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I GREAT GOD | I PAN I KEITH GORDON Trenham arrived at Cantico at 1:30. At 2 Norton's silent, efficient serving nfhn was formally introducing him to the Hutch?his for a month?a squat, oriental looking building standing in the tempered shade of the pines and larches and containing all those touches of home comfort usually ascribed to feminine hands, but found in the modern bachelor quarters. At 2:30, his tweed suit changed for a more informal costume, he emerged from the low, broad doorway, stirred by a pagan desire to get 4^>8er still to nature, oat Into the dim, cloisters! places of the woods, where he might float dellclously upon a sen of silence, whose calm was unbroken save by the ripple of n bird note or the snapping of a twig. "I say, this is great!" burst from his lips luxuriously ns he drew in long whiffs of the suave air with its warm, elusive scent of sweet growing things. "This Is life. This Is what roan was meant for." As he ceased speaking he lifted his face to the soft breeze that caressed liis cheek like n spirit hand and thought unflutterlng things of civilization. What nfter all did this boasted condition mean? What but crowded cities with stone where turf should be, the roar of trains, shrieking of whistles, whizzing of autos, clattering of hoofs and the griud, grind, grind of ofliee life. As he thought of it now, looking as he was straight into nature's smiling, inscrutable face, it all seemed supremely ridiculous. Fauns and satyrs, hamadryads nnd naiads had Ihkmi wiser. At the end of an hour's wulk he found that the path ended abruptly at a grassy knoll. For n few moments Trenham gazed with an appreciation too deep for words. Then, with a sigh of contentment, lie sank down upon the thick grass and stretched himself out, his bend rcstlmr in the hollow of Ids clasped bands, bis eyes narrowed to slits like gatekeepers who would say to the beauties about them, "One at a time, please." And presently the slits became narrower and narrower. "Spring." be murmured musingly, "is just bursting into young sumiuerhood." Then his lips twitched slightly, and lie tried again. "That apple tree looks like some sweet, sedute (junker lady." He stretched his eyes open wide, as If to fling off some irresistible Influence. "Good Lord, am I a poet after all?" he demanded comically of the shadowy self that always attends us, but never so palpably as In solitudes. And then he smiled and lay staring up Into the great arch of the blue above him. Again the silts grew narrow, almost imperceptible. A line from a poem learned in youth trailed across his mind, "tirent I?nn is dead.".. "It's a lie." he murmured drowsily. "Grent Pan Is not dead. Groat Pan"? The murmur ended in a knowing smile, the smile of one who has learned for a certainty what fools most mortals be, and that In turn faded into gravity. Trenhain slept. o * "It's a regular sleeping beauty of a place?bus a breathless, charmed air, as If It were under a spell. I believe there are fairies or godlings to be discovered." So lind Nntlea Duke written to a friend soon after coming to Cantico fnr til ft Oil 111 mar 'ThneA #a*w houses in the region ? n half dozen within twenty miles?and her first impression of the country was only deepened by her long, solitary strolls. She had a mystical feeling that there was something to be discovered?some secret that she was forever on the verge of. Godilng, gnome or fairy, she fancied, might rise in her path at any moment without causing her any surprise, and so it was without dismay that she stopped short at the edge of the wood one day upon finding her favorite spot already occupied. For the fraction of a second she half believed. Then she wholly disbelieved. No godlings would appear in tan oxfords. Saudnls were the utmost one could concede! Still, as a mortal the sleeping youth before her was worth consideration. A glance told her that, and she cautiously drew a step nearer. He lay so that the spreading branch of a tree shaded his face, his soft linen hat tossed on the grass beside him, thus revealing the thick dark hair that looked as if it might have curled had not Its owner sternly refused to hear of auch a thing. His features reminded her strangely of certain marbles she had seen, they wero so massive, yet so finished, and with girlish attention to dress she bestowed on approving glance on bis white negligee shirt, the iMTes rouea up to tue elbow, and the duck trousers to match. If lie was not ffodllng he was at least n most attractive mortal. Daringly she stood and gazed at him, tingling with the fear that he might awaken, yet too interested to turn away. The blue of her eyes was matched by the color of the linen gown she wore. Around her neck a dandelion chain dangled like a cable of rich gold. 1 With a sudden movement she lifted the latter, breaking off a part of It and fastening it Into n wreath. Again she hesitated. Then, with her nnderlip held between her teeth In a way that abowed two very merry dimples, she CaPtCMcTtayplyli rOWi ^mTngvel ope, scrawled something on nn unused sheet and tore It off. Almost holding her breath, she tiptoed nearer. He was sleeping very heavily. The scrap of paper she had twisted Into the wrenth. At last s^ie stood within an arm's length of his head. She listened excitedly, but the long, even breaths reassured her. Slowly she bent over; lower and lower the wreath descended until it rested on the crisp dark hair. With ihe braced air of a person who feels that ho is likely to be shot ht any moment she straightened up and waited, but he did not move. Then, with a last ndmirlng glance, for he looked like a veritable flower crowned god now, she fled back along the path and In a moment had disappeared in the woods. Trenhatn woke from a slumber so deep that his very Identity was lost. I^ong, lazy shadows darkened the swnrd about him. Who?what?where? Something pressed upon ids forehead, nnd Instinctively his hand went up, his fingers groping engerly for some meaning in the soft, damp mass thnt met their touch. Then they closed upon the object nnd brought it around where his eyes could help. lie stared at It In silence for n mo I mcnt. "Crowned, l?y Jove!" wus his dazed exclamation when lie at Inst found speech. The scrap of paper caught Ills eye, and-he detached it, smoothed it out and looked at it with absorbed curiosity. "I salute thee, great Pan," was scribbled thereon In a girlish hand. And at the words a light dawned upon lilm. Who was she. and what was she like? How strange that she, too, should have been thrilled with the same weird sense of the nearness of pagan gods! The dandelions were curling up like tired children, but Trenhntn carried the wreath home as carefully as If it had been of the flowers of Kden, and he smoked many pipes that night in the soft gloom of Norton's roomy porch, wondering how and when and where they would meet and whether her eyes were blue or gray and whether she was tall or short, dark or fair, his lady of dreams. Afterward he plumed himself upon having recognized her instantly, though If the truth were known it required no great perspicuity. Asked to dinner by the Stantons?the nearest neighbors, though three miles away?be had accepted on the chance of getting some clew to the young lady, j And lie did. At the sight of him the only other guest, a young woman with the bluest of eyes, gave a startled but pleased look that flashed into her eyes and out again so quickly that he would scarce have been sure save for the slight, flush Hint hacked up his theory. Later on it transpired that she was the ' one girl in the neighborhood, and matrons, Trenhntn shrewdly argued, would scarcely l>e up to such pranks or even lutiiaiuii in me grinii gou fail. , For tlio rest there arc people who are still scandalized when they remember the queeroess of the Trenham-Duko wedding. It toik place In sylvan style a yenr Inter 011 the knoll overlooking the river, and the bride wore?enn you believe It??:i wreath of dandelions. j A Popular Target. ! During the fnmous Fenian raids in the seventies of tlie last century Colonel Albert Clarke of Boston went to the Fenian camp near the Canadian border. The camp of the Canadian ( troops wns but a short distance away, i One day Clarke, wearing a iiglit colored stovepipe hat, was strolling along j through the fields a mile or so from , camp. Suddeuly the report of a rifle , rang out, and his hat fell to the ground. Clarke picked it up and jammed It down more tightly over his head. Another report sounded In the opposite db rectlou, and Clarke then realized that I mm9 um%> if ?tn iuu tuuoc hi iuc anug. ne i started to run and the bullets began to fly thicker and faster. When, after a ! hard run, he reached a piece of woods | that afforded shelter he looked at his I new tile, and to his dismay It was a total wreck. There were all of twenty ; bullet holes in it, but not one struck its owner. The sharpshooters of both the opposing forces had been amusing themselves. at the expense of the editor's headgear.?St. Louis Republic. Defended Hie Theology. A colored Virginia preacher announc-ed one Sunduy morning: "Broddern an* sistern, I shall discourse dls mornin' on de power of de miracle, an' I am gwine ter take as example de : chillern of Isreal a-crossiu' of de Red | sen. Der wus Moses on de brink of I de sea, an' right bebln' him wus de | army of Pbarol). An' all at once'st, I breddern, de sea froze over es solid es a rock, an' de cbillern an' Moses walked across." In the congregation were some young negroes who had been to college and whose orthodoxy had been , slightly warped. One of them arose I and said, "Why, parson, that can't be ; possible, 'causo the geographies tell us that water don't freeze at the equator." i The old mun hesitated a moment and 1 then replied scornfully: "I Jest knowed one of you yonng niggers wus gwine ter dispute de work of de Lawd. Young man, when tbo Red sea froze der i warn't >? ?1 - " | wwmmmmm ? UV (|CV0ia|IUJ H11 UCl" WttTU I DO equator." Wllllaa < Sell Oat. | The mayor of New York walked dpwitthesteps of the city ball the oth. er oven nig and bought a paper from a newsboy. While waiting bla change . .he said, "Well, my little man, how ia business today?' The little merchant looked up and answered, "On de bum!" The mayor thought for a moment and Anally said: "Keep at It, my little man. You bare a chance to become the president some day." The little fellow answered Immediately, "Drt rolgbt be ao, toot JDl atfll n>o -cbgpooe fx it m&e) j'li^f uj#r 1 L''hASfaivwt :SSmiiSSSBKSa^SE^L | A A I Humor and Philosophy By DUNCAN M. SMITH , Copyright. 1904. by I)unci:n M. Smith. J 11 PERT PARAGRAPHS. s A t| I It would be u menu trick on a man tl | for bis wife to rig up a wood sawing attachment to Ids exerciser. ii I n ! A girl does not mind it so much . v when her lover keeps her waiting If he tl was earning a few dollars while he was , a detained. j a ? o f'Nti too w/?AP- ) j Some people lire so elieny anil calloused In their cheapness that you enu u buy them for a cent's worth of,any- ii tiling and then can't give 'em away. v ? h A red headed man may or may not c he as bright as he looks. o s A hen is not a good business lady or t she would lay all of her eggs In the h i winter, wlioii'the price is high. e ? f Good looks do not go far with n 3 i t per cent money lender. s ? t The cowboy is becoming an extinct 1 species, although lie carries any num- i ber of guns. c ? ii 11 Is an ill wind that helps nobody, x When a man buys a gold brick it does x : ids neighbors a world of good. t _ o Ail old bachelor's opinions on mur- t J rlago are about as valuable as a set- f ting hen's on music. <3 _ ( The powder on u woman's face is a clear confession that' she isn't what she used to he. - 1 The country's greatest danger lies in I the fact that there are so many men trying to save it. I c { 1 In addition to heing blind, Justice, < sad to say, is also quite lame at times. \ J 1 1 I .off'if** L?1* Enough. vk "Have you heard B I | . the latest story?" j t J [ "Is It any l?isr ! ? lyS. ^ OX,,, than the one my t 11/ ^ ^UI8*,nn<' 'old me t fyI when he came J 1,on,e nt 2:30 this , j morning?" I Keeping Busy. J. The surge of the wind In the frozen Btreet , Is strong ns the tide of the sea; The sharp, steely points of the icy sleet I f Are piercing as piercing can be. ! ( I gather my strength and my courage thin * And tackle a job that I hate like sin. < The storm king has swept, in his anger bold. ' The snows of a thousand long years. I Has burled my sidewalk In crystals cold, f Has heaped 'em clear up to my ears, . Has drifted and he. ;>cd them horribly , high. ' The man who must clear "em away is I. < No tramp heaves in sight to be bribed to . work, No urchin appeals for the Job; 1 My neighbors. I'm sure, would not let me i shirk; . They simply would call mo a slob If I should allow any snow to stay. And so I must shovel it all away. < As fast as I clear off the confounded ? stuff I * The blizzard just slips In behind | t And banks up the rear with snowdrifts enough To drive a man out of his mind. I'd rather reside in a flat with Its woes Than live In a house of my own?when It ] snows. I Wanted a Steady job. , "Do you think the doctor can cure ? her?" , "He uiny help her, but he has too f good n business head to completely , cure a lady with as much money as ] be has." , < Owed on It. < Her face was her fortune, I But, looking, you'd bet ( At once that the lady . Was deeply In debt. His Class. \ "He took three prizes at the fat stock how." "What was he entered In? The hog department?" Too Strong. "Is your daughter going to marry the college student that Is paying attention to her?" "Not mnoll Vrtll l>at ?!?? ' wvv DUC UVUOU L lliAl* 1 ry any man I can't lick." A Business Head. Though Innocent Qfn ^QF 1 and free from Xsp MjA I *"" /IN /i4 Tha actreea I A ygn J It { may appear. f-A |^\ The man who 3 ,/t\ IH J I teal i her "/?/ Im diamonds f | Zs hired by the w , Good Sign, i < "The l?4y mturt bo his wl/a." "Wfcyr J AARKS OF ILLNESS ON NAILS ' low Accident and Great Mrnlnl Am* gotih Are Alao Indicated. "One who makes n close study of nger nails will llnd many curlouti ' hlugs about t! em to excite I is won- ; or and luterest," says an expert on ucb matters, "but none ino:*e so than lie stories of physical condition told In heir growth. "You kuow that the nail of i person l good health grows at t!:e rate of ! bout one-sixteenth of an inch each reek?slightly more than uiany autioritics believe?but during Illness or ftcr an accident or during times of lentttl depression this growth is not nly affected and retarded so far as s length Is concerned, but also as reards its thickness. The very sliglitst Illness will thus leave an iudelible lark on the nails which may be rendly detected as the nail grows out. If ne has a sudden attuck, such as acute heumatlsin, which sends the tempcrture bounding upward to 104 or 105 j rltliln the space of two or three hours, t will be found on the nails, indicating he difference In thickness of growth etween the time when health was en- , oyed and the thin growth of the 111 peiod. 'Tf the illness Is one that comes grndnlly. like typhoid fever, for example, ustcad of a ridge a gentle incline ' rill appear on the uuils. Should one j mve an nrm broken the thick ridge I an be seen only on the fingers of the I lie bund, but In all cases of general I Ickness the ridge or slope appeal's on ' he fingers of both hands. When one ins passed through n period of extreme xeitemont or mental depression, the act will be imprinted on the nails ei- ! her with an nbrupt edge or a gentle lope, according to tlie ncuteness of he mental influence. "In no instance can the marks of illless, accident or mental condition be learly seen on the nail until after the irowtli has carried the line beyond the vhite or half moon portion of it, but a reek or two subsequent to any of these bings the ridge or slope may be found m the nails, usually readily visible to be eyes, but if not the mark may be ouud by running the tip of the finger lown any of the nails."?St. Louis Jlobe-Pemocrnt. STRANGE CHECKS. Clie Odd Annortment Collected by . One Ilank Ulork. A torn linen collar. <f piece of lath, a 1 uff and a half dozen other odd obects hung above the bank clerk's desk. "My collection of queer checks," the oung man said. "Each of those things s a check. Each was duly honored. Sacli has a story. "1 have been collecting queCr checks ' or three years. That piece o' lath itarted me. A western hank houored , ha lath for $250. It was made out as i check by the owner of a sawmill, who vas out at the plant with his son, thlry miles from any house, and totally ivlthout paper, let alone a check book. The money was needed to pay off the lands. The sawmiller wrote on the nth jpst what a check correctly druwn ins on it, aud he sent liis son in to the lank to get the money nud to explain. The Intli check was honored after some li8CUSSion ninoncr flip liiink's ntHppra "The cuff .check was drawn by an ictor who had become slightly intoxijated, got Into a fight and been arrestjd. He was treated cavalierly in his jell. They wouldn't give him any paler, and he bribed a boy to take the jheck to a bank. The boy got the lioney, and with it the actor paid his ine. Otherwise he'd have been jailed 'or ten days. Thus the cuff check may >e said to have saved a man from pris>n. "The check written on that linen colar won a bet of $5. A man bet a wonan that a check made on a collar would be cashed, and of course he won Ills bet. "Your bank, If you carry a good acjount, will honor the most freaky jhecks you can draw up. In such moncey business, though, It won't encourige you."?Chicago Chronicle. Kve'ii Apple. A botanical friend showed me not ong since what he said was the ap?le that must have temnted Eve In fvliat was surely a tropical fruit garlen. It was a little bit of on oriental :rab, about a third of an lucb in dlimeter, and, of course, it was bitterly sour! My philosophizing friend pointid out that, of course, the fruits in Eden were the naturul "wild" fruits, md be was wondering whether the fall it mankind would not have been aciterated if the attracting tree bftd i>een hung with a fair crop of -the tempting golden or crimson varieties of today.?Country Life In America. The Opposite War. He was a Rhodes scholar at Oxford. He had come from Germany and was receiving his first lessons in rowing. "Back water," said the coach. The Serman did not understand. The coach explained that it meant to nse his oar "In the opposite way," and the Rhodes man followed instructions to the letter us nearly as he understood. He lifted tils oar from the rowlock and put the handle into the water. As Always. What is your occupation, may 1 | ask?" Inquired the passenger with the ikullcap. "Map maker," said the passenger in Fhn 1 C* llnnn i>uv avriajs uucu lllOlO(? "Publisher, eh?" "No; soldier."?Chicago Tribune. PrcMrvUK tke Spell. Nell?He seems to be devoted to yon. Belle?Yes. Nell?Why don't you marry him? Belle?Oh. I like to have him levoted to me.?Philadelphia Ledger. , Oblivion is the flower that grows : Humor and Philosophy By DUNCAN M. SMITH ,, 4 Copyright. 1304, by Duncan M. Smith. GOOD RESOLUTIONS. On Now Year's day wo all swear off, No matter though the ladles scoff. No more for us the brimming wine Or other follies In that line; Down virtue's path we gayly start Perched high upon the water cart. Wo see the folly of our ways And swear that all our futuro days Shall be on lines quite different cast From those that marked our wabbly past; In fact, wo rather think that wo May buy a halo, c. o. d. How virtuous Is simple man In contemplation! Then this plan Moves forward without Jailor hitch, Avoiding every rut and ditch. Ho doesn't for a moment think He'll ever take another drink. Ah, well, it Is a story old! About a weok of it will hold Tho average man who turns a leaf; Ere many days he comes to grief; He throws tho throttle open wide And drinks enough to feaze the tide. But though poor man docs not make good, It mtv^fus well be understood That-*?'A trying helps a bit. For just a single week of it. Though failing later, makes him learn. And he hus charity to burn. Virtue In Prunes. It is hanl for us to believe that tho humble, unobtrusive prune is one of the heultliicst of fruits, and yet the doetor assures us that it is. It is for the lofty and noble inirpose of Increasing the health of her boarders and not for the sordid reason that they cost less CSgL * h n n peaches Lp? and ereani that V# the landlady / 1 * makes such a ( \AJX specialty of "kes to 7/\\ see her board/(// \ \ / [ \\ crs abounding IHi \ \ LJ Vj 'n health that of they may be strong to eat and digest the other articles of fo<^ that adorn her modest board. The landlady is a philanthropist in disguise, but tlio disguise is so clever that few ever penetrate it. But, speaking of prunes being healthy, haven't you ever noticed that after you have eaten heartily of tlieiu three times a day you feel as though you could go out and lick a policeman? Physical Inability. "I think that Brown has a streak of mental obliquity." "Why do you think so?" "Asked him the other day when he was going to hand me that ten that he owes me, and he replied that he has sprained both wrists and is not able to do any manual labor Just now." The Wise Worm. I hate to arise in the morning; I really do, Indeed, Because I always like to feel The early bird lias had his meal Beforo upon the scene I steal To worm my way Into the deal And get the stuff I need. The First One. "Is he original?" "You cnu judge for yourself, lie had his picture taken and didn't say anything about breaking tbe camera." ? A Fiphtinor Man. "He is the hero of two wars." "Civil and Mexican?" "No; Cuban and matrimony." PERT PARAGRAPHS. When culled into court on n breach of promise case, the ready letter writer understands why the wise man makes love with his eyes. Peanut peddlers look on the police as a sort of necessary evil. It does seem at times as though the fool killer was most shamefully neglecting his work. While the mikado writes poetry, he is not a true poet, for he has never had the thrill that comes with a return slip from a publisher declining, with thanks. While Christmas comes but once ft year, we may be thankful that pay day drops around oftener. A man can always boo the point of his own jokes without putting on specs. It is a mighty doubtful compliment to tell a man that he is a good judge of whisky. One of the bets that a wise man will overlook is a bet on a sure tip on a horse race. More men would swear off on Jan. 1 if they could do it by proxy or by issuing orders to the hired man. No man can realise how the modern health faddists would look askance at the pies his mother used to make. A*. A check has no literary merit, yet the magasine editors are always more than n'mimi to accent It REVEALED TH^ TRU i . How the Kacte In n Will Forge. , Cum Were Broaght Oof. ?? Iu liis capacity as judge Lord Brampton always insisted on the imperative demand that every case should be investigated in its minutest details. Upon small points the great issue of a case depends. As exemplifying this Lord Brampton cites a curious case thnt came before liim on the western circuit: "A solicitor was charged with forging the will of a lady, which devised to him a considerable amount of her property, but as the case proceeded it became clour to me that the will was signed after the lady's death and then with a dry pen held in the hand of the deceased by the accused himself while he guided it over a signature which he had craftily forged. A woman was present when this was done, and as she had attested the execution of the will she was n necessary witness for the prisoner, and In examination In chief she was very clear indeed that It wns by the hand of the deceased that the will was signed and that she herself had seen the deceased sign it. Suspicion only existed as to what the real facts were until this woman went into the box, and then a scene highly dramatic occurred in her cross examination. After getting an admission that the will was signed in the bed, with the prisoner near by, the woman was asked: " 'Did be put the pen into her hand?' ?Yes." " 'And nssi3t her while she slgued the will?' " 'Yes.' " 'IIow did ho assist her?' " 'By raising licr in the bed and supporting her when he had raised her.' " 'Did ho guide her hand?' " 'No.' " 'Did he touch her hand at nil?' " 'I think he did just touch her hand.' "'When he did touch her hand was she dead?' "At tliis last question the woman turned terribly pale, was seen to falter and fell in n swoon on the ground k aud so revenled the truth, which she had come to deuy."?I.ondou Mn\l. RICE TABLE. The Principal Dlnh at the Midday Meal In Java. In Java, as in most really warm countries, it is customary to rise early and < to take a cup of tea or coffee, together with a biscuit and some fruit, immediately on leaviug one's bed. This is followed by a more substantial breakfast, but the first really serious meal is served at half past 12 o'clock and is the equivalent of the French "dejeuner a la fourchette" or the Anglo-Indian tiffin. This meal is called rice table? "rystafel"?from the principal dish, a very elaborate curry, in the preparation of which the Malay cooks are especially skillful. Tho peculiarity of the rice table consists in the number and variety of dishes presented. From these dishes ttio guest has to select tbe materials which, together with the rice upon the soup plate before him, are to const!* tute his curry. It is also as well to know beforehand that oife is not required to lunch solely on curry, but that the rice table is succeeded by courses of ordinary luncheon dishes. It is a case, therefore, of "embarras de ( rlchesses." \ The second danger is that of making up one's curry "not wisely, but too well," and leaving neither appetite nor capacity for the beefsteak or for any of the other solid dishes which subsequently appear and which under these circumstances only produco a feeling of mingled horror and consternation. It is then that one suddenly realizes that the rice table is merely a sort of tremendous "liors d'oeuvre." There are two dangers to be avoided. In the ilrst place, It Is quite possible, In spite of the number of the dishes presented singly, to sny nothing of an octagonal tray containing a separate chutney in ench of its nine compartments, to get no lunch nt all, for nothing is easier than after saying "neln" to a succession of frivolous compounds to dismiss the one solid and palatable dish.?Pearson's. Think: Straight. It would be Impossible for a lawyer to make u reputation In his profession while continually thinking: about Jnedicine or engineering. lie must think about law and must study andibecome N thoroughly Imbued with its principles. \ It is unscientific to expect tjv attain V excellence or ability enough ko gain distinction in any particular lliae while holding the mind upon and continually contemplating something radically different.?8uccess. I Sign ot the Gamble^ J When you see a man ext&sslveljr hlncd up, new overcoat, new hat, .tefcgpBff trousers painfully creased, shoes that reflect linnges of the surroundings; . when you see him enter a car, throw the tall of his coat up his backl before jfl ' dropping Into n seat, stretch l^ut his Iok?, jerk up his trousers and begin to Jy clean bis nails, it Is safe to bet f l>OOOrf|KLj?^ 000 be is a successful gambl^n?Nsw^^BBftfej York Press. Y' ' A Hard Taalc. > MIdcret?The fat lnriv snva h?S ?<V"' _y3s^E. bard time making both ends meet 'SfiE ' Giasseater?Was sbe in debt when afe'^'Sbfe said that? Midget?No, she was} tryiifc to put on her belt.?Chicago Ne^n. HI? Lack Cbaaged, "John," sbe said reproachfully aij^^UEUt.A came home at 2 a. m., "yon havA out again." "No, my dear, 'pon honor. Forgiveness is a woman's pHvJflJHmftHHr' is it not? And to need it is a maSwB * ** Use tries Banm-M&swaU^ /vJ . , '/**.