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I STORY j
STANTON
n WINS n
I "-j;~
J Eleanor M. Ingram
Author of "The Game
and the Candle," "The
Flying Mercury," etc.
i
IHutiratfona by
Frederic Thornborgb
>py right VjlZ. The Bobba-Morrlll Company
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SYNOPSIS.
At the beginning of great automobile
race the mechanician of the Mercury.
Stanton'* machine, dropa dead. Strange
youth. Jesse Floyd, volunteers, and Is accepted.
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. Stnnton 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
dlno together. Stanton comes to track
sick, but makes race. They have accident.
Floyd hurt, but not seriously. At
dinner Floyd tells Stanton of bis twin
sister. Jessica. Stanton becomes very 111
end loses consciousness. On recovery, at
bis hotel Stanton receives Invitation and
visits Jessica. They go to theater together,
and meet Miss Carlisle. Stanton anil
Floyd meet ngaln and talk business.
They agree to operate automobile factory
as partners. Floyd becomes suspicious of
Miss Carlisle. Stanton again visits Jessica,
and they become fast friends.
CHAPTER X?(Continued).
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"jes and I do not tire of our
friends," she rebuked. "But beyond
that, how can any one (ell what will
happen? We can Just live our best
every day and wait to see further.
Sometimes things get twisted wrong."
"What Is the matter? What Is twisted
wrong. Miss Floyd?"
She shook her head, smiling across
her shoulders at him.
"Nothing?nothing but me. Only I
feel disgustingly gloomy to-night; as If
Jes and I were very far apart. Never
mLnd, I wish you all good luck and
victory for the race."
"What was thnt song you were singing
on the first day I came here?" he
asked Irrelevantly.
She hesitated, then struck a few
chords upon the piano. "That?"
"Yes. Will you 6lng It to me,
now?"
With her charming trick of prompt
obedience, she at once seated herself
at the Instrument.
It was no ornate classic, no lovesong,
that the velvet-and-gold contralto
voice braided Into Stanton's memory,
to be In the near future a torture
more acute than physical pain and personal
grief.
"'Oft. In the stilly nlkht
Kre slumber's chain nnth hound me.
Fond memory brings the light
Of other days around me."
That was the quaint stiff melody of
fifty years before, that Jessica Floyd
sung to Stanton before they parted.
On reaching home, an hour later,
Stanton found a letter awaiting him
from the assistant manager. Green. It
was dated from Long Island, and reminded
him that the course would be
open for the last day's practice next
morning during the early hours.
"The car Is at last ready, and If
you see Jes Kloyd, tell him that we
can not get along without him any
longer," ran the concluding sentence.
Stanton put down the letter, frowning
at It In Irritated nstonlshment.
Had not Floyd gone to prepare for the
race, with Greer, and by his direct order?
How then could he, Stanton,
know anything nbout his mechanician
and why did not Green know everything?
Possibly Floyd had been kept
at the Mercury factory; but In that
case Green would surely have sent
there for him. instead of trusting to
the faint chance of Stanton's encountering
him. Of course Floyd must bo
ready to go out for the delayed practice
work next morning?Stanton rnso
impatiently; of course he would be
ready.
A thought like a needleprlek halted
him when half-way across the room, a
wild fancy. Could It be conceived
credible that Valerie Carlisle did wish
to prevent the Mercury car from racing.
and. falling to reach the driver,
might attempt to keep away the mechanician
she knew to be so valuable?
He recalled his own strange illness on
the eve of the Massachusetts race.
On an Impulse beyond restrain, he
turned to his telephone; there would
be some one to tell him of "Floyd at
the factory, for It was working night
and day to fill its orders.
"Yes. 3S7 Frenchwood," the thin
voice finally came along tho wire
"Yes. Mercury. Mr. Stanton? Walt."
The instrument roared vilely; he
knew it was the din of the huge engines
he heard across thirty miles of
distance.
"Hello." another voice took up,
through tho drone. "Stanton? This
is Mr. Bailey. What? Oh. why Floyd's
gone on?" there was a blank clicking
"?to Ix>ng Island tonight." was faintly
resumed. "He'll be on his Job when
you need him. Stanton; go a bit easy
on the poor kid. He isn't a machine."
Stanton oxclaimed something ugly
nnd hung.np the receiver with a snap.
Bailey was a fool, he mentally sneered,
and Green was another, and he himself
the third. As for Miss Carlisle,
be had not seen or heard of her pimce f
>
J
I the trip to Indiana. No more orchids tl
and laurel. He umileH in = ? ?-hnuin ' >
lief and went to open a window to bI
the pungent October air. To-morrow p
he would see Floyd at the course and s
begin the work which Intoxicated hltn n
as it does all those who once acquire
the fearless mastery of a car at high s
| speeds and taste the strong excite- t?
1 inent of the racing game. lie drew a s
| breath of anticipated exhilaration; n
! this was the ground where he and
' Floyd stood closest in understanding
I and where Jessica could never come.
But he wished that she had not tl
| looked so strangely grave and wistful, L
that evening. It troubled hira. \>
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CHAPTER XI. F
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The Last Race. r!
"Say, Floyd, got a spare Are extinguisher
In your camp?" o
"1 guess so." called a gay rippling
voice across the gray dawn mist. S
"Just throw It Into the next pltv f<
then; Jack's whistling again."
A tousled head appeared from the s
third in the row of repair pits. y
"I^et Floyd alone, he'd rather hear
me whistle than you talk," Jeered the r
offender. "Besides, he's working. Is lj
It true, Floyd, that you can make a c
worn-out taxlcab motor run like anew c
foreign engine? Soino one told me n
so."
"Why, yes. Jack; but I haven't any i<
time to fix your car now," came the b
sweet reply. "Come crank the Mer- e
cury for me. one of you, I want to
hear her run."
One of the laughing mechanics ran tl
forward, but paused as a tall figure F
advnnced from the shadow of the
stand
Floyd straightened up from bending a
over the unhooded motor, shining- e
eyed and vividly aglow In the raw, salt II
air that swept across the bare Long
island meadows. q
"Stanton!" he gladly welcomed, and
stripped off a rubber glove to give \\
greeting; Floyd was girlishly careful d
of his hands and always protected
them during work when possible. s'
"1 Just arrived here, by train," the
other explained. "Do you want to N
take the car out?" w
"When you're ready." s
"I am ready now. Get some warm el
things on, it is going to he chilly un- n
till the sun is out."
It was not an emotional meeting, but t
both men were content. Stanton had p
felt the thrill of relief and pleasure a:
upon Beelng his mechanician which si
surprised him Into recognition of how
much uneasiness the incident of the ti
night before had caused him. G
"You will have to be kind to the b
tires," Floyd warned, as ho complied tl
with the directions. "We have only fi
*nt Fl0yd Pause^ to w
KOt one extra not k
..... _. ???h?re. Tho shipment | qt
?ui me race nasn t arrived yet." in
"Why not?" \a
"OoodnesB knows. Mr. Green has telegraphed
to the tire company. 1 ap
suppose they will ho along to-day. or T1
to-morrow at the worst." ci
"I should hoj?e so. Ready?" dl
"Just about. Oh, they all say that 8t
your trial for speeding in Pelham w.
Parkway took place day before yester- pj
day."
"It did." eh
Floyd stopped in the act of ascending
to his seat.
"You didn't tell Jessica." he reproached.
"How do you know?" queried Stan- th
ton, astonished. gr
"I saw her late last night, on my of
way here. What did they do to you?" wl
"Fined me all the law allowed? su
which the Mercury Company paid? ro
and suggested the wisdom of not doing eh
it again. I didn't suppose Miss Floyd fr<
would be Interested in police court de- cu
tails. Get in." ta
The morning's work had begun. T1
It was always a course race, the Fa
Cup event, and In many places the ce
way lay over hastily prepared country Ini
roatjs. Here and therq mcji were still tei
at work, banking turns or smoothing In
\
lie ground. On the second time
round, the Mercury struck au edged
tone and lost a tire with a sharp roort.
Stanton drew up by the roadide.
and Floyd run back to pitch the
lischlef-makiug rock into the fields.
"George and Palmer are out." he oberved.
returning. "They might come
a grief on it. too. Hesides, we ourelvos
might hit it again. 1 like a
rack race."
"So do I. How many tires left?"
"Three."
They worked rapidly, both for pracice
and front force of habit. The
luplex roared past at a leisurely gait,
rhile they were busy, its driver wav;ig
a hand in sympathetic greeting,
'loyd paused to wave a response, and
resently the Mercury si>ed after its
Ival.
Hefore ten o'clock they had lost anther
tire.
"Those tires in yet?" demanded
tanton. when ho Mtrnlti .lrnw ???>
:>ro the repnlr pit.
The harassed assistant manager
hook his head, exhibiting a sheaf of
ellow telegrams.
"Not vet. The Ruby Company teleraphs
that they shipped the order
ist week by express; the express
ompany telegraphs that they sent the
urload on from Chicago two days ago
nd it must be here."
"The freight ear must have been
?ft in the New York yards. Instead of
eing sent out here," deduced Stanton
xasperatedly.
"New York says it isn't there."
"Perhaps they shipped the order to
he Mercury factory by mistake,"
'loyd suggested.
Mr. Green looked at him in scorn.
"Of course I 'phoned there first of
11. The chief says they are not there,
ither, and to telegraph all along the
ne until we trace the car."
"Have you done it?" Stanton inul
red.
"I'm doing it now. I've got as fnr
est as Utica and each freight yard
enies having them."
"We'll go to lunch. Floyd. The anwers
will come in meanwhile."
There was a hotel near by, which
fr Green made his headquarters, and
here Stanton arid Floyd chose to
lay. A good many of the other drlvrs
and olficials also remained for that
lght.
"I'd run into little old New York."
he drivtr of the Atalanta car exlained
to Stanton, "only I'm afraid ft
In't healthy to go through Brooklyn
a often."
To the hotel the answers continued
> come all that afternoon, until Mr.
reen and the office were snowed over
y strips of yellow paper. The larger
>e city and the more crowded its
eight yard, the longer the time ro
r
i?T*
ave a Response.
lired to make -the search for the
isslng car and report the result to
jug Island.
After four o'clock, the roads were
;ain open for practice until sunset,
tie Mercury went out for a couple of
rcuits, and lost another tire by skldng
on a turn. After that the car 1
ood before Its camp,?"Afraid of I <
oaring out her last pair ol shoes," i
oyd informed solicitous questioners. I i
"Can't you buy them somewhere <
se?" chafed the irritated Stanton. 1
(TO BE CONTINt'ED.) j '
Mrs. Fairchild's Distinction. <
Mrs. George W. Falrchild Is among t
e best gowned women In the con- I
esslonal set in Washington One I
her dinner gowns Is a model on <
hlch the ceremonial robes of the
mmer will bo built. It Is a trained ?
be of heavy cream satin, with pan- , t
3 of blue chiffon extending back, t
jnt and on the sides from the low- , |
t bodice and ending at the hem In i <
Rsels of crystal and cut steel beads, t
ie diamond necklace which Mrs. |
ilrchlld wears with many of her
remonlal gowns follows the prevail- y
< style In resembling a delicate pat- >
rn. oL jttce. It Is about three Inches ,
widOi And fits {is snutf 1 v as a alova. t
VANDERBIL
Conspicuous among the Americai
England, a distance of about 20 miles. <
Mary (arrow) was seated. It was uot?
passed by the queen and failed to rais
Vanderbilts.
caOTof oi
#Ever
Felt Since Pharaoh's Daugh-' j
ter's Famed Trip.
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Romantic Events Have Occurred c
When Beauty Bathed as Everyone 1
Does Now?Resume of Sea- i s
shore Fun of Many Places. 0
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New York.?It was some years ago N
that "Pharaoh's daughter went down <l
to the water," or, to speak by The '
Hook, "came down to wash herself "
at the river; and her maidens walked ,
along by the river's side." It is also
related that she found the infant, '
Moses. Hut that is another story. 1
y
The fact that she went down to old ^
Nile to bathe is what at this moment ^
draws one to her. especially one who j
has traversed old Cniro, ferried <\yer
to the Island of Roda, walked through ?
the quaint garden which belongs to
the heirs of Hassan Pasha, and at !
length climbed down to the very place |
where this great princess found Is- ^
real's lawgiver-to-be in the marshes.
As a matter of fact, many romantic ^
things have occurred when beauty
was bathing or preparing to bathe.
Actaeon thus came upon Diana in tho '
cave of her valley inclosed with cy- r|
presses and pines. Lot us hope ho
strayed there by accident, lest the list 1
of known Peeping Toms bo longer ,
than it is. ,
t<
At any rate, we bathe.
Hetter yet, the surf grows more en- n
Joyable every day till tho end of sum- p
mer. To bo sur > it is always wet and 1 K(
spacious, but it is not always warm, j
Tho later In the summer tho warmer 1 .
the water. "
The fact that bathing is delightful
Is proven by tho avidity with which ^
both the well and the ailing take to '
the surf. Even in dainty economical
Japan tho people hie themselves to
the numerous bathing places, tho hot
springs being especially in favor.
Australia Is bathing mad Children '*
there learn to swim as surely as they
? vv
(*!
I ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ 11
rcis^icni oan or uia ocean. *"*
earn to spell?If not surer. All down
)ur Pacific const bathing Is one of the
sreatest delights. And all over Ku ope
sea bathing Is Indulged In when- m
iver possible. Along the Mediter- I pi
anean winter and spring travelers are of
ikely to go In. but. If Americans, they re
ire disappointed, missing the great th
crowds and the beach idling of our ti<
;reat New Jersey resorts. At home as
publicity is the keynote of our surf sa
lathing, at most foreign resorts It Is th
julte the reverse. ro
Some of the gay French and Rel- la
tian resorts rather manage to com- 1 m
line the two sorts. They retain their in
inthmg machines but a crowd lingers cu
n close proximity, and bathers, upon
tmerging from their machines, are not co
iverse to being accosted by friends pr
n ordinnry attire co
A bathing machine, as everybody re
mows, Is a little bathhouse on wheels, en
V horse usually serves to pull it high pr
ind dry away from the waves when Iti
he bather haa emerged from her dip i th
T DID NOT SALUTE THI
"
iis entered In the coaching marathon frc
was A. O. Vanderbilt (drtvihg), who pa
>d that Mr. Vanderbilt, with whom la 1
io his hat. Mr. and Mrs. Paul Sturgis
LD OCE AN;
nd climbed the few steps up to the
oor.
The English shudder at the idea of
ur mixed bathing and surely we are ,r
irivileged to smile at some of their
ustoras. On a certain warm day In
irlghton, not so many years ago, one r'
aw just how this modesty worked 'n
iut. The few who had taken ma- '1:
bines were uninteresting, seml-tn- 111
alld old Indies and children. Then "
long came a buxom creature who 1,1
laving arranged for a bath climbed hi
board and was presently no doubt
Unrobing. Every Johnule who had 8,5
een her enter lingered and yet oth- i 111
rs. scenting freo entertainment,
olned the waiting list. The machine ' 01
,as now down with the front wheels , "
ti the water and as it was about time a(
ar the "vision" to appear these lovers
f beauty drew closer and closer, not w
few perching on the wheels as if 1
a get a better view. m
The door opened
The "vision" modestly held the front
f her Bo-called bathing suit In her ai
nnd as she stepped gingerly down eJ
ntll she could grasp the rope, for the
each Is so steep that a bather Is in D
p to the waist a few feet from the
and. Then the suit had it all its
wn way, and it ballooned and caeened
to the limit and then some. It
ras of a nice, warm red and cut like
very broad necked old-fashioned
hpml?? tl-11 K K ~ 1 ? *
me luwtr pan cflURbt | w|
jgether for a few Inches. This was Wl
great advantage, as otherwise it j jt
>ight simply have blown over the
ather's head and far away, giving P
Dine poor shark a terrible colic.
?
IAD COYOTE BITES HERDER f
I
lounts Horse at Once and Makes a
Night Ride to City for Medical
Treatment.
Molse, la.?Nicholas Doyle, a sheep g
erder in the employ of Sam Uoss, Is
1 this city to get treatment for rales.
The other morning about 2 o'clock, 1
bile asleep in his tent, he was awak- I
m d by a llerce pain in his forehead jf
nd the weight of a body on his bunk H
le struclc out with his hands and |
DOCked a coyote ncross the tetu.. I
Following it to the door through I
hlch it had disappeared he was in 5
ine to see a full grown coyote, the *
iatn flying from its bloody chops. $
ave the body of a wounded slieepog
and run for the hills. The coy- &
le had entered the tent of Doyle and G
Itten him while he was asleep The
eth of the animal had entered above R
id below the eye. I
Without awaiting for daylight, Doyle IE
night a horse and started from his
imp on Jenkins Creek for this city,
bile waiting for the remedy, Doyle S(>
jelares that he is not greatly agitnt- J.
I, although he is fearful of losing his of
wa
LAN A GIGANTIC SUN DIAL
r?- AC
..... wvmmmiuco wouio i nus Transform
the Place Vendome?Not St.
a New Idea.
Paris.?The old Paris committee, a
unicipal body charged with tho ]
eservatlon of the ancient landmarks th?
1 tho city, Is now considering the go
unarkable proposal of a member that wli
10 place Vendome be made a gigan- chi
c sun dial, with Napoleon's column mi
i the pointer. All that is required, drt
iys Jules Vacquier. the promoter of ter
e Idea, is to mark the roadway sur- dej
undlng the column with a circle of ncl
rge figures inlaid in the wood pave- pit
enf, which will thus give Paris an "H
unenso natural clock of absolute ac- big
iracy lln
This curious suggestion is much <!r
immented upon, and it is thought hu'
obable that the Paris municipal j fol
uneil will soon carry It out It is I
called, however, that the Idea is not sui
itirely original, as the same use was hot
oposed for the Place Vendome and Ma
i bronze column in the early part of . till
e last century.'^" ' | eu<
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MMS
: QUEEN
.
tm Hyde Park to South Richmond.
8Bed tho royal box. where Queen
lis wife, was the only man who
are on the seat In back of the
IGHT OF DEATH SILENCES
ormer Policeman Loses Entire Control
of Voice When Auto Kills
a Woman.
Savannah.?As a result of wltnessig
the fatal accident to Miss Mary
oore, who was run over and killed
f an automobile. Captain S. N. llars,
a former police officer, 1b sufferg
from hysterical laryngitis, which
is temporarily deprived him of the
to of his voice. Physicians state
int the malady Is not serious and
mt his voice probably will return to
m as quickly as it left him
As a police officer. Captain Harris
lw men killed and maimed under
any circumstances, but he was unlie
to stand tho sight of a young girl
-ushcd under a heavy touring car.
e was the first on the scene after the
:cldcnt and he played an Important
irt in rescuing the body of the young
oman from tho wheels of the maline.
His voice became hoarse lmediately
and a few hours later he
as unuble to talk at nil
Captain Harris says he never saw
lything quite so horrible In all his
:perlence.
EATH OF DUNCAN CHILDREN
uto That Carried Noted Artists' Babies
to Death in the Seine at
Nevllly, France.
Paris, Prance.?The automobile In
hich the children of Mmo. Duncan
ere riding with their governess when
ran down an embankment into the
Auto In Which Youths Died.
ine river drowning? Its occupants,
axed by the accident, the chauffeur
the 111 fated autompbile was found
mderlng on the bank of the river.
rrORS' CHURCH NOT KNOWN <
Paul's Covent Garden, Rich In Historic
Interest?Notables
Buried There.
f nntlnn Pnuon? 1 ? "
uaiucu ib one or
i sights of London, but few visitors
to Bee St. Paul's, Covent Garden.
iirh has been called tho "Actors'
urch." yet probably next to Westnster
abbey and St. Paul's catheil
here is the church of greatest in est
to the historian, for its famous
ad number among them not only
tors and dramatists, but famous peo
in every walk of life: Butler of
udibras" fame; Claude Duval, the
ihwayman; l-ely, the painter; Mack,
the actor; Arne,. the musician;
Inling Gibbons, the sculptor, are
t representative of the celebrated
k buried In St. Paul's,
iere, too, lies Betty Carelesn?how
>able a name!?who. according to
r obituary notice In the Gentleman's
igazine, helped the gay youths of