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«CHAPTER X11.—(Continued. It was not merely to find Marion that he was setting out to London, but to make himself worthy of her, and to provide the means without which he could not ask her to be his. The task he had set before him was nothing less than the redemption of self. He had been slowly rusting, steadily de- teriorating, losing unconsciously moral muscle and fiber. The dawn of Jove was like a mirror held up to Na- ture, revealing to him not only what he , but what he might be; and to go back now on all his hopes and dreams aud resolutions would be cow- ardice of the worst kind. Unfortunately, in his defense he had not the courage to take his mother into his confidence. To tell her that he was going out into the world to win back his lost self, that he might win and wed the daughter of their greatest enemy, required more daring than he possessed. To her prejudiced such a proposition would not only but absolutely idiotic. Even to himself the adventure seemed so quixotic that he hardly dared think of it in specific terms. For the moment, however, the fu- ture beckoned him, and love urged him ‘0 6owhat difficulties, to what igers, to what humiliations, to what defeats he w: marching he did not kne and he did not very much care. Love blinded his eyes to all minor matters. If he could win Marion, and win himself in the effort, the compen- would be more than sufficient. He listened very patiently and sym- pa rthetically to all his mother had to Her grief touched him to the and yet he angered her unwit- or d sation quick tingly. “[ know you sacrificed a lot to send me to Oxford,” he said. “But up to the present what has been the use of it? I am hoping now I shall be able to turn my education to some ac- count.” “My dear son,” she exclaimed, tear- fully, “why will you take that common commercial view? I should have thought that culture for its own sake »s, yes, mother,” he interrupted; agree with you, of course. ce we have to live, and we cannot live without such common things as food, and clothes, and fuel, one is justified in turning his educa- tion to account.” : “In your case there Rese xcuse me, is no such there is very great ity,’ he replied. “We are al- ys on the edge of the last sover- We are always denying our- A dozen replenishments are ied, and we cannot afford them. We cannot afford a trip abroad, or even a holiday nearer home. If we only had the courage to give up this penny pomp and show, and were con- tent with a modest villa or flat, with what I can earn we should be in clover fb was the last straw. The mere suggestion of a villa was nearly as bad iggesting the workhouse. Burst- ing into a paroxysm of tears she stole dejectedly out of the room. Clement was glad when the time came for him to take his departure. The atmosphere of Mawgan Chase be- caine more and more depressing. Mrs. ygan was sarcastic and pathetic 1s. Esther alone kept a bright ebeerful countenance. In her heart and looked forward to long vis- age, fis to London which should more than compensate for the lonely weeks that would intervene, Clement had been gone rather more days and than a month, and Esther and her mother were settling down comforta- bly to the new condition of things, when news was brought to Mawgan Chase by Grayton that the Nebraska w beginning to break up, and that already a quantity of passengers’ lug- gage had been washed up by the tide. Esther was all excitement in a mo- ment, and insisted on taking a walk at once to St. Chloe bay. Grayton felt his heart give a sud- den bound. If Esther went to St. Chloe bay she wou]d be sure to walk with him as far as the village. haps she would allow him to go with her as far as she went. Perhaps she would allow him to return with her to Mawegan Chase. Perhaps——. But he checked himself suddenly at 4Ahat point. Mrs. Mawgan raised numerous ob- jection The day was cold, the wind was boisterous, the roads were muddy, and the afternoon was already far spent. Esther, however, was resolute. A good blow, she protested, would do her good, and ten minutes later she and Grayton set out together. CHAPTER XIill. The Edge of a Mystery. There was a shorter road to St. Chloe bay than the one Grayton and fgsther took, but as it was a windy track across the fields, they chose the more, sheltered highway—neither ot thom seemed in any particular hurry to reach their destination. Esther had shown much e2 cds olathe ei “The Shadow Between” =——— BY SS SILAS K. HOCKING. admired her brother for his cour- | Per- |. mness to set out, but once beyond the belt of trees that sur- rounded Mawgan Chase she seemed to forget the particular object she had in view. Grayton was so good a talk- er that everything save the particular subject he was discussing at the mo- ment passed out of her mind. Grayton, in reality, talked general- ities, but he felt bound to talk in self- defense. Esther was reticent, as she usually was when in his company; and he was consumed with a desire to tell her he loved her. Hence he al- most feared any break in the conver- sation, lest he should unguardedly be- tray his feelings and so put an end to a delightful friendship. So he talked about the weather, about his absent vicar, about the needs of the parish, about the wrecks on the Beetles, about the chances of passengers’ luggage be- ing washed up by the tide; and on all these subjects he had something to say that to Esther at least was ex- tremely interesting. The tide was at its lowest when they entered the bay. At the extreme corner, and close to the water's edge, stood a solitary figure staring steadily through a pair of field glasses. Grayton and Esther walked slowly in his direction. The wind was blow- ing strong and cold. In the offing the sky looked dark and stormy. The sea was a muddy green, save where the rocks churned it into foam. The man with the glasses took no notice of them. He stood quite still, looking intently in the same direction. “Who is he?” Esther asked, when they got sufficiently near to see his face distinctly. “His name is Nevins,” Grayton an- swered. “He has been lodging with old Mrs. Dyer for the last two months or thereabouts.” “What does he do?” “Nothing! He spends all his time on the cliffs or down in the bay.” “Is he connected in any way with the salvage men?” “Not that I am aware of. No, he seems quite alone; and, as time must hang rather heavy on his hands, I pre- sume he finds it interesting to watch along the coast for whatever the tide may bring in.” “But he must have some particular object, surely?” “I believe he came mainly on ac- count of his health. Had a nervous breakdown or something of the sort, and the doctors ordered complete change, perfect rest, and absolute quite, with as much fresh air as. he could get. I am bound to confess, however, he looks in excellent health.” “You have made his acquaintance, of course?” “Well, hardly. He rather avoids me. Never comes to church by any chance, and is as close as an- oyster about his personal affairs.” “How interesting!” “T have given him the go-by of late. Mrs. Dyer says he is a very nice man, gives very little trouble, and pays up on the nail.” “Has he made any friends in the vil- lage?” “Not any, I think. He is too reticent a man to make friends any- where.” “But why does he look at the sea through a field glass?” Grayton laughed. “Oh, the story goes that he holds a watching brief for some relative who was a passenger on the Nebraska, and who is anxious, in case his luggage should be washed up by the tide, that no one runs away with it.” “Did he come here for that particu- lar purpose?” “Oh, no. .He had been staying here some considerable time before his rel- ative knew anything about it. But, discovering he was here, he wrote, asking him to keep his eyes open.” “T should like to have a talk with “Why not? curiosity.” “Oh, very good. You have aroused my He appears to be coming this way at length. I will speak to him.” They changed the angle of their walk a little so that they might inter- cept him. He, seeing their object, tried to avojd them. So Grayton call- ed to him across the intervening space of sand. “Anything to report, Mr. Nevins?” “Nothing simce 2 o'clock.” “You are hoping for something?” “Oh, well, as to that, I can hardly say that Iam. It can make no differ- ence to me whatever the waves toss up.” “But a relative of yours is, I am told, interested.” “Well, a distant relative, but more a friend. than a relative,” and he turned his head as though he wished to end the conversation. “Has your friend lost something very valuable?” Esther questioned, with a smile. 7 “Well, as 3 that, ma’am, I can reely say,” he wered, raising his hat politely, “But I should pre- sume it\to be more or less of value.” “And most trunks that get iid will be dashed to pieces.’ x, £ “That is so. Robert's, icon, was a strong cowhide trunk, he tells me, and would stand a lot of knocking about.” Esther caught her breath sharply. “Then you would recognize it,” she said, “in case it were .washed up by. the tide?” “Oh, easily... His initials, R..W., are burnt into the side. His ‘name is Rob- ert Webster,” and turning suddenly round he walked away. Esther stared after him for a mo- ment or two in silence. © Then Grayton said, with a laugh, “You did not make much of him, Miss Mawgan.” “No, not much,” she answered, ab- sently. “He’s a singular character. quite able to make him out.” “He'll need watching.” “Watching?” he questioned, in a tone of surprise. “He’s up to no good. He has de- signs on something or somebody.” “What makes you think so?” “Several things. Oh, I wish Clement were at home. A woman is so help- less in a case of this kind.” They had begun to retrace their steps toward the village, but Grayton paused: abruptly and looked at his companion. “I do not quite understand,” he said, hesitatingly. “Is there anything I can do for you? You have only to ex- press a wish and I will do my best. Let me—let me—take your brother’s place.” It was in his heart to say a great deal more, but he held himself in check with a strong hand. “TI know I can trust you,” she said, looking frankly into his face. “With your life,” he answered, im- puisively. She colored slightly, and then began to speak more rapidly. “There is a mystery behind that man’s move- ments, f'm sure there is, and it has to do with Marion West. Don’t ask me to explain. I don’t profess to be log- ical, but I am sure I am right. That man is here for the purpose of getting possession of Marion West’s box.” “But why Miss West’s box?” “J don’t know. That’s what we've got to find out. He admits that he is on the lookout for a cowhide trunk with the initials R. W. burnt on its side. Do you think it likely there will be two trunks of the same de- scription and with the same initials?” “There's nothing unlikely in that, surely?” “But do you think any man would spend weeks and weeks watching the coast merely for the sake of getting possession of an ordinary trunk that belonged to a relative?” “But Miss West’s was an ordinary trunk.” “But it held a silver box which con- tained important papers.” “She told you that?” “She did not know what the papers were, but she presumed they were im- portant. She was strictly charged by her dying father concerning the box.” “But what can Nevins know about It? y She shook her head and a perplexed look came into her eyes. “Do you think she has seen Nevins and commissioned him to act for her?” “If she has done so, why does he say it’s Robert Webster’s box he’s looking for?” “She may not,have wished her name to ‘be mentioned.” “Oh, that is all nonsense. Marion West is not that sort of girl. If she had seen this man and told him, he is acting without her knowledge and for some ulterior purpose of his own.” “But what would he be likely to gain?” “I don’t know. I’ve not had time to think the matter out yet. There’s a mystery somewhere. The contents of that silver box may be valuable to other people i€ they can get hold of them. Marion may not be the unim- portant waif she thinks she is.” {To Be Continued.) I'm not Wheat in the Far North, The report on the standing commit- tee of the commons.on agriculture and colonization presented to parliament to-day notes that G. E. Young, super- intendent. of railway lands of the de- partment of the interior, pointed out that wheat is successfully raised at Fort Simpson, 900 miles north of the international boundary and 500 miles north of Edmonton. Dr. Thompson, member of the Yukon, presented to the committee a sample of white oats grown on a farm 63 degrees north latitude. This sample, analyzed by Seed Commisisoner Clark, was found to run forty-six pounds to the bushel and to be an exceptionally fine sam- ple of white oats of superior milling quality. For Jones’ Cat. A cat belonging to Mrs. Jones had caused great annoyance to the small boys of the neighborhood by killing some of their pets, so they decided to set a trap for it. Dwight, a little boy of seven, with a very tender heart, was much afraid some innocent cat wou!d suffer, so printed the following notice and pinned it on the trap: “This is for Jones’ cat only.” A New Theory of Zones. “Bobby,” said the teacher, many Zones are there?” “Two,” answered Bobby, with a lit- tle questioning note in his voice. Then, seeing the puzzled look that came into the teacher's face, he rattled on with- out a stop: “One male_and one fe- “how male; the male can be temperate or intemperate, the female frigid or tor- rid,” and he stopped for breath, MUST HAVE PANELS NECESSARY ELABORATION OF THE “FROCK.” Decree of Fashion That Is Expénsive and Troublesome But Really Gives Them a Charm- ing Effect. Have you ever noticed that it is a “frock” in summer and a “gown” in winter? To the feminine mind, the distinc- tion is not so subtle as it appears in type, for “frock” suggests simplicity, airiness and youth, while “gown” hints at dignity, richness and more or less elaboration. Certainly the summer frock of 1908 but. alas, is airy and youthful, simple, and no one feature contributes more to its elaboration than a panel. A panel can never be simple, and it not generally involves trimming within its borders and as an outline. In the up-to-date lingerie frock the panel is absolutely essential. Quite generally it runs from the edge of the deep yoke to the hem of the front gore, and then on the sides and back smaller panels are introduced. Even sleeves are paneled to match. On some of the finer frocks, like batiste, handkerchief linen, mull, etc., this panel is made entirely of hand- run tucks, a most exacting operation for the home seamstress. Again fine or coarse lace insertion will alternate with horizontal tucking in groups; or, with batiste tucking, a very open in- sertion suggesting Irish crochet pat tern is introduced. Again the panels may be of all- over embroidery, outlined by val in- sertion from a gown of white pique trimmed on fine plaitings of val, though the latter mean that the frock must be sent to the dry cleaner when soiled, which is an item. Insertion or lace ruffling is better than the knife plaiting of lace which is so charming when new, but bunchy and inelegant if poorly laundered. In ‘silk frocks the panels are out- lined by braid of rather broad novelty patterns or with bias bands of the same fabric, piped with contrasting color. Often a panel of lace, dyed to match the silk, is introduced, or with pongee silk of natural tone, an ecru ; lace is used. A very striking silk frock recently seen at Newport was of brilliant al- most grass-green silk, with a panel from yoke to hem of point de venise all-over picked out with heavy gold thread. The tucker worn above this panel was of extremely fine silk net embroidered in gold thread. Much braiding is also seen on the silk panel, and the very latest fad is an applique of cloth on silk, outlined with soutache braid or embroidery. For cloth dresses, almost invariably the panel effect is secured by braiding with soutache or a combination of soutache with novelty braid. On linen suits, either coarse lace or braiding is employed. In the illustration you have the princess jumper frock with panel ef- fect extending from the shoulders to the hem of the skirt. This illustration was drawn with heavy lace in imita- tion Irish crochet pattern. A wider band of the insertion was used around the sides and back gores of the skirt, and the guimpe was of very fine all-over batiste embroidery. The hat worn with this frock is one of the mid-summer novelties, a pic- turesque leghorn crowned with roses and finished with streamers of white mousseline dotted with palest pink rings. These streamers are most be- coming to a young girl, and the softer and more picturesque, the better. cara ae aeons OC CAC RR NNN ee GOOD HOT WEATHER COLLAR. New Design Is a Rival to the Low Puritan Style. Since the hot weather began there has come out a very pretty rival to the low Puritan collar. It is either at- tached to the shirtwaist or, better still, buttoned to it. It is cut on the fashion of the regu- lar stiff linen turnover collar, except that the part that rolls over is wider and has slightly pointed ends. The foundation is as high as one wants it and to the top edge of this is the turnover part of sheer organdie or dotted swiss. The edges are finished with narrow ruffles of valenciennes or cluny lace. Even the foundation is quite sheer, double in thickness, and carries very ‘little starch. It is fastened to the neck band, when detached, back and front and under its whole width is tied a broad cravat of colored satin ribbon, ending in a flat bow in front. _ Separate Collars. If one were to attempt to describe the various separate -collars that are popular with the lingerie blouse it would require a page of closely printed matter, for their charming detail is| deserving of open description in al- most every instance, One of the newest of these high transparent collars is made of coarse Irish crochet lace designed to run in extreme points back of the ears; and to further emphasize this exaggeration a thick double ruche is sometimes em- ployed. This turns back from the neck in Elizabethan style. A narrow silk scarf with pendant ends is the usual finish given to the lower part. One of the economical whims of the girl who is clever with her needle is to make from fine handkerchiefs, ja- bots, broad flat collars and differently shaped cuffs to match. Turn-back col- lars and cuffs sets are with us again, and their increased vogue will prob- ably be carried in with the return of the long sleeve, which is sure to be prevalent next autumn and winter. Not Always Becoming. The fashion of trimming the hats on the right rather than on the left side is gaining favor, though it can not be said that the arrangement is generally pecoming. Nodding plumes or tips are graceful, but the heavy bow of | ribbon, with short, closely packed loops, is decidedly the opposite in ef- fect. There is a heaviness about it suggestive of anything but good taste, and not infrequently the wearer is pos- itively dowdy looking in consequence, for this style is only suited to very few faces. Most women need the aid of clothes that will not detract from a good appearance. NEW NIGHT-DRESS SACHET. To Be Suspended by Ribbons from the Head of the Bed. A very novel idea for a night-dress sachet is shown in our illustration, which gives a suggestion for a shape which will make a change from the more ordinary one which folds over and fastens with a flap. The sachet sketched is made in the form of a deep pocket. and it is in- tended that it should be suspended by wide satin ribbons from the head of the bed, so that it may serve a more decorative purpose than has hitherto been the case. The sachet itself is of white satin, embroidered with a wild rose and foliage design, worked in very delicate shades of pink and green, with a border of silk cord to edge the sachet throughout in a deli- cate shade of turquoise blue. Many other pretty floral designs might be used in place of wild roses, and on grounds of various colors. Sprays of apple-blossom would be effective, for instance, on a pale blue ground, or clusters of dark violets on white or green. They should, of course, be chosen to. suit the draperies, etc., it the room. Bow Knots for Hat Pins. Bow knots made of cut jet, brilliants or colored glass stone are now used for hatpins. They are quite a change from all the other designs we have had. Jet ones used on hats of white chip trimmed with black silk net are quite effective. They are also used on hats of yageiee pink. Those of brilliants are used on black hats. The Black Cat Parasol. The fashion for carved and jeweled animals has not quite died out. The novelty of the midseason is a bright green silk parasol with a stick of black Ba ‘After Years ‘Spent in Vain Effort. tie Mrs. Mary E. H. Rouse, of Cam- bridge, N. Y., says: “Five years ago Thad a bad fall and it affected my, kidneys. Severe pains in my back and hips became constant, and sharp twinges followed any exertion. The kidney ~S “} secretions were badly Ca disordered. I lost flesh and grew too weak to work. Though constantly using medicine I despaired of being cured until I began using Doan’s Kidney Pills. Then relief came quickly, and ina short time I was completely cured. .I am now in ex- cellent health.” * Sold by all dealers. 50 cents a box. Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. ¥. Swallows Lack. Nesting Places. The most important factor in the multiplication of bird life is sufficiency of nesting sites, and every year the swallow’s range of choice is circum- scribed. He used to be the “chimney swallow,” and it must have been a severe blow to the prospects of the race when instead of the wide, ledged chimneys, we began to build straight, narrow flues, with no lodgings for the birds at any point. In many other ways houses and even farm buildings are being rendered more and more unsuitable for swal- low guests, while the overmultiplying sparrow annexes most of the best sites which remain. The swallow, with his little soft beak and tiny feet is no fighter. His Great Act. “Now, Johnnny,” said the Sunday school teacher, “can you tell me one of the most remarkable things Moses did?” “Yes, ma’am,” replied tbe bright youth. “He broke all the command- ments at the same time.” CURED HER CHILDREN. Girls Suffered with Itching Eczema— Baby Had a Tender Skin, Too— Relied on Cuticura Remedies. “Some years ago my three little girls had a very bad form of eczema. Itching eruptions formed on the backs of their heads which were simply cov- ered. I tried almost everything, but failed. Then my mother recommended the Cuticura Remedies. I washed my children’s heads with Cuticura Soap and then applied the wonderful oint- ment, Cuticura. I did this four or five times and I can say that they have been entirely cured. I have another baby who is so plump that the folds of skin on his neck were broken and even bled. I used Cuticura Soap and Cuti- cura Ointment and the next morning the trouble had disappeared. Mme. Napoleon Duceppe, 41 Duluth St. Montreal, Que., May 21, 1907.” A SOUTH AMERICAN INVIGORANT. How Coal Is Cultivated—Used as Pre- ventive of Sleep and Fatigue. Coca is the South American invig- orant. The shrub from which the coca leaves are obtained grows under favorable conditions to a_height of about four meters. It is cultivated in Peru and Bolivia. At the time the crop is gathered the seeds are sown in beds, when they germinate and grow, and in two months the growing plants reach a height of about a foot. The leaves, grown in the proper sunlight and shade, yellowish, small and thick. This is the kind of leaf that is pre- ferred for chewing by persons using the leaf as a stimulant, fortifier and preventive of sleep and fatigue in the performance of arduous work, in- asmuch as they prevent rheumatism, from which miners suffer when work- ing in mines that contain much water. Indians who masticate the leaves of this plant can work twenty-four hours without eating or sleeping. Coca leaves are used by the natives when engaged in long and fatiguing journeys and by soldiers. when :tibject to hardships and privations. They may be used with all kinds of food, and are said to cure dyspepsia, either taken as an infusion in the shape of tea or by masticating the leaves. The life of the plant when perfect is eighty years. REMAINS THE SAME. Well Brewed Postum Always Palatable The flavour of Postum, when boiled according to directions, is always the same—mild, distinctive, and palatable. It contains no harmful substance like caffeine, the drug in coffee, and hence may be used witlt benefit at all times. “Believing that coffee was the cause of my torpid liver, sick headache and misery in many ways,” writes an Ind. lady, “I quit and bought a package of Postum about a year ago. “My husband and I have been so well pleased that we have continued to drink Postum ever since. We like the taste of Postum better than coffee, as it has always the same pleasant flavour, while coffee changes its taste with about every new combination or blend. “Since using Postum I have had no more attacks of gall colic, the heavi- ness has left my chest, and the old, common, every-day headache is a thing unknown.” “There’s a Reason.” Name given by Postum Co., Battle Creek, Mich. Read “The Road to Wellville,” in pkgs. z Ever read the above letter? A new wood, at the end of which is carved a| °"® appears from time to time. They jet black kitten. It has huge green|@"¢ genuine, true, and full of human eyes. interest. + til Bae