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SYNOPSIS. j e.rjad.pjound murdered b bcj ~York. Mrs. Wran nthe city and .Iden young woman who ao am to the Inn'and sub mered;' is. suspected startsback for New Yorl 40 hg.a;binga anomw storm ,,neeft ayoung woman i. - rova to-. be the' womat Zi M - - ipeenng - that th< a service in ridding bei n :a-.though .'she loved hIn bad,zeeed her. great : sorrow deterrnme -to shield hei t er to her own- home. Mrs -.r .-the story of Hetty Cas excepc hat- -portion that re and the .tory o! 'the! girl ever t< ~t~e~eera ettya bomne, friendshil oit icount of th -aindan 'and Hett Sal.Wrandall a -ara -Wrandal New York after as n A04Lesl ChaIs.jnales- him n Sara and becomes greatI3 Sara-sees -in Les -pV iMty for, revenge oz '.) m and reparation ,for, thr A .uerd at the hands 01 ~. radal bymarrI~ghis mur h La leslie. in com v % p t i rend Brandon. Booth. ax Tb3U5 %vnt.'~r t her .countL7y Place -j.MW-coej~e-,toSwathat be Us inaft -We - "~'~~A tI&TER VU-Coniid. ~Y6~AlI1 s ~le tayjng-here? - *eag his vooe to ax -)e rndaUl va d appecred to be Alse sawtonthe p!The one on thi en te one yo meabti in, the club-thf * Mer ize ho-" Ni tn. She'i ou must havi So that Is MIs Sshe? Didn't I tel She.is a type, Js1 -d maii-a really wonder her yesterday-and th4 -wondering how youman likeness of her'on th( veoe"Sad~ Leslie sar "Must have .had a good at her, my boy..' It isn't a you 'kn ow." "It Is an Impression at -. drew it from memory ~ '~mysouL " h e .mmensely gratified, I'n Y ieaven's sake, Les, don't b such afoo . as to show her the thing.' .edBoothInoconsternation. "She'4 "Ohigou. needn't worry. She. has a fihe -semid'of humor." -Bootifddn't know whether tolag oi scoarL H& compromised with him I~self by-slipping his arm through thai of his fiendl and saying heartily: "aIP ~h you the best of luck, oli - Thamka,' said Leslie drily. rCHAPTER Viii. "l Which Hetty is Weiglied. Both and. Leslie- returned to th4 e cEy Q Tuiesday. The artist left be bd~b~-~mmorysketch"-of Sara ~Wradsl~A~ie n- the solitude of hli ~vm..-ol after the-rest~ of the house s wapped in .slumber on the first of 'sstay at Southlook. It was 7'nof Hetty, and quite as wonderfu] a'thlymatterno fathelne but t Nt Was as Deeply Perplexed as Ever. *torly .'without the subtle something that Tnade the other nrotable. The craftiness of the artist was there; but -the touch of inspiration was lacking. Sara was delighted. She was flat tered, and made no pretense of disguls lng the fact. The discussion which followed the exhibition of the sketch at luncheon, was very animated. It served to ex cite Leslie to such a degree that he brought forth from his pocket the treasured sketch of Hetty, for the pur pose of comparison. The girl who had been genuinely en thusiastic over the picture of Sara, and who had not been by way of know lng that the first sketch existed, was Ycovered with confusion. Embarrss ment and a- shy sense of gratification were succeeded almost at once by a ~eeling of keen annoyance. The fact that the sketch was in Leslie's pos "MARSE HENRY"~ AND ROYALTY Watterson's intimacy With Louis Na poien Serves to Recall a Twain incident. It is related when Mark Twain was presented to the Prince of Wales he "was most graciously received by Al bert Edward, who took the great hu .morist aside and hold an animated cnv'ersation with him, and upon part lng obser -"I am glad to hav'e met you Mr. Clemens." sed and somewhat "Again, your roya with a twinkle in his - plied: "Why, don't en you were on top ng down and I was n coming up the to a forgotten broad." ofintimacy with my breakfast room were lceof Tuil restaurant just ..lN Thc COPYJP/C/fIP/2 session-and evidently a thing to be cherished-tookaway all the pleasure she may have experienced during the first few moments of Interest. Booth caught the angry flash in her eyes, preceding the flush and unac countable pallor that followed al'ost immediately. He felt guilty, and at the same time deeply annoyed with Leslie. Later on he tried to explain, but the attempt was a lamentable fail -ure. She laughed, not unkindly, in his face. Leslie had refused to allow the sketch to leave his hand. If she could have gained possession of it, even for an Instant, the thing would have been torn to bits. But it went back into his commodious pocketbook, and she was too proud to demand it of him. She- became oddly sensitive to Booth's persistent though inoffensive scrutiny as time wore on. More than once she had caught him looking at her with a fixedness that betrayed per plexity so plainly that she could not fail to recognize aa underlying motive. He was vainly striving to refresh his memory; thafwas clear to her. There Is no mistaking that look in a person's eyes.- It -cannot be disguised. He was as deeply perplexed as ever when the time came for him to depart h Leslie. He asked her point blank on the last evening of his stay if they had ever met before, and she frankly confessed to a short memory for faces. It was not unlikely, she said, that he had seen her in London or in Paris, but she had not the faintest recollec tion of having seen him before their meeting in the road. - Urged by Sara, she hid reluctantly consented to sit to him for a portrait during the month of June. He put the request in such terms that it did not sound like a proposition. It was not surprising that he should want her for a subject; In fact, he put.-It in such a Away that she could not but feel that * she would be doing, him a great and enduring favor. She imposed but one condition: The picture was never to be exhibited. He met that, with bland magnanimity, biproffering the canvas to Mrs. Wrandall, as the - subject's "next best friend," to "have and to hold so long as she might live," "free gratis," -"with the artist's compli ments," and so on and so forth, in airy good humor. Leslie's aid had geen solicited by both Sara and the painter in the final effort to overcome the girl's objec tions. -'He was rather bored about It, but added his voice; to the - general clamour. With half an eye one could se'e that he did not relish the Idea of Hetty. posing for days to the hand ~pine, agreeable painter. Moreover, It meant that Booth, who' could afford to ' gratify his own whims, would be obliged to spend a month or more In the neighborhood, so 'that he could do vote himself almost entirely to the consummation of this particular under taking. Moreover, it meant that Vivi an's portrait was to be temporarily disregarded. Sara Wrandall was quick to recog nize the first symptoms of jealousy on the part of her brother-In-law. The new Idol of the Wrandalls was in love, selfishly, Insufferably in love as things went with all the Wrandalls. They hated selfishly, and so they loved. Her husband had been their king. But their king was dead, long live the king! Leslie had put on the family crown-a little jauntily, perhaps cocked over the eye a bit, so to speak --but It was there just the same, an noyingly plain to view. Sara had tried'-to like him. He had been her friend, the' only one she could claim among them all. And yet, be ne'th his genial allegiance, she could detect the air of con'descension, the bland attitude of a 'superior who de fends another's cause for the reason that It gratifies Nero. She experienced a thrill of malicious joy in contemplat ing the fall of Nero. He would bring down his house about his head, and there would be no Rome to pay the fiddler. . * S e e * * Brandon Booth took a small cottage on the upper road, half way between the village and the home of Sara Wrandall, and not far from the ab horred "back gate" that, swung In the teeth of her connections by marriage. He set up his establishment In half a day and, being settled, betook himself off to dine with Sara and- Hetty. All hils household cares, like the world, rested snugly on the shoulders of an Atlas named Pat, than whom there, was no more faithful servitor in all the earth, nor in the .heavens, for that matter, If we are to accept his own estimate of himself. In any event, he was a treasure. Booth's house 'was al ways in order. Try as he would, he couldn't get It out of order. Pat's wife saw to that. As he swung jauntily down the tree lined road that led to Sara's portals, Booth was full of the joy of living. Sara was at the bottom of the ter race, moving among the flower beds In the formal garden. At the sound of his footsteps on the gravel, Sara looked up and instantly smiled her welcome. "I is so nice to see you again," she said, giving him her hand. "My heart's in the highland,'" he quoted, waving a vague tribute to the heavens. "And It's nice of you to see acquaintance was established, or that lIwas ever Invited to share his cup; but the lady who was keeping com pany with me then-she is still around. be sure, and still Imaginative, bless her dear old bones!--could. she de-! clared, distinctly see the dIshes come on and off the imperial table, and once she thought she saw him pick his Im perial teeth, and again she got -a glimpse of the empre s--who is now under the very roof of this hotel-I which she makes her hame whenever she revisits Paris. I wonder if, looking acros~s into the gardens of the Tuilleries ove'..4,he way,. she thinks regretfully of the 'at.-: Henry Watterson's Letter toTh Louisville Courier-Journal. Smile, and Others Will Smile. in an elevator of one of our large stores I saw a lady turn her head and In so doing, struck another lady's face with her feather, the lady struc was angry and scowled at the lady, and In so doing turned her h and struck with her hat ornamen HolloN or e Bar 5y GEORt q/ M EC/7D Y : -' me," he added gracefully. Then he pointed up the terrace. "Isn't she a picture? 'Gad, it's lovely-the whol' effect. That picture against the sky-' He stopped short, and the svntencE was never finished, although she wait ed for him to complete it before re marking: "Her heart is not in the highlands.' "You mean-something's gonE wrong-" "Oh, no," shp said, still smiling; "nothing like that. Her heart is it the lowlands. You would considei Washington square to be in the low lands, wouldn't you?" "Oh, I see," he said slowly. "Yot mean she's thinking of Leslie.' ' - "Who knows? It was a venture or my part, that's all. She may be think ing of you, Mr. Booth." "Or some chap in old England, that'E more like it," he retorted. "She can' be thinking of me, you know. No onE ever thinks of, me when I'm out ol view. Out of sight, out of mind. No; she's thinking) of something a long way off-or some one, if you choose tc have it that way. She smiled upon him with half closed, shadowy eyes, and shook her head. Then she irose. "Let us go in. Hetty is eager to see you again." They started up the terrace. His face clouded. "I have had a feeling all along that she'd rather not have this portrait painted, Mrs. Wrandall. A queer sort c' feeling that she doesn't just like the idea of being put on canvas." "Nonsense," she said, without look ing at him. Hetty met them at the top of the steps. The' electric porch lights had just been t4ed on by the butler. The giri -stood in the path of the light Booth was never to forget the loveli ness of her in that moment. He car ried the image with him on the long walk home through the black night (He declined Sara's offer to send hii over in the car for the- very reason that he wanted the half-hour of soli tude in which to concentrate all thb impressions she had made on his fancy.) The three of them stood there for a few minutes, awaiting the butler's an iouncement. Sara's arm was about Hetty's shoulders. He was so taken up with the picture they presented that he scarcely heard their light chat ter. They were types of loveliness so full of contrast that he marveled at the power of nature to create'-women in the same mold and yet to model so differently. As they entered the vestibule, a servant came up with the word that Miss Castleton was wanted at the telephone, "long distance from New York.". The girl stopped in her - tracks. Booth looked at her in mild surprise, a condition which gave way an ins -t later to perplexity. The~'look of -n noyance in her eyes could not be dis. guised or mistaken. "Ask him to call me up later, Wit son," she said quietly. "This is the third time he has called, Miss Castleton," said the man. "You were dressing, if you please, ma'am, the first time-" "I will come," she interrupted sharp ly, with a'curious glance at Sara, who 'or some reason avoided meeting Booth's gaze. ' "'Tell him we shall expect him on riday," said Mrs. Wrandall. "By Geerge!" thought Booth, as she left them. '"I wonder tf It can be Les lie. If It is-well, he wouldn't be flat tered If he could have seen the look in her eyes. Later on, he had no trouble in gath ring that It was Leslie Wrandall who called, but he was very much In the dark as to the meaning of that ex pressive look. He only knew that she was in the telephone room for ten min 1tes or longer, and that all trace of motion was gone from her face when she rejoined them with a brief apology for, keeping them waiting. He left at ten-thirty, saying good ight to them on the terrace.' Sara walked to the steps with him. "Don't you think her voice is love ly?" she asked.. Hetty had sung for hem. "I dare say," he responded absently. Give you my word, though, I wasn't hinking of her voice. She Is lovely." He walked home as If in a dream. The spell was on him. Far in the night, he started up from the easy chair in which. he had been smoking and dreaming and racking his brain Wr turns. "By Jove!" he exclaimed aloud. "I remember! I'ge got it! Arld tomor row I'll prove it." Then he went to bed, with the storm !rom the sea pounding about the ouse, and slept serenely until Pat nd Mai-y wondered whether he meant o get up at all. "Pat," said he at breakfast, "I want you to go to the city this morning and fetch out all of the Studios you can find about the place. The old ones are n that Italian hail seat and the late mes are In the studio. Bring all of hem." "There's a dlvvil of a bunch of thim," said Pat ruefully. He was not to begin sketching the gure until the following day. After luncheon, however, he had an appoint this lady was annoyed, but she had seen the others, and as 'he looked up she saw two gentlemen with broad smiles on their faces, and she smiled, nd soon the others in the car saw the umorous side, and there were smiles upon smiles in that gloomy store ele rator. London's Modern Fire Brigade. The London fire brigade Is rapidly becoming a completely motor-equipped fire fighting organization. Today Lon don possesses 97 motor appliances and two motor fire floats. It is now pro posed to spend In the near future 550,000 in providing 53 motor escape vans. 43 electric escape vans, 94 pe tro petrol electric motor pumps, 27 motor table ladders, 11 motor lor ries. 5 m or ladders, 15 motor cars, and a mn tor canteen van, or 249 new motor ap iances. In three years horses will be unknown in the Lon don fire brigad - Folly f Revenge. 'taking rev nge a man is but [ler II r M0Cutc *Z/41;92 SYA)ODMEAD S. 0 ment .to inspect Hetty's wardrobe, tensibly for the purpose of picking C a gown for the picture. As a mati of fact, he had decided the point his own satisfaction the night befo She should pose for him in the dair white dress she had worn on that casion. While they were going over the i tensive assortment of gowns, w' Sara as the judge from whom th( seemed to be no appeal, he casua Inquired If she had ever posed befo He watched her closely as he I the question. She was holding up beautiful point lace creation for I inspection, and there was a pleadi smile on her lips. It must have be her favorite gown. The smile fad away. The hand that dangled the g ment %eefore his eyes suddenly 1 came motionless, as if paralyzed. the next instant, she recovered h self, and, giving the lace a quick fil that sent its odor of sachet leaping his nostrils, responded with perf! composure. "Isn't there a distinction betwe posing for an artist, and sitting I one's portrait?" she asked. He was silent. The fact that he c not respond seemed to disturb her a The Girl Stopped in Her Track. er a moment or two. She made t common mistake of pressing the qu4 tion. "Why do you ask?" was her inqul When it was too late she wished s had not uttered the words. He h caught the somewhat anxious note her voice. "We always ask that, I think," said. "It's a habit.* "Oh," she sa'id doubtfully. "And by the way, you haven't swered." She was busy with the gown for time. At last she looked him full the facey "That'4 true," she agreed; "I havel answereg, have. I? No, Mr. Booth, II never poled for a portrait. It is new experience for me. You will ha to contend with a great deal of stup ity onmy part. ButlIshall try to plastic." He uttered a polte protest, al pursued the question no farther. H~ answer had been so palpably evasi that it struck him as bald, even as ward. Pat, disgruntled and irritable to t point of profanity-he was a pri leged character and might have swo if he felt like It without receiving tice-came shambling up the cotta walk late that afternoon, bearing ta large, shoulder-sagging bundles. . had walked from the station-a matt of half a mile-and it was hot. E employer sat in the shady porch, vie ig his approach. The young man drew a chair up the table and began the task af wol ing out the puzzle that now seem more or less near to solution. He b a pretty clear Idea as to the .period. wanted to investigate. To the best his recollection, the Studios publish three or four years back held the ki He selected the numbers and beg to run through them. He was searc ing for a vaguely remembered arti< on one of the lesser-known Engli painters who had given great promi at the time it was published but w dropped completely out of notice sol afterward because of a mistaken tion of his own importance. Booth's memory served him right,t fellow came a cropper, so to speak, Itrying to ride rough shod over pub: opinion, and went to the dogs. had been painting ' ly up to th time, but suddenly went in for most violent style of impressionis That was the end of him. There had been reproductions of I principal canvases, with sketches a: studies in charcoal. One of these;p tures had made a lasting impressi on Booth: The figure of a young wo an in deep meditation standing Int shadow of a window casement frc which she looked out upon the wo: apparently without a thought of it. slender young woman in vague re and browns, whose shadowy face w positively illuminated by a pair wonderful blue eyes. He came upon it at last. For a lo: time he sat there gazing at the fa of Hetty Castleton, a look of half-wC der, half-triumph in his eyes. The SOME ODD DEATH REPOR1 New York World PrInts r'umorc Returns Alleged to Be TMenl From the Records. The chief statistician of Wiscozns in examining death certificates l by physicians with the state boadi health, has discovered and disclos come of more than local intere They reveal such aberrations of sen and science in the diagnosis of d ease and the causes of death as merit consideration from reform' who wish to put nearly every act human life under medical supervisic A few instances must serve to illi trate the nature of a multitude. O report is this: "Went to bed feell well, but woke up dead." Anoth says: "Do not know the cause death, but patient fully recovered fri last illness." A third reported:"a Illness caused by chronic rheumatis but was cured before death." Si another: "Deceased never had .be atall sik. And this: "Died st xndd heon >s- could be no doubt as to the identit3 ut of the subject. The face was hers: ler the velvety, dreamy, soulful eyes thai to had haunted him for years, as he nov re. believed. In no sense could the pic ty ture be described as a portrait. It wat >c- a study, deliberately arranged and de liberately posed for in the artist's stu Bx- dio. He was mystified. Why shoul th she, the daughter of Colonel Castleton re the grand-niece of an earl, be engage< ly in posing for what evidently wai re. meant to be a commercial product 01 out this whilom artist? a Turning from a skilfully colored ful 'is page reproduction, he glanced at firs1 ng casually over the dozen or morf en sketches and studies on the succeed ed Ing 'pages. Many of them represente a studies of women's heads and figures 5e- with little or no attempt to obtain t In likeness. Some were half-draped, show r- Ing in a sketchy way the long gracefu: lip lines of the half-nude figure, of bar to shoulders and breasts, of gauze-liki et fabrics that but illy concealed impres sive charms. Suddenly his eyes nar en rowed and a sharp exclamation fel !or from his lips. He bent closer to th( pages and studied the drawings witl lid redoubled Interest. ft- Then he whistled softly to himself, 2 token of simple amazement. The hea of each of these remarkable studiei suggested In outline the head and fea tures of Hetty Castleton! She has been Hawkright's model! The next morning at ten he was al Southlook, arranging his easel anc canvas in the north end of the long living room, where the light from th4 tall French windows afforded abun dant and well-distributed light for thf enterprise In hand. Hetty had not yel appeared. Sara, attired in a loos( morning gown, was watching him fron a comfortable chair in the corner, one shapely bare arm behind her head; th( free hand was gracefully employed it managing a cigarette. He was, con scious of the fact that her lazy, half alert gaze was upon him all the time although she pretended to be entirely indifferent to the preparations. DimlI ho could see the int smile of inter ept on her lips. Hetty came In, calm, serene and lovelier than ever in the clear morn he Ing light. She was wearing the simple white gown he had cuosen the day be fore.' If she was conscious of the rather intense scrutiny he bestowed e upon her as she gave him her hand d In greeting, she did not appear to be -in the least disturbed. "You may go away, Sara," she said e firmly. "I shall be too dreadfully self conscious if you are looking on." Booth looked-at her rather sharply .ii Sara fndolently abandoned her corn fortable chair and left them alone iz a the room. in "Shall we try a few effects, MisE Castleton?" he inquired, after a period t & constraint that had lits effect om e both of them.. a. "I am in your hands," she said sim e ply. Id- He made suggestions. She fell intc be the position so easily, so naturally, Sc effectively, that he put aside all previ rid ous doubts and blurted out: eri "You have posed before, Miss Cae e tleton." k- She smiled frankly. "But not foi a really truly portrait," she 'said he "Such as this Is to be." i- He hesitateil an Instant. "I thini rn I recall a canvas by Maurice Hawk io- right," he said, and at once experienc ge ed a curious sense of perturbation. Il ro was not unlike fear.* e Instead of betraying the confusior r or surprise he expected, Miss Castle Is ton merely raised her eyebrows in "What has that to do with me, -Mr to ooth?" she asked. k-iHe laughed awkwardly. d "bon't you know his work?" he In ad uired, with a slight twist of his lip. e "I may have seen his pictures," shi of replied, puckering' her brow as If ii ed reflection. "Oh,'' she cried, with y. bright smile of understanding. "I see! n Yes, I have a double-a really remark h- able double. Have you never seen Het le ty Glynn, the actress?" sh "I am sure I have not," he said, tak se ing a long breath. It was one of re ho lief, he remembered afterward. "I: on she Is so like you as all that, I Couldn'1 io- have forgotten her." If "She is quite unknown, I believe he she went on, Ignoring the Implied comn in pliment. "A chorus girl, or something ic like that. They say she Is wonderfuill3 I like me-or was, at least, a few yearn at ago." e He was silent for a few minutes . studying her face and figure with thi critical eye of the artist. As he turn us ed to the canvas with his crayon point id he remarked, with an unmistakabl( Ic- note of relief in his voice: m "That explains everything. It mus1 - have been Hetty Glynn who posed foi he all those things of Hawkright's." m "I dare say," said she Indifferently A CHAPTER IX. s ' ~s .The Ghost at the Feast. f The next day he appeared brigh1 and early with his copy of the Studio ig "There," he said, holding it befori ce her eyes. She took it from his hani n- and stared long and earnestly at the ire reproduction. S such as: "Kicked by a horse shod or the left- kidney." "Died suddenly al us the age of one hundred and three. TC this time he bid fair to reach a ripe oiC age." "Deceased died from blood poi son, caused by a broken ankle, whici nnis remarkable, as the automobili ed struck him between the lamp and th4 ff radiator." A mother Is reported t< ed have "died in infancy." st. The significance of these reports lier se in the fact that they emanate from thi is- members of a learned profession to dealing with the practice of that pro rrs fession.-New York World. ,n. Somehow Good. te. A lecture by that brilliant crafts ne man and poet. William Morris, war ng not always a season of rare enjoy er e nt. Sometimes, according to Mor of ris' recent biographer. Mr. Comnpton ,mm Rickett, his lectures were dull, as or .st that occasion when he turned to one , of the ladies in his audience. and 11ll asked her how she had liked the lec td| "Not at all!" was the unexpected reply. "But I thnneht the enlor Ml "Do you think it like me?" she in quired Innocently. 'Amazingly like you," he declaret with convidilon. She turned the page. He was watch ing her closely. As she looked upoi the sketches of the half-nude figure warm blush covered her face an< neck. She did not speak for a ful minute, and he was positive that he I fingers tightened their grasp on th i magazine. "The same model," he said quietly She nodded her head. I "Hetty Glynn, I am sure," she sa. after a pause, without lifting her eve: Her voice was low, the worda not ver distinct. He drew a long breath, and she loo ed up quickly. What he saw in he honest blue eyes convicted her. Sara Wrandall came Into the rool at that moment Hetty hastily close the magazine and held it behind. he Booth had intended to show the r4 production to Mrs. Wrandafl, but tb girl's behavior caused him to chang his mind. He felt that he possesse a secret that could not be shared wit Sara Wrandall, then or afterwar Moreover, he decided that he woul not refer to the Hawkright picture again unless the girl herself broud up the subject. All this flashed throug his mind as he steppyad forward t greet the newcomer. When he turned again to Hetty, th magazine had disappeared. He -neve saw it afterward, and, what is more t the point, he never asked her to prc duce it. He thought hard over the situatoil The obvious solution came to him She had been at one time reduced t the necessity of posing, a circumstant evidently known to but few and leas of all to Sara Wrandall, from whoi the girl plainly meant to keep th truth. This conviction distressed him but not In the way that might hav been expected. He had no scruple about sharing the secret or In keepin it inviolate; his real distress lay I the fear that Mrs. Wrandall migb hear of all this from other and pe: haps ungentle sources. As for her poi Ing for Hawkright, it meant little o nothing to him. In hls own experienict two girls of gentle birth had served a models for pictures of his own mal ing, and he fully appreciate4 the ex gencles that had driven them to I1 One had posed in the "altogether. She was a girl of absolutely irre proachable character, who afterwar married a chap he knew very wel and wh,o was fully aware of that shor phase In her life. That feature of th situation meant nothing to him. H was In no doubt'conce'rning Hetty. Sh was wh'at she appeared to be: A gez tiewoman. He admitted to himself that he wa under the spell of her. It was ne love, he was able to contend; bti it was a mysterious appeal to some thing within him that had never rE vealed ~itself before. He couldn' quite explain what i was. ~ In his solitary hou~ at the cottag on the upper road, he was wont t take his friend Leslie Wrandall int consideration. As a friend; was it n< his duty to go to him with his sordi little tale? Was, It right to let Wrai dall go on with his wooing when ther existed that which might make all tb difference in the world to him? B inverably brought these deliberatior to a close by relaxing into a grim smil of amusement, as much as to say "Serve him right, apyway. Trust hil He Was Watching Her Ctosely. to sift her antecedrsts thoroughl; He's already done A and he is quil satisfied with the r~alt. - Serv thei all right, for that mater." - But then there was Hett& Glyni What of her? Hetty Glynn, real < mythical. was a disti'rbing factor i his deductions. If there was a rei Hetty Glynn and she was Hetty Ca teton's double, what then? On the flfth day of a series of rathe prolonged and tedious sittings, he we obliged to confine his work to an hot and a half in the forenloon. Mrs. Wral dal was having a few friends in it auction-bridge immediately after lund eon. She asked him to stay over s take a hand, but he declined. He di not play bridge. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Morris was delighted, for he h~a :1taken great pains to find neri dye. His le've of color. paif(wlat Iindigo blue, was as keen as he de light In - Gothk Art-Youth's ha panin. Toll Take- by the Sea. -In spite of beti# construction, mot accurate charts an& the contInued irn provemenit of lighttouse service, tb sea continues to take an enormous as nual toll in property and lives. Th marine dIsasters of 1913 amounted I money value to $35,000,000 in Britis insured ships and cargoes that wer totally lost On the great lakes aloni the storm of last'November rolled u a loss of $4-700,000. The above figure do not Include damages to ships an cargoes that were' ot total losses; fc thee. hedamag amount to ove Quit Apropos. - "You don't s m tobe interestdI these articles f current events, WI iam. Now, he 's an account of th A FREE BOOK That Teaches the People How to Avoid Catching Cold. The thirteenth edition of the "Ills of Life" is now ready for distribution. Be ginning on page three of this popular work on zoedicine, is an article stating in plain language how any one can avoid catching cold. The article was written by adoctor. It was written by a doctor eightf-four years old, who is a hale and hearty man. It is his boast, founded upon fact, that he does not catch cold. He thinks he knows the reason why. He explains it in detail in this book. Every family ought to have a copy of it. Sent free by the Peruna Co., Columbus, Ohio. Mr. 0. Fred Linstrum, 1923 University Ave., St. Paul, Minn., writes: "I con tracted a severe cold several years ago. i Through the use of Peruna I fully recov er'ed. I have never had any trouble since." Mrs. Henry Martin, La Motte, Iowa, says: "I have found Peruna to bp a great r remedy for coughs and colds of children. A dose at bedtime will relieve them all night."-Adv. Truly an Edition de Luxe, The most sumptuous copy of Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet" In i. existence is being sent from this 7 country in a few days to a purchaser abroad. The value of the book is be tween $5,000 and $7,500. It has been reproduced as an illuminated manu script on vellum, and the volume is notable as being the entire work of one artist, Alberto Sangorski, who has been engaged upon it for 18 months. The title it spelled in pearls a set in gold, and the cover is further e embellished with 214 rubies and 3 ( amethysts. Altogether 400 precious h stones are imbedded in the cover, eaci in a setting of gold. SFRUIT LAXATIE 6 FOR -SICK CHILE "California Syrup of Figs" can'i harm tender stomach,' liver and bowels. Every mother realizeq, after givini 0 her children "California Syrup o1 t igs" that this is their ideal laxative because they love. its ,pleasant tasti e And it thoroughly cleanses the tendei little stomach, liver -and- bowels with out griping. When cross, irritable, feverish oz breath is bad, stomach sour, look al the tongue, mother! If coated, give s t teaspoonful of this harmlesq "fruil laxative," and in a few hours all the foul, constipated waste, sour bile and r undigested food passes out of the bow; els, and you have a well, playful child 3 again. When its little system is full of cold, throat sore, has stomach-ache, diarrhoea, indigestion, colic-remem ber, a good "Inside cleaning" ihould always be the first treatment given. Millions of mothers keep "California Syrup of Figs" handy; they know a teaspoonful today saves a sick child Stomorrow. Ask at the store for a 50. e ent bottle of' "California Syrup of SFigs," which has directions for babies, Schildren of all ages and grown-ups -printed on the bottle. Adv. Also the 'Canal Zone. Teacher-How many zones are there, Bobbie? Bobbie-Oh, a whole lot. There's one torrid, two temperate, two frigid *and a whole lot of postal zones. Distress After Eating.' SIndigestion and Intestinal Fermen tation Immediately relieved by ta*int a Booth-Overton Dyspepsia Tablet. ~Buy a 50c. bottle at Druggists. Money refunded if 'they do 'not help, or write for free sample. Booth-Ovaton Coa, 11u Broadway, New York.-Adv. eNot En Regle 5"Her manners are so highly , pol SIshed." "Yes, but you know the dull finisi 2Is more fashionable now." When In doubt it's a good plan tc teti the truth. ~the food reache ehuzi movement k D r.ee a Medical Ad H -'kin, the blood Is parifi Hum n g~m Chu n DreP1 Medic lethe am ston to a 'h erehn arin~einfre bin faoabyknown for over for can tell you ofthe good it has d& Solbyall -mn&&~dmlersta The Wretchedness of Constipation CARTER'S LITLE ILIVER PILLS. IPurely vegetable -acts""I andCARTERS iver. cure IE Bilionens s PL s. ache, z.nes ad ndigestion. 'They do their duty 4 SAL PILL, SMALL DOSE, SMAIL PRIE Genuine must bear Signature PARK R'S HAIR BAL.SAM SFr Restoing Color' and Whenever You Ned Take ? The Old s ~ard A chill "Is Equally V Meas a General Stb L.iver, Orly Geut Eriches t the toicp Fever, iii* Ii' Mesothorlum and Radium; Mesothorlum 'differs from radium only in price and in a mqr. rapid loss of power. Whereas itlss been calculaied that It would geed ,00 years before the energy -of -a -gramme of. radium is reduced by- oneDA mesothorium retains Its "fu' eneigy only for the first few years. After this the force Is gradually dissipated. until after 20 years only abiit one half- of Its- original energy remains. Its great advantage over radium imits comparative cheapness, although even for mesothorium the enormous sum of $50,000 per gramme is being.asked. - Roman Stitch. Roman stitch Is used in egn ventional work and is for c ering leaves or the pe t of ARwer with a midzrib. Beglr the stitch at the top and work f;dm side: todd e, bringing the floss IWell dowi .on the rib each time. After the etitch is brought down to ter secure it with a cross stltcl a stitch is fastened before the next one Is taken and the tiny cross stitches in the-cen' ter form the vein of the leaf.-Chria tian Science Monitor. . GIRLS' GIRLS' TYIT, 0 aFYT UIlK Make it Thick, Glossy, lant and Remove Dand - Surprise for You. Your hair becomes light, wavy, fI=& fy, abundant and appears as soft; Ius trous and beautiful as a young girl's after a "Danderine hair cleane"'Just try this-moisten a cloth wlthfilttl* Danderine and carefully rav it through your hair, taking ohe smal strand at a time. This WMil- clean=e the hair of dust, dirt and excessive oils and in just a few moments you havet doubled the beauty of your hair. Besides beautifying the hair at-once. Danderine dissolves every pirticle o dandruff; cleanses, purifies and invig orates the scalp, forever stopping itcb lng and taling bai. But what will please you most will be after a few weeks' use-hen yo will actually see new-hair-4ne an downy at first-yes-but really hair--growing all over. the -scalp you care for pretty, soft -hair 'andl of It, surely -get a 2Zf'ent bottle o Knowlton's ,Danderine froin any 6t 4e and just try it. Adv. Prayer for Spring "Lord send an airly -sprin," pra the shivering billville parson. "No one with the rheumatism and the earthquake-chills In it, and snake& to frequent, but a clear spriAgtime of fish and freedom, hanancks and happiness, with jest enough plow4 for exercise, and time enough to ret-: on the river banks of life and dream that we are rich."-Alanta Constltu ton. - .IF YOU'RE GROUCHY It Is likely that your liver nieeds stir. ring up; Wright's Indian Vegetable Pills will set you right quickly. Adv Fireplaces. - "Fireplaces," says' a, womian aci tct, "should be placed' of the i'; side walls and grouped 'together, fcr this arrangement keeg the heat an the house and .provides that, whet. one fire Is lighted and the flues get warmed the-.other fires .all .llght ard drawr better." A frend-may be a chap who hopes that he -can use .you before you -ca' usehm. A little flattery now and then wm soen up the. toughest men. Dr. Peery's '*rifg Deedsho" ad- eapelg Woris. Ia . very whor. Adv. Nothing jolts a mea, man 4k dose of his own medicine. iser, p. 'k). the. l&, n thf1We and lm-n s we'sGd-u 'adkiny tonic--by asaSIng similte the liver t0 itr the 5 asn- are Raoethe red Mo. dad one feel freshanadaetive~ and heavy. Thet'mu neresses action of heart and arter eve In blood-taint of aycharacter. tract of native snmein plants'has, ryems Sveywbere same ndish-Oa oritfannWerunas5OnOunt ,ad a trial box andrll 6.ag boa,#. Anyway, the ma who is unable - get credit doesn't have to dodge up an alley when he sees a bill coleor coming. Doctor up that Cough-Dean's Menth~' lated ogh Dos are a sure relief for -a coughs and coldsS at Drug~. A Definite Positio. "How do you stand on this oyster question?" "I like mine best broiled on toas Putnam Fadeless Dyes .do not stam the hands. Adv. Don't curse your luck. It's the brA' of fate that generally has a finge the pie. Sore Eyes, Granulated Eyelids ad promptly healed with Romac Eye sam. Adv. If people were as good as their 'i uaries the recording angel would * -o be looking for another id a General ea rve's Meteess Tonic -Atst egthelfg Toulc, Because Ji Acs s# iseBod sat Bulds Up the Whole Sjstei. o ake Grove's Tasteless chill Tonic, as --da that It contains the well-knoVu sno equal for Malara, Chills an -te. Gives life and vigor to