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Just Drink MnliilllA Its stiperb flavour satisfies. mS BMHE JWE KK(!1N IlKKK TOIJAY ! Thf maiiiapi- of Uolly and Nigel Brith»Tt<iii provfs an iinhanp.v one. • Wlieri war is de<'larfil, Ni|tel is K'.ad , to fnlUl. H«- >av»'i< I tolly in the care nf his friend, Mary Furnival. Nifc<?: is killed in action and Dully marries an o'.d swojlhi-art, Robert , Duihani. Dolly :uid H<.U>i t tail for | America and word c<.:.icvs of the sink-, ing of the .•-hip on whii-h they took - Whi'ii Nigel's oldtr br».<her, pa^iJ, ^ calls to fee NitlT's widov.', Mary • is; uKhani d to t^-;; hirn of Do.iy's mar- ^ia^cJ. David mi.-tala.-! !lar>' for hi', hrrrther's ivife :ti.(^ ai'I'.^ Iji'l' to i^v^lC to lix- at Red tJrange v.'.Va him a.-id his aunl. i - «^ David'.s f rirnd, Maiifcy;'J'i!iii«(i'. di«!- 1 cjss;'s David'.* affair.-' wifh ^ Dora Kisher. ' Monly's'' jimb?t?<.us til ^ Uorai . •>'i.i!t«*r.J' i<r» iwf-'t Thpy do nut approve -nf ^likUVi tation to his brother's \fido'w; Now GO ON WITH THU STOKY "David wantH a wi^ to manage him," sajd 1)iira, with greater energy than s-'he had hitherto displayed. "Iion'l you Ihlnk'so?" . i â- -. ..' I. She looked ncroSK at her brotheri with a siiii'e. Monty .-linigged his .«hou'.der*. "Ue'i! never marry. He doesn't fare al>oiit womei;." She le,iiie<i her tlbow on the table snd her chin in the pa'm of her hand. "What w;;i you l>et me?" .she asked. 'He stared at her. .- "I don't unde^-siajidl" She laughed softly. ' . '*r we<ni llfift T sh.mldn't mind l)*- iiig'Mr.s. David niy^e T."'Hhe .-said. "(rodd h'<»avensl" - Monty stared at her in biank triiM/.eniiUil'. Suddeniy '.,e laujrhed. ' ' , "_You'd<in't n'.f;iti ll'at you're seri- 'ous?" - ' "Why not?" The-ro was a him of impatience in her voice. "David and r hav? always l-«»en good friends. I ' ttlypuUl think he pmbahly likes me en ' ^We-.l. as any woman be knows. .'\hd, . Mf>nly. .you know you'd love to have' « place 'ike H;'d (hann*! as a .'ort of i fe!-ond home." i Monty rubbed his chin ibi.ughtful'y. i '-David'.-, i-ul out for a bachelor."! be said again. A iittle flush (l annoyance crept' int« his bister's cheeks. ! â- â- nh. very wei:, if that's your atti-i tud."! Hut it's a very p<ior compli- ! men; Ki me." j He stret'-hed out hj.s hand and t<iuih-<i her arm. ; • ^ou know I didn't mean it in that! way. You know well enough that I'd! back you against any woman in thej wi.r'.d to irel your own way if you meant to. But I'd never dreamed of | «uch a thing. You and David-" He'; laughed rather excitedly. "(iad, it j wou'il l)e a fine thing for you, old, girl! He's well, he's pretty well off, you know," .She leaned back in her ihair, fold- ing her arms Ix-hind her hesid. The Ukisc sleeves of the gown she J wort- fell Jiway. revealing white, | dimpled ellmws and slender wrists. She was certainly the liest-looking! Kirl he had ever !»een, Monty thought with a Ihri.l of pride. He pushed back hia chair with sudden excite- ment, went round the table and, bend- ing, kissed her chwk. "Well, good luck, if you've set your heart on him!" be said heartily. "He's one of the Itest, anyway." She made a little grimace. "Oh, he's all right! A bit of a stick, but I dare say 1 could ohange that. Ho was never half the fun Nigel was." Monty looked a iitlle unhappy. "If \ou don't really cure for him â€" " ha his^ixv. .She cut him short. "Ko p!e<;ch:i.g, theie's a dear! It's not , in mft to caie, for anyone in the i.lory-bi>o£%s<i'i't of way. I dare say we fsbodld jog along quite well to- gether. He's too much of a gentleman to (juarrel with me, even if he felt like it; and I'm too lazyâ€"" She rose to her feet. "You might remind hinj that he promised to ask iis down to Red fi range. Monty." Give him a chance, my dear. He only went down himsself two day.s ago." "I know. But we don't want to waste time." typist, and returned to hiu o»vn dcttk, that remsinbrau'e came to him. It was the nami Mary Furnival had given him tv.'o uighta ago when he went to get news of the loet Mul- tam; for her. ".Mrs. Nigc) Drctherton." That was what she had said when he asked the name of the friend whom she feared was drowned. She had corrected her- self iin>nediate.y to "Mrs. Robert l^urham," but hf could distinctly re- member thenj both. Aftvr all, it was nothing more than a coincid.'i'.ce, but one which interest- ed him. lAtcr in the day he spoke to Miss .^dams about it. * Miss Adams was Fisher'.s secretary and typist, a clear-headed, capable girl, who had already cast rather ad- miring glaitees at young Kvans. She answered his question readily; she liked to show him that she knew • great deal about her employer's affairs. * "Nigel Bretherton? Oh, he wa.s the young brother of our chief client. (Jot killed at the Front six weeks ago. We had all his affairs to set straight." She spoke with proprietary inter- est, and was disappointed that Evans did not seem particularly impressed. "Married man'/" he .teked casually. "Oh, ves!" "Harn luck on his widow." "Yes. .She's only one of hundreds, though, isn't she? And I dare say she'll marry again. She's awfully I38UE N«. :2â€" '2 CHAPTER XIX. THE NEW CLERK. He glanced at his watch. "I must be going; I've got a new clerk cot.njjig this morning, jfnd I want to be there early to put him through his paces. Beastly nuisance, .Smith- son ha\'ing gone to the war." "Why, you said you thought it wa« right .if him to go." "t do think so, hut it's a nui.sanoe all the 'same." .She laughed carelefKly.. "I always try to forget...there is a war," she said candidly. "That's why I don't read the papers -casualty lists, and things like that, make me feel sick. War ought not to be al- lowed." Monty mad<' no. answer; he had heard. tlie same old argument so many times. He went out of the room for his hat and coat. The war was a very real thing to him: he would have been one of the first to volunteer liut for the girl in the room behind him. She was (|uite dependent on him; neither of them had a ptsnny piece beyond what he managed to knock up in his profession, and some- times even now Dora's extravagance made him anxious, although he was getting on well, and had long since turned the corner. She was so fond of frocks and lux- ury. It would Ik.' a fine thing for them l)olh if she did really marry old David; there would lie no need then to look at every sovereign before it was spent. She could adorn her lieau- tiful body with furs, and all the rich things her rather shallow soul coveted. Dora's sudden confession had put all thoughts of Nigel's widow out of Monty Fisher's head, hut he remem- bered her again when he reached the office. It was a mistake; he was sure it would prove to be a mistake. He wished David wouW ii' gui<ied by him in this matter, even while h< was perfectly certain that David would not. He wan still absently Kigning th« pile of letters on his desk when he suddenly remembenxl the new clerk who was to have appeared that morn- ing; be rang a bell at his ell)ow. .\fter a moment the door opened. Hiul a young man walked into the tixtm. "Ah good morning, Kvans!" s:iid l-iph>v. "(i'M>d morning, .sir!" Youii.g Evans spoke in a very pleasant voice; he l<xiked well-grof>med and brisk. I'ither niadr» some remark* about i>.pil;g he would sett e down and do Kood work; he gave him a pile of pa- l>ers to go through which needed '"rting and filing. As the young man â- 'irned to go, he called him t«ick. ".lust ask Mi** .Adams to bring me â- hf>:e papi.TS I gave her this morning. Sh«'ll know Mr. Nigel Brctherton's, I mean." "Yeg, sir." "Nigei Brethertfm!" Young 'R\"»ns .pi'aled tlw name to himself as be walked away down Ihfl paiwage. Nigel Hrelhcrltinl Where Had ho heard the name before? It was oiil5' when he had dvdivered Fisher's mea.sago to thi' "Oh, he was the brother of our chief client." pretty. She came here once with him ju.st after they were married." "Awfully pretty!" Y'oung Evans looked interested. "Where is she now?'' he asked. The girl laughed. , "You seem interested," she said, with ii slight toss of her head. "She's in lx)ndon, I suppo.se â€" they have a flat somewhere. No, I don't know where." . She lient over her work, and Evans said no inore. But hiH' interest in the coincidence remained, more especially as only that morning he had received a letter from Mary Furnival, thanking him for his kindness to her, and telling him that slje was leaving the flat and going to I Jive with friends, ! "I don't suppo.se we shall ever meet I again," .»he wrote. "But I .'â- hall never (forget you, and how kind you wore I to me when 1 was in such trouble. . ." CHAPTKR XX. A PKSCOVKRV. Young Kvans did not like that tone of finality that seemed to breathe I through the whole of the short letter; ! he did not at all .see why they could ' m)t m*et again. ' He wondered what friends she had I gone to, an<l if she would be happy. He wondered for whom she had been ! wearing mourning when he met her ; the night the Multane was lost. H« Ijiad noticed that she wore no wedding ; ring, or engagement ring, and had 1 beeti vaguely pleased. I She might have seen him again, if 'only for a moment; she might have I given him some address to which to I write. He wondered if she would mind : were he to ask for one â€" if she would 1 be angry were he to call and say his j farewell in person. ! He had no appetite for bis tea; h« scrambled through the meal hurried- j ly, with one eye on the clock. i She had said she "was leaving'* the Iflat, not that she "had left." (To be continued.) Juit Qlrlt. "Is there an.vthing worse than ge- ometry, Alice?" ".Sure. washInK rflshe*." I (Jood care and regular overhauling !will materially extend the life, and add to the usefulness of farm equipment. j !,ocks that are stiff and hard to jturn shouM l>e oiled with a feather {dipped in good machine oil. In.sert the j feather through the keyhole and twist j f rom side to side. This oils the parts ! and loosens dirt. 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Spank out the pillows, tuck In the ! blanket.s and sheets. Draw up the muUipatcheil coverlid. Stretching it smooth and imniHculate. aomeflines I pause in my labors To gaze on an auRle of crimson Slashed from an apron of (iranny's. •Or a square like a glimpse of blue sky From a petticoat worn in the eighties. Smocks and dresses and little boys' blouses â€" History 1» stitched in this bed quilt. Tliere are other big l>eds ami small cols. In front r<Jom, iu west room, in attic And as I straighten thein out I am close to tlios? who have left them, I am filled with their presence and love. Bed tnakinf? is a simple liomely task That somehow never wearies one. - L.loyd Roberts. The Essay. Is, then, the Essay in literature a thing which Bimply stands mitslde dasslflcation. like Argon among the elements, of which tie only thing which can be predicted Is that It is thero? 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The populare thought the <lurk-Kklnned boy with the gleaming eyes was an imp from the lower reKlons. To quiet the excite- ment (he groat printer exhIbitC'd hia apprentice In public and made this de- claration: "I .MdiiH .\!8m:t!ns. printi-r to the Holy Cliurcb an;l to tlse Dotje, have Ibis da.v made public cxpoonre of my devil. .MI who think he is not llesh and hlooil may iiiiu- an I pinch him." The litVief In the youth's satanic orlBiti silisided tut the i niiio slticl:. » Portrait. Hit words are soft .And sleek ns fur .stroke litr and she'll Stret<-h and purr If you forget .â- \nd pass her I v Willi h the frli'ler 111 htr eye. 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