6 VAv-O IfIMMWiiP I; iROCTredDTOiiiirAM aumi] I TfIIRD DD3OT KLEIN y w C- M/siD ▼ ARTHUR HORNBLOW Y ILLUSTRATIONS BY RA3f WALTER^ COPYKIChi", 1909, BY C.yV, DILUtNCMAM COfWAriy SYNOPSIS. Howard Jeffries, banker's son, under the evil influence of Robert Underwood, n frllow-student at Yale, leads a life of dissipation, marries tin- daughter of a gambler who died In prison, and is dis owned >»}' bis father. He tries to get work and fulls A former college chum makes a business proposition to Howard which requires cash, and Howard is broke. Robert Underwood, who had been repulsed by Howard's wife. Annie, In his college days, and had once been enlaced to Alicia, Howard's stepmother, has apartments at the Astrurhi and is apparently In prosperous circumstances. Howard recalls a $250 loan to Underwood that remains unpaid, and decides to ask him for the $2,000 he needs. CHAPTER 111. The handsome townhouse of How ard Jeffries, the well-known banker, on Riverside drive, was one of the most striking among the many imposing millionaire homes that line the city's splendid water front. Houses there were in the immediate proximity which were mote showy and had cost more money, but none as completely satisfying from the art lover's stand point. It was the home of a man who studied and loved the beautiful for its own sake and not because he wanted to astonish people with what miracles his money could work. Occupying a large plot on slightly elevated ground, the house commanded a fine view of the broad Hudson. Directly opposite, across the river, busy with steam and sailing craft, smiled the green slopes of New Jersey; in the purplish north frowned the jagged cliffs of the precip itous Palisades. The elder Jeffries, aristocratic de scendant of an old Knickerbocker family, was proud of his home and had spent large sums of money in beautifying it. Built in colonial style ! of pure white marble with long. French windows and lofty columns supporting a flat, rounded roof, sur rounded by broad lawns, wide-spread ing shade I rees and splashing foun tains, it was a conspicuous landmark for miles. The interior was full of architectural beauty. The stately en trance hall, hung with ancestral por traits, was of noble proportions, and a superb staircase, decorated with statuary, led off to tastefully decorated reception rooms above. To-night the house was brilliantly illuminated and there was considerable activity at the front entrance, where a footman in smart livery stood opening the doors of the carriages as they drove up in quick succession. Mrs. Jeffries' musicales were always largely attended because she knew the secret of making them interesting. Her husband's wealth and her fine house enabled her to entertain on a liberal scale, and she was a tactful and diplomatic hostess as well. She not only cultivated the right kind of people who were congenial to each other, but she always managed to have some guest of special distinction whom every one was eager to meet. Her own wide acquaintance among the prominent operatic artists and her husband's influential position in the world of finance made this policy an easy way of furthering her social am bitions. She would always invite some one whom she could present as the lion of the evening. One week It would be a tenor from the opera house, another time a famous violinist. In this way she managed to create a lit tle artistic salon on the lines of the famous political salons in which the brilliant women <»f the eighteenth cen tury mold) U public opinion in France. Alicia knew she was clever and as she stood admiring herself in front of a full length mirror while awaiting the arrival of her guests she congrat ulated herself that she had made a success of her life. She had won those things which most women hold dear —wealth and social position She bad married a man she did not love, It was true, but other women had done that before hi r. If she bad not brought her husband love she at least was not a wife lit* need be ashamed of. In her I'aquin gown of gold cloth, with sweeping train and a jeweled tiara In h#»r hair, she considered her self handsome enough to grace any man's home It was Intb ed a beauty which she saw In the mirror th< face of a woman not yet 30, with the fea tures regular and refined The eye were largi and dark and the mouth and nose d« llcutely molded The face seemed a cadi mically perfect, all but the expression She hud a )*v , .pi ||i • seem.d togo Ihii way hew -«he.|; h> • ■nttalcsle* wre the talk ol the town; her husband I >d )>« > i . nted h« i with th« Jew. led Kara which now (It'nl he I In .id there sei Mi«d to b nothltig In *be world that i could Y-t i ti<- was not happy, and a* tau ga«»d at th>- fat r "..i..| U■ t i.• tier It. «iw • tit w 4- 112• •! Id guessed how unhappy she was. She knew that by her own indiscretion she was in danger of losing all she had won. her positioii In society, her place in the affections of her husband, everything. When she married Mr. Jeffries it was with deliberate calculation. She did not love him, but, being ambitious, she did not hesitate to deceive him. lie was rich, he could give her that prominent position in society for which she yearned. The fact that she was already engaged to a man for whom she did care did not deter her for a moment from her set purpose. She had met Robert Underwood years before. He was then a college boy,' tall, handsome, clever. She fell in love with him and they became en gaged. As she grew more sophisticat ed she saw the folly of their youthful infatuation. Underwood was without fortune, his future uncertain. While in this uncertain state of mind she met Mr. Jeffries, then a widower, at a reception. The banker was attract ed to her and being a business man he did things quickly. He proposed and was accepted, all in the brief time of —five minutes. Robert Under wood and the romance of her girlhood were sacrificed without question when it came to reaching a prompt decision. She wrote Underwood a brief letter of farewell, telling him that the action she had taken was realty for the best interests of them both. Underwood made no reply and for months did not attempt togo near her. Then he met her in public. There was a reconcilia tion. He exerted the old spell—on the married woman. Cold and indifferent to her husband, Alicia found it amus ing to have her old lover paying her court and the danger of discovery only She at Least Was Not a Wife He Need Be Ashamed Of. gave the intrigue additional zent and | charm. She did not lead Underwood | to believe that lie could induce her to forget her duty to Mr Jeffrie*, but ■lie was foolish enough to encouriiKe | a dangerous intimacy. She thought she wan strong enough to he üblti to, call a halt whenever she would be HO disposed, but as IK often the case she overestimated her powers. The in timacy grew. Underwood became bolder, claiming and obtaining special privileges lie soon rcaliied that hu luul the upper hand and he traded on it. I * i»«l» T her |uitri)man. lie had no legitimate source 01 in come, but he took a suite of upurl n < tits ui the expensive A»iruria .md on credit furnished them .-10 gomcou*- |> that tliey became the talk of the tow ii. The iiiMK*xinc« and newspu l«*-rs devoted columns to the msKiiiti ceiice «if their furnishing# and the art treasures they contained Ait deal * t i all over lhe < oulitry offi-red hilli liberal < (lutttiisslona If he aoald i|U |H«ie of expensive ohjuta dart to his rill III! II e|(. ,«lt lh biiolli <• lels I■ > it will* >' »eiiltd «at M* i.!<■ i .line h veritable uauir tor art curltM <4 all kinds Mi» J« ltrl»» ui« mu paid • inrWiui pii>># lor .uutc "i tti- .0 sad t ad> i nuutf CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 23, 1911. pocketed the money, forgetting to ac count to the owners for the union they brought. The dealers demanded resti tution or a settlement and Underwood, dreading exposure, had to hußtle around to raise enough money to make up the deficiency in order to avoid prosecution. In this way lie lived from day today borrowing from Peter to settle with Paul, and on one or two occasions he had not been ashamed to borrow from Mrs. Jeffries herself. Alicia lent the money more because she feared ridicule than from any real desi/e to oblige Underwood. She had long since become disgusted with him. The man's real character was now plainly revealed to her. lie was an adventurer, little better than a com mon crook. She congratulated her self on her narrow escape. Suppose she had married him —the horror of it! Yet the next instant she was filled with consternation. She had allowed him to become so intimate that it was difficult to break off with him all at once. She realized that with a man of that character the in evitable must come. There would be a disgraceful scandal. She would be mixed up in it, her husband's eyes would be opened to her folly, it might ruin her entire life. She must end it now—once for all. She had already given him to understand that their intimacy must cease. Now he must stop his visits to her house and de sist from trapping her friends into his many schemes. She had written him that morning forbidding him to come to the house this evening. She was | done with him forever. I These thoughts were responsible for the frown on the beautiful Mrs. Jef fries' bejeweled brow that particular Saturday evening. Alicia gave a sigh and was drawing on her long kid gloves before the glass, when sudden ly a maid entered and tendered her mistress a note. Alicia knew the handwriting only too well. She tore the letter open and read: Dear Mrs. Jeffries: I received your let ter telling mo that my presence at your 1 liouse to-night would be distasteful to I you. As you can imagine, it was a great shock. IJon't you understand the harm ; this will do me? Everybody will notice Imy absence. They will jump to the con | elusion that there lias been a rupture, and my credit will suffer immediately with your friends. I cannot afford to let this happen now. My affairs are in such condition that it will be fatal to me. I need your support and friendship more than ever. I have noticed for some time Ithat your manner to me has changed. Perliai m you huve believed some of the stories my enemies have circulated about me. For I lie Make of our olil friendship, Alida. don't desert me now. Remember u Iwit I once was lo you and let inn come to your reception to-night. There's a rea son why I must be seen In your house. Yours devotedly, ROD BUT t'NIiKRWOOD. Alicia's face flushed with anger, j Turning to the maid, she said: "There's no answer." The girl was uhout to close the door when her mistress suddenly re i called her. "Walt a minute," she said; "I'tt write a line." Taking from her dainty escritoire a sheet of perfumed notepuper, she wrote hurriedly as follows: I "If you ilnrc lo i nine near my house to-night I will haw you |iut out by the I ; servants.** Quickly folding the note, she crushed It Into all envelope, sealed it, handed it to the girl, and said: "(live that to the messenger." I Tile o ivutit disappeared aud Alicia r< uincU h> r work of drawing on her gloves lu front of her mirror How ' dare lie write her such a letter? Was her hou«e to |»< made the heudquar iltris lor hU n'vludlitig schemes? Did lie wsut to cheat Ui«»ie of her friends? i I lie mole *he liteught of ill lie had * tlolie, tile .ingrter Shu bet a 111 e Her i >e» li.mlc d and her ln»uui heaved villi indignation Hhe wondered • what h»r huebaud. the soul of liouor, would *ay tl he suspected thai eke ' had p« i milted a NMMI oi I nderwooda r . Uarait«r lu use hie Imhim> fur his dla* i i»oi.> #t {iiaeilt* • »a« wee glad ska had ended it now, before It waa too late. Tiiure might have been a scan dal, and that she must avoid at any cost. Mr. Jeffries, she felt certain, would not tolerate a scandal of any kind. All at once she felt something brush her cheek. She turned quickly. It was her husband who had entered the room quietly. "Oh, Howard," she exclaimed, peev ishly; "how you frightened me! You shouldn't startle me like that." A tall, distinguished-looking man with white mustache and pointed beard stood admiring her in silence. His erect figure, admirably set off in a well-cut dress coat suggested the soldier. "What are you doing alone here, dear?" he said. "I hear Carriages out side. Our guests are arriving." "Just thinking, that's all," she re plied, evasively. He noticed her preoccupied look and, with some concern, he demanded: "There's nothing to worry you, Is there?" "Oh, no—nothing like that," she said, hastily. He looked at her closely and she averted her eyes. Mr. Jeffries often wondered if he had made a mistake. He felt that this woman to whom he had given his name did not love him, but his vanity as much as his pride prevented him from acknowledging it, even to himself. After all, what did he care? She was a companion, she graced his home and looked after his creature comforts. Perhaps no reasonable man should expect any thing more. Carelessly, he asked: "Whom do you expect to-night?" "Oh, the usual crowd," replied Alicia, languidly. "Dr. Bernstein is coming—you know he's quite the rage just now. He has to do with psychol ogy and all that gort of thing." "So, he's your lion to-night, is he?" smiled the banker. Then he went on: "By the by, I met Brewster at the club to-night. He promised to drop in." Now it was Alicia's turn to smile. It was not everybody who could boast of having such a distinguished lawyer as Judge Brewster on their calling lists. To-night would certainly be a success—two lions instead of one. For the moment she forgot her worry. "I am delighted that the judge is coming," she exclaimed, her face beaming. "Every one is talking about him since his brilliant speech for the defense in that murder case." The banker noted his wife's beau tiful hair and the white transparency of her skin. His gaze lingered on the graceful lines of her neck and bosom, glittering with precious stones. An exquisite aroma exuding from her per son reached where he stood. His eyes grew more ardent and, passing his arm affectionately around her slender waist, he asked: "How does my little girl like her tiara?" "It's very nice. Don't you see I'm wearing it to-night?" she replie# al most impatiently and drawing herself away. Before Mr. Jeffries had time to re ply there was a commotion at the other end of the reception room, where rich tapestries screened off the main entrance hall. The butler drew the curtains aside. "Mr. and Mrs. Cortwright," he an nounced loudly. Alicia went forward, followed by her husband, to greet her guests. (TO BIS CONTINUED.) DANGER IN LICKIN(TSTAMPS Practice Has Been Known to Cause Acute Inflammation of the Tongue. Do the people who Jeer at the cau tious ones who refuse to lick a post age stamp as "cranks" know that there is a defined disease known aa "the postage stamp tongue?" This Is an acute inflammation of the tongue, directly traced to the germs to be found on the gummed side of stamp or envelope. Other and more serious diseases i have been caused by this habit that Is so universal and Beems so harmless. One throat specialist In a hospital declares that many chronic affections of the throat are found among persons who have as their livelihood the ad dressing and stamping of envelopes. Bad skin diseases have ben known to follow this habit, and It has even caused pulmonary troubles. it Is after all but a habit, and a bad one. It lakes no more time and Is quite as easy to moisten the stamp with a damp sponge or rag. Where many letters must be stamped and sealed there are good pa tent Inventions by which the sponge ! Is kept uiotst. Hanging on the Wall. "The way pictures are hung makes such a lot of difference In the appear ance of a room," said an Interior dee orator a few days ago. "Thai fact Is j thruat upon me nearly every day. I go Into aorne parlors where the pic j tures are hung so high that all per spectlve Is lost, and the celling seeius to be hopelessly high. Other folks hang theirs so low that It hurta your • t>ln« to look at them, lu additloa to your eyes, spoiling the ! beauty of the r:*»iu aud taklug from 1 the value of Ihe picture. "All pictures should not be hung on the same level, as they so often are, ' yet all should be aa uearly on Ihe level with the • yes as possible If square ami oblong pictures are alter uated Irregularly with round aud oval one* the best possible effect Is gained Accounting for It, Art l.uver t standing be-fuie " the Bath') DM you ever see such cut u| 112 t'tiillsllUM —' No winder Vou tumsl renteuilier that the lull ain't tJtfougi, , wash in.: bet *«. if itH."- Judge. EXCELLENT GRAIN FIELDS IN WESTERN CANADA YIELDS OF WHEAT AS HIGH AS 54 BUSHELS PER ACRE. Now that we have entered upon the making of a new year, it is natural to look back over the past one, for the purpose of ascertaining what has been done. The business man and the farmer have taken stock, and both, If they are keen in business de tail and Interest, know exactly their financial position. The farmer of Western Canada Is generally a busi ness man, and in his stock-taking he will have found that he has had a successful year. On looking over a number of reports sent from various quarters, the writer finds that in spite of the visitation of drouth in a small portion of Alberta, Saskatchewan and Manitoba, many farmers are able to report splendid crops. And these re ports come from different sections, covering an area of about 25,000 square miles. As, for instance, at Laird, Saskatchewan, the crop returns showed that J. B. Peters had 12,800 bushels from 320 acres, or nearly 40 bushels to the acre. In the Blaine Lake district the fields ranged from 15 to 50 bushels per acre, Ben Crews having 1,150 bushels from 24 acres; Edmond Trotter 1,200 bushels off 30 acres, while fields of 30 bushels were common. On poorly cultivated fields but 15 bushels were reported. In Foam Lake (Sask.) district 100 bushels of oats to the acre were se cured by Angus Robertson, D. Mcßae and C. H. Hart, while the average was 85. In wheat 30 bushels to the acre were quite common on the newer land, but off 15 acres of land culti vated for the past three years George E. Wood secured 495 bushels. Mr. Jamen Traynor, near Regina (Sask.) is still on the shady side of thirty. He had 50,000 bushels of grain last year, half of which was wheat. Its market value was $25,000. He says he is well satisfied. Arthur Somers of Strathclair threshed 100 acres, averaging 25 bush els to the acre. Thomas Foreman, of Milestone, threshed 11,000 bushels of wheat, and 3,000 bushels of flax off 600 acres of land. W. Weatherstone, of Strathclair, threshed 5,000 bushels of oats from 96 acres. John Gon ziila, of Gillies, about twenty-five miles west of llosthern, Sask., had 180 bush els from 3 acres of wheat. Mr. Gca> zilla's general average of crop was over 10 bushels to the acre. Ben Cruise, a neighbor, averaged 45 bush els to the acre from 23 acres. W. A. Rose, of the Walderheim district, threshed 6,000 bushels of wheat from 240 acres, an average of 26 bushels, 100 acres was on summer fallow and averaged 33 bushels. He had also an average of 60 bushels of oats to the acre on a 50-acre field. Wm. Lehman, who has a farm close to Rosthern, had an average of 27 bushels to the acre on 60 acres of summer fallow. Mr. Midsky, of Rapid City (Man.) threshed 1,000 bushels of oats from 7 acres. The yield of the different varieties of wheat per acre at the Experimental Farm, Brandon, was: Red Fife, 28 bushels; White Fife, 34 bushels; Pres ton, 32 bushels; early Red Fife, 27 bushels. The crops at the C. P. R. demonstra tion farms at Strathmore (Alberta) proved up to expectations, the Swedish variety oats yielding 110 bushels to the acre. At the farm two rowed bar ley went 48% bushels to the acre. Yields of from 50 bushels to 100 bush els of oats to the acre were quite common in the Sturgeon River Settle ment near Edmonton (Alberta). But last year was uncommonly good and the hundred mark was passed. Wm. Craig had a yield of oats from a meas ured plot, which gave 107 bushels and 20 lbs. per acre. Albert Teskey, of Olds (Alberta) threshed a 100-acr© field which yielded 101 bushels of oats per acre, and Jo seph McCartney had a large field equally good. At Cupar (Susk.i oats threshed SO bushels to the acre. On the Traquairs farm at Cupar, a five acre plot of Marquis wheat yielded 54 bushels lo the acre, while Laurence Barknel had 37 bushels of Red Fife to the acre. At Wordsworth, Reeder Hros." wheat averaged 33 *4 bushels to the acre, and \\ . McMillan's 32. Wil liam Krafft of Alix (Alberta) threshed 1,042 bushels of winter wheat off acres, or about 53 bushels to the acra. John Laycroft of Dintou, near High River, Alberta, had over 1,100 bush els of spring wheat from GO acres. K. F. Knlpe, near I.loydmlnster, Saskatchewan, had 800 bushels of wheat from 20 acres. W Metcalf had over 31 bushels to the acre, while H. 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