I I ^ -- I •••_ t V-J*rnx ' Ira ' «4er» —-1 a Cnderwood. N. V. IM'» vu<4 head covering for opera ar.l theater wear with high peak ed < < » t- .■-«? of 'be aoTdtln for tht coming winter season This fcooJ - »*rv litti- *:.•! in addition ’"keeping the wearer warm, will keep t » » or trim r> tig a bo.’ When removed the hood can be stuffed in the ■Kill of COM pocket FCR SERVING TARTAR SAUCE Mca Put tuto Use Or Ore Hottest V'Cuid itt« to H«»e Many <*ood Points. A gi white cotton crepe This may be n.-npo hemmed or trimmed with ball h it «e For the dressers and bureaus Covers of fleece lined pique will be foetid very satisfactory This may I fa* into the required size and the € fg»-* tasttimholed an scallops Two »• ;> tf curtains and covers should be l pt tc Laud, one ia use and a clean se e beside* FOR YOUNG GIRL V-> Am effective tittle boose dress this I, sde is Nile green cashmere It has a Users' bodies? trimmed s swrt »Uh embroidered galloon whirl I* staled to #t; it i* also taken don la a *V zad trim* sleeves sad form: The skirt t« eased to this Material* r-v}a:r-J 2b« yards cash bet* 44 •orb'd vide. 2‘* yards gal hos. Hi doses hatloas Vopos of Black Satm. 'rVrt is n> sign of black satin ga leg oat of taaluob The govas u black salts possess a fascioaUoi which is sot «vuM In fancy silks 3tor is this fabric too somber, for 1 m«I he rtlend hr vhMe lace or m»r lies re Iso-inch bands at «Ul* moos sseioe. |tu4wi»| aa effect of sin 11 4y that is very appealing Rad is Worm Is»» red shades are coming more u ft" iroad than vu anticipated ttrlle la the stance PROPER DEGREE OF NEGLECT So-retime* Hard. Even for the Wisest Mother, to Know When to Draw the Line. ' Wholesome' neglect is about the h-st kind of care a child can receive,” ehe said. "And my children have all had plenty of it!” The other mother was so impressed by the words cf the mother of seven healthy children that she actually be gan to practice a little bit of “whole i neglect with her own ewe lamb Oce lay the little girl came running o h'-r with a cut finger Formerly that mother would have called in a an to bind up the cut. But hav ng decided to make use of “whole some” neglect, she merely took out n-r handkerchief, wrapped it around 'be childs finger, dried her tears, and told her to run back and play. The mother of the seven children happened to be prssent. When the little girl had run away she said to the other mother. “That is a very dan gerons way to treat a cut. Do you usually follow that practice?” -v^." replied the other mother; “I j usually send for the doctor. But I am following your example, and using wholesome* neglect." The other mother meditated a mo ment. and then she said. “It is not necessary. J think, to call in a doctor ! when a child cuts her finger; but to bind it up with a handkerchief that has been carried even for a few hours, exposed to dust, and not to cleanse the finger thoroughly before binding it up at all. seems to me. if I may say so. to be not -wholesome' but “un wholesome' neglect. So many per sona." she went on. "confuse whole some' with unwholesome' neglect. I don't blame them at all; It is hard »-**>* to know the one from the other!”—Home Progressive Magazine. Return of the Tiny Hat. :■ the tiny hat coming back again? This is the question that many wo men are asking themselves at pres j ent and w hich might already be said , To have been answered in the affirm a I five. It is a tong time since we have really g^rea the tiny hat a chance of impress.:,r its good qualities upon us. Nevertheless. it certainly has its pros as well as its cons The absence of any soft shade which deepens the tone j of the eyes and %oftens hard lines and unsightly crews' feet, is one of the latrer; but, on the other hand, the minute hat which sets well down on the head can be so fixed and arranged ".at i- wl!l retain its place even in a high wind, and is undeniably more comfortable than the large model. __ Feather Toque*. !t seems as though a hat made of j Mahers should be light, and so the plcmsge toques are in actual weight; but they have a heavy look, thanks to 'heir compactness, and this is not be i coming Nevertheless they will be | »‘*T fashionable up till Christmas. , and are already obtainable in many >lors and shapes. Very few of them ha.e brims, but nearly all belong to tb. saucepan, the pudding basin or the oca! scuttle persuasion. Their only trimming is in nearly every case a little knot of brilliant feathers at the side, culled from a tropic bird. i Artistic Merits of Chiffon. In no material can be obtain better L color results than In real chiffon. The wide choice of shades in this ethereal material transcends that provided by - J any other fabric. in the revival of historical and pic j taresque models we are greatly aided by rhe compliant softness of modern ► fabrics, which lend themselves to the r c raping so much in vogue with every kind of gown. SYNOPSIS. The scene at the opening of the story is laid in the library of an old worn - ut southern plantation, known as the Bar ony. The place is to be sold, and its history and that of the owners, th* (Juintards. is the subject of discussion b. Jonathan Crenshaw, a business man. a stranger known as Bladen, and Bob Yancy. a farmer, when Hannibal Wayne Hazard, a mysterious child of the old southern family, makes his appearance. Yancy tells how he adopted the boy. Na thaniel Ferris buys the Barony, but the Quintards deny any knowledge of the boy. Y'ancy to keep Hannibal. Captain Murrell, a friend of the vjuintards. ap pears and asks questions about the Bar ony. Trouble at Scratch Hill, when Han nibal is kidnaped by Dave Blount. Cap tain Murrell's agent. Y'ancy overtakes Blount, gives him a thrashing and secures the boy. Y'ancy appears before Squire Balaam, and Is discharged with cost* for the plaintiff. Betty Malroy. a friend of the Ferrises, has an encounter with Cap tain Murrell, who forces his attentions on her. and is rescued by Bruce Carington. Betty sets out for her Tennessee home, j Carrington takes the same stage. Yancy j and Hannibal disappear, with Murrell on ; their trail. Hannibal arrives at the home of Judge Slocum Price. The Judge recog nizes in the boy. the grandson of an old time friend. Murrell arrives at Judge's home. Cavendisn faintly on raft rescue Y'ancy. who is apparently dead. Price breaks jail Betty and Carrington arrive at Belle Plain. Hannibal's rifle discloses some startling things to the judge. Han nibal and Betty meet again. Murrell ar rives in Belle Plain. Is playing for big stakes. Yancy awakes from long dream less sleep on board the raft. Judge Price makes startling discoveries In looking up land titles. Charley Norton, a young planter, who assists the Judge. Is mys teriously assaulted. Norton Informs Car rington that Betty has promised to marry him. Norton Is mysteriously shot. More Ught on Murrell s plot. He pians upris ing of negroes. Judge Price, with Hanni bal. visits Betty, and she keeps the boy as a companion. In a stroll Betty takes with Hannibal they meet Bess Hicks, daughter of the overseer, who warns Betty of danger and counsels her to leave Belle Plain at once. Betty, terri fied. acts on Bess' advice, and on their way their carriage is stopped by Slosson the tavern keeper, and a confederate, and Betty and Hannibal are made prisoners. The pair are taken to Hicks' cabin, in an almost inaccessible spot, and there Mur ! rell visits Betty and reveals his part in the plot and his object. Betty spurns his proffered love and the interview is ended by the arrival of Ware, terrified at possible outcome of the crime. Judge Price, hearing of the abduction, plans ac tion. The Judge takes charge of the situation, and search for the missing ones Is instituted. Carrington visits the judge 1 and allies are discovered. Judge Price I visits Colonel Fentress, where he meets Y'ancy and Cavendish. Becoming enraged. Price dashes a glass of whisky into the colonel's face and a duel is arranged. Mur i rell is arrested for negro stealing and liis bubble bursts. The Judge and Mahaffy discuss the coming duel. CHAPTER XXVII.—(Continued.) He waited now for the night to come, and to him the sun seemed hied in the heavens. At Belie Plain Tom Ware was watching tt with a shuddering sense of the swiftness of its flight But at last the tops of the tall trees obscured it; it sank quickly then and blazed a ball of fire beyond the Arkansas coast, while its dying glory spread aslant the heavens, turn ing the flanks of the gray clouds to violet and purple and gold. With the first approach of darkness Carrington made his way to the shed. Hidden in the shadow he paused to listen, and fancied he heard difficult breathing from within. The door ’ creaked hideously on its wooden binges when he pushed it open, but as it swung back the last remnant of the day's light showed him some dark object lying prone on the dirt floor. He reached down and his hand rested on a man's booted foot. "George—” Carrington spoke softly, but the man on the floor gave no sign that he heard, and Carrington's ques tioning touch stealing higher he found that George—if it were George—was lying on his side with his arms and : legs securely bound. Thinking he slept, the Kentuckian shook him gent ly to arouse him. “George?” he repeated, still bend ing above him. This time an inartic ulate murmur answered him. At the j same instant the woolly head of the negro came under bis fingers and he discovered the reason of his silence, j He was as securely gagged as be was bound. •'Listen. George—tfs Carrington—1 ! am going to take off this gag. but don't speak above a whisper—they i may hear us!" And he cut the cords i that held the gag in place. "How yo' get here. Mas’r Catng ton?” asked the negro guardedly, as the gag fell away. “Around the head of the bayou." “Lawd!" exclaimed George, In a tone of wonder. “Where's Miss Betty?” "She's In the cabin yonder—fo' the love of God, cut these here other ropes with yo' knife, Mas'r Caington —I'm perlshln' with 'em!" Carring ton did as he asked, and groaning. George sat erect. "I'm like 1 was gone to sleep all over.” he said. “You’ll ieel better In a moment. Tell me about Miss Malroy?" j “They done fetched us here last night. I was drivln' Missy Into Ral eigh—her and young Mas'r Hazard— when fo’ men stop us in the road." "Who were they, do you know?” asked Carrington. "Lawd—what’s that?” Carrington, knife in hand, swung about on his heel. A lantern’s light Cashed suddenly In bis face and Bess Hicks, with a low startled cry break ing from ber lips, paused In the door way. Springing forward, Carrington seized her by the wrist. “Hush!" he grimly warned. “What are you doin’ here?” demand ed the girl, as she endeavored to shake off his hand, but Carrington drew her Into tbe sbed. and closing tbe door. Fet bis back against It. There was a brief silence during which Bess re garded the Kentuckian with a kind of , , I PRODIGAL JUDGE \By Vaughan Kester. /LUSTQvrrars By LlMelyju f vwwf r&r r«.vw Com*** He Was as Securely Gagged as He Was Bound. stolid fearlessness. She was the first to speak. “I reckon you-all have come after Miss Malroy," she observed quietly. “Then you reckon right," answered Carrington. The girl studied nun from her level brows. “And you-all think you can take her away from here,” she speculated. “I ain't afraid of yo’ kniie—you-all might use it fast enough on a man. but not on me. I'll help you." she added. Carrington gave her an in credulous giance. “You don't believe me? That would fetch our men up from the keel boat. No—yo-all’s knife wouldn't stop me!” “Don't be too sure of that." said Carrington sternly. The girl met the menace of his words with soft, full throated laughter. “Why. yo- hand's shakin' now, Mr. Carrington!” 1 UU RUUW UiC . "Yes. I seen you once at Boggs'." She made an impatient movement. “You can't do nothing against them fo’ men unless I help you. Miss Mal roy's to go down river tonight; they're only waiting fo' a pilot—you all's got to act quick!" Carrington hesitated. “Why do you want Miss Malroy to escape?" he said. The girl's mood changed abruptly. “I reckon that's a private matter. Ain't it enough fo’ you-all to know that 1 do? I'm showing how it can be done. Them four men on the keel boat are strangers in these parts, they're waiting fo' a pilot, but they don't ^now who he'll be. I've beard you-all was a river-man; what's to hinder yo' taking the pilot’s place? Looks like yo' was willing to risk yo' life fo' Miss Malroy or you wouldn't be here." "I'm ready," said Carrington, his hand on. the door. “No. you ain't—Jest yet," interposed the girl hastily. “Listen to me hrst. They’s a Uugout tied up bout a hun dred yards above the keel boat; you must get that to cross in to the other side of the bayou, then when yo're ready to come back yo’re to whistle three times—it's the signal we're ex pecting—and I'll row across fo’ you In one of the skiffs." “Can you see Miss Malroy in the meantime?" “If I want to, they’s nothin’ to hin der me," responded Bess sullenly. -Tsii her then—" began Carring ton, but Bess interrupted him. “I know what yo' want She ain't to cry out or nothin' when she sees you-all. I got sense enough fo' that." Carrington looked at her curiously. "This may be a serious business for your people.- he said significantly. ' and watched her narrowly. “And you-all may get killed. I reck in if yo' want to do anything bad enough you don't mind much what comes after,” she answered with a bard little laugh, as she went from ; the shed. "Come!” said Carrington to the ne gro. when he had seen the cabin door ! close on Bess and her lantern; and they stole across the clearing. Keach : ing the bayou side they began a noise less search for the dugout. which they quickly found, and Carrington turned | to George. "Can you swim?” he i asked. "Yes. Mas'r.” 'Then go down into the water and drag the canoe farther along the shore —and for God's sake, no sound!” he cautioned. They placed a second hundred yards betwen themselves and the keel boat in this manner, then he had | George bring the dug-out to the bank, and they embarked. Keeping within the shadow of the trees that fringed the shore, Carrington paddled silent | ly about the bead of the bayou. "George,” he at length said, bend ing toward the negro; “my horse is i tied in the woods on the right-hand | side of the road just where you were taken from the carriage last night— you can be at Beile Plain inside of an hour.” "Look here. Mas'r Caington. those folks yonder is kin to Boss Hicks. If he gets his hand on me first don’t you reckon he'll stop my mouth? I been here heaps of times fotchinj let ters fo’ Mas'r Tom." added Georgs. “Who were the letters for?” asked the Kentuckian, greatly surprised. •They was fo- that Captain Murrell: seems like him and Mas'r Tom was mixed up in a sight of business" "When was this—recently?” in quired Carrington. He was turning over this astonishing statement of the slave over in his mind. ; “Well, no, Mas'r; seems like they ain't so thick here recently.” “I reckon you'd better keep away from the big house yet a while,” said Carrington. "Instead of going there, stop at the Belle Plain landing. You U find a raft tied up to the shore; it be longs to a man named Cavendish. Tell him what you know—that I've found l Miss Malroy and the boy; tell him to I cast off and drift down nere. I'll run the keel boat aground the first chance 1 get, so tell him to keep a sharp lookout-" CHAPTER XXVIII. " The Keel Boat. A few minutes later they had sepa rated, George to hurry away In search of the horse, and Carrington to pass hack along tbe shore until be gained a point opposite the clearing. He whistled shrilly three times, and after an interval of waiting heard the I splash of oars and presently saw a I skiff steal out of the gloom. "Who's there?" It was Bess who asked the question. "Carrington." he answered. “Lucky you ain't met the other man!" she said as she swept her skill | alongside the bank. "Lucky for him, you mean, i'll take tbe oars," added Carrington, as ne entered the skiff. Slowly the clearing lifted out of the darkness, then the keel boat became distinguishable; and Carrington checked the skiff by a backward stroke of the oars ‘‘Hello!” he called. There was no immediate answer to his hail, and he called again as he sent the skiff forward. “What do you want?” asked a surly voice. "Yon want Slosson!" quickly prompted the girl in a whisper. "I want to see Slosson!" said Car rington glibly and with confidence. “Who be you?" “Murrell sent you.” prompted the giri again, in a hurried whisper. "Murrell—" And in his astonish ment Carrington spoke aloud. ■'Murrell?" cried the Toice sharply. “—sent me!" said Carrington quick ly. as though completing an unfin ished sentence. The giri laughed nerv ously under her breath. "Row closter!” came the sullen command, and the Kentuckian did as he was bidden. Four men stood in the bow of the keel boat, a lantern was raised aloft and by its light they looked him over. There was a mo ment's silence broken by Carrington, who asked: "Which one of yoq Is Slosson?" “I'm Slosson." answered the man with the lantern. The previous night Mr. Slosson had been somewhat un der the enlivening and elevating in fluence of corn whisky, but now he was his own cheerless self, and rath er jaded by the passing of the hours which he had sacrificed to an irk some responsibility. "What word do you fetch from the captain, brotner?" he demanded. "Miss Malroy is to be taken down river," responded Carrington. Slosson swore with surpassing flu ency. |«ja» , "V * ^ ^ — risking our necks to oblige him! iou can get married a damn sight easier than this if you go about it right—l ve done it lots of times “ Not under i standing the significance of Slosson s j allusion to his own matrimonial ca reer, Carrington held his peace The i tavern-keeper swore again with un [ impaired vigor. “You'll find mightj 1 few men with more experience than ‘ me.” he asserted.^shaking his head. | "But it you say tSe word—” "I'm all for getting shut of this!” . answered Carrington promptly, with j a sweep of his arm. “1 call these | pretty close quarters!" Still shaking his head and mutter ! ing, the tavern-keeper sprang ashore , and mounted the bank, where his slouching figure quickly lost itself in the night Carrington took up his stavioi <■* the flat root of the cabin which filled i the stern of the boat “If I'd only pushed my quarrel with him!” he thought bitterly. He heard Slosson’s shuffling step in the distance, a word or two when be spoke gruffly to some one. and a mo ment later he saw Betty and the boy, their forms darkly silhouetted against the lighter sky as they moved along the top of the bank. Slosson. witn out any superfluous gallantry, helped his captives down the slope and aboard the keel boat where he locked them in the cabin, the door of which fastened with a hasp and wooden peg. “You're boss now. pardner!" he said, joining Carrington at the steer ing oar. I “We'U cast oft then.” answered Carrington Thus far nothing had occurred to > mar his plans. If they could but quit the bayou before the arrival of the man whose place he had taken the rest would be. if not easy of accom plishment. at least within the realm of the possible, ^ “1 reckon you're a river-man?" ob served Slosson. “All my life" The line had been cast off. and the crew with their setting poles were forcing the boat away from the bank. AH was quietly done; except lor an occasions’ order from Carrington no word was spoken, and soon the un wieldy craft glided into the sluggish current and gathered way. Mr Sles sen. who clearly regarded hts relation to the adventure as being of an offl cia! 'character, continued .to stand at j Carrington's elbow. (TO BE CONVINCED-! Overwork Is Great Folly | Words of Two Prominent Men That Should be Considered by Every Busy Person. Woman can rail at the folly of jverwork and she gets scant beed. Here is what two prominent men have to say about it. Whether they prae j tice as they preach is best known to themselves, but the sentiment is all : right. Chauncey Depew has said: T do not j believe in overwork, and the body can : not endure it.” Kirkham, is his “Recources,” writes: ! nf we do not play enough It is be S cause we are overfond of business and because the modem ideal is, not a well-rounded man of elevated mind, healthy body and divers resources, but a ftch man, a man of property—oi one resource only. Another reason is. piay implies leisure, and leisure is the cardinal heresy against the religion of trade, the dogma of business The orthodox view is a life of constant el Xjit, followed by retirement and rest The fruit of that doctrine is a host of prematurely old men. synical, dyspep tic, nervously depleted, without re sources, but with money; that is to ; say, dead men." If Instead of nagging, the worrying wife or mother has those two para graphs stuck In the mirror of the man whos° overwork is rankest folly, she may make an impression before the overstrain has earned its sure penalty of a bad breakdown. Removal of Tattooing. Until the present time it was thought that tattooing on the skin was of a permanent character, but it is said that a French army officer haa discovered a process which, if care fully followed, will take these marks | from the flesh so effectually that they 1 cannot be detected by any means what- J ever The process consists of first rubbing the skin until s thin layer of the surface is won away, then apply tag a mixture of lime, slaked Just be fore use. and powdered phosphorus The tatooed part haring been coated with this paste, a piece of gauze is laid over it, covered with a bandage. The dressing is removed after 4$ hours. The scab is allowed to dry in the air. and comes away in about a fortnight, without leaving a scar. If any trace of the tattooing thee re mains. the treatment t repeated The discoverer claims to have applied this treatment in a great many cases with perfect success. Bas-Reliefs of the Stone Age. Some large bas-reliefs daring from the Stone Age have Just been dia covered at Lanosel. in the French prov ince of Dordogne. They are scu.p tared on the rock of a shallow grot to. and solely represent animals It is thought that the primitive sculptors probably refrained from introducing the human figure in art by a tabu similar to the present Mohameian tabu on such representation The animals shown in the reliefs are rein deer. oxen, bisons. and a huge horse of prehistoric dimensions. ■ Not the Real Thing. From a city apartment little Jack was going ior the first time to spend Christmas at his grandfather’s farm. As he ran ap the steps of the oid house his grandmother caught him uu , in her arms and put him down, rosy and laughing, hetore the great log fire in the living room -isn’t that fine. Jackie. boy?- she said "You don’t have big log fires like that In New York, do youT" Tbe boy looked witn wide-eyed de : light at the huge logs as they mazed ; and crackled in the generous old ttie i place, but be was stancbiy ioyai to i his “six rooms and bath." “it's nice, grandma, but it’s only an imitation gas log. isn’t it? IAe have reai ones lb my house '—Lippiacou » Less Poetic. As I was walking along the s’feet ! 1 saw a little giri who usually inter ested me. and i said to her: “What a \ bnght little girl you are; 1 can Just ■ see the sunbeams playing all j»er ! your face." She looked up laughing 'and said “Hum! My mamma calls i tuose freckles.'—Exchaaa*. A Sick Man / ess~--- * ~ Writes Dr. Hart man About Kidney Disease. A gentleman writes me: "I was greatly in terested in your article describ ing the Kauff man case of serious disease of the kidneys. The description of his case ex actly outlines my condition. I am sure if Pe S. B. Haitman, M. D. rUna CUfed hl® as yor. say. It would cure me also. I am losing flesh rapidly and the doctors say I have every symptom of Bright's dis ease of the kidneys. If you think I would be benefited by Peruna I will certainly try some as the doctors have practically given me up, the same as ! they did him.” In reply I wish to say. first, that I never make any promises as to what Peruna will cure. No physician can make positive statements of that sort. I can say this much, however, if I were in your place I should certainly . - r give Peruna a trial. I know of no j other remedy that would be so likely I to be of use to you in your present ! condition as Peruna. Take a table spoonful before each meal and at bed | time. Continue this for two or three weeks and then if there is anything you wish to ask me further write me and I will give your letter prompt at tention. If I find that the Peruna is not helping you I will be perfectly frank and tell you so. for I would not have you take Peruna unless it was really helping you. But it has rescued so many cases of kidney disease that I am Quite confident you will find It ex actly suited to your case. Kidney disease begins with catarrh of the kidneys. Peruna is a catarrh remedy. Unless the destruction of the kidneys is already too great Peruna relieves the catarrh and the cause of the kidney disease is removed. I shall anxiously await a report of your case. Remembdr, all letters are sacredly confidential. I never use any one's name or address without his written consent. My correspondence Is absolutely private. Pe-ru-na. Man-a-lin and La-cu-pia i manufactured by the Pe-ru-na com 1 pany, Columbus, Ohio. Sold at all drag stores. SPECIAL NOTICE.—Many persons Inquire \ for The OM-time Peruna. They want the \ Peruna that their Fathers and Mothers used \ to take. The oid Peruna Is now caiied Ka tarao. If your drngrpist or dealer does not keep it for sn:# write the Katarno Company, Columbus, Ohio, and they wiU tell you all about it. 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