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mmmmmmmm rotary, and earning a decent salaryy Those who got an inkling of the af fair admitted that the colonel had not acted fairly. It was known that Dorothy was pale and had lost in terest 'in affairs. But her father was as obstinate as she. "I'm mighty sorry, Tom," said ge nial Jim Banks one afternoon when he felt in an expansive mood. "She's a gem, that girl is. And now I come to think of it, f'seem to remember there was something funny about that property of Carteret's. Suppose you, look through those tin boxes of papers that we got from the old land -office after the war." "The deeds, sir?" '"Deeds, I suppose, but they haven't legal force any more. You see, the commissioners went through all land titles in 1871 and drew up fresh deeds, invalidating these. No, they're just curiosities. But there was some thing, if my memory isn t playing me a trick." Tom spent the afternoon rum maging through the faded yellow papers. It was at the bottom of the last box that he found the deed. "HunU" said Banks, running his eye over it "Yes, came to the Wil liams family through the Chief Al gonquinka.' Price a pound of beads brass; one hogshead of tobacco; a dozen rifles; powder horns yes, quite regular. Here's your grand father's transfer. Hello! What's this?" attached to the deed was a paper written in faded ink. Tom and Jim Banks looked at it with increasing astonishment. "My dear old friend," it read. "Of course I am not going to take your property. Keep it and let's, call the affair over. Ever yours, Theophilus Carteret" They looked at each other and Tom drew in a deep breath. "Then it's mine !" he'Said. "All the property." ' "I'm afraid not," answered Banks. "Your grandfather was evidently too T proud to accept it back. And a sim ple offer has, of course, no validity in law." "But it is mine morally!" "Morally be hanged. No, yoii haven't even a moral "right after all, these years!" "Lend me that deed, Mr. Banks," said Tom, with war in his eyes. "Take it, my boy. What are you going to do? Turn Carteret out in the cold?" Tom smiled, put on his hat and went over to the Carteret place. From her window above Dorothy looked down in wonder and awe. A minute later, ashe stood before the colonel, Tom heard the faint swish of her skirts in the passage outside. "Well, sir?" demanded Colonel Carteret "Read that," said Tom, placing the document beneath his nose. , The colonel read it and he turned redder than before. He looked up, and his voice had the growl of a sav-age-suoh a growl as might have been emitted by Algonquinka. "It's, an infamous forgery, sir. And even if it isn't, where is the proof that your grandfather accepted my grandfather's generous offer?" The door opened and Dorothy came in. "Tom !" she -cried. "You are not quarreling with father?" "No, dear," said Tom. "Colonel Carteret," he went on, "I admit that this document has no legal validity; But it shows that if your grand father was generous, my own was no less generous. You can no longer talk about our different stations in life. Morally am the owner of this place and you are you are secre tary to Mr. Banks." ' The colonel was beyond speech. He glared as if his eyes would pop out of his head. And just then Dor othy's feminine intuition struck the psychological moment She ran to her father and put her arms about his neck. "We love each other, father," she whispered. Slowly the frown f adeQ off the col- wai itMAAJMlfcilA