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Rover's Match-Making By FLORENCE McALLYN "I never could understand, Deborah, what you ever saw In that homely black dog to make a fuia over," re marked Mrs. Hryce scornfully, as she examined with severely critical glances a rough-coated little terrier of uncertain pedigree. , "Wall. hoala't much to look Mr" admitted Miss Lincoln, "but there's a power of comfort In llover. It's awful lonesomo In a house where there's nothing but one woman and a shadow for company." The visitor seated herself In a cane rocker and expressed her sentiments on the subject by a contemptuous sniff, while Rover's mistress, whose rosy cheeks and bright brown eyes bespoke the cheerful spirit within her, apologetically smoothed the folds In her blue and whljte gingham apron, and puckered her lips, as she had a habit of doing, when things perplexed her. "You've always had a fancy for homely things," continued Mrs. Bryce. "I never shall forget the time I came over here to ask hoy^your mother was, and you and her bcfth Bat on the bed together, crying over that old yellow cat My lands! I can see It now as It lay dead on the floor." "I know," murmured Deborah, "mother thought a heap of Mary El len. She was a dreadful smart "Then there was old Billy," per sisted Mrs. Bryce. "Just look how you fussed over that horse, time he took sick. Afcd homely wasn't a strong enough name for htm. A knock kneed, raw-boned old creature." "Poor old Billy 1" sighed Deborah. . "He'd been as faithful as any Chris tian in his work. Pulled father and mother to and from meeting, rain or ?now; plowed and helped reap. No wonder I felt sorry for him. He knew^ more than a lot of humans." " Mrs. Bryce pushed back, 'with a quick, Impatient jerk, her big shade hat, in which red and yellow corn popples struggled for the mastery. Argument was to her like a fire spark to powder. ?' "The worst of all was that Hank Andrews," she cried. "When f* re member what a pretty girl you were In your ways and think of him so ugly $nd with sandy half. It's a good thing .you aid him quarreled, Deborah, and ? broke H off. You're saved a heap of ?trouble. He's come back here now Vahd I never saw a more miserable old *oaa than he Is this minute. You may <e thankful the burden of tending to him 1b off your hands." Deborah said nothing for a few mo meets. Then she turned the conver sation adroitly Into other channels. , "How' 'J Johnny's sore throatf" she In quired. sympathetically. Like . a river whose waters have been guided Into another course, the torrent of Mra. Bryce's eloquence now flowed blanjlly Into the welcome topic of Johnny's ailments. She In formed Deborah, with coneclentlous minuteness of detail, how and under what circumstances her youngest boy was liable to attacks from cold, and in what respeot he differed from Amy, whose specialty waa recurrent fits of cramp. Deborah listened attentively to the recital of the Ills of the Bryoe family and sighed in sympathy at Intervals. This course of treatment had Its ef fect, and by the time Mrs. Bryoe arose to go, she had talked herself Into a good humor and actually patted Rover on the head. "You're real good, Deborah," she remarked, "and I guess like enough I riled you about that dog. My tongue's a bit sharp at times." / The little brown-ey*ed woman leaned over to stroke Rover with a loving hand and her voice was full of tender cadence as she replied: "*un, nis reelings aint hurt, or mine, either. Rover knows as well as I do that we needn't look for compliments at our age. What ? you going, Mar tha? Well, now, If you want some more of that cough mixture for John ny, sent right over any time; you're more than welcome.** Miss Deborah stood on the front porch watching the fast disappearing figure of her visitor as she made her way along the main road toward the village. She paused for a few mo ments drinking In the sweetness of the summer flowers not knowing that In her own heart there bloomed a fairer flower? the flower of love. . Soon she entered the cheery little kitchen and began to prepare her modest supper. Rover followed close at the heels of hts mistress every step she took. "Poor Hank I M murmured Deborah. **1 guess he Is miserable; getting too old. It's awful lonesome for him. twenty years ago, and yet It don't seem that long slnoe he used to give me pink roses every Saturday night. Onoe I gave him a lock of my hair. I Wonder what he's done with It" Timidly, as If ashamed* Deborah turned to an old-fashioned mahogany desk that stood In one oorlier of the room, and, opening *n upper drawer, drew from It * little green pasteboard box tn whlchj half hidden by faded leaves, lay two withered roses. "I Just wonder If he's angry at me Still?" she mused, replacing the lid , and returning the box to Its hiding i folaoe. "We're both of us well on In years and I'd hate to die without ll ljMiliH one word of kindness from ?Ma. if I thought I could dare ? " she ywsed midway beiwes u the store ?sd table, teapot Id band? her face shone with the brigbtneee of a new re solve. "If X 040 find the oourege," she Mid aloud and firmly, **111 do It. I'll smile wben he's pterin* by. Maybe 111 bold out my bend, too." ? ebarp, sudden berk vibrated through the room. Supper wee late and Rover** patience waa exhausted. "My goodnees," exclaimed Deborah, observing the dog's ereot ears, "I don't know bow long you've been listening orkwhat you heard, but any how, I'm sure of one Urfng. You wonT tell Martha Bryee." The sun shone warmly the next day aa Deborah busied herself among the flowers In her garden. She was un oonaoloua that coming along the road at-* fefariy rapid gait waa an otderiy man carrying a much-used gray um brella aa a defense against the beat of the solar rays. ' In the shadow of the lilac trees, near Deborab'a wicket gate, sat Rover. At the sound of the man's shuffling footsteps be looked up and barked sharply." "It's Deborah's dog," muttered the man standing behind a maple tree and regarding the top of that lady's sun bonnet, as 1{ bobbed up and down among the rose bushes, with eager eyes. Another bark from the sentinel at the gate caused his Smlstress to raise her head. In doing so she caught sight of Hank Andrews, and he paused behind a tree, then, looking ashamed, walked slowly away. A large bunch of pink roses fell to th* grass from Deborah's trembling flngere, and a vivid blush warmed her cheeka under the sunbonnet. "If I bad only seen him coming," was her regretful thought, "but now it's too late," and ber eyes, tear dimmed, followed the retreating fig ure. "Why, what in the world alls Ro ver T" ehe exclaimed the next minute as the dog, with a playfulness vrhich properly , belonged to puppyhood, seised several roses in his mouth and, shaking his long ears Joyfully, dashed through the fence and up the road. "Good dog," muttered Hank, "good dog!" A smile which had vanished from his lips in the daya of his youth returned again. <, "Hankt*' came in soft accenta from the rose garden. "Hank!" He stood up, Suddenly became straight and tall, and let the old um> Doming Along the Road Wu an El* derly Man. brella slip from his grasp. Then, at he saw the face beaming at him un der the shadow of the green sunbon net and the pleading look In Debo rah's brown eyes, he hesitated no longer. Picking up Ills umbrella, h< retraced his steps and, pushing opes the wicket gate, entered what to him Was Paradise. 1 never got such a surprise," said Mrs. Martha Bryoe to her next dooi neighbor, "as when I heard Deborat and Hack was going to be married, 'And no one knows for the life ol them how she and htm managed tc make up after all those years. I asked Deborah and she Just laughed and said that Rover was the only one that taew the secret." Manufacturing Rellos. Wherever the trade In relics and <n rioeltiee is brisk the old legal maxim Caveat emptor (Let the buy tak< heed), Is appropriate. Not all dealen hi such ware are scrupulous. Sayi a writer In the Youngs town Tel* gram. While in Chattanooga a few weeks ago a local man noticed an old ool ored man who carried his right arm in a sling. "What is the matter, uncle T" b? asked. "Is your arm broken T" "No, sah," grinned the old man It's Jee' gun-sore." >, "Been hunting?" "Wo, sah. Ah been ebotln' trees." "Oh, I see; target-practise." "No, sah-" "Then youll have to elucidate." "Well, sah, It's like dls," the old flian explained. "We goes out Into de woods an' shots bullets Into ds trees. After a while de trees grows round de bullets a little bit, den we cuts dem dosrn to seU to people fum de Norf as rsllos ob de Battle ol lookout Mountain." mMkBSl* Surpassing Ordeal. "1 have been trying to umpire * game of' baseball." said one sctmmei boarder. . . v ' & it \j9jR . . "That's easy," said the other. "Tbej persuaded me to decide a disputed point In > game of cfroQool.'*" : ? v. v?, ': r- * *-Jp, ~l i v??:l i -, IVfy She Was Jim's Siilei "What are you star lug atr* asked Jim. "At that stunning girl over there," replied Lawrenoe. "Not that brunette with a l)gure like an hour glass. She'a some ohorua hujy" "Ho, the slender blonde with her back towards you, standing in the entrance to the oa?e- Sbe doeen't look coarse to roe." "How can you admire anyone who affects tboae new-fangled extreme fashions T" questioned Jim. "I'd sure like to meet ber. ? By the way, old cbap, I thought you Intepdod Introducing me to your sister." "If you . admire that girl, sis wouldn't Interest you. None of those'; tube-like skirts, fly-away bate and vivid showy colors for her. If my sis ter would bo gowned like your fair friend I'd tell her a thtng or two." "Does your sister allow you to dlo tate to her?" aaked Lawrence, faat losing bis desire to meet the girl. "Ob, I give her brotherly advice oo< oaaloAally. She's all a twitter Just now. A crowd of girls are learning to build their own dresses in a school. I've offered her Aire dollars the first time she wears k home-made crea tion." "Turn around," exclaimed Law renoe. 'That girl Is trying to flirt "1M 8ur* Llk# U> Mo?t H?r." with us. She Just amlled the most adorable smile." . "He who flirts atxj runs away, Uvea to flirt another day.* suggested Jim In a. blase ton*. "Why, ? she'i oomhig toward us. Must hare made % hit with her. I've read oceans about tore at first' sight, but this Is the flxet time the wares have struck me." Jim was so bored by his friend's conversation that be didn't lift his eyes from the plaSe until a voice near him said: . "Jim, cant you make room for us at your table? AM the others are tttfcen." "Surely," be said rising. "This Is my friend Lawrenoe ftanoocfc; my sis ter, Florence." "Tour sister," Osetatmed Lawrenoe In astonishment "Miss Allen? Why, your brother Jim Was just talking about you, but soQMbow he failed to recognise you from ? distance." "It's a wise brother who reoognlses his sister when She wears a new dress and hat w hKA she made her self," laughed, FhJToDoe. "What do you think of my &SD1* "Tou're as sharp ts a needle," said Lawrence admirfngty. "It* b fierce, abominable and hide ous," broke In Jim. Tlorenoe, for ev ery frock that you doat make Fll give you five dollars. Jt> so tight It looks as though It had. Won made out of remnants, and a <*rw would run a mile If she saw thai oerlse hat com ing along." "Qee. but Jim's # brute," thought Lawrence. "I only hope that some day I will have the privilege of pay ing tor her frocks,* he said aloud. "I presume your brother's word is law with you. Miss Allen." "Indeed not," she answered airily. "I believe in woman's rights and its every woman's right to do just as she pleases; anyway brother's opinions about dress dont oount "You look all right to me. May K call on you tomorrow erening?** "Do oome," answered Florenoe cor dially. "Thank too," responded Lawrence. After calling on 9%ot renoe tor aboat a month she gave him the ho*>e ne desired, that in the near futufe be oould pay for her gotta*. Cork Leg Nearly Drowned Him. William Oreon*s oork leg nearly caused his death recently at Wynn, Mass. He got beyond his depth while bathing, awLbls artificial let wae so buoyant that his tool. Vint up in the air and his head Was forced under water. Happily, bs was saved by a college girl, who wm out bathing with a companion. She managed to get hold of Green? by the hair and held his hsed oat o< water, while her ee oor* rowed to FORTUNE IN RARE COINS rm ? picking lor Watchful C.hl.r. In fttorM, Bsrtendora and Street Car Conductor#. Cashiers In stores and restaurants, tick?t agents at theatart and railroad stations, bartenders and conductors on cars are in a fair position to be ooma collectors of rare colns^ as they handle every kind of money piece from foreign coins to old-time moMj of tbe United Stataa. A saloonkeeper In Harlem declares ha baa made * small fortune during tbe last few years by Bsvlog tbe rare coins tbat are taken over tbe bar. "I bave a tin box filled with rare United States p feces." he relatedf "and I could have a collection of for eign coins If I so deslrod. You would be surprised to see bow anxious some men are to get a drink at tbe expense of spending a rare old coin for Its face value. Silver and paper currency tbat pay a good premium are glvon to my bartenders for face value. I have often noticed a reluctance on tbe part of tho bolder before parting with tbe coin. He will give a last look at the money and then place It on tho bur for tbe refreshing beverago. Ouo man told me that a coin bad been in tho the family for nearly a century. He wanted only one drink and waa afraid I would not take the coin because of Its age. I gave him tbe drink and ch&ngo for tbe piece at its face value, and be was overjoyed." PUT ON MOURNER'S BENCH Little Dorothy Explains Break In De votional Exercises for Mar Family of Dolls. Little Dorothy la the daughter of a mlnlater. She has a family of fifteen dolls, one of them being a parson^ Dorothy 1b devoted to her treasured. For a long time ahe held religious service for them, but suddenly the services were discontinued, only to be M unexpectedly resumed. "Why did you atop the aervlces, Dorothy f she was asked. "Oh, the dolls decided not to bave them any more." "But why were they started again?" ?They all voted that way, that Is ? " Dorothy hesitated, but she added, regretfully, "All except the clown and the Teddy bear." They were regarded as Incorrigible by the minister's small daughter. Next day at the services they were seated Immediately In front of tho doll preacher, the other dolla occupying lees prominent places. "Why are tho clown and the Teddy1 bear sitting bo far forward?" In Quired Dorothy's father. "Oh," was the reply, "I thought they most needed to hear tho Bormon." Impossible Road. Chauncey M. Depew frequently dep recates the comparlBons that are drawn between American and Euro pean railways. "These comparisons are unfair to us," he once said at a banquet In New York. "When X'w^toid trow very aire the European railway 1b I think of the Nola Chudky line. "The president of the Nola Chuoky line once waited on me to request an exchange of courtesies. I Interrogated him, and he said proudly: " 'On our line, sir, not only haa a collision never occurred, but on our line a collision would be Impossible.' "'Impossible?' said I. 'Oh, come, I know that the latest automatic safety devices are excellent things, but Im possible Is a large word.' " 'It's literally true with ua, sir,' he replied. " 'How can it be 7* eald L '"Why,* said he, 'we own only one train.' " Taxing Bachelor*. One of the smallest of the German principalities Is undertaking a very big experiment in financial legislation. The diet of the elder of the two prin cipalities of Reuse, which lie In oen tral Germany, to the southeast of the I rhuringlan states, carried recently a resolution In favor of Increasing the state income tax by 6 per oent. of the tax on Incomes between ?160 and ?800, and by 10 per cent, of the tax on incomes exoeedlng ?800 a year In the case of unmarried persons of eith er sex who have reached their thir tieth year. The diet constat* of twelve members, and the resolution was car ried by seven votes against five. The super-taxation of bachelors has often been proposed in other German at* tee, and was Jocularly referred to aa a pos sible form of imperial taxation by the Emperor William. Dark Problem. There are those who are dreadfully Intolerant of Ignorance about New York. The other day, for inatanoe, a lady, obviously from many hundred miles away, boarded a Broadway oar st Times square. *<Ooee this car go to Third avenue T~ kiir ?>?? ? X ' A U90k evutw-tfed of equal parts of pity, rage and disgust spread over the conductor's faoe. "Will you please tell me, lady, bow this oar oould get onto Third ave nue?** be asked ooldly, aa soon as he oould enunciate. BUI the Philosopher. Wise remark, by Bill, the Philosoph er: "There's one good thing about It Anybody who talks about himself all the ttmm hasn't Uaae to be a knock sr."* Know any of il ian Francisco T eeth W ere Artificial By Peggy Powen "Jack, dour, be sure to come home early," said young Mri, Clark. "Why, Kate, what'# up?" "Have you forgotten tho Mortons and Healya m.. coming for dinner Vf "Ilelleve me, I won't forget It again. I'll b? In time to change my collar. Oood-byl Hope your flrat dinner will be a howllun Bucceaa. Mra. Clark waa busy arranging the (lowers for the table when her beat friend called for a few mlnutea' chut. "You're the cutest llttlo housokoep ert" exclaimed Lillian. "How happy you muat be In thla darling bunga low 1 " "I'd be supremely happy except for one thing. If I tell you, promise on your honor youH nover repeat It to a soul." "I'll be as mum as a sufety deposit vault," Vejolned Lillian. "Whaf ? thla awful mysteryt" ' "All my front teoth were knocked out In a frightful automobile accident when I was a school girl," began Mrs. Clark. "That's ancient history now," inter rupted Lillian. "Not to Jack, however. He haan't the least conception that mine are artificial." "He married you for better or worae and he's bettor off than having to pay dentist bllla." "Why doht you tell hlmr "Impossible! Jack was absolutely shocked when he discovered tpy "Do You Doubt My VeraoJty, Kate?" switch and false puffs, and Bcandai lzed the first time he noticed my pink powder bo*. He abhors anything false. Horrors 1 Whenever he men tions my pearly white teeth I fell like an escaped oonvlct." "Don't fret over imaginary troub les," said Lillian, as she left. Cheer up, girlie! Your husband wont care.w ' The guests oame, but no Jack. "Jack Is famous for his forgetting,** commented Mr. Morton as they sat down to "a oold dinner. "Indeed, he's never been late to din ner before," protested his wife. "Di ther something Important, detained him, or be missed the suburban train.** j As the last course sorvod Jack appears with profuse apologies. J "Beastly sorry to be so late! Ooukl not reach you by 'phone; missed my train, had to wait an eternity for the next one." j "Jack," Kate said after the guests departed. "Why weren't yon home on time? That dinner was one dismal, dreadful failure." "Don't be a human interrogation1 point. I*ve explained nearly a hun dred times already. Do you doubt my veracity, Katef" "Was that pretty stenographer in the office late, too?" "How dare you make soch a re mark t" "So this Is our first Quarrel?" "Stop your weeping. If you most know, t broke my plate." "Your plate? What are you talk ing about?'' "It's a wonder I knew after. all thie excitement My teeth are false ones, and I had to wait at the dentist's un til the plate was mended. Art you satisfied now?" "1 am overjoyed, sweetheart," ex claimed Kate. ' "What do you mean?" "Only that you can't be eo appalled now, when I tell you my teeth were knocked out in" an auto aooldent and are also artificial," oonfeeeed Kate, much relieved. . "phi I knew about yours all the time," said Jack. "X saw them In a glass one morning." To CowHfvt India's RalnleH. A grtei scheme ,was proposed at Bombay recently, by which it is pro possd to utilise India's hog* rainfall for the purpose of providing electric power for industrial purpoeee to the Bombay section of Western India. Dor Ins the monsoon season, there la a rainfall on the wast ooaat averaging 176 inobss at Lanoul, and itartMinas greatly exoeeding this figure. Three lakes or leeei toirs are to be formed. One at Lanoul will be large enough to hold sufficient water during the long est breaks In the.moaeoon eeaeon, and the Walwhan Lake, oororhig SU square miles is to serve for the te malnder of the year and win hawe a capacity of M0&000.000 eubto feet. The generating station is to be at KhopoU. too fsst above the see as* #? MtlAA fWvM irom ootnimy. " T rustful Apolonia . If old Jededlah Hay master bad real I y bitten all the tenpenny noils la two that people Invariably mentioned when called upon bo deacrlbe his char acteristics and abilities, be would have accumulated quite u little scrap Irou heap by the time be wu sixty flvii. jLb it was. what ba had accu mulated was the awed dislike of bl? townsmen and a collection of stocks, bonds and mortgagee that would sink a ship. Jod Huymaster could make money wltb bis eyes abut and one band tied behind him. Make It be did, wltb no quarter for the Innocent bystander. Having all these years of practice behind him, It was easy for him to In dite the letter to Mrs. Daw. Apolonia Daw had eorao to town a fow year* before a* the bride of Henry Daw, who bad died shortly after, His young widow had continued to reside In the pretty oottage Daw built for her, her small Income sufficing for her quiet neods. Most of this lncbme came In the shape of dividends from her stock In the Haymaster engine works. This stock her husband had purchased cheap when oM Jodedlah bad started this, the tenth of his big enterprises. Jededlah disliked women mixed up iu hie business affairs and entitled to participate In the annual meetings of stockholders ? and, besides, there wag soon to bo a large extra dividend. Whoever held Mrs. Daw's stock, at that happy time naturally would get the fat dividend upon It. t Therefore Jededlah wrote her that It had occurred to him that she might like to . Invest her money in govern ment bonds or something else solid and trustworthy Instead of having it in engine stock, which, while good, might he seriously affected by some unexpected disaster. He would, in the generosity of his heart, take her stock off her bands, now that the dangers of possessing it had been made clear to her, and he remained hers respect fully. i niiviiuuin jjivw wrote oacK on paper faintly scented with violets. She said she certainly appreciated his deep in* tercet In her affaire, becauso she had found very little genuine kindness in a buslnoBB way since she had been left alone. It tA&ched her greatly. But the fact that he was at the bead of the engine works gave her such a sense of security that sho had never worried a bit about her stock. The Hay master engine works was Just aa solid as the Bank of England to her with his keen Judgment and strong hand at the helm. So, thanking him again, she remained his most grate* fully. Jededlah read this with his face screwed bp M l tlaht knot.. ~The woman's more of fool than* most of 'em!** he said as he dipped his pen In ink. M8he hasn't sense enough to get scared!" This time he wrote that her trust in him was, indeed, flattering, but that he was only a weak, human man who did not claim infallible Judgment and be oould not bear to have lt upon his consclenoe if she should suffer flnaxv daily through him. Of course tho engine works were as solid as any, but he begged to point out to her that Industrial stocks fluctuated unexpect* edly sometimes. They were delicate. He considered it his duty to look out for bet. So great was his concern that he would offer her $6 a share above pair value. Apolonia answered that she wished there were more men like Mr. Hay master in this hard world. Thin#* would take on a far different aspect then. She said there were tears In her eyes as she wrote and that she would be leee than a woman if she felt the slightest Quiver of doubt in the engine works under his guidance^ while, if she descended to the depth* of soiling her stock, she would really be an object of oontempt No, she assured him, she never would be un grateful or foolish eriough to think she could better herself by getting rid of her engine stock. Again she wis his most gratefully. Jededlah gaxed at this epistle ho? tilely and breathed hard. "Yet abei oant be m all-fired smart, aa she must be if she Isn't a foolf I Bo be oalled on Mrs. Daw that eve ning on the way home. Bb? fluttered to Weloome him aa though ha war* bar deoreet (Hand and claapad hla hand warmly. Jededlah, really look ing at her for the first time In hla life, taw how vary pretty aha waa. "I called," he ?ald, '"about that stock. X don't aeam to hare made myeelf clear In my letters. Ton worry ma, Mr*. Daw, with your sublime woman*a Ignoranoe of bnalneaa affaire." ' Apolonla leaned forward and looked Jededlah fairly In the eyea. Dear Mr. Haymaeter," ahe jpld, sweetly, "I wouldn't have yon worry about me for the world! And yon made jrour aetf quite 'dear I 1 think it would hare been brilliantly clear are n If 1 had been aa ignorant ae yon thought mat Too sea. I know an about that extra dividend that tr coming, rm going to marry your ton and ha told ma that dividend hum time But I appreciate 3W intereatf Jededlah Haymaeter, $ Then ha suddenly held out lagf^ou.^rln,^ he forte too