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~ EFORE l speak OF what hap
Is pened at school. | must say
how and when | FIRST became
known TO the doctors boy.
II was during the Christmastide.
On Christmas Eve awoke in the
dead OF night with the sense Of
awakening in another world. The
church bells We're ringing, and there
was singing outside OF our house, un-
der the window OF my mothers room
After listening for little while |
made my voice as soft as | could and
said
Mamma. what il it,"
Hush, deaN II is the Waits Lie
still and listen" said my mother.
] lay as long as my patience would
permit and then creeping over to the
window, ] saw a circle Of men and
women with lanterns. and the frost,
air smoking about their red faces
After a while they stopped singing
and then the chain OF our front door
ratified and ! heard my fathers LOUD
voice asking the singers into tn,
house.
They came IN. and when wat
back in bed ! heard them talkins
and then laughing in the room be.
| low, with Aunt Bridget louder thar
all the rect and when asked Nha
she was doing my mother told m,
! She was serving cut bunloaf anC
/ sherry wine
fen asleep before the incident wa
over but as soon as ! awoke in tht
! morning conceived the idea OF siaS
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A Quarrel.

This, too, impressed me deeply. and
the form II took in my mind was that
nanny wasn't sed enough" con-
clusion that gained color from the
fact that ] was Betsy Beauty Ierched
mp In high chair in the dining
room twice or thrice a day, drinking
rice warm milk fresh from the COW.
We had three COWS. / remembered,
and to correct the mischief OF my
mothers Illness, ! determined that
henceforth she should not have mere
ly more of our milk she should have
all of il.
Losing no time in carrying my IN
tention into effect | crept into the
dairy as soon as the dairymaid had
brought In the afternoons milking.
There II was, still frothing and bub-
bling in three great bowls, and tax
ing up the first OF them in my little
thin arms-goodness knows how
made straight for my mothers room.
But hardly had ] climbed halfway
up the stairs. putting and painting
under my burden, when | met Messy
Macleod coming down, and she fell
on me with her usual reproaches.
Mary O'Neill, you willful under
hand little vixen, whatever are you
doing with the milk"
Being in no mood for explanations,
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NINTH CHAPTER.

II WAS never sent back to scboo,
and l heard that Martin NV ~
der of the butcher, was nuh,icin
expelled This was cause OF dis.
tress to our mothers, who thought ii.
future of our lives had been nerr,o
nently darkened, but 1 can not co,
that 1t ever stood between us and M,
sunshine. On the contrary. it oc.
CURED that-Aunt Bridget havi,-
washed her hands of me. and M.r
tins father being unable to make ~,
his mind what to do with him-na
found ourselves for some timo >,
large and were nothing 10th TO tax.
advantage Of our liberty, until a day
came which brought a great disaster
One morning I found Martin with
old Tommy the Mate in his pottins.
shed. deep in the discussion of thei,
usual su5ject-the perils and pains =,
Arctic exploration, when Won bay.
little food in your wallet and not too
much in your stomach
But you has lots of things vbs,
you gets there-hams and fiitches ara
oranges and things-hasn't you,p
said Martin.
Never ha'p'orth," said Tommy
Nothing but glory. You Just takes
your Alping stock and your sleeping
sack and your bit O. biscuit and awav
you go over crevaxes deeper nor
Martha's gullet and mountains higher
nor Mount Blank and never think d
nothing but doing something that
nobodys never done before. Nv
goodness yes, boy, that's the way of Il
When you're out asploring. 'Glorys
waiting for me-, says you. and on Won
go" S0u
AT that great word I saw Martins
blue eyes glisten like the sea when
the sun Is shining on it: and then
seeing me for the first time, he turned
back to old Tommy and said:
Il s'pose you let's women go with
you when you're out asploring-wom-
en- and girls?"
Never a woman" said Tommy
Not never-not If they're stun
nefS! said Martin
Well, says Tommy. CHANGING
down at me, while his starboard eva
tWinkled. Il won't say never-not il
they're summers"
Going Exploring.
Next day Martin, attended bv WI
ham Rufus, arrived at our house
with a big corn sack on his shoulder
q long broom handle in his hand A
lemonade bottle half filed with milk
large sea biscuit and a small Union
Jack which came from the confec.
TONER'S on the occa sion of his last
| birthday.
"Glory's waiting for me-ccme
along, shipmate," he said in a mys.
ferrous whisper, and without a word
of inquiry, l obeyed.
He gave me the biscuit and I nut il
IN the pocket OF my frock. and the
bottle of milk, and tied it to my belt.
ana then off we went, with the dog
bounding before us.
| fnew he was going to the sea and
my heart was in my mouth. for Of all
the Things | was afraid of feared the
sea most-a terror born with me. per
maps, on the fearful night of my birth
But ! had to live up 10 the character
had given myself when Martin be-
came my brother, and the one dread
of my life was that, finding me az
tlmid as other girls, he might want
me no more.
To BE Continued To morrow.
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EM7iEssN. / awoke I next morning
after my hair had been
brushed smooth over my forehead, |
was sitting up in bed eating for
breakfast the smallest of bantam
eggs with the smallest of silver
spoons when the door opened with
bang and a small figure tumbled
into my room.
1t was boy, two years older than
myself. He wore a gray Norfolk
jacket and knickerbockers, but the
popularity of his dress was white
felt hat of enormous size which be-
ing soiled and turned down in the
brim, and having a hole in the crown
with a crop of his brown hair stick
ing through it. gave him the appear
ance of a damaged mushroom.
Except that on entering he tipped
up his head so that | saw his face,
which was far from beautiful and
| yet had two big blue eyes-as blue
! as the bluest sea-he took no no.
| tice of my presence, but tossed a
somersault in the middle of the floor
| screwed his legs over the back of a
! chair, Vaulted over a table and finally
stood on his hands with his legs
against the wall opposite to my bed
and his Inverted countenance close
| to the carpet.
In this position, in which he was
| clearly making a point OF remaining
! as long as possible while his face
grew very red, we held our first con-
versaton. l had hitherto sat propped
up as quiet as a mouse but now l
| said:
Little boy, what's your manner"
Mart" was the answer
! Where do you come from"
"Spitzbergen.'
| can not remember that this INTEL
| lgenCe astonished me. for when the
inverted face had become scarlet, and
the legs went down and the head
came up, and my visitor tossed sew
eral somersaults over the end of my
bed, to the danger of my breakfast
tray, and then without word more
tumhled out of the ROOM | was still
| watching in astonishment
| did not know at that time that
these were the ways which since the
beginning of the world have ALWAYS
been employed by savages and BOYS
when they desire to commend them
selves TO the female of their kind. SO
Nhdt Nhtu the uoCtOfS Nlfe came
smiling upstairs | asked her If the
little boy who had been to see me
was not quite we'll
Bless you. yes dear, but that's his
way she. said. and then she told me
all about him
Martin Conrad.
: His name was Martin Conrad. and
he was her only child His hat. which
had awakened my interest, was an old
: one of his fathers, and IL was the last
thing he took off when he undres sed
for bed at night and the first thing
he put on i'm the morning. When the
hole came into its crown his mother
had tried to hide II away. but he had
, always found IL, and when she threw
70 into the river he had fished II out
, again,
lie was the strangest hoy. fun of
the funniest fancies He used to say
that before he was born he lived In
a tree and was the fellow who turned
on the rain. 1t WAS with difficulty
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hand, as something that BELONGED n
him, and before the schoolmistrs,.
could recover her breath, or the sonr
ars awake from their astonishman,
he marched me, as if his little stockg
figure had been sixteen feet tall in
stately silence out of the school
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Going to give kiss to make amends or are Won oon 70
owe me grudge for the rest of your life, my lady?

all this was the opposite of what
had happened to my own dear mother
who having everything had nothing.
while this good creature having moth
ing yet had all
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that he could be educated and avarv
morning on being awakened he aid
ne was sorry he ever started This
going to school" AS a consequence
ne could not read or write as well as
other boys of his age. and his gram
mar was still that of the peasant peo-
pie with whom he loved to associate.
Chlet among these was our gar
dener, old Tommy the Mate. who lived
IN mud cabin on the shore and
passed the doctors house on his wav
10 work Long ago Tommy had told
the BOY tremendous story. 1t was
about Arctic exploration and an ex-
petition he had Joined in search of
Franklin. This had made an over
towering impression on Martin. who
for months afterward would stand
waiting at the gate until Tommy
was going by, and then say:
Been TO the North Pole to-day.
Tommy"
Whereupon Tommys "starboard
eye would blink and he would an
swer:
Not to-day. boy. don't go to the
Norm PoIe more nor twice a day
now"
Don't you, thought" the bow
would say, and this would happen
every morning
A Young Explorer.
But later on Martin conceived the
luea that the North Pole was the To-
cality Immediately surrounding his
fathers house, and every day he
would set out on voyages of eXplora-
ton over the garden, the road and
the shore, finding, by his own ac-
count, a vast world of mysterious
things and undiscovered places. BY
some means-nobody knew how-the
boy who could not learn his lessons
studied his fathers German atlas
and there was not name in II north
of Spitzbergen which he had not got
by heart. He transferred them all to
ELAN, so that the Sky Hill became
Greenland and the Black Head be-
came Franz Josef Land, and the
Nuns Well became Behrlng Strait
and Martha's Outlet became New ST.
IBERIA, and st. Mary's Rock. with the
bell anchored on it, became the pivot
of the earth itself.
He could swim like a fish and
climb a rock like a lizard, and he
kept a log book. on the back pages
| of the Doctors book of visits, which
! he called his "diarrhea" And now
| IL you lost him you had only to LOOK
| up to the ridge of the roof, or per
haps on to the chimney stack. whicr
/ he called his crows nest. and there
you found him. spying through his IA
theirs telescope and crying out:
Look out ahead. Ice foes from
Sc latitude, IA point north, knots &c
| the larboard bow"
His mother laughed until she cried
when she told me all this, but there
/ is no solemnity like that of a child
and to me 1t was a marvellous story
/ | conceived q deep admiration foi
the doctors boy, and saw myself with
| eyes Of worship walking reverentll
| by his side. | suppose my poor lone
| ly heart was suffering after comrade-
ship, for being a sentimental little
ninny l decided to offer myself to the
doctors boy as his sister
The opportunity was dreadful Ions
| in coming. Il did not come until tn
next morning, when the door OF my
/ room flew open with a vet louder
| bang than before. and the boy en-.
! tered in a soap-boN on wheels, sup
posed 10 be a sledge, and drawn by
a dog an Irish terrier, which being
red had been called William Rufus
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FIFTH CHAPTER (Continued)

Another compensation was the
greater opportunity had for cultl-
waiting an acquaintance which / had
recently made with the doctors son,
when he came with his father on
visits to my mother AS soon as the
hoofs Of the horses were heard on the
gravel, used to dart away on tiptoe,
fiy through the porch, climb into the
gig and help the boy TO hold the reins
while his father was upstairs.
This led TO what ] thought great
discovery 1t was about my mother.
] had always known my mother was
sick. but now ! got "skute" Gas old
Tommy used to say into the cause
of her illness, II was "A matter of
milk. The doctors boy had heard his
father saying so. II my mother could
only have milk morning noon and
night. every day and all day, there
wouldn't be nothing the matter with
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The NarrdtiUe of Mary
O'NeiH
FIRST PART.
Ny Girihood

Copyright. 1912 vs. Hearst's Magazine
Copyright, 1913, by Hearst Magazine
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NOW READ ON

I tried TO push past but Messy pre-
vented me.
NO. indeed you shant go a step
farther. What will your Aunt Bridget
say? Take the milk back, miss, this
very minute
Nessy's loud protest brought Betsy
Beauty out Of the dining room, and
in a moment nay cousin, looking more
than ever like a. painted doll in her
white muslin dress with a large blue
bow in her yellow hair, had run up
stairs to assist her stepsister
| was now between the two, the
one above and the other below, and
they laid hold OF my bowl to take 1t
from me. They tugged and resisted.
and there was a struggle in which the
milk was in danger of being spilled
she's stubborn little thing and
she ought to be whipped cried
Messy
She's stealing my milk and I'll tell
mamma" said Betsy.
Tell her then" ! cried, and in a
burst Of anger at finding myself un-
able to recover control OF my bowl, !
swept It around and flung the con-
tents over my cousins head, thereby
drenching her with the frothing mi'i
and making the staircase to run like
vfn.V 80 oh
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Must Go to School.

| do not remember II | cried, but ]
know my mother did, and that in the
midst of the general tumult my father
came out of his room aud demanded
in loud voice, which seemed 10
shake the whole house, 10 be toll
what was going on
Aunt Bridget told him, with various
embellishments. which my mother did
not attempt to correct, and then,
knowing she was in the wrong, she
began to wipe her eyes with her wet
handkerchief and TO say she could
not live any longer where a child was
encouraged to insult her.
II have to leave this house, have
to leave II tomorrow" she said.
You don't have to do no such
thing" cried my father. But I'm just
crazy to see II a man can't be cap
tain In his own claim. These chill
dren must go to school They must
all go--the darned lot OF EN-"
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Aunt Bridget s Anger.

OF course, there was fearful
clamor. Betsy Beauty shrieked ana
Messy beloved, whereupon Aunt
while my mother, white and trem-
bling, halted at the door Of her room
'Mally, Mally, what have you
done?" cried my mother, but Aunt
Bridget found no need OF questions.
After running upstairs TO her drip
ping daughter, wiping her down with
handkerchief, CALM, her my poor
darling" and saying, Didn't | tel
you to have nothing more to do with
that little vixen?" she fell on nay
mother with bitter upbraidings.
Isabel, / hope you see now what
your mink OF a child is-the spltefu,
fury"
BY this time had dropped my emp
~ bowl on the stairs and taken ref
uge behind my mothers gown, but
heard her timld voice trying to ex-
cuse me, and saying something about
my cousin and a childish quarrel
Childish quarrel. indeed" cried my
aunt; there's nothing childish about
that little imp. nothing. And what $
more, | shall be obliged to you, Ist-
bel, II you will never again have the
assurance to speak OF my Betsy
Beauty in the same breath with q
child of yours"
That was more than | could bear.
NV little heart was atire at the hui
initiation put upon my mother 50,
stepping out to the head of the stairs,
/ shouted down in my shrillest treble:
your Betsy Beauty Is a wicked
devil, and ! wouldn't trust but shel
burn in helli'
Never to the last hour of my life,
shall | forget the effect OF that pro-
nounCement. one moment Aunt
Bridget stood speechless in the MD
die of the stairs, as If all breath had
been broken out of her. Then, ghast-
ly white and without a word. she
came flying up at me, and, before |
could recover my usual refuge she
caught me, slapped me on the cheek
apd hovad botb NV ears
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SIXTH CHAPTER.

~ EFoRE ! speak OF what hap
Is pened at school. | must say
how and when | first became
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SEVENTH CHAPTER.

WHEN awoke next morning
wv the sun was shining. and,
after my hair had been
The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1914-04-09
LESS MEAT If BACK
AND KIDNEYS HURT
Take . glass of Salts to flush
Kidneys if Bladder
bothers you

Eating meat regularly eventually
produces kidney trouble in some
form or other. says a well-known
authority. because the uric acid In
meat excites the kidneys. they be.
come overworked: get sluggish !:
clog up and cause all sorts OF dis.
tress; particularly backacho and
misery in the kidney region; rheu.
matte tvinges, severe headaches.
acid stomach. constipation. torpid
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urinary irritation.
The moment your back hurts or
Kidneys aren't acting right, or II
bladder bothers you, get about four
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Jad Salts cannot iniure anyone I;
makes a delightful efforvescent
lsthia,wa drink which millions
OF men and women take now end
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Y.M.C.A. TUTORS
COACH MEN FOR
NATURALIZATION

To the az3 aliens whose appllcn.
lions for citizenship are pending In
the King county courts. the commit
tee tn charge % the free school 81
naturalization which viii start a ten
weeks session al tho Y. ~ G. A.
next Monday night. have extended
personal Invitations 10 take the
course OF instruction In American
government that viii insure their
passage OF the naturalization cxami.
nation.
The study work and quixxcs will
be conducted BY Louis Z. Sheia.
After the Organization of the
class. Monday night. six prominent
nnturalixed citizens VIII make short
addresses TO the students.
The course Is absolutely free and
no limit Is placed on the number OF
students. The committee in charge
OF the work. which viii be conduct.
ed BY the educational department
OF the Y. ~ G. A.. 10 composed OF
Carl J. Smith. Dr. " c. Kilbournc.
A. l. TertEREian. Or. Joseph X.
Hart. Alexander Myers and Joseph
r. Thomas.
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CHAPTER CxxV
(copyriehs. 1914. by the Newspaper
Enterprise AssocIstion)

When Dicks family had left AFT
or having dinner with us and had
gone to Aunt Mary's room. cheered
her up a little and tucked her In
bed, I came back to find Dick walk
Ing about our little sitting room In
n pcrturbed manner and smoking
a big black cigar.
Well, dear. what Is the mat
teri" ! asked.
Il wonder n Aunt Mary would
care n we did not buy stock with
all the money Uncle John left US
In HIS VIM" he asked. abruptly.
Il don't think she would care
what is done with II. dear. As !
understood Il. Uncle John left you
that money so that Aunt Mary
would not feel that she was really
dependent upon us for the care we
give her. ! know she has money
enough to keep her well, but ] pre-.
sumo Uncle John thought that we
would have more or less to do with
making her comfortable and conse-
auently no wanted Aunt Mary 10
feel that at times she might ask us
for things that she would not like
70 do II she felt entirely depend
ent upon our interest and love. But
what do you want TO do with the
money. dear?"
Well. you see. father rather ex-
pected that Uncle John would leave
his affairs in such way that II
would be possible for him 10 put
some OF Aunt Mary's money In his
business: OF course, either letting
her become a partner OF paying
her &C. interest. You know faith
ers business is a paying one. but II
needs new blood. and he thought
when Jack came home from college
he would take him In and branch
out a little. The way II has turned
out there II no money available for
this purpose. except that $4,000
that Uncle John gave us. and
heard Aunt Mary tell YOU the other
night that now | could take up the
rest of my book publishing stock.
She only said that. Dick, be-
cause had told her lot about
our ambitions, but I know that
Aunt Mary wants us to do just
what we want TO do, and am sure
II IL our duty 10 help your father
and. your brother In every way we
can. We are young and We are
getting along fine"
Yes. got my dividend for the
last six months yesterday. and II
was 20ee. That viii give us $500
to pay on the block OF stock. You've
been a splendid little manger 10
live so carefully within your In.
come. Father thinks II he had
$1,000 he could fix things so he