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J0e) ) DEGREE ^CHARLES KLEIN Y w ARTHUR0HORNBLOW Y ILLUSTRATIONS BY RAT WALTERS corrm&n wr cy» »»*.*. »ncwah cohrany __ » a IVNOnit Moo wf Jeffrfem. bar A -r'a »»n. un-ler rt< r.,. **.e..- - c.f Iua>-n : tt low A!.*** si fair tee. da S Mr of d-»- | • .'Mba. tfer Smut .'re of a Sam I « who ttwd u prim-: ar>d la dtaoWBed . b> hi* father Hr b our of •■«'* and In t acrat'a rawnod. who had , OWe tar Si WiaCSigprd I« 11—a iTll i »tep- f m«W A* i*. ta am I-*r »■ pruaprr- ] mm mwMir • Tahiti* a 1.a* tig- of : fern imum-m * or a Ah- ta. be I— -«t.ra a! *-rt .f aa>r. tdgfewa-!..» laanawrirg i b» t»a» <iar»M. At’ ta dnma tdni tbe j I- ■ -*r Hr • ■-'* Bar a aatt tiiraalwatac a a Mir An / ala-ra for arb.do be at-tej . *a r waa.We w r 4-asaad a« . --rtnr.fng Hr * *«,»,*. naW ( rd ll.atr! rilh at few awitarMt I* a* letav *'*d rood!- I dvr- *•* txouM a loan «*f tt* tmUt , fc*m lat» mi • |« afawaa prep aMrtan. 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Aatdr agada pf-ada a.»a Itrrw **■* ba d- ?• • 4 Ha* «K He B w ati Alifi te trr a ■ 1y *cH*'--d art*, »t*.e I- tret f‘ -tt Hi e rr t„ t.. i.r■ • rt*. »r 1 A* -ft.-a ct ianktac for fit* woman who aai t'adefw *»4 t - Btgrbf -if hi* death Afeit wa.:*aar« to Aar..- that afte * * t letter frwaa Vwd rr . d tim-aten.Bg adctfe CHAPTER XIV.—Continued "And yoo know what mine are”' ear .aimed the hanker, hotly “I re fer- to Im engulfed In lh.* wave of hirterscoi *>u.p*ihy with criminal* I will put be stamped with Use same haO stark a* th- Bias who take* the lif. at hla fellow t ng—though the j man be my own ml 1 will not net tb- Msal of approval c* crime by de fewdtac ft " The lawyer bowed and said calmly: . “The*. sir. you must eapect e»- J aetly a bat la happening Tbis girl.] •Su’r.n «fce may be. la devoted to' your eo* She la hi* wife She'll go j to aay extreme to help him—even to1 OKI.eg her name for mob. y to pay tar Ida defense - The banker threw tip bis bands with Impatience 'if* * matt r of prim jple with me. I Her dei<«:on is cot the question"! Will a «n** k:ng laugh be went on; I "S*«t:iae*rtaliiy do- vet appeal to me.] The- wboie tb:a* t* distasteful and bid>-on* to tor My I—traction* to you ore to prevent her uatng the family name uc the stage, to bay her off on her non terms, to get nd id her at any price ' "Hs ' *p« the price she ask*." inter posed the fowyer. dryly. Shaking hia bead, be w-nt on: ¥o« a And that n wife's devotion Is a v-r •"•*»* motive power. Jeffries, at will nw*v trr» * :tbiy forward in ■pi’* of all the barriers you atd I can erect to «Tay it* progress That may wound like a platitude, but it a a fact peverUx-Kss " A . I*, who had bees listening with j waned emu; tuns to the conversation, •us Interrupted timidly: “IVrhapa Julg Brewster is right.' dear A!!-r all. the girt is working to *a«e » *ur I'-bix opinion uu»> thick it titwrtural—" The banker tamed os hla wife.) Sternly be eaed: "Ali< ta. 1 cannot permit you to Is tc-rlete Tl at young man u a k11 cnafesaed murderer sad therefore no aon ad nun* I*we «<*• with him loag ago I casus be zccrrwd by twaudl'n eewttmewtalrty Please let that be . •nai" Turning to the lawyer, he aaM. coldly: ~Sn. ta the matter a! this stage hnatnesg. yon caa lake no steps to re strain fcrrf The lawyer shook his head "Sto. there la nothing 1 can do." j Quu-kly he added "Of c ourse, you don't doubt my •oy.-Jiy to you f Hr JeCries shook his head “Xn on. Brewster." The lawyer laughed as he said: "Right or wrong, you know—my toontrjr—•that la. ay ' tis of thee “ Turning ta Alula, he added, laughingly: "Thar* the painful part «d a lawyer ■ protr atom Vra. JcRr.es The client s weakness Is llie lawyer's strength When t..-a hate each oliu-r and rsfc each otl er we lawy-r* don't pacify theta He dare nut. because that Is our profession We rncour age them We pit them against each other for profit 1/ we didn t ibey d go to home lawyer who would.' Ale ia gave a Unfair smile . "Tew." sh* replied. "I'm afraid we all love to be advised to do what ws waa: to do" Mr Jettrv- made as impatient g*» tare of diasrst Bcoflagl/ be re mark* d “That aur apply to the great gen entity of pm* , but sot U> me." Judge Brewster looked sk-ptleai. but made so furthej comment. The banker rose aod Alicia followed suit. As be —sad toward the door, be toned and said -fmcp is aod see me this evening. Brewster. Mr* Jeffrie* will be de lighted If yoo wll! dlse aith u* " Alicia smiled graciously. 'Bo come, judge: we shall be all a!ose.~ Tbs lawyer brti 'ew oser ber hand a* be said good-by. Mr JeCrtes had already issrkrd the door, when be tuned again and aai-1: -Are yoo sure a very liberal offer wouldn't induce her to drop the ?gTa«j • > -f .. “It's Your Duty to Do It.” The lawyer shook his head doubt- [ fully. "Well, see what you can do." cried | the banker To his wife he said: ; "Are you coming Alicia?" "Just a moment, dear." she replied "1 want to say a word to the Judge.” j “All right." replied the hanker. "I'll ! be outside.” He op-n--d the door, and ' as he did so he turned to the lawyer: J “If there are any new developments let me know at once.” H< left the i rice ar.d Alicia breathed a sigh of relief. She did not love her: husband, but she feared him. He was not only 20 years her senior, but his cold, aristocratic manner tntiml-' <lat> d her. H«-r first impulse had been to tell him everything, but she dare not His manner discouraged her. He would begin to ask questions, ques-! tlons which she could not answer j without seriously incriminating her-i self. Rut her conscience would not! allow her to stand entirely aloof from the tragedy in which her husband's scape-grace son was Involved. She j felt a strar ee. unaccountable desire to meet this girl Howard had married In a quick undertone to the lawyer, she raid: 1 must see that woman. Judge. 11 think I can persuade her to change I her course of action. In any case I must see her. 1 must—” Looking at him questioningly, she said: “You don’t think it Inadvisable, do you?” The Judge smiled grimly. “I think I'd better see her first.” he said “Suppose you come back a lit tle later it's more than probable that she'll be here this afternoon. I’ll see her and arrange for an interview.” There was a knock at the door, and All-!* started guiltily, thinking her; husband n Ight have overheard their i conversation The head clerk entered ard whispered something to the judge, after which he retired. The lawyer turned to Alicia with a smile. It s Just as I thought.” he said, pleasantly, “she’s out there now. You'd better go and leave her to me." The door opened again unceremon iously. and Mr. Jeffries ut in his head: ' Aren’t you coming. Alicia?" he de manded. Impatiently. In a lower voice to the lawyer, he added: “Say, Prewst*-r. that woman is outside in your office. Now is your opportunity i to come to some arrangement with' her” Again Mrs. Jeffries held out heri hand. "<Jood-by, Judge: you're so kind! i It needs a lot of patience to be a lawyer, doesn't It." J idge Brewster laughed, and added ' in an undertone: "Come back by and by.” The door closed, and the lawyer i w ent back to his desk For a few mo- j n.< t.ts he sat still plunged in deep I thought Suddenly, he touched a bell. The bead clerk entered. Show Mrs Howard Jeffries. Jr . in.” The clerk looked surprised. Strict orders hitherto had been to show the unwelcome visitor out. He believed that he had not heard aright “Did you say Mrs Jeffries. Jr., judge?" "I said Mrs Jeffries, Jr." replied < the lawyer, grimly. "Very well. Judge." said the clerk, aa he left the room. Presently there was a timid knock at the door. "Come in!" called out the lawyer. CHAPTER XV. Annie entered the presence of the ’ famous lawyer paie and ill at ease. This sudden summons to Judge ■ Brewster’s private office was so unex pected that it came like g shock. For days she had haunted the premises. , sitting in the outer office for hours at I a time exposed to the stare and ; covert smiles of thoughtless clerks and office boys. Her requests for an I interview bad been met with curt re . fusais. They either said the judge was out of town or else that he was too busy to be seen. At last, evi dently acting upon orders, they flat ly refused to even send in her name, and she had about abandoned hope when, all at once, a clerk approached her. and addressing her more politely than usual, said that the judge would see her in a few minutes. Her heart gave a great throb. Al most speechless from surprise, she! stammered a faint thanks and braced j herself for the interview on which so : much depended. For the first time, since the terrible affair had happened, there was a faint glimmer of hope i ahead. If only she could rush over to the Tombs and tell Howard the joyful news so he might keep up cour age! It was eight days now since Howard's arrest, and the trial would take place in six weeks. There was still time to prepare a strong defense if the judge would only consent to take the case. She was*more sure than ever that a clever lawyer would have no difficulty in convincing a jury that Howard's alleged “confession” was untrue and Improperly obtained. In the intervals of waiting to see the lawyer, she had consulted every one she knew, and among others she had talked with Dr. Bernstein, the noted psychologist, whom she had seen once at Yale. He received her kindly and listened attentively to her story. When she had finished he had evinced the greatest interest. He told her that he happened to be the physician called in on the night of the tragedy, and at that time he had grave doubts as to it being a case of murder. He believed it was suicide, and he had told Capt. Clinton so, but the police captain had made up his mind, and that was the end of it. Howard's “confession," he went on, really meant nothing. If called to the stand he could show the jury that a hypnotic subject can be made to "confess" to anything. In the inter est of truth, justice, and science, he said, he would gladly come to her aid. All this she would tell Judge Brew ster. It would be of great help to him, no doubt. Suddenly, a cold shiver ran through her. How did she know he would take the case? Per haps this summons to his office was only to tell her once more that he I would have nothing to do with her j and her husband. She wondered why ! he had decided so suddenly to see ' her and. like a flash, an idea came to her. She had seen Mr. Jeffries. Sr., I enter the inner sanctum and, in ! stinctively, she felt that she had j something to do with his visit. The banker had come out accompanied by a richly-dressed woman whom she guessed to be his wife. She looked with much interest at Howard's stepmother. She had heard so much about her that It seemed to her that she knew her personally. As Alicia swept proudly by. the eyes of the two women met. and Annie was surprised to see in the banker's wife's face, instead of the cold, haughty stare she expected, a wistful, longing look, as if she would like to stop and talk with her, but dare not. In an other instant she was gone. and. obey ing a clerk, who beckoned her to fol low him. she entered Judge Brew ster's office. The lawyer looked up as she came in, but did not move from his seat Gruffly he said: "How long do you Intend to keep up this system of—warfare? How long are you going to continue for cing your way into this office?” "I didn’t force my way in.” she said, quietly. “I didn't expect to come in. The clerk said you wanted to see me." The lawyer frowned and scrutinized her closely. After a pause, he said: ”1 want to tell you for the fiftieth time I can do nothing for you.” “Fifty?” she echoed. "Fifty did vou say? Really, it doesn't seem that much.” Judge Brewster looked at her quick ly to see if she was laughing at him. Almost peevishly, he said: “For the last time, I repeat I can do nothing for you.” “Not the last time, judge,” she re plied, shaking her head. "I shall come again to-morrow.” The lawyer swung around in his chair with indignation. "You will—?" Annie nodded. “Yes, sir," she said, quietly. “You're determined to force your way in here?” exclaimed the lawyer. “Yes. sir.” The judge banged the desk with his fist. “But I won't allow it: I have some thing to say, you know! I can't per mit this to go on. I represent my client. Mr. Howard Jeffries. Sr., and he won't consent to my taking up your husband's case.” There was a shade of sarcasm in Annnie's voice as she asked calmly: “Can't you do it without his con sent?" The lawyer looked at her grimly. “I can,” he blurted out, “but—l won’t." Her eyes flashed as she replied quickly. “Well, you ought to—" The lawyer looked up in amaze ment. "What do you mean?" he demanded. “It's your duty to do it." she said, quietly. “Y'our duty to his son. to me. and to Mr. Jeffries himself. Why, he’s so eaten up with his family pride and false principles that he can’t see the difference between right and wrong. Y'ou’re his lawyer. It's your duty to put him right. It's downright wicked of you to refuse—you're hurting him. Why. when I was hunting around for a lawyer one of them actually re fused to take up the case because he said old Brewster must think How ard was guilty or he'd have taken it up himself. You and his father are putting the whole world against him, and you know it." , The judge was staggered. No one in his recollection had ever dared to speak to him like that. He was so astonished that he forgot to resent it, and he hid his confusion by taking out his handkerchief and mopping his forehead. “I do know it," he admitted. "Then why do you do it?” she snapped. The lawyer hesitated, and then he said: "I—that's not the question." Annie leaped quickly forward, and she replied: “It’s my question—and as you say. I’ve asked it 50 times." The lawyer sat back in his chair and looked at her for a moment with out speaking. He surveyed her crit ically from head to foot, and then, as if satisfied with his examination, said: (TO BF CONTINUED.) Fine Fox Hunt Without Witnesses The East Essex hounds had a re markable run recently. A fox which they bad hunted through the village of Bradwell swam the Blackwater. and the pack followed, but the depth of water and the dangerous banks prevented the field from crossing. They had to go for two miles along the bank until they reached a bridge, and by the time they bad crossed fox and pack had vanished. After a search of three hours the hounds were found ten miles from the place where they had crossed the river whimpering round a barn at Chaikey Wood, beneath which the fox had goue to earth. Mr. R. D. Hill, the master, called the hounds off and gave the fox a respite for the splendid run he had given. “The best 60 minutes the East Essex have had this season,” was the description of Cockayne, the huntsman, “although there was no one riding with the bounds and no whitness of their performance.”—Lon don Evening Standard. Triumph for Americana. The English hostess for various rea sons, the principal one being that she cannot help herself, now accepts the invasion of her American sister, the magnificence of her entertainments and the wonderful individuality of her costumes with equanimity, says a writer. The days are long since past when the American woman had diffi culty in making a place for herself in English society, and past also are the' days when she was treated as a cu riosity and expected to act and talk after the manner of the immortal Daisy Miller. Nowadays she reigns supreme. In fact, it is fashionable to be American. LEISHMAN TO SUCCEED HILL John G. A. Leishman was proposed to the German government by Wash ington as American ambassador, to succeed Dr. David Jayne Hill, who resigned last spring. The United States asked whether the appointment of Mr. Leishman, who at present is American ambassador at Rome, would be acceptable to the kaiser's government, through Count Von Bernstorff. the German ambassa dor at Washington. Mr. Leishman's name w-as submitted by telegraph to Emperor William, who was touring in the grand duchy of Mecklenberg. Em peror William, immediately on receiv ing the proposal of Washington, tele graphed his reply to the foreign of fice. The action taken Is almost un precedented in promptness. Mr. Leishman's long service as a diplomat qualifies him particularly in the eyes of the emperor, who several times has spoken of the need of an experienced ambassador for the Berlin post and to his desire that no novice be sent there, it has been stated that Major von Maerien vv aecnter, me German secretary of foreign affairs, who has a personal acquaintance with Mr. Leishman, Is much pleased with his appointment. The selection also is very acceptable to German society, in which Mr. Leishman and his family have maqy friends. Mr. Leishman's transfer was necessarily followed by other changes in the diplomatic service. ] GORDON-BENNETT CUP WINNER Charles T. Weymann, winner of the prize cup at the Gordon-Bennett avia tion race, was the sole American rep resentative in this the principal inter national speed contest of the year. Weymann was born in Haiti twenty two years ago, and has lived practic ally all his life In France. He is much more at home speaking French than English. Called upon to respond to a number of flattering compliments that were showered upon him at an in formal dinner after the race, the vic torious American, after much hesita tion, replied with the one word “Merci." He is not a Don Quixote of the air, but has held records for speed, pas senger-carrying and cross-country flights. On his wonderful overland flight from Paris, for 2S0 miles to Clermont-Ferrand, only dense fog pre vented him from fulfilling the condi tions of the Michelin prize of $20,000 for flying with a passenger from the 5Yench capitol to Puy de Dome, a mountain 4.800 feet in height, within "71 UUUi3* me omy airman to start with the ill-fated Chavez for the night across the Alps last autumn. W eymann is the Good Samaritan of aviation. In severai of the big coun tr> flights in France he stopped by the wayside to give first aid to fledglings ■with crippled wings and lacerated heads. On one occasion he halted in his breathless race across the country to carry a luckless competitor in his aero plane ambulance to the nearest town. After losing his chances in the con test. eymann philosophically resumed his flight. Because of his surplus of good nature. Weymann is a favorite with the. flyers of all nations. The Gordon-Bennett cup was won at Rheims, in 1909, by Glenn H. Curtiss, who averaged a speed of 47 miles an hour. In 1910 the cup ws taken to Eng land by Claude Grahame-White, who won it with a speed of 60^i miles an hour. This year, over a course of 94 miles, at Eastchurch. Isle of Sheppey, England, the cup \*as tton back for America by Weymann. with a speed of 78 miles an hour. COMMISSIONER OF PATENTS Edward Bruce Moore, commissioner of patents in Washington, came promi nently into the public eye the other day when the one millionth United States patent was issued. Mr. Moore has worked his way up from the ranks. He entered the patent office as assistant examiner in 1SS3, and from that time served in various capacities until he was made commis sioner, in June, 1907. He has spent twenty-eight years in the government service. Edward Bruce Moore has had a wide and varied experience while serv ing Uncle Sam. Before he was ap pointed commissioner of patents he was assigned as special commissioner to the Paris exposition, in 1900. In the summer of 1908 he was appointed United States delegate to the Inter national Conference for the Protection of Industrial Property, which was held in Stockholm. Sweden. Later, in the fall of 1909, he acted as special commissioner of the state department to nine principal capitals of Europe on international reciprocal patent protection. Then he served as delegate to the Fourth International Conference of American States at Buecos Ayres. Argentine, in the summer of 1910. in charge of matters relating to patents, trade marks and copyrights. GOMEZ A CUBAN MALCONTENT ] Juan Gualberto Gomez Is a Cuban malcontent who has been conspiring with others to have President Gomez Impeached and to make a co-conspira tor, Vice-President Zayas. governor of Cuba under American suzerainty. It is unlikely that he will succeed. A little over ter years ago the United States undertook a costly war (o free Cuba and when after seme years of self-government the Cubans failed in the primary purposes of all governments—to secure the safety of life and property—this country was forced to Intervene. When the last of our soldiers after the period of occupation left the island the state ment was made on the floor of our na tional congress that if the United States were again called upon to in tervene the American flag might never again be lowered In Cuba. But In spite of this warning political plotting is going on in the island and, according to reports, with the object of bringing about United States inter vention. Our government, however, gavo assurances that It had no imme diate intention of Interfering in the affairs of Cuba, but the criminality of Juan Gomez is no less pronounced on that account. The poison of political discontent and revolutionary plotting seems ti pervade Latin America. Central America today is in a turmoil. Venezuela, in South America, after a respite from the years of bloody despotism under the iron rule of Castro, is facing another revolution. Mexico is in a transition stage from bloody conflict to uncertain peace. Cuba should find a quick way of ending the pernicious activities of such malcontents as Gomes and thus save itself from Internal disorders, which are prejudicial to its own interests and offensive to this country. The Open Air. Get out of the house whenever you are able, and If you only have a little leisure time to spend out In the open make the surroundings Indoors as nearly as possible like the outdoors by keeping the air fresh and the win dows open. A Spartan. The negro hackman had driven them over a long and dusty road When they reached the village hote one of the party asked the negro If they couldn’t send him out a drink. “No, sah. Ah don’t drink. It’s aglr. mah principalities.” LAUGHTER PLEASING TO GOD j Nowhere in Biblical Lore Can There Be Found Intimation of Any Other Idea. We misjudge and distort the nor mally human nature of the Savlous when we picture him going through life, as Dante did after he had writ ten his “Inferno," with the shadow of perdition on his brow We may gravely question when it waa that the cross began to darken our Lord'3 pathway; there is no hint of such a foreboding until we reach the mid dle of his ministry. From that on there are occasional tokens that he saw Calvary ahead of him, and was at times pressed down with a dread ful sense of the inevitable agony which awaited him at the end. But all this is very far from affording any ■ reasonable ground for the conclusion j that he smiled sometimes, but never | laughed. If God did not intend us to laugh, i on occasion why did he endow us j with the capacity to laugh, with a j sense of the humorous, with the fac ulty to see and enjoy wit, fun and the absurd side of life; and, further 1 more, w^hy did he produce so many things and people to laugh at?— Zion's Herald. OR SAYS HE IS. — De Quiz—Why is a good actor like a set of brains? De Witt—Because he is a head liner. In Strict Obedience. Master Gregory Graham, aged three, had been having an ocean bath, and breaking away from his older sister he ran all dripping wet to the door of the living room, where Mrs. Graham was entertaining a caller from the fashionable hotel. “Why, Greg,” his mother greeted him, “you mustn't come in here like that, dear. Go straight upstairs and take off your bathing suit first." A few minutes later Mrs. Graham turned toward the door in curiosity as to what sight there had sent her visitor’s eyebrows up so high, and in the sanrfe moment her son's cheerful voice rang out: “I tooted it off. mother, like you told me to. I’m coming in now for some cake." Tuberculosis Patients Neglected. Out of more than 225 public hos pitals for the insane, with a popula tion of fully 150,000, only 70, or less than one-third, make any provision for their tuberculous inmates, and this, too, in spite of the fact that the percentage of deaths from this dis ease is very high among this class of people. Such is the substance of a statement made recently by the Na tional Association for the Study and Prevention of Tuberculosis. Seventy hospitals in 28 states, providing all told about 3,350 beds for tuberculous insane patients, sums up the provision made for this class of sufferers, al though the percentage of deaths from tuberculosis among the insane ranges from 50 to 200 per cent, higher than among the general population. Character in the Eye. Beware of the man who does not look you clearly in the eye. He haa possibilities of evil in his nature. There are eyes which are luminous, o'.iiers which seem to be veiled be hind a curtain. Men and women of the world are accustomed to judge human nature by the expression of the eye. Many peo ple read character by the eyes, and can thus distinguish the false from the loyal, the frank from the deceitful, the hard from the tender, the energet ic from the indolent, the sympathetic from the indifferent. GET POWER. The Supply Comes From Food. If we get power from food why not strive to get all the power we can. That Is only possible by use of skil ! fully selected food that exactly tits the requirements of the body. Poor fuel makes a poor Are and a poor fire Is not a good steam producer. “From not knowing how to select the right food to fit my needs. I suf fered grievously for a long time from stomach troubles,” writes a lady from a little town in Missouri. “It seemed as if I would never be able to find out the sort of food that was best for me hardly anything that I could eat would stay on my stomach. Every attempt gave me heartburn and filled my stomach with gas. I got thinner and thinner until I literally became a living skeleton, and in time was compelled to keep to my bed. A few months ago I was persuaded to try Grape-Nuts food, and it had such good effect from the very beginning that I have kept up its use ever since. I was surprised at the ease with which 1 digested it It proved to be just what I needed. “All my unpleasant symptoms, the heartburn, the inflated feeling which gave me so much pain disappeared. My weight gradually increased from 98 to 116 pounds, my figure rounded out, my strength came back, and I am now able to do my housework and en joy it Grape-Nuts food did It.” Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek. Mich. A ten days’ trial will show anyone eome facts about food. Read the little book, “The Road to Wellville,” In pkgs. “There’s a reason.’’ **tt*r* A new •** »»**«r* from time to time. TIi.t “«* *•“ •*