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By VICTOR ROUSSEAU
Illustrations by Irwin Myers
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(Copyright, 1019, by Gcorgo n. Doran Co.)
CHAPTER XII.
Marie Awakes.
Illlnry hcnnl from Mndelelnc almost
dally, but they seldom met. Once or
twice they mndo nn nppolntment, but
both hnted tho thought of clnndcstln
ity, nnd nilary realized tho need of
concentrating all his thoughts upon his
work. Dupont hnd mnde three more
voyngrs, and Baptlste, who kept out
of Bight, hnd given complete sntlsfnc
tlon. Tho lumber hnd brought unex
pectedly good prices, nnd there wns
now a probability that beforo naviga
tion closed Hilary would bo In n posi
tion to carry on till Hprlng. When the
winter cutting began, nnd there was
more leisure, Hilary meant to fight out
tho Issue with Itosny. The old man
was still partly pnrulyzcd, nnd he hnd
mado no reference of any kind to what
had occurred, but his mind wns quite
clear, nnd, Mndelelnc thought, his
memory.
Townrd tho middle of the month tho
newly discovered spruce supply hnd
all been lumbered. Success seemed
now almost nssurcd. Dupont wns get
ting rendy to mnke his Inst voynge.
Tho snow was not yet deep enough
for the teams to be sent Into tho
woods, nnd Hllnry turned his thoughts
once moro to tho Island, more from
eagerness to explore that part of his
domnln thnn from nny thought of cut
ting there thnt whiter.
Hllnry was In his ofllco ono day
when thero enme a tnp at the door,
and, to his astonishment, In walked
Louis Duval
Tho llttlo liquor-seller approached
him in nn ingratiating manner. "Mon
sieur Askow," ho said, "I am very
sorry for that night. I have been
away. Now I como back, and Mon
sieur Tesslcr tells mo thnt you for
give. Now I como to thank you."
"That's all right, Louis," said
Hilary. "You oro forgiven, as long as
'you keep out of that trado of yours.
It's a bud business when it's run in
the Sto. Mario way."
Louis Duval sniffed contemptuous
ly. "I'm out," ho announced. "And
ISlmeon's out. And ho say ho hnpo
you don't bear Ill-feeling. Them fel
lows never pay us a cent. An' I got
my head busted open too," ho added
reflectively.
nilary sprang to his feet und took
tho llttlo mun by tho arms. "Do you
mean to tell mo Brousseau offered
,you money to open n saloon in St. Boni
face?" ho asked.
"Suro he did. Ho said if I open he
ct mo up, an' ho pay mo two hundred
dollars moro If thoso fellows kill you."
"Good Lordl Js that all I'm worth?"
asked Hllnry.
"Oh It nln't that," answered Louis.
"1 guess you're worth moro than thnt
much. But Plerro nn' Leblnnc, they
crazy to kill you, because you thrush
Pierre nn you tnko awny Leblnnc's
business an' his family starve. May
bo ho pay them too; maybo thoy pay
him to let them. I don' know. But
Pierre an' Lcblanc swear thoy get you
,yot An' Simeon's out of the game.
An I want to tell you something, Mon
sieur Askew, If you won' bust my head
open ngaln."
"Your head's qulto sofo, Louis.
"What Is it?"
"That dnmn Brousscnu promise mo
two hundred for tho other Job nn' only
ny mo fifty."
"What other Job?"
' "For to get them fellows to saw
your boom, monslour."
"So it was sawed, was It?" demand
ed Hilary furiously.
P- "Yes, monsieur. I get thrco follows
from tho south shore, an' I fell Into
tho water un' got rhoumatlz, nn' pay
ten dollars for medicines, un' that
4nmn Brousscau "
"Louis, will you sign your nnmo to
that?"
t "0 sure, If you got them fellows
W Brousscau first," replied tho llttlo
man, edging toward tho door. Finding
that ho was not pursued, he halted.
"Monsieur Askow, I gono buck to my
Ashing job," ho said.
Hilary thought this was a character
istic occupation for Louis to take up,
sdnce It afforded him several months
of Idleness beforo tho fishing season
opened.
"You havo a boat?" ho asked, re
membering his plan to ro-vlslt tho Is
land. "O mire," enld Louis. "Now sails
an' rudder all new except tho boat,
ver lino boat, monslour."
"Could you tako Mr. Connell and
myself over to tho island and back
tomorrow?"
"I think so, monslour, if tho sea
ain't running too high."
"Bo ready with your boat at one,"
aid Hilary.
It was practically his last chanco
tor six months of vlclting tho Island
Ho sent a messenger with a note to
Lofo at tho camp, asking him to bo
In 8t Boulfaco at noon. Then ho
iwroto his dally letter to Madeleine.
Bo mentioned his projected Journey,
but nothing else, except his lovo and
tits hopes, which wcro weighty enough,
i As ho entered tho store to mall It
la the letter-box there ho thought the
lotn eAtcd about tho placo looked
nt lilm curiously. lie Jind several times
noticed a certain furtlveness In their
regard, hut hnd each time ascribed It
to Imagination and dismissed the mat
ter, lie did so again. Ho wus walk
ing back when ho saw u boy outside
the olllce.
"Captain Dtipont says he Is ready to
sail, monsieur," he said.
"Tell him I'm coming down to speak
to him," said Hilary.
He went townrd tho wharf. Dupont
wan talking to Baptlsto. As ho ap
proached, Hilary saw the two cense
their conversation nnd look at him.
Then Uaptlste walked slowly away to
ward his vessel. Dupont, who had
Just received the message from the
boy, stood motionless where he had
been, waiting.
nilary becaino suddenly conscious of
nn atmosphere of hatred. When ho
reached Dupont the old man eyed him
with the same searching and malignant
stare that ho had given him on the oc
casion of their llrst encounter. But
now the eyes that blazed a foot from
his own did not relax their gnze. There
was a menaco there, Immediate and
hostile, though tho face was Immobile.
It flashed through Hilary's mind that
the old man was mad, that his long
brooding had nt last broken the fragile
vessel of tho mind.
Disregarding the captain's look,
Hllnry explained briefly the matter on
which he had come. All the while
he spoke Dupont continued eyeing him.
Hilary began to feel unensy. "Well,
Is that clear?" ho Inquired.
"That much is clenr," answered Du
pont reluctantly.
"Well, what's tho matter, then?" de
manded Hllnty sharply.
Suddenly ho perceived that the old
man's fnco was twisted with passion.
His expression was so fanatical that
Hilary thought ho was going to attack
him.
But then the fnco resumed its mask
again. Without a word, Dupont
swung onto the ship nnd left him.
Bnptlsto's vessel was moored next
to the whnrf. As Dupont crossed It
to reach his own, Hilary saw Bnptiste
on deck, bending over a tarpaulin.
Tho two men did not spenk, and
nilnry, jnoved by n sudden Impulse,
walked tho length of tho whnrf and
uccosted the little Frenchman.
"Baptlste," ho said, "sorao tlmo ago
I told you I didn't know whether you
hnd any knowledge nbout tho cutting
of my boom or not. I want to sny I'm
sorry. I know that you had none, and
I shouldn't hnve spoken as I did."
And ho put out his hand.
Baptlste looked up. The llttlo man's
face was like a thundercloud. Ho
clenched and unclenched his fists
fiercely muttering. Then ho dnshed
Uilnry's hand nsldo with his.
"I don't shako hands with you 1" ho
cried, nnd the tours began to stream
"You Keep Out of My Way or
Kill Youl"
down his cheeks. "You keep out of
my way, or I kill you."
And ho rushed below, lcnvlng nilury
utterly nonplussed at his belmvlor.
When Brousseau, driving furiously
homeward from tho Chateau, reached
tho cottugo of Julos Dupont, he saw
tho solitary flguro of tho girl Mario
seated outsldo tho door. He let his
horso rest for n breathing spell beforo
continuing up tho hill, doffed his hat
and saluted her.
"Bonjour, Mademoiselle Dupont," ho
called henrtlly.
"Bonjour, Monsieur Brousscau," sho
answered mechanically.
Brousscuu hnd never been nblo to
force a smllo from her lips. For a
long tlmo ho had dreaded this Hllent
girl, then ho hnd censed to think nbout
her; of lata ho had again begun to
hato tbo prcsenco of that lonely flguro
upon the porch, which was always
there whenever ho drovo Into St. Bonl
fnco or back to his garish house by tho
senshore.
Tho euro hnd not told nilnry nil that
related to tho old captain's history.
But tho thread of madness that linked
him to tho past was spreading Into a
web that strangled tho normnl life of
the man. Jules Dupont, never one of
many words, had been more sullen nnd
morose thnn ever of late.
During the past week Marie had
been terrified at tho way her father
looked at her. He had never meant
very much to her and now, when he
was about to pass out of her life, she
felt no regret.
Her mind went traveling bnck to her
earliest memory. Sho was on the sea
shore with her mother, wntchlng for
the return of the fishing fleet, nnd her
father's boat, nnd on the shingle lay
the sailing boat of a young student
from Quebec whom she hnd seen often
at their cottage during her father's
absence. The young man wns. lnugh
lngly Inviting her mother to go for a
sail. At last the girl consented.
The sail was a very long one. Llttlo
Marie, who hud fallen nslccp, was
awakened by the sound of her moth
er's screaming nnd the young student's
laughing protestations that It was too
late In tho dny to return now. Sho
did not understand all that wns snld,
and her next memory was of a squalid
lodging In Quebec, and her mother's
tear-stained face, and a sense of un-
hnpplncss.
Then she wus back In tho cottngo,
standing beside the bed on which her
dying mother lay, and the sick womnn,
gripping her hand fast in her burning
ones, was repeating a nnmo over and
over. "Say It aguln, child I" she wns
whispering.
She reiterated tills demand over and
over again.
"Say III" sho muttered. "Say It, and
never forget. And carry it with thee
through life, saying it in moments of
temptation, that thou mayest remem
ber thy mother and understand. Now
swear by tho Virgin to say it morning
and night, and never forget 1"
The frightened girl had sworn,
catching the words from her mother's
lips. She hnd snld the nnmo morn nnd
night until It had become engrnved
upon her memory forever. But it was
long beforo sho understood its menu-
lng.
Then she remembered her father
shaking her by the urms. "The name
thy mother told thee speak It, Mn
rle 1"
"No," answered the little girl ob
Btlnately. Ho threatened her, but tho child of
five yenrs pressed her Hps together
nnd would not utter n word.
"Listen, Marie I If you tell me thou
shalt have everything In the world. A
new dress, and thou shnlt sail with me
upon my ship, nnd I will buy thee tho
big doll that opens nnd shuts her eyes.
Tho nnme, Mnrlol"
Mnrlo remnlncd perfectly silent
And for yenrs she resisted her father's
threats, and promises nnd pleadings,
not understanding that It was a mental
Inhibition which she could not break.
The sight of her dying mother had
Inflicted a wound In the child's soul
that never healed. And every week at
first, every month later, the scene with
her father was renewed.
She never pretended to have forgot
ten, as sho might well hnve done. As
sho grow older her fnther's outbursts
became less frequent. But the insnne
rngc which ngltntcd him grew rather
thun lessened as tho years went by.
Sixteen had pnsscd; she was now
twenty-one, nnd sho looked bnck on a
childhood that had been a torture.
Her estrangement from her father
was as complete as from tho village
life. At llrst the scandal had been
against her, nnd Inter her aloofness
hud set the tongues of the St. Boniface
women to wagging. "Like mother, Hko
daughter" so runs the hard proverb
In every country. Marie Dupont grew
up friendless and utterly nlono. Tho
girl had never had a frlcud, nor had
she ever oven had a sweetheart until
six months before.
Pierre, In the courso of his percgrl-
nations along tho const, at that tlmo
us assistant on a smuggling craft, hud
como to know tho solltnry llguro that
paced the bench. In those duys tho
girl's heart, cut oft from natural com
munlcutlon with tho young people of
St. Boniface, had turned, with tho
vuguo yenrnlng of youth, to drenms of
the world outsldo. Tho repressed
spirit seeks Its adventures In devious
ways ; if not In action, then In Imnglnu
tlon. Marie Dupont longed for rclenso
from her Imprisonment, and dreumed
of tho prlnco who wns somo dny to
como and tako her nwny.
When Baptlste began to show nn In
terest In her sho hated him. Sio had
never thought of him ns a lover, nnd
hardly ns a man; he was a part of St,
Boniface, of tho hateful life that en
compassed her, clutched ut her nnd
would not lot her go free. She enmo
to Invest Baptlsto with tho qualities of
all that she loathed.
Plerro scraped acquaintance with
her. Ho hnd tho Intuition of tho base
man who must perforco win his vic
tims by guile, no listened to her con
fldences, shyly given to ono who, by
his wandering life nnd through the
talcs that ho told, seemed tho exact
opposite of nil those whom sho had
known, no sent Nnnetto to sco Mnrle,
choosing tho tlmo when Dupont wns
away.
Nanctto was not bad; Hko most of
her kind sho wns below normnl mcn
tnllty. When her lover, who hnd
brought her to Stc. Marie, abandoned
her, she worked In a lnrge nnd chenp
lumbermen's summer bourdlnghouse.
IMerro promised her thnt the mnn
would return to her If sho obeyed him.
She met Mario upon the bench, and
Insinuated herself into her confidence.
At Inst sho took her to Simeon's dance
hall.
The lights, the dancing nnd tho
music were a revelation to her. On
tho first night she cried from happi
ness. Wholly Ignorant of life, her in
nocence protected her and sealed her
consciousness. And Simeon's placo
was better In tho early summer
of that year thnn afterward, and somo
of the lumbermen would bring their
sweethearts there.
The girl's innocence found an ally
in the lumbermen, who protected her,
and she wus, in fnct, ns snfe there ns
He Raised His Clenched Fist as if to
Strike Her.
In her home. Pierre wns angry at
first, but afterward ho was glad, for
he saw her dancing In Simeon's place
and began to conceive nn Infntuatlon
for her. He renewed bis advnnces,
telling her of Quebec, of the free life
of tho world beyond. When her Imng-
Inatlon was enkindled nnd her cheeks
flushed nnd her eyes sparkled at the
picture, ho asked her to accompany
Nanette .with him on board his vessel,
como to Quebec, and murry him.
That was three days before, and It
was of this that tho girl was think
ing as her father walked bnck townrd
tho cottngo after his meeting with
nilary. On tho snmo day Dupont,
running n small load along the shore,
hnd learned the gossip nbout his
dnughter from a gnbbllng womnn at
Stc. Thcrese, twenty-flvo miles nwny
so fnr the news hnd traveled. She
had gono to Ste. Mnrle In his absence,
to dnnce with nilnry, who assuredly
hnd n wife in his own country; if he
hnd not, he was not likely to seek ono
nmong the habitants.
Tho story burned Into tho captain's
brain. It was tho solvent of his snn
lty, tho snnpplng of tho only bond thnt
had linked him to the common life.
For Marie's sake ho had hidden his
heart this score of years, nnd silenced
those Impetuous voices calling to him
to lenve nil nnd go out Into tho world
and seek tho sign which wns to bo
found branded upon somo stranger's
forehead.
ne stood nt tho cottngo door, look
ing nt his dnughter, who hnd risen
and faced him. Jean Baptlsto re
mnlncd outside.
"I snll for Quebec tonight," snld
Dupont. "Jenn wnlts two duys to
complete his enrgo."
She nodded; her thoughts were far
awny. But It came across her mind,
with momentary compassion, that she
would never seo her father again.
"Perhaps I shall not seo thee again,"
snld Dupont somberly; nnd the words,
echoing her own thoughts, frightened
her. Sho shrank nway, and Dupont
put out his hnnds nnd grasped her by
tho wrists. "Tho nnmo 1" ho snld.
She shook her bend ; sho never spoko
when ho mndo this demand.
"Tho name I I hnvo been very pn-
tlcnt with thee. Now thy reason for
withholding it Is gono. Tho numel"
"What do you menn?" sho etnm
mered. "Tho nnmo I" ho raved; and for tho
first tlmo since her childhood ho
raised his clenched fist ns If to strike
her.
Baptlste, outside, hcnnl him nnd
snw tho gesture, no enmo running
up to tho cottngo door and caught Du
pont by tho arm. Tho captain hesi
tated; then, collecting himself, as a
new thought enmo to him, ho allowed
BoptlBto to lead him back to tho
schooner.
Tho now thought was this : If Mario
would not glvo bin tho name, at least
lie would prevent a repetition of her
mother's history.
It hold him, as n dream holds a
mndmnn, and ho grow cunning nnd
concealed it, und Joked with his hands
during tho voyage until they wondered
what was tho matter with him, and
whether he wns forgetting his obses
sion ns he grew old.
Baptlste, having seen Dupont nbonrd,
went bnck. Mario wns seated in tho
doorway aguin; tho Incident had
ceased to trouble her. Nothing would
trouble her again. Baptlste suw tho
quick stnrt of anticipation as ho ap
proached. "Forgive mo if I annoy thee, Mnrle,"
he snld humbly. "Thou knowest "
"Yes, Jenn, I know thnt you hnvo
persecuted me moro than all St. Boni
face," sho answered.
"Mnrle," ho cried passionately, "If
I could know that thou wast snfe here,
I should never trouble theo again."
Sho turned on him angrily. "Well,
I enn take care of myself," she an
swered. "If I choose to go to Ste.
Mnrle, what Is It to you? Besides,
there will bo no more dancing until
next summer."
"But ho is here," persisted Bnptiste
stubbornly.
"Who?" sho cried in agitation, fenr
Ing thnt he had discovered her secret.
"He Monsieur Askew. At first I
fpared it was Black Pierre; but he
swore to me that it was not so, on the
second dny nf tor the work on tho boom
begnn." So Bnptiste reckoned time.
"And he swore It wns Monsieur Askew
loved theo."
Mario burst Into reckless laughter.
"I know that thou ennst never enre
for me," Bnptiste persisted. "But if
ho wrongs theo I kill him. Note well
I kill him 1"
Mnrlo lnughed bitterly nnd more
loudly. It wns amusing to spite and
deceive St. Boniface, even through
Baptlste. Yet, when ho was gone bnck
to his schooner, something thnt she did
not understnnd qulto unexpectedly
rose in her thront nnd choked her. She
wanted to call him back. She was
amazed; St. Boniface wns growing
denr to her. It wns becoming what It
had never been, her home. She looked
out of her window nnd saw her fa
ther's schooner depart, with flapping
snlls, under the moon. She pictured
Bnptiste nsleep nbonrd his vessel. The
llttlo mnn hnd been kind to her. She
wept.
Presently there enme the faintest
tnp nt the door. She opened It noise
lessly. A shndow wns waiting there.
"C'est tol, Nnnetto?"
"He Is wnltlng for theo upon tho
shore. And ho hns brought bnck my
lover to me, ns he promised. We go to
Quebec together nbonrd his ship."
Nnnette's voice wns tremulous with
hnpplness. She hnd never seen Le
blnnc since the dny when he aban
doned her In Ste. Marie. She had
learned that he wns working In St.
Bonlfnce; but when she went thero to
find him she wns ordered from the lim
its with threats by Morris. However,
Leblanc hnd sent her a messnge thnt
somo dny soon, If sho did not nttempt
to find him, he would return to her.
She hnd lived in that unquenched hope
nnd now thnt wonderful dny hnd
dnwned, for ho wns to meet her if she
brought bnck Mnrle. Ho wns to tnke
her to the city, to mnrry her and give
her a ring. Then she, too, would have
shaken the dust of St. Boniface from
her shoes forever.
Mnrle Dupont locked tho door, nnd
tho two girls stole nwny sldo by side
in tho gray of the morning along the
bench until thoy renched the pluce
where Pierre nnd Leblnnc were wait
Ing. Pierre caught Marie in his arms
nnd pressed his lips to hers. It wns
tho first time nnyono hnd kissed her.
She trembled, hnlf nfrnld, bnlf regret
ful, ns ono who hovers upon tho brink
of the irrevocable.
The girls sat in the tiny cnbln, whilo
Pierre and Lcblanc ran up the sails.
As the sloop began to pitch In tho
rough wnters Mario grew moro afraid.
Sho was conscious that her happiness
hnd left her.
They hud stnrted too lnte. In the
middle of tho channel tho little boat
with its primitive centerbonrd wns
caught In tho rough currents that beat
nbout tho rocks nnd shoals nt the turn
of tho tide. They drifted stendlly
down tho north shore. Pierre cursed
ns ho strove to tnck. Leblnnc pro
duced a bottle of brandy nnd began to
drink. Pierre mado Marie swallow
some, and when Leblanc relieved him
grow more boisterous In his love-making.
Nnnetto wns nlrendy half Intoxi
cated. Presently tho two men fell to
qunrrellng, until tho realization that
they were below tho Island and rauk
Ing for the open gulf sobered them.
It wns no such depnrture ns Mnrle
hnd nntlclpnted. Sho crouched In the
cnbln In growing fenr, terrified nt tho
change In Plerro nnd in Nnnetto.
Aguln nnd ngnln Plerro enmo to her to
forco moro brandy on her, and each
time thnt sho refused ho grew angrier.
Once she began to cry, and then,
afraid of his gathering rage, pleaded
with him:
"Plerro, I am nfrnld. I thought It
was a bigger boat. I am afraid of your
friend. Tnko mo home. Some other
tlmo I will come "
Ho cursed" her nnd shook her from
him. Then, ns sho clung to him again,
ho stmck her across the face. His
wns her first blow, ns his hnd been her
first kiss. Sho sank down In tho cabin
and wept hcartbrokenly, nnd now sho
wns no longer afraid of tho waves that
lapped the boat's sides as It tossed and
reared in tho surging wnters.
An hour went by. Tho turning tldo
nnd veering wind enabled the men to
get the craft under control ngaln nnd
head her up the river. Plerro came to
Mnrlo with the brandy bottle. Ho
thrust It Into her fnco.
"Come, little one, let us kiss nnd
mnke up," ho shouted.
He pulled her to her feet. Her
world wns broken, life seemed help
less, nnd In her broken pride she stood
humbly before htm in the rocking boot,
her hnnds clnsped.
"Pierre, I nm sorry," she wept.
"Thou knowest I lovo thee, Plerro.
Forgive me."
Pierre laughed. It was good to seo
her thus.
"Drink," he said, gathering her to
him with ono hnnd. "Tnke n long pull
nnd we'll all be happy together.
Drink 1" hcvcommnnded, aa she hesitat
ed in disgust nt the smell of tho
liquor.
As sbe obeyed him he tilted the bot
tle nnd the burning fluid ran down her
thront, choking her. Plerro lnughed
'bojsterously nnd pressed his Hps to
hers.
"Soon wo shall reach Quebec, llttlo
one," he said, "nnd then thou shnlt
hnve thy ring."
"Tonight?" she fnltered, with still
sinking heart. He had forgiven her,
then; still, everything wns changed,
nnd St. Boniface wns fnr away across
tho waters.
"Surely tonight," he answered, wink
ing nt Leblnnc, and took tho tiller
again.
Marie's head swam, the boat seemed
spinning round; sho lay In tho cabin,
conscious vaguely of Leblanc and
Nanette beside her, laughing nnd mak
ing love. Hours passed before she
realized completely where sho was.
Sometimes sho henrd Pierre spenklng
to her, and once Nanette shook her,
nnd seemed nfrald. When sho re
gained consciousness she found that
the boat was In calm water. They were
under the lee of an Island, and the
sun wns low In the west.
The sloop grounded, and Pierre,
picking her up In his arms, carried
her nshoro and set her down on the
bench. She staggered to her feet
The sloop was beached, and Leblanc
nnd Nanette wero nt her side.
"But this Is not Quebec!" Marie
stammered ; and then, looking about In
bewilderment, she recognized where
sho was.
Pierre cnught her by the nrm. "We
nre not going to Quebec," he exclaimed
roughly.
"Pierre, why are we here? I must
go home. Tnko me horael"
The terror of her position dnwned
on her. Sho sobbed wildly and wrung
her hands. Nanette cajoled her.
"Come, don't be a little fool," she
snld. "Wo are going to stny here the
"Come, Little Ono, Let Us Kiss and
Make Up," He Shouted.-
four of us. It will bo like a picnic.
Come, then, Mario."
She screamed wildly. Plerro ad
vanced upon her savagely with up
raised hand, but Nnnetto restrained
him. "No, do not strike her," she
plended.
"Come, then," growled Pierre, grasp
ing her by tho nrms nnd hurrying her
forwnrd.
Sho screnmed ngnln, wildly, nnd
fought furiously for her freedom.
Plerro struck her ngnln and ngaln;
then, lifting her Into his arms, he
clapped ono hand across her mouth
and began to carry her up tho beach
toward the forest.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Gets Its Own Drink.
A South American orchid lets down
a tube and drinks when It needs wa
ter, then colls It on top of tho plant
when not In use.
Uses of Necessity.
Tho fact that life Is a grind Is what
sharpens muny a man's wits.
