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The Huron Expositor, 1915-04-09, Page 7APRIL 915 it signmuna AISNE ex th That Is tbe on waa ve latighter. he ideit ran et Professor Henry's reptte vOuld foot with a flying mite ridkotlousr Certnin now that 1 taught a spy, they hnetled sor off to the guardhouse. einately for him, his studlotta de him almcat unknown in don; not a single man at the use knew hint by sight. And gh the long night he was cora- k remain in durance. break the captain reported his to the colonel in commie& ace.r, hurrying to the guard- ras astonished to find that the `his Int:mate friend, Professed' But his astoniehme.nt wee ompared to the chagrin or the nd his squad. or Henry, however, not oniy orga've them. but praised aid zeal and admitted that in the picket very reasonable suspicion.-Youtlds Com- pulsory MUltary Service. en had "conscript" armied nn. rfamous (-conscription law at ',Jourdan in 1T98, but the first ix put the universal military ted army reserve systemafice `.•tiou was Prussiaat the dm& attar:Mk of the war of 11bera- S,I3; The system bas been des since. and in the years since oy European nation except attin has adopted the compul- 'ice system. -New York Times- ly in comparatively modern t buttons have been utilized Lem. 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Being a practical tamer and thorougbiy understanding In* value of farm stock and implements places me in a better position to re - Adze good prices. Cbarges moderate. fillatIsfaction guaranteed or no pay. All seders ieft in Exeter will be promptly &treaded to, D Et? BIGGERS Copyright. 101.3by the Bobbs-Morrill Company . "ph, 'amnia," laughed the 401.1 °we're too late for breakfast! 'Isn'tj it a shame?" . -From tears to smiles," Said Mr. Ma- gee. taking the girl's hand. "What worked the transformation? Not the Commercial House, I how, for I pass - 'c1 it last evening."' -No. hardly the Commercial. House," lnughed the girl. "Rather the sunshine of a winter moreing, the brisk walk up the mountain and the sight Of the itertnit of Baldpate with eyes like sam eers staring at 8 little 011 who ones bought his postal cards." you knew air:Peters?" inquir- ed Magee. - 1 "Is that his name? You see, I never met hint in private life -he was Just the hermit when I knew him. I used to come to Baldpate in the summers end send his cards back to the folks at home and dream dreams of his love story when from My window I Saw the light of his- shack at xdght I'm so glad to meet Mr. Peters informally." She held out her Aland. but Peters, by long practice- wary of women, had u brdeued himself with breakfast platee which prevented -his clasping it. He muttered -How Wye do-?" and fled to- ward the door. narrowly averting what would have proved a serious collision with the large woman on the way. "Mr. Peters meets so few of your sex in winter." Magee apologized, "you must pardon his clumsiness. This gen- tlerbannebe indicated the professor, who arose -"is Thaddeus Bolton, a dis- tinguished member of a certain univer- - sity faculty. who has fled to Baldpate to escape the press of America. And this is Mr. Bland, who hides here from the World the scars of a broken heart" The girl smiled brightly. "And you" - she asked. Hallowell Magee," he re- tunted, bowing low. "I have a neat tittle collection of stories accounting' for my presence here, from which' I. sbell allow you to choose later. Not to mention the real one, which is simple almost to a fault." "I am'so bappy to meet you all," said the girl. "We shall no doubt become very good friends, for mamma and. I have also come to Baldpate inn -to stay." Mr. Bland opened wide his usually narrow eyes and ran, his hand thought- fully over his one day's beard. Pro- fessor Bolton blinked his estonishiaent Mr. Magee smiled. "I for one am delighted to -hear it," he.said. "My name" went on the girl, "Is Mary Norton. May I present my moth- er, Mrs. Norton?" The older woman. adopted what was obviously her society manner. "I certainly am pleased. to meet you all," she said in tier beavy voice. "Ain't it a lovely morning after the storm? The sun's almost blinding." "Sorue explanation," put in Miss Nor- ton quickly, "is due you if 1. am to thrust myself thus upon yon. I am perfectly willing to tell why a am here. but the matter mustn't Jeak out. 1 can trust you, Ple sure." "The bandits of Baldpate." Magee re- marked.; flippantly, glancing at the two men, -have their own code of honor, and thef first elle is never to betray a pal." "Splendid!" latighed the girl. "Yon said. I believe, that Professor Bolton wan fleeing front the newspapers. I am fleeing for the newspapers -to at- tract their attention. to lure them into giving elle that thing so uecessary to a woman in .• tny profession -publicity. You see, I am an actress. The name I gave you is not my stage name, That, perhaps. you would know. I employ a gentleman to keep me before the public as mucb as possible. It's horrid. I know, but it means bread and butter to nae. That geutleman, ' my press agent. evolved the present 'scheme -a mysterious disappearance." She paused and looked at the others. Mr. Magee surveyed her narrowly. He wondered. "I am to disappear completely for tt tithe," she went on. '"As though the earth had swallowed ,me,' will be the good old phrase of the reporters. I am to linger here at Baldpate inn, a key to which my press agent has Se- cured for me. Meanwhile the papers will epeak tearful' of me in their headlines, at least I hope they will. Can't you just see theme -those head- lines? 'Beautiful Actreers Drops From Sight!'" She stopped. blushing. "Every woman who gets into print, you know, Is beautiful." , "But it'd be no lie 'in your cesa dearie," put in Mrs. Norton. feeling carefully of her atrociously blond store hair. "Your mother takes the words fron2 my mouth," smiled Mr. Magee. , "From what part of Ireland do you come?" laughed the girl. Sbe seemed somewhat embarrassed by her moth- er's open admiration. "Well. setting all blarney aside, such will be the headlines. And when the last clew is to, aSepamtra,.0A.....4,-, CASTOR 1A For Infants and Children In Use For OM° 30 Years A.Iviacebears Signature of TILE HURON EXPOSITOR exiattustea an* iny press agent fe the Mune I come back to appear in a new play, a well known actress. Of such flippant things Is a Broadway repute- tfoa "We all winb yon auecess, I'm sure." Mr. Magee searched his memory in vain for this "actress' " name and fanie. The answer was simple. An- other fable was being spun from whole cloth beneath the roof of Baldpate inn. "We have a New York paper here," he went on, "but as yet there seems to be no news of your sad disappearance." "Wouldn't it be the limit if they 'didn't fall for 'it?" queried the older woman. "Fall for It," repeated Professor Bol- ton, not questioningly, but with the air of a scientist about to add a new and rare specimen to his alcohol Jar. "She means if they didn't accept my disappearance as legitimate news." ex- plained the girl. "That would be very disappointing. But surely there was no harm in maldng the experiment." "They're a clever let those newspa- per guys," sneered Mr. Bland, "In their own opinion. But when you come. I1 an is4.10 9 am le disappear completely for a . right down to it every one' of 'em has it nice little collection of gold bricks In his closet I guess you've got them going. 1, hope so." "Thank you," smiled the girl. "Yon are very kind. You are here, I under- stand, because of an unfortunate--er- affair of the heart?" Mr. ,Bland smoothed back his black oily heir from bis forehead and Smirk- ed.. "Oh. now" -he protested. t "Arabella," put in Mr. Magee, "was .her name. The beauties of history and mythology hobbled into oblivion at sight of her," "I'm quick to forget," insisted Mr. Bland. "That does you no credit, I'm Sure," replied the gixi severely. "And now, mamma, I think we had better select our rooms" - She paused, for Elijah Qutmby -had come in through the dining room door. "Well!" he drawled. "Mr. Magee," he said. "that letter from Mr. Bentley asked me to let you stay at BaldPate inn. eThere wasn't anything in it about your 'bringing parties -of friends along." "These are not. friends I've brought along." explained Mage. "They're simply some more amateur hermits who have strolled In from time to time. All have their individual latchkeys to the hermitage. And alt,?I believe, have credentials for you to -examine." Mr. Quimby stared in angry wonder. Professor Bolton rose from WC chain - "So you are Quimby," he said in a soothing tone. "I'm glhd to meet you at last. My old friend John Bentley has spoken of you so often. I have a letter from him." He drew .the care- taker to one side and took an envelope from his pocket Tbe two conversed in low tones. CHAPTER VII. The Mayor Casts a Shadow Before. CICELY the girl in the cordu- roy suit leaned toward Mr. Ma- gee. She whispered, and her tone *as troubled: "Stand by me. I'm afraid need your help." "What's the matter?" inquired Ma- gee. "I haven't much of any right here, I guess. But I had to come." "But your key?" - "I fear my -my press agent -stole it." . "Never Mind," he Said very gently; "I'll see you through." Quimby was standing over Mr. Bland. "How about your' be asked. "Call up Andy Rutter and ask about me," replied Bland in the tone of ois who prefers war to peace. "I work for Mr. Bentley," sill Quimby. "Rutter hasn't any authori- ty here. He isn't to be manager nettt season, I understand. However, the orofessor wants me to let YOU star. 1 He -says hell be responsible."„ Mr. Bland tooked in often motttbedBeton- . isbment at the unexpected spoesor he had roUncl. **And you?" went on Quimby to the women. "Why"- began Miss Norton. "Absolutely ,all right." said air. Ma- gee. "They come from Hal Bentley, like myself. He's put them in my care. Int answer for them." Hesaw the girl's eyes. They spoke tier thanks. 0 Mr. Quimby shook his head as one In a dream. "All this is beyond ine-way be- yond," he ruminated. "I'm going to write all about it to Mr.. Bentley, and I„ suppose I got to let you stay till I hear from him. 1 think he ought to come up here if he can." "The more the merrier," said Mr. Magee, deflecting cheerfully that the Bentley were in Florida at last ac- counts. "Come, marmot," said Miss Norton. rising, "let's go up and pick out a suit There's_ one I used to have a few yearn ago. You can see the her- mit's shack from the windows. By the way, Mr. Magee, will you send Mr. Peters up to us? He may be able to help us get settled."' "A.hemr muttered Mr. Magee. "I - have a talk with Peters. To be quite frank, I anticipate trouble. You ;ea, the hermit of Baldpate doesn't pprove of women"-- " . "The idial" cried Mrs. -Norton. ' "Deliciousr laughedthe girl. "I shall ask Peters to serve you," said Magee. "I shall appeal to his gallant side. But I must proceed gently. This Is his first day as our cook, and you know how necessary a good first im- pression is with a new cook. I'll ap- peal to his better nature." - "Don't fo it!" cried the girl. "Don't empLasize us to him in any way or he may eXerekle his right as cook and )(viva Just ignore us. We'll play at being our own bellboys." "Ignore youl" cried_ Mr. Magee. "What herculean tasks you set! I'm not equal to that one!" Ile picked up their traveling bags and led the way upstairs. "I'm something of a bellboy. myself when roused," he said. The girl selected suit 17, at the far- ther end of the corridor from Magee's apartments. "It's the very one I need to have gears and years ago -at least two or three years ago," she said. "Isn't it stupid? All the furniture in a heap!" "And cold," said Mrs. Norton. "My land, I wish I was back by my own fire." "I'll make you regret your words. Mrs. Norton!" cried Magee. He threw up the windows, pulled off his coat and set to work on the furniture. The girl bustled about, lightening his work by her smile. • , "I hope you don't expect a tip," the girl said, laughing. "I do," he said, coming closer and speaking in a voice that was not for the ear of the chaperon. "I want a tip on this -no you really act?" She looked at him steadily. "Once," she said, "when I was six- teen, I appeared in an amateur play at school. It was my first and last ap- pearance on the stage." "Thanks, lady," remarked Mr. Magee In imitation of the bellboy he was sup- posed to be. He sought No. 7. There he made himself again presentable, after which he descended to the office. Mr. Bland sat reading the New .York paper before the fire. From the little card room and the parlor, the two rooms to the right and left of the ho- tel's front door, Quimby had brought forth extra chairs. He stood now by • the large chair that held Professor Bolton, engaged in conversation with that gentleman. "Yes," he was saying, "I lived three rears in Reuton and Live years in New York. It took me eight years -eight years to realize the truth." heard about it from John Bent - fey," the professor said gently. . "He's been pretty kind to me, Mr. Bentley has," replied Quimby. "When the money was all gone he offered we this job. Once the Quimbys owned most of the land around Baldpate mountain. It all went in those eight years. To think that it took all those Years for me to find it out!" "If I'm net impertinent, Quimby," put in -Magee, "to find what -out?" -"That what 1 wanted, the railroad men didn't want," replied Quimby bit- terly, "and that was -the safety of the public. You see, I invented a new rail joint, one that was a great im- provement on the °Id kind. I had sort of an idea, when I was doing it -an Idea of service to the world -you know. God, what a joke! I sold all the Quiniby lands, and went to Reu- ton, and then to Ne* Y.ork to place it. Net one of the railroad men but ad- mitted that it was an improvement and a big one -and not one but fought like mad to keep we from getting It down where the public would see it. Titey ',didn't want the expense of a change," Mr. Qnimby looked. out atothe sunlit atretch snow. - - -Eight years," he repeated. "I fought and pleaded. No. 1 begged -that was tbe word --I begged. You'd be snrpins- ed to know the names of some uf the men who kept me waiting in their pri- vateoffices. and sneered at we over their. polished desks. They turned- me down -every one. Some of them play- ed me -as though I'd been a fish. They referred we to other ends of the same big game, laughing in their sleeves. I guess, at the knowledge of how hope- less it was. Oh. they made a fine fool of me." "You migbt have put down some of your joint* at your own expense," sug- gested the professor. "Didn't I tryr' cried Quimby. "Do you thihk they'd letene? No, the pub- lic might see them and demand them. everywhere. Once I thought I had convinced somebody. It was down in Reuton-the Suburbanrf.)_.- if vit2.v„" TbiArda ^ Children Cry FOR FLETCHER'S CASTORIA. Strengt1; for Motherhood MOTHERHOOD is not a time for experiment, but for proven qualities, and nothing exceeds the value of good cheer, needful exercise and SCOTT'S EMULSION. SCOTT'S EMULSION charges the blood with life-sustaining richness, suppresses nervous conditions, aids the quality and quantity of milk and insures sufficient fat. Jt s COD LIVER OIL, feeds -the very Hfe calls. Its LIME and SODA lielp avoid rinkets and Insisi teething easy. 14-46 AvoidSribstitates. , was a rantle as Mr. Bland fet his paper fall to the floor. "Old Henry Thorn- hill was president of the road -he is yet, I guess -but ye:zing Hayden and a fellow named David Kendrick were running it. Kendrick was on my side -he almost had Hayden. They were going to let me lay a stretch of track with my joints. Then something hap- pened. Maybe you remember. Ken- drick disappeared in the night -he's never been seen since." "I do remember." said the 'professor softly.•lIayden turned me down," went on Quimby. "The money was all gone. So I came back to Upper Asquewan- caretaker of tor inn that overlooks the property my father owned -the prop- erty"t squandered -for a chance to save human lives." - He moved Away, and,the men sat in silence for a time. Then the professor spoke very gently: "Poor devil -to have had his dream of service -and then grow old on Bald- pate." "Well, everything's shipshape --the kitchen," announced the hermit cheer - tally, hurrying into the room. "I couldn't go without seeing to that I wish you the best of luck,. gentlemen, and goodby." "Goodby?" cried the professor. "By the gods, he's leaving us!" al- most wept Mr. Bland. "It can't be," said Mr. Magee. "It has to be," .said the hermit of Baldpate, solemnly shaking his bead. "I'd like to stay with you, and .1 would if they hadn't come. But here they are, and when women eorhe in the door I fly out of the window, as the saytag is." "But, Peters(' pleaded Magee, "you are not going tu leave us in the (*le like tater "Sorry," replied Peters. "I , ean please men, but I can't please women. I tried to please one once -but let the dead past bury its dead. I live on Baldpate In a shack to escape the sex, and it wouldn't be consistent for me to.atty here now. I got to go, I bate to, like a dog, but I got to." "Peters," said Mr. Magee, "I'm sur- prised. After giving your word to stay! And Who knows -you may be able to gather valuable data for your book. Stick around. These women won't bother you. And we'll pay you beyondthe dreams of avarice of a Broadway chef. Won't vre,gentlitmen?' The others nodded. Mr. Peters visi- bly weakened. "Well." he begair, "I"- His eyes were on the stairs. Mr. Magee also looked in that direction and saw the girl of the 4tation smiling down. She no longer wore coat and hat, and the absence of the latter revealed a glory of golden hair that became instantly a tient to the sunshine in that drear bare room. "No. Peters," she said, "you mustn't go. We couldn't 'permit it MATnnla and I will go." . She continued to smile at the ob- viously dnezled Peters. Suddenly he spoke in a determined tone: "No, don't do that. I'll stay." Then he turned to Magee and continued for that gentleman's ear alone: "Doggone It, were all alike! We resolve and re- solve and then one of them looks at us and it's all forgot. I had a friend who advertised for a wife-leastways, he was, a friend until he advertised. He got ninety-two replies, seventy of 'em from married men advising against the step. *I'm cured.' he says to me. `Not for me.' Did be keep his word? No. A week after be married a widow just to see if what the seventy said was true I'm mortal. I hang around the buzzsaw. If you give me a little mon- ey. go down to the village and buy the provisions for lunch." Gleefully Mr Magee started the her- mit on his way. and then went over to where the girt stood at the toot of the stairs. They went togethle to the ldtchen, found a pall, and tilled it with led war et From the pump at the rear of the on tostee once more, Mr. Magee re - tot rked thoughtfutly: -Whip would have guessed a week • that today 1 would be climbing the 4. ;11 staircase ot a summer hotel car- s pail ot water for a lady tairr s3 palmed on the landing, .1. -re a re ntore things in heaven earth Horatio," smiled the girl, cirea lard of. even by novel - "The mayor has the fifth key." has the fifth 'key, lif course. Hell be here soon." dThe mayor," gasped ma Magee. "Really, I haven't the slightest idea what you mean. I'm bere to work"— "Very well," said the girl coldly, "if you wish it that way.' They eame to the door. of 17, and she took the pall from Mr. Magee's hand. "Thanks?' 'Where are' you going. my pretty maid?'" asked Mageeindicating the pail. " • see you at Itineheon. sir." she said,'" responded alide 'Orton, and the door of 17 slammed s Mr. Magee returned to No. .7 and thoughtfully stirred the fire t The tan- gle of events bade fair to stamp "The mayor of Renton," he tensed, "has the fifth` key. Wbat in the name of eommon sense is going rap It's too much even for melodramatic med" -He leaned back in his chair, "Anybow. I like ber eyes." he said. "And I sboulann want to be quoted as disap- proving, of her hair either. I'm on ber side, whichever it may Me." CHAPTER VIII. Ghosts of the Summer Cro cl. T was past 1 onloek an(1. Mr. Magee with his roar myste- rious contpanions stood before the fire in the office. aell with an eager eye out for .the progress ot the hermit, who was preparing the tra- ble beside them. Throngh the kindness of Quimby, the hard was resplendent with snowy linen. 'We may -seem overeager," cone rnented Professor Bolton. "I bare no doubt we do. It is only natural. dhith nothing to look forward to but the next tneal, the human animal -attaches . a preposterous importance to bletfeed- log. We are in the sante cases as the summer guests" - "Are we?" interrupted Mr. Magee. "Have we nothing but the next weal to look forward to? I think not. t haven't I've come to value too.bighly the capacity for excitement of' Bald- pate inn in December. II look forward to startling things. Ii expect, before the day is ont, at least two gold laced kings, an exiled poet and a lord mayor, all armed with keys to Baldpate Inn and stories strange and unconvincing." "Sour adventures of tbe last twenty- four hours." nertiarkedthe professor, smiling wanly. "here led you to expect too much. I bare made inquiries of Quimby. There are, aside from his own. but seven keys in all to the va- rious doors of Baldpate inn. Four are here represented. It is ba.rdly likely' that the other three will send dele- gates. and if. they Mould you have but a slim chance for kings mid poets. ,Even Baldpate's capacity for excite- i'ment, you see, is limited by the num- ber of little steel keys which open its portals to exiles from the outside world.' I am reminded of the words et the philosopher" - "Weil, Peters, old top," broke in Mr. Bland in robust tones, 'Isn't she nearly off the fire?" 'Row see here," said the hermit, set- ting dcrevi. the armful of dishes with which he had enteted the office, "I can't be hurried. • I'm all upset. as It is. I can't cook 'to please women -I don't , pretend to."' - 4- "I'm sure." said •Miss Norton sweet- ld. "that I shall consider your lunch- eon perfect." "They get more faultfinding as they get older." replied Mr. Peters ungal- lantly. glancing at the other woman. Mrs. Norton glared. "Meaning me, I suppose," she rasp- ed, "Well, don't worry. I ain't ping to find anything wrdng." "I ain't asking the impossible," re- sponded Mr. Peters. "I ain't asking you not to tind anything wrong. I'm just asking you not to mention it when you do." He retired to the kiteben. Mrs. Norton caressed her puffs lov- ingly. -What that man needs," sbe said, -is a woman's guiding hand. He's lived atone too tong. I'd like to have charge of him for awhile. When I was a girl I was mighty popular. I had a tot of admirers." “No one could possibly doubt that," Mr. Magee assured her. • "Then Norton came along," she went on, rewarding Magee with a smile, "and said be wanted to make me hap- py. So 1 thought I'd let him try. 1 al- ways brought him up sharp. 'Your great desire,' I told him, 'is to make me happy. f'd keep on the job if 1 was you!' And he did, to the day of his death. A perfectly lovely, man, though careless in money matters. If be hadn't had that ailing I wouldn't. isti," Mr. Magee started. Had she : recognized him as the Magee of light i fiction? Her face went sudchnly grave.. 1 She came closer "I catin)eip won- dering," she said, "wip side you I are onr : "Which side of what?" asked Magee. ; _ "Why, of this." she answered, way- ' ing her hand toward the office below. eldon't understand," objected Mr. 1 Magee.4a' , "Let's not he silly." she replied, "You know wbat brought me here. I know what brought you. -Ttiere are three sides. and only one is honest I hope. so very much, that you are on that side." "Upon my word"- began Magee. "Will it interest you to know." she continued. "I saw the big mayor of Renton in the village this morning/ With hint was his shadow, Lou Max. Let's see -you had the first key. Mr, Bland the second, the professor the third and 1 had the fourth. The maim belt_ Mies Norton, her cheeks flushed, broke in hurriedly "Mamma, these gentlemen. can't be at all interested" Deftly she turned the conversation to generalities. 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Don' s Kidney Pills are 50c per box, 3 boxes for S1.25, at all dealers or mailed direct on receipt of price by The T., Milburn Co., Limited, Toronto, Ont. Whea ordering directspecify "Doan's." ea to nave wrestea tram a ean. TUN news drew from Professor Bolton learned deicourse OD tbe tinned aids to the hermit of today. He Metered the seeker for solitude setting out for a desert isle with canned foods for his body and canned musie for hN soul. '`Robinson Cruson" be said, "should be rewritten- with a ean open- er in the leading roie." Mrs. Norton gave the talk a more practical turnI) )04 bringing up the tome or pbotuathe pate setting. While the tonversation drifted on Mr. Magee pondered in silence the weird 'mesh in Willett he had become volved. What did it all mean? What brought these people to Baldpate Christmas week' His eyes soughtthe great safe back of the desk and stay. ed there d king timein that safe, ha - was sure, lay the answer to tbiS pre. posterous riddle. When Ids thongliN came back to the table he Tenn& Ma!, Bland eying Jelin narrOwly. .. The luncheon over, Miss Norton an her mother prepared to ascend it) the* rooms, -Mr. Magee maneuvered so asisn meet the girl at tlitetfoot of the italra, ; "Won't you milt back," he white, tiered soq.iy, "aid 4xplain things to it poor hermit wh.o is -completely ittsear "What things?" she asked. 'What It ail means," be whevered4 -Why you wept In the station, IVIIX you invented the story Of the a why you came here to brighten drab exile—what this whole comedy of Baldpate inn amounts to anybow?" She only looked at him with =hes lieving eyes, "Yen tan hardly expect tne to redit that," she said. "7 tutist go up nowf and read marama into the pleasant land of thin girlish figures that is heck afternoon siesta. I may come hailS and talk to you after awhile, hat don't promise to explain!' "Come back," pleaded Mn Magee( "That is all I ask." "A tiny boon," she smiled. "I Laughing, Mr. Magee sought the --wilt tude of No. 7. "After all, I'm bere to worknhhe told himself. "Alarms and excursions blue eyes must not turn me f.rmil task. Let's see -what was my tuna' A. deep heart searehing novel, a noViii devoid of rabid Melodrama. It become more difficu1t1 every minute here at Baldpate inn. But that -should/entea add more zest to the struggle1 dee vote the next two hours10thOnglit," He pulled biS ebair up before the blazing hearth and gazed into the rent depths. But his thoughts refused tn - turn to the Masterpiece that was 10 be. born on Baldpate. They roamed teL far off ,-I3roadway; they strolled wit* Helen Faulkner-tbe girl he meant 11.* marry if he ever got around to it - along dignified Fifth avenue. Thert joyously_ they trooped to a 'far morii alluring, more human girl, who press- ed a bit' of canibrie to her face in railway 13tati011, while a ginger haired" agentrm ,a peepedethoughtsthtollnhthe- were eumbars.Sooni Mr bina- Baldpate mountain, thore tO wander la a mystic maze of ghostly figures whiehll appeared from the shadows, holdinle aloft in triumph gigantic ken. Mnri Magee bad slept but little the nighg before. The quick December dusk Mei ed- No. 7 when be awoke with a start. t Ile remembered that be bad ukd the girl to come back to the Once anit berated himself to think that -probing* she had done so only tofind that het was not there Hastily straightest* his.lie and dashing the traces of lideti* from his eyes with the aid' of cold wa--- ter, he ran downstairs. The great bare room was In nem save for the- faint red of the fired. Before the fireplace sat the girl of tini station, her hair gleaming with' b. neva splendor in that light She looked in.' mock reproval at Mr. Magee. "For shame," she said, "to be late a.t, the trysting place," "A thousand Pardons," Mr. Navel: replied tell asleep and dreamed o giri who wept in a ralway station and she was so altogether chartnIng could not tear myself away." "I fear," she laughed, "yott,are old hi, the ways of the werld. A passion fon sieep seems to have seized the tkarhi mits. The professor has gone to- big room for that purpose.- and Mr. Bland& ntis broken heart forgot slumbers oven there." Site pointed, to the haberdasb.; er inert in a big chair drawn Tip mai the elerk's desk. "Only you and I 112 all the world awake." "Pretty lonesowee isn't it?" Mr. Mu= gee -glanced over ids shoulder at nut shadows that =eat ti on thwa. (To be contian.ed In our next is eel -On Sunday of last weik, Mrs. W. .S. Smith, of Mitehell; bra,ted the Nth anniv3esary of marriage. -1,--serogeuw.A. -1 idrn Ory - Lt. CASTOrtiA