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I’ll be there to wave good-bye—at the flying field,” Crane promised. As Jimmy went through the living room, he found Natalie there and stopped. “I’m sor ry I ska’n’t have another chance to see you,” he said dif fidently. She got up. You re not go ing to the diuner dance at the country club to-night?” ‘‘No time,” he averred. ‘‘Then”—she held out her hand and smiled—“I’ll see you —in thirty days or less. Don’t forget that 1” Her fingers, he noted as they clasped his, were cool and strong. In thirty days or less. ... It was pleasant to have that for bon voyage. He won dered what manner of good-bye he would get from France*. CHAPTER IV Jimmy had not seen Frances Lassiter since leaving her in the den in her home the afternoon before, with Austin Rogers staying behind. When he had left, the two seemed perfectly to understand each other, per perfectly in accord without the need of speech. Jimmy had even felt, before he went, as though he were the intruder into the scene. Vaguely troubled, he passed by the steps of his club and con tinued to the edge of the park, toward Frances’ house. It was an afternoon in early June, and across the street birds chirped messages to each other through the growing dusk. Jimmy felt strangely out of place amid the scene. After all, he did not belong here, no matter how he tried. His mind was elsewhere, grop ing for that elusive something which life had ever held out to him and ever drawn away at tantalizing intervals. Something . . . something that made for happiness. He was nearest to a realization of it when he was alone, at the farthest tips of the World, he remembered. In Frances Lassiter some hint of surcease to his troubled won derings seemed possible. She was, as he had known, every thing that the harder years had starved him for. She was dis tant, a height, he had known. Yet distant heights had never been insurmountable to him. He had conquered them before; and now, though his every feel ing for her was of reverence and humility before the daz ling beauty of her, he knew himself capable of fighting a good fight for what he wanted. Only now—now he was won dering again. The old troubled fears had returned. Was it love—love with quiet and calm and an established position that was the answer to his seeking? Or would his wanderer’s soul never find rpst ? In other words, he asked him self savagely, was it he—or Frances who fell short? He thought of Natalie, and wished he might have had the opportunity to see more of her. Old Age Sure to Show Oswego, N. Y., Palladium-Times. The conquest, in whole or in part, of many diseases, especially those which effect the earlier years of life, has caused great satisfaction among American medicos. It is a common saying these days that one Is only as old as he or she looks. The similiarity in appearance be tween flapper and grandmother is stock in trade of the comic section On all sides is heard the laughing comment that no one need be old any more, and there is a truly pa thetic effort not to appear so. We all (alk contlaually of the marvel* of Same sporting blood as Billy* he gathered. He liked 1. r cool, level eyes and a certain unhur ried, throaty tone in her voice. It was regretable, he reflected, and then thought again ot Frances as he reached the steps of her home. It was for Frances that he was doing this thing: risking everything he owned—and more. She was alone, and Jimmy was surprised. Her greeting was cool; none of the raillery had gone from her manner. “I've been thinking of Phil eas Fogg, Jimmy,” she laughed. “Have you decided how you’re going to beat Austin T” He dropped into a chair. “Haven’t had time*,” he ac knowledged. “I’ve been too busy with my own plans to think of him. I came in to say good-bye, and—to get any good wishes you might have for me.” She hesitated, her face avert ed so that he could marvel at her classical profile against the shadows behind her. “Good wishes!” she repeat ed. “You know you always have my good wishes, Jimmy. Except,” she added with a lit tle laugh, “when you’re too serious. Don’t be serious, old dear—until you come hack.” “Till I come back!” he moved closer to her, his voice lowered huskily. “And when I come back—shall I be able to ask you then* Frances—what I want to know!” “I haven’t promised," she said gravely. “I detest prom ises. I just want you to do your best, Jimmy—for me. Will you do that!" His jjaw was set sternly. ‘‘I think I’d do anything—for you," he said earnestly. “Any thing. Only—don’t keep me waiting too long, dear. I love you, you see," he added quiet ly, “and if I shouldn’t come back, I think I ought to know." She looked up as he arose, and held out her hand. “When you come back, you’ll know,” she said. “In the mean time, may the best man win!” “May the best man win," he repeated gravely, and his lips just brushed the tips of her fin gers before he turned. She hadn’t wished him luck, he remembered, when he was outside again, and wondered if that were because she might have thought it not sporting to do so. At any rate, the last good-bye had been said. Ahead of him lay a great deal of work and not a little danger. Unless he won, lie was a pauper, and France’s heart was farther off than ever. But besides that, it would mean a certain disgrace to be beaten. Ilogers posed as a sportsman. Jimmy, with all his knowledge of the world, would be condemned as a fool in tin* event of losing. Rogers would be hailed as a sportsman and gamester; the millions which helped him would be forgotten. He suspected, too, that ins rival was going to stop at noth ing to win. lingers hated him; In* knew that. Also, Rogers could not bear defeat. How far he would go to assure himself of victory, Jimmy could not imagine; but he determined to be wary. Wtili the money and influence he had, his competitor could pave a way completely around the globe and place any number of obstacles in his way. But Jimmy had faced ob stacles before. He had enough money now for his needs. lit was without apprehension that he turned into the door of his club for his rooms, ready to clear up the last details before going to bed. He believed in sleeping well before the start | of any adventure. Inside the club, Jimmy paused at the desk and asked i for mail. Just beyond him. modern medicine of the mafVF*3 fll even greater achievements in the future. But against this roseate prospect is realization of the stern fact that heart disease, kidney ailments, can cer and other maladies of middle and later life are getting in their ever more deadly work. It is appar ent that whatever the victories of medical scievce over the germ as saults irpon )he earlier years, the degenerative diseases which come later are still the supreme con querors. It is not altogether clear whether all these degenerative af flictions merely have more material to work upon because more lives are through an open door, was the bar. Members could drink there, if they brought their own supply of stimulants from j their lockers to have it mixed by the barkeep. Jimmy merely I glanced at the place, seeing no one in the instant, and then turned away. He was arrested a second lat er by Rogers's voice. It was raised to a too hilarious pitch. Jimmy shook his head. Drink ing—in the face of the long, gruelling test that began at noon to-morrow, when he would need his every faculty at its best. He turned away, and then brought up with a start, his eyes narrowing as he stopped before the door. Rogers was raising his glass and repeating: “Yes, Frances.” Besides the millionaire, on either side of him, there were two men whom Jimmy knew just casually as frequenters of the club. “To her, then!” Rogers laughed, his glass on high. “To the fair Frances, gentlemen. An’ before you drink, I want to tell y’—I'll spend anything up to a million to hold her in my arms!” “Sporting!” cried one of his companions admiringly. And “To your success* then!” echoed the other. “Sporting!” echoed Jimmy under his breath, while his face froze with disgust. Frances’ name—here—in this manner! And they called it sporting, called Rogers a sportsman! His muscles tensed, his pulses leapt with Ridden ungovernable anger as he got a glimpse of his rival's face, flushed and tri umphant, over the edge of the cocktail glass. Just as the container reached Rogers’ lips, Jimmy took three quick, im pulsive steps across the dis tance that had separated them and* stood there, his eyes blaz ing. "You confounded rotter! ” he exclaimed, in a tense, leashed voice. "Put down that glass!” Rogers stared at him for a second, as though puzzled. His face worked slowly. The oth er two men stepped away with out a word, resting their glasses on the bar. THe smile was freezing on Rogers’ features as he came to realize slowly the meaning of Jimmy’s words. He took a step backward, the glass si ill on a level with his lips. Then, suddenly, he laughed. "Do I understand,” he de manded, "that you gave an Cflf der?” "An order—correct,” re plied Jimmy with icy calm. "An order that’s to be obeyed right now!” Rogers gave a short, sneer ing laugh of contempt and turned from one to the other of his companions with the glass aloft. "We were drinking,” he said. "Continue, gentlemen!” There was a short, breathless exclamation—a quick move. In the next second, the cock tail glass lay shattered on the floor and the liquid flew. Rogers cursed. There was an oath on his lips as he drew back his heavy fist. It made straight for Jimmy’s face. But it was not swift enough. Al most in the same instant, the slightest part of a second ear lier, Jimmy’s own fist crashed forward, straight from the shoulder, while his left hand met Rogers’s blow and let it slip sidewise harmlessly. Rogers grunted as the knuck les of the rival’s hand caught him at the end of a corkscrew twist, in the solar plexus. He sagged, stumbled, caught wild ly for the bar, and missing dropped heavily to the floor. “Damn you!’’ he gasped, floundering madly to get to his feet. Rage empurpled his face; but Jimmy stood over him cool ly, waiting, his fists clenched for the next move. But in the next second, he found his arms caught at either side from be hind. Rogers’s two companions hustled him out of the door and dosed it. He walked swiftly across the saved from old age or whether they have increased as well. What is old age physiologically? One school of thought holds that old age is a health rather than a time proposition. There are decrep titude and invalidity, but not old age. If infections, poisons, strains, excesses and deficiencies could be kept away we would live much long er. Others hold that the body nor mally wears out, that it has a cycle of its own. GREATEST IS CHARITY New York.—The three divine vir tues are Faith, Hope and Charity, room, conscious of staring eyes and wondering faces, toward the elevators. As his anger cooled, he realized there was a slight commotion behind him. He realized, too, what he had done. He had violated the rules and the dignity of one of the oldest clubs in New York—a club to which he had been admitted as a member after his long absen ces merely by virtue of his fa ther’s and grandfather’s names on the roster. It was almost an unforgivable crime he had committed; with Rogers as his enemy it might end in disgrace for him. Angrily, when he reached his rooms, he tossed off his coat determined to forget the affair There was too much to be done He plunged into his plans, bent over a large map of the world spread out on his bed. He had already counted on steamships and schedules for the entire trip. He would fly himself to Cleveland, he decided, without a relief pilot. There he would have to stop for refuelling, any way. and lie could pick up a man to relieve him at the stick for the hop to Chicago. Tele grams had arrived to tell him that the plane he had wired for was to be awaiting him on his arrival at the Maywood field, on the outskirts of Chi cago, with a pilot with whom he could change off at the wheel for the hop across the country over the airmail routes to Seat tle. He had planned the best route he knew; and he suspected that his rival was using the same one, though Rogers would not have to economize on planes or pilots. From Chicago, he could fly direct to Cheyenne, where he would arrive on the morning following his take-off. The last leg across the continent would be by air from Cheyenne to Seattle, a long and gruelling day’s journey. But he must make the Adri enne at Seattle; of that he was determined. If he missed that boat, which was one of the speediest to Yokohama, he was lost. Rogers, he had no doubt, would attempt to board it, too, before it sailed, which was at midnight of the following day That far, he reflected, if Rog ers clings the same carriers and routes, they would be neck and neck. Was the man going tc play fairly T he wondered. Would the scene of the after noon at the bar remove any last scrupples lie might liavel There were numerous ways, Jimmy told himself with a frown- by which he could place obstacles in his rival’s way. Once in the Orient, he was at home. But he shook his head. He’d fight out his own race and let his rival have a free path, too. He was interrupted abrupt ly in his reflections by the in sistent ring of the telephone bell. Recalling the scene of a half hour previous, he went tc the instrument with a grave face. It was Crane’s voice which answered his quiet “Hel lo. ” “Jim!” Billy’s voide wa.< grave. “Say, old son, did you know you’d been posted on the board downstairs here!” “Posted!” Jimmy groaned. “Are you downstairs now! What does it say?” “You’re suspended from the club, beginning tomorrow noon, until the Board of Governors has decided whether your ac tions were justifiable,” Crane reported crisply. “What the devil have you been up to now?” Jimmy graunted. “Come on up—I’ll tell you about it,” he said, and dropped the receivei on to its hook. Posted—until the Board of Governors acted. That was dis grace—of a kind, too, that In could not readily endure. He knew Rogers’s influence in the club: the man was not sports man enough to admit his being in the wrong; instead, be would do everything he eouhl to make the decision adverse. (TO BE CONTINUED) • "but the greatest of these is Char | tty.” Mrs. Bridget Sullivan, 60 years i old. an Irish janitress of a build ing. who saved enough money dur nig her worldly labors to buy a burial plot for herself, need never worry about the greatest of these When little Mary Fallon died, her parents were unable to provide a burial plot for her. Mrs. Sullivan donated her site, despite the fact that she was faced with the loss of her Job and the possibility of having j to rely on charity for the rest of | her life. 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