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wpjneht. 191.1. International Rem Service.
Husbands an* Wives
Seeing the Time
-Senator Depew, amid his memories
of Thanksgiving;, said at Briar Cliff
"I remember a Thanksgiving orator,
in my boyhood in Peekskill, who
worked the reminiscence stop too per
" 'I've seen the time, dear friends,
the orator said, 'when you couldn't
go into your pumpkin field without
danger of leaving your scalp behind.
I've seen the time when tea was 15 a
pound. I've seen the time when you
lad to carry your gun to church for
fear of redskins. I've seen the time
"At this point a voice from the gal
" 'And I've seen the time when I've
looked at the clock.' "
The Dingbat Family
Polly and Her Pals
KING OF DIAMONDS
aTH RILLI KG JTORY or CRl ilo\
Continued from Saturday
Mason's brows wrinkled in thought.
I The project sounded plausible enough.
Determined as he was to wreak his
vengeance on Philip, Grenier's inge
nious idea not only offered him a reli
able means of escape, but promised a
rich harvest of wealth. Certainly it
was worth trying. Not once, but many
j times Juring the preceding month.
! Grenier had withheld the murderer's
! willing hand. When it did fall, what
| keener satisfaction could he have than
: the knowledge that he would be en-
I riched by the deed?
I can't see ahead like you." said
Mason at last. "But I will obey or
i ders. You tell me where and when; I
! will be there."
Grenier shifted his feet uneasily.
"I don't quite mean that," he said.
"I will acquaint you with certain facts
lon which you may rely absolutley. I
will forthwith act myself on the as
sumption that the real Philip Anson
won't Interfere with me. That is all "
The other man guffawed most un
pleasantly. This sophistry did not ap
peal to him.
"Put it any way you like." he said.
"You can depend on me for my part
of the bargain."
"And you fan be quite certain that
in a very little while we need not
trouble our active wits any further
as to the wherewithal to en.loy life.
I have thought this Idea out in all
Its bearings. It simply can't fail.
Come, let us drink to a glorious fu
He reached for a decanter, but a
sudden knock at the door Jarred the
nerves of both men considerably.
"See who is there," whispered Gre
nier, whose face showed white through
the paint and grease it bore.
"What about you In that rlgout?"
growled the stronger ruffian.
"I will slip into my bedroom. Quick!
See who it is."
"Where's Victor?" he said eagerly.
"In his room; he will be here in a
moment. What's the matter? You
look pretty glum."
"I've had a piece of wretched luck.
I was at Mrs. Atherley's 'At Home' to
day, when Anson turned up. I met
him without winking;, but he knew
me at once. He called me outside
and treated me like a dog."
"He did, eh?"
"Yes. It was no good trying to
bluff him. Only on the guarantee
that I would never meet Miss Ather
ton again would he consent not to ex
pose me. I'm done. My last chance is
gone. I have wasted my money on
Grenier's mad notions, and was fool
enough to think you meant what you
said when you swore to have Anson's
Crenler, who heard every word, re
"Does Philip Anson know that Mr.
James ("richton is Sir Philip
Morland's stepson?" he asked.
"I can't teli. What does it matter,
"Think, man, think! Does he even
know your name?"
"He can easily find out."
"Not he. This young spark has a
fine sense of honor. You promised to
keep away from the lady in future.
He will never even mention you. And
your money is not lost. It has been
well spent, every farthing. Take care
Miss Evelyn does not see you until
she is heartbroken about Philip An
son. She will be; you can be quite
sure of It. Then your opportunity
THE IXMATES OF THE GRANGE
Philip walked on roses during
those glorious days. He had found
his mate. His life was complete. How
bright the world, and how fair the
The only disagreeable incident mar
ring; the utter Joy of existence, and
that only for an instant, was his en
counter with Lang-don at Mrs. Ather
ley's pretty fiat in Mount street.
Grenier, endowed by nature with
an occasional retrospective glimpse
of a nobler character, read him cor
rectly when he said that Anson would
never condescend to name the in
truder In the presence of the woman
But he did ask a servant who It
was with whom he had Just been con
THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, MONDAY. DECEMBER 8, 1913
versing in the etitrance hall, and the
girl said the gentleman was a Mr.
Ungdon. Sr>; Mrs. Atherfley did not
know him well. He was brought to
her "at home" on a previous Wednes
day by a friend.
Obviously, Evelyn could not have
more than a passing acquaintance
with the mRn. or she would have rec
ognized him herself. Her agitation
that night in the park, the terror of
a difficult situation, was enough to
account for her failure in this respect;
nor was Philip then aware that at
her previous meeting with Lady Mor
land's son she entertained a curious
suspicion. Instantly dispelled by his
glib manner, that Langdon was the
man who sought to thrust his un
welcome attentions upon her.
Mount street—how came Mrs. Ath
erley and her daughter to return to
the precincts of Mayfair? That was a
little secret between Philip and Lord
When Evelyn slyly endeavored to
make her new admirer understand
that there could be no intimacy be
tween a millionaire and a young lady
who was embarking on a professional
career—she thought so, be it recorded;
this is no canon of art—he seemingly
disregarded the hint, but interviewed
Lord Vanstone next morning.
The conversation was stormy on one
side and emphatic on the other. Philip
had heard sufficient of Mrs. Atherley's
history by Judicious inquiry to enable
him to place some unpleasant facts
before hie lordship.
When the facts had been thrust
down the aristocratic gorge, Anson
turned to pleasanter topics. He in
formed Lord Vanstone, who bore the
title as the third son of a marquis,
that his niece's future was more Im
portant than his lordship's dignity.
He must eat mud for her sake, and
Various firms of solicitors set to
work. and. marvelous to relate. Lord
Vanstone was able to write and in
form his half-sister that certain spec
ulations in which he had invested her
fortune were turning out well. A
cash payment of £2,000 would be
made to her at once, and she pos
sessed an assured income of at least
£1.500 per annum during the remain
der of her life.
The poor lady had heard these
fairy tales before; indeed, some such
story of more gorgeous proportions
had converted her consols into waste
A WELCOME CHECK
But a lawyer, not Lord Vans tone's,
sent her a check for the larger
amount, and, at a subsequent inter
view, affirmed the statements made
by her unreliable relative.
So she went back to her caste, and
her caste welcomed Iter with open
arms, and the dear woman thanked
Providence for the decree that her
daughter might now accept the at
tentions of any man. no matter how
rich he might be, for she saw the
drift of Philip's wishes, and. If Eve
lyn were married to him, surely all
their previous trials might be deemed
She little dreamed that imperious
Philip had ordered matters his own
Tt was not to his thinking that hie
bride should come to him from the
ercnteel obsourUy of Maids* Crescent.
He wtuld give 1,-r a grent position
worthy of the highest in the land and
h was better for her that lie si.oula
woo iind win her from the ranks of
It should not oe imagined that ho
was hasty In his decision. To his
mind Evelyn and he were known to
each other since they were children.
It was not by the wayward caprice
of chance that he met her on tlio
night of the meteor's fall, nor again,
that he came to her assistance a sec
ond time after the lapse of years.
It was his mother's work. He was
faithful to her memory—she to her
trust. Never did his confidence waver.
On the day that Evelyn consented to
marry him he showed her his mother's
photograph and told her his belief.
The girl's happy tears bedewed the
"A good son makes a good husband,"
she murmured. "Mamma says I have
been a good daughter, and I will try
to be a good wife, Philip."
Apparently these young people had
attained the very pinnacle of earthly
happiness. There was no cloud no ob
stacle. All that was best in the world
was at their feet.
Some such thought flitted through
Philip's active brain once when Eve
lyn and he were discussing the future.
"Of course, we will be busy," he
said, laughing. "You are such an In
dustrious little woman—what? Well,
such an industrious tall woman—that
the days won't be long enough for all
you will find to do. As for me, I sup
pose I must try and earn a peerage.
Just to give you your proper place in
society, and then we will grow up
"Oh, Philip," she cried, placing her
hands on his shoulders. "We met once
as children for a few minutes.
Fate ordained/ that we should meet
again under strange circumstances.
We were separated for years. Can
fate play us any uncanny trick that
will separate us again?"
"Well sweetheart, fate, in the shape
of Wale, is coming for me at 6. Un
less you wish me to aend for my man
and dress hare"
'"Sometimes I can not quite credit
my good fortune," she said, softly.
"Tell me, dearest, how did you man
age to live until you were 25 without
falling In love with some other girl?"
"That is ridiculously easy. Tell me
how you managed to escape matri
mony until you were 22 and you are
"Philip, I—l liked you that night I
saw you in the square. You were a
woe-begone little boy, but you were so
brave, and gave me your hand to help
me from the carriage with the air of a
A QUIET WEDDING
"And I have cherished your face in
my waking d.-cams ever since. You
looked like a fairy. And how you
stuck up for me against your uncle!"
"Tell me, what did you think of
me when yo»i saw me standing discon
solate in the park?"
Tell, tell, tell—it was nothing but
sweet questions and sweet assurances
that this pair of turtle doves had
been seeking each other through all
I Goes further than green tea —and I
I more refreshing, too. I
Simply Heart Breaking Truth
Copyright, 1913, International Newn Service.
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Their wedding - was fixed for the
middle of July. Sharp work, it may
be said, but what need was there
to wait? Mr. Abingdon was greatly
pleased with Philip's choice, and
urged him to settle down at the
earliest possible date.
Mrs. Atherley, too, raised no pro
test. The sooner her beloved daugh
ter was married, the more rapidly
would life resume its normal aspect:
they would not long be parted from
The young people had no house
keeping cares. Philip's mansions were
replete with all that could be de
sired by the most fastidious taste.
His yacht was brought to the Solent,
so that they could run over to Ports
mouth on a motor car to inspect her.
and Evelyn instantly determined that
their honeymoon in Etretat should be
curtailed to permit them to go for a
three weeks' cruise around the British
This suggestion, of course, appealed
to Philip. Nothing could be more
delightful. He whispered in Evelyn's
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ear that he would hug her for the
idea at the first available opportunity.
One morning, a day of June rain,
a letter reached Philip. It bore the
printed superscription, "The Hall,
Beltham, Devon," but this was struck
out and another address substituted.
It was written in a screwing, waver
ing hand, the callgraphy of a man old
and very ill. It read:
"My Dear Philip: I am lying at
the point of death, ao I nse no
labored vroTda to explain: why I ,
addreaa you In anrh manner. I j
want to tell yon how bitterly I
regret the Injnatlce I allowed to j
your dear mother and my alater. ]
If, of your charity, yon will com*
to my bedside and assure a feeble
old man of your forglveneaa, I can
meet the coming ordeal strong
In the certainty that Mary Aaaon
will not refnae what yea have
given In her behalf.
"Your sorrowing uncle,