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“You Are Not Glad to See Me?"
The Master of Craven By MARIE VAN VORST PICTURES BY CttAS W. ROSSER J 90.5, J3YJ.B LIPPINCOTT Co BYNOPSIS. Basil world’s greatrat port an.l novelist, rt-fualns further to be lion ised. shuts liltnself up In Craven, his country home. Ills gloomy in*.lllations are broken by the Mdmlsslon of an Ameri can. I.ury Curew. who has come to Kng land to gt-t a study of the author, but nu.re •s|M-rlally a synopsis of his new suite of poems. Tempest, unary at being dlsturlied. declares be will wtlte no more, and usks I.ury to r«». Repenting his rude ness In sendtnic her out ut night In tin* rain. Tempest hastens after her. but she refuses to return to Craven with him and takes lodglfiK with a cottager. Next morning l.ucy receives an apology from TMRpcal and an offer to assist her In writing her essay. Tempeat dictates to Lucy, who listens apollbound as she writes. I.ury decides to no to London, but Tempest Induces her to remsln and read her rnanuseript to him. l.ucy declines an Invitation to dine with Tempest, who In snicer anti disappointment. goea to l-on don. He asks Lady Ormond, with whom his name has been linked, to leave her husband, promlalng to marry her when the husband Rets a divorce. She Insists on the divorce first. Tempest departs for Craven. He burns laidy Ormond’s pic ture after farcins « reluctant opinion of that lady from l.ucy The latter consents to continue the wrltlnß. Tempest burns the letters and photosraphs of l.ady Or mond. He takes Rreat pleasure In l.ucy S presence as their work progresses. CHAPTER V.—Continued. At Mrs. RamsdlU s during the lons afternoon hours she tried to set her mind In order, to ask herself what she was doing, and towards what end she went. There was no one In the world to whom she was responsible; un fortunately free, her life was her own. But this was no reason why she should create for herself especial un happiness or danger! Her idea of writing a sketch of Mr. Tempest ap peared the acme of folly! She would sink down on her bed In a state of nervous excitement, overstrained by the morning’s effort and bewildered at her Indifference to everything that was not Craven. But the character of her reflections left her no time to dwell on the practical face of the case or to tremble for an uncertain future. Tempest, live and absorbing, filled her thoughts. She had no need to control her attitude In her attic room and would throw herself on her bed, her dark head hidden In her arms, and thus relive the day until her feelings terrified her. and close to unhappiness she would rise, wander up and down, look out of the low window In the eaves to search the road to Craven. How long It seemed: and how It stretched away into her life as she looked, leading to an end she could not divine. She usually ended by vigorously composing her mind and forcing her self to see that the folly of her in terest was no Indication for ultimate happiness. Her heart contracted at the reasonable thought that she was probably not at all In the mind of Mr. Tempest except as an unknown American, a woman of different taste and race —nothing more than an agreeable machine, an Impersonal aid that ministered to some caprice of his. and which he had not hesitated to employ. This frank view hurt and harmed her. and before It could cure her—had it been able to do so—lts falseness shook her control anew. Shs had at first known him for a frown ing. threatening, discourteous gentle man. He now gave himseir pains to charm her, or, rather, let himself charm her as he could, and certainly he bewitched and frightened her. To her live Imagination he seemed to call her across the miles that lay be tween them. As she took her leave of him his look claimed that she should return, and although he never said anything to bring her, even was forbidding in his good-bys, Lucy Carew fancied she could at night hear him calling her across the dark. And It gave her troubled dreams. Tempest each day after Miss Carew left, lunched In lonely splendor, smoked and meditated, rode or walked as If he had a goal to make before nightfall. He turned from the Ford and chose the most out-of-the-way routes, for fear ho might come upon Lucy Carew in some one of her lone ly wanderings! She took them, he knew, but she could not have fol lowed his Mad Anthony tramps. One day before she began to write he said: "I want you to lunch here to-day and go over to Penthuen with me. 1 can't write any more until I've been to the castle. It's an aesthetic tonic I take every now and then, and I know thla weather—lt’s changing; this Is the last fine day we'll have for ages. Let’s squander it together. Why do you hesitate?" he asked, sharply. “I want you to go.” The day was clear and mild; along the hedges the holly reddened and the warm dampness of the air bespoke rain. The windows of the brougham motor were open, and the golden air swam in upon them soft and sweet. Miss Carew's dress was red. her coat tight-fitting buttoned up to her chin, and a toque of cloth from un der whose furry edges the bright line of her hair ran like copper. She glowed In her corner of the car. The day's brilliance seemed held In her as In a fulcrum. Penthuen stands In a park of oaks through whose bare branches the gray and red of the towers burned aud shone. "It's Elizabethan,'* Tempest said. They passed through the gates into a broad court between two porters’ lodges and rolled slowly along the av enue. "It’s not so beautiful as Craven.” "Ah!” Tempest looked delighted. "Do you really think that? I wouldn't have you feel otherwise, but I*m afraid you're only kind. Penthuen Is more historic. On dit that Elizabeth had It built for an obscure favorite of hers. She made merry here as ever she made; poor, vacillating worn an, she was one of love's cowards. There’s no one here to-day.” He held out his hand to help her from the car. "We have Penthuen to ourselves and with the Past.” The castle was a museum. Its treas ures famous in two continents. At the door they dispensed with the old servant who acted as guide and who knew Mr. Tempest to have the privilege of the house. Miss Carew passed through the castle by his side, from room to room, an enchanted pilgrim down the av enues of history, from picture to pic ture, from knight templar to the Span ish Armada. Every now and then Tempest would turn from the object he was discussing to look at her, but after the first time, when she caught his eyes In all their brilliance and pas sion, she did not meet them again. At the end of the great gallery where the stained windows let in floods of yellow and crimson light he opened the doors and led her out on to a balcony running the round of the towers. “Let me show you shire as no where else you will be able to see it.” She leant with him over the railing and silently enjoyed, and at length he said to her in a tone whose vibrant feeling made her shake as If he had struck the atone on which she leaned and It had trembled: "Why do you keep your eyes from me?” His question and tone were so un expected that she could not for the soul of her speak—nor move. Bhe leaned as she was. her face from him. After a second, in which she could hear her heart beat, he said quietly: "You are right to do so. Never look at me —or my like—again.” There was such depth of melan choly and despair In his voice that she Involuntarily lifted her head —to see that he had started sharply and was looking through the open door behind him Into the picture hall; then he gave an exclamation and she saw him flush and start; he turned and took her by the arm, thrusting her a little around the balcony's curve out of sight of the window. "Stand there,” he commanded; "don't move till I come for you.” He had averted his face from her, and bowed and lifted his hat and stepped half way out of the balcony back Into the rooom. "Basil! What a fortunate en counter.” "How do you do?” Tempest said, coolly. “Where are the rest of your party?” “The rest of my party Is one Frenchman!—we have driven over from Galeswater, where we are at a dismal house party. I have left the viscount at the porter'a lodge, for when I heard that Mr. Tempest was doing the castle I decided I would rather see you than the treasure with my gentleman. So I told him that, par grand malheur, the castle was refused to-day—that Lady Penthuen was ill. and I should run In and try to see her.” "How well you lie.” “I hare often lied well for you," she said, gravely. “Let me come out and see the sunset,'' and she pushed past him. Tempest made no effort to re tain her. Lady Ormond leaned as Miss Carew had done on the balcony rail, but she looked at Tempest fear lessly and not at the sunset. ‘‘Basil. I have scarcely eaten or slept since I saw you.” "You are foolish." he said coldly, “but perhaps you are In love." "Oh, you will say what you please! and I can't blame you. But you are cruel. How well you look, how hand some, and hoar austere.” She put her hand on his arm. "I don't believe one word of what you wrote to me." "Hush," ho said, furiously. “I for bid you to speak of It.” Lady Ormond said gently: "For give me—only don't blame me too hardly.” “I don't blame you.” Leaning as she did towards him. her hands on hla arm. she failed to draw from his face animation or In terest—nothing save cold regard. Im patient and annoyed. "You are not glad to see me?” "No. I*ady Ormond." "Ah.” she cried sharply, “you are never polite. Why do I tempt your rudeness! It was a trap you set for me. Tempest, you tried me—l believe It now.” "I-ady Ormond." he said, "you must go to your guest. He will be Impa tient." Her eyes filled with angry tears. "Come," he said more kindly, "scenes are unlike you. What does all this avail?** "Nothing,” she said, "If you have ceased to care for me. You don't be lieve In me. Basil?" He shrugged. "There is no question of belief or disbelief. I had your an swer—lt was a naturul one. I would not have had you make any other.” "Not If you loved me?** "If I loved you. I would pray Heaven for you to do as you did.'* “I understand," she said, narrowly reading him. "There Is another woman I was a fool not to see It be fore." He smiled, and It angered her beyond her control. “I see It all— all." she reiterated In a voice strained between tears and anger. "You put before me an alternative no woinnn could accept—you wished to be free of me. Basil, you have played a wretched game.” He bowed. “You will think what you like. The principal thing Is, you are free.” He had led her from the fatal bal cony Into the long hall, where he breathed more easily, now they were out of hearing. He could be temper ate now. he said, "why do you do yourself such Injustice? You make yourself n termagant. You're really only a nice woman; you know.” She said nothing. She had lost him and must accept it. but It angered her beyond her grief. She looked at him fixedly. "What Is her name?” He hesitated, and then, the Idea pleasing him. he smiled and said: "It Is what a man in tny nr -d would choose It should be—a name. You can follow It out for yourself— it means 'light.* ” She studied hint. "If what you told me Is true —" but his expression stopped the words on her lips. She bade him good-by without giving him her hand and hastily left the gallery. Tempest did not retrace his steps quickly, but went back as slowly as he could, at loss what to say or do— irritated, discomfited, and somewhat amused. As he stepped out on the balcony and made the turn, expecting to see the flash of the red dress and to encounter with his own Miss Carew’s embarrassment, he started — she was gone! Tempest actually looked over the parapet before he saw that there was an open window leading to another apartment, and he went hastily Into a library which he found that he knew of old. In a high-backed chair in the deep ensconse of a window Miss Carew sat reading. The full glory of the sunset wrapped her. Her face was perfectly colorless, but this he did not see. for the light reddened it. Her hands were trembling, but this ’ he did not see. for they were beneath the book she held. She appeared to , sit there In peace and to lift to him a i serene, untroubled face. He could have fallen at her feet. (TO BE CONTINUED.) New Uses of Cement. European engineers are said to be very appreciative of the value of ce ment grouting for repairing defective masonry, lining wells and for making tunnel roofs water tight. In Germany a well polluted by infiltrations waa put Into satisfactory condition by lowering Into It a sheetiron drum, filling the space between the drum and the walls of the well with Port land cement and withdrawing the drum after the cement had set. The damaged masonry of a tunnel was re paired by Injecting liquid cement utt der pressure. Air at a pressure ol seventy-eight pounds per square inch sufficed to force the cement Into place —Youth’s Companion. FOR HAPPY HOMES A LITTLE ADVICE TO MOTHER AND THE GIRLS. Prudence Standiah Points Out Some Shortcomings Common to Her Sex —Proper Treatment of Father and the Boys. A man who felt I had rapped his sex rather sharply on one occasion, said recently: "Your talk for father and the boys was all right, but why not a little eti quette for mother and the girls? I go Into homes —’* and then ensued a chapter of the minor sin 3 of my sex which caused me to truly think. I remembered the homos I myself visit —my own short-comings, the doings of every female In my family. “Moth er and the girls" must be talked to— told how they must treat father, and the boys In order to be popular at home and abroad. I must carefully ex amine the motes in all the eyes I know —my own Included—and tell my women readers the little reasons for many great cases of domestic Infe licity. C. D. Gibson has caricatured the American mother and daughter, drawn a truly pitiful pattern of the American papa. He la a tiny, worried, sad old man, burdened with the enormous re sponsibility of an extravagant family. The wife and daughters, are Junos and Venusea, always dressed In the latest style, who may care for poor popper, but who certainly don't seem j to. This overworked, unhappy, home belittled father has his prototype In many classes. Something of the moth er may be found in every third wife, and the qualities of the daughters are found everywhere, in the girl of me dium means. In the bank clerk's daughter, the day laborer’s. Extrava gance, the madness to spend beyond pne’s means, is the American disease of the moment; the daughter of the emigrant even grows up to despise the ways of her father. We are a swift and Imperious race—the least little money and power, and we think ourselves IT. Wo fancy we haven’t time for the old-fashioned, worrying folk who gave us the start, whose hearts are often broken and whose means, big or little, as frequently ruined by our follies. Mothers must have money to keep up with the pass ing show, daughters' fine raiment and amusement, whether school keeps or not. for bread-winning popper. And the more money they spend the more illogical they are concerning the eligi bility of the young man who shall marry Into the family. And here I come to the greatest danger that threatens both mother and the girls. Now, If you want to Two Smart Costumes Cloth Costume. Tobacco brown serge looks very well made up like our model, which has the skirt cut walking length, and trimmed by a box plait down the fronL The coat rath er suggests a Russian in style; it has i panel taken down back and front, and braided at the edges, with buttons sewn or In groups of threes, these also trim the sleeve. Hat of soft felt, trimmed with ostrich 'eathers. Materials required: Seven yards 52 Inches wide, three and one-half lozen buttons, one dozen yards braid. STRAIGHT LINES GOING OUT Graceful Curves Are Now Arranged by the Latest Designers of Fashions. The keenly observant will take note if the subtle way In which the paln ully straight lines of last season lave changed Into graceful curves. The new coats are far removed f om the cut that predominated In the fuitumn and early winter models, (urved seams are being introduced, rnd variations of the lapels, fasten -1 igs and lower lines are very notice able. Flounces and plaltings have In vided the realm of afternoon and evening costumes, while a decided ful ress at the waist Is evident. The masculine coat sleeve is giving pace to the slightly full shape of the oming jacket, and capes are actually promised for the attainment of the rmnded effect. It Is probable that tie heroic attempts of femininity to leep down the avoirdupois may be slowed to lapse, although it la hardly mcessary to add that the apprecla know what sort of stuff there Is In o man you must set a man to watch him. Wise as they are. women don't know all the Ins and outs of mascu line nature. One hour with Bob. the big brother, or half that time with popper, the hard-worked, would pul th« prospective wooer In the right place. They skate over all the frills of manner the young man shows tc the ladles; they toss him In a blanket, so to speak, and see how he falls They crack open his head and look In side, and tap hts heart (also so to speak) with a stethoscope. But this nice sense of moral discrim ination must sometimes be a matter of training for the father and broth ers. If the men folks In the family hear of unlofty ideals, how can they encourage lofty ones? It is up to mother and the girls, then, to show the pattern of the man who is want ed in the family by only raising and welcoming decent and worthy men. There should be no drawing-room chairs for the blackguard, however vast his fortune. The man who has gotten his money too easily, In some way at which the world looks askance, should not be encouraged as a visitor, lest the day come when, as son-in-law and husband, he turn his hand to a deal that may land him in Jail. The gay man, who is essentially a social ornament and Indifferent to the finer feelings of woman should also be tabooed; If he has broken one girl heart, he is pretty likely to break his wife's in time. And as to mere talk of making a “good marriage," It is stupid In the extreme. The good marriage is the one which unites two persons suited to one another, which bids fair to be conducted on the ba sis of peace, entire trust and eternal good sense. So much for the matter of Lucy’s or Jane's husband, no matter to what class, so-called, they belong. Mothers and daughters In any sphere must set a high standard of moral excellence for all men, and while they are doing this they will be improving the home condition, whatever It is. And now a word concerning the ob ligation that every mother and daugh ter owes to her home. Try, I beg of you, to make It sweet nnd dear to your men folks, for this is the only way to hold husbands and brothers. Don’t always think of gallivanting, but strive every night to be so much to the men of your family that they will never think of going outside for entertain ment. Make a pretty toilet for dinner, and greet the toller, husband or broth er. with smiles. Muke them think al ways that they are good and great, and if they are not, I assure you they will try to be this, and more, too. The best husband and brothers you could ever know, at any rate, they are bound to be. Home Dress.—For practical home wear, no style could be more useful than this, in either firm cloth or cash mere. The skirt Is made with a very deep yoke, to which the lower part Is slightly fulled, a wavy design in braid ing forming the trimming. Tucks are made on the shoulders of bodice, while the front, back and over-sleeves are braided, crepe-de-chlno forming the under-sleeves and yoke. Materials required: Seven yards 48 Inches wide, two dozen yards braid, three-fourths yard crepe-de-chlne. tlon for curved lines is not likely to be manlfsted with any startling cel erlty. It is true that there Is a swinging of the pendulum in the opposite direc tion. Womankind must accept the verdict against the straight line and adapt Just enough of the curves tc approximate the golden mean. Surplice Waist Models. Among the new waist models is a pretty one in surplice effect. It Is made over a fitted lining cut In round yoke depth. This is fitted with tucked chiffon supporting a plastron of lace silk or any preferred contrasting fabric. The material was laid on crossing in back and front. It closes invisibly under the left arm. The lining closes down center back. If correctly draped no belt is necessary. The sleeves are draped over fitted lining and finished with lace cuffs. This is an excellent model for theater or informal evening wear. The Fortunate Ones. ino r onunnc unci. Heaven gives Its favorites early death.—Byron. DENVER MARKETS Cattle. 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Ewes 6.7507.50 Wethers 7.2508.00 Yearlings 8.0008.40 Lambs 8.50 0 9.00 Feeder lambs, f. p. r 7.7508.50 Feeder yearlings, f. p. r 7.0007.75 Feeder wethe.'s, f. p. r 6.0006.50 Feeder ewes, f. p. r 5.75® 6.25 Graift. Wheat, choice milling, per 100 lbs., $1.72. Rye, Colorado, bulk, per 100 lbs., $1.05. Colorado oats, sacked, $1.70; Idaho oats, sacked, $1.75; Ne braska oats, sacked, $1.65; corn in sacks, $1.24; corn chop, sacked, $1.25; bran, Colo., per 100 lbs., $1.10. Hay. Upland, per ton, $12.00013.00; sec ond bottom, $10.00® 11.00; timothy, $14.00015.00; alfalfa. $10.00011.00; straw, $4.5005.50; South Park wire grass, $15.00016.00. Dressed Poultry. Turkeys, fancy dry picked .25 (ft 26 Turkeys, choice 21 ©23 Turkeys, medium 20 Turkeys, culls 08 Hens, fancy 17 018 Hens, medium 14 Broilers 25 ©26 Ducks 16 018 Geese 16 Springs 20 021 Roosters 08 ©09 Live Poultry. Hens 16 Roosters 09 Ducks 16 ©18 Geese 14 ©15 Turkeys, lb 22 Broilers, lb 25 Springs 20 Spring slugs 14 Butter. Elgin 32 Creameries, ex. Colo., lb...33 di 34 Creameries, ex. East., lb...33 ©34 Creameries, 2d grade, lb...26 ©27 Process and renovated 26 ©27 Packing stock 20% Eggs. Egga. case count 5.85 New Mexico Central Meeting. Albuquerque.— A brief meeting of the board of directors of the New Mex ico Central Railroad was held here Thursday in the offices of the New Mexico Fuel Company. The principal business of the meeting was the trans fer of certain mortgages of the com pany from the Pittsburg Trust Com pany to the South Side Trust Com pany of Pittsburg, the former trust company having acted as trustees In the bond issue of the old Santa Fc Central. Other routine business was ! transacted. While no statement was I given out officially, members of the i board stated that the outlook for the pending deal for the sale of the New , .Mexico Central properties, is very fa- j vorable and a definite result Is expect- : ed within the very near future. Charles J. I«antry, through whom the nego- ■ tiations are being made, is now’ In Mexico and on his return progress is expected to be made at once on th<* pending negotiations. County Commissioners Enjoined. Santa Fe.—Judge John R. McFle, up on petition of Attorney Thomas B. Catron has issued a temporary order of injunction against the board of county commissioners of Lincoln coun ty, restraining it from proceeding with the construction of a court house and Jail at Carrlzozo. The order was granted upon petition of the citizens of Uncoln, the former county seat. Pentecostal Church Incorporated. Santa Fe. —In the office of Terrltor ial Secretary Nathan Jaffa incorpora tion papers were filed Thursday by the Artesla Pentecostatl Church of the Nazarene of Artesla, Eddy county. Member Board of Embalmers. East las Vegas. —Governor MUD has appointed Thomas A. Johnson of thlß city a member of the board of em balmers, vice J. C. McArthur. Suspect Arrested. 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Resolutions were passed for the formutlon of a Central Hindu asso ciation. which should have for Us ob jects the raising of the depressed classes and their rcadmlsslon Into Hinduism after being converts to for eign faiths. As to the means to be adopted for realizing these objects, the following suggestions were made: (a) Starting schools, clubs and asso ciations; (b) establishing preaching missions; (c) publishing papers, periodicals, magazines and leaflets; <d > adopting such other means as may be conducive to the above objects. Goaded. Saving became a passion with the man and the woman. No privation was too great. If r.o be by It they might add to their accumulations. And they labored Jointly. The wom an’s sacrifice was In every respect equal to that of the man. 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