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Copyright, 1899, by J, B. Llpptncott Company. All rights reserved.
CHAPTER I.
Doctor Francis Brodnar rapidly
puct-d the richly carpeted floor of his
spai'ions parlor office, his brow clouded
*nd his massive jaw clenched. His
countenance, usually serene and trust
inspiring. had for the moment lost its
kindliness, and was forbidding almost
to repulsiveness. A patient viewing
him from the operating table would, it
likely, unless possessed of superior
««rve, have succumbed to heart fail
ure; at best he would have demanded
wotlier appointment; for by some
•tavic reversion the good doctor had
•apparently returned to savagery of a
virulent type. When he paused ab
ruptly before the clock and suffered
k(« jaws, to relax, the spectacular re
sults were even worse. He glared vin
dictively at the placid timepiece and
.fnancd fiercely his heavy mustache.
"Four o'clock! four o'clock!" he ex
•ciaimed, "and this is her last day!"
The sentence ended in something like
■* groan.
•"Well," replied a voice near at hand,
"there must be last days for everybody
and everything." The voice was full
and musical, with a shading of melan
choly. The speaker stood in the door
my, hat and cane in hand. "If this
were my last day of bachelorhood, 1
don't think I could have stated it so
woefully,norhave I put as much despair
'lnto the sentence. How are you,
Frank? Why, what is the matter?"'
lu? continued, entering the room slowly
as the other remained mot ionless, gaz
ing silently towards him. "Don't know
me? Sorry to see me? Y'ou are glar
ing?"
"Dick Somers!" The name burs*
from the doctor's lips, and lie rushed
on his visitor, seizing and wringing the
proffered hand. Again he stopped, his
whole soul in his face and eyes.
"Well," said Somers, cheerfully,
"wli.it is on your mind, old man? Five
years Is a long time and Paris was a
gay place; but live years and Richmond
are not enough, surely, to effect such
a change as this! And I shall have use
again for that hand, perhaps, bones
■ and all, so—"
"The last days of your bachelorhood
—you said the last days of your bach
elorhood. did you not? Then you are
sti?l a bachelor, Dick?"
"Well, yes," and Somers smiled wist
fully into his friend's face. "The same
olti Brodnar," he continued, "headlong,
enthusiastic, impetuous! What new
wbeme is afoot now? Do you want to
offer me up on the altar of matrimony?
It i so, I draw the line there. Why, con
found it, man, what is the matter with
you?" he added; for the other, still
retaining his hand, continued to regard
Aiitu in deep thought.
"Sit down," said the doctor, drawing
'him towards a chair—"sit down." And
•Somers perforce accepted the seat.
"■Dick"—and the professional man
•t»>od over him—"l will welcome you
formally to-morrow, but to-day you are
the most welcome man on earth. I sup
;pofe<? I am headlong, enthusiastic and
impulsive, but I am true, am I not? —
*true to my friends?"
'"True? As truth itself, old fellow."
And Somers, who had taken a cigar
from a box on the table by his side, sus
pended the lighted match over the
weed as he looked up. "Anybody been
«ajsting a doubt on that point?"
"And honorable?"
*"As honor!"
"Vou would take my word unsup
ported for any amount, would you
Botl"
Somers looked affectionately into
th« flushed, eager face above him and
serious. "I would take your word,
Frank, against the world, except in
•one event—"
"And that?"
"Well, if you speak disparagingly of
yourself, Frank." Their hands met im
ipuisively.
"Dick, don't laugh at me or think me
out of my senses, but tell me seriously
—ts there any reason why you may not
be married to-night?" Somers started
"to rise, a queer look upon his face.
"Sit down," said the doctor, with
'both hands on his shoulders. "Answer
nije frankly."
"Heavens! man, are you in your right
««naes?—but yes, this is only the same
obi Brodnar."
"You do not answer, Dick. You are
treating me lightly, and I am desperate
ly in earnest."
"Well, then, old fellow, I will answer
you seriously. There is no reason on
•God's earth why I may not marry to
'•lig-bt. No heart will break, no trust
b* shattered, no one will care. Yes,
—my mother." He lifted his fine
tioe towards his friend. It wore again
characteristic half-wistful, hall
tt»o«iking smile.
"You would not care, either, Dick?
Not if by marrying you obliged a friend
rnlio loves you? Not if by marrying
you enabled him to defeat a piece of
villainy planned against the life and
welfare of one of his dear friends?
&'ot if it defeated a cowardly enemy?
Ob, don't you see my whole soul is in
>Miis matter?" The doctor resumed his
• agitated pacing.
"Wouldn't it be best for me to kill
iiim—in some genteel way—say —"
"No; Wiling is still a crime, but mat
rimony isn't—though often more im
moral. And killing would settle with
'but one, while matrimony wipes out
Uwhole crowd."
"Which, unfortuaately, includes me,
■SJL L & uess well—but there you go again,
Frank! Sit down, and I will be serious.
Only—you will let me inquire into the
details of this marriage which you have
evidently planned forme —a man may
inquire about his own marriage, may
he not?" Somers' voice was now plain
tive. The doctor did not answer on the
moment, but walked to the window
and gazed gloomily into the blue spring
skies towards which the budding trees
of the old capitol were lifting their
arms in welcome.
"Of course, it is absurd. Dick," he
said, coming back, "and is obliged to
strike you so; but, do you know, I be
lieve that friendship is the one undy
ing bond of our race. All others have
their limitations —even love of man
and woman burns itself out. I believe
that somewhere between men such a
friendship as this exists: to love where
another loves instantly and forever;
to hate where he hates blindly and im
placably; to hold his honor higher and
sweeter than life, his happiness above
one's own; to feel this holy affection
so strong that it permeates every qual
ity of mind and body, and makes us in
truth that which we believe our friend
to be. In such a friendship, Dick, self
perishes. We look into the eyes of our
friend and say 'Command!' We do not
question; we trust implicitly, blindly;
and if we err—"
"Life is black forever!" Somers had
arisen, and, taking liis friend's hand,
was regarding with affection his
flushed face. "That is Frank Brodnar
indeed," he continued. "You mean it,
my dear fellow; and I am satisfied that
if after five years of separation I should
enter this room and say: 'My boy, if you
have no previous engagement and the
way is clear, you will do me a great
kindness by' stepping down the street
and letting me marry you out of hand
to a friend who is being or has been vic
timized'—wait, I am in earnest —you
would take up your hat, smooth your
hair, and join me before I reached the
street or you had remembered ITie
madam and babies at home. But, my
dear fellow, I haven't the ability to
throw myself headlong into a plot. It
is constitutional that I do not excite
easily. 1 must find my way up to par
by stages; while you, you were born
above par. You may guess from my
metaphor what I have been doing of rli
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SOMERS WAS LOOKING WITH DEEP
INTEREST INTO THE SPEAK
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late, but it doesn't follow that I never
reach the point of high tension. Nor
does it follow that I am a cold blooded
friend. A little sluggish blood some
times saves a friendship. Sit down and
tell me all about it."
"And that is just what I may not
do." Somers studied the gloomy face
a moment in silence.
"You may at least tell me what you
would have me do, Frank."
"I would have you come here to
night, let me blindfold you, take you to
a certain room in this city have per
formed over you a ceremony which will
unite you to a perfectly honorable
woman, leave you there with her until
dawn, when I shall bring you away. I
would have you ask me no question
now or hereafter touching this mat
ter; have you regard this woman to
night as a holy charge and treat her
with the reverence and respect you
should yield to your dead sister; and
never from this moment until the day
comes when I may release you—and
that may be near or far —would I have
you seek to discover her name or place
of living. By your marriage contract
you obtain no rights whatever over the
woman or her property—l assure you
she will claim nothing of you—and
when the time comes for her to ask an
honorable divorce at your hands—a
mere matter of a few years, I think—
you are to grant it openly and freely.
More than this I may not tell you."
Somers had leaned forwaru upon
the table and was looking with deep
interest into the speaker's face.
"It sounds like an Elizabethan ro
mance, or a chapter from 'Don Caesar
de Ba/.an.' I am approaching par."
And then he added gravely: "You
have not forgotten that my mother
and yours were somehow cousins,
and—"
"I have not. Nor have I forgotten
that a friend's name and honor are
sacred whether he is or is not of
kindred blood. And I have not for
gotten that the woman herself—this
woman of whom I speak—confers an
honor with her blind trust. There
has been my chief difficulty, Dick.
CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, APRIL 18, 1901.
In these days It la hard to And a
man into whose hand.i you may place
a young: woman and say to her: 'Trust
him implicitlyl'" Somers smiled
slightly.
"My dear fellow, don't you see that
it is you whom the woman will trust
in this Instance, not me? 1 am only
to vindicate you."
"Then you consent?"
"Why, of course! I have no ties to
hinder me; and I shall never marry
with any serious intentions. As you
know, my life chance passed from me
when I laid down my commission in
the army to become a wanderer. I
am here to-day to sign for a small
share in some property of my grand
mother's, and to-morrow I shall be
off again. I do not think I will be
inconvenienced much by the fact that
I shall leave a bride in Richmond
whom I have never seen nor am apt
to see; and since it helps you and
your friend, why, I am positively
happy over the affair. Fact is, Frank,
I am about up to par in this matter
now."
"You make me happy, Dick. True
as steel always, but always—always—
I wish, old fellow, I might find the
missing note in your life."
"Satisfy ray ambition, Frank, and
you have found it. My people were
of the army and navy. You remem
ber Somers in Tripoli, and—but this
is idle. When that damnable villain
Holbin tempted me to embroil myself
with the authorities in an act of in
subordination the world was rose
ate—"
"Holbin—Raymond Holbin?"
"Why, yes. Had you forgotten tj»e
circumstances? I used to rage over
it enough in Paris, God knows. Pass
the matches, please." Brodnar passed
them and moved quickly to the rear
of the speaker, lifting his right hand
in excitement, his features working
convulsively. "It did not help mat
ters that they cashiered him for ras
cality and pusillanimity, for they had
let me resign, and my application for
reinstatement lies unacted upon still.
Frank, there is the open grave in my
life, and the missing note is silent
within it." He wheeled his chair
about and looked up into his friend's
face. "You would help it if you could,
I know; and bless you, my boy, for
your sympathy. What was it you
wanted me to do? Oh, yes, the mar
riage. Let U9 got back to that. Am
I to make a toilet? But of course—"
"You will do as you are. It will be
in the dark. But, Dick ; at this mo
ment, for the first tinv, the full ex
tent of your friendship dawns upon
me and 1 see the generous heart beat
ing away so faithfully in my behalf.
Dick, there was a woman in the af
fair between you and Ilolbin; you
have never told me of her and I
don't ask you now, but if there is a
sacrifice in this for you it is not too
late —"
"Sacrifice? Lead on! I am in the
hands of my friends. I am not the
first to leap blindfolded into the sea
of matrimony, nor shall I be the last.
Life Is a cycle and fools beget fools.
Besides, I have in my religion some
of the fatalism of the east: That
which comes to us without our seeking
and seemeth right to do, is generally
the right thing to do. The falling
eocoanut that breaks the sleeping
robber's head feeds the starving pil
grim."
"Well said. And in this adventure,
my friend, I take it that you are
the cocoanut. I am old-fashioned
enough to believe in God, and with
His help you may break a villain's
head indeed."
"But I shall be satisfied if my own
isn't broken. By the way, my wife
should understand that if this ugly
rupture between the south and north
involves blows, she may hear of her
husband bearing arms against her."
"Fiddlesticks! There has been
more blood shed in my back office
than you will see spilled between the
north and south. The people on the
streets and up yonder in the capitol
are temporarily insane. It w r ill end
in wind—my name for oratory."
Cheers in the street below, followed
by the discharge of a cannon, shook
the windows. A boy rushed past,
crying an extra.
"What does he say?" asked Somers,
as Brodnar, who stood near the win
dow, lifted his face.
"Fort Sumter has surrendered!"
CHAPTER 11. «
Richard Somers reentered the office
of Dr. Brodnar as the clock was strik
ing ten. He was in full evening dress
and wore a white rose, a Lamarque,
upon his lapel. As he stood drawing
on his gloves Brodnar regarded him
with silent admiration. The straight
military figure of good height looked
taller than it had. There was no sug
gestion of heaviness at any point, but
behind the perfect lines lay, as he
knew, an amount of strength and
nervous force that would with retrain
ing rank their owner among the ath
letes. But fine as was the framework of
the man and his physical development,
there was in the face, shadowed at the
moment by broad, down-drooping
lashes and mustache, patrician ele
gance, native refinement and innate
nobility that commanded undivided
attention. The slightly aquiline fea
tures were softened by arched and
evenly matched brows and an expres
sion indescribable by any other term
than that invented by a Paris friend
—"the Somers smile." One never ap
preciated the value of that smile un
til in some moment of emotion the
face which wore it grew white and
straight, and the level gaze of the
man was encountered. Above a white,
inclined forehead hair almost black
lay in waves, but so closely as to leave
visible the outlines of the splendid
head. Such was Richard Somers at
28, a man raved over by women, en
vied by men, known to but few.
"It is better this way," he was say
ing of himself; "a man owes something
to bis family and his bride in the mat
ter of dress, even though h* is not 1
see or be seen. And he owes a gre»
deal to himself. By the way. I as
sumed that I ara not to be seen —how-
ever, is that one of the questions I must
not ask?"
"Your face is not to be seen, Dick,
except in the dark—dimly. But I am
glad, nevertheless, that you selected
your dress suit; it does seem more in
taste. By the way—speaking of Ray
mond Holbin—Dick, have you forgot
ten that he dated from this state in the
army? —God knows where he was
born. I see him occasionally in Rich
mond, and" Brodnar paused and
looked curiously on his companion—
"have you ever been told that there is
something not unlike in your personal
appearance? Don't be offended, old
fellow, but, between you and me, there
isn't a more unprincipled rascal un
hung." Somer's face flushed once and
the smi'.e left it. He replied with some
constraint:
"I did not know that he ever favored
Richmond with his presence. I did
know, however, that he once lived in
this state. His was a presidential ap
pointment. His mother years ago
wielded considerable influence around
Washington, especially among sena
tors. As to the likeness, it has been
commented on before, and I once
fought a boy at school for discovering
the fact. Does he make Richmond his
home?"
"Of late, yes. But I see that you are
annoyed. My dear fellow, very ugly
people may resemble very handsome
ones. Shall we start?"
"I am ready."
[To Be Continued.)
GOOD ADVERTISING.
Wild and Ilanjterona Feat Accom
plished by an Old-Time Musical
Club of llostoti.
In the days when advertising was
not a colossal business, as it is now,
the Mendelssohn Quintette club of
Boston engaged Mr. D. 11. Elliot, a
Georgian and an ex-confederate offi
cer, as advance agent. He entered
into the business with dash and aban
don, and some of his schemes were
delightfully calculated to draw the
public eye. Says Thomas Ryan, in his
"Recollections of an Old Musician:"
We made a little trip to Niagara
Falls, and gave two concerts. Imme
diately after crossing the bridge over
the rapids to Goat island, there used
to be a small paper-mill on the right
hand side, the walls of which were
built directly on the edge of the wild,
rushing waters. Elliot went into tlie
office of the paper-mill, and asked if
they had any objection to his putting
up a poster on the walls of the mill
over the rapids*. They laughed de
risively, and answered: "Go ahead!"
We were using, as advertising mate
rial at that time, a long, showy
streamer, which bore, in black letters
shaded by red on a white ground:
"Mendelssohn Quintette Club of Bos
ton." It was a stunning thing. It
could be read a long distance away.
Elliot borrowed a skiff, put ail his
pasting materials into it, hired some
trustworthy men to help, and got the
skiff across the bridge and into the
water. He then boarded it, with one
man to help, and his other assistants
on shore paid out a long rope to
which the boat was attached until
it reached the wall. There he pasted
up every letter, and returned to land
in safety.
It.was a wild and dangerous thing
to do, but it paid. The poster could
easily be read at the old Grand Trunk
railway bridge two miles distant, and
all along the Canada shore. Every
body went to see it, and it. excited no
end of remark. Our point was
gained; and as for the poster, it
stayed on the wall for two years.
MODEL MUNICIPALITY.
Dnsseldnrf, Prussia and Its Efficient
Management by tbe lons
Council.
In Prussia the towns present a spec
tacle of autonomy and freedom from
bureaucratic influence which may well
excite our envy. The town council of
Dusseldorf, for instance, extends its
authority over a far wider sphere than
any corresponding body in England,
says the London Daily News. The
town council is at once town council,
school board and poor law authority.
The extent of its activity is wonder
ful. Waterworks, gas, electric light
ing, electric tramways, docks and har
bors, slaughter houses, ice manufac
tories, cattle markets, cemeteries, art
museums, theater, opera house, con
cert halls, hospitals and orphanages
are among the many enterprises of
the municipality. It is not necessary
to promote bills in parliament. What
the council thinks good for the town is
carried out without delay. There are
no vexatious inquiries and in most
cases no veto exercised by government
departments. It will interest oui
readers to learn that loans as a rule
are borrowed for 100 years and that
the capital invested in some of the
working class dwellings is spread ovei
a still longer period. The factories in
Dusseldorf are distributed round the
suburbs. People passing through the
central part of the town would nevei
suspect their presence. Working peo
ple, therefore, it will be seen, passout
ward to their work and return into ths
town for the evening.
A Misnomer.
"Pa," said the blooming daugftten
of the household. "I wish 3'ou wouldn'-t
call young Mr. Softlelgh a popinjay."
"And why not?"
"Because he isn't a jay, and there
doesn't seem to be any hope of hi*
'poppin'.' " —Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Peeps.
England says she is under no obliga
tion to Ireland, says the St. Louis Star,
and the green isle sends to her 640,000,-
| 000 eggs an&uallj,
When a now gets red wheM she
cries, and she doesn't care who seen it, that
settles it; her grief is sincere.—Atchison
Globe.
Try Uraln-O! Try Gr«ln-OJ
Ask your grocer to-day to show you a pack
age of GRAIN-O, the new food drink that
takes the place of coffee. The children may
drink it without injury as well as the adult.
All who try it, like it. GRAIN-0 has that
rich seal brown of Mocha or Java, but it is
made from puregrains, and the most delicate
stomach receives it without distreas. i the
price of coffee. 15c. and 25cts. per package.
Sold by all grocers.
The friends of the opposition candidate
are always "heelers."—Washington Post.
Supply Inequal to Demand.
This is often the case when people strive
to be economical, but where one's health is
concerned it is false economy to be without
simple remedies that cost but moderate
prices. When Mr. C. W. Durant was liv
ing a.t Leominster, Massachusetts, he wrote:
"I have sold several dozens of your Lotion
on the strength of its having cured me and
several others of Barber's Itch, as I wrote
you, and I need a further supply." Almost
every druggist has Palmer's Lotion, but if
yours does not, send to Solon Palmer, 374
I'earl Street, New York, for samples of
Palmer's Lotion and Lotion Soap.
Coffee and political principles should have
good grounds.—Judge.
There la a Class of People
Who are injured by the use of coffee. Re
cently there has been placed in all the gro
cery stores a new preparation called
GRAIN-O, made of pure grains, that takes
the place of coffee. The most delicate stom
ach receives it without distress, and but few
can tell it from coffee. It does not co«t over
i as much. Children may drink it with
great benefit. 15 cts. and 25 cts. per pack
age. Try it. Ask for GRAIN-O.
CoßghtiK Lead* to Corsnmptlon.
Kemp's Balsam will stop the Cough at
once. Goto your druggist to-day and get a
•ample bottle free. Large bottles 25 and 50
cents. Go at once: delavs are dangerous.
Any set is meritorious that is not a misfit.
•—Chicago Daily News.
A woman is sick—some disease peculiar to her sex is fast
developing in her system. She goes to her family physician
and tells him a story, but not the whole story.
She holds back something, loses her head, becomes agi
tated, forgets what she wants to say, and finally conceals
what she ought to have told, and this completely mystifies
the doctor.
Is it a wonder, therefore, that the doctor fails to cure the
disease ? Still we cannot blame the woman, for it is very em
barrassing to detail some of the symptoms of her suffering,
even to her family physician. This is the reason why
hundreds of thousands of women are now in corre
spondence with Mrs. Pinkham, at Lynn, Mass. To
her they can give every symptom, so that when she is rea,dy
to advise them she is in possession of more facts from her
correspondence with the patient than the physician can
possibly obtain through a personal interview.
Following we publish a letter from a woman showing the
result of a correspondence with Mrs. Pinkham. All such
letters are considered absolutely confidential by
Mrs. Pinkham, and are never published in any way or
manner without the consent in writing of the patient; but
hundreds of women are so grateful for the health which Mrs.
Pinkham and her medicine have been able to restore to them
that they not only consent to publishing their letters, but
write asking that this be done in order that other women
who suffer may be benefited by their experience.
Mrs. Ella Rice, Chelsea, Wis., writes:
" DEAR MRS. PINKHAM :—For two years I was troubled with falling'
and inflammation of the womb. I suffered very much with bearing-down
pains, headache, backache, and was not able to do anything. What 1
endured no one knows but those who have suffered as I did. I could
hardly drag myself across the floor. I doctored with the physicians of this
town for three months and grew worse instead of better. My husband
and friends wished me to write to you, but I had no faith in patent medi
cines. At last I became so bad that I concluded to ask your advice. I
received an answer at once advising me to take your Vegetable Compound,
and I did so. Before I had taken two bottles I felt better, and after I had
taken five bottles there was no happier woman on earth, for I was well
airaiu. I know that your Vegetable Compound cured me, and I wish and
advise every woman who suffers as I did to try Lydia E. Plnknam s Vege
table Compound. Believe me always grateful for the recovery of my
health."— MßS. ELLA RICE, Chelsea, Wis.
npiH Ann Owing to the fact that lome skeptical
P™ MrnM« rn ■ VL W ABJI] people have from time to lime questioned
■ '■■■■■■ lit WW #AIIU the genuineness of the testimonial letters
■■■ill * are constantly publishing, we have
M I I I I I I deposited with the National City Bank, of Lynn, Mas*., $5,000,
■ ■■■■■■ which will be paid to any person who will show that the above
H H B ■ M ■ testimonial is nut genuine, or was published before obtaining
the writer's special permission.—LYDlA E. PINKHAM MBDICINB Co.
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smell and completely derange the whole sys
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nally, acting directly upon the blood and
mucous surfaces of the system. In buying
Hall's Catarrh Cure be sure yon g»t the gen
uine. It is taken internally, and made in
Toledo, Ohio, by F. J. Cheney SL Co. Testi
monials free.
Sold by Druggists, price 75c per bottle.
Hall's Family Pills are the best.
A small degree of wit, accompanied bf
good sense, is less tiresome in the long run
than a great amount of wit without it.— La
Kocnefoucald.
Heat for the Bowels.
No matter what ails you. headache to a
cancer, you will never get well until your
bowels are put right. Oascarets help nature,
cure you without a gripe or pain, produce
easy natural movements, cost you just 19
cents to start getting your health back.
Oascarets Candy Cathartic, the genuine, put
up in metal boxes, every tablet has C. 0. C.
•tamped ou it. Beware of imitations.
You know how you hate some people
without any particular reason. Well, soma
people hate you in the same way—Atchison
Globe.
Yon Can Get Allen's Foot-Kase FIIEE.
\\ rite to-day to Allen S. Olmsted, Leroy,
N. V ~ for a FREE sample of Allen's Foot-
Ease, a powder to shake into your shoes. It
cures chilblains, sweating, damp, swollen,
aching feet. It makes New or tight shoes
easy. A certain cure for Corns and Run
ions. All druggists and shoe stores sell it. 25c.
There is a marked difference between ma
lic and some piano playing.—Puck.