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ssThe InSider''
By Virginia Terhune Van de Water

motherless condition would have
warmed her heart toward him. And
how much reticence there was with
regard to her! Perhaps her sister
had shown such reluctance to talk
of her because the wound made by
the young mothers death was so
deep that it still ached and
throbbed.
Then L reflected that Brewster
Norton's manner was certainly not
that of a heart broken widower. In
deed, he seemed to get a good deal
of pleasure out of life.
Tired at last of my fruitless sur
missing, / prepared for bed. / had
heard Tom go up to his room soon
after dinner. hoped that he was
asleep by now. The maids had with
drawn to their quarters at the rear
of tn house. AS Maggie passed my
door I asked her if Mrs. Gore was
in bed.
NO, maam; she'es sitting up,
reading she replied. "She says
there's a book she wants to finish.
and that l am to go to bed. I've
got everything fixed for her for the
night"
So Mrs. Gore was still up and
awake, l mused as L put out my
| light and got into bed. Perhaps she
was waiting up to see her brother
in-law when he came home. Why
the thought awoke me suddenly
why had Tom been angry at his ia
theirs going UP to Connecticut?
More Mystery
I moved impatiently. That was
none of my business. I would try
to sleep. I was physically COM
! Portable. The bed 1 lay on was
soft; the sheets were of fine linen:
the blankets light yet warm. l had
all the comforts that the daughter
of a millionaire might have. Why
need l trouble myself about the mys-
terious affairs of the family with
whom I was living? Surely I was
most fortunate in being where was.
| would speculate no longer.
BY the time I had reached this
decision 1 had sunk into a natural
and delicious sleep.
How long I slept do not know.
I was suddenly aroused from slum-
ber by a noise that made me sit, up,
startled. 1t was the sound of some-
one sobbing.
Switching on the light, I jumped
up and hurried across the room to
the nursery door. In here all was
dark and silent.
I stood for a moment by Grace's
bed and listened to her regular
breathing. Then laid my hand on
her forehead and found that it was
cool and slightly moist. All was we'll
with the child. The noise that had
disturbed me did not penetrate here.
| returned to my own chamber
and listened intently. Once more I
heard muffled, but violent sobbing.
1t came from the room directly be-
meath mine. That was Mrs. Cores
room. She must be in trouble of some
kind-probably very ill.
Thrusting my feet into my Slip
pers and throwing my blanket-wrap-
per about me, I ran out into the hall
and started down the stairs to the
lower floor.
ITO BE Continued)
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CHAPTER XXXIV

CHAPTER AAAlt
My conversation with Tom had
given me food for much thought. l
found it difficult to talk as cheer
fully as usual with Grace as she and
L ate our supper together.
You are not displeased, are you?'
she asked at last.
Her timid question brought me to
realization of my taciturnity, and
I smiled as / assured her that l was
not at all displeased.
II was only thinking hard" l eX-
planned.
That I must not indulge in the
luxury of thinking hard just now
was clear. The duty of the moment
was to look after .ty small COM
panion. But when ! had assisted at
her undressing and had seen her
comfortably into bed, my thoughts
returned to Tom and what he had
told me. They would have flowed
naturally into that channel even had
Grace not asked me, as l tucked
her into bed, when her father would
be back.
"I do not know" I said, truth
fully. Some time tonight, sup
pose"
won't he come up and kiss me?"
she questioned.
"If he gets homo early enough
he WILL" I evaded.
She tried not to look too sorrow
full at losing her usual evening talk.
Impulsively l bent over her, and,
putting my arms about her, kissed
her tenderly.
Dear little girl" I murmured.
She clung to me and pressed her
lips again and again to my cheek.
II do love you!" she declared. 81
love YOU and Dad best of every
body"
I recalled the words when I was
alone in my room with leisure to
ponder to my hearts content. The
child loved me and her father best
of everybody" Although. she was
fond of her aunt. she did not seem
to care enough for her TO wan, -
be with her; for her brother she
had little affection.
Not Heart Broken
Her brother! Her half brother,
I should have said. I could fancy
the loving, passionate lad promising
the dark eyed mother, whom he so
strongly resembled, that he would
never let his father forget her
never! Why had she pleaded thus
with a mere child-a little boy who
knew nothing of the world or its
facile memories? Had she feared
that her husband would marry some
one who would not be kind to this,
her only son?
Had she, perhaps, some idea as to
who the second wife would be? Tom
had said that his father had met
the woman he afterwards married
during the last Summer of the first
wife's life.
Then my speculation focused
themselves upon Brewster Norton S
second wife. AS Grace was like
her, she must have been small,
Toms mother in appearance, and
probably in character also, since
she had never liked" her step-son.
One would think that the lads
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are houses which bar children; but
would you deny some refuge to the
people who lecture and write maya
zine articles on Child Welfare, or
frame statutes prohibiting Child
Labor. or compose educational treat
ises with countless plans for the
training and informing of tender
minds? They can't be disturbed with
the romping hubbub of Hop Scotch
and Ring Around a Rosy They've
got to preserve the detached out
look.
I'm some cases, too" he confided,
the No Children slogan is merely
q tactful excuse. L had to fall back
on it myself a week or two ago." he
laughed with a touch of chagrin.
Contrary to the usual custom, the
man of the family was out house
hunting. He looked over what l had
on hand and was soon suited. One
of those affable clear-sighted busi-
nesS-like fellows who know exactly
what they want and exact no more
than their due, we soon reached an
agreement. His business references
were unimpeachable. and his person
al address all that could be desired.
| accepted a deposit from him, and
congratulated myself on securing
such a tenant.
But the next day he brought his
wife and kids around to look over
the place. Ye gods! l Immediately eX-
planned that l had made q mistake; (;
it was fixed rule of that apartment
house not to take children.
And then" he continued, you
must remember that all classes of
persons have to be accommodated.
There are large number of tenants
-crotchety. you may call them, but
still entitled to their ideas-who SIM
ply will not live in a house that har-
bors children"
Thank you extremely" 1 said, and
hung up the receiver.
With full sympathy for the lady in
her dilemma, and also an apprecia-
ton of the agents point of view. l
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Fashions of To-Day By Nav Manton

livery woman is on the
outlook for a new and
- pretty negligee at this sea-
son and this one in coat style
is the very latest to have ap-
peared. As a matter of course
you can wear it with or without
the girdle, but the girdle always
makes a pretty finish, also, if
you want just a coat, you can
omit the skirt or the flounce
and use the upper part only.
The pretty Oriental silks and
fabrics of such sort are in great
demand for negligees and are
found in such lovely colors that
they are especially we'll adapted
to the use. This one is made of
what we know as Corean crepe
in oyster white and the lines
represent simple running stitch
in pale green silk. 1t is essen
tally Summer-like and it is so
simple that it can be run up in
an hour or two.
For the medium size will be
needed, SIS yards of material SO
inches wide for the entire neg
ligee, or, 2$4 yards for the coat
only.
The pattern No. 94o4 is cut
in sizes "a or SO, 38 or 40, AZ or
a. bust. 1t will be mailed to
any address by the Fashion
Department of this paper, on
receipt of fifteen cents.
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m any judge of rifles and the men
probably behind them. someone
must have got hurt. It's all a guess
but I'm going in there, peaceably if
can, to look for Henry De Spain;
if we are fired on-we've got to fight
for it. And if there's any talking to
be done
You can do it," grunted Ell
paso.
Thank you, Frank. And 1 will do
it. l need not say that Kennedy will
ride ahead with me, Elpaso and
Wickwire with Tommie Meggeson."
Leaving Scott in the trees, the lit
tie party trotted smartly up the road,
picking their way through the pools
and across the brawling streams that
tore over the trail toward Duke Nor
gan's place. The condition of the
trail broke their formation continu-
ally and Lefever, in the circum-
stances. was not sorry. His only
anxiety was to keep Elpaso from rid
ing ahead far enough to embroil
them in quarrel before he himself
should come up.
Halfway to Dukes house they
found a small bridge had gone out
1t cut off the direct road, and, at
Elpaso's suggestion, they crossed
over to follow the ridge up the val
ley. Swimming their horses through
the backwater that covered the de-
preston to the south, they gained
the elevation and proceeded, un-
molested, on their way. AS they ap-
preached Sassoon's place, Elpaso,
riding ahead, drew up his horse and
sat moment studying the trail and
casting an occasional glance in the
direction of the ranch-house, which
lay under the brow of a hill ahead.
When Lefever rode up to him, he
saw the story that Elpaso was read
ing in the roadway. 1t told of man
shot in his tracks as he was running
toward the house-and, in the judg
ment of these men, fatally shot-for,
while his companions spread like a
man in front of him, Lefever got
off his horse and bending intently
over the sudden page torn out of q
mans life, recast the scene that had
taken place, where he stood, half
an hour earlier. Some little time Le-
fever spent patiently deciphering the
story printed in the rutted road, and
marked by wide crimson splash in
the middle of 1t. He rose from his
study at length and followed back
the trail of the running feet that
had been stricken at the pool. He
stopped in front of a fragment of
rock JutJlnS up DeSlue tne ROAD,
studied it while and, looking about,
picked up a number of empty cart
ridge shells, examined them, and
tossed them away. Then he straight
ed up and looked searchingly across
the gap. Only the great, silent face
of Ell Captain confronted him. 1t
told no tales.
"If this was Henry de Spain,"
muttered Elpaso, when Lefever re-
joined his companions. "he won't
care whether you join him now, or
at 10 o'clock, or never"
THAT is not Henry" asserted Le-
fever with his usual cheer. Not
within forty rows of apple trees. It's
not Henry's gun, not Henry's heels,
not Henry's hair. and thereby, not
Henry's head that was hit that time.
But it was to a finish-and blamed if
at first it didn't scare me. l thought
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De SPAIN warn you," said John,
take them with all reserve"
But they haven't all come from
Mr.. De Spain"
"If they come from any of my
friends, discredit them in advance.
You could believe what my enemies
say" he ran on? then added ingen-
uously, "if 1 had any enemies!" To
De Spain he talked very little. 1t
seemed to take but few words to ex-
change the news. Lefever asked gin
gerly about the fight. He made no
mention whatever of the crimson
pool in the road near Sassoon's hut.
(To Be Continued
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SHOULD HAVE LESPEDEZA ON
 EVERY FARM.

Lespedeza. or Japanese clover. fs a plant which grows wild over most of pasture, and. in some places, for it's pacture, and, in some places, for It's hay. It makes its growth during the summer time and dies with the first frost, coming again the next year, not from the root but from seed which drop in the fall. Although it is ordi- narily found growing wild along the roadsfdes and in waste places, yet seed can be obtained and it can be planted as any other farm crop and thus get crop when 1t is desired. Lespedeza should be found on every Ar kansas farm for hay or pasture. or both, says A. D. McNair with the Bureau of Farm Management eo-ope- rating with the Extension Division of the University of Arkansas.
 Time to Plant Lespedeza should be sowed in late winter or early spring, say the latter part of February or early in March and if intended for hay crop may be sowed on top of oats or wheat land where it will ger. minate and grow without further at- tention. It is a low growing plant and yet it grows so thick that it often makes large yields of hay Where the stand is thick the yield is usually estimated to be one ton per acre for each six inches in height: hence Les pedeza which Is but little taller than shot top will frequently make fair yield of hay. II may be sowed for pasture on any kind of land, but for hay if is most successful on creek bottom lands, post oak flats or on the silt loam soils adjacent 10 Crowley.s Ridge and Bayou Mason Ridge. It does better on the stiff silty soils than on any sandy soils, though 8 good. strong. sandy losm will produce a good crop of hay. Moisture is more i'm. portant than the character of the soil for it is humid weather plant and will make an excellent growth on nearly every soil if rains are abund- ant, but is cut short in dry weather. For this reason it does best on soils which are naturally moist. but not wet.
 Quantity of Seed Per Acre. If .tn-
 
 tended for pasture, one may start with a very small quantity of seed, say one peck per acre, and even if it fs not thick the first year it will become thick of itself the second year. If planted for hay, one should use at least three pecks per acre and even a bushel is better. If. however, it is sowed on oats in the spring and is planted the first summer, one may SOW one-half bushel per acre and be as- sured that the voluntary crop of the following year will stand very thick on the ground and will make a good crop. Where it is sowed with the. ob- 1ect of harvesting it for seed. one-balr hushel per acre is ordinarily enough because it seeds better when the plarts are not too thick.
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CHAPTER VI.
Blaze Jones and His Neiahbors.

Blaze Jones rode up to his front gate and diSmounted in the shade of the big ebony tree. He stepped back and ran an approving eye over another animal tethered there. Of course the youths of this day were nothing like the youths of his own. and yet-Blaze let his gaze finger fondly on the highbred mare and her equipment-herea at least was person who knew q good horse, a good saddle and good gun.
 AS he came up the walk he heard Paloma laugh, and his own face light ened, for his daughters merriment was contagious. Then as he mounted the steps and turned the corner of the gallery he uttered a hearty greeting
 "Dave Law Where in the world did you drop from?"-
 Law uncoiled himself and took the ranchman's hand. Hello, Blaze! I been ordered down here to keep you straight
 "Pshaw! Now who's been giving you orders. Dave?"
 Why, Pm with the Rangers"
 ''Never knew a word of it. Last I heard you was filibustering around with the Maderistas.''
 Blaze seated himself with a grateful sigh where the breeze played over him. He was a big, bearlike, swarthy man with the square-hewn, deep-lined face of tragedian, and head of long curly hair, which he wore parted in a line over his left ear. Jones was a character, local landmark. This part of Texas had grown up with Blaze, and he possessed splendid indiffer- ence to the artificial fads of dress and manners. He was plainly an out door man.
 "So you're Ranger, and got notches on your gun" Blaze rolled and lit tiny cigarette, scarcely larger than wheat straw. Well, you'd ought to make a right able thief-catcher, Dave, only for your size-you're too long for
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word" His admiring gaze seemed to envelop her, and its warmth was un- mistakable.
 Why did you take my cattle?" she demanded, stubbornly.
 T was coming to that. Your hus- band, sonora, is an active Candele- rista."
 For moment Alaire was at loss :; then she replied with some spirit "We are two people, he and I. La Feria be- longs to me-" Nevertheless his conduct is regret table," Longorio went on. Probably evil men have lied to him."
 For the first time Dolores stirred. She had watched her countryman with q peculiar fascination. Now she said, as If freed from a spell:
 "Pah! Nobody pays heed to Senor Ed. We do not consider him."
 Alaire turned upon her with a sharp exclamation conscious meanwhile that the woman's tone, even more than her words, had enlightened Longorio to some extent. His lifted brows were eloquent of surprise and curiosity. but
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river guards watched Lewis ranch till the embargo was lifted, and they never SAW anything
 'I believe Austin is strong rebel sympa titzcr," Law ventured.
 sure, And him and the Lewis out fit are amigos. If you go pirootin' around Tads place you're more'n apt to make yourself unpopular, Dave. I'd grieve some to see you in a wooden kimono. Tad's too we'll fixed to steal cattle. and if he runs arms it's be cause he's a galvanized Gringo' him. self--married Mexican, you know
 When mealtime drew near, both Jones and his. daughter urged their guest to stay and dine with them, and Dave was glad to accept.
 (Continued Noxt Week.)
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a man and you ain't long enough for snake. Still. I reckon a thief would have trouble getting out of your reach, and once you got close to him How many men have you killed?"
 "CQuating Mexicans?" Law inquired with a smile.
 "NCbody counts them.''
 Not many"
 That's good. Blaze nodded and relit his cigarette, which he had per mitted proraptly to smolder out. "The force ain't what it was. Most of the boys nowadays join so they can ride a horse cross-lots, pack pair of guns, and give rein to the predilections of vicious ancestry. They're bad rams. most of en-"
 There aren't many" said Paloma. Dave tells me the whole force has been cut down to sixteen.n
 That's plenty" her father averred Its like when Cap'n Bill Mcdonald was sent to stop riot in Dallas. He came to town alone, and when the citi- ,ens asked him where his men was. he said 'Ain't enough? There's only one riot. Are you workin' up a case, Dave?'
 'Um-m-yes People are missing lot of stock hereabouts."
 It's these blamed refugees from the war! A Mexican has to steal some thing or he gets run down and pore. If 1t ain't stock, it's something else"
 Dave Laws duties as Ranger rest ed lightly upon him; his instructions we vague, ard he had q leisurely method of working up" his evidence. Since he knew that Blaze possessed a thorough knowledge of this section and it's people, if was partly business which had brought him to the Jones home this afternoon
 Strictly speaking. Blaze was not rancher. He had speculated heavily in raw lands, and for several years past he had devoted his energies to gi- gantic colonization scheme. It was by no means small operation in which he was engaged. The venture had taken foresight, courage, infinite hard work; Blaze was burdened with re- responsibilities that would have broken down n man of weaker fiber.
 But his pet relaxation was reminis- cence. His own experience had been wide, he knew everybody in his part of the state, and although events in his telling were sometimes cOlored by h iab iy,Nn utf,n lion f1,A {yfA tar, he could give was often of the great est yalue-as Dave Law knew.
 After time the latter said. casually. "Ten He something about Tad Lewis"
 Blaze looked up quickly. "What do you want to know?'
 Anything. Everything"
 "Tad owns a right nice ranch be- tween here and Las Palmas," Blaze said cautiously.
 Paloma broke out impatiently. "Why don't you say what you think?" Then to Dave: Tad Lewis is bad neigh bor, and always has been. There's ford on his place, and we think he knows more about wet cattle than he cares to tell.'
 LIS a good place to cross stock at low water" her father agreed. "and Lewis land runs back from the Rio Grande in its old Spanish form. It's a natural outlet for those brush-coun- try ranches. But I haven't anything against Tad except a natural dislike. He stands well with some of our best people, so I'm probably wrong. I usu- ally am"
 You can't call Ed Austin one of our best people," sharply objected Paloma. "They claim that arms are being across to the rebels, Dave and. if it's true, Ed Austin"
 "Now, Paloma," her father remon- strated mildly. "The regulars and the
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ment to pay rae for my cattle." Alaire laughed nervously.
 "Ah But lady of refinement should never discuss such a miserable business. It is matter for men,"
 She endeavored to speak in brisk businesSlike tone. La Feria belongs to me. I am woman of affairs Gen. eral Longorio, and you must talk to me as you would talk to nan. When 1 heard about this raid I came to look into tito see you, or whoever is in charge of this district, and to make a claim for dalaages."
 "Valgame Dios This is amazing
 'There is nothing extraordinary about 1t, that I can see.'
 You consider such a woman as yourself ordinary? The men of my country enshrine beauty and worship it. They do not discuss such things with their women. Now this sordid affair is something for your hus- band"
 "Air. Austin's business occupies his time; this IS my own concern. 1 am not the only practical woman ln Tex as
 Longorio appeared to be iaboriously digesting this statement "Sole he said at last. "When you heard of this-you came, eh? You came alone into Mexico. where we are fighting and killing each other? We'll That is spirit. You are wonderful, superb ' He smiled, showing the whitest aAd cVenest teeth.
 Such extravagant homage was en- bargassng, yet no woman could be spontaneous and intense as that which Longorio manifested in every look and word. Aaire knew the susceptibility of Mexican men, and was immune to ordinary fiattery; yet there was some thing exciting about this martial hero's complete captivation. To have charmed him to the point of bewilderment was a unique triumph, and under his hun gry eyes she felt an adventurous thrill.
 While he and Alaire were talking the passengers had returned to their seats ; they were shouting good-bys to the soldiers opposite; the conductor ap- preached and informed the general of his train orders.
 1ongorio favored him with a slow stare. You may go when I leave" said he.
 .'Si, senor. But"
 The general uttered a sharp excla- nation of anger, at which the conduc- tor backed away, expressing by voice and gesture his most hearty approval of the change of plan.
 We mustn't hold the train," Alaire said quickly. .I will arrange to see you in Nuevo Pueblo when I return D
 Longorio smiled brilliantly and lift ed brown hand. No. no. I am q selfish man; refuse to deprive myself of this pleasure Now about these cattle" He thought for a moment, and his tone altered as he said: "Senora. there seems to be an unhappy compli- cation in our way, and this we must remove. First may I ask, are you a friend to our cause?'
 q am an American, but what has that to do with my ranch and my cattle? This is something that con cerns no one except you and me"
 Longorio was plainly flattered by her words, and took no trouble to hide his pleasure. "Ah If that were only true We would arrange everything to your satisfaction without another
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ARKANSAS BEHIND
 IN DAIRY PRODUCTS
$1oo-ln Arkansas It Amounts To Only SIS.

With less than three milk COWS to every farm and the average product per COW worth only $15.47 for a year. Arkansas is far behind other states in the production of dairy products. The natural advantages for making pas lures, hay and grain are tremendous. and the Arkansas farmer can we'll afford to pay more attention to the milk COW, is the opinion of H. E. Dvoraehek. Professor of Animal Illus bandry with the University of Arkan- sas, who says that good dairy COW in many states is expected to bring in a gross income of at least $7500 to S100.00 year.