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    September 23, IDOL
THE ILLUSTRATED P.EE.
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and pruning tho trees. In the first place
ready for tho demand of tho future. Ho
has sot them to work gathering in tho
fresh preen crop; In tlie second place, ready
for tho present demand, and with the aid of
machinery furnished by the plant at Mon
roe, he has sot them to work pressing from
tin? leaves and brunches tho sap or juice,
ready for tho manipulation ly Loriiner and
liis chemists. In this way he accomplish! 8
Several things. His subjects tire earn ng
money, which means flint they are lcgin
ntng to possess tho necessities of civiliza
tion, enjoying pome of the comforts of
their more elTete brethren. Ho saves much
of the cost of transportation; much of tho
cost of high-priced labor. He Is gradually
developing his country. Krom the Hod
forsaken, man-for.s:iken Island that It was,
th Isle of Swat has entered, as it were,
the arena of events.
More than ull. Constitutional Smith, tho
etrong-arm man, is well and happy. For
lio Is safe, and ho Is busy, and he Is work
ing out a scheme which was begotten by
hiui ho wants to see it through. Over In
Now York the police authorities still look
In viiin for Constitutional Smith. Save in
ho guise of Hillington O'Koofe. It Is un
safe tit him to appear. Today ho Is more
talked about, perhaps, than any other crim
inal in the United States. Hut they have
not found hlin yet. He is still O'Keefc,
Akoond of Swat.
I'illlngton O'Keefc, a man of keen busi
ness judgment, f wallowed his wrath; ho
understood that he had a master to dal
with, and he preferred to deal with him
on bitter terms. So enthusiastic did he
become about tho business that In the heart
of summer he bought yacht and sailed with
a picked crew down to the Isle of Swat.
He sent for Smitli and Smith came aboard.
Kiioh man held out his hand and then
burst Into simultaneous laughter.
"Ive come down," said O'Keefc, "to make
a sure enough bargain with you there's
something in this, afb r all."
"Hargaiti." said Smith, "I thought wo
hud a bargain all along." Ho was un
willing to recognize the fact that O'Keefe
liaii attempted to beguile htm.
"We'll put it In writing, then." said TM1
liivtcn O'Keefe. They d:d. After a l?ng!hy
conversation one of the two men went
ashore, and one returned to Monroe.
The niun who went ashore was Hillington
O'Keefe. The man who returned to Mon
roe was Constitutional Smith. O'Keefe
wanted to look Into things down there, and
Smith sighed for u few weeks of the states.
Some days after his return Constitutional
Smith entered the office of John Lorimer.
Ixirlmer waved his hand. "Mr. O'Kccfo,"
he said. Smith sat clown It was In the
new factory office and looked about with
a sigh of satisfaction.
"Mr. l.orlmer," he said pulling a paper
from his pocket, "you may not be aware
that one-third of your profits on the Balm
of Swat have been coming to me."
"To you?" g;mped Ixirlmer. "You, Mr.
O'Keefe? Are you behind thl3 thing?"
"I am," returned Smith. "In fact, I am
O'Keefe, Akoond of Swat."
"No?" said Larimer. A flush mantled his
cheek. This was indeed success. To be
backed by a man of wealth like Hillington
O'Keefe was worth while.
"The other third," said Smith, "goes to
my my representative at the Island. That
makes a fair division all around. Nov what
I'm after Is this. Two of us have talked it
over. This balm is a good thing, and thero
are other good things like It. Besides that
chcaji labor that we have down at my
my principality Is worth while. And be
sides that I'm a good thing, my associate
is a good tiling, and you are a good thing.
So if you've got nothing else to do, put
your name to that und we'll call it square."
He tossed over a paper. It was a e.--tillcate
of inconoration, signed by tho
name of Hillington O'Keefe, signed also
by the name of Henry Swackhammer
(whose initials happen to bo tho same as
those of Hezeklah Smith), and there was
a vacant place for John Ixrlmer to sign.
Lorimer read It over, then he signed It,
Later it was placed on record.
"It will be called tho Lorimer Chomi al
company." said Smith, "you to bo presi
dent and each of us to get one-third of
the profits. I'll put up tho money; my
representative will put up the crop and
the stock ho has on hand, and you put In
the patents and the brains and there we
are. And if it's all right, why put it
there."
Lorimer put It there. He was glad to.
His day had come. Ho knew now that it
' had paid hira to wait, paid him to be for
these weary years John Lorimer, consult
ing chemist.
"Ocod day to you," mid Cons tltutl.inal
Smith, "and whatever you do, don't forget
to remember me to sweet Pejrgy and the
Old er that Is, to her mother. Good day."
On his way downtown again CorsCtu
tloiiil Smith met the chief of police. He
touched him on the arm.
"thief," ho said, "it was the funniest
thing that you should take me for that
Constitutional Smith of New York. I don't
know why you did it."
"Blamed if I know, either," aald tho
ch'ef. "I was never so mortified In all my
life. I was, Indeed. "
It was sortie few days Inter that John
Lorimer stood In the Robcs:wi hcius?, "out
X Jelllffo's," as it were, and did what ho
had never actually done b. fore, though he
might have done it many times, or at any
time in the last lew mouths, no far as tho
Woman now with him was cci.cerm d. The
woman w-as not Mis Peggy Itobeson; it
was her mother.
"Mrs. Hobesoti," sakl Lorimer. "I I sup
pose you'll be very much surprised, but I
come to you upon a matter of the highest
Importance. I want to marry Pegcy. I
think th.it l'eggy wants to marry inc. I
wanted to liud out Just what you thought
about it. Wo want you to be pleased, of
course, I know that I'm nobody but John
Lorimer, but"
"Mr. Lorimer," said Mrs. KobcBon, with
a deal of respect in her voice, "be seated.
Dear me, so many men have come to mo
about l'eggy. There was Mr. O'Keefe, yes,
and and Mr. O'Keefc und so many otheri,
I didn't know that you and l'eggy were
anything but very good fi lends. Still oh,
but I think l'eggy did tell mo some time
ngo some months--something about this.
1 told her, us I remember, not to think of
it. let nie see, was it you or"
"Probably it. was I," said Ixirlmer.
"I guess it was jo'i," s:iid Mrs. Kobeson,
"and l'eggy was so young, and you you
wire so young"
"Several months younger," added Lori
mer. "And I told her," said Mrs. Itobeson,
"that it would do you good Just to refuso
you and let you wait for awhile. And I
knotv it did you good. Just think! A few
months ago you were Just"
"Yes, ma'am," said Ixirlmer, smiling, "I
was Just John Ixirimor, the chemist."
"And today," went on the lady, "Just
think! You are "
"John Lorimer, the chemist," added Ixirl
mer. She shook her finger at him. "And I be
lieve It was Ji.st because of my interfer
ence," she said archly. "I know what Is
good for young men. It has made you
what you are."
"Yes, ma am," said John Lorimer.
"Hut oh, well, I suppose you can marry
Teggy, If you want to. Sometime ago she
actually wanted to marry that odious Hil
lington O'Keefc Just think of It! I wouldn't
let her."
Loriiner shook bis head. "He's rich,
though," he observed.
The lady shook her head, "itiehes," she
said, "are nothing to me nothing at all.
But, yes, well I suppose you can have her.
You are getting along so well aud prosper
ously. 1 suppose one of these days you
will bo u billionaire. Y'ou you can tako
l'eggy with my blessing."
"Dear old girl," grinned Lorimer to him
self, as he left the room. "I wonder If
there are any more like her." Afterwards
Ixirlmer found she was not so bad as he
had thought, Mrs. Robeson, as has been
said, wan a woman with one Idea, one
ambition the possession of a well-to-do
son-in-law After Bhe had found him finally
In John Ixiriiner she was sutisfted, und she
dropped the subject. She did, however,
always pride herself on having selected for
Peggy such a husband. Peggy let it go nt
that.
His little conversation with Mrs. Kobe
son Lorimer knew to be nothing but a
mere fotmality. He knew that his success
had removed any objection which she
might have.
But he was glad to get It over, and the
happiest moment of bin life up to that time
was when he led l'eggy Itobeson to the
cosy corner underneath the stairs and held
her In his arms nnd told her for the
hundred and first time what he thought
of her. And she had heard it bj very often.
"Dear little girl," said John lorimer,
"dear little Peggy."
And l'eggy, earnest little girl that she
was, looked up into his face and said to
him gravely, as become a Jelliffe, und
honestly, as becomo a Robeson:
"Whithersoever thou guest, I will go;
where thou lodgest, 1 will lodge; thy people
shall be my people and thy God my God.
Where thou diest, I will die and there
shall I be buried."
Constitutional Smith, still sojourning in
the city of Monroe, who, in his capacity
as Hillington O'Keefe, was not backward
about coming forward, took it upon him
self to nttend the wedding of John Ixirl
mer and lVgy Itobeson, a:id made buld
enough to invite the chemist and his wife
to make their wtdding journey on his (?)
yacht, and to take a birdsoyc view of the
Island of Swat.
They accepted the invitation, with an
eye both to business aud to sentiment. All
other considerations aside, a yacht, be it
said, is U4i ideal place to spend a wedding
trip. Lorimer and l'eggy found it so. And
Constitutional Smith he was an Ideal host,
for ho made himself as scarce us possible.
And Lorimer and l'eggy could stand this
sort of treatment very will.
After a few days out i few more or
less, what does It matter on a wedding
trip Ixirlmer caught his bride by the arm.
"Look, l'eggy," he said, "there's hind!"
On this occasion Constitutional Smith was
within earshot.
"That," he said gravely, pointing toward
the land, "that Is tho Island or Swat."
That evening Rillington O'Keefe came
aboard -the real O'Keefe. O'Keefe and
Smith were bom managers, und so cleverly
did they nrrnnire meetings and departures
that uone of the natives, and. In fact, mm a
of the yacht's crew knew of the different
In identity. l,orlmt r and l'tj.-gy certainly
never knew it they didn't cue at this
time much about outside matters. The
yacht, of course, anchored a short dis
tance from the shore, in the morning I.oti
ni r and his bride slopped ashore with
Smith and saw what there was to see.
There Was not much, but the saw it ail
and returned. They had auction d but fur
n day and in the evening liny were to
sail aiiii.
Toward evening O'Keefe and Smith sat In
a st.iti room overlooking the island.
"Kvcrything," sail) O'Koero, "is in good
shape. You'll go ashore this evening and
I'll go back to Monroe."
"The couple." said Smith, referring to
Lorimer and Ptgi'y, "the couple won't
bother i on. Leave 'em alone and they're
ull right. The.v'ro both all right, anyway."
"That reminds me," said O'Keefe. "I've
fcot a little affair ot that kind myself.
I've been hanging around a widow out
there in Monroe for a few months, mora
or less, and, by George, I'm going to marry
her, that's what."
"A widow!" exclaimed Smith. "Who Is
she anyway?"
"Name's Hallowell," returned O'Keefe.
"I guess you've heard of her, haven't you?"
"Hallowell," said Smitli, thinking as he
said it of a plump arm that used to rot
near him on the table, "Hallowell? I be
lieve I did. Seems familiar anyway."
"She's a widow," said O'Keefe, "ami she's
all right."
Suddenly he touched Constitutional Smith
uiMin tho arm. "Say," he asked, "ain't you
ever married? Haven't ou got any w fe?"
Constitutional Smith smiled. He waved
his hand toward th- Isle of Swat.
"Married!" he exclaimed. "I ain't much
married." Again ho waved his hand to
ward the Isle.
"I Hln't only got a matter of six or t iRbt
or ten wives over thero In Swat. But what
can you expect. I only been there u mat
ter of a lew months or so. Give me a
chance. A niun can't do everything at
once."
From which It may be Inferred that Mr.
Smith was Indulging in mere nlry persl
llage. He In Id out his hand.
"So long," he said.
Two minutes later he dropped over the
ves sel's side.
"So long!" ho called, "Goodbye."
Constitutional Smith, at one time strong
arm man, swindler, nnd general nil-round
grafter but now an honest man Strong
Arm Smith seized the oars and, whistling
a merry tune, he rowed for the shore.
There was a tinkle of the bell nnd the
yacht's engines began to throb and pul
sate. In the twinkling of an eye she swung
around and Ftarted off.
Two young people were leaning over her
stern. They were watching an unknown
man rowing toward the shore In a small
boat. It was almost dark. Finally they
could see hlin no longer, but tho tune he
was whistling was plain enough. It was
none other than "Sweet l'eggy."
John Ixirlmer, a man with a good voice,
and with plenty of good reason for using
It; a young man, with all a young man's
romantic nature, took up In words the
song that the other man was carrying In
tune:
I' rather own that car. sir.
With l'eggy for my bride.
Than a coach and four nnd gold galore
And a lady by my side.
For the lady would pit fornlnst me
On a cushion made with taste.
But Peggy would sit beside me
With my arm about her waist.
As she sat In the low-harked car
Thi man Ht the turnpike bar
Never asked for his toll,
But just raked his poll.
And looked after the low-backed ear.
John Ixirlmer. consulting chemist,
stooped down and kissed his bride, l'eggy
Robeson Lorimer, not once, but many,
mnny times. Hillington O'Keefe. who was
on his way toward them, looked once nnd
changed his mind. Then ho rubbed his old.
or rather middle-aged poll, and sauntered
somewhere else.
Over on the Isle of Pwnt a group of na
tives ran down to the shore In the dark
ness nnd hauled up a boat.
"Oh Keefe. Oh Keefe." they rrled, n a
man stepped out. "Oh Keefe, Akoond of
Swat."
This man, of course, was Constitutional
Smith.
TH R END.
Trapped by a Petticoat
In Cad walluder park, Trenton, N. J., thero
Is a bird of freedom that is not free a
glomus American eagle that, so to speak,
Is, or was, henpecked. Any way. It Is sub
mitted to petticoat rule, anil Is now Im
prisoned In a cage as a result.
Mrs. George T. Shaw fought this euglo
and vanquished It with her petllcaot. It
(tho eagle, not tho petticoat! measured Just
five feet eleven Inches from tip to tip, and
It looks hungry.
Imprisoned. It is not wholly without sym
pathizers. Meek looking men are at
tracted to the rage, and look their thoughts
as thry gnzo on the once proud monarch
of tho upper dop. Their thoughts run
something like this: "Sorry for you, old
chap. Know how It Is myself."
Mrs. Shaw and her friend, Annot Pcn-
r-:e, were walking In Mr. Penrose's g-fa
den when down swooped the eagles
The big bird sunk Its talons into .Mrt
Shaw's shoulders, and actually tri-d t
carry her off.
The wonu n screamed for help. Mrs.
Rliaw threw herself to the ground, ninl
the bird fluttered nwny for a second. Be
fore she could arise It flew nt her ngiiin,
and, gripping her skirt, tried to rise with
her. The terrifying spei tacle of the mi.
galnly bird smothering her with Its flop
ping wlng-i did not deprive Mrs. Shaw of
her presence of mind. Seining the bottom
of her skirt and petticoat she drew them
up over the struggling bird, enveloping it.
The eagle fought Willi Its bond and beak,
t. ilons and w iters.
"Sit on it!" cried Mrs. Shaw, and Mrs.
Penrose dropped on the bundle of petticoat
that held the American eagle. The two
women hi'1.1 on lor dear life until men ar
rived nnd helped them out of their pre
dicament. The bird's wings were bound
with ropes and the feet tied, and the two
women, much delighted, gave the bird of
fre dom to the keep-r of the park, to lie.
caged and gazed oil by the younger gener
ation. Aunt Dinah's lint Tinier
Cooks are often accused of want of
method, but tho Aunt lUnah In Howard
Paul's new egg story Is not opt n to any
uch reproach. Invariably when she put
the eggs In the suuccpiiu she began singing;
"Koek of Ages" und sang through two
verses.
"Aunt Dinah." asked Mr. Paul, "are
thero not three verso in that hymn?"
"Har Is, massa. but 1 sings only two
when I wants 'em soft and three when I
wants 'em hard." Atlanta Constitution.
Millstone to Flour Mill
A certain king having brought bin artnjr
lip to the highest standard of clnVIncr
congratulated his people in a public de
cree. "Heboid." said he, "In plat.; of tho an
cient millstone which was formerly about
your necks, I have hung a modern flour
mill!" "Hunan!" cried the people, and wept with
Joy that heaven had thus safeguarded the)
fatherland. Puck.
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