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pDE P ^ d : v^Gilbejr j| j| d <= ? -?" 77ff S?AT0l I *tTHE$rk COPYRIGHT 13V SI iCHA PT E R XIX?Continued.) ?13? ShOiln smiled painfully. "Yes. mad and hopeless, for be sure of this: We earned kill in one day the growth of year ft. 1 could not cure myself of loving bint by marrying you. There had to be some other cure for that. I never knew and never loved my father. hut he was my father, and if Mr. Calhoun killed hitu I could not marry him. But at last 1 came to know that your love and a fleet ion could not make me forget him?no. never. I realize that now. He and I <wn never come together, but I owe him so much?1 owe him my life, for he saved It; he mu!>t ever have u place in my heart, he to me more than anyone else can be. 1 want you to do something l'or him." "What do you wish?" "I want you to have removed from him the seutenee of the British government. 1 want him to he free to <-orae and go anywhere In the world? to return to England if lie wishes it. to be a free man and not a victim of outlawry. 1 want that, and you ought lo give it to him." Lord Mallow was angry and disconcerted. but he did not show it. "I can do no more than I have done. 1 have not confined him to his plantation as the government commanded; I cannot go beyond that." "You can put his case from the standpoint of a patriot." For a moment the governor hesitated. then he said: "Because you . ask me?" "I want it done for hi< sake, not for mine." she returned wiin uectsion. 'You owe it to yourself t? see tliut it is done. Orutltiule is no? dead in yon. is itr Lord Mallow flushed. "You press j?1k ruse too hard. You forget what he is?a mutineer and a murderer, and no one should remember that as /ou should." ' fie has atoned for both and you know it well. Itesldes, he was not a murderer. Even the eunrts did not say he was. They only said he was fuilty of manslaughter. Oh. your honor, be as gallant as your name and plane warrant." He htoked at her for a moment with trance feelings in hi* heart. Then he said: 4T will give you an answer in twenty-four hours. Will that do, sweet persuader?" "It might do," she murmured, and, strange to say. she had a sure feeling that he would say ves, in spite of her knowledge that in his heart of hearts he hated Calhoun. As she left the room. Lord Mallow , stood for a moment looking after her. "She loves the rogue in spite of all I" he said bitterly. "Hut she must eome with ine: They are apart as the poles. Yet I shall do as she wishes If 1 am to win her.'' CHAPTER XX. The Coming of Noreen. The next day came a new element Ut the situation: A ship arrived from Btntrlanil I In it IV:K row w ild tool eor.e to Jamaica to act a> governess to two children of the officer commanding the regular troops in the i&.'Mitl. She had been ill for a week before Hearing Kingston, and when the Regent reached the harbor she was iJi a had way. The ship's doctor was despondent over her: but lie was a scowl-rote man. and felt that perhaps uu island doctor might give her some hope. When she was carried s.Vnv she was at or.ee removed to the home of J lie general commanding t Spanish Town, and there a local dot-tor saw her. She was thin and worn and her eyes only told of the struggle going on between life aud death. "What is her name";" asked the resident doctor. '"Noreeti Bnlfe," was the reply ui the ship's doctor. "A good old Irish name, though you can see she comes of the lower ranks of life. 1 leuve tier in your hands. I'm a ship's medico, nntl she's now ashore." A-? they left the room together thev Oky.ll. I ? All iui < ourtiu au'i vnr iur uauAiurt^ of (f?e house. "I've come to see the wick woman from the ship if I uiu.v," Sheila said. "I've just .hoard about her and I'd like to he of use." The resident d?x.tor looked at her with admiration. She was the most conspicuous figure In the island, and her beauty was a fine support to her wealth and reputation. It was like her to be kind In this frank way. Tou can be of groat use if you will." he said. "The fever is not Infectious. I'm glad to say. So you need have no fear of being with her?ou reoimi of others." "I have no t'eur," responded Sheila with a friendly smile, "and I will no f?i fier now--no. if you don't mind. I'd prefer to po alone," she added sh?< ??w the doctor was romii :: with lu r The eyes o;' the sick woman opened HE WASTED NO Certainly Neither Si Herrick Nor Jim Baldwin Could Truthfully Be Called Garrulous. ' Well," said Ovid Langley, ' maybe there is another town where there are two men as little given to talking as Si Ilerrlck and Jim lialdwln, but I doubt It." Mrs. Langley looked up from her FENSEt i T PARKER Mr or why"\ =-? IR GILBERT PARKER | mid lookrd ?t Slieila. Thorp shot Into tbelli ;i inoK 01 norror ami renei m one. If sueh a tiling might l?e. A sudden energy inspired lier and she drew herself up in bed, her face gone ghastly. "You are Sheila Boyne. aren't you?" she asked in a low. half-guttural note. "I tun Sheila Llyn." was the astonished reply. "It's the sauie thing," came the response. "You are the daughter of Krris Boyne." Sheila turned pale. Who was this woman that knew her and her history? "What Is your name?'' she asked? "your real name?what is it?" ".My name is Noreon Knife; It was Xoreen Boyne." For a moment Sheila could not get her hearings. The heavy scent of the flowers coming in at the window almost suffocated her. She seemed to lose n grip of herself. Presently she niuile nu effort at composure. "Noreen Boyne! Ypu were. then, the second wife of Krris Boyne?" "I was his second wife. His first wife was your mother?yon are like your mother!" Xoreen said In agitation. The meaning was clear. Sheila laid a sharp hand on herself. "Pon't get excited," she. urged with kindly feeling. "lie is dead and gone." "lies, he is dead and gone." For a moment Xoreen seemed to light for mastery of her stark emotion, and Sheila said, "Lie still. It is all over. He cannot hurt us now." The other shook her head in protest. "I eame here to forget and I find you ?his daughter." "You find more than his daughter; you find his first wife and you find the one thai killed him." "The one that killed him!" said the woman greatly troubled. "How did you know that?" "All the world knows it. He was in prison four years and since then lie has been a mutineer, a treasurehunter. a planter and a savior of these islands The sick woman fell back in exhaustion. At tliat moment the servant enli-ml with a pitcher of lime juice. Sheila hebl a glass of the liquid t<> the stark lip-. "Drink." .-lie said in a Jow. kind voice, and she poured slowly into the patient's mouth the cooling draught. A moment later Noreon raised herself up again. "All are here that matter." she said. | "And 1 came to forget!" | "What do you repiemhei ?" asked ! Sheila. 'I remember all?how he died!" Suddenly Sheila had a. desire to shriek aloud. This woman?did this woman then' see Krris Hoync die? Was she present when the deed was done? "How did lie die?" -lie asked in a w hisper. "One stroke did it?only one. and he fell like a log." She made a motion as of striking, and shuddered, covered her eyes with trembling hands. "You tell me you saw Dyck Calhoun *| Killed Him! I Killed Him!" du this to an tiudeffihitfil man?you tell me this!" Sheila's anger was justilied iu her mind. That I>yck Calhoun should "I did not see Dyek Calhoun strike hiiu." gasped the woman. "I did not say thut. Dyek Calhoun did not kill Krris Hoyne!" "My (jotl?oh, iny Cod!" said Sheila with ashen lips, hut a great light breaking in her eyes. "Dyek Calhoun did not kill Krris BoyinC Then, who ? killed him':" I There was a moment's pause, then. > "I killed him." said the woman in agoiij. "I killed him." t A terrible repugnance seized Sheila. tout im wnpns 1 11T1L< 11 1 TT VAWU i knitting. "What they been doing now ?" "I dropped Into the hardware store this afternoon after u pound of nails, and while I was there SI cunie In. ': lie was carrying a teakettle that need' I ed solderiug. Jhu came up to wait , on him, and SI Just pointed to the spot thut needed fixing. "Without saying a word, Jim took ' the kettle and went off into the back After a mpment she said in notation: "You killed him?you struck him down! Yet you let an innocent man go to prison, and be kept there for years, and his father go to his grave with shame, with estates ruined and home lost?and you were the guilty one?you! all the time." "It was part of my madness. I was a cowan I and I thought then there were reasons why I should feel no pity for Dyck Calhoun. His father injured mine?oh, badly! But I was u coward, and I've paid the price," A kinder feeling now took hold of Sheila. After all, what the woman had done gave happiness Into her? Sheila's?hands. It relieved Dyck Calhoun of shame and disgrace. A Jailbird he was still, but an Innocent jailbird. He had not killed Errls Boyne. Besides, it wiped out forever the harrier between thein. All her blind devotion to the man, was now justified. His name and ftime were clear. Her repugnance of the woman was as nothing beside her splendid feeling of relief. It was as though ttie gutes of hell had been closed and the curtains of heaven drawn for the eyes to see. Six years of horrible shame wiped out. and a new world was before her <r.' ? | Tli's woman wlio had killed Errls J'.ovik* must now suffer. She must hear the ignominy which had been houpcd upon I)yck Cnlhouu's head. Yet all at once there caine to hqr mind a softening feeling. Errls Boyne had been' rightly killed by a woman he had wlonged. for he was a traitor as well as an adulterer?one who could use no woman well, who broke faith with all civilized tradition, and reverted to the savage. Surely the woman's crime was not a dark one; it was injured innocence smiting depravity, tyranny and lust. Suddenly, us she looked at the woman who had done this thing, she, whose hand had rid the world of a traitor and a beast, fell hack oa the pillow in a faint. With an exclamation Sheila lifted up the head. If the woman was dead, then there was no hbpe for Dyek ' Calhoun; any story that she?Sheila ?might tell would he of no use. Yet -die was no longer agitated in her body. Hands and fingers were steady, and she felt for the heart with firm fingers. Yes. the heart was still heating, and tlie pulse was slightly drumming. Thank (Jod, the woman was alive! She rang a hell and lifted up the head of the sick woman. A moment later the servant was In the room. Sheila gave her orders quickly, and snatched up a pencil from the table. Then, on a piece of paper, she wrote the words: "I. not Dyek Cajhoun, killed Errls Boyne." A few moment later. Xoreen's eyes opened, and Sheila spoke to her. "1 have written these words. Here they are?ec them. Sign them." She read the words, arid put a pencil in the trembling lingers, and. on the cover of u hook Xoreen's fingers traced her name slowly hut clearly. Then Sheila thrust the paper in her bosom, and an instant later a nurse, miii by the resident doctor, mreved. "Thev cannot hang me or banish me, Mr iny end has come," whispered Noreeii before Sheiln left. In the street of Spanish Town elmost the first person Sheila saw wa9 inck Calhoun. With pale, radiant look she went to him. He gazed at lier .strangely, for there was that in her face he could not understand. "Come with me," she said, and she moved toward King's house. He obeyed. For some moments they walked in silence, then all at once under a magnolia tree she stopped. "I want you to read what a woman wrote who lias just arrived In the island from England. Sire is 111 at the house of the general commanding." Taking from her breast the slip of paper, she handed it to him. He read it with eyes and senses that at tirst could hardly understand. "Hod in heaven?oh. merciful Cod!" he said in great emotion, yet with a strange physical quiet. I "Tins woman was bis wife." .Sheila | said. lie handed the paper hack. He con - - On i' ; q tiered ins agnation. ine years 01 sintering lulled away. "They'll put her ! in jail." lie said with a strange reI1 gret. lie had a great heart, i, "No. I lliiuk not," was the reply. I; Vet she was tiniehed by his coutpussloa and ihouglitfuliu-ss. "Why V" "1'eeause she is going to die?and there'is no time to lose. Come, we > will go to I.ord Mallow." "Mallow!" A look of hitter trij utnph eamo into Jtyek's fu<e? "Mallow I ?at last!" he said. CHAPTER XXI. With the Governor. Lord Mallow frowned on his secreij tarv. "Mr. Calhoun to see me! What's 11 his business?' ij "One <un guess, your honor, lie's | been lighting for the island." I i "Why should he see meV There is (he general commanding." ; The secretary did not reply : he knew his chief. And, alter a moment. Lord MaJlow said: "Show him in." When I>yck Calhoun entered, the governor gave him a wintry smile of welcome, hut did not offer to shake hands. "Will you sit down?" he said, with a slow gesture. Calhoun made a dissenting motion. "I prefer to stand, your honor." This was the first time the two men had met alone since Dyck had ariived in Jamaica, or since his trial. Calhoun was dressed in planter's costume and the governor was in an officer's uniform. They were In striking eon trast in face >ilid ligurc?11 s?* governor \ long, lanky, ascetie in appeuruin-c, j very intellectual save for the riot on > mouth. and very spick and spun?as though In- had just stepped out ul AlI room, and SI sut down ami began to 1 read the newspaper. After a time j Jlin came hack and handed the kettle ! to SI. It had 'twenty cents' marked I on the side. "Si pulled out a quarter and pave It ' to him, und Jim put his hand into his : pocket, took out a handful of change, ' picked out a nickel and handed it to, 1 SI; and SI went away, carrying the | kettle. And, by Jimlnv, neither of 'ein had said a word." "Well," said Mrs. Langley reflec-J , tively, "I guess If the truth was A cold smile played at Calhoun's lips. "My luck was as groat as my j "It Wasn't the Luck of Enniscorthy ' That Sent Erris Boyn* to His Loom." J courage, I know. I have the luck of I Enniscorthy!" At the last words the governor i winced, lor it was by fhut toucli Cui- ; houn had defeated him in the duel long ago. It galled him that this man ; whom he detested could say sucli things to him with truth. < "It was not the iuck of Enniscorthy ' that sent Erris Bo.vne to ids doom." 1 he said with anger in his mind, for 1 Dyck's calm boldness stirred the worst I in him. He thought he saw in him 1 on nviilfonov vvhlr>h r>r>nlrt onlv rnmp from his late experiences in the field. ' It was as though lie had come to tri- < umph over the governor. Mallow said ' what he had said with malice. He I looked to see ruge in the face of Dyck ' Calhoun and was nonplussed to find I that it had only a stern sort of pleas- < ure. The eyes of Calhoun met his with no trace of gloom, hut with a I valor worthy of a high cause?their ' clear blue facing his own with a con- i stant penetration. Their intense sin- I ceritv gave him a feeling which did I not belong to authority. It was not 1 the look of a criminal, whatever the man might be?mutineer and murder- 1 er. As for mutineer, all that Calhoun had fought for had been at last ad- I mitted by the British government. ' Calhoun spoke slowly. "Your lion- ' or, you have said what you have a right to say to a man who killed Krris : Boyne. But this man you accuse did not do it." , The governor smiled, for the a<- ' sumption was ridiculous. He shrugged a shoulder and a sardonic curl came 1 to bis lip. "Who did It. then?" "If you will come to the house of ' the general commanding you will see." The governor was in a great quandary. He gasped. "The general commanding?did he kill Krris Boyne then?" "Not he, yet the person that did it is in h's house. Listen, your honor. 1 have b'?rtie the name of killing Krris Boyne. u id I ought to have killed him. for he v. as a traitor. I hn'd proofs of It; hut 1 did not kill him and I did not betray him, for be had alive a wife and daughter, and something was due to them. He was a traitor and j was In Jeugue with the French. It does not matter that I tell you now. for IIIS (inugiurr known ilie num. 1 ought to have ti?!d It long ago, and If I had I should uot have been imprisoned." "Vou wen- a brave irmn. bur a fool ?always u fool." said the governor ( sharply. "Not so great a fool that I cau't re- , cover from it." was the calm reply. "Perhaps It was the best thing that ever happened to me, fur now I can look the world In the face. It's made a man of me. It was a woman killed him," was Calhoun's added comment. "Will your honor come with me and j see her?" The governor was thunderstruck. , "Where is she?" , "As I have told you?in the house | of the general commanding." I The governor rose abashed. "Well. , I <:Mn go there now. Come." , "Perhaps you would prefer I should i not g" wiili you in the street. The | . a or Id knows nie as a mutineer, thinks I , llmro'e n lr*t nf tfllk POO.S fill that ain't really necessary."?Youth's Companion. , "Bud's" Declaration. I "Bud" who had just started to ] school, thought It very smnrt to use hlg words. His sister was told to slap ] his hands when he was naughty, so , one day he came In, furious, and said: ( "There is absolutely no philosophy in < sister hitting me the way she does, < She must he made to stop It."?Chi- < cago llerald and Kxaminor. J mack's; while Calhoun wan tough and ? virile and with the air of a thorough ; outdoor man. Thrre was In his fare the firm fighting look of one who had | done things and could tackle big af- | fairs?and something more; there was i in it quiet exultation. ? "You have done the Island and England great service. Mr. Calhoun," sulci , the governor at Inst. I "It Is the least 1 could do for the ( land where I have made my home. . where I have reaped more than I have , sown." , "We know your merit, sir." j A sharp, satirical look came Into Calhoun's face and his voice rang out . with vigor. "And becnusc you knew ( my merit you advised the crown to j confine me to my estate, and yon would have had me shot if you could. ^ I am what I am because there was a juBter man than yourself In Jamaica, j Through him I got away and found . treasure, and I bought land and have helped to save this Island and your place. What do I owe you, your hon, or? Nothing that I can see?nothing at all." "You are a mutineer, and but that . you shbwed your courage would have been hung at the yard arm. as tnan.v nf vnnt- onmmiias in Eneland were." )f me as a murderer! Is It fair t?> ) rour honor?" Something In Calhoun's voice rnuseil he rage of Lord Mallow, but he con- 1 rolled It, and said calmly: "Don I ' alk nonsense, sir; we shall walk to- t ;ether, if you will." At the entrance to the house of the ( ;enerul commanding, the man to whom his visit meant so much stopped and 1 ook a piece of paper from his pocket. 'Your honor, here is the name of the dayer of Erris Boyne. I give it to rou now to see, so you may uot he j tstonlshed when you see her." The governor stared at the paper. 'Royne's wife, eh?" he said in a ^ strange mood. "Boyne's wife?what ( s she doing here?" t Calhoun told him briefly as he took he paper back, and added: "It wus ^ lccldent that brouglit us all together !iere, your honor, but the hand of God ^ is in it." t "Is she very 111?" , t "She will not live, I think." "To whom did she tell her story?" ( "To Miss Sheila Llyn." The governor was nettled. "Oh, to ( Miss Llyn! When did you see her?" ^ "Just before I came to you." ( "What did the woman look like? ( this Noreen Boyne?" f "I do not know; I have not seen f ner." "Then how came you by the paper ( vith iicr signature?" ( "Miss Llyn gave it to me." Anger filled Lord Mallow s mind. Sheila?why now the way would he }pen to Calhoun to win?to marry her! ? it angered him hut he held himself ; steadily. \ "Where is Miss Llyn?" , "She is here, I think. She came j iack when she left me at your door.' "Oh. she left you at my door did ^ <he? . . . But let me see the worn- ( in that's come so far to put the world ight." . , A few moments Inter they stood in ( the bedroom of Noreen Boyne, they ^ t*vi and Sheila Llyn, the nurse hav- V ing been sent out. , Lord Mallow looked down on the laggard, dying woman with no enio- ^ :ion. Only a sense of duty 'moved dm. I "What is it you wished to say to ne?" he asked the patleut. } "Who are you?" came the response n a frayed tone. s "I am the governor of the island? Lord Mallow." I "Then I want to tell you that I } tilled Erris Boyne?with this bund I ( idled him." She raited her skinny land up, and her eyes became glazed. , 'He had used tne vilely and I struck * tiim down. He was a bad mult." ( "You let an innocent man bear pun- ^ ishmeut, you struck at one who did ' rou no liann. and you spoiled his life for him. You can see that, can't J rou?" The woman's eyes sought the face jf Dyck Calhoun, and Calhoun said: 'No, you 'did uot spoil my life, Noreen Boyne. You Have made it. Not that I should have chosen the way of making it. but there it is. As God's in tieaven 1 forgive you." Noreen's face lost some of its gloom. 'That makes it easier," she said brokenly. "I cun't atone by any word or net, but I'm sorry, i ve kpjh you irom lieing happy, and you were born to l)e happy, Your fatlier had hurt mine, l.ud turned him out ot' our house for Jeht, and I tried to pay it all back. When they suspected you I held my peace. I was u coward; I could not <uy you were innocent without telling the truth, and that I could not do then. But now I'll tell it?I think I'd Ituve told it whether I was dying or not though. Yes. if I'd seen you here I'd have told it. I'm sure. I'm not ail iiad." "There's no good going on with tl.at." said the governor sharply. "We must take down her statement in writing, and then " "Look, she is sinking!" said Calhoun sharply. The woman's head had dropped forward. her chili was on her breast, itid her hand became clenched. "The doctor at once?bring in the nurse," said Calhoun. "She's dying.'- j An instant later the nurse entered ! ^ with Sheila and in a short lime the loctor ennie. . When later the doctor saw Lord Mai- . ow nloiip he said: "She cau't live more than two days." "That's good for her in a way," an- ] twered the governor, and in reply to he dot-tor's question why, he said: ? 'Because she'll he In prison." "What was her crime, your honor':" r "She killed a man." "What man?" t "Hiui for whom f?yck Calhoun was ] :..nf r<? nrisnn?Krris Bovne'." .... iw I ? ' I "Mr. C'alhoun was not guilty,then?" ^ "No. As soon as the woman is dead, | [ mean to announce the truth." x "Not till then, your honorV" s "Not till then." "It's hard on Calhoun." ? "Is it? It's years since he was tried ^ tnd condemned. Two days cannot natter now." "Perhaps not. Last night" the worntu said to me: 'I'm glad I'm going :u die.' " Then he added : "Calhoun ivlll he more popular than ever now." The governor winced. , i CHAPTER XXII. ? s Then What Happened. t An hour after Noreon Ko.vne had r jeen laid in her grave, there was a ,| special issue of the principal paper f oiling all the true facts of the death j ?f Krrls Buyne. It vexed Lord Mallow ; .. ml he steeled himself in urbanity, and | it' [dayed Ids part well. He wus clever '| nough to see it would pay him to lie t inwardly gracious to Calhoun. So it f ails he luade a speech hi the capital i ci the reuirii of the general command- n ,ng and the troops from subduing the i i Ulack and White Waist. ( In spite of the wide variety of oth- i er color combinations the effective 1 contrast of black and white main- t tains Its place in the forefront of the a blouses, both of the tuck-ln and t straight-hanging variety. One tuck- t in number of white crepe de chine t emphasises this magpie effect by hernititchlng In black, and narrow bands rt black erepe de chine on the collar, extending down the front and bor- o lerlng the cuffs on the long sleeves, n in a georgette model the blouse prop- e > . i I ilarnons. In which he ssilrt: ">0 one n all the kliif;'* dominions had showed :rcaicr patriotism and military skill han their friend Mr. Calhoun, who iad heen harshly treated by a misaken government." A few hours later, in the sweet garlen of the house where Sheila and ler mother lodged, Calhoun cair,v up>n the girl whose gentJe dignity and teauty seemed to glow. At first all she said to him was, 'Welcome, old friend." and at last she mid: "Now you can come to the Jnited States, Dyck, and make a new Ife there." Presently he said: "I ought to go vhere you wish me to go, for you nine to me here when I was rejected ?f men. Your faith kept me alive In uy darkest days?even when I thought had wronged you." "Then you will come to Virginia vith me?as my husband. Dyck?" She (lushed and laughed. "You see I have o propose to you, for you've never isked me to mnrry you. I'm throwing nyself at your head, sir, you observe!" He gave an honest smile of ndora Ion. "I came today to ask you to be ny wife?for that reasoD only. I ould not do It till die governor had lecJared ni.v innocence. The earth I* iweeter today than it has been since Ime begun." He held out his arms, and an Instant Inter the tiowers she carried were rushed to her breast, with her lips liven to his. A little later she drew front her pocket a letter. "You must read that," die said. "It Is from the great Alex* tnder Hamilton?yes, he will be great; te will [day a wondrous part In the life of my new country. Head It, Dyck." After he had read It, lie said; "He vns born a British subject here In these Islands, and he goes to help \merleans live according to British principles. With nU my sane fellow ountrymen I ant glad the Americans succeeded. Do you go to your Virginia ind I will come as soon as I have put ny affairs In order." "I will not go without you?no. I vlll not go," she persisted. "Then we shall be married at once." io declared. And so It was. and all the Island vns en fete, and when Sheila came o Dyck's plantation the very earth loomed to rejoice. And sweetly solitary the two lived heir Jives, till one day. three months liter, there came to the plantation he governor and his suite. When they had dismounted. Lord da How said: "I hring you the pay if the British government for sntnehing of what you have suffered, sir, ind what will give your lady [my, too, [ hope. I come with a baronetcy liven by the king. News of it came o me only this morning." Calhoun smiled. "Your fionoi*. I can ake no title. I cgn receive no honor. The Flowers Were Crushed to He? Breast, With Her Lips Given to His. have ended my life under the Britsh flay. I go to l*e under the Stars ind Stripes." The governor was astounded. "Your ody, sir; do you l'orget your lady?" Bur Sheila answered: "The life of he new world has honors which have uiught to do with litles, and I will 'emaiii as 1 tun." "I sai^ for Virginia by tlie first ship hat goes." said Calhoun. "It is good iere, hut I shall go to a place where hings are better and where I shall iave work to do. 1 must decline the mronetcy, your honor. I go to it land vhere the life is larger, where Britain hall remake herself." "It will take some time." said the [ovornor tartly. "They'll he long ipnrf." "But they will come together at last -for the world's Sake." [TIIE END.] Browning's Poetry. The truth i.> that inun.v readers uf erse resent any demand upon their ntellects; poetry to them being only i pleasing indulgence?an occasional iubetitute for a sherbet?not to be aken seriously. Certainly Browuing's loetry is not for such. No one tola.v who knows "Sordello" derides It. or. difficult as it is to the beginner, t contains many vein* of the pure :old i>r poetry and its pictures of the mvnoiiHte. tumultuous life of the late I'welfth and early Thirteenth centimes in Italy, with the tierce conHots of Guelf?and Ghibelllne hy which t was torn, ure nnequH'ed in vividioss and truth by any historian.? 'nilip Stafford AJoxou. ???????? sr Is white, the lower section finished vilh a wide band of black georgette, rhia band treatment Is repeated on he three-quarter sleeves. The bund* ire headed by white wool braid and he blouse, which is of the straighttanging variety, is girdled with a self telt. If It Stioka. If the cake sticks to the pan wrap damp cloth around it and let it reaaln a few minutes. It will slip out cslly IMPROVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL SiindaySchooI ? Lesson' (By REV. P. B. FITZWATLR, D. D.. Teacher of English Bible Id the Moody Bible Institute of Chicago.) (?, 1921, Western Newspaper Union.) LESSON FOR OCTOBER 16 PAUL WRITES TO THE CHRISTIANS AT CORINTH. LESSON TEXT?I Cor. 1:10. 11; 13:1-13. GOLDEN TEXT - And now abldsth faith, hope, charity, these three, but the greatest of these Is charity.?I Cor. 13. REFERENCE MATERIAL r- Join II: 34, 35; Rom. 12:9-10. PRIMARY TOPIC?How to Show Our Love. JUNIOR TOPIC?What Love Does. INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPIC ?A Letter to the Church at Corinth. YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC ?Some Problems of an Early Church. I. Party Spirit in the Corinthian i V/nurcn u :iu, aij. In this church rival factions were contending against each other. Some were for Paul, some for Apollos, some for Peter, and some for Christ. The ] cause of this condition was failure to sec that the membership composing His body cannot be divided. By one Spirit all were baptized into the one ; body (12:13). i II. Love the More Excellent Way ' (I Cor. 13:1-13). All of the Spirit's gifts are good. 1 but the most valuable of all is love. Not all can preach or Interpret | tongues, but all can have the gift of love. Love In this chapter Is the more excellent way of chapter 12:31. (1) The Pre-eminence of Love (vv. 1-3). It transcends (1) speaking with : tongues. For men to possess the loftij est eloquence and be lacking in love Is to be as booming brass ami clanking cymbal. To be able to speak , pleasingly and powerfully Is desirable, i but to love is better. (2) The gift of prophecy?the ability , to unfold mysteries. To be able to penetrate the mysteries of nature and I providence is good, but to love Is heti ter. (8) Faith of the most vigorous kind, i even such as to remove mountains. Is ! of less value than love. 1 (4) Philanthropy of the most generous sort, causing one to surrender all earthly goods for the sake of tho poor is praiseworthy, but unless nctu* ! uted by love Is valueless before God. (5) Heroic devotion which leads to martyrdom Is profitless unless backet! by love. i 2. The Attributes of Love (vv. 4-7). (1) It Is long-suffering and kind. It means not only to bear long, but to be kind all the while. It Is much easier I to bear long than it is to be kind all the while. (2) It Is free from envy. Those who love are entirely free from the spirit engendered because of the sui perior worth and success of others. (3) It Is free from boasting and vanity. Love strives to do good to ail and is not careful to seek their admiration and applause. (4) It Is decorous. Love Is always 1 polite and mannerly; knows how to beI have at all times. (5) It Is unselfish. It Is always seeking the good of others and Is for; getful of self. (0) It does not give way to passion. It does not allow Itself to be aroused to resentment. It Is not quick ternpered. i (7) It takes no delight in evil; does J not impute evil motives to others; is ; not suspicious. It Is forgiving. Love ; has no sympathy with that which is ! evil, but sympathises with that which 1 is true; has a common joy with it. (8) It beareth all things. It wraps itself in the grnclous mantle of love and shuts all evil out. (*J) Love is trustful; It looks Into the future with confidence. (10) Love is hopeful; It seizes the things of the future and brings them : Into the present, appropriating them for Its use. (11) Love is Ann. It is free from vacillation. It intelligently sets its I attention to things that are right and with unvarying strength holds fast. 8. The Permanence of Love (w. 813). (1) It outlasts prophecy. Prophecy in the Scriptures means both a foretelling of events and the teaching j of the Word of GOd. Prophecy as prediction shall be fulfilled; prophecy as teaching shall be brought to an end in | that day when teaching Is not needed 1 (Heb. 8:11; Jer. 31:34). (1\ It outlasts speaking with tongues. The race once spoke the same language, but as a judgment for sin and rebellion God brought confusion and caused the people to speak many tongues. The day Is coming when the redemption wrought by Jesus Christ shall have been accomplished In all Its fullness; all nations ; shall be brought back to one tongue. (3) It outlasts knowledge. The ; knowledge we now have Is only relai tive, but the day Is coming when this relative knowledge shall be done away by the coming In of a wider nnd nobler intelligence; the twilight shall be lost In maturity, for at Christ's coming we ! shall see Him face to face and shall be like Him. Love will always abide, for God Is lore. A Prayer. Father, hasten that happy time when between my duties on Sunday und my duties on Monday there shall he no more sea! Give me an expanded view of what It Is to be religious! Show me how far-stretching It Is, how many things are Included In It! Teach rue that the road to Emmaus is broad enough to hold many travelers ! The , further I Journey on that road let me learn the more how vast It Is! Make my afternoon more charitable than my morning! Let me see how those can stand on Thy road that dared not stand on mine! Let me see Into what unlikely quarters stretches Thy street of gold I Let me see the child In spirituality whom*I deemed unfit for my arena taken Into Thine arms, the man who would not take Thy name accepted for Thy nature! The midday shall be more glorious than the morning, If only It reveals how far-stretchi Ing Is Thy land.?Selected. a %