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PLACE 1 HQNEY- synopsis. .MOONS ' CD. Jif ora e Toscana-was singing In , Paris, which, perhaps, accounted for Ed ward Courtiandt'a appearance there. MuU tlmllltonalre, he wandered about where funcy dictated. He might be In Paris one day and Kamchatka the next. Following - the opera he goen to a cafe and Is ac- 'gave him the addrefta of Klnra Dpnimntw. bvnivu uy a Drenv voune woman.. Mne vocal rival of Toscana, and Flora gives imn ins aaaress or Hleanora, whom he Is .determined to see. Courtlandt enters f Eleanora'a apartments, She orders him out and shoots at him. The next day Paris Is shocked by the mysterious dis appearance of the prima donna. Realizing iimi. hi may De suspected or the abduc tion of Eleanora Courtlandt arranges for num. jcipanora reappears una accuses Courtlandt of having abducted her. His alibi la satisfactory to the police and the charge Is dismissed. Eleanora flees to Lake Como to rest after the shock. She -is rouowed by a number of her admirers, . among them the nrlncn who ronllv nrn. cured her abduction. Courtlandt also goes to Como and there meets Jimmle Harrl gan, retired prizefighter and father of El- Aannm nrH-ia.. MoT -mm. 1. XTAV UnL fan. Harrigan takes Courtlandt into his . isvor at once. He Introduces Courtlandt to his daughter, but the latter gives no Sign Of ever hnvlnff mat him hafArn Sho tudlously avoids him. Nora's confessor cents a mystery involving Nora and Courtlandt He takes a strong fancy to tna youtisT mon CHAPTER IX Continued. "I was asleep when the pistol went off. ; Oh, you muBt believe that It was' purely accidental! She was In a ter rible state until morning. What if , she had killed you, what If she had uucii juu: dub Beemea 10 narp upon 1 that phrase." v " Courtlandt turned a sober face to- IplllAil I , . 1 waru CRr Nnn m rnr no sinrora onn , then again she might be playing the first game over again, In a different guise. "It would have been embar rassing if the bullet had found its ... mark," .He met her eyes squarely, and - she saw "that his were totally free from surprise or agitation, or Interest. "Will you be here long?" "It depends." "Upon Nora?" persistently. "The weather." - . "You are hopeless." most optimistic man In the world." ana loo&ea into mis reply very care fully. If he had hopes of winning .? Nora Harrigan, optlmlBtio he certainJy must be. - Perhaps it was not optim ism. Rather might -it not be a pur pose made of steel, bendable but not breakable, reinforced by a knowledge of conditlonswhich she would have given worlds to learn? r "Is she not beautiful?" "I am not a poet." "Walt a moment," her eyes widen , Ing. "I believe you know who did commit that outrage." For the flrBt time he frowned. "Very well; I promise not to ask any more questions." ;That would be very agreeable to me." Then, as if he realized the rude ness of his reply, he added: "Before . I leave I will tell you all you wish to know, upon one condition." "Tell it!" "You will say nothing to any one, you will question neither MIhs Harri gan nor myself, nor permit yourself to be questioned." "I agree." Ana now, win you not take me over to your friei ds?" "Over there?" aghast "Why, yes. We can sit upon the grass. They seem to be having a good time." What a man! Take him over. Into the enemy's camp? Nothing would be more agreeable to her. Who would be the stronger, Nora or this provok ing man? . 80 they crossed over and Joined the group. The padre smiled. It was a . situation such as he loved to study: a strong man and a strong woman, at war. But nothing happened; not a ripple anywhere to disclose the agita- , tlon beneath. The man laughed and the woman laughed, but they spoke . not to each other, nor looked once Into each other's eyes. The sun was dropping toward the western tops. The guests were loav Wj? by twos and threes. The colonel had prevailed upon his dinner guests not to bother about going back to the Tilings to dress, but to dine In the clothes they wore. Finally, none re mained 'ml Karrigao,. Abbott, the Barone, the jmdre and Courtlandt. And they talked noisily and agreeably con cernlng man affairs until Rao gravely announced that dinner was served. It was only then, during the lull which followed, that light was shed upon the puzzle which had been sub consciously stirring Harrlgan's mind: Nora had not once spoken to the son of his old frleud. CHAPTER X. Everything But the Truth. "I don't see why the colonel didn't invite some of the ladles," Mrs. Har rigan complained. "It's a man party. He's giving It to please himself. And I do not blame him. The women about here treat him abominably. They come at all times of the day and night, use hlg card room, order his servants about, drink his whisky "and smoke his cig arettes, and generally Invite them selves to luncheon and tea and dinner, And then, when they, are ready to go back to their villas or hotel, take his motor-boat without a thank you. The colonel, has about three thousand pounds outside his half-pay, and they are all crazy to marry him because his sister is a countess. As a bach elor he can live like a prince, but as a married man he would have to dig. He told me that if he had been born Adam, he'd .have climbed over Eden's walls long before the ' Angel of the Flaming Sword paddled him out. Saiis he's always going to be a bachelor, unless I take pity on him," mischievi ously. , . ' "Has he . . .?' in horrified tones. "About three times a visit," Nora admitted; "but I told him that I'd be a daughter, a coubIii, or a niece to him, or even a grandchild. The latter pre sented too many complications, so we compromised on niece." '. "I wish I knew when you were seri ous and when you were fooling." "I am often as serious when I am fooling as I am foolish when I am seri ous ..." "Nora, you will have me shrieking in a minute!" despaired the mother. "Did the colonel really propose to you?" ' "Only In fun." - Celeste laughed and threw her arm around the mother's-walef, leBB ample She Picked Up the Vloleta. than substantial. "Don't you caret Nora Is being pursued by little devils and is venting her spite on us." 'There'll be too much' Burgundy and tobacco, to say nothing of, the awful stories." , "With the good old padre there? Hardly," said Nora. Celeste waB a French woman. "I confess that I like a good story that isn't vulgar. And none of them look like men who would stoop to vul garity." "That's about all you know of men," declared Mrs. Harrigan. "I am willing to give them the bene fit of a doubt" "Celeste," cried Nora, gaily, "I've an idea. Supposing you and I run back after dinner and hide In the card room, which is right across from the dining room? Then we can Judge for ourselves." "Nora Harrigan!" "Molly Harrigan!" mimicked the In corrigible. "Mother mine, you must learn to recognize a Jest" "Ah, but yours!" "Fine!" cried Celeste. As If to put a final period to the discussion, Nora began to hum aud ibly an aria from Aida. They engaged a carriage In the vil lage and were drlvtw up to the villa. On the way Mrs. Harrigan discussed the stranger, Edward Courtlandt. What a fine looking young man he was, and how adventurous, how well-connected, how enormously rich, and what an ex cellent catch! She and Celeste the one Innocently and the other provo catively continued the subject to the very doors of the villa. All the while Nora hummed softly. "What do you think of him, Nora?" the mother Inquired. "Think of whom?" "This Mr. Courtlandt." . "Oh, I didn't pay much attention to him," carelessly. But once alone with Celeste, she seized her by the arm, a little roughly. "Celeste, I love you better than any outsider I know. But if you ever discuss that man In my presence again, I shall cease to regard you even as an acquaintance. He has come here for the purpose of annoy ing me, though he promised the pre fect in Paris never to annoy me again." "The prefect!" . ' "Yes. The morning I left Versailles I met him In the private office of the prefect He had powerful friends who aided him In establishing an ailbl. was only a woman, so I didn't count" "Nora, If I have meddled In any way," proudly, "it has been because I love you, and I see you unhappy You have- nearly killed me with your sphinx-like actions. You have never asked me the result of my spying for you that night Spying la not one of my usual vocations, but I did it gladly for you." . -.. "You gave him my address?" coldly. "I did not. I convinced him that I had come at the behest of Flora Deal- mono. He demanded her address, which I gave him. If ever there was a man In a fine rage, It was ha aa he left me to go there.- If he found out where we lived, the Calabrlan assisted him. I spoke to him rather plainly at tea. He said that he had had noth ing whatever to do with the abduc tion, and I believe him. I am positive that he is not the kind of man to go that far and not proceed to the end. And now, will you please tell Carlos to bring my dinner to my room?" The impulsive Irish heart was not to be neslsted. Nora wanted to remain firm, but Instead she swept Celeste Into her arms. ''Celeste, don't be angry! I am very, very unhappy." If the Irish heart was Impulsive, the French one was no less so. .Celeste wanted to cry out that she was un happy, too. "Don't bother to dress! Just give your hair a pat or two. We'll all three dine on the balcony." Celeste flew to her room. Nora went over to the casement window and stared at the darkening mountains When she turned toward the dresser she was astonished to find two bou quets. One was an enormous bunch of violets. The other was of simple marguerltles. She picked up the Vio lets. There weta a card without a name; but the phrase scribbled across the face of It was sufficient- She flung the vloleta far down Into the grape vines below. The action was without anger, excited rather by a contemptu ous indifference. As for the simple marguerites, she took them up ginger ly. The arc these described through the air was even greater than that performed by the violets. "I'm a silly fool, I suppose," she murmured, turning back Into the room again. It was ten o'clock when the colonel bade his guests good night as they tumbled out of his motor boat They were in more or less exuberant spirits, for the colonel knew how to do two things particularly well: order a din ner, and avoid the many traps set for him by scheming mammas and ell: gible widows. Abbott, the Barone and Harrigan, arm In arm, marched on ahead, whistling one tune In three different keys, while Courtlandt set the pace for the padre. All through the dinner the padre had watched and listened. Faces were gen erally books to him, and he read In this young man's face many things that pleased him. This was no night rover, a fool over wine and women, a spendthrift "There haa been a grave mistake somewhere," he mused aloud, thought fully. "I beg your pardon." said Court landt "I beg yours. I was thinking aloud. How long have you known the Har rlgans?" "The father and mother I never saw before today." "Then you have met Miss Harrigan?" "I have seen her on the stage." "I have the happiness of being her confessor." They proceeded quite as far aa a hundred yards before Courtlandt vol unteered: "That must be Interesting." "She Is a good Catholic." "Ah, yes; I recollect now.". "And youf "Oh, I haven't any religion such as requires my presence in churches. Don't misunderstand me! As a boy I was bred in the Episcopal church; but I have traveled so much that I have drifted out of the circle. I find that when I em out In the open, In the heart of some great waste, such as a desert, a sea, the top of a moun tain, I can see the greatness of the Omnipotent far more clearly and hum bly than within the walls of a ca thedral." 'You believe In the tenets of Chris tianity?" "Surely! A man must pin his faith and hope to something more stable than humanity." "I ehotili like to convert you to my way of thinking," simply. "Nothing is impossible. Who knows?" The padre, as they continued on ward, offered many openings, but the young man at his side refused to be drawn Into any confidence. So the padre gave up, for the futility of his efforts became irksome. His own lips were sealed, so he could not ask point blank the question that clamored at the tip of his tongue. "So you are Miss Harrigan' con fessor?" "Does It strike you strangely r "Merely the coincidence." "If I were not her confessor I should take the liberty of asking you some questions." "It Is quite possible that I should decline to answer them." The padre shrugged. "It Is patent to me that you will go about this af fair In your own way. I wish you well." "Thank you. As Miss Harrlgan's confessor you doubtless know every thing but the truth." The padre laughed this time. The shops were closed. The open res taurants by the water front held but few Idlers. The padre admired the young man's Independence. Most men would have hesitated not a second to pour the tale Into his ears In hope of material assistance. The padre's ad miration was equally proportioned with respect ' "I leave you here," he said. "You will see me frequently at the villa." "I certainly shall be there frequent ly. Good night." Courtlandt quickened his pace which soon brought him alongside the others. They stopped in front of Abbott's pen sion, and he tried to persuade them to come up for a nightcap. "Nothing to It, 'my boy," said Har rigan. "I need no nightcap on top of cognac 48 years old. For me that's a whole suit of pajamas." "You come, Ted." (TO BE CONTINUED.) LET 'HUBBY' SLEEP AT NIGHT If Baby Cries, Walk It to Sleep, Is Ad vice That Is Offered to Wives. If your husband Is of the rare and adorable variety who offers to take charge of the child at night, thank heaven for having given you such a man, and decline the offer, advises a writer In Mother's Magazine. Should your health be unequal to the strain of both night and day work, It will probably pay better in the long run for some one to be hired to spare you than for him to give his strength to the task. That Is a problem for cir cumstances to solve. The point I wish to emphasize in this connection is. that you are neither to feel aggrieved If your husband doesn't claim the right to share in the night care of the child, nor permit him to lose his sleep If he pleads a desire to act as assist ant nurse. If you have made the mistake of asking your husband to look after the child at night, try to look at the mat ter reasonably. He might have been gracious enough to tell you why he felt his sleep of such Importance that he was not Justified In foregoing it, even to spare you, but there are men who don't see things In that way and he may be one of them. That does not change the fact, I repeat, that he cannot do his best for you and the kid dles when deprived of the proper amount of slumber, and the truth that it Is for you and the kiddles that he works may help you to overlook the ungraciousness. WITH NATURE'S HAIR DYE Young Lady Visitor to South America Changed Her Blonde Locka to a Brilliant Red. A young woman ran down the gangway of the ship Just In from South American ports, and flung her arms about the neck of a man who had been waving to her. "Gracious, Natalie!" he cried, what's the matter with your hair? It's red, and It was blonde when you went away." "Oh," smiled the young woman, that's the result of a shampoo from the water of a little lake In lea, Peru." She told that during a recent visit to lea she had found that the Indians there bad their hair tinted every Im aginable color. She learned that they dyed their hair with the waters of several small lakes In lea, all of which contained water of different colors. 'I thought that I would look so much better if my hair was a deep red, so I went to the lake containing the reddish water, named Huacachlna, and shampooed my hair. It certainly worked fne." Kaiser as a Cenepr. The kaiser has forbidden the produc tion at Herr Reinhardt's Deutsches theater of a play called "Ferdinand, Prince of PrusBla," on the ground that one of the characters Is a member of the Prussian royal family. There Is no appeal from the kaiser's censor ship. Dally Thought Little minds are turned and sub dued by misfortune, but great minds ritw above it Irving. 2 Selected Olives Every no from Seville, long famed as the Loin of the world's bast olive. Only the pick of the crop is offered to yon under the Libby label. Sweet, Sour and Dill Pickles Nature's finest, pat ap like the borne mado kind and aH your trouble saved. 1 bu extra quality U tin of all lobby's Pickle and Con. dimente and there U real economy in their om, Iiuitt on Libby', r libby, l McNeill . 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The combined evi dence of many game wardens and mounted police shows that there are between 1,000 and 1,500 antelopes still at large In the Canadian northwest Prior to the hard winter of 1906 and 1907, there were at least ten times as many; but that long, fierce spell of frost and deep snow killed them off by thousands. Quite a Different Matter. "Did you tell Bigley I was a liar?" - "No. I just asked him if he knew you were." HIT THE SPOT. Pott urn Knocked Out Coffee All. There's a good deal of satisfaction and comfort In hitting upon the right thing to rid one of the varied and constant ailments caused, by coffee drinking. "Ever since I can remember," writes an Ind. woman, "my father bas been a lover of his coffee, but the continued use of It so affected hia stomach that he could' scarcely eat at times. 1 "Mother had coffee-headache and dizziness, and if I drank coffee for breakfast I would taste It all day an 4 usually go to bed with a headache. 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