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Austra- .\':u' with a. whole ‘1.» Sink all to W...“ left for To- :r r spend a few ._ t ls of English- South VVelling- 11v for Mr. Hugh hools. as conduc- ars ago. made it speaking Catho- school districts glish China, .)d 5 French (3 ut Glass, at nr and son be- r the training 31.111. )0 loyal to h Labointe In new In was Bishop mosa- {_,}01d, E has 5th, treat Port As Hun Paper Tells Truth About Wolff’s “The Wodt‘ bureau is hopelessly un- able to do the work expected of it, but this is no reason why our world journals should feel themselves com- pelled to print the most idiotic tele- grams of the bureau and inflict them in heacv type on their unfortunate readers." says the Munich (Bavaria) Post. “Several times every week we receive from Zurich and Bern tele- 21111113 from Wolff‘s agents there. Post. “Several times every weex we receive from Zurich and Bern tele- grams from Wolff‘s agents there. The-57v messages are carefully selected extracts from certain Swiss journals, which in Bern and Zurich do not en- joy any authority. The same applies :4. the Wolff despatches from Holland. The "Swiss news comes with official authority, c ml in pious awe it is print- ed by the great German journals. As a rule the despatches are the most foolish and iinpudent lies which it is possible to conceive. And always, no latter whether it is a telegram that tells us of Italians being bribed with n'xllliards by John Bull or of the march at 100,000 Italian soldiers through Sm itzerland to France. or the invented {lit-tum of some statesmen of the En- {t-Z'Lte, Wolff adopts it and the ‘great’ German press prints it. 1". 1m PAGE SIX. Engl's‘n tr """ .Eler writes: The hotels in 1?. 1:41a are greatly over- C10 «(10d 11v zuugees from Poland and the other ....'1:':ones. 1" the wise turner is m: wt 10 engages rooms a? 12151: “.1621 before}.1and and, if 90: ssible, through friends. In Petro- .‘eri 11 is 11,2pa1'ent that _1t1e supply 10 0111‘ cause a? Ira-,5? :: \we‘zt beforehand. and, if possible, through friends. In Petro- ;."‘;:ti i is. apparent that the supply t: rota-ti as weil as of fuel is irregular, send in many cases insufficient. This is {mostly due to the lack of railways in: there is plenty of food in this enor- mous country. but the difficulties in the way of transporting it from the often remote places seem to be aimost insurmountable. nation ead Where Princes Are “Henry" King Albert’s son Leopold, who is going to Eton, is called simply “Leo- pold" by his schoolmates. Eton boys call the King’s third son, who is at Eton, plain “Henry." This is a point levelling effect on noble and tltbd Scholars. Even Prince Henry, for example, has had to do ma share of far back as 1386 Portugal, which ' been a Republic since October 1910, entered into its first treaty 1 Great Britain. Under the present 3: Britain is pledged to defend[ 1:31 in case of an attack in re-; [or certain coaling and harbor. ties. When war broke out, Portu- Jii’ered Britain an expeditionary s for Flanders. rtugal has a population of close: 6.000.000 and a peace army of men. When fully mobilized” :'. er, it should consist of a quarter . million men of the first andi ....‘ -.. ._.... ,. “faggmz. 9' don IA .Layu rr-vâ€"v... it is quite certain that were “70le t egraph from London that As- '11 and Grey 11-1.3. learned German 'retly and that they sang every 1.; £21g 2-.t breakfast, ‘Heil dir im .,; :hmarfl or flun.the news had (1 from Home that the F1 eemasons ihihedt he Pope. the great’ German .88. the instructors of the nation,’ u‘d print it right honestly, with Law type. What an unsurpassable tion cfi thinkers Y'e are in regard our press. GEREfiM-éY’S LIE BUREAU The .1: 1“ DD -- â€"-v~ _ German Cameroons reached Lon. Poverty Amid Plenty PORTUGAL fruits of the coqqups} 0t For Once Over the Fence. N no mood to approve of anything introduced by Fanchon she had scornfully refused from the first to dance the new “step” and be- cause of its bonfire Impularity found herself neglected in a society u here she had reigned as beauty and belle. Faithless i’enrod, dazed by the sweep- ing I an 11ml. had utterly forgotten the ambel curls. He had not once asked Marjorie to (lance ill afternoon the light oi imli; nation had been growing I brighter in her eyes, though Maurice Igor} ' s defectio 1 to the la (1y from New York had not ianned this flame. From the moment Fanchon had whispered fair iliarlv in Penrod’s ear and Penrod had blushed Marjorie had been occu- pied exclusively with resentment against that guilty pair. It seemed to her that Penrod had no right to allow a strange girl to whisper in his ear, that his blushing when the strange girl didv it was atrocious and that the strange girl herself ought to be ar- rested. ‘ Forgotten by the merrymakers, Mar- jorie stood alone upon the lawn, clinch- ing her small lists. watching the new dance at its high tide and hating it with a hatred that made every inch of her tremble. And; perhaps because jealousy is a great awakener of the virtues. she had a perception of some thing in it worse than lack of dignityâ€" something vaguely but outrageously reprehensible. Finally when Penrod brushed by her, touched her with his elbow and did not even see her, Marjo- rie’s state of mind (not unmingled with emotion) became dangerous. In fact, a trained nurse chancing to observe her at this juncture would probably have advised that she be taken home and put to bed. Marjorie was on the verge of hysterics. She saw Fanchon and Penrod assume the double embrace required by the dance. The “Slingo Sligo Slide” burst from the orchestra like the lunatic shriek of a 'gin maddened negro, and all the little couples began to hob and dip and sway. Marjorie made a scene. She sprang upon the platform and stamped her foot “Penrod Schofield!” she shouted. "You BEHAVE yourself!” The remarkable girl took Penrod by the ear. By his ear she swung him away from Fanchon and faced him to- ward the lawn. “You march straight out of here!” she commanded. Penrod marched. He was stunned; obeyed automatical- ly without question and had very little realization of What was happening to him. Altogether and Without reason he was in precisely the condition of an elderly spouse detected in flagrant mis- behavior. Marjorie similarly was in precisely the condition of the party who detects such misbehavior. It may be added that she had acted with a promptness, a decision and a disregard of social consequences all to be com- mended to the attention of ladies in like predicament. “You ought to be ashamed of your- self!” she raged when they reached the lawn. “Aren’t you ashamed of your- self ‘3" “What for?” he inquired helplessly. “You be quiet!” “But What’d I do, Marjorie? I haven’t done anything to you,” he pleaded. “I haven t even seen you all aftern” â€" u“! vâ€" v “You be quiet!” vshe cried. tears fill- mg her eyes. “Keep still. you ugly boy! Shut up 1” She slapped him. He should have understood from this how much she cared for him. but he mhbed his cheek and declared rue- His mother, his sister Margaret and their grownup friends had finished their tea and were approaching from the house. Other parents and guar- dians were with them. coming for their children, and there were carriages and automobiles waiting in the street. But the “Slingo Slide” went on regard- I “w. The group of grown up people hesi- tated and came to a halt. gazing at the pavilion. C' “What are they doing?" gasped Mrs. Williams, blushing deeply. “What is it? What is it?” “W'hat is it?” Mrs. Gelbralth echoed in a frightened whisper. “What”â€" iiAA “They’ré tarâ€"1goingâ€"l” cried Margaret Schofield. “or bunny bugging or grizzly bearing or”â€"- ~ “I’ll never speak to, you again !” “You will too!” she sobbed passion. “I will not!” He turned to leave her, but paused. CHAPTER XXI”. c\\\\\“,‘1‘"WU/Inn“ M! m 1 x! “Of course it u Mrs. Schofield an h 1281' lord an accom E: was every bit 1‘. vxtrmrdinnry chilt (311181. demure littl “They’re only turkey trotting," said Robert Williams. With fearful outcries the mothers. aunts and sisters Flushed upon the pa- vilion. l '. He snapped the rubbers absently They held fast. and his next impulse : was entirely irresistible. He found a ! shapely stone, titted it to the leather ; and drew back the ancient catapult : for a shot. A sparrow hOpped upon U ’nd M3126" \x. z~ Hr" w: 1V 1,“: rm; (3.,- ing it ”Elie onlv one to refuse. All the others W ere” â€" “Every one!" she returned trium phantly. “Even Georgie Bassett!" “Well.” said Mr. Schofield. patting her on the shoulder, “I guess We can hold up our head: at last.” Penrod was out in the yard staring at the empty marquee. The sun was on the horizon line. so far behind the hack fence. and a western window of the house blazed in gold unbearable to the eye. His day was nearly over. He sighed and took from the inside pocket of his new jacket the “slingâ€" shot” Aunt Sarah Grim had given him that morniu". a branch between him and the house, and be aimed at the sparrow, but the reflection from the dazzling Window struck in his eyes as he loosed the leather. ean when she oko of huw X1 He missed the sparrow. but not the window. There was a loud crash, and to his horror he caught a glimpse of his father, stricken in midshaving, ducking a shower of broken glass, glittering razor flourishing wildly. Words crashed with the glass, sten- torian. words. fragmentary. but col- lossal. Penrod stood petrified, a broken sling in his hand. He could hear his parent's booming descent of the back stairs. instant and furious. and then. He Missed the Sparrow, but Not the Window. red hot above white lather, Mr. Scho- field burst out of the kitchen door and hurled forth upon his son. “What do you mean?” he demanded. shaking Penrod by the shoulder. “Ten minums ago, for the very first time in our lives, your mother and I were saying we were proud of you, and here you go sud throw a_ rockfigt p 1 never sav- (I '11)] k0 \\\‘lll’mmnmm t1 h f! 1‘1' . u THE DURHAM CHRONICLE. drea she 'I. SHIT IGI‘. Y‘QI 0 I! 1. h 9 1') me through the Window when I’m shaving for dinner!” “I didn‘t!” Penrod (wavered. “I was shoofing at a sparrow, and the sun got in my eyes, and the sling broke”â€" “What sling?" “This’n.” “Where’d you get that devilish thing? Don't you know I’ve forbidden you a thousand times”;- “It ain’t mine.” said Penrod. “It’s yours." “What?" “Yes. sir,” said the boy meekly. "Aunt Sarah Crim gave it to me this morning and told me to give it back to you. She said she took it away from you thirty-five years ago. You killed her hen. she said She told me some more to tell you. but I’ve for- gotten." “Oh!” said Mr. Schofield. He took the broken sling in his hand. looked at it long and thoughtfully. and he looked longer. and quite as thought- fully, at Penrod. Then he turned away and walked toward the house. “I’m sorry. papa.“ said Penrod. .‘.lr. Schofield coughed. and as he reached the door called back. but with- out climbed icallj; wistful. 01d, scraggly dog, sat in the grass, gazing seeking-1y up at him. The last shaft of sunshine of that day fell graciously and like a blessing upon the boy sitting on the fence. Years afterward a quiet sunset would recall to him sometimes the gentle evening of his twelfth birthday and 1t tui'niug his head. “Never mind. little boy recall to him sometimes the gentle eveniig of his twelfth birthday and bring him the picture of his boy self sitting in rosy life upon the fence, gaz- ing pensively down upon his wistful, scraggly, little old dog Duke. But something else, surpassing, he would remember of that hour, for in the side street close by a pink skirt flickered from behind a shade tree to the shelter of the fence. There was a gleam of amber curls, and i’enrod started as something like a tiny White Wing flut- tered by his head, and there came to his ears the sound of a light laugh and of light footsteps departing, the laughâ€" ter tremulous. the footsteps fleet. (‘I't A slight In the grass between Duke’s fore- paws there lay a white note folded in the shape of a cocked hat, and the sun sent forth a final amazing glory as Penrod opened it and read, “Your my bow.” Somewhat Different. “This question Whether a word should have its adverbial or its adjec- tive form seems to me to have little to do with the sense. Now. what is the difference between talking loud and talking loudly ‘3" “No difference,” replied the pedagog- ical friend. “Bnt look here. For a large fee you give legal advice freely, but you don’t give it free. I think that will retain you for awhile.” (is \V No Rebate. When Adelina I’atti visited Madrid one time in company with her hus- band. Signor Nicolini, who thought himself a tenor singer, there was an effort to engage the noted artist for an especial occasion. The opera. director asked Patti: “How much will you charge us it you and your honored husband appear on this occasion for one night?” “Ten thousand francs, sir.” "And how much if you come Without nt the Signor, madame?” “Ten thousand f1 ancs.” hen he 11: d down t1 Pride Taken Down. If there was one thing more than another that he prided himself on, it “I can never get a dress coat really to fit,” he said to his partner. as he glanced down at a perfectly made gar- ment, with a hope. of course, that she would at once disclaim the insinuation. «r ” "Look at this thin... “Well. it is atrocious.” she said cool- ly. “But Why not save your money and buy one? It is so much cheaper in the Inn: run than l1iring.”â€"Phi1adel phi a Ledger. “What: do you think of old Uncne re» ter devising all his money for the erec- mains?’ said the first needy relative. “Awful!” replied the second. “It’s just a willful waste." “Huh! I call it a wasteful will.” anything but trouble. and that’s ever had to lend” Kindred Spirits» “You and Grumr) seem to get he )9 X 1‘“ turns with 0U )1 n 1 1'0 fl THE END. It Was Both. )1": G 'd to th 1nd 9:”: O W t \\' 0 Hem'od wan- e back fence. r in reverie H' bf old Uncle Pe A broken T‘Hf Ill‘iul‘ui .‘xlmn‘ rm ”(1. S ‘A I. I The Busy Woman. “Is she a woman of affairs?’ “Yesâ€"everybody's. She's the neigh- borhood gossip.”â€"â€"J udge. Not Mentioned. "Sir, I come of a long family line." “And I’ll bet it has had plenty of rope in it too.”â€"Exchange. Explained. The reason women cry at a wedding is because they know that all men are alikeâ€"Detroit Free Press. Taking Steps. Patienceâ€"Can't Peggy dance? Patrice â€"â€"We11, she’s taking steps to learn.â€" Yonkers Statesman. Smart Set. Dollyâ€"My new 5‘ tomorrow. Mollyâ€"' New York Herald. ThelJnfit “What a pessimist he is!” "Yes, indeed. Even misery shuns his company.”â€"-Detroit Free Press. One Dangen Optimistâ€"The world owes me a liv- ing. Pessimistâ€"Looi; out that it doesn’t declare a moratorium.-â€"Judge. Mean Question. “I am desperately in love and gaged." “Same girl?”-â€"Browning‘s Mi: Swedish motm their child's first this brings futun The gray wolf of hardest animal to in five to cattle. A Busy Volcano. Mount Sungay, a volcano in South America, has been in constant eruption since 1728. “Money 13 the root of all evil,” and :afting doesn’t improve the fruit.â€" w¢¢¢oo¢o¢oo¢¢.ooooooooooo.99¢oooooooooooooooooooooo- 000.990QOOOOOOOOOOOQOOOOQQQ OQQQQQOQOQQOOQOOQOQOQOzz p 0 ¢¢¢¢¢+¢¢¢§¢®¢¢§¢¢¢¢¢¢¢O69¢»¢¢¢9§6960¢006990000¢§o Oppnsiie the Old Stand The ONTARIO WIND ENGINE -m and PUMP COMPANY Montana's Special Prices on Feed We have a stock 01 Yellow Com on hand that we are selling at $1.65 per 100 lbs. in ton lots. Between the Acts. 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The Rob Roy Cereal Mills Co. 1eaper Financial. f» S uit will be finished Tailor or divorce?â€" Wéulth ray Wchs Cu: ALL MUST BE SOLD 3101 PHONES :‘s Magazine. nt..na is the IIt is destruc- money into Than the Cheapest ievi S. SCOTT of Dry (ionds including. fiamwllets. nds. men’s underwent. ladies under- and overalls. gringhums. nmslins and W. D. Connor Durham - On am en- Oatmeal Millers. that Manufacture the Cheapest and the Bes t P u m pin g Outfit 0n the Market. SAME OLD SYMPATHY PLEA. “How’s this? I thought a lady iUI‘Y Wouldn’t turn a lady crim- inal loose?” “Well, she had the sweetest lit- tle poodle. 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