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ffr- - v f- X t irm- i Iff 1 rx fc , JO SYNOPSIS. Hill Cannon, the bonnnzu Icing, and Mis dniiRhter. Hone, who hail paused tip Mrs. Corni'llUH llriin'N Imll nt Han Francisco to nccompimy her fnther, urrlvo at Antelope. Domlnlck Ilyiin eallH on lila mother to Ikk ii bnll Invitation for IiIh wife, nml l refused. Tli determined old Indv tiifiiNuii to rcrnKnlxti her daughter-in-law Dom lnlck had been trapped Into u mnrrliiKu Willi Ilerrilce Ivi'iNon. a Htcnournphur. bfveral yenr hid settlor. Hhn NquHiidorn his money, they hnvo frctiiiont iiunrrl, nml lif Hlli'ii Hway, Cannon and Ills dtiUKhtor nre Knotted In at Antelope. Domlnlck Han Ih rescued from Htonn In iinc-on-m'.juh rondltlon nnd brotih'hl to Anti-lope liotcl. Antelope Ih cut off liy Htorm Hon Cannon iiiiimms Domlnlck hack lo life. Two weeks later liernlce. discovers In a paper where husband Ih anil wrltoa letter ulnar to smooth over difficulties between them. Dnmlttlck at last hi nolo to Join 1 1 How miowbotind prisoners In hotel pnr loi lie loses temper ovir talk of Iluford, an nlor After threo weeks, end of Im prisonment la seen. Telegrams nnd mall jirme. Domlnlck Rom loiter from wife. Tells Hone he doesn't love wife, and never lid Klormliound people bOKln to depart. Hose and Domlhlck embrncu, father sens them nnd demand an explanation. Hole's brother Gene Is mihiIh nianiiBcr of ranch, and In to get It If ho stays sober a year. 'nnnon expresses sympathy for Doml nidi's position In talk with Hoie Doml nit k returns homft. Horny exertH her.iolf to please him, but ho Is Indifferent. CHAPTER XI (Continued,) When he turned Into Van Ness r.vo nup tli? Ryan houso wnu onoblock beyond him, n conglomerate whlto jiiiips, like a crumbling wedding enke wlowly settling on it croon lawn. IIo surveyed it as ho approached, noting its ugliness with a musing satlsfac tlon. Its alzo nnd tlio bright summery perfection of surrounding grass and llower bedK lent It lmpresslvonoss and redeemed It from the position of a eolotsnl blight on the prospect to which architect nnd builder hud done their best to relegate II. Prosperity, a complacent, overwhelming prosperi ty, was suggested not only by Ita bulk lint by tho stato of studied finish and nentncHs that marked mansion and grounds. Thoro did not seem to bo a wilting llower bed or withered leaf left on a single stalk In the garden bor ders. Every wlndow-pnno glentned like a mirror Innocent of dust or blemishing spot. Tho marblo stops up which Cannon mounted were as snow lly unsullied as though no foot had passed over thorn Blnco their lust ab lution Tho door was opened by a China man, who, taking the visitor's card, left him standing In tho hall, and, denf to bin queries an to where ho should 0, serenely mounted tho stulrB. Can non hesitated a moment, then hearing a sound of voices tp liln right, entered tho nntoroom thnt gnvo on that sulto of apartments Into which Domlnlck bad walked on the night of tho bnll. They wore softly lit by tho afternoon mm Altering through thin drnperles, nnd oxtended In pnle, gilt-touched vista to tho shining emptiness of tho ball-room. Tho old man was advanc ing toward tho voices when ho sud denly saw whence thoy proceeded, and stopped. In tho room JtiHt beyond him Cornelia Uynn and a young mnn were Hitting on a small, omplro sofa, their llgurcs thrown out in high relief against tho background of sllk-covcred wall. Cornolla's red head was in dose proximity to that of her com panion, which tho Intruder saw to bo clothed with h thatch of sleek black lialr, and which ho recognized as ap pertaining to n young man whoso fa ther bad onco been Bbift boas on tho Roy del Monte, and who bore tho pat ronymic of DufTy. Cornelia nnd Jack Duffy had tho appenruueo of being completely en grossed In each other's socloty. In Ills moment of unobserved survey, Cannon had timo to noto tho young woman's air of bashful, pleased em barrahsmont and tho gentleman's ex pression of that tcntic, unsmiling earnestnoss which attends tho dollv ery of sentimental passages. Cornolla was looking down, and her flaming tialr and tho rosy tones of hor face, Blinding from tho faintest of pearly pinks to deepening degrees of coral, were luminously vivid against tho Hat surface of cream-colored wall behind Jior, and bosldo tho black poll and thin, durk cheek of her companion Thnt something very tender was afoot was quickly seen by tho visitor, who sbftly withdraw, stopping gingerly over tho fur rugs, and gaining tho en tranco to tho hall with a sensation of Hurried alarm. An open door just opposlto offered A rcrugo, and, passing through It with n forward questing glance alort for othor occupantB who might rcaont In trusion, the old man entered a small reception-room lit by tho glow of a linrd coal tire. Tho room was different in furnishings and stylo from those ho bad left. It had tho mistero bleak ness of aspect resultant from a combi nation of baro whlto 'wallB nnd largo pieces of furnlturo of a black wood upon which gold lines wero traced In ornamental squares. An old-fash-Idned carpot was on tho lloor, and sev eral tufted arm-chairs, bogtrt with dangling fringes, wore drawn up so ciably before tho llro. This burned rheorlly, n red focus of heat barred by tho stripes of a grnto, and sur mounted by rt chnstoly severe whlto marblo mantelpiece. Ho had been In tho room often before and know It for Mrs. Hyau'B own particular sanctum. When u colobroted decorator had buon kszj. 5 . - -v J ! VM ' ' TLA W&JSaSsjtSa V MENS CfflLDHEN Ijy-GEPALDINELONNER Alitor .oOT EDNEER ' TosoigwS tanglb;c4c fi; - Cogyrigk lfyTkBOBBSMERnTLL CO. Bent out from Now York to furnish tho lower lloor of tho house, she had In slstcd on retaining In this apartment pieces of furniture and the works of art which she approved, and which tho decorator wished to banish to .tho gar rot. Mrs. Hyan had her way as she al ways did, and tho first flno "aoolo" of furnlturo which she nnd Con had bought In the days of their early af fluence, nnd various oil paintings also collected in tho same era of their evo lution, went to tho decking of tho room she used for her own and often est sat In. Cannon npproached the fire, and stood there looking up nt tho lifo-slzo portrait In oils of tho Into Cornelius Hyan, which hung over the chimney pleco. Tho artist had portrayed him as a thickly-whiskered man with tho complexion of a healthy Infant and eyes of baby blue., A watch chain, given him by bis colleagues In tho old days at Shasta, and formed of squares of quartz sot In native gold, was paint ed with n finished carefulness which had pleased Mrs, Hyan oven more than tho likeness had done. In show ing tho picture, alio was wont to suy proudly: "Just look at tho watch chain 1 Seems as If you could nlmost hour the ticking of tho watch," Cannon was speculating ns to tho merits of the likeness when ho heard the silken rustling of skirts, nnd turned to greet his old friend. Shw came in smiling, with extended hand, richly clad, tho gleam of a fastening Jowol nt her neck. Her hair was dressed with a shining, smooth elab oration, drawn up tightly nt the sides and arranged over her forehead In careful curls. As she vand her visitor exchanged tho first sentences of greeting ho noticed that sho looked much older and moro worn than sho had dono tho last time ho had seen hor, but her face wus us full of pugnu clous force as over. Whilo Delia Hyan's body llvod her spirit would hold Its dominion. Sho had ruled all hor life nnd would do so to tho end. Thoy snt down on oithor side of tho llro und the old man said: "I don't know whether I ought to bo In hero. Tho Chinaman left mo to my fate, and I nnd to noso about my self and find out where I belonged." "Oh, that's Leo," sho answered with a short laugh. "Ho waits on tho door every othor Sundny. We've had him ten years and no ono's ever been nblo to mako him shoV people Into tho par lor. IIo thinks It hotter to lenvo them standing In tho hall till one or us reos tho card. Then he'll go down and tell them as sociably us you pleaso 'to go right In and sit down.' 1 asked him vhy ho didn't do It nt first, nnd ho said: 'Thoy might steal somotblng.'" Cannon looked Into tho flco with an nmtiBcd oyo. "I guess ho thought I was after tho spoons. It's n dangerous habit, for I took tho first turning to tho right and Cornelia's Head Was in Closo Prox. Imlty to That of Her Companion. butted Into Cornelia and a young mnn who gaVo mo to understand I'd como tho wrong way around." "What did they say?" said tho mother, her faco stiffening with sud dou disapproving Btirprlso, "They didn't say anything. That waB JuBt It. Thoy didn't even see me. Hut they certainly led mo to bollevo that I'd got somowhoro whoro I wasn't wanted. I may not bo smart, but a hint doesn't have to bo much harder than tho kick of a mule for mo to so It." Mrs. Hyan looked at him consider ingly. "Yes," she said, nodding, "It's a case, I guess." "It ought to bo satisfactory: ho an swored. "Hat Duffy, tho father of those boys, whb one of tho finest fellers I ever know. Ho was shift boss on the Hey del Monto In sovonty-ono when I was tho Bupcrtutcudunt, Ho got ou' of Vlrglnln with his pllo. didn't lose It like tho others. Ho had au easy threo million when ho came down hoi a and bought tho Hrlsted houso on Pino street. And Jnok's tho host of his children. Mnggle, who ninrrlod tho Kngllsh baronet, was u nlco sort of 4ppj j$flf 0 JkMvV IT H I M Kill, mrr she's nover come back, and Terry's smart enough, but not the kind you can bank ou. Jnck's a good, straight boy. Cornelia couldn't do bet tor." "That's what I think," said the moth cr, who, however, looked grave and worried. "Cornelia's thirty. It's lime for her to settle, nnd she'll mako a good wife, They'll llvo here, too. Thoro'll bo no kicking up of tholr heads nnd going off to Kuropo or New York and thinking themselves too good to como back to California, llko Afngglo Duffy and her baronet. I want them here. I want to seo somo grand children round this house beforo I dlo. I want to know whero Con's money is going to," She sighed, nnd It wnB obvious that her heart was heavy. "Yes," sho said) "It's n good mnr rlngo and I'm pleased nt It. Jnck's a Horn an Catholic but you can't hnvo everything down hero In this world." The HyunB wero Protestnnts, almost tho only prominent Irlsh-Amerlcnn fnmily In San KrnnclBco which bo longed to thnt church. Cornelius Hynn had been a North-country man, and went out with tho Orangemon when they paraded. Ho had boon firm In his faith and so had his wife, and with tho Hibernian's violent devotion to creed thoy had mado public their antipathy to tho Church of Home nnd their hopes that tholr children would not make alliances with Its members. "Ob well," said Cannon with a shrug of vaguo tolerance, "a man's b Hefo don't mntter. With a woman It's a different thing. Sho brings up tho children nnd taken her religion hard. Jack won't interfero with Cornelia that way." "Perhaps not," said tho mother There was n slight pauso and then she said with n sigh: "Well, thank Ood, ono of my chil dren's going to marry as I want." Sho was gazing Into tho fire and did not notlco the quick look, sly and piercing, that hor companion shot at her. The conversation bud suddenly, without nny effort of bis, fallen upon tho subject to which ho had Intended directing It. "Ves," ho said, looking away from her, "you've had ono disappointment That's enough." "Disappointment!" sho echoed In a loud voice. "Disappointment? I've lost my son; lost him as if ho was dead worse than if ho was dead, for then I'd know he wns happy and safo somewhere." It was a cry of pnln, Hachel mourn ing for her child. Tho noto of feeling In it checked the remark on Cannon's lips. Ho understood what her suffer ing was and respected It. "Why, Hill Cnnnon," she went on, turning the perturbed fierceness of her fnco on him, "how often do you think I seo my boy? What ties do you think he has with his home? Ho came up hero nfter he'd got back from Ante lope, but beforo that I'd only seen him once in six weeks." "That's pretty hard," ho commented, his elbow on tho arm of the chair, his chin sunk In tho cup of IiIb up-curled bnnd. "That's pretty tough. I didn't know it was us bad as that." "Nobody knows anything about him. IIo won't let them. He won't let mo. He's proud, and trying to hide it all. That's tho reason ho comes up hero so seldom. Ho knows I can seo Into him, seo through him, clear through him, and ho don't want me to see how mis erable bo is." "Oh!" said tho old man, movlug slightly and raising his eyes to look at hor. Tho Interjection was full of sig nificance, pregnnnt with understand ing, npproclation and enlightenment. He was surprised himself. Ho had thought, nnd had understood, from Domlnlck, that no ono, especially no ono of his own peoplo, know of tho young man's domestic Infelicities. Neither of them was shrewd enough to realize that tho mother would guess, would know by Instinct. "And what do you suppose ho camo up for that onco?" pursued Mrs. Hyan. "You could guess a lot of times but you'd nover strike It. Ho came up here tho night of my ball to nsk mo to glvo him nn invitation for his wlfo!" Sho stared at hor visitor with her face set In a stony hardness, a hard ness reminiscent of that which had marked It when Domlnlck had asked Tor tho lnvitutlon. Cannon saw It and checked tho romnrk thnt roso to his lips. Ho wus going to say: "Why didn't you glvo It to him?" nnd ho snw that It was too light a comment for what had been n tragic occasion. All ho did was to utter a grunt that might have meant anything and was consequently safo. "That's what his marriage has dono for him, and that's tho state that wom an hns ground him down to. She'd worked on him till sho'd got him to como up hero and ask for It a few minutes beforo tho peoplo began to arrive! That's what sho mndo him do!" "And you wouldn't give It?" ho in quired mildly, Inwardly surprised, ns ho had been often before, at tho ran cor displayed by women In their quar rolB. "dive it?" ehe exclaimed, "well, I guess not. It would have been my surrender. I'd havo thrown up the light forever ir 1 did that." And then as if sho hud read his thoughts: "It's not nntural meanness either. There's only one hope for mo for mo and for Domlnlck, too. Divorce" Ho did not move Its chin from its rostlng-placo In IiIb upcurlod hand, but mado n slight assenting motion with his hood, and said: "I supposo Hint's tho only thing." "That's been my hoivo since the day when I llrst saw hor. I didn't know then sho'd been anything to Domlnlck beforo tho marriage, but I knew tho llrst look 1 had at hor whnt she was. Thnt long, moan nose and thoBo sly eyes, and soven years older tuau tho boy If she was a day You didn't have to toll me any more. I Baw then Just like a flash In the dark what ray son had let himself In for. And then, not a month nfter, I heard the rest about her, und I knew that Domlnlck had started In to ruin his life about the best wny ho knew how." Cannon gave nnothcr grunt, and this tlmo It contained a recognizable noto of sympathy. Sho wont on, ab sorbed in hor recital, anxious to pour out her griefs, now that sho had be gun. "Hlght there from tho start I thought of divorce. I knew It wns the only wny out nnd wns bound to como In time. Tho woman und married Domlnlck for money and position. J knew that, saw It In her face along with other things. There was no love in that face, Just calculation, hard and sharp as a meat nx. I shut down on the money right there nnd then. Dom lnlck had three thousand a year, so I knew ho couldn .. starve, but throe thousand n yenr wasn't what she'd married him for." "She's got along on It for over two years." "That's It. She's beaten mo so far I'm tho keeper or Con Hyan's fortune nnd I Just closed my hnnd on it and said to her In so muny words, 'Not a cent of this for you.'. I thought she'd tire of struggling ulong In n flat with ono Chinaman and not a soul to como near hor. Hut sho's stood it and she's going to go on standing It. Whero she's concerned, I did something the smartest men and women sometimes do underrated tho brains of my en emy." "SIio'b pretty Binart, I guess," said Cannon, raising a gravely-commenting eye to his companion's face. "That's what sho Is smart and long-headed. Sho's more far-sighted than women of her kind usually are and sho's got her eye on tho for tune. Sho's not going to give us a chance for divorce. She's not going to mako any breaks or mistakes. There's not a more respectablo wom an In San Francisco. Sho doesn't go with any ono but her husband and her own sisters, two decent women that you can't believe have tho same blood In them. Sho's tho quietest,- most do mestic kind of a wife. It don't mat ter, and nobody knows, that she's making her husbnnd tho most miser able man In the country. That doesn't cut nny Ico. Whnt does is that there's, no ground for divorce against her. If, sho had tho kind of husband that' put up with anything from a woman, all he could do would bo to leave her and Bho'd go around then getting ev erybody's sympathies as a virtuous, deserted wife." Tho old man gave his head an ap preciative Jerk, and murmured: "A pretty smart woman, all right." "Sho's all that thnt nnd more. It's tho future thnt she's bnnking on. I'm nearly seventy years of nge, Dill Cnn non, and this has broken mo up more than anything that's gone beforo. I'm not the woman I wns beforo my boy mnrricd. And whnt's going to hap pen when I die? I've only got two living children. Outside them there's nobody but some distant relations that Con made settlements on beforo ho died. If I left all I've got to Cornelia, or divided it up between Cornolla and chnrlty, cutting off my son because he'd made a marriage I didn't like, would such n will as that stand? Why had I left nothing to my only son? Hccnuso ho'tl married 'a woman I didn't think good enough? And what was there against her? She'd been a typewriter and her husband's mis tress for six months beforo he mar ried her. Tho mistress part of It had been condoned by marriage and good conduct and after all, how muny families in San Francisco and other places wero founded on Just those beginnings? As for her being a type writer, Delia Ryan herself had been a washerwoman, washed for tho min ers with these hnnds;" sho hold out hor blunt, berlnged hands with ono of those dramntlc gestures natural to the Irish "when Con wns working un derground with his pick I was at the wash-tub, nnd I mndo money thnt wny for him to run tho mine. Where's tho California Jury that would hesitate to nward Domlnlck, and through him his wlfo her pnrt of the fortune that Con and I made?" "Well, that's all possible," Cannon said slowly, "but it's so far off. It's all surmise. You may llvo twenty years yet. I fancy she'd find a twenty years wait under tho present condi tions rather wenrylng." Tho old woman shook her head, looking very sad. "I'm not tho woman I was," she re peated, "this last thing's broken me more than anything that went before. I lost threo children by death, and it wasn't as hard as losing my youngest boy tho way I have." "Havo you any Idea whethor Dom lnlck has ever thought of divorce?" ho asked. "I've tho clearest kind of an Idea that he hasn't. You don't know Dom lnlck. He's tho best boy In tho world, He'll blame himself for everything that's gono wrong, not that woman. She'B sninrt enough to let him, too. And Biipposo ho was a different kind nnd did think of It? Thnt's all tho good It would do him. Men don't sue women for dlvorco oxcopt under tho greatest provocation, and Domlnlck'a got no provocation nt nil. My hopes wore that the woman herself would sue that we'd freezo her out with small means and ccjld shoulders and you seo thnt's Just what she's deter mined not to do!" Cannon dropped his supporting hand on tho chalr-nrm and began to caress gently n large tassel that hung1 there. "Sho could be approached In anoth er way," ho Biiid with a suggestion pondering deliberation. "What way?" "You say sho married Dominlck for money Have you never thought of buying her off?" Ho looked nt Mrs. Hynn nnd met her eyes stnring anxiously nnd, In a sort of way, shyly Into his. "Yes," sho snid In a low voice. "I have." "Hnvo you tried it?" "No I I I don't 'think I dared," sho said almost desperately. "It was my last trump." Ho realized, and, though ho was un moved by It, ho felt tho pathos of this admission from tho proud and combative woman who had so long and so successfully domineered over her world. "I suppose It Is a sort of death-bed remedy," ho said, "but it seems to me It's about tlmo to try it. Your idea that she's going to wnlt till you dlo nnd then rlalm part of tho estnte as Dominlck's wlfo Is nil very well, but she's not the kind of woman to bo willing to wnlt patiently through tho rolling years on three thousand dollnrs per nnnum. Sho's a good bit older than ho is and It isn't making her nny happier to see her best days passing with nothing doing. I should think you stood a pretty good chance of getting her to listen to reason." "Offering her a sum down to leave him?" she said, looking at tho fire, her brows knit. "Exactly. Offer her a good sum on the stipulation that she leaves him and goes away to New York or Eu rope. Then In the course of time bIig can write him asking him to grant her a jdlvorce on some such technical grounds as desertion, or incompatibil ity, or anything else that's respect able. He'll havo to give It to her. He can't do anything else. And there you are!" "Whnt If she refuses?" sho said in a low voice, and he saw sho was afraid of this refusal which would shatter her laBt hope. "Raise your offer," ho answered briskly. "Sho probably will refuse the first time." Sho jiondered, eying the flro with heavy immobility. "Yes," sho said,' nodding. "It sounds reasonable, it's about the only thing left." "If I can bo of any assistance to ? 53 'I've Lost My Son; Lost you," he said, "you Just call on me. I'm willing to help In this thing all I can. It goes against mo to see Dom lnlck caught in "a trap this way Just at tho beginning of his life." "A boy," said his mother, "that would havo mado some good girl so happy." Cannon roso from his chair. "That's Just It!" he said, "and there nro not so many of 'em round that we can afford to lose one of the best. I've always liked Dominlck and getting to know him so well up at Antelope I grew downright foud of him. He's a flno boy." Ho smiled at her with his most gen Inl air, beaming with disinterested af fection for Domlnlck and tho deBlro to bo helpful In n grievous strait. Mrs. Ryan looked brlghtor and moro hopeful than she had dono at tho beginning of tho Interview, "It's very good of you," Bho said, "to como and llBten to an old woman's complaints. But as wo get on, we seom to tako them harder. And you know what my boy was to mo?" "About tho same thing that my girl Is to mo," Cannon answered as ho turned away to look on the tablo for IiIb hat. There was a llttlo moro talk, and then tho sot phrases of farewell brought the Intorvlew to a close. Though momentous, It hnd not lasted long. As ho left tho room Cannon ffiiiuuM inmm heard tho slnrlo noto of hnlfpnst three chime from tho clock on tho mantelpiece. Outsldo he stood for a moment on tho top of tho marblo steps, looking downward with absent oyes. Ho waa completely engrossed with tho Just ended conversation, partB of which repeated themselves In his mind ns bo stared unscelngly down tho wide, un encumbered vista of tho street. Carrlagos flashed past through strips of sunshine; automobiles whirred by, leaving dust nnd gasoline In their wake. On tho sidowalks there wero many foot passengers: lazily sauntering couples, lovers, family par ties, and little groups bound for tho cars which would whisk them over tho dunes to the park. As ho slowly began to descend, ono of these groups, formed of three women, n man, and n child, npproached tho bottom of the steps. They wore walking down thfl nvenue In a close, talkativo bunch. Tha descending magnate was apprised of tholr proximity by tho high, cackling sound of tho women's voices and an aura of perfumo which extended from them Into tho surrounding othor. He paid no attention to them, his eye, with its look of Inward brooding, pass ing Indifferently over the faces turned eagerly toward him. Thoy wero not so unmoved. Thclt glances were trained full on him, their eyes wide In tho unblinking Intensity of their scrutiny. Even tho child, who was skipping along besldo tho oldest of tho women, Inspected him with sol emn care. Brushing by in their gaj Sunday raiment they drew together tc discuss him, their heads in a cluster, their voices lowered. Ho was so used to being tho object of such Interest that he did not bother to look nt them, and was therefore unaware that ono of tho women, quite pretty, with reddish hair and dark eyes, had turned as she moved away and surveyed him over her shoulder. CHAPTER XII. Berny Makes a Discovery. It was near eleven o'clock on that same Sunday morning, when Berny, wrappered and hoavy-eyed, emerged from her room. She shuffled down the Him as If He Was Dead." passage to tho dining-room, sending her voice before her In a shrill sum mons to tho Chinaman. Tho morning papers woro scattered over tho tablo as Domlnlck had left them and she gathered them up, sitting sldowlso In her chair and running her eye down their columns, while tho servant sot out her breakfast. Sho was still sleepy, and frequent yawns Interrupted her perusal of tho lines of print which in terested her above all written matter. A kimono clothed her slim form nnd from beneath Ub hem hor foot pro truded, thrust bnre Into a furred slip per. Sho folded tho paper over to bring tho society column Into n prom inence easy of access, n"d, propping it up against a bowl of fruit, read as shi ate her breakfast. Toward tho end of tho meal she In quired of tho sorvant at what time he? husband had gono out, and received tho reply that Mr. Ryan had had his breakfast and left tho flat two hours earlier. There was nothing discon certing or unusual about this, as Doml nlck always went for a walk on flno Sunday mornings, but her mind was far from easy and sho Immediately fell to wondering why ho had departed so early, and tho slight fermont of dls qujotudo that was always with her stirred again and mado hor forget th society colunin and let hor SpanlaV omelet grow cold. (TO UG CONTINUED.) V. "--v.irtr-,, w wit.,