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Copyright by the M CHAPTER TWELVEâ€"(Cont'd.) Landing at the North Station, Shorty immediately proceeded to a jeweller's, where he bought a mag- nificent diamond solitaire ring. As he gazed at the glittering bauble, he remarked to the smiling clerk who waited upon him, “Ye think that’ll be a good one, eh? Good for an engage- ment ring, eh? I don’t know nawthin’ ’bout then} gadgets an’ I’ll hev t’ take your word for it.” The clerk laughed. “Captain,” he said, “that is a mighty fine stone, and any girl, no matter who she is, would go crazy over a. ring like that. Be- sides, in buying a diamond, you can always get value for it if the girl shqgld go bagkpn you.” v LLAL n Shorty smiled. “No fear 0’ that," he said confidently; and counting out the money, he put the ring into his pocket, while the salesman, who was a philosopher in his own way, won- dered what there would be in the jewelry business Without the tender passion and the vanity of women. With a light steps and a heart flut- tering with expectant joy, Frank walked into the hospital and found himself in the same severe waiting- room. It was a Friday eveningâ€" Carrie’s 01f nightâ€"and Frank pictur- ed her sur rise at his unexpected visit. “"I‘i-s nigi eight weeks sence I saw her last an’ I’m ’m-ost cmzy t’ see th’ rosy cheeks an’ blue e es of her once more. An’ this ringl ait ’til I spring that on her. Wonder how she’ll take it?” he communed with pleasant thoughts unfil the door opened and the matron, Mrs. Kenealy, egteljed. M “Why, how do you do, Captain?” she greeted him. “It’s such a long time since you’ve been here." Frank acknowledged the salutation with a confused murmur. He had ex- pected Carrie and not the gamrulous old matron. 7 Wesvtthaver’s heart fell. “Oh?” he mama ed to ejaculate. “Hez she gone L’ vis-lt friends? I cal’late she didn't exgect me?" “MViisVsWfiéxt/er?” he iasked. “Is she around?" 77315167,” answered the other with some little hesitation. “She’s out toâ€"night.” The matron flopped down in a chair before replying. “Well,” she said slow- ly, “I don’t know whether she went to visit friends or not, but a cousin of hers called, and she's gone some- where with him." “Him?” exclaimed Frank. “A cou- s-in? From Lynn, was he?" "Nâ€"no,” emu-ed the lady doubt- fully. “He is a seafaring man " “What was his name?" “Morris, I thinkâ€"" Frank almost jumped in his seat. “Morris?” he growled in surprise. “A cousin? She ain't got no Mai-rises relations 0’ hens.” Then a thought struck him. “ 'Twarn't Morrissey, was it? Surely not!”_ Bahama firm flit: Btmthg Enmpang RHEUMATIC SUFFERERS BE FREE FROM PAlN One bottle [or One Dollar. Six bottlesI for Five Dollars, at your Drugglst or mailed direct. The 78 Wat Adolalde at. Toronto Canada No claim made which has not been proven. Thousands of grateful testimonials. Has given prompt Relief for over 25 years to Suflerers of Rheumatism. Sciatica. Neural- sta. Neurms. Lumbago and Gout. In Use for 25 Years. sat‘mn' smiled. “That's the BLUE WATER Enhsnn Rtmthu BY FREDERICK‘WILLIAM WALLACE “J16; fear 0’ that," - and counting 913t A TALE OF THE DEE SEA F ISHERMEN the Musson Book Company 9n nameâ€" Morris‘sey â€"-Capbain Morris- sey! She introduced him to me as her cousin ” ..< “That’s a lie!” quietly returned the young fisherman. “He‘s absolutely no relation. An' how often hez Captain Morl'rissey bin callin’ ?” The matron felt that she had hit upon something which was likely to prove interesting, and being a woman with a very enquiring turn of mind and with a penchant for anything ap- proaching scandal. she made no bones about answering the perplexed \Vestâ€" haver’s questions. It would, at least, be something to g'ossip over in the dormitories. “Well, now,” she replied, “I don’t rightly know. He's been in Boston for a long timeâ€"his ship is being over- hauledâ€"and I’ve seen him here twice or three times. Once he came on one of her on-duty nights, and they sat in here for quite a while. She's been getting flowers and presents from him, I know. 'She’s an awfully pretty girl, y’know, and she’s got lots of admirers. Some of the students who come here are ’most crazy over her, and she’s an awful little flirt”â€"â€"Frank grunted, while the matron continued â€"“‘and she has a host of admirers among the patients who have been here.” Shorty listened in a daze and fing- ered the brim of his hat nervously. “Gone out with Bob Morrissey, had she? A great hulking slob with no- thing to recommend him but his bounce and fancy airs!” He gripped the hat in his fingers and almost Wrenched the brim off with the emo- tion of the thought. The matron watched him, and there waS'something of sympathy in her voice when she asked him a little hesitantly, “Are you engaged to Miss Dexter, Captain? Excuse me for ask- ing such a question, but I’m a kind of mother to all the girls here, and I generally keep tab on them as a mother should.” The young skipper’s eyes fell and he blushed. “WaaIâ€"I ain’t quite preâ€" pared ‘0’ say, though I cal’late some ’ud say I was. Ye see. we’ve known each other sence we were kids mfâ€" yes. we kinder hev an understandin’.” a The old lady n-odud‘ed. “Well, Captain, I’ll tell her you called. Will you be in Boston Vlong?’f7 "7“I'lrl be bent; all day to-morrow. I was plannin’ 13’ leave for Portland th’ nex’ morni-n . Mrs. Kenealy ro-se as a bell rang. “I’ll tell you what to do. Ring her up bo-morrow morning, and if you want to go out with her to-morrow night, I’ll let her off to go with you. You’ll have to excuse meâ€"that’s my bell. Goodéxllg'ht, Captain.” Outside the hospital gates Shorty crammed his hat on his head savagely. “Bob Morrissey, eh? Awful little flirt â€"â€":lots 0' presents an’ flowersâ€" humph!" And striding to his hotel, he went to his room and threw him- self fullry dressed upon the bed to commune with his thoughts. After deliberating over things, his fit of resentment passed, and he began to look at things in a more favorable light. “I'm jealous that’s what I am,” he murmured. “Why shouldn’t she hev a good time? I wouldn’t want her 12’ tie herself up from havin' any fun ’cause 0' me. She’s only a girl an’ irlvs like t’ hev a good time, while ’m only an 01' fish trawler what takes no pleasure out 0‘ life but chewlng th’ mg with a gang 0’ roughnecks What swear a lot an’ spin nasty yarns. Yes, I’m no judge 0’ women, that’s evidentâ€"but what gits me, is why she sh'd call that slob Morriss-ey her cousin? Oarl’late she's ti'yin' t’ bluff them at th‘ hospital. However. I’ll sleep on it,,an’ ring her up fust thing in th’ mornin’." And, like the hearty, clear-minded young blood that he was. Finnk slept llke a log. now!" “Well, when‘ “Don’t know portant case.' ponant case; y'know." “I’ll ring up again." Shorty hung the receiver up with a perplexed face “Didn't know them probationers he! thm’ t’ do with muttered, "onles; washin’ folks be may she be through mDC ubbin' floors 3d important an cases. However turn an’ ring up Three times 11‘ the ‘phone, and ix tor was engaged. Can I see you m-night and Where? reply care Lomax Hotel.â€"â€"Frank.” “An’ I’ll prepay a reply 1;” make sure,” he said to the operator as he handed the form over. All afternoon he remained in the rotunda of the hotel smoking and keeping a vigilant eye upon the 'desk and the messenger boys who scurried around. There were bell boys with telegrams, who called various names, ‘but no falsetto shout of “Westhaverl”. greeted his ears, and the desk clerk looked hard at the stocky, sun-bronzed young man who came to him every half-hour with the question, “Any wire for Westhaverâ€"Cap’en West- haver?” When five o’clock came and no answer, Fnank strode down to the tele- graph office and saw the operator. “Say!” he said anxiously, “ye re- member that prepaid wire I sent this afternoon? Kin ye tell ef it was de- livered? Will ye find out?"‘ ‘eg'an The girl rang up the sulmrbnn office and Frank loafe'd around impatiently awaiting her reply. “Yes,” she said. “It was delivered at four-fifteen and the messenger’s slip is signed ‘0. Dexter.’ He said that the reply was not given pofihim." “Thank ye kindly,” answered Frank, and he went out into the street like a dazed man. “What’l-l I do now?” he pondered. And he stood on the pavement while the hurrying crouds jostlved him as they passed. “Humphl” He squared his shoulders and strode back the hotel. “Anythin’ for me yet?” he ask-ed the clerk. “Nothing, C‘ap’en!” Frank turned away, and there was a determian gleam in his grey-lblue eyes and an ominous set to lips and jaw. “Up to the hospital I’ll go this nighttan‘y _know th’ reason of all this.” With his determination strong in mind, he strode up to the porter’s of- fice. “Kin I see Nurse Dexterâ€" Proâ€" bationer Dexterfl” “Humph!” Frank leaned through the wicket. “Say!” he said quietly, and fixing the man with his eyes, “is it usual for probationers to be kept on duty like this. Ain‘t it possible to see them?" wfi'firéâ€"Vimfiiflrotrmed official glanced up quickly at Westhaver’s set face gazv ing at him through the glqss gartition. ‘Pretending toâ€"glanceiat a replied, “Erâ€"Miss Dexter’s t'ni-ght. She’sron duty ” w 7%?1512 N dbn’tr maker ” returned Frank harshly. “Kain’t i see her in th’ waitin’-room for a minute-1” The man was perplexed. He was evi‘dvently'making a “bluff” and West- haver knew itâ€"s‘ens-ed it instantly Frith the acute perception of a jealous over. “Get her on yer phone!” commanded Frank, with something of the Bank- ing skipper ring in his voice, and the man obeyed. The porter shook his head. “The laws of a hospital ave very strict." he said assertively. “Nurses Can’t do as they like, and if you want to see Miss Dexter, you‘ll have to come around on her offâ€"nighwâ€"" telegraph egram. But th’ matron, Mrs. Kenealy, told me that I c’d see her t’night ef I wanted to. She said she’d arrange t’ let her off. Get her down here am’ I’ll talk to her. Go ahead, now!" (To be continued.) The Paradise of Long Life. That which Ponce de Leon vainly sought seems to exist at Horchies, in Hainaut, four miles from Mons, in the midst of the coal and. metallurgic re- gion of Belgium. It is a village of 3,000 inhabitants, where almost every- body reaches the age of the patriarchs. They have just been celebrating. one after another, two diamond weddings (sixty. sometimes sexenty-five, years of married life), flve golden weddings (fifty years of married life), and the mist birthday anniversary of a man, Francois Colin. But even this cen- tenarian does not constitute a phe- nomenon in this privileged community, for there was born, in the last year of the eighteenth century, a woman who saw the end of the nineteenth century and died only at the end or the first lustrum of the twentieth century . It is noteworthy that the Methuse- labs of Horchiee are all former workâ€" ingmen and workingwomen, who knew neiher the benefits of the eight-hour day nor those of the antidiquor laws. Will Horchies, under the new regime of the least effort and of the uttermost abstinence. remain the paradise of long life? Some doubt it. In some fifteen or twenty lustrums we shall atly disturbéd :r a moment’s elezraph offic “Very an su $1)th 161‘, I'll take a round 1p again later.” he got the hospital on 1 in each case Miss Dex- ed. The last time Frank «pea-ct something which Jed his equ‘anamity, and nt’s thought he went to )ffice and wrote out a e Dexter, â€" Hospital, Boston chineâ€"gun was invented book, he engaged Feeling hungry in a train, he beck- oned a paperâ€"boy at a. station, gave him Sixpence, and asked him to- fetch a Bath bun, adding that he might have one for himself. Dean Inge, the gloomy dean of St Paul’s, is said to have met with an ad venture lately that made him laugh. 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