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. i x. v 1 "1 MROLD AutWo HEARTS AND iASKS MAN Ofl THE BOX ctes. IlKish-aliarvs 4 'AI.G.'IOsttnbr- COPYRIGHT 1911 by BOEB3 - MERRILL COMPANY . SYNOPSIS. Qeorr Perclval Algernon Jones, vlce president of the Metropolitan Oriental Ku company of New Tork. thirsting lor romance, I In Cairo on a buslnmi trip. Horace Ryann arrive at the hotel In Cairo with a carefully guarded bundle. Ryanne aelle Jones the famous holy Thl ordes rue which he admlu having stolen from a paaha at Bacdad. Jones meets Major Callahan and later Is Introduced to Fortune Chedsoye by a woman to whom he had loaned 160 pounds at Monte Carlo some months previously, and who turns out to be Fortune's mother. Jones takes Mrs. Chedsoye and Fortune to a polo game. Fortune returns to Jones the money borrowed by her mother. Mrs. Chedsoye appears to be engaged In some mysterious enterprise unknown to the daughter. Ryanne Interests Jones In the United Romance and Adventure com pany, a concern which for a price will arrange any kind of an adventure to or der. Mrs. Chedaoys, her brother. Major Callahan. Wallace and Rynnne. as the united Romance and Adventure company, plan a risky enterprise Involving Jones. Ryanne makes known to Mrs. Chedsoye his Intention to marry Fortune. Mrs. Chedsoye declares she will not permit It. Plans are laid to prevent Jones sailing for home. Ryanne steals Jones" letters and cable dispatches. H' wires agent In New York. In Jones name, that he Is renting house In New Tork to some friends. Mahomed, keeper of the holy carpet, la on Ryanne's trail. Ryanne Sromises Fortune that he will see that ones comes to no harm as a result of his purchase of the rug. Mahomed accosts Ryanne and demands the Thlordes rug. Ryanne tells him Jones has the rug and suggests the abduction of the New York merchant aa a means of securing Its re turn. The rue disappears from Jones' room. Fortune quarrels with her mother when the latter refuses to explain her mysterious actions. Fortune gets a mes sage purporting to be from Ryanne ask ing her to meat him in a secluded place that evening. Jones receives a message BBKingnim to meet Kyanne at tne cngnsn. Bar the same evenlnc. Jones Is carried off Into the desert by Mahomed snd his accomplices alter a aeeperate ngnt. rts discovers that Ryanne and Fortune also are captives, the former Is badly battered and unconscious. Ryanne recovers con sciousness and the sight of Fortune in rapilvlty reveals to him the fact thst Mahomed Intends to get vengeance on him through the girt. Fortune acanowi-nls-ea that she stole the rug from Jones room. She offers to return It to Mahomed If he will free all three of them. Ma homed agrees to liberate Fortune and one of the men In return for the rug. A cour ier Is sent to Cairo Tor ne rug. out re turns with the information that Mrs. Chedsoye and her brother have sailed for New York. Fortune spurns offered free dom which does not Include her two com panions The caravan continues the Jour ney toward Bagdad. Ryanne tells Jones that Mrs. Chedsoye Is the most sdrolt muggier of the age, and Is overheard by Fortune. The three captives are rescued bv Henry Ackermann. who la in charge of a carpet caravan. Mahomed escapes. Mrs. Chodsovs discovers the absence of Fortune and Kaves for New York taking the girl's belongings with her. Through forged letters Mrs. Chedsoye, the major and their sccompllcea take possession of Jones' . New York bom. Jones, Ryanne and Fortune arrive at Damascus. Ry nnne falls In hi resolution to lead a bet ter life. Rvann secretly leaves for New York At Jones' solicitation his partner. Mortimer, offers Fortune a home, but she declines. Jones then declares his love and finds that It la reciprocated. Jones and Fortune arrive In New York and go to the Mortimer homo. Jones find Mrs. Chedsoye, Ryann and the rest of the gang in his horn with a million In money Tooted from an adjoining bank packed readv for night. Jones summons yads worth, president of the bank, who It de velops la Ryanns'a brother. CHAPTER XXI. (Continued). "We could have taken every dollar trom the vault, said Wallace cheer fully. "But we couldn't have made our get away with It," observed the butler, holding his empty glass toward Ry anne. who" was acting as master of ceremonies. "A. clear, unidentified million," mused Ryanne. "Into the cars with It; over to Jersey City; on to Phila delphia; but there for Europe; quiet ly transfer the gold to the various Continental banks; and In six months, who could trace hair or hide of it?" Ryanne laughed. "It's all right to laugh," said the Major. "But are you sure about Jones T He could have arrived this afternoon." i "Impossible! He left Alexandria for Naples on a boat that stopped but thirty hours. With Fortune on his bands he could not possibly sail be fore the following week, and maybe not then. Sit tight. I know what I aft talking about." f "Ha might cable." "So he might But if he had we'd have heard from him before now. I'm going to tell you a. secret My name Is not Ryanne.' - ls i'We all know that," said the Major. ! "It's Wadsworth. : Does that tickle your mind any?" The men shook their heads. Mrs. Chedsoye did not move hers. "Bah 1 Greatest Joke of the hour. I'm Horace Wadsworth, and Arthur Wadsworth, president of the Merchant-Mechanic Bank, is my beloved brother!" ' '.. ; . . Ay, damnable wretch!" A shock ran through them all. In the doorway leading to the rear hall stood George, hiB revolvers leveled steadily. Peering white-faced over his houlder was the man who had spok en, Arthur Wadsworth. CHAPTER XXII. The End t.f the Puzxle. The elder I r tried to push past Corge, but c i : timer caught him by the shot s er.d dragged him back. . "Let me f '"! J cried, his voice na sal and 1' 'i you hear me T Let tme fro!" i , " "j.tr, "," J George, with out I -i or letting his fr ! i back. Thanks." . i r the threshold, i, I i ail shoot the s v ) ; a movement" ' :sew something t he meant Just iy, every one," t'orge here can't of a man Is dead I fmrrender." -..--'in. "The f! Idand. . . l-t r - irr MACGRATH "Mr. Wadsworth." replied George, "if you do not be still and let me run this affair, I'll throw the pistols to the floor, and your brother and his friends may do as they bally please. Now, siep back and be quiet Stop!" to Ry anne, whoee hand was reaching out toward the table. "Don't shoot, Perclval; I want only a final glass of wine." Ryanne calmly took the slender stem of the glass be tween his fingers, lifted It and drank. He set It down empty. Trom his out side pocket he drew a handkerchief and delicately dried his Hps. He alone of his confederates had life. It whs because he alone understood. Prison wasn't staring him In the face Just yet. "Well, Arthur, old top, how goes ItT Nearly got your money-bags, didn't we? And we surely would have but for this delicious vintage." "Damn you and your wine!" roared the Major, shaking with rage. This adventure bad been no Joke to him, no craving for excitement He wasted the gold, the gold. With what would have been his share he could have gambled at Moilte Carlo and Ostend till the end of his days. For the first time be saw long, black bars of Iron running up and down a window. ' And all for a bottle of wine! "Damn away, old sport!" Ryanne reached for the bottle and filled his glass again. "Perclval, I'm blamed sorry about that ollvertree. of yours " He waved his hand toward the bags. "You can see that my Intentions In regard to refunding that hundred pounds were strictly honorable. Now, what's on the ticket?" "I suppose your luggage Is outside In the automobiles?" "Right-O!" "Well, I need not explain my rea sons; you will understand tbem; but I am going to give you all two hours' time. Then I shall notify the police. You will have to take your chance after that time." The circling faces brightened per ceptlbly. Two hours that would car ry them far Into Jersey. "Accepted with thanks," said Ry anne. "I refuse to permit It!" yelled . the brother. "Mr. Jones, you will rue this night's work. I shall see that the law looks Into your actions. This is fel ony. I demand to be allowed to tele phone." "Perclval, for heaven's sake, let him!" cried Ryanne wearily. "Let him shout; It will soften his voice. He will hurt nobody. The wires were cut hours ago." - Mortimer felt the tense muscles In his grasp relax. Arthur Wadsworth grew limp and reeled against the Jamb ' of the door. ' "You had better start at once," George advised. "You three first," with a nod toward Wallace (his bul bous hose now lavender in hue), the butler and the first-man. "Forward march, front door. Go on!" "What about me?" asked Ryanne. "In a moment." George could not but admire the man, rascal though he was. There was a pang of regret In his heart as the thought came and went swiftly: what a comrade this man would have made under different circumstances! Too late! "Halt!" he cried. The trio marching toward the door came to a stop, their heads turned Inquiringly. "Here, Mr. Mor timer; take one of these guns and cover the Major. . He's the one I doubt." Then George followed the others Into the hall and Ironically bade them God-speed as he opened the door for them. They went out stupidly; the wine had dulled them George Immediately returned to the library. : Neither Fortune nor her mother had stirred In all this time. A quality of hypnotism held them in bondage. The mother could not lower her glance and the daughter would not If there was a light of triumph In Fortune's eyes, it was unconsciously there. And no one will know the full bitterness that shone from the mother's. , She could have screamed with fury; she could have rent her clothes, torn ber. skin, pulled her hair: and yet she sat there without physical sigh of the tempest. On her side, Fortune knew, that, had there been a single gesture inviting pity, she must have flown to her moth er's side. But there, was no sign. Finally, Fortune stepped back, chilletL It was all too late. ., . ., ':-.--vi i V..' - "Fortune," said George, terribly em barrassed, "do you wish to speak to your mother, alone?" "No." It was a little word, spoken In a little, hushed tone. Mrs Chedsoye rose and proceeded to put on her furs, which she bad flung across the back of her chair. "Mother!" This came In a gasp from the elder Wadsworth. , An under standing of this strange proceeding began to filter through his mind. The young girl's mother! Mrs. Chedsoye drew on her gloves slowly. She offered them to the Ma' Jor to button. He flung the hands aside. He was not nice under the ve neer. But Ryanne- was Instantly at her service. And curiously she watched his agile fingers at work over the, buttons; they were perfectly steady. Then, followed by the Major and Ryanne, she walked easily toward the ball Ryanne paused. "Good night, Arthur. I'm sure you will not sleep well. That handsome safe la Irreparably damaged. I dare say you will fii.J a way to cover the loss without any injury to your own pockrt. Old ten, farewell! Who ss If, r ' r-r (.. t-Mr, who said: 'I i - V Tie t r I , face and vote swiftly. "Ton sneak ing blackguard, . you cheater of wid ows; yes, I shall .come, again; and then look to your sleek, sanctimonious neck! You chucked me dowr road to hell, and the pity of It Is. " s day I must meet you there! .rtune, child," his voice becoming sad, "you might remember a . poor beggar in your prayers to-night Percjjal,- a rareweu to you. we shall never meet again. But whan you stand upon that bally old rug there, you'll always see me, the Are, the tents, the camels and the desert, and the moon In the date-palms. By-by!" And presently they were gone. A moment later those remaining could bear the chug-chug of the motors as they sped away. The banker was first to recover from the spell. ' Ha rushed for the hall, but George stopped him rudely. "Two hours, If you please. I never break - my word. Your money is all there. If you do not act reasonably, I'll throw you down and sit on you till the time Is up. Sit down. I do not propose that my future wife shall appear In court as a witness against ber mother. Do you understand me now?" ' . The banker signified that he did. He sat down, rather subdued. Then be got up nervously and Inventoried the steal, He counted roughly a mil lion. A million! He felt sick and weak. It would have wrecked the bank, wiped It out of existence. And saved by the merest the most trifling chance! A bottle of wine! He re sumed his chair and sat there won deiingly till the tlme-llmlt expired. The public never heard how nearly the Merchant-Mechanic had gone to the wall; nor how six policemen bad worked till dawn carrying bark the gold; nor tflat the banker had not even thanked them for tbelr labor. The first Impulse of the banker had been to send the story forth to the world, to harass and eventually cap ture his brother; but. his foresight becoming normal, be realised that silence was best, even, if his brother escaped. . If the depositors heard that the bank had been entered and a mil lion taken from the vaults, there would naturally follow a terrific run. When the last bag had been taken out of the library and the banker and the police bad gone, the bell rang. George went to the door. A messen ger handed htm a small satchel and a note. There was to be no reply. The note was from Ryanne. Briefly It stated that the satchel contained the emeralds. . There had been some dif ficulty in forcing the Major to surren der them. But that much was due to George for his generosity. Later In the day he George might Inform bis Horace's brother that the coup hadn't been a total fizzle. They had already packed away In ' suit-cases something like two hundred thousand dollars In bills of all denominations. "Tell that dear brother of mine to charge It to our account It will be less than the Interest ' upon a million "1 Am Going to Give You In ten years. To you. my boy, I add: Fortune favors the brave!" 1 "George," said Mortimer, "you will not mind if I forage round In - the kitchen?' A "bottle of beer and a bit His Preference t for Home Oliver Wendell Holmes Unable to Get Any Real Pleasure In the Vaunted "Tavern." Don't' talk to me about taverns! There Is Just one genuine, clean, de cent palatable thing, occasionally to be had In them namely, a boiled egg The soups taste pretty good some times, but their sources are involved In a darker -mystery than that of the Nile. Omelettes taste ss If they had been carried In the waiter's hat, or fried in an old boot I ordered scram bled eggs one day. It must be that they had been scrambled for by some body, but who who in the possession of a sound reason could nave scram bled for what I had set before me un der that name? Butter! I am wondor tng why the taverns always ke-p It until it Is old. Fool that I am! As ,f tV-e ! vrrrj did rot know thst If It - ' s : i It won' 1 te v 1 '..h is of cheese would go handy. It's almost my breakfast time." "Bless your heart help yourself! , And George turned to Fortune. "Ah," she cried, seizing bis hands. "you will not think III of me?" "And for what?" astonished.' . "For not speaking to my mother. Oh, I Just couldn't; I Just couldnt! When I thought of all the neglect. all the Indifference, the loneliness. I couldn't I It was horribly unnatural and cruel!" "I understand, heart of mine. Say no more about it" And be put his two bands against her cheeks and kissed hr. "Never shall you be lone ly again, for I am going to be all things to you. Poor heart I Just think that all that has passed has been only a bad dream, and that it's clear sunshiny morning; eh?" He held her off a ways and then swept her Into his arms as he had done on board the ship, -roughly and masterly. "And there's that old rug! Talk about magic carpets! There never was one Just like this. But tor It I shouldn't even have known you. ' And, by Jove! when the minister comes this after noon "This afternoon!" "Exactly! When he comes, yon and I are going to stand upon that beau tiful, friendly old rug, and both of us are going to 'be whisked right away Into Eden." 1 "Please!" Silence. "How brave you are!" "I? Oh, pshaw!" "Would you have shot one of them?'' "Girl, your Perclval Algernon couldn't have bit the bro'ad side of a barn." He laughed Joyously. I knew It And that Is why I call you brave. And when the pale gold of winter dawn filled the room, it found them, hand In hand, staring down at the old Thlordes, the maglo old Thlordes from Bagdad. THE END. Long-Lived Birds. It used to be contended that ravens lived longer than any other species of birds, and it was said that their age frequently exceeded a century. Recent studies of the subject Indicate that no authentic Instance of a raven surpass ing seventy years of sge is of record.' But parrots have been known to attain an ago of one hundred years. There is aecord of a golden eagle which died at Schoenbrun at the age of 118 years. Another golden eagle was kept in the Tower of London for 90 years. A third died at Vienna aged 104 years. Geese and swana are tenacious of life, and extraordinary accounts exist of the great age that they have attained. Buf fon and other authorities have credited them with eighty and one hundred years of life. Harper's Weekly. ; . From 8mlles to Thrills. "Fashions change In politics as well as In literature." "Yes," replied Sen- All Two Hours Time." ator Sorghum. "Candidates used to appeal to an audience with humor or sentiment Now we are compelled to give Jem .mysterious plots or studies in current slang." . not what they want Then the waiters, with their napkins what don't they do with those napkins! Mention any one thing of which you think you can say with truth, "That'they do not do.? Every six months a tavern should burn to the ground, with all Its traps, I's "properties," Its beds and pots and kettles and start afresh from ita ashes like John Phoenlx-Squibob. No; give me home, or a home like mine, where a!l Is clean and sweet where coffee h: a pre-eilsted In the ber ry and tea has still faint recollections of the pigtails that dangled about the plant from which It was picked, where butter has not the prevailing charac ter which Pope assigned to Denham, where soup could look you in the face if It had "eyes" (which it has not), and where the roraely Anne or the gracious Mare' t takes the r'" of these napkin be ir.g animals. C;;? Vt'eodeU Hp' " : Practical Fashions LADY') ORE8S. This dress Is the acme of sim plicity. The blouse is plain, except for the rounded collar at the neck and the small chemisette, which Is detachable. The skirt is cut with three gores and opens at one side of the front Brocaded silk or cotton goods, cotton crepe, ratine, gingham, linen and the like can be used for this dress. The dress pattern (6241) Is cut In sizes 34 to 42 inches bust measure. Medium size requires 6V4 yards of 36 inch material To Drocura this rjattern semi 1A mm to "Pattern Department." of this paper, write name and address plainly, and be Sure to ariva slae and nur:!, nf n,ium. NO. 6241. UK- .NAME TOWN STREET AND NO. STATE BOY'S SUIT. This Is a new form of the middy or sailor suit, with the usual deep yoke and open neck. . The lower edge of the blouse may hang atraight or be gath ered Into the trousers. These are In the new manner straight at the knee. Linen, pique, p'oplln, heavy gingham, duck, etc., are used for these suits. The suit pattern . (6261) Is cut in sizes 2, 4 and 6 years. Medium size requires 2 yards of 38 inch ma terial. To procure this pattern send 10 cents to "Pattern Department." of this paper. Write name and address plainly, and be sura te give six and number of pattern. NO. 21. NAMB ...... SIZE TOrVN viiieii ' STREET AND NO... STATS Honolulu Has New Drink? A new drink ' has been Invented In Honolulu. It Is taken Immediately after Being a friend off on a steamer,, and is called a "tearwlper." The recipe, as furnished : by ( Joe Ratta Of the Kentucky bar, is: Grenadine syrup, two bar spoons: Juice of one-half lime, Scotch whisky, Shake well Mid serve in cocktail glass, squeezing a piece of lemon into the mixture. ' N. B. A tear may also be added if so desired, same being supplied by the drinker, unless otherwise request ed. Town Topics, Honolulu. ' Nothing to Retract. Tve been fishing here all day, and haven't had a bite. Yet you say In your booklet, 'speckled trout caught in these waters in enormous quanti ties.'" . ' . "Yes, sir; last year one of our guests caught two that weighed near ly ten pounds splece. If that isn't an enormous quantity for two speckled rout I don't want a cent" Needed v Compass. '"Muvver, I wish you wouldn't mak me any more trousers out of farver's old 'uns!" "Why, what's the matter with 'em?" 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