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The Mood Of a Maid. By CECILY ALLEN. CopyrlKhtod. 1901, by Associated Literary Press. The girl leaned forward after scan ning the I'Wd in lsth directions und touched the chnulTeur’a arm. The £rent crimson c:ir cnme to a punting, deliberate standstill. The Ctrl did not wait for the chauf feur to help her, hut sprang lightly to the road and vanished into the wood land on the right. 1 lit* chauffeur turn ed the car as if his thoughts were ton rentrated on the necessity of making the smallest possible turn in time of Safety, in order to he prepared In time of emergency. And then the great crim son car shot hack in the direction from whence II had come Safely scrs*ued by the underbrush, ilie gill found a clearing in the wood land and sal down on a moss grown log. Deftly she unwound the swath lugs of chiffon from her hat. haring ii face delicate and sensitive as Ihe anemones opening at her feet. She drew off her gloves and felt of the velvety moss on the old log. then stooped to gather flowers. Finally, with the blossoms forgotten In her lap, she leaned forward, her elbows on her knees, her chin propped in the palina of her hands, watching the woodland life around her. t’hlpimiuks and squirrels scampered along Ih<* edge of the clearing. \\ here the sun shone upon a tangle of fern and jack In the pulpit two robins perched pertly on dry twigs and dis cussed (lie troubles of May moving day. From the shadows of the wood lieyond came the persistent hammering of a wood|ecker. Heyoml the screen of underbrush au tomobiles and smart turnouts spun on toward the race track, where the world of fashion was foregathering. An hour passed, and then at the distant wall of a peculiar siren whistle the girl sprang to her feet, dropped her lapful of flow ers ami ran to the roadside. Bearing down upon her was a crim son ear, twin of the one which had dropped her so unceremoniously an hour earlier. But the resemblance stopped with the car. The chauffeur in the tirst ear had worn a spick span uniform in tan color from the tips of his highly polish ed iHKits to the crown of his heavy red cap. Tbe man In this car wore a dis rcputtihlc looking storm coat of Eng lish cloth, a shabby visor cap and a pair of goggles which had certainly seen more prosperous days. He was scorching along at a fine pace. Hut the girl calmly stepped to the edge of the road and waved a de taining hand a hare baud at that. The machine slowed down, and the man made preparations to descend, as became one hailed by a maiden in dis tress Hut again the girl raised a de taining hand. “My car met with an accident I thought perhaps I am very anxious to reach Dalton this afternoon. Perhaps you were going that way. Would you give me a lift?" She looked up eagerly into his star tled face. Then the man coughed dis creetly, swallowed a smile and sprang from the machine. “I was or thought 1 was—going ;o the rnees, hut 1 am sure it will be much more pleasant at—er— was it Dal ton you said?” The mail’s accent was English. The admirallou in his eyes was the sort ♦Hiat knows uo nationality. The girl tdushed beneath It and sprung Into the -car before the astonished man could assist her. For a few miuutes the car ran on iu silence. Then the girl spoke abruptly. “Let us take this crossroad. Then n mile farther we will strike the old Dalton turnpike There we will not meet”— k “1 understand," he interrupted gra ve 'ly. And the great car swerved into the crossroad, running through a stretch of woodlaud. Again the girl seemed pluuged in Hut jit last the man remark ed jhit, lamely: t “Perfect day, isn’t it?" t looked up at him shyly, ller eyes" were soft and luminous. “Oh, I have had the most beautiful hour there in the woods. I’ve never seen anything half so wonderful as those little creatures doing just as they pleased. Just as soon as the birds tiled of one tree or bush or fern they flew off to another. They did not mind me nor each other. Just think of being like that all your life!” The man looked at her curiously, as if she were anew specimen of the genus feminine and entirely worthy of deep study. “It is all so different from what 1 ve been used to. 1 wake up know ing that Marie will be right there with uiy chocolate. And then will come cards and mall and flowers and Aunt Mar garet. Of course Aunt Margaret is a dear, hut ten years of doing things ..jrJelit under Aunt Margaret’s eyes are ' • ‘Tain qulto sure It must be a terrible bore.” replied tlie man gravely. “And then seeing the shine people everywhere you go and being quite sure that you will see no one that Aunt Margaret has not seen first.” The man bit his lip at this naive con fession. “Do you know,” said the girl, waxing confidential as the car lazed along over the tree hung road. "I’ve always dreamed of having a man come to my rescue Just like this-a man I had never known—a man quite different from any of the men I have ever met”— She paused, and the man at her side studied tier with grave eyes. “Now, there wms Bessie Stewart— she married Jack Coghlan. They’d gone to kindergarten and dancing school together. And then she’d gone to all his college ‘proms’ and the same cotillons. Why. it was Just like marry ing someone who had lived In your own family always. “And now they're bored to death with each other. They had a honey moon at Monte Carlo, where they had been the year before on the Borden ,Tones yacht, and they came back to tiie same old round of teas and dinners and dances. There was no romance In that." The man shook his head. "But Harriet, one of our parlor maids, married a miner way out west. She met him by answering an adver tisement in a matrimonial paper. He came east after her, and she wrote Marie that they were awfully happy. Ho had never beaten her once.” The man flung back his head and laughed, and the girl laughed with him. Then suddenly she clutched his sleeve. “You’ve passed the Dalton turnpike, and 1 must be at Stoneywold for lunch.” "We are not going to Dalton,” said the man calmly. “I’ve been out this way before. .lust two miles beyond we will cross the state line.” “But why? Ob, I must go on to Stoneywold.” The man Ignored the remark. “And across the state line, I under stand, there Is no need of a license.” “Oh!” said the girl very softly, and the great car stopped beneath the arch of freshly leaved trees. He flung nside his heavy driving gloves nnd took the delicate, sensitive face of the girl between his two hands. “Will you, dearest?” Her eyes stopped dancing and turned wondrous tender. “Oh, I hoped you’d understand, but I did not dream”— “Will you, dearest?” persisted the man. She lowered her long lashes over the eyes Into which he tried so hard to i gaze. Later she murmured from the j shelter of his arms: “But 1 want to tell you the truth, Lester. I never loved you till just this minute. And I had made up my mind that if you did not understand I would just”— He threw r on the power. “Let us gel across the line quick be fore you change your mind again.” Hiram Manning, justice of the pence in the —th district, plucked at. his beard and regarded the couple doubt fully. “I’d like t' oblige you, but this ain’t no Gretna Green, an’—well, I don’t mind toll in’ you that the girl looks un der age.” “But I am not,” protested the girl. "I am twenty.” “Not castin’ no reflections, ma’am, but Pd like some proof— The girl and the man looked at each other; then the girl’s troubled glance traveled to the table, and a smile brightened her face. “Isn't that proof enough that my family are willing?” She held tbe paper toward the jus tice with the face of a girl peering straight from the printed page. The justice looked from the picture to the girl, and Iris face alternately flushed and paled. “Gosh all hemlocks, you’re Banker Ciaflln's girl, and be—he’s”— “Yes,” said the girl, her eyes danc lug. "He is Lord Granraton. But, in deed. he's very nice in spite of the fact,” she added as Justice of the Peace Manning continued to stare in credulously at the man’s slim figure in its disreputable motoring apparel. “You wait a bit. I’ll l>e right back," said the justice, w ith sudden accession of spirit, and he started for the door. The girl and man sprang after him. “You are not going to telephone—te town to those wretched reporters. Please, please, 'et us l>e married quite alone, with just some of your family for witnesses,” cried the girl. “Yes." added the man nervously. "We've just run away from ail that sort of thing -piif.e, don't you know. Please let ns get away quietly. Don't telephone. I h-g of you.” “Telephone nothin’." exclaimed the Justice heartily. “I’m just goln’ to put en my Sunday suit. Never expect to marry a millionaire’s girl and a lord again in my time.” Economy Begins at Home. “1 hear you're teaching your son to play draw poker. Do you think that wise ?” “Certainly. He’s bound to learn from someone. If he learns from me it Veeps the money in the family.”—New A ROMANCE OF STEEL The Rise of a Great Industry and Enormous Fortunes. KELLY AND THE AIR BLAST. The Flash of Genius Which Provided the World With a New Metal —Rob- ert Mashet’s Device—Captain Bill Jones and Andrew Carnegie. As late as the middle of the last cen tury cheap steel was unknown. It was then sold at 25 cents a pound The railroads were using Iron rails which wore out In less than two years, and the total output of iron and steel in a year was less than is now made in four days. Then came to William Kelly, a Pitts burg Irish-Amerlcan. that flash of gen ius which provided the world with a new metal, something as strong as steel and as cheap as iron. Kelly was an iron maker and needed charcoal. In time all the wood near his furnaces was burned, anti the near est available source of supply was seven miles distant. To cart his char coal seven miles meant bankruptcy un less lie could Invent a way to save fuel. One day he was sitting in front of the “finery tire” when he suddenly sprang to his feet, with a shout, nnd rushed t<> the furnace. At one edge he saw a white hot spot in the yellow mass of molten metal. The iron at this spot was Incandescent. It was almost gas eous. Yet there was no charcoal nothing but the steady blast of air. Like n flash the idea leaped Into his excited brain—there was no need of charcoal; air alone for fuel. But people suid he was crazy when Kelly asserted that pig Iron could be changed into malleable iron by the air blast, for every iron maker believed in those days that cold air would chill hot iron. “Some crank will be trying to burn ice next.” said one manufactur er, and Kelly, through lack of means, could not turn his idea into the suc cess he deserved. Then, seven years later, came Besse mer. who made the new process a com mercial success by the invention of his celebrated “converter” and received $10,000,000, worldwide fame and a knighthood as his reward. Kelly re ceived $500,000 and comparative obliv ion, although his idea was the nu cleus of the Bessemer process by which iron is purified from carbon by the direct introduction of oxygen, for when Bessemer applied for and ob tained a United States patent for his “pneumatic process” Kelly claimed pri ority for his invention, and Ms claim was allowed by the patent office. Another pioneer of the steel trade. Robert F. Mushet. a Scotsman, who hit upon a device for removing a difficulty that baffled Kelly and Bessemer, fared even worse than Kelly, for he lost his patent by failing to pay the necessary fees and in his lajer years was de pendent upon a pension of $1,500 which he received annually from Bessemer. The difficulty which Munset removed ] was this'; _ “The air blast clears the molten metal of carbon and of all Impurities, including sulphur and phosphorus. But a certain quantity of carbon is neces sary to harden the metal into the re quired quality of steel. Instead of endeavoring to stop the process at exactly the right moment, Mushet asked. ‘Why not first burn out all the carbon and then pour back the exact quantity that you need?’ This was a simple device, but no one had thought of it before.” The man who took the invention of Kelly and Bessemer into his hands, de veloped it into one of the wonders of the world and made the Carnegie mil lions was Captain William R. Jones - Bill Jones, as he w’as known—who seemed to live with the sole desire jof toppling over the idea that England owned the steel trade. He could have been ft millionaire many times over, but he cared little for money. When he was offered a partnership he re plied: “No. Mr. Carnegie. I don’t know any thing about business, and I don’t want to be bothered with it. I’ve got trouble enough here in these works. I’ll tell you what you can do"—these were his exact words—“you can give me a thundering big salary.” “After this, captain.” replied Car negie, "you shall have the salary of the president of the United States—s2s.- 000.” The famous scrap heap policy was originated by Jones. He did not be lieve in waiting until his machinery was worn out. The moment that au Improvement was invented old ma ehintry was dragged to the scrap heap and ihe latest devices put in its place. Fie made the shareholders gasp on sev eral occasions by asking permission to smash up $500,000 worth of machinery that was as good as new. but outgrown. Jones died, as lie had lived, in the midst of an industrial battle nt the head of his men. He was killed in an accident in the company’s works. “Car negie. looking upon poor Jones as he lay in the hospital, sobbed like a child.” —“The Romance of Steel,” by Herbert N. Cassoc. ’ BETTER DO IT NOW? Too late for Fire Insurance after it burns. Too late for Life Insurance after your health is im paired. Make use of opportunity. See us to day. KILGORE & RADFORD; Insurancec Agents , at The Winder Banking Company, PERILOUS SLEEPWALKING. The Tragedy on Which Bellini Wrote His Celebrated Opera. Somnambulists can maintain their footing in the most perilous [daces so long as they remain in a state of som nambulism, but if suddenly awakened they instantly lose their self posses sion and balance. On one occasion a young woman liv ing in Dresden was seen at midnight walking on the edge of the roof of her house. Her family were immediately told of her plight, but were afraid to go near her. The neighbors gathered about the house and placed mattresses and blankets along the street in hopes that they might save her in case she fell. She danced for over an hour on the slanting roof, apparently retaining her balnnce without difficulty, and every now and then she would advance to the edge and bow to the silent crowd standing many feet below her. At last she climbed down on to the wide gutter which ran in front of the window through which she had come, with the evident intention of re-enter ing the house. The crowd watching her so intently drew a sigh of relief. But, unfortunately. h%r terrified rela tives, thinking to assist her. had placed two lighted candles in the room near the window, and as she approached the light fell directly in her eyes. Instantly the shock awakened her. and she swayed back and forth in her perilous position; then, with a frightful scream, she fell headlong to the ground. She was fatally hurt and died in a few hours. It was on this tragedy that Bellini wrote his felebrated opera “La Sonnambula.”—Washington Post. Th* Tragic Loco Weed. The abominable Mexican plant known as the loco weed has the peculiar prop erty of making irrational both men and ixmsts who partake of it. Horses and cattle out on the prairies after grazing upon it go crazy, and a "locoed” pony will perform all kinds of queer antics. It is said that if a man comes under its spell he never regains his senses, the insanity produced by it being incur able. It is said that the loss of mind of the ill fated Carfotta was no doubt due to the fact that some enemy drug ged her with a preparation of loco, al though history has it that she went in sane by reason of her husband's exe cution.- Baltimore American. A Gentle Husband. Woman (to her husband, busily en gaged writing) —My dear, correctly speaking, what is a dentist? Husband (crossly)—Derived from dent, French for teeth, a man who pulls teeth. (Hus band settles down to writing again.) Wife—My dear, you said this morning that linguist was derived from the Lat in lingua, a tongue. Husband (crossly) —Yes. Wife—Well. dear, is a linguist a man who pulls out tongues? Hus band—No. madam, but I wish he did.— London Answers. The Best Man. “Why is it.” asked the dear girl, “that the bridegroom's attendant Is called the ‘best man?' ” “I suppose it’s because he is the best off,” growled the fussy old bachelor.— Kansas City Newsbook. Considerate Censorship. “Does your father know I love you?" “No. Taps isn’t very well, and we’ve kept it from him.”—Harper’s Weekly. The Wind. 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