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j JOHN BKECK MIDGE ELLIS
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Fran arrives at Hamilton Gregory’s
home in LUtleburg. but finds him absent
conducting the choir at a camp meeting
She repairs thither In search of him'
laughs during the service and is asked to
leave. Abbott Ashton, superintendent of
schools, escorts Fran from the tent He
tells her Gregory is a wealthy man.
deeply irteiested In charity work, and a
pillar of the church. Ashton becomes
greatly interested in Fran and while tak
ing leave of her. holds her hand and is
seen by Sapphira Clinton, sister of Rob
ert Clinton, Chairman of the school board.
Kran tells Gregory she wants a home
with him. Grace Noir. Gregory's private
secretary, takes a violent dislike to Fran
and advises her to go away at once.
Kran hints at a twenty-year-old secret,
and Gregory in agitation asks Grace to
leave the room. Fran relates the story
wf how Gregory married a young girl at
Springfield while attending college and
then deserted her. K ran is the child of
that marriage. Gregory ha'd married his
present wife three years before the death
of Fran's mother. Fran takes a liking to
Mrs. Gregory Gregory explains that
Kran is the daughter of a very dear friend
who is dead. Fran agrees to tire story.
Mrs. Gregory insists on her making her
home with them and takes her to her
arms. Fran declares the secretary must
go. Grace begins nagging tactics' in an
effort to drive Fran from the Gregory
home. Abbott, while taking a walk alone
it midnight, finds Fran on a bridge tell
ing her fortune by cards. She tells Ab
bott that she is the famous lion tamer.
Kran Nonpareil. She tired of circus life
and sought a homo. Grace tells of see
ing Fran come home after midnight with
a man. She guesses part of the story
and surprises the rest trom Abbott. She
decides to ask Boh Clinton to go to
Springfield to Investigate Fran's storv.
Kran enlists Abbott in her battle against
Grace. Fran offers her services to Greg
ory as secretary during the temporary
absence of Grace. The latter, hearing of
Fran's purpose, returns and interrupts a
touching scene between father anil
daughter. Grace tells Gregory she in
lends to marry Clinton and quit his serv
ice. He declares that lie eanr.ot continue
h's work without her. I 'a Tried awai by
passion, lie takes her in his arms. Fran
walks in on them, and declares that
Grace must leave the house at once. To
Gregory's consternation he learns of
Flinton's mission to Snrinefleld. Clinton
returns from Springfield and. at Fran's re
quest. Ashton urgest him not to disclose
what he has learned.
CHAPTER XVII.—Continued.
It was impossible for Abbott to re
ceive all this as a whole; he took up
the revelations one at a time. "Is it
possible that Fran is Mr. Gregory's
daughter?”
"Oh. she's his. all right, only child
of his only legal wife—that's why she
tame, thinking her father would do
the right thing, him that’s always
praying to be guided aright, and balk
ing whenever the halter's pulled
straight.”
"Then," Abbott stammered, "Mrs.
Gregory is . . .”
“Yap; *is with a question mark. But
there’s one thing she isn't; she isn’t
the legal wife of this pirate what’s
always a-preying upon the consciences
of folks that thinks they're worse than
him.”
"As for Mr. Gregory," Abbott began
sternly—
Robert pursued the name with h
vigorous expletive, and growled. “One
w x
*'ls It Possible That Fran Is Mr.
Gregory's Daughter?”
thing, Mr. Gregory has done for me,
he’s opened the flood-gates that have
been so long dammed—yes, I say
dammed—I say—’’
'Bob,” Abbott exclaimed, ‘‘don't you
understand Fran's object in keeping
the secret? It’s on account of Mrs.
Gregory. If she finds it out—that she s
not legally married—don’t you see?
Of course it would be .to Fran s in
terests—bless her heart! What a
what a Nonpareil!”
• 'Tatn't natural,” returned Clinton,
“for any girl to consult the Interests
of a woman that’s supplanted her
mother. No, Fran’s afraid to have it
told for fear she’d be injured by your
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cut-glass paragon, your religion-stuffed
pillow that calls itself a man.”
“Fran afraid? That’s a joke! I tell
you, she's thinking only of Mr. Greg
ory.”
I m sorry for Mrs. Gregory," Rob
ert allowed, “but Grace Noir is more
to me than any other woman on earth.
You don’t see the point. When 1 think
°l a Sirl like Grace Noir living under
the same roof with that—that—"
^ Mr. Gregory,” Abbott supplied.
And she so pure, so high, so much
above us. . . . it makes me crazy.
And all the time she’s been breathing
the same air, she’s thought him a
Moses in the Wilderness, and us noth
ing but the sticks. Think of her be
lieving in that jelly pulp, that steel
engraving in a Family Bible! No. I
mean to open her eyes, and get her
out of his spider’s web.”
“I see your point of view.”
"\o\i do if you have eyes. Think
of that perfect angel—but just say
Grace Noir and you’ve called 3l! the
virtues. And her in his house!—”
“lou still believe in angels?” in
quired Abbott gravely.
“Yap; and devils with long sort-of
curly hair, and pretty womanish faces,
and voices like molasses."
“But Fran wants Mrs. Gregory
spared—”
"Abbott, when I think of Grace Noir
spending one more night under the
roof of that burrowing mole, that croc
odile with tears in his eyes and the
rest of him nothing but bone and
gristle—”
hod, u 1 assure you that Miss
Noir will never spend another day
under his roof, will you agree to
keep this discovery to yourself?”
“You can't make no such assurance.
If she ain’t put wise to what branch
of the animal kingdom he twigs to,
she’ll not leave his roof.”
"Bob, if Ehe leaves that house in the
morning, for ever, won't you agree to
silence, for Mrs. Gregory’s sake—and
because Fran asks it?”
"Fran’s another angel, bless her
heart! But you can’t work it.”
"Leave it to me, Bob. I’ll be guided
by the spur of the moment.”
“I need a bookkeeper at my store,”
Robert said, ruminating.
“I promise you that Miss Noir will
soon be open to offers.”
“See here, Abbott, I can’t afford to
lose any chances on this thing. I’m
going to see the feathers fly. No—I
UUil L want iUl D. CfeU! j IU icaiu nuuui
it, any more than you or Fran; but
I’ll limit the thing to Grace—”
‘‘She’d tell Mrs. Gregory.”
"Don’t you say anything against
Grace Noir, Abbott, for though you are
my friend—”
“I say nothing against her; I say
only that she's a woman.”
“Well,” Clinton reluctantly agreed,
“I reckon she is. I’ll tell you what
I’ll do. I'll go with you into that
wolf’s den, and I’ll let you do all the
talking; and if you can manage things
in half an hour—just thirty minutes
by my watch—so that Grace leaves
there tomorrow, I’ll leave you to steer
things, and it's mum for keeps. But
I’m going to be present, though I
don’t want to say one word to that—
that—But if he don’t crawl out of his
wool far enough to suit the purpose,
in short, if he don’t cave, and in half
an hour—”
"Half an hour will do the business,”
said Abbott stoutly. “Come!”
"Be sure to call for Mr. Gregory by
himself,” said Robert, as they walked
swiftly back to the Gregory residence.
“If Grace comes into the room while
we’re talking, or Mrs. Gregory—”
“If they do,” Abbott said quickly,
“you are not to utter one word, not
one. about Springfield—you under
stand? It’s a bargain, and I shall hold
you to your word of honor.”
"For half an hour I won’t say a
word,” Clinton declared, “unless it’s
some word just drawn out of my bo
som by the sight of that villain.
Come!”
CHAPTER XVIII,
Just Thirty Minutes.
During the week spent by Robert
Clinton in search of Fran’s life-secret,
a consciousness of his absence and its
cause was like a hot iron branding
Gregory’s brain. What a mocking fa
tality, that it should have been Grace
to send Robert on his terrible errand—
an errand which must result in ruin!
Mrs. Gregory would be pitied when
it became known how she had been de
ceived; Fran would be pitied because
she was a disowned daughter; Grace
would be pitied for trusting in the in
tegrity of her employer—but Gregory,
who of all men needed pity most,
would be utterly despised. He did not
think of himself alone, but of his works
of charity—they, too, would fall, in his
disgrace, and Walnut Street church—
even religion itself—would be dis
credited because of an exposure that
could avail nothing.
Gregory had been too long proclaim
ing the living God not to feel Him as
a Presence, and in this Presence he
felt a shuddering fear that could sug
gest no relief but propitiation. Tie as
well as Abbott Ashton had kept him
self informed of Robert’s movements
as far as they were known to Miss
Sapphira, hence the day of Robert’s
return found his thought of atonement
at its most frenzied stage.
As evening wore on, he made up his
mind to the fatal step.
Before Robert could oppose him.
Gregory would confess. Now that
the last hour had come, he sought his
wife, reeling like a sick man as he
descended the hall stairs.
Mrs. Gregory was softly playing an
old hymn, when he discovered her
presence in the brilliantly lighted par
lor. Grace was expecting a visit from
Clinton and had made the room cheer
ful for his coming, and Mrs. Gregory,
looking in and finding no one present,
had sunk upon the stool before the
piano. She did not see^her husband,
for her face was bent low as she feel
ingly played, "I Need Thee Every
Hour.”
Gregory, well-nigh overwhelmed
with the realization of what he meant
to do, grasped the door for support.
Presently he spoke, brokenly, “Lucy,
how true that is—we do, indeed, need
Him every hour.”
She did not start at his voice, though
his presence had been unsuspected.
She raised her serious eyes, and ob
served his haggard face. “Mr. Greg
ory, you are ill.”
“No—the light hurts my eyes.” He
turned off the lights and drew- a chair
near her. The room was partly re
vealed by an electric arc that swung
at the street corner—its mellowed
beams entered the open window.
"Lucy, I have something very impor
tant to say to you.”
Her fingers continued to wander
among the keys, making the hymn
barely audible, then letting it die
away, only to be revived.
“Lucy, I have never spoken of this
before, but it has seemed to me for
a long time that we have wandered
rather far apart—yes, very far apart.
We sit close together, alone, our hands
could touch, but our souls live in dif
way?”
She ceased playing abruptly, and
ferent worlds. Do you ever feel that
answered almost in a whisper, “Yes.”
“Perhaps it is my fault,” said Greg
ory, “although I know that if you had
taken more interest in what interests
me, if you had been true to the Faith
as I have tried to be—”
“I have been true to you,” said Mrs.
Gregory.
“Of course—of course—there is no
question of our being true to each
other. I feel that I am not wholly to
blame. Lucy, it has been my fault
and it has been your fault—that is
how I look at it.”
There was silence, then she said,
“There seems nothing to be done."
“How do you mean? You speak as
if our love were dead and buried—”
She rose abruptly, saying, “And its
grave unmarked.”
“Sit down, Lucy—I haven’t told you
what I came to tell—you must listen
and try to see it as I see it. Let us
be reasonable and discuss the future
in a—in a sensible and matter-of-tact
way. If you will agree—”
"I will not agree to it,” she answered
firmly. "Let me go, Mr. Gregory,
there is no need ever to bring up that
subject.”
He had risen, and now in blank
amazement, he stared at her, repeat
ing, "You will not agree to it? To
wbat? You are unreasonable. What
subject have I brought up?"
“It is very true that we have drifted
too far apart to be as we were in the
beginning. But there is still some
thing left to me. and this something I
shall cling to as long as I can. I mean
to avoid the publicity, the open expos
ure. the shame of—of—a neglected
wife.”
"My God!” whispered Gregory, fall
ing back, "then somebody has told you
about Springfield—it was Fran!”
"I don't know what you mean,” she
returned, apparently without emotion.
"What I mean is, that I shall never
consent to a divorce."
“A divorce? Good heavens, Lucy,
are you mad? Do you think I want
a separation because you disown the
church? What have 1 ever done to
make you imagine such an absurdity?”
She answered gently, "Yes. it seems
I misunderstood. But you said you
wanted me to discuss the future in a
matter-of-fact way, and I couldn’t
think of the future as having any other
matter-of-fact solution.”
Gregory was hotly indignant. "Lucy,
if that is meant as an insinuation
against—”
.Mrs. uregory raisea ner nana eom
pellingly. “Do not speak any name,”
she said, looking at him steadily. ”1
can endure much.” she went on, in a
milder tone, finding him silent; “I
often wonder if many women could en
dure as silently—but there must never
be a name mentioned between us.’
Her manner was so unwontedlv
final, that he stood looking at her, not
knowing how to resume the pressing
subject of his past. They were in that
same silent attitude when Grace Noir
came in from the hall.
Grace turned up the lights, and then
—"Oh!” It was impossible to prevent
an unpleasant compression of the
mouth at discovering Gregory so near
his wife. "Am I In the way? I am
looking for company, and I heard the
doorbell—please excuse me!” she add
ed. biting off the words.
“Of course you are not in the way,”
Gregory returned desperately. “Com
pany. you say? And you heard the
doorbell—is Bob Clinton—” He grew
whlte. “My eyes are bad, for some
reason,” he muttered, and switched off
the lights again.
“How very dark you have It in
here!” said Grace reprovingly. "Of
course Mr. Clinton has been shown
the back-parlor, where it is light. I
will go to him there, and leave you
two—” she paused irresolutely, but
neuner spose.
Grace had no sooner gone than Greg
ory with an effort found his voice.
“Lucy, my conscience has tormented
me until it will not let me rest—about
you. It’s right to know something
more about my life than I have ever
told—”
“Right in there,” said the maid’s
voice, from the hall, and Abbott Ash
ton and Robert Clinton entered the
half-light.
While Robert was greeting Mrs.
Gregory with exaggerated pleasure, in
order to escape facing her husband,
Abbott spoke to the other with an odd
sense of meanness, as if he partook,
by mere nearness, of the other's cow
ardice. "I wish to speak to you for
a few minutes, Mr. Gregory.”
Gregory, like an animal brought to
bay, said, “I suppose you’ve some ex
cuse about playing cards with Fran.”
"More important than playing
cards,” Abbott returned.
Gregory fought off the inevitable:
"If you refer to losing your position
at the public school—”
"No, Clinton has come home from
Springfield, and we have a matter—”
“It’s pressing business,” spoke up
Robert, who all this time had been
asking Mrs. Gregory if her mother waa
well, if Simon Jefferson was no worse,
if Fran was hearty, if Grace Noir was
at home—“and private business.”
“I have no business,” Mr. Gregory
exclaimed, in fear, "that my wife need
not know.”
"This is—” cried Robert. Then re
membering, he struck the keys a re
sounding chord.
Mrs. Gregory was about to leave
the room.
"No, no!” exclaimed Mr. Gregory,
starting to the door to intercept her,
‘‘I want you to stay. I'll have no se
crets from you, Lucy. I want you to
hear what these gentlemen have to
say.” He glared at Abbott as if daring
him to speak the words that must de
stroy his wife's last feeble hold on
her position.
"I hope Mrs. Gregory will excuse
us.” said Abbott, smiling at her as
cheerfully as he could, "but she knows
that there are matters of business
that women don’t understand, or care
to learn. This is something that re
lates merely to you, Mr. Gregory, and
ourselves."
‘‘Of course I understand you. Ab
bott.” said M>"3. Gregory gently, "and
Mr. Gregory is wrong to insist on my
interrupting—women are always in
the way—” She smiled, and, slipping
around Gregory, had reached the door,
when she came face to face with
Grace Noir, entering. At sight of her
—for-Grace did not pause, but went
over to the piano—Mrs. Gregory ap
parently reconsidered, and stepped to
her husband's side.
. “So you did come," Grace said, smil
ing at Robert. “Shall we go into the
other room?"
Robert reveled in her beauty, and to
that extent his anger against Gregory
flamed higher. “Pretty soon.” he said,
"pretty soon. Miss Grace—in just
twenty minutes—” he looked at his
watch, then at Abbott.
“I must tell you. Mr. Gregory," Ab
bott began rapidly, “that I had just
thirty minutes to consummate the
matter with you—just half an hour,
when we came here, and ten minutes
are already gone. Only twenty min
utes are left"
“What do you mean by your twenty
minutes being left?" Gregory blua
tered.
Abbott spoke carefully, at the same
time drawing a little farther away
from the man he despised: “Bob has
been to Springeld about that matter,
you understand."
“No, I don’t," cried Gregory. “Or if
I do—tell it out—all of it.”
“He has been to Springfield," Ab
bott went on, “and he got on the in
side of the business, and the interests
are determined that—that they will
retaliate on you for your successes in
“My God! Then Somebody Ha« Told
You About Springfield. It Was
Fran!”
the past, and at the same time be a
help to Bob.”
"I don’t understand,” Gregory gasped
blankly.
"Me neither,” muttered Robert.
"It's very simple,” Abbott main
tained. "The Springfield Interests
want to give you a blow, and give Bob
d helping hand. Therefore, you are
to transfer your secretary to his store,
where a bookkeeper is needed.”
"Oh, indeed.” interposed Grace Noir
icily. “I am a mere pawn, I presume,
to be sent where I am wanted. But I
would like to ask Mr. Clinton If he
found out anything about Fran, while
he was in Springfield?”
“Fran is all she claims to be," Rob
ert declared bluntly.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Never Satisfied.
When a man gets something for
nothing he is pretty sure to think it
might have been something better.
MUCH VIRTUE IN GOOD YAWN
Beneficial Exercise, Though It Might
Be Well for One to Select the
Time and Place. ^
Yawning may be rude especially in
company—but it is a good thing
,'ou to do.
For one thing, it ventilates the
lungs. When you take an ordina y
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by an ordinary respiration. J^ere
a certain quantity of air left n
lungs always, which physiologists
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This air in time becomes foul ana
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the result is a yawn, stretching tn
lungs to their fullest extent,
them with clean, fresh air and driving
the foul air out.
That’s one reason why It is 8°°°
yawn. For another, yawning open
and stretches and ventilates al
various passages leading to the lung ■
You will oerhaDS be surprised to
know that yawning is even beneficial
to your hearing.
The cracking sound which you so
often hear when giving an extra big
yawn is due to the stretching and
opening of the eustachian tubes.
These tubes communicate between the
ear and the back of the throat. If
they are congested, which happens
when you have a bad cold in the head,
people complain of deafness.
If you feel inclined to yawn, then,
do so. It is Nature’s way of cleaning
out your lungs and air passages.
Knew His Work Well.
Some years ago an ass was employ
ed in the Isle of Wight, in drawing
water by a large wheel from a very
deep well. When the keeper wanted
water, he would say to the ass. ' Tom.
mv boy I want water, get into the
wheel, my good lad," which Thomas
immediately performed with prompt
ness that would have done credit to
a nobler animal; and no doubt he
knew the precise number of times nec
essary for the wheel to go around on
its axis to complete his labor, because
every time he brought the bucket to
the surface of the well, he constantly
stopped and turned his honest head
to observe the moment when his mas
ter laid bold of the bucket to draw it
towards him, because he then had
just one more turn to make to bring
the rope to the- top. It was pleasing
to observe with what steadiness and
regularity the poor animal performed
his labor.
Pawnshop Sentiment.
A watch had just passed from the
bands of a seedy young man into
those of a pawnbroker. Before the
young man got out of the shop the
broker called him back.
"Here’s a picture—a woman’s pic
ture—in' the back of this watch," he
said. “You'd better take it out."
The young man flushed.
“It isn’t worth while,” he said. ’TU
redeem the thing in a week or two.”
“Maybe you will and maybe you
won’t,” the broker retorted. “You
never can tell about these things. 1
may not be strong on sentiment, but
one thing I insist on is that no man
shall leave a woman’s picture in a
watch that he pawns here.”
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While every one knows that an elec
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Death produced from electric shock,
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While doctors have been unable to
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The lower animals are more suscep
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message is as follows:
“Dear Bertha: If you go to the
church I left some cheese on the plate
near the organ. Will you take it away,
if there is any left, and put it in the
furnace? UNCLE IKE.”
The writer neglected to add Bertha’s
address, and consequently when the
card reached the office it was posted
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such ailment, give small doses of that wonderful remedy, now the
most used in existence,
SPOHN’S DISTEMPER COMPOUND
SO cents and fl a bottle; S& and f'.O the dozen of any druggist, harness
dealer, or delivered by 8POHN MEDICAL CO.,
ChewUts and Bacteriologists, Goshen, Ind., U. 8. A.
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REPEATING RIFLES FOR HUNTING
No matter what you hunt for or where you hunt, the answer
to the question “What rifle shall I take ? ” is—a Winchester.
Winchester Repeating Rifles are made for all styles of cartridges,
from .22 to .50 caliber. Whichever model you select you will find
it an accurate shooter, reliable in action and strong in construction.
Winchester Guns and Ammunition—the Red W Brand—are made for each other.
WINCHESTER REPEATING ARMS CO., - NSW HAVEN, CONN.
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f four cents in stamps and got Miss Phoebe Primm or I
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Then Better Buy Builders* Hardware With the Tag
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Boyd*
Berkley
Russwin Locks
k Do you want Door Locks that will
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their locks are so good. j
We attach to Russwfn Locks our j
Doable Guarantee Quality Tag
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A Steel Padlock With
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Self locking; six secure levers;
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