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CHAPTER n.

Hall laughed and then stood thought
full for a few moments, smoking airily,
blowing rings. Then he took off his
dressing gown, put on his coat. and
had turned to his camera when Flodie
came back.
There's a desperate old fiirt out
there to see you, Mr.. Bonistelle-Mr.
Doremus."
'DoremusT Hall searched his mem
DRY. What does he look like-a bill
oollectorf"
mo, he's just nice old man with
. side-whisker effect, trimmed with a
gold chain In scallops, and he stares
at you over the top OF his glasses"
Hall sighed. We'll, have him In.
I'll settle himl"
Mr.. Doremus, grave and precise
looked about for chair, and sat down
deliberately. He searched in the in.
side pocket OF his frock coat as he
said pompously: HIM. / took the
nrst opportunity to communicate with
you, Mr.. Bonistelle. Unluckily, how.
ever, could not get you on the tele-
phone this morning" Still his hand
CROPPED in his pocket. like a dog at a
woodchuoks hole.
MOI" Hall remarked impatiently.
II suppose l wasn't up"
Doremus brought forth a long en-
velope. Solemnly he spoke, looking
over the tops of the rubber bows:
Mr.. Bonistelle, / have the honor of
being the attorney for the estate of
your uncle. the late John Beasley
Bonistelle-"
A mental thunderbolt struck the
room, and Hall. shocks< and fright
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(TJheG J ! (; !,
o1TE1dinibur9h

by one dear ghost-that third duchess
who was Prior's kitty aur fair" and
who was gracious to company which
included the poet Gay.
High Street Now a SIum.
There are famous characters to meet
In memory to the left and right of one
all the way along the Canongate and
the old High street, in every close
with its narrow entry leading to the
lands" behind--those tall white
houses built like fortresses and dense
ly crowded, which held within a small
area all that is famous and noble and
memorable in the story of old Edin-
burgh. 1t is a slum now, where tat
tered garments hang out to dry, where
poverty is naked in crowded tene-
ments, from which on days Of royal
progress, whenever carriage passes,
there swarms out a legion Of "barfit
BARNS" with shrill cheers and fiutter-
ing rags, but where, in days gone by.
the wit and fashion and rank of Edin-
burgh were closely housed.
In Lady Stairs close the countess
who gave her name to the place kept
up great state in a little fiat, after
the unhappy days of her married life,
when her first husband threatened to
cut her throat with his rapier, and her
second husband struck her with his
fist. She was the leader of fashion
in Edinburgh when Lady Mary Wort
ley Montagu came. to record her i'm
pressions, and a stately old dame
given to the strongest language in mo-
ments of anger.
Home of Famous Folk.
In Hyndon's close, where the earls of
Stirling lived, was the house of Lady
Maxwell of Monreith and her three
beautiful daughters, known as the
three romps of Monreith," one of
whom, Miss Jane, afterwards the
duchess of Gordon, was once seen rid
ing down the High street on a SOW
which Miss Elantine thumped Justify
behind with a stick Here also lived
Lady Anne Lindsay, who wrote Aud
Robin Gray" and all flats insthis and
other closes near by were the scenes
of fashionable little parties in the
eighteenth and early nineteenth CEN
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BRINGING IN The WOUNDED
Lowering Men on Stretchers Without
Earring Requires an Expert
Hand.

A hospital train had come In, Brit
lsh train. The twilight had deepeped
into night Under the Pickering arc
lamps, in that cold and dismal place
(Boulogne), the train came to a quiet
stop. Almost Immediately 1t began to
unload.
Half way down the car wide win
dow was opened and two tall lieuten-
ants. with four orderlies, took their
place outside. 1t was very silent. Or
ders were given in low tones
One by one the stretchers came;
one by one they were added to the
frightening line that lay prone on the
stone flooring beside the train. There
was not a jar, not an unnecessary mo-
ton. One great officer, very young,
took the weight of the end as it
came toward him, and lowered it with
marvellous gentleness as the others
took hold. He had trick of the wrist
that enabled him to reach up, take
hold and lower the stretcher, without
freeing his hands. He was marvel
ously strong. marvelously tender.
ne SlfetCneIS were ldlu out sue Dy
side. Their occupants did not speak
or move. 1t was as If they had
reached their limit of endurance. They
lay with closed eyes or with impas-
sive, upturned faces, swathed in their
brown blankets against the chill. Here
and there a knitted neck scarf had
been loosely wrapped about head.
All over America women were knit
ting just such scarfs.
And still the line grew. The car
seemed inexhaustible of horrors. And
still the young lieutenant with the ten
der hands and the strong wrists took
the onus of the burdens, the muscles
of his back swelling under his khaki
tunic. If l were asked to typify the
attitude of the British army and of
the British people toward their wound
ed, l should point to that boy Moth
ing that / know of in history can
equal the care the English are taking
of their wounded in this, the great
war.-Mary Roberts Rinehart in the
Saturday Evening Post
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Poverty Does IL

Thomas Nelson Page, since he mar.
ried rich wife. hasn't written line.
Kipling practically stopped writing as
soon as he accumulated fortune. Sir
James M. Barrie, once his plays made
him wealthy, ceased grinding out any
thing except q one-act trifie per an
mum. It's the same thing with Hall
Game, too"
The speaker was Bryant Cullen, the
English critic, editor and publishers
reader. He resumed:
Lack of cash--is the one great
cause OF progress. The world moves
because. most likely, it can't pay
the rent"
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l.lqhtinq Turin.

The city of Turin is occupied with
the task of recognizing the public
lighting on a modern basis. and not
less than 100000 will be employed
for this purpose, the work to be car
ried out from 1914 to 1916. According
to the plans, arc lamps will be use
In all the main streets and avenues,
also the public squares, while smaller
streets are to be lighted by incandes.
cent lamps. Flaming arcs In closed
globes will be used. About 1000 lamps
OF 1000 candle power each will be
installed. In some places incandesceni
lamps are used, some being OF the
5000 candle power type. and the rest
of 100 or 200 candle power. These are
much better than the present gas
lamps. which give only so candle pow
err. Current for the whole system
comes from the municipal electric sta
uon.-Indianapoli News.
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then-only their good Scots blood was
remembered, and the romance which
bound them to the hearts of the Scot
fish people. Women sold their Jewels
for him. The clans came down from
the highlands to fight for him. On
the night before Prestonpans there
was great ball at Holyrood and the
Cameron pipes played to the tune of
THE King Shall Enjoy His Own
Again"
Along the canoneate.
Not far away, at the foot of the
Canongate, is the White Horse close,
and the ancient hostelry with its high
steps and pointed gable where many
Of Prince Charles officers put up be-
fore their march across the border.
The Canongate itself, with It's old Toll
booth and ancient houses, is crowded
with the great characters of Scottish
history, and the very stones tell one
Of the scenes that were played on this
small space. The Scottish nobility
had their mansions here. Through the
eateways at night came their retainers
with swords and bucklers and dirks.
Many a man felt the prick of a bare
bodkin" at his throat 'twixt my Lord
6eaton's house" and Playhouse close.
The torches fared about the coaches
Of the mobiles and many times a tall
tree grew up in the night outside the
Tolbooth to bear human fruit In the
morning.
The passerby stares up at Moray
house and at the long balcony below
Its gables. 1t was on this very bal
cony that Lady Mary Stuart sat with
her bridegroom, Argyll, when gallant
montrose was brought by in a gallows-
cart with his hands tied. The cart
was stopped SO that Argyll might gaze
upon his enemy; but when Montrose
turned and stared at him Argyll shift
ed his eyes, not daring even then to
look him in the face. That was In
1850 Ten years later Argyll passed
this same house himself on his way
to the gallows.
Cromwell put up in this old house.
oueensberry house, nearby, has tragic
memories Of its own, but Is haunted
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ened, could only gasp. "Er-is there
any news about the will. Mr. Doremus ?
Here. have a cigarl"
Doremus looked up and nodded
gravely. yes, the will has been found.
Mr.. Bonistelle, at lastl" He tapped
the paper In his hand. 1T was discov-
cred this morning at eight twenty
seven o'clock You see | have been
prompt, sir"
Hall restrained an Overwhelming
curiosity. Where did you find it," he
asked family.
"Ah, curious. Most curious. An &c
centric man, your uncle, Mr. Boni-
STEELE. 1t was found in his library. In
fact, II you will believe me. between
the leaves of his own book mean, of
course, the one he wrote himself
Race Suicide and How to Prevent It.,
| believe II is called. have not yet
had the pleasure Of reading it,
Mr.. Doremus stopped, and gave the
young man a steady inspection. 81
understand that you will be twenty
eight upon the fourth of May. Mr..
DOhiSttAt. AIN L COrTecl
yes. Tomorrow. Why?"
Mr.. Doremus solemnly held up his
hand. "Waitl" he commanded. Let
me, before | go through the whole
document, read this one clause"
Flodie, peeping through the door,
was breathlessly listening. Hall was
growing white.
"Er-here It is" Mr.. Doremus pro-
ceeded to read soberly. "'The residue
OF my estate l leave to my beloved
nephew, Hall Cutler Bonistelle, on con-
dltion that he is married before he
reaches the age OF twenty-eight
years."
"Oh, knew It'll Well, It's all up
then-just my luckl"
If, however, at the beginning of
his twenty-eighth birthday he is still
unmarried. this residue shall be the
property OF my beloved cousin, Jonas
Hassingbury, as testimony to our
youthful friendship Mr.. Doremus
looked up.
Hall was scowling. Let's see It'll"
he demanded, and he took the instru-
ment, and read the clause over to him.
self. while Mr.. Doremus' eyes drifted
slowly about the apartment. How
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turtles, when Scottish ladies took to
tea drinking and music, when the earl
of Kellie was considered an excellent
performer on the jew's-harp, when Sir
Gilbert Elliott introduced the German
flute, when Lords Haddington and Col
vile played the violin and cello, and
when Jane Maxwell, duchess of Cor
don, Miss Jardine, Miss Murray of
Lintrose, Bess Burnet, Miss Hay Of
Hayston and other fair women in
spired the muse of Robert Burns, or
fired the hearts of many literary gem
tlemen, advocates and men of fashion
1t is strange and rather tragic, this
utter change which has made a slum
of old Edinburgh and peopled so many
famous houses with the poorest
classes in the city, who know little of
the romance which clings to the walls
about them, and who live in the direst
squalor in rooms which once were the
apartments of illustrious men and
women. Students of history still
prowl about the lands" artists come
and sketch here, the tourist with his
guidebook searches about these wynds
for the lodgings of Boswell and Doc
tor Johnson, of Allan Ramsay and of
Robert Burns, who in Baxter close had
his share of a deal table, sanded
floor and chan bed at eight pence a
week" But though the world of wit
and fashion has departed from Old
Edinburgh. though the society of mod
ern Edinburgh has not the glory Of
its golden days, the city itself still
puts spell upon the imagination
even of an Englishman-and, looking
down upon it from Arthur's seat,
where Its beauty is outspread below
one, all the romance OF a thousand
years of history steals out from its
hiding places. and legions OF gallant
and noble and tragic and wise and
witty ghosts wander about those old
streets which lie In the deep valley
under the shadow of the castle for
which England and Scotland fought
century after century, and along the
highway to Hollywood, where the Scot
fish kings and mobiles played out the
fantaGy Of life.
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CHAPTER I-continued.

Hall laughed jeeringly Cant hel
You don't know Uncle Johnl He was
the most unmitigated bore that ever
breathed. Talk about cranksl He
never did approve of me-too 'artis-
tic And was fool enough to try to
be independent. Result, have to take
photographs for living. Why, Flodie,
he's just as likely to have left me a
dime with a hole in 1t, and let 1t go at
thatl"
Flodie sighed in sympathy, and ,se.
well, those bills must be paid in any
easel And there's Just seventy-seven
cents In the cash boxi"
Good Lord, is 1t as bad as that?
Well, Wen have to collect few bills
in hurry" Hall appeared to dismiss
the subject
But Flodie was not to be dismissed.
Well she knew his procrastination.
They're all collected. Mr.. Bonistelle'
she protested; every last onel You
can trust me to attend TO thatl And
I've had to sit up and beg like a
French poodle, tool"
Hall, walking back and forth,
seemed not to be listening, but sudden
ly he turned to his assistant with q
queer expression. He walked up to
her and put his hand on her shoulder.
See here, Flodie, have you taken
out your salary regularly every weekY
Now, don't you try to fibl"
Flodie tried to pull away but It was
too delicious. "Oh, don't know" she
mumbled. mot for two or three weeks,
perhaps. That's all right" Now 1t
was she who caught hold OF his arm.
But wanted to tell you something,
Mr.. Bonistelle-if you wouldn't mind
1T you Just let me-"
"What?" he demanded suspiciously
"Oh, only-if you'd be willing-real-
ly I'd like to, you know-you know
I've saved up little money, Mr.. Boni-
stelle-and, well. 1t might help you
temporarily-till you could"
Hall threatened her with savage
playfulness. 'Flodie Fisher" he said
determinedly, IF you ever dare to
mention such thing to me again,
Ill-Ill discharge you'll" He took a
turn up and down the room as she
waited. watching him. "By jove, 1t
does look as II I'd have to go to work."
Then he turned to her gloomily. well.
anything else for this afternoon?"
NO" said Flodie. but you have to
develop and print. you know There's
lots Of work for you in the dark room.
And then, we've got to get ready for
that expensive old party"
Hall scratched his head. Heavens,
I'd forgotten all about it."
"Of course you have, but haven't;
I've attended to everything: Music,
caterer-and decorations-furious old
nonsense It was too. l don't see how
you can afford it. Mr.. Bonistelle. Real
ly don'tl" Flodie was very stern.
It's business, Flodie-keeps the
women curious Makes EN- talkl oh,
well,' Hall tossed 1t off his mind
We'll get along somehow. Well, run
along, Flo, now; suppose I've got to
get ready to preside at this altar OF
vanity. Good Lordl How l dread it,
Flo. honestly believe photographer
knows more OF the actual truth about
women than doctor or priestl"
Flodie gave him an induIgent smile.
'Mr. Bonistelle. l want to tell you
something. All three of them put to-
sether know mighty littlel" So say
ing. she gave him a prim curtsy and
retired to the office.
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Apparently the output of war books
has been as extensive on the other
side Of the channel as In London.
Over twenty different publications
we're found on stand outside a shop
in the Boulevard des Italiens, and.
Judging from the gloom of the propri-
etor, none Of them was selling partic-
uiarly well Incidentally. the sale of
novels had practically come to stand
stin.
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SYNOPSIS.
0oNTNC,rT OF CXz6v cLH70zSS

Hall Bonistelle artist-photographe
prepares for the days work in his studio.
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Police Court Chronicles

A report that there was spy in their
midst caused the police to move cautious
ly in Kensington. They spoke in sup
pressed tones and tried to appear uncon-
cerned, which any one will admit is a
difficult task for normal cop That
there was spy at large was generally
admitted, but who or what kind of
spy he was no one knew definitely. The
fact that he was a spy and wandering
around loose was enough,
The Germans declared he was an Eng
lish spy and the Englishmen said he was
German, and when some of them met in
compromising attitude on the subject they
decided he was a Mexican. Rumors had
reached a rather serious stage when sud
denly the spy himself was discovered. He
was armed with a disappearing" cam
era, according to reports. and was seen
photographing trolley cars and large
buildings. When Policeman McDougall
was put on the trail he brought forth
brand new deductions, On seeing the sus-
pect photograph trolley cars he concluded
that he was spy for the 'jitneytes" and
figured that the stranger was getting
line on the number of trolleys in order
to report to the jitney generals,
These suspicious became somewhat con-
fused when the photographer snapped"
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DEATHS

BAKER;I,on July 2s 1915. LOUIS cAR| Rds
Church OF St Asaph, Bala Pa. on SATURDAY.
July 81. at p. m. Interment private Kin
EiIIsoN.-At Linden Shade Farm. Bry
Mawr, on July 2s 1915, HANNAH NJ, viii
OF the late Rodman B. Ellison. Services /
her late residence, on Saturday morning,
train from Broad st. Station. Interme
private.
HANIILTON.-At her residence. 40Ss BarII
street, on July 30. 1915, ANNA BARBAIi|
FURTHER notice OF the funeral will be given.
MARTIN.-on July 2s. 1915 PRUDENCE
widow OF Samuel Martin, Relatives ar
friends are invited to attend the funeral ser
late residence, 204 Sylvan ave-, Rutledg|
Pa Interment private.
ROBERTSON July 2s 1915, JOSEPH i
friends are Invited te attend the funeral ser
ices, on Saturday afternoon. July 81, at
Camden, n. j. InHrment private.
RUNYoN.-on July 2s. 1915. IDA T.. wido
of John T. Runyon. Funeral services aI
lnterment private
sPRUANCE.-At Wilmington, Del. on Jul
28, 1915, SARAH CORBIT SPRUANCE. age
IT years Funeral services at her late res
dence, 000 Broome St. Wilmington, Dell o
Saturday. July 81. o'clock p. m. Intermen
private.
TILDEN.-on July 20, 1915. VILLA
TATEM TILDEN, aged go years Funera
service on Monday, August 2, at p. M, Al
his late residence, "overleigh" Mexican ave
Germantown. Interment private. Kind
omit flowers.
WALKER.-At Plymouth, Mass. on July "a
1915 ANNIE T., daughter OF the late Oh
Mahlon NJ and Mary t. Walker. Relative
and friends are invited TO attend the funera
at the chapel OF Kirk & Nice. 1901 Main St
Germantown. Interment private.
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The Daily Story
Their Branch Line to
Paradise

The porter smiled pityingly at Lam
hert's Ignorance. 'Dinin' kyar?' he
echoed 'why, boss, faint been a year
since dey put on his hyer parlor kyar
on de line whaffor de put a dinin' kyar
on2"
Lambert looked at the car occupied only
by himself and Miss Fulton and agreed
A diner would have been q useless lux
ury It was only a 100-mile branch ana
they were supposed to do II in five hours.
He went into the forward cars, crowded
with a miscellaneous assortment OF men
and women, but most Of them had lunch
baskets that had been emptled soon after
the stop and he could not find so much
as a sandwich.
The conductor was on the steps putting
at o cigar. and Lambert sat down pesiue
him.
How far are we to the next station?'
he demanded.
Were in a station now" explained the
conductor ITS on the other side of the
train" Lambert smiled grimly as ne
surveyed the waste tracts where the sta
tion became apparent. 1t was rough
box of a place, smaller than the average
woodshed. II was dark and deserted, put
just across the sandy road light burned
feeLly in low building.
''Do you suppose could get something
to eat over there?" he asked.
TITS a store" was the noncommittal an
swer. Il remember we put off box OF
crackers last week"
Lambert dropped to the dusty roadbed
and strobe across the strip of sand. The
store was closed and dark, but the light
shone from tho kitchen in the rear and
the proprietor consented to
accommodate the stranger.
The stock was small and uninviting.
Hog and hominy," the staple foods, were
produced locally. A barrel of flour,
small cheese and a limited stock Of
canned goods constituted the grocery de-
partment, but search discovered a can
of Vienna sausages some canned peaches,
some soda crackers and cheese, and the
storekeeper's wife promised a pot of cof-
fee
Lambert sat on the steps and smoked
while he waited for the coffee and pom
dered the situation. All winter he had
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sought an introduction to the girl who
was his one fellow passenger in the par
lor car. He knew that her name was
Jessie Fulton and that she lived down
South. Beyond that his information did
not go. A dozen times he had run across
her in the city, but the opportunity for
an introduction never came.
Here they were, joint occupants of the
parlor- car and blocked by a wreck that
promised to hold them for hours. If not
all night. The freight had gone up in the
forenoon and had broken through
rickety bridge. A temporary bridge must
be built before they could go ahead.
The porter came across the road and
smiled as he saw Lambert. "Ahm looSin'
for some sandwiches for ma lady" he
announced. "She done offer me a dollah. "
"Ill give you the dollar" he promised.
You go back and rig up table. I'll be
right there"
The girl looked expectantly as Lam
bert entered bearing aloft his plunder.
With your permission" he said with
bow, 1--WE will have supper as it is"
THE porter promised to get me some-
thing" she protested.
IT have cornered the food supply Of the
town." he explained IF my company
is"
mot at ALL" she hastened to protest.
''It will be more pleasant this way"
LdIlDtTI ldiu OUT lnb IOOu IOBtLneT WIN
the knives and forks he had borrowed,
and opened his various cans Hunger
gave them appetites even for the coarse
fare and the girl was soon chatting mer-
rily.
Your face seems familiar" she said,
the faint color mounting TO her cheeks.
II worked in the building where you
used TO call on your lawyer" he ex-
plained readily. II have seen you in the
elevator more than once"
1T seems almost like knowing you to
meet down here In Georgia" she said
smilingly. Lambert beamed. To think
that after seeking her all winter he
should find her down here and under cir
eumstanees that made for success seemed
too good to be true.
He sent the porter back with the dishes
and settled down 10 entertain the girl.
1t was almost midnight before they real
lied how time had been flying, and he
arranged with the porter for a makeshift
bed for Miss Fulton in the drawing room
while he occupied the smoking room.
They were just drawing into the ter
minal station when they met in the NOR
ming.
'It seems that we are out of trouble at
last" he said in greeting. "The track
was cleared about o'clock"
Il am rather sorry for it," he said
earnestly. Perhaps we may arrange
another picnic here before 20 baeS
North. have title to look up. II NAV
take week, rather think II will
i shall not wait for the picnic" she
insisted. Il am going to have you at our
house to breakfast. il you will Gomez
II VIII conner" he repeated with a
hAppy laugh Why, Miss Fulton, nothing