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THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN AND NEWS.
baturday. September a. »tt.
THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN
(AND NEWS)
JOHN TEMPLE GRAVES, Editor.
F. L. SEELY, President.
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THE GEORGIAN AND NEWS print*
na uorlnn or otijaetlonalile a.irfr(Is-
lu*. Nrltb.r dost II prlat whisky or
uny liquor ids.
plants, tt It now owns It* wan
works. Other clllr* do this and g.
gas as low 60 cents, with n proa
, _ they art, ihsre to no good
reason why they ran not bs so oper
ated hare. Rut we do not heller# tht*
can ha done now, and It may he some
Will N. Ilarben has written another
novel and "Mam' Linda" Is nald (o bo
the Georgian's beat work.
The winter crop of candidates for
office Is as numerous and as many
tinted as the apples of Vermont.
A bear with a rock In his hand, says
the fable, does not always make a
safe fly-killer when the fly Is on the
body of n man.
When n mnn can travel from Wash
ington to Arizona without passing a
saloon the South will he "solid” once
more.
Ownership of the historic Dent farm
of General Grant, located outside the
city limits of St. Louis, has changed
hands, having been sold nt auction
for $75,000. The old log cabin occu
pied by Grant Is still standing.
At least the Honorable John
Temple Graves started some
thing.—Wilmington, N. C., Dis
patch.
And tho something has been moving
ever since.
Boston will begin tills fall a girls'
High School of Practical Arts to cor
respond Li purpose with tho Commer
cial High School for Boya. The school
will attempt to teach girls practical
counea to lit them ns home-makers.
Among the studies will be hoiiBO fur
nishing, decoration, housekeeping,
cooking, sewing and millinery.
W. D. Howells, who saw the King
kt Doncaster on 8t. I<egor day, records
In Harper's this Impression: "Proba
bly no man In his kingdom under
stands better than Edward VII that
he I* largely a form, and that the
more a form he Is the rnoro comforta
ble he la to tho English Ideal of a
monarch. But no Englishman appa
rently knows better than he when to
leave oft being a form and become a
man, and he has endeared himself to
his people from time to time by Buch
inspiration."
The great storm of red dust that not
long ago swept up from Africa over
Europe performed a service for which
men of science are most grateful, by
coloring the glaciers of the Alps on a
grand scale, and thus producing a
stratum In the vast Ice streams the
red hue of which will render It recog
nizable for years. The importance of
this consists In the fact that by noting
the position of the dust-stained layers
the movements of the glaciers can be
studied more accurately than would
be possible without a marking.
England has surrendered 524 square
miles of her territory to the waves
within the last thousand years. More
recently the advance of the waters
has been much more rapid, averaging
for the last forty years 1.D23 acres a
year. The ravages of the sea In 1903
were almost unprecedented. Many
historical towns, such as Kavens-
burgh, where Henry IV landed In
1339, have been submerged. Off the
Yorkshire coast alone there are twelve
submerged towns and villages.
C- • A DEACON'S QUERY.
To the Editor of The Oenrgian:
In the enclosed clipping you say:
“The small amount of M ine needed for
communion can be secured without dlf-
, Acuity." I have no doubt of this what-
.. ' ever, hut would really like to know If
a you suggest that the reverend D. D.'s
V and deacons buy and use wine innde.
.t *' 1 ' 1 »nd kept unlawfully. It being a
chain-gang offense after January 1 to
? , uiahufacture communion wine?
g Yours respectfully.
THE DEACON.
MR. HEARST'S NEW USEFULNESS.
One who has known Mr. William R. Hearst as the editor of The
Georgian knows him, Is not'prepared to share tho surprise with which
Harper's Weekly admiringly comments upon a recent article In Mr.
Hesrat's New York American.
Some years ago In the fierce clamor of a presidential campaign In
which the great editor was a figure, we asserted then that Mr. Hearst,
like our own Robert Toombs of Georgia, would be as wise and conaerva-
tlve In action as he was fearleaa and untiring In advocacy and appeal.
He fs not now and never waa a destructive agency. Ho fa now and
always waa .a definite, determined and well-balanced reformer.
So long aa the people were asleep and apathetic the Hearat news-
papers rang ceaselessly and Insisted for arousement and for a righting of
tho popular wrongs. He has been the transcendent force In the great
awakening.
But when the people are In power and rejoicing In victory, like the
real statesman that he Is, his hand la reached out to stay excesses and
to counsel the moderation which does not mean new apathy or a fresh
surrender.
Yonder In Jamestown and there In New York he has illustrated In
wise and prudent speech the real conservatism of reform.
No man In the republic has grown more upon the Judgment of the
thoughtful within the last few weeks than the only Democratic editor of
New York. Harper's Weekly, which Is not outranked by any conserva
tive periodical of the country, Is also one of the frankest and most fear
less In expression.
Mr. Hearst, In the opinion of The Oeorglan, fronts a great opportuni
ty for useful service to the times. The man does not live who can truth
fully challenge his Incomparable loyalty and service to the people. With
in these ten years lie has won the right to be above question or criticism
along this line.
And If now, from the pinnacle of this high position of service and
championship he should choose to play the peacemaker. If the vested
properties, like Harper's Weekly, should be willing to trust him, wo may
be sure by all the records that the people will not suffer In his firm yet
temperate and therefore most effective assertion of their rights.
He has won tho right to be Implicitly trusted by the people. If his
calm common sense fairness should now enlist the confidence of the
conservative he Is ideally equipped to lead the way to a better under
standing.
AN ATLANTAN’S REVIEW OF PROHIBITION.
Mr. John Corrigan of Atlanta In the current Review of Reviews
gives us the best general summary of the prohibition revolution that has
been printed since the historic legislature adjourned.
Mr. Corrigan Is the Washington correspondent of The Constitution,
and his newspaper training is admirably in evidence In the accurate and
instructive figures and facts which Illumine his contribution.
It Is interesting for instance to know ii|>on authority that seven-
qighths of the territory of the Southern Stales Is "dry," and that a ma
jority of our Southern tmpulatlon Is estimated In favor of prohibition.
It Is Interesting lo note that In all the thirteen Southern States
there are fewer saloons than In the single city of New York.
It Is interesting to hear that President Taylor, of the National Liquor
League, told Ills convention at Atlantic City that unless something
stopped tho tidal wave, every state In the South would be closed to
liquor.
It Is Interesting to follow Mr. Corrigan's careful and accurate sum
mary of tho liquor laws and prohibition prospects In the several Southern
States, and his Intelligent prognostic of tho future development of the
Idea.
Wo do not agree altogether with Mr. Corrigan's view that the "Influ
ence of the negro," and the "effect of the Atlanta riot" were chiefly re
sponsible for the Georgia prohibition law.
We think this prohibition movement Is part and parcel of the almost
millennial wave of reform which for the last five years has been sweep
ing the pcbple on to higher things in government, morals and law.
The prohibition victory was the culmination but by no means the
coiioluston of this forward movement of civic righteousness, and we are
going on to other and larger things. The Atlanta riot and the sugges
tion of negro Irresponsibility under drink had their parti In the legis
lative act, but they were not the lending forces of the fight.
Mr. Corrigan has written an Intelligent and Impartial article, and
The Review of Reviews Justly compliments Ida contribution with a con
spicuous place In Ita columns.
A GENTLEMAN OF THE OLD SOUTH.
Tho death of Judge .lumes S. Hook has been commented upon at
length In our local columns, but the passing of a citizen sir rare, so fine
and so cultured, deserves an expression of editorial respect.
Thin distinguished Jurist and mnn of letters wns a typo of the Old
South nt Its best. Ho was a gent’ -n and scholar and a lawyer who
honored and adorned his great pi. talon. He was n citizen of un
stained loyally, of unimpenched Integrity and of high repute. In a life
not lacking In stormy places, he held a serenity of temper and a gentle
ness of mien that marked (he noble mind. Through an era of eager am
bitions and of stremioua avarice he passed without a breath niton his
armor that tarnished the fair name of a knightly gentleman.
The life of such a man as James S. Hook la not to be measured by
public preferment or the stations of trust or honor he has held. Its value
lies In the Illustration of those noble virtues which ntnke tho world a
better place to live In, and establish tho high example which our noble
youth may emulate.
He waa neither governor nor senator. He wns neither general nor
major, but who shnll aay that a life so clean, a character so high and a
purpose so sweet, has not served well the state, and merited tho laurel
which heroes and statesmen wear. ,
Peace to the ashes of this gentle gentleman of the Old South.
A SATURDAY EVENING.
In one of Mr. Emerson's masterly essays he gives expression to ths
thought that "one of the Illusions of life Is that tho present hour Is not
the critical hour. Wrlto It on your heart that every day is the best day
In the year."
How that suggests that important word of the olden time, “Now Is
the accepted time!”
And then, by a very natural process of remembrance and thinking,
you come to the Idea so dominant In our American life, DO IT NOW.
There Is no gainsaying the truth that today Is the best day the world
has ever known. The golden age of the world Is not In the past, as
poets who rave of the halcyon day of Queen Bess would have us believe.
For real manhood and worth of character we are not compelled to search
the dim, dust-gray ages of the past. We find it In our everyday life.
True, there was manhood then, but there Is more manhood today. We
may not have any better men than Marcus Aurelius, Plato and Socrates,
but we do have more men of the same stamp who, because of their
broader outlook on life, see things even more clearly than they saw.
Ever Is It true that the mental world keeps progress with the physi
cal, and the spiritual or moral keeps pace with the mental. Because
.men are stronger physically today than they could have been hundreds
of yenrs ago is the reason they are better equipped mentally than they
were In the centuries agone. Because they are mentally better. It fol
lows that they must be spiritually better.
Optimlsta always, we do not yield one inch In the argument that
the world Is better today than yesterday, consequently for us today Is
‘the best day the world has ever seen.
Growing out of the thought that this day Is the world's best day Is
this compelling and forceful Interrogation: What are you doing today?
There are three things you can do with today, as It comes fresh to
you from the loom of the eternities:
You can loaf In today. You can alt by the stream of life and aee It
float past you. You can be Idle, resistless and unresisting. You can
let it glide through your fingers as water glides through the marble fin
gers of a statue erected in' the center of a city fountain. And all the
while the statue stands unresponsive to thf calls of the water, never at
tempting to stay or use the |>ower that flows through It. You can be a
cold, lifeless beauty statue or brainless block In today If you will, for to
day and Its use Is right up to you. Today Is yours to do with as you
please.
Ths second thing you may do with today la to labor with your might,
doing with all tho powers of your soul the work you find to do. You
may work so hard that when night comes you will be unable to enjoy
your paper, the Intercourse with your family, or the delightful pleasures
of life that bring strength to the hand or power to the brain. You may
labor so hard that you will be nothing more or less than an old hone
treading round and round In a continuous treadmill, never advancing,
never getting anywhere, only moving, but not progressing.
The third thing that you may do with today Is to lift, you may see
the needs of your brother men. ' You may help bear their burdens. You
may help relieve their distresses. You may make the world brighter,
better and nobler because you have lived. If you live as a world-lifter,
surely today will be the best day for you the world has ever given you.
What are you: A loafer, a laborer, a lifter?
Answer to your own heart the questions!
Growth and Progress of the New South
Th# Georgian bar# record* enrh iJny
*ome economic fnee In reference to
the onward progress of the South.
BY
J08EPH B. LIVELY
duck. Organised with a capital of $500,000, the mill* will bring n new revenue to
Atlanta, distinctly different from the large number of manufactories already estab
lished. /
While a number of varieties of cotton duck will lie made, the principal product
will 1m* ihe t*luted or double duck made from double yarn. Military of government
duck will probably l*o manufactured later.. It Is also probable that the capacity of
the mill will be Increased during the year.
The mill will not manufacture their yarn at first, but will be In tbe market for
No*. 7 and 12 yarn of 3. 4 and 5-ply. President and treasurer, Georg# P. Howard;
vtce-pfevident. James Escott;. secretary and manager, W. L. Ilyer,
A company Is being organized for the purpose of erecting a knitting mill at
Fair Forest, four miles from Spartanburg. K. The company will be capitalised
st $150,000. It Is understood that the citizens of Fair Forest are the largest stock
holders. though a number of citizens of Bpnrttuhnrg Will subscribe to the stock of
the company.
A knitting mill la being erected near llowelton, H. C.. by Clarence E. Hallman,
of Oakwood. S. C. The necessary houses are how 1>elng built, mid It la expected
that the mill will be In operation within the next few weeks.
While It Is not stated what sum of money the erection of the nlnnt will Inrolve,
It Is ntulentood that It will cost several thoniaini dollars, and will bo built with a
view of adding to It from time to time, na fhe enterprise flotirlslifs. It will In* op
era tdl by water power, which Is now being developed, the location of the plant be
ing on the Hobbs Mill creek, 1m*Iow Onkwood. Mr. Hallman has carefully studied
the operation of such milts, and the success of the new venture seems assured.
It Is also probable that a similar mill will he erected nt Moiitmorenel, S. C.,
the movement being promulgated by Messrs. Woodward, Taylor and Bell, of that
city. They contemplate getting mi electric current from the Carolina Light and
Power Company’s plant nt Aiken and run It by electricity.
ARMY-NAVY ORDERS
—AND—
MOVEMENTS OF VESSELS
Washington, Sept. 21.—The following
order# have been Issued:
Army Orders.
First Lieutenant Paul D. Hunker,
coast artillery corps, from Eightieth
company to unnsslgneri list; second
Lieutenant JarvI# J. Rain, corps of en
gineers, Fort .Mason, to engineer school,
Washington barrack#.
Captain James P. Jervey,, corps of
engineer#, from First battalion of en
gineers to engineer school, Washing
ton barracks. Instructor.
Hecond Lieutenant Robert S. Thom
as and Roger G. Powell, corps of en
gineers, from First battalion of engi
neer# to engineer school, Washington
barracks.
Sergeant Charles Davenport, Ninety-
fifth company, coast artillery corps,
from school of submarine defense. Fort
Totten, to Fort Hancock; Second Lieu
tenant Thomas M. Glmperllng, Twen
ty-first Infantry, to his company.
Captain Mark L. Hersey. from Twen
ty-sixth to Ninth Infantry; Captain
Harry S. Howland, from Ninth to
Twenty-sixth Infantry; Captain Har
old L. JnckHon, retired?' detailed pro
fessor military science at Ouachita Col
lege, Arkadelphia.
Naval Orders.
Professor Mathematics H. L. Rice,
detached naval observatory, Washing
ton, to naval academy; Ensign R. W.
Kessler, from naval hospital, Yoko
hama, to Chattanooga: Lieutenant
Commander O. G. Mitchell, detached
Galveston, to naval station, Alongapo;
Lieutenant R. S. Douglas, detached
Cleveland, to Galveston; Lieutenant W.
S. Whltted, detached Rainbow, to
Cleveland.
Movements of Vessels.
ARRIVED—September 18, "Milwau
kee at Mare Ml and. September 19,
Charleston at .Mare Island.
SAILED—Heptember 19. Chicago
from .Mare Island for Acapulco, Mex.;
Dolphin from Capo Cod Bay for Wash
ington; Choctaw from Norfolk for
Washington; Brutus, from Baltimore
for Bradford; Abarenda from Cape
Cod Bay for Baltimore; Lebanon and
Gloucester from Pensacola for Ports
mouth, N. H.; West Virginia, Colora
do, Maryland and Pennsylvania from
Honolulu for San Francisco; Prairie
from Hampton Road# for Alexandria,
Va.
BETTER THAN NEW
COURT HOUSE.
To the Editor of The Georgian:
The Hon. John Temple Graves does
not need texts for his trenchant pen,
yet I am sure he "ruminates" for one
occasionally.
One Atlantan In 301 or In 501 will be
benefited by a new and expensive city
hall and court house. But 300 or 500
more Individuals In Atlanta will be
helped and much benefited by putting
this large sum of money, first. Into a
perfect and permanent water supply.
Let the council do this first, then the
city hall should follow for civic munic
ipal pride, but not aa a present neces
sity. Yours sincerely, etc.,
DR. HOBBS.
Atlanta, Go.
Contagious diseases, owing to Amerl-
can sanitation, have no place in the city
of Manila these days. The health de
partment shows a clean sheet on this
score.
MR. HEARST'S SOUND POSITION.
(Editorial In Harper’s Weekly.)
We have often suspected that the
time might come when William R.
Hearst would rise to his unique oppor
tunity to render signal service to his
country*. He has many papers which
circulate widely and reach a great
number of men and women who read
little e|ge. This condition makes for
the Individual exercise of very great
power for good or 111. For year# thl#
power was wielded, so we considered,
ruthlessly and with little scruple for
111. culminating In a daring but happily
fruitless attempt to gratify persona!
ambition. That seemed to mark the
turning point In Mr. Hearst’# career.
He has continued and still continues
to uphold what he considers the cause
of the masses, but no longer In a way
offensive to the reader and discredit
able to himself. Indeed, we now find
little that Is objectionable and much
that Is pleading and helpful In Mr.
Hearst’s papers. Here, for example, Is
a little editorial that might have ap
peared appropriately In even theue staid
and conservative columns:
One of the very old, fables credited,
to Lnfontalne. borrowed by him prob
ably from some older writer, tells the
following story:
"A very good man had a very good
tame bear. The benr was a vigorous
creature, deeply attached to his owner.
"The owner lay down to sleep, nnd
^the bear was much annoyed by the
Conduct of the flies. One fly especially
iwns quite dead to all feelings of de
cency. As often ns tho bear shooed the
fly away, the fly came back to the face
of the sleeping man.
"Finally, the bear said to himself, i
know whnt I’ll do; I’ll be strenuous.
I’ll show' that fly something.’
"He did n.
"He picked up a large rock weighing
fifty or a hundred pounds. And ns
soon ns the fly appeared on the nose
of the sleeping man he smashed tho fly
with the rock—he also smashed the
head of hi# boss, although he hadn’t
Intended to do so."
Subsequently the benr was heard to
remark that he hnd perhaps been n lit
tle Impetuous In Ills fly-killing, but that
nobody could deny hi# earnestness or
his good Intentions.
Th‘ i blessed nnd prosperous country
I# In a fair way of finding out for Itself
the exact meaning of that ancient fable.
The sleeping gentleman just now Is
Uncle Sam. The flies that Inplst on
wandering over his countenance are
the trust flies—the fattest being the
Standard Oil fly. And the bear, with
delightful confidence In his own fly-
killing methods. Is the bear whom you
all know' nnd admire—first name Theo
dore.
File# nr# a nuisance, they should bn
brushed away. They Rhould also be
killed—but properly nnd cautiously.
The people of the United States, we
judge, are going to And out that a bear
with a rock, and with considerable more
self-confidence than judgment, doesn’t
make the very best ktnrt of a fly-killer.
So late as u year ago the appearance
of such an article in JVlr. Hearst’s Jour
nals would have created great surprise;
how* striking, too, the contrast between
Mr. Hearst’# own reckless talk on the
stump last year and his broad, sane and
really strong utterance at Jamestown
the other day! We congratulate Mr.
Hearst upon having sobered down, and
we congratulate the community upon
the coming to his sense# and to a
realization of his grave responsibilities
of a very able man holding unique and
exceptional authority.
MADD0X-RUCKER BANKING CO.
Corner Alabama and Broad Streets.
Capita} $200,000.00
Surplus and Undivided Profits . $600,000.00
Commercial Accounts Invited
4%
Compound Interest Is Paid In Our
SAVINGS DEPARTMENT
THE BRACEBRIDGE DIAMONDS
A Thrilling Story of Mystery and Adventure
SYNOPSIS.
Frank (the hero) nnd Reginald Brneebrldgc
(cousins) meet Mme. Vera Hlavlnsky, *
beautiful woman, nt Saratoga. She Is at*
tacked by a foreigner (Ilr. Carl Mueller),
tho latter demanding that she surrender to
him "a bit of paper and a stone. u#
claims he has tne missing fragment auq
that "the others Were then In tho hotel.
Frank rescues her ninl I# given n pae!kage
with periutalson to open It when he luinx#
tho right time hnn come. A telegram an
nounces the sndden death of Reginald *
father. Frank I# made executor of the es
tate. Reginald I# charged with forgery, and
rails upon Frnnk to save him from urreist.
A mnhi rushes Into the room and tells Reg
inald his wife Is dead nnd that be I* charg
ed with her murder. Frank and Reginald
leave the house by n secret passage ona
reach the Urneebrldge country ham* u pn
Long Island. They einhnrk In^
SUMMER’S GOOD-BYE
By ELLA WHEELER WILCOX.
AM In the time when Karth did most deplore
The cold, ungracious aspect of young May.
Sweet Summer came and bade him umlle once more.
She wove bright garland., and tn winsome play
She bound him wiping captive. Day by day
She found new wile* wherewith his heart to please;
Or bright the «un. or If the nkles were gray.
They laughed together under Bpreading tree.,
lly running brookB or on the Bandy .hores of sea*.
They were but comrades. To that riant maid
No aerlou. word he spake; no lover’a plea.
Like carries, children, glad and unafraid.
They sported In their opulence of glee.
Her ahlnlng tresses floated wild and free:
In simple llnee her emerald gannent* hung:
She wa* both good to hear and fair to see;
And when she laughed, then Earth laughed, too, and flung
Hie cares behind him and grew radiant and young.
One golden day, a. he reclined beneath
The arching azure of enchanting akles,
Fair Bummer came, engirdled with a wreath
Of gorgeou. leave*, all aclntlllant with dyea;
Effulgent waa ahe; yet within her eyea
There hung a quivering ml»t of tear* un.hed:
Her crlm.on mantled hoeotn shook with algha;
Above hint bent the glory of her head;
And on hi* mouth ahe pressed a splendid kin, and fled.
IOIIU 111 vuil* ilflll 4 lit? IIIIU «.• "IHIS _
tor lives. Sylvia Thurston, pretty dnughter
of a bulge In Ohio. Is brought Into the story.
Dr. Mueller falls In love with her. lie w‘j«m*
to know her brother, n painter, who reside*
abroad. Pylrln, Dr. Mueller and a girl
friend visit "The Hollow,’* ou old house,
said to be haunted.
Raymond Thurston returns home unex
pectedly nnd Is greeted by his sister during
the temporary absence of her nance.
Sylvia and her brother go for « wain
and meet Basil, who quarrels with Ray*
The following morning Ruth Pritchard I*
found In the woods near the Thurston home,
uuconsdous. When she recovers conscious
ness. her mind Is apparently unhinged with
some horror. Raymond Thurston Is fouuu
la the studio, shot through the heart.
Sylvia suspects Basil of (he murder of
her brother. .
Sylvia prepares to visit Florida In search
of health. Nurse Mason appears on tne
scene, and It develops that she and I»r.
Mueller are greater friend# than appear# on
the surface. , ..
Mueller nnd Sylvia are married In New
Rose Thurston admits she told n falsehood
to shield Basil from suspicion of having
murdered Raymond.
Mueller, fearing to meet Ethel Creswell.
who I# stopping with his wife, returns
lunne unexpectedly nnd approaches the
house unobserved in order 4«* ascertain If
"the roast Itv Hear.” lie nnd Miss Fro#
well meet nnd she brands him ns "Dr.
Newell, of Black Horse Inn poisoning
fame.”
CHAPTER LXIX.
Ruth Is Moved.
The window must have blown In,”
Sylvia said, rushing: Into Ruth's room,
only to discover that her apprehensions
rere Indeed too true.
The door wo# strewn with the debris
of the broken window, the lower frame
of which had been entirely shattered,
and the bitter November wind was
rushing furiously Into the room, partly
lifting the coverlet at times oft Ruth’s
bed and swaying the muslin curtains
lldly to and fro.
"Ruth must be removed at once from
this room," Sylvia decided, hastening
to call one of the servants. Nurse
Mason wns still In bed. "For the pres
ent I shall have her taken down to my
boudoir. A bed can be made up tem
porarily on the lounge there until the
window frame of this room Is renewed.’
Within ten minute# this arrangement
hnd been carried out, nmi Ruth Pritch
ard—consciously or otherwise, for It
was Impossible to tell which—had been
curried bodily down stair# to Sylvia’s
little boudoir and comfortably tucked
In by H-ivla’s own loving hands upon
the lounge.
A fire burned In the grate, casting ft
warm glow around the small room, and
contra#tlng agreeably with tho wild
prospect of leaden clouds, leafless trees
and gathering shadows obtainable from
the window.
Hylvla drew- nn armchair to the
hearth and cast herself Into It, and fell
Into a reverie, her eyes fixed abstract
edly upon the ruddy coals and wood,
the wild dirge of the storm forming a
lulling accompaniment of her thoughts.
At this side of the house the full
force of the gale u-r\n not felt, but the
sustained anthem of the tempest amid
the trees fell upon Sylvia’s ear like the
solemn swell or a mighty cathedral or-
gun/
And ns the shadow# gathered In the
room and the wild winds knelled with
out Sylvia’# thought# became more and
more vague and dreamlike, and little
by little she lost consciousness of her
Hurroundlnga and dropped Into a light
sleep. 1
Basil Returns.
From the brief slumber she was
aroused In a startling manner.
The sound of loud, excited voices fell
upon her still dreaming ears, then she
heard her name called sharply, "Syl
via! Sylvia!’’—and then at last she
started up, wide awake, and turned
her gaze upon the door. Just outside
of which two angry voices were talk
ing.
Could she believe the evidence of her
own ear#? Was she still dreaming? Or
was It Indeed the voice of Basil Thurs
ton that nt thl# moment rang from the
corridor without?
"I tell you, I must se# her this In
stant, Carl Mueller!” the voice cried,
passionately. "Where Is she? Is she In
this room? Sylvia!”
And tho door handle was violently
shaken.
"Hush, hush, Thurston! She Is III;
she ha# been III all day. You must not
disturb her now,” Mueller's voice said,
with a tone of appeal and terror In It.
"Come dow nstairs again and wait a lit
tle. I will tell her you are here.”
"But I must see Sylvia without de
lay! My blood Is on Are until I dis
ubuse her mind of that hateful sus
picion. I tel! you I must see her; If you
do not allow me to see her within five
minutes I shall force my way Into every
room In the house until I find her.”
"I promise you you shall see her.
Yes, and within ten minutes, too. Come,
Thurston, come down to the drawing
room and wait there until I give her
your message. You shall not have long
to wait.”
Sylvia Wonders.
Amid the uproar of the storm the
sounds of retreating footsteps were
barely audible to Sylvia’s ears. She
stood with clasped hands beside the
armchair, from which she had risen, In
startling incredulity.
The firelight filled the room, Ruth’s
lounge bed being alone In the shadow,
owing to the high back of the old-
fashioned armchair, which formed a
kind of screen between the lounge nnd
the Are.
••Basil Thurston! He has come back
again, then—he Is under this very ro..'
—he Is uniting to #ee me even now-
waiting for what purpose?"
Sylvia’s brain reeled, as Basil’s words
What—•"•hut did he mean by those
word*. And why had her husband lied
to Basil, why had he stated that she
was 111 and had been "very in all day"
Even while these conflicting thoughts
harassed her mind a light, rapid fool-
** e P ,h ^ pu, ™&« without,
and with a sudden Impulse, almost „f
terror. Sylvia sprang to the door and
turned the key In the lock
But n moment later the door handle
was shaken hurriedly and Mueller's
voice, husky and agitated, whispered at
the key-hole:
"Sylvia, open the door, for God's
sake!"
CHAPTER LXX.
Musllsr Shaken.
Trembling In every limb with force
of an overwhelming misgiving. Sylvia
unlocked the door and Mueller almost
staggered Into the room. In the flick
ering firelight' his face looked ghastly
white.
"That cousin of yours must be a mod.
man. Sylvia!” he cried, hoarsely, ns he
came In. "I am seriously thinking of
sending a messenger for the police and
placing him In custody!"
"When did he return?” What does It
all mean?" Sylvia gasped, her vague
fears Increasing.
"I arrived at The Hollow about
noon. I had barely returned when
there was a furious knocking and ring.
Ing nt tho front door. I wonder you did
not hear the noise?"
"I hnd fallen asleep In the armchair.
I hoard nothing until I was aroused by
the voices In the lobby."
"I myself opened tho front door and
Basil entered. He demanded to see
you. I saw that he wns In a terribly
excited state, so I gave him some eva
sive answer. Then he accused me of
being In league against him—of tilling
your mind with the suspicion of his
guilt In the matter of your brother's
death—nnd so forth. I need not repeat
his frantic words. I told hint I should
go to look for you, and I left the room,
but ho followed me upstairs nnd evi
dently wanted to force his way Into
your presence. He fs a thoroughly
dangerous man, Sylvia—and If you tnk'e
my advice you will not see him. I can
give him some excuse or other. I do
not wish you to see him."
As he proceeded Mueller's voice hnd
risen nnd there was a thin shriek of
excitement running through Its tones.
"I hardly know what to do. Carl.”
Sylvia said, trembling from head to
foot now. "Basil Thurston would not
havo come here this evening, under all
the circumstances, unless he had a very
urgent reason for tho visit. This house
Is the last one on earth he would choose
to enter otherwise."
"I tell you the man Is mad, Sylvia!
You must not run the risk of going
downstairs to him while he Is In his
present state."
"But If he hits been told at Redbrow
what my suspicions were at the time of
Raymond's death, and If those sus
picions were, after all, totally false
ones, I can not blame Basil for any
thing ho might aay or do!” Sylvia
gasped, excitedly. "I heard *ome of his
words from the corridor when X woke
up, and If they meant anything they
certainly pointed to hi* Innocence.
"Even to you, Carl, I’ve never admit
ted that 1 entertained this terrible sus
picion ns to Basil. I've kept It to my
self, and the anxiety and suspense have
worn me out! I can not endure the
doubt one moment longer. I must sec
Bnall—I must know at once what he
ha* to say and why he has rushed over
here In such an excited state.”
8he moved quickly toward the doer
as If she was about to carry out her
Intention that Instant, but Carl Mueller
seized her and forcibly held her back.
"No, no, Sylvia! You shall not go to
hint. I say you shall not!" His voice
rang forth shrilly. "The man Is bent
on ruining our happiness. If he can.
Jealousy—insane jealousy—and a spirit
of revenge have prompted his visit here
this evening.
••He love* you still, and, naturally, he
loathes me, and he Is determined to
stop at nothing to destroy me! Hh ba
rn a<l e a statement Just now which Is
absolutely false—a deliberate, coward
ly lie!
"He declares that he saw me In the
wood—close to the door of the paint
ing room—on that dreadful night:
While, as a matter of fact, I was laid up
here, suffering from my sprained foot,
at that Identical time."
"Hush! hush! What aound was
that?" Sylvia Interrupted, suddenly,
glancing In the direction of the shad
owed lounge. "There It Is again—Ah.
A startled cry broke from her Up*-
She dragged the armchair aalde, and
rushed across the room to the lounge.
The sound that had atartled her was
a hoarse, choking gaap, ending In a
kind of gurgle; and that It had come
from Ruth’s bed she could not have any
doubt whatever.
"Ruth! Ruth!” she screamed, ns m
the bright firelight she beheld Ruin»
face—no longer white, no longer deatn-
llke, but suddenly quivering with nm
consciousness, the lips parted, the hol
low. black eyes wide open and flxw.
with a look of horror In them, upon
Carl Mueller's ashen countenance.
The man had recoiled, with a sup
pressed cry of amazement and dismay-
He wns staring helplessly at Ru* 11
Pritchard, too stunned to thing cohe
rently, and for a moment or two tnsj
hideous stare continued, ss If
was transfixed by the other’s gaze al j
held powerless with a kind of gha. tty
mesmerism. _ ,
"Ruth. Ruth, do rou know me. ■>>•
via cried, as she laid her hand ul
Ruth's face nnd found that the P*' r
ration hnd broken forth In great b.aus
upon the girl's cheeks and foreheao_
Continued in Monday's Georoiajw