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Illustrated from Scenes in Same Name by the Thanh 1J= (Copyright, 1914, by ? SYNOPSIS. Stanley Hargreave, millionaire, after a miraculous escape from the den of the sans of brilliant thieves known as the Black Hundred, lives the life of a recluse for eighteen years. Hargreave accident ally meets Braine. leader of the Black , Hundred. Knowing Braine will try to g?t * him. he escapes from his own home by a balloon. Before escaping he writes a let ter to the glrj/s school, where eighteen years before he mysteriously left on the doorstep his baby daughter. Florence Gray. That day Hargreave also draws one million dollars from the bank, but it is reported that this dropped into the sea. when the balloon he escaped In was punc tured Florence arrives from the girls' school. Countess Olga, Braine's compan ion, visits her and claims to be a rela tive. Two bogus detectives call, but their plot is foiled by Norton, a newspaper man. By bribing the captain of the Orient Norton lays a trap for Braine and his ganjr. Countess Olga also visits the Orient's captain and she easily falls Into t^ie reporter's snare. The plan proves abortive through Braine's gooa iuck. ana only hirelings fall into the hands of the police After falling in their first attempt the Black Hundred trap Florence. They ask her for money, but she escapes, again foiling them. Norton and the countess call on Florence the next day. once more safe at home. The visitors having gone. Jones removes a section of flooring, and from a cavity takes a box. Pursued by members of the Black Hundred, he rushes to the water front and succeeds in drop ping the box into the sea. Braine con ceives the idea of giving a coaching party, to which Florence is Invited. Jones and Norton both go along and are fortunately on hanii to save Florence from being im prisoned In the country house to which she is lured. Florence goes horseback riding and Is captured by one of Braine's men along the roadside. Norton rescues her. They are pursued, however, and the pair make their complete escape only after Norton has exploded a tire on the fast approaching machine with a bullet. Countess Olga, scheming, to break the eh gagerr^ent now existing between Florence Hargreave and Norton. Invites them both to her apartments and pretends to faint in the reporter's arms. Florence appears In the doorway Just at the planned mo ? "? ?J V?*A? meni, ana as a resuu sivrs ikuiiuh uolr bin ring. Accomplices of Braine succeed In kidnaping Florence wh^le she is shop ping and hurry her off to sea. Norton re ceives a wireless later informing him that the girl had leaped Into the sea and been drowned. CHAPTER X?Continued. The man told the story of Florence's leap Into the sea and her subsequent arrival at the cape. "That's funny," said the stranger. "I don't recollect reading about any young woman being lost at sea. But those big liners are always keeping such things under cover. Hoodoos the ship, they say, and turns prospective passengers >:o other lines. It hurtB business. What's the young girl look like?" Florence was described minutely. The stranger teetered In his chair and smoked. Finally he spoke. "She probably was insane. That's the way generally with insane people. They can't see water or look off a tall buUdlng without wanting to jump. My business Is Insurance, and we've got the thing figured pretty close to the ground. They used to get the best of us on the suicide game. A man would take out a large policy today and tomorrow he'd blow his head off, and we'd have to pay his wife. But nowadays a policy is not worth the paper it's written on If a man commits suicide under two years." "You ain't tryin' to insure anybody in town, are you?" "Oh. no. No work for me when I'm on my vacation. Well, I'm going to bed; and tomorrow morning I'll go out to Captain BarneB' beach and have a good ewim. I'm no sailor, but I like water." He honestly enjoyed swimming. Early the next morning he was in the water, frolicking about as playfully as a boy. He had all the time in the world. Over his shoulder he saw two women wandering down toward the beach. Deeper he went, farther out. He was a bold swimmer, but that did not prevent a sudden and violent attack of cramps. And it was a rare piece of Irony that the poor girl should save the life of that scoundrel who was without pity or mercy. As she saw his face a startled frown marred her brow. But she could not figure out the puzzle. Had she ever seen the "man before? She did not know, she could not tell. Why could not she remem ber? Why must her poor head ache so when she tried to pierce the wall of darkness which surrounded her men tally? The man thanked her feebly, but not in his heart. When he had suffi ciently recovered he returned to the village and sought the railway station, where the Western Union had its of fice. "I want to send a code message to my firm. Do you think you can fol low it?" "I can try," eaid the operator. The code was really Slav; and when the long message was signed it was signed by the name Vroon. The day after the news came that Florence bad Jumped overDoara on the banks, Vroon with a dozen other t men had started out to comb all the '< fishing villages along the New Eng- t land coast. Somewhere along the way a he felt confident that he would learn whether fche girl was dead or alive. I If she was dead then the game was a ' draw, but if she was alive there wa6 sllll a fighting chance for the BlaiJi. I Hundred. He had had some idea cI re maining in the village and accomplish- d ing the work himself; but after delib- * TO LOVE WITH INTELLIGENCE Much May Be Accomplished by Apply ing Efficient Methods to One's Affections. "Efficiency in loving?" we may ask in surprise. ''Are you going to get even loving on an efficiency basis?" Well, why not? Take the friend who has a girl chum'living in some lonely place, or who is lonely in a great city, wouldn't that friend be very efficient il she sat down and wrote the lonely illar Mystery 1AC GRATH the Photo Drama of the touser Film Company [arold MacGrath) ration he concluded that it was im >ortant enough for Braine himself to 1 ake a hand in. So the following night J le departed for Boston, from there to sew York. He proceeded at once to he apartment of the princess, where Jraine declared that he himself would ;o to the obscure village and claim Florence as his own child. But to i nsnrfi absolute success they would harter Morse's yacht and steam right :p Into the primitive harbor. 1 When Vroon left the apartment Nor on saw him. He was a man of im- 1 lulses, and he had found by experi nce that first impulses are generally ' he best. He did not know who Vroon iras. Any man who called on the *rincess Perigoff while Braine was nth her would be worth following. : On the other hand, Vroon recognized he reporter instantly and with that ' ver-ready and alert mind, of his set bout to lure the young man into a I rap out of which he might not easily ] ome. 1 Norton decided to follow his man. < le might be going on a wild-goose 1 hase, he reasoned; 6till his first im- 1 lulses had hitherto served him well. < le looked careworn. He was con- ] Inced that Florence was dead, despite 1 he assertions of Jones to the con- ' rary. He had gone over all the mis aps which ha<^ taken place and he * r&a now absolutely convinced that his 1 rhilom friend Braine ai\d the Princess 1 'erigofT were directly concerned. ] lorence had either been going to 1 r coming iroui iue upaumcin. nuu hat memorable .day of the abduction < he princese had been In the dry goods 1 hop. ? Vroon took a downtown surface car, 1 nd Norton took the same. He sat ' yddled in a corner, never suspecting ' Lat .Vroon was watching him from a ' ornvr of his eye. Norton was not 1 een today. The thought of Florence ept running through his head. The car stopped and Vroon got off. 1 le led Norton a winding course which t length ended at the door of a tene- 1 lent building. Vroon entered. Nor on paused, wondering what next to 1 o, now that his man had reached hiB * estination. Well, since he had fol- 1 jwed him all this distance he must * aake an effort to find out who he was f nd what he was going to do. Cau- 1 iously he entered the hallway. As J e was about to lay his hand on thb ( ewel post of the dilapidated stairs tie floor dropped from under his feet 1 d he was precipitated Into the cellar. This tenement belonged to the * Hack Hundred; It concealed a thou- t and doors and a hundred traps. Its istory was as dark as its hallways. When Vroon and his companion, 1 rho had been waiting for him, de- ? cended into the cellar they found the aporter insensible. They bound, blind sided, and gagged him quickly. "Saunders," said Vroon, "you tell !orrigan that I've a sailor for him to ight, and that I want this sailor ooked for somewhere south of the quator. Tell him to say to the mas ?r that this fellow is ugly and diso edient A tramp freighter, whose aptaln is a bully. Do you understand le?" "I get you. But there's no need to 0 to Corrigan this trip. Bannock is 1 port and sails tonight for Norway, hat's far enough." "Bannock? The very man. Well, [r. Norton, reporter and amateur de jctive, I guess we've got you fast nough this time. You may or may ot come back alive. Go and bring round a taxi; some one you can rust. I'll dope the reporter while ou're gone. Long hours afterward Norton pened his aching eyes. He could hard r move and his head buzzed abomi ably. What had happened? What 'as tne meaning of tnis slow rise?ana ill of his bed? Shanghaied? "Com? out o' that now, ye skulk r!" roared a voice down the com anionway. "Shanghaied!" the reporter mur aured. He sat up and ran through is pockets. Not a sou-markee, not a aatch even; and a second glance told ( iim that the clothes he wore were not lis own. "They've landed me this ime. Shanghaied! What the devil i m I going to do?" i "D'ye hear me?" bawled the stri ent voice again. I Norton looked about desperately for \ ome weapon of defense. He saw an ? ngineer*s spanner on the floor by the < iunk across the way, and with no j mall physical effort he succeeded in ? btaining it. He stood up, his hand be ilnd his back. 1 "All right, me bucko! I'll come lown an' git ye!" . i A pair of enormous boots began < o appear down the companlonway, md there gradually rose up from l hem a man as wide as a church door md as deep as a well. i "Wait a moment," said Norton, grip- ? >ing '3ie spanner. "Let us have a per e?t understanding right off the bat." t "We're going t' have it, matey. )on't ye worry none." f Norton raised the snanner. and. i lizzy as he was, faced this seafaring a lercules courageously. 'r irl, not a note, not a hurried letter, t ut a real long, unhurried, chatty let- i er? t Take the daughter of an overworked lother who labors for hours em- t roidering the mother some gift t ,-ouldn't there be more efficiency in t er lovfcg if she practically helped her t lother and learned to close the doors c oftly when slamming jars the sensi- \ [ve nerves? Wouldn't a great many mothers be i lore efficient in their loving if, in their i eslres for their children, they saw c iii-.ti- il , .i At \ibfl. Kl; : ! vv./ j'.. "I've been shanghaied, and you know it. Where are we bound?" "Copenhagen." "Well, for a month or more you'll beat me up whenever the opportunity offers. But I merely wish to warn you that if you do you'll find a heap of trou ble waiting for you the next time you drop your mudhook in North Amer ica." "Is that so?" said the giant, eying the spanner and the shaking hand that held it aloft. "It is. I'll take your orders aud do the best I can, because you've ge-t the upper hand. But, God is witness, you'll nay for every needless blow you strike. Now what do you want me to do?" i "Lay dtown that spanner an' come on deck, I'll tell ye what t' do. I was goin' t' whale th' daylights out o' ye; 1 t ye're somethin' av a man. Drop the spanner first." Norton hesitated. As lithe as a ti ger the bulk of a man sprang at him and crushed him to the floor, wrench ing away the spanner. Then the giant took Norton by the scruff of his neck and banged him up the steps to the deck. "I ain't goin' t' hurt ye. I had t' Bhow ye that no spanner ever bothered Mike Bannock. Now, d' know what a cook's galley is?" "I do," said Norton, breathing hard. "Well, hike there an" start in with peelin' spuds, an' don't waste 'em neither. That'll be all fer th' present. Ye were due for a wallopln' but I kinda like yer spunk." So Jim stumbled down to the cook's gallery and grimly set to work at the potatoes. It might have beqn far worse. But here he was, likely to be :>n the high seas for months, and no tvay of notifying Jones what had hap pened. The outlook was anything but jheerful. But a vague hope awoke in lis heart. If they were still after him might it not signify that Florence lived. Meantime Braine had not been idle. A.ccor<^ing to Vroon the girl's memory cvas in bad shape; so ho had not the least doubt of bringing her back to STew York without mishap. Once he tiad her there the game would begin In earnest. He played his cards ex ceedingly well. Steaming up into the ittle fishing harbor with a handsome yacht in itself would allay any dis gust. And he wore a capital disguise, too. Everything went well till ho aid his hand on Florence's shoulder. She gave a startled cry and ran over ;o Barnes, clinging to him wildly. "No, no!" she cried. ^ "Now what, my child?" asked the sailor. I She Bhook her head. Her aversion ,vas inexplicable. "Come, my dear; can? you see that t is your father?" Braine turned to :be captain. "She has been like this 'or a year. Heaven knows if she'll 2ver be in her right mind again," sadly. "I was giving her an ocean voyage, with the kindest nurses pos sible, and yet she jumped overboard. ]ome, Florence." The girl wrapped her arms all the ighter around Barnes' neck. An Idea came into the old sailor's lead. "Of course, sir, y've got proof bet she's your daughter?" "Proof?". Braine was taken aback. "Yes; somethin't' prove that you're ler father. L got Bkinned out of a iloop once because I took a man's Braine Took Florence Aboard the ' Chartered Yacht. 1 ] arord at Its face value. Black an' j ,vhite. an' on paper, says I, hereafter." "But I never thought of such a thing," protested Braine, beginning :o lose his patience. "I can't risk sending to New York for documents. She is my daughter, and you will find t will not pay to take this peculiar stand." "In black an' white, 'r y' can't have ier." , Braine thereupon rushed forward to seize Florence. Barnes swung Flor ence behind him. "I guesB she'll stay here a leetle onger, sir." 'Time was vital, and this obstinacy nade Braine furious. He reached igain for Florence. "Clear out o' here, 'r show your au hority," growled Barnes. "She goes with me, or you'll re *ret it." "All right. But I guess th' law von't hurt me none. I'm in my rights, rhere'e the door, mister." heir problems from the children's joints of view and not so much from heir own? Wouldn't a good many wives be more jfficient in their love for their hus jands if they studied a little more han they do their husband's concep ions of happiness rather than to hold | luite so fast to their own ideas of [ ' vhat husband's happiness should be? Oh, yes, there is efficiency in lov ng, and we do not make the emotiona nechanical by applying efficient meth )ds to our affection. We may love folks \ s ^ "I refuse to go without her!" Barnes sighed. He was on land a man of peace, but there was a limit to his patienca. He seized Braine by the shoulders ahd hustled him out of the house. "Bring your proofs, mhster, an' nothin' more'll be said; but till y' bring' 'em, keep away from this cot tage." And, s.'mple-minded sailor that he was, he thought this settled the mat ter. That night he kept his ears open for unusual sounds, but he merely wasted his night's rest. Quite naturally, he reckoned that the stranger would make his attempt at night. Indeed, he made it in broad daylight, with Barnes not a hundred yards away, calking a dury whose ,seamB had sprung aleak. Braine had Florence upon the chartered yacht before the old man realized what had happened. He never saw Florence again; but one day, months later, he read all about her in a newspaper. Florence fought; but she was weak, and so the conquest was easy. Braine was kind enough, now that he had her safe. He talked to her, but.she rvi nf a o /> nA/t/t#] Sm m i i r? n f iiici cij oiaicu exl lug ictcumg wuaoi. "All right; don't talk If you don't want to. _ Here," to one of the men, "take hef to the cabin and keep her there. But don't you touch her. I'll break you if you do. Put her in' thte cabin and guard the door; at least keep an eye on it. She may take it into her head to Jump overboard." Even the temporarily demented are not without a species of cunning. Florence had never seen Braine till he appeared at the Barnes cottage. Yet she revolted at the touch of his hand. On the second day out toward (New York she found a box of matches and blithely eet Are to her cabin, walked out into the corridor and thence to the deck. When the fire was discov ered itHhad gained too much headway to be stopped. The yacht was doomed. They put off in the boats and for half a ^y drifted helplessly. Fate has everything mapped out like a game of chess. You move a pawn, and bang goes your bishop, or your knight, or .your king; or she lets you almost win a game, and then check mates you. But there is one thing to be said In her favor?rail at her how we will, she is always giving odds to the innocent. ? Mike Bannock was In the pilothouse, looking over his charts, when the look out In the crow's nest sang out: "Two boats adrift off the port bow, sir!" And Bannock, who was a first-class sailor, although a rough one, shouted down tho tnh? tn the eneine room. The freighter came to a halt in about ten minutes. The castaways saw that they had been noted, and pulled gallantly at the oars. There are some things which sci ence, well advanced as it is, cannot explain. Among them is the shock which cuts off the past and the coun tershock which reawakens memory. They may write treatise after treatise and expound, but they never succeed in truly getting beyond that dark wall of mystery. At the sound of Jim Norton's voice and at the sight of his face?for sub consciously she must have been think ing or him all the while?a great blind ing heat-wave seemed to burn across her eyes, and when the effect passed away she was herself again. A wild glauce at her surroundings convinced her that both she and her lover were in danger. "Keep back," whispered Jim. "Don't recognize me." "They believe that I've lost my ? I ? J T '11 lrAAn fUaf It* LL11IIU, ttUU 1 11 acc?r iuai iuwa iu tuun heads. Sometime tonight I'll find a chance to talk to you." It took a good deal of cautious ma neuvering to bring about the meeting. "They shanghied me. And I'thought you dead! It was all wrong. It was a trick of that Perlgoff woman, and it succeeded. Girl, girl, I love you better than life!"' "I know it now," she said, and she kissod him. "Has my father appeared yet?" "No." "Do you know anything at all about him?" sadly. "I thought I did. It's all a jumble to me- But beware of the man who brought you here. He is the head of all our troubles; and if he knew I was on board he'd kill me out of hand He'd have to." Braine offered Bannock $1,000 to turn uai:ii ao iai ao uvoiwu, auu ao Bannock had all the time in the world, carrying no perishable goods, he con sented. But he never could quite un derstand what followed. He had put Florence and Braine in the boat and landed them; but when he went down to see if Braine had left anything be hind, he found that individual bound and gagged In his bunk. CHAPTER X!. When Jones received the telegram that Florence was safe, the iron nerve 3f the man broke down. The Buspen8e had been so keenly terrible that the sudden reaction left him almost hys terically weak. Three weeks of wait ing, waiting. Not even the scoundrel md his wife who had been the princi pal actors In the abduction had been found. From a great ship in midocean Lhey had disappeared. Doubtless they had hidden among the immigrants, who, for little money, would have fooled all the officers on board. There ivas no doubt, in Jones' mind that the pair had landed safely at Madrid. As for Susan, she did have hyster ics. She went about the room, wailing md laughing and wringing her hands, i'ou would have thought by her actions ;hat Florence had just died. The sight 3f her stirred the saturnine lips of the sincerely and truly, but do we love hem intelligently? Does our love eally count in their lives? Does It en loble ourselves and others? Is our ove, in other words, efficient? f Recruiting in Queen Anne's Day. Serve your queen or find work! That in brief, was the rough-and-ready sentence passed on able bodied unem ployed Englishmen in the days of 3ueen Anne?a period of almost in cessant warfare. When the recruiting Dfficer?described at the time as a teAs#'4 r butler into a smile. Bat he did not remonstrate with her. in fact, he rather envied her freedom in emotion. Man cannot let go jn that fashion; it is a sign of weakness; and he dared not let even Susan see any sign of weakness in him. So the reporter had found her, and she was safe and sound and on her. way to New York? Knowing by this time something of the reporter's cour age, he was eager to learn how the event had come about. When he had not had a telephone message from Norton in 48 hours, he had decided that the Black Hundred had finally succeeded in getting hold of him. It had been something of a blow; for while he looked with disfavor upon the reporter's frank regard for his charge, he appreciated the fact that Norton was a stall to lean on, and had behind him all the power of the press, which included the privilege of going everywhere even if one could not al ways get back. As he folded the telegram and put it into his pocket, he observed the man with the opera glasses over the way.' He' shrugged. Well, let him watch till his eyes drooped out of his head; he would see only that which was intended for his eyes. Still, it was irksome to feel that no matter when or where you moved, watching eyes observed and chronicled these movements. Suddenly, not being devoid of a sense /of dry humor, Jones stepped over to the telephone and called up her highness the Princess Perigoff. "Who is it?" He was forced to admit, however reluctantly, that the woman had a marvelously fine speaking voice. "It is Jones, madam." "Jones?" "Mr. Hargreave's butler, mad^m." "O! You have news of Florence?" "Yes." It will be an embarrassing day for humanity when some one in vents a photographic apparatus by which two persons at the two ends of the telephone may observe the facial expressions of each other. "What is it? Tell me quickly." "Florence has been found, and she is .on, her way back to New York. She j waB rouna Dy mr. i\oriou, me leyuri. it W \ ' er. "I am so glad! Shall I come up at once and have you tell me the whole amazing story?" V'lt'would be useless, madam, for I know nothing except what I learned from a telegram I have just received. But no doubt some time this evening you might risk a call." "Ring up the instant she returns. Did she say what train?" "No, madam," lied Jones, smiling. i Jle hung upvthe receiver and stared at the telephone as if he would force his gaze In and through "It; to the woman at the othyr end. Flesh and blood! Well, greeiS was stronger than that. Treacherous cat! Let her play; let her weave her nets, dig her pits. The day would come, and It was not far distant, when nhe would find that the mild eyed mongoose was just as deadly, as the coSra, and far more CunnRfc. The heads of the Black Hundred * must be destroyed. Those were the orders. What good to-denounce them, to senu them to a prison from which, arHh tho glH r?f mnnev ?nH a tremfin dous secret political pull, they might readily find their way put? They must be exterminated, as one kills off the poisonous plague rats of the Orient. A woman? In the law of reprisal there was no sex. Shortly after the telephone episode (which rather puzzled the princess) she received a wire from Braine, which announced the fact that Florence and five had escaped and were coming to New York on train No, 25, and ad vised her to meet the train en route. 1 She had to fly about to do It. When Captain Bannock released Braine, he had ,been in no enviable frame of mind. Tricked, fooled by the girl, whose mind was as unclouded as J his own! She had succeeded in bribing a coal stoker, and had taken him un awares. The man had donned the dis guise he had laid out for shore ap proach; and the blockhead Bannock had never suspected. He had not rec ognized Norton at all. It was only when Bannock explained the history of the shanghaied stoker that he real ized his real danger. Norton! He must be pushed off the board. After this episode he could' no longer keep up the pretense of being friendly. Nor ton, by a rare stroke of luck, had forced him out Into the open. So be it. Self-preservation is in no wise looked upon as criminal. The law may have its ideas about it, but the in dividual recognizes no law but its own. It was Braine whom he loved and ad mired, or Norton whom he hated as a dog with rabies hates water. With Norton free, he would never again dare return to New York openly. This meddling reporter aimed at his ease and elegance. He left the freighter as soon as a boat could carry him ashore. The fugitives would make directly for the railroad, and thither he went at top speed, to arrive ten minutes too late. "Free!" said Florence, as the train began to increase its speed. *ao/>KqH ftvnr on/1 noffo/T 1> Ui LLfll x cav/iitu wet uuu i^utvwu her hand. Then he sat back with a sudden shock of dismay. He dived a hand into a pocket, into another and another. The price of the telegram lie had sent to Jones was all he had had in the world; and he had borrowed that from a friendly stoker. In the excitement he had forgotten all about such0a contingency as the absolute [ need of money. "Florence, I'm afraid we're going to have trouble with the conductor when he comes.'' "Why?" compound of "canting, lying, impu dence, bullying, swearing, drinking and halberd"?Failed to beat up recruits fast enough for Marlborough's wars, an act was passed to enable justices to compel all such able-bodied men "as have not any lawful means for their own maintenance" to join the army. Parish officers were encouraged to hunt up food for powder and received $5 for every man sentenced to be a soldier. But the result was disappoint ing. Thousands deserted, and England relied mainly on volunteers. These g He puiletf out hlr pocket* eugge? tively. "Not a postage stamp. They'll put us off at che next station A.nd," with a glance in the iittle mirror be tween the two windows, "I shouldn't blame them a bit." He was unshaven, he was wearing the suit substituted for his own; and Florence, sartorialiy, was not much better off. She smiled, blushed, stood up, and turned her back to him. Then she sat down again. In her hand she held a small dilapidated roll of banknotes. "I had them with me when they o ViHiifitoH mo" aho aniri "Rosirfpn. this ring is worth something." "Thank the Lord:" he exclaimed, relievedly. So there was nothing more to do but be happy; and happy they were. They were qu#ve oblivious to the pecu liar interest they aroused among the other passengers. This unshaven young man, in bis ragged coat and soiled jersey; this beautiful young girl, in a wrinkled homespun, her glorious blonde hairy awry; and the way they looked at each other during those lulls in conversation peculiar to. lovers the world over, impressed the other passengers with the idea that something very unusual had hap pened to these two. The Pullman conductor was not es pecially polite; but money was money, and the stockholders, waiting for their ,i You Better Than Life." dividends, made it impossible for bim to reject it. The regular <*scd*>?tor paid them no more attention ttoa to grumble over changing a $20 UWi So, while these two were hrjrflrtng on to New Yorlr. the plotter! Vvre hurrying east torn. The iwo trains met and stopir/?d at the sarse station about eighty ml it# from K?w York. The princess, accofe^aaied fcy Vroon, who kept well in the back ground, entered the car occupied ty the two castaways. In the mirror at the rear of the ca? Norton happened to cast an Idil glance, and he saw the princes* Vroon, however, escaped his eye. "Be careful, Florence," he said. "Th ? princess is in the car. The game bfi gins again. Pretend that you suspetft* nothing. 'Pretty quick work on thel# part. And that's all the more reascfl why we should play the comedy welV Here Bhe comes. She will recognise you, throw her arms around you, an1 show all manner of effusiveness. JuA keep your head and play the game." "She lied about you to me." "No matter." . "04" cried the princess. She seize) Florence in a wild embrace. She wa# an inimitable actress, and Nortoft could not help admiring her. "Yotf? butler telephoned me! I ran to th?? first train out. And here you ar*i back safe and sound! It is wonderfu\ Tell me all about it. What an advek ture! And> good heavens, Mr. NoJ ton, wnere aia you get iuubc uuuicm Did you find her and rescue her? What a newspaper story you'll be able to make out of it all! Now, tell me Just what happened." She sat down oil the arm of Florence's chair. The girl had steeled her nerves against the touch of her. And yet she was beauti ful! How could any one so beautiful be wicked? "Well, it began like this," said Flor ence; and she described her adven tures, omitting, to be sure, Braine's part in it. She had reached that part where they had been rescued by Captain Ban nock when a thundering, grinding crash struck the words from her lips. The.tbree of them were flung violent ly to one side of the car amid splinter ing wood,tinkling glass, and the shriek of steel against steel; A low wail of horror rose and died away as the car careened over on its side. The three were rendered unconscious and were huddled together on the floor, tinder tfie uprooted chairs. Vroon had escaped with only a slight cut on the hand from flying glass. He climbed over the chairs and passen gers with a single object in view. He saw that all three he was interested in were insensible. He quickly exam ined them and saw that they had not received serious injuries. He had but little time. The princess and Norton would have to take their chance with the other passengers. Resolutely h? stooped and lifted Florence in hit arms and crawled out of the car with her. It was a difficult task, but he managed it. Outside, in the confusion, no one paid any attention to him. SO he threw the ifnconjscious girl ovef his shoulder and staggered on toward the road. (TO BE CONTINUED.) were offered the bait of a $20 bounty and a discharge after three years? "if they deserved it." The Brute. Two weeks after the wedding she. burst into her mother's home, crying like a child. "John and I have quar reled," she explained between sobs. "What's the' trouble?" inquired hit mother-in-law. "Why, I?I said 1 thought it would rain today, aifa th# brute said, 'I don't believe it Buff. IM/OIONAL Lesson (By E. O. SELLERS, Acting Director Sun-* day School Course, Moody Bible Insti- - / < tute, Chicago.) ' > ' LESSON FOR NOVEMBER 1 ARREST AND TRIAL OF JESUS. LESSON TEXT-Matt. 26:57-65. /Include also, vy. 47-66. GOLDEN TEXT?As a lamb is led to the slaughter, and as a sheep before its shearers is dumb, so he opened .not his mouth.?Isa. 55:7 R. V. v - -> m i ifcS -jz The golden text selected for >this lesson Is apt to convey to us a wrongs Idea of the closing days of our Lord's life. Jesus did not die as a sheep, in the shambles. His was not the death of one slaughtered In weakness. He was "led," that Is true; he was 'slaughtered" but not until his hour had arrived and he permitted it to he so. His death was a 'victory, jiot a.; defeat . . In.Gethsemane Jesus made his final *' % ;J1 dedication of himself to his victorious work of redemption. i. The Betraying Judas, w. 47-, 50. In this hour of consecration Judas , enters, guiding the mob into the . sa cred precincts of our Lord's retreat ; * - . . _i_ii it Has* oeen suggested im peruujp? this act of bfetrayal was in order to,.;^ \ precipitate the Messianic claims of Jesus and compel him to assume an earthly triumph. If so, was not the motive of Judas a selfish one, that he might profit thereby? The baseness of ?ils unholy compact is soon to'be : . revealed to Jud^s and to the world. The kiss of Judas delivered Jesus into the hands of lawless men accofdlng to the determinate .counsel and tore knowledge of God/ Acts 2:23. Thia furnishes us the> background, the at mosphere, in which to . consider this* f the first of his several*trials. t . Wickedness of Judas. It. The Blunderln0,.Peter, vv.'81-58, ^ . (1) Peter and the swbrd, vv. RUT Peter had knowledge 'and zeal, ib used' his zeal not according t#" edge. Jesus had warned him/: receive . the - assurance / thW.ufc* / mistaken. The word? of Jesus 4 recorded are & calm assurance of the fact that these events are not toeing controlled by matt' but by God.s The wickedness of Judas is being ^worked put in tAe plan of redemption.'. if fighting were the program, whit' yrojiM Peter's puny sword' amount to? - the asking Jesus could Command 12 legions of angels, yet even such' a force could not be used in, human re* demptlon. One man, the CJodtoan, must die, Horn. 5:15. Notice the Mas-.^^V, tor's acceptance, of the Scriptures, v. ' 54. If by' the iword he werd to es-; cap?, how could these be fulfilled.^ Matthew adds (v. 55) thatall of thflT "come to pass" that the words of the , prophets be fulfilled. (2) Peter an<t; the maid, w. 56-58. That Peter should follow "afar" or at all, is evidence of his affection for Jesus and of his> det ^l #* " termination to see the end. There was perhaps an element of pride also ' ( in his going, for the others had "for- f sook him and fled." They- seem to have realized that , his enemies would now surely deirtroy Jesus and further that he was determined not to qccept ' any deliverance. .Let us recall that witnesses against Christ were at a premium that night' (vv. 59^ 66)/ and"' yet Peter did not witness against him. ' nor Is there any suggestion that? he > was so asked to testify (see notes on Lesson for .November 15). \ ill. The Biased, Brutal 'Judges, w.^! 59-68. This is one of earth's. most ' irregular and illegal trials.' The priests and-the council had one single determination, Wlfich Was to find i Jesus guilty. They did not seek to it- V.aIT AAtL. aiscover uie nuiu, uui latuo w bu ry put the sentence of death previ ously determined upon, Hence the devilish business of discovering a pre text whereby to carry out their pur- ;? pose. Finally two are found, w. 69, t ; 60, willing to "bear false witness" (Ex. '/ V. 20:16) for the purpose of currying the ^ $ favor of the rulers. What a spectacle I ; God's supposed representatives and '7. the leaders of God's chosien people suborning witnesses whereby to con demn an innocent man and to carry * out their devilish designs. '< ' False Testimony. A careful reading of what Christ really did say and what these wit nesses swore that be sai& reveals tha falseness of their testimony, v. 61, see also John 2:9. "I am able to d*< stroy the temple of God, and to rebuild it in three days" were not his words. What he did say was, "Destroy this temple and I will raise it up." He spoke these words of himself about those who should destroy him?his .* ; body?and claimed the power to raise that body again within three days. ' lirant, ror tne sane 01 argument, mm. he spoke of the Jerusalem temple and still the testimony ia false, as anyone can plainly see. To such lying zttcusa- v .Tft tions Jesus "held his peace." There could be no possible change wrought A by answering. At this point the high priest difl another illegal thing in administering the legal oath, "I adjure thee" (v. 63).' Not alone was the time ai^d place of this trial illegal, but so whg this act on the part of the high priest. But, that all might once more know the truth, Jesus replied "Thou hast said" and adds, "Henceforth ye shall see the son of man sitting at the right hand of power and coming on the clouds of heaven" (v. 64). This addi tion augmented the high priest's an ger and gave him argument for the definite accusation of blasphemy, and upon this charge he makes his appeal to the council. They readily voted a verdict of guilty (v. {>6). Once de clared guilty Jesus is heaped with th'e basest of indignities (vv. 67, 68). That those in whose possession were the oracles of God and who administered his worship should find it in their hearts to stoop so low as to condemn a man upon known false testimony seems beyond reason (Jer. 17:9 and 36:24). . . . --V