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AME How the Fabled Riches of One Man Caused Much Anxiety To Several Persons (Coprright, the McClure Newspaper @yndicun) CHAPTER I. N all probability your first view of the valley of the Yumuri will be from the Hermitage of Montserrate, for it is there that the cocheros drive you. Up the winding road they take you, with the bay at yout back and the gorge at your right, to the crest of a narrow ridge where the chapel stands, Once there, you overlook the fairest sight in all Christen- he Joveliest valley in the world,” as Humboldt called it—for tho Yumuri nestles right at your feet, a valg of puro delight, a glimpse of dom: Paradise that bewilders the eye and fills the soul with ecstasy. It is larger tho @ painted bowl. Royal paltns, most perfect of trees, Paradise. You have lost her, but you are scattered everywhere. They ctaud have gained an heir and a beautiful girl baby who Will grow to be another Dona Rosa, I grieved as you grieve, alone or in stately groves, their lush fronds drooping like gigantic ostri.h plumes and re once upon @ time, for my worns their slim trunks as smooth died in childbirth, too. You remer pipe clay. In all Cuba, island of be muri, aud in all the wide world, per- zht haps, there is no valley of moods and spect so varying. anding there beside the shrine of Our Lady of Montserrate, you will see beyond the cleft through which the lifted smoldering eyes. river emerges another hill, La Cum- “Did the Dona Rosa confide he bre, from which the view is almost as share of the secret to any on uncertainly, dig k toes into the dir said slowly: “bxce put the—well ?. wonderful, and your driver may tell Those priests and those doctors, you you about the splendid) homes that know used to grace its slopes in the golden, ae us . Gays when Cube had an atistocracy, wane, ed without speaking ‘They were classic Roman villas, such as once lined the Via Appia—iittie palaces, with mosaics and marbles and precious woods imp urope, and furnished w treasurew—for in those days the Cus Pose Boy ban planters were rich and spen' Su t thelr money lavishly, Melancholy re- Sone? What then? mindets of this «plendor exist even The ptanter cor now in the shape of a crumbled ruin “Th here and there, a lichened pillar, an a curse on occasional porcelain urn in atop-a cochero may point out a certain grove will have me? Times ar E unsettled, D: y a rank tangle, and tell you about the leave me quinta‘wf Don Bsteban Varona, and such thing its hidden treasure; about little Bste- — gepasti ban and Rosa, the twins; and about Haq oo: Sohastian, the giant slave, who died taking with hffn the secret well rdinarily § Dona Rosa Varona lived barely long Guc this well, and with h enough to learn that she had given ho had beautified its birth to twins. Don Esteban, whom until they were t people knew as a grim man, took the Varona grounds. blow of his sudden bereavement a§ yuijding of became one of his Strong fibre. Leav- pied he ing the priest upon his knees and the pesuitin doctor busied with tho babies, he flowering now, was the well i strode through the house and out into the sunset, followed by the wails of the slave women, i He looked up from his unhappy antain, palm, oran musings to find a'gigantic, barefooted trees bordered th negro standing before him, The slave rocky walls r was middle aged; his hair was grow- ferns and orn ing gray, but » of superb pro- gen, portions, and the muscles which gre showed through the rents in his cot- from fon ton garments were as smooth and — « supple as those of a stripling. His Cueto, the mana black face was puckered with grief, with a narrow as he began: ayes. Spying ster, is it true that Dona n went as nc On his wa he place wh mo loveliest on t rock quinta had in ena and filtered, e porous ver th 1 young: 1 bold, clo n, he Rosi » Don Esteban hag an heir “Yes,” Esteban nodded, wearily, jast? “eho is di bastian.” The slave rubbed his eyes with Tears ci to § tian's eves and heel of his huge yellow palm and 4 overflowed his cheeks; he stood mo- respectfully tlonless, striving to voice his sym- Don Pancho, Two pathy. At length he said a boy and a girl” His gra *She was too good for this world drew together in a painfu God was jealous and took her to frown. “Dona Rosa was a saint Summer Beauty Talks And Health Hints By Pauline Furlong Capyright, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World "Wood Chopping to Reduce Flesh PN minutes a day on the wood pile, while you are away on your | vacation, will eliminate those disfiguring rolls of fat on the shoulder blades, upper arms and bust. No other exercise 1s quite so effective for this unsightly defect. will do. The disbelievers have only photograph printed of some of thei armeret tee wood chopping ideg ca it is given ‘SS poms In chopping a log of wood be sure and bring the | id i log up with each upward pull of the axe, You can nd arms. Do this for utes, then take a cold shower bath, You will surely need one, Here is a good hot weather menu, that might be used in connection almost feel the fat being pulled from the shoulders 4 ten ™ with strenuous exercise: nood 8 with tomato sauce, poached egg on toast, stewed prunes, Dinner roast chicken, stewed tomatoes, spinach with hard boiled egg, lettuce with | boiled dre ng, fruit. Exereise and the fresh air of the country, with undisturbed rest, will | physic ly remake you. LANOLIN FOR SCALP—MRS. J.) should consult a physician about dict, | F, D.: Lanolin can be purchased in] .01) 1) teMone—MRS. WAL most any drug store. I am surprised | pip p,; Lemon water in the morr that th rks should tell you they « » using julce of half a lemon in a do not know wihat it is, You cannot] glass of hot water, cleanses the mu make it. It is the fat from the wool] cous from th »mach of the sheep and 1s a sticky, N@ht|pbreath, stimulates the liver an¢ yellow paste, It comes in tubes, called | whitens the complexion, This w tollet lanolin, and is healing, nour-|not thin your b and Urage ishing to the skin and scalp and helps |anaemia. “The juice of a lemon does remove crow's feet and dandruff if|not make acidity of the blood, and It used very sparingly. I would not ad-| is entirely differ vise you to use kerosene on your|the kidneys, &c In fa bair. Many other things are far | objectionable and just as benefic em if not n Do not use freshly | encouraging the action of the kid owt onion on your scalp. neya, HOT BATHS FOR RHEUMATISM| TIME BETWEEN MEALS—\ns “MRS. J..N. C.: These should prove| J, N. B yneficial rather than have evil ef-|an inter sts, Of course the Turkish baths ‘n the pore pended for rheumatic pains, You improve your health, are known to ald in the el of poisonous acids in the sy n meals if you a astom yo ‘WHOME PAGE Monday; July 22; Har persistence ahe demanded to Peza, too—Don Pablo, all about her husband's finan- nificent » had soured him with cited their admiration, Yes, was no longer was ( Mendoza y L lows to his aplendid ur gentlemen were well and mercenary known to the b gainat Dewan to wh Dona Isabel shi As only natural under such con- Voice was thin and reedy from fri , aes midst of their agitation @ Ry ; Seman we ome one weeping; there i, her stepchildren frankly that they woull @ after all, treasure ed her youta dince und as may be imag. : her Vangelina fell upon her knees Gee | fore them. “Little maste her hatred so as to include old Be- his daughter, and ev 8 to persecute Evange- slave oamed it seems ay first sight; through it meanders the river, coiling and uncoiling, hidden here and there by jungle growths, and seck- ing final outlet through @ cleft in the walb not unlike a crack in the side of n went #0 far sweetheart, It had not taken Dona Lsabet long on for Sebastian's and one of her first efforts had been to win the old man's towering cetba withstands the summer heat and the winter hurricane His firmness made her vindictive, and so in time she lald a scheme to estrange him from his master. Dona Isabel wa to complain about Evangelina only after many months that she husbard ular and white as if turned in ber? But my daughter lives, and a@ giant lathe and then rubbed with she has brought sunshine into my old age. That 1s the purpose of chil- witching vistas, there 18 mo other Yu- dren.” He paused and ahifted his sing bia etift After a time ency! Now, “I know but one thing,” the slave himself slowly, He turned and departed, leaving Pancho Cueto staring after him meditativ She began but it following the birth of his children and the death of his wife, Don Esteban Varona, as had been his custom, steered a middle Yes. What about it? Esteban that he sell ‘ourse, refused point blan' too fond of Sebastian's daughter, he declared, to think of such a thing. Dona Isa- young and shapely 8 wenches go. yan, of bed and stood beside his-daaky avoid a clash with the Spanish of- Don Esteban for # time and then, will remarry ero's exclamation Cueto cried ! Everybody knows how rom Oriente to Pinar del n have heard about his break with 1 phen it rests between you and of her suspected ban, and death comes without nd afi. warning. You are known to be the t Fichest man in this province and h the rarest these government officials are rob- pose—I should be left The twins, veloped into he came the pride of Sebastian and bis into whose care they been given. ateban and Rosa, thy children With difficulty Esteban restrained “You mistake my meaning,” has and Evangelina he ty good mother to served me faithful plays with my ehtldren after an instant's pause, Cueto's dark yes gleamed resent- y at his show of ignorance, but he idered for a mo- y countrymen, but he said, finally. when my children are old ine-grown bit of wall, Your enough to hold their tongues they be told, If I'm gone, you of orange trees, now little more than shall be the one to tell them, Now this is no time to speak of them than you EVANGELINA LEARNS THAT SHE HAS BZEN STAKED IN A GAME OF CARDS—AND LOST. arms and ammunition for the rebels? hides it, and ome,” he cric ing Sebastian's “did you ever think how fabulou by this tin you ever think that one little gem, one bag of gold, would buy your free- There's a careful No wonder he trusts you. neither eyes nor CHAPTER I. twins were se Then, one day, Don Esteban Vat and the Dona Isabel, § face took OM ® ona remarried, do you think crafter expres girl, and when s' worth more Don't forget that Don @ Dusiness that some one doesn't an offer for that he will forget his promise and— pn years old schemes fruit, a rows Up she will beauty, came to The daughter of live at the quinta, impoverished par- bore their first know far more about than Don Ksteban would care to have ‘ome now, don't you?” n's face was from ebony Isteban is be~ selessly as he y back to his quarters he took the path to the weil t of his time Sebastian had s own hands surroundings much about the mysterious tre, of La Cumbre. There followed a period of feasting entertainment, n Little Rosa was awakened Dill at a late hour by the laughter and shouts of her father's guests. was afrald, for there was something strange about the voices, some qual- ity to them which was foreign to the af what does ? “Don Esteban has promised to buy card about it.” my freedom and the freedom of my “Of gold, jewels, of silver bars ornaments.” was thrust forward, his nostrils were his teeth gleame “[ have never Sebastian uttered a hoarse, animal cry aud the whites of his eyes showed through the gloom. vangelina!” ominent civilians of Matanzas and the countryside, drove up the hill to welcome Don Esteban's bride, before the first fervor of his ho moon cooled the groom began to that he had made Dona Isabel, he discovered and selfish, crave luxury and display, but with The manager was plainly “He would never r the She memory of his earlier actions. Wismi™ bad After a moment he began to laugh “And yet you pretend to know Ing about that tre & good boy, Sebast! “Of course! I am only teasing you. He would not dare, eh? Don't deny Creeping Into her tano, once more and Linares, old Pedro Miron, the a@we- and so I am. together they Don Mario de eceped from subterranean a cool, rock narind Does It go to buy our master, know all about that treasure.” Castano was singing whom a song, the words of which were lost, Spanish Club, The host dismounted from his companions. The twins dis- Pablo (To Be Continued) By Maurice Ketten | na riot of vines and whose « beard had so often and girl, yet Ross nd when Estee van tried to reas her his own t do next instant reelf int o the hallway and vangelina flung om A summer hamber with ras bled her to see sitting up in the! t 1 Little! You wa'@ n't you? We love See then, what @ this is y that you will save met She was beside herself, anil he® small wh mistress she sobbed. voice was hoarse and cracked ' grief. She wrung her hands, y Lipari fs rself from side to side, ehe kissed twins’ nightgowns, tage them convulsively. The children were frightened, oe® they managed to quaver: “What haa’ happened? Who has harmed you Don Pablo Peza,” wept the ne “Your father has sold me to hit Jost moe at cards, Oh, I shal aie@ Sebastian won't believe It He Praying. And Asensio— 0 Rut what can they do to_hetp You alone can save me You Pablo take me away? teban scrambled out gin we and playmate. “Don't ery any 1) tell papa that you don’t Uke Rosa followed. ‘Yes, come brother,” she cried, shrilly. “We'll Don Pablo to go home and leave Evange aa My blessed doves! But wi listen to you?” moaned the eave, Unhappily they did not, and the next day Evangelina was sent to het new master’s, But not before Sebam. tina had protested in anguished words to Don EsteHan Now the Don bad" been drinking, and these protests omty.ot angered him. So he ordered old eee bastian chained to a window gratt and beaten, The order was cruelly) 2° carried out and Sebastian left angi to the next day so that the flies might uj torture his sores. sitet As the sun was sinking beyond @e@” ” further rim of the Yumurt and tap??? valley was beginning to fill wtf shadows Esteban Varona rode up His temper was more evil r, If that were possible, for he drunk again in an effort to drown hy him rede half a dozen or more of Gia: friends, coming to dine and put tm fe al r night bi anoth at his expense, Thess were I za, and Mario de Col. Mendosa cate, and others of less consequence, in had gathered from the Sebastian. It was place took his way, ' but which brought a yell of approval and lurched @cross the co@rtyand @x | AT'S SO! TEL HER | HAD To Work AREN'T, You Going } No, | WANT 0 THE COUNTRY 2 QUR WIVES ARE EXPECTING US DON'T You TH SHE'LL COME a SAL You ARE ht came Pancho Original Fashion Desig For The Evening World’s Home Dressmakers By Mildred Lodewick TELLMY WIFE (AM Sick A Simple Frock of Two Charming Summer Fabrics ' magical lure is not easy to explain, f them wen are apt astray in the rdrobe may bi Joun 1S SORRY But HE HAS To WORK HARD To- AY HE SENDS LOVE AND KISSES figured or flowered Women who have gone to work on farms during the summer need no advice as to exercise. They get enough of it. They are living examples of what work to note the next | Those women who go to a farm for a vacation, | however, should be told something of exercise. The | for exertion and that is why | | up is the next consid Glass of hot water and lemon juice before breakfast. 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