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= arnom Blind yy al kind of inner consciousness that he knew the hour to be midnight. Midnight meant the coming of the last day. fter sunrise, some greasy loung- er, pregnant of cheap tobacco, would come in and assume that he represent- ed the sheriff, bills would be hung, like banners on the outward walls, and then— CHAPTER I. “Who peaks?’ David Steel dropped his eyes from the ‘rar and shuddered, as a man who sees his own soul bared for the first And yet the mirror was in itself artistic beauty—engraved in a frame of deep old time. @ thing of Florentine gla: Flemish oak. The novelist had pur- Bells, somewhere. Like the bells in chased it in Bruges, and now it stood as | the valley wh the vicarage uSed to @ joy and a thing of beauty against the | 8taud. Steel vaguely wondered who : a now lived in the house where he was full red wall over the fire place: And | porn. He was staring, in the most ab- Steel had glanced at himself therein and | sent way, at his telephone, utterly un- seen murder in his eyes. conscious of the shrill impatience of the Ee dropped into a chair with a groan | little voice. He saw the quick pulsa- fer his own helple Men have e striker and he came back to done that kind of thing before when the tridges are all gone and the bayonets are twisted and broken and the brown waves of the foe come snarling over the freastwerks. And then they die dog- gedly, with the stones in their hands, and cursing the tardy supports that brought t black shame upon them. But Steel's ru: of another kind. he man was a fighter to his finger-tips. He had dogged determination and splendid physical courage; he had grad- ually thrust his way into the front rank of livi ovelists, though the taste of 11 bitter in his mouth. And how good success was, now that it had come! People envied him. Well, that w fm the sweets of victory. They pi his blue china, they lingered before his Jefferies, of Weekly Messenger, of course. Jefferies was fond of a late chat on the telephone. Steel wonlered, grimly, if Jefferies would Jend him £1,000. He tlung him- self down in a deep lounge chair and placed the receiver to his ear. By the deep, hoarse clang of the wires, a long- distance message, assuredly. “From London, evidently. London! Are you there?” London responded that it was. A soft, clear voice spoke at length. “Is that you, Mr. Steel? Are you quite alone? Under the circumstances, you are not busy to-night?” Steel started. He had never heard the voice before. It was clear, and soft and commanding, and yet there was just a suspicion of mocking irony in it. Halloa, Oriental dishes and the choice pictures | “I am not very busy to-night,” Steel en his panelled walls. The whole thing | replied. “Who is speaking to me?” was still a constant pleasure to Steel’s That for the present we may not g9 into,” said the mocking voive. “As cer- old-fashioned contemporaries of ‘We meet as strang- you are quite alone!” am quite alone. Indeed, I am the the old | ind the ; tain | yours would s artistic mind. The dark walls, eak and silver, the red shad figh, artistic fittings soothed him and and played upon 1 der i ination. And behind there was | @ study, filled with books and engrav- y one in the house."” ings, and beyond that again, a cor “Good! I have told the exchange peo- atery, filled with the choicest blossoms. | ple not ty ring off until I hove finished Steel could work with the passion flow- | With you. One advantage of telephon- ers above his head and the tender grace | ing at this hour is that one is tolerably of the typical ferns about him, and he | free from interruption. So your moth- could reach his left hand for his tele- | er is asleep? Have you told her what is phone call Fleet street to his ear. likely to hayoen to you before many it all unique, delightful, the | hours have elapsed?” artistic soul realized. Three Steel made no reply for a moment. y » David Steel had worked in | He was restless and ill at ease to-night, an attic at a bare deal table, and his | and it seemed just possible that his im- mother had £3 per week to pay for ev- | agination was playing him strange erything. Usually there was a balm inj tricks. But, no. The Moorish clock, in this recollection. its frame of celebrities droned the quar- But not to-night. Heaven help him, | ter after 12; the scent of the Dijon roses mot to-night! Little grinning demons | fleated in from the conservatory. were dancing of the oak cornices, there| “I have told nobody as yet,” Steel mocking lights gleaming from | Said, hoarsely. ‘Who in the name of Cellini tankards that Steel had given | Heaven are you?” far too much money for. It had not “That in good time, But I did not seemed to matter just at the time. If | think you were a coward.” all this arti: 1 ty ‘had emptied “No man ever told me so—face to Steel's purse, there was a golden stream | face.” coming. What mattered it that the lo- “Good, again. I recognize the fight- cal tradesmen were getting a little rest- | ins ring in your voice. If you lack cer- less? The great expense of the novel- | tain phases of moral courage, you are a tst’s life was past. In two years he | man of pluck and resource. Now, some- would be rich. And the pathos of the | body who is very dear to me is at pres- thing was not lessened by the fact that} emt in Brighton, not very far from ft was true. In two years’ time Steel | Your own house. She is in dire need of wouuld be well off. He was terribly | assistance. We can be of mutual ad- short of ready money, but he had just | Vantage to one another.” @nished a Serial story for which he was What do you mean\by that?" Steel to be paid £500 within two months of | Whispered. the delivery of the copy; two novels of Let me put the matter on a business his were respectively in their fourth | footing.” I want you to help my friend, and fifth editions. But these novels of | and in return I will help you. Bear in his he had, more or less, given a y, | mind that | am asking you to do noth- and he ground his teeth as he thought | ing wrong. If you will promise me to -ef it. Stull, everything spelt prosperity. | 89 to a certain address in Brighton to- If he lived, David Steel was bounl to | right, I promfse that before you sleep \become a rich man. the sum of £1,000 in Bank of England And yet he was ruined. Within twen- | notes shall be in your possession.” ty-four hours everthing would pass out No reply came from Steel. He could of his hands. To all practical purposes | net have Spoken at that moment for the §t had done so 1lready. And all for the | fee-simp: of Golconda. He could only want of £1,000! & 1 had earned twice | hang. gasping to the telephone. Many weird plot came and went in were n that amount during the past twelve | 4 Strarst months. and the fruits of his labour | that versatile brain, but never one more were as balm to his soul about him. | Wild than this. Apparently, no reply Within the next twelve months he couid | Was expected, for the speaker resumed: “pay the debt three times over. He “I am asking you to do no wrong. would cheerfully iaken the bill and | You may nat liy desire to know way doubled the amount for six months de- | ™y friend does not come to you. That lay. ain my secret~ our secret. We And all this because he had become | 4re trusting you because we know you surety for an absconding brother, Steel | te be a g>ntleman, but we have enemies had put his pride in his pocket and in- | Wbo are ever on the watch. All you terviewed his creditor, a little, polite, | Rave to do is to go to a certain place mild-eyed financier, who meant to have | and give a certain woman information. his money to the uttermost farthing. | You are thinking this ts a strange mys- At first he had been suave and sympa- | tery. Never was emything stranger thetic until he d discovered that | dreamt of in your philosophy. Are you Steet had debts elsewhere, and then— | agreeable?” Well, he had signed judgment, and|. The mocking ‘one died out of the to-morrow he could levy execution. small, clear voice, until it was almost Within a few hours the bottom would | Pleading. fall out of the universe so far as Steel| “You have taken me at a disadvant- was concerned. Within a few hours | ge,” said Steel. “And you know—” every butcher and baker and candle- “Everything. f am trying to save you stick-maker would come abusively for | from ruin. Fortune has played you into ‘hin Bill Steel, who could have faced a | ™my hands, I am perfectly aware that regiment, recoiled fearfully from that. | if you were not on the verge of social ‘Within a week his oak and si!ver would | extinction, you would refuse my re- ‘have to be sold and the passion flower | quest. It is in your hands to decide. would wither on the walls. You know that Beckstein, your credit- Steel kad not told anybody yet; the | or, is absolutely merciless. He will get strong man had grappled with his trou- | his money back, and more besides. This tie alone. Had he been a man of busi- | is his idea of business, To-morrow you mess, he might nave found some way | Will be an outcast—for the time, at any out of the difficulty. Even his mother j rate. Your local creditors will be inso- didn’t know. She was asleep up stairs, | lent to you; people will pity you or perhaps dreaming of her son's great- | blame you, as their disposition lies, On mess. What would the dear old mater | the other hand, you have but to say the say when she knew? Well, she had been | Word, and you are saved. You can go g00d mother to him, and it ahd been a | and see the Brighton representative of labor of love to furnish the house for | Beckstein’s lawyers, and pay them in her as for himself. Perhaps there would | paper of the Bank of England.” he a few tears in those gentle eyes, but “If I was assured of your bona- me more. Thank God, no reproaches | fides,” Steel murmpred. there! A queer little laugh, a laugh of tri- David lighted a cigarette and paced | umph, came over the wires. westlessiy around the dining room. Nev- “I have anticipated that question. er had he appreciated its quiet beauty | Haye you Greenwich time,about you?” “snore than he did now. There were flow- | _ Steel responded that he had. | It was , blood-red flowers, on the table un- | five and twenty minutes past 12, He ger the graceful electric stand that Steel | had quite ceased to wonder at any ques- had designed himself. He snapped off | tions put to him now. It was all so like the light, as if the sight prined him. and | one of his brilliant little extravaganzas, etrode into his study. For a time he “You can bang up your receiver for stood moodily gazing into its flowers | five minutes,” the voice added. Pre- and ferns. How every leaf there was | cisely at balf-past 12 you go and look on pregnant with asscciation. There was | your front doorstep. Then come back the Moorish clock, droning the midnight | and tell me what you found. You need pour. When Steel had bought that | not fear that I shall go away.” clock: Steel hung up the receiver, feeling that he needed a little rest.. His cigar- ette was actually scorching his thumb and forefinger, but he was heedless of the fact. He flicked up the dining room “Ting, ting, ting! Pring, pring, pring, priug! Ting, ting, ting, ting!’ But Steel heard nothing. Everything geomed as silont as the grave. It was lights again and rapidly made himself a sparkling soda, to which he added a little whisky. He looked almost lov- ingly at the gleaming Cellini tankard, at the pools of light on the fair dam- ask. Was it possible that He was not going to lose all this, after all? ‘The Moorish clock in the study droned the half-hour. David gulped down his whisky dnd crept shakily to the front door, with a feeling on him that he was doing some- thing stealthily. The bolts and chains rattled under his trembling fingers, Out- side the whole world seemed to be sleep- ing. Under the wide canopy of .stars some black object picked out with shin- ing points lay on the white marble breadth of the top step. A gun-metal cigar case set in tiny diamonds. The novelist fastened the front door and staggered to the study. A pretty, artistic thing such David had fully | intended to purchase for himself. He had seen one exactly like it in a jewel- | er’s window in North street. He had pointed it out to his mother. Why, it was the very one! No doubt about it whatever. David had had the case in his hands, and had reluctantly dectined | the purchase. He pressed the spring, and the ¢: lay open before kim. Inside were pa- pers; soft, crackling papers: the ¢ was crammed with them. They were white and clean, and twenty-five of them in all. Twenty-five Bank of Eng- land notes for £10 each— t, “Are you there?” he whispered, as if fearful of listeners. “I have found your parcel.” ‘ “Containing the notes. So far, so good. Yes, you are right; it is the same cigar case you admired so much in Lockhart’s the other day. Well, we have given you an instance of our bona- fides. But £250 is of no use to you at present. Beckstein’s people would not accept it on account—they can make more money by ‘selling you up,’ as the poetic phrase goes. It is in your hands to procure the other £750 before you sleep. You can take it as a gift, or, if you are too proud to do that, you may regard it as a loan. In which case you can bestew the money on such charities as commend themselves to you. Now, are you going to place yourself entirely in my hands?” Steel hesitated no longer. Under the circumstances, few men would, as he had a definite assurance that there was nothing dishonorable to be done. A lit- tle courage, a little danger, perhaps, and he could hold up his head before the world; he could return to his desk to-morrow with the passion-flowers over his head and the scent groves sweet to his nostrils. And the mater could dream happily, for there would be no sadness or sorrow in the morning. “I will do exactly what you tell me,” he said. “Spoken like a man,” the voice cried. “Nobody will know you have left the house—you can be home in an hour. You will not be missed. Come, time is getting short, and I have my ris as well as others. Go at once to Old Steine. Stand on the path close to the shadow of King George IV., and wait there. Somebody will say ‘Come,’ and you will follow. Good-night!” Steel would have said more, but the tinkle of his own bell told him that the stranger had rung off. He laid his ci- gar case on the wviting table, slipped his cigarette case into his pocket, satis- fied himself that he had his latch-key. and put on a dark overcoat. Overheady. the dear old mater was sleeping peace- fully. He closed the front door careful- ly behind him and strode resolutely in- to the darkness. se CHAPTER I. The Crimson Blind. David walked swiftly along, his mind in a perfect whirl. Now that once he | had started, he was eager to See the adventure through. It was strange, but stranger things had happened. More than one correspondent with | queer persnal experiences had taught him that. . Nor was Steel in the least afraid. He was horribly frightened at Cisgrace or humiliation, but physical ccurage he had in high degree. And was he not going to save his home and good name? David had not the least doubt on the | latter score. Of course he would 40} nothing wrong, nor would he keep the | money. This he preferred to regara as | a loan—a loan to be paid off before Jong. At any rate, money or ro money, he would have been sorry to have abandoned the adventure now. His spirits ros> 1s he walked along; a great weight had fallen from his shoui- | ders. He smiled as he thought of his mother, peacefully sleeping at home. What would his mother think if she knew? But, then, nobody was to know. That had been expressly settled in the bond. Save for an oczasional prliceman, the streets were deserted. It was a little cold and raw for the time of year, and a fog, like a pink blanket, was creeping in from the sea. Down in the Steine the big are lights gleamed here and there like nebulous blue globes; it was hardly possible to see across the road. In the half-shadcw behind Steel the statue of th2 First Gentleman in Ku- rope glowed gigantic, ghost-like in the mist, ‘ It was marvellously still there, so still that David could hear the tinkle of the yébbles on che beach. He stood back by the gate of the gardens watching the play of the leaf silhouettes on the pavement, quaint patterns of fantastic designs thrown up in high relief by the arc-light above. From the dark, fozgy throat of St. Jame’s street came the tinkle of a cycle bell. On so still a night the noise seemed bizarre and out of place. Then the cycle loomed in sight; the rider, muffled and humped over the front wheel, might have been a man or a woman. As the cyclist flashed by, something white and gleam- ing dropped into the road, and the sin- gle word, “Come!” seemed to cut like a knife through the fog. That was all. The rider had looked neither to the right nor to the left, but the words were distinctly uttered. At the same instant an arm dropped and a long fin- ger pointed to a gleaming white square in the road. It was like an instantane- ous photograph—a flash, and the figure had vanished in the fog. “This grows interesting,” Steel mut- tered. “Evidently my shadowy friend has dropped a book of rules in the road for me. The plot thickens.” It was only a plain white card that lay in the road. A few lines were typed on the back of it. The words might } ting. ‘those open have been curt, but they were to the point: , “Go along the sea front and turn into Brunswick Square. Walk along the right side of the square until you reach 218. You will read the number over the fanlight. Open the door and it will yicld to you; there is-no occasion to knock. The first door inside the hall leads into the dining room. Walk into there and wait. Drop this card down the gutter just onposite you.” David read the directions once or twice carefully. He made a mental note of 218, After that he dropped the card down the drain trap nearest at hand. A little way ahead of him he heard the cycle bell trilling, as if in approval of nis action. Rut David had made up his mind to.observe every rule of the game. Besides, he might be rigidly watched. The spirit of adventure ‘was growing upon Steel now. He was no longer hold- ing the solid result before his eyes. He was ready to see the thing through for its own sake. And, as he hurried up North street along Western road, and, finally, down Preston street, he could hear the purring tinkle of the cycle bell before him. But not once did he catch sight of the shadowy rider. All the same, his heart was beating a little faster as he turned into Bruns- wick Square. All the houses were in pitchy Garkness, as they naturally would be at 1 o'clock in the morning, so it was only with great difficulty that Stee! could make out a number here and there. . As ne walked. slowly and hesitatingly, along, the cycle bell rung impatiently ahead of him. “A hint to me.” David muttered. Stupid’ that I should have forgotten the directions to read the number over the fanlight. Also, it is logical to suppose that I am going to find lights at No. 218. All right, my friend; no need to swear at me with that bell of yours.” (To Be Coatinued.) Discarded, “This is the church where you hold your service, I suppose?” “We used to call it a church, but we have outgrown all that. It is a temple of progressive thought now.”—Chicago Tribune. Goddard Ezekiel Dodge Diamond of San Francisco, Cal., on his 100th birth- day, thus describes him: ‘Expecting so old a gentleman to be very feeble. on the'day appointed for the sitting I made preparations accordingly. I cov- ered my skylight with cloth, thinking that eyes at that age would not be able to stand the light. I remember, also, placing an easy chair ready for the sit- Presently my friend came in with another gentleman, ard announced the arrival of Mr, Diamond. I asked them to have the old gentleman's carriage driven around in the court, when, to my great astonishment. my friend in- troduced the gentleman as Captain Diamond. I was dumfounded! Here was a man, standing straight as a young prince, moving with an elastic, sprightly step, with a bright, youthful twinkle shining in his eye!” Captain Diamcnd seemed to have discovered the fountain of youth, yet he declares that he has used no means for the pre- servation of his vitality other than to all who desire to be healthy.--Success. ‘Wine in France. The French minister of finance has just issued an official statement show- ing that the quantity of wine consumed fin France:in 1891 was,995,642,380 gallons. as against 789.681,992 gallons in 1900, or the enormous increase of 166,000,000 gal- Jons—-over 21 per cent. This increase is, no deubt, partly due to the abundant vintage of 100, with the consequent fall in prices, but the chief factor has been in the abolition or reduction of duties that tcok place under the law of De- cember 29, 1900, by which taxes on wine and beer are equalized. The figures above quoted imdicate an annual con- sumption of wine for the whole popula- tion of France of 147 bottles per head,as compared with 121 bottles per head on th previous year—an increase of twen- ty-six bottles per head. In the United Kingdom the entire annual consump- tion of Wine is less than three bottles per head.—London Times ‘The Belief in a Devil. A maid servant belonging to.one of the women’s colleges had been out with her lover without leave from her mis- tress, and was returning late along the road, at the top of which lived the la- mented Prof. Nettleship. Now, the lat- ter had a large yellow dog that took the usual canine delight in seeing cats scatter and flee. and, the better to pounce on them when they were stealthily crossing the street. he would perch himself on the top of the profes- sor’s garden wall, surrounded and half-hidden in foliage. As the truant maid servant passed beneath him, he caught sight of a cat in the middle of the road, and, making a spring at it, collided with her and knocked her down. She pick2d heérsélf up and ran, screaming, home, almost mad with ter- ror, because, as she said, the devil had jumped on her back and thrown her down,—International Monthly. Learned the American Slang. Fritz Kreisler, the violinist now tour- ing here, before coming to this coun- try. wanted to learn English. He knew some American girls in Berlin, and they said they would teach him. They taught him all the slang they knew. He was going to play at a misicale, given by one of the most prominent members of society. On entering, the hostess said: “How do you do, hope you are well.” “Thank you, Mrs. —-. I hope you are hot stuff, too!” ' Some time after he realized how nice- ly he had answered.—New York Times. Mr. Kreisler. I These Girls. Miss Ann Teex—I hope you expressed to Miss Sharp my regret at being un- able to call upon ker? Miss Gaddie—Yes; and she said she couldn’t understand it at all. Miss Ann Teek—But didn’t you tell her I had the chicken-pox? Miss Gaddie—That’s just it. She said you were no chicken.—Philadelphia Press. p Mase SHAVES A Foolish Question, | Blobbs—I shall nave to wear glasses. Siobbs—Are you troubled with poor sight? Blobbs—What did you think I was go- ing to wear them for—bunions?—Phila- delphia Record. The largest bird of prey in the old world is the lammergeier, or bearded vulture, which has a wing expanse ot nine to ten feet. | 2 CONGRESSMAN Congressman D. F. Wilber, of Oneonta, The Peruna Medicine Co., Columbus, Gentlemen WILBER SAYS - [To The Pe-ru-na Medicine Oo., of Columbus, 0.) “Pe-ru-na is All You Claim For It.” DE WILBER, FROM NEW] YORE. 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The following is his testimony: “About two years ago I caught a sever cold while traveling and which settled into catarrh of the bronchial tubes, and so af- fected my voice that I was obliged to can- cel my engagements. In distress, I was advised to try Peruna, and although I had never used a patent medicine before, I sent for a bottle. “Words but illy describe my surprise to find that within a few days Iwas greatly relieved, and within three weeks I was entirely recovered. I am never without it now, and take an occasional dose when [ feel run down.”—Julian Weisslitz. If you do not derive prompt and satisfac- tory results from the use of Peruna, write at once to Dr. Hartman, giving a full state- ment of your case and he will be pleased to give you his valuable advice gratis. Address Dr. Hartman, President of The Hartman Sanitarium, Columbus, 0. Not Filling. “Yes, I took luncheon at the ‘Liberty’ to-day,” said Mrs. Stravem, ‘You'd enjoy a luncheon there, I'm sure, Mr. Sharpe, the atmosphere is so delightful. so bohemian.” “Yes,” returned Mr. Sharpe, the snappy koarder. “But, havingy atmo- sphere for breakfast and dinner, I need something more substantial for lunch.”—Philadelphia Press. Indian With Eyeglasses. “TI noticed the other day what was to me in the nature of a novelty,” re- marked a prominent local court stenog- rapher, who has spent considerable time in a business way among the de- scendants of the American aborigines. “What struck me as strange was meet- ing here in Washington with an Indian who wore eyeglasses. ‘In the course of all my experience with the red men I never before observed Poor Lo making use of lenses to aid his sight. Perhaps the name of this particular Indian has something to do with his adopting what is unquestionably a very necessary custom of civilization. He bears the ecognomen ‘Foggy Cloud,’ and is a member of the Chippewa tribe. All the other Indians of my acquaintance ar2 blessed with keen sight of the most pronounced type, and I do not remem- ber hearing that any of them ever nad eye-trouble of any character,”’-—Wash- ington Star. A Cateh in His Back. Palmer, Oregon, April 14th.—W. J. Uppendahl of this place has hada great of trouble recently with his back: Every time he went to do the least bit of lifting he used to have what he called “a catch” in his back. He says: “It did not have to be very hard work to give me such a severe strain that I could not move. “I suffered quite a long time before I heard of Dodd’s Kidncy Pills. 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