Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 33, Number 163, 27 July 1908 — Page 4

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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM AND SUIf"TELEGRA3I, MONDAY, JULY 27, 1903.

TOE RICHMOND PALLADIUM AND SUN-TELEGRAM. Published and ewn$d by the PALLADIUM PRINTING CO. Iued 7 daya each week, evenings, and Sunday morning. Office Corner North th and A treat. Home Phone 1X21. Bell 81. RICHMOND, INDIANA.

Hadolpfc G. Lrda Managing: Editor. Cfcarlaa Jf. Mrga BaslaeM.Haaactr. O.Own Kunn Jfewa Editor. SUBSCRIPTION TERMS. In Richmond $5.00 per year (In advance) or 10c per week. MAIL SUBSCRIPTIONS. One year. In advance $5.00 Six months. In advance 2.60 One month. In advance .45 RURAL ROUTES. One year. In advance $2.00 Six month, In advance 1.25 One month, In advance 25 ' Address changed an often as desired; both new and old addresses must be given. Subscribers will please remit with order, which should be srlven for a specified term; name will not be entered until payment is received. Entered at Richmond. Indiana, postoffice as second class mail matter. REPUBLICAN TICKET. NATIONAL TICKET. -For President WILLIAM HOWARD TAFT of Ohio. For Vice-President JAMES S. SHERMAN of New York. STATE. ; ' .: Governor JAMES E. WATSON. Lieutenant Governor FREMONT C. GOODWINE. Secretary of State FRED A. SIMS. Auditor of State JOHN C. BILLHEIMER. Treasurer of State ' ' OSCAR HADLEY. Attorney General . JAMES BINGHAM. State Superintendent LAWRENCE McTURNAN. State Statistician J. L. PEETZ. -Judge of Supreme Court QUINCY A. MYERS, i Judge of Appellate Court DAVID MYERS. Reporter of Supreme Court GEORGE W. SELF. DISTRICT. Congress WILLIAM O. BARNARD. COUNTY. Joint Representative ALONZO M. GARDNER. Representative WALTER S. RATLIFF. Circuit Judge HENRY C. FOX. Prosecuting Attorney CHAS. L. LADD. Treasurer ALBERT ALBERTSON. Sheriff LINUS P. MEREDITH. Coroner DR. A. L. BRAMKAMP. Surveyor , ROBERT A. HOWARD. Recorder WILL J. ROBBINS. Commissioner Eastern Dist. HOMER FARLOW. Commissioner Middle Dist. BARNEY H. LINDERMAN. Commissioner Western Dist ROBERT N. BEESON. WAYNE TOWNSHIP. Trustee JAMES H. HOWARTH. Assessor CHARLES E. POTTER. WANTED: A NEW ORDINANCE. If no other end has been accom plished by all this "ice trust" talk, we are pretty sure that most of the people of Richmond are convinced that the legislation passed in the dim ages of 1887 concerning weights and measures is out of date. Whether Inspector Walterman has lived up to the duties of his office or not, the fact remains that the ordinance requiring that the scales shall only be inspected once a year is so deficient, that it Is al most laughable. To say ( to the public that the scales be inspected once every 365 days only, is to offer Insult to the intelll gence of anyone but an infant in arms. This might not be so bad however as the custom Vhich seems to have been handed down, that there shall be one round up and branding in Septem ber. Suppose the United States rev enue officers gave notice to the saloon interests that they were coming around to see if they had any whisky which did not come up to the law how much adulterated stuff would they find? Suppose the bank exam iner did not drop in a little unexpect edly, what good would it do? Sup pose the police force only inspected the doors etc., of saloons once in September to see that they had sold no liquor after closing hours? No, the value of all Inspection must be the absence of routine and notifi cation. This does not necessarily mean that our merchants are untrustworthy, we do not think that many of them would knowingly cheat and overcharge their customers. The ob ject of weight Inspection Is two fold: it must protect the customers from loss; it should give the' merchants a

guarantee that his instruments are in good shape, bo as to avoid "his unwit-

lng error. If council really represents the peo ple in this matter It will enact such ordinances as will cover the case in up to date legislation. Other cities have the real thing let Richmond do the same. Good law is the foundation of good inspection. We want both. HOW LONG? How long must the shippers of Rich mond lose money? How long will the board of public works shut off competition in the matter of freight rates? How long will the people stand it? As we said in this paper on Saturday evening, there will be action in the shape of a "club" If the board doesn't wake up. If council gives the privilege of Main street to the D. & W. we will have freight hauled, but with the disadvantage of congesting traffic and our own business center. If the present franchise goes through we will have freight hauled with out any congestion. This thing of haggling over tickets and transfers seems to us foolish and disastrous. The gain in competition so far overbal ances the question of tickets that we are sure it will not block the franchise longer. If the board of public works is hon estly in favor of helping conditions in regard to shippers and consumers, they ought to consider the matter as brought to a very successful compromise in favor of the city. If there is any suggestion of pique in not having done it all, or of jealously of council they should lay aside such petty trifles and work smoothly. "A house divided against itself ." The shippers of Richmond demand some immediate action and the barb ed wire taken down. The barbed wire hurts the stock when it is tied around the throat and then pulled hard. Let us have results. The proposed hunting trip to Africa by President Roosevelt is expected to add a great deal to the world's knowledge of the dark country. We have already begun to learn new things about Africa. A rubber planter who will be the host of the ex-presi dent at his home near Naisobi, 300 miles inland from the coast, writes to his friends in St Louis, giving a list of animals that hunters can shoot at The list contains the names of wild beasts that few Americans have ever heard of. Most people know some thing about elephants, zebras, lions and tigers, but when it comes to calotis, hippotragus, strepisceros, topi, bongo, Colobi, aardevaaks and maramouts, where are we? The African planter says that most of tho animals that he can see every evening from his patch are scrappers, and he believes, as all who know Roosevelt must be lieve, that this fact will greatly add to his pleasure. After he has scrapped with them, and written home all about it, and the reports of his encounters are duly recorded at SI a word in an American magazine, his readers will know just what kind of beasts those animals with the queer names are. Taft will conduct a porch campaign. He will not travel abroad, but delega tions that visit him at his home in Cincinnati will hear him speak, and the press will give his remarks to the public President Harrison Introduced that form of campaigning, and he made it very effective. He made a new speech every day. They were short and pointed, and everybody read them, as they would not have done had they been long and diffusive. Mr. Taft has prepared a lengthy address of acceptance, which ho has read to a few of his friends, including the pres ident and this will be read, for every body wants to know his position on the issues of the campaign. After that is off his hands ho will follow the example of Harrison, and give the people his views in brief and telling phrases. About the only thing in yesterday' Chicago Tribune was the article on Taft's size. Two hundred and ninetyseven pounds and not much fat. What a man. That will be enough to smoth er the entire Democratic platform, the Democratic party and to act as wind break forever from the cyclones which have originated in Falrview. Speaking about Mr. Taft not com Ing to Richmond, in September, has any one notified him that the scales are a little short of weight? That might be an inducement. Let him come before the inspection. Fairbanks saved a chambermaid from drowning. Mr. Taft saved a two year old. Is there any age limit? Mr. Taft has at last demonstrated to the country that he is a big enough man for all occasions. Richmond played bridge before the craze hit New York and now that we have the directoire gown in our midst we are certain we are up to the sec ond. " The West Pointers who were fired for making the plebes count the ants

in an ant hill demand a change in the 'mountain and mole hill" saying.

We hear that young Castro has been comparing himself to Napoleon. Does any one remember what happened to Napoleon? Does Mr. Walterman inspect the San Jose scales? Let us have real in spection. GRAND ADVENTURE OF THE FIRST NAVIGATOR. Paris, July 27. Coincident with the dawning triumph of aerial navigation comes the unearthing of the record of a grand adventure of the world's first navigator and explorer. His name was Peteneith, and he lived in Egypt 2,000 years before Columbus discovered America. His great exploit was the circumnavigation of Africa, a voyage more than three times as long as that of Colum bus. It occupied him nearly five years. The story is told on two large scarabs which recently came into the possession of the Brussels Museum from a private collection. The first scarab was engraved for King Nechao II, 610 B. C, to commemorate the voyage. It sets forth that the King sent a messenger "to complete the circuit of the unknown land, that the messenger returned by water to Barbastis, where the scarab was dis covered, and that the King had a detailed report of the wonders seen during the voyage taken down from the envoy's lips." The second scarab contains Peteneith's own report of his explorations. Prof. Capart, of Brussels, supplied a translation to the French Academy yesterday. After a long enumeration of his various distinctions, the royal envoy described the stages of his Journey. He started in the year of 8 of King Nechao from the Red Sea and navigated toward the Land of Punt, which is frequently mentioned in the text, arriving at the ocean in less than two months after leaving Egypt A year and seven months' naviga tion toward the south brought him to a mountain, which he calls the "Horn of the Earth," in which he fancied that he identified a mountain which the Egyptians ever since the eighteenth dynasty has regarded as the most remote southern frontier. Prof. Capart observed to the acade my that this "Horn of the Earth" was not likely to have been the Cape of Good Hope, but some point much high er up the east coast. ALL ARE FOR TAFT No Indianapolis' Men Are So Foolish as to Bet on Bryan. BIG ODDS BEING OFFERED. Indianapolis, Ind., July 27. Ten to eight on Taft and three to two on Watson for Governor is the way the betting is opening in Indiana. A few days ago a few even-money proposi tions were offered on Taft at Harry Walker's place, but there were no takers. The even money was that he will be elected; that he carries Ind iana and Marion County, in which In dianapolis Is located. On the Denison bar boards, located in T. Taggart and Crawford Fair banks' hotel, odds of 10 to 8 are offered that Taft will carry the state. Thus far no one has accepted any wagers at those figures. It Is considered likely by those who follow the betting trend that very little money will be placed on Bryan and Kern in Indiana unless more attract ive odds are offered. It will not be surprising if 4 or 5 to 1 is demanded by those who will back the Democratic national ticket to win in Hooelerdom. There was practically no betting on the national ticket in Indiana four years ago, except on majorities, as it was a foregone conclusion from the outset that Roosevelt would sweep the state. However, the dopesters were way off, as they demanded even money on the proposition that Roosevelt's plurality would not be less than $30,000. . One bet has been posted that Taft will carry Indiana by 17,000, which fails to represent the opinion that seems to prevail among the men who make election betting a business. Most of them feel, apparently, that Taft will win in Indiana by a plurality ranging from 40,000 to 60,000. or that he will not get through at all. WILL DIEJF INJURIES Man Falls Into a Vat of Melted Sugar. Philadelphia, Pa., July 27. When stirring the melted sugar in a huge vat at the Spreckles refinery Sunday, Al bert Kasensky, of this city, lost his balance and fell into the hot liquid. He was rescued, completely covered with a coating of crystalized sugar, like a huge bonbon. He will die of his burns. The liquid at the time of the accident was at a temperature not far from the boiling point. STRUCK BY LIGHTNING. Economy, Ind., July 27. The residence of John Franklin was struck by lightning Friday night No serious damage was done, but the members of the family received a shock and a scare. A large pine tree nearby received a bolt that converted it into splinters . ,

Copyright, 1906. by CHAPTER. II. HE general manager of the Pacific, Lakes and Atlantic Railroad system had had a hard struggle of it He who begins his career with a shovel in a loco motive cab usually has something of that sort to look back upon. There are no roses along the pathway be has traversed. In the end, perhaps, he wonders if It has been worth while. David Cable was a general manager. He had been a fireman. It bad required twenty-live years of bard work on his part to break through the chrysalis. Packed away in a cheat upstairs In his house there was a grimy, greasy, unwholesome suit of once bine overalls. The garments were just as old as his railroad career, for be bad worn them on his first trip with the shovel. When his wife implored Mm to throw away the "detestable things" be said, with characteristic humor, that he thought be would keep them for a rainy day. It was much simpler to go from general manager to fireman than vice versa, and it might be that he would need the salt again. It pleased him to hear his wife suiff contemptuously. David Cable had been a wayward, venturesome youth. His father and mother had built their hopes high with him as a foundation, and he had proved a decidedly insecure basis, for one night in the winter of 1803 he stole away from his home ' in New York. Before spring he was fighting in the far southland, a boy of sixteen carrying a musket in the service of his country. At the close of the civil war Private Cable, barely eighteen, returned to his home, only to find that death had destroyed its happiness. Hie father had died, leaving his widowed mother a dependent upon him. It was then philosophically he realized that labor alone could win for him, and he stnek to it with rigid integrity. In turn he became brakeman and firemen. Finally his determination and faithfulness won him a fireman's place on one of the fast New York Central "runs." If ever he was dissatisfied with the work, no one was the wiser. Railroading in those days was not what It is in these advanced times. Then it meant that one was possessed of all the evil habits that fall to the lot of man. David Cable was more or less contaminated by contact with his rough, ribald companions of the rail, and be glided moderately Into the bad habits of his kind. He drank and "gamboled" with the rest of the boys; but by nature not being vicious and low, the influences were not hopelessly deadening to the better qualities of his character. To his mother he was always the strong, good hearted, manly boy, better than all the other sons in the world. She believed in him. He worshiped her, and it was not until be was well up in the twenties that be stopped to think that she was not the only good woman In the world who deserved respect ' Up In Albany lived the Widow Coleman and her two pretty daughters. Mrs. Coleman's husband died on the battlefield, and she, like many women in the north and the south, after years of moderate prosperity was compelled to support herself and her family. She had been a pretty woman, and one readily could. see where her daughters got their personal attractiveness. j Not many doors from the boisterous little eating house in which the railroad men enatched their meals as they went through, the widow opened a book and news stand. Her home was on the floor above the stand, and it was there she brought her little girls to womanhood. Good looking, harum 6 c arum Dave Cable saw Frances Coleman one evening as he dropped in to purchase a newspaper. It was at the end of June, in 1876, and the country was in the throes of excitement over the first news of the Custer massacre on the Little Big Horn river. Cable was deeply Interested, for he had seen Custer fighting at the front in the sixties. Frances Coleman, the prettiest girl he had ever seen, sold him the newspaper. After that be seldom went through Albany without visiting the little book shop. Tempestuous, even arrogant in love, Cable, once convinced that he cared for her, lost no time in claiming her, whether or no. In less than three months after the Custer massacre they were married. Defeated rivals unanimously and enviously observed that the handsomest fireman on the road had conquered the most outrageous little coquette between New York and Buffalo. As a matter of fact she had loved him from the start; the others served as thorns with which she delightedly pricked I)is heart into abjection. The young husband settled down, renounced all of his undesirable habits and became a new man with such surprising suddenness that his friends marveled and derided. A year of happiness followed. He grew accustomed to her frivolous ways, overlooked her merry whimsicalities and gave her the "full length of a free rope," as he called It He was contented and consequently careless. She chafed under the Indifference and In her resentment believed the worst of him. Turmoil succeeded peace and contentment and In the end David Cable, driven to distraction, weakly abandoned the domestic battlefield and fled 'to the far west, giving up home, good wages and all for the sake of freedom, such as it was. He ignored her letters and entreaties, but in all those months

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ceased to regret" the Impulse' that h'stf defeated him. Nevertheless he could not make up his mind to go back and resume the life of torture her Jealousy had begotten. Then the unexpected happened. A letter was received containing the command to come home and care for his wife and baby. At once David Cable called a halt in his demoralizing career and saw the situation plainly. He forgot that she had "nagged" him to the point where endurance rebelled; he forgot everything but the fact that he cared for her In spite of all. Sobered and coTjscience stricken, he knew only that she was alone and toiling; that she had suffered uncomplainingly until the babe was some months old before appealing to him for help. In abject humiliation he hastened back to New York, reproaching himself every mile of the way. Had he but known the true situation he would have been spared the pangs of remorse and this narrative never would have been written. CHAPTER. III. N the city of New York there was practicing at that time a lawyer by the name of Bansemer. His office, on the topmost floor of a dingy building in the lower section of the city, was not inviting. On leaving the elevator one wound about through nar row halls and finally peered with more or less uncertainty and misgiving at the half obliterated sign which said that James Bansemer held forth on the other side of the glass panel. It was whispered in certain circles and openly avowed in others that Banseiner's business was not the kind which elevates the law. In plain words, his methods were construed to debase the good and honest statutes of the land. Once inside the door of his office and a heavy spring always closed it behind one there was quick evidence that the lawyer lamentably disregarded the virtues of prosperity, no matter how they had been courted and won. Although his transactions in and out of the courts of that great city bore the mark of dishonor, he was known to have made money during the ten years of his career as a member of the bar. Possibly he kept his office shabby and unclean that it might be in touch with the transactions which had their morbid birth Inside the grimy walls. There was no spot or corner in the two small rooms that comprised his "chambers" to which he could point with pride. The floors were littered with papers; the walls were greasy and bedecked with malodorous notations, documents and pictures; the windows were smoky and useless; the clerk's desk bore every suggestion of dissoluteness. But little less appalling to one's aesthetic sense was the clerk himself. Squatting behind his wretched desk, Elias Droom peered across the litter of papers and books with shaky but polite eyes, almost as inviting as the spider who with wily but insidious decorum draws the guileless into his web. If one passed muster in the estimation of the incomprehensible Droom be was permitted In due season to pass through a second oppressive looking door and into the private office of Mr. James Bansemer, attorney at law and solicitor. It may be remarked at this early stage that, no matter how long or how well one may have known Droom, one seldom lingered to engage in commonplaces with him. His was the most repellent personality Imagi nable. When he smiled one was con scious of a shock to the nervous system; when be so far forgot himself as to laugh aloud there was a distinct illustration of the word "crunching;" when he spoke one was almost sorry that he had ears. Bansemer knew but little of this freakish individual's history; no one else had the temerity to inquire Into his past or to separate it from his future, for that matter. Once Bansemer Ironically asked him why he bad never married. It was a full minute before the other lifted his eyes from the sheet of legal cap, and by that time ha was in full control of his passion. "Look at me! Would any woman marry a thing like me?" This was said with such terrible earnestness that Bansemer took care never to broach the subject again. He saw that Droom's heart was not all steel and brass. Droom was middle aged. His lank body and cadaverous face were conKrtfcTeTT on principles nor genera TTy ae credited to nature as it applies to men. When erect his body swayed as if it were a stubborn reed determined to maintain its dignity in the face of the wind. He did not walk; he glided. His long, square chin, rarely clean shaven, protruded far beyond its natural orbit Indeed, the attitude of the chin gave one an insight to the greedy character of the man. At first glance one felt that Droom was reaching forth with his lower Jaw to give greeting with his teeth instead of his hand. His neck was long and thin, and bis turndawn ctfiaxwaa, at -least tsra .sUes

'By George Barr McCulcheon Author off "Beverly of GraasUrk." Etc too "large, ice Costs' was "hooked "and of abnormal length, the tip coming down over the short upper lip and broad mouth. His eyes were light ulvje and so intense that he was never known to Mlulc the lashes. Topping them were deep, wavering black eyebrows that met above the nose, forming an ominous, cloudy line across the base of his thin, high forehead. The crown of his head, covered by lenjr. Droom grinned diabolically a he resumed the rubbing of hit hand$. scant strands of black hair, was of the type known as "retreating and pointed." The forehead ran upward and back from the brows almost to a point and down from the pinnacle hung the veil of hair. Just as if he had draped it there with the same care he might have used in placing his best hat upon a peg. His back was stooped, and the high, narrow shoulders were hunched forward eagerly. Long arms and ridiculously thin legs, with big hands and feet, tell the story of his extremities. When he was on his feet Droom was more than six feet tall; as he sat in the low backed office chair he looked to be less than five feet over all. The men had been classmates In an obscure law school down in Pennsylvania. Bansemer was good looking, forceful and young, while Droom was distinctly his opposite. Where he came from no one knew and no one cared. He was past thirty-five when he entered the school, at least twelve years the senior of Bansemer. His appearance and attire proclaimed him to be from the country, but his sophistry, his knowledge of the world and his wonderful insight into human nature contradicted his looks immeasurably, A conflict or two convinced bis fellow students that he was more than a match for them in stealth and cunning if not in dress and deportment Elias Droom bad not succeeded as a lawyer, ne repelled people, growing more and more bitter against the world as his struggles became harder. What little money he had accumulated heaven alone knew bow he came by itdwindled to nothing, and he was in ac-' tual squalor when later Bansemer found him in an attic in Baltimore. Even as be engaged the half starved wretch to become his confidential clerk the lawyer shuddered and almost repented of his action. But Elias Droom was worth his weight in gold to James Bansemer from that day forth. His employer's sole aim in life was to get rich and thereby to achieve power. Ills ambition was laudable if one accepts the creed of morals, but his methods were not so praiseworthy. After a year or two of starvation struggles to get on with the legitimate be packed up his scruples and laid them away temporarily, he said. He resorted to sharp practice, knavery and all the forms of legal blackmail. It was not long before his bank account began to swell, nis business thrived, llm was so clever that not one of bis shady proceedings reacted. It im safs t venture that W per cent of the people who were bilked through his manipulations promised la the heat of virtuous wrath to expose him, but he had learned to smile in security. He knew that exposure for him meant humiliation for the instigator, and he continued to rest easy while he worked hard. "You're getting rich at this sort of thing," observed Droom one day after the lawyer had closed a particularly nauseous deal to his own satisfaction, "bat what are you going to do when the tide turns ?' Bansemer, Irritated on perceiving that the other was engaged in his exasperating habit of rubbing bis hands together, did not answer, but merely thundered out "Will you stop that?" There was a faint suggestion of the possibility of a transition of the hands to claws as Droom abruptly desisted, but smilingly went on: "Some day the other shark will get the better of you, and you'll have nothing to fall back on. You've been bonding en mighty slim foundations. There isn't a sign of support if the worst comes to the worst" he chuckled. "irs a large world, Droom," said his employer easily. , "And small also, according to another saying," supplemented Droom. "When a man's down, everybody kicks him. I'm afraid you could not survive the kicking." Droom grinned so diabolically as again. he resumed the rubbing of his hands that the other turned away, with an oath, and closed the door to the inside office. Bansemer was alone snd where D room's eyes could not see him, bci8gqj?aUpt2il,b.lm..thlt .tbjgcria

hung outSkie me uoor fir many -minutes, as If waiting tor a chance to pop in and tantalize him. Bansemer was a good looking man of the coarser mold the kind of man that merits a second look in passing, and the second look is not always in hU favor. He was thirty-fire years of tg?, but looked older. Ills face was hard and deeply marked with the lines of intensity. The black eyes were fasclnatIng In their brilliancy, but there was a cruel, savage light ia their depths. Ths nose and mouth were clean cut and pitiless ia their very symmetry. Shortly after leaving college to hang out hi shingle he had married the daughter of a minister. For two years her sweet influence kept his efforts along the righteous path, but he writhed beneath the yoke of poverty. Ills pride suffered Uxause he was unable to provide her with more of the luxuries of life. In his selfish way he loved her. Failure to advance made him surly snd III tempered, despite her amiable efforts to lighten the shadows around their little home. When the baby boy was bom to them aud she suffered more and more from the nnklndnesa of privation James Bansemer. by nature an aggressor, threw off restraint and plunged Into the traffic that soou made him Infamously successful. She died, however, before the taint of bis duplicity touched her, and he, even in his grief, felt thankful that ebe never was to know the truth. At this time Bansemer lived in comfort at one of the middle class board-' ing houses uptown, and the boy was Just leaving the kindergarten for a private school, ltanaenter's calloused heart had one tender chamber, snd ia It dwelt the little lad with the fair hair and gray eyes of the woman who had died. Late one November afternoon Just before Bansemer put on his light topcoat to leave the office for the day Droom tapped on the glass panel ot the door to his private office. Usually the clerk communicated with him by signal, a floor button by which he could acquaint his master with much that he ought to know, and the visitoi in the outer office would be none the wiser. The occasions were rare when he went so far as to tap on the door. Bansemer was puzzled and stealthily listened for sounds from the othei 6ide. Suddenly there came to his eari the voices of women, mingled with Droom's suppressed but always raucous tones. Bansemer opened the door. Looking into the outer office, he saw Droom swaying before two women, rubbiui his hands and smiling. Ore of the women carried a small babe in her

arms. Neither she nor her companion seemed quite at ease in tho presence of the lank guardian of the outer office. CHAPTER IV. ADY to Bee you." announced Droom. . The shrewd, fearless genius of the inner room glanced up quickly snd met the prolonged, uncanny gaze of his clerk. Unwillingly his eyes fell. "Confound it. Lias: Will you ever quit looking at me like that? There's something positively creepy in that stare of yours!" . "Lady to see you," repeated the clerk, shifting about uneasily and then gliding sway to take his customary look at the long row of books in the wall cases. He bad performed this act a dozen times a day for more than five years. The habit bad become so strong that chains could not have restrained him. It wss what he considered a graceful way of dropping out of notice, at the same time giving the impression that he wss constantly busy. "Are you Mr. Bansemer?" asked the woman with the babe in her arms as he crossed Into the outer office. For a moment Bansemer purposely remained absorbed in the contemplation of bis finger nails; then he shot a sudden, comprehensive glance which took in the young woman, her burden and all the supposed conditions. There was no doubt in bis mind that here was another "paternity case," as be catalogued them in his big black book. "I am." he replied shortly, for he usually made short quick work of such cases. There was not much money in them at best "Would you mind coming ia tomorrow? I'm Just leaving fof the day." "It will take but a few minutes, sir, and it would be very hard for me to get swsy again tomorrow,' said the young woman nervously. "I'm a governess In a family way uptown, and my days are not very free." "Is this your baby?" asked Bansemer, more interested. The word gov erness appealed to him. It meant that she had to do with wealthy people at least "No that is weil, not exactly." she replied confusedly. The lawyer looked at her so sharply that she flinched tinder his gate. A kidnaper, thought be, with the quick cunning of one who deals in stratagems. Instinctively be looked about as if to make sure that there were no unnecessary witnesses to share the secret "Come into this room," ssid he suddenly. "Both of you. See that wt are not disturbed," be added to Droom. "I think I can give you a few mh. ntAa mjiia m a nil ncrhira mnmm vrv good advice. Be seated." be went on, closing the door after them. His eyes rested on Droom's face for an Instant as the door closed, and he saw a particularly Irritating grin struggling on his thin Hps. "Now; what is It? Be as brief as possible, please. I'm in anile .a bnrrx." (Continued.) Viaann: . Oold Juedxl Flour make delicious tasked tuff. &SOOAPALLADIUM WANT ADS PAY.