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By BERTRAND BABCOCK.
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AnU "aid breaihlessb. “tell me <
'Zru- Ihm ">at man hinted-almost
J''7n'rn"i a ßranca»ter; ‘Tve
hot plunged, *«**• tiU_
' '.MJ'. doing that." >
. 'be girl, ‘you were confirming
A, people said about you?
er »ni of difficulties- 1
never to bet again—to J
'‘MtbTll'm heart,” sal.! Brancaster ;
■ said Lady Diana. ‘“The
X her trial and come out.;
, ~,,b,rs. Grandad says he s
' J, I, I horse in his stables—
’.G-tlt smiting .an stand against her
isand. Couldn t you
BU- there was rm need tor het to finish
... ier exclaimed Brancaster ex-
1 ~v ' . f,, r every shilling I’m 1
Z 1 in.l find means to tight the ene
. , ~.l n p< victory—and you.
Voice al the other end of the room
pc'"sG'Gly Diana, pointing, her
...moving a strong suggestion to <
Brancaster.
Backing The Whip.
I W am Lord Clanmore,” sput
,' K ,. lb ‘ I'm Joe Kelly. I'm known
.. ..... ... I am. 1 can buy the ring
if , wan t to make the big
. r; earth bet thousands—to
flvers “ His last words were dt
......1Pu a' Lord Brancaster.
|... m aster and Lady Diana smiled hap-
> . I daren't lay me the odds in tholl-
Ul .is ' suggtsted the young man.
•'lraren’t 1 ‘ returned Kelly, scornful
, To anything you fancy.”
• .1.. Guineas?'' said Braneaster.
1, jp. favorite to ten thousand,”
..limited Kelly.
II a,i w..rds and the reputation for
.. . rin ... 1...rd Brancaster drew a crowd
~ ..... win. a seemed to spring from all
I ■. a. , and pressed closely about the
t, principals. <>n its outskirts Lady
Irani', watched the two.
■\. p ’ arned Braneaster to Kelly's
~ifer "it the favorite.
Black Eagle?" suggested the book
maker
■■X •» I »t* t.
“Raynanlo?” came from Kelly,
good,” said Bran cast er.
•Black Diamond,” countered Kelly.
r>,< field.’ Brancaster offered.
V > said Kelly instantly: “bar that
lot -twendes-
••Twenn thousand to one,” said Bran
etc :••>-. while the crowd all but cheered.
• Yes,' returned Kelly shortly.
Twice," flaunted Brancaster.
“Three times,” defied Kelly.
••Dune answered Brancaster, in his
turn.
X.tnjv > our horse," shouted
Kelly.
‘The Whip." exclaimed Brancaster, all
but shouting.
CHAPTER XIII.
Sartoris Receives His Orders.
’’aptain Greville Sartoris had eaten a
lone l-ui excellent dinner in his cham
ber.-. wm a his man announced the Rev.
V.*i..t-r Hti.-lam. The captain, busy with
’’s . offee i.er« ■ iator. directed that he be
shown in.
\ moment later Haslam, with pallid
1 jf-kr. fairly bolted into the room.
They’re after me after me!” he pant->
*•'. iiis hands and knees trembling.
"Who fit- demanded Lady Diana’s
ousin sardonically.
“Detectives,” returned the trembling
nar >i the robe. “Ever since the Bran-
i <ase began I've been haunted,
■’iitHro i m dogged by (hem. I can’t go
* Little Bobbie’s Pa *
By William F. Kirk
12) A. 1 sed last nite, what is a good
nizness wen 1 glow up. lam be
ginning tor to think about it. I
I’a. &. it seemed to me that 1
" ask you, beekaus you are so
ni. mild r A wiser than ! am.
iou cud not have cum to a better
c ■ >c,i Pa. what do you think that
>ou would like to be?
1 wasn't quite sure,” [ toald Pa.
1 thought 1 wud like to be a horse
■ like Mister George Gareson, the
i that never traded horses while he
■ tossing a stream, and then I
■i I wud like to be a engineer on
i rain, like Jimmie Gadwood, all the
’ !l >" keening my eye on the track &my
liana on the throttle.
'"d Pa, it all depends. The
■ 1 got successful is beekaus 1
o k'. Mere ehanst put me whare
1 am, s, d pa
? *.’ u .n.umie a lot, sed Ma. t doant
■link mete ehanst had a whole lot to do
nth making you successful, if, indeed,
1 Put yurself in the catalogue
S a successful man.
*' lX| ht 1 succeeded? asked Pa.
l ou have succeeded in doing a lot of
‘kg 1 - that >ou always wanted to do &
i.u hubtuly else wanted you to do, sed
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breast of it.”
“Confession won’t help you. Shut up,
and jail’s a bare possibility. Own up, and
it's a dead certainty,” said Sartoris,
drinking his coffee.
The other put a trembling hand to his
forehead.
"The witness box,” he wavered. "I
daren't. I can't faeo it—l can't. I can't.”
His voice, almost rose to a shriek.
If >ou an really followed by detec
tives—” begun the captain.
Taking Care of Haslam.
lam —I am! I swear it!” asserted the
rector.
Then we must do something to throw
them off the track,” went on the cap
tain. I<or you're just In the jumpy sort
of state to blab everything. We must get
you out of the country, if necessary."
If I could only get out of London," said
Haslam. "I'd like to go to North York
shire. I know the country better.”
"Pretty near to Falconhurst,” said Sat-,
toris.
But the other was eager to go.
"All the better.” said he. “It’s the last
place they'll think of looking for me. But
I have no money."
Well. I'll let you have a ten-pound
note—you can catch a train from Kings
Cross tonight -and dodge about the coun
try until you feel safe—and wire me
where you are.”
Sartoris lent the weakling a coat and
cap of a decided sporting cast as a dis
guise, and had his servant show him
out the back way.
Then he settled down to a leisurely en
joyment of his coffee. His man returned
in a tew minutes, however, with the in
formation that the "young woman front
Falconhurst wanted to see him." He was
inclined to dodge Myrtle, but thinking that
she might have a bit of stable informa
tion, ordered that she be admitted.
The thought that she might really be
able to help him get a bit of readv money
made Sartoris so gracious toward the sis
ter of the jockey that he took her into
his arms.
“Ah, Myrtle, my dear little girl.” he
said.
“You are glad to see me, Greville?" she
asked tenderly.
“Os course,” returned Sartoris, “but
have you nothing to tell me? You know
I’m devilishly hard up, and a little tip.”
“My Brother Knows All.**
“I have something to tell you,” she be
gan.
“About the horses?” he asked eagerly.
“About myself,” she said. “My broth
er—Harry—knows how it is with me. He
follows me everywhere."
“If he comes here —young cub,” blus
tered Sartoris.
“Don’t call him that,” remonstrated the
jockey’s sister. “He knows because he
loves me. He’s read it in my face. Oh.
Greville, keep your promise to me and
make me your wife before it is too late.”
“My dear Myrtle,” he protested, “I'm
a beggar. I can’t keep myself."
“Is that all? Is it only money?”
“If I were a rich man I’d marry you to
morrow.
“Then—then—if 1 show you away to
become rich," she said eagerly.
At his quick exclamation she went on:
“I swore that I'd never tell you an
other stable secret —but to make you rich
—to marry me—yesterday they tried The
Whip.”
“With what?” he asked tersely, his sta
ble sense alert.
“Silver Shoe,” said the girl.
He whistles.
Back the Whip.”
"Thai would tell them,” he said. “She’s
a flyer."
“The Whip won—pulling double—by
twenty lengths—back her,” the girl ad
vised.
“Twenty to one! It’s a fortune," ex
claimed Sartoris.
“But do it at once,” the girl continued.
•’1 heard his lordship tell Harry he meant
to do the touts this time—that he would
tell the world himself directly the horse
started for Newmarket.”
"When's that?”
Continued In Next Issue.
time that a Scotchman has his own way
N- steps on a lot of other peepul’s corns
in having bis way, he beegins to talk
about bls success.
Well, sed Pa, let that part of the con
versashun drop. Bobbie, if you want
my good, sound advice, it is this: Jest
keep on going to skool & reeding the
papers. Go to skool to find out what
the wise men Icrned, & reed the papers
to find out how few reely wise men
thare are.
It is this way, Bobbie, Pa, sed. Wile
you are a littel boy, & I wish you cud
always stay littel. but you cant, I wish
you wud fergit about carving out yure
career. The average yung man flint
talks at skool about curving out his
car eer winds up carving free lunch in a
case. Pa sed.
Well. Mister Socrates, sed Ma to Pa.
how did you act yurself. wen you was
a littel boy?
1 newer talked about myself or what
I was going to be wen T grew up, Pa
- sed. Like nil reely grate men, 1 always
held a lot In reserve.
Jest then the door opened & a frenti
’ of Pa’s cairn in. He was a man that
had known Pa wen they was littel kid*
togetln
Good eevniug. Mister Darby. I sen.
I My father wont tell me what I am going
to do wen J grow up- He sed that I
I shuddent be thinking about It. & he s, ,
that wen he was a littel Boy he nevvet
planned on what he was going to be
wen he grew up.
My deer littel Bobbie, sed Mister
Darby, yure father has croup oi sum
thing else the matter with his memory.
Wen he was about yure age he used to
tell me that he wanted to be a elevator
> man wen he grew up. * In- sed also that
if he end git a job tiring on a engine
that bullied wood he wud be happy. &
he thought he wud make a good clown
wen he grew up.
Well, sed Ma, he is a clown all rite,
eeven if he dident grow up. 1 guess
Bobbie can take cate of hisself. H<
dosei.l need any advice from hl- papa.
Maybe Ma is rite, but I guess I will
i Ibsen to Pa until 1 git old cituff to
know tnoar than he knows
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ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN * By Beatrice Fairfax I
HE IS SELFISH.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am 17 and have been going with
a young man for six months. 1
am greatly in love with him.
He has been going with other
girls lately, and still wants to keep
company with me.
He has often said be loves me.
and when I am witli other friends
he dislikes it and tells me about
it. BURNIt'E.
He retains for himself the privilege of
going with other girls, and denies to
you the privilege of going with other
boys. He is too selfish to be worth
your love, and you are really too young
to know’ what love is.
ARE YOU FOOLISHLY JEALOUS?
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am seventeen and am going
with a young gentleman three years
my senior. He hasn't talked to me
of marriage, but of late I have seen
him with a friend of mine to whom
I introduced him. He is a doctor
and I think a great deal of him.
He has called as usual on regular
evenings. GENE.
You do not say if you accepted him.
If you did not, you lack the right to
question his conduct. He calls as be
fore, and so far has done nothing
wrong. Don’t make the fatal mistake
of being too exacting.
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Jackson —How’s that .’
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Toe Boy -What does arbitration
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"I shall go up to town tomorrow.
Alexander, to see tiie new winter hats.”
1 "You forge* my love, tomorrow is
Sunday: the shops will be closed."
"Shops! Who want; shops? I’m
going’ to church!”
Pantomime lanaget —<'ome along
with that elephant! What's keeping
it ?
Stage Hand - til- ba<k legs.
He’S found out that tlte front legs get a
quarter a night more than '• dues. He
refuses to go on unless ’<■ gms the
same.
“Uncle Remus!” roared Colonel
White, who had been aroused in the
middle of the night by a auspicious
noise in his poultry house. "Is that
you In there, you black thief?"
"No. sah," humbly replied a fright
ened voice. Dis is mah cousin, dat
looks so much like me, and steals every
thin’ he can lay’ his wicked han's on.
Ah's at home dis minute, sah, sleepin’
de peace ob de jest
DON’T DO IT.
Dear Miss Fail fax:
1 have known a young man for
the past year, and he has taken me
to several places of amusement. Is
it proper to allow this young man,
after seeing me home, to kiss me.’
Among my acquaintances is a
young man who wishes to keep
company with me and sends me
gifts, which I have accepted. As I
do not care for his company, w hat
would you advise me to do?
L. E. P.
Save your kisses for your future hus
band, my dear. When the right man
comes along. It will be a source of
pleasure to you to have no memory of
having kissed the wrong man.
Return the second man’s gifts and
accept no more.
DON’T DO IT AGAIN.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I met a girl through a flirtation
and made two dates with her. Each
time something prevented me from
keeping them and I apologized to
Io r and then I made a date for a’
certain night and when T got there
she was now here to be seen. As I
like the girl. I would like you to
advise me as to what I could 'do.
H. R.
If there is respect in your liking, your
first step will be to get a forma) intro
duction to her; then start all over as if
there had been no silly flirtation.
You would not like your sister to
make engagements under such condi
tions. Have too much respect for some
other man’s sister to flirt with her, even
though she may begin it.
NOT A MATTER OF TIME.
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Imps have drowned. Since then we
havt become friends. Recently he
asked me to marry him. 1 have
found no serious defects in his
Character, and I believe 1 love him
dearly. Do you think we have
known each other long enough?
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You have known each other long
enough if you know all about each
other, and are in love. You say you
"believe" you love him: don’t you
know? I nless you know, don’t marry
him. lam afraid his rescue of you has
put romantic notions in your head.
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When Woman Proposes ::
liy Beatrice Fairfax
HAZEL BELLE whites: “I had cor- :
responded with a young man for <
one year, and then he asked me
to keep company, and I said yes. Later j
we broke off because of a difference in j
religion. Now we have been writing ,
again fpr over a year, and I love him •
dearly, and I know we will get along.
"Do you think I ought to write and t
tell him I love him? Otherwise, if I ]
don’t stop thinking I will die heart- (
broken.” |
I want Hazel Belle to cut out this j
letter she has written me and put it
where she will see it at least once a j
year till she has reached mature years. ,
It will be interesting to her to read and ,
look back at herself. More than inter- ,
esting—it will be educational. 1
"1 took my little troubles too serious- I
ly in those days," she will say; “per- *
haps 1 am taking troubles of today just
as seriously which Will seem as trivial (
in time to come.”
For youth rarely dies broken-hearted.
Youth has a recuperative power that is i
half its charm.
Y outh makes mountains of all its ]
molehills. There are some women who .
never outgrow the habit.
A Foolish Step.
Hazel Belle will not ask this man to ,
marry her. 1 am sure she will do noth
ing so foolish. But since she asks if ;
she may, and other girls eveiy day ask
the same question, and young men
every day write that girls really pro
pose, let us “make believe" that Hazel
Belle did the proposing and that the
young man accepted.
Having usurped a man’s privilege in
proposing, she must be in honor bound
to enact the part assigned to the man in
the courtship. She must invite her be
loved to entertainments, escort him to
theaters or church, see him safely home,
buy him an occasional box of cigars,
put her small savings into an engage
ment ring and deny herself many things
that she may make the period of their
engagement so pleasant he will look at
no other girl.
She must be the one who buys the
furniture for the little nest to which
proposes taking him. and when she
has him snugly installed' as her hus
band she goes out and earns the living.
Her Obligations.
She can not fall short in a single ob
ligation that custom has given to the
men, if she takes to herself man’s time
; honored privilege of proposing. She
' ceases to be maidenly When she asks a
' man to be her husband; she must for
; get she is a woman in the days that
follow.
Could you do it. Hazel Belle'.’ Could
you so far forget the respect you owe I
yourself'.’ Could you, having won your
man. be patient irithe years that follow
when he complains, "If you hadn’t
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asked me to marry you I’d be better
off?"
Will there not be many times when
he reproaches and taunts you with hav
ing pursued him, when you will regret,
that you didn’t give him up, and die
"broken-hearted" Instead'.’
Fur, my dear Hazel Belle, hearts that
are broken in youth never stay broken
long. A new .seen , new face, a box
of chocolates at the hour when the fu
ture seems darkest, are all balm that
helps to heal the sears.
I agree that you dearly love this
man. I do not attempt to make light of
your sorrow. I know that no woman
with a heart in her breast ever reached
mature years without having her heart
broken many, many times, and every
time it was broken she knew she would
die of it.
I know you are sincere with all tire
sincerity of your years, and I feel sure
that if the man proposes to you, you
will make him a dear little wife.
But you can never become that if you
do the proposing. And If you forget
yourself this time is there not danger
that you will forget yourself again the
next time you are in love, and that you
will become something.of a joke?
Now, don't say. with tear-stained
eyes, that titer, will never be another
time, and that you will die broken
hearted unless yuv marry this man.
You will not die broken-hearted, and
there will be many more.
Remember that, and DON’T PRO
POSE!
IT ALL DEPENDED.
Fair Elizabeth tripped blithely into
the country postoffice.
Now, I want to know." she demand
ed, with a tell-tale blush, as she handed
the clerk a pink communication to her
lover, "how long it will be before I gut
an answer to this letter?"
"That depends," he answered. "It
he's in jail, they will let him write onto
a week, or maybe once a month onit.
If he's dead broke, he’ll have to wait
till he can earn the price of a stamp,
and I have no data upon which to base
an opinion of his earning capacities. If
he's ili in bed. he may not care to dic
tate his heart’s sentiments to a cold,
disinterested third party; and if it’s
sma’ipox, tliet won't let him write at
all: ditto if lie's dead. Then, again, if
he's got a new girl—"
At which moment he realized that the
fair Elizabeth had flown.
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