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EB ORS ORB ORB ORB ORB G CHAPTER XiIl—Continued. “Mary told me last night,” he said, “that you believed you knew certain things regarding our family—well, things which we had much rather you did not know. Will you tell me ex- actly what it is you think you know?” there any need to do so?” asked abel, who was calm and com- ; it is of the utmost importance H Mary said that you knew ev- erything—whatever that may mean. So far as I am aware, you have heard Sir John’s statements respecting the secret in our business and the death s partner long ago. You may re- call that I spoke of these to you when came here, nurse. mber, perfectly.” you tell me what you think w in addition to the facts I entioned?” hould I? I am here merely as a nurse to Sir John,” she reminded him, indicating her own attitude to- ward the “addition,” as he termed it. “[p you won’t say anything further,” said Maxwell, coolly, “I suppose I must put your thoughts into words— thoughts which you will not utter now, but which you found no difficulty, I un- derstand, in expressing to Miss Sister- son. You think that my father mur- dered his partner, Tom Forde, and in that way gained possession of the se- cret which made his fortune. That is your story, is it not? I am not asking for the proof of your story, but that is your story, is it not?” it is true story,” said Christabel. he about to deny what Mary had essed? “Pray, how e] Maxwell. t is my affair, and I shall not tell you how I learned the truth. Is it not enough that it is the truth?” “Admitting for a moment—for the sake of this conversation, let me say, nvrse—that it is the truth, may I ask what you intend doing about it? What o you propose to make of your did you learn that?” use di dge? whatever.” ‘| wish I could believe it, nurse. nk. I do not admit that your story is true—please understand that—but if your story got abroad it mizht make a scandal, and we should not like it. We should be willing to give a certain sum to insure that there would be no scandal—a considerable r good round sum—nurse, or an annuity for life.” “So you wish to bribe me to si- said Christabel, her color ris- am not for sale!” lence ing CHAPTER XIV. The Bribe of Marriage. Christabel spoke quietly, and, but for the flush in her cheeks hardly showed that beneath her surface calm s undergoing extreme nervous she w on. “You say that you are not for sale,” Mexwell, mockingly. “That is in the best style of the penny novel- et ine, only you should have spoken your words with greater em- Yet I suppose that you feel said mag a heroine. Well, there is nothing of the heroic about me. I have not much belief in heroics; I am in business man, and what we scussing appears to me just a ‘or a business-like settlement.” He spoke in his slow, deliberate yay, and his mocking accents filled yer with anger and indignation. It seemed to her almost that he was try- ing to excite in her a burst of temper, to make her lose her head. Yet she wes conscious all the while that there was about Maxwell a sort of power, a cold-blooded force, an indomitability of will and purpose—the qualities, in fact, which had made for him his high reputation in the world of finance. “A business like settlement,” said Chr'siabel, “of murder and theft!” xwe!ll smied sardonically, and e a slight shrug of his shoulders. You y that you have certain in- formation, nurse,” he went on, with- urther comment on what she had , “and I have admitted that if you of it, there might be a_ scandal. Well, I have told you that I am will- ing to buy that infeemation—on terms to be arranged between us. If you wi'l swear to be silent, to keep that in- formation forever to yourself, I shall in return undertake that you will be paid a sum of, say, 200 pounds a year, the payment, of course, being con- tingent on your observing the condi- tions of the bargain.” “You are certainly mistaken in me, Mr. Sisterson,” said Christabel. “There can be no bargain between us, and what I wish to make plain to you is that no bargain is necessary. I told your sistep, for whom I have a great regard, that I would keep what I have learned to myself. If she had not spoken about it, I should not have re- ferrei to it. And I tell you the same. You need not have said one word to me respecting it. My duty is as clear rs the light, however painful to me it may be.” ROEOBOEOBUEOEV ORBOREO BBO The Honor of Nurse Joyce ~~ FE ORB ORBO REO REO REO OREO RB ORBO BORO RB s that information, and make | Di BORO 3 RBOROROAGOR “To be silent is your construction of your duty?” said Maxwell. “Yes; it is a point of honor.” “A point of honor!” exclaimed Max- well, shaking his head. He thought that such phrases were drivel, and on Christabel’s lips meant that the terms he had offered were not considered by her as high enough, but he did not say 80. “A point of honor,” he repeated. “It is a most proper feeling on your part —the right ground to take. I should like, however, to strengthen’ and re- inforce that feeling, if I can—that is all I am seeking to do. For I can im- agine that circumstances might arise, something fresh might turn up, which might cause you to change your views. Therefore, to be frank, I wish to bind you to us by offering you an annuity. Shall we say 300 pounds a year? It is really a considerable sum, as it repre- sents a capital of 10,000 pounds. It would keep you comfortably for the rest of your days—you need never go out again to nurse, a thing which I fancy one so young and attractive as you are cannot care much for. Three hundred pounds a year is not to be despised, Nurse Joyce, and is not to be got every morning for the asking.” “It does not seem to occur to you that you are grossly insulting me in making this offer,” said Christabel, rising. from her chair. “I have assur- ed you that your family secrets are safe with me, and I do not see what good is done by talking more about ity Maxwell gazed at her as she stood before him, and admired her vastly. But just then admiration was an in- convenient thing. “Insulting you, nurse!” he exclaim- ed. “It’s the kind of insult most peo- ple find no difficulty in pocketing. Is it that I have not insulted you enough?” he asked, with a_ grin. “Come—be as frank with me as I am with you. How much do you want?” “IT want nothing. Cannot you under- stand?” asked Christabel, the flush deepening on her face, “But your sis- ter spoke to me of something you might do, of something you ought to do, and that is to make restitution. Your father’s great fortune is built on a foundation of robbery and wrong.” “Restitution! To whom, pray?” “To the son of Thomas Forde.” It was Maxwell’s turn to flush. “To Norman Forde; why not give the name?” he asked with a sneer. “Now we have it! So this is your game? Now you have dropped the mask. This is what your fine sentt- ments come to! I saw you and Forde together last night at the Savoy. Do you suppose he has the shadow of a legal claim upon us? I tell you he has none.” “I know nothing of that, but I do know that he is in complete ignorance of the wrong that has been done him,” said Christabel. “It is possible enough that he may never know; cer- tainly he shall never know from me.” “So you say; but why are you anx- ious that restitution should be made to him?” “Because it is just and right.” “Quite so,” said Maxwell, dryly. “I think we will eliminate Mr. Forde from our discussion, as I do not ac- knowledge that he has any claim on us whatever. Let us get back to the point. I am anxious that there shall be no scandal regarding my father— that is the only thing I have to con- sider, That there may be none through you I offer you an annuity—shall we say 5,000 pounds a year?” As he paused for her reply there was a quick, nervous tapping at the door, and without waiting for an in- vitation to enter Lady Sisterson came into the room. She looked sharply from one to the other. “What are you saying to nurse?” she asked her son, imperiously. “I have just seen Mary, and she tells me that Nurse Joyce has some strange ideas.” This was not exactly what Mary had said, but it served. “Nurse Joyce thinks that she knows something,” said Maxwell. “Without admitting that she does, I have made her an offer of an annuity—a hand- some annuity—if she will keep what she thinks she knows to herself. We do not wish the breath of scandal to touch Sir John’s reputation.” “And you have accepted the offer, nurse?” “No,” said Christabel, hotly; “I have not accepted it. But I have told Mr. Sisterson, and now tell you, Lady Sis- terson, that your secrets are safe with me. I shall never mention them to a living soul. “That was what Mary said that you had told her,” observed Lady Sister- son. . “Yet nurse wishes us to make resti- tution to Norman Forde,” said Max- well. “Norman Forde is your lover, is he not?” asked Lady Sisterson, staring hard at Christabel. “You told me when you first came here that you were not engaged to be married.” “Iam not engaged, but you cannot expect me to discuss my private af- fairs with you,” said Christabel, bold- ly. : atte “What is in my mind, nurse, is simply this. If you are in love with t this young Forde, you will naturally desire to tell him all,” said Lady sis- terson. “I am willing to believe that you imagine at present that you can keep what you call our secrets to your- self. I can also believe that if you did not know and care for this young man it would not occur to you to say any- thing about the matter. But I cannot trust a woman to be silent where she loves—unless it is about something discreditable in her own life. And “Mother,” interposed Maxwell, “I do not think you are doing any good. It will be far better to leave these ne- gotiations to me.” “Really, Maxwell!” Maxwell replied to this protest by. going to the door and holding it open for Lady Sisterson to pass out. “Leave this matter to me,” he said, as she left the room. “TJ was afraid,” said Maxwell, shut- ting the door and standing in front of it, “that Lady Sisterson might only exasperate you; she has rather an ex- asperating manner, I must confess. When she interrupted us I had made you an offer of an annuity of 500 pounds. What do you say, nurse?” “T decline it. I have nothing more to add,” and she moved toward the door, but he barred the way. “Pardon me,” he said, “but I have something more to say.” Whatever it was he did not say it at once, but kept on gazing at Christa- bel until she became uncomfortable and then indignant. “Why are you detaining me?” she asked. “I have given you my word to be silent about your father. What more do you want from me?” “Just a moment,” he said, and he looked away from her, thinking. “T wish I knew the truth about you and Forde,” he said, after a long pause. “What has it to do with you?” ask- ed Christabel, with keen resentment in her voice. He was silent again for some time. “I feel that what I am about to say may appear crude, abrupt, and un- timely,” he said, at length. “If you are really in love with Forde, I sup- pose there is no chance for me, but what mother said suggests to me that perhaps you are not very much in love with him, otherwise you would tell him what you think you know. I am in a great difficulty and you do not help me.” “Help you! I do not understand you,” cried Christabel. “I admire you immensely,” he went on, with sudden ardor. “You are a pretty woman, a woman of spirit and rare intelligence, and you are a lady. Your birth is as good as mine. I know no woman whom I can put beside you. You are charming!” “Mr. Sisterson!” exclaimed Christa- bel. “I love you,” said Maxwell, his tones quick and unsteady. “You charmed me from the first—you must know it. You must have seen that I cared for you, that I loved you. Will you be my. wife—will you marry me, Christabel?” His voice seemed eager, earnest, even sincere. Heaven only knows what in the depths of his heart he in- tended, but it was one of the two ways that had occurred to him as likely to ensure Christabel’s silence; and it must be added that, after a fashion, he was in love with Christabel. At the moment he thought he meant what he said. And Christabel thought so, too, but as the price of her silence. “J would not marry you,” she said, ‘if you were the only man in the world. You talk of love! You say that you love me. What do you know of love? You wish to marry me be- cause in that way you think you will make certain that I shall never reveal what I have learned about your father. And you call that Iove!” (To Be Continued.) NEW ALASKAN DISH. Moose Nose, Says a Far North Hunter, Is Fine, Nutritious Food. Themose of a big Alaska bull moose weighs eight pounds, and when boiled twenty-four hours into gelatine makes the choicest and most nutritious arti- cle of diet to be had in all Alaska. At least this is what Webster Brown of this city, who has hunted and sur- veyed all over Alaska, says, and he ought to know. “Alaska moose,” said Brown yester- day, “is the best game food to be had in Alaska, and those who subsist for a large part of the time on the game of the country are careful when they kill a big moose or any other kind of big game to have means at hand to take care of the carcass and save it. “I remember not many months ago in the White River country when our food ran short and we killed a big bull moose and made away in the next few days with the most of his good points. We were traveling over a rolling, partly open country in the direction of the Tanana valley, and every particle of fresh meat counted. When the carcass was all butchered up and packed away I boiled the big, bristly, fat nose of this moose about twenty-four hours, after spending five hours scratching the hair off the hide and picking it out by the roots. “Well, sir, I boiled that moose’s nose until it made the finest. sort of gela- tine you ever saw, absolutely clear, and of a delicious sweet and nutty flavor. It made a meal for the whole outfit for every day for three days, and in my judgment the dish contains more lasting and nourishing qualities than anything we had.” Surprising. “There is no way of guessing the races,” remarked the man with a sad look in his eye. “No,” answered young Mrs. Tor- : “I have noticed the jockey with the most beautiful costume iy as Ha- ble to win as anybody else.’ . t PLANT EVERGREENS FOR » SHELTER AND ORNAMENT Retention of Foliage During the Winter Makes Them Effec- tive Windbreaks—By William J. Green, Horti- culturist and Forester, Ohio. Evergreens are of peculiar value both for shelter and ornament. At all times they furnish a barrier to wind and cold, and the remarkably pic- turesque forms assumed by the adult specimens of many species add muchto the attractiveness of a country home, especially when their boughs grace- fully bend beneath a load of snow. In winter, when other trees are desti- tute of foliage, these majestic trees lend to the scene an air of animation which mitigates in a large measure the severity and desolation of the season. If tastefully intermingled with other trees and shrubs about the home they give warmth of verdure and variety of outline unattainable without their use. That many of the evergreens can be successfully grown upon thin sandy soils is an additional argument in their favor. At the base of evergreens occasional touches of color, such as are afforded by beds of petunia, canna, salvia or other bedding plants, are highly ef- fective and satisfactory. Owing to their vigor of growth and ease of culture clumps of many of the peren- nial plants are exceedingly valuable adjuncts used in this way, and if left undisturbed, they will increase in size and beauty from year to year. Foxglove, platycodon, hardy phlox, larkspur and a host of others, from which selection may be made accord- ing to the planter’s fancy, are avail- able for the purpose. In fact, ever- greens form a most excellent back- ground for a great variety of charm- ing hues in flower, fruit and foliage. distance beyond it after a storm. Often a windbreak can be worked into the general landscape effect to break up the monotony. This is done by informal grouping and combining different shades of color. Thus an ir- regular shelter belt of evergreens be- comes, with maples, birches and other trees, a charming addition to the land- scape. Its graceful outlines are far more charming than the formal and stiff appearance of the straight-row windbreak of a single species, Since evergreens are a favorite place for the nesting of birds, an increase in the number of our little feathered friends will be observed wherever windbreaks are established. This is no small incentive for planting, wheth- er viewed from the aspect of senti- ment or that of economic advantage. The birds will many times compen- sate for the consumption of fruit and grain by the destruction of pernicious insects which are becoming more and more a menace to the farmer and fruit- grower. For screens, to hide unsightly ob- jects or to secure a degree of privacy to the home, evergreens, because of persistent foliage, serve the purpose at all seasons. Used for this purpose they may be planted in straight or curved rows, to suit the boundaries or in almost any manner, so that the pur- pose sought is realized. Very often, where a row of trees may be essential, in order to make a serviceable screen, the object can be quite as well at- tained by grouping and by mingling harmonious deciduous trees with Tasty Grouping of Pines and Other Trees Around House. During the entire cycle of the seasons they may be made to accentuate and brighten \an infinite variety of colors in plants, from the humblest flowers to the gorgeous maples. Every country home should have its shelter belt of evergreens. Wind- breaks are not meant for the sole use of extensive orchardists, as was once thought, but should be so commonly planted as to protect every home ex- posed in the least to the ravages of wind and storm. The saving in fuel alone will defray the cost of planting material in a few years’ time. Nor need one wait a dozen years or even A White Pine Windbreak. half so long for evergreens to grow large enough to afford a protection against piercing winds. Results may be secured in a comparatively short time by planting quite thickly, the su- perfiuous trees to be removed from time to time as they encroach upon those which it is designed to leave for the permanent shelter. Many an exposed barnyard or poultry run might be transformed into a place of genu- jne comfort for its inmates on Wintry days, by planting along its northern and western sides a row of white pine, Nor- way spruce or arborvitae, Frequent- ly, a barn which has been located too near the dwelling, a number of out- buildings or an unsightly view, may be concealed by the suitable location of a group of evergreens, and in many instances this bit of planting will per- form the double function of screen and windbreak. A strip approximately ten times its height is protected by a windbreak, as is shown by the snow lying smooth on the ground for this evergreens. For a formal screen ¢ dwarf or half-dwarf species is best, but by shearing, or close clipping, even such tall growing trees as Norway spruce can be used. The hemlock is admirable for the purpose,and there are a number of species and varieties of arborvitae, retinospora and juniper which are good. An evergreen hedge is but a close- ly clipped screen and the same species can be used for both. A screen needs some pruning to prevent openings and to keep the trees in somewhat sym- metrical form, but a hedge should be clipped once or twice each year, the Trees Are Fifteen Years Old. first early and the second time in midsummer. Arborvitae, retinosporas and junipers bear clipping or shearing best of all, but spruces, firs and even pines are quite tractable under the knife early in summer before the new buds are fully formed, provided the young growth only is cut. An evergreen hedge should always be kept wider at the base than at the top, otherwise those portions of the foliage which receive insufficient light perish and unsightly dead spots ap- pear. It is useless to attempt to start an evergreen hedge in the shade of a tree. If one is in doubt as to the propriety of planting an evergreen hedge, a safe rule is not to locate one where it is not actually needed. Feed Regularly.—With poultry ag with other stock, in feeding for growth or to fatten for market it is necessary to feed re; ‘ly and all that is eaten up clean, if the largest grain in pro- portion to the food supplied is secured OF ACTRESSES QUEEN PRAISES PE-RU-NA. MISS JULIA MARLOWE. “am glad to write my endorse- ment of the great remedy, Peruna. 1 doso most heartily.’’--Julia Marlowe. Any remedy that benefits digestion strengthens the nerves. The nerve centers require nutrition. If the digestion is impaired, the nerve centers become anemic, and nervous debility is the result. Peruna is not a nervine nor a stimulant. It benefits the nerves by benefiting digestion. Peruna frees the stomach of ca tarrhal congestions and normal diges- tion is the result. In other words, Peruna goes to the bottom of the whole difficulty, when the disagreeable symptoms disappear. Mrs. J. C. Jamison, Wallace, Cal. writes: “I was troubled with my stomach for six years. Was treated by three doctors. They said that I had nervous dyspepsia. I was put on a liquid diet for three months. “I improved under the treatment, but gs soon as I stopped taking the medicine, I got bad again. “I saw a testimonial of a man whose case was similar to mine being cured by Peruna, so I thought I would give it a trial. “I procured a bottle at once and commenced taking it. I have taken several bottles and am entirely cured.” A Lame Excuse. Having gone out on the pretext of calling at his barber’s, Pontbiquet did not return until 4 o’clock in the morn- ing. Fury of Mme. Pontbiquet. tions of the culprit: “Just imagine, my dear, that idiot of a hairdresser cut my hair too short. It was so unbecoming that I did not dare to reappear before you until it had grown a little!” Explana- Important to Mothers. Examine carefully every bottle of CASTORIA a safe and sure remedy for infants and children, and see that it Bears the Ee (Tey Signature of Lido In Use For Over The Kind You Have Always Bought An Alarming Possibility. “I see that a new language called Esperanto has been invented.” “Good gracious! Another way for women to say what they don’t mean.” NOT TO BE PUT OFF. Farmer Triumphs Over Judge ana Hearsay Evidence Is Admitted. An eminent lord chief justice, who was trying a right-of-way case, had be- fore him a witness—an old farmer— who was proceeding to tell the jury that he had “knowed the path for six- ty yeer, and my feyther tould I as he heered my grandfeyther zay- ” “Stop!” said the judge; “we .can’t have any hearsay evidence here!” “Not!” exclaimed Farmer Giles. “Then how dost know who thy feyther was ’cept by hearsay?” After the laughter had subsided the judge said: “In courts of law we can only be guided by what you have seen with your own eyes, and nothing more or less.” “Oh, that be blowed for a tale!” re- plied the farmer. “I ha’ got a bile on the back of my neck, and I never seed ‘un, but I be prepared to swear that he’s there, hang ’un!” This second triumph on the part of the witness let in a torrent of hearsay evidence about the footpath which ob- tained weight with the jury, albeit the judge told them it was not testimony of any value, and the farmer’s party won. 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