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Charming GoJfrn Described by Olivette
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TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
Rut there was no return to the old
apathy. He fel t the foil of a live oppo
nent now and suspected that this oppo
nent was the tall, fair-haired girl. He
could not read her plans or alms, but he
felt that a contest was still on—and
for a tremendous prize. So he was not
unduly surprised when Miss Lloyd ap
peared In his office at Tunnel City one
day, smiling and cordial. He had not
seen her for weeks.
•She shook hands with him without the
slightest trace of embarrassment.
He had no difficulty In obtaining all
the hearings he could desire with any
man whom he wished to approach. He
remained In Washington three weeks,
hut at the end of that time he was
convinced that there was not the slight
est hope that the Government would
take over the enterprise. He returned
to Tunnel City and worked up an adroit
scheme of procedure which he sub
mitted to Vanderstyfft one night at his
club. Vanderstyffe was vastly Inter
ested and promised to take. It up with
Wiiterstelner and others.
"Wltterstelner thinks it’s a wonder,
Allan,” Vanderstyfft told him, “and so
do the rest of us. But no one will stir
a foot or put up a nickel without Lloyd.
It’s the same old game. Allan. When ‘L’
goes In they are afraid to stay out.
When he stays out they are afraid to
go in.”
Then Allan decided to attack Lloyd
once more. Ethel was not visible when
he called, but the old financier re
celved him with every mark of regard
and consideration. Allan decided to tell
him boldly and baldly everything that
he had atempted and demand a definite
answer. If this should be unfavorable,
he would abandon the tunnel, burn his
plans, and retire to the wilderness to
hurt and fish
“I could have told you the answer you
would get if you had taken the trouble
to be frank with me, my boy," said the
old man. “The Washington Govern
ment and Vanderstyfft and his friends
told you the plain truth. It isn’t that
they couldn't handle the thing from this
time on, possibly, without me. But they
don't dare risk it. My coming in means
so much in the way of advertising, and.
after all, in the last analysis, we will
have to use the public’s money in some
shape or form, and we have to have the
public on our side.''
“Well, what do you say, Mr. Lloyd?”
asked Allan, quietly.
The financier appeared to reflect for
a moment.
•f suppose—I gather—that you came
h* re for a final and definite answer?”
"Yes.”
Disappointing News.
"Well, If I am compelled to give
that answer now It would have to be
’So.* Wait—don’t interrupt I say if I
yore compelled to give a definite an
swer now. All my Impulses and Inclina
tions urge me to give you the answer
you seek, Mr. Allan, but my Judgment
tells me that it would not be wise. I
can not answer for next month, or even
next week. Many things can happen in
that time.”
Allan was bitterly disappointed.
“I’m so glad that I found you in,”
she said, with a dazzling smile.
“Then we both have a reason to re
joice,” he returned lightly.
“That is very gratifying,” declared the
girl. "Not the compliment, I mean—
but the fact that you haven’t gotten
entirely out of the way of paying them
occasionally. Father and I were afraid
you were going back to your hermit life
when you came down here again.”
"I’m too busy,” he assured her.
“While there’s hope there’s life.”
“Bravo!” she cried. "There la always
hope, isn’t there? And. speaking of
that, father wants me to ask you to
come to dinner with us to-morrow
evening and go to a concert—if you think
you can stand the music.”
“I’m sure I could,” he returned. "It
isn’t the dread of the music that would
make me hesitate. But I might say
further that while there’s hope there’s
work.”
Bhe pouted ever so little.
"Oh, surely, Mr. Allan, the work can
eet along without you for a few hours.”
”1 don’t know,” he said, doubtfully.
Don’t think I’m Insensible to your
kindness, Miss Lloyd, but really things
are very pressing here Just now. and
if you and your father will not be of
fended I would like to ask to be ex-
cuse<j this once.”
She studied ihs face for a moment. She
felt certain that it was not work that
was keeping him away.
‘You’re quite certain you won’t be
able to arrange things so you can get
away?”
“Well,” he hesitated, “If you can hold
the invitation open I’ll do my best.
Would 4 o’clock to-morrow be too late?"
“By no means,” she assured him,
generously. “I'll call you up at 4 sharp.’’
The next day at 4 Allan regretted
over the telephone that he could not
possibly come to the city.
A Last Chance.
•Allan had considerable pride of his
own. He had determined that he would
not appeal to Lloyd again excepting as
an absolutely last resort—and then only
when convinced that there was no fur
ther prospect of advances from that
side. He had one more desperate card
to play—an appeal to the Federal Gov-
ernmeht.
HER STATEMENTS
DESERVE NOTICE
Mrs. Walls Makes Public
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“I
DON’T wish to appear to be ac
cusing you of playing fast and
loose, Mr. Lloyd,” he said, “but
T can not see what is to be gained by
further delay.”
“Nor can I.” returned the older man •
with a little smile. “The great thing.
Allan, is public confidence. So soon as
we see unmistakable signs that we have
some measure of that on our side the
rest is easy.”
“But how can we do anything to
learn ”
“Now you have me!” declared Mr
Lloyd, with a faint twinkle in his eye.
"Do you think you can tr,ust me—for a
month, say?”
“Yes,” said Allan, reluctantly.
“Good! You are under my orders.
You are to forget all about the^tunnel
for 30 days. I want you to come here
next week and visit us for at least two
weeks, and we are not to mention tun
nel once. Ethel will be here, and she
has all sorts of social plans. Will you
obey Instructions?” he smiled.
Allan made a wry face, but he smiled.
“Very well,” he said.
Four nights later there was a big
symphony concert—the big musical
event of the year. Just before the
music began there was a marked stir
in the house. Ethel Lloyd, wearing the
famous Rosy Diamond and the Lloyd
rubies, entered the Lloyd box and Her
escort was—MacKendree Allan! there
was a. gasp around the "horseshoe,” and
a furl her excitement when “Old Lloyd”
himself entered a few minutes later.
A Surprising Event.
Next day the New York papers men
tioned the fact and gave it some promi
nence. Nowhere was the Incident dis
cussed with greater Interest than in the
financial district. Allan and Miss Lloyd
out together twice within the same
week! The following afternoon there
was a little timid trading In Tunnel se
curities. And old LToyd smiled a cyni
cal smile when he noticed it.
Twice in the following week Allan
was observed as the escort of Miss
Lloyd In places where observation oould
not well be avoided. Then a New York
paper more than hinted in a eolumn
“story” on the front page that Allan
and Miss Lloyd were engaged.
Tunnel shares rose 7 points in an
hour on the Stock Exchange, and the
whole financial world of five continents
began to stir and bubble. Allan was
white with rage when the newspaper
article came to his attention. His first
Impulse was to go to that newspaper
office and wreck it; and then he reflect
ed that it was not exactly gallant to
make too strong an exhibition of anger
over a report of an engagement to an
altogether charming and desirable girl
Instead, he hurried ofT to see Miss Lloyd.
To his amazement the young woman
only laughed.
“My dear, Mr. Allan,” she said, "I
should think that you had been in the
newspapers long enough to get used to
things of this sort. I have, anyway.
Of course, I know that you didn't have
anything to do with it, and of course I
want you to deny it as emphatically as
you. I will, too, as soon as I can get
hold of a few of those reporters.”
To Be Continued To-morrow.
Precocious Baby.
A university professor who has
greatly endeared himself to his
students on account of his kind-
heartedness. has one particular fall
ing—that of absent-mindedness.
He visited his married nephew a
few days ago and had listened to the
young wife's praise of her firstborn.
The gentleman felt that he must
say something to give the impression
that he was interested.
"Can the dear little fellow walk?*’
he inquired quietly.
"Walk?” shouted the mother. ‘Why,
he has been walking for five months!”
•’Dear me!” exclaimed the profes
sor lapsing again into abstraction.
"What a long way he must have got!”
M EN lias got lots of pet nahns for
thare wifes, but lots of times
thay doant choose the nairns
very good. I have herd sum of the
married men wich cums to our house
call thare wifes LIttel Pearl & the wife
wud be big & dark, or sum of the other
men wud call thare wifes Grate big
butlful doll she wud be skinny &
hoamly & little. But the funniest naim
for a husband to use for a pet naim
wen it doesn’t fit is The Kid.
Mister Hemingway calm up to the
house last nite with his wife. I dident
see her at first, beekaus I was in the
library wen Pa brought Mister Heming
way in, he was talking to Pa & getting
a cigar wile his wife was tn the other
room talking to Ma.
Yes, sed Mister Hemingway, wen a
man has traveled the pace & had all
the variety thare is, he decides that
thare Is nothing like a butiful hoam
life, so he marries sum good littel gurl
that is his pal & Comforter. Now, sed
Mister Hemingway, wen I married The
Kid she knew I was a man of the world,
& she took me as such. The Kid & me
understand each' other perfeckly, & she
leens on me & reelles on my strong arm
for proteckshun & suppoart.
I thot to myself that The Kid must,
be awful littel & helpless, beekaus Mis
ter Hemingway wasent vary strong
looking. He only wayed about a hun
dred & ten pounds, & he was kind of
oald & feeble looking.
The Kid understands me, he sed to
Pa. She knows that eeven the wildest
of men maiks the best husbands* wen
thay get married & settel down. I sup
pose yure wife is the saim as The Kid.
No, sed Pa, thare iaent vary much
of that clinging trust-fulness about my
wife. It is true that I used to sport
around a lot wen I was singel, Pa sed,
but my wife newer took It for granted
that I changed into another man the
minnit I got married. To be perfectly
candid about it. Pa sed, she watches me
up a littel to this day, & every onst in
a »while, wen I have been out too lait,
I have to use all my elloquens to maJk
her beeleeve that I was rite at the lodge
rooms all of the time.
O, The Kid wud newer think of tell
ing me anything about my conduck,
sed Mister Hemingway. Now that we
have finished our cigar, I want you to
meet her. So we went in the other
room to meet Mister Hemingway’s wife.
I thought she was going to be a littel
woman, but wen I loked at her I was
sur-prised. She was big & fat & she
looked as strong as Pa. Her chin was
square, like a block, & her lips was
thin & Hhe Jest barely opened her jaws
wen she talked. If she wud have been
a man thare wuddent be any cullurd
champeen.
Ware have you been? She asked Mr.
Hemingway.
Oh, Kid, that is all right, sed Mis
ter Hemingway. My frend & I were
just, in thare having a cigar & I was
singing youte praise to him. I was tell
ing him how nice a temper you had.
•You mite have spared yourself the
trubbei, Bed The Kid. I think my tem
per will speek for itself.
All rite. Kid, sed Mister Hemingway.
You bet it is all rite, sed The Kid.
That is the way she acted all the ev«-> -
ing. & after she Y/as gone Pa beegan
to laff. She is surfi purring kitten, isent
flhe? sed Pa. ’Arho, set! Ma. The Kid,
By OLIVETTE.
I SN’T this a chic little chapeau on the left for
early fall? It is of white satin, or supple felt,
and is a “flower-pot” shape, with a hand of self
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up in front, and a softer loop descends across the
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Twenty-five cents for the flower-pot foundation
shape, a dollar for the yard of satin, and a dollar
and a half for a yard of black velvet cut on the bias.
This velvet may l>e cut in three strips, which can be
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have a smart and unusual little “first” hat.
The evening gown of pale lemon brocade Is rather
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dress cut with blousing waist and fish-tail train.
The top part of the bodice is a dainty kimono of fine
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and under the arms. Over the dress and joining
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green gold. Under this trimming the chiffon coat
tightens into a few folds at the back.
Behold a hat, on the right, that the “home milli
ner” can never hope to manufacture! Of tete du
negre velvet is the smart shape which scoops over
milady’s right eye, turns smartly up at the left side
and the back and arranges itself in a soft, “near”
Tam o’ Shanter crown. And of the same wonderful
smoky dark brown shade is the great cascading
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mass of the frothy paradise in her crown!
!
“Man overboard!” shouted an ex
cited passenger on an Atlantic liner,
as he hastily left his place at the
dinner table and scrambled up the
companion way.
An affrighted crowd of ladles and
gentlemen followed him. He was
wildly expostulating with the captain
on deck when they surrounded him
with eager inquiries.
"Where is he? Who is he?” they de
manded. and the originator of the
scare laid his hand upon his breast
and said, with melodramatic air;
“Here he is! I am the man over-
bored. I have been compelled to sit
four days at the same table with
three men who can’t talk about any
thing but golf. I want my place
changed, or I’ll get out and walk!”
• * •
A good story anent his physical
powers is told by Mr. George Robey,
the well-known comedian.
A brother comedian and himself
were comparing the size of their re
spective chests and biceps in Mr.
Robey’s dressing room one evening.
“Feel the muscles of my neck,” Mr.
Robey said; “put your fingers round
my throat.”
The other gripped Mr. Robey's
throat, while the latter set his teeth
and contracted all the muscles. He
seemed much impressed by the dis
play, and Mr. Robey says he expected
some compliment to his muscular de
velopment. All the other said, how
ever, was, “George, they will have a
bother to hang you.”
A keen-eyed but obviously poorly
educated settler in a colony In Its
pioneer stage took his overgrown son
to a country school.
“This ’ere boy’s arter rajming." ht?
said to the schoolmaster. "What’s
yer bill o’ fare?”
“Our curriculum, sir,” replied the
schoolmaster, “embraces geography,
physiology, arithmetic, algebra, trig
onometry
•That’ll do. Load him up heavy
with trlgernometry. He’s the only
poor shot in the family.”
• * •
An angry advertiser rushed into the
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and shouted:
"See here, our ad ought to read:
‘Thousands of patrons are wearing
trousers of our make.”
The foreman of the composing room
looked up. and weakly said: “Well?”
The irate advertiser threw down a
copy of the paper containing the ad.
The compositor had made it
"matrons.”
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CHAPTER XXXVI.
M ARY FI/ETCHER tried to con-
ceal her pained surprise when
she saw her mother-in-law's
home and the street into which the
elderly woman had moved. For Mrs.
Fletcher senior’s new quarters were
in a building of very cheap flats, or
tenements. This building was on an
avenue through which an elevated
ro.ad runs and the proximity to Twen
ty-third street made the place easy
of access, a fact for which Mary was
grateful when she. with her baby and
large suit case, left the ferry on the
afternoon of her arrival in New York.
Her mother-in-law was on the watch
for her and met her at the foot of
the stairs leading to the third floor
on which were the humble rooms.
“I guess you're surprised to see
me in this common part of town,
ain’t you?" she queried when she had
deposited the baby on her bed, hav
ing insisted on carrying him upstairs
herself. "But while I don’t think I
ever had much pride, the little I did
have has had a fall. I’ll tell you all
about It later. First of all. let mo
help you and the child off with your
things."
This she proceeded to do, talking
nil the time. Mary observed that
the elderly woman had lost much of
her sharpness, and when she saw
the lines of care in her face she pitied
her and determined to be very gentle
with her.
Bert’s mother’s bed was In the only
bedroom in the small flat, but In the
parlor was a couch on which Mary
was to sleep, and by that was a
small camp cot that the grandmother
had bought expressly for the baby.
“It wrs real cheap," sthe said, “only
a dollar. But we can make it soft
by folding comforters and puttin’
them on it. and he ain't such an active
child as to roll off easy. One side
of the cot can be against vour couch,
and we’ll tonce him in on the other
side with chairs. I ain’t got a very
fine place here, Mary, hut there’s
room in it for you.”
For the first time since she had
met her husoand’s mother. Mary
kissed her. “Thank you,” she said,
sincerely, "you are very kind, and
baby and I appreciate it.”
In spite of what his mother had
written, Bert's wife had not sus
pected until that night in what
straits he had put his mother. Now
that he had gone away (he had
started on his loumey that morning)
his mother spoke freely of him and
his recent conduct. She told Marv
how he had come to her, his mother,
time and again, "with a hard luck
story,” asking her to help him out.
"I suppose you'll think I’ve been
a foolish old woman,” she said, “to
do all I’ve done. I know I told you
once I knew how to manage men.
and I always thought I’d hold out
against any attempt that Bert might
make to get money out of me. But,
Lord! T guess mothers Is all alike
when the pinch comes. And when
h« told me that n few thousand
would just tide him over a bad
pine© in his business, and that the
lack of it would ruin him. I let him
have the money. And then he come
and told me that he found he’d need
another thousand to make the matter
sure. I got mad at first and asked
him if h« wasn’t sendln* good money
♦after bad. but he said that it was
all right. He—” she faltered and her
voice broke—”he actually took his
oath that it was all on the square.
And now the money’s gone, and he
tells me that business ain't any bet
ter, that everybody’s done him, but
that he’ll make good yet.”
She paused and tried to look like
her brusque and arrogant self.
“Oh," she exclaimed. "I’ve learned
my les»son and it’s cost me about all
I’d laid aside against my old age!
But I’ve got a little left to keep me
yet if I live in a tenement like I
thought I’d never live in. If I’ve
the good luck to die before long, I
may not have to go to the poor-
house.”
She tried to laugh, hut the younger
woman saw the misery back of the
sorry effort.
"As long as there in a roof over
our heads, it will always be your
roof, too,” she said. "Surely”—she
hesitated—"your son will never see
you want for anything after all you've
done for him. He tells me that busi
ness has been dull, but it may not
be long before the money he has
put into It will bring him in some
thing better than he now haa.* r
The wife spoke bravely, but her
tone did not deceive the mother.
The two looked into each other's
eyes steadily, and each saw the fear
in the other’s gaze. Then the
mother spoke solemnly, leaning for
ward and laving her large hand on
her daughter-in-law’s slender and
toll-worn fingers.
“Mary,” she said slowly, *T wonder
where that money’s gone!**
Man- felt herself turn pale. "Why,”
she faltered, "into Bert’s business, I
hope. Except, of course”—she paused
—"except, of course—that he spends
some of it on—on—liquor!”
Tn spite of her familiarity with
her hueband’'* habits she felt her
self blush as she confessed them to
his mother. But her listener did not
notice her confusion.
"Child,” she said, “a man can’t
spend Just on drink all the money
Bert’s borrowed off me. I’m afraid
—that" Then ohe checked herself
abruptly.
"There!” she exclaimed, 'let's not
talk any more about it to-night, nor
at all, until we know whether it’e
eone into business or somewhere's
else. And—” holding up a huge fin
ger to emphasize her remarks— “I’m
goin’ to find out!”
After whleh cryptic speech Mie be-
^came very silent.
It was grav dawn in the third atory
teiement before Bert Fletcher’s wife
eloped her eves and forgot her anxiety
in fitful sleep.
Smart Yankee,
"Now. gents,’’ said a Yankee at din
ner, “guess I’ll show you somethin*
that not a critter in this room ever
seed afore, and not. a critter livin’ ever
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cracking it. held up the kernel be
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“Now r , gents, I cale’latft none of ye
ever ^ced that kemfl a fore, an' (swal
lowing it) I guess you’ll never see it
again. fleas© fork out.”
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only. If you consider moving to California,
this is your opportunity to go out and look
over the ground. Liberal stopovers allowed;
visit Denver and Salt Lake City enroute.
The fare will be greatly increased after
October 10th.
Many have gone to California with very
little capital and become wealthy. The op
portunities are just as plentiful now. Make
your reservations today over the
Union Pacific
Excellent daily trains, fast tourist car service, free re
clining chair cars, dining car service a la carte.
For specific information about California or any of the various
pursuits, address
C M. ROLLINGS, T. P. A.
620 Woodward Bldg.
Birmingham, Ala.
A. J. DUTCHER. G. A.
908 Olive Street
St. Louis, Mo.
Slob
Correspondingly Low Fares to Nevada