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The Hollow ♦ ♦ ♦ I of Her Hand e Barr M°Cutcheon cnpyrrtc.fr 7/2 m p*a/7VY£CP • copyatghz *uz &TXJO,/r&fG &. owwx "H—illy. Br B'rwadali. yon are «■ ornpig yovr imaptauior to a pom: ■Bjw- words uiumatelv must tail yoa.~. she ss.c «wr> positively Booth could tertir repress a cfaackie “It's not imagination cm nay part," •aid Basil* with conviction, tailing ut ter f to recognise the obvious. *1 sup pa** nw know that be is coming over to v»ii or for sit weeks or sc. We be came rattling good friend* before we parted By Jove, you sbiaid bear him on old Lord Murgatroy ds will! The quintessence of artt* I couldn't take it as be does Expectation* and all that sort of thing, yon know, going op like a hot air balloon and birsung in plain view Put be never squeaked. Laughed it off British attribute, 1 dare say 1 suppose you know that be is obliged to sell his estate in lr-land?” He i ?- started. She could not con ceal the look of shame that leaped in to her eyes. "I—! did not know 'she murmured. “Must be quite a -hock to you. Sit down. Brandy. You look very pictur esque standing, but chairs were made to »tt upon—or in. whichever 1* proper. Booth shrugged his shoulders. “I think I'll Aland. If you don't mind. Let ' • "! merely suggested it, old chap, fourtag you might have overlooked the possibilities Yea. Mlsu Castleton. he left u* IB London to go up to Belfast on this dismal business " There was • tae'bit.g to the bacK of his tnitid that be was trying to get at in a tactful mistier “By tbe way. is this property e« tailed T" I know noth og at all about it. Mr. \t rac<lail.“ said she. with a pleading giaaee at tier lover, as If to Inquire •bat stand sbe should take in this die trees.n* situation. “If it is entailed he can’t sell it.” Said Booth Quietly. “That • true," said Leslie, some what dubiously. Then, with a wag fcsxumity that covered a multiude ot doubts be added “Of course. 1 am only is terosted la seeing that you ate property protected. Miss t'astletou. In m doubt you bold an Interest in tbe estate*'' “I can't very well discuss a thing I knee absolutely aotbuag about.” she Said sore tartly Mow* of It Is te building lots and lutsrtw to Beltast. of coutso It was «u*w to tbs nature of a Question than a declaration 'The oM tutatty castle bat very tsstb of an asset. I take It.” ”1 fancy you raa trust t'vdooel Ow tlnoa *e make tbe best fxwaible deal in tbs premaea.'' onto townh drily. ”t tuppoer so,' tski tbe Klet re utgu» dly He ts a shrewd beggnr. I'm cuuvtaeed of that Strange, levvirt, that I bare* t heard a wwd Cnu bun owes be baft tv to bonbon Tee been apectat* a cablegram from turn every bay tor nearly a fortnight. lotting ate >**w ■boa «n expect kta* ' Are you going to Cal.Mvrnia ibis ■tutor tor tbe *>tag*"' asked Hetty . ttorw watched at da; j«*etvre. and to? all sat dawa to tastes for half an bc^r to Leslie's harangue oa tbe way tbr OaUtoraia meet was being mis managed. U tbe «ad of wbtcb be de nm iaou nooin away w:u: lum. reach to that posse mas's disgust -Ifo you know. Brandy, old follow." said he as they walked down Fifth are nar is the gntfcer.bg dusk ol the early water evening. 'ever site* I've begun te vwepeel that damned old humbug ol s father of bora. I've been congratu ht«s myself that there isn’t the re amoewt chance ol bis ever becoming my lather-ta-law. And. by George. pnsU !*ev~r know bow near I was to matta; blindly into the brambles, a e>we call I had!" Booth's sarcastic snu!e was hidden *T the dusk. He made no pretense of y rnemiag the meanuess of hpi-'a that moved Leslie Lo these cad •at- remarks. He merely announced M a ary. ratling voice *T think Mat Castieton is to he con ^nuilafel that her injury is no greater •Bar. aatarw made it tn the beginning." “Wont do you mean by naturbT “ "Xatar* gave her a lather, didn’t *r UhTMisly.” “WatL why add insult to injury?" “By Jet! Cl 1 say. old man!" _ They parted at the nest corner. As Bmrtb S _rted to crons over to the Hasa. Leslie called out after him: "I a»y Brandy, jost a second, please, hew yew going to marry Miss Castle ' I mtrart the scurvy things 1 ! asked her to marry 1 m4 she refnst d me What i said about the > cotton I'd ask her again •he’s have an. There you fellow. I’m s rotten end. bat Jaw the same." .- said Booth, the other held out to was dining at his be was Watson was Hs said that Mrs. Wran if Mr. Booth her for a few min . "to discuss s very _ tf yea please, air." o clock. Booth was la Sara's la the character of Be* tor Mb •Ban ^ _ a4 »■■■ 'I $ ij gfcirfej >f v';1 Vtj, Jfjjp- As - 41 «■**”’ i» said ter. sruBeitaif **£ TmiDeiest- opgimssesS inn. J*ss tte sum jSte *stte Mflte finals de wde* m—to te ynwr state. Brannoc. 8 «ud 1 tiat *«*»£ ye* Bar we «r trjwt flays more in itefc TO decide.. 3t •««■* TO oegresf ber. She said shs did®*t see bow sbe conic give me up, w® to you She warns J^be near me always. It is—It is really tragic, Brandon." He took ber hands in his. "We can fix that," said he confident ly "Sara can live with us if she feels hat way about it. Our home sha): be hers when she likes, and as long as she chooses It mill be open TO ber ail the time,- TO come and go or to stay, just as she elects. Isn't that the way to put it?” “I suggested something of the sort, but she wasn't very much impressed. Indeed, she appeared to be somewhat yes, I could not have been mistaken —somewhat harsh and terrified when 1 spoke of it. Afterwards she was more reasonable. She thanked me and —there were tears in her eyes at the time—and said she would think it over. All she asks ie that I may be happy and free and untroubled all the rest of my life. This was before din ner. At dinner she appeared to be brooding over something. When we left the table she took me to her room and said that Bbe had come to an im portant decision. Then she instructed Watson to find you if possible.” " 'Gad. it’s all very upsetting,” he said, shaking his head. ”1 think her conscience is troubling her. She hates the Wrandalls, but 1— 1 Jon't know why I should feel as I •lo about it—but I believe 6he wants 'hem to know!” He stared for a moment, and then his face brightened. "And so do I, Het ty. so do I! They ought to know!” ”1 should feel so much easier if the whole world knew,” said she earnestly. Sara heard the girl's words as she stood In the door. She came forward with a strange—even abashed—smile, alter closing the door behind her. "1 don't agree with you, dearest, when you say that the world should know, but 1 have come to the conclu sion that you should be tried and ac quitted by a Jury made up of Challis Wrandall s own flesh and blood. The Wrandalls must know the truth." CHAPTER XXI. Th» Jury of Four. The WraniUlW oat waiting and won dering They had been sent for and they had deigned to reapond. much to their own surprise. Kedtuoud Wran datl occupied a place at the head of the library table At bis right mx hi# i w»fe Vivian and Leslie. by direction. uw*h *e*u at the aide of the long table, which had been cleared of tin sue* of 1'W'i.e and taagaainen Lawyer Car ; roll was at the other end of Ihe table, perwpubly nerwaa and anxious. Mot iy sat a little apart from the others, a r ather forlorn, detached member of the conclave llrardon (tooth, pale-faced and alert, drew up a chair alongside i Oarrott, facing Sara who alone re mained standing, directly opposite the four XCrandalls. Not one of the Wrandalls knew why •hey a« a family, were there They bad not the slightest premonition of what was to oome The Wrandalls had been routed | from their comfortable fireside—for what? They were asking the question • The Wrandalls Leaned Forward in Their Chairs. ; of themselves and they were waiting stonily for the answer. "It is very stuffy in here.” Vivian had said with a glance at the closed doors after Sara had successfully placed her Jury in the box. "Keep still, Viv,” whispered Leslie, with a fine assumption of awe. “It’s a spiritualistic meeting. You'll scare the spooks away.” It was at this juncture that 'Sara rose from her chair and faced them, as calmly, as complacently as if she were about to ask them to proceed to the dining-room instead of to throw a bomb into their midst that would shat ter their smug serenity for all time to come. With a glance at Mr. Carroll she began, clearly, firmly and without a prefatory apology for what was to follow. **1 have asked you to come here to night to be my judges. I mm on trial. You are about to hear the story of my unspeakable perfidy. I only require of you that you hear me to the end be fore passing judgment.” At her words, Hetty and Booth start ed perceptibly; a quick glance passed between them, as U each was Inquir ing whether the other had caught the rra-Tr words 9f Seit-dSOJl.tabfOC. A puaxixil Sima inpwrrd ue H•eoy's Ins. -rerttrr asterswmf 3Cr, VxamMK. Ht» wuflefe *ijp«suat wtaagwi Sum «sx <*f Sorwf jufUfttruocx » sitary * <Cuxv Lusib# reiser Jt 5kx see it igocitg a cVgaratafe * t&w xubiaxc >#car 3 <nw war msabt'” sabi Sara, ”1 siaX aw- *s ktrixC as- ytnss-iiuf 3t safang tax ossw. Mr Wwaxal Y®t wit jw ■unaun.itf aa bear Tbs; I Lav* tskwr *: xgwr jrysxdt as Ttx wl¥r of CSalbs WntnduL and as I repsrfi *. Ux «tx muxs vlteRy roncercxxl if nor Jntersetec in Tlx da* crvwiy and ran-xhinent «f tix person who took bis life—-I say 1 haw taken U upon myself to AitM, protect and defend the unhappy young woman who accompanied him to Burton's inn on that night In March. She has had my constant, my personal protection for more than twenty months.” The Wrandalls leaned forward in their chairs. The match burned Les lie’s fingers, and he dropped it without appearing to notice the pain. "What is this you are saying?” de manded Redmond Wrandall. "When I left the inn that night, after seeing my husband’s body in the little upstairs room, I said to myself that the one who took his life had unwit tingly done me a service. He was my husband; I loved him, I adored him. To the end of my days 1 could have gone on loving him in spite of the cruel return he gave for my love and loyalty. I shall not attempt to tell you of the countless lapses of fidelity on his part. You would not believe me. But he always came back to me with the pitiful love he had for me, and 1 forgave him his transgressions. These things you know. He confessed many things to you, Mr. Wrandall. He humbled himself to me. Perhaps you will recall that I never complained to you of him. What rancor I had was always directed toward you, hte fam ily, who would see no wrong in your king but looked upon me as dirt be neath his feet. There were moments when I could have slain him with my own hands, but my heart rebelled. There were times when he said to me that I ought to kill him for the things he had done. You may now understand what I mean when I say that the girl who went to Burton’s inn with him did me a service. I will not say that ^considered her guiltless at the time. On the contrary, I looked upon her in quite a different way. I had no means of knowing then that she was as pure as snow and that he would have de spoiled her of everything that was sweet and sacred to her. She took his life in order to save that which wa9 dearer to her than her own life, and she was on her way to pay for her deed with her life if necessary when I came upon her and intervened.’* “You—you know who she isT“ said Mr. Wrandall* in a low, incredulous voice. ”1 have known almost from the be ginning Presently you will hear her story, from her own Ups.-* Involuntarily four pairs of eyes shift ed They looked blankly at Hetty Caa i tleton-. Speaking swiftly, Sam depicted the weene* and sensations experienced dnr in* ihat taetuemhle motor Journey to New York city, ”1 could not believe that she was a vicious creature, even then. Seme thing told me that she was a tender,: gentle thing who had fallen into evil' hands and had struck because she was unevll. I did not doubt that she had been my husband’s mist tees, but l could not destroy the conviction that somehow she had been justified in doing the thing she had done. My gravest mistake was tn refusing to hear her story in all of its details, t only permitted her to acknowledge that she had killed him, no more. 1 did not want to hear the thing which I assumed to be true. Therein liee my deepest fault For months and months I misjudged her In my heart yet secretly loved her. Now I under stand why 1 loved her. It was because she was innocent of the only crime I could lay at her feet Now I come to the crime of which I stand self accused. I must have been mad all these months. I have no other defense to offer. You may take it as you see it for yourselves. I do not ask for pardon. After I deliberately had set about to shield this unhappy girl—to cheat the law, if you please—to cheat you, perhaps—I conceived the horrible thought to avenge myself for all the indignities I had sustained at the hands of you Wrandalls, and at the 6ame time to even my account with the one woman whom I could put my finger upon as having robbed me of my husband’s love. You see I put it mildly. I have hated an of you, Mrs. Wrandall, even as you have bated me. Today—now—I do not feel as I did in other days toward yon. I do not love you, still I do not hate you. I do not forgive you. and yet I think I have come to see things from your point of view. I can only repeat that I do not hate you as I once did.” She paused. The Wrandalls were too deeply submerged in horror to speak. They merely stared at her as if stupefied; as breathless, as motion less as stones. ‘"There came a day when I observed that Leslie was attracted by the guest in my house. On that day the p>»« took root in my brain. 1—” “Good God!” fell from Leslie’s lips. Ton—you H«ii that tn mind?" “It became a fixed, inflexible par pose, Leslie. Not th*t I hated yoe as 1 hated the rest, for you tried to be considerate. The one grudge I held against you was that in seeking to sus tain m a you defamed your own brother. Yon came to me with stories of his misdeeds; ycra said that he was a scoundrel and that you would not blame me tor ‘showing him up.’ Do yon not remember? And so my plot involved you; you were the only one through whom I could strike. There r ^JJft v.- -CvV' *«8 aa» vies 1 Sainepaxt. I ewhd j aoc hear t&* ttotragiK at sacrtScog ttacry Cascfieaw. air was j: ««? » tarrvagai? appease *7 ..-naaciBiiss 3* -^KWvt » W. SeH. if l ewaat Sad n? way a 3*» aaMta agv. X <N«p5KaB Sad Seen t(? an? amA, jwt wcm* «mi 3e riw bnsJaad k ywtr swcbirs suay* Tb*a I hast* ® iau-w tine siw was 3s*c wSae 1 bsi tbragste sow wm. She was amesc. JBy htfSOd# -fern*. I «nw «ot *ff :S» tnsae u whirs 9 Sad beer 3M*g and saw cftnnty thar wSat 1 had rnnwaa plsted was the mose iMms—-"“ " ArrocMws’*^ cried J0iw Rednwmd X'randaC berweer. her set teeth. -1M bolica^.’ rttaboftcai: Jt? God, Sara, what a deri! yta—” She did not «ot plete the sentence, he: sank hack In her chair and stared with wide, horrorr srrock eyee at her rigid danghxerdn law. Herr husband, his hand! shaking as it with palsy, pointed a finger at Het WWtf'.Wi'WJ'UdSdSK' ^ * v? “And So You Are the One We Have Been Hunting for All These Months.” ty. “And so you are the one we have been huntipg for all these months, Miss Castleton! You are the one we want! You who have eat at our table, you who have smiled in our faces—” “Stop, Mr. Wrandall!” commanded Sara, noting the ashen face of thegirl. “Don’t let the fact escape you that I am the guilty person. Don’t forget that she owed her freedom, if not her life to me. I alone kept her from giving herself up to the law. A11 that has transpired since that night in March must be placed to my account. Hetty Castleton has been my prisoner. She has rebelled a thousand times and I have conquered—not by threats but by love! Do you understand? Be cause of her love for me, and because she beUeved that I loved her. she sub mitted. You are not to accuse her. Mr. Wrandall. Accuse me! 1 am on trial her* Hetty Castleton is a wit ness against me, if you choose to call upon her as such. it not, 1 shaU ask her to speak t» my defease, if she can do a* * ‘This is lunacy}** cried Mr Wren daib w*tug t* his tact. i doat care what yew me* Ives may hav-e been They do. net make her say less a mac dereus. She=-'* ■*We mast give her ever to the pc Sce=-"* began hm wit*, struggling to bee teet, She staggered. It was Heath who stepped gaieklx-1* bee side te suppwt ber, beehe was stating nt Hetty, Ylvtan touched her father's am She was very pale bat vastly mote complied than the others. ’"Father, listen to a#*" she said. Her voice trembled in spite of net effort to control it. "We are condemning Miss Castleton nnheard. Let as hear everything before we—* won vroo, vivian: uo vou mean to—” ' How can we place any reliance on what Bhe may say?" cried Mrs. Wran dall. “Nevertheless,” said Vivian firmly, “1 for one shall not condemn her un heard. I mean to be as fair to her as Sara has been. It shall not be said that all the Wrandalls are smaller than Sara Gooch!” "My child—" began her father In credulously. His jaw dropped sud denly. Hie daughter's shot had landed squarely in the heart of the Wrandall pride. “If she has anything to say”—said Mrs. Wrandall. waving Booth aside and sinking stiffiy into her chair. Her husband sat down. Their jaws set hard. "Thank you, Vivian,’' said Sara, sur prised in spite of herself. “You are nobler than I—” "Please don't thank me. Sara,” said Vivian icily. “I was speaking for Miss Castleton.” Sara flushed. “I suppose it is use less to ask you to be fair to Sara Gooch, as you choose to call me.” “Do you feel In your heart that we still owe you anything?” "Enough of this, Vivian.” spoke up her father harshly. “If Miss Castle ton desires to speak we will listen to her. I must advise you. Miss Castle ton, that the extraordinary disclosures made by my daughter-in-law do not lessen your culpability. We do not in sist on this confession from you. You deliver it at your own risk. I want to be fair with yon. If Mr. Carroll is your counsel, he may advise you now to refuse to make a statement.” Mr. Carroll bowed slightly in the general direction of the Wrandalls. T have already advised Miss Castleton to state the case fully and completely to yon, Mr. Wrandall. It was I who originally suggested this—well, what you might call a private trial for her. I am firmly convinced that when yon have - heard her story, yon, as her judges, will acquit her of the charge of murder. Moreover, you arm be con tent to let your own verdict end the matter, sparing yourselves the shame and ignominy of having her story told bx a criminal sear* fcr ta» tfeieetanBa Twr Saagnags » osasaMfe* *»~ psasaac. Jfe Ca^rei" saad tfcr Msasr tall "t awaac 3j spvua kanfijy sc* ~S* jmt xwaa. sc. :dtei: me nett Ik xnWEtrr rwc after Wrag tto*—* “Tiis: » frec«wJ> mime 1 imh* Mr, «yacn^l Vbm edit x»rc mmMk Wc ?j»SRy *E * srsm*. TIbbs* has? M »ni ib» Mrc. P«r tar Saaw at Ms* dwaUerta jw. nwnlfe arc Jaw fctwmi the TTWUi. WJss ChattMNt oro&£ sws he efmvitted tfc a «MRt «ff Jostw* Star will she he efliBxik*5»fi h«e !3iU> eve ning, it fife* lfn3e «wm off owns.." "Mis* CUfiiflWt is not on trial,” in terposed Sara calmly. *t am the of fender. She has already been tried and proved innocent." Leslie, in his impatience, tapped sharply on the table with his seal ring. "Please let her tell the story. Per mit me to say. Miss Castleton, that you ’rill' not find the Wrandalls as harsh and vindictive as you may have been led to believe." Mrs. Wrandall passed her hand over her eyes. “To think that we have been friendly to this; girl all these—” "Calm yourself, my dear,” said her husband, after a glance at his son and daughter, a glance of unspeal^ able helplessness. He could not un derstand them. As Hetty arose, Mrs. Wrandall sen ior lowered her eyes and not once did she look up during the recital that followed. Her hands were lying limply in her lap, and she breathed heavily, almost stertoriously. The younger Wrandalls leaned forward with their clear, unwavering gaze fixed on the earnest face of the young English woman who had slain their brother. “You have heard Sara accuse her self,” said the girl slowly, dispassion ately. “The shock was no greater to you than it was to me. All that she has said is true, and yet I—I would so much rather she had left herself unarraigned. We were agreed that 1 should throw myself on your mercy. Mr. CarrollK said that you were fair and just people, that you would not condemn me under the circumstances. But that Sara should seek to take the blame is—” “Alas, my dear, I am to blame,” said Sara, shaking her bead. “But for me your story would have been told months ago, the courts would have cleared you, and all the world would have execrated my husband for the thing he did—my husband and vour son, Mrs. Wrandall—whom we both loved. God believe me. I think I loved him more than all of you put to gether!” She sat dowu abruptly and buried her face In her arms on the edge of the table. “If I could only induce you to for give her,” began Hetty, throwing out her hands to the Wrandalls. only to be met by a gesture of repugnance from , the grim old man. “Your story* Miss Castleton,” be said hoarsely., “Prom the beginning, if you please,'* added the lawyer “Leave out : nothing.* Ctearts* steadily and with the «b meat sincerity In her voice and wan ner. the girt began the story of her ttha. She panted hastily over the ear lier periods,, frankly exposing the un happy conditions attending her home Hie, her *nbe>e«oent uertrtties as a performer on the London stage alter Adonel Oasrtetonh detections the tew month* devoted tc posing for Hawk right* the painter, and later on her engagement as governess in the wealthy Bndloag family. She devoted some time and definiteness to her first encounter with Challis Wrandall on board the west-bound steamer, an in craenr: toac canze on pass Ji a petoeeti? aacar*. *v Knar deck chair stood sear » hts. *mf he was aot. stow to 3taa_a* tomaeir 'sgreeaMs. R £« w stccnr » her rffi too® adtocwwrih toac he 4e&£n*r»»iy 3mi traded aosrta*** wick « eiderlp seacasmaa who- «» ?-ed toe cJfcwr 90, tow tost toy amt Swtore toe ami *f toe wcyagw tow* were secy gsed rifsife. „ ^ 'hfhee w hww&pi to New Tech. he Asstsaei sw a waxy ways. toStw w=sm&. an. bawrotefe toad. I was sac * ft *r QaKStosto. I ,-*redl kton a®- «r toe tewsriiero* » eacjdato *y users, 53* ujgsefi w w> easy to >3*w York, itf pwaMMt tons these wooJS he nc diJfwo'rty to *ec»Ttog & splendid position to toe ea«, 3 had perinea** of knowing that he was marred 1 accepted him for what 3 thcagbt Ito to he: a gc-raite American gentleman They are supposed to be T'articularly considetote with women His conduct toward me was beyond reproach I have never known a man who was so courteous. so gentle. To roe, he was the roost fascinating man in the world No woman could have resisted him, I am sure of that.” She shot a quick, appealing glance at/ Booth's hard-set face. Her lip trembled for a second. “I fell madly in love with him.” she went on resolutely. *T dreamed of him, 1 could hardly wait for the time to come when I was to see him. He never came to the wretched little lodg ing house I have told you about, I—I met him outside. Ono night he told me that he loved me, loved me pas sionately. I—I said that I would be his wife. Somehow it seemed to me that he regarded me >tery curiously for a moment or two. He seemed to be surprised, uncertain. I remember that he laughed rather queerly. It did not occur to me to doubt him. One day he came for me, saying that he wanted me to see the little apartment he had taken, where vp* were to live after we were married. I went with him. He said that if I liked it, I could move in at once, but I would not con sent to such an arrangement. For the first time I began to feel that every thing was sot as it should be. I—I remained in the apartment but a few minutes. The next day he came to me, greatly excited and more demon strative than ever before, to say that he had arranged for a quiet, jolly little wedding up in the country. Strangely enough, I experienced a queer feeling that all was not as It should be, but his eagerness, his per sistence dispelled the small doubt that had begun even then to shape itself. 1 consented to go with him on the next night to an inn out in the country, where a college friend who was a minister of the gospel would meet us, driving over from his parish a few miles away, I said that I pre ferred to be married in a church. He laughed and said it could be arranged when we got to the inn and had talked It over with the mtpister, still un easy. 1 asked why it was necessary to employ secrecy. He told me that his family were tn Europe and that he wanted to surprise them by giving them a daughter who was actually re lated to a» English nobleman. The ] fatally ' been urging him to marry a. stay ut rtete New York girt and bo—oh, well tee uttered a great deal of noaaeaoe about mv beauty, my eteam. aud all that eon of ttelag-=" Stee paused her a moment. No one spoke. Her audience of Judge*, w ith the e-veepwou of tte* elder Mr*. Wrwu daft. watched her a* If tobefuated. Tteetr faces were almost expression less.. With a perceptible effort, she resowed her story, narrating event* that carried it up to the hour when she walked into the little upstairs room at Burton's inn with the man w ho was to be her husband. '"TO BE CONTIXTED.) —-———- - NATURE’S WORK AT FAULT Recent 'Quake That Startled the East Due to Imperfect Formation of Rocky Section. To understand the shock which this part of the country received one must realize that "Logan’s fault”—the line of weakness in the underlying rocks that extends from Canada well down toward the Gulf of Mexico—plays much the same role as do the care fully provided solutions of continuity , which every observing person who crosses the Brooklyn bridge has no ticed. These points of overlapping permit the structure to expand on hot days and to contract on cold ones without breaking any of its parts. Nature, being a clumsy engineer,: has made for this section of the cool- i ing earth a much less nearly perfect provision fOr contraction in the crack which Sir William E. Logan of the Canadian geological survey, was the first to discover and describe. The earth joint works just as does that in the bridge, but it works stiffly and only at long intervals, when the strain had become enormous enough to break down what a surgeon might call "adhesions-'’ The result, is that the readjustment of the earth surface to a smaller circumference, instead of being continuous, is by widely spaced jumps or jerks. Upon - their extent depends the severity of the conse quent "quake.” That of a few weeks ago was remarkable for the eastern seaboard, bat it would have passed tor trivial an the other side of the con tinent. The Charleston earthquake and those which have several times wrecked Kingston. Jamaica, wore of a wholly different sort—the moving down a mounta'in''5)ope of an alluvial plain—New York Times. Right to Bear Arms. The words from Article II., amend ments to the Constitution of the Unit ed States, “A well-regulated militia being necessary to the security of a free people, the right of the people to keep and bear arms shall not be infringed, evidently have a commu nity meaning; but they also carry along with them the right of the in dividual to safeguard himself and his house by keeping himself armed with the necessary means of defense. The law against carrying concealed weapons, now on the statute books of most of the 6tates, is a matter quite foreign to the broad principles of the right of keeping and bearing arms. Poets Put to Hard Labor. The sixth grade of a certain school in a foreign settlement in South Da kota was learning the use of possess - ives. The book required the pupils to cor rect and expand into a complete sen tence the following expression: “Mil ton and Shakespeare’s works.” Joseph Nikodym handed in this sentence: “Milton and Shakespeare work in a coal mine.”—Youth’s Companion. Baker’s Dozen. The custom on the part of bakers allowing IS to the dozen dates back to medieval times, when bakers were carefully watched. The trade was SUr rounded by many laws, and the most set Lie penalties were Imposed for any shortage In weight In coder to avoid the possibility of falling below the standard measure It became cus tomary tor bakers to allow aa extra loaf with every does*. --- WORK OK ROADS iff SOMMER Stolon*® w*d Mawteanwa® Is Wore Kndfy T*os®rt» a# r Na*y a# DM Leer*. Grs*«a3? tar tamMC* ta gnxfftrato •**«? cwskbmsR? «** to*®** r saSb* twcsootal WbHUMt » w* **»'.' -- at imUar® ttoe wmBi story *pr *.«** wr sir bcwr *Hfi *ww 9ft tor t: a = r* CMmfi ®£ sto* jratr 3v»s*ta It rjauw »*aw wto«» the tv-,, wvc*. » iwne by Sbr»*« «ai the- • tesss * 3* h*r£ me get tb* tabor do: stoSft the westtoer wm&TKm* ar> br - says * writer 3*: Ftorm Rnogre**. Tiw will *05 leave ttoenr beta* to put i toot or live <itays grading and tew tag the public highways utiles.' i! are practically forced to do it. Rut there are signs of better tiroes In the matter of country road bo. tag I drove 26 miles and bach a few weeks ago over roads that, um .: to be impassable at that time of year for anything except a good strong team and a good wagon. Soft cl a; soft soil and mud holes of infinite variety were its old-time character - tics. I made the trip in a very ordinary, four-year-used motor car and drove the round trip in about three hour?. Under the old arrangement it would have taken all of one day and pos sibly part of the night. The road drags, just the ordinary old road drags made from split logs, made the difference. Something, and I believe it was the necessity of max ing the road passable for the rural free delivery wagons, has made a b g difference along the old road. We saw several road drags along the way. two or three of them in use, and the roads where they were passing were as smooth as a turnpike. Summer is the time to do really constructive road work. The drap Handy Road Scraper. can be used summer or winter, but scraping, grading, culvert repairing aud draining ought to be done iu June. July, August and September. Karlier in the year the mud will prevent auy real work being completed. Later iu the fall the rains will turn the fresh ty graded roads into loblollies at clayey water. ftom now on until the first snows and freezes the dirt read can be shaped and graded. 1 am of tbe opm ion that the plan of appointing sown one farmer a* overseer or "road bos* and having the rest of the neighbor heed work under this inexperienced man is a mistake. The time w til come when aii read we>rk will be done under the supervision of a man w ho doe* oothing but plan and build and po**i hi?' maintain reads He will know reads under ail weather condition* and ean look after their creation, drainage and repair intelllgenily it is mostly a hit or miss proposit on now-, WAYS OF A Bf.D ROAD THIEF Forces Farmer to Haul Small Load*, DHve Slowly and Occasions Many Expensive Delays. The bad road thter forces you to haul small loads, drive slowly, wrench and twist the life out of your horse, harness and vehicle, often breaking and damaging the latter until great and expensive delays are occasioned. It also steals your opportunity to dis pose of your farm when you wish to sell, for no man will pay as much for a farm bordered by a poor road sys tem as he will for one with a well kept highway, and some will not buy a farm at all when the road system is poor. The loss of time and money where the above named conditions ex ist makes It imperative that you open all the drain ditches along the road, and drag this silent, notorious thief to death with the King roa'd drag. Through Traffic Problem. There is a phase of the road ques tion which is state-wide in its applica tion. That relates to the through or trunk lines which accommodate through traffic. To leave the construc tion and care of these roads in the hands of local authorities must result in uneven and inharmonious gaps, and desultory care, involving practically a failure of such roads for a standard of their utility. A sSo properly built of limestone will be a success. Hog Manure Wasted. Although It has been known thst the manure from the hog Is very rich In fertilizing ingredients, it is quite gen erally ignored, and too frequently al lowed to go to waste. Concrete Floors Save Manure. Concrete floors in the bam he.p a great deal in saving manure. Destroy Weeds. Weeds—destroy them before they go to seed.