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The Moving Finger .fg By B. Phillips Oppenheim
Grltto. 'Pto and lU. M UtUe. R"- 0.
rutnd Baton Km bean rtofrtertfied In ee-llor
ityt h t cthI Erglthrnto Tiaml rlohpanr.
tun meet Lot OlMmapfnty. Hc-'if ttfr wart,
Mt u 1 - - ' TamAm tm hnt m fin1
nMll . bMbbmbbbbI ... Ttita ininul
Vchetr, whn 4 curly iMMN Hato. H-.
annoyance iaTtaMa wbeo Tau'loo Marrabel. a
eo..ig wMo" whom ha Mnu'if vlulree, la alao
IgljCll 1 t Itfrtraod. 8toa la a atudit of o
Mlth ad It tba proiia an old woman knowt
tt "Uffajaa" mK un a :hla flfnr HWti
"VtaxJio.' Violet. Ibt g'A In rbarga f n of
t-a pis ra. It In lofo with OertraM. A '--nail
cbonw la a ti ! fratura of tha hu"""
Aoclaraur raawn'trataa In vain with t'iilHa Mr
llHnf ltMl onpaxii'iDitKlit o m i h. thap oomt-
io an An with n on H bm'. - 4tn
li an J dannrouflT wounda Eoov-:ar. I u
Iom iMtM - committal '. rim, hatca hTfll
to eiTlnco hrr ttut hli tIom a ai -uabl M t
j A Bnri of hjim.llni ii'fds. Roclicatff n Um
9atoo o laa'a Ixita and IViline alono n the
i"ir9, Bnt tbe whc prtjr aaaat at the Hooaa
ft tha I hi liea of AbiMMII, wtm la .Ire ; y tntrti
vd In Baton. Aaton. at the Turli-a'a raqaeei,
trie pa'cMe ttpcrlaaiita on pRUllne. Tha latter,
U a hri'Dotlc rtate. daarribaa ha attaaiptd mnr
dav of RockaaUr by Baton. Saton, a few dajt
liter, arowa hit loa for I'-niina. hhe rajacta rnai.
tataai la warned thai tbe poUoa ara watablnf nU
fortuae talllnf aatabilabaent. Ha decides to ro
Las, but flnda bit ttraofa Inflnen a orar bar i
nantnc- Utaotlme a deteetive eialtt one of tbe
fortune tailing ratabtlBbnenta In aearcb of -m
iMiri Violet. JUtM by Baton. aau raring by
telling erarytblng, Rocboater confronta Baton
frith proof o( bU blackaailing acheaaea. and tbe
ia to alii hiaualf bat raila,
The Man.
I BOUT half-wty up, wher th
ilslfh itopped. Lo.ly Mry
gava In. Pauline and Ilorhaa
tr want forward on foot, and
wlto a guide In front. Below
a wonderful unwen wono.
wueen axcept when the iinow for a mo
ment oaaacd to fall, and they caught
regue, awa-lnaplrlng gllmpaaa of ra
vines and praclplcea, trae-olad gorge,
reaching down a dizzy height to th
valley below. Above them was a
plateau. blaoW with pine tree. Higher
till, th Invlalble mountain top.
"fr la only n few hundred yarda
further ILouhester aid. holillng hl
companion by the arm "Whitt a noun
try, though! I wonder If It ever atopa
"11 la wonderful!" she murmured.
''Wonderful !"
And then, a though In simp ctrenge
relation to his word, the atorm of
whirling snowilaJce euOlenly ceaaej.
The thin veil uaaed away from overhead
like goaeamer. They taw a clear ky.
They aw even the glt'ani of reflei'ted
aunihlne, and ua the miat lifted the
country above and beyond unrolled Itself
in one grUMl tad xulindiil trans' urina
tion scengi a'ooiiK above voodti anow-
clad peaks, all llltttrlM with their
burdrn of Icicles and snow; and above,
white chaoa, where th mountain peak
atruck the clouds.
They paused for a moment, breathless.
"It Is like Naudhclm himself," she de
clared. "This Is th lund ho spoke of.
This is the place to which be climbed.
It Is wonderful!"
"Come," Rochester said "We must be
up before the durkneas."
Slowly tbey made their way along the
mountain road, which their guide In
front was doing all he cou.d to make
smooth for them. And then at the
corner thav found a log hut, to which
heir guide pointed triumphantly.
"It Is there!" he exclaimed "there
where iltey live, the wo mailmen. Be
yond, yoi' see, Is the village of the wood
hewei;." Rouneter nodded. They struggled a
tew ttapg forward, and then paused
to look with wonder at the scene be
low. The one log cabin before which
lliey wi ro now atundliiK hud been built
t!one. llarely a hundred yards away,
aoroaa the ravine, were twenty or thirty
similar ones, from the roofs of wh'oh
the amoku went curling upward. It
tamed for a moment as though they
had climbed above the world of noises
ollmbed Into the land of eternal silence.
Before they bad had time, however, to
frame the thought, thsy heard the craeh
Ing of timber across the ravine, and a
green tree lesl inward. A gUMttf ilk
distant thunder lose and (wailed at
every moment.
"It Is th machinery," their guide told
them. "Tbe tree fall and are stripped
of th bough. Then they go down the
ravin there, and along the slide all the
way tc the river. See them all th way,
like a great worm. Day rref night,
month by month there is never a min
ute when a tree does not fall."
Again they heard th crashing, and
aaoUher tree fell. They heard the rum
ble of th slido in th forest. The po
cuMar scent of freh sap emed like a
perfume in the u4r. Then suddenly the
arrow begem to fall agswn. Tbey could
not eee across th ravin.
Th guide knocked at th door and
opened it. Rochester and Paulina
9Bc4 in.
e Evening World
"Them Was the Happy Days!
There waa something almost familiar
omit the little cen. It was, to tnsmy
reaped, mo entirely as ab had always
imagined it. Naudhelm, coat Iasb, ami-
larleae, with open waistcoat, twist d
braces, and unkempt bnlr, W9 ctrMlng
up and down the room, hanging hi
hand again hi aid, dictating to eh
younger mavo wbo sat before tha rude
pine table.
"So we arrive." they heard bis harsh,
eager tones, "so we arrive at the evo
lution of that conaolousne.. vMca may
Justly be termed eternal the oonaoloua
oesa whl-o haa become subject to these
primary and Irresistible laws, the un
derstanding of w-hich has baffled for so
many axes t.he students of every coun
try. So we oimiim
Naudhelm broke off in the middle a)
Ms sentence. A ruh of cold lr had
swept into tbe room. He thrust forwent
sin angry. Inquiring countenances tow
and the visitors. The young man apraavj.
to his fset
"Pauline!" he exclaimed.
He recognized Rochester, and stepped
back with a momentary touch of bis
old passional repugnance, not un
mixed with fear. He recovered him.if
however, almost Immediately. Rochester
gaaed at bun In amazement. It would
have been hard. Indeed, to have recog
nized th Uertrand Baton of old days
In th robuat and bearded man who
tood there now with his eye fixed upon
Pauline. His cheeks were weather
beaten but brown with health. He wore
a short, unkempt beard, a flannel shirt
with collar but no tie, tweed clothes,
I Reflections of a
Ceprnab. lalt St
Oxt women
aaaaV r
-Bxa. " '' Ajssb.
than "c(juul."
a wtautng
all the girV friend
man' friend go around pitying him.
When a woman flings anything at a man, from chinaware to sarcatm,
it doesn't hit hi commence, but hit vanity.
After a few year of marriage you may faint or weep until you are blue
in the face without ttirring a husband beyond the point Of fetching you a
glass of water and a ncrre powder.
In order to be a genuine, bona-flde eynie, a man mutt just have learned
to shave, have known one chorus girl, and have been turned down by
a widow.
Blind ftltk is the benzoate of toda in which must wives try to preserve
their love for their husbands.
Prostrate yourself at a man' fet if you like, but don't tread on theml
"I don't believe In (.tying gomvthlng for nothing."
"Wall, you came mijiiy near doing It when you bought that bathing
edit" , ,
which might Indeed have come, at one
trme or another, from SavHlle Row,
but were now spent with age. and wow
oat of all ahape.
Pauline's heart leaped with Joy. Her
syei xcro wet. It had been wortti while,
then. He had found salvation.
"Wa hadtft the least right o com,
of course," she began, recognising that
speech alon could dissolve that strange
sllsnes and discomposure which seemed
to have fallen upon all of them. "Mr,
Rochester and Lady Mary and I sr
going to St. . orltz. and I persuaded
them to stay over here and ass whethsr
we couldn't rout you out. What a won
derful placet" she exclaimed.
"It I a wonderful place, madam!"
Naudhelm exclaimed glowering at them
with darkening face. "It Is wonderful
because we are many thousands of feet
up from that rotten, stinking llttls life,
that cauldron of touts. Into which my
young friend here had very nearly
pitched his own little offering."
"It waa we who sent aim to you."
Paulina said gently.
"Bo long at you have not corns to
fetch him away," Naudhelm mutter sd.
Pauline shook her bead.
"We have come," aha said, "because
we care for him, because we ware anx
lou to know whether he had come to
hla own. We will gc away tha moment
you send ua"
"You will have soma tea,' Naud
helm growled, a little more graciously.
"Hatnn. man, he hospitable. It la goat's
milk, and none too sweat at that, and
I won't answer for the butter."
Baton apnke llttls. Psullne was ron-
Helen Rowland
Tat lrsu Pyuiable Oe. ITS cue I art Wsri4)
would rather be cvte and meet
The moral retponiihility which a man teels for hit
WIFE is tometMng attoniahlng. But oh, welt, BOMB
aOPY'H got to be good!
go about envying her, and all the
Daily Miifine, Saturday, August 5, 191 IT
CesmllM ml I Th l"ss. MMMM
tent to watch him. They drank tea out
of thick cMna cups, but over their oon
versa tlon there area alwaya a certs It
reserve Neudhelm listened and watch
ad, like a mother Jealous of stranger
who might rob her of her young. Afle
tea, hoTvever. ho disappeared from th'
room for a few momenta, ami Hochea
ter waJked toward the window.
"It la very good of you to come,
Pauline," Huton aald "I shall work
all tha better for this llttls glim nee of
"Will the work," she aaked softly,
"never be done?"
He ebnok his head.
"Why should It? One passes fron
field to field, and our lives are not Inn
enough, nor our brains great enough
to reacb the place where w-e may ca'
"Do you mean," ahe asked, "that you
will live here all yoV days?"
"Why not?" he answered. "I ha v.
tried other things, and you know what
they made of me. If I live here till I
am as old as Naudhelm, I shall onlv
be suffering a Just penance,"
"But you are young." ebe murmured
There are thing In the world wort
having. There la a life there worth
living. Solitude such as this is the
greatest panacea the world could offe'
for all you have been through. But H
I not meant to last. We want yon
back again, Uertrand."
Hla eyes were suddenly on fire. He
shrank a little away from her.
"Don't!" he begged. "Don't, Pauline.
I am living my punishment here, ami
I have borne It without once tonkins
hark. Don't make It harder."
"I do not wish to make It harder."
she declered. "and yet I meant what I
said. It la not right that you shouM
spend all your days here. It is not right
for your own sake, a I not rlKht"
She eld rut l.er hands to him sud
denly. "It Is not right for mine." she whis
pered. Rochester stepped outside Asraln the
now had ceased. In th forest he
could hear the whirl of machinery ami
the crushing of the falling timber. Me
tood for a moment with clinched hand,
with unseeing eye, with ears In which
wa rlmtlng still the memory of tag I
low. iaalonae cry. An, I then the tit
paeeed. He looked down to the little
half way linuae where be bail left hla
wife. lie fancied he could ace some
one waving a white handkerchief from
the platform of pine lours. It w all ao
right, after all, ac rluht and naturul. lie
began to descend alone.
eaton brought he.- down about an
hour later. Their faces told all that
tuefa was to say.
"iteilrand Is go.ng to stay hire for
another year," Pauline said, answering
Lad,. Mary's unspoken question. 'The
first part of his work with Nuudheiiu
will be finished than, and we Mink t.
will hSve earned a vacation."
Kg tOt hold out hla hunils t Rnr teater
"Mr. Rochester." he said, "I hive
never asked you to forgive me for ull
the hard thlnpra I htive said and though)
of you. for ray Ingratitude, and--for
other tMngg.'1
"Dun't bpeak of them." Itochesler In
terruoted. "I won't." Satrn continued quickly.
"I can't. That chanter of my life Is
burled I cannot hear to think of It
even now. I cannot bear to come In
OOntgOt with anything which reminds me
of It."
Rochester took his hand and grasped
It heartily.
"Don't be morbid about It," he aald
"Every man should have at least tn
chances in life. Vou hail your first, and
It was ft rank failure That was because
you hsd unnatural help, and bad a.l
vlce. The second time, I am glad to aee
that you have succeeded You have
done thia on your own. Vou have
prced that the real man Is the present
Saton drew Pauline toward him with
e gesture which was almost reverent.
"I think 1'auliue knows." he said. "I
tops so."
Early In Hie morning their aleltrh
rattled off Saton stood outside tin- '
tage, waving h,s nam!. Naudhelm was ny
hla side, his arm resting gently upon
the yOUng man s shoulder A tine snow
was falling around them The air was
clean and pure the air of Heaven.
There aaa no sound 10 break the goes
stillness but the dnk.e of ths alelgn-
heiia and nehind. th,- rhyejinila humtnifsg
of the machinery, and tbe crashing of
the falling trees.
"Naudhelm li a great master," Ro-
ober said
Ts'illne smiled thronsh her tenra
"Bsrtrand Isn't sueh a very bad punll "
(The HikI )
"tou, rri. 0f a, Hen PI
herlpnlna In M Mim.ltiS t.,t.lt,a.
Hurl. i The ia( mill ba drift nl
Aidi rii-ii'a creitteol tttUll Ui Wflttf,
.uu'i in in il'm.
i "Have a drt.ik'.'"
"I sec you are a ItfMftr, It's
against tb law to drink on a tram in
I this State."
I "Have a cigarette then?"
'Thanks, we are Just In tlms for a
cigarette. You can't smoke 'em In the
next Slate we cross. " Cvuntr-Journal.
f" T.. "- Tei Watlgv
Summer Dreams
. w
IMP. J arr Gets the Blame ol iresping( Two Ardent
-Lovers Asunder. Just
(asMrlght I"". hT Th
I'rr., I'ulilUb
inn Nf fort Wuiijj.
By Roy L Mc Car dell.
II, dear! I'm ao nervous!" cried
Mla Mudrldfe.
Miss Mudridge had an ap-
pol itmeni to m'e:
her tlancu, M r
Jack Silver, St Ms
j a r r gpartniaAta
The hours were
creeping on space,
and still hs bai
pot come.
T h a impression
that Mr. Silver!
ill at ilui i place
un ine corner w h
Mr. Jarr bad unc i
OOAfll 'uo.1 w ben
Master Willi
Jarr, aptly arrayed
in fctwi jK-uut
suit, tiad nee .
sent out to tbe coiner, oatenslbb
to the fruit stand for lemons,
and had been advised as he went bi
Ous's to loot in under ths SWltfiB,
half doors ami sue if papa had Btopoed
In there on l.!s way hums Ma-.'.er
Willie, returning with ths lemons, re
ported that lis tern pupa's legs and Mr
"Ilaw did you know they were Mr
Stiver'.-'. -ahem IMubs, daar.s?'1 tLiii
Mist M dndgs
"Aw! 'cuuau his feet's so b!g ne
Iran. pa on them!" replied t ie de.r child
Miss Mudndge. gho hud ui.o at
licusiy Linen a dime out of bur purse,
svsu mo. 0 uno.lentutl I. r.pla.sd it
"Ctn'l we la iu th j. nltof io teli
them joi are dint of i am d,n. or
something like thalt" K.c,nestei Mas
Mudi'.dg. "Oh. Just wall till 1 marry
you, Jam silver: Just you wall!
"YOU'D belter wait. Wo." suggrs!eJ
Mrs. Jarr.
Miss Mudrtdxs gulped end rasolved to
Then, by dint of railing down tha dumo
trtUtP shaft, las ladies ut In cgiu-
By Clare
munlcatlon with the Janitor's wife.
"Would your bugband go to Uua'i for
us?" aake I Mra. Jarr.
"Ile a gone for big own self," said the
Janitor's wife.
Here writ a poser And. flnallv. Miss
Mudridge sent down a quarter cn the
dumb waller to the Janitor's wife, for
MfhlOb aha was aaked to go to 'Jus'a "o
0 her husband to till Mia. Jarr's hua
!,and be was wantxl at OtCOt
In Sillhouettev lie.
ar iiH
"Why do you suppose the ..u runt wutf"
"fUi)o it catche gight ol tomo ol hM nv bathing tuiti,"
Victor Dwiggins
Thcm TrtC
By Wheelanj
IListten to the Sad Story!;
"Ami If that tlua save H won't take
the message to your buaband you tell
him i ll havo him Indlotai if he don't
loop my hu band oul of in did plaoal"
In dug time thu sent for Janitor re
nin,,! wit.n the Information that Qus
praeonted bin Bompllmenti ami aald If
Mis. Jan vouhl keen her huahand out
of his Pi... I be, Oua. would thank her.
as Mr Jarr was - 'vlng bis estsbltsh
nitiit a bad name.
XA r o I.
"Cheer Up,
by Clan nee L. Lullen
luprnslil. Hill
B Thr it... rabtlUaa O.
St Turk Wurld).
ULI1I Must be Served" hut
the Oldster tempere hi Pun
witb I'stlsnc!
If you're Plot
ting Revenge,
first art Even
lift yourself for
your uwm Mis
dee il!
Don't Forgst ths
Man who Helps
you Cimss a Shaky
Most of ue are
Calculating on De
veloping "A Law
C i- CULLC" ly and a Contrlt.
Heart" when ,
Get to b about 107 Year ot Age
Another Brand of the Simple Stuf
la to Expect to Cash in on Promises:
We Never nave a Bit of Bothc
Placing the Man who Talks about Hit
Ths More Fact that there may be
Possibilities" In Doing a Qood Turn
-1 not Oetsr You from Doing Itl
They've Hsrnsssed the Falls of N'Ug
ars, but they've Neve Succeeded lu
chaining he Force of Habit!
There's a Heap of Difference between
''easting tor Fun and Hitting thv
To bog!
One Way to roseeaa Proper Sentiment
without Being Sheepish about it la No:
to Oab about It!
Ttme, great Heeler, is also a
Vone of u Can Mrape being
Talked About, but we CAN Contrive
not to Care a Durnt
The True Believer In the Dictum that
It Is Mure Hleassd to Olve than to ate
salv Is the Man who Imagines that
ine World owe him a Laving I
Ws Fsel that It Never is doing to
bs Poaalbls for us to be any Bettor than
we Ougnt to Be-and aoraehow the
1 nought doesn't Make us Feel Sad asa
Sweet, eltrtarl
"Ub, dear: I know some tornole trag
edy will be the result of thia awful
svsnlng!" mosnsd Miss Mudridge. "My
poo darlingl fee haps he will be
druggsdl Perhaps be Is being detained
againat hla Willi''
Put bar poor darling arrived a half
mlnuta later, with no evidence of opi
ates uur of having been delauied by
forca in fact, Mr. Jack Silver wa hla
usual cslm. quiet dsbonalr self.
Hut somebody had dstained Mr. Jarr
somebody hsd drugged HIM. Por hs
was brought In supported on bis feet by
Mr. Silver, and evidently be did not
recognize anybody present
Mrs. Jarr shook him and advised him
io retire, giving the engaged couple
nun a for mutual endearments.
But Mr. Jarr murmared something
about saving a pal, and sat down upon
ihe sura and glarsd glassily at nothing
"Poor Mr Jarr has bssn overcome by
ths heat," aald Miss Mudridge sweetly
just ii mm os, jura uarr n. don I
mind him In the least, do we Petsy?"
Mr. Silvsr waa Pstsy evident . for ha
answsrad that ths presence of Mr. Jarr
did not ambarruas him a bit
"Ws were Just diacu- img ths wed
ding. Mr. Silver,'' said Mra Jarr, turn
ing her scowl as she gaaed at Mr. Jarr
Into a smile as 'be invoked a Mr. Sil
ver, of course you'll nam tbe (oil
Sure, Jarr' to be there," said Mr.
Sllvr. I ,
osii, married men csn act as usti
ere. but h SHALL NOT go to any
bachelors dinner," repl.ed Mis. Jarr.
"Suppoag wo let your Dane tc tha
WSddlhl dress Mma Smith asnt up ta
show us, on a sustomtr of bar oat
oldeied. Clara?"
HIM Mudridge blushed. bu oft th
room with Mra Jarr to br ug in th
sample trouassau.
Mr .Silver shook Mr. Jarr rougaly y
th ahouldtr.
Quick, nowl Wah upl Help me to
s.-.ipo. ' hs orisi

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