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A cur!ous l ' i,, , i, ti lt
y jud, t, r',, h;: d, ful
; a o t b a r r ie r s s o r t 1 1 .
hs t 'inl ti i. . i t! j e it
ts oelftran tolw (':: r. ila
The jblee ut.h , i ';ý :". .> ý V t iks
eiau re. , -tl " I , , rs t e,
eabouts of th,' v, i , .., i I. tI
to be the w1d41 if << t,:an t'id
t hejude , and ! i l,' 1 r miur
years before. I1 r .o I tr iu e n
to the judge's , s'i fr,. il Iwh ,lll ' is
y gged. but the iturir itw l n the
She plans to ,,r r husl,:ind'
iy and asks i !i' j . , '.. . .\li'
r o rn Dr e b ,r Ih - i" " r , t s t h ".
per clippins oi lln' - t.e si try ,
,urder Tof ale r' ,n Ul.:h rid l
Jo Sco lle In IT :i:a k I i .1, ,. , 1tw . lw1
rbefor The jl . a- u Mr. S,, i
at Spencer's Fu,.lly' and1l F !w shows
how, on the d(ay (If .I. onrte v. ir, u ,
Ithe shadow of a .i', t , 1ittlin a1
and wearing a l,, p . , ,.i. ,: . 1i'.,.
thu s b a n d . U n t i l h u t f + x. u t :r l : 1 ,o
*i got know that hr h , 1 had not
IfO that cap on the f:it i ,luy. Thll
et engages her and r ;l u:
ither to live with hi:n in ls mynsteri
A Bit of Steel.
w'hen are you going to Judge Os
Tomorrow. This is n:y last free
i. So if there is anything for ilm to
' do tell me, Mr. Black, and let me
pt to work at once."
"There is nothing you can do. The
tter is hopeless. i told you so the
Ier night, and now, after a couple
1days of thought on the subject. I
:0 obliged to repeat my assertion.
gTr own convictions in tile matter,
your story of the shadow and the
cap may appeal to the public
uil assure you some sympathy, but
l' an entire reversal of its opinion
ids will need substantial and incon
t bertible evidence. Find me some
g definite to go upon and we will
.Debtfully she eyed him. "What
want," she observed at length, with
"is the name of the man who
d down the ravine ahead of
husband. I cannot give it to you
but I do not despair of learning
I have got to renew old acquain
revive old gossip; possibly, re
to life almost obliterated mem
ir. Black, dropping his hand from
net, gave her his first look of un
1 ring true," said he. "I have
men qualified to lead a forlorn
but never before a woman. Al
to express my regret that it is
t forlorn one."'
Scoville rose. Then she sat
again, with the remark:
have a strange notion. It's a hard
..to explain and you may not un
me, but I should like to see,
still exists, the stick-my hus
stick-with which this crime
coilmmitted. Do the police retain
.hings? Is there any possibility
'finding it laid away in some
at headquarters or on some
:Black was again astonished.
lthis callousness or a very deep
0 shall see the stick if it is still
oi01d. I will take you to police
iters if you will go heavily
We don't want any recogni
yOU there yet."
ck, you are very good. How
, he announced, jumping up
Was one little fact of which
k was ignorant-that the po
-had their eye on the veiled
iOlamore inn for several days
knew who his companion was
t they stepped into head.
In vain his plausible ex
i o showing his lady friend the
of the place; her interest
18aila of criminology was well
by Sergeant Doolittle.
Swhen he saw the small,
.Oye of the lawyer begin to
.the shelves, and beheld his
38 it sometimes did when he
j eil his purpose in an air of
pation, he knew what the
Out would be, as well as if
tnlds which left Mr. Black's
evals had been words in
limrticulate grunts. He was,
lrepared when the question
t~emortal of the Etheridge
but a stick with blood
. That, I'm afraid, wouldn't
~ 4reeable sight for a lady's
"She's proof," the lawyer whispered
in the oflicer's ear. "Let's see the
The sergeant considered this a very
interesting experience-quite a jolly
break in the dull monotony of the day.
I unting up the stick, he laid it in the
lawyer's hands, and then turned his
eye upon the lady.
She had gone' pale, but it took her
but an instant to regain her equanimi
ty and hold out her own hand for the
And so the three stood there, the
men's faces ironic, inquisitive, won
dering at the woman's phlegm if not
at her motive; hers, hidden behind her
veil, but bent forward over the weapon
in an attitude of devouring interest.
Thus for a long, slow minute; thenI
she impulsively raised her head and,
beckoning the two men nearer, she
directed attention to a splintered por
tion of the handle and asked them
what they saw there.
"Nothing; just stick," declared the
sergeant. "The marks you are look
ing for are higher up."
"And you, Mr. Black?"
liHe saw nothing either but stick. But
he was little less abrupt in his answer.
")Do you mean those roughnesses?"
he asked. "That's where the stick
was whittled. You remember that be
had been whittling at the stick-"
The word shot from her lips so vi
olently that for a moment both men
looked staggered by it. "Then Mr.
Ilack, with unaccustomed forbear
anice, answered gently enough:
"Why, Scoville, madam; or so the
prosecution congratulated itself upon
having proved to the jury's satisfac
tion. It did not tally with Scoville's
story or with common sense I know.
You remember-pardon me-I mean
that any one who read a report of the
case, will remember how I handled the
matter in my speech. But the prej
She Had Gone Pale.
udice in favor of the prosecution-I
will not say against the defense-was
too much for me, and common sense,
the defendant's declarations, and my
eloquence all went for nothing."
"Of course they produced the
"Was it a new knife, a whole one, I
mean, with all its blades sharp and
in good order?"
"Yes. I can say that. I handled it
"Then, whose blade left that?" And
again she pointed to the same place
on the stick where her finger had fall
"I don't know what you mean." The
sergeant looked puzzled. Perhaps, his
eyesight was not very keen.
"Have you a magnifying glass?
There is something embedded in this
wood. Try and find out what it is."
The sergeant, with a queer look at
Mr. Black, who returned it with inter
est, went for a glass, and when he had
used it, the stare he gave the heavily
veiled woman drove Mr. Black to
reach out his own hand for the glass.
"Well," he burst forth, after a pro
longed scrutiny, "there is something
"The point of a knife blade. The
extreme point," she emphasized. "It
might easily escape the observation
even of the most critical, without such
aid as is given by this glass.'
"No orne thought of using a magni
fying glass on this," blurted out the
sergeant . ' The ::rks made by the
knife were plain enough for all to see,
and that was all which sehemed im
Mr. lBlack said nothing; le(, :as feel
ing a trifle cieapl)-solnetlui:" w hich
did not agree with his crusty nature.
Not having scn Mrs. Scoviill for a
half-hour without her veil, her influ
eince over him was on the wane, andt
ihe began to regret that he had laid
himself open to this humiliation.
She saw that it would be left for her
to wind up the interview and get out
of the place without arousing too
muclh much attention. With a self
poSsession which astonished both men,
knowing her immense interest in this
matter, she laid down the stick, and,
with a gentle shrug of her shoulders,
remarked in an easy tone:
"Well, it's curious! The ins and
outs of a crime, I mean. Such a dis
c('overy ten years after the event (I
think you said ten years) is very in
teresting." Then she sighed: "Alas!
it's too late to benefit the one whose
life it might have saved. Mr. Black,
shall we be going? I have spent a
most en!tertaining quarter of an hour."
Mr. PBlack glanced from her to the
sergeant before he joined her. Then,
with one of his sour smiles directed to
wards the former, he said:
"I wouldn't be talking about this,
sergeant. It will (1do no good, and may
subject us to ridicule."
'Th'e sergeant, none too well pleased,
nodded slightly. Seeing which, she
"I don't know about that, I should
think it but proper reparation to the
dead to let it be knowv n that his own
story of innocence has received this
[itt the lawyer continued to shake
his head, with a very sharp look at the
sergeant. If he could have his way
he v ould have this matter stop just
where it was.
"This is my daughter, Judge Os
trander; Reuther, this is the judge."
The introduction took place at the
outer g:ates whither the judge had
gone to receive them.
Reuther threw aside her veil and
looked up into the face bent courte
ously towards her. It had no look of
Oliver. They were fine eyes notwith
standing, piercing by nature, but just
now misty with a feeling that took
away all her fear. IHe was going to
like her; she saw it in every trembling
line of his countenance, and at the
thought a smile rose to her lips.
With a courteous gesture he invited
them in, but stopping to lock one gate
before leading them through the oth
er, Mrs. Scoville had time to observe
that since her last visit with its ac
companying inroad of the populace,
the two openings which at this point
gave access to the walk between the
fences had been closed up with boards
so rude and dingy that they must have
come from some old lumber pile in at
tic or cellar.
The judge detected her looking at
"I have cut off my nightly prom
enade," said he. "With youth in the
house, more cheerful habits must pre
vail. Tomorrow I shall have my lawn
cut, and if I must walk after sundown
I will walk there."
The two women exchanged glances.
Perhaps their gloomy anticipations
were not going to be realized.
But once within the house, the judge
"I have few comforts to offer," said
he, opening a door at his right and
then hastily closing it again. "This
part of the house is, as you see, com
pletely dismantled and not-very
clean. But you shall have carte
blanche to arrange to your liking one
of these rooms for your sitting room
and parlor. There is furniture in the
attic and you may buy freely what
ever else is necessary. I don't want
to discourage little Reuther. As for
your bedrooms-" He stopped,
hemmed a little and flushed a vivid
red as he pointed up the dingy flight
of uncarpeted stairs towards which, he
led them. "They are above; but it is
with shame I admit that I have not
gone above this floor for many years.
Consequently, I don't know how it
looks up there or whether you can
even find towels and things. Have I
counted too much on your good na
"No; not at all. In fact, you simply
arouse all the housekeeping instincts
The judge drew a breath of relief
and led Reuther towards a door at the
end of the hall.
"This is the way to the dining room
and kitchen," he explained. "I have
been accustomed to having my meals
served in my own room, but after this
I shall join you at table. Here," he
continued, leading her up to the iron
door, "is the entrance to my den. You
may knock here if you want me, but
there is a curtain beyond, which no
one lifts but myself. You understand,
my dear, and will excuse an old manu's
She smiled, rejoicing only in the
caressing voice, and in the yearning',
almost fatherly, Incnnier with which
he surveyed hcr.
"1 quite und+'rstand," she said; "and
so will 1iotho r."
"i uther." he nlOW otsi),erv' (d with a
strange intermlixtLure of :geatlenes and
authority, "there is one tih ' ;i g I wish
to say to you at the very start. I may
grow to love you-(God knows that a
little affection weould be a welcome
change iln iy lif"e--but I want you to
hihnw and know now, that all the love
in tbhe world will not change my deci- I
sion as to tlhe impropriety of a match
between you and oI y son Oliver. That
settled, there is no reason why all
should not be clear bet ween us."
"All is clear."
Faint and far off the words sounded,
though she was standing so near he
could have laid his hand on her shoul
der. Then she gave one sob as though
in saying thin- she heard the last clod
fall upon what would never see resur
rection again in this life, and, lifting
"What a Father Can Do, I Will Do for
her head, looked him straight in theI I
which bowed his spirit and caused his
"What a father can do for a child, I
I i I
evolved a home out of chaos. That is,
within limits. She had not entered
doWhat a Father Can Do, I Will Do for
her head, looked him straight in the
eye with a decision and a sweetnessthe lack of those
attenthich bowensd his spirit and caused histo
head in turn to fall upon his breast.
"What a father can do for a child, Ishe
wihall do for you," he murmured, and led
her back to her mother.
A week, and Deborah Scoville had
evolved a home out of chaos. That is,
within limits. She had not entered
the judge's rooms, nor even offered to
do so. Later, there must be a change.
So particular a man as the judge
would soon find himself too uncom
fortable to endure the lack of those
attentions which he had been used to
in Bela's day. He had not even askedloft
for clean sheets, and sometimes she
had found herself wondering, with a
strangome shrinking of her heart, if his
shbed wascould expver madet, or when ther he hadof
hisbed and bed clothes it presented an
She hadct somewhat startling. These
blingothes werough there, tosse she had comeap
upon the floor, but there was in a loftin
sigover the kitchen and she hacould havbeen
servemuch amazed at its condition. Insuch.
It hadsome respects it lookdragged asout. Evidecent as
of this were everyct, bwt in there on matter ofnar
rowbed and btwisted clthes it presented anlf
lips aspect she remewhatmbered the rat-tat-tathe
clothes were thered on thatossed in a heapnight
when the floor, but there was no bed ince,
anserved aswondered now i it had not beensuch.
of this were everywhere on the nar-om
hammrow, twsted staircase. A smile, half
pnlayed the cardpenter that night as
well as the mover, and wif it had not beenvisible
thouse forbumping ofall this cot sliding fromand order she
stephad brought into it; a mystery whichstep.
uremoteness from the repeated stroblke of a
hammer existe unmistakable. He hadce.
played the carpenter that night ase.
well as the mover, and with no visible waiting
anxiousely for Reuall the harm and order sheat
had broumight brointo it; a mystery which a
deeply intered disturbinged her, and which for the
wet hopnted poise, and given, as tanding its were
remoteness from the real ps groblemwing to an
healarming existene.t among the women of
The Picture, Cana.
the better class at Ottawa, Canado.
MIXED AT WEDDING
PV Returning, Find That
:Cvrtlficates of Marriage
Are In Error.
1y a very annoying situa
Hiere, Mrs. John F. Bar
least the charming bride
;'*terday thought she was
I;. Barrett, finds that her
cate reads that she is
V.Robert D. Savage, whom
all this time as her brother-in-law. And
little Mrs. Robert D. Savage finds she
isn't Mrs. Robert D. Savage at all in
the stupid marriage certificate, but is
there recorded as Mrs. John F. Bar
rett. It is really very annoying in
deed, says the San Francisco Bulletin.
Some months ago Margaret Casey
and Elise Casey, daughters of James
T. Casey, supervisor of San Mateo.
were centers of interest at a big dou
ble wedding at Colma. Margaret went
to the altar with Robert Savage, a
young ranchman of Halfmoon Bay, and
Elise dittoed to the ditto and ex
changed vows with John Barrett. a con
tractor of San Francisco
The Barretts went on a trip East.
Th, Savages proceeded on an automo
bile tour through Southern California.
Now they have returned to find that
the marriage certificates, all duly
signed and filed, have registered as
husband and wife quite the wrong
pairs. Margaret's name is where
Elise's ought to be and, equally annoy
ing, Elise's name is where Margaret's
Now, it happens that the time limit
for making changes in legally regis.
tered marriage certificates has ex.
pired. A clerical error, but really
quite annoying, you know!
He'll Find the Room.
"Make room for your boy's ener
gles," advises Edwin Markham. He
will find tho room if you will supply
him with~ a bat, a catcher's mask, a
ball and a glove. He simply doesn't
want a lawnmover or a whitewash
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Years' Standing With First
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digestive tract which appear to be
particularly prevalent in the South.
Many others have found a way to
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The first dose of this remedy proves
what it will do.
T. D. GOODPASTURtE, 802 Sabine
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R. L. RANDELL, Laredo, Texas,
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stomach and around the heart. Get one
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on an absolute guarantee-if not satis.
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Few Sailors Row or Swim.
A survivor from one of the tor
pedoed ships says: "We had no men
in our boat who could row. I had nev
er rowed a boat before, but I can do
so now." The smallness of the num
ber of men in our mercantile marine
who can handle a rowboat would
surprise the majority of people, and
those who can handle a sail are an
even smaller band. They get almost
no opportunity of learning. As for
swimming, very few are experts, and
battalions of them cannot swim a
stroke. Just last summer I sailed
with a British cargo boat officered by
nonswimmers, and having on board
only four men in all who believed
that, unaided, they could keep them
selves afloat.-London Chronicle.
"What's the difference between a
politician and a statesman?"
"I figure it this way. A politician
has to wear a slouch hat and a string
tie. But a statesman is sufficiently
sure of his job to feel that he can play
golf without offending the plain peo
"What's your hired man plowing up
your front yard for, Blinks?"
"My daughter has a new camera,
and the instruction says to break up
the foreground before taking a picture,
and I couldn't very well let her do
that hard work."
A Bad Guess.
Panhandler -Mister, I appeal to
Passer-by-Not in the least, bo! Ex
cuse my dust!-Puck.
A man who is tied to his wife's apron
string certainly isn't fast.
For thrush use IIarnford's Pl am
Keep Iiaford'; al:a:n li your star
Ti'mi Y(ut-',Vhat ,! I have to
pay fo ' a Ilarriae lic -rs
Fa'cetiousi ('lrk--W\ (ll, o iu it it (in
the in }tallment plan.
Timid Youth--IIows that ?
Facetious ('lerk--Two dollars down
and most of your salary each w ~(
for the rest of your life.
HOW SHE ENDED TEN
YEARS OF SKIN-TORTURE
Oct. 28, 1914:-"I had eczema on
my fa(e for ten years. Little red pi:n
ples formed in a small spot on my
c!!in and then spread all over my face
The: 'tched and burned me awfully.
I trim ' almost every remedy and treat
ment that could be used for this trou.
ble, but nothing did me any good. I
used resinol ointment and resinol
soap, and was relieved in a day or
two. In one month I was cured. This
was six months ago and the trouble
has never returned."-(Signed) Mrs.
C. C. Roberts, Weatherford, Okla.
Every druggist sells resinol ointment
2nd resinol soap and doctors have
prescribed the resinol treatment for
more than twenty years.-Adv.
The Human Touch.
There must be a sensitive touch
A visitor to a manufactory saw a man
molding clay into pots. Noticing that
all the molding was done by hand, he
said to the workman: "Why do you
not use a tool to aid you in shaping
the clay?' The workman replied:
"There is no tool that can do this
work. We have tried different ones,
but somehow it needs the human
touch." And how true it is that in
shaping lives for God there is need of
the human touch. We cannot do the
Lord's work by machinery. Jesus
touched men, imparting health, cleans
ing and salvation.-Biblical Recorder.
Satan and the Cerulean Deep.
"I'm in a quandary."
"1 have two invitations to dinner,
and I can't decide-"
"Which one to accept?"
"No, which one to refuse. One is
to a home where a young lady has
just come home from a piano con
servatory, and the other is where a
five-year-old boy knows a lot of reci
'How did you manage to win the
hand of an heiress," asked the en
vious friend of a "dancing man."
"Oh-er--I glided into her aftec.
More So Than the Panama.
Bix-Which do you consider the
most important canal in the world?
Dix-The alimentary is to me.
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The handy, tight-sealed package brings
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Grocers everywhere sell