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In order to get the desired stiffness, it is usually neces sary to use so much starch that the i beauty and fineness of the fabric is hidden behind a paste of varying thickness, which not only destroys the appearance, but also affects the wear ing quality of the goods. This trou ble can be entirely overcome by using Defiance Starch, as it can be applied much more thinly because of its great er strength than other makes. Nothing Else to Do. A well-known doctor who dabbles in literature recently published a poem. Shortly after its appearance he was k conversing with a lady celebrated for her wit. “W^ll. doctor,” she remarked, “so I hear you have taken to writing verse." “O, merely to kill time.” "Indeed' Have you disposed of all your other patients?"—Stray Stories. Realistic. The conversation turned on the ef fect produced on the emotions by pic torial art, when one gentleman re marked: "1 remember one picture that brought tears to my eyes." "A pathetic subject. I presume?” “No, sir: it was a fruit painting. 1 was sitting close under it when it dropped on my head." Starch, like everything else, is be ing constantly improved, the patent Starches put on the market 23 years ago are very different and inferior to those of the present day. In the lat est discovery—Defiance Starch—all in jurious chemicals are omitted, while the addition of another ingredient, in vented by us, gives to the Starch a strength and smoothness never ap proached by other brands. It's all right for a man to be a dreamer of dreams providing he wakes up occasionally ar.d gets busy. * l' Omaha Directory » Gentleman’* table, including Fine Im ported Table Delicacies Ifthere is any little item you are cc&ble to obtain in your Home Town, write ua Tor price* on same, as we will be aure to have it Mail or lers carefully filled. t*«*ORTCW8 AND PEA.EPS IN PURE FOOD PRODUCTS AND TAElE DELICACIES * TE rsHONES - l^***fT 615 ' GaoCE»»'» 5-iT COURTNEY & CO.. Omaha, Nebr. PRIVATE WIRE J. 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Mrs Bernard h aves ■ for scene of husband's recent “strike.” h aving Stella in charge Again the girl repulses Gideon’s advances. In showing Miss Hamilton, a niece of a railroad of ficial. about the < amp. Alfred somewhat neglects Stella, who shows pain at treat ment. Banquet in railroad town is scene of more monopolization of Alfred by Miss Hamilton, with determination *n S’* Ha's part to change her temperament. Alfred writes passionately to Stella, decrying the attention which he was compelled to g w Miss Hamilton Mrs • Sally" Ber nard announces riches. Viola's iove for Alvin, a telegraph operator, is revealed. CHAPTER XX.—Continued. Sally B. sped away to the kitchen. Stella detained Uncle Billy a second in the hall, her hand on his coat lapel. She had intended to speak with him about schools, where to go, how to set about the new life; but these ques tions must wait. Kis trip and its suc cess were the only things that mat tered now. “Aren't you going to rest?” she asked. “There are plenty others to work. Go to bed early, won't you, Uncle Billy?" He ciosed his warm, strong hand over hers with fond pressure. It was sweet to have her womanly solicitude, to feel her near him. her soft hand pulsing under his own. “Afteh the fight is time enough to rest, little girl. I must see that my wagon and stock are all right for the first hard drive. I’ll have to trust to luck afteh that, or to the hostlehs—that's about the same thing.” “Well, rest as much as you can, then. I'll have a luck flower for your button-hole when you start." She smiled into his eyes, her own shining j with excitement. “You'll win, Uncle Billy! I know it!" She watched him down the street to the stage barn, where she knew* no item of preparation would escape his vigilant eye. Yet there was time to spare. Would he take advantage of it? Perhaps not. She knew he was master of that perfect relaxation that prepares for stress as well as sleep does. Alvin had dropped his study, Viola was fighting her trouble alone and Sally B. was in the kitchen. Stella, left with no pressing duty, w-andered into the dark parlor. Lighting it was Viola's task, but she had forgotten to night, to Stella's satisfaction. She drew a chair to the window that faced the dim mountain across the gorge, closed her senses to the little world about her and was quickly off with the sprites of the night to keep her heart's tryst with Alfred. Xot quite alone did they two meet this night in fancy's fair halls. Viola. Al vin. even Sally B.'s uncompromising black eyes interrupted Stella's dreams. Minutes ticked by unheeded. Hur rying feet came and went; calls, cries, hasty commands, odors of unusual cooking floated past inadequate doors; but Stella was oblivious till a draught of air struck her cheek sharply and Gideon's voice called her. She started to her feet. “Gideon! Where—you said 'To morrow' in your message! Who told you 1 was here?" “No one. I can always find you, Stella. Something tells me. The in stant 1 opened the door I knew you were here. A kind of fragrance—I j could tell it— "Don't. Gideon," she interrupted. ! She was looking for matches, but his i alert sense caught the aversion in tone j and movement. "Your father once told me that a Pima princess was my great-grand mother. 1 cannot escape my heritage from her.” He took the match she had struck and lighted the hanging lamp. The flame shone full on his upturned face, and Stella gazed at him fas cinated, while he adjusted wick and shade. He seemed to her excited gaze j the concentrated beat and pulse of a ! hundred lives controlled by the master j will that spoke through his burning eyes. Often she wondered about his power over her. wondered why Gid eon away, was so small a part of her life; yet near, so masterful, monopoliz ing. In the pause while he attended to the lamp this question rose again; and was still unanswered. He turned to meet her mute scru tiny. His eyes were deep and tender, his voice wooing. "Y’ou’re glad to see me, aren't you, sweet Star?” He threw his arm about her waist with a motion both swift and gentle, as i might be a panther mother’s, and kissed her on the forehead. “Don't, Gideon!” Stella cried, breathless, struggling unavailingly, yet not quite sorry that his arm did not yield. Always with Gideon present came the memory of their comradship, a comforting sense of his strength, a desire 10 lean upon him. if he would only be content with brotherliness! “Moppett, why do you push me away? It's so long since I saw1 you. If I were your brother by blood as I am by rearing, you'd take my kiss, and kiss me back. Isn't the tie almost as close? We've been so much more to each other than ordinary brother and sister." He dropped his arm and stepped back; and the consideration, the gentleness and regret in his tone subdued Stella with quick contrition. "Oh, Gideon, I don’t mean to be cold, unkind; but I'm afraid of—of j what 1 see in your eyes.” He looked long into her face. “Dear i little girl!" he said at length; and the I adjective did not seem unfitting when | he stood near her. "Don't be afraid of me. Stella. I love you. and 1 want your love in return, not your fear.” “But I can't help it, Gideon. You would compel me. hurt me. Does true love ever hurt?” "Does a mother love her child when she gives it into the surgeon's hands?” Stella would not see his meaning. "That doesn't apply to us.” “It does. Stella.” He went to her again, standing close, and looking down upon her tenderly. "I've come for you. dear." He kissed her sud denly. "I remember what you said, flower-eves. I'll not kiss you on the lips till—till I've the right—” "Gideon, you can never have that!” she interrupted, springing back. Still he controlled himself to gentle ness. * “Stella, dear, listen. Love like | past, she flung out her stinging words like whip-strokes. “Love! What do you know of that sacred thing? Hide in your moun tains? Yes! And stay, till you learn that first of all love is not for self, but to serve the loved one. I could never love you. If Alfred were ten times dead, I’d not marry you!” Red lights were burning in Gideon's passionate eyes, and he turned to her with savage counter threat. “Whether Vincent lives or not. you shall be my wife, Stella Anthony! There's no other woman in the world but you, and I shall be worthy of you. You shall see my face again—you shall pray to see it!" He towered over her. his stormy eyes fixed on hers un flinchingly. yet he did not touch her. "Good-bye," he said in a lower voice. “1 shall find him; and I shall come again!" He stepped backward as he finished. She sprang after him, but he had closed the door and slid into the night. When she looked out he was neither to be seen nor heard. She stood a moment in the open doorway, striving to quiet the tumult of soul and body. The weakness of reaction came quick ly. The scene rehearsed grew in por tent. No fiery courage rose to meet the memory of his threats; yet they grew more dreadful; and the com pelling power of his presence re mained. A dozen uncertain plans chased one another through her whirl ing brain. She would telegraph Al fred. But where? What could she say? She could not send heart trage dies over the wires, accuse Gideon be forehand of murder! She would write—get Uncle Billy to deliver her letter in person. She w rote a feverish" letter, destroyed it, and wrote again; then hastened out to find Uncle Billy. In the kitchen she came j upon Sally B. superintending the extra i baking. “Uncle Billy? He's snatchin' 40 winks. He didn't go up till a bit ago; he ain't to be disturbed." She was emphatic. “Say! The race begins O. K.! Train'll be here at 2 .10 instid o' four o'clock! Uncle Billy 'lows he'll | git off in four minutes after.” “Oh, I must speak to him alone," j Stella pleaded; “just a minute, when j he comes down. Tell him when you ! call him, won't you?” Another time Sally B. would have | “Moppett, Why Do You Push Me Away?” :nine compels love. You think your heart forever lost to that—to the man who has deserted you. Yet yon surely j will soon wake to the shame of it. Your womanhood will help me. if not your love; that will follow. I’ve a house and garden for you in Sacra I mento; your own home, trim and neat, i where the roses on the trellis wait for your care. There you shall live in ! peace, and show the gossips that Al i fred Vincent did not break your heart j —did not win you to cast you off. To ' morrow we shall he married—” "Gideon! Gideon! Stop, for i heaven's sake! How many times must 1 tell you 1 cannot—I will not marry ! you? I love Alfred Vincent. Some i day he intends to marry me—” "Intends to marry you! Some day!" Tenderness fled. The words flashed forth like the hiss of a snake. He faced her fiercely, the veins in his forehead swelling quickly, undulating ly. The primordial male was master now, holding in leash every grace of i refinement, every saint's virtue he had j 'won. "Listen. Stella Anthony; if i that woman-dandy cared for you, if he j had been man enough to marry you, to put you beyond the insult of rail ; road-camp gossip and curiosity, I'd i hide away in the mountains and live on memories. But he's spoiling your life! And he shall not live to spoil it longer! I'll—” ‘‘No. no, Gideon!” she broke in ex citedly. "Don't say those words! You shall not harm him!” She stood erect, her eye blazing bacK flame for flame. For herself weak, for him she loved she was a lioness at bay. “Do you call that love?” she asked scornfully, “to strike a woman through the man she loves? I could hate you, Gideon Ingram! Leave me! I hope never to see your face again!” Gideon did not speak. Stella roused and angry was a new being to him. He had not realized that her spirit was as intrepid as his own. Stripped of compassion for his love of her, wrenched free from the claim of their and questioned her; but she was in heeded the distress in Stella's tone, tent on her work, caught in the hour's excitement. She gave absent-minded assent; and Stella crept back to the parlor, where she lowered the lamp and again sat down with her fears. Had Gideon been able to get a seat in Uncle Billy's coach? She would go and see. She opened the door and peered out. The street was deserted. Yet bright, unshaded windows gleam ing in all directions; extra lights in the saloon across the way; knots of men at the doors; the rattle of chips, the clink of ice and glass, and an oc-1 casional voice raised above the sub dued murmur that came from Sally B.'s barroom—all told Stella that the town waited awake for the night's event. She stole out, passed the hotel and peeped guiltily into the stage office. Only the clerk on duty was within, and he was nodding. Cautiously she approached and looked over the paa* senger list that lay open on the coun ter. Gideon had not booked. Though half stunned by dread and fear, she yet could not face Sally B. again and the busy kitchen. She paced restlessly, stopped to reread her letter and add a penciled word, and went into the hall to listen for Uncle Billy. Silence. Xo one was stirring in the house outside of the cook's domain. Back she turned to her nervous tread, counting her steps mechanical ly. Her mind was painfully alert, supersensitive. The half-hour struck. “The clock is surely wrong!” Stella whispered. But the dining-room clock quickly rang a confirming chime; and the doontful tick, tick, went slowly on. She crept out again to the stage of fice, where the clerk no longer co quetted with duty in his chair, but lay full length on the counter, frankly seduced by Morpheus. The passenger list still lay open, and Stella looked. Gideon's name was not there! She wondered why, since his looks even more than his words told her that he would seek Alfred at once. As she walked back new fears beset her. Why was Gideon not going on the stage? Could Alfred be already on his way to Colfax? X'ear? Coming now, and Gideon had learned it? A terrify ing vision of their me- ting shook her; yet quick comfort came with the recol lection of Alfred's promised telegram. He would surely keep his word. Ten minutes of two! Ten minutes past—fifteen! A light step cam*- down the stair, and Stella flew into the hail. “Uncle Billy!” she called softly, and drew him into the parlor. She put her letter in his hand, told him of Gideon, breathlessly describing Alfred’s dan ger, though concealing its cause. She did not dream that Uncle Billy guessed it well. He promised to mount guard over Alfred, though he scoffed at her fear, and declared that Gideon, son of the night, was doubtless alone somewhere fighting out his anger. “Oh. Uncle Billy, you're such a dear, good father to me,” she cried impetu ously; and, heedless, did not see the light die in his eyes, recked not of a missed heart-beat. His back was toward the lamp, his face downcast: yet when he lifted it again, he was calm, his voice steady, though Stella caught a vibrant sad ness in it she could not understand. ' Honey, there's something I’ve been wishing to speak to you about for a month o’ Sundays, but I couldn't, raise the pluck." He stopped, and Stella, so overwrought, grew suddenly ap prehensive, though she did not speak. "Yo" Uncle Billy's stake in Mam mon’s mighty small; but such as it is, it is deeded to you. c-hiid. I haven't any kin of my own. that is. none that's as neah to me as you arc, honey. 1 fixed the papehs in Auburn yesteliday.” For an instant Stella did not com prehend. She looked questioningly into his face and he stniied back at her, waiting for her to speak. Then it broke suddenly—a will! All a young heart's dread of death came into her eyes. Uncle Hilly dead! And she profiting by it? It could not be. He surely would live long years still. She could net spare him! The rrecipient sorrow, the generous deed, broke down Stella's defenses, and tears flowed uncontrolled while she haltingly told her gratitude. Uncle Billy had barely dried her eyes when Sally B.'s step sounded in the hall. “I'm in heah. Sally B.,” he called, “and ail ready." E fore she could turn back from the stairs and enter he drew Stella to him and kissed her. “Don't forget my luck posy, liouey,” he whispered, as Sally B. opened the door. And in that instant Stella’s eyes were opened. Ten minutes later the coaches, Uncle Billy’s leading, lined up beside the thronged sidewalk. Some passen gers stood near the second coach. Only a privileged few coming on the train would go with Uncle Billy. Stella, a rose in her hand, stood with others near the stage office door. “Is Mr. Ingram going with Uncle Billy or in the other coach?" she asked the clerk, as he returned to his post from some errand. "Ingram? He left town hours ago. Took Ball's best horse. Xig. Toid Ball if he broke the nag's wind he'd pay any figure Ball—” Stella did not wait to hear him through. “Book me for Virginia City!” she cried. “In Uncle Billy's coach—” “You can't—” he began. A whistle shrilled through the dark ness. “Yes! yes! I'll make him let me!" she panted, and was gone. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Many Uses for the Hairpin Little Instrument May Ee Said to Be Invaiuablo. It is an excellent substitute for a paper cutter. It will pierce a cigar or clean a pipe. 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