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I # u * r AT BA\ A Thrilling Story of Society Blackmailers. A Woman Believes She Should Do Her Christmas Shopping Eurly and Also Late % When the South and the West Are One When One Mile Might as Well Be Ten Thousand and Three Thousand Feels Like Two <ti) By NELL BRINKLEY Copyright. 1913. International News Servio* (Novellied by> (From the nlav by Genr*r Srar- borousf non h»lnK i.reeentert a! the Thirty-ninth Street Theater. New York. Set -a) ’ Kits hehl anil ...pyrlghted by International New* Service.) TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT. 'A Filipino boy—hie name's Farnadino —but I’ve cut off the ‘dlno’ and made him a Christian ’’ Barney smiled vagusly at the witti cism and departed. "Flagg has Just died—suddenly—an hour ago,” went on the Captain. "Chief Shannon calls Flagg's death a murder I called It a suicide " “Wall?" asked the doctor, quietly. The diagnosis of this case was very Imperfect as yet. "There’ll be an autopsy The Coroner will be under the domination or at least under the Influence of the police I want an Independent surgeon present—a man of personal courage and of authority In his profession. 1 WANT YOU THERE ” "I can’t do that." said the doctor firm ly. There was no anger In his tone— only surprise that such a man as Hol brook should ask a favor like this "You can’t do that—you cant do what?” "Assist In an autopsy ” "You can witness it, can’t you?” "I don’t care to.” "Who does care to? But as a duty. . . . Why, I’ve a vital Interest In be lieving this man a suicide.” “Are you asking me to distort the facts?” "Do you think I’d insult you? To prevent their distortion—I want a man of my own there to s^e all that’s dons or discovered. . . . It’s a matter of life and death, doctor - and every move must be covered expertly. . . . There’ll be the best lawyers money can get and they’ll want to confer with a man of their kind- the best surgeon money can £*t—not a coroner—but Doctor Francis Billott—the last word In his profes sion— "When is this?” "At daylight, I think—I’ll And out?" "My assistant could ” began the doctor, moved in spite of himself by the plea -by the ring of desperate earnest ness in Holbrook's voice. "Your assistant won’t do. . . . Come, now, doctor, would you send your as sistant If I was to be cut open my self?” “No—but " The Warning. "THIS IS A THOUSAND TIMES MORS IMPORTANT TO ME . . .” "Who's that?" asked the doctor, nerv ously. as If caught In some flagrant wrongdoing, as he heard the sound of a knock on the door. "How can I be telling through a wal nut door?” laughed Lifry, easily. He went toward it, nodding toward the de canter of whisky the while "Help yourself ’tis a fine bracer, they tell me.” But Dr. Francis Elliott knew well that the "bracer" might stimulate for the moment -but the pendulum would swing back again, and depleted man hood would pay In greater nervousness for the toll the "bnaolng" drink had demanded for it* moment of warmth He smiled and poured himself a cup of tea* "Ah. Father fehannon - come In." cried Harry in the warm tone of affection that crept into his voice at the sight of this fine man and fri**nd and preacher "I’ve very urgent business. Captain.” said the father in a voice whose hid den pain betrayed that the business that brought him was Indeed "urgent." "I’m leaving." said the doctor, dryly. "Not without your promise to do what I Mked you," interposed Lurry into his voice came some of that command ing quality that had kept Tommy Gil bert from telling too much at the “‘third degree” In the aplder’e den. There was a pause and none of the men could dream how much hung on that moment of silence. “I promise." said Doctor Francis Elliott. "God bless you—I’ll phone the hour ” And Ijawrertce Holbrook closed the door after his guest after the guest whose visit had meant so much, much more than he could know. "Larry." *«ld the Father with slow meaning. "There’s a lady In my taxi cab downstairs.” Eagerly and anxloualy the Irlahman spoke "Herself?" "Herself!" cried the son of the land of mists and dreams — and action, when there was a cause that caught the ten der Irish heart. "Herself 1”—and In all the world there was but one woman that could mean to Captain Lawrence Hol brook. The Father nodded. "To see you Bring her up—please.” cried the Cap tain What if she should be seen by some midnight marauder . . what if some one found her alone in a taxi- •ah outside of Washington's greatest bachelor eyrie if the deeds of that black night had left Aline Graham one shred of reputation, all who loved her must seek to preserve It now* She Arrives. asked Father Shan. .ri % -A*; * \ Little Bobbie’s Pa By WILLIAM F KIRK. 1 ' T snowed yesterday A wen Pa calm hoam last nlte he was two (2) hours la 11 for dinner. Ware have you been? ned Ma. With the Sons of the Snow, sed Pa, my deer old pals. Once 1 was pure like the snow, but I fell, sed Pa. Hoo ray Who In the world are the Sons of Snow? sed Ma. It Is a Jolly bunch of fellows, Pa sed, that get together onst every Fall wen the first fall of snow cums, A we have a littel eelebrashun. They are. grand fellows, all of them, sed Pa, & I have belonged to the order for yeers. I thought you knew about them. No, I dident, sed Ma Between yure lodges A yure clubs you are a busy cup of tea. Well, sed Ma, come now A eet yure dinner. Wen Pa was eeting his dinner he wae telling us how he calm to Join the Sons of the Snow. All of the boys In this order was Wisconsin hoys, sed Pa, A you. of course, know that It snows a grute deel In Wisconsin We think of eeeh other offen In the sum mer. too. Pa sed. but wen the flrst flurries of snow rums out of the hev- Ings, the tellefone gits busy Si we all git together in sum snug tavern and drive dull care away for three or four hours, while the Wintry blast is howling outside. The snow, the snow, the beautiful snow, sed Pa. I beeleeve peepul shud git together moar I beeleeve In fra ternity. So do 1. sed Ms. & and that malks me think, the Sisters of Song are dimming up to the house aggenn to- nlte I am glad you are here, for one of the new members is a famus suf- raget from England, A she wants to talk to you about suffrage. Then Pa began to look kind of blue. 1 am afrade that will confllck with a engagement I made, he sed. The last thing beefoar I left the Sons of Snow 1 asked them all to cum up to the house to-nlte. I wanted my wife A littel boy to see my noabel comrades. I know thay will not be at thare eese with a suffrage! around. Thay hear all of that thay want to at hoam, sed Pa l doant think any of them will git here if thay feel as sleepy as you look, sed Ma. But if thay do cum 1 am sure thay will enjoy meeting my trends. Then Pa went into the library A lit a seegar A sat down in his big chair & started to smoak. Pa newer wares carpet slippers like the married men wich I have red about that put on thare slippers wen thay git hoam at nlte. Bobbie. Pa. toald me onst, nev- ver ware carpet slippers If you git married A have a hoam. A good sol- Jer shud always be under llte march ing orders. A maybe you mite want to beat a retreet on sum winter nlte. You wild newer he abel to git far in yure carpet slippers. Pa sed, A the enemy mite have yure shoes hid. Pa talked to me a few’ minnlts, A then he went to sleep in his chair. The Sisters of Song calm to visit Ma, but I shut the dear Into the library A Pa dident wake up. Ma A me let him sleep until her trends had went hoam. A then we woak him up A asked him ware the Sons of Snow was IMdent the boys cum? sed Pa. No. sed Ma, the boys did not cum. 1 knew thay* wuddent cum. The gurls was all here A have went Cum on, now, deer Son of Snow, sed Ma. & go to yure fleecy bed T IIIS was on a trolley ear. where you hear lots of things! A sweet little voice—that sounded like it usually used better grammar, but was so excited that it forgot—piped out right behind my velvet back: “Ain’t it awful—WHEN YOU’RE HERE AND HE’S THERE?” And I knew right away what was the matter, and I knew that it was AWFUL. Oh, all lovers who arc far away from the smile of one another’s eyes, here’s all kinds of wishes—wishes that a special letter is starting lover- ward this very night; for fortune that will suddenly, in good humor, twist your destiny so that you may l>e where she is and she where you may l>e: for a private wire to girdle around the world; a lover’s line with gold-dusty headed Danny for Central to fire every other folk off. Oh, all good, good wishes. For when there are two lovers and the two of them make one, and the One is divided into Two—and one half’s on one coast and the other half is almost on the other—nothing’s right! The sunset is a faded thing. It used to be a heart of flame and feathery tire when she watched it with you—and now It’s brown—Just BROWN! The end of day used to be “twilight” and the hills turned tender purple in that short season between night and day—but now it Just “gets dark!” You watch the theater go dark at a moving picture show. The square of Speechless Romance flashes on the screen—the girl in the picture looks like HER! The passing stranger who hustles by you on the street makes your heart trip up and hold its breath for a dizzy moment. It looked like HIM—just as tall—with a coat belted in— could It be that lover of yours himself? This is a station (and it’s a wild lunatic thought for you got a letter an hour ago and he was clear across tlic continent then), but maybe be has conjured himself right here. And then he turns the face of him around—and, oh, my gracious! how could vou ever think a plain chap like that could he the only man in the world? It IS awful “WHEN YOU ARE HERE AND HE IS THERE.” And one mile might as well be ten thousand and three thousand feels like two! Advice to the Lovelorn By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. CERTAINLY, Dear Miss Fairfax: In keeping company, do you think It Is proper if a girl is about a year older than a young man? STEADY READER. A year's difference In age is too little to think about. LET HIM DECIDE. Dear Miss Fairfax: We are two very attractive young girls and have many ad mirers, but both of us seem to be infatuated with the same young man. He is very bashful and shy, and for that reason we can not tell which of us he loves the more. ANXIOUS. That is something he alone knows and the fact that he is impartial in his attention indicates that his love for both is the same. When he learns his own heart he will make the dis covery known, and there is nothing you can do to hasten the discovery. THAT IS NO BAR. Dear Miss Fairfax: I have been in love with a girl for thre-e months. When I asked* her if she would marry me she said she would marry me next January. My mother said I should not marry because she is blind in one eye. J. B. It is not clear to me who is af flicted, the girl or your mother, but in either case it is no bar to your marriage. So Changed. "I gave up smoking to please her.” “Good! ” "And drinking.” •Well?” • “Now she says she finds me very uninteresting.” • Up-to-Date Jokes When at Brecon the other day the Archbishop of York told this story. He said he would not say anything against York shire men, but they possessed one characteristic which might be consid ered as a virtue or as a defect, accord ing to the view they took of it. One Yorkshire native, who had become well- to-do, was asked by some one for a subscription. He demurred, and was pressed with the observation: “But see how you have been pros pered In your business.” Whereupon he remarked: "Don’t you come any of your relig ion on me The Almighty wouldn’t have trusted me with so much brass if H* didn’t think I could keep it!” • * • A well known university professor was lecturing to some students on hy giene some time ago when one of the class—from the provinces—asked him how he, the student, could safeguard himself In drinking Croton water. The f urofessor rather startled him by reply- ng: r First boll It, then Alter it, and after that—drink beer.” * * • Mr. Closecoyne (during his wife’s re ception): "She gives ’em lights; she gives ’em music; she gives em food, flowers, champagne, and that’s what she calls receiving.’’ A Talk to the Male Jilt By BEATRICE FAIRFAX. % # Tabloid Tales © “Are you alone non "Only my Filipino boy—he'll not come until I call him. The Father went to fetch the lady —and the man who gave his rooms that were soon to be honored by the pres ence of the woman he loved slaver and fugitive from justice though she might >>e- a critical inspection He whisked up the decanter and started for the concealment of the buffet he paused and returned the tray to the tabln with a little gesture that said ' abide In peace 1u*t where you are " And to the flourtsh of returning the decanter he added a question aloud in the silence "No! Why all this— finesse**" He twisted hie mouth a bit wryly thereat and walked to the door and stood wait ing to welcome his guest "Aline!” cried hl» heart aloud. Then he closed the great doors of Circassian walnut and followed the girl across the room. Aline was again In soft browns of the copper hue she loved. She rose In the paleness of a Illy from her calyx of bronze Could this girl of flower like delicacy be all- be any of what the scandal-mongerlng world would say she was at her trial? For to-day the world is not reminded that only the guiltless may cast the flrst stone- and pebbles and rocks alike hurtle about the head of a woman who stands on trial before the bar of “Justice." To Be Continued To morrow. What, Mother Dear. Is meant by lead ing the double life?" If a man. Innocent One. earns $100 a month and gives his wife only $!>9.50 of It, she suspects him Of leading a Double Life with the remaining half dollar. But has she grounds. Mother Dear, for such a suspicion? As a woman learns the other sex bet ter. My Child, she learns she has grounds for every suspicion that enters her head What. Mother. Is the test of the suc cess of a woman’s dinner party? If every guest, My Dear, hunts a dream book next day. In what. Mother Mine, does the housewife And her most engrossing oc cupation? 1 can not determine. Daughter; but } it seems to me to be one of two things Either In keeping her spare room ready for guests or in roaring because guests are coming Why. Mother, did you order the maid to put the eggs In the bedroom? Sure ly a sleeping room is no place for eggs Hush. Little One—there are burglars about, and we will sleep to-night with the eggs under our pillow What. Mother. Is a bandit? Are there any these days? In olden times. Inquisitive One. a man rode up to a house on a bold black charger, and. picking up a maid, gal- | loped off w ith her In these days the I b&ndtt is a woman who in a sweet, gen I tie voice gets the maid at her friend's i house at the telephone, and steals her away by offering her more wages. The modern bandit is an object of greater hatred ^han the bandit of old. What, Dearest Mother, is the Yule Tide? It is an expression of sentiment used commonly Just before the 25th of TVcember for the purpose of hypno tizing Father and getting his mind off the bills. In what respect. Mother Mine, do you think the Bible shows most that it was written in ancient times? In no place. Studious One. does it say In re’atlng the downfall of Adam that Eve was a blond. What. Mother, Is Hospitality** It Is a virtue. My Child, that has its origin in lonesomeness and careless j housekeeping. The woman whose idol^ls an Immaculate house and a spotless tablecloth Is never out looking for ' guests — FRANCES L. GARSIDE. CHICHESTER S PILLS Tit UIAUOM1 R It A \ D. a ft* ftthftr n»y »r Tftftr AtkforCin-tjres.Tf bUYnV* WR4M» pri i s, fe, know* m Beat. Ssfot. At R*u*bl# SOLD B\ DRUGGISTS EVERWHFIK Dear Miss Fairfax: I have been calling: on a girl for three years, and now I have fallen In love with somebody else. The somebody else is a cousin who Is visiting the other girl. I think the cousin knows that I am in love with her. and 1 know that the other girl is very jealous. What am I going to do about it? EMBARRASSED. E *a MBARRA8SED. well, 1 should think you would be embarrass* ed. you poor, weak, shilly shally. dilly-dally creature, you. For three years you have taken up this girl's time; for three years you have made her believe that you were in love with her. and now' just be cause her cousin is new' you are ready to break the other girl’s heart. A fine fellow’ you are. to he sure. So you think the cousin knows you are in love with her? Why don’t you tell the truth for once? You know she knows it, for you have done everything you could to make her know It. Be honest now for a few' minutes and admit it. Every time you’ve had a chance you've given Cousin to understand that you never really breathed a long breath till she "came into your life.” Poor cousin. 1 hope she. at least, has sense enough to see through you and to estimate your deep and tre mendous passion at its true value. Why, you aren't worth a tear—you aren’t worth a sigh—you aren’t even worth a little crooked quirk of a smile. What in the world w'ould any wom an of any sort of character do with a poor w'eakling like you? Fidelity is the ane great virtue a woman asks of a man and a man de mands of a woman. Without fidelity you are no more use to any one than so much straw scattered by every wind that blow’s. Run along, little man, run along. Nobody wants you or your kind anyw'here in the family. ‘ Eating” the Evidence. 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