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CHAPTER XVII Continued.
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"Humph! Sho docs, bey? I want
to know I Look here, Jim I Havo you
and sho"
Ho got no farther, for Pearson broke
away and, with a hurried "Good
night," strode up the platform to meet
the city bound train. Captain Ellsha
entered the house by the back door, a
remnant of South Denboro habit, and
law his niece, a shadowy figure, seated
by the window. He crossed to her
side.
"Well, Caroline," ho said cheerfully,
"I'm home again. Dearie, I just met
Jim Pearson. He tells mo lie's decided
not to go on this capo cruise of ourB.
He said you agreed with him 'twas
best he shouldn't go. Do you mind
tellin' me why? Havo you and bo had
a follln' out?"
Still she was silent Ho sighed.
"Well,"' he obsorved, "I see you have,
and I don't blame you for not wantln'
to talk about it. I'm awful sorry. I'd
begun to hope that However, we'll
change the subject"
"Uncle," sho said, "you know I al
ways want to talk to you. Mr. Pear
son and I have not quarreled, but I
thlnk-I think It best that I should not
bco him again. It would only make It
harder for him, and it's of no use."
Captain Ellsha sighed again. "I
guess I understand, Caroline. I pre
sume likely I do. He he asked some-
"And yet you sent him away. Why?"
thin' of you, and you couldn't say yea
to him. That was it, I suppose.
Needn't tell me unless you really want
to, you understand," he added hastily.
"But I do. I ought to toll you. Un
cle Ellsha, Mr. Pearson asked me to be
his wife." i
The captain gavo no evldcnco of sur
prise. "Yes," ho replied gravely; "I judged
that was it And you told him you
couldn't I suppose. Well, dearie, that's
a question nobody ought to answer but
the ono. You didn't euro for him
enough, I suppose. Caroline, you don't
care for anybody else, do you? You
don't still enro for that other feller,
thut"-
"Uncle," sho sprang up, hurt and in
dignant, "how can you?" sho cried.
"How could you ask that? What must
you think of me?"
"Please, Caroline," ho protested;
"please don't I beg your pardon. 1
was a fool. I knew better. Don't go.
Tell mo the real reason. Now tell me.
Was it that you couldn't care for Jim
enough?"
"I I liko Mr. Pearson very much.
I respoct and admire him."
"Jut you don't love him. I see.
Well," sadly, "there's another ono of
my dreams gono to smash. However,
you did Just right, dearie. Feolln' that
way, you couldn't marry him, of
course"
"That was not the reason,'' she said
in a low tone.
"Hey?" Ho bent toward her. "What?"
ho cried. "That wa'n't the reason,
you say? You do caro for him?"
She was silent.
"Do you?" he repeated gently. "And
yet you sent him uwny. Why?"
Sho faltered, tried to speak and then
turned away, no put his arm about
her and stroked her hair.
"Don't you cry, dearie," ho begged.
"I won't bother you any more. You
can tell me some other time if you
want to. Or you needn't tell me at
&1L It's all right; only don't cry."
"I mustn't bo so silly," she said. "I
dad made up my mind to tell you
everything and I shall. My not caring
for Mr. Pearson was not my reason for
refusing him. no would marry me,
poor as I am. And perhaps I perhaps
I Bhould say yes if things were differ
ent. I know I should say yes and bo
very, very happy, But I can't and I
won'tt I won't! I suppose you think
I havo been perfectly satisfied to let
you take care of mo and of my broth
er and give us a homo and nil that wo
needed and more, but I havo not been
contented with that, nor has Stevo.
He and I have made our plans, and we
shall carry them out. Ho will leave
college in two years and go to work in
earnest Bcforo that time I shall bo
ready to teach. I have been studying
with just that idea in view, I haven't
told you before, uncle, but one of the
domestic science teachers at the uni
versity la a girl I used to know slight
ly. Bhe is going to bo married next
year, and if all goes well I may be
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appointed to her position when sho
leaves. Stevo and I havo planned it
all. His salary at first will be small,
and so will mine, but together wo can
earn enough to live somehow, and
later on when ho earns more perhaps
we may bo ablo to repay a little of all
that you have given us. Wo shall try.
I shall Insist upon it."
"Caroline Warren, is that the reason
you sent Jim away? Did you tell him
that? Did you tell him you wouldn't
marry him on account of me?"
"No, of course I did not!" indignant
ly. "I told him I said I must not
think of marriage; it was impossible.
And it is. You know it Is, Uncle Ell
sha." "I don't know any such thing. If
you want to make mo happy, Caroline,
you couldn't find a better way than to
be Jim Pearson's wife. And you
would bo happy, too; you said so."
"But I am not thinking of happi
ness. It is my duty to you and to my
own self respect And not only that
but to Stove. Somo ono must provide
a homo for him."
"But you won't have to leave him.
Stevo's future's all fixed. I've provid
ed for Steve."
"What do you mean?"
"What I say." The captain was
very much excited nnd for once com
pletely off his guard. "I'vo had plans
for Stove all along. Ho's doln' fust
rate in that broker's office, lcarnln' tho
trade. When ho's out of collcgo I'm
goln' to turn over your dad's scat on
tho stock exchange to hjm. Not glvo
It to him, you know not right off but
let him try, nnd then, if ho makes a
good flst at it. he'll havo it permanent
I ain't told him, and I don't want you
to, but It's what I've planned for him,
and"-
"Wait! Walt, uncle, please! Tho
Stock Exchange seat? Father's seat?
I don't see-1 don't understand." .
"Yes, yes," eagerly; "your pa's seat.
I'vo meant it for Steve. There's been
chances enough to Bell it, but I
wouldn't do that. 'Twos for him, Caro
line, and ho's goln' to have it"
"But I don't see how why, I
thought"-
By tho light from the doorway ho
saw that sho was gazing at him with
a strange expression. She looked as
If sho was about to ask another ques
tion. Ho waited, but sho did not
ask it
Tho Stock Exchange seat had been
a part of her father's estate, a Dart of
her own nnd Stevo's Inheritance. How
could Captain Warren havo retained
such a costly part of tho forfeited es
tato in his possession? For it was in
his possession; ho was going to give it
to her brother when the latter left
college. Who was this mysterious
man her father had defrauded?. She
had never wished to know before; now
sho did. And tho more she pondered
tho more plauslblo her suspicion be
came. CHAPTER XVIII.
Th Stook Exchange Seat.
NOVEMBER weather on Capo Cod
is what Captain Ellsha describ
ed as "considerable chancey."
"The feller that can guess it two days
ahead of time," ho declared, "is wast
in' his talents. He could make a livin'
prpphesyin' most nnythlng, even the
market price of cranberries." When
Caroline, Sylvester and tho captain
reached South Denboro after what
seemed, to the two unused to the
leisurely winter schedule of tho rail
road, an interminable Journey from
Fall Biver, tho girl thought she had
novcr seen a inoro gloomy Bky or a
moro forbidding scene.
But sho kept her feelings hidden on
her uncle's account The captain was
probably tho happiest individual in tho
state of Massachusetts that morning.
Ho hailed tho tiuln's approach to Sand
wich as tho entrance to Ostablo coun
ty, tho promised land, and from that
station on excitedly pointed out fa
miliar landmarks and bits of scenery
and buildings with the gusto and en
thusiasm of a Bchoolboy.
At Denboro he pointed out Tcto Shat
tuck's livery Btablo, whore the horso
and buggy camo-from which had been
the means of transporting Graves and
himself to South Denboro,
"Seel" ho cried. "Seo that feller
holdln' up the corner of tho depot with
uls back, tho ono that'B so broad In tho
beam ho has to draw In his breath
afore ho can button his coat. That's
Pete. You'd think ho was too sleepy
to care whether 'twas today or next
week, wouldn't you? Well, If you was
a summer boarder and wanted to hire
a team you'd find Pete was awake and
got up early. If a ten cent piece fell
off tho shelf in tho middle of the night
he'd hear it, though I'vo known him to
sleep while tho minister's barn burned
down. The parson had been preachln'
against horse trauln'. Maybe that ser
mon was responsible for some of tho
morphlno influence."
Sylvester was enjoying himself huge
ly. Captain Ellsha's exuberant com
ments wero great fun for hlra. "This
1b what I came for," ho confided to
Caroline "I don't care if it rains or
snuwB. I could alt and listen to your
uncle for a year and never tire. He'a
a wonder."
Dan, the captain's hired man, met
them with the carriage at the station,
and Miss Baker met them at the door
of the Warren home. The exterior of
Ward
s
the big, old fashioned, rambling house
was Inviting and hoxnellko in spite of
the gloomy weather, and Caroline
cheered up a bit when they turned in
at the gate. Fivo minutes of Miss Abi
gail's society and all gloom disappear
ed. One could not bo gloomy where
Miss Abble was. Her smllo of wel
come was so broad that, as her cm
ployer said, "it took in all outdoor and
some of Punkhorn Neck," a place
which, ho hastened to add, "was forgot
durln' creation and baa sort of hap
pened of itself since."
Abbie conducted Caroline to her room
old fashioned, like the rest of the
house, but cozy, warm and cheery
and, after helping in the removal of
her wraps, seized her by both hands
find took a long look at her face.
"You'll excuse my bcin' so familiar
on short acquaintance, dearie," she
said, "but I've heard so much about
you that I feel's if I know you like
own folks. And you aro own folks,
ain't you? Course you are! Every one
of Llsha's letters have had four pages
of you to one of anything else. I be
gun to think New York was nothin but
you and a wbolo lot of ten story houses.
I declare, you're almost prettier than
he said. May I kiss you? I'd like to."
She did, and they were friends at
once.
The house and buildings were spot
leas In paint and whitewash; the yard
was raked clean of every dead leaf and
twig; the whole establishment was so
neat that Caroline remarked upon it
"It looks ao if it had been scoured,"
she said.
"Um-hm," observed her uncle, with a
gratified nod; "that's Abble. She hates
dirt worse than Bhe docs laziness, and
that ain't sayln' a little. I tell her
she'd sondsoap the weather vane If
she could climb up to it As 'tis, she
stays below and superintends Dan
while he does it"
Miss Baker bad planned that her
young guest should sit in state, with
folded hands, in the parlor. She seem
ed to consider that the proper conduct
for a former member of New York's
best society. But Caroline refused to
sit in the parlor and bo "company."
Sho Insisted upon helping. Miss Baker
protested and declared there was noth
ing on earth to be done, but her guest
Insisted that if there was not she her
self must sit As Abble would have
as soon thought of attending church
without wearing her jet oarrings us
sho would of sitting down before din
ner, she gave in after awhile and per
mitted Caroline to help in arranging
the table.
"Why, you do fust rate!" she ex
claimed In surprise. "You know whore
everything ought to go, Just as if you'd
been settin' tablo all your life. And
you ain't, because Llsha wrote you
used to keep hired help, two or three
of 'em, all the time."
Caroline laughed.
"I've been studying housekeeping for
almost a year," sho Bald.
"And they teach that at school?"
sho demanded. "And take money for
it? And call it science? My landl I
guess I was brought up In a scientific
household, then. I was the only girl
in the family, and mother died when I
was ten years old."
After dinner sho consented to sit for
a time, though not until she had don
ned her Sunday best, earrings and all
"And you aro our own folke, alnt yout"
Captain Ellsha and Sylvester sat with
them, and the big fireplace In the sit
ting room blazed and roared as it bad
not since its owner left for his long
sojourn In the city.
Caroline's mind was busy with tho
suspicion which her uncle's words con
cerning his futuro plans for Stove had
aroused. Sho had thought of.llttlo
clso since Bhe heard them. Tho cap
tain did not mention tho subject again.
Possibly on reflection ho decided that
he had already said too much. And
Bhe asked no moro questions. She de
termined not to question him yet
Sho must think first and then ask
Bomo ono else Sylvester.
Her opportunity came tho following
morning, the day before Thanksgiving.
After breakfast Captain Ellsha went
downtown to call on some acquaintances.
!tiL a
After the captain had gono Sylvester
sat down beforo the firo in the sitting
room to read a Boston newspaper. Aa
he sat there Caroline entered and clos
ed .he door behind her. Miss Abigail
was in tho kitchen -busy with prepara
tions for tho morrow's plum pudding.
Tho girl took tho chair noxt that oc
cupied by tbe lawyer. Ho put down
his paper and turned to her.
"Mr. Sylvester," sho said, "I wish
you would tell me something about tho
valuo of a scat on tho stock exchango.
What is tho price of one?"
Tho lawyer looked at her in surprise.
"The valuo of a seat on tho stock ex
change?" ho repealed.
"Yes. What does it cost to buy
one?"
Ho hesitated, wondering why sho
should bo interested in that subject
Captain Ellsha had not told him a word
of tho interview following Pearson's
last visit
"Well," ho replied, smiling, "they're
pretty expensive, I'm afraid, Caroline
"You muit oxcuo me."
I think the last salo was at a figure be
tween $00,000 nnd $100,000."
"Indeed! Was father's seat worth
as much as that?"
"Yes."
"But" with a sigh, "that, I suppose,
went with the rest of tho estate."
"Yes."
"Into the bonds of the man who took
it all?"
"Yes; the same hands," with a sly
smile at his own private Joke.
"Then how does it happen that my
uncle has It in his possession?"
The lawyer smiled no more. Ho
turned in his chair and gazed quickly
and keenly at the young lady besldo
him. And her gaze was just as keen
as his own.
"Why! Has he?"
"Yes. And I think you know ho
has, Mr. Sylvester. I know it be
cause ho told mo so himself. Didn't
you know it?"
"I I cannot answer these questions,"
he declared. "They involve profession
al secrets and"
"I don't see that this is a secret My
uncle has already told me. What I
could not understand was how he ob
tained the seat from the man to whom
it was given as a part of father's debt
Do you know how ho obtained it?"
"Er well er probably an arrange
ment was made. I cannot go Into de
tails because well, for obvious rea
sons. You must excuse me, Caroline."
"Ono moment more," she said, "and
one more question. Mr. Sylvester, who
is this mysterious person this stock
holder whom father defrauded, this
person who wishes his name kept a
secret, but who does such queer things?
Who Is ho?"
"Caroline, I tell you I cannot answer
these questions. He does wish to re
main unknown, as I told you and your
brother when we first learned of him
and his claim. If I were to tell you
I should break my faith with him.
You must excuse mo; you really must"
"Isn't he my uncle, Ellsha Warren?"
Sylvester was halfway to the door,
but she was in his path and looking
him directly in tbe face. He hesitated.
"I thought so," she said. "You needn't
answer, Mr. Sylvester. Your face ia
answer enough. Ho is. How could I
have been so blind?"
The lawyer, nervous, chagrined and
greatly troubled, remained Btanding by
the door. He did not know whether
to go or stay. He took his handker
chief from Mb pocket and wiped his
forehead.
"Whew!" ho exclaimed. "Well, by
George!"
Sho paid no attention to him, but
went on, speaking apparently to her
self. "It explains everything," she, said.
"He was father's brother, and father
in some wuy took utitl used his money.
But father knew what sort of man ho
was, and so ho asked him to be our
guardian. Father thought he would
bo kind to us, I suppose. And he has
been kind he has. Bnt why did bo
keep it a secret? Of course the money
was his. All we had was his by right
But to say nothing and to let us be
lieve" Sylvester interrupted quickly. "Caro
line, Caroline," he said, "don't make
any mistake. Don't misjudge your
uncle again. He is a good man, ono
of the best men J ever knew. Yes,
and one of tho wisest."
"Qh, Mr. Sylvester, please, now that
I do know, now that you havo told ma
so much, won't you tell rro tho rest
the reason and all of it? Please!"
Tho lawyer shook his head, regard
ing her with an expression of annoy
anco and reluctant admiration.
"Now that I'vo told you," ho repeat"
ed. "I don't remember that I'vo told
you anything."
(TO BH CONTINUED.)
"Allled-Amerlcan."
Jean was asked in Sunday school
what her nationality was. Remember
ing that her father and mother were
born in Canada, she replied that she
was an American, but of allied descent
HAD ATMOSPHERE OF HOME
Ambassador Quick to Seo Attraction
"Hostess House" Would Have for
Americans In London.
It was an amusing Incident that first
made the need of tho hostess house
apparent in London. In 1017 certain
American members of n Canadian unit
had business with the American am
bassador, but could come to him only
on Sunday. Mr. Page suggested that
they come to ton at his house. Six of
them arrived, nnd Mrs. Pago poured
tea in tho drawing-room. It was very
cheery nnd cordial, but somehow tho
business hung over. They had to meet
another Sunday.
This time there wero ten Americans
and the business was not completed.
Mr. Pnge Suggested n third Sunday,
and 20 Americans camo to transact
business with him on that day.
During the following week ho sug
gested that tho Americans in tho
Canadian unit who still wished to talk
to him should come to his house n
fourth Sunday and wind up affairs
with him, and on the fourth Sunday
the Pago drawing' room was packed
with soldiers.
The ambassador told his associates
about It, and ono of them chaffed an
American who had gono there to tea.
"Ambassadors are popular with you
Ynnksl" he said.
"Oh, the ambassador's all right 1"
conceded the American. "But wo
didn't attach much Importance to tho
business. It was Mrs. Page. Sho
served us tea around an honest-to-goodness
log fire, with n tea wagon
and fixings. It was great 1"
And there you are! Mindful of
those Sundays, Mr. Page realized that
with the advent of American forces In
England a substitute home for them
was an immediate necessity; so he
was the moving spirit in the' estab
lishment by the Y. M. 0. A. of the
American Officers' inn -at C Cavendish
square, London.
Slogans That Have Counted.
One of the big factors In arousing
the people of the United States to tho
great patriotic service they could per
form through war gardening was
through the slogans sounded from
time to time, writes Charles Lathiop
Pack, president of the National War
Garden commlsslop, in an article In
the Garden Magazine.
"Every. garden a munition plant,"
Is the slogan on the design drnwn by
James Montgomery Flagg. "Can vege
tables and fruit and can the kaiser,
too," Is the slogan of another striking
poster.
"Grow food F. O. B. the kitchen
door," Is one of tho forceful slogans
coined nnd .nsed by the commission.
"Hohenrakes versus Hohenzollerns"
Is another of the phrases which has
hit the reader between the eyes.
"Get Into the garden trenches;"
"The hoe is the machine gun of tho
garden;" "Food must follow the flag"
are slogans that have done their bit.
"Keep the home soil turning" is a
clever paraphrase of the title of a
famous song. Other successful
phruses used by the commission are:
"Speed up and spade up;" "Tune up
the spading fork."
Companions on Service Flag.
A thlrteen-star service flag has just
been raised In Baltimore. It renre-
J sents thirteen inseparable companions.
One star Is golden and honors the
memory of Louis Cohen, a boatswain's
mate on the United States steamer
Manley, who made the supreme sac
rifice when his ship and a British ves
sel collided somewhere In the Atlantic.
Tho other twelve stars represent his
mourning companions, who are now
preparing to go "over there." Four
are In the navy, one at Camp McClel
Inn, Annlston, Ala., and another at
Camp Meade, Md. The flag hangs
from the window of n store kept by
H. Mankodltz, at 1430 Baltimore
street, where the "crowd of thirteen"
used to meet before being called to
the colors. Cohen was a son of Louis
Cohen, living at 13 Illdger place, New
York. The Manley collision occurred
March 10 last. A depth charge aboard
the ship was exploded by the impact,
killing one officer and three enlisted
men and injuring a number of others.
Fresher Symbolism.
Symbolism has u more direct rela
tion to our conduct than we are always
ready to grant The old conventions
of burial and of grief overemphasized
the importance of physical and Indi
vidual loss, nnd so were in themselves
an obscuration of the new light wo aro
seeking upon the marble face of death.
Tho growing practice of wearing white
rather than black for mourning, or of
continuing the habitual colors of one's
dress ; the movement for placing upon
tho service flag a gold star in memory
of a soldier killed, are attempts toward
a fresher and truer symbolism express
ing our growing protest against the
depression and paralysis too often re
sultant upon tho passage of a loved
one from the known world to the un
known. Winifred Kirkland, In Atlan
tic Monthly.
Magnesia Cure for Cancer.
Tho theory that cancer Is not oi
mtcroblc origin, but is duo to tho ex
cessive elimination of certain substan
ces normally contained In tho blood,
Is supported by a report of tho re
searches of Professor Dubard, Just
published by tho French Academy of
Medicine.
Finding that tho system of cancer
ous subjects was particularly poor in
magnesia, Professor Dubard adminis
tered lurgo doses of It to patients op
erated on for cancer, and reports en
couraging results In a large number of
cases.
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EXPEW8TRTB0TE1F 4
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That there Is good reason for the
wonderful crops of grain .grown i
Western Canada, which havo mad
Uwusands of former residents of tho
United States wealthy, is not always
given the thought that it deserves is
ulto apparent. But that there must
be a reason is quite evident. Proba
bly more than one but the one that
requires emphasis is that the soil is
of tho nature that will produce good
crops. It was not long since thnt the
farmer selected his land In the most
haphazard way. Ho need not do so
today. He will select It on the soil
analysis plan. Soil from "Western
Canada was submitted to Prof. Slev
pns, soil physicist of the State College -of
Washington, nt Pullman, Wash. His
report should no doubt further encour
age settlement In Western Canada. It
reads ds follows: .
"We have analyzed this sample an
And that it runs high in lime, very
high in potash, phosphorus and In ni
trogen; that it has a splendid supply
of organic mutter and is in the best
of physical condition. Thero Is noth
ing wrong with this soil from the
standpoint of crop production, and I
am satisfied that It will give splendid
results wherever put under cultiva
tion." It Is soil like this properly worked, -and
on scientific lines, ns is the
rule today, that gives the opportunity
Jo quote the experiences of farmers
who have increased their Incomes
from 500 to $30,000 In two seasons,
and whose story would read as fol
lows: "I have threshed altogether 7,000
bushels of No. 1 Northern wheat from
200 acres, which went from 24 to 5tt
per acre sod breaking 24, sprint?
plowing SO, back setting 50 bushels
the average being 35 bushels per acre."
The newspaper giving an account of
this man's experience says: "When he
disposed of his 1,000 acres from north
of Brooks, Alta, to four Oak Harbor
men, he wns worth $30,000. Two years
ago he came here with $500 and a few
horses."
It Is the soil of Western Canada,
and the knowledge of what It will do
that brings to Canada the hundreds or
settlers thnt are dally arriving nt the
border. A growing enthusiasm for the
fertile prairie lands of Western Can
ada is spreading all over the continent.
This enthusiasm is the recognltlop of
the fact that sufficient food could be
produced on these prairie lands to
feed the world. From the south, east
and west, hundreds of men, too old for
military service, are pouring Into
Western Canada to take up land or
to work on the farms. A great many
of tho Incoming settlers have arrived
at such central points as Calgary, Ed
monton, and Lethbrldge, Alberta, and
nt Itcglna, Moose Jaw, and Saskatoon,
Saskatchewan. Judging from the bulk ""
of their household effects, the number
of their horses and cattle, and the
quantity of Implements they nre bring
ing with them, most of tho new .ar
rivals also seem well blessed with the
world's goods.
Reports from North Portal, Sas
katchewan ; Coutts, Alberta, and Kings
gate, British Columbia tho principal
gateways Into Western Canada from
tho United States Indicate that the
present influx of farmers Is In such
volume ns has not been witnessed for
many years. From Vancouver, Brit
ish Columbia, people are going to the
prairies for summer farm work, many
with tho Intention of taking up land
themselves nt the end of the summer.
The Influence of this tide of farmer
settlers on greater food production will
bo more readily appreciated when it
is considered that tho average Bettler
takes up at least twice as much land
as he has hitherto been farming and
land which, acre for acre, produces bet
ter and larger crops. Advertisement.
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