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    DAKOTA COUNTY HERALD; DAKOTA CITY, NEBRASKA.
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SYNOPSIS.
Conen-ssman Htumllgh nticl the Womnn.
bellovlnp themselves In lovo, spend n,
trial wrek ns man and wlf In u hotel
In northern Now York under anaumod
names. Tho Woman nwakens to tho fact
that nliu does not lovo Standlah and calls
their engagement orf Blandish protests
Undying- devotion. Wanda Kelly, tolo
phono Kirl at tho Hotel lCeswlck, Wash
ington. Is loved by Tom Blako, son of the
political boss of tho houRo. Ho proposes
marrlauo and Is refused. Sho jjlvon as
one of her roasons her determination to
Kot revenue on Jim Hlako for rulnlnc hor
father, Congressman Frank K. Kollv.
Concrensman Blandish, turned lnnrirnt
is flRhtlni; the Mulllni bill, a measure lir
iiio interests 01 ine railroads. The ma
chine Is seeking means to discredit Stand
Urn In tho hopo of pushing tho hill
through. Itobertson, son in-law of Jim
BUkn. and tho latter's candidate for
speaker of tho house, tries to win Bland
ish over, and failing, threatens to ills
Into his past. Jim lllake finds out about
me episouc 01 nvo years back at tho
northern New York hotel. Ho seniles all
the facts except tho namo of the Woman
ana proposes to uso the story as a club
to forco Standlsh to allow the Mulllns bill
to pass. Jim make lays a trap to secure
tho namo of the Woman. Ho tells Miss
Kolly that he Is coin to have a talk with
Standlsh. and that at Its conclusion tho
latter will call up a number on tho tele
phone to warn tho Woman. Ho offers
Miss Kelly J10O for that number At the
conclusion of the Interview with niako,
Rtandlsh gets a New York wlro ond calls
Plaza 1001. A fow minutes later Itobert
son tells Miss Kelly to call I'lnza 1001 and
(ret his wlfo or one of the servants on the
Rhone. Miss Kelly refuses to Klvo Jim
lake tho number called by Blandish.
Blake has a story of Hia Htandlah cptaodo
prepared ready to send out ns soon as tho
Woman's nam Is learned. IStakn'n daugh
ter Grace arrives with hur husband Gov
ernor Itobertson. Miss Kelly calls on
Grace to worn her that her pood name In
threatened by Impending exposure of
(Handlsli and Is Innulloil for her nnlnfi.
Oraco appeals to Btandlsh to Rtvo up tho
flr'it In ordrr to protect her nimn. Ho
refuses. Oraco sends for Miss Kellv,
apologizes for her mdenrna and boi;.i
Wanda's assistance AVanda declares sho
v"l n" -' h"tTv '-n WnWn. The ma
chine atlempls again to forco Blandish
out of t'v lUht. v-Minut success" Ulalto
calls up tho Asjoclated Press to ordpr tlirt
nuhllrfttloTi of the storv but Is cut off and
communication Is restored too lato to got
tho story Into the morning papers. Hob.
ertson attempts to force Miss Kelly to
reveal tho Woman's name. Sho Is threat
ened with Imprisonment for culling ofr
Hlake s conversation wllh tho Associated
Press uecHiisp nf 1 i-r i t-fiinal to give the
numbor called by Btandlsh. Grnco ndmlti
that sho knows the name of the Woman
and her husband demands that sho tell 11.
CHAPTER XXI.
Jim Blake, Loser.
And bo for an instant thoy Htood. It
wiw an odd tnhlonu: Oraco, holplcss,
shaking, dumb; Wanda, her arms
clasped. protcctlngly about tho unhood-
ing Woman, who did not bo much aa
rcallzo tholr "presence nor feel tho
warm sympathy of their embrace;
Mark, his triumph tinged with impa
tience at his wlfo's hesitation; Blake,
till gripping tho telephone and glow
ering in angry surprise at the lawyor;
Van Dyke grim, alert, master of tho
moment, his lean face set In lines of
unwonted sadness.
And It was Van Dyko who broke tho
brief Bllence. His precise dry volco
was tinged by a note of something al
most solemn as bo addressed Robert
son. "Mark," ho said, "Miss Kolly has
told ua that sho promlsod tho tho
Woman not to toll. When did sho
mako that promlso?"
"What does that matter now?" snnp
pod Mark. "Wo"
"Sho never heard of tho afTalr until
early this evening. So It must bo
slnco thon that sho talked with tho
Woman about It. Miss Kolly has beon
on duty downstairs ever Blnco six,
ociock. ano has not loft this hotel.
How could sho havo communicated
with tho Woman V
"By telephone. If"
"I think not," donlod Van Dyke, tho
cold sorrow In his volco now apparent
to every ono. "Tho Woman is hero
in this houso."
"So much tho bottorl" declared
Blako, again picking up tho tolophono.
Van Dyko, in gloomy wonder, turn
ed on his chief.
"You havo often boasted, Jim," said
ho, "that you owe your success to tho
fact you seo things Just a second soon
er than othor people, Don't you un
derstand oven yot?"
"No," growlod Blako, "I don't. Out
with it, man I What aro you trying to
get at? Don't boat about tho bush.
"You're wanting !lm that wo hayon't
got."
Van Dyko faced Roborstonj his loan
faco working.
"Mark"," ho said, tapping tho dupli
cate telephone list, "your house In
Now York is charged hero with two
calls. We thought It was a tnlstnko
, it
A wordless gurglo from Jim Blako
Interrupted him. Tho tolophono was
sot down by n hand that shook as
though from palsy. For a Blnclo in
stant the heavy-lidded oyos wore whol
ly, starkly unvollod In a glare of un
believing horror. Thon thoy turned
tupldly upon Oraco who bowod hor
bead in a spasm of hysterical unchock
ed weeping boforo tho panic quory in
tnelr garo.
Wanda Kelly wound her arms tight
REALLY WASNT A GOUGER
Native of Arkansas Traveled Oeven
MIIm for 16 Cents, and Wat
More Than Satisfied.
Telling further of tho horseback
trip made by himself and Ed Wilson
through the wilds of Arkansas, an
allusion to which appeared in this
column Saturday, says tho Kansas
City Times, Harry Rubey rclatos In
tho Macon Times-Democrat, tho fol
lowing story, in which a native, who
bad gone six or seven miles out of
his way In a pouring rain, after dark,
to give tho travelers tholr propor
bearings, figures amusingly:
" 'How much do wo owo you, my
friend?' I askod, as bo turned to go
back.
"He hesitated, shuffled his feet and
drawled:
'"Well, partner, I don't want ter
be , too bard on you una, beln' as
you're sorter up 'gainst it. How'd ttf
teen strike you?'
''Ed whistled.
"'Land o' Goshen!' ho exclaimed.
We better stayed out in tho woods I '
IAN
Terliune,
founded on
Cde Milles Pay
Musirafca wiin JmfaFmm mcHqy
dKl Drawing? & Vlfi&ncs
or nbout tho heavy body. But Grnco
neither felt tho contact nor heard tho
whisper of eager futile comforting.
Blako stared open-mouthed, his faco
greenish and flabby, the stern Jaw
looso, tho keen eyes bulging Mark
Robinson was still frowning perploxcd
ly at Van Dyko.
"Don't you understand?" pleaded tho
latter.
"No, 1 don't," returned Mark. "What
havo tho two phono calls to my homo
got to do with V
"Suppose tho second call wero not
a mistake 7" hesitated Van Dyke.
Robinson's faco went purplo. Tho
big veins nenr his temples swelled
grotesquely. Ho took an Involuntary
step toward Van Dyko. Tho latter
raised a protesting hand.
"Mark," ho said, flinching not at nil
beforo tho bloodshot fury In tho hus
band's little eyes, "wo aro hero as law
yers, making an Investigation. At last
wo havo struck tho right trail. I am
Borry It leads whoro It does. I "
Ho got no furthor. At a strldo Rob
ertson was besldo his wife.
"You hear what this man Insinu
ates?" ho cried thickly. "I don't ask
you to foul your lips by (Jcnylng it
I'll attend to him later. But glvo mo
the right to tin that by telling tho
Woman's name at onco."
"Grnco I" croaked Blake, his throat
sanded with a horror that ho would
not confess, "don't you hear what
they're saying, girl?"
In his harsh eagerness, Mark forci
lly Uftfd hla wlfo's bent head and
forcpd hor eyes to meet his.
"What's tho mattor?" ho demanded
sharply "Why don't you spenk7 Toll
Van Dyko ho lies. Tells him ho lies, I
say I Oh!"
His florco appeal broko off in a cry
of pain. He had at last raised hor
faco and had rend it. For tho brlofcst
moment ho stood stupefied, expression
less. "Why, Oraco!" uxpostulnted Blake,
In pitiful bravado. "You'ro crazy!
You dont know what you're Implying
what you'ro lotting thorn think. I
won't boliovo it. Not a word of It.
It's a trick to to "
She caught his shaking hand and
murmurod a brokon incoherent sylla
ble or two amid tho passion of hor
sobs.
"Almighty!"
Blako's legs gave way and he
sprawled lnort into a chair, his head
on his broast. Ho had all at onco
grown old very, very old. Meantlmo,
Robertson had forced his own dazed
brain back into a semblance of its
former strong control.
"Van Dyko," ho said as calmly as if
ho wero giving a routine order, "you
Gathered Her Into His Arms as
Though She Were a Baby.
will havo ovory traco of this story do
stroyod tonight. It must never got
boyond this room. I can count on
you?"
"Cortnlnly," ngrood Van Dyko with
equal coolnoSB.
Thore wns no hint In his volco or
in his mnunor that Mark's command
ontallod tho dofeat of a bill, tho col
lapao of millions of dollars worth of
Btooka, a probably panic on Wall
street and tho monoy Interests' total
if toraporary loss of power In con
gress. For tho raomont, tho great
corporation lawyor chancod to be also
a man.
'Id dickored with follows boforo
and I made up my mind to uso a lit
tle diplomacy.
'"See horo, friend,' 1 Bald, 'wo are
strangers hero and wo havo only a
modest amount of money to got
through on. Wo want to bo fair;
you've served us well and wo appro
clato what you'vo Mono for us, but
don't you think now ns botweon man
and man that ?15 Ib Just a little
stoop? Como, now, let's bo fair.'
Tho man looked from Kd to mo, as
If puzzled to understand what I was
driving at, and thon took off hla hat
and scratched his head, unmindful of
tho rain.
'"I guess you musta mistook me,
ho said Blowly. 'I said 15 cents, but
if hit's too much'
"I couldn't got my dollar out quick
enough, and when I put It in his hand
and thanked him, ho protested against
tho munificence of tho compensation,
and even followed aftor us, urging
that wo tako some of It back."
An old coquotte has all the defects
of a young ono, and nono of her
charms. Antolno Dupuy.
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On his way from tho room, Van
Dyke paiiHd lipsldn Blnko's chair.
"Jim," ho said hesitatingly, "I'm go
ing ovor to tho ca'pltol. Shall I toll
Mulllns to let tho bill como to a
vote?"
"Ycb," answered Blako, without stir
ring or so much as looking up.
"Yes," ho said again, and his volco
was dead. "Yea I'm I'm licked."
As Van Dyko opened tho dor, Wan
da mado as though to follow him,
"If you don't need mo nny further,
Mr. Blako," sho said gently, "I'll go."
Blako lifted a palsied hand in nega
tion. "In thero," ho muttered, pointing to
ward tho door that led to tho inner
rooms. "I must speak to you after
ward." When tho old man raised his eyes,
Mark and Grnco alone wero left In tho
room with him. Robertson was stand
ing moveless unseeing. Grace's sobs
broko tho tenso silence, as sho fought
woakly for self-control. Blako crossed
over to her. Sho roso at his approach.
"Daughter," Bald Blako, almost tim
idly, "they'vo all gone. None of thorn
will tell. But there's ono thing we've
got to know. I'm with you, no inatter
what you'vo dono. But but tell mo
that that this was all ovor and
nnd dono with beforo you married
Mark I"
"Father!"
Tho Womnn faced him In dry-oyed
horror. Every trace of weeping was
oeared nway by tho flamo of sudden
Indignation. And, at the sight, Jim
Blako gave a great wordless cry and
gathored her Into his arms as though
sho were a baby.
"Oh, my little girl!" he choked,
"Dad's own, own little girl! Wo'vo
boon tearing your poor heart to pieces
and your old fnthor was tho bitterest
against you. It's all right, I tell you,
girl. It's all right. Dad'll seo you
through. You ahan't bo bothered
Thore, there! Oh, don't cry llko thnt,
darling. Don't!"
His voice grow husky. Leaving her
abruptly, ho crossed to Robertson.
"Mark," ho faltorod, avoiding his
son-in-law's oyo, "you promised to pro
tect hor. This la tho tlmo to do It. It
was Jfor bottor, for worso.' If that
vow Is any good at all. It's a good
for 'worso' as for 'bettor. Mark bo
gontlo with her, boy."
Slowly, with bout shoulders and
dragging step Blako made his wny to
tho big room's farthest ond. There, in
Iho window's embrasure, out of oar
shot, his back to tho others, he halted.
Drawing asldo tho curtains ho
glanced out Into tho night. Tho gloom
of tho sleeping city was below and
around him. But, in ono black mass,
tiers upon tiers of garish lights
glowed. Thero, in tho capltol, the
Mulllns bill waa coming to a vote.
Thore, Matthew Standlsh, freed by a
miracle from tho tolls that craftier
men had woven about him, was win
ning tho victory which was to clear
for him tho pathway to tho very sum
mit of political power.
But ho found his subconscious self
straying from tho picture ho was so
ruthlessly drawing. His mind would
not fix itself on tho lighted capltol and
the wreck of his llfo-work; but crept
over back Into tho dim room behind
him. Even hla tongue tricked him.
For when ho would havo mado it re
cite further the tale of his lossos, it
muttered brokonly:
"My own llttlo girl I Dad's own,
own llttlo girl!"
CHAPTER XXII.
The Hour of Reckoning.
Mark Robertson nnd his wlfo, lort
alono, together, in tho othor end of
tho great library, faced tho situation
for which Grnco had so long been pro
paring nnd for which her frightened
years pf preparation had proved so
useless.
Mark strovo for speoch. But for tho
first tlmo In his roughly nggresslvo ca
roor, sultablo words wero donlod him.
Alternately ho longed to tell her In
naked terms what sho was and how
utterly ho despleed hor. Again, a
gush of self-pity urged him to reproach
her for tho wrecking of his Idenls, tho
blaBtlug of hie happiness. Vanity
coming part way to his aid, ho framed
and loft unBpokon a curt aontonco
of farewell. And, in tho ond, all ho
could say was:
"Why didn't you tell mo?"
It wns not what ho had Intended to
say. It wns banal. It expressed nono
of tho stark moods that soothed In
him. Yot as sho did not answor, ho
found himself asking onco moro:
"Why didn't you tell mo?"
And now, unknown and unwlahcd
for, thero crept Into hla bald question
a note that was almost of outroaty.
"Toll you?" sho ochoed. "Oh, If you
know how I'vo wanted to!"
"Then"
"I didn't dnro. I didn't daro."
"Truth and honor surely "
"Your lovo meant moro to mo than
truth and honor, I sacrificed them to
koop It. I would sacrlllco thorn, and
everything elso to got It back. Ia
that ulmmolcsa? Perhaps. Tho truth
usually Is. If I had told you, you
would nover havo forgiven ma You
know you wouldn't. If I'vo wronged
you "
"If you had loved mo as a true wom
nn loves, you would havo told mo.
You would havo had to. You could not
Apricot PIU.
Bolrut exports annually about 2,000
tons of nprlcot pits, worth approxi
mately fBO a ton. Many of the pits
tiro cracked by machinory and tho
price of tho kornols avoragos about
$150 a ton. Most of tho kernels aro
shipped to Germany and tho remain
dor to England, nnd aro principally
used for soaps and pharmaceutical
preparations.
Tho entlro business Is practically In
tho handa of ono concern at Damascus,
which buys on account of n Gorman
firm. This Damascus concorn is the
only ono In Syria known to havo a ma
chlno for cracking nprlcot pits.
Advertising One.
F. Irving Flotchcr, an exponent cf
human Intoreat advertising, naked an
advertising rlddlo at a Sphinx Club
dinner in Now York.
"Why is tho merchant who dooan't
advortlBo llko a man rowing a boat?"
Mr. Flotchor askod.
"Becauso ho goes backward," said
William Rny Gardlnor, promptly.
"No," said Flotchor. "Bocauso bo
haa to got along without saloa."
T1""1M' "-I f-- -,-1- .Y..- .M. - .-.m. .
havo deceived mo llko this. Love
doesn't feed on lies. It was my right
to know everything, bo thnt I could
docldo my ouii course. Instead, you
havo led mo Into this trap. There Is
no escupo now. And It Is too late to
reproach you or to try to mako you
realize what you havo done. You say
your lovo for mo kept you from toll
ing? Bellovo thnt, If it ia any com
fort to you. I "
"You say I don't know what true
love is," sho laughed bittorly, I'm
afraid I can never learn It from you.
So your lovo has died? Lovo can't
die, any moro than God can dio. You
havo nover loved me."
"Never. I seo now that you didn't.
For you don't know what lovo meano.
I lived for you. Every thought and
word and net of mine was shaped for
you. And for you alone. I know you.
II I- ( ,
"Haven't I Paid? Won't You Say
We're Square?"
I know your faults, your follies, your
bruto savagery. And I loved you for
them as well as for the good that was
In you. But what was It you loved?
Tho woman you married or a snow
white saintly reputation? If you cared
only for tho roputntlon that Is gono
forovor. But it you loved mo tho
woman I nm then I'vo boon every
thing you thought I was and wanted
mo to be over since the first moment
you had tho right to think of me at all.
I gave you my life, from that time on
and forever. And It has beon all yours.
Boforo then, It was mine."
"And yet you let mo bellove It was
overythlng your wholo life your
first lovo.'
"It wo. All that was worth tho
giving. All that had ever been worth
tho giving. It was my self. Oh, can't
you seo that a woman's body and
heart and soul bolong not to her first
lover but to hor first lovo? No woman
can even guess what love is until sho
has found It. And I found it only
when I know you. I gave you every
thing. "I'm trying to mako it easy. We've
never had a real quarrel, you and I,
Mark. So don't lot us wind up our
married life with ono,, now. You aro
In tho right. I am hopelessly in tho
wrong. I havo cheated you. I admit
it, and I'll aecept tho consequences. It
is in the blood. Thero is much in
heredity. My father Is a politician.
I don't know who my grandfather was.
And' if ho had beon worth knowing
about, I'd know. Thero is a bad strain
running through tho fnmily. It cropped
out in mo. Yes, I havo cheated you.
You had tho right to demand In our
bargain tho hard-and-fast terms tho
world has decreed: All of a wife's llfo
in exchange for a frayed and battered
remnant of her husband'e. I can't
meet thoso terms, though I tried to
fool you Into believing I could. So I
must meekly glvo up tho lovo whoso
prlco I can't pay. Don't let's mako It
harder by having a sceno ovor it.
Good night. I'll stay with father until
you can decide Just what you want to
do and on what basis wo'ro to sepa
rate. If It would do any good to ask
your forgivenoss I'd ask it. That's
all. Good night, Mark."
3ho held out hor hand with a shy
wistfulnese. Ho was staring straight
Into her torturod oyes nnd did not seo
tho gesture. Tho hand droppod back
limply to her sldo, and sho moved to
rojoln Blake.
But at tho first stop, Mark barred
her wny. 8ho looked at him In tired
wondor. His faco was set and hard.
Ho mado no move to touch her. His
volco, whon ho spoko, grated like n
Mo, as ho forced it botweon his un
willing lips.
"Grace," ho began, "I'vo told you my
lovo is dead. And I lied when I said
It. I plannod to put you out of my
llfo. Aud, even whllo I planned. I
know I couldn't do It. It doesn't mat
ter what I want to do or what I ought
to do. Out of all this hideous tangle,
blazes forth Just ono thing that I must
do whothor I want to or not. I must
go on loving you with all my strength
and llfo."
"Do you menn," sho pantod wildly,
"do you mean that you can thnt you
will "
OWNS A SEAGIRT KINGDOM
Marchioness of Graham Rules Over
Nearly 5,000 Subjects on Isle
of Arran. ,
Arran, an lntorostlng Scottish Is
land kingdom, Is ruled ovor by a lady,
tho beautiful tnarchlonoss of Graham,
wlfo of tho eldest on and hoir of
tho duko of Montrose. It was as
Lady Mary Hamilton that tho inar
chloneaa Inherited this llttlo mon
archy from hor father, tho Into duko
of Hamilton, whoso only child sho
was. As solo owner of this seagirt
kingdom, tho marchioness rules wlso
ly nnd well ovor loyal subjects num
bering in all nearly 5,000, says tho
Wide World
Tho island, which Is sotno nlnoteon
miles long and ton and a half broad,
with an area of a hundrod nnd sixty
eight square miles, has had a ro
mantle history. Along tho cliffs of
tho south coast thore nro several
largo cavorus, ono being known as
tho king's cavo. Horo Robert tho
Bruoo is said to havo hidden himself
for some tlmo, whllo it was from Brod-
. J
"I mean," ho cried brokenly, his self
control smashing to atoms under tho
hammer blowo of his heart, "I mean
thero Is nothing In all this world for
mo, dear love, nway from you I I lovo
you. And I can't go on without you.
You nro earth and heaven and hell to
mo. I lovo you. And I havo forgotton
everything but that. Girl of my heart,
will you let mo mako you forgot, too?
Oh, I lovo you! I love you!"
CHAPTER XXIII.
i
The Victor?
"They didn't seem exactly to bo
hankering after my socloty In thero,"
observed Wanda Kelly, "bo I came
back."
Jim Blako turned from the window
at sound of tho telephone lrl'n pur
posely raised voice. Just within tho
threshold from tho inner rooms, of the
suite, Wanda, with elaborate care, was
shutting tho door behind her.
Blake glanced quickly about the
room.
"Yes," eald Wanda, answering tho
question In his look and Jerking her
pretty head bnck in the direction of
tho rooms sho had Just quitted. "In
there. I wouldn't worry if I wero you."
Jim Blako's grim faco took on a
light as Incongruous as tho play of
sunset rays on n mummy. The mask
of age and dofeat seemed to melt be
neath It. Ho took an eager step to
ward the Inner door.
"Just a minuto," Wanda halted him.
"You asked mo to wait. If you don't
need mo hero any longer "
"Yes," hesitated Blake, trouble flit
ting across tho new light In hlB eyes.
T wanted to ask you to not to let
Tom know about this. Hla sister "
"I'll nover tell him," she promised.
"I sent him away so he wouldn't find
out."
"You'ro whlto, clear through," grudg
ingly ndmltted Blake. "Will you do
ono thing more7"
"What?"
"Bring him back tp mo."
"If I meet him again," she assented
primly, "I'll send "
"I didn't Fay 'send, " corrected
Blako, "I said 'bring.' "
"That's difforent. I"
"I'm out of politics. My owu game
has brokon me at laet. I'm old. I
know It now. I nover did till tonight.
I'm old and I want my children around
me."
"111 tell Tom," sho ngreed, softened,
.desplto herself by the new suppllanco
in a voice that had never before beei
turned to the uses of entreaty. "I'll tell
him. I'm suro he'll come back to you
when he understands. Good night,
Mr. Blako."
"There's another thing," he broke
In roughly, staying her departure, "a
thing that Isn't easy to say."
"Then, why say It?"
"Because," he growled, "llko all
things that aren't easy to say, It's a
thing that's got to bo said. Miss Kel
ly, hasn't tonight pretty nearly squared
the old debt betweon you and me?
You and yours havo suffered a lot at
my hands. But, after what's hap
poned here this evening, I guess you'll
admit, as far as suffering goes, you
haven't got much on mo. Haven't I
paid? Won't you say we're square T'
N "We'ro we're square, Mr. Blake,"
she returned in a tone sho could not
mako wholly steady nor impersonal.
"And," pursued Blako, "and Tom?"
"That's different, too," sho faltered.
IIT II
Tho Janglo of tho telephono inter
rupted her. Blako, who was beside
tho desk, picked up the Instrument.,
"Hello," ho called into the transmit
ter. "Ye yes she's here. Who
wants her? Oh! Yes, put him on this
wire."
Ho lowered tho telephono.
"Some ono to speak to you, Miss
Kelly." he reported.
Mechanically, she took up the re
ceiver, and, by long habit, her voice
to6k Its professional drone:
"Hello!" eho called.
Then, turning on Blake, in surprise,
Bho cried:
"Why, it's Tom"
"Yes," drawled Blake, "So I gath
ered from tho namo. I'm glad. Glad
clear down to the ground. For both
of you. Tell him so, won't you?"
The winter sun wnB butting its way
'over tho eastern sky-line. The dawn
was blttor-ccld, mercilessly clear.
And Into tho track of tho first white
glittering rays walked a tired man. A
man who that night had won a mighty
victory. A victory that foreshadowed
tho richerit gifts his country could be
stow. Before him tho future stretched
bright as that winter's dawn. As daz
zlingly brilliant, and as cold and stark
ly empty.
In Matthew Standlsh's ears, as he
returned toward tho loveless abodo
that ho hated to call home, still rang
echoes of tho pandemonium that had
broken loose in the Iioubo when tho
Mulllns bill had gono down to defeat
"Thero Is only ono lasting victory,"
ho muttered dlsjolntodly to himself,
as ho moved onward In tho dazzling
ico-cold trail of light. "At tho Inst, it
won't bo tho world's applauso that tho
world's great men will remember. It
will be tho love smile of a Woman.
And I Bhall nover havo known that
moraory. What Is tho rest worth?"
(THE END.)
lck bay that Bruce sailed to Car
rlck on his expedition for the re
covery of tho crown. There are many
interesting ruins, too, such ns Loch
rnuza castle, onco the rosldcnco of
tho Scots kings. Then there are tho
calruB, standing stones, and stone cir
cles. A few years ago several stone
cofllns wero found In a calm 200 feot
In circumference. Brodorick castle,
tho owner's residence, is on tho slto
of an old and historic structure, but
it has been rebuilt within rocont
times in Scotch baron stylo. Situ
ated upon tho northwest shore of
Brodick bay, its position is an excep
tionally flno ono In 1902, when cruis
ing iu thoso waters, King Edward paid
a visit to tho castlo.
Why He Ceased to Be a Suitor.
"Do you know, mamma," oxclalmod
a llttlo first grader of tho city schools,
"every boy in our class has got a
swoethcart but mo?"
"And why havo you nono?" asked
mother.
"Well," hesitated the llttlo fellow.
"Helen was ray sweetheart, but Bhe
lost her front teeth."
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FROM tho salon of a gifted designer
in Paris comns tills stntlv nnd
graceful gown. It Is worth much
study ns an exposition ' of present
styles, without any departure from
beautiful outlining of tho figure and
the best management of fashionable
fabrics with brocaded surfaces. Any
of the dark rich colors of tho seaton
taupe, corbleu, paprika, wood and
golden browns, sapphire blue.
The skirt Is In two pieces, with the
uppermost cut away from the knees
aownwaru in a "V" shape. It Is
draped with three small plaits to give
It the fashionable slant, and posed
over an under piece that is also
caught up a little at the front. This
under piece is not closed at the back,
and by this- arrangement the skirt,
which seems to hang in bo closely
about the ankles, still gives room for
easy walking.
There Is no attompt at even hanging
about the bottom of skirts theso days.
They aro correctly draped when the
uneven-hanging caused by drapery la
allowed to speak for itself as a part
of tho play.( There is a bodice of bro
caded silk under a small coat of cloth
like that in tho skirt It has a grace
ful neck round, with a narrow "V"
cut out at the front. A flno net
gulmpo la worn under It, which Is
round at tho neck. Tho long sleoves
of this bodice aro set In at tho arm
eye, but not close fitting In the upper
arm. A fine frill of point d'Esprit
PEARLS THE ONE
ORNAMENT FOR
THE DEBUTANTE
JUST why pearls and girlhood aro so
associated In our minds Is not yet
fully explained. But wo all recognize
that pearls bolong to tho maid boforo
sho may wear other Jewels with any
degree of fitness. Except for pretty
hair ornaments of ribbons and mado
flowers there la nothing that looks
qulto as "lit" on tho young girl as
pearls. Tho ornament shown here
Is mado of two Btrands of pearl beads
strung on a flno wire. They aro strung
In HnkB, Jolnod by large barouquo
pearl beads, placed between tho links.
Tho band oxtends ncross tho top of
tho head and terminates a llttlo below
tho top of tho ears at each sldo. It is
fastened to place with hair pins.
' At the loft sldo thero nro threo loops
of tho pearls strung on wlro nnd two
hanging ends and a knot formed of
pearl bends strung on hoavy thread
nnd sot less closo together than In
tho band, so that they fall easily.
Tho colffuro Is very simple evon
for a young girl. As In all the pres
ent designs, the ears nro covorod. The
front hair is curled and fluffed about
tho face. Tho back hair Is braided In
looso strands aud pinned flat to tho
head.
This hair dress is appropriate for
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gives a perfect finish to tho sleeves.
Providing the long shoulder, tho
small coat blouses over tho belt lino
at tho sides and back. It has a long
narrow basque sloping away over the
hips and falling almost to tho knees.
It is finished with a very wldo and
heavy fringe and Is wonderfully effec
tlve.
Similar coats slope away to a panel
at the back, finished at tho ends with
a broad band of fur or plush. This
finish has proved more popular than
the fringe.
A hat with some width of brim Is
fitting with a gown of so much char
acter, and that is what was chosen.
It has the small, soft crown, which al
most effaces itself, and the simple
trimming which characterizes tho sea
son. Two short full ostrich heads or
a fancy ostrich ornament are curled
over tho brim in models of this kind,
and the brim usually shows an inden
tation at ono side.
Tho front of tho under bodlco Is ar
ranged to fall out over tho waist line
and is a novelty In arrangement that
Is noteworthy. Altogether this is an
jchievement In designing so good that
it will outlive less beautiful models
and look well for two seasons or
more. The life of pretty gowns, most
of thorn costing considerable time and
some money, should not bo so brief
that the tlmo spent in making them is
not worth while.
JULIA BOTTOMLEY.
brown haired or blond girls, but is not
so pretty for the girl with very dark
hair or for her who has tho splendid
"Titian" locks. Although very dark
hair, and what Is called red hair, aro
so unlike, the same styles of coiffure
aro suited to them both. Thoy must
do the hair in soft masses, insist upon
its being glossy and rofuso to con
sider HuffinesB or anything approach
ing 'frizzes.
But no matter what the hue of her
hair or oyes or skin tho maid may
wear pearls. They look Well and moro
than that on youthful heads of any
color.
ABOUT THE HOLBEIN FIGURE
Women Must Accept the Unrestricted
Natural Lines of the Body In
New Clothes.
In connection with tho discussion
of the so-called corsetless figure, it
may be noted that the lines of tho
natural, supple llguro aro more notice
able in the ovoning gowns than in tho
streot togs. Women may rofuso to
adopt tho Holbein figure for tho
streot, but thoy will bo forced to
accept It In effect in the majority of
tho now ovoning frocks. Tho coutu
riers havo beon advising tho boneless
tricot corsets for the evening for sev
oral soaBons, but this winter they
have taken a more advanced step
thoy havo forced them on their cus
tomers by designing frocks that giva
tho effect of a lightly corseted figure.
Thero are many ways of leading a,
woman in tho way ono would wish
her to go, and fow aro unknown ta.
tho wily French couturier.
Chenille Flowers.
Chenille llowors aro used forcorsaga
bonquets now. Thoy nro made o(
strings of chenlllo, in heavy, soft
quality, looped Into petals, and mount
cd on green chenlllo stems, stiffonod
with wire. Brilliant but at the samt
tlmo soft shades of red and blue and
violet and green and yellow are used
These llttlo flowers havo a charm all
their own, and aro especially effective
worn on tho dull, gloomy days for
which November is famous.
Money may represent power, but
tho less monoy a man bus the soonw
a doctor will euro him.
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