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vftuujjtffrdaj'idtt THE INDIANA PROGRESS, APRIL 23, 1919 The Motor Lady By ROSALIE FAV1ER (Copyright, 1918, by McClure Newspaper Syndicate.) Thompson crawled from under the car, his face, hands and clothes streaked with a combination of perspiration, tar, gravel and grease that bespoke for the light gray trousers, and a visit to the manicure for the hands. And worst of all, the automobile still refused to budge! "1 give up!" groaned Thompson, tanking despondenUy on the grass. "The blame thing won't go, and that's ail there is to it." "Never say die," cautioned a voice at bis elbow. "Faint heart never won a stubborn motorcar." "My dear young hurriedly drew his grimy handkerchief his face, and tried anxiously to find the part in his touseled hair-- at present I haven't any heart At all, after all I have been through." "What have you done?" "Well," he began, "I looked to see i had any gasoline." "That was clever of you," smiled the girl. "So many' men would knock an engine to pieces first, and discover an empty gasoline fan later.

Is there in the radiator?" 'Yup!" 'Car well oiled?" "How are the spark plugs? A tracked one will cause no end of trou- "Me, you know." The man gulped. Evidently she did fcnow a little about motors. "No," he "the plugs are all right. Besides if one of them was broken the engine -would have given warning; it wouldn't liave stopped your Ignition squinted tier eyes, deep In thought. "There is a loose somewhere." "There Is not!" Thompson cried em- ALWAYS HUNGRY AT NIGHT KantM City Man Beginning to Fear le Afflicted With an Unpatriotic Stomach.

A Kansas City man who is trying to te very patriotic Is beginning to wonder If be Is not cursed with a pro- German stomach. During the daytime, when he Is up ou his feet, he has no trouble observing the food regulations, but Just as soon as he lies down at night to go to sleep, his stomach takes advantage of the fact that he Is flat on his back and refuses to give way to Morpheus until he eats again. "Sometimes I manage to get to sleep without taking on an extra cargo of food," he says. "But when I do I usually wake up in the middle of the night with a inad craving for food, and the only way I can got back to sleep Is to get up, go out to the kitchen and cook myself some hot food." The man says he has tried his best to overcome this hunger habit, but is unable to do so. Several times a week he will go to the kitchen In the middle of the night, put on a skillet and fry a piece of hum, or bacon and eggs, and, after eating an ordinary size meal, will go back to bed and sleep.

He says hfc has tried eating fruits and light food, but his stomach will have none of these and insists upon meats. Often when he Is standing over a skillet dressed only fn his pajamas ia the dead of night he says he feels like a thief stealing food, while others who patriotically observe all of Mr. Hoover's regulations are asleep. "Maybe you have a tapeworm with Teutonic leanings," a friend suggested. "Maybe I have," the man replied, sadly, "but I think It is an inherited habit that is just getting a grip on me.

I remember when my folks lived on a farm near Porneroy. When I was just a kid my father used to have to get up in the night and eat as I do. But it Is only recently thai I have becoim addicted to the habit, and It is only since the food regulations became so strict that I have worried about It." Maybe your wife's cooking Is not as -phatlcally. "I've followed every blame up, and they are all O. "Then I know just what the trouble is.

Your timer Is dirty." "Just, wipe it over and the car will arua with ease," flaunted Beth, her eyes twinkling merrily. "And, so long." On the way to the village, for he started a few minutes later, Thompson on who the "Motor Lady" might be, and why she had hurried aiway so quickly. He was thinking Of when he stored the car away in hotel garage, and engaged his oom for the night. He even sat on i veranda to watch all the women ly.ftl passed, hoping that she would i ss, too. When night camo hope fled.

He was an town for the one night only, to sell and would leave for the next big directly after breakfast. He strode up and down the long cor- r.i.or puffing thoughtfully at his cigar, waiting for the manager of the garage, wno bad arranged to meet him that veiling. At eight o'clock on the min- ii'e the call boy motioned to the rest- Jess man. B. Sterns Is out on the rtinda waiting for you, sir." Thompson away his cigar.

His mind was wandering and he need- to concentrate, lor the Sterns peo- were customers he wanted to se- He hurried out. A slender figure rose from a rocker to meet him. "Good morning, Mr. Thompson." "Yes," Thompson hesitated. "Sorry i can't stop, but I have a pressing engagement just now." 'I know--with me," laughed the girl.

am E. B. Sterns. You wish to Interest me in a certain make of tire. I tiave a full stock of shoes on hand just now, so you will have to do some talking to make buy." Thompson thought of his afternoon's fi'ipht; be noticed the twinkle in "Beth's eyes; he m.ide up bis mind to 'v'n or die! So he talked.

Fabric, enc 1 ability, flexibility, reliability, mileage. before any Tire been so lauded to the HP Talked till his throat was sore, and continued i his voice was husky and ht panted for a and be did not Celise i she lifted her hand in pro- Instead of Buying, "I'll take a l.iindred on trial," she a "Mr. Thompson, a is your salary?" Thompson was too surprised to say anything but per." "I'll give you forty, if you care to work in my garai'e "You mean Why, you don't know me from Adam." "I know on are a good sules- ii.an, nnd also a gentleman. There's iifbody In town a can help me in garage, nnd since my brothers to war I can't handle the place I need help and I a ycur manner towards me ever met. Will you accept?" It was some 12 a when 21 large touring car came to a a i.ong the roadMdo.

and j-fung turned UK side him. "Now a the matter? lolng to play trick-- on us, just as we hre starting off on our honeymoon, is I I call this to luck." "So do I for your new suit. What do you i is don't knov. I paid special atten- t.on to every a part of cnr this morning. Honest I i Heili," he exclaimed, as the girl laughed merrily 'Kxcept to the oil i you poured everywhere In excitement.

a man Is liable to lose his hend on wedding day, Sweetheart." Heth leaned over nnd kissed the wrinkled brow. 'Thoer up, it's only that your timer is dirty." good as it used to be," was the next logical suggestion. "Don't you ever think It Isn't, young man!" the glutton of the darkness replied indignantly. "My wife, sir, is the best cook in Kansas City You may accuse me of having German tapeworm or of having an unpatriotic stomach, but you must not reflect upon my wife's culinary art. Good CTenlng, sir Kansas City Star.

Eels Are Eels. John Treadwell Nichols, assistant curator of the department of ichthyology of the American Museum of Natural History, has done his bit for the food supply by an effort to lessen the prejudice against eels. The chapter of the cookbook devoted to eels should begin: "First catch your eel; then forget how it looks." The trouble with eating eels is at the start. After the first plate of eels the reluctant customer is ready for more. Mr.

Nichols assures us that eels have, In fact, no relationship with snakes. They have developed their form and sinuosity by their habit of poking into cracks and crannies of waterbeds. They are true fishes and should not be victims of the prejudice against snakes. The classic way to cook eels is to skin them, clean them, cut them Into lengths and fry In butter. "Many persons," says Mr.

Nichols, "find them delicious." That's no Enquirer. Unfortunate Expression. Although our new war secretary, Lord Milner, cannot exactly be said to shine ns a humorist, he can enjoy a good story against himself, as witness the following, which he is fond of relating. Some years ago, fresh from his South African triumphs, he addressed an audience of undergraduates at his old university. "We remember not merelyi the beauty of the individual colleges, but the beauty of Oxford as a whole, And what a whole It is." "Flear, hear!" yelled the.

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