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caneer to the lawmbiding tenant of a. " Surrey viiia. Before her mu, inquini int; eyes and calm .sahxte he foundx himsaif at once abasbed and confused. He raised his hand :0 his heat}, only mé findr that he had come out without a» hat, and he certainly mppem-ed, 2151 he stood there, to his wax-3t possible { advaatage. “Good mox-qing, miss," he stammerv} ed; “I'm «fund 3 startled you!” 3 She winged 5 mm» at his address.‘ but 03",9m'xsa her mammr was: not tm‘ S gracmus. i Prubabiy nothing else in the world maid 50 won haw. transformed Scan {aft Trent from the Gold Coast hqc- “You (iié a little,” she admitted. “IPO you qsuany stritie out of your WlfldOVYS Inks: that, bareheaderi and muttermg to yourstelf '3” (“I wnsjin a heastiy temper," be ad~ mated. “If I had known who _wzs outs’idewiz would have been differâ€" ent. ' 31E)? 'v'UI'IflEI‘IUl mildew-I forget vf thousands of («I (ha sketch (. 44231912 and told fining to hat me I x-eaély thong-P 'z‘ir‘ed my 531m “ 1’s more in rzzu‘d, "I’ve ate ‘L‘J‘icr‘. I may : miiiionaire to~d standards 0f criticism. he wouid fail. am he ranked, in the jargon of her (1395, an: a gentleman. He represent‘ ed something in flash and blow) which had never seemed more than half reai to ixerwpawer without education. She iiked to consider» herseifwbeing a writer with ambitions who tack hex» self seriouswma studmt of human nature. Here was a specimen worth impaling, an original being, a creature of a new type such as had never come within flag regipm 9f hex: experigpsgk “You are going 19 talk to me about Africa, are you mt?" she rem§nded him. “Couwn't we sit in the shade somewhere. 1 gm quite hot walking from the station" was worth whiie ignoring 'gmai! idio‘ syncrnsies, which might offend, in order to annex him. Besides, item a journalistic, point of View, the man “73S more than interestingvâ€"he was a veritable treasure. He led the way across the lawn, aard they sat unzier a cedar tree. He was awkward and iii at ease, but she had tact enough for both. “I can’t understand." he began, “how people are interested in the stuff which gas into papers nowa» days. If you want hen-row though, I can 53:91:; yea. For one man who success .9 over there, there are a dozen who find it a Shari cut Liown into 2143)}. I can tell you if you {ike of my dayg {if starvation.” "Go on!" . Like many men who talk but $860M he had the gift: when he chose to speak of reproducing his experiences in Vivid though unpolished language, He {om her of the $3313 when he had worked on the banks of the Congo with the coolies, a shave in everything but name, when the sun had burned the brains of men to madness. and the palm wine had turned them into how!- ing deviis. He to“ her of the na~ tives of Bekwando, of the éays they hat} spent amongst. them in that squaiid but when their fate hung in the balance day by day, and every shout that Went up “from the Warriors gathered rmmd the house of the king was a cry of death. He spoke of their animate success, of the granting of the concession which had laid the {oundzzticn (#6 his fal‘tunes, and than of that terrible journey back through the bush, {chewed by the natives who had alreaéy rayented of their action, and who dogged their footsteps hour after hem; waitng for them (mi); to the» at rest :43 seize upon them, and 1;; mm mg .ycs set ! n‘ztwdiug thing a a vi‘essintz, mud, weIL «mid not Mir hands, ‘nd change 1 237‘s he was: 0 her been“ -tax1{{ai‘ds of L) be ranked 11155, as a g "he looked at him curiouzflymat his ’ tweed suits, his yellow boots, and r infia the strong, farcefn} face with '03 set in der hofiowg uner the (trading brows, at the heavy 3mm \‘ing' a certam coarseness to his ex» vssitm. which his mouth and fmre~ “Ad, weihshaped (hang-h they were, hid not almzzether dispel. At the me time he lucked at her, slim, tail, dcgamt, dummy cloth-cad {mm her 7.22;: shoes to her sailor hat, her 0an hair, parted in the middle, onping a little from its confinemem ripple about her forehead. and mm more aleariy the delicacy of her ‘mpiexion. Trent was an ignorant an on many subjects, on others, his m seemed aiwa‘ys intuitiver cor~ ct. He knew that this giri belong» E m a class {rem which his descent 2d education had ieft him far wart, flags (3? which he knew nothing. and ‘1?) Wham he could claim no kimhip, w, too, was realizing Stwher inter~ 1 in h‘m was, howeVer, none the Mss ‘09. He was a tyge of those pow~ which today hoid the work} in yr hands) make kingdams tremble. u! change the fate of nationss. Perâ€" (“‘5 he was: a}? the more interesting » her became by all the orflénary fl ? my salary at once." '5; more luck than anything." he "I’ve stood next dom- to min I may again, though i’m a THE GOLDEN KEY Or “The Advantures of Ledgard." By the Author of "What He Gegt Her." 1'! CHAPTER XV. ' v‘- ;... â€" n. E “R. was ozfly oui revolvers which é kept them away," he went on. “I shot might or nine of them at different times when they came too close. and to hear them wailing over the bofiies was me bf the most hideous things you can imagine. Why, for months and months afterwards 1 coqun’t ssleep. (’6 wake up in the night and Haney that I heard that cursed yank: outside my windmvway, War: on file. steamer at highbiime it” I was on deck before mooniight, I’d seem to 323215;"; rising up out (sf the water. haul them back to Bekwando, prison- ers for the sacrifice. She shuddered‘ § “But you both emapeti?" fize said‘g There was a moment‘s silence. The; shade of the cedar tree was deep and; cool, but it braugm {'Tzitie rekief teal Trent. The perspix'aténn stead out on? his forehead in great bmds, he breath- ‘ ed fur a filament in mm gasps as: though atifled. ; “No,” he answered; “my partner died within a miie or two cf the coast. I32 was very in when we started, and I pmtiy we“ had to carry him the whoie 9f the 2m day. ,1 did my best for him. 5 did, indeed. but it was no good‘ I had to leave him. There was, no use sacrificing maeseif for a dead man." any. “Was he an Englishman?" she asked. He facet} the questian just as he had” faced death yaer before leaving at. him, a few feet from the muzzle of a z‘emlver. “He was an Engiishman. The only name we had ever heard him salted by was ‘Monty.’ Some said he was a brohgn down gentleman. i believe he wasf S112 was unconscious of bias passionâ€" Me, breathiess scrutiny, unconscious utterly (sf me great wave of reiief which swapt into his face as he realm, ed that his words were without any spegial meaning it? her,” “It was very sad, indead,” she said. “If he had fived, he would have shared with yen, I 5121717055, in the conces~ Sign?” Trent nodded. “Yes, we were aqua} partners. We had an arrangement by which if one died the Survivor took the lot. I didn‘t want }t, though, I’d rather he had pulled through. I would, indeed,” he yepeateti with nernflaqs force; “You wmfldn’t find it 80;" he said; “It is net 2 piace for such as 3347:}. It is a life 0f has and gambling and de« ceit. There are times when I have hated it. I hate it now." “I am quite sure of that," she an» swered. “And now 18:11 me sométhing about your career in. the City after you came. to Engkand. D0 you know, I have scarcely ever been in what you financiers can the City. In a way it mug be inte‘resfiiqg.‘ b She was uhafi’ectediy surprised. What a speech for a millionaire of yesterday? “I thought,” she said, “that for those th took part in it, it pomessed a fascination stronger than anything else in the world." He shook his head. “it is an ugh? fascination,“ he saié. “You are it: the swim am} you must hold your own. You gambit; with other men, and when you win you chuckle. All the time you’re whitth'ng your conscience awaymif war you had any. You’re quite dishcnest. and you're never quite henest. You come out on top, and afterwards you hate yourgelf. It’s a dirty little life!” "Wen," she remarked after 3 mo- ment’s pause, “yen have surprfised me very much. At any rate you are rich enough now to have my more to do with it" He kicked a ti:- cone savagely away. “If I mum,” he said, “I would shut up my office to~morrow, sen out, and live upon a farm. But I‘ve got to keep what I’ve mafia. The more you succeed the more invoived you he» come. It's a satt of smw'erv." “Have you no friends," she asketi “I have never," be answered, “had a friend in my Iifa." “You have guests at; any rate!" “I sent 'em away last night?“ “What, the ymmg iady in blue?” she asked demurely. “Yes, and the other one, too. Pack- ed them clean off, and they’re not coming back either!” “I am vary pleased to hear it,” she ramzsflied. “There’s a man and his wife and daughter hate I can’t get rid of so easiiy,” he went an gloomfly, “but they’ve'got to go." “They would be less Objectionable to the people mund here who might like to come and see you,” she re~ marked, “than two unattached Iadies)’ “May be," he answered, “yet Yd give a lot to be rid of them." He had rfisen to his feet and was gmnding With his back to the cedar» tree, looking away with fixed eyes to Where the gunfight f8}? «pen a distant hmside gorgeous with patches and gtreaks of yemxw game and purple heather. Presently she noticeci big at» stmction and looked 2330 through the gap in the flees. “You have a beautiful View here," she said. “You are fond of the coun~ try, are you not?" “Very,” he. answered. She inc-fined her heat) sympathetic“ “It is not everyane," she remarked, “who is able tn appreciate it, especia}, 1y when their fives have been spent. as years must have been.” “You have given me," she said, “a very fair idea about some part of 1%. at any rate," He érew a Song breath and {ouked down at hen “I have given van no idea at all,” he said firmly. “i have mid you of a few incidents; that is MY. You have {Biked to me as though I were an equal. Listen! you are probaMy the first 5365! with whofix i have ever spoken. I do ntst want to deceive you. I never had a scrap of education. My father was a carpenter who drank himgelf to death, and my mother was a factory girL I was in the war}:â€" house when i was a boy. I have naver been to 321100}. I don't kmw how ta taik yroperiy, but I should be worse even than I am, if I had not had to mix up wii): 3 39%: of. men in the city who had been properly educated. I am utteHy and migerahly ignorant. I’ve get low tastes and his of ’em. I was drank a few nights agoml've done most of the things men who are beasts (10. There! Now, don't you on want (:9 run away: She shook {her head, and smiled up at him. She was immensely interest~ He looked at her turionsw. “I wonder," he said, “if you have any idea how my life has been spent." “If that is the worst," she said gently, “I am not at an frightenmi. You know that. it; is my profession to write about men and women. I 5330215; to a work} of wornom types, and to meet anyone different is Quite a luxâ€" “The worst!" A sudden fear sent an icy coldness shivering through his veins. His heart seemed to stop beab ing. his cheeks were b)anc)29d. The worst of him. He baa my: field her that he was a robber, that the found~ aticm of his; fartzmes was a lie; that there livec! a man who might bring .32} this great triumph of his shattered am} crumbli‘flg about his ears. A gas- s'mnate fear 1351: she might ever know of these things was born in his, heart at that moment, never afiogether to have him. The sound of a footstep 010563 at hand made them both turn their heads. Along the windin path came D21 Son-La, with an ug y smirk upon his «mite face, smoking a cigar whose ‘mior seemed to poison the air. Trent Earned upon him with a 100k oi thum er. adv-x») Illfl\l‘2 \ASC)31 DUE-5) \ux H Li19)5' l)\1f‘t\)’b;] - . mom; the Winding. path ‘32ij D21 Befere staffing on a Iong-drwe you Smma’ with an uggy smirk upon 5755 should examine if»? horsta, the harness “mite face, smoking a cigar whose and the vehiclewthe bit should be as ‘oéor seemed to poison the air. Trent easy a one as possible, the harnes‘s turned upun him with a 1002: of mum must be comfortable and well fitting. der. " Do mt use a check rein if the road is “What do you want here, Da ‘ 53mm?” he asked fiercely. long and 13913:, bét skctfld one be .fi 3 necessary than ioosen the head of the‘ haggfinga hem up the pangs (“s m” horse before ascending a bill, when “I was graying about,» he Saga, going over muddy roads“ and also “anti I saw you through the trees‘ 1 whenever ynu stop, as it is natural for {kid not know that ymx were so pleas~ a horse to imver his head when he antly engagsd," he added. With a VIEW makes an extra exertion, and also to of his hat to the git}, “or I Wonk! not (11.039 it when he is tasting. haw intruded.” . . . . . “ . u Trent kit:de open the little {yon gab; which led into the game»: be» yon . “Wail, get out, and don’t come here again, he said shartly. “There’s plenty of room far you to wanéer abzmt and poison the air with those abominabie cigars of years without comfing here. Ba $021221 replaced his hat upon his hemi. “The cigars, my friend, are excelâ€" lent. We cannot all smoke the CU‘ bacco 9f :3. miilionaire. can we, Miss?” The am. who was making same notes in her book, continued her Work without the slightast appearance of having: heami him. “He is a beast," Trent answered,§ and ge he shall. I wwld to fieaven that 1 had never seen him.” 3 “You 'must change your friends," she said gravely. “What a horribia man.” “I have. taken up quite emugh of your time,“ she said. “1 am so much omiged ta you, Mr. Trent, for aii you have told me. It has hem mast in~ (arrestingfi She hem out her hand, and the touch of it sent his heart. beating with. a most uausua‘t emotian. He was aghast at the flea of her imminent departure. He realized that, when she paused out of his gate, she passed into a world where she wouid be hope» iessiy East to him so he took his cour~ age into his hamix, and was very bold inéeed. Da Souza snorted, but at that new ment he felt a grip )ike iron upon his Shoulder, and deemed z‘etwat exâ€" pedignt. He went éwiftiy, ungracious. 590*»!- ing. Trent returned m flue girl. She lookgui up at him and closed by}: bqolgt She rose, sfipped her note-book into hep_pgcke£, ami drew an fixer giovegs. 7’ “You have not tom me your name, he remindad her. She laughed lightiy. “How very unprofessional bf me! I ought to have given you a card? For all yet; know I may be an imposger, induigmg an pppardoname guriomuty‘ ' “If you (km't go withcufi anather wow,” came a hut whisper 3:) his ear, “1le thmw you_ into the horse-pond? "My Rama is W'endex'mott-4Ernest.ine Wendemwtt.” He repeated it after her. “Thank you,” he said. “I an) be« ginning to think of some more things; which I might have told you.” “Why. I should have to Write a n0- ve] then to get them an in," she said. “I am sure you have given me an the material I need here. “I am going," be said abrugcéy, time‘ She baited mi him in surprise, scarcer understanding what he could mean. “I am going," be “to agk gran someth‘ am} very pl‘esumptzg‘ comet‘th hei come a! ass: of his gaze and the of his tone. amass} dis- He was obvxously see 3'0“ some id abrugczy, very strange Fresh from the Gardens The first requisites of a good driver are a cool head and a watcbfv} eyb, ‘gwith ready fingers and the quick un- iderstandiag of the neeés and require- ments at? his horse. He must M50 be iready to detect any object by the roadside which would be likely to gammy the horse and grasp at a giance like character of the mad that iies §ahead of him. {£3 12E} lablguea R8 ‘51“! $‘CI‘1KQ one OI' . \ Bear in mint? m breeding horses that his beefs against the ankle opposite.» - ~ - - 0mm bruising and cutting it. Ht 15 Just as essential to breed goat! . ‘ ifth on in them as to get weight and AS 1‘? IS gefiel‘finy We 05 31‘? hind: bloat} in them. The pure-bred mate. is gn1f3‘53» 3“! 3‘5“: f3?“ 931033? .5? WOW; :1 gaod ifzvegtme'ht to 11‘s: small farm- mmg 9' “‘3' we, “‘33.? 1t 15 finder, and If he mil ailow her to share necessary ‘7“ “the? Oceasmm‘ the \vm‘k of the phage we will do near- } Two other indispensable articles on )y as much wark as a gelding, mid a long (him are a wacden scraper forf raise a good can besifies. removing foam and a hoofipick for; A welbbred mare t0 a stallion of dislodging stones. I 13:01- one who is; the 22531: type Wm brigg a colt worth often on the road x: 13 also useful to? as much at w-eamngv‘ame as a grade ghave a few pificea of rope and some: colt Would bung at, maturity, some» brass wire, as with these in his posâ€"' times a 30$ more. No quick~temperecL itsmiwoiced man can exyect to have a quiet, abedient harm); and the undue haste of the quick~tempere6 driver to correct what. seems to him misbehavior, is one of the reasons why so many homes are dangerous to drive. Much of «his abuse, however, to which the horse is subjected, arises more from sheer ignorance and careier‘s‘sness than from wanton enmity. A horse shoukd not only be afiowed to walk slowly aiong steep and muddy partg, of the road. but also occasion: 21H)? on lave} ground; the change from one set 91' mascie‘a to amtber rests him. When your Mme begins to feet fatiguecl he will strike one of his beefs against the ankle opposgite, oftan bruising and cutting it. “By all means," she answered pleas’ antiy, “if you care to. I have a lime flat in Culpfilfi Stx‘eetho. 81. You must come and haw tea with me one afternoon. “Thank you," he said simply, with a sigh of immense reiief. He walked with her to the gate, £1253» 5a§#hil}i(chu in I} earnest: and'wshe hat} foumi ham for ftqmyninterastigg: of the finest Tea~producing country in the world. Sealeci Packets Only. Try it~it’s delicious. BLACK GREEN or MIXED. Requisites of a Good Home. Itis flood fir c'liti‘le girls we * m Everybody“â€" young and old wloves the riéh, delicious flavor of “The Canada. Starch Co. Limited. Montreal Do not, at any part of a long trip yield in thg temptation of racing with passing vehicles, for the quickening of Remember ahvayg that year mood eqmmunimter; itsflf to your horse. Be gentie, cheerful anti patient in your manner toward him and anew him to derive as much comfort as possible from the drives, as you yoursaflf 9:9 pect. a horse’s steady road pacé to a raking gait heats Mm unnecessarily, and if done frequently is; very fatiguing. Nowadays farmers are beginning to awaken to the. fact that it takes strong horses to do good Work on tbs farm» The fact that almost any horse can be made to do something at farm work is no valid excuse for men who profess to have their own interests at heart to persist in breeding horses that nobody wants, not even themâ€" seives. There is pieasure and inspiration in the business. of breeding and handling high ciass horsess. In the fiekis a big team makes has“ by the width of the furrow or swath they cut. A. w-elbbred mare to a stallion of the 3263i: type will bring a colt worth as mach at weaningwtime as a grade colt wank} bring at maturity, somev times a 30: more. they talked abcut rhm‘iodendz‘ons. Then he watched her till she becama a speak in the dusty roadwshe had reâ€" fuses} a carriage, and he had tact enough mat to press any hespitaiity “9033..her:= _ 5 inflis 1321-28 gm!” he murmurefi‘ “Monty's Iitfie girl.” (To be continueé) 874