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For Restoring Color end Bounty toGrnv cr Failed Hair. fib1-1. mmI 8l.fk& answer* to the Health Question often lies in a change of table "drink % r-— ! The Man Who Forgot A NOVEL By JAMES HAY, JR. twl ■ | ! .... — garden city new tons DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & COMPANY 1915 I-. ... I I I IM ■ CHAPTER XXI (Continued). “Father!” she cautioned sharp ly ‘You know lie didn’t have this; article printed. You know hr | didn’t. And you know we’re noti cngngi d. The senator regarded her with amazement as she handed him his I coffee. “The idea of your thinking it I necessary to toll me you’re hot] engaged to him! The whole thingI e preposterous! He's lament h eon j tempt mi upstart without lam-1 lily, without position, without ! means! “ It. seems silly to say that, he is j nobody,” she contradicted him evenly. “At his call thousands upon thousands of people are com ing here to compel congress to do a big thing. He is a great na tional figure a wonderful man.” Her memory of him tho night before, the realization that others attacked him as her father was do ing now, the thought that in many cases there was nobody to defend him, the mental picture of his swiftly catching up the rose she | | had dropped ai his feet t hose | things flashed through her mind, aroused in her a great longing to protect him, to help him. “I only wish,” she concluded, looking at her father out of wide, | utterly frank eyes, “1 were his wife today.” “Then you had that thing printed ! ’ ’ His tone was brutal. He struck tlie table with his list, and, as lie did so, his knuckles, grazing the saucer, tipped if. over suddenly, throwing the cup of coffee clear of the table and to the floor. Wales, hearing the noise, came into the room. '' < iot out : .Mjilloii t ImiulrriMl t at liiia, causing liis in.itan1 retreat.) Tlic senator's eyes were lmlg i iug. ilr was in a her.- erker rage. ‘' Fallier! ’ ’ Fiditli spoke in slirer surprise. Sim could not understand the bit terness, Hie intensity, of his anger "Now, 1 require this much of you.” he said, a little thickly: ! ‘‘you must have the common sensei ! not to talk this way to other peo : [he! 1 won’t have it as long as i you are my daughter and ws long j as you stay in litis house! ITuler | stand that thoroughly. If you have i these disgraceful ideas about this | man, keep them to yourself. Keep ! them out of the newspapers!’’ lie left his chair and started to ; go from the room, j ' Aren't you going to eat your breakfast?” site asked, forcing herself to calmness. ) “When you've finished yours, 1 when you've left the room!” | “Oh. father,” she begged, “please, ['lease, be more kind, more just.” I He stopped in the doorway. '' You/ know,'' she added, "we are not engaged.” “Yes!” he exploded again. “And everybody else will know it ! I’m going to send word to the papers right now that I want to issue a denial of this absurd re ; port. 1 want the reporters up here just as soon as 1 can get them. I'll have the denial printed today, this , afternoon. 1 won’t stand this fool ! ishness!” * "Then.’’ she said, her words hesitant. I’ll have to- have to- ” ; "1 lave to what ! ’' he broke in. She caught her lower lip be ) tween her teeth for a moment to I hide the tremor that was upon it. j Almost, there were tears in her I eyes. j "Oh.” she answered helplessly, "1 don’t know what to do. Hut if you send for the reporters, 1 think i I shall send for Mr. Waller and and ask him to help us me.” Her lather sneered perceptibly. "Do so, by all means," lie ad vised bitterly ; “and a precious lot j of good he’ll do." j “At least, she said, "he's fond j of him. The senator thing himself out of . the room. She hurried upstairs to the tele phone on her desk, hut could not speak to Waller until her father had finished calling up the Wash ingtmi newspaper offices with the tequest that reporters he sent tv: the house at once. When that was over and Wallet had said he would come to her im mediately, she went downstairs 17 again and found Xellie Kane. Oh, Nellie, she said grate fully, ' I'm so glad you’re here!” Airs. Kane knew the value of cheerfulness. “Mydear, she bubbled, “you almost persuade me the story isn’t true! Resides, this happens to he another Thursday. Remember the girl your girls. They’ll all be wanting all sorts of help m a few minutes.” “Oil,' she breathed, “ I had for gotten about them, but I’m glad it’s Thursday, and I hope — oh, Xellie, I do hope l can do lots for them all !” Nellit patted her shoulder gently. “.My dear,” sin said, “you al ways do.” CHARTER XXII. • - The two women were in the Million parlor when Cholliewollie arrived. "Of course, lie gave it as his opinion, “it was .just a coincidence that this announcement was pub lished the morning following Hie iTmceting at my apartment last night. “You don't think,” Mrs. Kane voiced her surprise, “that they’re laying,their plans to make a scan dal out of that!” “ No,' Ik drawled, “ 1 don't.” “Of course not!” I don’t," he supplemented, "because I in sure they knew nothing about it. Rut, if they did. I wouldn't put it past them. They would do anything now to hit Smith and they don't care who else gets hurt." Edith felt the burning desire to clear her mind of the things that puzzled her. "Tell utc, Mr. Waller,” she ..It . . ! i -11 ■ • ' - ' I . ' I . « » • • [ M I 'M I I M I I M M 1 \ * could anybody hate luid in inspir ing tin- story of my engagement to AI r. Smit h *" I hat s as plain as day. he re plied. "i don't think I'm far wrong in guessing 1 hat the estima ble Albert Mitchell is hac k of it. 1 Io had that story printed.' "Why.’" Edith persisted. ."He wants to make mischief.” "Hut how?" "It is an old game in Washing ton," lie explained, "this thing of having something pleasant printed about a man so that denial of it will make him look ridiculous.” “Oh, Edith said, greatly grieved, "my father already has telephoned the afternoon news papers to send .reporters up hero, lie wants to de\iy the story. "There yon are! Tht* senator is ooing the very thing they eounied (K. Edith reHectod a moment. I hey think. she suggested, ["that anything they can do to [ make Mr. Smith look ridiculous j will hurt wind he stands for?" i Oil, yes ; lnd this is such a little thing, this engagement 1 mean, it i is too sligh 1 ly. 1 lie cifret of the de , rial and all that, to hurt anybody. ! If it was cumulative, if it followed lometbing else, or if there were I 'Oinetliiiig else to follow this j He took hi- t urn at reflect ion. 1 Edith, tremendously distressed, | waited tor him to continue. Oh. he said, "there s nothing j to it merely a little piece of little | spite. 1 hat s all there can be to it• 1 Iny re in desperate plight, diss Million, nt'd they don't hesi tate to use you as a means of an noying him and worrying him and making him appear ridiculous be fore the country. They're grasp I ing at straws. That s all." j "Hitt when my father issues his denial of the engagement wind tlien .’" ! “Hut when my father issues his denial of the engagement v. at j i hen ?'' "A our father, feeling as lie does - toward Mr. Smith, will not snare I him. naturally, lie will make it j unpleasant." i "If lie onl\ wouldn’t!" sin I said desperately. "If lie oul\ 1 wouldn't!” Mrs. Kane came to the rescue, "Your father's in the library | isn't In'?" Shi' rose quickly. " Wei i m\ deear, leave him to me. \1 nn'ii can be handled, and, particu ■ larlv, all old men can he handhn by young widows." She laughet i reasmingly. "I go to change hi; ( * ■» • r f mind. “I hope she succeeds,” Waller.j .‘-aid, wliiai she had left the room. "You think it so important?" "'Not. vitally, but 1 seem to be ‘hipped’ about Smith .just now. 1 had rather see not hing come out to j bother him in the slightest way. Think of what he's doing. Think ! of the responsibilities on him this i vi ry minute !'' She contemplated that for a few moments in silence. “That is what lias bothered me1 m ." she said at last,. "Why should * be thrust forward as an annoy-, ance to him at such a time?’’ Like an answer to her question,; (Wales lifted tile hangings at the! i:oor and announced: “Mr. Smith." There was hurry in his stride as i b • stepped into the room. It was j ; apparent that lie was almost be-1 vide himself with anger and eon-j 'eern. The anger, which was vastly j 'different from Senator Mallon's, | was still in his face, making his; ; ■ yes glow. Ills face was very pale., And Ids physique, which always,! in some strange manner, reflected I I Ids moods its surely as did his feat-! ores, was tensed. Waller, watch ling him, noticed that his chest! I seemed deeper, and his arms, held lat a sharper angle from his body, j appeared more easily and more! 'gracefully swung in their sockets. , It. was as if Jiis body bold itself | marvellously ready to carry out I the impulses of his mind. “1 bog your pardon!’’ he said | abruptly, halting a few steps in ! side the room. “It is too had ! ’’ Edith said lhat involuntarily ! and held out her hand to him. “What are you doing here!" Waller mafic that exclamation ; express the full measure of his as. ; ionishinent. Smith came forward and shook hands with Edith. lie paid her all ; Ids attention. i “I would not have come—would , not have intruded, believe me,” he said with quick emphasis, the i strength in his voice somehow ex ; pressing the fact that he felt ev erything for her. nothing for him self. “ 1 called up the office of the | newspaper which printed that re j port. 1 heard that. Senator Mallon j ! bad sent for reporters so that he ; might deny the engagement. 1 I i wished- it is mv most ernest dc- j sire to sav anything, to do au\ j 'king, that might relieve you oi’ ( any shadow of einbaiTassiiienl." lie wheeled, fierv and alert, to Waller. “What can 1 do?” he do : marnled. "Wliat on earth do yon think of j doing?" the newspaper man re i lorted. The agitator turned again to ! Edith. " ! am sure you understand," tie went on. Ids words a torrent of emotion. ' I remembered my posi tion -rather, my laok of position in this house, but I have just read the report. I did not stop to consider. 1 came because I am horrified, distressed, that such an atrocious embarrassment should be put upon you.' ’ She looked at him; all the lights of morning in her face. ‘ It doesn't embarrass me at all,” she told him. " But it must !” ‘‘If it does, it is because I do not like to think of anything in terfering with vonr work.” ilis perception of how thorough I ly she had put him before herself ! checked him. For a srebnd he jcould not speak. "My dear fellow," Waller '.drawled, liis voice colored by the affection he felt for the man. I'‘ wliat could you do, under the cir II umstanccs'!' I "Tell me just that." Smith de |iuandcd. "What can I do?" " Absolutely nothing." "Surely there must be some thing some way in which 1 could take ii up with the editor, obtain i correction. "As I fold you once before,’ Waller answered, "corrections are not of much value. Once put the little printed . words before the ! tenders with their eggs and eof | foe in the morning, and not all the king s horse.-, nor all the king's 1 men can ever recall them.'’ Edith reminded him: "There is no reason to feel con-1 ccrued for me. If it does not trou ble you, let's forget it, please. It is by no means a tragedy." She smiled warmly. " Is if?" He looked at her steadfastly, and Waller saw that lie exulted as a strong man takes pride in bis i strength. "But." Smith reminded her, "there is the question of your 1 father's denial of the story.” "Ah-h!" The three turned toward -the music room. In the doorway stood Senator Mallon. [ "Ah-h!" he repeated, address 1 ing Smith. "To what, may I ask, ; do we owe this—unexpected hon ; or?” llis voice was a triumph in! studied insolence. (.'holliewollie stopped to Edith’s side. ‘‘If von will leave us. Miss ?>IaI lon, for a moment," he said in a low tone. ” Would it be best?” she asked, whispering the question. ■' Much, ’’ he answered. She turned and went out through the door leading into the hall. Mallon came farther into the room, his star still fixed on Smith. " Will you tell me,” he repeated, "to what we owe this visit from you ?" ‘It was not a visit to you,” Smith answered him eooly. "1 never heard of such inso lence ! ’ ’ The agitator strove to keep his self-control. ‘It ini edit seem so—it does seem so," he said quietly, ‘ but this was an affair in which Miss Mallon s peace of mind was threat: ened. And, since that was true, nothing could have kept me away.’ lie took a step swiftly to ward the senator, "t, seems to me only fair. Senator Mallon,” he said, " for you to let me know why you have assumed this attitude to ward me, why you are so bitter.” "You, yourself, are the a ns wee to,.your own question,” Mallon re plied. He lit’a cigar and tried to look at Smith in real contempt. Some how, he failed in that. "Now," he ordered, "get out of my house -and stay out !” Smith regarded hi mwith an ex pression like pity. "You will not tell ’tie why?" he asked again. "Oh, yes," the older man. re sponded with elaborate careless ness, "if you want to know, i know what you are. I ’in on to you —demagogue and faker.” "One moment!” ('holliewollie stepped between the two men and faced Mallon. His manner was such as it had been the night, he had interrogated Simpson in the stuffy hotel room. The drawl had gone from his voice. i on see, senator, lie sent j eurtly, without a smile, “Pm on j to you—you big four Hush !” “Don't you dar to——•” Mal lon tried to stop him. “There's :io daring about it." Waller assured him sternly. “I'm j on to you. Pve got the good:; on ' you. And I'm about to tell von I where you get off.” He turned to Smith with the i quick query: “You remember you said one j day you'd like to know why the senate rt -sihairt nhree jwmtth senator- -this man here- -was so bitterly opposed to you, so person filly hostile?” Smith nodded. “ Well, 1 know now." He faced the senator again.”You’re a great big man out in vour state, von are!” Mallon started toward the elec tric push button. His face was purple, except for the thin line of white across the bridge of bis nose. Waller caught him sharply by the arm. “No, you don’t!” be com manded Mallon. “You sit down there! I’m about to tell you a little story.” The senator, completely aghast, sank into the chair toward which Waller’s commanding pressure on bis arm guided him. The news paper man stood over him. “You’re a great big man out in your state. You were a great big man in business 15 years ago—a j merchant prince. Ilut merchant princes are like other people: they -verreaeh themselves sometimes. It happened that, at the time when you found yourself facing finan cial ruin find the wiping out of your business, some idiot devel oped the idea that your gifts and virtues entitled you to be governor of tlie state.” Smith, seeing the man’s agita tion, felt remorse. “Is this necessary now and here, Waller?” lie asked. “Very,” Waller replied lacon ically, and proceeded with his j story: “Who saved you from the ! business crash ? Who, by that act, virtually made you governor and | actually owned you in all your of | ficial acts?” He snapped his fingers and laughed harshly. Ilis anger was apparent, a very personal thing. Ah, these precious whisky in terests look far ahead and invest their money well, don’t they, sena tor? Who told you to run for the senate?” lie leaned forward and snapped his Singers again. He seemed to want to drive his questions home to Mallon\s mind. (Continued Next Week.) Vast supplies of cocoa hav© been smuggled into (fertnany by way of Hoi land and Belgium. 1 4 WHAT A BABE MAY DO rM 4 FOR FRIEND AND FOE. 4 Edgar Von Schmidt-Pauli, a Prussian cavalry officer, who is on the western front, has written for the German news papers the following remarkable incident which he and his men witnessed re cently: “Donnorwotter -what a hellish noise' Above me .-bells ar* bursting and all around me is the rat-tat-tat of machine guns. “It is just before dawn and the fog is so thick that one • an scarcely see a yard ahead .Mi w<* know is that our -troops during th*- nigtit stormed and captured tin* French village over yonder. I want to see I >w out left wing ii situated, and therefore ride to the village, where the .-r.-'niy’s bullets are falling as thick as hailstones during a heavy thunderstorm. Tin* fog continues thick, but it Is not cold. • J find a shelter where other cavalrymen arc tak.rig a little rest and at once pro ceed to get some needed sleep myself.^ ord ring the lieutenant to rouse me in' case of necessity. “Suddenly I am awakened by a peculiar, uncomfortable stillness—as is the case often where a sleeper is awakened either by a sudd r; noise or tbe cessation of noise. As ! emerg** from' the dugout, the lieutenant winks at me mischievously and * points directly in front of him. Care fully 1 raise my head over the top of the trench to get a view of things. “The sun lias risen and the fog has disappeared. In front of us is a meadow, and there, midway between our trenches and those oi the enemy, is*—God, it is im possible, it must he a delusion!-—Fata Morgana: but no—there in the middle of the field, crawling on hands and knees, is a little baby. It appears perfectly happy and contented, and seems to bo enjoying itself. Not a sound is to be heard, not a shot is fired. Every man has become dumb from amazement. “ ‘A child has fallen from heaven!' cries a soldier near me. "Well, that is about the case, for where else could "that child have come from? “Before my weary brain can summon up convincing reasons how that child got out. there—whether some poor mother lost it in tin* panic due to the battle of the night before—a German soldier jumps our of the trench and runs to where the child is crawling Absolute stillness prevails in the tranches, and only to our right, from which this extraordinary sight is hidden by a chimp of trees, is the sound of gunfire heard. “And this spot, which all through the night has been a veritable inferno of shot and shell, is now like some peaceful island or a cool, friendly oasis in a burning desert, “Over there in the enemy’s trenches we can see the helmets of the Frenchmen as they peer over the edges. No one is any longer thinking of tin* enemy or th*» war of danger. All eyes are on the tall soldier and the child which he is ap proaching. And is he picks up that iittie. frightened helpless piece of humanity and fondly rakes it in his arm -, a low, friend ly laugh passes along our entire opiums The laugh is infectious, and we ran fed how it is going along the ranks over yon der. And suddenly—what, are they going to shoot?—no. on the contrary, a great wav.* of applause with shouts of‘Bravo!* Irom thousands of French throats breaks t!o* stillness. Then, as the soldier jumps back into our trench with the child safely in his arms, our ranks burst into a trium phant shout which passe?: all along the line. “Even fo** some time after* not a shot is f;r-* our midst. 'A'h. ii th firing did star; again it was < ms u It or y and indifferent, and there was ™ thing dang-rous about it. The little child bed work <1 a wovhIcrfu! change in rhe hearts of both friend and foe that When Russian Soldi ers Sinq. ^ Arthur Fluid, in Collier’s Weekly. soldi rs everywhere in * 1 t»nn ; r' 'M1 v Mi ;’;t! raps slapped ra,- i.-hly nv': 11 •• 1 Th' y drill in dozens of sfl,,ar' • on Mi" • «(id>lr.-toiie.l spate below !:lr . Isaac’s- -whit h sugg, • i » • tt*i • Rome and march the 'ii-.v • i;. and night, singing their tre m'-'uloit Russian songs. ri four file- start tho ah-, after a nif .-iir *»r f\v> the next, selection uim^.s • n Hit>l “ <»11 dovv'll the street until prvs eiiM\ in.- xyh-de column is booming a sort ,!f ' ' 'in.l '' The song, wild and mclan ei;i)'- with t ronu-ndows basses, tlor-s; down us- -i: it in a series of waves, and as one d. scctid in front of you another is ■hi i-' t" tv'.. 'nousetop a little wav down tin' b!o« k. The v march slowly, with a ditto us roll ing of the- shoulders and swinging of their lung tan ov< i■< oats. Their feet go out and down with a vnao— clop * * * clop—In a sort of modified goose step, and to accent the rhytlm; they an- taught to swing the free arm. the one not eaYrv ing the rifle', in a wide, slow arc, almost up to the opposite shoulder and back again. And this slow, deliberate reaching for ward and setting down each foot—one re call’s Kipling's "bear that walks like a man"—together with the long high swing of the closed fist, repeated bv iunuin.-i- • able blond giants in long, swaying over coats. is curious and impressive. There is something more than accfdoni in this, or t’;e drill sergeant’s n,d ions--something at once tremendous and qua nt. something of rf.e faith, heaviness, and slow, uncon querable power of Russia it; elf. The Blind Follower. From the Cleveland Plain Dealer. The entry of the United Slates in the great war offered Austria-Hungary her first and probably her last opportunity for a favorable separate ; < ..iee. Kurope *as not forgotten and will not. forget that it was the. brutal cocksuredness of the dual empire that actually precipitated th*> war. Germany was ready, hut Germany might have waited had not Austria de termine d to strike. Dong accustomed to th* piffling diplomacy of Sir Fdward ttrey. \ustria believed that her iniquitous i scheme for the assassination of Serbia would he carried through without, jnter I ierenc-. Sh • called on the "Prussian to i show his teeth and rattle his sword. That would probah’y be sufficient to hold Rus | sia and Franco and Britain in awe while i the outrage in Serbia was being consum mated. Since the beginning of the war Austria has fallen to a very subordinate position. The detestation of the world has been earned by Prussianism and fibre has been a certain amount of pity for the de luded bully that really started* the war. Austria lias suffered tnore than Ger many. She has, perhaps, been punished enough. The entente, at the urging of the new ally in America, might have granted favorable terms to a nation will ing to admit its error and express re i pentance. ! Ey action only against .Germany the > nited Slates offered the golden oppor tunity. Jt required an awful visit of the *igh masters of Prussianism to vrenna to frighten Austria Into line. Sh,. has been frightened into lino and she will continue to be the blind follower of Potsdam till both leader and follower come to the end of the thorny road of internitional out lawry. Use for Colonel Roosevelt. From the Chi. ago Post. We do not know tin* r.-sult of Oolon*l Roosevelt's talk with Pr.-sident Wilson. Rut wo do know that a well-ordered mili tary plan would find a place for so useful an American and put him at work in it. If we arc to have a. volunteer system there is no one else in the United States who can draw volunteer io the colors as can Theodore Roosevelt. if we are to send iinmediatelv a small expeditionary for..- to Franco for the sake of moral and sentimental effect, 1lWe is no one else who can add so greaG to that effect a.s ran Theodore Roosevelt. If no use is made of him, wo shall '•im ply bo neglecting, as in the case of Gen eral Wood, one of the really valuable fac tors that lie readiest to band in ;m intri cate situation. Tempora Mutant. From Candle. Mr. Goodleigh— Her age really surprise* me; she doesn’t look 2k, does she ' Miss Snappe—Not now, but 1 sup post she did once. Breezy. From the Yale Record. ‘•Gracious, how close it is in here I>?t * go out.” “But, my dear, the orchestra wiU change the air in a minute.”