THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS. Mr.CONNELLSBURO. PA.
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CHAPTER XV.
6now and Dogs and Things.
A Pedro emerged Into the street,
that snowy white carpet which ap
pears go magically lay soft and muf
fing over the pavements, deadening
the Bound of such little stir of life aa
was still abroad at thl most silent
tiour.
A distant chime struck the quarter,
and proclaimed that two o'clock of a
new morning was at hand. The wind
was biting and I'edro, plowing along
enkle-doep In the shifting mass, shiv
ered beneath the Insufficient covering
afforded by the old green coat
With bead bont and shoulders
diim hed, t'edro bad gone past bla cor
tier by mistake, and suddenly realizing
(bla, be glanced up to find himself con
fronting a building that bad often at
tracted bis passing attention. It was
before the old First Presbyterian
church, with Its snow-laden trees, and
white-mounded garden, that be paused
and turned bis back to the lashing
gale. Just as be began to retrace bis
stops, allowing the wind to push him,
be beard a low moan, as of some one
la pain.
The sound seemed to come from the
front portico of the church. Going up
to the Iron gate, he found It open, and
peered Inside. Apparently no one was
there, and he waa about to leave, when
within the dark central doorway some
thing moved, and a gleam of white
flashed out of the gloom.
In an Instant Pedro bad bounded
across the snow-fllled space between
gate and door, and was kneeling on
the flagging of the vestibule, groping
bout. Then something warm and
moist touched bis hand, and he discov
ered the sufferer to be a large black
dog with a white star on his face, who
lay as though one of his bind legs had
been crushed perhaps by some pass
ing automobile, earlier In the previous
day. Ilia coat waa coarse and abort.
Going Up to Leigh, the Boy Placed
His Hands on the Giant's Shoulder.
and bis tail, In direct contradiction,
long and bushy, with white fringes
I.lko half moons his eyes rolled at
I'edro, and without hesitation the long
muzzle was laid Into bis band. At the
touch Pedro's heart leaped.
"Good dog!" he said huskily. "What
shall we do ubout it, old fellow, eh?"
The dog whined a littlo, and snug
gled closer. I'edro put an arm about
him.
"Come on, boy!" he eald.
The dog made a pitiful effort to rise
end follow him, but fulling, sank back
upon the steps with a whimper. I'edro
looked about him despairingly, but no
help was In sight. With a sigh he
stooped and lifted him into bis arms, a
by no means easy accomplishment, lor
the dog was at least buif bis own size,
and heavy at that. .
It waa a heavy task ho bad under
taken, and 6everal times be was
obliged to puuso and seat himself In
some doorway for a moment or two,
and before he had arrived half-way to
tils destination it began to seem to
him that he could get no farther. Then,
os be arose for a final effort, be
raised bis eye.s to the building before
which he had last rested, and recog
nized It as Leigh's dwelling place.
Furthermore, there was a light In the
sculptor's window. With a breathless
exclamation he clumbcred up tbe stepa
and pounded on the door.
It waa several minutes before the
Janitor responded, and when he found
that he had been summoned from his
comfortablo basement chamber for the
sole purpose of admitting "that dago
bny an' a fierce old cur" he flatly re
fused to help In the animal's removal
to the upper regions. So I'edro did
It alono, and reached Leigh's door
breathless and exhausted. At his
knock, tbe door flew wide, revealing
Leigh, clad In an old brown dressing
gown and slippers, IiIb pipe, as usual,
bnnglng reversed from tbe corner of
bis mouth.
"What the devil " began the sculp
tor. "The dog he's badly hurt!" ex
Claimed Pedro excitedly. "I couldn't
carry him any farther, po I brought
tilm In. Let us make him a bed by tbe
etove, quickly 1"
"All right. Doc!" replied Leigh, gath
ering up sofa cushions Indiscriminate
ly, "we'll fix him up." N
For twenty minutes they fussed over
the animal, and when they bad done
their bent for It, and It had gone to
Eleep with Its head upon Leigh's
rolledup overcoat, the two shook
bands.
"When did you get back?" asked
Pedro. '
"Only tonight. I went around to
Impossible
Dy NINA WILCOX PUTNAM
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your place at dinner time, but it was
locked. Where have you been?"
And then Pedro, keeping back noth
ing but Iris' attitude toward himself,
gave Leigh a full account of tbe week's
adventures. When he had done, there
was a long silence, during which Leigh
cat staring Into the fire, as though
obsessed by some Idea that he was un
able to shake off. When at length he
spoke, I'edro thought that tbe deep
voice had never been so resonant and
sympathetic.
"There's one thing I muBt get otT my
chest before I turn In tonight. I've
been meaning to say It and, indeed,
have started to several times, but al
ways forgot, somehow."
"Woll, what to It?" asked Pedro,
smiling. "I'm old enough to bear it, 1
guess, eh?"
Leigh smiled up at him through a
cloud of tobacco smoke. "It Is the
dream of the very young to bs old and
steeped In sin," said be, "even as it Is
tbe dream of the old to be young and
Innocent."
"A truism, not an epigram," com
mented Pedro. "But what Is the sol
emn communication?"
"It's about Miss Vanderpool," re
plied Leigh, his smile fading. "You
Bee her too often, and it won't do! Are
you not aware that she Is engaged, or
as good as engaged, to tbe very man
who has made It possible for you to
know her. Don't do It, boy, It's not
fair!"
"How would you have me act? I am
painting her."
"Don't see her at other times, then."
"Eh? Not go near ber? Polite,
wouldn't that be!" exclaimed Pedro,
Just for the wickedness of leading
Leigh on.
"You know what I mean," eald Leigh,
and he was watching Pedro very close
ly as he spoke. "When, for instance,
do you expect to see ber next?"
"Tomorrow night at the Milllgans'
masquerade,' replied Pedro. "She will
be there."
"Then don't go!" exclaimed Leigh.
"I hate to flatter you, Pedro, but you
are not without attractions."
Pedro lighted a cigarette.
"I think I shall go," be said, eying
the smoke meditatively, bis handsome
head cocked to one side; his eyes half
closed, and a queer little Binlle playing
about his lips.
Leigh swore an oath.
"Don't be a cad!" he said ehortly,
rising.
Pedro grew solemn at his tone, and
yet a wicked spark lingered In the
depths of his eyes. Going up to Leigh,
the boy placed a hand on the giant's
shoulder and stood looking up at him.
"I don't know quite what that cad
you say Is," lie said; "but trom the
way you speak of It, I am eure It Is not
good to be one. Yet, I am going to
that party, and simply In order to see
the Madonna lady. And In telling you
this, alter what you have said about
Hill, I must beg you to believe that no
matter bow often I should see ber,
there would be no disloyally In It to
my benefactor. Such treachery as you
suggest would, In my case, be absolute
ly Impossible, for more reasons than I
can explain, or you could possibly
guess. An affair with her Is totally
Impossible for me. Will you not be
lieve this, amigo mlo?"
As he spoke his face had grown
no re and more grave, and at the end
he seemed struggling to hide some
deep emotion. Very seriously and In
tently Leigh watched his face until be
hud ceased to epenk.
"Very well, I'll believe you," be
said finally, "but It's a tricky danger
ous matter, and mark my words, you'll
be sorry If you run your head Into her
trap; Bhe's a charming young woman!"
"Yes!" said rearo, "And now I
must go." x
"Go!" cried Leigh In amazement.
"In this storm? What nonsense, man!
Sleep here on the couch."
For reply Pedro seized his hat, a
panicky expression blanching his face.
"No, no!" he said. "I must go!"
"Dut It's nearly morning!" objected
Leigh. "Why the devil shouldn't you
stay?"
Pedro's fingers were on the latch.
Hat In hand, he flung back his answer.
"Because !" be replied and rushed
out, banging the door behind him.
For a long time Leigh sat looking at
the closed door, thinking bard, all the
lines In his face springing Into prom
inence as he bent upon his subject
with special concentration.
"Because!" he repeated aloud.
"What a strange answer. Because!
Why? Why? Why?" Taking a sin
gle Impulelve step toward the door he
flung his arms out before blm.
Then, like a blind man who bad
been suddenly gives sight, he stag
gered across the studio and flung him
self upon the couch.
CHAPTER XVI.
A Byzantine Princess.
Tired and disturbed In heart and
mind, Pedro crept wearily up the long
flights of stairs to his apartment, and,
as he paused upon the landing next to
tbe top, the little clock on Cassle's
mantel-shelf rang four clear silvery
notes Into the dark silence of the
musty stairway. With a sigh he com
manded his stiffened muscles for a
final effort, and mounted tbe last re
maining flight of creaking steps be
tween blm and bed. Ah, grateful
thoughtl It made him hurry, and
caused him to glsncs eagerly toward
his goal before the top step was fairly
reached. There he paueed In sur
prise. A light was shining out from be
neath the door! Could there be a
burglar In the room? It would scarce
ly be a visitor, at such an hour, and
in any event, how could a guest havs
obtained admission ? It was very pus
sling I Cautiously bs crept over to the
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door without making any noise, and
putting his ear to the panel, listened
Intently. No sound! Whoever they
were, they were quiet enough! But
who could It possibly be? Again be
listened at tbe door, and at first beard
nothing but tbe distant roar of the
elevated cars, and the tense "audible"
silence of tbe sleeping tenement. Then
a faint stirring end was It a sigh?
came to him from within tbe room.
This was a sound not to be withstood,
and, very gently, he turned toe door
knob, at tbe same tlms fitting In bis
latch key. Then, with a swift stealthy
movement that was Ilka a panthsr's
maneuver, he opened the door a crack,
slid through, and quickly closing It
after him, stood motionless wlt bis
back agalnat it. A curious scene met
his gaze.
Two old Spanish lamps that bung
from tbe celling bad been lighted, and
on tbe hearth glowed the embers of a
dying fire. By the soft red light or
these the room took shape, and
sjlgantlo shadows stirred In the cor
ners. At first the apartment seemed unoc
cupied, but a second glance showed
this Impression to be a mistaken one,
for even as he turned toward the
couch, there was a gentle stirring
among the cushions and one of them,
Jarring a stand full of long-stemmed
roses near by, sent a shower of crim
son petals fluttering over the sleeping
form of Iris herself.
"Dlos!" whispered Pedro.
For a breath or two he stood staring
down at her, and then, being careful
not to awaken her, he drew up a large
armchair to the opposite elde of the
hearth, and dropping Into it, sat re
garding her Intently, his hands clasped
about bis knees, bla head bowed.
That Iris had been at a ball or fes
tivity of some sort was plain from the
gown she wore.
Her hair seemed washed with melt
ed gold, after the manner of the an
cients, and her carmine lips half parted
over the littlo, even white teeth, might
have been stained with henna, so red
they were so very red like wounded
poppy and her skin was so very, very
white, yet creamy, too.
"Princess of the past ages," he mur
mured softly, "your soul shines
through the flesh of today!"
Pedro arose, and bending over ber.
brushed a new-fallen petal from her
lips. And Iris awoko, looking at blm
with love In her eyes.
"I knew you would come tonight,"
she said smiling. "Something told me
so!"
She held out her hands, and he as
sisted her to a sitting posture.
"What made you think I would be
liere tonight?" he oeked, his voice still
low and level. "I did not know it my
self." '
"I was not sure, of course!" she pro
tested. "It was only that I felt you
might be, and I oh! I was mad to
come, I suppose, and you will think me
. . . yet, I could not stay away.
Something seemed calling and calling
me! Are you not glad to see me? I
oh say you are glad, for I am so
ashamed!" She had arisen and stood
before him with downcast head.
"Why?" said Pedro.
"Ah I If you need to ask that, then
I am not ashamed!" sho cried. "You
always understand! I knew you
would . . . that Is, if you wero
here at all!"
"This time I do not quite under
stand, Madonua," said Pedro, "but you
are very gracious. Will you not be
seated?"
"I was frightened when I came In
hero," she confessed. "The studio Is
eo vast at night, and so full of shad
ows, and then, coming up the stairs
. , . that is, the unusualness of it
all, you knowl And I have been so
worried about you!"
"Put why?" be asked again.
"The paper that I signed !" she
laughed nervously, her lingers stray
ing to the truant locks of hie hair.
"The paper, and the mad way In which
you seized upon it. Then this mys
terious absence without warning. And
yet I knew you would return; my
presence here proves my faith In your
ability to win out. Have you any
news?"
"Not yet." he Bald, thinking It best
to let Hill tell his own story in his
own time. "But tell me, Madonna lady,
Is It conventional In America for young
ladles in society to go about alone at
such an hour as this?"
He was watching her Intently as he
spoke, and sho, wondering how Inno
cent the speech was, felt the hot blood
mounting to her forehead.
"No no!" she stammered, "but we
. . . surely you understand! No
one keeps account of my comlug or go
ing, and as far ae my household Is con
cerned, I might easily be at the dance
until even later than this! Then we
are such we have been such good
friends, surely we are different The
ordinary conventions do not concern
us."
"Don't they?" he aBked softly. "Not
me. poor waif, perhaps but youl The
world Is small and full of gossiping
tongues."
"Tbe world Is Idiotic!" she declared
tremulously. "It never believes In
friendship between men and women!"
There was a tense pause. Then be
spoke, and the words fell sharp as
knives upon the thick emotion that she
had conjured up.
"Are we friends?"
The question held much more than
the spoken query. It waa a denial, and
a challenge.
Her voice was low and vibrant as
she mads her reply, her words, like
his, carrying a double meaning that
was equally apparent to them both,
under Its pretense of being matter-of-fact
"I don't feel very much like a
'friend of yours,' she said.
Boy
"How do you feel, then?" bo asked
gently.
"How do I feel?" she cried. "X feel
like like this!"
And slipping from the sofa before
he could prevent ber, she fell upon
ber knees In front of blm, and clasping
her bands as If In worship, gazed up
at him adoringly, almost touching him
ae she knolt.
"That la how I feel," said Iris.
"Don't, don't!" said Pedro In a
broken'volce.
"I love youl" said Iris. "Why, you
surely know It you must have seen
It!"
She spoke with the glad note of one
who confesses what they believe to bs
the most desired of facts.
"Don't!" Pedro pleaded again.
"But why should I not?" she asked
radiantly. "I love you! Do you not
like to bear me say It? Does not ray
having come here In this manner
piove It?"
"No!" be cried In agony, springing
to b' feet as though to defend him
self from something "No, It proves
nothing of the kind. You do not. can
not love me! It Is Impossible, Impos
sible. I have already told you so. Ah!
I cannot endure to have you act so!
And this Is Hill's own room!" .
"But I do love you! " sho cried, fol
lowing him. "Pedro, touch me tell
me that you care! Kiss me; Pedro!"
"Never!" be said fiercely. "You do
not love me you leve Hill I Yes, yes,
you do, although you do not realize It.
I am really nothing to you but a re
action a pastime!"
"That le not true!" she sobbed.
"It Is!" he shrilled. "You have loved
Hill all along! Me! Why. it Is out of
the question that you should care for
mo. It Is against nature! The atmos
phere of the studio is what you love
here, the Informality, the careless free
dom; but, me ab! no. You love love
Itself primarily, and tonight It has
mastered you. But the mun whom you
love le Hill."
"Ah, so you care nothing for me,
after all!" she moaned. "But I am
past pride; kiss mo, Pedro!"
"1 will not!1' he cried, retreating
from her. "1 love you In my own way
aa much as I can love any woman
but I will not kiss you! You are mad
tonight It is the environment, the
situation, not me, that has so aroused
you. You must go home!"
"Kles me, Pedro," said Iris with out
stretched arms.
Roughly ho flunj her away.
"Listen!" he commanded, "you don't
know what you are doing. You are
nothing but an Infatuated little animal
tonight You no more love me than
you love that lamp than the hovering
moth loves It! There Is a splendid
man who does love you, and you re
turn his affection, although, you do not
appear to bo conscious of it; ;but take
warning and open your eyes to the
fact Do bo before you. succeed In
singeing your wings at noma such
earth-fire as you have tried to light to
night! Love Is a sucred, a wonderful
thing, and It conies to us but once."
But she bad not been listening.
"Kiss me!" said she.
"No!" cried Pedro.
"Touch me, then!" she cried wildly.
"Take my hand anything! I am mad
for the touch of your hand!"
"Will you not listen to reason?" he
Implored. "I cannot endure that you
should belltllo yourself so! 1 cannot
"Pedrol Touch Me Tell Me That
You Care.
love you aa you wish, and again I re
peat, you do not love me."
She gasped a little, and then came
to him swaylngly, and placed ber
hands upon his shoulders,
"I do not caret" she bKathed. "You
may not love me but 1 love you!"
Silence. Then
"It Is Impossible!" he ejaculated.
Another short pause.
"Why did you lead me on to speak?"
she demanded, a note of anger creep
ing Into her voice.
"Because I knew it had to come. The
sooner tbe matter was explained the
better," he answered.
"But you are making no explana
tion," she complalnod tenderly.
"Cornel I shall not let you go until
you do!"
- And she slid ber handa down to hie.
gripping them tightly.
"1 cannot 1"
"But you shall!" she Insisted. "What
Is this mysterious reason why you can
not love me why Is It Impossible?
Tell It to me! I will prove to you
that It Is a mere phantom! For de
spite what you say I know that I meat)
a great deal to yon. I see it In your
vast Only tall me what It is and 1
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vlll prove that this monstrous diffi
culty can be overcome!"
"I cannot tell you," suld Pedro wear
ly, "and even If I did, you woutd be
helpless to alter It"
A sudden alarm blanched her fare.
"You love another womau?" she
whispered'.
"I love no other woman," be told
ber.
She drew a deep ilgh of relief.
"Ah I then It can be overcome!" iho
said. "Tell me, what Is It?"
"I cannot tell."
"You must!"
"I will not It Is my secretl"
"I will keep It!"
"You would Intend to, 1 know, but
I dare trust no one."
"This Is unfair to me!" cried Iris.
"You torture mo, and yet you give me
no reason for doing eo."
Pedro drew a long breath. If It was
unfair to her, why then . . .
"I will tell you," he said unhappily.
Tbe world was very still. At last
he raised bis head and looked at ber
with great, unhappy eyes that re
proached her for the tribute she ex
acted. Then his lips fomd words
that refused to make themselves
heard. He ran his red tongue out to
moisten them. Then he tried again
"It is because I am not a man I" he
articulated.
"Not a man!" she gasped. "God In
heaven, whut do you mean?"
"That I am a girl," ld Pedro, mis
erably.
CHAPTER XVII.
' Plots.
Now on the evening of that day
upon which Pedro first learned of
Hill's disappearance, and shutting the
studio door behind blm, sallied forth
In the wake of the anxious Gunevlure,
the ground floor of the Muldoon place
house served to stage a curious scene.
It was past eight o'clock when tbe
first actor appeared, and, entering tbe
large, old-fushloned parlor, proceeded
to light the lamp upon the center
table. It was Itowe, or IMcardo Val
dcx himself, and the anxious manner
In which be glanced at tho clock be
trayed the fact that he was expecting
the arrival of somo one. After he hnd
settled the light to his satisfaction be
went to a small safo that occupied one
corner of tho room, and taking a key
from'hla watchchuin, worked the com
bination, and presently swung open
the heavy door.
He knelt before tbe open safe, and
extracting a little packet of offlclul
looking documents, proceeded to com
pare one of tbem with another which
be took from hie breast pocket The
comparison seemed to satisfy blm. for
presently be put all back In their
pigeonhole, Including that which ho
had been carrying, and then looked
at tho clock again. It still wanted a
moment or two to the hour of bis ap
pointment, and be utilized these to
place In security a considerable sum
of money In bank notes. Then the
doorbell tinkled, and, hastily locking
the safe, be arose to answer tbe sum
mons. The man who stood, bat In hand, at
the entrance wae none other than be
who, in disguise of a wayfarer, had at
tempted to rob Iris on the lonely road
that autumn dny. long past. Now ho
was shaved, garbed In the Inconspicu
ous clothing of respectability, and it
would have taken a second glance to
tell the chance observer that the face
was untrustworthy. Itowe made a
welcoming gesture, and the man
stepped In, laying aside bis outer gar
ments.
"I am the first, I see," said he In tbe
same language. "Why do we meet
here? Is It safe?"
"Hill mny bo missed," explained
Rowe, "and we are certainly being
watched. Consequently this place Is
safer than any other. To all appear
unces It will merely bo an evening
party. Any news?"
"Yes." said the other, "I havo some
thing for you."
"Give It to mo before the others
come," eald Rowe nervously. "II Is
from Venezuela, of course."
"Certainly!" said the other, "and
fortunate It Is for you, my friend, that
I am in the employ of tho post olllce of
the United State. Otherwise It Is
scarcely likely that tho millionaire as
phalt contractor's greetings from the
Venezuelan government would come
Into your hands."
"You are well paid," retorted Rowe.
"and In the future you shall be paid
even better, but of that later. Let me
see what they say. Of bite it has been
very difficult to alter tho coinmunlca
tlnns In such a way as to render them
sufficiently antipathetic. They are
growing rather friendly toward him
and on several occasions I have been
obliged to supprePB letters entirely
That ono which you allowed to reach
him wns nearly fatal to our plans."
"But you repaired tho damage!"
"With Infinite risk and pains!" re
torted Itowe. "Although I have opened
and altered so many epistles both of
his and theirs and have become pretty
expert. You must remember that the
man we are dealing with at this end.
lit least, in no fool."
'Yes, Vanderpool Is no fool!" agreed
the man.
"HubIi! No names, I beg!" warned
Rowe, "and lower your voice, my
friend." Then be continued In a more
composed tone. "It Is essential that
he should go on believing thai wo are
necessary to his success. Once be dis
covered that the Venezuela secretary
of commerie would bo willing to troat
with him direct, we should loso our
bold upon him, and, with him, our
chances of Improving our fortunes!
But come, let us Fee your latest find!"
The man fished for a moment In the
Inside pocket of his coat and then
brought out a letter similar In appear
ance to thoBO that Rowe had concealed
in the safe. The latter took It eagerly,
and examined the soal. Then, going
to the alcove, where a number of
dishes and arrangements for light
housekeeping were slowed, he lighted
un alcohol burner of great power.
After renting a small Instrument In
tbe almost Invisible flame, he nkllfully
removed the seal and li. another mo
ment the letter lay open be I ore bim.
As be read, the crt.ino between his
eyes deepened. Then his face cleared.
"This will give little trouble!" be
exclaimed " 'Cm' must be hanged to
'cannot,' and there Is fjDty of space
In which to do so. Tbeu It will appear
to our patron that the Hon. Don Joan
del Costa cannot agree to do as he
Is asked In the little matter of bring
ing the aephult question before tho
government! Well, tomorrow will do
for that! The envelope has not been
stflimied at this end, 1 see."
"Of course not!" said the other.
"Who Is that?"
A second time the bell tinkled, and
Rowe put the letter In his breast, care
fully preserving Its fastenings.
"M must be Casablanca and the
captain," he replied. "Do you admit
them!"
The postal employe did as he waa
bid, and In another moment there en
tered two men, both Latin In tjpe, one
of them being the little officer whom
Hill had seen aboard the ship, and tbe
other, a larger man, who was the ves
sel's captain. At sight of Rowe they
bowed politely, a courtesy, that was
returned with all possible formality,
and then, tlu four having drawn
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Ti"t
He Knelt Before the Open Safe and
Extracted a Packet of Official-Look-Ing
Papers.
chairs up about tho center table, the
captain turned a swarthy face upon
bis host and put a question.
"Scnor Valdez," be began. "I pre
sume that something of vital Import
has moved you to summon us here to
night?" "You are correct In your surmise,"
replied Rowo, and we shall come to
the point without delay."
The captain looked about him In sur
prise. "But Vanderpool, he Is not here!"
he commented.
"No, for a reason that Is of the best,"
declared Rowe, "and Scnor Captain, I
bog that we do not use the name It
Is more discreet."
"Ah!" replied the jnan addressed.
"Then It Is Borne matter of which Mr.
, the gentleman Js to have no
knowledge?"
"You anticipate my meaning ex
actly," said Rowe.
"Well, then, what Is It?" asked the
man who had arrived first.
(TO TK CONTIN" UKD.)
HAS NOVEL USE FOR RUBBER
Italian aurgcun nan Druugni nugui
I . - 1 1 a 11 r. 1- . AW. ..4
Perfect Fusion of That Sub
stance and Human Tissue.
Rubber has many uses, even to re
pairing the human body externally.
The great Italian surgeon Kleschl
conceived the Idea of using porous
rubber In the form of fine sponge.
counting upon the affinity between
It and human ti&eue to bring about a
pcrfoct fusion.
Doctor Kleschl called this "nuova
came," or "new flesh." He experi
mented with it upon animals before
he tried It on bis patients. He In
serted bits of sterilized rubber sponge
in various parts of the bodies of dogs
and rubbits and found that in a very
ehort time they were not only en
veloped, but thoroughly penetrated
by granular tissue without any In
flammation, suppuration or other III
effects.
Having thus proved Its value. Doe
tor Kleschl used the porous rubber in
healing two large wounds resuiiing
from the reduction of hernias. He
Inserted It where It would be most
ellicucious In strengthening the mus
cular wulle that retain the Internal
organs. Iho wounds healed without
complication.
A year after the operation an X-ray
examination revealed the rubber still
in place and apparently become an
Integral part of the tissues.
Shape of the Earth.
On tbe earth and on Mars the oceans
dominate the auutral hemisphere. Thl
fact may be attributed to tbe transla
tion of these two planets In a south
north direction across the primitive
nebula. Tbe rotation so set up would
result In the production of cold cur
rents which might cause the tempera
ture to become inferior to 364 degrees.
the critical temperature of water, and
the currents would be such as to csuhs
the condensation of the oceans to be
produced round the south pole, and to
determine that the direction of the
currents should be toward the equator.
which explains tlfe pointed form of the
austral continents. Tbe theoretical
calculation of the velocities of these
currents and the amount of aolid mat
ter transported by them la verified by
direct measurement. Thus, 2,000
meters beneath the surface of the sea
the magnitude of the oceans Is con
stant on tbe parallels of tbe austral
hemisphere, and the magnitude of the
continents Is constant oo tbe parallels
of tbe boreal hemisphere. Scientific
American.
Life's Many Parts.
Life that Is not a madness, an ob
session, is a mosaic made up of many
parts. There's a bit of the blue of
true love, there's the white of an un
stained Ideal, tbe rose color of a fa
vorite pastime, u the normal life
there Ib preseut the aray of duty, tho
sparse crimson of an occasional vivify
ing Joy, and a bit ot gold.' The bit of
gold la relatively a small part If the
mosaic were all gold It would not bs a
work of art. but a cubist painter's por
trayal of dollar madness. Exchange.
A Necessity In Cverv r,...i .,
Is a bottle o good liniment. v.,
uimuii-ia in mo mm external rim,
for man or beast. John Al),.rm j
lenmjill. ill 1 1 1 H, inu., WritiH
J years I suffered with rheumatism i
to walk on crutches and tliu dr.i,J
said my caBe was chronic and lnc I
able. I tried Yager's Llnliwnt- it I
me oi!Hi imiiieiii io relieve pain I
uvcr uauu, un uuuun is Bo prompt l J
I'liucuro. mrgo zu-cent bottle ,
acuiurs. uiiDcn uros. & (;0
iUn., Baltimore, Md. Adv. '
In the Hospital.
Men and women, bearing ,m.
,1 ...I t A
i". in, mo iHUHiiiiKin niii'Ticiiri nam J
are working In the Neullly liun
the most menial tasks with i.diuluj
self-abnegation. It la the duty 0
A mn.lm.1. nt It 1 1 I . 1 1 1 1 .. I .. . .
AllilllUII IIIUIV.lllllltlUll.Wli,1 iOFIQJqI
thut wounded lurcos, some of . J
have been without a change of clo;
for a fortnight, are thonniii!. .
conscientiously scrubbed. Dollar .'i
cesses are busy rolling b.nniai J
preparing dressings. I'liiladJ
i.euger.
How ths Minister Is Treated
Once upon a tlmo a inaimi, r i
George Ade If he had ever hues U j
for a minister.
"No." replied Ado, "hut I bare J
treated like ono."
"How was that?"
"I have been kept waiting for i
salary six or seven niontlia." Laj J
Home Journal.
Money for Chrl mat.
Helling guaranteed w ur proof M
ery to friends & neighbors. Ilia X :
business. Wear-Proof .s
Chestnut St., Philadelphia, l'a.-Ai!i
Often.
Love often mislead a m.m"
"Yes, and often let a mist
man."
torn own nnrnriicT win. tit
TrjF Murine Krn Ki-iittxly inr I1..1 v1-( i'(
Kvr imi l.ninululi..l K..L.I v.
Kyt iiultiru Writ, for J l. .k or u-1
Any young man can afford to m
If tho girl has money i-noub
tWQ.
THE CHARM
OF
Enhanced By Perfect Phjl
cai ricaitn.
The experience of Motherhood Is
Ing one to most women and mark
tinctly an epoch in their lives. J
vnmnn in ft linnilreil U nren.irftl
derstunds how to properly cure for
sen. VI courso nearly evtry w
nowadays has medical treatment at
times, but manv annroiich thii t
encewith an organism nnlituJf.
trial or stremrth. ami v.htn it u
her svstcm has received a shock
which it is hard to recover. Foll
i-irrht nnnn this romes the nervous
n - i
of caring for the child, and t a.
change in tho mother reuiu
There Is nothing more chanr.ir.r
a happy and healthy mother 01 cm
ppd rhlM-liirth under the
conditions need bo no hazard tohe
beauty. The unexploinable tn
that, with all tho evidence 01 in
nnrvpn nnd broken health resu'tir
nn nnnrenarod condition, and f
pie timo in which to prepare,
will persist in going bhnuiy ww-
Every woman at thi.i timc-sta
upon Lydia E. I'm! .ia.n s lt
rWnniind ft mo::t vuluablfl tw
Invigorutor of tho female organi-'-!
In many homes
onco
ere now
cause
tw l
ham's Vegetable;!
iompounu mnites :,if,-y;-women
normal. , Vl 'h
healthy nnd Btrong. X, jfiji
-. crn'i t ll ailvlft
Lydia Plnklinin McIicineC '
dcutlal) Ljnn,.i;ass. 1.
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oe opened, n-im " ...
1 i. .1.1 !.. ulni't CulllH
rroniun anu
Novrr Fnf
,,;.. b..utiful'tt
C, KAY H-VIK
duller lm-.n l It. ."'"''.''-"i B-t.
will I Mm you ui- - j
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