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UnzLe CX Saif6s That Is Perfection Perfection does not consist in doing singular things; but it does consist in doing common things singularly well. Always be sure year friends can grant the favor before yea ask ft; then there won’t be the pain and embarrassment of refusal. Admitting our faults is half way to correcting them; but the laziest half. Those That Tried Failures are facts that prove a n.an has at least actually tried to be successful. The sophisticated person finds little to enjoy. Everything Is old to him. A man who knows that his hardships made the best part of his character may not want his son to have hardships. Everyone remembers what a great man says. So much the worse for his reputation for consistency. Poise is something that keeps one from speaking too suddenly. Don't Live for Less Never allow yourself to live for anything less than your highest ideal. If you do, you will deteriorate. We always feel great admiration for those clever people who can mend something when we break it. AH friendships between men are based on the fact that the two are somehow happy In each other's company. If you want to make your friend happy instead of seeking to have him make you happy, that's the true gold. No two men are exactly alike; and universal democracy can't overcome it. Self-expression to seldom as beautiful as self-control. Sum total of knowledge gained from century to century makes men wiser; and that’s about all. Making the Barber Feel Right at Home "Steak and spuds.'* rasped out the famished customer. "Yes, sir," said the waiter, "and bow about lamb chops and peas?" "No, I want steak." "How about some nice beef?” "No; steak," said the customer. "Crab salad, or perhaps our pork pie?" smiled the other. "I ordered steak—” Just, then the manager intervened. "What is all this nonsense, waiter?" he asked. "1 distinctly heard this gentleman say steak." "That's all right, sir," replied the waiter. "He’s my barber.”— Everybody's.

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CHAPTER IX—Continued "You? . . . What more do you want, Mr. O'Mara? And at this time in the evening?” “It bad to be tonight.” said Cathal. "Wbat had to be tonight r “to she—has she rejlred, Mrs. GienritbF “Yes.” Then he heard her voice from above. •Tve not. Mother. Tell him I’m coming down." "No!” her mother said; and to Cathal: “Please, please go away.” *1 want to speak to him. Mother.” and she went past her mother and out “I've asked him to go away.” “1 ask him not to." “1 can't have him with you tn my bouse.” her mother said. “We needn’t go In. I’d rather not; it’s—cooler out here," Agnes said. .“I need to talk to him. Then I’ll come ln. “Both of you come In." her mother invited unwillingly. Agnes turned. “We'll go through the bouse." she yielded, “and out the other side." Cathal followed her. thus, through the house; and there was the water before them. They went to the edge of the sand, and were alone with the lake and Deneb. Over the water, heatlightning was flashing almost Incessantly. and giving them strange, gar lab glimpses of each other and the shore. The distant thunderbecame constant " “Why did you come tonight F Agnes asked Cathal. “Now." said Cathal, “I don’t know. Awhile ago, I thought I did. I de cel red myself 1 might do something for you. Os course it was for myself, solely, I came—and wouldn't go away.” “I’m glad yon came. There was no one here I. could talk to." His pulses leaped at that. “I m leading tomorrow with Mother." Agnes said. “Where to?" "New York; Father’s getting us the first sailing for France. It's true I’m all through In the court?" “That's true.' 1 Cathal said. "Can't you believe It?" "And—she'll he cleared?" “Cleared," said Cathal, "by tomorrow night. I think. I put her on tomorrow morning; we ought to reach our arguments by noon. By night It'll be Over. She'll be cleared." Agnes caught her breath. He heard It “By mes she gasped in her breath's expiration. *By you." said Cathal. "You turned the case. She. tomorrow, and l—we haven't got to win it; we simply have not to lose It now. We'll do that" “I know you will." “And now," be said, “you don’t want us to." “It’s not that—quite.” Agnes gaxed up at him, and the lightning lit their faces. “1 want her free. I'm sure I want her not killed, not electrocuted or even Jailed for life. But 1 don't want her paid.” “Payment of the Insurance to her la not to be avoided when she's cleared." Cathal said, their faces In the dark, but the Images remained on their retinas. "And out of It comes my fee. How much, have you heard F “Half," said Agnes. "And thinking that," Mid Cathal. ■you went on for her—and for me Half I’m to have. I'm told. The opinion has even been put in print Weil, it's not half, dor near It; but it'll be a big see—ls she's cleared. “For she'll have the money. I’ll take a good part of it from her; and Mme of that I'll keep; but more I'll pass over to the wife that first married him—and his daughter. Nobody knows It but you." “Thank you," aha said, “for telling me. “Will It make the night easier for you? You've done no wrong. Let no one tell yon that you’ve done wrong.” The darkness was between them again. “Myrtle Lorrle shot in self-defense, and hardly knowing—tor the Indignity she'd endured—that she did it For weeks he'd tormented and beaten her because she could not bear him love—as he'd known love, before he cast off her that loved him. and thought he could buy It from another. That day, he'd found out about Bert, and be was worse than ever before; so bls wife grabbed bls gun to scare him, but he came at her, and she pulled and pulled the trigger. She'll tell It on the stand tomorrow; by night shell be free. Twelve men, having beard her,— and you.—will aay she shall be punished no further. They take the responsibility; not you. *T take it too. I came tonight to say that to you. I didn’t plan to tell you about my fee; but I did." "Pm glad you did." “The lightning's brighter. I suppose that means it’s nearer. Yes; there's the thunder." He waited for It to rumble away. "I thought today l*d see you forever as you were on the wit-neas-stand; and then I thought it wouM bo as yon were when I held you for a moment Did yon know, for a moment I held youF •Yes." •Do you suppose after this.—when It lightnings,—! can see your face? All my Use, when it lightnings? It’s my last time to see you. I came tonlght while It was MiU sreaewhire within—within my right . . . God bless that lightning.' You’re still looking up at me. I’ll always see you sol Have you beard what I’ve saidthrough the thunderF “Fve beard." “I’ve lived in this world near to thirty yean; and nothing ever happened to me Uke that when I lifted you asked bm to come when you wem Fran then. I’ve been counting the times I might be near you. Fd go to you to review your evidence; twice I

could do that And then the trial—twice more I’d be with you. And now my times are spent; there’s nothing of yon left for me in all the future. Thirty years more or longer I may live in this world answertag my phone, going to them that call me; but I’ll never find again the Uke of you. We’ll be la the world, both of us. but I may never again speak to you or see your face.” “That needn't be true.” “Do you mean that?" "Yes." “Oh, God, let me see you I Where’s the UgbtnlngF “No,” Mid Agnes, end lowered her head. “I must go In." "No," he forbade, and seized her wrist. “How much did you mean?" How flrmly yet gently he held her! Not Uke Jeb, not like Rod; not like'any other man who ever had touched her. She quivered in the first cool gust of the breaking storm. "I’ve got to go In." Indeed, for momenta they had been calling her; her mother and the servants: “Agnes’ Agnes! . . . Miss Agnes! Miss Gleneith!” “Let them call," Mid Cathal fiercely. •Do you care?" "No! I’ve taken your word on right and wrong against Jeb and my father and mother. Maybe I’ll be thirty years In the world toa Can you never come to any one. Mr. O'Mara, unless she calls youF “Oh, God!" Mid Cathal, and let her go“Agnes! Agnes!” her mother was calling; and the rain was coming down. In great drenching drops it struck. Cathal whipped off his coat to cover

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Over the Water, Heat-Lightning Waa Flashing Almost Incessantly. her; but they were wet through before they gained the shelter of the house. “Are you mad. Agnes? Ma OF de manded her mother. *1 guess so.” Agnes told her. Never as upon this night bad Agnes needed her room for sanctuary. After he had gone, discussion of him with any one or the presence of any one—even of her mother—was unbearable. She shut herself In her room, and strangely for her. she locked her door. She lay upon her bed. undried. She had stripped otf her wet dress which his coat bad covered, but she bad made no move beyond that She thought how little alien upon her bis coat had felt. You could not bear upon you any garment of a person who offended you. How far from offense had been the cover of his coat which the rain bad made to cling upon berl Cathal. when she gave bls coat back, had put It on; and he wore It wet as he drove through the storm to the city. The lightning continued to crash as the beat from the prairies broke tn the blinding sheets of rain which made cascades of the streets, but Cathal got through and scarcely considered how. Winnie was, waiting for him. Throughout that day. as from the first of the trial, she had sat in court; and tonight she had no doubt of the great trouble that dwelt within him. His mother, assailed by the beat of the day, lay in the grateful dark of her room; and bls sister too, when midnight once more bad made remote the thunder, had dropped to sleep. "Cathal 1“ she called, when at last he entered, “where were yeF “North." “North, seeking her, CathalF -Yes." It’s wet ye areF Winnie's thin band had found his coat-sleeve and moved up to his shoulder. "Did she give ye no shelterF “Shelter F said Cathal. He seised Winnie’s band gently and put her off; and tor once she misunderstood him. “She didn't have ye in! Thank God for that, Cathal! . . . Any other—any other. Cathal; *twould have been the cruel rain of you" CHAPTER X Agtwte and her mothr and Wyte —deft Chicago for New York on the Century the next day. It waa Saturday, and throughout the morning, Myrtle lonia was on the witnessstand; the noon papers were full of her defense of herself. OCV auu I/*Vw wort IO me IuUaXKU

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him. which Agnes bad given on tbs previous day, had been printed fully not only in Friday’s late editions, but was prominent in the morning papers. “You got complete coverage, darling." Bee assured Agnes. Bee was tbs only one able to assume any levity over IL “Not only in the newa but In the chatty little social columns. Some one has commented that if there Is an absolute zero tn ways to announce a broken engagement, possibly you hit on it" At Albany next morning, Agnes read, at last, that the jury late In the evening had acquitted Myrtle Lorrie on the fourth ballot They sailed—Agnes and her mother Beatrice Gleneith and Rogna, their maid—on Wednesday. Bob and several friends seeing them off. The three days , in New York with her husband had, proved even more difficult for Tricie than she had anticipated. They stayed at the Mme hotel, of course; they preserved, outwardly, all appearances. Tricie mentioned “Cash" but once; and then not even by the name of “Cash." Tricie asked—and thia was not until Tuesday: "Bob, la she in townF “No," Bob told his wife. “Not since before you came.” For he had sent her away on Saturday. Cash had not wanted to go without him; but he had told: her she must. No; he wouldn’t like it, he assured her; but they both must do it Thus he would keep his conscience clear; such temporary abstinence was enough for virtue in these days. Prosperity, power, and impunities! They strutted on the ship, with their wives or the women whom they preferred to their wives—these men of America new to the millions which they believed and they boasted they had "made." There was no escape, on the ship, from those people; and none, that summer. In Paris; for Americans, as never before, possessed the city. Beatrice Gleneith had never Intended to linger in Paris. She fled to a little quiet village of the Hautes Pyrenees; and she and Agnes settled, at last. In a tiny inn a few kilometers from the border of Spain, where no man was In theleast like Bob—and the noon sunlight shone sharp and warm, but always there was a breeze down from Maladetta or the snowy summits of ML Perdu. There, week after week, mother and daughter waited. Waited for what? For human nature to change? For years to reroll themselves? For the world to fit its ways again, as once happily it had, to the complete fulfillment of an Individual's decent desires? Tricie did not deal with such, matters through her mind; her emotions always controlled her. She wanted what she had had—her husband’s desire and devotion, which she had done nothing to lose. If she had “done" anything which deservedly would have alienated him, she might have seen the "justice” of what had occurred; but she bad not Day and night, Tricie relived her married life in review. A letter arrived, once a week regularly, from the husband; and always, on the day one came, Tricie answered IL Bee wrote her mother and her sister once a week, but alternately; and she always assumed that they shared her letters, as indeed they did. She had moved her household to Mackinac Island for July and AugusL Davis had been with her most of July, but In August he came up only for week-ends. Jeb had appeared several times In his big boat, and always had stopped. She —and Davis—had gone up with Jeb. and several more people, into Superior for a week. Agnes lowered the letter and lay back In her gayly painted chair gasing toward Maladetta but regarding, really, her own life on the Illinoia shore four thousand miles away. Plainly she mw herself and .hem all in perspective; her home and the city below It. and the long level sweep of the lake. Back and forth upon IL Jeb journeyed in his splendid luxurious ship, picking up people, dining them, winning them, setting them at little tables for bridge or to dancing on the deck while the ship relied; when it stopped, swimming and diving. Jeb paying for It all. never tired of It until be returned to Chicago to make more money, and more and more. She might he with him; but she had no wish to be. Here was no one, but her mother, whom she well knew. Here were hours with the sun. and the wind from the mountain passes; with the tinkle of bells of cattle on the hillsides; the herder's whistle, and sometimes his song. . . . But Agnes did not dream of Jeb's Mr new boat (TO BE CONTINUED) Dress "Telegraph" Still to Um A primitive form of telegraph—signaling from place to place by means of drums—to In wide use by natives of the many islands of the south Pacific. A very complex system of signals, amounting to what may be called a “drum language," la employed, eo that a wide variety of mesaages may bo eenL The drums used, which can be beard for several miles, are made from large sections of hollowed-out tree tranks. Several specimens of these drams, elaborately carved with figures of significance in the native religions, are on exhibition in the Field museum, I

IMPROVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL Sunday! chool Lesson By REV. HAROLD L. LUNDQUIST. Dean of the Moody Bible Institute of Chicago. © Western Newspaper Union. Lesson for December 6 PAUL’S PARTING COUNSELS LESSON TEXT—X Timothy 6:S4S; H Timothy cte-ta. GOLDEN TEXT—I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course. I have kept the faith, n Timothy 4:7. PRIMARY TOPlC—Paris Lari Letter. JUNIOR TOPIC—PauI Awaits the Great Adventure. « INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPIC— Passing on the Christian Torch. - YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC— Transmitting the Gospel Heritage. The apostle Paul was an example in many things, and not the least important of these is the manner in which he was constantly on the lookout for young men who by the call and blessing of God would take up the gospel ministry. He realized that there was much to be done and that if the Lord tarried he and his co-workers would pass on, and the work must needs be carried forward by younger men. Not only did he seek out such young men but he ‘‘followed through,” giving them encouragement, instruction, and opportunities for service. How shortsighted is the church that fails God at this point, or which, for the sake of local and present usefulness, hinders young men and women from obtaining the needed training for Christian service. The fields are white unto harvest but the laborers are still-few. Let us pray them out and help them on their way. Our lesson centers around the counsels of Paul to his young friend, Timothy. Written near the end of his life, the letters are filled with all the sweet earnestness of his great soul. They present four important truths which merit the careful attention of every Christian, and even more particularly of the Christian worker. I. The Gain of Godliness (I Tim. 6:6-8). In a world which knows little but the urge to gain material riches we need to emphasize the fact that it is still true that a man is not profited if he gain the whole world and lose his own soul. The great fain of godliness is that inner fellowship with God which brings true contentment of spirit. IL The Snare of Riches (I Tim. 6:9-11). The pages of human history are full of the names of those who have fallen into this trap of Satan. Sad to say, not a few of them have been Christian leaders. Notice that it is not the money itself, or the amount of it that constitutes the danger. It is the desire oi the "mind to be rich,” and ‘‘the love of money” that “is a root of all evil.” Hence Paul’s admonition comes to each one of us to “flee these things and follow after righteousness, godliness, faith, love, patience, meekness.” What a sermon in a dozen words! HI. The Fight of Faith (w. 12-16). Christianity is not only an inward grace which reflects in “godliness with contentment” and in fleeing the snare of riches, but it is a daily fighting of the good fight oi faith. It is imperative that there be “a good confession” (v. 12). coupled with a keeping of God’s “commandment without spot, without reproach, until the appearing of our Lord Jesus Christ.” The servant of Christ, in ’new of the coming of the One who is “the King of Kings and Lord of Lords,” I to to live a consistent, clean, and , irreproachable life. IV. A Divine Deliverance (II Tim. 4:16-18). “All forsook me,’’ says Paul. ' How tragic! How weak and undei pendable is the arm of flesh! “But I the Lord stood by me." How glori- > ous I How mighty and gracious is i our God! Tlie follower of Christ may find himself without a human friend or supporter. Those who stood by in younger and more successful days may have disappeared. But let us remember that our trust is in God who has never failed any oru of his children. “He abideth faithful, he cannot deny himself.” (II Tim. 2:13). Heart and Head There are persons, who, in supposed compliance with the precept, “Lean not on thine own understanding,” regard it as a duty to suppress all exercise of the int ellectual powers in every case where the feelings are at variance with the conclusions of reason. They deem it right to “consult the heairt more than the head”; that is to surrender themselves, advisedly, to the bias of any prejudice that may happen to be present; thus deliberately and on principle, burying in the earth the talent entrusted to th ?m, and hiding dhder a bushel th«s candle that God has lighted up in the soul. It is not intended to rec ommend presumptuous inquiries into things beyond the reach of our fi culties—attempts to be wise above what to written — or groundless confidence in the certainty of our conclusions; but unless reason be employed in ascertaining what doctrine s are revealed, humility cannot be exercised in acquiescing in them. —Archbishop Whately. Respectable Selfishr ess No indulgence of passion destroys the spiritual nature so much as respectable selfishness —George JtacDoMld. 8-M.a.ufe Some men succeed by ;vh»t they know; some by what they do; and a

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