Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-01-27

mansions it forces itself into public no.
| tice.' "
do they couple my name with that?'
''They leave you to do that yourself"
| said the old lady, dryly.
| We'll. l don't mind. They may say what
they like. I'm entirely within my rights
1.-The Post admits that. Here, I'll read
you what it says, my dear. Mr. George
| Carter. whose name has been SO prom-
/ nently before the public of late in connec-
ton with his splendid efforts in winning
| over the King of Okky to the side of hu-
manity, has himself been the victim of
| discovered a most valuable vein of tin in a
| part of the back country where no Euro
pean explorer had ever trod before, and
| with toll and care, and in fact with ge-
MUS. had brought cargo after cargo of the
| valuable ore down mysterious African
] creeks and rivers to a spot where the ocean
| steamers could conveniently ship it. To be
| precise, he hired from Messrs. EdmOnStOn s
| small factory the Smooth river piece
| of waste cleared ground. dumped his ore
| on that as he tOwed it tediouSly down those
unknown creeks in a string of dugouts, and
| there let 1t accumulate so as not to flood
| the markets and cause ruin to the tin in
dustries in England Shall l go on?"
| please do, aunt
But presently an interviewer arrived in
| the shape of a well-known firm of West
| African merchants and financiers, who
| bought out Messrs. Edmondson's interest in
| their Smooth river factory, found that Mr..
1dIleI Ildu no ledSt, ana gave MIN HOllce
! to quit within forty-eight hours. AS an al
i Tentative to removal they demand an an
| nual rent which amounts to more than 10
| per cent of the value of the stacked
| there In other words, they endeaVor-
| ing, in a manner that almost smacks of
| piracy, to force themselves into partnership
| with him. -
| Sneak" said Miss O'Neiu, Ito go and
| tittle-tattle to the papers like that
| Mrs. Craven looked at the girl over her
i spectacles, and then said she. Wait min
| ute till / read you little more. We should
| add that what gives these proceedings a
more unpleasant flavor than would appear
| at first sight is the fact Mr.. Carter is I'M
| able to defend himself. He had left West
| Africa when action was first taken, and it
| has been discovered that he was still in ig-
| norance of what had occurred when his
steamer called at Las Palmas The whole
thing will be sprung upon him with a shock
of unpleasant surprise when he lands in
Liverpool tomorrow
"Ah," said Kate.
Mrs. Craven folded the paper stood up
and walked toward the door. LAS usual.
| my dear, you have carried out your plan
very perfectly"
What plan?' asked Kate, incautiously.
"Of treating Mr.. Carter so badly said
Mrs. Craven, turning the handle, that
presently when he hits you back you will
be able to bring yourself to hate him. But,
then, you are always successful, Kitty
dear, in everything you set your hand to-
| tryingIy successful sometimes" Mrs. Cra-
softly behind her.
Kate nodded at the door. Aunt Jane"
she said, viciously, there are moments
when you are perfect cat. But l will
make him detest me- for all that, and then
l can truly and comfortably hate him. It's
all very we'll their calling him a MARTYR
Why should everybodys feelings be con-
suited except mine?"
All the same Kate bowed in a certain de-
gree to public sentiment. One thinks also
| that she had not toughened herself suffi-
! GENTLY to meet Carter face to face. Any
way she discovered that urgent affairs
! called her to London. and whirled off Aunt
Jane to her fiat that very night She left
| landed in Liverpool. and gave the old man
definite instructions in writing that he was
not to bulge an inch from the firms rights.
"Show Mr.. Carter this letter." she ordered,
eff there is the least occasion for it,
But it seemed that West Africa pursued
her. The telephone rang as soon as she
got to the fiat.
THAT London? That Miss Head? This
| is Liverpool, Crewdson. London's just been
calling you up. Will you ring Four-owe-
seven-three Pad? What's that? No, Four
! naught-seven-three Pad. Yes, that's it.
Good might, miss"
4073 Pad alone. She was tired, and some
| how in spite of all. her successes she was,
good deal dispirited. The British public
had bought no less than four great rubber
| companies that she had offered them; the
shares were all at premium; everybody
was pleased; and she had transferred her
own profits safely into land and trustee Sc
curities. Since her first burst of success
money had simply rolled in on her, and al