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Brewster's Millions copjriih.. (M4. By GEORGE BARR H'CUTCHEON by Herbert 5? Stone Q Company (RICHARD GREAVES) ?P ....- -1-Se It was a terrified crowd that quickly .?gathered in the main'cabio, but it was .a. brave one. There were no cries and tew tears. They expected anything -and were ready for the worst but they Would not show the white feather. It Twas Mrs. Dan who broke the tension. **T made sure of my pearls," she said. "*I thought they would be appreciated at the bottom of the sea." Brewster came in upon their laugh? ter. "I like your nerve, people!" he ex? claimed. "You are all right It won't be so bad now. The wind has drop? ped." Long afterward when they talked de matter over DeMille claimed mat the only thing that bothered -him that night was the effort to decide whether, the club of which he and Monty were members^ would put in the main hall? way two' black bordered cards, each bearing a name, or only one with both names. Mr. Valentine regretted that be had gone on for years paying life insurance premiums when now his only relatives were on the boat and would ?die with him. ? The captain, looking pretty rocky after his twenty hour vigil, summoned .' t?s ehief. "Were in a bad hole, Mrr Brewster," he said when they were alone, "and no mistake. A broken abaft and this weather make a pretty ?oor combination." ""Is there ho chance of making a patt for repairs?*' *T don't see it, sir. It looks like a long pull." "We are way off our course, I sup-1 pose." And Monty's coolness won Cap- j - tain Perry's admiration. "I can't tell just how mach ^intil I ?get the sun, but this wind is bad.- 11 suspect we've drifted pretty far." "Come and get some coffee, captain. IWfcile the storm lasts the only thing to do is to cheer up the women and trust to luck." Ton are the nerviest mate I ever ?hipped with, Mr. Brewster." And the captain's hand gripped Monty's in a Way that meant things. It was a 'tribute he appreciated. During the day Monty devoted him? self to his guests, and ac th? first sign of pensiveness lie was ready with a lest or a story. Bu.t he did it all with ^a tact that inspired the crowd as a "Whole with hope, and no one suspected that he himself was not cheerful. For Peggy Gray there was a special ten? derness, and he made up his mind that I if things should go wrong he would tell her that he loved her. "It could do no harm," he thought to himself, "and I want her to know." Toward night the worst was over. The sea had' gone down and the 3iatcb.es were opened for awhile to ad- j .mit air, though it was still too rough to venture out. The next morning was bright and clear. When the company gathered on deck the havoc created by the storm was apparent. Two of the boats had been completely carried j away, and the launch was rendered ? xseless. by a large hole id the stern. i ^ i I I X^-- -i Peggy displayed the "key tHumphantty. ! ^Tou don't mean To sky that we will drift about until the repairs can be coade?" asked Mrs. Dau in alarm. j ^We are 300 miles off the course al- j ready," explained Monty, "and it will be pretty slow traveling under sail." , it was decided to make for the Canary islands, where repairs could t? znsde and the voyage resumed. But i where the wiud had raged a few days before it had now disappeared alto .s?ether, and for a week the Flitter toss ?ed about absolutely unable to make headway. The 1st of August had ar- , rived and Monty himself was begin? ning to he nervous. With the fatal ?lay not -quite two months away things began to look serious. Over $100.000 would remain after he had settled the expenses of the cruise, and he was ( helplessly drifting in midocean. Even I if the necessary repairs could be made j promptly, it would take the Flitter fourteen days to sail from the Canaries to New York. Figure as hard as he rould. he saw no way out of the unfor? tunate situation. Two days more ?elapsed and still no sign of a breeze, j He made sure that Sept. 23 would rind ' him Still drifting and still in possession ? ?of 100.000 superfluous dollars. At the end of ten days the yacht had j progres ed but 200 miles, and Monty ! wns beginning to plan the rest of his j .existence on a capital of $100.000. He j "h<1?1 ?rivori rm oil i->f +l?r. rm-;. .1 to~his fate when a "tramp steamer w suddenly sighted. Brewster orden the man on watch to fly a flag of d; tress. Then he reported to the capta and told what he had done. With bound the captain rushed on deck ai tore the flag from the sailor's hand. "That was my order," said Mont nettled at the captain's manner. : "You want them to get a line on i and claim salvage, do you?" "What do you mean?" "If they get a line on us in res]>on! to that flag they will claim the enti: value of the ship as salvage. Y< want to spend another $200,000 on th boat?" "I didn't understand," said Mon sheepishly. "But fix it up somiihoi Can't they tow us? I'll pay for it" Communication was slow, but afb an apparently endless amount ol! si; naling the captain finally announce that the freight steamer was bounl f< Southampton and would tow the F13 ter to that point for a price. "Back to Southampton !" grcane Monty. "That% means months t>?foi we get back to New York." * "He says he can get us to Southam] ton in ten days," interrupted the ca] tain. . "f can do it! I can do it!" he <:rie to the consternation of his guests, wt wondered, if his mind was affecte "If he'll land us in Southampton b the 27th HI pay him up to $100,000!" CHAPTER XXIX. W FTER what seemed an ag:e 1 V\ Monty, the Flitter, in tow c / \ : the freighter Glencoe, arrive ? L at Southampton. The ca] tain of the .freight boat was a thrift Scotchman, whose ship was travelin with-? light cargo, and he was,r nc therefore averse to taking on a to-* But the thought of salvage had cause him to ask-a high price for the servie* and Monty, after a futile attempt a bargaining, had agreed. The price wa $50,000, and the young man believe more than ever that everything wa ruled by a wise Providence, who ha not deserted him. His guests wer heartsick when they heard the figure but''were as happy as Monty at th prospect of reaching land again. The Giencoe made several stops: be fore Southampton was finally rea^h?i on the 2Sth of August, but when th English coast was sighted every on was too eager to go ashore to be grudge the extra day. Dan DeMill asked the entire party, to become hi: guests for a week's shooting trip ii Scotland, but Monty vetoed the plai in the most decided manner. "We .sail for New York on the 3:ast est boat," said Monty and hurriec. of to learn the sailings and book his par ty. The first boat was to sail on th< 30th, and he could only secure accom? modations' for twelve of his guests The rest were obliged to follow a weet -later.. This; was readily agreed io, and Bragdon was left to see to the nfces sa ry repairs on the Flkter and ar range for her homeward voyage. Mon? ty gave Bragdon $15,000 for this pur? pose and extracted a solemn promise that the entire amount would be used. "But it won't cost half of this," pro? tested Bragdon. "You will have to give these people a good time during the week, and-well, you have promised that I shall never see another penny of it. Some day you'll know why I do this." And Mon? ty felt easier when his friend agree! to abide by his wishes. He discharged the Flitter's crew, with five months' pay and the reward promised on the night of Peggy's res? cue, which was productive of touching emotions. Captain Perry and his offi? cers never forgot the farewell of the prodigal, nor could they hide the re? gret that marked their weather besten faces. Plans to dispos? of his household goods and the balance of his casi, in the short time that would be left after he arrived in New York occupied Mon? ty's attention, and most men would have given up the scheme as hopeless. But he did not despair. He was ?till game, and he prepared for the final plunge with grim determination. "There should have been a clause in Jones' conditions about 'weather j>er mitting.' " he said to himself. "A ship? wrecked mariner should not be expiat? ed to spend a million dollars." The division of the party for the two sailings was tactfully arranged by Mrs. DeMille. The Valentines chap? eroned the "second table," as Subway Smith called those who were to take the later boat, and she herself looked after the first lot. Peggy Gray and Monty Brewster were in the DeM.ile party. The three days in England w?re marked by unparalleled extravagance on Monty's part. One of the local ho? tels < was subsidized for a week, al? though the party only stayed for lunch? eon, and the Cecil in London was a gainer by several thousand dollars for the brief stop there. It was a care? worn little band that took Monty's spe? cial train for Southampton and em? barked two days later. The "rest cu:*e" that followed was welcome to ai! of them, and Brewster was especially glad that his race was almost run. Swiftly and steadily the liner out down the leagues that separated her from Now York. Fair weather and fair cheer marked her course, and "he soft, balmy nights wore like seasons of -u.^.t-,- Tvns cherishintr in action on the night of the storm. Soi how it brought a small ray of light his clouded understanding, and found joy in keening the flame alive ligiously if somewhat doubtfully. I eyes followed her constantly, sear ing for the encouragement that 1 very blindness of love had hidden fri him, forever tormenting himself w fears and hopes and fears again. E happiness and vivacity puzzled hi He was often annoyed; he was now a then seriously mystified. Four days out from New York, th three days, then two days, and th Brewster began to feel the beginni of the final whirlwind in profliga clouding him oppressively, ominous unkindly. Down in his stateroom drew new estimates, new calculatio and tried to balance the old ones that they appeared in the light m< favorable to his designs. Going over the statistics carefully, estimated that the cruise, including t repairs and the return of the yacht New York, would cost him $210,000 round figures. One hundred and thirl three days marked the length of t voyage when reckoned by time, ar as near as he could get at it the e pense had averaged $1,580 a day. A cording to the contract, he was to pi for the yacht, exclusive of the cuisi: and personal service. And he had f oui it simple enough to spend the remai ing $1,08(1 There were days, of cour* when fully $5,000 disappeared, ai there were otners on which he spe much less than $1,000, but the averaj was secure. Taking everything in consideration. Brewster found that t fortune had dwindled to a few palt thousands in addition to the proceed which would come to him from the sa of his furniture. On the whole he w; satisfied. The landing in New York and tl separation which followed were not e tirely merry. Every discomfort wi . forgotten, and the travelers only kne that the most wonderful cruise sin? that of the ark bad come to an en There was not one who would not ha? been glad to begin it again the ne: day. Immediately after the landing Bre^ ster and Gardner were busy with ti details of settlement After clearir up all of the obligations arising froi the cruise they felt the appropri?t ness of a season of reflection. It was difficult moment-a moment when, m delivered reproofs were in the air. Bt . Gardner seemed much the more melaj choly of the two. Piles of newspapers lay scattere about ?the_floor of the room in whic They sat. Every one of them containe sensational stories of the prodigal' trip, with pictures, incidents and pr< dictions. Monty was pained, humil ated and resentful, but he \vas hones enough -to admit the justification o much that was said of him. Ile rea? bits of, it here and there and then threi; the papers aside hopelessly. In a fe\ weeks they would tell another stor and quite as emphatically^ "The worst of it Monty, is that yo are the next thing to being a poo man." groaned Gardner. "I've don my best to economize for you here a home, as you'll see by these figures but nothing could possibly balance th extravagances of this voyage. The? are simply appalling." With the condemnation of his friend! ringing in his troubled brain, with th< . sneers of acquaintances to distress hif pride, with the gibes of the comic pa pers to torture him .remorselessly Brewster was fast becoming the mosi miserable man in New York. Friends of former days gave him the cut di rect, clubmen ignored him or scorned him openly, women chilled him witi the iciness of unspoken reproof, and all the world was hung with shad? ows. The doggedness of .despair kept him up, but the strain that pulled down on him was so relentless that the struggle was losing its equality. He had not expected such a home com? ing. Compared with his former self Mon? ty was now almost a physical wreck, haggard, . thin and defiant a shadow of the once debonair young New York? er, an object of pity and scorn. Asham? ed and despairing, he had almost lack? ed the courage to face Mrs. Gray. The consolation he once gained through her he now denied himself, and his suffer? ing, peculiar as it was, was very real. In absolute recklessness he gave din? ner after dinner, party after party, all on a most lavish scale, many of his guests laughing at him openly while they enjoyed his hospitality. The real friends remonstrated, pleaded, did everything within their power to check his awful rush to poverty, but without success. He was not to be stopped. At last the furniture began to go, then the plate, then all the priceless bric a-brac. Piece by piece it disappeared until the apartments were empty and he had squandered almost all of the $40,350 arising from the sales. The servants were paid off, the apartments relinquished, and he was beginning to know what it meant to be "on his uppers." At the banks he ascertained that the interest on his moneys amounted to $19,140.86. A week be? fore the 23d of September the whole million was ' gone, including the amounts won in Lumber and Fuel and other luckless enterprises. He still had about $17,000 of his interest money in the banks, but he had a bil? lion pangs iu his heart-the interest on his improvidence. He found some delight in the discov? ery that the servants had robbed him of not less than $3,500 worth of his belongings, including the Christmas presents that he in honor could not have sold. His only encouragement carne from Grant & Ripley, the law? yers. Tliey inspired confidence in his lagging brain by urging him on to the end, promising brightness thereafter. Swearengen Jones was as mute as the mountains in which he lived. There was no word from him. There was no assurance that he would approve of what had hoon done to obliterate Ed? win Peter Brewster's legacy. Pan DeMille and his wife implored taius before his substance was gone completely. The former offered him money, employment rest and security if he would abandon the course he was pursuing. Up in Fortieth street Peggy Gray was grieving her heart out, and he knew it. Two or. three of those whom he had considered friends re? fused to recognize him in the street in this last trying week^ and ^t did not even interest him "to learn that Miss Barbara Drew was to become a duch? ess before the winter was gone. Yet he found some satisfaction in the re? port that one Hampton of Chicago had long since been dropped out of the race. One day he implored the faithful Bragdon to steal the Boston terriers. He could not and would not sell them, and he dared not give them away. Bragdon dejectedly appropriated the dogs, and Brewster announced that some day he would offer a reward for their return and "no questions asked." He took a suit of rooms in a small hotel and was feverishly planning the overthrow of the last torturing thou? sands. , Bragdon lived with him, and the Little Sons of the Rich stood loy? ally ready to help him when he ut? tered the first cry of want. But even this establishment had to be abandon? ed at last. The old rooms in Fortieth street were still open to him, and, though he quailed at the thought of making them a refuge, he faced the ordeal in the spirit of a martyr. CHAPTER XXX. JfONTY, yon are breaking my ML/I heart," was the first and on jj ly appeal Mrs. Gray ever A JL made to him. It was two days"before the 23d, and it did not come until after the secondhand store men had driven away from her door with the bulk of his clothing in their wag? on. She and Peggy had seen little of Brewster, and his nervous restlessness alarmed them. His return was the talk of the town. Men tried to shun him, but he persistently wasted some portion of his fortune on his unwilling subjects. When he gave $5,000 in cash to a home for newsboys even his friends jumped to the conclusion that he was mad. It was his only gift to charity, and he excused his motive in giving at this time by recalling Sedg? wick's injunction to "give sparingly to charity." Everything was gone from his thoughts but the overpowering eagerness to ?et rid of a few trouble? some thousands. He felt like an out? cast a pariah, a hated object that in? fected every one with whom he came in contact Sleep was almost impos? sible; eating was a farce. He gave elaborate suppers which he did not touch. Already his best friends were discussing the advisability of putting him in a sanitarium, where his mind might be preserved. Iiis case was looked upon as peculiar^ the history of mankind. No writer could find a parallel; no one could imagine a com? parison. Mrs. Gray met him in the hallway of her home as hp was nervously pock? eting the $60 he had received in pay? ment for his clothes. Her face was like that of a ghost He tried to an? swer her reproof, but thetwords would not cooe, and he fled to his room, lock? ing the door after him. He was at work there on the transaction that was Mrs. Gray met him in the hallway. to record the total disappearance of Edwin Brewster's million-his final re? port to Swearengen Jones, executor of James Sedgwick's will. On the floor were bundles of packages carefully wrapped and tied, and on the table was the long sheet of white paper on which the report was being drawn. The packages contained receipts-thou? sands upon thousands of them-for the dollars he had spent in less than a year. They were there for the inspec? tion of Swearengen Jones, faithfully and honorably kept as If the old west? erner would go over in detail the count? less documents. He had the accounts balanced up to the hour. On the long sheet lay the * record of his ruthlessness^ the epitaph ol a million^ Tn his pocket was exact? ly $79.08. This was to last him for less than forty-eight hours, and then it would go to join the rest, lt was his plan ro visit Grant & Ripley on the afternoon of the 22d and to read the report to them in anticipation of the meeting with Jones on the day follow? ing. Just before noon, after his encounter i with Mrs. Gray, he came downstairs and boldly, for the first time in days, sought out Peggy. There was the old smile in his eyes and the old heartiness in his voice when he came upon her in the library. She was not reading. Books, pleasures and all the joys of | life had fled from her mind, and she I thought only of the disaster that was ! coming to the boy she had always I loved. His heart smote him as he looked into the deep, somber, fright- ! cued pyes, running over with love and : fear for him. ..Peggy, do you think Tra worth any? thing more from your mother? Po you think she will ask mo to live here any hand in his. Hers was cold, his as as fire. "You know what you s away off yonder somewhere, that sh let me live here if I deserved it. am a pauper. Peggy, and I'm afr I'll-I may have to get down to dru ery again. Will she turn me out? 3 know, I must have somewhere to li Shall it be the poorhouse? Do you member saying one day that I'd ? in the poorhouse?" She was looking into his eyes, dre: lng what might be seen in the But there was no gleam of - insan there; there was no fever. Instead th? was the quiet smile of the man who satisfied with himself and the wot His voice bore traces of emotion, t it was the voice of one who has peri? control of his wits. ' "Is it all-gone. Monty?" she ask almost in a whisper. "Here is the residue of my est?t he said, opening his purse with stea fingers. "I'm back to where I left of year ago. The million is gone, and i wings are clipped." Her face w white; her heart was in the clutch ice. How could he be so calm about when for him she was suffering su agony? Twice she started to spef but her voice failed her. She turn slowly and walked to the windo keeping her back to the man w smiled so sadly and yet so heartlessl "I didn't want the million, Pegg] he went on. "You think as the r< do, I know, that I was a fool to act I did. It would be rank idiocy on r part to blame you any more than t others for thinking as you do. A pea ranees are against me; the proof overwhelming. A year ago I was ca ed a man; today they are.stripping i of every claim to that distinction. T world says I am a fool, a dolt almost criminal, but no one believes I am man. Peggy, will you feel better 1 ward me if I tell you that I am goh to begin life all over again? It w be a new Monty Brewster that stn out again in a few days, or, If you wi lt shall be the old one-the Monty y< once knew." **The old Monty?" she murmur* softly, dreamily. "It would be go< co see him-so much better than to s? the Monty of the last year." "And in spite of all I have don Peggy, you will stand by me? Ye won't desert me like the rest? Yen' be the same Peggy of the other days! he cried, his calmness breaking down "How can you ask? Why shoul you doubt me?" For a moment they stood silent eac )ooking into the heart of the other, eac seeing the beginning of a new day. "Child"-his voice trembled dangei ously-"I-I wonder if you care enoug for me to-to"- But he could onl look the question. "To start all over again with you? she whispered. "Yes-to tijust yourself to the protli gal who has returned. Without yo? child, all the rest would be as th? husks. Peggy, I want you-you! Yoi do love me. I can see it in your eyes; '. can feel it in your presence." "How long you have been in realiz ing it!" she said pensively as sh< stretched out her arms to him. Foi many minutes he held her close, find ing a beautiful peace in the work agam. """How long have you really cared T he asked in a whisper. "Always, Monty; all my life." "And t too, child; all my life. I know ft now; I've known it for months. O?? what a fool I was to have wasted al) this love of yours and all this love cf mine! But I'll not be a profligate-in love, Peggy. I'll not squander an atom of it dear, not as long as I live." "And we will build a greater love, Monty, as we build the new life togeth? er. We never can be poor while we have love as a treasure." "You won't mind being poor with me?" he asked. "I can't be poor with you," she said simply. . "And I might have let all this escape me!" he cried fervently. "Listen, Peg? gy; we will start together, you as my wife and my fortune. You shall be all that is left to me of the past. Will you marry me the day after tomorrow? Don't say 'No,' dearest. I want to begin on that day. At 7 In the morning, dear? ?on't you see how good the start will be?"^ And he pleaded so ardently and so earnestly that he won his point even though It grew out of a whim that she could not then understand. She was not to learn until afterward his object In having the marriage take place on the morning of Sept. 23, two hours be? fore the time set for the turning over of the Sedgwick millions. If all went well they would be Brewster's millions before 12 o'clock, and Peggy's life of poverty would cover no more .?than three hours of time. She believed'him worth a lifetime of poverty. So they would start the new life with but one possess! on-lo ve. Peggy rebelled against his desire to spend the $70 that still remained, but he was firm in his determination. They would dine and drive together and see all of the old life that was left-on $70. Then on the next day they would start all over again. There was one rude mo? ment of dismay when lt occurred to him that Peggy might be considered an ''asset" if she became his wife be? fore 9 o'clock. But he realized at once that it was only demanded of him thal: he be penniless and that he possess no object that had been acquired through the medium of Edwin Peter Brewster's money. Surely this wife who was not to come to him until his last dollar was gone could not be the product of an old man's legacy. But so careful was be in regard to the transaction that he decid? ed to borrow money of Joe Bragdon to buy the license and to pay the minis? ter's fee. Not only would he be penni? less on the day of settlement but he would be in debt. So changed was the : color of the world to him now that even ? the failure to win Sedgwick's millions , could not crush out the new life and the new joy that had come to him with the winning of Peggy Gray. 1 rT - --"-cn 1 PRICELESS WRITINGS FOUND. Christian and Pagan Manuscripts Un? earthed at Oxyrhyncus. Cairo, June 15.-Once more Dr. Grenfell and Dr. Hunt have made valuable" discoveries in the mounds of Oxyrhyncus, quite equal in import? ance to those which so fascinated the world of scholarship nine years ago. The Egyptian exploration fund has done wonders already, especially in \ ance of those so-called "Logia"- ' "the sayings of our Lord"-one of which at least has a strange and' unique value. In 1897, out of a mess ' or papyri dug out of the ruins of Oxyrhyncus, which was one of the chief early Christian centers in Egypt,'. ; and is situated some one hundred and twenty miles south of Cairo, was extracted a fragment containing eight sayings of the Lord. What exactly they constituted has been much de? bated by scholars since. Harnack maintains that they come from the lost Gospel of the Egyptians. Others suggest that they are excepts from a Jj primitive Gospel-probably written in Hebrew in the first instance; while others again speak of them as though they formed a part of a sort of original nucleus of the four can? onical Gospel. Most of the eight . "saying" added little or nothing to-j the Biblical lore of the world, but the 1 one numbered five was of first rate ~ interest and importance-a strange text in which Christ says, "Raise the stone and thou shalt find Me, cleave the^wood and there am I." To these "sayings" is now added a fresh and highly interesting contribution. j Among the newest finds of Dr. Gren? fell and Hunt is a vellum leaf, forty five/lines in alli from the manuscript of a lost Gospel. The subject ac? cording to the latest decails is a visit of Jesus, with His discip^s, to the g Temple of Jerusalem, and an encoun? ter with a Pharisee^ The Phararisee rebukes Christ and his followers be? cause they have omitted the necessary and proper ceremonial of purification before entering the Holy Place. Christ replies with a discourse on the difference betwen the external and in- 1 ternal purity. i This of course, is not dissimilar from the Gospels of Mat? thew and Luke; in the new fragment . there are several- words not^found in the new testament, while the writer displays a considerable familiarity with Jewish customs, and also with the topography of the Temple of Jerusalem. The nature and value of. the Gospel from which this passage comes, however, is not known nor can more be said on the subject until the fresh Oxyrhyncus papyri are pub? lished next year. . 'ig Eut this is not the only valuable ele? ment in thc new discoveries. 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