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SYNOPSIS.
Mad" Dan Maitland, on reaching his
,Nm\\ ^ orh bachelor club, nu t an attrai
tl\** young woman at the door Janitor
• Hagan assured him no one had been
wit titn that day. Dan discovered a wont- j
nn’a finger prints In dust on his .leak,
along with a letter from his attorney
Maitland dined with Bantu rinati. his at
torney Dan set out for Greenfields, to ;
get his family jewels. During his walk
to the i ountry seat, he met the young
woman In gray, whom he had seen leav
ing his bachelors' r lub. Her auto had
■ iken down H« fixed it B> a t ts<
"lost" him. Maitland, on reaching home,
surprised ladv in gray, » nu king the safe i
containing Ids gems. She. apparently, 1
t"ok him for a well-known crook. Daniel !
Anisty Hulf-hypnotized. Maitland opened
hi? safe, took therefrom the Jewels, and I
gave them to her, first forming a part
nership in crime. The real Dan Anisty,
nought by polh e of the world, appeared
•n the sanu- mission. Maitland overcame
him He met the girl outside the house
and they sped on to New York in her au
to. H• had the j’ wels and she promised
to meet him that day. Maitland t*M-eived
a "Mr Snailli," Introducing himself as a !
detective To shield the girl in gray,
Maitland, about to show him the Jew
els. supposedl> lost, was felled by a blow
from "Snalth's" cane. The latter proved
to he \nisJv himself and he secured the
gems. Anisty, who was Maitland's dou
ble. masqueraded as the latter. The
criminal kept Maitland's engagement with
the girl In gray. Anisty feared for the
safety of the gems.
CHAPTER VII.—Continued.
He nodded, eyes to hers, fascinated,
with an odd commingling of fear and
hope and satisfied self-love, “Now I
am unconnected with the affair. No
ore knows that I had any hand in it.
Besides, no one knows me—that I—
steal." Her tone fell lower. "The po
lice have never heard of me. Dan!”
"I—believe—”
"I could get away," she interrupted;
“and then, if they stopped you—"
"You're right, by the powers!" He
Fit tick the table smartly with his first.
"You do that and we can carry this
through. Why, lacking the jewels, I
am Maitland—I am even wearing Mait
land's clothes!" he boasted. "I went
to his apartments this morning and
saw to that, because it suited my pur
pose to be Maitland for a day or two.”
"Then—?" Her gaze questioned his.
“Waiter!" cried Anisty. And. when
the man was deferential at his elbow:
"Call a cal), at once, please."
"Certainly, sir."
The rest of the corps of servants
were ai the other end of the big room.
Anisty made certain that they were
not watching, then stealthily passed
the canvas hag to the girl. She bent
her head, bestowing it in her hand-bag.
"You have made me . . . happy.
Dan." come tremulously from beneath
the hat brim.
Whatever doubts may have assailed
him when it was too late, by that re
mark were effaced, silenced, Who
could mistrust her sincerity?
"Then when and where may I see
you again?" lie demanded.
"The same place."
It was a bold move; but she was
s.anding; the waiter was back, an
nouncing the cal) in waiting, and he
dared not protest. Yet his pat riposte
commanded her admiration.
• No. Too risky. If they are watch
ing here, they may be there, too." He
shook his head decidedly. The flicker
o' doubt was again extinguished; for
undoubtedly Maitland had escorted her
home that morning; her reference had
been to that place. "Somewhere else,"
h« insisted, confident that she was
playing fair.
Slie appeared to tnmK tor an in
stant. then, fumbling In her pocket
book, extracted a typical feminine
pencil stub—Its business end looking
as though it had been gnawed by a
vindictive rat—and scribbled hastily
on the back of a menu card:
"Mrs, McCabe. 205 West One Hun
dred and Eighteenth street. Top floor.
Ring three times."
1 shall be there at seven," she told
him. "You won't fail me?”
"Not if 1'ni still at liberty," he
laughed.
And the waiter smiled at discretion,
a far-away and unobtrusive smile that
could by no possibility give offense;
at the same time it was calculated to
convey the impression that, in the
opinion of one humble person, at least,
Mr, Maitland was a merry wag.
"Good-by . - Dan!"
Aunty held her fingers in his hard
palm for an instant, rising from his
chair.
■Good-by, my dear," he said, clurn
ally.
He watched her disappear, eyes
humid, temples throbbing. "By the
powers!" lie cried. "lint she's
worth it!"
Perhaps his meaning ^as vague,
even to himself. He resumed his seat
mechanically and sat for a time
taring dreamily into vacancy, blunt
fingers drumming on the cloth
• No." he declared at length. "No;
Im safe enough ... in her
hands,”
Once secure from the public gaze,
the cirl crowded back into a corner of
!bc cab. as though trying to efface her
s'if Her e> es closed almost auio
maticallv; the curve of laughing lips
became a doleful droop; a crinkle ap
peared between the arched brows;
waves of burning orimgon flooded her
face and throat.
in her lap both hands lay clenched
into tmy fists—clenched so tightly 'hat
It hurt, numbing her fingers—a phys
ical pain that, somehow, helped her to
endure the paroxysms of shame. That
sue should have stooped so low!
Presently the lingers relaxed, anti
her whole frame relaxed iti sympathy.
The black squall had passed over;
but now wore the once tranquil waters ;
ruffled and angry. Then languor
gripped her like an enemy; -he lay
listless in its hold, sick and faint with
disgust of self.
This was her all-sufficient punish
ment; to have lion" '"..at had
done, to he about to do wha! !’. ot :i
t mpiated. For she hr-! sc he. hand
to the plow; there runs now be no |
(1; if wing back, however ha :'u! might;
prove her task. i
4
**l Want You to Keep Your Mouth Shut.”
The voice of the cabby dropping
through the trap, roused her. "This Is
tile Martha Washington, ma'am.”
Mechanically she descended from tlie
hansom and paid her fare; then, sum
moning tip all her strength and reso
lution, passed into the lobby of the
hotel and paused at the telephone
switchboard.
CHAPTER VIII.
Dance of the Hours.
Four p. m.
The old clock in a corner of the
study chimed resonantly and with de
liberation; four double strokes; and
while yet the'deep-throated music was
dying into silence the telephone bell
shrieked impertinently.
Maitland bit savagely on the gag
and knotted his brows, trying to bear
it. The effect was that of a coarse
file rasped across raw quivering
nerves. And he lay helpless, able to
do no more toward endurance than to
dig nails deep into his palms.
Again and again the fiendish clamor
shattered the echoes. Blinding flashes
of agony danced down the white-hot
wires strung through his head, taut
from temple to temple.
WOuiCI MU' in; i ju i in uturi t*uu
never be satisfied that ho could get
no answer? Evidently not; the racket
continued mercilessly, short series of
r-brill calls alternating with imperative
mils prolonged until one thought that
tlie tortured metal sounding-cups would
crack. Thought! nay. prayed that
either such would be the case, or else
that one s head might at once merci
fully be rent asunder.
That anguish so exquisite should
be the means of releasing him from
his bonds seemed u refinement of
irony- Yet Maitland was aware, be
tween spasms, that help was on the
way. The telephone instrument, for
obvious convenience. had been
equipped with an extension bell which
, rang simultaneously in O’Hagan’s
quarters. When Maitland was not at
home the janitor-valet, so warned,
would answer the calls. And now, in
the still intervals, the heavy thud of
unhurried feet could be heard upon
the staircase. O’Hagan was coming
to answer; and taking his time about
it. it seemed an age before *the rattle
of pass-key in latch announced him;
and another ere. all unconscious of tlie
figure supine on the divan against the
further study wall, the old man shuf
fled to the instrument, lifted receiver
from the1 hook, and applied it to
his car.
“Well, well0'' he demanded with that
impatience characteristic of the illit
erate lor modern methods of communi
cation. “Pwhat the divvle ails ye?”
“Rayspicts to ye. ma'am, and 'tis
sorry I am I didn't know ’twas a
leddy."
“He's not.”
“Wan o’clock, there or thereabouts.”
“Faith, and he didn't say."
“Pwhat name will I be fellin’ him?”
"Kape ut to yersilf, thin. ’Tis none
of me business."
If ye do. I'll n*'t answer. Sure, am
I to be climbin' two flights av sthairs
tv ry foive minits—"
"Good-by yersilf," hanging up the re
ceiver. “And the divvle fly away wid
ye." grumbled O'Hagan.
As he turned away from the instru
ment Maitland managed to produce a
sound, something between a mean and
a strangled cough. The old man
whirled on his heel. "Pwbat's thot?'
The next instan* he was bending
over Maitland, peering into the fnc^
drawn and disfigured by the gag. “The
saints presarve us! And who the
divvle are ye at all? Pwhy don’t ye
spake?"
Maitland turned purple; and emitted
a furious snort.
' Misther Maitland, he all that's
strange! Is ut mad I am? Or how
did ye get bark here and into this fix,
sor, and me swapin’ the halls and
polishin' ihe brasses fernist the front
dure iv'ry minute since ye wint out?”
Indignation struggling for the upper
hand with mystification in the Irish
man’s brain, he grumbled and sv. ore;
yet busied his fingers. In a trice the
binding gag was loosed, and ropes and
straps cast free from swollen wrists
and ankles. And, with the assistance
of a kindly arm behind his shoulders,
Maitland sat up, grinning with the
pain of renewing circulation in his
limbs.
’ VVId these two oles mesilf saw ye
lave three hours gone, sor, and I
o' if cl swear no sowl had intered this
house since thin. Pwhat docs ut all
mane, be all thot’s holy?”
‘ It means,” panting, “brandy and
soda, O’Hagan, and be quick.”
Maitland attempted to rise, but his
legs gave under him, and he sank
hack with a stilled oath, resigning him
s -If to wait the return of normal con
ditions. As for his head, it was threat
ening to split at any moment, the tight
wires twanging infernally between his
temples; while the corners of his
month were cracked and sore from the
pressure of the gag. All of which
totted up a considerable debit against
Mr. Anlsty’s account.
For Maitland, despite his suffering,
had found time to figure it out to his
personal satisfaction—or dissatisfac
tion. if you prefer—in the interval be
tween his return to consciousness and
the arrival of O’Hagan. It was simple
enough to deduce from the knowledge
in his possession that the burglar, hav
ing contrived his escape through the
disobedience of Higgins, should have
engineered this complete revenge for
’he indignity Maitland had put upon
him.
How he had divined the fact of the
jewels remaining in their owner’s pos
session was less clear; and yet it. was
reasonable, after all. to presume that
Maitland should prefer to hold his
own. Possibly Anisty had seen the
girl sli]) the canvas bag into Maitland's
pocket while the latter was kneeling
and binding his captive. However
that was. there was no denying that
he had trailed the treasure to its hid
ing place, unerringly; and succeeded
in taking possession of it with consum
mate skill and audacity. When Mait
land came to think of it. he recalled
distinctly the trend of the burglar's
Inquisition in the character of “Mr.
Snaitli,” which had all been calculated
to discover the location of the jewels.
And. when he did recall this fact, and
how easily he had been duped, Mait
land could have ground his teeth In
melodramatic rage—but for the cir
cumstance that when first it occurred
to him, such a feat was a physical im
possibility, and even when ungagged
the operation would have been painful
to an extreme.
Sipping the grateful drink which
O'Hagan presently brought him. the
young man pondered the case; with
no pleasure in the prospect he fore
saw. If Higgins had actually com
municated the fact of Anisty's escape
t > the police, the entire affair was likely
t ) come out in the papers—-all of it,
that is. that he could not suppress. But
even figuring that he could silence
Higgins and O'Hagan—no difficult task
-—though he might be somewhat late
with Higgins—the most discreet imag
inable explanation of his extraordinary
conduct would make him the laughing
stock of his circle of friends, to say
nothing of a city that had been ac
customed to speak of him as "Mad
Maitland'' for many a day. Unless—
Ah, he had it! He could pretend
»fo long as it suited his purpose, at
all events), to have been the man
caught and lpft hound in Higgins’ care.
Simple enough. The knocking over of
the butler would be ascribed to a nat
ural ebullition of indignation, the sub
sequent flight to a hare-brained notion
of running down the thief. And yet
even that explanation had its difficul
ties. How was he to account for the
fact that he had failed to communi
cate with the police- knowing that his
treasure had been ravished?
It was till very involved. Mr. Mait
land returned the glass to O'Hagan
and. cradling his head in his hands,
racked his brains in vain for a satis*
factory tale to tell. There were so
man1 things to be taken into consid
eiP.tion. There wav. the girl in gray.
Not that lie had forgotten her for an
ir.rtant; his fury raged but the higher
at the thought that Anisty's interfer
ence had prevented his (Maitland's)
keeping the engagement. Doubtless
the girl had waited, then gone away
in anger, believing that the man in
whom she had placed faith had proved
himself unworthy
But that telephone call?
••O'Hagiin,’’ demanded the haggard
and distraught young man, “who was
that on the wire just now?”
Being a thoroughly trained servant,
O’Hagan had waited that question in
silence, a-quiver with impatience
though he was. Now, his tongue un
leashed. his words fairly stumbled on
one another's heels In his anxiety to
get them out in the least possible time.
“Sure, an' 'twas a leddy, sor, be the
v'iee av her, askin’ were ye in. and
mesilf havin' seen ye go out no longer
ago thin wan o'clock and yerailf savin’
not a worrud about cornin’ back at all
a* all, pwlmt was 1 to be tellin’ her,
aven if ye wore lyin’ there on the die
van all unbeknownest to me, which
the same mesilf can not—”
"Help!” pleaded the young man
feebly, smiling. "One thing at a time,
please, O'Hagan. Answer me one ques
tion: Did she give a name?”
“She did not. sor, though mesilf—•"
“There, there! Wait a bit. I want
to think."
Of course she had given no name; it
wouldn’t be like her. What was he
thinking of, anyway? It could not
have been the gray girl; for she knew
him only as Anisty. she could never
have thought him himself, Maitland.
But what other woman of his acquain
tance did not believe him to be out of
town?
With a hopeless gesture, Maitland
gave it up. conceding the mystery too
deep for him. his intellect too feeble
t<) grapple with all its infinite ramifica
tions. The counsel he had given
O'Hagan seemed most, appropriate to
his present needs: One thing at a
time. And obviously the first thing
that lay to his hand was the silencing
of O'Hagan.
Maitland rallied his wits to the task.
"O'Hagan," said he. “this man, Snaith,
who was here this afternoon, called
himself a detective. As soon as we
were alone he rapped me over the
head with a loaded cane, and, I sus
pect. went through tie flat stealing
everything he could lay hands on
Hand me my cigarette case, please.”
“ Tis gone, sor—'tis not on the desk,
at laste, pwhere I saw m last.”
"Ah! You see? Now for reasons of
my own, which I won't enter into. 1
don't want the affair to get out and be
come public. You understand? 1
want you to keep your mouth shut,
until I give you permissU n to open It.”
(TO BE CONTENTED.)
Hickory Tree is a Monument
It Marks the Grave of an Admirer of
President Jackson.
In the Baptist graveyard at Can
ton. Pa., near Salem, lies the body
of an old revolutionary soldier named
James Sayres. A rude, unlettered
sandstone marks his grave, but a more
conspicuous monument is a large hick
ory tree the trunk of which, three feet
from the ground, measures 511
inches in circumference.
James i res was an ardent ad- J
tuirer of .. .drew Jucksou, so often
called od Hickory” from the char
acter of u :ig so unbending in an.
cause wl . .. he believed to be right.
Mr. Sayres always wore a sprig of i
hickory on his breast on ' training
days,” and before he died directed
that a hickory tree bo planted on
his grave. This was done, . id after
the tree attained proporti1’ deemed s
unsuitable to adorn a gr. • was dug j
Up, Anc tber from the j
i
roots left in, and this in time was also
dug up.
When a third tree appeared, wlih a
persistency in a good cause worthy or
emulation, relatives of th deceased
directed that it he not disturbed
Hence the tree of largo proportions
tlmt annually showers its nuts over
the grave of the deceased admirer of
"Old Hickory."
July and Independence.
July is an importan n nh in the
history of political ilbt pj,p United
States celebrates its i:.d,,11C[, na
July I. The patriotic . . [h‘e
liberator Simon 11 livnr ;i . tin inde
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'NEW SENSATION "OR DOBBIN
l Corre to Think of It, He Would Have
Felt Funny Sitting in the
Position Indicated.
The family horse, who rejoiced in
the eminently proper equine name of
Dobbin, had earned a rest by long
service, and was accordingly sent
away to the country to spend his de
clining years in the broad pastures of |
a farmer friend of his owner. The
distance being somewhat excessive j
lor his rheumatic legs, he was shipped
to his new home by rail.
Little Edna, the family four year old,
viewed the passing of Dobbin with un
feigned sorrow. She sat for a long
time gazing disconsolately out of the
window. At last, after a deep sigh,
she turned with a more cheerful ex
pression. and said:
"Did old Dobbin go on the choo
choo cars, mamma?”
"Yes, dear,” answered her mother.
A broad grin spread over the little
girl's face. "1 was just thinking.” she
said, "how funny he must feel sitting
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Crust — Missionary's Wife Made
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“For several years my husband
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Every one in that high and dry at
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(he Cuticura Remedies were a com
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FO-called ’milk-crust’ on baby's bead.
Cuticura Is a blessing. Mrs. J. A.
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.Tan. 20, 1908.”
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Old Maid—Is it really true that mar
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Doctor—Yes, I believe so.
Old Maid (resignedly)—O, then,
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Wanted to Defer the Petition.
A Los Angeles mother tells the fol
lowing:
"One summer’s eve my little son of
six years was sent to bed at his usual
time; hut he could not sleep. Upon
my inquiry what troubled him. he re
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Hard to Convince Him.
"So you're going to marry old Got
rnx' daughter, eh? Well, you know
two can live cheaper than one.”
‘I know, but I can't convince her
father of that fact.”
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Does the ugly chorus girl come un
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AAMay is uangerous.
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The Same Old John L.
Old John L. Sullivan always had a
fine Irish wit, and it remains with him
in his advanced age Not long ago he
was appearing in a Baltimore theater
and the manager, for business rea
sons, introduced him to a wealthy
youth of the town. The youth was a
typical chollyboy. tin1* sort of a speci
men that old John abhors. Sullivan
was washing his face in the theater
dressing room when the two arrived,
and they waited patiently until lie had
finished his ablutions. When John
had dried his countenance lie gave the
dude one look, and then said to the
manager: "Well, 1 congratulate you,
Jack, Is it a boy or a girl?”
Teach Care of Home and Family.
An interesting experiment is being
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en at King's college, London. The
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educational value in a careful study
of the principles of managing the
home and young children as in the
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Graham Crackers at their Best
There are no better Grahams than “Sunshines”
—none half so good.
Sunshine Grahams arc made of the best whole
wheat graham Hour, at the "Sunshine” bakeries—
the finest in the world.
The ovens are of white tile and are on the top
floor—sunshine and pure air all around them.
Sunshine Grahams
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Each package is protected by the
triple seal. So you cart he sure they are
clean—pure and wholesome.
The “Sunshine Seal’’ on the end is
proof of the genuine. Be sure it’s there.
You miss the best in Grahams—
’til you try “Sun
shines.”
At your gro
cer’s in 10c scal
ed packages.
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