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He had come conscious at the end, after th months of speechless, stupor, just the doctor had anticipated. "Milly," he whispered,' "when 1 dead yon will have enough to 1 upon. I want you to promise ne to sell the old homestead." "I promise, my dear," I answer and that was all. He seemed to hi called himself back to life with < wild effort in order to get my pn IBO. He died at four o'clock in t morning. "Of course, you'll sell now, M 8treet," my friends told me, and tl laughed when I announced my int tion of refusing. So did Mr. Jam lawyer when he called on me a f days later. "Well, young lady," he said, sett! down his hat and staring hard at r "you can guess what I have call to see you about, I suppose?" "Perhaps," I answered enigmatic ly. He looked at me keenly and ct tinned: "You know that for seven yea Mr. James has been trying to get t Street homestead. You will undi stand that when a man-a very ri man-acquires a property of a ht dred thousand acres he naturally d likes having his property chang' from a parallelogram into a-a-" "A parallelopipedon?" I inquire blandly, and the lawyer lost his te: per. "I mean that he does not want piece of somebody else's land plank? down right in the. middle of it," 1 blurted out "The assessed value i your property ia, I believe, four tho sand dollars. Mr. James offers ye fifteen thousand." "He rose from four thousand to fl teen thousand in seven years," I a swered. "But I wouldn't sell it for hundred thousand, in fact, I won sell it at all. My father might ha\ sold once, although the homestes was naturally dear to him. But whe Mr. James began his persecutions "That was old Mr. James," inte rupted the lawyer, frowning. "M Cyprian James had, I admit, a vindii tive nature. Mr. Harold James, hov ever, is a fine gentleman. You kno' nothing about him; you will hav nothing against him; you have neve even seen him, I believe. Now, wi: you take fifteen thousand? Mr. Jame is coming south to live, and want your place for a shooting box." "No," I answered. "It isn't fo cale." The lawyer rose. "Maybe the legis lature can confiscate it," he sneerec "The JameBes generally get their owi way in the end." "And the Streets have a bulldog gedness which doesn't let them b trampled on," I answered. "Tell tha to your Mr. Harold James." And s< he went away, muttering. The Streets and the Jameses ha< been old friends until Mr. Jame; made his money. Then my tethei quarreled with him. He was prout and touchy and sensitive, and Mr James was not conciliatory. That was why the quarrel came to be a penna neat estrangement. One morning a few days later I savs that a series of boards had been put up all around my little property ir, the night. 1 went down to look al them. There were ten in all, and each bore in large letters the words: "TRESSPASSERS WILL BE PROSE OUTED." The road led from the garden through a mile of James land to Hicksville. A man was waiting at the gate of the garden, and I hadn't set foot outside before he came hurriedly forward. "I must ask you to go back," he said, taking off his hat respectfully. He seemed a gentleman, although he was dressed like a tramp. "You may not know that this is a private road. In fact it has aflways been private, although Mr. Jame6 allowed your fa ther the use of it. I must request that you step back upon your own ter ritory." "Indeed, I shall do no such thing," I replied angrily. "I utterly defy you and your old road." And I went forward, though my heart was beating. The man watched me until I was out of sight. I returned from town about an hour later. The man was waiting for me. "I'm sorry," he said, "but Mr. James Insists on his orders being obeyed. Unless you agree not to trespass again, I shall have to take severer measures." "Tel! Mr. James that he is welcome to take any measures he likes," I an swered. "He can't frighten me into selling my property. And, what's more, he won't" With that I went indignantly into the house, and, once inside. I confess that I gave way to tears. I was very lonely. I had written to a girl chum to come down from Richmond and stay with me until I had decided upon my plans, but I had never contem plated being marooned. What if that wicked Harold James really meant to let me starve to death there? But Boon I plucked up courage, for out Bide I heard the creaking of the grocer's wagon. Mr. Tarrlsh was an old friend of mine, and he would never be prevented from crossing that piece of property. "I hear young Mr. James is back," be observed, when he had delivered my purchases. "You'll be selling c I'm afraid, Miss Millicent." . "Never!" I answered indlgnani and Mr. Tarrish laughed. "You've got the grit of your d MisB Millicent," he said, admiring Keep lt up! Don't let it be saie James could bluff a Street" "Well, I should say not," I Bwered, and with that I felt BO prc that I was quite ashamed to let h know the peril that I was In of bei arrested and carried away to prison Not that I believed Harold Jan could really close that road. But 1 Jameses could do almost anything our county, and if they chose to go law-well, everyone knows that fe thousand dollars has hard wc fighting fourteen millions. I was too Joyful when I awoke next mo: lng. I looked out of the window. T boards were still there, but there w no sign of the tramp agent I w going Into town anyway that day get the mail, so I had breakfi quickly and put on my hat and a lied forth. Then I saw something that ma my heart jump into my throat Clo to the gate, tied to a short stake by very long chain, was the most savai looking bull I had ever seen. He h his head down, and as I approach' the garden gate he gave one belle and began to paw the ground fu ously. I tried to compute the length of th chain. Could I go past without t lng impaled upon the creature horns? Bulls have always been n one terror. I saw that he could not reach tl garden, and of course I could ha' climbed over the fence. But prl< would not permit that plan. I a proached slowly, and I think I mu have looked like a woman who ls se sick, for I had pretty much the san sensations as they say this m al ac brings with it Then I took heart again. The cha was too short' I could pass the bu with several feet to spare. Well, would show Harold James just whi I thought of him. I was going ini Hicksviile, and I would buy a revol er there, and come back and shoe the creature. That is what any Stre< would do. I felt so infuriated that, as I passe the snorting monster, I snapped m fingers at it. Next Instant, with roar, the creature leaped at me. heard the chain ring taut, and sa' the stake come out of the ground, tried to run, but my limbs refused t support me. And then-well, for th first time in my life I fainted. I cannot have been unconsciou long, for when.I opened my eyes th bull was feeding a short dlstanc away, as peacefully as though lt ha never had thoughts of violence towar me. And the gamekeeper was bene lng over me, a look of agonized rc proach upon hit; face. "I didn't mean to do lt-indeed didn't," he was saying over and ove again. "Mr. James told m? to hid' behind the board and prick old Hirac with the goad. He didn't mean hie to get at you. He wouldn't hurt ) BOUI. Won't you forgive me?" "I suppose you have to earn you wages," I answered curtly, gettln? upon my feet, heartily ashamed of mj weakness. "But tell your Mr. Jamel that there are men in the county wh< .still know how to protect a woman.' "What do you mean?" he demand?e bluntly, and he looked quite shocked "I mean that my fiance, Mr.-Mr Tarrish will have something to saj to him," I said, naming the little grocer on the spur of the moment This fellow probably wouldn't know who Mr. Tarrish was, for he was a stranger to the county, and Hicksville was not the nearest village to the James estates. ? "Are you-engaged-to Mr. Tar rish?" inquired the man, paling. "What business is lt of yours?" I demanded. "Because." he said, "I am Harold James." "I might have guessed lt from your actions," I answered. And then Mr. Harold James sudden ly caught hold of my hands. "Millicent," he said pleadingly, "don't you remember how we used to be sweethearts when we were at school together and how you promised some day to marry me? I've been crazy over you ever since. I've still got that photograph of you hanging on my wall. And I've been sneaking round for weeks, trying to catch a glimpse of you. I knew from your spirit that you'd never give me a chance unless I did something rash. Millicent, may I have a chance to win you?" I could not help laughing. It was very strange, courting a girl with wild bulls and notice boards. But Mr. James looked BO penitent and humble that I-well, I relented a little. "You may call on me next Wednes day evening, after my friend, Miss Jones, gets here," I answered. And Mr. James, speechless from grat itude, picked an ax out of the grass and began chopping down the notice boards. Well, the Street homestead ls still standing, and it will never be sold as long as I am alive. But lt is used now mainly as a shooting box, for the James mansion is so much more con venient and comfortable. (Copyright. 1913. by W. G. Chapman.) Sun-Loving Plant. Have you a flower bed so con stantly exposed to the intense sun shine that everything seems scorch ed and valueless? If other plants re fuse to grow in this trying bed, plant the portulaca. These hardy little na tives of South America thrive in tho heat and drouth that will quickly de stroy many other plants; their bright flowers are borne in abundance. TATTING AND CROCHET FINE WORK THAT EVEN BEGIN* NER MAY FASHION. Directions Given Here, Faithfully FoK lowed, Will Result In Satisfaction j -"Trimming Is to Be Worked With Two Threads. This trimming ls worked with two threads. Commence with the semi circle worked on the two threads, 7 double knots, 1 picot, 7 double knots, 1 picot, 7 double knots, draw the knots up rather closely together; for the first closed eye. on one thread, work 8 double knots, Join to the thread from the beginning of semi? circle, 7 double knots, 1 picot, 1 don? ble knot, close; 2 double knots, join to first picot of last closed eye, 2 douV ble knots, 4 picots each separated byj 2 double knots, 3 double knots, close; on the second thread work 8 doubla knots. For the first of three large closed eyes, work 4 double knots? draw through picot of last closed eye;; 2 double knots, 4 picots each separat ed by 2 double knots, 4 double knots, close; 4 double knots, draw through first picot of last closed eye; 2 double knots, 5 picots each separated by 2 double knots, 4 double knots, close; the third of the 3 closed eyes ls like the first. Work 8 double knots on the second thread, then 1 closeC eye like the second, and 1 like the first, ex: cept that instead of joining to the thread before semi-circle, you make a picot to join the semi-circle to. On the second thread work 7 double knots, draw through first picot of semi-circle, 7 double knots, 1 picot, 1 double knots, drw through picot at top of last closed eye, then repeat from the beginning of the row. For the heading in crochet: First Row.-Work 1 double into top picot of semi-circle, 9 chain, repeat Second Row.-Ona treble into a stitch, l chain, pass over 2 stitch, and repeat. NEEQ A FREQUENT CLEANING Beauty Specialists Are Wise When They Urge Patrons to Give Their Veils Regular Ablutions. The beauty specialists ask their cus . tomers sometimes whether they change their veils frequently and have them cleaned, just as they would other items of their attire, and when the answer is in the negative, they explain that: veils are dust and germ collectors, and* should really be changed very often. The white veil gets a bath frequently, for it shows soil so readily that there is no evading it, but every one does not know that other veils need ablutions now and then. The veil should be squeezed in soap suds several times and rinsed in two waters, using a little blueing in the last rinsing for black or blue veil ings. Then a little cold starch should be mixed, in the proportion of a tea? spoonful of powdered starch to a pint of lukewarm water; squeeze the veil twice loosely through this solution, shake it out and roll it in a cloth for about 15 minutes. Meanwhile lay a mat on a table and cover lt with newspapers. Then pin the lower edge of the veil straight along the edge of the table, stretching the reBt of the veil as smoothly as pos sible and pinning it to the table. Iron with a hot iron, and the net will have the crispness of a new veil. Chiffon veils or scarfs may also be washed, but Should be ironed on the ironing board and need no starch. Tulle bows may also be done up fresh ly in the same manner as a mesh veil. BEFORE STORING THE FURS Should Be Thoroughly Cleaned, and the Process Is Not One Woman Need Be Afraid Of. White furs, such as ermine, may be effectively cleaned by laying the fur fiat on a table, then rubbing with'bran ' moistened with warm water. For the . wet process of applying bran use a piece of soft flannel; for the dry meth od, book muslin. After using the bran apply magnesia. Rub against the growth.of the fur. Another meth od of cleaning white fur is to take three parts flour and one part salt, heat slightly and rub well over the fur, using a handful at a time. When the flour remains white after rubbing, all removable soil has been carried off; then throw on some handfuls, cov ering the garment, and allow it to re main under this for a day or two. In no case should furs be placed near a fire to dry. because each little hair ls furnished with a tiny mite of oil and this is apt to dry when the fur is placed in contact with heat. Summer Wrapi. Most of the summer wraps have sleeves cut in one with the body of the garment. Such wraps are usually collarless and depend for their charm on the beauty of the material. The new brocaded worsteds and cottons are utilized for such wraps.