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S rv?r-.:'f SV* $ *e atan ..:-S By HALLIE ERMINIE RIVES, Author of "Hearts Courageous,** Etc. COPYRIGHT. BOBBS MERRILL Chapter 28 S Harry stood again in the obscure half darkness of his cell it came to him that the present had a fnrreaehing significance that it was but the liandi- "work and resultant of forces in his own past. He himself had set Tlugh's feet on the red path that had pointed liim to the shameful terminus. lie had gambled for Hugh's ltiture, forgetting that his past remained, a thing IhiK must be covered. Fie had won Hugh's counters, but his own right to bo him self he had staked and lost long before that^game on the communion table un der the painted crucifixion. The words ho had once said to Hugh recurred to him with a kind of awe: "Put myself in your place? I wish to God I could!" .. Fate—or was It Cod?—had taken him at his word. lie had been hurled like a stone froui a catapult into Hugh's place—to boar his knaver.v, to suffer his dishonor and to redeem the baleful rep utatlon ho had made. A step outside the cell, the turning of the key. The door opened, and Jessica, pale nnd trembling, stood on the threshold. "I cannot help it," she said as she came toward him, "though vou told vine not to come. I have trusted all the while and waited and—and prayed ...But today I wa$ afraid. Surelv. sure ly, the man you are protecting has had time cijough. Hasn't he? Won't you tell them the truth now?"' He knew not how to meet the piteous reproach and terror of that look. She liud not heard the street preacher's declaration, ho knew, but oven if she had it would have been to her onlv an echo of the old mooted likeness. He had given her comfort once, but this was no more to be. no matter what It meant to him or to her. 'Jessica.' he said stcadllv. "when vou came to me here that first dnv and I (old .von not to fear for me I did 7iot mean to deceive vou. I thought vljon that It would all come right. But something has happened siuce theu— •-omething that makes a diflerenee. I cannot toll who was the murderer-of yrfft .iloreau. I cannot tell vou or anv one ^v, Ise, either now or at anv time.'' She gazed at him startled. She had sudden conception of some element iiitherto uncuessed in his makeup— something inveterate and adamant. •A&stf:-- Could it be that he did not intend to toll at all? The ver.v idea was men £.fvW-" ntrous. let that clearlv was his mean ing. She looked at him with flashing •i:*p eyes. 4,1ou mean vou will not.!'' she ex claimed bitterly, ou are bent on tacrilicing yourself, then? You are go jgas'-w: Ing to take this risk because you think utfir-t- It brave and noble, because .somehow it fits .vour man gospel. Can you see how wicked and selfish it Is? "ion 5: are thinking only of him and of your self, not of me." "Jessica. Jessica!" ho protested, with ita groan. Hut In the self torture of her questionings she paid no heed. "Don't vou think I suffer? Haven't 1 borne enough in the months since I married vou for vou to want to save me this? Do von owe me uolhing. me whom you so wronged, wbose'— bhe stopped suddenly at the look on his face of mortal pain, for she had struck harder than she kiv.»w. It pierc ed through the fierce resentment to her deepest heart, and all her love aiul pitv gushed back unon her in a torrent. She threw herself on her knees by the bare cot. crvln? passionately: "Oh. forgive me! I*orget what I said! I did not mean it. I have forgiven vou thousand tunes over. I never ceased to love you. I love you now more than all the world.'' "It is true.-- he said, hoarse misery in his tone. "I have wronged vou. If 1 could coin inv bloud drop bv drop to pav tor the past 1 could not set thnt right. If giving niv life over and over again would s\ive vou pain 1 would give It gladlv. But what vou ask now is one'thing I cannot do. It would make me a pitiful coward. I did not kill Moreau. Thnt Is all I can say to you or to those who trv me. "lour life!' she suit] with dry lips. "It will mean that. That counts so fearfully much to me. more than mv own life a hundred tunes. et there is something that counts more than all thnt to von." W tr4"/ tfV Ills face was that of a man who holds his hand In the lire. 'Jessica.' he said, "it is like this with me. When you found me here—(ho day I saw vou on the balcony—I was a man whose soul had lost its compass and its bear ings. Mv conscience was asleep. You woke it. and it Is fiercely \aiive now. And now with mv memory has come back a debt of*my past that I never paid. Whatever the outcome, for in? soul sake I must settle it now and tvipe it from the score forever.' She rose slowly to her feet, with a despairing gesture. 'He saved others.' she quoted In a hard voice 'himself he could not saves* I once heard a minister preach from that text at home, it ^vas yuur friend, the Kev. Ilenrv Sanderson. 1 thought it a very spiritual sermon then. That was before 1 knew what his companionship had been to vou." "If there were any justice In the uni verse." she added, "it should be he immolating himself now. not vou. But for him vou would never bo here. He ruined your life and mine, and I hate and despise him for a selfish hypo crite." That was what he himself had seemed to her In those oid da.vs. The edge of a Hush touched his forehead us he said slowly, almost appeahuglv: "He was not a hypocrite. Jessica. Whatever he was it was not that. At college he did what he did too openlv. That was Ins failing, not caring what others thought. He despised weakness In others. He thought it none of his affair, fco others were Iniluouml. But after he came to see things diHerentlv jfrom another standpoint—when he went Into the ministry—he would have given the world to undo it." "Men's likings are strange," she said. "Because he never had temptations like yours and has never done what the law calls wrong you think lie is as coble as you—noble enough to shield a murderer to bis wu danger/' "Ab. oo, JcMieoJ" be iuterpos*4 gea '|V ifcs: #i.' it ahi.Wfl Sr 'Jtf J& would do the same.' "-Tr"— "But vou are shielding a murderer," she insisted fiercely. "You will not ad mit It, but I know. There can be no Justice or right In that. If Harry San derson Is all you think him, if he stood here now and knew the whole, he would say it was wicked—not brave and noble, but wicked and cruel." no shook his head, and the snd shadow of a bitter smile touched his lips. "He would not say so," he said. should he he Immolating himself jiou), not t/ou." A dry sob answered him. He turned and leaned his elbows on tlio narrow window sill, every nerve aching, but powerless to comfort. He. heard her step. The door closed sharply. Then ho faced into the empty cell, sat down on the cot and threw out his arms, with- a hopeless cry "Jessica. Jessica!' Jessica left the jail with despair in her heart The hope on which she had fed these past days had failed her. What was there left for her to do? Like a swift wind, she went up the street to ^eider's oflice. She groped her way up the uulighted stair and tapped on the door. There was no an swer. She pi shed it qpen and entered the empty outer room, where a study lamp burned on the desk. A pile of :egal looking papers had been set beside it. and with them lay a torn page of newspaper whose fa miliar caption gave her a stab of pain. Perhaps the news of the trial bad found its way across the ranges to where the names of Stires and Moreau had been known. Perhaps every one at Aniston alreadv knew of it, was reading about It. pitying her. She pick ed it up and scanned it hastily. There was no hint of the trial, but her eye caught the news which had played its role lu the courtroom, and she read it to the end. Even in her own trouble she read it with a shiver. Yet. awful as the fate which Harry Sanderson had so nar rowly missed, it was not to be com pared with thai which awaited Hugh, for, awful as it was, it held no shame. Iu a gust ol feeling she slipped to her knees by the one sofa the room contained and praved passionately. As she drew out her handkerchief to stanch the tears that came something fell with a musical tinkle at her feet. It was the little cross she had found in front of tue hillside cabin that had lain forgotten in her pocket during the past anxious davs. As she pressed It the ring at the top gave way, and the cross parted iu halves. Words were engraved on the inside of the arms—a date aud the name Henry Sanderson. The recurrence of the name Jarred and surprised her. Hugh had dropped it—an old keepsake of the friend who had been his beau Ideal, his exemplar and whose ancient influence was still fiomlnaut. He had cluug loyally to the memento, blind lu his coustaut liking, to the wrong that friend had done him. She looked at the date. It was May 2S. She shuddered, for that was the month and dav on which Dr. Moreau had been killed. The point had been clearly established today by the prose cutiou. To the original owner of that cross perhaps the date that had come into Hughs life with such a sinister meaning was a glad anniversary. Suddenly she caught her hand to her cheek. A weird Idea had rushed through her brain. The religious sym* bol had stood for Harry Sanderson, and the chance coincidence of date had Irresistibly pointed to the murder. To her excited senses the juxtaposi tion held a bizarre, uncanny sugges tion. 'lhls cross, the very emblem of vicarious sacrifice! Suppose Harry Sanderson had never given it to nugh! Suppose he had lost it on the hillside himself! She snatched up the paper again. "Who has been for some months on a prolonged vacation '—the phrase stared sardonically at her. That might carry far back—she stud It under her breath, fearfully—beyond the murder of Dr. Moreau. Iler face burned, and her breath came sharp and fast. Why when she brought her warning to the cabin had Hugh been so anxious to get her away unless to prevent her sight of the man who was there, to whom he had taken her horse? Who vas there In Smoky Mountain whom he would protect it hazard of his own life? Jessica veins were all afire. A rec tor murderer I A double career? Was it beyond possibility? It came to her like an impinging ray of light, the old curious likeness that had sometimes been made a jest, of at the white house in the aspens. Moreau and Pren dergast had believed it to be Hugh. So had the town, for the body had been found on his ground. But on the night when the- real murderer came again to the cabin perhaps it was his coming that had brought back the lost memory. Hugh had known the truth. In the light of this supposition, his strained mauuer then, his present de termination not to speak, all stood plain. What had he meant by a debt of his past thnt he had never paid? He could owe no debt to Harry Sanderson. If he owed anv debt it was to his dead father, a thousand times more than the draft he had renahl. Could be be tblnkfcg In his remorse that his father Jbad cast him oft, counting hjnuejf wt counting WrawK -i miF FTP' ""3. Sanderson ha-.Tbeen David Stires1"?* vorlte and St James', which mast be smirched by ?he odium of Its rector, the apple of h-.s eye? Jcssica had snatched at a straw, be cause it was the only buoyant thing afloat in the dragging tide. Now with a blind fatuousness she hugged it tighter to her bosom. Oue purpose possessed her—to confront Harry San derson. What matter though she missed the remainder of the trial? She could do nothing. Her hands were tied. If the truth lay nt Aniston she would find it. She thought no farther than this. Once In Harry Sanderson's presence, what she should say or do she scarcely imagined. The horrify ing question filled her thought to.the exclusion of all that must follow its answer. It was surety and self con viction she craved, only to read in his eyes the truth about the murder of Moreau. She suddenly began to tremble. Would the doctors let her see him? What excuse could she give? If he was the man who had been in Hugh's cabin that night he had heard her speak, had known she was there. He must not know beforehand of her com ing lest he have suspicion of her er rand. Bishop Ludlow, he could gain her access to him. Injured, dying perhaps, maybe he did not guess that Hugh was In jeopardy for his crime. Guilty and- dying, if he knew this, he would surely tell the truth. But if he died before she could reach him? The paper was some days old. He might be dead already. She took heart, how ever, from the statement of his im proved condition. She sprang to her feet and looked at hor chatelaine watch. The eaBtbound express was overdue. There was no time to lose. Minutes might count She examined her purse. She had money enough with her. Five minutes later she was at the station, a scribbled note was on its way to Mrs. Halloran, and before a swinging red lantern the long incom ing train was shuddering to a stop. Zjj Chapter 29 This thought grew swiftly para mount It overlapped the rigid agony of his burns that made the bed on which he lay a fiery furnace It gave method to bis every word and look He took up the difficult part and. after the superficial anguish dulled, com plained no more and successfully coun terfeited cheerfulness and betterment. He said nothing of the curiously re current and sickening stab of pain, searching and deep seated, that took bis breath and left each time an in creasing giddiness. Whatever inner hurt this might betoken, he must hide it the sooner to leave the hospital, where each hour brought nearer the in evitable disclosure. He thauked fortune now for the chapel game. Few enough In Aniston w?uld care to see the unfrocked, dls graced rector of St. James'. He did nos know that the secret was Bishop Lud low's own uutil the hour when he opened his eyes after a fitful sleep upon the latter's face. The bishop was the first visitor, ano it was his first visit, for he had beer iu a distant city at the time of the fire Waiting the waking, he had been mys titled at the change a few months had wrought iu thecouuteuauceof the man whose disappearance had cost him many sleepless hours. The months of indulgence and rich living ou tht money he had won from Harry—had taken away Hugh's slightues3, and hi fuller cheeks were now of the contour of Harry's own. But the bishop dis tinguished new lines in the face on tliv pillow, an expression unfamiliar an. puzzling. The firmness aud strength were gone, and lu their place was haunting somethlug that gave him flitting suggestion of the discarded tha he could uot shake off. Waking, the unexpected sight of the bishop startled Hugh. To the good man's pain he had turned his face away. "My dear boy," the bishop had said, "they tell me you are stronger and bet ter. I thank God for it!" He spoke gently and with deep feel ing. How could he tell to what ex tent he himself, in mistaken severity, had been responsible for that unaccus tomed look? When Hugh did not an swer the bishop misconstrued the si lence. He leaned over the' bed. The big cool hand touchcd the fevered one ou the white coverlid, where the ruby ring glowed, a coal lu snow. "Harry," he said, "you have suffered —you are suffering now. But think of me only as your friend. I ask no questions. We are going to begin where we left off." "I wouid like to do that." said Hugh, "to begin again. But the chapel Is gone." "Never mind that," said the bishop cheerfully. /'You are ouly to get well. We are going to rebuild soon, aud wr "TTc arc going to begin where toe left off. want your Judgment on the plans. An iston is hanging on your coudltlon, Harry,", he went on. "There's a small cartload of visiting cards downstairs for you. But 1 imagine you haven't begun to receive yet, eh?" "I—I've seen nobody." Hugh "epoke hurriedly and hoarsely. "Tell the doc tor to let no one come—no one, but you. Wm not up to it" 1 "Wbr, of course not," »!4 the blfh pumtyh •UnnmtmfM people can wait" The bishop chatted awhile of the par ish, Hugh replying only when he lust, and went away hear ened. Before lie left Hugh saw his way to hasten his own going. On the next visit the seed was dropped in the bishop's mind so cleverly that he thought the idea his own. That day he said to the sur geon in charge: "He is gaining so rapidly I have been wondering if he couldn't be taken away where the climate will benefit him. Will he be able to travel soon?" "I think so." answered the surgeon. "We suspected internal injury at first, but I imagiue the worst he has to fear is the disfigurement Mountain or sea air would do him good," he added re flectively. "What he will need is tonic and building up." The bishop had revolved this In his mind. He knew place on the coast tucked away In the cypresses, which would be admirable for convalescence. He could arrauge a special car, and be himself could make the journey with him. He proposed this to the surgeon and with his approval put his plan in motion. In two days more Hugh found his going fully settled. The idea admirably fitted his neces sity. The spot the bishop had selected was quiet and retired nnd, more, was near the port at which he could most readily take ship for South America. Only one reflection made him shiver— the route lay through the town of Smoky Mountain. Yet who would dream of looking for a fugitive from the law in the secluded car that carried a sick man? The risk would be small enough, and it was the one way open. On the last afternoon before the de parture Hugh asked for the clothes he had worn when he was brought to the hospital, found the gold pieces he had snatched in the burning chapel and tied them iu a haudkerchief about his ueek. They would suffice to buy his sea passage. The one red counter he had kept—it was from henceforth to be a reminder of the good resolutions he had made so long ago—he slipped Into a pocket of the clothes he was to wear away, a suit of loose, comfortable tweed. Waiting restlessly for the hour of his going, Hugh asked for the news papers. Since the first he had had them read to him each day, listening fearfully for the hue aud cry. But today the surgeon put his request aside. "After you are there." he said, "If Bishop Ludlow will let you. Not now. You are almost out of my clutches, and I must tyrannize while I can." t, the long hospilal the air was cool and filtered, drab figures passed with soft footfalls and voices were measured and hushed. But no sense of coolness or re pose had come to the man whose rack ed body had been tenderly borno there in the snowy dawn which saw the blackened ruins of Aniston's most per fect edifice. Hugh hnd sunk Into unconsciousness with the awe struck exclamation ring ing in his oars, "Good God. it's Harry Sanderson!" Hi had drifted back to conscious knowledge with the same \Vords racing in his brain. They im plied that so far as capture went the old, curious resemblance would stand his friend till he betrayed himself or till the existence of the real Harry Sanderson at Smoky Mountain did so for him. The delusion must hold till he could have himself moved to some place where his secret would be safer, till he could get away. A quick look passed from him to his assistant as he spoke, for the newspa pers that afternoon hnd worn startling henrlliueR. The sordid affairs of a mining town across the ranges had lit tle interest for Aniston, but the names of Stires and iloreau on the clicking wire had waked it thus late to the sen sation. The professional caution of the tinker of 'human bodies wished, how ever, that no excitement should be added to the unavoidable fatigue of his patient's departure. This fatigue was near to spelllug dc feat, after all, for the exertion brough again the dreadful slabbing pain, ami this time it carried Hugh Into a re glon where feeling ceased, conscious ness passed and from which he strug gled back finally to find the surgeon bending anxiously over him. "I don't like that sinking spell," the latter eoulided to his assistant an hour later us they stood looking through the window-after the receding carriage. "It was too pronounced. Yet he has complained of no pain. He will be In good hands at any rate." He tapped the glass musiugly with his forefinger. "It's curious." he said.after a pause. "I always liked Sanderson—in the pul pit. Somehow he doesn't appeal to me at close range." The special car which the bishop had ready had been made a pleasant Inte rior. Fern boxes were in the corners, a caged canary swung from a bracket, and a softly cushioned couch had been prepared for the sick man. A momem before the start, as It was beiug cou pled to the rear of the resting train, while the bishop chatted with the con ductor, a flustered messenger boy hand ed him a telegram. It read: I arrive Annlston tomorrow 5. Confi dential. Must see you. Urgent. JESSICA. The bishop read it in some perplex ity. It was the first word he had re ceived from her since her marriage but, aware of Hugh's forgery aud dis grace, he had not wondered at this. The newspapers today pictured a still worse shame for her in the position of the man who in the name stiil was her husband, who had trojl so swiftly the downward path from thievery to the worst of crimes. Could Jessica's com ing have to do with that? He must see her, yet his departure. could not now be delayed. He consulted with the conductor, and the latter pored over his tablets. As a result his answering message flashed along the wires to Jessica's faraway train: Sanderson Injured. Taking him to coast train 48 due Twin Peaks 2 tomor row afternoon. And thus the fateful moment ap proached when the great appeal should be made. The evidence of the first day's trial of the case of the people against Hugh Stires was the all engrossing topic that night in Smoky Mouutain. Bar ney McGinn perhaps aptly expressed the consensus of opinion when he said, "I allow we all know he's guilty, but nobody believes it." Late as Smoky Mountain sat up that night, however, It wa3 on hand iiext morning, rauk and file, wheu the court convened. All the previous evening, save for a short visit to the cell of his client, Felder had remained shut in his office, thinking of the morrow. In his talk with Harry he had not concealed his deep anxiety, but to his questious there was no new auswer, and he had re turned from the interview more non plused than ever. lie had wondered that Jcssica on this last night did not come to his office, but had been rather relieved than otherwise that she did not. He had gone to bed heavy with discouragement and had waked in the morning with foreboding. As he turned from greeting his cli ent In the packed courtroom Felder noted with surprise that Jessica was not in her place not that he needed her further testimony, for he had drawn from her the day before all he intended to utilize, but her absence disturbed him, and instinctively he turned and looked across the sea of faces toward the door. Harry's glance followed his, and a deeper pain beleaguered it as his eyes returned to the empty chair. He saw Mrs. Ilalloran whisper eagerly with the lawyer, who turned away, with a puzzled look. In his bitterness the thought came to him that the testi mony had h?r conviction of his innocence that his refusal to answer her entreaties had been the last straw to the load under which it hod gou« down ttutib* bettered bMn ip4e«4 fte mum cringing crlmlnaT "the pIHIul liar and actor In her eyes! The thought stuns him. Hor fnith had meant so much. The ominous feeling -weighed heavily on Felder when he rose to continue the testimony for the prisoner, so rudely disturbed the evening before. In such community pettifogging was of no avaiL Throwing expert dust in jurors' eyes would be worse than useless. In his opening words he made no attempt to conceal the weakness of the de fense. evidentially considered. Strip ped ot all husk, his was to be an ap peal to Caesar. Through a cloud of witnesses con cisoly, consistently, yet with a winning tnctfulness that disarmed the objec tions of the prosecution, he began to lend tlieni through the series ot events that had followed the arrival of the self forgotten man. Out of the mouths of their own neighbors—Devlin, Bar ney McGinn, Mrs. Halloran, who came down weeping—they were made to see as in a cyclorama the struggle for re habilitation against hatred and suspi* clon, the courage that had dared for a child's life, the honesty of purpose that showed in self surrender. The prisoner, he said, had recovered his memory before the accusation and as serted his absolute innocence. Those who believed him guilty of the murder of Dr. Moreau must believe him also a vulgar liar and poseur. He left the inference clear: If the prisoner had fired that cowardly shot he knew it now if be lied now he bad lied all along, and the later life he had lived at Smoky Mountain, eloquent of fair dealing, straightforwardness of pur pose, kindliness and courage, had been but hypocrtv vlio booilcss artifice of a shallow bi 3oon. The session was prolonged past the noon hour, Rtid wheu Felder rested his case it seemed that all that was possi ble had been said. He bad done his ut most He had drawn from the people of Smoky Mountain a dramatic story and had filled In its outlines with color, force and feeling. And yet as he clos ed the lawyer felt a sick sense of fail ure. Court adjourned for an hour, and In the Interim Felder remained In a little room in the building, whither Dr. Brent was to send hlin sandwiches nnd coffee from the hotel. "You made a fine effort, Tom," the latter said as they stood for a moment in the emptying courtroom. "You're doing wonders with no case, and the town ought to send you to congress on the strength of it! I declare, some of your evidence made me feel as mean as a dog about the rascal, though I knew all the time he was as guilty as the' devil." The lawyer shook his head. "I don'1 blame you. Brent," he Baid, "for yon don't know him as I do. I have seen much of him lately, been often with him, watched him under stress, for he doesn't deceive himself he has no thought of acquittal! We none of us knew Hugh Stires. We put him down for a shallow, vulgar blackleg, without redeeming qualities. But the man wo are trying is a gentleman, a refined and cultivated man of taste and feel ing. I have' learned his true character during these days." "Well," said the other, "if you be lieve In him, so much the better. You'll make the better speech for it. Tell me one thing. Where was Miss Holme?" "I don't know." I" coimmro.1 Diuasa Scant*. "Every disease almost has its pecul iar odor," said a doctor. "This odor helps us greatly in diagnosis. "Gout imparts to the skin a smell precisely like whey. Diabetes causes a sweet, honey-like smell. Jaundice oc casions a smell of musk. Smallpox has very strong and hideous smell. It is like burning bones. Measles has a smell as of fresh plucked feathers. "The fevers have the most dlstinc tive odors. The odor of typhUB typhUB is musty, recall ing to the mind old, damp cellars that of yellow fever is like the washings of a dirty gun barrel. "So, you see, to speak of a doctor scenting our disease is not to use a mere figure of speech." A Surpriaa For the Thiaf. Herr Hager, 3 rich and influential banker, frequently had watches picked from his pocket At first he had re course to all kinds of safety chains then one morning he took no, precau tion whatever and quietly allowed himself to be robbed. At night, on returning from his business, he took up the evening paper he uttered an exclamation of delight. A watch had exploded in a man's hands. The vic tim's hands were shattered and the left eye destroyed. The crafty bank er had filled the watch case with dy namite, which exploded in the opera tion of winding.—London Telegraph. A Famous Story. Every section has Its famous story A famous story that is beiug retold In Oregon is about a very rich banker who got his start by doing work for the government. HIS bill was $.".000 and it had to be submitted to congroj^-. Congress has a habit 'of cutting Its bills In two. To make allowance for this he Jumped his bill to $10,000. He sent the bil! to the governor for hi.-? approval. The governor, having also heard that congress generally appro priated only half as.much as was ask ed, Jumped it to $20,000. The bill was then sent to one of the congressmen. Being friendly to the contractor, he Jumped it to $10,000 aud sent it to an other Oregon congressman for bis ap proval. The second congressman Jump edit to $80,000. Congress allowed the whole $80,000, although the contractor was entitled to only $5,000. This Is told as a fact in Oregon. The man who got the $80,000 got his start 011 it and is now a millionaire.—Atchison Globe. A "Lady" In Papys* Time. There were worse terrors than the matinee hit for the man who sa* be hind a lady in the seventeenth cen tury theater, as recalled by the Lon don Chronicle. At least, we may bap pose so from Mr, Pepys' experience on Jan. 28, 1661, when he saw "The Lost Lady" for the second time. Nine days earlier that play had not pleased him much, partly perhaps because be was "troubled to be seen by four of our office clerks, which sat in the half crown box and I in the Is. Od." But on the second occasion the play did "please me better than before, and here, I sitting behind in a dark place. lady (pit backward upon me by a mlatake, not seeing ma." However, (t wv flU right, tor, "after *etag her DELAWARE COUNTY Abstract Go. MANCHI8TIR. IOWA. 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A discussion of "What the Emman uel Movement Really Is" begins in tljis issue. The importance of the subject and the standing of the writ ers make this article one of particu lar interest. Walter Priohard Eaton contributes an article on the higher phase of acting, pointing out, with a sure hand, the greatest of our ac tresses and telling why they are so. Alexander Dana Noyes, Finan cial Editor of the New York Evening Post, has something very important to say about women's investments. There are a number of valuable ar ticles on subjects of peculiar interest to women. I The March issue is a special spring fashion issue announcing the advance spring styles. Princess gowns, small hats and datnty shoes seem ,to be the leading notes. A most interesting feature Is a discussion of the colors and styles suitable to blondes and brunettes, tall women and short wo men, stout women and slim. The stories are many and good, Irwng Bacheller, Grace S. Richmond, Ada T. Drake, Mary Heaton Vorse, Florence Morse Ktngsley and Hulbert Footner contributing fiction of a very high .order. In addition to an exceedingly hand some cover design by C. Allan Gil bert there are one hundred and fifty illustrations in this number, several in color. John Cecil Clay, Alice Bar ber Stephens and James Montgomery Flagg are among the illustrators. RafcW* K«»n «l«M Th» i-qbhii'is ii if if 1$ ffttir* fcwIwB. rf-nrifir-mrTi a 'Grlfpe£ SlmplG Remedy for La La Grippe coughs are dangerous aB tney frequently develop into pneu monia. Foley's Honey and Tar not orly stops the cough but heals and strengthens the lungs so that jxo ser ious results need be feared. The gen nine Foley's Honey and Tar contains no harmful drugs and is in a yellow package. Refuse substitutes.— An ders & Phillip. SO TEARS* EXPEDIENCE PATENTS Patents takta tnroan tpieuanotice, wlttioot c^argo, I StitMlfic flBKrtcaii. A.bandsomeJy tttaitrated waaMr. tarmt^ eolation of any ceieatlflo Iqornak Terms, t) How can any person risk taking some unknown cough remedy when Foley's Honey and Tar costs them no more? It is a sate remedy, con tains no harmful drugs and cures the most obstinate coughs and colds. Wh-} 'experiment with your health? Insist upon having the genuine Foley's Hon ey and Tar.—Anders & Phillips. FOR SALE. 200 acres of CHOICE FARM LAND,, within seven miles of Manheste at $60.00 per acre. Easy terms. One half of this years crop can with place. For particulars apply to Bronson, Carr & Sons, 19tf Manchester, Iowa. It coaxes back that well feeling, healthy look, puts the sap of life in your system, protects you from di sease. Holllster's Rocky Mountain Tea has no equal as a spring tonic for the whole family. 35c, Tea or Tablets.—R. A. Denton. IOWA LEGISLATURE OFFER. Within a few days, the Iowa Leg islature will assemble for what prom ises to be a very Interesting session. Many important measures are nro posed. If you desire to keep reliably inform ed on the proceedings of the Legis lature, subscribe for The Des Moines Register and Leader which will pub lish a complete, unbiased report each day. For only $1.00, The Daily Regis ter and Leader will be mailed to any new subscriber from now to April 15, 1909—through the entire session. Dally and Sunday to the same date, 11.50. The Register and Leader brings the news first—it is only dally newspaper that can be deliver ed on almost all rural routes in Iowa on the same morning it is printed. Subscribe with your postmaster, .the publisher of this paper, or remit di rect to The Register and Leader Company, Des Moines, Iowa CON AMATEUR CORN GROWING TE8T For Boys and Girls under 18 of Age Conducted by THE AGRICULTURAL EXTEN8IOC years Foley's Kidney Remedy will cure any case ot kidney or bladder trouble that is not beyond the reaoh ot med icine. Cures backache and Irregular ities that if neglected might result in Bright's disease or diabetes. Anders & Phillips. HOLLISTCR'S Rocky Mpiintain Tea Nuggets A Buy kodltlt Sir Buy P*opl(. Bring! Qoldra Hti' Vud Burnt Vlfor. A specific f°r Con-j&tioD, IodlgQstlon, Live jWd Backache. It s' xucy Mountain Tw let form, as cents Holustkb —. Mountain Tea la tab bo*. Genuine made bj •ANY, Haditon.Wla. TOR SALLOW PEOPLE Dana Ci eOLDEP' NUQGET 4«-gt Therear«more9!cCnll Pmtteraa»oM 5t«iet than of any otbtr makt of pattern*. .TMete account of their style, accuracy ana simplicity. McCalt'e Mngnstiie(TheQisr«nef FasMoa)fcee mere subscribe-* thmi any other Indies' Marline. One year'* *ubscriiiinn(ja number*) co»t*flO crnli Latut numb-r, ft ceutHe F.very »ut*cribe/i®»aMcCall Pal* tern Free. Subscribe today. Imdy Agent* Wanted* Hindmmtpnmlantior 1ib*r-tic»fth commisM- n. Pattern Cmatogue( of 600 RAILROAD Time Cards. Manchester & Oneida RY Tl ME TABLE. .v. MiBclntir ill irt trail eltfc I Arrln tt No. 3 No. 4 7:15 a.m OiaiaN* CorviuaKTS Ac Anyone Mttdlnf ertp quloklT ascertain oar opini tQToniUn probably Mtr ttoRi strictly oonBdontuLj sent fret. Oldest agency I len is probably .rlctlyoonfldenti j|M| S:00p.m Tfcat O.G. W. Oelwetn.... No. 6 st run.... Minneapolis ..... Waterloo... •a. ManhaU'ta S!§£2. i,8m Det Motnet ll »aj»j KaaaasCiiy "Sioopja C.O. W Doboqae... No. 6 Ohtoaw.... •J»IA lUftPJi No,6 O.N.ftSt.POa]mar......'tatofcji 8:46 ajn No. 82 oEatleflClty 11:4755 Maion City l:4ft No. 8 O. Q. W. Dubuque.... No.4 Chicago-.... Oetwein No. 8 Waterloo.... MarnhaUtawB DeaMoUiee.. Kansas Oily. St. Paul..?.. Minneapolis, t.-oo p.m No. 10 C.M.ftStP MontfceUo.. 4:45 pjn No,81 Marion...... Oaaar Rapids »:8P l:w pJl 8:10 PJi Davenport.. I Daily trains. Daily eieept Sunday. Through tickets on tale to all points, 'Phone 196 for further lnformaUon. B. B. BttBWBB. Traffic Manace ILLINOIS CENTRA! R. R. I E A E Main Line Pasieniter Trains. »8T VOUNU riol* it:6spm NoiOl 11:82 pm No 6 t8:ioa No 8 !8:10pm No 81 7:88am No88 1:00 pa No 88 5.40 K(S IJNf KAyi hnrrtr* Mo 2:06 tit No40t»:«ian Not .8:10db! No at lOiSau NoM ?:Upr NO.M li:ttawi No l:N .a ..rasi Train. Thro Bxpresa. ..last Mall.. .Day Bxpress. KtDodceBx --Knight CICDAB MUNCH. BAPlDS How 4:48pja ..tFunam... WojB8l8i60p.a l..,.tFrrigM..„ NkMai»a.a NoJtt:lop.a FO-MOUiU&JI train'oanj paaanewf. tDllljCxMptSuBdij. a. a. pma. statu* in. No. 5 Rubi to Oman*. glouxCllr indStrul No. a Run. to Ft. Dotin only. No. I ha* coansoUoni to Omaha, BtouxOtat 2"" *nl Mlnn'*I'™i aoaiKn tram «t.m bat Chicago Slwpe'r. car oa trains No" Band 4. Now'a the time to take Qocky Mountain Tea. It drives out the germs of winter, builds up the ach, kidneys and liver. The wonderful spring tonic to make poo* ®le well. You'll be surprised with re sults. 35c, Tea or Tablete.—R. A. Denton. 1 ESE.SSLlt.i*11' like IT KENNEDY'S LAXATIVE COUCH SYRUP 1 E. E. COWLKS,, ^g Propto of dray line, Am prepared to de .11 kind, of work la at Una. Moving iifei. miulnd laatnuniMa household goods and h'eavj artloles a .pedal- Resldeaee Phone No. Ms. Greatest spring tonic, drives out all Impurities. Makes the Mood rich. Fills you with warm, tingling life. Moat reliable spring regulator. That's Holllster's Rocky Mountain Tea. 35c, Tea or TTablets.—R. A. Denton. 0. yon (ret and grumble. Why don't yon take a tumble, Oje Beaoom'a Ptonic PUI«, .way your Ilia Tiylhaa. 9t0.nU. All druggist., Foley's Honey and Tar cures cough quickly, strengthens the lungs and expels colds. Get the genuine in it yellow package.—Anders &PhilUpi. PAINTING All kinds of exterior and interioi painting. A specialty madepf Oaf riaeg painting. Prices reasonable and satisfaction guaranteed. •.4": nt S.J. d«. and Premium Catalogue (chowing 400 premiums) aeut roe. Addreas THE McCAU* CO., New York. House for Sale. A well improved residence pro perty with two acres of land for sale at a bargain. Two blocks from Fair Grounds. Inquire of Bronsoii Carr & sons, Manchester, Iowa. Go Wesft Colonist Tickets to points in California, Colorado, Mexico, Montana, Washington,Oregon, Canadian Northwest and Various Other Points On Sale Daily, March 1st to Apm 30th via CHICAGO GREAT WESTERN Lc*r ROUTS fc 4tk tht Grttt Wt/ttrn Attn* ft- Atlr nsonY Blacksmith S' A Religious Author'. Statement) Rev. Joseph H. Fespernjan, SaHa bury, N. C., who is the author, of sev eral books, writes: "For .several yrs I was afflicted with kidney trouble an lirst winter I was suddenly stricken with a severe pain in my IddneyB and. was confined to bed 8 days unable to get up without assistance. My urr ine contained a thick white sediment and I passed, same frequently daj and night. I commenced taking Fol ey's Kidney Remedy, and the pain gradually abated and finally ceased and uyu rine became normal. 1 cheer fully recommend Foley's Kidney Rem edy."—Anders & Phillips. t-ttg Sour Stomach N. cppetlta, lm «r*a| mm* headache, eensttpattea, gtnaral «btllty, sour rtainfa, MmblMd with the gMatM kMvati3 and reoonttruotlvf propntUt. Jjrmpaia does as! enljr rallsv* MImI'InmUiIM •ad tfjrmpna. but tills tataMingiM* trouble ky ntosislsfc Miuylnc, nomocou «TMtaala and mucous msmbranss Hnlnf the«U«mC iuiuiimiui iwim "T«V •mraaMna*«auMafiu»-|Mft* For sale by 911 druggists. FYULVMV Various Routes and Stopovers "My three year old boy was badly* constipated had. a Mgh fever and was. in awful condition. I gave two* doses of Foley's Orlno Laxative &n<W the next morning the fever wis www *nJ h« wm entirely well. FV»l^ a-ft-A '?rv 'in*. *ffmv Mm*raw*. ...