Hammond Times, Volume 2, Number 165, Hammond, Lake County, 31 December 1907 — Page 3

Tuesday, Dec. 31, 1907.

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ow Woman 1

By ELEANOR. GATES. Aulher of "The Biorphr of Prairie Girl."

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Company. ( Continued.) From the pitchy shelter of the shlng'e roof Squaw Charley looked out. lie sat on his heels, abo-Jt htm the few mangy dogs that had not found the dinner pot. One of these stirred. Half rising he gave it a kick. Just as one of his brothers might have done. Then be squatted again, and through the ragged strands of h!3 bang his black eyes sparkled eagerly, for of late ev

ery warrior's lodge had seen secret flesh painting. Under every warrior's blanket were hidden gaudy tracingB of vermilion, scarlet, orange and blue, and was he not painted too? He had sought in an ash pile for coals, found a beef bone and snapped it for marrow, next taken from his worn pouch a lump of red earth. He had rubbed the coals to powder in a square of rng, after which ho had mixed the powder and the grease to make a paste. Then he had pulled off his mourning blanket and his squaw's shirt and bared Tils body to the waist. Vermilion, orange, scarlet and blue these colors had leen laid in stripes, circles and figures upon the braves. They were colors that he, on outcast, might not use, but there was one poor privilege in flesh painting that even he couid claim. Kneeling again in clout and squaw's skirt he had smeared the black and red in rude signs upon his chest. The braves, his brothers, had painted themselves for battle, but he, the pariah, had painted himself In the colors of death. Suddenly he forsook the roof for the shadow of the log wall. There he waited. Two warriors had left the lodge of Brown Mink and were crossing the pen. He knew them. The shorter was Canada John, the eldest of the four condemned. The other was a Sioux who had been captured that day j

ana cast, into prison at sunset. He was a giant in stature, wore full war paint and dress and a belt that testified his valor, for It hung thick with scalps, some Jetty and coarse, taken from heads of his own kind, some brown or fair, with the softness that belongs to the hair of white women and children. The two were talking low together. Presently, as they strolled near, the . outcast heard the deep murmur of their voices, then their words. He leaned toward them, all ears. A ; "How many sleeps before (ho dove calls?" It was the bass of the stran

ger.

. "Perhaps only another," answered Canada John. There was a great laugh, like the cry of a full fed loou. "Surely Big Ox

stays not long! Rut how can my friends be sure that the Double Tongue will have horses ready?" "He claims a reward." "Ho, ho! And what?" Canada John halted close to Squaw Charley. "There is a Cottonwood lodge beyond the river," he said. "It should , belong to the Double Tongue. He Is . kept out. An old paleface andihis two daughters seized it in the moon of wild cherries, and they would not go." "An old man, yon say?" ! "But he hunts the white buffalo. , Only the daughters are there." "Are they young?" "Young and sleek. One is called the

" now Woman. She Is tall, and she watches like the antelope. The younger has hair like the grass when it is ,- withered." . "They live alone?" "The Squaw guards" "Wuff!" "And the Man Who Buys Skins. May he be struck by the zigzag tire!" "Who is to have the women?" Canada John scratched his nose. "The medicine giver says, 'lie that first reaches theui.' " Big Ox shook his head ia doubt "The swiftest may yet fail to keep." "Should any pursue, the women will be ' killed. The soldiers will think

tlm bit by rattlesnakes." Again" Big Ox burst forth with laughter.

"Sh!" A hammer clicked from the stockade top. A sentry began to bawl angrily. "Git. you pup eaters." he declared

and slanted his gUQ to them. Casting dignity aside, they ducked into the

nearest lodge. Squaw Charley dragged himself back to the shingle roof. There he fell prone, resting his forehead against the ribs of a dog. The strength was gone from his body, the light from hla fyes. The wind of that other's nostril had blasted him. He was like the scattering ash heaps of the evening smudges -where the- last bit of fuel was crumbled and the last red coal was dead. I;on.g he stayed upon his face. When the first numbness was past and his brain was rallying slowly a very scourge of sorrow visited hlm-sorrow for the fate of the shack, where he had warmed bimsf KO often, relieved his hunger and known a kindly smile. With sorrow came remorse. He hod not done his part for the little home. He had not guarded as he ought. And he had helped by bringing rattlesnakes which he had been told were to be

used for medicine in the plot for its destruction. When sorrow and redorse had their turn a stronger pa3Bton gnawed and racked him. It was the yearning for reinstatement. Dwelling upon this, he became two Indians, and one of him opposed the

other. They traveled separate trails! ful

the horns of a buffalo. The trail to the

right was a warpath. It led him 1?hind his brothers, through the hole In the stockade. For awhile he loitered.

loath to share in the

The interpreter had reached the herd.

where he was taking the rope hobbles from the fore legs of several horses. This done he el imbed Into a herder's

! in the work on the saddje and heJed the baE(3 gl ard he Joined them. the ttom lanJ XearIy &n thenl

bend. Afterw

They were free and crazy with their

freedom. He matched his strength with theirs, dared where they faltered, won won But there was no hope for the Plow Woman! He was back on the other trail, and it led to the gallery where Oliver's hammock swung. The outcast made swift motions with his hands. He was hustled along with the guard. The sliding panel opened. The tent flaps of Brown Mink's lodge were lifted. He was caught in a mad onrush.

He wa3 howled at, spat upon. Final-

mals had seen long service, so thev

went tamely enough. Where the road along the bank turned west to cross the bluffs through a break they took it and were soon over the ridge and out upon the prairie. There Matthews started them outh. Finally a mile or more below the line of the stockade he completed his wide detour by driving them due east. Beside the Missouri he rounded them up and brought them to a stand. He tied the horse he had ridden to some willows. Next, having unwound

several rope lengths from about his

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ly. a bruised, exiled traitor, more de-j waist, he began to catch and tie oth-

spiseu, ir possible, than before, be fied skulking away.

And here was no hope for his honor

without horses. They cursed threatened Matthews.

"Cross, cross!" he cried. "Your bows are in my wood lodge. The soldiers have no horses and no boats. They cannot swim the river. You will be safe." The Indians rushed back to where hammers had been ringing for days past. They tore away boards of the scaffold. Then returning to the river, they dropped in. Matthews called after them. "Remember your promise." he said, "and do not drink the water that burns in my lodge." There was no answer. And now the interpreter took thought for himself. At sundown he had lust

ed for the night's doln

FOE MADAM AND MADEMOISELLE . Bjr BEATRICE IMOGENE HANSEN

BATHS, WALKING, OR SLEEP f

All

girl? who are aniont f,i!tnn-pr

f means that lead to Rood health and

e. iwns win re interested In the discussion of three young- ladies who

were discussing just what does the most to keep a Rirl fresh and young. One youn lady thought that plenty of baths are the best fountain of youth; another uied walking, and still another plenty of sleep. The youne ladv

But the heart who bisistod upon plenty of walking-

. in the

A VSE FOR BLANKETS.

lie was back at the parting of th trails, one man again, helpless before the knowledge that safety for the shack meant the wiping out forever of his dream of becoming a brave. Of a sudden he remembered David Bond. He got feebly to his knees, covering his face from the dogs. The evangelist had laid a charge upon him no matter what came, he was ta think first of the shack. lie had accepted it before he knew it would clash with his own purpose. Was hi held to the promise now? David Bond was dead. If he were not obeyed, he could never come back to punish. He found himself upon his fet, listening. Across the stockade he saw the glowworms of the scattered pipes dancing in the dark. But a moment

later, when flashes lit up the huge pen, the hostages were sitting as before, their faces lowered moodily. Still he listened. And it came again, from the direction of the river the long, sad cooing call of a dove.

ci.iun.ruc iuc nuie anair nau assura-i ., -uiiuexiou ami general j ed monster proportions. He had begun buiM uphold her m her theory that to think of the murdered and of tb J ur?' nothing lik walking The

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CHAPTER XXXIV. ITII the third mourning of the flove a figure left tho lodge of Canada John and shufiled to the sliding panel, where it

knocked. In tardy answer the wicket was pushed aside a little and a lantern was held up. "Hey, Charley!" said a friendly voice. A white face peered into a red one, noting the uneven bang and the handkerchief tied over the head like a squaw's. The Indian blinked at the light and showed his teeth in u grin. Cursing, though not unkindly, the guard pushed the wicket wide. "Don't

3' come botherin' me any more r'night," he couuseled as a black blanket aud a ragged skirt wriggled through. The Indian grinned again and did not seek to elude the lantern. Released, he shuffled away, going straight for the post. But the stockade left a few rods to the rear he changed his course and made toward the river. Close to its edge be hailed and mocked the signal. The call was repeated softly. Then call and echo neared by degrees, until the Indian and the interpreter were touching hands. There was no need for words. The night's work was planned. They start

ed cautiously upstream. Before lone!

they were behind the stables, ready for 1 cd f rom the flre came a stooping fig

tie, an but the one belonging to Eraser. Matthews, swearing in English cud Uncapapa, tried every device he knew, but failed to catch belle dared not waste another minute. Quickly he wound some grass into a twist, lit it ar-1 waved it back and forth above his head three times, after which, as a precaution, he took a tiask from hi3 hind pocket and going from horse to horst of the string, to the hobbled three and to the half dozen that were standing loose, rubbed their muzzles with tho liquor. But again he was unable to touch the "She Devil." In a fury he threw the empty flask at her. From his hiding place beside the barracks the Indian in squaw's dress saw the signal torch of the interpreter. At once he sneaked from side to side to listen. Then he took a wisp of grass, bound round it a strip of cily cloth and kneeling beside the bundle farthest from the river set a match to it. Instantly flames leaped up. He ran to other grass piles, lighting them one by one. The next moment an amazed sentry who was pacing his beat by the scouts' huts saw the growing bonfires and called out in alarm to another. Before the latter could reply the end of the

barracks was burning. Both sentries fired their guns. The sergeant of the

guard answered with revolver shots. The Catlings spoke from the lookouts. A trumpet shrilled the fire alarm. From the sutler's sounded the clang of the mess gong. In the midst of the tumult one spot the stockade kept strangely quiet. Its guards were collected at the sliding panel, from where, not daring to leave, they watched the growing blaze. So Intent were they uion the sight that they took no heed of their prisoners. Therefore no one knew or hindered when the Indian braves, led by Standing Buffalo and noiseless as shadows, filed Into Brown Mink's wickiup, crawled through the breach in the log wall and sped away into the shielding dark. Behind the squaws and children

were gathered, with the Indian girl walking boldly among them. Of a sudden they parted. From under the shingle roof there was a sound of struggling, a thump as a body hit the ground, an old woman's squeal of rage. Then into the faint glare reflect-

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ever says

or even

Is Just as fair an example. She 'you may get along for a month

a whole winter with siv or

n j;uiib uuioi nim. Even before the! l"c "Pen air a. "ten mile a day

stampede the whole affair had snm.!iri. her complexion and er.un-ral

rrs oi me ouncn. lie Had rope for enly ten. The hobbles fasteno.1 thraa

more. The remaining horses . ! maiming and had wfshi hwif iyoui:K lad" 'lo advocates sleep, how

out of it. Now, with no horse to carry him across to safety, there seemed to face him only discovery and punishment. "Well, they drove me to it," he complained. "This wouldn't a' happened if they'd give me a square deal." He was wrenching with all his might at a section of the scaffold platform. "I wanted to be decent, and they treated me like a dog." With this he ran down the river bank and launched his frail raft. "Anyhow," he said, -I'll git out o' this jus as fast as water '11 take me.'"

seven hours of sleep eaeh niht. but in the long- run it will make you look old." Just how muoh sleep one needs to keep in trim, is the important question. We have all followed the careers of several niht owls who never Ket to bed before midnight and are up aain In the morning- about 7 or S o'clock and just as the girls who championed sleep said, they do prow old before their time. It does seem a pityto spend a third of our time in unconsciousness when there is so much of nature to enjoy, but nature seems to have decreed that it is necessary. Seven hours of sleep is the very least one can get along with. The Rirl who

can pet in a few hours extra sleep will soon have the wrinkles removed from

Another Kod use has teen found for the worn-out blanket. Haste them together and cover them with a pretty flowered silkoline, which will transform them into a splendid lijcht weight quilt which can be so easily washed.

Our Pattern Department

A DRESSY MODE.

TlMC EFFECTS AGAIN.

CHAPTER XXXV. TLROWN down by a sounding board of Inky clouds, the

alarm shots at Brannon, the her face and her tired nerves calmed.

Pome of the new skirts for dressy powns have tunic effects, but rather carried out by an upper skirt of trimming than by an upper skirt of the material. It is more than probable that what will succeed the present type of toilette will in some form or other be the tunic. Such, at any rate. Is the opinion of many dressmakers, and were the tunic boldly launched for a dressy sort of winter toilette, nobody in Paris would be taken much by surprise, so It Is said.

BOWS 1 THE HAUL From Paris comes the fashion of ribbon threaded through the hair, ending sometimes in an airy bow at the left side, suggestive of one of Mme. Le Firun's paintings. This Is a simple arrangement, but more effective and often useful In affording an opportunity to emphasize a color In the costume.

the second step. It was one that de

volved upon Matthews. For it he carried a long knife, single edged, keen

and slightly curved, like a saber

ure in squaw's dress that sped through

the scattering crowd, shot into Brown Mink's tent and was gone.

Across the prairie Matthews was fol

First he tiptoed to the nearbv repair i lowlnS after the flighty cavuse, not

shop, where tk? stable guard and two! trJ"lnK to catch her. only striving to herders were gathered about a lan- j get her out of the wav- Buckskin was tern, relieving their irksome hours wiIlfu. however, and as often as the with cheese, hardtack aud various tall! ancr-v Interpreter drove her off came

bottles that once adorned the shelves circling saucily back to halt In the

or the Trooper's Delight, t'nseen the interpreter looked in upon the group. Tied In twos outside the long bam were eix horses, the mounts of (he guard. Each of the animals was bridled and saddled. Matthews went from pair to pair of the horses, stealing along carefully. When he was done with the six he disappeared Inside. Down the rows of stalls his work was surer and more swift. What noise he made was drowned by the rush of the river. Now Indian and white ally continued

upstream. Beyond the northern sentry

path of the coming braves. The string by the willows, the hobbled horses and the gentle free ones, were frightened by her Into stamping about. But the whisky biting their noses killed the hated scent that was nearing. Not so with the cayuee. She caught it. For a moment she waited, head high, ears a-quiver, nostrils spread. Matthews warned the Indians. They did not hear. As they raced on the mare gave a snort of terror, wheeled and launched herself full against the end animal of the string.

The tethered horses set back upon

puning tnemselves free. The gentle ones, thoroughly scared, went flinging

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line and beyond the sod huts of the ! their TOls trampling each other and

scouts they spied the first slgtt of the

Horse herd they sought, a herd composed of the sutler's spike team, a four-in-hand used on the wood wagon. Lieutenant Fraser's Buckskin and a dozen or fifteen second choice mounts belonging to absent otHcers. That sign was a spark on the ground a long way ahead. They knew it for the lantern of the remaining herder. Matthews turned aside toward the landing. "We meet here," he whispered. The Indian grunted an assent and

made off in the direction of the distant spark. When he came back some time had passed. A flash of lightning disclosed him to Matthews, who saw that the other was wiping at his face with his skirt. "How did it go. Canada John?" asked the interpreter.

Canada John laughed. "The herder' was glad to see Squaw Charley." he I

'but he fought like a

trails that dLacrent wajrs. like i tiieir cheeir

answered.

badger." "Here is the small boat. When you have finished on this side remember

the Man Who Buys Skins is on the!

ether. He will be glad to see Sqnaw Charley too." "Have you the oil?" "Yes." . The interpreter felt for the other's hand and gave him a can. They parted for the second time.

Canada John now started for the

post, as ne went ne puuea ary grass

until his arms were full. Arrived beside the barracks, he begnn to pile the grass against the pine waft.

In the blackness Brannon lay peace-

The sentries were announcing

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"All's welll"

"Remember your promise," he taid awny with them, wTdle the hobbled, with no cow pony respect for rope, made up a mad, plunging rear. Consternation seized the Sioux. They were without boats, without weapons.

shouting, the reports of the

Gatllngs and the trumpet calls fell sharp and clear upon the shack. Dallas, watching into the blackness from her bench by the door, was up and armed on the instant and leaning far over the sill as if to see the better through the dark. Soon she made out something a glimmer that in the beginning was redder than the flare of

the lightning, fainter and more fixed, but which, growing as the din grew, swiftly deepened in color, spread wide and rose, throwing into relief the in

tervening grove of cottonwoods and the form of a man who was racing riverward from the swale. He disappeared, swelling the distant clamor with a cry a dread cry she had never heard before of "Fire!" Presently she went In and bent over Marylyn, touching her gently and speaking low to save her a fright. "Honey, dear, honey. Hop up and see what's happening at the fort." The younger girl scrambled to her feet, putting out nervous hands to her sister. Dallas quieted her, and they stood together in the door.

And now, across the Missouri, the guns and trumpets suddenly stilled and the shouting lessened, while the glow rapidly thickened into a roaring press of flame, before which darted the troopers like flies in the light of a lamp.

"My, my!" whispered Marylyn, her

voice quavering with sorrow and awe.

She found her clothes and, keeping in

line with the door, began to dress

"I'll put on my shoes, and we can

go down a ways, so's to see close Shall I, Dal"-

"Sh!" Dallas was leaning out again, her head lowered as if to listen. Ali at once she turned and, kneeling, felt

on the floor for her cartridge belt. "Yes, yes," she answered. "Put 'em

on quick!" "Are we going down to watch?" "No." The barracks and the stables were high, cherry hued pyres, terrible enough to the eye, with their tops crooking northward In the wind. To Dallas' ear they were far more terrible, telling of awful suffering, hinting of direful intent. For the nearer pyre sent proof of a sacrifice. She could hear the screams of a horse. The belt found, she stepped back to the door. "Hurry, hurry." she said. The old iron resolve never to desert the shack was fusing in the heat of a panic. Her unfailing instinct was

hardening a new one that ruled for Immediate flight Marylyn was working with her shoe thongs, not stopping to thread them, only to wind and tie them around her ankles. She heard her sister exclaim. Then she was seized and brought forward by a trembling hand. "Marylyn, Marylyn! The boat! She's going!" They looked and saw a black funneled bulk floating across the watery strip mantled by the blare. "Maybe they thought it'd burn." suggested Marylyn. "See, there's sparks flying that way." . Dallas leaned back against the door. "I guess that's It," she said slowly. Then after a moment: "But whv didn't

they bring her straight across? There's no place to tie up down stream." "Why, there's fire breaking out all over now," cried the younger girl, forgetting to be afraid in her wonder and excitement. "See! One of the little houses Is caught!" It was the first cabin of Clothespin row. Two or three men were near It At that distance they seemed gayly posturing to each other in a dance. "If anything is wrong," Dallas said, "Mr. Lsunsbury'll come back." "Mr. Lounsburyr repeated Marvlyn. "Was he here?" "On this side, by the grove. I saw him start for the fort." And so their going was delayed. Nevertheless Dallas' sense of coming danger was acute, and when before long she heard the trumpet again and saw the troopers fall away from the pyres, leaving the flames to their work, she lit the lantern and held it to where

were stored her treasures a lock of

In this busy whirl it Is necessary at least for all business women to have a good night's rest for work's sake and for appearances.

THE Fill TOQl'K.

Amonp the favorites chosen for the mid-winter utility hat is the small and close fitting fur toque. l?lack lynx is leading. The newer shapes are larger than last years and set away from tho face. When plumes are used they are of the soft and feathery description. No quills are seen. Shaded silk roses are the favorite flowers, although gardenas and violets are also used.

HO AST II A LI II FT. Roast halibut has become a Treat winter delicacy and makes a nice change from meat. Wash two pounds of the fish and place in a buttered baking pan. Sprinkle well with salt and a little pepper. Pour around it one cup of milk and bake for thirtyfive minutes, basting- often with the milk. When done the skin and bones can be removed.

HOW TO CLEAN WHITE FELT HATS. To clean a white felt hat i" a very simple thing and only requires a little corn meal. Hub a little corn meal gently into the felt and remove with a soft hat brush. This will clean any real light felt and also the fuzzy tarn-o-shanters school children wear.

ONE HAY'S MENl

ATTRACTIVE WAISTS. A host of attractive shirt waists in mercerized colored cottons as well as in plain and fancy fine mohairs, intended for morning, traveling and business, made up in tints precisely matching the runabout coat and skirt costumes, and after the same rlosiii n

the white linens. The neck and sleeves of these shirt waists are finished with narrow bands and buttonholes, us with them It is considered correct to wear the attachable mannish cuffs and collars of stitched white linen which fasten with studs and links.

BREAKFAST. Grapes. Cereal and Cream. Vegetable Hash on Toast. Coffee. Crullers. LU.VCIIKOX. Codfish-Souffle. Stewed Tomatoes. Cottage Cheese. Crackers. Tea. DINNER. Tomato Bisque. Raked Fish. Mashed Totato. Fried Parsnips. Vanilla Cream Pie. Coffee.

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SEWINO INITIALS. Several women have found it a very easy and simple to sew the desired initial Into a garment with the sewing machine. Use red silk on white lin.-n and cotton, and white silk on colored articles.

Crullei-n One and one-half cups Fugar, one cup milk, two eggs, two tablespoons butter, melted, one teaspoon vanilla, one teaspoon powdered cinnamon, one-half teaspoon salt, two teaspoons baking powder mixed with two eupa flour, more flour to make a soft dough. Roll out, cut in squares, out slits in each and fry In smoking hot fat. Coriflsh SonflHe Freshen and boll salt codfish and shred it quite fine. Make a white sauce from a cupful of milk and half of a level tablespoonful each of butter and flour. Beat one egg and mix with the sauce and a cupful of the fish, turn into a buttered baking dish and let it bake about half an hour. Serve in tho dish in which it is baked. Vanilla renin IMe One tablespoonf ul of melted butter, two tablespoonfuls of flour, yolks of two eggs, one-half cup of sugar, one cup of sweet milk; cook until thick and add one teaspoonful vanilla; put in a baked crust; beat the whites to a stiff froth with onehalf cup of sugar. Put on top and brown.

Patterns Nos. 20G and 208.- This charming model represents the newest style. The sleeves allow of being full length or in the modish threequarter style, which is preferred by many for dressy wear. The skirt 13 a graceful five-gored model. The top ia tucked to deep yoke depth, except la the front, which is left plain In panel effect. The circular flounces add a becoming flare to the lower edge, which may be in medium sweep or round length. The design would be excellent for broadcloth, voile, taffeta and satin cloth. For 36-Inches bust measure 3U yards of SG-inch material will be required for the blouse and 10 yards for the skirt. Ladies' blouse. No. 206. Sizes for 32, 31, 30, SS, 40 and 42 inches bust measure. Ladies' 1 five gored skirt in medium sweep or round length, and with or without the three circular flounces. No. 20S. Sizes for 22, 24. 26, 28, 30, and 32 inches waist measure. Thi3 illustration calls for two separate patterns for a waist and s skirt, which will be mailed to any address ou the receipt of 10 cents for each ia silver or stamps. ------

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The Widow Bliss.

Copyright. 1907, by Jessie Morgan. Pardon's bank, as it was known for fifty years, stood on the corner of two streets in the business center of a populous Canadian town. The business had descended from father to son. Besides its own building, the bank owned one face of the square, and this ground was covered with stores and the buildings rented from year to year. The one next to the bank was a two story brick and had been rented at different times for different purposes. Just now It stood empty, with a sign of "To Rent" in the window. The banker was a man who was familiar with all the minor details of the institution. He accepted or rejected tenants and signed the leases. It was to him that the Widow Bliss applied for the vacant store. She was the widow of a New York inventor and electrician, and she had herself worked

with tools and studied the science of various problems. She had an electric

invention in mind and had come to

Canada to perfect it. It was the problem of heat. She hoped to reduce its cost below that of coal or wood. She would have to fit up the building with on engine, dynamos, shafting, etc., but there would be no noise to disturb any one. In fact, her force of three or four men would work mostly at night, when there was smaller chance of outsiders prying into their secrets. A banker may be a close observer of human nature, but when he Is a widower and the other party is a good looking and well to do widow who is on the point of revolutionizing the

heat problem and making it possible to keep warm at the north pole the machinery is apt to skip a cog. It did in this case. Mr. Pardon was interested in the widow, and if he could

If you rna tracli any branch of muni- a clanMlfird I m fld private pupil for you and "pin money."

pole, and he expressed his satisfaction and left the place. " It was to call again, however. In fact, it was to call almost every day for the next Blx weeks. While the widow was always In her little front office after 2 o'clock in the afternoon, it was understood that most of the work in the cellar and shops was done at night. If any one had told the banker that he was falling in love, he would have

scorned the idea, and yet the other fel

miration and confidence he didn't quit know his feelings. He was rather afraid of himself. He was afraid that if he proposed marriage she would refuse him and afraid that if he didn't he would miss a good thing and regret it ever afterward. When he called on a certain afternoon he was informed that the heat problem would probably be solved that very night. He went to bed that night to kick around and wonder and ponder

w , Jiae uwu rigui. ixis aa-; and make up and unmake hi mtn.i .

miration was growing day by day, and j dozen times over. He slept late and'

14 u, mai auuiirauou is tne bad a late breakfast, and it wn hnif

first step in love. When he was in his room in the bank making loans or Inspecting securities he decided to re-

an hour behind his usual time when he reached the bank. He arrived just in time to hear a' yell from the cashier

main faithful to the memorv of his ! o .,!.. ... , , . 2

- - lunt iimiwuuai. wuo nan oeen down dead wife. When he was In the shop to open the vaults, came running upnext door listening to the widow's j Btoirs. The vaults were open Thev talk about fuses and short circuits and had been open since midnight when crossed wires he could hardly hold the underground tunnel from the Phoo himself back from making a proposl- j to the bank had been finished, and the tlon of matrimony. After two weeks i iron door h!nn r.rr Tt,.f ... ....

be at each other, j widow Bliss' men had l-een working

at for many long nights. They and the widow had taken S'JO.OfXl from the vaults and left the town never to return. So n!ely were their plans laid that they could not le followed a single mile. The house warming problem had not been solved for the general public, but It bad for Mr. James Pardon. He' was robled fifteen years ago, but he Is warm yet, M. QUAD.

men began to em

Alter rour they began to wink. It would have hurt the banker's feelings had he known it, but the smiling and the winking were done behind his back. Pardon's bank was an old fashioned building. As Its outer walls were three feet thick, Pardon, the elder, had considered that a pretty good safeguard against robbers. Therefore when he erected his money vaults down cellar he used brick only brick wails and an iron door. There was no watchman o nights. Who could make his way into the bank past the Jron barred windows and bolt studded doors? And even if once In there were more doors C -I V m. n 1 rw ....

ujis iu l; overcome. ltn a

HourgIases for Pufplt. The 20-minute sermon is a purely modern invention, a3 is proved by the number of nu'nlr

eim iu De round in many nlrt

wide awake and vigilant policeman in j churches- In the register of St Cath-

iiuut iue pmce wus as Baie as sale ' wvf,ir. louowmg entrv

could be,

Two months had gone by Bince the Widow Bliss fitted up the shop and began solving the great problem. The

banker hadn't demanded the second

ted up the place, and when all was ready she spent an hour showing her lq riillnril th.a T-! af-narr- t,1 . 1 I

her mother's hair, her father's pipe, it-rrt!n tt. v m ...

So l0fo. rv u l . - " "viiiiuti uai-

KnU rcceivea rrom iuns- ever abcat any part of It, but he did

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(To ba Continued.)

8ave coal bv nrtontincr her no Tv- tnven.

i !, " .u.VU ... . .

tlon that would be to the Drofit of the! . rut 81 aayiignr on tne morn-

bank. The tenant went ahead and fit- . 5 cr the Erst when 11 actually

I ntla a r . 1 .t. v.4 v.. a. i ... ....

" -' nuv uinuue, uui caa waned till noon, when it was sent ia. The widow had won his confidence and admiration to such an extent that had she wanted a loan of $25 he would have accommodated her wftHont the

iow p copper wire from a telegraph

dated 1564, occurs: "Paid for an hourglass that hanged by the pulpit, where

ice preacher doth make a sermon, that he may know how the hour pasaeth away, one shilling." A modern pulpit glass probably the only ona of its kind is to be found in tho Chapel Royal, Savoy. It is an lS-min-ute lass, and wa3 placed in the chapel on its restoration in 1SC7. Westminster Gazette.

customary two securities. Bevond ad- day.

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