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Youllg Man;
Or, the Belle of the Season.
CHAPTER XX. -(Continued).
:the stood and looked at him. The color
slowly left her fade untilIt was white as
death. the light faded from her eyes un-
til they ,were dull and lifeless, the red of
her lips paled and the lips themselves ea -
taxed and drooped, and ae he looked at
her a ghaetly fear smote his heart, and a,
question shot into his eyes. She inclined
her head as if he had put tire question in
words.
Yes," she said. "I shall die. You re-
member my another. I shall follow her-"
He utterad a low, hoarse cry, and
caught her hands and held them; then
he Sung them from him, and standing
with his back to her, said, thickly, as if
every work, were forced from him:
"You shall have your way! You always
have had, like your mother before you-
you always will. But mark my words;
you'll live to curse the hour you forced
me to do this!"
She drew a long breath -it was almost
a sigh -of relief, and she laid her hands
on his arms and kissed him on the fore-
head.
I'll riek that." she said, with a tremu-
lous laugh.
There was a silence for a moment, then
she said, calmly:
"You will play your part carefublsr, fa
there You will let Sir Stephen think that
Stafford desires it; you will be careful?"
Ife turned upon ier with an oath. ,-
won't say more if you aro sure there is
nothing between you."
"I have the best of }•,easons for saying
so," said Stafford, carelessly, and with
a touch of color in his face. `But it's all
daehecl nonsense! The women always
think there's •something' serious going on
if you dance twice with a• girl, or it and
talk to her for half an hour."
"Right!" eaid Howard, rising. "There's
the 'hell!"
As Howard had -said, there was an air
of suppressed excitement about the party;
and it was not confined to the financiers
who clustered together in the hall and
discussed and talked in undertones, every
now and then glancing up the stairs down
which Sir Stephen would preeently de-
scend. Most of the other guests, though
they had no direct and personal interest
in the ,great scheme, had heard rumors
and come within reflective radius of the
excitement; as for the rest, who knew no-
thing or cared less for Sir Stephen's rail-
way. they were in a pleasant•condition of
excitement over the coming dance.
Stafford. as he etood in the hall talking
about the night's programme to Bertie-
who had been elected, by common and tac-
it consent. master of the ceremonies -saw
Maude Falconer descending the stairs.
She was even more exqui-sitfjyw,elrc sea.
Mefferd' than ueual; and err' ]aeard same a f
the sae n de ane Men murmur admiringl,;
^- a"anai enviously as she ewept •acroes the hall
in her"anagnifioent ball -dress; her dia-
monds, for which elle was furious, glit-
tering in her hair. on her white throat,
and on her slender wrists. The dress was
a mixture of greys and black, which would
have looked bizarre on anyone less beau-
tiful; but its strange tints harmonized
with her superb and claseio class of
beauty. and she looked like a vision of
loveliness which might well dazzle the
eyes of the beholders. She paused in her
progress -it might almost be called a tri-
umphant one, for the other women's looke
were eloquent of dismay -and looked at
Stafford with the slow, half -dreamy smile
which had come into her face of date when
ehe spoke to him.
"Have you seen my father? Has he
come down, Mr. Orme?" she asked,
"No," .said Stafford. He looked at her,
as a man does when he admires a woman's,
dress, and forgetting Howard's words of
warning. said: "What a splendacious'
frock, Miss Falconer!
Do you like it? I em glad," she said.
"I had my doubts, but now----"
Her eyes rested on his for a 1norrient,
then she passed on.
"I shouldn't like to have to pay Miss
Falconer's dress bill." -remarked a young
married woman, looking after'" her, "That
'frock,' as you call it, in•your masculine
ignorance. must 'liavo' cost a small for-
tune.'
Stafford laughed.
"We men always nut our foot in it when
we talk about a woman's dress," he said.
A moment after. the dinner wae an-
nounced. and Sir Stephen, who had come
down at the last moment, as he went up
to. take Lady Olansford, nodded to Staf-
ford, and smiled significantly. • Re was as
carefully dressed as usual, but on his face,
and in his eyes eartioularly, was an ex-
pression of satisfaction and anticipatory
triumph which was too obvious to escape
the notice of but very few. • He.was not
"loud" at dinner, but talked even more
Snently.thau usual, and once or twice hie
fine eyes ewept the table with avictori-
ous, masterful glance. Directly the ladies
had gone, the little knot of financiers drew
Up nearer to their host, and Griffenberg
raised his eyebrowe interrogatively.' -
Sir Stephen nodded.
"Yes," he said, in an undertone, "It's all
right! I heard this morning. My man
will be down, with the final decision, by a
special train which ought to land hint
about midnight. "We'll meet in the li-
brary, say at half past twelve, and get
the thing :finished. eh, .baron?"
Wirech grunted approval,-
"'Ware goof. Sarre Stephen; deo sooner a
ting ees congluded, de bedder. 'serf bast
dwelve!"
Time was but a short stay made in the
drawls%g-room, and before ten o'clock tho
guests streamed into the magpi$cent ball-
room. There yrexre a wimeee pi theneigh•
boring gentry erho weld shaking teir ac-
quaintance with the Villa for the first
time, and they regarded the splendor
around them with an amazement which
was not without reason; for to- htrFlbe
artistically designed anll shadelt le4trie
icsn1•pse the bSatitiful rooms with their
chaste, yet effective decorations, on which
money had teen lavished like water, were
seen to their greatest advantage; and
the Vaynes, the Bannerdales, and the lo•
cal gentry generally exchanged glances
and murmured exclamation of surprise
and admiration. and wondered whether
there could be any end to the wealth of
a man who could raise such a palace in
eo short a time.
From the gallery of white -and -gold the
famous band, every man of which was a
musician, presently began to ,send forth
the sweet strains of a Waldteufel waltz,
and Stafford found Lady Olaneford for the.
first dance. Though he had paid little at-
tention to Howard's remarks about Maude
Falconer, he remembered them. and he did
not ask her for a dance until the ball had
beenrunning about an hour; then he went
up to where she was standing talking to
Lord Ban.nerdale, her last partner. His
lordship and. Stafford had already met,
and Lord Bannerdale, 'who admired and
liked Stafford, nodded pleasantly..
"I was just eaying to M iee•Fa/coner that
I wish Fate had made sae a great linen.
der instead. of a country squire, Orme!
By Jove!' -bhis place is a perfect-er-
dream; and, when I think of my damp old
house---"
"What frightful language!" said Staf-
ford.
Lord Bannerdale laughed.
"If Mies Falconer had not been present,
I might just ae well have used the other
word. I say I can't help envying your fa-
ther that magician's wand with which he
manages to raise such Marvels.' I'm going
to fled hiss and tell him so!"
"A dance?" said Maude, as Stafford
Dr -Offered hi.s request.' "Yes, I have one,
only one; it ie this.'
Re put hie arm round her, and as he did
so her eyes half closed and her lips quiv'
erect at sirs touch, Stafford waltzed' well,
and Maude was far and away the beet
dancer in the room; they moved as one
body in the •slow and graceful modern
waltz. and Stafford, in the enjoyment of
this perfect, poetry of motion, forgot every-
thing*,
verything', even hie partner; but ,tie came busk
from his reverie, as ehe suddenly paused.
'Are you tired!"' he asked. "By George!
how 'perfectly you waltz! I've never en-
Toyed a dance more.
A faint color tree to her fano•-ia ha4
been very pale a. Moment before -and the
looked at him with an carneetnees' 'Which
rather puzzled hams.
"They gay that to agree in waltzing le
an unfortunate thing for those who wish
to be friends."
"Do they?" ho said, with a smile, "I
wender who ft is says all theee silly
things? Now, what nonsonee, thie one te,
for .instance 1 To on joy a donee as I've
Just ei=loyed this, putt a man in a geed
temper with himself anal his emitter; and,
"'You'd. bee esei--re'-ttrente;'' he said,
savagely: Ill try and save you from
s++ .• : all I ean. For Heaven's sake go
nd leave me atone!"
' CHAPTER XXI.
While Stafford was dressing for dinner
that night, and wondering whether, even
if he should get an opportunity of speak-
ing to his father, it would be wise to tell
him of Ida, Howard knocked at the door.
Stafford toad him to come in, and sent
Measom away, and Reward, who was al-
ready dressed, sank into an easy chair
and surveyed his friend with bland ap-
proval.
"A white tie to -night, Staff? Anything
on?" -
Yes; there is a dance," replied Staf-
ford. rather absently. What would hie
father say and do? Would he go over to
Heron Hall the next morning? Yes, that
is what he would do.
"A dance? Is that all? From the un-
dercurrent of suppressed excitement ani-
mating most of the guests I should think
It was something more important. Have
You noticed the air of suspense, of Suotu-
ating hope and doubt, triumph and de-
spair, which has characterized our noble
band of financiers, during the last fear
days?"
Stafford :shook his head.
"No; I haven't noticed 'em particularly.
In fact, I scarcely see them, or do more
than exchange the usual greetings. They
seean to me to move and look and speak
fust about as usual."
Howard smiled.
"To be young and happy and free from
ease is to be blind: puppies, for instance,
are blind!"
Stafford grinned.
"That's complimentary, anyhow. What
do you think is up?"
"I think Sir Stephen .is going to pull
off hie great event, to make his grand
coup." said Howard. 'Do you find a
black-and-tan terrier improves a coat by
lyine on It?"
Tiny had coiled himself up on that gar-
ment, which Measom had laid ready on
the ohair, and was lying apparently
asleep, but with his large eyes fixed on
s
hibeloved master
"Oh, he's a peculiar little beast, and is
always getting where he shouldn't be. Hil
young man, get off any coat!"
He picked the terrier up and threw him.
softly on the bed, but Tiny got down at
once and curled himself up on the fur mat
by ?Stafford's feet.
by,
to be fond of you: strange dog!"
said Howard. "Yes, I think Sir Stephen's
'little scheme' -as if any scheme of his
mild be 'dittie'! ]tae *wetted on ? ees-
fu1 y, and I shouldn t be surprised if the
financiers had a meeting to -night and the
floating of he company was annquncedi"
"Oh," eaidStafford, as he dot into hes
coat. "Yes, I daresay it's all right. The
governor seems ri.waye to pull it off."
lit/ward smiled.
''You talk ffair of thousands
of thousands, perhaps millions, were quite
aa,pat e," he said. "My dear boy, d �itx,-
'yotf and latande realize, the -impertddcb
of this business? It's nothing lees than a
railway from--"
Stafford nodded.
"Oh, yes. you told me about it. It's a,
very big thing. I daresay, but what puz-
zles me is why the governor should came
to worry about it. He has money enough,"
No man has money enough," said Row-
ard, solemnly. "But no matter. It is a
waste of time to diecues philosophy with
a man who has no ;Hind above fox-hunt-
ing, fishing, pheasant -shooting and danc-
ing. By the way, how many times do you.
mean to dance with the Grecian goddess?"
"Meaning—?" eaid Stafford.
"Mise Falconer, of course. Grecian god-
desses are not so common, my dear Staf-
ford, as to permit of more than one in a
house -party."
"len sure I don't know,." replied Staf-
ford, eyeing him with faint surprise.
"What made you ask me that?"
Howard eyed the handsome face with
cynical, amusement.
"Pardon. if I was impertinent; but I
assure you the question is being asked
among themselves by all the women in
the house—" Stafford stared at him, and
began to frown with perplexity rather
than anger. My dear Stafford, I know
you are not peesessed of aparticularly
brilliant intellect, but you surely possess
sufficient intelligence to see that your at-
tentions to Mies Falconer etre somewhat.
obvious."
"What?" eald Stafford. "My attentions
to Miss Falconer. --f Are you chaffing,
Harvard?'
"Not in the least: it's usually too great
a waste of 'time with you, my dear boy:
Yon . don't listen, and when you do, balf
the time you don't understand, No, I'm
(Suite serious; but perhaps I ought to
have said her attentions to you; it would
have been more correct,"
Stafford colored.
"Look here, odd man," he said, "If you
think • Oh; dash it all, what nonsense
it lel Mise Falconer and I are very good
friends; and of course I like to talk to
her --rhes so .sharp. almost as smart and
clever as you are, when she likes to take-
the trouble; and of course I like to hear
her sing— Why, my dear Howard, it's
like listening to one of thebig operatic
ewelie; but -but to suggest that there is
anything -that -there ie any reason to
warn me— Oh, dash sit.!i come off it, old
man; you're chaffing?
"Not in the 1 Fhea, But I didn't intend
Any rw rning;...in feet, I remember now I
am in honor bound to refrain from any-
thing of the kind.'
In honor beund?said Stafford.
Howard almost blushed.
'"Oh, its nothing; only a silly wager,"
he saki. "I cant tell you, so don't Ina
quire
-
quiro; But all the same --well, there, I
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.eareees sae,
of course, snakes him feel more friendly.
I'm not a good logician, but that sounds
all right, doesn't it?"
"Yee," she said, in a low voice. "No, I
won't dance any more. I S am a little
tired to -night and disinclined for danc-
ing."
"All right," he eaid. "I'an sorry --both
that you won't dance and for the canoe.
You have been doing too much to -day --
too long a ride, -I expect. These hills are
rather trying to those who are not 'used
to them. Shall we go and sit in that re-
cess? I'll bring* you some wine—"
.o. thanks," she said, quickly; she
could not bear him to leave her,
He led her to one of the recesses leading
on to the fernery, and, found her a neat
near' a softly ,,lashing fountain. The lighte
were shaded with rose-colored silk and
threw a soft, 'warm glow upon her lace
and snowy neck. For the hundredth time,
as he looked at her, he thought how beau-
tiful she wae, and for the hundredth time
compared her to Ida, of coarse to his
sweetheart's advantage. She leant back
in the luxurious lounge with her eyes bent
on her jewelled fan. and seemed lost in
thought. Then suddenly site said:
"Do you know how long we have been
here, Mr. Orme? It is a tremendous time.
I told my father to -night that we, .must
take our departure."
"Oh, eel" he said. "Pray don't think of
it, -if. yon care •to stay, if you are happy.
You would be a very 'serious Ioss to us."
"If I care -if I am happy!" She laugh-
ed a low etranke laugh ,and raised her
eyes to. hie for an instant. "Do you think
'have not been happy?"
"Oh. I hope so," he •said. "My father
would be awfully••cut up if he thought you
had not; if he thought there had been ane-
thing
nything to prevent your being happy he
would remove it even if it: lt were oneof
thee( eteaentaills outside," he added, with
a 3angh.
"You admire yetis father?" she said.
"Yon ate fond of bim?"
Staffead nodded, It seemed an unneces-
sary question,
"Rather!" he said. "Theis never wae
euoh a father as mine!"
Si Ste tbinka
And r hen p them never Java's
such a soft as lire," ehe said In :a low voice,
"I suppose you ere both quite willing to
Make s ceificce feeachthee. Would you
do -would d y giveup era& for your fa.
Cher, Mr, (Mune?"
She raised her eyes again, .and let them
rest on his. Stafford tried to smile, but
his face grew grave.
"Just my life, if it were any use to
him," he said.
That is so little!" she said. "We ean
all die for those we love, but few of us
can dive for them -go on living a lite
which has to be moulded to a plan, bent
on another's will -Could you do tinier'
"Yes;" he eaid, after a pause. 'There is
no sacrifice I would not make for my fa-
ther's sake; but" -he laughed and cleared
the gravity from his brow -"ads the sacri-
flee seems to be on his side. He hie work-
ed •for me all his life, is working still, I'm
'served— Here is yt,ur lather, Mise Fal-
coner; and looking for you, I'm afraid.
Ralph Falconer stood in the doorway
looking round, axis heavy face seeming
heavier than usual. his thick lips •droop-
ing. As he saw the two young people, his
live straightened and he went over to
them slowly.
I hope you are not going to take Miss
Falconer away, sir?" eaid Stafford.
Ralph Falconer shook hie head, and,
avoiding his daughter's eye, said:
"Sir Stephen wants to see you in the 11 -
beery, Mr. Orme, and wishes me to accom-
pany you.
"certainly, if Mies Failooner will excuse
nee'
Re rose, and he fancied her hand trem-
bled slightly as it rested aamoet as light-
ly ae a feather on hie arm.
"I'll take you to Lady Clansford—"
*•here is no need: here is my next part-
net,". she •s'aid, as the 'beautiful, bounti-
ful Berths" cants up emiling and buoyant.
Anything the matter, sir?' aeked Staf-
ford, as he and Falooner made their way
round the roe= 'through whish wae float-
ing the last thing in waltzos,''a soft and.
eeneuous melody which sang the soul to
test."1not. A matter of business
n k,,' iekb
id Raltih Falooncr, 'Hiie seers
think,"
tery :Mr. Murray, has Suss earn(' from Lone
don:. it may be eoa•tethtng to do with,• the
Payers he had brought."
Stafford nodded, though the explanation
seethed unsatisfactory; for what ter:earn
had Stafford with the "papers"? As they
`Went' through the hall they saw tho 'fln-
anciors clustered together ,with an expect:
ant air, .ae if they `were ,waiting for the
retch of the arrival . of the 'man by the
speeittl train; anal they etaeed et Falcon-
er and ex6hapg.ed glances as he and Staf-
ford •passed them and wentto the, library
door. Sir Stephen's voice came cheerily
in response to Stafford'e knock, and St,t
ford entered; .Falconer fbiiowing,4hiati'with
bent head`and the eame..heaey look.
(To be cdntinued.)
.I.
GERMANY'S WAR MACHINE.
Kaiser Would Have Had Far Larger
Army Next Year.
That Kaiser William would have
5,400,000 trained soldiers to turn loose
upon mankind by the end of 1915 had
the present crisis not been precipi-
tated is one ofthe startling facts
which military authorities state. And
although Germany's ruler even now
has 4,000,000 men in arms, the rest
of the world may take some comfort
that his new army organization
scheme had not been in operation a
little longer.
The remarkable military" activity
of Germany which has been worrying
the rest of Europe for the past Yew
years culminated in the law of 1913,
of which the main principle was to
largely increase the number of re -
omits joining yearly by lowering the
age standard: By this plan less rel!;
ince had to be placed on the reserve
elements. More important even than
these provisions' with their immense
numerical increase, however, was the
fact that mobilization would be enor-
mously expedited thereby and a huge
airmy of trained men thrown intothe.
field at a moments notice.
Sinister and significant on top of
this, to all but those who blindly re-
fused to see, was the gathering to-
gether of gold and silver by Germany
during the past two years. The war
chest—gash immediately available for
mobilization—was doubled in gold, in-
creased from $30,000,000 to $60,000,-
000, while no less than $30,000;000 in
silver had beenhoarded up,
TALKING BANK NOTES
TEST APPLIED RATHER
OP THE ORDINARY.
A. I. Ba'wx°ee Is a Great
of Forgers in.' Great
Britain.
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note, just like that. b
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that talk out loud. • Oounterle, n
.are dumb. • Genuine bills Inas+ the
the latest process will anno er
their denomination ill plain tin,
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In Italy agenuine twent'
note answers: "Venei lire.", IIEG3
In Germany a, good fifty
note says: "Fuenfzig Marke.'
In American a genuine five -d'
bill replies: "Five dollars.":
An English Invention. '';lespa
Such bank notes are not s
circulation, but it seems saf
predict that they will be b2
many years. They are the in
tion of A. E. Bawtree, an ele
cal engineer and chemist, wh
considered in England to be
greatest authority on bank n
He is a terror for forgers, and
to him that bankers have reco
when the genuineness of a no
in doubt.
It was at the recent meetin
the British Association that h
scribed the method of defe
counterfeiters and, making
notes inimitable. -His English
tent is No. '27763, A.O. 1910. I
scribes bank notes having e
serrated. in a way that' appear
regular, but that really corresp
to certain determined sound w
and further describes the cons
tion of small phonographs N
make audible the sounds co
ponding to these waves.
At present English bank
have three rough edges, du
their being printed on sheets o
per the size of two of the notes
sheets are cwt in two, which
one smooth edge and three
bearing all the irregularities
original paper, like the rough
found on the unfolded side o
pages of uncut books. Mr.
tree conceived the idea, of sys
tizing these irregularities.
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By means of a photographic
cess he obtained a matrix of
the edgeswith their zigzag
curves represent precisely th
traced..hy:; hgfassylAs of a
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pounds," for example, have
registered. By means of a.
machine it is easy to rep
these zigzags and curves up
edges of the paper on whic
notes are to be printed. Thi
note would have edges whic
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denomination.
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machines.,.• -*Oils consists of
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which follows the sinuosities
edge of the bunk note when
passed through it and spea
corresponding words su'
loud to be heard by the o
who places the flexible tubes
ears. In the other apparat
observer blows into .a tub, a
air, penetrating a soundi
through the sinuosities of th
of the bank note, which is in
between two metallic leaves,
duces puffs of which the freq
and intensity correspond to
destined sotind waxes and
duce the desired words•. • If th
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gets through with a pie ther
n't any, thumb prints,"
knives Two ,small. ora'te'd a
small scrubbing brush, for the
Pose of preparing vegetables, is
he found in every kitchen.
If one's finger is ,swollen eo
ly that a ring will not come
best way .to ren'fove it is to
finger in icy -cold isoapsuds!
di,