;•$£ n£X «* '* ,>.* ;\f\«s, # f :Ji v"^ Mi, s- THrW >* ^ .*- * i , r '• "• ; v %"it j' ' •".••• "*. "•• ' ' ' ' ' '•~sSV-' >*• •"<% •fv 'j4:. 3^" mw ey Trouble Is Very D ̂ UajLlLPSTHI' /ATm'™>' tltoJGty/m&y/ravHr. x4rt£>Amaw/*/nr •YNOP81S. The story opens with a scream from Dorothy March in the opera box of Mrs. Missioner, a wealthy widow. It is oc casioned when Mrs. Mlssioner's necklace breaks, scattering the diamonds all over the floor. Curtis Grlswold and Bruxton Bands, society men in love with Mrs. Mis sloner, gather Up the gems. Griswold Steps on what Is supposed to be the cele brated Maharanee and crushed !t, A Hin doo declares It was not the genuine. An •Xpert later pronounces all the stones substitutes for the original. One of the missing diamonds is found In the room of Elinor Holcomb, confidential compan ion of Mrs. Missloner. She Is arrested, notwithstanding Mrs. Mlssioner's belief In her Innocence. Meantime, in an up town mansion, two Hindoos, who ar® In America to recover the Maharanee, dis cuss the arrest. Detectives Brits takes up the csuse. He asks the co-operation of Dr. Fitch, Elinor's fiance, in running down the real criminal. Brits learns that duplicates of Mrs. Mlssioner's diamonds were made in Paris on the order of Elinor Holcomb. While walking Britx is seized, bound and gagged by Hindoos. He Is imprisoned in a deserted house, but makes his escape. He Is convinced that the Hindoos are materially interested in the case. Pretending to be a reporter, Britz interviews the Swaml as to the rare diamonds of India. Britz learns of an in sane diamond expert on Ward's Island and decides to interview him. He learns enough to believe that either Sands or Grlswold employed the insane man to make counterfeits of the Mlsaloner frems. CHAPTER XVI<--(Continued.) "We've got the motive for the crime," the two men shouted In one breath. Britz pssumed an attitude of eager Interest. The prosecutor looked sig nificantly at him. "What have you discovered?" he asked. "That man Fitch is mixed up tn the case just as I always thought," Don nelly Informed him. "She stole those diamonds for his sake. It's another case of the girl turning thief to help her lover." "We've run the whole thing down and we have it here in black and white." His fingers clasped three or four letters which he flaunted tempt ingly before the eyes of tho prosecu tor. "They confirm our suBpclon that Fitch Is kt the bottom of the whole case. Rather, that he's the man 'high er up.'" Mott gathered the contents of the missives in three or four sweeping glances as ho handed them to Britz. He perused them closely, as If weigh ing their import while noting their contents. His Impassive face masked the emotions they aroused in him, and he returned them to the assistant district attorney with an air of indif ference. "These letters are conclusive," Mott pronounced. "Conclusive of what?" demanded Britz. "That Miss Holcomb was the tool of her fiance, and that the two have combined to enlist your sympathy." "I guess it wasn't a bad bit of de tective work to get those letters," Donnelly smiled. "I guess not," agreed Carson, anx ious to justify his partner's little out burst of self-adulation. Britz turned to them abruptly. Their flippant tones irritated him. His nature revolted at the ill-bred rejoic ing over the prospective degradation of a woman. "How did you get the letters ?" he asked brusquely. Donnelly, ready to burst with the Importance he had gathered, needed no urging to Impart the desired in formation. "I had Doctor Fitch shadowed from the day he appeared at headquarters to inquire about Miss Holcomb," he said. "That's how I got on that he was negotiating with a real estate agent Luckily, the agent was a friend of mine, and he Informed me that Fitch had purchased and paid for a site on which to build a mod ern sanitarium. Tes, sir, he put up 990,000 for the ground; and the build ings and furnishings, I learned, are to cost nearly a quarter of a million. It wasn't easy to get the agent to turn over Fltch'e letters, but I told him he'd have to produce them before the grand jury under a subpoena, so he handed them over." "Have you tried to learn where he got the money?" Britz demanded. "It's plain enough where he got the money. The individual stones of the necklace would bring all the money be needed for the deal." "But have you tried to make sure that he sold the diamonds?" Britz per sisted. "I'll get all that without much trouble," was the confident reply. "Well, go ahead and get It," Britz ordered. When the two detectives left the room Mott found it Impossible to re strain his gratification. "I guess you'll admit you're on the -wrong lay?" he Jeered. "You've be wildered yourself with your own zeal. This is the sort of stuff I want," he declared, fingering the letters. "YouVe been led astray. Now get «n the right trail and accomplish something." An attendant entered with a card. The prosecutor glanced at it and passed It over to the detectivel "He's an old friend," Mott remarked. *We were in college together." A dark flush suffused Britz' counte nance and deepened his yellow ivory complexion to a dull gray. He fixed, a look of anxious interrogation on Jfott, as if doubtful of the wisdom of admitting the visitor Into this back room of the temple of justioe. "I know he's one of your suspects," the prosecutor laughed, at the same time pressing a button which sounded a buzzer in the reception room. "Yes, he's one of the figures in this comedy of errors you're playing, but I'll not inform him that, in your eyes, he's one of the possible thieves. You may go ahead suspecting whom you will without interference on my part" The swinging door opened, and Grls wold sauntered Into the room. The cordial smile he bestowed on Mott faded to superciliousness when he be held Brits. He glanced at the de tective an if resentful of his presence. "I presume you can guess why I called," he said familiarly to the pros ecutor. "It requires no mind reader to fathom the object of your visit," Mott laughed back. "Mrs. Missloner is on the verge of nervous prostration," Griswold in formed. "She asked me to inquire about the progress of the case.^ Do you know, she can't get herself to be lieve Elinor guilty. Sands is Inclined to agree with her to the extent of of fering to go on Miss Holcomb's bond." "Why doesn't ho do so?" Inquired the prosecutor. "Because Mrs. Missloner objects," Griswold replied. "She believes that the swiftest way to clear Elindr is to permit her to remain in the Tombs. I confess I cannot see the force of her argument, but she is evidently acting under what she believes to bo com petent advice." Britz cushioned his head against the back of the chair in the attitude of an Indifferent listener to the con versation between the other men. If he had any views on the subject under discussion, he gave no audible indica tion of them. "This man Sands," suddenly queried Mott "seems to be an accepted suitor of Mrs. Missloner, doesn't he?" A wave of red mounted to Gris- wold's forehead. An angry twitch of the corners of his mouth revealed that the prosecutor had touched a ten der spot "He seems to divide his time be tween pursuing Mrs. Missloner and dropping his inherited millions in Wall street," Griswold replied. "I un derstand ho has been hard hit in the street and that his fortune is dwind ling at a rapid rate." "Is that so?" came a meaning query from Britz. He exchanged significant glances with Mott. "Do you happen to know anything of his financial affairs?" asked the prose cutor. The question threF Griswold into a deep study, out of which he came gradually by slow stages of men tal effort "I know he's been hard hit," he drawled. "And I know also that he's trying to conceal his reduced circum stances from Mrs. Mlssioner# In fact I believe he needs money with which to carry his stocks." Conscious of the shaft he had thrust and of the vague insinuation his words carried, Griswold stopped to watch the effect. Brits stared va cantly at the ceiling, as if unconscious of the hint conveyed by Grlswold. Mott seemed interested. "You don't think it possible he also is implicated in the theft?" he asked. "I should regard such a supposition as absurd," Grlswold declared. "But," he added, hastily, "I've had no experi ence with criminals." With a siy look at the detective Griswold arose and left the room. As the door swung behind him Brits asked: "Mott, what do you know about Griswold?" "Nothing that could be of any serv ice to you in hunting down the Mis sloner thief." "How long has he been in business here?" "About ten or fifteen years I should say." "He's been engaged in various en terprises since leaving college, hasn't he? Most of the ventures proved failures?" "You seem to know something of his business affairs," Mott fired back. "At present he's secretary of the Iroquois Trust company," Britz con tinued. disregarding the prosecutor's remark. "Do you know what salary he is receiving?" "He gets $10,000 a year," the attor ney informed him. "His fortune would be materially improved if he married Mrs. Mis sloner." "And you believe the theft of her jewels would help his suit?" the pros ecutor asked sarcastically. The detective vouchsafed no reply. With characteristic abruptness, he switched to Sands. "If Sands has lost heavily in Wall street we ought to look into it. He had equal opportunity with Grlswold to steal the collarette," he said. "I have no ohjectiou," Mott smiled. "By the way," he suddenly asked, "have you obtained any trace of the truth as to who manufactured the Maharanee?" "I nave found the manufacturer," Britz replied calmly. "What!" The prosecutor bounded out of his chair as if released by a spring. "'And you've withheld the in formation from met" "The manufacturer of tho stone Is useless as a witness. He's hopelessly insane." "Has ho thrown no light on tho case at all.?" "Yes, some light," Brits admitted reluctantly. He was not prepared to disclose his hand yet In fact he re alized an abundance of work still was neceesary before the result of the in terview in the insane asyium could be shaped into tangible evidence against the man who had ordered the dupli cate diamond. "Doesn't be recall who ordered the duplicate?" the prosecutor asked. "No," the detective replied. "He is In the last stage of dementia. But we searched his effects and found a sketch of the Maharanee drawn on the back of a visiting card." Triumphant beams shot from Mott's eyes. He faced the detective, one hand extended in congratulation. "I take back everything I said about your having botched the case," he of fered apologetically. "Whatever the outcome, you certainly are close to the heart of the mystery. Britz, was It a man or a woman who ordered the stone?" The defective's hand slipped into the Inner pocket of his coat It pro duced a long envelope from which he took the card, passing it over to ths prosecutor. Mott looked at the name engraved on the pasteboard with widening eyes. His lips extended un til the mouth seemed a thin, shapeless silt. Suddenly his Jaw opened and snapped, as If he had come to a quick determination. "Sands!" ho exclaimed. "So he or- ly to Britz. "What do you rnM*rj' out of it?" he snapped. "It is one of the guldeposts to the diamond theft," Britz pronounoed. The look of inquiry which the pros ecutor bestowed on the detective re mained unanswered. As if fearful of having committed some Indiscretion In giving even this meager hint of his thoughts, Britz rose hastily and with a parting hint as to the complexity of the case, swung through the door and hastened out of the building. Un consciously, his footsteps took him to headquarters, and into Manning's presence. "Grlswold was down here to set* me about the case," the chief informed him. "He tells me you induced Mott to postpone it for a month?" "I'm reaching out for the real thief," Britz returned. "Ive got him. Man ning. He can't get away." "Well, who's the thief?" the chief inquired tersely. Britz averted his face to conceal the unwonted agitation that had sud denly sprung up within him. A new light gleamed in his eyes--a light not called up by the excitement of ths chase. The mere tracking of crim inals was part of the routine of his life; he followed ths course of his trails unemotionally, like a well-oiled machine. But the contemplation of saving a human soul in distress, ths consciousness of exercising his talents In behalf of a woman who had touched his utmost pity, the knowledge that he alone stood between her and ths living death that awaited her In stats prison, increased the pulsation of his heart thrilled him with a sense of noble purpose that was a new and agreeable excitation. When he re- V "Griswold Was Down Here to See Ms About ths Cass." I now see the importance of Gris wold's information with regard to his financial affairs. Sands is hit bard in the market," he continued, slowly as if viewing the case from a nsw angle. "He s hard up. Needs ca#h to cover bis margins! Has a duplicate neck lace made! Of course, If be had the Maharanee counterfeited, he also had the rest of the paste gems manufac tured." Mott was talking half to him self, but his words kindled a pleasant light in the detective's eyes. "Sands has a motive (or the crime, and he has the opportunity to commit it." The prosecutor's hand closed about Britz palm. "I congratulate you," he fin ished. From the pocket of his coat Britz drew a newspaper and pointed to the big headlines of the first column. "MORE THAN TWO MILLIONS FOR TUBERCULOSA CURE." "What has that to do with the dia mond robSfery?" Mott Inquired. " "Ths committee for the Preven tion and Cure of Tuberculosis,' " the detective read, " acknowledges re ceipt of the following amounts from the following donors."" He pointed halfway down the column, and em phasizing each syllable, he said: " 'Bruxton Sands---$200,000.' It was the second largest individual donation and Mott grasped Its signifi cance instantly. "He certainly didn't steal the neck lace to raise money for the cure of tuberculosis." he commented. And he certainly couldn't have afforded that big check if be needed money for stock speculation." He turned sharp- fixed his gaze on the chief and, in a tone of cold indifference. Bald: "The thinnest of veils is drawn be tween the thief and his complete ex posure. I am not prepared to draw the veil aside yst But it will be torn away shortly--very shortly. And then he'll stand revealed before the world." "As mysterious as ever," the chief commented with a show of impatience. "Go ahead in your own way." CHAPTER XVII. A Pair of Thieves. Two men, late on that February af ternoon, were hastening eagerly along converging routes to the bachelor home of Bruxton Sands. One was S&nds himself. The other was Lieu tenant Britz of Headquarters. Every detail in the millionaire's suite in tbe St Barnabas and of his private room In the Bowling Green of fice was known to Brits even more minutely than to the owner. That had been among the early activities of the sleuth in connection with the case. He was able to assure himself, therefore, that no matter how much Sands might admire the Maharanee diamond, especially when It encircled the white throat of the wealthy widow, it would be nonsensical to suppose this admiration could descend to cov- etousness. Clearly, Britz was in some sort of blind alley. As the two men left their offices al most to the minute, Britz, many blocks ahead of Sands, had arrived at the St Barnabas before the million aire turned th$ Grace church bend in Broadway. Sands' man, when the detective announced he was there for an important talk with the million aire, admitted Britz readily to Sands' suits. Britz, sitting in a great leather armchair in an attitude of sybaritic ease, choee a panatela from his pocket case, and then, with his eyes fixed on the ceiling and his hands clasped at the back of his neck, he gave himself up to aB many moments of uninter rupted thought as the non-arrival of the unconscious host would permit He had reached a point In his medita tions that for an Instant seemed to open a way for an explanation, for which he had come to see Sands, when a faint rustling in the adjoining room reached his acute ear. A ribbon of subdued light between portieres of Moorish leather gave pas sage to his glance. He saw a shadow flutter at a far window and, in tho next Instant rapidly and noiselessly, he had slid out of the armchair until be was on his knees on the rug be hind the shelter of a library table plied high with books. Inch by Inch, soundless, Britz lifted one knee until his foot rested firmly on the floor; inch by inch, still without a sound, he raised the other. When he was fairly on his feet, but in a crouching attitude, he half walked, half crawled, around the table by the longer way, until he was cloee to the portieres. Britz was too good a sleuth to make the mistake of looking between the portieres to get a glimpse of the Inner room. It was no part of his program to be seen by Sands' other visitor, or visitors. He felt justified in giving way to his curiosity because it might be as much to the millionaire's interests as to his own--to say nothing of Mrs. Mlssion er's, and that of the public. In fact the headquarters man did not waste much time In such reflections. He wanted to see and hear what was go ing on. and he took the readiest means of doing so. Instead of risking the danger of being seen between the parting of the portieres, he pierced with his scarf pin a tiny hole in the leather curtain behind which he stood, and applying one eye closely, he could see the whole inner room. It was the millionaire's bedroom, and he com manded everything except the angle in which was set the window where he had glimpsed the shadow. A slight ly more vigorous twist or two of the pin enlarged the microscopical aper ture, so that he could see even that detail of the Interior. Brits almost grunted with satisfaction at what hs witnessed in the next few minutes. The shadow man was still at the win dow, fluttering, flitting to and fro, rising and falling. It crouched out side the window in such a way ss showed Brits it was on a fire escape or a balcony of some sort The rust ling sound Increased, and it was fol lowed by a faint "cheep," like a spar row's call. . A second shadow fluttered from a point above the window and melted into the outlines of the first Then came a slightly rasping sound, and the lower sash, Britz noticed, trembled. By well-nigh imperceptible degrees the sash was lifted. The next Instant two men noiselessly lowered themselves to tbe floor and glanced hastily about the room. Reassured by the swift look, they tiptoed along the walls from right to left; one of them stopped at a chiffonier, the other con tinued his little journey of Investiga tion until he arrived at the portieres. Then It was that Britz held his breath. He held it for seconds that seemed as tedious as hours, while tbe nearer of the strange visitors, sepa rated from him only by the thickness of the leather, peered through the parting between the curtains into the 'ibrary where the detective stood. Britz had not obtained a good view of tbe Intruder's face, for it was half hidden by a loose fold of the turban upon his head that Indicated the stranger's nationality. Brltz's eyes still were fixed at the hole, and by that time the stranger was out of his line of vision. Had such not been ths case, it is possible that even the imper turbable Brits would have moved at least to the extent of a swift reach to a side pocket In his coat For It was about as evil a countenance ss one could expect to see anjmrhere, save under the shadow of the gallows. In its rapacity, ferocity, blood thirstl- ness and cruelty of every degree spoke loudly. If that savage face had advanced an inch or two nearer, those snaky eyes would have seen the man from Mulberry street who shrank into himself behind the shelter of the pro tecting strip of leather. But it did not; and, after a leisurely survey of the Interior, the Oriental returned to the other end of the inner room and rejoined his companion. Hardly had Britz begun to let the air seep out of his lungs, and before he had indulged In the luxury of an Intake of breath, when he became an Interested spectator in the gentleman ly art of searching a gentleman's room. The Central office man was no Vldocq. It is doubtful if he had even read Poe's story of "The Missing Let ter," and had he done so, it is by no means certain he would have adapted the methods of the French police to metropolitan detective work. Never theless, he had flattered himself that he usually made a pretty thorough search for anything he wanted; but what he saw through that tiny pin hole in the leather portiere showed him that he was ths veriest tyro in that sort of thing. The two visitors went through the millionaire's furni ture and other possessions with a min uteness that would have made a fine- tooth comb look like a garden rake. There could not have remained any thing--any nook or corner, any crack or crevice, not anything larger than a bacillus which they happened to covet If an article no bigger than a plnhead had been the object of their hunt their untiring scrutiny would have brought it to light. Yet so deftly had they searched that, granting them a minute's respite, they could have left the room without any traces of their activity. Their search seemed fruitless until they arrived at a desk under a hang ing incandescent lamp, at which Brits assumed Sands was in the habit of writing his more personal letters. From one of the pigeon-holes, one of the Intruders drew something that crackled slightly as the man stuffed It Into the folds of his tunic. From a neighboring compartment of the desk, the second stranger drew another find, which he In turn hastily hid in the same way. With lightning rapidity, they went through every part of the deslf. In that same Instant Britz felt rather than heard a footstep behind him, and, jerking a glance over his shoulders, saw Sands advancing upon him angrily. With a quick uplift of his hand, the detective stopped the millionaire in his tracks, and then drew him quietly toward the portiere and motioned for him to loo* through the hole in the leather. Sands bent a little, and then glanced wonderingly into the bedroom. He raised a face of astonished inquiry to Britz. He was answered by another silencing ges ture from the sleuth. He looked once mors through the tiny hole just In time to see the Hlndpos straighten themselves from their crouching at titude over the desk and turn toward the window. His hand thrust Itself into his coat pocket, he slipped into the opening In the portieres with a single stride, and, leveling an auto matic pistol that looked more like a block of steel than anything else, hs cried: "Hands up!" The men did not turn; Instead, they leaped for the window, followed by Britz and Sands. Quick as they were, they were not quick enough for ths Headquarters man. Launching his wiry form as a tiger springs, Britz, pistol In hand, hurled himself between the foremost Indian and the open win dow and seized him In his strong grasp. Sands, almost as rapid in his movements in spite of his bulk, flung a powerful arm about the throat of the other Intruder, and with his other hand closed the window with a crash. Britz and Sands dragged their pris oners to the other side of the room and forced them down upon a couch. Then the sleuth, slipping his pistol back into his pocket, seized the Indian Sands was holding by the throat, and, more as an order than s request ask* ed tbe millionaire to bind the cap tives. "I think I recognise you, my dear young friends," he said. "You are two of the dark Jugglers who had fun with me in Central Park and River side Drive last evening. I think it's about time for me to return the com pliment with a merry little Jest of my own." Turning his head to the mil lionaire, he said again: "If you hsvs any silk handkerchiefs to spare, Mr. Sands, please use them as handcuffs. These gentlemen are accustomed to silk, and I would not like to use any thing cheaper on them than they used on me. I suppose if we trussed them up with cotton or hemp, they'd die of mortification." The detective's sarcasm was lost on Sands until he thought to recount in a few brief words his abduction in the park and ths struggle for life that had followed it. It was evident that, In spite of the detective's coolness, be had some feeling on the subject In fact, his manner toward the now cow ering Hindoos was more or less re vengeful. Sands fell In with the hu mor of the situation, and in a very few minutes the Easterners were bound with silk handkerchiefs as soft, yet strong, as any scarf they could have produced in tbe bazaars of Cstf- cutta or Cawnpore. When the task was done, and it was done pretty neat ly, Britz relaxed his hold on the half- struggling men's throats and pushed them against the back of the sofa un til they half-sat, half-lay there, head to head. Then he stepped back, rest ed his hands on his hips, and eyed them mockingly. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Among the Cannibals. "In my most successful novel." said Upton Sinclair, at a vegetarian ban quet in New York, "I aimed at the public s heart and hit It with my beef talk. In the stomach. "I was rather like the Ban gala mis sionary, who said: "'I failed, alas, to bring tears to those cannibals' eyes, but at least I made their mouths water.'" He Saw all the Real Sights 'Wonderful Things Uncle Tlmrod Wit- In the City Did Not In clude Museums. -WeH. Uncle Tlmrod," says ths nephew after breakfast, "I wish I -could take you around to see the sights of the city today, btlt I've gtft * lot of Important business on hand; so IH have to let you run around by your-. rod, contentedly. ..sslL Hsrs's a list of the museums, t '**"• AiA * city hall, public buildings, parks and things like that, with directions how to get to each one." That evening Uncle Tlmrod comes home weary, but satisfied. "Well," asked the nephew, "did you have any trouble finding your way around?" "No; I got on line," says Unsle Tlm- And did you think ths pubUs build ings and museums and parks were as fine as you expected?" "Well, Jimmy, I tell you. I got so interested in seeln' sights that I never got to one o' them places. I seen a machine In a window that pulls taffy, an' a whole lot o' fancy knifes in an other, an' one place I seen a clock that tells th' time anywhere on earth, an' I seen a whole window full o' ca nary birds an' pups, an' I looked into a barber shop that had wimmen bar bers, an* I seen the fire engines run an* the patrol wagon comss an' takes a fel ler to Jail, an' a street car run *nto s automobile, an' a 'lectrlc tnain whtzzin' round an' round in another window, an' nigh onto 50 barrels o' apples in front of a store, an' a compass in a window, an' a place whur they cut oysters open fer ye--an I et a dozen right there, an' a feller palntin' plcters in a window an' sellln' 'em frames an' all fer a dollar an' two blta apiece, an' --Oh, laws! I can't begin to tell ye all th' sights I seen. I'm clean tuckered out, an' my neck hurts because I watched two fellers washln' windows 'way up 19 floors fom th' ground. 1 counted It three times. Twlcet I made it 19 an' oncet 20, so I guess I'm on th' safe side. Yep. I certainly have been seeln' th' sights, Jimmy."--Judge. WhX Capitols Burn. Pennsylvania has had a capltol burn. Only a few weeks ago the Mis souri Capitol was burned, involving tbe destruction of a great mass of ex- teremely valuable historical material. A few years ago the Wisconsin Cap itol was destroyed by fire, and there also were consumed historical records of the greatest interest Now the New York Capitol has been Are-swept and tho State Library, which Included ons of the most valuable historical col lections in the country, has been de stroyed. State capltols ought to be among the safest of structures. Thej are very expensive, and yet they seem to be rather subject to fires, and fires started therein burn with astonishing rapidity. 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MIS VOCATION. -ft " *%T -1 5 'I suppose you'll be an agricultuV* 1st when you grow •. "No'm. I' m jest goin* S|(| this farm, that's all." ~ ; •Ti Fellows In Distress. t <,^3 An efficient woman principal "Wt New York grammar school, though devoid of good looks and bearing th# marks of long service in her protest , i •ion, still retains ths charm of a ds» llghtful frankness. One day white. _ watching the pupils pass out of hsf building two by two, as usual, she s*» gj tlced one boy marching alone, wttfc*' hiB arm to his eyes, sobbing tumult# ously. In answer to her solicitous i4^V\.H qutry as she drew him from the Un^^ the little fellow walled: "I--I haven't " * /' g-got no pardner!" " ! The principal extendsd a prompt » and sympathetic hand. "Shake, deaf , boy, shake!" die invited. 1 haven % -- >. feHl Somswhst Inconelstsnt. The young woman iiiia spent day. She had browbeaten fourteen,;-; sales-people, bullyragged a shop* walker, argued victoriously with ft milliner, laid down the law to a mo<|> Iste. nipped In the bud a taxi chaufr feur's attempt to overcharge he&v made a street-car conductor stop tbif car in the middle of a non-stop ruf|. for her, discharged her maid and e» gaged another, and otherwise refuse# to allow herself to be Imposed upo*. Yet she did not smile that evening when a young man begged: "Let me be your protector throogfc lifs!" Left Him Thinking. T promised my wife s half-crown to put in a home-safe every time I kissed her. Later, when she opened the safe, there were a lot of sover eigns and half-sovereigns in it. I asked her where she got them. " 'Everybody . Is not so stingy SS you,' she replied."--London Tit-Bits. After a woman living in a small town has visited In the city for a coo- pie of weeks she calls her hired girl a nuJi! *