Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, July 30, 1916, Page 32

e, 8—D CAST OF CHARACTERS. JOHN BURTON, once a steel- worker, now Lord Castleton, a | REV. THOMAS BRANTON,| minister, who knew Burton in his | d¥| of poverty. | GA' EHAKI, who has invested his savings in the C. 0. & P, for which he works, HIS AGED WIFE. X ALEXANDER HOWELL, presi- dent of the C. O. & P,, anxious to have Burton put his millions in | a stock deal with him. | MRS. ALEXANDER HOWELL, | desirous of making a match be- tween her daughter and Burton. MARJORIE .. HOWELL, ...the daughter, interested in Ralph Iorfln. RALPH MORGAN, in love with Marjorie, who regards Burton as a rival, but finds him willing to ! speed his wooing. THIRD EPISODE. The Upper Ten Thousand. CHAPTER V. | Some Sharp Contrasts. Thus far, in his search for goodness in the world, John, tenth marquis of Castleton, had been singularly un- successful. He did not know, of course, how ill e?( ipped he was for a self-imposed task. A man who had ssed the first thirty years of his life in an atmosphere of poverty and hard work should have endeavored to ac- custom himself to conditions of wealth and power before attempting to solve social problems which have pguled and distressed the thinkers of many generations. ! Lighty s!emzd to' have come, how- ever, one evening whén the devotion to duty displayed an old and crippled man saved yonn1 mar- quig and his chauffeur from instant and certain dnfll:. ¢ John heard that Rév. Thomas Branton had rented a house in the neighborhood, and as the evangelist's influence wi I?‘r responsible fot * his attitude toward life in general, he¢ set oiit. to_call on him at the first opportunity that offered. He was particularly anxious to have a chat With the preacher because of an article which had appeared in the local news. per that morning. Some pryi W P ournalist had unearthed the marqu record. A sensational writeup on the first page was headed: YOUNG ' AME CAN ERITS BRI%EH TITL Afii LIONS N BURTO s MES TENTH l(ARq_oI}% F CASTLE- The newspaper scribe lost no tite in reaching th€ heart of his subject: h a series of lmufe hqrc ings John Burton, now of 110 street, this city, has become— 1 50 through a whol¢ column o ! le romance foun t‘u on T{“ ; Burton felt that flrl t might affect his quelt %fl;&h ?m his somewhat headstrong and decidely impulsive temperament craved advice an lymsnby. Branton ‘was just the man for the moment. As ‘a8 John learned by telephone minister was at home, he his:car and told the chauffeur i the city. Chauf- { high-power ma- ] om require enc ment from their employer; én m il:r th le'hhhlh dfl':' ‘3 , though. ly expert ani Gaolhesdad, wes. Inclined. o ks risks, trusting to his skill and nerve - -extricating . himself therefrom. us, ‘though the night was rather k and the road new to him, he as- mmd tl:nht. there \hnzn no obstacle be- ond a treet re- vealed :{ the glarin h H not know that the C. O, & e did | P. railway had' a most W Mvelr?‘m—m:r}h:‘ &mo-m ! ¢ was completely. hidden from %fit and" m‘t only by an fashioned gate, | "fiv operated by an elderly man who lived in a cot- tage alongside the line. It was the custodian’s habit to wind down the gate when warned of approachin trains 'and then unroll a red flag wit: which he hobbled to the more acute] section of the turn. . That, night the old man was mov- ing more slowly than usual; never- theless ll;«ie detected b'i,l‘e hx:n "fldthe approaching automobile and to quicken his pace. He hardly realized perhaps, that a tenth part of a second' meant all the difference between dis- aster and safety not only for himself, but for the occupants of the oncom- lnfi wvehicle. « e that as it may, sense of duty, if slow in ‘operation, was rigid ‘as a rock. When the car came in sight it was much nearer than he anticipated, but he waved his flag and his ground right vali. antly in the cetner of the roadway, thot the staring e{u of the auto- mobile must have likened it to a vertiable dragon from whose roaring menace there was no escape. The chauffeur jammed on both foot and d brakes and succeeded in stop- mg b!ehf. ur.‘;h?:g (l»f the !-u&rier, 'l‘:us fore its fearless guardian ha been knocked down. \ At that instant an express train tore mt. and its noise and dust con- ) greatly to ’:hz diufiomlitute men in the car. However, the incident ended as swiftly as it h vgti'fl‘adohn helped the chauf- " ¢ fallen man, and was to find the old fellow smiling and stammering an assurance it he “warn’t hurt bad.” Neverthe- Iahhw been bruised and lae n, while his age warranted the that he could hardly with- a violent fall without suffering damage than he was willing to *‘fl! he rubbed the sore ! fifl:'“{l smiled, -;ld tually d for ha e way. [ , T ’?; e vowed. “A i ice, ww:; under the il m‘;l to ‘em ! but, bless you, 2) :g.amafion.‘An' me a multimillionaire. |h | ing occurred outside, The appearance the same simple interests, the com-| the old fellow's g 40|71 'am delighted. to mest you, Lord ve, kindly,” because g’ohn had taken | his arm, secing that he was limping. | “I ain’t so, spry as I used to be. If you'll help me inter the house and | ave your young man wind up the| gates I'll be much obleeged.” On reaching the cottage, John saw through the open door an elderly | woman seated near a lamp.. She was sewing and evidently .had not -the least idea-of anything untoward hav- of her husband, supported by a stran- ger, alarmed her greatly, and though she calmed herself sufficiently to search at once for arnica and a band- age, it was clear that any evil which befell cither of these two old people | affected the other in .even greater measure. While John was helping the old man into a chair and rolling up a trouser leg to lay bare the bruise, he ascertained that the two had been | married fifty years. 4 They had actually grown alike in | voice and features. They might have | heen brother and sister rather than | husband and wife. The same tastes, | lete devotion of each for the other, ad compressed their minds and bodies within the same fold. John was almost terrified to think what the outcome would have been had the fine old gatemandeen killed. To keep himself from dwelling on a possibility now happily vanished he reverted to the more pf;aling topic of a frugality | which enabled people in such humble circumstances to become stockholders in _an important railway. This ap- pealed to goth of them. The gateman | said, with an air of real pride: “Yes, sir, them stocks are cinched to Marthy and me. Old man Howell votes our stock for us, an' it pays a good seven per cent. T'aint much, ut enough to keep us from starvin, when I ain’t able to work no longer.” At this, the hands of husband and wife met as thouih by instinet, and they smiled at each other in complete | sympathy. A lump rose in John's throat. He rose hurriedly, pleading the’ urgency of the engagement on which {e was bound. He thought it was na time to offer any compensa- tion, but determined to call and see them later, and said so. “Right you are, sir,” cried the gate- man confinlly. “Look in any time you're passin,’ and you feel like it.” Jehn entered the car. As he whirled away he lifted his hat to Marthy, who waved a farewell from the door. More shaken than he cared to ad- mit, he was glad of the peace and serenity of Mr. Branton's sitting room. He told of the accident, and then bethought himself of a letter in his pocket. “By the way,” he said, “this reached me just before leaving home.” And he handed an engraved card his host. It read: Mr, and Mrs. Alexander Howell re- uest the honor of your company at idlnne to be given at their home, No. to 7 Magnolia avenue, on Tuésday even- g, May 20, on the occasion of the coming of age of their dmfiuer Mar- rjoie. Dancing ten to two. R. S. V, P. “I wonder if this Mr. Howell is resident of t(:l! C. O. & P. railway?” e commented. Branton smiled and handed back the card. “The same man,” he said. “You are getting to be quite a swell now, ohn. Recognition by Mrs. Howell s the local hall-mark of sotiety. That invitation is the direct outcome of the paragraph in this morning’s news| dmtedl edly. “No, don’ty do that,” came the kindly gfmnklon. “You'll find more scope observation among the newly rich than in the circles either above or beneath them. Among real aristo- crats the principle of noblesse oblige tent for good. The virtues and turn it down,” said John, become com%lex only when poverty alth, A “What about me?” asked John seri- ously. “I was poor en: 3\1, goodness turned to dust and ashes in my mouth. 1 seem to be surrounded by none save once in a book that humanity is in the :rip of evil, and I am beginning to nt may be well founded.” ?"fi:‘.e no!” ydeclnred the preacher enthusiasm. “Browning’s words are “"“'BX true: And all is well with the world.” 1 tell you it is my firm belief that P e come of it. "‘?‘fiem;zunger man shook his head said in a tone so lugubrious that Mr. Branton laughed. life. It's an almost humorous of the hurly-burly that the old wealth, knows! Yet wealth and rank have sycophants and wrongdoers, I read ave a horrible suspicion that the earnestly, his fine eyes kindling with God is in heaven, ermits evil to exist only that g{’;hh I could agree with you,” he “Oh, don't take such a gloomy view " be optimists and the young of phas ll’wni d esgimis gld'pteman and his wife! Contrast our serentity with your spasms of despair. Lilt up your heart,’ John. l; l?fe wasn't worth living, a merciful of the poor are simple. Things ook at me, and your | All voices were stilled and necks were craned so that not a syllable of John's answer might be missed. HMe was not in the least degree nervous. “To tell the truth, Mrs. Howell,” he said. “I know very little about either my title or my relatives. Some- how or other, I became a marquis, just because I happened to be my father's son, I suppose. The strange | thing is that T have always considered myself a sure-enou, 1 am free to con I have looked on my peerage rather as a joke than otherwise.” Mrs. Howell simpered. Evidently a British marquis was no joke to her. She introduced John to her daughter, a really pretty somewhat though, hapyil, a candid and him Matjorié trained. type. But John was more observant than she gave hin credit for. While doing geat to counter her lively com- ments, and repay with interest each arch smile and laughing pout, he saw quite plainly that there was at least one young man present who could cheerfully have murdered him. He saw, too, that he was the sub- ject of earnest conversation between Mrs. Howell and her husband, } was not blind to the skill with which Marjorie stopped their dance when close to her father and swept the two into a chat. Out of the corner of his ¢ye he noticed that s young man promptly appropriated the irl and whirled her off in a waltz. hese triviall plots and_counterplots amused him greatly. v intent on them even to the exclusion ‘of the affable comments of that multi- millionaire and dominating power of finance, Mr. Alexander Howell. Still, he did wake up sufficiently to give heed to one significant sentence. “Come down to my office sonietime, Mr. Burton,” the host was sQflng, “1 may have something that will est you, In any event, you'll meet the right crowd.” here was a degree of genuine tact in the dropping of John's title in dee is expressed wish. Mr. Howell, at any rate, was a_ better judge than his wife of a man like Bur- ton, marquis or no marquis, @ John soon found himself dancing with Marjorie again. natural-born coquette to whom every good-looking “boy” was fair game. She flirted with John on the ap- proved lines, and led him palm-filled conservatory at ’Just the right moment, and talking here as though they ha been friends since childhood when the disgruntled youngster John had already noticed came up. "Mr dance, Marjorie,” he growled his ference to ngri providence would never have evolved us out of chaos.” So the tenth marquis of Castleton went tb the Howells' reception and, although he sent in his name as plain Mr. John Burton, a loud-voiced man- servant, previomiy instructed toward that end, announced him by his title, y this time, of course, he had learned to wear his clothes with dis- tinction. His carriage and physical development rendered him notable even in a country where tall, straight men of athletic mien are plentiful as blackberries in autumn, Though the Howell mansion was filled to the full extent of its hospi- table rooms and a laughing , cheer- ful crowd babbled around the railroad president and his pretty daughter, a sort of hush followed the footman's proclaimation that a real live marqui was in their midst. Mgs. Howell, a 5:04- ooking, well-preserved matron; stled forward with empressement. t was evident that she either knew from experience or had recently ac- quired the art of addressing titled Castleton,” she said with outstretched hand and a charming smife.’ “It was too bad of your lordship to come and live among us incognito, especially as 1 had the pleasure of making the ac- quaintance of the dow 8, three years ago at onte Carlo.” er marchion-, the mar Morgan It was abundantly clear that Mr. Morgan's savoir faire did not com- Enre Jfavorably with his rival's, stiff and he led off Marjarie as'if she were a prisoner. John heard the girl laughing. “Don’t be silly!” “It's none of m s hurt, then?” ently her companion had some ¢ pulled her be- feelin Evi shred of wit left. hind a particularly dense clump of palms, and presumab!: Il{ “Is ¥t really?” cried the conveyin that her OW was ver d ohn grinned delightedly. a harmless comedy, he thought. Such things formed a mighty pleas- ant change from many of his earlier experience. CHAPTER VI. “The Cross Ways.” * One morning about a week later a group of sharp-eyed business men was agthered in the the president of C. when a clerk entered and handed a| That card to Mr. H rubbed his glasses, focussed the card and read: “Mr, John Burton." “Ah” ‘he said, smiling ‘around on his associates, “this is just one of the right sort of young fellows to have in our crowd. Though he passes as plain ‘John Burton,' He is really a h American, and ¢ss that hitherto who remindes Mary Temple, there was a hint of onest disposition in this girl's bright blue eyes, open fore- head and well-shaped, tremulous lips. owell had been well She kiew exactly how to talk to an earnest:minded young man who obviously possessed none of the airs and graces of the carpet-knight the His' mind was The girl was a They were the rgetfulness was wholly due to him. “Let me introduce you two-— uis of Castleton, Mr. Ralph he was |lpgiin X Jrivno office of . & The financier THE OMAHA SUNDAY B British marquis, and not-one of the heiress hunting kind, because he suc- ceeded very unexpectedly to a fine estate and a very large fortune.” “But why should we want him in with us, Alec?” inquired a short, enor- bulk exuded over the sides of a capacious chair. It.was a shrewd thrust. The wives or daughters of most of the men in the room had attended Marjorie's coming-out dance, and Mrs. Howell’s keen desire that her daughter should become a marchioness had been pat- ent to all. Moreover, John had been seen many times in Marjorie’s com- pany during the last few days. But Alexander Howell had made his millions by being a fool. “Well, now, Goldstein,” he said, “you are the last person breathing from whom I should have expected such a question. This kid is well fixed, He doesn’t know a thing about the game. He will do as he is told and be perfectly satisfed when he pulls out wtih a nice profit.-~ Since when have you refused to avail your- gel(?"oi a few millions of solid back- in| owell's reply was unanswerable, and he knew ?t “Show Mr. Burton in,” he went on, nodding to the clerk. John was greeted most cordially. The president introduced him to the others, and each name was bne of import in the financial arena of that city, But it was a serious gathering, drawn together on business and not for talk, Within a couple of minutes of John's arnval_Mr. Howell was ex- g}nmng the object of the meeting. e went into certain facts and fig- ures, which, to Burton's thinking, proved that the C. O. & P. line was in ‘a thoroughly - satisfactory ' zofidi- tion. Then came the bombshell. “That is just how we stand at the moment,” continued * Mr.. Howell unctuously. “There 18 one other item that doesn’t appear on_the balance sheet. We have $5000,000 of unap- propriated ‘funds t6 divide among the shareholders. Now) if we work the suqfiested pool on the right lines, we'll send this stock down until we are able to buy it in for next to noth- ing. Then when we have declared our dividend, watch it soar!” Insofar as Burton could judge, every other man in the room regarded the projected theft as perfectly satis- factory and morally unobjectionable. Howell took it for granted that the scheme showed no flaws, and at once pegan jotting down names and hold- ings. Half a million dollars was the lowest individual sum named. Sev- eral doubled and a few quadrupled the amount. the list with five millions. % ‘Now; Mr. Burton,” he said at last, How much for you?” ;ohn shook his head slowly. ‘I don’t think I'll come in at this stlge," he said. ddly enough, the others merely regarded him as being extra cautious, a commendable quality among money- makers. Even Howe himseff did not altogether disapprove. “All right, Mr. Burton,” he agreed. “It will do you no harm if you de- cidé to get aboard later. But remem- ber, no matter how far the stock glrolgg'. don’t be tempted to sell C. O. not He scowling inter- into a auuhing whom irl, subtly nowledge His Soon afterward John left the room. At the exit from the palatial offices he.hgpp.ened to meet Mrs. Howell and arjorie. Mamma greeted him ef- fusively, and John, of course, ex- pressed his pleasure and surprise that two such smart ladies should be down town so early. “This is the only hour that I can be sure of cnchinf my husband,” laugh- ed Mrs, Howell. “Even now I may have to wait quite a time. Wouldn't you two young people like to take a spin out into the country this fine morning?”’ What else could John-do but invite Marjorie to enter his car? ' Even he, with w:ts sharpened by experience, id not understand that the coinci- ence of the meetin% had been care- fully arranged, the financier’s confi- dential clerk having been instructed to advise Mrs. Howell the instant John entered the office. morning's events, grivial though they appeared, were destined to make history. John was reading in his library after lunch when a servant announced Mr. Ralph Morgan. Somewhat per- plexed by the visit, John was minded to be friendly, but Morgan merely ig- nored his host's outstretched hand, Is 'um’s little kissed her. It was P, railway, mously stout man, whose porcine | Howell himself headed | JULY 30, ““The Grip of Evil” o TS SR, L L L% ] L6 1 | (T S R, RALPH 18 JEALOUS OF JOHN'S ATTENTION TO MARJORIE. 1916. / waited until the door was closed be- hind the footman, and then, speaking with the high tension of a man not quite sure of himself, attacked the other fiercely. “I have comé here, Mr. Burton, or Lord Castleton, or whatever the devil you choose to call yourself,” he blurt- ed out, “to tell you straight that you must stop fooling Marjorie Howell. I won't stand for it! Before you ar-’ rived in_this city Marjorie and I were as good as engaged. It's true her mother thought I was hardly eligible, but my family has a better standing than hers in the state and, if we are not quite so well fixed financially, I was making a good start. Meanwhile, Marjorie and I had determined to - | cinch things one of these days by get- ting married. Now, you turn up, with your grand airs, romantic history and castles in England, and the old woman is hot on your track, while I'm damned # Marjorie isn't beginning to think how fine it would be to be called ‘your ladyship.’ This is a man’s busi- ness, not a woman’s, It's you and me for it. I'm—" John laughed. He couldn’t help it. Those words, “your grand air,” were too much for his gravity. The genuine ring of his merriment stayed the unspoken threat on Ralph Mor- gan's lips. Burton put his hands on his soi disant rival's shoulders. “Steady, my boy” he said. “Just wait a minute. I’m not trying to steal your girl. It isn’t quite fair either to her or me that you should say or even think hard things about us. She’s delightful and interesting, of course, and any man would be several sorts of a fool who didn’t wake up when she's around. But marriage is a serious thing, and, if that’s your ob- ject, I'm not .competing, Now, .just sit down and tell me all about it quietly.” Morgan, calmed and dominated by a stronger nature, gave in at once, His hectoring tone changed to one of entreaty and self-commiseration. But there could be no manner of doubt as to the nature of the plot hatched by Mrs. Howell. The eyes of a jeal- ous lover had pierced the armor of her intent.” Every little trick and sub- terfuge she had adopted to throw Marjorie at the marquis’ head was laid bare and dissected mercilessly. Mor- gan himself was forbidden the house, though Marjorie and he had * been playmates since childhood. As the story progressed Burton grew more and more irritated. - At last he made up his mind how to act. He outlied a scheme which seemed practicable, and wound up by say- ng: “Be sure to have your car outside the Howell mansion at 3 o’clock, sharp, tomorrow.: Toot your horn three times*quickly, and I'll know that matters have gone Wwithout a hitch.” Morgan- did' not refuse to shake hands this time. His eyes were misty with emotion when heleft the room. Unfortunately John forgot one thing. His interest in a- seemingly idyllic' love story had completely driven out of his mind the tragic pos- sibilities attached to the proposed hammering of C. O, & P. stock. He spent the evening quietly at home, got on the ’'phone *ext morning, and smiled almost cynically when Mrs. Howell bubbled over with enthusi- asim at the suggestion that he should come to lunch. ¢ 3 He ate a very enjoyable meal. As he foresaw, the mother left her daughter alone with him at the earli- est gosl}bh_: moment. Quite innocent- ly, Marjorie was employing some of her feminine arts, when: John cut her short. He handed her a note. “Would you mind taking that to your, room_before 'you open it?” he said.” “Meanwhile, you will oblige me by asking Mrs. Howell to come and have a few minutes’ conversation.” Surprised and . fluttered, the girl agreed. She had recognized Ralph Morgan’s handwriting on the en- velope, and naturally wondered what Burton’s mysterious manner portend- ed. She knew within two minutes. Her lover wrote: “John Burton has turned out to be just the best ever. We have ar- ranged everything—Ilicense, ring and time—and the minister is expecting us. Now, hurry, darling!” There was more, of course, but Marjorie's eyes danced so in her head the remainder became a jumble of in- coherencies. Mrs. Howell, greatly agitated by the marquis’ significant request, came to him instantly. She expected to be By LOUIS TRACY Novelized from the Author of “The Wings of the Morning,” “The Pillar of Light,” B “The Terms of Surrender,” umber 17,” Etc. Series of Photoplays of the Same Name. Released by Pathe. Copyright, 1916, by Louis Tracy. | asked forthwith to sanction him as|him. He had gone to thatdistant fand | her daughter’s suitor. - She was aston-| where wicked railroad presidents lished and somewhat impatient, there- | cease from troubling and their weary |fore, when he began a detailed ac-|victims are-at rest. “The open news- i count of his birth and upbringing. | paper told its tale only too plainly, | Still, she consoled herself with the re- flection that this preamble could only lead to one issue, and forced herself ! to display an intelligent interest. At last John heard three short toots | of a motor-horn from the street, fol- lowed by the hum of a fast-moving | car. Ralph Morgan, if slowgoing in some respects, was a recognized scorcher on the highway. John was puzzling his wits as to the best means | of extricating himself from a difficult situation when Howell entered. The financier was bursting with good humor. ¢ “Look at that, my boy,” he said, handing Burton a newspaper. “You can get in now as soon as you like.” | John glanced at some of the scare- head lines: s SENSATIONAL SLUMP ON | STOCK MARKET. | BOTTOM DROPS OUT OF | s CrOL& B STOCK REACHES UNHEARD-OF FIGURE OF 24 AT CLOSE. MARGIN TRADERS WIPED OUT. SMALL INVESTORS RUINED. Howell was blandly unaware of the scathing contempt in Burton's voice when the latter inquired: “What price was your stock yes- i terday, Mr. Howell?” : “Away up among the gilt-edged propositions—108! This is one of the most successful coups ever engineer- ed. T must go back downtown. {’ll be there till midnight. My wife phoned that you were here, so I ran up to tell you to come in on the ground floor.” al Burton seized the opportunity to leave the house with the financier. He declined an offer, however, to share the latter’s car, pleading the necessity of making a short call elsewhere. His own car was temporarily out of commission, so he hired a taxi. Asa ‘Ynatter of fact,"he had just remem- bered the old gateman and his devoted wife. If he went to their cottage at once, he could not only reassure them, but greatly increase their small holding, thus insuring them ‘a com- petence for the remainder of their days. Unfortunately the taxi broke down. The driver after examination, an- nounced ruefully that a defective car- buretor could be replaced only after an hour'’s delay. Thereupon John de- cided to walk. He was not well ac- quainted with the district, however, and lost his way. He did not even know the name of the street he was looking for, and could only describe it as containing a grade crossing on the C. O. & P. line, “There’s plenty of them, sir, wher- ever the C. O. & P. runs,” grinned a policeman when John explained his difficulty. Finally, another man recognized the locality, -and put the searcher on his way. In the light of subsequent. events these various delays would seem tc have been engineered by the tragic fate which persistently beset the path of the tenth marquis of Castleton. When at last he reached the crossing and” found the door of the cottage locked he experienced the first pang of a nameless' fear. Bending down, he endeavored to look ,through the keyhole. A whiff of gas reached his nostrils.. Without a moment’s hesita- tion he burst open the door. An unlighted gas burner was turned full on and the atmosphere reeked with the poisonous vapor. The old newspaper was clutched in his right hand. His wife was seated in a chair, with her hands folded over her lap. It needed only a glance at the gentle, worn face to see that she was dead. John, holding his breath, seized the old man in his strong arms and car- ried him out into the fresh air. It was too late. The poor old fellow could not withstand the shock -of finding his hard-earned savings wrested from iateman lay sprawled over the table.! and the silent situation inside the cot- tage showed that in all probability the old woman had died from hear shock, whereupon her faithful huss band had promptly decided not to bq parted from her. John re-entered the cottage,turned off the gas and threw open the wine dows. He was about to summon ase ! sistance when the roar of a trai reached his ears and he remembere: the unguarded crossing with its perile ous approach. He ran out and began to wind down the slow moving gats, but left it half way as the: train drew) nearer. Then he dashed into ths)— street in order to guard the curve, but, had delayed just a second too long. A car moving at sixty miles an hour swept past like a phantom. It swerved widely at sight of the ap< proaching train, but was caught by the cowcatcher and sent flying to a ditch, a woman's frenzied shriek mige , gling with the engine’s whistle and & the clang of the bell. | A few people gathered and assisted Jonh in the work of rescue. He was literally dazed with horror when he | found Ralph Morgan stretched in- * !sensible on the ground, but the | voungster regained enough conscious- ness to point to the car, beneath which Marjorie was pinned. Providentially, in some sense, she ihad escaped fatal injuries, but her beautiful face was .most terribly gashed by the broken glass.}John's very soul was harrowed by the sight. He could not forget it."The memory of that place of death and disaster lingered with him many days. At last, about a fortnight . later, learning that young Mrs. Morgan f was able to. receive visitors, he wen to the hospital with an armful of flowers. By unlucky chance he reached the open door of her room at a moment when Mrs. Howell was speaking. . “Of couse, you understand, Mar- jorie,” the mother was saying, in a du.ll voice, “your social career is ruined, now that you've lost your looks and have married beneath ‘you. { Your father and 1 will provide you with a companion and an income and a suitable place to live. We suppaga L/ &N [ you will hardly want te stay i home.” Apparently the interview was at an end, John ‘made off. If he stayed there he felt he would have had dif- ficulty in keeping his fingers off the callous womans’ throat. He sought a telephone, thinkin that the hapless girls’ father woul come to her rescue. His name soon | cleared the way to the financier's desk, He began a stammering ex; lanation, .but Howell answered sharply: “I've no time to talk about my daughter now, Mr. Burton. I'm rak- ing in a million dollars a minute!” . Almost in deS})air, John was mak- ing once more for Marjorie’s room. He met Ralph and the two men en- tered together, but Burton did not know that the husband was about to see his wife for the first time with the bandages off her face. The poor girl was certainly a pitia- ble sight. After one horrified grlnco Morgan rushed out. John went afteér him, thinking to speak some soothin words, but the other pointed througl the open door wtih a gesture of despair and muttered huskily: | “My God! To think of it! I am mar- ried—to that!™ Seemingly unable to withstand the prospect opening before his life Mor- gan staggered away, leaving Burton to look- after him in silent amaze- ment and loathing. In that hour of torment the would-be reformer coul only remember that when Abraha dared to appeal to Jehovah on beha of the wicked city the Lord promised not to destroy the place if ten just mc‘;\ twtel:e found fthlerein. el e count failed, and , was destroyed! the c!*'y (End of the Third Episode.) they do. 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