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CHAPTER XXIV Continued.
"Why," she cried suddenly, "the date
was May 2D, last year; Hint was two
days after 1 carao homo from tho con
vent." Her 'orehcad knitted Into n
puzzled frown. "It must havo been
that nlht tbat morning when
Endch had a stag party, and I carao
in, after you had all gone. It was
the first tlmo I saw you. I havo told
you about it when you Bat out thoro,
waiting for a 'bus."
"Yea," ho whispered.
"Then afterwards," she raised her
head with a quick gesture, "wo went
to Juniper Point Thoro you told mo
about your play and you went away
to wrlto it?"
She paused, waiting for Merry to
answer. She did not raiso her eyes.
Her head was bent as if sho took tho
shame of her brother upon her own
shoulders.
"Yefl." Tho man Bpoko In a slow
whisper.
"Then you camo back, with tho play
finished, nnd read it to Enoch, and ho
ho claimed it becauso ho hold thlB
against you?" Sho laid a trembling
linger upon tho sheet of paper.
"Yes."
Dorcas sat perfectly still with her
arniB lying on tho desk. Merry bont
over and gently touched her cheek.
"Oh!" sho shrank away from htm
"with a shuddering cry. "Oh. how
could you let him do such a thing!
It was so cruel, so inconcolvably cruel,
so shameful, and so unjust! It was
uch a mistake! Why did you let my
brother do such a thing?"
"I don't know." Merry spoko ab
ruptly. "Tell mo why you let him do it,"
persisted tho girl.
"I don't bellovo I can explain to
you." Thoro wnB a hopeless tono in
tho man's voice. "For a whilo it
seemed to mo llko a poker debt.
Women cannot understand a poker
debt."
"No, I cannot understand," con
fessed Dorcas. Then sho went on hur
riedly: "Was that your only reason?"
"No, I felt that way at first. Then
it seemed fooIlBh. Ono night I deter
mined for a mlnuto to sot mysolf free,
to get tho play back, and to make you
understand. It waB tho night that
night when you took mo homo when
you found mo in the when you gavo
mo new courago and a fresh outlook
on life when you mado a man of
me."
Dorcas rose and stood facing him
with her oyos searching him. "Why
didn't you do it?" sho asked.
"Because" said Merry unsteadily,
"do you remember you no I I
asked you whon a man had fallen
as low as I had if ho had anything
left that would pull him to his feot.
You said, 'Yes, so long as he has hon
or, thero la no end of a chanco for
him,' "
"Oh!" cried Dorcas aghast. "Oh, to
think that I should havo put that in
your way I"
"Put what in my way? Dearest, that
niuht I camo around tho corner I
had beon wandering in tho desert.
Suddenly I found sunshine, I found
lovo and hopo, I. found you. That
night when you -went away I began
to understand that it was the most
wonderful chunco Qodovor put in a
man's way."
An Instant later his arms woro about
her and sho felt his kiss upon her
chock.
"Don't," cried Dorcas. "Don't!" Sho
freed herself from his clasp and hold
him away from her. "Can't you un
derstand, don't you seo, Andrew, after
what Enoch did to you, that I cannot
be your wlfo?"
"You cannot be my " Ho stared
at her In bewildered dismay.
"Yes, that is what 1 moan," sho whla
pered tremuoualy. "Don't' you under
stand? How could I marry you with
tho thought of this horriblo wrong
constantly botwoon us? I could nover
forget It. Romorabor It was Enoch, my
brother don't you understand? my
brother who did this! How could
you go on loving mo and"
"Renieuiber it was your brother
who saved my llfo," said Merry pas
sionately. "How could I go on lov
ing you, dearest? How could I stop
loving you? I could go through hell
for you, and yot I confess 1 would
rathor be with you in heaven." Ho
flushed and his faco grow gravo. "You
are mine all mine nnd I am yours,
so wholly and truly yours that I havo
grown to think of this world as more
ly ono spot ono little spot whero wo
can mako a homo and I can havo you
beBido mo for tho rest of my llfo."
CHAPTER XXV.
In the Daylight.
Wentworth'a chambor was dim as
twilight when Morry entored. Tho
outer woild lay whlto and breathless
under a dazzling sun, and tho sudden
change to a darkened sickroom for a
moment mado Andrew gropo vaguely
on tho threshbold. As his eyes be
came accustomed to tho dusk ho saw
a white-gowned nurso standing besldo
the bed. Under tho Bheet lay tho mo
tionless outllno of tho man'B long
body, tho head wound with Bnowy
bandages. Merry's hands gripped to
gether convulsively, Tho nails cut into
bis palms and an acho which hurt
tugged at his heart WonUvorth's
chamber held memories for him: ho
thought of nights when ho had lain
helpless upon that sanio bed and
Enoch had tnken euro of hist In a
lumb6rlng faitblon. During thrao days
ho had seen o rugged face g''W wan
from want w" sleep; still for him a
.smllo always It the stern features.
Suddenly, tvi the last romnast of an
old scab sloughs off, every fxigmont
of ha'tred, of resentment at IbJubUco,
of palh and .rebellion which tor ten
n"tvh hail b"cn warping hi nature
and clouding his life fell away from
Merry's heart. Tho lovo, the Implicit
confidence, ovon the boyish depend
ence upon tho older man, came Hood
ing back into his soul like a high tide.
All that had stood between him and
Wentworth soemed unimportant com
pared with the vital fact that they
had been nnd still were friends.
When tho nurso beckoned ho stolo
noiselessly across tho floor. Sho point
ed to n chnlr by tho bedsldo. "Ho
has dozed off," sho explained In a low
whisper. "Ho asked for you Just bo
foro ho went to sleep. L told him
you were coming. Sit hero so that ho
can seo you when ho wakes up."
Merry dropped into tho chair. Ho
began to seo perfectly through tho
gloom. Wentworth's grim, gaunt faco
had startled him for a mlnuto. Tho
eyelids woro closed, with dopths of
shadow bolow them. Tho man's domi
nating noso stood out like a sllhouotto
against tho white pillow. Tho mus
tacho had been shaved away and linos,
chiseled by days and nights of pain,
wrinkled about tho quiet mouth. Merry
sat staring at tho haggard faco with a
dull, tugging hopo In his soul, which
ho could not voice oven to Dorcas.
Ho wanted tlmo tlmo enough to toll
Enoch that tho old enmity was dead,
that tho old lovo was alive, strength
ened by now ties. A spasm of pain ran
through the sick man's face, wrinkling
tho pallid forehend and twitching tho
lips. Merry looked up nt tho nurse.
Sho read tho question in his oyes.
"No,", sho whispered, "ho Is going to
live. His brain Ib clear now. Ho has
a great constitution. That was tho
only thing that saved him."
Tho woman had a strong, intelligent
faco and her manner was full of calm
conviction. Sho was not young and
must havo watched over many a bat
tlo between llfo and death. Sho knew!
Morry sighed with roliot and peaco
of mind, ovon with a rami throb of
Joy. Tho thought of Dorcas nnd tho
future camo with tho conviction that
thero was still tlmo to take up tho
old bonds of lovo nnd to begin llfo
again.
Tho faco upon tho pillow moved and
Enoch's eyes opened slowly. Recog
nition flashed Into them, then a smllo
crept about tho lined mouth.
"Enoch!" Tho young man dropped
on his knees besldo tho bed, bis fin
gers stole under tho sheet nnd caught
In a strong grasp tho hand which he
had thought was slipping from his
reach.
Wentworth's oyes held a brenthless
question,. "You wero not hurt?" ho
whispered.
"No, old man; no. I didn't havo a
scratch. You took It all. You aavod
my llfo, as you havo dono moro than
once, and, Enoch, you understand
wo aro back whero wo stood in tho
old days, with overythlng forgotton,
TfaUhO
Dropped on His Knees Beside the Bed.
everything burled, burled so deep that
neither of us will over glvo it an
other thought."
Tho thrill of warmth over that
strongest ot nil things human a bro
ken friendship mado warm and secure
again ran llko tho vigor ot transfusod
blood through tho veins of tho sick
man. Happiness Hushed into tho wan
faco and his toobla strength returnod
Merry's grip.
Andrew laughed aloud. "You under
stand, Enoch, wo are friends friends
that nothing can aeparato again as
long as life lasts."
Tho wlstfulnoss of gratltudo dimmed
tho oyes of tho sick man. "As long as
llfo lasts 1 That won't bo a groat
while, Doy," ho whlspored huBklly;
"only now It Is nil right and it
seems different, I felt llko u coward
li llttlo while ago. You remember that
writing chap who died lately? Ho said
something just boforo ho wont. I
thought of It this morning 'I'm afraid
to go homo In tho dark' wasn't that
what ho said? I felt lonely and I
know "
"Liston, Enoch." Morry spoko with
a tono ot pnBslonato conviction. "Look
hero, old man, you're not going homo
In tho dark, not yot. You'vo got thirty
or forty years boforo that homegolng."
Ho turned Imperatively to tho nurso.
"Push back tho curtains, won't you?
Push them way back. There' a glo
rious sun shininglet it in."
The woman understood. Sho ran up
n curtain and flung back tho ahuttora.
Tho room grow suddenly whlto and
radiant,
"There!" cried Morry, "Talk ot go
ing; homo in the- dark? Seo how the
JSm JiH
sun Is Bhlnlng! do home In tho dark,
tho Idea!"
A pathetic oagorness flushed Into
tho oyes of the man on tho bod. Tho
glare of the sunshine showed clearly
the wanness and ghastly shadows In
the bandaged faco.
"She says." tho actor pointed over
his shoulder nt the whlto-gowned
nurse, "she says you are out on tho
highroad coming hack to stay with
us indefinitely, you undorstand,
Enoch? She knows. Don't you?" Ho
looked Into the woman's faco with ar
dent pleading In his eyes.
Sho smiled nnd nodded. Sho was
tho embodiment of health nnd vigor.
Her stalwart body and her wholesome
rosy faco woro pleasant for sick oyos
to look upon. "Yes. you'vo como
back." sho said emphatically. "When
tho doctor left an hour ago ho said wo
had pulled you safoly around tho cor
nor. Now all tho Job I havo cut out
for mo Is to seo you aro kopt quiet and
patient .and happy."
"Yes, happy that's tho biggest part
of tho prescription," ropeated Morry
with a laugh.
Tho sick man looked up. Tho con
fession In his oyos was pathetic. "It
seems ages since I was happy, Boy."
"Well, you're not going to bo al
lowed to think, even to think of past
ages. You'vo only to Ho thero nnd
get well. It Ib our business a sort of
Job cut out for Dorcas and mo to
keep you happy. Seo?"
"I seo," whispered Enoch. Tho flick
er of a smllo stolo into his faco. It
brought peaco and a pale, eager hope
fulness, as if a thought of restitution
and atonement was dawning in tho
man's soul. Tho nurso lowered tho
curtain and blottod out tho radiance
which flooded tho room.
"Tho doctor has ordered quiet," she
whispered, "and sleep as much sleep
aB posslblo."
Merry- roso and laid his hand on
Wentworth's forehead. "You hear her
orders, old man?" Ho laughed gaily.
"It's no uso running full tilt ngalnBt
tho nursing profession. Each ono of
them thinks sho knows it all! Dut I'm
not going to sny 'Good-by.' I mean
to hang around horo from dawn to
dark and drop in every time I can
snoak past her or tho doctor!"
CHAPTER XXVI.
A Moral Lesion.
Occasionally during Enoch's conva
lescence Dorcas found him listening to
common noises about tho house with
a feverish anxiety which waB half-terror.
"I don't know what ho wants," said
tho nurso ono day. "I wish I could
llnd out. Tho doctor orders mo not
to bring up any subject that might
disturb him. There's something on
his mind, something that harasses
hlra. Yesterday I stood on tho stair
speaking to Mrs. Volk and I loft him
asleop. When I wont back ho was
lennlng on his elbow and his eyes were
fixed on tho door as It ho dreaded see
ing Boino ono como In. Ho asked who
tho woman was I had been talking to.
Ills temperature had gono up. 1 wish
I know what ho is worrying about."
"I think I understand," said Dor
cas. Sho returned to tho sickroom carry
ing a bit of noedlowork. An eager
smllo camo Into her brother's eyes
whon sho oponed tho door. Ho lay
propped up with pillows. Sho sat
down bosldo his bod. "Shall I read?"
she asked.
"No; go on with your sewing. 1
llko to seo your hands fly with that
bright silk betweon your fingers. Men
havo an idea that womon aro one
sided creatures. Thoy are mistaken.
You sow boautlfully, and yot, while
you stitch, I think of your 'Cordolla.' "
It was tho flrst time slnco his acci
dent that Wentworth had montloned
tho thoator or business of nnv anr
Dorcas began to traco out tho pattern
sho was ombroldorlng with tho point
ot her neodlo. Hor IlngorB trembled.
Sho spoko without looking up. '
"You haven't cared to hear about
business, Enoch. Thoro aro some
things you may want to know, slnco
jou aro strong again. Mr. Oswald
sailed for England a fortnight ago.
Ho hated to go, leaving you boforo
tho crltjcnl point was passed, but tho
Strand Theater offered open tlmo for
August nnd it had to bo attended to.
Ho is rehearsing nn English com
pany now for 'Tho House.' "
Dldn t ho want you for it?" asked
Wentworth.
"Yes; but I shoifld not havo gone
ovon if you had been well. H0 hnB
given 'Cordolla' to MIbb Embury an
English girl. Ho says sho will 'play
it beautifully. Wo are to open horo
on tho twentieth of Octobor. The
wholo compnny has been re-ongaged.
Mr. Oswald said ho did not bellovo
you would care to mako any changes.
Thero is only ono now momber
Holen Cnpron will play 'Mrs, Ester
brook. Miss Paget went to London
throo woeks ago."
Dorcas did not rnlso hor oyos while
sho spoko. Tho silk thread had knotted
and sho sat dlsontangllng It with her
neodlo.
GOOSE NEVER FORGOT FAVOR
Kindness Shown a Gosling In Dire Ex
tremity Galnod Man a
Constant Friend.
Ono day a lad saw a young gosling
struggling In tho .grasp of a hugo
rat It mado a vigorous resistance,
but by tho tlmo tho lad camo to tho
rescuo It was bo sovoroly bitten that
It muBt havo soon becomo Its antagon
ist's victim. Tho youth continued his
caro ovor It until It rocovorcd from
its injuries, dressing Its wounds overy
day. Durlug blB attendants on It a
friendship sprang up between them,
and tho gosling might be seen limping
after him everywhere. Tho boy de
parted for school, and on his return
homo at holiday tlmo was Joyfully
"Ah soon as you are ablo to travel
wo aro going to tako you away some
where. Tho city is hot."
Enoch stnrod out at tho window.
"Who is 'wo'?" ho questioned.
A wave of scarlet crept across tho
girl's face.
"Andrew Morry has offered to help
caro for you until you aro qulto strong
again," sho nnBwered without raising
her oyoB.
Thero still wero gray shadows In his
faco and wan hollows and wrinkles
about his mouth. Ills hair had whit
ened tit the tomplos. Physically tho
man had changed, but a now tran
quility had begun to smooth away
lines of worry and caro in tho color
less faco. ,
"And begin llfo over again?" ho
asked.
"Yes," said tho girl gently.
A pathetic cagorness camo Into hia
faco; then It grow still with tho grav-
"When Andrew Comes, I Want to See
Him Alone."
ity of a man who had almost touched
hands with death. Into tho wrinkles
about his mouth crept tho old dogged
determination, tempered by a humility
which Dorcas had never seen before.
Sho flung her work aside, dropped cm
her knees, and drew hor brother's faco
close against her own.
"Dorry," ho 'said after a long silence,
"when Andrew comes I want to seo
him alone."
"Ho is downstairs now," sho an
swered. "Send him up, won't you and do
you mind if ho comes alone? Aftor
wardB I want you."
Tho girl hesitated. "Of course. But
do you think you are strong enough
to visit much?"
"I spoko to tho doctor this morning
and ho said talking would not hurt un
less I got excited. Andrew lsn t an
exciting fellow."
"You're looking uncommonly well
for a sick man," said Merry when ho
entered tho room a few moments later.
"So do you, Boy!" Enoch's eyes
crinkled with a smllo. "You look hap
py tremendously happy."
"Of course, I am tremendously hap
py. Why shouldn't I bo tremendously
happy? I never saw a moro glorious
day; I havo you back, well and strong,
tho samo stanch old friend you always
wero; I'vo Blgned a contract for next
season In figures which would havo
given me dizzy spells flvo years ago,
and"
"And " A pathetic eagorness camo
into Enoch's faco.
"Why, blosB my soul, isn't that
enough to sot tho average human on
transcendental stilts?"
"Andrew, you're hnlf angol!" cried
Wentworth. Thero was a quaver in
his volco.
"Halt angel, you ridiculous old mud
dlo head!" Merry smiled In his en
gaging way. "Thero'B no surplus of
angel fiber In any man angela aro
feminine." Tho comedian's eyes be
came gravo for a moment "Still, I
might havo boon gadding about on
wings today it it hadn't been for you.
Your courage "
"Courago!" Wentworth started as
if ho had been struck. "Andrew, nover
use that word about mo again! It
wasn't courago that mado mo snatch
you from death. Oftentimes men who
In cold blood aro utter cowards leap
forward and rescuo some ono from
death. That isn't courage!" Ho
paused, as if a word had escaped him.
"It Ib blind, Instinctive impulse tho
nntural impulso you And oven in a
savngo."
"You're too weak yot to argue."
Merry's volco was conclusive. "Only
ono thing Is certain," ho turned his
thumb toward tho floor; "I am horo
Instoaif of thoro."
"Andrew," tho sick man's faco
recognized by tho goose, which showed
Its Joy as plainly as a dog, and at
tached itself to him as boforo.
Ho became a man nnd tho gosling
a gooBo, but nolthor of them outllvod
thoir regard for oach other. Tho
gratoful bird dosortod her feathorod
companions as soon as hor frlond vis
ited his homo, nnd followed him ns
boforo, nnd when tho younrr man wna
seized with Illness tho poor bird bo
camo restloss and pining na though
Bho know somothlng was wrong.
Guided by eomo wondorful Instinct,
sho mado hor way to his room, a cor
ner of which sho had occupied, during
tho timo ho had tended hor wounds
In his boyhood, and whon sho heard
his volco sho crept undor tho bed and
established herself there. H. X. Pago
in "Tho Inner Life of AnimaU."
Hushed, "take these uued a
bunch of small keys, threaded upon a
steel ring, from undor his pillow.
"Won't you unlock tho llttlo drawer
at tho loft of my desk and bring it
to mo?"
"Don't go in for any sort of work
now, Enoch. Your duty at present Is
to Ho thero and got well."
"I want that drawer, now."
Merry stared at him for a moment,
thou ho obeyed, and roturned to the
room with tho drawer in bis hand.
"Dp you think," tho actor pausod again
and asked anxiously, "do you think
that you are Btrong enough yot to at
tend to business?"
"This isn't business." Enoch's faco
grew poremptory. "I'm strong enough
for this. I'm not a. praying man, An
drew, but I lay in tho dark last night
thanking God that ho had lot mo live
long enough to mako restitution. I
can't make full restitution, it seems
to mo as If I had been living on tho
brink of hell for half a lifetime. Let
me como back," he pleaded, "back so I
I can look decent people in tho faco I
again." I
Merry did not speak. Ho sat watch
ing Enoch's wasted fingers senrch
through a mass of papers In the llttlo
drawer. He lifted out a bankbook and
a yellow envelope, then ho set tho
drawer asido and laid tho leather
covered booklet upon Merry's knee.
"That is yours," ho explained. "You
will find thoro every cent of royalties
from 'Tho House.' It was banked apart
from my privato account It grew
amazingly during the spring. You aro
a wealthy man."
Andrew oponed it and glanced
through tho pages. He looked bewil
dered for a moment.
"Jehu! What can I do with so
much money7 I swear, Enoch, I don't
caro a plcayuno for being a wealthy
man except "
Wentworth did not answer. lie was
staring at a slip of paper he had drawn
from tho yellow envelope. "You re
member this. Andrew?" he asked
abruptly.
Merry nodded. Ho caught a glimpse
of Wentworth's name and his own
upon tho flimsy thing they had called
tho bond. Enoch leaned back against
tho pillow and began to destroy the
paper with slow deliberation, tenrlng
It across and across until it was re- I
duced to a heap of flakes which flut
tered down into tho hollow of hia
gaunt palm. Ho shook them into the
envelopo and handed It to Merry, who
took It without u word and slipped
It betweon tho leaves of tho bank
book. "If you can trust mo, Boy, until the
right timo comes and I reach the right
place, I will make full restitution be
fore tho world."
"Don't, old man, let us bury this
now and forever. Good Godl Isn't It
restitution enough to have saved my
life?"
"No," Enoch spoko with swift pas
sion, "no, it isn't restitution. Don't
stand in my way. You havo to humor
sick men, you know. Besides, 1 want
to lay my soul bare to you now, An
drew. Had I been a Catholic I should
havo dono It to a priest long ago, I
suppose."
"Go, ahead, Enoch, I'll listen," he
said gently.
Wentworth turned in bed and
clasped his hands around ono bent
knee. "Years, ago," ho began brus
quely, "I was wandering about In tho
Tennesseo mountains on an assign
ment when I fell in with a chap who
taught psychology in Ynlo. Ho was
nothing wonderful, but his science was
fascinating. Timo and again, since
thoso days, I havo planned, if I could
find tho leisure, to go Into psychology
and study tho thing out. Still, any
man who knocks about tho world as
I have dono learns to puzzlo things
out for himself. Thero muBt bo some
thing alluring, though, to bo ablo to
reduce tho promptings of one's own
soul to a sclcnco and then to work out
a problem In yourself. Don't you
think so?"
"I should imaglno so. Still, it's an
unopened book to mo," Merry admit
ted. "Wo used to sit and talk overy night
around tho campflro. I remember onco
this young MacGregor explained to
me why a man wo had both known
committed murdef. Ho killed his
wlfo flrst, then, horror-stricken, shot
himself. It's a common enough story,
you read It In the papers overy day
of tho week, but It camo cIobo to us
becauso wo had both known the fellow
well. Ho was a de6ent, quiet, cheerful
citizen, with a gonial, kindly way
about him. His taking off seemed n
mystory. None of us had oven seen
him angry. Suddenly ho turned Into
a flaming fiend, n murderer, and a sui
cide Nothing but Insanity or the
Yalo man's theory explained It."
"What was his theory?"
Wentworth paused for a minute with
a haunted look in his eyes. "He claim
that tho morals ot overy human beir.g
are molded during tho flrst twenty
years of his llfo. Into a fairly decent
career thoro coraeB occasionally for
tho llfo of mo 1 can't remember his
technical name for It I should call It
a moral losion. Somo sin which a man
haB committed, and you might say
lived down, boforo he was twenty.
cropB out again years after and it
conquers him. Each tlmo he may
repent and turn over a new leaf. The
world looks on hlra not ns nn Admlr
ablo Crlchton perhaps, but as a toler
ably good follow. Then suddenly,
without the ghost of a warning, oven
after ho Imagines ho has outgrown the
tendency to that particular Bin, thero
comes a temptation, and ho goes under
aB It his backbone was grlstlo. Ho falls
aB quick as that!"
Wentworth paused for a moment
and snapped his flngorB. "Curious,
isn't it?" ho ndded.
"It cortalnly Is curlouB." agreed
Merry.
"Whon tho career of thlB raurdorer
was brought to tho light of day, thoy
found that onco when no was a school
boy, and again, when a frlond stolo his
swe'othoart, ho might havo committed
murder If a weapon had beon at hand.
Tho third tlmo a gun lay closo to bis
olbow."
Andrew Morry did not speak, but
sat watching Enoch with bowlldermont
In his oyos.
"I am goln.j to tell you about two
leslonB which occurred lu ray own llfo.
Thero was a third you know about
that ono yourself."
CTO BE CONTINUED.)
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(Copyright. 1914. by A. S. Gray)
WALKING TO BE WELL.
Insomnia, "biliousness" and "rheu
matism" aro a trinity ot widely dis
tributed troubles inextricably associat
ed In tho public mind with "brain
work," food nnd Indigestion. As Is
usually tho caso In conclusions reached
through purely omplrlcal chonnclB,
tho association is substantially cor
rect, but tho thoory for tho correction
of the distressing conditions is wrong.
Probably tho most destructive idea
wo have Ib that for overy physical
dIstroaB there exists Bomo miraculous
remedy, our problem as wo seo It be
ing solely to And tho mra wise enough
to dotormlno correctly tho cause of
our trouble and adviso tho proper rem
edy and In our belief It must nlwayB
bo something to tako, to rub in, or to
squirt into our bodleB through a hol
low needle.
Tho energy spent in work and heat
is derived from tho potential energy
stored In tho food, and throughout tho
entiro process neithor matter nor en
ergy Is either gained or lost. Tho
fundamental principles of the conser
vation of energy and of matter hold
good in all living things ns they do
in Inorganic nature. All energy taken
in must bo balanced by work dono
and heat given off.
Food taken into our bodies does not
for tho most part pass through as fuel
alone, but also serves to build up com
plex living material, which in turn is
perpetually breaking down again into
nonliving matter. Thero Is a double
process continually going on in meta
bollsm a building up Into higher and
higher compounds in the making of
which energy is absorbed, and a cor
responding breaking down of these
higher compounds Into Blmpler ones
and into wasto products, during which
process energy is freed. For these
reason wo cannot live on carbon
foods alono; at tho present tlmo com
binations of sixteen elements that wo
know and undoubtedly somo that wo
do not yet know aro necessary to
maintain tho human body and are
therefore foods. Henco multUaires are
starving In tho midst of plenty and
wo mako futile efforts to euro the
result.
From this brief survey it will bu
seen that human llfo is a highly com
plex proposition and that if wo desire
to remain in the llfo current it is ad
visable that wo glvo tho matter somo
personal thought and learn not to in
terfere so recklessly with the funda
mental requirements.
We have noted that work Is essen
tial to all animal life, and man is no
exception to the rule. This brings us
to tho point of our subject tho physi
ology of tho walk. Tho muscles In
overy part of the body aro tensely
stretched between the point of origin
and Insertion, and in general aVe in
opposing sets and maintained in a
balanced stato of tension by con
tinuous contraction kept up by tho
action of the nervous system.
Music is elastic, a small force being
sufficient to chango Its shape, but
when tho distorting force is removed
it returns completely to Its original
shape, provided tho distortion has not
passed the limits of elasticity. Mus
cles remain at rest indefinitely until
stimulated to contract, and when wo
desire to contract a muscle certain
changes occur in our brain; theso set
up changes in tho norves passing to
the part and tho muscles contract.
By means of tho erograph, an In
strument which enables the rosponso
of a musclo to stimuli to bo recorded,
it is shown that the continued action
of tho norvo muscular mechanism
leads to fatigue; that If a musclo bo
"voluntarily" or reflexly stimulated,
again and again, it Anally ceases to
react Fatigue is duo to tho accumu
lation of tho products of the activity
of tho muscles, and it may bo induced
in a normal animal by injecting into
it tho blood from an animal which has
been fatigued; muscular fatigue, in
brief, generates poison and blankets
tho energies Just as tho ashes from
ono fire may bo used to bank or
smother another flro.
This e-wiinfl to tho discerning why
clumBlness, slovonllnesa and feeble
ness of purpose are characteristic of
certain postures, and why alertness,
thoroughness, sell-confldenco and free
dom all proclaim themselves in tho
carriage and In tho act of walking.
Not only does our chnractor influence
MUST USE BEE AS MODEL
Edison's Idea of Successful Aeroplane
Based on Flight of That Busy
Little Insect.
Thomas A. Edison was recently in
Philadelphia on his way to attend tho
convention of tho National Electric
Light association. As tho Inventor
and his wlfo wero on thlor way to
Philadelphia from New York by auto
mobile they passed through a shady
glen. Flitting among tho trees was a
bumblo bee.
"Do you know," Bald Mr. Edison, "as
I watchod that boo I realized that a
real plane, a heavlor-than-nlr raachlno
of great weight, can bo built as soon
as wo obtain something that beats tho
air nt tho rate of 200 times a second.
Tint humble beo was ono Inch long.
throo-elghths of nn Inch In diameter,
with a wing one-quarter Inch wldo nnd
five-eighths of an inch long. Tho wings
weighed a milligram. That beo
weighed 7,000 tlmea more than his
wings. If wo can only get to that
Vi ercatcst thine for tho smallest
our walk, but our walk will Influence
our character.
Insomnia Is frequently duo to Bomo
form of autointoxication from indiges
tion; "biliousness" la indigestion, and
so-called "rheumatism" ia usually duo
to overstrained musclea and unellml
nated wasto products In tho circula
tion. Our brain action and our diges
tion aro governed by our physical hab
its, and if wo aro not engaged In
physical labor thon wo must walk or
play; somo form of muscular activity
is absolutoly necessnry for tho contin
uation of llfo.
QUESTIONS OF FOOD.
Whatever supplies nourishment to
organic bodies anything that sus
tains, nourishes nnd augments llfo;
anything that will supply tho mate
rial required to repair tho wasto ac
companying tho vital processes ia
food.
Beginning with pins, needles and
buttons, everything wo aa InfantB can
lay hands on that is not too large, and
in tho omorgoncy of having nothing
elso available ovon our own fingers,
and toes, are shoved into our mouths
and a strenuous effort mado to swal
low the'in undor tho promptings of an
instinct wo know ns appotlto.
Appotito has Its origin in body
needs, and Inasmuch as tho body is
continuously consuming energy appo
tlto manifests tw- strong characteris
tics ; periodic recurrenco and organic
necessity.
The average individual attributes
far too much Importance to tho ques
tion of diet Hence wo havo tho
countless fads vegetarianism, red
meat, whito meat, fruit and nut diet,
buttermilk drinking, no breakfast, one
meal a day or six meals a day.
Experts divide foodstuffs into six
groups: Water, carbohydrates, pro
teins, fats, refuse and ash. The two
divisions of "refuse" and "ash" aro.
persistently and oxasperatingly ie
nored as having llttlo if any meaning
and aro not considered of any signifi
cance or importance by most food "ex
perts." Tho "refuse" division consist
of tho bones of meat and fish, shells,
of shellfish, skin of potatoos, apples,
pears and peaches, tho bran of wheat
and of other cereals. Not only aro
thoso two divisions ignored, bat stupid
chomlsts and pathologists aro not
wanting who assert that "wo are pro
foundly Ignorant as to the actual pro
cesses of digestion, therefore wo
should not glvo much consideration to
mineral contents," etc.
Acting on this authority, some al
leged "experts" emphatically state
this "Insoluble refuse" is either un
necessary or oven Injurious, forgetting
that there is a class of "insoluble sub
stanco" demonstrating a proporty of
matter well known to science and now
generally and very profitably used In
tho manufacturing Industries under
the name catalysis.
A catalyst is a thing which may He
in a vessel seemingly inert and yet by
its mere presence dictato what shall
or shall not take place therein. A,
small quantity of a catalyst will bring
about tho transformation of enormous
ly largo quantities of substance which.
He in its presence, and at tho end or
tho reactions tho catalyst will have
tho samo physical and chemical
properties as It had in tho beginning
of the action.
All tho enzymes (digestives) are
catalyzers. Pepsin, yeast, diastase,
rennet, trypsin, ptyalln, zymase,
amylopepeJn and undoubtedly others
wo do not yet know exert a profound
influenco on living things about us
Many of theso ferments are found in
grains and in saliva and tho other di
gestive Juices and in overy cell of our
bodies. As many ns a dozen have
been found In tho liver cell. Ferments
are of profound importance and yet
we calmly kill them with "harmless'
preservatives and Jiy mechanical
means In preparing txto now popular
dovltallzed "blondined" foods.
Anemic, norvoue, muScle twitching
men and womon aro suffering from
starvation and often a starvation In
tho midst of plenty solely because
they do not know how to pick food,
values.
A handful of fertilo earth contains
sixteen or more elements and among
theso, for instance, will bo phosphorus
in tho proportion of ono In l.OOOj if It
is not thero then starvation, poverty
and death aro In that soil. Our blood
gastric juico, saliva, bile and other
vital fluids are composed of mineral
salts in solution. A drop of thti blood
contains many millions of corpuscles,
red and whlto, and somo fourteen
chemical elements, all having a defi
nite work to do. They are not there
through accident and they can get.
thero only through tho food wo con
sumo. Eliminate any one of theso ele
ments and thero will bo trouble.
Wo dare not longer stand aloof from
tho progress mado In science and
segregate the human race as some
thing apart from tho balanco of the
physical universe. Our differentiation
Is arbitrary, stupid and unscientific;
wo cannot, like tho western broncho,
"stand hitched" to an idea and pros
por wo havo got to learn to eat in
ordsr thai wo may live.
wing that is tho thing. Tho bee's
wings bent the air 300 times a sec
ond. "A beo works on sound waves. Re
member, the air is rigid as steel if tho
pressure is only sudden enough. Give
us something that beats tho air 200
times a second and wo will havo a
real piano."
Commercial Possibility.
Llttlo Ruth was busily occupied!
with her slate and pencil. Presently
she ran to her father, whoso face at
tho time required tho services of a.
barber, climbed upon his kneo and
rushing her chubby llttlo hand ovor
his ohln, said: "Papa, can you sharp
en slato pencils on that?" Exchange.
Between Love and Duty.
"I want to talk to you about becom
ing your son-in-law," said tho young
man. "I can't adviso you on the sub
ject ot becoming a member ot the fam
ily," replied the father of tho young
woman In the case. "As your sinctxe
friend, I ought to speak freely, bat
as a husband and father I am restrained."
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