DUBS Re&diivjf firWaweix ai\d all Ike Kmiki jflfH "The Insider" By Virginia Terhune Van de Water CHAPTER a.\ Copyright. 1917, Star Company.) 1 meant to follow my employer's suggestion, but it was not easy. Grace was still in the dining room with Julia when T sought her. "When did Daddy say 1 was to have my lessons?" she asked. "We will see about that when wo have consulted your auntie," 1 evaded. 1 must take care not to tell the hild anything which, if repeated to Mrs. Gore, might wound that lady's sense of her own importance. "Mrs. Gore's* not well this morn ing, please ma'am," Julia informed me. "I am sorry," 1 said. "What"s the matter?" "Maggie says she's had a bad night, ma'am," tl.e girl informed me. "We will go ask about her," 1 re marked to the little girl, taking her by the hand as she got down from her chair. Maggie opened the door of Mrs. Gore's room when I knocked. I COUd see that the chamber was dark ened and that the occupant was lying in bed. At this hour she was usual ly seated in an ?asy chair reading the morning paper. "May we come in?" I asked. But Grace pulled away from the door. "I don't want to go in there if auntie is sick," she declared in her high treble. "1 don't like that room when auntie's sick." "I'll go upstairs with her if you want to see Mrs. Gore," the good-na tured maid whispered. "Thank you," I said and entered the darkened roont. Mrs. Gore was wide awake. About J.er head was a handkerchief soaked in strong cologne whose fumes made the air heavy. Tne place was very warm. "I am sorry you are ill," I said as I stood by the bed. "Is there anything .1 can do for you?" Not Much Sympathy Mrs. Gore regarded me coldly. "Nothing," she answered. "Are you in pain?" X queried. I longed to go out cf the room and leave her aone, but I could not bring myself to do this. "I am nervous," she replied stiffly. "And that condition produces intense headache. 1 am a victim to such at tacks as this." "I hope they do not last long," 1 ventured. "That depends upon circum stances." was the significant rejoin der. "Nervousness brought about this pain. 1 slept very little last night." "If I can be of any use, please do not hesitate to send for me," I urged. How could I muster courage to tell her I was to go downtown and, per haps. take Grace with me? She solved a part of the problem Fashions cf To-Day - By May Manton §y"-"iHECKED broadcloth is a favorite material of the late Winter and will extend its popularity into the coming season. It is really ideal tor the misses' costume and this model suits it to perfection. 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They will be mailed to any address by the Fashion Depait ment of this paper, on receipt of fifteen cents for the coat and ten cents lor the Wife to Blame it Hu Says Druggist Brown ot Cleveland, Who Tells Wife A New Treatment Given Without the Consent or Knowledge of the Drinker Cleveland, O. —No wife has a right to blame her husband because he urinks, says Druggist Brown of Cleveland. It is her fault If she lets him drink and bring uphappiness and poverty to her homo and she has no right to complain. A woman can stop a drinking husb*nd In a few weeks for half what he would spend on liquor, so why waste sym pathy on a wife who refuses to do It? Druggist Brown also says the right time to stop the drink habit Is at its beginning unless you want drink to deaden tne line sensibilities of the hus band you love. Begin with the first whiff of liquor on his breath but do not despair if he has gone from bad to worse until he Is rum-soaked through and through. Druggist Br*wn knows the curse of strong drink be cause he himself has been a victim. He was rescued from the brink of a druik ard's grave by a loving sister who, after t<yi years' revealed tfc* sc- K.eep Advertising and , Advertising Will Keep \oi: THURSDAY EVENING, by demanding suddenly—"How is Grace —and where did she go just now?" "She is very well," I told her. "She is upstairs with Maggie." '"1 heard her say she would, not come in here to see me," she went' on. i "You evidently humored her in her j notion, didn't you?" What could I say? The truth was the only safe weapon. "She wanted to go upstairs and I! did not oppose her," 1 said as gently i as I could. "The darkness of thej room probably depressed l.er a little. Shall I bring her down to see you | now?" "Not unless she wants to come," thej widow insisted. Then the tears; rushed to her eyes. "It is very hard," | she quavered, "after all the love I < have lavished on that child—the only 1 blood relative I have in the world—•' that she should be weaned from me so I easily." She was so unreasonable that 1 1 was sorry for her. 1 would not re- j mind her that she had another blood relative in Tom, Grace's brother. She ! seldom spoke of the boy. Perhaps she did not care for him. Yet. as her I dead sister's child, surely she ought! to have some affection for him. But j if she wanted to be miserable,l would ; not argue with her. "What are you and. Grace going to i be doing to-day?" she queried. i "1 was just about to ask you if 11 might go downtown to get Grace's f books for her lessons, and if 1 might | take her with me," 1 said, boldly. "There is no hurry. Can't you wait a few days?" she suggested. "1 might—only—that is—Mr. Nor ton told me to get the books to-day," I said, my heart beating with ner vousness. "You remember that he spoke some days ago about wanting her to begin lessons on Monday." "Oh!" there was a world of mean ing in the ejaculation. "He has ar ranged about your going, has he? Then why ask me?" "Because." I explained, "you are! the one to be consulted—as you must decide whether Grace may go with j me or if she is to be left at home." j "You know already that I do not | like her to ride on the subway," Mrs. j Gore reminded me. "But we would not go on the sub way." X told her, "for Mr. Norton said to take the automobile, and"— I got no further. "Then take the automobile!" she exclaimed, with aj vehemence that startled me. "And | since you have already had your or ders from him, kindly do exactly as 1 he says and spare yourself and me the inconvenience of further consul-, tation!" As she flung herself back upon her pillows and closed her eyes, I crept from the room. (To Be Continued) ret to him. She saved him from drink —rescued him from his own depraved self, by giving him a secret remedy, j the formula of an old German chemist. To discharge his debt !o her and to help other victims out of the rnurk and , mire he has made the formula public. Any druggist can put it in the hands of any suilering wife, mother, sister or daughter. Just ask the druggist for prepared Tescum powders and drop a powder twice a day In tea, coffee, milk or any other drink. Soon liquor does not taste the same, the craving for it 1 disappears and 10, one more drinker is saved and knows not when or why be lost the taste for drink. Note.—Tnenn, referred to uhove, should be used only when It I* d<-*lr able to destroy all taste for alcoholle drinks of every kind. The wife Mho approves of drlnklnic In moderation and believes her husband safe should xlve It only when she sees, as most do In time, that the danger line Is near. *lnee this formula has been made public J. \elson Chirk, and other druirglsta have filled It repeatedly. Tfie G ids o/ Copyright by F>-> ik A. Muncey Co. ItMMMWt'l'imUHilWMmiV -mMWMMWtMMWtWHWmWI (Continued.) .. "The following day we mine upon a herd of small thoats, and thereafter we were mounted and made good time. We traveled very fast and very far due south until the morning of the fifth day we sighted a great fleet of battleships sailing north. "They saw us before we could seek shelter, and soon we were surrounded by a horde of black men. The prin cess' guard fought nobly to the end, but they were soon overcome and slain. "When she realized that she was in the clutches of the Black pirates she attempted to take her own life, but one of the blacks tore her dagger from her, and then they bound us both so that we could not use our bands. "The fleet continued north after cap turing us. There were about twenty large battleships in all, besides a num ber of small cruisers, j "That evening one of the smaller cruisers, that had been far in advance of the fleet, returned with a prisoner, a young red woman, whom they had picked up In a range of hills under the very noses, they said, of a fleet of three red Martian battleships. "From scraps of conversation which we overheard it was evident that the Black Pirates were searching for a par ty of fugitives that had escaped them | several days prior. "That they considered the capture of tlie young woman important was evi dent from the long interview the com mander of the fleet held with her when she was brought to him. Later she was bound and placed in the compart ment with Dejah Thoris and myself. "The new captive was a very beau tiful girl. She told Dejah Thoris that many years ago she had taken the vol untary pilgrimage from the court of her father, the jeddak of Ptarth. She was Thuvla, the princess of Ptarth. "And then she asked Dejah Thoris whom she might be, and when she heard she fell upon her knees and kiss ed Dejah Thoris' fettered hands and told her that just recently she had been with John Carter, prince of Helium, and Carthoris, her sou. "Dejah Thoris could not believe her at first, but finally, when the girl had narrated all the strange adventures, that had befallen her since she had met John Carter and told her of the things John Carter and Carthoris had narrated of their adventures in the valley Dor, Dejah Thoris knew that It could be none other than the Prince of Helium, 'for whom,' she said, 'upon all Barsoom, other than John Carter could have done the deeds you tell of." "And when Thuvia told Dejah Tho ris of her love for John Carter and his loyalty and devotion to the princess of his choice Dejah Thoris broke down and wept, cursing /at Arras and the cruel fate that had driven her from Helium but a few brief days before the return of her beloved lord. "'I do not blame you for loving him, Thuvia,' she said. 'And that your affection for him Is pure and sincere 1 can well believe from the candor of your avowal of It to me.' "The fleet continued north nearly to Helium, but last night they evidently realized that John Carter had indeed escaped them, and so they turned to ward the south once more. Shortly thereafter a gtiard entered our com partment and dragged me to the deck. " 'There is no place in the laud of the Black Pirates for a green one,' he said, and with that he gave me a ter rific shove that carried me toppling from the deck of the battleship. Evi dently this seemed to him the easiest way of ridding the vessel of my pres ence and killing me at the same time, j "But a kind fate intervened, and by a miracle 1 escaped with but slight bruises. The ship was moving slowly at the time, and as I lunged overboard into the darkness beneath I shuddered at the awful plunge I thought awaited me, for all day the fleet had sailed thousands of feet above the ground, but to iny utter surprise I struck upon a soft inass of vegetation not twenty feet from the deck of the ship. "In fact, the keel of the vessel must have been grazing the surface of the groi'nd at the time. "I lay all night where I had fallen: and tiie next morning brought an ex planation of the fortunate coincidence that had saved me from a terrible death. As the sun rose I saw a vast panorama of sea bottom and distant THIS WILL INTEREST MOTHERS. 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I shuddered at. the thought, but of a sudden the old Are of an unconquerable self confidence surged through me. I sprang to my feet and, with back thrown shoulders and upraised sword, took a solemn vow to reach, rescue and revenge my princess. A hundred swords leaped from a hundred scabbards, and a hundred fighting men sprang to the table top and pledged me their lives and for tunes to the expedition. Already my plans were formulated. I thanked each loyal friend and, leaving Carthoris to entertain them, withdrew to my own audience cham ber with ICantos Kan, Ta'rs Tarkas, Xodar and Ilor Vastus. Here we discussed the details of our expedition until long after dark. Xodar was positive that Issus would choose both Dejah Thoris and Thuvia to serve her for a year. "For that length of time at least they will be comparatively safe," be said, "and we will at least know where to look for them." It was estimated that it would re quire six months to complete our prep arations iu view of the fact that the utmost secrecy must be maintained to keep the project from the ears of Zat Arras. Kantos Kan was confident now that the man's ambitions were fully aroused and that nothing short of the title jeddak of Helium would satisfy him. "I doubt," he said, "if he would even welcome Dejah Thoris' return, for it would mean another nearer the throne than he. With you and Carthoris out of the way there would be little to prevent him from assuming the title of jeddak, and you may rest assured that so long as he is supreme here there is no safety for either of you." "There is a way," cried Ilor \4lstus, "to thwart him effectually and for ever." "What?" I asked. He smiled. "I shall whisper it here, but some day I shall stand upon the dome of the temple of Reward and shout it to cheering multitudes below." "What do you mean?" asked Kan tog Kan. * "John Carter, jeddak of Helium," said Hor Vastus in a low voice. The eyes of my companions lighted, and grim smiles of pleasure and antic ipation overspread their faces as each eye turned toward me questioningly. But I shook my head. "No, my friends," I said, smiling. "1 thank you. but it cannot be—not yet at least. When we know that Tardos Mors and Mors Kajak are gone to re turn no more. If 1 be here then, I shall join you all to see that tlie people of Helium are permitted to (Toose'fairly their next jeddak. "Whom they choose uiqy count upon the loyalty of my sword, uor shall I seek the honor for myself. Until then Tardos Mors is jeddak of Helium and Zat Arras Is his representative." "As you will, John Carter," said Hor Vastus. "But—what was that?" he whispered, pointing toward the win dows overlooking the gardens. The words were scarce out of his mouth ere be bad sprung to the bal cony without. "There he goes!" he cried. "The guards! Below there! The guards!" CHAPTER XIII. Death of the Holy Them. E were close behind him, and all saw the figure of a man run quickly across n little piece of sward and disappear lu the shrubbery beyond. "Tie was on the balcony whea I first saw him!" cried Hor Vastus. "Quick! Let us follow him!" Together we ran to the gardens, but even though we scoured the grounds with the entire guard for hours no trace could we find of the night ma rauder. "What do you make of it, Kantos Kan?" asked Tars Tarkas. "A spy sent by Zat Arras," he re plied. "It was ever his way." "He will have something interesting to report to his master, then." laughed Hor Vastus. (To lie Continued) ■ V PASS UP MARRIED FLIRT! DEARIES Dorothy Dix Tells Girls How Foolish and Futile Such Affairs Arc By Dorothy Dix. The most foolish girl in the world, the one who makes the biggest mis take and the one who does the most wrong to herself ad other people is .the girl who gets inveigled into a love affair with a married man. She is foolish because she is in variably the victim: because she is the one who has to pay the full price of the tarnished romance; because she wastes her youth and the fresh ness of her affection on a man who cannot marry her if he would. She makes a mistake because she puts herself in an equivocal position, and no girl comes out of such a situa tion without bedraggled skirts. So ciety takes small stock in platonic friendships between men and women and none at all in platonic affection between a married man and a girl. She does wrong to herself because she is blighting her life in the begin ning by making a false start, and she does wrong to other people because she is breaking up a home, and no woman has ever yet built her house of happiness on the wreck of another woman's happiness and (found any peace and joy in it. A girl's worst enemy could find no better way to destroy her than to in duce her. to fall in love with a mar ried man, yet 1 know many girls who boast that they have an especial fas cination for married men, and who seem to find a particular zest in flirt ing with them. These girls think it great fun to carry on their flirtations with mar ried men right under their wives' noses, and shriek with laughter as they tell how some fat, grizzled, mid dle-aged woman turned pea green with jealousy as they whisked her husband away from her. Certainly any girl who could en joy witnessing the suffering of a poor, helpless wife, who knows all too well that her beauty and charms have faded, while some girl young enough to be his daughter makes a fool of her husband, lives too late. She be longs to the time of the Inquisition, and would have made a lovely little torturer. Before you engage in a flirtation with a married man, girls, just putj yourself iu the wife's place. Some' day you will be married. Think how you would feel ■if you saw some younger and prettier woman cajoling your husband away from you. But you don't even have to be al truistic to perceive the wisdom of avoiding love affairs with married men. It's self-preservation. To be gin with, it practically shut 6 the door of matrimony in your face. The love time and fhe marriage time of a girl's life are short, and if she doesn't make hay while the sun of her youth and beauty shines, her harvest is an empty one. If a girl wastes these years when she might marry, on some married man that she can never marry, she throws away her chance of settling herself for life, and by the time she has waked up to the folly of her course, or the married man has tired of her and wants somebody still younger and fresher, her opportunity is gone. Nor are men anxious to seek as a wife the heroines of this particu lar kind of sentimental episode. Of course, married men are often very handsome and fascinating, and they know how to make love beauti fully, and just the nice little things to do that women litye to have done for them, but when you find your self listening to one—and enjoy lis tening—when he begins to tell you that his wife doesn't understand him, and how unhappy he is at home, and what your sympathy means to him, and so 011, just stick your little fin gers in your ears, and take to your heels. You are not a public comforter, and such a man means you no good. He's willing to break your heart, to blight your prospects in life, to com promise your name just for his own amusement. That is why I say, don't flirt with married men, girls. DAILY DOT PUZZLE ~ ZTrT * a s -: 4 r") •. 10 , r ( 11 J I ix* ) y \ 13. \. V j• ZC \ f '\L .4. '*' • '8 • 22. •' *l7 Poor Jim .Ripe, Forgot his Draw from one to two and so on to the end. MARCH 1, 1917 STEWART S\ j edward Copyrlflht, 1913, by DoubUday, Pag* A Co. (.Continued. > Nevertheless somebody had to in camp, although at lirst some of us were inclined to slur over that neces sity. "There's a strong chance that Injuns will drift by nnd take all our supplies," Bagsby pointed out. "Chances are slim in only a day or so. You must admit that," argued Johnny. "Let's risk it. We can scratch along if they do take our stuff." "And the gold?" That nonplused us for a moment. "Why not bury it?" l' suggested. Bagsby and I'ine snorted. "Any Injun would find it in a min ute,'' said Tine. "And they know gold's worth some thing. too," put in Yank. "This is a scout, not a house moving expedition." said Bagsby decidedly, "and somebody's got to keep camp." "I'll stay fer one." offered old man Pine, his eyes twinkling from beneath his fleece brows. "I've fit enough lu juns in my time." After some further wrangling we came to drawing lots. A number of small white pebbles and one darker were shaken up in a hat. 1 drew In the fourth turn and got the black! "Hard luck, son." murmured old man Pine. The rest were eager to be off. They leaped upon their horses, brandishing their long rifles, and rode off down the meadow. Old man Pine leaned on the muzzle of his gun. his eyes gleaming, uttering commands and admouitions to his five sons. "You, Old " he warned his youngest. ■yon mind and behave and don't come back yere wltliout'n you bring a skelp!" About 15 o'clock of the second day Pine remarked quietly: "Thar they come!" I was instantly by his side, and we strained our eyesight in an attempt to count the shifting figures. Pine's vi sion was better and more practiced than mine. "They are' all thar." said he, "and they're driving extry bosses." Ten minutes later the cavalcade stop ped. and the men dismounted wearily. They were, as the old man hail said, driving'before tlem a half dozen po nies, which Governor Boggs herded Into the corral. Nobody said a word. One or two stretched the pelves. Johnny seized a cup and took a long drink. Yank leaned his rifle against the wall. Old man Pine's keen, fierce eye had been roving over every detail,* though he. too, had kept silent. "Well, Old," he remarked, "I see you obeyed orders like a good sojcr." The boy grinned. "Yes, dad." said he. And then I saw what 1 had not no ticed before—that at the belt of each of the tall, silent young backwoodsmen K /'- J "Don't come back yere without you bring a ■kelpl" hung one or moro wet. heavy, red and black soggy strips. The scalping had been no mere figure of speech. Thank heaven, none of our own people was similarly decorated! So horrified and revolted was I at this discovery that I hardly roused my' k. . to greet the men. I looked with aversion and yet with a certain fasci nation on the serene, clear features of these scalp takers. Yet, since In the days following this aversion could not lit wear away in face of the simplic ity and straightforwardness of the frontiersmen, I had to acknowledge that the atrocious deed was more a product of custom than of natural bar barity. Though these Indian troubles had nothing to do with it, nevertheless they marked the beginning of our change of luck. We suffered no definite mis fortunes, but these things did not go well. The slight malarial attack of Don Gaspnr was the first of an annoy ing self's. I suppose we had all been inoculated on the marshes of the Sac ramento. and the disease had remained latent in our systems. Tlie lmrd work in the opeu nir had kept us healthy, but the fever only awaited the favor nble moment of depression or of over work. The combination of ice cold water around our legs and burning sun on our heads was not the best In the world. Fortunately Yank, who came from an ague country, had had foresight enough to bring a supply of quinine. For two months one or the other of us was ailing, and once for a few days five of us were down! Then, too, I think the zest of the ;ame was palling on us a little, strange as it may seem. We could dig gold from the soil almost at will. It would seem that this single fact would keep normally acquisitive men keyed to a high pitch of endeavor all the time; but it was not so. I suppose we need ed a vacation. We began to discuss what we would do when we should see the city again. No one for a moment dreamed that we should quit these rich diggings. We were here to make our fortunes, and the fortunes seemed to be ready for the making. Only, the novelty having passed, it had become hard work, just like the making of any other kind of a fortune. The Tine family camped below us. used our corral at our invitation and set placidly to work. They were typ ical frontiersmen and settled down in the well built cabin which they quick ly ran up as though they meant to make of it a permanent home. For two months, which brought us up to the end of July, they lived a regular and leisurely life. Then one morning, without any warning at all, they rode over to our caUin. leading their horses, fully packed. Old man Pine explain ed. while his five tall, steady eyed sous sat their horses quite immobile in the background, that they had dug enough gold for their necessities, and that they were now going down to the lower Country to pick out some good land. These men were the very first I hap pened to meet who had come into the country with a definite idea of set tling. After the departure of this strong force, began our discussions as to the safeguarding of our gold. It had now reached a very consirerable sum— somewhere near $30,000, as I remem ber it. Ragsby was very uneasy at its presence in camp. Buck Barry brought up strongly the advisability of sending our treasure out to a safe place. His argument was given point by the arrival in camp cue evening of three evil looking Mexicans, thabbily clothed, but well armed, and mounted on beautiful horses. We fed them well, but saw to the'caps of our revolvers and the security of our cor ral before turning in for the night. In the moruing they departed before we were stirring, without so much as a word of thanks. These mysterious visitors had given us no faintest Ink ling of their business or destination. Don Caspar stated flatly that they had rome to spy us out, having heard of imr presence In the valley from the Indian". FINE FOR RHEUMATISM! Musterole Loosens Up Those Stiff Joints —Drives Out Pain You'll know why thousands use Mus erole once you experience the glad rc ief it gives. Get a jar at once from the nearest Irug store. It is a clean, white ointment, nade with the oil of mustard. Better han a mustard plaster and does not >lister. 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