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81 wouldn't try to get at II, my
dear" she said Wait and see. Come,
you must have your coffee. am
glad you came down early. The old
gentlemen are at breakfast now
Come in"
He followed her dejectedly, a per.
ceptlble droop to his shoulders.
Mr.. Dawes and Mr. Riggs we're seat
ed at the table. Lydia, trihe pale
and distrait, was pouring out their
third cup of coffee. The old men
showed no sign OF their midnight ex-
perience. They were very wide
awake. clear.eyed and alert, as old
men will be who do not count the
years OF life LEFT in the span appoint
ed for them.
Good morning, Freddy" said they
almost in one voice AS he passed
behind their chairs on his way to
Lydia's side, he slapped each OF them
cordially on the back They seemed
to swell with relief and gratitude
He was not in the habit OF slapping
them on the back.
Good morning. gentlemen" said
he. Then he lifted Lydla's slim fin
gers to his lips. Good morning, dear"
She squeezed his fingers tightly and
smiled. A look OF relief leaped into
her eyes; she drew a long breath.
She poured his coffee for him every
morning Her hand shook a little as
she lifted the tiny cream pitcher q
didn't sleep very WELL" she explained
in a low voice. His hand rested on
her shoulder for a moment in a gentle
caress.
Poor old JIM" sighed Mr. Dawes.
He'll probably have to ask US to va.
nose, too l imagine she'll insist on
making a spare bedroon out Of our
room, SOS she can entertain all OF her
Internal relations Jones. will you
give me some more bacon and another
egg?"
And ! thought it was nothing but
a shipwreck" murmured Mr. Riggs
plaintively.
Frederic hurried through breakfast.
Lydia followed him into the library.
Are you going out, dear?" she
asked anxiodsly.
Yes. I've got to do something. |
can't sit still and think OF what's go.
ing to happen. I'll be back for lunch.
con"
Half an hour later he was in the
small bachelor apartment Of two col
lege friends, a few blocks farther up
town, and he was doing the thing he
did nearly every day OF his life in
surreptltious way. He sat at the
cheap upright piano in their disor-
dered living-room and, unhampered BY
the presence OF young men who pre-
ferred music as il is rendered for the
masses, played as II his very soul was
in his fingers.
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ing about the room with eyes that
seemed to take In everything.
Il am sure shall be very happy in
this dear old house." she said quietly
Your own mother must have loved 1t,
Frederic"
James Brood started. Unnoticed by
the others, his fingers tightened on
the gloves he carried in his hand.
Il never knew my mother" said
the young man, She died when |
was a baby"
But of course this was her home,
was II not?"
81 don't know said Frederic, un-
comfortably. 81 suppose So IL came
here a few years ago and"
But even though you never knew
her, there must still be something
here that--that--how shall | say It?
mean. you must feel that she and
you we're here together years and
years ago. One may never have seen
his mother, yet he can always feel
her There is something shall | say
splritual---in--"
Her husband broke in upon these
unwelcome reflections His voice was
curiously harsh.
Mrs. Desmond IL waiting. Yvonne. "
She drew herself up. Are you In
such great haste, Mrs. Desmond?" she
aDked in a voice that cut like a knife.
lnstinctiyely, she glanced at Fred
cries face She saw the muscles Of
the jaw harden and an angry light
leap into his eyes. Instantly her AFRO
gance fell away. 81 beg your pardon,
Mrs. Desmond. have many bad hab-
its. now will you kindly show me
to my room? | prefer that you and
not OF the servants should be my
guide. Au reyoir. Frederic. TIL tea
time. james"
Her eyes were sparkling, her husky
voice once more full Of the appealing
quality that could not be denied. The
flush Of injured pride faded from Mrs
Desmond's brow, and faint look Of
surprise crept into her eyes. To her
further amazement, the younger WON.
an laid hand upon her arm and gave
II a gentle, friendly pressure.
The men watched them In silence as
they left the room, side by side. A
moment later they heard the soft
laughter OF the two women as they
mounted the stairs together
Frederic drew long breath
She's splendid, father" he said,
lmpulsively.
Brood's face was still clouded He
did not respond to the eager tribute.
Father and son faced each other
They were a striking pair each in
his way an example OF fine, clean
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after prolonged separations, to look
for something in the boys face that
he wanted to see and yet dreaded,
something that might have escaped
him when in daily contact with him.
Now, at the end of the rather often
sive scrutiny. he seemed to shake his
head slightly. although one could not
nave been sure.
"And as charming as she is attrac
tive, Frederic" he said. with faint
flush of the enthusiasm he suppressed.
Who is she?" asked his son, with
out realizing the bluntness OF his
eager question.
who is she?" repeated his father
raising his eyebrows slightly. "She
is Mrs. James Brood"
IL beg your pardon" stammered
Frederic. 81 didn't mean TO put 1t
in that way. Who was she? Where
did you meet her and-Oh, want to
know all there is to tell, father. I've
heard nothing. am naturally curl
ous--"
Brood stopped him with gesture
She was Yvonne Lestrange, before
we were married d--Mademoiselle Le.
strange. We met some time ago at
the house Of a mutual friend in Paris
assure you, her references are all
that could be desired" His tone was
sarcastic.
Frederic flushed. I'm sorry asked
the questions. sir" he said, stifly.
Brood suddenly laughed. a quiet
laugh that had some trace OF humor
and a touch OF compunction in 1t. 81
beg your pardon. Frederic. Come up
to my room and smoke a cigar with
me while I'm changing I'll tell you
about her. She Is wonderful"
To his own surprise and to Fred
cries establishment, he linked his arm
in the young mans and started toward
the hall. Afterward Brood was to won
der even more than he wondered then
what il was that created the sudden
desire to atone for the hurt look he
had brought to the eyes Of Matilde's
son-and the odd longing to touch
his arm gently.
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CHAPTER ll-continued.

III proves that your father has made
no mistake in selecting his friends, my
dear My dear husband used to say
that he would cheerfully die for James
Brood and he knew that James Brood
would have died for him just as read.
fly. There is something in friendships
OF that sort that we can't understand.
We have never been able TO test our
friends, much less ourselves. We"
Il would die for you, Mrs. Des.
mond,' cried Frederic, deep flush
overspreadlng his face. For you and
Lydia"
"Yoy come by that naturally" she
said, laying her hand upon his arm.
Blood will tell. Thank you, Fred
eric" She smiled. Il am sure 1t will
not be necessary for you to die for
me, however. AS for Lydia, you must
live, not die for her"
I'm do BOTH" he cried impulsiyely.
Forgive me-"
There is nothing to forgive" she
said simply. And now, one word
more, Frederic. You must accept this
new condition of affairs in the right
spirit. Your father has married again,
after all these years. II is not likely
that he has done so without delibera-
ton. Therefore, II is reasonable TO
assume that he is bringing home with
him a wife of whom he at least is
proud, and that should weigh con-
siderably in your summing up OF the
situation. She will be beautiful, ac.
comphshed, refned-and good. Fred.
eric, OF that you may be sure. Let
me implore you to withhold judgment
until another and later day"
Il do not object to the situation,
Mrs. Desmond" said he, the angry
light returning to his eyes, so much
as ! resent the wording Of that tele.
gram. 1t is always just that way. He
loses no chance to humiliate me.
He"
"Hushl You are losing your temper
again"
well, who wouldn't? And here's
another thing-the very worst OF all
How Is this new condition going to
affect you, Mrs. Desmond?"
She was silent for a moment. "Of
course ! shan't stay on here, Frederic.
I shall not be needed now. AS soon as
Mrs. Brood is settled here / shall 60"
And you expect me to be cheerful
and contented!" he cried bitterly.
Something OF the sort she said
MY father objects to my going into
business or taking up a profession.
am dependent on him for everything.
But why go into that? We've talked
It over a thousand times. don't un-
derstand but perhaps you do. It's a
dogs way Of living"
Your father is making a man Of
you"
"Oh, he is, eh?" with great scorn.
YES. He will make you see some
day that the kind Of life you lead is
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CHAPTER H.
The Bride.


Frederic fatty refused to meet the
steamer when she docked AS II
swayed by his decision. Dawes and
Riggs likewise abandoned a plan to
greet the returning master and his
bride as they came down the gang
plank. But for the almost peremp-
tory counsel Of Mrs. Desmond, Brood's
son would have absented himself from
the house on the day Of their arrival.
Jones and a footman went to the pier
with the chauffeur.
It was half-past two in the after.
noon when the automobile drew up
in front Of the house and the fur
coated footman nimbly hoped down
and threw open the door
James Brood. a tall, distinguished.
looking man OF fifty, stepped out OF
the limousine. For an instant, before
turning to assist his wife from the car,
he allowed his keen eyes to sweep the
windows on the lower floor. In one
of them stood his son. holding the lace
curtains apart and smiling a welcome
that seemed sincere. He waved his
hand to the man on the sidewalk.
Brood responded with a swift, almost
perfunctory gesture and then held out
his hand to the woman who was de.
scending.
Frederlc's intense gaze was fixed
on the stranger who was coming into
his life At a word from Brood, she
glanced up at the window. The smne
still fingered on the young mans lips,
but his eyes we're charged with an
expression Of acute wonder. He had
never looked upon more beautiful
creature in all his life. A kind of stu
pefaction held him motionless until he
heard the door close behind them; In
the brief interval, however, a picture
had been impressed upon his senses
that was to last forever.
She was slightly above the medium
height, slender and graceful even in
the long, thick coat that enyeloped
her. She did not wear veil. He had
swift but enduring glimpse of a GU
riously pallid, perfectly modelled face;
of iet black hair; OF firm, sensitive
chin. Somehow he received the ex.
traordinary impression that the slim,
1.-THE body was never cold; that she
expressed in some indefnable way
the unvarying temperature of youth
He hurried into the hall, driven by
the latent spur Of duty. He heard his
fathers warm. almost gay response to
the greetings Of the old men, whose
hands he wruBg with a fervor that
was unmlstakable He heard him
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manhood. The father was taller by
couple of inches than the son. and yet
Frederic was nearly six feet In his
stockings. Both we're spare men,
erect and gracefully proportloned.
Brood gave out the impression OF
great strength, of steel sinews, of in
yincible power; Frederic did not sug.
gest physical strength, and yet he was
clean-llmbed, wellbuilt fellow. He
had fine head, a slim body whose
every movement proclaimed nervous
energy, and face that denoted TEN.
permanent of the most pronounced
character 1t was not a strong face,
nor was II weak; 1t represented char
acter without force.
On the other hand. James Broods
lean, handsome face was full OF
power His gray eyes we're keen,
steady, compelling and seldom allght
with warmth. His Jaw was firm,
square, resolute, and the lines that
sank heavily into the flesh In his
cheeks were put there not by age but
by the very ylgor of manhood. His
hair was quite gray.
Frederic waited for his father to
speak. But James Brood had moth
ing to say. "She is very attractive,
father" said the young man at last,
almost wistfully. He did not realize
II, but he was cropping for sympathy,
Brood had been in the house for a
quarter OF an hour. after an absence
of nearly year. yet his greeting had
been cold, casual. matter-ofiact. Fred.
eric expected little more than that;
still he felt in a vague way that now,
II never again, the ice Of reserve
might be broken between them II
only for a moment He was ready and
willing to do his part.
Brood was studying the young mans
face with an intensity that for the
moment disconnected him. He seemed
bent on fixing certain features in his
minds eye, as II his memory had once
played him false and should not do
so again. II was habit of Broods
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room was darkened by means of
heavy window hangings; the effect
was that produced by the cleaning
just before the stars appear. Objects
we're shadowy, indistinct, mysterious.
The light from the jade-room door
threw diverging ray across the full
length OF the room. In the very cen
ter of this bright "trip sat plurid
efligy of Buddha that Brood had found
in remote corner of Siam, serenely
stolid on top of its thick base OF
bronze and lacquer, with shining
shrine for a background. In the dim
edge of the shadow, near the door at
the far end of the room, Lydia made
out the motionless, indlstlnct figure of
a woman. The faint outlines of the
face were discernible but not so the
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and could patch pair of officers
trousers so neatly that you could not
tell where the patch was. And, what
was more difficult still. could darn
hole near the neckband OF shirt so
that you could not tell there had ever
been any hole; in fact. It is due to
this experience of mine that | have
never employed a maid.
And learned to cook, too. And to
this day love to do It. ! do not cook
in the American, but in the Austrian
STYLE but everybody who tries my
cooking kncws 1t Is all right. Very
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fed to have every complaint answered
by wavings Of the gur-rand old ful-lag.
who votes for the glorious old party OF
Whats.his-name because his father
did. and who is afraid that anything
and everything that has not been done
before will disturb business. He is
the Joy OF the professional politician
and the despair of those eccentric
souls who believe that because some
thing ought to be done they ought to
try to do 1t.
Although indigenous to all locall-
ties. he is especially and painfully
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not the Kind you want. Your pride,
your ambition will rebel Then you
will make something out Of life for
yourself"
well, 1t looks to me as If he means
to make it impossible for me to marry,
Mrs. Desmond. I've thought of It
good deal"
And is 1t impossible?"
mo. shall marry Lydia, even
though have to dig in the streets
for her. 1t isn't that, however There's
some other reason back Of his atti-
tude but for the life of me I can't
get at IT,"
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Nothing better at any price for
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often when visitors come to my house
in Chicago am very sorry; but !
cannot see them because | have my
apron on and am in the kitchen, cook
ing
! found that work about the home
developed in me a constitution that
has been one of my most valuable pos.
sessions. There is no work that does
more to promote health in girl.
Sweeping, wrestling with a feather
bed, or pushing furniture out Of the
way while she sweeps. develops her
back and her bust at the same time.
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Does Eaa Dance at seyenty.E

Does Egg Dance at Seventy-Elgj
Albert Pankopf. seyenty-eight y
old, bent and white-haired. dans|
blindfolded among Is eggs. laid
two rooms at intervals OF foot
several minutes without breaking
shell. For more than fifty years \
fessor Pankopf has been perform|
this feat, but at the annual Schlad
fest OF the Saxonia and General d
man Benevolent association he dand
as never before. The years dropp
from him as he danced. When
music stopped the old man fell q
the arms OF a spectator. "Wa
heart" he gasped. He soon RED
cred himself and bowed in respOi
TO the cheers.-St. Paul Dispatch.
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features For moment the girl stared
at the watcher and then advanced TO
the door.
who is it?" she inquired peering.
A low, husky voice replied. with a
suggestion OF laughter in the tones
81 am exploring the house"
Lydia came forward at once "Oh,
it is Mrs. Brood. beg your pardon.
Shall switch on the lights?"
you are Lydia?"
Yes, Mrs Brood"
81 have been prowling everywhere.
Your good mother deserted me when
my maid arrived with Ranjab a short
time ago. Isn't this the dreadful blue
beard room? Shall lose my head II
| am discovered by the ogre?"
o The girl felt the spell stealing over
her The low voice of the woman in
the shadow was like sensuous ca
ress She experienced a sudden long
ing to be closer to the speaker. to
listen for the very intake Of her
breath
You have already been discovered
by the ogre, Mrs. Brood" said Lydia.
gayly, and your head appears to be
quite safe"
Thank you" rather curtly. as II re-
pelling familiarity. 1t was like a dash
of cold water to Lydias spirits. You
may turn on the lights. should like
to see you, Miss Desmond"
The girl crossed the room. passing
close to the stranger in the house.
The fragrance of a perfume hitherto
unknown to her separated itself from
the odor of sandalwood that always
filled the room; II was soft, delicate,
refreshing 1t was like breath OF
cool, sweet air filtering into a close,
stuffy room. One could not help draw
ing in long, full breath, as II the
lungs demanded its reyivifying quail.
ties.
A soft, red glow began to fll the
room as Lydia pulled the cord near
the door AS the light grew brighter
and brighter the eyes of the stranger
swept the room with undisguised won
der in their depths.
"How extraordinary! she mur,
INJURED, and then turneq swiftly toward
the girl where does 1t come from
| can see no lights. And seel There
are no shadows, not even beneath the
table yonder It-it is uncanny-but
oh, how lovely!"
Lydia was staring at her with wide
open eyes, frankly astonished. The
eager, excited CLEAN vanished from
Mrs. Brood's lovely eyes They mar
rowed ever so slightly.
why do you stare at me?" she de-
manded.
Il expected" began Lydia. and
stopped in pretty confusion.
81 see. You expected middle-aged
lady, ale? And why, pray, should
Jnmes Brood marry a middle-aged
person?"
IL don't know. I'm sorry II
have offended you"
Mrs. Blood smiled. gay, pleased
little smile that revealed her small
even teeth. "You haven't offended
me, my dear" she said. you offend
my husband by thinking so i'll Of him
that's ALL" She took The girl in from
head TO foot with critical eyes. "He
said you were very pretty and very
lovable. You are lovely. No one
wants to be pretty. Yes, you are just
what ] expected"
Lydia was the taller of the two
women: matter of two inches per
haps, and yet she had the curious feel
ing that she was looking upward as
she gazed into the others eyes. Il
was the way Mrs. Brood held herself
Sending swift glance around tn,
room, she went on. my husband de
lights in having beautiful things abou
him. He doesn't like the ugly things
of this world"
CTo BE coNTINUED)
It's a great old world. and IL there's
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Tuft Hunters.

Said a society woman at a mu
sicale at her Fifth avenue house:
New York society is less given to
lion hunting than London society
There is countess in London who is
such lion hunter that man once
said OF her: why. she always has
the most fashionable surgeon OF the
hour to carve her Christmas turkey"
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SINGERS RECIPE FOR HEALTH
Nine. schumann-Heink, operatlc Star,
Recommends Housework for
American Girls.

My mother was a fine lady. ] re-
member her. with her little fine hands
and her little feet. But she never
had maid. and so she had to do
everything herself. She thought It did
not harm daughter OF major or a
captain to do her own work. From her
! learned to sew and darn stockings.
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and makes her At to fight the world.
| strongly recommend that kind Of
work to all American girls.-Mme
schumann.Heink in the Saturday
Evening Post.
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What the rroalodyte IS, and Why.

"a troglodyte. my son." said J
Fuller Gloom. "is a mossgrown, sta.
tionary gentleman who believes that
ambitious nations will live up to treat
les because they have signed them,
who lives in abject terror of being un-
constitutional. who is perfectly salts
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SYNOPSIS.

Dawes and Riggs. his two old pensioners
and comrades, await the coming OF
Brood's son Frederic TO learn the contents
OF a wireless from Brood but Frederic,
after reading. throws Il into the fire and
leaves the room without a word Frederic
tells Lydia Desmond. his faucee. that the
message announces his fathers marriage
and orders the house prepared for AN inn
mediate homecoming
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She-How pale the moon is,
He--Yes; it's been out late for 5
eral nights
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If men were judged by their ned
ties not more than one In every I
would pass the examination.
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prevalent in the swamps OF Arkansas
and the jungles of Wall street.
Kansas City Star.
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It's a great old world, and II thers's
a better we've never been In II.