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"Oh, I say,' protested the other, glve, me a chance, won't you? - If you ' don't he threatened, laughingly reck"f leasly, "there's nothing for me to do ij but take a chance myself." ' For a -mere second he hesitated, -.then turned to Caryl, who was still at work upon the - typewriter, making ; even more blunders than before. ? "Mr. Delaine puts upon me the.burden of introduction," the stranger said to her. "For an ordinarily generous i t-man be can be rery-stingy at times. 'tr(r"i My name is Somerdyde Harry Som'erdyke. Please be kind and accept this Jas an introduction. As he spoke he smiled with no v-f trace of embarrassment, and Caryl V- j noted admiringly the white flash of m .his perfect teeth, She flushed, but "-.'" lifted her blue eyes to him. i "I'm Caryl Marvin," she returned M shyly, and I'm very glad that you '.spoke to me, Mr. Somerdyke." i: -Somerdyke laughed confidently,' and cftelaine frowned at the sound. "Come .Harry," he said, impatiently. ; "I shan't wait any longer." ; - The two men .went-toward the hall 1 ' together. At - the door Somerdyke '4 turned "and looked back over his shoulder. ..a-. ;. "And I'm very glad you spoke to me, Miss Marvin," he averred and laughed ; ;;agaln. ,. . ' For several minutes after Kelley : and his friend had left the apartment i'Caryr Marvin" sat,, a smile orf her lips, musing on what had Just happened, j Surely, she was at last - coming ylnto . ; her own. ' , ' .Jy'wShe was - aware that Mr:.. 'Delaine 'bad not seemed especially impressed by her looks and had -spoken of Julia las if he had been more attracted by

her personality.'; Still - Caryl had the advantage of being, on the, scene, Avhile to him Julia . waB only a memory. The one who wjw with the man day after day would surely win his liking at last: ; She did not mean : to be vain, but Mr. Somerdykes desire to become acquainted with -her had proved to her that he must have considered ' her at least worth-while. ' Moreover, Kelley' Delaine's evident disinclination to-introduce Somerdyke . was a. subtle flattery in itself, j Wang's soft step in the. hall re- ! called; her with a start to her work, land once more she bent over', the ma- ' J chine. As she did so she was appalled tat the untidy appearance of the sheet before' her, and, glancing at, the copy? lng she had done this morning, she -was chagrined. -It would never do; to irj.urn in such stuff as this to her new Copyright, 1916, by the McClure Puss lived in the house that stood Kjiear the tree where back of a blind on phe house the Robin family lived, and fjjived Mrs. Sparrow, pft Every bird that lived near the house jjjvas on the lookout for. Mistress Puss, jSbut particularly watchful were Mr. and Mr8. Robin, for in the tree branches jhey had four little Robins that were t-gnot yet able to fly. "My dear," said Mr. Robin to his Zvife one morning, "I do not want you gwto be seen about the branches of this pfree until we can get our children out rpf the nest. I have seen Puss watching Jtbis tree for two days now, and I will Ting your food to you; so keep close io the nest and don't hop about." That night, when her husband returned with two big worms for her 3$and the babies, Mrs. Robin said: "I Iiad a caller today, Robin. Mrs: SpartS&ow called to look at our babies, and fc&he said they were quite the -prettiest fSlittle ones she had been this year." Mr. Robin did not look pleased; he Sthirped an angry little note and said: ;" e did not need to be told that, my iilear; we knew it before Mrs. Sparrow SScalled." and then I do not like her to &3be neighborly-; it will not do you or the SSthildren any good to have her'running Saek and forth." Mr. Robin kept busy the n'ext day f lying about the yard to attract the Xtyttention of Puss, so that Mrs. Robin ;3-ould teach the babies to fly, and that iight she. said to her husband, "You gillon't know how. smart our children Zrc. Robin. I never brought such 3$trong, bright children from the nest jSPefore. Why, they can fly now. You tthould see them." Z "I'll take Care of Miss Puss for angapther day, I think." said Robin, "and jjijoroorrow you see how far they can 7f The next day Robin-flew about the jjj-ard for the benefit of Puss again, and Mrs. Sparrow, seeing that Puss was gjbtsy watching fat Mr. Robin, got -careless and flew too near the place Sjrhere Puss was biding in the grass. 5S A robin or sparrow did not matter iuch to Puss, so she pounced upon Jt Irs. Sparrow and was just about to Swinish her life when Mrs. Sparrow piptid up: "I cza tell you where there are Zlonr little fat robins In a nest, Puss, you will let me go." " Puss stopped and v said: "What is Jltlhat you say?" Can the robins fly?" ft "Oh, no, v they cannot fly yet, but they will in a day or two. What do you Jiay. Puss.' is it a bargain? If I tell Cfou, will you let me go?" . r"Yes, I'll let you go, but if you are jEtjlMing era-wrong, story v about -the

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employer. His own notes were so neat 'that she was certain be would expect neatness and thoroughness in her copies. Her excitement and. nervousness bad interfered with her doing her best. ' With a tremendous effort of her will she dragged her thoughts from everything except her task. Disregarding the soiled and erased results of her morning's efforts, she placed a clean sheet of paper " in the machine and, more carefully than she had ever worked before in her life, began to copy Delaine's notes. : : v For two hours there was no sound

in the room save the click, click of the typewriter. Caryl did her best, and the clean copies were all that she could wish, when, with, a sigh of satisfaction, she laid them on "Delaine's desk with his notes. She did not throw her firat efforts, in the, wastebasket where they . would have been mute witnesses of her .-failure,- but, crumpling the .sheets of marred paper into a tight ball, she stuffed them into ber handbag. ' Then she put on her hat and jacket and started tor . the door just as the clock on the mantleshelf Chimed two. - - - . She-was tired and nervous lest her employer-should return and find her still here. - As -she reached the outer hall she heard .the' elevator ascending, and, thinking that v perhaps.-' Delaine might be upon It, and seeing her would know how"" long she had' taken to do his, work, she went swiftly down the first 'flight of stairs and awaited the elevator - on .the floor below ? that on1 which was Delaine's " apartment, v She was right in her suspicion, for, as she reached Ibe turrf in the 'stair case, she heard the car stop -on -the floor she - had .just left, -.and Somerdyke's laugh reached her as Delaine asked, ."You'll come in and have a' smoke, won't you?" . ' "Of course I'll come' in" agreed Somerdyke, "in fact,, that was why I came home with-you. .' Whether I stay long may depend , upon .who's here." Caryl smiled at the meaning he managed to convey in these words, also at the sudden coldness of Delaine's accents as he replied, "There is' probably nobody here but Wang. My stenographer must have finished her work and gone home long ago." "Then, as the car stopped on the landing where the girl was "waiting for it, she stepped into it and was borne to the. street. "A narrow escape," ' she' muttered, as she turned, westward. (More Tomorrow.) Newspaper Syndicate,' New Yyk. nest and four robins, I'll catch' you again and that will be the end," said Puss. "On the middle branch of the tree by the house is a nest with four fat little robins in it," said tell-tale Mrs. Sparrow, "and you might be fortunate enough to catch the mother robin if you are careful. You see, you are sure of the babies anyway; they can not fly." "Thank you," said Puss. "But off goes your head if you are playing tricks on me, Mrs. Sparrow." Now, it happened that Mr. Robin was on a limb right over Puss when she caught Mrs. Sparrow, .aad be heard everything Mrs. Sparrow said, 6o without the least flutter of his wings Mr. Robin flew up to the nest. "I will give a big fat worm to the one that flys the farthest," he said to the little robin-s.' "and you must start at once. Try for the next tree." All the little robins stood on the edge of the next and when their father counted "three" away they flew, and all four reached the branches of the next tree. Mrs. Robin and Mr. Robin followed them. "You will have to fly once mere, said Mr. Robin, j "because you all did not get here at once. Try for the tree across the road, next." - They, rested a minute and" then off they wgnt, but this time all four got to the tree at once, and this time their father said: "I'll give to each of you a big worm, for you are all just as smart as you can be." Then he whispered what he had heard and seen to Mrs. Robin, who nearly fell off the limb in a faint. "Keep away from the Sparrow family, my dear," said her husband; "I know them all: they are a bad lot." When Puss let Mrs. Sparrow go, she walked very easily to the tree and looked up into it. She saw not a bird; so she clawed the trunk as though she iwere - stretching and then gave a spring and crawled into the branches. Carefully she crawled aong, for she saw the nest as soon as she was in the tree, and, hoping Mrs. Robin was there, too, Puss crept nearer and nearer. Of course she found tho. nest empty. She pulled at, it, hoping somewhere one little one might be hiding, but it was quite empty, and Puss had lost Mrs. Sparrow and had her climb for nothing. She was very angry, and had she caught MrB- Sparrow then, she would not have had a chance to even ch'rp once. Tomorrow's story 'The Gold of Greed." Masonic Calendar Wednesday Webb Lodge, No. 24, F. and A. M. Called meeting; work in the entered apprentice degree, commencing at 7 o'clock. " ' l i, Friday King Solomon's - Chapter! No. 4, R. A. M. Called meeting; work in Past and Most Excellent Masters degrees, commencing at 7 o'clock. ' The annual product of the American chicken yard is estimated at $509,0.00,000:. . , - : k . .....

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Helen sat "up and gazed about in the bewilderment of a troubled awake ening: : Had she been asleep? Ten after six! . No no, that could not be right! She darted to the phone. J'Give- me the time," please," excitedly. "Six fifteen," drawled the ' indifferent voice of the . operator. She; had slept "two. hours? 'Frahtically, acquiver with abject fright, she pinned on" her hat. But it would be useless to go to the station now Warren ' would be on! his 'way here. He would think something, had hapn pened! ' -v ' She pictured his rage when he learned the truth. When was the next train? She caught up the time table he had left on the mantel. Boston to New York. 5:33 the one they had missed. There was no other until 11:40!. -Abruptly the door was flung open, and Warren strode in. "Awfully sorry,, Kitten," tossing his hat? on the table as he stooped to kiss her, "but I couldn't help it. Tied up with Judge Matthews all afternoon. Weren't worried were you?" Helen gasped. "Thought I could make it yp to the last minute too late to phone." He shrugged off his coat and dropped into I a chair. I "But I I," stammeringly. "I didn't " .. : "Got any ice water?" reaching for the pitcher. . , 1 "It's all melted. Wait, I'll ring for some." "Oh, this'll do," he drained the glass. : "Jove, I've had a day of it!" "Then you you didn't go to the station at all?'' . "Yes, -thought you - might wait. When I didn't see you I knew you'd come back here. You took a taxi? Didn't lug.that heavy bag?" "Oh. no! But, dear, I I didn't " "You 'did just right. Whenever we miss t2acli other always go straight back to where we're staying. Got that time table?" - Helen handed him the pink folder. "There's one at 11:40,' running his finger down the column. "No, that's a local. We'll take the Owl 1:00 a. m. All sleepers. That'll get us in before, seven. Get me out a fresh collar, will you?" he started into the bathroom. If only she could keep from telling him! ' But she knew her inability to keep anything from him long. Her fumbling fingers were unstrapping the suit eaee. ' "Well, we've got Matthews about where we want him," he came out,vlgorously rubbing his wet hair with a towel. "Caught him in just the right mood that's why I didn't dare break away. Here, put this in," tossing her the soiled collar. Helen got .out his bVushes and a fresh handkerchief. "Where'll we go for dinner?" fastening his collar under his held-up chin. "Touraine? Copely-Plaza? How about that , Rathskeller . we liked last . year? Want to' go" there? Hello, you're not going to dress?" "This linen ' suit's too rumpled up for dinner," - taking out the - blue r taffeta. "If we're going on that late train I won't have to change again.'". . "Oh, wear what you've got on that's good enough." Then seeing her face fall. "All right, go ahead, if ItH IDIR. JONES' formerly Beaver Oil t has been used half a , century' for Sciatica, Lameness, Headache, Sore Muscles,; Neuralgia, Aching - and Tired Feet, Cramps and all pains that can be reached by . external application.

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We offer some unusual bargains in used pianos that have been taken in exchange on player pianos since the first of this year. We want to close out these pianos by May , and have made the prices very attractive, and every piano offered in this sale should sell at once as they are positively the best used piano bargains we have been able to offer for many months. , Do You Want a First Class Piano At Just One-Half Price? If that's what you want then come to this sale, and if you can not pay all cash we will arrange terms to suit you, and you'll soon have your piano paid for and won't miss the money. In this special lot of six used pianos we have one Iver & Pond in walnut case; one Clough & Warren, in fancy oak case; one Singer, made by the Steger Co., of Steger, 111,; one Trayser, in oak case; one Starr, large size, in mahogany case and in first-class condition; and one Style "GM Starr. This piano has been used at Earlham college, and is in fine condition, and we thoroughly guarantee it to be satisfactory. Every one of these used pianos are upright? sd all in first-class condition. Remember, the sale closes Saturday night.

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"Oh. nonsense!" interrupted Crawley, with a ghastly smile. "Yes, my son," Brooke went on, "something tells meshe is dead. I had a dream last night-" It seemed to me that she came and spoke to me, kissed me, smoothed out the lines on my forehead." The great, strong man was crying like an overwrought woman. , Those tears saved his reason. "Oh, I loved her so 1 loved her so! Crawley caught bis breath and shivered. Brooke had unconsciously repeated the very words of Zoe the

last words of that poor, harassed soul as it drifted out into the vast unknown. - During the next few days Crawley never wavered. "Brooke must never know." That was now, as it had teen in the past, his battle cry. As Crawley sat brooding over the irony of his expressing sympathy for, the great Godfrey. and condoling him, the telephone bell was answered by Hutton. "Miss Warren, sir," said Hutton en tering. Crawley shuddered. Since the horrible night Eva had been in his thoughts only as an abstract being. He realized that he must cover up the part he had played in this tragedy to protect her, but he had thought little of actually communicating with her. His voice trembled as he responded and heard her speaking at the other end of . the line. "Noel, dear, what have you been doing?" she asked innocently. Crawley recoiled from the telephone as if struck suddenly. His mind which had been the habitation for horrible visions and conjectures during the past hours, again became .active. Could it be possible, he asked himself, that her. woman's intuition had told her something? 1 ' ."Why, I have been very busy with Leyeridge and some business affairs about another picture of mine that he wants," he lied glibly: He had done so much falsifying lately that he was shocked at the ease with which the untruth dropped from his lips. "You haven't heard, then?" she queried. "Heard what?',' be-asked. "About1 the mysterious disappearance' of Mrs.--er Lady Brooke?" "YeS," I have just returned from a call on Brooke. He is not like the same man." "You are his bosom friend," Eva continued. "You must have beard it before it got into the papers. - Why didn't you tell' me?" "Really, Eva, I was so busy, you

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