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| STANTON |
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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
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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
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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 '> ~
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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?
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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
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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
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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;
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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- >
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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."
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