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LOVE ANDJYNAMITE Proper Use of the Explosive Stopped Flood and Won a Wife. By GEORGE ELMER COBB. Evan Bruce, salesman, turned the corner of a vacant square with a high board fence around It on a keen run. It was to see a lithe form with a satchel In one hand run up a slanting support, grab at the top of the fence and bolt over it out of view. Bruce proceeded to spot where the man he' M Ua was pursuing iiau vauioucu< looked through a crack in the fence and his good-natured face wrinkled Into smiles and be chuckled. Bruce had carelessly left his sab chel on the sidewalk outside of a store. He made his purchase of some cigars, and came to the street again to see a man running away with the satchel. He had put after him to find him now In a somewhat sad plight The thief It seemed had scaled the fence to evade his pursuer. He had not however, counted on what was before him. Some construction was meditated beyond the fence. Preparer tory to the same a broad space had been covered with an asphalt cement The fugitive had dashed across this, which was freshly laid. He had sunk In ankle deep. Mired as in a mass of mud, be had floundered about and managed to get back to the edge. Here be had hastily opened the satchel. One glance at its contents and ho dropped It with a yell Then he ran down the edge of the cemented space and disappeared. It cost Bruce some time and labor to In turn scale the fence and re cover his stolen property. He did this In perfect good humor. "Wonder what the fellow thought when he read the labels on those samples?" he laughed. "Not that it uvtfnQi One Glance and He Dropped It With a Yell. -would have mattered much If he got away with them, for it seems that I have come to this dead burg on a fruitless errand. Biddle & Co., quarrymen, have burned out, eh? Won't start up for sixty days. No train out of here for three hours. Suppose I go out to where he lives, and see if I cannot get an order out of him for future delivery?" No sooner said than done. It had been raining for nearly a week and * * *- Imnoaoahln TUG rO&QS wtJi w aiuiuob iuipaoouuivy Bruce bad been told tbat tbe Biddle bome was nearly tbree miles from town. The picturesque scenery, however, made up for tbe hard plodding. Just beyond the edge of a small stream running near a ravine he came upon a pretty country house. No one responded to continuous ringing of the door bell. Bruce was about to return townwards when he noticed the flutter of skirts near a pretty little cottage on tbe same lot It was pleasant to the tired journeyee to meet Miss Verona Biddle M * titaiiM ro. &DQ KDUW liiat lici iaui^/i w w*?v* awturn within an hour. It grew pleasanter still as she Invited Bruce to rest on a comfortable porch seat, which she shared with him. She was bright and interesting, recognized him as a gentleman and quite enchanted him with her pretty ways. "I was tidying up the cottage here, which my married brother and his family have occupied until today," she explained. "Papa has just driven them to the depot. It will be lonely for us, but brother's business called him to a new location." It began to rain Bhortly, and they had to go into the house for shelter just as. Mr. Diddle arrived and joined * ?them. Bruce handed his business card to the bluff old quarryman. "Dynamite, eh?" observed Mr. Biddie, reading the card. "Sorry I can't give you an order. I might have taken some for later use, but this big flood has done worse than the fire. I just got a wire in town telling me that the dyke up at the quarries has overflowed. If the dam goes, it's ruin for the whole plant up there." It continued to rain. Bruce lingered another hour. Then he announced his intention of returning to town. Mr. Biddle went out and studied the heavy clouds. "See here," he said, "I might drive you to town, but we would get drenched. Just make up your mind ta stay with us overnight." Bruce glanced at the trim figure and charming face of his hostess and made no demur. He held an umbrella over Verona while they ran for the larger house. Then the deft little housekeeper busied herself preparing supper. They had Just concluded the evening meal when there came a harsh rapid Jangle at the telephone. Mr. Biddle answered the calL He instantly dropped the receiver and ran for *-1? L.A Li lb UUU "It's comet" he announced in a tone of deep concern?"the dam has broken and the flood Is on. Can you help me a bit, Mr. Bruce V "Why, surely," acceded Bruce promptly. The young salesman knew little about floods as he assisted hla host In getting some cattle from the low* land meadows into the stables. He knew a great deal more at the end at his labors, as Mr. Blddle told him of former Inundations the section had experienced. As they passed the little brook he had crossed on his way to the house, Bruce was fairly startled and his companion expressed renewed alarm. The formerly placid water was growing into torrent force. "We must be ready for a dash to the highlands-if this grows worse," advised his host "I've been through this before." "It is a question of the stream rising enough to reach the house T" inquired Bruce, with a speculative look in his eyes. "Just that," was the positive response. The young salesman returned to the house and took up his satchel. He had studied the contour of the surroundings and he knew biB business. Mr. Biddle and his daughter were standing on the porch wondering "\vfrtit had become of their guest Ten minutes went by, then half an hour. The quarryman ever and anon took a lantern and went to the edge of the stream. The last time he did this he came hurrying back with an alarmed face. "Get the house locked up," he said urgently. "At the rate the water Is rising, tne nexi nour win ow uo omrounded, if not floating away." "Oh! as bad as that, papa?" exclaimed Verona. "Yes. I will hitch up at once and we will go over to your aunt's at High Ridge." Crash!?a terrific explosion rattled the windows of the house. As father and daughter stood petrified with amazement, Bruce came into view bearing the empty satchel in one hand, a battery apparatus in the other. "Look at your creek now," he spoke in something of a tone of triumph. "You are a practical man," was the comment of Mr. Biddle, as he did look and was told what had caused the water to recede. "I simply blew out the ravine wall," explained Bruce. "The dynamite did it. There's a vent now that may fill un the ravine, but you won't have any flood hereabouts." So practical a man was Bruce, Indeed, that Mr. Biddle offered him the superlntendency of his plant when he started up again. So sensible was Bruce, that he proposed to Verona within a month, married her in two, and the pretty cottage had new occupants. (Copyright, 1913, by W. O. Chapman.) 8polled by Too Much Ease. Bethoven said of Rossini that he had the stuff in him to make a good musician, If only be had been well flogged when a boy; he was spoiled by the ease with which he composed. Many a man has been spoiled by the ease with which he began life. Don't stand with your hands in your pockets looking for help. Stop dreaming about gettin? a "ltft " onrrv vruir own hiird?n. and stand on your feet. You will never learn to swim by the use of corks, bladders and life preservers, but by plunging courageously Into the wave and buffeting it The Real Matter. It matters not bow a man dies, but how he lives.?Johnston. I The Dally Reminder. No one Is unsusceptible to the right bait CHERAW, Howe's C intact, complete ap ^ dwarfing and ov the Largest And t The Traveling Am THEMonarchs^^ ^'SUPREIJE^^^ idoacrobffl^^^^ to high schoolhorse^v m soloftytunbiert The Marvelous the royil yeddi 300 European N . Tmune of Pel THE DUBLIN GBA ROYAL ROMAN; Free Street Parade, i The Whole Howe's Lc Th CHERAW, ALMOST "CUT IT OUT" By A. P. BONNEV. With elbows wide spread on the top rail of the yard fence, hands under clean-shaven chin, he smoked lazily on his "paper pipe." His big spurs hung | idle on the high heels of his boots, the I empty pistol scabbard clung to his lithe hip. The scabbard was decorated for the owner of It had artistic taste and talent, while he lacked the language to express the Idea in such words; he had "just fixed It np to look nice," he said. It had been a laay day for him, one of the few which had come into his life, and he reflected morosely on the extreme comfort of a life of toilless ease. From the fine elevation of a i man of leisure he surveyed those of I his own craft as they worried the sullen cattle past the place, their explosive English toned down In deference to the divinity that ruled there, and the "company." For once he was aloof from his own kind, a guest of the "boss." There was a consideration which - ' " ' 1 Vi 4a added to tne natniuai eww> uu u*? brow, the Inevitable return to the Baddie; the weary night guard, the frenzied chase after the stamping herd. The retribution for a few dayB of ease he saw looming in the tomorrow, a whole perspective of tomorrows, In fact, and unconsciously the smoke of his cigarette oozing from lips and nostrils was mixed and blended with his one persistent soliloquy: "Aw, cut it out!" His savage glance now took In for the first time the girl, who was watching Mm with amused interest. It gave 1 him a queer, not unpleasant sensation. TUESDAY Sreat Londor (D UNCHANGED FROM ITS TO ershadowinc every other tent: Most Perfect Show*" usement Sensa lor Eddys the Mon a )JAPAHESE TROUPE DIRECT F ovelties. 400 Peop] rformlng Elephants, Performing Li< Y8. THE BLACK HUS HIPPODROME. TRAINED ANIMA a 10 A. M. 2 Exhibitions, Aft mdon Show Will Positiv is Show Does Not Divk TUESDAY, OC and conscious of height, weight and a < certain savage beauty of head, he j drew himself up, taking a pull at his t neglected smoke. T>,tt mnat of th? hf?rd Wftfl DOW HSfit 1 the house, and the girl and the owner's eon went out through the rude gate to the corall near by, where some calves were being branded. As they passed the taciturn one the owner's son said, pleasantly: "This is all very novel and Interesting to us, while constant repetition has, I presume, made it monotonous to you." After deep thought the man deftly rolled another smoke, and started to answer, when his eyes met those of the girl, deep, blue eyes, which laughed out from a pink and white face framed in a tangle of golden curls, the bewildering combination shaded by a flower-bedecked summer hat His heart struck bis throat, and setting hie teeth in his Inoffensive cigarette he growled: "Aw, cut it outl" And then there came a distant yell, mingled with the sound of pounding hoofs, and turning to iook ne saw a maddened steer charging down on the two, the bright crimson of the girl's sash a focus for his murderous efforts. The sullen-eyed man spat out the roll of paper his teeth held and, sweeping his big hat from his head, sprang for the fence, which he cleared at a bound, feeling for his gun as he landed on the other side, to give vent to an untranslatable snarl of rage as his hand groped over the empty scabbard. The steer was within a few feet of the glaring red thing now, never pausing at the sight of so common a thing as a cowboy, until with a savage "Aw, cut it out!" the man hurled himself on the I animal's head, grasping the nose with one hand and a horn with the other. . As the muzzle of the brute was driven . <nto the sand there came the cracklnr I OCT. 21 i Shows UR .OF THE WORLD' ^ FD EXHIBITION. ,%N Continent. ?(Of The Day ^ANY TIMES THE ^^Biggest And Most ^^^Bewildering ^^^^Production ^^^^^EverSEEN ^^^Vgreat ^?TS 1000 ^^wild Animals ^ttom all Parts TheTwo Continents rchs Supreme* ROM Y0K0H0MI. le. 350 Horses . 1, ^ ?ns, Camels. SABS. 3 BANDS. i L EXHIBITION.. ernoon at 2, Night at 8. ely be Seen in Cheraw le TOBER 21 >f pistol shot; but the bullets, spent 'rom long flight, only angered the >rute the mora Then: "Aw, cut?" and merciful oblvion cut it out for him. He lay for a long time dimly conicious of life, not remembering and lot caring, only wondering a little retarding hie surroundings. Something rery like his mother's hand was imoothing his brow, while his nostrils ook in a perfume new to the desert ie was not* breathing easily, while here was a strange roaring in his :ars, through which he heard words of avieh praise he could not understand lor apply, then, all in a flash, hls| nind cleared and he opened his eyes, lis lips moving silently with: "Aw, :ut it out!" The ranch owner stood over him, wisting his hands together. "My boy!" he cried, "you saved heir lives. You did, by Jove! And :n?The Injured man stirred uneasily, ooklng him squarely in the face from inder sullen brows. "Aw, cut it out!" he snarled. fPrtnurifrht hr T%o 11 v fltnrv T>iiH Pa > True Happiness. Civilization Is wonderful and belevolent, but It has nothing that can< jxcel the charm that came to a welve-yearold boy of the mountains vhen he saw the sights of his first :lrcus and beheld the clowns Ofterg lapplness Is In not knowing too much! md always It Is In having something! lew to know. B "Orlglnar Container. V As we understand It, when the de| jartment of agriculture, promulgating, ules for handling milk, advisee: "Do lot remove milk from the original conalner,M it does not mean exactly what It says. .