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Mrs. W. H. Reagan and daught
er were El Dorado visitors last
Saturday.
John Russell and T. A. White
were at El Dorado last Saturday
on business.
Tim McPherson of New London
was in Huttig Tuesday enroute to
Camp No. 3.
Store Manager D. M. Clown'ey
was a business visitor to Shreye
port this week.
Mrs. J. H. Williams visited wiTh
M's. W. F. Stripling and other
friends at Cecil, La., this week.
Mrs. W. T. Sehon and children
of Sadie. La., visited with relatives
here last Saturday and Sunday.
The editor and wife spent last
Sunday with her parents, Mr. and
Mrs. R. T. Carter, at New London.
Gerdie Harris, who is now living
near Monroe, was here Friday at
tending the funeral of his brother.
Winifred.
F. T. Carroll was at Vicksburg
Miss., this week taking a civil serv
ice examination for a position with
the government.
Rev. J. R. Rushing preached all
Griffin last Sunday morning and at;
Norphletlast Sunday night, return- j
ing home Monday.
Mrs. Thos. W. Nettles of Cou- j
shatta. La., is the guest of her1
sister, Mrs D. M Clowney, and
w'll remain tor a couple of weeks j
The regular monthly meeting of i
the board of stewards of the Meth- j
odist church was postponed from
last Monday until next Monday
evening.
Be sure and come out to the
church Friday night, February 7.
at 7:30 o’clock to hear Prof. J. L.
Bond speak on tue Educational
Needs of Arkansas.
Mrs. F. O. Mahony and children
left Friday for Fayetteville for a
month's visit with her father.
They were accompanied as far as
Little Rock by the doctor.
Herman Gibson, who got one of
the bones is his leg broken a few
weeks ago, is getting along fine and
all his friends will be glad when he
is able to be out with them again.
Dr. F. 0. Mahony has gone to
New Orleans to take a month's
post-graduate course at Tulanej
University. He has changed his
mind about moving to El Dorado
and will again take up his practice
here after March 1.
A P. Reynold of El Dorado, farm
demonstrator for Union county,
was here last Friday and made a
talk at Harper Springs school to
interest the boys in the corn and
cotton club movement. He se
cured the promise of four boys to
join the club if their parents were
willing.
A number of the Odd Fellows
stormed the Rebekahs last Mon
day night, light refreshments were
served, consisting of ambrosia,
cake and coffee. To say that it
was highly appreciated and though
ly enjoyed by all present would in
deed mildly express it.
No Calomel Necessary.
The injurious effect and unpleas
antness of taking calomel is done
away with by Simmon's Liwr
Purifier, the mildest known liver
medicine, vet the most, thorough in
action. Put up u yellow tin boxes
F. i -e 25c Tri-d once, always
used. adv
The Woman’s Home Mission so
ciety met last Monday afternoon
with Mrs. E. E. Buchanan with
seventeen members and five visit
ors present. After an interesting
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devotional service the hostess
served a dainty plate luncheon and
a most pleasant social hour was
enjoyed by all present.
Office Hours on Sunday 8 to
10 a. m.. 2 to 4 p. m., at night
by special appointment,
adv Rr. Rushing. Dentist.
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You will find on sale at the
Union Saw Mi! company store,
the Union hotel and Bell's cream
parlor four different local post card
views in colors. If these sell well
the publisher expects to add sev
eral other views to the list. They
will be sold at two for five cent"
At the regular meeting Saturday
night C. P. Pryor and J. C. Bridges
were elected as representatives of
Sweet Bay Gamp No. 411. to the
Head Camp of the Woodmen |
World which will be held at 1
Hot Springs in March. C. A Mc
Cormick and M. H. Claybaugh
were elected alternates and Dr. F.
O. Mahony camp physician.
Sheriff J. M. Wallace, ex-officio
tax collector, and his deputy. T. W.
Williams, were here last Friday and
Saturday collecting taxes and did
a fair business, but at that in their
entire rounds they will collect less
than 5 per cent of the taxes due
the county, which leads us to be
lieve that sending them around tc
the people is really a loss to the
county, unless a penalty should be
imposed upon tnose who fail to pay
cn those dates. All should re
member that they must be paid by
April 10 or a penalty will be at
tached them.
Itching Piles.
I want you to know how much
good your Hunt’s Cure has done
I me. I had suffered with Itching
| P.les fifteen years, and when I was
traveling through Texas a man tola
me of your Hunt's Cure. I got a
50c box and it cured me.
John Bradley.
adv Caney. Kans.
W. J. Baker of Union county1
was the recipient of a pardon from
Gov. Joe T. Robinson recently.
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He was sent up for selling liquor <
without a license. He has been
working on the public roads since
September. It was represented to
the governer that Baker has a
large family dependent upon him
and that its members are in desti
tute circumstances.
Ike Dupois and Frank Lavalle.
accompanied by Rob Renois of St
Louis. Mo., who is here visiting
them, took upon themselves to
dr've all the wild ducks in these
parts further south, and when they
arrived at a slough near the home
of Augustus McLemore decided
that wagon transportation was too
slow, so they undertook to swim to
their destination. Frank being a
little game in one foot, couldn't
keep up with the rest of the gang
so quit the drive and returned
home.
Sprained Bark.
Sprained back and sore muscles |
throw off their soreness when
Hunt's Lightnig Oil is applied. For
releiving pain of any kind there is;
nothing better, and those people
who have tried it for Neuralgia
and Rheumatism are loud in its
praise. For wire cuts Hunt's
Lightning O'l is especially fine as it
takes away the infiamation and
causes rapid healing. 25c and 50c
bottles. adv
Everybody has a hobby, doing
the right kind of job work is our.
Catarrh Cannot Ea Cured
with LOCAL. APPLICATION'S, ns they
cannot roach the sent of the disease. Ca
tarrh Is a blood cr constitutional disease,
and in order to cure it you must take In
ternal remedies. Hall's Catarrh Cure is
taken Internally, ar.d acts directly up. n
the blood ar.d mrous surfoe. s. Hall's
Catarrh Cure i; r t a quack medic no. It
was prescrib'd by no of t' ■ best phy
sicians la tills country f r w im and is
a rcTiil’.r pr-•scrip:Ion. It Is -'ompoj.-l of
the bu t tonics known, combined with t‘ ■
best blood p rill r.n. •• tir.-t directly on t ■
mucous surface:!. T ■ perfect r •■••obin -
tion of the two Inrroillcrtfs Is what pro
duces such wonderful royal's in curing
catarrh • 'end for testimonials, free.
F. .1. CHENEY & CO.. Props.. Tel do, O.
f ■] (v price 7,"e.
Take Ball's Family l’ihs for constipation.
Adv.
by ANNA KATHARINE G8EEN
. AUTHOR OF “THE L3AVENWORTH C\SL"
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ILLUSTRATIONS BY
CHARLES A/. ROSSER
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SYNOPSIS.
CHAP'PKR T C* 'nrcp Arv’prcnn an
«’1f» si t a rt*rn rl> able niHn » • m or
the < N-rna nt hot* !, look around f * r *dy
wash his hands: in the snow and pass on
Commotion aUraers them to tlv cievmoo
v.'h* i* it is t«m;rd that the b< autiful M
Edith Cluil! 'tier has fallen dead on tht
rri* 7zmipr floor.
CM vPTER II—Anderson describes the
ma: he saw wash his ' a rids in the snow
Ti t hotel mann?f*r declares him to b*
Ori^n^o. Rrothor^on..
-rl \ PT’“It TIT T’nyshdans find that
> C} -lionet v as stabbed and not s! ot
v ft i ids to <1* ar Broth- rson o? sus
picion.
CMAI'TKR fv--Or1 e. an n«rcd d^tec- |
ti\*. and Sw»- water ids ..ssi-lant
up the ease They believe Miss Challone* ;
statue V»,,T~*?<~‘lf.
v'TT.*:'" , .", VT - A paper cutter foun* ;
near the so in- of tragedy is believed t« |
b* the weapon used.
'■|h\ PTKR VI Mr Challoner tell** of n
bateh of letters found in his daughter*
desk, signed with Initials strung to him
All are love letters < \«*epi one whirl
shows that the writer was d5sp»eased
CHAPTKR VTT—This letter w.i« -limed |
bv Orlando Brotherson. The others bore .
R' dtials which had to the conclusion that j
rotbernon wrote all of them.
niAf’T KR VIII \nd*:son Roes with j
Sweetwater to Identify Brotherson. who
is to address a meeting of anarchists j
The place is raided by flic police and ;
Brotherson escapes vhlvout being identl
fie d.
f'HAPtFR TX Brotherson If found 11 v- i
Insr in a tenement under the name of j
Dunn. JI £ is an inventor.
CIIA PTKK X Brotherson tells the cor
oner of his acquaintance with Miss Ch d
loner and how she repulsi <1 him with
ta-'ifn when he off*'red her his love
CHAI’T f:R X T S\v* ct v ater r«*w'Is the
mystery of the murder of a washerwom
an in wh!ch some details were similar tr
1b* Challoner affair. Bm,: ' rson was a
t'-nant of the budding adjoining the on*
In which the woman died.
CHAfTlTTi 7,” r'm? ' i' comparison of
the two oases spurs Orvce ami Sweetwa
ter to renewed activity
CHAPTER XIII Challoner admits tvs ;
daughter was deeply interested, if not in j
love with Brotherson.
CHAPTER XIV-Brotherson Rives the
police a plausible explanation of his con
duct. flryee and Sweetwater are Riven
per-missrinn to pursue their investigations
IndepencU ntly.
r’H APTER XV Sweet water plans to
disguise himself as a carpenter and seek j
IodRings in ti»e same building with Broth
ers* <n.
CHAPTER X VI -H< watches the inven
toi hi work at night anH is detected by
the lat**‘r. The (Jotect '• ve moves to a
room adjoining Rrotherson’s.
■'ir you go up Tlonry street it's like
ly enough that you’ve seen me not
once, but many times. I'm the fellow
who works at th° bench next the win
dow in Schuper’s repairing shop. Ev
erybody knows ine.”
“I’ve seen you. I’ve seen you some
where else than In Schuper'a shop.
L)o you remember me'.’”
"No, sir; I’m sorry to be imperlite
but I don’t remember you at all.
Won't you sit down? It's not very
cheerful, but I'm so glad to get out of
the room I was in last night that this
looks all right to ine. Hack there,
oth^r building,” he whispered. ”1
didn't know, and took the room which
bad a window in it; hut—” The stop
was significant; so was his smile,
which hr.d a touch of sickliness in it.
as well as humor.
But Brotherson was not to he
caught.
"I saw you,” said he. "You were
standing in the window overlooking
the court. You were not sleeping
then. I suppose you know that a
woman died in that room?”
“Yes; they told me so this morn
ing.”
“Was that the first you'd Ward of
it?”
“Pure!” The word almost jumped
at tlie questioner. “Do you suppose i
I'd have taken the room if—”
Ilut here <lie intruder, with a dis
dainful grunt, turned and went out.
disgust in every feature—plain, un
mistakable, downright disgust, ard
nothing more!
This waB what gave Sweetwater
ills second bad night: this and a e< r
tain discovery he made. He had court
ed on hearing what went on in the
neighboring room through the parti
tion running back of his own closet, j
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Eleven o’clock! Twelve o'clock! No
Change on Brotherson’s Part.
But he could hear nothin;;, unless it
was the shutting down of a window,
a loud sneeze, or the rattling of coals
as they were put on the tire. And i
these possessed no significance. What
he wanted \tas to catch the secret
sigh, the muttered wg; the involun
tary movement. He w ,-..> fur re
moved from this man still.
How should lie manage to get near
er him—at the door of his mind—of
his heart? Sweetwater stared all
night from his miserable cot into the
darkness of that separating closet,
and with no result. His task looked
hopeless; no wonder that he could get
no rest.
Next morning he felt ill, but he rose
nil the same, and tried to get hie own
breakfast. He had but partially suc
ceeded and was sitting on the edge of
his bed in wretched discomfort, when
dse very m; n he was thinking ot ap
peared at his door.
“I’ve come to see how you are, '
said Hrotheruon. “I noticed that you
didn't look well last night. Won’t you
come in and share my pot of coffee?"
"I—1 can’t eat," mumbled Sweet
water, for once in his life thrown j
completely off his balance. “You're
very kind, b>-1 I'll manage till right.
1 d rather. I’m not quite dressed, you
see, and I must get to the shop.’’
Then he thought—“What an opeor
funity-I’m losing. Have 1 any right
to turn tail because he plays his game .
from the outset with trumps'? No.
ve a small trump somewhere about
me to lay on this trick. It isn’t an
e, but it’ll show I'm not chicane."
And smiling, though not with his
usual cheerfulness, Sweetwater added, j
“Is the eoffee all made’’ I might take
a drop of that, liut you mustn't ask
rne to eat—I just couldn’t.”
“Yes, the coffee Is made and it isn't
bud either. You'd better put on your
coat; the hall’s draughty.” And wait
ing till Sweetwater did so, he led the
way back to his own room. Brother
son’s manner expressed perfect ease,
Sweetwater's not. He knew himself
changed in looks, in bearing, in feel
ing, cypn; but was he changed enough
to deceive this man on (he very spot
where they had confronted each other
a few days before in a keen moral
struggle?
“I’m going out myself today, so
we’ll have to hurry a bit,” was Broih
erson’s first remark as they seated
themselves at table. “Do you like your
coffee plain or with miik in if?”
“Plain. Gosh! what pictures!
Where do you get ’em? You must
have u lot of coin.” Sweetwater was
staring at the row of photographs
mostly of a very high order, tael:- d
(long the wall separating the two
rc-oms. They were unframed, hut they
were mo Gy copies of great pictures,
and the effect was rather imposing in I
contrast to the shabby furniture nnd
the otherwise homely fi1 tings.
"Yes, I’ve enough for (hat. kind of
thing,” was his host’s reply. But the
lone was reserved, and Sweetwater
d'd not presume again along this line.
Instead, he looked well at the hooks
oiled upon the shelves under these
photographs, and wondered aloud at
their number and at the man who
could v. aste such a lot of time in read
ing them. But he made no more di
rect remarks.
Yet there was one cheerful moment.
It was when he noticed the careless
way in which those books were ar
ranged upon their shelves An idea
had come to him. He hid his relief
in his cup, as he drained the last
drops of the coffee, which really
tasted better than he expected.
When he returned from work that
afternoon it was with an auger und r
his coat and a conviction which led
him to empty out the contents of a
small phial which lie took down from
a shelf. He had told Mr. Grvce that
he was eager for the business because
of its difficulties, but that was when
he was feeling fine and up to any
game which might come his way. Now
he felt weak and easily discouraged
Thi.. would not do. He must regain
his health at all hazards, so he poured
out the mixture which had given him
such a sickly air. This done and a
rude supper eaten, he took up his
auger. He had heard Mr. Brother
son's step go by. Hut next minute
he laid it down again in gr°at haste
and flung a newspaper over it. Mr
Brotherson was coming back, hie
stopped at I; is door, h, d knocked anti
must be let in.
"You’re better this evening,” he
heard in those kindly tones which so
confute d and irritated Id n.
“Yes,” was the surly admission.
Then Mr. Brotherson passed on. and
Sweetwater listened till lie was sun
that ids too attentive neighbor hud
really gone down the three flights
between h’m and the street. Then he
took lit) ltis auger again and shut
Iiimseif up in his closet.
There v.vs noth’ng peculiar about
this closet. It was just an ordin rv
on. -> wi'h drawers and shelves on one
side, and an open space on the other
lor the hanging up of clothes. Very
few clothes hung there at present;
but it was in tills portion of the closet
that he sto”T'od and began to try the
wall of Brctherson’s room, with the
butt end of the tool he carried.
The sound seemed to satisfy him,
for very soon he was boring a hole
at a point exactly level v.<th his e-r.
"Neat as well as useful," was the
Fuy comment with which Sweetwater
rurveyed his work, then laid his ear
to the hole. Whereas previously he
< Id barely hear the rntrling of coals
f'om the coal-scuttle, he was now able
to catch the sound of an ash falling
i:ifo the ash-pit.
Hi;, next move was to test the depth
of the partition by inserting his finger
in the hole he made. He found it
shopped by some obstacle before it
l ad reached half Its length, and anx
ious to satisfy himself of the nature
of the obstacle, he gently moved the
tip of ha. finger to and fro over what
was certainly the edge of a book.
This proved that his calculations
had been correct and that the open
ing so accessible on his side, was
complete 1y v< iled on the other by the
hooks he had seen packed on the
shelves. He had even been careful
to assure himself that all the vol
um s at this exact point stood far
enough forv; .rd lo afford room behind
them for the chips and plaster he
r ust necessarily push through with
his auger, and also—important consid
eration—for the free passage of the
sounds by which lie hoped to profit.
But it was days before he could
trust himself so far. Meanwhile tin ir
acquaintance ripened, chough with no
very satisfactory results. The detec
tive found himself led into telling sto
ries of his early home-life to keep
pace with the man who always had
something of moment and solid in
terest to impart. This was undesir
able, for instead of calling out a cor
responding confidence from Brother- j
son, tt oniy seemed to make his con
versation more coldly impersonal.
In consequence. Sweetwater sudden
ly found himself quite well and one !
evening, when he was sure that his
neighbor was nr home, he slid softly
into his closet arid laid his ear to the
opening lie had made there. The re
sult was unexpected. Mr. Brotherson
whs pacing the floor, and talking solt
ly to himself.
At first, the cadence and full mu
sic of the tones conveyed nothing to
our far from literary detective. The
victim of his secret machinations was
expressing himself in words, words—
that was the point which counted
with him. But as lie listened longer
and gradually took in the sense of
f
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This Proved That Hi3 Calculations '
Had Been Correct.
these words, his heart went down
lower and lower till it reached his
boots. His inscrutable and ever dis
appoint ins neighbor was not indulg
ing in sclt-conimuiilngs of any kind.
He was reciting poetry, and what was
worse, poetry which he only half re
membered and was trying to recall—
an incredible occupation for a man
weighted with a criminal secret.
Sweetwater was disgusted, and was
withdrawing in high indignation from
his vantage-po'nt when something oc
curred of a startling enough nature to
hold him whore he was in almost
breathless expectation.
The hole which in the darkness of
the closet wrs always taintly visible,
even when the light was not very
strong In thp adjoining room, had |
suddenly become a bright and shining1
loop-hole, with a suggestion of move- I
ment in the space beyond. The book I
which had hid this hole on Brother- j
son's side had been taken down—the !
one book in all those hundreds whose j
removal threatened Sweetwater’s
schemes, if not himself.
For an instant the thwarted detec
tive listened for the angry shout or
the smothered oath which would nat
urally 'o'.low the discovery by Broth- !
erson of this attempted interference
w ith his privacy.
But all was still on his side of the i
wall. A rustling of leaves could be
heard, as the inventor searched for
tiie poem he wanted, but nothing,
more, in withdrawing tiie book, he
had failed to notice the hole in the
plaster back of it. But he could hard
ly fail to see it when he came to put
the book bock. Meantime, suspense
for Sweetwater.
It Was several minutes before he
heard Mr. Brotherson's voice again,
then it was in triumphant repetition ,
of the lin s which had escaped his
memory. They were great words
surely and Sweetwater never forgot
them, but the impression which they
tnade upon hi mind, an impression so
forcible that he was abb- to repeat
them, months afterward to Mr. Gryce,
did not prevent him from noting the
tone in which they were uttered, nor
the thud which followed as the book
was thrown down upon the floor.
“Fool!” The word rang out in hit
ter irony fr< m his irate neighbor’s
tins. “What does he know of woman!
Women! Let him court a rich one
and si-. - bet that's ail over and done
with. Xo more harping on that string,
and no more reading of poetry. I'll
never—” The resi was lopt in. his
Throat and was quite unintelligible to
the anxious listener.
Self-revealing words, which an in
stant before would have aroused
Sweetwater's deepest Interest! I!ut
they had suddenly lost all force for
the unhappy listener. The sight of
that hole still shining brightly before
his eyes had dhtrecH'd his thoughts
and roused his liveliest apprehension*.
If that book should be allowed to lio
where it had fallen, then he was in
for a period ot uncertainty he shrank
from contemplating. Any moment his
neighbor might look up and catch
sight of this hole bored in the backin'?
of the shelves before him. Could the
man who had been godly of submit
ting him to t!:is oui r; ye stand the
strain of waiting indefinitely for the
moment of discovery? He doubled it,
if the suspense lasted too loi g.
Shifting his position. h<> placed his
eye where his ear had be n. He could
see very lii'le. The sprue before him,
limited as it was to the width of tha
one volume withdrawn, precluded his
seeing aught by what lay directly
before him. Happily, it was in thi*
narrow line of vision that Mr Itroih
ereon st.oo:\ He had resumed work
upon his modi! and was so placed
•bat while his face was not visible,
his hands were, and as Sweetwater
watched these hands and noticed ;!w
delicacy of their manipulation, he was
enough of a workman to realise that
work ro flue ra’bd for an undivided
attention. ITe need not fear the p- ze
shifting, while those hands moved as
warily as they did now.
Relieved for the moment, he left
his [lost and, sitting down on the edge
of his cot, gave himself up to thought.
Suddenly he started upright. He
would go meet his fate- he present
in the room itself when the discovery
was made which threatened to upset
all his plans. He was not ashanc d
of his calling, end Rrothorson would
think twice before attacking him when
once convinced rhnt lie had the de
partment back of him.
"Excuse me. comrade,” were the
words with which he endeavored to
account for his presence at Brotli
erson’s door. “My lamp smells so,
and I’ve made such a mess of mv
work today that I’ve just stepped In
for a chat. 11 I’m not wanted, say so.
I’d like a big room like this, and a lot
of books, and—and pictures.”
“Ixiok at them, then. I like to see
a man Interested in books. Only, [
thought If you knew how to handle
wire, I would get you to hold this end
while I work with the other.”
"I guess I know enough for that,”
was Sweetwater’s gay rejoinder. But
when he felt that communicating wire
in his hand and experienced for the
first time the full influence of the
other’s eye, it took nil his hardihood
to hide the hypnotic thrill it gave
him. He found himself gazing long
and earnestly at this man's hand, and
wondering if death lay under it. It
ves a strong hand, a doff, clean-cut
member, formed to respond to Ike
slickest hint from the powerful hr;->n
controlling it. Hut was this its whole
story. Had lie said all when he h oi
said this?
fascinated by the question. STi'"i
water died a hundred deaths in h;s
awakened fancy, as lie followed the
sharp, short instructions wlibdi f< I
with cool precision from the ether's
lips. A hundred deaths, I say, bet
with uo betrayal of his folly. The
anxiety he showed was that of one
eager to please, which may explain
why on the conclusion of his task,
Mr. Brotherson gave him one of his
infrequent, smiles and remarked, as
he luiried the model under iis cov
er, “You're handy and you're quiet at
your job. Who knows but what 1 shall
want you again. Will you come if I
call you?"
“Won't I?" was the gay retort, as
the detective, tints released, stooped
for the book stiil lying on the floor.
“Paolo and Francesca,” be read, from
the back, as he laid it on the table.
“Poetry?” he queried.
"Rot," scornfully returned the oth
er, as he moved to take down a bot
tle and some glasses from a cupboard
let into another portion of the wail.
SweetWc or. taking advantage of the
moment, sidled towards the shelf
where that empty space still gaped
with the tell-tale hole at the bark.
He could easily have replaced the
missing book before Mr. Brotberson
turned. But the issue was too doubt-,
ful. He was dealing with no absent
minded fool, and It behooved him to
avoid above all things calling a Men*
tion to the book or to the place on the
shelf where it belonged.
But there was one thing he could
do and did. Reaching out a finger as
deft as Brolherson's own. he pushed a
second volume into the plaee of the*
one that was gone. This veiled the
auger-hole completely: a faet which
so entirely relieved his mind that his
old smile came back like sunshine to
his lips, and it was only by a distinct
effort that he kept the dancing humor
from his eves as lie prepared to re
fuse the glass which Brotherson now
brought forward:
“None of that!" sa*d he. “You
mustn't tempt me. The doctor has
shut down on all kinds of spirits for
two months more, at least. But don't
let me hinder you. 1 can hear to
smell the stuff My turn will come
again some day."
But Brotherson did not drink. Set
ting down the glass lie carried, bo
took ujr the book lying near, weighed
it in his hand and laid it down again,
with an air of thoughtful inquiry.
Then he suddenly pushed it towards
Sweetwater. 'Do you want it?" he
asked.
To Be Contsnukd N*= >- Wf.ek .)
Will Phili ps ac'orrpanied his
skt*T. Miss Fronie, to Mt nr e
1 MUiauciy wir fc eti*5 ira.S accepted
a position as stenographer.