VOL. XLII
GRAHAM CHURCH DIRECTORY.
Baptist—N, Main St.—Jan. W.
Rose, Pastor.
Preaching services every first
and Third Sundays at I.LQO a. m.
and 7.30 p. m.
Sunday School every Sunday at
9.44 a. m.—C. B. Irwin, Superin
tendent.
Graham Christian Church—N. Main
Street—Rev. J. J?. Truif..
Preaching services uvery Sec
ond and fourth Sundays, at li.uu
a, m.
Sunday School every Sunday at
10.00 a. m.—IS. L. Henderson, Super
intendent.
New Providence Christian Church
—North Main Street, near Otpot—
Rev. J. G. Truitt, Pastor. Preach -
ing every Second and Fourth Sun
day nights at 8.00 o'clock.
Sunday School every Sunday at
8.45 a. m.—J. A. Bayliff, Superin
tendent.
Christian Endeavor Prayer Meet
ing every Thursday night at 7.45.
o'clock.,
Friends—Morth of Graham Pub
lic School—J .Robert Parker, Pas
tor.
Preaching every Sunday at 11 a.
m. and at 7.30 p. m.
Sunday School every Sunday at
10.00 a. m.—James Crisco, Superin
tendent.
Methodist Episcopal, south—cor.
Main and Maple 8t„ H. E. Myers
Pastor.
' Preaching every Sunday at 11.00
a. m. and at 7.30 p. m.
* Sunday School every Sunday at
9.45 a. m.-W. B. Green, Supt
Methodist Protestant—College
St., West of Graham Public School,
Rev. O. B; Williams, Pastor.
Preaching every First, Third and
Fourth Sundays at 11.00 a. m. and
every First, Third, Fourth-, and
Fifth Sundays at 7.00 p. m.
Sunday School every. Sunday at
9.45 a. at.—J. S. Cook, Supt.
Presbyterian—Wst. Elm Street-
Rev. T. M. McConnell, pastor.
Sunday School every Sunday at
9.46 a. m.—Lynn B. Williamson, Su
perintendent
Presbyterian (Travora Chapel)—
J. W. Clegg, pastor.
Preaching every Second and
Fourth Sundays at 7.30 p. m.
Sunday School every Sunday at
3.30 p. m.—J. Harvey White, Su
perintendent.
» Oneida—Sunday School every
Sunday at 2.30 p. m.—J. V. Pome
roy, Superintendent.
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SYNOPSIS.
CHAPTER I—Sheridan's attempt to
make a business man of his son Bibbs by
starting him In the machine shop ends In
Bibbs going to a sanitarium, a nervous
wreck.
CHAPTER ll—On his return Blbba la
met at the station Jay j>'» sister Edith.
CHAPTER 111.
It was gray stone, with long roofs
of thick green slate. An architect who
loved the milder "Gothic motives" had
built what he liked: It was to be seen
at once that he had been left unham
pered, and he had wrought a picture
out of his head into a noble and ex
ultant reality. At the same time a
landscape designer had played so good
a second, with ready-made accessories
of screen, approach and vista, that al
ready whatever look of newness re
mained upon the place was to Its ad
vantage, as showing at least one thing
yet clean under the grimy sky.
Altogether, the new house was a suc
cess. It was one of those architects'
successes which leave the owners
veiled In privacy; it revealed nothing
of the people who lived in It save that
they were rich. In our swelling cities
rich families, one after another, take
title. and occupy such houses as for
tunes j4se and fall —they mark the
high tide. It was Impossible to Imag
ine a child's toy wagon left upon a
walk or driveway of the new house,
and yet It was—as Bibbs rightly called
It—"beautiful." '
What the architect thought of the
"Golfo dl Napoli," which hung In Its
vast gold revel of rococo frame against
the gray wood of the hall, Is to be con
• Jectured —perhaps he had not seen It.
"Edith, did you say only eleven
' feet?" Bibbs panted,"staring at It, as
the white-Jacketed twin of a Pullman
porter helped him to get out of bis
overcoat.
1 "Eleven without the frame," she ex
plained. "It's splendid, don't you
think? It lightens things up so. The
hall was kind of gloomy before."
"No gloom now!" said Bibbs.
"This statue In the corner Is pretty,
too," she remarked. "Mumma and I
bought that." And Bibbs turned at
her direction to behold, amid a grove
of tubbed palms, a "life-size," black
f bearded Moor, of a plastic composition
painted with unappeasable gloss and
brilliancy. Upon his chocolate bead he
t wore a gold turban; In his hand he
- held a gold-tipped spear; and for the
rest, he was red and yellow and black
' and silver.
"Hallelujah!" was the sole comment
• of the returned wanderer, and Edith,
saying she would "find mamma," left
him blinking at the Moor. Presently,
after she had disappeared, be turned
to the colored man \jbo stood waiting,
, Bibbs' traveling bag In his hand.
"What do you think of It?" Blbba
asked, solemnly.
, "Gran'!" replied the servitor. "She
mighty bard to dus'. I)us' git In all
I 'em wrinkles. Yessuh, she mighty hard
■ to dus'."
"I expect she must be," said Bibbs,
his glance returning reflectively to the
black full beard for a moment. "Is
there a place anywhere I could He
down?"
"Yessuh. We got one nem spare
| rooms all fix up fo' you, sub. Right
up stalhs, sub. Nice room."
He led the way, and Bibbs followed
' slowly, stopping at Intervals to rest,
and noting a heavy Increase In the
staff of service since the exodus from
the ."old" bouse. Maid and scrub
women were at work under the pa
. tently nominal direction of another
s Pullman porter, who was profoundly
enjoying his own affectation of being
' harassed with care.
"Ev'ytbing got look spick an' span
, fo' the big doln's tonight," Blbba'
I guide explained, cbnckllng. "Yessuh,
we got big doln's tonlgbt! Big doln's!"
The room to which he conducted hla
'* lagging charge was furnished In every
particular like a room In a new hotel;
and Bibbs found It pleasant—though,
i indeed, any room with a good bed
would have seemed pleasant to him
after his Journey. He stretched hlm
- self flat Immediately, knd having re
plied "Not now" to the attendant's
offer to unpack the bag, closed bis eyea
1 wearily.
' White-Jacket, racially sympathetic,
* lowered the window shades and made
' an exit on tiptoe, encountering the
» other white Jacket —the harassed over
j seer—ln the hall without. Said the
emerging one:
"He mighty shaky. Mist' Jackson.
, t Drop right down an' sbet his eyea.
i Eyelids all black. Rich folka gotta go
same as anybody else. Anybody aat
me if I change 'lth 'at ole boy—No,
suh! Le'm keep 'ls money; I keep my
§ black skin an' keep out the ground !"
Mr. Jackson expressed the same
preference.' "Yessuh, he look tuh me
i, like somebody awready laid out—"
He fell silent at a rustling of skirts
. In the corridor. It was Mrs. Sheridan
horrylng to greet her son.
0 Sbe was one of those fat, pink people
r who fade and contract with age like
.. drying fruit; and her outside waa a
true portrait of her. Her husband and
y her daughter bad long ago absorbed
* her. Edith lived all day with hei
mother, as daughters do; and Sheridan
so held his wife to her unity with him
that she bad long ago become uncon
scious of her existence as a thing sep
u arate from hla.
' Mrs. Sheridan's manner was hurried
—' — 7 .
■——i i
"You Look a Than
What I Expected."
! and inconsequent; her clothes rustled
1 more than other women's clothes; she
: seemed to wear too many at n time
and to be vaguely troubled by them,
and she was patting a skirt down over
i some unruly internal dissension at the
1 moment she opened Bibbs' door.
At sight of the recumbent figure she
1 began to close the door softly, with
drawing, but the young man bad heard
' the turning of the knob and the rug
-1 tllng of skirts, and he opened his eyes.
1 "Don't go, mother," he said. "I'm
not asleep." H6 swung bis long legs
over the side of the bed to rise, but
; she set a hand on his "shoulder, re
straining him; and he lay flat again.
"No," sbe said, bending over to klsi
' his clieek, "I Just come for a minute,
hut 1 want to see bow you seem. Edith
1 Bald—"
"Poor Edith!" he murmured. "She
! couldn't look at me. Nhe —"
! "Nonsense!" Mrs. Sheridan, having
\ let in the light at a window, came back
' to the bedside. "You look a great
deal better than what you did before
' you went to the sanitarium, anyway.
■ It's done you good; a body can see that
1 right away. You need ratting up, of
' course, and you haven't got much
color—"
' "No," he said, "I haven't much
• color."
1 "You look a great deal better than
what I expected."
j "Edith must have a great vocabu
lary!" he chuckled.
"She's too sensitive," said Mrs. Sher
idan, "and it makes her eiyggerate a
' little. What about your diet?"
• "That's all right. They told me to
' eat anything."
9 "That's good," she said, nodding.
"They mean for you Just to build up
• your strength. That's what they told
' me the last time I went to see you at
the sanitarium. You look better than
' what you did then, nnd that's only a
• little time ago. How long was it?"
8 "Eight months, I think*
1 "No, It couldn't be. I know It'ain't
' that long, but maybe It was longer 'n
, 1 thought. And tills last month or so
, I haven't had. scarqely even time to
r write more thin just a line to ask how
, you were-gettln' along, but I told Edith
to write, the weeks I couldn't, and I
, asked Jim, too, and they both said
, they would, so I suppose you've kept
up pretty well on the home news."
! "Oh, yes."
, "What I think you need,' said the
' mother, gravely, "la to Hven np a Utile
• and take an Interest In things. That's
What papa was nay In' this morning,
' after we got your telegram; and that's
1 wbat'll stimulate your appetite, too
- ne was talkln' over bis plans for
• you—"
• "Plans?" Blbba, turning on his side,
> shielded his eyes from the llgbt with
his band, so that he might see her bet
'w ter. "What —" He paused. "What
° plans is be making for me, mother?"
9 She turned away, going back to the
L window to draw down the shade,
f "Well, you better talk It over with
him," she said, wltb perceptible nerv
l ousuess. "He better tell you himself.
>• I don't feel as If I bad any call, ex
> actly, to go Into It; and you better get
. to sleep now, anyway." Sbe came and i
( stood by the bedside once more. "But |
'' you must remember, Blbba. whatever ,
' papa does la for the best. He lovea bis j
children and wanta to do what's right!
® by all of 'em—snd you'll always And
e he's right In the end."
He made a little gesture of assent,
*1 which seemed to content her; and she
n | rustled to the door, turning to speak
I again after she had opened It. "You ,
get a good nap, now, so as to be all
0 i rested up for tonight."
n I "You —you mean—be—" Bibbs stain- j
"»,! mered, having begun to speak too j
** quickly. Checking himself, he drew a |
,r long breath, then asked, quietly, "I»oes j.
" fatbar expect me to come downstairs
n this evening?"
"Well, I think he does," she an
■*" swered. "You see, it's the 'bouse
warming,' asbe csjjs U, and he said he :
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GRAHAM, N. C., THURSDAY, JULY 13, 1916
thinks all our children ought to be
around us, as well a* the old friends
and other folks. It's just what be
thinks yon need—to take ;n Interest
and liven np. You don't feel too bad
to come down, do yon?"
"Mother?"
"Well?"
"Take a good look at me," be said.
"Ob, see here!" she cried wltb
brusk cheerfulness. "You're not so
bad off as you think you are, Bibbs.
You're on the mend, and it won't do
jou any harm to please your—"
"It Isn't that," be Interrupted. "Hon
estly, I'm only afraid, It might spoil
somebody's appetite. Bdlth —"
"I told yon the child was too sensi
tive," she interrupted, in turn. "Yon're
a plenty good-lookln' enough young
man for anybody! You look like you
been through a long spell and beguif to
get well, and that'a all there Is to It"
"All right tU come to the party.
If the rest of you can stand It, I can!"
"it'll do you good'," she returned,
rustling Into the ball. "Now take a
nap, and I'll send one o' the help to
wake you in time for you to get
dressed up before dinner. You go to
sleep right away, now, Bibbs!"
He woke refreshed, stretched him
self gingerly—as one might have a care
against too quick or too long a pull
upon a frayed elastic—and, getting to
his feet went blinking to the window
and touched the shade so that It flew
up, letting In a pale sunset
He looked out into the lemon-colored
light and smiled wsnly at the next
house, as Edith's grandiose phrase
came to mind, "the old Vertrees coun
try mansion." It stood In a broad
lawn which was separated from the
Sheridans' by a young hedge; and it
was a big, square, plain old box of a
house with a giant salt-cellar atop for
a cupola, l'alnt had been spared for a
long time, and no one could have put
a name to the color of it, but In spite of
that the place bad no look of being
out at heel, and the sward was ns
neatly trimmed as the Sheridans' own.
Directly opposite the window the
Vertrees' lawn had been graded so as
Staring Full Into His Window.
to make a little knoll upon which stood
a small rustic "summer house." It
was almost on a level with Bibbs' win
dow and not thirty feet away. Prob
ably the "summer house" was pleasant
and pretty In summer. But nyw In
the thin light It was desolate, the color
of dust and bung with haggard vines
which had lost their leaves.
Bibbs looked at it with grave sym
pathy, probably feeling some kinship
with anything so dismantled; then bo
turned to a cbeval glass beside the
window and paid himself the dubious
tribute of a thorough Inspection.
Throughout this cryptic seance his
manner was profoundly Impersonal,
but llnally he appeared to become pes
storistlc. He shook his head solemnly;
then gazed again aud shook his head
■gain, and continued to shake It slow
ly. In complete disapproval.
"You certainly are one horrible
sight!" he said, aloud.
And at that be was Instantly aware
of an observer. Turning quickly, be
was vouchsafed the picture of a charm
ing lady, framed In a rustic sperture
of the "summer bouse" and staring full
Into bis window—straight Into bis eyes,
too, for the Inflnlteslrnsl frsctlon of s
second before the dashingly censorious
withdrawal of her own. Composedly,
she pulled several dead twigs from a
vine, ber action conveying a procla
mation to the effect that she was In
the summer bouse for the sole purpose
of suchlike pruning snd tending.
Having pulled enough twigs to em
phasize ber unconsciousness—snd at
the same time her disapproval—of ev
erything In the nature of a Sheridan
or belonging to a Sheridan, sbe de
vended the knoll wltb mslntalned
composure, snd ssuntered toward s
side door of the country mansion of
the Vertreeses. An elderly lady, bon
neted and clonked. opened tli.- door and
came to meet ber.
"Are you ready, Mary? I've been
looking for you. Whst were you do
ing r
"Nothing. Just looking Into one of
Sheridans' windows," said Maty Ver
trees. "I got caught at It"
"Mary!" cried ber mother. "Just ss
we were going to call! Good heavens!"
"We'll go, Just the same." the daugh
ter returned. "I suppose those women
would be glad to have us If we'd
burned their bouse to the ground."
"But who saw you?" Insisted Mrs.
Vertrees.
"One of the sons. I suppose be was.
I believe be's Insane, or something. At
least I bear they keep blm In a sani
tarium somewhere, and never talk
about blm. He was staring at himself
in a mirror and talking to himself.
Then he looked out snd caught me."
"How did be look?"
"Like a ghost In a blue suit" said
Miss Vertrees, moving toward tbe
street ind_wsvlnj a white-gloved band
In farewell to her father, who was ob- |
serving them from the window of his
library. "Rather tragic and altogether
impossible. Do come on, mother, and
let's get it over!"
And Mrs. Vertrees, with many mis
givings, set forth with her daughter
for the gracious assault upon the new
bouse next door. ,
CHAPTER 1V.,,
Mr. Vertrees, having watched their
departure with the air of a man who
had something at hazard upon the ex
pedition, turned from the window
and l>egan to pace the library thought
fully, pending their return. He wns
about sixty; a small man, withered
and dry and flne, a trim little sketch
of tbe elderly dandy. His Inmhre
quln mustache, like his smooth hair,
was approaching an equally sheer
whiteness; and though his clothes were
old, they had shapeliness and a flavor
of mode.
The room waa cheerful and hideous.
Under a mantel of Imitation black
marble a merry little coal flro beamed
forth upon high and narrow "Eastlnke"
bookcases with long glass doors, com
fortable, Incongruous furniture, half a
dozen Landseer engravings which Mr.
and. Mrs. Vertrees sometimes men
tioned to each other, after thirty years
of possession, as "very flne things."
They had beeu the flrst people In town
to possess Landseer engravings, and
there, In art, they bad rested, but they
still lmd a feeling th#t In all such mat
ters they were In the van.
The growth of the city, which might
easily have made Mr. Vertrees a mil
lionaire, had ruined him because he
had failed to understand It. When
towns begin to grow they have whims,
and the whims of a town always ruin
somebody. The dainty little man was
one of tbe flrst to fall down and wor
ship Illgness. He was a true prophet
of the prodigious growth, but be had a
fatal gift for selling good and buying
bad. He sold his Inherited office build
ing and bouse In tpwn to buy lots;
then he sold his farm, except the house
and the ground about It, to pay taxes
on the lots. But be had to do some
thing to keep himself and his family
ap, so In despair be sold tbe lots
(which went up beautifully the next
year) for "traction stock" that was
paying dividends; and disappeared al
together from the commercial surface
at about the time James Sheridni
came out securely on top.
But there came a day when three
servitors of Bigness In Philadelphia
took greedy counsel wltb four fellow
worshipers from New York, and not
long after that there were no more
dividends for Mr. Vertrees. In fact,
there was nothing for Mr. Vertrees, lie
cause the "traction stock" henceforth
was no stock at all, and he had mort
gaged his house long ago to help "man
age somehow" according to blvt'oncep
tlon of his "position In life"—one of his
own old-fashioned phrases. Mr. Ver
trees had discovered, too, that there
was no salary for him In all
clng city—he could do nothing.
It may be said that be was at the
end of bis string. Such times do come
In all their bitterness, filially, to the
man with no trade or craft, If his
feeble clutch on that slippery ghost,
Property, shall fall.
The windows grew black while he
paced the fan-shaped zone of firelight.
But as the mantel clock struck wheez
lly six there was the rattle of an outer
door, nnd Mary Vertrees came rushing
Into the library and threw herself Into
a deep chair by the hearth, laughing
so uncontrollably that tears were In
her eyes. Mrs. Vertrees followed de
corously, :io mirth about her; on the
contrary, she looked vaguely disturbed,
ss If she had eateu something iftit quite
certain to agree with her, and regret
ted it
I "Papa! Oh, oht" And Miss Ver
tree* was fain to apply a handkerchief
upon her eye*. "I'm so glad you made
us go! I wouldn't have missed It—
Mr*. Vertrees sbook her head. "I
suppose I'm very dull," she said,
gently. "I didn't see anything amus
ing. They're most ordinary, and the
liou*e Is altogether In lmd taste, but we
anticipated that and —"
"Papa!" Mary cried, breaking din.
"They asked u* to dinner!"
"What!"
"And I'm going!" she shouted, and
wns seized with fresh paroxysms.
"Thjnk of It! Never In their bouse be
fore; ilever met any of them but the
daughter—and Just bsrely met ber—"
"What about you?" Interrupted Mr.
Vertrees, turning (sharply upon hi*
wife.
She made a little face as If positive
now that what she had eaten would
not agree with her. "I couldn't!" sbe
ssld. "I—"
"Yes. thst's Just—Just the way she
sbe looked when they asked her!" cried
Msry, choking. "And then she—sbe
realized It, snd tried to turn it Into a
cough, snd site didn't know how, and It
sounded like—like a squeal!"
"I suppose," said Mrs. Vertrees,
much Injured, "that Mary will have
an uproarious tiire at my funeral. She
makes fun of—"
Mary jumped up instantly and kissed
ber; then she went to the mantel snd,
' leaning an elbow upon It, gazed
thoughtfully at tbe buckle of her shoe,
twinkling In tbe firelight.
"They didn't notice anything." she
said. "Ho far ss they were concerned,
mamma. It wss one of the finest coughs
you ever coughed."
, "Who were 'they'?*' asked her father.
"Whom did you see?"
"Only the mother and daughter,"
Mary answered. "Mrs. Shi-rldan Is
, dumpy and rustly; and Miss Sheridan
Is pretty snd pushing—dresses 4>y the
fashion msgazines and talkf about
1 New York people that have their plc
-1 tures in 'em. Sbe tutors the mother.
but not very successfully—partly be
' cause ber own foundation Is too flimsy
and partly, because she began too Iste.
They've got an enormous Moor of
' painted plaster or something In the
ball, and the girl evidently thought U
; was to her credit that she selected It!"
"They hare oil paintings, too," added
Mr*. Vertrees, with a glance of gentle
pride at tbe Landnecrs. /'l've always
thought oil-paintings In a private
' bouse tbe worst of taste."
11. "Oh, llr one owned • Raphael ox a
Titian!" said Mr. Vertrees, finishing |
the Implication, not In words, bud
with a wove of his hand. "Oo on, 1
Mary. None of the rest of them came j
In? You didn't meet Mr. Sheridan of I
—" He paused and adjusted o lump '
of coal in the flre delicately with the
poker. "Or one of the sons?"
Mary's glance crossed his, at that,
with a flash of utter comprehension.
He turned Instantly away, but she had
begun to laugh again.
"No," she said, "no one except the
women, but mamma Inquired übout the
sons thoroughly!"
"Mary!" Mrs. Vertrees protested.
"Oh, most adroitly, too!" laughed the
girl. "Only she couldn't help uncon
sciously turning to look at me—when
she djd It!"
"Mary Ver tree* I"
"Never mind, mamma! Mrs. Sheri
dan and Miss Sheridan neither of
thom could help unconsciously turning
to look at me—speculatively—nt the
same time! They all three kept look
ing at me and talking about the oldest
son, Mr. James Sheridan, Jr. Mrs.
Sheridan said his father Is very anx
ious 'to get Jim to marry and settle
down,' and she assured me that 'JJ/n Is
right cultivated.' Another of the sons,
youngest one, they didn't seem to con
sider quite one of themselves, some
how. The other brother Is the middle
one, Roscoe; be's the one that owns the j
new house across tbe street, where that |
young black sheep of the Lamborns,
Robert, goes so often. Pupa—'" Shu
Stepped nearer to hltu so that be had to
face her. and his eyes were troubled
ns he did. There may hnve been A
trouble deep within her own, hut shn
kept their surface merry with laughter.
"Papa, Blbba is the youngest one's
name, nnd Blblis—to the best of our In
formation—ls a lunatic. Roscoe Is
married, l'flpa, docs It hnve to be
Jim?" *
"Mary!" Mrs. Vertrees cried, sharp
ly. "You're outrageous! That's n per
fectly horrible way of talking!"
"Well, I'm cloke to twenty-four,"
said Mary, turning to her. "I haven't
been able to like anybody yet that's
asked me to marry him, and uiaybe I
•never shall. Until n year or so ngo I've
bail everything I ever wanted In my
life —you and papa gave It all to me—
and It's about time I began to pay
back. Unfortunately, 1 don't know
how to do anything—but something's
got to be done."
"But you needn't talk of It like thnt!"
Insisted the mother, plaintively. "It's
not—lt's not—'
"No, It's not,' said Mary. "I know
that!"
"How did they happen to ask you to
dinner?" Mr. Vertrees inquired, un
easily. "Stextrawdu'ry thing!"
"Climbers' hospitality," Mary de
fined It. "We were so very cordlnl and
easy! It's it sort of house-warming
dinner, and they talked about It and
talked übout It—nnd then the girl got
her courage up and blurted out the In
vitation. Aud mamma said that you
and *he had promised to go to n lecture
at the Emerson club tonight, but that
her daughter would he delighted to
come to the big show! So there I am,
and there's Mr. Jim Hherldan—and
tliere'ii the clock! Dinner's at sevon
tlilrty!"
And she ran out of the room, scoop
ing up her fallen furs with a gestuj*
of flying gmce ns she sped.
When she caiue down, at twenty
minutes after seven, her father stood
In the hall, nt the foot of the stair*,
waiting to lie her escort through the
dark. He looked up and watched her
as she descended, and hi* gaze was
fond and proud—and profoundly dls
turlied. Hut she smiled and nodded
gayly, nnd, when she reached the floor,
put n hand on his shoulder.
"At least no one could suspect rue to
night," she said. "I look rich, don't 1.
, pnpa?"
She did. She had a look that wor
shipful girl friends called "regnl." A
[ bead, tnllcr tliiiri her father, she wns ns
■ straight and jauntily poised as a hoy
athlete; nnd her brown hair nnd her
I brown eyes were like her mother's, but
for the rest she weut back to some
"I Know Exactly What Vou Wsnt Ma
» to Do."
stronger and livelier ancestor than
I either of ber parents.
"Don't I look too rich to lie nuspert-
I ed'r" she Insisted.
"You look everything beautiful.
Mary." be said, hdsklly.
• "And my dress?" She threw o|ien
• her dark velvet cloak, showing n splen
-1 dor of white and silver. "Anything
lietfer at Xli* next winter, do you
> think?" She laughed, shrouding ber
glittering figure in the clonk again.
' "Two years old, and no one would
• dream It! I did It over."
1 "You can do anything, Mary."
'■ There was a curious humility In hi*
' tone, and something inoi'c—a signifi
cance not veiled and yet abysmally
■ apologetic. It was as If he suggested
• something to her ami begged her for
' glveness In the same breath.
. And upon that, for tbe moment, she
became as serious as he. She lifted her
' hand from his shoulder and then set
[ It back more firmly, so that he should
feel tbe reassurance pf Its pressure..
' "Don't worry," she said, In a low
' voice and gravely. "I know exactly
• what you want me to do."
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TO BE CONTINUED *
I I .
SUNDAY SCHOOL'
Lesson lll.—Third Quarter, For
July 16, 1916.
THE INTERNATIONAL SERIES.
Text of fth« (.•••on. Acts xvil, 22-34.
Memory VtrtM, 22, 23—Golden Text,
Actt xvil, 28—Commentary Prepared
by Rev. D. M. Steams. (
While I'mil waited nt Athens for the
coming of BHhh ami Timothy ho wns
ho stirred by the Idolatry which he
wiw that not only hi the synagogue
I did he talk to the Jews, hut diffly In
the market place he preached Jchuh
and the renurre*tlort to all who would
listen to liltn. And as they delighted
in any new tliTng, this was certainly
the newest they ever heard, and they
desired to hear more. Ho they brought
him to a public place where he could
tell them more fully of this, to them,
new doctrine i%*erses 10-21). The
thought of the dead com lug to life
again was too much for the in, and
while were some who believed
others mocked, even as they do to this •
day (verses .TJ 3I). The newest thing
to tills very day Is the old, old story I
of salvation by the sacrifice of the
Ijiiiili of CJod. an told ho vigorously by ,
Itev. William Sunday and others, but '
as strenuously opixiscd as In the long I
ago by the eiiCmles of Christ. 0 Seem [
ingly liitelllu'eut men Ntlll seoff at the •
resurrection of bmly and the
thought of a body of flesh ami bones
without blood. Ministers everywhere
do not believe that the kingdom can
not come till Christ conies aguln, but
sjwalc of It as now here, to be advanced
or extended, mid the truths of last
wink's lesson In refereuce to Ills com
Ing for and with Ills sulnts are slm
ply/ldlculed. liur there nre some who
lielleve l«xl.
The people of Athens were very su
perstitious, or, us In the It. V., margin,
religious, and seemed to worship all
the gods they ever heard of, ami
lest they might have omitted one they
had an altar with the Inscription, "To
the unknown god." and this gave Paul
his topic. It Is one of the saddest
truths of the ages and even of our own
time that the true 2od Is largely un
known. "Israel, doth not know." "They
know not the thoughts of the Lord,"
"Hast thou ri"t known me, Philip?"
"O righteous Father, the world liuth
not known thee" (Ism. 1. Mle, Iv, 2;
John ilv, f); xvil, 2T»|. (iod'cuu l>e
known only In Jcmiim Christ, and thero
fore nil who will not receive Jesus
Christ as (iod do not know the true
(Jod. HiK'iiklng to gentiles, Paul Iwgan
at tie beginning and told them of Iflm
who created nil tlilwf* and who there
furo needed nothing frmn the creatures
whom He bud made, as only In Him
do nil live and move and bav® their
licliig, and He glvetli to all life ami
brent h and ail Hiliium (verses «2-28). It
must have ls*«n liuuilliating to tlie#e
proud and wise tireeks to Ik? told iliat
they were of the same bl«ssl as other
nations and tlmt in| their Creator had
placed them on the earth Just where
they were tverse 2th.
It Is another great truth, and but lit
tie considered, that when the Most
High, the possessor of heaven and
earth, divided to the nations their In
herltance lie did it with reference to
the children of Israel, although tliej
were not then In existence lOen. x. 2T»;
Dent, xxxll. Hi; ho that, as one Jins said,
both historically and geographically.
Israel Is the gn at center. That, how
ever, was not o t rut It for the people •»»
Athens Just then, for Paul dt-Alrcd to
lead them to the true tbxl and t'» re
pentaiiee. lie told llirui of 111 m wlioin
»od ralsi-d from the di-ad, the Creator
who had amie to (he world which 11/
had made, hut was unknown in It and
rejected by It and « niHlled. but now
alive f« reverinore ai.d appointed to lw
the Judge of all mankind: and not «n»l>
wiii the Judge ap|H>|iiii d. but nI so the
day, wbl' ii we U'lirii «-Ih \* beie would
cover n thourrind jemi, for one day Is
with tbf* I .old as j| tli MiN.iud years mid
a thoDsniid yen I'M »ih oik- da> (II l'et.lli.
This whole age i!ir»u-ii which we
art* \piissing stlice I'lirlsf w is ini« ||ied
in S|H»keu of a h yii hour, and a day, and
an n«-« cphible >i*nr \ J.»; 11 r»r
Vf, 2. I,tike iv. 11#» The i««-xt thousand
years I* also rnju*«| im hour. Is*gii;iilng
iind endtuu witlj n t-*u motion iJohn
v, 2Hh
There shml i»e a resui r«* I ion Isitb of
the just and unjust, but a thousand
years shsll tntcrvene between the two
(Acta xxjv. 15; Itev n, ♦ ;». All who
have ever lived «ImII come Info Judi|
inent Is'forc the same Jihlu'c, but not
all at the same time All wle» truly
receive* flu? l/ml Jesuw «*nu niiy, "I
sin crucified ultii rhrltft" CJai 11. 2*n
and have fmm death fo trfc
nnd rliiil) not eome Into Judgm«'iit for
sin (.I'd,i, v. 2b. Hut all such must
appear ls«fore the Judgment **'Mt of
Christ, where only xuved p«'op!«» »ltall
apfs*ar. to have their work* approved
or dlsiippro* «sl. to I m • rewarded or suf
fer loss and to U* A|t|*>ijjt*d to their
! places In His kingdom (Rom. xtv, 10,
H Cor. v. 10, Then we ahull come
with Hiui to Judge the living nations,
according to Muff xxv. ?,]. with J«iel
111. 1, 2; 'Afr'li. xlv. and set up Ills
: kingdom The rjut of !!»•♦ d«-ad who
, ' did not rise In the lirst resurrection
1 Sfiall be Judged at the great white
. I throne aft«T the tliousuml years (Itev.
i j xx. 1115). In the face of such plain
, statement* I cannot understand bow
j any who read their Bible* with ordl
I | nary carcfulnes* can think or *i»eak of
| all people that have ever lived stand
ing before tin? great white throne. We
I only need to allow the thoughts of Ciod
1 to displace our thoughts.
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1 '
Selected as Publicity Director of
the Wilson Campaign.
j!
Robert W. Wolley, director of tks
Jnltcd StHteH mint, has been selected
io tiike charge of the Diibllcitf burean
•»r Uie iiemocratlc nations! commlttoT.
He had charge of the campaign four
fpara ago when President WBson flrs
■au for_|ireHldent. j
Reading Will Tsg Children. '
ItendlnK hoys and Rlrls 111 with
nhooplnx cnugh are to be tagged whoa
taken Into public places. This Is to
warn others ltal«!e to "catch" the 4'*
•esse. «. \
Council, acting as a board of haaltb.
paKMfd a resolution compelling chii
dren ill with the disease and taken to
public places to wear a label on thels
dlceves. J
The officials Hay that because chll«
dren afflicted with whooping coufM
are "commonly supposed to hare It
■tine weeks coming and nine weeks
going," it Is too long to confine therrf
to .their homes under quarantine re*
Htrlctlons. Thus they are to be at*
lowed out of doors privileges If
High Meat Prices to Continue. I
High meat prices probsbly will con.
tlnuo Indefinitely. „ i
Thin is the conclusion of the depart,
ment of agriculture as set forth in an
exhaustive report on the situation. 4
High moat prices prevsil throughout
the world. One reason for this is tl»« '
fact (bat production fiks failed to keen
pace with the Increased consumption.
While holding out little or no hop*
fur a reduction In meat prices in the
nenr future, the report »ay« there will
probably be a gradual growth and ex*
iianalon In the world's production ot
liei-f, mutton and pork, which may or
may not equal the rate of increase ot
the meat-eating population. , £,
New Move In Armor Fight. ' V
An amendment to the navy ap>
propriatlon hill offered by Ssnac
tor f>!!ver would make the pro
posed sM.'Hio,ooo appropriation tot
a KoveruiUHnt armor plate plant
available only In case private manu*
fuciiinrs refused to give the federal
(fade • i miul-ittfiii full opportunity to
Investigate the cost of producing ar
mor. or to enter Into contract with «*•
navy department at prices determined
upon by tbe ■ ummlsslon as reasonable^
Steels to Feed Family.
itaphael Oriutse, of Haxletorf.
| I'a.. pleaded guilty to stealing
from a store, but Informed tlio
• ourt that he had been ill for
eighteen months and that his wife and
four Bniall children were crying for
bread It was because of their hunger
and condition that he stole. His story
rang of the truth and Judge Garman
Kuntem ed him to pay a fine of $lO, but
ho Immediately paroled the prisoner.
April Pennsylvania Deaths 10,412. *
According to the report of the bu
reau of vital statistics of the state
department of health in Harrisburg,
i'a.. the fatalities during the month
of April were 10,412. The births In,
that period were 19,092.
"Sparkler" Fatal to Girt.
1 Rosa Oefalco, seven years, of Johns
i town, Pa.. Is dead of burns received j
• when a playmate held a lighted "spark, j
r ler" against her dress late Tuesday.
t The little one's clothing Ignited andj
(be died. ... i||
' To l ure a Cold in One l»ay.
Take Laxative Bromo Quinine
Tablets. All druggists refund the
' money if It fails to cure. B. W.
r Grove's signature Is on each box.
25 cents. - adv,
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