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At the close of a. wedding breakfast a. guest noted for his blunders rose to his feet. causing keen anxiety to all who knew him. “Ladies and gandemen," he said, “I drink to the health of the brldegroom! May 110‘ see many days like this!" Pussy-Cat, Pussy-Cat. "Pussy-cat. pussy-cat, Where have you beeu?" "Downâ€"hlclâ€"in the cellarâ€" I’ve livedâ€"hiclâ€"like a queen!" "Pussy-cat, pussyâ€"cat, What did you do there?" "Well, I wa’ut eating mice, And the questionâ€"hic!â€"ain't fair!” Radium rays win change 1 diamonds of small value into tinted gems. How the famous wit, Sydney Smith. got hold of the story is not known, but he used it with tremendous effect. Speaking at a meeting against the re- jection of the first Reform Bill of 1831, he compared the Lord's, who had thrown out the people’s Bill, to Dome Partington with her mop trying to push back the Atlantic Ocean. The saying, “Like Dame Partington and her map," is not heard very often nowadays. In November, 1824, a heavy gale drove a high tide into the sea- side cottage of a Mrs. Partington, who lived at Sid‘mouth. When she saw the sea coming in she fetched her mop and labored vainly to mop it up! The farmer's words have passed in- to common speech, and the mythical Mrs. Grundy hos become the censor of morals and the impersonation of prudls-hness. The question: "\Vhat will Mrs. Grundy say?" comes from an old play called “Speed the Plough,” Farmer Ashfleld gets so disgusted with his wife's constant references to Mrs. Grundy, a neighbor, that he breaks out: "Be quiet, wool ye ?” Allus ding- ,dinging Dame Grundy into my ears! What'll Mrs. Grundy zay? What’ll Mrs. Grundy think?” It is said that when Eric, King of Sweden. attacked a. town with a mere handful of soldiers. the citizens in de- rision hung out a goose for them to shoot at. Burt finding that the affair? was no joke they sent heralds to ask} Eric what he really wanted. The King § replied faceti-ously: "What I want is: to cook your goose." l «apt/mm ($3 FLAVOR LAST S Expressions. Cookery ls responsible for many phrases we all use, such as,“I settled his hash," “That cooked his goose," “He got into an awful stew,” “I gave hlm a pretty roasting,” and “He was done brown." After Every Meal agoodthiag to mmemb§r Scaled in “5% ‘35 3"”?! The Origin of Common Ask Your Grocer Ifyou enjoy green tea you will be satis. fled with ncm other b?~'~-m:L â€"â€" Try is today. Many Happy Returns. ISS U E No. 39â€"‘23. A universal custom that benefits every- body. Aids digestion, cleanses the teeth, soothes the throat. change yellowish for a trial package of GREEN TEA emerald The books were bulky and expen- lsive, and the Ieiters lacked the per- lmanence and sharpness essential to [perfect tangibility. These faults not Lbeing remedied, this remarkable in- vention soon sank into disuse, and lit- tle more was heard of it until, in 1804, Dr. Guillie was made director of the Institution. "What death '3” My laugh is My hands That'é All. " Two men were walking along the beach at Brighton when one of them accidentally stumbled against a. child’s pail. “You have just kicl‘ replled the first, with “On the contrary,” “I just turned a little My t My songs that we] So frail they bor Cling to the earth Out of the withe! My; And now I am throughâ€" You’re a good man, yes, But; my heart is a thing You cannot guess. “My dear friend," exclaimed thé other, “I cannot tell you how much I lament your sad death.” You praise me now when It is too lateâ€" Why did you think you could Make me wait? The words that I longed for: Now I am free, Seem foolish and empty And sad to me. Minard's Llnlment‘for Dandruff I scrubbed all your floors As white as snowâ€" You walked ‘upon them And did not know. I twisted a ribbon In my hairâ€"- You looked, but did not know It was there. I baked you a loaf that was Brown and sweetâ€" You never praised what You had to eat. Eventually relief printing made rapid strides until to-day embossed books are so well produced that many thousands of blind persons gain profit and pleasure from them. Dr. Guilli-e revived the printing, and, having modified the letters, began the publication of a series of elementary works. But again most of them were ponderous and expensive to produce; yet in spite of this they formed the only literature for the blind. The Institution prospered for some time, but eventually funds diminished, and the scheme looked like collapsing altogether until the French Govern- ment°can1e to the rescue. Such excitement attended the first announcement of the invention that the Royal Institution for Young Blind Persons was established, and the in- ventor himself was placed at its head. Among the books he issued subse- quently were a grammar. a catechism, and small portions ofi‘th-e Church Ser- vice, together With several pieces of music. Before producing his book Hauy ex- perimented with different forms and sizes of letters, with a view to dis- covering the precise shape' lfi' which they could ‘be most readily distinguishâ€" ed by the touch. At length he fixed upon a letter. differing but slightly from the familiar Roman character. Watching a blind pianist in Paris distinguishing the keys of her instru‘ ment by ‘her remarkable sense of touch, so stimulated the inventive genius of Valentin-e Hauy that in 1784 he produced the first book ever print? ed with relief letters for the use of the blind. Be bo Helping the Blind to “See.” T0 CHARMIAN WHAT HE D'ID NOT SEE ody folded tawny wings walk with slow, uncertain feet ady put 01? silken things ~ linen, humble and discreet: ever do yon mean? DI .ois Sey â€"Abigai1 Cresson‘ , UNBORN ked the bucket,’ a laugh. said the other pail." xs butterflies, 1t phantom gold, 1d dare not rise cred wild H46 1 I “Pushed close to the leftâ€"hand wall' ' and parallel to it." “Very close?” the “Touching it.” bem “Under the circumstances could the “TS revolver have been fired so that the} bullet could have taken the course it - di . if held in the right hand?" the “Hardly. Not unless it was held] h I with extreme awkwardness." I “In your judgment, then, the revol-. my ver was fired by a left-handed i person ?” i at .. “That is my opinion." 1 ' The coroner swelled like a turkey; .cock as he waved the attorney to take; ler, ' - ichgxrge raggm. u Lane's'v heart drummed fast. He did not look across the room toward the girl in the blue tailored suit. But he saw her, just as clearly as though his eyes had been fastened on her. The detail that stood out in his imagina- tion was the right arm set in splints and resting in a linen sling suspended from the neck. Temporarin Rose McLean was left- “Did anything peculiar about the wound impress you?” he asked. “Yes. The iprehead of the deceased was powder-marked.” “Showing that the weapon had been fired close to him?” I‘Yes.,’ “Anything else?” “One thing. The bullet slanted into the head toward the right.” “Where was the chair in which the deceased was seated? I mean in what part of_ the room.” The medical witnesses were intro-3 duced next. The police surgeon had reached the apartment at 10.30. The. deceased had come to his death, in his. judgment, from the effect of a bullet out of a .38 calibre revolver fired into his brain. He had been struck a blow on the head by some heavy instrument, but this in “self would probably not have proved fetal. “How long do you think he had been dead when you first saw him?” “Less than an how." Answering questions, the police surgecn gave the technical medical reasons upon which he based this opinion. He described the wound. The coroner washed the backs of his hands with his palms. Observing reporters noticed that he did this whenever he intended taking the ex- amination into his own hands. A tenant at the Paradox Apart- ments was next called to the stand. The assistant district attorney exam- ined him. He brought out only one fact of importanceâ€"that he had seen Cunningham enter the building a few minutes before nine o’clock. the palms. KING.” fi “Or his business with her?” “No. But he seemed, to be annoyed." Mr. Blanton also seemed to be annoy- ed. He had considered not mentioning this appointment, but his conscience would not let him hide it. None the less he resented the need of giving the public mores candal about a fellow club member who was dead. He added an explanation. “My feeling was that it was some business matter being forced on him. He had been at Colâ€" orado Springs during the day and probably had been unable to see the lady earlier." “Did he say so?” Noâ€"o, not exactly." “What did he say to give you that impression?” “I don’t recall his words.” “Or the substance of them?” “No. I had the impression, very strongly.” He was followed by a teller at the Rocky Mountain National Bank. He testified to only two factsâ€"that he knew Cunningham and that the‘ pro- moter had drawn two thousand dollars in bills on ,the day of his death. “Precisely?” “Precisely.” “That will do.” Exit Mr. Blanton from the chair and from the room, very promptly and veljy eagerly. The coroner reproved him tartly. “Please confine your testimony to facts and not to impressions, Mr. Blanton. Do you know at what time Mr. Cun- ningham left the City Club?" “At 8.45.” CHAPTER XI.â€"â€" ( Cont’d.l The first witnesses developed the movements of Cunningham during the evening of the twenty-third. He had dined at the City Club, and had 1811: there after dinner to go to his apert- ment. To a club member dining w1th him he had mentioned an appointment at his rooms with a lady. A rustling wave of excitement SWODt the benches. Those who had ‘come to sek sensations had found their KHSL tnrill. Kirby drew in his breath sharply. He leaned forward, not to sharply. H; miss a word Vas it i have )0 you Tangled Trails possible that the déceased shot himself?" mean. is it possible that he was de is it possible ve tied him t ARE no}; the witness ‘fficers who had (Copyright, Thomas Allen lrprise “About three o’clock on the day be fore that of his death." “Anything occur at that time throw- ing any light on what subsequently oc- curred?” . letter?" “I do not.” The coroner put the tips of his fingers and thumbs together and bal- anced on,the balls of his feet. “Do you happen to know the name of the lady with whom your uncle had an appointment on the night of his death at his rooms?” “No,” answered the Witness curtly: “When was the last time you saw the deceased alive?” handed it to one of the jury IL was read and passed around. The letter was the one the promoter had received fer the Dry Valley ram'hcx' threaten- ing his life if he ever appeared again in that part of the country. “That’s very important,” the prose- cuting attorney said. “Have you com- municated the information to the police?” L “Yes.” “You do not know who wrote the “I notice that the letter is post- marked Denver," Cunningham sug- gested. “Whoever malled it must have been in phe cityrat the time.” "He was a man of positive opinions. Necessarily there were people who did not like him.” “Active enemies?” ‘ In a business sense. yes.” “But not in a personal sense?” “I do not know of any. He may have had them. In going through his desk at the ‘office I found a letter. Here it is.” The fat little coroner hustled for- ward, took the letter, and read it. He “What is the gentleman’s name,5 Mr. Cunningham?” l “Kirby Lane.” “Will you point his out?" James did so. - , The lawyer faced the crowded‘ benches. “I’ll ask Mr. Lane to step! forward and take a seat near theI front. I may want to ask him a few questions later." Kirby rose and came forward. “To your knowledge, Mr. Cunning-In ham, had your uncle any enemies?" asked the attorney, continuing his ex- amination. “Yes.” ‘The monosyiléble fell re- luctantly. “Where?” “In Denver." “Not in this court-room?” “Yes.” is “:31; the pggsLeLntrrfibflé-nvf?” Cunningham hesitated, for just the blinking of an eye. He did not Want to bring Kirby into his testimony if he could help it. That might ultimate- ly lead to his arrest. “He had one other nephew.” “Living in Denver?” ([Nol” “Where?” L L “Somewhere in Wyoming, I think. We do not correspond." “Do you know if he is there now?” The witness dodged.- “He lives there, I think.” “You are his only nephewsâ€"his only near relatives?” “Never,” answered the oil broker with emphasis. “He was the last man in the world one would have associ- ated with such a thought.” “Did he own a revolver?” “No, not to my knowledge. He had an automatic.” “What calibre was it?" “I’m not quite sureâ€"about a .38, I think. “When did you see it last?” “I don’t recollect.” The prosecuting attorney glanced at his notes. “You are his next of kin?" “Hy brother and I are his nephews He had no nearer relatives.” him “Had he ever suggested to you that helmiight commit suicide?” arrived at the scene of the tragedy with the surgeon had finished their testimony. One point brought out by the officers was that in the search of the rooms the two thousand dollars was not found. The oil broker gave information as to his uncle’s affairs. “Nothing whatever.” “You knew your ;ve11?” the .awyer asked presently. “Intimately.” ““éyd were on good terms with “Dbayou happen to know where he ‘-‘The best.” WILLIAM MACLEOD RAINE would burden the mgesuvc mam“. fiui I 56 [fem (g Mustard neutralizes fat foods and make digest. Mustard em and assimilate food would burden the alizes the richness of nakes them easier to 'd enables you to enjoy food which otherwise the digestive organs. 3MB [fee Unlversal Portable and Folding When the price of good tea is high, many poor cheap teas are offered to the public. Those who buy them learn to their sorrow that price does not indicate their cost. To the pound more satisfying and flavory cups can be brewed from a fine tea like “SALADA,” hence its real economy in use. “And so you work in the composing room? Isn't that flue?” “I’ve been here ten years." “Won't you sing something you’ve composed '2" his last visit to the rooms of his uncle he had seen him throw downstairs a fat man with whom he had been scuf- fling. Shown Hull, he identified him as the man. Minard's LInimem'HeaIs Cuts. Jack Cunningham was called to the stand. James had made an excellent witness. He‘was quiet, dignified, and yet forceful. Jack, on the other hand, was nervous and irritable. The first new poin_t _he de‘veloped was that on “The-witnéss may refuse to answer questions 1f he w1shes,” the coroner ruled. There was a mild sensation in the room. Curious eyes swept toward the graceful, slender form of a veiled WG- man sitting at the extreme left of the room. Cunningham flushed. The question seemed to him a gratuitous probe into the private affairs of the family. “I do not care to discuss that,” he ans- werggi quietly. One of the jury had. 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