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STANTON WINS By Eleanor M. Ingram Author of "The Game and the Candle," "The Flying Mercury," etc. Ilfustrataon. by Frederic Theraburgh apyrilght 1919. The Hobbs-Merrill Uomuan, SYNOPSIS. At the beginning of great automobile race the mechanician of the Mercury Btanton's machine, drops dead. Strange outh Jesse Floyd, volunteers, and Is aco opted. In the rest during the twenty r hour race Stanton meets a stranger ss Carlisle, who introduces herself. Thi Mercury wins race. Stanton reoeiveu flowers from Miss Carlisle, which he ig pores. Stanton meets Mis Carlisle on a train. They alight to take walk, and train leaves. Stanton and Miss Carlisle follow in auto. Accident by which Stan, ton is hurt is mnysterious. Floyd, at lunot with Stanton. tells of his boyhood. Stan ton again meets Miss Carlisle and the) ne together. Stanton comes to tracli sick, but makes race. They have accl. dent. Floyd hurt, but not seriously. Al dinner Floyd tells Stanton of his twin sister, Jessica. Stanton becomes very 11i lnd loses consciousness. On recovery, at is hotel Stanton receives invitation and visits Jessica. They go to theater togeth. er, and meet Miss Carlisle. Stanton and oyd meet again and talk business. They agree to operate automobile factory partners. Floyd becomes suspicious of SCarlisle. Stanton again visits Jes loa, and they become fast friends. Stan on becomes suspicious of Miss Carlisle. ust before important race tires needed or Stanton's care are delayed. Floyd races the tires and brings them to camp. ring race Stanton deliberately wrecks is car to save machine in track. Stan ton and Floyd thrown out and lose con sciousness. Two weeks later Stanton wakes, and believes Floyd dead. Miss Carlsle admits she was responsible for aeoldent to Stanton and for his previous illness. They part. Stanton visits Jes ales, and much of mystery is unraveled. CHAPTER XII.--(Contlnued.) The acute question pierced deep. Out of Stanton's suffering leaped the truth in a cry of vehement passion and force. "I do not know! Jessica, Jessica, I lo not know! I want both. I love rou, I want you for my wife; left with him, I would have missed you. If I oared for you because you were like him, if I see him now in you, what matter? I tell you I want you, but I shall want him all my life. I want the one who rode beside me, the one who 'stood with me through rough or smooth, the one who knew me and I p . -I want my comrade, Jes Floyd." Thi ha&ed strength qf paan, thy flerce outcry of savage bereavement left the atmosphere swept to primi kive clarity, free of all small things. The girl drew h'erseli erect, even her lips colorless in her absolute pallor but her eyes meeting him on his own ground of desperate honesty, and raised her hands to her head. Stanton saw her lace sleeves fall back, and a zigzag scar start into view on her slender left arm. Like bands of silk ribbon she unwound the heavy braids of hair and flung them aside, letting a mass of short, boyish, bronze curls tumble about her fore There was no mistake possible, ever again. He did not know that he spoke, yet his cry reached the street below. "Floyd! Floyd!" "I am Floyd." "You-" "I am Jessica." The room reeled giddily, his vision blurred. And as his composure went down in chaos, her courage rose up to ,aid his need. "You're goin' to take it hard," com pessioned her earnest voice. "I've been doin' wrong to you, while I thought I was only hurtin' myself. I'm sorry." The lisp, the soft extcitement-born accent so blent with memories of splendid peril and comrade risk, fell ,on ready ears. "God!" breathed Stanton, and sank '.l-to a chair, dropping his face upon ns arm as it rested on the little tea table. "You've got to bear it; there's' only me. But that's the only 'way I've de eeived you, Stanton." The rustle of her dress came strangely with his name in those clear tones. "All that :I told you of my life is true, except Jes. My father had to have a son, an' 'he made me one. At first, when I was little, it was for fun he called me Jee when I had my boy-clothes on, an' 'played there were two of us. But when we found that all the country side, all the factory hands, every one except my nurse believed Jes and Jessica twins, we let it go on. It made it easier for him in trainin' me to be his partner. For he said I was man-fit for that. So Jee studied an' raced an' worked with him all day; in the evenin' Jessica wore frocks and frills. We lived alone in the big house; it was so easy. I used to dark en my skin a bit; that was all. You're not lsteuin'-you want time to think it out--" ie neitner moven nor contradicted. "'line for readjustment he did need, or realization of this and himself. Standing, a slim, upright figure, she gave it to him, waiting while the little Swiss clock on the mantle chattered through many minutes. "When my father died," she re sumed, at last, "aflter I found out that I wasn't goin' to die, too. I saw Jes was able to earn his livin' while Jes slca was liable to starve. I had it in my blood to love that work, I suppose; I told you once that the very smell of exhaust gas drove me out of myself with speed-fever. Every racer knows it, you know it, that feelin'. So I got a place in the Mercury factory; an' that way I met you. I don't know how to make you understand!" i. He interrupted her ruthlessly, al most roughly, as he might once have spoken to Floyd; not looking up. "What of all that? You are you, now. You've let me think you dead for two months-you left me in hell." "No, no!" she denied in swift de fense. "Not that. I never guessed that you could believe me dead; I thought you must know me-Jessica." "How should I know? You never came near me. The Floyd I knew would have come," the bitterness of those desolate nights and days choked speech. There was a pause, filled with some strange significance beyond his fath oming. "I couldn't come," she deprecated, her low voice broken. "You're makin' this hard. When I was picked up stunned, an' taken to the hospital, aft. er we went off the bridge, they found I wasn't Jes. They talked of me-the newspapers printed stories about Stan ton's mechanician-they said, they said you knew I was a woman when we went West-" The movement tlfat brought Stanton to his feet was galvanic. He under stood, finally, in one blinding flash of full comprehension; understood the doctor, the nurse, his fellow-drivers' embarrassed reticence, and Miss Car lisle. Understood, too, that here had been a suffering acute as his own. And in the man's hot outrush of protection Jes and Jessica were fused into one. "They'll talk to me," he grimly as sured. "I'm not shut in a hospital, now. Why didn't you send them to me? You knew I'd come to you-" His sentence broke, as his eyes caught and held hers; Floyd's eyes, straight and true in spite of the girl's scarlet shame burning in either check. "I knew, yes, you are that kind. But how could I tell you would want to come? How can I tell it now? You'd see me through safely, anyhow. I'm rememberin' that you dismissed Floyd for one falsehood, an' I've tricked you for weeks." He drew a step nearer her; the pulse which had commenced to beat through him the day they started for Indianapolis and which had ceased two months ago, suddenly woke anew with a long steady stroke. The old rich sense of life ran warm along his veins. "What of you?" he put the question. "Brute enough I've been to Floyd. Per haps he had too much of me for you to want more?" She gasped before the challenge, then abruptly flared out, powder to spark, defiance to mastery, as so often I on track or course. "You're mockin' me, Ralph Stanton! An' I won't bear it. I've told you too 1 often that I cared, trustin' you'd never I know the rest. I ought to have kept I away from you, an' I couldn't do it. I i never meant you to know I was any •nq but Jee Floyd, I meant to be your partner an' mechanician all my life. I hated bein' a girl. But you came here I ;- -- d . G to Marry M Toda" u "You're Going( to Marry M" Today." an' round Jesslca when I wasn't ex pectin' you. When you asked me if you might marry my sister, there at the Comet factory, you almost killed me. For then I did want to be a girl, your girl. Yes, I'm sayin' it, an' I won't marry you, I won't. I gave Jes sica a chance. an' you didn't love her, you loved Jes. I couldn't be happy any more, either way. I'm tired of wishin' the Mercury had fallen on me -you'd better go;. I'm never goin' to see you again." "You're going to see me," corrected Stanton, slowly definite, "forever. You're going to marry me today." She lifted her face to him as he stood over her, the girl's piteous beauty of it, the boy-comrade's direct candor, the mechanician's unmurmur ing obedience, and he saw her trem. bling whose courage matched his own. "Don't make me unless you want me, truly," she whispered. "We'r playin' square, now." His reply was inarticulate, the ex pression which leaped into his eyei was that with which he once ha. looked at Floyd across the cups o. chocolate. Only now it came with the fierce movement that crushed her sup pie figure in an embrace blending ev ery passion to be spent on man o. woman. "Jess, Jess-comrade Jess, love Jess!" After a while, she made the lasi essay. "You're sure, Ralph?" "Hush." "You've lost your racin' mechan. clan." "I'm not going to race; we're goin to Buffalo to open the Comet automo. bile factory." "I've known you every minute; you didn't all know either Jes or Jessica." For the first time since the Mercury car changed tires on the Cup race course, Stanton's blue-black eyes laughed into the gray ones. "Perhaps not, but I know Jess Stan ton. Get your hat and furs and come sign your contract; we're team-mated for the long run, my girl." THE END. THRIFT OF OZARK COUPLE Took Matter of Presents Into Their Own Hands on Sliver Wedding Anniversary. Everyone who has got several gifts exactly alike will appreciate the shrewdness of this Ozark couple who, in the matter of presents, took things into their own hands. "Speakin' of being thrifty," said Hi Buck, "reckon Cy Wasson and his wife, that came here from Iowa, about take the prize." "How's that?" asked the stranger who was waiting in front of the black smith shop while his horse was being shod. "Well, you see Cy and Mirandy wanted to celebrate their silver wed' ding. They had never celebrated ant anniversary before because, as Miran dy told my wife, the silver wedding was the first one where the presents would be worth more than the victuals. "Even then they worried a good deal for fear everybody would bring pickle forks or butter knives. But after a while they hit on an idea that worked first rate. "They wrote at the bottom of the invitations, asking the folks not to buy presents until they got there, for the Jeweler from Buckeye Bridge would be in the yard with a full line of sil verware, and no two pieces alike." "That was clever," said the stran ler. "Picked out their own presents, you might say." "Yes," said Hi, "but that wasn't the best part of it. We learned afterward they dickered with the Jeweler and got rim to give them 20 per cent, on all ie sold."-Youth's Companion. An Expert Name Manufacturer. At a dinner in New York William -ay Gardiner, the advertising' expert, scored neatly off an advertising fad that has of late been rather overdone. "A young couple," he began, "had been blessed with the advent of a little son, and the Wife, at dinner one evening, said: "'What shall we name our darling, Jim?' "Jim wrinkled his brow and re plied: "'Well, I submit Childa, Firstbornto, Thebol, Allours, Sunne, Ourown, Our. ownson-' "But at this point his wife shut him up. He could, of course, have kept on indefinitely. You see, he was one of those advertisement writers who in vent new names for breakfast foods, tinned soups and patent medicines." Optimistio. It is better to be picked too young than canned too Iate,-Judge. Live Stock NEAT BARN FOR SMALL FARN Driveway Makes Convenient Storage for Wagons and Other Imple. mente-Wafp in Winter. This barn should be built for $450, especially where a man is so situated he can do most of the teaming at odd times. In size, it is 84 by 88 feet, and " N End Elevation. the driveway during the greater part of the year makes a convenient stor age for wagons and farm implements. As the distance is not too great to back out with an emptf wagon, there are doors at only one end of the driveway. This should make the barn warmer in winter, writes W. A. Radford in the Farmer's Mail and C T4LL. Floor Plan. Breeze. A space is left over the driveway for putting hay up into the mow overhead. This mow is capable )f holding 15 or 20 tons of hay. PROPER FEED FOR THE COLI Something More Than Mere Filling II I Required by Young Animal I Don't Use the Whip. (By MAY PEINTNER.) A young and growing animal re quires something more than mere filling. It must have nutritious and tissue-building, blood-making food. It is much easier and cheaper to put two years' growth on a colt the first. year of its age than it is to "make up" for a year's loss of growth in two or three years. A good growth the first year of a colt's life costs less than at any other age and is twice as valuable to the breeder-a fact that is too often ignored. Spare the feed and spoil the colt is surely true. In training the colt do not use the whip simply because you have it. It is a very poor driver who makes a blow the starting signal. See that there is feed and water in abundance sand a clean, dry bed. Don't neglect the shoeing; it is vital on slippery roads or pavements; nor the blanket in cold weather, when the colt is standing out. Don't over load nor let the colt stand In the sun, nor where water drops on him. We believe that down in the heart of every man is some kindness and sense of justice. To Avoid the Runty Pig. Runty pigs stand a poor show at the feeding trough with a bunch of their husky brothers and sisters. As they are crowded out of place netur ally they do not get enough to eat to keep them growing and they stay runty. A trough arranged with V-shaped partitions set strongly in the trough, would give the little fellows an equal show with the big ones, and the weaker ones could get their share of food. A handy man can make such a trough arrangement in an hour or so, and the even growth of his pigs would more than pay for his trouble. Breaking the Colt. The earlier the colt is made used to the harness, the better broken the animal will be when it comes time for him to do some light work. It is easier to keep colts from learning bad tricks than to break them of such habits. For that reason have every strap and rope used by the colts so strong that there is no dan ger of a break. Once a colt finds out that he can get away from a halter or other parts of the harness there will be trouble, perhaps for all time. Eliminates Hard Work. The hardest work any farm horse ever performed was to furnish power for the old-fashioned horse-killing threshing machine. The gasoline en gine has stopped that species of cruel. ty. Value of Good Halters. It is cheaper to buy good halters than to pay the damages resulting from a runaway. OUTSIDE TnlE 'CANAL ZONE '·'"""':·'·' ·A r~.4:. 2:4·L A::: ~~n *,,*;..;r::r *,···· ,·;. .,B' ..i ·::: ···I·: :':::r::i:~·::: .····· 3: ':''·····- :··`~:ii: OLiiii·.::Y::i::'' A· ~:~::~::::::. "'"''4 ''' ····:CX:~:::::I:::::·-:·~·.:·.:::::: ::5::::;·::1 ~ ii~i:::-4I 'IE usual tourist, fresh from visit to the gigantic work not nearing completion betwee £ the cities of Colon and Pans art ma, will tell of his occasions or- glimpses of the virgin forests and o ita. his experiences with the natives, sub to plementing his narrative, perhaps ere with pictures of the jungle and o the what he took for aboriginal Indians the says a writer in the Geographica A. Magazine. End In fact, if our friend has followet the customary route, limiting his itin erary to a train ride from Color across to Panama, with stops at Gatui and Pedro Miguel, to inspect the locks and at Culebra to see the big cut, he knows very little of the real coun try, and in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred his native Indians are likel) to have had kinky hair and African features. There is undeniably plenty of jun. gle and thicket along the future canal, but it is almost wholly second growth; and in those places where the prime val vegetation has been spared, as in the swampy lowlands between Gatun and Bohio and in the steeper declivi. ties of the hills, it is and has always been more or less stunted and scarce he and so does not give an adequate idea he of the majestic forests that still cover le about two-thirds of the territory of the Republic of Panama. If, however, our tourist is a man .T of leisurely habits, a stranger to the hurried ways of the present genera s tion, he may leave the beaten track, pick up the wanderer's stock and go tramping over the excellent roads built parallel to the railroad and the canal by the government of the Canal Zone. He will then meet occasionally re some last vestige of the aboriginal id vegetation and examples of the won d derful rankness of tropical plant to life. L Not far from Pedro Miguel, on the to way to Panama, stands a cluster of Cavanillesia trees, once part of the *h forest, but today shading a pasture. 4 Apart from the striking effect of their ,s huge straight trunks, which are out oft proportion with their insignificant flat crowns, these particular speci mens are of especial interest on ac count of the fact that they grow I nearly at the extreme northwestern a areal limit of the species. East ward, in Colombia, it seems to reach a the Magdalena river, and southward it can be followed along the coastal plains as far as Peru. In thus wandering across the coun try, instead of keeping exclusively to n railroad trains, the traveler will have occasion many times to wonder at the indescribable luxuriance of vege table life in general and to observe the never ending struggle for su premacy. Real Indians. As to the real Indians, he may suc ceed in getting a look at some male specimens along the wharves of Colon or around the market in Panama City; but the chances are that they will mostly pass unnoticed in the motley crowd of mixed races of the larger towns. At least eight tenths of the native inhabitants of the republic show to a more or less marked extent the stamp of Af rican blood, and the most extraor dinary cases of inter-breeding are ob served everywhere. East of the canal, however, and not taking the aboriginal tribes into con sideration, the negro element vastly predominates the settlements of Por to Bello, Nombre de Dios, Palasque and Vineto Frio, on the Caribbean I sea, being formed, as it seems, by de scendants of both West Indians and Spanish slaves, and the villages of i the Pacific coast-Chepo, Chiman, Garachine-and those in the Tuyra basin by the latter only. West of the canal the predominance of the Af rican element becomes less mark ed, at least on the southern side of the country, as one goes farther to ward Chiriqui, where the whites and the civilized Indians have the upper hand. In the years 1501 to 1503, when Rod riguez de Bastidas and Christopher Columbus visited the northern coast I of the isthmus, they found it dense ly populated. About ten years later Balboa met.with identical conditions along the southern coast, and all sub sequent reports of early explorers give evidence of the fact that the whole country was in possession of numer. I ous olans, the names of many of which have been preserved. The two principal nations were the 1 Ola~mles, extending from the Ohkri- I a qul volcano eastward to what is to w day the Canal Zone, and the Cuna n Cuna, on the opposite side of the Isth L- mus. Li Up in the forbidding mountains and if valleys that form a background to the > landscape for the traveler on the t, steamers plying between Panama and f David dwells the mass of the present G, uaymies, about 5,000 in number, in .1 their homes scattered through savan nas and forests. From the time of the 2 conquest to the beginning of the past " century, they have been more or less i under the influence of the Catholio 1 missionaries, but have since been left to go back to most of their ancient customs and ways of living. Among the few vestiges left of that t transitory semi-civilized condition un r der religious discipline, perhaps the I most conspicuous is the flowing gown of the women, tight at the neck and reaching down to the feet. In every aboriginal tribe committed to their guardianship the first care of civiliza tions seems to have been to create among those simple creatures not the sense of modesty which is innate among them, but a feeling of shame of their physical beauty. Unfortunate Women, This is why in countries with a constantly warm climate, and where the rugged topography, the predom inence of brush and the multiplicity of rivers make necessary only the scantiest clothing, we often see the poor females moving awkwardly in their cumbrous imposed garments, under which, however, they still bear the primitive and more practical bark skirt. It is true that when there is no stranger near the gown is mostly discarded, and if a rain-shower sur prises a caravan on the trail the wom en quickly strip, wrap their togs in q large Calathea or Heliconia leaf, place the parcel in their load, and then continue on their way. The men do likewise, and besides when they go on a hunting expedition they invariably abandon their trousers before starting on a run after some wild animal. This practice has been adopted by the other more civilized natives in some parts, and sometimes one discovers a whole collection of blue trousers hanging on the lower branches of some tree at the opening of a forest path. In this case the shirt that forms the only other part of the male wearing apparel is takes off and tied around the loins. The Guaymtes are usually not of a very prepossessing appearance. Their stature is rather variable and their bearing has not the stateliness that is often noticed among other Indians. Among the men the face is seldom at tractive. The lips are usually thick, the nose is flat and broad, and the coarse black hair worn short. Among the women a few were met with who were positively pretty and is it necessary to say?-knew it. But beauty is not at a premium among the Guaymi females. A woman ought first . to be strong, healthy, and a good beast of burden and day-worker. The children especially the little girls, also have frequently lovely faces, with a. warm brown, velvety skin and beauti ful eyes. When they reach the age of maturity their hair is cropped short and not allowed to grow again until the first baby is born. Maidenhood, however, is a short stage of life for the Guaymi women, who not infre quently become mothers before reach ing their twelfth year. Face painting is a common prao tice, restricted apparently neither by age nor sex, although the women adorn themselves thus only on great occasions. Their dwellings are located either in the midst of the forests of the low. er belt, in solitary clearings far apart, or in the high savannas. In the first instance they are always at some die tance from the sea, as the Guaymies forced back into the mountains by the Spanish invaders, have long since lost the art of navigation. Her Ambition. Dr. Lyman Abbott, who opposes votes for women, was praising, on a aouthern steamer, a young Vassar girl. "She delighted me," he said, "in a chat I had with her yesterday at tea. We talked poets, we talked about the new morality and the militant auifra gette, and finally I said quizzically: "'And. what, may I ask, is the height of your ambition.' "'81x foot two,' she answered uan. iesitatingly, 'and he's the best rst baseman Yalevard's had for seventei pears.' "-Judge.