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VA ;S> : - / 'fllL. (If. j\S3 nm<3\ ,/v A , &- /' / / " V v;.i W - [ x^v, . .'^ ?ii ansv/ers cv quircmcnt?vim. wholesomencss. // Will CdiZS Nickna:i: cnet.ur:i;v TILL COCA-COLA Atfhcnevrr ^Sby., you sc<r fi ri Arrow thi'ik M| __ of Coca-Coia. ^^*5$^H$388E 1 ,, i ma.o/UGNEY Mom HMJOLD /"A MACGBSM*| Piciurc*3 P ! CD. /[#^ : r> i r <?\'".'' u.* .s^-\ 1 tj , V*,/-#/J I rp- ; CHAPTER VIM. Marguerites and Emeralds. By eleven o'tlo.i: Court land: had finished the reading cf his mail, and was now ready to hunt for tho little lady t. the Tavrr.i" llnyr.!?. It was nece:. 'i v to .".nd her. Tiifi whereabow x < . Flora I/?-? < mone was of vital importai.ee. If she had not yet arrived, the pr.sence of her friend presaged her ultimate arrival. He ros-> and j roc? cued cn his quest Heforc tli" i luaogrupher's shop lie saw a uuchei wratht'ally challenging a cat 011 the balcony of the adjoining building. The cat knew, and so did the puppy, that it was all buncombe oil tilt puppy's part: the usual European war scare, in which one of the belligerent parties refused to come down because it wouldn't have been worth while, there being the usual powers ready to intern ne. Courtlandt did not bother about the cat; the puppy claimed his attention. He was very fond of dogs. So he reached 'down suddenly and put an end to the .sharp challenge. The dachel struggled valiantly, for this breed of dog does JL1UI liiaivu uiciiuo vu>3ii/. ' "1 say, you little Dutchman, what's Ithe row? I'm not going to hurt you. I Funny little codger! To whom do you '.belong?" He turned the collar around, read the inscription, and gently put the puppy on the ground. Nora llarrigan! His immediate impulse was to walk on. but somehow this impulse refused to act on his sense of locomotion. He 1 waited, dully wondering what was going to happen when she came out. He j had left her room that night in Paris, i vowing that he would never intrude I n ! 6 \fyaijhodiji IXD J J J \ \ Jvul/vff/ C \ Q.f I \?0L j1 / -,..0 . I ? /' a I '(MmMMt j \y k^xjw j1 cry beverage re- s vigor, refreshment, a fy you. S ^M$mi i' jruhstituliou. fc [-r;.v. ;y . JVfV. ' w . X .-VV7?V} ! . {.' ?$ U , .?,Ty Yv ,. , . . i f ' -* i ? r ?1 >n her again. With the recollection Df that bullet whizzing past his ear, tie had been convinced that the play ~ was done. True, she had testified that It had been accidental, but never ; ' would ha forget the ? |m - I v Jfr II \ ^-4 i! "fij v . '<!y "L*. tJl 1 [ ' I'l ' \ I j o: }><\h IJ *%\ in. rS/ .1 VM vl _ j a, " P ? isS?-^ v. "VK/ ,;i ^ > J' "We'd Look Fie* Drinking Tea. Wouldn't W?, Old Scout?" still, as the needle is drawn by tho magn< t. here he was, in Uellaggio. Ho ! T cursed his weakness. j ir Ah vnirncV I To ut^mifrl fi<;irT#i ' < 1 quickly. bi "1'ritz, Fritz; where an; you?" t,< And a moment later she came out, a: Followed by her mother . . and the *,] Utile lady of the Taverne Royale. Did j j) Nora see him? It was impossible to ! a tc 11. She simply stooped and gathered j; up the puppy, who struggled determinedly to lick her face. Courtlandt Vl lifted his hat. It .was in nowise of- g fered as an act ol' recognition; it was mi rely the mechanical courtesy that jt u man generally pays to any woman in whose path lie chances tp be for the 0 breath cf a second. The three women , in immaculate white, hatless, but with sunshades, passed on down the street. "Nora, who was that?" asked Mrs. j Harrigan. ^ "Who was who?" countered Nora, snuggling the wriggling dachel undi r her arm and throwing the sunshade across her shoulder. j, "That fine-looking young man who a stood by the door as we passed out. Ho raised his hat." 0 "Oh, bother! I was looking at ^ Fritz." t] Celeste searched her face keenly, j, but Nora looked on ahead serenely; ot a quiver of an eyelid, not th lightest change in color or expressioi "She did not see him!" thought th ausician, curiously stirred. She kne ier friend tolerably well. It woul lave been impossible for her to hav een that man and not to have give vidrnce of the fact. In short, Nora had spoken truthfull; !he had seen a man dressed in whit lannels and canvas shoes, but he yes had not traveled so far as h; ace. Mrs. Harrigan took the omnibus u o the villa, it was generally tc nuch of a climb for hrr. Nora an 'eleste preferred to walk. "What am I going to do. Celeste lo is litre, and ovir at Cadenabbi ist night I had a terrible scene wit iin. In heaven's name, why can hey let me be?" "Ilcrr Rosen?" "Yes." "Why not speak to your father?" "And have a fisticuff which woul .ppear in every newspaper in th >crld? -No, thank you. There i nough scandalous sti:/f being prinle s it is, and I am helpless to prove: As the climb starts off stiffly, ther asu't much inclination in either t alk. Cc-lcste had come to one di ision. and that was that Xcra shcnl nd out Courtlandt's presence here i 'ellaggio hcrstdf. When they arrive t the villa gates, Celeste offered uggestion. "You could easily stop all this runic nd annoyance." "And, pray, how?" "Marry." "I prefer the rumor and annoyanc lute men. Mostof them are beasts. "You aro prejudiced." If Celeste expected Nora to repl hat she had reason, she wa3 disai ointed. Nora quickened her paci hat was all. At luncheon Ilorrigan innocentl hrew a bomb into camp by inquiring Say, Nora, who's this chump Her losen? He was up here last nig!: nd again this morning. I was goin 0 offer him the cot on the balcon] ut I thought I'd consult you first." "Herr Rosen!" exclaimed Mrs. Ha: Igan, a flutter in her throat. "\Vh: hat's . . "A charming young man who wishc ;ic tc sign a contract to sing to hh 1 perpetuity." interrupted Xory.pres: Bg Iut mother's foot warning y. "Well, why don't ycu inarrd h:ro? mgkO-CA Jlarrig^n. ,-7S hlngs 'h.u frankfur?lr^at!(^f>auej xauL" "Not that T can taink of jutt^how,' turned Nora. ^ * . Harrigan declared that he would no b over to Caxley-Webster's to tea. "Rut I've promised for you!" ex Bstulctcd hid wife. "And he adrairei \ii cn ' "Roth! You vcrren can pad abou 3 much as you please, but I'm i; rong when it t to eating spring' ?ke and knucki ug my knees uudi dinky willow table." The women d< parted at three, fo lore was to be tennis until fiv< clock. When Harrigan was reason lily sure that they were half the ells mcc to the colonel's villa, he put 01 is hat, whistled to the dachel, tiro igother they took the path to tin iliagc. "We'd l:i !t ftm drinking ten ouidii't we, oM scout?" roach:;: awn ar.d tv.raking the dog's vole irs. "They don't understand, and it o use trying to m; ke 'em. N'ora g'-t s near as possible. Herr Rotor, ow, whore have 1 seen his phiz be ire? I wi ll I hr-d a real man P ilk to. Abbott re.'ks half the ;iuk iid the llarone c; n't pet a joko u: ss it's driven in v.itli a nu ll. t. t-'i our way. old scout, cr 11! step ci ou. Let's see if we can hoof it fiov.: ) the village at a tret without takin, to ccuut." He had but two errands to execute lie fi:: i v.as accomplished expedite!, i the little tobacconist's shop uiuh le arcade, where tlie purchase of c;:< of Minghefti cigars promised lat< jlacp. The second errand took tin. nd d? 'ib' ra:ion. Ho studied the h.n lieivrs of Tauchnitz. Having red co. uscles in superabundance, he natui llv preferred them in his literature i the same quantity. "Ever road this?" asked a pleasan oice from b> hind, indicating "iiodnt tone" with the ferrule of a cane. Harrigan locked up. "No. What' . about?" "Host story of the London prize rir. i'?f v?*i: 11 ii Yuti'ra Mr. Uarrigui ren't yt u?" "Yes," diffidently. "My name is Edward Courtlandt. ! <iii] not mistaken, you were a grea riend of my father's." "Are you Dick Court landt's boy?" "I am." "Well, say!" Harrigan held out hi and and was gratified to encounte man's grasp. "So you're Edwar ourtlandt? Now, what do you thin f that! Why, your father was tli est sportsman I ever met. Square a jey make 'ein. Not a kink anywher 1 his make-up. He used to come t a. I Complete e ,a There may have heeu many wji lilted ly association with this h (Ic|>iiri meats which vou, pcrlia o 1 ' r that could serve yon to your h Li' y??ii arc uiiawai just 1 he, come in and tell us vour n ip , , io met l?y a legitimate hatiuin;; i <2 .serve you to your cut ire sati. , complete, ami our methods arc a ' Merchants & F CHERAU \V. F. STEVENSON (1 | President T Ci. MATHE30M D. S. 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Many's the time I've had p o a round or two with him in my old 1 B gymnasium. Well, weil! It's gnni ;vj t; Facilities ivs in which you have bene;mk, but there are .still many |?s, have never thought of. est advantage. A'ln.t department these might Ced.s. If these needs can be rait.- .let ion, v.c are ready to sfaeii.:u. ?bir facilities are , L-..i I -i r'. i. v < n.l .1.1 tut > r* .* "i' termers Bank J, S C. H. M. DTJVALL Vlce-Pre6 rHESON .J. H. WANNAMAKER 3res Sas't. Cashier ' J:r ' ? 1 ..... _ . . ...J f v ' -J ( r (>' I <" i 4 I # * u ; > i j V V ,i. \J . a. _4_u I V 1 c ' tour?.cw ,' ,:-,r ; , r-v'?; 4 J~. a A i-v^ ; .- - >> ; j ... .J t , %?/ - j *.w Izvr i 914 :;ner cabinet | keiess cook- | n:veiofcon- j emcienc/. : cr write direct g I! V, [j ;.j v - nz iA .l 9 i B a man again. I've seen your name: r. the nanors hut I never knew youl U *.*** ,-as Dick's boy. You've got an old rizzly's head in your dining room t home. Some day I'll tell you how L got there, when you're not In a urry. I went out to Montana for' a crap, and your dad went along. After he mill was over, we went hunting.