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CHAPTER X—Continued. "What is your desire regarding this man ? Until your honorable word Is received, we will keep this Robert Wells—” Wells grinned as be painted the characters, “In that condition which we found him." He closed the letter briefly. “Should you express the wish that ho be returned to you. I will pray that the spirit of the Wind follow after him. quickening his flight" • • •g • • • • Randeraon listened to the interpreter’s literal translation. It was not so clear to him as Wells had Imagined. “What does It actually mean?” be asked abruptly. "Letter say ‘Man dead. Have got body. You want ?’ ’* the Interpreter iisixd. Then Sanderson knew that he had understood the flowery phrases, but *a« hoping, hoping that there was a mistake —be had always Insisted that Bob was alive, and would soon say where he was, and return to his senses —and come home. He bowed his head to the table, and sobs racked him. He made no pretense of concealing his emotions. SanI dersou, suddenly, looked older; his | body seemed shriveled, the veins of I hla hands became more prominent Alberta cried over it also, then said, ' very soberly, “We must all —try to forget. dear. Perhaps It’s better so." . "You forget easily," Sanderson thought bitterly, but said nothing. And he saw that the letter was ImmediateI ly answered by a cable asking that the t l«ody be shipped at once, together with • any information concerning Rol>ert Wells—how he had lived, and the manner of his dying. With a touch of Intent affection tempered through knowledge that the return of the body would be distressing to them all. Alberta wished that It could have remained In Japan. Bob would have wanted that, she thought. Both of them found the answer from Kayama amaxing. “Having other business In America, am bringing body an«l Information myself." the cable read. Wells was actually ready to depart. The household had been working feverishly for the voyage. He purposely omitted the name of the tteamer, ■ intending to wire after he sailed. Thus Williams was not Informed by Alberta, I as ha would have been, that what reI malned of Itobert Wells was returning , by the same steamer as he himself. — CHAPTER XI Wells watched the klmonoed figure iof Ellen In the pooled garden. He was unable to avoid comparison with i Alberta. She had been handsome, Al- | berta. He had thought her melting with love; st>e had l»een ciphering a price, hiding herself spiderwise In a golden mesh. She had been as splendidly colored as a ripe nectarine, as sumptuous as a cat. Had she been as sly? Alberta Hayward had been a friend of William*. A friend? Walls' ; eyes had a critical blink. The forenoon with Furukawa the banker had droned on without Inter- : ruptiun. The figures were uninteresting. “It Is satisfactory." Wells said at ; last. "Send specie to your bank tn ■ America for me. For the care of the eat ate. I trust vou." Fnrakawa contemplated the kakemono of the Four Fishermen before replying. "As you command. Kayama." he Mid slowly. "When will you return to Japaa?** “In a day—or a week—or months. I do not know.** Wells replied. Furakawa fingered the tassel which ended the cord that bound the sabaton. “And—ls an accident befell you, Kayama? We hankers must consider every contingency," be added apologetically. "It la a tradition In the house.” Wells had reed this. In going over ancient documenta, "that should the family be left without Issue, all land and rrArney la to ba given to the state Except sums for the older servant*— It is all In the private papers, Fumka-e-a-Ran. You could find It if necessary." "1 will make many devotions that no misfortunt overtake you. Lord." Fumkawa said. Then, doubtfully, as If worried at the reception of the remark. "Do you know. Kayama-Saa. that there are—those who wish to see potiF "I hoped that the august missionaries would depart, being made to wait ao long. Tea, Farakawa. I know. When you are gone. 1 will rest a moment. and then permit them to apeak with me." Furakawa understood. "I leave, Kayama-Saa. Too have everything: the ticket*, the gold? I wteh you a pleasant journey." Welis settled back cm the cushion tn content He had taken the jump. Be eras not afraid of the mlaatanariea. He could follow their train of thought before It was uttered. He rather rejoiced ia the opportunity of this matching of wita. Where, he considered, had they beea when the girt was to the temple? Now that ahe was mfo, they eama a-busclag: would go as they camethetatpendlag •ffW’*- AafoalnMuJ two wmnen were brought to hla room, WtUi could hear wetted Maatag la the ii-a liWrn « A©- - IttA UNI WWO .«■

I The angular woman stepped forward first. Sbe was very composed. It i was to be seqn that she had thought i out her line of action. t "What Is your name, womanF Wells said abruptly In English. » "My name Is of no importance. Our i mission is well known In Japan.**' r Many ears were listening. Here was where the Lord of the Thunder Gate t arose with his swords in his hands, t Welis thought with a chuckle. r “Yoer name,” thundered Wells, "by the face of Jixo !** "Mabel Carey," ahe was surprised - Into saying. > , "What do you want?" "My heart tells me that you are s committing a sin In retaining this poor white glri." I “Yoh!” said Well* and puckered up r his face. "How do you know?” "I can feel it, deep down in my I heart” I “It is Insufficient proof.” Wells said, i "Now for the fat one. What do you t want, little man?" ' The man had come under protest. 1 He was—he proclaimed to Miss Carey —no orator. He disliked his task. It I “No," Ellen Said. “I Belong to Ka-yama-San— He Bought Me.** might antagonize the Japanese. It was dlstincly out of their line—a Eurasian girl, even if mission-educated. They did not even know if the girl ' were of the faith. Miss Qarey bad been adamant. 1 “The girl,” he said. •We win ask her to choose." Miss Carey shook off the fingers of ' her epmphnton. “You will terrify her. ' Influence her. I know you. I’ve beard ' of you, you scalawag, you scapegoat 1 you." 1 “Words. Scalawag. Scapegoat. Ho I ‘ Silence, wag-tongue, goatface." As Ellen entered, Wells* eyes became bright, bls color noticeably ' higher. She looked at him gravely for an instant; her eyelids fluttered under i the scrutiny of ti>e three. "Put your hand on your heart. How does It feel I" J “Ij jumps, Kayama San." "Does it tell you that you are a sinner. child?" very paternally. “No." •Queer. It should burn your band. If-" ‘ Miss Carey stepped to the girl’s aide. ’ She oosed superiority and duty strangely blended. “If they take Ellen I’ll he In a deuce of a fix," thought <Vell*. "They’d 1 never|»ln the world give her up again * If I came back to Japan—ls I could . even find her." He was half—more ’ than half—of the decision to announce abruptly that thia was hla wife: that he bad her and proposed keeping her. * But—he might wait a moment more • before deciding. > "Come, broken blossom," sniffed I Mlns Carey. She was proud of her Oriental phraseology. "Como, cry ■ ujh»u my bosom"—she was of 'that • vintage when bosoms were still spoken • of—“and we will go. far. far from this den of iniquity." t “The girt’s good." Welts thought. * saying aloud that his honorable bousr i was not to be maligned. Ellen looked from the woman to

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For many year* the delicious bosh 1 nut «f Australia, known variously as the Australian. Queensland and polar nut. baa baffled horticulturist*. It had > a rare and delicate flavor, was a food I for an epicure, but it* shell was about the hardest known to mankind. 1 The six* of a small pigeon’s egg. ' brown and shiny, one might jump on * it and hammer it with one’s heel without leaving the faintest impression save on the beet Something tn’ the nature of a blacksmith’s hammer and > anvil was required to smash the shell. After years of disappointing experis meats In various parts of the world official word cornea that J. & Waldron, > who Uvea on the south coast of New . South Wales, ha* produced a thinshelled bush nut. Several plant generattoas have demonstrated th* sue- , case of the now nut. according to the Queensland govmmrdbnt botaniat and

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Wells. Wells examined Uie umtttng with feigned interest. The missionary, took it for Indecision. “‘Forget the idols, which will perish and be thrown to bats and moles,’" sbe quoted with unction. "You belong with us. Come. Rest your weary head. You belong with us." . “No,” Ellen said. “1 belong to Ka-yama-San. He bought me.” Nor coubt sbe be moved from that position. In her room, she alternately was satisfied with and afraid of her decision, if—her cheeks were hot with the idea —if Kayama were only—not Kayama. He was so good. When she bad entered the room of the conference, she had seen in bls eyes that which caused her own to droop. No, she had imagined It Wells was no nearer to his decision. He smoked pipe after pipe of allky tobacco, the tap-tap-tap of the emptied bowl sounding every two or three minutes as the tiny contents were dropped into the brazier of coals. He clapped his hands. “Bring me my wife,” he said to Hlsn, the oldest maidservant “She shall eht with me here.” "You have forgotten?” “I am very tired, Hlsu. My mind l« occupied with grave affairs. What Is It that I should remember I" "Ael! that you should forget I Tot saw it first with me. Kayama-San Mlsako was with us. I was young then, but I dreamed of the day wbec you and your bride might see ths Blossoming-of-the-Trees together, evejt as I did . . . the perfume in the air . . .” She smiled, heavy with remembrance. "I had forgotten, little mother. I am delighted that you have been my reminder. Yes. I will go, I and my bride. Yes, I will go. Assuredly I will go. I have been awaiting It anxiously.” H« had never heard of It before. “Good! Excellent! I knew It! 1 have told those whisperers it was for thia you waited.” "Waited r t "Before ... it is said ... I dare not repeat idle gossip.” “You are as my mother, Hlsu. You should have no secrets from me.” “Well—do not be offended. Lord—l cannot say It." “ ‘An unspoken thought is dangerous.’ " “The new wife . . . her robes and sleeping-quilts and head-rest . . . they are never in . . . your room . . . there! you know. Idle gossip. I beat the maid who spoke of it.” Wells was silenL “I knew, however, being of mature years, that you were waiting for the festival. I knew that your honorable father did likewise. I think that It was when he bought a maid ... I do not remember where from . . .” She seemed so earnest in this that Wells grinned. “That is it, Hisu,’’ he agreed. “I was . . . waiting.” He wondered If this might be a sign. “It Is sad that I did not speak before," she lamented. “All of the people of the village will wonder that you did not bathe, as the lords do, at the village hot-spring"—Wells shivered —"but there is no longer time. I will see that O-Hana is arrayed as is fitting . »*| Ellen was quickly prepared: a new comb or so, a white underkimono, tab! of heavy, double-woven silk Instead of the usual cotton sock, an overklmono of dull color, but with countless starstuddings of bright yellow flowers. She had no greeting for him. save the low obeisance, and did not speak until the servant had left Then, with quick breath: “Have you .. . will you take me with yon?" Very slowly: "Do you wish to goF “I am afraid. I fear. It Is so quiet here. And I am learning Japanese so easily. ... I do not know what might happen In America—?* Nor did Wells. Here was a double sign. She wanted to stay! Even, so he argued, even with the knowledge that he would return. Wells was not to be blamed that his first ascertainable emotion after the long indecision was one of wildest i exultation at the prospect Wisps of doubt did float across bls alluring picture, but he put them away at once. The vision of Ellen in the garden, of him touching her hair with his lipa, bending over her, kissing her upturned face ... It was too much to resist. He never took hla eyes off her. She would stay here—caged. He wondered If one might prison such a gossamer thing; yet Chance had done it. Why not he? She would he the household goddess, in time celebrated In the annals of the family. He closed his eyes, yer had her full in vision all the time. “When you are In America you might be able to discover If 1 have any one who ia related to me. and then I could go—" Wells’ eyes darkened. The wind blew differently now. “I have not decided. I will deride—later." More quickly: "If you are ready. O-Hana. we shall leave the house. There Is a great festival . . . and we are expected to go. it Is diapleasing to me. I do not like such frothy affaire. But It is nevertheless necessary." "is It displeasing because me? That yon dislike my . . . bring wl(h you?” Thoughtfully, “1 am much trouble to you. Kayama-San.” (TO BE CONTINUaUXt

the director of fruit culture, who ini apected the Waldron farm. , The made-over bush nut Is said to I retain the flavor and the Indestructible shell has been replaced by one that may be opened with reasonable facility.—Detroit News. ImpoastbZ* “So that’s the baby, ebr -That’s the baby." “Well. I hope you will bring it up to be a conscientious, God fearing man." “I’m afraid that will be rather difficult." “Pihtv! As the twig ts bent th* tree Is inclined." “I know, but thia twig is bent on Ming a girt." Beware of people who apologia* every time they do yon *J*

Daddyslvening fcuyTaW&b Hilary ' u - MR. RAT J Mr. Rat straightened his whiskers and decided he would take a run.

“It’s a nice evening for a run," bk said. “1 shall go through these walls here and then get through the little hole I have made and get into the people's kitchen. “It’s quite true they never invited’ me to come and pay them a visit. ‘That is why I shall go when I

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*— think they have Mr. Rat Straight- t h e kitchen, ened His Whis- a rat waited * <<rs - for an invitation from people a rat would be kept waithjgjklong time. have often thought to my rat self that It is rude of them not to send me Invitations. “Sometimes Tve heard one of the children speaking to some little friend, and they have said: "’Wait and we shall ask Mother if you can stay for supper.’ "And they have asked their mother and the mother has said yes and the little friend has stayed for supper. j “But they never say: “‘Mamina, may we have Mr. Rat here this evening and offer him some ; good food?’ a “No, they never say that “Oh. well, I don’t let It hurt my feelings. As I’ve said before, and as i my family have all said. If we let our I feelings be hurt we wouldn’t have ! much of a time. “For no one says anything particularly nice about us. We aren't very clean, or anything like that, and we do ; pick up the food around and make a great deal of noise and trouble. “Still, there are no Rat schools and ’ rats never learn any better—their mothers don’t bother to teach them manners, either. “I do believe I will have something to eat tonight. 1 think I smelled nice 1 [ Johnny-cake a-cooking. “I shall start out very soon.” So once more Mr. Rat straightened his whiskers and decided he would wait no longer. He ran along the walls, or rather between the walls, and the family said: “Oh, dear, there are rats around. Isn’t that dreadfulF Mr. Raukept quiet for a while now, but pretty soon he hurried along again, j He passed over wires which had ; been put in the house at one time and which now were not in use. As he passed them and hurried over them it almost sounded as though Mr. Rat were playing a wire solo on his : own particular kind of violin. Mr. Rat went through the hole and into the kitchen. No one was around. Ah, he saw the johnny-cake. It was on the stove, on the upper oven, and the stove was quite cool. It was a gas stove, though Mr. Rat didn’t know one tn mi another. The Johnny-cake was still a little i warm, but not too hot to eaL Mr. Rat jumped and ran right over ; to the cake, and then he had a feast. If he had been told that johnny-cake had been made as a special treat for i the next day It would have made no difference to him. i But then he heard people coming. i Oh, well, he had had a fine feast. In hurrying away he turned on one | of the gas jets of the stove with his foot. The people came into the kitchen. Mr. Rat had just escaped into his hole.

"Oh, look at the johnny- cake!" they cried. “It has been partly j eaten and nibbled ■ at. and It is all broken up into crumbs and l<x>ks dreadful, and it did look so good!” They were very sad about It. Then some one smelt gas. Tt ean’t be.” the mother of the family said, “for I never forget to

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turn out the gas ** r - Rat Went I when I’m through Through the . cooking. I’m very. Hole. I very careful about that." But they looked, and one of the gas : jets bad been turned on and the gas was escaping, and it was lucky they bad seen It in time. Then they knew that the rat was the guilty one. And they laid a trap for the ret. for he was > both a thief and a dangerous characI ter. ■ A New DuetM Naughty little Jimmy had been eating green apples, so his mother had to ‘ cal! in the doctor. “Now, my little man,” said the kind doctor, “tell roe what you think is the matter with you." “It’s like this, doctor." answered Jimmy from his bed of sickness, “you know bow you feel when you don’t know how you feel I Well, that's how I feel." Practical Definition “What’s a dilemma?” asked on* small boy. “Well.” replied the other, "if your hither says he’ll whip you if you don't let your mother cut your hair, that’s a dilemma." * Isn’t It Mysterious? “Speaking of telephones,’’ says th* Albany Herald, “here's something else to wonder about: Why are the wrong numbers never busy?”—Boston Transcript*

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