THE DOUBLE CROSS AY THE STORY Jim Stanley, wealthy young New York business man, unable to concentrate in his dictation to his desk audiphone, has the ma- chine taken to his home, intend- ing to finish his work*there. Rol lin Waterman, his business part ner and closest friend, comes in Both men are avowedly in love with Doris Colby. Stanley pro poses they toss a coin to deter mine which of them ‘shall, tha! evening, first ask her to marrs him. Waterman wins, Nina Mor gan, Waterman's secretary, alse his mistress, has overheard hi conversation with Stanley and :esents Waterman's plan to de sert her. Waterman tells her he is practically penniless and mus! make a rich marriage. He urges Nina to go to Doris and tell her she (Nina) has been wronged— but by Stanley. The girl con- sents. Doris admits to her fa- ther her interest in both Stanley and Waterman, but is unable to make up her mind which to marry. Nina goes to Doris with her story, securing a promise that Doris will not reveal the source of her information. She convinces Doris of Stanley's duplicity, and leaves her broken hearted, and realizing that it 1s Stanley she really has loved Waterman that evening asks Doris to marry him, and she ac- cepts him, According to the ar- rangement, Stanley accepts the situation, and as a wedding pres- ent gives his share of the busi- to Waterman. ness CHAPTER V—Continued lo back upon that night in could never re- Looking after years Stanley member exactly how it passed. He had a confused recollection of the streets of New York gleaming wet and lambent under the lamps—a pano- rama of faces at the club, sounds of more or less familiar voices, the flick of cards, the tinkle of glasses—a night of troubled dreams and restless sleep. of pacing to and fro, of the pale ad vent of dawn through his eastward- looking windows, a hasty breakfast scarcely touched, the sound of the early church bells pealing over the chimney tops, automatic donning of his clothes—finally the office. Nothing in New York is so greatly changed in outward aspect as the busi- ness district on Sunday. All this struck Wilson forcibly as he walked leisurely southward from his two-room apartment in Greenwich village on his way to keep this most unusual appoint- ment with his employer. He found Stanley already at his desk, engaged in sorting out a heap of papers. “Sit down for a bit, Frank, I'l be ready for you in a moment.” Immediately Wilson knew that some- thing unusual had happened. When Stanley was concerned he had an extra sense, for Stanley was his god. The younger man some years before had rescued him from the heap of human wreckage wherein he struggled, like a sort of human jackstraw, and had given him for the first time in his life a sense of security and peace. It had been done originally upon a whim but it had been the best thing that had ever happened in Wilson's sordid unhappy life, and it had also been a very good thing for Stanley. Few men are so lucky as to the con centrated, whole-hearted unselfish de votion of another human being. In Wilson, Stanley possessed this jewel. And to do him justice, unobserving though he was in many ways, he knew it. To Wilson, Stanley was just about the whole of life. Stanley was his guide, philosopher and friend, and as such he had devoted his life to the study otf that friend. Therefore it is not strange that he could gather in stantly from Stanley's voice and man ner the conviction that something was wrong. He sat down feeling rather queer. In a moment Stanley pushed away the heap of papers. “Frank,” he said, “1 want you to know from me before you hear it from anybody else, that 1 am going to quit the business.” He waited, but Wil son said nothing—he was too shocker to speak. possess “Yes,” said Stanley, *1 have had enough of it. It bores me. | want a change. a greal big change, and I'm going to get it right away I'm going to quit the business. What's more I'm going a long way off—to India, to be exact.” “India? his voice. “Why India?” “No.” suid Wilson vaguely, “not that said Wilson. finally finding “\Why India?” not? Anything wrong with 1 know of. | don't Enow much about it.” “Neither do 1” suid his employe: “but 1 mean to. One thing | do know about it—it's d—op different from New York, and that's the main idea “But 1 haven't asked you to give up your Sunday and come down here to the office merely to tell you this. 1 have asked you here to tell you that during my absence | want yon to re main in my personal employ krow—no one hetter—the affairs ot this tirin are but a part of my busi pess. | shail need some one to repre sent me wnile | am gone, and | have As you » Copyright, By Dodd, W. N. U. “Mr. Stanley!” gasped Wilson. “Yes,” went on the other, “if you will be so kind. You've been with me for five years now, and no man evel had a more intelligent or a more de voted servant—] use the word in its best sense. If it weren't for you I couldn’t go away as | am going, but 1 know that with you on the job I cap go in perfect security.” “But,” objected Wilson, who had now recovered his ability to think, “1 should fancy that perhaps Mr. Water man—" “Not at all. Not at all. Not that under some circumstances 1 might not nave chosen him for this responsibil ity, but, as it is, I think not. You see he will have enough to do to run this business.” “Oh-h—he’s going to run the busl ness!” Had Stanley been less intent upon nis own affairs he would have found “You See, After Tomorrow, the Busl- ness of This Firm Will Belong En- tirely to Waterman.” occasion for reflection in Wilson's tone. As it was, he missed the elo quence of the inflection and went on: “You see, after tomorrow, ‘the busi- nes? of this firm will belong entirely to Waterman,” “Indeed?” “Yes, [I've arranged with Atherton & Brownell over the telephone to send their head clerk to the office this morning. We'll go over all the books with him, so that when the office opens tomorrow morning, the necessary docu ments can be drawn up and the whole transfer of my interests can be com pleted before the close of business to morrow afternoon.” “Isn't this,” said “rather rushing it?” “Perhaps, but under the circum stances it is necessary, because I leave on Wednesday.” “How long are you to be gone “1 have no idea. 1 shall stay until am homesick, if ever that happens Now 1 suppose that for a time you will have to stay on here in this office. For the moment there is no substiture for you. You really know more about the details of the business than any body in the place, including both partners. Waterman will need you for 4 time. In the course of a few months doubtless he will have been able to break in somebody else. When that happens, if you wish, you may leave the office and devote yourself entirely to my affairs. Of course youll have to rent an office of your own in some building convenient to the Street. But Wilson feebly, on By A. E. THOMAS Mead and Company, Ine. er of attorney, and the first thing to <Q» Service and you may do precisely as you please. “I shall, of course, give you my pow morrow morning we'll go to the Gotham I'rust company and arrange things so that you shall have access to my box in the safety deposit vault. 1 don't know yet exact'y what my forwarding address will be, but that I can always send you by cable. “Oh, yes, and another thing. 1 shal give you a salary in keeping with the new responsibilities which you will have to shoulder. [I've been thinking that perhaps ten thousand dollars a year might be all right, if that’s satis factory to you.” The little clerk, with a gesture so unusual that it indicated the depth of the perturbation with which he suf: fered, ran both hands through his grizzled hair. “Ten thousand a year!” he gasped For the first time Stanley smiled “What’s the matter,” he said, “isn’t it enough?” “Ten thousand a year,” repeated the other. “Why, it’s ridiculous.” “Well,” grinned Stanley, ‘make It twelve.” “That wasn’t what 1 meant at all. sir. Never in my life have 1 dreamed of so much money.” “Well, don’t dream now. Take it and shut up about it. I'm not exactly a poor man—nobody knows that better than you. For the management of such a property as this, ten thousand a year is little enough—so we'll say no more about it. Your salary begins tomorrow—in addition to which, of course, Waterman will continue to pay you your present salary as long as you remain with him.” But the little man continued to stare at his employer with open mouth. Ten thousand dollars a year! When he first met Stanley he had been em ployed as a cashier in the Bon Ton restaurant at Third avenue and Forty sixth street, and he got each week the munificent sum of twenty dollars and his food—and very poor food it was. Nevertheless, overwhelmed as ne was at his sudden rise to affluence, the little clerk’s heart sank within him for he loved his employer and he knew instinctively that something had gone very wrong with him. Instine tively, too, he connected it with Water man. He hazarded a question. “I hope, sir, that nothing has gone wrong?” . “Wrong? No—no indeed. [I'm just bored, bored with business—sick and tired of New York. | want a change —I'm going to get it. That's all.” Wilson was not convinced. A man may laugh and chaff and even sing but he cannot fool his dog. If he is unhappy the dog knows it, and Wil son knew that Stanley was unhappy But he did not pursue the point fur ther, reflecting that it would not be long before he learned the truth. “Well, sir,” he said, “I'm going to miss you, if you'll allow me to say so You're about the only friend I have in the world, you see.” “Thanks, Wilson, thanks. 1 shall miss you, too, but the knowledge that you're here on the job will neverthe less make me very happy.” “1 don’t know how to thank you, sir.” “Don't do it, don’t do it. Don’t waste your time on such silly business. If there is any balance of gratitude in the matter it's all on my side. | have taken you a little too much for granted 1 am afraid, but as I look back upon the last few years, | suddenly realize all that your intelligent devotion has meant to me. I'm not going to thank you for it, I'm just going to hope that what 1 am doing now will make you see once and for all how much I ap preciate it.” Big Python Resented There io at least one bush-veldt farmer who is not so keen on poach One afternoon he set ing as he used to be. he fancied a little venison, so off with a gun but no license—and dis appeared. It was not until the following Sun day afternoon that a search party dis covered his legs protruding from an anthear hole, and extricated him, more dead than alive. He had wounded a stembok, and the animal had made a dive for the shel ter of the anthear hole. The hunter followed, and, with his head and shoul ders underground, just managed to grip the animal. A frantic jerk on nowever, wedged the and his struggles only i louse red sand, so that he wi I'he most he could do wus to slightly, allowing a little light to pene irute—wherein he was able to see a python coiled up within a few feet of his face. The python attacked the strange vis the buck’s part hunter tightly shifted the s trapped twist itor, but the huuter gept it off by throwing sand in its face, while iis efforts to coil itself round him were foiled by the fact that he wus tightly selectee oun” wedged in the opening. | needn't go into details about that The little man rose and turned Your judgment is bound to be good. | away. The truth was that he was Invasion of Poacher For two whole days and nights the hunter and the python thus faced each other until help came in the nick of time. Pressing Business “1 want to speak to Mr. said the voice over the wire, “I'm sorry, sir, but Mr. Jones Is in conference,” the private secretary re plied sweetly, And at the same moment Mr. Jones was in deep conference with a friend at Merchant and Bishop streets. He declared, very confidentially and not for publication: “Yeah, it's sure wonderful how quick they can dig a big hole in the ground like that. | see they're put ting in the foundation already. Won der how they are going to get rid ot that water, though?”—Honolulu Star Bulletin. Jones,’ Don’t Mention It Clarence—Mr. Jones, 1 certainly— er—wannt to thank you for consenting to our marriage. THE PATTON COURIER LW very near to tears. Stanley saw It, and did the tactful thing. “Well, come now, we've got a lot to do,” he said briskly. “Let's get at it.” . . . * . - * | A little before this time Rollin | awoke, The first thing he was con- | scious of was that his head ached abominably—the next thing was that he knew perfectly well why, Con scious, as he left the Colby house the night before, of an overwhelming need of some sort of refuge from the tor- rent of conflicting thoughts that were sweeping over his brain, he had found that refuge in a way that of late had grown increasingly common. In short, he got drunk. In spite of his throbbing head, he | could vot suppress a feling of satis- | faction as he realized that so far his | schemes had succeeded to a perfection | he scarcely dared to hope for. Not only was he engaged to Doris Colby, with all that meant in the way of social prestige and pecuniary advance- | { | ment, but most unexpectedly he found himself, as the result of Stanley’s gen- erosity, the sole possessor of a valu- | able business in which previously his | ownership had been nominal. It was | too good to be true. o Nevertheless, self-centered as he was | through the years of growing and habitual concentration on his ego, he was even now conscious that for this | success he had paid a heavy price. Nor was the payment complete. There would be further installments. There must come a time, he vaguely guessed, of his character. There were certain heavy obligations which he must short- ly meet. Most of these he expected to be able to discharge through the profits of the business of which he was now sole owner. There would be fur- | ther instalments of the debt that must be paid to Nina Morgan. If Nina Mor- gan was under few illusions regarding under even fewer illusions about hers. He called her-a business woman, and ne knew that she was all of that. Nhe would demand her pound of flesh. Well, he would pay it. as he mentally balanced his books, he was not ill-pleased with the situation. scious rogue. It was vanity and not evil purpose that had brought him to this pass. He had been born with Rolls-Royce tastes and a flivver in- come, He was gifted with uncommon good looks, great surface charm of manner, a conspicuous position in so- ciety, and he had for years strained every point to live up to them. He had always been a front-page character and he loved that position. Wherever the limelight fell there was Waterman. The sailing of the newest, fastest liner on her maiden voyage, a Duse first night, exhibitions of vis- iting royalty—no such function passed without the decoration of his presence. If anyone had a social shop window to decorate he used Watermar if he could get him. All this was breath to his nostrils, but he had found no way in which to make it remunerative. His telephone tinkled at his ear. Turning on his elbow he took the in- (ng “I've Been Awaks Some Time.” “No,” He Said, “No,” he said, “I've been awake some time.” “1 am just leaving the house to go to church, and I thought perhaps you might meet me at the door when the service is over.” “Splendid, splendid. PII be there, and if you're not doing anything for lunch, we might lunch together at the Ritz." “All right,” she said, “St. Bartholo- unless the sermon’s unusually long.” “I'll be there,” he said, and bung up. Mr. Jopes—Don't thank me. Mar jorie’s mother was behind the cur- tuins waiting to crown me if I'd said no. (TO BE CONTINUED.) i | Proper Conscience Training and Obedience Nec- | is trained from its earliest days will know right from wrong instinetively, when Doris must acquire some inkling | Waterman's character, Waterman was | On the whole, | | girls. For the most part he was not a con- | the debut of the latest operatic star, | strument from the little maple table the which stood beside his bed and voice of Doris said: “Good morning, Rolly, did 1 wake you?’ mew's you know—not far from noon— | Test Tubes of the Sc’entist Have Done Away With All Fear of Famine . By DR. H. E, BARNARD, Industrial Chemist, Chicago. CIENCE has solved forever the problem of providing teeming hu- man population with food, no matter to what number they multi- ply. Even if the world’s population continues to increase at its present rate until, 500 years hence, there is only one square yard of arable land left for each human being, man will be able to nourish himself with food synthesized from the sunlight, the atmosphere and the fathomless reservoir of the sea. For his proteids, the future man will turn to the yeast plant instead of beefsteak. Thirty men working in a factory the size of a city block can produce in the form of yeast as much food as 1,000 men tilling 57,- 000 acres under ordinary sgrienltural conditions. For his carbohydrates, man will turn to new types of vegetation that will store up solar energy with the same efficiency that coal has done. He will gvow these in the Sahara desert, where a section forty miles square | receivhs in six hours as much solar heat as is produced by all the coal burned in twenty-four hours throughout the world. For his fats and sugars he will, if necessary, turn to shale oil, coal. sawdust or petroleum. And even the mysterious vitamines which are nec- synthesized in the laboratory. essary for growth and health will be Long before the globe becomes overcrowded legislators will limit the number of new human beings who can be brought into the world. essary in Child Development By MRS. JOHN D. SHERMAN, President Women’s Clubs. Good children will become good citizens. A child whose conscience before it is grown up. Another point is the insistence of obedience to recognized authority, whether it be that of the mother or father or teacher or traffic policeman. Not senseless subservience of a child’s whole individuality to superior force ; ‘that is degrading to both children and parents, but obedience, based on the recognition that regulations are made for the benefit of all con- cerned, and for the sake of the common welfare must be observed. Finally, children must be given the habit of religion. It is the great- est and most essential factor in training of young people. A great deal is said about the disrespect and disobedience of the whole younger generation, but I believe the boys and girls of today are | as sound, fundamentally, as they have been in any generation. Disillusioned, utterly frank and utterly intolerant of their elders, | Are not the parents responsible for | Have they given to their chil- | yes. But what has made them so? the very faults we find in the children? dren absolute honesty, spiritual leadership in its highest sense, sympa- thy that strives to understand, an example of loyal obedience to estab- lished laws and above all, a love and comradeship which cannot be doubt- ed? If they have not let them be careful in denouncing their boys and No Reason to Assume World Is Worse Today Than It Has Been in the Past By RIGHT REV. CHARLES H. BRENT, Buffalo (Episcopal). Although I wish I could believe a reconciliation between Christian religion and science has been reached, I cannot find that to be the case, de spite the existence of a better understanding. { The world today appears worse than formerly because society now | lies before us like an open book. We know more about the whole world today at any given moment than we once knew about cur own country. It is true, I suppose, that our day has struck a disturbed patch of history. At any rate, suppressed disorder has burst through the surface of things. The responsibility for the eruption rests squarely on the i shoulders of all the people, the rich, the educated, the privileged being the most culpable. All the ninepins of life have heen knocked over by our own howling. We are now engaced in the effort to set them up again, though half ex- pecting some one will send another ball hurling down the alley of time and mess up the human sit Be that as it may, we have no ation again. cause for complaint or dismay. 1 . ogi jo a@ wm wn T i+oralism in Religion Makes Spiritual Grea Impossible to Attain By DR. KARL REILAND, New York (Episcopal). Literialism is a vicious, aggregating and degrading thing in religion. It is responsible for more sordidness, sorrow and crime than religion It mal cares to recognize. itual greatness wherever it is imposed. You have it finely in Shylock’s pound of flesh. Literalism is the refuce of cowardice, not the shrine of courage. It is a fetish either in a code or in a creed, a commandment or a canon. Jesus broke with it in up in the Holy of Holies of their temple the blight of medieval malaria sickened both science and religion for ten hundred years and even today inhibits religious progress from achieving its shining privilege. Give liberty of the spirit to all them that are by the letter bound. Use of Newspaper by Merchants and Mannfoe- turers Only in Its Infancy By G. ADOLPHE WIEDEMAN, Philadelphia Publisher. Merchants and manufacturers have only begun to “scratch the sur- face” in their efforts to harness the newspaper as an advertising force. The newspaper is more powerful than school or college, because it serves as the university of the people. American newspapers have made the lasses of the American nation the best informed and instructed peoples of the world. Correspondents of the Associated Press, on the job daily in all parts of the world, as well as other news-gathering organizations, make it pos- sible for the newspaper reader to see almost eye-to-eye what they see and learn. | of Wheeling, { have | decade | Scientific and Chemical staffs of Ger- | strengthening s little men and little minds and cramps spir- | a thousand wavs, and because His followers set 1t | us “spiritual men who are mad and prophets who are fools,” to | use the ancient taunt—and let these poets and seers cut the leash of lit- | eralism, free the spirit of Jesus from the custody of perversion and give ' Receives Recognition From German University Mr. William E. Weiss. The University of Cologne, Germany, has just paid to Mr. William E. Weiss, W. 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