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(CHAPTER J£I,HVJ3N—Continued.)
did riot heed to have his eyes ex
amined, dug his suit cases out of
the pile of luggage, and found him
self a seat near the bow of the
boat. Presently the special boat
train rolled in along the pier and
disgorged the final quota of pas
Ten minutes later, with a shrill
toot, the tender backed away and
headed out across the harbor.
With a queer feeling, half of sor
row, half of joy, Dan looked back
f" at. the receding shore, telling him
self that the next soil his feet
touched would be that of America.
A mile out, the great liner lay
waiting, impressively huge as seen
from the deck of the little tender,
and presently they were alongside
and filing through an open port.
A steward grabbed his suit cases,
the instant he was on board, asked
the number of his room, led him
to it along interminable passages,
mid left him tQ, make himself at
UrThfcre Were two berths, in it, and,
ashehacl paid 'for only one of
.them, he anew that, at this crowd
ed season, he could scarcely hope
,-tp hare |he whole room to. himself.
iBiit.there was as yet,no sign of any
other occupant, so Dan, thrusting
His bags under the lower berth,
defck^ again. The last of
'1 the- baggage au4 mail was being
-lifted- aboard by a block and
»itaek|e,'forked by a donkey en
gine. and even as t^an looked, the
gilder tooted its whistle, cast
backed away, and sud-
•fc denly beneath his feet Dan felt the
Slqjljve* which told that the screws
had started. Slowly the great ship
Jwungaround and headed away
intd' tlve west toward the setting
'.toward 'the land of
ngers ofthe second class, and
He told himself this deliberate
ly, aft$r a glance at his neighbors
and tlien, in the next moment, he
called himself a cad, for every hu
man being is interesting, once you
get below the skin. But degrees
of interest vary, and Dan felt that
be had never met any one who
promised so much at this outspok
en girl, with the shining eyes and
sensitive mouth. Which boat was
she sailing by, he wondered? It *«"«??»d a paper in Ms hand, tent expression on two men wlio
was an even ilianee that, like him- V" head and looked «tood together by the rai, a little
was an even chance that, like him
self, she would be on the Ottilie.
Yes—but second class? That would
be' asking too much of Fortune!
Lett it be added here that Dan was
returning in the second cabin not
because— as he was to hear sc
many times on that voyage
there was no room in the first, but
because by doing so, he had saved
the money for an extra week of
.He found more arrivals in the
office when he left- the table, and
a formidable array of baggage,
whieh was presently loaded on vans
•rid trundled away toward the
waiting tender. He paid his bill,
collected the two Ruit cases which
constituted his total impedimenta,
saw them-Safely off for the pier,
tipped the porter, and left the ho
tel. T^e whistle of the tender was
blowing shrilly, and, when he
reached the pier, he saw far out
at sea the smudge of smoke
against the sky, which told that
one of the steamers was approach
., i«igv He boarded the tender, as
jp.:wsured a medical inspector that he
was An American citizen and so
cabin With a little envy.
there was no hope of getting a
deck chair, he sought the dining
room steward, got his table ticket,
and made his way back to his
stateroom. But on the threshold
he paused. A man was lying in the
upper berth, the light at his head
down, at the sound of the door,
and Dad had the impression of a
bronzed countenance, lighted by a
pair of very brilliant eyes.
Ah," said a pleasant voice, "so
this is my 'shipmate," and the
stranger swung his legs over the
oiiaiigui SWUUg IIIK Itfgs over Wie
side of the berth and dropped
Dan noticed that, though he
spoke English well, it was with the
clipped accent which betrayed the
Then I choose the upper one,''
he said laughing.
The. other shrugged his shoul
"I can but thank you," he
said. After all, you are younger
than I. My name is Andre Chev
rial, very much at your service,"
and he held out his hand.
If he had announced himself to
be a prince of the blood, Dan
would not have been surprised, for
there was that in his bearing
which bespoke the finished gentle
man, and a magnetism in his man
ner to which Dan was already
"Mine is Webster—Dan Web
ster," he said, and took the out
stretched hanb warmly.
M. Chevrial looked a little puz
"The name seems somehow fa
miliar," he said "but I cannot
quite place it."
Dan laughed.
"My father made the mistake of
naming me after the great Daniel
—100 years after," he explained.
"Oh, so that is it! Daniel
Daniel Webster. A statesman,
was he not?"
"One of our greatest."
"Though it did not need that to
tell me you are an American: You
of America have an atmosphere all
your own. Shall we go on deck
and have a cigaret?"
So presently Dan found himself
seated besire M. Chevrial, talking
very comfortably. The French
man, to Dan's surprise, pro
claimed himself to be nothing
more important than a wine job
ber whp visited America! every
autumn to dispose of his wares
but, whatever his business, he was
certainly a most entertaining com
panion. And then, suddenly, Pan
quite forgot him, for coming tow
ard them down the deek was the
dark eyed girl, arm in arm with a
man whose burning eyes strangely
belied his snowy hair. Dan Nwt
staring at them, scarcely able to
credit such stupendous good for
tune, and, as they passed, the girl
#a!ized that thefrugal Germans this little scene had escaped countries of .Europe, the streets
ere jnueh l^ gimerous in their lighted §no£h«r cigprejt.. are cleaned by the women and
Ones "A Very striking looking young children. The men, you see, are
towhich lady," he said. "The gentleman, needed for the"array." ^r
to Europe. There the take 'it, is her fatherf" Hiere was a bitter irony in her
a'^^claifc wteU amidshipe, "Tea. Ithinkso,"saidJ)an^"I voice which drew him closer.
kfcjomslniostequal to n»t£er£o£a fwwent oathe beach
The boat was crowded, but he
looked at him, smiled and nodded.
.uu 'M. .Chevrial, whom no detail 6f Pofand, jnit as in many other
A:- .vm..itiir.,'-
syndicates, who use them for their
own purposes?"
This was a red flag to tlie bull,
and Dan plunged into a defense of
American journalism*, citing in
stances and proofs, telling of in
cidents in his own experience
showing that most editors really,
have consciences by which they
are guided, and a high conception
of their duty to the public.
"There are exceptions, of
course," Dan went on, carried
away by his subject "there are
scoundrels in the newspaper busi-
just as in all businesses but
it is one of the
saw nothing of the black haired compensation that, just as soon as
girl, and finally, after finding that
beautiful laws of
newspaper goes wrong, its influ-
ence begins to slip away from it
He stopped suddenly, for he had
glanced at M. Chevrial and found
him inattentive. His head was
turned a little aside and his eyes
were fixed with a peculiar and in
tent expression on two men who
distance away. One of them was
the man with the white hair. The
other was evidently a tourist, from
his costume, and though he was
clean shaven, some instinct caused
Dan to classify him as a German.
He glanced back at Chevrial at
last but tlle latter was
lightly to the floor. Again Dan had dreamily out over the water and
the impression of the bright eyes
upon him.
"It looks that way," he said.
And then a sudden compunction
seized him. "I didn't mean to be
a pig and take the lower berth.
You,are quite welcome to it."
"Oh, no, no," protested the
other. "The choice is always to
the first comer. That is the rule
of the sea."
stifling a little yawn with his
Your pardon, M. Webster," he
said. "But I arose very early this
morning, in order to catch my
train, and I am tired. I think that
I shall lie down for a few moments
before dinner. Aij revoir."
Dan sat on by himself for a little
while then it suddenly occurred
to him that, if he looked about, lie
might find the dark eyed girl alone
somewhere. He leaped to his feet
and began the search. She was
not on the promenade deck, nor
in the library, and he had about
decided that she had returned to
her stateroom, when it occurred to
him that she might be on the boat
deck. So he climbed the narrow
stair and emerged upon that lofty
eyrie. No, she could not be here—
it was too windy then, as he
glanced around, he saw, through
the deepening twilight, $ dark fig
ure sitting on a bench in the lee of
one of the boats.
Could, it Jbt^ she He hesitated
to approach near enough to be
sure but at last he mustered up
courage to stroll past.. And then,
in an instant, his cap was off and
his hand extended.
I can't tell you liow glad I am
that you are on the boat!" he be
gan. "May I sit down?"
"Certainly," and she moved a
little, looking up at him, smiling.
I am glad,-too."
"Are you? It's nice of you to
say so, anyway. A voyage is so
dull if there is no one to talk to.
Of course, there id always some
one to talk to—but I don't mean
that kind of talk. I meant plumb
ing the depths—you, know,, that
sort of thing."
"You think I can plumb the
"You certainly plumbed mine
this morning. Not that I have any
great depths," he added, laugh
ing "but your line touched bot
tp*m, and gave me a new feeling
which I think was good for me.
Now, since we're going to know,
each other, I,want to introduce
myself. My name is Webster
named after the real Daniel, but
called Dan so lhat future histor
ians can distinguish between us—
and I earn a precarious living by
chasing news for a New York pa
And my name,'' sherrlisponded
instantly, "is Kasia Yard and I
have earned a precarious living in
many ways-—-I have worked in fac
tory, I have sold papers—I have
even cleaned.the streets."
"Cleaned the streets!"-he re
peated incredulously.
Oh, that was not in America,
she said. was at Warsaw In
I have seen women ,attd rchil-
l^uu MW IUC1H iUTV
wats' and working in the briek-
$hat was bad eiwagh. But
neyw*%ihr? %#een thern^ cleaning
fim) Is ."Did yon go to Munich!"
'/Touwloldhave seentkemdo
"V ,:, .0 r1-
ing it there—as they do it all over
Germany. Had you gone to Chem
nitz, you would have seen them
carrying the hod."
She fell silent, and Dan leaned
back, strangely moved. How
young h« was how little lie knew!
Here was this girl, certainly not
more than 20, who had lived more,
felt more, thought more than he
had ever done who had ideals.
"Miss Yard," he said finally,
in a low voice, "permit me to tell
you something. 1 am just an aver
age fellow with an average brain,
who has gone about all his life
with his eyes only half open—
sometimes not even that. I have
walked up and down Broadway,
and fancied I was seeing life! I
must seem awfully young to you—
I feel a mere infant—intellectual
ly, I mean. But I want to grow up
—it isn't good for a man of 29 to
be a mental Peter Pan. Will you
help me??"
She smiled, the bright, sudden
smile, which he had grown to like
so much, and impulsively she held
out her hand.
"Yes," she said, "I will help,
as far as I can. The best thing I
can do for you is to introduce you
to ray father. He can help far
more than I!"
"Thank you." and he took her
hand and held it. "It was your
father I saw you with?"
"Yes. You will like him. He is
the most wonderful man in the
world. Now I must be going. He
will be looking for me."
He went with her to the lower
deek, then returned to the bench,
and stared thoughtfully out over
the dark sea. What a woman she
was! And then he smiled a little
ashe recalled her last words, "The
most wonderful man in the
wotfld He did not suspect that
the time would come when he
would echo them!
When Dan found his seat in the
dining saloon, that evening, he
glanced up and down the long table
in the hope that Miss Vard and
her father might be among his
neighbors. But they were not, and
it was not until lie was half
through the meal that he descried
them at one of the tables on the
other side of the room. At his
own table there were the usual as
sorted types of the middle class
tourists, his wife and family, most
of them frankly glad that they
were homeward bound, with the
greatest part of their pilgrimage
The sea was smooth and the
great boat forged ahead with
scarcely any motion, so that every
seat was occupied and every one
in good spirits. There was a hum
of talk and rattle of dishes the
white coated stewards scuttled
back and forth, and the scene was
as pleasant as the wholesale hu
man consumption of food can ever
Dan went on with his dinner
with one eye on the far table
where, Miss Vard and her father
were seated but his attention was
distracted for a time by a discus
sion with an Anglomaniac across
th? t$ble started as to the relative
merits of England and America,
and tp which lie could not resist
{contributing a few remarks. When
•he glanced across the saloon again,
he saw that Miss Vard and her
father were no longer there. How
ever, he finished his dinner with
the comfortable consciousness that
the seeond cless quarters were lim
ited, and. that she could hot es
cape from them except by jumping
overboard and when the meal was
ended, he made his: way leisurely
through the lounge and along the
decks in search of her. There
were girls, girls everywhere, but
not the one he sought and finally,
with a little smile, lie mounted the
ladder which led to the after boat
Already other couples,- scouting
about the ship, had discovered the
advantages of its dim seclusion,
and most of the benches in the lee
of the boats and about the little
wireless house w.ere occupied but,
on that one bench, in the shadow
of the after life boat, Dan descried
•a .solitary figures. He advanced
without hesitation.
I was hoping I should. ,• find
yttl," he said.
She moved a little aside, ati an
invitation for him to shiare the
.- .v A.
"I like it up here," -she said,
"with no light but the stars, and
that strange luminous glow along
those wires up yonder."
Looking up, Dan saw that the
gridiron of wires stretched be
tween the masts was, indeed, faint
ly luminous against the sky.
"That's the wireless," he said.
"Listen—you can hear it," and
from the open window of the wire
less house came the vicious snap'
and crackle of electricity. "The
operator is sending a message.'-'
She looked up again at the glow
ing wires.
"I think it the most wonderful
thing in the world!'' she said. I
can't understand it—I can't be
lieve it—and yet, there it is!"
"Yes—and I suppose it has be
come an every day affair to the
operator in there it isn't won
derful to him any more. We forget
how wonderful a lot of things are,
when we get used to them."
."How wonderful everything
is," she corrected "the sunrise,
the ocean
They sat for some time in si
lence, gazing out across the dark
and restless water, touched here
and there with white, as a wave
combed and broke. Then Dan's
gaze wondered to her face. Seen
thus, in the dim light, framed by
her dark hair, it, too. seemed won
derful to him there was about it a
mystic allusiveness, a subtle charm
far more compelling than mere
beauty ever is her eyes had
depths to them
She felt his gaze upon her and
turned her face to him and smiled.
"You may smoke, if you wish."
she said. "I can feel that at the
back of your mind."
When Thomas Shepherd's house in
Manson, Mich., was destroyed in a tor
nado recently, he found that the papers
which he had kept in a bookcp.se had
been scattered to the winds, among
them the deed of his farm. To his great
surprise this was returned to him soon
by a farmer four miles away, who found
it hanging to a wire fence, and seeing
that it was a legal document proceeded
to examine it.
One man whose automobile was in his
barn saw it blown out when the barn
went down, and after rolling over sev
eral times righted itself just, in time
for his lumber wagon to rise in .the air
and drop on top. of it, a,nd as though
that was not enougr. along came a barn
roof and-descended in that spot, cover
ing them both. He thought, of course,
he would find a smashed-machine, but
in spite of the battering it got, when
he took it out and cranked it up, to his
great surprise it ran as well as ever.
More than. 1,000,000 hides are used
annually in the upholstering of motor
For the most part tailored suiti
have beeirthings taboo for the lar«
were all right for hei
slim sWer^ W she was barred b]
her bulk. That has all been change^
a strieUy tuft secure in th
that it will niakr her
ir- sliramer instead of atoutor. E
.W*. "it be comotiv it accord-
•p *olt, that even the larrat womma
®*y w«ar, will he produced.

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