f J i' i vj/vvjaiajama!/ 0av\1aj aj/\jw a!a! '\!/ v'/v'? vW/ > t/\f/ la 4/^>A>AtA0\lAT/vAt/^AIK,A0vl/vl/>t>v)<\t/\tAt'\t<\lAlAt/ J A FALLE i i vv^vajaiaiamawm dy crfher CHAPTER IX. 10 Continued. -"Take care!" he cried. "It is not wise to irritate liim too far! " "That ought to draw him, if ho has the 6pirit of a zoophyte," said Campion; "but he bears it, Nebelsen, you see?'smiles as he wa3 wont to smile' ?and I still breathe! " "We shall see," was the Chela's sole observatiou. He seemed at once disappointed and relieved. "Ah, you're incorrigible!" said Campion, laughing. "Never mind; we won't quarrel about it." "You will not object if I submit the case to my Mahatma for his advice?" ?1 J "NT~1???T tit! 11 {rat fha hrnth. BB1U XNCUCIDCII. X nui vuu er who is over hier to forward a gommunication for me. And, if it is not too great an Interference with Karma and if the Mahatma happens in a goot temper to be, I shall perhaps an answer which will gonfirm my obinion receive, and be able then to tell you what you ought next to do." "Do just as you please about it, Nebelsen," said Campion. "But I can't promise to follow your directions. " CHAPTER X. Conviction. campion had quite dismissed the incident, however, by the following day when he was able to return to the study he was making for his next picture, a scene from "Christabel." The lost sense of power and delight in work came back to him. His friend Pcrceval, who looked in nhnnt this time, was sumrised by his animation. Campion, deserting the classics for romance, had chosen as his subject the first meeting of the lovely lady Christabol and the dangerous Geraldine in the wood. "I remember," said the elder artist, on being told the subject; "but wasn't it a 'midnight wood,' and hadn't one of them 'a silken robe of white, that shadowy in the moonlight shone,' if I remember my Coleridge? Why have you made 'em meet at sunset?" ? "You call that sunset! I thought I had caught rather a good moonlight effect myself." "Oh, very well; but?crimson moss and scarlet turf! Come, Campion, this is more eccentric than ever." "Crimson? Scarlet? Nonsense! Grays and greens, you mean. Why, where are your eyes, 'making the green one red' like this?" "I may be wrong," said Perceval, with a quiet forbearance that provoked Campion. "May be! My dear fellow, you are," he said. "We'll soon settle it," and he shouted down his tube for Bales, who presently appeared, as usual under protest. "Were you requiring me for any purpose in partickler?" he said. "I was just going about those frames you ordered; but, of course, if I'm wanted here I can stay." "Just come over here and tell Mr. Perceval ana me wnat stnues you as the chief color in this picturc." Bales coughed behind his hand, and looked from one man to the other. At last he said, with a feeling that it was a case for caution and periphrasis, "Well, if it was me I shouldn't leave it about loose where there was a bull!" "Are you goiug to tell me it's red! " cried Campion. "Pillar boxes is foois to it," returned Bales sententiously, and Campion dismised him impatiently. When they were alone, Perceval said kindly: "Don't let this upset you; it's overwork, that's all. Only, if I were you, I should see some one about it, you know." Campion turned a ghastly face upon him. "I see," he said; "I am color-blind, then?" "I'm afraid there's some temporary affection?bless you, it's the commonest thing in the world," said Perceval, "nothing to give way about, man. J lib I BUCK ?.U UlctlJH. i?UU WU1I.B 1UJ rt few days and see an oculist, and you'll be all right. I'll make it all right with those fellows at the club, so you needn't worry about that. By the way there was that head of Cybele of mine you wanted to make some studies of?now's your time. I'll send it over to you, only be careful with it. I had the cast taken expressly for me at Athens, and I don't believe I could gei it replaced." "Thanks," said Campion, "it's very good of you." "Don't talk rubbish! And, see here: I've taken a houseboat for the summer?it's at Wargrave just now ?why not run down for a few days? ?come with me next Saturday." "If this lasts," said Campion, "I sha'n't be able to trust myself near a river." "Pooh! it won't last. 1 shall expect you, then, and let me know about the train?that's all right; and you shall have the Cybele this evening." After he had gone Campion gave himself up to the gloomly realization of his future. Color-bliud, why it was only a degree better than total blindness. Henceforth he could trust no tints, no hue that might for the moment delight his eye, and, it he tried to place them on canvas, his palette, too, would lie to him. It was the end of his career as a colorlst, unless he could unlearn all he Vnew, and paint, as a man with no ear may play, powerless either to correct or enjoy his own performance. As he sat with his fare buried in his hands, crushed by this last blow, a hand was laid on his shoulder, and he turned to find the Chela. "Ha, Nebelsen!" he said, wildly, "you come in time to congratulate me?I've just, discovered I'm colorblind. Pleasant that for a painter, oh?" "And now at last you beleaf?" cricd Nebelsen. -Believe? In what? Oh. I see v?> vt/xtrjy 4> v?; vt/Nl/'a/v!/ >^AI/>'/,?rVl? jiw^\iAW^^At/vtWvi/^l>^^/y/\W/vW/>iAj^v v >I/>i/\!/ \t> \!/ vl/>! A!> vl!> ^ st^ v*xW At> <1> vJ> \t/ V*/\/?/vi/U/ vt> 1 what you mean;" and Campio: glanced at the smeared face of th idol, which was almost pathetic in it gentle resignation. "Nebelsen, it' too ridiculous?I won't believe it!" "Have you the head so hard?" sal the Chela. "The test was yours." "I tell you this is serious; fo Heaven's sake don't drag that foolisl idol into it. Can't you let me for get!" And Campion, anxious to re move all traces of an act which, ii this last affliction, seemed so frivol ous and puerile, caught up a piece o old Venetian embroidery, which hap pened to come first to hand, am hastily wiped the idol's downcas eyes. "Now, that's done with," h said. "If I could clear my own eye aa onsilv hilt. oh. if I COUld haV thought all that!" He had com back to the Christabel agair "Green! I must be a hopeless case No one can cure me. By Jovt though, if?if I see it as it really i now, I must be cured ! But whyhow ? " And he sat down, trembling vie lently. "Good God! Nebelsen," h said, hoarsely, "you were right, afte all?it's too horrible." "Never mindt," said the Chela en couragingly, "now that the spell i reversed. Besides, I bring you a goo tiding. I haf a gommunication fror my revered Mahatma received. Th brother through whom it came foun< it this morning brecipitated in blu bencil upon this blotting-bad, an sent it on at once to me. It point out the only way for you to remov out of all your troubles, but the wa is Incldlv auite simnle. I tolt yoi my Mahatma was a clever man." Campion gave a little groan; bu after swallowing the idol, he coul hardly strain at a Mahatma. "Well what docs he say?" he asked. "I am going to read. I must tel you at beginning, his English is ver fonny. Listen! " 'Quite true,' he begins, 'the idc is the mechanism of most of you friend's sea of troubles, though you theory to account for it is the feebles fiddle-faddle and stuff of a fat-witte beetle-head.' (There is noding stii at all about my dear old Mahatma. 'Only one who was a ninnyhamme and a goose-cap would suppose tha an image could possibly be charge^ with electro-magnetism. As you hav chosen to worry me about it, I tel you plainly that the only way out o the Gordian knot with which you friend is stuck in the mud'?(I can not think where he gets all his word and phrases?nor can the brothe who sets them down)?'is at once t return the idol to the hand fror which it came. As for your idioti ' (and then he wi'ites some mor in a friently way.) "You see, it is simple and quit easy," he concluded; "only return th idol to the place you bought it atyou can do that perfectly well." "It happens to be a present," sail Campion. "To the giver, then that is bedde still!" "It's impossible, I tell you, Nebel sen. If that's the best suggestio your Mahatma can make, he might a well have left it alone." "But why? Tell me why?" "Isn't it obvious? How can I, if believe?and, heaven help me, I d believes?this cursed thing is abl to injure those who cross its path, i some unacountable way?how can send it back to some one who though sh-he was doing me a kindness in gi\ ing it?" "But if the Mahatma says it is th only way," put in the Chela. "If it was the only way to save m soul, I hope I shouldn't do it. Jus ask yourself, Nebelsen. How can tell what infernal trick it may pla if I do send it back? I couldn't b such a scoundrel to send it withou a word of warning, and if I warr would any one in his senses take i in at all? No, your Mahatma may b a very learned person?but he doesn' seem to understand European nc UUIJS. When Nebelsen had gone, Carapio sat and stared at that uncanny idc of his with growing dismay; he di not know what to think about it. H was ashamed of believing that J could harm him, and yet his experi ments had given him a sharp lessor It was an ugly thought, but h could not rid of it; he was afraid a | last to be alone in the studio with th idol, and went out for a restles stroll. On his way back he passed a floi ist's, where he bought the most ej pensive flowers he could see in th window, and arranged them after hi return in his rarest piece of potter: TJa /*ol1ftfl T? o 1 o r? rl t rvl r? Vifm t XIO VUilTU uaito, UUU VWiU AAAAIA w take them into the painting-roon "Anywhere in particular?" Bale asked. "No," said Tampion, with affecte carelessness, "it's of no consequent it doesn't matter?at least" (and h showed a slight confusion here] "now I come to think of it, you ma put it on the carved cabinet, just i front of that Indian idol. Yes, pn it there, Bales?nowhere else. An I shall dine out this evening." He came home late. Not even t himself would he acknowledge tha lie had determined to noigncr his ido if it was possible to do so and pre serve any self-respect at all. "I ma try my hand at painting tbose flov 4. ~ > ^ 4-rx1,1 u : <^i yi b LU-LilUX i U W, uu IXCtU VV1U iJlllllOVJl (hough he was not believed, "and i the meanwhile?why the deuc shouldn't they-be on that cabinet?" But somehow, before he went t his bedroom he took a light into hi rtudio. to assuro himself that Bale i l%?r1 nioiln nn micfalro fthnuJ thr> flflW "crs. TIip flowers had evidently bee placed on the cabinet; but now the lay scattered and crushed at its fco< and the pottery which had hold ther was broker: into a hundred pieces while the idol kept Its usual plac i above, with somathlns now, to Cam r pion's excited fancy, of deadly anfi implacable hostility upon its glistening countenance. As he stood there in the paintingroom. where all but that particular i corner was lost In gloom, his flesh crept at the thought that this thing I was not to be cajoled nor appeased by anything he could do?his offering was rejected with scorn. And then, in the dead silence, with the shadows shooting and contractm ing about him as the light 3hook in n I his trembling nana, uampion, irum e some impulse he could not resist, 3 spoke to this image. s "What do you want?" he said in a course whisper. "Only tell mo that. Whatever you are?be reasonable." But the ugly thing gave no reply, r no sign of relenting; and disgusted h with his own superstition. Campion >- went to bed in a state of stony nrnJlmnnt has rlonlilAfl nnv hainar Building State Roads. ' Louis E. Harrison, Eastern Division Engineer of the State of New York, > Urt+ol Tfnlplror. I is rcgistereu cti inc nui.g4 aU4v*4w bocker. "This has been New York's banner year in building State road3," said Mr. Harrison. "A comparison of the work done in 1907 and that accomplished in the previous twelve months illustrates this. In 1907 the three divisions of the engineering department constructed 385 miles of road, a feat which established a record for the State. This year the Eastern Division alone has undertaken to build 600 miles, of which 550 will be completed before winter sets in,.while the total mileage throughout the State will be in the neighborhood of 800. "State road construction has proven such a popular success that efforts were made to obtain from the Legislature an appropriation of $7,500,000. ?A/-vnm . fnr? 1111b CbllUIttLC woa vui, ui/nu w even $3,000,000, of which there is left about one-third. Ab the money Is appropriated as the obligations are incurred the shortage of cash therefore will have no effect on the work already under way, but will be used for future purposes. "New York is taking up the work on a greater scale than most of the other States. The increase in the number of automobiles has been instrumental in strengthening the demand for better roads. At the rate , at which the work is now going on the State will in a few years have a splendid system of public thoroughfares."?New York TelegramGood Roads Mileage. Indiana people will take pride in j knowing that this State stands first in the mileage of good roads. Good Roads gives the mileage of highways I in the several States named below, I and puts Indiana at the head of the j list. In a recent interview of the Hon. Martin Dodge, by the Ohio Farmer, he said to that paper that the Ohio improved roads, while not so ereat in mileaee. were better than ours in permanent character, and the Farmer adds: To show the actual position of this State, the following statistics of good road mileage are given by Mr.. Dodge, who is good authority, as he was until recently Director of the Office of Good Roads Inquiry at Washington: State Mileage of Good Roadb*. Indiana 23.S77 Ohio 23,460 Wisconsin 10,633 Kentucky , 9,486 California : S,803 Illinois 7,924 Massachusetts . 7,844 Michigan 7,025 Minnesota 6,247 New York 5,876 Tennessee 4,285 Missouri 2,733 Oregon 2,589 New Jersey 2,4 22 Connecticut 2,360 Maine 2,323 Pennsylvania 2,1G1 Tanics and Bad Roads. Every fall financial centres are upset by the enormous amount of money withdrawn to "move*the crops." For two or three months the strain is intense, and sometimes?as last fall? it is disastrous. Why the undue haste j to get the crop to market so quickly j ?only a part of it is needed for iraI mediate consumption. One of the principal reasons is the roads are generally bad throughout the winter and spring; at any rate they cannot be depended upon, so the farmers prefer to get the grain off while the roads are good, and this grand rush upsets everything. It costs nine cents per bushel per year for elevator storage alone, which entails other expenses. Grain can be i stored on the farm for two cents per | bushel. The elevator charges are j equal to a ten per cent, tax on wheat J and a twenty per cent, tax on corn and oats. This is a big and largely unnecessary tax. With good roads the farmers can store their grain on the farm and control the situation, j saving a neat little sura that is now j wasted, as well as selling their grain j to better advantage. Enormous for tunes are being made and augmented by shrewd middlemen manipulating the price of the world's food supply. The man who raises the grain and the man who eats it pay the bill. Good roads are the best remedy. Building of the Highways. By their roadways ye shall know them! There is no better index to the thrift, enterprise and good citizenship of any State or community than the condition of the country roads. Advancing civilization always finds expression in road building; upto-date roads and up-to-date citizens are always found together. With three centuries of settlement in this country, less than eight per cent, of the highways are improved. At this rate it would take nearly 4000 years to complete the work. Is it not strange that a people who have demonstrated their capacity in every other field of human activity should so signally fail in dealiug with the roads? The importance of good roads can hardly be overstated. The highways are the veins of trade and contmcrce, as the railroads are the arteries. How I important, men, that they should be good every day iu the year. i A Concise Talc. In a Tennessee court an old colored woman was put on the witness stand to tell what she knew about the annihilation of a hog by a railway locomotive. Being sworn, she was asked if she had seen the train kill the hog in question. "Yassah, I seed it.* "Then," said counsel, "fell the Court in as few words as possible just how it occurred." "Yo' I-Ionah," responded the old lady, "I shure can tell yo' in a few words. It just tooted an' tuck him." According to a Japanese newspaper, 700 frogs were killed and 2000 wounded iu battle among themselves. | Religious Truths | [From the Writings of Great Preachers. ETERNITY. Unquiet sea, that endlessly doth stretch Beyond the straining,.finite sight of man: Why dost thou toss in infinite unrest, Oh, why no far, faint shore-line can we 6can ? Full many a bark thy serried billow* _ crossed. i_ man. Set a Icing over us." The invisible God is not enough for the unbelieving heart. The lot was in those days one of the divinely appointed ways of discovering the mind of the Lord (Prov. 16:33; 18:18; Josh. 7:16-18; 1 Sam. 14:41; Acts 1:2426). But there is no use of the lot after the giving of the Holy Spirit at Pentecost. When the tribe of Benjamin was taken they might have seen, had they been familiar with the Scriptures, that the choice was necessarily a temporary one; for the permanent king of Israel was to comfe from Judah (Gen. 49:10, 27). There is scarcely a sadder story in the Bible. or in history, than that of Saul. II.?How the People Received Their King, 24-27. Samuel was very enthusiastic over the man chosen. 'See ye him whom the LORD hath chosen," he cried. With far deeper meaning may we point to Jesus and say, "See ye Him whom God hath -i tt / A Q . O ? \ COOS6U V Ui. AtiB u . o vj j . tjamuui went on to say, "There Is none like him." It was true, but how much truer is it of Jesus, that there is none like Him (Song 5:10). The people were enthusiastic, too; they "shouted." But, like so many shouters, there their enthusiasm ended; the greater part of them went "every man to his house." They had a leader now, and he could do the fighting. They were like many modern churches, i they shout for the new pastor and then go home and leave him to do the fighting. Saul assumed to himself as yet no glory, he went quietly back to his humble home and waited for the call of Providence to jo his duty. It soon came (ch. 11:111). Not all the people were apathetic. There was a faithful little eompany, "a band of men whose nearts God had touched" (cf. Ezr. 1:5, R. V.). It is alv/ays the band whose hearts God has touched who do Ihe fighting and win the victories. But. there was another sort of men In Israel, "Sons of worthlessness." Their descendants still live. These men mocked. They asked questions, too. The sons of Belial are always great at asking hard questions, and their favorite question is, "how?" So these sons of Belial asked, "how shall this man save us?" That is just what the sons of Belial to-day are asking about Christ. They shqwed their contempt by bringing him no present in acknowledgement of his kingship, in the same way many to-day show their contempt for Christ. Saul showed his wisdom and humility and meekness, by being silent under slights and mockery. presiding luaer Aoonsnea. In the General Conference of the Methodist Episcopal Church, at Baltimore, the time-honored title "presiding elder" was abolished by the adoption of a minority report from the Revision Committee recommenftinrr that the name be changed to "district Superintendent," by a vote of 322 ayes to 210 noes. This will denote the office more correctly, since it is no longsr merely sacramental but administrative. Names cf RntlloKlifps. Socrciary Meccalf announced, at Washington. D. C., that the two battleships authorized by the new naval bill will be named the Florida and the Utah. The designation of the monitor which at present bears th? name Florida will be changed as authorized by law. There is now a battleship, cruiser or monitor for every State except Oklahoma. The next battleship to be authorized by Congress will be named Wyoming in place of the monitor of that name. Dentistry at Sen. ' *'1 A dontisi. is the latest attraction aboard the big liners. . . VciJSl