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Workmen from picture dealers es.
tabllshment were engaged in hanging
full length portrait in the long liv.
lng-room OF her apartment when she
reached home. She had sent to the
country for Booths picture Of Hetty.
and was having it hung in a conspicu-
Gus place.
Passing the open library door, Sara
paused for an instant to peer within.
Then she went on down the hall to her
own sitting-room. The canary was
singing glibly in his cage by the win
| dow-side.
She threw aside her furs, and. with
out removing her hat, passed into the
bed-chamber at the left Of the cozy lit
tie boudoir This was Hetty's room
Her own was directly opposite. On
the girls dressing-table, leaning
against the broad, low mirror, stood
the unframed photograph Of man.
With furtive glance over her shoul-
der, Sara crossed to the table and
took up the picture in her gloved
hand. For long time she stood there
gazing into the frank, good-looking
face Of Brandon Booth. She breathed
faster; her hand shook; her eyes
were strained as If by an inward sug-
gestion Of pain.
She shook her head slowly, as Il in
final renunciation Of a secret hope or
the Punishment Of an unwelcome de-
sire, and resolutely replaced the pho
tograph. Her lips were almost white
as she turned away and re-entered the
room beyond.
"He belongs to her." she said, un-
consciously speaking aloud; "and he is
like all men. She must not be unhap-
py."
Presently she entered the library
She had exchanged her tailor-suit for
dainty house-gown. Hetty was still
seated in the big lounging chair. be-
fore the swapping fire, apparently not
having moved since she looked in on
passing a quarter Of an hour before
One Of the girls legs was curled up
under her, the other swung loose; an
elbow rested on the arm of the chair,
and her cheek was in her hand.
Coming softly up from behind, Sara
leaned over the back of the chair and
put her hands under her friends chin,
tenderly, lovingly. Hetty started and
shlvered.
"Oh, Sara, how cold your hands
are!"
She grasped them in her own and
fondly stroked them, as If 70 restore
warmth to the long, slim fir ers which
gave the lie to Mrs. Cobu declara-
tions.
1--WE been thinking ali orning of
what you and Brandon I posed to
me last night" said Sas looking
straight over the girls hea,$ the dark,
languorous, mysterious glow nlling her
eyes. ut is good Of you both to want
me, but"
"Now don't say but sara," cried
Hetty. 1--WE mean it, and you must
let us have our way"
"It would be splendid to be near
you all the time, dear; it would be
wonderful to live with you as you so
generously propose, but cannot do
it. l must decline"
"And may ask why you decline to
live with me?" demanded Hetty re-
sentfully.
Because love you so dearly" said
Sara.
THE END.
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dressed proper and right. We are so
weary Of switches and rats, Billy
Burke clusters and peach basket hats;
wads Of jute hair ia horrible pile
stacked on their heads to the hatght
Of a mile. Something is wrong with
the maidens, we fear. Give US Lae
girlies we once knew of yore, whose
curls didn't come from hair-dress-
ing store; maidens who dressed With
a sensible view and just as Dame Ma,
ture intended them to. Give US girl
with figure her own and fashioned
divinely by Nature alone. Feminine
style is getting fercer each year-ca.
give US the girls as they used to aa
pear.-Kansas City Star.
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New Germ Scare.

Quite panic is spreading through
out bridge whist circles over the dis
coverY in London that playing cards
are great distributors of germs. Micro
scopia tests of cards used during an
afternoon. it is said, reveal the pres
ence of millions of malignant bacilli-
enough, if taken internally, to kill of
al entire community. 1t would be
financially disastrous to use brand
new deck for every deal, and the use
Cs camphor counters es means Of
sterilization is suggested. OF course,
no hostess would think Of producing a
-,.''~a nac, Of cards. but after a few
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RESINOL CLEARS
PIMPLY, BL0TcRY SKINS

Pimples and blackheads disappear,
red, rough, ugly complexions become
clean, clear, and yelvety, and hair
health and beauty are promoted by the
regular use Of resinol soap and an
occasional application Of resinol ONT
ment. These soothing, healing prepa,
rations do their work easily, quickly
and at little cost, even when the most
expensive cosmetics and complicated
'"beauty treatments" fail
Resinol soap and resinof ointment
heaI, eczema, letter, ringworm, psoria-
sis and other skin eruptions, stop Itch
ing instantly, and are most valuable
for sunbura insect bites, sores, burns,
boils, piles, etc. olldbgsan druggists.
Adv -2g<
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| inc about her. Strange to say, have
never disliked her"
"If you had made the slightest ef
fort to like us, no doubt we coult
have"
"My dear Mr. Wrandall," she inter
rupted quickly, 81 credit you with the
desire to be fair and just to me. Yo1
have tried to like me. You have ever
deceived yourself at times. I-bu
why these gentle recriminations? We
merely prolong an unfortunate con
test between antagonistic natures
with no hope Of genuine peace being
, established I do not regret that
am your daughter-in-law, nor do l be
lieve that you would regret it If hat
not been the daughter Of Sebastian
Gooch."
"Your father was as little impress
ed with my son as I was with his
daughter" said Redmond Wrandal
drily. II am forced to confess that he
was the better Judge. We had the
better of the bargain"
81 believe you mean it, Mr.. Wran
dall," she said, a note of gratitude II
her voice. Goodbye. Mr. Carroll
will see you tomorrow" She glanced
quickly about the room. 'I shall send
for-for certain articles that are nc
longer required in conducting the bus
mess of Wrandall & Co."
With a quaint little smile, she indi
Gated the two photographs Of herself
"By Jove. Sara" burst out Leslie
abruptly. "I wish you'd let me have
that Gypsy Nab picture. I've always
been dotty over it, don't you know
Ripping study
Her lip curled slightly.
GAS matter Of fact" he explained
conclusively, "Chal often said he'd
leave it to me when he died. In a
joking way, Of course, but I'm sure he
meant It,"
"You may have it, Leslie" she said
slowly. 1t is doubtful If he correctly
interpreted the movement Of her head
as she uttered the words.
Thanks" said he. I'll hang 1t in
my den, If you don't object"
eve shall expect Mr.. Carroll tomor.
row, Sara" said his father, with an air
of finality. Goodbye. May l ask
what plans you are making for the
winter?"
"They are very indefinite"
'T say, Sara, why don't you get
married?" asked Leslie, surveying the
Gypsy Nab photograph with undis.
guised admiration as he held it at
arms length. Ripping" This to the
picture.
She paused near the door to stare
at him for a moment, unutterable
scorn in her eyes.
'I'ye had a notion you were pretty
skeen about Brandy Booth he went
on amiably.
She caught her breath. There was
an instant's hesitation on her part be.
fore she replied
"You have never been very smart at
making love guesses, Leslie" she said
Its trick you haven't acquired"
He laughed uncomfortably. Meat
stroke, that"
Following her into the corridor out
side the offices, he pushed the elevator
bell for her.
81 meant what I said, Sara he re-
marked, somewhat doggedly. "You
ought to get married. Chal didn't
leave much for you to cherish There's
no reason why you should go on like
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CHAPTER XXI.
Remuneration.


On the third day after the singular
trial Of Hetty Castleton in Sara's IL
brary, young Mrs. Wrandall's motor
drew up in front Of lofty Office build
ing in lower Broadway; its owner
stepped down from the limousine and
entered the building. A few moments
later she walked briskly into the
splendid Offices Of Wrandall & Co.,
private bankers and steamship-own-
ers. The clerks in the outer offices
stared for a moment in significant
surprise, and then bowed respectfully
to the beautiful silent partner In the
great concern.
1t was the first time she had been
seen in the Offices since the tragic
event that had served to make her a
member Of the firm. A boy at the in
formation desk, somewhat impressed
by her beauty and the trim elegance
Of her long black broad-tail coat, to
say nothing Of the dark eyes that
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this, living alone and all that sort Of
thing. You're young and beautiful
and"
ooh, thank you, Leslie" she cried
out sharply.
"You see, it's going to be this way:
Hetty 7ill probably marry Booth.
That's on dit '-'-o It. You're depend
ing on her for companionship. Well,
she'll quit you cold after she's mar
ried. She will"
She interrupted him peremptorily.
eff Challis did nothing else for me-
Leslie, he at least gave me you to
cherish. Once more, goodbye"
The elevator stopped for her. He
strolled back to his Office with a puz-
zled frown on his face. She certainly
was ineXplicable!
The angry red faded from her
cheeks as she sped homeward in the
automobile. Her thoughts were no
longer Of Leslie but Of another . :.
She sighed and closed her eyes, and
her cheeks were pale.
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CITY Of MONUMENTS
French Capital Very Interesting
in This Respect.
Every Highway and Garden Appears
But the Background for a Work Of
Art-Tomb of Napoleon IN
spires Patriotic Feeling.

Paris-Paris is so full Of interesting
monuments that it is a never-ending
delight to wander aimlessly about the
town in order to be surprised by some
graceful nymph in bronze or some
handsome god in stone. Every high
way and garden appears but the back
ground for work Of art designed to
please the eye sensitive to beauty.
Whatever be the nature Of the Paris
monument, it seldom fails to inspire
some emotion. One cannot visit the
impressive tomb Of Napoleon at the
lnvalides without feeling Of patriot
ism. The lovely fountain of Carpeaux,
in the Luxembourg gardens, is an in
splration for the poet and dreamer;
and the Chapelle Expiatoire, in the
Rue des Mathurins, one of the least
known monuments Of Paris, calls forth
tears of pity. 1t is hardly possible
to enter Chapelle Expiatoire without
a feeling Of sorrow for the'indiscreet
butterfly who flew too near the fame
Of Destiny, the fascinating Madame
Deficit, the execrated Madame Veto Of
the pamphleteers.
The ediflce, which, unfortunately, is
not as beautiful as it might be, is the
work Of the architects Percier and
Fontaine, and was erected shortly
after the Restoration, on the site Of
the old burial ground Of the Made
leine, where the victims Of the insa.
table guillotine found their final rest.
ing place. Here were the graves Of the
noble Swiss Guards, Of beautiful Char
lotte Corday, of Philippe Egalite,
Madame Roland, Madame Dubarry,
Camille Desmoulins, Danton, Bailly
and many others, and here, too, the
bodies Of Louis XVI and Marie An
toinette were hastily inferred in open
cofhns filed with quicklime.
Had it not been for the loyalty Of
a few royalists the actual grave of the
king and queen might easily have been
lost in oblivion. AS it happened, the
spot was carefully noted and pur-
chased in 1896 by one Deselozeaux. In
1915, when the horrors of the revolu-
ton had passed like an evil dream, the
remains were disinterred, the skulls,
a few bones and the elastic metal gar
tiers worn by the Inflated Autrichienne
at the time of her execution were re-
inferred at st. Denis with the resRect
which had been denied them by thu
Republic One and Indivisibles and the
original cof1ns, worth sixfrancs each,
containing the dust Of the king and
queen, were placed in the vault illus
trated above. In the chapelle also are
two interesting groups in white mar
Bile. One represents the apotheosis Of
Louis XVI. The king is shown sup
ported by an angel, presumably in the
person of Able Edgeworth saying the
immortal words, Son Of St. Louis,
ascend to heaven
The statue is exceedingly interest
ing by reason of the fact that it is
the only one Of Louis XVI in all Paris.
Affixed to the pedestal is a slab Of
black marble, on which the will of the
unhappy monarch is reproduced in
gold letters.
The second group shows Marie An
toinette kneeling at the foot of fig
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Cave Him the Idea.

The sweet young thing sat in the
stern Of the boat, unmindfu! Of the
agonies Of the inexperienced oarsman,
who tugged and blistered himself at
the paddles.
What do you suppose well have
for supper in camp" she mused
sweetly.
FLOATING island, think" painted
the young man grimly. THAT same
island has passed me, going up stream,
three times since I've been trying to
make it to the landing"
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Another crosses herself repeatedly be-
fore taking her cue, and one famous
singer known throughout Europe is in
the habit Of kissing her mother good
bye and receiving her blessing Re
fore going on to sing.
A well-known pianist used to carry
black cat shout with her wherever
she played. Doubtless there are
many who are similarly superstiticus,
though they may not readily own to
it.-Manchester Evening News.
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shone through the narrow veil, forgot
the dignity Of his Office and went so
far as to politely ask her who she
wanted to see and what name,
please"
The senior clerk rushed forward
and transfxed the new boy with a
glare.
"a new boy, Mrs. Wrandall," he
made haste to explain. To the new
boys surprise, the visitor was con-
Quoted with much bowing and scrap
ing into the private Offices, where no
one ventured except by special edict
Of the powers.
"Who was it," he asked, in some
eve, Of veteran stenographer who
came up and sneered at him.
"Mrs. Challis Wrandall, you little
simpleton," said she, and for once he
failed to snap back.
It is of record that for nearly two
whole days, he was polite to every WIS.,
itor who approached him and was
generally worth his salt.
Sara found herself in the close lit
tie room that once had been her hus-
banda, but was now scrupulously held
in reserve for her own use. Rather a
waste Of space, she felt as she lookeS
about the Office. The clerk busted ae:
easy chair and threw open the long
unused desk near the window.
Eve are very glad to see you here,
madam" he said. ''This room hasn't
been used much, as you may observe.
Is there anything can do for you?"
She continued her critical survey Of
the room. Nothing had been changed
since the days when she used to visit
her husband here on occasions Of rare
social Importance: such as calling to
take him out to luncheon, or to see
that he got safely home on rainy after
moons. The big picture Of steamship
still hung on the wall across the room.
Her own photograph, in silver frame
stood in one Of the recesses Of the
desk. She observed that there was
clean white blotter there, too; but
the ink wells appeared to be empty,
if she was to Judge by the look Of
ehagrin on the clerks face as he in
spected them. Photographs Of polo
scenes In which Wrandall was prom
inent figure, hung about the walls,
with two or three pictures Of his favor
ite ponies, and one Of a ragged gypsy
girl with wonderful eyes, carrying a
monkey in a crude wooden cage strap
ped to her back. On closer observa-
ton one would have recognized Sara's
peculiarly gipsy-like features In the
face Of the girl. and then one would
ha3e noticed the caption written in
red ink at the bottom Of the photo
graph: "The Trumbell's Fancy Dress
Ball, January 10, '07 Sara as Gypsy
Nab"
With start, Sara came out Of her
painful reverie. She passed her hand
over her eyes, and seemed thereby to
put the polite senior clerk back into
the picture once more.
"No, thank you. Is Mr. Redmond
Wrandall down this afternoon?"
"He came in not ten minutes ago.
Mr.. Leslie Wrandall is also here.
Shall tell Mr. Wrandall you wish to
see him?
"You may tell him that I am here,
If yor please" she said.
Il an very sorry about the ink
wells, madam" murmured the clerk.
We've were not expecting"
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CHAPTER xxl.-continued.

CHAPTER XXl.-Cortinueo
Il did not see the register at the
nm did not know till afterwards
that we were not booked. Once up
stairs, refused to remove my hat or
my veil or my coat until he brought
his friend to me. He pretended to be
very angry over his friends failure
to be there beforehand, as he had
promised. He ordered a supper
served in the room. l did not eat any,
thing. Somehow I was beginning to
understand, vaguely Of course, but
surely-and bitterly, Mr.. Wrandall.
Suddenly he threw of the mask
He coolly informed me that he
knew the kind Of a girl was. l had
been, on the stage. He said it was no
use trying to work the marriage game
on him. He was too old bird and
too wise to fall for that. Those were
his words. / was Mortified, stunned.
When I began to cry out in. my fury,
he laughed at me but swcre he would
marry me even at that if it were not
for the fact that he was already mar
Eieo. I tried to leave the room
He held me. He kissed me hundred
times before could break away. l.
/ tried to scream. -. A little
later on, when I was absolutely des-
perate, IL snatched up the knife.
There was nothing else left for me
to do, I struck at him. He fell back
on the bed. 49,. I stole out Of the
house oh, hours and hours aSterward
It Seemed to me. cannot tell you,
how long I stood there watching him.
was crazed by fear. ~"
Rssmond Wrandan held up ihis
hand
.We ywin spare you the Fest Miss
GastIeton,. he said, his voice (hoarse
and unnatural. There is no/need to
'lay more"
<You-you understand? {You do be
heFe me?" she cried.
He looked down at hH wife's bowed
head, and received no fsign from her;
then at the white, drawn faces Of his
children. They met 5fhis gaze and he
sesd something in their eyes.
M think yoY story is SO convinc-
ing that ys-ps could not endure the
shame Of having it repeated to the
world"
I'll cannot ask you to forgive me,
sir. only ask you to believe me-"
sne murmured brokenly. IL am
sorry 1t had to be. God is my witness
that there was no other way
Mr.. Carroll came to his feet. There
we're tears in his eyes.
81 think, Mr.. Wrandall, you will now
appreciate my motives in
Pardon me, Mr.. Carroll, If I sug-
,gest that Miss Castleton does not re-
quire any defense at present." said
Mr.. WrandaN stifHy. Your motives
were doubtless good. viii you be so
good as to conduct us to a room where
ne may-may be alone for a short
while?"
There was something tragic in the
mans face His son and daughter
arose as. If moved by an instructive
realization of q duty, and perhaps for
the first time in their lives were sub
missive to an influence they had never
quite recognized before-a fathers
unalterable right to command. For
once in their lives they were meek
in his presence. They stepped to his
side and stood waiting, and neither
eS them spoke.
MIR. Wrandall laid his hand helvily
on his wife's shoulder. She : ,arted,
looked up rather Vacantly, nd then
arose without assistance. de did not
make the mistake OIL onering to assist
her. He knew too well that to Ques-
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An American Abroad.

Miss Mary Boyle O'Reilly, daughter
Of the late John Boyle O'Reilly. the
Boston poet and editor, is visiting in
Ireland, and as the guest Of the count
ess Of Aberdeen was much entertained
in Ireland. In London she was the
guest at dinner Of the lord mayor and
other celebrities. Miss O'Reilly Is
studying sociological conditions In
England and Ireland.
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OYSTER NOT GOOD FOR ALL
Many Stomachs to Which 1t Is Not a
Welcome Visitor, According
to Physician.

It Is popularly supposed that the
oyster digests himself in the human
stomach owing to the great size Of the
liver. which is crushed as mastica-
ton begins and Is thought to digest
the mollusk itself. AS the oyster.
moreover. contains some ten per cent
Of extremely assimilation protein, to-
gether with phosphorized fats and
glycogen, 1t has always been freely ad-
ministered to convalescents, while
dyspeptic bons vi7ants have never
hesitated to eat it abundantly.
Doctor Prom expresses the opinion
that the oyster may be allowed,
therefore. to those dyspeptics whose
gastric functions are deficient, In
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tics whose stomacbs are hyperacid or
representative Doctor Prom would
forbid the oyster as well as all other
stimulating foods. In many Of these
dyspeptics the gastric secretion Is al
ready sufficient and it is unnecessary
and unwise to increase 1t.
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Sion in the snowstorm,

Walking from Hope to Hayheld by
a path over the moors. writes CORE
spondent Of the Manchester Guardian.
found the hills eaysEedz z@jth snow.
a freezing~east wind things
anything but pleasant At one point
I had to admit that had lost my way,
and it was with relief that I found "a
csc--->~~+ IT, i-~~-;o+ior voS
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ure symbolizing Religion" The lat
ter bears the features of Madame Eliz-
abeth, the queens sister-in-law. The
Widow Capet's last letter. so full Of
calm dignity and pious resignation, is
also sealed to the plinth.
The actual vault or altar, which is
surrounded by wreaths dated p jan
vier, 1893, and 16 Octobre, 1893, is
placed below on the original level Of
the cemetery, and is reached by
fight Of stone steps.
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Good Ones

do you want me to misrepresent
the goods and say they are fine when
they are not?" asked the new sales
man.
Yes" sternly answered the un-
scrupulous dealer. Always remem-
Der that our assets are your lie-abil-
tiles"
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DIDN'T READ ALL THE SIGNS
Amateur SIsuth Should Have Noticed
That His Victim Was Man of
Quick Temper.

The one was a young man with the
light OF ambition to be detective
shining in his eyes; the other mid
Neaged man, who was reading news
paper.
Great man, wasn't he?" Queried
the young man at last.
~Who?" asked the other as he looked
up.
sherlock Holmes"
q. $50 I've heard"
"But there are Others continued
the young man as smile Of self-satis-
faction lighted up his face.
"Yes."
-r,-- instance YOU are bookkeeper.
n - ~ -he i2s stain ..
e2gsrs, 2a are 2 esrsssS5 .---is a..
asIsy matters. q rat &a:a 2sea
a. Of yor -asagz Ecezz. c5ss
G9ogss.
aay.blag no-s?s ss.sd s1s 4:a2
witas t1e 2sEe:s
@sga;.sEsse aeoasat Cy = st4e co1ns
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whipoino Post Very Effective.

Denver, Colo.-Governor Miller Of
Delaware declares the whipping post
in that state has reduced crime to
minimum, asserting offenders fear the
public disgrace of this form of punish.
nent more than the physical punish.
ment
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Looking Backward,

He was not very sober and had rid
den for an hour o1 two in the taxi
cab when the chauffeur stopped. How
much do I ?"Saeked the passenge.,
Eighteen shilli1igs and sixpence. SIR
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".-,.-.. c,.aL.n ai:ns Off,.

Base eoc-A. genuine oae-G1lac biil
naa sz.ssi do1Ta 10 :" cents remained in
sJa,e aiGdpw for = aogrs hesore IT
@as a1r@.a led Hcadg2ds hs&itsted
u accsg- saa hacgain cfer.