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At the expense of a soiled hat Herbert
Orme saves from arrest a Rirl In a black
touring car who has caused a traffic jam
on State street. He buys a new hat and
is given a live dollar bill with: "Remem
ber th person you pay this to." written on
it. A second time he helps the girl in the
black car and learns that In Tom and
Bessie Waliingham they have mutual
friends, but gets no further hint of her
Identity. He discovers another inscrip
tion on the marked bill, which in a futile
attempt to decipher It. he copies and
places the copy in a drawer In his apart
ment. Senor Poritol. South American,
calls and claims the marked bill. 9"2e
refuses, and a fight ensues in which Fort
tol is overcome. He calls in Senor Al
catrante. minister from his country, to
vouch for him. Orme still refuses to Rive
up the bill. He learns that a Jap has
called for him. Orme goes for a walK
and sees two Japs attack Alcatrante. He
rescues him. The minister tries diplo
macy, but fails to get the marked bill.
Returning to his rooms Ormo Is attacked
by two Japs who effect a forcible ex
change of the marked bill for another.
Orme finds the girl of the black car wait
ing for him. She also wants the bill. Orme
tells his story. She recognizes one of the
Japs as her father's butler. Maku. The
eedond Inscription on the bill is the key
to the hiding place of Important papers
stolen from her father. Both Japs and
South Americans want the papers. Orme
and the "Girl" start out in the black
car In quest of the papers. In the uni
versity grounds in Kvanston the hiding
place to located. Maku and another Jap
are thre. Orme felN Maku and the
other Jp escapes. Orme finds in Ma
ku"s pocVet a folded slip of paper. He
takes the girl, whose name Is still un
known to him. to th home of a friend
in Kvanston. Returning to the univer
sity grounds Orme gets in conversation
with a guard at the life-saving station.
They hear a motor boat in trouble in
tho darkness on the lake. They find
the crippled boat. In it are the Jap
with the papers and "Girl." She jumps
Into Ome's boat, but the Jap eludes
pursuit. Orme finds on the paper he
took from Maku the address. "341 N.
Parker street." He goes there and
finds that Arima. teacher of jiu-jitsu
is on the third floor. He calls on Alia,
clairvoyant, on the fourth floor.
CHAPTER IX. Continued.
"I've come up the stairs when his
door was open."
"Does he seem to bo pretty busy
with his teachings?"
"Evenings, he is. And some come In
the afternoon. I always know, because
they thud on the floor so when they
wrestle."
"And mornings?"
"Ho generally seems to he away
mornings."
"I fancy he's what you'd call a noisy
neighbor," said Orme.
"Oh, I don't mind. There's more or
less noise up hero sometimes." She
smiled frankly. "Spirits can make a
lot of noise. I've known them to throw
tables over and drag chairs all around
the room."
"Well" Orme was not interested in
spirits "be sure you don't let any
body in here until I come back."
Again she nodded. Then she went
into the reception hall and he heard
her push the bolt of the door. She did
not return, but her steps seemed to
move into one of the other rooms.
Orme went to the window, pushed it
up, and climbed out on the fire escape.
He was glad to see that the wall across
the court was windowless. He might
be observed from the buildings that
backed up from the next street, but
they apparently belonged to a large
storage loft or factory. There were no
idle folk at the windows.
The window of the room below was
open. This was in one sense an ad
vantage and Orme blessed the Japa
nese athletes for their insistence on
fresh air; but on the other hand, it
made quietness essential.
Slowly he let himself through the
opening in the platform and moved a
ievr steps down the ladder. Then he
crouched-and peered through the dingy
lace curtains that were swaying in the
breeze.
'ihe interior was dim, but Orme suc
ceeded in distinguishing the furniture.
There were straw mats on the floor
and several chairs stood about At the
opposite side of the room was a closed
door. From his knowledge of Madam
Alia's apartment, Orme knew that this
door opened into the hall of the build
ing, and the square ground glass, with
its reversed letters of the athlete's
name, told him that it was used as the
chief entrance. Madam Alia preferred
her clients to enter into another room.
In the farther corner of the interior
Orme saw a large square table. It was
covered with a red print cloth, which
hung over the edge, nearly to the floor.
If he could reach that table and con
ceal himself beneath it. his position
would be better.
And now he suddenly remembered
that the outline of his head would be
visible against the outer light to
anyone within. The room seemed to
be empty, but at that instant he
heard a door open. He drew his head
up. Some one was moving about the
room.
The steps went here and there.
Chairs were shifted, to judge from tho
sound. But evidently there was only
one person, for Orme could hear no
YOices. He decided that Arima was
preparing: for visitors.
Again he heard a door open and
close. Had Arima gone out. or had
some other person entered? Orme
waited a moment, listening; no sound
came from within. He lowered his
head and peered. Tho room was
empty.
Arima might return at any moment,
but the chance had to be taken.
Quickly, silently. Orme descended to
the platform, slid over the sill and tip
toed over to the table. Another in
stant and he was under the cover.
WINTER GAY TIME IN CANADA
Tobogganing a Source cf Great Delight
for Those Who Love Swift
Traveling.
It takes a good Canadian really to
enjoy winter; for winter is a part of
the national spirit of Canada. From
the shores of Labrador to the moun
tains of the west, and from the bound
ary of the United States to the frozen
arctic, it descends with impartial rigor,
binding the vast country in the com
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CHAPTER X.
"Find the American.
As Orme let the table cover fall
back to its normal position and turned
to get himself into a comfortable atti
tude his hand touched something soft
and yielding. For a moment he was
startled, but the sound of a throaty purr
and the realization that his hand was
resting on fur soon told him that his
companion in biding was a cat.
He wondered whether the Japanese
liked pets. From what little he knew of
Japanese character it did not seem to
him consistent that they should care
for animals. Yet here was a peaceful
tabby.
In order to accommodate himself to
his close quarters, Orme bad to double
his legs back, resting on his thigh and
supporting the upper part of his body
with one hand. The cat settled down
against his knee.
The light filtered redly through the
table cover. To his satisfaction he
found a small hole, evidently a burn
made by some careless smoker.
Through this aperture he could look
out. His range of vision included the
greater part o'f the room, excepting the
side on which the table stood. He
could see the window and several
chairs, as well as the door into the
adjoining room, but the door into the
hall was out of view, at bis right.
While he was looking about, a man
came from the next room. Doubtless it
was Arima; at least Orme recognized
the Japanese who had overcome him
in the porter's office at the Pere Mar
quette the night before. He stepped
into the room with a little smile on
his brown face. Seating himself in a
chair, he fixed his heels in the rungs
and clasped his hands about his
knees. He was waiting.
1 he black eyes rested on the table.
To Orme they seemed to be boring
through the cover that concealed him.
and he hardly dared to breathe, but
the Asiatic appeared to observe noth
ing unusual. Orme wondered at the
unfathomable intelligence of those
eyes. He had often said of the Chinese
and Japanese that he did not trust
them for the reason that a Caucasian
could never tell what they were think
ing about. The racial difference in
thought processes he found disconcert
ing. A bell rang. Arima went to the door,
out of view, and opened it. Orme could
hear persons mounting the stairs, and
presently the voice of Arima said,
"Come in," and the visitors entered the
room.
Pausing near the door for a moment,
they exchanged a few whispered sen
tences. Then one of them walked over
toward the window. Orme repressed
an exclamation, for the figure that
came into view was the figure of Pori
tol dapper, assertive.
He was dressed as on the night be
fore, and his precious high hat was
hugged close to his shoulder.
His eyes roved with an exaggerated
assumption of important cunning.
Presently hp threw over his shoulder
a rapid sentence in a foreign tongue.
It sounded like Spanish, and Orme in
ferred that it was a dialect of Portu
guese. The answer came from an oily
tongue; the voice was Alcatrante's.
What were the South Americans do
ing here? It was only a few hours
since the Japanese had set on Alca
trante, yet here he was in a strong
hold of the enemy and expected! Had
the astute diplomat fallen into a trap?
Arima was standing, not far from
Poritol. Ins face was expressionless.
Looking from Alcatrante to Poritol and
back again, he said in English: "The
nios' honorable gontleman will soon
be here."
"That is right." said Alcatrante
suavely. "Mention no names."
Arima nodded slightly.
The silence grew intense. Orme was
relieved when it was broken by an
other ring of the bell and Arima
slipped to the door. Alcatrante moved
over beside Poritol and whispered a
few words, scarcely moving his lips.
His face looked yellow by daylight,
and the eyes behind the gold specta
cles were heavy-lidded and almost
closed. Orme inferred that the night
had been sleepless for Alcatrante.
These observations were interrupted
by the entrance of the newcomer. He
paused at the threshold, evidently to
salute, for Poritol and Alcatrante
bowed low. Then quick steps crossed
the floor and into view came a nervous
but assured-looking little figure a
Japanese, but undoubtedly a man of
great dignity. His manner of sharp
authority would be hard to dispute, for
it was supported by a personality that
seemed to be stronger than Alca
trante's. Who he was Orme could not
guess, but that he was somebody of
importance it was easy to see.
The stranger bowed again and ad
dressed himself to Alcatrante. The
conversation was carried on in
French.
"It is well that you communicated
with me. sir," he saia, "we were work
ing at cross-purposes when, in reality,
our interests were identical."
Alcatrante bowed. "I came to that
conclusion late last night." he said. "I
do not deny that it would have pleased
me to carry the affair through by my
self." "Yes, your position would then have
mon bond of winter sports. And it
takes the Canadian with his easy go
ing propriety and love of living pleas
antly to turn cold and snow and ice
to sociability and pleasure.
Tobogganing is a perennial delight
among those people who love to travel
a mile in a minute or so and walk
back uphill to do it again. Out in the
west, where government trails have
been made up to the mines there is
tobogganning, or its equivalent with;
sleds and bobs. Around the base of one
precipice and again along to every
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Documents.
been stronger." The Japanese smiled
faintly.
"Out," continued Alcatrante, with a
slight grimace, "the activity of your
men made that impossible. I have no
lieutenants such as yours." He shot
an ugly gleam at Poritol, whose sud
den assumption of fearsome humility
was in strange contrast to his usual
self-assurance.
"As we hold the documents" the
Japanese spoke with great distinctness
"you will necessarily admit our ad
vantage. That means, you will un
derstand, a smaller commission on the
next contract."
Alcatrante twisted his face into the
semblance of a smile. "Not too small,
or we cannot undertake the work," he
said.
"No, not too small," the stranger
agreed calmly, "but smaller than the
last. You must not forget that there
arc others who would gladly do the
same work."
"Yes, but at best they cannot get the
terms we get."
"Possibly. That is a matter still to
be determined. Meantime we have as
sumed that our interests in this docu
ment are identical. Let us test it."
"One word first," said Alcatrante.
"I take it that, if our interests are
sympathetic with yours, we may count
on your protection?"
"Most assuredly.'
"Then?"
"Then wp shall see. My fairness Is
clear in that I give you a sight of the
document with myself. I might have
denied all knowledge of it."
Alcatrante smiled" as if to say: "I
already knew so much that you could
not risk that."
The stranger turned to Arima and
said something in Japanese. Arima
replied, and the stranger explained to
Alcatrante: "I asked about my man
Maku. The American struck him on
the head last night and injured him.
Hut he is recovering. He is trouble
some that American."
Orme started. His head bumped
against the table.
"What's that?" exclaimed Poritol.
advancing. "There's something under
that table!" He stooped to lift the
cover.
One chance flashed into Orme's
mind. Quickly he seized the cat,
which was still sleeping against his
knee, and pushed it under the table
cover. It walked out into the room,
mewing plaintively.
"A cat," said Poritol. drawing back.
Arima explained in English: "It be
longs to lady upstairs. Comes down
fire escape. Shoo! Shoo!" He clapped
his hands and the animal bounded to
the window-sill and disappeared up the
iron steps.
"And now," began the stranger,
"shall we examine the documents?"
"One moment," said Alcatrante. "I
should first like a clear understanding
with you some words in private." He
moved to a corner, and there the
stranger joined him. They talked in
an undertone for several minutes. Al
catrante gesturing volubly, the stran
ger nodding now and then, and inter
jecting a few brief words.
What was going on was more than
ever a mystery to Orme. The
stranger's reference to "the next con
tract" strengthened the surmise that
the documents in the envelope were
connected with a South American
trade concession. Alcatrante had
plainly concluded that his interests
and those of the Japanese were identi
cal. He must have communicated
with the strange Japanese the first
thing in the morning. That would ac
count for his failure to call at the Pere
Marquette at ten o'clock. Learning
that the bill had been taken from
Orme, and that the coveted documents
were in the possession of the Japanese,
he had no object in keeping his ap
pointment. As for Poritol. he had be
come a figure of minor importance. '
But Orme did not let these questions
long engage him, for he had made a
discovery. Where his head bumped
against the table, the board above him
solid, as he had supposed rattled
strangely. At the moment he could
not investigate, but as sen as the cat
brink of another the trail may wind,
with a tangle of rocks and brush hem
ming it in, and grim peaks hanging
over in the background. Right down
and round about the sleds are guided
along the narrow course, and then In
to the valley where tho town nestles;
and on and on speeds the little train
of sleds or toboggans, to check their
course only for the dark boundary of
the river that i3 too deep and cold to
freeze in any weather. And in start
ing out tobogganing on the dangerous
slopes of the western mountains ev
had satisfied the suspicions of Poritol,
and Alcatrante and the stranger had
retired to their corner, he twisted his
bead back and examined the wood
above him.
The table had a drawer. From the
room outside this drawer was con
cealed by the cloth cover, and Orme
bad not suspected its existence.
Now, the table was cheaply made.
The drawer was shallow and narrow,
and it was held in position, under the
table, by an open framework of wood.
When it was pushed in, it was stopped
at the right place by two cleats; there
was no solid strip to prevent its being
pushed in too far.
Orme put his hand to the back of the
drawer. There was a space between
it and the table-top.
Cautiously he pushed his hand
through the opening-. His fingers
touched a flat object a pad of paper,
or the thought made his heart beat
a large, thick envelope. Could Arima
have used the drawer as a hiding
place?
Slowly he got the edge of the object
between his first and second fingers
and drew it a little way toward the
back of the drawer. A moment later
S he bad it under his eyes.
Yes, it was a long envelope of heavy
linen, and there were bulky papers
within. The gummed flap was toward
him. He was interested to note that,
important though the documents
seemed to be, the envelope was not
sealed with wax.
He remembered what the girl had
said: her father's name was written on
the address side. He had only to turn
it over to learn who she was. In the
circumstances such an act might be
justified. But she had not wished him
to know and he would even now re
spect her wish and keep bis own prom
ise to her first.
His first thought was to slip the en
velope into his pocket, but it occurred
to him in time that, if it did indeed
contain the documents concerning
which Alcatrante and the stranger
were disputing, it would be sought and
missed long before he could escape
from the room. So, taking a pencil
from his pocket, he inserted it under
the corner of the flap and slowly
worked the flap free. The strength of
the linen prevented any tearing.
He removed the contents of the en
velope two folded sheets of parch
ment paper, held together by an elastic
band and thrust them into the inside
pocket of his coat. All this was done
swiftly and noiselessly.
It now remained to find something to
take the place of the abstracted docu
ments. In his pocket were some print
ed prospectuses of the mine which he
had come to Chicago to investigate.
In shape and thickness they were not
dissimilar to the documents which he
had taken. He slipped toe prospectuses
into the envelope and, wetting his
finger, rubbed it along the gummed
surface of the flap. Enough glue re
mained to make the flap adhere, after
a little pressure. The job was by no
means perfect, but it was not likely to
be detected.
At that moment Alcatrante raised
his voice and said, still in French:
"You are sure, then, that this will not
delay the game, but end it?"
"Quite Sure," said the Japanese.
"Unless the documents are signed be
fore midnight tonight nothing can be
done for some time. We have the
Germans fixed. They will do what
they have thus far agreed to do, but if
any technical hitch arises, such as a
tailure to sign within the time limit,
thes will decline to renew negotia
tions. That was all we could get from
them, but it is enough now."
"And for other ships," said Alca
trante, "the commission shall be five
hundred thousand."
"Five hundred thousand. Seven hun
dred and fifty was too much."
"Five hundred thousand in gold."
"In gold."
Orme slipped5 the envelope back Into
the drawer and put his eye to the hole
in the cover. His position was now
more critical, for to open the drawer
and get the envelope Arima would
have to lift the table cover.
erybody invariably feels a thrill of
reassurance if told that the pilot is
a Montrealer. For the man from Mon
treal is supposed to be an expert with
a toboggan, even as he is with a canoe.
It is in Montreal that tobogganing
reaches its supremecy. The men and
women start out in parties and go up
to the starting place, where several
distinct furrows mark the course of
the toboggans. In these troughs the
toboggans follow each other in rapid
transit. The sun shines bright, the air
is sharp and exhilarating. The snow
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The stranger turned to Arima. "Give
us the envelope," he said.
. Arima approached the table. Orme
crowded back against the wall as far
as he could, knowing that the chances
of escaping discovery were strongly
against him. But he was saved by the
very eagerness of the others. They all
crowded about Arima, as he lifted the
cover, opened the drawer and took out
the envelope. So close did they stand
that Orme was out of their angle of
vision. The table cover fell again, and
he was safe. He resumed his position
at the peep-hole.
The stranger stepped to the middle
of the room, the others gathering
around him. With a quick jerk he
ore the envelope open, and taking or.'
the papers, ran his eye over them
rapidly. He uttered an exclamation.
"What is it?" said Alcatrante. The
South American's hand was shaking,
and perspiration stood out on his fore
head. The Japanese snarled. "Tricked!
They've fooled us. That honorable
burglar of yours got the wrong en
velope." Alcatrante snatched the papers.
"'Prospectus,'" he read, 'of the Last
Dare Mining Company.' But I do not
understand."
The Japanese glared at him angrily.
"If you had kept out of this business,"
he snapped, "and let Maku attend to it.
everything would have been right.
Now your burglars have spoiled it."
He snatched back the harmless pros
pectuses and tore them in two. throw
ing the fragments to the floor and
grinding them under .his heel.
Arima spoke. "Pardon, honorable
sir, Maku say the right envelope was
taken from the safe. Maku know."
"Ha! Then it was you who were
tricked outwitted. That American
reached the tree before you last
evening and substituted these papers.
Go back to Japan, Arima. I don't need
you."
Arima bowed submissively. As for
the stranger, his rage gave way to
despair.
"What shall I say to the emperor?"
he muttered. "What shall I say to the
emperor?"
Then his feelings came again under
control; he looked calmly at Alca
trante. "Well he said, "what would
you suggest?"
Alcatrante's face was a puzzle. Every
shade of doubt, disappointment, anger,
suspicion and shrewd deduction passed
over it. He was putting into play that
marvelous power of concentration on
subtle issues that had enabled him to
play so brilliantly the role of interna
tional under-dog. At last he smiled
and spoke.
"Find the American," he said.
Suddenly there was a knock at the
door. Arima looked at his master, who
nodded indifferently and said: "Yes,
see who it is. It can do no barm
now."
Orme heard the door open. What
startled him first was the action of
Poritol, who stepped back to the wall,
his jaw dropping, bis face a picture of
embarrassment and fright. Alcatrante
and the stranger showed amazement.
For a moment they stood thus in
silence, and then from the door came a
clear voice:
"What? You here, Mr. Alcatrante?
And the Japanese minister?"
Orme almost sprang from his hiding
place. The voice was the voice of the
girl!
CHAPTER XI.
The Way Out.
The sound of the girl's voice brought
the men in the room to life. Her
words were shaded to a tone of fear
less scorn which must have bitten
deep, for Alcatrante and the Japanese
minister looked like schoolboys caught
in wrong-doing. The South American
gnawed at his lip; the Japanese looked
at the floor, and Orme now realized
that the manner which had seemed so
indicative of a masterful personality
was the' manner which springs from
power the manner that is built upon
the assurance of a tremendous back
ing. The tension was broken by Poritol.
The little man's dismay suddenly gave
way to an eager and voluble excite
ment, and he rushed across the room,
exclaiming: "Oh. my dear miss "
"No names." commanded Alcatrante.
harshly, turning to his subordinate.
"My dear young lady." continued
Poritol breathlessly. "1 am the victim
of your misunderstanding. You will
permit me to explain."
She answered with an even, cutting
edge in her voice: "You cannot ex
plain, Mr. Poritol."
'But " he began, blind to her mean
ing. "I do not care to hear you." she
said; and Poritol slunk back to his
former position. From his face it was
clear that he had no desire except to
get away.
Meantime Alcatrante aroused blra
seir. 'My friend here" he indicated
the Japanese "and myself are here on
business which concerns our two na
tions. Your appearance, I presume, is
due to a desire to engage the profes
sional services of Mr. Arima. Or per
haps you were trying to find the for
tune teller upstairs." He barely re
pressed his sneer.
The girl did not answer. She re
mained by the door, and but xor the
lies like a fine, dry powder of dia
mond dust. Everybody is clogged
with snow dust. Everybody is tingling
hot. and everybody's face is aflame
with ruddy color. The Chinaman
didn't see the philosophy of "Whist!
walkee backee. one mile." But the
Canadian doesn't ask for the philoso
phy of it He merely goes in for en
joying it, and incidentally gets a whole
lot of exercise out of the thing.
It looks as if the devil never took a
vacation.
attitudes of the others Orme would not
have known but that she had gone. Aa
it was, he could read in their bearing
tfie disconcerting effects of her contin
ued disdain.
The Japanese spoke. "Will yon en
ter, miss, or shall we direct you oa
your way? Arima will come out and
talk with you, if you co wish."
Still no answer. To Orme, In his
hiding, there was something uncanny
in her failure to respond. But he could
picture her Truth, calm in the pres
ence of subterfuge.
"Will you not state your deslra!"
Again the Japanese. He was smiling
now, with the false politeness of his
race.
And then she spoke: "That envelop
on the floor was stolen from my fath
er's home. It bears 'my father's
name."
Before Alcatrante could stop him,
little Poritol, with some vague hope of
making amends, had snatched up the
torn envelope and taken It to her. He
returned to the range of Orme's vision
with an air of virtuous importance.
"The contents." said the girl
"where are the papers?"
Alcatrante and the Japanese looked
at each other. It was as if they said,
"In view of our failure we might as
well make a clean breast of it." But
J Alcatrante was too cunning to take the
Initiative in confession. He left that
to the Japanese, who spoke unheal
tatingly. "The only papers In the
were these." He picked up
prospectuses from the floor
them extended in his hand.
envelope
the torn
and held
"Our SUB
priso is as great as yours."
"Do you expect me to believe that?"
"Whether you believe It or not, my
dear young lady, it is true."
There was a moment of silence, then
the Japanese continued: "We have rea
son to think that the envelope was for
a time last night in the possession of
an American, and that he substituted
these circulars for whatever the en
velope may have held."
Orme's impulse to declare himseil
was almost irresistible. A man whose
instincts were less cautious would have
thrown the table over and ranged him
self beside the girl. Orme was not
fearful, but he knew that the chances
of a successful outcome would be les
sened by exposure. Even if he and the
girl got safely from the room, there
would be a pursuit, and the risk of
losing the papers would be great.
As for the girl, she clearly was In no
danger. These men would not harm
her.
But would the assertion of the Japa
nese lead her to doubt Orme? Would
she believe that be had actually re
covered the papers the night before
and kept them for his own purposes?
He remembered that he had given her
only the scantiest account of his ad
venture at the tree, for he had wished
to spare her. the details of an Incident
that meant her disappointment as well
as his own. She might now readily at
tribute his reticence to a desire to
conceal something.
And then came her voice. Her first
words brought a glow to Orme's heart:
"I know that you are mistaken. No
American has those papers." Orme
breathed his relief. Then she added
the dubious word "Unless "
So she did doubt him after all. Well,
he could not blame her. The scqne in
the room the frankness of the Japa
nese, which could only be attributed
to discomfiture; the empty envelope;
the torn prospectuses on the floor, all
these conditions pointed to the truth of
the explanation she had heard.
On the other hand, there was his ap
pearance on the lake, an hour or more
after the episode on the campus. Might
it not occur to her that, had he already
secured the papers, he would have had
no object in the further pursuit of the
Japanese? But, perhaps she would
think that he was seeking Arima to
sell the papers back to him; or that,
in spite of his appearance of surprise,
he had been a witness of her abduc
tion and had gone out on the water to
save her. There were so many things
she might think! Indeed, that dubious
word "unless" might even signify,
"unless he has secured the papers
since I last saw him.' But no; she
would gather from tin situation in
which she found her enemies that the
envelope had not been out of their pos
session since it was taken from the
tree. Orme shut his lips hard. Her
doubt of him wmld have to be en
dured, even though it shattered his
pleasant dream of her complete and
sympathetic understanding.
Alcatrante. meantime, was studying
the girl with curious eyes. His look
was both perplexed and admiring.
(TO BK CONTINUED.)
Accompaniments of Eating.
Meals are best taken during those
periods when the body is at rest The
time for taking food must not be too
short. During the meal it is better
not to think of business or serious or.
perhaps, even sad things. Our whole
and undivided attention should be
given to our meals. Pleasant com
pany, light conversation, jokes and
stories add to the enjoyment of food.
Medical Record.
Londoners Use Many Matches.
Four and a half million gross boxes
cl matches are used in London in a
year.
Dyspepsia.
Man's normal appetites and pas
sions, if used temperately, make his
earth heaven, but If abused or polluted
may or can make it living helL Same
way about foods, particularly meats.
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and then is cooked right, it Is all
right all together, 83 delicious as in
cense of the gods. But if not right to
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A woman's club sometimes reminds
a man of a hammer.
In the Spring cleanse the system and
purify the blood by the use of Garfield Tea.
The Practical Agriculturist.
Adam sniffed at the book farmer.
"I don't believe in spraying apple
trees," he snorted.
Domestic Amenities.
Father I think the baby looks like
you.
Mother Yes, it shuts its eyes to aa
awful lot.
His Place.
"The trouble about my son Is that
e never knows where he is at."
"Then why not get him a Job wita
the weaker bureau?"
A Matter of Size.
Wife I want a cap, please, for my
ausband.
Shopkeeper Yes, madam. What
size does he wear?
Wife Well, I really forget. His col
lars are size sixteen, though I expect
he'd want about size eighteen or
twenty for a cap, wouldn't he?
Brought the Tears.
An unusual incident marked a re
cent Are In New York. The fire
started in the cellar of a five-story ten
ement and before tt was extinguished
the 18 families ic the building and ah
the firemen were weeping copiously
from inflamed vyes. In the ceUr
many bags of cnions had been stored,
fhe chief fireiran allowed the tenantr
to remain in the building, assuring
them that the fire was confined to
the ".ellar. hey did not stay, how
ever, when 'Jje onions had got well
fire.
EOITOR BROWNE
Of Th? Rcckford Morning Star.
"About seven years ago I ceased
drinking coffee to give your Postum a
trial.
"I had suffered acutely from various
forms o indigestion and my stomach
had berome so disordered as to repel
almost :very sort of substantial food.
My gcreral health was bad. At close
intervals I would suffer severe attacks
which confined me in bed for a week
or niorv. Soon after changing from
coffee : Postum tho indigestion
abatedr and in a short time ceased
entirely. I have continued the daily
use of vour excellent Food Drink and
assure you most "cordially that I am
Indebted to you for the relief it has
brough. me.
"Wishing you a continued success, I
am Yours very truly,
J. Stanley Browne,
Managing Editor."
Of course, when a man's health
shows Je can stand coffee without
trouble, let him drink it, but most
highly organized brain-workers sin
ply cannot.
The drugs natural to the coffee ber
ry affect the stomach and other organs
and thence to the complex nervous
system, throwing it out of balance and
producing disorders in various parts
of tho body. Keep up this daily pois
oning and serious disease generally
supervenes. So when man or woman
finds that coffee Is a smooth but dead
ly enemy and health Is of any value
at all, there is but ono road quit.
It Is easy to find out if coffee be the
cause of the troubles, -for if left off 10
days and Postum be used In its place
and the 6lck and diseased conditions
begin to disappear, the prco!3 un
answerable. Postum is not good If made by short
boiling. It must be boiled full 15 min
utes after boiling begins, when the
crisp flavor and the food elements are
brought out of the grains and the bev
erage is ready to fulfill its mission of
palatable comfort and renewing the
cells and nerve centers broken dowa
by coffee.
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