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SYNOPSIS.
Mn. ICezlah Coffin, supposed widow. 1
arranging to move from Trumet to Bos
ton, following the death of her brother,
for whom she had kept house. Kya.n
Pepper, widower, otters marriage, and 1
indignantly refused.
CHAPTER I Continued.
There was a Bound of scrambling.
More soot floated in the air. Then
around the corner of the high-boy ap
peared Mr. Pepper, crawling on his
hands and knees. His hair was
streaked with black; his shirt front
and collar and shirt sleeves were spot
ted and smeared with black; and from
his blackened cheeks his red whiskers
flamed like the last glowing embers in
a fire-scarred ruin.
"I was just tryin' to help Keziah
take down her stovepipe," he ' ex
plained. "You see, she didn't have no
man to "
"Yes, I see. Well, I Judge you got It
idown. Now you go out to the sink
:and wash your face. Heavens and
iearth! Look at them clothes!"
"I do hope you didn't hurt yourself.
iAbishai," said the sympathetic Keziah.
Then, as remembrance of what had
iled to the upset came to her, she add
ed: "Though I will say 'twas your
own fault and nobody else's."
i Lavinia whirled on her.
; "Dear me! Ain't we Innocent!
'We've got plenty of money, we have,
'widowers with property ain't no at
traction to us. Everybody knows that
j oh, yes! And they never talk of
jsuch a thing oh, no! Folks don't say
jthat that Well," with a snarl in
jthe direction of the kitchen, "are you
anywheres nigh clean yet? Get your
Icoat and hat on and come home with
I me."
i She Jerked her brother into the blue
jcoat, jammed the tall hat down upon
'his head, and, seizing him by the arm.
, stalked to the door.
"Good day, marm," she said. "I do
'hope the next widower you get to take
;down your stovepipe yes, indeed!
ha! ha! I hope you'll have better luck
'with him. Though I don't know who
'twould be; there ain't no more idiots
in town that I know of. Good day, and
.thank you kindly for your attentions
to cur family."
Keziah turned frorn the door she
had closed behind her visitor.
: "Well!" she ejaculated. "Well!"
Steps, measured, dignified steps,
sounded on the walk. From without
came a "Hum ha!" a portentous com
bination of cough and grunt. Grace
dodged back from the window and
hastily began donning her hat and
jacket.
"It's Cap'n Elkanah," she whispered.
"I must go. This seems to be your
busy morning. Aunt Keziah. I" here
she choked again "really, I didn't
know you were so popular."
Keziah opened the door. Captain
Elkanah Daniels, prosperous, pompous
and unbending, crossed the threshold.
Richest man in the village, retired
!shipowner, pillar of the Regular church
and leading member of its parish com
mittee, Captain Elkanah looked the
part. He removed his hat," cleared his
throat behind his black stock, and
spoke with impressive deliberation.
"Keziah," he said. "Keziah, I came
to see you on a somewhat important
matter. I have a proposal I wish to
make you."
He must have been surprised at the
'effect of his words. Keziah's face was
a. picture, a crimson picture of para
lyzed amazement. As for Miss Van
Home, that young lady gave vent to
what her friend described afterwards
as a "squeal," and bolted out cf the
door and into the grateful seclusion of
the fog.
CHAPTER II.
In Which Keziah Unearths a Prowler.
The fog was cruel to the gossips of
;Trumet that day. Mrs. Didama Rog
jers, who lived all alone, except for
jthe society of three cats, a canary,
Sand a white poodle named "Bunch."
in the little house next to Captain El
ikanah's establishment, never entirely
'recovered from the chagrin and dis
appointment caused by that provoking
mist.
i The fog prevented Mrs. Rogers' not
ing the entrance of Mr. Pepper at the
.Coffin front gate. Also his exit, under
leisterly arrest. It shut from her view
the majestic. approach of Captain El
kanah Daniels and Grace's flight, her
face dimpled with smiles arid breaking
linto laughter at frequent intervals.
;For a young lady, supposed to be a de
jvout Come-Outer. to hurry along the
main road, a handkerchief at her
mouth and her eyes sparkling with
fun, was a circumstance calculated to
furnish material for enjoyable scandal.
And Didama missed it.
Other happenings she missed, also.
Not knowing of Captain Daniels' call
"upon Keziah, she was deprived of the
pleasure of wonder at the length of
his stay. She did not see him, in com
pany with Mrs. Coffin, go down the
road In the- opposite direction from
that taken by Grace. Nor their return
nd parting at the gate, two hours
Jatr. It vras three o'clock in the after
coon before a visitor came again to
the Coffin front gate, entered the yard
nd rapped at the side door.
Kcxiii. opened the door.
"Halloa!" she -exclaimed. "Back,
are you? I begun to think you'd been
scared away for good."
Grace laughed as she entered.
"Well, auntie." she ' said, "I don't
wonder you thought I was scared.
Truly, I didn't think It was proper for
me to stay. First Kyan and then
Cap'n Elkanah, and both of them ex
pressing their wishes to see-yon alone
so er pointedly. I thought it was
time for me to go. jSurely, you give
me credit for a little" delicacy."
"Grace Van Home! there's bom
fools enough in this town without your
tuyin' to be one. Grace, I ain't goin
to leave Trumet, not for the present,
anyhow. I've got a way of earnin' my
livin' right here. I'm goin' to keep
house for the. new minister."
The girl turned, her hat in her hand.
"Oh!" she cried in utter astonish
ment. Keziah nodded. "Yes," she affirmed.
"That was what Elkanah's proposal
amounted to. Ha, ha! Deary me!
When he said 'proposal,' I own up for
a minute I didn't know what was corn-
in . After Kyan I was prepared for
'most anything. But he told me that
Lurany Phelps, who the parish com
mittee had counted on to keep house
for Mr. Ellery, had sent word her sis
ter was sick and couldn't be left, and
that somebody must be hired right off
'cause the minister's expected by day
after tomorrow's coach. And the cap'n
was made a delegate to come and see
me about it. Come he did, and we set
tled it. I went down to the parson
age with him before dinner and looked
the place over. There's an awful lot
of sweepin' and dustin' to be done
afore it's fit for a body to live in."
Grace extended her hand.
"Weil, Aunt Keziah," she said, "I'm
ever and ever so glad for you. I know
you didn't want to leave Trumet and
I'm sure everyone will be delighted
when they leam that you're going to
stay."
"Humph! that includes Lavlny Pep
per, of course. I cal'late Lviny's de
light won't keep her up nights. But I
guess I can stand It if she can. Now,
Grace, what is it? You ain't real
pleased? Why not?"
The girl hesitated.
"Auntie," she said, "I'm selfish, I
guess. I'm glad for your sake; you
mustn't think I'm not. But I almost
wish you were going to do something
else. You are going to live in the
Regular parsonage and keep house for,
of all parsons, a Regular minister.
Why, so far as my seeing you is con
cerned, you might as well be In China.
You know Uncle Eben."
"Yes," she said, "I know him. Eben
Hammond thinks that parsonage is
the presence chamber of the Evil One,
I presume likely. But, Grace, you
mustn't blame me, and if you don't
call I'll know why and I shan't blame
you. We'll see each other once in a
while ; 111 take care of that."
The packing took about an
hour. When it was finished, the car
pet rolled up, and the last, piece of
linen placed in the old trunk, Keziah
turned to her guest.
"Now, Gracie," Bhe said, "I feel as
though I ought to go to the parsonage.
I can't do much more'n look at the
cobwebs tonight, but tomorrow those
"Cheerful' a Tomb, Ain't It?" Was
Mrs. Coffin's Comment.
spiders had better put on their ascen
sion robes. The end of the world's
comin for them, even though It missed
fire for the Millerites when they had
their doin's a few years ago. You
can stay here and wait, if 'twon't be
too lonesome. We'll have supper when
I get back."
She threw a -shawl over her shoul
ders, draped a white knitted "cloud"
over her head, and took from a nail
a key. attached by a strong cord to
a block of wood eight Inches long.
"Elkanah left the key with me." she
ooserved. "No danger of losin' it. is
there. Might as well lose a lumber
yard."
They left the house and came out
into the wet mist. Then, turning to
the right. In the direction which Tru
met, with unconscious irony, calls
"downtown," they climbed the long
slope where the main road mounts the
outlying ridge of Cannon Hill, passed
Captain Mayo's big house the finest
in Trumet, with the exception of the
Daniels mansion and descended into
the hollow beyond. Here, at the cor
ner where the "Lighthouse Lane" be
gins its winding way over the rolling
knolls and dunes to- the light and the
fish shanties on the "ocean side," stood
the plain, straight-up-and-down meet
ing house of the Regular society. Di
rectly opposite was the little parson
age, also very straight up and down.
Both were painted white with green
blinds. This statement is superfluous
to those who remember Cape architec
ture at this period; practically every
building from Sandwich to Province
town was white and green.
They entered the yard, through the
gap in the white fence, and went
around the house, past the dripping
evergreens and the bare, wet lilac
bushes, to the side door, the lock of
which Keziah's key fitted. There was
a lock on the front door, of course,
but no one thought of meddling with
that. That door had been opened but
once during the late pastor's thirty
year tenantry. On the occasion of his
funeral the mourners came and went.
Mrs. Coffin thrust the key into the
keyhole of the side door and essayed
to turn it.
"Humph!" she muttered, twisting to
no purpose; "I don't see why This
must be the right key, because
Well, I declare, if it ain't unlocked
already! That's some of Cap'n El
kanah's doin's. For a critter as fussy
and particular about some things, he's
careless enough about others. Mercy
we ain't had any tramps around here
lately. Come in."
She led the way into the dining
room of the parsonage. Two Of the
blinds shading the windows of that
apartment had been opened when she
and Captain Daniels made their visit,
and the dim gray light made the room
more lonesome and forsaken in appear
ance than a deeper gloom could pos
sibly have done. The black walnut
extension table in the center, closed to
its smallest dimensions because Par
son Langley had eaten alone for so
many years; the black walnut chairs
set back,against the wall at regular
intervals; the rug carpet and braided
mats homemade donations from the
ladies of the parish on the green
painted floor; the dolorous pictures on
the walls; "Death of Washington,"
"Stoning of Stephen," and a still more
deadly "fruit piece" committed in oils
years ago by a now deceased boat
painter. The blinds and a window be
ing opened, more light entered the
room. Grace glanced about it curi
ously. "So this 13 going to be your new
home now, Aunt Keziah," she ob
served. "How queer that seems."
"Um h'm. Does seem queer, don't
It? Must seem queer to you to be so
near the headquarters of everything
your uncle thinks is wicked. Smell of
brimstone any, does it?" she asked
with a smile.
She threw open another door. A
room gloomy with black walnut and
fragrant with camphor was dimly vis
ible. "Cheerful's a tomb, ain't it?" was
Mrs. Coffin's comment. "Well, we'll get
some light and air in here pretty
soon. Here's the front hall and there's
the front stairs. The parlor's off to
the left. We won't bother with that
yet a while. This little place in here
is what Mr. Langley used to call his
'study. Halloa! how this door sticks!"
The door did stick, and no amount
of tugging could get it open, though
Grace added her efforts to those of Ke
ziah. " 'Taln't locked," commented Mrs.
Coffin, '"cause there ain't any lock on
It. I guess it's iust swelled and stuck
from tffe damp. Though it's odd. I
don't remember Oh, well! never
mind. Let's sweeten up this settln'
room a little. Open a window or two
want to do anything before it gets
dark. I'm goin' into the kitchen to get
a broom."
She hurried out, returning in a mo
ment or two with a broom and a most
disgusted expression.
"How's a body goin 'to sweep with
that?" she demanded, exhibiting the
frayed utensil, the business end of
which was worn to a stub. "More like
a shovel, enough sight. Well, there's
pretty nigh dust enough for a shovel,
so maybe this'll take off the top lay
ers. S'pose 111 ever get this house fit
for Mr. Ellery to live in before he
comes? I wonder if he's a particular
man?'
Grace, who was struggling with a re
fractory window, paused for breath.
"I'm sure I don't know," she re
plied. "I've never seen him."
"Nor I either. Sol was so bad the
Sunday he preached that I couldn't go
to meetin. They say his sermon was
fine; all about those who go down to
the sea in ships. That's what got the
parish committee, I guess; they're all
old salts. I wonder if he's as fine-look-in
as they say?
Miss Van Home tossed her head.
She was resting, prior to making an
other assault on the window. .
"I don't care. I know hell be a con
ceited little snippet and I shall hate
the sight of him. There! there!
Auntie, you musn't mind me. I told
you I was a selfish pig. But don't you
ask me to like this precious minister
of yours, because I shan't do it. He
has no business to come and separate
me from the best friend I've got- I'd
tell him so if he was here What
was that?"
Both women looked at each other
with startled faces. They listened in
tently. '
"Why. wa'n't that funny!" whis
pered Keziah. "I thought I heard "
"You did hear. So did L What do
you suppose "
"S-s-s h-h! It sounded from the
front room somewhere. And yet there-
cant be anybody in there, because
My soul! there tis again. I'm goin
to find out."
She grasped the stubby broom by
the handle and moved determine j to
ward the front hall. Grace seixed her
by the arm.
"Don't you do It, auntie ! she whis
pered frantically. "Don't you do it!
It may-be a tramp."
I don't care. Whoever or what
ever it is, it has no business in this
house, and 111 make that plain in a
hurry. Just like as not it's a cat got
in when Elkanah was here this fore
noon. Don't be scared. Grace. Come
right along."
The girl came along, but not with
enthusiasm. They tiptoed through the
dark, narrow hall and peered into the
parlor. This apartment was dim and
still and gloomy, as all proper parlors
should be, but there was no sign of
life.
Mrs. Coffin was glancing back down
the hall with a strange expression on
her face. Her grip upon the broom
handle tightened.
"What is it?" pleaded the girl in an
agonized whisper.
"Grace," was the low reply, "I've
just remembered somethin. That
study door isn't stuck from the damp,
because well, because I remember
now that it was open this mornin"."
Before her companion could fully
grasp the import of this paralyzing
fact, Keziah strode down the hall and
seized the knob of the study door.
"Whoever you are in there," she
commanded sternly, "open this door
and come out this minute. Do you
hear? I'm orderin' you to come out."
There was an instant of silence;
then a voice from within made answer,
a man's voice, and its tone indicated
embarrassment.
"Madam," it said. "I I am I will
be out in another minute. If you will
just be patient "
"Come out then!" snapped Keziah.
"Come out! Patience! Of all the
cheek! Why don't you come out
now?"
"Well, to be frank, since you insist,"
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From the Dimness of the Tightly Shut
tered Study Stepped the Owner of
the Voice.
snapped the voice, - "I'm not fully
dressed."
This was a staggerer. For once Ke
ziah did not have a reply ready. She
looked at Grace and the latter at her.
Then, without words, they retreated to
the sitting room.
"I hope you won't be alarmed," con
tinued the voice, broken by panting
pauses, as if the speaker was strug
gling into a garment. "I know this
must seem strange. You see, I came
on the coach as far as Bayport and
then we lost a wheel in a rut There
was a oh, dear! where is that this
is supremely idiotic! I was saying
there happened to be a man coming
this way with a buggy and he offered
to help me along. He was on his way
to Wellmouth. So I left my trunk to
come later and took my valise. It
rained on the way and I was wet
through. I stopped at Captain Daniels
house and the girl said he had gone
with his daughter to the next town,
but that they were to stop here at the
parsonage on their way. So there!
that's right, at last! so I came, hop
ing to find them. The door was open
and I came in. Tbe captain and his
daughter were not here, but, as I was
pretty wet, I thoughht I would seize
the opportunity to change my clothes.
I had some dry er things in my va
lise and I well, then you came, you
see, and I assure you I well, it was
the most embarrassing I'm coming
now."
The door opened. The two in the
sitting room huddled close together,
Keziah holding the broom like a battle-ax,
ready for whatsoever might de
velop. From the dimness of the tight
ly shuttered study stepped the owner
of the voice, a stranger, a young man.
his hair rumpled, his tie disarranged,
and the buttons of his waistcoat filling
the wrong buttonholes.: Desplfe this
evidence of the hasty toilet in semi
darkness, he was not unprepossessing.
Incidentally, he was blushing furiously.
"I didn't speak," he said, "because
you took me by surprise and I wasn't,
as I explained er presentable. Be
sides. I was afraid of frightening you.
I assure you I hurried as fast as I
could, quietly, and when you began to
talk" his expression changed and
there was a twitch at the comer of
his mouth "I tried to hurry still fast
er, hoping you might not hear me and
I could make my appearance or my
escape sooner. As for entering the
house well, I considered it, in a way.
my house; at least, I knew I should
live in it for a time, and "
"Live In it?" repeated Keziah. "Live
In it? Why! mercy on est you don't
mean to say you're-
She stopped to look at Grace. That
young lady was looking at her with an
expression which, as it expressed so
very much, is beyond ordinary powers
of description.
"My name is Ellery," said the
stranger. "I am the minister' the new
minister of the Regular society.'
Then even Keziah blushed.
(TO B8 CONTZNUET4
DECLARES F.'EEaER ILLEGAL
GOVERNMENT WINS SUIT TO DIS
SOLVE BIG COMBINATION.
Federal Supreme Court Also Enjoins
Union Pacific From Voting
Southern Pacific
Stock.
Washington. Declaring illegal the
Harriman railroad and steamship mo
nopoly, the supreme, court sustained
the government's suit by ordering dis
solved the merger of the Southern
Pacific, Union Pacific and San Pedro,
Los Angeles & Salt Lake railroads.
The suit was ordered begun by Pres
ident Roosevelt in February, 1908. In
1910, the circuit court. Judge W.' C.
Hook dissenting, dismissed the case.
The government appealed to the su
preme court, which now holds that
E. H. Harriman's monument of rail
road and Pacific Coast shipping com
bines is a gross violation of the Sher
man Anti-Trust law.
The highest court emphatically -re
fused to invoke its "rule of reason,"
laid down in the Standard Oil and
Tobacco Trust cases, to approve the
railroad combine. The merger was
declared "unreasonably" in restraint
of trade. '
Ownership by the Union Pacific of
45 per cent of all Southern Pacific
stock is declared illegal and roundly
disapproved by the court. The inter
est of the Harriman company in the
Santa Fe and Salt Lake roads was
held not ilegal. The decision was
unanimous, Justice Vandeventer tak
ing no part.
The court directed theidrcuit court
of Utah to take charge of the dissolu
tion of interests of the Southern Pa
cific stock held by the Union Pacific.
Presentation of the plans to the Su
preme court of the United States
within three months is ordered.
EIGHT DEAD IN OHIO WRECK
Passenger Trains in Rear-End Col
lision Near Dresden Some of
Injured May Die.
Zanesville, Ohio. Eight persons
were killed and seven injured, some
of whom probably will die, in a Penn
sylvania railroad collision near Dres-
di, Ohio. .
A Cincinnati & Muskingum Valley
passenger train was following a
Cleveland, Akron & Columbus division
passenger on the single track between
Trinway and Zanesville. The engine
of the latter broke down and a train
man was sent to flag the Muskingum
Valley train, but the latter was too
close.
The engine crashed through the rear
coach and demolished it. The dead
and injured were all in this coach,
but several escaped by jumping. Some
who were injured fatally were scalded
by escaping steam. .
Just before he died. Max Harris of
Lodi, a traveling salesman, asked his
attendants to notify his fiancee. Miss
Julia Rodman, of Paola, Kan.
Henry Balbian, who died in a hos
pital, was one of the best known
woolen mill men in the country.
Mrs. Emerson was found with her
head jammed through a window and
both her children were dead . beside
her.
HE URGES MORE WAR VESSELS
Secretary Meyer Says We Need Forty
One Battleships and Proportional
Number of Other Vessels.
Washington, D. C. Tha annual re
port of Secretary of tae Navy George
Von L. Meyer just made public sug
gests extensive changes in the ad
ministration of the navy department:
reports the efficiency of Uncle Sam's
battleships to be higher than that
maintained last year, and recom
mends a provision for the building of
four battleships, two cruisers, 16 tor
pedo boat destroyers, and a Aumber
of auxiliary vessels, by the present
session of ooncress.
The report states that a total of 41
battleships, with a proportional num
ber of other fighting and auxiliary ves
sels, is necessary to place this coun
try on a safe basis in its relations
with otter world powers.
Col. Archibald Gracie Dead.
New York. Col. Archbald Gracie of
Washington, one of the last passen
gers to leave the sinking Titanic, died
here in a private hospital. Col.
Gracie went down with the vessel, but
on coming to the surface found a life
raft on which he afterward helped
others. His family is widely known
in New York, Washington and Mobile,
Alabama.
Millionaire Weds Cashier.
Springfield, Mo. Colonel K. P.
Dickerson, . reputed millionaire and
former backer of Stanley Ketchel. the
pugilist, was secretly married at West
Plains to Miss Gertrude Compton, for
elev-on years cathier and confidential
secretiry in his jewelry business
here.
Names Two Kansas Postmasters.
Washington. President Taft has
reappointed William C. Edwards as
postmaster at Wichita, Kan. The ap-j
pointment of C. A. Connelly as post-;
master at independence, -van., aiso
was sent to the Senate.
Daughter of Edison to Wed.
. Orange, N .J. -Announcement ia
made here of the approaching . mar
riage of Miss Madeline Edison, daugh
ter of Tbomas A. Edison, to John E.
Sloan, a young inventor, formerly- as
sociated with Mr. Edison.
HE WAS A JOKER.
v.
Mrs. Newpop I can't persuade till
baby to take his medicine.
Mr. Newpop I guess he thinks It's
something to put him asleep.
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I did not comb her hair very often, her
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using Cuticura Soap and Cuticura
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the free samples. I used them and
they did so much good I bought a cake
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Ointment. I washed her head with
Cuticura Soap and rubbed the Cuticura
Ointment In the scalp every two
weeks. A week after I had washed her
head three times you could not tell she
ever had a breaking out on her head.
Cuticura Soap and Ointment also made
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A WONDERFUL DISCOVERY.
In this age of research and experiment, all nature
Is ransacked by tbe scientific fort be comfort and hap-
ftinessof man. Science baa indeed made friantstrides
n tbe past century, and among the by no mesne
least important discoveries In medicine la tbat of
The rani on. which has been used with frrea t success in
French Hospitals and tbat it Is worthy tbe attention
of tboae who suffer from kidney, bladder, nervous
diseases, chronic weaknesses, nicer. skin eruptions,
ft lea, Ac. there Is to doubt. In fact it seems evident
rom tbe bis stir created amongst specialists, that
THER API ON is destined to cast Into oblivion a U
tboae questionable remedies tbat were formerly tbe
sole reliance of medical men. Jt is of course impos
sible to tell sufferers all we snpu Id like to tell them
la this snort article, but those who would like to
know more about this renaedy that nas effected so
many we mucht almost ear, miraculous cures,
sborj Ld send addressed envelope for FRKK book to
lfr. LeClerc Med. Co.. Havers took Road, Uampnteed,
London. Ktw. and decide for themselves wetherths
New Prencb Beusyly "THERAPION" So. 1. No. B
or No. S Is what tney reqnire and have been seeking
In vain during a life of misery. Buffering. Ill nealtS
ana unaappiness. 'xnerapion is sou oy arnanrtsts or
saaUtUftt. Jrousera. Cov, WBcsknutA, Mew York.
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iricer.Serof uloos Ulcers. Varicose I' leers, I n
dolent Ulcers, ACercuriat Ulcrs,'Whlt Sweli
lne.Millf Lee, Fever Sors, b7miim,
j . Mr. AULita, uepk as, cm. rsai, jriiw.
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