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CHAPTER XIX., ' fmi • The Hollow of Her Hand, -i When Booth called in the afternoon V K* 'Tfci • * "V.. 58?: . „ '•* '**' v*' -v.* t' •' •£< cv'.H » . i •::• , »"tyv" •t Sara's apartment, he was met by ,-|he nqws that she was quite ill and •ould see no one--not even him. The #octor had been summoned during the Sight and had returned in the morn­ ing, to find that she had a very high temperature. The butler could not jfenlighteu Booth further than this, •accept to add that a nurse was com- tUg in to take charge of Mre. Wran­ dall, more for the purpose of watching her symptoms than for anything else, 'fee believed. At least, so the doctor feed said. . Two days passed before the dis­ tressed ycung man could get any defl- •Ste newsj concerning her condition. He unconsciously began to think of it 96 a malady, not a mere illness, due Of course to a remark Carroll had stropped when Sara had told him the •hole truth of the tragedy and of her own vindictive plans. It was Carroll himself who gave a definite re- fort of Sara. He met the lawyer com­ ing away from the apartment when he Odled to inquire. "She isn't out of her head, or any- thing like that," said Carroll uneasily, 'trat she's in a bad way, Booth. Ill tail you what I think is troubling her •lore than anything else. Down in her heart she realizes that Hetty Castle- ton has got to be brought face to face With the Wrandalls." "The deuce you say!"* "Today I saw her for the first time. •Jttmost immediately she asked me if I thought the W ran da lis would treat Betty fairly if they ever found out the truth about her. I said I thought they would. I didnt have the heart to tell her that their grievance un­ doubtedly would be shifted from Hetty to her, and that they wouldn't be like­ ly to forgive her for the stand she'd taken. She doesnt seem to care, how- ever, what the Wrandalls think of her. Xly the way, have yon any Influence Wror Hetty Castleton?" " "I wish I were sure that I had." said Jpooth. Do yon think she would cone if yon t her a cablegram?" "1 am going orer-- \V ^ *flBhe wU1 have yOBr ***** ta » r •ouple of dayB, according to Sara, who K \ . f , S e e m s t o h a v e a v e r y f a i t h f u l c o r r e - ^ondent in the person of that maid. I shudder to think of the cable tolls |^'y / , / te the past few months! I sometimes Wonder if the maid suspects anything ft V v-- . fcore than a loving interest In Miss ^ Castleton. What I was about to sug- ^ test is this: Couldn't yon cable her on Friday saying that Sara la very ill? ^ : This is Tuesday." > \**I will cable, of course, but Sara $£.' v £«.< s Jjpust not know that I've done it" Ia "Can you come to my office tomor- C afternoon?" * ,y\ ./"Yes. Tomorrow night I go PWkd^Phia, to be gone till » Friday. I hope It will not be necessary y%' ^ Ipr me to stay longer. You never can ' " < Ipll about these operations." ' V;;:' "I trust everything will go well, •: Brandon." Several things of note transpired fejv/ before noon on Friday, ply 4$> The Wrandalls arrived? from Eu- *ppe, without the recalcitrant colonel. : Mr. Redmond Wrandall, who met them - ** the dock, heaved a sigh of relief. ^ ̂ "He will be over on the Lusitania, & Y * ' F ® * * B a i l i n g > " 8 8 1 ( 1 L e « l i e . w h o f o r V'- • 'Spine reason best known to fctnwatf >! "*ore a troubled look. Mr. Vt'randall'E face fell. "I hope |*$£ T 'tW**" he said, much to the indignation ijgls. 11113! Mat tha Lawyer Coming A way <i& From tha'Apartment. 1 wife and the secret uneasiness ^ son. "Theee predatory connec­ tions of the British nobility--" - "Predatory!" gasped Mrs. Wrandall. a blood-sucking lot," went on old gentleman firmly. "If he «omes to New York. Leslie, I'll stake py head he wont be long in borrowing •h few thousand dollars from each of W- And he'll not seek to humiliate us by attempting to pay it back. Oh, I l^now them." rfX Leslie swallowed rather hard. ""What's the news here,dad?" he aaked 'SV;. tastily. "Anybody dead?" "Sara is quite ill, I hear. Slow fe**r : <»f some sort, Carroll tells me." "Ib going to marry Brandy Mt- Booth?" asked his pon. Mr. Wrandall's face stiffened. "I ;^#T ..|pV-':fear 1 was a little hasty In my couclu- aions. Brandon came to the offlc< tfesf • tv®* *ew days a8° and informed me In plain words that there is abso­ lutely nothing in the report." "The deuce you say! 'Gad, I wrote her a rather Intimate letter--" Leslie got no farther than this. He i somewhat stunned and bewildered by hie private reflections. Mr. Wrandall was lost in study for .some minutes, paying no attention to ^ the remarks of the other occupants of us: the motor that whirled them across town. / "By the way, my dear," ho said to .his wife, a trifle irrelevantly, "don't you think It would be right for you and Vivian to drop in this afternoon and see .Sara? Just to let her know that she Isn't without--" "It's out of the question, Redmond." said his wife, a shocked expression in ber face as much as to say that he must be quite out of his head to sug­ gest such a thing. '"We shall be dread­ fully busy for several daye, unpacking and--well, doing all sorts of necessary things." "She la pretty sick. I hoar," mumbled he. "Hasn't she got a nurse?" demanded his wife. "I merely offered the suggestion in order--" "Well, well see her next week, Any other news?" "Mrs. Booth, Brandon's mother, was operated on for something or other day before yesterday." "Oh, dear! The poor thing! Where?" "Philadelphia, of course." "I wonder if--let me see, Leslie, isn't there a good train to Philadel­ phia at four o'clock? I could go--" "Really, my dear," saicj her hue* hand sharply. "You forget how busy we are, moth­ er," said Vivian, without a smile. "Nonsense!" said Mrs. Wrandall* hi considerable confusion. "Waa it *a seri­ ous operation, Redmond ?" "They cut a bone out of her nose, that's all. Brandon says her heart Is weak. They were afraid of the ether. She's all right, Carroll says." "Goodness!" cried Mrs. Wrandall. One might have suspected a note of disappointment in her voice. "I shall go up to see Sara this after­ noon," said Vivian calmly. "What's the number of her new apartment?" "You have been up to see her, 6t course," said Mrs. Wrandall acidly. He fidgetted. "I didnt hear of her illness until yesterday." "IH go up with you, Vlv," said Lea- He. "No, you wont," said his sister flat­ ly. "I'm going to apologize to her for something I eald to Brandon Booth. Yon needn't tag along, Les." At half-past five in the afternoon, the Wrandall llmousihe stopped in front of the tall apartment building near the park, a footman jerked open the door, and Miss Wrandall stepped out. At the same moment a telegraph messenger boy paused on the sidewalk to compute the artistic but puzzling numerals on the imposing grilled doors of the building. Miss Wrandall had herself an­ nounced by the obsequious doorman, and stood by In patience to wait for the absurd rule of the house to be carried out: "No one could get In without being announced from below," said the doorman. %"1 c'n get in all right, all right," said the messenger boy, "I got a tellygram for de loidy." Go to the rear!" exclaimed the doorman, with some energy. While Miss Wrandall waited In Sara's reception hall on the tenth floor, the messenger, having traversed a more devious route, arrived with his message. Watson took the envelope and told him to wait. Five minutes passed. Miss Wrandall grew very uncomfort­ able under the persistent though com­ plimentary gaze of the street urchin. He stared at her, wide-eyed and ad­ miring, his tribute to the glorious. She stared back occasionally, narrow-eyed and reproving, her tribute to the gro­ tesque. "Will you. please step Into the draw­ ing-room, Misa. Wrandall," said Wat­ son, returning. He led her;across the email foyer and threw open a door. She passed into the room beyond. Then he turned to the boy who stood beside the hall seat, making change for a quarter as he approached. 'Here," he said, handing hiin the re­ ceipt book and a dime, "that's for you." He dropped the quarter into his own pocket, where it mingled with coins that were strangers to it up to that instant, and imperiously closed the door behind the boy who failed to say "thank you." Every man to hie trade! There was a woman in the drawing- room when Vivian entered, standing well over against the windows with her back to the light. The visitor stopped short in surprise. She had expected to find her sister-in-law in bed, attended by a politely superior person in pure white. Why, Sara," she began, "I am so glad to see you are up and--" The other woman came forward. But I am not Sara, Miss Wrandall," 6he said, in a well-remembered voice. 'How do you do?" Vivian found herself looking into the face of Hetty Castleton. Instantly she extended her hand. "This is a surprise!" she exclaimed- "When did you return? Leslie told me your plans were quite settled when he eaw you in Lucerne. Oh, I see! Of course! How stupid of me. Sara aent for you." "She has been quite ill," said Het­ ty, non-committally. "We got in yester­ day. I thought my place was here, naturally." "Naturally;" repeated Vivian, la a detached sort of way. "How la aha today? May I see her?" "She 1b very much better. In fact, she is sitting up in her room." A warm flush suffused her face, a shy smile ap­ peared in her eyes. "She is receiving two gentlemen visitors, to be perfectly honest. Miss Wrandall, her lawyer, Mr. Carroll, and--Mr. Booth." They "were seated side by side on the uncomfortable Louis Seize divan in the middle .of the room. "Perhaps she won't care to see'me. after an audience so fatiguing," said Miss Wrandall sweetly. "And ao ex­ asperating," she added, with % smile. Hetty looked ber perplexity. "But she will see you. Miss Wran­ dall--if you don't mind waiting. It Is a business conference they're hav­ ing." An ironic gleam appeared in the cor­ ner of Vivian'e eye. "Oh," ahe said, and waited. Hetty smiled uncertain­ ly. All at once the tall American girl was impressed by the wistful, almost humble look in the Englishwoman's eyes, an appealing look that caused her to wonder not a little. Like a flash she jumped at an obvious conclusion, and almost caught ber breath. This girl loved Booth and was losing him! Vivian exulted for a moment and then, with an impulse she could not quite catalogue, laid her hand on the other's slim fingers, and murmured somewhat hazily: "Never mind, never mind!" "Oh. you must wait," cried Hetty, not at all in touch with the other's mood. "Sara expects to see you; The men will be out in a few minutes." "I think I will run In tomorrow morning," said Vivian hastily. She arose almost Immediately and again Vivian Found Herseh Looking Into the Face of Hetty Castlston. extended her hand. "So glad to see you back again, Mies Castleton. Come and see me. Give my love to Sara." She took her departure in some haste, and In her heart she was rejoic­ ing that she had not sucoMded in ma­ king a fool of herself by confessing to Sara that she had said unkind things about her to Brandon Booth. Hetty resumed her seat in the broad French window and stared out over the barren treetops in tbfl park. A frightened, pathetic droop returned to her lips^ It had been there most of the day. In Sara's boudoir, the doors of which were carefully cloved, three persons were in close, even repressed confer­ ence. The young mistress of the house sat propped up in a luxurious chaise- lounge, wan» but intense. Confronting here were the two pen, burning for­ ward in their chairs. Mr. Carroll held in his hand a number of papers, prom­ inent among them being three or four telegrams. Booth's face was radiant despite the serious matter that occu­ pied his mind. He had reached town early in the morning tn response to a telephone meseage frem Carroll an­ nouncing the sudden, luianuCanced ap­ pearance of Hetty Castleton at his of­ fices on the previous afternoon. The girl's arrival had been roost unexpect­ ed. She walked in on HJr. Carroll, ac­ companied by her maid, vho had a dis­ tinctly sheepish look in her nyes and Beemed eager to explain Something but could not find the opiiortflnity. With some flrmnese, M<ss Castleton had asked Mr. Carroll to exp'ain why the woman had been set to fpy upon her every moment, a demand ihe wor­ thy lawyer could not well wee* for the good and sufficient reason Chat ^e wasn't very clear about it himself. Then Hetty broke down and cried, confessing that she was eager to go to Mrs. Wrandall, at the same time sob­ bing out eomething about a symbolic dicky-bird, much to Mr. Carroll's won­ der and perplexity. He sent the maid from the room, and retired with Miss Castleton to the Innermost of his private offices, where without much preamble he informed her that he knew everything. More­ over, Mr. Booth was in possession of all the facts and was even then on the point of starting for Europe to see her. Of course, his letter had failed to reach her in time. There was quite a tragic scene in the seclusion of that remote little office, during which Mr. Carroll wiped his eyes and blew his nose more than once, after which he took it upon himself to dispatch a mes­ senger to Sara with the word that he and Miss Castleton would present themselves within half an hour after his note bad been delivered. The meeting between Sara and Het­ ty was affecting. . . . Almost im­ mediately the former began to show the most singular signs of improve­ ment She laughed and cried and joy- ouBly announced to the protesting nurse that she was feeling quite well again! And, In truth, she got up from the couch on which she reclined and insisted on being dressed for dinner. In another room the amazed nurse waa frantically appealing to Mr. Carroll to let her send for the doctor, only to be confounded by his urbane announce­ ment that Mrs. Wrandall waa aa "right ae a string" and, please God, she wouldn't need the services of doctor or nurse again for years to come. Then he asked the nurse if she had ever heard of a disease called "nostalgia.1 She said she had heard of "home­ sickness." "Well, that'a what ailed Mra. Wran­ dall," he said. "Mifts Castleton Is the cure." Booth cam* the next morning. . . . Even, as she lay passive in his arps, Hetty denied him. Her ' arms were around his neck as she miserably whispered that she could not, would not be his wife, notwithstanding her love for him and his readiness to ac­ cept her aa ahe was. She waa obdurate, lovingly, tenderly obdurate. He would have despaired but for Sara, to whom he afterwards appealed. "Wait," was all that Sara had said, but he took heart. He was beginning to look upon her as a sorceress. A week ago he had felt sorry for her; his heart had been touched by her transparent misery. Today he saw her in another light altogether; as the determined, resourceful, calculating woman who, having failed to attain a certain end, was now intensely, keenly interested in the development of an­ other of a totally different nature. He could not feel sorry for her today. Hetty deliberately had placed her­ self In their hands, withdrawing from the conference shortly before Vivian's arrival to give horianif over to gloorov conjectures as to the future, not only for herself, but for the man Bhe loved and the woman ehe worshiped with something of the fidelity of a beaten dog. • • • • • • • At a later conference participated In by Sara, Booth and Mr. Carroll, the old lawyer spoke plainly. "Now are you both willing^ to give serious consideration to the plan I pro­ pose? Take time to think it over. No harm will come to Miss Castleton, I am confident. There will be a nine days' sensation, but, after all, it is the best thing for everybody. You pro­ pose living abroad. Booth, so what are the odds if--" "I shan't live abroad unless Hetty reconsiders her decision to not marry me," said the young man dismally. " 'Gad, Sara, you must convince her that I love her better than--" mm ($?$$$§!) ffljw 9 NOT IN ALL THINGS GROSS Mechanical the Age May Be, But It Has the Best of the Spirit of the Paat. Ours, says a veteran theater Diana- ger gloomily, is a mechanical age, in which less and less is left to the hu­ man factor, to originality, individual­ ity and the spirit. Ours is, indeed, a mechanical age, but it is not an age that dispenses, or Is at all likely to dispense with charm, beauty and the things of the spirit. To the broader vision--like that of Wells--a mechani­ cal age is an age "set free," an age that has more time for study, contem­ plation and right living. There is no reason why vulgarity and gross mate­ rialism should capture the wonderful mechanical devices of the age; and there is plenty of evidence that "the spirit" lh busy trying to utilize the same devices. Automatic players have brought music--and good music, too-- into tens of thousands ot homes In small towns and rural districts. The movies are doing wonders. They will soon become an adjunct of every school, museum and cultural agency. They will democratize Bcience. They will make "dry" studies attractive. They will steadily elevate the stand­ ards of popular entertainment, annex­ ing the spheres of romance, adventure and beauty. Our mechanical age en­ ables polar explorers to take music along with them, but has it killed the spirit of polar explorations? Our age has given us aeroplanes, but has it de­ stroyed the spirit of the airmen? Is our age deficient in courage, benevo­ lence, appreciation of natural won­ ders and tha finer achievements of man? Knowledge and invention shall make us freer, and freedom from too monotonous, grinding toil will make us more truly human, more truly so­ cial and civilized. What Came Up. An Englishman was driving around County Tipperary one warm day, when he came across a farmer setting pota­ toes. Thinking to have a Joke with him. he began: "Well, Pat, what are you planting?" "Praties, sir," said Pat "Do you think potatoes will come up?" asked the Englishman. "Of course," said Pat "Why, I set onions last year In our garden, and carrot* came up," said the Englishman. "Oh," said Pat "I set an acre of turnips last year in that field over there, and do you know what came up?" "No," replied the Englishman. "Mike Murphy's old black donkey, and ate them all," answered Pat. Motes and Beams. George Ade, over a cup of afternoon tea with a group of cynical bachelors at the Chicago Athletic club. Bald: "Married men declare that their wives can't keep a secret, but these men themselves are just as bad. "A married man buttonholed me In the billiard room an hour ago and me a frightful scandal. " 'Don't let this go any further, George,' he ended. "'No, certainly not,' said L *BM how did you happen to hear itf " 'Oh, the wife, of course,' he swered. 'She's just like all can't keep a secret' * "I think the knows all that, Bran­ don. As I said before, wait! And now, Mr. Carroll, I have this to say to your suggestion: I for one am relentlessly opposed to the plan you advocate. There is no occasion for this matter to go to the public. A trial, you say, would be a mere formality. I am not so sure of that Why put poor Hetty's head in the lion's mouth at this late stage, after 1 have protected her so carefully all these months? Why, take the risk? We know she is innocent Isn't it enough that we acquit her iu our hearts? No, I cannot consent, and I hold both of you to your promises." "There is nothing more I can say, my dear Sara," said Carroll, shaking his head gloomily, "except to urge you to think it over very seriously. Re­ member, it may mean a great deal to hei^--and to our eager young friend here. Years from now, like a bolt from the sky, the truth may come out in some way. Think of what it wonld mean then." Sara regarded him steadily. "There are but four people who know the truth," she said slowly. "It isnt like­ ly that Hetty or Brandon will telV the story. Professional honor forbids your doing so. That leaves me as the sole peril. Ie that what you would imply, my dear friend?" "Not at all/* he cited haatily, at all. I---" "That's all tommy-rot, Sara," cried Booth earnestly. "We just couldn't have anything to fear from you." With curious inconsistency, she shook her head and remarked: "Of course, you never could be quite easy in your minds. There would always be the feeling of unrest. Am I to be trusted, sifter all? I have proved my- eelf to be a vindictive schemer. What assurance can you and Hetty have that I will not turn against one or the oth­ er of you some time and crush you to satisfy a personal grievance? How do you know, Brandon, that I am not in love with you at this vei^--" "Good heavens, 8ara!" ha cried, agape. "-- at this very moment?" she con­ tinued. "It would not be so very strange, would it? I am very human. The power to love is not denied me. Oh, I am merely phlloeophizing. Don't look so serious. We will suppose that I continued along my career as the woman scorned. You have seen how I smart under the lash. Well?" "But all that is impossible," said Booth, his face clearing. "You're not in love with me, and never can be. That! for your philosophy!" At the same instant he ' became aware of the singular gleam in her eyes; a liquid, oriental glow that seemed to reflect light on her lower lids as she sat there with her face in the shadow. Once or twice before he had been conscious of the mysterious, seductive appeal. He etared back at her, almost defensively, but her gaze did not waver. Lit was he who flret looked away, curiously uncomfortable. "Still." she said slowly, "I think you would be wise to consider all possible contingencies." "IU take chances, Sara," he said, with an odd buoyancy in his voice that, for the life of him. he could not ex­ plain, even to himself. "Even admitting that such should turn out to be the case*" said Mr. Car­ roll judicially, "I don't believe you'd go so far^as to put your loyal friends in jeopardy, Sara. So we will dismiss the thought. Don't forget, however, that you hold them in the hollow of your hand. My original contention was baeed on the time-honored saying, 'murder will out' We never can tell what may turn up. The best laid plans of men and mice oft--" Sara settled back among the cush­ ions with a peremptory wave of her hand. The loose, flowing sleeve fell away, revealing her white, exquisitely modeled arm almost to the shoulder. For some strange, unaccountable rea­ son Booth'8 eyee fell. "I am tired, wretchedly tired. It has been a most exhausting day," she said, with a sudden note of weariness in her voice. Both men Btarted up apolo­ getically. "I will think seriously of your plan, Mr. Carroll. There is no hurry, I'm sure. Please send Mise Wrandall in to me, will you? Perhaps you would better tell Hetty to come in as soon as Vivian leaves. Come back tomorrow afternoon, Brandon. 1 shall be much more cheerful. By the way, have you noticed that Dicky, out in the library, has been singing all aft­ ernoon as if his little throat would split? It is vVry curious, but today is-' the first time he has uttered a note in nearly five months. Just listen to him! He fairly riotous with song," Booth leaned over and kissed the hand she lifted to him. "He is like the rest of us, Sara, inordinately happy." A slight shiver ran through her arm. He felt it "I am so afraid hie exuberance of spirit may annoy Vivian," said she, with a rare smile. "She detests vul­ garity." The men departed. She lay back In the chaise-lounge, her eyes fixed on the hand he had touched with his lips. Watson tapped twice on the door. "Mlse- Wrandall could not wait, ma'am," he said, opening the door soft­ ly. "She will call again tomorrow." "Thank you, Watson. Will you hand me the cigarettes?" WatBon hesitated. "The cigarettes, ma'am?" "Yes." "But the doctor's orders, ma'am, {tag­ ging your pardon for--" , /"Vf "I have a new doctor, Watson." "I beg pardon, ma'am!" "The celebrated Doctor Folly," she said lightly. > ,^,;.;CWAPTtEII / "Sara Wrandall's Decision. "Now, you see what 1 mean, Braa> don, when 1 insist Nit it would be a mistake for you to marry me." said Hetty in a troubled voice. "I feel Sara will not let me go." "That'B pure nonsense, Hetty," he said. "She wants you to marry me, I am positive." He may have thought his tone convincing, but something caused her to regard him rather fixed­ ly, as if she were trying to solve an elusive puzsle. He took her by the arxn and raised her to her feet Holding her quite close, he looked down into her ques­ tioning eyes and said very seriously: "You are suspicious, even of me. dearest. I want you. There is but one way for you^o be at peace with yourself; shift your cares over to my shoulders. I will stand between you and everything that may come up to trouble you. We love one another. Why should we sacrifice our love for the sake of a shadow? For a week, dearest, I've been pleading with you; woh't you end the suspense today-- end it now--toid say you will be my wife?" The appeal was so gentle, so sincere, so full of longing that she wavered. Her tender blue eyes, lately so full of dread, grew moist with the Ineffable sweetness of love, and capitulation was in them. Her warm, red lips part­ ed in a dear little smile of surrender, "You know I love yon," she said tremulously. He kissed the lovely, appealing lips, not once but many times. "God, how I worship you," he whis­ pered passionately. "I can't go on with­ out you, darling. You are life to me. I love you! I love you!" ' She drew back in his arms, th« shadow chasing the light out of her eyes. "We are both living in the present, we are both thinking only of it, Bran­ don. What of the future? Can we fore­ see the future? Dear heart, I am al­ ways thinking of your future, not my own. Is it right for me to bring you--* "And I am thinking only of your fu ture," he Bald gravely. "The future that shall be mine to shape and to make glad with the fulfilment of every promise that love has in store for both of us. Put away the doubts, drive out the shadows, dearest. Live in the light for ever. Love is light" "If I were only sure that my shad­ ows would not descend upon you, I--•" He drew. her close and kissed hef again. "I am not afraid of your shadows. God be my witness, Hetty, I glory In them. They do not reflect weakness, but strength and nobility. They make you all the more worth having. I thank God that you are what yon dear heart." "Give me a few days longer, Bra* don," she pleadbd. "Let me conquer this strange thing that lies here In Bty brain. My heart is yours, my soul It yours. But the brain is a rebel. ! must triumph over it, or it will always lie in wait for a chance to overthrow this little kingdom of ours. Tods* ! have been terrified. I am disturbed. Give me a few days longer." "I would not grant you the' reejplte, were I not so sure of the outcome," he said gently, but there was a thrill of triumph in the tones. Her eyes grew very dark and soft and her lips trem­ bled with the tide of love that surged through her body. "Oh, how adorable fern are!" he cried, straining her close in a sudden ecstasy of passion. The doorbell rang. They drew apart, breathing rapidly, their blood leaping with the contact of opposing passions, their flesh quivering. With a sby, sweet glance at him, she turned to­ ward the door to await the appearance of Watson. He could still feel her in his arms. A drawling voice came to them from I! L -- Swan Creek, Mich.---"I cannot speak too highly of your medicine. When through neglect or overwork I get run down and my appe­ tite is poor and I have that weak, lan* guld, always tired feeling, I get a bot- tle of LydiaE. Pink- ham's Vege tab le Compound, and it builds me iip, gives me strength, and re­ stores me to perfect health again. It is truly a great bless* ing to women, and I cannot speak too highly of it X take pleasure in recom­ mending it to others."--Mra, ANNIB CAMERON, R.F.D., Mem 1, Swan Creek, Michigan. " Another Sufferer Believed. Hebron, Me.---"Before taking yuur remedies I was all ran down, discour­ aged and had femaLs weakness. I took Lydia E. Pinkham'o Vegetable Cora- pound and used the Sanative Wash, sad find today that I an?, an entirely new woman, ready and willing to do my housework now, where before taking your medicine it was a dread. I try to impress upon the minds of all filing women I meet the benefits they wm derive from your medicines."---Mrs. CHARLES ROW*, R.F. D., NO. 1, Hebron, Maine. ; If yon want ipeetal adrloe write to Lydia E. Pinkham Med­ icine Co*, (confidential) Lynn, Mass. Yonr letter wll be opened* read and answered by a woman and held in strict confidence* . > /fV; WANTED TO EXCHANGE SEATS Booth Kissed the Hand She Lifted tc Him. ' the vestibule, and a moment later Les lie Wrandall entered the library, pull ing off his gloves as he came. "Hello," he said glibly. "I told that fellow downstairs it wasn't necessary to announce me by telephone. Sill? arrangement, I say. Why the devil should they think everybody's a thief or a book agent or a constable with a subpoena? He knows I'm ono cf th» family. I'm likely to run in any &ne. I told him, and-- Oh, I say, I'm no* butting in, am I, Miss Castleton T* He shook hands with both of then* and then offered his cigarette case to Booth, first eelecting one for himself. Hetty assured him that he was not de trop, BbeeS" profligacy on her part In view of his readiness to concede thA point without a word from her. "Nipping wind," he said, taking his stand before the fireplace. "Where If Sara? Never mind, don't bother hei) I've got all the time in the world. B) the way, Castleton, what is tbi latest n«wa from your father?" "I dare say you have later sews thsg L" she said, a trace of annoyaaoe &J her manner. (TO BB CQNTXWOXSU) Man 8lttlng In Draft Had Reason for Inquiring as to Presence of . Christian Scientist. Henry Moskowits, president 6#' the New York civil service commis­ sion, tells this story. It happened at the state convention of the Progressives at Syracuse. "A quiet-spoken man near one of the doors arose and ifaquired it there happened to be a Christian Scientist among the assemblage. "In answer to his question a lady left her seat and wended her way to the man. " 'I am a Christian Science teacher,' she said. 'What can I do for your " 'If you do not mind changing seats with me, I would appreciate it very much,' hesitatingly replied the man. 'This draft is not very good for my' cold/" • • •% ECZEMA SPREAD OVER HANDS 101 S. Boots St, Marion, Ind.--"First the eczema started on my lingers, then spread all over my hands. It broke out in tiny blisters, then would get dry and crack and swell so I could not have my hands in warm water they hurt me so badly. 1 could not do all my work. The Itching and burning were terrible. The more X scratched my hands the worse it made them. They were so bad I could not help scratching them and would walk the floor they annoyed me so. 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