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ATAlX, silent flsur in a brown hohmnd 1r was gesticulating frantically at the roadside with a parasol. The He v. Paul Botell, coastlag swiftly down the long Llvermoor UiU on his bicycle, was suddenly roused to the fact that this performance was for his benefit- a warning. But It cams too late, lie was -tar-tied to perceive that from side to side ef the long, steep road, which lay white and shimmering In the afternoon sun, stretched some unusual upheaval ef the macaJam surface. His dismay was complete when the unbusinesslike condition of his brake flashed on Bias a long standing neglect. His choice lay between taking the roadslds ditch or charging the obstruction be ebese the Utter. 1 wr m m AmA mfilif,a KAkA i A tsee what had happened. He was then lying on his back, trying to say with a feeble smile he was "all right." The snxlety and distress evldsnced ty the luminous, gray eyes and quivering lips bending over him. caused a - sudden thrill that went far to pull him together. It was unaccountable to the Rev. Paul, especially In his dased condition, why, after that one gllmps of those eyes, their fair owner should betake berself hastily to the other side ot the road. Xot appreciating the change, he struggled Into a sitting position. "Are you feeling better" she called te him. "Well. X harJly know the damage yet" stretching himself. "No bones broken. What's thlsr" putting his band te his hssd. which was wet. He swayed a little, and the pine trees and slim, brown figure opposite seemed to swim round. - "Tou'rs not going oft again she Implored, with clssped hands, but still keeping her distance. "I've done all I can. andand now I'll go and send help." "It's very good of you. but please dos'U" urged the Rev. Faul. "Perhaps 1 can rise if If you will be so kind" stretching eut a band towards her. "Oh. 1 mustn't! I ought not to speak te you even" with a glance, halt shy. half pitiful, from under long, dark lashes. ' "Why. In the name of goodness, must X net be spoken tot" said the reverend gentleman, astonished. : "Because because you're a man, In a voice so low he scarcely caught it. What he did catch, though, was one glimpse ef the sweet girl-face, with color flaming up In it as she turned and fled precipitately down the hllL He sat watching the flying figure
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Simple Type of Monoplane, .6. until lost to view beneath the shade of a clump of pines further down the hill. Then he tried to rise, but, after a brief survey of things, hs sank back with an aching head. "A fine old pickle for s chaplain ot H. M. Convict Prisons to be In," he grosned. e e e The morning following the accident the Rev. Paul was lying full length on a couch In his own bachelor domicile, with a bandaged head. Through the open window a massive pile ef greystone buildings, with blank walls heavily buttressed, loomed dull and gaunt In the sunlight. This was Livermoor Convict Prison. "The fact Is. my dear Paul, yours is a oass that bas a serious aspect," said Dr. Burgoyne, the prison surgeon, surveying his patient critically. "In Tact, 1 diagnose heart affection rather than broken head." "Doc, do please be serious. Really, she was very charming though." "No doubt." saicV the doctor, picking up ths bandage, which he bad removed before putting the necessary stitch or two Into the reverend gentleman's scalp. "The young lady to whom this neckerchief belongs evidently bound your head up, sir Ah! As I expected. Name In corner 'Dorothea.'" Ths Rev. Paul flushed up In a manner strongly confirmative of the doctor's diagnosis. "The dear girl! She must have dons It while I was Insensible. Who Is she. Doer "Niece of a sort of she-brigand named Grewe, living In the-Yarr cottage, close to where you got your spilL Thk aunt's a man-hater of a confirmed type. Practises with a pistol, they say waiting for a man. It's an Adamless Eden; no man has penetrated within - the sacred precincts in my time. Plenty of money, apparently.' One deaf servant, the sole link ot communication with the outside world. There you have it the Grewe mystery! You're a newcomer or you'd kuow. Hallo!" as a couple ot gunshots rang out "It sounds as If some lag were trying to dodge a bullet again" going to ths window and thrusting his head out. "What a terrible thing." observed ths Rsv. Paul, more concerned with bis meditations than the eplsods outside, "for that sweetfaced girl to bs condemned to such a life. It certainly accounts tor her strange behavior yesterday. I I shall call." he went on. breathing hard with Indignation. "I feel it a duty, and t shall give that woman, the aunt, a piece of my mind"
OOKING forward to the time when everyone will fly, efforts ra Tin r feAlna made through
out the country to teach school children the elementary principle ot aeronautics. In several of the public schools ot New York special classes have already been establistied where boys and girts from ten years up receive regular Instruction in the subject, and where they are encouraged to build new types of airships. In Cincinnati the Ohio Mechanics' Institute has inaugurated similar classes which are attended by nearly a thousand boys. Perhaps the moat thorough course of all is the one conducted by the West Side Young Men's Christian Association, New York, which has been taken as a model by other institutions. o. Tou won't," said the doctor, bringing his head In again. "A pound to a penny, old chap, you don't catch a sight of either the aunt or the divinity. What Is It, my man" as a prison official appeared hurriedly at the door. "Governor says, sir, will you come quick? Warder Bolt injured revolver went off In struggle with 271." "Right, I'll come. You know him. Paul No. 271 that case I told you of drafted here from Portland last month. A clever rascal, educated, cynical. Must have been a desperate blackguard. You should take him in hand." e e e s . e "Rev. Sir Please understand I receive no visitors. Your call is no doubt Intended as a courtesy. It would be an intrusion if persisted in, and treated as such. MARGARET GREWE." A fortnight later the Rev. Paul had walked the four miles to Yarr Cottage with the strong determination to carry out a self-imposed duty. The servant had been Induced to take his card In while he waited outside the locked gate, and the above note had been the result. "My compliments to Miss Grewe, and say I shall, of course, respect her wishes," was his reply, delivered through the bars of ths gate loudly, for the benefit of the deaf domestic. "One may as well conform to the usages of polite society even with a shebrigand." he thought, with a laugh, as he proceeded slowly up the hill again. Wbdre a little stretch of dark woodland fringed the road, the Rev. Paul turned off, and, entering, proceeded to make a detour which should, be judged, bring him in the rear of the Yarr cottage domains. Presently he paused, for there was borne to him on the wings of ths wind the soft warbling, the trill, of a girl's voice. It never occurred to the Rev. Paul that it could belong to any other girl than the one present in his mind, so, when, with noistess footsteps on the mossgrown turf, he came upon her unnoticed, he was not surprised. An easel stood lu front of her. Her pose as she bent over it in her creamy drapery was graceful, artistic She' had placed herself where a break In the wood gave a superb vista of green meadow sloping down the hillaide to the little River Yarr. with a gleam of water, than valley and hUl and the hary blue distanceSuddenly ehe looked around. Yes, under the deep shade of low-growing foliage was somebody. A strangely unclerlcal figure the Rev. Paul cut In his gray Norfolk suit as he came forward. He was square built, manly, with a brown, curly bead.
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Y nut he was fidgeting the cap In his hand with nervousness. "How can I excuse myself V he said; then, with sudden dismay. "Oh. but you're not going to run away?" for she was scrambling 'together palette and colors feverishly. "I shall be deeply pained If you go through my Intrusion. I owe you thanks and apologies. I have here something of yours" rummaging in his pockets. "I'm heavily Indebted to you. You must listen, please, or I shall go myself." She paused. A deep flush stole over her features, but the apprehension on' them was giving away to something approaching a smile. "You will listen a moment? I must Introduce myself Paul Botell, chaplain over at the prison. And you, I have leacned. are Miss Dorothea Grewe. Very Informal, I know, but you don't mind?" ; She shook her head silently, but there was a laugh In the gray eyes now. She turned to the easel. . "Miss Grewe, this Is not quite kind your silence." ho said, after a moment or two. " She beckoned with a taper finger, and, to his amasement, be saw she was writing. He looked over it was for him: "Please excuse me. I am under a pledge not to speak to you,- or any man. It Is absurd. I know, but not my fault." The Rev. Paul smiled, exultant.. ' "I understand." he said. "I may convey my thanks to you verbally, then? I shall never forget what you did for me while I lay there insensible. I wish I could prevail on your aunt, on whom I have just called, to allow me to visit" " "Oh. please don't; it would be a bitter experience. My aunt holds such peculiar views with regard to"-, Here something half written was scratched through vigorously. "Ah. I know," laughed the Rev. PauL "My poor sex has got itseif into disgrace with the lady. Probably some heart affair of old standing don't you think?" "I don't know," she wrote, "My Aunt Margaret has never told me anything about herself, though I've lived with her ever since I can remember, except when I was at boarding school." He could not see ber eyes, veiled by ths long lashes, but on the slip she handed him he read: ' . "I think you should go now. without reviving, please, any more of the old customs. Yarr Cottage and Aunt Margaret are only three minute from here; Indeed. : you era trespassing on
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By Observing the Conduct of Box-Kites the Student Learns Some of the Principles of Aerial Navigation. entirely unaided, aeroplanes, biplanes and other heavler-than-air machines which have filled every requirement. In most cases, of course, the models are little more than copies of the famous types in actual use by real aviators, but in many Instances the young students have perfected types of their own invention and ' have made successful flights. "Our object," explained one of the assistant directors ot the T.M.C.A. course, "is to encourage interest in aviation.' Every time one of our members has an idea he is encouraged to make a model and see what it will do. "In our class, ot course, all ot the instruction has to be by lecture. We keep up with the best data that can be procured on the exploits and theories of the best aviators, and explain everything to the students as throughly as possible. - "For instance, one night we will discuss the theory of the plane as the basis of a flying machine. Then we may have an evening devoted entirely to propellers. Then we take up engines and motors, and so on. "So far we have not found it expedient to take the boys themselves up In the air; for the present it is sufficient to teach them the lawa of flight and the mechanical principles upon which the flight of heavler-than-air machines must be based. "Experiments with new types Invented by the boys themselves are encouraged, and it is quite possible that some valuable knowledge may be thus obtained which will prove of benefit in real aviation. . "Although we are mainly interested in teaching the young idea how to fly, the class is by no means restricted to children. As a matter of fact, zs far as the sphere ot the air door, she crept down the stairs. "Miss Dorothea!" His voice! The lamplight was low, but enough to see. "Go back!" said the Rev. Paul firmly. "I must see your aunt; it Is urgent!" "What Is it" she asked In a whisper. "Convict escaped; a sad business. He has been traced; the cordon la drawn round here. X motored down at once for your sake, beloved!" It came upon him on them bothlike the breaking of a flood. She stood two steps above him, the light touching dimly her graceful curves. He stretched up his arms. "Is it to be for life, darling? She leaned towards him. the lovelight in her eyes. Their lips, met. "Tell me, dearest. In that sweet voice I've heard so little, you love me!" "Tea. Paul; from the first. I thlnkf" He held her for a moment closely, unresisting. "Go back, darling," keep out of this! Fm a trespasser forced my way In through the fence. "Where's your aunt?" She pointed to a door, and she went along he passage and knocked; then entered. There was no light within. He peered around a moment, irresolute. "Miss Grewe!" he said. No response; but. through the wide open casement cams voices, bushed and broken. Instinctively, he stood back. Slowly, breathing heavily, came, two across the veranda, a woman supporting a man. They entered; he staggering and groaning, sank, a huddled heap on the sofa. The woman crossed to the door swiftly and locked it, not seeing the still figure In the shadow of the old high-backed piano. There was the clink of glass. "Brandy. Jim!" in a whisper. "That's good!" he gasped, a moment later. "The first for ten years. Meg! Enforce sobriety, eh?" with a husky gurgle. -v The pulses of the listener stopped almost. He knew them now No. 271 .and Miss Grewe. Like one in the grip of oighlmare be listened, i, ' "Lien." growled the man beneath his breath as a distant hubbub arose. "Ths place Is surrounded ; they'll search it! Where can you put me. Meg? Quick!" , The ImpasiVe figure against . the twilight made no sign of having beard. "in . that drawer, Jim." came the woman's voice, low, steady, cutting, "is a revolver loaded. I've kept it for you!" A sardonic laugh from No. 27fu -"Pretty present for the man you loved!" "Loved? -walled the woman." Then.
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is concerned, we are all infanta, aaW our classes are therefore open to the man ot forty as w12 as the boy of fourteen. As a result of this general activity In aerial instruction, the streets and parka frequently contain group of school children engaged la flying every type ot aerial craft, from bos kites to the most complicated power-propelled biplanes. Boys and girts take op the pastime with equal vim. and, as It serves to keep them out la the opea air. the sport ta a hyglealo one. at least, even it it serves no other purpose. The illustrations on this pasja show school boys and girls, photo graphed at random, engaged ta try lng out their boms-mads models,
Up-to-Date Jokes Owner (looking closely at "Williams, you are a trifle ever weight Can't you lighten yourself a lltUet The Jockey: Oot : on my Ughtest suit. sir. Ain't ett a bite to-day. sad ve just trimmed my llnger-BaUa Owner -Well. -o sad set aaaves. "Ferdy never takes you saywbere sax more.;. . ' '''. " "No: X promised to be a sister to ktsO .."WeUr. "And sow he treats me Uk a "How did tbe' slrir atparrtag turnout?" -It was very brlefc Habel feinted Gertrude fainted." - "I see Nat Goodwin has been forMs dsn to rsmsrry In Naw if or It State, -Well. Nat's still got forty-live etaec etatss lefu : WE PATJSK FOB BEPLY. Don't go by first lmpressloaa Wast would you know of the beauty of oysters if somebody in the dim dawa sf civilization hadn't stoppsd to pry opes a shell T ran controlling berself, "Poor fool! Tea r oo bed me of my money and then married my sister. You're doing penal servitude for forgery and worse to-day. All this wluldn't have broken my love for you. Jim Burrows. I didn't find out the fiend you were till I found my poor sister deserted, and dying of starvation, then my love turned to hate. Men are badall! I brought up the child" "Child? Heavens, I knew It! Tts seen her to-day Hetty's voice, her child!" struggling to his feet "They're at the gate," she said. "WTO you be taken? There's the shrubbery!' pointing to. the casement, "Give me the revolver! Hetty's child! It wasn't my fault 1 deserted her. Before Heaven. Meg. I was lagged! X loved her, if ever but the child. Mac; you must never let her know! Oh. Heaven keep It from the girl! 4s a hoarse whisper. "The game's up!" as a knocking came at the door. "The revolver quick. Meg!" ' A dark form stood between them. "It shall not be!" said the Rev. Paul, quietly; and he took firm hold of tbe weapon she waa hawting "Try esse more: be-a man and face It! Heaves will help" A hoarse oath and the convict flung himself headlong across the veranda, across ths lawn and Into tbe dusky ttne of shrubbery beyond. Before those la tbe room could realise, there was s shoot. a anars struggle. Then a abet rang "Now you can understand why yam never could marry my niece, Mr. Boteil." Miss Grewe was lying on the couch of convalescence, white and feeble after s long illness. The shock of the convict s death had been too much- for ber, they said. The Rev. Paul bad ridden over dally, but this was the first Urn of has admittance. 1 caa only understand," be sees gently, "that nothing on earth will keep me from wedding the woman I love, unless It be your wish. Won't you be ay Aunt Margaret, too?" taking the thin hand in his own. "Your Ufa shall be brighter: I will be ail a eon- could heWon t yon trust her to me? - Margaret Grewe gave in. She drew him down to her, and there Were tears in tbe dark eyes as he kissed her faded cheek. - 'C "Your name is ' Paul ah, know! rve heard It dally. She la in the garden. Paul; g and find her! THE KXtX
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