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ie NW > | ene Gi Samora “Well-To-Do” Makes the Difference. (rettianed by the Preas Publishing Company, No. © to @ Park Row, New Tor By J. Campbell Cory. Entered at the Post-Otce at New York as Second-Class Mall Master. . / iT IS VERY DIFFICULT oO CONVICT WELL-TO-DO MEN WHO Commit sei OFFENCES THROUGH NO. ee VOLUME 46.......+..- POPULAR IDOLS. BHUTISH officer w i 18. He could not who had just been patriot army. In this way did A |Great Britain and all that sword-cut a tho RES (eo GM eo) with the idol? Considerably more than Louis put a District-Attomey on a pedest: On popular favor strengthened. But unlike Mr. Jerome, Mr. Folk was not daunted by the “impos-| sible.” When he saw an opportunity to prosecute the guilty he began the! Prosecution. He was not afraid of fa He proceeded on Ju Parker's theory that “the way to convict is to convict,” went against him he had did not conceive it to be pellate court before bri As Goy, Folk say: and violations of tru: t to be mies stripes. Convictions count Jess in the long Public conscience to the necessity of stan Jerome’s neglect to do the v for the reversal of pi pinion whi ure to carry out the mora alienated t Career and Rapld Rise. LD Early Public | é, his ho al and he is still y hypothetical cases in an ap-| and peri- Bernhardt departs ric ences unique even in her variegated career. audiences in tents, defying the T door amphitheatre at Berke —these were triumphs unk To see Bernhardt the American pu estimate the return it received in artistic cultivation? St he} |) art of the Paris stage to half a million homes, and carried the trad of | Racine and Corneille into remote hamlets. matic artist the public derives a benefit “L” EXPRESS TRACKS. Following the Corporation Coumnsel’s opinion that the Int has no right to lay a third track on its East S: company is understood to be preparing to test the It will be to the interest of the city to hav make lee Originated ¢ Jacks | |} Victore Be- long the Spolis.” courts, s iB apf | on in the \\\\\\ | matter. No one disputes the obvious that express tracks would be \ lars eyeitstonert of great benefit to the Bronx. But with the tracks once laid plans for East Side subways would necessarily be shelved and the permanent relief which the outlying districts of t is improbable that the Interborot with itself, and its additional elevated 1 tribute to shut o the Rapid Transit ft safeguards the Bro’ LANA TAS AEE EH EEE TERETE RNS UUREE UNE Ce VNOERAR GHGS MERAAAASSAASSASTARAATSANEASEDSUD TE ESSA EES BETTE ES EMASS TER SE REET Tlae (Copyright, 1903, 1004, by Harper & Broth of land there were thr ning tari, ackson had been told ¢ 32 SES toward bh stood loc ing down at him. | | | tell you that the thing must en CHAPTER XXVI. nileote,” he sald very quietly, “I've come to ae next morning at § o’clo : he was 6! After he spoke there was a prolonged pause; | out breakfast Loder red the of yesterday's fire show then, as {f shaken with sudden consclousness, where Chileote rose. The rug dropped from one shoulder and hung down ludicrously; his hand caught the back of the chair for support; his unshaven face looked absurd and repulsive in {ts eudden expres- sion of scared inquiry. Loder involuntarily turned | away. | “T moan {t," he sald slowly. ‘It's over; we've] come to the end,’ ; “But why?" Chileote articulated blankly. “Why? | Why?" In his confuston he could think of no Detter word, | “Because I throw {t up. My side of the bar- gain'’s off!" Again Chilcote’s ips parted stammeringly. The | apathy caused by physical exhaustion and his re- cently administered drug was passing from him; sun touched between Grosvenor uare and C Inn. He left Chilcote’s haste that only an urgent motive ¢ him to adopt. os he traversed the intervening ders lacked thelr de and aba his shoul Behind him on th und the can of milk; @ Was Set to boil upon a uny | | house ould have driven His eteps were quick and uneyen ive pose, & r’s first remark as he glanced rdered room seemed strangely tn- was marked with shadows beneath shadows that bore witness to the sleep! | spent in pacing C é vast and lo 2" he asked in a brusque yolce. th big consideration of circumstances t By the curious effec! between the two men had never t d ut the e sat staring at hi e of his vis- hands hold- nificantly marked than on th 19, when Loder » : { crowded with ear kers with in der asked again | | tho hopelessly shattered condition of mind and sistent news-v mt rahe orl soul We didn't hi body was showing through {t like a skeleton! fast night's political ! t "He shive fl through a thin covering of flesh. | “But why?” he said again. “Why?” The Evening World’s Daily Magazine, Friday, June 15, 1906. : Why the United States Is What Tt Ts Co-Day. | FOOTSTEPS OF OUR ANCESTORS IN A SERIES OF THUMBNAIL SKETCIES, No. 38—ANDREW JACKS jas one of the erentest deade of his 2 ts and relieving him of the empty cup} tm The irony of element {nt se cerns came to . Still Loder ayolded the frightened surprise of| xa his e “Because I withdraw," he answered energetic than his fellows, t tay n front ly ; doggedly. | Cea ; ‘Then suddenly Chilcote’s tongue was loosened.! p Sensation in she Outs, Bir 0h Jor,” he cried excitedly, “you can’t do it! God! | Chilcote! Governm . : nan, you can't do it!” To renssure himself he For a moment Loder 1 his face Me | UgHGdre A palofully thin feat edit old, parser Gened. Tho tide of emot 1 | laugh, ‘If {t's a matter of greater opportunity hand went instinctive! : , : he began, “of more money"—— Ups set. He ) t But Loder turned upon him. With the b ” “Te quiet!” he said so menacingly that the ho turned ; other stopped, Then by an effort he conquered own doorway ¢ 0 himeelf. “It's not a matter of money, Chilcote,” IMhta me thare wa . ' r. Now he sat staring at him. ho sald quie “it's n matter of necessity.” Hoe} old of his rooms and the dos b not Sir ————— | brought the word out with dificulty. sure without the n a ae het m« ragely, ‘Ido’ to the window stood looking down Into the court,| , Chileote glanced up, “Neceaslty?” he repeated.| eensation of reluc Raaeehe ud followed you from Pic- H lank, bls face hard; hinoars hoard) HOW? Why? passage and paused, un r t . anging about but the faint sound of Chileote's swallow-| 7 he reiteration roused Loder, “Because there first. As he stood he t rs of the click of the cup against his t | was m great scene in the House Inst night," he ting-room settled the « it Se Sh 1 that seemed intermina ¢ stood | began hurriedly; “because when you go back “Who's there?” it t do i : , olionless; then when judged the tea hed| you'll find that Sefborough has smashed up over you want?" ea geval ah » first part of the he turned slowly, Chileote bad drawn closer to| the assassination of Sir William Brice-Field at| 7 ‘ the warmth,| Meshed, and that you have made your mark in a but the fire, He was obviously brac cold to be reckoned the Without further y the Intrud. ashe: tavaglana = : oe SS lata aaa etal “hHloote extended a cold end shaky hand. “You) with, Drink the tea. I've something to say to and the apathy that hung about him was to some) lg speech; and becauso”— Abruptly he stopped. ‘ sini aae tae me olf Sppreanshcl At you.” Hoe-mastered Js vebemence, and waliiag! extent dispelled. Still moving slowly, Loder went! The thing he bad come:to.eayrthe.thing ho had * What They Did: Why They Did It: What Came Of ft, ——s_S By Albert Terhune, Payson nius and Brawler. na roads were muddy tn up a ragged ittle urchin nnant of the flying footgear, Tho on'a sword had ears old, learn to hate ignominy of had wider scope than remarkable, thie save known. ervers! a han ev day of his life sh. He spent skylarking and though his crude Tennessee he was sent to Congress {n 1798, where he Ko, but there uae of Repree Theory “Tothe} mous F Seb resisned preserved peace by framing a hat the Unite! States Ba war, renewal of {ts Arbre tap rca ompanion. m in the ment by which nee Chilcote all over, Chil- it has run itself nces he sketched the her past relations with fclons. It was not what and save his own se to say; hu A Chilcote Hstened to the last word; then as the ether finished he dropped nervously back into his chair. “Good heavens! man,” he said, hy didn't you tell me—why didn't you warn me, Instead of Milling my mind with your political position? Your political position!” He laughed unsteadily, The long spells of indulgence that had weakened his ready maimed faculties showed in the laugh, in the sudden breaking of his voice. “You must do something, Loder!" he added nervously, checking his amu: ent; “you must do something.” Loder looked down at him, “No,” he said de- cisively. “It's your turn now. It's you who've got to do something.” Chilcote' he said below t saved him e turned a shade grayer, “T’can't,” his breath. (To Be Continued.) i THE BETRAYAL hrililig Romance of | LOVE MYSTERY INTRIGUE WH Appear Serially tn TH EVENING WORLD Degtnning Saturday, June 30. 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