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CHAPTER IX. Continued.
At nightfall they havo left tho other
astern, nnd the fleet greyhound seems
to rush over tho greon waters llko a
hungry hound In pursuit of a hare.
Now they near tho American coast
Thus far tho steamer has kept up to
Jack's expectations, and ho feels al
most positive of landing before the
others.
Ts luck will havo It, they run Into a
heavy fog and It becomes necessary
to slow down. This promises to bring
lclay that will ndd hours to what
ccmod to prcsago a record-breaking
passage.
Whitles aro heard one hoarse ono
ahead, whero some steamer Is plow
ing through the dense fog. As soon
as Travers learns this vessel Is going
In tho samo way as themselves he
smiles, confident that .t is tho ono ho
chases.
At length about noon the fog rise?
and discloses tho beach of Far Rock
away on Long Island. Jack's eye3 arc
fastened upon the steamer Just ahead,
and which they promise to pass about
Scotland Lightship.
It is tho Anchorla.
Tha Glasgow steamer might have
reached port first only for floundering
in tho fog.
When they pass her black hull
cheers aro given from lusty throats,
and returned with equal vim. Jack
scans tho passengers along her side,
and his heart gives a sudden bound
when through his field glasses ho dis
covers his wife!
Tho sensation Is one not easily for
gotten. Near her hovers Senor Itoblado and
Juanlta.
Tho latter talks with some gentle
man Jack cannot seo him well at
first, but when ho moves tho light
strikes his face, and Travers grinds
his teeth in sudden rage.
It Is Howard Spencer, a3 dashing as
ever, despite his smash-up in Edin
burgh. Why does ho follow them? Is it be
cause ho is n moth fluttering round
tho candlo? The American who has
just become an English squire and
forsaken all his rich inhoritanco to go
chasing after the girl who bears his
name, yet care not whether sho bo
wlfo or widow this man frowns, and
under his breath says dlro things
which ho may visit upon tho head of
the offender in case tho said Spencer
persists in forcing his attentions on
Jack Travers' wife.
Reaching quarantine first, the Teu
tonic is almost through a health ex
amination when tho other steamer
comes limping up, her machinery in
bad trim.
So Jack finds ample time after pass
ing tho customs ordeal to take a cab,
send Ah Sin to an hotel, and in an
other reach tho Anchor lino pier Jut
as tho Anchorla Is pushed Into her
berth by tho noisy llttlo tugs.
Ho screens himself from observation
and thus watches the descent of tho
passengers as they fall Into tho hands
of tho Inspectors.
Jack Is carcrul not to show himself;
It Is to his advantage to have Roblado
bcliovo his plan for detaining him In
Glasgow worked to a charm. Spencer
is not with tho party, ho having trou
bles of his own.
As ho stands there Jack recognizes
In one of tho Inspectors an old ac
quaintance, with whom ho once spent
happy days on the plains.
He learns that tho authorities l.avo
received word from abroad that some
party sailing on tho Anchorla is bring
ing over a vast quantity of precious
stones concealed somewhere about his
person or luggage, and as tho Informa
tion has been vague, they appear to
Through his field glasses he discov
ers hi6 wife!
havo settled upon tho wretched don as
the culprit, and aro making life miser
able for him.
While the senor is raging up and
down and bicathlng out firo with every
swear word, Jack allows himsolf to bo
seen by tho rjrirl whom tho strangest
fato on record mado his wlfo in tho
good old city of Udinburgh.
Ho sees her sUrt and gazo at him
with dilated eyes, A3 though surprised
beyond measure. Sho turns and
speaks quickly to luv rompanlon, and
In a flash ho finds the black oyos of
tho littlo Cuban fastened upon him.
Then it is Jack puts a finger to his
lips to Indicate caution nnd silence.
He sees Juanlta's cxprcssivo nod, and
having accomplished all he desired,
fades away.
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Another minute and his arm Is
touched by somo one, nnd turning 'ie
discovers an humble individual who
would pnss for a missionary to tho
Cannibal islnnds or nn nctor oft tho
boards. His attitudo Is that of a
second-rate tragedian on Inspection,
but tho twlnklo In his eye declares
the man possessed of Intense humor.
Jack knows him at Bight, and is In
tensely amused to seo him horo.
"Why, hello, Smlthers, my donr
man! Been a long tlmo turning up.
Heat you across tho big pond, you
see?" ho says, accepting tho gravely
extended hand of tho Scotland Yard
agent.
"I've been watching you for somo
time, Fir, and endeavoring to puzzlo It
out. You wer'o on tho Teutonic, I Im
agine. How did you como to miss my
note, and lenvo mo tho tnsk of deck
ing how far I was to follow these peo
ple?" Jack laughs and hastily sketches th
manner in which ho was so cleverly
detained, at hearing which the detect
ivo puckers up his mouth as though
to whistle.
"Come, tho old fellow has moro
shrewdness than I gavo him credit
for. Hut what aro your plans with
regard to mo, sir?"
"That wo can decide on later. 1
niny want to you to accompany mo to
Cuba."
"Cuba? That will seem natural
enough." returns Smlthers, quickly.
"You havo been there before, then?"
"Well, rather. Spent somo years In
Havana."
"Good! I seo wo can arrange it
nicely that Is, If you havo no objec
tions to returning Miere7"
"Well, 1 don't hanker after It, truth
to tell; but business Is business. If
you want mo wo can arrange It."
They aro close enough when the dor
and his ladles movo away to hear him
direct tho driver to tho Brevoort
house, and before tho carriage has
reached West street Juck and his com
panion are snugly esconced In nnother.
having given tho wide-awake Jehu or
ders to keep tho first vehicle In sight.
Senor Roblado Is attempting no llt
tlo game, but brings up Bnfoly at tho
hotel, whero his trunks also arrive, In
doubtless a condition that makes him
moro than ever tho inveterate foo of
tho Yankee.
Thus tho translation from tho Old
to the New World has been effected.
Thcro is something connected with
this hasty trip of Don Roblado to Ha
vana that Jack docs not profess to
understand something that is tinged
with mystery in Its way, and which
excites his curiosity not a little.
When ho talks over the matter
with Smlthers, whom ho has taken
fully Into his confidence, tho latter
agrees with him that Roblado is a
queer customer, and that before they
aro tlnough with him they will very
likely discover ho has a deep object
in all that ho docs.
It would appear moro natural for
the senor to havo remained in Great
Drltaln until his claim In behalf of his
ward's third of tho heritage was put
through, instead of leaving it in the
hands of lawyers, and posting off in
such hot haste for tho other side of
tho Atlantic.
And hardly has ho settled his part;
comfoitably In a New York hotel tlinn
tho Indefatigable Job Smlthers follows
him to tho office of a coastwise steam
ship company, where Roblado secures
accommodation for the next voyage
Undoubtedly ho has reasons for
bringing up in Havana with the least
possible delay.
At first It appears as though they
will have to go by the samo boat,
which makes tho chances of discovery
very great; but wise Jack, after an
Investigation, finds a way of reaching
Havana ahead of the party, after see
ing them off, by means of the train to
Tampa, Florida, and then taking the
little steamer Mascot over to Cuba, a
voyage of about twenty four hours.
Twenty times a day Travers growb
at tho accursed fato which keeps him
from entering the lists and striving to
win thnt girl's heart. Poor follow, he
little suspects how much ho has been
In Jessie's mind over since his gen
erous nction In Edinburgh, and that
Fato is so shaping events as to bring
their life-lines together again, this
time never moro to part.
He has somo satisfaction in discov
ering that whllo Jessie treats Spencer
with respect, there Is a coldness In
her manner not at all promising to tho
success of tho other's suit.
Tho more ho hecs of her from a dis
tance, of course, since ho does not
wish to annoy her or betray his pres
ence to either of tho men tho greater
becomes Jack's enthusiasm, and the
stronger his resolution to loavo no
stono unturned In tho endeavor to carry
tho citadel of her heart.
Then comes their flitting.
Smlthers has done his duty faith
fully, and clung upon tho trail of the
senor with a persistency that Jack can
not but commend.
Ho has not fully comprehended all
tho mysterious actions of Sonor Ro
blado in New York, and reports sev
eral meetings which tho other attend
ed whero such extreme caro was taken
that even a cunuing follow llko Smlth
ers had not been able to tvorhear
what was said.
When Jack presses him for his opin
ion, Job declares it as his belief that
tho Spaniard Is concerned in somo po
litical Intrigue possibly In leaguo
with tho rebels of Cuba, nnd that his
secret mission In New York has to do
with tho Cuban Junta at their head
quarters. "Wall, Miey're off," says Trnvors,
rather gloomily, as ho stands on tho
pier nnd setv tho stenmor movjng to
ward tho upper bay.
Ho has boon looking through his
mnrluo glasses, but although tho tall,
arrogant Hguro of Roblado Is readily
dlscorncd, the ono ho seeks is not In
sight.
Thnt Is what gives him a fit of tho
blues. Jack Is not at nil the samo fel
low ns of yoro, for when onco that
burning feeling creeps Into a chap's
heart, good-by to his pence of mind
and tho bonhomie ways that formerly
mado him tho best-liked of men; nnd
tho thought thnt renders him moody
now Is tho possibility of her being in
tho cabin of tho steamer In conversa
tion with tho dotcsted Spencer.
"I should have thrown him into a
duck pond, or clipped his wings in
somo way," is tho rather vicious
thought that Intrudes upon his mind.
Tho dny of reckoning will como
sooner or Inter, nnd may dlschargo
this doht.
Smlthers presently Joins him.
Tho steamer has passed Liberty lsl-
Sees her start and gaze at him with
dilated eyes,
and and will soon bo far down toward
Sandy Hook.
"When shall wo start, sir?" asks tho
agent.
"To-night's train will bear us south.
I havo nothing to detain mo In Now
York. Did you seo shout our pass
ports this morning, Job?" replies Jack.
"I had no troublo there, sir. In thirty-six
hours wo will bo In Tampa,
ready for our llttlo voyage," replies
Smlthers.
And what ho says comes to pass.
(To bo contlnuod.)
QUEEN BEES WORTH MONEY.
As Much as $200 Paid for Some Bred
by Italian Farmers.
Just ns thcro aro valuable strains In
horses, cattlo and other stock, so
there aro varieties' of queen bees
which aro worth many hundred times
their woight In gold. Tho most valu
able strain is the Italian and many
Italian boo farmers demnnd nnd re
ccivo without question prices ranging
from $50 to $200 for a single queen
bee of a certain kind. Such bees aro
sent all over tho world. The owner of
a beo farm near Ottawa, Canada, goes
to Europe annually and brings back
with him bees of an nggregato valuo
of thousands of pounds. Ho is en
abled througlu the agency of an Italian
firm to effect an Insurnnco upon tho
most valuable of his queens.
Tills beo farmer has many strango
experiences in connection with tho
assistants ho is obliged to engage. Of
course all beekeepers must submit to a
certain amount of stinging. Dut in
somo cases tho poison in tho sting
acts directly upon tho assistants and
makes them alarmingly HI. Others
aro immuno, though slung hundreds
of times. Beo larmers aro often ap
plied to by persons suffering from
rheumntlsm, who wish to placo them
Eclves In tho wny of being stung. And,
strango ns it may seem, tho virus of
tho beo stlng docs often act as a euro
to persons suffering from serious at
tacks of rheumatism.
Homes of Millionaires.
Pasadena, in California, says tho
Sunset Magazine, has moro million
aires per capita than any other town
in tho country. Comparing census and
assessment rolls, it shows about ono
millionaire to every 400 people mil
lionaires who own residences there
nnd who llvo in them enough of tho
year to claim them ns homes. Of
transient millionaires who come thcro
year after year, for a month perhaps,
or threo months, there are fully as
many more, all glad to exchango a
despondont mercury for a whiff of
orango blossoms and a lungful of
balmy air. As a home of millionaires
a place whero millions aro enjoyed,
not earned Pasadena is llko tho liv
ing room of a house, whero tho work
and cares of tho day glvo way to ease
and comfort. Horo men como be
cause It Is so far from the hurry and
worry" of Wall street, the nolso and
strain of money seeking; hero they
can forget tho caro of great enter
prises, tho tnsk of amnssing fortunes,
in tho luxury of possessing and realiz
ing their benefits. Tho strenuous
spirit of commercialism wanes under
tho Influence of ever sunny skies and
soft, semi-tropic air.
Must Saw Wood for Lodging.
Cards have boon tacked high up on
tho walls of tho lockup at Walling
ford, Conn., which read; "All persons
lodged in this room must saw ono
basket of wood for each night's lodging."
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She 'alii: Oh, I long nnd yearn, this
) ear,
For (lie sen -my own blue sen!
Whero I can loam with no one near,
And tli earn and muse, nnd bo free.
I low? to Ho whero the billows roll.
And the white Rilll xklm and dart
Yes; that nlono l life to Iho soul
And iienoo to the tiled heart!"
She went nnd ant In n swaying ohalr
On a wide vcrnnda'a space
And she Razed and gaud ut the women
there.
And she never onco turned her face
From tho clilo creations, and coitumes
One
Then, back to her home, with a slRh
Of heart' content . . . "U was juit
divine!
Oh, that glorious aca and iky!"
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Tho girl had caught him red-handed,
slipping Into their horso stablo; nnd
during tho past week they had lost
three at their best animals. But tho
prisoner was Importurbnblo, oven
when in the first excitement of discov
ery sho had fired a bullet across his
shoulder as n warning to accept tho
capturo without protest. Ho had
turned calmly, but with an odd look
of nmnzement In his eyes; nnd ns ho
raised his hat with his left hand
nnd tried to sny something about wan
dering Into tho valley by accident, sho
hnd cut him short, with a curt, "Movo
on ahead thore, nnd don't attempt to
touch your weapons."
"If you will excuso mo, miss," ho
observed quietly, after they had cov
ered half tho dlstanco to tho house,
"Isn't it rather odd to build such a
home nn yours In so wild a placo? I
did not supposo there was evon a log
cabin within a hundred mllcB."
"My fathor likes tho location," tho
girl said coldly, "and so do I. Hero
wo aro now that Is my father on tho
piazza."
As she spoke they passed from be
hind a hedge of transplanted Now
England barberry bushes, brilliant
with their scnrlct clusters of seedy
fruit, directly In front of tho entrance.
Her father had half risen nnd was
looking down nt them Inquiringly.
"This Is a man I caught In our
horse stable, father," tho girl ex
plained. "Ho says ho was looking In
out of curiosity, but I bcliovo ho Is
tho thief who has been taking our
horses. You can talk with him
though, nnd find out. Watch him
closely, for ho's armed. will go
round to tho kitchen nnd seo If tho
Chinaman hns got dinner about
ready."
As she disappeared In tho house tho
strnnger turned away to hldo a emllo.
Thoso pcoplo were not very experi
enced In thief-taking.
"You will excuse my not rising, sir,"
tho host was saying courteously, "but
unfortunately I am at present a llttlo
Indisposed. Plcaso step up on tho
piazza and take that chair. Placo tho
books upon tho table."
Thcro wcro several small tables on
tho piazza and a number of chairs, and
tables and chairs wcro all occupied
by books. Tho prisoner went to tho
chair Indicated and removed tho books
to the table at the man's elbow. As
ho did so ho gnzed at tho thin, smoothly-shaven
face with a puzzled look
that was half recognition.
But tho keen, quizzical oyes wcro
piercing him through and through,
and as ho sat down ho had a feeling
that ho was back at collego and his
professor was probing him for tho
truth of some misdemeanor. Soon,
however, tho man's faco cleared nnd
tho searching eyes lost their look of
fixed inquiry.
"You nro blamoless, sir," tho Incls
ivo volco declared conclusively, "and
I apologlzo for my daughter's suspi
cion. Pcrhnps, though, It was natural
under tho circumstances. Of courso
you will stay to dinner. May I ask
your name?"
"Reynolds Phillips."
All tho tlmo tho man had been
speaking Phillips' gazo had been
"Move on ahead, there."
wandering longingly over tho pro
fusion of books. They wcro a famil
iar avenuo back Into his past. Invol
untarily ho reached out and plckod up
one, opening at tho fly-leaf. As he
did so he uttered a surprised exclamation.
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"Prosldont Elliot! Ho gavo you
this?"
"Yes. Do you know him?"
"Ho was my college president."
"What!" Tho mnn hnlf roso In his
chair. "I havo been a professor in
hlo college n good pnrt of my life.
When woro you there?"
"I grnduatod nino years ago."
"Nino years. Let mo see yos I was
In Europe n yenr or two about thnt
that tlmo for my health. But wo must
both hnvo been in tho collego during
your undergraduate days at somo
time. Phillips, Phillips tho namo
seems familiar."
"Yos, wo were together nenrly threo
"It ia a perfect combination with
you."
years. I romombcr you perfectly now.
You woro my professor of literature
I half recognized you when I first
stepped upon tho piazza."
Tho professor's hand was suddenly
extended. "Let mo shako hands with
you, Phillips," ho said. "I nover ox
pectod to seo any of my students
again. It Is delightful. What7" as
Phillpps put out his left hand some
what awkwardly, "Is your right arm
disabled? What Is tho matter?"
"Just n llttlo scratch," hastily.
"Men hunting in a wild country llko
this nro running Into something all
tho tlmo, you know."
"Roccnt?"
"This morning."
"Been nttended to?" .
"N no, not yet. But It doosn't
matter. I will attend to it ns soon as
I go away. I don't mind a llttlo thing
llko this."
"Mary shall look after It at onco,"
Iccisivcly. "Sho Is a very good sur
;con, nnd included mcdiclno In her
curriculum. Mary! Oh, Mary!"
"Really, It doesn't matter In tho
least," Interposed Phillips hastily. "I
would much rather not hnvo it looked
after Just now."
But tho professor paid him not tho
least attention. When his daughter
appeared ho nodded toward Phillips'
right arm.
"Wounded," he Fjnld, "and from tho
looks of that round holo In his coat
slccvo I should say it was a bullet.
That kind of cloth does not show
blood saturation much, or I think wo
would havo noticed It before. To
think of him sitting hero nil this tlmo
with an arm too disabled to use, nnd
not alluding to It Mary, you must
cut the slccvo away at onco and at
tend to It."
Tho girl's face had grown whlto
with sudden comprehension. She
went quickly to Phillips, her gazo
steady nnd direct.
"What is it?" she domanded.
But Phillips' was equally steady, and
in his eyes was an Impervious request
for sllonce. And sho understood.
"It Is nothing but what is liable to
happen nt any moment to an ndven
tuior llko mo," ho answered, "nnd I
assure you it is not worth a moraont's
uneasiness on your part. I would
much rather you had not noticed it;
but since you have, and to rcllovo any
possible anxiety, I will submit. But
please understand it was a mere acci
dent, with no one to blamo but my
solf." Ono afternoon, a month later, Phil
lips and Mary walked down from tho
piazza, under tho treos. Tho profes
sor was asleep In a reclining chair at
tho far end of the piazza, a paper over
his face. It was tho first tlmo Phil
Hpps had left the houso after a long,
serious fever which had followed hl
wound. In Mary's oyoa was a tender,
surprised Joy.
"It Ik good to soo you out ngaln,
Reynolds," sho said. "At one time I
was nfrald thnt thnt "
Ha turned his oyes away, gazing up
tho Tftlloy, conscious of tho flush that
was coming to her face. It was tho
first tlmo she hnd called him by that
nnmc. Thcro was Joy in his own eyes.
"I shnll always keep tho bullot ns
tho direct cause of my great happl
ncss, Mary," ho said, with a low
Inugh. "I had counted on spending
tho rest of my life In this wilderness,
for I lovo freedom. But tho prospoct
was nover wholly satisfactory. Some
times tho Influence of tho East camo
over mo, with a longing for Us book
nnd I had to fight tho feeling away
This valley now brings mo tho East
with cultured pcoplo to talk tc, and
with tho freedom of tho wilderness at
tho very door. It is a perfect corablna
tlon with you."
FORCED TO BE CLEAN.
Administering Baths In New York
Municipal Lodging House.
In "Six Weeks in Bcggnrdom,'
Everybody's Magazine, Theodore Wat
crs begins nn account of his investt
gntion of tho beggar problem for that
magazine. Tho following Is a partla
description of his experiences, dls
gulscd ns n destitute worklngmnn, ir
tho Municipal Lodging Houso of Now
York:
"After tho medical examination w
filed through the outer ofllco, where
wo gavo over our pedigrees nnd the
onvolopcs, in which wo hnd beep
obliged to put our trinkets, to thf
bookkeeper; nnd after that wo went
down a flight of steps to tho baso
mont whero hundreds of dirty moo
wcro being mndo clean. Every map
was instructed to removo his cloth
lng nnd plnco it In a net bag giver
him for tho purpose. Tho garments
woro then hung In n great oven and
subjected to a temperature of 230 do
groos F. Tho men meantime wcro
compelled to take a handful of green
sonp and rub It upon their heads, and
then to Btnnd under a very Niagara of
water which descendod from taps in
tho colling. Thero wns no oscuplng
this drenching process. A big attend
ant nrmed with a mop hnndlo Inspect
ed each man as ho wont undor tho
water, and nover fnllcd to object vigor
ously when nny attempted to cscnpo
whllo tho slightest particlo of grlmo
remained upon him. I saw what I
felt suro must bo tho dirtiest mnn In
Now York glvo up his clothes and go
tinder tho shower grudgingly, and nf
ter determined urging on tho part of
tho nttondant, come out clean. Thoro
wcro many such In tho City Lodging
Houro thnt night, but tho majority of
thorn welcomed tho bnth, tho spot
less night-gown, tho comfortable slip
pers, and finally tho reposo on tho
cleanest of beds."
Up-to-Date Costume.
Mrs. Patrick Campbell, famouB fot
hor dramatic art and her pet dog
Pinky Pnnky Poo, n Jnpancso spaniel
of high culture, whllo in Washington
recently went driving ono day nnd In
cidentally dropped in to seo a friond.
Tho air was chilly, In fact cold, and
Mrs. Campboll woro a long coat of
Russian sable. Pinky or Panky or Poo
was in a warm spot underneath tho
coat, his shaggy llttlo head, his eyes,
nnd whlto teeth peering out.
"Oh, what n lovely coat that Is," ox
clnlmed Mrs. Campboll's hostess as
sho stroked it; "nnd what an odd
frog you'vo got thero nt tho button,"
as sho took hold of Plnky's head.
Pinky repulsed tho gentlo squeeze
with a annp.
"My heavens!" exclaimed tho ac
tress's friend. "What is that?"
"Oh!" exclaimed tho actroBB laugh
ingly. "It's just a llttlo Jnp thats got
undor a Russian's hide." Now York
Times.
Poor Croesus. '-,
If I were rich ns Croesus
Hut out on riches, dear!
For I havo you nnd lovo to-day,
And Just to-day la horo!
If 1 wro rich ns Croesus
I pntiso nKnln and lauuh
The half tha Joy of you and love
Wcnlth could not buy tho half!
If I wero rlrh as Croesus
I wonder If tho flame
Of uut'imn lenves would bo as red.
If skies would look the autne.
If I woro rich ns Croesus
Dear heart, I turn to you.
Would you hold mo much dearer then.
Love mo mora than you do?
If I were rich ns Croesus
Donr heart, there's naught I lack,
And If I lost what now I have.
No wealth could bring It back!
If I were rich ns Croesus,
And I were left alone,
Could polilen dross bring bnck thy heart
To Lout against my own?
Nny, I am rich ns Croesus,
Fur rlchor, too. I ween.
For there are hearts bo close to mine
That naught may come between;
Aye, I am rich as Croesus
I've held your hands In mine!
Ho never claBpod you In his arms.
Nor saw your dear eyes shine.
J. M. Lewis In .oustou Post.
Queer Religion of Japan.
Tho emperor and tho empire, tha
ompiro that is tho people theso con
stitute tho real religion of Japan, tho
great idea through tho divino virtue
of which tho Japanese havo accounted
for themselves beforo tho wondering
eyes of a Christian world.
For his imperial majesty. Emperor
Mltsuhito, tho llttlo brown soldiers of
Japan joyously die, and for him do the
thousands of bereaved one3 suffer in
proud silence that dreams In great
pcaco of an afterward. And it Is not
weak indlffercnco they display, thesa
tearless ones; It Is strength, tho might
lest over seen on earth.
By thousands they hear tho grim
news that robs them of all reason tot
living, and by thousands they retreat
in splendid awe, tempered, bless God!
by patriotic prldo thnt has not IU
equal under the shining sun. Grief la
vlslblo racks tho soul of Japan whllo
sho marches proudly on with a Joj
note in her war song. Eleanor Franks
lln in Leslie's Weekly.
