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/KM11ZED FPON IRE 0QJ1?DY OF IRE SAME rt ' MME. T T T ^ /u?NRV W. J/^AOEfJ. f I copwiortr ?*> H.K.rvV Cft 8YNOPSIO. CH A PTE It L-litvt Marry Mallory to ordered to the Philippines. He and U?r> >orle Mewton decide to *lop?, t/wi wreck or taxic??fe prevents their seejn* minister on the way to the train. CHAPTER IL?TronsccmtinentaJ train Is takln* on MMtoim. Port?r hM a lively time with an ?nfUstma?D and Ira IsUhrop, a Yank** business man CHAPTER III. -The eW/p*m Kavw an oxcJtln# tl tna getting to the train. CHAPTER IV.? "LJttla Jlmmle" Wel lington, bound for Reno to ret a divorce, U*r<la train in rnaudlin condition. uats* Mrs. Jimmle appears. CHAlTKIt V.-4lhe is also bound for Rsno with same object. IJICMvlse Mr*. Jiammy Whltoomb. CHAPTEK VI,? flatter biemee Mra Jimmle for bor marital troubles. 'Class mate* of Mallory decorate bridal berth. CHAPTER VTI.-IWr. and Mrs Temple ?tart on a vacation. They decide to cut -)oose and Temple removes evidence of hla calling:. I CHAPTER VIII. A Mixed Pickle. lira. Whit comb had almost blushed when she had murmured to Lieuten ant Hudson: "I should think the young couple Would hare preferred a stateroom." And Mr. Hudson had flinched a lit tle a* he explained: "Ye?, of course. We tried to get It, but It was gone." It wai during the excitement over the decoration of the bridal section, that the Btate room-tenants slipped In unobserved. First came a fluttering woman whose youthful beauty had a certain hue of experience, saddening and wlsering. The porter brought her In from the station-platform, led her to the stateroom's concave door and passed In with her luggage. But she lingered without, a Perl at the gate of Paradise. When the porter re turned to bow her In, ah? shivered and hesitated, and then demanded: "Oh, porter, are you sure there's no body else In there?" The porter chuckled, but humored her panic. "I ain't seen nobody. Shall I look under the seat?" To his dismay, she nodded her head violently. He rolled his eyes In won derment, but returned to the state room, made a pretenee of examination, and came back with a face full of re assurance. they's nobody there. Take a mighty small-size bur glar to squeeze unda that bald ? er ? berth. No*m, nobody there." "Oh!" The gasp was so equivocal that he made bold to ask : r?u pleased or disappointed?" The mysterious young woman waa $00 much agitated to rebuke the lmpu denoe. She merely sighed: ? expor ter, I'm so anxious." "I'm not? now," he muttered, for Bhe handed him a ooin. "Porter, have you seen anybody on board that looks suspicious T" "Evvabody looks suspicious to me. Missy. But what was yon expecting ?especial V* "Oh, porter, have you eeen anybody that looks like a detective In die guise r "Well, they's one man lookB 's If be was disguised as a balloon, but I don't believe he*B no slooch- hound." "Well, If you see anybody that looks like a detective and he asks for Mm. Fosdick ? " "Mrs. What-dlck?" "Mrs. Foedlckt You tell him I'm not onboard." And ?he gave blm Another coin. Yaseum," said the porter, linger* lng willingly on such fertllo eoll. Til tell him Mrs. Foedick done give me her word she waen't on bode." "Yen! ? and If a woman should aak you." "What kind of a woman 7" 'The hldoouB kind that men call handsome." "Oh, ain't they hideous, them hand* some women?" "Well, If such a woman asks for Mrs. Foedick ? she's my husband's first wife ? but of course that doesn't interest you." "No'm ? yes'm." "If she comes ? tell hor? tell hei^ oh, what shall we tell her?" The porter rubbed his thick skull: "Lemme see ? we might nay you ? 1 tell you what we'll tell he*: we'll tell 'her you took the train for New York; and If she runs, mighty fast she can Just about ketch It." "Fine, fine!" And she rewarded his genius wltb another coin. "And, porter." He had not budged. "Por ter, if a very handsome man with luscious eyes and a soulful-6 smile asks for me ? " 'Til th'ow him off the train!" "Oh, no? do!? that's my husband ? my present husband. You may let Mm in. Nowia it .aU perfectly dear, portsrr "Oh, yassuig,, clear ma clsar." Thus guaranteed shSs entered the stateroom, 'leaving the porter alone with his prob T ' --?--J ? ^ -L.TT > yy J \ - msffl : "?Y? ~ A ? ??. lem. lie tlUd to work It out In * MmUudlbto mumble: "Lmbom see! If roue present bueben<ra absent wife Kite on bode dlaffulaed aa ? bandeovne bldcooa women I'm to tbrow btm ? her ? off the tretn end let ber ? htm? come to ? ob, yaeeutn, you may rely on roe" He bowed end held out hla bend. But abe wu gone. He ?but fled' on Into the cer. He bed hardly left tbe little apeoe before tbe eteteroom wben e bend eome men with luedoue eye#, but without eny smile at ell, ceme eJlnk In e alon* tbe corridor end tepped caotkiuely on tbe door. Silence elone answered bJm et first, then wben be bed rapped egaln, be beard a muf fled: "Qo away. I'm not In." i He put bla lips close and aoftly called: "Ed!tb!" At tills Heum? the door opened ft 1 trifle, but when be tried to enter, ft band thrust him beck and a voice again warned him off. "You muin't come ln.v "But I'm your husband." "That's just why you musn'i oome In." The door opened ft little wider to give him ft view of ft down-cast "Oh, Arthur1, I'm so afraid." "Afraid?" he sniffed. "With your husband here?" "That's the trouble, Arthur. What If your fprmer wife should And us to gether r* "But ahe and I ere divorced." "In ?ome states, yee ? but other eta tea dont acknowledge the divorce. That former wife of yours Is a fiend to pursue us this way." "She's no worse than your former husband. He's pursuing us, too. My divorce was as good as yours, my dear." "Yee, and no better." The angels looking on might have Judged from the reedy tempers of the newly married and not entirely un married twain that their new alliance promised to be as ekcltlng as their previous eatates. Perhaps the man subtly felt the presence of those eter nal eavesdroppers, for he tried to end the love-duel In the corridor with an appeasing caress and a tender ap peal: "But let's not start our honey* moon wtth a quarreL" Ills partial wife returned the caress and tried to explain: "I'm not quar reling with you, dear heart, but wtth the horrid divorce laws. Why, oh, why did we ever Interfere wtth them?" He made a brave erffort with: "We ended two unhappy marriages, IDdtth, to make one happy one." "But I'm bo unhappy, Arthur, and bo afraid " He seemed a trifle afraid himself and his gaze was askance as be < urged: "I Hit the train will start soon, Edith ? and then we shall be safe." Mrs. FWdlck S gShfus for In venting unpleasant possibilities. "But what If your former wife or my for mer husband should nave a detective on board?" "A detective?? poof T" He snapped his Angers In bravado. "You are with your husband, aren't you V "Tn Illinois, yea," she admitted, very dolefully. "But when we come to Iowa, I'm a bigamist, and when we oome to Nebraska, you're a biga mist, and when we come to Wyoming, we're not married at all." It was certainly a tangled web they had woven, but a ray of light shot through It Into his bewildered bouL "But we're all light tn Utah. Com^ deareet" He took her by the eit>ow to eecort her tnto their sanctuary, but still she hung back. "On one condition, Arthur -that you leave me as soon aa we croes the Iowa state line, and not oome back till we get to Utah. Remember* the Iowa state line!" "Oh, all right," be smiled. And see Ing the porter, beckoned him doee and asked with careless Indifference: "Oh, porter, what time do we Peach the Iowa state line?" "Two flfty-tive In the mmwulng, sab." "Two fifty-five a, m. r* Che wvetch exclaimed. "Two fifty-five a. m.. yaesah*" the porter repeated, and wondered why this excerpt from the time-table should exert such a dramatic effect on the luscious-eyed Fbedlck. He had small time to meditate the puzsle, for the train was about to be launched upon Its lone voyage. He went out to the platform, and watched a couple making that way. As their only luggage waa ft dog-basket he wap> posed that they were simply oome to bid some of his passengers good-bye. No tlpa were to be expected Croat such transients, so he allowed them to help themselves tip the steps. Mai lory and. his Marjorle bad tried to kiss the farewell or fftrewells hftlt ft dosen times, bat she could not let him go ftt the Ngate. She asked the i guard to let her through, ftnd bar beauty waa brlW enough. ? A rain gad again, aba ftnd Mall or* pauee? fie wantei ib Ui? i ?er bee* to Ut taxlcab, but Hi would sot bs so diaaliiM ' Biu must! spend Lbs Isst tTiltofcU sssoad ?UH Uol "IH go la far u tbe steps of tte car.- iM Mid. Whs* tbay were ?? rived there, two porters, a sleeping car conductor sad several smoking MUDterer* profaned %as tryst Bo she whispered tbst she would corns aboard. *Tor the corridor would be a quiet lans for tbe last rttss. And dow tbat be bad ber actually on the train, Mallory*s whole sou! re volted against letting ber |o Tbe vision of ber standing on tbe plat form sad-eyed sad lorn, while the train swept blm off into space was unendurable. He abut bia e/Ss against It, but It glowed Inside the lids , And then temptation whispered blm Its old "Why ootr. While it was working In bla aoul like a fermenting yeast, be was ssylng: "To think tbst we should owe sil our misfortune to an Infernal taxi csb'a breakdown." Out of tbe anguish of ber lonsllnesa crept one little complaint; "If you had really wanted me, you'd have bad two taxicaba" c "Oh, how can you aay thstT I had tbe license bought and the minister waiting." "He's waiting yet." "And the ring ? Caere's tbe ring." He fished It out of hla waistcoat pock et and held it before ber aa a golden amulet. "A lot of good It does now," said Marjorle. "You won't even wait over till tbe next train." "I've told you a thousand times, my love," he protested, desperately, "If i don't catch the transport, I'll be court martialed. If this train is kit* I'm Tf- " Rov. Watter (Temple. lost. If ycrn really loved me frooM come along with me." Her very eyes. gasped at tikis as tounding proposal. "Why, Harry Mallory, you know lt*s impossible." Like a sort of benevolent Satan, be laid the ground for his abduction: "You'll leave me, then, to spend three years without you ? out among those Manila women." She shook her head In terror at this vision. "It would be too horrible for words to have you marry one o t those mahogany sirens." He held out the apple. "Better dome along, then." .w "But how oan I? We1>e not mar ried." Hq jiQswered $ijUty: "Oh, I'm sure there's a minister on poaru." "But It would- be too awful to be married with all the passengers gawk* ing. No, I oouldnt face it. CkxxV bye, honey." She turned away, but he caught tor arm: "Don't you love me?" "To distraction. Fll watt for you, too." "Three years is a long watt!" "But m wait, if you wlU." With such devotion be oould not tamper. It was too beautiful to risk or endanger or besmirch with any danger of scandal. He gave up bis fantastic project and gathered her to* to his arms, crowded her Into his very eoul. as be vowed: Til wait for you forever and e**er and ever." Her arms swept around hlo aeck, and she gave herself up as an exile from happiness, a prisoner of a far* off love: "Good-bye, my husband-to-be. "Good-bye my wlfe-thatwaa-to*ja?r* be e n-and- will- be-maybe. "* "Good-toy e." "Good-bye." "Good-bye." "Good-bye." "I most go." "Yea, you must." "One last kiss." "One more ? one long last kiss. And there, entwined in each other's arms, with Hps wedded and eyelids clinched, they clung together, forgefe ting everything pest, future or prs? enl Love's anguish made them blind, mots and deaf. They did not bear the conductor crying bis "All Aboard f" down tbs long wall of the train. They did not bear tbs far-off knell of the bell. They did not bear the porters banging tbs vestibules shut They did not fssl the floor sliding out wttb them. _ * And 00 the porter found them, s? gulfed In one embrace, swaytng sad swaying, and no jpaore aware of tba Increasing rash of tbs train than we Other passengers on the eartb-e*pr*si art aware of Its speed through tbs ether-routes on Its ancient schedaft*. Tbs porter stood Wttb bis box-Step in bis band, and bllnksd and worn dsfed. And tbsy did not even know observed. --g| CHAPTER IX. All AboardI T*o ?UHlfif of the Uata surprised the Iron leal deooratdrs la the Immt ?Ugee of their work. Their smile# died ottt IB a sudden shame, aa It cacao over them tbftt tlto JoM bad ^ colled on their own beads. They nad done their boat to carry oat the tlrae hoaored rite of making a newiy mar* ried couple mm mlaerable aa po**ible ? and the newly married couple had failed to do Ita ahare. The two lieutenants glared at each other Ih uiutufi contempt. They had atudled much at Weat Point about ahibushes, and how to avoid them. Could Mai lory haves eecaped the pit they had digged for him? They looked at their handiwork In disgust The cosy-corner efftet of white rib bons and orange flowers, gracefully masking the concealed rice-trap, had seemed the wlttleet thing ever do vised. Now It looked the silliest. The other paaaengers were equally downcast. Meanwhile the two lover* in the corridor were kissing good byes as if they were hoping to store up boney enough to sustain their hearts for a three years' fast. And the porter was atudying them with perplexity. He waa used, however, to waking people out of dreamland, and he be gan to fear that If he-were discovered spying on the lovers, be might suf fer. 80 ho oougbed discreetly three or four times. Since the increasing racket of the train made no effect on the two hearts beating aa one, the small matter of a cough was as nothing. Finally the porter waa compelled to reach forward and tap MaJlory'a arm. and stutter: " 'Scuae me, but co-could I git b-by 7" The embrace was untied, and the lovers stared at him with a dazed. where-&m-I7 look. Marjorle waa the flrat to realise what awakened them. She, felt called upon to aay something, so she said, mm careleaaly as if she had not Juat emerged from a young ?gentleman's arma; ..... "Oh. porter, how long before the train starts?" "Train's done started. Missy." This simple statement struck the wool from her eyes and tbe ootton from her ears, and she was wide enough awake when she cried: "Oh, stop' it ? atop It!" "That's mo'n I can do, Missy," the porter expostulated. "Then I'll jump off," Marjorte vowed, making a dasn for the door. But the porter filled the narrow path, and waved her back. "Vestlbule^s done locked up ? train's going llckety-epllt" F'eellng that he had safely checkmated any rashness, the porter squeezed past the dumbfounded pair, and went to change his blue blouse for the white coat of his chambermaidenly duties. Mallory*s first wondering thought was a rapturous feeling that clrcum- j stances had forced his dream Into a realty. He 'thrlllea with triumph: "You've got to go with me now." "Yes ? I've got to go," Marjorie sented meekly; "then, sublimely, -If 8 fate. Kismet!" ' They clutched each other again In a fiercely blissful hug. Marjorle came back to earth with a bump: "Are you really sure there's a minister on board V "Pretty sure," said M&llory, eober lng a trifle. , "But you cam >ou were sure?" "Well, when you say you're wune, that means you're not quite sure." It was not an entirely satisfactory justification, and Marjorle began tc quake with &larm: *8uppoee there BhfiUlflnl bet" **On, then," Mallory answered cere leesly, "there's bound to be one to morrow." Marjorle realized at once the enor mous abyss between then and the morrow, an* she gaeped: "Tomorrow I And no chaperon! Oh, Til Jump out of the window." Mallory could prevent that, but when she pleaded, "What shall we dor he bad no solution to offer. Again It was she who received the first inspiration. "I have It," she beamed. "Yea, Marjorie T" he assented, dt> biously. "We'll pretend no* to be mauled all." He seised the rescuing ladder: "That's It! Not married ? <?ust friends." "Till we can get married ? " "Yea, and then we can stop being friends." "My love ? my friend!" They em braced in a most unfriendly manner. An Impatient yelp from the ne? lected dog-basket awoke them. "Oh, Lord, Wefve brought Rnootrto tuns." "Of course we have." She took the dog from the prison* tucked him un der her arm, and tried to oompoee her bridal face into a merely friendly countenance before they entered the I can. But she must pause for one more [ kiss, one more of tnose bittersweet good-byes. And Mallory was nothing loath. Hudson and Shaw were still glumly perplexed, when the porter returned tn his white jacket. "I bet they missed the train; all this work for nothing," Hudson grum bled. But Shaw, seeing the poger, caught a gleam of hope, and asked | anxiously : | "8ay, porter, have you seen any thing anywhere that looks like a fresh ly married pair?" and the porter rubbed hia the back of his hand as he "well, th?y*s a mighty low out theah In the corridor." them? they? it!" everything wu alive and M UfrffloCTn e4*JeeUd cMip. *"Oet ready!" 8b* w commanded "Uw^i lie* for ererybody/* "Everybody tak* ?? old shoe." told Hudson. "Too can't ml*a In UUn nar row car" ; .. - ? ^ TTwr?'? ft kftioo for ?vffrjrgoe, too*" wM 8baw. m tbe outntretcbed band* wore equipped with wedding ammuni tion. "Do you know tb?,;Weddlnd March'?" Mrs. Walter Tempi?. "I ought to by tills time/* said Mr?. Whltcomb. ? Htg&t into the tangle -of prepare tlon, old Ira Lst hrp*> stalked, on his way back to his -Skat to get more cigars. "Have some rice for the bridal coupler* said Ashton, offering him of his own doublehandful. But La thro p brushed him aside with a romance-hater's growl. "Watch out for your head, then," cried Hudson, and Latbrop ducked Just too late to escape a neck-Ailing/ halr-fllling shower. An old shoe took him a clip abaft the ear, and the old woman-hater dropped raging into the same berth where the spinster, Anne Qattle, was trying to dodge the BameJ downpour. v Still there was enough of the shrapnel left to overwhelm the two young "friends, " who marched Into the aisle, trying to look Indifferent and prepared for nothing on earth less than for a wedding charivari. Mallory should have done better than to entrust his plans to fellows like Hudson and Shaw, whom he had known at West Point Tor diabolically Joyous hazera and practical jokers. Even as he sputtered rice and winced from the Impact of flying footgear, he was cursing himself as a double dyed Idiot for asking such men to en gage his berth for him. He had a sudden Instinct that they had doubt less bedecked hlB trunk and Mar jories with white satin furbelows and ludicrous labels. But he could not shelter himself from the white sleet and the black thumps. He could hardly shelter Marjorie, who cowered behind him and shrieked even loud er than the romping tormentors. When the assailant* had exhausted the rice and shoes, they charged down the 'aisle for th^ privilege of kissing the bride. Mallory was dragged and banted and shunted here and there, and be had to fight his way back to Mfcrjorie with might and main. He VU tngflng and striking like a demon, and yelling, "Stop it! stop it!" Hudson took bis punishment with uproarious good nature, laughing: "Oh, shut up, or we'll kiss you!" But Shaw was scrubbing his wry Hps with a seasick wall of: "Wow! I think I kissed the dog." There was, of neoesslty, some pause for breath, and the combatants draped themselves limply about the seats. MaUory glared at the twin Benedict Arnolds and demanded: "Are you two thugs going to San Francisco with me|" "Don't worry," smiled Hudson, "we're only going as far as Kedzle avenue, Just to start the honeymoon properly." If either of the elopers had been calmer, the solution of the problem would have been simple. < Marjorle could get off at this suburban station and drive home from there. But their wits were like pied type, and they were further Jumbled, when Shaw broke In with a sudden: "Come, see the* little dove-cote We fixed for you." Before they knfcw it, they were both haled along the aisle to the white satin atrocity. "Love In a bungalow/' ?aid Hudson. "Sit down ? make your selves perfectly at home." "No ? never ? oh, oh, oh!" cried Mar Jo ri a, darting away and throwing herself into the first empty seat ? Ira Lathrop's berth. Mallory followed to console her with caresses and mur murs of, 'There's there, don't cry, dearie!" . ? ? A: ^ Hudson and Shaw followed doss with mawkish mockery: "Dont cry. And now Mrs. *?emple Intervened. She had enjoyed the Initiation cere* many as well as anyone. But when lbs little bride began to cry, the re membered the pitiful terror and shy shame she had undergone as a girl irlfe, and she hastened to Marjorlsl il4?, brushing th# "You poor UUic," ?X5om?, my child, U*a 0& hnre * food ciy.-ft. yc KJrlutSM, laid ^ -?* ?u? ^ ehe'd rather." Mi*. Ttsmpie glanoed up ?tk , nant rebu* a: "Her ?o<i , ?w?y. and she wanUftmotWb, to woep o?. Here's mine, *, V The Impudent Shaw Uddu i^ military cheat: "She cm tit Infuriated at thla brides lory roee aud confronted Uu Imp* with clenched flat*: "Ya^. pretty pair of frieaOa. you Tho imperturablo Bhaw rmt pair OC Ucketa aa hla only ^ ?Here are your tickets, old yZr And Hudson roared Jovla&y; m tried to set you a ?U!?00? 'J waa gone." ? "And here are your baggage ? laughed Shaw, forcing tato fafcj (OW pasteboards. "We got yov, on tho train ahead, all rtg^ mention it? you're entirely It waa the porter that biv Drat relief from the ordeal. "If you gemmen U gettla' of Kodste avenue, you'd batt* smart. Wafre alowin' up now." Marjorle wae sobbing too , to hear, and Mallory swearl^ w audibly to hoed the opportunity; ale svenuo offered. And Hod**, yelling: "Well, gooa-bye, old boy i old girL Sorry we can't ?o |fl way." He had the effrontery j to kiss the bride good bye, tad ? waa equally bbld, but Maltor/i , enabled him to beat them oft elbowed and shouldered Xhm the aisle, and aent after tbaa, bis own shoee. But it just Shaw's flying coettaila. Mallory stood glaring after ? parting traitors. He waa glad they at least were gone, till h? lsed with a sickening slump .vitals, that they had not takta them his awful dUema* the train was once more clicking into the night i (TO BE CONTINUED? We liave 'just installed; in our shop one of the largest and finest lathes ever brought to Camdep, and are now prepared to do any kind of repair work on engines and m* chinery of all kinds. Mr.) W. O. Hay, who has haf years of experience in this] kind of work, is with us; and he will be glad tq have his friends to call on him. ? : ? ? : N. R. J. T. Bui Surveyor and Camden, S. C Hacker Mf'g. CI . : ? ' _ ?" ' i *? "? ' ' ' f - ft ni)li>jpJ Successors To \ J? GEO. 8. HACKER A SOX We Manufacture? Doorij Sash and Blinds, Ool and Balusters, Grilles ' Ornaments, Screen Doori Windows* W? Deal . Glass, Sash Cord sncj tMf CHARIiESTON, .. * OlVHi KNGINKKB