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city policeman anywhere. Thomas lifted his eyes and gazed toward the East river. There, far away, at the vague end of the street, he saw a faint, pale light showing in the sky. It spread up and out, and grew
 more pronounced. Then faint colors began to show, here a tinge of pink and there flash of green. Look" said the man, ''it is the dawn,"
 They almost forgot the burglar in the room below as they stood there and watched the miracle of the breaking day. The light in the east grew golden and shot through that peculiar morning mist which always, in great cities, seems to half veil the splendoTs of the dawn. Now the street was flooded with the ircreas- ing light. the awakening city be- gan It's myriad sounds and up shot the ruddy ball of the sun. It was daylight.
 Tha man haaved ei1h of aafie-
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1 known after all this time that l didn't, O, Sterll"
 q won'ti" she exclaimed, sitting up vigorously after time. ''I won't cry about it. I don't carel If Sterl's
 going to marry that Hills girl he'll
 be sorrier than am. Horrid thing, I hate Sterl! No, don't. I hate
 her. I won't cry. Where's that
 newspaper and my letter?"
 She opened the letter, which was from a lawyer in Providence, the at torney for the mining company.
 My Dear Miss Tillinghast-Yo will probably see by the newspapers before this reaches you that Mir. Higgins has been arrested and a fraud order issued by the postoffice authorities against the Croesus gold
 mining company. It seems that there is only trace of gold in the rock, not enough to pay for working. The specimens Mr. Higgins had an- alyzed appear to have been "salted, come investors in the stock recently became suspicious and started a pri-
 .ate investigation. What assets the company has will probably go to pay the claims of those who have invest ed money in it. You yourself have my sincere sympathy in this misfor- tune, in which I myself am a sharer to limited extent, having taken the pay for my legal services in stock. !" Deliverance read the letter twice before she comprehended its meaning. Then she opened the Providence pa- per. Yes, there it was on the first page. "Croesus Gold Mining Company
 Burst," Her 50.000 shares in the company were worth,essi
 Deliverance had no tears for this. 70, dear!" she exclaimed, t'I wish knew what to do. Inever half un- erstood about this stock business, ex- , cept that these shares were my pay | for letting the company work the mine. and MT. Higgins advised me not to sell them until they were worth a dollar a share. O, dear, If
 there was only a man in the family!" Downstairs, she took from the old l iron safe that had been her fathers, the bundle of certificates. Fifty thousand shares and the newspaper said they were not worth the paper they were printed on! Deliverance counted them over, mechanically. 'I will" she whispered, 'Tl go
 ask Sterl's father about them.
 He's as smart a man as there is around here and he ought to know.
 There's no danger of Sterling's get ting back yet, and if there's any once.
 Hatless, she hastened along the country road and found Cyrus Bur
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handed me my canGlestick, he slipped a note into my hand. It i'm plored my pardon and declared that, unless would meet him in the golf house on the links next day before lunch, and receive his profound apol- ogies, he would terminate an ex- istence which my well-deserved scorn had rendered insupportable He spoke of the-the-" Clarice hes itated.
 "The kiss" put in Lady Mille- brook, and asked you in the post script to meet him in the golf house. I quite understand" observed Lady Millebrook. "Of course you didn't go?"
 "The golfhouse was a queer shan ty with a tarred roof, said Mrs. ToI- lebranch, retrospectively. "1t held a bunker of coal, and stands for clubs, and a fireplace, and folding luncheon table, and camp-stools and hampers. Well, when Willibrand and Sir Roger Balcombe, Maj. Whar- fling, the guardsman, and Cadmin- ster were quite out of sight. Pom toise and I somehow found ourselves Ddck dJ IHe SOliHOuSe. was COiu, and there was fire there, and he looked so handsome and so miser- able as he stood bareheaded by the door, waiting for me to enter, that"
 "The fly walked in. And then the spider-?"
 He disappointed me, I will own, " said Clarice, with little gulp. Aft CT all his penitent protestations. But when I ordered him to let go my hands and get up from his knees, something in my face or voice seemed to tell him that I was really really in earnest, and he obeyed me, and moved suddenly away as I went to the door.
 ''The latch rattled as l lifted my hand, the door opened; Cadminster
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All was as still as could be below stairs
 T am going down." he whispered.
 "No, you must not" whispered back the wife. all of a tremble. Don't you go out of this room. Wait till the burglar alarm people come !" She was about to catch him by the arm to detain him, but she did not. Instead she sprang away from him and said in alright:
 Look out how you point that pis- tol. o. I wish you would put it back in the drawer. I'm sure 1t will go of accidentally. Don't point it this way. Don'ti"
 T really ought to go down stairs. my dear" said the husband. They will certainly get away with the sil- yer"
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is game for husbands, not for
 AS his hostess it was rather in- cumbent upon me-" explained Mrs. Tollebranch, "to make myself of use. Willibrand and Sir Roger Balcombe termed him a duffer; Maj Wharfiing is nothing but a professional, Cad minister and the guardsmen were hard drivers all. And as Bluefern which was a perfect dream" You completed the conquest of Pontoise. I quite understand" said Bettine. Tn that frock, armed with a long spoon. I quite grasp it." The golf course is very open at Tobermuire," went on Clarice, play ing with the feather fan. But there are hillocks and bumps, and powders, and things, be- hind which Pontcise managed to get in a good many references to his soul. l grasp that also," observed Lady Millebrook.
 He did mention his soul" admit ted Mrs. Tollebranch. "He said that it had always been lonely, thirsting for the sympathy of sis ter spirit until"
 Until he met youl" "Pontoise was always respectful, !" she said, with little note of de- fiance in her voice. "He never for got what was due to me save once, when"
 When 1t was borne in upon him too strongly what he owed to him. self. And then, he Kissed you, and you were furiously angry"
 "Furiousi" nodded Clarice, brush ing her round chin with the edge of the crimson screen. 'I vowed l would never speak to him again" And how long did you keep that oath?" asked Bettine.
 "We met at dinner in the evening, and of course one shad to be civil. And when I went to bed, and he
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Sarah. We are saved"
 But it was only the bakers wagon, and from it aIighted round faced, stalwart youth, who, with a whoop, tossed bundle into the area way, mounted his seat and went clattering of again.
 ''Is that the way my bread is de- iivered?" indignantly asked Tom
 "I--I don't know, my dear" re- piled the wife. IT guess SO"
 And I am expected to eat that bread after that young pirate has thrown 1t upon the stones of the area, am F" snorted the man, with indignation.
 Not so loud, dear" whispered the wife; remember the burglars"
 Now came the sound of wheels and much chatter of hoofs and har- ness. It was surely the patrol wagon this time. they told them selves. But no. It was only the butchers boy. who. drawing up be- fore the hor1sp sent A bundia of
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his digestion? Well2"
 ''Of course, the male division of the house party was made up of golhng enthusiasts" went on Mrs. Tollebranch, Mai. Wharfing, Sir Roger Balcombe, Cadminster, who was as keen as Willibrand in those days, three guardsmen and D'Arsy Pontoise.''
 By the way. what has become of Pontoise?" queried Lady Millebrook. "One never meets him now as one used"
 He scarcely ever leaves Paris, l believe" returned Mrs Tollebranch, rather constrainedly. Since his reconciliation with the duo, his greatuncle, and his marriage with
 Mile de Carapoix, who I have heard
 is very strict Catholic and hump- backed"
 Besides being a great heiress Of course, he is kept we'll within bounds. But what a fasc- cinating creature Pontoise used to bel Sadly naughty, too, I fear, for
 the names of at least half-a-dozen
 pretty married women used to be mixed up with his in all sorts of scan My dearestl I beg your par doni"
 "I at least, was not wicked-only weak" said Clarice, with fey dig nifty. And as to there being five others. ."
 My sweet, 1t was the vaguest hearsay. Nothing certain, except that Pontoise spoke perfect English
 and was veritable Apollo. Did he
 play golf?"
 "He tried to learn. But the game baffed him. To play it properly, l believe, the mind must be dead to all other interests-"
 And Pontoise's mind was un- usually alive at that particular mo ment to things outside the sphere of golf" unused Lady Millebrook. Golf
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began to stir the stew, I found the handle of the ladle too hot to be pleasant, and I pulled out my hand- kerchief to wrap round it.'
 "And-?"
 ''We sat down to table, and that stew was distributed, in large por- tions to all those men. Cadminster assumed control of the ladle He gravely asked me whether I cared about stew, and I gasped out some- thing-what I don't know, but I be- lieve I said I didn't. When the words were out, knew that I had lost my only chance-that Cadmin- ster had intended to help me to that fatal envelope. And then--Relief came. I grasped that mans heroic motiveT understood the full no- bility of his nature when-''
 When Cadminster helped himself to the letter! But, good heavens, you don't mean to tell me-" cried Lady Millebrook, "that he ate it?"
 He did, he did," cried Mrs. TaIle4 branch. throwing herself into her friends sympathetic embrace. Now you know why i call him a Bayard, and look upon him as my truest, nobIest friend-Now you know
 Why, he Is cadamerous dyspep- tict Of course. That document must have completely wrecked his constitution.
 T shall never say again." re- marked Lady Millebrook, as she took an affectionate leave of her dearest friend but four, that TO- nance and ch;valry have no exist ence in these modern times. Dar- ling, Lord Cadminster must dine with us. Next Thursday, I will not take mo-" said Lady Mile brook, and he may rely upon 1t that if either Jedbrook or Mills presume to offer him anything rich or olea- ginous either or both of them will be dismissed next day"
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[ up a hairpin every time l drop one for fear my corsets will break if l bend. And I can walk a quarter of a mile on warm day without my face looking like a grease-streaked peony. And no one ever said behind my back that my figure looked like a bag of meal with a string tied around it. And. Sterl. when I'm jealous I'll be jealous of man, too. It won't be a creature that comes around beg ging me to marry him the minute he hears I've got a little money after waiting three years and playing fast and loose"
 say anything before. The minute father was willing l came. And I don't want your money or your darned old gold mine"
 That's right. swear before womanl Jealous, I wish you good morning Mir. Burbeck. Go marry Jennie Hills!"
 "Ali right" said Sterling shortly, q think she'll have me-
 With slam of the screen door De- liveranee switched into the house, while the man strode on across the dooryard and down the road.
 Dry-eyed, the girl continued ener- getically to do her morning house work, the aunt with whom she lived being away on visit.
 .Pm not sorry" she told herself, ssSterl and never had a spat before, and it's time we did, after the aggra- vating way he's acted. What cheek for a man to come around and tell me he's willing to take me, now I've got a gold mine, just as if I was pound of tea and he'd been waiting three years for some one to throw in a chromo. I guess not, MT. Steri Bur becki"
 As the morning wore away her anger softened, and when a we'll known brown horse trotted by late in the forenoon she peeped from be- hind the parlor blinds.
 T wonder what Sterl's going to the village for" she soliloquized. q hope he ain't mad-real mad-over what 1 said. Probably he'll stop in on his way back and want to make up. I don't know whether I'll make up or not"
 Then, little later: 'I hope he'll have sense enough to come early, so we can take drive over the Daisy hill road before dark"
 It was nearly l o'clock before any vehicle appeared from the direction of the village, and then 1t was the wagon of the old mail carrier.
 Whoa he cried, as the girl ran out to the gate. The Providence
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minister in town was away an I've druv 22 miles since noon trying to find parson. I've got one at last out in the team there. He's retired from the preachin' business an gone into life insurance, but he says he can do just as good marvin job as ever. So if you'll be ready in, say 15 minutes, I'll drive down to the Watsons' for some witnesses an we'll have it right here"
 Mir. Burbeck, didn't I tell you no plain enough this morning." "Deliverance, this morning ain't now. This morning was seairt-- scairt of you and your gold mine. This minute I ain't scairt of efther.- When I got down to the village I was feelfn' pretty mean-couldn't have felt meaner If I'd been going to mar ry Jennie Hills. Then I heard the gold mine had busted. I dunno when there's been such gooe news in this part of the country. l hustled, tell you. First there was the license. Then the minister. Now here's both, all ready, and not to be wasted, and say. ce-Deliverance- honest we got to settle this thing be- fore father takes back water I shant dast go home again if you don't say yes right now. Will you say it, 1 Deliverance?"
 But Deliverance only said: eff you're going to Watsons' you bring
 Mrs. Watson and Martha. Sterl. I-
 sort of want women here" That night Cyrus Burbeck, return 1 ing from moving the north run, | found in the kitchen a blue print dress enclosing a figure which cer-
 tainly did not in the least resemble
 "a bag of meal with a string tied
 around it." Without a word. Cyrus washed at the sink. then took his
 seat at the supper table. There were blueberry biscuits for supper, and Cyrus mouth watered as
 he saw the heaped. steaming plate. Mother" used to have blueberry bis- cults regularly in summer. With in- scrutable face he began his supper, l while the others ate in double si- lence.
 At last Cyrus pushed his chair back
 "A woman''-he began, and Ster- ling's back stiffened for the encount- CT which he felt was coming.
 "A woman.'' continued Cyrus, "that can sell me a gold brick for 1000 and bake a batch of biscuits like them, all in one day, is good enough for any Burbeck. I'm glad that that s5,000 an them biscuits Is still in the family"
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pie like to be quiet about such things, but Sterl he had to go to the town clerk for his license, you know, and Lem Bates has been in office so long he can't keep his mouth shet for anybody. I heard about it jest now, down to the village"
 Did Lem Bates say I was the woman?"
 "Why, no, but took it for grant ed that"
 Don't take so much for granted. I'm not engaged to Sterl Burbeck, and never was"
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uvE IS constant visitor" ee T observed Lady Mile
 HE brook.
 And eohst a n t friend, said Mrs. Tollebranch.
 With the 1.-the, undulating move ment so characteristic of her, she crossed the yelvety carpets to the window, and lifting corner of her silken blind, peeped out as the hall door closed, and a well-dressed man with a slight stoop and worn, dys- peptic eountenanee went slowly down the doorsteps and got into his cab.
 Then the cab drove of. and Mrs. TolIebranch, slipping her hand with in the arm of Lady Millebrook. drew her back to her cosy seat within the radius of the frc-glow. and rang for tea
 "I did net have it up while poor Cadminster was here" she explained. "The sight of sally 1unn is horrible to him, and he is positively forbidden tea
 -.:And yet he diaes out. I meet him eompa ratively often It other peoples tables" said Lady Mile brook. And heTe-inFariably.
 The servants have orders to pass him over" explained Mrs. Tolle- branch, slipping her tea. ''If Jerks or WilbraLam were 10 offer him a made dish, one. if not both of them, would be instantly dismissed
 Ny dear Clariee, Friendship is friendship But Jerks and Wilbra- ham Such invaluable screantsi You cannot mean what you sny,''
 Would it surprise you to hear?'' queried Mrs. Tollebranch. that Cad mister, two years ago. was perfectly healthy. Not the cadaverous dyspep- tic he is now; not the semi-invalid,
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<~v YELL" said the man. "M/ slowly. '1'n have to ad-
 w init things began to
 change when Higgins discovered in your back pasture the only gold mine in the state of Rhode Island and formed the company to develop it.
 Deliverance bridled. The early morning sun frightened her brown hair and warmed the soft color of her cheeks.
 Then 1t ain't me you want 10 marry, Sterl Burbeck. it's the mine. ''
 Deiiverance.' he said. I've told you how 'tis fair and square You ought to know. after these three years ws've been keeping company, that it;. you want, nothing else"
 "ThEn why didn't you say so be- foreT
 5ecause of the promise made my w5ther. 'Sterl," she said. your Fathers gettin' old an crochety. an he'll need to be looked after more an more when I'm gone. Youll have to make home for him. An Steri, when it comes to picking out a girl, you'll get one your father likes, won't your"
 T s'pose twas foolish, Deliverance. but 'twas-mother, an I told her then an there I wouldn't marry agin fathers wishes. That was be- fore the night druv you home from Watson's husking, and I. hardly knowed you. But a mans word given is his word, and a Burbeck's word is good
 Deliverance gathered up stray ing spray of the honeysuckle that curtained the porch and twisted it into position. Then, Mir Burbeck. I suppose your father didn't think was good enough to marry into your family-until the mine was discov- cred
 Sterling stood his ground You know father. He means well, but he's shrewd. overshrewd, and the older and richer he gets the more he thinks about money. He aia't got a thing against you He said to me himself. long ago. that he couldn't think of woman he'd like to have around the house more. But he thought I ought to marry someone with money, and that's what he's been always urging me to-
 Like Jennie Hills?''
 You're jealous. Deliverance.
 Sterling Burbeck, when I make &up my mind to be jealous it won't be f of such a-a Jennie Hills. Jealous to get down on my knees to pick
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take my head off, Deliverance! Come to think of it. 1t must be Jennie. There was a strange buggy in their dooryard when come by, an shouldn't wonder if it's the new minister's over to the Corners. 1 snum, though. never thought Sterl Burbeck was such a plumb fool,"
 Deliverance walked bravely into the house; then flew to her room and sobbed her grief out upon the bed.
 70. Sterll" she walled, "Sterl. I didn't mean 1t. You ought to have
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CRASH somewhere downstairs. A apparently in the front par Tor. as if burglar had
 stumbled over a piece of fur niture, awakened the lady of the house with start and partially aroused the husband.
 Tom. o Tom, Wake up." whis- pered the woman in tense voice. "There are burglars down stairs. hear them moving about. Oh. dear. what shall we do2"
 ~sh-s-; keep quiet" replied Tom Wait till I get my pistol. Now, Sarah, for heavens sake don't go and scream, or faint. or anything of that sort. Keep calm.
 Thomas slipped on his dressing gown, went softly to the bureau and
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The others eyes widened with astonishment. "Shol" he exclaimed, you don't mean that Hills girl"
 "I don't mean anything What should I know of Mir. Burbeck's af- fairs?"
 ''I snumi" exclaimed the old man. gathering up his reins. "Ye needn't t
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paper and letter for ye. Deliver anee. Didn't you know as I'd see you here this afternoon"
 Why not?" she inquired.
 Understand there's to be a we'd ding"
 "A wedding. What do you mean 2"
 Wall" he chuckled, some peo-
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The log cabin Democrat., 1906-10-04
BERNI

Everybody has the blues over the wet spell 1t has been rain ing here for six days almost con tinuously. A great deal of dam age has been done to both corn and cotton. Corn in many fields is laying on the ground, being blown down by the storm Thursday night. There has been no farm work done since last Monday. The public roads are in very bad condition owing to so much rain. =. Wallace Graddy and w. B. Smith went to Adams Lake fishing Friday and returned Saturday night. They report fine luck. Barg says 'sil- yer bait is the best, though. -. l.. w. Bowden has built new stone chimney to his residence .... An interesting prayer meeting IS being carried on every Sunday night at the Beryl church. :. Mrs. Mary McHenry is at Hamlet few days visiting her daughter, Mrs. Wes Naylor, whose child died Sunday morning and was buried Monday at Mt. Olive Rev. Mil ligan will preach here next Sunday at II O clock.
The log cabin Democrat., 1906-10-04
CENTER POINT.

Health good, weather bad and crops badly damaged. It has rained six days. It is not raining today, but is cloudy. The corn is nearly all on the ground and the cotton is sprouting in the boil up to the sop of the stalk. Every thing has been on stand-still for a week on the arm....There are a lot of men in here from Missouri buying all the cattle and hogs they can get. Don sell out too close, gentlemen: we need some of them at home to eat up the fine crop ot acorns and to fill up the smoke house after awhile. IA. Board man cant saw lumber as fast as the people haul 1t of ....., Jo McBrlde came in from Van Buren last week and he, with his wife have re- turned home, via Jacksonvill, to Van Buren co., J. Walter White aims to leave next week for Little Rock to enter the medical school.
The log cabin Democrat., 1906-10-04
SIXTEENTH SECTION.

We are having some rain. It has rained all the week, except one day, and it is damaging the crop badly. There is a great deal of cottonIpicked. Some say cotton is sprouting in the boil, caused by rain. Some have gathered corn. Corn is turning out better than was expected. .... w. M. Edwards is winding up to move to Cabot. s. l.. Cozart and w. T. Russell have rented his farm. J. H. Cor don and son went to Little Rock this week. ...S. T. Cozart is done making molasses for this season. He has given satisfaction. Win. T. Tygart went to Fl Paso Satur- day -. Thomas Tygart is on the puny list . E. S. Thompson has bought 10 acres of land from R. P. Parks :. T. w. Russell has sick child at this writing .... Our mail carrier is resting up awhile. Don Adams is carrying the mail l.... Everybody come to the picnic Thursday at Baugh school house; bring well-flled baskets and have good time. -. K. C. Griffin lost a fine horse Thursday Stephen Russell visited at S. T. Cozart $ this week News is short this week, as there has been so much rain. -. Winter is coming and half, or more, of the cotton is yet to pick.
 Sept. 80.