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By GEORGE AGNEW CHAMBERLAIN
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WHITE MAN IS DEAF TO ANDREA’S PLEADINGS.;
Andrea Pellor, handsome daughter of Lord Pellor, Impecunious aristocrat,
is doomed to marry an illiterate but wealthy middle-aged diamond mine owner.
She disconsolately wanders from her hotel in South Africa and discovers an
aviator about to fly from the beach. Impulsively, of course imagining that the
trip will be merely a pleasant excursion, and a welcome relief from thoughts
of her loveless marriage, she begs to be taken fo» a flight, although she does
not know him. He somewhat unwillingly agree*, and they start. When she
realizes her unknown aviator is not going back Axdrea in desperation tries to
choke him with one of her stockings. He thwarts her and they sail on into
the very heart of Africa. Landing in an immense craal, Andrea finds the
natives all bow in worship to her mysterious companion. She is given a slave
boy, '‘Bathtub,’* and the White Man sets about building a hut for her. Andrea
is given a glimpse of the home which is to be hers, and wonders at its com
pleteness. J
CHAPTER III.—Continued.
•Tell your master that I shall come
4H ten minutes,” she said, watched him
go and dosed the door after him.
Then she turned and hurried to the
little mirror on the wall. She flushed
with anger as she looked at herself.
The excitement coupled with the heat
bad made her forget her Inappropriate
garb.
She rehong the looking glass and
looked • round for Implements of toi
let. On the little table lay a comb
and a single military brush, looking
lonely pitbont Its mate. There were
•Iso a tin of (welder 4 the Comma*
•prinklee variety that me* wve. a freah
hettte t>4 drtt'el lot Ism and a sealed
bee. pmcfe!ming Itself m head type
the •vmfamer af the essly perf«et
•aechkrem.
-v* s» bad. * vegeefed \adrea. a ad
treat fa waf% la make the hr«4 mt whet
was already am* a# leaf • dedewm
eveaffca**. ffewf ahea *4* had •aSdad
«a» a»mie rfal fw«atf «ady isgrr 4
hee The ftamsagrasty at sntlad dew%
lhaa gashed la mi agamalr swssp dm-
hee ai half ywag gse Ml Ihe afseemssm
aad fhsw |a gave with a aath la efham
yetaie hheht maf*a#rd hea aer» aeem
Then he came back in one swift up
ward sweep and met her owU gaze,
squarely, steadily. She drew a deep
breath. Something sustaining had
come Into the white man's gray-blur
eyes, something you could lean uiK>n
He was suddenly not of her old world.
T am afraid the soup Is s little
cold." he said as he stepped around
to draw her chair for her.
The dinner was good beyond the
cachet of mere gross appetite, ami
It was served with a rapidity and
MDootbnrsa that would have d«»oe
credit to the oldest of the Pellor but-
“Tour servants are well trained.**
said Andrea.
Tarh has little la da.” said the
man. "He snwst da M wsiL That, in-
realized this almost subconsciously.
Her thoughts lingered on the substance
of what he had said, but when she
spoke she proved herself a woman-.
‘‘Speaking.of names, what is yours?’*
she asked.
‘‘Mine? My name?” said the man,
startled out of his role. He stared^ Andrea and stopped.
vhould gat your pulpit and turn mis
sionary to society.”
Tve got the face of the earth for
a pulpit,” said the man easily, “and
I couldn't do with less.”
“I had inspected thjit there wn*
something colossal about you,” replied
Andrea quickly, “and now I know
it. It is your impertinent self-sufli-
dency—JT*
“You misunderstodn me,” interrupted
the man, himself unmoved. “What I
mean by that flamboyant statement
was that no philosophy has ever lived
except through example and one can't
fulfill the creed of contrasts with less
Umn the whole world for a play
ground.”
“And hats it never fallet!?”
His eyes wandered to the half-
wrecked aeroplane. “Yes, it has failed
—<!nce.” , ■' .
“A case of ‘physician cure*—” began
His eyes had
absently through and beyond her. 'swerved back to hers and the naked
“Why, I haven’t any—now. Not that
amounts to anything.” His eyes came
back to her. “Call me Mr. White Man
as you have begun—just White Man
when you feel genial, if you eyer do.”
“Well, Mr. White Man,” said Andrea,
with emphasis, “what you said about
ruin didn’t pass quite over my head.
I believe you spoke with genuine sin
cerity and that, as you doubtless re
member, is conversational bad taste.
Somehow It didn’t bore me, but do you
really think that women are persuaded
by words?"
9 The man dropped his eyes. “No,”
he said llstlesuly. “I don’t. I know,
but I had forgotten, that women are
l« r*uad«-d by love a Iona.”
“What J” cried Andrea.
•Wntnen," said the man. “know no
conversion except through love."
T have no Interest whatever In your
abafranh t»s ” said Andrea angrily. ”1
don’t rare a hal you think on nny «ub*
| lert under the tun. At this m*enrol
tbeg* |« «*h!j one (Mat that oncemv
look of regret in them frightened her.
“Well,” she continued, glancing away
hastily,, “do you *really want to—to
convert me?”
He started in his chair and If he
had been thinking of his personal
troubles, promptly forgot them. Had
it been merely a chance shot, he spec
ulated, or was this young lady pos
sessed of that rarest of virtues, a
quirk of mischief In the face of ad
versity? “Women know no conver
sion except through love,” were the
exact words he had used. He recalled
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f gefflng j
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you have them * ** U ,w i
afraid of thought In Ituetf and wt*.
you are freed of that fear you will
find that sincerity ceases to oe con
versational bad taste. It become*
rather a weapon, the only probe that
can pierce the armor oi individuals,
for of course you know that every per*
sonality wears a shell, thick or thin,
close-joined or loose.”
She turned her eyes and looked him
up and down fleetingly. “What else
will your philosophy do for me?” she
asked.
“What else?” he repeated. “It will
make you gloriously Independent—re
duce you to the three elements of con
tent—health, honor and an inner
flame.”
“Let’s begin with the innei flame,”
she suggested. “It sounds mystic.”
“But it isn’t,” he., replied. "It’s the
most practical thing in the world. Am
bition, illusion, youth, are a few of its
•Dinmoner appellations, but the one
•that comes nearest to imprisoning it in
a phrase is, hreaih o? life.”
Andrea studied him almost jipa-
tiently; Inwardly she was rebelling
tremendously at finding herself so con
tinually Interested by one who was !
even ot the moment >calmhr doing her
a greot wrong. If lie had spoken as
didactically about his precious phil
osophy she would have found herself
at once; hut he hadn't. In that point
more than In any other lay the charm
—charm? Well, call It chano. anyway,
of this unusual male.
Having thought the matter out with
a view to hearing him bmwae son*#
more, mhe said. "Cant you bring It •
liltle nearer?"
”1*11 try.” he answered after a pnnae.
"Breath of life In that •notify which
b>»i«!s hoeh a man from nmrrjlng for
m*mey and urges another to the dn
«en I on of wife and rtuklrm her* oat
he’s bored that makes a preacher leap
* fr*«m the pricking pinnacle mt dMgmn
to the hegrt mt the Red Light ftn
ewd his n«n dewtnwthm^ thni leads vhr
I log huM mt the herd in Impnttesw pnthi
«d tuhrtp medMovton In uhefi. NTs
the peepeTunt *tgHenee ad seif oi the
patent rtsh mt the sasd.
mt Mnated egasswn ’ ea
When the Blood It Bad
‘Dr. PWrm*s Oold-
ot bo ososiWd
Alton Park, __
m Modfeol Disoovsry cannot
M a tonic and blood
purifier. I have take
en it as a spring
tonic end to purify
the blood and U was
excellent. I also
found it good for
stomach trouble. And
Dr. Pierce’s Pleasant
Pellets are a fins
system regulator. 1
found them especial*
ly good for constipa
tion and bilious at
tacks and they also
tone up the liver and
drive impurities from the system in a very
mild way, never causing distress. I con
highly recommend these good medicines of
Dr. Pierce’s.”—J. 8. HUGHES, 114 Rogers
Bt. • .
A Household Remedy
Memphis, Tenn.:—“From my earliest
recollections Dr. Pierce’s Golden Medical
Discovery was a household remedy in my -
mother’s home. She always gave it to us
children whenever we became run-down or
seemed to need toning up. Mother is just
sa enthusiastic today in her praise of the
‘Discovery’ and I am sure she has been
repaid for the core she gave us when small
for we have all grown to strong and healthv
womanhood and manhood. I nave so much
faith in Dr. Pierce’s Golden Medical Dio*
oovery that I would never hesitate in giving
it to my own children should they become
sickly or weak.”—MRS. SADIE HOLT,
1428 La Flore PL
Rundown, nervous, oiomicn irouma
North Chattanooga, Tenn. r—“I have
been greatly helped by tmag Dr. Plsrws's
r I had become themotbarof twin
balwn and did not regain my strearh- I
was all run-down u» health and was in a
£>?momach^trowble. ^as^wwijd jorm anj
i so at times that 1 could seeredy get my
breath. I cannot bogie to ted how ruae*
obi* I was wntd I begea toklag Dr. PtsrwS’s
MsdUMO. I took threw botslss of MS
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It ttii» ««> that An<lr«‘a underNtiMMl them.
She drew a deep sigh, shrugged her
bare shoulders nud turned squarely to
her companion. “It Is too bad,” she
said, repeating his words with hitter
«mithnsis, “that I can’t forget thnt ou.
this night I lose everything thnt mat-
tj^rs—too had I can’t brush catastrophe
id ruin aside for the sake of a fool
moon and a cigarette.”
t As she spoke, the man braced him
self. “Everything that' matters,” he
repeated. “Ruin ! What have you lost
that matters? Wherein have you been
ruined?”
The girl stared at him, open-eyed.
“You know who I am, what I stand
■ for in my world, and how that world
will make a~chasm that I can never
recross after this night and you can
sit there aYid say it doesn’t matter and
ask where’s tl*e ruin?”
The man looked away from her tense
face. “The things that matter,” Jie
said quietly, “are health—first of body
and then of soul—honor that can stand
alone, and the flame of an inner lamp.
There is nothing else that really counts
and you’ve lost none of these. As for
ruin—” He turned his eyes back to
her and ih them was a gleam jof quiz
zical challenge. “Shall 1 define ruin
for you?”
“Please do," said Andrea, nnsmlllog.
“Ruin," said the man. “is burial.
Whether It's Pompeii or an entire civ-
own world. They swept over her nt | ilixatlon lying under strata of a ten
though they took the measure of her j tbrnianDd years’ stride of time—or no
loveliness for the first time. They J individual rotting under the sod of
veled with n flashing gate from her ! r,.nvmtioaa. It’s all aoe tod the
hair to her flashed rheoka, down ^ rhtng. * Kodtloe Is n tomb, and
her bare nock and Into the faery * yog go no deep In Its fogl sir that you
^^^^•^kerlUiiijMfroeA^uid^harejrns^kfw'p.bwnsinf the tin me of umi
r*m M* thnl MOHMgt ho fgmemhotwd dead In every totsgf and every pgr*
thnl tarry Mhevt starts and n trwnmfnd psam Thai. Andrea Mfenr. Is mini*
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tn, aft‘T all?
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ment on the
two pounds
'Tell Your Mister That I Shill Como
In Ton Minutoa.*
^^ravi
tt 1 :.
He
noted
an Id. ”Whi
The b«*vt ■|H*r
ramp represents an Inves
part of the husband of
t»*n shillings—say three pounds at the
most. Every girl child she bears and
rears brings him a hundred per cent
return, anil in addition she keeps house,
cooks, chops \vo<h}, totes water and
tills his fields.”
Again Andrea Jerked him out of his
role with her inconsequence. “What
does tote mean?” she asked rather icily.
“To tote means to carry, fetch, lug,
bear—”
“Thank you,” she interrupted. “By
tho way, did you mean to measure me
against that three-pound standard?”
“I did,” said the man.
She threw out Her arms in a gesture
of (Jus do sure and laughed. “To think,”
she said, “'that it’s only a few weeks
since I was knocked down to the high
est bidder at twenty thousand a year!”
“Not you,” said the man quickly.
“He wasn’t buying you. You never
even thought It. I happen to know him,
perhaps better than you do, and I can
assure you that the tinsel and the
pomp he was bargaining for, innocent
enough in themselves, would have be
come despicable and tainted by his
possession.” ,
He was silent for a moment; then,
just •» Andrea's Ups were opening to
a remark, he added. “Fm glad you
brought him to my mind. The thought
of him has freed me from my regret.
You’re here. I'm glad yon are. sod you
shall stay. The only . question Is
whether yon are going tn sulk or
whether pea will mnlle and accept the
mre of tho phlkmapAy sf eon tract a"
f •
11. •
at
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tdkikMMgMf of cemtmsts Is fegaed «g
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^ ~ *!■
CHAPTER IV.
The heat of the day had q
Andrea felt of her arms.
*oft and cool. She laid them <»n the
table and studied them aa though she
never had noticed them Kef ore. She
wls thinking that all her fright had
died away. She was alone with a man.
akme by over a hundred miles and yet
—never had she felt less lonely, more
secure, fche threw up her head, turned
to her companion with a smile and
said, “I’ve decided not to sulk. White
Man. Tell me what your philosophy
will do for me if I give It a tryout.”
The man drew’'a long breath of re
lief, examined'the ash oMiis cigar and
flicked it off. “First of all,” he began,
“it will lift a fever from you, the fever
of hastening from one little thing to
another. -Look back and tell me if
your memories aren’t all stock varie
ties; I mean don’t they all fall into
set and dry classifications?”
“I understand,” said Andrea. “You
mean they are att'chucked into about
six bins like staples at a grocery.”
He gave her a look of undisguised
admiration. “I mean exactly that,
My „ aophy will give you the secret
of the happy idle hour. Never again
can a city or a great fibuse quite
smother you, for It will be in your
pow’er to • sit spellbound, your eyes
fixed ten thousand miles away on a
girdle of high-peaked huts, or black
women pounding millet, pot-bellied
piekanlns at piny, a blotch of bronze
statues taking an hour off from pooe
and chanting the news of the hour."
“And an airplane/ added Andres,
"trying to push two surprised hots oat
of the way.”
The Man made an iMpstleot g>stare,
■▼here yon go," he nrlnlMoit. "pooac-
tnc Hawn omL om tho one parasnaJ
1;
ms eyea; aru«e. sru*ii n r«»pr on n
pulley and hauled. Tho circular mos
quito net rolled up from shout tbs
Uhls.
"Will you go to your room and ted
me If you have everything?" asked the
man. "Everything nectiitury. I mean."
Bowels Begging for Help
Torpid liver pleading far nsolstnnce?
How mrele^a la neglect these things
when I»r. Kings New Life Pigs so
promptty. mildly, jot effectively coma
to their relief I
I .earing the system unHeaned, dog-
eed bowels unmoved, results In health-
destructive after-effects. Let stlmo-
I. ting, tonic-in action I>r. King’s New
Life Bills bring you tho hanpine.vs of
regular, normal bow’els and liver func
tioning Keep feeling fit, doing tho
work of a man or woman who finds
relish In it Ail druggists—25c
(TO BE CON Tib UFD.) -
■ ■ . I ■ !!■ I Ml ■■■ —
A Whistler Anecdote.
A certain duke commissioned Whin
tier to paint hls'wdfe 4>nd Infant son.
the Marquis of Exe. Whistler began
the painting, and after a while an
nounced that no more sittings were
required, and the finished work would
be sent home in a few days. But days,
w’eeks, ninths, years passed and tbs
duke couldn’t get his picture. Finally
he caught Whistler In Pall Mall one
afternoon and the painter said: “1
find that one more sitting Is necessary.
If the duchess will bring the baby to
my studio in Tite street some day next
week—” ' “The duchess," said the
duke, “will be most happy to you
another sitting. The baby, however, if
In the guards."—San Francisco Argo
naut.
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