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B.B.,B. is manufactured only by The • T. Milburn Co., Limited, Toronte,'Ont. • LEGAL. R. S. HAMS Barrieter, Solicitor, Conveyancer and Notary Public. Solicitor for the Dom- irdon Bank. Office in rear of the Dom- inion Bank, Seaforth. adoney to loop. • J. -Barrister, Solicitor, Conveyanoer and Notary Public. Office up -stairs over 'Walker's furniture store, Main street, Shaforth. t I F. HOLED. Barrister, &elicitor, Conveyancer and Farms far sale. Office, in. Scott's block, Maio etreet, Seaforth. PR• OLTDFOOT, KILLORAN AND PROUDFOOT. Notary Public, Solicitor for the Cana: dian Bank of Commerce. Money to loan. Barristers, Solicitors, Notaries Public, ete. Money to lend, In Seaforth on Mon- day of each week. Office in Kidd blbck, - VETERINARY JOHN GRIEVE, V. S. Honer graduate ef Ontario Veteeln- Amy College. All diseases of Domestic Aalinals treated. Calls promotly attend-., Dentistry a specialty. Office and resii ed to and charges moderate. Veterinat y dence on Goderieh street, one door east of Dr. &Ors office, Seaaorth. <dm 111111.MMy, LOISCART11.1,11:1"" • F. 3haIRBURN, V. S. Ilonor ,gretuate of Ontario Veheein• aey 'College, and honorary member ot the Medical Association of the Ontario Veterinary College. Treats diseases of all Domestic Aeilrn,als by the most mod- ern principles. Dentistry and Milk Fev- er a epectalty. Office oppesite Dick's Motel, bfain Atreiett; Seaforth. All or- ders left at the hotel will receive prompt attention. Night calls received at the *Office. MEDICAL C. J. W. KARN, M.D.C,M, - 425 Richmond street, Lendon, Ont. Specialist : Surgery and Genito-Urin- Airy diseases.of men and women. DA; IGEORGE IlEILEMANN. Cleteopathic Physician of Goderich. Specialist in women's and children's diseases, rheumatism, acute, chro-nlc • and nervous disorders, eye, ear, nose Red throat. Consultation free. Office -at Commercial Flotel, Seaforth, Tuesday Sad FrielayS,, 8 matt till 1 pan., ' DR. F. J. BURROWS. • Office and residence-Go:leech street, east of the Methodist church, Seaforth. Phone No. 46. Coroaer for the County • nuron. • DRS. SCOTT & CKAY. 3. Ge Scott, gradasee of Victoria: and College •of Physicians and Surgeons. 'Ann iArb-er, and member of the Ontario Coroner for the County. of Huron. 0. MacKay, -hoecrr ,graduate of Trinity University, and gold medallist of Trin- ity Medical College; rritenber of the Col- lege of Ph yeicians and Surgeons, Ontario. DR. 11. HUGH ROSS. Graduiate. of University of Toronto Faculty of Medicine, member of Col- lette of- Phytticians andSurgeons of On- tario; pass •graduate courses in Chicago Clincal School of Chicago; Royal Oph- thalmic Ffospital, London, England, University 'College Hospital, -London Engla.nd. Office --Back of the Dominion Bank, Scafooth. Phone No. 5. Night calls ans-wered from residence, Victoria street, Seaforth. AUCTIONEERS. THOMAS BROWN. Licensed auctioneer for the counties of Huron, and Perth. Cortespondence ar- rangements_ for sale dates can ..be made by calling u.p Phone 97, Seaforth, or The Expositor office. Charges ,moder- sae and satisfacteon guaranteed. R. 1..T. LUKER, Licensed auctioneer for the County. a Huron. Sales •attended ao in all parts of the County. Seven years' ex- perience in Manitoba and Saskatchewan 'Terms reasonable. Phone ,No. 204, R. 1-3, Exeter. ',Centralia P. 0. Re R. No. 1. Orders left at The Huron Ex- positor -Office, Seaforth, promptly at- tended to. JOHN ARNOLD, Licensed auctioneer for the counties ot Heron and Perth. Aroangcatents for sale dates can be made by callingop Mow 2 on 23 Dublin, or 41 Seaforth, or the Expositor Office. Charges mod- erate and Baltisfaction gearanteed. B. FJ. PHILLIPS. Licensed auctioneer for the counties of Huron and Perth. Being a practical farmer and -thoroughly tmderstandIng the vame 01tarrestock and implements paces me in a better ,position to re -1 adze good .p.ricee. Charges moderate. inthdliction guaranteed or no pay. A.a Order* aft in Exeter will be promptly, ittanded tot -L DERR -S Copyright, -1913, * the Bobbs-ManS1 Company - "I'm not fresh," Mr. Magee stieiled. -Tel stating facts. You say you've' None for that package. All right - int you've come -to the wrong room. 1, 'leveret got it." "The n- yori haven't!" roared the "Lou. Wok about a bit." •• -Look about all you like," Agreed. ehigee. "d"Von won't find it. Mr. Car- tn. 1 edinit. that I laid for you test night. I saw you open the safeeac- meolug to latest tiaproved meth - ale, rind I saw Yon embe forth with a oaefeere or money. lent 1 wasn't With you. 1 might, nate been, to he tranko but somebody beat tne -who?' -The men with the seventh keyel euppose-- that men Bland • heited me n holm hist night 'WWII We were 111 di II ru-l• Don't tell me you didn't ben in that inixup at Lilt? feet .steee." "Weil. 1 did think there was anoth- er. guy," the mayor answered. •"but. Lou said 1 was crazy." "Lou does --you rut injustice. There kvtls n anther gtty, anti ir you are aux- mesete locover your preCiOtts pflelinge 1 Clvie you to walte flint up to the teeponsiletittes of the day, Dot ma" - The uniyor coosetered. Mr. Palf1X, who had hastily mnde tbe roundet o the three rooms, came back with emp- ty hands. -Melee Said the mayor,. might as men adthit it-rin up in the air. .1 ton't know just at this minute avhero It) get off. But net state of affairs eiart hist ,long with me, young fellow. all go to tbe bottom ot this before the day is out, believe inc.. And it' I can't do anything else I'll take you back to Reuton myself and throw you in jail tor rubbery." -I wouldn't do that." smiled Magee. -Think of the awful job of explaining - to the white necktie crowd how you happened to be dyberniting a safe,on Baldpate Mountain at midnight" "Oh. I guess I caniget around that," said the imayor. "That moneybelongs to a .friend of mine -Andy Rutter. I aappen to go to tbe inn for a little. rest and I grab you dynamiting the safe. keep ad eye on you today, Mr. Ma- gee. • And let me tell you now that if I catch you �r any of the bunch there- with yon trying to make a getaway' from Baldpate there's golog to be a k - war breaout." "I doot know about the other her- mits," laughed Magee, "but personal- ly I expect to be here for several weeks to come, Whew! It's cold in here. Where's- the hermit? Why hasn't he been up to fix my tire?" . "Yes, where is he?" repeated Mr: targan. "That's what everybody'd like to know. He hasn't stowed up. Not a sign of breakfast, and me as hollow as a reformer's victory." "He's backslid," cried Magee. "The quitter," sneered Max. "It's Only a quitter would live on the moun- tain in a shack anyhow." "You're rather hard on poor oldPe- ters," remarked Magee, "but whenct think that I have to get up and ,dress In a refrigerating plant ,I can't say I blame you. It only the fire were light- ed'," • He smiled his most ingratiating smile on his companion. "By the way, Mr. Cargan, you're up . and dressed. I've read a lot of maga- zine- articles about you, and they one and all agree that you're a good fel- low. You'll find kindling and paperi beside the hearth." • "What!" The mayor's. roar seemed to shake the windows. "Young man, with a nerve like years, you copld wheedle the price of a battleship fOem Carnegie. I -I"- 'He stood for a mo- ment gazing almost in awe at Magee. Then he burst forth into o whole Soule ed laugh. "I am a- good fellow," he said. "I'll show you." He went into the other room and despite the • horrified protests of Lou Max busied himself amid the- ashes of the, fireplace. When be, had a blaze under way Mr. Magee came shivering band. the other room and held out his "Mr. Cargan," be lane:led. "you're a prince." .He noted with interest that tbe mayor's broad shoes were mighty_ near $200,000. - WhileSely. Magee drew on his clothes the mayor and Max sat thotightfully before the fire, the former with his pudgy hands folded over the -mit ex- panse where no breakfast reposed. Mr. Magee explained -to them that the holder of the. sixth key had arrived. "A handsome young lady," he re- marked. "Her name is Myra Thorn- hill." -- "Old Henry Thornbill's daughter," reflected the mayor. "Well,- seems I've sort of lost the habit of being sur- prised now. I tell you. Lou, we're breaking into the orchid division up hem." CASTOR IA For Infants and Mild= - In Use For Over 30 Years Alwacebears Signature of _ Mr. Magee shaved -in ice cold water, another black mark against the hermit of Baldpate -he turned over in, his mind the events of the night be -1 fore. • He was ready to descend at last and came into the parlor of leis sult with greatcoat and -hat In reply to Mr. Caron n's iinasked question, he said: "I'm going up the mountain present- ly to reason with our strikingcook." •"You ain't going .to leave this inn. Magee." said the mayor. "Not even to ging back a cook! Come, Mr. Cargon. be reasonable. You -may go, with me if you suspect my motives." They went out into the ball and Mr. • Magee passed down the morridor to the farther end, where he rapped on • .the door of Miss Thornbill's room. She appeared airaost immediately, buried • beneath furs and wraps. a -You intist be nearly frozen," re- marked Mr. Magee pityingly. "You .and our maid come down to the of - lice. I want you. to meet the other ste.sti." eirll come." she replied. "Mr; Ma- gee, I've a eonfession to make. -1 In- vented the maid. It seemed so hor- ridly •unconventional and stiocking-1 couldn't alltnit that 1 was alone. That Was why I wouldn't let you build a fire -for me." i"Don't worry," smiled Magee. "You'll and we have all the eonveuiences up here. I'll present you to a chaperon shortly -a Mrs. Norton, who is here with her daughter. Allow tile to in - modem .341r. Cargan and Air. Max." - The girl bowed with a rather, star- tled air; and -Mr. Cargan mumbled sotnothing that had -pleasure" in it. In the office they found Professor Bet - ton and Mr. Bland sitting gloomily -before the fireplace.; "Got the news, Magee?" asked the haberdasher. "Peters has done a dis- appearing act." • It was evident to Magee that every- bodyi looked. upon Peters as his crea- ture tend laid the bermit's sins at Ida d0Or?tlie laughed. going to head a earch' party shortly," he said. "Don't i detect the odor of coffee in the distance?" "Mrs. Norton," remarked Professor Bolton dolefully, "has kindly consent- ed to do what she can." The girl of the station came through the dining room door. It was evident she had no sbare in the general gloom that the hermit's absence east over Baldpate. Her eyes were bright with the glories of morning on a mountain. In their depths there was no redm for petty annoyances. "Good morning," she said to Mr. Ma- gee. "Isn't it bracing? Have you been outside? Oh, r - "Miss Norton -Miss Thornhill," ex- plained Magee. "Miss Thornhill has the sixth key, yon know. She came last night without any of es know - Ing." With lukewarm smiles, the two girls shook hands. Outwardly the glances they exchanged were nonchalant and casual, but somehow Mr. Magee felt that among the matters they establish- ed were social position, wit, unning, guile and taste In dress. When the rather unsafisfactory sub- stitute for breakfast was consumed, Mr. Magee rose briskly. "Now," he said, "I'm going to run up to the hermit's shack and reason with him as best I can. 1 shall paint in touching colors our sad plight. lf the man has an atom of decency" - "A walk on the mountain in the morning." said Miss Thornhill quickly. "Splendid. 1" - "Wonderful," put In Miss Norton. "1, for one, can't resist Even though I haven't been invited, • I'm going along." She smiled sweetly. Sim had beaten the other .girl by the breadth of a hair, and she knew it. New glo- ries shone in her eyes. "Good for you!" said Magee. The evil hour of explanations was at heed surely. "Run up and get your things." While Miss Norton was gone Mr. Cargan and Lou Max engaged in ear- nest converse near a window. After ;which Mr. Max pulled on his over-. coat. "I ain't been invited either;" he said, "but I reckon I'll go along. I always wanted to see what a hermit lived like when he's really buckled down to the hermit business. And then a walk in the morning has always been my first rule for health. , You don't mind, do you?" "Who am 1," asked Magee, "that I should stand between you and health? Come along, by all means." The three went out through the trout door and found under the snow a hint of the path that led to the shack of the post card merchant "Will you go ahead?" asked Magee of Mae - "Sorry," grinned Max, "but I guess Pll bring up the rear." "Suspicion," said Mr. Magee, shak- ing his head, "has caused a lot of trou- ble in the world. Remember the cruel- `ty practiced on Pueblo Sam." "I do," replied Mr. Max, "and it • nearly breaks my heart. Bat there's a little matter I forgot to mention last night. Suspicion is all right in its place." ."Where's that?" asked, Mr; Magee. Mr. Max tapped Ms narrow chest. "Here," he saidrWI ; elo the thee !WIt the elinea, Ma :I gee and the girl ahead. Mr. alas lecring nt 1 hell. Items, Covertly Al r. 'elegem glum -eft til girl striding along liy tin idti, The 'red flamed lu her 'cheeks: her long !lashes were flecked tt'Illl the %% hitt* or - the snow: her titee Wtts ti ttiw as middle aged men dream or winte their fat wives read the evenieg paper's bennty hints at their side. loar heyond the ordinary woman was she desirable aud pleasing. Mr. Magee told hitlisele • he had been a fool, for he wbo had fought so valiantly for her heart's de- sire at the foot of the steps bad falter- ed when the tirne came to band her the prize. Why? What place had cen- time in the wild sebetne or the night before? Norte surely. And yet he, dolt. Idiot. coward, had lit the moment of trimnph turned cautious. Pull con- fession, he decided, was the only way out CHAPTER Xlii. The Quest of the Hermit. 0 DON'T know how to begin." muttered the novelist, whose puppets' speeches bad al- ways been so apt. "Lest night you sent we on a sort of quest for the golden fleece. I didn't kuow who had been fleeced or wbat the Idea was But I fared forth, as they say. I got it for you" - The eyes of the girl glowed happily. She was beaming. "rm so glad," sbe said, "But whym why dicliast you give it to inc last night? It would have meant so much if you bad." "That," replied Mr. Magee. "is what I'm coming to -very reluctantly. Did you note any spirit of cantian in the fellow wbo set forth on Your quest and dropped over the balcony rail? You pi not. waited on the porch aud saw Max tap the safe. 4 saw aim and Cargan come out 1 waited for them. Jost as I was about to jump on them somebody -the men with the seventh key, I guess -did It 'for me. Tbere was a scuffle. I joined it. I emerged with the package everybody seems so In- • terested in." \ "Yes," said the girl breattae'ssly. "And then" - "I started to brig it to you." went on Magee, glancing over his slidulder at Max. "I was all aglow with ro- mance and battle and all that sort of thing. I pictured the thrill of hand- ing you the thing you had asked. I ran upstairs. At the bead of the stairs -I saw her." The light died in her eyes.. Re- proach entered there. "les," continued, Magee, -your knight errant lost his nerve. He c•eased to run on schedule. She. too, aSlied Inc for that package of money." "And you gave it to leer," said the . giri scornfully. "Oh, no," answered Magee quickly. "Not so bad as tnat 1 simply sat down on the steps and thought. 1 got cautious. I decided to wait until to' day. I -I did wait;" He paused. The girl strode on, look- ing straight-ahead:4d' "I know," he said, "what you think. I'm a fine specimen of a man to, send on a hunt like thatem weakkneed mollycoddle who passes into a state of coma at the crucial moment. Ba- rra going to give you that package yet." The girl turned her head. Mr. Ma- gee saw that her eyes were tnisty with tears. "You're playing with me," she said brokenly. "I' inigbt have known. And I trusted you. You're, in the game with the others -and I thought you weren't. I staked my whole ehance of success_ on you. Now you're making Sport of me. You never intended to give me that money. Yon , don't in- tend to now." "On my word," cried Magee, "I do intend to give it to you -the minute we get back to the inn! I have it safe In my room." "Give it to her," said the girl bitter- ly. "Why don't you give it to her?" Oh, the perversity of women! "It's you I want to give it to," re- plied Magee warmly.- "I don't know what was the matter with me last night. I was a fool. You don'tbe- lieve in me, I know"- Her face was cold and expressionless., "And I wanted to believe in you - so much," she said. . "Why did you want to?" cried Ma- gee. "Why?" She plodded on through the snow. "You, must believe," he pleaded. "I don't. know what all this is about -on my word of honor. But I want to give you that money, and I will -the min- ute we get back to the inn. Will you believe then? Will you?" "I hate you," said the girl simply. She should not have said that.. As far .back as he could remember such opposition had stirred Mr. Magee to wild deeds. He opened Ids mouth, and welds flowed forth. What ,were the words? "I love you! I love you! Ever since that moment in the station I have loved you! I love you!" Faintly he beard himself saying, it over and over. By the gods, he was proposing -inanely, in words of one syllable, as the butcher's boy might have told his love to the second kitch- en maid. "I love you," he continued. Idiot! Often Mr. Magee had thought of the moment when he would tell -his love to a woman. •It was a moment of dim lights, music perhaps in the distance, 'two souls caught up .in the magic of the moonlit night -a pretty graceful speech from him, a sweet gracious surrender from the girl. And this -instead. "I love you." In heaven's name, was he never going to stop saying it? "I want you to believe." Good lord! He recalled that a tel - low novelist, whose love scenes were tillfe sitarrit 13 nasal breathing impaiied ? Does your throat get - husky or clogged? Modern science proves that these symptoms re- sult from run-down health. Snuffs and vapors are irri- tating and useless. The oil -food ire Scott's Emulsion will enrich and enliven the blood, aid nutrition and assist nature to check the inflammation and heal the sensitive membranes. Shan Alcoholic mixtorco• and insist upon SCOTT'S. scare iee tatitM. ......... •••• V•if ... v••••••41... • -111 11.‘' -4114.1.11Apvar.....tid..41.4U.M.=; • r regarded as models by young people suffering the tender passion, had once confessed that be proposed to his wife ou a street car and was accepted just as the conductor handed him his trans- fers. The girl deliberately stopped. There was never less of sweet gracious sur- render in a suffragette hurling a stone through a shopkeeper's window. She eyed Mr. Magee pityingly, and they stood until Mr. Mat caught up with them. "So that's the hermit's shack," said Max, indicating the little wooden hut at which they had arrived. "A tunny 2eeelo. "Why didn't you give it to me last • night?" place. for a guy to bury himself. I should think he'd get to longing for the white lights. and the table d'hotes with red wine." "A very unromantic speech," reprcnne ed the girl. "You should be deeply thrilled at the thought of penetrating the secrets of the hermitage. I AM. Are you, Mr. Magee?" She smiled up at Magee, and he was in that state where he thought that in the blue depths of her eyes he saw the sunny slopes of the islands of the blest. he caught himself in time. He would not be idiot enough to babble it again. He pulled himself together. "I'm going to make you believe in me," he said, with a touch of his old jaunti- ness. Mr. Max was knocking with charac- teristic loudness at the hermit's door. The door of the hermit's abode open- ed before Mr. Max's masterful knock, and the, beardedilttle PeLli armeered en the threshold. He was clad in a pur- ple dressing gown that suggested some woman had picked it. Surely no man ecoouir.dhave fallen victim to that riot of lo "Come in," said the hermit in a tone so colorless it called added attention to the gown. "Miss, you have the chair. You'll have to be contented with that soap box davenport, gentlemen. WHelen" stood facing them in the middle of his hermitage. "We have come to plead"- began Miss Norton, turning ber eyes at their full candle 'power on the hermit's bearded -face. "I beg pardon, miss," interrupted Mr. Peters, "but it ain't any use. I've thought it all out -in the night watches, as the poet says. I came up here to be alone. I can't be a. hermit and a cook -too. I can't and be true to myself. No, you'll have; to accept my resigna- tion, to take effect at once." Be at down on an uncertain cli4a1r end regarded them sorrowfully. His long. well (shaped fingers clutched the cord of the perple gown. "It isn't as though we were asking you to give up the hermit business for good," argued Magee. "It's jnst for a short time -maybe only for a few days. I should think you would wel- come the diversion." ; Mr. Peters shook his head. vigorous- ly. The brown curls waved flippantly about bis shoulders. I "My instincts," he replied, "areaway from the crowd. I explained that to you when we first met, Mr. Magee." "Any man," commented Mr. Max, "ought to be able to strangle his in- stincts for a good. salary, payable in advance." - "You come here," said the hermit with annoyance, "and. you bring with you the sentiments of the outside world -the world 1 have foresworn. Don't do it. I ask you." "I don't.get you," xeflected Mr. Max. "No. pal, I don't quite grab this her- mit game. It ain't human nature, I _ say. Way up here miles from the little 1 brass rail and the sporting extra and other things that make life worth liv- ing. Ws beyond me." _ "I'm not asking your approval," re Children Cry plled the hermit "All* I ask is to be let alone." FOR'FLETCHER'S "Let Me speak," said Miss Norton. 'C A 8 IT' 0 R 1 A 3 "Mr. Peters and. 1 have been friends. 0 you might say. for -three years. it was three years ago my awed eyes -first fell upon him. selling his postcards at the inn. Be was to me then the true ro- mance, the man to wb.om the world means nothing without a certain wo- man at his side. That is whnt he tuts • meant to all the girls who tame to Baldpate. He isn't going to shatter my ideal of him -he isn't going to re- • fuse a lady in distress. You will come for just a little while. won't you. Mr. Peters?" But Peters shook his head again. "I dislike women as a sex," he said, "but I've always been gentle and easy with isolated examples of 'em. 11 ain't my style to turn 'era down. But • this Is asking too much. I'm sorry, but I got to be true to my oath -1 got to be a hermit." ''Maybe." sneered Mr. Max, hire's got good reason for -being a -hermit. May- • be there's brass' buttons and blue uni- forms mixedup itelt" "You comel from the great world of suspicion." answered the hermit, turn- ing reproving eyes upon' him. Your talk is natural. It goes with the life you lead. But It isn't true." "And Mr. Max is the last who should Insinuate." rebuked Mr. Magee. '"Why, only last night be denOunced suspi- cion and bemoaned the fact that there is so much oe it in the world." "Well he might" replied the bermit • "Suspicion is the keynote of modern life, especially in New 'York:: He drew the purple dressing gown Closer about his plump form. "I remember the last time 1 was in the big town seeing a crowd of merrin the grill room of the Hoffman House. One of them. long. lean. like an eel, stooped down and whispered in the ear of a tittle fellow with a diamond horseshoe dese- crating his haberdashery and pointing to another man near by. *No, I won't' • says.tbe man with the diamonds. el don't introduce nobody to nobody. Let every man Play his own game. I say: That's New York. That's the essence of the town. '1 introduce no- body to nobody." -It seems odd," remarked Mr. Ma- gee. "to hear you speak or the time you walked on pavements." - -I haven't always been on Baldpate mountain." replied the hermit. "Onee I, too. paid taxes and wore a derby tint and sat id barbers' chairs. Yes. I at in 'ern 4n Illtlfly WWII% in many meters of thislittle round globe. But that's all Over how." The three vihitors gazed at Mr. Pe- ters with a new interest. "New York." isaid Mr. Max sad. 11 better man -alight nave spoken the • name of the gitl he loved. 'it's a great little Christmas tree. The candles are always burning, and the tinsel pres- ents always look good to me." The hermits jeyes strayed far away down the mountain and beyond, -New York," Maid he, and his tone was that in whidle Max had said the • words, "a great little Christmas tree it is, with fine presents for the reath- ing. Sometimes at night here 1 see it as it was four years ago. 1 see the candles lit on the great white way. I hear the elevated roar and the news- boys shout and 'Diamond Jim" Brady applauding at a 'musical comedy's first night New York!" Mr. Max rose pompously anclpointed a yellow finger at the hermit a Bald-, pate mountain. "I got your' he cried in *triumph. "I'm wise! racrwant to go back." - A half hearted -smile crossed the Visi- ble portion of the hermits face. "I ruess rtn about the poorest liar in the world," he said. • "I never got away with but one lie in my lifemnd that *was only tier, a little while.. It Was a masterpie4.,, while it lasted too. But it was my: only hit as a liar. Usually I fail. as I have failed now. lied when I said I couldn't cook for you because I heed to be true to my hermit's oath. That isn't the reason. I'm afraid." ."Afraid?" ecimed Mr. Magee. "Scared," said Mr. Peters, 'of tempta- tion. Your seventh son of a seventh' son friend here bas read my palm 0. K. 1 want to go back. Not inaethe summer, when the inn blazes like .BroadwaY every- evening, and I cau sit here and listen to the latest comic opera tunes come 'drifting up from the casino and go down and mingle with the muslin brigade any tune I want and see the symPathetic look in theft eyes as they buy tny postale. It ain't then I want to go back. It's when fall comes and the trees on the moun- tain are bare and Quimby locks up the inn and there's only th& wind. and nee on the mountain -then I get the fever. 1 haven't the postcard Jrade to think of -so I think a Ellen and New tork. She's -my wife. New York -it's my town. "That's why I can't come among you to cook. IthIlbe leading me into temptation greater' than I could stand. I'd hear your talk and like as not when you went away I'd shave off this beard and burn the manuscript of 'Woman' and go down into the marts of trade. Last night I walked t e door till 2. I can't stand such temp tioMr.n." Peters' auditors regarded aim in silence. He rose and moved toward the kitchen door. "Now you understand how it Is," he said. "Perhaps you will go and leave me to my baking."' "One minute," objected Mr. Magee, "You spoke of one lie -your Master- piece. We must hear about that." • "It was like this," he begat', "Five years ago I worked for a fruit -COM- pally. and business sent me sliding along the edges of strange Seas and picture book lands. I met little brown men and listened te the soft swish of the banana growing and had an or- chestra seat at a revolution or two. Don't look for a magazine story about overthrown tyrant a or anything like tlint. Ws just a quiet little lie I'M speaking of, told on a quiet little aft- . moon by the sands of a sea as ,blue as Baldpate inn most have been this morning when 1 didn't show up with br*Isittthgeakfast. on those i yellow sands the afternoon 1 speak ha wiaring carpet slippers made for Me by lovingso to speak, hands, I saw Alexander Mo - A Neighbot4--Told .?-rtt • 1. all 1 Pi 'tic -, ........o A.. ' ' '',:rel; Zt:ge?. T WI: .orly t.14Y If you want to know what Gin rills will do for you, just drop a llnt to Mr. 11 A. 'Srorke, at Bellrock, (.)nt. a Ile von what Gin Pills da t for 11111, alt:z.,f he li.;(1 sulereti wuii Kidney trouble for 15 years. lhre ' is his letter: "i suffered tor about 35 year.: with my ISidneys. I could get nothing to help me. The pain went all through' 1111)Yeras balk nnd elVhsaer7tIllodndvcsul- thecalves <'fny lts. Wbezt 1 would - - sit down for a while, I 4Z31111d not straighten up again until I would walk a rod or more. the pain was .to great. A neigliboradvlsed me al take . GIN PILLS. I did so and six boxes cured inc. It is about two and a half 1 years since I fluit taking them. My ; back is all right; no pains arid no more backache. rthki.NPII for it all—they are wwi-th the; r wei t • aps.A.ayoRI.L.S. in gold.): tOe. a box, 6 for $2.50. So U.S.underthenantedGIalie" Trial treatment if you %elite National Drug &Chemical Celt of Canada, Limited, Torten Mann come along. He was tall an straight and young and free, and / envied hhn, for even in those days my, figure would never have done in a clothing advertisement -owing to the heritage of too many table &hetes about the middle. Well, alcalann at tit my, side, and little by littlewitif the sea washing sadlike near by,, 1 got from him the story of bid exile and why. • "I don't need to tell you it was man had sent ,him off for the equato This one's name was Mt.aele, and she worked at a lunch -counter Kansas City. From the young bill of fare description of her 1 gathe ered that she had cheeks like peachili and -cream, but a heart like a lurteili counter doughnut which is hard. "She cast you off?' leaked. "'She threw me down,' said he." - CHAPTER XIV. Falsehood Under: the paints.- , if ELL, it seems he'd bough ticket for that loud efaored country where I met him anal come down there to target. eould.buy the ticket; he said. %ea soon as 1 iearnedehow to pronounce the name of this WWII But I tent fOrget.i, I've tried. It's hopeless' And he ant there lookhig like a Matt whose hest friend had died owing hire money,. X won't go into his emotion Mr.; Bland. up at the inn, is suffering thew at the present moment, - are unimportant; hurry on to the lie. 1 simply say he was some and it seemed to me a erime, WhatiwitN the ,un so bright and the sea se Male anti the world so full of a number of things. Yes, it certainly was a c and 1 decided he had to be ebeer at any cost. How? I thought a gazing up at the sky, and then It c-aind." to me -the lie -the great, glorious item, and I told it." The hermit looked. In defiance round the listening eirela - 'You're cheek full of sorrow now. I said to aleadann, 'but it won't Jong? He shook bis head. *Nous I told tdm. *Look at me.' Iao you Inn me doing a heart !towed down act =el ' der the palms?' And he couldn't, Vet lie unfolding itself ha such splendor to me 'You?' he -asked. *Sisr 1 Sjd& Tea years ago I was where you are , today. A woman had,sOoken to Me - as Mabel -or Marie -or what was it?-' spoke to you: '1 could see I bad the boy interested. I unfolded my story as It oecurred 10 me at the moment 'Yds,' said It ten years ago I saw her first Dancing aa it butterfly dances from flower to flow- er, dancing on the stage -a ferry sprite , -I loved her, worshiped her. It could never be. There in the dark of the wings she told me so. And sbe shed ,a tear -a 'sweet tear of sorrow at par' 1n "1 went to tny room: I told ikte. Mann. 'with a lot of time tables and Steamship booka-blight red boOks; the color came*Off on my -eager hands. I picked out a country and sallell away; Like you, .1 theught I could never be, happy, never Oen smile again. LooK "He looked1 guess my face ra ated bliss.- The Idea vas so' la ne was impressed -I could see It. - supremely' haPPV I' told hime 'I am nov own master. I- wander where I will. No woman teils me etwe hour for going{ out or my hour for coming in. I Wander. For ompanye „ I have. her picture -as I saw her_letat --with twinkling feet that never touched earth, ..Asi the spirit moves •Z go. You can mere the memory of woman he ft diereh, Any_ boy, but it takes„ two months to get the real ar1104 started, and them like as not, she'* forgot everything of importance. Eveg - thought of that You should. Y.ott* going to be as happy as tam. Stale me. Reflect? I waved my slippered feet toward the palms, eked cetteinly made an Impression - Alexander MeMaola To be continued in our ne Childien FOR FLETCHER? CAST17), _mem