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VWxii m.iiiv .TifcVfc t :.. -'.3i.-"Mi - qjpprSyyrgwyyqsjj - lllustrytionsBy DOM.T.LW3N SYNOPSIS. Hill Cnnnon. the bonunzn kin. nnl 1 Ills liiiightr. Hoho, who hnd passed up Mrs. Cornelius llynn's bnll nt Ban Krnmlseo to Jipcompnny hiT father, nrrlvo nt Antelope. Domlnlek llynn rulls on his mother to 1)pr n bull Invltnllon for his wife, nnd Is refused The determined old lady runups to recognize her ilnwjliler-ln-liiw Uom inlrk had been trapped Into 11 innrrlntfo -with Hernlce Iverson. n stenographer, ovi-rnl years liln senior. She squam prs his money, they huvp fn-iuenl oiinrrelH, nnd lip slip nwny Cannon nnd lilu daughter ire Knott il In lit Antelope. Domlnlik Itynn Is lesrtied from storm In uncnn acinus pondltlon urld brought to Anlmop liotcl. Antelope Is cut off by storm, llosc 'unnon iiutifH Uomlnlck back to llfp CHAPTER VI (Continued.) "I don't e?c how alio could do that trniiFnarcnt neck nnd nil. 1 don't think (hut's (he kind of dress to wear In u thr&ter. It's too sort of con apleunus." "I ihlnli Ilnnnnh'B right," mid Josh solemnly, nodding at Herny. "It don't BMtn to me tho right thing for u lady. KookH fast." "What do you know about It, Josh JlcCrae?" r-ald Hnzel pugnaciously. "You're n rlcrk in a Jewelry store." "Mnjbo I r.m," retorted Josh, "but I KiicbH that don't prevent me from Jtnowlng when n thing looks fast. Clerks In Jewelry stores ain't such Kinnmers as you might think. And. nnvwiiy, 1 don't rce that being a clerk In any kind of a store has anything to do with it." Hazel was taxed tho effort of male Ins a crushing repartee, by Pearl, who liud been allently callng hor lunch, now EUtfdenly launching a remark into Ihe momentary pause. "Did Uncle Domlnlck go to tho l)all?" sl.o asked, raising a pair of limpid hltio eyes to Uerny's faro. An Instantaneous, slgnllicnnt bIIpiico fell on the others, and all eyes turned Inquiringly to Herny. Hcrr of cool control became slightly exaggerated. "No, ho elaycd at home with me," eho replied, picking daintily at tho .meat on, hor plnle. "Hut I Biipposo he felt real hurt nnd nniioysil." tnid Hannah. "Ho couldn't have helped It." Hprny did not reply. She knew that Bhe must sooner or later tell her slstcra of Domlnick's Htraugo depart ure. They would find It out other wise and suspect more thnn bIio want ed them to know. TheyJlko the rest of the world, had no Idea that Berny's .brilliant marriage was not tho domes tic success It appeared on the. surface. She moved her knife and fork with an nrranglng hand, and, as Hazel started to speak, said with as careless an ulr jib she could assume: "'Domlnick's gone. He left this morning." "Gone where?" exclaimed Hazel. This was tho test question and Herny Wind schooled herself in an answer In Iho car coming up. t '"Oh, up nto tho country," she said nonchalantly. "He's worn out. They work tho life out of him In that hor rlblo hank. He's getting Insomnia and thought he'd better take n change now beforo ho got run completely down, so ho left thlB morning and I'm i gay grass widow." Sho laughed and drank some wa ter. Her laugh did not Bound to her own ears convincing and alio was iware that, while Hnnnuu wajj evi dently sntlsflcd by her explanation, Hazel was eying her pondcrlngly. "Well, If ho'B got Insomnia," said Hannah, "he'd boiler tako his holiday right now. That's tho best thing to Jo. Tftko it In tho beginning, Before 'father took 111" Here Josh Interrupted her, ns Han nah's reminiscences of tho lato con tractor's last illness wero long and exhaustive. "Whero'd you say he'd gone?" ho jucrled. , "! can't remember the name," Herny tnswercd with skillfully-assumed In- difference; "somewhero down toward Banta Cruz and Monterey, nomu now place. And he may not stay there. If the doesn't "like It, he'll just move around from place to place." - -Why didn't you go, too?" said Pearl. This was tho second question Horn bad dronded. Now suddenly sho felt her throat contract and her lips quiver. Her usually Iron nerve hnd been shaken by her passion of the night before and tho shock of the morning, Tho unwonted sensations of gloom nnd apprehension closed In on tier again, and this time mndo her feci weak nnd tearful. "I didn't want to. I hate moving .around," sho Bald, pushing her chair back from tho table. Her volco was n llttlo hoarse, and suddenly feeling tho sting of tcurs under her eyelids ho raised her hands to her hat and -.began to fumble with her veil. "Why should I Icavo my comfortnblo Hat to go trailing round In a lot of hnlMiuilt 'hotels? That sort of thing doesn't appoal to mo nt all. I llko my own cook, and my own bed, and my own 'bnth-tub. I'm more of nn old maid than Hannah. Well, so long, people. it must' bo traveling." .Sho laid her napkin on the tnblo nnd dumped up with nn assumption of brisk liveliness. Sho paid no atten tion to tho expostulations of hor, rela tives, but going to tho glnBB arranged ?5- " V MENS CffiLDBEN IJrGPAmNR BONNER, Author .c'lHB KQNEER. TOMoipwis tangle; ' CojjyrigkiiXBTlieBOBBS-MEBrHL CO. her hat nnd put on hcrgloves. When she turned back to tho tnblo she hnd regained possession of herself. Her veil wns down nnd through It her checks looked unusually flushed, nnd her dnrk eyes, with their slanting out er corners, brighter and harder thnn over. Sho hurried through her good bys on tho pica that sho hnd shopping to do, nnd almost ran out of tho houso, leaving a trail of porfumcry and high, artificial laughter behind her. For the next week Bhe waited for news from Domlnlck and nono came. It wns a trying seven dnyfl. Added to her embarrassment of mind, the loneliness of tho fiat wns almost un endurable. There was no onp to speak to, no one to share her anxieties. Her position wns unusually friendless. When her marriage had lifted her from flic ranks of working women she had shown so cold a face to her old companions that Ihoy had dropped away from her, realizing that sho wished to cut all ties with tho world of her humble beginnings. New friends had been hard to make. Tho wives of sonic of the bank ofllclals, nnd odd, aspiring applicants for such honors ns would accruo from oven this re mote connection with tho august name of Ityan, wero nil she hnd found where with to make a clrclo nnd a visiting list. Hut she was Intimate with nono of them nnd was now too worried to seek tho society of mere ncqunlnlnnces. Sho nto hor solltnry meals In oppres sive silence, feeling the Chinaman's eyes fixed upon her In Ironic disbe lief of tho story she ha"d told him to account for Domlnick's nbsencc. Eat as slowly ns sho would, her dinner could not bo made to occupy more than twenty minutes, nnd after that there was tho long evening, Iho In termlnnblo evening, to bo passed. Sho was a great render of newspapers, and when sho returned from her after noon shopping sho brought a bundlo of owning papers homo In hor hand. Sho would read these Blowly, at first the Important items, then go over them for matters of Icbb moment, and llnally scan tho advertisements. At tho end of tho week she felt thnt sho must find out something, nnd went to tho hank. It was her Intention to ensh n small check nnd over this transaction seo if tho pnylng teller would vouchsafe any Information nbout Domlnlck. Sho pushed tho check through tho opening nnd, as tho mun counted "out tho money, snld glibly: "Do you hear anything of my wan dering husband?" Tho teller pushed tho llttlo pile of silver and gold through tho window toward hor nnd leaning forward, said, with the air of one who intends to have n leisurely moment of tnlk: "No, we hnven't. Isn't It our placo to come to you for thnt? Wo wore wondering" whero ho'd gono nt such n season." Uerny's delicntoly.glovcd fingers "What Do You Know About It, Josh McCrae?" Said Hazel. mndo sudden hasto to gather up tho coIiib, "Oh, he's Just loafing about," sho suld ns easily as was consistent with tho disappointment nnd nlarm that gripped her, "He's Just wandering round from placo to place. Ho wns getting liiBomnln nnd wanted n chnnge of scene." Sho snapped tho claap of her purso before the mnn could nsk her further questions, nodded her good-bys, nnd turned from tho window. Her fnco changed as alio emerged on tho wide, stono steps that led to tho street. It was pinched and pale, two lines drawn between tho eyebrows. 8ho descend, etl tho steps slowly, tho flood of mng- nuicent sunBiuno having no wnrmlng Inlluonco upon tho chill that hnd seized upon hor. Many of tho pnas Ing throng of men looked at her a pretty woman in hor modlahly-mnde dress of tan-colored cloth and her close-fitting brown turban with a bunch of white pnrndlso fonthors at ono sldo. Under her dotted veil her carefully made-up complexion looked f Vf '1 l ' If i, naturally clear nnd rosy, nnd hor eyes, accentuated by u dnrk lino benenth them, wero In nttractlvo contrast to her reddened hnlr. Hut sho wns not thinking of herself or tho admiration Bhe evoked, o subject which was gen erally of overpowering Interest. Mat ters of more polgnnnt moment bad crowded nil elso from her mind. Tho next week begnn nnd advanced and still no news from Domlnlck. Ho had been gono fourteen days, when ono evening In her perusal of tho pa per she saw his name. Her trembling hands pressed tho sheet down on tho table, nnd her eyes devoured the print ed lines. It was one of the many short despatches that had como from tho foot-hill mining towns on tho rqcent storms In tho Sierra. It wns bended Rocky Hor and contained n descrip tion of the situation nt Antelope nnd tho snow-bound colony there. Its chief Item of Informntlon wns that Hill Cnnnon nnd his dnughter wero mnong tho prisoners nt I'crley's Ho tel. A mention was made, only a lino or two, of Domlnick's walk from Itocky Har, but It was treated lightly nnd gave no Idea of tho real seriousness of that almost fntnl excursion. Herny read the two short para graphs many times, and her spirits went up like the needle of a ther mometer when, the quicksilver Is grasped In a warm hand. Her relief wns Intense easeful nnd relaxing, as the sudden cessation of a pain. Not only wns Domlnlck nt last found, but ho was found In a place as far re moved from his own fnmlly nnd Its In fluences as ho was from her. And best of nil ho was shut up, Incarcerat ed, with Hill Cannon, tho Honanza King. What might not como of At Herny wns not glad of the quarrel, but It seemed a wonderful pleco of luck that that unpleasant episode should have sent him Into tho very arms of the man that sho had always wanted him to cultivate nnd who was tho beBt person In the world for hlra to Impress favorably. If Hill Cannon, who hnd been n friend of his father's, took a fancy to Domlnlck, thcro was no knowing what might happen. In n sudden reaction of relief nnd hope Herny snw them nlmost adopted chil dren of tho Honanza King, flouting tho Kynns In tho pride of their new found honors. It made her feel lenient to Doml nlck, whoso Indifference and neglect had put her to tho torments of tho last fortnight. After nil, he could not hnvo let her know his whereabouts. Tho wires wero Just up, and tho rural mnll-carrlcr had not yet been ablo to effect an ontranco Into tho snow-bound town. Why Domlnlck had choBon to go In this direction nnd hnd attempted an Impossible walk In a heavy snow storm Herny did not know, nor Just now caro much. A sensation ns near remorse and tenderness as sho could feel possessed hor. Under Its soften ing Influence spurred to generosity nnd mngnanimity by tho lifting of tho weight of anxiety she decided that she would wrlto to him. Sho would wrlto him n letter which would smooth out tho difficulties between them nnd bring him homo ready to forgivo and be once more hlo old self, kind, quiet, nnd Indulgent, as he had been In tho first year of their marriage. Then and there, without further waiting, sho wroto tho letter. It ran as follows: "My Dear Husband: I have only Just Been In tho paper where you are, and, oh, the relief! For two weeks now I have been half crazy, wondering about you, wnltlng to hear from you. And nothing evor como. Domlnlck, dear, If you hnd seen me sitting hero alone In tho don every evening, think ing nnd wnltlng, looking at tho clock and listening all tho time, even when I wns trying to rend listening for your footsteps which nover enmo you would hnvo felt very sorry for mo; oven you, who wero so nngry thnt you left me without a word. It's Just been hell this last two weeks. You may not think by tho wny I ncted thnt I would hnvo cared, but I did, I do. If 1 didn't lovo you would I mind how your pcoplo treated me? Thnt's what makes It so hard, because I loyo you and want you to bo happy with mo, nnd It's drendful for mo to seo them always getting In between us, till sometimes lately I havo felt thoy were going to separate us altogether. "Oh, my dear husband, don't lot thnt happen I Don't let them drive me nwny from you! If I havo beon bad humored and unreasonable, I have hnd to bear n lot. I am sorry for tho pnst. I nm sorry for what I Bald to you that night, and for turning on tho gas and scratching the bed. I am ready to ac knowledge thnt I was wrong, nnd wns menu and bnteful. And now you ought to be reudy to forgivo mo nnd forget It nil. Como bnck to me. Please como back. Don't be nngry with mo. I nm your wife. You cboso mo of your own freo will. Thnt I lovod you so thnt I forgot honor nnd public opinion nnd hnd no will but yours, you know better than any ono else In tho world. It Isn't ove'ry man, Dom lnlck, that gets that kind of lovo. I gnvo It then nnd I've novor stopped giving It, though I've often beon so put upon nnd enraged that I've said things 1 didn't menu nnd dono things l'vo been rendy to kill myself for. Hero I nm now, waiting for you, long ing for you. Como back to me. "Your loving wlfo. DEItNY." Sho rend tho letter over several times and It pleased her greatly. So nnxlous wns sho to havo It gojis soon ns poaslblo that, though It was past ten, sho took It out herself nnd post ed It In tho letter-box nt tho corner. CHAPTER VII. Snow-Bound. Whllo tho world wont about Its af fairs, attended to Its business, read its papers, sent Us telegrams and wroto Its letters, tho llttlo group at Antelopo was as completely cut off from It ns though marooned on n strip of sand In an unknown sea. A socond storm had followed tho origi nal one, and tho end of tho first week saw them snowed In deeper than over, Antelopo a trickle of roofs and smoke stacks, In n white, crystnl-clcnr wil derness, solemn In Its stillness nnd loneliness as the primeval world. Tho wires woro down; the letter carrier could not brenk his way In to them. They heard no news and re ceived no mall. Confined In a group of rudo buildings, crouched in a hol low of tho Sierra's flank, they felt (or tho first tlmo whnt It wns to bo outsldo that clrclo of busy activity In which their Jives had heretofore passed. They wero fnce to face with the nnture they thought they hnd con quered and which now In Its quiet grandeur awed them with a senso of their own small helplessness. Pressed upon by that enormous silent Indiffer ence, thoy drew nearer together, each Individual unit gnlnlng In lmportnnco from tho contrasting Immensity with out, each character unconsciously de claring itself, emerging from acquired reticences and becoming bolder nnd more open. They accepted their captivity In n spirit of gny good humor. Tho only two members of tho party to whom It peemed Irksome were Bill Cnnnon and the actor, both girding ngnlnst a con finement which kept them from their sovoral spheres of action. Tho others i i Z rmM VT If Lavn- -. f - They Accepted Their Captivity abandoned themselves, to a childish, almost fantastic enjoyment of a situ ation unique In their experience. It was soon to end, it would never be repeated. It was an adventure charged with romance, nccldentnl, unsought, as all true adventures are. Tho world was forgotten for these fow days of Imprisonment against tho mountain's mighty heart. It did not exist for them. All that was real was their own llttlo party, tho white-washed pas sages and walls of Perley's, tho dining-room with Its board floor and homely fare, and the parlor at night with a semicircle of faces round the blazing logs. On tho afternoon of tho sixth day Domlnlck mado hfs first appearance down stairs. Ho achieved tho descent with slow palnfulness, hobbling be tween Perley and tho doctor. Tho for mer's bnth-robo bad been cast aside for a dignified dark-brown dressing gown, contributed to his wardrobe by Cannon, and which, cut to fit the burly proportions of tho Honanza King, hung nround tho long, lank form of tho young man In enveloping folds. Tho parlor wns ompty, snvo for Miss Cnnnon sitting beforo the fire. Dom lnlck had ceased to feel bashfulness nnd constraint In tho presence of this girl, who hnd beon pushed ngnlnst his will If not ngnlnst hor own Into tho position of his head attendant. The afternoon when they had sat to gether In his room seemed to havo brushed nwny nil his shyness nnd self consciousness. Ho thought now that It would bo dlfllcult to retnln either In Intercourse with a being who wns so cnndld, so spontaneous, so freshly nat ural. Ho found himself treating her as It sho wero a young boy with whom he had been placed on n sudden foot ing of careless, cheery Intimacy. But hor outward seeming what sho pre sented to tho eye wns not In the least boyish. Her pale, opaque blond ncss, hor line, rich outlines, hor soft ness of mien, woro things ns complete ly nnd graciously feminine as tho most epicurean admirer of women could hnvo wUhed, Now, nt tho sight of her bending over tho tiro, ho oxporlcnccd a sensa tion of pleasure which vhguely sur prised him. Ho wns hardly conscious that all tho tlmo he had been dressing nnd whllo ho enme down stairs he had been hoping that buo would be there. Ho sot a quick glance ahead of him, saw her, and looked away. Tho pain of his feet was violent, -nnd with out again regarding her ho knew that whllo ho was gnlnlng his chair nnd bis nttendnnts woro Bottling him, sho hnd not turned from her contemplation of tho fire. Ho already know her well enough to have a comfortable assur ance of her Invarlnblo quick tnct. It wns not till tho two men woro leaving tho room that she turned to him nnd said, ns If resuming an Interrupted conversation: "Well, how do you like tho parlor? Speak nicely of it for I feel nn If It belonged to me." , "It's a first-rate parlor," ho nn swered, looking nbout him. "Never snw n better one. Who's tho gentle mnn with tho wreath of wax flowers round his head?" "Thnt's Jim Granger. Ho comes from hero, you know; nnd you mustn't laugh nt those flowers, they came off his coffin." "My father know him," said the young man indifferently. "Thero wero lots of queer Btorles about Jim Gran gor. He killed a man once up at Do die. Ypu'vo a fine fire here, haven't you?" "Kino. It's never allowed to go out. Whnt do you think I intend to do this afternoon? I've a plnn for amusing and instructing you." "What 1b it?" he said somewhnt un easily. "I don't feel In tho least as If I wnnted to qe Instructed." Sho rose and moved to the centor- In a Spirit of Gay Good Humor. table which was covered with an Ir regular scattering of books. "Before you came down I was look ing over these books. There nro lotB of them. Mrs. Perley snys they've been nccumulatlng for years. Mining men havo left them nnd some of them hnvo the nnraes of people I know written In them. I thought perhaps you might llko to read somo of them." Domlnlck sent n lnzlly disparaging glance over the books. Ho was not much of a reader at the beat of times. "What are they," he said, "novels?" "Mostly." Sho sat down by the table and took up the volume nearest to her. "Here's 'Tale of Two Cities That's a fine one." "I'vo read It. Yes, it's splendid. It's all about the French Revolution. The hero's like a real person and heroes In books hardcover are, only I'd havo liked him better If he'd stopped drink ing and married his girl." "I thought perhaps you might like mo to read to you," she said, turning a tentative glance on him. "That's how I was going to amuse and Instruct you." "I'm Bure It would be much more amusing and probably Just as Instruc tive If you talked to me." "You've got to stay down hero two hours. How could I talk and be amus ing and Instructive for two hours? You'd probably havo a relapse and I'm qulto suro the doctor'd And mo in a dead faint on tho hearth when ho camo In." "All right. Let's try tho books. Don't let's risk relapses and dead faints." "Very well, then, that's understood We'll go through tho library now. I'll read tho titles and you say If you like any of them." "Suppose I don't?" "You'll surely have a preference" "All light. I'll try to. Go on." "Hero's 'Foul Play,' by Charles Reade. It seems to have been a good deal read. Somo of tho paragraphs aro marked with a pencil." "I think I'vo read It, but I'm not sure. It sounds llko a murder atory. No, let's pass on that." "Well, here's 'Mra. Skaggs' Hus bands,' by Bret Hnrto, Does that sound ns If you'd like It?" "'Husbands!' No. Wo don't want to rend about a woman who has husbands.- Pass on that, too." "The next 1b very nicely, bqund and looks quite fresh and now, as If no body had reach It much. It's called 'Tho Amazing Marriage.'" "Oh, pass on that! I had It onco and stuck In tho third chapter. Tho last tlmo I went East somebody gavo it to me to read on tho train,. I read threo chapters and I wns moro nmazed than nnybody In sight. Tho porter was n fresh coon nnd I gave It to him as my revenge. I'll bet It amazed him." "You don't seem to havo anything In tho nnturo of a preference, so fnr. I womlor how this will suit you. "Notro Damo do Paris," by Victor Hugo." "I don't understand French." "It's English and It's qulto w6rn out, as If It had been read over and over. Several of tho pages aro falling out." "Oh, I'vo read that. I Just remem ber. It's a rattling good story, too. About the hunchback and the gipsy girl who tells fortunes and has a pet goat. The priest, who's a villain, falls off the stceplo and clings to a gutter by his finger nails with his enemy watching him. It's tho finest kind of a story." "What a pity that you've read It! Oh, here's ono that's evidently been a great favorite. It's In paper nnd it's nil thumbed and torn. Some body's written across the top, 'Of all the damned fool people '. Oh, I hg your pardon, I read It before I real ized. Tho nnmo Is 'Wife In Name Only.' It doesn't seem tho kind of title that makes you want to read the book, does It?" '"Wife In Nnmo Only!'" he gavo a short laugh. "It certainly Isn't tho kind of nnmo that would make me want to read a book." "Nor me," said a deep volco behind them. They both turned to see Buford, tho actor, standing back of tho table, hlB tall, angular figure silhouetted against tho pale oblong of tho uncur tained window. He wns smiling suavely, but at the same tlmo with a sort of uneasy, assumed assurance, which suggested that he was not un used to rebuffs. "That, certainly," he Bald, "Is not a name to recommend n book to any man any man, that Is, who has or over had a wife." He advnnced Into tho clrclo'of tho firelight, blandly bcnmlng at the young man, who, leaning back In his chair, was eying him with surprised Inquiry, nover having seen him beforo. Tho look did not chill the friendly effusion of the actor who, approaching Doml nlck, said with tho full, deep resonance of his remarkable, volco: ., "Congratulations, my dear sir, con gratulations. Not alone on your re covery, but on tho fact that you aro here with us at all." He held out his largo hand, the skin chapped and red with the cold, and tho long fingers closed with a wrenching grip on Dom lnick's. "Wo were not sure, when you arrived among us a few nlght3 ago, that we would have tho felicity of seeing you so soon up and around In fact, we were doubtful whether wo would ever see you up and around." "Thanks, very kind of you. Oh, I'm all right now." Domlnlck pressed tho hand In return and then, bending a little forward, sent a glance of Implor ing Inquiry round the stranger's shoul der at Rose. She saught the eye, read Us behest, and presented tho new-comer: "Mr. Ryan, this Is Mr. Buford who Is snowed In here with us. Mr. Bu ford came hero the same day as you, only he came on the Murphysvlllq stage." Buford Bat down between them on one of tho horsehair chairs that wero sociably arranged round the table. Tho firelight threw Into promlnenco the bony angles of his thin face and glazed the backward sweep of his hair, dark brown, and worn combed away from his forehead, where a pair of heavy, flexible eyebrows moved up and down llko an animated commen tary on the conversation. When any thing surprising was said they went up, anything puzzling or painful they were drawn down. He rested ono hand on his knee, the Angers turned In, and, sitting bolt upright, buttoned tight Into his worn frock-coat, turned a glance of somewhat deprecating amiability upon the invalid. "You had a pretty close call, a-protty-clqao-call," he said. "If the op erator nt" Rocky Bar hadn't had tho sense to wire up here, that would have been tho end of your life story." Domlnlck bad heard this from every member of tho snowed-ln party. Rep ltitlon was not making It any more agreeable, and there was an effect of abrupt ungraciousness In his short an swer which was merely a wprd ot comment. (TO BE CONTINURD.) Very Easy Money. An Ablleno (Kan.) papor tells how a crowd of college boys, seeking work in tho harvest fields, wero buncoed In that town. The confidence man was a big, flno looking fellow and this was the talk he gave tho collegians: "I'm J. J. Jackson. I'm looking for about twenty high grndo harvestera for the Jackson ranch, which my fa ther owns. We havo several girls from the east visiting us, and as tho women have to be alono a great deal, wo don't want to depend on to erdl nary class of labor. You fellows are collego men, and you look all right to me. If you'll let mo have a dollas as a pledgo of good faith I'll take you along." Twenty In ono group paid a dollar apiece, nnd that Is tbe Inst nny ono snw of Mr. Jnckvo,n The Family Trcutje. "Why doesn't that boi.4 of yours rent?" "For the sarao roason I myself don' do a lot of things." "What reason Is that?'-' "My wllj won't lot me." 'V J -. R ,. ir vi ' ?" !... A.. ..,..
