THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS. McCONNELLSBURG, PA. Impossible boy OOpyPIGHT FSOPB3-AAEPPIU CO SYNOPSIS IVdrn and the dunning lr, Mr. Joni, rrevcnt a trump fiorn Hti-allng a youn idy'M purtio. Pmlro'i ambition In bwoine a painli-r npiim him to quit Old Nita an. I the atrullliiK lieitr dnncrra. I'udro, Obi Nllit and tlio bear tralmTa atnrt fur Nmw York. Pedro piilntu a portrait for a lunch wniron man nnd ho turns a mi-iil for tht cimiounr. Ml III" VnndiTpool cimrr'. with Ix r arllHt lover, Hum Hill, and they part. Hhe, discovers In her fiither'a dunk a portrait which she recoirnlxc um thnt of J'eilro, who rcKcued her from thw purn Hnuteher. Mill, tho deapimdent lover, mclB 1'edro and Mr. Jom-a In Wimhlnn Ion nqunru. Hill dlm-ovon. tnlent In Pedro's drawings and In a mad desire lo lorn; hlmnoir, given his atuillu uii'l all In It to Pedro In exchange for Mr. Jon'-a. I'edru ori-uplra Hill's studio and rails on Iki, tho si'ulptor. with a lellor from Mill. Ilih, railing In return, In the al ley bumps Into two men. one of whom Is HeKlnal'l Vandcrp'Hil, Iris' father. In dls irulHo. Vnnderpool's companion Ks Into the bnsernent of Hill's studio and tulks with Itlcardo. or llowe. the biisement tenunt, of a conspiracy against a foreign irovcrnment. Vnnclurpool, over whom Howe has a w;--t hold. Is Implicated, flenora Iniunsa and her child, aupposedly lei.il In an uprising. Howe knows to be alive. I'wlro gains -ntiun:r to an artist s meeting at Mllllun'a and meets Iris aguln. CHAPTER VII Continued. "You're new to tills crowd?" asked the man at Pedro's elbow. "Yes." Then brazenly "A friend of Miss Vanderpoolo." "An!" said the man. "She's a good dancor!" "Yes." "Not like the other, though; eh, what?" "What other? ' asked Pedro. "Why. Ruth St Johns, of course! Didn't you see It?" "I came In late," Pedro explained. "Sorry I did not sen It Tell me who some of these people are," he added. "Who Is the little man. the host?" "Yes. that's Don Mllllgan." replied the mun, seemingly not In the least surprisod at finding a guest who was Ignorant of the host's name. "He sure la a nice little fullow a corker. Don Is. Not a bad painter, either, though he's never done as good work since he's married. Can't, of course. They have a kid. you seo, and they've got to live. Ills wife's a wonder. Ask any of the boys! That's noil over there, talking to Gester, the sculptor." "And the tall man with the so sadly drooping necktie?" Inquired Pedro. "Talking to Heskall's wire? That's a bum poet named Nlcliolls." And so he rattled on, saying the names so familiar to himself, so sug gestive of success, eo otherwise mean ingless to Pedro, who never looked twite at anything unless It were ex ceptionally good, and consequently heard most of these names for the first time. "Dy the way, what are you?" asked the man, abruptly breaking off his monologue, "Painter," replied Pedro. "I'm on the Sun." said the man. "Theodore Pell Is my name. Not here to do this party, though. All friends of mine here. Wouldn't be such a rot ter, you know. What'B your name?" "I am Pedro," said tho other with such quiet assurance that the reporter made no comment, and searched hla memory frantically, trying to place a well known nrtlBt of that name. Tho boy spoke ns If ho said, "I am Sar gent." Who the devil could he be? There was a slight commotion at tho lower doorway, and a splendid old man entered. "Why, thero Is Rives De Ruh!" ex claimed Pell. "Didn't know he came here!" "Ah! the great one!" cried Pedro. "I must speak to him." And without further apology he rushed off, leaving tho still greatly puzzled reporter staring after hi in and repeating, "Pedro, Pedro ono of the new Spaniards, I suppose." While bllll debating the matter, and frowning over it, he was Joined by a friend who was a writer and profes sional model. This youth was named Liluume, and emtio nearer to resemb ling the Greek gods than do the gen eral run of young gentlemen now adays, lie was rather conscious of thin, and alno prided hlmsiJf on ac quaintance with, or knowledge of, most of the well-known creative peo ple of two continents. At his approach an Idea occurred to Pell: He would make a tost. Accordingly he sprang bis mine almost immediately. "Do you know that Pedro Is here to night?" ho UHked, watching liluume closely as he put the question. Illauino had never heard the name before, but Judging from tho other's tone that tho person referred to was one with whose accomplishments It was proper to be familiar, he slmu luted knowledge. "You don't sny so!" he exclaimed In terefitedly. "Where Is he?" "Down there talking to Do Rush," replied Pell, confirmed In tho Idea that he bad hitherto overlooked a celebrity "That young fellow?" cried Ulaumo. "Why, I'd no Idea he was such a kid! "Nor I," replied Pell. Whereby Pedro became famous. At that particular moment he was extracting a promise, from the great man to come and see his work, with a view to giving a regular criticism. The sheer audacity of the request was probably what obtained the desired consent. . Such a thing, In such a way had never been asked of Do Hush be fore. Rut Pedro had smiled, and his earnest sturllke eyes had done the rest. When Pell and Dlaunie apr preached them, tho famoua painter and the youthful ono were chatting like the old friends which Pell Instant ly assumed them to be. The boy's luck of timidity, and frank delight in his new master's talk, charmed De RuBh, who was too well accustomed to that loneliness which 1b the fate often forced upon the mighty by an over- respectful public. The shaggy head was raised In leonine majesty to greet tho reporter. "My young friend here has Just been telling me that ho Is occupying Sam Hill's studio," said De Rush. "Hill is going to be away for a year. We shall miss him at the 'layers." "Will you be here alt winter?" Pell inquired of Pedro. "Yes," said he. "What, In particular, are you going to paint In America?" continued the reporter. Whereat the innocent and unsuspecting Pedro launched into an enthusiastic explanation of some of his pet theories. In the midst of these be spied Iris (for the moment seated alone) and, ex cusing himself, he mude his way toward her. As soon as hla back was turned, Pell pulled out bis note book and began making Jottings. 'Said he knew Leigh well. Hum- friend of De Rush. Great stuff, thlsl Wonder .why I never heard of him be fore?" he muttered, writing rapidly. Then he slipped into his overcoat, and left hurriedly. Meunuhllu Pedro resumed his little flirtation, quite unconscious that Iris had been watching bim all evening with an Increasing disturbance of tne heart. How romantic, how charming figure he appeared to her, he could not gues; nor that the game he pluyed so lightly was already in fair way to become a serious matter in ber mind. She gave hi in her address and asked him to lunch with her next day. "Madonna lady, I will be there!" he said, as be helped her Into her car riage. Then be closed its door and allowed ber to be whirled away, as she sat very erect, with glowing cheeks. To herself she was whispering with faBt- beating heart, "Have I found my Ideal?" Pedro gazed after the smart brough am, laughed slightly, frowned, snapped his fingers and said: "What's the harm?" CHAPTER VIII. Of Revolutionary Savor. Meanwhile, the cab Into which the Uidy who lind-fulnted bad been carried, and which Pedro had seen drive away from MUllgan's door before he gained entrance there, was halted after It had gone less than three blocks, and the directions that bad been given before the assembled guests, changed to that of a little unknown cafe opposite Cen tral park, and some five miles uptown. Without protest at the distance, or even exacting the promise of a larger fare, the cabby obeyed the order; the cab was wheeled about and beaded northward. Inside, against the cushioned wall Senora Daussa had laid her head, her cheeks pale, but her wide dark eyes showing that she had returned to con sciousness. She was a beautiful wom an of th rare type, a blonde Spaniard (thnn wl.T there is no fairer), and although she was close to forty years of age, her slender graceful figure and erect carriage made her appear young er. To the man beside her, she seemed the very Incarnation of loveli ness, as Indeed she had always ap peared in his eyes. He made a little motion, as If to caress her, but insteud of responding, she shrank back from him silently.' "Madame, you must not sing In pub lic again! It Is very charming, but too conspicuous," he said In Spanish. "You must not sing when we are In public." . She replied In the same language. "You must not try to touch me again when we are alone." Impatiently he dropped bis bands to his sides. "Will you deign to be reasonable?" he begged. "Let us keep to the sub ject. It Is essential to our cause that wo apiear as the best of friends as brother ifrTd sister." "In public, yea since you Insist," she Interrupted, "but when we arc alone thcro Is no need to maintain the farce. You havo no right whatever to lav hands upon me. It Is a breach of trust" "Forgive mo," he answered quite humbly, "I forget sometimes, because you drive me mud especially when I waltz with you as tonight. Carmen, It is not v(thout reason that I have served you these many years; you must you do know that It Is because I love you! And this being constantly together, though It has not madn my plight less hopeless, has not madeMt easier to endure.' "I did not mean to seem ungrateful, Rlcardo," she answered softly, pa thetically even. "Indeed, I know you serve me well, and why but let us drop this too painful subject. I can never be anything to you but a friend, and so it is better to keep away from speech of such things us can only cause us both pain. I like you wall; that, at least, you know. Did I not danco with you tonight? I danced with no ono else but you!" "Yes!" he said through his teeth. "Rut It must not occurHgaln. It Is too conspicuous, I tell you! We shall bo observed too cloBely, and then- trouble!" She was silent for a moment at this; then: "If you do not wish me to be noticed, why do you make me go about with you at times? It Is seldom enough that I go; but I would willingly stay at home altogether, and leave the quest In your hands alone.'.' "LlHten. Carmen." said be; "I shall again explain. We must appear nor mal people It Is Indispensable, bo lieve mc! What would seem stranger than that you should never leave your rooms? The minute that anyone doos the least unusual thing he begins to attract attention and suspicion. Those who appear normal and uninteresting pass unnoticed. Relieve me, I am do ing all In my power to locate your lover. With your almost total lack of English, it would be an Impossible task for you. Truly, I am beginning to think that he may bo past finding." Her voice was chilled by the force of control which she put upon herself as she replied: "I have but one reason for thinking that." "Which Is?" he queried, peering anx iously at her through the gloom. "My letters!" she said hoarsely. "Why does he not answer them? Do they not reach him? And If not, for what reason?" "I cannot imagine," said he. "As you know, I have myself carried them to the poet with every care." "You are kind to me, Rlcardo," she said gently, laying her hand upon his In sudden gratitude. In an Instant he had seized her hand and covered It with burning kisses. Moaning, she snatched It away and drew back, shivering, Into her corner. will leave you!" she cried. "You torment me more than I can en dure. It Is not fair. I will go, and somehow, I will manage for myself." "You cannot go!" he said, forcing her to desist. "There Is something else. Do you know where we are bound tonight? Ah, there Is a matter on loot or deeper import man you have guessed; jand If you leave me now, you will ruin us. The matter to which I refer, and upon which we are abroad tonight, concerns our dear country. More I cannot say at pres ent, but I know that this much will be sufficient to your patriotic soul." 'I will stay, Rlcardo," she replied, startled by his Intcnsenese. "Indeed, I can do nothing else. As you say, I have no money, no English; how could I go? Rut promise me, swear once again that no matter what affair may be engrossing you what politics, what secret that you will not cease to L'carch for him." "I swear," said he eagerly. "For him, and for that other, even more dear," she added, her eyes wide and luminous. "And the other," he repeated. As though satisfied she leaned back wearily, and closed her eyes. At last they approached a tiny wood en building only a single story in height, that stood upon a corner. It boro the words, Summer Garden, in a great gilt sign upon its slanting roof edge. That guests still lingered In side was evidenced by the warm light streaming through the opaque glass of the crooked little windows, and by the presence beside the curb of two cabs without drivers, the wretched horses, blanketed but cold, waiting in patient misery. To those waiting ones, Rowe's cab was added, and the driver, descending from the box, opened . the door and peered within. 'You'd better come quickly, Rlcar do," be said. "It's getting late, and Mike won't stay open all night." The lady gave a little cry of surprise and grasped her companions arm. Evidently the Intrusion of the cabby was unexpected by her. "Who Is It?" she gasped. "Look close; It is Sancho, can't you see?" said Rowo. "He Is here on that matter of which I spoko. There are other friends Inside, and I beg that you will enter for a moment, so they may see that you are alive and well. Your welfare means much to them." 'Sancho in America!" the lady re peated as though dazed. "Have you any news?" she then asked eagerly. "Come Inside, gracious one," said the driver. She arose to obey. "Keep your cloak well about you," commanded Rowe, as he assisted her to alight "I have brought you here "Is She With Us?" Asked the Latter. because It Is not safe for them to come to us. There la a reward out for Sancho, even now." They crossed the pavement and en tered the little hut. Inside were sev eral rooms, for 'the place was more rambling than appeared from the front: and after a quick greeting of the rosy-cheeked Irishman behind the bar, they crossed the sanded floor to a smaller apartment beyond. As soon ns tho door had closed behind them, the lady, clasping her hands fearfully, glunced from one to the other or the men In manifest anxiety. "What word have you, Sancho?" she asked of the driver. Refore replying, the mnn glanced at Rowe, as If for In Bt motions. Almost Imperceptibly the latter shook his head without being nhspi'ved by tho white-faced woman. "None," said Sancho, "except that we are almost certain that he Is still alive; our own government, In fact, has communlcntod with him recently "Come!" said Rowe roughlv. "You are not to talk, mndnme. The wnlls have ears. Keen Bllent I beg. We cannot remain here all night, and 1 have business of Importance In the other room. Tardon If we leave you for a moment. You are perfectly sore. Then, beckoning to Sancho, thoy loft, cloBlnsr the door with care. "Is she with us?" aBked the latter as soon as they were outside. Rowe avoid ed meeting his eyes as ho spoke. "Certainly." said he. "Did you get the reportB that the government sent him last? It Is close on two months since we have cornered one. Did you fit fepi8 IP 1 Willi 1 fepp get those that were sent to him In the country 1" "No," replied the other. "I have boen trying to see you to tell you, but I met with an accident and have been laid up with a broken leg, and I dared not write. Tonight is the first time I have been out, and I only came In re sponse to your urgent note. I failed to get the last ones. The daughter wae bringing them from the post office, and I tried to snatch them from her, when a bear a wild thing sprang out of the bushes, and I made off without get ting them." The two crossed the tiny corridor and entered the main room again, go ing directly to where a group of men, five In all, were Beated about a corner table. These persons all appeared to be artisans of some sort, and by their drew, none too prosperous. All, how ever, knew Rowe, although they gave him no special greeting. Leaning over in their midst, be spoke quickly In a low voice, again using Spanish. "The senora Is here," he said, "and has pledged herself to our cause, as I promised you she would do. She will recelvo you all In token of her pledge, but do not talk too much to her, as she Is 111, having fainted earlier In the evening, and Is also agitated at this adventure, She has come to you, as you see, at great riBk to her reputa tion. Let us spare her as much as possible." There were murmurs of assent, and Yznaea. who was one of the men, Y spoke up. "There are some estimates," he said, "which I brought this evening. We can secure a fat bit of graft from the Maxnian Arms company, as well as getting the inventory as soon as be pays for It" "Have you them here?" said Rowe. Let me see." "Yes," replied the man, fumbling about In his breast pocket "Here they are. Sit down a minute and look at them. We shall all have to go directly we have seen ber. Mike will be closing up." With quick Interest Rowe spread the documents, a martial list of rifles and ammunition, upon the table, and at once all seven heads were bent over them, the talk sinking to a humming. scarcely audible three feet away. Behind the bar sat Mike, adding up his accounts. From his ledger he glanced at the wide pasty face of the clock opposite, and then at the group at the lurgest table. Would they never go home? Their glasses were empty. Then suddenly, as one man, they arose and following Rowe (who was friend to Mlkey by virtue of a fifty-dollar bill), went to the inner room. They did not enter, but stood at the door. Mikcy strained his ears to hear the lady speak, but whatever greeting she uttered was said In so low a voice as not to be articulate from where he sat. Then the muti w ho had produced the paper spoke. "We shall not disturb you, senora," he said, "for you are fatigued. We merely wish to pay you our homage and assure you of our fidelity." Again that low murmur, and then, one by one, all bowed and left save Rowe and the cab driver, who entered the little room, closing the door after them. "Aw, some funny things happens," said Mlkey, not however, with any spe cial reference to humor. He stretched himself and yawned. "They'll be go ing in a minute," he added presently. Glory be, they are the last." Suddenly he stopped, remembering a couple who were Beated in the semi obscurity by the stove. Earlier in the evening these two and their bear had entered the then crowded sfcloon, and though the throng had grown steadily less, and the coins fewer, they had lin gered, loath to be turned out Into the storm. Also they had bought, so Mlkey let them remain, and now the woman, an ancient soul, picturesque and hag gard, had fallon asleep where she sat, overcome perhaps by her last glass of rum. ' Her companion was a man of per haps thirty-five, unshaven, shabby In a suit of clothing that had originally been of faultless cut and style. , It was Sam Hill, but Hill so stripped of smugness, bo shorn of vanity, and so sensitive to the true context of his environment, that hie friends would have been hard put to recognize him. At his feet lay Mr. Jones, the bear, asleep, and between his teeth he clutched a Bhort blackened pipe of clay. On the table at his hand n liquor glass of brandy Btood untouched. To hlniBolf ho was saying, apropos of Rowe: "Now whcMhe deuce Is that man? Where have I seen his rascally face before?" Then Mikey advanced. "You'll have to get out of this, you two," he eald sharply; "come on now, rouse up and be off with you!" Without otherwise moving, Hill took up his glass and drained It. "You've a snug berth here," said he. "Why not let us sloep the night by your stove? It's snowing now, and we are honest folk. You'll find nothing missing In the morning." "That's a good one," laughed Mlkey, "Let you sleep here, Indeed! I guess not! Coino on now, old lady, wake up and BhulTle." lie was about to lay his hand upon her shoulder when Sam gripped his forearm and gently pushed him aBlde. Astonished at his guest's strength, the husky Irishman stepped back, and watched while Hill gently awoke the old woman. "Awake, Nlta," eald Hill. "Come, lit. tie blossom of the bramble-vine, our host Is giving us godspeed." Quickly she was awake, regaining consciousness with that speed which Is a faculty of those who are old. With a grotesque gesture she straightened the handkerchief upon her head, and gathering her shawl about her with one hand, she stretched the other across the table to her glass. "Oh, my Immortal soul!" she mut tered, "Just another llttlo drop to keep out the cold, my handsome boy." "Nix." said the barkeeper, "out you go. This place is going to bed.' With much grumbling Old Nlta Btarted for the door, which wbb at the opposite end of the apartment, and be yond that leading into the small room Into which Rowe had led his friends. Still puzzling about the appearance of the former. Hill buttoned hiB coat about him, and gathered tip the bear- pole and chain, preparatory to follow Ing her. Who the deuce was that man ah no, It could not be yes, by Jove, It was, though! One of hiB ten ants with whom he had scarcely spoken. A fellow who lived below the 1 Btudio. He put a supporting hand be neath Old Nlta's elbow. One by one the lights were being extinguished by Mikey, till only a . single lantern burned near the exit. "Hurry up, now!" admonished the proprietor. " "Going, lrefand; good night," re sponded Hill smoothly. Just then the door to the little Inner room was opened and three figures, one of them the woman's, hooded and veiled, appeared directly In their path. "How much, Mike?" said Rowe, step ping forward. Then he caught sight of the old woman, and stood for an instant as though transfixed with alurm. At the same moment she saw his face, and her own became livid. Rage, fear and hate were lurking there, and shaking herself free of Hill, she sprang for Rowe, her, old hands curled like the claws of some vicious bird of prey. "Devil!" she screamed, 'have I found thee at last?" With an oath Rowe fended her off, his forearm striking her a stunning blow, and then, quick as a cat, he over turned the lust remaining lamp, and, seizing the veiled lady, pushed to the outer door, Sancho, who also seemed to recognize the old woman, preceding and opening It hastily. Old Nlta, stunned by the blow, fell to the floor, while Hill sprang at Rowe but too late. For a fleeting Instant the Span lard's face could be seen, sardonic, un earthly, in the white light from the street, before he slammed the heavy door to, catching Hill on the Jaw with the edge of it Then he was gone with his companions, while over the dark turmoil and confusion in the bur lin gered the echo of a laugh, mirthless beyond description. CHAPTER IX. The Lady of Mystery. Wrapped In a brilliant yellow bath robe, Pedro was finishing breakfast. Having perched himself upon a high stool, he broke the rind of an orange with tho Hp of a palette knife, while staring contemplatively at a half-finished canvas one of the many with which the room was littered. Then be ate pensively, nnd when he hud fin ished, lighted a cigarette and opened the morning paper. From the front page sprang A piece of news that fairly made him Jump. Tho head line bore his own name. NOTED SPANISH PAINTER HERE 6ignor Pedro Has Taken 5. J. Hill's Studio for the Winter. To Paint City as It Is. This was the caption, after which followed an Interview with himself, based upon what he hud said to Pell, the young reporter, the night before, but considerably embellished by that gentleman's own imagination. For sev eral moments thu reader was quite overcome with amusement. He, Pedro, tho Impertinent, the unknown, the mere student, thus advertised, thus hauled to fame! In writing the article, Pell had assumed the same sort of knowledge on the part of his readers thut he had himself assumed. Thus, upon nothing, he had built the founda tions of a reputation. The lad laughed, and spreading the poper open before him on the tablo, lighted another cigarette and admired his name In print Then an Item of personal interest caught his critical eye. Samuel J. Hill, the eminent portrait-painter, whose engagement to Miss Iris Van- derpool, the asphalt king's daughter, had been persistently rumored, hnd gone South for the winter; and it would appear that the engagement, if any such existed, had been broken, for reasons unknown. Again appeared Slgnor Pedro (C. E. Pedro, this time, for reason unguess able), who hud taken his confrere's studio for an indefinite term. Pedro put the paper down and gave his yellow robe an extra fold about him before sinking Into a revwle. Ah! this explained much Hill's sud den anxiety to leave town, his unhap- pincss, his reckless generosity to the Hr3t needy stranger whom he met. TheBO two hud some silly quarrel, per haps. It could not have really been so serious us they apparently made It. Why, never were two people more Ideally suited to each other, or he, Pedro, was no Judge! And In the meanwhile, what bad he, himself, done! Heavens! Last night, what hud he said to her? What would she think? The beloved of his friend the friend who had done everything for him who had benefited him beyond any! What a traitor he would appear! Of course, his love-making was the merest Joke nothing but a pretty game, played In an Idle moment; and when he started it he had not known it was she who lay at the root and Bource of his adventure! Ills love-making! He almost laughed aloud at the thought of It. Why, It was only In fun. And undoubtedly tho Madonna Lady had un derstood It so. It was impossible- thut she was serious! It waa quite useless for her to bo bo. at any rate. Pedro was no lover for her. At tho thought he laughed merrily. Rut Hill could not know that. Sup pose the painter were to hear of his, Pedro's, attentions to Miss Vander- pool! Well, now that the little society.em had revealed the true state of stairs, there would be no more flirting, thut was assured. Rut a friendship was surely another matter. He liked her so much! Next to Leigh, she appealed to him more than any of his new ac quaintances. Ho really must get to know her better. Then there was that exquisite line of her thront; he Blniply must paint it a real Madonna, with blue draperies about her head a leaf out of the book of the old masters, yet quick with life. Just as he reached this amiable con clusion the studio door was flung open to admit the vivacious figure of a young woman, all gold and pink and white, from her fluffy head to the hem of hor frlltjd apron of lawn. This young person was Miss Cassle Goodell, from the floor below the young lady of the violets. "Morn'f', Pedro," she greeted him. "I've come to do your rooms." "Impertinent!" he gasped, closing the door behind ner. "How- many times have I told you to knock before entering, eh?" ' "As often as I come up!" she ad mitted, making a raid upon the cigar ettes. "Some day you may be sorry!" he warned ber. "Suppose I were not clothed?" "Lord bless you, Pedro dear," she re plied amusedly, "I shouldn't die of the shock, having posed in a pleasant smile myself for over five years." "Well, you knock next time!" he said excitedly. "I care, If you don't" She finished with the dishes and set herself to making the bed, after, as usual, vainly searching for toilet ar ticles to put away. As ever, she mar veled anew at the nicety with which his personal belongings were kept In contrast to his shabby housekeeping. She soon finished what there was to do and returned to the studio, Just pausing to prink a bit before the mir ror. As she entered, Tedro beckoned to her. "Hold out your arm a minute, Cas sle," he bade her, speaking without coming out of his absorption. "No! "So the Shoulder a Little Higher That's It." so; the shoulder a little higher. That's It!" Then he worked violently for a few moments. "Rest." he said, then: "That's all I'm not going to work this morning I've got an engagement for the noon meal." She turned to go, gathering up her gaily checked dish-cloths. At tho door she paused. "Is she a good-looker, the lady you're going to lunch with?" she asked mis chievously. He w heeled toward her In surprise. "Ah! I did not say I was going to lunch with a lady!" he exclaimed. "So she is pretty," said Cassle, with a pBeudo-nicluncholy sigh. "Ah, me!" Then she was gone, closing the door softly behind her. "Hum!" said Pedro, staring at the floor. "I invited thut! I must be be coming as awkward as a" Here be stopped abruptly; put a hand upon his lips, warning himself to silence; took away the hand; found It streaked with brown paint, and straightway fell to washing his be smirched countenance with Boap pow der of a peculiarly cleansing sort An hour later he was sitting down at "the noon meal" with Iris. "For,',' Bhe said, "father is never punctual; If we waited for him we might wnit until night." In the cold light of day, and In the more formal Betting of her own house, Iris was finding It somewhat 'difficult to continue the roinuntlc Impetuous at mosphere which hod come so naturally In the semi-darkness of the Milligans' balcony. He fascinated her beyond any of her acquaintances. Indeed, she had begun to consider htm even more tenderly. Then there was that minia ture In her father's desk! Where had It come from? Was it of Pedro? So many mysteries were enough even to overcome that edict of etiquette which bade ono conquer curiosity. She really must know about him, even at cost of seeming curious. "Were you born in Spain?" she asked. , "No," said he. "Have you seen De Rush's exhibition at Knoedler's gallery yet?" "Not yet," she replied; "I suppose you know all the galleries ( well. Or haven't you been here before?" "ThlB is my first visit to New York," he replied, and then, as she was about to speak again, ho held up his hand, frankly stopping her and looklm, straight Into her eyes. (TO UK CONTINUED.) Fear of the Automobile. Child training, especially when it runs counter to the Impulse of free dom, Is a difficult work. . Rut one of the first things the child learns It fear of death. One mother makes a careful practice of reading to her two small children every newspaper ac count of the death of a child under an automobile. She leaves twt any hor rible details or (he accident which might Injure the child's sensibilities, but she Impresses tho event oh the child's mind by giving the name or the unfortunate victim, Its age nnd as nearly as possible the location of the accident. Roth mother and school teacher may Impress on the child mind tho dangers of the streetB and cite dully examples of the result of child care lessness. It Is one of the best! meant) by which the youngsters may be con vinced of the need for exercising cau tion. Tho killing of children under the wheels or automobiles has started with the coining or summer, and more are likely to rollow. Keep the child Informed of the manner of each acci dent. Daily Thought A wide-spreading, hopeful dispo sition is a good umbrella In this vale of tears. KEYSTONESTATE SHORT LatestNewsHappenlngsGa'her ed From Here and There. TOLD IN SHORT PARAGRAPHS Thieves Steal Chickens But Drop Goi Watch Man Killed In Hydraulic Press Boy On Visit, Scald ed To Death. John Miller sacrificed his Hf9 (, save many workmen from being cnub ed to death when the roof 0( tt, Corbln Colliery, Shamokln, Wi t Miller was leading a gang of mincri Into a breast of the mine ho U heard the roof cracking. Ito-ulizlnit it might fall any mlrrute, he ran to ettrj part of the mine where inca tr( working, and warned them of tbcj, danger. Not until every iimn b4 reached a place of safety did be u. tempt to follow. Then It wa to late, for he was killed by a lir lump of coal which fell from th root of the mine. Henry Swalm, of Tamaqun, whohu been harassed for some tinm Ijj chick en thieves, reached bis hens In t burn the other night to find the thli'vei W made another haul, but in tliolr bvti to escape one had dropped a valmbii gold watch. Swalm Bilvi-rtis.il ttu iirnu ...Ml t. Im,..I vvii;ii mil un ii-tuiuiru lu uwnfT U he calls and fully answers quistiou' A couple of chestnuts haoglng the limb of a chestnut tree will prot ably cost nine-year-old John (Inimi, Seltzer City, his life. Dared br ti. comrades he climbed out to the ni of the limb, but fell to tlie trocii after getting tho nuts. Io wu it badly Injured that at the rottirfr Hosplal it Is said he cannot recotet Pharloa T? Chlllt K-aa an4.nMjri York to from one to ten y ar In tt Eastern Penitentiary, and Karl Wu ner was committed to the Ihintit; don Reformatory by Jinke Wio- aflnr hnvlne hoen rnnvii-lid nf tmn lng buildings owned by Kdward Su der, of Hanover. While on a visit to his Rrnndiurnti Alp anrf Mra 'I hntnna Ailummr m Wrlfrhtovlllft A thrnp-vp.ir-flM hot Henry Adamyer was scalded todu!i The child was at play anil was Unci by scalding water tossed from I iti dow by tho grandmother. Jill HiUH-Hi 11UIII UIH uvlipi-ik 1 1 1 1, n A .l.-tm Judge Laird II. Rarber. of u: County, in which he declared thee Ion wherehv Smith Ri-tlili-'iom til' a city of the third class. Illegal n filerl in Stinremo Court liv Ham 1 Cyphers, city attorney. ipl. I it V. 1 . 4 ittr l lie uurniiiiK ui utmn miu' i air pressure caused the di-ath of Br wnue operating a nymnum- iir- .1 T. ji . I I r- nn.'l Ml Packing plant tiiysDurg, a isorinuninnruino .- norougn or euu population, - ( I .1 I........ i W',! leneinK an inuunu ini uoiuu. sua nun w in uu mini iri iioara or i raue nas lines m iu industries. truant's iiirxnuciK' Sl 1 TT, t. 4. n,.n,irgnflff Lelper Post, Grand Army " l" puunc, was out) oi mi- -i" the first or a series or ramp Or at the headquarters of Wilds Chester. Falling from a f relent trams-" umberland, George SIkIIii. J M.1 kin. ror a minute, was in- liuilinu fliiu r'wi. t.uut Vi It ... n n fln. . n I. o nil It nnillllll V- neaa. no was neariy h.ui Rev. W.J. Hourk. pastor of t'- United Rrethren Churm. w rnatlp hns roKlrlKHl h luisim" will become secretary of l Rrethren Orphanage at Quintf. t- f,m nlstrM1 nvllUK Ull lliui-in .1.-... - Ttr-nnv tfni-lnn TI Vii t tlTSOn. leued nromictors of five i"""- i t r I .irlinsuuiB in HOHriiiK ni limn. Henrietta', all dry towns. veren Tho hlialnnm moll nf IlPlV"0 rnnontinir the Chamber of -""" . and the Industrial ('oiiinilfl vuiumt ,iDoiiii(t Railroad whllo attemptinK tou tracks at Marietta. . ... . hOS"" .iifiii iui,iui n. ui vs"-- . . LI. n,ul llVOS' iraciunng urn hhuu time later. . II Coniit1'' Trio Crntnr Tlinnini! ' Chester reonened. Vrot. bart, a member of thf ' Uvered an address to the si" . tt,t l The Senior Class . . " .. T..,ilf1l6 election or iiarry dent nMK" Peter Super, a miner Company's Rear Valley t" killed by a fall of coal. . . .t St" to the Luke Fldler Co!"",)! in the agricultural regw by lightning. Ry a vote of iw against, the voters ot the 300,000 bond 8SUe.,,p0.al age system and sewage n t which was submitted by p was the smallest vote c since It has been a city-
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