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By Tom Gallon Woman. of Craft 0 COC SOO CHAPTER XI—Continued. “Her own heart answered that it was; her own eyes, glancing for one swift moment into his, told him that it was. And then somehow they found themselves standing on the bank ot the stream and his hands were holding hers and his eyes were looking into hers “Yes, I knew you’d understand,” he whispered, earnestly. “I could have told you all this yesterday—when I called to you across the stream, and when you looked up and seemed glad to see me.” “I didn’t,” she replied, hurriedly, striving to withdraw her hands. “You didn’t know it, but you looked very glad indeed,’ he assured her. 4 knew then that I was in love with you. I knew then that whatever your name was didn’t matter in the least; I was absolutely certain that I couldn’t mar- ry a cousin, or any one so common- place as that; I knew that I was going to be a gipsy for the rest of my days, and going to live in the woods—with you.” She got her hands free then and drew back from him, “You are taking too much for granted,” she said. “You don’t even know who I am—or any- thing about me—” “Only what you’ve told me yourself —and that’s quite sufficient,” he re- plied, confidently. “And I have no right to listen to you,” she said, moving slowly away from him. “But you have listened, and you know that inspite of all you think you ought to do, you’re glad you came here to-day, and that you did hope—just a little bit—that you’d find me here.” “You must let me go,” she said, turning away and moving in the direc- tion from which she had come. “Oh, you needn’t think I'll try to fol- low you,” he replied. “But you’re not the woman I know you to be if you don’t come back to me here to-morrow —and teach me how to be a gipsy:” She ran back through the wood and reached the camp, as we know, just in time to hear the declaration from Enoch Flame that a witness to her identity had actually arrived, and was ready to fight on her side. And the glo- rious thought in her mind, and the most precious thought of all, was that the man who should, under other cir- cumstances, have married her for the sake of the fortune she held, loved her for her own sake and believed her to be penniless. That was the best thought of all. She would be able to go to him now, guarding her secret well and yet triumphant in the thought that there could be nothing mercen- ary in their love for each other. Enoch Flame, of course, was for starting at once with their witness to the house, and confronting the woman who pretended to be Grace ¥arwood; and, as subsequent events showed, it would have been wiser had that course been pursued. But Grace, now that the end was come, wanted to hug to herseif a little longer that precious secret she held—wanted to be sure that her cousin really had no suspi- cion of her identity in any way. There was time for her to take her fortune to-morrow. For the present she want- ed to be sure that the story which had been begun so beautifully in the heart of the woods was coming true. So she pleaded that nothing might be done for another day and until she gave the word for it, and Enoch Flame and the others unwillingly consented. In his great joy at having succeeded, Enoch Flame had mentioned to the professor and Mrs. Tapney something concerning the true story of Grace; for the old man was naturally grateful to them for their help at the time of their first coming to the camp of the Ormanys. The professor had been de- lighted to find himself landed. as it were, right in the heart of so romantic an affair; and had, it must be stated no interested motives whatever. ‘It only shows, my love,” he said to Mrs. Tapney, “what a beautiful thing Bohemia really means to those who enter into it in the right way. This kind of thing could never have hap- pened to us had we failed to come to Nature; I told you from the first, my dear Diana, that we were doing right.” “Yes, that’s all very well, Daniel,” said Mrs. Tapney, with a shake of the head, “but there doesn’t seem to be much of a living in it. You’ve caught nothing yet that’s stuable, if I may use the expression, and although we've got a Jot of Nature all around us ,we’re not making much out of her in the way of profits. If you come to that, we might as well be back at the docks at Lon- don; there were beds there, at any rate—and doors and windows.” “I would only urge you to be pa- tient,” said the professor, cheerfully “You must never, under any circum- stances, rush Nature; she must be taken gradually, and wooed, as it were.” Meanwhile it has to be recorded that young Raymond Hawley, being filled with that new determination to turn himself into a gipsy for the sake of love, had felt it incumbent upon him to deal honestly with the supposed Grace Yarwood. No later’ than the next mornipg he sought her out at Hawley Park and told her bluntly what his determination was. OOOOOOooooOEOoOoOoooOooAAoooS “Two days ago, cousin,” he said, standing stiff and straight before her and speaking rapidly to hide his con- fusion, “we spoke about the future and about the fortune. I told you then that there was plenty of time, and that 1 would not give you an answer—then; now I find that there isn’t plenty of time, and that I must give you an an- swer—now.” “You have come to tell me that we must take the reasonable and the only possible course?” she asked, advancing toward him and smiling at him. “I knew you would come to that decision; even if you look at it as a bargain, it is the best thing we can do, Cousin Raymond, isn’t it?” “I think not,” he replied, coldly. “I came to tell you, in all honesty, that I can’t carry out any such bargain, and that I renounce all claim to the for- tune. I want.to make that perfectly clear,” he added. “I see,” she replied, slowly. “You forget all about me; you are quite will- ing that I should lose the fortune, also Have you forgotten that I can’t touch anything without you?” “I have forgotten nothing,” he said quietly. “I am sorry, but the whole thing is absurd and impossible. I wish I had never been dragged into it at all; it wasn’t fair to either of us. I thought it only right to tell you as soon as I could, so that you might not be taken by surprise, and might know how to act. I'll go and see the lawyer in London to-night and explain to him.” “No, you need not do that,” she said “I will see him myself; there may be some way—some clause in the will of which I know nothing—by which I can get the fortune without you; if so,” she added, bitterly, “I need scarcely say that I should infinitely prefer it. 1 don’t think I need detain you, Cousin Raymond.” So Raymond Hawley went off to the woods to meet Grace, feeling that he had done the only thing he could do, and yet hating himself a little for hav- ing, however unwittingly, robbed this girl of her fortune. And, without his knowing it, Joyce Bland watched him leave the house and saw the direction he took. She made up her mind to fol- low him. Her knowledge of woods and wild places served her again; she tracked him easly enough. She lay hidden while he came again to the stream; she saw Grace come out from the wood and meet him, and take his hands, but could not hear what was said. “So that is the reason,” she whis- pered to herself. “She knows that if she can secure him it will all be in her favor, and that for his own sake and for hers he will fight for her. Does he know she is the real Grace Yarwood? Does he guess yet that [ am someone else? I won't go back now; the hard- er they press me the harder I will fight.” .She returned to the house, filled not only with fears concerning the for- tune she had snatched, but with bitter hatred also against the man and the woman she believed had tricked her. At that time she would have been will- ing to do anything or dare anything; a large measure of vindictiveness had entered into and had even submerged that first desire to take the place of Grace Yarwood. The lovers met as she had seen them, and for a moment or two no words were said. Then Raymond took the girl in his arms and spoke rapidly and decisively. “It’s all over—all settled and done with, Grace,” he said. “I won’t marry that other Grace for anything; I’ve told her so. You and I will make what- ever fortunes we need for ourselves. We'll go into the woods and into all the beautiful places of the world; and take our love with us. I haven’t a shilling in the world, dear; will you marry me?” “Yes,” she said, and laughed happily into his eyes. Then their lips met for the first time—and only the woods heard what they had to say to each other. & CHAPTER XII. The Beggar Man. Prof. Papney was, as has been seen a perfect child in regard to the ways of the world; he viewed things from the point of view of a child always. His arguments were based on the most simple reasoning, and he always lived or tried to live, in a species of Utopia created by himself, which was all very well in theory, and would have been completely successful if only other people would have consented to look at things from his standpoint; but as they failed to do so, and were, for the most part, firm and practical in their dealings with him, the professor had not made a success of his life. For it takes two people to play a game, and they must play according to the proper Tules; and it had happened that the professor played always according to one set of rules and his opponents al- ways according to another, which was usually disastrous for the professor. His romantic mind had been dis | turbea by the story he had heard from | Enoch Flame concerning Grace. That | e—-the humble professor of nothing in particular—should have picked up on the highway, as it were, the missing heiress to a great fortune, and should have been: almost the means of pre- serving her life, was wonderful; it took him a long time to get over {\ “You will remember, my love,” he said to Mrs. Tapney, “how singularly I was attracted to these people, when we met them during our journey from Southampton. I did not say so to you at the time, but I felt in my own mind that there was something remarkable about the young lady; I really believe that I almost felt she was the sort of person who might, quite naturally, drop into a big fortune at a moment’s notice—just the sort of person.” “I wish you'd ever thought that of me,” said Mrs. Tapney, with a sigh— “perhaps it might have come true. I could rather fancy mystlf in a big house—with lots of grounds—and you stuffing your birds, as it were, when- ever you had a mind to.” “Courage, my love—courage!” ex- claimed the professor. “We may’ yet find that nature is kind to us; she may yet reward me for my constancy. In the meantime I am absorbed in the thought of this young girl and her ro- mantic story; I am amazed at the idea that any one should have dared to take her place. I feel, somehow, that in a curious way our fortunes are wrapped up in hers; I cannot get away from that thought. I feel I want to be doing something—to be working for her—in order to put an end to this injustice. 1 want,” said the little professor, flinging his arms about and breathing heavily, —“I want to be in action.” “Generally speaking, when you go into action, as you call it, Daniel, you seem to be most unfortunate,” said Mrs. Tapney. “Much better leave it alone and leave them to work out things for themselves.” The professor, however, was not the man to do that. With his theory about going always to Nature in regard to everything, he did not see why the same practice should not be successful here. Surely this difficult business might be managed in a simple and natural way—a way which he felt might not occur to a more practical or designing mind than his own. “I should like,” murmured the pro- fessor to himself, “to get to the foun- tain head of things. I believe always in the goodness—the innate goodness —of human nature; why not appeal to it? I honestly belleve that half the trials and troubles of this world might be avoided if only one would appeal to the goodness of human nature. I would have a court for it, and when the burglar was about to commence his nefarious proceedings I would haul him before that court and I would have him pleaded with. I would point out to him that it was exceedingly wrong, and that his mother, in earlier years, probably never contemplated that he would grow up to do such a thing; and I would win him away from it, as it were. I don’t know exactly how it should be done, but I am convinced it would be worth trying. Similarly, why should not an appeal be made to this much-mistaken young woman, who has taken possession of what does not belong to her? And why should not I be the one to make that appeal?” (To Be Continued.) WHO WANTS TO MAKE $1,000? Awaits Any White Man Willing to Be Hanged in El Paso. “There is a standing offer of $1,000 to Any American—that is, a white man —who will be hanged in El Paso,” said a pioneer resident of this city last night. “The reward was made many years ago by several citizens of El Paso, who affixed their nd@mes to the document making this offer. everal of these men are still living, and they are financially able to fulfill their former promise. ‘The sum was offered in a jest at first,” the citizen continued, “then later it was made in writing. One of the stipulations of the contract with the public is that when the condemned man is on his way to the scaffold he shall receive the sum in currency, and is at liberty to give the $1,000 to his family or any one he might designate. “So far there has been no one to claim the reward, for the simple rea- son that heretofore no man has been qualified or eligible to claim the mon- ey. ‘The incident in which the offer was made is remembered by many of the pioneer residents of El Paso.”—El Paso News. The Eternal Avuncular. ‘Proud Young Mother—Jared, do you hear the little darling talking, baby . talk? Bachelor Uncle—Yes, I hear him, Bertha. He doesn’t talk it yet quite as’ unintelligibly as you do, but he’s making great progress. He’ll learn it all right—Chicago Tribune. Willing to Advance, Mr. Roxley—Ridiculous, sir! Before you think of marrying my daughter you should be making at least $5,000 @ year. Mr. Nervey—Well, if yo ucan make a position for me in your office at that salary I'll take it—Philadelphia Press. “ Naughty, Naughty! Sir Walter Raleigh had just flung his cloak over the puddle. “I see,” murmured Queen Elizabeth, “that you will have your little fling.” “Even so, madam,” he rejoined. “I have saved you from putting your foot in it.”"—Cleveland Leader: alin ‘A successful man is one who suc: ceeds in making others think as well of him as he thinks of himself, _ Noise-Makin The making of fireworks has prog- ressed rapidly in America, and we are not now dependent upon China and Japan for our firecrackers, our red lights and our noise-making, nerve- destroying devices. Time was when a few roman candles and some skyrockets furnished the larger portion of the fireworks for the celebration of the Fourth of July in the smaller towns, but modern patri- otism does not stop at that. Nearly every citizen of a town will lay out considerable money for his supply of fireworks, and it is not in- frequent that a private family will spend from $50 to $75 in order to make a big illumination on the na- tion’s birthday. Set pieces, such as were formerly much prized at cele- brations in the average towns are now quite often seen on the lawns of private individuals, for the American workmen have learned how to make them, and that means that they are to be obtained more cheaply. The day when the small boy and his big brother had to pay ten cents a bunch for crackers has long passed by. Machinery has been.invented to mold the paper cylinders and load them with powder at the rate of 1,000 and more a minute. They can be manufactured at about two cents a hundred in large quantities and retail at a profit at five cents. The combination of powder and various chemicals which the fireworks man has succeeded in mixing allows a program to be given at night which can be kept up for three or four hours if desired, with something different almost every minute. One can get up a family celebration on the curb stone in front of the house which will include not only rockets and roman candles, but pinwheels, mines, bombs, spitting devils and other things which are apt to wriggle around among the spectators, and the entire cost will not be over $5. From this figure the prices range all the way up to a carload of set pieces containing a ton of powder and costing $10,000. In some of the elaborate displays at the resorts near New York and other large cities pa- per, powder, and chemicals are turned into sparks, flame and smoke at the rate of $5,000 an hour—more than the highest priced opera singer in the world charges for her services. The rocket which whizzes into the air and breaks into a stream of pend- ants or is turned into a single star amid the “Ohs!” and “Ahs!” of the spectators is still used, but it has been wonderfully changed in recent years. It still whirrs upward in its aerial flight, leaving a trail of sparks behind, but at the end of the journey may burst into a golden shower re- sembling some familiar flower. Perhaps from the center falls a rain of red, white and blue balls floating gracefully downward until they al- most touch the earth. Others form a cluster of long, delicate lines some- what similar to a rainfall on a sum- mer day and thus they are named. The rain comes down, however, at a rate of from $15 to $30 a fall—much more costly than the natural shower. The most interesting feature to the boy is the rocket which sends a group of fiery serpents down among the crowd. This year a number of new ideas in rockets have been origi- nated, one of which is called the jew- eled streamer—really a very beauti- ful piece. The columns of sparks burst into a golden spray, from which issue three balls of various colors, each ball discharging what are called pendants. They remain in the air fully a minute. Another new idea is called the dia- mond chain, which consists of a dozen or more links, each containing a star. A novelty is a compartment which contains either one large or several small balloons in the form of ani- mals, clowns and other comic feat- ures. By an ingenious contrivance hot air is forced into the paper by | FIREWORKS ARE EXPENSIVE Devices for the Fourth of July at Cost Much Money one of the explosions and the animals go floating away, illuminated by a flaming torch beneath similar to the common fire balloon. This is perhaps the most remarkable design which has yet been invented in what is call- ed aerial fireworks. The most costly piece of this set, however, is known as the Japanese Hight bombshell and is the invention of a Japanese workman in a large fire- works factory in New York state. The bomb itself ranges from twelve to thirty inches in diameter. At the end of its flight it explodes no less than seven times, actually pro- ducing every color of the rainbow in the form of streamers, shooting stars, comets, serpents, golden rain, para- chutes, whirligigs and “spreaders.” One of these bombs forms a whole ex- hibition in itself, as the illumination lasts fully three minutes before the last design fades away. The large bombs cost $60 apiece, owing to the rare chemicals which are used, and the amount of work upon one, for the various compart- ments contain over 200 feet of fuse, every inch of which-has to be care- fully placed in a certain position so that it will not ignite before the proper time and spoil the effect. Fireworks dealers say that mines and batteries will be very popular this year on account of their resem- blance to voleanozs. The recent erup- tions have actual:y caused a boom in this feature of fixeworks, as the peo- ple desire to sce tke resemblance of a volcano in miniature. They can be p-zocured in one or half a dozen colors. Most of them produce fiery scales and balis, but a new design combines stars with the balls. They have taken the place of the roman candle to a large extent and the ordinary piece which is held in the hands is gradually going out of use. One reason is that it is so dangerous on account of the shower of sparks falling over the person who holds it. The days when the patriotic citizen went to the fireworks dealer and pick- ed out his rockets, pinwheels and other pieces are about over. The fire- works man saves him all this trouble by packing assortments in cases so that he can buy his celebration at so much a box, or, as already stated, bv the car load if desired. Suppose people in the neighborhood club together and raise $250 for the evening’s entertainment. They can get large rockets, a dozen large mines, a half dozen imitations of a windmill and have the choice of three or four set pieces such as “July 4,” the Maltese cross, a mammoth revolv- ing star, “1776,” and the bust of a hero or statesman, if they desire. The features of President Roosevelt will be reproduced in glittering points, eyeglasses and all, not only in this country, but in the Philippines, for some very large orders containing rep- resentations of the president were sent from San Francisco to Manila several weeks ago. The fashion in set designs has changed considerably. The familiar patriotic mottoes such as “Peace, Prosperity and Freedom,” “The Day We Celebrate,” etc., are not so much in demand as formerly. The people prefer comic and curious ideas, but the most popular are fire pictures of men prominent in the public eye. It ‘must be confessed that the American populace are becoming for- getful of the father of his country on independence day, for only a few pictures of Washington have been pre- pared in the combinations which have been ordered. Of course the set pieces are far more expensive than any other kind of fireworks. The goddess of liberty and the United States coat of arms are among the most costly at $100 each. One of the most elaborate de- signs is a fiery see-saw in motion with revolving Ferris wheels at the ends. The price of this mechanism is $210. RRR ARR" The First Stars and Stripes. The first using of ‘the stars and stripes in military service was at Fort Stamoix, renamed Fort Schuyler, now Rome, New York, in 1777. August 2d of that year the fort was besieged by the English and Indians; the brave garrison were without a flag, but one was made in the fort. The red stripes were of a petticoat furnished by a woman, the white stripes and stars were supplied by an officer who gave his shirt for that purpose, and the blue was a piece of Col. Peter/Ganse- yoort’s military cloak. Three women worked on the flag, and it was raised to victory, when on the 22d of August the redmen and the English were de- feated at the fort. The next record of the using of the stars and stripes is on the first anni- versary ‘of American independence, which was celebrated at Philadelphia, Charleston, S. C., and other piaces, July 4th, 1777. The banner was used at the battle of Brandywine, September 17th, 1777, at Germantown, October 4th of the same year, and it also floated over the surrender of Burgoyne. This flag ckeered the patriots of Valley Forge the next winter; it waved at Yorktown and shared in tae rejoic- ings at the close of the war. Johnny’s Lament. Wish I didn’t have any sisters ’round Fourth of July time. Got six that are pretty decent other times, but when the Fourth comes they buzz ’round like mosquitoes. They ain’t got no consid’ration for a feller’s feelings. They bust in on his fun just when he’s hghting a cannon cracker and want a punk fixed, and when they see the cannon sizzling they scream loud enough to split your ears and that brings your maw and she yells to you to quit teasing your sisters and then sees the cannon and rushes out and grabs you and bears you away, and you miss see- ing the cannon bust into a thousand pieces. No, sir, sisters-are all wrong ’round Fourth of July time. If they ain’t get ting your maw after you and scream- ing all the time fit to kill, they’re moozing ‘round and blubbing and say- ing, “Poor Johnny’s burned hie finger.” That makes a feller with any spunk darn mad. A Bunch of Fire Crackers. A lit firecracker in the hand isn’t worth two in the pack. There is no use pulling the trigger after the gun has been fired. Do not look a gift cannon in the mouth. A REASON FOR SICKNESS. Healthy kidneys take from the blood evety 24 hours 600 grains of impure, pois- onous matter— more than enough to cause death. Weakened kidneys leave this waste in the blood, and you are soon sick. To get well, cure the kidneys with Doan’s Kidney Pills, the great kidney specific. Mrs. J. H. Bowles of 118 Core St., Durham, N. C., says: “I was sick and bedfast for over nine months, and the doctor who attended me said un- less I submitted to an operation for gravel I would never be well. I would not consent to that and so continued to suffer. My back was so weak I could not stand or walk, and it aches constantly. The first day after I be- gan using Doan’s Kidney Pills I felt relief, and 11 a short time I was up and around the same as ever, free from backache.” A FREE RIAL of this great kidney medicine which cured Mrs. Bowles will be mailed to any part of the United States. Address Foster-Mil- burn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. Sold by all dealers; price 50 cents per box. Coming to the Scratch. Mrs. Bacon—What a funny noise our hens are making. Mr. Bacon—I understand it. are laughing. “What are you talking about?” “Why, I heard our neighbor talking about going to plant some garden seeds to-morrow and I guess it has got to the hens.”—Yonkers Statesman, They PATENTS. List of Patents Issued Last Week to Northwestern Inventors. Adolph Abraham, Janesville, Minn., end gate fastener; Charles Bergstrom, Lindstrom, Minn., saw clamp; Sumner Bowden, Minneapolis, Minn., bag fill- ing machine; Sumner Bowden, Minne- apolis, Minn., measuring device; Paul Hanson, St. Paul, Minn., metal wheel; Michael Kane, St. Paul, Minn., fold- ing paper box; Nelson Likens, St. Paul, Minn., acetylize gas generator. Lothrop & Johnson, patent lawyers, 912 and 912 Pioneer Press Bldg., St. Paul. DON’T CAMP IN CLEARING. Grass Harbors Gnats and Mosquitoes and Brush Is Troublesome. Some people may think an old clear- ing is a good place to pitch a group of tents. Nothing could be further from the truth. A clearing soon grows up to tall grass, that shelters mosquitoes and gnats. It is filled with bushes that are troublesome to cut away. The wood supply is generally poor and the clearing is exposed to the wind. The very finest and easiest place to make a camp when traveling is on a level spot in the woods, where not a tree has ever been cut, and, if possible, in a grove of birches. Here a few strokes of the axe clear away all the under- brush. The birch makes a lovely night fire. There are balsams for boughing the beds, and tenting on such a spot is the luxury of out-door life—Scribner’s Magazine. Back at Him. Bejiggers has just finished his choic- est anecdote. Bejaggers rfefuses to laugh at it. “I can tell an old joke when I hear it,” declares Bejaggers. “Tou bet you can!” snaps Bejaggers. “You generally tell it about the next day after you hear it and keep on tell- ing it till no one will listen to you.”— Judge. A Good Start. “I understand,” tentatively remark- ed the book agent; that this village is soon to have a new theater in place of the old town hall?” “Sure thing,” replied the landlord of the tavern at Waupsey, Mo. The Hon, Bill Billderback had a chance to buy a second-hand fire escape and an asbes- tos curtain, cheap, and he’s goin’ to build an opery house to fit ’em, just as soon as he can git some interested party to put up the money.”—Puck. FOOD FACTS. What an M. D, Learned. A prominent physician of Rome, Georgia, went through a food experi- ence which he makes public: “It was my own experience that first led me to advocate Grape-Nuts food and I also know from having pre- scribed it to convalescents and other weak patients that the food is a won- derful rebuilder and restorer of nerve and brain tissue, as well as muscle. It improves the digestion and sick patients always gain just as I did in strength and weight very rapidly. “T was in such a low state that I had to give up my work entirely and go to the mountains of this state, but two months there did not improve me; in fact I was not quite as well as when I left home. My food absolutely re- fused to sustain. me and it became plain that I must change, then I began to use Grape-Nuts food and in two weeks I could walk a mile without the least fatigue and in five weeks re- turned to my home and practice, tak- ing up hard work again. Since that time I have felt as well and strong as T ever did in my life. “As a physician who seeks to help all sufferers I consider it a duty to make these facts public.” Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. Trial 10 days on Grape-Nuts when the regular food does not seem to sus- tain the body will work miracles. “There’s a reason.” Look in each pkg. for the famous little book, “The Road to Wellville.”