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You bare dropped your pencil What do you say to «ta>r over half a day *t Buffalo nod risking your l-^ctory?” “Floe" approved Floyd, a trifle slowly half day. not more We hare sot to make ready for that Cup rare " ' “e »f k* off You're pet ting ms •Id s : v«it at Cr<« Too tad olid 1 L.r«* to be at the Kerr-jry :<ltu vki you don't Half a da- oeght to he osoeph." Stt-kf rarrnyed hi>i». Irritated, yet vphoat trwrlhie ca ir» r. r irritation, there wet* tines i ; have Imagined Chat Floyd evaded t-o < < <e r-xbpco>k«sb: p with Him, mb- >- held kins at ana's length They stayed tb« half da? i> .luTaio. •nd »mt oat to tbe huce, sBer* group ef buildings that had been the Court factory It rave Station a strange sersatloe to natch PV. d'i assured familiarity vdth this piece and a - jephere; to see hies so naturally draw from hie porket The bunch of hers to admit the tn and nahenitntlttgiy fit each to its rurrre^jading door o' ga .*. Y t. th.s was »here be belonged—only there should have been bury life ins:-ad of ibis deed nmutiaeas Their voices ech •d Iwd through the dec j’ation where the m*>«^re motionless irrchittery •tood towering above the ri. i; >r and the slight young mr - 'or of the domain, the meta>-spc .ed. rourl-ened factory Four* ret»rh»rat.-d a. *r their foot steps As they made the tour from room to room id build -f to building. Floyd grew slowly whiter his explanations more brief When they finally arrived at a glaas-uef door marked off.ee. he etopyud short a.td UI4 h:> baud upon the wail as If to steady him-elf “Co sway, for a momirt." he re owest. his voice catching Til come after you I haven't been here rince my fa'her— Su- u« swung on hi* heel and went out: out to look at the mile track, where Kdgar Floyd used to practice racing wnb liitle Jes tied in the car beside him. and whore later the older Jes p'rvsd mechanics:!'! to his father's drlvtns And standing there under _ ‘J CEfpiir sky. Stanton 'bought of many thing* When F»oyd came after him. half an hour inter. Stanton turned from bis position against tbe track raping TVyd. what do you figure Is going to become of your *t*ter?” be abrupt ly demanded d topped, casing at the other with parted Bps and startled gray eyes A rttong wind th btewitis oj ivske Erie tossing b>* bronse hair and wrrppicg his 5ocg coat sbrut him * Vy sieter*" he repeetrd -WhyT“ -She is a woman, she msu-i hare •o» We Of her own. Too can't keep her Hke a ntm until she Cods herself mown old without a chance at living.’' Fcyd continued to sane at him. s*t In* nothin?: that hsif-hour in the of fice had left him r-hmst wan in the rrwy afternoon light "Ton know me. Je* Fiord if any one does Ton know my rile temper, my rough tongue, and thn I ?m a rrms-g—s*ued brute it b-d. Hat I tMak then may be *i»'-w*h of the In herent gentVman left in me to make me decent to a wear a*. If. in ume. things fell out no that l*d atked yon for your sist.T, would you be wTiire? Speak fcwnkiy. if you do not think me fit to he trusted wfb her say so—it wtM not tweak oor frurd^ aSp ~ -Too have seen hr*- oece." Floyd re called. as if to himself. He lkped. his surest sign of exriteXMCt. Stanton had never heard him use that soft, starring speech except on the race tracks heard now fa the grist ccas try —mounding*. K te'sesed the liater er with a costa*!: -s igUet-on and “1 know. I Srsow.~ he depr-rated. ”fh*t. 1 might see her mere, end set Icc co better ecu rb* might cctne tc bear with me. Sot that there is much In me worth It—sh» p-oba’S-y never would look at me. What I an rskis 12-. ws. -:-’b»t»f voa want .me i. Seep "away from "cor. Shy yes. and we will shake hands and drop the sub ;s«t for ever." Very slowly Floyd held out h's slen er hand. 'ess -a h* s the r ?ht to a chance," . iereed 'Tin not goin' to meddle hings beyond my understandln’. u!>or vire h»r rou • wife than 1 .-e • the -rorlil. Only • i • r- • t jt once—: i can’t to" •’ m »an'. her. yet.” •at - hi:- ,-ri slrai ,!it. ex *t? yon. slirrc i f-ua him ' : • .ri'y then. ' ious ft ' Is b« r-.ynl rt 7* iiuen.. he dror;--d ti 5 ti?.: "\Vc hrd l-"ttc- so, t be t. - : ■ im ;:ly r. **V -t 11H|t -!,? ?;■ like ne.” cruiirim .-1*, he • rr.r-’ to l-.ok again at tl i-j. “.'> are pretty close chum V, I I h;--l i tter »e gettin’ t *>-- t -air ” -e^ ba-k • the ueare reJiy; line, both client. was i ot i '-ttcknl agai t- itigtr.cri.7g. w.ienthf t* • ♦ - : in Xc-w York ''il I sec your Stantoi - . : -J they exchanged far be noisy depot. “To-mo y i- z to be out of town for tl • ‘mo ■weeks, ?.rr Green tells me.” ‘"The;* want me at the .( ry. and there are some :oo. I believe. Jessica is » rather deserted; if you he;- -,:p, no doubt she . -■•i-.ik to some one s b--r uuise." i.’; you.” urtipted Stanton, as - "Take care of yourself.” 1 _ iiot reach'd the exit when Fioy-t overtook him «.<* the entries for the Cup - he -ranted, thrusting a folded per into Stanton’s hand. “There - , -*o Atalr.nta cr.rs to run against it s you who need to take care >f ; ursrif, until afterward." ■ wait! V hat do you mean? O really think—” i. mechanician evaded the juet-tion people are hoodoos,” he * ~ iei. Keep away from them. ; as;-. Good-by.” i 1.1 no1 spoken Valerie Carlisle’s - • yet Stanton knew against whom t - *a*med. And the melodramatic ..:ty of the idea did not prevent ■ Bac' the Cer Line, Both -nt. ri; m’ort and inse •ct took his csual ' ID J li uQT " - • • fc ’of hiding from . -c or Otod-by.” 11.“ ac -ait. vd Floyd • ot: a't taat care ol . mind.” CHAPTER X. An Interval. t was on the second day after hla In New York that Stanton ii - ;,en Jessica Floyd. This time ... mrr° confidently ud the stairs ■ th" nnlet apartment house, sure of its right. As before. the little old Irishwoman .<1 la black silk was waiting to ad ' him: as before, he could have crl -d out in the wonder of seeing this c rl who turned F’ovd’s candid face > him and smiled with Floyd's gray e’er. Only, this afternoon Jessicia did not rise from the piano seat to ifeet him. but from a chair near a window. “Jos is away again.” she regretted, giving him her hand. “I came to see you. by his permls on.*' Stanton returned. The rich color flushed under her marvelous skin, that was like no other soman's he had ever seen. Floyd dif fered there, man from girl, bis com plexion being much darker and less translucent. "It is too early to glTe you tea and cike.” she told him, with a playfulness partly shy. “But If you will talk to me for half an hour, It will he after four o'clock and I can offer you hos pitality. “What shall I talk to you about?” ha doubted. “I am batter at listening, 1 think." "Oh. anything, everything. Suppose 1 were Jes; I like what he Ukee, rac ing. factories, motor-cars.” Although the season was early, a f re burned In the tiny hearth, on 1 either side of which they were seated. | facing each other. In the ruddy light Stanton contemplated the smiling girl, in her pale-blue gown with Its lace rul&es foaming around her full young throat and falling low across her Lands. “Your brother has told you of the business partnership that we plan for this winter. Miss Floyd?" She nodded her bronze-crowned head. “Yes: 1 am very glad.” “Did be.” a sudden fancy prompted the ^Section, “did he tell you that I was coming here to see you. If I might?” “Did he know of It?" she asked in counter-question. Floyd had kept the confidence given liim. then, although no formal re straint had been made. The expres sion that crossed Stanton's dark face was warm and very gentle. “He knew, yes. I wish I could have met tout brother veers ano: J might have Veen less hard a man. more tit to ! now him. and you, now." “You hard!” “Has he not taught you that I am so?” In her earnestness she leaned for ward, her eyes fearlessly on his. “Never. Do not Imagine he thinl; - you that, do not so wrong his memory of your kindness. A rough word—what i3 It? The first gentleness cancels It: what Is a friend worth who does not understand?" Stanton bent his head, looking at the fire. “I have not had much gentleness shown me.” he said. “My mother diet! when I was born; when I was thirte'er my father married again. My step mother was a good woman, whom 1 loved as well as my father did. But within the second year after the mar riage, the horses they were driving ran away, dragging the carriage over an embankment, and my parents died within a few moments of each other while being taken to the hospital. Have I said that my father was wealthy? He was so. He had made hi6 will, a year before, leaving every thing to his wife; well knewing that she in her turn would pass all on to me. She was much younger than he, almost certain to outlive him, and entirely to be trusted. But she had never made a will, delayed by chance or forgetfulness. I suppose. When he died five minutes before her, all his fortune passed to his wife; then, upon her death without a will, again legally passed on to her relatives. I was left with no share or claim.” “But it was yours by every right! Surely, surely, your step-mother’s rel atives did not take it?” “They took every penny and every inch. Miss Floyd. And I. at fifteen, was sent out into the world, a beggar ed orphan. They had no interest in me, and I was old enough to support myself. One of them offered to get me a position as office boy.” “Oh! You—'” “I—lived,” he grimly answered. "I asked them for nothing. What per sonal trinkets belonged to me. I sold, for the first needs; then I set to work. My father had wished me to be a mechanical engineer, and I meant to fulfil his plan. Perfect health I did nave—for six years I regularly worked twenty hours out of each twenty-four, until I was graduated from college. For six years I was always tired, oc casionally hungry, and took just one recreation; every night I walked through the avenue where my former home stood, and looked at It. I saw the people who had robbed me go handsomely clad and sleek, I saw their carriages and servants pass and repass. I watched, and I concluded that there was just one thing in life worth while.” The girl shivered slightly, her gaxe on his firm profile with its lines of re lentless strength. “You meant to punish them,” she faltered. "Revenge? No; it vu not worth taking. I will not deny I thought of that as a boy; as a man I was too practical to waste my time. What I decided to have was money. I found in my aptitude for this automobile racing my best and quickest way to secure a starting capital. If I killed myself in doing it, very good; that was better than poverty. I was poor for six years; poor for a lifetime I will not be.” “Xo, you will not be.” she agreed, ter voice quite low and agitated. “You were born to bend circumstance, for good or 111.” “Circumstance bent me, when it set your brother in my path.” he cor rected. “I never before had a friend, or cared—” He shook his head impa tiently, turning fully to her. “R«di, what dead history am I boring you with! Forgive me; I only meant to say there might be some small excuse for my savagery. It is after four o’clock. I was promised tea.” Jessica rose to cross to the little tea-table, but lingered for an instant. “Jes once told me that he had been guilty of the impertinence of saying his driver had the best disposition and the worst temper he had ever seen. I think that if he were here, he would apologize for the last part.” “Perhaps he may yet retract the first,” he warned lightly, yet touched. When she summoned him to take his cup, Stanton looked at the brown beverage, then in quizzical surprise at his hostess. “Yes,” she laughed, coloring. "With three lumps of sugar in it Jes told me that whenever he was out with you, you drank chocolate syrup and sweet. I thought it was only girls who liked sweet, syrupy things.” “And do you always give people “Will You Sing It to M« Nowr what they like?” he asked, amused and oddly pleased. “I would like to," she retorted. “Then I would like Tery much to have you go to the theater with me, to-night.” “As you like,” she conceded, her heavy lashes sweeping her cheeks. The first step was made. For the next two weeks they saw each other frequently. Twice Stanton brought one of the Mercury cars and took Jes sica for sedate afternoon drives. Sev eral rainy days she gave him sweet chocolate and sat opposite him before the bright little hearth, listening or talking with the equable aunniness so like Floyd’s. Indeed, Stanton soon came to feel with her the sense ot companionship and certainty of being understood that he felt with her broth er-.- But he never was rough to Jee slca During that interval he did not med Floyd. Jes was busy thirty miles up the Hudson valley, at the Mercury factory, Jessica said, and as Stanton of course knew from his mechanician's own statement Only it impressed him cs rather strange that Floyd could not get away even once or twice to see his sister. Meanwhile the Cup race was ap proaching. On the last evening before Stanton went out to the Long Island course, he called on Jessica. “It is possible to come into New York, cf course.” he said to her. “But I shall stay out there until after the race. After that, after Floyd and I come back, shall I see as much of you? Or won’t you want me around when you have him ?” Startled, she met his eyes, then turned away hurriedly to the piano. “Jes and I do not tire of our friends,” she rebuked. “But beyond that, how can any one tell what will happen? We can just live our best every day and wait to see further. Sometimes things get twisted wrong.” “What is the matter? What is twist ed wrong. Miss Floyd?” She shook her head, smiling across her shoulders at him. “Nothing—nothing but me. Only I feel disgustingly gloomy to-night: as If Jes and I were very far apart. Never mind. I wish you all good luck and victory for the race.” “What was that song you were sing ing on the first day I came here?” he ashed irrelevantly. She hesitated, then struck a few chords upon the piano. “That?" “Yes. Will you sing it to me, now?” With her charming trick of prompt obedience, she at once seated herself at the Instrument. It was no ornate classic, no love song. that the velvet-and-gold contral to voice braided into Stanton’s mem ory, to be in the near future a torture more acute than physical pain and per sonal grief. “Oft, in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain hath bound me. Fond memory brings the light Of other days around me.” That was the Quaint stiff melody of fifty years before, that Jessica Floyd sung to Stanton before they parted. On reaching home, an hour later, Stanton found a letter awaiting him from the assistant manager. Green. It was dated from Long Island, and re minded him that the course would be open for the last day’s practice next morning during the early hours. “The car Is at last ready, and if you see Jes Floyd, tell him that we can not get along without him any longer," ran the concluding sentence. Stanton put down the letter, frown ing at It in irritated astonishment. Had not Floyd gone to prepare for the race, with Green and by his direct or der? How then could he, Stanton, know anything about his mechanician and why did not Green know every thing? Possibly Floyd had been kept at the Mercury factory; but In that case Green would surely have sent there for him. Instead of trusting to the faint chance of Stanton’s encoun tering him. Of course Floyd must be ready to go out for the delayed prac tice work next morning—Stanton rose Impatiently; of course he would be ready. A thought like a needleprick halted him when half-way across the room, a wild fancy. Could It he conceived credible that Valerie Carlisle did wish to prevent the Mercury car from rac ing. and. failing to reach the driver, might attempt to keep away the mech anician she knew to be so valuable? He recalled his own strange Illness on the eve of the Massachusetts race. On an impulse beyond restrain, he turned to his telephone: there would be some one to tell him of Floyd at the factory, for It was working night and day to fill 1ta orders. “Yes, 337 Frenehwood.” the thin voice finally came along the wire. “Yes, Mercury. Mr. Stanton? Wait.” The instrument roared vilely; he knew it was the din of the huge en gines he heard across thirty miles of distance. “Hello,” another voice took np, | through the drone. "Stanton? This is Mr. Bailey. What? Oh. why Floyd’s j gone on—“ there was a blank clicking “—to Long Island tonight.” was faint ly resumed. “He’ll be on his job when you need him. Stanton; go a bit easy on the poor kid. He isn't a machine.” Stanton exclaimed something ugly and hung up the receiver with a snap. ' Bailey was a fool, he mentally sneered. \ and Green was another, and he him- , self the third. As for Miss Carlisle, he had not seen or heard of her since the trip to Indiana. No more orchids and laurel. He smiled in sardonic re lief and went to open a window to the pungent October air. To-morrow he would see Floyd at the course and begin the work which intoxicated him as it does all those who once acquire j the fearless mastery of a car at high speeds and taste the strong excite ment of the racing game. He drew a breath of anticipated exhilaration; this was the ground where be and j Floyd stood closest in understanding ; and where Jessica could never come. But he wished that she had not looked so strangely grave and wistful, that evening. It troubled him. CHAPTER XL The Last Race. “Say, Floyd, got & spare Are ex tinguisher in your camp?” “I guess so,” called a gay rippling voice across the gray dawn mist “Just throw it into the next pit, then; Jack’s whistling again.” A tousled head appeared from the third in the row of repair pits. “Let Floyd alone, he’d rather hear me whistle than you talk," jeered the offender. “Besides, he’s working. Ia It true, Floyd, that you can make a worn-out tnxicah motor run like a new ! foreign engine? Some one told me so.” “Why, yea. Jack; but t haven’t any time to fix your car now,” came the sweet reply. “Come crank the Mer cury for me, one of you, I want to bear ber run.” One of the laughing mechanics ran forward," but paused as a tall figure advanced from the shadow of the To be continued ! Clear Creek Items Andy Coppersmith and Ed Fielding were Loup City visitors Friday. A few of the young people from this vicinity attended the party at Mr. Wash Peters Saturday evening. A dance was given at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Wash Hammond Sat urday. Mr. Lawrence Hayden spent Sun day at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Wash Peters. Mr. and Mrs. Hager and Mrs. Bur ger and children spent Sunday with Mr. aDd Mrs. Warren Edson. Mr. Emery Runyon, of Mason City was a visitor at the home of Mr. and Mrs. R. D. Adams Sunday. Mr. Frank Potter was kicked by a horse Friday evening and was badly hurt. Mr. Russell Adams made a flying trip to Mason City Sunday afternoon to meet train No. 39. Mr. and Mrs. O. A. Clark. Mr. Vir gil Weller and Mr. Jim Hager autoed to Hazard Sunday. Mr. Claud Stapleton commenced working for Walter Shutler Monday morning. A week of camping during the week of Sept. 1st to 6th offers an opportu nity for entire families to not only take a fine out door vacation but to see the greatest exposition ever held in Nebraska at the State Fairgrounds Lincoln. Tents, cots, tables, chairs, blankets and pillow s can be rented on the grounds. No charge is made for tenting space but each person over twelve years of age must have a season ticket which costs $2. Chil dren free. The attractions are the best ever offered at a Nebraska Fair and that is "going some" when we consider the splended program of last year. No progressive family should fail to attend. BASE BALL Sargent 7, Loup City 4 R H E Sargent 00110 2020 6 4 9 Loup City 0011 0 1100 4 5 9 Three base hits Burt: 2 base hits Prichard, Rowe: Struck out by Gilbert 5, Duryea 6: base on balls Gilbert 1, Duryea 1: Umpires, Charlton and Hall. Time 2:10. Ravenna. Loup City R A E Ravenna 1200 0 00 0 0 3 6 5 Loup City 10000 0 000 1 5 4 3 base hits. Hosek: 2 base hits Ho sek. Roberts: struck out by Strubble 12. Roberts 5: base on balls 1. Strub ble 0. Umpires M&ilory and Swanson. Sim 1:35. Ancients Used Glass Mirrors. That the ancicflts did not exclusive ly use mirrors of polished metal, as generally believed, has just been proved by the finding of a number of small glass mirrors in a graveyard at Laibach. Austria. They are said to date from the second or third cen tury. it ‘ I Iff A Full Line Of Druggists Sundries are always kept at this store. You will find that they are of the best quality and reliable in every way. Our Medicines are absolutely pure. With them we compound prescrip tions that represent accurate ly the physicians idea for the patient. For Sale By Swanson & Lofholm i For a Square Deal IN Real Estate And Insurance See J. W Dougal OFFICE OVER State Bank Building A Pew Political Ques> tion What party elected Woodrow Wil son governor of New Jersey? Was it the progressive Democratic • party, then hardly in its embryo, or was it the Democrats ot the old school? If the progressive democratic party really existed at the time of Woodrow Wilson's election, why is it that so few of them are found in congress? What lias been Woodrow Wilson's attitude toward tha straight demo crat party from a school teacher all along? On what ballot did the New York convention cast its entire vote for Woodrow Wilson at the Baltimore convention? Is it not nearlv impos sible to locate the New Yorkers in that convention, and that being the case, does it Out indicate that they steered clear of Bryanism until Bryan had picked out their very man (WT. Wilson) ana pledged himself to Wil son's support. whereupon the New Yorkers put in their vote somewhere (nobody knows when) all the time leaving Bryan to believe that he was running the Baltimore convention, is it not so? The reader thinks the proper an swers to these questions will relate the whole story of “The Progressive Democratic Party.” Reader. Thoreau to Longfellow. As I love nature, as I love singing birds, and gleaming stubble, and flow ing rivers, and morning, and evening, and summer, and winter. I love thee my friend. Harvest Festival Loup City, August 21-2-3 Greatest aggregation of free attrac tions ever assembled in this part of Uie country. Death defying feature act, twice each day. The great Ala bama Nine Jubilee singers, dancers, and entertainers. A bunch of cele brated acrobats and tumblers, noted for their skill and special line of en tertainments. Best of moving pic tures free every evening from 8:00 to 11:00 o'clock. There will be plenty of the best o! music furnished by the Loup City Cornet Band and other bands secured by the committee. Other free attractions too numerous to mention. All above attractions are absolutely free. Baseball at 2:30 p. m., each day, Rockville vs Loup City, Wednesday 21st, Ravenna vs Sargent, Thursday 22nd , Arcadia vs Ord, Friday 23rd. Special train from Grand Island August 22nd. Special auto train from Ord on Friday Au gust 23rd. Convenient train service from Sargent. Comstoek. Arcadia. Ashton, Rockville and Boelus every day. One continous round of pleasure. Big doins. Come! Sugar From Palms. Sugar of a superior quality is be | ing extracted front the sap of the ripa palm of the Philippines, and, if an in dustry should be developed, may add considerably to the world’s supply, j Hitherto an alcoholic beverage has been made from the sap. I Maybe never again dur ing your lifetime will there be such a time for newspaper reading. You want a paper that dares print the truth about things as they happen. The State Journal is that sort of a paper, and just as a trial offer will be maned to any ad= dress outside of Lincoln, both daily and Sunday from now until January 1, 1913, for only $150 Send in your order now and the paper will start at once. CUT THIS OUT STATE JOURNAL, LINCOLN, NEB. 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