The Comfort
Gate-way ] Service
Route of Safety
To Yukon Territory, Atlin District
Interior Alaska
During the winter season of 1916-17 our regular train service will
be maintained North and South Bound between Skaguay
and Whitehorse, trains leaving both terminals Mondays,
Wednesdays and Fridays.
WINTER STAGE SERVICE
Our Through Mail, Passenger and Freight Service will be oper
ated between Whitehorse and Dawson, affording every possible
facility for comfortable winter travel by means of a
Thoroughly Equipped Stage and Automobile Line
For full information apply to
C. W. CASH
Supt. Mail Service Dept.
WHITEHORSE. Y. T.
-OR
612 Seconl
A. F. ZIPF
Traffic Manager
Ave., SEATTLE. Wash.
Whits Pass & Yukon Route
TIME TABLE No. 38.
Monday, Wednesday and Thmsday
.No. 2, 8. Bound
1st Cl«sn
Arrives 3:50 p. in.
Leaves 2:20 p. ni.
" 1:30 p. m.
" 12:50 p. m.
" 10:48 a. m.
" 8:00 a. m.
Pasaengera must be at depot li time to have Baggage in*
•pected and checked. Inspection is atopped SO minutes before
tearing time of trains.
150 pound* of baggage will be checked free with each full
fare tick** and 75 pounds with each half fare ticket.
No. 1, N. Bound
1st Class
8:30 a. m. Leaves
11:05 a. m. M
11:45 a. m. **
12:40 p. nj. M
2:20 p. m. "
4:50 p. m. Arrives
1 J . tJ i <
SKAGWAV
WHITE PASS
LOO CABIN
BENNETT
CARIBOU
\VH 1TSHORSE
Relieves CATARRH of;
the
BLADDER;
and ail
Discharges ia
mhours:
Each c&pcole be&n (be 1
rruueCJ* /^N
Bevmrf (MIQY
counterfoils. \j
system and printing
Don't put it off, but order your
prints* now vjiichl you will need
when you put In your new1 system.
The Daily :Alaska<n. job department
is b^'ter equipped than 'eY«T to do
you-r work. Prices'right and work
promptly executed. tf.
Take the "MILWAUKEE"
On your next trip to the East
Electrification if its main line ovc^r the bacli|iOtoej of
the Continent has elinJiiated «U soot, sinokjs juxd cin
ders permitting an imoli.slnictegl view of the m^ignifi
oewt panoiam.ns through the Bitter Roots and Ilockj^
E. J. Shaw, f Skagway
H. G. Weir 1 Agents
A. E, Harris, T. P. A.
Juneau Alaska
Chicago, Milwaukee and St Paul Railway
Love
By
EARL DERR DIGGERS
Author ol
SEVEN KEYS TO BALDPATE
Copyright, I9U, Ihe Bobbs-Merrill
Company
SYNOPSIS
Owen Jephson insures Lord Harrow by
{hat Cynthia Meyrlck shall not change
her mind about marrying him. Richard
Minot, a clerk, is sent to Florida to save
the policy.
Minot tries to board the yaclit Llleth, on
which Harrowby left for Florida, and Is
thrown ovorboard. lie leaves on the Palm
Beach special.
On the train at Jacksonville Minot
meets a beautiful girl. «Ale falls In love
with her. She proves to be Cynthia Mey
rlck.
Cynthia Meyrlck tells Minot she Is to
marry Lord Harrowby in a week. Henry
Trimmer, an advertising specialist, tells
Minot he'll bust up tli» wedding.
Trimmer produces another man, who
Bays he is the real Lord Harrowby. Minot
overhears a conversation which convinces
him that Martin Wall, Harrowby's friend,
is a Jewel thief.
At a house party Chain Lightning's col
lar. a Harrowby jewel, Is stolen from
Miss Meyrlck. Lor.l Harrowby admits the
theft and gives Minot the Jewel.
Trimmer again produces the man he
claims to be the real Lord Harrowby.
Minot plans to kidnap aboard the yacht
Lileth Trimmer's Lord Harrowby.
Gabrielle Rose, an actress and an old
flame of Lord Harrowby's, arrives in
San Marco. So do two newspaper men.
who get a Job on Gonzale's paper.
Tho two newspapeFmen, unaware that
they are on a blackmailing sheet, got big
salaries. Minot cleverly gets Gabrielle
Rose out of town.
Minot goes to the newspaper o.Hco and.
after convincing the newsnappr men that
they are working for a blackmailer, ob
tains possession of Harrowby's letters to
the actress.
In a kidnnrlng of Trimmer's Lord Har
rowby there Is a scuffle, and Minot loses
Chain Lightning's collar. I: is returned
with a note from Martin V.'all.
Tt::i.:tier r"'.-;i.r«» t~a fake Lord Har
rov.lv for u.i i.mrvlcw with tho Mey
ric!i nliV.1 tV.iier. After ilia Interview
Spe'i or Me;, rick ngaln declares the wed
Ing off
When Lord Harrowby suddenly leaves
town Minot, convinced thnt he Is a fake
lord, confessi-3 his love to C.vnthla Mey
rlck. The real George Harrowby appears.
George Harrowby exposes the fake Lord
Harrowby. and nothing seems likely to
prevent the wedding of the real Lord
Harrowbv and Miss Meyrlck.
CHAPTER XVi.
Padc'ock In Trouble.
/ji r-j TSS MEYRICK slrolled away.
IVI | out upon :i little balcony open
1 JLi int; oi^ tll° diu,1,e room- Sho
* ' stood gazing down nt the wav
ing fronds In tlio courtyard six stories
below. if only that fouutain down
there were I'once dc Leon's! But It
wasn't. Tomorrow she must put youth
behind. She must ;o far from the
country sl:e love-.I—did she care enough
for that? Strangely enough, burning
tears tilled her eyes. Hot revolt surged
Into her heart. She stood looking
down
Meanwhile the oilier members of the
dinner party were f athering with ten
drr solicitude about their hostess In
the ballroom beyond. Dick Miuot,
hopeless, glum, stalked moodily among
them. Into the crowd drifted Jack
Paddock, his sprightly air noticeably
lacking, his eyes worried, dreadful.
"For the love of heaven." Minot
asked, as they stepped together Into a
secluded corner, "what ails you?''
"Be gentle with me, boy," said Pad
dock unhappily. "I'm In a horrible
mess. The graft. Dick—the good old
graft. It's over and done with now."
"What do you mean?"
"It happened last night after our
wild chase of Ilarrowby—I was fussed
—excited—I prepared two sets of re
partee for my two customers to use
tonight"—
"Yes?"
"I always make carbon copies to re
fer to myself just before the stuff Is to
be used. A few minutes ngo I took
out my copies. Dick! I sent the same
repartee to both of them!"
In spite of his own troubles, Minot
laughed.
"Mirth, eh?" said Paddock grimly. "I
can't see It that way. Anyway, this
is my last appearance on any stage as
a librettist. Kindly omit flowers."
And Mr. Paddock drifted gloomily
away.
"While the servants were passing
cocktails on gleaming trays, Minot
found the door to the balcony and
stepped outside. A white wraith flitted
from the shadows to his side.
"Mr. Minot," said a soft, scared little
voice.
"Miss Meyrlek," began Minot hur-'
riedly, "I'm very glad to have a mo
ment alone with you. I want to apolo
gize—for last night. I was mad. I did
Harrowby a very palpable wrong. I'm
very ashamed of myself as I look back.
Can I hope that you will—forget—all 1
said?"
She did not reply, but stood looking
down at the palms far below.
"Can I hope that you will forget—
and forgive?"
She glanced up at him. and her eyes
shone in the dusk.
"I can forgive," she said softly, "bat
I can't forget Mr.—Mr. Minot"—
1
"What—what—19—woman's greatest
privilege?"
Something In the tone of her voice
sent a cold chill sweeping through Mi
nd's very soul. lie clutched the rail
for support.
"If—if you'd answer," said the girl,
"it would make it easier for''—
Aunt Mary's generous form appeared
In the doorway.
"Oh, there you are, Cynthia. You
are keeping the duchess' dinner wait
ing."
Cynthia Meyrlck joined her aunt
Minot stayed behind a moment Be
low him Florida swam in the azure
night What had the girl been about
to say?
Pulling himself together, he went In
side and learned that he was to take In
to dinner a glorious blond bridesmaid.
When they were seated he found that
Miss Meyrick's face was hidden from
him by a profusion of Florida blos
soms. He was glad of that. He want
ed to think—think.
A few others were thinking at that
table, Mrs. Bruce and the duchess
among them. Mrs. Bruce was men
tally rehearsing. The duchess glanced
at her.
"The wittiest woman in San Marco,"
thought the hostess. "Bah!"
Mr. Taddoek meanwhile was toying
unhappily with his food. He had little
to say. The attractive young lady he
had taken in had already classified him
as a bore. Most unjust of the attrac
tive young lady.
"It's lamentable, really." Mrs. Bruce
was speaking. "Even in our best so*
clety conversation has given way to
'the turkey trot Our wits are in our
feet. Where once people talked art,
music, literature — now they tango
madly. It really seems"—
"Everything you say is true," inter
rupted the duchess blandly. "I some
times think the race of the future will
be—a trotting race."
Mrs. Bruce started perceptibly. Her
eyes lighted with fire. She had been
working up to this line, and the co
incidence was passing strange. She
glared at the hostess. Mr. Paddock
studied his plate intently.
"I for one," went on the Duchess of
Lismore, "do not dance the tango or
tho turkey trot. Nor am I willing to
take tho necessary- steps to learn
them."
A little ripple ran round the table—
tho ripple that up to now had been
tho exclusive privilege of Mrs. Bruce.
That lady paled visibly. She realized
that there was no coincidence here.
"It seems too bad too," she said, fix
ing the hostess firmly with an angry
eye. "Because women could have the
world at their feet if they'd only keep
their feel still long enough."
It was the turn of the duchess to
start, and start she did. As ono who
could not believe her ears, she stared
at Mrs. Bruce. Tho "wittiest hostess
in San Marco" was mllitantly under
way.
"Women are not what they used to
be,'' she continued. "Either they are
mad about clothes, or they go to the
other extreme and harbor strange
ideas about the vote, eugenics, what
not. In fact the sex reminds mo of
the typo of shop that abounds in a
small town—its specialty is dry goods
and notions."
TIio duchess pushed away a plate
which had only that moment been set
before her. She regarded Mrs. Bruce
with the eye of Mrs. Pankhurst face
to face with a prime miniate-.
"We are hardly kind to our sex," she
said, "but I must say I agree with
you. And the extravagance of wom
en! Half the women of my ac
quaintance wear gorgeous rings on
their lingers, while their husbands
wear blue rings about their eyes."
Mrs. Bruce's face was livid.
"Madam!" she said through her
teeth.
"What is it?" asked the duchess
sweetly.
They sat glaring at cach other. Then
with one accord they turned to glare
at Jack Paddock.
Mr. Paddock, prince of assurance,
was blushing furiously. He stood the
"What—whfit is woman's greatest priv
ilege?"
combined glare as long as he could,
then he looked up into the night.
"How—how close the stars seem,"
he murmured faintly.
It was noted afterward that Mrs.
Bruce maintained a vivid silence dur-.
ing the remainder of that dinner. The
duchess, on the contrary, wrung from
her purchased lines every possibility
they held.
And in that embattled setting Mr.
Minot sat, deaf to the delicous lisp of
the debutante at his gide. What .was
! womana gretrterr pnviiege? Wftan t
It
I His forehead grew damp. His knees
j trembled beneath the table. "Jeph
! son—Thacker. Jephson—Thacker," he
said over and over to himself.
After dluner when the added guests
Invited by the duchess for the dance
crowded the ballroom Iflnot encoun
tered Jack Paddock. Mr. Paddock
was limp and pitiable.
"Ever apologize to an angry wom
an?" ho asked. "Ever try to expostu
late with a storm at Eoa? I've had It
out with Mrs. Bruce—offered to do any
thing to atone. She Paid the best
thing I could do would be to disappear
from San Marco. She's right. Pm
going. This Is my exit from the but
terfly life. And I don't intend to say
goodby to the duchess, either."
"I wish I could go with you." said
Mlnot sadly.
"Well, come along."
"No. I—I'll stick It out. See you
later."
Mr. ruddock sllpi>ed unostentatiously
away in the direction of the elevutor.
On a dais hidden by palms the orctaes
tra began to play softly.
"You haven't aRked to sec my card,"
said Cynthia Meyrick at Mlnot's side.
lie smiled a wan smile and wrote
his name opposite No. 5. She drifted
away. The music became louder, ris
ing to the bright stars themselves.
The dances that had furnished so
much bitter conversation at table be
gan to break out. Mlnot hunted up
the balcony and stood gazing miser
ably down at fairyland below.
There Miss Meyrick found him when
the fifth dance was imminent.
"Is it customary for girls to pursue
their partners?" she inquired.
"I'm sorry," he said weakly. "Shall
we go in?"
"It s so—so glorious out here.
He sighed a si»h of resignation. He
turned to her.
"You nsked me what is woman's
greatest privilege," he said.
"Yes."
"Is it—to change her mind?"
She looked timidly into his eyes.
"It is,'' she whispered faintly.
The most miserably happy man in
history, he gasped.
"Cynthia! It's too late—you're to be
married tomorrow. Do you mean—
you'd call it all off now—at the last
minute?"
She nodded her head, her eyes on the
ground.
"My God!" he moaned and turned
away.
"It would be all wrong to marry
Harrowby," she said faintly. "Because
I've come to—I—oh, Dick, can't you
see?"
"See! Of course I see!" He clinched
his fists. "Cynthia, my dearest"—
Below him stretched six stories of
open space. In his agony he thought
of leaping over the rail—of letting that
be his answer. But, no, it would dis
arrange thinsrs so. It might even post
pone the wedding!
"Cynthia," ho groaned, "you can't
understand. It mustn't be. I've given
my word. I can't explain, I can never
explain. But, Cynthia—Cynthia"—
Back in the shadow the girl pressed
her hands vo hpr burning cheeks..
"A strange Tove—yours," sfie said.
"A love that blows hot and cold."
"Cynthia, that Isn't true. I do lov®
you"—
"Please! Please let us forget" She
stepped Into the moonlight, fine, brave,
smiling. "Do we—dance?"
"Cynthia!" ho cried unhappily. "If
you only understood"—
"I think I do. The music has stop
ped. Harrowby has the nest dance.
He'd hardiy think of looking for me
here."
She was gone. Minot stood alone on
the balcony. lie was dazed, blind,
trembling. He had refused the girl
without whom life could never be
worth while. Refused her to keep the
faith!
He entered upon the bright scene In
side, slipped unnoticed to the elevator
and, still dazed, descended to the lob
by. He would walk in the moonlight
until his senses wero regained. Near
the main door of the De la Pax he
ran into Henry Trimmer. Mr. Trim
mer had a newspaper In his hand.
"What's the matter with the women
nowadays?" be demanded Indignantly.
Minot tried in vain to push by him.
"Seen what those London suffragettes
have done now ?" And Trimmer point
ed to a headline.
"What have they done?" asked Mi
not
"Done? They put dynamite under
' the statue of Lord Nelson In Trafalgar
square and blew It sky high. It fell
over into the Strand"—
"Good!" cried Minot wildly. "Good!
I hope it smashed the whole of Lon
don!" And, brushing aside the star
tled Trimmer, he went out Into the
night.
(Continued tomorrow)
I
Saturday ^ is Camdy Day at Brown,
lug's. ' H-23-2t. |
THE REAL TEST 4
Of Hcrplcide 7s In Glvlna It a Thor»
ocgU TrlcL
There is only one tost by which to
Judge o£ the efficiency of any article
and that is \.y Its ability to do that
which it Is intended to do. Many hair
vigors may look nice and smell nice,
•ut the point is—do th?y eradicate Dan
Iruff and stop falling hair?
No, they do not. but Hcrplcide does,
•ecause It gees to the root of the evil
r.d 1:111s the germ that attacks the
apiila from whence the hair gets its
.re.
i,ett:™3 from prominent people every
Iiero are daily proving that Newbro's
.lerplcice stands the "test of use."
It is a delightful dressing1, clear, purs
ind frco from oil or grease.
Sold b" ieadiner druggists. Sond "V:. in
tamps for rample to The Herpiclde Co..
Detroit. Mich.
At all Drug Stores
Orne Dollar bottle, guaranteed.
GENTLEMEN—We offer you Har
mony Pipe 'Blend as the 'neyreet
discovery in the art ofi blending
tobaccos. 15c, in -the craam-col
ored-nut-brewn tin. 'Keller Broa.
IV.-ux Company, Tobacco Counter.
(Subscribe for tlifi Dally Alas!kftn)
Pack Train Restaurant
The Delmonico of Alaska
CHARLEY-^>t—^ctJOHN'
Karaman & Clecak
PROPRIETORS
W here Yon C*n Get What Yoa Desire Cooked as it Should Be
We Moke a Specialty of Banquets ami Private Dinner Parties.
A Refined and Comfortable place for a Supper After the Show
or dance—-Senrfee in Oozy Private Booths if Desired.
Get "More Money" for your Foxes
Black. Silver, Cross, Red, White and Blue, Lynx,
Bear, Marten tod otber Far bearers collected In yoor lection
SHIP YOUR FtTRS DIRECT to "SHURERT" the largest
tuxise In the World dealing exclusively In NOBTB AMERICAN RAW FUSS
a reliable—responsible—safe Fur House with an unblemished rep
utation existing for "more than a third of a century," a lone suc
cessful record of sending Fur Shippers prompt.SATISFACTORY
AND PROFITABLE returns. Write for "(Etlt febubrrt fttHPStr."
the only reliable, accurate market report and price list published.
Writ® for it—NOW—it's FREE «J
A. B. SHUBERT, Inc.
00 EAST via.
PRINCE RUPERT
ON THE LUXURIOUS TRAINS OP THE
GR ANDTRUNK PACIFIC RAILWAY
The Grand [/.Trunk Pacific Steamship "Prince Rupert"
Leaves Skagway every Monday at 11 A. M. and
Connects at Prince-Rupert with the Grand Trunk Pacific
Travel Via "THE SHORTEST ROUTE TO THE EAST"
Save two days on a trip to Eastern Canada or the Central or
Eastern States
Modern Equipment, Electric Lighted Standard and Tourist
Sleeping Cars, Excellent Dining Car Service, Meals-a la Carte
Reservation and Pull Particulars Cheerfully Furnished, by
J. D. McAuley, W. G. Powell
Trav. Prt. & Pass. Agent. Agent
Juneau Skagway
Order Your Printing Now
I