[1]The complete works of Mark Twain, with complete forewords by Mr. Paine are, oddly enough, published by Harper and Bros. who, oddly enough, also publish this magazine. We celebrate this coincidence by offering the complete set to our readers on easy and friendly terms.
[1]The complete works of Mark Twain, with complete forewords by Mr. Paine are, oddly enough, published by Harper and Bros. who, oddly enough, also publish this magazine. We celebrate this coincidence by offering the complete set to our readers on easy and friendly terms.
Mr. Horace J. BorrowHartford, Connecticut
Dear Mr. Borrow: Enclosed find check for ten dollars ($10) in payment of my annual dues for the year 1891-2.
Yours truly,(Signed) S.L. CLEMENS.
Highways and By-Ways in Old Fall River
The chance visitor to Fall River may be said, like the old fisherman in "Bartholomew Fair," to have "seen half the world, without tasting its savor." Wandering down the Main Street, with its clanging trolley-cars and noisy drays, one wonders (as, indeed, one may well wonder), if all this is a manifestation so much of Fall River as it is of that for which Fall River stands.
Frankly, I do not know.
But there is something in the air, something ineffable in the swirl of the smoke from the towering stacks, which sings, to the rhythm of the clashing shuttles and humming looms, of a day when old gentlemen in belted raglans and cloth-topped boots strolled through these streets, bearing with them the legend of mutability. Perhaps "mutability" is too strong a word. Fall Riverians would think so.
And the old Fall River Line! What memories does that name not awaken in the minds of globe-trotters? Or, rather, what memoriesdoesit awaken? William Lloyd Garrison is said to have remarked upon one occasion to Benjamin Butler that one of the most grateful features of Fall River was the night-boat for New York. To which Butler is reported to have replied: "But, my dear Lloyd, there is no night-boat to New York, and there won't be until along about 1875 or even later. So your funny crack, in its essential detail, falls flat."
But, regardless of all this, the fact remains that Fall River is Fall River, and that it is within easy motoring distance of Newport, which offers our art department countless opportunities for charming illustrations.
The Editor's Drawer
Little Bobby, aged five, saying his prayers, had come to that most critical of diplomatic crises: the naming of relatives to be blessed.
"Why don't I ask God to bless Aunt Mabel?" he queried, looking up with a roguish twinkle in his blue eyes.
"But you do, Bobby," answered his mother.
"So I do," was his prompt reply.
Little Willy, aged seven, was asked by his teacher to define the word "confuse." "'Confuse' is what my daddy says when he looks at his watch," said Willy. The teacher never asked that question again. At least, not of Willy.
Little Gertrude, aged three, was saying her prayers. "Is God everywhere?" she asked.
"Yes, dear, everywhere," answered her mother.
"Everywhere?" she persisted.
"Yes, dear,everywhere," repeated her mother, all unsuspecting.
"Then He must be like Uncle Ned," said the little tot.
"Why, Gertrude, what makes you say that?"
"Because I heard Daddy say that Uncle Ned was everywhere," was the astounding reply.
THE LAST MATCH
By Roy Comfort Ashurst
Slowly the girl in the green hat approached the swinging door of the hotel.
She was thinking.
A man more versed in the ways of womankind than Ned Pillsbury might, perhaps, have perceived that she was also glancing surreptitiously upwards through the dark fringe of lashes which veiled her brown gypsy eyes, but Ned was not a trained observer in such matters. To him, as he sat in the large, roomy leather chair in the lobby, the only reaction was
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ARE YOU SURE OF YOUR CRANK-SHAFT?
The answer to this question is the answer to the peace of mind with which you operate your motor. Whether you are the operator of an automobile, or one of those intrepid spirits to whom the world-war has given the vision of flying through the air at 175 miles an hour, you need to give pause and say to yourself:
"Just how much faith can I put in my crank-shaft?"
And if it is a Zimco crank-shaft, made in the factory of a thousand sky-lights, you may be sure that it will stand the test.
Zimco crank-shafts have that indefinable quality which gives them personality among crank-shafts. You know a Zimco when you see one and you feel that it is an old friend. It does everything but speak. And that its host of friends do for it.
Let us send you free our handsome little booklet on "After-the-War-Problems."
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one of amazement that there could be such a beautiful person alive in this generation.Ned was a young man of great possibilities, but few probabilities. Born in the confusion of an up-state city, and educated in the hub-bub of a large college, on whose football team he had distinguished himself in the position of left-halfback, he had never been so fortunate as to receive that quiet instruction in dark brown eyelashes and their potentialities which has been found to be so highly essential to the equipment
one of amazement that there could be such a beautiful person alive in this generation.
Ned was a young man of great possibilities, but few probabilities. Born in the confusion of an up-state city, and educated in the hub-bub of a large college, on whose football team he had distinguished himself in the position of left-halfback, he had never been so fortunate as to receive that quiet instruction in dark brown eyelashes and their potentialities which has been found to be so highly essential to the equipment
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INTRODUCING THE 7-TON GARGANTUA TRUCK
This important announcement is made by the Gargantua Company with a full realization of its significance. We realize that we are creating a new thing in trucks.
The Gargantua combines all the qualities of the truck with the conveniences of a Fall River boat. Its transmission system has been called "The Queen of Transmissions." The efficacy of its bull-pinions in the tractor attachment has been the subject of enthusiastic praise from bull-pinion experts on all continents.
The Gargantua is the result of a dream. Henry L. McFern (now president of the Gargantua Co.), was the dreamer. Mr. McFern wanted something that would revolutionize the truck business, and yet still be a truck. He gave it the thought of all his waking hours. His friends called him a "dreamer," but Henry McFern only smiled. When first he brought out the model of the Gargantua it was called "McFern's Folly," but Henry McFern only smiled the more. And when the time came for the test, it was seen that the "dreamer" of South Bend had given the world anewIdea.
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of a man of the world to-day. He knew that women were strange creatures, for this popular superstition reaches even to the recesses of the most exclusive of male retreats, but further than that he was uninformed. He had, it is true, like many another young man, felt the influence of certain pairs of blue eyes
of a man of the world to-day. He knew that women were strange creatures, for this popular superstition reaches even to the recesses of the most exclusive of male retreats, but further than that he was uninformed. He had, it is true, like many another young man, felt the influence of certain pairs of blue eyes
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I AM THE STRENGTH OF AGES
¶I have sprung from the depths of the hills.
¶Before the rivers were brought forth, or even before the green leaves in their softness made the landscape, I was your servant.
¶From the bowels of the earth, where men toil in darknesss, I come, bringing a message of insuperable strength.
¶From sun to sun I meet and overcome the forces of nature, brothers of mine, yet opponents; kindred, yet foes.
¶I am silent, but my voice re-echoes beyond the ends of the earth.
¶I am master, yet I am slave.
¶I am Woonsocket Wrought Iron Pipe, "the Strongest in the Long Run." (Trademark.)
Send for illustrated booklet entitled
"The Romance of Iron Pipe."
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which had come into his life during the years when he was in susceptible moods, but such occurrences were not the result of any realization on his part of their significance. They were in the same category of physical phenomena as includes measles or chicken-pox, for example,—the direct result of a certain
which had come into his life during the years when he was in susceptible moods, but such occurrences were not the result of any realization on his part of their significance. They were in the same category of physical phenomena as includes measles or chicken-pox, for example,—the direct result of a certain
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WHY WORRY OVER CHISEL TROUBLES?
"You've got the right kind of chisel there. I see it's a Blimco. I've always found that Blimco chisels stand up longer under everyday usage, and I tell my foremen to see to it that the men always have their Blimcoes and no other. I have tried the others, but have always come back to the Blimco. I suppose it is because the Blimco is made by master-workmen, supervised by experts and sold only by dealers who know the best tools. When you see a Blimco in a dealer's window, you may know that that dealer is a man of discrimination. The discriminating workman always uses a Blimco. 'The Chisel of Distinction.' Clip this coupon and send it NOW for our instructive booklet 'Chiselling Prosperity'."
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temporary debility which renders the patient susceptible to infection.Ned Pillsbury was therefore somewhat overcome by the vision of the girl with the green hat, and suffered from that feeling of pioneering emotion which must have affected Mr. Balboa who, according to the poet, stood "silent on a peak in Darien" survey-
temporary debility which renders the patient susceptible to infection.
Ned Pillsbury was therefore somewhat overcome by the vision of the girl with the green hat, and suffered from that feeling of pioneering emotion which must have affected Mr. Balboa who, according to the poet, stood "silent on a peak in Darien" survey-
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MAKE YOUR PISTON-RINGS WORK FOR YOU
Why should you persist in being ashamed of your piston-rings?
Why should you make your wife and daughter suffer the humiliation which comes from knowing that you are using an inferior make?
"Emancipator" Piston-Rings cost more than ordinary piston-rings, but they are worth it. They are worth more even than we ask.
What would it mean to you to know that you were not losing steam power because of a faulty piston-ring? Wouldn't it be worth a few extra dollars?
Napoleon once said that an army marches on its stomach.
If this has any relation to piston-rings, we fail to see it. But it has as much relation to piston-rings as a matter of price does when steam economy is at stake.
"Emancipator" Piston-Rings bring twice the power with one-half the trouble. That's why we call them "Emancipator."
Ask your grocer about "Emancipators." He will tell you to ask your garage-man. In the meantime, let us send you our catalog.
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ing the Pacific. He was aware of a strange exaltation coursing through his veins, and before he knew it, he was on his feet and pushing through the revolving door in the compartment behind the green hat.
ing the Pacific. He was aware of a strange exaltation coursing through his veins, and before he knew it, he was on his feet and pushing through the revolving door in the compartment behind the green hat.
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YOU, MR. LEATHER-BELTING-USER!
What is your problem?
Do you wake up in the morning with green spots before your eyes? Are you depressed? Does the thought of a day's work with an unsatisfactory belting weigh upon your mind, bringing on acidosis, hardening of the arteries, and a feeling of opposition to the League of Nations?
If so, let us tackle your problem for you.
We have built up a service department which stands alone in its field. For sixteen years we have been making it the perfect institution that it is to-day.
Bring your belting troubles to Mr. Henry W. Wurlitz, who is at the head of our service department, and he will set you right. He will show you the way to a Bigger, Better, Belting outlook.
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"I beg your pardon," he said softly, as they emerged on the street, "but did you drop this flask?"She turned quickly and faced him. There was a twinkle in her dark brown eyes as she answered him:
"I beg your pardon," he said softly, as they emerged on the street, "but did you drop this flask?"
She turned quickly and faced him. There was a twinkle in her dark brown eyes as she answered him:
(To be continued)