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CHAPTER xxxvI1.-Continued

If you left for Paris by, say, the 30
train this afternoon.
Leblun's face was immovable. lie
showed no signs of approval or of sym
patty From his little silver case he
drew a cigarette and puffed blue smoke
out into the room. You are a senti-
mentalist. Mr.. Hannaway.' he said.
The world which takes no heed of SEN
timent," Hannaway answered. lis fast
drifting onto the rocks. The man Who
governs his life with no thought of senti-
ment is a machine. not human beng.
The great rules of life are but shining
background for brilliant exceptions. This
is one. Mr. Leblun. BE merciful. You
are great enough Your reputation Will
be undimmed. even If you have the cour-
age to announce your present search a
failure. You will never regret it,
Leblun ficked the ash from his cigar
cite. You are even more than a senti-
mentalist, l see, my dear FRIEND he
said. Frankly, l do not understand YOU.
1 may be man, or may be machine.
but what ] work for / accomplish. If a
man has slnned against the laws of So
ciety, God or his conscience may forgive
him. but it is not the privilege Of any
part of the human system to ignore his
misdoings. Crime and it's punishment
are as certain as the swing of the pendu-
Ium. II is not vanity alone which in
spires me when j tell YOU that l would
as soon cut OFF this right hand as let the
Marquis of E,llinsham remain untouched
But this IIannaway declared, lis not
reasonable.
J.eblun shrugged his shoulders. My
dear friend" he said. lit depends upon
the point OF view. l have called you a
sentimentalist. More or less YOU are one.
1 myself-look at me- lie threw out his
hands with little typical gesture. Il
am fifty-nine years old, hard. withered,
with scant power OF enjoyment in any
shape or form. have no relatives, no
wife, no child. The man who passes by
in the street is no more 10 me than the
snail that crosses my path. / do not
care for him. He does not care for me.
II he were crushed under foot l would
turn my head lest I should look upon an
unpleasant sight. Apart from that
would not care. Thirty-nine years ] have
been a hunter of men. DO you think
that at the end of that time there is a
respond to SO clumsy a touch as yours?
Ii Lord Ellingham were three times a
marquis. IL he were three times married.
IL his punishment were to be death. it
would not trouble me. 1t might even add
to the zest with which 1 bring my search
TO q successful termination. To tell you
the truth, the matter would have been ar
ranged before now. but that / wished to
do Ii single-handed. My English friends
are too curious. They would rob me- II
they could, OF this last, my crowning sue
cess
Hannaway knew then that his appeal
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was worse than useless. The man before
had been sealed book to him.. There
might have been joints between his armor
accessible to such an appeal as he had
made. He knew now that there were
none. He knew that nothing he could
say or do could stop the inevitable. He
rose slowly to his feet. Il can See that
your mind is made UP. Mr.. Leblun.' he
said. IF You are really such a person
as YOU profess to be ! am quite sure that
nothing could say would be likely to
move you.
Ieblun smiled mockingly. MY young
friend. he said. that Is the most SEN
sible thing / have had the pleasure of
hearing you say.
Hannaway went up TO his rooms with
minutes looking out Of his window, down
upon the stone-fagged passage below,
into which. only few months ago, that
weary little group had turned He saw
behind her back, her head upturned, her
lips parted. singing with effortless and
weary monotony. He saw the bent fig
ure whose hands thumped the worn keys.
He saw the wizenedfaced monkey gaZ-
ing around, his brOws puckered. all the
pathos Of generations of silence shining
in his dark eyes. He had found her
again. indeed, but she came to him under
the cloud of tragedy.
The telephone bell rang breaking in
upon his thoughts. He took up the
ceiver and listened. He heard some one
from the office in the hotel speak sharp
ly: you are through to Mr.. Hanna
ways apartment. Speak up. please
There was a moments silence, then a
strange voice asked, lis that MIR. Hanna
way?'
L am Gilbert Hannaway," he an
swered Who wants me?
Il do came the loud reply Il want
YOU, or any one else who will sit and
drink with me and talk. l. Ambrose
Drake. | am waiting for you. Come.
Come here and you shall have all the
brandy YOU can drink. Last time il was
you who paid Today / will be host.
Get hanson. Come quickly"
1T is Ambrose Drake?" Hannaway
asked.
WHO else?" the voice growled.
Where are your" Hannaway asked.
AT the same place." came the quick
answer There is no other. There is
no place in London like 1t. The seats
are all cushions. II Is warm and light
and the brandy-man. it is like fire! You
know where. You have been here with
me before"
want with me-" he asked.
Il want you and you had better come
was the answer. Il have something to
say to- you, and l must have some one to
drink with me or / shall go mad. Come.
l say. Come, comet!
Hannaway looked at the clock upon the
mantelpiece. All day long he had been
waiting for a message FROM Cavendish
square. None had come. Perhaps he
was better away for little time.
Il will be there in ten minutes, he
said.
He heard the man at the other end
chuckle as he replaced the receiver. Then
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dous thrill, setting in at Calcutta and
lasting through to Cape Town. must be
set down to the credit of Mr. Basil LIB
book. As foremost hand on the big
merchant snip Benares. the narrator sees
to it that something happens about once
minute. The discipline of shipboard
life. hard as nails. the duties. the relaxa
lions. contribute a-plenty to episodes of
amazing spirits. His elements, however.
are the really lavish entertainers on this
remarkable voyage. Such ominous sky
pageantries were never seen before Such
paralyzing cyclones. never before. Such
torrential storms, never: nor such mys-
terious deep-sea agitations. these. senti-
ent with an implacabie desire for the hap
less ship Benares. Even sea serpent adds
ture. a horrific thing-which turns out
to be deceptive compound of seaAsarden
stuff complexed by barnacle-!ike attach
ments to It's altogether frightful anatomy.
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canvases, which are grouped in
the catalogue under the headings. 'Au-
tumn.' Winter and Spring" All are
landscapes and in the majority figures
and animals are introduced. BY far the
greatest number of pictures in this ex-
hibition are winter scenes. of which in re-
cent years Mr. Poore has perhaps made a
specialty-not such winter pictures as
Mr. Eedfed paints, full of realism and
crisp, cold sunlight, but poetic in feeling,
gentle and toneful.
1t is not the usual but the exceptional
aspect that Mr.. Poore transcribes-the
suns rays leaking, as it were, through IL
thin cloud, a storm breaking, mists dis
persing. He is subtle and yet frank Ill
tation of nature and yet obviously mindful
of the value of pictorial composition. 1t
is not an easy thing to introduce figures
in Landscape and make it seem as
though they belonged there, and the less
the landscape indicates human occupation
the more difficult it becomes. Sometimes
Mr.. Poore succeeds in doing this. but not
always \ flock of sheep. yoke of oxen
shepherd or wayfarer may TO the
casual observer lend interest, though In
reality intruding upon scene Wnlcn
needs no establishment.
Thus in some of Mr.. Poore's pictures
one feels a division of interest. the Incl
dent created being too trivial to signify
and Yet too insiStent to be overlooked
Not invariably is this true, but sufh iently
frequently to lead to the assertion that In
his painting of pure landscape Mr.. Poo;c
rises to his greatest height Take for e%-
ample 1.-The Stage Road or After the
Storm or ..Autumnal Woodland Or. In
deed, the landscape element in any of his
pictures, excellent in composition. subtle
and suggestive, leaving just enough TO the
Imagination to verify their truth. And yet
there is no denying the charm of the hay
carts he has pictured on the salt marshes
or the fascination OF the oxen so often
pictured. Somewhat in the vein OF Ho-
ratio Walkers work. Mr.. Poore $ paint
inss lay less emphasis on labor and more
perhaps on pictorial effect. They make
no direct appeal to sentiment, but aim
jority Of the pictures now 10 be seen al
the Neerhoff galleries have been shown IN
the leading annual exhibitions i'll Phila-
delphia and New York. and all, or almost
ALL were included in a special exhibition
I'm the Albright Gallery, Buffalo. year
ago The late DIR. ku,'tz. then director OF
the Albright Gallery, at this time declared
the collection to be most notable and in
connection with comprehensive review
in Academy Notes made the Following III
teresting statement:
Mr. Poore paints his pictures directly
from nature-even his expressions OF MD
winter He il not content with jottfng
down a few hasty outdoor sketches with
half-benumbed fingers, and. later. leisure
~ completing them in his Studlo-tar
away from the original source OF his in
spiration; instead he remains face to
face with nature from the first stroke OF
the brush to the last, and this accounts
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d. Fancher New York: Frederick.
A. Stokes Company.

The common frenzy that takes hold of
the minds of authors who set out with
the Egyptian desert as a stage receives
one Of it's clearest examples in Mr..
Pratt's story. Rival Psychologists ex-
ploring the tombs of Egypt meet in this
zone of mental disturbances One of them
is old and possessed of beautiful daugh=
ter: the other, young. Upon this simple
substructure is reared a tale of such
marvellous cast as to hopelessly enmesh
the direct mind in mazes of spiritism
and manifestations and levitations: in
subtle and untraceabie means of putting
people out of the way; in inextricable
tangles of live mummies and dead Arabs.
Every event of the story may be counted
upon to take course in opposition to
nature and logic. After a weller of
mayhem and murder, the story closes in
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The Large Way.

A PROPOS Of j. Pierpont Moraans I'M
"A mense resources, as shown IN MS
recent proffer of slO0,OOO0uo wherewith
TO build more New York subways, Q
broker said:
Mr. Morean.s wealth causes him to
look AT money i'm a large way. Once, at
the Metropolitan Club in 18th avenue l
told him of the death of a mutual friend.
How much did he leave? Mr.. Morgan
asked.
IA matter OF five or six millions | be-
lieye' said l.
Mr.. Morgan's eyebrows lifted.
How deceptive circumstances some
times are, he said. j always supposed
him quite comfortably off. =
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4 well nigh fatal lightning stroke shuts
off the invention of this ingenious sailor
before the mast. and leaves him in a
Cape Town hospital listening to the
crews So-long"' while the ship. for
want of a chronicler, pursues an unad-
venturous way. This is a sea tale of fine
stir. that sends shivers of alternate dread
andN delight over the reader as he follows
the gallant Benares from victory to vic
tory over the dangers of the deep.
LETTERS FROM G. G. New YORK:
Henry Holt & Co. Washington
William Ballantyne & Sons.
With the distinguished Samuel Richard
sen as Il model for plan. &c. c." develops
this story of friendship and near-love by
means of letters. The familiar accident,
fellow boarders-in this case both Ameri-
cans in Paris pension with a common
feeling for country, kinship of mind and
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No Remedy.

CIT HAT remedy said Senator Till
man of a proposed piece of leg
islation, lis as impracticable as little
George WaShington's.
George Washington, you know, when
his father spoke to him about the cherry
tree. said:
. Yes, father, did chop down the tree,
but / can easily make the evil good
. How so. my boy?' the father asked.
Why said George, if L chopped it
down, can't / chop it up?'"
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A Poets Wit.
HEREFORD,

N@LIVER HEREFORD, the brilliant
~ wit and poet, was a guest at a
country house last winter when chill
dren's Valentine day party was given"
The speaker was a novelist He re-
sumed:
Mr.. HerfOrd was slightly put out by
the children's nOise-he was at work, 1
believe. on one of his splendid alphabet
books-and that night at dinner, when
asked to propose a toast for the little
ones, he rose and said:
To the much illuminated, the good
and wise King Herod.' +"
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the rest of it-conditions the friendship
expressed in this correspondence. Subse-
quently, with Naples. Florence, New
England and the south as local incite
ments, &c. c." writes such racy ellipti-
CAL bewilder.ng letters to the young fellow
now marooned in the purlieus of Chicago
that the masculine. unfacile mind of this
party of the second part quite loses its
balance before this display of feminine
grace and ingenuity. 1t turns out, how
ever. to be all mistake He is not real
ly in love. 1t is only one of those phos-
phorescent. innocuous glimmerings. A Sc
veal this fact. Finally. after more letters,
love is diverted on both sides to its
proper channel, and the correspondence
prudently closes. The love story, though
not unfamiliar in treatment, is. of course.
interesting. The letters arc bright anu
natural.
THE LIVING MUMMY. By Ambros e
Pratt. illustrations in color by Louis
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BOOKS RECEIVED.

NEW POEMS. BY Richard Edwin Day
New York: The Grafton Press.
ALONG THE WAY, With Pen and Pen
ell. BY Carrie Munson Hoople. New
York: The Grafton Press
THE DEATH OF MAID McCREA. BY
O. G.. Auringer. author of Heart IF
the Golden Roam" etc. Boston: Rich.
ard G. Badger
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Human Nature.

From the Denver News.
Queer thing about men, isn't itv
remarked the thoughtful thinker.
Whats queer about emf" asked the
innocent bystander.
why" rejoined the TT. "a man viii
sit on a log half a day waiting for
fish to bite, but he won't wait three
minutes for his wife to get ready for
church
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dence against expert advice. and the mat
ter was thrashed out Very thoroughly,
with. however. the result that In the END
the vote in favor of the commission pre-
vailed by large majority. The art COM
mission of New York, which has been In
successful operation for n number OF
years. served valuable precedent
but the establishment of such a commas
sion in this city under federal control
will doubtless have yet more far-reach-
ing effect. BY those who are concerned
about municipal art matters this Is re-
garded event of the greatest mo-
ment
THE same day CFebruary 81 that the
! bill for the establishment of a COM
mission of fine arts was passed by the
House of Representatives the same body
made an appropriation Of $1,000 for a
replica in bronze of the statue of Gen.
Won Steuben by Albert Jaegers. which Is
to be rected on the northeast corner or
Lafayette square. to be presented TO the
German emperor and the German nation
in recognition of the gift OF the statue OF
Frederick the Great. Mr.. Jaegers has
completed the original statue, and, though
it cannot fairly be judged until 1T is
placed in position ii has been highly
commended and will doubtless. therefore,
made a dignified and suitable gift.
THE Washington Water Color Clubs
! annual exhibition closes tomorrow.
No great number of sales. have been
made, but some pictures have been pur-
chased and the attendance has been good.
Immediately it will be followed by an ex
hibition of portraits by Wilhelm II. Funk.
which will open in the hemicycle hall
Wednesday. Mr.. Funk was born III Ger
many but for some years has resided IN
this country, occupying a studio in New
York. There recently an exhibition OF his
portraits was held at Scott & Fowles'
galleries. He is without doubt one of
the strongest OF the present day portrait
painters.
X
A L the V. q. Fischer galleries an eXhi-
"A bition of water colors by Robert
Domingo. the young Spanish artist,
is to be found Small rapid sketches.
for the most part done in gouaehe.
the pictures in this little show
are very worthy of consideration.
The vigor. the cleverness. the vitality
which characterized Sorolla's work is in
them, with. however. a remnant of the
Spanish art tradition. Vim and motion
and vitality combined with richness
of color and resonance of tone, Offset
ting a certain rawness. So full of bril-
liant promise, the question Is, will the
painter eventually bring his gifts to large
fruition?
+
CHARLES A. GRAY has recently paint
~ ed a portrait of r. a. Miller or
Georgetown which is certainly an excel
lent likeness. If perhaps a little imma
ture in technique. Mr.. Gray is COM
paratively i new member of the local
he put on his coat aud hat and descended
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~ at his master. who called for biscuits.
''Chicot. LITTLE one. he said. as he fed
him. thou at least art faithful, and it is
because l feed thee. See him. he added.
eyes arc bright with gratitude. He looks
at me without shudder. l am his
master. Mine is the hand that beats or
feeds him. 1t is something to have liv
ing creature of any sort dependent upon
one. 1t is something
He drank again. deeply. Hannaway
glanced at tie clock.
Soon he said. 1t will be closing
time. You had better come away now.
Where are You staying? 1 will take you
home if you like
Il shall not move from here" Ambrose
answered, gruff1y, until | am pushed out.
Where 1 go afterward is no concern of
any one save myself. But | assure YOU
that + shall not leave here until / must.
AS for you, go when you please. l had
a fancy to talk with you and you came.
] am grateful. but / have no more to
say to you. L think l would rather be
alone
Hannaway put his hand in his pocket.
but Ambrose, with a laugh. threw upon
the table a handful of soVereigns.
Money he said. DO you want
self. but all the time I knew that if 1
cared to raise my hand 1 could bring
gold down from the clouds. But what is
the use Of it? Tell me, man. he shouted.
striking the table, VIII II BUY woman S
love for a creature such | am? No.
You know it will not. Don't hesitate to
say SO. Nor will it buy Chicots love.
Money, What is it WORTH"
Il should advise you" Hannaway said
Ito put that back in your pocket. This
is not the most reputable neighborhood
in the world, and man with gold like
that might easily be robbed or worse"
Ambrose laughed. mo HARM he said
comes to those who are reckless. Death
or a bed If both We're there i scarcely
know what | would choose. If you want
money help yourself. If not, leave me
to pay my bill and GO
Hannaway rose to his feet. There is
one thing he said which l had it In
my mind TO say when came. Perhaps
should be truthful and say that 1t was
the reason l accepted your invitation. If
Leblun should call upon you to help him.
if you should be summoned as a witness
against Lord dillingham; remember that
after all he is Christines guardian. that
he has been kind to her and that his suf-
ferings are hers
Ambrose'S eyes seemed to narrow and
brighten at the same time. till they shone
like points of fire. II know" he an
swered, impatiently- Il know
Ito be continued tomorrow
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art colony. having occupied studio here
for less than two years. Born in Iowa.
Mr. Gray took his first and only lessons
from a French artist who happened to be
travelling in that locality and was be-
friended by his father when he was
seven years of age. When he was fifteen
he took up art as a profession and went
about from place to place painting por-
traits, for which he received good pay.
Later he drifted into newspaper illustra-
ton in Chicago, making speciality OF
portraits. until the half-tone process did
away with the necessity for the special
artist" Then Mr. Gray went to New
York and from there he came .here. He
has in his studio two or three land
scapes that he has painted recently-one
an autumnal study. the others snow
Scenes-which have some pleasing quail
ties and considerable promise.
u ROM March , to II an exhibition OF
small bronzes by Mrs. Bessie Potter
Vonnoh will be held in the Corcoran Cal
lery and should attract wide attention.
Mrs. Vonnoh Is one of the foremost of
woman sculptors, ard her work has not
only great charm. but real distinction.
Her groups of mothers and children are
especially notable. She Is at present
spending short time in Washington
modelling. with other commissions, por-
trait of Vice President Sherman
~
A DOLPHE E. BORIE of Philadelphia is
"a painting portrait of Secretary Of
the Treasury MacVeagh. The Carol II.
Beck gold medal for the best portrait in
the Pennsylvania Academy exhibition
completed within the last three years,
was awarded recently to Mr.. Borie for his
portrait of a Lady With Black Scarf
an odd picture having a night sky as a
background but unquestionably a clever
piece of painting.
THE Society of Washington Artists an
bition, to be held in the hemicycle hall of
the Corcoran Gallery from March II to
y, inclusive. 1t will comprise original
works in oil, pastel, burnt wood and
sculpture Through the liberality of
Ralph Cross johnson, a first prize of $50
and second prize of S100 are offered for
the two best works in oils without re-
gard to subject. The object being to slim
ulate endeavor, the jury is authorized to
withhold the award if no works reach an
exceptional standard. Exhibits will be
received March :, at the Corcoran CAL
lery, and entry blanks and other informa-
ton NAV be obtained from the secretary,
Mr.. T. S. j. Dunbar, sos 18th street.
4 y
A DELIGHTFUL and enlishtening lee
"a ture on "Civic Art in America" was
delivered by j. Horace Mcfarland before
the Washington Society of the Fine Arts
Wednesday evening at the Washington
Club. Mr.. Mcfarland is the president
of the American Civic Association, and
is actively engaged in promoting civic bet
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the ouietude of a marriage. which one
devoutly hopes. though with Nuch OF
dubiety. may bring tranquility TO the
innocent and overwrought victims of this
riot OF intrigue