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tn thi-lr plan as h grows up. l-'lften
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SEVENTH INSTALLMENT
CHAPTER XIX.
Tommy hud not gone mad. From the
great roll of shirting material he tore
enough bnmd strips to reach to the
sidewalk, knotted them together, made
a double bowknot which is almoHt bb
easy to sit In as a chair) mude Co
lestla Hit in it, swung tier out of the
window, and lowered her to safety.
Mis own escape wus not as easy, for
every moment thn lire gained upon
him, and he wus unconscionably
scorched, while muking the upper end
of his line fast. A moment after
he reached the sidewalk the line
burned through and fell.
Tommy wag so dazed that when a
reporter asked him what his name
was, he told him, and all his friends
bad the pleasure of reading about the
rescue in the afternoon papers.
rtarcluy and Stilllter were very much
disturbed, and Mary Hluckstone was
so furious with jealousy that she suc
ceeded in making Fitch, who was with
her when she read the paper, furious
ly Jealous, too. Hut he kept this
to himself.
Mary was not only angry with
Tommy and Celestia, but she was
angry with herself.
"It was in my power," she thought,
"to pull thut minx's claws. Tommy
brought her here, and 1 refused to
taka her In. I was a fool. It's nat
ural enough that in a surrounding of
common laboring girls she should
bine out like a superior being. She
is good looking; there's no doubt
about that. And she's probably got a
magnetic voice, and knows how to roll
her eyes and make men feel sorry for
her. And so she's made a fool of
Tommy. Dut put her among the kind
of people he's used to and see how
he'll bear that comparison! When
be sees her trying to eat oysters with
a spoon for instance, and mistaking fa
ther's butler for the president of the
I'nlted States If I'd only taken her In
for a few days and asked people to
meet her! I wonder if it's too late
now ?"
The more she thought along these
lines the less she thought that it was
too late to do anything. Celestia's
address, owing to the notoriety of the
Octagon fire wag now common knowl
edge, and without any exact plan Mary
determined to visit her as a prelim
inary to disillusioning Tommy.
She confided the idea to no one.
The Octagon fire did not really
shake Celestia s faith In herself, ber
origin or her destiny, but It set her
to asking questions. What line must
she draw between herself as a human
being and herself as a celestial? Al
ready certain pains of this earth and
certain pleasures had been thrust
upon her. She had not been able to
prevent the lire, or to escape its ter
rors. No more could she keep her
heart from beutlug a little quicker
whenever she thought of Tommy. Mow
long was she to he a human being?
Until her work was done a tew years
at best. She would have to eat, and
to drink and to sleep. What other in
dulgences could she grunt herself?
Already Tommy hud helped her with
ber work, if only by the fact of saving
her lire so that site could work. If
be could be always near her, wouldn't
lie be always helping? And she
couldn't answer any of these ques
tions satisfactorily. There were two
voices in her mind. One kept saying
"Let yourself go love him it's all
right," while the other kep'. saying "Of
course you are human for the moment,
but you have no right to be as other
humans are. You mustn't let one man
displace from your heart that love of
the whole world which it contains."
"Celestia," Tommy suid to her one
day (his hands still in bunduges from
superficial burns) "if only to be logical
and consistent, you oulil to murry
me. I know that you are absolutely
sincere in the belief thut you are go
ing to make the wholo world happy
I'm a small part or the world. Un
less you make me happy, ami you don't
show any symptoms of doing that, you
can't possibly succeed, can you?"
Celestia considered, half smiling.
Then she said, wholly Binding: "What
did you mean the other day when you
said merely to look at me. merely to
breathe the same air I breathed, mere
ly to bear the sound of my voice was
happiness for you?"
"Oh, Celestia," be said, hopelessly,
"there's no answer to questions like
that. Those are the things that a man
just has to say to the girl he loves. 1
Ion't know w hy be bas to say 'em, hut
he does. Tbey are the truth and not
tfce truth. It's heaven just to look at
JCU. Yes it IS And In the. moment of
& CHARLES
GODDAMW
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MORRIS
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looking it's hell to think that maybe
you are never going to love me and
belong to me."
"Marriage," she said, "is a whole
life's work in itself. And already I've
a whole life's work cut out for me.1
"Celestia," said Tommy, "you are
so wonderful I believe you could da
two whole lifes' works at once. 1 do
And I well maybe 1 could manage one
on my own account; but it wouldn't
be work. It would be doing things
Just couldn't help doing loving you
and trying to make you happy. '
"Tommy," said Celestia, "If now
when we are not even engaged to be
married, you exert yourself In every
way to keep me from going about
among the people and telling them
how the world may be made a better
state, try in fact to keep me all to
yourself, how would it be if we were
married? I've got to go the way I
have been sent to go, and you, with
the law on your side, and all the tra
ditions of a man's rights in marriage
would try to prevent me "
"What If I promised not to?"
"You'd have to promise thut."
"I want you so," exclaimed Tommy,
"that I'll promise anything. Will you
marry me?"
"I don't know, Tommy dear," she
said.
ile drew a long breath, rose and
walked to the window.
"I think not," said Celestia, and
then noting the really tragic expres
sion upon the young man's fuce, she
added, "Hut sometimes I think I'd like
to."
It hud been found necessary to in
stall a telephone in the Douglass
house, on account of the swiftly
spreading range of Celestia's engage
ments. ThlB was now Beard, ringing and a
moment later Freddie the Ferret in
terrupted them to say that someone
wanted to speak with Mr. Hurclay.
Tommy returned from the telephone
looking still more dejected.
"I expected to stay all afternoon,"
he said, "and help you with your
mall; but it seems that my father
wants to see me very urgently and I
suppose I've got to go?"
"Of course you have," suid Celestia,
cheerfully.
"Freddie," said Tommy, "1 neglected
to bang up the receiver, will you do
it?"
It was sometimes hard to get rid
of Freddie.
When the Ferret had gone out, Tom
my made one last appeal to Celestia,
going very close to her and speaking
swiftly in a low voice.
She heard him out gravely, and
at tbe end of his impassioned plead
ing shook ber bead still more gravely.
"When I know what Is right for
me to do," she said, "then I'll tell
you. And what 1 tell you will be final.
There are some debts that people have
no right to pay. Perhaps my life,
which I owe to you. Is such a dabt.
I don't know. Hut I know this, thut if
you want to go on seeing me, you
mustn't make love to me any more.
It makes it so much harder for me
to think clearly. Some morning 1 shall
wake up knowing what I ought to do,
and if I wake up knowing that I ought
not to marry you, then of course, I
won't."
Tears gathered In her eyes, and she
added, "Even though it broke my
heart. Now go."
"Muy I come buck when I've seen
my father?"
"If you'll be good, Tommy."
In spite of their recent differences
of opinion, and Barclay's long series
of disappointments in Tommy, they
met with perfect friendliness, and as
if there had never been any trouble
between them. Ilurclay opened the
conversation with a laughing refer
ence to the Octagon fire.
"1 .used to look for your name on
the sporting page of my newspaper,"
he said, "but now I have to turn to
the accounts of soclulist meetings and
of fires. Was It as close a shave as
the paper made out?"
'It certainly was," said Tommy, "It
wasn't just twice over; It was Ave
times over, and I didn't think my
beard would ever grow again. '
'(low did the famous Celestia be
have?
"Uke a brick, except when she
fainted after getting all the other girls
out."
"I am very interested to see her,"
said Barclay, "and to hear her speuk.
A friend of mine heurd her address
the Shirtmukers' t'nlon, after the fire,
and came away talking like a lunatic.
How does she impress you?"
"As a speaker?"
Hnrclny smiled and nodded. Tommy
blushed and did not smile.
"She has a beautiful voice,' he said,
'she seems to speak to one person at
a time until everyone has been spoken
to. Tbe most Interesting part is her
power of convincing people. Mt-n
whom I have known to have oppo
site theories seem to come right around
to her way of thinking"
Ilurclay appeared to be somewhat
impressed. Ile did not speak for some
moments, but studied the chandelier
and tapped-his knee with an ivory let
ter opener. Then he turned once more
to Tommy, and asked him a question. J
"Where do you come in?"
"I'm very fond of her," said Tom
my, simply.
"Hum!"
"Perhaps I should put It more
strongly."
"Do you mean that you are paying
her serious attentions?"
"In so far as she will receive them."
"I'm very sorry," aald Barclay.
"I'm sorry, that you are sorry."
"Iletter go away, Tommy. It will
hurt, but not for long. Why not tuke
a few friends' for a cruise. I'll send
you round the world, if you like. You
can hobnob with maharajas and Malay
potentates, catch inahseer, shoot
tigers, race elephants "
"Don't you think I'm old enough
to know my own mind?"
"How about her career? She seems
to be doing good In the world. Few
are. You don't want to spoil her
life."
"Oh, It's no use arguing," Bald
Tommy, rising, "I must marry her
If she will have me. Even if I thought
it wrong and unfair, I am no longer a
free agent."
"How will you support her?"
"Why"
Barclay shook bis head.
"You've bad a great deal of money
to spend. What have you saved?"
"I'm not a mouse," suid Tommy.
"And you are nni a cut. You are
cutting me off, because you honestly
think it will be for my good. Well, God
knows I don't know how to make a liv
ing, but I cun try."
"Whenever you chunge your mind
about Celestia, or give ine a definite
promise that you will not try to marry
her, I sliull be more thun glud to put
you once more upon your old footing."
"Well," said Tommy, "we've had a
good many differences of opinion, but
we've never quarreled, have we?"
He held out his hand.
"My hat off," said Barclay, "to the
best sportsman I have ever known."
But in his heart he thought that
Tommy would very soon tire of earn
ing a living, and his word went forth
to the effect that be would not look
with approval on any institution which
should offer salaried employment to
Tommy Barclay. And from one insti
tution to another this word spread like
rumor.
Hut Tommy did not at once look for
employment. Of course that, consid
ering how difficult it is to find employ
ment, would have been a sensible thing
to do. Hut he did what a lover would
do. He went at once to look for
Celestia.
Meanwhile no less important a per
son than Mary Bluckstone had looked
for Celestia and found her. Descend
ing from a twelve-thousand-dollar car
of foreign make, she bad rung the
front door bell of the Douglass house
and been admitted by Freddie tbe Fer
ret, whose chief pleasure tn life it
bad become to be efer as near Celes
tia as possible, to do chores for ber
and to run ber errands.
"You want to see ber?" ssked Fred
die. "Celestia? Yes."
"Step right in."
He ushered ber into a front room
where Celestia wus busy at a table
covered with papers.
"High-flyer to see you," announced
Freddie, and withdrew.
Celestia rose and came shyly for-
"I'vt got Something Hera
ward. She did not know her visitor
by nume. She had never seen her be
fore. Hut something told her that the
slim beautiful dark girl in the tailor
made suit was not altogether a
stranger.
"Should I have made an appoint
ment?" asked Miss Illackstone.
"Surely not. This is much simpler.
Won't you sit down?"
Mary was careful to choose a chair
which stood with its hack to tha
light.
"I came," she said, "upon a most
delicate errand."
"Yes."
"We have a mutual friend"
"Mr. Harcluy?"
"How did you gueBS?"
"None of my other friends would
be at all likely to be a friend of yours,
too. All my friend In this world, so
far, are either poor people or labor
ers." "All but Mr. Ilurclay?"
Celestia nodded.
"I've come to speak to you about
him. He has, as you know, a great fu
ture before him. He is the idol of hit
father's heart, and one of the best
loved young men in New York. Ills
friends very naturally please don't
misunderstand me it's nothing
against you but we've all beard of
the melodraraatlo Octagon lire rescue,
and we all know how susceptible he is
to romance and beauty and you ate
if )SBt
Ac:, h-y
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. . mabM?iM'i futtf
beautiful. Do yon wind If I say that.
You are perfectly beautiful"
"But I belong to a different station
In life than this mutual friend of ours
who is so susceptible to romance and
beauty, and you have come to beg
off for him with arguments about blast
ed prospects and nined careers and
social ostracism?
Though Celestia spoke with great
gentleness Miss Ulackstone was for
a moment greatly taken aback. Hut
recovering she laughed good-naturedly
and said:
"You are not only beautiful but clev
er. You read me like a book. And
this being so, you must see just as
clearly as I that it wouldn't do."
"Hut suppose "
"Think of his future, my dear girl,
Let him off!"
"Suppose he doesn't want to be let
off?"
"Of course he won't want to be let
pff till afterward."
"Why couldn't I make blm a good
wife?"
"You are too sensible to ask ques
tions like that. You couldn't expect
bis friends to"
"Receive me? Perhaps not. And
yet I speak a number of languages;
I bave your word for it that I have
good looks. At tuble my chief weapon
la a fork. I am young and healthy,
and I haven't been long enough In this
world to have a past. Am I so utterly
different then from other people in so
ciety? Is it against me thut I work
hard and feel that I have a mission In
life?"
"Perhaps,"
"If I am to let him off you must
give me a butter line of reasoning than
maybes and perhapses. What if my
whole happiness was bound up in him
his In me? If I told you thut we were
already married "
"Oood God!" exclaimed Mary.
"Don't worry," said Celestia, "we
are not. Hut I am certainly not going
to give him up on the grounds that I
am not his social equal."
"Your motives will aways be under
suspicion. Don't yri know that you
are a penniless girl and that he will
be worth millions?"
"He never told me that," said Ce
lestia, "but so much the better. Hon
esty Is the most useful thing in the
world, and next comes money."
"Hut to marry for money!" Miss
IHackstone expressed contempt in
every line of her firmly-cut mouth.
Celestia said nothing and looked
amusedly inscrutlble.
"If he does marry you," said Miss
Bluckstone, suddenly losing control
of her temper at the look on Celestia's
face, "people will say it was because
be had to. Two can't camp In tbe
North Woods without a chaperon and
escape malicious talk."
"It would seem so," said Celestia
slowly. And she started to turn very
pink and ended by turning white. And
there began to barn suddenly in her
breast a feeling of which until that
moment she had known nothing. Sweet
she was, gracious and good. She
thought she had been sent by heaven
to help everybody In the world. Never
theless those sharp burning pangs
which she was enduring were jealousy.
"You love him yourself," she said
quickly, "and so I think I will marry
him after all."
"One can't argue except with an
That You Do Know About."
equal," said Miss Ulackstone, and
turned upon ber heel.
As she left the house, Tommy Bar
clay was on the point of entering It.
She was so angry that she cut him
dead.
H smiled, but not altogether wfth
amusement, for nobody really likes to
be cut by anybody, and went in to Ce
lestia. He expected to find her as usual,
friendly, cool, well poised and aloof.
She was none of these things. Tears
were Just going to overflow her eyes
and ruu down her face, and as for be
ing aloof, she no sooner saw Tommy
than she ran to him, as a child runs
to Its nurse, and flung her arms
about his neck and told blm that she
loved him and would marry him
"right away," she said.
Poor Tommy! He held her close and
caressed her, and there was a big
lump tn his throat, and never a word
that he could say until at last the
meanlpg of his silence was clear to
Celestia and she tore herself loose
from him.
"Now It's you," she cried, "who won't
marry me."
"Oh, Celestia," cried Tommy, "How
can I? I haven't a penny in tbe
world!"
CHAPTER XX.
A dozen of tha most Important men
AM
"We'll Run You as Senstor From Pennsylvania. And You'll Do as You'ra
Toldl"
in the United States were gathered
In Barclay s office upon his urgent in
vltatlon. Celestia was already making
such a Mtir in the city among the poor
that Barclay and Stilllter bad conciud
ed that the time was ripe to try her
effect on the rich and efficient. Only
men whom they could trust were pres
ent The lust to arrive was Kehr, tbe
coal baron. His word wus as good as
his bond, and except that be spent
oceans of money on Chinese antiques,
he was said to bq the stingiest mun In
'ennsylvanla.
Professor Stilllter hud been telling
of some recent experiments In hyp
notism of which be had just received
the account from an Arabian corre
spondent. As Kehr entered he caught
the word "hypnotism" and snorted
'All rubbish," he exclaimed. "Might's
well believe in ghosts, I'd like to see
anyone hypnotize me!"
Aftet thia he shook hunds with Har
cluy and the others, last of all with
Stilllter.
"You don't believe in hypnotism,'
aald Stilllter. "because you don't
know anything about It. I've got
something here, though, thut you do
know about, none better."
So saying, he took from its case that
famous crystal of which mention has
been made.
'It's not the biggest In the world,
he suid, "but It's the best."
Kehr's eyes sparkled, but he only
grunted, as he took the crystal Into
bis hand.
'Take it to the light," said Stilllter,
and be followed Kehr to the nearest
window. Barclay nudged the man
nearest him, and winked one eye.
"I am not rich," said Stilllter, quiet
ly, "but I will give you a thousand dol
lars if you can find a flaw or an im
perfection of any sort in that crys
tal." Kehr brought the crystal so near bis
eyes that they had to cross to see It
and be begun to turn it slowly this
way and that. Stilllter kept up a run
nlng Are of comment In the same quiet
even tone. Last, he said, "Why, you
must have had a bad night. You can
hardly keep your eyes open; better
just let 'em shut and bave a little
nap"
He reached around Kehr from be
hind and quickly took the crystal
away from them. Then he turned to
his audience.
Did I hear someone say put up Job?
I hopa not. It wouldn't have been
worth while. Why, he was easier to
hypnotize than a chicken. Tell the
gentlemen how easily you were hyp
notized. Turn and face them first,
make a little bow. That's a fine fel
low. Now then!"
Kehr spoke In a dully monotonous
voice:
"Ladies and gentlemen," he said, "I
was easier to hypnotize thun a chick
en."
"Spoken like a mun!" exclaimed
Stilllter. Tears of luugliter were run
ning down Harcluy's face. He wiped
them away.
"Some of us do think this is a put
up job. Stilllter," he suid. "Make him
do something more Important."
"Well," said Stilllter, "we all know
Mr. Kehr for a man who in money
matters Is conspicuously backward
about coming forward. I might make
him dunce for you. sing for you, eat
soap or stand on his head. Still you
would think thut it might be a put up
Job. It wouldn't cost him a cent."
He turned to Kehr and In a voice of
command suid: "Sit down at that desk
In the first position of writing."
Kohl obeyed.
"Take a sheet of paper. Ink your
pen. t'repore to write. )Vrlte as I
dictate: Dear Professor, I. O. U. ten
million dollars."
Kehr finished and there was a cran
ing of necks to see whnt he had writ
ten. The I. O. U. was passed from
hand to hand.
Suddenly Sturtevant broke the si
lence.
This," he said, "Is only a scrap of
paper. It hasn t cost him a cent
yet."
"Truo." said Stilllter, "well then,"
ho turned to Kehr.
"Have you any money with you?"
"Yes."
"Sny, yes sir."
Kehr did this, and then produced
from an Inner pocket a thick roll of
yellow-backs surrounded by a broad
rubber band.
"I think It would be pleasant it you
distributed them among the gentle
men present.
He begun to do so, when, suddenly
Stilllter waked him.
Kehr looked at what remained of
his great roll and his jaw dropped.
He Htnmmered. Then his brows
knitted and the sweat came.
Stilllter handed him the I. O. U.
"There Is no hurry about this," he
said sweetly; "still If you could let me
have a couple of million on account."
"It's my writing," suid Kehr, "but
I don't remember writing It."
He was in agony.
"And still you don't believe In hyp
notism?" "That crystal I"
He turned a pained astonished face
from one to another.
"You may tear up that I. 0. U.," suid
SUIIiter grandly. "Hut we shall keep
the actuul cush you have distributed
as a souvenir of the occasion."
Just then a door opened quietly, and
Barclay's private secretary ushered
Celestia Into the room. Tbe capital
ists rose as one man. It was thels
homage to dignity and beauty. Ilur
clay stepped quickly forward.
"Thank you for coming," he said.
"We are busy men, and It is difficult
for us to get to hear you. Hut from
what I have gathered It seemed to me
thut we ought to bear you. And now,"
be smiled with a kind of gentle old
fashioned gallantry, "I am sure of it."
Her eyes lingered a moment with
Barclay's and he looked away. Then,
her lips parted in a serene smile, she
looked slowly at each of the others.
"You don't look like evil men," she
said. "Hut I have been told that you
grind the poor, and that there Is no
mercy tn you. Hut that's all rubbish,
isn't It?"
Rubbish or not, they all looked a lit
t'e ashamed of themselves.
"Of course you've made mistakes,''
she went on sweetly, "but that wasn't
malice, was it? It was ignorance. Foi
you can't want the poor to remain
poor, and thn wretched, wretched. I
have been sent to show you how this
great house, which we call the world,
may be clean and fit for human beings
to live in. You shall ask me questions
If you don't understand." And then
she spoke for a long time, gently and
persuasively, looking slowly from face
to face, using simple words that chil
dren might have understood.
In a far corner of the room, Stilllter
stood. His eyes never left ber, and
he looked like a man laboring under a
groat strain.
Tbe effect of Celestia upon tbe capi
talists was curious. At first they looked
cynical and amused, but physically
attracted to her. Then they looked
Interested, and then astonished. Only
Kehr retained his expression of
shrewd conservatism. Now and then
he asked a terse question, and did not
seem convinced by her answers. But
to the others, after a while her an
swers seemed unanswerable.
"And so," she finished, "I don't ask '
you to give up anything. You shall
even have more If you must. I only
nsk you to help me with the others
to see thut the billions which are
wasted shan't be wasted so that
through cleanliness we shall do away
with disease, and that through the
generul well-being, every man, woan
and child shall have a right to be
happy.
'How about the constitution?"
snapped Kehr.
"Some of you," suid Celestia, "will
sit in the convention which is to write
tbe new constitution."
He gave a hoarse, harsh laugh.
"How about the solid South?"
Celestia shook her head at him as at
a pugnacious and pig-headed child.
We shall have to liquefy it," she
said. Then, her voice, once more
became grave, and her great eyes
swept the circle.
"Who is going to help me?" she
naked; "we shall need millions mil
lions In money millions in brains"
Barclay stepped swiftly to her sido,
t-na with that same smile of gentle,
old-fashioned gullantry:
'My dear," he said. "Don't worry
about that."
And he turned to the others:
"You have heard a new gospel In-
the world," be said. "If it's a Dice
dream I'm crazy, acntlemen what
she wishes cun be done. And if you
are with us, It shall be done."
One by one they came forward, like
men In a trance, and shook hands with
CtleBtia. All but Kehr.
'Anything to stand in with old
friends," he said, "especially when
that's the side your bread's buttered
on; but if It's a question of believing
that what wo've listened to Is any
thing but nonsense, you can count me
out."
We'll run you," said Barclay, "as
senator from Pennsylvania. And yoall'
do as you're told."
Celestia laughed merrily.
(TO Uli CONTINUED.)

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