er ---- COAL" The kind you are looking is the kind we sell Scranton Coal Is good coal and we guarantee prompt delivery Booth & Co. Foot of West Street Come Eady? FOR FIRST OHOIOR OF (OM. ING SEASON'S NEWEST SUIT. mas, Xow ON mAND BEST VALU IN OITY, Ashby the Tailor 'Phone my at I can see somethin "Whats Where?" 5 "Ip the words, 'Use telegraph. We 'Kno every man on the telegraph iservice, and every one of them is trae, There is some one who will try #0 got into that service If the game it carried out, and--" "Then he will be the man," saic Mrs. Varney. ' "Yes; there aren't so many men in Richmond that can do that. It ign' 'every man that's expert enough--Mrs Varney, Jonas brought this paper tc our house, and--" "To my house?" exclaimed the wom anjin great astonishment, and they she stopped, appalled by a sudder thought which came to het. "At the same time," said, Arrelsford "your daughter has Been try ing to get an appointment for some one on the telegraph service. Perhaps she could give us some idea, and--" Mrs. Varney rose and stood as rooted to the spot, "You mean--" "Captain Thorne," said, Arrelsford impressively. it CHAPTER VI. The Confidence of Edith Varney. Mrs. Varney had, of course, divined toward whom Arrelsford's suspicion pointed. She had been entirely cer tain before he had mentioned the name that the alleged spy or traitor could be none other than her daugh- ter's friend; indeed, it would not be stretching the truth to say that Thorne was her friend as well as her dangh ter's, and her keen mother's wit was not without suspicion that if he were left to himself, or if he were permitted to follow his own inclinations, the re- lation between himself and the two women might have been a nearer one still and a dearer one, yet, neverthes less, the shocking announcement came to her with sudden, sharp surprise, We may be perfectly certain, abso lutely sure, of a coming event, but when it does occur its shock is felt in spite of previous assurance. We may watch the dying and pray for death to end anguish, and know that it is eom ing, but when the last low breath has gone, it is as much of a shock to us as if it had not been expected, or even dreamed of The announcement of the name was shattering" to her composure. She knew very well why Arrelsford would rejoice to find Thorne guilty of any- thing, and she wotld have discounted "Attack Tonight. Plan 3. graph," She Read. Use Tele any ordinary, accusatioh that he brought against him, but the train of the circumstances was so complete in this case and thé coincidences so un- explainable upon any othér theory, the evidence so convincing, that she was forced to admit that Arrelsford was fully justified in his suspicion, and that without regard to the fact that he was a rejected suitor of her daugh- ter's. Surprise, horror and conviction lodged in her soul, and were mirrored 4 in her ince. Arreisford saw and di vined what wis passing in her mind, and, eager to strike while the iron was 'bot, bent forward open-mouthed to continue his line of reasoning and de nunciation, but Mrs, Varney checked L] him. She laid her finger upon Ner lips and. pointed with the other hand to the front of the house. "What!" exclaimed the Confederate secret service agent; "is he there? Mrs. Varney nodded. summer-house some time ago to wait for Edith; they were going over to | Caroline Mitford's later on. 1 saw him go down the walk." "Do you suppose my men could have alarmed him?" asked Arrelsford, greatly perturbed at this Wwapected. development, $ "1 don't know. They were all at the'| back windows. Thoy didn't seem to make much fivise, '1 suppose not. You bave a description of the man for whom" the letter was- intended ™ "Yes, at the office; but I remember ari it fit this--thls Captain nt "Does *He may be. He went out to'the |: TLIAM GILLETTE; RUS TOWNSEND BRADY BY EDGAR BERT SMITH Corymiont 1912 By Dooo, Meas ano COMPANY later,' Mra. VARNEY, tims seesw is an Captain Thorne. 'This is an assume: name, and the man you have in you house is Lewis Dumont." "Do you mean he came here to--' "He came to this town, to thh house," sald Arrvelsford vindictively His volee still subdued but full of "knowing your position, the, wen of your name, your hi hr and gervice, for the #ol purpose; 6' getting recognized as & reputable per, son, 80 that he would be less likely to be suspected. He has corrupted your servants--you saw ald Jonas and he has contrived to enlist the pow erful support of your daughter. His aim is the war department telegraph office. He is. friendly with the men ai that office. What else he hasn't done or whet he has, the Lord only knows. But Washington is not the only place where they have a secret service; we have one at Richmond. Whatever game he plays, it is one that two can play; and now it Is my play." The patter of light footsteps was heard on the stairs, a flash of white geen through the open door into the hall dimly lighted, and Edith Varney came rapidly, almost breathlessly, into the room. "She had changed her dress, and if Cargline Mitford had been there, she would have known certainly from the little air of festivity ahout her clean but faded and darned, sprigged and flowered white muslin frock that she was going to accept the invitation. In one hand she held her hat, which she swung carelessly by its long faded ribbons, and in the other that official envelope which had come to her from the President of the Confederacy. She called to her moth- er as she ran down. "Mamma!" Her face was white and her yolce was pitched high, fraught with excited intensity, "Under my window, in the rosebushes, at the back of the house! They're hurting some body frightfully, I am sure!" She burst into the room with ' the last word. Mrs. Varney stared at her, understanding fully who, in all prob- ability, was being roughly dealt with in the rosebushes, and realizing what a terrible effect such disclosures as she had listened to would produce upon the mind of the girl. "Come," sald Edith, turning rapidly toward the rear window; "we must stop it." ; Mrs: Varney stood as if rooted to the floor. "Well," sald the girl, in great sur prise, "if you aren't coming; I will go myself." These words awakened her mother to action. "Wait, Edith." she said Now, and for the first time, Edith noticed Mr. - Arrelsford, who had stepped back and away from her mother. She replied to his salutation with a cold and distant bow. The man's face flushed; he turned away. "But mamma, the men outside," per sisted the girl "Wait, my dear," said her mother, taking her gently by the arm; "I must tell you something: It will be a great shock to you, 1 am afraid." "What is it, mamma? Has father or--" "No, no, not that," said Mrs. Var ney. "A man we have trusted ids a friend has shown himself a conspira tor, a spy, a traitor." "Who is it?" cried the girl, at the game time instinctively @ivianing--how or why she could not tell, and that thought smote her afterward--to whom the reference was being inade Mrs. Varney naturally hesitated to say the name, Arrelsford, carried away by his passion for the girl and hig hatred for Thorne, was not sc reticent. He stepped toward her "It is the gentleman, Miss Varney, whose attentions you have been pleased to accept in the place of mine," he burst aut bitterly. His manner and his meaning were uamistakable. The girl stared at him with a white, haughty face, in spite of her trembling lips. Mechanically she thrust the snvelope with the commis sion into her belt, and confronted the man who loved her and whom she aid not love, who accused of. this hateful thing the man whom, in the twinkling af an eya, she realized she did Tove, jen the dau r. turned to her mother, "I8 it Mr. Arrélsford who makes this gecusation 7' she asked, , "Yen," said Arreléford, again ame swering for Mrs. Varney, "since you J RAs: Home Treatment for Sallow, Wrinkled Skin. A. Fi asks: "What should I do for my sallow complexion, and how can 1 geil rid of my wrinkles? Sallowness is best removed shy. re- moving the skin itself, This {8 effec. tusily decomplished by the use of or- ary mercolized wax, which causes the offensive outer skin gradually to peel off, in int particles scarcely nof- able to the naked eve. Within a week or #0 you will have an enviable complexion, the new skin exhibiting a healthful youthful tnt incomparable with artificia! coloring. © Get an ounce of 'this wax at your drugstore, apply at night ike cold cream, only don'ts rub it In, Wash it off in the morning with Warm water. For your wrinkles toy a solution of powdered saxolite. 1 gz, dissolved in Thorne ™ 1-2 pint whch hazel athe your face in this every morning for a while "You might as as well KNOW SO0DEr or The result will wurprise you--Bgauty's thal Sere : dn we Mirror, he | i ere arp you going™ asked fain Thorne." © "Not ." he said peremptorily. [The color flamed in the girl's cheek you have sald some- Thorne. tain "I should think he had," returned the girl swiftly; "for a man who made such a charge to his face would not live to make it again." «"My dear, my dear," sald her moth: er, gently but firmly, "you don't un- derstand, you don"t--" "Mamma," said the girl, "this man has left his desk in the war depart ment so that he can have the pleasure of persecuting me." : Both the mother and the pejoctod suitor noticed her identification of herself with Captain Thorne in the 3 pronoun "me," one with sinking heart and the other with suppressed fury, "He has never attempted anything active in the service before," contin- ued Bdith, "and when | asked him to face the man he ativan, he tugns like a coward!" "Mrs. Vatnéy, #F she thinks" "I think nothing," said the girl fu- riously; *1 know that Captain Thorne's charactér is above suspicion." Arrelsford sneered. 2 "His character! Where did he come from--what is he?" "For that matter," said Edith In- tensely, "where did you come from, and what are you?" "That is not the question," abrupt reply. "Neither," said the girl, question who he is. dier who has fought and been wound- ed in the service, while you" Arrelsford made a violent effort to: control himself under this bitter jib ing and goading, and to his credit suc- ceeded in part. "We are not so sure of that, Miss Varney," he sald more coolly, "But I am sure," answered the girl "Why, he brought us letters #rom Stonewall Jackson himself." "Has it occurred to you that Gen- eral Jackson was dead before his let- ters were presented?" asked Arrels- ford quickly. "What does that signify if he wrote them before he was killed?" "Nothing certainly," assented the other, "if he wrote them." "The signatures and the letters were verified." "They may have been written for some one else and this Thorne may have possessed himself of them by fraud, or--" "Mr. Arrelsford," eried the girl, more and more angry, "if you mean--" "My dear child," said Mrs. Varney, "you don't understand. "They have 'proofs of a conspiracy. The Yankees are going to try to break through oar lines tonight, some one is going to use the telegraph, and two men in the northern secret service have been gent here to do this work. One is in Libby prison. Our faithful Jonas has beén. corrupted. He went there today and took a message from ome and brought it here to deliver to the other They are trying to make him speak out there to tell who-- Our countrr our cause, is at stake Mr. Arrelsford's ators? danghter stubbornly, appar irely uncenvinced, 1ege are facts. We had Joun answered her mother; 'caught him off his guard, and found the incriminating paper on him." "But he has pot sald it was for--" persisted Edith desperately. "Not yet," whispered Mr. Arrels ford, "but he will. You may be sure of that; we have means to--Ohk, Cor poral," he broke oft eagerly, looking toward the door where the corporal stood, his hand at salute. "Well, speak out, what does he say?™ "Nothing, sir." "What have you done! with him? "Strung him up three tines, and" "Well, étring him up agin," snarled Arrelsford. "If he won't Speak, shoot it out of him, kill the dog. We don't need his evidence anyway, there's enough without it." "There is nothing" tersely. "By midnight," answered Arrels- ford, "you shall have all the proof--" "There is no proof to have," per- sisted the girl. "I will show it to you at the tele graph office, if you dare to go with me." ; "Dara! 1 will go anywhere, even with you, for that--" "I will call for you in half an hour, then," said Arrelsford, going toward the door. Walt," interrupted Edith; are you going to do?" "l am going to let him get this pa- per," said Arrelsford, coming back to the table. "He will know what they want him to do, and then we'll see him try to do it." "You are going to spy on him, are you?" "I am going to prove what he is." "Then prove it openly at once. It is shameful to let 'such a suspicion rest upon an honorable man. Let him come in hers, and--" "It is impossible." ' "Then do something, something, but do it now!" cried the girl. "You will Soon know that he is invocent, you must "it Walt! You say the prisoner' in Libby ig his Dbrother-- that's what you said--his brother. bring hint here. to the prison and bring that man h "What?" "Let them meet. Dring them face #8 this asked ently sald Edith "what ~ to_face, then you can ses whether orate hs akon ma vn. 0. | When I tap on the glass bring him was the "Is It the] If it were, I'd an-|{ awer it--I'd tell you that he is a sol. pn Ld "There i something in that," said Arrelsford; "when do you suggest--" "Now." "I am willing to -try it, but it de pends upon you. "Thorne here?" ean" "It won't take more than half an hour. Be out there on the veranda. into this room and leave him alone. And I can rely upon you to give him no hint or sign that we suspect--*" "Mr. Arrelsford!" said the girl, in- dignant and haughty, and her mother stepped swiftly toward her, looking at him contemptuously, as If he should Jive known that such an action would be impossible for either of them. | Arrelsford gazed at them a minute or twd, smiled triumphantly, and] passed out of the room. { "Mamma, mamma!" moaned the: girl, her eyes shut, her hand extend- | ed. "Mamma," she repeated in an-: guish, "I am here, Edith dear; I am here," g2id Mrs. Varney, coming toward her tind taking her tenderly in her arms. | "Do you think-----do you think-=--that | he---he could be what they say?' Her' he nd fell upon the commission in her | "Where Did You Come From, and What Are You?" 5 commission I got for him afternoon---" "Ye 2 "The commission, the President, you know, from for the telegraph serv ice--why, he refused to take it," her voice rose and rang* trinmphantly through the room; "he refused to take it! That doen't look as if he wanted to use the telegraph to betray us." Refused! That's imposaible!" said her mother. "He said that it was for me that he couldn't take it." "For vou! Then swered Mrs, Varney. "No, no," said the girl; it" "Yes," said her mother; "the infa- mous--" The girl tried to stiffe with her hand upon her mother's lips the words, but Mrs. Varney shook off her { hand "The spy, the traitor," she wdded witheringly "No, no!" cried the it is true," ag: | "don't say girl, hut as she spoke, conviction seemed to come to her. Why was it that her faith was not more substantially based and en- during? she asked herself. "Mamma," she wailed, "it can't be." She buried her face in her hands for a moment and then tore them away and con- fronted her mother boldly. "Won't | you leave tie alone for a little while, mamma?' she asked plaintively. "I must get--' | "1 will go to Howard; I will be back | in a short time, my dear said her mother, gently laying her hand on her daughter's ben! head. Left alone, the girl took the commis- | sion from her belt, opened it, | smoothed it out, and read it through, as if bewildered and uncomprghend- ing. She folded it up again, and walked slowly over to one of the front windows, drew agide the curdding, and | plished it open. AN was stiff She listened for she knew not what. There the walk léading from the summer house, a footstep she knew. Edith moved rapidly away from the window to the tahle and stood by it, her han resting upon it, her knees fairly trem' bling in her emotion, as she waited. The next moment the open space | framed the figure of Captain Thorne. He entered fearlessly, but when his | eye fell upon her there was something | 20 strained about hor attitude that a | spark of suspicion was kindled in his | soul. © Yet his action 'was prompt x enough. He came instantly toward | her and took her hand. "Miss Varney," he sald | Edith watched his approach fasci- nated, as a bird hy a serpent. His 'touch awakened her to action. She snatched her hand away and shrank back. "No; don't touch me!" she cried. He looked at her in amazement. The spark of suspicion burst into flame, but she recovered herself instantly. "Oh, it wae you," she faltered. "She forced a smile to her lips. "How per fectly absurd | am. I am sure | ought to be ashamed of myself. Come. let's go out on the veranda. 1 want to talk to you about so many things. There's--there's half an hour--yet be- fore we must go to Caroline's." She had possessed 'herself of Lis hand again as she spoke. stepped swiftly toward the window. k He followed her reluctantly until they reached the opening. She stepped through it and archly looked back at him, still in the room. . "How lovely is the night," with tender persuasiveness with me" she sald "Come (To be continued) Can you hoop: She now | the bag. You get the choicest, pure cane sugar, untouched by any hand from Refinery to your kitchen--and FULL WEIGHT GUARANTEED Bags 100 lbs., 25 1bs.201bs., Cartons 5 lbs., 2 1bs. - Best dealers can supply you. t. Lawrence Sugar Refineries, Limited, Montreal. : --buy St. Law- rence Extra Granulated by 13 I aA ER a I i i a ER RX. 6ary &Practical Home Dpess Halting 2 Lessons Ir Prepared Especially For This Newspaper by Pictorial Review A DANCING COSTUME. Accordion plaiting 1s so very fasm- fonable this season that many of the latest dancing frocks show it in some form or other. Here it forms the un- derskirt of a very dainty dancing frock. the overskirt being of delicate ping crepe meteor. The overskirt Is draped high in the back in pleturesquse fashion. There is a vest of shirred net for the front of the waist. and pro- vision is made for a vest if a high neck is-preferred. To make the dress requires: 8% yards ¢4-inch material at $l yard.. 38% 1% yards lining at eo. yard 18 2% yards lining 21 inches wide for foundation, Me. .. 1 yard net 2% yards extra mater on plaited flounce .....euee venesnsie eovanar 2 80 iss Take the pattern and study efch part carefully. Send the accordion plaited section to the plaiters as soon as possibie so that it will be ready to add when the dress is nesrly finished. Open the material and lay upon it the pleciig for the draped section, the 'was a footstep from the far emd | Pale pink crepe meteor combined with pink satin and trimmed with {Burgundy satin. The accordion pleatef flounce may be replaced by lace if de- sired. CUTTING GUIDE 5708 glide front: back, front and side back. Now take another piece of the crepe meteor, fold it" and from it cut the draped section. The dress, in spite of its complicated effect, is very .easy to put together, the waist being exceedingly simple. Perhaps a few directions shonld be given regarding the draped section. This should ba closed at the back seam from large "OO" perforation to lower edge. ' Turn hem at lower edge on small "o* perforations. Form Inverted plait at upper edge, bringing "T* cath together on small "0" fon. Gather upper edge and edges. of exten~ sions between double "IT perforations. Arrange on foundation, centers even: stitch upper edges together. tite gathered edge of upper ) : along "oo™ perforation 1 forations even. Pleat edges of Jower extension rer i in upper extension, notches ° backs even. Tack lower i a long stem 100p, 3 of waist centers aven. Instead of ruching the finished with very bon. The girdle is pretty in 8 er than the Stab, métear. 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