CHAPTER V.--(Cont'd.) 'He dropped lightly upon his knees | front of Wentworth-when he finish= od Aw rt "1 'await thine fders, most grave reverend seig .» Then he laid his fingers upon Wentworth's arm and 'up with an expectant smile. * Enoch wrenched his arm free and rose awkwardly to his feet. The 'com drew back with 4 startled expression, as if fear struggled with "bewilderment. "You, see," Enoch's lips were per- ectly colorless, "Your mental ability is pl to me." Me started at him, curious and lex: "It ig your mental ability which 1 claim now," Enoch said deliberately. Andrew spoke in a coarse whisper. "1 don't understand." "J demand your play!" . "You demand my play? To sell?" "No; of course not." Wentworth 'jerked out the words abruptly. "Why should I want to sell? I want to pro- duce it--as mine, as one--I have writ- ten." , Merry moved toward him with an agony (of terror in his eyes. "You want to take from me my one com- plete effort, my one ambition, my everything--the work which is making aman of me, on which I have toiled) steadily for weeks? You would do that!!, Do you understand--while I wrote 1 scarcely stopped to eat or sleep? When I did sleep I dreamed of ib and--" He |stopped, too much affected to trust his voice. He laid one hand! over-the other as if to still himself, for he was trembling. to have grown stran pervious to contempt or | play is mine," he repea due and forfeit of my bond." The eyes of the actor narrowed and he laughed savidgely. £2 "Take your pound , cried "What will you do with it?" a g we hal planned." Enoch's voice was calm. "Give it a big production, advertise it as a play never was advertised before, and build up your fame as an emotional actor," " , will you not play the con- of flesh?" he sterbrook.' " rushed across the room ina He stretched out his hand and dealth Wentworth a stinging blow : he mouth. | "That actor won't "<I play it. Do you understand?" then it dropped nervelessly by his side. The veins rose in his neck and forehead like taut cords. He stood staring' at Merry, who strode about the room in ademoniac fury. " "God! You're not a man You're a damned, low-down, scurrilous black- leg. "And to think of you standing there, looking me in the face--God!" Merry raised his hand again as if to strike, (then he dropped it by his side, shudderql, and dashed across roonil He picked up his hat and tu to 'the door. "Ngere are you Enoch sternly. "I'm going straight to--hell." He lifted his gloves from the table. Beside them lay the manuscript of his play. He stretched on. his] hand and 4 turned his eyes on the other man, Wentworth stood looking at the, turnell bi id 2 thio? might, 'Who younger man. Something cold and pig) > relentless crept into his eyes. He laid Sears being caught in an act of rob s ' ery. Bit han on Bary drew" "Dake it," cried Enoch. ~™I have a "Talk! Talk! You damned thief!" cops. of it, a copy in my own hand- He pushed Enoch aside with quick re- ng. ; ia His face was blazing with Money. fool Jngeting fhe pages. ih wrath. He went trampling about the) 07." J you p room in a vague heedless, half-blind- your-- su 8: WE ed fashion. A thought seemed to Call it by a decent name. i 4 longs to me. Money does not count strike him abruptly. He wheeled | "© me, around suddenly and faced the man with me in this transaction. You may beside him take all the royalties. I want nothing "Why in 'the devil's name, Enoch, but the authorship of the play. Bio." should you do this? Have I ever done hing bu Sue a yr Zo8 ove cruel, disloyal act in all my 'He dropped the p ood bo is Wentworth did not answer. He re- hat upon his head, Nentworths wet uF turned the terror in Merry's eyes with bil EE Ry 3 a cool, stubborn glance. * \ , dis. Did 3 3 immaculate an hour ago, looked dis ad fou Dave tis hellih plopdet héveled, A lock of fair hair strayed that bond?" he asked unsteadily. down over his forehead, his linen had hat br ou have in mind when|?2 battered appearance, the white ou mad a. ¥ your slave?" hyacinths drooped from his butbonhole y "1 don't know--exactly." Wentworth like blossoms wijeh had Deon ton furned such & straightforward gaze ror in his hand star- Upon Marvy Shat he eal leg Lge ma ing at Wentworth, who returned his Yah > iy ight and I am telling the |&2%e with a cold, ruthless scrutiny. Y my > nothing but a fancy of Merry's eyes fell before them. It , y When you RE to me with| Was the first palpable concession to i g this," Enoch's han dropped OU te Ea ih an unsteady manuseript which lay upon e i S20 Naugh. He closed the door behind him. you same with 2. grea Semptation; it Wentworth turned to the table, lifted a ly i i the manuscript and stood glancing SEvideatly," ried Merry. als tone TD osely scrawled pages. was olf pry is es turned fiercely Then he eposscd the *oum, dropped & :* | upon "the mantel, and wate apo Wentworth: The niselss of Hs ie gray ash became a filmy atom of pulse. dust. "The play is mine." Enoch seemed CHAPTER VIL ( "Jason, 'this is nobody 1 know." Wentworth sab staring at a card his man laid before him. He knitted his brows querulously. "Maks him un- derstand that I'm engage 2 CuHe's terrible masterful; Morse Enoch," said the darky apologetically; "he's boun' he'll see yo', He's a gen- tleman all right. I don' believe I kin git rid ob him easy." "Tell him I oan SPAFS Jason ushered the visitor Ner worth's library. He was a tall distin- guished man, with' a fine; highbra/l face. His manners were exceeeingly jous, yet simple } S sp oe believe, Mr. swald, I've u before," said E . : Re ven't." Grant Oswald smil- "Your man tells me ten minutes." into Went | 2 and 5-1b. Cartons 10 and 20-Ib. Bags 9, ; . ecks. 1 want to in~ Don't buy ges 1y kein sions the Wentworth lifted his arm fiercely, the | Who can manage you." going? asked; His clothes, I f clippings and copy which littered table. Then he walked to the saf and knelt before it. He had just open- ed the door and laid his hand upon the manuscript when the door opened and Dorcas ran in. = Jason followed, ear- trying a suit case, For. a minute | Wentworth forgot the visitor in his] | inner room. ; a | "Bless my heart, Tm glad to | you back," hé cried. - "Never in al i my life have I seen you Took so well." She held him at arm's length and gazed at him criteally, "I wish I could say ag much for You, Enoch. You look decidedly seedy, I've got td j Stay, right here. I'm the only one! | "I beg your pardon, Dorcas, I've 'a guest here," Her brother led her to the inner room and introduced his caller to her. wit "Mr. Oswald and I were having a business talk, Dorry--not exactly bus- iness either. You may stay if you wish and hear a play. I was just go- ing to read to him. If he likes it he will star Andrew Merry in it." "Oh!" A glow of anticipation shong in the girl's eyes. She laid her ¢ and hat on the window seat and drop- ther. Once or twice she patted him affectionately on the shoulder. . The Englishman watched her. There was vivid admiration in his eyes, but Dor- cas did not see it. Her only thought was . of the happiness in store for Merry. : 3 Wentworth laid the pages of manu- script on the table and cleared his throat. Oswald sat ready to bestow a business-like attention upon the read ing. When Enoch lifted the first page his visitor asked: "May I know who wrote the play 7" Ve "Ah!" said the Englishman. He noticed the startled look on Dorcas' face. It escaped her brother, who set "turned half way from her, | Wentworth began to read. He was an excellent reader; his enunciation {walg slow ani distinct. The story | quickly unfolded-itself in strong, vivid language, Grant Oswald, who was an ardent student of dramtic literature, fell immediately under its spell and listened with intent quiet. The minds of both men were so vitally concentrated upon the drama that they were scarcely conscious of a movement when Dorcas crept from her low chair to the window seat. She lay back against a pillow, gathered the [folds of a silky portiere around her, and stared down at the square. She heard her brother's voice in fregmentsy Those fragments were always the words of the girl, Cordelia, or of the father fallen to pitiful estate, She clasped her hands together with such a grip that it numbed her fingers. A strange pain and a horribie suspicion were seeping through her body and | burning in her veins. Outwardly she ! was inert. Suddenly she was awake again, wide awake, tingling with life and emotion listening to her brother's vibran! [voice The day of release had come for John Esterbrook. He tood with halting; tremulous steps; fearful at the sight of the world he had left twenty years before, hiding his eyes from its tumult. Then Cordelia ran to meet him--young, hopeful, loving and eager, Dorcas forgot the horror and doubt which had swept her down for a moment, she was thinking of ) ped into a low chair beside her bro-|* F Canada grape. care, cess. +) establi period. cows. nothing but the play. It was greater, more human, than she had dreamed of that day when Andrew and she walked hom over the beach ach at er Point, "Her eyes grew wet with pity, then she smiled happily as ceased "to be a tion s condition. ireadils Junip- fotion tha attraction and consequently value of the farm. In many parts of can often 'flowers, when transplanted flower border, often flourish more than in the wild. Yet in spite of the ease both | with which these attractions may be obtained, many farm home grounds are unplanted, untidy and unattractive All that is needed to make them real-| ly beautiful is a little planting, and falfa say rotation, she As for th .. There is a to supply mi make a specialty of advertisin their milk is drawn from contented po There is a lot in this for the farmer to consider. on bears close relationship to nerv- not: ; in plant] be well repaid by The morning glories, used to beauti- fy the cabin, were planted i housewifé. In fact, it is usually the!rolling should be followed by alight woman who takes an intertst; the harrowing with a chain harrow or a man is too busy with the crops to set of very light seed harrows, so that bother with such things.--F.C.N. "in Conservation, / ' Try Alfalfa Again. Although it is now generally admit- ted that.alfalfa is the one best feed- ing crop for live stock, and despite the fact that it has been proved-suit- able to nearly évery district in On- tario, many farmers refuse to give the plant a trial on their farm, while oth- ers give up trying to grow it after] making a very feeble effort for suc- Those who wish to excuse them- selves for neglecting to 'even try al- that it interperes with their is hard to break up if once ed, and is not suited for pas- turing; while those who give up trying to grow the crop say that their land is unsuited for it. The first reason given for not sow- ing alfalfa is perhaps the best, bub it is not a very good reason at that. Alfalfa is known to improve with the length of time that it, occupies a field, but even if the third or fourth year are sacrificed to maintaining a rota- tion the whole benefit of the crop is not lost; and what cuttings are made in the first few years of its life are equal, if not superior, in value to cut- tings of any other crop in the same The Contented Cow, ,-whose businéss it is city consumers, who . An excited cow down" her milk, as ev: Excitement is an intim- | she may require her ener-| servation, . and the increased wil the field of grain should be. by the r the trouble of breaking up a field of alfalfa, this only oceurrs in very old fields; and the fault found by the plowman--that the roots run his plow out--is often due to the-oc- currence of 'an odd plant of alfalfa that comes as a surprise after the plow has been running through light or poor sod for some time, The third reason for objection to al- falfa cannot be very well maintainer] by many who, make it, because 'the crop is so valuable as hay, and is cap-| ,;. able of producting so many cuttings in @ season that other ground than he alfalfa field may well be given over to pasture and the alfalfa crop used for soiling if the Summer feed is in- sufficient. ; Mlik produc ference of opinion as to whether a ed or {rolled in the spring, and if it is to be i harro and rolled, whether the rolling or the harrowing should be Performed & first. : The proper method t pr re is really di by the state of the soil. the oil is lying very light and open on the sur- face, then the rolling is the best, for it will consolidate the soil round the plants; but) in nearly every case the the top half inch or so shall be agai broken up. © When the soil is inclined to be solid, then rolling is generally a mistake, and should not be under- taken unless it is necessary to smooth the surface somewhat or press in the stones in anticipation of harvest. Roll- ing is very seldom really required un- Joes the land is quite light on the sur- ace. ag pr Little Potato Disease. The Little Potato disease causes lit- tle potatoes as big as a pea or a little] larger to form on the potato stems, and no po form on the roots. The reason is that this disease closes up the pores in the stem so the starch made in the leaves cannot go back to the roots to form potatoes.' Potatoes affected with this disease have small spots on the surface made up of germ masses, that look like-a little soil stuck on the surféce. The difference comes out when one tries to remove the spots. = They do mot 'come off while soil will. This disease is also called Russet Scab and Rhizoctonia. It is best not to use affected potatoes for seed. If they must be used first treat for two hours in a selution of 4 ounces corrosive sublimate to 30 gallons of water. (Corrosive sublimate is now four dollars a pound.)--D. G. 'M., North Dakota Experiment Station, ~ Eyesig ; wert : A Free Prescription You Can Have A Filled and Use at Home. Philadelphia, Pa. Do you-wear glasses? you a victim of eye strain or other eye weaknesses ? 80, you will be glad to Jmow that secorting lo Dr, Lewis there is £3 ope forsyou. Many whose eyes were Satin say they have had - thelr eyes Te- stor. derful free prescription, Bays, after trying it: "I "was blind ; could' not.sece "to read at all. Now I can read ever, thing without any red gud | my eyes do not water ] Qa, \ they would pain dranafully hey dock fine oll the time. - 1t was like a miracle to "A lady ho tsed it says 1 "The at- mosphere seem y with or without asSc3, but after using this tio: ERE A t in believed 8 : o housands who. lasses can now disc; One man almost t 'through the principle of this won-} the ceased to be a boy and has ea man. The change is very apparent' to all who come in contact with him. Always inclined to seriousness, he has taken his share in the war very seriously indeed. His staff workhas included carrying despatches, acting as interpreter, superintending the goin | making of trenches, gnd duty as as- = sistant transport officer, and he: has been in imminent danger of death scores of times, % There is nothing aggressive about the persona! of "P./W." but he has a quiet way of standing no non- sense. ; : duty wate transport be- ing 'filled = Packages were being - thrown up to the man in the wagon, - whose duty it was to count them loudly, pausing as each fresh 25 ages were reached. The man in wagon, "tried it on" with the Prince;-. to .save himself trouble he started calling out "25" when he should have been saying "20." But it @id not work. said . the 'wagon and 'begin from the beginning again." 4 ht The world can get along without you but that's no.reagon for not try- ing to be one that the World doesn't want to get along without. Cond When a mother begins to fell Jher : children how smart their father is, they look at her as reproachfully as if they thought she was losing her A mind. > Doctor Tells How To Strengthen it 50 per cent In One Week's Time In Many Instances to strengtHen their eyes so as to be ¢ the trouble and expense of ever glasses. 'e troubles of many desc tions may wonderfully benefited by lowin e simple rules. Here is the seription : _ to an; Ju ¥ and get a bottle -Opto tablets. one Bon-Opto tallet in a fourth of a\g of water and allow to dissolve. With this id bathe the eyes two to You should up perceptibly Hi fmmation whi notice your eyes clear 1 dolly Sabpear. if your ony IIHE take {a8 Me? Popcieh brad "gh "uit in time, ° Ee Oh Are Lig ov the Sble time and mul : © It is sold in Teron wil he siat RJ A 1 One day at the front he a ol 2