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''Sit down." she begged. do not leave
me. Indeed 1T Is useless. He knows. He
does not choose to come. Men are like
that. Oh, madame. 1 have learned my
lesson. 1 know now that love is vain
thing. Men do not often really feel it.
They come to us when we please Them
but afterward that does not count.
suppose we were meant to be sacrificed.
have given up thinking of Eugene. He
is afraid. perhaps, Of the infection.
think that I would sooner go out Of life
as I lie here, cold and unloved, than have
him come to me unwillingly."
The woman could not hide her tears
any longer There was something so ex-
quisitely fragile, so strangely pathetic, in
that PROSTATE figure by her side.
But, my dear" she faltered-
Madame" the girl interrupted, "hold
, my hand for q moment. That is the doc
tor coming; I hear his footstep. I think
that I must Sleep ."
Nine. Christophor-she had another
name, but there were few occasions on
which she cared to use 1t was driven
back to Paris. In accordance with her
murmured word Of instruction, at a pace
lions or even of safety. Through the
peaceful lanes, across the hills into the
suburbs and into the city itself she pass
ed, at speed which was scarcely slack
ened even when she turned into the boule-
ward which was her destination. CHANGING
at the slip of paper which she held in
her hand, she pulled the checkstring be-
fore q tall block of buildings. She hur-
ried inside assembled two flights Of stairs
and rang the bell Of door Immediately
opposite her. A very German-looking
man-servant opened it after the briefest
Of delays-a man with fair mustache, fat
stolid face and inquisitive eyes.
rs your master in" she demanded, IN
Estermen?"
The man stared at her. then bowed
The appearance Of Nine. Christopher
was, without doubt. impressive
'I will inquire, madame" he replied.
II am in q hurry" she said, CURLY
BE so good as to let your master know
that
A moment later she was ushered into q
sitting room-a mans apartment, untidy
reeking Of cigarette smoke and stale air
There were photographs and souvenirs OF
women everywhere. The windows were
fast-closed and the curtains half drawn
| The man who stood upon the hearthrue
was of medium height. dark, with close
| cropped hair and black, dropping mus
tache. His first glance at his visitor as
| the door opened. was one Of impertinent
curiosity.
..Madame?" he inquired.
"You are M. Estermen?'
| He bowed. He was very much i'm.
pressed and he endeavcred to assume q
manner.
THAT is my name Pray be seated
| She waved away the chair he offered
MY automobile Is in the street below, >
/ she said. IT wish you to come with me
| at once to see q poor girl who Is dying.
| He looked at her in Amusement.
| Are you serious. madame?'
II am very serious indeed. she replied
THE girls name is Lucie Renault.''
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q by the little French city Of st.
Die were received here this
week from our embassy in
Paris and have been placed in the GUS
tody of the Smithsonian Institution as
belonging to the National Gallery collec-
tions.
These paintings are portraits Of Martin
Waldseemuller, Matthias Ringmann and
vautrin Lud, the three men most promi-
nently identified with the selection Of the
name America. It was, 1t will be re-
called, in the city Of st. Die that this
name was first given to the newly dis
covered continent. being printed for thu
first time in the ''Cosmographfe Introduc
to- of April %, 1907, and having been Sc
lected by the editors whose portraits we
now possess. These learned gentlemen
were cognizant OF the fact that a CONT
nent had been discovered, America Yes
pucci's narrative having reached them,
but they had not heard of Columbus ex-
plorations or discoveries, and hence de-
cided to name the new land america '
Thus it befell that St. Die became, as II
name subsequently appeared on the chart
edited at ST. Die in 1908 and engraved by
Waldseemuller.
The event which led to the pr esentation
of the portraits was a fete held "a the
four hundredth anniversary Of tina death
of Ringmann to celebrate the baptism OF
America" Our ambassador. Mr.. Robert
Bacon, was formally invited to be the
city's guest, and upon arrival on The date
set, was deliberately received with forma
honors and at a reception presented by
the mayor with the three portraits which
are now in the new building Of the Ma.
tfonal Museum Later the same day q
tablet was placed upon the house wherein
the printing press was located, the fatefu
press which printed the little new wore
which soon meant the great new country
Under these circumstances II woult
seem less than unappreciative to stop ane
question the artistic merit of the works 81
generously presented. A portrait invari
ably has a two-fold interest, foremost Of
which is that OF personality. Each OF tn,
astute editors whose portraits we ma.
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THE MISCHIEF MAKER !
E. PHILIPS OPPENFEIM
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heart" she added, dropping her voice
he must know that am going to die:
Her eyes seemed to have stinened In
their sockets. to have become dilated;
Her lips trembled, but her eyes remained
steadfast.
''Oh, madame" she sobbed. 'is 1t nc:
cruel that one should die like this!
am SO young. have seen so little Of life
1t is not just madame-it Is not JUST!
The woman who sat by her side was
| shaking. Her heart was torn with pity
Everywhere In the soft. sunlit air, wher.
ever she looked, she seemed to read In
| letters of fire the history of this girl, the
history Of SO many others
I'VE will not talk Of death, dear" SHE
said. Doctors are so wonderful nova.
days. There are so few diseases which
| they cannot cure. They seem to snatch
! one back even from the grave. Besides
nineteen. Tell me about this man-Eu
gene you called him. He has never once
| been to see you.not even when you were
In the hospital?'
The girl began to tremble.
! mot once" she murmured.
| You are sure that he had your letters
alone?'
There was a short silence. The woman
found 1t hard to know what to say
Somewhere down along the white dust,
road man was grinding the music of q
| threadbare waltz from an ancient barre
| organ. The girl closed her eyes.
| I'VE used to hear that sometimes" SHE
whispered. lat the cafes. At one wher,
we went often they used to know that
| liked 1t and they always played 1t wher
/ we came. 1t Is queer to hear 1t again
like this. - Oh, when close my eyes.
she muttered. II am afraid 1t Is lik,
| shutting out life for always"
| The woman by her side rose UP. Luci,
caught at her skirt.
Madame. you are not going YETI" sh'
i pleaded. Am I selfish? Yet you hav,
not stayed with me so long as yesterda,
! and ! am 10 lonely"
The woman's face had hardened little
at am going to find that man." she re
piled. II have his address. / want Il
bring him to you.'
! The girls hold upon her skirt frightened
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will be somewhat convinced Of the prog
ress of socialism by the statement that
1t Is represented politically by great
International party with nearly 10.O00.OOO
PETER AND JANE, or the Missing
Heir. BY s. Macnaughtan, author OF
"A Lame Dogs Diary" etc. New
ton: Brentano's.
Had the hand Of death been with
held only a few minutes from Mrs
Ogilvie, as she sat writing a letter to
her son, much trouble and suffering
would have been spared. Her own
death was decreed. She knew she
could not survive much longer. and she
wished her heir to know the circum-
stances regarding a supposed elder
brother who had long been regarded by
the world as dead. But the end came
Just as she had reached a point at
which his later reading left the con-
viction that he was not in truth the
heir. And so Peter and Jane were not
married. as they had planned. for Peter
thought it was unfair to the girl to
take her as his wife when he had no
certainty as to his financial future. In
a conscientious spirit he proceeded to
trace the missing heir. His search car
ried him into South America, where
finally the truth was uncovered. The
author presents a tale Of living in
terest peopled by some unusual char
acters quite refreshingly unlike the
ordinary array Of English fiction folks
THE SABLE LORCHA. BY Horace
Hazeltine, author OF 1.-The City OF
Encounters" With eight illustra-
tions by J. j. Gould. Chicago: A. c.
McClurg & Co.
Occasionally in real life 1T happens
that two men so closely resemble each
other that they are honestly confused
in identity. In fiction it is entirely per-
missible to base a story upon this
hypothesis. 1t is not an unfair dis
closure of Mr.. Hazeltine's plot to say
that The Sable Lorcha" is story OF
this sort. It is enjoyable. although the
reader may suspect at the outset that
the man who is threatened through
anonymous communications with a
mysterious punishment is not guilty
of any offense deserving of such atten.
tions. His very innocence of the un-
named crime rather adds to the interest
of the narrative. The solution Of the
problem presented by certain uncanny
warnings and the ultimate disappear
ance of the intended victim is accom-
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CHAPTER I.
Sympathy and Selfishness,

The girl who was dying lay In an in
valid chair piled up with cushions in a
sheltered corner Of the lawn. The woman
who had come to visit her had deliberate
ly turned away her head with q MUIR
INJURED word about the sunshine and the
field of buttercups. Behind them was the
little sanitarium. a gray-stone villa, built
in the style of a chateau. overgrown with
creepers. and with terraced lawns stretch
ing down to the sunny corner to which
the girl had been carried earlier in the
day. There were flowers everywhere
beds Of hyacinths, and borders of purple
and yellow crocuses. A lilac tree was
bursting into blossom, the breeze was soft
and full of life. Below. beyond the yell
had spoken, flowed the Seine, and In the
distance one could see the outskirts Of
Paris.
THE doctor says / am better" the girl
whispered. plaintively. This morning he
was quite cheerful I suppose he knows
but 1t is strange that l should feel SO
weak-weaker even day by day. And my
cough-it tears me to pieces all the time. y
The woman who was bending over hei
gufped something down In her throat and
turned her head Although older thar
the invalid whom she had come to visit
she was young and very beautiful. Hel
cheeks were q trifie pale. but even with
out the tears her eyes were almost the
color of violets.
THE doctor must know, dear Lucie,
she declared. "Our own feelings SO otter
mean nothing at ALL
The girl moved little uneasily In hel
chair She. also, had once been pretty
Her hair was still an exquisite shade o.
red gold, but her cheeks were thin ani
pinched, her complexion had gone. hel
clothes fell about her. She seemed, some
how. shapeiess.
Yes" She agreed, "the doctor knows
he must know. l see ii in his manner
every time he comes to visit me. In hn
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For the moment he seemed perplexed
Then his eyebrows were slowly raised.
"Lucie Renault." he repeated. "What
do you know about her?'
suffered at your hands and who is dying
in a private hospital" Nine. Christopher
answered ''She has been taken there out
Of charity. She has no friends. she is
dying alone. Come with me- I will take
you to her. You shall save her at least
from that terror"
It was the aim of the man with whom
she spoke to be considered modern. A
perfect and inv1ncible selfishness had ena-
bled him to reach the topmost heights OF
callousness and to remain there without
affectation.
IF the little girl is dying" he said, 81
am sorry. for she was pretty and com.
panionable, although I have lost sight Of
her lately. But as to my going out to SET
her. why, that is absurd. I hate Hines:
Of all Sorts"
The woman looked at him steadfastly
looked at him as though she had come
into contact with some strange creature
DO you understand what it is that
am saying?" she demanded. This cir
was once your little friend, is it not so,
1t was for your sake that she gave w
the simple life she was living when you
first knew her and went upon the stage
The life was too strenuous for her. She
broke down. took no care Of herself, de-
The man sighed. He had adopted ar
expression Of abstract sympathy.
"A terrible disease" he murmured.
"A terrible disease indeed" Nine. Chris
tophor repeated. do you not understand
what I mean when I tell you that she Is
dying of it? Very likely she will not live
a week-perhaps not a day. She lies
there alone in the garden Of the hospita
and she is afraid. There is no one wht
knew her, whom she cares for, to take
her into their arms and to bid her have
no fear. Is it not your place to do this.
You have held her in your arms in life
Don't you see that it is your duty t.
cheer her little way on this last darl
journey?"
The man threw away his cigarette and
moved to the mantelpiece, where he help
ed himself to a fresh one from the box.
Madame" he said. II perceive tha
you are sentimentalist."
She did not speak-she could not. She
only looked at him.
Death he continued, lighting his Gig
arctic, us an ugly thing. II 1t came tt
me should probably be quite as mucf
afraid-perhaps more-than any one else
But it has not come to me just yet. Il
has come. you tell me. to little Lucie
Well, I am sorry, but there is nothing
can do about it. I have no intention
whatever of making myself miserable.
do not wish to see her. do not wish tt
1t. II 1t were not. madame" he added
with a bow and meaning glance from
his dark eyes. that you bring with yol
something OF Your own so well worth
looking upon, could almost find myself
regretting your visit
She still regarded him ixediy. There
was in her face something of that shrink
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this laxtty of law, an altogether charm
ing volume of memories and inventions.

this laxity Of law, an altogether charm
ing volume of memories and inventions.
CITY GOVERNMENT BY COMMISSION
Edited by Clinton Rogers Woodruff.
New York: D. Appleton & Co.
For many years the National Municipal
League has been the means for bringing
forward municipal problems: Valuable
papers and documents on the subject have
in this time been accumulated. How
shall this body OF useful literature be
disseminated? This volume on "city
Government by Commission Is the par
tial answer to this important question.
The all-around view of the subject of
commission government set down in this
body of essays is its distinctive recon-
mendation. Here the fundamental prin-
c1ples involved are clearly defined, In
connection with brief crisp history of
the movement. A description of the Gal
weston plan. the Des Moines plan and
other type forms of the invention Is &C.
companied by a complete analysis Of the
provisions of each. In complete fair
mindedness. arguments against commits
sion government are submitted as we'll as
those for it, Its applicability to the large
city Is discussed. with a summary of the
growth of the movement and a forward
look upon its development. An authori-
tative. convenient, complete view of the
subject.
ELEMENTS OF SOCIALISM,, A Text
book. BY John Spargo, author of
Karl Marx, His Life and Work.
etc, and George Louis Arner, Phi. D.
New York: The Macmillan Com
pany.
Socialism as a condition bearing upon
the worlds betterment is so generally
COMPOUNDED with anarchy that the present
volume takes on a missionary value, apart
from its literary excellence. The rise and
growth of modern socialism throughout
Europe and in the United States is de-
fined with a forceful clearness which
must appeal to the student Of world
movements who desires to add to his
knowledge, and will doubtless astonish
the casual reader whose idea of social
list takes the form of a bomb thrower who
carries red flag. In final summing OF
Some Objections to Socialism the
writer's explain that 1.-The socialist move
ment is the greatest organized opposing
force to anarchism in the world: that it
Is not antagonistic to any form Of Christ
ian religion; that it regards the interest
of society as supreme, and that it is to
the fundamental instinct Of self-preser-
walton that socialism makes its appeal"
Mechanically inclined minds who judge
a movement by it's standing in figures,
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Ram Kennedy. author of THE
Servant in the House" New York:
Harper & Brothers.

Ram Kennedy. author of The
Servant in the House." New York:
Harper & Brothers.
Both Of Mr.. Kennedy's plays are
gospels. Both hover under the promise
that the meek shall inherit the earth. A
non-resistant Christ Is the theme Of this
play; it is also that Of 1.-THE Servant in
the House." Each embodies Christ as an
oriental mystic, set down in the midst Of
modern life, with wars and social 1u-
justice as its impelling force. In the
present play, two men on the one hand,
an officer and common soldier, talk
special act of butchery just rerpetrated.
but also about the general brutality OF
their calling. On the other hand. a
peasant woman bemoans her son shadoW-
ed dimly on the cross above her. 1t Is
an impressive play of serious meaning
and urgent mission. Nor Is 1t an alto
gether inartistic one. However, one be-
lieves that its effect would have gained
strength If the play had been left to the
darkness in which it progressed. AT its
close. with the light turned on in "un-
earthly splendor' an eastern scene OF re-
mote period is revealed-'woman dressed
in eastern garments; the captain, a Ro-
man centurion; the soldier, Roman
crosses. bearing three dead men glib
beted like thieves" Yet, in the darkness
of the play, the soldier talks the cock
NEST of cockney English. The captain Is
the very pink of modern military Of
ficialdom The womans speech is so
ignorantly mean as to sink its appeal
far below the level intended for It, A
truer dramatic sense, a more experienced
and more chastened one, would have
made the undeniable shock Of this I'M
yelling impossible.
A PERSONAL RECORD. BY Joseph
Conrad, author of THE Mirror OF
the Sea- etc. New York: Harper q
Brothers.
In leisurely reminiscent mood and IN
most delightful manner Mr.. Conrad sets
down here fragments of autobiography
bound together by the biography OF a
first novel, "Almayer's Folly" which ac-
companies him, in slowly changing stages
of growth, upon his wide adventures OF
the sea. The Kongo, Borneo, the thou
sand and one places where English ships
sail. furnish material for these rambling
recollections, as does period of exile in
company with his father, Polish patriot.
The artist and writer put these into this
familiar talk, a formless one, according
to the laws that hold literature to rule
but none the less, or rather because of
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CHAPTER II.
An Indiscreet Letter.

The library Of the house in Grosvenor
Square was spacious, handsome and or
nate. Mr.. Algernon H Carraby, M. p,
who sat debating letters to a secretary
in an attitude which his favorite pho
tographer had rendered exceedingly Ia
miliar. at any rate among his constitu-
ents, was also, In his way, handsome and
ornate Mrs. Carraby. who had just en-
tered the room, fulfilled in an even great
er degree these same characteristics. II
tory household.
Il should like to speak to you for a
moment, Algernon,' his wife announced.
Mr.. Carraby noticed for the first time
that she was carrying a letter in her
hand. He turned at once to his secre-
tary.
'sHaskwell." he said. kindly return in
ten minutes"
Carraby advanced a few steps further to-
ward her husband. She was TALL beauti-
fully dressed in the latest extreme OF
fashion. Her movements were quiet, hel
skin a little pale and her eyebrows lit
tie light. Nevertheless, she was quite a
famous beauty. Men all admired her
without any reservations. The best sort
of women rather mistrusted her.
lis that the letter, Mabel?'' her hus-
band asked, with an eagerness which he
seemed to be making some effort to con-
ceal.
She nodded slowly. He held out his
hand, but she did not at once part with 1t.
"Algernon,' she said, quietly, you
know that L am not very scrupulous- We
both Of us want success certain SORT
of success-and. we have both of us been
content to pay the price. You have spent
a great deal of money and you have sue
ceeded very well indeed. Somehow or
other, feel today as though l were
spending more than money"
>He laughed a trifie uncomfortably-
my dear Mabel!'' he protested You
are not going to back out, are your"
NO" she replied. II do not think that
shall back out. There is nothing in the
whole world I want SO much as to have
YOU a cabinet minister. II there had been
any other way
but there is no other way" her hus-
band interrupted. so long as Julien
Portel lives should never get my chance.
He holds the post I want. Every one
knows that he is clever. He has the ear
of the prime minister and he hates me.
My only chance is his retirement.
Mrs. Carraby looked at the letter.
CTo be continued tomorrow
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Elections on the Doctrine Of Evolu-
ton" was read before the American
Academy and National Institute or
Arts and Letters. New York. December
8, 1910.
WOODROW WILSON, and New Jersey
Made Over. BY Hester e. Hosford.
New York: G. P. Putnam's Sons.
1t is quite certain that this year will
witness the making Of many books on
political subjects to set forth the
claims and qualifications OF certain
candidates for office, Here Is one OF
now Governor of New Jersey, an aspir-
ant for the democratic nomination for
the presidency. 1t is deftly woven
texture Of praise and analysis to the
end of emphasizing his sincerity. his
integrity and his broad democracy. All
the controversies that have ragged
about him since his advent into the
field of national affairs are discussed
without prejudice to him. A number
various attitudes.
LECTURES - RECOGNITION AND
LOVE IN THE CELESTIAL LIFE
Immortality the Crowning EndOw-
ment OF Man. BY Rev. Samuel "
Leech. d. D.. of Washington. d. C..
author of 1.-THE Three Inebriates," etc
Published by the author.
Since his retirement from the pulpi
DR.. Leech has been engaged in the de-
livery Of lectures. two Of which are here
reproduced i'm attractive form In ordel
to reach wider circle. A glowing opti
mism marks Dr. Leech's philosophy. to
gether with a faith that is unaffected by
modern innovations and unconventional
tiles. In Recognition and Love in thu
Celestial Life" he discusses the problem
Of marriage as it affects the spiritual ex
istence, and gives striking illustrations.
THE RUSSIAN YEAR BOOK FOR 1912
Compiled and edited by Howard P
Kennard, NJ. D.. author of THE Rus
sian Peasant" assisted by Netts
Peacock New York: The Macmillan
Company.
1t is a striking evidence OF the new
nationalism that is bringing all parts Of
the world into closer relationship tina
volumes are being prepared to present t.
the people of various nations the init
mate internal affairs of others. For in
stance, here second volume of &
year book AZ with Russian mat
tiers, con erl.ii,g which there is very little
inform il outside OF the cars realms
1t is vI-able handbook and will be Of
great servic. to I'll who write upon Rus
sian topics and also to commercial In
terests.