The evening world. Newspaper, May 17, 1912, Page 27

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RUNFER YER Lire Tor, Here Comes ALHALI Ife THe TERRIBLE Toe oe ce R T me Archibald W. Butt the Tttante’s Heroes and Former Miliary Atde to President Taft (Copyright, by J, B. GYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING Fe hese vites Pal athietie ‘som to dare not. Yet as he falls ry But he. iaolitaetee Led as ieee CHAPTER V. (Continaed.) (HAT evil genius ted me te change my mind I do not ‘teow; it might have been the Fates of the wishing-stone Which I had angered by par- Cally revealing the secrets I had oon- Aided ¢o chem. But at the same time 1 Was pleased to think it was @ confidence T had no right to give her until I had told her of my love Then, too, if % who was ae jealous of the family honor as Bud or even the Colonel himeelf, saw mo impropriety in making use of their heroic struggies with misfortunes, surely there could be none I thought. When I should have told her of my love, together we would talk over these my description of them and laugh over it, or posibly cry, for it was alwaye the pathos of the life at the Pines which I saw and not the humor, When @ Woman Joves she always understands, @aid to myself, Dut I did not know then how sensitive these old families had become of criticem, nor how deeply they felt their changed conditions. I had only geen their fortitude and brav- ery, tor they would have thought it be- neath them to complain of thelr pov- erty to others. Unless I wrote some such letter, whieh would afford me a reasonable excuse for remaining another fortnight at the Pines, I would have to leave In a day or two at the longest, for the sug- gestion of the Managing Editor was Rothing less than a politely worded order. Cajoling myself into this beltet, I hesitated no longer. My mind once made up, I was seized with a fever to ‘write such I had not known alnce the first days of my career in journi fem. Taking out my writing-pad and throwing myself acroes the bed, I wrote m I had seldom jen desire to write, he or she cannot appreciate the feelings which prompted que to hold up every detall as I saw It ‘and to lend it color where color might jacking. ¥4 ting Rise Ellen with a pession that absorbed me then, I described her as & ‘holy priest might paint the Madonna whom he worshipped, and with the eecuracy with which an artist might put upon the canvas the features of his wie and children, My blood ran ra {aly through my velne as I sketched Mise Ellen in bold relief and as fatth- fully described her honest father and manly brother. ‘The names and thi focality were concealed, but not moi eifectually than the artist might hide the name of the mother mode! who sat for donna eae ee Thad finished it I read {t over carefully, altering not a ine, even add- tng here and there @ sentence which would lend one more bit of color to the verith thts letter T sent a, note to the FMitor telling him that I would re main in the vicinity of Oglethorpe an- other fortnisht un! wrote me to the contrary. I id there was much more material about Oglethorpe which I thought could be used to advantage, Go highly did I think of what @ had written that I felt reasonably certain he would make no objection to my plans, and in another two weeks T hoped to have secured Miss Ellen's consent to my wife. ‘ Yeite coumed to know by intuition what was in my heart and what IT had a mind to do, for she avoided being alone with me, and whenever we wou'd walk after that she would ask Br to go with us. There was a gente dignity about her during these Inst few days which kept me at a distance, I soon saw that she aid not want me to speak to her of love. though she could not prevent me toning hon of 5 vy eyes and by the silent way de fle her when she would work, @yire Hawkins can again one even: Ing but she didnot walk with him, ana once when Bid got up to leave T saw her lay her hand e so gently on Ma sleeve, which was auffictent to have kept him in his seat all night had she wished It One morning she rece! the breakfast table, and after it and glancing at the natu @ipped it in her belt, a A when b fast was over she went quietly out of the room and I did not see her again that day. For several days, in fact ie avoided me altogether, and Tt came wretched In the tho! n atier Yn fact, 1 was not a! the Squire. I heard that wichest planter in the county and had ‘the proud distinction of owning the only ' hard times and together we would read ety No’ 1908, ver 1 Ps wit . whom he wort 7 ir tt " KLiaris Soe rch oy, fe mer to be tie Arrived at ines. iat ae eh a Bud, tnvlerg ith, ber the. resolves to not encumbered {eo waiting his paper, plantation that wae with a He wae an old friend of the family and Bud ilked him, and ‘Mise Ellen herself 414 not seem to have anything against Dim. I might be a pauper for all she knew, and so I told myself, but in thinking {t over tn my room I became convinced that Mise Bilen woul’ never marry where she loved, and that she did not love the Squire I could have sworn. et more Hke her former self, and ternoon when & was raining she con- sented to play & game of Dilliards with | me. Suddeniy she stopped, and as watched her I thought her face per- ceptibly paled. A moment Mater there was the sound of horses’ hoofs on the @revel emi we heard some one alight. “Come, Mr. Palmer, Iam beating you,” she said with an attempt at gay- which was but poorly assumed. “Tt ts your shot and you stand there dreaming.” Just then Pickeninny Sam came in to tell Mise Etien that the Squire was in the parlor. She seemed irreentute for a moment, and then her face became hard ae T had never ween it before. She laid Gown her cue and started to leave the room without @ word. The blood flow to my face and hot worls to my tongue, but, restraining myself as best I could I orted: “Miss Eiten, tf that man hes @ared to force his attentions on you or to annoy you"— She bade me hush. “Squire Hawkins ‘all that fe kind and good,” she said ‘His only wish !s to serve me and my family. You must say nothing against him tn my presence, Mr. Palmer."* “That man wants to force you into marrying him, Miss Ellen. ‘Tis out- Tageous!" I cried, beside myself with anger. “He !# ok! enoush to be your father.” She smfled eaMly and anid, “Almost 014 enough to be my grandfather.” “Surely anv fate ie better than that. Guch a sacrifice would be shameful. If you must sacrifice yourself at all, lot ™mo"— She put a stop to my passionate words, and before the mute appeal in her eyes I stood eflent. "Tam going, Mr, Palmer, and I must ask you not to speak what may be in your mind. I have a question to solve which no one in the world can help me to answer, and if I could not solve It without assistance I would be unworthy the rear’ or frien*#hip of any man. " she added, for I had opened my lips to spenk the words of love that roe to them, “if you value my good opinion, ‘be alent. "Mies Filen,” I whispered, “do you know how ft will end?” “I do not, Mr, Palmer.” and she lef’ me & prey to doubts that seemed te tear my soul asunder, When a woman hesttates I thought It always moans yee and had she not told me herself that she 414 not know how tt world end, 1 spent the remainder of the afternoon Ir my room in an agony of dewnair, anv. In the loneliness of that great, half- emptied ohamber I erted to God to pre- vent such a sacrilee. ‘The next dav and even the next one efter that I never saw her alone for @ moment. Once 1 asked her to let me speak to her, ff on'y for a minute, "Not yet.” she sald. ‘T am not worthy of your kindly thoughts, I wish you could forget me.” CHAPTER VI. "PRY day now I was expect- ing a letcer from ordering me to ! thorpe. Bach morning I rode to the post-office as if to meet my fate half way. I was in an agony of suspense. I resolved that If my or- ders came before I reached some under- standing with Mias Elien to resign my Post and remain in the vicinity of the Pines until! I had elther won her for my wife or else forced her to declare herself engaged to Squire Hawkins. I never believed that she seriously con- sidered such a step unti! she had told me to forget her. Even then I would not despair, but I was resolved that !f sho thought me poor she should tinue to think me such until become my aManced bride. I ful believed her capable of marry- tne the Squtre for the sake of lifting the mortgage and freeing Bud from the drudg that was telling on his health and, what Was worse, breaking his wi spirit. For herself she did not think. It was for the others, I resolved to stand my ground and inch of tt with Syutre Maw- fitht every IT was ¢ ove at the e could be intentions, (To Be Continued.) ined to ariiest moment, 80 no mistake as to my he Evewin ‘*S’Matter, Pop?’’ » SS fF (alist) Te UNTRAINED EYE NOT ALIVING THING arrnArap on XPANSR OF ‘THE BROAD WOOD AND, PRAIRIE. BUT NOT SO ‘yo THE BAGLA Rye OF ALIA ITB THe TARRiBLE ‘Ton WHActrar, FoR Just HAN — sOh, You Ophelia! # ¢ Good AFTERNOON t NHWEN You'RS Cond PLATING Ronin = Smoce heat 1 Awe A Utne Game PUA with You = ennTLeo “svaten- BACK SEMA) BY By Dwiss World Daily Magazine, Friday, May 17, 1912 By C. M. Payne. By Sophie irene Loeb. IN Letters from the People in The Evening World a man writes: “In reference to ¥. H.'s letter regarding his wife's family, I wish (o advieo the young couple to have no one else live in their home. Tam speaking from expertence. We have had mem- bere of both our families for long visits, and we were happy when they left, And while we love our peo- ple, we could not be happy to have any of them constantly in our home. “No young wife who loves her hus- ‘and as she should would even want a third party to live with them, A wife's ‘amily will gee and point out her hus band's faults, and it may eventually end n @ divorce. A man {s not supposed to marry his wife’ Some Good Stories of the Getting Vengeance. 66VJO0U know that fellow, Jim MeQrotarty, the Jad that's always in’ up and thumpin’ | f rere ye ou the chest and yelin', ‘How are 1 know bhtm,"* “UM det he's amashed twinty cigam for me— tome of them clear Haranny—but I'll get even with bim now,” “How will you do itt" “I' tal ye, Jim always hits me over the vest pooket where I carry my cigars, He'll hit me just once more, ‘There's no cigar in mo vewt pooket this mornin’, Instead of it, stick of dynamite, d'ye mind aaine, Had to Plead Guilty. 66] SAW 0 case this morning where facta forced 1 e man ageinat bis will,”’ What was it?’ “A Kindly old ruzal minister was trying to board a car with one foot on and te other keening un a runoing accompaniment on the streot, When finally he succeated in landing with both feet and Ixtook himself inmide the car, the gon. ductor followed idm and while holding out a hand for tds fare, remarked: ol fool,’ “The old minister looked wp and quiedly ax wwered: ‘I believe, brother, you are right,’ Baltimore Ameri oa Fis Call Down. H NRY At a dionor tn Newport, salt ‘revel: “It is delightful to travel tn America, but I think that American porters handle our Impeage a little too roughly, “Onee, at @ certain station, I was amazed and pleased io hear a uniformed’ official shout to @ burly porter: * "Hi, what are you mockin’ them trunks sbout "You must be « blankety | wite who expects this ts very unreason- able, “IT am speaking from bitter experience, and under no circumetances shall it ever happen again with me. If she fecls she must help her people, it's far bet- ter to give them money and let them live elsewhere,” From time immemorial the “in-law” question has been a dominant one in the domestic circle, ‘The mother-in-law in the case” is the one sloxan that has almost become hereditary with the race. Yet, mark you, in the twentieth century view of things the mother-in-law 1s VERY OFTION the peacemaker and she la not as bad as she has been painted, In truth, the statistics show that in many, many cases that come before the courts the moth w has ta sides with her son-in-law or daughter- in-law as the case might be, Thus there are many splendid big women with @ broad outlook on life, that must needs bear the title of “mother-in-la They realize the RIGHTS and RE- PPONSIBILITIES of the new partner+ ship and hold aloof, accordingly. Which whole family; and alis as it should be Thus there AREihad with him. at fort" id hurling them down ly; ut now he stood stock-stii in estom The porter had been Iifting great trunks above | like that oe | floor, man, That Makes for Domestic Peace 00d people of this kind who can live with thelr children in peace and har- mony—people who RMALIZE the inevit- able rule that for BACH home there can be but ONE mistress and are willing to give way to the younger woman in the case, But this te the EXCEPTION rather than the RULE, The truth remains that his family or her family have been the CAUSB of many trials and tribulations Just as the letter writer states, Faults are MAGNIFIED and mole-hille of dia- agreement become MOUNTAINS of dls- tress and very often, I am sorry to say, find thelr way to the divorce courts, Bald a little woman the other day: “Henry was satisfied with my cooking and my keeping house until his mother me to visit. While I was baking a pie ashe came into the kitchen and proceeded to tell me my MISTAKDs in the bak- ing; which would have been all well and good, but when the pie came on the table she repeated the SAME criticlam and brought Henry's attention to tt, “One ford brought on another and caused the first qu T had ever If & woman only “What do you mean by knocking vrunks about repeated the official, “Look at the to Wednesday shoes hotter by reflection. suor. | fore grow restless and uncomfortable, tree?) readers it an eacellent ‘conductor,’ Brightly poll 91—Why are glue and paste adhesive? 92—Why does the exploding of a cartridge cause a report? 98—Why does dry wood burn more readily than green wood! 94—Why do corns hurt just before a rain? 95. Why do cats blink when they sit in front of a fire? IL® foregoing queries will be answered Monday. Here are the answers when they are dusty?) Duf or dusty (Why {s toast more digestible than bread?) The charcoal on the toast's murface helps to absorb the stomach's acids. %-~(Why do cattle low and horses nelgh at the approach of rain?) times the alr does not contain ite usual proportion of oxygen. ‘The damp also has a relaxing effect on the nerves At much This causes Ja: ‘The animals there- §—(Why 18 an oak more likely to be atruck by Hehtning then {s any other Becaus» the @rain of the oak, being closer than that of any other tree, hed shoes throw off the sun's rays |, would treat her daughter-in-law, when he visite = her, a «though she were a FRIMND rather than |@ relative, the course of living with one's family would run more emoothly. For, as @ wise soul has sald, ‘Your relatives are thrust upon you, but,thank Heaven, you can choose your friends,’ To be FRIENDS! That 1s the thing! The wee woman may make her Mis- TAKES tn the early days of married Nfe; but when she is ALONE with her life partner he 1s more likely to under- stand, appreciate and OVERLOOK when the occasion 1s not pointed out or Grought poignantly before him. Tt Ie @ case of give-and-take. And two people would better work out THEIR OWN salvation to the good of all con- cerned. If a third party, who presumes the RIGHT to do ao, interferes in the arrangement, then adjustment ts dim- quit and sometimes never comes to pass. Given two peuple who suddenly come to face, two temperaments with all the demands of everyday living, no matter how deeply in love—and they have a PROBLEM to which only they two can get the answer. Day How She Stood. ILE tn Richmond recently Douglas Wiggin waa ask food on the vote for women q piled whe didn't "stand at all, shout a New Engiand far Hewion, She te and told a story wife who had no | ‘ery romantic teas about the onpodiie sex who, bunying fram ehum to at wo, ann ink, from eink to ik to the Kitchen i intel to vote, ore, was cokes if ioly don't! 1 say it t the men fothe ean there's one cootvens sabes lot ‘em do itl” she peptied Ks eas Olty Bitar, LJ ae eeesheso Say Populated! LAY who was aboot to stort A Che wither part of the world ‘weg j vised to be sre to look for the equate, On board the veseal she approached the ca, stain and told him he would be fond potnt cut the eatater tober int, Wille he told her they were drawing gave her the use of bis telesope, Weir out he hold Mt tn fromt of the tel said to the lady: ‘There is the equator, Cam you sen yes, ye," ald aha, if © caimd om tt!"—Harper's W Mere Curiosity. HORTON wows, eye Charlie | AAreen ito "etc hei shop and ashad to pound piece of meat, ‘The K weighing that amount wanted it delivered, 11," eaid she.’ “The my weisht that ~ how much it Kaosee CH Journal, 4 wo @ Cwenty-tiy dutoher cut off a cli would by." , | Gladwin. He say, “Bateato’—me By Barton W. Currie Sased on the Successfal Farce of the Same Title 1013, by H. EK. My Ce.) An erratic young man, Pe who site ater ru ” sender or affects be, Yow youth, to per co. Polite vee" are ue to pl door 0) enters in seal reason Yor the latruder’s: presence there CHAPTER VII. (Ooatinued,) The Little Brown Jap. | 10H Jap ducked his head tn | every Girection as if teantil that the walls bad ears, then 'y bose—Mr. Gladwin—homel” “Sisther Gladwin home! Here in New York!” There was both increiulity and amasement in Phelan's voice. “Res!” dieated whe Jap and aie grin returned. “Well, why didn't you eay eo beforet’* said Phelan angrily, at which the fidg- ety liftle"brown son of Nippon hastened to explain: “No one should know, He come all in much secret. He go boat to Boston, No use name. No one know he Mr tee. to—‘Bateato,’ he say, ‘no tell I come home—sure,’ he say and Bateato he 0 te” Officer Phelan yielded to the grip of the mystery and hie attitude toward the Jap changed, “What did he want to snake home that away Cer?” ‘I no know,” nodded Bateato, “Yer no know, oh? Well, ie he comin’ here?—do yes no know that?’ “He tell me—come here and wait—feex thees room—he come here or telephone,” ‘The straightforward manner of the Uttle J had almost completely die- armed the policeman's suspicion, but he surrendered reluctantly, “Did he give yes a key to get in here?” Pholan fired as his last shot. “Kees—he give me all bunch keys and Bateato produced @ gold key d tag and a number of Phelan examined it and neme Travers Gladwin Handing them said jn an impressive whisper: ‘Mv bose— Mr, Gladwin home!” look ! ring with a gold if f ‘guess yer're af right, but Tt) have me eye on yes from the outaide, mind that—and if yes're foolin' me or trytn’ to get away with anythin’ "-— Phelan snapped his lips together and with a mighty lunge plucked an imag- inary prisoner out of the atmosphere and shook it ferociously, Then step- ping back to the doorway the shut one eye with a fierce wink and jerked out: “Are yer wise?’ The profound pantomime was too much for Bateato, who etared after the vaniehing officer in open-mouthed amazement, CHAPTER Vill. Art, Mystery and Love. 1B dittle Jap was still posed an attitudo of vewilders ment as the two outs.ds Joure ] slammed and Officer o# went down the front stops to re sume tho tread of his beat and the breaking of fragile hearts, When he did emerge from his trance |e returned to the task of getting the great m in order with thé same | snappy energy he had displayed when the untformed minton of the law broke im upon him. He had removed the covers from the chairs and was duat- ling off @ great carved chest that stood against the wall to the right of the |doorway when the door bell rang, Ba- |teato jumped and then waited for @ second ring. Stepping warily out into lthe hallway, he looked to sve if It was official in blue and buttons, he exclatmed, "No more po- Iter.’ and he shot to the door and opened it for that debonair young gen- ticnan Who was one day to inherit the 4 mMlions of Olid Grim Parnes thor Bateato,” Whitney kroeied the. litte Jap cordially, ter show up yet?" gtinned Batéato, shut- ad leading the Way into 10 door {| the room he had been preparing for arrival. As Whitney epped into the room the Jap nes asked: Scuse me, Mr. Barnes—you « Gladwin?” ‘No, nor hia double, Thomas Smith but he asked ino to meet Bateato." of the head; then dived bacit to hig oc- cupation of making the long deserted foom look presentable, As Bateato followed his master’s friend {nto the room he switched on the full glare of clectrio Mghts that de CR foal Tt Paci wc inte muplelons ts eniely igooreat cof the ii teat, ae zee & Pin ae eartiohe Gate's (Copyright, SYNOPSIS OF . RECEDING CHAPTERS, he] pended from the ceiling or Stent through the shades of many lampa Whitney Barnos biinked for a moment, and then started as his gase was @ rected to the walls hung with master Pieces, The of the world’s greatest masters across his vision as he turned from wall to wall, revolving on his neet, “Whew! he ejaculated. “I @iéa’t know that Travers went in for thie sert of thing. He certainly 1s the secretive Uttle oyster when he wants to be” Still studying the portraits and lama “By the way, Bateato, do yqu know what it = that brough: mocrecy “Here Mr, Gladwin now." » ny, $ attention bdetn) pped by a 1} aphrodite pind Fon? the eca in a glory of auéity aad rainbows. 4 ‘The Jap paused a second on his te the door, and repiied: use Bo one know he home Sut ‘Mf. Barnes, Phoes house close up muah long time and Mr. Gladwin make papers aay he in Peyot.” In the same breath tn which he Maz- tmed this volley of words the little Jap projectiled himself from the room, “His deductions are marvellous,” Whitney Barnes, solemnly @ bronse bust of Philip of Macedon. turned in time to meet trance of Travers GMadwit as Smith, of the Rits. The two shook hands looked Into each other's (ulzsicn! amiles, They were age, beth unusually bearing themselv i “T ghoul’ say I didn't, ses got that telegram of yours to Thomas Smith et the Rits it cortatane ‘was some jar to my delicate nervous eystem.” a ‘Travers Gtag@win laughed an@ rutbe® is hands, “Geve gen “Did It, though ?* he erted. @ real thrill, eh?” “Tf you can’t achieve ‘em you to be in the business of manu ‘em. Come along now, what's ell this thundering myatery. I'm shot to with curiosity, What's happened make you come home Itke this? I to tkins! repiied Travers Gladwin curtly, “Watkina! What Wark won ins? Whose “Watkins ts my man—I mean, Wet- kina was my man hefore I found out that he was systematically robbing me,” "Oh, I remember now, A folly good servant, though, So he robiad you, dit he? Put they all do.” “Yes, but dhey don't always get found out—caught with the goods, as the po- Hee way. I caught Watkins with the goods and eacked him.” “But you don't mean to tell me tha: you came Kiting home from the pyras and the lovely Sahara desert just ° this chap Watkias was dishon- a ohelr and 1 with a frown, only the start of it, I got rid of him six months ago, But while I was on my Way (0 Keypt I learned that Wate Kine and my lawyer had been tn some sort of @ secret correspondence defere I wave Watkins the bow “What lawyer? Not ‘Old a? Why, T thought he wore @ eam alo. “So did I, but I've got news t. the contrary, and you know he hag all my ee curitles—has a power of attorney—eigny checks and all that.” “That eounds bad," eaid Barnes, sympathetically, “The ola could come ‘gem close to ruining: cli. abe hte oy irk 4a 4,

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