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The Western Kansas World
II. S. GrVTcER. Pub.
WAKEENET
KANSAS
There Is a slump In winter over
coat.
Dealers in sole leather are not com-
plaining in Philadelphia.
We see no reason why spring should
not be Indorsed by press and pulpit.
, The man that wore his affinity's
' name in his hat band evidently bad
something on his mind.
The rural carriers who are forbidden
to shoot game must return to the
problem of a butcher's bilL
It is not the size of woman's hat so
much as the cost of It that worries
the man who pays the bilL
A day's outing In an airship in Ger
many is going to be reasonably cheap.
Still, the trip will come high.
Here is where the amateur farmer
finds that erarden truck cannot be
gathered unless it is first planted.
If that London bank for women de
sires to win a big success It should
make a specialty of 99-cent and $1.98
deposits.
An elevator has been installed in St.
Peter's at Rome. W1U somebody now
please give the Sphinx an extension
telephone?
If it is necessary to photograph an
ugly dog the blow is appreciably less
ened by grouping the brute close to
his beautiful young mistress.
Forest fires in Washington are said
to have aided and abetted the recent
fatal avalanche there. Here is yet an
other argument for conservation.
Leguminotherapy, this alleged new
science of rutabagas and things, can
never hope to be popular unless It
changes its name to something easier.
A lawyer in. San Francisco was paid
$100 a pound for his brief. We have
heard of weighing the evidence, but
this Is the first case of weighing the
fee.
The friendship between China and
Japan seems to be having an attack
of nervous prostration, varied with,
acute hysteria, as far as the other na
tions are concerned.
In our Atlantic fleet there are 2,500
sailors who cannot swim. They did
not enlist to swim. They prefer to be
the men behind the guns, which they
hope will keep afloat.
Roller skating may be all right, but
the tired man who is trying to sleep
beside a window that overlooks
broad cement walk on warm eve
ning does not fully appreciate it.
A New England woman detective is
to marry a millionaire. Perhaps he
thinks ' In view of the attacks on
wealth, now the fashion, that a de
tective will come handy in the family.
No wonder the pneumonia germ re
tires willingly from the scene as
spring comes on, bringing with it the
untamed chauffeur to continue the
work of providing business .for the
undertaker.
Of course, Germany will give a
hearty welcome to American exhib
itors at Berlin, and, no doubt, the
kaiser will honor the display by his
presence. The friendship between the
two great nations is too strong for
treatment of any other kind.
A party of American tourists who
are visiting South America, going by
way of a commodious and comfortable
excursion Bteamer, are doing some
good missionary work as well as en
larging their own experience. The
visitors from the United States have
been - most cordially received by the
officials and people of the southern
continent, and doubtless the trip will
help to promote friendly relations.
An army officer, summoned as an
expert in a New York shooting case,
objected to taking the usual oath to
tell the truth, the whole truth and
nothing but the truth. He said he
was willing to tell all he knew, but
that It was quite possible also that
he might be mistaken, or that he was
not acquainted with the whole truth.
If all experts are as morbidly con
scientious as this about their own fal
libility, expert testimony is going to
be revolutionized.
New Orleans has a novelty rn
booms. It appears that the great de
mand of that city is for babies, and
to supply requirements recourse has
been had to other localities where the
birthrate Is larger. A car load of In
fants from New 1 York was shipped to
New Orleans recently and disposed of
In a Jiffy. In fact. thero were not one-
quarter enough babies to fill the or
ders. Another installment has been
engaged, and it would seem that any
baby looking for a happy home need
go no farther than the Crescent city
to find such an outfit.
Appropriating the interest from a
pension fund is about as refined an
amusement as pawning the Ice at a
relative's funeral.
Madame Llpkowska, a Russian pri
ma donna, has won her suit against
a Boston hotel proprietor to restrain
him from giving her name to choice
tiishea. The management agreed
peaceably not to use her name in such
connection. It may have been that
the citizens of the intellectual center,
for reasons of their own, abstained
C AiS U . - Xfl
BY
NlHOIs$ON
ILLU&TRATOm &Y
?AY WALTEiRcS
SYNOPSIS.
Miss Patricia. Hoibrook: and Misa Helen
TinlhrnAlr !.- viioo WTfl etfttrUStel IO
the care of Laurence Donovan, a writer,
summering near Port Annandale. Miss
Patricia connaea to .uonovaa
feared her brother Henry, who, ruined by
a bank failure, had constantly threatened
her. Donovan discovered and captured
an intruder, who proved to be Reginald
Gillespie, suitor for the hand of Helen.
Donovan saw Miss Hoibrook and her fa
ther meet on friendly terms. Donovan
fought an Italian assassin. He met the
man he supposed was Hoibrook, but who
said he was Hart ridge, a canoe-maker.
Miss Pat announced ner intention oi
flfrhHnir TIpnrv Hnlhroolc and not seeking
another hiding place. Donovan met Helen
In garden at night. Duplicity of Helen
was confessed by the young lady. At
night, disguised as a nun, Helen stole
Irom tne house, sne met ftegioaiu vn
lespie, who told her his love. Gillespie
was confronted by Donovan. At the town
postoffice Helen, unseen except by Dono
van. sliDDed a draft for her father into
the hand of the Italian sailor. A young
lady resembling Miss Helen hoidtook
was observed alone in ; a canoe, when
Helen was thought to have been at home.
Gillespie admitted giving Helen $20,000 for
ner xatner, wno naa tnen leit to spena il.
Miss HAten and Donovan met in the
night. She told him Gillespie was nothing
to her. He confessed his love for her.
Donovan found Gillespie gagged and
bound in a cabin, inhabited by the vil
lainous Italian and Hoibrook. He released
him. Both Gillespie and Donovan ad
mitted love for Helen. Calling herself
Rosalind a "voice" appealed to Donovan
for help. She told him to go to the canoe
maker's home and see that no injury be
fell him. He went to Red Gate.
At the canoe-maker's home, Donovan
found the brothers Arthur and Henry
Hoibrook who had fought each other. In
consultation. "Rosalind" appeared. Ar
thur averted a murder. Donovan return
ing, met Gillespie alone in the dead of
night. On investigation he found Henry
Hoibrook, the sailor, and Miss Helen en
gage I in an argument. It was settled
and they departed. Donovan met the
ren.1 Rosalind, who bv nisrht he had sup
posed to be Miss Helen Hoibrook. She
revealed the mix-up. Her father. Arthur
Hoibrook. was the canoe-maker, wnue
Helen's father was Henry Hoibrook, the
erring brother. The cousins. Helen and
Rosalind, were as much alike as twins.
Thus Helen's supposed duplicity was ex
plained. Helen visited uonovan, asKing
his assistance in bringing Miss Patricia
Hoibrook and Henry Hoibrook together
for a settlement of their money affairs.
which had kept them apart for many
years. Donovan refused to aid. He met
Gillespie and planned a coup. By making
Gillespie give a number of forged notes
to Rosalind, who ne supposed was
Helen, so closely did they resemble each
other, Donovan cleared the way for a
settlement of the Hoibrook troubles. Gil
lespie had iKjssepsed the only evidences
of the Holb-ooks' disgrace. The evidence
is securely hidaen. Helen suddenly dis
appeared. Donovan prepared to substi
tute Rosalind for her.
CHAPTER XXI II Continued.
She believes that I forged the Gil
lespie notes and ruined her father.
Henry has undoubtedly told her so."
Yes ; and he has used her to get
them away from young Gillespie.
There's no question about that. But
I have the notes, and I propose hold
ing them for your protection. But I
don't want to use them if I can help
It."
"I appreciate what you are doing for
me," he said quietly, Dut nis eyes were
still troubled and I saw that he had
little faith in the outcome.
Your sister is disposed to deal gen
erously with Henry. She does not
know where the dishonor lies."
We are all honorable men, " he
replied bitterly, slowly pacing the
floor. His sleeves were rolled away
from his sun-browned arms, his shirt
was open at the throat, and though he
wore the rough clothes of a mechanic
he looked more the artist at work in a
rural studio than the canoe-maker of
the Tippecanoe. He walked to a win
dow and looked down for a moment
upon the singing creek, then came
back to me and spoke in a different
tone.
"I have given these years of my life
to protecting my brother, and they
must not be wasted. I have nothing
to say against him; I shall keeji si
lent."
"He has forfeited every right. Now
is your time to punish him," I said;
but Arthur Hoibrook only looked at
me pityingly.
T dont want revenge, Mr. Donovan,
but I am almost in a mood for justice,
he said with a rueful smile; and just
then Rosalind entered the shop.
"Is my fate decided?" she de
manded.
The sight of her seemed to renew
the canoe-maker's distress, and I led
the way at once to the door. I think
that in spite of my efforts to be gay
and to carry the affair oft lightly, we
all felt that the day was momentous.
When shall I expect you back?"
asked Hoibrook, when we had reached
the launch.
"Early to-night," I answered.
"But if anything should happen
here?" The tears flashed in Rosalind's
eyes, and she clung a moment to his
hand.
"He will hardly be troubled by day
light, and this evening he can send
up a rocket if any one molests him.
Go ahead. Ijima!"
As we cleared Battle Orchard and
sped on toward Glenarm there was a
sting in the wind, and Lake Annandale
had fretted itself into foam. We saw
the Stiletto running prettily before
the wind along the Glenarm Bhore, and
I stopped the engine before crossing
her wake and let the launch jump the
waves. Helen would not, I hoped, be
lieve me capable of attempting to
palm off Rosalind on Miss Pat; and I
had no wish to undeceive her. My pas
senger had wrapped herself In my
mackintosh and taken my cap, so that
at the distance at which we passed she
was not recognizable.
Sister Margaret was waiting for us
at the Glenarm pier. I had been a lit
8
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II 6' "
Had Wrapped Herself in My
tle afraid of Sister Margaret. It was
presuming a good deal to tare her into
the conspiracy, and I stood by in ap
prehension while she scrutinized Rosa
lind. She was clearly bewildered and
drew close to the girl, as Rosalind
threw off the wet mackintosh and flung
down the dripping cap.
"Will she do. Sister Margaret?"
"I believe she will; I really believe
she will!" And the sister's face bright
ened with relief. She had a color in
her face that I had not seen before, as
the joy of the situation took hold of
her. She was, I realized, a wonan
after all, and a young woman at that,
with a heart not hardened against
life's daily adventures.
"It is time for luncheon. Miss Pat
expects you. too."
"Then I must leave you to Instruct
Miss Hoibrook and carry off the first
meeting. Miss Hoibrook has been "
" For a long walk" r-the sister sup
plied "and will enter St, Agatha's
parlor a little tired from her tramp.
She shall go at once to her room
with me. I have put out a white gown
for her; and at luncheon we will talk
only of safe things.
"And I shall have this bouquet of
sweet peas," added Rosalind, "that I
brought from a farmer's garden near
by, as an offering for Aunt Pat's birth
day. And you will both be there to
keep me from making mistakes."
"Then after luncheon we shall drive
until Miss Pat's birthday dinner; and
the dinner shall be oa the terrace at
Glenarm. which Is even now being
decorated for a fete occasion. And be
fore the night Is old Helen shall be
back. Good luck attend us all!" I
said; and we parted In the best of
spirits.
I had forgotten Gillespie, and was
surprised to find him at the table in
my room, absorbed in business papers.
" "Button, button, who's got the but
ton!'" he chanted as he looked me
over. "You appear to have been swim
ming in your clothes. I had my mail
sent out here. I've got to shut down
the factory at Ponsocket- The thought
of it bores me extravagantly. What
time's luncheon?"
"Whenever you ring three times.
I'm lunching out."
"Ladies?" he asked, raising his
brows. "You appear to be a little so
cial favorite; couldn't you get me in
on something? How about dinner?"
"I am myself entertaining at dinner;
and your name isn't on the list, I'm
sorry to say. Buttons. But to-morrow!
Everything will be possible to-morrow.
I expect Miss Pat and Helen
here to-night. It's Miss Pat's birthday,
and I want to make it a happy day for
her. She's going to settle with Henry
as soon as some preliminaries are ar
ranged, so the war's nearly over.'
"She can't settle with him until
something definite is known about Ar
thur. IX he's really dead "
"I've promised to settle that; but
I must hurry now. Will you meet me
at the Glenarm boathouse at eight?
If I'm not there, wait. I shall have
something for you to do."
"Meanwhile I'm turned out of your
house, am I? But I positively decline
to go until I'm fed."
As I got into a fresh coat he played
a lively tune on the electric bell, and
I left him giving his orders to the
butler.
I was reassured by the sound of
voices as I passed nnder the windows
of St. Agatha's, and Sister Margaret
met me in the hall with a smiling face.
"Luncheon waits. We will go out at
Mackint osh and Taken My Cap.
once. Everything has passed
off
smoothly, perfectly."
I did not dare look at Rosalind until
we were seated in the dining room.
Her sweet peas graced the center of
the round table, and Sister. Margaret
had placed them in a tall vase so that
Rosalind was well screened from her
aunt's direct gaze. The sister had
managed admirably. Rosalind's hair
was swept up in exactly Helen's poma
dour; and in one of Helen's white
gowns, with Helen's own particular
shade of scarlet ribbon at her throat
and wrist, the resemblance was even
more complete than I had thought it
before. But we were cast at once
upon deep waters.
"Helen, where did you find that ar
ticle on Charles Lamb you read the
other evening? I have looked for it
everywhere."
Rosalind took rather more time than
was necessary to help herself to the
asparagus, and my heart sank; but
Sister Margaret promptly saved the
day.
"It was in the Round World. That
article we were reading on 'The Au
thorship of the Collects' is in the same
number."
"Yes; of course," said Rosalind,
turning to me.
Art seemed a safe topic; and I
steered for the open, and spoke in a
large way, out of my Ignorance, of
Michelangelo's influence, winding up
presently with a suggestion that Miss
Pat should have her portrait painted
This was a successful stroke, for we
all fell into a discussion of contem
poraneous portrait painters about
whom Sister Margaret fortunately
knew something; but a cold chill went
down my back a moment later when
Miss Pat turned upon Rosalind and
asked her a direct question:
Helen, what , was the name of the
artist who did that miniature of your
mother?"
Sister Margaret swallowed a glass
of water, and I stooped to pick up my
napkin.
Van Arsdel. wasn't it?' asked Rosa
lind, instantly.
Yes; so it was," replied Miss Pat,
Luck was favoring us, and Rosalind
was rising to the emergency splen
didly. It appeared afterward that her
own mother had been painted by the
same artist, and she had boldly risked
the guess. Sister Margaret and I
were frightened into a discussion of
the possibilities of aerial navigation,
with a vague notion, I think, of keep
ing the talk in the air, and it sufficed
until we had concluded the simple lun
cheon. I walked beside Miss Pat to
the parlor. The sky had cleared, and
I broached a drive at once. I had
read in the newspapers that a consid
erable body of regular troops was
passing near Annandale on a practice
march from Fort Sheridan to a ren
dezvous at some point south of us.
"Let us go and see the soldiers," I
suggested.
"Very well, Larry," she said. "We
can make believe they are sent out to
do honor to my birthday. You are a
thoughtful boy. I can never thank you
for all your consideration and kind
ness. And you will not fail to find
Arthur I am asking you no ques
tions; Td rather not know where he
is I'm afraid of truth!" She turned
her head away quickly we were seat
ed by ourselves in a corner of the
room. "I am afraid, I am afraid to
ask!"
"He is well; quite wen. I shall have
news of him to-night,"
She glanced across the room to
where 'Rosalind and Sister Margaret
talked quietly together. I felt Miss
Pat's hand touch mine, and suddenly
there were tears in her eyes.
I was wrong! I was most unjust In
what I said to you of her. She was
all tenderness, all gentleness when
she came in this morning." She fum
bled at her belt and held up a small
cluster of the sweet peas that Rosa
lind had brought from Red Gate.
I told you so!" I said, trying to
laugh off her contrition. "What you
said to me is forgotten. Miss Pat,
"And now when everything is set
tled. If she wants to marry Gillespie,
let her do it."
"But Bhe won't! Haven't I told you
that Helen shall never marry him?'
I had ordered a buckboard, and it
was now announced.
"Don't trouble to go upstairs, Aunt
Pat; I will bring your things for you,"
Bald Rosalind; and Miss Pat turned
upon me with an air of satisfaction
and pride, as much as to say: "You
see how devoted she is to me!"
I wish to acknowledge here my ob
ligations to Sister Margaret for giving
me the benefit of her care and re
sourcefulness on that difficult day.
There was no nice detail that she over
looked, no danger that she did not an
ticipate. She sat by Miss Pat on the
long drive, while Rosalind and I chat
tered nonsense behind them. We were
so fortunate as to strike the first bat
talion, and saw it go into camp on a
bit of open prairie to await the arrival
of the artillery that followed. But at
no time did I lose sight of the odd
business that still lay ahead of me,
nor did I remember with any satis
faction how Helen, somewhere across
woodland and lake, chafed at the de
layed climax of her plot. The girl at
uiy side, lovely and gracious as she
was, struck me increasingly as but a
tame shadow of that other one, so like
and so unlike! I marveled that Miss
Pat had not seen it; and in a period
of eilence on the drive home I think
Rosalind must have x guessed my
thought; for I caught her regarding
me with a mischievous smile and she
said, as the others rather too generous
ly sought to ignore us:
"You can see now how different I
am how very different!"
When I left them at St. Agatha's
with an hour to spare before dinner.
Sister Margaret assured me with her
eyes that there was nothing to fear.
I was nervously pacing the long ter
race when I saw my guests approach
ing. I told the butler to order dinner
at once and went down to meet them.
Miss Pat declared that she never felt
better; and under the excitement of
the hour Sister Margaret s eyes
glowed brightly.
As we sat down in th screened cor
ner of the broad terrace, with the first
grave approach of twilight in the sky.
and the curved trumpet of the young
moon hanging in the west, it might
have seemed to an onlooker that tho
gods of chance had oddly ordered our
little company. Miss Patricia in white
was a picture of serenity, with the
smile constant about her lips, happy In
her hope for the future. Rosalind,
fresh to these surroundings, showed
clearly her pleasure in the pretty set
ting of the scene, and read into it, in
bright phrases, the delight et a story
book incident. i
"Let me see," she said, reflectively
'just who we are: We are the lady of
the castle perilous dining al fresco,
with the abbess, who is also a noble
lady, come across the fields to sit at
meat with her. And you, Bir, , are a
knight full orgulous, feared in many
lands, and sworn to the defense of
these ladies."
"And you" and Miss Pat s eyes
were beautifully kind and gentle, as
she took the cue and turned to Rosa
lind, "you are the well-beloved daugh
ter of my house, faithful in all service,
in all ways self-forgetful and kind, our
joy and our pride."
It may have been the spirit of the
evening that touched us, or only the
light of her countenance and the deep
sincerity of her voice; but I knew
that tears were bright in all our eyes
for a moment. And then Rosalind
glanced at the western heavens
through the foliage.
"There are the stars. Aunt Pat
brighter than ever to-night for your
birthday."
' (TO BE CONTINUED.)
The Devil and the Deep Sea.'
Hazlitt 8 English Proverbs gives
the proverb as "Betwixt the devil and
the Dead sea." and quotes it from
Clarke's "Paroemiologia," 1639, and
adds this note of explanation: "On the
horns of a dilemma. In Cornwall they
say 'deep sea, which may be-Tight.'
Reddall's "Fact, Fancy and Fable'
gives the following explanation of the
proverb: "This expression is used by
Col. Monroe in his 'Expedition with
Mackay's Regiment,' printed In 'Lon
don in 1637. The regiment was with
the army of Gustavus Adolphua and
was engaged in a battle with the Aus
trians. The Swedish gunners did not
elevate their guns sufficiently, and
their shot fell among this Scottish
regiment, so that 'we were between
the devil and tha deep sea,'" '
This contractor got results, -
Some years ago a contractor build
ing a railroad In a warm climate was
troubled a great deal by sickness
among the laborers.
He turnei his attention at once to
their food and found that they were
getting full rations of meat and were
drinking water from a stream near by.
He issued orders to cut down the
amount of meat and to Increase greatly
the quantity of Quaker Oats fed to the
men. "
He also boiled Quaker Oats and
mixed the thin oatmeal water with)
their drinking water. Almost Instantly
all signs of stomach disorders passed
and his men showed a decided improve
ment in strength and spirits. This con
tractor had experience that taught him
the great value of good oatmeal. 53 .
Packed in regular size packagas,
and in hermetically sealed tins for hot
climates.
Good Law That Should Be Enforced.
Anti-spitting ordinances, laws and
regulations in more than five-eighths
of the cities and towns of the country
are not enforced as they should be,
alleges the National Association for
the Study of Tuberculosis in a recent
report. While most of the larger cities
of the United States have such laws
on their books, in the great majority
of cases they are Ignored or over
looked. The report covers in detail
the enforcement of the anti-spitting
ordinances In 80 of the largest cities
In the -country. - During the year 190
in these 80 cities, 3,421 arrests were
made for violation of the laws regard
ing spitting in public places. Over ,
.900 convictions were secured and.
?4,100.87 was collected In fines.
Because a home is In the country be
cause it is on a farm is only an added
reason why it should be more up-to-date-and
attractive, for those who are fortu
nate enough to live in the country really
spend more time in their homes than do
those who live in cities.
And it is also true that farm homes and
farm life is daily becoming more and more
attractive. The inside of our house is our
home, so why not make it nice and at
tractive, homely and cheerful, up-to-date
and modern.
You wouldn t think of burninz tallow
candles, yet why use wall paper?
in order to educate a lew retmed peo- .
pie in every community to the artistic
beauty of soft velvety alabastined walls
of solid color, a free offer of beautiful wall
stencils of classic design is made to every
reader of this paper.
It is also possible to secure without any
expense color suggestions for your home
tell ing you the most suitable colors, to use
the best arrangement, curtains and over
curtains, etc. in fact the services of a
decorative architect are at your disposal
without charge to you.
In cities there are many and most ex
cellent designers of interior decoration, but
it takes money and time to carry out their
ideas. This same service is at the disposal
of every reader if he asks for it, and bet
ter than ail, it tells you how you can
either do the work yourself or direct some
one else. It gives you exact shades and
colors, and the stencils to do the work,
without charge.
Retribution may come from any
voice. Surely, help and pity are rarer
things more needful for the right
eous to bestow. George Eliot.
"Clean, dry quarters are necessary
for young lambs," says a stock jour
nal. But any old quarters that will
pass are good enough for most of us.
Moonlight During the Arctic Night.
The moon continues to shine at
the north pole during the six months'
absence of the sun.
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Orm. Refuse all substitutes. tuoo and 50c.
Bottles by Mail or at Dnuwists. CfifffC '
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