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"And let you parade me there as
your latest acquisition?—never in
this world!"
"More brutality. Positively you are
getting into, a frame of mind in
which Tucker Jibbey will seem like a
blessed relief. Whatever do you sup
pose has become of Tucker?"
"How should I know?"
"If he had come in last night and
you had met him—as I asked you to
—in any such heavenly temper as
you are indulging now, I might think
you had murdered him."
It was doubtless by sheer accident
that Smith, reaching at the moment
for the salad oil. overturned his wa
ter glass. But the small accident by
no means accounted Tor the sudden
graying of his face under the Tim
anyoni wind tan —for that or for the
shaking hands with which he second
ed the damage. When they were
alone again, the momentary trepida
tion had given place to a renewed
hardness that lent a biting rasp to his
voice.
"Kinzie, the suspicious old banker
that I've been telling you about, is
determined to run me down," he
said, changing the subject abruptly.
"I've got it pretty straight that he is
planning to send one of his clerks to
the Topaz district to try and And
your father, in the hope that he will
tell what he knows about me."
"Does this Mr. Kinzie know where
father is to be found?"
"He doesn't; that the only hitch."
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Miss Verda's smile across the little
table was level-eyed.
"I could be lots of help to you,
Montague, in this fight you are ma
ins, if you'd only let me," she sug
gested.
"I'll fight for my own hand," was i
the grating rejoinder. "I can assure ;
you right now that Kinzie's messen- !
ger will never reach your father—
alive."
"Ooh'" shuddered the beauty, with
a little lift of the rounded shoulders.
"How utterly and hopelessly primi
tive! Let me show you a much sim
pler alternative. X have a map of the!
mining district, you know. Father
left it with me—in case I should
want to communicate with him."
Smith look up with a smile which ,
was a mere baring of the teeth.
"You wouldn't get in a man's way j
with any fine-spun theories of the
ultimate right and wrong; would I
you? You wouldn't say that the only
great man is the man who loves his
fellow men, and al that?"
Again the handsome shoulders J
were lifted, this time in cool scorn.
"Are you quoting the little ranch!
person?" she inquired. Then she an- !
swered his query: "The only great j
men worth speaking of are the men ,
who win. For the lack of something ,
better to do. I'm willing to help you
; win, Montague. Most naturally, I am
; the one who would know where my
father is to be found. And I have i
| changed my mind about wanting to I
drive to the Baldwins'. We'll com-j
promise on the play—if there is a
play."
"There is a play, and I have the!
seats," he announced briefly. 1
"Mercy!" she flung back. "Small j
favors thankfully received, and large ;
ones in proportion; though it's hard-j
j ly a favor, this time, because I have i
paid for it in advance. Mr. Kinzie's'
| young man came to see me this
i morning."
"What did you do?"
"I gave him a tracing of my map, j
and he was so grateful it made me j
I want to tell him that it was all'
wrong; that he wouldn't find father |
in a month if he followed the direc- |
i tions."
"But you didn't?"
"Xo; I can play the game, when it i
seems worth while."
Smith was frowning thoughtfully j
when he led her to the elevator al- !
! cove.
"My way would have been the j
surer," he muttered half to himself, i
"Barbarian!" she laughed; and;
then: "To think that you were once!
a 'debutantes' darling" Oh, yes; I>
know it was Carter Westfall who said
| it first, but it was true enough to
name you instantly for all Lawrence-
I ville.
CHAPTER XVII.
The Megalomaniac.
Sixty-odd hours before the expira-
J tion of the time limit, Bartley Wil
liams, lean and somber-eyed from thei
strain he had been under for many |
i days and nights, saw the president's,
1 gray roadster plowing its way!
through the mesa sand on the ap-1
Iproach to the construction camp and ]
was gljid.
"I've been trying all the morning
to squeeze out time to get into town," j
i he told Baldwin, when the roadster (
j came to a stand in front of the shack j
; commissary. "Where is Smith?"
j The colonel threw up his hand in a;
I gesture expressive of complete de-1
; tachment.
"Don't ask me. John has gone
plumb loco in these last two or three
| days. It's as much as your life's worth
| to ask him where he has been or
I where he is going or what he means
| to do next."
"He hasn't stopped fighting?" said
i the engineer, half aghast at the bare
j possibility.
"Oh. no; he is at it harder than
i ever—going it just a shaving too
i strong, is what I'd tell him. if he'd let
I me get near enough to shout at him.
j Last night, after the theater, he went
j around to the Herald office, and the
j way they're talking it on the street,
j he was aiming to shoot up the whole
j newspaper joint if Mark Allen, the
editor, wouldn't take back a bunch of
j the lies he's been publishing about!
'the High Line. It wound up in a I
scrap of some sort. I don't know who J
got the worst of it, but John isn't \
j crippled up any, to speak of, this
morning—only in his temper."
Williams shook his head. "I guess!
we'll haveto stand for the grouch, if
he'll only keep busy. He has the hot
I end of it. We couldn't very well get
' along without him, right now, col
; onel. With all due respect to you and
the members of the board, he is the!
fighting backbone of the whole out
fit."
"He is that." was Baldwin's ready
admission. "He is just what we've
been calling him from the first. Bart
ley—a three-ply, dye-in-the-wool
! wonder in hia specialty. He is fight
-1 ing now like a man in the la-st ditch,
and I believe he thinks he is in the
last ditch."
"It will be only two days more,"
said the engineer, saying it as one
who has been counting the davs in
keen anxiety. And then: "Stillings
told me yesterday that we're not
going to get an extension of the time
limit from the State authorities."
"Xo; that litle flre went out, blink,
Just as Smith said it would. Stan
ton's backers have the political pull
—in the State as well as in Wash
ington. They're going to hold us to
the letter of the law."
"Let 'em do it. We'll win out yet
—if we don't run up against one or
both of the only two things I'm
afraid of now: high water, or the
railroad call-down."
"The railroad grab? Have you
heard anything more about that?"
(To Be Continued)
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"The Insider"
By Virginia Terhune Van de Water
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CHAPTER LXHI
Mr. Norton had spoken truly when
he said that the backbone of the
drought was broken.
The downpour that had begun in
the evening continued through the
next day. We had had so few rainv
days this summer that to be house
bound from morning to night was a
new experience to Grace and me.
The front and back verandas were
swept by the easterly storm, so the
child could not play on them.
We played games together and
read aloud during the morning. But
after luncheon the little girl longed
for some unusual occupation.
"I tell you what let's do." she
suggested. "Let's go up into the at
tic. There's funny things there in
the trunks."
"The attic?" I repeated. "You
will have to ask your auntie. I have
been up there only ouce, and then
just passed through one end on my
way to the roof."
I myself was glad of some diver
sion. Tom and Hugh had worked
for several hours after breakfast,
and then, in spite of the rain, had
donned rubber coats and boots and
gone for a day's fishing down the
river, taking their luncheon in a
waterproof bag. Mr. Norton was.
of course, in the city. Mrs. Gore
was content to sit in her own room
and read a sentimental novel.
So I was willing to go with Grace
to Mrs. Gore's chamber where the
child made her request.
"Why, yes, darling, you mav go
up into the attic." the widow said,
"if Miss Dart will go with you.
There are," she explained to me,
"several trunks and boxes of toys
that Grace had when she was young
er—also some of Tom's old books
that she may like to look at. Then
there are several receptacles of
clothing. Many of those would not
be interesting to the child, and are
packed away in camphor—and her
own baby-clothes are there. I sup
pose." with a sad smile, "it may be
foolish to keep such things—but I
have never been able to ne"rve my
self of disposing of the belongings
of anyone I love. So I have kept
Grace's baby-clothes."
"I'd like to see them," the child
remarked.
"Well," perhaps you will see them
up there," her aunt said. "They are
in a gray leather trunk. But, dar
ling, if you tak® anything out, you
must be sure to put it back care
fully."
A Hint From Mrs. Gore
She addressed the child, but look
ed at me. I took the hint. "We will
leave everything as we find it." I
assured her. "Come on, Grace."
As we passed the scuttle to the
roof I tried to forget the day on
which Mr. Norton had taken me up
there.
The attic was very large and very
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neat. At one end of the huge room
was a boarded space, in which fur
niture was stored. Grace and I
glanced in there. The place was dark
and uninviting. In the obscurity I
cculd discern an old-fashioned dress
er, a four-post bed on which were
some pillows covered with a sheet,
and, farther back, some chairs and
tables.
"That's dark and dusty," I re
marked. "We don't want to go in
there."
"No, we don't," the child agreed
promptly, pressing close to me and
taking my hand. "There's where I
want to go.
She pointed to the front of the
attic where stood a number of
trunks and boxes near windows that
let in sufficient light for us to see
clearly.
"The books are in these boxes,"
the little girl announced. "Let's
open one."
The lifted cover of the box she
indicated revealed a number of boy's
books, -undoubtedly a part of Tom's
childhood library. We glanced at
one volume after another until we
came to an illustrated mythology.
One of the pictures looked so inter
esting that Grace asked me to read
to her about Jt.
Seating myself on top of a low
trunk, I drew her down beside me,
and read to her the beautifully
written story. The language was so
simple that It required no expla
nations from me. When I had fin
ished the tale I turned to the fly
leaf. On this was written Tom's
name, followed by the words, in a
clear handwriting, "From Mother."
I sat for a long time gazing at
the inscription. I recalled what
Mr. Norton had told me of Tom's
mother reading to her child tales
from mythology and from history.
As I mused of the woman whom I
had never seen, my thoughts re
turned, as they did constantly just
now, to the man who had married
her. and who. as Tom had declared
hotly, had forgotten her. Had he
ever loved her very dearly, or had
he cared more for the second wife,
Grace's mother? And did he care
more for me than he had for these
other women?
An Odd Situation
The grotesqueness of the situation
struck me suddenly. Here was a
man who wanted to take unto him
self a third wife! How could any
young girl with even a spark of ro
mance in her heart promise to marry
him?
For I was no longer In any doubt
as to my sentiments toward Brews
ter Norton. ,
Hugh Parker's few -words last
night had rung in my ears all day.
They had taught me to answer for
myself the question as to whether
T could ever love mv employer. X
knew now that heretofore my feel
ing for Brewster Norton had been
one of gratitude for his kindness,
coupled with flattered vanity that he
had found me worth attention and
admiration. But I could never love
him —never!
Yet how could I tell him so? I
dreaded his anger. I knew also
that he would accuse me- of caring
for the man with whom he had
found me out-of-doors last evening.
Were' I to acknowledge the truth,
Parker would be discharged. I was
sure of this, and I reflected on the
consequences of his discharge. I re
membered Tom and his plans, his
pleasure in his seml-vacatlon, all the
hopes that were centered in his as
sociation with his tutor this sum
mer.
What could T do?
I was aroused from my reverie by
Grace's voice.
"Oh. Miss Dart!" she was saying.
"Are these the clothes I had when
I was little—the clothes that Auntie
was telling you about? .Please come
and look at them!"
(To Be Continued)
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The delicious vocal organs of song
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Monthly birds that are cultivated
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A food which has been found es
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The reason the insects are imported
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THE POISON GASES THAT KIMi
MEN IN TRENCH WARFARE
We do not know definitely the
composition of the gases used in
trench fighting. From the appear
ance, odor and effects on the men it
is believed that a mixture of chlorine
and bromine is employed with the
possible addition of sulphur fumes or
formaldehyde gas. Germany pro-
The Bankrupt Stock of B. Bloom,
19 N. Third Street
Ordered Sold by the Court
Was Purchased Entirely by
ROBINSON'S WOMAN SHOP
20 N. FOURTH STREET
and Goes on Sale Wednesday Morning, June 20
{PIP* at 9A. M. Sharp
It has never been the policy of Robinson's Woman Shop to buy in Bankrupt
stocks, but we KN£\V the quality of merchandise handled by B. Bloom, and we
KNEW it to be of the very newest materials in the very latest models.
The fact that B. Bloom had been in business less than a year; the Women's
and Misses' Coats, Suits, Dresses, Wai.>ts, Skirts and Petticoats were of the new
est and highest qualities; and finally, tiiat our exceptionally low bid for the mer
chandise much to our surprise was accepted—in view of all these conditions we
deemed it wise to set aside our policy and place on sale, the handsome garments
featured by B. Bloom, 19 North Third street.
In this stock, which will go on sale at our store, one will find garments for
every occasion. The dainty modes that characterized Bloom's compare very
favorably with the high standard of quality and newness demanded by Robin
son's Woman Shop. If we could not fully guarantee every garment offered it
would never go out of our store. During this sale our friends may feel confident
that our usual spirit of fairness will be more than lived up to. We hope even
to surpass ourselves in value-giving.
The greatest opportunity of the season is here offered you. Included in this
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SKIRTS PETTICOATS
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YOU 2Q NORTH FOURTH SML YOU
C7XEAR THE YOUNG WOMEN'S CHRISTIAN ASSOCIATION
JUNE 19, 1917.
duces chlorine and bromine in large
quantities. These gases attack the
eyes, the lining of the mouth, throat
and nose. Orje part, of bromine or
chlorine in one thousand parts of air
produces almost instant death. The
gases first cause a violent cough,
followed by spitting of blood.—Pop
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Inventors have tried for years to
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[ estimate the speed of the typist, but
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! ten. A recently patented device,
j called a cyclometer, counts every
I stroke which the typist makes on
the keyboard. It is fastened to the
escapement wheel of the typewriter,
says the Popular Science Monthly.
This wheel does not niove when the
carriage is shoved backward and for
ward.
One firm employing fifty typists
found that its work was below nor
mal by cyclometer count and later
that it had some very rapid typists
and some very slow ones. The rate
of pay had always been based on the
number of years of service, and
many of the slow ones were being
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