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In a spirit e( fun Mayor Bright, a
summer vteltor. la chased through the
wooes by ten laughing girls, one of whom
e catches and kisses. Ths girls form
themselves lnt a rourt and sentence him
t do tha bidding of on of their number
each day for tan days. A legislative
treasure opposing woman suffrage, which
snipped from the mayor's pocket, la utad
la compel lilra to obey the mandate of
the (trie. Ilia first day of aervlee la with
May Andrews, who takee him fishing.
They are threatened by the aherlfT with
arrest. Mtaa Vtnlng aeca what she con
eldera a clandestine meeting between one
f the flrla and the mayor. The next
say ha goes driving with Mabel Arncy.
Tttey meet with an accident, are arretted
and locked up, but escape. The mayor
return to the hotel, finds the sheriff
waiting for him, and takes refuse In the
room of I less Winters. Me plana to set
roaaemlon of the Incriminating bill. With
larrlet Brook the mayor goea to Inves
tlerate an Indian mound They are caught
In a thunder storm. Returning late, he
has rather a stormy Interview with
Judge" Vlnlng. who seeks to And out
who returned to tha hotel with him.
Thursday was Mayor Bedlght'a day of
sttendance upon Margaret Farnaworth.
Bhe doooys him Into a cabin In the
woods, and he la made a prisoner br the
gao.e warden. He Is later released by
una nf tha girls. He turns the tables on
the gsme warden and make that gentle
man and his party prisoners. Aftur break
fast he goes oa the lake wttlt Molly Me
Counefl. CHAPTER X Continued.
"Your dlplonjacy la admirable," ha
oougratalated, igsslng her the coffee
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launch over, Bedlght packed the
cooking outfit and replaced it In the
boat The sky was smoky In the weft,
smoky with beat that generated a
atrange reatleasneaa among, the quiv
ering trees, while the air was sur
charged with a portentous quietude
that presaged a clash of elemental
fury. A black cloud stood upon the
rim of the lake and caused a look of
concera in Bedtght'a eyes. A glance
In Miss McConnell's direction showed
tbe girl absorbed In her work. The
mayor picked up a magMine and
- stretched himself upon the sward be
neath a huge yellow birch. He waa
attracted from hts story a half hour
later by a shadow acroas the sun.
Hurriedly springing to his feet, he
canned the sky. A mass of black with
livid green patches and scurrying fore
runner of white froth lay like a
monstrous curtain across the west,
rh rough which shot velna of gold like
roots of mammoth trees. A deep rum
ble, bass in its intonation, rolled
serosa the aky, warning the creatures
of the earth 'that soon tbetr master
would be abroad In the land to wreck
and destroy.
The woman, too, aware of the dan
ger, sat gazing apprehensively at the
disturbed sky.
' "Ob. Mr. Bedlght." she cried, with
the veriest trifle of anxiety in her
voice, "we must be going. The sky
looks like a storm."
The mayor came over to Miss Mc
Oonnell and, standing beside her,
gazed analytically into the west
"1 think we will be safer here," he
advised, quietly. "The - storm will
break before re can reach the Inn."
"But we cannot stay in this ruined
hut. It leaks and the doors are gone,"
objected Miss McConnell. "Come on,
let's be off."
The man hesitated.
"Doat you think it wiser to remain
here until the storm is overt We are
a long ways from Squirrel Inn." coun
seled the mayor.
'nut the wind will kick up the lakes
until we can't get across for hours,"
cried the woman nervously,
"Sometimes," said Bedlght. looking
squarely at her. "a man Is not as
dangerous after dark as a wind'
storm by day."
"Nonsense!" exclaimed Miss McCon
nell. "Where's your sporting blood.
Let's make a try for It."
The mayor turned and walked down
to lbs boat The girl followed and got
aboard. He rolled up the sleeves of
bl light shirt and took the oars. As
he did ae, a drop of rain fell into the
,-Heally, MUs McConnell," be pre
tea tod. "this Is unwise. Yoe will not
only get a good wetting bat there) Is
grave danger of-"
"I am neither sugar nor a coward."
she said curtly. "Oo ahead."
Bedlght fell to his oars but his In-
paction of the sky over the girl's
head as she fsced him was far from
reassuring. The clouds bad taken
more definite form and la their center,
occupying the front of tb great stage
of the sky. clung a balloon like mass
of twisting matter. Bedlght looked
at the girl apprehensively, as she sat
m the stern of the boat, taking the
splashing drops of tia like a Spar-
-suae Mcuonneu, we are going tei
lave a bad storm presently. Don't you
thtak It would be better to go pack
lcok at the sky behind you."
Bbe cursed ker bead. Aa exclataa-
Mon of surprise broke from her lip.
Tf you think best. Mr. Bedlght I
am afraid 1 have beea foolhardybet
rm stlU satisfied to go oa If you are,
proudly.
A teriifle clap of thunder directly
overhead, coupled with a roar In the
west eauned Bedlght to hesitate. In
stead of turning the boat, he beaded
for the shore. Behind them the storm
was rushing with ten league wings
and the waves leaped into aa action
that set the boat tossing like a speck
upon a boiling pot. The day became
as dark aa night, save for the light
ning flashes.
In a moment the storm broke. Amid
the crash of rending trees, the de
moniacal shrleklngs of the wind, the
terror of the lightning, the boat sped
onward along the shore, one oar gone,
the other useless In such a sea.
In the main channel no craft could
bare lived, but along tbo shore down
which the two raced before the wind,
the shell flew on the wings of the
tempest.
White but brave, frightened but In
full control of her nerves, the girl
clung to the boat. Straight toward
the narrow neck of Goose lake, the
rraft bore like a wind-whipped ice
boat under a gale.
The mayor gritted his teeth. Once
outside the smaller lake the course of
the craft would be directly across the
larger body of water.
He studied the girl opposite. Did
she realise the danger?
"Mr. Bedlght," she spoke regretfully,
with an effort at bravery. "I If we
go through Into Sylvan lake I I'm
sorry I didn't take your advice. It
won't help much now to know that
I've repented of my decision but I"
The mayor Interrupted, shouting
against the wind:
"I think well avoid It. and surely
this must pass quickly."
Her answer was lost In the musketry
and deluge that followed. The boat,
half filled with water. lurched perilous
ly, rolled like a cedar log and turned
turtle!
Bedlght felt himself carried forward
with terrible speed and deposited
upon the shore. He shook the water
from hla eyes. Beside him on the sand
lay the girl, and a rod down the shore
the boat hung upon the shingle.
She opened her eyes to the sound
of hts voice snd the pressure of his
hand upon her heart Coughing, she
sat up on the beach and rubbed the
sand from her face and hands. Her
clothes hung closely upon her, show
ing the outlines of her body. The
rain still fell In torrents and ran down
their necks in tiny rivulets.
"Oh!" she gasped, when her senses
marshaled themselves from the be
wilderment, "I've lost my sketch!"
The mayor laughed. '
"If you had been a trifle less fortu
nate, you might not be worrying about
that now although I'm willing to ad
mit you'd make a swell mermaid."
. The ittornt was ragtag off In th
east, the wind where they stood had
ceased cracking its lungs, but a heavy
sea was running on the - lake and
both oars were gone. Bedlght looked
about for shelter. Mounting the
shore's bluff, he saw, off to the north,
a hut still standing, evidently some
fisherman's shanty. He beckoned the
girl, who came up laughing.
"If I look as funny as you do with
your clothea all sticking to you, the
little birds will be in paroxysms to
morrow!" laughed the bedraggled
woman, saucily, gaxlng brdkenly at
the man.
"Well." replied Bedlght returning
the stare, "your hslr Is down, your
shirtwaist Is out at the back, your
skirt Is showing your limbs and your
shoes squash when you walk. Other
wise you are dressed for one of Mine
Host's summer feeds or evening bops
that la. dress appropriate for Squir
rel Inn when there are no men to en
snare and all dancing parties are
feminine."
"You're horrid!" she scowled.
"What are we going to dot'
"There's a hut over there. If there's
"Your Diplomacy la Admirable."
any part of It that will burn, we wl'l
preserve the remainder and use it as
a Garden of Eden supplied by a Mm!
providence."
The woman hesitated. The Qarden
of Eden aluff in the morning was not
then so pregnant with possibilltiea
Bedlght set off ahead, apparently
oblivious to her doubt
Miss McConnell's face clouded.
What else was there to do? They
were oa the opposite aide of the tur
bulent lake from the ion. with aa oar
less, shattered, bvjat Tha eouatry
about eas rough and unsheltered?
The night was soon then and the why
to the Inn around Sylvan lake waa tee
far for her to attempt wanting It la
the Bight along tha rough trails and
through the mud-covered roads.
' Bedlght met her at the door.
"Welcome, Eve," be said, teaslng
ly. "Rden lent tuck a bsd place, after
all. There's a stove and some flour
aud aalt here, also matches, a dish
pan, three chairs and a bunk. I'm go
ing to see If the lake baa yielded op
our coffee pot and some coffee."
"I'll go," said Miss McConnell, sober
ly. "You start the Are and put the
kettle on."
8b e went out abstractedly and walk
ed down to the beach. What should
she do? Waa she sure of this man
who seemed a gentleman, or would
she need protection from her pro
tector? If she had been more guard
ed in her bantering conversation of
the morning. If she had not been quite
so natural and unconventional.
She looked up and down the beach
hurriedly as though she would ran
away, a sudden passion for flight
coming over her. But where could
she go? And there were snakes and
bears In the woods! What should she
do?
Bedlght found her sitting upon the
edge of the boat She started as be
drew near and took on a new reserve.
He looked at her understanding!? and
dropped his Joking mood.
"Here Is the coffee," be said, V re
ducing a sodden mass, "but the pot
must have followed the cyclone. Shall
we go back?"
She looked up like a frightened
child with that pleading look we see
In the eyes of a cornered rabbit.
"Come," he said, kindly, "the pot
bolls and you will be needed soon to
pour the coffee."
She arose without a word and fol
lowed him Into the shack.
"And now," he said, "I am going
away for an hour. There la plenty
of wood here. Take off your wet
clothes and dry them. When you have
,aJ - I &SfJ I
Lucille Walters.
finished, call from the door. I will
be on the beach. Do not be afraid.
I will not be out of bearing."
"Thank you." she replied, and
there waa a more cheerful Intonation
In her voice.
Bedlght sat upon a log and watched
the white-cape whip themselves along
the shore. The sky was clear and
the moon came out from Its nest be
hind the wood and glowed like a ball
of crimson ochre. For an hour he sat
thus, when he heard a step upon the
gravel behind him.
"The coffee is ready. Mr. Bedlght
If you are aa hungry as I, we shall
do ample Justice to saleratua biscuits
and coffee."
They sat down by the light of an oil
lamp that contained two Inchea of
kerosene.
"Oh, If Pauline could only see us
now," laughed Miss McConnell or
Mine Host "but It's good, anyhow, If
you're hungry enough!"
"Add to all your other charms." said
Bedlght, lightly, "the quality or being
a good cook!"
The girl's face grew serious again.
Bedlght noted the varying shade t. but
paid no outward heed. The rough
fare and the abominable coffee were
palatable and both felt better after
eating.
They est quietly after the meal, the
oil burning lower and lower In the
lamp. Outside a wolf barked and In
the margin of the wood a night bird
flew by with a raucous cry.
"And now," said the mayor. Jovially,
"It is the curfew hour In Eden. The
last one In bed won't hsve to blow
out the light for It is going out of Its
own accord."
He arose snd, taking off bis coat
rolled it Into a pillow.
"Lie down here and ret a while."
he said, gently.
"Please, Mr. Bedlght." replied the
girl, her face flushed" and her eyes
turned away.
The mayor arose and stood befon
her.
"Miss McConnell," he spoke quietly
reassuringly, "I had a mother once.
She was sweet and pure and an!
she died." The mayor's voice brokt
for the moment. "8he she taught
me to respect womauhood. She taught
me to be open and simple snd sincere
The situation In which we find our
selves Is trying only as we make It so.
Let us lie sensible and direct. There
la the lunk. Lie down snd sleep. It
you can. I shall stretch out upon the
floor and try It myself. You Bret'
bsvs no fear that"
"Forgive me," she cried, laying bei
bands upon bis. "I have no fear
nothing but explicit trust and con 8
denre!"
"Whlrh Is the time, usually," at
said, with the old riag in his voire
"tbst the apple gala blllen!"
MOMOONAL
SlINMrSOIOOL
Lessor'
(By . O. BTXF.rJS. Director of Rts.
nlng Iwpartment The Moody Bible la
st Itute of Chicago.)
LESSON FOR MARCH 2
GOD'S COVENANT WITH ABRAM
LESSON TIT-XT-On. 11-t-lg.
OOl.DICN TKXT "He Is faithful that
premised. "-Heb. NJL
Until within recent years It was fre
quently asserted that Abram's battle,
as recorded In Gen. 14, "bsd not one
whit of proof yet the archaeologists
have not only reconciled the apparent
discrepancies but have proven beyond
a question the accuracy of the rec
ord. Abram's victory over the four
confederate kings Is a story rich with
typical suggestions.
T. "Xftee Thees Thlnpe." rv. 1-T.
God'i word (v. 1) came to Abram not
only as a counsel but for assurance
aa well. So. too, our assurance Is hi"
word, I John S:1S. In the midst ol
the uncertainty and the strife, for we
must remember Abram never pos
sessed the land, Ood appeared to him
in a vision and said. "Fear not." See
lea, 41:10. There In the midst of
foesfjas. 1:23) Ood promised to be
to Abram a shield and an exceeding
great reward. A "shield" for there Is
to the Christian lire a militant side,
Epn. 6:13, 14. I Tim. 6:li. A "re
wsrd" which was far more rich than
any given by man. See 14:21. Prov.
10:12.
Abram Was Human.
But Abram was, after all. human,
and we read In verse 2 Ms question
about descendants, he being as yet
childless. Even so. however. Abrara
waa willing to connt the child of his
steward as fulfilling the promise of
Ood. Not so with God for the prom
ise (12:3) waa to Include Sarah also.
God very clearly makes this plain in
verse 4. the heir was to be Abram's
Indeed and not the child of another.
But not only Is Abram to have an
heir but the land In which he wss so
journing as a pilgrim was to be his
and his seed to be as the stars for
multitude.
"And be believed." The great test
to this faith came later. Heb. 11:19,
but here In this first distinct scrip
tural history of faith we And set forth
those principles that have governed
through all time. (1) The acceptance
of the word Of God, e. g, to have our
trust built upon or supported by the
word of Jehovah, see Iaa. "0:21; (2)
to b.ct upon that faith to that our
free In lire manifests the belief of
') heart
I (God's covenant. 11:1-4. is confirmed
A seven ways, 1. Posterity, (a) nat
ural, "earth," (b) spiritual, "heaven."
(c also through Ishmael, Gen. 17:18
20: t. Blessing, both temporal and
spiritual; 3, great name; 4. Be a bless
ing. Gat. 3:13. 14; 6. "I will bleaa
them that bless thee;' , "and curse
them that curse thee: T. the familieg
of the earth blessed through Abram,
a. g, through Christ Gal. 3:16.
"And he believed In the Lord" (v.
6). Abram-built upon the naked word
of God, he simply looked at that and
that alone, Rom. 4:20. R. V. All God
asks of ns Is for us to take him at his
word. So It is that as we take his
word about Jesus, he reckons that
faith to us as righteousness: no mat
ter how unrighteous we may have
been, see Rom. 4:3-6; Gal. 3:6 7. The
one think that God demands Is thst
we believe him and bis word.
n. "Whereby Shell I Know." vv.
It. The weakness of human faith In
dicated by Abram's question ( v ft) Is
answered by God giving to him direc
tions for the preparation of a sacri
fice. Abram did not 'really doubt
God's word (v. 6), hut he did desire a
confirming sign. Many today are
looking for assuring signs from God
when his bare word should be enough.
Asking for signs Is not always safe.
Luke 1:13-20. but as In Abram's case
God does give us a pledge a sign of
our Inheritance. z Cor. 1:SS. Eph. 1:14.
God gave Abram. after he had explic
itly followed hts directions, a sym
bolic vision of himself. Someone has
suggested that the vile birds or prey
(v. 11) are symbolle of Satan, and
Abram, driving tbem away, a symbol
of one victory over evil, Jss. 4:7.
God Is always nearer to man and best
reveals himself when , we are In the
midst of sacrifice. God tells Abram
of those days of servitude on the part
of bis descendants while they are to
be In Egypt, of God's Judgment to be
brought upon that land and o 'heir
ultimate deliverance.
Symbols of God.
Every detail of these predictions
and promises wsa fulfilled la verse
IB there la presented the great
thought of the need of preparation In
vouth for tha future days of "good
eld age" also In this verse a sugges
tion of the life beyond the grave.
The smoking furnace and the flam
ing torch were symbols of God him
self. Four centuries of opportunity
were to be allowed the powerful Amo
rites who now possessed the land b
fore the land came Into bona tide pos
session In accordance with the prom
ise, for God's Judgment wss condition
sd upon the "measure of their Iniquity
being full." Ia the niMst of this hor
ror of darkness rains ?od's final as
surance to Abram In the symbolle
."flaming torch" which passed be
tween the pleeea of the slain animals
typical of the two parties to the co
tract,
REVEALS HIS GLORY
PACK OF JISUS CHRIST SPEAKS
DIRECTLY TO THE HEART OF
MAN IN ALL SITUATIONS.
IT Is said that one day aa the poet
Tennyson with a friend stopped
to look at some pictures In a win
dow on the Strand, the friend,
knowing Tennyson's admiration for
Dante, asked him what there was In
Dante's face that was lacking In
Goethe's. The answer wss Instan
taneous: "The divine."
So the face of Jesus Christ speaks
directly to the heart of man every
whereto Pilate at the trial, moved
and awed by the wondrous personality
before him. to the poet, to the artist, to
the toller, to the very heathen bound In
caste and pantheism and depravity,
till, catching the light from the face of
Joaus, he Is constrained, as he seeks
to defend Hinduism, to spesk in rever
ence and awe of "that great Christ."
How wonderful Is sunlight, the
glory of the natural world. Niagara
has not beauty In the dark, but the
sun makes Its Iridescent beauty the
praise of all beholders.
How splendid Is the light of intel
lect. How like the sun shiues a
Shakespeare, a Goethe, a Plato.
But matchless in glory and perfect
In beauty is the light or love beaming
In a mother's race, gleaming from a
martyr's eye, shining from the ever
radiant face of Jesus Christ.
Eternal Lovellght.
God pours his lovellght upon the
world from the face of Jesus Christ.
He. the man Christ Jesus, is the me
diator, the conductor of the lovellght
from the heart of the Eternal to this
poor dark world. The heart of mankind,
lost and fearful aa the babes in the
wood, trembling and shuddering in the
cold and dark. Is ever praying with
Newman: "Lead, kindly Light, amid
the encircling gloom," and God is
ever answering through the face of
Jesus Christ, the Light of the world.
No man could endure to see God di
rectly, any more than one could gaze
at the blazing stiu without eyelids. God
muHt be revealed, therefore, through
a medium. "There shall no man look
upon my face and live." The universe
reveals him indeed, but it veils biro,
too. In Jesus Christ God reveals his
glory tempered to our human race.
Man's heart hungers for something in
GoM akin to Itself, something of
onr own weakness, something ap
proachable and endurable.
The world Is not satisfied with less
than God; II must have the best. As
Auguatine cried: "Thou hast made us
for thyself, and our heart Is restless
till It rest In thee." Cold intellec
tualism, or mammonism with its ease
and luxury, can only go so far. ' So
the anclen. world found at the pin
nacle of its splendor and Ita wanton
ness. Men must find God ere their hearts
have peace. And we find him In the
face or Jesus Christ, with his great
warm pity and undying lore. A love
that Indeed Illumines .the Intellect and
throughout Christendom shines deeper
than the brain. "God hath shlned in
our hearts." True religion reachea
the affections. It Is the holy flame
upon the altar of the heart that lights
the bruin of Christendom.
Glory of God Everywhere.
See the glory of God In the baby
race In Bethlehem's manger, w ith the
magi and the shepherds bending near;
more glory than in all the purple and
gold and the tread of armies and the
fanfare or pride at an Imperial coro
nation. It waa the glory of lowliness
which ia the uttermost glory of God
himself. So the angels, familiar with
the humbleness of the great God al
mighty, saw his Image and the bright
ness of his glory In Bethlehem, and a
multitude or the armies ot heaven
came to celebrate it In the ears of the
lowly, while the proud snd the rich
were deaf to the resounding heavens.
In nature are revealed the eternal
power and divinity of the Godhead, but
love is concealed or but dimly sem.
The God or nature roars in the peal
ing of the thunder and the howling of
the storm snd the rsglng of the sea.
He smiles in the lightning's flash, and
shrivels the verdure of earth with the
flaming sun or the scorching wind.
Men tear and dread this awful Ood.
The heathen stand In awe ot him and
seek to sppease him. It Is only in the
gospel. In the face or Jeaus Christ
that we learn that "Love rldea upon
the stormy sky not wrath nor chance
nor destiny and death must yield to
love."
Our Dally Life.
Our dally companionship with
Christ should be the saving power or
all our living. If we begin the day in
prayer with him It will strengthen us
tor the day's tasks and templations
and hard places. If we every day con
sult his words of life they will go
with us. swreteujng all the day aud
inck'vg lender and compassionate our
hearts beside setting the tone of all
cur transactions. Above all. true conv
panionahip with him Is to look at all
men and all problems through his
eyes, to tsVe his attitude toward life.
This Is to hsve the mind or Christ.
Christ is manifested to the world not
through sermons, but by the dsily wit
neia In our lives. When Christians
are all Christllks the world may not
sccept him. but It will know him aa
he Is. When ho Is thus shown forth
be may draw all men to himself. a
Infidelity.
Agnosticism Is the passing form ol
the old Infidelity as the race Is swept
up to an Intelligent and abiding pos
session of the eternal things. Rev. P.
A. Slmpkln. Coagregatloaallst. Sail
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