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^RUPERT HUGflES fff /KMLIZED JPOn THE GOMEDY or T/iE SAMF AAME. T T T ILIUSWATED f?QH PHOTOO/iAPHS OF THE PUY AS P/iOPUCBD 35- SIENRY W SAVA.GB-?j r 1 1 COPYjWOMT lyll H.K.rtV o o ?YNOFtlt. CHAPTER I.-lisutT Harry Mallory is ordered to the Philippines. flu and Mar jorle Newton decide to elope. but wreck of taxlfiib prevents their seeing minister on the way to the train. CHAPTER II. --Transcontinental train If taking on passengers. Porter has a lively time with an Englishman and Ira LaAhrop, % Yankee business man. CHAPTDR III.? i The eloper* hav* mm taoltlng time fretting to the train. CHAPTER IV.? -"Little Jlmmls" ^sl llng-ton, bound for Reno to get a divorce, boards train In maudlin condition. I.ater lira. J 1 in ml e appear*. CHAPTER V.HBhe Is slso bound for Rsno with same object. IJkowlse Mrs. Sammy Whltoomb. CHAPTER V|.? Latter blames Mm. Jfmmle for her marital troubles. Class mates of Mallory decorate bridal berth. CHAPTER VII.? -Rev. and Mrs. Temple J i tart on a vaoatlon. They - decide to cut oose and Temple removes evideno* of his ealllng. CHAPTER VIII.? Mariorie decides to 1st Mallory procesd alone, but train starts while they are lost In farewell. * CHAPTER IX. ? Passengers Join Mai lory's classmates In giving couple wed* ding hftSin*. CHAPTER X. ? Marjorle Is distracted over their situation. CHAPTER XI.? Ira Lathrop, woman hating bachelor, discovers an old sweet heart, Anne (tattle. a fellow passenger. CHAPTER XII.? Mallory vainly hunts for a preacher among the passengers. CHAPTER XIII.? Mrs. Wellington hears Little Jlmmle's voice. Later she meets Mrs. Whltcomb. CHAPTER X I V.? Mallory reports to Marjorle his failure to find a preacher. CHAPTER XV.? They decide to pretend a quarrel and Mallory finds a vacant bsrth. CHAPTER XVI.? Mrs. Jlmmle dlscov ^ ers Wellington on the train. CHAPTER XVII.? Mallory again makes ?n unsuccessful hunt for a preacher. CHAPTER XVIII.? Dr. Temple poses as a physician. Mrs. Temple Is lnoucsd by Mrs. Wellington to smoke a cigar. CHAPTER XIX. -Sight of preacher on" a station platform raises Mallory'a hopes, bat he takes another train. CHAPTER XX.? Missing hand baggage compels the couple to borrow from pas sengers. CHAPTER XX I. -Jlmmle gets a cinder In his eye and Mrs. Jlmmle glv?e first aid. Coolness Is then resumed. CHAPTER XX II. ?Still no clergyman. More borrowing. CHAPTER XXIII ? Dr. Temple puzzled by behavior of different couples. CHAPTER XXIV -Marjorle's Jealousy aroused by Mullory's baseball Jargon. CHAPTER XXV.? Marjorle hubk<"h((i wrecking the train In hopes that accident will produce a preacher. CHAPTER XX VI.? Marjorle tries to ln dxice the conductor to hold the train so she can shop. CHAPTER XXVII? Marjorle's dog Is missing. She pulls "the cord, stopping the train. Conductor restores dog and lovers quarrel. CHAPTER XX VIII ? Lathrop wires for a preacher to marry him and Miss Qat tle. Mallory tells Lathrop of his predica ment and arranges to borrow the preacher. CHAPTER XXIX. Jealousy Comes Aboard. There was an uir of domestic peace In the observation room, where .Mal lory and Marjorle had been left, to themselves for some lime. Hut the peace was like the ominous hu$h that precedeH a tempest. Mallory was so happy with every thing coming his way, that he was even making up with Snoozleums, stroking the tatted coat with one hand and holding up his newspaper with the other. He did not know all that was coining his way. The blissful si lence was broken first Iry Marjorle: "How do you spell Utah? ? with a J ?" "Utah begins with You," he said ? and rather liked his wit, listened for some recognition, and rose to get It, but she waved him away. "Don't bother me, honey. Can't you see I'm busy?" He kissed her hair and sauntered back, dividing his attention between Snoozleums and the ten-inning game. And now there was a small commo tion in the smoking room. Through the glass along the corridor the men caught sight of the girl who had got on at Green River. Ashton saw her first and she saw him. "There she goes,'' Ashton hissed -tor the others, "look quick! There's the nectarine." "My word! She's a little bit of all right, isn't Bhe?" Even Dr. Temple stared at her with approval: "Dear little thing, Isn't she?" The girl, very consciously uncon scious of the admiration, moved de murely along, with eyes downcast, but at such an angle that she could take In the sensation she wag creating; she went along picking up stares as If they were bouquets. Her demoanor , was a remarkable compromise between outrageous flir tation and perfect respectability. But she was looking back so Intently that When the moved Into the obierratton room she walked right into tile now* paper Mallory waa holding out before hUii. Hoth said: "1 beg your pardon." When Mallory lowered the paper, both stured till their eyes almost popped. Her amazement waa one of Immodlate rapture. He looked aa It he would have been much obliged for a volcanic ciater to sink Into. , "Harry!" she gasped, and let fall her handbag. "Kitty!" he gaaped, and let fall his newapaper. Doth bent, he handed her the newapapea and tossed the handbag Into a chair; saw hie mis tafce, withdrew the newspaper and proffered her Snoozleums. MarJorle stopped writing, pen poised In air, as If she bad suddenly been petrltled. The newcomer waa the first to apoak. She fairly guahed; "Harry Mallory? of all people." , "Kitty! Kathleen! Mlsa Llewellyn!" "Just to think of meeting you again." "Just to think of it." "And on this train ef all placea*" "On this train of all places!" "Oh, Harry, Harry!" "Oh, Kitty, Kitty, Kitty!" "You dear fellow, It's so long alnce I saw you last." "So long." "It was at that last hop at West Point, remember? ? why, It seems only yesterday, and how well you are loot ing. You are well, aren't you?" "Not very." He was mopping his brow in anguish, and yet the room seemed strangely cold. "O I course you look much better In your uniform. You aren't wearing your uniform, are you?" "No, this Is not my uniform." "You haven't left the army, have you!" "I don't know yet." "Don't ever do that. You are Juaf beautiful in brass buttons." "TjianKB." '"Harry!" "What's the matter now?" engaged to." The deeperate wretch. who bad not dared even to flanee In Marjorie s dt rectlon, somehow thought he aaw a atraw of self-defonae. "Vou were en gaged to three or rour others when i was 'at Weat Point." . "f may have been engaged to the othera/' said Kathleen, moon-eyeing him, "but I always liked you beat, Clifford ? er, Tommy ? I mean Hurry."' "You got me at last." , Kathleen fenced back at this: "Well, I've no doubt you have hud a ; dozen affaire since." "Oh, no! My heart baa only known one real love." ~ lie threw thin over her head at Marjorle, but Kathleen eelted It, to hla greater confusion: "Ob, Harry, bow aweet of you to say It. It makes me feel positively faint," , and abe awooned bla way, but he ahoved a chair forward and let lier collapse Into that. Thinking and hop ing that abe, waa unconacloua, ho made reudy to eacape, but abe caught him by the coat, and moaned; "Where am I?" and be growled back: "In the Observation Car!" Kathleen's life and enthualaam re turned without delay: "Fancy meet lug you aguln! 1 could Just scream." ""So oould I." "You muat come up In our car and sea mamma." ;"Is Ma-mamma with youT" Mal lory stammered, on the verge of Im becility. "Oh, yes, Indeed, we're going around the world." "Don't let me detain you." "Papa Is going round the wqrld also." i "Is papa on this train, too?* At laat aometblng seemed to em barrass her a trifle: "No, papa went on ahead. Mamma hopes to overtake blm. Dut papa Is a very good trav eler." Then she changed the subject. "13o come and meet mamma. It wouid cheer her up ao. Bhe la so fond of you. Only this morning she was say ing, 'Of all the boys you were ever , engaged to, Kathleen, the one I like most of all was Edgar ? I mean Clar ence ? er ? Harry Mallory." "Awfully kind of her." "You muat come and see her ? she's aoine Stouter now.! " i "Oh, is she? Well, that's good." | Mallory was too angry to be sane, ' and too helpless to take advantage of | hla anger. He wondered how he could ever have cared for' this molasses ' and mucilage girl. He remembered now that she had alwaya had these same cloying ways. Bhe had always pawed him and, like everybody but the pawers, he hated pawing. It would have been bad enough at any time to have Kathleen hanging on his coat, straightening his tie, leaning close, smiling up In bis eyes, losing him ma balance, recapturing him every time he edged away. But with Marjorle ae the grim witness it "This tie. this green tie, isn't this j the one I knitted you?" "I am sure I don't know, I bor- i rowed It from the conductor." "Don't you remember? I did knit i you one." j "Did you? 1 believe you did! J ( think I wore it out." "Oh, you fickle boy. But see what ? I have. What's this?" He stared through the glassy eyes of complete helplessness. '"It looks J Ilko a bracelet. ? "Don't tell me you don't remember this! ? the little bangle bracelet you gave me." "I>dld I give you a baygled brang let?" "Of course you did. And the In scription. Don't you remember ltr' She held her wrist In front of his aching eyes and he perused as If -it were his own epitaph, what she read aloud for him. "From Harry to Kitty, the Only Girl I Ever Loved." "Good night!" he sighed to himself, and began to mop his brow with Snootleums. "You put It on my arm," said Kath leen, with a moonlight sigh, "and 1're always worn It." - "Always?" "Always! no matter whom I was was maddening. He loathed and abominated Kath leen Llewellyn, and If she had only been a man, he could cheerfully have beaten her to a pulp and chucked her out of the window, liut because she was a helpless little baggage he had to be as polite as he could while she sat and tore his plans to pieces, em bittered Marjorle's heart against him, and either ended all hopes of their marriage, or furnished nn everlasting rancor to be recalled In every quar rel to their dying day. Oh, etiquette, what Injustices are endured in thy name! So there he eat, sweating his soul's blood, and able only to spar for time and wonder when the gong would ring. And now she was off on a new tack: "And where are you bound for, Harry, dear?" 'The Philippines," he said, and for the first time there was something beautiful in their remoteness. "Perhaps we shall cross the Pacitlo on- the same boat." The first sincere smile he had ex perienced came to him: "I go on an army transport, fortu? unfortunately.** "Oh, I Just lore soldiers. Couldn't mamma and I go on the transport T Mamma Is very fond of soldiers^ too," / s: 'Tin affafifft 0mi?l be arranged." "Too bad. but perhaps we can stop off and p?y you ? visit. I Just lovt army posts. So does mamma." -Ob. do!" "What will be your address?" "Just tbe Philippines ? Ju*t tbe Phil ippine*/' "Hut areu't there quite a few ol tberot" "Only about two tbousaud." "Which one will you be on?" "I'll be on the third from tb^ left,' said Mallory, who neither knew nor J eared wlmt he wau Haying Marjorle hud endured all that uhe could stand. She rose In a tightly leashed fury, "I'm afraid I'm In the way." Kathleen turned In surprise. Hho had not noticed that anyone was near. Mallory went out of his hea,d com pletely. N "Oh, don't go ? tor heaven's nuko don't go," he appealed to Mar jorle. "A friend of yours?" aald Kathleen, bristling. "No, not a friend," in a cbaotlc tan gle, "Mrs, ? Miss ? Miss? Er ? er ? er ? " , Kathleen smiled: "Delighted to meet you, Miss Krerer." "The pleasure Is all mine," Mar jorle said, with an acid smile. "Have you known Harry long?" said Kathleeh, jealously, "or are you Just acquaintances on tbe train?" "We're Just acquaintances on tlio train!" "I used to know Harry very well ? very well loded." "So I should Judge. You won't mind If I leave you to talk over old times together?" "How very sweet of you." "Oh, don't mention it." "Hut, Marjorle," Mallory cried, as she turned away. Kathleen started at the ardor of bis tone, and gasped: "Marjorle! Then he ? you ? " "Not at ull ? not in tbe least," said Marjorle. At this ciTsIs tbe room was sudden ly inundated with people. Mrs. Whlt comb, Mrs. Wellington, Mrs. Temple and Mrfe. Fosdick, all trying to look like bridesmaids, danced In, shout ing: "Here they come! Make way for the bride and groom!" CHAPTER XXX. A Wedding on Wheels. The commotion of the matrimony mad women brought the men troop ing In from the smoking room and there was much circumstance of dec orating the scene with white satin ribbons, a trifle crumpled and dim of luster. Mrs. Wbltcomb waved them at Mallory with a laugh: "Recognize these?" He nodded dismally. His own fu neral baked meats were coldly fur nishing forth a wedding breakfast for Ira Lathrop. Mrs. Wellington was moving about distributing kazoos and Mrs.. Temple had an dfrmload of old sbcfes, some of which had thumped Mallory on an occasion which seemed ko ancient as to be almost prehistoric. Fosdick was howling to the porter to get some rice, quick! "How many portions does you ap proximate?" "All you've got." "Boiled or fried?" "Any old way." The porter ran forward to the. dining-car for the am munition. Mrs. Temple whispered to her hus band: "Too bad you're not officiating, Walter." Hut he cautioned ^ilence: "Hush! I'm on my vacation." The train was already coming into Ogden. Noises were multiplying and from the Increase of passing objects, the speed seemed to be taking on a spurt. The bell was clamoring like a wedding chime In a steeple. Mrs. Wellington was on a chair fast ening a ribbon round one of the lamps, and Mrs. Whltcomb was on an other chair braiding the bell rope with withered orange branches, when Ash ton, with kazoo all ready, called out: "What tune shall we play?" "I prefer the Mendelssohn Wedding March," said Mrs. Whltcomb, but Mrs. Wellington glared across at her. "I've always used the Lohengrin." "We'll play 'em both," said Dr. Tem 1 pie, to make peace. L Mrs. Fosdick murmured to her spouse: "The old Justice ot the Peace didn't give us any music at all," and received In reward one of his most luscious-cyed looks, and a whisper. "But ho gave us each other." "Now and then," she pouted. "Btit where are the bride and groom?" "Here they come ? all ready," cried Asbton, and he beat time while some of the guests kazooed at Mendels sohn's and some Wagner's bridal mel odies, and others Just made a noise. Ira Lathrop and Anne Qattle, look ing very sheepish, crowded through the narrow corridor and stood shame facedly blushing like two school chil dren about to sing a duet. The train Jolted to a dead stop. The conductor called Into the car: "Og den! All out for Ogden!" and every body stood watching and waiting. Ira, seeing Mallory, edged close and whispered: "Stand by to catch the minister on the rebound." "" But Mallory turned away. What Art bad be now for ministers? ? *tte plans were shattered ruins. Tbe porter came flying in with two large bowia of rice, and shouting, "Here cornea tbe 'possum ? er ? pos sop." Seeing Marjorle, he said: - "Shall I perambulate Mlsta Bnoosle* um?f' She banded the porter ber only friend and be hurried out, aa A lean professionally sad ascetto hur ried in. He did not recognise his boyish e&emy In the gray-balred, ?red faced giant that greeted him, but Im knew that tplce and Ita gloating 9Hj& . r ~ ? ? ? - . K , - ' - ? - e Irony: "Hello, Charlie" He bad always found that when Ira grinned w?f cardial, some trouble waa In store for blrn. Ha wendered what rock Ira bald behind bla back now, but ba forced an uneasy cor dlallty: "Aud Is tbjhp you, IraT Well, well! xtk U yeabs^stodfe l??t we met And you're Just 'getting married. li this tbe first time, IraT" "First offense, Cbarlie." Tbe levity shocked Selby, but ? greater shock waa In store, for wbeu be Inquired: "And wbo la tbe er bappy ? bride?" the triumphant Lath rop snickered: "I believe you used to know her. Anne Gattle." This waa tbe rock behind Ira's back, and Selby took It wltb a wince: "Not ?my old ? " "The same. Anne, you remember, Charlie." "Oh, yen," Bald Anne, "How do you do, Charlie?" And she put out a why hand, which he took with one still shyer. He was so unsettled that be stammered: "Well, well, I had always hoped to marry you, Anue, but not Just this way," I^athrop cut him short wltb a sharp; "Better get busy?before the train starts. And I'll pay you In advance before you set off the fireworks." The flippancy pained Hev. Charles, but be was resuscitated by one glance at tbe bill that Ira thrust Into ?bis palm. If a man's . gratitude for his wife i* measured by the size of the fee be hands the enabling par son, Ira was madly In love with Anne. Hev. Charles had a reminiscent sus picion that it was probably a counter* I felt, but for once he Sdld Ira au In I justice. The minister was in such a flutter from losing his boyhood love, and ; gaining so much money all at once and from performing the marriage on a train, that he made numerous er< i rors in the ceremony, but nobody no 1 tlced them, and the spirit, If not the I letter of the occasion, was there and j the contract was doubtless legal enough. 1 The ritual began with the pleasant | murmur of the preacher's voice, and the passengers crowded round in a i solemn calm, which was suddenly vio lated by a loud yelp of laughter from Wedgewood, who omitted guffaw after guffaw and bent double and opened | out again, like an agitated umbrella. The wedding-guests turned on him visages of horror, and hissed silence at him. Ashton seized him, shook him, and muttered: "What the ? what's the matter wlth_ you?" The Englishman shook like a boy having a spasm of giggles at a fu neral, and blurted out the explana tion: ! "That story about the bridegroom ? ' I Just saw the point!" Ashton closed his Jaw by brute force and watched over him through the rest of tfie festivity. CHAPTER XXXI. J Foiled Yet Again. | Mallory had fled from the scene at i the first hum of the minister's words. His fate was like alkali on his palate. For twelve hundred miles he had ran j sacked the world. for a minister. When I one dropped on the train like manna through the roof, even this miracle had to be checkmated by a perverse , miracle that sent to the train an early ! infatuation, a silly affair that he hlm I self called puppy-love. And now Mar | Jorie would never marry him. He did ' not blame her. He blamed fate. | He was in solitude in the smoking room. The place reeked with drifting { tobacco smoke and the m^lodor of ' cigar stubs and cigarette ends. His plans were as useless and odious as ; cigarette ends. He dropped into a ? chair, his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands ? Napoleon on j St. Helenh. 1 And then, suddenly he heard Mar 1 Jorie's voice. He turned and saw her ! hesitating in the doorway. He rose 1 to welcome her, but the smile died ; on his lips at her chilly speech: "May I have a word with you, sir?" "Of course. The air's rather thick in here," he apologized. "Just wait!" she said, ominously, and stalked in like a young Zenobia. He put out an appealing band: "Now, Marjorie, listen to reason. Of course I know you won't marry me now." "Oh, you know that, do you?" she said, with a squared Jaw. "But, really, you ought to marry me ? not merely because I love you ? and you're the only girl I ever ? " He stopped short and she almost smiled as she taunted him: "Go on ? I dare you to say it." He swallowed hard and waived the point: "Well, anyway, you ought to marry me ? for your own sake." Then she took his breath away by answering: "Oh, I'm going to marry you, never fear." -.-".You are," he cried, with a rueh-ef returning hope. "Oh, I knew you loved me." She pushed his encircling arms aside: "I don't love you, and that's Why I'm going to marry you." < "But I don't understand." "Of course not," she sneered, as If she were a thousand years old, "you're only a man ? and a very young man." ? "You've ffiaflart fn.rioyeme," be pro* tested, "Just because of a little affair I bad before I met you 7" >'? Marjorie answered with world-old wisdom: "A woman can forgive a man anything except what be did be fore be met her." He stared at her with masculine di?^ may at feminine logic: "If you can't forgive me, then why do you marry met" "For revenge!" she cried. "Yon brought me on this train ail this dis tance to Introduce me to a girl you used to spoon with. And I don't like Shtfi gwf\ar ... ~ , ?),. A ... ,V" V ' io?, ?ne u awful" kuow uiw Oh, you admit it' " t1rw~ 4IJJ0" ' ' - - 14 ' Well, I'm g0jDg ( now-ufc minut^-wlth ?r* th?" J'w going to g?t^1 11 and divorce you." ?* * "Divorce tne! f grounds?" ^ IiOr^0i, "On the ground# of u. KaUy-r-UfWelUuiton ^ her name la." 0r 1 M-ltory ?M ttuu> ?n?nt. aim tl.e vain ,So? . her next blow. ? ?ut t? g a woman that w?y . *ou *0 ju.t bolng nice J'J'M. wet you." 0?ior? 4 Tbat'ii the worst kinn fulueaa," ebe reiterated ? ? have known that some dav ' meet m,. Vou your Artkt love for we" * But last love la best" terpoaed, weakly. Ob, no, It lsu't; and if u f know I'm to be your |U8t *lr, wbeo I've divorce V1 ^ m back to your flrBt rotund tbe worh, with MaCrVuS .7C6: You 11 get me? but nnt # And one other thing, j w 0r get that bracelet ,;?**?* cr?t?ro. no you [ ^ h* How can I get a Take It away! i^ y ' Mallory surrendered CQZ Anything to get Marjorle 2g9 his arms: "I promi8e ?e? you'll really marry me." "Oh, I'll marry yOU fi|P K ' really." * u' 8lr> tot And while he stared la helpj^-i at the cynic and termag^' rrLhad metam?r^oBef(t d, clinging creature Into, the7 the conductor's voice at the Z of thenar: "Hurry up-w6>ft start." eve They heard Lathrop'a n ''Hold on there, conductor/' bye Plea: "Oh, I aay, ?* wait a moment, can't you?" The conductor answered win. gruffneas of a despot: "Not a m I've my orders to make ud lout All aboard!*? ""Piwt^ While the minister was tylnc ast loose ends of the matrimo J knot, Mallory and Marjorle?^ struggling through the crowd to at him. Just-as th?y were near i were, swept aside by the rush <* bride and groom, for the parson'.' pronounce you man and wife" nounced as he backed towirt door, was the signal for another ding riot. Once more Ira and Anne were ahed ered with rieer This time own. Ira darted out Into the ? jj haling his brand-new wife by wrist, and the Wedding guests sued them across the veetfhhl through the next car, and on, and Nobody remained to notice i happened to the parson. Hiring formed his function, he wa* wi further Interest or use. But to lory and Marjorle he was necessary. Mallory caught his hand as It the knob of the door and drew back. Marjorle, equally determliil caught his other elbow: V "Please don't go," Mallory urgj "until you've married us." The Reverend Charles stared at captors in amazement: "But my dear man, the train'a ing." Marjorle clung all the tighter Invited him to "Come on to the stop." "But my dear lady," Selby gujfl "it's impossible." "You've Just got" to," Mallory sisted. "Release me, please. "Never !M "How dare you!" the pujj| shrieked, and with a sudden wrl| writhed out of his coat, leaving It Marjorle's hands. He darted to I door and flung It open, with MtlH hot after him. ,'i The train was kicking up a do of dust and getting Its stride. 1 kidnapped clergyman paused a ment, aghast at the speed wlty wlf the ground was being paid out t he climbed the brass rail and, f a hasty prayer, dropped overbowl, Mallory lunged at him, and Mi him by his reversed collar. But collar alone remained In hlfl dot The parson was almost loit to 1 dust be created as he struck, boun< and rolled till he came to a stop, ? his stars and his prayers to thank injuries to nothing worse tbaa dignity and other small cloth* Mallory returned to the obsernt room and flung the collar and bft the floor In a fui'y of despair, how? "He got away! He got awayl*^ (TO BE CONTINUED) ADMINISTRATOR'S 8ALE. State of South Carolina, Ooun-ty of Kershaw, In the Probate Court. 'Blinder and by virtue of ai oT^l mttae- b. McDowell, JudfJ Probate for Kershaw County, wl aforesaid, I will sell at public cry to the highest bidder for > at ' the home of the late R?J1 Quails, deceased, on Saturday, 20, 1912, at 10 o'clock a. m; 1 following personal property or 11 aaid Robert Quails, to wit: 2 ; 2 white spotted cows aid cjjj | 2 red cows and calves, * b.?L |4afc, l mule, 2 wagons, goods, 400 lb?. fodder, ?in? hat, 5 bushels peM ?to corn, 1 safe, 26 chickeft* Holland H. Ad mil Camd*hrs. C.,Jnn? **,