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VOL. XLII GRAHAM CHURCH DIRECTORY. Baptist—N. Main St.—J*a. W. Rose, Pastor. Preaching services every first and Third Sundays at ILOO a. m. and 7.30 p. m. Sunday School every Sunday at 9.45 a. m.—C. B. Irwin, Superin tendent. Graham Christian Church—N. Main Street—Rev, J. P. Truit'.. Preaching services overy Sec ond and fourth Sundays, at U.uO a. m. Sunday School every Sunday at 10.00 a. in.—E. L. Henderson, Super intendent. New Providence Christian Church —.North Main Street, near Depot— Rev. J. G. 'l'ruitt, Pastor." Preach ing every Second and Fourth Sun day nights at 8.00 o'clock. Sunday School every Sunday at 9.46 a. m.—J. A. Bayliff, Superin tendent. Christian Endeavor Prayer Meet ing every Thursday flight at lA6. o'clock. Friends—Worth of Graham Pub lic School—J .Robert Parker, Pas tor. Preaching every Sunday at II a. m. and at 7.30 p. m. Sunday School every Sunday at 10.00 a. m.—James Crisco, Superin tendent. Methodist Episcopal, »outh—cor. Main and Maple St„ H. E. Myers Pastor. Preaching every Sunday at 11.00 a. m. and at 7.30 p.,j&. Sunday School every Sunday at 9.45 a. m.— W. B. Green, Supt. M. P. Church—N. Main Street, Rev. O. B. Williams, Pastor. Preaching first and third Sun days at 11 a. m. and 8 p. m. Sunday School every Sunday at 9.45 a. m.—J. L. Amick, 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 2.30 p. m.—J. Harvey White, Su perintendent. Oneida—Sunday School every Sunday at 2.30 p. m.—J. V. Pome roy, Superintendent. # PROFESSIONAL CARDS^ E. C. DERBY Civil Engineer. GRAHAM, N. C.. National Bank of Alamance BTd'g. BURLINGTON, N. C„ Room 16. lat National Bank Building. 'Phone 470 JOHN J. HENDERSON Attorney-at-Law GRAHAM, N. C. Office over National Bank ol Alamance jr, S. a OOK, Attormy»t- Law, GRAHAM, N. C. Office Patterson Building Second Fleor, . . . f . DR. WILL S.LOSG, JR. . . . DENTIST . . . Graham. - - - - North Carolina OFFICK IN SJMMONB BUILDING JAOOB A. LONG. J. ELMKB LONG LONG & LONG, Attomwy" and Cran«elor» uv l aw GRAHAM, H. C. JOH N H. VERNON Attorney and C'oun§elor-at-l>aw PONUB—Office 05J Keuldence 331 BUBLINOT&N, N. 0. Dr. J. J. Barefoot OFFICE OVER UAIlLKv's STORE Leave Messages at Alamance i'iiar inacy 'i'tioue 97 Residence 'Phone 352 Office Hours 2-4 p. in. and by Appointment. DR. G. EUGENE HOLT " k Osteopathic Physician 11. 22 and 22 Flral National Bankk Uldg. BUKLINQTON, N C. Stomach and Nervous diseases a Specialty. ■'Phones, Oliice 305,—res idence, 362 J. Kellel'ln Hli Hour* Distressing Kidney and Bladdei Disease relieved in six hours by the "NBW GKEAT SOUTH AMER ICAN KIDNEY CUKE." It is a great surprise on account of its exceeding nromDtness in reljev pain in bladder, kidneys and back, in male or female. Kelieves reten tion ol water almost immediately. 11 you want quick relief and cure this la the remedy. Sold by Ura ham Drug Co. adv, LIVES OF CHRISTIAN MINISTERS Tliis book, entitled as above, contains over 200 memoirs of Min isters in the Christian Church with historical references. AN interesting volume — nicely print ed and bound. Price per copy ; cloth, s2.oo; gilt top, $2.50. BY mail 20c extra. Orders may B* sent to P. 3. KKRNODLK, 1012 £. Marshall St., Richmond, Va. Orders may be left at WUS office. THE ALAMANCE GLEANER 1 AUTHOR fO. "MONSIEUR, BEAUCAIRE" AsOv " the Conquest of canaan - / "PENROD* ETC. ( ' i COJZYTZTGITT Ja/S~ JBTJjAJZPER&.EBOTHE&S.'r*' BYNOPBIB. CHAPTER I—Sheridan's attempt to multi a business man of liia eon Bibbs by * Xi machine shcc> ends In Bibbs tfol ug to a sanitarium, a nervous wreck. CHAPTER ll—On his return Bibbs la met at the station i>v b«s elster Edith. CHAPTER III—He flnda himself an in considerable ind unconsidered figure in the "New House" of the Bherldans. He bees Mary Vertrees looking at him from a summer house next door. CHAPTER IV—The VertreJlies, old town family and impoverished, call on the Bherldans, newly-rich, and afterward dis cuss them. Mary puts into words her parents' unspoken wish that she marry one of the Sheridan boys. CHAPTER V—At the Sheridan house warming banquet Sheridan spreads him self. Mary frankly encourages Jim Sheri dan's attention, and Bibbs hears he is to be sent back to the machine shop. CHAPTER Vl—Mary tells her mother about the banquet and shocks her moth er by talking of Jim as a matrimonial possibility. CHAPTER Vtl-Jlm tells Mary Bibbs 1B not a lunatic—"Just Queer." He pro pose!! to Mary, who half accept* him. CHAPTER Vlll—Sheridan tells Bibbs he must go back to the machine shop as soon as he Is strong enough, In spite of Bibbs' plea to be allowed to write. CHAPTER rx-Edlth and Sibyl, Roscoe Sheridan's wife, quarrel over Bobby Lam* horn; Sybil goes to Mary tor help to keep Lamhorn from marrying Edith, and Mary leaves her In the room alone. CHAPTER X—Bibbs has to break to his father the news of Jim's sudden death. CHAPTER; XI-All the rest of the fam ily helpless In their grief, Blbhs becomes temporary master of the house. At the funeral he meets Mary and rides home with her. . CHAPTER XH—Mrs. Sheridan pleads with Bibbs to return to the machine shop for his father's sake, and he consents. CHAPTER Xlll—Bibbs purposely Inter rupts a tete-a-tute between Edith and Lamhorn. He tells Edith that he over heard Lamhorn making love to Roscoe'a wife. CHAPTER XlV—Mutual love of music arouses an Intimate friendship between Bibbs and Mary. CHAPTER XV—Mary sells her piano to help out the finances of the Vertrees fam ily. CHAPTER XVl—Roscoe and his wife quarrel over Lamhorn. CHAPTER XVll—Sheridan finds Ros coe In an Intoxicated condition during of fice hours and lakes him home. CHAPTER XVlll—Friendship between Bibbs and Mary ripens Into a more Inti mate ielatlon, ana under Mary's Influ ence BlObs decides to return to the ma chine shop. CHAPTER XlX—Sheridan finds his son Roscoe's affairs in 4 muddled condition, owing to bis Intemperate habits. CHAPTER XX—Bibbs, under the Inspi ration of Mary's frlenlshlp, makes good In the machine shop. Sheridan Is Injured while attempting to show the boy how to do his work, CHAPTER XXl—Sibyi, Insanely Jealous over Lamhorn's attentions to Edith, makes a scene In tho Sheridan home, and Lamhorn is ordered out of the hoiiue by Sheridan. CHAPTER XXIII. Bibbs continued to live In the shelter of his dream. These were turbulent days In the new house, but Bibbs bnd no part whatever In the turbulence— be seemed nn absent-minded stranger, present by accident and not wholly aware that he was present. lie would sit, faintly smiling over pleasant Imag inings and dear reminiscences of bis own, while battle raged between Edith and her father, or while Sheridan un loosed Jeremiads upon the sullen Ros coe, who drank heavily to endure them. He wug sorry for big father and for Koscoe, and for Edith and for Sibyl, but their sufferings and outcries seemed far uwny. Sibyl wqs under Carney's care. Ros coe had sent for him on Sunday night, not long after Bibbs returned the aban doned wraps; and during the first days of Sibyl's illness the doctor found It necessary to lie with her frequently, and to install a muscular nurse. And whether he would or no, Gurney re ceived from his hysterical patient a variety of pungent Information which would have staggered anybody but a family physician. Among other thing* he was given to comprehend the change In Bibbs, and why the zinc eater was not putting a lump In Its operator's gizzard as of yore. Sibyl -was not delirious—she was a thin little ego writhing and shrieking In pain. Life had hurt her, and had driven her Into hurting herself; her condition was only the adult's terrible exaggeration of that of a child after a bad bruise—there must be screaming and telling mother all about the hurt and how It happened. Sibyl babbled herself hoarse when Gurney withheld morphine. She went from the begin ning to the end in a breath. No pro test stopped her; nothing stopped her. "You ought to let me die!" she walled. "What harm have I ever done to anybody that you want to keep me alive? Just look at my life! I only married Roscoe to get sway from bome, and look what It got me Into! , . . I wanted to hare a good time— and how could I? Where's any good time among these Sherldans? They never even had wine on the tablet I thought I was marrying Into a rich family, where I'd meet attractive people I'd read about, and travel, and go to dances—and. oh, my Lord! all I got was these Sherldans! I did the best I could; I Just tried to live. ... I Things were Just beginning to look brighter, ond then I saw how Edith was getting him away from me. And what could I do? What can any wom an do in my fix? I couldn't stand It! I went to that Icicle—that Vertrees girl, —and she could have helped me a j Httle, and It wouldn't liave l»urt her. I GRAHAM, N. C., THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 14, 1916 Let her wait!" Sibyl's voice, hoarse from babbling, became no more than a husky whisper, though she strove to make it louder. She struggled half upright, and the nurse restrained her. "I'd get up put of this bed to show her she can't do such things to me! I was absolutely ladylike, and she walked* out and left me there alone!" Shell sbe! She started after Bibbs before Jim's casket was fairly underground, and she thinks she's landed that poor loon—but she'll see! She'll see! And Edith needn't have told what she told Roscoe—lt wouldn't have hurt her to let me alone. And he told her I bored him—telephoning him I wanted to see him. He needn't have done It. He needn't—needn't—" Her voice grew 'fainter, for that while, with exhaus tion, though she would go over It ail again as soon as her strength returned. She lay panting. Then, seeing her hus band standing disheveled In the dooi way, "Don't come in, Roscoe," she murmured. "I don't want to see you." And as he turned away she added, "I'm kind of sorry for you, Roscoe." Her antagonist, Edith, was not more coherent in her own waillngs, and she had the advantage of a mother for listener. She had also the disadvan tage of a mother for duenna, and Mrs. Sheridan, under her husband's sharp tutelage, proved an effective one. Edith was reduced to telephoning Lamhorn from shops whenever she could Juggle her mother Into a momen tary distraction over a counter. Edith was Incomparably more In love than before Lamhorn's expulsion. Her whole being was nothing but the determination to hurdle everything that separated her from him. .She was In a state that could be altered by only the lightest and most delicate di plomacy of suggestion, but Sheridan, like legions of other parents. Intensi fied her passion and fed It hourly fuel by opposing to It an Intolerable fort e. He swore she should cool, and thus sot her on fire. Edith planned neatly. She fought hard, every other evening, with her fattier, and kept hor bed between times to let him see what his violence had done to her. Then, when the mere sight of her set him to breathing fast, she said pitiably that she might bear her trouble If she went away; it was Impossible to be In the same town with Luintiorn and not think always of htm. Perhaps in New York she might forget a little. She had written to a school friend, established quietly "with an aunt In apartments—and a month or so of theaters and restaurants might bring peace. Sheridan shouted with relief; he gave her a copious cheek, and she left upon a Monday morning. Wearing violets with her mourning, and having kissed everybody good by nxeept Sibyl and Bibbs. She might have kissed Bibbs, but he failed to realize that the day of her departure had arrived, and was surprised, on re turning from his zinc eater that eve ning, to find ber gone. "I suppose they'll be married there," he said, cas ually. Sheridan, warming his stockinged feet at the Are, Jumped up, fuming. "Either you go out o' here, or I will. Bibbs!" he snorted. "I don't want to be in the same room with the particu lar kind of Idiot you are! She's through with that riffraff; all she needed was to be kept away from him a few weeks, and I kept her away, and It did the business. For heaven's sake* go on out o' here!" Bibbs obeyed the gesture of a hand still bandaged. And the black silk sling was still round Sheridan's neck, but no word of Gurney's and no excru ciating twinge of pain could keep Sher idan's hand |n the sling. The wounds, slight enough originally, hail become Infected*the first time he had dislodged the bandages, and healing was long delayed. Sheridan had* the habit of gesture; he could not "take time to re member," he said, that he must be careful, and he had also a curious In dignation with his hurt; he refused to "Don't Come in, Roscoe," She Mur- pay It the compliment of admitting Its existence. The Saturday following Edith's de parture Gurney came to the Sheridan building to dress the wounds and to have a talk with Sheridan which the doctor felt had become necessary. But be was a little before the appointed time and was obliged to wait a few minutes In nn anteroom—there was a directors' meeting of some sort In Sheridan's office. The door was slight ly ajar, leaking cigar smoke and ora tory, the latter all Sheridan's, and Gur ney listened. "No, sir; no, sir; no, sir!" he heard the big voice rumbling, and then, breaking Into thunder, "I tell you NO! Some o'you men make me sick! You'd lose your confidence In Almighty God if a doodlebug Hipped his bind leg at you! You say money's tight all over the country. Well, what If It is? There's no reason for It to be tight, and It's not goin' to keep our money tight! You're always runnln' to the woodshed to hide your nickels In a crack because some fool newspaper says the market's a little skeory! You listen to every street-corner croaker jind then come and set here and try to\ scare me out of a big thing. We're In on thlg—understand? I tell fou there never was better times. These are good times and big times, and r won't stand for any other kind o' talk. This country's on Its feet as it never was before, and thlg city's on Its feet and goln' to stny there!" And Gurney heard a series of whacks and thumps upon the desk. " 'Bud times!'" Sheridan vociferated, with accompanying thumps. "Rabbit talk! These times are glorious, I tell you! We're In the promised land, nntl we're goln' to stay there! That's ull, gentle men. The lonn goes I" The directors came forth, flushed and murmurous, and Gurney hastened In. His guess was correct: Sheridan had been thumping tho desk with his right hand. The physician scolded wearily, making good the fresh dam age as best he might; and then he Bald what he had to say on tlie subject of Roscoe and Sibyl, his opinion meet ing, as be expected, a warmly hostile reception. But the result of thlg con versation was that by telephonic com mand Roscoe awaited bis father, an hour later, In tho library at the new bouse. ■ "Gurney says your wife's able to travel," Sheridan said brusquely, as he came In. "Yes." Roscoe occupied a deep chair and sat In tlie dejected attitude which had become his habit. "Yes, she Is." "Edith had to leave town, and so Sibyl thinks she'll have to, too!" "Oh, I wouldn't put It that way," Roscoe protested, drearily. "No, I hear "you wouldn't!" There was a bitter gibe In tho father's voice, and he added: "It's a good thing she's goln' abrood —If she'll stay there. I shouldn't think any of us want her here any more—you least of all!" "It's no use your talking that way," said Itoscoe. "You won't do any good." "Well, when you comin' back to your office?" Sheridan used n brisker, kind er tone. "Three weeks since you showed up there at nil. When you goln' to be ready to cut out whisky and all the rest o' the foolishness and start in again? You ought to be able to make up for a lot o' lost time and a lot o' split milk when that woman takes'herself out o' the way and lets you and all the rest of as alone." "It's no use, futher, I tell yon. I know what Gurney was going to say j to you. I'm not going back to the of fice. I'm doneV' "Walt n minute before you talk that j way!" Sheridan began his sentry-go I up and down the room. "I suppose | I you know It's taken two pretty good | | men about sixteen hours a day to set j things straight and get 'cm runnln' j right again, down In your office?" I | I "They must bo good men." Koscoe | nodded Indifferently. "I thought I was [ doing about eight men's work. I'm | ! glad you found two that could handle ; It.' "Look here! If I worked yon It was I ! for your own good. There are plenty j j of men drive hardcr'n I do, and—" I "Yes. There arc aome that 'break j down all the other men that work with ' 'em. They either die, or go crazy, or j I have to quit, and are no use the rest; | of their lives. The last's my case, I ' guess—'complicated by domestic dlffi- ' I cultles!"" "You set there and tell me you give ' up?" Sheridan's voice shook, and sol I did the gesticulating hand which he extended nppeallngly toward the do- j j spoudeut figure. "Don't do It, Ros | coe! Don't say It! Say you'll come ; I down there again ond be a man! This ' I woman ain't goln' to trouble you any J | more. The work ain't goln' to hurt I you If you haven't got her to worry j you, and yon can got shut o' this nasty j j whlsky-guzzlln'; It ain't fastened on j j you yet. I>on't say—" | "It's no use on earth," Roscoe mum i bled. "No use on earth," "Look here! If you want another i month's vacation—" I "I know Gnrney told yon, so whst's | the use talking about 'vacations?"' "Gurney!" Sheridan vociferated ] the name savagely. "It's Gurney, Gur | ney, Gurney! Always Gumey! I I don't know what the world's eoinln' to j with everybody runnln' around squeal- J In*, 'The doctor says Oils,' and The j I doctor soys that!" It makes rne sick! I How's this country expect to get Its j work done If Gurney and all the other t old nanny-goats keep tip this blattln'! j So he says you exhaustion Induced by overwork and emotional strain.' They always got to stick the work In If they *«« a_chanc«t! I reckfjn you did have the 'emotional strain,' and that's all's the matter with yon. You'll be over It soon's this woman's gone, and work's the very thing to j ■j make you qnlt frettln' about her." | "Did Gurney tell you I was fit to \ ' work?" "Shut up!" Sheridan bellowed. "I'm so sick o' that man's name I feel like ■ shoot In' anylxsly that say* It to me!"j He fumed and chafed, swearing Indls- j i tlnctly, then came and stood before his , ' son. "Look here; do you think You're, j doln' the square thing by me? Do yon? How much you worth?". "I've got between seven and eight thousand a year clear of my own, out side the salary. That much Is mine whether I work or not." "IMH? You could '«' pulled It out without me, I suppose you think, at your age?" "No. But It's mine, and It's enough." "My Lord! It's about what a con gressman gets, and yon waut to quit there! I suppose you think you'll get tlie rest when I kick the bucket, and all you nave to do Is lay hack and wait! You let me tell you right here, you'll never see one cent of It. You go out o' business now, and what would you know about hundlln' it live or ten or twenty years from now? Be cause I intend to stay here it little while yet, my boy! They'd either get It awny from you or you'd sell for a nickel and let It be spilt up and—" He whirled about, marched to the other end of the room, and stood silent u moment. Then be said, solemnly: "Listen. If you go out now, you leave me In the lurch, with nothln' on God's green earth to depend on but your brother—and you know what he Is. I've depended on you for It ull since Jim died. Now you've listened to that dam' doctor, and he says maybe you won't ever be as good a man as you "Good-by." were, and that certainly you won't bo for a year or so—probably more. Now, that's all a lie. Men don't break down that way at your age. Look at mo! And I tell you, you can shake this thing off. All yon need Is a little get up and a little gumption. Men don't go nwuy'for yeara and then come back Into moving businesses like ours—they lose the strings. And If you could, I won't let*you—lf yon Iny down on m« now, I won't—and that's because If you lay down you prove you ain't the man I thought you were." He cleans! his throat and finished quietly: "Kos coe, will you take a month's vacation and coine back and go to It?" "No," said Roscoe, listlessly. "I'm through." "All right," sold Sheridan. He picked up the evening paper from a table, "went to a chair- bj the, (Ire and sat down, his back to his nop. "Goodby." Roscoe rose, his head hanging, but there was a dull relief in his eyes. "Best I can do," be'mattered, seeming about to depart, yet lingering. "I fig ure It out a good deal like this." ho said. "I didn't know my Job was any strain, and I managed all right, but from what Gar—from what I hear, I was Just up to the limit of my nerves from overwork, and the—the trouble at home was the extra strain that's fixed me the way I am. 1 tried to brace, »o I could stand the work and the trouble too, on whisky—and that put the finish to me! I—l'm not hit ting It as hard as I was for a while, and I reckon pretty soon If 1 con get to feeling a little more energy, I better try to quit entirely—l don't know. I'm all In—and the doctor says so. I thought I was running along line up to a few months ago, hut all the time I wos ready to bust, and didn't know It. Now, then, I don't want you to blame SlbyU and If 1 were yon I wouldn't speak of her as 'that wom an,' because she's your daughter-in law and going. to stay that way. She didn't do anything wicked. It was a shock to me, and I don't deny It, to find what she had done—encouraging that fellow to hang around her after he began trying to flirt with ber, and losing her head over him the way she did. I don't deny It was a shock and that It'll always be a hurt Inside of me I'll never get over. lint It was my fault; I didn't understand a woman's nature." Poor Koscoe spoke In the most profound and desolate earnest. "A woman craves society, arid gayery, and meeting attractive people, and traveling. Well, I can't give her tho other things, but I can give her tho traveling—real traveling, not Jujt go ing to Atlantic City or New Orleans, the way she has, two, three times. A woman has to have something In ber life hi-sides a business man. And that's all I was. I never understood till I heard her talking when she was so sick, and I believe If you'd heard her then jyon wouldn't speak so hard heartolly abont her; I lielleve yoti might have forglvep her like I have. That's all. I never cared anything for any girl but her In my life, but I was so busy with business I put It ahead of her. I never thought about her, I was so busy thinking business. Well, this Is where it's brought us to—and now when you talk aliout 'business' to me I feel the way you do when any body talks about Gurney to you. The word 'business' makes me dizzy—lt makes be honestly sick at the stomach. I believe If I had to go downtown and step Inside that office door I'd fall down on the floor, deathly sick. You talk obont a 'month's vacation'—and I get Just as sick. I'm rattled—l can't explain—l haven't got any plans—can't make auy, except to take my girl arid, get Just as far away from tliut office as I can—and stay. We're golug to Japau first, and If we—" His father rustled tte paper. "I said goodby, Koscoe." • "GOodby," said Roscoe, listlessly. CHAPTER XXIV. Sheridan waited until he heard the sound of the outer door closing; then he rose and pushed a tiny disk set In the wall. Jackson appeared. "Has Bibbs got home from work?" "Mist' Bibbs? No, suh." "Tell blm I want to see him, soon as be comes." "Yessuh." Sheridan returned to his chair and fixed Ills attention fiercely upon the newspaper. He found. It difficult to pursue the Items beyond their explana tory rubrics—there was nothing un usual or startling to concentrate bis attention. "Motorman Puts Blame on Brakes. Three Killed When Car Slides." "Bur glars Make Big Hani." "Board Works Approve Big Car-line Extension." "Hold-up Men Injure Two. Man Found In Alley, Skull Fractured." "Sickening Story Told In Divorce Court." "Plan New Eighteen-story Structure." "Schoolgirl Meets Death l T nder Automobile." "Negro Cuts Three. One Daad." "Life Crushed Out. Third Elevator Accident In Same Building Causes Action, by Coroner." "Declare Mllltla Will be Menace. Pol ish Societies Protest to Governor In Church Rioting Case." "Short Jlt.fKio In Accounts, Trusted Man Kills Self With "Drug." "Found Frozen. Family Without Food or Fuel. Baby Dead When Parents Return Home From Seeking Work." "Mlulstcr Kefttrtfed From Trip Abroad Lectures on Big Future of Our City. Sees Big Im provement During Short Absence. Says No European City Holds Candle." (Sheridan nodded approvlugly here.) Bibbs came through the hall «Ills tllng, and entered the room briskly. "Well, father, did you want me?" "Yes. Sit down."" Sherldnn got up. and Bibbs took a seat by tlie lire, hold ing out his hands to tl#> crackling blaze, for It was cold outdoors. "I came within seven of the shop record today," he said. "I handled more strips that any other workman has any day this month. The nearest to me Is sixteen behind." "There!" exclaimed his father, great ly pleased. "Wbat'd I tell you? I'd like to hear Gurney hint again that I wosn't right In sending you there—l would Just like to bear him! And you— ain't you ashamed of mukln' such a fuss about It? Ain't you?" "I didn't go at It In the right spirit the other time," Bibbs said, smiling brightly, hi* face ruddy In the eherefill firelight. "I didn't know the difference It meant to like a tiling." "Well. I guess I've pretty thoroughly vlryieated my Judgment. I guess I have! I said the sliop'd be good for you, and It was, I said It wouldn't hurt you, and It hasn't. It's been Just exactly what I said It would he. Ain't that so?" "Looks like It!" Bibbs agreed, gayly. "Well, I'd like to know any place I been wrong, first and last! Instead o' hurtln' you. It's been .Hie mukln' of you—physically. It's started you out to be tlie huskiest one o' the whole family. Now, then, mentally—that's different. 1 don't say It unkindly. Bibbs, but you got to do something for yourself mentally, Just like what's been done physically. And I'm goln' to help you." Sherldnn decided to sit down again. He brought his chair close to his sou's, and, leaning over, tupped Bltills' knee confidentially. "1 got pluns for yon. Bibbs," be said. Bibbs Instantly looked thoroughly alarmed. He drew back, "I—l'm all right now, father." "I,l*l en." Sheridan settled himself In his chair, nnil spoke In the tone of a reasonable mflti reasoning. "Listen here, Bibbs. I had another blow v>- day, and it was a hard one and right In th>' face, though I have been ex "You're My Last Chance." pectin' I' some Utile time back. Well, It's got to be met. Now I'll tie frank with you. An I said a minute ago, mentally I couldn't ever railed you exactly strong You got will power. I'll say that for you. I never knew boy or niau that could tie stubbortier— never one In my life! Now, then, you've showed you could learn to run that machine best of any man In the shop, In no time at all. That looks to me tike yon con Id learn to do othet things. I don't deny but what It's ao encournglo' sign. I don't deny that, st all. Now, then, I'm goln' to give you a ral«e. I wanted to send you straight on up through the shops—a year or two, maybe—but I can't do It. I lost Jim, and now I've lost Koscoe. IIe'» quit. He's laid down on me. If he ever cornes back at all, he'll be a long time plckln' up the strings, qnd, any way, he ain't the man I thought he was. I can't count on blm. I got to have somebody I know I can count on? And I'm flown to this: you're my Inst chance. Btbbs, I got to learn you to use what brains you got and see If we can't develop 'em a little. Who knows? And I'm goln' to put my time In on It. I'm goln' to take you right downtown with me, and I won't be hard on you If you're a little slow at first And I'm goln' to do the big thing for you. I'm goln' to make you feel you got to do the big thing for me. In return. I'm goln' to make sn appeal to your ambition that'll make you dizzy!" He tapped his son on the knee again. ''Bibbs, I'm goln' to start you off this way: I'm goln' to make you a director In the Pump Works company; I'm goln' to make you rice president of the Realty company and a vice-president of the Trust com pany!" Illbba Jumped to his feet, blanched. "Oh, no!" he cried. Sheridan took his dismay to be the excitement of sudden Joy. "Yes, sir! And there's some pretty fat little sal aries goes with those vice-presidencies, uud a pinch o' stock in the Pump com pany with the directorship. You thought I was pretty mean about the shop—oh, I know you did!—but you see (lie old man can play both ways. And so right now, the minute you've begun to make good the way I wanted you to, I deal from the new deck. And I'll keep on handln' it put bigger and bigger every time you show me you're big enough to play the baud I deal you. I'm startln' you with a pretty big one, my boy!" "Hut I don't—l don't—l don't want It!" Bibbs stammered. Sheridan looked perplexed. "What's the matter with you? Didn't you un derstand what I was tellln' you?" "I know, I know! But I can't take it" "What's tile matter with jou?" Sher idan WUH half amazed, half suspicious. "Your head feel funny?" "I've never been quite so sane in my life," said Bibbs, "us I have lately. And I've got Just what I want. I'm living exactly the right life. I'm earn ing my daily bread, and I'm happy In doing It. My wages are enough. I don't want any more mouey, and I don't deserve any—'* "Damnation!" Sheridan sprang up. "You've turned Socialist! You been listening to those fellows down there, and you—" "No, sir. I think there's a great deal in what they say, but that Isn't it" Sheridan tried to restrain his grow ing fury, and succeeded partially. 'Then what Is It? Whut's the mat ter'/" "Nothing," his son returned, nerv ously. "Nothing—except that I'm con tent. I don't want to change any thing." "Why not?" Bibbs had the Incredible folly to try to explain. "I'll tell you, father, If I can. I know It may be hard to under stand—" "Yes, I think It may be," said Sberl dan, grimly. "What you say usually Is a little that way. Oo on!" Perturbed and distressed, Bibbs rose Instinctively; he felt himself at every possible disadvantage. lie was a sleeper clinging to a dream —a rough hand stretched to shake him and wak en him. He went to a table and made vague drawings upon It with a linger, and as he spoke he kept his eyes low ered. "You weren't altogether right about the shop—that Is, In one way you weren't, father," He glanced up apprehensively. Sheridan stood facing liliu, expressionless, and made no at tempt to Interrupt,. "That's difficult to explain," lllblis continued, lowering Ills eyes ngnlu, to follow the tracings of Ills finger. "I—l believe the shop I might have done for me this time If I hadn't—lf something hadn't helped ino to—oh, not only, to bear it, but to be happy in It. Well, I am happy in It I want to go on Just as I am. And of all tliliigs on earth that I don't want, I don't want to live a business life — I don't want to be druwn Into It. I don't tliliik It Is living—and now I am living. I have, the healthful toll—and I can think. In business us Important as yours I couldn't think anything but business. I don't—l don't think mak ing money Is worth while." "Oo on." suld Sheridan, curtly, as Bllil/s paused timidly. "It hasn't seemed to get anywhere, that I can see," Mild Bibbs. "You think Oils city l« rich and powerful—but what's the use of its being rich and powerful? They don't teaeli the chll dien any more In the schools because the city Is rich and powerful. They teach them more than they used to lie cause souie people—not rlrh and pow erful people have thought the thoughts to teach the children. And yet when you've lieeu reading the pa per I've heard you objecting to the children being taught anything except what would help them to make money. You said it was wasting the tsxes. You want them taught to make a liv ing, hu4 not to live. When I was a little boy this wasn't an ugly town; now It's hideous. What's the use of bciug 1/1 it Just to lie hideous? I mean I don't think all this has meant really gMng ahead—lt's Just been getting bigger and dirtier and noisier. Wasn't Uie whole country happier and In many ways wiser when if was smaller and cleaner and quieter and kludcrl J know you think I'm an utter fool, fa ther, but. after all, though, aren't busi ness and politics Just the housekeeping part of life? And wouldn't you despise a woman that not only made her housekeeping her ambition, but did It so noisily and dirtily that the whole neighborhood was In a continual tur moil over It? And suppose she talked and thought about ber housekeeping all the time, and was always having additions built to her house when she couldn't keep clean what she already had; and suppose, with It all, she made the house altogether unpeaceful and unllvable—" "Just one minute!" Sheridan Inter rupted, adding, with terrible courtesy, "If you will permit me? Have you ever been right about anything?" "I don't quite—" "I ask the simple question: Hare yon ever been right about anything whatever In the course of your llfet Have you ever been right upon any subject or question you've thought about or talked about? Can you men- NO. 811 Get Rid of Tan, I SvnLf-n and Freckles % by using HACAN'S Balm. Acta inrftantiy. Stops the burning. 5j Gears your complexion of Tan and 3j Blemishes. You cannot know how good it is until you try it. Thou*- J anda of women say it is beft of all J beautifiers and heals Sunburn Quickest. Don't be without it a ay longer. Get a bottle now. At your Druggist or by mail direct : 75 cents for either color. White. >1 Pink, Rose-Red. SAMPLE FREE. LYON MFG. CO., 40 So. Bth St., Brooklyn N.Y. tlon one single time when yon Ten proved to be right?" He wu flourishing the bandaged lmud nh be spoke, but Bibb* said only, - "If I've always been wrong before, surely there's more chance that I'm right about this. It seems reasonable ' to suppose something would be due to, bring up my average." "Yes, I thought you wouldn't see the % point. And there's another you prob-t ably couldn't see, but I'll take the lib-> erty to mention it. Tou been balkin', all your life. Pratty much everything I ever wanted you to do, you'd let otrtj " some kind of a boiler, like yon ar» now—and yet I can't seem to remeip-, ber once when you didn't have to lan down and do what I said. But go on' with your remarks about our city and) the business of this country. Go onrl "I don't want to be part of it," said 1 Bibbs, with unwonted decision. "M.+ want to keep to myself, and I'm doinfl it now. I couldn't. If I went down there with you. I'd be swaltowad lntoj It I don't care for money enough! "No," his father interrupted, fttH dangerously quiet "You've never baft to earn a living. Anybody could tell) that by what you say. Now, let me remind you; you're sleepin' In a pretty} good bed; you're eatln' pretty fair) food; you're wearln* pretty Anal clothes. Just suppose one o' thesai noisy for Instance—» decided to let you do your own bouafr) keepln'. May I ask what your propa* sitlon would be?" "I'm earning nine dollara a said Bibbs, sturdily. "It's enough. ■ shouldn't mind at all." "Who's payln' you that nine dollam • week?" "My work I" Blbbe answered. "AnA I've done so well on that clipping nM chine 1 believe I could work up to fif teen or even twenty a week at anotbety ' job. I could be a fair plumber In at few months, I'm sure. I'd rather havaf a trade than be In bualness—l sbouldJ Infinitely!" "You better set about learnln' on* pretty dam' quick!" But Rberidaaj struggled with his temper and again) was partially successful in controlling It "Tou better learn a trade over Run-' day, because you're either goln' down with me to my office Monday morn- Ing—or—you can go to plumbing!" "All right," said Bibbs, gently. "S can get along." Hhcridan raised his hands sardoni lcally, as In prayer. "O God," be saldi "this boy was crazy enough before he began to earn nine dollars a weeltj and now bis money's gone to his bead! Can't you do nothln' for him 7* Than! he flung bis handa apart palms out* ward, In a furious gesture of dismis sal. "Oet out o' this room I You got a skull that's thlcker'n a whale's thigh-bone, but It's cracked spang alt tbe way across! You're cracked! Ob, but I got a flne layout here! One son dlnl, one quit, and one's a loon! The loon's all I got left! Well, mister, loon or no loon, cracked and cracy or whati ever you ure, I'll take you with ma Monday morning, and I'll work yoa and learn you—yes' and I'll lam you, if 1 got to—untltl I've made something out of you that's fit to be called a business man! I'll keep at you while I'm able to stand, and If I have to lag down to die I'll be whlspertn* at yofl till they get the embuluiln' fluid lntqf me! Now go on, and don't let me beaM from you again till you can come and) tell me you've waked up, you poor, plttj ful, dandellon-plckln' sleep-walker!" | Illbbs gave him a queer look. TbaNl was something like reproach In It fofl once; but there was more than that—' be seemed to be startled by bis fatbef'a last word. TO BE CONTINUED. SAWDUST AS A FIRS EX. TINQUISHER. Sawdust will extinguish small flraa In garages, and Its value la greatly creased by the addition of bicarbonate of soda (baking powder), The sawdust fioata and forma 4 blanket over the bunting oil, wbfia bicarbonate of soda, when axpoead tq heat gives off oartxjn dioxide caa, which helps to prevent combustion bg shutting off acoees of air. A mix ton of tea pounds of bicarbonate to oaa bashel of sawdust has been found tq be satisfactory. LIGHTNING FIRES. j The report of tbe Kansas fire mar* shal on lightning fires and loasaa la . hardly leas striking than that of tha Indiana official. In his report to* 1111, Marshal h. T. Hassay reports • total loss of Ml lightning Area, with aggregate losses of 1106,U8. In only three Instances, or less tbaa 1 1-1 pea seat were tbe balldlags rodded, tba segregate loesaa tor these three flraa being $»,780; tbe percentage of loeaaa being only slightly wore than the P«r> eantage of tha a umber of tires. — ProtecJJen.