The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1910-07-20

uieu, .JOHn SlnCldlr Drought out tne
little volume and looked it over.
Il think better of you tonight, Herr
Vogel," he said in a low murmur. 81
think so well of you and your dual
tiles that I'm going to test you still
further"
And he laughed and hid the
book and went to bed.
The next day he was busy at his
desk when dark little man with
STOPPING shoulders entered the
room.
How do you do, Mister Sinclair"
he said with strong foreign ac-
cent.
John Sinclair looked up and the
little man bowed low.
"Hullo," said John. You here
again? What's wrong?'
Nothing iss wrong, Mister Sin
clair, sir. l drop in when l am so
near. 1t iss for the GREETING l hope
you are healthy, Mister Sinclair, sir"
Il am quite well, thank you."
You were so kind when the pay
ment on the house was not to the
day settled, that l am pleased to
give you the little book-with the
money for which you 80 kindly
wait. Did you like the little book?"
The dark man looked at John
Sinclair expectantly, with his head
very much on one side.
ITS a curious little book" John
replied.
"It iss a wise little book" said
the caller. 81 am Galician. Herr
Wilhelm Vogel iss Prussian. But
he iss known of Galicia. At Novitz-
burg there was sick Englisher.
He liked Herr Vogels book. He
said, 4 will write it into English and
have 1t printed into English. 1t iss
wise book SO he wrote it into
English and it was in the print shop
and on the press when the fire broke
out-such a fierce fire-and the what
you call sheets were burned, only
two of the sets escaping. And the
one is mine which now iss yours.
And the other iss in the big library
by Novitzburg-for the Englisher is
dead"
He had spoken quite rapidly and
with many GESTURES now he sudden
ly paused and again looked expectant.
ly at John Sinclair.
Il thank you" said the latter. THE
book is interesting"
Read it again. Mister Sinclair, sir.
You find it helps you. Vogel knows.
I wish you well Mister Sinclair"
But he was back again in moment.
Keep it to yourself, Mister Sim
clair, sir, 1t iss not well to have a
wise book for everybody. 1t iss for
you, Mister Sinclair-I wish you we'll"
John Sinclair stared at the open
doorway, but this time the little man
did not come back. John suddenly
laughed.
ut appears that | possess half OF
book. Only two copies are known
to be in existence and both can be
traced.
He laughed again and returned to
his work
That night his face beamed upon
his wife as sha opened the front door.
"a little late, my pet" he said as he
fondly kissed her. "but you will ex-
cuse the delay when | tell you what
caused it. Really, it's too good to
keep. must tell you now"
But the supper, John"
"The supper can wait"
The little wife stared at him.
why, l hardly know you, John
dear. You seem taller and bigger.
And you speak so commandingly.
What has happened to you, dear
John?"
He flung down his hat and outer
coat
I'm elated dear. I'm drunk on the
elixir of good fortune. I'm on very
good terms with myself. That's the
explanation"
The little wife looked at him anx-
1ously.
"Sit down, DEAR" she said. I'm
afraid you are not well. You look
feverish."
IT'S the gold fever, my dear girl"
he laughingly cried. 1--WE bought the
Edwards tract"
an extremely limited euition OF rare
Her eyes opened wider.
But thought that would make
you very serious-it meant such a
heavy burden"
''Do l look serious?"
mo. John"
Am l bending beneath a. heavy |
burden!"
81 never saw you stand so straight,
dear-but I don't like the way your
eyes glitter"
They're justified in glittering, my
dear, sit down and stop looking
scared. I'm going to tell you in words
Of one syllable. as far as possible, all
about it.
She sat beside him and smoothed