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. ' iie sfit;it '.day. all the workL knew.f There, was no keeping it out of the f newspapers. y ... - , Lady Brooke "ibe beaut.iful wife of the new K. C. M. G., the great Godfrey Brooke, traveler, explorer. Empire maker had mysteriously disappeared, leaving no'trace behind her. .' .Twenty-four hours passed, fortyeight and., no. result. The police had completely failed to supply, a solution to the baffling mystery. v' Crawley had summoned up. courage to call on Brooke early in the morning after his interview with Mr. Paton. The change in Brooke was startling, appalling. He sat huddled up in an armchair, his great, rugged head bow--e loot, op,hl8' chest, his strong, cap- ' able, hairy" ! hands hanging limply by his sides. - , , : ; . . ''Brooke, old man," Crawley ventured at last; "I can't tell you how. torry I am to hear the news." . But, as he spoke, the mockery of the whole thing struck him with' pe- , culiar force. What a monstrous farce it 'all was! . What a tragedy what a betrayal, what a lie! " Brooke raised his haggard face. His eyes were bloodshot. "Old man," he - said weakly; "this seems like a Judgment on us on me, at any rate."-.... . -.r - : "Why . didn't you send for me?" asked Crawley. "Why. didn't you tell -me before?- I -had no. idea. I" i 'Aiain the torrent of lies died on 'his ; lips for very shame. "Somehow or other," said Brooke. "t felt I didn't want to. Iwell,1 I hardly know bow to explain it, sonny, but I felt I'd rather , meet the blow alone. But, ' tell me, old . man, what does It mean? What can possibly have happened?" By Virginia Terhune Van De Watsr. Oh, then your home is here in New ork, lat?" asked Delaine, ? : It'is now." said Caryl, -we. came to New York boot month ago my sister and I." "Why?". "S Caryl thought quickly. Sbe would not tell this stunning man the truth. She was ashamed to. "' .The man noticed h'er hesitation and hastened to reassure her. -"Don't tell me if you prefer not to," he said kindly. "Oh, that's all right," Caryl replied. "There's nothing much to tell. , We left home, because our father married a second time a coarse, uncongenial woman. We have our own apaftmnt here in New York and I have decided' to take up stenography, just for the experience and to prove that I could . support myself if necessary." "And your sister?" asked Delaine. I "What does she do?" "Oh, she is a writer," responded ! Caryl glibly. "She writes stories for I the magazines and newspapers." Then she stopped, astonished at her own skill in weaving romances. I She knew i what the author's next ilTcrestion would bei and as she saw i him hesitate before uttering it, the frightened desire seized her to confess the truth and tell him that Julia was 1 a shopgirl. ' Yet by the ttme that Deilalne had voiced his query her quick mind had prepared another falsehood. "Does your sister write under her own name?" asked her new employer. "No," Caryl responded glibly. 5 "Most of her work is unsigned. She writes articles and things like that, I you know." "Oh," said Delaine, "I see. By the way," he added, with a kind smile, "I havn't asked for 'your own name yet. Jennings .gave it to me over . the .'phone, but I didn't catch it" 'It's Marvin," Caryl told him. "Caryl S Marvin." "Caryl Marvin," he repeated. "And your sister?" ,"Her name is Julia," the girl said briefly. ' ... ; A sport suit in which strong contrasting colors are used is not an unusual feature this season, on the contrary there aje'tnany; extremely smart rflu)n shown ? r thf suit. Illustrated.'

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for the moment, speech. A great' overwhelming force had suddenly arisen within him, a force drivings him irresistibly on to the only - honorable escape the . one right course that had always' been open before him. For one dizzy mo

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SLOW IN PROPOSING. They say, that music inspires m;n to heroic deeds. : You ought to play the "Wedding March"' when Jack calls some evening. "Julia," he mused. "I'll recollect that. Julia Marvin it's a nice name," he murmured, as If to himself. Carvl turned toward the window 1 by which the typewriter stood. "WhenI ever you are ready, Mr. Delaine," she I said, somewhat stiffly, "I am ready to begin." The man' started slightly. "Excuse me for keeping you waiting!" he exclaimed. "I was thinking of something else. But we'll get down to brass tacks at once. Mr. Jennings has told yon of the arrangement?" "Yes," the, girl replied. 'Really." Delaine explained, "this; interview this morning was more for the purpose of getting acquainted than for actual work, although I have some stuff I would like you to copy before jctt go. Do you think you will be able to do thr work?" 'Yes. iiifleed," Caryl assured him. "Then it's settled," declared Delaine. 'Wow, if ycu will take these papers and make a double copy of each of them that will be all for today. You will find paper, etc., in the ; drawer of the machine table." With a nod, he went into the next room while Caryl sat down at the typewriter and began to copy thej notes he had given her. She was i excited and nervous, and was obliged! to stop again and -again to erase many i blunders, made by her uncertain fingers. , , V . , 1 She was well on toward the end of her task when she heard the door bell ring. No one answered, and, when it sounded a second time, there was an impatient movement behind the portiers dividing the study from the room to which Delaine had retired, and his voice called loudly, "Wang!" A door at the opposite end of the study opened and a solemn, moon-faced Chinaman glided noislessly across the floor and disappeared Into the hallway, and a moment later Caryl heard the front door open and a -jovial voice- raised in-greeting. "Hello. Wang!" it proclaimed. "How is the old pirate this morning?. Boss in ? All right, I'm, coming in to see him cotton velvet in green and gold is used, proving a striking but - smart combination. The coat is a youthful affair; with reversible collar and 'cuffs. Black kid is introduced in the belt and on the' ruff trimming "

ment he was on the very' brink of.teUtag -, Brooke the , truth; but . the elder man's next words froze the great confession hovering on his Hps. : "Something tells me.r he- said ? in solemn tones, ."that Di ia dead." - More Tomorrow

VERY TRUE. "1 see the girls are again wearing brs this summer." ' "Well, they've got to wear someblng." , - A tall figure in riding clothes appeared in the doorway, and Caryl, overcome with sudden embarassment turned to her machine and , pretended to be absorbed in her work, . - "I beg pardon!" a voice close to her said, "but I understood Wang to say that Mr. Delaine was in." The girl glanced up. A tall man stood beside her. He was lean and dark and had an aquiline face. He tapped one putteed leg with his riding crop as he spoke." and Caryl caught the gleam of a large ruby upon one of his white fingers. Before the girl could reply Delaine himself entered, hat and stick in hand . "Hello, Harry!" he exclaimed' heartily. 'You're a sight for sore eyes. When did you blow into town?" "Yesterday," ' the new arrival answered. "I've just been riding around the park and I stopped in to see you for a moment. I say,: old man -" He grasped Delaine by the arm and murmured something too low for Caryl's ear to datch. - "I'll do nothing of the kind," Delaine asserted positively. "Come, I'm going out. I've a little business to attend to and then we'll lunch somewhere together." ; . y (Moire Tomorrow.) SUCH IS PEACE. ' How did the meeting of the Peac lociety turn out? It started off all right, but ended in t hot fight when the election of offl- I iers took place., . NERVOUS INDIGESTION. Mrs. J: F. Baldwin, Sandy Creek, X. ' Y., suffered a great deal from pains in the stomach due to nervous indigestion. She writec, "Chamberlain's Tablets relieved me right away, and. by taking three or four bottles of them ' I was cured of the trouble and have not felt any of the old symptoms since." Obtainable every where. Adv. I The big Policeman walks his beat Vlth swinging club and strida No calloused aching feet for him He uses Cal-o-clde . 1 ' or AOwng, Burning. and 0fMf"l Sweaty Feet, Callouaes. v 'UC Corns. ad Sore Bnnkma. Sives Instant Relief i'SiT.L0"". Kesulta poaitiTely guaranteed. Get a box iron mtij orugglK jCOC Remember the name.

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Copyright, 1916, by the McClure - Teddy was busy ' eating his ; corn from the, box that stood just outside the ard gate. And, leaning on his shaggy ,back ."with tears in her eyes, i was sad little Patsy. Her arms were about hi3 hairy neck and she hid her face in-the fluffy mane. "Oh! you dear, darling old Ted," she sobbed, "how can I give you up!" "Patsy was . unhappy because her father, Mr. Walter, was going to.givej up nis piace m a email town ana move to a big farm. w" j - "We are fioing to leave the seashore and run a farm up in the Virginia mountains,"- her father ' explained. "The pony is too old to take on such a long trip, and will be of little good in' the hills, so he must be sold." Just about half a mile from shore and - in front of Patsy's home was a tiny island of sand. So when the ponyhad finished his meal she put on his bridle and strapped a queer thing on his back. It was two big baskets of woven reeds, with a top on each, and they hung down far on the pony's side, held by straps. "I know what I will do," sighed Pat sy. I will take ouster ana some luncn. wade over to the island, and spend the afternoon getting shells it is the last chance before we go." So she put some cake and crackers in one basket, lifted Buster into the other, and led Teddy down the rocks of the shore, then put out into the water until they-reached the island. Then she spread the lunch on the ground, put the baby on the sand and let Ted roam as he wished. Time passed pleasantly enough till Patsy fell asleep with the baby in her lap. How long she slept she never knew, but she was awakened by a peal of thunder -which made her spring to her feet. Patsy was speechless with fright. She knew that the tide was rising and that the storm would break soon over the. island.- She and Baby Buster would be. drowned. 'Not a sail was in sight-T-not a boat at hand. Just then Teddy came trotting up, -bis head high in the air, sniffing the wind. "Oh, Ted," exclaimed Patsy, "I know you can save us you know how to swim. Take us home, dear old boy." Carefully she placed the baby on the blanket in one basket and fas tened the openwork lid, for It was of j plaited reeds. Then, scrambling on j Ted's back,' she wrapped her legs i strongly in the straps about his body. ' "Home, Teddy, home!" shouted Patsy, loud above the storm, striking him a sharp blow with her feet. The pony did not falter. With a loud neigh of joy he leaped into the foaming waves and struck out for the shore. The water , dashed over the two children, but baby was safe in the basket that floated, though held to Ted by a strap, while Patsy bent her head and held on tightly to the brave animal's mane.Ted .fought with a. wilh but the waves were strong.- Slowly he gained his way,- till at last, . almost dropping from exhaustion, he scrambled to the shore and tumbled far up in the sand above the waves. Patsy jumped down, and, taking the bridle led him toward home. Out in the road she met her father hurrying along, frantic with fear a.bout the children. Wrhat was his Joy to see a wet, draggled Patsy and - a drenched pony toiling on in the rain and mud. i!e Buster rt up in his basket auu howled at th top of his voice. ; But In ten minutes the two were safe in the house with fresh clothes FOR THE BLOOD At All Drug Stores oocooeoccQOoo TANDARD UPPLY Co. Cor. 10th and North F. Sts. Cement Lumber Woodwork Doors and Sash Shingles Roll Rooftoff, Blocks Posts Cement Plaster Lime Sewer Pipe Drain Tile Flue Lining Slate Shicgle3 For Quality and Service, Call 2459. 2201. 504 Main.

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and a cup of hot tea, while the father; was busy rubbing and feeding; dearold Ted in the warm barn.. Of course, they did. not sell Teddy at all. And if you should go up in the. raountains of Virginia this summer you will doubtless meet two children driving a shaggy pony they call. Teddy. Tomorrow's story "Puss, a Sparrow and a Robin." QTYLES KJ FOR THE Woman's Eye i a Striped taffeta ,with pompadour figure is cleverly combined with white georgette crepe in this attractive summer afternoon frock. A . wide-band of the taffeta is set on the Georgette skirt with stripes running crosswise. Charming panniers are used over the hips, lending a- quaint effect. The striped taffeta is introduced in narrow bands on the Georgette bodice. GOES TO STATE FARM. MADISON. Ind., April 27. George Logan, caught with a revolver in his posession when he was visiting the county jail, was fined $500 and sent to the! state farm for a year and a half. 6 COM Gall and

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niLLEN left the old-fashioned, slowj running elevator and turned down the long hall to room "61." A large, high ceilinged room with hideous dark woodwork, a 'black marble mantel and green plush furniture. It was one of Boston's well-known -but oldest hotels, in which a double room and bath could be had for 4. Throwing open the - windows that the maid had closed. Helen drew down the shades, rang for ice water, and flung herself on the green plush couch. - In spite of the wilting heat 6he had spent most of the day exploring the antique shops. If only she could learn to stop when she was tired, and not keep on until 6he was ready to . drop! she unwrappped and gloated over her But now she forgot her fatigue as purchase a pair of old Sheffield. candlesticks. Yes, they were good heavy ones weighing them-in her hands and absurdly cheap. She would have them wired and use them on the side board with rose silk shades. "Come!" to a heavy knock on the door. "Just set it in there." The colored boy put down the pitcher,' and Helen fumbled in her purse for, a dime.. The ice clinked refreshingly as she filled the glass. Even the beaded perspiration on the pitcher looked cool. She would pack now, and have that off her mind then she could rest. Warren was not coming back to the hotel. He had settled the bill that morning and had arranged for her to meet him at the station for the 5:33. Clearing the table she lifted up the suit case. Warren's pajamas, safety razor, brushes went in one end; her nightgown, slippers, powder, cold cream, etc.. In the other. On top she laid smoothly his shirts and her blue taffeta dress. Because Warren loathed the bother of baggage, they, never took more than the suitcase for two days' trip, and crowding everything in was always a task. She was buckling the "straps when she remembered the soap and tooth brushes in the bathroom. These in, she strapped it finally. The candlesticks would make another package but she would take a taxie anyway. Now she could lie down. It was onlyfour-r-there was still over an hour to rest. She glanced longingly at the bed, made up with fresh linen and a fresh white counterpane. But as they were not paying for another night, it seemed hardly fair to rumple it, so she lay down again on the hot, sticky couch. Through half-closed eyes, .vaguely she studied the room. The sun slanted in from under the drawn shades, lighting up a strip of the dusty cabbage-rose carpet, the hideous wall paper, the gas chandelier now wired for electricity, and the stain on the ' ceiling over the mantel. There were

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