The daily Alaskan., 1916-11-14

"N'lr1= "cars-ElHott?" he cried,
 "Yourc IL. the cashier. are your asked O'NciI with interest.
 "Don't try to be funny" roared Trim mcr I'm looking for the editor of this paper"
 "Vour search is ended" O'Nein re, piled. What is IF"
 You mean vol Say! I've got a front page story for tomorrow's issue that will upset the town"
 Come to my arms,' cried O'NellL "What is it."
 "Tnc real Lord Narrowly has been kidnapped"
 O'Ncnl stared at him sorrowrully.
 Have you been reading the Duchess nEain:" he asked. "Who is Lord liar. rowhy?"
 DO you mean to say you don't know? Where have you been buried alivc?"
 Out of the'mucr room gIided Manuel Con2aIc. and, recognizing him, Mir Trimmer poured into his ear the story of Georges disappearance AIr. Con za'c rubbed his hands.
 "A good story" he said. "A very good story. Thank you, a thousand times. I myself will write It."
 With a Scornrul glance at the two strl~~e"s. AIr. Trimmer went out, and Man@yl Goucalc sat down at bis desk O'N,iD @ud Howe returned to their en. cycIoucIic dispatches.
 "Thcrc ycu aro." said Gonzale at last standing. Put an eight column head on that. please, and run It on the front page. A very GUc story. The pa. per must go ,o pgrss'-hc looked at his wut.l-"u an hour. Only four pages. Please see Co the makeup. My circu- lauon manager will assist you with the distribution" At tEc door he paused "It occurs Go uc that your cychcQucI may be low. Sevcnty-fvc dollars a week for the managing editor. Fifty for the city editor. Allow me-$lO each. in advance. If you need more pray remind nc"
 Iuto tUc.r hands he put crinklinG bills And then, gliding still like the fox he looked, he went out into the night
 sister" cried O'NcilI weakly, "the fairies are nhrrad tonight. hear the rustic ut t1.ir feet over the grass"
 FriIay morning found Mir. AIinol ready for whatever diplomacy the day mi~h, demand of him. He had a feel ing that the demand would be great The uule.a.lci arrival of Miss Gabri eIla Rose and her packet Of letters pre- scu.cJ no s'i-ht complication. What ever the outcome of any suit she might start against Narrowly. Minot was sure that the mere announcement of it would he sufficient to blast Jephson's hopes for all time. Old Spencer Mey. rick. already ndamed by the episode of the elder brother, was not likely to take coolly the publication of Harrow by's discriminating letters.
 After an early ,ryakrast Minot sent cable to Jephson telling of Miss Roses arrival and asking for iuforma- tlon about her.
 Lunch time camc-2 o'clock. Al 2:3O, out of London, Jepbsou spoke. Said his cable:
 Euow uatliar Of c. |. except that shes been married frequently. Do best you can.
 And what help was this, pray? Dis gustcdly Miuot read the cable again Four o'clock the respite he had asked from the Gaicty lady was coming on apace. and with cvcry tick of the clock his feeling of hclplcsSness grew. He mentally bcrated Thackcr and Jcphson. They left him alone to grappIe with wild problems offering no help and asking miracles. Confound them both!
 Three o'clock came What-what was he to say? Lord Narrowly, in terro@atcI. was merely useless and frantic He couldn't raise shilling He couldn't offer a suggestion. Dear old chap" he moaued, T depend on you
 Three-thirty. Well, Thacker and Jephson had asked the impossible, that was all. Miuot felt he had done his best. No man could do more. He was very sorry for Jephson, but-golden before him opened the possibility of Miss Cynthia Mcyrlck free to be wooed.
 Yet he must be faithful to the last, At q quarter to four he read JephsOn's cablcgram again. As he read, a plan ridiculous in it's inefTcctiveness oc- cured to him. And since no other came in the interval before he walked into Miss Roses presence determined to try out his weak little bluff.