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The Lord of Thunder Gate

BUYING A WIFE SYNOPSIS.—In a low drinking place in the Japanese town of Mitaglrl, Kayama. dissolute son of the wealthy Aochl. Lord of the Thunder Gate, boasts of a girl he is to purchase (with gold stolen from his father). Following a fight in the place, a drunken white man. speaking perfect Japanese. is left unconscious. Kayama. dreading his father’s anger, sees away of escape. He changes clothes with the unconscious white man (to whom he bears a • remarkable resemblance), leaving a note in the garments promising him food, shelter and money if he will impersonate him (Kayama) for a time. Leaving. Kayama is robbed and slain. The white man. as Kayama, Is taken, unconscious, to the house of Aochl. His name Is Robert Wells. Wells (who was born and passed his childhood In Japan) awakes bewildered. but to familiar scenes, ’in Aochl’s house. Aochl, almost sightless from age. does not perceive the deception. He had determined his unworthy son should be put to death, but Wells’ deportment leads him to think a reformation Is possible.

CHAPTER ll—Continued. As they walked down the Wells was thinking as quickly as his muddied head would permit. Whnt had Misako called him? Kayama! What had this servant called him? Kayama. That thing he'd seen—or had he dreamed It?—last night; that god. The thunder god. The god of Kayama's house, of which his nurse had so often told him In his baby days. He . . . confound it, he’d see it through, for a time, anyhow. A curious look of malignant hatred and incredulous, pleased surprise was on Aochl’s face. Wells saw that the old Japanese’s eyesight must be failing. for he constantly screwed up his eyebrows ns If to peer more closely. “Is it true that you chastised Itoia, the inn keeper?" Wells bowed. "That is the truth—my father." "Where," the old man asked grimly, “Is the gold?" “Gold?" “Gold! A bag of it. Come, where Is it hiddenr "I have no gold, father." This Aochl pondered over. He considered the matter long, so long that ' finally his aged mind shifted and his I face lit up. “Os what were we talk- ! Ing? I rememt<er. of Itoia. Ael! I j would have seen it. My servant told i me. Your open hand was like the i lightning. It closed as It struck. ■ Itoia’s eyes {/linked. He descended to j the floor. That trick you must have teamed in another country. Kayama. I It is well that you learned something ! good. I had fenrs of that trip. I have not liked your speech. It is just a trifl- halting. It is not so crisp as it I Should be.” He' scratched his head. “Come closer, son. It would seem that your arm is bigger than It has been, but the men of our house are powerful men. Kayama." lie pressed Wells' bandaged arm. and the white man winced. ImmedlI ately Aochl’s expression changed. You are ashametj,” he announced, j “Aeil misfortune to my house! that ■ such a thing should occur. To he ’ chased to my very gate by the hus- { mind of a rice picker. To have barI tered with him for l»er lost honor. rather than take a knife ... to haggle over the payment, over a single gold | ple»-e ... to fear to fight, thus suffering"—he pinched the arm again—"a broken arm anti”—forefinger probing —•’this cut above your eye. £nd yet the Inn keeper was n stronger man ... I do not understand it, Kayama. And I am tired from s<. much talk." Wells smiled. “Perhapa I have been reincarnated, my father. Think that this is a . . . wiser, different son returned to you. by the foodnun of the pals. That the troublesoiue fellow who was Kayama Is gone.” Aochl reached a clawllke hand toward Wells and o|»ened the neck of the kimono. “Aei he cackled. "There Is the lightning mark. It seems more red. Angry. Let us say that a miracle has l»een brought about. That the gods have given yon sense." From behind him he drew a long swonl: Wells saw the lions of Shinto which awnnned the sheath and surrwled about the exquisite hilt “Thia." Aochl lifted the blade, "awiiited you. Kuyania. Now the old son la gone, a thing of the past" (Indeed a body was floating down the river that runs past the Inn of the Pale Pearl, to rest nt last upon a shelving bank of mud) “and the honor of my house is thus appeased. 1 grow forgetful, Kayama.* "You should rest, father." "That is true. I have not slept I will retire for rest and devotion. I am very tired 1 .” At the door he paused. “Also very hnppy in my new son." he added, ami went off pleased with his conceit. They found him. just before the hour for the noonday meal, prostrate before the houselxfid shrine, his wrinkled face smiling. Aochl had completed ihe last stage of the ceaseless journey. Telling Wells, between muffled walls and cries, each member of the household made obeisance to the new Lord of the Thunder Gate, KayamaSan. Wells’ head whirled. Old stories dashed through his mind; the tales of Misako, the nurse. He marshaled them as best he could Into an orderly array. This, obviously, was no time for confession—to whom. Indeed, should he explain the tale, and who would believe? He had been accepted as Kayama by the head of the house. He » . . he was Kayama . . . for a bit, anyhow. He crossed the floor slowly, returning with a naked sword, which be laid across the dead man’s arms, to keep away evil spirits. Tapers were lit. incense curled in the hot close air of the room. Servants bld away the household shrineA Finally a screen, green, covered with flying herons of gray, was placed about the body, and Kayama returned to bls room.

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The ancient servant maid awaited him. “I was a season older than the lord,” she greeted Wells. “The willow has outlived the pine." She bustled about with many unneedful steps, preparlug white garments for Wells to don. “I saw Aochl-San’s father die. I have seen Aochl-San die. Who knows but that you yourself might be stricken? See to it" —she waggled a finger at him —“that a little son trot about this house. Kayama-San.” She held up a white, unembroidered kimono for him. Wells dropped the blue kimono he had been wearing to the floor. The bit of paper feli with It, fluttered: he stooped, seeing writing thereon. “Kead, while I compose myself,” he asked the woman. “It is doubtless of no importance. I do not know from whence It came.” “My eyes are old; Lord. If It be nothing. I will burn IT In the brazier." Wells glimpsed the characters for “Kayama." picked up the paper and read slowly. Slowly, and with dawning comprehension. “The swine," he said aloud In English. "Poor old Aochl! He's happier that I did happen along. Wonder when the beggar will show up again. What a mess!” "Foreign words, Kayama-San, on the day you should be thinking of the many virtues of your departed father." the servant chided. “You have on the white robe. The priests will be waiting." The great bell of the Rokume temple was already reverberating slowly and regularly, punctuating Wells’ wonder of this unreal situation. Peal after peal of the great bronze bell shook through the house of the Thunder Gate. Wells took his place in the procession that had already formed at the gate of the house. All were whitehooded, and robed in white from head to foot. There were no relatives, only the men and women servants of the house, the leading priest, ringing a tinny oetl. and Kayama . . . Wells. The whole affair was dreamlike to him. Shadowy. Impressions only, yet unimpressed. Eyes centered on Wells. Slowly, trying to remember everything that Misako had told him of (for she had been at this very temple many times, she had said), he rose, bowed low. lit an Incense stick and stuck it in a bronze vase at Aochl’s feet. He recited. clearly, the \kords of Perfume for the departed. These he had heard and angered his father by reflating, when he was a child. Members of the household followed him, each thrusting a blazing, fuming bit of incense Into the bowl, that Aochl might be wafted away quickly and s.je’ v. Voices br<ikv. Aochl had. been a noble, kind lord. If stern and strict. Who could say what Kayama would be? Many a prayer was muttered for the new lord, that the gods give him wisdom. “Your devotion is pleasing so us." the head priest Informed Wells. “We feared that your Journeys In the seiyojtn country might cause you to forget. . . "There will be gold brought to the temple.” Wtdls said, remembering. “Gold Is not a covering for devotion. You will"—smiling slyly—“bring the gold yourself. Kayama-San? Yqu remember the price?" “It will be ample, honorable priest.” "Ample! The price Is fixed.”’ “None shall complain of the generosity of the laird of the Thunder Gate,” Wells said, provoked by the insistence of the other. The priest looked nt him curiously. ’’You did not sneak of generosity before. Kayama-San. . You would have offered . . . more gold . . . for the maid." Then, suddenly: “Surely you have not forgot our bargain? The maid Is ready for y>>u. upon payment •>f the si roIN of gold. When will you come for her?’ Wells considered this. A bargain had apparently been made between Kayama and the temple folk. He'd • arry It out. An additional servant more or less—what did It matter? He knew that she would be well versed (for whnt Japanese maid is not?) in the needful duties. It would, also, be safer to be waited upon by some one unnixiualnted with Kayama. For, some time, somehow, his masquerade might totter, and the mask slip. . . . “Today I devote to contemplation of my departed father's many virtues, that I profit by them. I will come tomorrow." “With the six rolls of gold. KavtmnSanr "I will bring them." 1 CHAPTER 111 “It is the hour for bathing.” servant told Kayama. when he returned. "I am tired." Wells feared that this would not satisfy her. She, however, wrought a volume to him. “Compose yourself, then. Kaya ma-San. Here Is the First Bonk, in

Tiny Republic Admitted to United States in ’34

Indian Stream republic existed with* in the present boundaries of the United States. Charles Parker of River Falls, XVIs., a former lieutenant governor of the state, was a boy tn the tiny domain ruled by his father. The republic endured more than a decade, successfully defying both the United States and Great Britain—an Independent nation, with politicians, militia. civil rights and taxes. In 1783, when Great Britain and the thirteen colonies signed the treaty that created a new nation, they forgff a little valley tucked away In the New Hampshire hills. In 1820 a handful of settlers In the valley woke up to the fact that they were in no man’s land. They were not Americans. They were not Canadians. Then Canada interpreted the treaty of 1783 to in-

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It —so I have heard—ls written that to the young should come the young. I am old. There should be a gayer maid waiting upon you. She would drive the sorrow from your etes Tell me. Lord, does not young blood course, tn your veins?" Wells smiled. “I go to the temple tomorrow, little mother. It seems that I am to buy a maid there.” “Those priests! Much gold you will pay." Her hands fluttered. “It will be good to__have a maid in the bouse again. And a babe." Wells thvught in excellent American. “A fat chance," he was thinking. “Your maid will pray each night that she be given a man-son,” mumbled on the servant. “1 will see to it that she protect your comforts, that each wish, even thoughts unuttered, be fulfilled.” Wells shivered. Why hadn't some .one Instructed—or didn't American mothers do such things?—Alberta? Had she evgr, during their engagement, considered anything . . and hadn’t she been among the first to condemn him . . . unheard? With a start he remembered her beauty, only to’find that he considered It as impersonal as a painting. Footsteps in the hall aroused him. A priest, shaved of head, a comfortably plump fellow, bowed as he shuffled into the room. He refused the offered cup of tea. Intimating by gestures that he wished to speak to Wells tn private. “The abbot has sent me.” he whispered hoarsely. “There are missionaries In the next village. They will view the temple. They have prying eyes. The abbot wishes you to come for the maid.” “I am deep In devotion, honorable priest.” “You will find comfort In your sorrow. Be sure to warn your servants to be silent until the seiyo-jin depart. The matter is important. Be sure to bring the gold.” Why not? Wells thought. Better get it over with. He clapped h’s hand.**, giving orders: he was bringing a maid to the household. Let none mention it. (Why did the priest say that?) Prepare for her. The serving-woman hurried fnr a gay robe. Funerals were forgotten. Weils was soon ready, and accompanied the priest. Already Wells saw the problems attendant upon buying a maid. He must tel! her that she found no favor in his eyes—which would be difficult in view of the fact that he had bought her. How could he tell her? The jangle of little bells announced the first prayer hour as he entered the temple yard. Heavy hangings to the left of the idol were brushed aside, and the eldest priest entered. “It has been decreed,” he said gravely, “that temple-maids may be sold but only as wives. Later they may be relegated to a lesser position. Bu| each must be properly married. Is this satisfactory, Kayama-San?" Without permitting Wells to answer (and was already thinking of lhe form’of ,his protest, having his own ideas as to the binding of marriage ceremonies), he droned immediately into the ritual, as< is proper, for the bridegroom must not see the woman until they are actually married. Complete, he told the shocked Wells he had a favor to ask. “The priests have never seen such a woman, Ka-yama-San. Is it permitted that they gaze upon such beauty, that they might remember it?” What difference? W’ells nodded assent. Wells saw a second’s byplay, just as the curtain parted, that was not intended to be seen: the trembling hands of a priest touching bright hair: the twisting-of it woman’s figure as if to offer combat, then the drooping of a hopeless head. «■ “Good ’” he heard the priest say. “Keep your eyes discreetly to the floor. Wallj. slowly." ami with guiding hand he led the girl into the room. Fascinated. Wells' eyes held to the weirdness of the picture, to this rose in a Satsuma bowl. The priest was willing that this moment of awe, of e\n«Hiat!on, be protracted, and. as was natural, the first upward sweep of the girl's eyes caught and held the one bright spot in the room. Welle’ brilliant robes. The maid says she is all white and begs his forbearance. Can you imagine how she come* to be a slave of the priests? (TO BE CONTINCKD.) Innocent and Guilty “Did you tell the sheriff he might *ho<u st a fleeing robber?” “Yep," replied Cactus Joe. “The city council decided that he could shoot so's to scare him. bein' careful at the same time not to hit him.” “That's a humane idea." "Bui It ain’t workin* out. In a crowded street the robber’s the only one that’s perfectly safe." —Washington Evening Star.

elude tin* territory In British domain America promptly nald It belonged to her. Then along came Luther Parker. adventurer and trader, who organized the aettlera and set up a government of which he naturally waa elected head. The little valley government at once drew the fire of both Canada and the United States. Matters came to a head In 1834 when a group of Canadian sympathisers ambushed Parker one night and carried him across the border. The trumped up charge against him was soon dismissed and Parker returned to Indian Stream. He circulated petitions asking admission into the state of New Hampshire on behalf of the republic. Parker went westward, and was the first white settler where Milwaukee now stands. —Detroit News.

MARY GRWAM BONNER. , ■ coMMMt t> vtitutH MmMn*

CHERRIES Some time before the cherry trees had been in blooth with their beautiful blossoms.

They had worn these costumes in honor of Mistress Springtime. For you know how all of Mistress S p r i n g t i m e’s friends want to dress their prettiest for her. The trees all dress up so prettily and the flowers peep up above the ground and the birds sing and smooth their gay feathers and every one of them seems to be saying:

The Peaches Were Ripe.

“I’ve got on my best for you, Mistress . Springtime, ah yes, my very best.” But now the fruit was coming out i upon the trees. And in some places i it had come out earlier. The apples were small but some of I them were quite good. j Others, of course, wern’t ripe and were not ready to be picked tliough if I anyone wanted to feel a bit sick they . would help make them feel that way. The apples were always a little naughty before they were ripe and not so considerate of people as they might ! have been. But then they always said that if I people wanted them in such a hurry they must not expect the apples to behave their very best. They weren't ready with their best behavior, they said. The peaches were ripe and were so good. They were juicy and delii clous and everyone was enjoying them. But still little Maggie loved the I cherries best of all. She had cherries right on her own trees. There were some wild cherry | trees, too, with rather bitter little ; cherries upon them, but these the robins ate. ' Maggie was delighted to see the j robins fill their little tummies upon the bitter cherries because she liked the others better. There were almost as many pits around where Maggie was as there : were around where the robins ate! i But the cherries were delighted. | They were as juicy and tasty ns could be and they liked to be at their very best. They wanted to be enjoyed in their own cherry fashion and they were just as delicious as could be. For when Maggie was asleep and when her family were asleep the ! cherries sang their little song of summer. Maggie’s family loved cherries, too, but not as Maggie did, so It was to Maggie the cherries on the cherry tree I sang their song: “Cherries, we are cherries. And we grow the best we can.

We try to be our Ijuciest For robin, child and man. “Cherries, we are cherries. We once were only flowers But that was long ago. Oh weeks, and days and hours. I ‘•Cherries, we are cherries. i To Maggie we sing this song. May she always ‘ Jove our sweetness. And for ehtrrles may she long.

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Appalling Problem Confronts Americans, Life Tables Show

Average health span extends only from age 18 to age 31 —Earning power dwindles rapidly after 40

HriUtb—pbysteal freedom and full vigor—end* at age 31 for the average person. Maxumun usefulness ends at 40. These facts, shown by the United States Life Tables, 1920, form the most appalling problem every human being has to face! What are the years after 40 going to mean to you? Will they be worth living? Cm you earn your way during those years? Not if you are “the average individuaL” What sort of person is "the average individual” in America? He works hard. He eats unwisely. He loads his body with drug stimulants, which appear'to give energy, but actually borrow thia energy from his own reserve. Age 31—and he begins to slip. The reserve strength which his body sought to store up against these later years, * has bit by bit been robbed. Age 40— he suffers loss of income. Age 50— what? Remember the simple laws of health which everyone learned in school. Avoid stimulanta. Avoid the sleepless hours, upset digestion, warning headaches, taut nerves and muddy complexions which so often accompany the use of the drug caffein. Caffein is classified as a poison. Like strychnin, it is sometimes given by doctors in cases of heart failure. The average cup of coffee contains the usual dose of caffein administered in such cases- The alarming foolishness of taking this poison regularly into the system is borne out by the frightful limitation of health and usefulness as eompared with the length of hf ft.

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