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CHAPTER ViI!.—(Continued). “Dull! Anything concerning you!” Capt. Winstanley was forgetting, in his eagerness, how near were other people’ ats. Ursula, her eyes on her program moved her head a little, and felt a kind of fascination draw them up to a chair just behind him. A gentleman sat there—a man young and handsome, and not particu- larly remarkable among other men of his age and station, except for a angely foreign suggestion in his ast of face. His dark eyes were cu- brilliant and had a quick se in them that was like some ani- she could not quite have said But a thought of ferrets and what foxes crossed her mind instinctively as she met their gaze. He was dark of complexion—that warm, thick, olive skin which speaks of the South. Span- ish, or Italian, or Maltese, she told her- self, but he was dressed like an Eng- lishman. Even as she raised her eyes and caught his eager, rapt look, she knew that it was not fixed on her, but on the man beside her. He was watch- ing him with the absorption and fixity with which a cat watches a mouse. He w bent a little forward, his head thrust out, his ear turned. If he had not had the appearance of a gen- tleman Ursula would have felt certain he was trying to overhear what they But no one could be guilty of such a thing intentionally. The mere suggestion sent a shock through her— if was so impossible, so outrageous. Yet. even as she repelled it, she un- con nusly gave a slight jerk to her er. The man behind her start- ed, as if he had had his absorption broken into, and drew hastily back. She caught another furtive gleam from the long, almond eyes, but this time it was one of cunning, of suspicion. Did | he t sbe was watching him in her turn The idea seemed preposterous, et he had drawn back as if that were his thought : The band had begun playing a sym- l'schaikovsky’s, and voices once more hushed. Ursula leant k and gave herself to listening, but s time it was with a disturbed mind. of herself that foolish little oubled and puzzled her. Why the man in their rear been con- centrating such eagerness of attention on Capt Winstanley? Why had he trying to overhear what could not have had the very faintest interest in the world tor him? mysterious secrecy matter that made her feel Surely even vulgar phony of wer 1 spite episode had been There was a about the uncomfortable. euriosity—and one did not expect an exhibition of such a thing from a man who w s evidently educated and well sly that could not account for t left her vaguely uneasy. He have known the A. D. C. by and repute and been interested in him, but that would not cover the ase What did he expect to hear siened, with every nerve of ody stretched to the stretch of tation? » looked round again presently, ause she wanted to look, but e she could not refrain. But the was vacant. He must have slip- “a he 1 r be not be bec chair ped out quietly during the symphony, as with a foolish sense of re- left that she sa whe was gone. By-and-by, when the concert was | over, they all trooped upstairs for tea in the upper corridor. Suddenly again Jysula Was aware of him, this time standing a little distance and ap- parently watching the scramble for tea with unconcern. He was appar- nily watching, but she could have de- clared his eyes had turned away as she glanced his way. She took the cup of tea Winstanley brought her and spoke so that only he could hear. “Can you tell me who that man is— that dark man who looks like a for- eigner?” He followed the direction of her look “That? A certain count or baron, I believe; Taxona, I think they call him i won'l be sure. I saw him at the club the other evening. He’s staying here at one of the hotels, I believe. A Spaniard or a Portuguese, by the look of him. Shouldn’t you say so?” CHAPTER IX. A Secret Meeting. It is necessary to go back a few weeks in order to bring the story into focus again. On a dark evening, just about ten o’clock, the rain was falling | heavily and drearily in Portsmouth town. It was the evening of the very day that had seen Ursula’s adventure Captain’s Double | By LILLIAS CAMPBELL DAVIDSON | ered in by the unseen man who open- and her rescue by Capt. Winstanley. It was odd that that day, so full of fateful issue to the two of them, should have such matter of impor- tance to them both still before its hours should end. The rain fell drearily, and the sod- den pavements were deep in mud and wet. In the damp wind that fluttered round the unsheltered corners the street lamps flared mournfully. ‘There was no electric light, with its’ broad, white band, here in these back Port- sea streets. The miserable quality of the gas only made the darkness more visible and leat an additional gloom: to the scene. 3 Does anyone know the back streets of Portsea? If not, he has not yet fathomed the meaning of the words “depression” and “ugliness.” Behind the great church of St. Mary’s, King- ston, the demon builder, who is mostly his own architect, seems to have vied with his fellow in monumental hideous- ness. Street after street stretches so like its neighbor that only the names at the corners serve to guide the be- wildered wayfarer. And in every street row after row of flat-faced. squalid, indistinguishable dwellings are only rendered different from one another by the variety of the recepta- cle for refuse that sits before the door, on the pavement’s edge. There is an infinite ingenuity in these receptacles, these tanks of the ’sh and the cabbage leaf. Sometimes it is an orange or a candle box; sometimes a tin battered out of all semblance to any utensil; sometimes a basket, breaking apart with its ugly weight. One wonders how the inhabitants would find their way to their own abode if those ash-bins were whisked away by a whirlwind some day. They would be found wandering up and down, seeking in vain to read an iden- tification in the paint-denuded doors, or the coarse lace curtains discreetly draped across the window panes. Along one of these avenues of mo- notony there crept a furtive shadow now and again on this night of rain and damp. There was an odd similar- ity in the manner of the shadows, had one noticed it; they lurked and they vanished into dusky doorways, and flattened themselves against the wall when a footstep sounded through the fog and the dampness. It was not un- til the footstep pasged that they ven- tured out again. When the street was vacant they hurried on with stealthy, secretive hurryings. The very jerki- ness of their progress was noticeable had there been any one to attract. And there was one more point of sinillarity in all of them. They halted before a house that had no light in its windows or in the narrow slit of glass above the door. They made no mis- take where a mistake of destination would bave been so excusable; they crouched low before the door and struck the panel softly three times. At the third stroke the door was open- ed a crack as if on a chain inside. A challenge was, given; the man outside made low and whispered answer; then the door opened a trifle wider and they glided round its edge and slip- ped inside. Thete was a stealth as well as mystery about the whole pro- ceeding that made one fancy oneself | in medieval Italy or a country over- riden by the Inquisition. There was no light in the front win- dows or in the narrow, stuffy passage, but in a room at the back, looking into a tiny court ,a lamp shone. The win- dow was shuttered and a heavy cur- tain hung before the shutters, as if to hide every ray of light from every eye without. In this small room, con- fined and meager and narrow, a band of men was gathered, augmented con- stantly by the new and stealthy ar- rivals from the street outside. They entered silently and cautiously, ush- ed the door to them. Each, as he came into the circle of light from the ill- smelling lamp on the table, saluted in silence one who sat at the top of the room in an arm chair, and had the air of being the president. He was a large man with a curlous- ly big head, over which he wore a hat slouched down in a manner which was affected by them all. No one doffed | this covering as he saluted and sat down, and the effect of an assemblage of men wearing their hats in a small room was oddly sinister and grotesque. He was hardly to be recognized if any | of them saw him again, there was 80 | little of his face seen now—only a} pair of dark, piercing eyes of unusual | power which shone from the shadow cast by his large hat brim and had a commanding authority. It was strange that even that faint glimpse of him | left on one the impregsion that he was a maf to exercise authority and en- force it. An air of deference marked the manner of the others towards him, and they addressed him as Signor X—. Silence and an air of waiting reigned in the tiny room. The man just count- ed the numbers of the arrivals as they filed in, and noted them down on a pa- per he held. When the last closed the door behind him he raised his hand with a quick gesture. The man sitting nearest rose and rapidly but silently barred and locked it, and resumed his seat. The meeting had opened, and no one who had been permitted to cast a glance through the shuttered win- dow would have failed to put it down as one of a strange character. The man they called Signor X— tap- ped thrice on the table before him. If it was a call for silence it was unnec- essary, for they were all mute and waiting. He said something in a strange tongue—a few muttered words like an incantation—to which they al! | bowed their heads reverently and mut- tered a response. It might have been a grace before meat from the manner of it. But there was no giving of There was another instant that it scarcely carried to the door. Every member present could catch ev- ery syllable; yet an ear at’the keyhole would have found itself baffled. The cirele of men appeared well used to it. They bent their heads and turned one ear in an attitude of deep attention. This also, to the eye of a beholder, would have had an effect singular and important. Signor X— spoke on. “To most of those present,” he said, “it is needless again to go over cer- tain facts with which they are famil- iar, but there are some few present to- night who have but just come to this place, and to whom the object of our’ meeting to-night has yet to be dis- closed. For their instruction I will re- capitulate the facts I have alluded to. It will take but a brief allotment of our time.” i There was a stir of assent, a -voice- less encouragement to continue, which he acknowledged by a mere movement of his head. One of the last arrivals threw his hat slightly back from his forehead to allow him to see more clearly across the room. “Whether new arrivals or old,” con- tinued the president, “we are all aware of one vital thing. We have learnt that an explosive has recently been in- vented of such power and influence that it will affect the universe. It is vital to us as a society that the secret of this tremendous force should be- come our own. We cannot afford to let it pass us. Were it ours alone the world would crouch before us, we should have an undisputed dominion; but, unfortunately, it is too late for us to hope for a monopoly. Could we have obtained such information as we have now some few months earlier we might have found ourselves the sole masters of the secret. That was not to be, but there is still work enough before us, for we are determined that we shall share the power with the na- tion that would keep it for its own. The government of this country is about to take the power into its own hands and use it for its own purposes. We intend to make it our own as well. “To achieve this it is needful, I need hardly say, that we should possess ourselves of it without delay. Every day that it remains unpossessed by us adds to the difficulty of our getting it into our hands. The state is even now experimenting and testing, and only waiting to be satisfied before it ac- cepts the invitation which is to revo- lutionize modern warfare. Once it de- termines to take it, there will be far greater difficulties in approaching it. The secret will be guarded like the tree of the Hesperides. But as yet there is a way which will before long be barred. The owner of the secret is, as we all know, somewhere in this place. He still has duplicate papers of the invention, which he will even- tually be called upon to destroy, or to hand over to the custody of this coun- try. While those papers are here we have still our chance.” Another faint stir ran through the room. It was like the rustle of dried leaves upon a dried forest bough. Sig- nor X— held up his hand, for he had not done speaking. There was silence, instant, complete, again. “To obtain possession of these docu- ments, then, must be our most earnest endeavor, and we must be speedy and swift. We have already been able to do good work—work which I have this evening to report to you—but it is only the first step. We have ascertained without doubt that the papers are still here—at the House of Government, so- called—and we have located them in the strong room of the commandant. But there our serach for them has been checked for the present. We have attempted several methods, of which I will briefly give a sketch.” He paused to refer to the cipher in his hand. (To Be Continued.) - Frogs’ Foam nests. A naturalist has just discovered in the Bugomo forest of Lake Albert, Arfica, a frog’s nest made of a spittle- like froth and attached to the back of some leaves overhanging a _ small stream. He took the precaution of photographing his find before placing it in alcohol, and as soon as this was done the mass collapsed, revealing, however, a wriggling mass of tadpoles about one-third of an inch in length. Foam nests of this kind, the scientists say, are made by certain frogs in Jap- an, as well as by some South Ameri- can species. Some fishes also make foam nests, of which the paradise fish is a conspicuous example. His Fondest Memories. A hard-headed old Pittsburg manu- facturer, who made his fortune, as he expresses it, “with his coat off,” was induced by his daughters to accom- anyp them to a Wagner concert, the first he had ever attended. The next day he happened to meet an acquaint- ance who had seen him the night be- fore, who asked: “I suppose you enjoyed the concert last night, Mr. Brown?” “Yes, it took me back to the days of my youth,” the old man said, with a reminiscent sigh. “Ah, summer days in the country, girl in a lawn dress, birds singing, and all that?” . “No, the ‘days when I worked in a boiler shop in Scranton.” Modern Youth. “Why are you not at school?” stern- ly inquired the parent, meeting his son in the street. . The lad was not much enibarrassed. “Fact is, dad,” he responded, “there is something the matter with the teacher’s temper and I’m giving it ab- sent treatment.” 4 Officially Confirmed. The Washington correspondent hast- phone. “Pardon me for disturbing you, Mr. Blank,” he said, “but will you please tell me whether or not the rumor that is in circulation as to your retirement is true?” “Yes, sir,” answered the cabinet offi- cer. “It is. I was just about to retire when you called me. Good night.” _ THE WHITE PAINT OF THE WHITE HOUSE, The White House at Washington, which has been the “King’s Palace” of the American people since it was first occupied by President Madison in 1809, has recently undergone a thorough course of remodeling, reno- vation and repair. Every American citizen is owner of an undivided eighty or eighty-five millionth part of the White House, as well as of the other Public Buildings and Monuments in the Capitol City. An item in the renovation of the remodeled White House was repainting. Every visitor to Washington knows why the White House is so called—because it is lit- erally a ‘white house.” The exterior paint must therefore be white. Now while the pure white surfaces and sim- ple lines of the White House, set in the midst of green lawns and beanti- ful trees, produce a very satisfying effect of dignified simplicity. white paint from a practical point of view, is about the most unsatisfactory kind of paint that could have been selected by the original designers. First, be- cause any white paint is easily dis- colored by smoke and dust, and sec- ond, because ordinary white paint itself gradually turns gray or brown- ish yellow from exposure. But white the White House is and white it must remain or it would no longer be the “White House.” So the renovators, making the best of a dis- couraging situation, sought for the best kind of white paint procurable. The average citizen if asked to guess what kind of paint they finally decided on. would probably answer—‘“white lead and oil,” but he would guess wrongly. The .aint selected as the best obtainable was a ready mixed paint, such as can be bought in any well furnished village store, such as is used by more than half of the eighty or eighty-five million owners of the White House on their own homes. That one brand of mixed paint was ays instead of another is a mere accidental detail—there are fifty or a hundred brands on the market that might have been selected in other circumstances, and in fact, a different brand was used in paint- ing the Capitol Every property owner, therefore, who paints his house with a high grade ready-mixed paint is following the example set by the Government Authorities at Washington, who used ready-mixed paint, because they could find nothing else as good. Facts in the Case. First Stranger—Do you consider marriage a failure? Second Stranger—I have found it so. First Stranger—How long have you been married? Second Stranger—I have never been up against the matrimonial game at all. I proposed to five different girls, but they all handed me the frigid mitt. A Close Shave. A little girl asked her mother if there were any men in heaven. “Mamma,” she said, “I never saw a picture of a nangel with a beard or a mustache. Do men ever go to heav- en?” “Oh, yes,” replied her mother, “men go to heaven, but it’s always by a close shave.” WILL FIGHT BIG OIL OCTOPUS, Independents Prepare to Invade North Dakota. The threatened invasion of this ter- ritory by the independent oil compa- nies is causing much discussion. The unpopularity of the Rockefeller out- put and the reduced rates granted by the railroads on shipments in less than carload lots is thought to make this field a desirable one for the men anxious to buck the big octopus. Rep- resentatives of three independent con- eérns have been here and one is said to have secured a site and sidetrack privileges from the Great Northern. REPAIRING BRAIN. A Certain Way by Food. Every minister, lawyer, journalist, physician, author or business man is forced under pressure of modern con- ditions to the active and sometimes overactive use of the brain. Analysis of the excreta thrown out by the pores shows that brain work breaks down the phosphaie of potash, separating it from its heavier compan- ion, albumen, and plain common sense teaches that this elemental principle must be introduced into the body anew each day, if we would replace the loss and rebuild the brain tissue. We know that the phosphate of potash, as presented in certain, field grains, has an affinity for albumen and that is the only way gray matter in the brain can be built. ‘It will not answer to take the crude phosphate of potash of the drug shop, for nature rejects it. The elementary mineral must be pre- sented through food directly from na- ture’s laboratory. , These facts have béen made use of | in the manufacture of Grape-Nuts, and any brain worker can prove the value of the proper selection of food by mak- pe re wean le ae grocers every- yy History in the Hair. By their hair ye shall know them. It jour hair. The Japanese scientist, Mat- sura, has been studying the variations jin the thickness of the hair. It is known that in certain diseases, among other differences in growth, are found marked variations in the length and thickness of the finger nails. Now itap- pears that the hair also is influenced, and all the affections which act upon the general health bring about a diminu- tion in the thickness of the hair. The medullary layer may even be interrupt- ed, and the hard layer which it contains may disappear. Observations made upon a hair will therefore show tie variations in thickness according to certain maladies, and the length of the affected part of the thinner portion ot the hair gives an idea of the duratior of the malady, and even of slighter af- fections. The variations are naturally more strongly marked in the case of coarse-haired races than others. Pro- vided the hair had never been cut, the man would have his pathological his- tory written in capillary terms. Wonderful Thing. Mr. Brown had just had a telephone connection between his office and house, and was very much pleased with it. “I tell you, Smith,” he was saying, “this telephone business is a wonder- ful thing. 1 want you to dine with me this evening, and I will notify Mrs, Brown to expect you.” Brown (speaking through the tele- phone)—My friend Smith will dine with us this evening. “Now listen and hear how plain her reply comes back.” Mrs. Brown’s reply came back with startling distinctness: “Ask your friend Smith if he thinks we keep a hotel.”—N. Y. World. Nesselrode Pudding. This is an extra troublesome pudding to make, but is very delicious. Line the bottom of an ice-cream mold with thin slices of sponge cake that have been ) soaked in sherry wine; put a layer ofall sorts of candied and preserved fruits on this, cut up very fine; then more cake, and so on until the mold is nearly full. Make a custard of a quart of milk, sugar to taste and six egg yolks, with a cake | of grated chocolate; add two tablespoon- fuls dissolved gelatin boiling hot, strain and let cool; pour this over the eake and fruit in the mold, seal careful- Jy and pack in ice. When turned out it makes a beautiful dish. Serve with whipped cream sweetened and flavored to taste. Calculating Man. “I don’t like young Dr. Oprates,” re- marked the timid young thing. “No? And why?” “The other evening he called, and by and by he squeezed my hand and said something sentimental, and just as 1] was trying to look demure and blush 1 discovered that he had his finger on my pulse to see whether or not I was really affected by his attentions "— Judge. What the Woman Thought. They were talking about the new star in society. “She never laughs at jokes,” the man. & “Maybe she has no sense of humor,” said the other man. “Maybe she has false teeth,” said the woman. And then the conversation lan. guished.—Louisville Courier-Journal. saia Far Advanced. “Is your daughter progressing nice ly with her music?” inquired the vis itor of Mrs. Goldrox. “I should say she was,” said Mrs Goldrox, with enthusiasm. “She’s got so she kin play the ‘Carnival of Ven- ice’ with variations, besides doing all them little physical exercises with her hands crossed.”—Milwaukee Sentinel. Stole Prison Socks. Says a South African newspaper: “An amusing case occurred in the magistrate’s court at Durban lately, when a recently discharged convict was charged with stealing his prison socks. The accused alleged that he forgot to change them when dis- charged, but was returned to prison for another month.” A Colored Wash-Dress. If you are doubtful whether a mus- lin or print dress will wash well, preface the washing by soaking it for ten minutes in a pail of tepid water, into which a teaspoonful of turpentine has been stirred. Fish Salad. Mix with chopped fish an equal quantity of cut celery, chopped cab- bage or shredded lettuce. Three salt anchovies chopped with. a dozen capers may be added before mixing in the dressing. i If Very Sallow. Yes; you can dose yourself with sulphur and molasses, eat fruits and vegetables, and walk in the open air. You will find your, orange color fad- ing away uhder this treatment. Poor Father! Bobbie—Mamma. Mamma—Well? “Were men awful scarce when you sorry for him?”—Judge. Perspiring Feet. AN EVERY-DAY STRUGGLE. ily called up the cabinet officer by tele- | seems that our histories are written in| jen and Women of Every Occupation Suffer Miseries from Kidney Com- plaint. J. C. Lightner, 703 So. Cedar St., Abilene, Kansas, is one of the thou- sands who suffer from kidney trou- bles brought on by daily work. “I first noticed it eight or ten years ago,” said Mr. Lightner. “The dull pain in the back fairly made me sick. 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