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Itch relieved in 20 minutes by Woodford's Sanitary Lotion. Neve; fail*. Sold by Graham Drag Co, THE ALAMANCE GLEANER. K^ZAR CVIWGDD^^CO-^ =i *'*r ir BYNOPBIB. ! CHAPTER I—Kuan, the wild sledge aog, one-quarter wolf and three-quarter "husky," distrustful of all men because of their brutal treatment of him, learns to love his master's wife when she Is kind to him In new and strange surroundings. CHAPTER ll—He shows snarling enmi ty to MeCready, who la to accompany Thorpe and his wife to the Red River camp. CHAPTER lll—Kazan knows that Mo- Cready Is a murderer. MeCready stealth ily caresses Isobel's hair and Kazan at tacks him. v Thorpe whips Kaxan. Me- Cready tries to murder Thorpe and at tacks Isobel. Kazan kills him and then, fearing the club In punishment, runs away Into the forest. CHAPTER IV. Fres From Bonds. There was a low moaning of the wind In the spruce tops as Kazan slunk off Into the blackness and mystery of the forest. For hours he lay near the camp, his red and blistered eyes gaz ing steadily at the tent wherein the ter rible thing had happened a little while before. He knew now what death was. He could tell it farther than man. He could smell it In the air. And he knew that there was death all about him, and that he was the cause of it. He lay on his belly in the deep snow and shivered, and the three-quarters of him that was dog whined In a grief-stricken way, while the quarter that was wolf still revealed itself-menacingly In his fangs, and in the vengeful glare of %ls eyes. Three times the man—his master — came out of the tent, and shouted loud ly, "Kazan—Kazan—Kazan!" Three times the woman came with htm. In the firelight Kazan could see her shining hair streaming about her, as he had seen It in the tent, when he had leaped up and killed the other man. In her blue eyes there was the same wild terror, and her face was white as the snow. "Kazan—Kazan— Kazan!"—and all that part of him that was dog, and not wolf, trembled Joy ously at the sound of her voice, and he almost crept In to take his beating. But fear of the club was the greater, and he held back, hour after hour, until now It was silent again in the tent, and he could no longer see their shad ows, and the fire was dying down. Cautiously he crept out from the thick gloom, working his way on his belly toward the packed sledge, and what remained of the burned logs. Be yond that slpdge, hidden In the dark ness of the trees, was the body of the man he had killed, covered with a blanket. Thorpe, his master, had dragged It there. He lay down, with his nose to the warm coals and his eyes leveled be tween his forepaws, straight at the closed tent-flap. He meant to keep awake, to watch, to be ready to slink off into the forest at the first move ment there. But a warmth was rising from out of the gray ash of the lire bed, and his eyes closed. Twice—three times —he fought himself back into watchfulness; but the last time his eyes came only half open, and closed heavily again. In his sleep he was leaping again at the end of his chain. His Jaws snapped like castanets of steel—and the sound awakened him, and he sprang to his feet, his spine as stiff as a brush, and his snarling fangs bared like Ivory knives. He had awakened Just In time. There was movement In the tent His master was awake, and If be did not escape— He sped swiftly into the thlok spruce, and paused, flat and hidden, with only his head showing from behind a tree. He knew that his master would not spare him. Three times Thorpe had beaten him for snapping at MeCready. The last time he would have shot him if the girl had not saved him. And now he had torn McCready's throat He had taken the life from him, and his master would not spare him. Even the woman could not save him. Kazan was sorry that his master had returned, dazed and bleeding, after he had torn McCready's Jugular. Then be would have had her always. She would have loved him. She did love him. And he would have followed her, and fought for her always, and died for her wires the time came. But Thorpe bad com* in from the forest again, and Kazan had slunk away quickly—for Thorps meant to him what all men meant to him now: the club, the whip and the strange things that spat fire and death. And now— Thorpe had come out from the tent It was approaching dawn, and In his hand he held a rifle. A moment later the girl came out and her hand caught the man's arm. They looked toward the thing covered by the blanket Then she spoke to Thorpe and he suddenly straightened and threw back bis head. "H-o-o-o-o Kazan Kazan Ka zan 1" he called. A shiver ran through Kazan. The man was trying to Inveigle blm beck. He had In bis band the thing that killed. "Kazan—Kazan —Ka-a-a-a-zan !" be Shouted again. Kazan sneaked cautiously back from the tree. He knew that distance meant nothing to the cold thing of death that Thorpe held In his hand. He turned his head once, and whined soft ly, and for an Instant a great longlog filled his reddened eyes as he saw the last of the girl. He knew, now, that be was leavlag her forever, and there was an ache In his heart that had never been there be fore, a pain that was not of the club or Whip, of cold or hunger, but which was greater than them all, and which filled him with a desire to throw back hla head snd cry out bis loneliness to the FMZ enigtlnsss. of_the sjcy. " BacS Itf TEe camp fKe girl's voice quivered. "He Is gone." The man's strong voice choked a lit tle. "Yes, he is gone. He knew—find I didn't. I'd give—a year of iny life—lf I hadn't whipped him yesterday and last night. He won't come back." Isobel Thorpe's hand tightened on his arm. "He Willi" she cried. "He won't leave me. He loved me. If he was sav age and terrible. And he knows that I love him. He'll come back —" "Listen I" From deep In the forest there came a long walling howl, filled with a plain tive sadness. It was Kazan's farewell to the woman. After that cry Kazan sat for a long time en his haunches, snlfllng the new freedem of the air, and watching the deep black pits In the forest about him, as they faded away before dawn. Now It Was Kazan's Farewell to ths and then, since the day the traders had first bought him and put him Into sledge-traces away over on the Macken zie, he had often thought of his free dom longingly, the wolf blood In htm urging him to take It. But he had never quite dared. It thrilled him now. There were no clubs here, no whips, none of the man-beasts whom he had first learned to distrust, and then to hate. It was his misfortune—that quarter-strain of wolf; and the clubs. Instead of subduing him, had added to the savagery that wus born in him. Men had been his worst enemies. They had beaten him time and again until he was almost dead. They called blm "bad," and stepped wide of him, and never missed the chance to snap a whip over Ma 1 back. His body was cov ered with scars they bad given blm. He had never felt kindness, or love, until the first night the woman had put her warm little hand on his head, and had snuggled her face close down to his, while Thorpe—her husband—had cried out In horror. He had almost burled his fangs in ber white flesh, but In an instant ber gentle touch, and her sweet voice, had sent through him that wonderful thrill that was his first knowledge of love. And now It was a man who was driving him from her, away from the hand that had never held a club or s whip, and he growled as he trotted deeper Into the forest He came to the edge of a swamp as day broke. For a time he hud been filled with • strange uneasiness, and light did not quite dispel It At last he was free of men. He could detect nothing that reminded him of their hated presence In the air. But neither could he smell the presence of other dogs, of the sledge, the fire, of compan ionship and food, and so far back as he could remember they bad alwnys been a part of bis life. Here It was very quiet The swamp •ay In a hollow between two idge mountains, and the spruce and cedar grew low and thick—so thick that there was almost no snow oader them, and the day wus like twilight. Two things he began to rolss more than all others—food arid company. Both the wolf and the dog tluit was In him de manded the first, and that part of him that was dog longed for the latter. To both desires the wolf blood that was strong In him rose responslvely. It told him that somewhere In this silent world between the two ridges there was companionship, and that all ho had to do to find it was to sit back on hla haunches, and cry out Ids loneli ness. More than once souiethldg trem bled in bis deep chest, rose In his throat, and ended there In a whine. It was the wolf howl, not yet quite born. Food came more easily than voice. Toward midday he cornered a big white rabbit under a log. and killed It The warm flesh and blood was bettei' than frozen fish, or tallow nnd bran, and the feast he had gave him confi dence. That afternoon he chased many rabbits, and killed two more. L'ntll now, be bad never known the delight of pursuing and killing at will, even though he did not eat all he killed. But there was no fight In the rab bits. They died too easily. They were very sweet and Under to eat, when he was hungry, but the first thrill of kill ing them passed away after a time. He wanted something bigger. He no long er slunk along as If he were afraid, or as if be wanted to remain hidden. He held his head up. Hla back bristled. His jail iwsnx free spd boshj, like a GRAHAM, N. C., THURSDAY, MAY 10, 1917 wolfsT Bvery hair CMS body quiv ered with the electric energy of life and action. He traveled north and west It was the call of early days— the days away up on the Mackenzie. The Mackenzie was a thousand miles away. He came upon many trails In the snow that day, and sniffed the scents left by the hoofs of moose and caribou, and the fur-padded feet of a lynx. He followed a fox, and the trail led him to a place shut In by tall spruce, where the snow was beaten down and red dened with blood. There was an owl's head, feathers, wings snd entrails lying here, and he knew that there were other hunters abroad besides himself. , Toward evening he enme upon tracks I In the snow thnt were very much like his own. They were quite fresh, and there was a warm scent about them that made him whine, and filled him again with that desire to fall back up on his haunches and send forth the wolf-cry. This desire grew stronger In him as the shadows of night deep ened in the forest. He had traveled all day, but he was not tired. There was something about night, now that there were no men near, that exhilarat ed him strangely. The wolf blood In i him ran swifter nnd swifter. Tonight It was clear. The sky was filled with stars. The moon rose. *And at Inst he settled back in the snow nnd turned his head straight up to the spruce tops, and the wolf came out of him In a long mournful cry which quivered through | the still night for miles. . For a long time he sat and listened after that howl. He had found voice— a voice with a strange now note In It and It gave him still greater confidence. He had expected an answer, but none came. He had traveled In the face of the wind, and as he howled, a bull moose crashed through the scrub tim ber ahead of him, his horns rattling against the trees like the tattoo of a clear birch club ns he put distance be tween himself and that cry. Twice Kazan howled before he went on, and he found Joy In the practice of that new note. He came then to the foot of a rough ridge, and turned up out of the swamp to the top of It. The stars and the moon were nearer to hlin there, and on the other side of the ridge he looked down upon a great sweeping plain, with a frozen lake glls ; tenlng In the moonlight, and a white ! liver leading from It off Into timber ; that was neither so thick nor so black as that In the swamp. I And then every muscle In his body I grew tense, and his blood leaped. From far off In the plain there came a cry. i It was his cry—the wolf-cry. His Jaws snapped. Ills white fangs gleamed, and he growled deep in his thront. He wanted to reply, but some strange In stinct urged him not to. That Instinct of the wild was already becoming mas ter of him. In the air, In the whisper ing of the spruce tops, In the moon nnd the stars themselves, there breathed a spirit which told hlm thnt what ho had heard was the wolf-cry, but that It Was not the wolf call. The other came an hour Inter, clear and distinct, that same walling howl at the beginning—but ending In a staccato of quick sharp yelps that stirred his blood at once Into a fiery excitement that It had never known before. The same Instinct told him that this was the call—the hunt-cry. It urged him to come quickly. few moments later It came again, and this time there was a reply from close down along the foot of the ridge, and another from so far away that Kazan could scarcely hear It The hunt-pack was gathering for the night chase; but Kazan sat quiet and trembling. He was not afraid, but ho was not ready to go. The ridge seemed to spilt the world for him. Down there It was new, and strange, nnd without men. Prom the other side something seemed pulling him back, and suddenly be turned his head and gazed back through the moonlit space behind hlm, and whined. It was the dog-whine now. The woman was bark there. He could hear her voice. He could feel the touch of her soft hand. He could sen the laughter In her face and eyes, the laughter that bad made him warm and happy. She was calling to him through the forests, and he was torn between desire to answer thnt call, and desire to go down Into tbe plain. For be could also see mariy men waiting for him with clubs, nnd he could hear the cracking of whips, and feel the sting of their lashes. For a long time he remained on the top of the ridge that divided his world. And then, at last be turned and want down Into the plain. CHAPTER V. Leader of the Pack. All that night Kazan kept close to tbe hunt-pack, but never quite ap proached It This was fortunate for blm. He still bore the scent of traces, and of man. Tbe pack would have torn blm to pieces. Tbe first Instinct of the wild Is that of self-preservutlon. It may hsve been this, a whisper back through tbe years of savage forebears, that mads Kazan roll In the snow now and then where tbe feet of the park had trod the thickest That night tbe pack killed a cariboo on the edge of the lake, and feasted nntli nearly dawn. Kazan hung In the face of the wind. Tbe smell of blood and of warm flesh tickled his nostrils, and his sharp ears could catch the cracking of bones. But the Instinct was stronger than the temptation. Not antll broad day, when the pork had scattered far and wide over the plain, did he go boldly to tbe scene of tbe kill. He found nothing but an area of blood-reddened snow, covered with bones, entrslls and torn bits of tough bide. But it was enough, and be rolled In It and buried his nose In what was left and remained all that day close to It, ssturatlng himself with the scent of It That night, when the moon and the Stars came out again, he sat back with fear and hesitation no longer In him. and announced himself to his new com rades of the great plain. The pack hunted again that night, or else It was a new pack that started miles to the south, and came up with a doe caribou to the big frozen lake. The night was almost as clear as day, nnd from the edge of tha forest Kazan dm •aw the caribou ran oat on Hie take a third of a mile away. The pack was about a dozen strong, and had already split Into the fatal boraeahoe forma tion, the two leaders running almost abreast of the kill, and slowly closing In. With a sharp yelp Kazan darted oat Into the moonlight. He was directly In the path of the fleeing doe, and bore down upon her with lightning speed. Two hundred yards away the doe saw him, and swerved to the right and the leader on that aide met her with open Jaws. Kasan was In with the second leader, and leaped at the doe's soft throat In ji snarling mass the giack closed In from behind, and the doe went down, with Kazan half under ber body, his fangs sunk deep In her Jugu lar. She lay heavily on him, but he did not lose his hold. It was bis first big kill. His blood ran like fire. He snarled between bis clamped teeth. Not until the last quiver had left the body over him did he pull himself out from under her chest and forelegs. He had killed a rabbit that day and was not hungry. So he sat back In the anew and waited, while the ravenoai pack tore at the dead doe. After a lit tle he came nearer, nosed In between two of them, and was nipped for his In trusion. As Kazan drew back, still hssltatlng to mix with his wild brothers, a big gray form leaped out of the pack and drove straight for his throat. Ho had Just time to throw his shoulder to the attack, and for a moment the two rolled over and over In the snow. They were np before the excitement of sud den battle had drawn the pack frem the feast. Slowly they circled about each other, their white fangs bare, their yellowish backs bristling like brushes. The fatul ring of wolves drew about the fighters. It was not new to Kazan. A dozen times he had sat In rings like this, waiting for the final moment. More than once he had fought for his life within the circle. It was the sledge dog way of fighting. Unless man Inter rupted with a club or a whip It always ended In death. Only one fighter could come out alive. Sometimes both died. And there was no man here—only that fatal cordon of waiting whlte-fanged demons, ready to leap upon and tear to pieces the first of the fighters who was thrown upon his side or Ka zan was a stranger, but he did not fear those that hemmed him In. The One great law of the pack would compel them to be fulr. He kept his eyes only on the big gray leader who had challenged him. Shoul der to shoulder they continued to circle. Where a few moments before there had been the snapping of Jaws opd the rending of flesh there was now silence. Soft-footod and soft-throated mongrel dogs from the south would have snarled and growled, but Kazpji and the wolf were still, their ears laid forward Instead of back, their tails free and bushy. Suddenly the wolf struck In with the swiftness of lightning, and his Jaws came together with the sharpness of steel striking steel. They missed by an Inch. In that same Instant Kazan darted In to the side, and like knives his teeth gashed the wolf's flank. They circled again, their eyes grow ing redder, their Hps drawn back until they seemed to hove disappeared. And then Kazan leaped for that death-grip at the throat —and missed. It was only by an Inch again, and the wolf come back, as he had done, and laid open Kazan's flank so that the blood ran down his leg and reddened the snow. The burn of that flank-wound told Kazan that his enemy was old In the game of fighting. He crouched low, his head straight out and his throat close to the snow. It was a trick Kazan had learned In puppyhood —to shield his thront, and wait. Twice the wolf circled about him, and Kazan pivoted slowly, his eyes half closed. A second time the wolf leaped and Kazan threw up his terrible Jaws, sure of that fatal grip Just In front of the foreleg*. His teeth snapped on empty air. With the nlmbleness of ■ cat the wolf had (one completely over his back. The trick had felled, and with • rumble of the dog-snarl In his throat Kazan reached the wolf In a single bound. They met breast to breast Their fangs clashed and with the whole weight of his body, Kazan flung him self against the wolfs shoulders, clesred his Jaws, and struck again for the throat hold. It was another miss— by a hair's breadth—and before he could recover, the wolfs teeth were burled In the back of bis neck. For the first time In his life Kazsn felt the terror and the pain of the death-grip, and with a mighty effort be flung his head • little forward snd snapped blindly. His powerful Jaws closed on the wolfs foreleg, close to the body. There wss a cracking of bone and a crunching of flesh, and the circle of waiting wolves grew tense and alert One or the other of tbe fighters was sure to go down before the holds were broken, sod tbey but awaited that fatal fall as a signal to leap In to the death. Only the thlckneaa of hair and hide on the back of Kazan's neck, and the toughness of his muscles, saved him from that terrible fate of the van quished. The wolfs teeth sank deep, but not deep enough to reach the vital spot, and suddenly Kazan put every ounce of strength In bis limbs to the effort and flung himself up bodily from under his sntagonlst. The grip on his neck relaxed, and with soother rearing leap be tore blmself free. As swift as a whlp-lash he whirled on tbe broken-legged leader of the pack and wltb the full rnsb and weight of his shoulders struck blm fslrly In the side. More deadly than the throat-grip had Kazan sometimes found the lunge when delivered at the right moment It was deadly now. Tbe big gray wolf lost his feet, rolled upon bis back for an Instant and tbe pack rushed In, eager to rend tbe last of life from tbe leader whose power had ceased to exist. From out of that gray, snarling, bloody-lipped mass. Kazan drew back, panting snd bleeding. He wss weak. There was a curious sickness In bis head. He wanted to lie down In the snow. Bat the old and Infallible In stinct warned blm not to betrav that Swift as a Whiplash Hs Whirled. weakness/FronTout TJTTIie puck h slTrfl, 1 lithe, gray she-wolf Came np to him, and lay down la the snow before him, and then rose swiftly and sniffed at hla wounds. She was ynung and strong snd beau tiful, but Kazan did not look at her. Where the fight had been he was look ing, at what little remained of the old lender. The pack had returned to the feast. He heard again the cracking of bones and the rending of flesh, and something told him that thereafter all the wilderness would hear and recog nize his voice, and that when he sat buck on hts haunches and cnlled to the moon snd the stars, those swift-footed hunters of the big plain would respond to It. He circled twice about the cari bou and the pack, and then trotted off to the edge of the black spruce forest. When he reached the shadows he looked hack. Oray Wolf was following him. She was only a few yards be hind. And now she came up to him, a little timidly, and she, too, looked back to the dark blotch of life out on the lake. And as she stood there close be side him, Kazan sniffed at something In the air that was not the scent of blood, nor the perfume of the balsam and spruce. It was a thing thnt seemed to come to him from the clear stars, the cloudless moon, the strange nnd beautiful quiet of the night Itself. And Its presence seemed to bo a part of Gray Wolf. lie looked at her, and he found Grey Wolfs eyes alert and questioning. She was young—so young that she seemed scarcely to have passed out of puppy hood. Iler body was strong and slim and beautifully shaped. In the moon light the hair under her throat and nlong her buck shone sleek and soft. She whined at the red staring light in Kazan's eyes, and it was not a puppy's whimper. Kazan moved toward her, and stood with his head over ber back, facing the pack. He felt her trembling against his chest. He looked at the moon and the stars again, the mystery of Oray Wolf and of the night throb- Mag In his blood. Not much of Ids life had been spent at the posts. Most of It hnd been on the trail —ln the traces and the ■ptrit of the mating season had only stirred him from afar. But It was very near now. Gray Wolf lifted ber head. Her soft muzzle touched the wound on his neok, and In the gentleness of that touch, In the low sound In her throat Kazan felt and heard again that won derful something that had come with the caress of the woman's hand and the sound of her voice. He turned, whining, his back bris tling, Ills head high snd defiant of the wilderness which he faced. Gray Wolf trotted close st his side as they en tered Into the gloom of the forest. TO BE CONTINUED. Agree on Paying Men In Training. Washington.—Conferees on the army bill agreed on a provision to pay 1100 a month to men In training cam|>s seeking to qualify as members of the officers' reserve corps. Although the full sllotted quota of 40,000 men probably will be enrolled In the officers' training camps when they open May 16, there still Is "plenty of loom for men of the right qualities," the war department ennouneed. In n %tatemeiit saying that each of the si I teen camps seemed assured of Its full allotment of 2.800 applicants for commissions, the department ap pealed for further recruits among men of proved sblllty. Chicago te Furnish Chasers. Chicago.—This city Is now mobil izing Its nsvsl resources. Acting under orders from the nsvy department. Capt. W. A. Moffett, commandant of the Great Lakes naval training statloa, began rounding up hundreds of smsll power boats preparatory to equipping them afl submarine chasers. Geptalo Moffett expects to rush them "to the ssabosrd" as rapidly as possible. BRITISH HOSPITAL SHIP SUNK, MANY WOUNDED. London—The British Hospital ships Donegal and with many wounded aboard, have been torpedoed wl'hout warning. They were sunk on April 17. Of those on the Donegal, twenty nine were wounded men snd twelve of the crew are missing. The Lan Franc carried German wounded as well as British. Of those aboard, nineteen British and fifteen Germans are believed to have perished. WHOOPING COUOII. One of tho most successful prep arations in use for this disease is chamberlain's Cough Remedy, 8. W. McCllnton, Blandon Springs; Ala., "Our baby hail whooping cough as bad as any baby aould have it. 1 Chamberlain's Cough Remedy and it soon got him well.. Obtainable everywhere. adv.. BANKS ASKED TO CO-OPERATE Secretary Authorises Financial Insti tutions to Receive Subscriptions for ths Bond Offerings. Washington.—Secretary McAdoo tele graphed the entire list of 27,018 nation al and state banks and trust companies in the United States, authorising them o receive subscriptions for the 92,000,- >OO.OOO bond offering, enlisting thalr ■o-operatlon, and requesting them to relegraph a rough estimate of the amount of bonds each would take for Itself and Its patrons. "You can render an Invaluable serv ice to your country," Mr. McAdoo told the banks, "by receiving subscription and co-operating with the federal re serve bank In your district." Loan Subscriptions Pour In. To all clearing house associations In the country Mr. McAdoo sent a tele gram In wlilcb he said : "The amount of the Initial loan has been determined by the needs of the government snd not arbitrarily. The ] enthusiastic and pstrlotlc co-operation of the banks and bankers of the coun try will guarantee the success of the undertaking." The result of the first announcement of the loan has been a deluge of sub scriptions, aggregating many millions. Most of these came In by wire to the treasury. Virtually every large city and every state In the Union was rep resented. Lend *100,000,000 to Italy. Negotiations continued today with representatives of the nations to which the United States Is extending credit. Count dl Cetlere, the Italian ainbuHxndor, received the full amount of the first 1100,000,000 loan made by this government to Italy. t Subscriptions to the second offering of treasury certificates were received during the day by the federal reserve hanks. Indications sre that the secre tary will call for the proceeds within a week, possibly a few days. The 1100,000,000 loan to France will be turned over to Ambassador Jusser and. In whole or part, within a day or so. MAY CENTER IN WASHINGTON Probability That One Committee Will Purchase All Bupplles Needed by ths Allied Countries. Washington.—Creation of a central .purchasing committee In Washington for ail supplies bought In the United Hlates for the allied governments was forecast here by Sir llardmun Lever, financial Expert of the British war mission. The committee will supplant J. I*. Morgan, & Co. lilscusslng the world financial situa tion, the British expert expressed the opinion that Germany will be practical ly bankrupt In (he credit markets after the war. "Our enemies," he said, "for all their boasted efficiency, have never had the courage to face their financial prob lems, with the result that when the war Is over they will be hard put to It." The Teutonic governments having pyramided one internal loan upon an other, he explained, their Interest charges would be so great that he be lieved they would either have to repu diate a large part of their debt or face inability to buy the enormous quanti ties of tnsterlsl they would need for reconstruction. The allies, he added, had paid their way In the war "by the straightfor ward and natural means, by pouting out their gold, by selling enormous masses of American securities, by rata Ing loans." As a result, be predicted that the end of the war would find the allies In good shape financially, despite their enormous permanent debts. James Whltcomb Riley as a Lion. It was a murk of our highest con sideration to produce niley at enter tainments given In honor of distin guished visitors, but this was not al ways to be effected without consider able plotting. (I have heard that In Atlanta "Uncle Ileinus" was even s greater problem to bis fellow cltltens I) Itiley's Innate modesty, always to be reckoned with, was likely to smother his companlonsbleness In the preseoce of ultra-literary personages. Ills re spect for scholarship, for literary so phistication, made hlrn reluctant to meet those who, he Imagined, breathed an ether to which he was unacclimst ed. At a small dinner In honor of Henry James he maintained s strict silence until one of the other guests. In an effort to "drsw out" the novelist, mentioned Thomas Hardy and the fe licity of his titles, Instancing "Under the Greenwood Tree" snd "A Pair of Blue Eyes." Illley for the first time addresHlng the table, remarked quletlj of the second of these: "It's an odd thing about eyes, that they are usually In sots!"—a comment which did not os I remember, strike Mr. James s> being funny.—Meredith Nicholson, It The Atlantic. Cigsr Ashes Vslusble. A curious possible source of value It unconsidered waste Is revealed by s i British chemist's thought that tobacc ash contains 20 per cent of potash. H> estimates that the ash of a cigar con tains R.!i grains of potash; that of * cigarette, 1.7S grains; and that of Si ordinary pipe of tobacco, 1.0 grains The ash of the tobacco consumed In the United Kingdom In the year end Ing March 31, 1914, contained shout 2,672 tons of potash, worth more than $2. r >o,ooo at the prices prevailing beforr the war. Important amounts of ash could be collected In clubs, hotels an£ other public places.—Columbia Stats. "Nobody at Home." Mistress—Bridget, I told yon twice to have muffins for breakfast. Have you no Intellect? Bridget—No, mum; there's nons In the bouse.- Christian Register. When the wives of munition workers in Germany organize food riots the hopeless fate of the other dependents may be imagined. Friends of Count Bernstorff whr expected him to be highly influen • tial at home will be disanpointeo to find him located off at Sweed en. NO. 13 an*u.,n iHihiH bikuiokf. V " i f Graham Baptist Church—Rev. W. R. Davis, Pastor. PreacMag every first and thlra Sundays at 11.00 a. m. and 7.00 p, m. Sunday School every Sunday at ».« a. m. A. P. Williams aupt. Frayer meeting every Tuesday *t i .30 p. m. ' 4»?Ji? nl n C S ri, i tU & Church-N. Main Street—Rev. jr. 9, Truitt. Preaching services overy Sec ond and fourth Sundays, at 11.00 Sunday School every Sunday at No* Pl 2l! de *";" Christian Church !».«,¥ Street, near Depot— nt -i' a -- T n>itt, Pastor. Priach ing •v«7 Second and Fourth Sun d«y nights at 8.00 o'clock. Sunday School every Sunday at B * y^' Buperln - Christian Endeavor Prayer Meet oD,c\ock. 6ry Thur,day nl * ht at T-4& 11 of Oraham Pub* Pastor ~~ V ° Fleming Martin, Preaching Ist, 2nd and 3rd Sun osvs. m AA Dd " y Bc , hool every Sunday at 10.00 a. m.—James Crisco, Superlo tendent Pastor. Preaching every Sunday at 11.N i. m. and at 7.J0 p. m. Sunday School every Bunday at •48 a. m.—yr. B. Qreen, Supt. M. P. Church—N. Main Street TV. R. S. Troxler, Pastor. Preaching first and third Sun 'V' *' 11 *. m. and I p. m. Sunday School every Sundav at 46 a. m.—J. L. Amick, Supt. Presbyterian- Wst Elm Street ev T. H McConnell. pastor. Sunday School every Sunday at '• •; m.—Lynn B. Williamson, Su •rintendent. '"•b/terian tTravora Chapel)- W. Ciegg. pastor •reaching every Second and ■urtb Bundays at 7Jo p. m. e iunday School every Sunday at ;0 , P w—J. Harvey White, 80- rintendent )neida—Sunday School every '"day at B.SO «>. m.-J. V. Pome y. Superintendent PROFEBBIONAL CARDS r.C. DERBY Civil Engineer. KAUAM, N. C.. Nalloaal Ink «l MuwKt sTr|. JRLINGTON, N. C, x>"" IS. let National ■—b ~-|ll siaa 'Mioec 47S OHN J. HENDERSON Atloraqr-al-Uw GRAHAM. N. C. ■ln aver Nailaaal Baak ol MM—a— , S. COOK, Attorney -at-Law, iAHAM, - • - - - N. C. Offloa Patterson Building Socoud Floor K. WILL S. Loi\(i, JK. . . . DENTIST . . . raham, • . . . North Carallaa •FICKin SJMMONH BUILDING 4' -OB A. LONG. J. 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