HALL, PA. John Valliant, a rich suddenly discovers that poratic wi i ! father which was thai wealth, has over his pris for the corporat! possessions whits He voluntar rtune to ti His entir in id 1 * CAr, a Jory om A neg im a way to ts Shirley Dand- +d beauty, and de Virginia im- Mrs Dand- rem ' afin to like other, ww vie m jor Brist furing which or, Valiant's father, Sassoon were rivals f Mrs. Dandridge In her ¥ on and Valiant fought a duel on whic vo former was killed ourt Overgrown and decides to Valiant saves nd ' hand of har . er D Hes count tha bite Knowing the ¢ *8 8 s from yf the the his fat ae ae Se uthall s r Bristow father's seconds. Valiant CHAPTER XXVI—Continued. “Bristow, 1 5 girl’ Finest 8h love with And he er as anyl !" said the [ ever saw youd a go Hump ly. “No man enou h for women marry Lusk I used but I've got head, if you fant.” The rine was an The major made an had the effec dropped silence. “I of that!" other Tesumed bitterly just haven’ pearl fan 's fingers. WI then! exclama open secret t of con The what lster with Katharine's hear stood still name of the killed in that Chalmers had told! Shirley Dandridge’s love with “Was she? The major's qus that conscious about ab ‘I Ve mothe Sassoon!” Why seem rtainly she would he brok to a quarre “You busafly “Not under the fant was forced int at that day, could be a party po think n " said the circumstiar oft. No; have de Katharine’s Heart Beat Fast ahd Then Stood Still. Sassoon! meeting. He could have explained it to Judith's satisfaction—a woman doesn’t need much evidence to justify the man she's in love with. He must have written her—he couldn't have gone away without that-—and if she had loved him, she would have called him back.” The major made no answer, Katha. rine saw a cigar fall unheeded upon the grass, where it lay glowing like a vanther's eye. The other had risen now, his stoop ed figure bulking In the moonlight. His voice sounded harsh and strain. ed: “1 loved Beauty Valiant.” he said, “and his son is His son to me—but | have to think of Judith, too. She faint. ed, Bristow, when she saw him--Shir ley told me about it. Her mother has made her think it was the scent of the roses! him. Every sound of his volce, sight of his face, will be a separate stab! Ob, his mere presence will be enough for Judith to bear. But with her heart in the grave with Sassoon, what would love between Shirley and young Valiant mean to her? Think of He broke off, of silence, In almost a sigh. him reach the and there was a blank which he turned with Then Katharine saw bench with a single “Bristow!" he sald bruskly. “You're ill! This confounded philander your time of life—" ing but he got up with a laugh. he said; “1 was never better in my life! We've had our mouthful of air “Come on b ick to the house.” “Not much!" grunted the other. going both ought to have He threw away his the path into “I'm Ww here we been hours ago.” the darkness. looking ater peared, and him roan b CHAPTER XXVil, Ambush. rer The er oft i which season! SIOr O01 the iver were Katha nat re used hands fi “yg . geams strange,” she sald, ir host scarcely Valiant tides in can John dred him I've danced with a He's been and yet he home if And you were quite one of the same hun New h & h short while ore at ways all treat him as if he yourselves Shirley smiled enchantingly. “Why, d to with us a Val y8 a Valiant. No matte where he has lived, he's the son ot the master of Da said, Bi ut maybe it seams od YOu ses hie mory hat's the wonderful Englisch part of it somehow.” “Is It?" sald SHirley. “1 never thought of It. But perhaps it seems We have the old houses and the old names and think of them, no doubt, in the same way." “What a sad life pursued Katharine dreamily now all about the duel, Shirley shrank imperceptibly now. The subject touched Valiant go closely It seemed almost as If it belonged to him and to her alone—not a thing to be flippantly touched on. “Yes,” sald somewhat slowly, “every one here knows of it" “No doubt it has been almost forgot ten.” the other continued, “but John's It's BO “You of course?” the old story What was it about-— the quarrel? A loveaffair?” “It's so long ago,” murmured ley if they would.” “Major: Bristow, perhaps” tured Katharine thoughtfully. “He was one of the seconds,” admit ted Shirley unhappily. “But by com: mon consent talked of at the time. Men in Vir ginia have old- fashioned ideas about women. ‘ “Ah, It's fine of them!” paeaned Katharine. “1 ean imagine the men who knew about that dreadful affair. in their southern chivalry, drawing a cordon of silence about the name of that girl with her broken heart. For if she loved one of the two, it must have been Sassoon--not Valiants else "How terrible conjec s ended for him, but the poor woman was left to bear it all the years. 1 fancy she would never wholly get cver it, never ba able to forget him, though she tried.” Shirley made reply that was the whirring wheels. The oth- words seemed almost an echo of what sh If had been thinking married after a while, woman must make a life for you know, If lives here, it will be sad for her, this opening of the old wound by John's coming And looking so like his father—" Katharine paused. There was a kind exhilaration in this subtle baitlag. Shirley stirred uneasily, and in the glimpsing light her looked trou- bled Katharine's had touched and in spite of her distaste of the subject, Shirley had been entering into the feeling of that supposititic woman The judge, telling a low It was quickly some lost in ers © he rse Mas too A her ell, be she she ’ face voice UR on the front story was his seat, over toned The Year Was That of the Due Date Was Day Jessamine Anniversary. the the Her whole min i beer hergel! of the surrey he bad the , and the carriage rolled accompanime nt giggles As it leaned swueght She of judge's peroration the Rosewood lane she ou have dropped said and your sour fan ™ gloves, too have ched them for yor are there already. How short rive has seemed!” rea we § w ive up Shirley, and gtrange Don’t dr the Lige™ seemed hersalf lane, her wolee even to wake mother.’ Katharine bade her goodby with care as the judge bundled her down in his strong friendly arms. No.” she told him, “don’t come with It's not a bit necessary Em maline will be walting for me.” He climbed into her vacant place as called their good nights sleep iate enough in the morning, [I reckon,” he sald with a iaugh, "but it's been a great success!” » - * * . * . - in a chalr said sharp and The wheels would ful sweetness, me the girls “We'll all Emmaline was crouched the hall, a rug thrown over her in open-mouthed slumber. She Shirley's in Knees, started up at the touch of hand, vawning widely “1 ‘clare to goodness,” she muttered “I was jes’ fixin' t’ go t’ sleep!” “I~1'm so tired, Emmaline the crown. [Its heavy." The negro woman fntangled glittering points from the balr with careful fingers. Po’ li'l chickydesdea!” she sald lovingly “Reck’n she flop all th’ feddahs outer her wings. Gimme that o' tin crown | =] like ter lam’ it out th’ winder! we go upstairs soft Take the meshing in the silvery-blue bedroom, she | deftly unfastened the hooks of the heavy Batin gown and coaxed her mis | tress tor lie on the sofa while she un. | pinned the masses of waving hair till! they lay in a rich surge over the! cushion. Then she brought a brush and crouching down beside her, began | with long gentle strokes to smooth out | the silken threads, talking to her the while in a soft crooning monotone. Under these ministrations Shirley lny languid and speechless, her eyes closed. The fear that had stricken her heart by turns seemed a cold hand pressing upon its beating and an algid | vapor rising stealthily over it. But! COLSTRAY VY hot nally she you, Emm: d voice, “good nis and you hands burned. Fi "Thank in a tire Eoing bed, too.’ wero and her eyelids! roused herself i ghe sald I'm; to line ht now, must go to sleep, dark, | at the | seizin ig and in- shadow of numbing wings. Vas her mother one over whom old due) been fought? She remembered cape jesgamines Was the that duel-—of death of her mother kept? Then 0 WAS dread, noiseless the folding } pn her, tangible, its the had the date of { the Sasgoon.— She sat up in bed, tren she rose. and crept ’ LEP hot hand bling the door with the stair sliding her along the polished banister. As she passed through the lower hall, a hound on the tirred, thun cpening dow n before caution her cool porch, scenting her, 1ped mn the way flooring, whined to the chamber employed as a general re a glorified ga rret, as Mrs fro y through 14th; Ed wenty-sixth with a willl a room SROON 8 The 1 Court who had Damory eT nan niuieqg ‘Oh, she whis; God,” Js I was so sther, You loved when he broke it father!” when happy! him, atd lied it - Valiant mother! heart your was Val broke Valiant who iant His slipped and efouchad the onized, bare shuddering led hair wet with tears Was her love to be but the thing of an hour, a sin clasp and then, forever, nothing? His fa. ther's deed was not his fault, Yet how could she love a man whose every feature brought a pang to that mother | loved more than herself? and over, the wheel of ght turned in the same desolate groove, and over and over the parox yems of grief and longiug submerged her Nolsalessly as she haa descended, she crept again up the stair. As she She floor and ag down upon the re her disheve ale she S50, over her thou Staff cf Life Made Use of by Cave Dwellers Is Cultivated Today in Switzerland. How old is bread? Diagrantied | boarders may have theories upon the age of the particular bread served to them, but that is beside the question So long as records of civilized man go back bread has been the staff of life. It is somewhere in the history of prehigtoric man that man first learned vain, make dough and bakesit on hot stones. In the time of neolithic man, when one branch of humanity for defense drove piles In the edges of Swiss lakes and bullt huts on their tops, bread was made. That much at least {s certain These stone age progressives had learned to reap grain and probably to cultivate it in a rude way. They pos. sessed wheat of several varieties, bar Curlously enough, two of these prehistoric varie, ties are still cultivated In Switzerland not far from where the lake dwellers These are the ble mottu, still grown in ‘La QGruyare, and jthe nouette de * passed her mother's a moment ACTORS GOOr, and laying her it, pressed her lips the to the grain of wood CHAPTER XXVIIL The Awakening. passed the Vallant awoke Abou vded with flyl ben Ad ng fact of an ona great at the core and his his eves opened day. watch and laugh iain these images, sil at He rom once, to the new 11a rolled “Past “Good heavy work 1 had iooked the bed wit} a laimed. all the twelve!” he What laid out for exe ' abhmnt “nn abou today?" was rulashing his curved ut Chur barkir Presently he lake, unerring of walter danced about rim wet a valorous pas the ing shocting jets under the bank to escs terraces new rapt QUICKLY ho He tried it marvelous about the gardens iat additio el to work a a] i ay-bed—a end cium farther the there now steeds stam day, good he sound walnut How he peered into stable horse stood more one ith hil go gallop roads, in that in those stalls flesh bought w ber from the from th igide Shirley would gleaming wher Uncle g over those roseate future 1 #he belonged to him! Jefferson, from the itchens, watched him sunehine, wh Serenade {TO BE CONTINIDED) door of swinging istling the the k t in 4 in ue Indian a To Remove Spats From \ Varnish, One of best substances to use in removing spots from varnished sur faces is butter. The stronger the bet. ter the Lausanne, rom the Caucusus, but no one the dwellers came to have it to make a coarse meal of the grain, and even fragments of the bread have been kept in the clay vessels that es caped fracture It is due to the lake dwellers’ cus. tom of building their houses on piles that we know go much about them The mud beneath their huts made an excellent trap to preserve things for the modern scientist. ——— so English Greetings. Erasmus, coming to England in Hen: ry VII's time, was struck with the deep heartiness of our wishes-—good, ay, and dad, too; but he most admired the good ones. 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