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THE SEMI-WEEKLY TRIBUNE. NORTH PLATTE. NEBRASKA. 3hmZ HFDANGS IMC ELU5IMmSCDDnOIB csix CHAPTER XXIV Continued. 12 Ho bad climbed the stops of tlio broad veranda whon ho heard his namo called softly from tho depths of ono of tho great wicker lounging chairs half hidden In tho verunda shadows. In a moment he had placed another of tho chairs for himself, dropping Into It wearily. "I saw you at tho gate," sho said. The men are still holding out?" "Wo aro holding out. Tho plant Is olosed, and It will stay closed until we can get another forco of work men." "There will bo lots of Buffering," sho ronturod. "It's no use," ho said, answorlng her thought. "There Is nothing In me to appeal to." "Thoro was yesterday, or tho day bo foro," sho suggestod. "PorhapB. But yesterday was yes terday, and today Is today. As I told Raymor a little whllo ago, I'vo changed my mind." "No," sho denied, "you only think you have. But you didn't como hero to toll mo that?" "No; I camo to ask a slnglo ques tion. How Is Mr. Galbralth?" "Ho Is a very sick man." "You mean that thoro Is n chanco that ho may not recover?" "More than a chanco, I'm afraid." After a moment of (jllenco Orlswold nald. "I did my best; you know I did my boBt?" Her answer puzzled him a llttlo. "I could almost llnd It In ray hoart to hato you If you hadn't" Sllonco again, brokon only by tho whispering of tho summer night breezo ruBtllng tho loaves of tho lawn .oaks and tho lappings of tiny waves on tho lako beach. At tho end of it, 'Qrlswold got up and gropod for his 'bat. "I'm going homo," ho said. "It has been a pretty Btronuous day, and thero ls another ono coming. But before I go I want you to promlso mo ono thing. Will you lot mo know Immo dlatoly, by phono or mcasongor, If Mr. Qalbralth takes u turn for tho bettor?" "Cortalnly," sho said; and Bho lot falm say good-night and got ob far as tho Btops boforo sho called him back. "Thoro was another thing," Bho bo gan, with tho sober gravity that ho could nover bo sure was not ono or her many posea, and not tho least al luring ono. "Do you bolievo in God, Konnoth7" Tho quory took him altogether by Kurprlso, but ho mado shift to answer It with becoming seriousness. "I aupposo I do. Why7" "It Is a tlmo to pray to him," sho said Boftly; "to pray vory earnestly that Mr. Qalbralth's lifo may be aparod." Ho could not lot that stand. "Why should I concorn myself, spe cially?" ho asked, adding: "Of courso, I'm sorry, and all that, but" "Novor mind," sho interposed, and hp loft her chair to walk bcsldo him to tho stops. "I'vo had n hard day, too, Kenneth, boy, and I I guoBS It has got on my nerves. But, all tho samo, you ought to do it, you know." Ho stopped and looked down Into tho oyeB whoso depths ho could novor whplly fathom. -"Why don't you do It?" ho domand--ed. "I? oh, God doesn't know mo; and, besides, I thought oh, well, it doesn't matter what I thought. Good-night." And boforo ho could return tho -leavo-taklng word, sho was gono. Jlaymor'a prediction that tho real 'troublo would bogln when' tho attempt should bo mado to start tho plant with Imported workmon wbb amply fulllllod during tho militant wook which fol lowed the opening of hostilities. Each Buccoodlng day saw tho Inevitable In crease of lawlessness. From taunts and Dbuoo tho insurrcctlonnrlcs passed easily to violence. Street lights, whon tho trampUh place-takorB came In any considerable numbors, wcro of dally occurronco, and tho talo of tho wound ed grow like tho rotuniB from a bat lie. By tho mlddlo of tho wook Ray mor and Grlawold wero asking for a phorlff's pobbo to maintain pcaco In the neighborhood of tho plant; nnd wore getting their first dollnlto hint that somcono higher up was playing tho gamo of politics against thorn. "No, gentlemen; I'vo dono all tho Jaw requires and a littlo moro," was the sheriff's response to tho plea for botter protection. "In other words, Mr. Bradford, roa'vo got your orders from tho mon fclghor up, havo you?" rasped Oris wold, who was by this tlmo loBt to kll Bonso of expedient??. "I don't fcavo tS YWJ)V to anv niirh Dkurafl iSrftt." said tho chief poaco of- peer, turning back to bis desk; and so the brittle llttlo conferonco ended. "AH of wTilch means that wo shall Iobo the ulnnt guard of deputies that Bradford lias uoen maintaining," com siented Raymor, as thoy wore de scending tho courthouBO stairs; and s again bis prediction camo truo. Later In the day the guard wsb withdrawn; and GrlBwold, savagely reluctant, w&b cevyreHr nycsAPr.i .irnrM forced to moko a concession repeated ly urged and argued, for by tho older men among tho strikers, namely, that tho guarding of tho company's prop erty bo entrusted to a picked squad of tho ex-employees thewselvca. During theso days of turmoil and rioting tho transformed idealist passed through many stages of tho Journey down n certain dark and mephitlo val loy not of nmolloratlon. Fairness wns gone, nnd In Its placo stood angry re sontmcnt, ready to rend nnd tear. Pity and truth wero going; tho daily re port from Margery told of tho lessen ing chanco of lifo for Andrew Gal bralth, and tho stirrings evoked wcro neither rogretful nor compassionate. On tho contrnry, ho know very well that the nows of Oalbralth's death would bo a relief for which, In his heart of hearts, ho was secretly thirst ing. CHAPTER XXV. Margery's Answer. "Well, it has como at laBt," said Raymer next morning, passing a new ly openod lotter of tho morning de livery over to Grlswold. "Tho rail road people are taking their work away from us. I'vo been looking for that in every mall." Grlswold glanced at tho letter and handed It back. Tho burden was lying heavily upon him, and his only com ment was a questioning, "Well?" At this, Itnymor let go again. "What's tho use?" ho said deject edly. "Wo'ro down, and everything wo do merely prolongs tho agony. Do you know that thoy tried to burn tho plant last night?" "No; I hadn't heard." "Thoy did. Thoy had everything fixed; a pllo of klndllngB laid in tho corner back of tho machine shop an nox and tho wholo thing saturated with k'orosono." "Woll, why didn't they do lt7" queried GrlBwold, half-heartodly. After tho heavens havo fallen, no mero ter restrial cataclysm can ovoko a thrill. "That's a mystery. Something hap pened; Just what, tho watchman who had tho machine shop-' boat couldn't tell. Ho says thero was a flash of light bright onough to blind him, and then a scrap of somo kind. When ho got out of tho shop and around to tho place, thoro was no ono thoro; nothing but tho pllo of kindlings." Grlswold took up tho letter from tho railway people and read It again. Whon ho faced it down on Raymor's desk, ho had closed with tho conclu sion which had beon thrusting Itsolf upon him slnco tho early morning hour whon ho had picked his way among tho sldowalk pools to tho plant from upper Shawnco street. "You can still savo yourself, Ed ward," ho said, still with tho colorless noto In his volco. And ho added: "You know tho way." Raymor Jerked his head out of his desk and swung around In tho pivot chair, "Seo here, Grlswold; tho less said about that at this stage of tho game, tho bettor It will b'o for both of us!" ho oxplodod. "I'm going to do as I said I should, but not until this fight is oottlod, ono way or tho other!" Grlswold did not retort in kind. "Tho condition has already expired by limitation; tho fight is as good as settled now," ho said, placably. "Wo aro only making a hopeless bluff. Wo can hold our forty or fifty tramp work mon Just as long as wo pay their board over In town, and don't nsk them to re- J port for work. But tho day tho shon whlstlo 1b blown, four out of overy five will vanish. Wo both know that." "Thou there Is nothing for It but a rocolvorshlp," was Uaymor's gloomy decision. "Not without n mlraclo," Grlswold admitted. "And tho day of miracles Is past." Thus tho Idealist, out of a depth of wrotcliedncss and solf-oxurobratlon hithorto unplumbed. But If ho could havo Had oven a momontary gift of tolopathlo vision ho might havo Been amlraclo at that moment in tho pro llmlnary stago of Its outworking. Tho tlmo was half-past nino; tho piaco a grottollko summer houso on tho Meresldo lawn. Tho miracle work ers wero two: Margery Grlorson, radi ant In tho daintiest of morning house- gowns, ana tho man who had taken hor rotalnor. Miss Grlerson was curi ously examining a photographic print; tho pictured scone wub a well-Httored foundry yard with bulldlngB forming an angle in tho near background. Against tuo buildings a pile of shav. IngB with kindlings showed qulto clear ly; and, Btooping to Ignlto tho illo. was a man who had ovldontly looked up at, or Just boforo, tho Instant of camora-suapplng. There was no mis taking tho luontity of tho man. Ho had a round, pig-Jowl faco; his bris tllng mustaches stood out stiffly as It In sudden horror; and his hat was on tho back of his head. "It ain't very good," Broflln npolo glzed. "Tho Bun ain't high onough yet to mauo a clear print. But you said nurry,' and I reckon it will do." Miss Grlorson nodded. "You caught him in tho vory act, didn't you?" aho said coolly. "What did ho hopo to ac complish by sotting flro to tho works?" "It was a framoup to capturo public sympathy. Thoro's boon a report cir culating 'round that Raymor and Grls wold was goln' to put somo o' tho ring leaders In Jail, it thoy had to mako a caso against 'em. Clancy had it fig ured out that tho flro'd bo charged up to tho owners, themselves." Miss Griorson was still examining tho picture. "You mado two of theso prints?" Bho asked. "Yes; hero's tho other one and tho film." "And you havo tho papers to mako them effcctlvo7" Broflln handed her a largo envelope, unsealed. "You'll find 'om in thero. That part of it was a cinch. Your gov ernor ought to flro that man Murray. Ho was pay In' Clancy In checks!" Again Miss Grlorson nodded. "About the other matter?" aho In quired. "Havo you heard from your messenger?" Broflln produced another onvelope. It had been through tho malls and boro tho Duluth postmark. "Affidavits was tho best wo could do thoro," ho said. "My man worked It to go with MacFarland as the driver of tho rig. Thoy saw somo mighty fluo timber, but it happened to "be on the wrong side of tho St. Louis county lino. Ho'b a tolerably careful man, and ho verified tho landmarks." "Affidavits will do," was tho even toned rejoinder. Then: "Theso pa pers aro all In duplicate?" ""Everything In pairs Just as you or dered." Miss Grlerson took an embroidered chamois-skin money book from her bosom and began to open it. Broflln mined his hand. "Not any more," no objected. "You overpaid mo that first evening in front of tho Winnebago." "You needn't hositato," sho urged. 'It's my own money." "I'vo had, a-plenty." "Then I can only thank you," she said, rising. Ho know that ho was being dis missed, but tho ono chanco in a thou sand had yot to bo tested. "Just a minute, MIsb Grlerson," ho begged. "I'vo dono "you right in thiB buslnoss, havon'tl?" "You havo." "I said I didn't want any moro money, and don't. But there's ono othor thing. Do you know what I'm here In this little Jay town of yours for?" "Yes; I havo known it for a long timo." ' "I thought so. You knew It that day out at tho Do Soto, when you wan tellln Mr. Raymer a llttlo story that was partly truo and pnrtly mado up what?" "Every word of tho Btory about Mr. Grlswold tho story that you over heard, you know was truo; overy sin- Mlsa Grlerson Was Curiously Examin ing a Photographic Print glo word of It. Do you aupposo I should havo darod to embroider It tho least llttlo bit with you sitting right there at my back?" Broflln got up and took a halt-burned cigar from tho ledgo of tho summor houso whoro ho had carefully laid it at tho beginning of the Interview. "You'vo cot mo down." ho confessed. with a good-nnturod grin. "The man that plays a wlnnln' hand against you has got to get up boforo sun In the morning nnd hold all trumns. Mlsa Grlorson to say notliln' of being" a mighty good bluffer, on tho side." Then no switched suddenly. "How'b Mr. Galbralth this morning?" "Ho is vory low. hut ho Is conscious again. Ho has asked ua to wire for the cashier of his bank to como up." Broffin's oyes narrowed. "Tho cashier Is sick aud can't como," ho said. "Well, someone in authority will como, I buppobo." Onco more Broflln was thlnklntr in torms of BDCcd. JohnBon. tho uavlnir toller, was noxt in rank to tho cashier. it no Buouui do tne ono to como to Wahaska. . . . "If you haven't anything olso for mo to ao, i reckon I'll bo going," bo said hastily, and forthwith made his rr capo. Tho telegraph oflico was a good ton minutes' walks from tho lako front, and In tho light of what Miss Grlorann had Juat told him, tho minutes wero precious. SomothtnK less than a half-hour nrt or Broffin's hurrlod departure, Miss Grlorson drove by Quieter thorough --- fares into tho stroot upon which tho Raymor property fronted. Smoko was pouring from tho tall central stack of tho plant, and it had evidently pro voked a sudden and wrathful gather ing of tho clans. Tho sldowalka wero filled with angry workmen, and an ex cited argument was going forward at ono of tho barrod gates betweon tho locked-out mon and a watchman inside of tho ynrd. Tho crowd lot tho trap pass wlthoiit hindrance. Though It was tho first tlmo sho had been In tho new offices, sho seemed to know whero to find what sho Bought; and when Raymer took hla faco out of his deak, Bho was standing on the threshold of tho opon door and smiling across at him. "May I como in?" sho asked; and when ho fairly bubbled over in tho ef fort to mako her understand how wel come she was: "No; I mustn't Bit down, becauso if I do, I shall stay too long and this is a business call. Whero is Mr. Grlswold?" "Ho wont up town a llttlo whllo ago, and I wish to goodness he'd como back." "You havo been having a great deal of troublo, haven't you?" sho said, sympathetically. "I'm sorry, and I'vo como to help you euro it." Raymor shook his head despond ently. "I'm nfrald It has gono past tho cur ing point," ho said. "Oh, no, It hasn't. I havo discov ered tho remedy and I'vo brought It with mo." Sho took a sealed cnvclopo from tho inside pocket of hor driving coat and laid it on the desk before him. "I'm going to ask you to lock that up in your office safo for a littlo while, Just as It is," sho went on. "If thero aro no signs of improvement in tho sick, situation by three o'clock, you are to open It you and Mr. Grlswold and read tho contonts. Then you will know exactly what to do, and how to go about It." Her Hps wero trembling when sho got through, aud ho saw It Sho was going then, but ho got before hor and shut the door and put his back against it. "I don't know what you havo dono, but I can guess," ho said, lost now to everything savo tho Intoxicating Joy of tho barrier-breakers. "You have a heart of gold, Margery, and I" "Please don't," sho said, trying to stop him; but ho would not listen. "No; before that envelope Is opened, before I can possibly know what it con tains, I'm going to ask you ono ques tion in. spite of your prohibition; and I'm going to ask it now becauso, after ward, I may not you may not that Is, perhaps it won't bo possible for mo to ask, or for you to listen. I lovo you, Margery; I" Sho was looking up at him with the faintest shadow of a Bmile lurking In tho depths of tho alluring oyes. AnU hor Hps wore no longer tremulous whon she- said: "Oh, no, you don't If I wero as mean as somo people think L am, I might take advantage of all this, mightn't I? But I sha'n't Won't you open.tho door and let mo go? It Is very Important." "Heavens, Margery! Don't mako a Joko of it I" ho burst out. "Can't you seo that I mean it? Girl, girl, I want you I need you!" This tlmo sho laughed outright. Then she grow suddenly grave "My dear friend, you don't know what you are Baying. Tho gato that you aro trying to break down opens upon nothing but mlaery and wretched ness. If I loved you as a woman ought to lovo her lover, for your sako and for my own 1 should still say no a thousand times no! Now will you opon tho door and lot mo go?" Ho opened tho door and sho slipped past him. But In tho corridor she turned and laughed at him again. "I am going to euro you you, per sonally, as well as tho sick situation Mr. Raymer," sho said flippantly. Then, mimicking him as a spoiled child might havo dono: "I might pos sibly loarn to think of you In that way after a whllo. But I could nover, novor, never loarn to lovo your mother and your sister." And with that spiteful thrust sho left him. CHAPTER XXVI. The Gray Wolf. As It chanced, JaBpor Grlerson was In tho act of concluding a long and ap parently satisfactory tolophono conver sation with his agent In Duluth at tho moment when tho door of hla prlvato room opened and his daughter en tered. - Ho hung tho receiver on Its hook and was pushlngtho bracketed telo phono sot aside when Margery crossed tho room swiftly and placed an en velope, tho counterpart of tho one loft with Raymor, on tho desk. "Thero Is your notice to quit," Bho said calmly. "You throw mo down and gavo me tho doublo-cross tho othor day, and now I'vo come back at you." Another man might havo hastened to meet tho crisis. But tho gray wolf was of a different mettlo. Ho lot tho envelope Ho untouched until after ho had pulled out a drawer In tho desk, found his box of cigars, and had lei suroly Bolected and lighted ono of tho fat black monstrosities. Whon bo toro tho onvelopo acrosB, tho photographic print fell out, and ho studied It care fully for many seconds boforo he road tho accompanying documents. For a llt tlo tlmo nftor ho had tossed tho pa pers nsldo thero was a sllonco that bit Thon ho said, slowly: "So that'B your ralBo, la U? Whoro does tho gamo stand, right now?" "You stand to lose." Again tho biting Bllcnce; and thon: "You don't think I'm fool onough to glvo you back your ammunition so that you can use It on mo, do yout" "Those papers and that plcturo are copies; the originals aro In a scalod envolopo in Mr. Raymor's safe. If you haven't taken your hands off of Mr. Raymer's throat by threo o'clock this aftornoon, tho onvelopo will bo opened." Jasper Grlerson's tcoth met In the marrow of tho fat cigar. Equally with out heat and without restraint, ho stripped hor of all that was womanly, pouring out upon hor a flood of foul opithets and vilo names garnished with blttor, brutal oaths..Sho shrank fro"m tho crudo and Bavago upbraid Ings as if the words had been hot Irons to touch tho bare flesh, but at tho end of It aho was still facing him hardily. "Calling me bad names doesn't chango anything,!' sho pointed out, and her tono reflected something of his own elemental contempt for tho eu phemisms. "You havo five hours In which to make Mr. Raymor under stand that you havo stopped trying to smash him. Wouldn't It be better to begin on that? You can curso mo out any time, you know." JaBpor Grlorson's rago fit, or tho mud-volcano manifestation of it, passed as suddenly as It had broken out. Swinging heavily in his chair he took up the paperB again, reread them thoughtfully, and then swung slowly to faco tho situation. "Let's seo what ydu want show up your hand." "I havo shown it. Tnko the prop of your backing from behind this labor troublo, and let Mr. Raymer settle with hts mon on a basis of good-will and fair dealing." "la that all?" "No. You must cancel this plno land deal. You havo broken Jbread with Mr. Galbralth as a friend, and I'm not going to let you be worse than an Arab." Grlorson's shaggy brows met in a fSflectivo frown, and when ho spoko tho bestial temper was rising again. "When this is all over, and you'vo gone to live with Raymer, I'll kill him," ho said, with an outthrust of tho hard Jaw; adding: "You know me, Madge." "I thought I did," was tho swift re tort "But it was a mistake. And aa for taking it out on Mr. Raymer, you'd botter wait until I go 'to Hvo with him,' as you put it Besides, this lBn't Yellow Dog gulch. They hng people here." "You little -she-devil! If you push mo Into this thing, you'd botter get Raymer, or somebody, to take you in. You'll bo out In tho street!" "I havo thought of that, too,", sho said, coolly; "about quitting you. I'm sick of it all tho getting and tho spending and tho crookedness. I'd put tho money yours and mlno In a pllo and set flro to it, if some decent man would give mo a calico dress and a chance to cook for two." "Raymer, for instance?" the father cut in, In heavy mockery. "Mr. Raymor has asked me to mar ry him, If you caro to know," sho struck back. "Oho! So that's tho milk in the cocoanut, is it? You sold mo out to buy In with him!" "You may put it that way, if you like; I don't caro." Sho was drawing on her driving gloves methodically and working the fingers into place, and thero wero sullen fires in the brooding oyes. "I'vo been thinking it waa tho other one tho book writer," Bald tho father. Thon, without warning: "He's a damned crook." Tho daughter went on smoothing the wrinkles out of tho fingers of her gloves. "What makes you think so?" sho Inquired, with Indlfforonco, real or skillfully nssumed. "He's got too much money to bo straight. , I've been keeping casea on him." "Nover mind Mr. Griswofd," sho in terposed. "Ho is my friend, and I suppose that is enough to mako you hato him. About this other matter ten minutes before threo o'clock this afternoon I shall go back to Mr. Ray mer. If he tolls mo that his troubles aro straightening themselves out, I'll get tho papers." "You'll bring 'em hero to mo?" "Somo day; after I'm Buro that you havo broken off tho deal with Mr. Gal bralth." Jasper Grlerson let his daughter get as far as the door before ho stopped her with a blunt-pointed arrow of con tempt. "I suppose you'vo fixed it up to marry that college-sharp dub so that his mother and sister can rub It Into you right?" ho sneered. "You can suppose again," sho re turned, shortly. "If I should marry him, It would bo out of pure spite to thoso women. Because, whon ho asked mo, I told him No. You weren't counting on thnt, wero you?" And having fired this final shot of contra diction sho departed. After Miss Grlerson had driven homo from tho bank botween ton and cloven In tho morning, an admir ing public Baw her no moro until Just before bank-closing hours In tho after noon. As she passed In the basket phaeton botweon half-past two and threo through tho overcrosslng suburb thero wore Blgns of an armistlco ap parent, oven before tho battlefield was reached. Pottery Flat waa populated again, and tho groups of men bunchod on tho stroot corners arguing peace fully. Miss Grlerson pulled up at ono of tho comers and beckoned to a young lron-moldcr. "Anvthlnc now. Malcolm?" Bho asked. "You bet your sweet life!" said tho young molder, meeting her, aa most men did, on n plane of perfect oquallty and frankucss. "We was hoodooed to boat tho band, and Mr. Raymor's got us, cornin' nnd goln. Thoro wasn't no orders from tho big federation, at all; and that crooked guy, Clancy, was n fftkol" "Ho has gono?" sho laltf. "Ho'd botter bo. If ho shows hlnx self 'round hero again, thoro's goln' t bo a mlx-up." Miss Grlerson drovo on, and at the Iron works thero wcro moro of the peaceful indications. The gates wero open, and a switching engine from the railroad yards was pushing In a car load of furnace coal. By all tho slgni tho troublo flood wns abating. Raymor saw hor when she drovo un der his window and calmly made a hitching post of the clerk who went out to seo what she wanted. A mo ment lator sho camo down tho corrl dor to stand in tho open doorway of tho manager's room. "You aro still alone?" sho asked. "Yes; Grlswold hasn't shown up slnco morning. I don't know what has become of him." "And the labor trouble, is that going to be settled?" Ho looked away and ran his Angora through his hair as ono still puzzled nnd bewildered. "Somo sort of n mir acle has been wrought," ho said. "A llttlo whllo ago a commltteo camo to talk over terms of surrondor. It seomB that tho whole thing was tho result of a of a mistake." "Yes," sho roturned quietly, "it was Just that a mistake." And then: "You aro going to tako them back?" "Certainly. Tho plant will start up again In tho morning." Then his cu riosity broko bounds. "I can't under stand It. How did you work tho mlr aclo?" "Perhaps I didn't work It" "I know well enough you did, in somo way." Sho dismissed tho matter with a toss of the pretty head. "What dif ference does it mako so long as you "You Can Wade Aahoro Now, Can't You?" are out of the deep water and in a place where you can wado ashore? You can wade ashore now, can't you?" He nodded. "This morning I should havo said that wo couldn't; but now " ho reached over to his desk and handed her a letter to which waa pinned a telegram Iobs than an hour old. Sho read the letter first It was a curt announcement of the withdrawal of tho Pineboro railroad's repair work. Tho telegranfwas still briefer: "Dis regard my letter of yesterday;" this, and tho signature, "Athorton." Tho smaller plotter returned tho corre spondence with a little sigh of relief. It had been worse than sho had thought, and It was now botter than she had darod hopo. (TO BE CONTINUED,) SWISS HOTELS WONDROUS Stand In Solitary Grandeur, But Lack Nothing That Makes for Comfort of Traveler. You may climb up the helghtB by the aid of railways, funiculars, racks- and-plnlons, diligences and sledges, and whon nothing but your own feet will tako you any further ypu will see In Switzerland a grand hotel, magic ally and incredibly raised aloft in tho mountains. It Is solitary no town, no houses, nothing but this hotel hemmed In on all sides by snowy crags and mado Impregnable by precipices and treach erous snow and ice. At tho great redrawing of the map of Europo, when the lesser national ities are to disappear, the Swltzers will tako armed refuge In their far thest grand hotelB and thoro defy the mandates of tho concert For tho hotel, no matter how remote It be, lacks nothing that is mentioned In tho dictionary of comfort Beyond its walls your life Is not worth twelve hours' purchase. You would not dlo of hunger, be cause you would perish of cold. At best you might hit on Bome peasant's cottago In which the stand ards of existence had not changed for a century. But onco pass within the portals of the grand hotel, and you becorao the Bpolled darling of an intricate organi zation that laughs at mountains, ava lunches and frost Tent for the Children. A tent in the back yard is a great Joy to children; it helps to keep houso and yard looking neat, for tho children can bo expected and required to keop their playthings In the tont when thoy aro told that It Is their exclusive playroom and that they must conflno any untidiness to that particular spot Today. ,