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CHAPTER XIX. The Hollow of Her Hand. 'When Booth called In.the afternoon at Sara's apartment; he was met 1yE the news that she was quite ill and could see. nd one--iot even him. The- r doctor had been summoned during the night and had returned in the morn ing,- to find that she had a-very high temperature.- The butler could not enlighten Booth further than this, except to add that a nurse was com- 1 ing In to, take charge of .Mrs. Wran dal, more for the purpose of watching 8 her symptoms than for anything else, t he believed. At least, 'so the doctor t ha sid -- .t Vwo days assed before the dis tressed young man could get any defi- 1 nite news coicerning her condition. 3 -He unconsdonsly began to-think of It a " ia malady, -not a mere illnss, 'due a o course to a remark Carroll had t dropped when Sara had told him the hole truth 'of the tragedy 'and - of a 'ber own -vindictive plans. It was I Ctrol himsel dwho gave i- definite re- n port of Sara. He met the lawyer com- g -ng away from the apartment ihen he f caed to Inquire. a "SheL isn't out of her head, or any. t thing like that,''said Carroll uifeasily, but- she's in a ba'd- way, Booth. I'll h tiewl'you what Tthink is troubling her ir'than anythingelse. Down in her h iat, he realises' that Hetty Castle A'has got-to be brought face to face C ith the Wrandals." "The deuce you say!" C Today I-saw er for the first time. 1oft: mmediately she asked-ife If a Ahoigt '-the Wrandalls would treat d Irly. If they ever fMind out truth- about: - I sald,/i thought t Wlould.- I -didn't ha'e the heart her: that their evance un- i d ould be shift d from Hetty r bir, and'that'theyw uldn't be like 3 to forgive her .o e'stand she'd I Aki. She eem to care, how hat the W daus'think of her. E Say, e you any Influence reton?" c wish eresure that I had," said C koth. o inthink she-would come if you t ii'wer a- cablegram?" aul'goIng over-" "She n ,'w have your letter in a joipleof days,according to Sara, who C eeng to have a very faithful corre- c ndent In 'the person of that maid. -to think of the cable tolls I - te st few months! I sometimes t - ri f the maid suspects anything Sthanr a loving Interest In Miss C e 'Cat1to. hat I was about to sug stb~a: Couldn't you cable heron i - saing that Sara Is very Ill? Is. Wesiday. 1 -'will cable, of course, but Sara mnet not know that I've done It." . 1 -"Can you' come to my office tomor- is roifternoon?"I* g 1"Yes. Tomorrow night Ishallg overft? Philadelphia, to be gone- till t lFriday. Ihopeit willlnot be necessary I ormetto st'ay lbager. You never can i ~ teiabcout ttiese operations." t rIT*st everything will go well, c Sveral' things of note transpired t be-io ona on Friday.. - The Wrandalle arrived from Eu- a 'rpe, without'-tbe recalcitrant colonel. N~r.IRedmond Wrandall, who met them o attihedock, heaveda sigh ofrelief- a "Hewilllbe over on the Lustania,t next tsallng," said Leslie, who for e -some reason best known to himself -a wore a troubled look. Mr. Wrandall's face fell. "I hope not," he said, much to the indignation t c 'oEI~i m ' M lIf .1PEf 13 b c He Met the Lawyer Coming Away y, From the Apartment. of his wife and the secret uneasiness e -of his son. "These predatory connec- tl tions of the British nobility-"~ ti "Predatory!" gasped Mrs. Wrandall. sa " rea blood-sucking lot." went on ti the old gentleman firmly. "If he comes .to New York. Leslie, I'll stake ri -my head he won't be long In borrowi'ng a a'few thousand dollars from eacl. of hi us. And he'll not seek to humilir:.e us s by attempting to pay it back. Oh, I e know them." b .Leslie swali. .. - .ather hard. p, "What's the news here, dad ?" he asked estily. "Anyoy dead?"g "Sara Is quite ill, I hear. Slow fever of some sort, Carroll tells me."" NOT IN ALL THINGS GROSS s '1 ~Ifechanical the Age May Be, But It ~ Has the Best of the Spirit of '1 the Past. a I: Ours, says a veteran theater mans- a ger gloomily, Is a mechanical age, In a which less and less is lefttr to the hu- a man factor, to originality, individual- 5 Ity and the spirit. Ours is. indeed, a no mchanical age, but It is not an age 5 ''that dispenses, ~or is at all likely to a -dispense with charm, tjeauty and the l thngs of the spirit. To the broader d -- .ysan-like that of Wells-a mechani- f talage 'is an age "set free," an age ~ ththas mre time for study, contem- ~ tlnand right living. There is no u - ,2ri~onwhy' vulgarity and gross mate- c ~, ril~smsheuld 'capture the wonderful imchncal devices of the age; and Is plenty of eviden~ce that "the "is busy~ trying to utilize the c *le.Automatic players have t S '-andgood music, too- C o thousanlds of homes in f ad tura? districts. The b 4 "f tvey' Thc COPY/i'/G//7/9/2 Be "Is she going to marry Brandy 3ooth?" asked his son. Mr. Wrandall's face stiffened. "I ear I was a little hasty in my conclu ions. Brandon came to the office a ew days ago and Informed me in ather plain words 'that there Is abso utely nothing in the report." "The deuce you say! 'Gad, I wrote er a rather intimate letter-" Leslie ot no farther than this. He was omewhat stunned and bewildered by is private ieflections. Mr. Wrandall was lost in study for ome minutes, paying no attention to he remarks of the other occupants of he motor that whirled them across >wn. "By the way, my ddar," he said to Is wife, a trifle Irrelevantly, "don't 'ou think It 'would be righ. for you nd Vivian. to drop in this afternoon nd see Sara? Just to let her know hat she isn't withot-" "It's out of the question, Redmond." aid his wife, a shocked expression in er face as much as to say that he ust be quite out of his head to sug est such a thing. "'We shallbe dread ifly busy for several days, unpacking nd-well, 4oing all sorts of necessary ings.", "Shes pretty sick, I hear," mumbled "Hasn't she got a nurse?" demanded is wife. j- merely offered the suggestion In eder--" "Well, we'll see her next week. Any ther. news?" "Mrs. Booth, Brandon's mother, was perated on for something or other ay before yesterday." "Oh, dear! The poor thing! Where?" "Philadelphia, of course." "T wonder if-let me see, Leslie, nt there a good train to Philadel Mia at four o'clock? I could go-" "Really, my dear," said her hus and sharply. "tou forget how busy .we are, moth r," said Vivian, without a smile. "Nonsense!" said Mrs. Wrandall, In onsiderable confusion. "Was It a seri us operation, Redmond?" "They cut a bone out of her nose, hat's all. Brandon says her heart is eak. They were afraid of the ether. he's all right, Carroll says." "Goodness'" cried Mrs. Wrandall. ne might have suspected a note of sappointment in her voice. "I shAll go up to see Sara this after oon," 'aid Vivian calmly. "What's be number of her new apartment?" "You have -been up to see her, of urse," said Mrs. Wrandall acidly. He fidgetted. "I didn't hear of her iness until yesterday." "I'll go up with 'you, Viv," said Les "No, you won't," said his sister flat r. "I'm going to apologize to her for mething I sid to Brandon Booth. on needn't tag along, Les." At half-past five In the afternoon, e Wrandall limousine stopped In ont of -the tall apartment building ear the park, a footman jerked open e door, and Miss Wrandall stepped t. At the same moment a telegraph essenger boy paused on the sidewalk > compute the artistic but puzzling merals on the Imposing grilled doors the building. Miss Wrandall had Ifrself an unced by the obsequious doorman, d stood by in patience to wait for e absurd rule of the house to be anied out: "No one could get in iihout being announced from below," id the doorman. "I c'n get In all right, all right," said e messenger boy, "I got a tellygram r de loldy." "Go to the rear!" exclaimed the orman, with some energy. While Misse Wrandall waited in ara's reception hall on the tenth floor, e messenger, having traversed a ore devious route, arrived with his esseg~e. Watson took the envelope and told1 m to wait. Five minutes passed. [iss Wrandall grew very uncomfort ble under the persistent though com imentary gaze of the street urchin. e stared at her, wide-eyed and ad iring,his tribute to the glorious. She] ~ared back occasionally, narrow-eyed rid reproving, her tribute to the gro ~sque. "Will you please step Into the draw g-room, Miss Wfandall," said Wat-1 n, returning. He led her across the nal foyer and threw open a door. e passed into the room beyond. Then he turned to the boy who stood1 aside the hall seat, making change r a .quarter as he approached. ere," he said, handing him the re ~ipt book and a dime, "that's for ,u." He dropped the quarter into his n pocket, where it mingled with lns that were strangers to It up to iat instant, and Imperiously closed e door behind the boy who failed to1 y "thank you." Every man to his ade! There was- a woman in the drawing-1 om when Vii lan entered, standing I eli over against the windows with 1 r back to -the light. The visitor opped short In surprise. She had pected to find her sister-In-law In d, attended by a politely superior< erson in pure white. "Why, Sara," she began, "I am so 1 Lad to see you are up and-" The other woman came forward.< But I amt not Sara, Miss Wrandall," ~hool, museum and cultural agency. hey will democratize science. They ill make "dry" studies attractive. hey will steadily elevate the stand- < rds of popular entertainment, annex g the spheres of romance, adventure d beauty. Our mechanical age en bles polar explorers to take music 1 long with them, but has It killed the it of polar explorations? Our age I s given us aeroplanes, but has It de-1 Lroyed the spirit of the airmen? Is 1 r age deficient in courage. benevo ~nce, appreciation of natural won-i ers and the finer achievements of ian? Knowledge and invention shall iake us freer, and freedom from too ionotonous, grinding toil will make s more truly human, more truly so tal and civilized. < Nettles Proof of Man's Presence. Nettles are said to be an almost ertain proof that man has lived on I e spot. One British 'species, the so alled Roman nettle, Is said to be und only where the Romans navec een. Coles, the seventeenth century erbalist, explains: - "It grows both she +torn of Liddea hi Ronney. ndr I rHo11o3 Barr Y C' RC~ 5R N57rj-'i : COPY,%A she said, in a well-remembered voice. an "How do you do?" inx Vivian found herself looking Into wi the face of Hetty Castleton. Instantly he she extended her hand. oV "This is a surprise!" she exclaimed. all "When did you return? Leslie told po me your plans were quite settled when Of he saw you in Lucerne. Oh, I see! Of res course! How stupid of me. Sara sent trE for you." rei "She. has been quite ill," said Het- Ca ty, non-committally. "We got in yester- no day. I thought my 'place wad here, too naturally." set "Naturally," repeated Vivian, in a an detached sort of way. "How is she th( today? May I see her?" his "She is very much better. In fact, he is sitting up in her room." A warm ty lush suffused her face, a shy smile ap- me peared in her eyes. "She'is receiving the me j~out nu ag f the ON In Sfra --- let co: me as he he dc da Cu we Vivian Fond Herself Looking Into the Face of Hetty Castleton. ION two gentlemen visitors, to be perfectly ce: onest, Miss Wrandall, her lawyer, Mr. 10' Carroll, and-Mr. Booth." ha They were seated side by side on he the uncomfortable Louis Seize divan In the middle of the room. bu "Perhaps she won't care tosee me. to fter an audience so fatiguing," said WE Unss Wrandall sweetly. "And so ex- hh sperating," she added, with a smile. tn Hetty looked her perplexity. he "But she will see you, Miss Wran- de all-if you don't mind waiting. It is WC . business conference they're hav- ce: An Ironic gleam appeared in the cor- oti ner of Vivian's eye. "Oh," she said, co and waited. Hetty smiled uncertain y. All at once the tall American girl ee* was impressed by the wistful, almost thi humble look in the Englishwoman's " eyes, an appealing look that cansed co: her to wonder not a little. LIke a lash foi she jumped at an obvious conclusion, an and'almost 'caught her breath. This so irl loved Booth and was losing him! do Vivian exulted for a moment and then, with an imipulse she could not quite cataogue, laid her hand on the other's by slim fingers, and murmured somewhat la~ iazily: "Never mind, never mind!" "Oh, -you must wait," cried Hetty, se ot at all in touch with the other's P0 Eood. "Sara expe'cts to see you. The ha nen will be out in a few minutes." a "I think I will run in tomorrow d morning," said Vivian hastily. She jbel rose almost immediately and again po extended her hand. "So glad to 'see thi you back again, Miss Castleton. Come md see me. Give my love to Sara." rei She took her departure in some mi daste, and in her heart she was rejoic ing that she had not succeeded in ma- thi king a fool of herself by confessing to ara that she had said unkind things do bout her to Brandon Booth. Ma Hetty resumed her seat in the br-oad suj French window and starede out over oP the barren treetops in the park. A Tb rightened, pathetic droop returned to go ser lips. It had been there most of wc the day. so In Sara's boudoir, the doors of which he were carefully closed, three persons sts were in close, even repressed confer- ca ice. The young mistress of the house thi sat propped up in a luxurious chaise- Isi ounge, wan but intense. Confronting ou: ere were the two men, leaning for- I I ward in their chairs. Mr. Carroll held' a his hand a number of papers, prom- m3 ent among them being thiree or four hiE elegrams. Booth's face was radiant to lespite the serious matter that occu- mi ied his mind. He had reached town he: sarly in the morning in response to a he: :elephone message from Carroll an- thi iouncing the sudden, unannounced ap- soi earance of Hetty Castleton at his of- mE ices on the previous afternoon. The* ir's arrival had been most unexpect- arm ad. She walked in on Mr. Carroll, ac.-t :ompanied by her maid, who had a dis- ly :inctly sheepish look in her eyes and etc seemed eager to explain something do )ut could not find the opportunity. De With some firmness, Miss Castleton m3 lad asked Mr. Carroll to explain why he woman had been set to spy upon at ser every moment, a demand the wor hy lawyer could not well meet for the Bo ood and suffcient reason that he ha' wasn't very clear about it himself. ['hen Hetty broke down and cri'ed, shi :onfesing that she was eager to go to coi drs. Wrandall, at the same time sob- iii >ing out something about a symbolic be icky-bird, much to Mr. Carroll's won- t ler and perplexity. 6e1 He sent the maid from the room, asi n the streets of the town of Romney, M n Kent, where Julius Caesar landed with his soldiers and abode there a "Si ~ertain time; and for the growing of t in that place it is reported that the souldiers brought some of the seede with them and sowed it there, for ] heir use to rub and chafe their limbs, alt when through extream cold they he should be stiff and benumbed; being ha; :old before they came from home that wa he climate of Britain was so extream Lii :old it was not to be endured with- wh ut some friction." sai sig Jack London Eats Raw Fish. bum Not so long ago Jack London was yo1 unching with '-ends in Philadelphia. hen the fish course arrived he cla :aused a semi-panic among the wait- ble srs by asking that his fish be served anm ntirely raw. thE The novelist ate it that way with fai nuch relish, telling his friends that of :ompared with a scooked fish, the raw' rticle was just as delicious as a raw ~i yster or a clam. on< )r. London has been among the* Tawaians enougg to have acquired th he- raw s abm, Joi [or LHh M0Cutc 7, 9/2,y DD,/IEAD&A I retired with Miss Castleton to the termost of his private -offices, where tout much preamble he informed r that he knew everything. More ,r, Mr. Booth was In possession of the facts and was even then on the nt of starting for Europe to see her. course, his letter had failed to Lch her in time. There was quite a gic scene In the seclusion of that note little office, during which Mr. rroll wiped his eyes and blew his ;e more than once, after which he k it upon himself to dispatch a mes 16er to Sara with the word that he I Miss Castleton would present mselves within half an hour after note had been delivt. red. [he meeting between Sara and Het was affecting. . . . Almost - Im diately the former began to show i most singular signs of improve nt. She laughed and cried and joy 5y announced to the protesting rse that she was feeling quite well in! And, In truth, *he got up from couch on which she reclined and Isted on being dressed for dinner. mlother room the amazed nurse was ntically appealing to Mr. Carroll to her send for the doctor, only to be ifounded by his urbane' announce it that Mrs. Wrandall was as "right a string" and, please God, she uldn't need the services of doctor or rse again for years to come. Then asked the nurse if she had ever ird of a disease called "nostalgia." he said she bad heard of "home kness." 'Well, that's what ailed Mrs. Wran ," he said. - "Miss Castleton is the 3ooth came the next morning. . . . 'Even as she lay passive in his s, Hetty denied him. Her arms re around his neck as she mlseably spered that she could not, would t be his wife, notwithstanding her e for him and his readiness to ac t her as she was. She was obdurate, ngly, tenderly obdurate. He would re despaired but for Sara, to whom afterwards appealed. 'Wait," was all that Sara had said, t he took heart. He was beginning look upon her as a sorceress. A ek ago he had felt sorry for her; heart had been touched by her nsparent misery. Today he saw r in another light altogether; as the :ermined, resourceful, -calculating man who, having failed to attain a -tain end, was now intensely, keenly erested in the development of an er of a totally different nature. He ild not feel sorry for her today. Ietty deliberately had placed her f in their hands, withdrawing from conference shortly before Vivian's 'ival to give herself over to gloomy ijectures as to dthe future, not only herself, but for the man she loved : the woman she worshiped with nething of the fidelity of a beaten * * * * * * * at a~ later conference participated in Sara, Booth and Mr. Carroll, the old vyer spoke plainly. 'Now are you both willing to give 'us consideration to the plan I pro e ? Take time to think it over. No rm will come to Miss Castleton, I .confident. There will be a nine rs' sensation, but, after all, It is the it thing for everybody. You pro e living abroad, Booth, so what are Sodds i-" 'I shan't live abroad unless Hetty onsiders her decision to not marry ," said the young man dismally. ad, Sara, you must convince her at I love her better than-" 'I think she kfiows all that, Bi-an 1. As-I said before, wait! And now, .Carroll, I have this to say to your ggestion: I for one am relentlessly osed to the plan you advocate. ere is no occas'ion for this matter to to the public. A trial, you say, uld be a mere formality. I am not sure of that. Why put poor Hetty's d in the lions mouth at this late ge, after I have protected her so 'efully all these months? Why, take risk? We know she Is innocent. t It enough that we acquit her In -hearts? No, I cannot consent, and old both of you to your promises." There is nothing more I can say, dear Sara," said Carroll, shaking head gloomily, "except to urge you think it over very seriously. Re mber, it may mean a great deal to -and to our eager young friend *e. Years from now, like a bolt from sky, the truth may come out in ne way. Think of what it would an then." ara regarded him steadily. "There ibut four people who know the th," she said slowly. "It isn't like that Hetty or Brandon will tell the ry. Professional honor forbids your ng so. That leaves me as the sole -11. Is that what you would Imply, dear friend?" Not at all," he cried hastily, "not alL I-" That's all tommy-rot, Sara," cried ath earnestly. "We just couldn't re anything to fear from you." Vith curious inconsistency, she iok her head and remarked: "Of trse, you never could be quite easy your minds. There would always the feeling of unrest. Am I to be sted, after all? I have proved my ! to be a vindictive schemer. What urance can you and Hetty have that RELY MATTER OF BUSINESS top Talk" of Kind, However, That Would Give an Ordinary Man the Shivers. le looked so smooth and shiny and agether so correctly dressed, as if was ready to break into or out of f mourning, that it was certain he s an undertaker. He had that Mona a expression that comes to a man en he buys his first assortment of in lined caskets and puts out his n "The tariff does it. You can be -ed now 24 per cent. cheaper than tcould a year ago. Why delay?" t fat, jovial person jumped the im to half the seat in the car. His ck kid gloves, a black Ascot tie a clerical collar that buttoned at back, with rounded corners just ing to meet, labeled him as being the same trade., Business good? Lots of people dy out your way ?" asked the jolly Only fair, nothing to boast of. But rs an epidemic ofj/typhoid ~at -Len and there's/scarlet fever .' aeon, I will not turn against one or the ot er of you some time and crush you satisfy a personal grievance? How you know, Brandon, that I am not love with you at this very-" "Good heavens, Sara!" he crie agape. "- at this very moment?" she cc tinued. "It would not be so ve strange, would it? I am very hums The power to love is not denied ir Oh, I am merely philosophizing. Do' look so serious. We will suppose th I continued along my career as t woman scorned. You have seen ho% smart under the lash. Well?" "But all that Is impossible," sa Booth, his face clearing. "You're n in love with me, and never can I That!- for your philosophy!" At the same instant he beca awaie of the singular gleam in h eyes; a liquid, oriental glow th seemed to reflect light on her low lids as she sat there with her face the shadow. Once or twice before I had been con'scious of the mysteriot seductive appeal. He stared back her, almost defensively, but her ga did not waver. It was he who fir looked away, curiously uncomfortabl "Still," she sail slowly, "I think y< would be wise to consider all possib contingencies." "I'll take 'chances, Sara," he sat with an odd buoyancy in his voice thi for the life of him, he could not e plain, even to himseX. "Even admitting that such shou turn out to be -the case," said Mr. Cs roll judicially, "I don't believe you go so far as to put your loyal frien In jeopardy, Sara. So we will dismil the thought. Don't forget, howeve that you hold them in the hollow i your hand. My original contention wi based on the time-honored sayin 'murder will out.' We never can t what may turn up. The best laid plal of men and mice oft-" Sara settled back among the cus ions with a peremptory wave of h hand. The loose, flowing sleeve fE away, revealing her white, exquisite modeled arm almost to the shoulde For some strange, unaccountable re son Booth's eyes fell. "I am tired, wretchedly tired. It hi been a most exhausting day," she sat with a sudden note of weariness in hi voice. Both men started up apol getically. "I will think seriously, your plan, Mr. Carroll. There is i hurry, I'm sure. Please send Mi Wrandall in to me, will you? Perhai you would better tell Hetty -to con in as soon as Vivian leaves. Con back tomorrow afternoon, Brandon. shall be much more cheerful. By ti way, have you noticed that Dicky, o1 In the library, has been singing all a' ernoon as if his littlie throat wou split? It is very curious, but today the first time he has .uttered a no in nearly five months. Just listen1 him! He is fairly riotous with song Booth leaned over and kissed ti hand she lifted to him. "He Is like ti rest of us, Sara, inordinately happy A slight shiver ran through her arr He felt it. "I am so afraid his exuberance< spirit may annoy Vivian," said sh with a rare smile. "She detests vi garity." The men departed. She lay back the chaise-lounge, her eyes fixed C the hand he had touched with his lip Watson tapped twice onthe door. "Miss Wrandall could not wai ma'am," he said, opening the door so1 ly. "She will call again tomorrow." "Thank you, Watson. Will y( hand me the cigarettes?" Watson hesitated. '"I'he cigarette ma'am ?" "Yes." "But the doctor's orders, ma'am, bei ging your pardon for-" "I ~.ve. a new doctor, Watson." "I leg pardon, ma'am!" "The celebrated Doctor Folly," sl said lightly.. CH APTE R XX. Sara Wrandali's Decision. "Now, you see what I mean, Bral don, when I insist that it would be mistake for you to marry me," sai Hetty In a troubled voice. "I feel tha Sara will not let me go."* "That's pure nonsense, Hetty," I said. "She wants you to marry me, am positive." He may have thoug] his tone convincing, but somethir caused her to regard him rather flxel ly, as if she were trying to solve a elusive puzzle. He took her by .the arm and raise her to her feet. Holding her qul close, he looked down into her que tioning eyes and said very seriously: "You are suspicious, even of m dearest. I want you. There Is bi one way for you to be at peace wit yourself; shift your cares over to ii shoulders. I will stand between yc and everything that may come up1 trouble you. We love one anothe Why should we sacrifice our love ft the sake of a shadow? For a wee] dearest, I've been pleading with yot won't you end the suspense today end It now-and say you will be xx wife?". The appeal was so gentle, so sincer so full of longing that slie wavere Her tender blue eyes, lately so full< dread, grew moist with the ineffab1 sweetness of love, and capitulatic broke out In the school over Smithville. Looks as if there migi be something doing pretty soon." Motes and Beams. George Ade, over a cup of afternoc tea with a group of cynical bachelor at the Chicago Athletic club, said: "Married men declare that ,the: wives can't keep a secret, but thes men themselves are just as bad. "A married man buttonholed me I the billiard room an hour ago and to] me a frightful scandal. "'Don't let this go any furthe: George.' he ended. "'No, certainly not.' said I. 'Bi how did you happen to flear it?' "'Oh, the wife, of course,' he at swered. 'She's just like all women can't keep a secret.'" What Came Up. An Englishman was driving aroun ICounty Tipperary one warmiday, whe he came *cross a farmer setting pots *oes Thinking to have a joke wit him he began: Well. Pat. what are you planting? D IJ h- was In them. Her warm, red lips part to ed in a dear little smile of surrender. crE 1o "You know I love ycu." she said is in tremulously. He kissed the lovely, appeaking lips, Ite d, not once but many times. lat ' "God, how I worship you," he whis- sp n- pered passionately. "I can't go on with- e ry out you, darling. You are life to me. I sel n. love you! I love you!" e. She drew back In his arms, the . L't shadow chasing the light out of her thi at eyes. afi ie "We are both living in the present, th I we are both thinking only of it, Bran don. What of the future? Can we fore- In Id see the future? Dear heart, I am al >t ways thinking of your future, not my e. own. Is It right for me to bring you-" a "Alid I am thinking only of your fu ie ture," he said gravely. "The future r that shall be mine, to shape and to at make glad with the fulfilment of everyti r promise that love has in store for both .n of us. Put away the doubts, drive out m ie the shadows, dearest. Live in the light na s, for ever. Love is light." sp at "If I were only sure that my shad- as ge ows would not descend upon you, I-" k' Bt He drew her close and kissed her re e. again. jol u "I am not afraid of- your shadows. iul le God be my witness, Hetty, I glory In SI them. They do not reflect weakness, d, but strength and nobility. They make hu Lt, you all the more worth having. I x- thank God that you are what you are, dear heart." d "Give me a few days longer, Bran r- don," she pleaded. "Let me conquer 'd this strange thing that lies here in my Is brain. My heart Is yours, my soul Is s yours. But the brain Is a rebel. I r, must triumph over It, or it will always Df lie in .wait for a chance to overthrow s this little kingdom of ours. Today I g, have been terrified. I am disturbed. 11 Give me a few days longer." is "I would not grant you the respite, were I not so sure of the outcome," he h- said gently, but there was a thrill of r triumph in the tones. Her eyes grew 11 very dark and soft and her lips trem y bled with the tide of love that durged r. through her body. "Oh, how adorable a- you are!" he cried, straining her close In a sudden ecstasy of passion. ts The doorbell rang. They drew apart, d, breathing rapidly, their blood leaping r with the contact of opposing passions, o- their flesh quivering. With a -shy, Df sweet glance at him, she turned to o ward the door to await the appearance s of Watson. He could still feel her In s his arms. an e A drawling voice came to them from tur e the vestibule, and a moment later Les- am I lie Wrandall entered the library, pull- the e ing off his gloves as he came. tho t "Hello," he said glibly. "I told that ii t fellow downstairs it wasn't necessary t d to annoupce me by telephone. Silly tw4 s arrangement, I say. Why the devil e should they think everybody's a thief S :0 or a book agent or a constable with a " subpoena? He knows I'm one of theSu eO family. I'm likely to run in any time,Su e I told him, and- Oh, I say, I'm not " butting in, am I, Miss Castleton?" . He shook hands with both of them, and then offered his cigaret'te case to f Booth, first selecting one for himself. ~ , Hetty assured him that he was not de the 1- trop, sheer profligacy on her part in die view of his i-eadiness to cohcede- the Mi an point without a word from her, of n "Nipping wind," he said, taking his Sh . stand before the fireplace.- "Where Is wo Sara? Never mind, don't bother her. hoi wo Sing u by die - ' ha' exj ~L~no hi e ii ~ wti thewa, is Catlto, ha isth d laetnesfomyucfte? her anne. et t oothe die. tHe claims that LInted toi a, muchgo all the timulate the lword of imh th ay , teig digstieon Bestids thewi loes, peewfrom etcurh faddsaner?"e e, o"Iedr salt youhve lat nes than3 -. tabo she andittiancOe of thne in . h eadn anar. uso h cutyt et Are Spears odenedrItous? nowch y comeding to. GgnofBe, of it o you hiet ptcatos will cnsa de rtu? skedilt the Eghuman. ytm uns.O "Wmuhy Iaste oniomulat thea ino of a g arden, and carthe atri juic," saide Th -nb Englihern ieto.Bsdstew clOhe," pepper Pat.-hIet an acdree ofea3 ,tommnips lst.a Ti that fie ove3r r there, banoyo d ktinw what camte $3. "edN, snreiums the Enlihemcontr t n "Miae urhy'as- codmd lac dsoney be domnd inge it.al, needPt of1 There you thn poaite wlm t up?"ise hi adptngihan hobyie "Whys colletons nastear n ma ry ofathen age. carot Carles upo"scid, e sw"hsi enoooat. ardour and acr wei curipus olat yerin thaoltiod ofr d fleas, pnossse youth faow s whatuam it No," abileed cothengisma ppla o mi o nd whte the a,"t asre d. ING FINE SPEAKER mish Monarch Is Man of Great Energy. ler Has Unlimited Capacity fot -lard Work and Is Great Favorite With People-Manners Natural and Speech Unaffected. ,openhagen.-Apart from his ruling it of subtle humor, King Christian a man of serious Inclinations and at energy, supported by an unlim d capacity for hard work. Like his e father, he is an excellent public aker, and possesses a voice of quite eptional power and range. I have dom witnessed a more striking dis .y of lung-power'than on the day en King Christian stepped out on balcony of the Amalienborg palace, er having been proclaimed king by premier. Every word of his ,ech to the assembled multitudes the square below penetrated to the 'thest corners of the quadrangle. n theatrical parlance, his debut was "rattling success." He had "ar 'ed."y t is not a matter of great difficulty unravel the secret of King Chris n's instantaneous popularity. His Athods are a simple concoctin. of tural manners and una ected aech, a clear conteption of his duties a constitutional ruler, and a deep owledge of all the little things that illy matter In everyday life. He ns with fervor in the social gather s of his people, and delights in be treated as "one of them." ifs conversation is full of good mored puns and slang expressions I'MA King Christian in Public. t reach the hearts of his listeners; when delivering speeches, or re ning thanks on behalf of himself the queen, he invariably refers to latter as "my wife," well knowing t pompous terms are apt to fall fiat small communities, and only tend produce a glacial atmosphere be en the spepker and hisi audience. YS WIFE IS BEST SPENDER ragist Hence Draws Moral That Women Should Handle Nation's Cash, Too. ndon.-That the, working - class e is a -more efficient spender of household accounts than her mid class sister was the contention of s Lucy Yates at a recent meeting the Women's Freedom League. a declar'ed that 'the principle of a man having complete control of the ise was always recognized by the rking classes, but higher in society re came a sort of dual control, ough this responsibility the work wife learned administration, but leaning on some one else- the mid class wife never learned. h wife, Miss Yates said, should re complete control of the whole the money set aside for household enses, Including housekeeping, ss and education. There should be audit of her accounts unless by request. She should be provided h a checkbook, as more likely to ve succ'essful than the provision Loose coins, which might be cajoled of her purse, by tempting bar h speaker declared that spending s a finer art and much more dif ilt than earning. Women should o choose the house, and it was h time, according to Miss Yates. ,t the women took over the spend of the money for the nation. UNK SKINS ARE IN DEMAND ortaton From United States to England Shows an Enormous Increase. ,ondon.-The spring fur sales indi e that there has been an enormous rease in the import of skunk skins the United States. The supply furs for the: March sale was un ally plentiful; there being little and- from Germany, most of the of the -world came to London. r four million musquash skins e been sold on the London market. fashionable skunk fur comes next, ti a total sale of two million skins. 'rices have been lower than last son. Musquash have sold for about cents each; good skunk for from 0 to $6; silver fox for from $250 $1,500 each. Sea otter and fine ichilla were very rare and few hese skins were offered. rteen Hours to Name President. hcago.-Fourteen hours were re 'ed for the members of the Chicago ture club to elect a new president he annual meeting. Mrs. William enson finally won with a total of votes. Sick Should Be Sent to JailI oston;-"All per-sons wto corn n of sickness -should be sent to jail j Luse they had committed a breach the jaws of nature," declared res Hunter in a health lecture. j Weight of Wife an issue. en York.-Mrs. Lo. M. Thorn, su for separation, declared that wor aver her husband's conduct with ther woman, caused her to lose ght. Thorn replied that she ghed 134 when he married her and -she weighs 240. Mrs. Thorn ad S180. rimands Daughters, Then Suicides. ew York.-After he had reprimand 2is threg deughters for buying too :h Eastr finery, William 'Weiss FAILS T.SECURE REC IION Lades Own Friend& AssedtCoud Not Recognize Her When Brought Face to Face. Arritts, Va.-Mrs. D. J. Bowen, of this town, makes the following state ment: "For 20 years I suffered with womanly troubles, and although I tried different treatments, I did not get any relief. I was unable 'to look after any of my work, ain my frien ought I_ - could not get w~eH. Finally, I l egan to take C t he woman's tonic, and I bio taken one-third of the first bqttie, before could notice its good effets. Now I can do all my work, feel it' I'm not- more than 16 years' old,'but -.:, am really 49. My own friends say I look so well, they don't recognize me when we meet in the road. My daughter Is using Cardul. and she says it is a fine medicine. I also have-a number of lady friends takig It, sihee they found out how it helped me. Whenever I feel a little fatigued' after a day's extra hard work, I Just take a dose of Cardul and am all right I can't say too much for Cardu. Thousands of women whonow suffer from womanly troubles, could be re lieved and benefited, by followin Mr. Bowen's example. Are you of this number? If so, try Cardui today. It cannot harm you, and is almost sure to do you good. At the nearest drug tore.-Ad!. Sweet Charity; "By the way," said" Mrs. de Style, "Yes?" - "Do you 'know of any poor person who would care for a di'carded lorgas' ette?"-Puck. RUB-MY-TISM. Will cure your Rheumatism and al kinds of aches and paIns-euralgia, Cramps, Colic, Sprains, Bruises, Cat Old Sores, Burns, -etc. Antisepde Anadyne. Price 25c.-Adv. OlI In Somalland. Mineral oil has been disbovered In Somililand, and th 'British govern-' ment is investigating the extent 6f the discovery. Dr. Pieree's Pellet, mallsugarcoated, easy to take as candy, te and nvig orate stomah liver n and cre - constipation. Adv. . The Mischief it. Irving Bacheller' at the one hun dred and eighth annual Anner of the New England society, said of literary refinement: "There is another unfortunate class of writers whose point of view isr.too refined, too lofty, for the generaLiub lic touz-:erstand. Itis -the f6te of these poor chaps to starve-In garrets "A case, you see, of tlie prophet who is without honor In his own coun try-and the mischief of it' is ~with such prophets that .thef n hr ave the money tot go abroa." Keep Hanford's Balsam In youfr sta ble. Adv. - Deliberate Lie! In Mr. Arnold Haultain's new ,biog raphy of Goldwin Smith there is a fun ny story of the late duke of"Cam bridge. It is prettf well known that in his old. age his royal highness de veloped a habit of thinking aloud- that was sometimes rather awkwird' for those near- hin'. He was particularly inclined to this when:~in church, and it was quite a common thing'to- hear a, gruffy. loud comment Issue from his pew 'when everybody els'e was silent. On one occasion he was priesent 'at Ehe marriage of some princess or other. lan Impecunious German~ prince et whom the duke apparently did not-ap prove.. The ceremony was 'proceeding smoothly; and the bridegroom repeat-' ed the words: "With all my worldly. goods I thee endow."' Sudldenly the duke -rapped out: ."Rubbish! -Why,. the boots he's standing -In ain't paid for yet!" Accommodating. Muggins - Young' Goldspoon has money to burn. . Guggins-That's why so many girls mothers are trying to make a 'match for hun, I suppose.-Springfield Union. What Letters Stand For. "What do those -letters, stand forr asked a curious wife of her husban as she looked at his Masonic seal. ~ "Well, really, my love" he replied, encouragingly,' "I presume it Is be cause they can't sit down." Different. Patience-How did you like her new hat? .Patsice-Can't say I think much of It. Where did she get It? "In Paris." "But I didn't know sne hadbeno the other side lately." * "Paris, Indiana, .I mean." Many an expsirt mathematician is unable to work out the sum of human happiness to his own satisfaction. DID THL K Grew .Strong on RI Fod You can't grow (crong by merely ex rcising. You n1fust .hfie food-the ind you can digest and naiate. Unless the food you eat is digeste4 t adds to the burden the digestive or ans have naturally to carry. This ften means a nervous breakdown. "About a year ago," writes aiYMass. ady, "I had quite a serious nervous reakdown caused, as I believed, by everwork and worry. I also suffered intold misery fi-om dyspepsia.4 "First I gave up my position, then I ried tofind aremedy for mytruls~ 5mething that would make me well '1 nd strong, somethng torest my tired stomach and build up my worn-out erves and brain. "I tried one kind of medicine after nother, but nothing seemed to help ne. "Finally a friend suggested change f food and recommended Grape-Nuts. With little or no faith in Ii' I tried a ackage. That was eight #ionths ago nd I have never been ;without It 3lince. - "Grape-Nuts did the wobk. It helped ne grow strong and well. Grape-Nuts ut new life into ,~e built up my hole system and mde another wom an of me!" Name given b Postum Co., Battle reek, Mich. ead "The Road tO Wellville," in kgs. "There's aRe e e h -uew tefme -3* me rm aa~t tb3ger~