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Acai#*" ctxb* e weak wwtee tlroucl tb* bar* ex. t ! p, it to tie *" ebe asked p.«*du«.ly Tb* keeper ebook bis bead "No os os. you muet talk tbrou»h tbe bore trot I wee'l disturb you He walked aeey erd tbe bsssand bad wife werw left farise eecb other. Tbe tears wee* itresm.se dews An sir * epeeks It was dreadful to be slot slac tbere mo eke* ead yet net br >b.t ta line ber eras around fcia Her seeri ached as ebc taw tbe dis tress .s sj was pais face 'a tj diet, t you come beforeT~ be ■MM "1 fesid oat They wouldbl let list Oft Hoetrd." ibt cm pee “Wb»t • Hit* ttls M‘ Tell ns* bow fen gxx lft# awrfe i tmrt1' He p.t ts# betid to but bead » If It burl bis., bad a be BoUred 'bat bit ere# looked queer Tor a sostet the egca< of a terrible auarlrioe croaaed bar m*o4 W«* It possible that lb a beset' cf drabbet reckicssnsss be Lad «tot l nderwood* Quickly aimott breaiLleesly. ebe wblapered to bins TeU Me tuk-kiy tie sot true. !■ It? Toe M *#; kbi Robert Loderwood ” He stood bis bead be sale “Tfcatk tied lor tfcat*“ sbe ei Mailed But your cocfeesl&a—wbat ~1 do aot ka®» T&er told me I did tt They i. anted I did It He was acre I did It He told me be knew 1 did it He Mined me tbe pistol Hs was so lasletee: that 1 thought be was r *6* that i bad dece K.“ 1b a deep *te;er be added earnestly; -But fet a bos I didst, dost you?" '1U ‘a be" demanded At tie The police captain " *Ot Capt Cits tot told you you Howard noMai "Tsa a* told me lr kru I did IL He »»-n m standing there six tuun. duration ing and Questioning until I • as rrsdj to drop. 1 tried to lit dcet t* made me eland up I did •el «loe stsl 1 «u aaylrg or doing He told me I killed Robert Coder •eod He stoned me tte pistol under U* strong light Tfce reflection from use polls Led nickel flashed Into my eyes «»*ryikitc suddenly became s biaak a few momenta later the cor oast came Is sad Capt Clinton told kta I coofeased But it las t true An ale Twa knew 1 am aa innocent of Us: murder as you are " Thank God. thank God' rxctaltaed Abale "I aee a aU Bow " , Her tears were dried Her bra!a waa beginning to work rapidly She al ready saw a pnaoihls ttae of dele *e. 1 don't knew how it all happened." wwwt «a Howard "1 dos t know any more about It than you do 1 left you lo go to Underwood's apartment. On the way I foolishly took a drink When 1 got there I took more whisky Bo flare 1 knew It I was drunk While talking i tnU sstawg Suddenly I heard • woman a »o*ce " Thigd Degree -^CHARLES KLEIN ^ ARTHUR HORNBLOW ILLUSTRATIONS BY RAY WALTERS V r%<* 0T 6.W. Mu.iNCm*1 COt9**Y He Felt In Singularly Good Spirits. Ah: interrupted Annie, "tou, too, beard a woman's voice. Capt. Clinton said there was a woman in it.” Thoughtfully, as if to herself, she added 'We must find that woman.” “When 1 woke up,” continued How ard. “it was dark. Groping around f r the electric light. I stumbled over something It wa? Underwood s deuo body How he came by his death 1 hare not the slightest idea I at once reained the dangerous position 1 was In and 1 tried to leave the apartment unobserved Just as I was going. Underwood's man servant arrived and be handed me over to the police That's the whole story. I've been here since yesterday and I'll be devil ish glad to get out." "You will get out." she cried. I'm doing everything possible to get you free I've been trying to get the best lawyer in the country—Richard Brew ster ” Richard Brewster!” exclaimed How ard ''He s my father's lawyer." ”1 saw your father yesterday after noon." she said quietly. “You did!” he exclaimed, surprised. “Was he wtlllng to receive you?” "He had to." she replied. "I gave him a piece of my mind.” Howard looked at her in mingled amazement and admiration. That she should have dared to confront a man as proud and obstinate as his father astounded him. What did he say?” he asked eag erly "1 asked him to come publicly to your support and to give you legal assistance. He refused, saying he could not be placed in a position of condoning such a crime and that your behavior and your marriage had made him wash his hands of you forever." Tears filled Howard's eyes and his mouth quivered. “Then my father believes me guilty of this homble crime’" he exclaimed. , “He instated that you must be guilty, aa you had confessed. He offered, though to give yon legal assistance, but only on one condition.” "What iu that 'onditlon V he de manded "That I consent to a divorce," re plied Annie quietly "What did you gay?*' "1 said I'd consent to anything if It would help you. but when be told me that eVen then ha would not come per sonally to your support I told him we would worry along without his as sistance On that I left him." “You're a brave little woman!” cried Howard. Noticing her pale, anx ious face, he said: "Tci. too. must have suffered." “Oh. never mind me," she rejoined quickly. “What we must do now is to g*t you out of this horrid place and clear your name before the world. We must show that your alleged confes sion is untrue; that It was dragged from you Involuntarily. We must find that mysterious woman who came to I I’nderwood's rooms while you lay on the couch asleep. Do you know what my theory is. Howard?" ‘ What?" demanded her husband. “I believe you were hypnotised into making that confession. I've read of such things before. You know the boys In college often bypnotized you. You told me they made you do all kinds of things against your will. That big brute. Capt. Clinton, simply ! forced bis will on yours " “By Jove—I never thought of that!” he exclaimed. "I know my head ached terribly after he got through all that questioning When he made me look at that pistol I couldn't resist , any more But how are we going to | break through the net which the po lice have thrown around me?" “By getting the beat lawyer we can , procure. 1 shall insist on Judge Brew ster taking the case. He declines, but ‘ I shall go to his office again this after - noon. He must—*’ Howard shook hia head. “You'll not be able to get Brewster. ; Ha would never dare offend my father by taking up my case without his per mission. He won't even see you.” "We ll see,” she said quietly. "He'll see me if I have to sit in his office all day for weeks. I have decided to have Judge Brewster defend you be cause I believe it would mean ac quittal. He will build up a defense that will defeat all the lies that the police have concocted. The police have a strong case because of your alleged confession. It will take a strong law yer to fight them.” Earnestly she added: "Howard, if your life is to be saved we must get Judge Brewster.” "All right, dear," he replied. “1 can only leawa it in your hands. I know that whatever you do will be for the best. I'll try to be as patient as 1 can. My only comfort is thinking of you. dear.” A heavy step resounded in the corri dor. The keeper came up. "Time's up. m'm.” he said civilly. Annie thrust her hand through the bars; Howard carried it reverently to his Ups. "Good-by. dear,” she said. "Keep up your courage. You'll know that I am working for your release every moment. I won’t leave a stone un turned.” "Good-by. darling," he murmured. He looked at her longingly and there were tears in her eyes as she turned away. "I'll be back very soon," she said. A few minutes later they were in! the elevator and she passed through the big steel gate once more into the sunlight street. CHAPTER XIV. Outwardly, at least. Judge Brew ster’s offices at 83 Broadway In no way differed from the offices of ten thousand other, lawyers who strive to eke out a difficult living in the most overcrowded of all the professions. They consisted of a modest suite of rooms on the sixth floor. There was a small outer office with a railed-off inclosure, behind which sat a half dozen stenographers busy copying legal documents; as many men clerks were writing at desks', and the walls were fitted with shelves filled with ponderous law books. In one corner was a room with glass door marked "Mr. Brewster, Private.” Assuredly no casual visitor could guess from the appearance of the place that this was the headquarters, i | Strange Freaks of Nature Well-Authenticated Case* of Dumb ness Which Scientists Are Un able to Explain. The London Lancet recently dug up from Its old files the following story: A farmer of Somersetshire made a vow in the presence of his wife never to speak to her again If she boro him another daughter. He already had three. A son was born. but. strange to say, when the child became old enough to talk and did talk to his mothers and sisters, the father could never get a “word out of him." and what was more the boy could not talk to any man. This was assumed in the neighborhood to be a punishment of the man for bis rash vow. The re publication of this curious case led to the appearance of another similar tale of intermittent aphonia, vouched for by a clergyman of Bath. In this in stance a young man of 28 years had never spoken to his father nor to any one in the neighborhood but his moth er and sistera. And he could not talk with them In the presence of his fa ther. But when he visited the clergy man In a neighboring town he talked as well as anyone. When asked for an explanation of his curious actions he had none to offer. “I simply can't talk, no matter how hard I try,” was the substance of his answer. He had heard something of a "rash tow" by his father, but could give no further details. If these stories are to be ac cepted as true, they may perhaps be explained as the result of what are called “fixed ideas,” which sometimes dominate slightly disordered or un steady minds. Could Or Better. The lecture was on the economics of nature and showed that her great destructive poweerm were used only to transform the elements into other channels. “To illustrate," said the professor, "there Is in one of the Pacific islands a volcano which has for id yean bees pouring molten lava into the ocean over a precipice 400 feet high and eleven miles long. Bggs are boiled la the open sea it miles away.” “My goodness!" cried a feminine voice In the audience, “what a big pan and what a waste of Are and water and fuss over a little plain coo kins!” of one of the most brilliant legal minds in the country, yet In this very office had been prepared some of the most sensational victories ever re corded in the law courts. Visitors to Judge Brewster's office were not many. A man of such re nown was naturally expensive. Few could afford to retain his services, and in fact he was seldom called upon except to act in the interest of wealthy corporations. In these cases, of course, his fees were enormous. He had very few private clients; in fact, he declined much private practice that was offered to him. He tad been the legal adviser of Howard Jeffries. Sr., for many years. The two men had known each other in their younger days and practically tad won success together—the one in the banting business, the other in the service of the law. An im portant trust company, of which Mr. Jeffries was president, w as constantly involved in all kinds of litigation of which Judge Brewster had exclusive charge. As the lawyer found this highly remunerative, it was only nat ural that he* had no desire to lose Mr. Jeffries as a client. Secluded in his private office, the Judge was busy at his desk, finishing a letter He folded it up, addressed an envelope, then lit a cigar and looked at the time. It was three o'clock. The day's work was about over and he smiled with satisfaction aa he thought of the automobile ride in the park he would enjoy before dressing and going to his club for din ner. He felt in singularly good spir its that afternoon. He had just won in the court a very complicated case which meant not. only a handsome ad dition to his bank account, nut a signal triumph over his legal oppo nents. Certainly, fortune smiled on him. He had no other immediate cases on hand to worry about. He could look forward to a few weeks of absolute rest. He struck a bell on his desk and a clerk entered. Handing him the note he had just written, he said: "Have this sent at once by mes senger.” "Very well, judge,” answered the clerk. “By the by.” frowned the lawyer, "has that woman been In to-day?" “Yes—she sat in the outer offlce all morning, trying to see you. We said you were out of town, but she did not believe It She sat there till she got tired. She had no Idea that you went out by another stairway.” "Humph." growled the lawyer: "a nice thing to be besieged in this man ner. If she annoys me much longer. 1 shall send for the police." At that moment another clerk en tered the room. “What is it Mr. Jones?*' demanded the lawyer. "A lady to see you. judge." said the clerk, handing him a card. The lawyer glanced at the bit ol pasteboard, and said immediately: "Oh, yes, show her in." The two clerks left the room and Judge Brewster, after a glance in the mirror to re-adjust his cravat turned to greet his visitor. The door opened and Alicia entered. She was fault lessly gowned, as usual, but her man ner was flurried and agitated. Evi dently something had happened to up set her, and she had come to make her husband's lawyer the confidant ol her troubles. The judge advanced gallantly and pointed to a chair. "Good morning, my dear Mrs. Jef fries; how do you doT' “Is Mr. Jeffries here?” asked Alicia, hurriedly. “Not yet” he replied, smiling. "This Is an unexpected pleasure. 1 think It is the first time you have graced my offlce with your presence." “How quiet it is here!” she ex claimed, looking around nervously. “It Is hard to believe this is the very center of the city.*1 Taking the seal offered to her, she went on: “Oh, judge, we are dreadfully Wes' ried." CTO BE CONTINUED.! PROPER TREATMENT OF COLTS DURING THE SUMMER’S HEAT _________ Many Good Animals Have Been Aged and f'ads Dull ty ! Foolish Habit of Letting Them Ran Unbroken Into Spring When They Are Three or Four Years Old and Then Putting Them to Work. (By J. M. BELL. Virginia.* Try to be patient with your colt Mr. Farmer. Remember he is green— yes, as green as the grass he eats so peacefully when you turn him out to graze and the harness no longer chafes his soft young body. A11 farmers know that a four-year old colt will stand more than a three year-old. Bone and muscle are better matured and generally better size, therefore, he is better able to stand a day's work. But. when it comes to that, no green, unbroken colt should be expected to do a full day's work in the team of weH seasoned farm or road horses. So many good colts have been aged and made dull by this foolish habit j of letting them run absolutely un broken into the spring when they are 1 three or four-year-olds and then catch kick or rear upon what might be con sidered a very slight provocation, oi no provocation at all to a broken, mid dle-aged farm horse In that section of Virginia known as The "Valley" famous for its splendid j line of stock, the farmers are very successful breeders of horses, notably ! heavy draft "horses and their rule ia ! to break these big colts at two years f old, never working them over half a day at time and beginning tha break ii'g in process in the late winter and e^riy spring. The first link is to a wagon in a steady team and with a quiet team- i - ster. generally a white man who ia used to the daily handling of horses The writer visited that section two ! oars ago this month and while the guest of a well-known horse breeder, ! Prize Winnink Draft Vare and Foal. ing them and putting them at hard, steady work just as the busy season comes on. when the crops need work, i whan the flies are rampant and when i neither the master's nor the colt's i tempers are at their best. Imagine p farmer starting out to | mow hay with a green or half broken ; colt hitched alongside of a mule or ' a steady farm horse to a mewing ma ‘ chine, double row cultivator, corn I planter, plow or harrow. All implements need a steady, well i broken team and at the same time a i good driver, who, in order tc do his best work has little time for else than quietly handling his team and imple i ment at one and the same time. This man will not get much satis | faction out of a day’s work if he has ! to worry with a green, restive colt, ! who, chafing at the unexpected misery ' of heavy work in hot weather, starts ! up a little too soon or not soon enough, protects at having to walk in a straight line at a slow gait. etc. It is not impossible that he will balk. saw four full-blooded Percheror.s working to a manure spreader, a nine year-old-mare under the Eaddle, a three-year-old-stallion in the off-lead and a young mare under the line. The average weight of these splen did hore-es was about 1,800 pounds each, but the remarkable part of the business va- that these two young, rigorous stallions were working quiet ly with mares. Their teamster had them under perfect control, but they had been worked the same as two year-olds and had become used to farm labor by degrees. Of course, advice is cheap and tht farmers get lots of it and in this mat- ; ter of working colts and green horses in the summer time they have heard it all—fitting on the harness, scraping the collars at night, washing ofT the shoulders and sparing the lash. I have only to say this, and I speak from experience: If the farmer don't go easy with the three and four-year olds at this season they will be old and sluggish long before their time. CHAMPION STEER SHAMROCK II. Silage is going to be more used than j in the past, and cattle feeders are com 1 ing to the conclusion at last that it should not be ignored, says the Na tional Stockman. Cheaper grains have been made by using silage as rough age, while gains have been made more rapid, especially where the cattle were fed' only 90 days. The plan adopted in handling silage is to let the ! ear of the corn reach as advai&ed a stage of maturity as possible without firing the fodder. Many stock feeders in the upper edge of the corn belt, where dent corn often fails to come to maturity because of early frosts, are using this silage method with the best of success, and for wintering cattle its use is equal to pasturing them. Meanwhile the demand for breeding cattle is showing a steady Increase. and Illinois, Indiana, Michigan and Ohio farmers are buying thousands of good breeding cows, paying as high as $50 per head, or more than killers will offer. Farthermore, west of the Missouri river, in the former range country, new farmers have fenced in the lands and are in the market look ing for pure-bred bulls In somr in stances, although most of the demand now is for cheap bulls. The illustra tion shows Shamrock II., grand cham pion steer, at the recent International Live Stock show. Timothy Hay. Timothy hay. when fed alone. Is a very poor ration for any animal, but it is much worse for a growing one. It will fill, but he who feeds it will not get best results. GIVE MILK COW GOOD TREATMENT Animal Should Have Access to Rock Salt at All Times— Should Not be Hurried by Dos or Horse. A small quantity of barrel salt ; should be given the cow once or twice a week; and she should have constant access to rock salt, either in the yard or pasture. In going to and from the pastures, the cows should have the use of a good wide lane, so that they may not be hooked and jammed about. Do not bur ry them with a dog or horse. If the kBoors of the barn are of cement, a small quantity of sand should be sprinkled on the floor before the cows are turned out or allowed to come in. This will prevent them from slipping. Care should be exercised, when they are running together, that heavy cows do not ride the young heifers when the Utter are in season. Heifers are frequently injured for life by this treatment; broken-down rumps being rather common in some herds. Increase of Cost and Profits. It is true that the cost of raising hens and producing eggs has increas ed. but the proportion is very small' when compared with the increased value of the output. The cost of pro duction has become about 50 per cent larger, while the growth of receipts per dozen eggs is between 150 and 259 per cent, and the increase in the rate for chickens and fowls is about 100 per cent. Wheat Bran for Horses. Give ; our horses some wheat bran. If horses are worked hard all week and fed heavily, and are Idle on Sun day, a bran mash on Saturday night is invaluable and =. handrul of linseed meal adds value. It makes the horse look and feel better. -<i _ Farm-Made Pork. Pork produced and cured on the farm will cost less than half as much as if bought piece by piece at the mar ket. SAVED FROM AN OPERATION By Lydia E, Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound Peoria, III.—“I wish to let every ono know what Lydia E. Pinkham’s remo Ides nave done for me. For two years I suffered. The doc jtors said I had tu |mors, and the only I remedy was the sur ] geon’s knife. My 1 mother bought me Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Com I pound, and today I am a healthy wo ii man. For montiis i--Jr wii suffered from in flannnation,and yourSanative Wash re lieved me. Your Liver Pills have no equal as a cathartic. Any one wishing proof of what your medicines have done for me can get it from any druf! gist or by writing to me. You can use my testimonial in any way you wish, and I will be glad to answer letters.”— Mrs. Ciihisiena Heed, loo Mound St, Peoria, 111. Another Operation Avoided. New Orleans, La.—“For years I suf fered from severe female troubles. Finally I was confined to my bed and the doctor said an operation was neces sary. I gave Lydia E.Pinkham’s Veg etable Compound a trial first, and was saved from an operation.”—Mrs. Lily Peyhocx, illl Kerlerec St, New Orleans, La. The great volume of unsolicited tes timony constantly pouring in proves conclusively that Lydia E. Pinkharn’s Vegetable Compound is a remarkable remedy for those distressing feminine ills from which so many women suffer. THE LONG BOW. f f Sharpe—Wilson says he stayed un der water one day last summer for fifteen minutes. Wise—Why, he must be amphibi ous. Sharpe—Xo; he's a— well, I wouldn’t like to say. % Baffling the Mosquito. Last summer we were pestered with the awful nuisance, mosquitoes, night after night, and on one occasion killed between thirty and forty in our bedroom, at midnight. The following day I took a woolen cloth, put a little kerosene oil on it, and rubbed both sides of the wire mesh of the screens with it. That night one lonely mos quito disturbed our rest. Two or three times each week I rubbed the screens in like manner, and we enjoyed peace the rest of the summer. The odor from the oil remains only a few min utes, and the oil itself preserves the screens and keeps away flies.—Good Housekeeping Magazine. Tit for Tat. A young man, who had not been married long, remarked at the dinner table the other day: “My dear, I wish you could make bread such as mother used to make." The bride smiled and answered in a voice that did not tremble: “Well, dear, I wish you could make the dough that father used to make.” The Ground of Their Love. “Let us have peace,” said the Eng lish invader. “Can yon not see that the white strangers love the redmen?” “Ah, yes,” replied the intelligent In dian, “they love the very ground we walk upon.”—Sacred Heart Review. Consolation. Knicker—My wife is always praising the men she rejected for me. Bocker—Never mind; she will praise you to her second husband. "That's Good*’ Is often said of Post Toasties when eaten with cream or rich milk and a sprinkle of sugar if desired. That’s the cue for house keepers who want to please the whole family. Post Toasties are ready to serve direct from the package— Convenient Economical Delicious “The Memory Lingers** Sold by Grocers POSTUM CEREAL CO.. Ltd_ Battle Creek. Mich. V_
