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supposing he had followed their meaning
correctly "Will you be good enough to
speak more slowly? What were you born
with?"
Uue coife denfant, Monsieur"
Raymond knew neither the word nor the
curious superstition attached to it; but he
caught the one thing of vital interest. $50
Madame Ingersoll lived in Pont Aven?" he
went on, and his rancorous tone betrayed
venom and disappointment. Peridot, con-
vinced now that he was doing the artist a
good turn, gave full play to his imagination.
"Certainly, Monsieur" he said. "Never
was there more devoted couple. Quite a
romance, their courting She was a fine
lady, as anyone can see with half an eye by
squirting at her daughter and he a poor
artist. Her people used to come in the sum-
mer to a chateau nearby, and one day when
they met he gave her beautiful pink rose
Her mother was angry and made her throw
the flower away; but an artist was not to be
bested by any nose-tilted mama. He knew
that they went to the church at Nixon: 50
he made paper rose and borrowed lad
der and stuck the token between the top
most stones of march in the church right
above their heads, so that pretty Made
moiselle Adrienne must see it when she
lifted her eyes to Heaven. There was lot
of talk about that rose, and no one except
the girl guessed who put it there. If you
care to walk out to Nixon, Monsieur, you
see the faded leaves stuck in the arch to
this day. Of course can't vouch for the
tale; but the fact that it is told of those
two shows what devoted lovers they were.
as Madame Ingersoll buried at Nizon?"
That was Raymond's last despairing eff
fort. The fisherman's story tailed accu-
rately with Mrs. Carnac's version of sis
tor'e nd fot
Peridot thought he had gone far enough:
his next effort showed less cXuberance. "No,
Monsieur" he said with a solemn wagging
of his head, "when she died she was taken
back to her own people, somewhere near
Paris"
"Was she a Frenchwoman, them"
"French and American, | believe, Mon
sieur. Spoke both languages like a native"
Utterly disheartened, Raymond made off
The fortune he had seen within his grasp
had melted into thin air.
DERIDOT gazed after him, and pursed
1 his lips. "Now | wonder what mischief
that fellow is up TOP he mused.
"Jean," said his mother, "Con1e and eat;
but first ask the good Lord to save you from
choking.
"Why, NIothcr?"
because Of the lies you told that gentle
man. And that yarn about the rose at
Nizon!"
"What business is it of his who Made
moiselle Yvonnes mother was, or where
she lived or when she died?'
"But everyone in Pont Aven knows that
Monsieur Tngersoll came here from Paris
with the little one. And we women have
often said to one another it was strange
that never a word was uttered about his
wife, whether she was alive or dead"
"Then it is high time someone spoke of
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FLOWER OF THE GORSE


the lady, and gave her an excellent char
acter today. All hope is that it suffices.
TT did not suffice. But for the tongue of
garrulous woman, Harvey Raymond
would have given his close attention to
matters that he might rightly deem of more
pressing and immediate interest; the sav-
ing of the Stellas belongings, for instance,
which came to his knowledge almost acci-
dentallv.
The more he reflected on Perdots scraps
OF history the more he was convinced that
he had found a mares nest despite Mrs
Carmacs extraordinary outburst in the
Hirondelle's cabin. Exhausted and pain
tortured though he had been, he could still
distinguish between the raving of dementia
and the ungoverned cry of soul just
snatched from death and startled beyond
measure by the apparition of long-for-
gotten daughter.
Nevertheless he must have been mistaken.
Mrs. Carmac had given way to delusion.
He knew that the absence of children had
provided the only sorrow in the lives of a
most devoted couple, and the thought had
evidently taken subconscious form in the
mind of a woman whose faculties were be-
mused by cold and fear. Reviewing mat
ters in the new light vouchsafed by the
garruous Breton, he saw that nearly every
circumstance bore out the theory that Mrs.
Carmac and the late Mrs Ingersoll were
sisters. Ingersoll's thoughtfulness in send
ing Tollemache with a message concerning
the peculiarities of French law (the legal
procedure with regard to the dead man had
been intrusted to local notary), the fact
that the niece visited her aunt, and now the
crushing discovery that the girls mother
was actually remembered in the village,
seemed to put completely out of court any
wild theory of an invalid marriage following
an American divorce.
Of course if such thing could be proved.
if Carmac's English will could be upset in
favor of Rupert Fosdyke, above all if Har
vey Raymond alone knew the whole truth,
and could wiring stiff terms from Fosdyke
before the latter SO much as guessed at the
grounds for successful claim, then indeed
a new era would open up before the eyes of
one who hungered for wealth without having
a spark of the genius that might create it
honestly.
He was of that large and increasing class
which is in many respects the worst product
of modern social conditions. He had little
to do, was well paid, and travelled far and
wide, because Mr.. and Mrs. Carmac were
restless beings, and seldom lived more than
three months of each year on the delightful
estate they owned in Surrey. Nevertheless
Il CallkeT Ol lSCOlllcul Idtl eaten HllO HIS
moral fiber. He was disappointed man,
unscrupulous, greedy, a potential black
mailer.
Mrs. Carnac disliked him, he knew: yet
she was retaining his services. That was
puzzle. He must be wary and alert. If not
a prior marriage, there was something. He
must probe and delve into the past Some
how, somewhere, he would unearth guarded
secret.
Luck would have it that he met Captain
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5000 for a Name

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Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1915-10-24
SUNDAY MAGAZINE for October a. 1915
Live-Wire Kids

TT kids like these that be Regular People, They have
Initiative, the garden which We didn't
these kids they just happened into the office by somebody
american" like these: not to'od youngsters
Wih ideas SPIRIT the kind that hard their oe WhatS
the good of aing Till they all np9 Let's hear about them
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1915-10-24

THIS girl can climb anything; she is
Edith Gray, nine years old, and she
holds the woman's record for the climb
up Mount Wilson, which rises more than
a mile in the air back of Pasadena, Cali
fornia. The trail is between seven and
eight miles in length, and in parts is
very steep; but this child made it in
one hour, fifty-one minutes, fifty sec
onds. Of course, this record has been
clipped considerably by men, notably
by an Indian boy; but no woman has
come near the time of this little girl.
Edith's father rugged up an anna
teur gymnasium about the time the
daughter was able to stand steadily
on her two little slim legs. And now
that she is nine, he figures out from
various known records that he has
made her champion all-round athlete.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1915-10-24

KENNETH HOWELL began his ca
reer by taking his drum to bed with
him the Christmas he was two. By the
time he was five, he had mastered the
snare and bass-drums and all of the traps
which he had bought, one by one, with
his savings. He is now trap-drummer
of the Los Angeles Babies Orchestra.
Miss Jones, the conductor, says that she
never has to tell him twice how to play
his part. He listens attentively to her
first instructions, and almost invariably
answers: II get you"
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1915-10-24

JOE ANTONIOS died when he eleven and Joe
confded the tender mercies the Colorado State
Home Children which Colorado's
its orphan asylum. Joe discovered that
phan asylum be what you make it, he determined
make this steppingsone to something worth while.
The school has scientific dairy and there
herd boy In those he handled . gallons milk
He is fourteen, and has full charge of big dairy
far from Denver and herd of ortywo thoroughbred
So much for scientific trainngeven in orphan syun.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1915-10-24

JUST the other day four-year-old
) Charlie Mason and his two sisters
strolled out into the hills back of Oak
land and collected enough placer gold
to make a neat scarf-pin for their father.
The youngster can classify some 20
varieties of minerals. Often he finds
time over his breakfast food and peas
porridge-hot to give valuable tips to
his father, who reels that he owes much
of his success as one of California's
noted mineralogists to his erudite heir.
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1915-10-24

this photographer gets of socks and hair
ribbons she will begin going down in submarines and up
in aeroane search of views and things When the fever
takes" young this the victim entirely
This eight girl wanted picture of the
original of the nickel buffalo," and she finally persuaded
the keeper take her inside the Enclosure where the
fierce old bison grazed Evidently the buffalo approves of
this of thingsee how pleasant he is trying look
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1915-10-24

TH1RTEENyear-od Esther Dramin Austria last
mer just rambe around cahedrals and picturegaee in
the polite of young misses but before she
doing real work in Red Cross hospital in Tarnow I'VE
only miles from the real fighting she says. AT all
hours of the day and night wounded soldiers brought
in Russian prisoners marched through Tarnow about
day. We offered them coffee and food; but
would accept, thinking Alstrians. We gave
each soldier in the hospital his food and bandaged up
his wounds Between meals rolled cigarettes for them
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1915-08-18

| yellin' 'mom-muh' or nothin'. Oh, MOI!
who Rupe Collins?" asked Herman
"'Who Rupe Collins?'" Penrod
Knocked and used his .rasping laugh,
but instead of showing fight Herman
appeared to think he was meant to
| iau9rl. too. and so he did, echoed by
Nerman. You just hang around here
little while longer" Penrod added
grimly, land you'll find out who Rupe
Collins is, and | pity you when you
do"
what he go doF"
You'll see; that's all. You just wait
and
At this moment a brown hound ran
into the stable through the alley door,
wagged a greeting to Penrod and fra
ternfZed with Duke. The fat faced
boy appeared upon the threshold and
gazed coldly about the little company
in the carriage house, whereupon the
cotored brethren. ceasing from merri-
ment We're instantly impassive. and
Sam Williams moved little nearer
the door heading into the yard.
Obviously Sam regarded the new
conner as a redoubtable if not ominous
figure. He was a head taller than
either Sam or Penrod, head and Shout
ders taller than Herman, who was
short for his age, and VGman could
hardly be used for purposes of COM
pariSon at all, being mere squat
brown spot, not yet quite nine years
on this planet. And to Sans mind the
aspect of Mr.. Collins realized Periods
portentous foreshadowings. Upon the
fat face there was an expression of
truculent intolerance which had been
cultivated by careful habit to such per-
lection that Sans heart sank at sight
of it. \ somewhat enfeebled twin to
this expression had of late often deco
rated the vis&ge of Penrod and APP
peared upon that ingenious surface
now as he advanced to welcome the
eminent visitor.
The host staggered toward the door
with a great deal of shoulder move
ment, carelessly feinting a slap at Yer
man in passing and creating by vari-
Gus means the atmosphere of a man
who has contemptuously amused him
self with underlings while awaiting an
equal.
Hello, boz Penrod said in the deep
est voice possible to him.
WHO you calm bop was the I'M
response, accompanied by i'm
mediate action of a similar nature. !
Rupe held Penrod's head in the crook |
Of an elbow and massaged his temples |
with hard pressing knuckle.
Il was emily in fun. RUPEE pleaded
the sufferer, and then, being set free,
Come here, SAM" he said.
what for?"
Penrod laughed pityingly. "Pshaw,
amt goin' to hurt you. Come on
sam, maintaining his position near the
1ther door, Penrod went to him and |
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that this was their first experience o
the new manifestation of Penrod.
Haven't l been UP at the Third ?
the sinister Penrod demanded.
81 don't reckon so. How come you as
me?"
Didn't you just hear me say l beer
up thereT'
well" said Herman mischievously
'hearin' amt believin'w
! Penrod clutched him by the back OF
the neck, but Herman, laughing loudly
! ducked and released himself at once
| retreating to the wall.
! You take that backr' Penrod shout
ed, striking out wildly.
Don't git mad" begged the small
darby, while number of blows falling
| upon his warding arms failed to abate
his amusement, and a sound one upon
/ the cheek only made him laugh the
more unrestrainedly. He behaved eX-
actly as if Penrod were tickling him,
and his brother, Verman, rolled with
joy in a wheelbarrow Penrod pun
meled till he was tired and produced
no greater effect.
There" he painted, desisting finally.
"Now / reckon you know whether l
been up there or not"'
Herman rubbed his smitten cheek.
Pow" he exclaimed. "Pow-ee! You
cert'ny did Ian me good one nat time!
Oo-ee, she hurtr'
You'll get hurt worse'n that" Pen
rod assured him, eff you stay around
here much. Rupe Collins is comm this
afternoon, he said. We're goin' to make
some polieemen's billies out of the rake
handle"
you go spoil new rake you pa
bought?"
what do we care? and Rupe got
to have billies, haven't weY'
How you make 'em?"
"Melt lead and pour in a hole we're
goin' to make in the end of 'em. Then
we're goin' to carry 'em in our pockets,
and if anybody says anything to us
oh, oh, look out! They won't get q
crack on the head-oh, nor
"When's Rupe Collins coming?' Sam
Williams inquired rather uneasily. He
had heard great deal too much of this
parsonage, but as yet the pleasure of
actual acquaintance had been denied
him.
He's liable to be here any time" an
swered Penrod. You better look out.
You'll be lucky if you get home alive
If you stay till he comes
81 amt afraid of him." Sam returned
cOnventionally.
You are too" There was some truth
in the retCrt. There amt any boy i'm
this part of town but me that wouldn't
be afraid of him. You'd be afraid TO
talk to him. You wouldn't get a word
out of your mouth before old Rupie'd
have you where you'd wished you new
er come around him, lettin' on like you
was so much. You wouldn't run home |
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1915-08-18
lught him round the neck.

caught him round the neck.
watch me, RUPEE" Penrod called,
and performed upon Sam the knuckle
operation which he had himself Just
undergone, Sam submitting mechan-
ically, his eyes fixed with increasing
uneasiness upon Rupe Collins. Sam
had premonitiOn that something even
more painful than Penrod's knuckle
was going to be inflicted upon him.
THAT don't hurt" said Penrod, push
ing him away.
Eyes, it does. toot'' Sam rubbed his
temple
"Puh! 1t didn't hurt me, did it,
Ripple? Come on in, Rupe; show this
baby where he's got Il wart on his
finger"
You showed me that trick" Sam
olsected. You already did that to me.
You tried it twice this afternoon and
l don't know how many times before,
only you weren't strong enough after
the first time. Anyway, know what
it is, and DON'T
Come on, RUPEE" said Penrod make
the baby lick dirt"
At this bidding, Rupe approached,
while Sam. still protesting. moved to
the threshold of the outer door, but
Penrod seized him by the shoulders
and swung him indoors with Il shout.
Little baby wants to run home to
its mom-muh! Here he is, Rupie."
Thereupon was Penrods treachery
to an old comrade properly rewarded,
for as the two struggled. Rupe caught
each by the back of the neck, stimuli
taneously, and, with creditable impair
TALLY, forced both boys TO their knees.
Lick dirt" he commanded, forcing
them still forward, until their faces
were close to the stable floor.
TAO be Continued.)
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1915-08-18

Penrod. OF course, had always talked
by the code, but, under the new stimu
! lus, Duke was represented virtually
as a cross between Bob. Son of Battle
and South American vampire, and this
in spite Of the fact that Duke himself
| often sat close by, living lie, witt
the hope of peace in his heart AS fol
Periods father, that gladiator was
painted as of sentiments and dimen
sions suitable to a superdemon com.
posed Of equal parts of Goliath. Jack
Johnson and the Emperor Nero.
Even Penrod's walk was affected
He adopted gait which was a kind
of taunting swagger. and when he
passed other children on the street he
practiced the habit of feinting a blow;
then as the victim lodged he rasped
out the triumphant horse laugh which
he gradually mastered to horrible per
lection. He did this to Marjorie Jones.
Aye, this was their next meeting, and
such is Eros. young. What was even
worse in MariOric's opinion, he went
on his way without explanation and
left her standing on the corner talking
about 1t long after he was out of hear
ing.
Within five days from his first en-
counter with Rupe Collins, Penrod
had become unbearabie. He even al
most alienated Sam Williams. who for
n time submitted TO finger twisting and
neck squeezing and the new style of
conversation. but finally declared that
Penrod made him sick" He made
the statement with fervor one sultry
afternoon in Mr. Schofeld's stable i'm
the presence Of Herman and Nerman.
You better look out. DO" said Pen
rod threateningly. "Tll show you
little how we do up ut the Third"
up at the Third Sam repeated.
with scorn. you haven't ever been
up there"
81 haven'tY' exclaimed Penrod 81
haven'tT'
"No; you haven't"
"Looky here" Penrod. darlxly argu-
mentative. prepared to perform the
eve to eve business. when haven't i
been up thereg
"You haven't never been up there"
In spite of Penrod's closely approach
ing nose Sam maintained his ground
and appealed for confirmation. HAS
he Hermann
81 don't reckon So" said Herman,
laughing.
Nhat!' Penrod transferred his nose
to the immediate vicinity of Hermans
nose. You don't reckon so, DO. don't
your You better look out how you
reckon around here. You understan'
that, 'boyg
Herman bore the eye to eye very
well Indeed, il seemed TO please him.
for he continued TO laugh. while Yer
man chuckled delightedl-. The broth
ers had been in the country picking
berries for a week, and it happened
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1915-08-18
POWER OF AN ACT.

Every great anu original ac-
ton has a prospective greatness
not alone from the thought OF
the man who achieves ii. but
from the various aspects ana
high thoughts which the same
action will continue 10 present
and call up in the minds of 9th
ers to the end. it may be. of all
time. And so a remarkable event
may go on acquiring more and
more significauce.-Sir Arthur
Helps
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1915-08-18

Prince Albert is sold everywhere because
the de7land for it is unicersoL So tohereOer
handiesf shop that sells tobacco and buy the
tcppy red bog for ajitney piece. SCI tidy red
tin, Zoe; handsome pound end hoiF-Pound
fsn huTlidors; and that classy crysss,l glass
pound hun1idoy sDith soonge-Doistes ~ foa.
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1915-08-18
CHAPTER XIV.
The initator.

EAIWTyLE, for Penrod him
sci, "A4e had taken on new
meaning. new richness" He
News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1915-08-18
III l 81 u

Here is another ju t-eiected member 81.
offhe Prince Albert old time jimmy Il:
pfpers club" This is John O'ReiLiy. &:
of East Providence, r. l., who has
iust passed the century mark. Mr. 4:
O'ReiHy is one of those grand old ;:
men who has come TO this ripe age =
with the Joys of his friendly Jimmy
pipe fresh in his mind each morning.
He has always been a liberal smoker.
Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1915-06-24
DEVOTED HIS TO GOOD WORK
oevout Little Johnny Would Give His
Penny 10 Buy bibles for
Poor Kids.

The little vipitors at Aunt Mary's
were Helen. age ak, and John age
four. They played keeping grocery
under the piano. envelopes, books and
other articles representing the stock
In trade. They took turn about as
grocer and customer. The grocer bore
the name OF Mr.. Popcorn.
Mr.. Popcorn" said Helen. have
you any rabbits this morning."
"yes'm.' answered the polite grocer,
Are they nice and freshg"
"Yes'm.t'
Then You may give me good. biz
tat one for 10 cents"
During q lull in the grocery trans.
actions Aunt Mary gave each OF the
visitors two ccnis-two cents In real
money.
And what are you going to do with
the money!" asked Aunt Mary.
I'm going to put my two pennies In
the bank said Helen.
And H. said John. "I'll buy candy
with one penny"
And what will you do with the 9th
er penny
And John, who has been impressed
by the missionary talks at Sunda,
school, answered. I'm a-goin to give
II to buy Bibles for poor kids. Provi
dence Tribune.
Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1915-06-24
LOST BROTHER ON LUsITANlA
Virginia Woman Receives Information
Regarding Fate az Relative
Sister-in-LaW Escaped.

Virginia. -Information was received
by Mrs. u. G.. Holloway regarding the
fate of her brother and sister-in-law,
MIR. and Mrs, A. w. Elliott, who were
at first reported lost on the I-usitania
some time ago. Later reports stated
that her brother had been saved. but
the information just received tells d
his death.
That the passengers ON the Inflated
ship little realized that the accident
was so serious lis evident. After the
first crash Mr.. Elliott told his wife 10
wait on deck while he went to his cab
in to get more clothing. While he was
in the cabin the second crash came,
and the boat turned over. He was
locked in the cabin below and unable
to escape, so that hope of finding the
body is slight.
Mrs. Elliott, who Is an expert swim.
mer, was thrown into the Icy waters as
the boat keeled over She managed to
keep to the top for three hours, though
the great waves tore her clothing to
shreds and she was almost exhausted
when picked up by passing fishing
boat and carried to the shore. Mrs.
Holloway stated that her sisterin- law
was now in England, and that she sup
posed that she would remain there
while any chance to recover the body
of her husband remains. The Elliotts
made their home in Calgary, Alta.
Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1915-06-24

st. Paul.--An inheritance tax of $32,-
$40 will be received by the state Of
Minnesota from the estate of Frederick
Weyerhaeuser, millionaire lumber
king. who died April 4. 1914. This was
determined at the hearing on the final
accounting before Probate Judge T..
w. Bazille OF Ramsey county.
The original inventory of the Weyer-
haeuser estate gave the value of the
real estate as $50, ESQ and the personal
property as $l,2s2.655.s7. At the final
hearing items totaling $9,060.62 were
added, making the final total $780,
1868.
Before his death Mr.. Weyerhaeuser
was generally conceded to be one OF
the most wealthy men In the country
and the announcement of these COM
paratively small holdings was sur.
prise.
Attorney General Lyndon A. Smith
has been investigating and If it is
shown that Mr.. Weyerhaeuser dis.
posed of his holdings in anticipation OF
death, the inheritance tax may be
levied. 1t is understood that the state
will accept the tax as estimated, with
the understanding that additional
levies may be made if there is any ba.
sis found.