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EDITOR SAM SYNOPSIS. — Winton Garrett, twenty-flve and Juat out of college. calls by appointment on Archie Garrett, his New York cousin and executor, to receive his inheritance ot |l®o.®o®. Archie. honest, an easy mark and a fool for luck, assures W inton that he is practically a millionaire, as he has invested all but Jl®,(t®« in a rubber plantation in either the East or West Indies and in a controlling interest in the Big Malopo diamond mine, somewhere or other in South Africa, sold him as a special favor by a Dutch promoter named De Witt. Winton, en route to his mine. finds the town of Taungs wildly excited over a big strike at Malopo. Including the »S-carat "De Witt diamond" Two coach passengers are a disreputable old prospector. Daddy Seaton, and his daughter Sheila. On the Journey a passenger, who turns out to be De Witt himself. Insults Shelia. Winton fights De Witt and knocks him out.-

CHAPTER ll—Continued. D* Witt was unconodou* and breathing heavily. Somebody ran back for water. Another man produced a flask nf brandy and got some of the contents between D* Witt’s teeth. Presently De Witt began to splutter. He sat up. saw nd recognized Winton, and his eyes filled with deadly hatred. “I’ll get even with you for this." he mumbled. But there was no more fight in him. Solicitously attended by the little clerk whom he had ousted from his seat so uncermonlously. De Witt staggered back to the,coach, resuming hla old place In the corner, with his hat pulled over his discoloring forehead. He looked so abject and crestfallen, frith his awollen lip and bruised jaw that Winton almost felt pity for him. But It was certain that De Witt de- ’ sereed no pity. The man was a bully and a cad and had got his deserts. After the coach had started, Sheila Beaton bent forward aud spoke to Win- I ton. “I don't know how to thank you.” she said, with a catch of her breath. “Nobody else would have dared to do < What you-4wve d<<ne." “1 think most'men would have done ■o," »ahl Winton. “You don't know who he is. He is Judge Davis' man. Nobody would dare to thwart Judge Davis The judge stands behind Mr. De Witt in every-! tiling." “Who is Judge Darla?" “The president of the Diamond Fields Syndicate. And the landdroat." “What’s that?” Winton asked. "The resident magistrate and judge. You see, Malopo is really a native protectorate. and there isn’t any legislature or law. •* Judge Darla can do anything he p eases. You are a stranger. aren't you? But you don’t speak like an Englishman.” “I'm an American, and I know nothing of this country,” answered Winton, "I unly landed a week ago. I came out to" —lie checked himself —“to take up a Halm in Malopo." They were bending dose toward each other. The creaking of the coach made their words Inaudible to the others, who. having discussed the amazing Incident to their satisfaction had settled down to »leep through tip> glare and heat and dust. Winton cast a glance toward Daddy Seaton. The old man. having assuaged hte thirst with plentiful gulps of whisky, wa* fast asleep In hte corner. “You have made a terrible blunder." •aid the girl earnestly. “You had better take the next coach back. Really, you bad better, because nobody can fight the judge, and Mr. De Witt is hte right-hand man.” “We'll see.” *aid Winton grimly. “Tn the mean time, won’t you tell me why —why he think* he can’insult you?” She smiled wearily. "In a frontier •ettlement women do not expect courtesies.” she answered. "On the contrary.” answered Winton. “I don't believe these men"—be looked round the coach—"would not protect you tn an emergency, unless—” He hesitated. He was getting Into deep water. The question wa* too personal. And Winton wasbeginning to suspect that the same fate which had broken old Seaton had somehow changed the course ot the girt** life, though she wa* not spiritless like her father. There wa* about her an Indefinable air of aloofness, as If ah* had been driven in upon herself, a* If some tragedy had robbed her of her right to happiness. And she had submitted to De Witt’* grossness as If it had been inevitable. The girt bent forward pee you don't understand." she said. "In our frontier towns there are only two classes of women, those that are ladle* and those that are—not. I am—aoL These men could tell you—" -IB De Witt think* he has any hold •ver your father—" Winton began. The girl placed her hand on hi* aleeve. "My father’s life 1* tn hi* haaM” «h* said oolemnly. “Be killed a man." Sb* looked at him In fear, and then, aa if resolving to trust him, continued: -He cameo of » food English family, you’ll hardly believe it—he wa* net an officer to the army. He got auto tronble and was dismissed. Then he settled down to the Colony. And then-thte happened, and it broke him and rotood Ma ltf«- When I can first . •• ■aa* wq®ftig*t» *li.

over the country. Father never stayed anywhere for more than six months. He had no friends oi his own class. He became coarse in bls speech like an uneducated tuan. And in time I discovered that lie lived in terror of Mr. De Witt. "Five years ago we were living in Johannesburg. Father is an expert native linguist, and he was compound manager of a mine there. We had a little home, and we were happy, and I thought our troubles were at an end. Then Mr. De Witt met father and forced him to do some crooked work for him In connection with some of his mining interests. After that we started on our travels again. “We went to Malopo with the first rush of prospectors and stayed there a year. Then Judge Davis was appointed landdrost by the government, and went there to form the syndicate We had known that Mr. De Witt was connected with him, and be appeared soon after. Father urged me to leave. But I was tired of wandering. I had a i<osltion in a hotel, and 1 thought father was safe after so lung a time. Father went away without telling me, and afterward 1 got a tetter from him in Rhodesia. Then Mr. De Witt went to' the United States, and I wrote to father to return, “For’a long time he would not, but at last he believed that Mr. De Witt was gone for good, and he arranged to come back to Malopo. Then, three weeks ago, Mr. De Witt returned. He knew me, and he—took a fancy to me. He promised me father should not be molested. 1 went to Taungs yesterday to meet father, and—you know the rest.’’ She shivered at the remembrances that came crowding in upon her. Winton remained silent for a few momenta. But an instinct made him turn his head, and, looking across the coach, he saw De Witt watching him and Sheila; and the hate and rage upon his face showed him that the tight of that day had been only the first round in their conflict. “I thank you very much for your confidence,” he said to Sheila. “I hope to be your friend in Malopo." She shistk her head in warning, and. leiiuiug back, closed her eyes. And they traveled on through the heat and dust, stopping only at the coach-stables, and eating indifferent meals of canned foods at wayside stores. AU day the coach roiled through the desert toward the distant hills that never seemed any nearer. Winton slept by snatches through a night that seemed unending, awakening at every bump and stopping, untU they came into Malopo in the cold duwn. CHAPTER 111 Nad Burns—Watchman. The coach deposited its half-frozen passengers in front of the office in the market square. “Miss Seaton, I’m going te help you and your father with your baggage.” said Winton. "And 1 hope to be of service in any way that is possible." He handed her his card. Then be became n« are that De Witt was standing cluse at his side and looking over bls shoulder. He turned angrily, and the man moved away. Had he read the name on It? It did not matter; but Winton would have preferred to maintain the advantage of being unknown, in view of the situation. He arranged to have his trunk held until he had found lodgings, and then, returning, found that Sheila and her father had quietly disappeared. The busy day had begun. The slanting beam* of the rising sun struck like shaft* of gold upon the post office, across the square, in which the encamped trans;>ort rider* were preparing breakfast at numerous fires built in the tiny space* between the wagons with their span* of longhorn*. Duat whirl* were dancing everywhere, breaking against the buildings and enveloping those who happened to be passing. The stores were opened, carts were driving bach from th* market, hawker* and peddlera were afoot with their wares. Malopo wa* about *s targe a* Taungs. but. being a boom town, and not a railroad one. had a cleaner and more prosperous aspect, though the old-clothes shops were almost as plenti- •

FIRST ENGLISH POET LAUREATE * :

Ben Jonson’s Eminent Service* ‘a Literature Caused James I to Honor Him. The announcement that England’s poet laureate, Robert Bridges, te to come to the University of Michigan as fellow of the creative arts prompts one to a study of the origin and history ot the English teureateshlp. It wa* because of hte eminent service* te literature tliat in 1616— awn* authorities say 161&—Jame* I granted to Ben Jonson letter* patent making him poet laureate. Cbarie* I had been king for five year* when to 1630 be issued new letters to Jonson, which for the first time made the laureatesnip a permanent institution. An institution. somewhat like the laureateship, calculated to encourage literature and develop the national language, te traced to the reign of Henry HL when a yearly salary of 100 *MIHugs was given to Henry D’Avranchea, y It vs •. I . -

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tul. Many or the brick houses were of two stories, and here and there was a business building of three or even four. Beyond the market square Winton could see a little, new suburb of neat cottages, with the beginning of gardens, beside a rivulet, dry now, but converted into a* torrent during th* short rainy season, large cisterns, holding and storing the single month’s rainfall during the remainder of the year, squatted upon the roofs. , < Beyond this suburb appeared a rising patch of desolate ground, rocky and scarred, out of which projected a succession of wooden superstructures*, resembling the scaffolding of Innumerable small houses that were destined never to be completed. This was the diamond ground. And Malopo ended a* unconventionally as it began. It sat like an excrescence upon the desert, which came up to its doors. On one side of the great sqdare Winton perceived the sign “Continental Hotel” hanging from the upper story of a fairly substantial building. He resolved to make this place his headquarters for the time being, and, discovering that he could have a room and board for a pound a day, be ordered his trunk sent there. He did not sign his name in the ink stained register, and the clerk seemed indifferent whether he did or not. This was an act of common prudence, ’•his opinion, although he had nothing on which to base suspicions against any one, except the single fact that De Witt had given his own name to the diamond. But Winton had discovered, during his single week in South Africa, that human nature was pretty much the same as among the flotsam of American mushroom towns. His room was one of a long row at the back of the hotel, the brick floor innocent of covering, - and the bed of sheets. But it was a refuge, and, after his trunk had arrived. Winton put gome important papers in his pocket, got rid of the stains of his journey, and went out on the porch, or stoep. He found the place packed with men who were eagerly discussing what Winton soon gathered to be a diamond theft. Hearing De Witt’s name mentioned. he unobtrusively joined the nearest of the groups. “It’s just some damned trick of the judge’s,” a man was saying. “Him and De Witt ar? thicker than thieves — which they are. God knows! The De Witt stone never was stolen.” "Where is It. then? ft was on exhibit at the Syndicate bank, and it ain’t there how.” “Locked away in the safe, Scotty." “I tell you |t’s stolen. And they won't say nothing nor admit nothing at the bank. Just let you draw your cou-

"To be denied fi' K’’ s the right to walk D dl 0,1 P dpemen t i'WmDv 1 ! 11 is-hard, sir.” elusions. Now, if It was a trick, why shouldn't the fSnk be spreading the story fur and wide?” “Why should De Witt want people to think his stone was stolen, if it ain't T' "God knows! Some scheme of the old judge’s.” “But the judge don’t own the Big . Malopo claim!" . "He will,” said a pock-marked man with a quiet emphasis. "Ever know i the syndicate to go after anything and not get It?” “Who in thunder does own Big Malopo?” ? ♦•American firm, ain’t It?” “I heard De*Wltt unloaded his shares on some bunch <ff fools in New York before the big stone was found, and ' now he's kicking himself.” The advent of a negro man, carrying 1 a sheaf of copies of the local paper, just from the press, checked the discussion. A staring head line announced the robbery of the big diamond. “Now. now, gentlemen, there are copies enough for ML" remonstrated the negro: and Winton, reaching for a paper, took to hte appearance with a glance of amusement. He w*» a young negro man. apparently to hte early tw**t>esz He waa dressed with a scrupulous attention that put the clothe* of the hotel vteltora to blush. A soft felt hat of dasallng whiteness sat upon hl* crisp locks Ills wrists showed two expanse* of snow-white cuffs that rivaled

pioneer laureate. But this is mere traeitHrb** * * ' '« UlllvU. When Jonsoa was reappointed poet laureate by Charles I the annual pension was Increased to £IOO and a butt of wine from the king's cellars. Before Jonson's time, however, t u ere were court poets who sang the praises of their sovereigns, who celebrated in lierole verse the victories which exalted the nation, and who were rewarded for their service* with pensions and emoluments.—Detroit News Origin of the Rlbaton Pippin. Each leading apple ba* its story, and on* may be given, that of the RibMon Pippin. For it we have to thank a diplomatist, who was mMte a baronet by Charles I. Sir Henry GoodriCke, who planted three “pips” sent him From iwrmaitcgr. at kwmokl xorawlra Two came to nothing, but the third flourished, and from it came ail the Blbston apple cress In England. k

th* brilliancy of hl* immaculate collar. A black tail-coat and waistcoat, gray trousers, pressed to the compressionlimit of the doth, and patent-leather shoes completed hl* attire. But hi* accent puzzled Winton. The tones that emanated from th* young man's throat were exactly those of the stiffest and most precise of gentlemen reared in the sacred atmosphere of an English university. "Is this news straight, Sam?” inquired one of >the duster, who were busy reading the account of the robbery. “The Chronicle is very strong on veracity, Mr. Elfridge,” replied the negro, hitching up his trousers at rhe knees before stooping in search of an elusive coin. “I bet Van Vorst is at the bottom of this,” remarked one of the group. Winton scanned his copy hastily. It was a four-page edition, in which Reuter cable dispatches, telegraphed and local news jostled advertisements promiscuously. The front page, which was devoted entirely to the account of the robbery, stated that the De Witt diamond had disappeared from the safe of the Syndicate bank at some time during the preceding night. The robber, who had .probably worked with a confederate, had somehow learned the combination of the lock, had opened the safe, taken the stone, and walked away with It. No suspicion rested upon any of the bank employees, in spite of tiie discovery of the combination. and the robber was undoubtedly one of the number of strangers in Malopo. Fortunately his discovery could be only a mutter of a short time since the police were carefully scrutinizing the outgoing coaches and. wagons. Winton folded up the sheet. “A story like that wouldn’t pass muster anywhere else,” he reflected. “I believe it is a trick, un’oss De Witt or one of the heads of the bank is responsible. And it’s my diamond —fourfifths of it!” The irony of the situation made him smile; and then he became aware of a smiling black face in close proximity to his own. “I don’t believe I received my tickey. sir.” said Sam. “Your what?” asked Winton. “Three pence, sir.” Winton, remembering the colloquial name of the unit of currency in the upcountry regions, produced a threepenny bit from his pocket and handed It to the “boy,” who thanked him courteously. “You are an American, sir?” he Inquired. “I am," said Winton. “And you, if 1 may inquire?” “Barbados bred, sir. Where they speak the purest English, sir. We are an altogether superior class to your own colored population, sir.” “Well, I’ve known some pretty decent colored people in my own country.’jMsaid Winton in amusement. “Possibly, sir. ; But you must recognize yiat our ancestors obtained their emancipation a generation before yourik sir. We have rid ourselves of our primal Instincts, sir.” “I'm glad to hear that," said Winton “By the way, where is this Big Malopo claim?" “Three miles out, sir. I shall be very pleased to show you the way if you plan to go there.” ‘Til be obliged, Sam. You’re not busy?" “No, sir. My literary labors begin at three this afternoon. We are a morning newspaper. This was an extra, and I have completed my round.” They strolled across the market square toward the suburb. Winton, amused and interested in his companion, drew .him out further. “Your literary labors, I take it. Sam. consist in selling the copies of the Chronicle?” he asked. “No, sir. lam subeditor. Indeed, if I may say so without offense, the style, not to say spelling, of our paper would be considerably ’off,’ as they say, without my services.” “And part of your duty consists in selling copies?” “Outside the office, sir, I am simply a negro,” said Sam. without any trace of bitterness. “I am a Stoic, and I recognize conditions. And yet it is hard. I emigrated to this country, sir, with the Idea of being of social j service among men of my race. I ‘ found myself a pariah. Perhaps you do not know, sir, that the chief justice of Trinidad was a colored man?" “No." said Winton. “But I'm glad to hear IL What do they do to you. Sam?” “They are unable to discriminate between the colored aboriginal population and the negro es culture.” said Sam. “I that in this Imperfect world certain prejudices as to color exist. I accept them. But for a British subject from a civilised land to be denied the right to walk on the pavement is hard, sir." “But there is no pavement." said Winton, bewildered. "Not at present, sir. But if there were a pavement. I should still be subject to th* disability imposed upon these raw savage*. In the same way the sale of alcoholic liquors te forbidden to me, sir.” “Oh, cheer up!” said Winton encouragingly. “Anybody can get a drink anywhere." “I am a teetotaler, air." responded Sam. “I was taking exception to th* principle, not to its application. Aa a colored British subject, 1 should not be subjected to laws passed for the disciplining of savages.” “They ought to be more discriminattag.” admitted Winton. “Thank you, sir,” said Sam warmly “7 hold that, when a man has shed hte primal instincts, that fact should be recognized." “You have no primal instincts?" “None, sir. that are peculiar to the Bantu race. I am a man like you, bui not • savage." “Not especially fond of chicken, Sam?" asked Winton; and then he regretted his speech, afraid that he had hurt hl* companion** feelings. . But Sam took the word* with hte customary smil*o“Th*y*r* going to wind up and II ■n too Big Malopo owe to th* If || li ■■v i rag

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What We Forget f Between r 15 and 50 Schools teach, and nearly every home applies the rule against coffee and tea for children. When middle age comes, a great many people remember the facts about the caffeine drug of coffee and tea, and how its regular use may disturb health. Often they have cause to remember what it has done to them. How much better it would be not to forget—and avoid the penalties! Postum is a pure cereal beverage—delightful, and safe for any age—at any time. Good for breakfast at home, for all the family; good for lunch at the club or restaurant; good with the owning meal; good with a late night dinner—good on any occasion- Postum satisfies, and it never harms. Why not be friendly with health, c/Z the time? Postum for Health “There’s a Reason” two Im* fc’Strtfsss ssltewis boding water. Poatum Cereal few (to packages] far these who prefer ths flavor taught cut The cow of sitkar fam to about our half cast a cup. ■II let

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