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SYNOPSIS.
•'Mad** Dan Maitland, on reaching his
New York bachelor club, met an attrac
tive young woman at the door. Janitor
O’F-Jagan assured him no one had been
within that day. Dan discovered a wom
an’s finger prints in dust on his desk,
along with a letter from his attorney.
Maitland dined with Bannerman. his at
torney. Dan set out for Greenfields, to
y°t bis family jewels. During bis walk
to the country seat, he met the young
woman in gray, whom lie had seen leav
ing his bachelors* club. Her auto had
broken down. He fixed it. By a ruse she
"lost” him. Maitland, on reaching horn*,
surprised lady in gray, cracking the safe
containing his gems. She. apparently,
took him for a well-known crook. Daniel
Anisty.
CHAPTER III.—Continued.
Did he catch a gleam of admiration
in the eyes behind the goggles?
“Now, if ever they get hold of my
portrait and print . . . Well!”
sighed the girl wickedly, lifting slim,
bare fingers in affected concern to the
mass of ruddy hair, "in that event i
suppose I shall have to become a
natural blonde!”
Her humor, her splendid fearless
ness, the lightness of her tone, com
bined with the half-laughing, half-se
rious look that she swept up at him. to
ease the tension of his emotions. For
the first time since entering the room,
he smiled; then ia silence for a time
regarded her steadfastly, thinking.
So he resembled this burglar, Anis
ty. strongly enough to be mistaken for
him—eh? Plainly enough the girl be
lieved him to be Anisty. . . . Well,
and why not? Why shouldn't he be
Aristv for the time being, if it suited
bis purpose so to masquerade?
Ii might possibly suit his purpose.
He thought his position one uncommon-1
]> difficult. As Maitland, he had on his
hands a female thief, a hardened char
acter. a common malefactor (strange
that he got so little relish of the
terms!), caught red-handed: as Mait
land. his duty was to hand her over
to the law, to be dealt with as—what
she was. Yet. even while these consid
erations were urging themselves upon ;
him, he knew his eyes appraised her
with open admiration and interest. She
stood before him. slight, delicate, pret
ty, appealing in her ingenuous candor:
and at his mercy. How could he bring
himself to deal with her as he might
with—well, Anisty himself? She was
a woman, he a gentleman.
As Anisty, however—if he chose to
assume that expert's identity for the
nonce—he would be placed at once on
a piane of equality with the girl; from
a fellow of her craft she could hardly
refuse attentions. As Anisty, he would
put himself in a position to earn her
friendship, to gain—perhaps—her con
fidence. to learn something of her
necessities, to aid and protect her from
the consequences of her misdeeds;
possibly—to sum up—to divert her
footsteps to the paths of a calling less
hazardous and more honorable.
Worthy ambition—to reform a bur
glar! Maitland regained something of
his lost self-esteem, applauding hint
seif for entertaining a motive so
laudable. And he chose his course, for
better or worse, in these few seconds.
Thereby proving his incontestable title
to the name and repute of Mad Mait
land.
His face lightened; his manner
changed; he assumed with avidity the
role for which she had cast him and
w hich he stood so ready to accept and
act.
“Well and good." he conceded with
an air. “I suppose I may as well
own up—”
"Oh. I know you,” she assured him.
with a little, confident shake of her
head. "There's no deceiving me. Rut."
and her smile became rueful, "if only
you'd waited ten minutes more! Of
course I recognized you from the first
—down there by the river; and knew
very well what was your—lay; you
gave yourself away completely by
mentioning the distance from the river
to the Manor. And I did so want to
get ahead of you on this job! What a
feather in one's cap, to have fore
stalled Dan Anistv! . . . But
hadn't you belter be a little careful
with those lights? You seem to forget
that there are servants in the house.
Really, you know. 1 find you most ro
mantically audacious, Mr. Anistv—
quite in keeping with your reputation.”
"You overwhelm me,” he murmured.
“Relieve me. I have little conceit in
my fame, such as it is." And. crossing
to the windows, he loosed the heavy
velvet hangings and let them fall to
gether, drawing their edges close so
that no ray of light might escai>e.
She watched him with interest. "You
seem well acquainted here."
"Of course. Any man of imagina
tion is at pains to study every house
he enters. I have a map of the prem
ises—house and grounds—here.” He
indicated his forehead with a long
forefinger.
"Quite right, too—and worth one's
while. If rumor is to be believed, you
have ordinarily more than your labor
for vrur pains. You have taught me
something already. . . . Ah, well!"
she sighed, "I suppose 1 may as well
acknowledge my inferioritj-—as neo
I hyte to hierophant. Master!” She
c-ourtesied low. “I beg you proceed
and let thv cheela profit through obser
vation!” And a small white hand ges
tured signflcantly toward the collec
tion of burglar's tools—drills and
chisels, skeleton keys, putty, and all—
—neatly displayed upon the rug before
the massive safe.
“You mean that you wish me to
crack this safe for you?” he inquired,
with inward consternation.
“Not for me. Disappointment I ad
mit is mine; but not for the Iqgs 1 sus
tain. In the presence of the master 1
am content to stand humbly to one
side, as befits one ofc my lowly state in
—in the ranks of our profession. I re
sign, 1 abdicate in your favor; claim
ing nothing by right of priority.”
"You are too generous,” he mum
bled, confused by her thinly veiled rid
And a Small White Hand Gestured Significantly Toward the Collection
of Burglar's Tools.
"Xot at all." she replied briskly. "I
am entirely serious. My loss of to
day will prove my gain to-morrow. I
look for incalculable benefit through
study of your methods. My own. I
| confess," with a contemptuous toss of
her head toward the burglar's kit,
are clumsy, antiquated, out of date.
. . . But then, I'm only an ama
teur."
"Oh. but a woman—" he began to
apologize on her behalf.
"Oh, but a woman!" she rapped out.
smartly. "I wish you to understand
that this woman, at least, is nc
mean—" And she hesitated.
"Thief?" he supplied, crudely.
"Yes, thief! We're two of a feather
at that."
"True enough. . . . But you
were first in the field; I fail to see why
I should reap any reward for tardiness
The spoils must be yours."
It was a test; Maitland watched her
keenly, fascinated by the subtlety ol’
the game.
"But 1 refuse, Mr. Anisty—positively
refuse to go to work while you stand
aside and—and laugh.”
Pride! He stared, openly amazed,
at this bewilderingly feminine bundle
of inconsistencies. With each facet of
her character discovered to him, min
ute by minute, the study of her be
came to him the more engrossing. He
drew nearer, eyes speculative.
"I will agree." he said, slowly, "to
crack the safe, but upon conditions."
She drew back imperceptibly,
amused, but asserting her dignity.
“Yes?” she led him on, though in no
accent of encouragement.
“Back there, in the river,” he
drawled deliberately, forcing the pace,
"I found you—beautiful.”
She flushed, lip curling. "And. back
there, in the river, I thought you—a
gentleman!”
| "Although a burglar?"
“A gentleman for ail that!”
“1 promise you I mean no harm,” he
; prefaced. “But don't you see how I
■ am putting myself in your power?
Every moment you know me better,
while 1 have not yet even looked into
your face with the light full upon it.
Honor among thieves, little woman!”
She chose to ignore the intimate
note in his voice. “You're wasting
time." she hinted, crisply.
“I am aware of that fact. Permit
me to remind you that you are help
ing me to waste it. I will not go ahead
until I have seen your face. It is sim
ply an ordinary precaution."
“Oh. if it's a matter of business—"
“Self-preservation," he corrected,
with magnificent gravity.
She hesitated but a moment longer,
then with a quick gesture removed her
mask. Maitland’s breath came fast as
he bent forward, peering into he::
face; though he schooled his own fea
tures to an expression of intent and
inoffensive studiousness, he feared the
lend thumping of his heart would be
tray him. As he looked it became evi
dent that the witchery of moonlight
had not served to exaggerate the sen
sitive, the almost miniature, beauty
of her. If anything, its charm was
gi eater there in the full glare of the
electric chandelier, as she faced him,
giving him glance for glance, quite ur
diemayed by the intentness of his
scrutiny.
• In the clear light her eyes shone
lustrous, pools of tawny flame; her
hair showed itself of a rich and
luminous coppery hue, spun to im
measurable fineness; a faint color
burned in her cheeks, but in contrast
her forehead was as snow—the pure,
white, close-grained skin that is the
heritage of red-headed women the
world over, and their chiefest charra
as well; while her lips—
As for her lips, the most coherent
statement to be extracted from Mr.
Maitland is to the effect that they
were altogether desirable, from the
very first.
The hauteur of her pose, the sym
pathy and laughter that lurked in he
mouth, the manifest breeding in the
delicate modeling of her nostrils, and
the firm, straight arch of her nose, the
astonishing allurement of her eyes,
combined with their spirited womanli
ness—these, while they completed
the conquest of the young man,
abashed him. He found himself of a
sudden endowed with a painful appre
ciation of his own imperfections, the
littleness of his ego, the inherent
coarseness of his masculine fiber, the
poor futility of his ways, contrasted
with her perfections. He felt as if re
buked for some unwarrantable pre
sumption. . . . For he had looked
into eyes that were windows of a soul;
and the soul was that of a child, un
sullied and immaculate.
You may smile: but as for Maitland,
he deemed it no laughing matter. From
that moment his perception was clear
that, whatever she might claim to be
however damning the circumstances
in which she appeared to him, there
was no evil in her.
But what he did not know, and did
not even guess, was that, from the
same instant, his being was in bond
age to her will. So Love comes,
strangely masked.
CHAPTER IV.
Midsummer Night’s Madness.
At length, awed and not a little
shamefaced. "I beg your pardon,” he
stammered, wretchedly.
“For what?" she demanded, quickly,
head up and eyes alight.
“For insisting. It wasn't—ah—
courteous. I'm sorry.”
It was her turn now to wonder;
delicacy of perception such as this
was not ordinarily looked for in the
person of a burglar. With a laugh and
a gibe she tried to pass off her aston
isnment.
"The thief apologizes to the thief?”
“I'nkind!”
Briefly hesitant, with an impulsive
gesture she flung out a generous .hand.
“You're right; I was unkind. For
give me. Won't you shake hands? I
. . . I do want to be a good com
rade, since it has pleased Fate to
throw us together like this, so—so
oddly." Her tone was almost plain
tive; unquestionably it was appealing.
Maitland was curiously moved by
the touch of the slim, cool fingers that
lay in his palm. Not unpleasantly. He
frowned in perplexity, unable to ana
lyze the sensation.
"You’re not angry?” she asked.
“No—but—but—”
"Yes?” .
“Why do you do this, little woman?
Why do you stoop to this—this trade
oi vo—of ours? Why sully your hands
—and not only your hands—imperil
your good name, to say nothing of your
liberty—?”
She drew her hand away quickly, in
terrupting him with a laugh that rang
true as a coin new from the mint, hon
est and genuine.
"And this,” she cried, "this from
Hrn Anisty! Positively, sir, you are
delightful! You grow more danger
ously original every minute! Your
scruples, your consideration, your sym
pathy—they are touching—in you!”
She wagged her head daintily in pre
tense of disapprobation. "But shall
I tell you?" more seriously, doubtfully,
“I think I shall . . . truly. I do
this sort of thing, since you must
know, because—imprimis, because I
like it. Indeed and I do! I like the
dangei. the excitement, the exercise of
cunning and—and I like the rewards,
too. Besides—”
The corners of her adorable mouth
drooped ever so slightly.
"Besides—?’’
"Why . . . But tiiis is not busi
ness! We must hurry. Will you, or
shall I—?”
A crisis had been passed; Maitland
understood that he must wait until a
more favorable time to renew his
importunities.
"I will.” he said, dropping on his
knees by the safe. “In my lady’s
service!”
“Not at all," she interposed. "I in
sist. The job is now yours; yours
must he the profits.”
"Then 1 wash my hands of the whole
affair." he stated in accents of finality.
‘‘I refuse. I shall go. and you can do
as you will—blunder on." scornfully,
“with your nitroglycerin, your rags,
and drills and—and rouse the entire
countryside, if you will."
“Ah, but—”
“Will you accept my aid?"
“On conditions, only," she stipulated.
“Hal vers?”
He shook his head.
“Half shares, or not at all!” She
was firm.
“A partnership?"
This educed a moue of doubt, with:
"I'm not worthy the honor."
“But." he promised rayhly, "I can
save you—oh. heaps of trouble in other
—ah—lays."
She shrugged helplessly. “If I must
—then I do accept. We are partners,
Dan Anisty and 1!"
He nodded mute satisfaction, brushed
the tools out of his wav. and bent an
attentive ear t» the combination.
The girl swept across the room, and
there followed a click simultaneous
with the total extinction of light.
Startle.?, "Why—?" he demanded.
“Tho risk," she replied. “We have
been frightfully careless and thought
less.”
Helplessly Maitland twirled the com
bination dial; without the light he was
I wholly at a loss. But a breath later
skirts rustled near hint; the slide of
the bull's-eye was jerked back, and a
circle of illumination thrown upon the
lock. He bent his head again, pretend
ing to listen to the fall of the turn
biers as the dial was turned, but in
point of fact covertly watching the
letters and figures upon it.
' The room grew very silent, save for
(he faintly regular respiration of the
girl who hent near his shoulder. Her
breath was fragrant upon his cheek.
The consciousness of her propinquity
almost stifled hint. . . . One fears
that Maitland prolonged the counter
feit study of the combination unneces
sarily.
Notwithstanding this, she seemed
amazed by the ease with which he
solved it. “Wonderful!” she ap
plauded. whispering, as the heavy door
swung outward without a jar.
“Hush!" he cautioned her.
In his veins that night madness W’as
running riot, swaying him at its will.
With never a doubt, never a thought
of hesitancy, he forged ahead, willfully
blind to consequences. On the face
of it he was playing a fool’s part; he
knew it; the truth is simply that he
could not have dene other than as he
did. Consciously he believed himself
to be merely testing the girl; subcon
sciously he was plastic in the grip cl
an emotion stronger than he—moist
clay upon the potter's whirling wheel.
(TO BK CONTINUED.)
GETTING THE CROWD IN LINE
Showing the Methods of the Resource
ful Street Faker.
Two belligerent appearing men
faced each other.
‘You're a liar.”
"You're a yellow pup.”
"Fight!” shrieked a small boy.
Then a crowd of curious began to
gather in front of the Grant building
in upper Market street.
“If you’re looking for trouble I
guess I can give it to you,” hissed the
"liar” between his teeth.
“You can place a bet that I intend
to see things to a finish,” replied the
“pup,” striking a fighting pose.
“Come around the corner where a
cop won’t bother us, then,” said the
first, and, war thus declared, the duo
hastened around to an empty lot be
hind the post office, while a crowd of
bloodthirsty men and boys dogged at
their heels.
Arrived, the “liar" mounted a wood
en platform newly built, while the
"pup" dove Into a dry goods box and
extracted therefrom a bulging suit
case.
“While the ‘doctor’ gets out the
packages of our magical herbs, guar
anteed to cure cancer, bunions, all
skin diseases, etc., I will entertain
you with a few sleight of hand tricks,"
announced the "liar" in stentorian
tones.
The crowd then realized that it had
been gulled, A few on the outskirts
slunk away, but the majority re
mained to fall victims to the wiles of
the wily medical fakers and their cure
all at “one dollar per package, and a
pair of cuff buttons, warranted solid
gold, thrown in.”—San Francisco Call.
The road to success is strewn with
the bones of other men’s failures.—
Syracuse Journal.
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Caused by Disordered Action of the
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Samuel D. Ingraham, 2402 E. Main
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TENDER, BUT NOT LOVING.
Waiter (to customer, who had com
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enough)—Not tender enough! D'you
expect it to kiss you!
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Women to Fight Tuberculosis.
One million women, representing
cities, towns, villages and isolated
rural settlements in every section of
the country, are to-day enlisted in a
campaign against tuberculosis, accord
ing to a statement issued by the Na
tional Association for the Study and
Prevention of Tuberculosis. In legis
latures. in congress at Washington, in
society gatherings, in churches and
clubs, through speaking and writing—
in every possible way, the women of
the country are persistently fighting
consumption.
With an organization established in
every state of the country, under the
direction of the General Federation of
Women’s Clubs, and with associated
clubs in Alaska, the Hawaiian islands,
Porto Rico and the canal zone, the
women of the country have entered a
systematic crusade to carry the mes
sage of the prevention and cure of
tuberculosis into every American
home.
Logical Reasoning.
A certain young man's friends
thought he was dead, but he was only
in a state of coma. When, in ample
time to avoid being buried, he showed
signs of life, he was asked how it
seemed to be dead.
"Dead?” he exclaimed. “I wasn't
dead. I knew all that was going on.
And I knew I wasn’t dead, too, be
cause my feet were cold and l was
hungry.”
"But how did that fact make you
think you were still alive?” asked one
of the curious.
“Well, this way: I knew that if I
were in heaven I wouldn’t be hun
gry. And if I was in the other place
my feet wouldn’t be cold.”
The Captain’s Repartee.
The captain of a trans-Atlantic liner,
having become irritable as a result of
some minor troubles in the ship's
management and the unusually large
number of ridiculous inquiries made
by tourists, was beading for the
“bridge” when a dapper young man
halted him to inquire the cause of the
commotion off the starboard side of
the ship. Being on the port side, the
captain politely replied, with some
sarcasm, he was not certain, but
thought it possible that a cat fish had
just bad kittens.—What-to-K»L
OVER THE FENCE
Neighbor Says Something.
The front yard fence is a famous
council place on pleasant days. Maybe
to chat with some one along the street,
or for friendly gossip with next door
neighbor. Sometimes it is only small
talk but other limes neighbor has
something really good to offer.
An old resident of Baird, Texas, got
some mighty good advice this way
once.
He says:
1Drinking coffee left me nearly dead
with dyspepsia, kidney disease and
bowel trouble, with constant pains in
my stomach, back and side, and so
weak I could scarcely walk.
"One day 1 was chatting with one of
my neighbors about my trouble and
told her I believed coffee hurt me.
Neighbor said she knew lots of people
to whom coffee was poison and she
pleaded with me to quit it and give
Postum a trial. I did not take her
advice right away but tried a change
of climate, which did not do me any
good. Then I dropped coffee and took
up Postum.
"My improvement began immediate
ly and I got better every day I used
Postum.
“My bowels became regular in two
weeks, all my pains were gone. Now 1
am well and strong and can eat any
thing I want to without distress. All
of this is due to my having quit cof
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“My son .who was troubled with indi
gestion thought that if Postum helped
me so, it might help him. It did, too,
and he is now well and strong again.
“We like Postum as well as we ever
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Interest.
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Inexperienced Caddie (after Mr.
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Mutual Surprise.
A mission worker in New Orleans
was visiting a reformatory near that
city not long ago when she observed
among the inmates an old acquaint
ance, a negro lad long thought to be
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pertaters.” The visitor sighed. “You,
Jim!” sbe repeated. "I am surprised!”
“Yassum," said Jim. - “So was I or I
wouldn’t be here!”
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Fifty bushels per
acre have been
grown. General
averagegreaterthan
in any other part of
the continent. Under
new regulations it is
possible to secure a homestead of IcO acres
free, and additional 150 acres at $3 p^r acre.
“The development of the country has r de
marvelous strides. It is a revelation. .» rec
ord of conquest by settlement that iaretn :k
able."—Ertrji. t from correspondent t via A\..* <. ral
Editor, xr-ho visited C*r,ad& in Acpust last.
The grain crop of 1906 wiil net many
fanners $20.00 to $25.00 per acre, (jrain
raising. mixed farming and dairying are
the principal industries. Climate is excel
lent; social conditions the best; railway ad
vantages unequalled; schools, churches and
markets close at hand. Land may als > be
purchased from railway ar.d land companies.
For Last Best West" pamphlet*, map-: ard
information as to how to secure lowest rail
way rates, apply to Superintendent ot Immi
gration, Ottawa. Canada, or the authorised
Canadian Government Agent:
W. V. BENNETT,
Ml New Tork Life BnildiaK, Omaha. Nskrarka.
Headache
“My father has been a sufferer from sick
headache for the last twenty-i':veyears and
never found any relief until "he began
taking your Cascarets. Since he has
begun taking Cascarets he has never had
the headache. They have entirely cured
him. Cascarets do what you recommend
them to do. I will give you the privilege
of using his name.”—K. M. Dickson,
1120 Resiner St., W. Indianapolis, IntL
Pleasant, Palatable. Potent. Taste G->od.
Do Good. Never Sicken. Weaken or Gripe.
10c, 25c, 50c. Never sold in bulk. The gen
uine tablet stamped C C C. Guaranteed to
euro or your money back. 025
You Should Specify
the brand of shingle yon want
when you give your dealer your
order. If you want a shingle
that's always the same quality
and that's always put up full
count ask for tills brand. Re
member the name.
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g CLEARS •
%V(VWA\OL. WASH,
-i
I 1 1 of this paper de
Keaders
anything adver
tised in its columns should insist upon
having what they ask for, refusing all
wbflitutes or imitations.
DEFIANCE Cold Wafer Starch
makes laundry work a pleasure. 16 oz. pit*. iOc.