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, PUT^E SILK, GLOVES Once you wear a silk glove, you will never be satisfied with any other kind. The reason is plain. There is none just as good. The silk is the best that can be manufactured. The style is up to the minute and colors are correct to a dot. The finger tips are double and each pair oootains a guarantee ticket. Ask your dealer. If he cannot supply you, send us his name. We will supply you through him. Niagara Silk Mills North Tonawtnda, N. Y. New York Bouton Chicago San Franoiaoo L By the Sweat of His Brow By EEATRICE FAIRFAX YI Isis you be good enough." ask* M £?., "to tell me if it is proper for a girl to Mb© a young man who tells her he loves her but * an not marry her for some time to come owing to the fact that he is not in a position to support her at the present time, and may never be able to do so?" If kisses be classed as luxuries or necessities depends solely on the years of the one making the classifi cation. Youth regards them as neces sities, and Age knows they are but idle luxuries, meaningless though not unpleasant, and an altogether unsani tary method of expressing an affec tion that sometimes lasts little longer than the kiss Itself. But, be they luxuries or necessities, they should be classed among the many things which a man should he compelled to earn by the sweat of his brow Unless he can earn a living, and by the sweat of his brow provide bread, he la not entitled to kisses. Unless he can go forth and with mus cle and brain produce the price of a nest for his bride, he hasn't earned the right to be kissed by anybody in the world but his mother. Is an Insult. The kiss that is given to a girl with the declaration. "I love you. hut I '•an not afford to marry you; I am not in position to support you now, and may never be able to do so," is an in sult . It Is as if he said to her "It grat ifies me to kiss you. and for that reason 1 seek the privilege I can do j nothing for you and my monopoly of I your affec tion will serve no other pur i pose than to place you in an einbar-l passing position, and to keep other' lovers away whose intentions are more » honorable. But it pleases me to kin:; . you. and when 1 grow tired of kiss , Ing you I can take my avowals of ( love to some other girl. They carry no promise with them, no obligation no duty, and so long as there are girl- in the world who will kiss me. I can ! enjoy myself without paying { price.” He Is a Loafer. 1 take it that thif young man is a ! loafer, and who is there who thinks that the man who loafs when then* Is i so much work to do. is entitled to any , girl’s kisses? A self-respecting man will seek work, and a self-respecting girl will refuse to bestow any mark of affection on a man who is a, pro fessional hobo In the Kingdom of Love. To care for such a man is a weak ness that carries tragedy In its wake It is the same kind of weakness that marks the woman who supports Iihj husband, finding recompense for her toil In the fact that he never abuses her or speaks crass to her. while other women's husbands who work hard and earn a good living are some times fretted and nngrv. The girl who permits such a man to kiss her shows a heart that is soft and a brain that is weak Sin has two choices of degradation. Kit her she kisses the man to no other pur pose than a waste of time and an un savory memory, or she marries him and takes upon her shoulders th» burden of his support. There Is no other alternative Some Up-to-Date Gowns and * r How They Are Fashioned A Prince Who Plays Bagpipes T HE announcement made recently that the Prince of Wales, in th© interval of his studies at oxford, is learning to play'the bag pipes under the tuition of Pipe Major W Rose, of the Second Scots Guard*, surprise 1 many people, and particu larly those who have an Inherent dis like to the much-abused instrument. Rut his royal highness, in taking up the bagplp© as a musical accomplish ment, la merely carrying on a tradi tion of the royal house, many of the members of which hav© always had a liking for the merry chant of the pipes Queen Victoria had her piper at Balmoral, and so had King Ed ward. and to-day there is one at tached to the royal establishment, for King George is fond of bagpipe mu sic as his father and his royal grand mother were. Early Morning Skirt. When the court is in residence in th© Highlands It is customary for the royal piper, dressed in full Highland costume, to march backward and for ward In front of the royal apart ments every morning and awaken the household with the “skirl” of his pipes On official occasions, too, when the Balmoral Highlanders arc welcoming the king and queen on their arrival ar their Scottish residence, or when the retainers on the royal estate arc taking part in any function, the king's piper invariably heads the procession of kilted men At the Braemar Highland gather ing, the great social event of the sea sop on Deeside, which Is patronised by royalty, this official always "plays” the king's clansmen around the arena. • m a memorable occasion at New Mar Lodge, the sent of the late Duke of Fife, King Edward, along with the princess royal, her two daughters and his grace, marched at the head of a body of Highlanders to the acconi paniment of the music of the bag piper, for which hia majesty had as much liking as he had for the kilt when he was in the Highlands. Highland Garb As soon as he reached Balmoral on his periodical visits King Edward— Just as King George does to-day— donned the kilt, and, as was often re marked. no Highlander could carry It better than did his majesty. Queen Victoria, too. had as great an admira tion for the tartan as she had for the bigpipes. In her majesty's time the walls of Balmoral Castle w r ©re draped with the Stuart colors. They have since been replaced ?>\ less aomber decorations' But neither the wear ing of th* kilt nor the retaining of a piper is dictated by royal fashion, for « very nobleman whose ancestral home in the Highlands dons the tradi tional garb as much out of compli ment to his ancestry as for any other reason. His guests, as a rule,' follow his example as a matter of courtesy, but it does nor always happen that they have the necessary habiliments with which to convert themselves for the time being into "Highlanders." An Amusing Story. amusliiK but well-authenlie*w>d •tot\ Is told of a Ucrman prince who was the guest of « Scottish noble man. and who was so fascinated with the Highland dress that he determined to have a kilt made. He placed the order with a well-known firm of tai lors for a complete outfit, richly adorned with silver buckles, and gold- mounted sporran or pouch. He paid something like a hundred guineas for it. The kilt was delivered in due < ourse, and the prince was rigged out the next day in all the splendor of a Highland chieftain! But his highness was unfamiliar with the wearing of quietly aside. Lord that his sporran t* and with profound hj mistake he had mad< placed the pouch in i tion. Shoes of the Scot. It is not only In Ho bagpipe© are regarded Englishman certainly at a distance, but. they are a ver popular Instrument among tlie natives of the Punjab, in India. The I i r« Maharajah of Patiala had a fine ban : of pipers wholly composed of Sikua and other natives, who had b< • u trained by a piper from one of th<- British Highland regiments. Many or the Indian frontier forces notably tiu Gurkha regiments have bagpipe bands of their own. An amusing in stance of Scottish pride is told by a retired Indian officer in this connec tion. He wan one day visiting the Court of * he Rajah of Jeend. and no ticed that the only person who broke 1 through the rigid rule of etiquette, which forbids the wearing of shoes in the presence of tlie Rajah, was nis bagpiper. Judicious Inquiry elicited the fact that the sturdy Scot, when being engaged as the court musician, had stipulated that he was not to a© obliged to go about the court in bare feet, as he regarded it as derogatory to his native country that he shorn I do such a thing. Do You Know That— Advice to the Lovelorn Acts Like Magic The Guaranteed Liquid Hair Destroyer A Perlumed Depilatory It is the only preparation that immediately and * out the slightest injury to the meat d«»ik at* •k.a. will remove Superfluous Hair ft . U fs Instantly wherever applied V will fnd !t net offensive, a requisite stuer* dare not claim for their preparations. Stop Experimenting! Buy & Bottle of El-Rado Price $1.00 at Jacobs’ Ten Stores. / kiit of t a. un>-le tntormatton free on » *quest. PILGRIM MFG. COMPANY •7-29 East 2©th St. New YorK. About a year ago four students of Boston University started out with a tuning fork to sing their way round the world. They have arrived in London by way or San Francisco. Honolulu, Japan, Chin*. Manchuria and India, and are appearing under the title of the "University Quar tette.” or th,. "Four Singing Evan gelists.” Each can preach a sermon, lead a young men's Sunday school class or blend his voice with the others in the four-part setting of a hymn. Sometimes they make a complete change of program and give a secular entertainment, with humorous songs. Southern coon songs and piano solos. A rudder with a doorway into t o interior is a feature of the Uunarder AquUania. recently finished. The rud der is so large that a doorway has been constructed in the lower part to admit workmen, so that they can remove the pin which connects the rudder to the ship. This pin Is four feet long, and bigger than the heav iest projectile made for modern ar tillery. When delivered at the build er©' yard the rudder was in three parts. After they had been connect \ and laid upon the ground the dis tance that had to he walked to pass around the rudder was over 100 feet. The "homeles” population of Lon don, according to the latest census of the County Council, numbers nearly 22.000. Some time ago a scheme was started by which the police gave lodg ing tickets to these night wanderers. This has somewhat depleted the Em bankment and the streets, but the fact is noted that only about half of. the people who are given tickets make use of them. They clearly prefer the wandering life. By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. HE SHOULD ATONE. I YEAR MISS FAIRFAX * I met a young man a few months ago with whom l am very much in love. I have had an ap pointment with him, but he failed to come. He phoned the next day. but I was not at tyome. Shall I call him up and ask him tp call? J ESTINE Having failed to keep his engage ment, It is due you from him that h • make another, and atone for his fail ure to keep it by being prompt and particularly attentive. You do not owe him the courtesy of asking him to call. A Golden One. A white rose In his buttonhole, and cotton gloves on his dirty hands, old Bill Loafer swaggered jauntily along the street. At the corner a friend stopped him, exclaiming incredu lously : "Why. Bill, ol’ man, what's hap pened bin left some money?" "No, no," said Bill. "It's me goldin weddin’. I'm celebratin' me goldin weddin’!" "But why ain't your wife celebrat in' It. too?" inquired his friend. "1 see 'er goin' to work as usual this loomin'. Why ain't she got a white rose and noo gloves?" "Er!” muttered Bill, as he grunted reflectively. "She ain't got nothin' to do wiv it! She’s me fourth!" What the Master Used. The inspector was talking about adverbs and adjectives. "Does your master use adverbs and adjectives?" he asked "Yes. sir." chorused the scholars. "Well, what does he use when he does not use adverbs and adjectives?" There was n silence. Finally a lit tle fellow waved his hand. "He generally uses a ruler, sir." X the left an dress composed ■ long tunic, and caught large gath- of “orange" skirt of pale style, hook. faced cuffs loose coat velvetine and of i gray silk doth.. The coat is cut kimono fastened on the side by a A broad shawl collar is with gray silk cloth and the whidh finish the sleeves an* also lined with gray-sllk cloth. There is a pocket on each side. A small blouse of white net shows ruching at the neck and at the wrists. The skirt is a crossed in the front up at the waist by erings. The left side of the tunic is caught up by a few folds un der the other. The underskirt is plain. On the right a small after noon coat of "Havana" taffeta. It is gathered over an em piece - ment. making points over the shoulders and falling rather low- over the arms. Broad openings make the armholes, which are edged by a small flat ruching which hides the setting of a sec ond sleeve of Chantilly lace, tightened at the wrists by three ruching© of taffeta, and finished by a high flounce over the .hand. The fullness of the coat is caught up at the bottom giving a curved effect and finishing in back in a small tail and edged by a small flat ruching. A huge jet hook fastens the bottom. Two small rover© of taf feta and a broad collar of black Chantilly complete this coat. Wanted Instructions. The station master on the Eastern Indian Railway had been given strict orders not. to do anything out of the ordinary without authority from the superintendent. This accounts for his sending the following telegram; "Superintendent's Office. Calcutta. Tiger on platform eating railway porter. Please wire instructions.” Hints For the Flousehold When rinsing flannels it Is best to do so n water, as pure worn them hard: also .won tains out to dry, as if makes them v\k them getting torn fo < -i When about to ra!< well flour your board «i and roll the suet out to Take between your ha down, when vou v ■ 1 find the suet fine as breadcrumbs. Hot wa.'er mavl» from .iapann-’d • process of with sweet oil. with a little dry fin lolishfm t duster. To curl a l • :i • t it has becom*- damaged with rain or dew. sprinkle it thickly with common salt and shake before « bright fire until dry. when you will fir.d it as good as new. When washng padding cloths* throw some oTar-g* tmcUngs into the water. This* collects ih grease ; <vl helps to make thcloths white and clean-look! ne. t'alse Gratitude THREE QUESTIONS. By WILLIAM F. KIRK “W' Little Molly May was only six. and on the morning of the story was sob bing her heart out because she had lost a penny. Many looked and sym pathized ns she trotted down »h* street; but it was an old gentle mar w ho played the role of practical Sa maritan. "Well, my little maid.” he asked, i- he patted Molly May's heaving shou! der. “what’s the trouble?" "Boo-hoo! I’ve lost a penny!" cam* the muffled answer. Without a word the old gentlemen thrust his hand into his pocket, an , handed Molly a penny to replace 'li on© she had lost, saying; "There—there, now everything w U be all right.” Rut to Is utter confusion, th^ little girl urapped her damp pinafore, gazing at him with an expression n which sorrow strove valiantlx with anger, and aai> "<*u. \ <-*u wicked old man oo ujm* 4i I all the tim* pH AT is Modesty?" I asked Of a violet that basked In a swamp one summer day Where a sunbeam chanced to stray. Then the purple violet. Squandering fragrance, dewy wet. Spoke from out the swampland low "Modesty? 1 do not know.” Then T a eked a Illy white. Paler than an altar-light. Sinless as a vestal’s day; "What is Purity, I pray?” And th© lily in th© dell Answered me, “I cannot tell." "What is beauty?** I inquired Of a rose with crimson fired "Beauty. Cleopatra's ^ift. Tasting Antony adrift. Beauty? Tell me ere I go” Said the rose, "I do not know." Then 1 asked a girl aged three. IA ho explained It all to me. Soap that is allow**.! to drv and harden^ la>is fwwe as long as if used when ft-,. ’ Th '• "tore if is cheap* 1 to buy it in quantity and keep it in a dry place. To prevent custard dishes or glasses from cracking when pouring boiled custard into them, place the dish on » damp cloth. This plan is most ef fective. To Thread a darning needle, take a enw’ of cotton, put the two ends | •' T ;hrr. and thread through the eye, I put wool through loop and draw* it. A teaspoonful of borax to a quart of water will make hard water soft, so that it ran be used for washing the most delicate skin. If a white shirt is scorched when j ironed the brown marks may be rc- | moved by rubbing them with a little dry borax. The Soft Answer. He was really growing-tired of pay ing off Ills son s bills—the boy was ,n undergraduate at one of the big universities However, after much thought, he decided to be indulgent just once more Boys will be boys, he thought. Ac cordingly. as requested, he sent a check for $250, but accompanied ft , with stern admonitions to live more , wisely and more economically. "My son," he wrote, “you must re- I rpember that your studies are costing ipe a great deal of money—very much ! more than I can honestly afford." "1 know It. father—X know it," re- oiled hts incorrigible hopeful; "and | 'he tragedy is that I don't study very hard, either.” Long Time for Both. Affable Passenger—Indeed, and you ire a music hall artiste! I am a ! banker, and I think it must be ;M least tw « nty years since I was in a I i music hall, j Music Hal! Artiste (regretfully) — And I’m qu»te certain, sir, it’s twenty years since 1 was in a bank. WITHIN THE LAW A Powerful Story of Adventure, Infringe and Love Copyright, 1913, by the H. K. Fly Com- i pany. The play “Within the Law” is 1 copyrighted by Mr. Veiller and this noveJiaation of it 1© published by his permission. The American Play Com pany is the sole proprietor of the ex clusive rights of the representation I and performance of “Within the Law in all languages. By MARVIN DANA from the Play of BAYARD VEILLER. TODAY’S INSTALLMENT. But Aggie was not one to be ignored under any circumstances. Now she spoke with some acerbity in her voice, which could at will be wondrous soft and low. "Say!" she retorted viciously, “you '•an t throw any scare Into us. You haln’t got anything on us. See?’’ Cassidy, in response to this outburst, favored the girl with a long stare, and there was hearty amusement in his tones as he answered; "Nothing on you, eh? Well. well, let’s *^e.” He regarded Carson with a grin. "You are Joe Garson. forger." As he spoke, the detective took a note-book from a pocket, found a page and then :ead; "First arrested in 1891 for forg ng the name of Edwin Good sell to a •heck for ten thousand dollars. Again rearrested June 19. 1893. for forgery. Arrested in April. 1898, f<?r forging the signature of Oscar Hemmenway to a series of bonds that were counterfeit. Arrested as the man back of the Reilly ■.fang in 1903. Arrested in 1908 for for gery.” There was no change in the face or po c e of the man who listened, to the reading. When it was done, and the officer looked up with a resumption of fis triumphant grin, Garson spoke quietly. “Haven’t any records of convictions, have you?" ' The grin died and a snarl sprang in I its stead. "No,” he snapped, vindictively. "But we've got the right dope on you. all j right, Joe Garson.” He turned savagely | on the girl, who now' had regained her usual expression of demure innocence, but with her rather too heavy brows j drawn a little low a- than their wont | under the influence « f ai> emotion other - I wise concealed. “And you're little Aggie Lynch," Cas- { sidy declared as he thrust the note-book back into his pocket. “Just now you’re posing as Mary Turner’s cousin. You served two years in Burnsing for black- SYNOPSIS. Mary Turner, becoming an orphan, is thrown on her own resources. She finds work at the Emporium, a de partment store owned by Edward Gilder; is accused of the theft of silks, and sent to prison, though in nocent She tells George Demarest, Gilder's Mead lawyer, that the way to stop thievery is to pay a living wage. In prison she learned from fellow convicts why girls go wrong. She understands their point of view and sympathizes with them. Aggie Lynch, a convict friend of Mary’s at Burnsing, sees good “possibilities" for her in the world of crime. Upon Mary’s release the slogan “once a criminal always one," prevents her from securing work. She is contin ually hounded and in desperation throws herself into the North River. Joe Garson, a forger, rescues her and keeps her and Aggie in luxury, though living chaste lives. Mary reads that a famous financier escapes prison through keeping w'lthin the letter of the law. She follows his ex ample and becomes the leader of a band of swindlers, robbing only the unscrupulous. Gilder’s son Dick meets and loves Mary, who seeks to wreak vengeance on the father through the son. Aggie posea as her cousin, and they pretend to be re spectable. Now go on with the story was revealed by the fierceness in his voice as he replied: "You did not! She was railroaded for a job she never done. She went In hon est and she came out honest.” The detective indulged himself in a cackle of sneering merriment. I snapped, with the virulence of a vixen I “You can’t do anything to us. We ain’t broke the law." There came a sudden : ripple of laughter, and the charmi«.° lip® curved joyously as she addedj “Though perhaps we have bent it a bit.” Cassidy sneered, outraged by such im pudehce on the part of an ex-convicL “Don’t make no difference what you’ve done,” he growled. “Gee!” he went on with a heavy sneer. “But things are coming to a pretty pass when a gang of crooks gets to arguing about their rights. That’s funny, that is!” "Then laugh!” Aggie exclaimed, in solently. and made a face at the officer. "Ha, ha, ha!” "Well, you’ve got the tip.” Cassidy returned, somewhat disconcerted, after a stolid fashion of his own. “It’s up to you to take it, that’s all. If you don’t, one of you will make a long visit with some people out of town, and it’ll prob ably be Mary. Remember, I’m giving it to you straight.” Aggie assumed her formal society manner, exaggerated to the point of extravagance. “Do come again, little one,” she chir ruped. caressingly. “I’ve enjoyed your visit so much!” But Cassidy paid no apparent atten- ; tion to her frivolousness; only turned and went noisily out of the drawing room, offering no return to her daintily i inflected good-afternoon. For her own part, as sh© heard th© outer door close behind the detective. : Aggie’s expression grew vicious, and the heavy brows drew very low, until the “And that’s why she’s here now with ! Ievel ,ine almost made her prettiness a gang of crooks,” he retorted. Mr. Cassidy Laughs. Garson met the implication fairly. “Where else should she be?” he de manded, violently. "You ain’t got noth ing in that record about my jumping into the river after her?” The forger’s voice deepned and trembled with the intensity of his emotion, which was now grown so strong that any who listened and looked might guess something of the truth as to his feeling toward this woman of whom he spoke. “That’s where I found her—a girl that never done nobody any harm, starving be cause you police wouldn’t give her a vanish. “The truck-horse detective!” she sneered. “An eighteen collar and & six- and-a-half hat! He sure had his nerve, trying to bluff us!” But it was plain that Garson was of another mood. Ther© was anxiety in his face as he stood, ©taring vaguely out of the window. ‘What Have We Done.” “Perhaps it wasn’t a bluff, Aggie,” he suggested. “Well, what have we done. I'd like to know?” the girl demanded* confident ly. She took a cigarette and a match from the tabouret beside her and mail. You were arrested in Buffalo, convicted and served your stretch. Nothing on you? Well, well!” Again there was triumph in the officer’s ■buckle. Aggie showed no Least sign of per turbation in the face of this revelation of her unsavory record. Only an ex pression of half-incredulous wonder and delight beamed from her widely opened blue eyes and was emphasized in the rounding of the Tittle mouth. Sarcasm Without Effect. "Why,” she cried, and now there was oftness enough in the cod ing notes, ‘my Gawd! It looks as though you | as he spoke huskily, his voice ad actually been workin’!” chance to work. In the river because stretched her feet comfortably, ff very site wouldn’t fake the only other way inelegantly, on a chair opposite. (hat was left her to make’a living, be- Garson answered with a note of wear- ausc she was keeping straight! ... iness that was unlike him. Have you got any of that in your al n’t what you have done,” he book?” said, quietly. “It's what they can Cassidy, who had been scowling in the face of this arraignment, suddenly gave vent to a croaking laugh of derision. "Huh!” he said, contemptuously. “I guess vou’s stuck on her. eh?” At the words, an Instantaneous change swept over Garson. Hitherto he had been tense, his face set with emotion, a man strong and sullen, with eyes as clear and heartless as those of a beast in the wild. Now, without warning, a starting transformation was wrought. His form stiffened to rigidity after one lightning-swift step forward, and his make a jury think you’ve done. And. once they set out to get you—God, how they can frame things! If they ever start out after Mary .” H© did not finish the sentence, but sank down in to his chair with a groan that was al most of despair. The girl replied with a burst of care less laughter. “Joe,” sh© said gayly, "you*r© <m© grand little forger, all right, all right. But Mary’s got th© brains. Pooh, I’ll string along with her as far as sht wants to go. She’s educated, sh© fires of a man’s heart in a spasm of hate. He was the embodiment of rage whis- i per that was yet louder than any shout. The -aicasm was without effect on J “Cut that!” • • dull sensibilities of the officer. He; The eyes of the. two men locked. Cas ein on peaking with obvious emjoy- j sidy struggled with all his pride against * ii the extent to which his know!- j the dominant fury this man hurled on n.l the htad of the gartg is Mary c:. Arrested four . ears ago for r.g the Emporium. Did her stretch 1 Unee years.” ••Is that all you’ve got about her?” :arson demanded with such abruptness »ut Cassidy forgot his dignity suffi- rtlv to answer with an unqualified yes. The forger continued speaking rap- !v. and now there was an undercur- cr.t of feeling in his voice. "Nothing in your record of her about her coming out without a friend in the world and trying to go straight? You ar.’t got no'hir.g in that pretty little book of you*** about your going to the miilinery st<.r® where she finally got a job and tipping them off to where she come from?” "5>ure they was tipped off,” Cassidy answered, quite unmoved. And he add ed. swelling visibly with importance: "\Ye got to protect the city.” “Got anything in that record of your’n,” Garson went on venomously, “about her getting another job, and him. "What?” he demanded, blusteringly. But his tone was weaker than its wont. “I mean,” Garson repeated, and there was finality in his accents, a deadly quality that was appalling, “I mean, cut it out—now, here, and all the time! It don’t go!” The voice rose slightly. The effect of it was more penetrant than a scream. “It don’t go . . . Do you get me?” There was a short interval of sil ence, then the officer’s eyes at last fell. It was Aggie who relieved the tension of the scene. “He’s got you,” she remarked, airily. “Ol. oi! He’s got you!” There were again a few seconds of pause, and then Cassidy made an ob servation that revealed in some meas ure the shock of the experience he had just undergone. “You would have been a man, Joe, if it hadn’t been for that t—nr»cr of yours. It's got you into trouble once or twice already. Some take it’s likely to prove your finish.” Garson relaxed his immobility, and a little color crept into his cheeks. "That’s my business,” he responded, dully. "Anyway.” the officer went on, with a | new confidence, row that his eyes were ir following her up again and having free from the gaze that had burned in her thrown out? Got it there about the letter you had old Gilder write, so that his influence would get her canned?” “Oh, we had her right the first time,” Cassidy admitted, complacently. Then the bitterness of Garson's soul face grayed. The eves glowed with the J She ain’t like you and me, Joe. Sh© talks like a lady and, what’s a damn ed sight harder, she acts like a lady, r guess I know. Wake me up any old night, and ask me—just ask me, that’s all. She’s been tryin’ to make a lady out of me!” The vivaciousness of the girl dis tracted the man for th© moment from the gloom of his thoughts, and he turn ed to survey th© speaker with a cyni cal amusement. "Swell chance!” he commented dryly. “Oh, I’m not so worse! Just you watch out." The lively girl sprang up, discarded th© cigarette adjusted an ima ginary train and spoke lispingly in a society manner much more moderate and convincing than that with which she had favored th© retiring Cassidy. Voice, pose and gesture proclaimed at least the excellent mimic. “How do you do, Mrs. Jones! So good of you to call! .... My dear Miss Smith, this is indeed a pleasure." She seated herself again, quite primly now, and moved her hands over the tabouret appropriately to her words. "One lump or two? . . . Yes. I Just love bridge. No, I don’t play," sh© contin ued, simpering; “but, just the same, I love it.” With this absurd ending, Aggie again arranged; her feet accord ing to her liking on the opposite chair. “That’s the kind of stuff she’s had me doing,” she rattled on in her coarser voice, “and believe me, Joe, it’s damn ed near killing me. But all the same," she hurried on, with a swift revulsion of mood to the former serious topic. "I’m for Mary strong! You stick to her, Joe. and you’ll wear diamonds. . . . And that/ reminds me! I wish she’d let me wear mine, but she won t. She says they’re vulgar for an innocent country girl like her cousin-, Agnes Lynch. Ain’t that fierce? . . . How can anything be vulgar that’s worth a hundred and fifty a carat? to his soul, “you’ve got to clear out, the whole gang of you and do it quick.” Aggie, who as a matter of fact began to feel that she was not receiving her due share of attention, now' Interpos ed. moving forward till her face was close to the detective’s. “We don’t scare worth a cent,” she To B© Continued To-morrow. Items of Interest The largest and most commodious theater in New Zealand has just been completed at Wellington at a cost of $150,000. There is seating accommo dation for 2,300 persons, and th© stage, which is the widest in New Zealand, will easily hold the property and scenic effects of any production which has visited New Zealand. It is claimed that the auditorium could be emptied in ease of emergency within three minutes. The w'ord "tweed,” as applied to cloth, really means “twilled,” and has noth ing to do with the River Tweed, al though much Scotch tweed is made in the basin of that river. 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