6 THE OLD FAITH. "Thus saith the Lord: Stand ye in Hie ways and see, and look for the old paths, where is the good way, and walk therein, and ye shall iind rest for your souls."— Jeremiah 6:16. As oman who Is travel weary, as a man who is travel worn, Who carries anew I lie Balling loads he over the road has borne, Who carries anew each burden when count ing them o'er alone, While trudging his way through hog and fen and stumbling on bruising stone, As a man who is travel weary remembers the first fair way So a man goes back to the simple faith that was all his own one day. The simple faith he cherished; the faith in the grass and sky, The faith that he held in Innocence with never a doubling "Why?"— When valley and hill and forest and every thing that is Was wondrously rich with a breathing truth, and all of that truth was his; Wheu twilight and dawn were peaceful, and his were the dreaming stars— The faith that he held unconsciously ere ever his soul had scars. .As a man who Is travel weary, he stands on a lonely height, Arid longingly looks at the stretching way that ends in the fading light, And yearns for the pleasant pathways as once he sought out their end— The faith that he held in ah honest hold as one does a faithful friend. He turns to the unforgotten, the years when he wrought no wrong, And seeks for the faith that once was his —all simple and sweet and strong. —W. D. N„ In Chicago Daily Tribune. THE INITIATION i By BELLE MANIATES | low, by D*liy Story Pub. Co.) HELEN WHITE, most becomingly gowned, came into the music room alter dinner, shadea the lights, turned on the gas logs and arranged the music on the piano. "Nell, I see you are making elaborate preparations to receive callers," said her brother Fred, banteringl.v. "I am sorry to convey to you the disappointing intel ligence that there is no prospect of your receiving a call to-niglit—that is, from «. man. All the men you know are other •wise engaged." Helen's face fell perceptibly. "Oh, Fred, what is going on?" "Can't tell you." i "Stag?" "Nell," he laughed, putting on his outer coat and taking a cap from his pocket, "you always ask too many ques tions. Would it give you a ray of com fort if I told you it was purely stag?" But Helen swept from the room with out condescending to speak further on the subject. Fred was surely the most provoking of brothers. He was so mean about introducing her to the "new man, ' Wendell Lane, who was a friend of TYed's. He was not a society man, so she had no prospect of meeting him at dances. He was extremely good looking and BO desirable in every way, but Fr?d liad stubbornly refused all her entreat ies to bring him to the house. "He doesn't care for girls—sensible fellow—and besides you've turned down ■fcard two or three of my friends whom I have introduced to you." "I wonder what's on to-night!" she thought, going to the library window and flattening her face against the pane. Through the dusky gloom she discerned Fred's vanishing figure faintly outlined. He wasn't going toward the street, but Across the lawn. "To the stable!" she thought. "And the ■cap! He only wears thatw hen he drives or goes on 'expeditions.' Perhaps he Is only going for a drive with some other man and said that about no one's calling to tease me." She hoped devoutly that some one ■would call. The time was so propitious. Tier father and mother were away on a journey and now Fred out for the eve ning. She did everything she could think of to pass away the time of that awful Interval from seven to eight—the hour of suspense. She read the evening paper, played the piano abstractedly with her foot on the soft pedal that she might hear the doorbell. Finally she went up stairs to see what her little brother Tom was doing. She found him putting on his coat and hat. "Why. Tom. where the you going?" "Out with some fellows. Mother said I might have one night out. you know." "Yes. Everyone is having a 'night out' but me," said his sister, with a mirthless laugh. "Well, I guess Fred'll be back soon," *aid Tom, consolingly. ~"What makes - you - think - so?" 'she asked, curiously. "You just look in the den and you'll «ee." he replied, with a chuckle. Helen quickly sought Fred's den and in in consternation at the prepara tions and supplies for a spread that she encountered. "The plot thickens!" she thought, fol lowing Tom down stairs. He went out the front door and from the window she saw him. too, cross the lawn and go in the direction of the barn. "Well," she exclaimed to herself, "the •whole White family seem to be drawn barnward. I think 1 had best follow «uit." She sat down for a few minutes to plot and ponder. Fred had evidently planned a sub rosa feast, else he'd have asked her to help in the preparations. He prob ably counted on returning after her re tiring hour, which was early when there •were no callers. If occurred to her that lie was going to drive first. Well, she fould prove or disprove that suspicion right away. She stole out across the lawn, down the •graveled walk, around the curve and out to the stable which was at considerable distance from the house. It was entirely •ieserted. She had a key with her aud easily found a lantern ill the carriage room. Investigation showed her that the team of dapple grays were quietly resting, as was Fred's own hcrse. She locked the door and extinguished the lantern. When she came out she was startled to see three or lour men come out of the old root cellar. She drew back into the shadows with palpitating heart and felt quite faint from fear until, as the men passed, she recognized Fred's voice. Then her fear was superseded by j curiosity and excitement. She felt that ■ she was on the track of the mystery. j As soon as the figures had disappeared | from sight she relighted the lantern and j sought the cellar. The door was par- j tially open and a faint streak of light ! shone out. She looked in. Lying on a j pile of lumber was a bound hand | and foot, gagged and blindfolded. Again terror seized her and she was about to flee when she recognized the form as that of Wendell Lane. In an instant she had removed the gag from his mouth and the bandage from his eyes. "Isn't this Miss White?" he asked. "You'll pardon my not rising. I am —" "Mr. Lane," she replied. "But how can I cut these cords. I cannot untie them." "There's a knife in my pocket." Helen soon severed the stout cords J that bound him and he was on his feet. "Quick!" he exclaimed. "Let's get away before they come back!" Leaving the lantern they sped away in the darkness, not pausing until out ot range of the cellar. "Do tell me why you were in there and bound so cruelly." He laughed. "I have recently joined the club of which your brother is a member, and they were initiating me to-night. They took me in that place, telling me it was the vault of the cemetery, and I almost believed them. This was only the pre liminary to several pleasant things they had in store for me." "Oh, what a good one on them!" cried Helen, ecstatically, "Fred thinks he is so 'foxy.' He has a banquet spread out in his den for you all. Won't you come up to the house. We'll make way with the 'eats.' " "Indeed I will!" was his hearty re joinder. When they reached the house and enjoyed a friendly chat, he sudden ly exclaimed: "When they come back and find me missing they'll get out a search warrant. Won't they come here?" "Oh, no! Fred will never look for you here!" declared Helen, confidently. "Why not?" She blushed a little but frankly told him how she had tried in vain to prevail upou her brother to bring him to the house. Presently they adjourned to the den and Wendell made caviar sand wiches and opened olives while Helen made the coffee. As they were enjoying a cozy little meal they heard the outer door open. "Fred!" cried Wendell, in consterna tion. "No," said Helen, listening, "its Tom!" "Come up here, dear!" she called. "This is Mr. Lane, Tom. You can sit down and have luncheon with us, if you like." "Oh, Helen!" cried the lad in a tone of wild excitement. "I've got more to tell you. You see I belong to a secret so ciety and we were going to meet at the root cellar. I got there first and I saw some men carrying another man in there and he was tied and gagged. The men went away and left him and Iran and ! got our fellows all together, and we thought it was a murder, so we went and told the men in the grocery and they got a policeman and all went to the rootcel ler, but the man wasn't there. They found the rope and the gags, though. They are going to find out all about it." Wendell and Helen listened to this re cital with delighted interest and at its close gave vent to laughter. "Well, 'taint no laughing matter," said Tom. indignantly. "You'll think it is when we tell you," assured Helen. "Tom never tells any thing," she explained to Wendell. "I'd never tell anything Helen told me not to; she's a brick," declared Tom. "I think so, too," agreed Wendell, and he proceeded to relate the circumstances of the initiation to Tom, who highly appreciated the situation. "I really think you had better go, now," advised Helen to Wendell. "Fred may be coming any minute now." "And may I come soon—to-morrow night?" he asked, earnestly, as he was taking leave. Later, Helen, locked in her room, laughed softly to hear her brother and his companions go into the den and give exclamation of regret and consterna tion. "Fred," she said, languidly, at break fast the next morning, "Tom and I got hungry last night and we found such lots of delicacies in your den!" But Fred was cross and irresponsive. That evening when he came home lie was dumbfounded to find Wendell there chatting away and on friendly terms with Helen. "Where did you two meet?" he asked, bluntly. "Oh, Mr. Lane Introduced himself to me one time when we were thrown Into each others society," she said, demurely, and Tom didn't even smile. Drought Costs Big Sum. Weather can often be reduced to fig ures. 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