THE CENTRE REPORTER, CENTRE HALL, PA. OSEPH A. YORK, well-known business man of Portland, Me, who says he feels twenty years younger and has ¢ gained pounds om four bottles of Tanlac. Declares he can now eat three sixteen square meals a day. years,” was the emphatic statement made recently by Joseph A. York, well-known business man and highly respected citizen of Portland, Maine, *l am now sixty-nine years of age, and in all my life 1 have never run across a medicine that I consider in a class with .Tanlac. 1 have just cine bas benefited me even beyond my greatest hopes. teen pounds in weight, 1 have been built up and strengthened until I feel all of twenty years younger. in a miserably run-down and was compelled a short time ago was too weak to look after anything. tite, and suffered most ull the with indigestion. Some days [I would eat scarcely anything; in fact 1 was afraid to eat because I knew [ would suffer afterward. Sometimes | ing that I would almost die. My nerves were all unstrung and the least thing would worry and 1 never could get a good night's sound sleep. In fact 1 just lost in thing and was discouraged over my condition. “The ordinary treatment me interest every greatly falled to many statements from people | know here in Portland who had been bene trial. And now I know for what it will do, for 1 have taken a new lease on life. | am now able to look after my work as usual, and never felt better in my life. I am able to eat three hearty meals a day and everything agrees with me fectly. 1 eat anything I never feel a touch of indigestion. | never thoight there was a that cortld do me so much good, and 1 am only too glad to the facts about my case given to the public.” Tanlac is sold by leading druggists everywhere. —Adv, myself simply want medicine have Between Sisters, Mabel—“T've got ask gome money.” Ethel-—"So have L match you for first chance at him."— Life. 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Repeated at- tacks of Acute Catarrh may lead to Chronle Catarrh, HALL'S CATARRH MEDICINE fs taken Internally and mets through the Blood on the Mucous Surfaces of the Sys. tem, thus reducing the Inflammation and restoring normal conditions. All Druggists. Circulars free, F. J. Cheney & Co., Toledo, Ohio, Man Is a twodegged unimal who tries to work all the other animals for a living. —. re Held Ten stinitiates {ie liver, Sor, constipati cleanses the system an Tide the blood Gf impurities. ~All drug gists ~Adv. Every man has a right to his own Jaw, but he has no right to give it to other people. RS PIA Ph Ph PE , y Bo Se a RL RL PR SR HRA I ON HEEL SR PR PF PR 0 RY LAREN WOR WO RW i $y 5 4 LA a [3 Copyright 1920 by the Author, 3% FBR BRB RFR BRS SEER = Xe V. THE PORTRAIT AGAIN, ee] Boe That week saw Infatuated spring, abandoning every show of diffidence, hastening with footsteps dally. more fleet to fling herself into the arms of sumimer, Mrs. Trowbridge had arranged to take over the Southampton cottage of a friend who was going abroad. Priscilla, preoccupied with personal in- terests, her unhappiness and the work that =cemed {its only antidote, was careless whither they went for the summer, or when, or how, so long as the change were not permitted to hin- der her painting, and asked only to be let alone till she finished her two latest canvases, Twice she begged for postpone- ments, which were grudgingly conced.- ed, and ultimately, badgered beyond endurance by her aunt's insistence that she name a definite day when she would be willing to go, flatly declared she wouldn't budge a foot out of town before she had at least com- pleted the portrait of Ada Moyer. Mrs. Trowbridge heard the accent of finality and gave In at discretion—but with pursed lips, Foadick, observing Priscilla in a threefold capacity, conceded the ‘con- man : the girl was putting up the gam- est fight conceivable, against crushing odds, The physician In him saw with sat- isfaction the seemingly successful working out of his prescribed cegime, Even the sedative which, by his order, Priscilla took every night on going to any effect: to the contrary, her dreams no longer distressed the girl, Still, it would be over-sanguine to consider the case already closed with a cure. And the lover remained in suspense, with an uneasy il indeed, since hope heart . Andrews turned up no trace of Le after her departure from the in company with Mario. If | those two had married, they had man- | aged the business with the utmost circumspection and secrecy. He reported no in his search for traces of “Mother O'More” -—gasuming that such a person had ever existed. There came at laxing beat, onora progress length a day of re- when everything went Ada Moyer showed up in the mormn- ing only to announce that much as | she adored her portrait, hadn't the slightest intention of going on with the sittings er, for that matter, stopping on in town another day in such weather. If Priscilla wanted to finish the portrait she would have to bring it down to the Moyer country home and work on it there, This be- ing manifestly unreasonable-—Ada knew quite well t would be impossi ble to duplicate the lighting of the gtudio—Priscilla felt constrained to point out candidly how selfish Ada And they bickered until they each buffed to the verge of she was, parted, tears, Priscilla conroled herself, shopping to 40. The shops were crowded, the sales people irritable and irritating. She found nething that suited her. Be. tween three and four gave up trying and, thoroughly out of humor, started to walk home up the avenue, | In front of the Harkness gallery a little knot of people had collected, creating an eddy In the tides of foot traffic. Priscllia hesitated, then with quickening pulses added herself to the group before the show window, work- ing her way into fits heart, where she obtained an unobstructed view of her work. For It was true, what she had sur. Harkness had already put the portrait of Leonora on exhibition, And already it was attracting a con- spicuous amount of attention. Enchanted, Priscilla stood before her painting with eyes that shone and cheeks aglow, an exquisite emo- tien welling in her bosom. Near by a man spoke in the lan. guage of the studios, praising the per- gait to a companion. And Priscilla heard and was exalted. When she dared trust herself to do go, she looked around cautiously, seek- ing to identify that kindly critic whose appreciation was so much the more acceptable because he spoke with the tongue of understanding. A small chuckle was struggling in her throat. She could not Help won. dering what the man would think could he know how dangerously near he was to being publicly kissed by a strange woman. . . . But the chuckle expired in a stran- gled gasp. The dancing eyes stead. ted to a fixed stare. The color in her cheeks ebbed more swiftly than It had come, She began to wonder if her heart would ever beat again, if she would ever find strength to move from that spot where terror had transfixed her. Her veoring glance had heen arrest. ed almost as soon as detached from the portealt by the sardonic and in. solent regard of ome who steod at a slight distance, though In the same had she ghe group; a man whose face she had never seen yet knew; the man whom she kpew only by the style under which he passed among his criminal kind-—“Harry the Nut." And he knew her, as his meaning sneer witnessed, Nor was this the worst; beyond his shoulder a second face showed, color- less and drawn with passionate mal- ice; the face of the woman Inez, CHAPTER SEVEN I. FOREBODINGS. Only with the four walls of her own room shutting out the world was Priscilla able to take up the task of rebuilding equanimity out of a chaos of shattered nerves and scattered wits, By sheer force of will made herself reconstruct and review that ad- venture which had loosed panic upon her in the crowded street and driven her, a hunted thing, to seek refuge in flight from the hostility of those who had walked bodily out of the phantasmagorin of her dreams, like ghosts by soma black magic material- ized in flesh and hleood. Nevertheless they had been curious ly metamorphosed in process of ma- | terialization. There could be no ques. | tion as to their identity : but they sin- | gularly were and at the time were not the Inez and Harry the Nut | whom Priscilla had known in dreams. But the look and attitude of Harry | and Inez had been etched indelibly upon the tablets of her memory by acid fear She could see now, as clearly as she | had then, the blazing hatred in the | black eyes of Inez, the supercilious | and derisive malevolence in Harry's, As definitely she retained the de- talls of their appearance; which was | something vastly different in the case | of both from the time knowledge of them. The Nut, for one, had won his nick- wich for his for | she same of Leonora’s weakness gilly-ass manner which he commonly finding it useful in hiz busi. But today he was well {f per- | too much, dressed. A black morning coat with stfiped gray trous- | white linen and spats, i topper and varnished shoes, | makes a perfectly correct costume for | For all that on a day of summer heat it unde nlably conspicuous, In the case of Inez the transforma. tion had proved even more startling The Inez whom Priscilla had seen with the eyes of Leonora was prone shoddy finery and strident celor schemes, and displayed lofty contempt | for trifles such as buttons missing or hanging by a thread, stains down at the heels, skirts that | cleared the ground at the same ole. vation fore and aft. Whereas today | ghee was trimly turned in the smartest of tallleurs, with a hat the | last cry In popular Impudence, and | gloved and shod as well in a way that | criticise, : Clearly the Nut had prospered since | that night at Ristori’'s. As clearly the inconstant Inez, following the of Leo the Blood, had been forsake a sinking ship for passage on | a more seaworthy craft with every promise of a prosperous voyage But (Priscilla argued firmly with herself) what of that? What was It | to her whether Inez and Harry fared well or 1117 After all, why In the name of rea- son need she have been 80 easy a prey to consternation on unexpectedly com. ing face to face with the pair? What though Inez and Harry had mistaken her for Leonora? She was not, she was merely one who resem- bled Leonora strangely and still more strangely was sib to her In spiritual affinity. A woman of another world | entirely, qecupying an established po- | sition In an ordered and solid state of soclety, she was secure against any offense which wrong-headed malice might offer her, She had nothing, positively nothing, to fear from them. And yet—she was afraid, fear crawl ed, in the back of her mind, outside the bright arena of common sense, like a snake In a shadowy thicket, . . . She pondered the riddle for a long time before It was revealed to her that her fear was not for herself but for Leonora. Imagination called up again those faces that had glared at her in the crowd, two masks of evil lighted from within by a hatred deadly and im- placable. As long as those two remained at large, Priscilla knew, so long would the happiness, if not the life, of Le- onora be in jeopardy. She tried to think of something she could do to confound them, frustrate them, reduce them to impotence, But she knew so little, her life had been too weil sheltered, she could not imagine how to deal with creatured of thelr sort--recourse to the poliga being out of the quastion since ‘It must necessarily involve Leonora, A chiming clock reminded ber that | ness, ere waisteoat is to grease out arrest awift to it was half after four, while at five she was to take tea with some friends who were leaving town the next day. With every wish and reason to digap- made ready to ge. It would never do to let herself be cowed and overcome by minor alarms. There wnz in her mind foreboding of greater trials to come iI. MR. CHILVERS, With what she Inter chose unpardonable stupidity, utterly without misgivings, maid was answering a ring at the front door; and she paused on the low- er landing. In some surprige she saw the maid approack the of the stairs with a silver tray on which lay a card, Discovering her on the landing, the maid paused, looking up “A gentleman to see Wondering, still unsuspecting, cilla went on down. think she perceived, to foot Miss.” Pris- you, A man standing near the front door, conténtedly inspecting his image a mirror, straightened up with a well- feigned start and came quickly toward her “Miss Maine !™ rather high after a fashion be English in he exclaimed in a clipping his words believed off fairly Fancy voice, which he to and carrying it findin' yon in!" Completely blankly Into nonplussed, she his glared eyes, ignoring 4 “You He ut “Why, of course at don't remember me do! met ago Saw Harry Chilvers you weeks remember-—don’t you? the avenue this thought I'd call on findin’ you In. Merely passin’ thr town, got in yesterday, off to Newport tomorrow, know, Awflly Jolly to see you, really.” you on you and r afternoon, the off chance o ugh you She coolly : How nod py odd meq was able to say do?" and the maid. tu the door of the drawing room. you come In?" “Charmed I Priscilla halted in the middle of the room, 8 at She com with a toward “Won't table her back “Where You Catch Mim, Nora?” manded a view of the entrance hall; the maid bad disappeared-—she voutly hoped was out of earshot, “What can I do for you?” she asked quietly, looking down at the card to refresh her memory—"Mr. Chilvers?” Tall, slender, carrying the art of his tailor admirably, the man paused be- fore her in an attitude of raffish ease, With an ironfe smirk, he jerked his head toward the doorway. “Safe to talk here?” “1 cannot imagine,” Priscilla uttered slowly, “why it should not be” She met his stare steadily, calmly. “Un- fortunately I do not remember you, Mr. Chilvers, Nor am 1 acquainted with the Lathoms. I have an engage- ment for five o'clock . . ." “Really? Mr. Chilvers drawled. Couldn't pnt it off, I presume—now, could yon?” She lifted a wrist to consult her watch, “If you have anything to say to me, I can give you two minutes.” With unblushing effrontery Mr. Chilvers closed In, caught hold of her wrist and bent his head over the watch, an exceedingly handsome af- fair in platinum and small diamonds. “Pretty thing.” he approved with a nod, letting her wrist fall. “Where you eateh him, Nora?” She showed him a face like mar. ble, cold, hard, expressionless. But inwardly resentment burned so hotly that fear of any sort was utterly con- sumed, “My name is not Nora" “So I understand” Mr. Chilvers enrefully deposited his hat, crown down, upon the table, clipped his stick under his arm, and with a flourish whipped out a flat gold cigarette case, He repefited slowly in a voice of deep amusement: “So -— | -- under — stand, Mind me smokin’? “I'd rather you time “Oh, but 1 time there 8.” didn't. 1 haven't have—I've got all the He tucked a cigarette between his lips and lighted it, glance. ing appreciatively round the room. “Jolly little nest you've feathered for yourself, Nora. Pardon: Miss i cilla Maine-—anythin’ you like. I don't { mind what name yon call yourself by, i humor my whim for tather fond of Chilvers, Don't remember ever wear 80 long ns you | Chilvers, yon know, in’ an alias 1 took such a faney to" “1 don’t understand you. Won't you be kind enough to go?” “Presently, me time.” The Nut unceremoniously whisked away a dust cloth and sat down in the chair it had bidden. “I've got to hand It Nora-—Priseilla, I mean” he with a look of admiration; for the moment forgetting to be British, with the queen's dear—all in good to you, ohserved “You sure do get away grande stuff to the faste, mention this dame Not to house, and that .ila 1 take It, | Mind tellin’ me how that's yours, do it, doin’ it? both members how wou long you've been between this club “Evidently.” ourselves, said Priscilla, | mistaken about me, Mr. She moved a step the toward “Good - Mr did not | wagged a reproachful head. “1 say, Nora. don't | What's the use? I understand { fectly how annoyin' it and afternoon, Chilvers budge, be 80 ! is | thin’ but 1 It is | cerned, at as far and I con- #0 you might as are | well aceept the situation come down to earth and | reasonable,” Priscill you- Chilver “1 tell you.” person Mr. not the But tal Li K ed her down, of my blowin' on you N “Ora. pally, you, or Inez, either, ‘hat wouldn't Wouldn't know, would 1? We | we admire it no end he Ness, admire s0 much so that thor einer | we're all do it, and get In on the {| solves | out stands for, i little old friends | makin’ a fresh start in life.” “Please I” Priscilla insisted 1 for who are just “1 must ask you to excuse me" “Ah, cut it!” An ugly light giim- mered in the rat-like eyes, “Chuck it, Nora. Don't tempt me to pull rough stuff: it ain't the little thing I | do best, somehow .I haven't got the polish you mizht expect. But I've got to come through like a dear girl or rH . .." He paused, his round thin, hard cruel smile playing “How would Hips: : | where to look for you?” ! 1y. “He's dead" ‘Really? Mr. Chilvers puffed con- tentedly on his cigarette. “Sure about { that?” A baflling twinkle in his look, | pled with the innuendo, annoyed and | confused her. “What do you mean?” ghe demanded, instinctively lowering her voice and taking a step toward him, “Nothin'. TI'tn merely inquirin’, are you sure Red's dead?” “It wae in the papers" “Oh, 1 know Leo identified a body as Red's. But nobody's proved to me that Leo didn’t tell an awful naughty fib for the sake of a friend.” “You mean — you think — Red's alive? “Well, if 1 were you, my dear, 1 wouldn't take any chances except on a sure thing. And, anyway, 1 guess this crabs the mistaken identity stall for good, You won't try to sling that bunk again with your dear old side kick, Harry the Nut, will you? She gasped and was silent, discoun- tenanced, appreciating how hopeless. ly she stood committed. Impossible now to deny to this man that she was Leonora . . . Of a sudden she felt herself uplifted by a vast sense of relief. In a twin. Lkling doubts and fear and indecision were all swept away; all that misery of uncertainty, heartache and dread which had been her portion for many days abolished by the magic wand of a settied purpose which had been, as it were, thrust into her hand. Now she had something to do, something to live for, something to fill the empti- ness that love denied bad made in her life, (TO BE CONTINUED.) Little Pitchers. “Mr. Smith, did you sharpen It Just before you came here?” “Sharpen what, sonny? “The axe pa sald you had to grind” COU Stop That Backache! 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