pi— i * mm—mmm—m—mmmmmmmmm * —mm—m—m——mmrn—rn—m——<~mm« “A few days ago,” she be gan, ‘‘I came downstairs at an unfortunate moment, and overheard something I wasn’t meant to overhear. I should never tell it to you or to any body if it didn’t seem neces sary. I can’t help thinking, since Doctor Chase’s condition seems so serious, that you ought to know what I heard li m sav about you. Because just after lie had said it, Doc tor Fiske carried him upstairs and put him in bed, ami, he’s been there most of the time since.” Macks/ looked both aston ished and concerned. ‘‘NVhat was it f ” ‘‘It was this: ‘I can stand having anybody take my place except (Jordon Maekay. If he does it I'll go mad. I warn you—I'll go mad!” Maekay stared aV. her in amazement. ‘‘Take his place,” lie repeated. 'as with Mrs. Chase and you, overhearing Mr. Pierpont ask you if you wouldn’t take the other two Sundays in August.” “if you heard that.” count ered Mack ay, “you also heard me say +hat T was tied up to the Cherry Hills church, and wouldn’t leave it again.” “Yes, 1 did,” admitted Jo. “But 1 saw Mr. Pierpont'a face when you said it. And 1 heard liim say—'‘All right—but I'm coming up to see you.’ And I knew that meant he was very much interested in you. He could hardly help being inter ested,” she added. “One could have heard a pin drop in that church every minute you were preaching. People even forgot to fun themselves, though it was terribly hot.” But Maekay made no sign ot having heard this testimony to his effectiveness. His one idea seemed to he to get at what Schuyler Chase could have meant by saying that which Jo had overheard. “1 can’t con ceive,” he mused, "how the poor fellow could have got such a notion into his head. That church is devoted to him, proud of him—it will wait for 1 * 1 IP. *1 I • A t -.11 mm nucmiiM i y, in n himiuu. There’* nobody like him.” “There hasn't, been,” do said simply. “Hut lie’s ill very ill. And bis eyes—I think he sees Wins clearly very day. It's pitiful to see him try to dis guise it but Mrs. Chase realizes it. and so do I.” Maekay was silent. TIis face had grown very grave. He sliovi I his hands into liis pock ets and began to pace slowly about among the blueberry l)ii slw-s, while .lo, sitting on a stump, let her eyes foilow him because it was so evident that be was thinking of nothing ex ■ct pt Schuyler Chase A extrem ity. He looked like a man who has heard had news of one of his best friends, and as if he w* re trying to discover some thing lie could do about it. His rugg'dly fine featured Scot tish face had never seemed to Jo more attractive. When he finally paused before her, she was more or less prepared for his question, it seemed so log ically the result of his eogita < all That Literature? •JUn deiTloiM of an Old Clrcua Clown," by Hob Sherwood In i bout Uu* year lMd t wal at - lathed to U»e Harmon show- at the Olympic Gardena in London Mark Twain atari waa In London at the itiiir. ihortly alter tie !allure of tils pubi. ii'n* tiuaiueaii We met often tn wnilu toaellter In Hyde park. In teU I wa* eondu 'tn* a book ■tore in New York City oppoalte Ore,* church Mlatk tw at tha* time living at Tenth »tr*fl and Fifth a venue, and o**d to < o*«e art* i.a and m me at moat every da» and we would have lunch to •vtr.vf at Um «ld kt Genla hotel. 24 tions. “What can I do for him? How can I get this ridiculous but upsetting idea out of his head as soon as possible? I can’t go and say: ‘See here, this is nonsense,’ because I’m not supposed to know he ever said such a thing. Hut I must do it, somehow. He’s in no shape to fight fancies, no mat ter how preposterous they may be." “Why not go and see him, as you do so often, and see how things develop?" Jo pro posed. “You haven’t been in since that Sunday you preached. Not going in of it self may have made him think _11 “You’re right." Mackay’s face lightened. “I’ve been kept away by all sorts of things—people dying, commit tee meetings, and so on. But he can’t know that. And he does know how simple men as~ pire to stupendous things, and imagines I’ve got this absaird bee in my bonnet. I’ll go to day. I’ll go now. Come—you can’t get any more blueberries out of this arid pasture. Let’s go along, and I’ll make the call instantly. His will to be about the bus iness bore her along. He helped her over the fence and set out at a great pace down the road, as if be had but one purpose ip the world—to get to a man in a ditch and pull him out of it. He even forgot to offer to carry Jo’s lightly burdened pail—which was evidence enough of his abstraction of mind, for he was peculiarly scrupulous in such small mat ters. Sally Chase had averred that he must have been biought up in his youth in a most mannerly Scottish house hold—which happened to be true. At the gate of Cherry House he noticed the omission, said: “Sorry I was so careless. Was it too heavy—with a smile; but then made straight across the lawn to Schuyler’s chair, which stood in its usual place under the beech. When he went away, only 10 minutes later, it was because he had been received so cold ly, and been shown so clearly that his call was unwelcome, that he was more puzzled than before. Sally had not been present, and Chase had been excused in a way by his own evident weakness and unfit ness for conversation. But he had not before failed, no mat ter how unwell he had been, to be courteous and appreciative. More than that, he had shown an increasingly cordial pleas ure in Mackay’s visits. He had even sent for him, now and then, as if there were no one at hand more acceptable or congenial. Therefore, this ^ • i . f i . J_ lll^lU I lid IIII i Ui luuar, unsmiling face, showed to his new friend plainly enough that something serious indeed had come between the two men. Maekay walked homeward with a sense of deep unhappi ness over the situation which he felt to he mostly conjured out of the air or the imagina tion, so unreal it seemed as far as any actual cause for it could be discovered. At his own door, however, he found some light upon it. Before the door stood the shin ing motor with its liveried chauffeur which he had seen before and recognized, and as he came up a high colored faee appeared at the ear window. A broad smile broke over the faee as Sage Pierpont prompt* I lv got out of the ear, his hand extend'd. “I am relieved to find you, Mr, Maekay,” the elder man announced. “May I come in i again? I waited for you half an hour in your comfortable We used to slip Into the cafe for an > appetiser, He aaa not a heavy i drinker, but waa accustomed to I 14k** an eye opener occasionally. ! Several tunes the i.Uxokiglst set Into out a chaser o water which Mark regular!) oust, d aside with the remark AVhai * the use of starting a fire and p tllng U right out again 7” it waa about this time his stories began to be printed m English and Canadian editions wi'houl his con tent. In an effort to pul a stop to It he tried to get tht >ugh an Inter national copyright bill at Washing ton He waa unauci » YOU KNOW THAT Agricultural discoveries worth millions of dollars have their course in the quiet, painstaking, often dis agreeable. apparent puttering" of research workers in tne state col leges and experiment stations. WHAT IFFICIENCV MEANS Efficiency as applied to the poul try business Is not a matter of arm chair philosophy It must r*** a practical proposition. 11 must mean something that ran be put Into practice on the average farm Mens theory will not do. Anything that cannot be put to practice by tha average farmer cannot be include* in an efficiency program. • • THOSE HtHY ( Hit RN Some of the reasons for hign mortality In young chicks are un. proper Incubation, inherited diseas es, unsatisfactory brooding equip ment, insanitary range rondlUoM •nd umifuuer faedltuf