10
'STUNNING FASfflONS AND PRACTICAL
OUR OWN
RIGHTS
ELLEN ADAIR
(fl 11l!IMPi
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The Mother Who Docs
The general Idea Is that we are all
pretty well able to look after our own
rights But this general idea Is quite at
fault. We may try to took after our
own rights; we may Imagine that wo aro
looking after them. But we aro prob
ably making a sorry business of the whole
affaire
For bo few people adequately realize
Vrliat their own rights really are, or
should be. They are like children groping
In the dark, and not at all certain of
what they really want.
The married woman lifts certain rights
that really aro her due. She should
strive to assert them, too. A certain
length of time each day for relaxation
and amusement Is one of the chief rights
of the married woman. If sho Is to fulfil
her duty to her husband and her children
thoroughly sho really needs this time for
It? recuperation.
So many married women complain that
they have nota"""moment to themselves.
'The day goes by In n perfect rush,"
they Trill declare. "It Is really appalling
how time files. And we seem to accom
plish HttleJ No, we nover have a mo
ment for amusement, or anything of that
tort. Tou don't understand what the
preparing of three meals a day means,
or you wouldn't'ask such a question!"
But It Is a woman's right to have some
time In the day to herself. It Is also u
welt-known fact, although It sounds al
most like a contradiction in terms, that
the busiest peoplo aro those who always
can And time for things.
A lack of system and method Is at the
root of this perpetual rush on the part
of the harrassed housekeeper. A little
forethought, a little plannlng-out of the
things that must be done and the things
that can wait a while, and the load would
bo almost halved.
So many women submerge all their
rights In a slavish submission to their
children. The tyranny of the modem
child, or son, or daughter has como to
take the place of the old-fashioned hus
bandly authority,
"Tou can't possibly wear that hat,
mamma," I heard a pert little girl say
the Other day, "People will think that
you are mutton dressed llko Iambi"
And the mother never said a word. But
she meekly put the hat away, and I am
certain that she will never again wear it.
The daughter who Is Just growing up Is
another proposition which frequently
JOflN ERLEIGH,
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CHAPTEIt XXXIV. (Continued.)
For a little while there was silence.
John Erlelgh, seated in a chair before
his study fire, looked very tired and old.
The girl regarded him wistfully. She was
longlnc to pour out her heart to htm, to
tell him what she knew, to plead with htm
to make friends with her mother again.
But she was afraid she might do more
harm than good.
"How Is your mother, deart" said
Erlelgh, after a pause.
"She looks very 111. She was getting
Better, and then It was when this man
"Vertlgnn came to Nlce "
"What has that to do with it?" Erlelgh
Interrupted curtly.
"I don't know. How should I know t
But mother was frightened of htm, I do
know that."
"Frightened of h!mT"
"Tea I could see It In her eyes. Father,
it's terrible of me to say such a thing, but
I'm glad Mr, Vertfgan Is dead."
'Joan you must not say that."
"Well. I can't help thinking It," sho
said In a resolute voice, and then, the way
seeming open to her, she took it.
"Father." sho said In a low voice, "I
all this has made mo so miserable. Don't
you understand that I know you have
quarreled with motherT"
"Joan how how wicked of you to say
uch a thing."
"It U true I know that It Is true. Tou
are both of you making yourselves
wretched over nothing; I daro say. I I
can't bear rt," and she burst Into tears.
John Erlelgh rose to his feet. His face
was flushed and angry,
"Joan," he said sharply, "you-you are
mistaken. I love your mother Tory dear
ly. You must not thin she was IU and
was obliged to go abroad."
"X believe It was over mo you quar
relled," tho girl sobbed; because I I
want to marry Jim Travera, I know you
have been on my side, and she Is so o
obetlnat about It I don't want you to
be on my side I oaa fight my own bat-
"My dear child," be stammered, "I can
assure you that lf nothing of the sort."
Sha took, her hands from her face, and
looked at him, her eyes wet with tears.
"Then there la something," sha
TUliatd. "I don't inow- what It Is and
neither of you will tell me, I want you
totb to fee heppy-and It seem to me
to k so terrible for you both to to liv-
i wut Ilka this."
John Erlelgh laid his hand irpon tf
jfcsiijWUr. "My dear llttlo Joan," ha said,
"yes mt put all thl out of your head.
Mow let tw tolls about Jim Travers. H
to e me yesterday."
Th words had the dealred effeot
jrtrl, loosing for news of her loyer. for
get, fttr the) moment, tho quarrel between
John BrWsn and her mother. She flushed
a, taming away, fingered a paperknife
that lay en the table.
", 1 came to seo roe," John Erlelgh
enti4MMf. MHe is getting en splendidly.
n, and CytfcB' m, l
wr and bt new opera Is coming out
tH a, wonth OT two
"Wny did he eome herel" eho queried
tr a pause.
M lauasd. "To set new of you, Joan,
-i. fey. But tba oten!l$o reason Jor
- sjnhn was bU anxiety a tout nts mother.
S tv 4 lfl at aHjgfjK these last
" wro .
' fjo - have bt fk m her. d
mmt with hr. The? y, -4rtt
njlwaaa4 wants
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Too Much for Her Daughter
makes life pretty hard for the modern
mother. The tatter so often sacrifices her
time and her money and even her health
at the altar of this rathor heedless young
person, getting little thanks In return.
"Mamma wilt stay homo and do that,"
tho girl will exclaim. "It's all right.
Mamma will see to everything."
The mother who spoils her daughter In
this way Is committing a doublo wrong.
For not only Is she giving up her own
rights, but she Is taking many of tho
daughter's rights away from her. It Is
the right of overy daughter to undertake
a certain amount of responsibility, and to
shoulder some of the burdens of this
workaday world. When troubles como to
her, as assuredly they will, sooner or
later, her early training in selfishness and
Irresponsibility will prove a poor prepa
ration for tho battle of llfo.
It Is a mistaken kindness for a mother
to "do everything" for her daughter.
More than that, It Is a positive injustice,
For tho girl will grow up Into an In
capable, helpless, spineless Individual for
whom nobody has any time. Moreover,
she wilt bo tho very first person to blame
her mother for this mistaken kindness.
"Mamma always did everything for
me," said a pretty girl the other day with
tears in her eyes. "Andow that I have
to go out Into tho world to earn my own
living, I find it so drcadfuly hard. You
know, mamma always made all my
clothes, and mended them when they got
out of repair, and darned my Btocklngs,
and 'did up' my gowns and blouses, and
in everything took upon herself the heavy
end of the beam. I didn't appreciate It
then, I took it nil for granted. Now that
I am away from her, I feci it doubly
hard for not only do I mls3 her very
much, but she mado mo so dependent on
her that I feel utterly helpless, and al
most lncapablo of coping with the situa
tion." The mother who acted In this foolish
way not only violated her own rights. In
turning herself into her daughter's slave,
but also most certainly Violated the rights
of her daughter. To render ono human
being dependent on another and Incapable
of conducting her own affairs Is a kind
ness which, howover well meant, Is akin
to cruelty.
It is the Instinct of all true mothers to
sacrifice themselves for their children,
suggest, Joan; you and I will go up to
town. I cart manage It tomorrow."
"Oh, you dear, you dear!" said Joan,
and flinging her arms round his neck she
kissed him.
H. GRACE, how shockingly HI you
look," said Erlelgh, when he was
shown Into his sister's bedroom.
"Yes, I am 111," she nnswered In a hard,
strained voice. "No, please, do not kiss
mo It may be something infectious I
am sickening for something. Is Joan with
you?"
:Yes In the other room."
"With my son?"
"Yes, Grace oh, I do wish wo could
make those two happy. I have tried my
hardest, but Anne "
"I have had a letter from her," Mrs.
Travers Interrupted, "It is here on the
table by the side of the bed. You had
better read it."
"Not now, Grace, Ivo como here to "
"Read the letter, please," she said
harshly. ,He picked it up and read as
follows: i
"Dear Mrs, Travera I am much
troubled about my daughter Joan, as I
am afraid she is not inclined to dismiss
your son entirely from her thoughts. It
la possible that even her love for her
mother may not be strong enough to pre
vent her from taklnjr a step that she will
repent all her life. I have decided, there
fore, to tell hor the truth about you. I
am, yours faithfully,
"ANNE WrMBBRLEY."
He folded up the letter and replaced It
in Its envelope.
'My wife must not be allowed to do
that," he said, after a pause. "I do not
think it Is at all necessary. You particu
larly wish this kept from your son. I
can see what will happen, Joan Is very
young and romantic. She will tetl her'
mother that this makes no difference to
her. Then my wife will so to your aon,
and he It Is your son who will not
marry Joan. His fine, artistic tempera
ment "
"You need not go on." said Mrs. Travers
in a hard voice. "Both you and your wife
will do as I wish In this matter. I have
not yet decided what la best for my son.
It la not for you to decide you, who killed
his father."
For a few moments there was silence
In the room. Then Erlelgh cried out,
"Grace!" and It was a cry of horror. He
stood motionless. Even his lips did not
seem to move, as he spoke that single
word. Tho woman looked at him steadily.
Her deep blue eyes glowed with Are. She
had raised herself on one elbow and was
looking at him, her ruddy gold hair fall
ing about her shoulders like flames.
"You wpnder why I am HIT" she went
on In the samo cold voice, "tfor you
know,"
There was another spell of silence. Then
Erlelgh said In a whisper;
"Vertlgan told youT You have known
all thla time?"
"No. It wa only yesterday I knew,
He left a letter to be given to me after
his death."
"Where Is the letter?" he cried, hoarse
ly. "It Is a lle-a terrible He!"
She did not trouble to answer him. She
lay back on her pillow and closed, her
eyes,
"No, it is true," ha said fiercely, after a
pause. "I struck the blow for your honor.
It was to save your honor that I played
tn coward and ruined my whole life. X
kept tha truth from you-for your sake,
not for mine."
She did not move or speak, Bho lay like
one who Is dead-o still that John Brlelsb
came a step nearer to the bed and bent
pver Jer.
"Qrace." he said In a tow voice, "God
forgive me if I have dope you any harm.
If Vertlgan ha told you tile truth, you
will understand how I felt when 1 learnt
that Hochford-r met him by accident-!
only intended to give him thrashing-.
And then Grace, I must see that letter
I must know whether you have been told
Itt truth or a lie."
tUly at hl wQite face.
Tfc letter to fat mx wrt." MM,
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"It will remain there until I have de
cideda great many things. It 1b a long
letter, full of details. I have made a copy
of it."
"Where Is the copy?"
She thrust a hand under the pillow and
drew out some crumpled sheets of paper.
He. took them from hor. and, walking to
tho window, read Vertlgan'a letter very
carefully from beginning to end. It con
tained the truth, and nothing but the
truth. It had been written, bo It appeared,
from Nice, and was dated only a fort
night before tho man's death. The post
script, in the light of subsequent events,
was very interesting.
"These statement!," It ran, "are the
words of a man who knows that death is
very near to him. and for that reason
must carry almost the same weight as
tho statements of a dying man."
Ho read this sentence through twice,
and then turned to his sister.
"What Bhall I do with this?" he said.
"I do not think It la safe "
"Put It In the lire," oho interrupted. "It
was only meant for your eyes."
He put the paper in the fire, and it
blazed up merrily. Then he turned to his
sister. .
"You could not trustme with the orig
inal?" he said, bitterly. "Well, I dare
say you are right."
"Is it a statement of the truth?" she
asked.
"Yes. But the postscript I know noth
ing of that."
"Oh, you know nothing," sho echoed.
"You think Ikltled Vertigan?"
"Why not? I should not blame you for
It If you had."
"Well, I had nothing to do with it. He
was killed by a weak-brained gambler
who had tried to rob him of his money
who did rob him of his money. I think
the police ought to know the last part of
this letter. If Vertlgan waa In fear of
death, some one must have threatened to
kill him."
"What does It matter? The man is
dead, and the world Is well rid of him."
John Erlelgh pursued the subject. He
was anxious to keep his sister's mind oft
the death of Rochford.
"It may give us a clue," he went on,
"Some other member of the gang who
abducted Lord Wlmbertey "
"What does It matter?" she queried
coldly. "The boy Is dead. If you put
M men In prison you cannot bring him
to life again."
"Still, I think It Is my duty "
"You have etid enough," she Inter
rupted fiercely, "You have other things
to think of, to talk over with me. Do you
understand that you are on the brink of
a precipice? I do not think you do."
His lips moved, but no sound came
from them.
"You think," she continued, raising
herself on her elbow once more and look
ing at hlra, "that because you aro my
brother because you have been kind to
me because there are ties of affeotlon
between us you think I would not hurt
you. Qood heaven, f you think that, you
do not understand what my life has been
for SO years."
"You you 'would not betray mo for
the sake of the roan who wrecked your
life."
"It was you who wrecked my life he
would have married me. His death has
made me what I am Injured my aon
put it In the power of people like Vertl
gan and your wife to dictate terms to
me. Well, all that is over now. It is I
who will dlotato the terms, I who will
name the price."
He walked away from the fireplace,
and, seating hlroielt in a chair, buried
his face in bis hands. For a little white
there was no sound In the room but the
ticking of the clock on the mantelpiece.
"JSven your wife," the woman con,
tlnuwl. after a pause, "has turned against
you. fiha Will not live with you."
"It was her son's death' he muttered.
''Nothing- else but that-ehe thought I
was responsible because I let Vertlgan
come to the school,"
'Sho thinks of her son abovo avery
thing I think of mist. That ! the
way of women My sa Is what y
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made him and It Is your wife who casts
It In his teeth."
"Grace," he said In a low voice, "you
must bo Just to mo. You are not an
enemy llko Vertlgnn was. You must bo
Just. I did not mean to kill Rochford.
It was an accident. I have suffered all
these years as well as you."
"It wna right that you should sutTer.
There la Justice In this world. Talbot,
tho man who paid for your crime, my
self, my eon the sufferings of all of us
cry out for Justice. But has the debt
been paid?"
"Grace It Is not for myself I plead. It
Is for my work for the school. If the
world knew of this hideous thing the
school Grace, for pity's sako do not
wreak the work of years."
She lay back on her pillow and closed
her eyes.
"Grace," ho said gently, "you are 111.
We must not talk of this any moro
untll you are better. Grace, I was a
boy when I did this terrible thing. Try
and remember that, and remember that
It was an accident You cannot think
calmly until the first shock of It' has
died away,"
She did not speak or open her eyes.
He came to the bedside and touched her
hand. She moved it sharply away from
him and sat bolt upright.
"Leave me alone," she said. "Heaven
knows what I shall do as yet. I will
wrtto to you. But do not come here
again; I cannot bear the sight of you.
And tho touch of your hand you had
better go at once. Perhaps when you
have gone I can think more calmly, see
things more clearly. At present all I
know Is that I wish you to suffer."
He turned and left the room without a
word. In the dlnlngroom downstairs, he
found the two young people, seated on
chairs some distance apart, but both look
ing flushed and happy. He spoke a few
words to Jim Travers, asked him about
his work, and told Wm to see that his
mother had the best medical advice that
could bo obtained. Then he and Joan took
their departure.
For a little while they sat In silence in
the cab. Then Joan sa!di
"Father we have made It up."
"Made what up, child?"
"I and Jim we quarreled the day of
your wedding about Selcheater. But we
have made It up. You must persuade
mother to let me marry him,"
"I'll do my best, Joan. But you
know"'
"You roust make mother understand
that I shall marry no one else that I'll
wait for years and years waste all my
life, if mother Insists upon It."
"I'll do my best, my dear child," he
faltered. "But you know how things are
between me and your mother I do not
think anything I may say will do much
good."
She took his arm and looked up wist
fully Into his face. "I am going to make
that all right," she said In a low voice.
"I won't even think of myself until I have
made that all right"
He patted her hand and smlled-as a
brave man might smile who Is face to
face with death.
A week later, as John Erlelgh was
returning from taking; the Upper
Sixth In Greek verse, he saw a cab out
side the door of the schoolhouse, and
when ho entered his study he found his
wife eating In a chair before the fire.
"Anne I" he said as eagerly as a boy.
"Oh, this Is f plendld-for "you to have
come back." r
She rose sharply to her feet as he came
toward her, and as he saw her face, he
stopped and stood as motionless as
though h had suddenly been turned Into
atone.
"Anne," be eald, and then be stared at
her with fear In his eyes.
"I hava corae here on business. Jack,"
she replied.. "1 have had a letter from
your sister, it appears that Vertlgan. had
bequeathed her a legacy. She knows the
truth about you, and tha-the father of
her child You had better read tho let
ter. It will save a lot ot uaneeesaary
conversation."
took to letter out ot to At h.g
" . iiwf &'"ttt-?v
tmm&WmwF
A GRIPPING STORY OF LOVE, MYSTERY AND KIDNAPING
By CLAVER
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and handed it to him. Ho read It through
and gave it back to her.
"She speaks plainly enough," he said.
"Yes; I supposo you two fixed it all up
between you. It Is I my daughter who
has to pay."
"It rests with you," ho said quietly.
"My sister did not even suggest such an
arrangement when I was with her."
"Sho did not hint at it?"
"Sho showed mo a letter she had had
from you and said that it was Bho herself
who would dictate the terms. That was
before she spoke to me about Rochford's
death. I put that out of my mind. Anne,
dear it seems to mo that the tarms are
not very hard."
"That I should let Joan marry her son,
that I should promise not to tell Joan or
the son who he Is the Bharae of his
birth! That I should tell neither of them
that eho was an accomplice of Verti
gan's? You think that nothing, do you
to let a young girl marry a man In Igno
rance of what he Is?"
"He 1b a line young fellow," said John
Erlelgh, "and if I wero Joan's father I'd
be proud to have him for a son-in-law.
He Is making his way in tho world has
made his way. Already he ia better
known than you or I, Anne or any of
your family. As for his birth, the shame
is not his "
"The eon of the woman who was re
sponsible for my son's death?" Lady
Wlmberley said, In a low, hard voice.
"You think that my daughter Guy'a sis
terno, it is impossible.
"Very well, then, Anne, It Is impos
sible. The letter Is written to you not to
me. It is for you, not for me, to decide.
Why have 'you come here? What Is It
you wish me to do?"
Ho spoke harshly fiercely. When he
had seen his wife sitting there by the lire
his heart had been nlled with a great Joy.
The reaction had been too much for his
Belf-control.
"I thought." said his wife coldly, "that
perhaps you could persuade your sister to
make spme other terms."
"I shall do nothing of the sort. It seems
to me that my slater has treated us very
generously. She haa'asked nothing that it
Is Impossible to give. She has not thought
of herself at all. She has thought only of
tho happiness ot the two young people
who love each other. That Is her re
venge." He looked at his watch. "I have
to go Into school now, Anne. I shall be
out again at 1 o'clock."
He looked at her Inquiringly, and then
satd. "Will you wait In here?" I
"Yes," she answered In a low voice. He
walked toward the door and then turned.
Her hands were pressed to her face.
"Anne," he said In a gentle voice, "I
we must try and find mtme way out of
this. It Is hard for me to have fought bo
long, and now at the last to be con
queredJust when U seemed that the
fighting was over, Anne, dear, you have
fought, too, for tny sake and Joan will
never be happy If she does not marry my
nephew."
He left the room. An hour later he re
turned and found It empty, and was told
that his wife had gone up to London and
had left a note for him. He found It on
the mantelpiece. It merely said that she
had gone to see Mrs. Travers, and that
nothing could be decided until after the
Interview,
CHAPTER XXXV.
"Mr. Murray to see your lordship," said
the footman.
"Oh, show him In here''."
The roan retired and came back a. min
ute later with the detective.
"Well, any pews?" queried Lord W!ra
berley
Murray placed a small brown bag on
one of the library tables.
"We're on the track at last, my lord,"
be said. "At least, I hope so."
' Whose traok?"
"One of the gentlemen twho was on
Bartsea Island that night, and the gentle
man who was prowling round here the
night before tho pipe was found."
"Ah. th pip, eh?"
"Ys, my lord. W'e found, tha maker
ot these plp0-ra ter-s job, t can tell you,
12 mi
hdrWCtjl
A Lunclwn Gown
Tonight I leave for tho South. Every
thing Is. ready and I am bo excited that
I can scarcely write. All the same t In
tend to keep up my diary all the time
I am away, no matter how much of a
4.H,t.M tl ...a., I.A
Today I was at an engagement lunch
eon. My cousin, Tom, has Just become
engaged to a very charming girl, and his
family were crazy to hurry things up and
announoe the affair I wonder why? Tom
Is rather heavy, and perhaps his mother
was afraid that tho girl might change her
mind I Anyhow, they hit upon this lunch
eon Idea, and really it was ft delightful
llttlo affair. Tom was awfully ahooplsh,
of course. He was called upon to mako
a speeoh, whloh ho bungled hopelessly
but the girl of his oholce Is clever and
bright, and Is certainly very smartly
dressed. I hope she will keep Tom up to
the mark.
The frock sho woro was very attractive.
She Is tell and dark, with very pretty
eyes and coloring, and It suited her stylo
to perfection. It was of soft chnrmouso,
In an exaUlalto shade of old rooo, with
iwhlte Btrlpes. The short-walsted bodico
At the Women's Clubs
A series of talks will be given at tho
Phllomuslan Club on Mondays, beginning
February 22, on "Some Women of the
Bible." Mrs. E. Boyd Weitzel will be the
speaker.
On Monday, February IB, the MubIo
Committee Is planning to glvo an Infor
mal muslcale. Some of the artists who
will assist the sight-reading class are
Miss Hclon Ohance, soprano; Mrs. Albert
B. Ztntl, contralto; Mrs. Gardner Nicho
las, soprano, and Arthur E. Jackson. This
affair Is under the direction of Mrs. Per
ley Dunn Aldrlch.
The Now Century Club Is also arranging
for a course of four lectures on the Bible,
to h riven on Thursdays at 3 o'clock,
beginning February 18 and concluding
ftlarch 1L Dr. Joslnh H. Pennlman, tho
nnil.knnwn vice provost of tho University
of Pennsylvania, will bo tho speaker. Tho
program Is as follows: February is, -tno
Background of the English Bible"; Feb
ruary 25, "Literary Unity In the Bible";
March 4, "The Book of Psalms as an
Anthology": March 11, "Job as a Dra
motlo Poem."
At tho regular club luncheon, to be
MORRIS, Author of "John
as there were no names stamped on them.
They were mado for a firm In Glasgow,
and wo have been through their books for
tho last ten years."
Ho opened the bag, took out four new
pipes and laid them on the table. Then he
placed two others beside them tho two
that were old, with stems bitten away on
the loft-hand side.
"Have a look at these, my lord," said
tho detective. Lord Wlmberley picked up
one pipe after another and examined it
"Well," he said, "does this bring us any
nearer to the mark?"
"Yes, my lord. Your cousin, Herbert
Meriet, purchased those two pipes."
Lord Wlmberloy gavo a low whistle.
Then he laughed.
"How did you find that out?" he quer
ied. "If I went Into a shop and purchased
a plpo "
"Excuse me, my lord, Mr. Meriet was a
regular customer at this particular Bhop.
Until recently ho had an account there.
Ho owes them money. He never bought
any other kind of pipe."
"Yes, but where Is Herbert Meriet?"
"Ah, that we have got to find out, my
lord. Wo know that ho was close to
this house not bo very long ago."
"And your men have found out noth
ing?" "Nothing as yet, my lord. In fact, It
is quite certain that Mr. Meriet is not in
the neighborhood."
"But you have only just discovered that
he was the man we wanted?"
"That Is so, my lord, but wo have been
looking out for a good many people, and
your two cousins among them."
Lord Wlmberley pointed to a chair by
the nre.
"Sit down, Murray," he said, "and have
a drink and a smoke. I'll send you Into
Harptreo a little later on."
"Thank you, my lord."
"Well, help yourself."
Murray mixed himself a whisky and
soda and lit a cigar, wnlch he took from
an open box on the table.
"So that fellow Vertlgan Is dead?" satd
Lord Wlmberley, when the detective had
seated himself,
"Yes, my lord. A pity, in a way, for I
can't help thinking that he's at the bot
tom of the whole business. Oh, by the
by, my lord, there was something I
wished to speak to you about"
"What was that?"
"This man Vertlgan and her ladyship.
When Vertlgan went to Nice It was only
what I expeoted, and I told the French
pollae to keep an eyo on him."
"Why?"
"I was very much afraid h$ was going
to annoy her ladyship."
"In what way?"
"Blackmail, ray lord. I'm afraid that
Vertlgan had some hold over Mr. Er
lelgn, and that you won't h offended If
I speak quite plainly, my lord?"
"No i please go on."
Well, I'm afraid, ray lord, that her
ladyship found out that Vertlgan had a
hold over Mr. Erlelgh, and that she
Jumped to the conclusion that Mr. Er
lelgh bad been forced lo take Vertigan
on as science master at the school."
"Oh, nonsense!"
"Well, It may be, my lord. I have no
wish to pry Into the affair. Anyhow, Du
bois, the French detective, found out
that her ladyship had been paying Vertl
gan large sums, of money many thou
sands of po'unds. It was no affair of his,
and there the matter came to an end. It
doesn't concern us, hut I thought your
lordship ought to know."
"Have you told any one else?"
"No. ray lord."
"Well, keep It to yourself. My sister-in-law
has had quite enough trouble,
and-"
The door opened and the footman en
tered the room with a large card upon a
sliver salver.
Lord Wlmberley picked up the card and
read the name of "Senor Don Roderlgo
Lopes "
"Will you excuse mo for a few min
utes?" eald Lord Wlmberley, turning to
the detective.
"Certainly, my lord."
Wlmberley left the room. "Show this
geatlemau Into the white drwlowm,"
zh&4
EVERY WIFE
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was adorned with smalt white bon but- 3
tons, ana trie run sleeves. In old rote
chiffon, feu gracefully from the shmiin l
and finished In a deep cuff of the eharl
meuse.
The skirt was vory wide, the full effect J
being obtained by plaits at baok, and thj
Irregular hem was cut out In a V In
front, roso chiffon taking the place of, la
the material.
A double glrdlo was worn with the"
frock, giving a rather qualn effect. Thej
iirai was 01 oroaa djuck velvet ribbon,
buttonholed at the sides, and through
thcno buttonholes a chiffon sash wai In-'
sorted. It was docldedly long and ww
toosety knotted In front. The roc-;
colored tassels which formed a finiih toi
this sash wero very smart Decidedly,
my new cousin-in-law knows how to
dress.
I took particular noto of tho boots worn '
with this toilette. They wero of patent '
leathor in calter ntyle, the upoers beta
of white kid, and laced up tho sldo In .3
Hew OljriCi l
I am sure thnt Tom will bo very happy
with Ihn t-trl nf htn nhnlrp. fnt aha Im .J
nlpA in tnllf tn nn tn Innk At nnA th 1-3
Baying a gooa aeai.
given Saturday at 1 o'clock, Mrs. Maude.
Balllngton Booth will speak on her ex- -1
perlences In prison-reform work. Dr.
Hastings H. Hart, of the Russell Sate
Foundation, will speak on "Some Result a
or tno tiouso or correction, ana Dr. 4J
Xiouis m. itoDinson, or uryn Aiawr col
lege, will sneak on "Prison Labor In Penn
sylvania." Doctor Robinson Is secretary
of tho commission appointed by ex-Qov-
crnor Tenor to Investigate prison conal'
tions In this State.
Tho Monday conferences in the Curtis
Building will hold their last meeting en
Fehruary 15, nnd the subject for discus-
fctnn ...III I... IID.lfl.fi DAf A.n. tt
ciuu mil UU A IIOU, I 1IUIUIIU. JW
Miss Mndcloine McQulgan will give , I
violin recital at the New Century Club on 'I
tMondav evening, nsBlsted by a vocalist fl
The club supper win be held that eve
ning at 7 o'clock. Mrs. W. F. Peddleki
will address tho Monday Morning Class ,2
on 'Folarld. Miss Jane Campbell Is In
.hnrrr. "fl
Thn dnnsantn aro still being held on Sat
urday aftornoons at the New Century's
clubrooms. Y H
Tho Century Club of Norwood will hold J
a bake and Japanese tea party lor tne
kiddles in the clubhouse Saturday after
noon and nvening. February 13.
Tho frco lectures given by Prof. Pierre
Gtroud. In the French langauge, at Hous
ton Hall, have proved very popular. The i
subject discussed by Professor Olroud last
evening was "Los juaiircB au rneaire .no- ,
mantlquo."
Bredon, Solicitor
he said to tho footman, and then, as n
saw Lopez standing In the hall, he went'
up to him and shook hands.
"Glad to see you," ho said. "Jolly glad
to see you. Como along In. Can put you
up for the night if you like."
"Thnt ta most COOc! Of VOU. mV Lorf
Wlmberlei moat generous. But I havi
no things with me. I came up In one of
your English cabs. He Is waiting out-
BIUC. XIO 19 IlUb ye,"' US9'
"Pay tho cabman," said Lord Wimber-9
l.ii n tfe nntwinn "nnrl nnk UrS. Rud- 9
. . ... -J.. , iUlm ,-,M2?PJm
man to gei a roum rcuuy iui ui. - ,
winn nnrl hftVA thlnPH nilt OUt fOr him fOr
tho 'night. Now then, Senor, if you'll1
como in here." i
He opened tho door of the drawinfi
room nnd switched on the electric light.
T.Qnez went into raptures of admiration.;
"Oh, but It is perfectly lovely!" bX
claimed, "wnat weaun, wnai xasic uwn,
macntflcent! Ah. you English, you have
the money my castlo In Spain It Is aJ
great as this, but olorr-The roo;
"Well, I hope that'll soon be put right, :
Lord Wlmberley Interrupted wltn a laugo.
"Have a cigar."
"But not In here?"
"Oh, yes; I'm aachelor, and smoke
everywhere. Light np and I'll send for
drinks. I may have to leave you for a
Yaw m1niitfa lntnr on. 1'VA COt One Cf
tha nollce here. But I'll Bet rid Of
him "
Thn Rnnnlnrd's eves flashed angrily.
"Ah, you have been talking, then " be,;
said hotly.
"No nothing about your little affair.
But there are other clues, and they are
Irvine tn find mv cousin Herbert Meriet.
The Spaniard laughed and rubbed bU(
hands together. i
"I will find hlm-before long." he said.
"Oh, I have done a great deal-since you
were so ktnd to me. I have earned my
salary, But now If others are to bate
thn rAWfirf1" 1
"You'll get your 10,000 pounds." Lord,
Wlmberley Interrupted. "Now, Bit aowo,'
my dear fellow, and don't get exeiu
I'm a man of my word."
"Oh, yes; all you English are that rM
don mo for what I aia, out you insur
ened me."
"Sit down. What'll you drink?"
"A glass of wine, roy lord."
"Champagne?"
'IT,. IS vaii !"
Lord' Wlmbertey rang the bell. ordereJi
the wine, and then seated hlmsslf la a
chair by the fire.
Hn hn h atrl "milt with it'
"I wrote and told you about the Marl
Joseph, did I not? '
"Yes."
(Continued Tomorrow.)
Oopyrlfbt, 1U, by the Associated NswiP'!
Experientia Docet
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Trusted. Ilka me. in love and truth.
I've earned sad lessons from the yesrfca
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