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The Man From Yonder By HAROLD TITUS Copyright 19t#.nM4, Harold Tltu*. WNU Service. CHAPTER VII? Continued ?12? He smiled at Dawn and then at Ben and for the life of him Elliott conld think of nothing adequate to say for an Instant. When he did speak, he Bald levelly : "In a lady's house the only thing to do is to reply In kind. Isn't that true?" The other bowed slightly, but his eyea did not meet Elliott's. "I'm glad you are so generous," he ?aid and probably only Ben cnught the mockery In the tone. "Am I too late for tea, Dawn?" Aunt Em, standing In the doorway, watched this with grimly set Hps. Dawn replied that Brandon wns only Just In time and Ben. picking up his cap and coat, prepared to go. "You were talking of dances," he said to Dawn. "There's one on the cards for Saturday night, I'm told. Would you mind going with a mere employee ?" Her face lighted. "Mind! I'd love It!" she Raid and the honest enthusl asm In her voice caused Nicholas Bran don to look at her sharply. "Saturday night, then. Good-day, Mr. Brandon," ? with that challenging amlle. He turned to the woman In the doorway. "Good-by. 1 guess I'll have to call you Aunt Em. That's the only name I know you by !" As Ben passed out beneath the hem locks and turned Into the street, amazed at Brandon's .manner, he brushed against a man who, he thought afterwards, must have been standing there. In the twilight he could not be certain but he believed that he had never seen that heavily bearded face before. He looked over his shoulder later to see the man, who had started on In the opposite direction, return and pasB slowly before Dawn McManus' home again. CHAPTER VIII Nicholas Brandon was a man of for ty-tlve. He was rich, he was powerful, he had achieved much of what he held to be desirable. But his experience had been empty of things that most men crave above all else. lie had not seen Dawn Mc Manus In three years until she came back to Tlncup that November, lie had known her always. He had watched her grow from Infant to child; from child to a wistful, shy girl, liv ing under the cloud of her father's tragic disappearance; but the transl tlon from girlhood to womanhood had been made during her longest absence from the town that had been her only home. And so when lie saw her, after her arrival, Instead of the young girl he remembered, toward whom he had always been gentle and kind while he sought to pilfer her heritage, lie en countered a lovely, compelling young woman. She charmed him, stirred In his heart long neglected and now twisted and distorted wants which, given liberty In his youth, might have been line and open and clean. He w.anted Dawn McManus as he never had wnnted anything before. Slowly a clear understanding of that desire struggled through to his con sciousness. In the beginning It was only an unidentified, disturbing urge but when the realization dually took shape he proceeded deliberately and methodically toward the formulation of a plan, as was his way In attaining any goal. He saw Dawn frequently, dropping In to visit briefly In passing, taking her In his cutter on a drive to a camp once, casually asking her to do this or that with him. But he could not Interest her despite his persistent efforts, and now nnother element was Injected Into the situation. When he encountered Hen Elliott that afternoon In friendly conversation with Itawn It required all his resourcefulness to retain a show of self-control. Inwardly he seethed with n hatred which now had the ele* ment of Jealousy for an embittering alloy. He hated Ben Elliott with nil his soul and mingled with his passion for Dawn McManus was n species of hate as well. He hated her for her rleanll news, for her sweetness, for her power to attract young men to her. A double motive Impelled him, there after, to plot and scheme and strive to possess the Hoot Owl. Without that timber and the tidy fortune It might some day represent Dawn would be without resources. And a girl without property, he believed, would bo easy prey. But complication* rose to stir his Ire find chagrin. And so this night It was very late? he riat In his ofllce, with I.ydla on tho other sldo of his flat-topped desk. I<ydla. Just that. S)te needed no other name for Identification In Tlncup. The women who, with her, occupied that ahort and bleak and Isolated row of house* across the track* Section Thirty-Seven, It wna called hy the town ? needed rione but a given name, lift had summoned her and *he had come according to Instruction*, furtive ly and alone, long after the rest of tho to'Wft slept 8he *At, a bit tight lipped, her but ton ??yea on Brandon's fie?, and lla tened to him talk, criaply and incl v i r\3r?. ' slvely. The man finished, calm and as sured In tils dictatorship and from his manner he might have been Issuing an order to a subordinate which had to do with a commonplace detail of his business affairs. But after he had stopped the woman leaned Just a bit further forward. "it's a rotten deal I" she sold In nj quick, nervous manner. "Why, she'a only a girl, Brandon ; and the boy, he's as clean as a bound's tooth. It's rot ten !" Brandou shrugged and looked away. "I don't care to be mixed up In this," she went on. "1 don't fancy playing any such game." Defiance was there, and It struck the man's temper. His dark eyes swung back to focus on her face and about his lips was the beginning of a mall clous smile. "You refuse?" "If I do. what?" He leaned quickly against the desk edge. "One word to the immigration peo ple and you go back to Canada. Do you think they forget . . . the Cana dians?" I/ydla blinked rapidly and bit her lips. "You wouldn't turn me up!" she said sharply. Brandon leaned back, laughing com fortably. "Wouldn't L. though! Wouldn't I? If you refuse . . . Try it, my friend, and then try Canada's memory. You've been safe from their law for three yearn. In twelve hours I could and would toss you to them and have the satisfaction of a duty done." For a moment they sat In silence. Then Lydla spoke with a bitter shake of her head. "I know when I'm licked," she said crisply. "It's rotten; a foul blow . . . but I'll have to go through with it It seems!" She rose, and her breath was somewhat quick. "But some day, Nick Brandon, you'll slip! For years, as I get It, you've had others carry your dirt for you. Re member, the time will come when this power you feel so sure about will crum ble 1 The time will come when you'll have no one to turn to, no one to threaten Into fighting your fights for you I 1 wonder . . . what'll you do then?" "That," he said easily, "Is distinctly my own affair." CHAPTER IX It was Saturday night and Tlncup was dancing. In the Odd Fellow* hall a violin, a cornet and a plnno made music for the scores who had paid their fee and danced In the glaring, barren room. And among them, a cyno sure for all eyes, went Ben Klllott and Dawn McManus. It -**9 the first time mnny of the townspeople had had a real good look i at Dawn since her return ; It was Ben lClllott's Initial encounter with a social function In Tlncup; It was their first appearance In public together. Curi osity prompted much of the neck cran ing because Dawn, the daughter of Denny McManus, always had been a conspicuous figure, but now her loveli ness was heightened by a flush and both men and wotren forgot that she was known chiefly as the daughter of a murderer. Ben, dressed In a decently fitting 'business suit Instead of the woods clothing In which they had always seen him, looked even more youthful than usual. The two were apparently having the time of their Uvea. Bon talked. How he talked 1 He talked of this, that, the otherthlng constantly. He felt ho must tallfnnd keep talking of Impersonal matters or he would find himself blurt ing words of love Into Dawn's ear. there In n public dance hall. Mo felt that unless he kept talking of trivial things ho would find himself shouting: "You are the most lovely thing that ever breathed and I love you. love yon, love you !" So he seized upon every subject that came Into his head eagerly, almost des perately. Now he was telling tier of the new bookkeeper he had hired the day be fore. "Queer fellow. In a way. Seems to he capable of a much better Job than kneplng books for the Moot Owl. I've guessed at booze, disastrous family ex perience and any number of things, but none seems to fit him. At first I was a little leary of letting htm Into the office .and had him In the mill a couple of days but, gee, you can't let a man who's certainly a high grade office hand do work like thatl MI brought him In and told him 1 needed a bookkeeper but had Just had one experience with a man that made me a llttlvj Jumpy. I had a boy out there who was a little light fingered. He didn't get away with anything, luck fly. "But 1 told Martin ? John Martin his name Is ? that I was going to put him on the books if he'd take tho Job with the understanding that I was going to suspect him of a lot of things for a long time. He gave me one of the fun niest looks I've ever seen ana said he wasn't afraid to be suspected. "So there he Is. We're In the new office, now. He and I each have a little "I Should Think You'd Be Ashamed of Youraelfl" room Just big enough for a bed and I like him a lot" The dance ended and they walked toward vacant chulrs and were so oc cupied with one another that they did not notice the hush that had fallen over the place, nor the woman who had entered uutll she had crossed the floor and stopped before them. Lydla Btood peering through the ranks of onlookers that clustered about the doorway until the floorwns cleared. Then, with a short. Imperative word, she shouldered her way through and Into the room. She stopped Just within the thresh old and shook the light snow from her fur coat and that gesture was enough to cause words to die In the throats of those who saw. Lydla, here 1 Lydla, from Thirty-Seven, Invading this place where decent people, where good inen and women nnd little children, were assembled 1 The woman did not hesitate. Head up, Intently, she crossed the floor straight toward Ben Elliott who, eyes fast on Dawn to miss no change In her mobile face, still talked with ani mation, unaware of the hush about them. He did not stop talking until the woman's shadow fell upon him. Then he looked up, saw her nnd rose. He rose because a woman was stand ing there, evidently waiting to speak to him. He did not know her; had never seen her before. He had no time to observe and Judge. He would have [ risen, anyhow, because he wns natural ly courteous tp women. He did more than rise. Ho even bowed Just a trifle when he saw that her eyes were so fast on him He did not notice that Dawn started, that one hand lifted quickly to her cheek. Lydln'n voice sounded sharp and hard and rasping In the silence. "I should think you'd he ashamed of yourself 1" she said. lien had strtrted to smile, but thin changed to a frown of perplexity. "Ashamed, ma'am?" he asked. "Why. I?" "Yes; ashamed I There's that poor girl In my house, sick nnd crying for dayHl Yon brought her here, didn't you? You're the one who got her to come to Tlncup. And now, when she needs you, you won't come near her I" Ben looked at Dawn, who was shrink ing hnck In her chair; nt other |>eople whose faces reflected Incredulity or vicarious guilt or fright. SYNOPSIS Ben F3I Hot t ? from "Yonder" ? arrive* *t the lumbering town of Tlncup, with Don Htiinrt, old, very nick man, whom ha ha* befriended. He defent* Hull Duval, "king of the river," and town hully, In m log-blrllng content. Nloholn* Brandon, the town'* leading oltlr.en, recent* Rtuart'* praaence, trying to force him to leave town *n<1 Klllott, renentlng the not, knock* him dowr.. Mlllott 1* arretted and find* a friend In Judge Able Armltage The Judge hlrn* him to run the one lum ber camp, the Hoot Owl, that Hrendon ha* not been able to grab. This belong* to Dawn McMunu*. whoee father hat disappeared with a murdar charge hang ing over hi* head. Brandon *end* Duval to beat up Reft, and Ben worst* him lit a flat fight *nd throw* him out of oamp. Don fltunrt die*, leaving a letter for frlllott "to be u*ed when the going become* too tough." Hen reftine* to open the lotter, believing he can win the tight by hla own efforta. Clre brank* out In th? mill. Ben, leading the vlctorlou* flght agalnnt the flame*, dlneovera the Are wa* ntnrtod with gn*ollne. Rlllott get* an offer of *pot ca*h for log*, thai will pro* vide money to tide him over. Rut a definite time limit I* net. Ren meet* Dawn MoManu* and dl*cover* *he I* not a child, a* ha had *uppo*ed, hut * beautiful young woman. Tha railroad bridge ovar which the Moot Owl lumber must p***, and at onoa, to meet tha time limit Impoaad In the nontract, la blown up. By auparhuman effort* Ren' build* a new brldga overnight and hlmnelf drive* tha train ovar tha rlckaty atruotura to Tlnoup, making tha delivery with only a few minute* to *pare MMa'ara, I . . . That Is, I don't un derstand you," ho stammered. His eyes were taking her In, now, from her costly fur coat to the emer ald earrings, and the hardness of her eyes; and, as In a daze, he classified her, put her In the shameful niche which was her*. A great flush of be wilderment swept Into his face. "Don't understand 1" Lydla laughed harshly. "I'll say you understand 1 May be you think you can abuse a girl like that and get away with It In this town, i but not while she's In my house, you can't 1" A wave of humiliation overwhelmed Ben. What could a man do In a situa tion like this? What could he say? He was fouled, outmatched. Nothing In his experience stood him In stead to meet such an emergency as this one. "Why . . . Why, this Is an outrage." he began weakly. Hut his fighting spirit surged upward, steadied him. "I've nevor seen you In my life! I don't even know what you're talking about! This Is either a mistake or ? " "Mistake!" the woman cried shrilly. "Don't try to get away with that! I snppose It does surprise you to have | me find you here 1 Hut you've kept out of sight, dodged me and ? " "Stop!" he thundered. "Stop It, I say !" For an Instant his conviction checked her. Movement was going on about them, people shifting to see and hear better, one man mounting a chair. The crowd by the doorway had turned back to him after watching Dawn McManus scurry down the stairs. But Elliott ; was unaware of all this. "There's no stopping me now, Elli ott ! I've come to show you up ? " "You've come to make trouble on a foundation of lies !" he said and stepped closer to her. His face was drawn and pale, now, Jaws set, and his eyes flared dangerously. "This Is some outrageous plot," he said evenly, and bo low that only those nearest him could hear. "This Is done deliberately to give me a black eye be fore these people here I You're a party to a filthy scheme, whoever you are 1" "Fine words, Elliott 1 Fine words! But this girl's tears and misery are on your head and If you won't help her, I will. She goes back where she came from tomorrow I" With that she turned and, self-com posed, almost proud In her bearing, crossed the floor. Ben watched her go until she had disappeared down the stairway. Then he faced about, won dering what he could say to Dawn Mc Manus. but she was not there. His fare went blank In amazement, bewilderment "She ducked out," a man whispered and the sound carried through the room. Gone! Fled because she believed this woman? ills heart went cold but he gnthered himself and stalked out of the hall. Brandon, alone In his office, drank deeply from a whisky bottle. Then, on a telegraph pad scrawled an On tario address. The message Itself con> slsted of but two words:. "Send Red." TO BK CONTINUED. Finds "Fascination" by Snakes Is Another Myth Especially remarkable is the current belief that snakes have the power to "fascinate" or exert hypnotic Influence over their victims. It Is possible that absence of eyelids and consequent In ability to close the eyes may be partly responsible for this fetish ; the crea ture's sinuous movements and habit of problnn the ground with Its forked tongue may perhaps further encourage the common superstition. That the snake hns from early times exerted a very powerful psychological Influence over the Imaginative mind of man there can be no doubt whatever. Ono has but to recall the grotesque story of the hoop snake or the Ameri can Indian's belief that the rattlesnake ndds a Joint to its rattlo every time It tnkes a human life. The actual "fascinating" power of the snnke over intended flctlmn has boon disproved by many cru efully con ducted experiments. Many years ago, when It was customary to feed the zoo's snakes In public on living rats, mice, etc., It was usual to see such small animals contentedly feeding or cleaning themselves within a few inches of the reptiles, says IC. (3. Hon lenger In the I/ondon Observer. Irtt*nt?d Original T?l?graph Samuel Morse, the American who in vented the original telegraph Ap paratus, obtained a patent In France) but this was afterwards appropriated by the French government without compensation to the Inventor. Eventu ally he returned to America, and the first telegram was transmitted from Baltimore to Washington In 1814. Ths original Morse apparatus recorded the dots and dashes on a moving tftp*\ but when It was discovered that measnget could be read by sound alone, the tape was abolished and n speeding up of tra ..i.-<8tnn and reception was af fected. Even an experienced Mar* fl^eVstor could only deal *Hth 40 M avert ge-lehgth telegrama an hotm. 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NO EXACT DATA ON HUMAN RACE Estimated Increase Put at 1 8, 000,000 Annually. How many people inhabit the earth? In our own country as well as the leading ones periodical censuses are taken which give the exact llgures every so often and by comparing these with previous ones it is easy for the mathematical sharps to fig ure out really reliable estimates of the population in between times. Hut among the uncivilized tribes in various parts of the world no count Is possible, and for the black races of Africa and some of the yel low ones of China and Central Asia relatively little Information Is avail able. Nevertheless, after gathering together all information possible the statistical institute of the League of Nations In 19MO estimated the world population at approximately 2,000. 000, 000 human beings, and that Is the generally accepted figure for the world at large. It Is recognized that the world population is steadily increasing but In the absence of actual figures few are brave enough to hazard a guess as to the rate. Prof. K. M. East of Harvard university, however, has ventured to estimate the annual in crease at a little more than 1S.000, 000 or about HO, 000 a day. Concerning this subject Prof. A. N. Carr-Saunders of Liverpool univer sity, England, a recognized world authority on the subject, Issued an estimate last year for use by the En cyclopedia Brltannica In which lie de clared the world now Inhabited by more than 2,02.r),000,000 persons and furthermore, they are steadily In creasing at the rnte of 20,000,000 per year. j He credits Asia, the largest eon tlneut. with the greatest number of people ? some 1,071,000.000 (not counting Russia) ? or a little more than half the world population. Ku rope, which ranks fifth In the size of continents. Is given second place as to population with a total of .'V>2. 000,000 (excluding Russia). Russia alone is granted about 104.000, 0<X) while all of Africa, white and black, has but 143.000.(XX) and North A "nerica around ltt.'.OOO.iviO, of w hich about 127,000,<>00 are 1'nited Sta tu'ians. He credits South America wlch 8T).000.00() ; Central America 000,000 and Australia and Oceania with a combined 10.000,000 to make up his estimated total. One finding is particularly sur prising to most In view of the fact that Germany, Italy and a few other couutrles offer substantial endow ments for newly married couples and a bonus for each child born. This is th*t tne population in Russia seems to ho Increasing faster than uny wh?>re else on earth ? the Increase being estimated at about 4,000,000 a year, or 2 per cent. One per cent annual Increase Is considered the average, and even the Japs, regarded heretofore as the most rapidly Increasing race, In crease but little faster than the norw mal rate. ? Pathfinder Magazine. No Cause for Alarm Patient (nervously) ? 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