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I CHAPTER XXVI Continued.
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"I must bo going," Bho Bald, rifling.
'n yau wffi give mo my onvclono?"
H cisesed to the Bafo and got It for
nor. Hla curiosity was stilt keen
Wj5d, but lio boat It back manfully.
"I wish 70U wouldn't hurry," ho said
hospitably. Ho wus searching the
chaneoiul eyes for tho warrant to say
morv but ho could not find It.
Ho was obliged to let It go at that;
ttut when thoy reached tho phaeton
and tho horso-holdlng clerk had been
relieved, ho spoko of another matter.
"I'm a little worried about Ken.
Both," ho told her. "Ho camo down
hla morning looking positively
fwrotchod, but ho wouldn't admit that
ho was sick. Havo you scon much of
him lately?"
"Not vory much" guardedly "Did
you Bay ho had gono home?"
"I don't know whero ho haB gono.
Ho left hero about half an hour before
rou camo, nnd I haven't seen him
slnco."
"And you are worried because he
Jfloosn't look well?"
"Not altogether on that account. I'm
afraid ho is In deep water of aomo
kind. I novor eaw a person change as
ho has In tho past week or so. You
know him pretty well, and what a big
heart ho has?"
Bho nodded, half mechanically.
"Well, thoro have been times lately
whon I'vo boon afraid ho'd kill some
bodyin this squabblo of ours, you
Know. Ho has been going armed
Which was oxcusablo enough, under tho
circumstances and night before last,
when wo wore walking uptown togeth
er, I had all I colild do to keep him
from taking a pot-shot at a fellow
wno, ho thought, was following us. I
don't know but I'm taking all sorts
of unfair advantage of him, telling you
this bohlnd his back, but"
"No; I'm glad you havo told me.
Maybo I can help."
Ho put hor Into tho low basket seat,
and tuckod tho dust-robe around her
carefully. While ho was doing It ho
looked up Into her faco ond said: "I'd
lovo you awfully hard for what you
havo dono today If you'd lot mo."
It was llko hor to Bmllo straight
Jnto his eyes when sho answored him.
"When you can say that in just
that way to tho right woman, you'll
find a great happiness lying In wait
for you, Edward, dear." And then she
jepoko to tho Morgan mare and dis
tance camo botweon.
I Ab onco beforo, in tho earlier houra
of tho samo day, Miss Grlcrson took
tho roundabout way between tho Ray
mor plant and Morcsldo, making tho
circuit which took her through tho
loollego grounds and brought her out
at tho head of upper Shawnee street.
pTho Widow Holcomb wnB sitting on
hbr front porch, placidly crocheting,
.when the phaeton drow up at tho
.curb,
I aMr. Grlswold," said tho phaeton's
ftcoupant. "May I troublo you to toll
him that I'd llko to apeak to him a
momont?"
( Mrs. Holcomb, friend of tho Rny
mors, tho Fnrnhnms, and tho Oswalds,
and own cousin to tho Bnrrs, was of
tho porvorso minority; and, apart
from this, sho had her own opinion of
a young woman who would wait at tho
jdoor of a young man'B boarding houso
and take jblm off for a night drlvo to
(goodness only know whoro, and from
iwhlch ho did not return until good
ness only know whon. So thoro was no
Btltch mlsBcd In tho crocheting when
fih said, Btimy: "Mr. GrlBwoId Isn't
n Ho hasn't boon homo since morn
ins, Mitjs Qrlorson drove on, and tho
most casual observer might havo re
marked tho strained tightening of tho
lips ond tho two red spots which camo
nud went In tho damask-peach cheoks.
But it waB not until Bho had reached
Moroslde, and had gained tho shelter
of tho dosorted library, that .speech
camo. 1
"O pitiful Christ!" sho sobbed, drop
ping Into a chair nnd hiding her faco
Sn tho crook of hor arm; "ho's dono it
it loatl ho'a trying to hide, and that's
!what thoy'vo been waiting for! And
I don't know whoro to look!"
But Mntthow Broflln, tilting lazily
la his chair on tho downtown hotol
porch, know very well whero to look,
and ho was watching tho one outlet
of tho hidlrut pluco aa an nlert, though
putwnrdly dlsregardful, houso cat
Wfttsho mouse's holo.
CHAPTER XXVII.
Tho Quality of Mercy.
On no less an authority than that of
ho great doctor who camo again from
Chicago for a second consultation
with Doctor Farnham, Andrew Gal
fcralth owed his life during tho two
days following his return to conscious
Bess to tho unremitting caro nnd do
Votlon of ono person.
Seconding 'tho efforts of tho physl
elans, and skillfully dlroctlng those of
the nurses, Margery throw herself Into
'tho vlcarlouB struggle with tho gener
ous sclf-sacrlfico which countB neither
cost nor loss; and on tho third day
he had hor reward, Her Involuntary
truest -and charge waB distinctly bet
CDM0DES
ter, nnd again, so tho two doctors do
clarcd, the balanco was inclining slight
ly toward rccovory.
It was In tho afternoon of this third
day, when sho had been roadlntr tn
him, at his own request, tho sayings of
tno .Mun on tho Mount, that ho ro
ferred for tho lirst time to tho details
of tho accident which had so nearly
blotted him out. Unon his asklnsr. slm
related tho few and slmplo facts of
tno rescue, modestly minimizing her
own part in It. and clvinc hor com
panion in tho catboat full credit.
"H10 writer-man." ho said thoucht
fully, whon sho had fln,lBhed telling
him how Grlswold had worked over
him In tho boat, and how ho would not
glvo up. "I remember; you fetched
him out to tho hotol with you ono
day; no, you neodna fear I'll be for
getting him." Then, with a shrewd
look out of tho steel-cray eyes: "How
long havo you beon knowing him,
Maggie, child?"
"Oh, for quite a long tlmo." sho has
tened to say. "Ho came here, sick and
holpless, ono day last spring, and
woll, there Isn't any hospital hero In
WahaBka, you know, so we took him
In and helped him get over tho fovor.
or whatever It was. This was his room
whllo ho stayed with us."
Andrew Gnlbralth wagged his head
on tho pillow.
"I know," ho said. "And ye'ro dolne
it again for a poor nuld man whoso
siller has nover bought him anything
llko tho lovo you'ro spending on him.
You're everybody's good angel, I'm
thinking, Magglo, lassie" Though ho
did not reallzo it. his sickness was
bringing him day by day nearer to his
rar-away boyhood in tho Inverness-
Bhlro hills, and It was easy to slip Into
the speech of the mother-tongue Then.
after a long pause, ho went on: "Ho
wasna wearing a beard, a red beard
trimmed down to a spike this writer
man, when yq found him, was ho?"
She shook her head. "No; I havo
nover seen him with a beard."
The sick man turned his faco to tho
wall, and after a tlmo sho heard him
repeating Boftly tho words which sho
had Just read to him. "But If ye for
give not men . . . neither will
your father forgivo. . . ." And
again, "Judgo not that yo bo not
Judged." When ho turned back to hor
thoro wcro now lines of suffering In
tho gray old faco.
"I'm soro beset, child; soro besot,"
ho sighed. "You wore tolling mo that
MacFarland and Johnson will bo hero
tonight?"
"Yes; thoy should both reach Wa
haska this evening."
Another pause, and at tho ond of It:
"That man Broflln; you'll, remember
you asked mo ono day who ho was, and
I toll't yo ho was n special officer for
tho bank. Is ho Ftlll here?"
"Ho Is; I saw him on tho street this
morning."
Again Andrew Galbrnlth turned his
fnco away, and ho was qulot for so
long a tlmo that sho thought ho hud
fallen asleep. But ho had not.
"You'ro thinking something of tho
writer-man, lassie? Don't mind tho
clavers of an nuld man who nover had
n chick or child of his aln."
Her answer was such as a child
might havo mado. Sho lifted tho big
Jointed hand on tho coverlet and
pressed it softly to hor flushed choek,
nnd ho undorstood.
"I thought so; I was afruld so," ho
said, slowly. "You any you havo known
him n long tlmo; it canna havo been
long enough, balrnlo."
"But It is," Bho insisted, loyally. "I
know him better than ho knows him
solf; oh, very much bettor."
"Yo know tho good in him, maybo;
thero's good in all mon, I'm thinking
now, though ,thero was a tlmo whon
I dldna hollovo it."
"I know tho good and tho bnd--and
tho bad Is only tho good turned up
sido down.".
Again tho Blck man wagged his head
on tho pillow and closed his eyes.
"Ye'ro a loving lasslo, Magglo, and
that's a' thoro is to It," ho commented;
and after another interval: "What
must be, must bo. Wo spoko of this
man Broflln: I must soo him boforo
Johnson comes. Can yo get him for
mo, Magglo, child?"
Sho nodded and wont downstairs to
tho telephone, returning almost Imme
diately. "1 was fortunato enough to catch
him at tho hotol. Ho will bo hero In a
fow mlnutoB," was the word she
brought; and Galbralth thanked her
with his eyes.
"When ho comes, yo'll lot mo soo
him nlono-just for a fow minutes," ho
bogged; and boyond that ho Bald no
more.
It waB after tho click of tho gate
latch had announced Brofflh's arrival
that Margery drow tho shades to shut
out tho glaro of tho nftcrnoon sun,
lowering tho ono nt tho bed's head so
that tho light no longor foil upon tho
Instruments of tho small houso tolo
phono Bet mountod upon tho wall bo
side tho door.
"Mr. Broflln Is horo, and I'll send
him up," sho said. "But you mustn't
let him stay long, and you mustn't try
to talk too much."
THE SEMI-WEEKLY TRIBUNE,
Tho sick mnn promised, nnd as sho
was going away she turned to repeat
tho caution. Androw Galbralth's eyes
wero closed in weariness, and ho did
not boo that sho was standing with hor
back to tho wall whllo sho admonished
mm, or that, when sho had gono to
send tho visitor un. thn
Iioubo telophpno oot had been detached
irom us nook and loft dangling by Its
wiro coru.
Miss Grlcrson wont nn Into Mm 11
brary after sho had mnt thn dntnrtivn
at tho door and had told him how to
nnd tho upstairs room. When thn
sound of a cautiously closed door told
her that Broflln had entered tho sick
room, sho snatched the rncnlvnr of thn
library houso phono from Its hook and
neid It to hor ear. For a llttlo tlmo
keen anxiety wroto Its sign manual In
tho knitted brows and tho tlehtlv
pressed lips. Then sho smiled and
tho dark oyes grew softlv radiant. "Thn
- --u -
dear old saint!" b!io whispered; "tho
uear. uear old saint!" And when Brof
fin camo down a fow minutes later, sho
wont to open the hall door fnr him
serenely demure and with honoy on
nor tongue, ns befitted tho rolo of
everybody's good nngol."
"Did you find him worse than vnn
reared, or hotter than you honed?" shn
usked.
"Ho's mighty near tho edge, I should
say what? But you never can toll.
Some of these old fellows can claw
back to tho ton o' tho hill nftor nil
tho doctors In creation havo thrown up
uioir hands. I'vo seen it. What does
Doc Farnham say?"
What ho always savs: 'whlln thnrn'n
life, thero's hope."
Broflln nodded nnd went his WAV
down the walk, stopping at tho gato to
take up tho cigar ho had hidden on his
arrlvnl.
"So Galbralth's out of It. lock, stontt
and barrel." ho muttered, as ho strode
thoughtfully townward. "I reckon.!
It'd bo that-a-way, as soon as I heard
tho story o' that Bhlpwreck. And now
ain't so blamed sura that It's Rnv.
mor a-holdln' the fort In them nrnttv
black oyes. The old man talked like a
man that had Just been honeyfugled
and talked over and nrlmed nlum' un
to tho muzzle. Why tho blue blazes
"He's Trying to Hide and That's What
They've Been Waiting For."
can't sho tako her lron-molder fellow
and be satisfied? She can't swine to
both of 'em. Ump! tho old man want-
eu mo to skip out on a wild goose
chaso to Frisco In that bond business.
nnd tako tho first train! Sure, I'll go
but not today; oh, no, by grapples;
not this day!"
It was possibly nn hour bovond nr.
fln'B visit wheu MilrKerv. havlnir rho.
cessfully rend tho sick man to Bleep,
upioou out or tno room and wont bo
low stairs to shut herself Into tho hall
telephone closet. Tho number shn
asked for was that of tho Rnvmer
Foundry nnd Mnchino works, and Rny-
mor, hlmsolf, answered tho call.
"Havo you henrd nnythlng yet from
Mr. from our friend?"
"Not a word. But I'm not worrvlmr
auy moro now. I'vo beon remombor
lng that ho Is tho happy or unhappy
possessor of tho 'artistic tempora
mont' and that accounts for nnythlng
nnd everything. I'd forgotten thnt for
a fow minutes, you know."
"Woll?" Bho said, with tho faintest
possible nccent of Impatience.
"Ho hns gono off somowhoro to plug
nwny on that book of hla; I'm suro of
It. And ho hasn't gono very far. I'm
Inclined to bellovo that Mrs. Holcomb
knows whero ho Is only sho won't
tell. And somebody else knows, too."
"Who is tho somebody else?"
Though tho wlro was in a moasuro
public, Raymer risked a single word.
"Charlotte"
None of tho sudden passion that
leupod Into Margery Grlerson'a eyes
was suffered to find Us way Into her
volco whon sho said: "What makes
you think that?"
"Oh, a lot of llttlo things. I was
over at tho houso last night, nnd thero
Is somo sort of tenpot torapest going
on; I couldn't mnko out Just whnt.
But from tho wny things Bhnpod up, 1
gathered that our frlond was wanted
in Lako Boulevard, and wantod bad
for somo reason or other. I had to
promise that I'd try to dig him up, bo
foro I got away."
"Woll?" went tho questioning word
over tho wires, and this timo tho Impa
tient accent was unconcealed.
"I nromlsod: hut this mnrnlnir Tlnn
- ' ... " "
tor Bortlo called mo up to Bay that It
nuo m iijjut, mui i mmum irouuio
myself."
"And I needn't havo troubled you,"
NORTH PLATTE, NEBRASKA.
said tho volco nt tho Meresldo trans
mitter. "Exntirtn run. ni tlnnlf Itllllmrn.
ly used to say when ho happened to
snoot the wrong man. Como over
when you feel llko It anil havo tlmo.
You mustn't forget that you owo mo
two calls. Good-by."
After Margery Grlcrson had let her
self out of tho atininc llttlo closet un
der tho hall stair, sho went into the
darkened library and sat for a long
timo stnrlng nt tho cold henrth. It was
a crooked world, and Just now It wns a
sharply cruel one. Thero was much to
bo read between tho lines of tho short
telephone talk wHh Edward Ruvmcr.
The trap was sprung nnd its Jaws were
closing; and In his cxtrem ty Kenneth
Grlswold wns turning, not to the wom
an who had condoned and shielded and
paid tho costly price, but to tho other,
"Dear God!" sho said softlv. whon
the prolonged stare had broucht tho
quick-springing tears to her eyes; "and
-1 could havo kept him safe!"
CHAPTER XXVIII.
The Pendulum-Swina
To a man seeking only to escnno
from himself, all roads aro eoual and
all destinations likely to prove uni
formly disappointing. Turning his
back upon the iron works in tho dav
c' dofcut, with no very clear Idea of
what he should do or whero ho should
go, Grlswold pushed throueh tho
strikers' picket lines, and, avoiding the
militant suburb, drifted by way of sun
ury uuuying resiaenco Btroet3 nnd a
country road to tho high ground back
or tho city.
In deserting Raymer ho was actu
ated by no motive of disloyalty. On
the contrary, so much of tho motive as
nau any bearing upon his relations
with tho young Iron founder Burane
from a generous impulse to free Ray
mer rrom nn Incubus. If It wero the
curso of the Mldns-touch to turn all
things to gold, It seemed to be hla own
peculiar curso to turn tho cold to
dross; to leave behind him n train of
disaster, defeat and tragic depravity.
1110 piungo Into the labor conflict had
merely served to afford another strik
ing exnmplo of his inability to brenk
the evil spell, nnd Rnymer could well
spare him.
On tho long tramp to the hills the
eventa of tho past fow months mar
shaled themselves In ncnusinir rnvlnw.
No human being, save one, of all those
with whom he had como in contact
since tho day of dragon-bearding in
the New Orleans bank had escaned thn
contaminating touch, and each In turn
nau suffered loss. The man Gavltt
had given his name and identity: thn
tnato of tho Belle Julio had sacrificed
what llttlo respect he may havo hnd
for law and order by becoming, poten
tially, at least, a criminal accessory.
Tho little Irish cab-driver had sold
himself for a price; and tho negro
deckhand had earned his mess of fried
Abu. The sinclo excention wns flhnr.
lotte Farnham, and ho told hlmsolf
that she had escaped only bacauso she
had dono br duty as she saw it.
And ns tho bedeviling thine hail be
gun, bo it had continued, losing nono
of its potency for evil. In tho llttlo
vyorld of Wahaska, which was to havo
beon tho theater of Utopian demon
stration, tho curso had persisted. Tho
money, used with tho loftiest inten
tions, had served only a3 a means to
nn end, nnd tho end hnd proved to bo
the rearing of nn apparently impas
sable wall of bitter antagonism be
tween master and men. And the se
cret of the money's origin nnd ncquisi
tlon, which was to havo Deen so easily
cast aside and Ignored, had become a
soul-sickness incurable and even con
tagious. Grlswold was beginning to
suspect that it had attacked Margery
GrlerBon; that it had subconsciously,
If not otherwise, thrust Itself into
Charlotto Farnham's life; and tho
days lately past had shown him into
what depths it could piungo its
wretched gunrdlnn and slave.
Now that tho piungo had been taken
and ho hnd been mado to understand
that he must henceforth reckon with a
base and cowardly underself which
would not Btop short of tho most hein
ous crime, ho told himself that he must
havo timo to think to plan.
Caring nothing for its roughness, ho
followed the country road Into a valloy
forest of oaks. After an hour of aim
less tramping he began to have occa
sional near-hand glimpses of tho lako;
and a llttlo farther along ho camo out
upon tho main-traveled road leading tb
tho summer resort hotel at tho head of
Do Soto bay.
Still without any definite purpose In
mind ho pushed on, nnd upon renching
tho hotel ho went in nnd registered for
a room. Hero ho drow tho window
shades nd lay down, and slnco the
week of strlfo had been cutting deep
ly Into tho nights, when ho awoke it
waB evening nnd a cheerful clamor In
tho dining room beneath told him that
It was dinner time.
It is a trite saying that many a gulf,
seemingly Impassable, has been safoly
bridged in sleep. ' Bathed, refreshed
anil with tho tramping stains removed,
Grlswold went down to dinner with tho
lost appetite regained.
Early 011 tho following day ho sent a
note to Mrs. Holcomb by one of tho
Inn employees; but tho copy of tho
Daily Waltaskan laid beside his break
fast plato mado it unnecessary to tele
phono Raymer. Tho paper had a full
account of tho sudden ending of tho
lock-out nnd tho resumption of
work in tho Rnymer plnnt, nnd
ho road It with a curious stir
ring of self-compnsslou. As ho had
reasoned It out, thoro was only ono
way In which tho result could havo
Mwb. . . ... v. v au iui.ni, iiuu ivuIIltJI
taken that way, in splto of his wrath-
been attained bo quickly. Had Raymer
iui rejocuon or mo suggestion? Doubt
less ho had: and on tho heels of thnt
I conclusion came a sense of deprivation
that was fairly appalling, nnd tho
healthy breakfast appetite vnnlBhed.
unswoiu Know whnt It meant, or ho
thought ho did. Margery GrlerDon was
gono out of hla life gono beyond re
call.
After that, thero was all the Better
reason whv hn nhnniii
himself In tho fallow Interval; and1 for
iwo complete daya he was lost, oven' to
the small world of the fllltntnnr rnnnrt.
tramping for hours In tho lako shoTO
lorests or drifting about in ono of the
noiei skins, and roturofnir tn thn inn,
only to eat and aleop when hunger or
wennness constrained' him. On tho
whole, tho dlsclnllno was nood. H
flattered himself that the sense of pro
portion was returning slnwlv. nmi with
It somo saner Impulses. Truly, it had
been his misfortune to bo obllced to
compromise with evil to some extent,
anu to involve others, but was not
that rather duo to tho lneraillrnhln
faults of an imporfect social systom
xnan 10 any basic defect in. his own
uieones? And was not tho same lm
perfect social system partly responsl
mo ror the quasi-criminal attitude
which had been forced upon him? Ho
wns willing to bellevo it: wllllnir. nlHo.
to believe that ho could rlso above- tho
constraining forces and bo tho man ho
wished to 'be. That ho could' so rise
was proved, h decided, on th
Ing of the third day, when he chanced
to overhear the hotel clerk telling thn
man whoso room was across the- aorrl-
oor from his own thnt A ml raw fJnJ
bralth still had a flchtlnir chnnc fnr
1110. in tho pleasant glow of the high.
resolve tho nowa awakened nono of
tho murderous nroniDtlnca. hut mtlmr
tho generous hope that it might bo
irue.
It was late In the- afternoon at f-hlw
third day, upou his return from a long
pun in tno borrowed skiff around: tho
group or islands in tho upper and un
frequented part of the lako. thnt hp
found a note awaiting him. It waa
from Miss Farnham, and its brevity,
no less than its urcencv. stirred him,
apprehensively, bringing a suggestive
return or tne rurtive llerceness which
ne promptly fought down. "I muab
see you before eight o'clock this eve
ning, it is or tho Inst importance."
was the wordinn of tho note: and thn
heavy underscoring of the "last," and
a certain tremulous characteristic in
tho handwriting, stressed the ur
gency.
It was still auite earlv In thn
ning when the Inn conveyance set him
down nt the door of his lodgings In
upper Shnwnee street. To the care-
tnklng widow, who would have pre
pared a late dinner for him, he ex
plained that he was going; out again al
most at once: nnd takinc time onlv
for n bath and a change, he set forth
on the cross-town walk. It lacked
something less than a half hour of the-
time limit set in Miss Farnham's note,
but he attached no special importance
to that. He knew that the doctor's
dinner hour was early, and that in any
event ho could chooso his own timo
for an evening call.
It nettled him ancrllv to find thnt
the premonition of coming disaster
was atlll with him when he crossed
tho courthouse sauare and camo into
the main street a few doors from the
Winnebago entrance. Attacking from
a fresh vantage ground it was warn
ing him that the town hotel was the
stopping, place of the man Broflln, and
that he was taking an unnecessary haz
ard in passing It. Brushing tho warning
aside, he went on detlantly, and Just
beforo ho camo within identifying
range of tho loungers on the hotel
porch an omnibus backed to thn onrh
to deliver Us complement of passen
gers from the lately met northbound
train.
Grlswold walked on until h wns
stopped by the sidewalk-blocking group
or rresniy arrived travelers paus
ing to identify their luggage as it
Deftly the Man Catcher Worked Them
Open.
was handed down from tho top of tho
omnibus. Alertly watchful, ho quickly
recognized Broflln among tho porch
loungers, and saw him leavo hla tilted
chair to saunter toward the Bteps.
Then tho faterul thing happened. One
of tho luggago sorters, a clean-limbed,
handsome young fellow with boyish
eyes nnd n good-nntured grin, wheeled
suddenly nnd gripped him.
"Why, Grlswold, old mnn! woll, I'll
be dogged! Who on tho faco of tho
earth would ever havo tlipught of find
ing you hero? So this is where you
camo up. after tho long, deep, McGinty
dive, Is It?" Then to ono of his fel
low travelers: "Hold on a minute.
Johnson; I want yet to shako hands
with an old nowspnper pal of mlno
from New York, Mr. Kenneth Grls
wold. Kenneth, this a Mr. Beverly
Johnson-, of tho Bayou Stata Security
bnnk, in Wow OrlennB."
Thus Hambridge, sometime star re
porter for tlio Louislanlat?, turning up
at tho climaxing Instant to prom tho
crowded condition of an ovcrnaiTOW
world, much as Mntthow Uroflln had
onco turned up on tho nftcr'deck of
tho coastwise steamer Adelantado to
prove It to him.
While Grlswold, with every nervo
on edge, was acknowledging tllo- In
troduction which he could by nc
means nvoid, Broflln drow nenrer.
From tho porch oteps ho could both
see- and hear. Bainbridgc, cheerfully
loquacious, continued to do most of
tho talking. Ho wnB telling GrlBwoId
of tho Btroak of good" luck which had:
snatched him out of a reporter's berth.
In the South to mako' liter night editor
or one of tho St. Paul1 dallies. John
son waa merely an onlbokor. Broffln'si
eyes searched tho teller's face. Thusi
far It was a blank a rathnr hnrndl
blank.
'And you are on your wav to St..
Paul now?" Grlswold said to tho news
paper man. Broflln, whoao- cars wero
skillfully attuned to nil til tone vnrla-
tlons in the voice of evasion; thought
ho detected a auaver of anxious im
patience in tho half-absent query.
Yes? I was going on through to
Ight, but Johnson, here. stumDed mo
to stop over. He said I mlcht he ablo
to get a news story out of his sick
president." Balnbridgo rattled on.
Ever meet Mr. Galbraltli?' He la tha
bank president who wa3 held' up last
spring, you. remember: fln& bldi Scotch
gentleman of the Walter-Scottf brand."
When did you leavo Now Orleans?"
Grlswold' asked'; and now Broflln mado
suro he- distinguished tho note- of anx
iety. 'Two days back: mlssedi ai connec
tion on account of high water In the
Ohio. Mlcht have stayed' another. 12:
hours In the good old'levee town if.we'di
only known, eh, Johnson?" Andl then.
again1 to. Grlawold: "Remember that
supper wo had at Chaudlero's, tho-
nlght I was- leaving for tho banana
coast? By George! come to- think of
It, I bellevo that was tho laBt time wo
foregathered in tilt! Say,. Kennothi
what have you' dono with your benrd?"
Something clicked' In Broflln's bralm
The final doubt was cleared away.
GrlBwoId waa the man he had. seen and'
marked when tho two were savlnc
good-by on tho banquette In. front of
(Jhaudlere s.
Broflln's right hand went awlftlv to
an inside pocket of his coat and whon
it was withdrawn a pair of handcuffs,,
oiled to nolselessness, camo with it.
Deftly the man-catcher worked them
open, uslntr only tho tinners of ono
hand, and nover taking hla eyes froim
tho trio on the sidewalk. One last
step remained; If he could only man
ago to get speech with JohnsonTlrst
During the trylntr interval Grlswold
had been fully alive to his peril. He-
had seen the Bwlft hnnd-Dassinir. and
ho knew what it was the Broflln was.
concealing in the hand which had
made the quick pocket dive. He knew
that the crucial moment had come;
and, as many times before, the sav
age fear-mania was gripping him. In
the cold vise-nin of it he had become-
once moro tho cornered wild beast.
(TO BE CONTINUED;).
Whooping Cough.
The Bureau of Laboratories of the
New York board of health has been
conducting an extensive investigation
of whooping cough, and Dr. Paul Lut
tlnger recently reported to the Medl
ca association of the greater city of
Now York somo of tho results of that
Inquiry.
Among tho moBt interesting con.
elusions reached is that the earlv nnrt
of tho disease is tho most infectious.
The bacillus that Is believed to causo
it is rarely found in tho sputum after
tho first week of tho paroxysmal, or
whooping, stage, so "there would seem
to bo no necessity for tho child to bo
kept in the houso for more than a
week after the whoop appears."
Doctor Luttlnger says nhyslclans un.
derestlmato tho seriousness of tho dis
ease and fail to report cases. Only
2C per cent of casos in a certain area
were reported, and "probably not mora
thain 10 per cent aro reported in
Greater New York."
Good Men Are Scarce.
Col. E. Polk Johnson of Louisvllln
who fought for tho Confederacy, read
something in the dispatches from tho
front tho other day that reminded him
vory much of what happened when
ho wob serving In tho western army
In tho Civil war. "I remember It was
a wet, cold, rainy night in tho middle
of winter." said the veteran, "wh Ptl n
long, lean chnp In my regiment was or
dered to go on picket duty. Ho
thought tho situation over for a mln
uto nnd then ho turned to tho ser
gennt who had brought tho message.
'You go right straight back whar you
come from.' ho drawled, 'and tnli thn
cap'n I Jest natchelly can't do It
I
got- a letter from Gln'ral Bragg this
mawuln , and ho said good men wnn
glttin' almighty skeerco In this hero
army, and for mo to tako good caro of
myso f.
Respirators tor Mir Raids.
As n result of the noli
advising people to keop all windows
closed in the event ct an air raid on
London, nnd thus prevent the udmls
slon of deleterious cases, them h
beon a rush to buy respirators. Stores
were sold out within an hour or tu-n
Tho moBt popular form was thnt mnri
of either nonlnflammable celluloid or
rubber, except tho mouthpiece. They
have motor gogglo fittings to nrotect
the eyes. London Globe.