PAGE SIX THE CATTARAUGUS TIMES 4 -RIMG FORFRANCES By MARGARET I. FEELEY. < Copy right; W19, by xJbe McCiur« Nowspu- *» per Syndicate.) , * • *% ; Prances K—— simply detested her alarm clock. .Every morning It brought her back from dreams of green fields and babbling brooks to brick tenement houses and city noises. Furthermore, It impressed on her that R ------ A Co. expected .every clerk-behind the coun ter at 8 :30 sharp. Although thè mirror said her face was getting thinner, Frances bln mod It on the new style of hairdressing, to another ten days she would have her week’s vacation, while afternoons In the park would soon put the cojor In her cheeks again, she told herself. | She wondered If David B ------ , the | new manager, noticed. Frances smiled afterwards. Just as If he could keep track of a half thousand salesgirls' tired looks. Supposing he did nSk her to sitare his umbrella to the elevated station the last rainy evening— It merely showed he was n gentleman. Nevertheless, s^ie knew she. was about the last girl to ’ leave the store. “ Guess you’ll have to set your alarm clock n little earlier,” was Mrs. fl ------ *s greetings ns Frances came down Into to breakfast. Scarcely ten minutes after her ar rival nt the store, David* B------ ap proached the counter. “ Miss K—— he said, “we are having a special sale on alarm clocks today. Miss M— — Is out sick. Will you please take charge?” Frances had no recollection of reply ing. She fi/?xt remembered B ------ ex plaining how to regulate the clock,-and try her utmost she could not keep the flaming color from her cheeks. All that morning she wound-and re wound the alarm device for prospec tive customers until now It seemed ns If her head would burst with pain from listening to’ the ringing. For lunch she had ah ice cream» Tinrdly nourishing to n tired clerk. During the afternoon how her head throbbed. Would the public ever stop buying alarm clocks? “ Yes'm,” Frances remembered saying, “ this alarm rings • every 30 seconds, then stops, then rings”—how warm everything seemed, the store was getting dark. It's funny the lights are out, didn’t the alarm sound for away-— and then—fottìi darkness. She thought she heard David B ------ *s voice, but oh, so faintly. Frances opened her eyes In a room she had often read about, a room that existed for her only In story hooks— , cretonne curtains, a little enameled bed, cool white paper and a nurse. Surely, this was a dream. The nurse explained that It— — & Cò. had re served a room nt the hospital for any of their clerks 'who might become III. This was news indeed, for the. firm never had the reputation of being over kind-hearted. When she next awoke It was early- evening, while the corridor lights ac centuated the growing darkness of her room. Suddenly, the smart trim fig ure of the nurse appeared In the door way, followed by David B— . Frances was conscious that be; wag standing by her bedside. Slowly she opened her eyes, while the nurse switched on the lights. “It was nice of you to come, Mr. B ------ she began. “I am very thank ful to the firm, also.” With a nod R—•— dismissed the nurse. “Miss K.,'V he said' In a low modu lated voice, “I'm awfully sorry I put you on that alarm clock counter, but I didn’t know you weren’t feeling well.” Frances smiled faintly. “It was fool ish of’ me,” she began, but B — in terrupted. “Please let us not talk about that now,” he said, “but after a little while I hope you’ll be well enough to go down and stay with inj mother. Our home is much too large for the two of us, besides—a rest would—” “Oh, but I couldn’t, Mr. B — — ; —you see, I—I—\ “Now, I know you are going to say you don’t know me, but you do, al though you’ve long forgotten.” “Are you sure?” Frances Inquired, her voice trembling. “ Am I suré?” B ------ answered. “I’m going to tell you something, then you may decide tfor .yourself.” “You remember John M— In North wood ?” Frances nodded. “ He was my uncle,” B ------ -contin ued, “ and one summer along about five years ago I went down to visit him on his farm. He was n pretty cranky sort of a fellow, but good hearted, just the same. There was a family down the road who used to supply him with milk. A little dark-haired girl used to deliver If~èvèry~mornlng. One morn ing she was late. He was- terribly cranky; he told her that she ought to buy on alarm clock to wake her up. In her haste and confusion she drop ped the milk. I felt sorry, but 1 knew my uncle's disposition, so I Tind to keep still. 1 left the next day, but I found out her name. When I came., back the next year she had left the village. “ I didn't suppose you’d remember me, but I wanted to make sure. I guess you didn't understand, because you never mentioned It the night you walked under my umbrella, hut some how or other I didn't forget. I've been waiting for just the proper time to tell you and I hope you won’t think I’m taking an advantage, hut I've Just got to tell you—you'll come, Frances, won’t you?” Frances' ifps quivered. “I will— if— If—” “If what?” broke In B- — . 'i f xou don’t hove alarm clocks.” i y Keep Young. __ Thg greQt, epc»»y of youtMutoegjk the drying-up process, and this h why we should not only keep us much as possible with the young but should enter into their Joy's, tlielr plays, with zest and enthusiasm. We should romp and play with them, Interest ourselves In the things tlu^t. delight them, In stead of pushing children away from us and restraining them all the time, regarding them as a nuisance and a -bore. Children were given us to keep us youthful, to keep our sympathies fresh.—Exchange. »WV*W%*»>V»VW»*W»V»V»WV( tu o p y n tjn t, i 9 i 9 , by the M c C lure JSt w*»- paper Syndicate.) Expert Opinion. “I attended a select rending of his own poems by Jay B. Id.cn' nt an East side church the other evening,” said J4 Fuller Gloom. “As an elocutionist Mr. Iden lias very dark hair. The en tertainment was free and I Was con vinced almost from the start that It was richly worth it.”—Kansas City Star. Optimistic Thought. When sovereignty Is divided very easily destroyed. It I« Sympathetic Burglars. Paul Verlaine, the Parisian poet, woke up one night to find a couple of burglars in his room. Ills visitors were so touched by evidence of his dire poverty that they gave him a franc apiece. Staving Off Old Age, Among many other extraordinary plans for prolonging one’s stay on this Interesting planet may be mentioned that of a South African fatiucr who advised people to eat every day' four pounds of bananas steeped in sweet ened whisky, and that of a professor In the University of Pennsylvania who believed that much could bordone in the wav of staving off old ago Py fre quently having one’s feet tickled ! Mischievousness of Youth. A young wife put down her boon j with a sigh. “ What Is It, darling?” j her husband asked. ' Ali» dearest; 1 am so happy !” she replied. “ Yes, but you had such a sad look in your eyes just now.” “I know, I’vV) been reading about the unhappiness that the wives of men of genius have always had to bear. Oh, Alfred, dear, I’m so glad you’re just an ordinary port o f fellow !” Recipe for Happiness. This gospel of happiness Is one Which every ‘ one should* lay to heart. Set out with the Invincible determina tion that you will hear burdens and Kivertown's two remaining veterans of the Civil war met and passed each other without a sign of recognition; und Dolly D.’s pretty face wore a puz zled look as from her window she gazed ufter each in turn. Both were of medium height, but Uncle Eb’s kindly blue eyes were fad ed, Up was thin, .und liis lmir was mowy white, while Uncle Zeke was of stockier build, his dark eyes were still pright and. his lmir was an iron gray. “Why, they didn't speak!” the girl gasped In dismay, and added softly, “And they've, always been such good friends. 1 bate to think that they uiuy be unhappy.” Still thinking of the veterans she was soon on her way to the far cud of the village, and accepted Uncle Eb’s cqrxlial invitation to come and sit with him on the tiny porch of liis little old wcather-Jjeuten house. The newspaper he had brought from the post office was still unfolded, and he appeared depressed. She was troubled when Uncle Zeke passed by and said softly, “lie didn’t look up, ‘Uncle Eb.” “ Huh J” he snorted. “ He doesn’t have to I I don’t care if lie never speaks to me aga*in.” “Now ! Now! Uncle Eb f And you have always been such good friends,” she. said, protest!ngly. After a silence Uncle Eh spoke. “I know,” he said softly. “And always we have lived here side by side. We began going to school the same day, enlisted In the army together, and iu the same company fought side by side. “After tlie war,” he continued rend-, nlseently, “ Zeke ran a little grocery store and I cobbled shoes for. a living until we settled , down here to putter around and keep liens.” \Vi.tli a soft | little slgli the veterun paused. “ Who ever first said that ail old dog won’t learn new tricks?” lie inquired rescut- fully. v “Hover surprised us both one day by going over to Zeke’s and killing his chickens.” “Then it became a habit, but the day he killed four o f Zeke’s best pullets Zeke lost ull patience and shot him. Don’t think I blamed Zeke. I didn't But I missed old Hover, and somehow I couldn’t feel, so friendly again to ward the one who shot him. Perhaps Zeke knew it. Anyway he sold his not Impose them. Whether the sun poultry and went over to Wingfield for shines or the rain falls, show a glad face to your neighbor. If you must fall In life’s battle, you can at least fall with a smile on your face.—Well- spring. Extracting Salt From Oeearv. Experiments in Norway with a view a while; You remember, Dolly?” She nodded and he continued: “When he came home again ’twns toward night and I was out in my yard. I was glad to see him, and lie seemed so friendly that I hoped for a return of the old happy times.” Again Uncle Eb paused and then to extracting salt from ocean water burst out wratbfully. “And that very by means of electricity have been suc cessful, and two salt factories will be started for this purpose irFthe near future. Each factory is calculated to produce 50,000 tons of salt a year for a start, hut they will be so built that the production con be brought up to double the quantity. If necessary.. Besides the salt, different by-products will be made. Where Gold Is Found. India’s production of gold Is prin cipally from Mysore. Russia Is the oldest gnid-pn»liming country in the world. Mining Is curried on prinei- pally In the Ural mountains, hut cli matic conditions Impede progress. Mexico has many mines, but labor troubles have a restrictive Influence on the industry- Other countries which produce g o l^ i n small quanti ties ore ' China, Japan, Chile, Peru, Persia a n d Hungary. Zinc Shapes at Boiling Point. Zinc is ductile between 212 and 302 degrees Fahrenheit and can then be shaped as*required. But When either above or bClmv these limits It. be comes brittle and unpllnnt and there fore not adapted for treatment. It melts at about TSG degrees Fahrenheit If volatilization is guarded against. Artificial Marble. Artificial marble for fancy articles Is made by soaking plaster of paris In a solution of alum, baking It In an oveii, and then grinding it to a powder. In using, mix it with water, and to pro- j duce the clouds and. veins stir In any dry color desired; it will become very hard, arid is susceptible of a high pol- Jsh. Two Things He Remembered. The proprietor and editor of a cep» tain local paper lu\d been indulging in a little plain talk and prophesying dis aster to the jittle town If certain im provements and sanitary reforms were not forth with 0 dopted A lo.cn? par son sided with the rural council which neglected these things and, after a ser mon evidently pointed at the newspa per man, said* “ You should remem ber the fate o f Balaam.” “I do,” was the orompt reply from the pew, “and 1 also remember who it was that warned the prophet.” New York's Firs Bells. Once, and up to a day within the' pockets. night that sneaking, revengeful,—well, anyway, that night lie shot the major.” “The major?” she asked. “ My c a t!” he explained. “I thought you called him the cor poral,” she said smiling. Uncle .Eb straightened. “He wasn’t a common cat,” he declared proudly. “I taught him many tricks, and the best ones earned him well-deserved promotions.” “ How Zeke would have roared at some of Major’s tricks,!' he said re gretfully. “He was great \\company, Maje was,” he resumed. “ He’d wait patiently on a limb of the old elm tree, and on my return home he’d drop down on my shoulder as I cume through the gate. “But are you sure Uncle Zeke shot him?’’ she asked. “ Yes! By the moonlight I had seen Major in his yard a short time before and when I heard the report of u gun I run to the window of my unlighted room just in time to see Zeke enter his house. Then I went looking for my cat and found him dead.” “ Dkl you ask Uncle Zeke to ex plain?” * “ Not I. When he spoke to me the next day I turned away. We’ve never spoken to each other since.” j “ I’m very sorry,” Dolly said, as she rose to go, “and I wouldn’t have be lieved it of Uncle Zeke.” “ I am provoked; but still I suppose I must run over to see him.” “ Hello, Dolly!” greeted Uncle Zeke ns he placed a chair for- her. “I thought you’d never get away from Eb. He’s some buzzer when he gets started. All talk or no talk, Eb is,” he said bitterly, “and as full of whims ns an egg shell Is of yolk and white.” “ Why do you think that?” she asked coldly. “ He’s more than friendly one day, and for no reason at all refuses to speak the next or afterward,” he returned, hotly. Her blue-gray eyes flashed. “You shot his pretty* black and white \trained cat!” she cried. “That’s news to me!”’’ he said “Think!” she urged. ‘^The* night you came frqm Wingfield.” . His face grew troubled. “Was it Eb’s cat I shot that night?” He sighed as he said ruefully: “I thought It was a skunk after Eb’s chickens, and I've been well punished for my blunder. “We are seventy-seven ; and we’ve traveled down the long trail together. How I’ve missed Eb, no one will ever know—unless Eb does” — he added thoughtfully. Hastily he patted Us His pipe and tobacco pouch memory of living, men, New York had Its fire bells. Eleven of them were hung in wooden towers about Manhat tan. A writer of 1S37 declared that these bells rang at least 500 times in the 365 dqys of the year. One of the old «farmers still hangs at the tip-top of JMount MorrU park, in Harlem. were there. “Come, Dolly! I’ll explain and then I’ll tell him 1*11 get a cart load of kittens and train them nil for him If he says so,” lie said eagerly. Uncle Eb saw them coming, their faces alight with happiness; and raised his white head ns a parched and droop ing plant raises itself at the coining of j the blessed rain. ¿liiiiiiiiiiTTnilHiiinMiffnnumtmwiH^ ^ ISABELS By LOUISE A. ADOLESON. ------ _ --------- ~ — --------------- ÓÜ niiiiiimimiiiiiiiiiiiiiifiiiiiiiiiimiiiimu; iCopynght', 1919, by the McClure News paper Syndicate.) We knew as soon as we saw her that she was different. By the light of her eye, the spriglitliness In her step, by her quick, defiant expression, Isabel made it clear to us that she was no ordinary cow. “A Jersey,” my father said. But I think he was mistaken. I don’t know much about cows. She wanted a place In the sun. She hud a hankering for caste, und she refused Immediately to herd with the every-day, milk-giving cows In the neighborhood. Old Mr. J —, who had taken the cows to the pasture for years, reported to father at the end of the first day that Isabel had taken one look at her placid, grass-munching companions—Und bolt ed. He had chased her the entire day through forest and glade, and brought her home, after a spent day, rebellious and defiant. “ ’Taint no use talking,” said the old men, “If a cow don’t act like a cow 1 can’t be bothered. That critter's got too much sense for an animal, ’taln’t natural. I know she jest did things today out o f sheer spite, and I shan’t chase after her no more.” And he didn’t. So Isabel. stayed home, while her companions went meekly to pasture every day. Still she was dissatisfied. It was evident that staying iii n dreary barn all day irked her Mgh-strung nerves. She had yearn- * lugs for a higher sphere of influence, I so one day, the door being open, Isa- . bol walked out in search of adventure I and her place in the sun. And it was on that same day that | Evelyn, our pretty young city cousin, was packing her clothes to go home. . Evelyn had been with us for three months, haring been sent by her pa rents to recuperate after her illness. Evelyn was * working very hard, lips compressed and eyes carefully turned away from the house next door, where lived Howard It— \ She would return his ring by mail, for .she was deter mined not to see him or speak to him before she left,’ or any time after word. It was certainly a pity that there was nobody home that day. Mother had gone to the' house of a neighbor, and I had been obliged to substitute at the school because Miss Fr— was sick, and it was deemed inadvlsable-to close up altogether. We expected to return In time to see Evelyn off, and of course If we had . known what was going to happen we would never, never have left her alone In the house. But then, we could hardly be expected to look so far ahead. Evelyn was miserable, but she had lots of pride. She was going to leave the house and the village with a won derful show of carelessness and sprightly gayety. No spying eye from across the way Would discover even a truce of sadness. Certainly that spy ing eye would never discover a tear In hers. But she had reckoned with out Isabel, who, on leaving the gloom of the barn for the-freshness of the bright summer day, strolled slowly along until she came to the back of the house. There, through the screen door, she could distinctly see a basket of greens, intended for the day’s din ner, a barrel of apples, of which she was extremely fond, and another bar rel of potatoes.. Without hesitation, the screen door being unfastened, Isa bel stepped In and helped herself lib-' erally. / In the meanwhile Evelyn, hearing a sound, came forward to see who the visitor might be, thinking, too, that If It were that Howard B—, she would let him see, by her Icy demeanor, that his I presence or absence made very little difference in her young life. Now, the Ice-cold demeanor might have been put on for its effect on Howard'B—, but real chills ran down Evelyn’s back /when she saw who the visitor was. She couldn’t help it. She knew It was ab surd, but all her life she had had an aversion for cows. So, after staring at Isabel in terrified fascination for a full minute, she bent a hasty retreat to. the front of the, house. And Isabel left her greens, and apples, and potatoes, and follo\Vecl,. In a ealru, dignified, unruffled manner. Evelyn rushed for the front door. It was locked and she couldn’t find the key. Mortal terror overtook her. Scream on scream rent the air. Howard B—, in the house opposite, aullenly concocting schemes for making Evelyn sorry, jumped to his feet on hearing his name called in frenzied ac cents. For a moment he stood still, doubtful if he had heard right. Again It came, Evelyn’s voice, loud, shrill, :error-str!cken. Howard rushed niad- | ly, made liis way into the front o f the house, and took In the situation at a glance. Isabel; not the least frightened of the two by this time, received, 1 am sorry to relate, a blow on her aristo cratic body, and much to her surprise and indignation was forced back to her stall in the barn, while Evelyn, almost fainting, fell into her rescuer's arms without a word, on his return. “You're—you're—not going away, are you?” asked Howard, after a min ute or two. She shook her head in the negative, and, smiling wanly, put the ring, which she had Intended returning by mail, on her finger again. n a t u r a l Alternates, Like Milking With Hands t. • •- r ■ Alternates Like Milkin¿wíth hands Milk tTwo Teats At A-Time Two Times Every Day Every farmer knows why he needs the time-saving, profit-increasing ad- . vantages of a milking machine, espe cially now with help so scarce. But do you know why you need this milker? Do not confuse the Univer sal with any other. It has exclusive advantages—farmers everywhere tes tify to its superiority. The Universal alternates,, like milk- , ing with hands. While two teats are being milked, two other teats are being massaged, thus the action is stimulat ing, comforting and relaxing. The cow benefits from the use of the Universal, and frequently gives) more milk. Experience o f farmers completely es tablishes the unquestioned superiority of the Universal. Write for catalog, C, R. NELSON, Local Agent C A T T A R A U G U S , N . Y . ttB B H B B B flflH B B B B H flB B R B E B B B flB a B B lS K H B ffflB t fB fla a B t lflB flB B K n iH « -fl B H HELP WANTED Girls, between the ages of 18 and 30. Work very agree able. If at ail Interested call at our office, and we will show you what the work is. ~SETTER BROS. CO. Cattaraugus, N. Y. B H B ■ ■ ■ ■ II ■ ■ B ■ ■ a BBBBB H BQ BBIIBflBflflH B B flB flflflflflB B flB flflB flflflflflflflflB flflB XflB B B flB * Insects in Glaciers. Few people know that in the gla ciers of the western national parks live several species of minute inserts, hopping about like tiny liens. - They are harder to see than the so-called hand fleas of the seashore, because much smaller. Slender, dark brown worms live in countless millions in the surface ice. Microscopic, rose-colored plants also thrive in such vast num bers that they tint the surface here and there. N. Goodman CattaVaugus, N. Y. • Tea Popular British Beverage. Tea is the most popular of British beverages, and In spite of William Cob- bet t’s lament that “ tea shops” were being substituted for wholesome small beer to the detriment of the populace In his day, “the cup that cheers” is the staple drink of nil classes. It cannot be said that there has been any mark ed deterioration o'\ English people through constant indulgence in tea. JUNK DEALER PAYS CASH FOR Scrap Iron, Rags, Rub bers, Bags and Metal Call i&i. 7 Turning the Joke. Now and then we meet men Who are happiest when hitting spine one a hard- rap over the knuckles. Those are the men that wither right up when you get n good joke on them. And have you not noticed that such men are most always, in trouble be- j cause somebody has said mean things, about them? How slow wo are to learn .that maple syrup heats vinegar all to pieces as an attraction for honey bees! Sugar From Palms. Sugar is- extracted from 1C varieties of palms that grow in Ceylon. TRUTH TRIUMPHS Some Orchestra, That! Life Is a great orchestra; we can not transform It Into a drum and fife corps, nor Insist that our children shall play the instrument which we have chosen for our playing. Important Rivers. Just ns Egypt has been made by the Nil*?, so Mesopotamia has, been made by the Tigris and the Euphrates. The .view put forward with* some au thority that the rivers should he kept exclusively for Irrigation and not be depended upon for transport is chal lenged on many grounds, one of which Is. that irrigation and navigation can he effectively combined, mid Indeed made mutually advantageous for many years to cotne. Cattaraugus Citizens Testify for the Public Benefit; Drohzing Small Articles. Small articles may be glided by Im mersing them in the following solu tion. which must be used at nearly boiling heat: Caustic potash, ISO parts; carbonate of potash, 20 parts; cyanide of potassium, 0 parts; water, 1.000 parts. Rather more than one and one-half parts chloride of gold should he “dissolved In the water when the other substances arc to be added, and the .whole boiled together. This mixture is often employed by dealers j in cheap jewelry. A truthful statement of a Cattaraugus citizen, given in his own words, should convince the most skeptical about the merits o f Doan’s Kidney Pills. If you suffer from backache, i/ervousuess, sleep lessness, urinary disorders or any form of kidney ills, use a tested kidney medi- . cine-. A Cattaraugus citizen tells of Doan’s Kidney Pills. Could you demand more convincing proof of merit ? John Pfleeger. blacksmith, South St., says: “ Many years of hard work as a blacksmith weakened my kidneys and caiu- ed backache. I have often been in a stooped position, shoeing a horse and when I tried to straighten, a sharp pain took me iu my kidneys and I could hardl) move. I had to get up severs! times at night to pass the kidney se cretion:» and they were highly colored. One box of Doan's Kidney Pills, which I got at Harvey & .Carey’s Drug store, gave me fine relief and straightened me up in good shape.' ’ Price 60c, f t all dea’ers. Don't simply ask for a kidney remedy—get Doan’s Kidney Pills—the same that Mr. | Pfleeger had. Foster-Milburn Co.. Props .t Buffalo, N. Y.