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Sure Relief FOR INDIGESTION nnrnin(R3?iimnniiC3iiiniminntinni’niinmmniiiinm!imiiiiniiimNniiK]mi!ni^ ' 15he I Ragged Edge \ by | Harold MacGrath | iiiniiiiaiiiiitnuiiiiiiiiiinmiuiiiiitcsiiiiiiiiiiiicimiiiiiiiiiniimiiiHiiniHmiiniicsnimiiiiili That she would not take offence at anything so long as it was in the form of explanation. On the other hand, there was a subcon scious impression that she would be able to read instantly any thing unclean in a man’s eye. All her questions would have as a background the idea of future defence. are bought and sold until their original indebtedness is paid. A father is in debt, we’ll say. He sells his daughter to a geisha or a sing-song master, and the girl is rented out until the debt is paid. Then the work is optional; they go on their own. There are sing-song girls in Hong-Kong and Shanghai who are famous and wealthy. Sometimes they marry well. If they become bad it is through inclination, not necessity.” Again JKutn nodded. “To go a little further. Mor ality is a point of view. It is an Occidental point of view. The Oriental has no equivalent. What you would look upon as immor ality is here merely an establish ed custom, three thousand years older than Christianity, accepted with no more ado than that which would accompany you should you become a clerk in a ■hop." “That Is what I wanted to know," said Ruth gravely. “The poor things!" The manager laghed. “Your sympathy is being wasted. They are the only happy women in the Orient." : “Do you suppose he knew?" “He! Oh, you mean Mr. Taber!" He wondered if this crystal being was interested in that blundering fool who had gone recklessly into the city. “I don’t know what his idea was." “Will there be any danger!” “To Mr. Taber! There is a possibility. Canton at night is as much China as the border town of Lan-Chow-fu. A white man takes his life in his hands. But Ah Cum is widely known for his luck. Besides," he added cynically, “it is said that God watches over fools an<4 drunken men." This expression was old in Ruth’s ears. She had heard the trader utter it many times. “Thank you," she said, and left the office. The manager stared at the empty doorway for a space, shrugged, and returned to hia ledgers- The uncanny directness of those gray eyes, the absence of diffidence, the beauty of the face in profile (full, it seemed a little too broad to make for perfect beauty), the mellow voice that came full and free, without hesitance, all combined to mark her as the most unusual young woman he had ever met. He was certain that those lips of hors had never known the natural and pardonable simper of youth. Was she interested In that young ass who was risking his bones over there in the cityt They had come up on the same boat. Still, one never could tell. The young fellow was almost as odd in his way as the girl was in hers. He seldom spoke, and drank with a persistence that was sinister. He was never drunk in the* accepted meaning of the word; rather he walked in a kind of stupefaction. Sup posing Ah Cum’a luck failed for oncet The manager made a gesture of dismissal, and added up the bill for the Misses Jedson, who were returning to Hong-Kong in the morning. CHAPTER VI Sidney Carton, thought Ruth, in pursuit of a sing-song girl! The idea was so incongruous that a cold little smile parted her lips. It seemed aa if each time her imagination reached out iuvestihgly, an invisible lash beat it back. Still, she knew in , atinctively fhat all of Sidney , Carton’s life had not been put | upon the printed page. But to : go courting a slave-girl, at the ’ risk of physical hurt! A shud der of distaste wrinkled her ahonlders. She opened the window, for I the night was mild, and sat on the floor with her chin resting upon the window-sill. Even the stars were strangers. Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy! Disillusion everywhere. The spinsters were not kind; they were only curious because she was odd and wore a dress thirty years out of date. Later, when they returned home, she would serve as the topic of many conversations. Everybody looked askance at everybody else. To escape om phase of loneliness she had plunged into another, so vast that her courage sometimes faltered. She recalled how she had stretched out her arms toward the magic blue horizon. Just beyond there would be her heart's desire. And in these crowded four weeks, what had she learned! That all horizons were lies: that smiles and hand shakes and goodbyes and wel comes were lies: that there were really no to-morrows, only a treadmill of to-days: and that out of these lies and mirages she had plucked a bitter truth—she was alone. She turned her cheek to the cold sill; and by and by the sill grew warm and wet with tears. She wanted to stay where she was; but tears were dangerous; the more she wept, the weaker she would become defensively. She rose briskly, turned on the light, and opened Les Miserables to the episode of me dark forest: where Jean Valjean reaches out and takes Cosette’s frightful pail from her clapped little hands. There must be persons tender and loving in this world. There must be real Valjeans- else how could authors write about them! Supposing some day she met one of these astonishin creators, who could makj one cry and laugh and forget, who could thrill one with love and anger and tenderness! Most of us have witnessed carnivals. Here are all our har lequins and columbines of the spoken and written drama. They flash to and fro, they thrill us with expectancy. Then, presto! What a dreary lot they are when the revellers lay aside the mot ley! Ruth had come from a far South Sea isle. The world had not passed by but had gone around it in a tremendous half circle. Many things were only words, sounds; she could not construct these words and sounds into objects; or, if she did, in variably missed the mark. Her education was remarkable in that it was overdeveloped here and underdeveloped there: the wo man of thirty and the child of ten were always getting in each other’s way. Until she had left her island, what she heard and what she saw were truths. And now she was discovering that even Nature was something of a liar, with her mirages and her horizons. At the present moment she was living in a world of her own creation, a carnival of brave men and fair women, characters out of the tales she had so newly read for the first time. She could not resist enduing persons she met with the noble attributes of the fictional characters. We all did that in our youth, when first we came upon a fine story; else we were worthless metal in deed. So, step by step, and hurt by hurt, Ruth was learning that John Smith was John Smith and nobody else. Presently she was again in that dreadful tavern of the Thenardiers. That was the wonder of these stories; one lived in them. Cosette gat under the table, still as a mouse, fon dling her pitiful doll. Dolls. Ruth’s gaze wandered from the printed page. She had never had a doll. Instinct had forced her to create something out of rags to satisfy a mysterious craving. But a doll that rolled its eyes and had flaxen hair! Ex cept for the manual labour— there had been natives to fetch and carry—she and Cosette were sisters in loneliness. Perhaps an hour passed before she laid aside ths book. A bob biug lantern, crossing the bridge —for she had drawn the curtain —attracted her attenion. She turned off the light and ap proached the window. She saw a pole-chair; that would be this Mr. Taber returning. Evidently Ah Gum’s luck had held good. As she stared her eyes grew accustomed to the night; and she discovered five persons in stead of four. She remembered Taber’s hat. (What was the name he had given her that day!) He was walking beside the chair upon which appeared to be a bundle of colours. She could not see clearly. All at once her heart began to patter queerly. He was bringing the sing-song girl to the hotel 1 The strange cortege presently vanished below the window-sill. Curiosity to see what a sing-song girl was like took possessiion of Ruth’s thoughts. She fought the inclination for a while, then sur rendered. She was still fully dressed; so all she had to do was to pause before the mirror and give her hair a few pats. Mirrors. Prior to the great adventure, her mirrors had been the still pools in the rocks after the ebb. She had never been able to discover where her father had hiden his shaving mirror. When she entered the office & strange scene was presented to her startled gaze. The sing song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai 1 Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at noth ing, absolutely uninterested In the confusion for which he was primarily accountable. The ho tel manager was expostulating and Ah Cum was replying by a series of expressive shruggs. 1 ‘ What has happened! ’ ’ Ruth asKea. “A drunken idea,” said Ah Cum, taking his hands out of his sleeves. “I could not make make him understand.’’ “She cannot stay here,” the manager declared. “Why does she weepT” Ruth wanted to know. Ah Cum explained. “She con* siders her future blasted beyond hope. Mr. Taber did not leave all his money in the office. He insisted on buying this girl for two hundred mex. He now tells her that she is free, no longer a slave. She doesn’t understand; she believes he has taken a sud den dislike to her. Free, there is nothing left to her but the canal. Until two hours ago she was a«> contented and as happy as a linnet. If she returns to the house from which we took her, her companions will laugh at her and smother her with ridicule. On this side of the canal she has no place to go. Her people live in Heng-Chow, in the Hu-nan province. It is all very complex. It is the old story of a Westerner meddling with an Eastern cus tom.” “But why didn’t you oppose him t” “I had to let him have his way, else he might not have re turned safely. One cannot suc cessfully argue with a drunken man.” The object of this discussion sat motionless. The voices went into his ears but left no impres sion of their import. There was, in fact, only one clear thought in his fevered brain: he had reach ed the hotel without falling down. The sing-song girl, seeing Ruth, extended her hands and began to chatter rapidly. Ruth made a little gesture, of infinito pity; and this was quickly seized upon by the slant-eyed Chinese girl. She crawled over and caught at the skirts o this white woman who understood. ‘What is nhe saying to me?” Ah Cum shrugged. Ruth stared into the painted face, now snndrily cracked by the coursing tears. “But she is saying something to me! What is it?” The hotel manager, who spoke Cantonese with facility, inter preted. He knew that he could translate literally. “She is say ing that you, a woman, will readily understand the position in which she finds herself. She adresses you as the Flower of the Lotus, as the Resplendent Moonbeam.” “Just to give her her free dom?” said Ruth, turning to Ah Cum. “Precisely. The chair is in the via. I will take her back. But of course the money will not be refunded. “Then take her back." said the manager. “You knew batter than to bring her here under the circumstances.” “Well” said Ah Cum, ami ably, “when I argued against the venture, he threatened to go wandering about alone, I was most concerned in bringing him back uhurt.” He then spoke authoritatively to the girl. He appeared to thunder dire happenings if she did not*obey him without further ado. He picked up the broken fiddle and beckoned. The sing song girl rose and meekly pat tered out of the office into the night. Ruth crossed over to the dramatist of this tragi-comedy and put a hand on his shoulder. “I understand,’’she.said. Her faith in human beings revived. “You tried to do something that was fine, and . . . and civili zation would not let you.” SpurlocU turned his dull eyes and tried to focus hers. Sudden ly he burst into wild laughter; but equally as suddenly some thing strangled the sound in his throat. He reached out a hand gropingly, sagged, and toppled out of the chair to the floor, where he lay very still. CHAPTER VII The astonishing collapse of Spurlock created a tableau of short duration. Then the hotel manager struck his- palms to gether sharply, and two Chinese “boys” came pattering in from the dining room. With a gesture which was without any kind of emotional expression, the man ager indeated the silent crumpled figure on the floor and gave the room number. The Chinamen raised the limp body and carried it to the hall staircase, up which they mounted laboriously. “A doctor at once!” cried Ruth excitedly. “A doctor! What he needs is a good jolt of aromatic spirits of ammonia. I o«n get that at the bar,” the manager said, curtly. He was not particularly grateful for the present situa tion. “I warn you, if you do not send for a doctor immediately, you will have cause to regret it,” Ruth declared vigorously. “Something more than whiskey did that. Why did you let him have it!” (TO BE CONTINUED) Nationalism In India. Tar&khnata Day. Indian author and .acholar, in Current History Magazine. Indian Nationalism, as It looks back ward. may truly be said to be able to measure the extent of its achievement by the distance It has come. From tha first beginnings In 1857 through tha period of reforms of Lord Morley to th establishment of tha Legislative Assembly at Simla, and on up to the present, with Gandhi’s star dimmed, but with tha homa rula movement still vital, India's way to freedom has been a thorny one, beset with formid able obstacles. In 1884 began tha period of the In dian National Congress, which until 1*05 carried on a program of consti tutional agitation and appeal to tha good-will of tha government and peo ple of Kngland. fkit after twenty years of “begging,” which produced no substantial results, a new spirit and a new extremist party came into being, coinoldant with th« adminis tration of Lord Curson. Autonomy and “self-help” were tha visions of this younger group, encouraged by the rengpcence of Asiatic self-con sciousness which followed Japan’s triumph over Russia. The difficul ties encountered by the British in subduing the tiny Boer nation also did much to stimulate the extremists, who, after 1905, became militant In their efforts to secure control of the congress and change Its policy. Fol lowing the extremists' failure to get control of the congress held at Surat In 1908, the next seven years saw a aeries of attempts to bring about a rapprochement between the less radi cal extremists and the radicals of the censervative All-India National Con gress. The Left Wing extremists, however, remained apart, carrying out their revolutionary program, which at times went so far as the use of bombs. Beauty Marred by Betel Nut. H. M. Tomlinson In Harper’s Maga zine The country folk (of Java) them ee.ves, conscious of their ornate set ting, were dressed for the part. A group of those women, moving In a musical comedy, would give a thea trical manager complete assurance :n the matter of his box office receipts. They are so modest and polite that they never stare at a stranger; though with such figures, eyes, and coloring, I doubt whether he would object greatly If they did. Their man ners are perfect, except that most of them chew betel nut, and casually make railway platforms and foot paths distressing with rod macula - ttons. It Is Shocking to see a beautiful woman laugh, when her opened mouths looks as though a savage blow had just seriously wounded It. Artificial Wood. From Thrift Magaxlne. leaves, twigs, small branches ot trees, waste from the cutting of saw logs and timbers, sawdust and other wood waste, that heretofore has been thrown away as useless In be ing changed as by muylo into boards, beams, moldings and all fuvms in which lumber usually appears and many forms In which wood has never before been used, says thi New York State College at fWirj at. Syracuse MEREDITH GETS 26 VOTES FROM HAWKEYE STATE New York Forces Launch Big Drive to Crowd Californian Out BY JAMES R. NOUR8E, Universal Service Correspondent. Convention Hall, New York, July I, *—A terrifio drive by the antl-Mo Adoo forces sent the California can didate for the democratic nomina tion into second place Monday night I and put Governor Smith of New York in the lead. Smith passed McAdoo on the 86th ballot, the third taken at the night session of the eonvention. He re tained his lead on the 87th, with 2S Votes more than McAdoo. Iowa deserted McAdoo on the 86th ballot, casting it« 26 votes for Edwin T. Meredith, a resident cf that state, who was eaeretary cf agriculture in the Wilson cab inet. Iowa had bean voting un der the unit rule for McAdoo on practically every roll call. Iti de sertion wee a severe lose to the McAdoo managers. The standing of the leaders on ths |7th ballot was: Smith 861%; Mo Adoo 336%; Ralston 93; John W. Davis 66%; Glass 71; Underwod 83; ;Just before adjournment until l6:80 o’clock Tuesday morning was taken jg new proposal for conference com mittee to be composed of one dele gate from each state to consider 'methods of ending the deadlock, was •laid before the convention by Sena tor Jonea of New Mexico. It was permitted to lie on the table for con sideration Tuesday. The convention adjourned at 11:45 o’clock out of respect for the sorrow of President and Mrs. Coolldgs. Chairman Walsh made the an nouncement of the death of Calvin Coolldge, Jr., and an audible sight swept over the great audience, thus expressing the universal sympathy of all those present over the sad end ing of the youth’s illness. mcaooo um*ra worried. Smith’s advancement over the Mo Adoo breastworks was received by McAdoo's managers with visible ■igns of chagrin. They had learned during the dinner hour that the drive was on to break down the McAdoo delegations, but felt confident of be ing able to hold their own against the attacks. David i-add Rockwell and o_thers of the McAdoo management stood In the aisles and watched as the allies took delegation after delegation away from them. They tried to stem the tide that had set in against their candidate, but were unable to make any headway. McAdoo was “listening In” on the radio across the street. Mrs. McAdoo was occupying the box of Thomas L. Chadbourne at the rear of the hall. Her sister, Margaret Wilson, was with her. McAdoo Confident. There was a hasty call from Mc Adoo to his managers to meet him In conference. They went to his room and conferred with him, after which McAdoo announced that he was not alarmed. "They will all come back,” he said, referring to the deserting delega tions. "I am away up in O.” But the scenes In the convention hall belied McAdoo’s confidence. His vote on the 86th ballot was 353 1-8, and on the 87th, it slumped to 186 1-2. Smith had 360 on the 86th and 361 1-2 on 87th. Announcement of the result of ths 86th ballot, sent ths Smith followers into a wild demonstration when they realised their candidate had been forced into first place. The McAdoo followers heard the announcement in ■Hence. Applaud Proposal Senator Jones proposal for a con ference to end the deadlock was ac companied by a brief statement In Which he said it was desirable to expedite the work of the convention and bring about the selection of a ticket. It provided that In all deli berations each state representatlva should have the same number of votes as are cast by the respective delegations. Introduction of the resolution provoked some applause, as most of the delegates are anxiously looking forward to some solution which will enable them to get home. McAdoo's loss of first position was brought about by a slow crumbling process engineered by the antl-Mc Adoo allies. Many Go to Ralston It was a sure and steady process. One by one, with steady progress, state delegations were taken away from McAdoo and distributed else where among the other candidates. Most of them were give to Senator Ralston, upon whom the allied man agers had centered their strategy for the night attack upon the McAdoo stronghold. The plan of attack was de cided upon during the recess, Georg* E. Brennan, Illinois leader, had ah Important part In it, but the prin cipal factor was Senator Pat Harri son of Mississippi, who delivered the 80 votes of his own state to Ralston when the proper time came. Officers Begin Search For Missing Wayne Man Wayne, Neb., July 7. (Special) — Officers here are starting a wide search for W. C. Hall, son of 1C. Hall, florist, who disappeared from his home Sunday. His automobile was found Wrecked between Emerson and Sioux City, and It Is feared that he might be a victim of foui play or that, being Injured in the wreck, ha Is still wandering In a dszel condi tion. It was reported that a man -Answering his description had oeen Mtn in Sleux Cl tv.