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Draven by W. K. Stannert Tutor—In order to subtract things they have always to be of the same deno' from four oranges. ination—for example: we Ethel—But, teacher, three motor cars can be taken from one father! The Bow of Ulysses by F. Grecory Hartswick ENELOPE had just disposed of the last batch of suitors, and was gloomily unraveling the muffler she was knitting for the Red Cross. She was worried, for her friends were openly hinting that she was not doing her bit for the boys; moreover, the last suitor had nearly succeeded in the test to which she had set him. She took off as much wool as she thought she could without exciting suspicion, and was laying the eternal muffler in the dresser drawer, when the bell rang. “Good Lord!”” thought she. Well —show him up, Acte.” “Another one! How It Happened “T notice you call one of your daughters ‘Balmy book agent. “I presume you named her so because of her salubrious disposition or the state of Ala- bama?”” “Not presizely,” replied Gap Johnson, of Rumpus Ridge, Ark. “You see, about the time she was born one of wife's sis ters was yur, and she kept talking about the merits of old Dr Somefeller’s Kidney and Liver Balm; said it made a new man in honor of , bearded stranger was ushered in. “I am your husban: he announced. “Ts that so!” countered Penelope. are Ulysses, let’s see you fix the furnace. man in the world that can do it.”” The stranger disappeared below-stairs. A_ terrific clanking and banging shook the house. Penclope glanced at the thermometer. Shades of Vulcan—the mercury was rising! From the registers came a gush of heat. All doubt left her. With a joyful cry she fled downward, to be clasped in the coal-stained hands of her long-missing spouse. “If you really He's the only of her husband, or something that-a-way. I don’t know about that part, but I recollect that he was hung a spell afterwards But, anyhow, wife liked the sound of the name of the medicine so much that she named the child after it.” Joyless Riders Government ownership of railroads might poll some votes if put to a popular referendum. There are probably people who haven't been on a train since April, 1917. comicbooks.com