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/ *fsERIAL^ ^ STORY J | STANTON | q n wins n By Eleanor M. Ingram Author of "The Cams and the Candle." "The Flying Mercury," etc. ///uilreNona by Frederic Thorobnrgh Copyright 1UML The Bob lisMerrill Couipauy > SYNOPSIS. At the beginning of great automobile race the mechanician of the Mercury. Stanton's machine, drops dead. Strange youth. Jo-.se Floyd, volunteers, and Is ae0 cepted. In the rest during the twentyfour hour race Stanton meets a stranger. Miss Carlisle, who Introduces herself. The Mercury wins race. Stanton receives flowers from Miss Carlisle. which he Ignores. Stanton meets Miss Carlisle on a train. They alight to take walk, and train leaves. Stanton and .Miss Carlisle follow In auto. Accident by which Stanton Is hurt Is mysterious. Floyd, at lunch with Stanton, tells of his boyhood. Stanton again meets Miss Carlisle and they dine together. Stanton comes u> track sick, toil makes race. They have accident. Floyd hurt, hut not seriously. At dinner Floyd tells Stanton of his twin sister, Jessica. Stanton becomes very 111 and loses consciousness. CHAPTER VII. The Girl Like Floyd. Stanton awoke slowly, with a consciousness of physical well-being and singular restfillness. The shades of his room were lowered, hut the dazzling sunshine streamed in around edges and through cracks, glittering over n near-by table covered with vol low telegrams, cards, newspapers, hotel memoranda of telephone calls repnlv?<l nil the fnmlltor ?.l.l........o e* the morning after a race. And in the midst of the litter stood an ice-water pitcher containing a muss of paleyellow roses. Stanton frowned and looked about him for a bell. Some one rose from a corner and approached the bed. "Bettor, sir?" queried a businesslike voice; a distinctly medical young man in glasses gazed down at him. The full situation came clearly to Stanton. "All right," he gave brief asurance. "What time Is it?" The young man consulted a watch. f "Thirty-eight, minutes past twelve. ^ >? / You have slept about eighteen hours, as 1 figure It. 1 told Mr. Floyd that was all you needed; you were knocked out by that attack of illness, followed by a day's work that was enough to exhaust a horse. I saw you race, yesterday." "Where is Floyd?" "He stayed here until midnight, until you had been sleeping like a baby for Hve hours. He was nearly all in. himself, but he wouldn't leave until ho was sure you were all right. One of the nicest fellows I ever met. He made nie promise to stay with you. I," with nn expansive smile, "1 have got more time than patients, as yet. Here, all this junk came for you. on the table. I have answered seventeen telephone calls and sent off twelve posies in the water-Jug. All right?" "All right, and much obliged," Stanton affirmed, beguiled into smiling, while he glanced casually at the table. "There isn't any one 1 am in a hurry to see or hear from. I think I will get up; it's breakfast time." i > "I think so. Considering it is yotiT first meal for thirty-six hours, I'll order for you. Although I fancy you could digest, a rubber tire; you look it. Oh, Mr. Floyd left a note." Stanton rose to his elbow. "Where is it?" demanded the man who cared to hear from no one. Tf U'tlQ O ell Art H A? ft />*> h A* ?1 ? ?? av itu ik puwl C SIVW VII IIIU HV/lCi Pitt* tionery, written in a wide-open/ legible hand that somehow recalled Floyd's direct gray eyes. "Dear Stanton: The doctor says you are only tired; and I have got to be in New York by morning. I would not leave you if I could do as I wanted. 1 hope you will believe that. VCordlally, y , "JESSE FLOYD." The letter might have been written by a girl, for its reticence and lack of the personal element, but Stanton was well content. It rang right. He feltvigorously nlive and amazingly hungry. While he was breakfasting, or lunching. and reading the heap of correspondence?which commenced with a congratulatory telegram from the Mercury Company and concluded with a request for his photograph to be used as a speedometer advertisement? Stanton decided upon his course. He would obtain Floyd's address from Mr. Green, and pay a visit of acknowledgment to his Impromptu nurse, upon reaching New York. That much was required by ordinary courtesy, at . least. "Got any enemies?" inquired the doctor when taking leave. "Are you asking for a list of my acquaintances?" Stanton ironically responded. "Well, I don't want to play detective. but that was a funny kind of indigestion you had, according to Mr. Floyd'B account. Some of tho other racers might have wanted to keep you out of the way." "No! Do you think you are talking of horse-traders? Onoe for all, there is nothing like that done." Which was vs-y true. But after tbe i v * subdued medical man had debarred. the Jug of yellow roses caught Stanton's eye. A card was dangling from the stems, a card, blank this time, except for a penciled legend: "So glad you were able to race, but so sorry you lost to the Atalanta." There was tio need of signature. Stanton very carefully tore the card into Illegible fragments, dragged out the flowers to fling thorn into the arid fireplace, and rang the bell. "Bring fresh ice-water," he bade ! the bell-boy who appeared. "And a I time-table for New York." However, he did not leave Lowell that day, detained by Mr. Green with a score of appointments and arrangements. Nor was it until two days later that he found himself free to seek the address in upper New York which he had wrested from the reluctant assistant manager. "Floyd asked me not to give It to people." Mr. Green had protested. "Did ho ask you not to give it to me?" "No, but?" "Very good; I am not people." "Don't you see him enough at race times. Stanton? I'm sure he is the best man we have had," fretted nls manager. Stanton was recalling that interviewas lie went up the stairs of the quiet apartment house indicated. After ' it was true that Floyd might nave volunteered his address, himself, if he had wished it known. Perhaps he did not want to see his driver unofficially. A sense of unwelcomeness oppressed Stanton, but he kept on his way! He bad never swerved from a course because of the opinions of others; he did not think of turning back now. Some one was singing, as he reached the fourth floor; singing in a smooth, honey-rich, honey golden contralto. Warned of his approach by the bell pushed below, the door of the apart- ' nient was opened, so that the melody ; came flooding his hearing with its j haunting familiarity. A little old Irishwoman in black silk was peering ; up at the tall visitor on the threshold. "Mr. Floyd?" he inquired. "My name is Stanton." The old servant drew back, smiling invitation, and pushed aside a curtain. And Stanton saw Jessica Floyd [ rise from her seat at the piano, tak- j ing a step to meet him. She was so like Floyd that he could have cried out in wonder, yet was most purely and softly feminine. She seemed taller, in her clinging paleblue gown, and even more slender, but Floyd's silver-gray eyes looked out from her long lashes, Floyd's bronze curls clustered around her wide brows, under the braids wound about on /I o n?l '> ~ ??*.* anil iiTrt niiintf ?*t& a mure i ( She Was so Like Floyd He Could Itimid reflection of the incarnate sunshine of his. "I am sorry Jes Is not at home," she said, holding out. her hand with a natural grace of hospitality that rose above her nervous- shyness. "I am Jessica Floyd, Mr. Stanton, his sister." She was afraid of him. The too obvious fact struck deep into Stanton, as he felt her fingers flutter in his clasp. So this was the reputation he had earned for himself? "Perhaps I should not have come," he apologized quite humbly. "I? ? tAA nxireattt I ? I)..* r iu/u J,a>r iiii; nv *>tu iniii iui 11. i Mi t he was very Rood to me, when I was sick in Lowell, and I wanted to thank him." She looked at him fully, then, and again he could have cried out at the wonder of so meeting Floyd's straight candor of regard. "Why should you not come? Job has not so many friends that they are not welcome in his home. Only, if he had known of your coming, he would have been here." She moved to a chair. Inviting him ! by a gesture to do likewise, nnd took ' up a half-embroidered silk scarf. 'He ?Tfg rnlled out cf town." she added, after waiting for her silent guest to speak. "He will be sorry to have missed you. From Mr. Green ho learned Mint you had Quite recovered, after he left you." "And he? 1 hurt his arm." She glanced up astonished. "You hurt his arm?" i vw?h urivmg ino car." rstanton assumed grim responsibility. This time she laughed, two adorable dimples starting into view in her ehoeks of glowing rose-and-amber velvet; not the complexion of a blonde beauty, nor of a brunette, hut some happy intermediate tint that presupposed flawless health and much sunlight. Stanton hnd never observed any dimples about his mechanician. "I am certain Jch never thought of that standpoint. Ho said a turn a ad a tire were to blame. Hut his arm is almost well." She spoke so Mghtly, with so much of Floyd's own nonchalant acceptance of incidental mishaps, t' at Stanton was surprised into in .iscretlon. "You do not worry nbor. him?" he questioned. "You are tot nervous about his racing, and ra ing with me?" Her lashes fell, her face grew serious. "If anything ..appens to Jes, 1 will die too slowly answered. "We ?.?*.-?twins. No. I do not worry. Besides, I grew up used to swing Jes in danger; he told you of his life with father?" "Yes." "Well, he never had time to be afraid, or I to be afraid for him. You ran not be afraid of things you have been doing or seeing dona ever sinco you could understand at nil. As ordinary babies are tal*n out in carriages. Jes was taka* out in fast motor-cars. My fatlief could not bear him out of his sight; when Jes was in kilts, he was taken to the factory each day to amuse himself among tho workmen and machines." Profoundly interested, he studied her. "And you. Miss Floyd? What did you do?" "1?" she turned aside her head, her full, firm young mouth slightly compressed. "When I was fourteen. 1 said to my father, one morning, 'Daddy. what is to become of Jessica? Jes is learning all he needs to be ft man; how is Jes's sister to learn to be a woman?' And ho answered nn? frankly, "Jessica, 1 do not know. You have no kinswomen. and 1 could not endure a stranger in your mother'a house. You will have to let Jes ha wise for both, except for your nurse's woman-teaching.' So 1- did. Jes is Jes and Jessica for both. You am the first visitor who ever followed ith 1 I 1 1 j ^ /I fi / lave Cried Out in His Wonder. .... . j him hero, and the first I ever received In New York. We are like no one else in the world. I helieve." "You are never lonely?" he wow dered. Her answer he never quite forgot; long afterward its quiet pathos would come hack to him. "Often," she said, and picked up the embroidery. Stanton was not always gentle, hut he had tact enough when he chose to exert it. With a natural change of tone he moved away from personal!ties, speaking of the race and the race pictures in the pile of newspapers near her. And she responded with charming readiness and understanding. "Will your brother be homo to night?" Stanton InniilreH tvim.. y. rose to go, at the end of a half hour "No." she regretted, a trifle hur rledly. He hesitated. In the grasp of an lin pulse strange to himself. (TO BK CONTINUED.) Never build a spite fence. It doesn" deaden the sound of your neighbor'! piano in the slightest degree I I.KVKLAXI).-- Til-* aura's the , a tiling: . Such is the latest verdict it of science. If business associates get on each others' nerves and fail to declare dividends, if husbands and wives find domestic sledding becoming dif 1 tieuli, if young men find themselves in hot water with their fiancees, if teachers find themselves upset by the Obnoxious personalities of certain pupils. it is till on account of the auras. The individual is not to blame. The whole trouble Is due to the antagonism of one aura for another. The aura is the supreme and consummate trouble-maker of the world today. It is the subtlest mischief maker known, because it has hitherto been unseen, except to perhaps one favored mortal In 100.000. On the other hand, the aura Is the inevitable cause back of happy marriages. fortunate business associations and enduring friendships When two men go into business partnership, a peculiar transformation sometimes takes .place which makes them both a" power. Kach finds himself subtly reinforced with a strength which was totally foreign to him before the part nerslup took place.. Wluit caused it? The shra. A :fhi)t't Tirtfo ago there came to Cleveland a man named Forest Cheney. He is variously designated as a , concert violinist, voice teacher, inventor afid deep student.oftoocultism, ilpjhus invented a phonograph which lias taken the musical world by the ears. Twofvears ago he had never given aj thou gilt to Invention. Today lie is declared by high authorities to have put together a voice reproducing contrivance which gives at) absolutely perfect reproduction of the musical tone, with all its original overtones and its subtlest shading and quality. And Forest Cheney attributes Ills success at invention to an Intelligent use of his uurn. The aura is described as the vibra- , tory radiance of personal magnetism. To a few the aura is visible, in the form of vague, colored mists hovering about th" head and hods Anna He sant, Madame ltlavatsky and other occultists have claimed the ability to perceive the aurai of .any person they belield. To most eyes, the magnetic aura is invisible, just as certain musical tones are either above or beneath the range of the auditory nerves, and as certain colors are beyond the sense of sight. "There lias just been invented in Paris," declares Cheney, "a device by means of which the human aura may be photographically reproduced upon a screen, rendering it. visible to any eye. This step in advance will undoubtedly mean the entire transforma- j tion of human relations. It will elimina'e the dangers of those, temperamental antagonisms, and will enable people to plan their business associations and marriages with scientific ae; cuarcy. I nseen, unaccountable antagonisms between peopl iind their sources in conflicting auras, and these | may be* absolutely avoided, once rwe are all able to see and analyze the quality of each other's auras. Uela- ; ! tionship which must inevitably lead to disaster may be practic.il.y eliminated once we ran see and know our own auras and those of others "The screen for picturing the aura will Is* of inestimable value in connection with criminology. Progressive criminologists are already of the opin- : Ion that crimes are due to a large ex i tent to physical and mental defects. or to bad environment. It will going a big stop farther along the same lino of reasoning, if a jury can ha\o placed definitely and obviously before It the pictured auras of criminals and tin ir victims. In inanv cases it may be definitely proved hat when two auras came together, a deadly explosion occurred because of the seven; antagonism of the magnet.!*- radiations of the persons involved. There artcases in which no Jury is just Hied in sending a murderer to the electric chair if all the evidence were perceptible "On the other hand, there are cases I of love at lirst sight These cases would be readily explicable if wo i could see the aura of the two lovers, magnetic radiations of such powerful action upon each other that they instantly united into one " Hero is a tip for a strictly scientific matrimonial agency Think of the i possibilities of mating people at a distance. if the headquarters of the agency could provide itself with "aura picfrtrt'B." in addition to the customary photographs If magnetic specifications could he added to physical | and mental, not. to say financial spec! I rouiiiil; i BO 'W? i z|g|p3' 3? AA'' ticnfions. the business of running matrimonial agencies would at once become a legitimate pursuit. Speaking of his inventions. Forest Cheney spoke as follows: "Invention 1b the simplest thing in the world. It ( is so simple that it's perfectly absurd, j All facts that exist may be found t somewhere In the atmosphere around us. either In their latent form or in | some form that is already perceptible , to ordinary human consciousness. In- t vontion is simply the reaching out in- s to the Invisible and bringing these , farts and combinations of facts forth l into the visible. The magnetic aura j enables this to bo done. When 1 invent a thing. I never experiment. I t never fuss around with models, or tin- t kor with experimental devices. First. ^ 1 determine what I want to accom- j plish. Then I linil the combination of t facts that will do it. already knowing t that what I am searching for exists. t For Invention Is not creation. It is j merely putting together, or rearrang- t ing what already ' exists. ~ 1 attract , those latent facts, and Intent combina- ( tions through the attractive power of my aura. This power makes these j facts and combinations fugitive. I ? simply reach into the latent and bring them- into the objective." t Forest Cheney is declared.to.be the t greatest living authority on accous- > tics He is writing a book on this 1 subject. Attached to the head bf his i bed there is a dict&phbnb. A good i share of his new book .has been die- i tated while lying in bod. and at weird 1 hours of the night, if one were to 1 pause at Ills door, lie might hear the I (pilot flow of scientific phraseology, in- i stead of the snoring of the tired slum- < berer. I.ate in February, he gave the first | demonstration of his resonator in Cleveland, in a private recital before ^ members of the Colonial club and their guests. The machine, at this recital. played some twenty difficult records, without the sign of a biust, with perfect reproduction of correct quality of tone, and with power enough to have tilled the Hippodrome. The inventor is a veritable oddity of a man. Ho has the long hair of the latin quarter, and the eye of the mys- ] tie. \#\irs of research in the occult s r,.. l??n,uiu iiuiiiiiiu; hi ma hiil'l fSl- ' ing comments on the vibratory radiance of personal magnetism, called the aura, which European scientists hnve recently thrust anew into the public eye. "Ah magnetic vibrations," says Professor Cheney, "either antagonize each other or else mix and harmonize. This ts a fundamental law. Thus all persons either antagonize each other' or harmonize. Auras undergo constant changes. They may he reinforced and augmented just as the sounds of musical effects may be reinforced and augmented. "As certain nerve cells cease to vibrate and become Inert, or increase their vibrations and become more active. the entire personality and individual potency undergoes decisive changes. People attract each other when certain cells in them are stimulated This magnetic exchange is one of the most important of life currents. The sanitarium head of the future will make a study of the aura of his patient, Just as physicians now make a study of the physical and mental condition of the patient. "All magnetic vibrations are luminous to a certain extent. Some are so gifted that the aura is visible to them. The aura explains why one man may influence the world, and gain riches, fame and honor, while an equally gifted man accomplishes little or nothing The great salesman is the one with a powerful aura. This has been called magnetism, that indefinable, subtle, unseen something. The screen which pictures the aura will open a longclosed book. The undents knew a good deal about the aura. The earliest painters, who placed a halo around the God-head and later around the Christ buad and the saints, were mere ly picturing the magnetic aura. Hut this magnetic nimbus In not confined . to the head alone; it surrounds the ( entire body." < Thus, when Moses came down from the mountain with two tablets of the , law he had Rained by projecting his ( auratie body into heaven, "his face shone . . . and the children of Israel , were afraid to come nigh him. ..." < It was Christ's perfect knowledge < of the human aura. It is argued, which t gave hint his power to perform mlr- i aolos. The aura is likened to a powerful wireless station surrounding the 1 body, receiving and sending magnetic Impressions, thus accounting for the 1 "hunch" of the husiaess man. tho pre- S monition of the psychic, and the fre- > * -v -. ^ [ K*,iS ^/PjrjS 1 luert safeguarding from harm which a so astounding to the uninitiated. Forest Cheney argues that matter la .othlng but materialised mental coniciousness. and Invention Is therefore in absurdly simple proposition when ipproached from that point of view, h rough the additional kindly offices >f a well-trained aura. All you've got o do is to develop and harness your tura and send It off into the unknown ind invisible and let it bring the facta ou aro searching for. 'EPPERS IN PARSON'S SOCKS Minister Gives Some Valuable Information to Persons With Cold Feet. Of the many ministers who have ireached at Broad Creek I am proud o have been one, writes a correspondent to the Associate Reformed Pree>yterlan. There Is not a congregation n our synod that is more loyal to our listlnctive principles than Broad 'reek. My first visit to the church was in he winter of 1860, and 1 never shall orget a thing that took place on the oad to Lexington one very cold, 'rosty morning. My hostess, a Mrs. -ackey, was very much afraid that ny feet would freeze, and so it was hat she told me a plan that would teep my feet comfortable all the way o Lexington. 1 was clad to know how flint onnlrt >e done. She gave me two pods of ed pepper and told me to pulzerlze hem and to put the dust In each lock. 1 cheerfully did as the good vonian directed, put on my boots, nounted my norse and set out on my ourney. fearless of the frost. I thought It was a good Invention, >ut In half an hour it proved to be oo much of a good thing. I had not ;one over three miles when my feet elt as if there was a stove under ?ach foot. A few miles farther it icemed as if my feet were on tire, ind 1 hud to get down, take oft my mots and socks, shako out the pepper siicl let my feet cool down. I finished ny Journey In comfort and gratitude ?* , 0 Mrs. Lackey. . In 1867VI. told .this experience to a ady In Arkansas, about six miles loutheaHt of Monticello. She said: 1 will give you my husband's experiMice and mine with pepper. - He had mffered from, cold feet winter and lummer and a doctor told him to take'"' * lye pods of loijg red pep^er.'cu't them h two and slip a piece over. each, too'.'j^ ??,-> iitd Weqr them half ajday. Uut,I tJo tot know Jlbw -he sto<id it,, that long, lie JTollowed .the doctor's ,advice and ie lias never had arty coid fee't since.' ilut that Is not rill-?he has neVer been 1 ible to sleep with his feet .under the ,'.j :over at night on-account of hot feet." MISTAKES MADE IN TITLES Many Humorous Incidents Are Told About Persons Applying for Books. The man who asked the bookseller . 'or Professor Drummond's "Nux Vomica" when IiIb mistress had sent him 'or "Pax Voblscum," must have been i sort of mental cousin to the errand loy who asked over the publlshlnglouse counter for "The Little Monitor." by the author of "The Widow's rhumbs." The man behind the couner knew his Barrle sufficiently well 0 give him "The Little Minister." It was probably either a suffragette >r a house of commons policeman who nqulred for "She Swoops to Conquer" when Goldsmith's masterpiece under 1 somewhat similar title was required. Mid jt is, at least, as probable that .he ijjan who askedvfor "The History if tlnp Uninhabited Islands of the Pailflc/.by One of the Natives," was reurnlng from a missionary meeting. A country clergyman of an evangelical turn of mind wrote to a Lonlon publisher requesting him to forward a copy of a recent publication sntltled "New and Contrite Hearts." \fter, the lapse of a week the pubisher^s clerk replied, "We regret to jc unable to supply 'New and Contrite Hearts.' as we are out of stock ourlelves and there is none to be obalned In the city!" The small boys who go from one publishing house to another picking lp odd orders for some bookseller or ither, armed with a canvas bag Into which they thrust their, gleanings, are esponslble for many breaks. One of hiun nil77loH pomnlntolv flvr* >ehind the counter when he asked 'or "Many Sins of Judge Hawkins." Light only dawned when he tumbled o the fact that for "Many SinB" the word "Reminiscences" should be subitltuted. Hut even this does not take he prize, for another youthful genius inked for "The Social Evolution of fvidds!" Still another asked for Hetty Horner." evidently thinking he was In quest of a novel. He had to re sent hack for instructions, and retimed with a note asking for "Koce j lonio." Fired for Cause. William J. Burns, tho detective, proroses to train up a number of young "ollege graduates In the detecting rade. Talking about crime to a group of :ollege-graduate applicants for posts m IiIh staff. Mr. Burns said: "It doesn't take me long to decide >n a lad's suitability for this career. 3nly the other day, for example, I dis;harged a Yale first-honor man after wenty-four hours' trial. His first case Droved him valueless. "What was his first case?" asked a Harvard oarsman. "Theft of a box of soap," said Mr. tillrr>? "Theft rtt hn? ?? > *? ? ? - v. ? ??? vyi ouav iruin i freight car?and the Idiot arrested i tramp." '