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V.,~ 177 - SYNOPSMS - Chaub W r..aL Is found murdered in -. hs New York. Mrs. Wran daD- %s r fronzr the city and iden 1Mes the bocy. A young woman who ac ~on ed WrndaUl to the Inn and sub 5Dtir di sapiarete. Ii suspected. - andaI; it app'arg. ha'd led a gay life i7letea. jua wife. 'Mrs. Wrandall back for New York in an auto dur ' eeene snow storm. On the way young woman in the road -tethe woman who killed FeeHng ths.tthe. girl had done jn. ridding ber. of' the man boubrabe-1ovshe dhim deeply. had - rea soo. .-rs. Wrandanl her: and takes her to WrandaRl hears the ton's Hfe. except that to Wrandall. This ato yeof the tragedy she forbids teW' She, offers Hetty a - b=7deurty from -peril fthe ragedy. Mrs. Sara Afletty attend the funeral Wnaanalat the home of his KAPTER AWV,-CMnlUMd. Shr a Wanda, on the small, d adfstranger in this.som oung woman in Wb9plce was' uncovered. am~oI~rjBSW*e lifted -so rrl 1l not know. of the deep. ajiehind them, in her d -At: the house an two before the time set for in eompany with the . t6 hir jesolution, the ~aflIs Wrandall had -re-. frM, the home. et his. te.last hour. She bat sure, in regad t N n anangements, but the id bd k tn place in h$ own - .any blocks ds.at from kir-Fifth a*v9pue. The Si -fe s hade ' received -W randall Leslie, his -. t or-them. They and not through tion. These two sympathy was not vzt4W~but peace. Twice days, Leslie had rVivian telephoned. fhis first visit, i uest in the house. time he called, he made Wtoask Sara all about her. h e sh. -gently closed, the te two women when, on of the funeral, they en t k lower-laden room in -od the casket containing the jhis brother. He left them sther in thit room for half r mqre, and it was he who to meet them when they -Sara leaned on his arm c~ae4ls the stairs to the room ~~~tb-others' were, waiting. The a~C~ gi followed. ~ rendli11 the elder, kissed Sa~w~d~r- her down beside her ~ocbN To heri own surprise, as as t15to the others, Sara broke downh ad 'pt bitterly. 'After all. she >aryfor Chnal mother. It 6 shehman Instinct, she could not it out against it. And the'older won au put away the ancient grudge -seheld against this mortal enemy ai&E3olvedInto tears of real com ',Utelater she whispered broken Stran~'s sear: "My dear, my dear, -1 hahs brought us togethgr. .1I hope I *W le a'rn to love me." gr. auglt-her breath, but uttered sor..She looked into her mother h-'seyes, and smiled through her ~tE Thea. Wrandalls, looking on in ruTu, ,.saw the smile reflected in the. -fofthe elder woman. Then It was 1 t~ viam crossed -quickly and put ~uarms about the- shoulders of her *abtei4u~w.The idiite flag on both I';t astietanstood alone and-wa ___ I - a ~at ofrcould be Imagined g~rfM~hi~~e~at the present mo virtually In the hands would.destroy her; she '~z~t~e ~ouse of..those who most y'ere affectfed by her act on *~ilgif Among them all she *tee4iacing fhdm, listening to the mausadsobs, and yet her limbs did uofgivt.way beneath her.... Some ine gently- touchesi her arm. It wasaLeslie. She shrank back, a &sartal ipok In her eyes. In the semi dainse~ be failed to note the expres "Woatt you sIt here?" he asked, in dicatig the little pink- divan against th.-wslL- "Forgive me for lettIng you standso long." Sbg looked about her, the wild light stifllAher eyes. She was like a rat 'Hey' lips parted, but the word of thanks did not. come forth. A strange, * Inarticulate sound, almost a gasp, came Instead. Pallid as a ghost, she dropped limply to the divan, and dug her dingers into the sny seat. As If fascinated, she statd over the black heads of the three women imme diately In front of her at the -full length portrait hanging where the light from the hail fell upon It: the portrait of a dashing youth in riding .A moment later Sara Wrandall came over and sat beside her. The girl shivered as with a-mighty chill when the warm hand of her friend fell upon hers and enveloped it in a firm clasp. "His- mother kissed me," whispered lara. "Did you see?" The girl could not reply. She could BELLOWS NOW LITTLE USED Once Almost indispensable Furniture of Every Kitchen H-as Been Large ly Done Away With. The bellows, In the forms in which snee It was familiar In every house iold, Is still used in homes where open -res are maintained, but the giant bel :ows that In old times was as neces cary an adjunct of the blacksmith's shiop as the forge itself, is steadily be. :g supplanted by blowers of other Now the village blacksmith takes :awn the big old time bellows, stores .on the beams up under the roof and stalls near the fire a compact little )tary blower which is operated by .rnlng a crank, and where electricity -available men now use that for ..wing purposes. In a long established city black n?Ith shop located on the downtown~ '.'terfront, where once, across the y, the wharves wer lined with tall ,..4 -a4.mn. shlp the was in ThE COPy//WT /9/2 0 only stare at the open door. A small, hatchet-faced man had come up from below and was nodding his head to Leslie Wrandall-a man with short side whiskers, and a sepulchral look in his eyes. Then, having received a sign from Leslie, he tiptoed away. Al most instantly the voices or people singing softly came from some distant remote part of the house. And then, a little later, the per fectly modulated voice of a man in prayer. Back. of her, Wrandalls; beside her, Wrandalls; beneath her, friends of the Wrandalls; outside, the rabble, those who would join with these black, raven-like specters in tearing her to pieces if they but knew! The droning voice came up from be low, each well-chosen word distinct and clear: tribute beautiful to the Irre proachable character of the deceased. Ieslie watched the face of the girl, curiously fascinated by the set, emo tionless features, and yet without a conscious 'interest In. her. He was dully sensible to the fact that she was beautiful, uncommonly beautiful. It did not oecur to him to feel that she was out of place among them, that she belonged down stairs. - Somehow she was a part of- the surroundings, like the specter'at the feast. If he could have witnessed all that tiispired while Sara was in the-room low with her guest-her companion, as he come to regard her without having in fact been told as much-he would have been lost in a maze of the most overwhelming emotions. To go back: The door had barely closed behind the two women when Hetty's trembliig knees gave way be neath her. With a low moan of hor ror, she slipped to the floor, covering her face with her hands. Sara knelt -beside her. "Come," she said gently, but firmly; "I must exact this much of you. If we are to go on together, as we have planned, you must stand beside me at his bier. Together we must look upon him for the last time. You must see him as I saw him up there in the country. I had my cruel blow that night. It isyour turn now. . I will not blame you for what you did. But if you expect.me to go on believing that you did a brave thing that night, you must convince me that you are not a coward now. It is the only test I shall put you to.. Come; I know It is hard, I know it is terrible, but it is the true testpof your ability to go through with It to the end, I shall know then that you have the courage to face anything that may come up."' She waited a long time, her hand on the girl's shoulder. At last Hetty arose. "You .are right," she said hoarsely "I should not be afraid." -Later on they sat, over against the wall beyond the casket, -into which they had peered with widely varying emotions. Sara had said: "You know that I loved him." The girl put her hands to her eyes and. bowed her head. "Oh, how can you be so merciful to me?" "Because he was not," said Sara, white-lipped. Hetty glanced at the half-averted face with queer, indescrib able expression in her eyes. If Leslie Wrandall could have looked 'in upon 'them at that moment, or at any time during the half an hour that followed, he would have )mnown who was tha slayer of his brother, but It Is doubtful If he could have had the heart to denounce her to the world. When they 'were ready 't leave the .room Hetty- had regained control of Hetty's Trembling Knees Gave Way Beneath Ner. her nerves to a most surprising extent, a condition unmistakably due to the influence of the older woman. "I can trust myself now, Mrs. Wran dall," said Hetty steadily as they hes itated for an instant before turning the knob of the door. "Then I shall ask you to open the door," said Sara, drawing back., Without a word or a look, Betty opened the door and permitted the other to pass out before her. Theni she followed, closing It gently, even| deliberately, but not without a swift1 glance over her shoulder Into the1 depths of the room they were leaving. Of the two, Sara' Wrandall was the ed to blow the fire he rested one hand and forearm on the end of the long lever and swayed on It gently, while with the other hand, occasionally he1 patted the fire. But now?] Now from the wharves across the way the sailing ships have disap peared, and from this old waterfront blacksmith's shop the old time bellows] has disappeared, too. The anvil is still there, to be sure, and people halt nowi just as they have always done, to look in and see the sparks fly when the1 blacksmith and his helper strike on1 the redhot Iron; but now when the blacksmith wants to blow on the fire he doesn't put his arm on a big bellows lever and sway and sway; now he simply reaches up and moves a little switch. That starts a steady blast. which can be regulated to any force that may be required. The Tangerine. When the tange~rine orange was urst introduced into China, it was so highly esteemed that it we~s given as a gift to the mandarins. and hence 0HolloN .4* of] or e Bar paler as they went up the broad stair. ease with Leslie. The funeral oration by the Rev. Dr. Maltby dragged on. Among all his hearers there was but one who be. lieved the things be said of Challis Wrandall, and she'was one of two per sons who, so they saying goes, are the last to find a man out; his mother ald his sister. But in this instance the mother was alone. The silent attentive guests on the lower floor listened In grim app'roval: Dr. Maltby was doing himself proud. Not one but all of them knew that Maltby knew And yet how soothing he was. By the end of the week the murder of Challis Wrandall was forgotten by all save the police. The inquest was ver, the law was fbaffled, the city was serenely waiting for its next sensa tion. No one cared. Leslie Wrandall went down to the steamr to see his sister-in-law off for Europ. -"Goodby, Miss Castleton," he said, as he shook the hand of -the slirn young Englishwoman at parting. "Take good .care of Sara. She needs a friend, a good friend, now. Keep her over there until gie has-forgotten.' CHAPTER V.' Discussing a Sister-in-Law. "You remember my sister-in-law, don't you, Brandy?" was the question that Leslie Wrandall put to a friend one afternoon, as they sat arearily in a window of one of the fashionable up. town clubs, a little more than a year after the events -described in the fore going chapters. Drearily, I have said, for the reason that it was Sunday, and raining at that. "I met Mrs. Wraidall a few years ago in Rome," said his companion, re neiving interest in a conversation thsat had died some time before of its own exhaustion. "She's most attractive. I saw her but once. I think it was at somebody's fete." "She's returning to New York the end of the month," said Leslie. "Been abroad for over a year. She had a villa at Nice this winter." "I remember her quite well. I was of an age then to be particularly sen sitive to female loveliness. If I'd been staying on in Rome, I should have screwed up the courage, I'm sure, tc have asked her to sit for me." Brandon Booth was of an old. Phila delphia family: an old and wealthy family. Both views considered, he was qualified to walk hand in glove with the fastidious Wrandalls. - ' mother was charmed with. cause she was also the moth--: an. The fact that he went in-~ trait painting and seemed .. subsisting on the generosit * father, preferring to live by. ent, in no way operated aga' so far as Mrs. Wrandall erned. That was his. loo hers; -If he elected to tha " thing, all well and good. afford to be eccentric; there n the perspective he scorned f a huge fortune to offset . Idiosyncrasies he might choe -- tivate. ISome day,-in spite of imn.. she contended serenely, he would be ery, very rich. What could be more esirable than fame, family and for une all heaped together and thrust pon one exceedingly interesting and andsome young man?. He had been the pupil of celebrated raftsmen and painters in Europe, and had exhibited a sincerity of purpose that' was surprising, all things con sidered. The mere fact that he was not obliged to paint in order to obtain . living wds, suffcesnt cause for won der among ''the artists he miet and Btuded With or under His studlio In New York'was not a fashionable resting place. It -was a workshop. You could have'tea there, f course, and you were sure to meet people you knew and liked; but It was quit'e as much of a workshop as any ou could mention. He was not a abbler In art, not a mere dauber of pigments: he was an artist. Booth was thirty--perhaps a year r two older; tall, dark and good look ing. The air of the thoroughbred rnared him. He did not affect loose, oWing cravats and baggy trousers, or was he careless about his finger nails. He was simply the ordinary, every-day sort of chap you would meet in Fifth avenue during parade hours, and you would take a second Look at him because of hts face and anner but not on account of his iress. Some of -his ancestors came ver ahead of the Mayflower, but he d not gloat. Leslie Wrandall was his closest riend and harshest citic. It didn't eally matter to Booth what Leslie said of his paintings: he quite under stood that he didn't know anything about them. "When does Mrs. Wrandali return?" isked the painter, after a long period f silence spent in contemplation of he gleaming pavement beyond the lub's window. "That's queer," said Leslie, looking ip. "I was thinking of Sara myself. 3he sails next week. I've had a let er asking me to open her house in e country. Her place is about two niles from father's. ' It hasn't been )pened In two years. Her father built lescendant of the ancient mandarin ,range. In the last few years there seems :o have been a falling off In the popu larity of these dainty, little glove or onges, as they used to be called. Pos ibly it is because the modern navel ,range, with its sweetness and de ightful flavor, is so plentiful. Even so, the appetizing little tanger ne ought to have a bigger place than .t has at present. It would seem that :he very fact that the tangerine skin eels off so readily would Insure Its opularity. But there are fashions .n food, as well as in clothes, and the a-heel of fashion revolves from time :o time. Perhaps when bustles are n again the tangerine will be a daily -isitor to our tables. improve incandescent Light. An incandescent gas mantle which as become carbonized or blackened by use may be clean~ed by throwing a lualtity er? bit ufp,Li it while It 1s glowing. 'Tl W th offect of Ianilg theC -- of. Inceasing the Fler Ha. r McCutct >oyg// BY MDDMEA4D Se. CO/IR it fifteen or twenty years ago, and left it to her when he died. She and Challis spent several summers there." "Vivian took me through it one aft ernoon last summer." "It must have been quite as much of a novelty to her as it was to you, old chap," said Leslie gloomily. "What do you mean?" "Vivian's a bit of a snob. She never liked the place because old man Gooch built it out of worsteds. She never went there." "But the old man's .been dead for years." "That doesn't matter. The fact is, Vivian didn't quite take to Sara unt:1 after-well, until after Challis died. We're dreadful snobs, Brandy, the whole lot of us. Sara was quite good enough for a much better man than my brother. She really couldn't helr the worsteds, you know. I'm very fond of her, and always have been. We're pals. 'Gad, it was a fearful slap at the home folks when Challis justi fied Sara by getting snuffed out the way he did." Booth made an attempt to change the subject, but Wrandall got back to it. "Since then we've all been exceed ingly sweet on Sara. Not because we want to be, mind you, but because we're -afraid she'll marry some chap who wouldn't be acceptable to us." "I should consider that a very neat way out of it," said Booth coldly. "Not at all. You see, Challis was fond of Sara, in spite of everything. He left a will and under it she came in for all he had. As that includes a third interest in our extremely refined and irreproachable business, it would be a deuce of a trick on us if she mar ried one of the common people and set him up amongst us, willy-nilly. We don't want strange bedfellows. We're too snug-and I might say, too smug. Down in her heart mother Is saying to herself it would be just like Sara to get even with us by doing just that sort of a trick. Of course Sara is rich enough without accepting a sou under the will, but she's a canny person. She hasn't handed It back to us on a silver platter, with thanks; still, on the other hand, she refuses to meddle. She makes us feel pretty small. She won't sell out to us. She just sits tight. That's what gets under the skin with mother." "I wouldn't say that, Les, if I were in your place." "It is a rather priggish thing to say, isn't it?" "Rather." "You see, I'm the only on~e who :;took sides with Sara. I forget sometimes. .She was such a all those years." :h was silent for a moment, not a reflective look in his compan -yes. ippose the police haven't. gi~en~ hpe that sooner ora later the - woman .will do --something to erself away," said he. .y don't take any- stock in my that she made way with herself .me night. I was talking with tief yesterday. He says that a '* who had wit tocover up her as she did, is not the kind to .a.eway with herself. Perhaps he's right. It sounds reasonable. 'Gad, I felt sorry for the poor girl they had up last spring. She went through the third degree, if ever anyone did, but, by Jove, she came out of It all right. The Ashtley girl, you remember. I've dreamed about that girl, Brandy, and what they put her through. It's a sort .of nightmare to me, even when I'm awake. Oh, they've questioned others as well, but she was the only one to have the screws twisted in just that way." . "Where is she now?" "8he's comfortable enough now. When I wrote to Sara about what she'd been through, she settled a neat bit of money on her, and she'll never want for anything. She's out west somewhere, with her mother and sis ters. I tell you, Sara's a wonder. She's got a heart of gold." "I look forward to meeting her, old man.'' "I was with her for a few weeks this winter. In Nice, you know. Viv ian stayed on for a week, but mother had to get to the baths. 'Gad, I be lie she hated to go. Sara's got a most adorable girl staying with, her. A daughter of Colonel Castleton, and she's connected in some way with the Mrgatroyds-old Lord Murgatroyd, you know. I think her mother was a niece of the-old boy. Anyhow, mother and Vivian have taken a great fancy to her. That's proof of the pudding." "I think Vivian mentioned a com panion of some sort." "You wouldn't exactly call her -a companion," said Leslie. "She's got money to burn, I take It. Quite keeps up with Sara in making it fly, and that's saying a good deal for her resources. I think it's a pose on her part, this calling herself a companion. An Eng lisli joke, eh? - As a matter of fact, she's an old friend of Sara's and my brother's too. Knew them In England. Most delightful girl. Oh, I say, old man, she's the one for you to paint" Leslie waxed enthusiastic. "A type, a positive type. Never saw such eyes In all my life. Dammit, they haunt you. You dream about 'em." "You seem to be hard hit," said CURE DOGS OF EATING EGGS Small Amount of Tartar Emetic Wll Break the Habit, According to Authority. When eggs are bringing top rices in the market nothing Is more dis couraging than to find, on making the round of the nests that the dog has been there before you. Often this parasite on hennery profits is a fam ily pet that the owners do not wish to kill. But as with other pests, remedy lies only with killing or curing. Here is a cure which I have used success fully: Buy one dram of tartar emetic this is a poison and should be handled with the greatest of care. Under no circunmstances sholud the powder be placed where it is accessible to chil dren. Pip a small piece out of an eggshell, pour out a little of the contents and put about as much of the tartar emetic ns will cover the point of a ml pocket knife into thle shell. Paste a Ia suin dei or white varer nu h nd ieon Booth indifferently. He was watching the man In the "slicker" through moody eyes. "Oh, nothing like that," disclaimed Leslie with unnecessary promptness. "But If I were given to that sort of tling, I'd ibe bowled over in a minute. Positively adorable face. If I thought you had it in you to paint a thing 'as It really is I'd commission you mys'lf to do a miniature for me, just to hate It around where I could pick it up when I liked and hold it between my hands, just as I've often wanted to hold the real thing." 1 4 4 S a S * Sara Wrandall returned to New York at the end of the month, and Lefle met her at the dock, as he did Dn an occasion fourteen months ear lier. Then she came in on a fierce gale from the wintry Atlantic; this time the air was soft and balmy and sweet with the kindness of spring. It was May and the sea was blue, the land was green. Again she went to the small, exclu sive hotel ne'ar the park. Her apart ment was closed, the butler and his wife and all of their hastily recruited ompany being in the country, await ing her arrival from town. Leslie at tended to everything.' le lent his re sourceful man servant and his motor to his lovely sister-in-law, and saw to It that his mother and Vivian sent fowers to the ship. Redmond Wran dall called at the hotel' immediately after banking hours, kissed his daugh ter-in-law, and delivered an ultimatum second-hand. from the power at home: she was to come to dinner and bring Miss Castleton. A little quiet family dinner, you know, because they were all in mourning, he said in conclusion, vaguely realizing all the while that it really 'wasn't necessary to supply the information, but, for the life of him, unable to think of anything else to say under the circumstances. Some how it seemed to him that while Sara was in black she was not in mourning in the same sense that the rest of them were. It seemed only right to acquaint her with the conditions in his household. And he knew that he de served the scowl that Leslie bestowed upon him. Sara accepted, much to, his surprise and gratification. He had been rather dubious about It. It would not have surprised him in the least If she had declined the invitation, feeling, as he did, that he had in a way come to her with a white flag or an olive branch or whatever it is that a combative force utilizes when it wants to sur render in the cause of humanity. As soon as they were alone Hetty turned to her friend.-. "Oh, Sara, can't you go without me? Tell them that I am ill-suddenly Ill. [-I don't think It right or honorable of me to accept-" Sara shook her head, and the words died on the girl's lips. "You must play the game, Hetty." "It's-very hard," murmured the other, her face very white and bleak. "I know, my dear," said Sara gently. "If they should ever find out," gasped the girl, suddenly giving way to the dread that had been lying dor mant all these months. "They will never know the truth unless you choose to enlighten them," said Sara, putting her arm about the girl's shoulders and drawing her close. "You ne'ver cease to be wonderful, Sara-so very wonderful," cried the girl, with a look of worship in her eyes. Sara regarded her In silence for a moment, reflecting. Then, with a swift rush of tears ,to her eyes, she cried fiercely: "You must never, never tell me all "You Must Play the Game, Hetty." that happened, Hetty! You must not speak it with your own lips." Hetty's eyes grew dark with pain and wonder. "That is the thing I can't under stand In you, Sara," she said slowly. "We must not speak of it!" Hettys bosom heaved. "Speak of It!" she cried, absolute agony in her voice. "Have I not kept it locked in my heart since that awful day-" "Hush!" "I shall go mad if I cannot talk with you about-" "No, no! It is the forbidden sub ject! I know all that I should know one of the nests, preferably In a se cluded spot, where the dog has been accustomed to pilfer. Put it where ha can get It quickly before the hens have a chance to crack the treated Having eaten this poison the dog be comes violently sick and will subse quently shun eggs. This means of curing the habit, though drastic, Is effectual. It will not result in the death of the dog unless an overdose is given. Some farmers use red pepper In stead of the tartar emetic, a pinch of pepper concealed in a baited egg >ften being effectual. Throughout the southern states Indian turnips when available are used in the same man ner. This is a pungent plant which. hen eaten, causes the tongue to smart and burn and often to swell. George H. Dacy in the Country Gen pLeman. Woman's Werle, "My hat goes off to all tho splon' did body of young woma~n who appear ll that I care to know. We have not aid so much as this in months-in ges, it seems. Let sleeping dogs lie. We are better off, my dear. I could iot touch your lips again." "I-I can't bear the thought of tat!" "Kiss me now, Hetty." "I could die for you, Sara," cried Eetty, as she impulsively obeyed the ommand. "I mean that you shall live for me," id Sara, smiling through her tears. How silly of me to cry. It must be he room we are in. These are the ame rooms, dear, that you came to n the night we met. Ah, how old I reel!" "Old? You say that to me? I am ges and ages older than you," cried Fetty, the color coming back to her ;oft cheeks. "You are twenty-three." "And you are twenty-eight." Sara had a far-away look In her yes. "About your size and figure," id she, and Hetty did not compre end. CHAPTER VI. Southlook. Sara Wrandall's house in the coun" try stood on a wooded knoll overlook ing the sound. It was rather remotely Located, so far as neighbors were con erned. Her father, Sebastian Gooch, hrewly foresaw the day when land an this particular section of the sub rban world would return dollars for pennies, and wisely bought thousands f acres: woodland, meadowland, beachland and hills,,inserted between the environs of New York city and the rich towns up the coast Years afterward he built a commodious sum mer home on the choicest poit that his property afforded, named it South look, and transformed that particular part of his wilderness Into a Million ,ire's paradise, where he could'dawdle and putter to his heart's' content, where he could spend his time and his money with a prodigality that came so late in life to him that he made waste f both in his haste to live down a ather parsimonious past. Two miles and a half away, in the heart of a scattered colony of purse proud New Yorkers, was the country home of the Wrandalls, an imposing place and older by far than South ook. It had descended from well worn an'd time-stained ancestore to Redmond Wrandall, and, with otha' f its kind, looked with no little scot. upon the modern, mushroom struo, tures that sprouted fromthe seeds of trade. There was no friendship be tween the old and the new. Each had recourse to a'bitter contempt for the other, though consolation was small n comparison. It was in the wooded by-ways of this despised domain that Challis Wran all and Sara, the earthly daughter of Nidas, met and loved and defied all things -supernal, for matches are made in heaven. Their marriage did uot open the gates of Nineveh. Sebas ian Gooch's paradise was more com pletely ostracised than- it was before the disaster.. The Wrandalls spoke of It as a disaster. Clearly the old merchant was not. over-pleased with his daughter's hoice, a conclusion permanently es tablished by the alteration he made In his will a year or two after the mar riage. True, he left the vast estate to is beloved daughter Sara, but he fast-1 ened a stout string to, It, a~d 'with this string her hands iwere ';.ed. It must have occurred to him tljgt Chal is was a profligate in more w~tys than one, for he deliberately stipu~ated In: his will that Sara was not tr. sell a foot of the ground until a ly~riod of twenty years had elapsed. A very polite way, it would seem, of making his investmenteafe in the facei of con siderable odds. He lived long enough after -he mak ing of his will, I am happy t.o relate, to find that he had made ng. mistake. As he preceded his son-in-law into the great beyond by a scant th-',e years, It readily may be seen that 14, wrought too well by far. Seventeen unneces sary years of proscription remained, and he had not intended. them for Sara alone. He was not afraid of Sara, but for her. When the will was read gpd the con dition revealed, Challis Wyandall took it in perfect good humor. He had the grace to proclaim in the bosom of his father's family that the old gentleman was a father-in-law to be iroud of. '?A canny old boy," he had announced~ with his most engaging smile, quite free from rancor or resen~..ment. Chal us was well acquainted eiith himself. And so the acres wers: strapp1ed to gether snugly and firm;f, without se much as a town lot protjiuding. So impressed was Challs by the far' sightedness of his father-inl-law thai he forthwith sat him dpwn and made awill of his own.' He wiould not have t 'said that Sara's fa~izer did' a whit better by her than he would do. He left everything he possessed to his wife, but put no string to it, blandly Iplying that all danxger would be past when she came ir~to possession There was a sort of gr~m humor in the way he managed to present him self to view as the real and ready source of peril. (TO BE CONTINU.ED.) and without complaining, go home at night and make or launder their lothes, and yet somehow keep in tuch with the world movements around them, with books and music and the drama. In my lifetime-and a few years ago I called myself yfrung -the miracle has been accomp)Tshed There never was anything like it be ore in any age. "Even the married wo en are .ioin, ng the ranks. They ecome interior dcorators; they set up manicurini establishments; they aint stage scen ery; they open millin ry'stores. Th~ey won't be content any longer to sit at home and do fancy work. And the nn who would wi and keep their affections must be p epared to share i their numerous interests."-Th4 His Strong oInt. The Caller-"You sa your son dia' Likes the country an ants to go to th city. Does he eem restive at o me" Mrs. Tun wist-"Yes, he's wful ratvye, ite n'tot FAZENDAS OF BRAZIL Ideal Homes of Wealthy Planters of Southern Country. Abolition of- Slavery in South Anier can State, Leaving - Many Fazen deros Without Labor on Vast Estates, Caused Decay. Rio de Janeiro.-The usual traveler to Brazil gets no further than the cit ies along the coast, and, indeed, so far as sightseeing Is concerned, there Is little to lure one into the intertor country; but if one would see the life of old Brazil beyoid the wave of scenic improvement, he has only to go a hundred kilometers or less from any of the* principal cities. Here he finds retrogression instead of progression, and the c'ountry seems practically deserted; but one's Imag ination can easily picture the beauty and ease and luxury of the Fazendori ans of little more than two decades ago, when gay life and proverbial southern hospitality - made the "faz enda" the ideal home of the wealthy planter, and the fields of coffee, sugar and rice were 'tended by care-free ne groes. In 1889, while her father was visit Ing abroad Princess Isabel, acting as regent, abolished slavery by a simple edict and left the Fazendero without labor on his vast estates; so now, as. we ride over this beautiful country with its low, rolling hills covered with the coarse wild grass and rank vegetation of the tropics, we come upon many stately fazendas with their walls crumbling-windows -gone and sparlous grounds grown thick with weeds-a ,tragedy closing the joyous life of "Empire Days" that so many elderly'Brazilians speak of in fond re meembrance. The entrance to these magnificent country. places was always between rows of royal palms, and these are now the one remaining mark of state ly elegance. They seem to stand. a living witness to the downfall of the aristocratic Fazendorian. The dead leaves around their gi gantic trunks that tower nearly a, hundred feet above-us droop as if to cover the. secret of a dire calamity; but above them, as an inspiration of hope for the future,,.the fresh, green leaves reach -their long, slender .fin gers toward, the -azure heavens in an attitude of supplication for a blessing on this stricken land-like the "Vestal Virgin", silently waiting to prove her goodness and purity. One speaks in a low voice and with reverence in places like this and of Typical Avenue of Royal Palms. things like this, for are we not all worshipers of the symbols of ease and luxury and mnoneyed wealth, and at the sight of their decay we mourn as at an empty shrine.. WAVE DEMORALiZED A SHIP A Lamp Was Short Circuited and the Whole Vessel Charged With Electricity. Boston.-How a huge sea which boarded the German steamer Warten fels wrecked the charthouse, smashed a powerful electric signal lamp, short cicuited the wires and for a time charged 'the ship with electricity was related by Captain Schow when the steamer arrived from Calcutta. The sea broke over the ship while It was off the coast. Chief Officer Voigt was thrown from the bridge and a beam from the- de molished charthouse pinned the Malay quartermaster to the deck. The vessel was rolling heavily and a human chain was formed to pull away the beam. When the end rman in the chain took hold of a steel stanchion he and all the others were knocked down by an elec tric shock. HELD UP ENTIRE LITTER! Customs Men Find Seven Dogs Where Only One Had Originally Been. Portland, Ore.-Because a blooded English. setter, bought by Eugene Simpson of this city, at Nanaimo, B. C., gave birth to six puppies while en route to Portland, the animal and her family have been held by Seattle cus toms officials, according to Information received by Mr~. Simpson. Gypsy Girl son paid $150 for her. A manifest ac companying her called for "one Eng lish setter dog," ar~d the customs m'en declared they could not pass seven dogs on It, even though six of them were only day-old iabies. Mr. Simpson says he may have to appeal to Washingion to get his canine family. Wear Pantaloon Skirts. Atlantic City, N. J.-Pantaloon skirts, fur anklets and straw hats were features of the fashion turnout on the board walk. They forecast styles to be seen in the Easter prom: enade. Mail Box Charged With Electricity. Chicago.-A. dozen persons who tried to deposit letters in a mail box on Forty-third street, did the same kind of a lively dance. The box in 'some mysterious manner had become charged with a strong electric cur Find Man's Ashes In Gutter. New York-The ashes of Carl Man~ tin, cremated October 31, 1904 were foiud in a smu~ an taa thegii#I0O ack en.TindawasmtM# Hoa-#ed Have you got " .continues? Or do yondet once In a while, -whendesv the. slightest cold? Hoarseness . means a condition of the vocal ord 2 vocal cords are way dbw larynx and when seibe& a hoarseness should cause concern. - Peruna has been fouind: es excelent, remedy for such cases. We have received tes ia from responsible -people who have been relieved, of hoakseness. bW' Peruna. - Shoul& you want to vid a lot- of excelent -testimonlals A an aubJects write for the sent free by the PerunaC lumbus,'Oho. - Peruna can aleo beottndI tablet forM. Ask- you s or send to us.i et. BRIGHTSCHEME WENIWRN Well Planned, But Next m t Probable Mislater Will Use Stronger -Sag. Nothing If not'ambitious, the minister determined. on a plan to gain him greatr popularity... "Well, John," he saidto .the beadW after-service oneSunday, "I as jo thinking it might greatly On my sermons if you would oblige. by SS ing 'Amen now and again." "Right! Right!, 1 wil, M ir. hoo am I tae ken 'whaun taei Amen'?" inquired sturdy John W "I'll have a bag o' green Me". side mne, John, and if you just ,t -' der the pulpit I'll -drop one when wish you to speak," was the repy. The following Sunday all went we. until of a sudden John exclaime hurriedly: "Amen! adten! u s John," the mni h pered, "the bag's burst!" - LEASE -BUS1aTTE inTER Mileg a~ -h Boydton, Va.-Mrs. Fannie this town, says: "I am sure I have been in my grave, had it n been for Cardui, the woman'suo ,' 0 and . I certainly cannot praise i enough,~for it Is worth Its gold. .I am, today, a walki tisement for Cadul. Befoie taking Cardul, I couldlAy, wak across the- foor, I wasuo [ underwent .an operationlatsrg for womanly trouble, buteli . After using 8 bottles 4 Card the woman's tonice my ulcers we. all gone, I can eat hearty wthout ng any pain, feel fne In evellar ork all day, and canalk a day without feeing tired. Please publish this letter, asw uld like for, every woman, to know what Cardue did for me." Many lett[Ors simila to the above, come to us, unsolicited, eyery day. This one should'surely convinces you of the merit of Cardul, as it expresses the earnest sentiment of a lady-who has tried it. If you suffer from any of the numer ous ailments so common' to women, such as headache, bhckahe, nervous ness,weakness, pains ini sidEasd11imbs sleeplessness, etc., begin taking Cardnz today. It wilhelp youa iselp. so many oathers~intlie paizalfcentul REMAINED DEEP IN SLi NE Porter Simply Associated Confusion of-Wreck With the Usual N~oise of Coupilng. The limited -express tore~ ma7. along through the midnight Suddenly the -Ih enginer to the lever and s~b'r~ sparks fiew from the .agas locked -wheels .slid along'f cry of palri; The .lights- were- exin' guished as car after car toppled from the rails. -Then came a sudr~g sIlence, niore terrible than ,the ab' gratings of ~iron. on stepL -, ~ Some passengers made-torches f mm fragments -of wreckage and searit for dead and Injursd. A sound singu larly like a snore, Issued fromn a pile of debris. .Hastily removing .several pieces- of twisted Iron, they dragged forth a slumbering porter. "Great heavens!" they exclaimed. "Didn't you know there had been a wrpk?" '"Well, gemmin, I sho' felt some thin', but I done thought we was couplin' on do dinin' cah at Jackson." -Youth's Companion.. No Wonder. We had a perfectly killing time." "Where did you go?" "On a sleighing party." Children seldom realize how wefl off they are until they grow up-and then the circus parade has passed. LIFE'S ROAD Smoothed by Change of Food. Worry is a big load to carry and an unecesary one. Wheni accompanied by Indigestion it certainly Is cause-for the blues. But the whole trouble 2iay be easily thrown off and life's road be made easy and comfortable by proper eating and the cultivation of good . cheer. Read what .a Troy woman says: - "Two years ago I made the acquaint ance of Grape-Nuts and have used- the food once a day and sometimes twice, ever since. At the time I began to use it life was a burden. I was for years afflict ed with bilious sick headache, by indigestion, and nothing see relieve me. "The trouble became af had to leave my work for' time. "My nerves were in such .a could not sleep and .the d' was on the verge of-ne tion. I saw an adv- con' Nuts and bought a package for "What Grape-Nuts has done Is certainly marvelous. I sleep like a child, am entire from the old trouble and have a headache in over a year. I f a new person. I have recomm o others. One man I knew cipally Grape-Nuts while w the Ice all winter, and said felt better In his life." Name given by Postum Creek, - Micht Read' Wevllle," in pugs,