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The Hidden Power
Most of us never learn whnt
great powers llo undeveloped
within our mind nnd body. Wo
go through life working nt about
llfty per cent pressure. Unless
there como n crisis which cnlls
out to duty tho last ounce of
bodily strength nnd tho most
acute mental energy, wo go to
tho end of life's string knowing
not how much of tho Creator's
gift wo novo neglected nnd let go
to wnste.
"Tho Real Man" Is tho Btory
of a young fellow who had tho
good fortune to face n renl crisis
when he was twenty-live years
old. It called out his entire re
serve of strength and courage.
For 25 years thcro existed a
smug person, hide-bound, soft,
shrewd. Then cuino tho blow
off I Tho real mnn stepped out
of that smug disguise nnd
showed the stuff that was In
him. It was great stuft, too.
All of you will nJoy "Tho
Real Man." It will entertain.
It will provoko serious thought.
It may lend you to examine tho
Insldo of your shell of llfo In
search of the real man or the
real woman. It may help you to
discover a way to work at higher
pressure thnn fifty per cent
and If you do, you'll know tho
secret that has made men fa
mous throughout tho world's
history.
THE EDITOR.
CHAPTER I.
Bank Cashier and 8oclety Man.
It was ten minutes of eight when J.
Montague Smith had driven his run
about to Its gnrago and wus hastening
across to his suite of bachelor apart
ments In tho Klncald terruce. Thcro
was reason for tho haste. It was his
regular evening for calling upon Miss
Verda RIchlander, and tltno pressed.
The provincial beatitudes had chosen
a nt subject for their illustration la
the young cashier of tho Lawrence
vlllo Bonk nnd Trust. From his earliest
recollections Montague Smith had lived
the llfo of tho well-behaved and tho
conventional. Ho had his niche In tho
Lawrcncevlllo social structure, and nn
other In tho smnll-clty business world,
and he filled both to his own satisfac
tion and to tho admiration of all and
sundry. Ambitions, other than to tnko
promotions In tho bank as they camo to
him, and, eventually, to make money
enough to satisfy tho demands which
Joslnh RIchlander might mako upon n
prospective son-in-law, had never trou
bled him. An extremely well-balanced
young man his fellow townsmen called
him, ono of whom It might safely bo
predicted that ho would go straightfor
wardly on his way to reputable inlddlo
life and old age ; moderate In all things,
lmpulslvo In none.
Even In tho affair with Miss RIch
lander sound common sense and sober
second thought had been tuado to
stand In tho room of supersentlment.
Smith did not know what It was to bo
violently In love; though ho was a
charter member of tho Lawrcncevlllo
Athletic club and took a certain pride
In keeping himself physically fit and up
to tho mark, It was not his habit to be
violent In anything. Lawrenccvlllo
expected Its young men and young
women to marry and "settle down,"
and J. Montaguo Smith, figuring In a
modest way as a leader In the Law
rencevtllo youngest set, was far too
conservative to break with tho tradi
tion, oven If he had wished to. Miss
RIchlander was desirable In many re
spects. Her father's ample fortuno had
. not come early enough or rapidly
enough to spoil her. In moments wlion
his feeling for her achieved Its near
est approach to sentiment tho conser
vative young mnn perceived what a
graciously resplendent figure she would
make as tho mistress of her own house
nnd tho hostess at her own table.
Smith snapped tho switch of tho elec
trics and began to lay out his evening
clothes, methodically but with a cer
tain air of calm deliberation, inserting
tho buttons in tho waistcoat, choosing
lioso of the proper thinness, rummag
ing a virgin tio out of Its box In tho
top dresslng-caso drawer.
It was In tho search for the tlo that
ho turned up a muto reminder of his
nearest approach to any edge of tho
real chasm of sentiment : a small glove,
somewhat soiled and use-worn, with a
tiny rip in ono of tho fingers. It had
been n full year slnco ho had seen tho
glovo or Its owner, whom ho had met
only once, and that entirely by chance.
Tho girl was a visitor from tho West,
tho daughter of a ranchman, ho had
understood ; and she had been stopping
oyer with friends In a neighboring
town. Smith had driven over ono eve
jnlng in his runabout to mako a call
upon tho daughters of the houso, and
had found a lawn party In progress,
with the western visitor as tho guest
of honor.
Acquaintance such an acquaintance
By FRANCIS LYNDE
(Copjrlgtit by Clitile Scribner'i Soni)
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ns can bo nchlevcd In n short social
hour had followed. At all points tho
bewitching young woman from the wil
derness had proved to bo a mocking
critic of tho commonplace conventions,
and hud been moved to pillory tho
same in tho person of her momentary
entertainer. Some thrills this young
person from tho wide horizons had
stirred In him were his only excuso for
stealing her glove. There remained
now nothing of tho clashing encounter
at tho lawn party save tho soiled glove,
a rather obscuro memory of n face too
piquant and nttrnctlvo to bo cheapened
by tho word "pretty," theso nnd n
thing sho had said ut the moment of
parting: "Yes; I nm going bnck homo
very soon. I don't like your smug mid
dlo West civilization, Mr. Smith It
smothers me. I don't wonder that it
breeds men who live nnd grow up nnd
die without ever having a chnnco to
And themselves."
Some day, perhaps, ho would tell
Verdn RIchlander of tho sharp-tongucd
llttlo Western beauty. Verda and all
sensible people would smllo nt tho
Idea that he, John Montaguo Smith,
was of those who had not "found"
themselves, or that the finding by
which he had understood tho Western
young woman to mean something radi
cal and upsetting could in nny way
bo forced upon a mnn who was old
enough nnd sane enough to know his
own lengths nnd breadths and depths.
Ho was stripping off his coat to dress
when he saw two letters which had evi
dently been thrust under the door dur
ing his nbsenco at supper time. One of
the envelopes was plain, with his name
scribbled on it in pencil. Tho other
boro a typewritten address with tho
card of Wcstfall Foundries company in
Its upper left-hand corner. Smith
opened Carter Westfall's letter first
and rend It with a llttlo twlngo of
shocked surprise, as one rends tho story
of a bravo battlo fought and lost.
"Dear Monty," it ran. "I have been
trying to reach you by phono off and
on ever alnco tho adjournment of our
stockholders' meeting at threo o'clock.
We, of the llttlo Insldo pool, havo got
It where tho chicken got tho nx. RIch
lander had more proxies up his slecvo
than we thought ho had, and ho has
put the steam roller over us to a finish.
I 1 Tn -vna ntlA tn tfntn KK Vint, nnnf nP ViA
stock straight, and you know what that
means: n consolidation with tho Rich
lander foundry trust, and tho hearse
and whlto horses for yours truly nnd
the minority stockholders. We're dead
dead and' burled.
"Of course, I stand to loso every
thing, but that isn't all of it. I'i hor
ribly anxious for fear you'll bo tangled
up personally In somo way In tho mat
ter of that last loan of $100,000 that I
got from tho Bank nnd Trust. You will
remember you mado tho loan whllo
Dunham was away, and I nm certain
you told mo you had his consent to
take my Foundries stock as collateral.
That part of It is nil right, but, as mat
ters stand, tho stock Isn't worth tho
pnper It Is printed on, and well, to
toll tho bald truth, I'm scared of Dun-
hnm. Brlckley, tho Chlcngo lawyer
they have brought down here, tells mo
that your bnnk Is behind tho consolida
tion deal, and If that Is so, thcro Is go
ing to be n bnnk loss to show up on my
paper, and Dunham will carefully cover
his tracks for tho sako of tko bank's
standing.
"It is n hideous mess, and It has oc
curred to mo that Dunham can put you
In bad, if he wants to. When you mado
that $100,000 loan, you forgot and I
forgot for the moment that you own
ten shares of Wcstfall Foundries in
your own name. If Dunham wants to
stand from under, this might bo used
against you. You must get rid of thnt
stock, Monty, nnd do it quick. Trans
fer tho ten shares to me, dating tho
transfer bnck to Saturday. I still havo
tho stock books in my hnnds, nnd I'll
make the entry In tho record nnd dnto
It to fit. This may look a llttlo crook
ed, on tho surface, but it's your salva
tion, and we can't stop to split hairs
when we'vo Just been shot full of holes.
"WESTFALL."
Smith folded tho letter mechanically
nnd thrust It into his pocket. Carter
Westfnll was his good friend, and tho
cashier had tried, unofficially, to dls
suado Wcstfall from borrowing nfter
ho had admitted that ho was going to
uso tho money In nn attempt o buy
up tho control of his own company's
stock. Smith was thinking of tho big
bank loss nnd tho hopeless ruin of
Carter Wcstfall when ho toro tho sec
ond envelopo across and took out tho
Inclosed slip of scratch-paper. It was
n note from tho president and It was
dated within tho hour. Mr. Dunham
was back In Lawrcncevlllo earlier than
expected, nnd tho note had been writ
ton at tho bank. It was n curt sum
mons; tho cashier was wanted, nt once.
At tho moment, Smith did not con
nect tho summons with tho Westfall
cataclysm, or with any other untoward
thing. Mr. Watrous Dunham had a
habit of dropping in nnd out unexpect
edly. Also, ho had tho habit of send
ing for his cashier or any other mem
ber of tho banking forco nt whatever
hour tho notion seized him. Smith
went to tho telephone and called up
tho RIchlander home. Tho prompt
MAN
ness with which tho multimillionaire's
daughter came to tho phono was an
Intimation that his ring wus not entire
ly unexpected.
"This Is Montague," he sold, when
Miss Rlchlander's mellifluous "Main
four six eight Mr. Rlchlander's resi
dence" came over the wire. Then:
"What ore you going to think of n man
who cnlls you up merely to beg off?"
he asked.
Miss Rlchlander's reply was merciful
and he wns permitted to go on and ex
plain. "I'm nwfully sorry, but It enn't
very well bo helped, you know. Mr.
Dunham has returned, nnd he wants
mo nt tho bank. I'll bo up n little later
on, If I enn break away, and you'll let
me como. . . . Thank you, ever so
much. Ooodby."
Tho Lawrenccvlllo Bank nnd Trust,
lately installed in its new marble-veneered
quarters, was only four squares
distant. As ho wns approaching tho
corner, Smith saw that there were only
two lights in the bnnk, ono In tho vault
corridor and another In tho rnlled-off
open spnee In front which held tho
president's desk nnd his own. Through
the big plate-glass windows ho could
sco Mr. Dunham. The president was
apparently nt work, his portly flguro
filling tho padded swlng-chnlr. He hnd
ono elbow on tho desk, nnd tho fingers
of tho uplifted hand were thrust into
his thick mop of hair.
Smith had his own keys and ho let
himself in quietly through the door on
tho side street. The night-watchman's
chair stood in its accustomed place in
the vault corridor, but it was empty.
To a suspicious person tho empty chair
might have had its significance ; but
Montague Smith was not suspicious.
Tho obvious conclusion wns that Mr.
Dunham had sent the watchman forth
upon somo errand; and tho motive
needed not to bo tagged as ulterior.
Without meaning to bo particularly
noiseless, Smith rubber heels on tiled
floor assisting wns unlatching the
gate in the counter railing before his
superior officer heard him nnd looked
up. There was an irritablo note in tho
president's greeting.
"Oh, it's you, at last, is it?" ho
rasped. "You have taken your own
good time about coming. It's a half
hour and more since I sent that note to
your room."
CHAPTER II.
Metastasis.
Smith drew out the chair from the
stenographer's table and sat down.
LIko the cashiers of many llttle-clty
banks, ho was only a salaried man, and
tho president rnrely allowed him to
forget the fact. Nono tho less, his boy-
"I Am Not
Going to Do What
Want."
You
Ish gray eyes were reflecting Just a
shade of tho militant antagonism In
Mr. Wntrous Dunham's when he said :
"I was dining ut tho Country club with
a friend, and I didn't go to my rooms
until a few minutes ago."
Tho president sat back in tho big
mahogany swlng-chalr. His face, with
tho cold, protrusive eyes, tho heavy
lips, and tho dowlnp lower law, was tho
face of a man who shoots to kill.
"I suppose you've heard the news
about Westfall?"
Smith nodded.
"Then you nlso know that tho bank
stands to lose a cold hundred thousand
on that loan you mado him?"
Tho young man In tho stenographer's
chair knew now very well why tho
night-watchman had been sent away.
Smith saw tho solid foundations of his
small world tho only world ho had
over known crumbling to n threatened
dissolution.
"You mny remember thnt I advised
against tho making of thnt loan when
Westfall first spoke of It," ho said,
after ho had mastered tho premoni
tory chill of panic. "It wns a bad risk
for him nnd for us."
"I suppose you won't deny that tho
loan was mado whllo I was away in
Now York," was tho challenging re
joinder. "It wns. But you gavo your sanction
before you went East."
Tho president twirled his chair to
faco tho objector and brought his palm
down with a smack upon tho desk
slldo, "Not" ho stormed. "What I told
yon to do was to look up his collateral :
I and yon took a nap Judgment and lot
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him have the money I Westfall Is your
friend, nnd you are n stockholder In
his bankrupt company. You took n
chance for your own hand and put the
bnnk In the hole. Now I'd like to nsk
what you are going to do about It."
Smith looked up quickly. Somewhere
Insldo of him the carefully erected
walls of use and custom were tumbling
In strange ruins and out of the debris
another structure, formless ns yet, but
obstinately sturdy, wns rising.
"I nm not going to do what you want
me to do, Mr. Dunham step In and be
your convenient scapegoat," he said,
wondering n little In his Inner recesses
how he was finding the sheer brutal
mnn-cournge to say such n thing to tho
president of the Lnwrcncevllle Bank
and Trust. "I suppose you have rea
sons of your own for wishing to shift
tho responsibility for this particular
loss to my shoulders. But whether you
have or haven't, I decline to accept It."
Tho president tilted his chair and
locked his bands over one knee.
"It isn't n question of shifting the
responsibility, Montague," he said,
dropping the bullying weapon to take
up another. "The loan was made in
my absence. You havo taken the bank's
money to bolster up a falling concern
In which you are a stockholder. Go to
any lawyer In Lawrencevllle the best
one you can find and he'll tell you ex
actly where you stand."
While tho big clock over the vault
entrance wns slowly ticking off a full
half-minute the young man whose fu
ture had become so suddenly and so
threateningly Involved neither moved
nor spoke, but his silence was no mens
uro of tho turmoil of conflicting emo
tions nnd passions that were rending
him.
"I mny not prove quite the easy
mark that your plan seems to prefig
ure, Mr. Dunham," he returned nt
length, trying to say it calmly. "Just
what are you expecting me to do?"
"Now you are talking more like a
grown man," was the president's crusty
admission. "You are in a pretty bad
boat, Montague, and that Is why I sent
for you tonight."
"Well?" said the younger mnn.
"You can see how it will be. If 1
can say to the directors that you have
already resigned and if you are not
where they can too easily lay hands on
you they mny not care to push tho
charge against you. There is a train
west at ten o'clock. If I were In your
place, I should pack a couple of suit
cases and take It. That Is the only
safe thing for you to do. If you need
any ready money "
It was at this point that J. Montague
Smith rose up out of the stenographer's
chair and buttoned his coat.
"If I need nny ready money,'" ho
repented slowly, advancing n step to
ward the president's desk. "That Is
where you gave yourself away, Mr.
Dunhnm. You nuthorlzcd thnt loan,
nnd did It becnuse you were willing to
uso the bank's money to put Carter
Westfall In the hole so deep that ho
could never climb out. Now, It seems,
you are willing to bribe the only dan
gerous witness. I don't need money
badly enough to sell my good name for
it. I shall stay right here lu Lawrence
vllle nnd fight It out with you 1"
Tho president turned nbruptly to his
desk nnd his hand sought tho row of
electric bell-pushes. With n finger
resting upon the one marked "police,"
he said: "There isn't nny room for
argument, Montague. You can have ono
more minute In which to change your
mind. If you stay, you'll begin your
fight from the Inside of the county
Jail."
Now there had been nothing in John
Montague Smith's well-ordered quar
ter century of boyhood, youth, nnd
business manhood to tell him how to
cope with tho crude nnd savage emer
gency which he was confronting. But
In tho granted minute of respite some
thing within him, n thing ns primitive
nnd elementnl as the crisis with which
it was called upon to grnpple, shook it
self nwnke. no stepped quickly across
tho Intervening space nnd stood under
tho shaded desk light within arm's
reach of tho man In tho "big swlng
chalr. "You havo It all cut and dried, even
to tho setting of tho police trap, haven't
you?" ho gritted, hardly recognizing
his own voice. "You meant to hang
mo first nnd try your own case with tho
directors afterward. Mr. Dunham, I
know you better than you think I do:
you are not only a crook you aro a
yellow-livered coward, ns well I You
don't daro to press that button l"
Whllo ho was saying It, tho president
hnd hnlf risen, nnd tho hand which
hnd been hovering over tho bell-pushes
shot suddenly under tho piled pnpers
In tho corner of tho desk. When It
como out It was gripping tho weapon
which Is never very far out of reach in
a bank.
The next installment tells you
how Mr. Dunham got the sur
prise of his crooked life. And
J. Montagus Smith camo to know
quickly the value of using all
his latent power.
no arWRmwumT
MnMnoNAL
amMaiooi
Lesson
(By E. O. SELLHRS, Acting Director of
tho Sunday School Course of tho Mood
lllble Institute.)
(Copyright. 1917. W-gt-rn N-w-pnpcr Union.)
LESSON FOR JUNE 17
THE RISEN LORD.
I.HSSON TKXT-Jolin 20:2-16.
GOLDEN TEXT-But now in Christ
risen from tlto dead, and become the first
irults of them that slept I Cor. 15:20.
Tho dpnth of Christ made n deep
impression upon tho beholders (Luke
JJ.1 :48, -10). Joseph, who seems to hnve
been n secret disciple, obtained tho
body, nnd gnve It burial (Mark 15:
42-47). In Mnrk's record we have the
story of tho discovery of the resurrec
tion by the women, nnd Matthew tolls
us how his enemies denlt with that
fact. Bo sure to uso n good harmony
of the four gospels iu presenting nil
of those lessons, else some Important
detail will be overlooked.
I. Mary's Visit to the Tomb (w.l
10). Tho Sabbath ended nt sundown,
nnd the shops were then open, nnd
Mary Magdalene was nble to purchase
spices with which to anoint tho dead
body of Jesus. There Is strong prob
nblllty thnt tho women paid n visit
to tho tomb late on Saturday (Matt.
8:1, R. V.). Starting tho next morn
ing, "whllo it wns yet dark" (v. 1),
they camo to tho tomb to perform this
last service of love. Jesus had no
need of such servlco (Matt 10:27; 20:
10), but tho women were rewarded by
receiving tho first glimpse of the risen
Lord. Thero were five nppenranccs on
this first dny of the week : (1) to Mary
Magdalene, (2) to the "other women,"
(3) to Peter; (4) to those on the way
to Emmaus, and (5) to the ten dis
ciples, Thomas being absent.
Nono of theso seemed to expect Je
sus to be risen, for they had each
failed to listen to and ponder his
words. Tho extent nnd genuineness of
tho affection of tho women is found in
that they went to servo Jesus when
apparently nil hope had failed (I Cor.
13:8, R. V.). As soon as Mary saw
the stono rolled away, she concluded
thnt the tomb hud been rifled, and
hastened to report to the disciples
(v. 2). This report of the women to
tho disciples wns considered "as Idlo
tales" (Luke 24:11). With Intense
eagerness Peter nnd John ran to tho
tomb thus reported as being robbed.
John, tho younger, reached tho tomb
first, but in reverence did not enter,
only stooping to look in (vv. 4, 6).
Peter, the impetuous one, rushes In
Bide, and sees the linen clothes lying,
nnd the napkin that had been nbout
tho head carefully folded and lying In
a place by Itself (v. 7). This appar
ently Insignificant detail Is one which
is really significant, Innsmuch as it
shows that tho tomb had not been
rifled, leaving disorder behind. In
stead of excitedly snatching the nap
kin from his fnce, nnd hurling it
whither It might fall, he had quietly
taken It off, nnd In nn orderly wny
laid It aside. It Is In such minute de
tails as this that we see the grentest
evidence of the veracity of this rec
ord.
II. Mary Weeping (vv. 11-15). Tho
disciples returned to their own homes,
nnd doubtless to the other disciples
(v. 10), but tho loving Mary remained
behind In this plnco mado snered as
having housed the body of the Lord.
It Is nntural for us to linger In silent
meditation In places of our grentest
revelation or of our deepest soul ex
perience. Jesus hnd told his disciples
over and over again thnt ho should rlso
ngnln, nnd It seems strnnge thnt his
enemies should havo remembered It
(Mntt. 27 :03) nnd his friends not.
III. Mary Worshiping (vv. 10-18).
There must have been an Inflection In
tho volco of Jesus, for, upon the utter
ance of thnt ono word, "Mary," sho
recognized her risen Lord. Joyfully
sho exclaimed, "Rabbonl," that Is to
sny, "Master" (v. 10), and would have
poured out her love and worship nt
his feet. Jesus, however, does not suf
fer her to hold him fast. Mary must
leave him, and tell t.e others. Llter
nlly, ho snys, "Do not lay hold of mo
but go and make known the glad truth
that I am risen again." The risen Lord
must return to "My Father" and "My
God," whereas tho ono who would
gladly havo remained nt his feet must
go to tho brethren, nnd mako known
tho facts of tho fulfillment of prophecy
and tho resurrection of our Lord.
Tho bribed soldiers sprend abroad
tho talo that tho disciples had stolen
his body. Tho later lives of theso dis
ciples, their heroism and mnrtyrdom,
aro evidence of tho absurdity of any
such act on their part.
Tho resurrection of Jesus Is a vln
dlcntion of his claim to being tho Son
of God. Wo do well to emphasize his
birth, and to dwell much upon his
death, yet both of theso havo no es
sential value apart from his resurrec
tion. Apart from this, tho cross is tho end
of n failure. Tho resurrection dem
onstrated that Jesus Christ's redemp
tion was not completed upon tho cross.
Tho resurrection Is better authenticat
ed than any other event In history.
Tho risen Lord called this weak
band of disciples "my brethren"
(Matt. 28:10). Ho Is our brother still,
and wo aro to proclaim his work of
redemption, tho proof of which Is tho
resurrection, unto others who know It
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Stenographer Too Radiant
The elder Swift, founder of ono of
tho great Chlcngo beef concerns, hated
to see women working In bright
clothes, according to n mun who onco
labored for tho Swift concern. Thero
happened to be u stenographer at tho
works, however, who bought all tho
loud raiment she could, nnd looked like
a combination of a merry-go-round nnd
n rainbow when she walked through
tho yards.
One day the elder Swift caught sight
of her. He called his assistant.
"Who Is that?" he asked.
"Why, that's Mr. Blank's stenogra
pher." "How much dos she get?'
"Twenty-five a week."
"Dock her."
"I'm n,frnld she'll leave."
Swift shot n glance nt his assistant
before lie nnswered:
"If she don't," he said, "dock her
again." Earl Godwin, in Washington
Star.
Calling Auntie.
Deaf Old Lady Aud what did I un
derstand you to say your name Is?
The Fresh One Pretty hard to tell
what you understand me to say, It is,
but It's Smith.
Many an ambitious public movement
should he classified as lost motion.
Ratsand Mice Carry Disease
KILL THEM by using
Stums' Elsctrlc Pasts
Full directions in IS languages
Sold everywhere 25c and $1.00
U. S. GOVERNMENT BUYS IT
For Constipation
Carter's Little
Liver Pills
will set you right
over night.
Purely Vegetable
Small Pill, Small Doie, Small Prica
Carter's Iron Pills
Will restore color to tho faces of
those who lack Iron In the blood,
aa most pale-faced people do.
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W. N. U., LINCOLN, NO. 24-1917.
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