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the red. exciting lights Of their
flares far down the hill.
But she went to bed early
without telephoning for the re-
turns.
1t occurred to her, as she stood
before the mirror, that she was
growing rather thin. And her
cheeks were not as pink as they
had been.
She heard, in the morning, that
Kent was elected. A tingle shot
through her in spite of her lassi.
tude. .'He deserves everything,
she told herself. No one so
fine"
But she did not clip the inter-
view in which he thanked the
voters. She read it, smiling and
proud. but the thought Of cutting
1t from the newspaper did not,
for some reason. move her. Per-
haps the Kingdom Coles episode
made her feel that she must put
away some Of her enthusiasm.
At any rate, she wrapped up the
Japanese box that evening, and
stored 1t in the attic. together
with the blue dress Of sad
memory and the now outdated
calendars Frances had given her.
In the interview Kent was
quoted as saying things about a
'fousecleaning policy" The
article in the Item declared that
20 or more spea keaSies In the
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eyes were deepened by a desper'
ate resolve.
Next morning, as she beat
omelet for breakfast, Betty stopped
and listened every now and then.
Finally she heard vigorous sneezes
indicative OF hay fever. Her pulses
fluttered as she listened tensely.
Yes. 1t was Mathilda's voice-ag-
gressive and vociferous. Mrs. Bet.
tie hurried the omeIet pan to the
fire. Suddenly she was very busy.
Goodness knows, hope I'm
not in for spell of hay fever.
said Mathilda as she sat down to
breakfast. theoretically. she
mopped her red-rimmed eyes.
''Does it affect you very badly?"
inquired Mrs. Betty meekly, her
eyes on the buttering of her
biscuit.
TT just lays me out, that's
what it does and nobody can cure
me but DIR. Summers.
BY midday Mathilda's coughing,
sneezing, wheeling, sef-commis-
Grafton and denunciating of will
lagos" in late summer had reach.
ed such a stage that she began
throwing things into her suit case.
Frantic telephoning brought a
taxi and after bidding Mrs. Betty
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Shortly it was the first of the
year and the papers began to refer
to the new district attorney. Kent
Rossiter. Emily pored over the
columns.
Kent, it appeared. had started
right out to make good on his
promise of political house-cieaning
He began by directing a raid on
a roadhouse up the State Highway
one night.
This resulted In the arrest OF the
proprietor and the places closed
doors.
And In a statement, which the
Item printed with flourish, he
declared it to be only the begin
ming.
Presently the Star commenced
to refer to him as "Galahad." Or,
more often, as Cal Rossiter.
Meditating upon this in an idle
hour at the shop, Emily saw the
two who had talked sc forcefully
to the Judge the day the Item first
proposed Kent for office meet and
pass up the stairs acrOss the street,
who are they, F'rances?"
''Henchmen. / suppose they're
worried now the Frankstein shows
signs of turning"
You mean about the roadhouse?
Didn't they want it closed?"
Frances looked at her queerly
and didn't answer.
Marty wandered over later and
leaned his elbows on bolt of
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Yet W. she sat down at her
desk she was overwhelmed with
shyness Kent might laugh at her;
he might believe she thought he
didn't know his job. Probably
he'd forgotten her by this time;
he'd wonder who one might be
signing herself Emily Day"
She laid down the pen.
CHAPTER AZ
Later on Emily knew that no
warning she might have given
Kent would have made any differ
ence.
He had no illusions about Nor
row and his crowd. Indeed It was
quite evident ne accepted their
antagonism and liked it, for he
seemed determined to wage his
warfare in the open.
And warfare it was ais the
months went by, reflected and
exaggerated as in convex mirrors
by the Star and the Item.
The first shouting taunts at
|" Gar Rossiter. Amateur Re
former" and the last printing
triumphant editorials and COM
mandatory letters from the public.
For the public was with him, on
the whole. 1t wasn't mere matter
OF putting out Of business few
notorious resorts; 1t was the pros
pect of getting from under a boss
driven condition for which there
had seemed no help.
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she suggested with a professional
platform voice as she removed the
stylish felt and flung 1t on the
living room table. She then delved
into one of her suitcases and ex-
tracted an old pair of shoes,
which she put on. This desecra.
ton OF her home never failed TO
send a flutter of resentment to
Mrs. Bettie's heart.
IF you had only written me-,
implored Mrs. Betty, feebly, offer
ing the glass of water.
Heavens! Don't you know I
never know what I'm going to
do until the last minute"' de-
manded Mathilda, incredulously.
For eleven years now Mathilda
Watts had been paying Betty
these annual impromptu visits,
turning the quiet household topsy-
turvey and on several occasions
being the reason for some Of Mrs.
Bettys choice roomers lea wing
the house. Mrs. Betty, on each OF
these occasions had gently remon-
strated with her sister-in-law say
ing: Please don't go into their
rooms, Mat. III attend to things
i know all their little peculiar
ways"
Matilda however, never seemed
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yellow silk, gazing at It in q
puzzled way. Emily ventured to
mention the raid.
1T must have been exciting.
Kent is doing just what ne
promised"
And riding for a fall. There's
a limit to the grandstand stuff.
Still young, as Marty wac; he had
yet to learn silence.
But the district attorney is ex-
pected to enforce the law, isn't
hep
SOS , ur Aunt Kate" With
that he drifted away, leaving her
thoughtful.
Kent had done what was right
and now Marty. speaking for the
ring, said he was riding for q
fall" Kent mad declared he was
going on in the way he had begun
and they were determined he
should not.
She could not guess at the rea-
son behind this; she was COM
pletely ignorant of political in
trigue But she was discerning
enough to recognize treachery and
honest enough to feel outraged.
Would Kent know about it?
Probably he trusted these men who
were ready to play him false.
1t seemed to her Kent should
be warned. She might write him
a note. A bold thing. writing to
him. but she could do that.
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county. ranging all the way from
informal bars at the hack OF
obscure business places. to elabo-
rate roadhouses. must prepare to
close.
Frances smiled at this. 1T looks
as il the Judge had created g
E'rankenstein. she remarked.
Once again snow lay like a man.
tie OF ermine upon Lyall. For a
brief time the town awoke to color
as merchants hung their stores
with green and red and lights Of
many hues were strung through
Main Street.
Every window, on The Fill as on
the River Road, held an evergreen
wreath and candles were set ablaze
to illumine the way OF the new
born Christ child.
Waits fitted from street to
street, their voices blending gra-
ciousIy in Silent Night And all
the bells flung ecstasy into the
Christmas sky.
The holiday was celebrated quiet
~ In the Day home. Greens car
ried to the grave up the hill; little
fancy cakes and jasmine tea: mys-
terious packages tied With bright
ribbon passed about, opened with
ordinations of delight.
Frances invited Emily to a party
in the evening. but she declined.
She had no wish to go out these
days.
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Those no had been hopeless
and passive under Morrow's power
ful organization came to life in a
slow, startled manner and stood
solidly be ind Kent; they still were
doubtful but eager to help.
Mysterious messages, all 81
them sincere enough. but usually
offering bits Of quite valueless in-
formation, always were coming to
him; many solid citizens went out
of their way to shake his hand and
give him a word of encourage
ment
Emily took to watching Nor
rows windows from behind the
curtains OF the shop. "A constant
stream Of those she now desig-
mated as "henchmen" came and
went; they gathered about the
judges desk and talked through
shut teeth with pushing. forcible
gestures,
Marty always was there, scowl-
ing ferociOusly; she fancied him q
sort OF superintendent holding
himself in readiness to jump at
the judges bidding.
The Star blared forth the charge
that stGal' was converting the OF
flee or prosecutor into that OF
prosecutor. And limited that high
handlers never long remained IN
public office.
CTO Be Continued Tomorrow
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-,

Ell haven't got It," stammered
Mrs. Betty, blushing an angry
pink, as her protecting hand
clasped the letter.
"Of course go. can manage
just as we'll by myself. III try
not to be too extravagant. III
look after your roomers too. so
you won't have single worry?"
she finish ed magnanimously,
Frightening at the prospect of
having something to manage.
I'll see abou. it." said Mrs.
Betty, feebly. Then she went out
in the backyard because it was the
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cab door, followed by the cIatter
Of suitcases hurled to the pave
ment, fell upon her sensitive ear.
Next, loud, aggressive and very
familiar feminine voice assailed
her consciousness. A CLEAN of
anguish crept into Mrs. Lees pale
blue eyes as she turned to en-
counter her belligerent sister-in-
law.
How are you. Bet" doomed
Matilda. thought I'd come
little earlier this year. Nothing
like small town in which TO
recuperate. The Junior Bazaar
and that last Women's Confedera-
ton laid me up for fair.
Heavens, l hope don't catch hay
fever. Saw a lot of goldenrod
from the train windows coming
home. Regular September pest
how're you been, well?"
'Tolerable. You look a little
tuckered out. Don't you want to
take your things upstairs?" said
Mrs. Lee. unsteadily.
With A manner denoting her
sister-in-law's- utter inability TO
grasp the full significance of her
fatigue Matilda sank YEARLY into
a rocker.
If you'll just give me q drink"
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NolD Go On With The Story.

There was a name FOR girls who
did such things: it would fit him
all right she guessed maybe. Cold
digger. A male gold digger. And
she might have married hint
Gee, dog" she called happily.
We're the lucky ones, you and II
CHAPTER Al
Emily was astonished at how
little she missed Kingdom Coles.
80 / didn't even like him
much,'' she told herself. II was
flattered, maybe. And that would
be a sad thing to build a mar
riage on--vanity-even il he had
been different. I suppose every.
thing that happens is for the
best.
Still the experience coming to
her through him was not pleas
ant one She accepted it and was
grateful but it left her rather sub
dued. She felt, someWay. as IL
she had grown up suddenly be.
cause Of it.
Election day drew near and
feeling ran high in Lyall, but
she watched 1t as one who stands
upon a bank and looks at the
current Of a turbulent river.
Though Kitten went here and
there To hear campaign speeches,
Emily couldn't stir her own in
terest. Once when she had an
errand at the Yacht Club and
Kent was making an address in
the ballroom she didn't even stop
to listen.
And she wouldn't vote.
Its your duty. my dear
Frances told her. Every citizen
owes that much to the Govern
ment.D
''One vote won't make any dit.
ference. Besides it doesn't matter
much who gets in, does it?''
Election night the town went
wild. There was a parade In
which women joined with horns
and tin pans and torches. They
marched up and down the River
Road and out Main Street and
Emily heard their shouts and saw
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only place Methilda never went
and cried above the tomato vines,
while the gray Cat nuzzled around
her skirt. If Matilda remained
she wouldn't have a roomer left
when she returned. Not since she
was a little girl had she wept so
great tears of disappointment
and rebellion. In order to give
herself time to recover. she picked
a few spikes of golden rod peeping
through the back fence. This she
placed in the vase on the hall
table.
When she went into the kitchen
preparatory to getting supper, she
was startled by a loud exclama-
ton: then the sight of Mathilda,
one eye squinted, her nose pinched
between her fingers. She had the
offensive vase of golden rod in her
right hand and was dashing to the
back door.
Heavens" Matilda cried when
she came back with the dripping
vase, ''if there's anything I'm
scared of more than A snake it's
hay fever. And golden rod always
gives it to me-"
Golden rod-hay fever" asked
Betty, a curious expression steal.
ing over her face. Behind the
evening paper that night the blue
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Complete in This Issue

cool farewell she was off like n
cyclone. Then Mrs. Betty sat
down in the rocker and cried
little both from strain and relief.
She glanced quickly at the clock
one hour and ten minutes she
had to pack and get to the sta
ton. HurriedIy she went about
packing. her heart throbbing, in
glorious anticipation Of seeing
Zada. who needed her.
The last thing she did after
asking her neighbor to feed the
cat and give an eve to the room
ers, was to stealthily remove from
behind the screen in the back hall
and from the bottom OF the cup
board, huge armfuls of faded
goldenrod, which had been secret
ly placed there the night before.
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A FEW times she had felt
- twinges OF this; nothing more
than questions rising, when she
walked on the River Road as TO
why some should have so much
and others. like herself, so little.
Now the questions conferred
about Coles, tempting her. He
could make love to her, ask her
TO marry him, and dash it all
away when he found she was not
the heiress he had thought her.
How did he know she wasn't
madly in love with him, breaking
her heart as Stella had broken
hers when Skeets threw her over?
Why did men like Coles and
Skeets have the right to do this
TO girls not of their class?
Bitterness oppressed her in that
moment she was very near to slip
ping into the misanthropy that
had dominated and victimized
Steve Day.
But she thought, all at once, of
Frances Haiden. Frances was in
way of the group which would
have drawn her fathers ire. Yet
Franceshad befriended her all
ways, she could have been no
kinder nor more disinterested had
Emily been her sister. That did
not look like class indifference.
And Wentworth Rossiter COM
ing to offer help when her fother
died. actually proposing to pension
her mother, though hey had no
claim on him. Would he have
done that had he been the sort OF
man her father consi Iered him?
S Why, of course not! And, since
she knew two SO fine as these
shed not grow cynical because an
other, Kingston Coles was what
he was.
She laughed all at once a free
merry sound, and began to race
with Raggedy along the cote dor.
kingdom Coles! How lucky she
was-how very lucky! Suppos-
Ing she had married him before
she found out Coles who would
love his wife and her fortune
equally well!
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.aughertY.

DaugnerLy.
Then one day. q booklet was left
at her front door. Idly she turned
the pages. Soon she was reading
with Quickened interest. The little
booklet was filled with letters from
women in conditions similar to hers
who had found better health by TAX
ing Lydia r. Pinkham's Vegetable
Compound.
II began taking the Vegetable
Compound" Mrs. Daugherty writes,
''and after took the third bottle, Z
found relief. I am on my eleventh
bottle and l don't have that trouble
any more, and feel like a different
woman. recommend the vege-
table Compound to everyone I see
who has trouble like mine. am
willing to answer any letters from
women asking about the Vegetable
Compound, "---MRS. En-. DAUGHK1TY,
1908 Orchard Ave-. Muscatine, Iowa.
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to grasp the value Of a hint.
Frankly, she was not a good
sport. Empty rooms and Incl
dentaly an empty larder for
Betty meant nothing in Mathilda's
life. She never attempted 20 re.
imburse her sister-in law save
for an occasional frayed silk or
spotted serge dress which she gave
to Betty, condescendingly.
1t was not until after dinner
that Mrs. Betty summoned cour-
age to tell Matilda of Zada's
letter. Matilda demanded to
see it,
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FEVER

MRS. BETTY LEE grasped
AL ecstatically a letter which
the postman had just delivered to
her. For the fifth time she eager
Iy scanned its contents. Zada,
her daughter. was begging Mrs.
Lee TO catch the next train north
saying she needed her mother
now. And Mrs. Lee wanted ever
10 much to be with her child at
O. time like. this. But there were
roomers and boarders to consider.
She couldn't possibly neglect the
people who were her only means
of livelihood. OF course a neigh
Dor might help out in an emerg-
ency of the kind. Somehow she
must arrange to get away to
Zada, who would need her indeed
in the gravest hour which a wom-
m may know.
As Mrs. Lee stepped into the
hall, still wrestling with her prob
lem. the grinding breaks of a
haltiDg taxi, the banging OF the
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THIS WOMAN !
FOUND RELIEF
After Long Suffering by Tax.
ing Lydia E. Pinkham's
Vegetable Compound
; In q little town Of the Middle West.
was a discouraged woman. For four

months she had
been in such
poor health that
she could not
stoop to put on
her own shoes.
Unable to do her
work. unable to
go out of doors or
enjoy q friendly
chat with her
neighbors, life
s m 9 d dark
indeed to Mrs.
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But the fox only laughed.
He took the mouse by the tail
and popped him into his bag.
He took the cock by the neck
and popped him in.
He caught the little red hen
and put her into his bag.
Then he tied the bag,
threw it over his back
and off he went
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heart Kent Kos
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The Cock and the Mouse and
The Little Red Hen
"I wish l had not been cross"
cried the cock.
ct wish I had not been lazy"
said the mouse,
wiping his eye
with the tip of his tail.
'It's never too late to mend,
said the little red hen.
"And don't be too sad.
Very soon you will see
what / am going to do"
IS
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an January Alfred Wallis successful telegraph
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stretched the is the Vail receiving instrument
Morse that have.
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ON BUCHAREST
STREETS
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BELG RADE, Rumania,
March 2O.-Shouting their de-
fiance of the government, mobs
of Rumanian peasants, mem
bers of the National Peasant
party, have completely over
awed police and other officials
at Bucharest, and have even
threatened members of the
royal family with bodily in
jury, according to dispatches
from the Rumanian capital to-
day.
Prince Nicholas. son OF Queen
Marie and the Late King Ferdinand,
was Immediately surrounded by an
Infatuated mob on one of the main
throughfares when his car was re-
cogniZed.
He was forced to stand up and
JOln InS SUOulS Ol LIZ" IL " III L ~
Government" before he was allowed
to proceed to the Palace of the
Royal Family.
AS result of the failure OF
Queen Marie and the three members
of the regents council to accede to
the demands of Juliu Manu-, leader
of the peasant party, that the
entire Bratianu Cabinet resign. the
peasant leaders have passed re-
solution declaring their wholehearted
support of Prince Carol, unless
their party is allowed to take over
the Government before April 2Z'
the dispatches stated.
The peasant leaders In Parliament
have resigned from that body and
are agitating throughout Ruman1a
for the overthrow of the Bratianu
Cabinet.
The peasants, $4,000 strong, swept
into Bucharest yesterday vehementiy
declaring their intention of staying
on en- masse until their demands
were granted.
Maniu's unsuccessful conferences
with the regency council followed.
Mass meetings were held in vari-
Gus parts of the city all day yes
terday but the accosting of Prince
Nicholas was the first disorder of
any serious consequence reported