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THE MAN-EATER
NEXT WEEK'S COMPLETE NOVEL IN THE EVENfNC.WMLI
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PROLOGUE.
NATIVE 4voman working In the llttlo cultivated patch Juat outaldo
atho palisade which surrounded the mlsaton was the flrat to see
them. Her scream penetrated to the living room ofxthe little
thatched bungalow whoro the Hov. Sangamon Morton sat beforo
n table, an open tin box beforo him and a s'heaf of preferrod stock
certificates In his hands.
The Rev. Morton had heard such screams before. Sometimes they
meant nothing. Again they might mean the preanncoof an Inquisitive and
savage jungle visitor of the order of carnlvoro. Hut the one thing always
uppermost In his mind tho one great, abiding torror of their live there in
the midst of tho savage African Junglo was now, as always, tho first and
natural explanation of the woman's screams to leap to his mind. The Wakan
daa had como at lastl
.The missionary leaped to his feet, came tho hideous thing that was
thrust'tho papers Into a long manlla
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envelope, placed them In the tin box
and closed the cover as he hastened
across the room to the wldo flreplaco.
Here he kneeled and romoved a atono
flag'from tho hearth, slipped the box
quickly Into tho apcrturo revealed bo-
naath, roue, snatched n rifle from Its
hook over tho mantel and rushed out
Into the compound. The whole thing
had taken but a fraction of the tlmo
required to tell It.
ItTnnothc'r room of the bungalow
Mary Morton, tho missionary's wife,
nod nuth, his daughter, had heard
the scream, ond thoy. too. ran out
into the compound. Tho Rev. San-
gamon Morton found them there
when he arrived, and calling to them
'
to .return to the bungalow, sped on
toward tho palisade gate, through
. , . , ..
which wero now streaming the scqre
of women' and children who had been
trorklng In tho gardon. ,
Some native men were also hasten-
lng toward thegate from their varl-
ous amies nuout 1110 mission, con-
. .vrtH liikntliAn j.rtAH iHth nnplrnt
. ... "ine vaKanaas are upon me war-
Enflclds. The woman who had first patn rrp0rted the subordinate. "This
Y "creamed and whose shrill cry of fo..ow Bay8 that they killed nearly
terror had arousod tho poaceful little n)l within tho village and then started
community how fell to her knees bo- kor the mission whero the Americana
foro tdo Ilev. Morton. ore."
'Ob. sabe me. mnssa!" she cried. L'leut. Dr, Dees sat up quickly and.
Sabe roe fom de Wakandas! Do ,eann? forwnrd toward tho news
Wakandaa i hab camel brlnger. Ilred question after question
, Morton brushed paat her and hur- Rt nm whcn ne had gatisfled hlm
rled to tho gate. Ho would have a BC tnal tno man dlll not llo 0 lenped
look the enemy first. Tho Ilev. ,Q fcct A thoUKht!1 of hcat or
8angamon Morton was not a man to Jn8Stulic wcro gon,.. He gave a quiet,
bs easily stampeded. He had an- sharp ordpr 0 the corporal, and as
awered to false alarms In the past, tfmt 80ldler ran ncr0g9 tho parade
and though ho never permitted th Bround toward the beehive barracks
cry of "Wolf I" to find him unready Do Ueea ran.lndoors and donned his
(for the inevitable time when It should marchinR t0BS nnd his side arms.
provs a true cry no was prons 10 Xnlrty minutes later a little com
.scepticism until he should have the pany ot flfty biacka ln command of a
substantiating testimony of his own B,nB,0 i,olBinn lieutenant filed
y through the factory gate nnd took up
Now, as he passed through the their march against a warlike tribe
rale, his first glance at the approach-
ring "enemy" brought a sigh ot relief
to -his Hps. Coming out of the Junglo ,
w.r. strange black men It was ruo-
warriors armed with spears, e.nd even
' ' . ,.t ' . ", , ,.
guns but with them marched two
t. white men. and at sight of the pith
helmcU and tho smoke fro . two
briar pipes a broad smilo toucnea tne
.... Rnno-nmnn Morton.
v The smile expanded Into a good-
nov'urcd laugh as ho advanced to wel-
e'uUe the strangers and explain to
them the panic Into which their un-
heralded appearance had thrown his
llttlo community.
And so came Jefferson Scott Jr. nnd
his "boon companion, Robert Gordon,
to. the llttlo American Mothodlst mis-
rslon In tho heart of tho African Scott, reinforced by the handful of
Jdngle. And thero ono of them, young nl(,n converts who lived within tho
'Hcott', found a wlfo In the mission- mission mclosiire, repelled tho first
4ry's daughter, Ruth. Robert Gordon charge, his heavy expreit rifle and
remained for a month nrter tho mis- UPndly accuracy nendlng tho blacks
slonary had performed tho simple i)ai,k 0Wnrd tU jungle, whero they
C-creuiony that mudo his daughter irllI,0(i nml shouted until they worked
..Mrs. Jefferson Bcott Jr. Gordon was tlifmnolvcs Into a suITlclont hysteria
best man at tho wedding, and with (n wnrT:uU nnothcr assault. Tlmo
Mrs. Morton witnessed the marriage and aRa tho cbon ,lordQ awoopcd
..certificate. down upon the gates. Tlmo and
The two young Americans had come again the little handful of defenders
to Africa to hunt big game. Jefforsbn drove them back. Yet it was without
'.Scott Jr. remained to cast his lot with hope that Jefferson Scott Jr. fought,
his wlfo'a people ln their unselfish Ho kntw what must be the inovl.
.work among the natives. Gordon bado talile outcome. Already his own am
them goodby at last to return to his munition was exhausted, and there
home ln Now York, nnd tho evening wa but little more good powder
before his departuro the Rev. Mr. available for tho Enflclds.
t 'Morton called him Into tho living Thoy might hold out another day.
vrtAm rnmnvori the flacstone from tho
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hearth and, reiiclilng in. opened tno Pu8h? it would be but to defer tho
.tin box and withdrew a largo manlla llm frightful moment. If they oouU
envelope but got word to the Belgian olllcer
'il wish. Mr. Gordon," he said, "that and his llttlo command over on the
you would deliver this Into the keep- Ulukl! Hcott questioned his com
ing of Jefferson's father. It contains panlons as to the feasibility of get
practically tho entire fortune wlilch I tln! a runner through to the factory.
Inherited from my father and for It was Impossible, they said, as the
which I have no uso here, but which,
In tho event of anything befalling me,
would bo of Inestimable vuluo tn Mrs.
Morton and Ruth, it Is not safe hcic.
Tho Wakandaa, If rumor la to bo
.credited, are preparing to revolt
against the Belgian authorities, and If
they do we shall havo to leave horo
nnd cross nearly half the continent of
Africa to safety.
"Under such circumstances these
vnluablo papers would but odd to my
h anxieties and worries, and so I ask
i you to take them to Mr. Scott for
Vttifflkpftntni until mv mlaftlmi horn la
fulfilled and wo all return to America."
And so Robert Qordou bado thorn
arsweii mm niuru'ii iinon n s lone
uuriiuv iu j ii.i'rii it. iiiu iiiiLiiiui en
velope safo ln his Insldo pocket.
A year hUer n llttlo girl was born
to Ruth Morton Scott a little girl
whom they christened Virginia, uftor
the commonwealth of which her
father was a native son.
When Virginia was a year old If
Writes a New
African Junglo
of,cn uppermost In tho minds of all
"'at Httlo band Isolated In the heart
. . . . w.i.nrt.
rovolted.
Lieut. De Bees sat puffing upon his
cigarette In the shade of the veranda
at tho factory near tho head of navl-
gatlon on the L'lukl. His dusky aol-
dlcry lulled in tho shado of their quar-
ters native beehive huts. The -day
was hot cvon for tho tropical Jungle
In which tho factory sweltered most
of ho vear-
Lieut. De Hoes heard the challenge
of a" sentry at tho gates. Languidly
h0 loohtA In the direction of the
"" inwnrdlir anathematized
whatever fool might be moving about
n uoh insufferable heat. Presently
hoaw one of h'? non-commissioned
rfT1 r?-a n nnrnnnnlnv with n nnlA1
savage. The stranger was sweat-
,.,, . , ,.. ,
streaked and panting. His eyes were
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him before the ofllcer, saluting. Lieut.
De Uces noted excitement In his sol-
..,. -vnreminn
..what now7 he askodi re,urn)nt
tno Eajutfa
... .
wnich numbered perhaps a thousand
Bpoarfl
Qnce tcrrlfled
of
, , .
within the mission. Once again the
, ,, .
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"nd' "' douhtlng Jefferson Hcott
younger nnd could rim faster than
1"" father-in-law. And this time tho
wolf had come.
Tho Wakatidns wore at the rates
ly tho tlmo the two whlto mon had
reachod thorn. The Hov. Sangamon
Morton fell, pierced through the
breast by a heavy war spear beforo
ever he could lire a shot ln defense
of his loved ones.
t.ut ,..h.. trA WnttA
...v ......b nu.'u WI..U .IIH. .l,V.t-
whole country between the mission
and the Ilclglans would be overrun
' Waknndas by this time. Not ono
would volunteer to attempt tho Jour-
ney. They had fought bruvoly at his
HllJo but none dared venturo among
Wakandaa, the very mention of
wnoso name rilled them with unrca-
sonlnw terror.
I,ut It was the only hope thnt
Bcott had. Ho must get word to the
factory. If his blacks wcro afraid to
,)enr " ho must do so himself. Ills
ny hesitancy In the matter was tho
tllOllirht of lciLVlni? 1i1h vnnnnr uiifn nnrl
"a"y uaugnicr to tne sole protection
of tho nutlvo converts. During a lull
i in" iikiuiiik no rriurnwi 10 I no
u iiiiKaiiiw uiui iiiiuiMi inn innnpr
MiiHiroly before his wife nnd hor
mother,
"You must go, Jefferson," said tho
cider woman. "I can lake your placo
nt tho gates. The men lovo me, I
know, and will fight for mo and Ruth
as bravely as though you remained. I
T7
t6 a NEW Puzzle.
take THE hyphen
OUT OF THE U.5
IT MAKES
ME .
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will remain besld" them and give
them the moral support triey need,
and if there is a spare musket I can
use that too."
And so It was that as soon aa night
had fallen Jefferson Scott Jr. slipped
into the Junglo upon his useless mis
sion uselcRS, becauso a native had
already carried the warning to De
llees.
Scott never reached the factory, nor
did he ever return to tho mission.
Only the Wakandas know what his
fate was.
Do Dees and his soldiers arrived at
the mission early ln tho morning after
an all-night march. They came upon
the rear of the Wakandas Just as fhe
savages made their last and success
ful charge. A score or more of the
hiwllng demons had scaled the gates
nnd wero among the defenders as thn
rltles of the Helglan's black soldlora
volleyed Into their rear. The Wakan
dat., taken wholly by surprise, broke
and fled.
Inside tho mission defenses De Bees
found a dozen dead, apd among them
tho body of tho courageous) Mary
Morton, lying Just within the gates.
In the bungalow Ruth Scott stood
with a rifle In her hands before the
cradle of her little daughter boroft
In a slncle day of father, mother and
husband. The kindly and courteous
Ilelgtan helped her to bury her dead,
and sent out parties Into the Jungle
In ao'arch of Scott, keeping them out
until fear that be had been killed
became a certainty. Then he con
ducted the mother and child back to
tho factory and from thero arranged
for their conveyance to the coast.
Two months later Ruth Scott and
little Virginia arrived at tho Virginia
homestead ot the widowed and now
childless Jefferson Scott the father
of her dead husband.
When, a year before, Jefferson ficott
had learned of his son's marriage, he
had not been displeased, thuugh tne
Idea of the boy remaining In Africa
was not altogether to his llklnjr. Then
had come Robert Gordon with en
thusiastic descriptions of the new
daughter-in-law and her parents, and
JcfTorson Scott began to long for tho
return of his son and the coming of
his son's wife to brighten the sombre
life ot the old mansion.
Gordon had delivered a long manlla
envelope Into tho cider Scott's keop
lng. "Mr. Morton felt that It would
bo safer hero than ln Africa," ho ex
plained. "It contnlns a considerable
fortune In stocks, If I understood htm
correctly."
Then, after a long year, had come
tho news of tho Wnknnda uprising
nnd tho death of his son and the
Mortons. Immediately Jefferson Scott
cabled funds to his daughter-in-law,
together with Instructions that she
como at once to him. That samo
night he took thn long manlla en
velope from his safo to examine tho
contents, that he might have the nec
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essary legal steps taken to Insure the
proper transfer of the certificates to
Ruth Scott's name.
The manlla of the wrapper was of
unusual thickness, giving an appear
ance of bulk to the package that was
deceptive for when ho had opened It
Jefferson Bcott discovered but a single
paper within. As he withdrew this
nnd examined It a puzzled smile
touched his Hps. For a moment ho
sat regarding tho document In his
hand, then ho shook his hoad and re
turned It to the envelope,
He did not placo It again In tho
safe, but carrying It upstairs opened
an old fashioned wall cupboard, with
drew" a Un box from It, placed the en
velope ln the tin box and returned It
to the cupboard.
Two months later he welcomed
Ruth Morton Scott to his fireside, and
from that moment until his death sho
was as an own daughter to him, shar
ing his lovo with her little Virginia,
whom Jefferson Scott Idolized.
And In the nineteen years that ln- "
tervened It Is doubtful If the manlla
envelope or Its contents ever again
entered the mind of the grandfather.
CHAPTER I.
o
IIH closed door ot the bed
room opened, A bent and
white-haired old negro
shuffled slowly out, his
face burled ln a red ban
danna and bis shrunken shoulders
heaving to the sobs hs could not con
trol, Down at the negroes' quarters
the banjoes and the old molodeon
were stilled. Even the little picca
ninnies sat with hushed voices and
tearful mien. In the big front bed-
room ot the mansion two women
knelt beside a bed, their faces bur
led In tho coverlet, weeping. There
wers tears, too, In the eyes of the old
doctor, and even stern old Judge
Sperry blew his great beak of a nose
with unnecessary vlror as he walked
to the window and looked out across
the broad acres of bis lifetime friend,
Jefferson Scott was dead.
That night Scott Taylor, the son of
Jefferson Scott's dead sister, arrived
from New York. Virginia Bcott had
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dar.n That
Poor.
met him several times In the past,
when, as a child, hs bad visited his
uncle. Sho knew but little of his post
life other than that Jefferson Bcott
had paid on two occasions to keep
him out of Jail and that of recent
years the old man had refused to have
any Intercourse whatever with his
nephew.
Taylor was a couple of years her
senior, a rathor good looking man,
notwithstanding tho marks of dissi
pation that marred his features. He
was college bred, suavo and distinct
ly at ease ln any company. Hnd she
known less of him Virginia Bcott
might easily have esteemed him high
ly, but, knowing what she did, she felt
only disgust for him. His coming at
this time she looked upon as little less
than brazen effrontery, for he hnd
been forbidden the house by Jeffer
son Scott several years before, or
slnco then hnd he once communicated
with his uncle. That ho had returned
now ln hope of a legacy sho knew as
well as though he had candidly an
nounced tho fact, and It was with dif
ficulty that she accorded him even
the scantest courtesy ln her greeting.
Judge Sperry, who was searching
among Jefferson Scott's papers In the
library when Taylor arrived, took one
look at him over the tops of his
Classes, a look that passed slowly
from his face down to his boots,
Ignored his proffered hand and re
turned to his search without a fur
ther acknowledgment of the younger
man's existence.
Taylor flushed, shrugged his shoul
ders and turned back to Virginia,
but Virginia had left the room. He
fidgeted about, his ease of manner
a trifle Jarred, for a moment or two,
and then, recovering his poise, Ad
dressed Judge Sperry.
"Did my uncle leave a will?" he
asked.
"He made a will, sir," snapped the
Judge, "about a year ago, sir, ln
which you were not mentioned, sir.
Ho has made no other, that I know
of. If I were you, air, I should re
turn to Now York. There is nothing
here for you."
YOU
STop LOOKlM Cr
AT Mel You
MAKE Me
NERVOUS
Taylor half smiled.
"I take It you are looking for the
will," bo said. "Well, I'll Just stick
around until you find It. If you don't
find It I Inherit half the property
whether you want me to or not."
Judge Sperry vouchsafed no reply,
and presently Taylor left the room,
wandered out across the grounds and
down the road toward the little vil
lage, where, If there were no ac
quaintances, there was at least some
thing to drink.
Later In thn evening, fortified by
several Kentucky Imurbons, he re
turned, nor could Virginia's mother
bring horsolf to refuse him the or
dinary hospitalities of that old Vir
ginian home, nnd so he remained,
following the body of his uncle to
tho grave with tho other members of
the family, the frlonds and the ser
vants. And after the funeral he ntnyed on,
watching with as eager eyes as-the
rest tho futile search for the last will
and testament of Jefferson Bcott, but
with hopes diametrically at variance
with theirs. Naturally he saw much
of Virginia, though not as much aa
he should havo liked to see. He
found that the little girl he had
known years before had grown Into a
beautiful young woman a most de
sirable young woman and while It
angered htm to realize the contempt
In which she held him, he was not
so wanting In egotism but that he
believed he might win his way
eventually into her good graces. For
this reason he never reverted to the
subject of the will. He did his bMt to
impress upon Virginia and her mother
that his ono object In remaining thus
away .from his business was ln the
hope that he might prove of some
service to thorn now that he upon
whom they both had leaned for ad
vice and protection had been token
from them. Mrs. Bcott was beginning
to tolerate him and Virginia to feet
sorry for him, yet both could not but
look forward with feelings of relief
to the meeting of the administrators
which was to be hold in the library
of tho Bcott home the following
morning. They felt that the action
then taken would decide their status
legally and render the further pres
enoe of Bcott Taylor unnecessary.
That It had been Jefferson Boon's
Intention that Virginia should Inherit
htn entire estate they both knew, and
were equally positive that the ad
ministrators would adopt every legal
moans to carry out tho grandfather's
expressed wish. Judge Bperry had
explalnod Taylor's legal rights In the
ovont that no 'will should be dis
covered, nor wan Virginia at nil de
sirous of attempting to reduco the
amount that misfit be legally hla.
It was the evening before the meet
ing. Taylor had gono to town ln the
afternoon. Mrs. Scott already had
rotlreil and Vlrglnln sat rending In
the library when Scott Taylor en
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When Liberty Was Born
BY ALBERT PAYSON TERHUNE
tered. As the girl greeted him civilly
her eyes took ln his flushed face and
Unsteady carriage and she saw that
be had been drinking more than
usually. Then she let her eyes fall
again to her book,
Taylor crossed the room and stood
where he could watch her profile'.
For several moments he did not
peak, then he came closer and took
a chair directly In front of ber. The
effect ot ber beauty upon his drink
excited passions caused him to throw
diplomacy and caution to tho wind.
"Look here, Virginia," he said,
leaning forward toward her, un
steadily. The girl looked up in polite ques
tioning, but there was a warning
light In ber eye that a more sober
man than Scott Taylor would have
discerned and heeded.
"Yea?" The rising Inflection was
accompanied by a raising of tho
arched brows.
"Why not be friends, VlrglnlaT"
Taylor continued. "We're both of us
due for a share of the old man's
property. It amounts to a big bunch
ot coin, but It's mostly ln farmlands.
It ought not to be cut up. We ought
to keep It Intact. I got a schome."
Ho edged his chair oloser until their
knees all but touched. "We're about
the same age. I'm not such a bad
sort whan you know me, and you're
a peach. I always knew It, and this
tlmo l'va discovered something else
I love you." He was leaning so far
forward nqw that his face was close
to hers.
The girl's eyes were wide In as
tonishment and disgust. She rose
slowly and drew heriolf to her full
belrht.
"I would not, for the world," she
aid, "Intentionally wound any man
who came to me with an avowal of
honest love; but I do not believe that
you love me, and, further, the manner
ot your coming to me Is an Insult."
Taylor had risen and was facing
her. It possible she was even more
beautiful In anger than In repose.
His self-control vanished before the
scorn In her eyes and ln her voice.
"You can learn to love mo," he mut
tered, and seized hor tn his arms.
Virginia struggled, but he crushed
her closer to him until his lips were
above hers. With an effort almost
superhuman tho girl succeedod In
covering Taylor's face with her open
palms and pushing him from her.
Unsteady from drink, the man stag
gered back against the chair he had
Just left, toppled over It and fell in a
heap upon the floor.
When, after an effort, he managed
to crawl to his feet, Virginia had dis
appeared. Taylor sank to the edge tot
a chair, his face .contorted with rage
and humiliation. He was not so ln
toxlcated but that he now1 realized tho
fool he had made ot himself and tho
ridiculous figure he must have cut
reeling drunkenly over the chair. His
rage. Instead of being directed against
himself as U should have been, was
all for Virginia. Ho would make hor
pay! Ho would have hla revenge!
Bhe should be left ponnlless If there
was any way, straight or crooked, to
accomplish It. And In this pleasant
mood Bcott Taylor made his nusteady
way to bed.
It was lata when Taylor Awoke the
following morning. Already the ad
ministrators had gathered with Mrs.
Scott and Virginia In the library. It
was several minutes before the mah
could recall to memory the events of
the previous evening. As they Al
tered slowly through his befogged
brain a slow flush ot anger crept
over his face. Then he recalled the
meeting that had been scheduled for
to-day. He glanced at his watch. It
was already paat time. Springing up
he dressed hastily, and left his rooirw
Half way down the stairs he heard
voices coming from the library below.
He paused to listen. Judge Sperry
was speaking.
"Jefferson Scott never Intended that
that young acallawag should have one
cent's worth of his property," he was
saying. "He told me upon several oc
casions that he would not have his
money dissipated In riotous living,
and by gad, gentlemen, If I hare any
thing to say about It Jefferson Scott's
wishes shall be observed," and he
pounded the black walnut table with
a heavy fist.
"I think," spoke up another voice,
"that when the simple proofs neces
sary to establish legally Miss Vir
ginia's relationship to Gen. Scott have
been produced It will be a compara
tively simple matter to arrange the
thing as be w.ould have wished It,"
'"Simple proofs necessary to es
tablish legally Miss Virginia's rela
tionship to Gen. Bcottl' " The words
ran through Bcott Taylor's brain al
most rneanlnglcssly at first, and then
slowly a great light broke upon htm,
his eyes went wide and his Hp curled
In an ironical smile.
A moment later he entered the
library. His manner was easy and
confident. He sneered Just n little
as Virginia deliberately turnod her
shoulder townrd htm. A vast alienee
foil upon the company tut ho Joined
them, lie was the first to break it.
"f am glad," he said, "that we cin
now stralghtun out a few matters
that have been causing several ot you
not a llttlo annoyance" Ho glanced
defiantly at Judge Sperry. "Jtfforaon
Scott, my uncle, died Intestate. Un
der the circumstances, and' the law, I
Inherit I am. the sole hetrl"
Mrs. Scott and' the administrator
looked at the young man In nrprlse
Virginia kept her back toward Wm.
For aoveral seconds there was un
broken silence the bald effrontery of
Taylor's statement had taken even
Judge Bperry's breath away but not
tor long.
"Sole heir?" shouted the old man
presently. "Sole heir? Solo nothing!
You don't deserve a penny of your
uncle's estate, and you don't get..',
penny of It if I can prevent,"
"Hut you can't prevent, my friend."
Taylor assured htm coolly. "You can't
prevent, because, as I Just said, I am
ths solo heir."
"I presume," bellowed the Judge,
"that you have more rights hers than
Oen. Scott's granddaughter?''
"He had no legitimate granddaugh
ter," replied Taylor, the sneering
laugh on his lips speaking more truly
tho purport ot his insinuation than
even the plain words hs bad used.
"What? You young scoundrel!"
cried Judge Bperry, springing to his
feet and taking a step toward Taylor.
"Don't get exolted," said Taylor.
"Of course it's unfortunate that It be
came necessary to touoh upon (his
matter, but I gave Miss Virginia an
opportunity to compromise last night,
which she refused, and so there Is
nothing else for me to do but Insist
upon my rights. It's a very simple
matter to rectify If I Ana. mistaken.
All that Mrs. Scott neod do is produco
her marriage certificate, or the rec
ords of ths local authorities where
her wedding took place. And now,
until she can establish the right of
her daughter to make any legal claim
whatsoever upon the estate ot my
uncle, I shall have to ask you all to
vacate tho premises and leave tn in
possession of what is mine and no
one else'a."
The administrators turned toward
Mrs. Scott. She shook her head sadly.
"You alt know, of course, as well
as does he, that hla charge ;srs Vs
false as they are Infamou." she said.
"I was married ln ths heart of Cen
tral Africa.- Whatever records there
were ot the ceremony have long sln
been destroyed, I fear: asd I .fea
also that it may be a difficult thing
to legally prove my marriage. Rob
ert Gordon of New York was on o't
the witnesses. It hs still Uvea I pre
sume an affidavit from, him would bu
sufficient?" She' glanced 'at Judge
Sperry.
"It would," he assured her, "and ln
the mean tlm I Intend to klok.thls
miserable little puppy Into the road,"
And he advanced upon Taylor.
It was Mrs. ficott 'who stepped ln
front of the Judge. , ,
"No, my dear friend," ah aid', "we
must not do that. He has, posalbly,
legal if not moral. right upon his shle,
for until I can prove ths legality ot
my marrlago he Is ln ths eyes of the
law the sol heir. And in tne mean
time Virginia and I shall male our
preparations and leav her aa
quickly as possible."
"You will do nothing ot the sort,"
exploded the Judge. "You Will stay
right here. If you leav it will be a
tacit admission of the truth of a lie.
I won't hear of -your leaving, not for
a moment. If any on leaves, this
rascally blackleg will be the one
to go."
"No," spoke up Virginia, 1 shall
not leave. The Judge la right."
"As you will," said Taylor. "I
can't kick a couple of women out ot
my home if they Insist on remaining."
"You'd better not," growled ' the
Judge.
It waa not until afternoon that, M,rs.
Bcott found an opportunity to pen a
note to Robert Gordon, She bad not
eeen her husband's old friend since
that day twenty-one yars before
that she bad waved him farewell from
the veranda ot the bungalow within
the palisade of her mission home, He
hod stopped in London on his way
to America, met and married an Eng
lish girl, and thereafter for long years
had spent much tlmo tn England or
In travel, it had not been until after
the death ot bis wife that he had re
turned to New York permanently.
As Mrs, Scott finished the lotter an
automobile whirled up the driveway
and come to a slop before the man
sion. Women's voices floated in to
her and to Virginia to whom she had
been reading the completed letter.
The latter walked over to the opon
doors, where she glanced out, and
then, turning toward her mother with
an "Oh, It's Mrs. Clayton and Char
lotte!" ran out to greet the visitors.
Mrs. Scott, as thoroughly imbued
with Southern hospitality as a nattvt
daughter, dropped her letter upon 'tin
desk and followed Virginia to the
porch, where she found, her friends
Insisting that she and Virginia ac
company them on a drive to Uio vil
lage. Aa It was too warm for wraps
neither mother nor daughter returned
to the house, and only to8 glad ot an
Interruption to the sorrows and,wor
rles that had recently overwhelmed
them, entered the uiouhlne of Uio
Claytou's and n moment later were
whirling down Uio road in a cloud ot
dust.
Scott Taylor, who haAbeen stroll
ing about the plantation returned to
the houso shortly after they hud leli
and entering through the French
windows of tho library, chanced ,to
note tho open letter lying on the desk.
It required no subjugation of ethical
Koruple.i upon his part to pick the
letter up and read It.
(To De Continued)
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