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"I didnt think that of you, John;
I sure didn't. Why, that's what you
might call a low-down, tin-horn sort
of game."
"It is just that, and I know it as
well as you do. But it's the price I
have to pay for my few days or
grace. Miss Richlander knows the
Stantons; they've made it their bust- 1
ness to get acquainted with her. One
word from her to Crawford Stanton,
and a wire from him to my home
town in the middle West would sec
tie me."
The old man straightened himself
in his chair, and his steel-gray eyes
blazed suddenly.
"Break away from 'em, John!" he
urged. "Break it off short, and let
'em all do their worst! Away along at
the first, Williams and I both said
you wasn't a crooked crook, and I'm
believing it yet. When it comes to the
show-down we'll all fight for you,;
and they'll have to bring a derrick
along if they want to snatch you out
of the Timanyoni. You go over yon
der to the Hophra House and tell that
young woman that the briddle s off.
and she can talk all she wants to!" j
"No," said Smith shortly. "I know
what I am doing, and I shall go on !
as I have begun. It's the only way.
Matters are desperate enougtt with i
us now, and if I should drop out—"
The telephone bell was ringing and
Baldwin twisted his chair to brin
himself within reach of the desk set.'
The message was a brief one, and at
its finish the ranchman-president was
frowning heavily.
"By Jupiter! it does seem as if the
bad luck all comes in a bunch!" he!
protested. "Williams was rushing i
things just a little too fast, and |
they've lost a whole section of the
dam by stripping the forms before
the concrete was set. That puts us
hack another twenty-four hours, at :
least. Don't that beat the michief?" I
Smith reached for his hat. "It's six ,
o'clock," he said; "and Williams'
form-strippers have furnished one
more reason why I shouldn't keep
Miss Richlander waiting for her din- I
ner." And with that he cut the talk
short and went his way.
With a blank evening before her.
Miss Richlander, making the tete-a-
dinner count for what it would, i
tightened her hold upon the one man
available, demanding excitement.
Nothing else offering, she suggested
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MONDAY EVENING,
Bringing Up Father Copyright, 1917, International News Service By McManus
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JL I'LL m S r OH * V & )-- I LEFT ME COIN /N *-*<**"'• OVER FIVE HAT=>-
FARLY THIS SSI I \ i* Li 2 * fA 1 * TJ ILLPKK THFM
MORN I MQT
an evening auto drive, and Smith
dutifully telephoned Maxwell, the
railroad superintendent, and borrow
ed a runabout.
Smith drove the borrowed run
about in sober silence, and the glor
ious beauty In the seat beside him
did not try to make him talk. Per
haps she, too, was busy with thoughts
of her own. At all events, when
Smith had helped her out of the car
at the hotel entrance and had seen
her as far as the elevator, she thank
ed him half absently and took his
excuse, that he must return the run
about to Maxwell's garage, without
laying any further commands upon
him.
Just as he was turning away, a bell
boy came across from the clerk's
desk with a telegram for Miss Rich
lander. Smith had no excuse for lin
gering. but with the air thick with
threats he made the tipping of the
boy answer for a momentary stop
gap. Miss Verda tore the envelope
open and read the inclosure with a
fine-lined little frown coming and go
ing between her eyes.
"It's from Tucker Jibbey," she said
glancing up at Smith. "Someone has
told him where we are, and he is fol
lowing us. He says he'll be here on
the evening train. Will you meet him
and tell him I've gone to bed?"
At the mention of Jibbey. the
money-spoiled son of the man who
stood next to Josiah Rinchlander in
the credit ratings, and Lawrence
ville's best imitation of a financier.
Smith's first emotion was one of re
lief at the thought that Jibbey would
at least divide time with him in the
entertainment of the bored beauty;
then he remembered that Jibbey had
once considered him a rival, and that
the sham "rounder's" presence in
Brewster would constitute a menace
more threatening than all the others
put together.
"I can't meet Tucker," he said
bluntly. "You know very well I
can't."
"That's so," was the quiet reply.
"Of course you can't. What will you
do when he comes?—run away?"
"No; I can't do that either. I shall
keep <yit of his way, if I can. If he
finds me and makes any bad breaks,
he'll get what's coming to him. If
he's worth anything to you, you'll put
him on the stage in the morning and
send him up into the mountains to
join your father."
"The Idea!" she laughed. "He's not
coming out here to see father. Poor
Tucker! If he could only know what
he is in for!" Then: "It is beginning
to look as if you might have to go
stiil deeper in debt to me, Montague.
There is one more thing I'd like to do
before I leave Brewster. If I'll prom
ise to keep Tucker away from you,
will you drive me out to the Bald
wins' to-morrow afternoon? I want
to see the colonel's fine horses, and
he has invited me, you know."
Smith's eyes darkened.
"There is a limit, Verda, and
you've reached it," he said quickly.
"If the colonel jnvited you to Hill
crest, x it was because you didn't leave
him any chance not to. I resign in
favor of Jibbey," and with that he
handed her into the waiting elevator
and said, "good-night."
On the day following the hindering
concrete failure at the dam, Smith
gave still more color to the charges
of his detractors in the business field.
Those whose affairs brought them in
contact with him found a man sud
denly grown years older and harder,
boody and harshly dictatorial, not to
say quarrelsome: a man who seemed
to have parted, in the short space of
a single night, with all of the hu
manizing affabilities which he had
shown to such a marked degree in
the reorganizing and refinancing of
the irrigation project.
"We've got our young Napoleon of
finance on the toboggan slide, at
last," was the way in which Mr.
Crawford Stanton phrased it for the
bejeweled lady at their luncheon in
the Hophra cafe. "Kinzie Is about to
throw him over, and all this talk
about botch-work on the dam is get
ting his goat. They're telling it
around town this morning that you
can't get near him without risking a
fight. Old Man Backus went up to
his office in behalf of a bunch of the
scared stockholders, and Smith
abused him first and then threw him
out bodily—hurt him pretty savage
ly, they say."
The large lady's accurately pen
ciled eyebrows went up in mild sur
prise.
"Bad temper?" she queried.
"Bad temper, or an acute attack of
'rattleitis'; you can take your choice.
I suppose he hasn't, by any chance,
quarreled with Miss Richlander
over-night?—or has he?"
The fat lady shook her diamonds.
"I should say not. They were at
luncheon together in the ladies' ordi
nary as I came down a few minutes
ago."
Thus the partner of Crawford Stan
ton's joys and sorrows. But an invis
ible onlooker in the small dining
room above stairs might have drawn
other conclusions. Smith and the
daughter of the Lawrenceville mag
nate had a small table to themselves,
and if the talk were not precisely
quarrelsome, it leaned that way at
times.
"I have never seen you quite so
brutal and impossible as you are to
day, Montague. You don't seem like
the same man. Are you going to re
consider and take me out to the
Baldwin ranch this afternoon?"
(To Bo Continued)
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HARJUSBURG 4SS& TELEGRAPH
MANAGEMENT OF
HOME DESIRABLE
Every Housewife Can Easily
Learn Proper Way to
Do Things
A house well managed becomes a
home, a place of comfort and cheer.
The housewife who understands the
scientific management of her home is
not a slave to her duties, but has
plenty of time for recreation and for
the following of any pursuits in
which she may be interested.
To have a place for everything and
a particular time each day for the
performing of certain tasks lessens
the work and the time required for
its completion. Every housewife can
acquire the knowledge necessary to
successfully manage her household
along scientific and economical lines
if she will but devote a few minutes
each day to the study of home man
agement.
The Lincoln Correspondence Schools
course In home management, which
is one of the six practicable courses
now being offered its subscribers by
this paper, full particulars of which
will be found elsewhere in this
edition, teaches the scientific man
agement and care of every accessory
in the home —the planning of each
loom, the proper arrangement of
furniture required to give character,
I expression and individuality to the
j home, the decoration of walls, what
I to use and what not to use, the color
schemes and choice of draperies.
The lessons are most practicable
and deal with the essential everyday
details of successful housekeeping.
They teach economy without sacri
fice of home comfort or loss of
efficiency. It does not require so
much money to make a room com
j fortable and attractive if you know
how to arrange it, and work is
neither half so long nor so hard if
I you know how to do it.
Departments Issues Tips
on Fighting Farm Pests
A number of insects have a fond
ness for muskmelon vines now, says
to-day's bulletin from the National
Emergency Food Garden Commis
sion, and usually the gardener must
fight them to secure a good crop.
The aphides, or plant lice, are the
most ruinous muskmelon pests. If
the vines are allowed to become
badly infested with these bugs they
cannot be saved. The only thing to
do is to pull the vines and burn
them.
Aphides are sucking insects; there
fore the nicotine sulphate spray
should be used to kill them. If ap
plied before the lice gain a head
way you can exterminate them. If
one good application does not de
stroy all the aphides, repeat when
ever necessary. Aphides can readily
be detected by the crumpled appear
ance of the plant leaves.
Beetles common to the cucumber
vines are also found on muskmelons.
The striped beetle, the spotted cu
cumber bettle, and the flea bettle are
combated in the identical way. Ar
senate of lead spray mixed in with
bordeaux mixture is effective against
all these bugs. This mixture can be
sprayed on your vines as a preven
tive to bug invasion, or as* soon as
tho bugs appear.
Tobacco dust will also kill bettles.
If the first application does not de
stroy them, a second one can be ap
plied in ten days without Injury to
the plants.
The squash vine borer —a worm
which bores into the vine at the sur
face of the ground—is hard to kill
out. Cut the stem lengthwise to re
move the borer. Be sure to kill
these worms. Throw earth over the
vines every few feet so that new
roots may form on the vines.
Muskmelons are subject to the
two most common diseases of the
vegetable garden—leaf blight and
anthracnose. Leaf blight shows
small dark spots on the leaves and
can be cured with spraying of bor
deaux., Dark spots on the leaves
with long, light brown spots on the
melons themselves tell the presence
of anthracnose. Use the bordeaux
spray for this also and repeat the
application every two weeks while
the disease remains. •
WHY NOT AM; PRESS ALIKE?
Why not a civilian uniform as a
measure of economy in clothing?
suggests a Canton, Ohio, man. It
could be worn by everyone, man,
woman and child, and thus elimi
nate foolish dressing, the dude, and
the spending of hundreds of thou
sands of dollars on needless finery.
It would certainly bring home to the
civilian population their part In the
war. and the ladles would need to
apologize no longer for appearing
twice In the same dress. As the re
sult of Investigation carried on by
the Ohio man, a standardized suit of
wool of excellent quality could be
sold for less than twenty dollars.—
Popular Science Monthly
"The Insider"
By Virginia Terhune Van de Water
i
CHAPTER LXII
Copyright, 1917, Star Company.
Before I could answer my com
panion's question there was a blind
ing flash of lightning and another
clap of thunder. The wind increased
with such violence that it almost
took my breath away.
"Oh," I gasped, "let me go in
alone! He may not like it if"
Hugh Parker laid a strong hand
on my wrist. "What do you mean?"
he asked hoarsely. "What right has
he to object to your being here with
me?"
"No right—yet," I quavered, "but
he wants —I mean—l half-prom
ised"
"You mean," Hugh questioned
sternly, "that you love him!"
"No—no!" I protested. "I don't
love him —but—X have told him
that."
Someone was hurrying along the
veranda toward us. My companion
seized my arm as a gust of rain
struck us in our faces and ran with
me to the steps at the top of which
my employer stood.
"Elizabeth! Parker!" Brewster
Norton exploded. "What does this
mean? Where have you been?"
He carried an electric torch, and
as he flashed it upon us I was pain
fully conscious that I wore a loose
negligee, and that my hair was tossed
by the wind. I was glad taht I had
wrapped about me the shawl that
Hugh had brought out to me a few
minutes ago.
"It was so hot upstairs that I came
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down to get cool," I explained, my
teeth chattering, "and Mr. Parker
happened to get here just before the
storm broke."
At Hillcrest one light in the lower
hall was always left burring at night,
and by its gleam through the open
door I saw that my employer was
very pale. I was sure that he was
angry, but his self-control was phe
nomenal.
"I see," he said dryly. "And where
is Tom?"
"He went indoors some time past,"
Hugh Parker said. "I took a walk
after he left me. And I saw Miss
I Dart sitting there on the bench as 1
j crossed the orchard, and 1, too,
| stopped to get cool and watch the
j storm rise. Shall we go in? We arc
| all three getting wet."
I envied him his calm bearing. He
had nothing to be ashamed of. I re
flected quickly, so he was not afraid.
He Looks Old
"That's so, we are," Brewster Nor
ton agreed, with an effort to speak
naturally. "It appears that most of
the family are awake. Mrs. Gore
called out to me just now to be sure
to shut all the windows—as if that
were not the very thing that I came
down stairs for."
I noticed as he spoke how old he
looked without a collar. He had
slipped on his trouser? and dress
ing gown over his pajamas, leav
ing his neck exposed in front. I
saw as never before the flabby and
wrinkled skin at the throat, the
sure sign of departed youth. Yet he
JUNE 18, 1917.
was only forty-six. It was the con
trast with Hugh's buoyant vitality
that made him seem older.
"Did you Just come downstairs?"
I asked suddenly.
"Yes," he replied. "Why?"
"I thought I heard you open the
screen door fifteen minutes ago,"
I said. "I heard It creak.
"Probably It was not latched, and
the wind opened It," Hugh opined.
"As it is evident that everybody
is in the house, it is also evident
that nobody came out."
"Perhaps," I said, giggling nerv
ously, "somebody came into the
house."
ish jest and with the intention of
making myself appear at ease. I was
to recall them later.
"That's obviously absurd," the
master of the house declared tartly.
"Hark —what a rain! The backbone
of the drought is certainly broken."
Then, as I shivered, he said politely,
but rather stiffly, "If I might sug
gest, Miss Dart, It would be wise for
you to get upstairs and remove your
damp clothing. You stayed outside
long enough to get plentifully
sprinkled."
"I will go at once," I said eagerly.
I had wanted to run away, yet
had stood embarrassed, wondering
how I could make my escape. I
never thought of pleading Grace's
possible need of me. All my tact
had deserted me.
"Good-night, Mr. Norton. Good
night, Mr. Parker!" I murmured.
"Good-night!" Hugh said.
I held out my hand to him, and
he took it in his cool, firm clasp
as he might have taken the hand of
a man. The clasp quieted my twitch
ing nerves. Yet, as I saw his grave
face I wondered if he had realy said
he loved me. And. as I wondered, I
knew I would not part with the
memory of hts words for any price.
"Good night!" Mr. Norton said, as
I started toward the stairs.
My cheeks flamed as I realized
that my thoughts had been so busy
that I had forgotten to shake hands
with my employer.
"Oh, —good night!" I stammered
again, tryipg to laugh. "I forgot
that I had not shaken hands with
you!"
His grip hurt my Angers, and
there was a disagreeable gleam in his
eyes. Although he, too, laughed,
there was no amusement In the
sound.
"Oh, I would not let you forget!"
he rejoined, harshly. "You may be
very sure of that."
I almost snatched my hand from
him, and ran upstairs.
At the first landing I paused and
looked down. My employer had
turned away to lock the front door,
but Hugh Parker stood where I had
left him. As I paused, he raised his
eyes and they met mine. Although
his look was calm and reassuring,
I fancied that I saw also an ex
pression of perplexity on his face.
I would not look again, but went
on up to my room.
That night I rlreamed of two men
—the one to whom T had given a
half-promise to which he had said
lie would hold me. and the other,
who had told me he loved me, but
who had demanded no promise from
me.
To Be Continued
CHEW ED UP EACH TEAR
Loud and long are the complaints
of the stringency of the times and
the wails concerning the tightness of
money; but these laments are not
coming from the manufacturers of
chewing gum. Neither the war nor
any other calamity has affected the
output of this great necessity, says
the Popular Science Monthly. The
annual imports of chewing gum
average about 7,000,000 popnds, al
though in 1913 the average reached
nearly 14,000,000 pounds. Thus tt is
estimated that $13,000,000 are chew
ed up annually.
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