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Mercury AMO Potash Matte Wrecks, In some cases the external signs of Contagious Blood Poison arc so slight that tne victim is firmly witlnn the grasp of the monster before the true nature of the disease is known. In other cases the blood is quickly filled with this poisonous virus and the swollen glands, mucus patches in the mouth sores on scalp, ulcers on tongue, sore , , . throat, eruptions on skin, copper colored splotches, and falling hair and eyebrows , „ room for doubt, as these are all unmistakable'signs of Contagious Blood Poison. fyiif ( IIPP€ leave no ro escri he mercury and potash as the only cure for Blood Poison. These poisonous mm- ITvi VIII W , .^verv'et made a complete and permanent cure of Contagious Blood Poison. They drive the disease a . r |.i f” 1 ! mo the svstem, cover it up for a while, hut it breaks out again in worse form. These powerful minerals produce mercurial au'd the most offensive sores and ulcers, causing the joints to stiffen and finger nails.to drop off. Mercury and rheumati WTOC ks, not cures, and those who have been dosed with these drugs are never after free from aches and pain, potash J* a;1 entirely different manner, being a purely vegetable remedy; it forces the poison out of the system, and • utloi tearing down, builds up and invigorates the general > liealth. S. S. S. is the only antidote for this specific virus, and therefore the only cure for Contagious Blood Poison. No matter in what stage or how hopeless the case may 8OT@g JhouJh pronounced incurable by the doctors, S. S. S. can be relied upon to make a rapld pe rn mnent ci re. S. S. S. <B not e ^.untried remedy; an experience of nearly fifty years has'proven it a sure and unfailing cure for this disease. It is the t’™,r.qv vegetable blood medicine known. 0,1 L P H t JhW i» MttlWhy St.. Newark. N. J„ says: “ I was afflicted with a terrible Wood disease, which was in at firet, tat llr. it. h. •». Thpcp coon broke out info corse ... .... —rr ...dorod spread all over body. These soon broke out into sores, and it il ever for this. fflicted Before iTaAaVe convinced that the doctors conid do mc’no Eood°I bad^pent a hundred dollars, which was really ‘jgygrf gjjP,, v f 5 s ‘[ - ifef^g^ft^^pyTppeSe^^ T&as S so P o P u entirely well, and £y akin as Send for our Home Treatment Book, which contains valuable information about this disease, with complete directions for self treatment Our medica departineuUb in charge of physicians who have made a life-time ^ “’f^rge what- liesitate to write for anv information or advice wanted. ' ATLANTA GA. All correspondence is held in the most sacred confidence. THE SWIFT SPECIFIC CGi.PA.«Y* A » Tues. Wed. Tburs. Fri. Sat. Sui?. 2 3 • 4 5 6 7 ciln ROBERT HARDY'S SEVEN DAYS, A DREAM -AND ITS COBrSEQ,DEWCES. BY REV. CHARLES M. SHELDON, Author of "In His Suva" "The Crucifixion of Philip Strong“Malax* Kirk," Etc. [Copyright, 1900, by Advanoe Publishing Go.] Tues. 2 Wed. Tljurs. Fri. 3 4 5 .)aim's took the tic.,s more CI1 JiiiiV than Mr. Hardy thought he would. It Was evident lie did not realize all that was meant by it •'Can you love Clara under these con ditions'/” asked Mr. Hardy, looking at James with a sympathy that the young man could not help feeling. ••Yes, sir; more than ever. Why, is she not more in need of it than ever? ••True, but what can you do with a helpless creature like that?” ‘•Cold help us. sir! If she were my wife now and were dependent on me, don't you tliiuk 1 could care for her tenderly, better than any one else In the world?" Mr. Hanly shook his head. ‘‘This is a hard hhnv to me, James. I don’t know just whs! to say yet. But it is possible tlie poor girl may not have to suffer ail that. Let us hope the doctor is uut justified in his supposition. In dued, lie said lie could not tell for cer tain that loss of hearing ami speech would follow, if it does, 1 cannot see how Clara can retain tier reason when she recovers from the shock. James, I helieve you are a good fellow. I have uot forgotten my own courtship. I will uut stand in the way between yon and your love for Clara in anything right and reasonable. I had hoped we might have a good talk together over the matter. This accident has made it impossible for a time at least, hut I confide in you as an honest, true man. We must wait for events to take shape. Meanwhile let us pray God to give us wisdom aiul lead us into the way we need to go.” James Caxton listened to Mr. Hardy with a feeling of astonishment. This was not the Robert nardy be had known all his life; this was a new man. For a moment his own hopes and fears were almost lost sight of in the thought of the great change In the elder man. lit a tumult of feeling he went home after begging Mrs. Hardy to send him word if Clara became worse or if tliere were any service he could render the family. Robert went hack up stairs, where his wife sat by the side of the injured girl. “Mary,” he said, “1 must go down to the shops. You know 1 left word with Wellman to do what he could in the ofHee until 1 could* get down, but this accident has made it imperative that I be there myself. There are details the men cannot attend to. 1 cannot do any more here, and I must do what 1 can for the sufferers. God has been merci ful to us, dear. Our dear ones are spared to us. Oh. when 1 heard Bes sie’s voiee-in that hell's pit it seemed to me God was taking pity on me for the burden I am carrying this week! And if she had been killed 1 do believe I should have gone mad. Bray for me, sweetheart!” And with a kiss and embrace Robert left the house, and even in the sorrow of all her trouble Mrs. Hardy felt a great wave of joy flow through her at the thought of a love come hack to her, and as. she went to- the window and watched the tall, strong figure swing Aft»n the street she almost felt a girl again and wondered if be would turn around and see her there and toss his hat to her as in the old days. Yes; just before he reached the corner where he had to turn he looked back up at the window, saw his wife stand ing tliere and took off bis hat, with a smile, and she waved her hand at him “and colored as when her Robert used to do the same thing while he was courting her. “Two fools!" somebody says. Yes; two children of God who have seen his face and learned what all this life means. He found jnuch to do at the shops. .The accident necessitated special work. It looked to him as if he must be down IB’at was tiic ihasou so many people called Mr. .Ioffes’ prayer meetings dull, because they Were not rushing all the time with sensational or exciting re marks and incidents.. Sir. Jones didn't believe that was what a prayer meet ing was for. and lie planned for it ac cordingly. But this particular evening was an exception. The great railroad accident so near them had stirred tlie entire community to its- sympathetic depths. Several families in Mr. Jones’ church had been sufferers. As if by. tacit consent there was an unusually large gathering at the church, and the subject was of necessity the recent disaster. It was a spontaneous meeting. The minister briefly opened with the ex pressed desire that God would bless the suffering, prepare the dying and comfort the living, anti almost Instant ly a service of prayer began, which was like a flood in its continuous out-, pouring. The people seemed urged by some irresistible feeling to relieve the pent up strain of the day in prayer, and- sneli prayers had not been heard jn that eliurch for many years. A similar scene was Witnessed near the White River Junction railroad dfs-, aster in 1S97 in a church near the acci dent. The entire morning service was given up to prayer, which seemed the only healthy relief to people suffering from an overwhelming horror. It was during the first pause that oc curred that James Caxton opened the door and gave a note to some one In the back seat with a request tlmt it be sent up to Mr. .Tones. He then turned as if to go out, bat' hesitated, came back and blessing thee in this thy week of trial; there all Tiny/ There was almost a pan ic Id the planing rooms. The air was heavy witii the horror of the night be fore. Owing to the wreck there was more need of work in the shops than ever, but along toward- noon Burns came into the office; pulling a long face and asking Mr. Hardy to step across the yard and talk to the men, who had threatened. Burns said, to do mischief if they were not given the afternoon to go down to the scene of . tlie disaster. Mr. nardy, with a sinking heart, rose and followed Burns into the planin; rooms. lie told the foreman to get the men together in the center of the room. They stopped their machines and gath ered in tlie largest open.space between tlie planers, and Mr. nardy addressed thorn; “What do yon want? Burns tells me there is dissatisfaction. Speak out so that we may know what tlie trouble is.” There was an awkward pause. Then one man spoke up: “We think the company ought to give us the day off.” “What for?” asked Mr. Hardy mildly. Under auy other circumstances he would have told the men they might leave for good if they didn’t like the pay and the company, lie had done just that thing twice before, but things were different now. He looked at the men in a new light. He was a new man himself. Besides,/it was impera tive that the work in the shops go on. The company could ill afford to lose the work just at this particular time. All these considerations did uot blind Robert to his obligations as an officer of the company. He was only anxious that no injustice should lie done, so be said, “What for?” mildly and quietly and waited for an answer. Tlie spokesman was not quite ready witb an answer. The directness of the question and the mildness of it also surprised him. Another man spoke up: “gfur friends were in the accident. We want to go see them.” “Very well. How. many men had relatives or friends in' the accident who are injured or killed? Let them step forward.” Tliere was a moment of inaction. Then three men stepped out. Mr. Har- tne- neard. Barns was so enraged r.t the drunk en retort that lie drew back as if to strike the man. when the Norwegian smote the foreman a blow that laid him sprawling in -the iron dust In stantly Mr. Hardy stepped up between the two men before Burns could rise. We have spoken of Robert’s intense slipped into a vacant seat and waited. Mr. Jones received the note, glanced at Its contents and then rose. There was a singular emotion in his voice as lie spoke. “I have just been banded a note from one of our members. Mr. Robert Har dy, with the request that I read It aloud to the church tonight: To You, My Poor Pastor, and You, My Brothers and Sister3 In Christ, I suppose it is known to most of you that Uiree of my chS&ren 'wore on liio train during the cent accident! and two of them escaped witji slight injuries.- Cut my daughter Clara was riously injured hy the shock, and I am at this moment seated by tier side praying that her reason may lie spared and tier possible injuries prove to be within the region ot cure. 1 had planned to be with you tonight. Wgpted to tell the eliorch of the change that have lately experienced. I do not need to tell you that "for the S3 year* that I have been member of the church I have been a member only name, i have seldom appeared In any of the spiritual or devotional services of tlie church. I have often sat in an attitude ol criticism to the best preaching. 1 have been a Iiard man with those in my employ. I have beep eo’.d and even revengeful toward Ollier members. of this church. been a very proud. on-Clirislian. selfish horror of the coarse physical vices. It seemed totally wrong to him that a workman should degrade himself with drink. Besides, he could not tolerate such actious in the shops. He looked the drunken man In the face and said sternly: “You are discharged! I cannot af ford to employ drunken men in these, shops. You may go this instant” The inan leered at Mr. Hardy, raised his arm as If to strike, while the man ager confronted him with a stern look, but before he could do any harm two or three of the men seized him and hustled him back to the other end of the shops, while Burns rose, vowing vengeance. The men went back to their ma chines. ami Mr. Hardy, with an anx ious feeling of heart, went back into tlie office, satisfied that there would be no trouble at the shops for the rest of the day at least. He felt sorry that he had been obliged to discharge Herman; but be felt tlmt he bnd done the right thing. The company could not afford in any way to employ men who were drunkards, especially not just at this time, when it began to be more than plainly hinted that the result of the accident on the -road was due to the partial Intoxication of a track in spector. That accident was a complication in Robert Hardy’s seven days. It was de manding of him precious time that he longed to spend In his family. At one time in the afternoon as he worked at the office'Mr. Hardy was tempted to resign his position and go home, come what might. But, to his credit be It said, even In bis most selfish moments formerly be had been faithful to bis duties at the office. At present no one could take bis place at once. He felt that his duty to the company and to the public demanded ills services at the time of a crisis in railroad matters. So he staid and worked on, praying as lie worked for his dear ones and hoping, as no bad. news came from home, that. Clara was better. He had been to tlie telephone several times and bad two or three short talks with his wife, ami now, as it began to grow dark in the office, just as the lights were turned on, the hell rang again, and Mrs. Ilanly called him up to tell him that the minister, Mr. Jones, had called and wanted to see him about some of the families that were injured in the accident in the foundry room. “Tell Mr. Jones I will try to see him at the meeting tonight.” (In Barton tlie church meeting fell on Wednes day.) “And tell him I will have some thing to give him for what he wants. How is Clara now?” “No change yet. -Will is suffering some front nervousness. He says he had a horrible dream of the accident this afternoon. Bess is about the same. Her escape was a miracle.” “Has George come home yet?” “No. I am getting anxioud about Him. 11 wish you would inquire about him at the Brantleys’ as you come up to supper. “I will-I must leave very soon. This has been a terrible day down here. God keep us. Goodby.” American f. e.~ Beauties, Latest Models. Oil Each -Box. KALAMAZOO COSSET CO. SOLE MANUFACTURERS. SOLD BY AA- C. COBB. j Instantly Mr. Hardy stepped up between the two men before Bums could rise. dy said: “You may go if you want to. Why didn’t you ask for leave off if you wanted it? What reason have you to suppose the company would refuse such a request? Now, what is the trouble with the rest? The company is not in a position to grant a holiday at this particular time, and you know it Come, be fair, men! I can’t shut down the shops all day to let you go and see a railroad wreck. Be reasona ble! 'What do you want?” “We want more pay and freedom from Sunday work,” said a big fellow, the Norwegian who ran the biggest planer in the shop. He bad more than ‘once proved troublesome to Burns, but he was a remarkably intelligent and skillful workman, and the foreman had endured lunch irritation on that ac count. Mr Hardy replied, still speaking pleasantly, “The matter of more pay is one we cannot well discuss here now, but 1 will say to you and all tlie rest that as far as it is iu my power there shall he no more Sunday work de- manded”—“while 1 live,” Mr. Hardy was on tlie point of saying, but he said instead, “of the men in the shops.” “Still, that is not'the question,” re plied tlie man in an insolent tone. Mr. Hardy looked at him more closely and saw that lie had been drinking. Sev eral of the workmen cried out: “Shut up. -Herman! Mr. Hardy be right! We be fools to make row now at iliis timer* A dozen men started for their ma chines to go to work again, while Burns went up and laid his hand on the Norwegian’s arm and said to him roughly: ' . “Quit oft now; You’ve been dipping tlmt heard of yours into a whisky bar- i rel; Better mind your pegs or you get yt ur walking papers.” • “Mind your own, Burns,” replied the I big man heavily. ‘‘You be somethings ! of a beard drinker yourself if you had CHAPTER YIIL Robert finished most of the work, toiling as never in all his life before, and started for home at 0. On the way he made inquiries concerning George, but nobody had seen him since the evening before. When lie reached the house, he found that his wife, utterly worn out, had lain down for a little sleep, and Alice was caring for the pa tients with a calm courage and quiet cheerfulness that revealed the girl’s strong, self reliant character. Clara’s condition had uot changed. She still lay as if sleeping. AUce reported that once in the afternoon she had moved her lips and distinctly called for water. Mr. Hardy and Bess sat down to the supper table by themselves, and Bess again told how she had been saved from even a scratch iu that terrible fall. It was - indeed remarkable that the child did not seem to suffer even from the general .shock and reaction from the disaster. After a brief meal Mr. Hardy went; up stairs to Clara again. His chief anxiety now was for her. He believed that if the doctor's fears were realized she would become insane. It was not possible that a person of her tempera ment and passion could be otherwise in case she should come to consciousness of her condition. As the eveuing wore on Mr. Hardy felt that his duty lay in his own home for that night, and be would have to see his minister so pie other time. He thought of the prayer meeting with regret and sat by the bed of the un conscious girl wondering how it was possible that for all these years gone by he had been so Indifferent to one of the best and most precious opportu nities for growing in spiritual maa- hood. He.heard the hell ring for serv ice, and when it stopped be sat with his facerfn his hands praying. The prayer meeting in Mr. Jones’ church was generally a very quiet af fair. A good many people in the church, especially those who came to the meet ing only occasionally, thought it was stupid. But it was a noticeable fact that those who attended regularly were the ones who did tlie most work in the church and the ones who grew stronger and sweeter iu the Christian life. Tliere was usually no regular sub ject given out. There was very little talking done. From beginning to close it was nearly all prayer. Mr. Jones did not feel afraid of the long pauses, lie believed modern American life to he so full of nervousness aiid hurry that it would not hurt any one to sit still and think a minute or two. In the sight of Cod I have been an altogether ■ortffy meijil-LT of the church of Christ. I do not take any pride to myself in making this confes sion, but I feel that it.is due to you, and some thing tells me I sliall have more peace of mind if speak to you as 1 have lately prayed to God. It is not necessary, neither have 1 -time nor strength, to tell you how 1 have been brought to s, 1 fishness in all its enormity. It is enough if 1 say to you that 1 most sincerely be lieve that I have misunderstood very largely the right meaning of human existence. I want to prav with you and for you- You will let me say this* also, bearing with me, as this may be my last opportunity, to say to j’ou What lies In my heart: Serve the church of Christ, all you who have taken upon you its vows, with enthusiasm ind loyalty. Stand, by the superintendent of the Sunday sJhool. attend this week night service when vou can. making it the most Important serv ice of* the week, and, more than all, live true, simple, loving Christian lives every day. It may seein strange that 1 am preaching like this to you who have probably done your duty far better than 1-ever did, but 1 wish to say what lies deep In my heart to say tonight If there -any young men in the meeting tonight, J want to say to them, become Christians at the core, not in name simpiy, as I have been, and, above all, kneel down every morning, noon and nip’ht and prav (o God to keep you from a selfish life—such a life as 1 have lived—forgetful of church vows, of the rights of the ’working poor, of the brother and sister in Christ. Yes, I would be willing that any young man might say, “O Lord, keep me from living-as selfish and useless and proud a life as Robert Hardy once lived!” For that is the truth. No one but God knows how I have suffered at the thought of the past, how I am suffering at the present moment. 1 pray tliat any who are afflicted at^this present time may find peace in him who bore the world's sorrows in his great heart of love, lf .it were not for my faith in my Saviour at this time, I should be in despair. As it is, 1 am suffering, but Ht is not the suffering which follows an eclipse of hope. I believe in tlie eternal life and in the forgiveness of sins, yea, even such sins as mine have been. Forgive so much about myself. necessary under tlie circumstances. 1 ask your prayers for me as your petitions go up for the afflicted and repentant everywhere. 1 am. your brother in Christ. Robert Hardy. Tin? impression made by the reading of this letter was pro found. The still ness that followed was deathlike. Then one of the oldest men in the room rose and in a prayer of great power prayed for the absent man and thanked God for his guided strength. The prayer was followed by others, and then one and another of the members who bad not been ou really good terms with Mr. Hardy arose and confessed and asked forgiveness. The hearts of the people were-.greatly moved. Mr. Jones, con trary to his usual habit, asked as the meeting drew to a close if tliere were any present who wanted to begin that Christian life at the core of which Mr. Hardy spoke. I see a number here not professing Christians. Are there, any who would like to say that they Vant to become Christians and will try to live the Christ life every day?’* In the pause that followed James Caxton, who had been sitting In the back seat, felt as If some power within and without him were forcing him to his feet. He grasped his chair as if to hold himself down, hut the Holy Spirit whispered to him, “Son, this will be the beginning of a new life to thee.” And so James Caxton arose and said he wanted to be a Christian, and from that moment he dated his strong, con secrated life, a life that bids fair to be come famous in the world yet. and bis action was the beginning of a new life In that church and community; but we cannot dwell bn that in the course of this history. Oh. Robert Hardy, the good God la trying; 1 can’t take plain cod-liver J ; oil. Doctor says, try it, He} might as welt tell me to melt j 1 lard or butter and try to take j | them. It is too rich and} i will upset the stomach. But \ 1 you can take milk or cream, | so you can take Scott’s Emulsion; It is like cream; but will i feed and nourish when cream J will not. Babies and chil-} dren will thrive and grow \ fat on it when their ordinary J food does not nourish them. ( Persons have been Known to gain ( a pound a day when taking ant ounce of Scott’s Emulsion. It gets J the digestive machinery in working J order so that the ordinary food is J properly digested and assimilated, 50c. and ?i.oo, all druggists. SCOTT & BOWNE, Chemists.iNew York. And so James Caxton arose and said he wanted to be a Christian. For was it not thy word that first started this young, tuamy soul to con sider what he owed to Jesus the Christ? To come back to Robert. He had written the note, beginning it just a lit tle after the bell ceased ringing, and as he finished James had enme over to see If he could be of any service. The church was near by, and Mr. Hardy asked him to take the note over. He went over to the church, with the re sult described. He did not come back at once, and Mr. Hardy watched on with Alice. Will slept irregularly, being troubled with his dreams of the accident. Mr3. Hardy woke and begged her husband to lie dowu and get a little rest Ho did so, but was aroused about 10 o’clock by the doctor coming in. He had just finished a visit near by. He saw the light and was anxious, as the case was an extraordinary one. to come in. . He examined Clara's face very keenly and then sat down by the bed for an Instant. After giving certain medicines he found that he was In need of another article, which was at his house. “I will go and get it, doctor. It’s not far, and l think a little fresh air will do me good and help me to remain awake better,” said Robert, He went dowu stairs, and the doctor followed him as he went out into the hall and flung ran his overcoat. Mr. Hardy turned beforo he opened the door; “Doctor, tell me the truth about my girl? What Is her condition?” “It is serious, but more than that I cannot say. There !s_a possibility that by means of a slight operation the dis astrous- consequences of the shock to her eyes may be averted, and it is pos sible that the other results which I hinted may be altogether different. It is not In medical power to decide with certainty.” Bo Mr. Hardy went out into the night with a glimmer of hope In his breast. It was snowing again, and a strong wind was blowing, so he buttoned his big coat close up, drew his hat down over his brows and. leaning forward, walked as rapidly as he could against the wind in the direction of the doe' tor’s house. The streets were almost deserted. The lights art the corners flickered and showed pale through the lamps. As he turned down a narrow street, intending to make a short cut across a park that lay near the doctor’s, he was suddenly seized by three or four young men, and one of them said in a tone which betrayed a drunken debauch: “Hold up your hands and deliver! You’ve got plenty of chink, and we haven’t! So no squalling., or we’ll shoot you for It!” Mr. Hardy was taken completely by surprise. But he was a vigorous, atlf letie man, and his first impulse was to shake himself loose, to knock down two of his assailants next to him and make a run for it. His next glance, however, showed him the nature of the group of young men. They were not professional robbers, hut young men about Town who had been drink ing late and were evidently out on a lark and were holding him up just for fun. Mr. Hardy guessed exactly right What could he do? Two of the young men were known to him. the sons of tlie Brantleys, who were well to do people in Barton. Mr. Hardy’s next impulse was to discover himself to them and beg then to quit such dan gerous fooling and go home. The three other young men were in shadow, and be could not tell them. All this pass ed through his thought with a flash. But before he had time to do anything a police officer sprang out of a door way near by, and the group of youn; men, dropping their hold of Mr. Hardy, fled in different directions. The officer made pursuit and after a short run captured one of tlie young men, whom, after vigorous resistance, he dragged back to where Mr. Hardy stood, exclaiming: “Here’s one of the rascals, sir. 1 heard ’em when they held you up. We’ve been looking for this gang some time now. Just identify this one if he is the one that just now grabbed you, sir.” Under the light of the lamp the po- lieemau dragged the form of his vic tim and roughly struck up his hat. At that instant Mr. Hardy looked into his face and_eried out: “George! Is it you?” And the son replied as he started back: “Father!" The two. looked at each other in sl- leuee. while the snow fell In whirling flakes about them. And this was the end of Robert Har dy’s third day. * CHAPTER IX. Mr. Hardy looked at his son sternly, standing at the little distance off he had recoiled after that first recogni tion of. the boy. It would be difficult to describe his emotions. He had nev er been an affectionate, father to his boys. He had generally given them money when they asked for it and had not questioned them about its use. He was not familiar with his older son’s habits and only within the last few days had be known that he was what the age popularly designates as “fast” He had never made a com panion of his sou. He had uot grown up with him. so that now as lie faced him under the strange circumstances that: had brought them together he was actually at a loss to know what to do or say. The thought that bis son was guilty of a crime which might put him be hind : prison bars did not yet occur to his mind. lie was only conscious of a great longing to get hack home and there have n thorough talk with his hoy in the hope of winning him to bet ter things. But he must say something to George. The police officer stared in wonder after the first startled cry of “Father!” on the part of the young man. but he did not loosen his bold on him. He tool; an extra twist In the eoat collar of his.captive and looked sharply at Mr. Marti* as uineti as to «av_ be your son. but he's my victim, and I mean to keep a good clutch on him.” George was the first to speak: “Father, you know I wouldn't do such a thing really. We were only out for a little Tun. We didn’t know you. of course. We didn’t mean any real harm. We were only fooling.” it was dangerous fooling,” replied his father. He still stood apart from the boy and spoke quietly, but his face was pale, and his heart was wrung with torture for hisTirstborn. Ah, how careless of him he had been! How little companionship the two had had! How very little help the boy bad received from tbe man! Now. believing that only' four more days lay before him to use to the glory of God, Robert Hardy felt the sting of that bitterest of all bitter feelings, use less regret, the regret that does not car ry .vith it any hope of redeeming a self ish past. After his father had spoken George sullenly remained silent. Mr. Hardy bowed his head anti seemed thinking. The officer, who had been waiting for another move ou tlie part of the older -man. said: "Weil, we must be moving on. It’s warmer in the lockup than out here. So come along, young fellow, and do your talking tomorrow morning with the rest of the drunks and disorder lies.” “Stop!” cried Robert Hardy. “This Is my son! Do you understand? What are you going to do?” “Well, governor, that’s a pretty ques tion at this time of day. Do! I'm go ing to jug him for assault with Intent to commit highway robbery. It’s an affair for the ‘pen.’ I can tell you.” “But you heard him say it was all a joke.” “A pretty joke to try to hold a man up on the highway* and demand his money! Oh, no! That’s carrying joke too far. I'm bound to obey or' ders. We’ve been after this gang of young ebaps for a month now.” Blit, officer, you don’t understand! This Is my son!” Well, what of that? Don’t we jug sons every day for some deviltry or other? Do yon suppose you are the only father whose son is going to the devil?” O God, no!” cried Mr. Hardy, with sudden passion. “But this is my older boy. It would kill his mother to have him arrested and put in jail for trying to rob his own father. Yet he was once innocent— What am I saying? He might be now if I had done my duty ” Mr. Hardy confronted the officer with a certain sorrowful dignity which even that hardened defender of the law understood. “Officer. let the boy go. I will answer for it If any blame falls on you for it. 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