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An Elopement. [Copyright, 1908, by American Tress Assso - elation.] “Father,” said little Clarence T.a Hunt, "isu’t mother ever turning back to us?” There was no reply, and in a few mo ments the boy, who had his arms about his fathers neck, felt a con vulsive tremor. “do, father, and bring her. You know where she is. I'm sure.” Still the father did not speak. In stead be hugged his son closely to him. Then suddenly he said: “For your sake, Clarence, I’ll make en effort.” * * * * • • * A lady driven up to her country resi dence in an automobile alighted and Lurried into the house, in the had she was accosted by a tall, intellectual looking man, but with something weak in his expression. “Why, dear, what has kept you? Dinner has been ready half an hour.” “Well, well, must I always be on the minute?” And instead of waiting for the usual kiss she hurried upstairs to lay aside her wraps. “Something wrong again,” he mut tered. "We who defy ttie social code must pay the penalty. But she has always recovered from these moments of remorse. Doubtless she will do so now.” The recovery in this case did not come. Instead a gloom settled over the woman that he could not dispel, though he made every effort. He tried to win her from her melancholy by caresses. She repulsed him. He took her to the opera, to theaters, every where, anywhere, that he could place her in an atmosphere of excitement. She seemed for awhile to be lending herself willingly to the plan, but there was no change In her, and at last she declined to pursue it further. One thing alone she followed of her own choice. Every day an automobile wheeled to the door, and she entered It and sped away for a drive that wan never short and often very long. He was comforted that what could not be produced by other amusements was effected by this. Doubtless the breakneck speed, with an element of danger in it, served to overcome re morse. But he feared that one of the many accidents constantly occurring would happen to her. “Sweetheart,” he said one day after her return from a ride, "do you drive very fast?” “As fast as the machine can be driven.” “Are you not afraid?” “No. Automobile accidents do not malm; they give us oblivion.” He sighed and started to take her in his arms, but she turned away. The next day when she went to ride he told her that he would go with her. He wished to observe If the chauffeur was careful or reckless. She passively consented. He was satisfied with what he saw. There was no careless ness, no reckless speed, but she sat beside him unmoved by any word he spoke to her and apparently uninter ested in her surroundings. She was like a woman of stone. Coming to a broad road stretching straight ahead for several miles, he ordered the chauffeur to increase the speed again and again till the machine was flying like the wind. Still the wo man beside him sat like a statue. He felt for her hand, expecting that, moved by the awful speed at which they were running, she would Involun tarily clutch his. It lay limp in his palm. That was the last ride he ever took with. her. The next afternoon when he came home he was told that she had gone, as usual, In the automobile. When dinner was announced she bad not returned. He waited half an hour, then dined alone. Ills life was becom ing Intolerable. Despairing of re-es tablishing his former relations, he wished that something would occur to break the connection. After dinner he lighted a cigar, but soon threw it away. Noticing an evening paper on a table beside him, he took it up. On the first page there were headlines in large print announcing an automobile accident. Two persons, a man and a woman, were killed. Strange that he experienced a wel come relief. He did not read what followed. He had long lived in dread of something terrible—he know not what—and did not doubt that this horror was what he had feared, or if be doubted be did not dare read on, fearing a con firmation of what he believed. Con science makes cowards of us all, and this man, who had robbed a husband of his wife and a child of his mother, shrank from the dreadful end of what he had done. He sat motionless, his face covered with his hands. A serv ant lighted the lights, but he did not hear. An hour passed, during which no 'sound aroused him, till at last he heard an automobile stop before the house. Starting up, he hurried to the door. A chauffeur, one he had never seen, met him there. “I was told, sir, to bring this mn- The few words told anew story. She uas not dead. She had left him. *••*** A carriage stopped at the door of the house where the brief dialogue which opened the story took place. Clarence I,a Mont, bis eyes big with expectancy, wont to the door. He saw his father hand out a lady. She raised a veil. With a Mild cry the boy sprang into the arms of his mother. Whoever heard of a man disguising himself as a chauffeur and running away with his own uife? HELOISE AMES. A CHINESE STORY. The Way a Mandarin's Wise Wife De cided a Baby Case. Two M’ouieu came before a mandarin in China, each of them protesting that she Mas the mother of a little child they had brought with them. They Mere so eager aud so positive that the mandarin Mas sorely puzzled. He re tired to consult Mith his Mife, Mho Mas a wise and clever woman, whose opinion Mas held iti great repute in the neighborhood. She requested five minutes in which to deliberate. At the end of that time she spoke, “Let the servants catch me a large fish in the river, and let It be brought here alive.” This mos done. “Bring me now the infant,” she said, “but leave the two women in the outer chamber.” This Mas done too. Then the mandarin's wife caused the baby to be undressed and its clothes to be put on the fish. “Carry tlie creature outside now and throw it into the river in the sight of the two uomon.” The servant obeyed her orders, flinging the fish into the Mater, Mhere It rolled about and strug gled, disgusted no doubt by the wrap pings in which it Mas sMaddled. Without a moment's pause one of the women threw 7 herself into the river Mith a shriek. She must save her drowning child. “Without doubt she is the true mother,” she declared, and the mandarin’s wife commanded that she should be rescued and the child given to her. And the mandarin nod ded his head and thought his wdfe the wisest woman in the Flou’ery King dom. Meanwhile the faise woman crept away. She was found out in her Imposture, aud the mandarian’s wife forgot all about her in the occupation of donning the little baby in the best silk she could find in her wardrobe.— Bystander. TRIBUTE TO LABOR. Congressman Sulzer,of New York, said in the house of representatives in advocacy of department of labor: | ‘Mr. Speaker: I shall take advan | tage of this occasion to speak for the j toilers of our country —for the rights j of the men who create the wealth of I the republic, the American working men, who have made us .all that we are and will make us, if we are true ; to our selves, all that we hope to be — j the greatest, the grandest, the freest ! and the most prosperous people the world has ever seen. “No man, in my opinion, can pay j too high a taibute to ‘labor.’ It is the creative force of the material world, the genius of accomplishment ;of the brain and the brawn of the land, the spirit of all progress, and the milestone marking the advance of man. Civilization owesr verthin j to labor —to the constructive toil >r and the creative worker. Labor owes very little to civilization. Mother Earth is labor’s best friend. 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