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THE RECORD, KENNA, ; NEW MEXICO.
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.
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CANADA TO SAVE ANTELOPEi
Seton and Graham Have Drawn Plans
for Perpetuation of Rapidly
Dying Prong-Horns.
The rescue and perpetuation of the
telope Is to be undertaken by the Ca
rapidly disappearing prong-horned an
nadlan government. It has enlisted the
services of Ernest Thompson Seton,
the naturalist, and Maxwell Graham,
chief of the zoological division at Ot
tawa, .who have outlined a plan which
promises success. They propose the
establishment of three fenced parks
for antelope In different parts of the
animals' favorite range, on areas not
desirable for agriculture and In regions
stat still contain wild antelope.
The first step was to outline the an
cient and. present range of tht ante
lope, then to ascertain the probable
number at large. 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
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"Did you tell Bigley I was a liar?"
- "No. I just asked him if he knew
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"When I married, my husband was
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