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swered the colonel. Then he bent
forward and took the boy's hand
"Gilfoy," he saidr "you have
taken no life. It "was not you who
betrayed your country it was
your devil, your own personal,
private devil, the one who lies in
wait for each man to trap him
when he revolts against the dom
inance or nis better nature, a
davalry troop leaves for Santos
is evening. You will accom-
any it and there take the train
Gilfoy half rose, and suddenly
t down again and burst into
"I ought to die," he gobbed,
he will never "
She will never know any-
mg, .. the colonel answered,
mpleting the sentence. He
ailed to the jailer.
"Private Gilfoy is pardoned,"
fee said. "Brine: him his uniform
ind set him free.
"Yes, Miss King, you will have
o go back to Manila," said Col-
nel Saunders five minutes later.
"If we had known you were corn
ing well, we might have made
different arrangements. There
will be a cavalry troop leaving for
Santos, the terminal, tomorrow
afternoon. Till then you must be
the guest of the regiment.
He passed his haad over his
eyes, ana suddenly seizing nis
pen, he scrawled "Verdict disap
proved" across the paper. He,
looked up. I ell Congressman
Lathrop that I shall try to live up
to my reputation henceforward'
SAVE YOUR FINGERS
A nut-cracking device is the
latest thumb and finger saver.
The block of wood can be of any
size or thickness, just so it per
mits the sinking of a few holes of
various sizes to hold different
sized nuts. The nuts are placed
in the holes and then you can
bang away without fear of smash
ing your fingers.
, o o
SHE KNEW BETTER
The little maid stood in the
doorway, one hand on the handle.
For a moment she gazed thought
fully at her father, who was pre
paring to take his afternoon nap.
"Papa," she said, "do you know
what Fm going to give you for
your birthday when it comes?"
"No, dear," answered her fond
father. "But tell me." ,
"A nice new china' shaving
mug, with gold flowers', on ir all
round," said the little maid.
"But, my dear," explained her
parent, "papa has a nice one, just
like that, already."
"No, he hasn't," his little
daughter answered thoughtfully,
" 'cos 'cos I've just dropped