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low and husky once more, with a per
sistent note OF accusation In II. 1T
was an accident. do you understand
You did not shoot to kill-him The
world shall never know the truth-un-
less he dies, and that Is not to happen
You are safe The law cannot touch
you. for I shall never speak. This Is
between you and me. Do you under
stand7"
He glanced at her set, rigid face.
Yes. II was an accident And this Is
between you and me We shall settle
II later on. Now | see you as you are
--as Yvonne. God, wonder" His
hand shook with sudden spasm OF
indecision. He had again caught that
battling look in her dark eyes.
Attend" she cried. and he bent
to the task again. He is not going &c
die. Il would be too cruel II he were
to die now and miss all the Joy Of vic
tory over youths lifelong foe. He
The door opened behind them anC
they looked up to see the breathlesi
Hindu. He came straight to thu
woman.
"He comes. Ranjab has obey.
have told him that the revolver was dis
charge accidentally-by myself. by tn,
unhappy son OF dog, l. II Is well
Ranjab is but dog. He shall die tc
day and his lips be sealed forever
Have no fear. The dead shall be 81
lent" His voice trailed of into
whisper. for his eyes we're looking int
hers. NO" he whispered. after a mC
ment-"no. the dead are not silent
One who is dead has spoken to Rar
T jab."
"Hush!" said the woman. Brood
l hands we're shaking again, shakin
and uncertain. "The doctor3 II
comes?"
Even now." said the Hindu, turi
ing toward the door.
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this man OF his. He remembered the
story of another killing in the hills Of
India. His gaze went from the brown
fanatics face to the white, tender,
lovely throat of the woman-and a
hoarse gasp broke from his lips.
mo! mol Not that!" he cried, and
as the words rang out, Yvonne re-
moved her Mortified gaze from the blot
of red and fixed 1t upon the face Of her
husband. She Strengthened up slowly
and her arms fell Imply to her sides.
1T was meant for me. Shoot,
James!" she said. almost in whis-
per.
The Hindu's grasp frightened at the
convulsive movement of his masters
hand. His fingers were like steel
bands.
Shoot" she repeated. raising her
voice. Save yourself. for II he is
dsad shall kill you with my own
hands. This Is your chance-shootl'
Brood's fingers relaxed. their griI
ON the revolver. A fierce. wild hope
took all the strength out OF his body
he grew faint with Il
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CHAPTER xxvll-continued.

He obeyed. See! There is no one
near" He held open the door to the
hall you must speak quickly. am
to leave this house in an hour. was
given the hour"
Ah, can see by your face that you
hate himl II is we'll That is some
thing. 1t is but little, know, after
all have wished for-but 1t is some
thing for me to treasure-something
for me to take back with me to the
one sacred little spot in this beastly
world OF men and women"
You are the most Incompetent
eible-"
"An not beautiful, Frederic? Tell
me-" She came quite close to him.
You are the most beautiful woman
In all the world" he said abjectly
And l have wasted all my beauty
have lent 1t to unloveliness and II
has not been destroyed! 1t is still with
me, is 1t notY have not lost It in
you are beautiful beyond words
beyond anything have ever i'm
agined." said he. suddenly passing his
hand over his brow.
You would have loved me IL It haC
not been for Lydia?"
Il couldn't have helped myself. l.
fear I-faltered in my Good God
are you still trying to tempt me? Ar,
you still asking me to go away will
your
A hoarse cry came from the door
way behind them-a cry Of pain an,
anger that struck terror to their souls
They had not heard his approach.
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| It was MatIldel what aceur.ed trlel,

II was Matildei What accursed trick
Of"
He sprang to his feet and advanced
upon her, actually stepping across the
body OF his son In his reckless haste
Foe many seconds they stood with
their faces close together, he staring
wildly, she with a dull look OF agony
in her eyes, but unflinchlng. What he
saw caused an icy chill to sweep
through his tense body. and sickness
to enter his soul. He shrank back.
"Who-who are your he cried ont
In sudden terror. He felt the presence
OF Matilde. He could have stretched
out his hand and touched her, so real.
so vivid was the belief that she was
actually there before him. "Matilde
was here--I saw her. before God, saw
her. And-and now 1t is you! She Is
still! here. l can feel her hand touch
ing mine-I can feel--no. again l.
| T."
The cold. lifeless voice OF Yvonne
was speaking to him, huskier than ever
before.
1 matilue mas peen nere' oho h"1
always been with him. She Is always
near you. James Brood"
what - are = you - saying2" he
gasped.
She turned wearily away and pointed
to the weapon on the table.
''Who is to use 1t, you or II"
He opened his mouth but uttered NJ
sound. His power Of speech was gone
She went on in deadly monotone
"You intended the bullet for me. II u
not too late. Kill me, II you will.
give you the first chance-take 1t. 10
II you do not shall take mine"
IL cannot kill you'll cannot xii
the woman who stood where you ar
standing a moment ago. Matilde wa
therel She was alive, do you hea
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Blood! It is bloodl" she moaned,
and for the first time since the shot
was fired her husband glanced at the
one for whom the bullet was intended.
An expression OF incredulity leaped
into his face, as II he could not believe
his senses. She was alive and unhurtl
His bullet had not touched her. His
brain fumbled for the explanation of
this miracle
Blood" she walled again. long,
| shuddering word that came not from
her lips but from the very depths of
her terror-stricken soul.
Slowly Brood's mind worked out OF
the maze. His shot had gone straight,
but Frederic himself had leaped into
| its path to save this miserable crear
ture who would have damned his
soul II life had been spared to him.
Ranjsb crawled to his side. his eyes
covered with one arm. the other ex-
tended. Blindly the master felt for the
pistol, not once removing his eyes
from the pallid figure against the table.
His fingers closed upon the weapon.
Then the Hindu looked up. warned by
the strange voice that spoke to him
from the mind Of his master He saw
the arm slowly extend itself with a
sinister hand directed straight at the
unconscious figure of the woman. This
time Brood vas making sure OF his
aim-so sure that the 1.-THE Hindu
had time to spring to his feet and
grasp once more the hand that held
the weapon.
"Masterl Master!" he cried out
Brood turned to look at his man In
sheer bewilderment. What could al
this mean? What was the matter with
the man?
Down, Ranjab!" he commanded II
low. cautious tone, as he would have
} used in speaking to a dog when the
t game was run to earth.
4 There is but one bullet left, sahib,
. cried the man.
only one is required" said the mas
3 ter hazily.
4 "You have killed your son. This bul
a let is for yourself"
Z "Yesl Yes! But-but she! Sh
a lives! She"
A The Hindu struck his own breas
significantly. Thy faithful servant re
v mains, sahib. Die, If thou wilt. bu
: leave her to Ranjab. There is but on
bullet left. 1t Is for you. You mus
not be here to witness the death Rar
!, jab, thy servant. shall inflict upon he
:. Shoot thyself now, II so be 1t. bu
spare thyself the sight Of" He di
, not finish the sentence. but his stron,
!, bony fingers went through the motto
that told a more horrible story tha
= words could have expressed. Ther
? was no mistaking his meaning. II
q had elected himself her executions
A CHASTITY look of comprehensive
:, fitted across Brood's face. For Sc
y ond his mind slipped from one drea
a to another more appalling. He kne
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CHAPTER XVIII.
The Shot That Failed.

Transfixed, they watched him take
two or three steps into the room. At
his back was the swarthy Hindu, his
eyes cleaning like Goals of fire in the
shadowy light
"James!" fell tremulously from the
lips of Yvonne. She swayed toward
him as Ranjab grasped his arm from
behind. Frederick saw the flash of
something bright as 1t passed from the
brown hand to the white one. He did
not at once comprehend.
TT happened once" came hoarsely
from the throat of James Brood. "It
shall not happen again. Thank you.
Ranjab."
Then Frederic knew! The Hindu
had slipped revolver into his mas
ter's hand!
1T gives me great pleasure. Yvonne,
to relieve you OF that damned, rotten.
worthless thing you call your life."
AS he raised his arm, Frederic
sprang forward with a shout Of horror.
Scarcely realizing what he did, he
hurled Yvonne violently to one side.
1t was all over in the twinkling of
an eye. There was a flash, the crash
of an explosion. puff of smoke and
the smell of burnt powder.
Frederic stood perfectly still for an
instant, facing the soft cloud that rose
from the pistol barrel. an expression
of vague amazement In his face. Then
his hand went uncertainty to his
breast
Already James Brood had seen the
red blotch that spread with incredible
swiftness-blood red against the
snowy white of the broad shirt bosom
Glaring with wide-open eyes at the
horrid spot, he stood there with the
pistol still levelled in petrified hand
Good God, father. you've-why
you've" struggled from Frederic's
writhing lips, and then his knees
sagged; an instant later they gave way
with a rush and he dropped heavily to
the floor.
There was not a sound in the room
Suddenly Brood made a movement
quick and spasmodic. At the same In
stant Ranjab flung himself forward
md grasped his masters arm. ht
uad turned the revolver upon himseii'
The muzzle was. almost at his temple
when the Hindu seized his hapd In
grip OF iron.
"Sahib! Sahib!" he hissed. "Wha
would you do? Wrenching the weapon
from the stiff, unresisting fingers III
hurled Il across the room.
my God!" groaned 3rood. His tai
body swerved forward, but his legs re
fused to carry him. The Hindu caugn
him as he was sinking Imply to hi
knees. With tremendous enort o
the will, Brood succeeded in conquer
ing the black unconsciousness una
was asseiling him. He straightene
nm to his full height. and with tren
bling fingers pointed to the pros.ra'
figure on the floor. "The pistol haf
lab! Where is It? Give It me! Maj
man. can | live after that? | hav
killed my sonny own son' ouici
mani"
"Sahib!" cried the Hindu, wringih
his hands. II cannot! l cannot!
II command you! The pistol"
Without a word the Hindu, fatalis
slave. pagan that he was, turned 10
his masters bidding II was not &c
him to say nay. 1t was not for MIN
oppose the win of the master. but
obey.
All this time. Yvonne was croucnln
against the table. her horrined ga.
upon the great red blotch that grew
terrible proportions as she watcne
sns had not moved. she haa NJ
breathed. she had not taken her nane
from her ears where she had place
khsm st the souaA Of the explosion.
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me! Alive and-ah!" The exclama-
tion fell from his lips as she suddenly
leaned forward, her intense gaze fixed
on Frederic's face.
See! All. see! prayed and have
been answered. See! God In heaven,
see!"
He turned. Frederics eyes were
open He was hooking up at them, with
a piteous appeal in their depths-an
appeal for help. for life. for conscious
ness.
"He is not deadl Frederic. Frederic.
my SON" He dropped to his knees
and frantically clutched at the hand
that lay stretched out beside the limp
figure. The pain-stricken eyes closed
slowly
Someone knelt beside Brood He
saw a slim white hand go out and
touch the pallid brow.
II shall save your soul, James
Brood" a voice was saying. but II
seemed far away. HE shall not die.
Your poor wretched soul may rest Sc
cure. I shall keep death away from
him. You shall not have to pay for
this-no, not for this. The bullet was
meant for me. owe my life to him
you shall owe his to me. But you
have yet to pay a greater debt than
this can ever become. He is your son
You owe another for his life-and you
will never be out OF her debt. moi
even in hell. James Brood"
Slowly Frederics eyes opened
again. They wavered from one face
to the other and there was in them the
unsolvable mystery OF divination. Al
the lids dropped once more, Brood'i
manner underwent tremendous
change. The stupefaction of horro
and doubt fell away in a flash and HI
was again the clear-headed, indomit
able man OF action. The blood rushed
back into his veins. his eyes flashed
with tho returning fire Of hope, hi
voice was steady. sharp, commanding
"The doctor!" he cried in Yvonne'
ear. as his strong fingers went out 4
tear open the red shirt bosom. "B
quick Send for Holder. BY heaven
we must save him" She did not move
He whirled upon her fiercely. do as
tell you. Are you so damned"
Doctor Holder Is on the way now.
she said DULY. His hands ceased thei
operations as II checked by sudde
paralysis.
"On the way here?" he cried ii
credulously. why"
"He is coming" she said fiercely.
sent for him-ages ago. Don't sto
now--be quick! You know what to d.
Stanch the flow OF blood. Do SOM
thing. man! You have seen men wit
mortal wounds-and this man must
saved"
: he worked swiftly. deftly. for he di
know what to do. He had worked owe
men before with wounds in the
breasts--and he had seen them throue
! the shadow OF death. But he coul
} not nelp thinking. as he now worke
! that he was never known to miss
! shilling at thirty PAGES.
al Sha was speaking, Her yoica VI
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Frederic. II was an accident In that
respect. Thank you for what you would
do. 1t isn't necessary, old pals. The
story that Ranjab tells must stand TOR
the time being. Later on--well. | may
write my own story and give 1t to the
world"
Write it?" said Mr.. Dawes, and
Brood nodded his head slowly. signii-
cantly.
"Oh, Jim, you-you mustn't do thatl"
groaned Mr.. Dawes, appalled,. you
Gsint such a coward as 10 do that
"There was one bullet left in the re-
volver. Ranjab advised me to- save it
for myself. He's a thoughtful fel-
low" said Brood. "It has been re-
moved, OF course. but"
"Jim," said MIR. Riggs. squaring HIM
self, "lt's too bad that you didn't nit
what you shot At"
"Jim," interrupted Mr.. Riggs. ignor>
ing his comrade. II see she's going to
nurse Freddy. Well. sir. II was YOU
I'd"
cro BE coNTTNurp9
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TOO MUCH FOR JUDGE GARY
Youthful Lawyer Made Technical Er-
ror In Billiard Contest With
Legal Veteran.

Judge Martin. as a young lawyer and
on first arrival in Chicago. thought
himself fortunate In gaining an insro-
duo,icn TO Judge Gary-the Gary who
tried the anarchists. The Judge took
a shine TO the young chap and pro-
posed q game Of billiards. wherein
Martin made technical error that
he remembered for long. Gary played
an old mans game. and Martin then.
as now. was particularly handy with
a cue.
Picture q contest OF 81 points with
four balls on 4 four and one-half by
nine table The Judge barely bend
ing), with childish bridge and .
neryeless stroke. missed his first shot
Martin. in shirtsleeves. crouehed over
the table like q jockey plotting a win
ner. and applied himself to rolling up
a run. He had counted fifteen or
twenty when he turned and saw the
judge disappearing through the door
and moving with rutfed dignity.
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BEER CONDEMNED.

After twenty-five years Of practice
Dr. S. s Lungren. leading physician
and surgeon. has this to say about
beer. 1T is difficult to find any part
in the confirmed beer drinkers ma
chinery that is doing its work as II
SHOULD, This is why their life cords
snap OF Ike glass rods when disease
or accident gives them a little blow
Beer drinking shortens life This Is
not a mere opinion; II is a we'll
settled. recognized fact Physicians
and insurance companies accept this
as unquestionsb as any other undis-
puted fact OF science. The great Eng
lish physicians decide that the hearts
action is increased i3 per cent in its
efforts TO throw Of alcohol introduced
into the circulation. The result is
easily figured out. The natural pulse
beat is &c per minute II We multiply
this by 50 an hour. and "a hours in a
day. and add Is per cent. We find that
the heart has been compelled TO do
an extra work during that time in
throwing OF the burden OF q few
drinks equal n i5.5 tons lifted one foot
high
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REASONS Fos ABSTINENCE.

Its hard to be a physical adviser
and keep OF the subject OF alcoholic
liquors when you realize that there
never can be anything like a high
average of physical veIl-being In a
country where n large part OF the
male population insists on poisoning
itself regularly or periodically / viii
simply sun mp few Of the reasons
strictly from the standpoint OF the
physical trziner-why men should no;
drink alcohol
Alcohol is not a food; il is = drug.
IL Injuries the blood
II retsrds the digestion
Il is the worst enemy Of the brain
worker.
II hArdens the liver.
IL destroys the kicners
II furnishes no support to the body.
II Is q depress2nt.
Il IS 3 most destructive agent n the
state of health OF OF disease.
Il dszdsns the body and the senses
II Affects the mental and moral side
of nature.
Alcohol users show death rate OF 20
per cent greater than nonusers-
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WITH THE USUAL GREETING
Training and Addressed stereo-
typed Question 70 Angel"

Jack MeGeevy. the vaudeville en-
tertainer. was reared n = southern
locality where the population Was
largely black and where the older
darkies were invariably respectful a
pAr of their 6eference. says Nc
Greevy. vas 10 inquire as to the health
q TIE family % anyone Who addressed
then. even Il he were = stranger.
ThGS az elderly negro vas a. work
in TIE fslds not far from a fair
Erc-z6s where q parachute jump VAS
a r1r1 % the entertainment The
,-1Per. a Sri. had gone up in bal
loon and had encountered a wind
wAioA New her sono distance before
she eut loose. aid vixen she landed
u vAs oaly a feW feet from the old
uncle vith the boa He had not seen
her 6sscsat. and he fairy hlinkea As
Aa HsAs,1 tAe vision In scarlet tights
and vtrulent peroxide hair. HIS train
Ing dia not desert hi1a, however. for
be asked presently;
-GOod evsain'. Miss Angel Eow's
70 qAu an nav
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POETS DOUBLE ROLE
Goethe Not Always "cold as an
immortal"
Could BE Solemn ard Disnlned. BIT
Was Possessed Of a Mao Spirit
of Fun Which 5ubeles Up at
Odd Times

Goethe was credited By a certain
American writer with having some
thing Of the calm and something OF the
coldness o. the iDmortnls." but on oe.
oasion he vas 1lied with .hs 10y Of
living" that irresponsible eruption Of
energy and high spirits TO which the
creative mind ought 10 be especially
susceptible
soon after Goethe had written
-Werther.- ore Gleim came 10 weiuiar
and wished to know him. How this
came about is best told in Gleim's
oEn words:
4 had brought with me the last
MusenAlmAnaeh a literary novelty.
and read here and there an article TO
the company in which passed the
evening While I Was reading. a
young man. booted and spurred. in a
short green shooting jacket thrown
open came in and mingled with the
audience.
I had scarcely remarked his en-
trance. he sat down opposite to me,
and listened Attentiyely. scarcely
knew WhAt there was about him that
particularly struck me. except a pair
oi brilliant black Italian eyes. But 1t
vas decreed that should know more
of him
During a short pause, during which
some gentlemen and ladies were dis
eussing the merits Of the pieces l had
read. lauding some and censuring 9TH
ers. the gallant young sportsman tfor
such ! took him to bel rose from his
ehAir. and bowling with a most courte-
Gus and ingrAiiating air to me. Of
fered to relieve me from time 10 time
in reading, lest ! should b. tired
4 could do no less than accept so
polite an offer, and Immediately hand
ed him the book. But o Apollo and
all the Muses-not forgetting the
Graoes-WhAt was then 10 hear!
AT first indeed. things vent
smoothly enough-the somewhat more
solid. substantial fare OF Voss. Stol-
berg and Burger was delivered in such
a manner that no one had any reason
TO complain. AL at once. however. il
was as II some Wild and wanton spirit
took possession OF the young reader.
He read poems that had no exist
enoe in the 'Almanaeh.' and broke out
into all possible modes and dialects.
HexAmeters. ianbics. doggerel verses
one after another. or blended in a
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rhe Watts Variation.

Alfred Watts. the young futuris;
poet, was lunching With his publisher
al a Broadway restaurant recently.
and while waiting for his bill he
amused himself by matching quarters
with his host After several dollars
had changed hands. the publisher
looked through the window at one Of
those entertaining little DetrOstobiles
standing at the curb. and said. face
tiously:
-IlI match you for that car. Alfred :"
Mr. Watts tossed back his much
photographed golden name. and re-
marked. with this Characteristic draWL
-Aw. don't be piker. III match
you for two dollars"
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sunsira up n,r w,rs.

A certain little Columbus schoolgirl
Is learning things. both al school and
on the street. as a recent happening
demonstrates. The knowledge she
picked I'D az school. the phrase re
gard.ng the cat she heard either from
some other child OF from some care
less elder
Mother. what does fat spell-" she
asked the other night, o. coming
home from school
mother
why. fat my dear replied the
the second inquiry.
And what does her sPeil-- came
Her again vOuchsased the in
sormAnt
Nov ! knew l was righs. ana that
old cat OF teacher tried 10 make me
believe that those letters spelled "a.
ther.- exclaimed the child with not a
little gnaiion.--COlumbus Dispatch.
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Had Him Guessing.

Walter Roberts. the theatrical man.
Is usually ready with a quick answer
to any question that is put 10 him. but
once upon a time he was clearly non-
plused. A woman had approached
the ticket window and said:
"nwould very much like to know II
the show which is now going on is
moral and proper
Walter cast q scrEdniEing glance at
his questioner. but that was all
Why don't you answer my ques-
ton. young man." demanded the lady
al the window.
Because. madam. frankly SPEAK
ing said Walter. hesitating. I'm not
4 good enough Judge OF human nature
10 know which way to answer without
losing q patron. n."-LOuisviIle Times
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Had Made q start.

Pete. the hired man, vas known for
his prodigious appetite. One morning
he had eaten a normal breakfast Of
oatmeal. buckwheat cakes. toast. fried
potatoes. ham. eggs. doughEuts. coffee
aud the usual trimmings, and gone TO
. neighbor's 10 help with extra work
Peie arrived before the family had
risen from the morning neal
Well. Pete" Hospitality inquired the
farmer. had breakfast YETI
Az drzwled Pete In q Theedling
tone, kinda. a.--Evsrybody's Magazine