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HE& FT --* ' RTv',-» Sr, R- H ■ *,* FOREWORD. “The Thirteenth Com mandment” is an American story written by an Ameri can for Americans. It is, according to a famous Eng lish critic, “American to the bone and to the marrow of the bone.” It deals with that eternal conflict be tween finance and romance. It tells the story of what one lovable, modern American girl did when she discovered how often the checkbook's groan drowns the love song. In this story Rupert Hughes is at his best, and that best cannot be surpassed by any American author of the present day. If you start “The Thirteenth Command ment” you will finish it, and when you have finished it you will be glad that you started it. CHAPTER i. An usual nowadays, Instead of knocking at the door Fite called up on the telephone. Though the hell shrilled almost In Mr*. Kip's ear she would not answer It She winced, shook her head, agi tated her risking chair with p^llance, embroidered vindictively, and hardly m> much called out as sighed very loudly toward the hallway: “Daphne! O-oh, I>apbnet the tele phone again I" On tha stairs there . sounded a muffled scurry like the rush of an April shower chased down a hUUl<U by the sun. An allegory of April dart ed serosa the room and raised the tel ephone to her Ups as If It were a ^ beaker of good cheer. Her mother was used to this humor of Ihiphne’s and pnld no heed till a sudden frost chilled the warm tone of the girl's voice. The smile of hospi tality wasted on the telephone bad given pluce to a look of embarrass asent. Mrs. Kip whispered anxiously, “Who ta It?” Daphne motioned her not to Inter rupt, and her voice grew deep and !mi»ortnnt. It became what her brother Rayard culled her “reception voice." In her grandest contralto she said: ‘This Is Miss Kip. Yes, I have. Yes, he d«K>s. I beg pardon? Oh!—Oh! Oh! llow do you do, Mr. Wmbwm." "Mr. Who?" her mother keened. Daphne whispered to quiet her, “A young man from New York—friend of Bayard’s—same office. I haven’t gQt his name yet." Into the telephone she was saying, and bowing and nodding the while with her jKilltest face. “Indeed I’U'try to be. Of course Cleveland’s not New York, but— By the way, do you dance? That’s good. That’s right; might as well be deaf If you don’t! How long will you be In Cleveland? Oh, is that all? Well, then, you must come out here and have tea with us this very afternoon. ,I’ll call for you at the hotel In ray little ear. No; it’s not one of those; It’s an electric. I Tun it myself. Afraid to risk it? Brave man! I’ll be there in 4 fifteen minutes, and you might be on the steps. Goodby, Mr. Wiubwm." This lust was said in the fond tone of ancient friendship, and she hung up the receiver with a gesture like shaking hands. She turned to find her mother thin ning, her .lips in a long, tight line; her cheeks bulged explosively. Daphne forestalled her: . ' * ‘Tie’s a young /ellow in the same firm as Bayard. Says lie’s here on business for ten days. Bayard told him to call me up and tell me to be nice to him. That sounds like By. Also said he hadn’t time to write. That sounds liker still. Bayard told him to kiss you for him, so he must be all right. I was gofng tp take him to the hotel to a tea-dance, but I thought Xd better give him a look-over first. So Iil roll him out here. Get out the nice china and the napkins I rnouo- grammed, and*—” “But, Duphne! Walt! I can’t—” “I haven’t time to argue with jou, mamma. Please do as I tell-jnn for once, and don’t fuss. Mr. Wmbwm urtU -probably have a hot of news to tdl yon about your prodigal ho. 0*byr I She popped a klaa on the forehead that anxiety had taraed ta corduroy like another April standing under the porte .cochere. The car was very large for a beetle but pretty small for an ndtoraoblle. CHAPTER Os The night train from New York had deposited Clay Wimburn In the grimy cavern of the station at an early hour. He had dawdled over his breakfast, feeling lost without bit New York morning papers. When at last It grew late euough to telephone for an appointment with the man he~had come to see he was dls- gusted- to learn that the wretch would not be visible till the next day. It was then that Bayard Kip’s part ing behest to call up his sister re curred to Wimburn. He planned to compose a formal note of self-intro duction, buT Bayard bad forgotten to tell him his sister’s name or his fa ther’s initials. There were several Kips In the telephone book, and he could not tell which would be which. He decided to call up each number and ask a maid or somebody If Mr. Bayard Kip’s people lived there. The very first number he called brought Daphne ' herself suddenly voice to voice with him. Voices are characters, and It was a case of love at first hearing with him. She had him smiling and cooing at the second phrase. He felt that she was going to make his stay In Cleveland pleasant. lie formed all sorts of pictures of her while he waited on the hotel steps, but when she stepped out of her car and looked about she was none of the Misses Kip he bad planned. She was a round, pretty little tblmn amiable of eye and humorous about the lips, and cunningly dressed. She looked as If she would be a plucky, tireless sportswoman; yet she had a wistful, tender buggablenesa that a girl ought not to lose, however well she plays tennis. “Ia this Mr.—" she began. He was too nervous to police her pause. He retorted. “la this Miss KIpT” He noted that she ahook hands well, with a boyish clench accompanied by an wl4 Httle duHi of the head.- — - "Mighty nice of yon to take me off this desert Island." he beamed. “Mighty glad to have the privilege." she said as she verified the fraternity pin on his overcoat. “Mother la dy ing to hear how Bayard la" Mothers have little power left as guardians, hut the children find that the title has a certain value at times In keeping order. “Wtm't you get In?" said Daphne, pointing to her car. She made him crowd In first, then followed and closed the door and pulled the throttle. He meditated aloud: “How wonder ful It really Is that you should talk to me over the telephone and Invite me to your home and come and get me like thla" “What's so wonderful about that?" said Daphne. “Everybody does It." “Everything that everybody does Is wonderful," said Wimburn. “But how especially wonderful it Is to live In a city Where there are no walls about grown with the personalities of the pccupanls..% The only ostentations about the place were the cupola of an earlier day and the porte cochere stuck out like a broken wing. She led him Into the house and waved hfm toward the hall tree. When he had set down his hat and stick she led him into the drawing room. “Mother, we’re home." “Yes, , dear,” said Mrs. Kip, who called Daphne' “dear" before com pany. _ “Mother,” said Daphne, “I want to present Mr.—” (mumble—gulp). She had not yet achieved his name. Her mother shocked her by saying, "Delighted to meet you, Mr.— I didn’t quite catch the name." I _ Daphne blushed for her mother’s query, but was glad to overhear the stranger's answer?*"”- 1 - "I am Mr. Wimburn, Mrs. Kip—Clay Wimburn." At this moment a tall, shambling man walked In. He looked as If he looked older than he was. His spec tacles overwhelmed a rather unsuc cessful nose. Daphne hardly needed to Introduce him us her futber. She gave Wimburn a name now, and be felt culled upon to explain his incur sion. “I know your son Bayard very well. I’m In his office. We belong to the name fraternity—different chapters of course. We struck up a great friend ship. When he knew I was coming to Cleveland he said, Tell my slstfr to be nice to yon,’ and—and—" Wimburn paused in some embarrass ment before the ballroom manner of Mrs. Kip. hat the pompons disguises of timidity fell from her at she mur mured—and blushed in n motherly way: “Daphne told me. He raid for yon to kiss hla mother for him." "Ye-**." “Well, I nm his mother." “Oh! May ir “Will yonr He pressed his Ups respectfully on her cheek, bat she,-dosing her eyes to Imagine him her son. flung her fat arms about him and held him a mo ment. , He klsaed her again with n kind of vicarious devotion. "I’d want Bayard to deliver such a message to your mother," she ex plained. * Already Wimburn was a member of the honaehold; be had been kissed and sympathized with. He turned to Daphne with an apolo getic look and saw that she was star ing at him with softer eyes than he had thought she had. Definite anxieties engaged Mrs. Kip, for tea had come In tottering on a tray carried by a panic-smitten cook, as agile as a hippopotamus and as shy as a violet. Daphne and her mother and father went through the tea ceremony with the anxiety of people In an earth quake, and the “8wedlsh dromedary" stared at the unaccustomed sight as If the tea bibbers were drinking poi son and she watching for the convul sions to begin. Clay Wimburn talked altogether the gardens. Look! there aren’t even fences. The luwns are all Joined to- j about Bayard and his wonderful prog ress in business In spite of the hard Already Jf/lmburn Was a Member of the Household. gether and the houses are mostly win dows. * Everything Is so open and free, full of sunlight and frankness. You're taking me home in this charming little glass showcase to Introduce me to your mother. I tell you the world do move! A woman of today haa a lot to he thankful for. You ought to be mlgt ty -fcnppyT" ’ times. Bayard, he said, was sticking to his desk like a demon, and he let noth ing distract him. - _ ' v “It must be glorious living in New York," Daphne sighed. ~ ~ “Why don't, you come and pay Bay ard a visit?" Wimburn suggested. “He wouldn't have time to take me anywhere, and I don’t know anybody else there.” “You know me. And I’d be only too glad to try to repay your hospitality to me.” * —- Mrs. Kip looked on and listened with the fond alarm of one who has seen fatal courtships begun with just such fencing. When at length Daphne suggested that there was still time to rush down to the Ho£el Statler for a dance or two Mrs. Kip smiled at her. Wimburn did not know that he had beep brought home on approval. Mrs. Kip realized that he was not to be returned as im possible. Her fancy gambled In fu tures. . Wimburn was the victim of an onset of that delirium amans known as love at first sight. He was at the right age, and he found something exotically captivating In this strange girl in the- strange city. He was poisoned with love, and bis opinion of Daphne was lunaticaliy fantastic. No one in the world equaled her. No one ever, had equaled her or could equal her In any future ever. ^ Spring and love are the perennial miracles, always new, always amazing. It waa 'springtime in Wlmburn’s year* and In the calendar of the world; and countless other youth of mankind, ani mal kind, bird and flab kind, dower* i and fruit trees, and perhaps of ehera- "Oogfct-io-be ban t much to do Vtth | D th* ground were feeling the la." DapkM sighed. "We’ve got a lot j to get ftt-and a lot to get rid ot." | Daphne’s cordiality was afe Ho rank hack iMHA Tho amh the hraptOMn warmth at squatter population on their private planet. The world was too much with them. .The little car was transparent. Even at night etiquette required them to light it up within. YVimburn did hot return to New York so soon as he expected. It seemed impossible to uprOot himself from that pleasant soil. One after noon when he had already overstayed his furlough Daphne and he were rid ing in the little car through the outer suburb known an .Shaker Heights—a section rapidly evolving from a sleepy religious community to a swarm of city residences. The late afternoon moon had risen in a sky still rosy with the afterglow of sunset. The air was murmurous with pleading. Suddenly Wimburn cried aloud, to hr* own surprise ana nefs, "Daphne T Miss Kip! I can’t stand everything, you know I I’m only human, after all." “What’s the matter?" she asked In prosaic phrase but with a poetic flut ter of breath. * . "I love you, d n It!—pardon roe, bat ITn Infernally in love with you. I’m tormented. 1 came here on busi ness, and instead of my fihlshing It you’ve finished me. I’m two days over due In New York and I’ve had to lie to the office to explain why. And all I can think of now Is that I'd rather resign and starve to death than go back and leave you here." “Honestly?" she barely breathed. "Desperately!" he moaned. "What’s to become of me?" ' AYou’d better go back. I suppose. You’ll soon get over it and find some body else to love" “There’s nobody else In the world worth loving. I’d die if I gave yon up 1 I’d ►Imply die" He went on with aching anxiety: “Coaid yon care for me jnst n little? If yon could love me or Just promise to try to. I could face my exile for n while. Do you think yon could love me ever?" She dropped her chin on her breast and sighed. “I guess 1 do now." The miraculous feMdty of this situa tion own* helmed them both. He dipt her la hla arms and she flung hers about biro, forgetting entirely the steering wheel. The neglected little car promptly scattered off the road. CTOMk*i] a gutter Into a vacant lot scooped up a "For Sale" sign, and was about to tip over Into an excavation when Daphne looked np long, enough to shut off the power. Then in n blind rapture she returned to wbeve she be longed—his embrace. Soon she was assailed with fear* for the credibility of this wonder work, and when he said: “When shall we announce oar en gagement?" she prhtested: “Oh, not till we are sure." Tm sure now." “But we must be terribly sure. It’s such a dangerous thing, getting mar ried. So many people who think they love each other find out their mistake too late. You don’t know me very well." -—- “You mean you don’t know me very well.” “I'm not afraid of yon, bat for yon. I’d hate to disappoint you, and I don’t really amount to ranch. I can’t do anything except gad around; and you*ti tire of me.” “Not In this world—nor In the next” “It’s darling of you to say It, and you think you mean it—now. But—” "I know it. Daphne, honey, now and forever. I don’t want anybody but you. Life won’t be life without you. You’ve promised to be my wife. I hold you to your promise.” "All right.” It was exceedingly sat isfying to surrender her soul into his keeping. She had reached harbor al ready after so brief and placid a voy age. He ettlcd a long, cozy silence with the surprising remark, “I suppose I ought to ask your parents’ consent?” The daughter of the twentieth cen tury laughed: “Parents’ consentl You do read a 'lot of ancient literature, don’t you?” “Still I imagine we’d better break It to *etn.” - “You leave it to me to brffak it to ’em. They’ll be glad enough to get me off their hands.” __*T11 never believe that.” When they reached her home it was late and his hotel was so far that, since he would be spending his last evening with her, anyway, she asked him to stay to dinner. She broke that news to her parents, and It caused them acute distress. Her father and her mother were deep In the battle that always broke out-be tween them wl^en the monthly hill* ar rived; Daphne was so used to this that she hardly noticed 1L After dinner the parents retired to the living room to rend and their motnal wimburn ant and which the thht his hotel bill would require all of his fiinds except enough for the pos ter’s tip and a few odd dollars. He Could r>'.t buy Daphne an engage ment ring with a few odd dollars, and he was afraid to leave her without the brand of,possession on her finger. But h<m was he to come at the nec essary sum? He cduld not decently ask the firm he was dealing with to lend him money. He might have asked it to cash a check on his b&uk, but his account waa at the irreducible min imum. After an hour or two of meditation he determined to,-heard a Jeweler in his lair and try to coax him into the extension of credit ,• He loitered In front of reveral win dows, staring at the glittering pebble* on the velvet beeches till ho found a tiny gem that he thought might feebly, represent his exquisite adoration. He went in and asked the price. An ea ger salesman peered at the very small tag and announced the very large price—$185. It was not much for a solitaire, but it was too much for that bachelors * He clung to the counter for support and In a husky tone asked for the credit man. He waa escortea to a barred window where a very cane old The secret of youth I* ELIMINA TION OF POISONS from your body. This done, you can lire to be s hundred and enjoy tha good things of life, with as much "pen” as you did when in the springtime of youth, Keep your body in good condition, that’s the secret. Watch the kidneys. They filter and purify ths 'blood, all of which blood passes through them once every three minutes. Keep them clean and in proper working condition and you hav*... nothing to fear. Drive the poisonous wastes and deadly, uric acid accumula- . tions from .your sTstem.' Take «JOLI> • MEDAL Haarlem Oil Capsules and yon will always be in good condition. You will feel strong and vigorous,, with steady nerves and elastic muscles; ' GOLD MEDAL Ilnarlem Oil Cansnfies / are imported direct from the labora tories at Haarlem, Holland. They are a reliabie remedy which has been used by the sturdy Dutch for over 2Q0 years, and haa helped them to develop into one of the strongest and heartliiest races of the world. Get them from your druggist: Do not taka a substitute. Iq Sealed packages— three sixes.— Adv. Practical Romance. . He—“My dear Miss Cute, will ynt accept my hand?” She—"First let nw I see how much you have in it.” -* I could hardly feel much confidence in a man who had never been im posed upon.—Guesses at Truth. [ Wonder, what 4lu>- eriAfew- -wfmM—d r- ■ If nolvOriy over .jterompRKlied any-" ^ th'ng? on* bottle of Dr. Peery*s “Dead‘Shot* will eatve you money, time, anxiety ant hraltli. On- dose sufficient, without CsstO) Oil In addition. Adv. Direct current Is electricity flowing continuously In the same direction. For Colds, Catarrh t Influent Do you feel weak and unequal to ths work ahead of you? Do you still eougl a little, or doss your nave bother you? “I Have the Honor to Be Engaged to Mias Daphne Kip." person gated out at people Inraoo enough to buy Jewelry. Mr. Gasaett bad a look of hospitality toward cash and of shyness toward credit. ‘ Wimburn hemmed and blushed and swallowed hard. With the plausibility of a pickpocket be mumbled as ho pushed a card across the glass sill: ’ “I am Mr. Clay Wimburn of New York city. I have been out here Clos ing up an Important deal for my firm with one of your big mills. I hap pened to see a little ring in your win dow—rather pretty little thing. Took a fancy to It. Had half a mind to buy it. But rather short of cash and—-er— and—” Mr. Gassett waited with patience. Clay went on: “I have no right to ask you to give me credit But Tm very anxious to leave the ring here." i “Leave it here! I thought you want ed to buy It!" “Of course! I want to leave It oa the finger of a young lady.” “Oh.” said Mr. Gassett, to whom ladles* fingers were an important mar- - ket. Finally be said: “I don’t suppos* you would care to tell me who your fiancee Is. That might make a d’f- ference." “Why shouldn’t I tell you? Tm cap* tainly not ashamed to. I have th* honor to be engaged to Miss Daphn* Kip.” Are you pal*? Is your blood thin anc watery? Better put your body into ahape Build strong! An old. tvtonbi*. ^lood-rexker anc herbal tonic made from wild roots anc barks, is Dr. Pierce’s Golden Medtra Discovery This “nature remedy" comas ia tablet or liquid form It wiU build up your body, curs your cold, and protect you from disease germs which lurk every where One ut the active ingredients of tin* temperance alterative and tonic Is wild cherry bark with stilling!*, which is so good for the lungs and f rf roughs also Oregon grape root, blood root, stooe root, Queen s root, — all skilfully combined in the Medical Discovery These roots bare a direct action on ths stomach, improving digestion and assimi lation These herbal extracts in ths “Discovery" aid m blood-making, and are hast for scrofula By improving ths blood they aid in throwing off an attack of influent* Catarrh should be treated, first, as"* blood disease, with this alterative Then, in addition, the nose should be washed daily with Dr Sage’s Catarrh Remedy. 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