THIS WEAK,
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TeO* How Lydia E.Pinkham'»
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MUSTACHE COMES WITH BARS
Or, at Least, That Would Seem to Bo
the Idea That Waa in the Mind
of Private Jonea.
Somewhere In France, they're nil
Acre or they will be.
Private Kill Jones, lale customs In-
Rector at San Francisco, walked Into
• depot quartermaster's otllce, a copy
ml Paragraph —, S. O. —, In his huml.
It was evening, and only a major and
■ captain were present.
"What do you want?" asked the cap
tain.
"Transportation, sir," replied Pri
vate Jones, putting forth his best su
lute, "this order says I've got to go-—"
"Well, I'll he —snld the cuptaln,
Interrupting. "This is the last place
I expected to see you."
"Well, for the love of Mike!" ex
claimed Private Jones. "I'd 'u' known
you in a minute If It wasn't for that
Mustache and the —a —shoulder bars."
The captain used to be In the Iro
■lgrotlou department In San Francla
«o and he and Private Jonea used to
work together.
I
Protected
Soph—l was over to see her laat
Bight when some one threw a brick
through the window and hit .the poor
girl In the side I
Fresh —Did It hurt her?
Soph—No; but It broke three of my
•ngers.—Burr.
One Kind. ,
"llavo you grills In your house?"
"Well, my wife puts me through one
•very time I stay out late."
DoYou Know
The Fine Flavor
""-POST
TOASTIES
jm IS FOUND
IN NO OTHER
CORN
■gPjfIFLAKES
The Son of
Tarzan
By EDGAR RICE
BURROUGHS
Copyright by Frank A. Munttf Co.
CHAPTER XVll—Continued.
—l9
Merlein wui almost at Korak's Hide
when Tantor aaw n long knife In her
hand, and then he broke forth, bellow
ing horribly, uud charged down upon
the frail girl.
Korak screamed comjnanda to his
huge protector in an effort to halt hi in,
but all to no uvull. Merlein raced to
ward the bordering trees with ull the
speed thut Iny In her swift little feet,
but Tantor, for all Ills huge bulk, drove
down upon her with the rapidity of an
express train.
What was that? Korak's eyes start
ed from their sockets. A strange fig
ure had leapel from the tree the shade
of which Meriein already had reached
—leaped beyond the girl straight Into
the path of the charging elephant.
It with u half naked white giant.
Across his shoulder a coil of rope WUH
looped. Ia the hand of his gee-Btrlng
WUN a hunting knife.
A sharp command broke from the
stranger's Hps. The great beast halted
in Ids trackM, and Merloni swung her
self upward llito the tree to mifoty.
Koruk breathed a high of relief, riot
unmixed with wonder. I !• fastened
lil.s eyes upon the face of Merloni's de
liverer, and as recognition slowly Al
tered Into his understanding they went
wide in Incredulity and surprise. Tan
tor, still rumbling angrily, stood sway
ing to and fro before the giant white
num.
Then the latter stepped straight be
neath the upraised trunk and spoke a
low word of command. The great
beast ceased Ids muttering. The sav
age light died from bis eyes, and as
the stranger stepped forward toward
Konik, TII NI or trailed docilely at Ills
heels.
Mcriem was watching, too, and won
derlug. Suddenly the nian turned to
ward tier.
"Come, Mortem!" lie called. And
then she recognized him with a star
tled "liwiuui !"
"Jack !" cried tlie white giant, kneel
ing at tlie ape mail's side.
"Father!" came chokingly from the
Killer's lips. "Thank (lod that It was
you! No one else In all the Jungle
could have stopped Tantor."
Quickly the man out the bonds that
held Korak, and as the youth strug
gled weakly to H IN feet and threw his
arms about tils father, the older man
turned toward Merloni.
"I thought," be said, sternly, "that
I told you to return to the farm."
K>rnk was looking al them wonder-
Ingly. In Ills lu'art was a great yearn
ing to til Ice thi' girl In Ills arms, hut
in tluic ho remembered the other —the
dapper young Kngllsh gentleman—and
that he was hut a savage ape man.
Merloni looked up pleadingly Into
llwana's eyes.
"You told me," she said In a very
small voice, "that my place was he
side the man 1 love." And she turned
her eyes toward Korak. all tilled with
the wonderful light that no other man
had yet seen in them and that none
other ever would.
The Killer started toward her with
outstretched arms, hut suddenly he
fell upon one knee before her Instead
and, lifting her hand to his lips, kissed
It more reverently than he could have
kissed the hand of Ills country's queen.
A rumble from Tan tot brought the
three, all Jungle bred, to Instant alert-
Tantor was looking toward the
Then He Charged Down Upon the
Frail Girl.
trees behind them, and us their eyea
followed Ills gaze the head and shoul
ders of n great upe appeared atnld the
foliage.
For a moment the creature eyed
them, and then from his throat rose n
loud scream of recognition and of joy,
and a moment later the beaat hud
leaped to the ground, followed by a
score of bulls like himself, and was
waddling toward them, shouting In the
primordial tongue of the anthropoid:
"Taraan has returned! Tufzan, lord
of the Jungle!"
It was Akut, nnd Instantly he com
menced leaping and bounding about
the trio, uttering hideous shrieks and
mouthing* that to any other human
beings might have Indicated the most
ferocious rage, but these three knew
!i:tt the Icing of the apes was drffftg
lointgu to a king r,
-.'it .
TFH TWHTPPPT** WTT.TJAMRTON NORTH CAROT.TNA
Kdrnk laid his hand affectionately
upon his father's shoulder.
"There Is hut one Tarznn," he mild.
"There can never be another."
CHAPTER XVIII.
A Family Rsunion.
Two days later tlie three dropped
from the trees on the edge of the plain,
across which they could see the smoke
rising from the bungalow ami the
cookhouse chimneys. Tarznn of the
Apes hud regained his civilized cloth
ing from the tree where he had hidden
It, and as Korak refused to enter the
presence of his mother In the savage
half raiment that be had worn so long
and us Merlem would not leave him
for fear, as she explained, that be
would change his mind and run off
Into the jungle again, the father went
on ahead to the bungalow for horses
and clothes.
My Dear met him at the gate, her
eyes tilled with questioning ami sor
row, for she saw that Merlem was not
with him.
"Where IH she?" she asked, her voice
trembling. "Muvlrl told me that she
disobeyed your Instructions ami ran
off Into the Jungle after you hud left
them. Oh, John. I cannot bear to lose
her, too!" And Lady Greystoke broke
down and wept ns she pillowed her
heud upon the broad breast where so
often before she had found comfort In
the grent tragedies of her life.
Lord Greystoke raised her head and
looked down Into her eyes, his own
smiling uud filled with the light of hap
piness.
"What Is If, John?" she cried. "You
blue good news. I)o not keep me
waiting for It."
"I want to he quite sure that you
can stand hearing the best news that
ever cuine to either of us," he said.
"Joy never kills!" she cried. "You
have found her?" She could not bring
herself to hope for the Impossible.
"Yes, Jane," he said, un«l his voice
was husky with emotion, "I have found
her and —him!"
"Where is he? Where are they?"
she demanded.
"Out there at the edge of the Jungle.
He wouldn't coipu-io you in his savage
leopard skin and his nakedness. He
sent me to fetch him civilized cloth
ing"
She clapped her hands In ecstasy and
turned to run towurd t ; >e bungalow.
"Wall!" she cried over her shoulder.
"I have ull his little ;ultn. 1 have
saved them ull. I will bring one to
you."
Tarznn laughed and culled to her to
stop.
"The only clothing on the place that
will lit him," he said, "i» mine- If It
Isn't too small for lilm. Your little boy
has grown, June."
She laughed, too; she felt like laugh
ing at everything or at nothing. The
world was all love and happiness and
Joy once more, the world that had
been shrouded In the gloom of her
great sorrow for so many yeurs. So
great was her Joy that for the mo
ment she forgot the sad message thut
awaited Merlem.
Kin* called to Tnrzan after he had
ridden ll way to prepare her for It, but
he did not hear and rode on without
knowing of It himself.
When they arrived tlie mother faced
Merlem, an expression of sadness
erasing the happiness from her eyes.
"My little girl," she said, "In the
midst of our happiness a great sorrow
awaits you- Mr. llayncs did not sur
vive his wounds."
The expression of sorrow in Mer
lem's eyes expressed only what she
sincerely felt, but It was not the sor
row of a woman bereft of her best be
loved.
"I am sorry," she HIIUI quite simply.
"But It was not love, 1 did not know
what love was until 1 knew ttint Kornk
lived," and she turned toward the
Killer with a smile.
Lady Groystoko looked qutckly up
into the eyes of her son, the son who
one day would bo Lord Oreystoke. No
thought of the difference In the sta
tions of the K'irl and her boy entered
her mind. To lur Merloni ""Was ftt for
a king. She only wanted to know that
Jack loved the little Arab waif.
The look in his eyes answered the
question in her heart, and she threw
her arms about them both und kissed
them en eh a dozen times.
"Now," she cried, "I - shall really
have n daughter J"
It Was several weary marches to the
nearest mission, but they waited at
the farm only a few days for rest and
preparation for the groat event before
setting out upon the Journey, und after
the marriage ceremony had been per
formed they kept on to the coast to
take passage for England.
They had been home but a week
when Lord Greystoke received a mes
sage from his old friend D'Aruot. It
wns ID the form of a letter of intro
duction brought by one General Ar
mund Jncot. Lord Greystoke recalled
the name, as who fumlllur with mod
ern French history would not? For
Jncot wns In reality the I'rlnce de Cad
renet, that Intense republican who re
fuses to use, even by courtesy, a title
that lind belonged to his family for
400 years.
"There is no place for princes !» •
republic," he was wont to say.
Lord Greystoke received the hawk
nosed, gray mustnched soldier In his
library, and after a dozen words the
two men had formed a mutual esteem
that wns to endure through life. And
the soldiers' words laid vividly before
his host scenes and events nearly two
decades old. He told his host how he
had been a captain in the Foreign Le
gion of France stationed at that time
in Africa. He told how he had hunted
down marauding bands of Arabs and
blacks in the heart of thVgreat desert
of Snhnra. lie told how He had In
1 li him liis little four-yearmold
I how he came back to
i •'> 11ml that she had
Neither the wealth of her father aao
mother nor all the powerful resource*
of the great French republic wire able
to wrest the secret of her whereabouts
from the Inscrutable desert that had
swallowed her and her abductor.
A reward of such enormous propor
tions was offered that many adven
turers were attracted to the hunt,
among them Jenssen and llslblbn.
This was no case for the modern de
tective of civilization, yet several of
these threw themselves Into the search.
The bones of some are bleacblnc be
neath the African sun upon the silent
sands of the Sahara.
M I have come to you," explained
General Jacot as be concluded, "be
cause our dear admiral tells me that
there la no one In all the world who
Is more Intimately acquainted with
Central Africa than you.
"We did all that love and money and
even government resources could do to
discover her, but all to no avail.
"A week since there came to me In
Paris a swarthy Arab,.who called him
self Abdul Kamak. He said that he
had found my daughter and could lead
me to her. I took him at once to Ad
miral D'Arnot, who I knew had trav
eled some In Central Africa. The man's
story led the admiral to believe that
the place where the girl the Arab sup
posed to' be my daughter was held in
"I Know You! I Know Youl" Sh#
Cried.
captivity was not far from your Af
rlcan estates, and he advised that I
come at once and cull upon you—that
you would know if such n girl were In
your neighborhood."
"What proof did the Arab bring that
she was your daughter?" asked Lord
Greystoke.
"None," replied the other. "That Is
why we thought best to consult you
before organizing an expedition. The
fellow had only an old photograph of
her, ou the back of which was pasted
a newspaper cutting describing her and
offering a rewnrd. We feared that,
having found this somewhere, It had
aroused his cupidity and led him to
believe in some way he could ob
tain the reward, possibly by foisting
upon us a white girl on the chance
tlmt so many years had elapsed that
we would not be able to recognize an
Impostor us such."
"Have you the photograph with
you?" asked Lord Greystoke.
The general drew an envelope from
his pocket, took a yellowed photograph
from It and handed It to the English
man. Tears dimmed the old warrior's
eyes as they fell again upon the pic
tured features of his lost daughter.
Lord Greystoke examined the pho
tograph for a moment. A queer ex
pression entered his eyes. He touched
a bell at his elbow, and an Instant
later a footman entered.
"Ask luy son's wife If she will be so
good lis to come to the library," he
directed.
The two men snt In silence. General
Jucot was too well bred to show in
any way the chagrin and disappoint
ment ho felt in the summary manner In
which Lord Oreystoke hnd dismissed
the subject of his call. As soon as the
young lady hud come and he had been
presented he would make his de
parture.,
A moment later Merlem entered.
Lord Oreystoke and General Jaeot
rose and faced her. The Englishman
spoke no word of Introduction. He
wunted to see the effect of the first
sight of the girl's face on the French
man, for he had a theory, a heaven
born theory, that hud lehped Into his
mind the moment his eyes had rested
on the baby face of Jeanne Jacot.
General Jacot took one look at
Merlem, then turned toward Lord
Oreystoke. "How long have you known
it T" he asked, a trltle accusingly.
"Since you showed me that photo
graph a moment ngo," replied the Eng
lishman.
"It is she," said Jacot, shaking with
suppressed emotion, "but she does not
recognize me. Of course, she could
not." Then he turned to Merlem.
"My child," he said, "1 am your "
But she interrupted him with a
quick, glad cry as she ran toward him
with outstretched arms.
"I know youl I know you!" she
cried. "Oh, now 1 remember 1" And
the old man folded her In his arms.
Jack Clayton and his mother were
summoned, and when the story bad
been told them they were only glad
that little Merlem had found a father
and a mother.
"And really you. didn't marry an
Arab waif after all," said Merlem.
"Isn't It flneT"^—-
"Jou are fine," replied the Killer.
"I married my little Merlem, and I
don't care for my part whether she Is
an Arab or Just a little Manganl."
r "She 1s neither, my son," said G*n
ernt 'Afhiaml If * Mtneeu
in her own right." ' 1 i
(THE ENDJ
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"Over the Top With the Best
of Luck ind Gitfe Than HellJ "
OVER
THE
TOP
— 1 BY ■ xsm
Sertf't Arthur Guy Empey
Serg't Empey's vivid and grip
ping story of the great war will be
printed in installments in this paper.
Twenty-seven chapters of excit
ing adventures and heart-stirring actioir,
events that befell this one man from the
time he passed from civilian life to take his
place in the human wall that stands between
civilization and frightfullness.
Serg't Empej is- an American
who enlisted in the British Army on
hearing of the sinking of the "Lusitania.*'
He writes in a straightforward way of his own
experiences "over there," of the life in which
our own American boys are entering.
OVERTHETOP
Will Be Printed' Exclusively
IN T Hls NEWSPAPER
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STDRIESAgffIfI!
AMERiq^^g
Tale of the War and Piemen Three of Houston
HOUSTON.— Jacob nnd Samuel and Ell Bunln won't Interrupt another war
to sell pies to soldiers In the front-line trenches. If they meet up with •
war, complete and with spare pr.rts, owned and operated personally my MaJ.
Oen. George Bell, Jr., commander of
Thirty-third division, they will detour
t l\ a 8 wlde,y as the l e rraln Permits.
This tale of the Piemen Three and
> the twice Interrupted war started re
• f" 1 'W^K—- —\ —l Sunlight gleamed upon No Man's
A V (\ Land of the Camp Logan battlefield.
It glinted from rifle barrels of sentries
/j' gnzlng through wire entanglements at
, © the "German" trenches 50 yards away.
Then Jacob and Samuel and Ell,
caring nothing for wars or rumors
thereof, walked Into No Man's Land and with a large basket, skirted the wire
entnnglements and walked along the parapet of an American trench. They
shouted:
"Plfs! Who wants a pie? Pies!"
They were regular Joshuas, for like Joshua's sun, the war stopped dead
still.
"Gimme two," shouted a sentry.
-■ "Here, buddy; I'll take lemon cream," cried a machine gunner.
From all sides the "grim warriors" came crowding up.
Then General Bell, on a tour of Inspection, came Into the trench and
found his fighters' faces buried In mince, apple, custard, and berry pie.
Well, when the Piemen Three were brought by guards before MaJ. Fred
eric L. Huldekoper. division adjutant, In division headquarters, It was dis
covered two of them hsd been barred from camp for disobeying a rule against
selling pies to soldiers except through the regimental exchanges.
"Take 'em to the stockade," ordered Major Huldekoper. *
Jacob and Samuel and Ell Bunln won't Interrupt another war to sell plea
to soldiers In the front-lino trenches.
Greenwich Villagers Find War Economy Is Easy
NEW YORK. —In Greenwich village, thst land of embryo literary llghty,
artists, nomads and "first families," they are prepared for most anything
that might choose to come along. When the war began all the rest of the
world gasped and sat back quite
stunned. But they didn't feel unrest /*\ A g*
In Greenwich Village. Instead, they V
Just began to allow their haliftto grow '..'JA MP
a little longer, took a few more beans *
out of fhe soup and ripped away one \\ J\
of the two postage stamps usually 1
worn as clothing. And the village felt [
secure and happy that It was doing Its L/( | J [Y*(
As an example of the way they are H ■W-rV
on clothing material, the xfejgrS \
being held In Webster hall
these days might be Investigated. Recently they held one of the "every-once
ln-a-while" affaire, and there was very little attention paid to clothing at aIL
Time was when the law stepped Into Webster hall on occasions, when It
was deemed the girls had crossed the border, and carted away tile back-to
nature young folk to the station house around the corner. Now the police*
men, it Is understood, hare been Instructed to arrest on sight all entering
Webster hall with more than a daub of black paint and a smile on their
bodies.
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