SLBB. I' ¦WSWWgv—BSBB'. il’.i—'lW«i'"«llilllSH———MramamMaww ii i « - - THE AUDUBON REPUBLICAN ¦ "¦ ¦ ~¦¦ ¦ I—l ¦¦¦¦¦ " Contrary Aotlone. veioped sop. red Mfeti. u included no- ciotbea, neatly laid out—also Kazla. table achievements as a labor who “Why did Banks round up his cred- “ ' ‘ leader, haa just completed this kindly itors?” although his notions of the historic service. I “I to do the thing.” ~7 eoutllct were a little vague. “I thought you'd like to clean up suppose square As they passed the mouth of a lit- before supper," she explained with a TKT.T, tle dell they were halted by this tab- new diffidence. YOUROWN DRUGGIST WILI. TOW Try Marins Hys Hr-msdy (or Ked, Weak, Watsry The No Ambitioim of Mark Trait! Ht-s and Granulated Hmart|tia—- leau: Kuzin leaning 'against a tree "Thank you, Kazia. You always Hyelids; Hye Comfort. Write for Book of the Wjm and Jim Whiting at her feet tying the think of the right things.” {uaij mall Froe. Murine Jkye Kemadjr 00., Chicago. shoe-lace that had come loose. He waa "No, not always.” unconscionably long about It, Mark She moved toward the door—anx- Got Easy. By HENRY RUSSELL MILLER “What's thought. He must have said some- ious to avoid him, as usual, he thought. the matter?” of Author of thing, for she laughed, a clear ringing But he had no spirit for the siege just "My bookkeeper wants a raise | has •THE MAN HIGHER UP,” “HIS RISE TO POWER," Etc. note. The kneeling gallant arose. then. He dropped into the chair, bury- two dollars per month. Says he Mark saw a man two or three years ing his throbbing bead in his hands. been offered that by another firm.” his senior, not ill-looking despite his He supposed that she had gone. “Well, he has always been a faith- too heavy lips and loose jaw and But she had not gone. She stood ful employe, hasn’t he?” clothes. Mark disliked him uncertain in the doorway, watching the “Yes, he has come and stayed (Copyright. 1913, by The Bobbs-Merrill Company) "sporty” early at once. Whiting took Kazia's arm tired dejected figure he made. late. I must admit that he Is a valu- SYNOPSIS. tie who after twelve In "And will help with that indifferent as But the trans- woman years you me was ever. and led her slowly along the dell. “Not always," she repeated. The able man. Still, this is the first time America had learned a word of sometimes?” formation held. in hardly “Pslakrew!” muttered Piotr. the ready color mounted. "Sometimes I'm he has ever asked for a raise. What Mark Tmltt decides to leave his native Plotr was a “Sure. Mark assented “Oh! Hullo!” English. greedy, usually Sometimes,” Pole's deadly Insult. —cranky when 1 don’t want to be." do you advise?" town of Bethel to seek his fortune. His sullen boy of eighteen, still in high recklessly. • “Hello!” she said quietly, and moved sweetheart. Unity Martin, encourages him The homely face was pale, con- He glanced up, bewildered by this “Give him his two dollars, and ba In his project Blmon Truitt tells his son school, always bent over hts But Plotr was insatiable. “Every away toward the kitchen. trouble- vulsed with hate and a real suffering. sudden striking of colors. thankful that you have no Federal that It his dream see long has been to a a “Kazia—” some books. He had club foot and night?” “You look she went on steel plant at Bethel and asks him to Even Mark, -self-absorbed, could see awful tired,” league bidding for your men.” the of the was t “Well, no,” said Mark, recovering She return and build it lr he ever gets rich. heavy labor mills not paused inquiringly. that. He patted the boy on the shoul- hurriedly. Mark arrives In city and applies —" —’’ the to for him. caution. "Not every night. I can’t ”Er he floundered. "It’s a fine Thomas Henley, head of the QUlnby Iron der. He nodded stupidly, trying to grasp Important to Mothora "Plotr lss a Roman "Of course not, Plotr,” Kazia cut In. morning.” works, for a Job and Is sent to the con- goot boy,” con- “Never mind, Pete. She can’t think the fact that for once she was neither Examine carefully every bottle of struction gang. He makes a big success fided to "but he lss ashamedt "He can't time little she Mark, t waste on a stupid “Yes,” said, much of him.” hostile nor indifferent. “It's tbe heat" CASTORIA, a safe and sure remedy for In that work and Henley promises him a that be lss Hunky. I am not ashamedt. Hunky.” His remark, he felt, hardly justified Infants and children, and see that it better Job. , "He's not fitfor her,” Piotr cried. “It’ll be worse in summer. It hurts He beliefs ven he iss smart with his i “I'm not s Hunky,” Plotr resented her detention. He groped about for a “Right!" Mark agreed firmly. even (Jncle Roman then. You can't books he vill be American. the i passionately, Kazia but more fertile “Fine CHAPTER V. But,” addressing topic. geraniums Piotr went further. “Nobody's fit stand It." Signatured father "Plotr lss not smart” for Mark’s more’n you’ve got Kazia.” elghed, ’ benefit, “any you there, for her." He roused himself. "Yes, I stand can In Use For Over 30 Years. Crossroads. Also, there was Kazia. are. We are —we were—Poles. But “Yes.” "Kazia's a mighty nice girl," Mark it—because I will.” Richard Courtney for Fletcher’s Castoria It had stubborn At first Mark but passing we're Americans now. I’ve “My goodness!" he laughed. "Is Children Cry been an unusually gave no- - Why, declared, less sweepingly. would have detected a new firmness and tice to the girl who moved so quietly ' almost forgotten how to talk Polish — 'yes’ all ou can say? Don't re- ’’hard-tap," requiring quick heavy y( you "Yes, she’s nice. And she’s smart, in the line of the grimly shut mouth. The New Reading. to break out the hardened around the bouse, waiting on the table, , except to the he added con- member \e agreed to be friends?" Hedging Matka,’[ too, smarter'n me. She's smart as you.” "Several thousand men stand it." Nat C. Goodwin, the famous actor, Are-clay and slag In the tap-hole. The. sweeping and sewing. Having certain i scientiously. “I said I wanted you to stay,” Bhe Piotr looked up fiercely, as if expect- “I hope so." she answered gravely. complained at a dinner at the Players ¦Gw that had floated on the metal standard)-, of beauty, he carelessly de- “Will help he corrected without enthusiasm. “I'll was you me tonight?” re- ing contradiction. “When you say it that way, you make in New York, about the facility and dripping Into the cinder pit, send- cided that she had none of It turned to Mark, with less get your breakfast.” This time she ac- now assurance. "Sure, she is! But I'm afraid," me think you can." the levity of divorce. What Roman have cher- "It's her ing up a shower of golden sparks. hopes may Caesar. And I am stupid," he complished escape. very casually, this, “she doesn’t like "I say it to make myßelf think so, “Why,” said Mr. Goodman hotly, "the 'Roman Andzrejzski, melter In charge ished from the presence of a young ! sighed. He sat at the table, loftily amused. me well.” I guess.” He laughed shortly. Then some divorce and American very way people remarry of the furnace, watching the In hls home were not at Mark, though his rash- Probably—thus he considered her un- was repenting Piotr jumped at the bait "She he observed that she was wearing her is terijble. once realized. poor still scorched, haggard face of his "second ness, could not well refuse. ForMkn respouslveness—the thing stuck white the of course, thinks you're up and selfish," be dress; reason, "On a roof garden the other evening That Even when Mark had regained much hour listened doubted hls sincerity. And she had helper.'' young man, leaning 1 they while Caesar qjie- was explained. "And she's always afraid obvious. a young lady said to me: with an air of exhaustion and discour- of hls strength, the fear of physical told how be region, beyond question; on the whole I tuousiy had taught the "Was it a nice walk “ everybody, ’cept Jim Whiting, ’ll look today?" 'Congratulate me, Mr. Goodwin. over him. There hd been selfish In hls agement on hts inverted sledge, was collapse always hung conquered Vercingetorix his had rigid seclu- 1 pliSjj •down on her because her mother”— "I didn't go." silver was or when he did sion He that. Today is my wedding day.’ coughing violently. He had been just no night morning I But Kazia was not at time paPI mußt repair any Piotr flushed —“wasn't married.” "Oh!" He leaned forward, very " 'Oh, nonsense,’ Bald I. ‘You are three months In the heat and toll the not return ready, after bathing and ent during the lesson. Kazia. bearing hls breakfast, Inter- I At last, ya#U«: So that was the reason for her out- eagerly for an exhausted man. "Kazla, too young and pretty to have beer open-hearth furnacemen must endure ing mightily, Mark He hls niusiugs. He surveyed ap- arose.