18 Nan Music i Mountain ► j ! r = 3 ► i ► < i ► ;; Br J " FRANK H. SPEARMAN < | I Author of "WHISPERING SMITH" I ► 4 +♦♦fr+tSfrfrfr***♦♦+♦♦♦♦ (Cup; bj Ctex'ee lscilbMt'>Boiu) (Continued.) "This isn't your house," retired De Spain angrily. "This house is Nan's, not yours. When she orders me out, I'll go. Bring her down." he thun dered, raising his voice to shut oft Duke, who had redoubled his abuse. "Bring her into this room," he re peated. "We'll see whether she wants to get married If she does. I'll marry her. If she doesn't and you've been putting this up to force her into marrying, so help me God, you'll be tarried out ot' this room to-night, or 1 will." He whirled on her uncle with an accusing finger. "You used to be a man, Duke. I've taken from you here to-night what I would take from no man on earth but for the sake of Nan Morgan. She asked me never to touch you. But if you've gone into this thing to trap your own flesh and blood, your dead brother's girl, living under your own protec tion, you don't deserve mercy, and to-night you shall liavij what's com ing to you. I've fought you both fair, too fair. Now—before I leave—it's my girl or both of you." He was standing near Drtiel. With out taking his eyes off the other man. he caught Drucl with his ieft hand by the coat collar, and threw him halfway across the room. "Get up stairs, you old carrion, and tell Nan Morgan Henry De Spain is here to talk to her." Druel, frightened to death, scramb led into the hall. He turned on De Spain. "I'm an officer of the law. I arrest you for trespass and assault," lie shouted, shaking with fear. "Arrest me?" echoed De Spain contemptuously. "You scoundrel, if you don't climb those stairs, I'll send you to the penitentiary the day I get back to town. Upstairs with your message!" "It isn't necessary." said a low voice at the hall, and with the words Nan appeared in the open doorway. Her face was white, but there was no sign of haste or panic in it; De Spain choked back a breath; to him she hac never looked in her silence •o awe-inspiring. He addressed her. holding his left hand out with his plea. "Nan," he r I Fashions of To-Day - By May Man ton r T"'HE coat suit is one of the I real needfuls of every sea son and here is a very new and attractive one that you can make yourself without the least little bit of trouble. The skirt gives the new barrel effect. It is cut with upper and lower por tions that are circular and the joining gives the effect of width. The coat is just a simple, loose one but the little vestee, the collar and the shape of the sleeves mean distinction. Here the suit is made of blue gabar dine and is embroidered with heavy worsted threads, but you can copy it in a variety of ma terials and in a variety of colors. Sand color is much liked. It is especially smart embroidered with navy blue. Some women will like to make the vest of a For the medium size the coat will require, 3,l'g yards of ma terial 36 inches wide, and the The coat pattern No. 9380 is cut in sizes from 34 to 42 inches bust measure and the skirt pat -990 I '-Y" tern No. 9390 in sizes from 24 9380 If to 32 inches waist measure. 9390 jA They will be mailed to any ad dress by the Fashion Depart -1380 Loose Coat, 34 to 42 Bust. ment of this paper, on receipt % „ Price 15 of fifteen cents for each. >390 Barrel Skirt, 24 to 32 waist. Price 15 cents. Vien. vtoov\ Jov —vi Are kq-Two.\ * I /" - * ( HotV SMo\<es J TVmi Movie ACTikjt ) V ' / Correct attitude. ) I / AWCfcR J J > WHI"L How \ LI7 rr'js iEE—'eMoTiow A f=OR 3om on < \ • !* M / DoNOU eypEcT Me Fea Rase \ —Venice The \ ( Tit IV Ep ,Ki ,s y /lb Do Right I \ %\y (KICHFS From )ft fflj V MT TURW OP Twe-V/RIVT- J \ \POWTRaNED V*OH I ->T—=l 1 ME Ale J <SROOMD AMD " J I yvtf "A; \toTS OF PTP -* 7 /jN X pETB V 1 \THe "TMe ?——JT^l ~ —— ( FRIDAY EVENING, HAREUSBURG TELEGRAPH MAY 4, 1917. THE NEBBY NEIGHBOR They Live Here in Harrisburg By Sul —so V s ( H| ,jSs^rFPVi M'r ——7 | 1 v \ i'l j? // YOU TO n, , ft. ~' w ' . t , M UST mm * \ \\\ fVi-1 II ' //, M k STAY OUT OF. # ' V i , u r • .. 1 mmcUs thK VWI I ;Y M jtXTHE PARLOR* |i/- ; !11l ; ffc said, controlling his voice, "W-.ese men were getting ready to marry you to Gale Morgan. No matter how you feel toward me, you know me well enough to know that all 1 want is the t'uth. Was this with your consent?" She stepped into the line of lire be tween her cousin and De Spain as she answered: "No. You know I shall never marry any man but you. This vile bully"—she turned a little to look at her angry cousin "has Influenced Uncle Duke—who never before tried to persecute or betray me—into joining him in this thing. They never could have dragged me into it alive. And they've kept me locked up for three days In a room upstairs, hoping to break me down." "Stand back. Nan." If De Spain's words of warning struck her with terror of a situation she could not control, she did not re veal it. "No," she said resolutely. "If anybody here is to be shot, I'll be first. Uncle Duke, you have always protected me from Gale Morgan; now you join hands with him. You drive me from this roof because I don't know how I can protect my self under it." Gale looked steadily at her. "You promised to marry me," he mutter ed truculently. "I'll find a way to make you keep your word." A loud knocking interrupted him. and. without waiting: to be admitted, Pardaloe, the cowboy, opened the front door and stalked boldly in from the hall. If the situation in the room sur prised him, he gave no evidence of it. And as he walked in Nan disap peared. Pardaloe was drenched with 5 rain, and. taking off his hat as he' crossed the room to the tire, he shook it hard into the blazing wood. "What do you want, Pardaloe?" i snapped Duke. Pardaloe shook his hat once more and turned a few steps so that he; stood between the uncurtained win-1 dow and the light. "The creek's up," he said to Duke in his peculiarly slow, steady tone. "Some of Satt's boys are trying to get the cattle out of the lower corral." He fingered his hat, looked tirst at Duke, than at Gale, then at De Spain. "Guess they'll need a little he'lp. so I asked Sassoon j to come over—" Pardaloe jerked his head indicatively toward the front, j "He's outside with some of the boys | now." "Tell Sassoon to come in here!"! thundered Gale. De Spain's left arm shot out. "Hold on, Pardaloe: pull down that cur tain behind you:" "Don't touch that curtain, Parda- ! loe!" shouted Gale Morgan. "Pardaloe." said De Spain, his left; arm pointing menacingly and walk- ! ing instantly toward him, "pull that | curtain or pull your gun, quick." At i that moment Nan, in hat and coat. \ reappeared in the archway behind s De Spain. Pardaloe jerked down the j curtain and started for the door De Spain had backed up again. "Stop, ] Pardaloe." he called. "My men are outside that door. Stand where you | are," he ordered, still enforcing his commands with his right hand cov- , ering the holster at his hip. "I leave this room first. Nan, are you ready?" he asked without looking at her. "Yes." Her uncle's face whitened. "Don't leave this house to-night. Nan," he said menacingly. "You've forced me to, Uncle Duke." "Don't leave this house to-night." "I can't protect myself in it." "Don't leave this house —most of all, with that man!""He pointed at De Spain with a frenzy of hatred. Without answering, the two were re-1 treating into the semi-darkness of the dining room. "Nan." came her uncle's voice hoarse with feeling, "you're saying goodby to me for ever." "No, oncle," she cried. "I am only doing what I have to do." "I tell you I don't want to drive you from this roof, girl." A rush of wind from an opening door was the only answer from the dark dining room. The two Morgans started forward together. The sud den gust sucked the flame of the living room lamp up into the chim ney and after a brief, sharp struggle extinguished it. In the confusion it was a moment before a match could be found. When the lamp was re lighted, the Morgans ran into the living room. The wind and rain poured In through the open north door. But the room was empty. Duke turned on his nephew with a choking curse. "This," he cried, beside himself with fury, "is your work!'"' CHAPTER XXIV. Flight De Spain, catching Nan's arm, spoke hurriedly, and they hastened outside toward the kitchen. "We must get away quick," he said as she buttoned her coat. And, knowing how she suffered in what she was doing, he drew her into the shelter of the porch and caught her close to him. "I'll take you straight to Mrs. Jeffries. When you are ready, you'll marry me; we'll make our "peace with your Uncle Duke togeth er. Great God! What a night! This way, dearie." "No, to the stable, Henry! Where's your horse?" "Under the pine, and yours, too. I found the pony, but I couldn't find your saddle, Nan." "I know where it's hidden. Let's get the horses." "Just a minute. I stuck my rifle under the porch." He stooped and | felt below the stringer. Rising in a moment with the weapon on his arm. the two hurried around the end of the house toward the pine tree. They had almost reached this when a mur mur unlike the sounds of the storm made De Spain halt his companion. "What is it?" she whispered. He listened intently. Without speaking, he took Nan and retreated to the corner of the house. "There is some body in that pine," he whispered, "waiting for me to come after the horses. Sassoon may have found them. I'll try It out, anyway, before I take a chance. Stand back here. Nan." He put her behind the corner of the house, threw his rifle to his shoulder, and tired as nearly as he could in the darkness toward and just above the pine. Without an in stant's hesitation a pistol shot an swered from the direction in which he had tired, and in another moment a small fusillade followed. "By the Almighty," muttered De Spain, "we must have our horses, Nan. Stay right here. I'll try driving those fel lows off their perch." She caught his arm. "What are you going to do?" "Run in on them from cover, wherever I can find it., Nan, and push them back. We've got to have those horses." "If we could only get away with out a tight!" "This is Sassoon and his gang. Nan. You heard Pardaloe. These are not your people. I've got to drive 'em or we're gone, Nan!" "Then 1 go with you." "Nan, you can't do It," whispered De Spain energetically. "A chance bullet—" She spoke with decision: "I go with you. I can use a rifle. Better both of us be killed than one. Help me up on this roof. I've climped it a hundred times. My rifle is In my room. Quick, Henry." Overruling his continued objec tions, she lifted her foot to his hand, put her second foot on De Spain's shoulder, gained the sloping roof, and scrambled on her hands and knees up to the window of her room. A far-off peal of thunder echoed from the mountains. Luckily, no Hash had preceded It, and Nan, rllle in hand, slid safely down to the end of the lean-to, where De Spain helped her to the ground. He directed her how to make a zig-zag advance toward the pine, and, above all, to throw herself flat and sidewise after every shot —and not to tire often. In this way they advanced slowly but safely to the disputed point and then understood —the horses were gone. A fresh discharge of shots came from two directions—seeming ly from the house and the stable. A moment later they heard sharp tiring far down the gap—their sole avenue of escape. Thej, - withdrew to the shelter of a large rock familiar to Nan even in the dark. While De Spain was de bating in his mind how to mc-et the emergency, she stood at his side, his equal he knew, in courage, daring and resource, and answered his rapid questions as to possible gateways of escape. The rain, which had been abating, now ceased, but from every fissure in the mountains came the roar of rushing water,' and little openings of rock and waterway that might have offered a chance when dry were now out of the question. In fact, it was Nan's belief that before morning water would be running over the main trail itself. "Yet," said De Spain finally, "be fore morning we must be a long way from this particular spot, Nan. Sas soon has posted men at the neck of the gap—that's the first tiling he would do, I'll tell you," he said sud denly, as when after long uncertain ty and anxious doubt one chooses an alternative and hastens to follow it. "Retreat is the thing for us. Nan. Let's make for Music mountain and crawl into our cave till morning. Le fever will get in here some time to morrow. Then we can connect with him." Realizing that no time was to be lost, they set out on the long jour ney. Every foot of the troublesome I HOW DOCS YOUR GARDEN CROW At this time of year when we say I beans our thoughts turn to the "snap-short" kinds, which we hope | to have in our gardens In the early | summer, rather than the "pork-and" j ones, which are perennial There is an old tradition, common j among country people, that the green ! beans are best for boiling with meat, J especially pork, and the yellow-pod- | ded or "wax" beans for dressing with butter, pepper and salt, or a white j sauce. If you have any such pref- j erence, make your plantings accord- ; ingly. There are a number of good | varieties of each kind, both in bush [ and pole beans. Nothing is to be gained by plant- ( ing the bush beans outdoors too . early, as they are very tender and" one light frost may either kill or re- I tard them more than a week or more's later planting. Of course, if you are equipped to cover or other wise protect them and are sure to attend to it, you can get an earllec crop by taking some risk. But, in any case, it will not be wise to plant until the ground is warm and the j weather somewhat settled, as beans j planted in cold or soggy soil are like- j ly to rot In the ground. The Various Varieties Beans naturally divide themselves in the following classes: The dwarf I green and yellow podded, the dwarf ! shell beans, which are matured, and I beans shelled out for winter use; the tall, or pole, green and yellow I podded, and the tall shell beans for | wirtter. Few persons growi any of ( the shell beans in small home gar- | dens, and we will not further con- i sider them here. For beans the soil should be rich | and mellow. To get them tender at picking time they should have quick and continuous growth, and this is best assured when they are planted in a warm, rich, porous soil, well drained and given plenty of water. Well-rotted manure, dug into the trench, is best, when applied at this time of year, and the soil should be made fine with the shovel when digging and finished with the rake. Beans arc planted In two general ways: In hills and in furrows or I drills. Cleaner cultivation can be given by the hill system, but more I can be grown in the same space of ! garden by the drill plan. By the hill system you can hoe ! all around them, but when planted in drills, if you have many weeds, it will require hand-weeding along i the rows where the hoe cannot reach. As some beans, for different rea sons, do not germinate, it will pay Ito plant them rather thickly, and : thin out in the drills to four Inches apart. Make the drills as far apart as may be convenient. If to be work ed entirely with the hoe. eighteen inches apart will do: If to be worked with the wheel cultivator, make way offered difficulties. Water im peded them continually. Nan picked their trail. But for her perfect fa miliarity with every foot of the ground, they crfuld not have got to the mountain at all. When they got to the mountain trail itself they found their way swept by a mad rush of falling water, Its deafening roar punctured by fragments of loosened rock which, swept downward from ledge to ledge, split and thundered as they dashed themselves against the mountainside. On a protected floor the two stood for a moment, listening to the roar of the cataract that had cut them ofr their refuge. "No use. Nan," said De Spain. There's isn't any other trail, is there?" She told him there was no other. "And this will run all night. Henry," them two feet apart between the drills. When using tho hill system of I planting, drop four or six beans to a | hill, making the hills a foot apart. | When fully up, thin out to three or ; four to a hill. Beans are legumes, like peas, j clover and. alfalfa, and do best when j the soil in which they are growing] is inoculated with the bacteria which j attach themselves to the roots and j form little nodules This form of i bacteria may be in your soil, but If I the soil has lain dormant for a num ; ber of years or has been planted in i grass or other non-leguminous plants iit is likely that there are few or I none. For cents you can . j get from any seedman a package of j I bacteria culture with which to in oculate enough beans to plant an i eighth of an acte, and it is not ! idlttlcult to use. The results will i well repay you for using It. The re- ! suits writing for it, ask for "legume i bacteria culture" for beans. Beans require frequent cultlva i tlon, always drawing the soil up | j around the plants. If the wheel | i cultivator is used it will be well to i go over them with the hoe to get ! j the soli well up to the plants. Work j them when the crust forms after J rains, and at all times when neces- I sary to keep down the weeds. The Best Sorts One of the best early green-pod i ded beans is Strlngiess Green Pod; ! another Is Improved Extra Early I Red Valentine. They can be used for | succession all summer, plantings be ! ing made at Intervals so that there j will be a crop every week, if you I have sufficient space to do this. The j aim should be to pick the whole crop of one set of vines at one pick ing. j Good yellow or wax beans for first | early are Brittle Wnx, Dwarf Black I Wax and Stringless Refugee Wax. Good pole beans are Kentucky Wonder, White Creaseback, McCas land, Lazy Wife and Golden Cluster Wax. Never work with or about bean stalks when they are not perfectly i dry, or you are liable to spread the ! spores of a fungus disease called ] rust, which covers them with brown j spots and spoils them for snap beans, j Select the afternoon of dry days to | cultivate beans. Lima beans come in both the dwarf and pole kinds, and are grown similar to the snap shorts, but the bean alone is used for food. The dwarf sorts should be planted six inches apart in the row, and the tall ones six beans around a pole. Give them a top dressing of chicken manure when well started, and work it into the soil. The dwarf ones can be sprouted in the house In moist sand and set out as soon as warm enough, and a week's time gained In maturity. she said, turning to him and as if thinking of a question she wanted to ask, "how did you happen to come to me to-night when I wanted you so?" "1 came because you sent for me," he answered, surprised. "But I didn't send for you." He stopped, dumfounded. "What do you mean. Nan?" he demanded uneasily. "1 got your message on the telephone lasi night. In my office at Sleepy Cat, from a man that refused to give his name." "i never sent any message to you," •she insisted in growing wonderment. "1 have been locked In a room for three days, dearie. The Lord knows I wanted to send you word. Who ever telephoned a message like that Was it a trap to get you In here?" (To Be Continue.) "THEIR MARRIED LIFE" Copyright by International News Service "But Warren, It's the coat of my new suit," mourned Helen tragically. "What shall I do about it?" As usual Warren was immersed in the morning: paper, and he raised his head to say: "Huh?" Helen was holding up the dark blue serge coat that belonged to j the suit she had bought at Crofts j & Ordway's. It had been lined with j white satin, and the satin was spot- j , ted all over with water. "Kor heaven's sake," Warren ex- j claimed, "what have you been doing ] [with it?" 'Just pressing it, and the damp I cloth made those wet marks on the ] I lining. The trouble lies in the qual- • ! ity. Why, wherever the water lias | touched it the satin is just as stiff." j "Didn't you notice the lining when you bought the suit?" "Yes, in a general way, but it i looked all right. Of course in these j | days the things are cheaper than j I they used to be." "There's no reason for putting u lining like that in an expensive suit. Of course it won't show though." "Oh, but it will whenever I take my coat off. I'll have to have it , reiined, dear." "What, when the suit Isn't two weeks old yet, and not even paid for?" "Well, what can I do?" Warren was angry enough to give his attention to the matter now. "Get on your things and come down with me," he said, rising from the breakfast table premptoril.v. I "Tou can see what Crofts & Ord- j way's will do about it." J "But they won't do a thing War- ' ron. They'll simply say that I should ■ have known water would spot silk." I "But how could you know such a silly thing. Naturally you would ex pect a suit that cost foi'y dollars to have a decent lining in it." "Besides," Helen went on, "I don't want to take a chance on having another lining like that put in it." "Of course you don't, but what is it you do want to do?" asked War ren sarcastically. "X thought I would buy a simple little lining and have the little tailor around the corner put it in," Helen said meekly. "Well." exploded Warren, "if that just like you. Well, you won't [do anvthing of the kind. At least I not until you see what can he done | ahout It. A store ns reliable ns I that one will fix it up. 1 am certain lof it. If not, I won't charge another thing there, and that's final." . Helen really had a lot more to say, but Warren in this mood could not be persuaded to reason calmly, so without a word she got into her outdoor things and went out with | Wnrren. "I just hate to make a fuss," she raid as they neared the subway sta tion. "I know you do. You'd rather pay out all that good money instead of trying to get satisfaction. Remem- I her. now. stand up for your rights. Good luck!" And Helen found her- I self on the platform alone, while j Warren was being whirled down town. I Helen was still imbued with some of the courage that Warren had pumped into her and she went di rectly to the nice woman who had sold her the suit. It was early and few people were buying, so Helen had no trouble In finding her sales woman. "I want to show you the lining in this suit." Helen said, unwrap ping the coat hastily and holding It up to view. In the light from the huge windows the spots showed up more plainly than ever. The sales woman gasped. I "Why, what happened?" she claimed "I got It damp, and this Is th result," Helen explained. "I hfcd not noticed before just how cheap the lining is," she went on. "You see, I have hardly worn the suit at all." "Just a minute," said the sales woman, beckoning another woman who was passing. The newcomer happened to be the buyer, and after a cursory examination, she said brightly, "We'll have it entirely re lined for you, Mrs. Curtis. I'll send it back to the factory and you'll get it in a week's time." "Oh, but I can't spare it a week." Helen exclaimed quickly. "Well, you see we'll have to make the factory stand the expense for the lining, or else I could do It for you here." Helen was thinking quickly. If the suit were sent back to the factory might, not the new lining he just as bad as the old ? Besides, she want ed to wear the suit the next evening, and time was worth a little money. "Could you have It reiined for me here if I bought my own lining? Sho questioned. "I'd almost rather do that, and then I'd know just what was being put in the suit. It is cer tnlnlv worth a hette linlr~ • has now." "No doubt, they would put a bettor lining in it," the woman responded: "hut if you are In a hurry for It, I could have it done for you imme diately, if yon wanted to get your owi lining." . "I'll go down stairs and get it now," Helen said, deciding quickly; "and then I can have the suit to morrow.' "Certainly: it can be done imme- I diately." Helen hurried off toward the ele j vator with a sense of satisfaction. Of course the lining would cos* her something, but the suit was worth 1 it. She was sure that Warren would j approve of what she had done. If it hadn't been for Warren, things j would have have been all upside j down. (Watcli for the next instalment of this interesting scries.) ] ? ? ? ? ? i Why send your orders for ! i Calling Cards, Announce i nients, Wedding Invita ! tions, Place Cards, etc., to ; i the larger cities and be | obliged to wait for them J from ten days to two ! weeks when you can have I j them done just as well in t 1 larrisburg in half the | time? ' j ? ? ? ? ? j The Telegraph Printing Co. t I'rlntUnc, Hlndlng. Dralffnlnn, f I'lnte I'rintliiK. Die .Slumping, I'hoto Kngrnvlng t HARRISBURG
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