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-- JC3 !A - -& . fl- ftjgg - jitt .njaa -'-w trr v sr ". -'.' . '! Vs.' - t . - V - ? GRATIS. I fit Iter fte Bositess ,Cfjatcoa Topics ofjAMaoy $$ r Kesn!2Dfc5:MinoHtv - f - J ej i - , JMM.fc BBBBBBBbBbB IS3Ji-VU IJWJIL, IT IfiJir liriWlUIWM I ' " H l Baaa1 CIMI. ! ! t 8?, BENNET corrMicitr foa ar A.cKCLuc Co. SYNOPSIS. The story opens with the shipwreck of the steamer on which Miss Genevieve Leslie, an American heiress. Lord Win thrope. an Englishman, and Tom Blake, a brusque American, were passengers. The three were tossed upon an unin habited island and were the only ones not drowned. Blake recovered from a drunken stupor. Blake, shunned on the boat, because of his roughness, became u hero as preserver of the helpless Pair The Englishman was suing for the hand of Miss Leslie. CHAPTER II. Continued. "Oh. but Mr. Blake, I am sure it must be a mistake; I am sure that if it is explained to papa " "Yes; we'll cable papa to-night. Meantime, we've something else to do. Suppose you two get a hustle on your selves, and scrape up something to eat I'm going out to see what's left of that blamed old tub." "Surely you'll not venture to swim out so far!" protested Winthrope. "I saw the steamer sink as we cast off." "Looks like a mast sticking up out there. Maybe some of the rigging is loose." "But the sharks! These waters swarm with the vile creatures. You must not risk your life!" " 'Cause why? If I do, the babes in the woods will be left without even the robins to cover them, poor things! But cheer tip! maybe the mud-hens will do it with lovely water-lilies." "Please, Mr. Blake, do not be so cruel!" sobbed Miss Leslie, her tears starting afresh. "The sun makes my head ache dreadfully, and I have no hat or shade, and I'm becoming so thirsty!" "And you think you've only to wait, and half a dozen stewards will come running with parasols and ice water. Neither you nor Winthrope seem to ve got your eyes open. Just suppose you get busy and do something. Win thrope, chase yourself, over the mud, and get together a mess of fish that are not too dead. Must be dozens, aft the blow. As for you, Miss Jenny, I guess you can pick up some reeds and rig a headgear out of this handker chief Wait a moment Put on my coat, if you don't want to be broiled alive through the holes of that peek-a-boo." "But I say, Blake" began Win thrope. "Don't say do!" rejoined Blake; and he started down the muddy shore. Though the tide was at flood, there was now no cyclone to drive the sea above the beach, and Blake walked a quarter of a mile before he reached the water's edge. There was little surf, and he paused only a few mo ments to peer out across the low swells before he commenced to strip. Winthrope and Miss Leslie had been watching his movements; now the girl rose in a little flurry of haste, and set to gathering reeds. Winthrope would have spoken, but, seeing her embarrassment, smiled to himself, and began strolling about in search of fish. It was no difficult search. The marshy ground was strewn with dead sea-creatures, many of which were al ready shriveling and drying in the sun. Some of the fish had a familiar look, and Winthrope turned them over with the tip of his shoe. He even went so far as to stoop to pick up a large mullet; but shrank back, re pulsed by its stiffness and the unnat ural shape into which the sun was warping it He found himself near the beach, and stood for half an hour or more watching the black dot far out in the water all that was to be seen of Blake. The American, after wading off-shore another quarter of a mile, had reached swimming depth, and was heading out among the reefs with steady, vigorous strokes. Half a mile or so beyond him Winthrope could now make out the goal for which he was aiming the one remaining top mast of the steamer. "By Jove, these waters are full of sharks!" murmured Winthrope. star ing at the steadily receding dot until It disappeared behind the wall of surf which spumed up over one of the outer reefs. A call from Miss Leslie interrupted his watch, and he hastened to rejoin her. After several failures, she had contrived to knot Blake's handkerchief to three or four reeds in the form of a little sunshade. Her shoulders were protected by Blake's coat It made a beavywrap, but it shut out the blis tering son rays, which, as Blake had foreseen, had quickly begun to burn the girl's delicate skin through her open-work bodice. Thus protected, she was fairly safe from the sun. But the sun was by no means the worst feature of the situa tion. While Winthrope was yet several yards distant, the girl began to com plain to him. "I'm so thirsty, Mr. Winthrope! Where is there any wa ter? Please, get me a drink at once. Hr. Winthrope!" "But. my dear Miss Leslie, there is no water. These pools are all sea water. I must say, I'm deuced dry myself. I can't see why that cad should go off and leave us like this, "Indeed, it is a shame Oh, I'm so thirsty! Do you think it would help if wo ate something?" "Make it all the worse. Besides, how could we cook anything? All these reeds are green. "But Mr. Blake said to gather some fish. -Had you not best" "He can pick up all he wants. I shall not touch the beastly things." "Then I suppose there is nothing to do but wait for him." "Yes, If the sharks do not get him." Miss Leslie-uttered a little, moan, and Winthrope, seeing that she was on the verge of tears, hastened to re assure her. "Don't worry about him, JMiss Genevieve! He'll soon return, with nothing worse than a blistered back. Fellows of that sort are born to hang, you know." "But if he should be If anything should happen to him!" - i t x. . IRS J 'UJbJ "SZaaii " ilrt Two or Three Small Fish Lay Winthrope shrugged his shoulders, i and drew out his silver cigarette case. It was more than half-full, and he was highly gratified to find that neither the cigarettes nor the ve3ta matches in the cover had been reached by the wet "By Jove, here's luck!" he ex claimed, and he bowed to Miss Leslie. "Pardon me, but if you have no ob jections " r The girl nodded as a matter of form, and Winthrope hastened to light the cigarette already in his fingers. The smoke by no means tended to lessen the dryness of his mouth; yet It put him in a reflective mood, and in think ing over what he had read of ship wrecked parties, he remembered that a pebble held In the mouth is supposed to ease one's thirst To be sure, there was not a sign of a pebble within miles of where they sat; but after some reflection, it oc curred to him that one of his steel keys might do as well. At first Miss Leslie was reluctant to try the ex periment, and only the increasing dry ness of her mouth forced her to seek the promised relief. Though it failed to quench her thirst, she was agree ably surprised to find that the little flat bar of metal eased her craving to a marked degree. Winthrope now thought to rig a shade as Miss Leslie had done, out of reeds and his handkerchief, for the sun was scorching his unprotected head. Thus sheltered, the two crouched as comfortably as they could upon the half-dried crest of the hum mock and waited impatiently for the return of Blake. CHAPTER III. The Worth of Fire. HOUGH the sea within the reefs was fast smoothing to a glassy plain in the dead calm, they did not see Blake on his return until he struck shallow wa ter and stood up to wade ashore. The tide had begun to ebb before he started landward, and though he was a powerful swimmer, the long pull against the current had so tired him that when he took to wading he moved at a tortoise-like gait "The bloomln' loafer!" commented Winthrope. He glanced quickly about, and at sight of Miss Leslie's -arching brows, hastened to add: "Beg par don! He ah reminds me so much of a navvy, you know." Miss Leslie made no reply. At last Blake was out of the water and toiling up the muddy beach to the spot where he had left his clothes. While dressing he, seemed to recover from his exertions In the water, for the moment he had finished he sprang to his feet and came forward at a brisk pace. As he approached, Winthrope waved his fifth cigarette at him with languid enthusiasm, and called out as heartily as his dry lips would per mit: "I say, Blake, deuced glad the sharks didn't get you!" "Sharks? bah! All you have to do is to splash a little, and they haul off." "How about the steamer, Mr. Blake?" asked Miss Leslie, turning to face him. "All under but the maintopmast curse it! wire rigging at that! Couldn't even get a bolt" "A bolt?" "Not a bolt; and here we are as good as naked on this infernal Hey, you! what you doing with that match? Light your cigarette light it! Dam nation!" Heedless of Blake's warning cry. Winthrope had struck his last vesta, and now, angry and bewildered, he stood staring while the little taper burned itself out With an oath, Blake 3133 BaaaaK . mr " . - j fp" - r- - z iVaSaj kv. - Faintly Wriggling on the 8urface. sprang to catch it as It dropped from between Winthrope's fingers. But he was too far away. It fell among the damp rushes, spluttered, and flared out For .a moment Blake knelt, staring at the rushes as though stupefied; then he sprang up before Winthrope, his bronzed face purple with anger. "Where's your matchbox? Got any more?" he demanded. "Last one, I fancy yes; last one, and there are still two cigarettes. But look here, Blake, I can't tolerate your talking so deucedly " "You Idiot! you you Hell! and every one for cigarettes!" From a growl Blake's voice burst into a roar of fury, and sprang upon Winthrope like a wild beast. His hands do3ed upon the Englishman's throat, nnd he began to shake him about, paying no heed to the blows his victim showered upon bis face and body, blows which soon began to les sen in force. Terror-stricken, Miss Leslie put her hands over her eye3, and began to scream the piercing shriek that will unnerve the strongest man. Blake paused as though transfixed, and as the half-suffocated Englishman struggled in his grasp, he flung him on the ground and turned to the screaming girl. "Stop that squawking!" he said. The girl cowed down. "So; that's better. Next time keep your mouth shut." "You you brute!" "Good! You've got a little spuns. eh?" "You coward to attack a man not half your strength!" "Steady, steady, young lady! I'm warm enough yet; I've still half a mind to wring his fool neck." "But why should you be so angry? What has he done, that you " "Why why? Lord! what hasn't he done? This coast fairly swarms with beasts. We've not the smell of a gun; and now thl3 Idiot this dough-head has gone and thrown 'away our only chance fire and on his measly ciga rettes!" Blake choked with returning rage. Winthrope, still panting for breath, began to creep away, at the same time unclasping a small penknife. He was white with fear; but his gray eyes which on shipboard Blake had never seen other than offensively supercili ous now glinted In a manner that served to alter the American's mood. "That'll do." he said. "Come here and show me that knife." "I'll show it you where it will do the most good," muttered Winthrope, ris- THE REAL AMERICAN HEIRESS A Worthy Standard of Conduct the Only Imperishable Heritage. To know that one's forebears were people of refinement, of culture, of gentle breeding. Instead of inspiring arrogance should challenge the best that Is in one, lest he fall short as a representative of those in whose per sons these graces once flowered, writes Ruth McEnry Stuart in Harp er's Bazar. An inherited standard of life let us put that down In our list of blessings. And for all inherent good which has come down to us as a benediction, without the asking, and which may be held only in trust as a sacred re sponsibility, let us delight to give thanks. We American women, then, will tell to our children any true story of prow ess, of chivalry, of long patience and reverent waiting of any great 'qual ing hastily to-repelfthe expected at tack. "So you've got i a "little sand, too," said Blake, almost good-naturedly. "Say, that's not so bad. We'll call it quits on the matches. Though how you could go and throw them away ' "Deuce take it man! How should I know? I've never before been in a wreck." "Neither have I this kind, But I tell you, we've got to keep our think tanks going. It's a guess if we see to morrow, and that's no joke. Now do you wonder I got hot?" "Indeed, no! I've been an ass, and -here's my hand to it if you really mean it's quits." "It's quits all right, long as you don't run out of sand," responded Blake, and he gripped the other's soft hand until the Englishman winced. "So: that's settled. I've got a hot temper, but I don't hold grudges. Now, where're your fish?" "I well, they were all spoiled." "Spoiled?" "The sun had shriveled them." "And you call that spoiled! We're like to eat them rotten before we're through with this picnic. How about the pools?" "Pools? Do you know, Blake, I neve thought of the pools. I stopped tc watch you, and then we were so anx ious about you " Blake grunted and turned on his heel to wade into the half-drained pool In whose midst he had been deposited by the hurricane. Two or three small fish lay faintly wriggling on the surface. As Blake splashed through the water to seize them his foot struck against a living body which floundered violently and flashed a brilliant forked tail above the muddy water. Blake sprang over the Jbh, "Which was entangled in the reeds, and with a kick flung it clear out upon the ground. "A coryphene!" cried Winthrope, and he ran forward to stare at the gorgeously colored prize. "Coryphene?" repeated Blake, fol lowing his example. "Good to eat?" "Fine as salmon. This is only a small one, but " "Fifteen pounds If an ounce!" cried Blake, and he thrust bis hand in hi3 Docket. There was a moment's si lence, and Winthrope, glancing up, saw the other staring in blank dismay. "What's up?" he asked. "Lost my knife." "When? in the pool? If we felt about" "No; aboard ship, or in the surf M "Here Is myiknife." "Yes; almost big enough to whittle a match! Mine would have done us some good." "It is the best steel." "All right; lets see you cut up me fish." "But you know. Blake, I shouldn't know how to go about it. I never did such a thing." "And you, Miss Jenny? Girls are supposed to know about cooking." "1 never cooked anything in all my life. Mr. Blake, and it's alive and and I am very thirsty. Mr. Blake!" 'Lord!" commented Blake. "Give me that knife." Though the blade was so small, the American's hand was strong. After some little haggling, the coryphene was killed and dressed. Blake washed both it and his hands In the pool, and began to cut slices of flesh from the fish's tall. "We have no fire," Winthrope re minded him, flushing at the word. "That's true," assented Blake, in a cheerful tone, and he offered Win thrope two of the pieces of raw flesh. "Here's your breakfast The trimmed piece is for Miss Leslie." "But it's raw! Really, I could not think of eating raw fish. Could you. Mies Leslie?" Miss Leslie shuddered. "Oh. no! and I'm so thirsty I could not eat any thing." "You bet you can!" replied Blake. "Both of you take that fish and go to chewing. It's the stuff to ease your thirst while we look for water. Good Lord! in a week you'll be glad to eat raw snake. Finnlcky over clean fish, when you swallow canvas-back all but raw, and beef running blood, and raw oysters with their stomachs full of dis integrated animal matter, to put it politely. You couldn't tell rattlesnake broth from chicken, and dog makes first-rate veal when you've got to eat it. I've had it straight from them that knows that over In France they eat snails and fish-worms. It's all a mat ter of custom or the style." (TO BE CONTINUED.) - ity which has found expression In lives of any of their ancestors so that they may know themselves thus endowed with the only imperishable heritage. The daughter, the grand daughter, who 'comes by direct line into such an inheritance is the real American heiress. She may not have a dinnei gown to her name, or be "up In the etiquette of fashionable life. Perhaps she Is not even a person of leisure, much less a member of the "leisure class." If so, so much the better. So much more hopefully has she her life In her own hands. f A Success. First Broker How's that mining scheme of your coming on? Second Broker Splendid. Why, we sold every share before we found the mine. Unidentified. t, Color Schemes. -"When in a'oubt use pink," so said a .successful hostess upon being asked the4 best color scheme. Pink bears both the daylight and the artificial light equally well, and is always be coming, a fact not to be overlooked by a thoughtful hostess. Blue changes to green at night, but under certain conditions it is a rather good scheme to use it Yellow Is not a satisfactory color to have at night as it is apt to look faded from the sunlight Violet is not good at night but at present Is much in favor for spring luncheons, with corsage bou quets at each place for the guests. Red is rarely used in warm weather, but is always delightful in winter time, carrying with a suggestion of warmth and welcome that is grateful. A North side hostess invariably uses red the year round, as it harmonizes with her furnishings and service, so that the color has come to be recognized as her own individually and her red din ners are noted. Green alone and combined with white is always pleasing and is a sum mer time favorite. Ferns are always good and may be kept fresh a long time if placed one over the other on a flat board, then immersed in cold water and kept in a cool, dry place. It Is In good form to use the flower that Is in season, and the Japanese method of using flowers is being adopted more and more, as the flower holders are on sale now at nearly all of the department stores. Canlvai of Merry Lovers. - A young woman who wished to an nounce her engagement In a unique manner issued invitations for a fancy dress party in which the guests were requested to come dressed as "famous lovers." Husbands and wives, broth ers and sisters, maids and their fa vorite swains came together and great was the fun trying to guess who was who. There were John Alden and Pris cilia, Hiawatha and Minrshaha, Paul and Vidginla, Queen Elizabeth and Essex. Dante and Beatrice, Napoleon and Josephine, etc. All characters were kept secret and the host asked the following questions: Are you fact or Action? Are you living or dead? (If left alive n the story they are supposed to be llv ng.) Did your love lead to marriage? Either. What prevented? Fbm (ED njTExnxD): icV LF ,J8k& vBBft BBBER" II 11 ikE. BBBB jiriw p c-"9!v'4 k vBBBBBlO J I II JBf 'b BBBv II EdtfSSB&flSBBH BBBBBBBS U' Hi L H 5 .jwHraBKBBM BBvHHHHJ l B Va Bi MTrjBfmHBs. ' aJbbbbHH 111 I H WA b. WALKING COSTUME A costume ei tnis aesenpuon wouiu iook weu- carried out in silk and cloth. The high-waisted skirt Is in fawn finely corded silk, and has a deep hem of a darker shade of face cloth. The coat, which reaches to just below the bust in front, and nearly to the cloth hem at back, is made in cloth and has revers, cuffs and covered buttons of silk; a white lawn ruflle finishes the wrists and neck. Hat of fawn straw, trimmed with a silk band and three shaded fawn feathers. Materials required: 5 yards silk 42 inches wide, 4 yards cloth 54 Inches wide, 4 buttons, 6 yards silk for coat lining. A USEFUL COAT A really useful coat that can be worn as a water proof, and yet look suitable when it does not rain, is made from cravenette material, which can now be procured in many colors and various textures; the coat shown here is bottle green. It Is double-breasted, and has a high collar that can be turned up or down; one wide tuck is made on each shoul der and continued down the front njinnrWMV-i" - mwwfviWVWWnfif Many long coats are seen In white serge. For run-around frocks nothing Is more popular than serge. Navy blue veilngs with dots in vel vet are a feature of the season. Black collars on white serge suits are not so often seen as earlier in the season. Frocks of silk, crepe and other un lined materials are weighted down by broadcloth facings. Double motor veils, joined only at the edges, are being made up in green, brown, or blue over white. Strings, usually not serving any practical purpose, but caught up and knotted in some graceful fashion, ap pear upon a number of the most pic turesque broad brimmed hats this season. ' Should the Louis XVI. modes return to favor, it is likely that the high coif liffojc pOr. "Did" you .live happy ever after? what Influence had the man s love on the woman? .What Influence had. the woman's love on the man? What was the most stirring event of your history? The young hostess was dressed in a becoming evening gown, and her brother, who acted as host, was not disguised. There was one man whom no one could guess, as he wore a masque and black domino. After a lively time guessing, and when nearly every one was discovered, the mysteri ous stranger was found beside the hostess, and her brother in the fol lowing words broke the news to tne merry lovers: As you, dear friends, are "fact and not Action, living and not dead: as your love lead to iqarriage. and you have lived hap py ever after; we wish to-night to offer our congratulations- and our good wishes for the future to our hostess and her fi ance, Mr. John Blank. It Is needless to say that hearty congratulations were in order and a Jolly dance followed. The refresh ments were simply ice cream in the shape of double hearts, one pink, one white, and small heart cakes. A fruit frappe was served from a bowl sur rounded by a wreath of pink roses, and each guest was given a rose as a souvenir. MADAME MERHL The Hip Yoke. The cuirass or princess hip yoke ef fect which has been conspicuous in imported gowns since the first open ings of the season is being brought out in many unexpected ways. One of the newest is the entire princess gown with the lower part of the bodice and the hip portion of the skirt covered with embroidery, which makes them one in line and treatment. In this way It is possible to turn a two-piece gown Into a princess, the simple process of covering the waist seam with embroidery or braid being all that is needed. Some of the trim mings of this kind are put on in jacket or coat shapes. Lingerie Ribbons. Lingerie ribbons are wider than for merly. Some an Inch or even two in width are employed through beading proportionately wide. Ribbons of this kind thread the tops of flounces in lingerie and lace petticoats and" are used in corset covers, chemises, etc. The tying of the soft long loop bow is one of the important items. nnAuumWM ryyyiMii"i f , fure will be revived, with the hair brushed off the forehead, the many puffs and coils, and even the side ring lets of the period. , A very pretty hat. also suitable for wear with white dresses, was seen the other day. It was a fine leghorn straw in the natural color, the crown being entirely covered with pale blue chiffon, laid on in soft, flat plaits. One side of the brim was turned up, with a big. full bow (not wired at all) oi the chiffon. It was worn with a white rep suit, which was braided profusely with white linen soutache braid, the skirt being a circular one and the coat a very long, semifltting affair. To Correctly Mend Gloves. First, never use silk for this pur pose, as it cuts the kid, but select cot ton the exact shade of the gloves, and with a very fine needle buttonhole around the rip or tear, then catch to gether on the wrong side, taking one stitch at a time from one loop of the buttonhole stitch to another. When the rent Is joined in thi3 way it is scarcely perceptible and wears longer than if sewed through the glove. The Housekeeper. Youth (at a bun emporium) I say. you know, this milk is sour. Sweet Thing Well, there's plenty of sugar on the table, ain't there? Nothing in the Name. Senator Carroll S. Page of Vermont Is on good terms with the senate pages, all because his name is Page. Apropos of this, he tells the story that when he was governor of Vermont he went to the chamber of the senate of the state legislature one day and about a dozen pages flocked around him just as a friend of his from the rural dis tricts walked in. "Governor," inquired the friend from the country, "who are all these little boys?" 'They are little pages." "Well, I'll be durned, governor," ob served the rural visitor; "I never knew you had so many children." Joke Angers the Judge. Judge Balcom was talking to a crowd on the street a few days ago, telling them the proper way to put shingles on a house. He said: "The old rule was to allow six inches of the shingles to 'show to the weather;' but that is too much. You should allow not more than four inches to show." Some wag remarked in a matter of fact tone to the judge: "How would it do not let any show?" The judge replied: "I've seen roofs made that way; but it takes a great many shingles." Then the judge wanted to get mad when the crowd laughed. Twigg3 County (Ga.) Citizen. Laundry work at home would be much more satisfactory if the right Starch were used. In order to get the desired stiffness, it is usually neces sary to use so much starch that tho beauty and fineness of the fabric 13 hidden behind a paste of varying thickness, which not only destroys the appearance, but also affects the wear ing quality of the goods. This trou ble can be entirely overcome by using Defiance Starch, as It can be applied much more thinly because of its great er strength than other makes. Hypothetical. "Let me," said the stranger at the baseball gate, "ask you a hypothetical question." "Go ahead." "Supposing that I had ten cents, and desired to witness an exhibition of the manly sport inside the en closure, the price being 25 cents: and supposing that I were to approach you for 15 cents necessary to fruition ot my hopes, what would you say?" "That's easy. I'd say: 'Lend me the 10 cents as I have just 15 myself, and am a rabid fan.'" Thus, after all this subtle eloquence, there was nothing doing. The extraordinary popularity of fine white goods "this summer makes the choice of Starch a matter of great im portance. Defiance Starch, being free from all injurious chemicals, is the only one which is safe to use on lice fabrics. It great strength as a stiffen er makes half the usual quantity of Starch necessary, with the result of perfect finish, equal to that when the goods were new. His Stomach Rebelled. A dy3petic Atchison man went into a restaurant the other day and or dered fried catfish. "Fried cat:" bawled the waiter to the cook, in stantly the weak stomach rebelled. "Cancel that order," the customer said, "and give me an order of country sausage." "Sidetrack the cat and make it dog!" yelled the waiter, and he is wondering yet why the man grabbed his bat and left Exchange. Just as Well She Didn't Know. Palmist (to man and his wife pass ing) Have your future told, sir. The Man (whispering) I'll be around later. I don't want my wife to know it Life. 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