BIG
TIMBER
By
BERTRAND W.
SINCLAIR
Copyright. 1916. fcy UHU, bm
6 Co.
1 -*
Continued .
Stella went up to the house, her
hand tingling; with his parting grip.
Over and above the peril she had
?scaped rose an uneasy vision of a
greater peril to her peace of mind.
The platitudes of soul affinity, of
rresistible magnetic attraction, of
love that leaped full blown into real
ity at the touch of a hand or the
glance of an eye, she had always
viewed with distrust, holding them
the weaknesses of weak, volatile
natures. But there was something
ibout thig man which had stirred
her, nothing that he said or did,
nerely some elusive, personal at
tribute. She had never undergone
iny such experience, and she puzzled
aver it now. A chance stranger, and
his touch could make her pulse leap.
It filled her with astonished dismay.
Afterward, dry clad and warm, sit
hlng in her pet chair, Jack Junior
:ooing at her from a nest among
cushions on the floor, the' natural
reaction set in and she laughed at
herself. When Fyfe came home she
told him lightly of her rescue.
He said nothing at first, only sat
Jrumming on his chair arm, his eyes
steady on her.
"That might have cost you your
life," he said at last. "Will you re
member not to drift offshore again?"
"I rather think I shall," she re
sponded. "It wasn't a pleasant ex
perience."
"Monohan, eh?" he remarked
sifter another interval. "So he's on
Roaring lake again."
"Do you know him?" she asked.
"Yes," he replied briefly
For a minute or so longer he sat
there, his face wearing its habitual
impassiveness; then he got up,
l;issed her with a queer sort of inten.
sity and went out. Stella gazed after
him, mildly surprised. It wasn't
quite In his usual manner.
CHAPTER X
A Resurrection
It might have been a week or so
later that Stella made a discovery
which profoundly affected the whole
current of her thought. The long
twilight was just beginning. She
was curled on the living room floor,
playing with the baby. Fyfe and
Charlie Benton sat by a window,
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smoking, conversing, as thejJ fre
quently did, upon certain phases of
the timber industry. A draft from
an open window fluttered some sheet
music down off the piano rack, and
Stella rescued it from Jack Junior's
tiny, clawing hands. Some of the
Abbeys had been there the evening
before. One bit of music was a song
Linda had tried to sing and given
up because it soared above her vocal
range. Stella rose to put up the
music. Without any premeditated
idea of playing, she sat down at the
piano and began to run over the
accompaniment. She could play
passably.
"That doesn't seem to very hard,"
she thought aloud. Benton turned
at sound of her words.
"Say, did you never get any part
of your voice back, Stell ?" he asked.
"I never hear you try to sing."
"No," she answered. "I tried and
tried long after you left home, but
it was always the same old story. I
haven't sung a note in five years."
"Linda fell down hard on that
song last night," ho went on. "There
was a time when that wouldn't have
been a starter for you, eh? Did you
know Stella used to warble like a
prima donna, Jack?"
Fyfe shook his head.
"Fact. The governor spent a pot
of money cultivating her voice. It
was some voice too. She"—
He broke off to listen. Stella was
humming the words of the song, her
fingers picking at the melody in
stead of the accompaniment.
"Why, you can!" Benton cried.
"Can what?" She turned on the
stool.
"Sing of course. You got that
high thrill that Linda had to screech
through. You got it perfectly with
out effort."
"I didn't," she returned. "Why.
I wasn't singing; just -humming it
over."
"You let out a link or two on
thos high notes Just the same,
whether you knew you were doing
it or not," her brother returned im
patiently. "Go on. Turn yourself
those high notes just the same,
"Oh. I couldn't," Stella said rue
fully. "I haven't tried for so long.
It's no use. My voice always cracks,
and I want to cry."
"Crack fiddlesticks!" Benton re
torted. "I know what it used to be.
Believe me, it sounded natural, even
if you were just lilting. Here."
He came over to the piano and
playfully edged her off the stool.
"I'm pretty rusty," he said, "but
I can fake what I can't play of this.
It's simple encugh. You stand up
there and sing'
ST>e only stocd looking at him.
' <lo on," he commanded. "I be
li< re you can sing anything. You
h/,ve to show me if you caOt."
Stella fingered the sheet* reluc
t/'ntly; then she drew a deep Breath
Ad began.
It was not a difficult selection,
merely a bit from a current light
opera, with a closing passage that
ranged at a trifle too high for the
ordinary untrained voice to take with
ease. Stella sang it effortlessly, the
last high, trilling notes pouring out
as sweet and clear as the carol of
a lark. Benton struck the closing
chord an dlook up at her. Fyfe
leaned forward in his chair. Jack
Junior, among the pillows on the
floor, waved his arms, kicking and
gurgling.
"You did pretty well on that,"
Charlie remarked complacently.
"Now sing something. Got any of
your old pieces?"
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"How much have you lost?" ask
ed Mrs. Goddard languidly looking
at young Mrs. Marshall with a look
ot avid interest in her sharp, dis
agreeable eyes.
The younger woman colored. "O,
rot so much," she said, feigning an
unconcern she did not feel. "It's all
right, isn't it. if I make out an I. O.
U. I have lost more than I thought
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"Certainly," Mrs. Goddard re
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Again she watched the younger
woman color, and she knew that
that sudden color meant that in
wardly Mrs. Marshall was squirming.
Ethel Marshall was not a good bridge
player as compared with the other
women in her set. She lost her head
and made wild plays and lost far
oftener than she dared. Her bridge
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lowance, but she went on playing,
hoping to retrieve tier ill fortune,
end plunging deeper into the vortex
at every game.
As she drove home in her modest
little car, she wondered vaguely just
how she was going to tell Jim. She
tried to shape her request for money
gracefully. If only she could ap
proach him lightly and in a spirit
of fun ask for a stated sum. But
a small amount would not nearly see
her through, and to ask for a large
sum was out of the question. She
simply did not dare to admit that
she had ben so criminally foolish.
She slipped into the house and
asked Eliza, the neat maid who
opened the door, if Mr. Marshall had
come in.
"Yes. Mrs. Marshall, he's in the
library."
Ethel went directly into the li
brary without stopping to take oft
her outdoor things. Her husband
turned as she entered and a tender
look came over his slightly, haggard
face as she saw her brave in her
soft silk and rich laces.
"Dearest," he said softly, holding
out his arms, and she went Into
them and clung to her husband
rather frantically. He held her close
and then kissed her lightly, the look
of struggle once more dominating his
features.
"What is it dear?" he asked
softly.
"Oh, Jim," she answered, hurry
ing lest the lose her new-fotind
courage. "I don't know how to tell
you."
"Is it as bad as that," he chaffed.
She smiled wanly. "Almost, I
hate to ask for more money, just
whe"? you've been so geperous, too."
"V\ hat do you need more money
for?"
If she had not been so utterly
absorbed in herself she would have
noticed the strange quality of his
voice.
"Fcolishness, of course, just
bridge."
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"You haven't been losing at bridge,
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like this?"
"I'm afraid so."
"How much have you lost?"
"Ninety dollars," she said breath
lessly.
There was a silence. "How long
has this been going on?" he asked
finally.
"O, for a long time, dear," the
words came in a rush. "I tri<!d to
win it back, but I'm Just learning,
and those women play better than
I do, and I have kept losing right
along."
"Why Haven't you been frank
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I owe nearly half of It to Mrs. God
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| Copyright by International News Service i
Copyright, 1917, International News
Service.
"Now what's the matter?" Warren
asked as he cama into the room to
find Helen almost In tears.
"Oh, Warren, I'm just about at
my wits' end to know what to do,"
1 Helen returned.
| "I suppose it's some crazy non
sense not worth worrying about,"
Warren said scatchingly.
Helen did not answer.
"Well, out with it," he said, an
(gered at being kept waiting.
"I thought you didn't want to be
bothered with it."
"I'd rather hear it than have you
go about the house looking like a
martyr because you can't tell it,"
Warren growled out.
"Well, it's that Mrs. Frlsby again."
"Now what's happened?"
"Oh, Warren, she's so everlastingly
jealous of everyone. It isn't only her
husband, it's every one of us. You
know how Emily and Louise and
Mrs. Cushlng and I bound ourselves
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"Done," snorted Warren, "you
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"Well, I thought I was helping her,
and it was thoughtless of me to
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"Nonsense, a sensible woman
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"I don't know about that. Warren.
We never know just how we'll react
in a crisis. Every woman feels that
way where her husband is con
cerned.
"Well, what's the trouble this
time?"
"She went home in a huff this
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afternoon because she wasn't in
cluded in a little theater party we
planned."
"I'll warrant you she did. The
way you people have carried her
around on your hands has just about
spoiled her. She'll get worse and
worse, Wait and see."
"Well, what do you advise me to
do. Warren?"
"Do? Why, drop her. of course,
lou've done your best for her. If
she's going to make life miserable
for all of you, why, drop her. You've
brought this trouble on the rest ot
the women, you know, and it can't
indefinitely."
"I hate to drop her, but I admit
lam discouraged. I thought at first
that companionship would change
her character, but I'm beginning to
despair of her now."
"Lite's too short," said Warren,
settling himself comfortably in his
easy chair and opening the paper,
"to. bother with people like that.
You never see a man getting into
boxes of this kind, but a woman's
friendships are the strangest things
I have ever seen. There is no such
thing as a real friendship between
two women. It's all right until some
petty like jealousy over clothes or
something breaks it up."
Helen was about to retort angrily,
tut stopped short and thought over
it. Was Warren right? Certainly
tr.e comradeship and good fellow
ship between men was a thing to
envy. They never bothered over
pe'ty details; they rarely quar.'-ilud,
things were always the same. Why
couldn't it be that way with a woman,
then? Then suddenly Helen thought
of something.
"Oh, by the way, Warren, how Is
that little deal coming on with Mr.
Duvenport?" she queried.
Warren looked up.
"What make you think of that?"
he asked in surprise.
"Apropos of friendship," she re
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Warren looked puzzled.
"You renjember all those little
dinner parties last year, don't you,
dear?" she continued. "You remem
ber how I disliked Mrs. Davenport,
and how you asked me as a favor not
snub her because of a deal you had
on with Mr. Davenport? You re
member how many times I enter
tained him at dinner when his wife
wan out of town?"
"Of course I do; a man's got to
do things like that—a business
friendship may mean a great deal in
a money way."
"Well, then, a man's friendship
isn t always a disinterested thing, is
it?" Helen asked slyly.
Warren reddened. "That's an en
tirely different matter," he began.
"Of course, that's because the shoe
is on the other foot now," Helen
said softly.
"What's that?"
"Oh. nothing dear. Aren't you
hungry? I'll go out and see liow
dinner is progressing. By the way.
Warren, I believe you did say once
that you couldn't do much for Mr.
Davenport outside of business. I ani
beginning to like him." And Helen,
with a smothered laugh, made her
escape from the room,
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adapted to benefit the body and its
organs. Its ingredients are absolute
ly necessary to the blood. In nlna
cases out of ten a run-down condi
tion, sallow, pale complexions that
"all in" feoling and frail bodies are
due to lack of lecithln-and-lron pep
tonate In the system.
Your mental and physical strength
and endurance depends upon a
lecithln-an-lron peptonate laden
blood; steady, dependable nerves and
a healthy stomach. With these you
can meet life at any angle.
| This wonder tonic, hypoferrin,
which Is as perfect as science can
get to nature, meets every essential
demand of the human organism. It
is safe and sure and a boon to run
down, worn-out men and women.
Hypoferrin means nature's own wajr
of bringing color to the cheeks,
strength to the body and keeping
the vigor and buoyancy of youth. Tha
powder and paint way of effecting l
beauty is not needed by hypoferrin
women and girls. Their blood, filled
with nature's beauty stores, creates
conditions that give firmness and
grace to the body and the glow of
health to the cheeks.
No need of going through life sick
ly and always feeling miserable in
this age of medical science. Join
the hypoferrin ranks. It puts into
you the springy snap and vigor you
.ought to have .and puts life into your
body and mind that inspires the con
fidence that you confront the world
on an equal footing with anyone.
Hypoferrin may be had at your
druggist's or direct from us for SI.OO
per package. It Is well worth tha
price. The Sentansl Remedies Co.,
Cincinnati. Oh to. '
John Mac Donald, M. D.
Graduate Hahnemann Medical
Collrw, Philadelphia, Cinaa of 1880
Nerve Specialist nnd Expert on
Insanity.
29 N. Second St., Harrisburg
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