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* * * * Custard Cup HownceRi^iam COPYRIGHT by O EX? COE M. DOR AM COMPANY A TEMPER QONQ 8TNOP818.—Living In • barn, roavarted Into a dwelling, Mrs. Ptnflsld is manager of an apart ment building known as “Tbs Custard Cup." originally "Cluster Court." Her Income la derived from laundry work, ber chief pa- troa being a Mrs. Horatlus Weatherstone. whom she haa Mover seen Living with her are "Crlnk" end "Tbad." homeless small boys whom she haa adopted They call her "Penile ” Thad tefla Penile a strange men wee inquiring for her under her maiden name A tenant. Mrs. ftuaeto Beeler Induces Peaste te take charge ef a peek age. which she does eigi seme m eglvinga •earrhlng a refuse dump fee Ik lags watch might he ef vatoe. Otah. veteran at the game, ea- •oentars a email girt. I«t£e whs prw«ee a Niwae worthy ef his sleet Me tehee and lA(tle fete fatnlty The sir far waat af ah to fit la woman who had fad and rldlMW and IgvH bar. tafila idoiisod hoci aba would have waltad straight ta drat rurtloo for hor If orcaaloo had offorrd. 8h« would oof hart shrunk UML-ltlgh. JUMCtaoUnr dead- of Mcrlflca; but thd more dllbcult. Humble niHUpo^pf controlling her own temper,yffrt been too much for fcer to compass. Yet not once had It oc curred to her that she might be Jeoih ardlzlng this new home, that there might be an end to the patience that had borne with her. “O I’enzle!” She threw herself Into Mrs. Penfleld’s lap and burst Into vflld sobbing. Mrs! Penfield dr£w her closer. “Dear child, I didn’t say I was going to send you away. I merely said I should If 1 acted the way you do. Don’t you see you expect me to be patient, but you ain’t willing to be patient yourself? You’re willing I should do lots of things for you, but you ain't willing to do this one thing for me. All Is, kettle, we got to pull together—or not ’t ali. I’ll help you If you’ll help me.” “O Penzie,” sobbed the child, ‘Til (Conducted by National Council of the Boy dcouta of America.) SCOUTS AND “GOOD TURNS” ' . . I — The "daily good turn.” which every boy scout when he joins the ranks of the movement, pledges him self to perform, has two impressive Illustrations lu the following In stances: Wiiile returning home from schood for lunch, Scout Max Davis of Jer sey City, N. J„ noted an American flag attached to a ruin soaked, sagging halyard, lying on the pavements of a wide boulevard. Glancing up the lad saw that a whole row of flags which had been strung across the street for a recent parade had become loosened. do anything—anything—If you’ll only keep me. Honest, I will. Ill work I “One end of the line to which tha and pay for tha window. I’ll go with- 1 dags were attached was high In a out eating Just as long’s you say. I U ya a New York daily. •‘The won’t play with Fll Caeaar.. I’ll-- other w „ ll<Kl t0 ^ dectrlc u** ( thing else she had tried. -She loves 'most ev’rybody, but she bates you. She says she don’t know why the Lord ever—” ^ ‘‘Lettle !" Tbo one word had an astonlahing effect—not merely upon Lettle but upon Mr. Wopple. Hla conduct under went Immediate reversal. He did not glance at Mrs. Penfleid, who bad come quietly around the house and was still standing on the romraum’) walk; rather, hla attention was wholly absorbed by matters la hla own yard. Mrs. Penfleid Intermixed before nde'onThe oppoelVside rftfce'rtreat With nervous jerks he detached the Lettle had wiped the slate entirely up ^ tre * Wf . nt Untying the old hoee and colled It carefully, an clean ef all the plrssura* she lied kQO t he wound the rope around hla operatlew noticeably contrary te hla j ever known. linger, preparatory to taking up tb# i "Sore. Well attend to all the poo- ' ,-n*roi*JoI£e«7?a!d k^ iaTm? ^ * 0 ' 7 ' J “* “ Um * **** ^ row . hit t. «•*»«« It. the car truck It TW Brat intent hie ftagere tore * ’ froaa hta head and DUnwMf teen fret the ire* Mas lay «n the y of pot* Aa for Lettle. Mrs. Pmfleld'a voice to her like the breaking of ■ apeii She went snddanly limp ent ef her face: frenay its held af her Marten, a at re ago raprooetoo leek the placw ef rr eye# ea rtprMtee ef if frt^ianil dlamey -Lertte. gi »■« ■ Wi«. n ■■■>, wmm goipo* , . Til do that wry thing, ao help are J k . Jarehf I- go>ag te he •• goed thnl ^ ynnH wem to keep m» darned If | wan kthed «• hp • xarryrto pel icemen nerldant One dgahed eftor The echo* natotoened end retoed Mai to the oere ampwtoted the anwriUan ft kwddp. naked • M Oka eeet eea * her I and rep*' —Mi Idea * ’•eddy. 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It caught the unsuspecting Filibuster on a front leg. There was a yelp of pain from Fll. a acreech of rage from Lettle. “Oh ! Oh I You’ve hit him. You've killed him." Mr. Wopple reached for another stone. Fi'lbus^er Caesar, by no means killed bdt Tendered strikingly discreet, limped swiftly out of range. Lettle heard him; but beyond realizing that he was able to move, she paid him no attention. Instead, she faced her neighbor with a fury that gave him patoe. Her thin chest rising on a high wave of anger, her cheeks flam ing, her black eyes shooting danger sparks, she was beside herself with contempt and wrath. “You beast!" she acreamed. "To hit a dog! You’re worse'n no good. Penile says she don’t ace why the Lord ever mad* yoo. So!" “WbaatP gaaped the astounded Mr. Wopple for tb* moment over wh*tm*d by this rvvviatlto *Y1I Tir torttoto I Ctrl* Th*f gw< re* dWM t H? m gtve yM aa*a* breami* intorr *•<! •tesito*’ re* preami i -m kre i rasaiitod to an «M reg by Ifeo won't *0*1 Yo! hot, by jTrgrrt. HI lottlva aartvty. awtokltag al i 4* it- fll flflstoPP. | CHAPT(R X tike Looking at the Sun Looking into one of the huge ro tary kilns where the raw materials for cement are burned into clinker is just like looking at the noonday sun. The terrific heat required makes a glare of light so intense that the glowing flame would temporarily blind you. But borrow the workmans colored goggles to protect your eyes while you take another look into the kiln. Then you will see a tornado of powdered coal—or gas or spraying oil—bursting into a sheet of tun- white flame. Into the other end of the kiln flow the powdered limestone and shale [day}—the raw materials for cement. As thfl dourly rwahnat luk rrnnhk* th* kiitot fliftflflt Mis 90 id Otoi PORTLAND CEMENT ASSOCIATION III to •tore Th« Sack Yard C*d*. Gar of tb* l.ardrwt tbiar* that L*t M* was rv*r railed up** ta do was fooC wai "Pcratcd U P«®- ta apalogl** ta Mr Wopple. In bar chaatened mood ah* submitted to this Item of penance, but the mere phye- Ical doing of It came near being be yond her. The words, half out of her "What yoa going ta da with me. P*a*l*r "1 do not know - admitted Mrs l ea Held wearily "I -l m awful sorry. Pent!* Toa •**. be—be makes me aa mad!" "Tea, I should Judge be did. Now begin at the beginning and tell me what happened." Lett!* compiled, with a faithful ob- aervance of sequence and a realistic touch on all details. *lle’* a mean man.” she concluded vehemently. "He get* me going." Mrs. Penfleid, sitting *n the eud of the wash bench, watched her gravely, thoughtfully. "This i» a serious matter Lettle. Do you realize that you have destroyed property ?’’ "I didn’t mean to do that, Penzie. I meant—” "Yes, you IntendejJ to 'Injure a hu- mnfc being, lliat Is tar/more seri ous;’’ ‘Oh, not really Injure!" protested Lettle. "And besides, didn’t he hit Fll Caesarr* she added hotly. Mrs. Penfield sighed. "Come here, Lettle; 1 want to tell you something. _ ^ I haln’t never told you how It makes^ B,,# w# * bolding her right arm as though It ached, and her llpa were drawn Into a firm lln* that fairly pressed out fhelr color. "Now. Mr Wopple," she said, •fluevaiag ret the words as if re* b*t*d every ore mt theoa. *1 ap—epel re# breathed m*rv freety— I -v«e ev rythtof I dare aafl aaM rtoa **ev aM baby ta the farmbrere ta thi ml paatr he the r«tm. raet aha tore charge af thtaflt * Wbea the floctor care ha rervelefl ,w rmrwi p"t M*ait *i a key realfl fle mrh «a expert jeh ef bandaging aad left e«er>thing aa It was until the child was brought ta the Good Shepherd hoapluti where (be I If fmm hare re <MM to f aflarfl •• w*«a« ahf tha : The papaioilre *f i 'nanfla la a* #^toitottjr 4|HMNN| Ixtoftofto'to riff f •to*f rtototolri «lto plWfto TW 9*4tof toCttoito ~ ii ■reiani mi i t- •—* u ' k * -«•«•« uae.ra u. WOMEN CAN OTE ANT la 1‘rtare Kflw arfl letaad and Xae-1 GARMENT, DRAPERY kalrh* waa the rural p>>(Hii«(i a boat 73 per real of the whole. . FROM GOVERNOR MOORE— Cuticura Comfort* Baby’* thin When red. rough and Itching, by bot baths of Cuticura Soap and touches of Cuticura Ointment. Also make use now and then of that exquisitely scent ed dusting powder, Cuticura Talcum, If there Is anything I can do to help meuth, seemed to turn and rilp baJk the ffroi,t h<} * * cout niovement you may one of the indispensable Cuticura down her throat. Difficulty was mad* commaD '* «•.” Qov. Charles a Toilet Trio.-Advertisement. Moore of Idaho, in a communication to James K. -West, chief scout executive. “If every boy In the country were a Dye er Tint W*rw, Faded Thing* N«w for If Cents. Diamond Dye: the more difficult by Mr. Wopple** supercilious satisfaction In the hu miliation of his small antagonist. "Darn It all!" burst out Lettle In exasperation. “Stop smiling till I get through doing It. can’t you?’ “Serve you right to suffer a little," he cackled. “Mebbe it’ll learn yoa better next time.” , “Shut up!" stormed Lettle. “I you don’t shut—" She stopped. She had recalled something that made It Im possible to go on. “Kxcuse me.” sh* muttered, "I got an engagement—" Black eoTls flying, she dashed Into the kitchen, whence presently Issued muffled sounds a* of a tom-tom In the distance. When Lettle reappeared. Her One Fault. "I ’ ear the new ‘rook *ou got was member of the boy scout organization n,T,,nst “Yes; tlm only thing our problems of radicalism would be “ sh ‘‘ ' V11S stH > ing power."—Phil- forgotten after one generation. The boy scout Is a better boy at home, at school and on the street. He is the better citizen in the making." The governor Is an honorary member. adelphia P»ulletin. Don’t wonder whether you can dye or tint successfully, because perfect home dyeing is guaranteed with "Dia mond Dyes” even if you have never dyed before. Drngglsts have all colors. Directions in each package.—Adver tisement. ro* feel when yoo lose your__temp*r ■nd do these awful thing*. I keep my feellre* Inalde m*. bat I got ’em Just the Mae And If yoo keep re Ilk# tkia yreli get re r><*fl. te* Bad ef that? New. when toe wof f went ‘re tf I SCOUT TROOP "MELTING POT" -iJfr hoy scout Troop -iO «>f San Fran cisco are boys representing Mexico, Assyria, Greece, Lithuania, Russia, Germany, Italy, Holland. France, Eng land, Scotland and Atnericsu The boys were either born iu one o( the 12 coun tries or their parents are natives of one of them. United States Commls- aioner of Naturalization Raymond F. Olat reya; "Boy trouts form and maintain the all-American melting pot ■m—c toe iretk ef re Tine only way by which some men It is easier to pose as an optimist j^an save money is by breaking into than it is to he one. Jail. «•-. ■ Grateful writes: Mother Anglo-American _ York. N ’here 1 WMW ra; Galveston. Tev«». March U. 1X20. to ten r, •court to aio Am* cm *r* Tre •f t