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titintf Chance. . .. By ... ROBERT W. CHAMBERS. Copyright, 1906, by the Curtis Publishing Company. Copyright, 19U6, by Itobert W. Cnambers. (Chapter Five—Continued.) Presently tney spoke of other mat ers—matters Interesting to pretty \vi> en with much to do in the coming inter between New Fork, Hot Springs id Florida—surmises as to dinners, ..rinces pnd the newcomers in the ' »linger sets, and the marriages to be ffraugecj or disarranged, and the scan i ,.ds humanity is heir to. and the atti de of the bishop toward divorce. Then ht last ns the big motor car vung ip a circle ot Wenniston Cross ads m|id poked its brass and lacquer ; uzzle toward Shotover the talk rung back to Siward once more, hav g traveled half the world over to a! hiir. '''He is the sweetest fellow with ids '.other," sighed Grace, "and that PSunts heavily with me. But there's rouble 'ouble ahead for her—sorrow and enough for them both if he is : ■ a * true Siward." "Heredity again!" said Sylvia impa •ntly. "Isn't he man enough to win ;t? I'll bet you he settles down, arries and"— . "Marries? Not he! How many girls you suppose have believed that— 're justified in believing he nieant I lythlrjg by his ^tractive man d nice ays of telling >u how much he ced you? He i id a desperate fair jvith Mrs. ortiu er— inno nt enough, I ' ncy. He's had I dozen within *1 ree years, and |j a week Rena onnesdel has me ^o making ,, es at him, and leen gives him "Did he propose to *; > end of t/ottf" I ancas which he doesn't see. As for larlon Page, the girl has been on the ge Of loving him for years. You igh? But you arq wrong. She is in î ?e v lth him now as much as she j er can be with anybody. Did he 1 opose to you?" * 'Yes—I think so." I 'Then it's the first time for him. He f|ds women only too willing to play tb him, as a rule, aud he doesn't to be definite. I wonder what ant by being so definite with 'I sippose he meant marriage," said lvti serenely, yet there was the ghtVst ring In her voice, and it tusid Mrs. Ferrall to try her a little if ftlicr. fob you think he really intended to nmlt himfelf." 'Why not?" retorted Sylvia, turning 1. "Do you think he found me over Ring, as you say he finds others?" • 'You were probably a uew sensutlon • hfm," inferred Mrs. Ferrall mus I èly. "You mustn't take him seri | ! »ly child—a man with his record. ! sidles, he has the same facility with ■ jiri that he has with everything else ' Ï. tiles; his pen—you know bow fu nnily clever he is, and he can make Jd verse and write witty Jingles, 1 he can carry home with him any II ära and play it decently, too, with I ' * proper harmonies. Anything be Jsj amusing he is clever with—dogs, ! pen, brush, music, women." at was too malicious, for Sylvia had shed up painfully, and Grace Fer : 1 dropped her gloved hand on the i ul of the girl beside her, "Child, II 14," she said, "he is not that sort. » decent man ever is unless the girl '|f: u ' ylvia, sitting up very straight in her 5 jj a, said, "He found me anything : difficult, if that's what you mean." I don't. Please don't be vexed, dear. Jlague everybody when 1 see an mlng. There's really only one thing i t| worries me about it all." 'v What is that?" asked Sylvia, with 11 . Interest f Ir's that you might be tempted to e a little for him, which, being use ; », might be unwise." I am—tempted." , Not seriously." ,1 don't know." She turned in a • 4en nervous impatience foreign to $ "g . "Howard Quarrier U too j>erfoct Jnperfect for me. I'm glud I've said The things he knows about and byl nn't know have been a revelation in |jij i! last week with him. There is too Slg tfh surface, too much exterior ad * 5 ïably fashioned, and inside is all ,* • kwork." R&lpe low whizzing hum of the motor ijd a silence that produced cousld ;.v j. ble effect upon Grace Ferrall, and. ; r mastering her wits, she said in ffBibdued voice: 3jB if course it's my middling." y'; )f course it isn't. 1 asked your jf§| lion. but 1 knew what 1 was going 0. Only I did thin! him personally slble. which made the expediency. mercenary view of it, easier to emplate." ie was becoming as frankly brutal ■ knew how to be, which made revolt the more ominous. ! ylvin dear, I wish I hadn't med 1. I'm meddling some more, I sup when I say to you. Don't give card his conge for the present. It horridly common thlrg to dwell upon, but Howard is too materially Important to be cut adrift on the im pulse of the moment." "T know It." "You are too clever not to. Consider the matter wisely, dispassionately, ln lelligently. dear, then if by ' April yon simply can't stand it, talk the tiling over with me again," she ended rather vaguely and wistfully, for it had been »«er heart's desire to wed Sylvia's beau Jf and Quarrier's fortune. "Do you believe l could induce him to wear ills hair any way except pom padour?" said Sylvia. "And, dear, his beard is so dreadfully silky. Isn't there anything he could take for it?" "Only a razor, I'm afraid. Those tong, thick, soft eyelashes of his are ominous. Eyes of that sort ruiu a man for my taste. He might just as reasonably wear my hat." "But he can't follow the fashions In eyes." laughed Sylvia. "Oh, this is atrocious of us—it is simply horrible to sit here and say such things. I am cold blooded enough as it is, material enough, mean, covetous, contemptible." "Dear," said Grace Ferrall mildly, "you are not choosing a husband; you are choosing u career." "Grace! Do you wish me to marry him?" "What is the alternative, dear?" "Why, nothing—self respect, dowdl uess und peace." "Is that all?" » "All 1 can see." "Not Stephen Siward?" "To marry? No. To enjoy? Yes. Grace, I have had such a good time with him. You don't know! He is such a boy—sometimes, and I—1 be lieve that I am rather good for him. Not that I'd ever again let him do that sort of thing. Besides, his curi osity is quenched. 1 am the sort he supposed. Now he's found out he will be nice. It's been days since I've had a talk with him. He tried to, but 1 wouldn't. Besides, the major has said nasty tilings about him when Howard was present — nothing definite, only hints, smiling silences, Innuendoes on the verge of matters rather unfit, and 1 had nothing definite to refute. I could not even appear to understand or notice, it was all done in such a horridly vague way.. But it only made ate like him. and no doubt that actress he took to the Fatroous is better com pany than he finds in nine places out of ten among his own sort." "Oh," said Grace Ferrull slowly, "if that is the way you feel 1 don't see why you shouldn't play with Mr. Si ward whenever you like." "Nor I. I've been a perfect fool not to. Howard hates him." "How do you know?" "What u question! A woman knows such things. Then, you remember that caricature—«o dreadfully like Howard. Howard has no sense of humor. He detests such things. It was the most dreadful thing that Mr. Siward could have done to him." "Meddled again!" groaned Grace. "Doesn't Howard know that I did that?'' "Yes, but nothing I can say alters his conviction that the likeness was Intended. You know it was a likeness And if Mr. Siward had not told me that it was not Intended I should nev er have believed it to be an accident." After a prolonged silence Sylvia said overcarelessly : "I don't quite under stand Howard. With me auger lasts but a moment, and then I'm open to overtures for peace. I think How ard's anger lasts." "It does," said Grace. "He was muff as a boy—a prig with a prig's memory under all his shallow, showy surface. I'm frank with you. I never could take my cousin either respect fully or seriously, but I've known him to take his owu anger so seriously that years after be has visited it upon those who had really wronged him. ■ And be is equipped for retaliation if he chooses. That fortune of his reaches far. Not that I think him capable of using such a power to satisfy a mere personal dis like. Howard has principles, loads of them, but the weapon is there." "Is it true that Mr. Siward is inter ested in building electric roads?" asked Sylvia curiously. "Mr. Mortimer said so." "Theu 1 suppose he is. I'll ask Kemp if you like. Why? Isn't it ail right to build them?" "I suppose s.o. Howard is in it some how. In fact. Howard's company is behind Mr. Si ward's. I believe." Grate Ferrall turned and looked at the girl lieslde her, laughing outright. "Oh. Howard doesn't do mysterious financial things. Besides that, if Howurd is in that thing no doubt Kemp and I are too. So your nice young man is in very safe company." "You draw such silly inferences," said Sylvia coolly, but there was a good deal of color In her cheeks, and she knew it uud pulled her big motor veil across her face, fastening It uuder her chin, all of which amused Grace Ferrall infinitely until the subtler sig nificance of the girl's mental processes strack hcr, sobering her own thoughts. 8ylvia, too, hud grown serious in her preoccupation, and the partie-a-deux terminated a few minutes later in a duet of silence over the teacups in the gunroom. A few moments_iater Sylv ia, gianc ing over her shoulder, nbïlced thaï a fine misty drizzle bad clouded the case ments. That meant that her usual evening stroll on the cliffs with Quar rier before dressing for dinner was off. IbA ;■*•« drew u little breath of uncon scious rebk? as Marion Page walked in. her light woolen shooting Jacket, her hat, shoes and the barrels of the fowling piece tucked uuder her left armpit, all glimmering frostily with powdered raindrops. She said something to Grace Ferrall about the mist promising good point shooting In the morning, took the or der hook from a servant, Jotted down her request to be called an hour before sunrise, filled in the gunroom records with her score—the species and num ber bagged and the number of shells used—and, accepting the tea offered, drew out a tiny cigarette case of sweet hay wood heavily crusted with rose gold. "With whom were you shooting?" asked Grace, as Marlon dropped one well shaped leg over the other and wreathed her delicately tanned fea tures In smoke. "Stephen Siward and Blinky. They're at it yet, but I had some letters to write." She glanced leisurely at Sylvia and touched the ash tray with the whitening end of her cigarette. "That dog you let Mr. Siward have is a good one. I'm taking him to Jersey next week for the cock Rhooting." Sylvia returned her calm gaze blank ly. An unreasonable and disagreeable shock had passed through her. "My North Carolina pointers are use less for close work," observed Mariou Marion Page. t indifferently, and she leaned back, watching the blue smoke curling up ward from her cigarette. Sylvia, distrait, but with downcast eyes on fire under the fringed lids, was thinking of the check Siward had giv en her for Sagamore. The transaction for her had been a business one on the surface only. She had never meant to use the check. She had laid it away among a few letters, relics, pleasant souvenirs of the summer. To her the affair had been softened by a delicate hint of intimacy—the delight he was to take in something that had once been hers had given her a faint taste of the pleasure of according pleasure to a man. And this is what he had done! In ones and twos the guests reported as the dusk curtained fog closed In on Shotover. Quarrier came, dry as a chip under his rain coat, but his silky beard was wet with rain, and moisture powdered hlB long, soft eyelashes and white skin, sod his flexible fingers as he drew off his gloves seemed startling in their whiteness through the gather ing gloom. "I suppose our evening walk is out of the question," he said, standing by Sylvia, who had nodded a greeting and then turned her bead rather hastily to see who had entered the room. It was Siward, only a vague shape In the gloom, but perfectly recognizable to her. At the same moment Marlon Page rose leisurely and strolled to ward the billiard room. . "Our walk?" repeated Sylvia ab sently. "It's raining, you know." Yet only a day or two ago she had walked to church with Siward through the rain, the Irritated major feeling oblig ed to go with them. Her -eyes follow ed Slward's figure, suddenly dark against the door of the lighted bil liard room, then brilliantly illuminated as he entered, nodded acceptance to Mortimer's invitation and picked up the cue just iald aside by Agatha Caithness, who had turned to speak to Marlon. His fiancee's inattention was not agreeable to Quarrier. A dozen things had happened since his arrival which had not been agreeable to him—her failure to meet him at the Fells Cross ing and the reason for her failure and her iuformal acquaintance with Si ward, whose presence at Shotover he had not looked for, aud her sudden in ! timacy with the man he had never ! particularly liked and whom within I six months he had come to detest and ! to u void. I In a few years Indifference to Sl I ward had changed to passive disap i proval, that, again to an emotionless I dislike, aud when the scandal at the ! Patroons club occurred for the first j time in his life ho understood what it I was to fear the man he disliked. For I if Siward hpd committed the Insane I iraprudeuce which had cost him his I title to membership he bad also done something, knowingly or otherwise, which awoke In Quarrier a cold, slow fear, and that fear was dormant, but present now. and It for the time being dictated his attitude and beurlng to The Power Behind the Dough! BAKING POWDER 25 ounces for 25 cents A real power that raises and sustains the dough with absolute certainty No failures. A cake made with K C cannot fall. We insist upon refunding your money if a trial does not ( convince you. JtS M«lf° ' Jaques Mfg. Co. Chicago ward the man who might or might not he capable of using Viciously a knowl edge which Quarrier believed that he must possess. For that reason when it was not possible to avoid Siward his bearing toward him was carefully civil. Si lence was always desirable to^Quar rler Silence concerning all matters was a trait inborn and congenially cultivated to a habit by him In every affair of life—in business, in leisure. In the methodical pursuits of such pleasures as a limited intellect permit ted him, in personal and family mat ters, in public questions and financial problems. He listened always, hut never Invited confidences. He bad no opinion to express when invited. And he became very, very rich. And over it all spread a thin mem brane of vanity, nervous, not intel lectual. sensitiveness, for all sense of humor .was absent in this man, whose smile when not a physical effort was automatically aud methodically respon sive to certain fixed cues. A suddeu rain squall, noisy against the casements, had darkened the room. Then the electric lights broke out with a mild candlelike luster, and Quarrier, standing beside Sylvia's chair, discov ered it to be empty. It was not until he had dressed for dinner that he saw her again, seated on the stairs with Marion Page, a new appearance of intimacy for both wom en, who heretofore had found nothing except a passing civility in common. Marion explained that Siward was too busy to do any southern shooting, which was why he was glad to have her polish Sagamore on Jersey wood cock. "I thought it was not good for a dog to l>e used by anybody except his mas ter," said Sylvia carelessly. "Only second raters suffer. Besides, I have shot enough now with Mr. Si ward to use his dog as he does." "He is an agreeable shooting com panion," smiled Sylvia. "He is perfect," answered Marion coolly. "The only test for a thorough bred is the field. He rings true." They exchanged carefully Impersonal views on Slward's good qualities for a moment or two. Then Marlon said bluntly, "Do you know' anything in particular about that Patroons club affair?" "No," said Sylvia, "nothing in par ticular.'' "Neither do I, and I don't care to. I mean that I don't care what he did. and I wish that gossiping old major would stop trying to hint it to me." "My uncle !" "Oh, I forgot! Beg your pardon, you know, but the major hinted that the woman—the one who figured In it—Is— rather exclusively Mr. Slward's 'prop erty.' " And all through dinner an indefinite ly uupleasant remembrance of the con versation lingered with Sylvia, and she sat silent for minutes at a time, re turning to actualities with a loug, curi ous side glance across at Siward and an uncomprehending smile of assent for whatever Quarrier or Major Bel wether had been saying to her. Cards she managed to avoid after dinner and stood by Quarrier's chair for half an hour, absently watching tne relentless method and steady ad herenee to rule which characterized his bridge playing. Then she turned on her heel, restless, depressed, in clined for companionship. The Page boys had tempted Rena and Eileen to the billiard room; Voucher, Alderdene und Major Bel wether were huddled over a table immersed in preference; Kathryn Tas sel aud Grace Ferrall sat to gether looking over the an nouncements of Sylvia's engage ment in a hutch of New York papers Just ar ] rived; Ferrall was writing at ! a desk, and SI- Siward's profite was j ward aud Ma- very en <Wfl»0 ! rlou were occupied lu the former's j sketch for an ideal shooting vehicle to I be built on the buckhourd. principle j with a clever arrangement for dogs, guns, ammunition aud provisions. Si ward's profile as it tient in the lamp light over the paper was very engag ing. Sylvia had taken a hesitating step to wa rd them, but ha lted, turn ing ir "A rendezvous—with the saud man. Good night." "Good night, if you must say It." " "It's polite to say something, isn't it?" "It would tie polite to say, 'With pleasure, Mr. Siward!'" "But you haven't invited me to do anything—not even to accept a ciga . rette. Besides, you didn't expect to j aieet me up here?" I The trailing accent made it near enough a question for him to say, "Yes, 1 did." "How could you?" "I saw you leave the room." "You were sketching for Marion Page. Do you wish me to believe that you noticed me and"— resolutely, and suddenly over her crept a sensation of isolation—something of that feeljng which had roused her at midnight from her bed and drlveu her to Grace Ferrall for n refuge from she knew not what. The rustle of her silken dinner gown was scarcely perceptible as she turned. Siward. moving his head slightly, glanced up, theu brought his sketch to a brilliant finish. "Don't you think something of this sort is practicable?" he asked pleasant ly, including Mrs. Ferrall and Knth ryn Tassel in a general appeal which brought them into the circle of two Grace Ferrall leaned forward, looking over Marion's shoulder, and Siward rose aud stepped back, with a quick glance into the hall—In time to catch a glimmer of pale blue and lace on the stairs. "I suppose my cigarettes are in my room as usual," he said aloud to him self, wheeling so that he could not have time to see Marlon's offer of her little gold lncrusted case or notice her quickly raised eyes, bright with suspi cion and vexatiou. He greeted her in his usual careless, happy fashion Just as she reached her chamber door, and sbe .turned at the sound of his voice, confused, unsmil ing, a littje pale. "Is it headache or are you. too, in quest of cigarettes?" he asked as he stopped in passing her where she stood, one slender hand on the knob of her door. "I don't smoke, you know," she said, looking up at him. with a cold little laugh. "It isn't headache either. I was—boring myself, Mr. Siward." "Is there any virtue in me as a rem "Oh, I have no doubt you have lots of virtues. Perhaps you might do as u temporary remedy—first aid to the in jured." She laughed again uncertainly. "But you are on a quêté for ciga rettes." , "And yon?" [TO BË CONTINUED.! DYSPEPSIA Having taken yonr wnnrtnrfnl "CMPnret«" fot kit? 'for tlittlr wonderful composition. •'Having taken Ihre« m catarrh _ . ]____________ <;aroU' f Y<#i their wonderful composition" Kwa, _«aw ? «»»her so-called remedies bat without avail aud 1 find that Cuacarct* relieve 'R * day than all the other. I have takeS would in a year. James McGune, MB Mercer 8 %., Jersey City, N. J. Best For The Bowels ■ imv uvmrffij ^ CANDY CATHARTIC Potent Taate Good, Do Good, «ever Sicken, Weaken or Gripe, 10c, 35c 50c Never •old 1n bn Ik. Tb« genolno tablet itampad CoS. Goarantood to cur# or your money back. Sterling Remedy Co., Chicago or N.Y. 50 , ANNUAL SALE, TEN MILLION BOXES Notice for Publication Timber Land Act June ,3 187*8"* United States Land Office, Lewiston, Idaho, December 18, 1907. Notice is hereby given that in compliance with the provisions of the act of congress of June 3, 1878, entitled "An act for the sale of tim ber lands In the States of California, Oregon, Nevada and Washington Territory." as extended to all the public land states by act of Aug. 4, 1802, Benjamin F. Aytch of Forest, county of Nez Perce, state of Idaho, has this day filed in this office his sworn statement No. 3298, for the purchase of the W % SW % of sec tion No. 27. in township No. 32 N. range No. 3 W., B. M.. and will of fer proof to show that the land sought is more valuable for its tim ber or stone than for agricultural purposes, and to establish his claim to said land before the register and receiver, of this office at Lewiston. Idaho, on Friday, the 7th day of March, 1908. He names as witnesses; Malley Farley, Clifford Staples, Carter Rob inson. William E. Aytch, all of For est, Idaho. Any and all persons claiming ad versely the above-described lands are requested to file their claims in this office on or before said 7th day of March, 1908. T. H. BARTLETT, Register. Notice for Publication Timber Land Act June 3, 1878 United States Land Office, Lewiston, Idaho, January 15, 1908. Notice is hereby given that In compliance with the provisions of the act of congress of June 3, 1878, entitled "An act for the sale of tim ber lands In the States of California, Jregon, Neveda and Washington Territory," as extended to all the public land states by act of August t, 1892, Noel A. Munden of Waha, county of Nez Perce, state of Ida ho, has this day filed In this office his sworn statement No. 3318, for the purchase of the W M SW Vi of äectlon No. 2, In township No. 32 N., range No. 4 W., B. M., and will offer proof to show that the land ... iou £ht is more valuable for Its tim 3er or s t° n 6 than for agricultural purposes, and to establish his claim to said land before register and re ceiver at Lewiston, Idaho, on Mon lay, the 23d day of March, 1908. He names as witnesses: Guy Mounce, George Clark, Hen ery L. Benton, Isaac Des Champs, all )f Lewiston, Idaho. Any and all persons claiming ad versely the above-described lands are requested to file their claims In this office on or before said 23d day of March, 1908. ' T. H. BARTLETT, Register. J-15-M-23 Notice for Publication Department of the Interior, Land Office at Lewiston, Idaho, January 11, 1908. Notice Is hereby given that Ulysses S. Bartlett of Lapwai, Idaho, has filed notice of his Intention to make final five year proof In support of his claim, viz.; Homestead Entry No. 8253 made March 21, 1901, for the lots 2, 3. and E% lot 4, Jots 15, 16, 18, and E% lot 19, section 35, lots 31 and 32, section 26, toivnship , : " ge 4 B. M., and that said proof will be made before Reg ister and Receiver at Lewiston, Idaho, on February 19, 1908. He names the following witnesses to prove his continuous residence upon, and cultivation of th© land, "lz.: David Gilmore Ot Spalding, Ida ho: John Brown of Lapwai, Idaho; Fred Smith of Spalding, Idaho; John Gatewood, of Kippen, Iijaho. T. H. BARTLETT, Register. D J-13-F-19 Contest Notice Department of the Interior, United States Land Office, Lewistpn, Ida ho, November 19th, 1907. A sufficient contest affidavit hav ing been filed in this office by James M. DeCourcey of Orofipo, Ida ho, contestant, against homestead entry No. 10377, made December 31, 1903. for SE % section 1?, town ship 37, N., range 3 E., B, M., by Jacob Setser, contestée, in which it Is alleged that Bald entryman, Jacob Setser, has wholly and entirely aban doned the said tract of land for more than one year last past, and next prior to date hereof. The con testant further alleges and charges the fact to be that the said entry man has changed his residence from said land for more than six months last past and next prior to data hereof; that he has wholly and en tirely failed and neglected to com ply with the requirements of the homestead law In the mattets of set tlement, residence and cultivation of the land embraced in said enury; that said alleged absence from vhe said land was not due to his em ployment in the army, navf or ma rine corps of the United States a» a private soldier, officer, seaman or marine, during the war w|th Spate or during any other war in whlcn the United States has been engaged. Said parties are hereby Notified 'a appear, respond and offer evidence touching said allegation at ?• o'clock a. m. on March 4tTf, 1908, before the register and receiver at the X T nlted States land office In Lew iston, Idaho. The said contestant' having, in a proper affidavit, filed January 23rd, 1908, set forth facts whlc hshow that after due diligence personal service of this notice can not b* made. It is hereby ordered end dl rected that such notice be given by due and proper publication T. H. BARTLETT Register. Alex Kasberg, Attorney for Contestant. Jan 24-Mart 4.