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THE HOUSE OF
A THOUSAND CANDLES By MEREDITH NICHOLSON A.lhor at "THE MAIN CHANCE." ZELDA CAMERON." Etc CHAPTER XVI. Continued. "Pray do not trouble about it, Sis ter Theresa. There are a good many things about my grandfather's affairs that I don't understand, but I'm not going to see an old friend of his swin dled. There's more in all this than appears. My grandfather seems to have mislaid or lost most of his assets before he died. And yet he had the reputation of being a pretty cautious business man." "The impression is abroad, as you must know, that your grandfather con cealed his fortune before his death. The people hereabouts believe so; and Mr. Pickering, the executor, has been unable to trace it." "Yes, I believe Mr. Pickering has not been able to solve the problem," I said and laughed. "But, of course, you and he will co operate in an effort to find the lost property." She bent forward slightly; her eyes, as they met mine, examined me with a keen interest. - "Why shouldn't I be frank with you, Sister Theresa? I have every reason for believing Arthur Pickering a scoundrel. He does not care to co operate with me in searching for this money. The fact is that he is very much wishes to eliminate me as a fac tor in the settlement of the estate. I speak carefully; I know exactly what I am saying." She bowed her head slightly and was silent for a moment. The silence was the more marked from the fact that the hood of her habit concealed her face. ""What you say is very serious." "Yes, and his offense is equally, se rious. It may seem odd for me to be saying this to you when I am a strang er when you may be pardoned for having no very high opinion of me." She turned her face to me it was singularly gentle and refined not a face to associate with an idea of self seeking or duplicity. "I sent for you, Mr. Glenarm, be cause I had a very good opinion of you! because, for one reason, you are the ' grandson of your grandfather" and the friendly light in her gray eyes drove away any lingering doubt I may have had as to her sincerity. "I wished to warn you to have a care for your own safety. I don't warn you against Arthur Pickering alone, but against the countryside. The idea of a hidden fortune is alluring; a mys terious house and a lost treasure make a very enticing combination. I fancy Mr. Glenarm did not realize that lie was creating dangers for the peo ple he wished to help.? She was silent again, her eyes bent -meditatively upon me. Then she spoke abruptly. "Mr. Pickering wishes to marry my niece." "Ah, I have been waiting to hear - that. I am exceedingly glad to know that he has so noble an ambition. But Mi 33. Devereux isn't encouraging him, as near as I can make out. She re fused to go to California with his party I happen to know that." "That whole California episode would have been amusing if it had not been ridiculous. Marian never had the slightest idea of going with him; but she is sometimes a little shall I say perverse? " "Please do! I like the word and the quality!" i " And Mr. Pickering's rather elab orate methods of wooing " "He's as heavy as lead!" I declared. "Amuse Marian op to a certain point; then they annoy her. He has implied pretty strongly that the claim against me could "be easily adjusted If Marian marries him. But she will never marry him, whether she benefits by your grandfather's will or however that fruay be!" "I should say not," I declared with a . warmth that caused Sister Theresa to sweep me with those wonderful gray eyes.'. "But first he expects to find this fortune and endow Miss Devereux with It. That is a part of the scheme. And ny own Interest In the estate must . be eliminated " before he can bring that condition about. But, Sis ter Theresa, I am not so easily got rid of as Arthur Pickering Imagines. My staying qualities, which were al ways 'weak In the eyes of my family, have 4-een braced up a trifle." "Yfs." : I thought pleasure and hope were expressed in the monosyllable, and my heart warmed to her. "Sister Theresa, you and I are un derstanding each other much better than I imagined we should" and we both laughed, feeling a real sympathy growing between us." "Yes, I believe we are" and the smile lighted her face again. "So I can tell you two things. ' The first is that Arthur Pickering will never find my grandfather's lost for tune, assuming that any exists. The - Becond is that In no vent will he marry your niece." : "You speak with a good deal of con fidence," Bhe said and laughed a low, murmuring laugh. 'I thought there was relief in It. "But I didn't suppose Ma rian's affairs interested you." "They don't. Sister Theresa! Her -affairs are not of the alightest import ance but she is!" - - There was frank Inquiry in her eyes now. "But you don't know her you have missed your opportunity." "To be sure, I don't know her; but I know Olivia Gladys Armstrong: She's a particular friend -of mine we have chased rabbits together, and she told me a great deal. I have formed a very good opinion of Miss Devereux in that way. Oh, that note you wrote abont Olivia's intrusions beyond the wall! I ought to thank you for It but I really didn't mind." . "A note? , I never wrote you a note until to-day!" "Well, some one did!" I said, then she smiled. "Oh, that' must have been Marian! She was always Olivia's loyal friend and apologist. . - "I should say so." "But you shouldn't have known Olivia it is unpardonable ! If she played tricks upon you, you should not have taken advantage of them to make her acquaintance. That wasn't fair to me!" "I suppose not! But I protest against, this deportation. The land scape hereabouts is only so much sky, snow and lumber without Olivia." "We miss her, too," replied Sister Theresa. "We have less to do!" I went home and studied the timetable. CHAPTER OCVI1. Golden Butterflies. If you are one of those captious peo ple who must verify by the calendar I Swung Myself Out Upon every new moon you read of In a book, and if you are pained to discover the historian lifting anchor and spreading sail contrary to the reckonings of the nautical almanac, I beg to call your at tention to these items from the time table of the Mid-Western and Southern Railway for December, . 1901: The southbound express passed Annandale at exactly 53 minutes after four p. m. It was scheduled to reach Cincinnati at 11 o'clock sharp. This, I trust, is sufficiently explicit. To the student of morals and mo tives I will say a further word. I had resolved to practice deception in run ning away from Glenarm House to keep my promise to Marian Devereux. By leaving I should forfeit my right to any part of my grandfather's es tate; but of more immediate import ance was my absence from Glenarm House at this juncture, when the at tacks of Morgan and the strange ways of Bates made It clearly my duty to remain. Pickering and I were en gaged In a sharp contest, and I was beginning to enjoy it to the full, but I did not falter in my determination to visit . Cincinnati, hoping to return without my absence being discovered; so the next afternoon I began prepar ing for my journey. "Bates, I fear tliat I'm taking a se vere cold and I'm going to dose myself with whisky and quinine and go to bed. I shan't want any dinner noth ing until you see me again." I yawned and stretched myself with a groan. "I'm very sorry. sir. Shan't I call a doctor?" . " - ' "Not a bit of It." I'll sleep it off and be as lively as a cricket in the morn ing." -" , . At four o'clock I told him -to carry some hot water and lemons to my rooms; bade him an emphatic good night and locked the door as he left. Then I packed my evening clothes in a suit-case. . I threw the bag and heavy ulster from a window, swung myself out upon the limb of a big ma ple and let it bend me to Its sharpest and then dropped lightly to the ground. I passed the gate' and struck off to ward the village with a joyful sense of freedom. I reached the station without incident and waited In the freight shed to keep ont of sight of the station loafers until my train drew op. then quietly jumped aboard. -. I bought a seat In the Washington sleeper and after sapper in the dinlnf car made myself comfortable anc dozed and dreamed as the . trail plunged through the . dark. Th through passengers about "me -went to bed, and I . was left sprawled out In my open section, lurking on th shadowy frontier between the known world and dreamland. "We're runnning Into Cincinnati tea minutes late," said the porter's voice, and in a moment I was in the vesti bule and out, hurrying to a hotel. Al the St. Botolph I ordered a carriage and broke all records changing mj clothes. The time-table informed me that the Chicago express left at half past one. There was no reason .why I should not be safe at Glenarm House by my usual breakfast hour in the morning if all went well. To avoid loss of time in returning to the sta tion I paid the hotel charge and car ried my bag away with mn "Doctor Armstrong's residence? Yes, sir; I've already taken two loads there." " The carriage was soon climbing what semed to be a mountain to the heights above Cincinnati. To this day I associate Ohio's most interesting city with a lonely carriage ride that was as strange to me as a trackless jungle in the wilds of Africa. And my heart began to perform strange tattoos on my ribs. I was going to the house of a gentleman who did not know of my existence, to see a girl who was his guest, to whom I had never, as the conventions go, been presented. It did not seem half so easy, now that I was well launched upon the adven ture." I stopped the cabman just as he was about to enter an iron gateway whose posts bore two great lamps. the Limb of a Big Maple. "That's all right, sir. I can drive right in." "But you needn't," I said, jumping out. "Wait right here." Doctor Armstrong's residence was brilliantly lighted, and the strains of a waltz stole across the lawn cheerily. I made a detour and studied the house, seeking a door by which I could enter without passing . the unfriendly Gib raltar of a host and hostess on guard to welcome belated guests. A long conservatory filled with trop ical plants gave an opportunity. Promenaders were passing idly through it and out Into another part of the house by an exit I could not see. A . handsome, spectacled gentle man opened a glass door within a yard of where I stood, sniffed the air and skid to his companion as he turn ed back with a shrug into the conser vatory: - - "There's no sign of snow. It isnt Christmas weather at all." He strolled away through the palms and I Instantly threw off my ulster and cap, cast them behind soma bushes and boldly opened the door and entered. - The ball room was on the third floor but the guests were straggling down' to supper, and I took my stand at the foot of the broad stairway and glanced up carelessly as though waiting for some one. It was a large and bril liant company and many a lovely face passed me a3 I stood waiting. . The very size .of the gathering gave me security, and I smoothed my gloves complacently. . -" The spectacled gentleman whose In terest in the weather had given me a valued hint of the -open conservatory door, came now and stood beside me. He even put his hand on my arm with intimate friendliness. - (TO BE CONTUfUED.) May Find Market in Sudan. A British officer in the Sudan sug gests that the educating of the natives in the matter of wearing apparel will be a work of time. "Their purchas ing power is still far- greater than their expenditure," he writes. . "Many an Arab owns 200 bead of cattle and only one shirt." - In Massachusetts the Illegal- sale of street railway transfers Is made punishable by a fine not exceeding 150 or imprisonment for not aaa than 30 days. -. SIGHS FOR PAST SHOWS. Mark Twain Regrets Vanished Joy el Other Days. - - Where now Is Billy Rice? He was a joy to me, and so were the other stars of the- nigger-show Billy Birch, David Wambold. Backns "and a de lightful dozen of their brethren who made life a pleasure to me 40 years ago and later. Birch, Wambold and Backus are gone years ago; and with them departed to return no more for ever, I ' suppose, the real nigger-show the genuine nigger-show, the ex travagant nlgger-show the show which to me had no peer and whose peer has not yet arrived, in my ex perience. We have the grand opera; and I have witnessed, and greatly en joyed, the first act t of everything which "Wagner created, but the effect on me has always been so powerful that cue act was quite sufficient; whenever I have witnessed two acta I have gone away physically exhaust ed, and whenever I have ventured an entire opera the result has been .the next thing to suicide. But If I could have the niggcr-show back again, in Its pristine purity and perfection, I should have but l'ttle further use for opera.. It seems to me that to the elevated mind and lie sensitive spirit the hand-organ and the nigger-show are a standard and a summit to whose rarefied altitude the other forms of musical art may not hope to reach. Mark Twain, In North American Re view. INSURANCE INVESTMENTS. How One Company's Assets Are Dis tributed in the South and West. In connection with Its withdrawal from Texas, along with many other companies, rather than to submit to the new law which requires that 75 of the reserves on Texas policies shall be invested in securities of that state, which securities shall be deposited in the state and subjected to heavy taxa tion. In addition, to the large tax now imposed on life Insurance premiums. the Equitable Life Assurance Society has made public the distribution of its assets, at the end of the second year of the new management. The Equit able now has (10,958,000 Invested in Texas, whiqh Is twice as much as the new law requires, but the manage ment decided that to submit to the additional taxation would be an injus tice to Its policyholders In other states, which impose no. such penalty on the thrift of their citizens. The EquitabJe's report shows that more than 37 of its total reserves are now Invested in the southern and western states, while only 35 of its total insurance is carried In these states. Its Investments are distributed as follows: Ala., $3,099,000; Ariz., $974,000; Ark., $4,038,000; Cal., $5. 142,000; Col., $5,222,000; Fla, $4,924, 000; Ga $4,048,000; Idaho, $5,197,000; HI, $12,617,000; Ind. Ter, $443,000; InL, $6,836,000; Iowa, $3,690,000; Kan sas, $11,637,000; Ky., $2,631,000; La., $3,054,000; Md., $2,207,000; Mich., $6,- 009.000; Minn., $2,065,000; Miss., $767, 000; Mo., $8,197,000; Mont-, $1,890,000; Neb., $7,526,000; Nev.. $640,000; New Mex, $1,376,000; N. C, $1,649,000; N. D., $677,000; Ohio, $11,634,000; Okla., $1,006,000; Ore., $1,158,000; S. C $975,000; S. D., $1,305,000; Tenn., $1,- 909,000; Utah, $2,134,000; Va.. $6,592, 000; "Wash.. $1,202,000; W. Va., $5,523, 000; "Wis., $2,342,000; Wyo, $3,367,000. HERE'S ONE ON THE "ROOKEY." Gets Sentry Call Twisted When Daz zled by Commander. A drummer sometimes gets his or ders twisted, but never quite so badly as the "rookey" I saw down at Chiek- amauga when the troops were being mustered in for the Spanish-American war, says a traveling man In the St. Louis Post-Dispatch. This boy, fresh from St. Louis, was on the way to the front and proud of It. He- had his first assignment to guard duty and he had been carefully instructed as to calling "Who goes there?" The officer in command of the di vision was a dignified martinet. The rookey" had never seen him. About midnight the general came home from a reception in town. He was all fixed up in his dress togs and he was the awellest thing the new guard - ever saw. As the general passed his post the boy gazed at him open-mouthed. Just in time he remembered he was expected, to say 7 something. .So he gasped: "There goes who?" . New Automatic Rifle. - The self-loading or automatic musk et Is now being seriously considered as the Infantry arm of the future. The equipment of the great armies of the world with an Improved rifle is hardly completed when the mechanics begin work on a new weapon. .' At the recent examinations of the German War Academy the automatic rifle was one of . the themea for discussion- The piece now on trial has a magazine holding ten cartridges; the recoil is utilized to load and cock. Consequent ly the soldier can remain quietly la position, never removing his eye from the target, and fire his ten shots. New Tork Sun. ! England's Debt to France. One of the chief debts to France la that she nourishes our ideas, trans forms them, makes them her own, just aa she transplanted and trans mitted the flower of the Renaissance in an earlier day. - With: all our na tional vanity we never dispute the parentage. It is only territory and dlplomatfvwrestige and commerce about- w Licit we quarrel with " our awet enemy." Londga Academy. HE EXPLAINED. There were 14 male passengers on the street car and a fat man passed along the running-board and said to each one in succession,: "Don't think me officious, please, but I'm taking a straw vote for the next " presidency. State your prefer ence, please." "All stated it but one. He was a journeyman tailor with a bundle of cloth on his knees, and he promptly refused. "But it's only a straw vote, you know," urged the other. "I know, but I couldn't do it." "I don't see what you are afraid of." Perhaps not, but I don't propose to get into any trouble." "I don't see how you can. Isn't thia a free country?" , , "Yes, sir, but I work for a boss." "Well." "Well, I should vote for myself, and my hoss might hear of it-' "But suppose he did?" "Then I'd get the sack In two min utes. My boss means to be a candi date himself, and he wouldn't stand my being in opposition. Very sorry, but I'll let the straw voting alone and hang to my job." N. O. Picayune. "Yes; but " sputtered the dumb founded clerk. . "And then again," went on the sol emn man, unruffled, "there is another rule demanding that I leave certain dogs or a dog with the porter. Hav ing no dogs to teave, and not knowing where they can be had, I felt I couldn't qualify as a guest, and so I " . - - But the clerk had fainted in his tracks. Filling his pockets with stationery, toothpicks, matches and railroad fold ers, the ex-guest walked out the door and soon was lost to sight up Market street. Judge. AN EXPENSIVE OUTLOOK. Daughter I want all the money you can spare this summer, father. Father Dear me, my daughter, are you going to tour Europe? Daughter No, father; I am going to graduate and get married. - Progressing Some. The possibilities Increase That this old world will move aright. We've talked of universal peace And no one tried to start a fight. Washington Star. Sudden Change of Subject. - Mr. Smallpurse (who has carefully figured up the cost of two theater tickets and the street "car fare) Do you enjoy the drama. Miss Gehall? Miss Gehall Oh, . very much; bnt I become entirely worn out every time I go. You see, the play is seldom over before half-past ten, -and then it takes fully an hour to get supper at Rector's, and after that comes the long ride home, and the hackmen tlo rattle you so, you know. Mr. Smallpurse I'm-er what do you " think of Browning? N. Y. Weekly. An Unsatisfactory Hit. 'Did you make a hit as leading man in the company you were in?" asked Mr. Stcrmington Barnes. "Yes," replied Mr. Walker Tighs. "I hit th manager for my back- salary, but the coin wasn't forthcoming, Chicago Daily News. LOOKED UNTIDY. Caller I wish to consult yoa abont my face, doctor. One-aida i twice aa big as the other. . Doctor Oh. I shouldn't worry about that if I were you. " Cnllpi T fnnt Hnftnr bnt m-r wife. She aays It looks so beastly untidy.--. ;' -. - - Jokes FAR FROM IT. -Willie takes a hammer and The furniture he breaks. - It threatens to upset the land. The uproar that he makes. He's always acted Just that way Since first he learned to toddle. One thing at least 'tis safe to say:. - He's not a mollycoddle. He' makes his little sister cry; He beats the smaller boys. To shoot the teacher in the cy Is greatest of his Joys. "We cannot say Just where or how Such things got In his noddle. Our only comfort Is to vow He's not a mollycoddle. Washington St at. STRANGER. "Johnny, who made all these beauti ful hills and vaHeys?" "I don't know, ma'am. I just moved here last week." Chicago Journal. The Golden Rule. I do to others as I would That they should do to me. To feel the Joy of doing good, I do to others as I would, And so I kissed her "where she stood. And this was all my plea: "I do to others as 1 would That they should do to me!" Puck. Lucid. Finally Archimedes, who for an hour had been patiently guiding the mind of his pupil through a demonstration of an abstruse mathematical problem, w'as rewarded by the gleam of intelli gence iuai apiiearea in me young Athenian's eye. "And dost thou see the light, lad?" "Perfectly," was the enthusiastic re sponse. "It had me stumped at first, I'll admit, but it's really absurdly sim ple. The whole thing is like Greek to me." Puck. A Fine Sport. "Don't you think motoring a fine sport?" inquired an enthusiast of a friend. "Rather too fine for me," was the gloomy reply. "I have paid away more than the value of my car in fines already!" HARQ-UP'S PROFITABLE RABBIT ACT. A Story Without Words. With the Big Dipper. The world is rushing; ahead, my boy," And who knows but what some day The millionaire milkman. In tdg airship,-. May start skimming the MiDcy Way? Cfidcago Daily News. A Professional Opinion. The Gentlemao Farmer anxiously) What in the world. Uncle Totterly, do you snppose is the- matter with my hens? Why, this morning I found six of them lying on their backs, cold and stiff, with their feet sticking up in the air. ' The Ancient Man (after a suitable season of cogitation Yer hetvs . is dead, Mr. CSttily. ; The End Inevitable. "Miss Ginx had a liberal art edt. cation: four years in New York, two in Berlin and three in Paris." " , - "1 see. And what now kinder gar. tening or painting China?" Puck. , -, i . i "Never. ' "Would Mrs. Hunks repeat a scan dal?" "Not it- she could think up aa oi iginai one." Puck.