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Mwmmm. ■ Il« J Ip? ERD , ,, , i . A Utmenneim , , 1 s r r v w a ii nWtruHen/ A^-JS JT. ► fcg A Si V % by LittU , and ’’Ts "his MYorite author, andT helieve ■That lie has exceedingly grim ideas hs to dueling and fighting gen -vrhlly. He was in prison once for six months at New Orleans for Tcilltog a man who Insulted my mother. Nothing in the world would have convinced him tlmt he had not done a perfectly legitimate ■thing.” ‘'I am expecting to find him quite •an -him interesting study when I know better," Francis pronounced. '“My only fear is that he will count •me an unfriendly person and re fuse to have anything to do with :me.” “I am not at all sure,” she said Indifferently, “that It would not be very much better for you if he did.” “I cannot admit that,” he an swered, smiling. think that our ■ paths in life are too far apart for either of us to influence the other. ■You don’t share his tastes, do .you?” “Which ones?” she asked, after >a moment’s silence. “Well, boxing for one,” he re. piled. “They teU me that he is the greatest living patron of the ring, both here and in America.” “I have never been to a fight to 1 my life,” she confessed. “I hope ’that I never may.” “I can’t go so far as that,’’ he de clared, “but boxing Isn’t altogether one of my hobbies. Can’t we leave your father and his tastes alone for the present? 1 would rather talk about—ourselves. Tell me what you care about most In life?” “Nothing,” dhe answered list- 44 But that is only a phase,” he persisted. “You have had terrible trials, I know, and they must have affected your outlook on life, but you are still young, and while one is young life is always worth hav ing.” .. I thought so once,” she assent ed. “I don’t now.” “But there must be—there win be compensations," he assured her. “I know that just now you are suf fering from the reaction—after all you have gone through. The mem ory of that will pass. “The memory of what I have gone through will never pass,” she answered. There was a moment's intense si lence, a silence pregnant with remi niscent drama. "Please look at me,” he begged, a little abruptly. * She turned her head in some sur prise. Francis was almost hand some In the clear spring sunlight, his face alight with animation, his deep-set gray eyes full of amused yet anxious solicitude, Even as she appreciated these things and became cHmly conscious of his eager interest, her perturbation seemed to grow. « “Well,” she ventured. “Do I look like a person who knew what he was talking about?” he asked. 41 On the whole, I should say- that you did,” she admitted. “Very well, then,” he went on cheerfully, “believe me when I say that the shadow which depresses yon all the time now will pass. I sav this confidently,” he added, his voice softening, “because I hope to be allowed to help. Haven’t you guessed that I am very glad In deed to see yon again?” They had passed through Lans -downe passage and were to the ■ quiet end of Curzon street. “But you must no.t talk to aae Hike that,” she expostulated. “Why not?” he demanded. “W« met under strange and untoward circumstances, but are you so very •different from ot^er women? Will you not accept my friendship?” “It Is impossible," she repUed. “May I be allowed to call *n you?” he went.on doggedly.. “I do not receive visitors,” she answered. T ara sorry," ihe said, “but I can not accept my dismissal like this. I shall appeal to your father. How ever much he may dislike me, he has at least common sense. ■ She ilooked at him with a touch of the ertd horror In her coldly ques tioning eyes. ■ In your way you have been kind to me,” she admitted. Let me I v' % I 0 % j I ~'C V 14? r Vi*** “In Your Way You Hava B**n Kind to Ms,” Shs Admitted. jlom drew a little breath. one knows that I was at Brighton,” he murmured. "I went home directly the bar here dosed,” Jimmy said, In a still dated tone. “I heard nothing about It till the next morning.” "Alibis by the bushel,” Falrftut lMf * hed har 8 h 'y- “ x *** *». 1 was doing that. my I ahow-^every In the one place knows at was never ell “The murder was not committed In the place,” Francis commented calmly.' Fairfax slid off his etool. A spot of color blazed la his pale cheeks, the glass which he was hord ing snapped In his Angers., He seemed suddenly possessed. “I say, what the li—1 are you get ting at?" he cried. “Areyou ac cusing me—or any of us—Victor’s palsr inretum, •give you a word advice Let me heg yotTfo uave nothing whatever to do with my father, in friendship or in enmity. Either might he equally disastrous. Either, in the long run. Is JUkely to cost you dear.” “If that is your opinion of your father, why do you live with him?” he asked. She had become entirely callous again. Her smile, with Its mocking quality, reminded him for a .mo ment at the man whom they were discussing. 14 Because I am a luxury and com fort-loving parasite,” she answered deliberately, “because my father gladly pays my accounts at Lucille and Worth and Reville, because I have never learned to do without things. And please remember this. My father, so far as <1 am con cemed, has no faults. He Is a gen erous and courteous companion. Nvertheless, No. 70 b, Gurzon street is no place for people who desire to lead normal lives. And with that she was gone. Her gesture of dismissal was so com plete and final that he had no cour age for further arguments He had lost her almost as soon as he had found her. • ' CHAPTER VIII V!r;J F OUR men were discussing the verdict at the adj.turned inquest upon Victor Bidlu -e, at Soto’s American bar about a fortnight later. They were Kobert Fairfax, a young actor to musical comedy; Peter .lacks, a cinema producer; Gerald Morse, a dress designer, and Sidney Voss, a musical composer and librettist, all habitues of the place and members of the little cir cle toward which the dead man had seemed, during the last few weeks of his life, to have become attract ed. At the table a short distance away, Francis Ledsam was seated with a cocktail and a dish of al monds before him. He seemed to be studying an evening paper and to be taking but the scantiest no tice of the conversation at the bar. “It just shows," Peter Jacks de clared, “that crime Is the easiest game in the world. Given a reason able amount of Intelligence, and a murderer’s business is about as sim ple as a sandwichman's. M “The police,” Gerald Morse, a paid-faced anemic-looking youth, declared, “rely upon two things, circumstantial evidence and motive. In the present case there is no cir cumstantial evidence, and as to mo tive, poor old Victor was too big a fool to have an enemy in the world." Sidney Voss, who was up for the Sheridan club, and had once been there, glanced respectfully across at Francis. "You ought to know something about crime and criminals, Mr. Led sam,” he said. “Have you any theory about the affair? »» Francis set down the glass from which he had been drinking and, folding up the evening paper, laid It by the side of him. ' "As a matter of fact,” he am swered, “I have.” * The few words, • simply spoken, yet In their way charged with men ace, thrilled through the little room. Fairfax swung round upon his stool, a tall, aggresslvei-looklng youth whose good looks were half eaten up with dissipation. His eyes were unnaturally bright, the cloudy re mains in his glass indicating ab sinthe. “Listen, you fellows 1” he ex claimed. “Mr. Francis Ledsam, the great criminal barrister, is going to solve the mystery of poor old Vic tor’s death for us1” The three other young men all turned around from the bar. Their eyes and whole attention seemed riveted upon Francis. No one seemed to notice the newcomer who passed quietly to a chair In the background, although he was a per son of some note and Interest to all of them. Imperturbable and immac ulate as ever, Sir Timothy Brast smiled amiably upon; the little gath 'ering, summoned a waiter and or dered a dry martini. “I can scarcely promise to do that,” Francis said slowly, his eyes vesting for a second or two upon each of the four faces. “Exact so lutions are a little out.of my line. I dhlnk I can promise ito give you a -Shock, though, If you're strong enough to stand It. *» There was another .of (those curi ously charged silences. The bar tender paused with the cocktail sbaher -still In his hamd. Voss be gan ito beat nervouaijy upon the counter .with his knuefctos. “We can stand anything tout .sus pense,” he declared. “Get «n .with your shock-giving. *» “I believe that the person raqpos slble for the death of Victor Bjid lake Is in this room at the present moment,” Francis declared. Again the silence, curloua, tense and dramatic, little Jimmie, the bar tender who had leaned forward t* listen, stood with his mouth slightly open and the coektnll-shaker which was in his hand leaking drops upon the counter. The first conscious impulse of everybody seemed to be to glance suspiciously around the room. The four young men at the bar, Jimmy and one waiter, Francis and Sir Timothy Brast, were Its only occupants. “I say, you know, that’s a bit thick, isn’t it?” Sidney Voss sum mered St last. “I wasn’t in the place at all, l was to Manchester, bat It’s s bit rough on these other chaps, Victor’s pals.” “I was declared dining st oqffly. the Oafe Bern),” Jacks l _ j-. - ^ Onr Daily Story Selecting the Right Man By MARTHA WILLIAMS “Suppose you bad three wishes, what would you ask for first r David Allen asked, not quite stead ily, with a quickly averted glance at Elinor Ware. “0! I don’t know—let me seel Yes—I do know—wings—and free dom—" Elinor began. David laughed softly: “That’s two-ln-one, right out ihe box,” he Interrupted. “With just one more, you’d never be able to choose what It was." H’m 1 I do hate wet blankets!” Elinor ejaculated with a mutinous grimace. David took her hand. “Wish you’d let me choose for you," he said thickly. ‘‘No need to tell you what my choice would be—" “I accuse no one,” Francis re plied, unperturbed. “You I invited a statement from me and made It” Sir Timothy Brast rose from h!s place and made his way to the end of the counter, next to Fairfax and nearest Francis. He addressed the former. There was an Inscrutable smile npon his lips, his manner Was reassuring. «« Young gentleman," he begged, pray do not disturb yourself. I will answer for It that neither you nor any of yopr friends are the ob ject of Mr. Ledsam’s suspicion. Without a doubt, it Is I to whom h!s somewhat bold statement re fers. They all stared at him, immersed In another crisis, bereft of speech. He tapped a cigarette upon Die counter and lit it. Fairfax, whose glass tmd just been refilled by the bartender, was still ghastly pale, shaking with nervousness and breathing hoarsely. Francis, tense and alert to his chair, watched the speaker, but said nothing. “You see," Sir Timothy continued, addressing himself to the four young men at the bar, “I happen <to have two special aversions in life. One is sweet champagne and the other amateur detectives—their stories, their methods and every thing about them. I chanced to sit upstairs in the restaurant, within hearing of Mr. Ledsam and his friend Mr. Wilmore, the novelist, the other night, and I heard Mr. Ledsam, very much to my chagrin, announce his intention of abandon ing a career in which he has, if he will allow me to say so,"—with a courteous bow to Francis—“at tained considerable distinction, to indulge in the moth-eaten, flamboy ant melodramatic antics of the lesser Sherlock Holmes. I fear that I could not resist the opportunity of joking with him about his new avocation. »» “Really 1 I’m no clairvoyant, El inor said, snatching away her hand. “Better tell me straight out what you’d pick for me—that will show if you understand me the least bit." “Here goes. A husband—six fedt tall—and named D-Davld,” the suitor cried desperately. In re st*™ nor * ' )e#t hahy — “But where’d I find him? You’re the only David 1 know—and un less you marry Nancy Tilly, your mother and the aunts will have art fits.” thali 1 aJmUTto tfhtodS^Di vld gald stoutly, again possessing “Sfif woJtU^y sever* long Chalks 1" Elinor Hung at him. “They set np an Allen as toe good for a Ware. Tell 'em from me straight out, lt*« the other way Every one was listening intently, Including Shop!and. who had just drifted into the room and subsided into a chair near Francis. 14 1 moved my place, therefore. »» Sir Timothy continued, "and I whis pered in Mr. Ledsam's ear some rodomontade to- the effect that If he were planning to be the giant crime-detector of the world. I was by ambition the archorimlnal—or words to that effect. And to give emphasis to my words, SI wound up by prophesying « crime In the im mediate vicinity of the place with in a few hours.” “A sqmewhat significant proph ecy, under the circumstances,” Francis remarked, reaching out for a dish of salted almonds and draw ing them towards him. Sir Timothy shrugged his shoul ders deprecatingly. “I will confess,” be admitted, "that I had not in my mind an af fair of! «*ch dimensions. My hacm less remark, however, has pro duced Cataclysmic effects. The conversation to which I refer took place on the night of -young Bid lake’s murder, and Mr. Ledsam, with mv somewhat, I confess, bom bastic words to his memory, has pitched upon me as the bloodthirsty murderer." “Hold on for a moment, sir,” Pe ter Jacks begged, wiping the perspiration from his forehead. “We’ve got to have another drink quick. Poor old Bobby here looks knocked all of a heap, and I’m kind of jumping myself. Yen'll join ns. sir?” “I thank you," was the courte ous reply. “I do not as a rule in dulge cocktail, to the extent but I ef more than one will recognize the present as an exceptional case. To continue, then,” be went on, after the glasses had bees filled, “I have, during the last few weeks, experienced the ceaseless and lynx eyed watch of Mr. Ledsam and pre sumably his myrmidons. I do not know whether you are all acquaint ed with my name. but In case yon are not, let me introduce myself. I am Sir Timothy Brast, chairman, as I dare say you know, of the United Transvaal Gold Mines, chairman, also, of two of the prin cipal hospitals in London, vice president of the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, a patron of sport In many forpia, a traveler in many countries, and a recipient of the honor* of knight hood from his majesty, in recogni tion of my services for various philanthropic works. These facts, however, have avblled me nothing now that the bungling amateur in vestigator Into crime has pointed the finger of suspicion toward me. My servants and neighbors have alike been plagued to death with cunning questions as to my life and habits. I have been watched in the streets and watched in my noroness amusements, ary simple life has been peered into from every perspective and direction. In short, I am suspect Mr. Ledsam’s terrifying statement m few minutes ago was directed toward me and me only." There were murmurs of sympa d»y from the four young men, who each in his own fashion appeared to derive consolation from Sir Timothy’s frank and somewhat caustic statement. Francis, who had listened unmoved to this flow of words, glanced towards the door behind which dark figures seemed to be looming. ‘That is all yon have to say, Sir Timothy?" he asked politely. “For the present yes,” was the guarded reply. “I trust that I have succeeded to setting these young gentlemen’s minds at ease." “.There to one of 4hem.” Francis (Tq bi continued) 'Quitman, Ga., Oct. 80.—Imme diate steps for the removal of Mrs. Bertha Card, head nurse in the infirmary of the Soldiers’ home at Atlanta, and the ap pointment of a committee, author ized to exercise every effort to right conditions, declared deplor able in resolutions, were author ized in committee appointments yesterday afternoon at the thir tieth annual convention of the Georgia division, Daughters of the Confederacy. A resolution calling for the re moval of Captain W. E. McAUis ter superintendent, was voted • down. Committees will bring the mat ters to the attention of the boarrd 0 f trustees of the institution and ’"sisi .. .. on immediate . ... aciton. .. Mrs. Perdue Sptaks. 171 an ^passioned address, Mrs. John A. Perdue, member of the ho * rd of trustees of the home ’ who made the report of the home, pleadea ,^ d Wltn ith th tnc a8gemb aasemDly i v to 10 take WKe immediate steps in order -that “never again shall the sick and , subjected the dying be to care \ e8S attention of a sleeping and sometimes drunken negro convict, -* she ur(?ed that the body see . that the heroes of the old south “die between clean sheets with ‘iHoney—no matter .. what . , the 4 . name Is, nobody In the world Isn’t qulte good enough for you.” Da vld answered humbly. are—fellowl “But there may desehviPyou be—yes, there who less than I do If ever one such took you away from me_well, I’d have to kill him_ that’s fiat." A prophetic speech, maybe—for Inside a month the unexpected hap pened—to the concrete form of Joe Lachlln, nephew and next heir to the richest citizen of Broome conn ty. personable young fellow, good to look at, open handed, open hearted, but not quite at his ease. He came, saw, was conquered by Elinor—which was quite the usual thing. The unusual thing was she fell for him, nearly as hard. They had a whirlwind courtship—Inside six weeks the wedding was lmml nent, frocks all made, cakes baked ready for the leing—and Madame Allen and her sisters, the Miss Grimballs, easy in their minds to David—for the first time since he began shaving. In spite of Joy in his delveranee they were a little sorry for him. He surely did take it hard—this losing of Elinor. Yet that did net make him unjust to his victorious rival—he went so far ns to say to Elinor: “It’s mighty poor comfort—but all I’ve got— that It took a better man to beat me.” Which hurt her much worse than’ any scorn or railing, could have done—Indeed, when David was out of hearing she sobbed as though her heart would break. Time ambling withal brought the day before the wedding. In the dawn of It the brftlggeoeai expect ant burst In upon Dmrid, lifeless and sullen of aspect, saying dully: “David—unless you’ll help me, I’m bound to kill myself. Here’S the whole story. I came here, the craziest fool ever—all because of - throats cooled , , , by water that J is theirs for the asking. Deplorable Conditions, Mrs. Perdue dealt with condi tl0ns .. whlch she termed . . as deplor- , , able in this infirmary, saying that the .... s,ck and , , helpless . . were often left to the mercy of convicts, who are detailed to service at the home, Practically the entire afternoon session was devoted to thrashing out the exact method of procedure the division will employ in seek s ing to better treatment being given helpless heroes, who once wore a uniform and fought for a cause revered by the whole south land. Women Cry. Tears rolled down the cheeks of the women who pleaded that re lief be sought from conditions in excusable even in a convict camp. Not only was sorrow, grief and horror registered from the im mense gathering present, but ac tion, instant and vigorous, was de manded. " ' V.; ' a girl The only girl—you under stand.Never can be another—not slurring Elinor. But—we had quae reled—she sent back my ring next thing I knew she was flash ing another fellow’s—and he giv ing me the laugh up and down the country. Goto’ to marry Lucy— that was her name—right out of hand—and take’ her to Europe, maybe all around the world. She had money, you see—as much as I’ll ever have—and he made out he didn’t give a thought to anything but her. Of course he lied—he was sharper, and a thief. He got round her mother, and wheedled away ail her Liberty bonds, with a tale of making ’em pay her double interest—and then he persuaded the poor lady to let him have 'Lucy’s share, too—so he could double It for his weddin’ pres ent to his bride. If only I’d stood by, that wouldn’t ever happened, no matter what else did—but I acted the coward, and gave him ht« chance. Reckon you can guess how he used It—ran away with all the money—‘to nobody knows wnere. And OLucy wrote—the let ter came last night—I can’t talk about ft—only this—she hasn't got hardly a dollar left—and she don’t want anything In the world—but sight of a big lummox—named me.” David eat spellbound, staring hard through the recital. Be whistled his keenest at the end. stopping suddenly to say: "1 see.” went on mleerahly: "All I see ts—hangin’s too good for me —messto’ up things this way for two of the finest glide livin’. Now yon ttell me what to do. Shall I keep on with Miss Elinor?—” “Not by a jugful” David broke! in stormlly. “Don't yen see what an insult you'd offer her marryln' her, when you love another girt?" “You'll do no such thing," David said sternly. “We’ll go together to see Elinor—and tell her every thing.” When Elinor knew everything, she laughed heartily, saying as she held out a hand to each. “This 1* surely providential—there’ll be a wedding just the same—only David will be my bridegroom—and the right man in the right place. • • Carried unanimously by a vote of the three happiest young peo ple alive. (Cowrlflit) Combining a stove, ice box, drawers, tables and shelves, a newly invented kitchen cabinet shuts up like a chiffonier. ? Certainly In ly every Mi »y ler,” an onl to « Is Invariably I out to tremely stupid ft told lowing is a typical «*a as by Wblt Cunllffe: Two tacklera, dressed In their Sunday best, met to the street, and> one remarked to the other: 44 •Why, Bill, how nice yonr suit looks. You only had It new the same time as mine and look how mine has gone out of shape.* ” 'Well,’ remarked BUI, •yon should do the same as I do; get one of them coat hangers.’ “His friend’s face hrlghtened and he departed full of glee. They met again some time later. "•Well,’ said Bill, ‘did you get that coat hanger I told you about T *4 • Yes,’ replied the other, 'but the blooming thtng made my shoulder! soreJI , M The Wonderful Baby "Now, then, ladles and gents." shouted the rosy-faced showman, “walk up an* see the most won derful baby on earth 1 The charge for admission Is only sixpence. Walk up! Walk up!” 1 A good muny people responded to the Invitation, and when the place was Mil the showman bronghi for ward a very ordinary baby Indeed In all respects. “What Is there wonderful about it?” asked one of the disgusted au dience of the showman. Tve seen thousands of babies like it” H Well," said the showman, get ting near an aperture In the booth, “all I can say Is that Its mother says It’s the most wonderful baby on earth, an’ If she doesn’t know who does? You’ll have to take the lady’s word for it 1" he yelled as he dodged an empty bottle and disap peared from view.—London Tit-Bits. k* _ . . _ Cleveland on the Cow ■" Grover Cleveland's composition on the cow, written when he was a small boy to school, follows: “The cow is very useful if It were not for the cow w* could not have no milk to put to our coffee and tea. •l Every part of the cow Is use ful; the skin Is tanned Into leather and boots are made of It The flesh Is good for food and Is called beef; their horns are made Into buttons. Of milk butter and cheese Is made. 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