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* Mer ize ho-"
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ou must havi
So that Is MIs
Sshe? Didn't I tel
She.is a type, Js1
-d maii-a really wonder
her yesterday-and th4
-wondering how youman
likeness of her'on th(
veoe"Sad~ Leslie sar
"Must have .had a good
at her, my boy..' It isn't a
you 'kn ow."
"It Is an Impression
at -. drew it from memory
~ '~mysouL "
h e .mmensely gratified, I'n
Y ieaven's sake, Les, don't b
such afoo . as to show her the thing.'
"Ohigou. needn't worry. She. has a
fihe -semid'of humor."
-Bootifddn't know whether tolag
oi scoarL H& compromised with him
I~self by-slipping his arm through thai
of his fiendl and saying heartily:
"aIP ~h you the best of luck, oli
- Thamka,' said Leslie drily.
"l Which Hetty is Weiglied.
Both and. Leslie- returned to th4
e cEy Q Tuiesday. The artist left be
~Wradsl~A~ie n- the solitude of hli
~vm..-ol after the-rest~ of the house
s wapped in .slumber on the first
of 'sstay at Southlook. It was
7'nof Hetty, and quite as wonderfu]
a'thlymatterno fathelne but t
Nt Was as Deeply Perplexed as Ever.
*torly .'without the subtle something
that Tnade the other nrotable. The
craftiness of the artist was there; but
-the touch of inspiration was lacking.
Sara was delighted. She was flat
tered, and made no pretense of disguls
lng the fact.
The discussion which followed the
exhibition of the sketch at luncheon,
was very animated. It served to ex
cite Leslie to such a degree that he
brought forth from his pocket the
treasured sketch of Hetty, for the pur
pose of comparison.
The girl who had been genuinely en
thusiastic over the picture of Sara,
and who had not been by way of know
lng that the first sketch existed, was
Ycovered with confusion. Embarrss
ment and a- shy sense of gratification
were succeeded almost at once by a
~eeling of keen annoyance. The fact
that the sketch was in Leslie's pos
"MARSE HENRY"~ AND ROYALTY
Watterson's intimacy With Louis Na
poien Serves to Recall a
It is related when Mark Twain was
presented to the Prince of Wales he
"was most graciously received by Al
bert Edward, who took the great hu
.morist aside and hold an animated
cnv'ersation with him, and upon part
lng obser -"I am glad to hav'e
met you Mr. Clemens."
sed and somewhat
"Again, your roya
with a twinkle in his
- plied: "Why, don't
en you were on top
ng down and I was
n coming up the
to a forgotten
session-and evidently a thing to be
cherished-tookaway all the pleasure
she may have experienced during the
first few moments of Interest.
Booth caught the angry flash in her
eyes, preceding the flush and unac
countable pallor that followed al'ost
immediately. He felt guilty, and at
the same time deeply annoyed with
Leslie. Later on he tried to explain,
but the attempt was a lamentable fail
-ure. She laughed, not unkindly, in
Leslie had refused to allow the
sketch to leave his hand. If she could
have gained possession of it, even for
an Instant, the thing would have been
torn to bits. But it went back into his
commodious pocketbook, and she was
too proud to demand it of him.
She- became oddly sensitive to
Booth's persistent though inoffensive
scrutiny as time wore on. More than
once she had caught him looking at
her with a fixedness that betrayed per
plexity so plainly that she could not
fail to recognize aa underlying motive.
He was vainly striving to refresh his
memory; thafwas clear to her. There
Is no mistaking that look in a person's
eyes.- It -cannot be disguised.
He was as deeply perplexed as ever
when the time came for him to depart
h Leslie. He asked her point blank
on the last evening of his stay if they
had ever met before, and she frankly
confessed to a short memory for faces.
It was not unlikely, she said, that he
had seen her in London or in Paris,
but she had not the faintest recollec
tion of having seen him before their
meeting in the road.
- Urged by Sara, she hid reluctantly
consented to sit to him for a portrait
during the month of June. He put the
request in such terms that it did not
sound like a proposition. It was not
surprising that he should want her for
a subject; In fact, he put.-It in such a
Away that she could not but feel that
* she would be doing, him a great and
enduring favor. She imposed but one
condition: The picture was never to
be exhibited. He met that, with bland
magnanimity, biproffering the canvas
to Mrs. Wrandall, as the - subject's
"next best friend," to "have and to
hold so long as she might live," "free
gratis," -"with the artist's compli
ments," and so on and so forth, in airy
Leslie's aid had geen solicited by
both Sara and the painter in the final
effort to overcome the girl's objec
tions. -'He was rather bored about It,
but added his voice; to the - general
clamour. With half an eye one could
se'e that he did not relish the Idea of
Hetty. posing for days to the hand
~pine, agreeable painter. Moreover, It
meant that Booth, who' could afford to
' gratify his own whims, would be
obliged to spend a month or more In
the neighborhood, so 'that he could do
vote himself almost entirely to the
consummation of this particular under
taking. Moreover, it meant that Vivi
an's portrait was to be temporarily
Sara Wrandall was quick to recog
nize the first symptoms of jealousy on
the part of her brother-In-law. The
new Idol of the Wrandalls was in love,
selfishly, Insufferably in love as things
went with all the Wrandalls. They
hated selfishly, and so they loved. Her
husband had been their king. But
their king was dead, long live the
king! Leslie had put on the family
crown-a little jauntily, perhaps
cocked over the eye a bit, so to speak
--but It was there just the same, an
noyingly plain to view.
Sara had tried'-to like him. He had
been her friend, the' only one she could
claim among them all. And yet, be
ne'th his genial allegiance, she could
detect the air of con'descension, the
bland attitude of a 'superior who de
fends another's cause for the reason
that It gratifies Nero. She experienced
a thrill of malicious joy in contemplat
ing the fall of Nero. He would bring
down his house about his head, and
there would be no Rome to pay the
. * S e e * *
Brandon Booth took a small cottage
on the upper road, half way between
the village and the home of Sara
Wrandall, and not far from the ab
horred "back gate" that, swung In the
teeth of her connections by marriage.
He set up his establishment In half a
day and, being settled, betook himself
off to dine with Sara and- Hetty. All
hils household cares, like the world,
rested snugly on the shoulders of an
Atlas named Pat, than whom there,
was no more faithful servitor in all
the earth, nor in the .heavens, for that
matter, If we are to accept his own
estimate of himself. In any event, he
was a treasure. Booth's house 'was al
ways in order. Try as he would, he
couldn't get It out of order. Pat's wife
saw to that.
As he swung jauntily down the tree
lined road that led to Sara's portals,
Booth was full of the joy of living.
Sara was at the bottom of the ter
race, moving among the flower beds In
the formal garden.
At the sound of his footsteps on the
gravel, Sara looked up and instantly
smiled her welcome.
"I is so nice to see you again," she
said, giving him her hand.
"My heart's in the highland,'" he
quoted, waving a vague tribute to the
heavens. "And It's nice of you to see
acquaintance was established, or that
lIwas ever Invited to share his cup;
but the lady who was keeping com
pany with me then-she is still around.
be sure, and still Imaginative, bless
her dear old bones!--could. she de-!
clared, distinctly see the dIshes come
on and off the imperial table, and once
she thought she saw him pick his Im
perial teeth, and again she got -a
glimpse of the empre s--who is now
under the very roof of this hotel-I
which she makes her hame whenever
she revisits Paris.
I wonder if, looking acros~s into the
gardens of the Tuilleries ove'..4,he way,.
she thinks regretfully of the 'at.-:
Henry Watterson's Letter toTh
Smile, and Others Will Smile.
in an elevator of one of our large
stores I saw a lady turn her head
and In so doing, struck another lady's
face with her feather, the lady struc
was angry and scowled at the
lady, and In so doing turned her h
and struck with her hat ornamen
or e Bar
5y GEORt q/ M EC/7D Y : -'
me," he added gracefully. Then he
pointed up the terrace. "Isn't she a
picture? 'Gad, it's lovely-the whol'
effect. That picture against the sky-'
He stopped short, and the svntencE
was never finished, although she wait
ed for him to complete it before re
"Her heart is not in the highlands.'
"You mean-something's gonE
"Oh, no," shp said, still smiling;
"nothing like that. Her heart is it
the lowlands. You would considei
Washington square to be in the low
lands, wouldn't you?"
"Oh, I see," he said slowly. "Yot
mean she's thinking of Leslie.' ' -
"Who knows? It was a venture or
my part, that's all. She may be think
ing of you, Mr. Booth."
"Or some chap in old England, that'E
more like it," he retorted. "She can'
be thinking of me, you know. No onE
ever thinks of, me when I'm out ol
view. Out of sight, out of mind. No;
she's thinking) of something a long
way off-or some one, if you choose tc
have it that way.
She smiled upon him with half
closed, shadowy eyes, and shook her
head. Then she irose.
"Let us go in. Hetty is eager to see
They started up the terrace. His
"I have had a feeling all along that
she'd rather not have this portrait
painted, Mrs. Wrandall. A queer sort
c' feeling that she doesn't just like the
idea of being put on canvas."
"Nonsense," she said, without look
ing at him.
Hetty met them at the top of the
steps. The' electric porch lights had
just been t4ed on by the butler. The
giri -stood in the path of the light
Booth was never to forget the loveli
ness of her in that moment. He car
ried the image with him on the long
walk home through the black night
(He declined Sara's offer to send hii
over in the car for the- very reason
that he wanted the half-hour of soli
tude in which to concentrate all thb
impressions she had made on his
The three of them stood there for a
few minutes, awaiting the butler's an
iouncement. Sara's arm was about
Hetty's shoulders. He was so taken
up with the picture they presented
that he scarcely heard their light chat
ter. They were types of loveliness so
full of contrast that he marveled at
the power of nature to create'-women
in the same mold and yet to model so
As they entered the vestibule, a
servant came up with the word that
Miss Castleton was wanted at the
telephone, "long distance from New
The girl stopped in her - tracks.
Booth looked at her in mild surprise,
a condition which gave way an ins -t
later to perplexity. The~'look of -n
noyance in her eyes could not be dis.
guised or mistaken.
"Ask him to call me up later, Wit
son," she said quietly.
"This is the third time he has called,
Miss Castleton," said the man. "You
were dressing, if you please, ma'am,
the first time-"
"I will come," she interrupted sharp
ly, with a'curious glance at Sara, who
'or some reason avoided meeting
' "'Tell him we shall expect him on
riday," said Mrs. Wrandall.
"By Geerge!" thought Booth, as she
left them. '"I wonder tf It can be Les
lie. If It is-well, he wouldn't be flat
tered If he could have seen the look in
Later on, he had no trouble in gath
ring that It was Leslie Wrandall who
called, but he was very much In the
dark as to the meaning of that ex
pressive look. He only knew that she
was in the telephone room for ten min
1tes or longer, and that all trace of
motion was gone from her face when
she rejoined them with a brief apology
for, keeping them waiting.
He left at ten-thirty, saying good
ight to them on the terrace.' Sara
walked to the steps with him.
"Don't you think her voice is love
ly?" she asked.. Hetty had sung for
"I dare say," he responded absently.
Give you my word, though, I wasn't
hinking of her voice. She Is lovely."
He walked home as If in a dream.
The spell was on him.
Far in the night, he started up from
the easy chair in which. he had been
smoking and dreaming and racking
his brain Wr turns.
"By Jove!" he exclaimed aloud. "I
remember! I'ge got it! Arld tomor
row I'll prove it."
Then he went to bed, with the storm
!rom the sea pounding about the
ouse, and slept serenely until Pat
nd Mai-y wondered whether he meant
o get up at all.
"Pat," said he at breakfast, "I want
you to go to the city this morning and
fetch out all of the Studios you can
find about the place. The old ones are
n that Italian hail seat and the late
mes are In the studio. Bring all of
"There's a dlvvil of a bunch of
thim," said Pat ruefully.
He was not to begin sketching the
gure until the following day. After
luncheon, however, he had an appoint
this lady was annoyed, but she had
seen the others, and as 'he looked up
she saw two gentlemen with broad
smiles on their faces, and she smiled,
nd soon the others in the car saw the
umorous side, and there were smiles
upon smiles in that gloomy store ele
London's Modern Fire Brigade.
The London fire brigade Is rapidly
becoming a completely motor-equipped
fire fighting organization. Today Lon
don possesses 97 motor appliances and
two motor fire floats. It is now pro
posed to spend In the near future
550,000 in providing 53 motor escape
vans. 43 electric escape vans, 94 pe
tro petrol electric motor pumps, 27
motor table ladders, 11 motor lor
ries. 5 m or ladders, 15 motor
cars, and a mn tor canteen van, or 249
new motor ap iances. In three years
horses will be unknown in the Lon
don fire brigad -
Folly f Revenge.
'taking rev nge a man is but
*Z/41;92 SYA)ODMEAD S. 0
ment .to inspect Hetty's wardrobe,
tensibly for the purpose of picking C
a gown for the picture. As a mati
of fact, he had decided the point
his own satisfaction the night befo
She should pose for him in the dair
white dress she had worn on that
While they were going over the i
tensive assortment of gowns, w'
Sara as the judge from whom th(
seemed to be no appeal, he casua
Inquired If she had ever posed befo
He watched her closely as he I
the question. She was holding up
beautiful point lace creation for I
inspection, and there was a pleadi
smile on her lips. It must have be
her favorite gown. The smile fad
away. The hand that dangled the g
ment %eefore his eyes suddenly 1
came motionless, as if paralyzed.
the next instant, she recovered h
self, and, giving the lace a quick fil
that sent its odor of sachet leaping
his nostrils, responded with perf!
"Isn't there a distinction betwe
posing for an artist, and sitting I
one's portrait?" she asked.
He was silent. The fact that he c
not respond seemed to disturb her a
The Girl Stopped in Her Track.
er a moment or two. She made t
common mistake of pressing the qu4
"Why do you ask?" was her inqul
When it was too late she wished s
had not uttered the words. He h
caught the somewhat anxious note
"We always ask that, I think,"
said. "It's a habit.*
"Oh," she sa'id doubtfully.
"And by the way, you haven't
She was busy with the gown for
time. At last she looked him full
"That'4 true," she agreed; "I havel
answereg, have. I? No, Mr. Booth, II
never poled for a portrait. It is
new experience for me. You will ha
to contend with a great deal of stup
ity onmy part. ButlIshall try to
He uttered a polte protest, al
pursued the question no farther. H~
answer had been so palpably evasi
that it struck him as bald, even as
Pat, disgruntled and irritable to t
point of profanity-he was a pri
leged character and might have swo
if he felt like It without receiving
tice-came shambling up the cotta
walk late that afternoon, bearing ta
large, shoulder-sagging bundles. .
had walked from the station-a matt
of half a mile-and it was hot. E
employer sat in the shady porch, vie
ig his approach.
The young man drew a chair up
the table and began the task af wol
ing out the puzzle that now seem
more or less near to solution. He b
a pretty clear Idea as to the .period.
wanted to investigate. To the best
his recollection, the Studios publish
three or four years back held the ki
He selected the numbers and beg
to run through them. He was searc
ing for a vaguely remembered arti<
on one of the lesser-known Engli
painters who had given great promi
at the time it was published but w
dropped completely out of notice sol
afterward because of a mistaken
tion of his own importance.
Booth's memory served him right,t
fellow came a cropper, so to speak,
Itrying to ride rough shod over pub:
opinion, and went to the dogs.
had been painting ' ly up to th
time, but suddenly went in for
most violent style of impressionis
That was the end of him.
There had been reproductions of I
principal canvases, with sketches a:
studies in charcoal. One of these;p
tures had made a lasting impressi
on Booth: The figure of a young wo
an in deep meditation standing Int
shadow of a window casement frc
which she looked out upon the wo:
apparently without a thought of it.
slender young woman in vague re
and browns, whose shadowy face w
positively illuminated by a pair
wonderful blue eyes.
He came upon it at last. For a lo:
time he sat there gazing at the fa
of Hetty Castleton, a look of half-wC
der, half-triumph in his eyes. The
SOME ODD DEATH REPOR1
New York World PrInts r'umorc
Returns Alleged to Be TMenl
From the Records.
The chief statistician of Wiscozns
in examining death certificates l
by physicians with the state boadi
health, has discovered and disclos
come of more than local intere
They reveal such aberrations of sen
and science in the diagnosis of d
ease and the causes of death as
merit consideration from reform'
who wish to put nearly every act
human life under medical supervisic
A few instances must serve to illi
trate the nature of a multitude. O
report is this: "Went to bed feell
well, but woke up dead." Anoth
says: "Do not know the cause
death, but patient fully recovered fri
last illness." A third reported:"a
Illness caused by chronic rheumatis
but was cured before death." Si
another: "Deceased never had .be
atall sik. And this: "Died st
>s- could be no doubt as to the identit3
ut of the subject. The face was hers:
ler the velvety, dreamy, soulful eyes thai
to had haunted him for years, as he nov
re. believed. In no sense could the pic
ty ture be described as a portrait. It wat
>c- a study, deliberately arranged and de
liberately posed for in the artist's stu
Bx- dio. He was mystified. Why shoul
th she, the daughter of Colonel Castleton
re the grand-niece of an earl, be engage<
ly in posing for what evidently wai
re. meant to be a commercial product 01
out this whilom artist?
a Turning from a skilfully colored ful
'is page reproduction, he glanced at firs1
ng casually over the dozen or morf
en sketches and studies on the succeed
ed Ing 'pages. Many of them represente
a studies of women's heads and figures
5e- with little or no attempt to obtain t
In likeness. Some were half-draped, show
r- Ing in a sketchy way the long gracefu:
lip lines of the half-nude figure, of bar
to shoulders and breasts, of gauze-liki
et fabrics that but illy concealed impres
sive charms. Suddenly his eyes nar
en rowed and a sharp exclamation fel
!or from his lips. He bent closer to th(
pages and studied the drawings witl
lid redoubled Interest.
ft- Then he whistled softly to himself, 2
token of simple amazement. The hea
of each of these remarkable studiei
suggested In outline the head and fea
tures of Hetty Castleton! She has
been Hawkright's model!
The next morning at ten he was al
Southlook, arranging his easel anc
canvas in the north end of the long
living room, where the light from th4
tall French windows afforded abun
dant and well-distributed light for thf
enterprise In hand. Hetty had not yel
appeared. Sara, attired in a loos(
morning gown, was watching him fron
a comfortable chair in the corner, one
shapely bare arm behind her head; th(
free hand was gracefully employed it
managing a cigarette. He was, con
scious of the fact that her lazy, half
alert gaze was upon him all the time
although she pretended to be entirely
indifferent to the preparations. DimlI
ho could see the int smile of inter
ept on her lips.
Hetty came In, calm, serene and
lovelier than ever in the clear morn
he Ing light. She was wearing the simple
white gown he had cuosen the day be
fore.' If she was conscious of the
rather intense scrutiny he bestowed
e upon her as she gave him her hand
d In greeting, she did not appear to be
-in the least disturbed.
"You may go away, Sara," she said
e firmly. "I shall be too dreadfully self
conscious if you are looking on."
Booth looked-at her rather sharply
.ii Sara fndolently abandoned her corn
fortable chair and left them alone iz
a the room.
in "Shall we try a few effects, MisE
Castleton?" he inquired, after a period
t & constraint that had lits effect om
e both of them..
a. "I am in your hands," she said sim
Id- He made suggestions. She fell intc
be the position so easily, so naturally, Sc
effectively, that he put aside all previ
rid ous doubts and blurted out:
eri "You have posed before, Miss Cae
k- She smiled frankly. "But not foi
a really truly portrait," she 'said
he "Such as this Is to be."
i- He hesitateil an Instant. "I thini
rn I recall a canvas by Maurice Hawk
io- right," he said, and at once experienc
ge ed a curious sense of perturbation. Il
ro was not unlike fear.*
e Instead of betraying the confusior
r or surprise he expected, Miss Castle
Is ton merely raised her eyebrows in
"What has that to do with me, -Mr
to ooth?" she asked.
k-iHe laughed awkwardly.
d "bon't you know his work?" he In
ad uired, with a slight twist of his lip.
e "I may have seen his pictures," shi
of replied, puckering' her brow as If ii
ed reflection. "Oh,'' she cried, with
y. bright smile of understanding. "I see!
n Yes, I have a double-a really remark
h- able double. Have you never seen Het
le ty Glynn, the actress?"
sh "I am sure I have not," he said, tak
se ing a long breath. It was one of re
ho lief, he remembered afterward. "I:
on she Is so like you as all that, I Couldn'1
io- have forgotten her."
If "She is quite unknown, I believe
he she went on, Ignoring the Implied comn
in pliment. "A chorus girl, or something
ic like that. They say she Is wonderfuill3
I like me-or was, at least, a few yearn
e He was silent for a few minutes
. studying her face and figure with thi
critical eye of the artist. As he turn
us ed to the canvas with his crayon point
id he remarked, with an unmistakabl(
Ic- note of relief in his voice:
m "That explains everything. It mus1
- have been Hetty Glynn who posed foi
he all those things of Hawkright's."
m "I dare say," said she Indifferently
A CHAPTER IX.
~s .The Ghost at the Feast.
f The next day he appeared brigh1
and early with his copy of the Studio
ig "There," he said, holding it befori
ce her eyes. She took it from his hani
n- and stared long and earnestly at the
S such as: "Kicked by a horse shod or
the left- kidney." "Died suddenly al
us the age of one hundred and three. TC
this time he bid fair to reach a ripe oiC
age." "Deceased died from blood poi
son, caused by a broken ankle, whici
nnis remarkable, as the automobili
ed struck him between the lamp and th4
ff radiator." A mother Is reported t<
ed have "died in infancy."
st. The significance of these reports lier
se in the fact that they emanate from thi
is- members of a learned profession
to dealing with the practice of that pro
rrs fession.-New York World.
,n. Somehow Good.
te. A lecture by that brilliant crafts
ne man and poet. William Morris, war
ng not always a season of rare enjoy
er e nt. Sometimes, according to Mor
of ris' recent biographer. Mr. Comnpton
,mm Rickett, his lectures were dull, as or
.st that occasion when he turned to one
, of the ladies in his audience. and
11ll asked her how she had liked the lec
td| "Not at all!" was the unexpected
reply. "But I thnneht the enlor Ml
"Do you think it like me?" she in
'Amazingly like you," he declaret
She turned the page. He was watch
ing her closely. As she looked upoi
the sketches of the half-nude figure
warm blush covered her face an<
neck. She did not speak for a ful
minute, and he was positive that he
I fingers tightened their grasp on th
"The same model," he said quietly
She nodded her head.
I "Hetty Glynn, I am sure," she sa.
after a pause, without lifting her eve:
Her voice was low, the worda not ver
He drew a long breath, and she loo
ed up quickly. What he saw in he
honest blue eyes convicted her.
Sara Wrandall came Into the rool
at that moment Hetty hastily close
the magazine and held it behind. he
Booth had intended to show the r4
production to Mrs. Wrandafl, but tb
girl's behavior caused him to chang
his mind. He felt that he possesse
a secret that could not be shared wit
Sara Wrandall, then or afterwar
Moreover, he decided that he woul
not refer to the Hawkright picture
again unless the girl herself broud
up the subject. All this flashed throug
his mind as he steppyad forward t
greet the newcomer.
When he turned again to Hetty, th
magazine had disappeared. He -neve
saw it afterward, and, what is more t
the point, he never asked her to prc
He thought hard over the situatoil
The obvious solution came to him
She had been at one time reduced t
the necessity of posing, a circumstant
evidently known to but few and leas
of all to Sara Wrandall, from whoi
the girl plainly meant to keep th
truth. This conviction distressed him
but not In the way that might hav
been expected. He had no scruple
about sharing the secret or In keepin
it inviolate; his real distress lay I
the fear that Mrs. Wrandall migb
hear of all this from other and pe:
haps ungentle sources. As for her poi
Ing for Hawkright, it meant little o
nothing to him. In hls own experienict
two girls of gentle birth had served a
models for pictures of his own mal
ing, and he fully appreciate4 the ex
gencles that had driven them to I1
One had posed in the "altogether.
She was a girl of absolutely irre
proachable character, who afterwar
married a chap he knew very wel
and wh,o was fully aware of that shor
phase In her life. That feature of th
situation meant nothing to him. H
was In no doubt'conce'rning Hetty. Sh
was wh'at she appeared to be: A gez
He admitted to himself that he wa
under the spell of her. It was ne
love, he was able to contend; bti
it was a mysterious appeal to some
thing within him that had never rE
vealed ~itself before. He couldn'
quite explain what i was.
~ In his solitary hou~ at the cottag
on the upper road, he was wont t
take his friend Leslie Wrandall int
consideration. As a friend; was it n<
his duty to go to him with his sordi
little tale? Was, It right to let Wrai
dall go on with his wooing when ther
existed that which might make all tb
difference in the world to him? B
inverably brought these deliberatior
to a close by relaxing into a grim smil
of amusement, as much as to say
"Serve him right, apyway. Trust hil
He Was Watching Her Ctosely.
to sift her antecedrsts thoroughl;
He's already done A and he is quil
satisfied with the r~alt. - Serv thei
all right, for that mater." -
But then there was Hett& Glyni
What of her? Hetty Glynn, real <
mythical. was a disti'rbing factor i
his deductions. If there was a rei
Hetty Glynn and she was Hetty Ca
teton's double, what then?
On the flfth day of a series of rathe
prolonged and tedious sittings, he we
obliged to confine his work to an hot
and a half in the forenloon. Mrs. Wral
dal was having a few friends in it
auction-bridge immediately after lund
eon. She asked him to stay over s
take a hand, but he declined. He di
not play bridge.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Morris was delighted, for he h~a
:1taken great pains to find neri
dye. His le've of color. paif(wlat
Iindigo blue, was as keen as he de
light In - Gothk Art-Youth's ha
Toll Take- by the Sea.
-In spite of beti# construction, mot
accurate charts an& the contInued irn
provemenit of lighttouse service, tb
sea continues to take an enormous as
nual toll in property and lives. Th
marine dIsasters of 1913 amounted I
money value to $35,000,000 in Britis
insured ships and cargoes that wer
totally lost On the great lakes aloni
the storm of last'November rolled u
a loss of $4-700,000. The above figure
do not Include damages to ships an
cargoes that were' ot total losses; fc
thee. hedamag amount to ove
Quit Apropos. -
"You don't s m tobe interestdI
these articles f current events, WI
iam. Now, he 's an account of th
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6 FOR -SICK CHILE
"California Syrup of Figs" can'i
harm tender stomach,'
liver and bowels.
Every mother realizeq, after givini
0 her children "California Syrup o1
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because they love. its ,pleasant tasti
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When cross, irritable, feverish oz
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r undigested food passes out of the bow;
els, and you have a well, playful child
3 again. When its little system is full
of cold, throat sore, has stomach-ache,
diarrhoea, indigestion, colic-remem
ber, a good "Inside cleaning" ihould
always be the first treatment given.
Millions of mothers keep "California
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teaspoonful today saves a sick child
Stomorrow. Ask at the store for a 50.
e ent bottle of' "California Syrup of
SFigs," which has directions for babies,
Schildren of all ages and grown-ups
-printed on the bottle. Adv.
Also the 'Canal Zone.
Teacher-How many zones are
Bobbie-Oh, a whole lot. There's
one torrid, two temperate, two frigid
*and a whole lot of postal zones.
Distress After Eating.'
SIndigestion and Intestinal Fermen
tation Immediately relieved by ta*int
a Booth-Overton Dyspepsia Tablet.
~Buy a 50c. bottle at Druggists. Money
refunded if 'they do 'not help, or write
for free sample. Booth-Ovaton Coa,
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eNot En Regle
5"Her manners are so highly , pol
"Yes, but you know the dull finisi
2Is more fashionable now."
When In doubt it's a good plan tc
teti the truth.
~the food reache
ehuzi movement k
D r.ee a Medical Ad
H -'kin, the blood Is parifi
Hum n g~m
Chu n DreP1
lethe am ston to a
'h erehn arin~einfre
bin faoabyknown for over for
can tell you ofthe good it has d&
iver. cure IE
Bilionens s PL s.
z.nes ad ndigestion. 'They do their duty
4 SAL PILL, SMALL DOSE, SMAIL PRIE
Genuine must bear Signature
SFr Restoing Color' and
Whenever You Ned
The Old s ~ard
"Is Equally V Meas a General Stb
L.iver, Orly Geut Eriches t
Mesothorlum and Radium;
Mesothorlum 'differs from radium
only in price and in a mqr. rapid
loss of power. Whereas itlss been
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years before the energy -of -a -gramme
of. radium is reduced by- oneDA
mesothorium retains Its "fu' eneigy
only for the first few years. After
this the force Is gradually dissipated.
until after 20 years only abiit one
half- of Its- original energy remains.
Its great advantage over radium imits
comparative cheapness, although even
for mesothorium the enormous sum of
$50,000 per gramme is being.asked. -
Roman stitch Is used in egn
ventional work and is for c
ering leaves or the pe t of ARwer
with a midzrib. Beglr the stitch at
the top and work f;dm side: todd e,
bringing the floss IWell dowi .on the
rib each time. After the etitch is
brought down to ter secure it
with a cross stltcl a stitch is
fastened before the next one Is taken
and the tiny cross stitches in the-cen'
ter form the vein of the leaf.-Chria
tian Science Monitor. .
GIRLS' GIRLS' TYIT,
0 aFYT UIlK
Make it Thick, Glossy,
lant and Remove Dand -
Surprise for You.
Your hair becomes light, wavy, fI=&
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after a "Danderine hair cleane"'Just
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Danderine and carefully rav it
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Prayer for Spring
"Lord send an airly -sprin," pra
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.IF YOU'RE GROUCHY
It Is likely that your liver nieeds stir.
ring up; Wright's Indian Vegetable
Pills will set you right quickly. Adv
"Fireplaces," says' a, womian aci
tct, "should be placed' of the i';
side walls and grouped 'together, fcr
this arrangement keeg the heat an
the house and .provides that, whet.
one fire Is lighted and the flues get
warmed the-.other fires .all .llght ard
A frend-may be a chap who hopes
that he -can use .you before you -ca'
A little flattery now and then wm
soen up the. toughest men.
Dr. Peery's '*rifg Deedsho"
ad- eapelg Woris. Ia . very whor.
Nothing jolts a mea, man 4k
dose of his own medicine.
iser, p. 'k). the. l&, n
thf1We and lm-n s
'adkiny tonic--by asaSIng
similte the liver t0 itr the 5
asn- are Raoethe red Mo.
dad one feel freshanadaetive~
and heavy. Thet'mu
neresses action of heart and arter
eve In blood-taint of aycharacter.
tract of native snmein plants'has,
ryems Sveywbere same ndish-Oa
,ad a trial box andrll 6.ag boa,#.
Anyway, the ma who is unable -
get credit doesn't have to dodge up
an alley when he sees a bill coleor
Doctor up that Cough-Dean's Menth~'
lated ogh Dos are a sure relief for -a
coughs and coldsS at Drug~.
A Definite Positio.
"How do you stand on this oyster
"I like mine best broiled on toas
Putnam Fadeless Dyes .do not stam
the hands. Adv.
Don't curse your luck. It's the brA'
of fate that generally has a finge
Sore Eyes, Granulated Eyelids ad
promptly healed with Romac Eye
If people were as good as their 'i
uaries the recording angel would * -o
be looking for another
id a General ea
egthelfg Toulc, Because Ji Acs s#
iseBod sat Bulds Up the Whole Sjstei.
o ake Grove's Tasteless chill Tonic, as
--da that It contains the well-knoVu
sno equal for Malara, Chills an
-te. Gives life and vigor to