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Ife THIRD
n DEGREE
_A Narrative
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-— Life 1
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I By CHARLES KLEIN and
| ARTHUR HORNBLOW
I I IU.CSTRATIONS BY RA/ WALTERS
LgLWHII"I l|1"1 H'l'~Tl f 111 nn I ni.
Vcopfr^pi*, tVUD, or O. W. Oiljiiigtiam Uiuipanj.;,
lA> Alicia lent me money more oecause
i* »he feared ridicule than from any real
' desire to oblige Underwood. She had
: jedj since become disgusted with him.
' The man's real character was now
I plainly revealed to her. He was an
'■_ idrenturer, little better than a com
mon crook. She congratulated her
lelf on her narrow escape. Suppose
|ihe bad married himthe horror of
lit! Yet the next instant she was
fllled with consternation. She had
pillowed him to become so intimate
that it was difficult to break off with
him all at once. She realized that
?wlth a man of that character the in
jTiUble must come. There would be
» disgraceful scandal. She would be
! mixed up in it, her husband's eyes
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BJli 1 "VJ|,,V. .I-!||,'|.
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She at Least Was Not a Wife He
Need Be Ashamed Of.
would be opened to her folly, it might
ruin her entire life. She must end it
now —once for all. She had already
given him to understand that their
intimacy must cease. Now he must
stop his visits to her house and de
sist from trapping her friends Into his
many schemes. She had written him
that morning forbidding him to come
to the house this evening She was
done with him forever.
These thoughts were responsible for
the frown on the beautiful Mrs. .Jef
fries' bejeweled brow that particular
Saturday evening. Alicia gave a sigh
and was drawing on her long kid
gloves before the glass, when sudden
ly a maid entered and tendered her
mistress a note. Alicia knew the
handwriting only too well. She tor*
the letter open and read:
Dear Mrs. Jeffries: 1 received your let
ter telling me that my presence at your
house to-night would be distasteful to
you. As you can Imagine, it was a great
shock. Don't you understand the harm
this will do me? Everybody will notice
my absence. They will jump to the con
clusion that there has been a rupture,
and my credit will suffer Immediately
with your friends. I cannot afford to let
this happen now. My affairs are In such
condition that it will be fatal to me. I
need your support arid friendship more
than ever. 1 have noticed for some time
that your manner to me has changed.
Perhaps you have believed some of tlie
■tories my enemies have circulated about
me. For the sake of our old friendship,
Alicia, don't desert me now. Remember
what I once was to you and let me come
to your reception to-night. There's a reg
ion why I must be seen in your house.
Yours devotedly,
ROEJrtT UNDERWOOD
Alicia's face, flushed with anger.
Turning to the maid, she said:
"There's no answer."
The girl was about to close the
door when her mistress suddenly re
called her.
"Wait a minute." she said; "I'll
write a line."
Taking from her dainty escritoire a
sheet of perfumed notepaper, she
wrote hurriedly as follows:
"If you dare to come near my house
to-night I will have you put out by tho
servants."
Quickly folding the note, she
crushed it into an envelope, sealed it,
handed it to the girl, and said:
"Give that to the messenger."
"The servant disappeared and Alicia
resumed her work of drawing on her
gloves in front of her mirror. How
dare he write her such a letter? Was
her house to be made the headquar
ters for his swindling schemes? Did
he want to cheat more of her friends?
The more she thought of all he had
done, the angrier she became. Her
eyes flashed and her bosom heaved
.with indignation. She wondered
what her husband, the soul of honor,
would say if he suspected that she
had permitted a man of Underwood's
character to use his home for his dis
honest practices. She was glad she
had ended it now, before it was too
"Ue. There might have been a scan
dal, and that she must avoid at any
cost. Mr. Jeffries, she felt certain,
would not tolerate a scandal of any
kind.
All at once she felt something
brush her cheek. She turned quickly.
,->U,was her husband who had entered
the room quietly. ;_>■% <
I "Oh, Howard," she exclaimed, peev
"My; how you frightened me! You
•houldn't startle me like _*L"
*. '*"' distinguished-looking man
with whlt« mustache and pointed
beard stood admiring her in silence
His erect ligure. admirably set off m
a well-cut dress coat suggested the
soldier,
"What are you doing a'..ne here
dear?" he said. "l ie;,, car iages out
side. Our guests are arrlvijg."
"Just thinking, that's nil," she re
plied, evasively ■
He noticed her preoccupied .look
lad, with some concern, he demanded:
._" Tb. <;. r*'* nothing to worry you. is
there?"
"Oh no—nothing like that." she
said, hastily.
He looked at her closely and she
averted her eyes. Mr. Jeffries often
pondered if he had mad a mistake.
He telt that this woman to whom lie
had given his name did not love him, :
but his vanity as much as his pride j
prevented him from acknowledging
it, even to himself. a,-.,,, -.11, what
did he care? She was a companion, \
She graced his homo and looked aft >r
I'a creature comforts.' Perl a] no j
reasonable man should expect any-.
thing more Carelessly, he asked
"Whom do you expect tonight?"
"Oh. the usual crowd," replied
Alicia, languidly. "Dr. Bernstein is
coming— you know he's quite the mge
Just now. He has to do with psychol
ogy and all that sort of thing."
"So, he's your lion to-night, is he?"
smiled the banker. Then he went on:
"By the by, I met Brewster at the
club tonight. He promised to drop
in."
Now it was Alicia's turn to smile.
It. was not everybody who could boast
of having such a distinguished lawyer
as Judge Brewster on their calling
lists, To-night would certainly be a
success—two lions instead of one.
For the moment she forgot her worry.
"I '" delighted that the judge is
coming," she exclaimed, her face
beaming. "Every one is talking about
him since his brilliant speech for the
defense in that murder case."
The banker noted his wife's beau
tiful hair and the white transparency
of her skin. His gaze lingered on 'he '
graceful lines of her neck and bosom,
glittering with precious stones. An
.exquisite aroma exuding from her per
son reached where he stood. Ufa
eyes grew more anient and, passing
his arm affectionately around her
slender waist, he asked:
"How does my little girl like her
tiara?"
"It's very nice. Don't you see I'm
wearing it to-night?" she replied al
most Impatiently and drawing hersell
away.
Before Mr. Jeffries had time to re
ply there was a commotion at the
other end of the reception room,
where rich tapestries screened off tin
main entrance hall. The butler drew
the curtains aside.
"Mr. and Mrs. Cortwright,'' he an
nounced loudly.
Alicia went forward, followed by
her husband, to greet her guests.
CHAPTER IV.
The richly decorated reception
rooms, brilliantly illuminated with
soft incandescent lights artistically
arranged •hind banks of flowers,
were filled with people, In the air
was the familiar buzz always present
in a room where each person is trying
'to speak at .he same time. On all
j sides one heard fragments of inept
i conversation.
"So good of you to come! How well
you're looking my dear."
"My husband? Oh, he's at, the club,
playing poker, as usual. He hates
music."
"I've such a terrible cold!"
"Trouble with servants? I should
say so. 1 bounced my cook this morn
ing."-
"Aren't these affairs awfully tire
some?"
"1 was so glad to come. I always
enjoy your muslcales."
"Dr. Bernstein coming? How per
fectly delightful. I'll ask him for hit
autograph."
"What's psychology?"
"Something to do with religion, I
think."
"Haven't we been having dreadful
weather?"
"I saw you at the opera."
"Doesn't she look sweet?"
"Oh, 1 think it's just lovely."
People now arrived in quick succes-
sion and, forming .little groups, the
room soon presented an animated
scene. The women In their smart
gowns and the men In their black
coats made a pleasing picture.
"My dear Mrs. Jeffries, how do you
do this evening?" exclaimed a rich,
deep voice.
The hostess turned to greet an el
derly and distinguished-looking man
who had just entered. Directly he
came in voices were hushed, and on
every side one heard the whisper:
"There's Judge Brewster, the fa
mous lawyer."
There was a general craning of
necks to catch a glimpse of the emi
nent jurist whose brilliant address to
the jury in a recent cause celebre
had saved an innocent man from the
electric chair.
Richard Brewster was a fine ex
ample of the old school statesman
lawyer of the Henry Clay type. He
belonged to that small class of public
men who are independent of all
coteries, whose only ambition is to
serve their country well, who know
no other duty than that dictated by
: their oath and conscience. A bril
liant and forceful'orator, there was
no office in the gill of the nation that
might not have been hi.- lor the ask
ing, but he had no taste for politics.
After serving with honor for some
years on the bench he retired into
private practice, and thereafter his
'name •ecaint- one to conjure with in
'Wlaw'courtH Hr sr-ri nrwrfft
his matcuie»s oratory and unanswer
able logic he won case after case for
bis Clients and it is a tribute to his
: name to record the plain fact that In
all his career he never championed a
rause of which he need be ashamed.
Powerful financial Interests had at
tempted to secure his services by of
fers of princely retainers, but with
out success He fought the trusts bit
ferly every time he found them op.
pressing his profession.
Alicia advanced with extended hand.
"This is indeed kind, Judge," sat e»
; claimed with a gracious smile. *1
hardly dared hope that my poor musi
cal.' would be so honored."
The old lawyer smiled good-humor
edl.v as he replied gallantly:
"I don't know much about music,
mm; 1 came to see you." Looking
around he added: "You've got a nice
I place here."
He spoke in his characteristic man
! ner—short, nervous, explosive sen
: tences, which had often terrified his
opponents In court.
"Lawyers are such flatterers,"
j laughed Alicia as she nervously fanned
herself, and looked around to see it
her guests were watching.
'.'Lawyers only flatter when they
want to," Interrupted Mr. Jeffries,
who had just joined the group.
Alicia turned to greet a new arrival
and the lawyer continued chatting
with his host.
"1 suppose you'll take a rest now,
after your splendid victory," said the
banker.
Judge Brewster shook his head
dubiously,
"No, sir. we lawyers never rest.
We can't. No sooner is one case dis
posed of than another crops up to
claim our attention. The trouble with
this country is that we have too
much law. If I were to 1" guilty of
an epigram I would say that the coun
try has so much law that it is prac
tically lawless."
"So you're preparing another case,
eh?" said Mr. Jeffries, Interested.
"What Is it—a secret."
"Oh, no!" answered the lawyer,
"the newspapers will be full of it in
a day or two, We are going to bring
suit against the city, it's really a
test case that should interest every
citizen; a protest against the high-"
handed lons of the police."
The banker elevated his eyebrows.
' Indeed," he exclaimed. "What
have the police been doing now?"
The lawyer looked at his client in
surprise.
"Why, my dear sir, you must have
seen by the papers what's been going
on in our city of late. The papers
have been full of it. Police brutality,
illegal arrests, assaults in station
houses, chamber methods that
would disgrace the middle ages. A
state of affairs exists today in the
city of Xew York which is Inconceiv-
able, lb:, we are living in a civil
ized country, every man's liberty is
guaranteed by the constitution, yet
citizens, as they walk our streets, are
in gr ater peril than the inhabitants
of terror-stricken Russia. Take a po
lice official of Capt. Clinton's type.
His only notion of the law is brute
force and the night stick. A bully by
nature, a man of the coarsest Instincts
and enormous physical strength, lie
loves to play the tyrant, In his pre
cinct lie poses as a kind of czar and
fondly Imagines he has the power to
administer the law itself. By his
brow-beating tactics, Intolerable un
der Anglo-Saxon government, he is
turning our police force into a gang
of ruffians who have the city terror
stricken. In order to further his polit
ical ambitions he stops at nothing.
He lets the guilty escape when Influ
ence he can't resisi Is brought to
bear, but in order to keep up his rec
ord with the department he makes ar
rests without th. slightest justifica
tion. To secure convictions he manu
factures, with the aid of his detec
tives, all kindr of perjured evidence.
To paraphrase a well-known saying,
his motto is 'Convict—honestly, if
you can — but ':onvict.' "
"It is outrageous," said Mr. Jef
fries. "Xo one can approve such
methods. Of course in dealing with
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the criminal population of a great
city, they cannot wear kid gloves, but
Cap' Clinton certainly goes too far.
What is the specific complaint on
which the suit is based?"
i Continued next week.)
VIOLINISTS!
if you would like to learn to play the
violin, or are anxious to improve your
playing, write for free booklet. Ad
dress: Lionel GHtclHon, head of ViOr
tin department, School of Music, st t.-
College, Pullman,' Wash. 'y\.\
Pullman Farmers l_ko Idaho National [«
Harvester.
A few days ago _ representative of
thu Mar-Mirror Visited Pullman ami
was gives an opportunity to sco two
Idaho National harvesters at work in
the Held. i uio of these was one the
farm of Charles Btough, two miles
southwest of Pullman. Mr. Btough,
in speaking of the machine, said:
"1 am pleased with it. The work
is as good as could be done and the
expense of harvesting has been re
duced greatly. 1 will finish within a
day d run of 120 acres, 100 of which
was oats. Counting lost time, we
have made a little less than 10 acres
Bail} for the entire season, which is
not bad for our Hist year with a now
machine, and the further tact that
we do not stay long hours in the Hold.
The Idaho is lag clean work, and
where, hail I bound and threshed in
the old way, my harvesting expenses
would have reached $800 or |»00, it
will md be more than $200 or $300
with the new method. lam satisfied
with the machine, it saves the grain
ami does .leaning that < annul be ex
celled."
It was noted that one of the eight
animals working on the Idaho was a
1000-pound mule, and one of the
horses about the same weight, Mr.
Btough said his team was iii good
■' ape, explaining that while the Idaho
made them work on hills, 11 was a
snap on level ground. 'Why," he
said, "on level ground it would be
just play for a team. The draft is
ii >; unreasonable.?
from tho Btough farm the party,
including the Star-Mirror representa
tive, went to the farm of Joseph
Weeks, a mile south of Pullman,
Where two of the Idahos were run
ning. Verne, a son. is years of age.
was operating one. lie said :
"We like the machine line. It does
a job of threshing thai we have never
seen equaled. In smutty grain it
tunic,i out a quality that brought a
premium. Smut halls were not
broken, and the wheat was line. This
«as more than we expected. and
could not be equaled by any other
machine. It is not wasting grain. Al
least, we are getting as much as any
machine or method in the world
would save. We are satisfied."
Verne Weeks said that last season
they used a 12-foot Hauser-Halnes
combine, and that, it did excellent
work, cleaning the crop very good.
"But," he explained, "it took 25 head
of horses and j four men. against
eight horses and two men for the
seven fool Idaho, and wo are cut! Ing
about as much per day with the
Idaho as we did with the bigger com
bine, lt was the horse question that
made us change from tin- big rig to
the Idaho. We found the Idaho to be
the cheapest rig per acre." The
young man explained how he was not
making as good an average as the
boys with the other Idaho. saying
they had a better team, and it. was
noted I hat while most, of the horses
were large, he was working one 800
--pound mule, with no advantage over
the big animals, lie said the draft
was surprisingly light on good
ground, but that on steep hills it
made the horses work, but not out
Of reason. He said that many of
their neighbors had visited the ma
chine and had expressed satisfaction
with tin- Idaho.
These Were .Successful.
Following is tlm list of Whitman
county pupils who passed the eighth
grade examination last, month:
District 1— Bess Abbott. Gladys
Bloom, Ruth Davis, Willie Hull, Sa
die Lunter, Margaret Larue, Doris
Nordyke.
District 9 — Stella Boner, Delia
Brown, Essie Hoover, Ethel Kincaid,
Jesse Lynd, Willie West.
District 19—Mary Turnbow.
District, 24—Minnlo Brinser,
Frances Calhoun, Lul Gaiser, Oddie
L em ley.
District 30—Inez Smith, Gladys
Smith.
District 13 — Eula Nelson.
District it; — Daisy McCarthy.
District 59 — Lena Allen, CoHuno
Barclay, Ellen Barclay, Maria Cave,
Ferin Irwin, Guy Jaques, Ancle Lock
lin. Lewis Livingston, Helen Ol
son, Beatrice Flock,
District 74 —Edna May Sherman,
Klv.i M. McKay, Elizabeth Strong.
District 76 —Eva Warner.
District 78— Mildred Wiggins.
District. 79— Hettle McLean, Beu
jlah Gtllson.
District 94—-Vivian McNall, Sadie
Smith.
District 105 — Linda V. Gage. Lulu
Moffltt. *
District 106 — Will Shireman.
District 107 —Maggie Judson.
District 139—Agnes Whltely.
District 153 —Helen Schweiger,
William Horton.
District 171 — Maud McDougall.
District 181 — uric, .1. Campbell,
I Ollle Campbell.
ArtMio.—Mr. Blinks (in art mv
; scum)—-"! didn't know you were
such an admirer of curios, Mrs. Blan
der by." '.. • ■ > . . ■'. •
Mrs. Blunder by "Oh. yes. Indeed;
il just delight In Iniquities."---Boston
Transsript. , .
Prizes for :vV':.^^c
riixco lur
Your Products «
Enter some exhibits of Your handiwork at the
American Land & Irriga- ;
tion Exposition
November 3 to 11, 1911 ;
Madison Square Garden, New York City
A rare opportunity for the Farmers and Fruit-Growers, of the North
west to show the world where the Ileal Good* come from!
Note the List of Prfewei
For Best 25 boxes of Apples, any varieties , $ £00 in Gold <■
For Best 100 pounds Wheat, grown in tf. s $1,000 Gold Cup
For Best 100 pounds Wheat grown in No & So, Am..51,000 in Gold "
For Host 30 oar-. Corn grown in U. S $1,000 Cup
For Rest 100 pounds into Oats grown in _, _.. . . $LOOO Cup ■ •<■
For Besl Alfalfa Exhibit $1,000 Cup
For Most Half Bushel Potatoes grown In U. S $1,000 Cup
for Most Sugar Beets grown ImU.'S .SI,OOO Cup
For Pest Hops grown In U. 8 .. , $1,000 Cup"
for Best Bushel Parley grown In U. s $1,500 Cup
Write quickly for circular giving detailed information about this
Exposition and the numerous prizes offered for displays of farm pro
ducts and your opportunity to net 160 acres of Montana land to be
awarded by popular allotment by tie ■
Northern Pacific Ry.
Address: •
A. 1). CHARLTON, Assistant General Passenger Agt., Portland. Ore.
L, .1, BRICKER i A. M. CLELAND.
General immigration Agent General Passenger A gen
ST. PAUL ST. PAUL.
?i_ts!*=__£^** psst^^^ h
! pVERY DOLLAR you [
I W* Put in the Bank strength- h
i ens the Wall between 4
I You and Adversity. *
I Every dollar you put in the bank means 1
0 another step toward success. No sue- °\
\ cessful man has ever been without a $
, bank account. A bank account means L
1 increased prestige and a sense of relia- f
I bility and security, well worth the great- a
) est effort in order to acquire one. *
I Pullman State Bank I
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FURNITURE
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Now is the Time to Get the House 1
Ready for Fall and Winter
We have our store full of beauti- fh
ful things that will make your home '
smile. You love a beautiful home, |
don't you? So why not spend some |f
of the money you have harvested to, .... • ,;fl
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Make Your Home Happy I
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KIMBALL & ROTH i
Furniture and Undertaking:
Opposite Artesian Hotel. - - - PULLMAN, WASH. Q
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