The evening world. Newspaper, July 3, 1913, Page 9

‘COMING: Down THe , = OC 1OOODDHHODQOOGOO OOODDDOGODHOOs m CHAPTER Ill, “Mre. Morten.’ "VE got it,” he cried, jump- tng to his feet “A sea tripe just the thing. Chances are it'll turn the trick—bring you round all FIgbe-w nua Prove what asses doctors are, What d’you say? Are you game fer a sail? “The Adventuress is laid up at New Bedford now, but I can have her put eommiesion within three days, We'll do K—we'll just light out, old mant “We'll try that South Seas thing @ talked ebout for eo long. What a'you say?” A warm light glowed in Whitaker's sunken eyes. He nodded slowly, It was thrée in the morning before Peter Stark, having to the best of bis endurance and judgment tired Whitaker out with talking, took his hat and bis departure from Whitaker's bachelor rooms, r He went with little misgiving; Whit- aker was so weary that he would have ep before he could think and to again realize his terror; and everything arranged, telegraphed to have the Peter haa Adventuress rushed into commission; they were to go aboard her the third Gay following; in the meantime Whit- aker would have little leisure in which te brood, the winding up of his affairs belng counted upon to occupy him. Peter had his own affairs to look to, for that matter, but he was prepared to slight them if necessary, in order that Whitaker might not be left two much to himself. shut the hall door, when the elevato: end turned r had taken Peter away, back wearily into bis living Feom, He rose at eight, ordered his break- fet up by telephone, bathed and dressed. ‘When the tray came up bie mail among fy there“was one letter Among others, od @ woman's hand which he left till last, amusing himeelf by trying to guess the ide of the writer, the ies mn being just pot quite strange ‘When at length he gave over his profitiess employment he read: ear Hugh:—I can call you that, because you' Peter's . dearest feiend and therefore mine, and t! ff of that ts that I'm telling you ret of all of our great happiness. Peter and I found out that we loved on, ‘another only yesterday, so we're cong to married the first of June, 4—" Whitaker read no more. He cou! momen; he felt too sick @ man to 60 After a long time he put the letter aside, sent-mindedly gwellowed eup of luke-wa: coffee, and rose from @n_ot:.erwise untested meal. “Tha. sottles that, of course,” he sald quistly “And it means that I've got to hustle to get ahead of Peter.” He + busily about ny PI thiniirg quickly while he packed. It occurred to him that he hed, after afl several hours in which to cateh together the loose ends of things and make bis it without leaving the bui of clients hopelessly tangled Peter Stark would sleep till 1 at Yeast, and it would be late in the after- noon before the young man could see his fiancee and bo vd out from her that ‘Whitaker was informed as to the ox- tent of the sacrifice Peter contemplated making for friendship's ‘Whital packed a hand-bag, with a few essentials, not forgetting the bottle of chloral. He was not yet q meant to do after he sure what he jefinitely put himself out of Peter Stark's sphere of Po influence, but he hadn't much doubt that the drug was destined to play & most important part in the ultimate solution. Jeaving it behind as of going without a toothbrush or railway fare. Leaving the bag in the parcels room at the Grand Central Station, he went downtown to his office and put in o busy morning, Happily, his partner, Drummond, wi out of town for the so he was abi to put his Sane Cd jer unhindered by ward questionings, “He ‘worked expeditiously, having no callers until just before he was ready leave, Then he was who desired to make mond & Whitaki Seok, Walleher 8 receipt for He cash, leaving behind The Destro guess the rest, and for the jj He would as readily have thought of wh to aduilt one action brought against him by Mesers, DQODOQOIDOOOOS 299H9HHIDOOVDONS to save him the bother of stopping at the bank on his way uptown; drew his Personal check for the right amount, and left it with a memorandum under the paper-weight on Drummond's desk; Dut a match to a shredded pile of per- sonal correspondence in the fireplace, and caught a train from the Grand Central at one-three. Not until the cars were in motion did he experience any sense of security from cou! Peter Starla He had been apprehensive until that moment of some unanticipated move on Peter was capa- ble of wide but sure casts of intuition ‘on occasions, especially where his affeo- tions were touched. But now Whitaker felt free—free to abandon himself to meditative despair, and he did so, as did most things, thoroughly, He plunged headlong into an everlasting black pit of terror, considered the world through the unto death, and found it without Behind him lay <) a Lrpoo tel plas an joned tongues. Before him the brief path of fear that mi tread, his broken, sword-wide span leaping out over the abyss! He was anything but a patient man et all times, and anything but sane in that dark hour. Cold horror crawled in his brain like @ delirium—a horror of himself, of morbid flesh—of that morlound body u! Git to sheath the clean fire of life, ‘The thought of struxgling to keep ani- mate that corrupt self, tainted by the \reath of death, was invincibly terrible to him. - All sense of human obligation disap- from his cosmos; remained only the biting hunger for eternal peace, rest, freedom from the bondage of existence. At about 4 o'clock the traim stopped to drop the dining car. Wholly swayed by blind : impulse, Whitaker got up, took bis hand-bag and left the car. On the station platform he found him- self pelted by a pouring rain, He had left town in a sodden drizsle, dull and dismal enough in all conscience; here ‘was a downpour out of a sky three ehades lighter than India inky It was @ steadfast, grim rain that sluiced the streets as with a gigantic fire hose, brimming the gutters with boiling, muddy torrents, ‘The last to leave the train, he found himself without @ cholce of con ances; but one remained at the edge of Platform, an aged and decrepit four- wheeler, whose patriarchal driver upon the box might have been Death himself masquerading in dripping black ollski: To Whitaker's inquiry, he recom: mended ’ C'mercial House.” ‘Whitaker agreed, and imprisoned him- self in the body of the vehicle, sitti on stained and faded threadbare cu jona in company with two distinct od —of dank and musty upholstery an stale tuberoses, As it rocked and crawled away its blind windows wept unceasipgly, and unceasingly the rain drummed the long roll on its roof, In time it stopped before a rambling structure whose weatherboarded facade, white with flaking paint, bore the leg- modious A cubicle fenced off sin one corner formed the office proper, for the time being untenanted. ‘There was indeed no one in sight but @ dejected bellboy, innocent of any sort of livery. On demand he accommodatingly dis- entangled himself from @ chair, a cigar. ette and a paper-backed novel, and wandered off Gown a corridor, avowedly to unearth the boss, Whitaker waited beside the desk—a gaunt, weary man, hag-ridden by fear, ‘There was in his mind @ desolate pic- ture of the room upstairs when he—his tration book, a oan Page neatly headed with a date of entries beneath the that he wae all wooden ned whi in were herded an inkwell, tooth- picks, matches, some stationery and. severely by itself—a gsrim-lookin; penholders, pens, he started to regi: thirds of his name was all he entered. phia” in the residence column. ‘be careful to obliterate the ‘marks trom his clothing. Deared—a surly, heavy-eyed, in the advertising pages of magasines, ‘Whitak: tion, that he wor one eye, his mauth ajar, bigh enough to digelose ankles, into stalls tato of @acertain age, splotched with 1d wearing like horns two impaled Laboriously prying loose one of the Dut two- en it came to “Whitaker” his pen Paused and passed on down “Philadel- ‘The thought came to him that he must laundry In his own good time the clerk ap- i loutish creature in clothing that suggested he had been grievously misled by pictures er nated, with senseless irrita- his halr long over his trousers dony, purple His welcome to the incoming guest bi) comprised in an indifferent nod as the him at The Evening World Daily Mag azine: Thd¥séay: Juty Tee NBC ele im ‘THe Creeatr-No SIR, NOT A WORD! }OODOHHDDDOOGOISD ‘The youth shrugged, and scrawled a hlerog!, @amm: after the ro “Hera, : be asia to boy—“forty= ree.” To Whitaker he adéressed @ further “Trunks?” Ne “No.” ‘The youth seemed about to expestu- late, but checked as Whitaker placed one of his hundred-dollar notes on the inter. «.“I think that'll cover my Iability,” he éaid, with a significance lost upon the jough change"—— By Louwis Aathor of ‘‘The Black COOOE rod) eph vance Loss fear struck at his heart of an accident her half-parted lips, and she came to more serious than @ simple fainting with disconcerting rapidity, opening spell. Gazeq eyes in the midst of a spasm of Her respiration seemed entirely sus- f pended, and it might be merely his fancy the flask. that detected the least conceivable syn- he said pleasantly. copated pulsation im the loy wrist be- “Now, ile atill while J fetch you a drink neath his fingers. of water,” ee ee As he turned to the washstand his ad weonti foot struck the tumbler she His fundamental impulse, te call ta ped. stopped feminine ald from the vat of the hotel, oe Wala as tae’ oreak short, frowning at the great, staring, was promptly relegated to the status of dingy & last resort, as involving explanations \r'tagmecame fe on which might’ not seem adequate to the ‘ireadbare carpet. stances. been holding a tumbler im one and, but as Whitaker appeared this slipped from her Singers; there followed * dlmuitanesusly ehe afted out inariloe- ya at lately ebe a ‘and «The cry might have been “Foul” or ‘Hugh Whitaker took it for the latter, and aeatlen te en that i? bed mbled @ presence of am &0- aintance, ss right; I'm in no hurry.” lout followed him ire in t path of jammy, who had already disappeared. Annoyed, Whitaker quickened bis pace the He was pulling off hie hat and peering @t her shadowed face in an effort to possibly familiar 4, to him, when ahe moved forward @ pace or two, her bands fluttering out toward Bim, then stopped as though halted by Together with this discovery he got a aa bee whiff or two of acrid-sweet effuvtum that spelled “Oxallo Acié—Potson” as unmistakably as did the d: ‘a label ‘on the empty packet which he presently found on the washstand, In another moment he was back at Besides, he entertained a dim, searoh- inbull juspicion that possibly the girl herself would more cheerfully pense with explanations—though hardly knew why. He remembered that people burned New York By Alfred H AD you just landed from Mare and been driven to ask the ques- tion, you would have been teld that the time—month, day and year was Gept. 17, 11. Toyed with by our Tents, @ prey to contending winds, com- mercial, political, social, Mterary and theatrical, the world uf New York City, not to mention the world at large, wae On bellboy waiting some distance down a force as implacable as irresistible, trick. “I thought,” she quavered in the bedside with @ clean glass of feathers in such emergencies, or else wallowing and weltering like @ steamer long, Garksome corridor indifferently ishted by a single window at the far ‘Whitaker came into view the boy door, disappeared for an @ out minus the bag. him @ coin in passin, ~an attention which he acknowledg by pulling the ‘door to with a bang the the guest had entered the room, time Whitaker became aware of a contretemps. ‘The room was of fair aise, Mghted by two windows overlooking the tin roof of the front veranda. It was furnished with a large double bed in the corner nearest the door, a washstand, two or three chairs, a bandy-legged table with @ marble top; and it was tenanted by—a woman is street dress! She stood by the washstand, with her ack to the light, ber attitude one tense expectancy, hardly more than a silhouette of a figure, moderately tall WHEW - (CAN'T STAND THIS MUCH LONGE! R It Can’t Be Done! er, which he offered to the girl's lips after, without asking permission, passing his her shoulders and lifting hat she might drink. emptied the giass thirstily. Joosened the lady's staye—corsets plus @ fainting-fit stays, invariably, it oli seems, "t any feathers handy, » Eut there wi and—well, anyway, neither expedient made any real appeal to his intelligence. Besides, there were reasonable things he could do to make her more comfort. able—chafe ber bands, administer stlm- Then her knees bu: under and she Dlunged forward and fell with a thump ber Bape) the walls , sorry—I beg pardon,” Whitaker ripped stupidly to ears that coulda’t He swore softly with cxasperation, threw ais hat to a chair, and dropped to his knees beside ti oman. It seemed as if the high gods were hardly playing fair to throw « fainting th woman on hig bands just then, at a time when he was all preocoupiet with his own abi iy Bhe lay with her head naturally pu- lowed on the arm she had instinctively thrown out to protect her face. He could see now that her slenderness was that of youth, though it stood out against the dark background of the car- pet as set and white as @ death-mask, Indeed, her pallor was so intense that ne Bhe etuff, your’ Her eyes met his with @ look of nege- tion clouded by fear and bewilderment. ‘Then she turned “Good, rise which he Geposited ber ginger! her back, without a pillow. ‘Then, to his handbag, be would go far toward syncope, he fancied. Tt 4i4, in fact; a few drops Setween CORNER — & weT HAD “RREE ff (TS THE BEsT BREW IN “TQUN— (TS on me! i Her Parents Object. ‘EB. L." writes “I am eighteen and engaged to young man of twenty. We &re devoted to each other, but my par- ents object to the match, Will you please advise me what to do? ‘Wait till you are twenty-one and then you can marry to sult yourself, “P. D." writes; “Two girls and two young men are returning from a pleas- ure trip, The young men sit quietly in the train, but the girls are continually leuving thelr © a playt ie ehjevous tricks, Before parting one sf , te young men says that the girls have acted Uke ‘rowdles,’ Now was he justi ficd in what be said, or should he apol- ogize?” There is only one answer to such ®)S4!ne place of business as myself, and Question—marry the girl you love best. |I think my love Is reciprocated, Would {lt ve all right to ank to call on her? I “C, Q."" write am deeply In love; have good prospects, although I am with @ girl, but she seemg not to set |*upporting a widowed mother and could importance on my affections, |not spend much money on the girl at T shalt not give up hope until | Present."* ‘avowed her love for another, | Don't let that hinder your attentions. ut will you tell me how to prevent | If she's the right sort of wir! she'll lke this from happening?” |you and not your money. I can only vounsel sincerity and per- | severance, } | due all around, | escort shouldn't ba © word t: them, “EB. K." writen tion to two girls, One is fond of gaye although she ts @ perfectly nice girl The other ie not fond of city Nife, but J think she is the more devoted to me. WwW." writes ed a man be in order to win @ girl whom Which will be the better girl to} ‘J. BE.” writes: “I am in love with a ye merge Foun eda wha ie employep in the Boh Wade's 0 gir worth winning. = in a beam sea. In 141 the Colt family of New York could claim for themaelves wealth, so- cial place and an old-biood reapectabil- ity. Thetr house stood in Broadway. where that thoroughfare cornered on the southwest with Duane, and dated from @ time when Broadway north of STILL t Was BTR} ThE, HAMMER Vesey was known as Great George erect. John ©, Colt wae the younger and, if Anything, the favorite son, Biim, quick, slight, in manner reserved, he stood as straight as a lance, moved with an alert, highbred air from which his dress, el- 78 eple and apan and in the last ex- in ne wise subtracted, resolution, The wide mouth, lesen and tight ebous the lips, argued for seiffshness, and an indurated egotism, The obin, pointed, bony, possessed those opbiden angles a corness Of the jaw which make | one think ade | And yet, more than nose adder chin, Colt's eyes ¥ |phatic feature, Cold, hard, arctlo, carrying in their gray depths a sinister shimmer like unto the gleam of a new bowie, they seemed to tell of fires within, for the most part banked, but | which might break forth at a moment's warning in ® consuming, faming whisl of passion, Colt, having had a difference with his family, had «bandoned the ancestral home at Broadway and Duane, and taken lodgings with the very respect- Jable Mra, Pickett, No. Tl Greenwich street. The Colts, pere and mere, in ad planned @ marriage for him which, they measured such m: | ters, should have matched with iJ | social degree; and he, for his side, bad not acrupled to dleappoint them, Belf-willed, self-indulgent, careless of what Colt pere and mere might say or think or want, he had fallen in ove with Miss Catherine Henshaw, alone in doa apis poorly sewing at No, It Cherry atreet. When thetr alent, yet no less hard- bitted son told them he would wed |none but the little yellow-haired sew- ing woman in Cherry street, Colt pere cursed his.son for clod and an tn- ; Colt mere went wringing her aristocratic bands, and ejaculating ber Svsep age eogserning ane-vipere Wom Ten Nation-Famous ‘Wopyright, 1918, ty BG, MeCBura) vantage of the opportunity thus ed to atl teare of the mother, had unsatisfying effect upon causing him to pack his cor and carpe Pickett’s in Greenwich street, Deautiful Fereat of rare combinations, large deep black eyes, hair the of cura, the whole set off plezion compounded of Murders enry Lewis you to death, ‘The curses of tle fath t bags and move Mine Henshaw wae an ir. She presented bya KING, Awan, wuraes | to accept, pay for If Colt owned any it wae for figures and the recommendation of who had fatled to see way toward publishing his he had set himself to writing meant should be @ text book acienoe of bookkeeping. The bet go forward with his labors, Colt @econd floor room tm the building a8 the southwest corner of Broadway aad Chambers, Mr, Wheeler im a nezs room, connected with Colt's room by @ door in the separating partition, taught & school for bookkeeping, red. p on H | Salli ; Samuel Adams, large, girthy, faced, choleric, kept « printin: east side of William street, mide way between Fulton and John, While the Putnams furnished the idea, Colt had determined to own and publish his bookkeeping manual himself. Printe ing It as fast as it was written, he that ink-and-paper connection made a deal with Printer Adams, Ag room for a last revision, Upon Sept, 1%, 1841, the book was well toward compiler tion and Author Colt eet busy over the final profits, The day itself was Friday—cold and raw and damp, About wolng to make some collections to mess the Saturday payroll, and might ae@ return that day, That was the inet seen of him alive, He never returned, but disappeared as completely a@ walking off some dockhes@, h River bad ed him og to be swept a! by the tides, To Bp Coatinvedy