SYNOPSIS. John Valiant, a rich soclety favorite, suddenly discovers that the Valiant cor- poration, which his father founded and which was the principal source of his wealth, has failed He voluntarily turns over his private fortune to the receiver for the corporation. His entire remaining possessions consist of an old motor ear, a white bull dog and Damory court, a neg lected estate In Virginia. On the way to Damory court he meets Shirley Dand ridge, an auburn-haired beauty, and di cides that he is going to like Virginia im- mensely. An old negro tells Shirley's for tune and predicts great trouble for her on account of a man. CHAPTER VIII, What Happened Thirty Years Ago. When Shirley came across the lawn at Rosewood, Major Montague Bristow sat under the arbor talking to her mother. The major was massive-framed, with a strong jaw and a rubicund complexion—the sort that might be supposed to have attained the utmost benefit to be conferred by a consist- ent indulgence in mint-juleps His blue eyes were piercing and arched with brows like sable rainbows, at variance with his heavy iron-gray hair and imperial. His head was leonine and he looked like a king who has humbled his enemy that his linen was fine late, his is and swung by a flat black cord white waistcoat “Shirley,” sald her mother, “t brutal, and he mint-julep.” “What has he asked the other, her brows wrinkli a delightful way she had “He has reminded ing old.” Shirley looked at major tically, for his chivalry was doubted 3 in legislature it said that he speak iff question nor defend a murder, ite to he have ma- jor's his been the skep un- law of had been could neither on for trib withot “the wom: n Nothing of the Mrs. Dandridge’s wistfulness. “Shirley, asked, with a quizzical, uneasiness, “Why, 1 tion I've ever had French novels, and rumbled. to aha sort.” he face softened am ™ aimost a droll ROL every m thir even movement.” The girl had tossed crop ¢n the table and by her mother's chair Wh be sald, dearest?” ‘He thinks I ought sted shawl and arctics thrust out one litt} with {ts slender through its open mother-of-pearl] And he knows I'm vain of my Major, if had had a wife, You would have learned wisdom. But you mean well, and I'll take back what 1 said about the jfulep You mix Shirley Yours is better Ranston's.” “She makes me one every continued, as “And her hat seated at Wear a8 wor Her e thin-slip mother pered foot, ankle gleaming work stocking “Imagine! In May feet! You ever even Mon went day, Shirley when she ty she into the house isn’t Major the end as he the same” Bristow laughed off a cigar. "All he said his big rumbling “you need 'em, I reckon You more than mint-juleps, too You £ in need “Shirley,” Said Her Mother, Major's Brutal.” “The the whiskey to me and the doctor, and you take Shirley and pull out for Italy. Why not? A year there would do you a heap of good.” She shook her head “No, Monty. It isn't what you think It's—here.” She lifted her hand and touched her heart. “It's been so for a long time. But ft may-—it can't go on forever, you see, Nothing can.” The major had leaned forward in his chair. “Judith!” he sald, and his hand twitched, “it fsn't true!” And then, “How do you know?" Bhe smiled at him. “You remember when that big surgeon from Vienna came to see the doctor Iast year? Well, the doctor brought him to me, I'd known it before in a way, but it had gone farther than | thought. No one can tell just how long It may be. It may be years, of course, but I'm not any sea trios. Monty.” He cleared his throat and his voice was husky when he spoke. “Shirley doesn’t know?" “Certainly not, She mustn't.” And then, in sudden sharpness: “You shan't tell her, Monty. You wouldn't dare!” “No, indeed,” he assured her quick- “Of course not.” “It's just among us three, Doctor Southall! and you and me. We three have had our secrets before, eh, Mon- ty ™ “Yes, Judith, we have.” She bent toward him, her hands tightening on the cane, “After it's true. Today I am getting old. 1 may look only fifty, but I feel sixty and I'll admit to seventy-five It's joy that keeps us young, and I didn't get my fair share of that, Monty ly and then--well, then was finished, It was Inished long be fora I married Tom Dandridge It isn't that I'm empty-headed. It's that I've been an empty-hearted woman, Monty-—as empty and dusty and deso late as the old house over yonder on the ridge.” “1 know, Judith, I know.” it all-—all she sald. "But {t's been a different way in love, me, I mean Certainly not me think se once upon a time, hefore Beauty Va The major blinked, was out, the ona neither had to the veara! spoken He looked at her « thirty her a lit changed then fly, "everything fingers strayed aero bling unece for his For he too when eyeglasses back in he and It affair was past, had been a and Valiant and comrades cur: {ad he and ungovernable and fith of hizh-idealed, straightaway V ot and he neither be temper recklessness tor er 1 a Bristow of his name He mad strained season had recognized own cause as hopeless, and with burn eyes had hed racing abreast. He that glittering prodigal he had upon Valiant bbhery door et than the rest remembered that he ¥ wate Sassoon and dance and bered COs idith standing in the shru ‘ light from some open ning thelr faces flippant perhaps, of hem@apell: his tla grave word Ww h at 110s sacred not never!” , appeal it isn't b be you him? He had plunged away in her answer What attered then to him what that very night had quarrel! How that name dust! AURe care for the dark fore Came she had replied? And he befaller fatal The major started bad blown away the “Thirty years ago tomorrow they “Valiant and woman has her one suppose, and tomor Do yuu know Sassoon Ey ory mine I keep my room and always the same way book 1 read cloth trunk that a girl, Down in the bottom of it are some-things, that I take out and set round the room * * * a44 is a handful of old letters I go over from first to last worn out now, but I could repeat them all with my eyes shut. tiny old straw basket with a yellow wisp in It that once was a bunch of cape jessamines. [| wore them to that last ball-<the night before ft hap- pened. The fourteenth of May used to forward to it! Jessamines that particular day-—I'll have Shirley get me some tomorrow —and In the evening, when I go down. stairs, the house is full of the scent of them. All summer long it's roses, but on the fourteenth of May it has to be jessamines. Shirley must think me a whimsical old woman, but I ln- sist on being humored.” He smiled, a little cleared his throat. “Isn't It strange for me to be talk Ing this way now!” she sald present ly. "Another proof that I'm getting old. But the date brings it very close: it seems, somehow, closer than ever this year.—Monty, weren't you tre mendously surprised when 1 married Tom Dandridge?” “1 certainly was.” “I'll tell you a secret. | was, too. I suppose I did it because of a sneak. ing feeling that some people were feel Ing sorry for me, which I never could stand. Well, he was a man any one might honor. I've always thought a woman ought to have two husbands: one to love and sherish, and the other to honor and obey. 1 had the latter, at any rate.” “And vou've lived. Judith.” he sald bleakly, and “Yes,” she agreed, with a little sigh, “I've lived. I've had Shirley, and she's twenty and adorable. And I've had old lace to wear, and [I've my figure and my vanity old yet to thank the Lord for that! So don't talk to me about shawls and horrible arctics, won't wear ‘em Not if 1 know my- self! Hers comes Shirley. She's made two juleps, and if you're a gen tieman, you'll distract her attention way." > * . . * * * . box-hedge to where the two | sat under the rose-arbor, the at her knee. He stood a moment { ked at me that he sighed to way, him “It's been I began to want you to Years most forty en it the show Tom came to as Wh down, I wasn’t even fit as Dandridge” CHAPTER IX, Damory Qourt, "Dar's Dam'ry Coot ahaid, sub John Vall at an oid looked Facing oad road timenicked them ar ibow of the was gateway of gate that reed eg fron stone, clasping quaint an and heavy and was with rust Walt a it,” he sald In a low creaking conveyance and about roice, and as the turned topped, he iooked iim Facing the the land away sharply miniature through which rambled a willow.-bor dered brook, in whose shallows short horned cows stood lazily. Beyond, whither wound the Red Road. he could see a drowsy village with a spire and a cupolaed court-house: and farther yet a gorge with a wisp white it marked the faraway railway entrance fell to a yellow smoke course of of a crawling mid dat big revenue ob trees.” sald Uncle Jefferson “But Ah i ain’ got none ob de modern ances.” As Valliant connly. jumped down he acquaintance | tall white columns before sory half-vision fourth-dimensional landscape that be longed to his subconscious self, or | that, glimpsed in some {immaterial j dream-picture, had left a faint-etched | memory. Then, on a sudden, the vista vibrated and widened, the white col umns expanded and shot up into the clouds, and from every bush seemed to peer a friendly black savage with woolly white hair! “Wishing-House!” he whispered. The hidden country which his father's thoughts, sadly recurring, had painted to the little child that once he was, in the guise of an endless wonder tale! His eyes misted over, and ft seemed to him that moment that his father was very near, Leaving the negro to unload his be longings, he traversed an overgrown path of mossed gravel, between box rows frowsled like the manes of lions gone mad and smothered in an ae cumulation of matted roots and debris of rotting foliage, and presently, the bulldog at his heels, found himself in the rear of the house. “Mine!” he #id aloud with a rueful pride. “And for general run-down. ness, ita up to the advertisement” He looked musingly at the piteous wreck and ruin, his gaze sweeping down across the bared felds and un kempt forest. “Mine!” he repeated. “All that, I suppose, for it has the same earmarks of neglect, Between those cultivated stretches it looks like an a wedge of Sahara gone astray.” His gaze returned to the house. “Yet what a place it must have been in its time!” He went slowly back to where his con- ductor sat on the lichened block. “We's heah,” called Uncle Jefferson cheerfully. "Whut gwinter do Reck’'n Ah better go ovah Daundridge’'s place fer Lawd!” he added, “ef he we ter Miss now?” were words, before en “Friends The sentiment pleasure the for theres not big key: which he had noted in the massive flange He smiled warm current fingertips Here of his was A Lilliputian splder-web stretched over the preempted keyhole, tiny gray-striped denizen the with a lock He turned fit sense of timidity late sent its red rays nterior He stood in a spacious hall, his nc with a curious but pleasant aromatic odor with whic} cH was strongly | The next room that he entered was | big and wide, a place of dark colors, [ nobly smutched of time, It been at library and living-room A | great leather settes was drawn near | the desk and beside this stood a read- ing-stand with a small china dog and a squat bronze lamp upon it. In con. trast to the orderly dining-room there | was about chamber a of untouched disorder—a desk-drawer { jerked halfopen, a yellowed news paper torn across and flung into a cor- | ner, books tossed on desk and in the whitened ashes in which had once this BENSO d lounge, fireplace a | heap of warred frag ments told tf letters and papers burned in Ol haste he lifted his eyes desk hung a life-size portraft in the high soft stock and collar of half a ] The right eye, strangely, had been cu from the canvas He stood 1 ! hand holding an eager his face and Egle Suddenly | the man, | vet century before and tall, one hound in leash florid, his single, cold, ' fvamty ILE GUBSLY proud «blue curtain eyn down through ArTOEALCE, Fr i h ssed this to be an elk’'s he shape ? ad. Dust ckly on everythis cobwebs ing Cra 0g rs 85 his face, and firanrlara fireplac Act It here th curiously i that » marked w light and heavier gether ences it and oper He laid back musingly n it ing a door d This had been end stood a mahogany sideboard glass candlesticks in the shape onic columns-—above {t a quaint por tralt of a lady in hoops and curis——and at other end was a huge fireplace with rust-red firedogs and tarnished brass fender. All these, the round centipede table chairs set entered rge room the dining erystal holding of disclose one love the in against the walle, were Greenheart, South American Product, Has Most Wonderful Qualities for the Shipbullder. of securing for use in the construction of docks and similar works In experts to resist more than any other wood the attacks of marine borers submarine structures, most valuable of timbers. It is native of South America and the West In. dies, and from its bark and fruits is obtained bibirine, which is often used as a febrifuge instead of quinine. The wood Is of a dark green color, sap wood and heart wood belng so much alike that they can with dif. culty be distinguisted from each oth er. The heart wood Is one of the most desirable of all timbers, particu. larly in the shipbuilding industry. In disputable records show that the best grades surpass iron and steel in last. ing qualities in salt water, submerged logs having remalned Intact for one hundred years. In the Kelvingrove museum, Glas. gow, there are two pleces of planking me thing gwineter en long.” Valliant assured him Here is five dolls fou ome food tc bring theres and them with yon think the a stove 1 Unele Jefferson er Ones en er ain’ Dap ah wid fo’ st suh!'™ CONTINU 1 h kin cook ¢ They was sub else this durable quality both from a wreck which merged eighteen years off | coast of Scotland The one greenheart-—is merely slightly pit ted on the surface, the body of the wood being perfectly sound and un touched, while the other--teak--is al most entirely eaten away It is extensively used in shipbuild | Ings and planking, and it is also used | weight unfits it for many purposes for | der It eminently suitable —Below the | Rio Grande. i ARON Legend of Aconite. Aconite is classed by homeopathic authorities as the patriarch of drugs ns far as literature is concerned. It is told how Hercules went down to the lower regions and carried the three-headed hound Cerberus to the upper world. 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