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Ey John IL. rlo boil.

= GORGE FORK says that hs vo,,a
~ like 10 quit eussing. but the na,n,-
ers trade Is the oaIy thing he can max,
a living at.
WitEN a man becomes certain That
W his wife Possesses an uncer,aI,
amount OF cerI ''.ty he Understands
her about as we'll a. he need EXPECT
FRED WATTS, the dentist, claims ,n,+
! he can make a set OF false ,e.tS
that VIII not whistle ever when you say
scissors"
THERE comes a time In every mans
i life when he feels n desire to slow
up and let some little SRI catch him.
nLD man Craum says when you have
~ a big family 20 support there Is
very seldom a day passes that you don't
have TO spend sJmothlag,
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D work and pleasure

very well balanced p work n pleasure
alike, his demcanor was always fault
less, and he was incapable of setting his
brother a bad example. He toe him
with him wherever he went. He even
introduced him to the foyer OF the ballet.
! know that the count was said 20 he
ION terms with Sorclli. But IL could
hardly be rcckoned as a crime for this
nobleman, a bachelor. with plenty OF
leisure, especially since his sisters were
settled. to come and spend an o or
two after dinner in the company OF a
dancer. who. though not so very, very
witty. had the finest eyes that ever were
seen. And. besides. there are places
where a true Partisan, when he has the
rank of the Comte de Chagny. Is bound
to show himself: and az that TIM the
foyer OF the ballet at the opera was one
of those places.
Lastly. Philippe would perhaps not
have taken his brother behind the scenes
of the opera II Raou had not been the
f,rst to ask him. repeatedly renewing his
request with a gentle ohstinacy which
the remembered at n later date.
On that evening Philippe. after ap-
plaudlns the Dane, turned to Raoul
and saw that he was quite pale.
Don't you see" said Raoul. that
the woman's fainting?"
You look like fairting yourself"
said the Count. what's the matter?'
But Raoul had recovered himself and
was standing IN.
lets 20 and see he said; she
never sang like that before"
The Count gave his brother q curious
smiling glance and seemed quite
pie sed. They were soon at the door
leading from the house to the stage.
>np,bo-s oF suhsrrihars were slO Wly
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New PlAMS
Jumping Jupiter
Doesn't Leap
to Success.
CY CHARLES OARNTON.

w ,IEN II comes to jumping Jupiter" the saddet shine of al Is hat
w We can't read the answe in the star.
Richard Carrie was compelled last night to shine in the obscure.
rather than the reelected. glory OF he BOOK written by himself and sydney
Resented. Merry-mInded eaucgoer have long ago learned better hn to
hitch their automobiles to a sterpTt designed by the Rosenfed teamser.
earle himself may DC all right down to his white spats. bt when he sits down
to write he should first provide himself with dark green glasses and then take
every precauton to keep out the pae light of Rosenfdd. It vas the WORDS. even
more than TIE music, that made life sad at the New York Theatre lastn night
Kari tIoshna knows how to rite light music that run from you toes to
Jupiter active. Here, as duh natter OF fact is a musical piece that hasn't
even a tune to keep It going. Its music! isn't worth ummms. nj as for Its
took-wel, Me@rs. Carrie and Rosenfeld might we'll have been uD to o funnicr
and better business.
Carrie himself is to he condemned only Is ne o.: the authors Of Jumping
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asked Raoul coolly. There's no breath
ing here"
You're quite right" said the doctor.
And he sent every one away. except
Raoul and the maid, who looked at
Raoul with eyes OF the most ~undisgu!sed
establishment. She had never seen him
before and yet dared not question hii.
and the doctor imagined that the young
mar was only acting as he did because
he had the right to. The viscount,
therefore. remained In the room watch
ing Christine as she slowly returned
10 life, while even the Joint managers,
Debienne and Poligny, who hsd come
to offer their sympathy and congratu-
l%ations. found themselves thrust into
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W = hlAbIiAiNp'N AtilNNiph NbS ~
s ing given on the occasion Of
the retirement OF N. Dcbienne and VI.
Poligny. who had determined to de
game" ms we say nowadays. They had
been assisted In the realization of their
ideal though melancholy programme by
all that counted In the social and artistic
world OF Paris.
All these people mot after the perform
ance in The foyer OF the ballet. where
Sorelli waited for the arrival OF the re-
firing managers with a glass OF cham
payne in her hard and a little prepared
speech at the ZIP Of her tongue. Behind
her the members OF the corps de ballet.
young and old. discussed the events OF
the day In whispers and EXCHANGED dis
Greet signals with their friends. a
noisy crowd OF whom surrounded the
supper tables arranged along the slant
ing noor.
A few OF the dancers had already
changed into ordinary dress. but most
OF them wore their skirts OF gossamcr
gauze: and all had thought IL the RICH,
thing TO put on n special face for the o..
~caslon-ail. that Is, except little Jammes
whose fifteen sunmers-happy age,-
seemed already to nave forgotten tn,
ghost and the death OF Joseph Buquet
| She never ceased t. laugh and chatter
to hop about and play practical Jokes
until NM. Deblenue and Poligny APP,
pearcd on the atcps OF the foyer. wher
she was severely called 10 order by thS
impatient Sorelll.
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Most Daring Sensation Nobel of the Century IS

seemed one forever, returned TO his
breast and was %throhhing loudly. The
whole passage echoed with Its beating
and Raoul's ears were deufencd. Sure
ly IL his heart continued to make such
a noise they would hear 1t inside. they
would open tho door and the young
man would be turned away In disgrace.
what a position for a Chagny, To be
caught listening behind II door! lie
TOOK his heart in his two hands to maze
It stop.
Are you very tlred7'
"Oh, tonight ! gave you my soul
and I am dead" Christine replied.
Your soul Is a beautiful thing.
child replied the grave mans voice.
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II am not III now said Christine
suddenly. with strange and unexpected
energy.
She rose anc passed her hand over
her eyelids.
Thank you. Doctor. should like to
be alone. Please go away, all OF you
Leave me. l feel very restless this
evening""
The doctor tried to make o Mort
protest. but. pcrcciving the girls evil
dent agitation. he thought tho best
remedy was not to thwart her. And
he went away. saying to Raoul. out
side:
she Is not herself tonight. She is
usually so gentle"
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But he now understood why Raoul
was absent-minded when spoken to
and why he always tried to turn every
conversation to the subject OF the
opera.
They reached the stage and pushed
through the crowd OF gentlemen, scene
supers n chorus girls. Raoul
leading the way, feeling that his hear
no longer belonged to him, his face set
with passion, while Count Philippe fol-
lowed him With difficulty and continued
to smile. At the back of the stage
Raoul had to stop before the thrush Of
the little troop of ballet girls WHO
blocked tho passage which he was try
ing to enter.
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Jupiter" Cheertly. even snilingly. he
tried to rise above the dismal work he
had helped make for himself. Like the
savage musical comedy warrior that he Is
he showed his teeth and bit into sup
posediy choice morse!s that may have
Iiven forth the Juice Of humor In re-
gicns where the tall pine flour!sho, while
the reluctant maple Is getting up its
courage 10 Yield the nour!salng sap.
But the BOOK ran dry. That's the
beginning and the end Of the inexp..cahle
tale that was ree.ed OF. It made
Naughty Marietta" seem like a natural
flow OF wit and humor by comparison,
We were Obliged to sit and listen to things
in which there was not a ghost OF a
smile, only the ~grlnning skeleton OF mu-
steal comedy dead and gone. And this
sort OF experience is paralyzlng. 1t has
the effect OF giving you writer's cramp
several joints above the elbow. You SIM
ply can't write about It and feel alive al
the same time. Inch By inch you die IN
your chair.
Just as | had given up hope Of seeing
Mr.. earle do something new heidi It,
Without the flourish that usually sets a
new fashion, he drew his handkerchief
from his shoe top instead OF from his
coltsleeve.
CYou know, OF course, It Is the height
Of vulgar.ty for a MAJ TO carry his hand
kerchief in his pocket.) Evidently Mr.
earle had s!ven much thought to this I'M
portant sW1ject, VITA the air OF ore VINO
has seen the world and put II dowa for
what 1t Is worth. he drew his haadie.-
chief from his shoe and IN a fash. as It
were. wiped out the woody. tedious
Resented. Aside from this moment
significant in its humor and revolution
airy in It's example, there wac little for
Mr.. Garlic to do that he had not done
before. He repeated himself both reil-
giously and historically, from spats to
forehead. It goes without saying that
his view OF lie was taken through
glasses that seemed 10 reflect the wis
the light Of It all Il seemed wonderfu!
Hopper seemed almost as strange
tho newspapers. Ia a monkoy-hat and
nor sounded llhc hcc old Etif. she waB
er training had ev.dcnIly sono for Moth
IAfg.A u1,. laHnp trNFin. . "a sIpF apA tl,.
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A WONDER WORKER.

Your W baby. !t YOU have one"
advertised tho e~nterpr!sing photosra-
pher. can DO enlarged, tinted. and
framed for ss.7S per doxen"-Metros
polltan Magazine
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dom of the musical comedy ages n the light OF It all It seemed wonderful
that Mr. earle could remain 50 young.
While Richard was himself. Edna Wallace Hopper seomed almost as strange
Is m OF the visitors who get into tho newspapers. In a monkoyhat and
accents strained she neither looked Tor sounded Ike hcs old st she wns
ing Her aGcctatons quite settled her before she benn trying 10 sing and mo
height of her success vas reached when strong arms raised hr n Il char
and her feetk kicked up excitement IN which, thu audience refused to join,
Like Miss Hopper. thTc val nothing In "Jumpin. Jupiter to grow excited
about It wa deadly
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l@ 'It pAia . aplpl- we
AS a matter of fact. petted
as he was by hts two sistefts and his
Did aunt. he had retained from this
purely feminine education manners
that were almost candid and stamped
with n charm that nothing had YET
been able to sully. He was a little
over twenty-one years OF age and
looked eighteen. lie had a small, fair
m~ustache, beautiful blu eyes and a
complexion Ike a girls.
Philippe spoiled Raoul. To begin with,
he was very proud OF him and pleased
TO foresee a glorious career for his
Junior IN the navy IN which n OF their
ancestors, the famous Chagny de La
Roche, had held the rank OF Admiral.
lie took advantage Of the young mans
leave OF absence to show him Paris,
with all its luxurious and artistic de-
lights.
The count considered that. at Raoul's
age. II is not good to he too good. Phil
ippe himself had a character that was
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CHAPTER II.
(Continued.)
The New Marearifa.

shyne.ss o. the sailor lad
was almost saving his .nno-
c~ence-was remarkable. He
seemed TO have but Just felt
81 tine wofnon's apron-s:rirgs.
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III.
The Mysterious Reason.

URrNG this time the farewell
ceremony was taking place. I
have already said that this
magnificent function was be-
ing rlven ON tho ocrnslon OF
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Just Oysters.

Scene: Th- Chatterton Arms.
tha.lCiels A!a. lane, Aus. Davis AMI BOY.
boy rlugs Mrs. Crane = hrIl.)
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looking at the doctor in some sur.
prise.
Baron's mouth opened and his eyes
almost protruded from his plump face
4 low. wordless growl came from his
throat.
you told me ! should meet Mr..
Baron" said the woman
He Is In the house. but you will
neither see nor hear him." answered
the doctor. But come, let us take
our places for the seance."
We closed the doors, drew up a small
table into the center of the room,
and arranged three chairs around IT,,
Baron. in his. remaining where he sat,
forming the fourth. At signal from
the doctor lowered the gas Jet. so
that only faint light remained, Just
strong enough to enable us TO see
each others faces. Mrs. Darrell sat
between myself and Brodsky, with
Baron facing us. We sat there for
about five minutes: then the table
began to tremble, as though some con.
vulsion were taking place internally.
Then two faint raps were heard.
rs anybody there" asked Brodsky
Louder. please. Now my friend, we
want to find out your grievances and
draw up a peace treaty with you.
What Is your name?"
He ran slowly through the alphabet.
When he arrived at the twenty.fifth
letter loud rap resounded upon the
table.
THE letter y said Brodsky. Now
the next letter please. A. b. C.
d =. :" The rap sounded at o.
The next letter was U, and the next
X. Then came five or six light raps
together, indicating the termination OF
the word
"Your!'" said the doctor. ut
sounds like the termination of an epls
tie. Let's have the next word, then"
The rapping began again as Dr.
Brodsky went through the alphabet
The letters spelled out in succession
were l., ]. T, T. l., and +. Then again
came the terminal sign. And the last
word was "dahlia."
Your little dahlia!" said Brodsky
impatiently. That's the worst Of tho
seance." he continued to me, rather In
an aside. 1T attracts a mischievous
and prankish form Of elemental spirit
whose messages. even when compre.
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Untold Riches.

Wealth is merely comparative.
Ones possessions constitute a pit.
tance or fortune, according to ones
point of view. Rev. Frederic Denison
tells a story Of one Of the inhabitants
OF old Westerly, X. J., which shows
there is no general standard of riches.
The young man, prompted by patriot
ism and desire for gold, had enlisted
in the uncertain business of privateer.
ing.
On returning home after many and
various cruises, he was thankfully
greeted by his kin and anxious friends.
His mother, with maternal solicitude,
inquired
We'll, Harry. how have you made
out? Did you get much money!
oh, yes. mother" answered the ad.
venturer Il had good luck. am rich.
| shall have enough, with prudence
and care, to carry me through life, I
hope"
Il am glad. my son. How much
have you?"
We'll, don't exactly know yet, but
| think when we settle up It will
amount to S3O."-Youth's Companion.
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Your little dahlia': Jim, the Pen.
man; and Chips. the Carpenter!' Re.
verse the order, and what syllables
do We obtain"
"Chip.pen.dale!" / exclaimed with
sudden inspiration.
Exactly" said Brodsky. "Of course,
it was not the famous maker of chairs
himself. but the old gentleman who,
as Mrs. Darrell told us, imagined him
self to be Chippendale, and talked in
in acrostics. No doubt the insult to
his chair when it was flung into the
let, inspired him with the desire to bs
revensed"
But surely he would not still be
insane after hundred years Of spirit
life!' said. That offers up rather
hopeless chances for those Of us who
die deranged | nmind."
Only when he returned to this
earth sphere" replied the doctor.
Then he would naturally take on the
characteristics which he possessed on
leaving It. But hundred years is an
unusually long period for a spirit to
manifest itself upon this earth, and
think it is highly probable that, now
that the Darrells are restored to their
own home, he will pass on to higher
spheres and cease to revisit u.s.
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knew it had to go. But he's taken
over the mortgage on this cottage and
threatens to put us out next week
and raze 1t to the, ground Heaven
knows what will happen to us, for
were at the end Of our resources. All
our poor furniture wouldn't net us a
hundred dollars"
"Ah, Pretty old chairs, eh?" said
Brodsky, looking around him.
They were good In their day" said
Mrs. Darrell with some slight touch
Of pride MIR. Darrclls greatgrand.
father brought them over from Eng.
land before the revolution. They made
good furniture in those days-better
than they do now-and If they don't
look pretty, they've worn well. But
they've about outlived their useful.
ness. Peters. the travelling peddlcr,
has offered me fifteen dollars for the
nine of them, and he'll be here to.
morrow. I'm thinking Of letting them
go"
They're an heirloom, | see, like
the family ghost" said Brodsky pleas.
antly. The woman started and cast
a dubious glance at him.
You've heard about that. them"
she asked. coloring family. They do
say there is ghost. although 1t never
troubled any OF us"
Whose is It? The mans who made
the chairs"
'No, indeed" Mrs. Darrell an.
swered 1T is supposed to be the
spirit Of the old gentleman who wlled
the chairs to my husbands great.grand.
father. Mr.. Darrell used to visit him
constantly at his English estate be.
fore he died. The old fellow had be.
come greatly attached to his chairs,
aud in his last days, when his mind
had given away little, he used to
think he had made them. He told
Mr.. Darrell that he would always be
near them. and that they should never
leave his descendants as long as they
lasted. lie left them to Mr.. Darrell
because he was almost as proud OF
them as the old gentleman himself:
they were both fond OF good furniture,
and the maker-l forget his name
had quite a reputation. He died tho
year before Mr.. Darrell emigrated. We
used to play at table.turniEg some.
times, and the chairs used to dance
all round the table and rap out all
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vulgar aspect Of the owner as n,
paced to and fro. Drawn up to the
table was plain wooden chair. appar.
emily of antique workmanship, and
singularly pleasing to the eye when
contrasted with the rest Of the para.
phernalia. Suddenly our host leaped
foot into the air and struck out
wildly. At the same instant, In the
mirror that faced us, saw for a
feetng second the Mortified features
OF the footman in the hall.
You'll excuse me II | sit down."
said Mr.. Baron, sinking into the wood.
en- chair. Il give in. I'm here until
you drive them away. James," he
called. and the footman appeared In.
stantly at the door, his face again
composed. James, serve dinner here
don't know whether they'll pinch
you. gentlemen" he added. "but you
can try II you like"
! sat down with some apprehension.
but neither Brodsky nor experienced
the least uneasiness.
with your permission" said the
doctor. we will take short walk
over to the Darrell's cottage and in.
spect those other chairs. Which way
Is it?"
over there, down by the crick,"
said Baron contemptuously. Il sup
pose you know your business. But
say. Doc" he went on anxiously,
you're not going to let on about me,
are you? Good Lord. what a scoop
for them. They hate me like poison.
It'd be my political finish" ,
Not word" said the doctor, and
We went out. A walk Of few min.
utes brought us to the cottage, a pret.
ty little place, from which the man.
sion was Just visible. The wife re.
ceived US with hospitality and with
out inquiring our business, after the
southern custom. Brodsky soon drew
her out. vhile the daughter and young
son sat by In silence.
Il don't blame Mr.. Baron for buy.
ing the place over our heads" said
the woman. I'VE couldn't have kept
1t up after my husband died, and we
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sorts OF nonsense In the form of acros.
ttics. thought 1t was the old gentle
man in his crazy moods. but my hus-
band said 1t was nothing but animal
magnetism"
Well his prophecy has come true"
said the doctor. for they have Ger.
tainly followed you here. and
shouldn't be very surprised II they
should remain with you after all. But
now have a favor to ask OF you.
There have been some curious mani.
festations In the mansion, and we are
going to hold seance there. VIII
you come and sit with US? 1t is i'm.
perative for its success"
At first Mrs. Darrell stoutly refused.
But when the doctor had set his mind
upon anything he usually got it. What
arguments he used to persuade her
cannot recall: It seems to me now
that ii was his hypnotic powers that
finally overcame her natural reluct-
ance. Anyhow. five minutes later we
three were strolling amicably toward
the mansion. We found Mr.. Baron
waiting for US in his chair, a gloomy
expression upon his face. At the sight
OF Mrs. Darrell he sprang to his feet
with an oath-and promptly collapsed
with yell and began rubbing him.
self.
mfr. Baron" said Brodsky, Mrs
Darrell has consented TO sit with us
at our seance, and her presence is alb,
solutely necessary for its success. She
knows nothing he added in a whls.
per. Sit in your chair and she will
discover nothing"
She'll learn that they've been
pinching me. won't she?" shouted Mr.
Baron, forgetting all caution.
mo, for | have already thrown her
into a hypnotic condition" returned
the doctor Il would not bring her
here under false pretenses, but ! have
already sealed her ears so that she
cannot hear you" He turned to the
woman. Mrs. Darrell" he said.
there is nobody In that chair"
Why, of course not" she returned.
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stay here for-1 wouldn't stay for
for a street railroad franchise he
spluttered. And I'm ruined. I've
been kicked by chair. I've been
kicked by chair. an old, dirty chair
that threw out into the lot. What'll
they say about me at the capitol?"
Nothing" said the doctor. Meth.
er Of us will breathe q word Of tm: tem,s:
and nobody else sees or hears yoES
Whom are you speaking to, Nj.
Brodsky?" asked Mrs. Darrell, ner.
vously Il don't see anybody"
Baron stared at her in wild incre.
dulity and hope Then his mind went
working backward. I've got white
elephant on my hands," he cried. NO
body will buy the place, it's SO out.of-
the-way. Id take ten thousand for
it." he cried hopelessly.
I'll give you ten thousand for It,"
said the doctor.
"A bargain. When?"
Now" he replied. "A verbal agree.
ment. Are you content?"
Done" answered Baron. Then
Brodsky took out the check he had re-
ceived and handed 1t to him. Baron
looked at 1t and his face turned green.
He spun round on his heel and left
US, and the fragments of the paper de-
scended in cloud behind us. Brod.
sky turned 10 Mrs. Darrell.
This is your home," he said.
But who was the spirit?" asked
the doctor few hours later.
Have you never played charades?"
he asked. What were the names?
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H II was advertised for sale went
TO see II and said. Stuyvesant. that's
yours My wifc's away In Europe
comes back next month, and | thought
I'd buy It and At 1t up for a surprise
for her. Well. Doc, | bought It.
There's hundred acres or more
goes with II, and naturally when |
bought the place thought I'd gotten
rid OF those beggarly southcrners for
good and all. Well, first thing knew
they'd moved to little cottage they
own Just across the boundary and in.
stalled themselves there. spelling the
view OF tho crIck for me. Nv been
trying to put them out ever since. and
think I've got them nailed now. How.
ever. that's BY the way.