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CHAPTER V. C—iimfg.
f'nd-rwood La sb»-d nervously Af
leering to misinterpret the other's
aemlfit he &aM
“Ten. | * a re right. The nrt and an
tique business U a delicate business.
Cod toon a it a a precarious one!”
Reach me lor the decanter, be/added:
'Hare a drink ”
hat Mr Becnicjron refused to un
bend Tb«- proffer of refreshment did
not tempt him to swerre from the ob
ject of his mission While Cndemood
• as talking, trying to gain time, hi*
eye* were taking In the contents of
the a.mrrmeef
Tome, take a drink." urged I'nder*
W'QOd »f *tw
"Xo. thanks." replied Mr Benning
ton rarely
g .d*-nly be turned square around.
"bet « get down to business. Mr. L'n
derates*." he esciaiard "My Arm In
aists on the immediate return of their
property " Pointing around the room,
he added * Everythin*, do you under
atabdT*
Inde—uod was standing in the sha
dow of the lamp so to visitor did not
wot ice that be had grown suddenly
very white, and that his mouth
twitched painfully.
"Why. what's the trouble?" he stam
mered "Haven't I got prices for your
people that they would never have got
ten?"
"Ye*—«e know all that," replied
Mr Bewh.cgtoe impatiently. "To be
frank. Mr Underwood, we've received
tnfonualiun that you've sold many
uf the valuable articles intrusted to
ywa for which you're made no account
ing at all"
"That s not true." exclaimed Under
wood hotly "I have accounted lor
almost everything The rest of the
things are here Of course, there may
hv a tew things—"
Taking a box of cigars from the
desk be offered it to bis visitor
"Vo. thanks." replied Bennington
coldly, pushing back the proffered
box
Underwood was fast losing his self
control Throwing away his cigar with
aa angry exclamation, he began to
walk op and dowa
*1 cam account for everything if you
give me time. You must give me time.
r*a hard pressed by my creditors. My
irxiwnees are enormous and collections
exceeding!) difficult 1 hive a large
•mount of none) outstanding Alter
our pleasant {easiness relations it
seems absurd and most unfair that
your bno should take this stand with
me" He halted suddenly and faced
ht-rtlapts "Of course. I'm much
obliged to you. personally, for this
friendly tip "
Heuutngtoa shrugged hi* shoulders
The earning uiay give you time
either to raise the money or to get the
things back " *
I'ndcrwood s dark eye* Cashed with
•apisressed wrath, as he retorted:
Of course. | ciB get them all hack
la time Dima U. you lellows don't
knou what it costa to run this kind
of hasaueas successfully! -One has to
spend n small lortune to keep up ap
pearances These society people won t
hur li they think you really need the
. Dev. I’ve had to give expensive din
ners and spend money like water even
'o get them to come here and look at
the things You must give me time
to make a settlement 1 need at least
a month "
Bennington shook his head. There
was a bard, uncompromising look in
his face u» he replied caustically:
‘They’re coming for the things to
morrow I thought it fair to let you
know. I can do no more."
Underwood stopped short.
’To-morrow." he echoed faintly.
“Yes." said Bennington grimly. “You
might as well understand the situation
thoroughly. The game’s up. The firm
uas been watching you for some time
When you tried to sell these things tc
old Liefries for one-quarter their real
value he Instantly recognized where
they came from. He telephoned
straight to our place. You’ve been
shadowed by detectives ever since
There's a man outside watching this
place now.”
’’My God!" exclaimed Underwood.
Why are they hounding me like
this?"
Approaching Bennington quickly, he
grasped his hand.
“Bennington," he said earnestly,
“you and I’ve always been on the
square. Can’t you tell them it’s all
right? Can’t you get them to give me
timer’
Before the manager could reply the
telephone bell rang sharply. Under
wood started. An expression of fear
came over his face. PerhapSthe firm
had already sworn out a warrant for
his arrest. He picked up the receiver
to answer the call.
"What name Is that?” he demanded
over the telephone. The name was re
peated and with a gesture of relief he
exclaimed:
“Howard Jeffries!—what on earth
does he want? 1 can't see him. Tell
him I’m—”
Bennington took bis hat and turned
to go:
"Well. | must be off."
"Don't go." exclaimed Underwood,
as he hung up the receiver mechan
ically. "It's only that infernal ass
Howard Jeffries!"
"I must,” said the manager. As he
went toward the door he made a close
scrutiny of the walls as if searching
for something that was not there.
Stopping short, he said:
"I don't see the Velasquez.”
“No—no." stammered Underwood
nervously. "It's out—out on proba
tion. Oh. it’s all right. I can account
for everything."
Mr Bennington continued his in
spection.
"I don t see the Gobelin tapestry,”
he said laconically
"Oh. that's all right, too. If they'll’
only give me time." he cried desper
ately. "Good God. you don't know
what it means to me. Bennington! The
!M»fltion I've made for myself will be
swept away and—"
Mr Bennington remained distant
and unsympathetic and Underwood
threw himself into a chair with a ges
ture of disgust.
"Sometimes I don't think I care
what happens," he exclaimed. "Things
haven t been going my wav lately. 1
don't care a hang whether school
keeps or not. If they drive me to the
wall III do something desperate
I'll—"
A ring at the front door bell Inter
rupted him.
“Who can that be?" he exclaimed,
startled. He looked closely at his
companion, as if trying to read in his
face if he were deceiving him.
"Probably your friend of the tele
phone." suggested Bennington.
Underwood opened the door and
Howard entered jauntily.
“Hello, fellers, how goes It?” was I
his jccular greeting.
He was plainly under the influence
of liquor. When he left home that I
evening he had sworn to Annie that j
, he would not touch a drop, but by the
1 time he reached the Astruria his cour- ■
age failed him. He rather feared Un
derwood. ar.d he felt the need of a
stimulant to brace him up for the
j "strike" he was about to make. The
i back door of a saloon was convenient
i ly open and while he was refreshing
i himself two other men he knew
\ dropped in. Before he knew It, half
a dozen drinks had been absorbed.
' and he had spent the whole of $5
which his wife had intrusted to him
out of her carefully hoarded savings.
: When he sobered up he would real
j ize that he had acted like a coward
i and a cur, but just now he was feel
I >ng rather jolly. Addressing Under
wood with impudent familiarity, he
went on:
"The d—d boy didn’t seem to know
; y°u w'ere in or not. so I came up
; anyhow.” Glancing at Bennington,
he added: “Sorry, if I’m butting in.”
Underwood was not in the humor
to be very gracious. Long ago young
Howard Jeffries had outgrown his use
fulness as far as he was concerned.
He was at a loss to guess why he had
come to see him uninvited, on this
particular Sunday night, too. It was
with studied coldness, therefore, that
he said:
"Sit down—I’m glad to see you.”
\ ou don't look it.” grinned How
ard. as he advanced further into the
room with shambling, uncertain steps.
Concealing his ill humor and prom
ising himself to get rid of his unwel
come visitor at the first opportunity,
1 nderwood introduced the two men.
"Mr. Bennington—Mr. Howard Jeff
! ries, Jr.”
Mr. Benuington had heard of the
! older Jeffries’ trouble with his scape
grace son, and he eyed, with some in
terest, this young man who had made
such a fiasco of his career.
“Oh. I know Bennington,” exclaimed
Howard jovially. “I bought an ele
phant's tusk at his place in the days
when I was somebody.” With mock
sadness he added, "I’m nobody now
—couldn't even buy a collar button.”
“Won’t you sit down and stay
awhile?” said Underwood sarcastic
ally.
"If you don't mind. I'll have a drink
first.” replied Howard, making his
way to the desk and taking up the
whisky decanter.
Underwood did not conceal his an
noyance. but his angry glances were
entirely lost on his new visitor, who
was rapidly getting into a maudlin
condition. Addressing Bennington
with familiarity, Howard went on:
“Say, do you remember that won
derful set of ivory chessmen my old
man bought?"
nenmngton smiled and nodded.
"Yes. sir; I do. indeed. Ah, your
father is a fine art critic!’’
Howard burst into boisterous laugh
ter.
"Art critic!" he exclaimed. "I
should say he was. He’s a born
critic. He can criticise any old thing
—every old thing. I don't care what
it is, he can criticise it. ‘When in doubt
—criticise,' is nailed on father’s es
cutcheon." Bowing with mock cour
tesy to each he raised the glass to his
lips and said: “Here's how!"
Bennington laughed good humored
ly, and turned to go.
“Well, good night, Mr. Jeffries.
Good night, Mr. Underwood."
Underwood followed the manager to
the door.
“Good night!" he said gloomily.
CHAPTER VI.
The door slammed, and Underwood
returned to the sitting room. Taking
no notice of Howard, he walked over
to the desk, slowly selected a cigar
and lighted it Howard looked up at
liim foolishly, not knowing what to
say. His frequent libations had so
befuddled him that he had almost for
gotten the object of his visit
"Excuse my butting in, old chap,”
he stammered, "but—"
Underwood made no answer. How
ard stared at him in comic surprise, j
He was not so drunk as not to be
able to notice that something was
wrong.
"Say. old fellow," he gurgled;
"you're a regular Jim Dumps. Why
so chopfallen, so—? My! what a long
face! Is that the way you greet a
classmate, a fellow frat? Wait till
you hear my hard-luck story. That’ll
cheer you up. Who was it said:
'There's nothing cheers us up so much
as other people’s money?’ ” Reaching
for the whisky bottle, he went on:
“First I’ll pour out another drink.
You see, I need g»urage, old man.
I’ve got a favor to ask. I want some
money. I not only want it—I need it."
Underwood laughed, a hollow, mock
ing laugh of derision. His old class- !
mate had certainly chosen a good time
to come and ask him for money. How
ard mistook the cynical gayety for
good humor.
"I said I’d cheer you up,” he went
on. "I don’t want to remind you of
that little matter of two hundred and
fifty bucks which you borrowed from
me two years ago. I suppose you've
forgotten it, but—”
A look of annoyance came over Un
derwood’s face.
“Well, what of it?” he snapped.
Howard took another drink before
he continued.
“I wouldn't remind you of the loan,
old chap; but I'm up against it. When
the family kicked me out for marry
ing the finest girl that ever lived, my
father cut me off with a piking allow
ance which I told him to put in the
church plate. I told him I preferred
independence. Well,” he went on
with serio-comic gravity, “I got my in
dependence, but I'm—I'm dead broke.
You might as well understand the situ
ation plainly. I can't find any busi
ness that I'm fitted for, and Annie
threatens to go back to work. Now,
you know I can’t stand anything like
that. I'm too much of a man to be
supported by any woman.”
He looked toward Underwood in a
stupid kind of way, as if looking tor
some sign of approval, but he was dis
appointed. Underwood’s face was a
study of supreme indifference. He did
not even appear to be listening. Some
what disconcerted, Howard again
raised the glass to his lips, and thus
refreshed, went on:
“Then I thought of you, old chap.
You’ve made a rousing success of it—
got a big name as art collector—made
lost of money and all that—”
Underwood impatiently interrupted
him.
“It's impossible, Jeffries. Things are
a little hard with me, too, just now.
You’ll have to wait for that $250.”
Howard grinned.
“ 'Taint the $250, old man, I didn’t
want that. I want a couple of thou
sand.”
Underwood could not help laughing
"A couple of thousand? Why not
make it a million?”
Howard’s demand struck him as be
ing so humorous that he sat down con
vulsed with laughter.
Looking at him stupidly, Howard
helped himself to another drink.
“It seems I’m a hit,” he said with a
grin.
Underwood by this time had recov
ered his composure.
“So you’ve done nothing since you
left college?” he said.
“No." answered Howard. “I don't
seem to get down to anything My
ideas won't stay in one piaee. I got a
job as time-keeper, but 1 didn't keep
it down a week. 1 kept the time all
right, but it wasn't the right time.”
Again raising the glass to hfs lips, he
added: "They're so beastly particu
lar.”
"You keep pretty good time with
that.” laughed Underwood, pointing to
the whisky.
Howard grinned in drunken fashion.
"It’s the one thing I do punctually,"
he hiccoughed. "I can row, swim,
play tennis, football, golf and polo as
well as anybody, but I’ll be damned if
I can do anything quite as well as I
can do this.”
“What do you want $2,000 for?" de
manded Underwood.
"1've got an opportunity to go into
business. I want $2,000 and I want
it deuced quick."
Underwood shrugged his shoulders.
“Why don't you go home and ask
your father?” he demanded.
His visitor seemed offended at the
suggestion.
'^'hat!” he exclaimed, with comic
surprise, “after being turned out like a
dog with a young wife on my hands!
Not much—no. I’ve injured their
pride. You know father married a
second time, loaded me down with a
stepmother. She’s all right, but she's
so confoundedly aristocratic. You
know her. Say, didn't you and she—
wasn’t there some sort of an engage
ment once? Seems to me I—”
Underwood rose to his feet and ab
ruptly turned his back.
“I'd rather you wouldn’t get person
al," he said curtly. Sitting down at a
desk, he began to rummage with some
papers and, turning impatiently to
Howard, he said:
“Say, old man. I'm very busy now.
You’ll have to excuse me."
If Howard had been sober, he would
have understood that this was a pret
ty strong hint for him to be gone, but
in his besotted condition, he did not
propose to be disposed of so easily.
Turning to Underwood, he burst out
with an air of offended dignity:
“Underwood, you wouldn't go back
on me now. I’m an outcast, a pariah,
a derelict on the ocean of life, as one
of my highly respectable uncles wrote
me. His grandfather was an iron pud
dler." With a drunken laugh he went
on: "Doesn’t it make you sick? I’m
no good because I married the girl. If
I had ruined her life I’d still be a
decent member of society.”
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
. Have School for Brides
...
English Institution That Really Has a
Great Deal to Be Said in
Its Favor.
A school for brides Is the latest Eng- !
lish educational enterprise and as the
brides are taught domestic economy
and housewifery there ought to be re- i
joicing in that country of unskilled
cooks and incompetent housekeepers.
The new school calls Itself the Col- j
lege of Housecraft and though It Is '
founded in the hope that newly mar
ried young women and girls about to
enter matrimony will patronize it It
is open to other women. At present
besides prospective brides there are
ordinary middle class girls who have
been well educated and are trained in
sports and accomplishments but are
lacking in rudimentary knowledge of
home making. In many cases they are
planning to go to the colonies or to
take some position in domestic service
after they have gained a knowledge of
I housewifery.
1 The college Is arranged like a reg
ular bouse and run without any serv
ants. The pupils do all the work- Six
j months is the full course, but shorter
terms are arranged as in the case of
the society women, while some stu
dents are allowed to come as day
workers or can attend special classes.
The students wear a plain uniform
of brown linen with mob cap and
linen apron in the morning and of
brown cashmere with muslin cap and
apron in the afternoon. They sleep 1
in little curtained ■ibicles. but those
who wish it can ve separate bed
rooms at an additional charge ol 11.25
a week.
Grub Street’s Pawnshop.
If the Avant is not the oldest and
best known pawnshop in the world it
deserves to be. It has been in exist
ence ever since the days of Shake
speare and Ben Johnson. It is in
Fleet street—Grub street—and has
been the poor writer’s uncle for all
these centuries and years. It has an
old legend something like this: “Old
Literary Friends Never Forgotten.”
There are many souvenirs, sayings
and traditions of the greatest men
on earth, who. going broke, had to
patronise IL Outside of its own name
it is well known as the "Grub Street
Pawnshop.”—London Mail.
MANY EXCELLENT QUALITIES
OF PURE-BRED JERSEY COW
Reasons for Claim That Animal Is Superior to All Others
Is Her Ability to Produce Butter and Cheese Eco
nomically and Records Made in Many
Tests Gives Her Reputation That
Is Indisputable.
Prize Winning Jersey Cow.
After a lifetime spent in learning
j the business of keeping cows I do not
j hesitate to say to the young man
1 reared on a farm: "Farm; and if
you farm, keep stock; and if you keep
stock, keep cows; and if you keep
cows, keep Jersey cows,” writes H. S.
Chapman in the Breeder's Gazette.
Of course, I add to this, “If you keep
Jersey cows, keep registered Jersey
cows. My reasons for maintaining
that the Jersey cow is superior to all
others as a Butter cow are as fol
lows:
Her ability to produce butter and
cheese economically stands undisput
ed. Her record in many public tests,
including the Chicago, St. Louis and
Portland expositions, has given her
the reputation, enviable and indisput
able. of being the world's greatest but
ter cow.
The extra size of the fat globules in
Jersey milk renders the butter of
superior grain and firmness and more
easily separated from the cream.
The Jersey cow has the function df
assimilation developed to a greater
degree than any other breed. She is
a high-grade specialist as a feeder
She will give profitable returns from
a ration so rich (concentrated) that
other cows can not assimilate it. It is
this ability to stand force-feeding that
has brought the Jersey out ahead in
so many public tests. This is a merit
of the Jersey that can profitably be
taken advantage of in a working dairy
herd. In the herd in which the rais
ing of stock is the primary considera
tion I would keep a little closer to na
ture, even at the risk of surrendering
to some extent the meritorious quali
ties that artificial conditions have pro
duced.
Superiority in numbers makes the
Jersey a more practical animal than
her rivals. The animal that naturally
is matched against the Jersey is the
Guernsey. The Guernsey has her
good points and doubtless merits the
friends she has won. If you like
Guernseys better than Jerseys, that
may be a reason why you may succeed
better with them. I am frank to ad
mit that my personal preference for
Jerseys doubtless has been a factor in
my success with Jerseys. But setting
aside personal likes and dislikes, it is
far easier for the beginner to start
with Jerseys, because so many more
bulls of that breed are kept than of
Guernseys. Consequently, there is far
less excuse for inbreeding, and the
breeder easily can find the bloodlines
that he needs in his herd without the
expense of frequently buying a bull.
Another point in favor of the Jersey
cow is her medium-small site. Ex
periments have proved that it re
quires about 2 pounds of balanced
ration per day to sustain each 100
pounds of an animal's live weight;
the dairy products and gain in live
weight are made from what feed can
be assimilated In excess of "the sus
taining ration. Then if the 900-pound
cow will produce as much dairy prod
uct in 10 years as will the 1,400-pound
cow, can we afford to carry this extra
500 pounds of live weight for a term
of 10 years at a cost of 36,500 pounds
of feed, just for the extra 500 pounds
of poor beef we would have at the end
of that time? Just the item of extra
cost of barn room for the larger ani
mal for the 10 years would overbal
ance the value of the extra amount of
beef. However, if there is such a
thing as a practical dual-purp(*e cow
it is to be found in some of the fam
ilies of large Jerseys.
The popular demand for large cows
made it necessary for me to carry a
family of large Jerseys during the
last 20 years. This family of cows
weighed from 1,200 to 1,300 pounds
each, but in our families of smaller
cows we had a far greater proportion
that would make 2 pounds of butter
per day, and they would do it on less
feed.
Farms of United States.
It is estimated that the farms of
the United States with all they con
tain in the way of livestock and im
provements are worth about $30,000,
000.
VESTIBULE IN THE HOG HOUSE
An Iowa subscriber, Mr. Horace
Carter, sends the following suggestion
to the Homestead, which involves the
use of a vestibule in a hog house in
cold weather. "Many hog houses are
made very cold in winter through hav
ing a door left open for the hogs to
go in and out and even in case a swing
door is used the wind will blow
through. All draft is shut off by
means of a vestibule constructed as
follows: Place a small shed 3x5 feet
in front of the door to the hog house.
This can easily be removed in warm
■ ■■ ■ 1 ■ ■■■ ■
weather and used for several winters.
The doors are made of old carpets or
burlap or any old cloth handy with a
strip of wood on the bottom to keep it
straight. Hogs will very readily learn
to pass through them. In teaching
them pin one side of the curtain up,
leaving a small hole, and after awhile
the curtain can be let down entirely
and they will go through Just the
same. The curtains may be made to
serve two purposes by keeping them
saturated with coal oil or some dip
for lice.
NEW HILL ONION
IS BIG FAVORITE
Particularly Adapted to Severe
Cold of Northern Winters and
Free From Ravages of
" Onion Maggot.”
(By F. L. ROBINSON.)
The potato, or hill, onion is becom
ing more and more a general favorite
because it will stand the severe cold
of northern winters, and also because
of its freedom from the ravages of
the "onion maggot.” Besides, of Its
very tender and delicate flavor.
Sets planted in the fall will produce
marketable bulbs the nest June or
early in July, and will bring a desir
able price.
The large bulbs planted in the
spring make sets by the fall, so mak
ing it necessary for the onion-grower
to save mature bulbs for spring plant
ing. in order to keep up his supply of
sets.
The mature bulbs should be stored
In layers In a dry and well-ventilated j
place.
The Care of Lambs.
At eight to ten days of age lambs
will begin to eat. At that time a
creep should be built which will give
them access to a feed box containing
grain and a trough with hay Box
trough and feed should alwavs be kept
sweet and clean.
A good grain ration for lambs is
made as follows: Mix one-third part
of oilmeal with one part each of bran
oats and fine cornmeal. Red alfalfa
hay or the second cutting of alfalfa
hay are the most desirable form of
roughage. Of the two alfalfa Is to be
much preferred.
It *s a good idea to keep up the
grain feed right along until the lambs
are sent to market. By so doing the
iambs are kept fat all the time and
are ready to be turned into cash on
short notice should the market take a
sudden rise.
Navsi Oranges.
It Is said that navel oranges sprung
from a single tree that was found
growing on the northern shore of the
Mediterranean sea. nearly J50 rears
ago.
I
Ifbried Beef||
Old Hickory Smoked
|| Highest Quality A
v/i Finest Flavor M
8 Try This Recipe II
To the contents of \Ik
one medium size jar of §\
Libby’s Sliced Dried Beef, I I
add one tablespoonful of
Ik butter, then sprinkle ilA
11 with one tablespoonful 11
W of flour and add one-half I I
Hi cup of cream. Cook 5 J/i
minutes and serve on VI
toast. fl
Ask for Libby’s in the \I.
I sealed glass jars. tlA
At All Grocers 11
'Libby, McNeill & Libby Q®
i Chicago
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A halting speech may be the result
of a lame excuse.
Garfield Tea corrects constipation by
arousing the digestive organs to their in
tended activity. Composed of Herbs.
But few novels are written for think
ing people; most of them are written
for the entertainment of women.
Important to Mothers
Examine carefully every bottle of
CASTORIA, a safe and sure remedy for
infants and children, and see that it
Bears the
Signature of |
In Use For Over 30 Years.
Children Cry for Fletcher’s Castoria
So Familiar.
“Yes.” said Nagget, "a woman us
ually treats her husband as the aver
age servant treats bric-a-brac.”
“Go ahead.” said the wise Mrs. Nag
get. “What's the answer?”
“Why. the more he's worth the
more she tries to break him."
Australia Rich in Libraries.
Victoria's (Australia) five hundredth
free library was opened lately. One
and all of the older libraries are well
patronized. The gross revenue re
ceived by them in the aggregate from
halls, members’s subscriptions, and
grants is about $340,000. There are
about a million books in these libra
ries, and it was claimed that some
thing like 3,500.000 visits are paid to
them in the year. While works of fic
tion are read to the greatest extent,
general literature and history receive
a good deal of attention.
Properly Thankful.
Clark Howell of Atlanta tells of
the sad case of an elderly darky In
Georgia, charged with the theft ot
some chickens. The negro had the
misfortune to be defended by a young
and inexperienced attorney, although
it Is doubtful whether any one could
have secured his acquittal, the com
mission of the crime having been
| proved beyond all doubt. The darky
received a pretty severe sentence.
| "Thank yo’, sah," said he cheerfully,
addressing the judge when the sen
j tence had been pronounced. "Dat's
mighty hard, sah, but it ain’t anj
thing what I expcted. I thougnt, ,
sah, dat between my character and
dat speech of my lawyer dat yo a
hang me, shore!"
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Breakfast
A Pleasure
when you have
Post
Toasties
with cream
A food with snap and
zest that wakes up the
appetite.
Sprinkle crisp Post
Toasties over a saucer of
fresh strawberries, add some
cream and a little sugar—
Appetizing
Nourishing
Convenient
“The Memory Lingers”
Sold by Grocers
POSTL’M CEREAL CO.. *■«* .
Bade Creek. Mich.
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