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you want to remember that I wasn’t askin’ about what she knew with any idea of makin' it public or tellin’ the police. I meant to keep it under my own hat to help run down a cold blooded murderer." “You can’t want to run him down any more than We doâ€"and in that ‘we’ I include Jack and Miss Harriâ€" man as wall as myself.” the older man answered gravely. “But I’m sure you’re entirely wrong. Miss Han-iman knows nothing about it. If she had the would have confided in us." “Perhaps she has confided in J ack.” any ‘We’ man answe pbâ€"(S ' The cattlemzm stood convicted at the bar of his own judgment. His cousins had been magnanimous to Esther and Rose, more so than he had been to Miss Harriman. Yet, even while he confessed fault, he felt un- easily that there was a justification he could not quite lay hold of and put into words. “Grant for the sake of argument that she was in Uncle’s room that night. Your friend Miss Rose McLean was there, tomâ€"by her own confes- sion. When she came to Jack and me with her story, we respected it. We did not insist on knowing why she was there; and it was of her own free will she ‘told us. Yet you go to our friend and distress her by implications that must shock and wound her. Was that generous? _Was it even fair?” “‘That’s absurd. Your imagination is; 1700 active, Kirby.” | “Can’t agree with you.” Lane met him eye toieye. A A warm, friendly smile lit the" brown face of the rough rider. He wanted to remain on good terms with James if he could. “I don’t know it in a legal sense. Morally, l'm con-i vinced of it.” i “Even though they deny it.” I “Practically they admitted rather than denied." “Do you think it was quite straight,, Kirby, to go to Miss Harriman withl such a trumped-up charge? I don't{ I confess I’m surprised at you.” In voice and expression James showed] his disappointment _ A l “It isn’t a trumped-up charge. I wanted to know the truth from her." “Why didn’t. you go to Jack, then?" “I didn’t know at that time Jack was the man with her.” “You don’t know it now. You don’t know she was there. In point of fact the idea is ridiculous. You surely don’t think for a moment that she had any- thing to do with Uncle James’s death." “No; not in the sense that she help- ed bring it about. But she knows somethin' she’s hidin’." He walked across to the Equitable? Building and dropped in on his cousin James. Cunningham rose to meet him‘ a bit stiffiy. The cattleman knew that; Jack had already been in to see himi or had go; him on the wire. I CHAPTER XXIII.â€"(Cont’d.) The eyes of the men fastened. Lane knew he was being given a hint that Foster did not. want to put more directly. Kirby” brushed through any em- barrassment there might be and told frankly why he had come. “I’ve had a sort of row with Jack. Under the circumstances I don't feel that I ought to let you stay'on my bond. It might create ill-feelin’ be- tween you an’ him. So I’m arrangin’ to have some Wyoming friends put up whatever’s required. You’ll under- stand I haven’t any bad feeling against you, or against him for that matter. You’ve been bully all through this thing, an' I’m certainly in your debt.” matter. You’ve been bully all through this thing, an’ I’m certainly in your debt.” “What’s the trouble between you about?” asked James. “I’ve found out that he an’ Miss Harriman were in rooms the night he was killed. I want them to come through an’ tejl what: they know.” “How did you find that out?” The eyes of the oil broker were hard as jade. those of his cousin. “1 can’t tell you that exactly. two 2111' two together.” “You mean you guess they were there. You don’t know it.” Put Uncle James's v They looked straight into‘ ‘REV. NICODEMUS RANKIN FORGETS AND REMEMBERS. By appointment Kirby met Rose at [Graham & Osborne’s for luncheon| 'She was waiting in the tower room for him. “Where’s Esther?” he asked. 1 Rose mustered a faint smile. “She's eating lunch with a handsomer man.” “You can't throw a stone up Six- lteenth Street without hittin’ one,” he .answered gaily. They followed the head waitress to .a small table for two by a window. Rose walked with the buoyant rhythm ;of perfect health. Her friend noticed, :as he had often done before, that she km: Hm arr-3AA n4! MMmMM... ...L:,.\.. l “What are the interestin’ points of the town?” asked the Twin Buttes man. . Lane was not entirer satisfied with what he had been told, but he knew Foster had said all he meant to say. One thing stuck in his mind as the gist of the hint. The attorney was ad‘ vising him to go to the court-house and check up the marriage licenses. _ “Well, sir, there are several. Of course, there‘s the School of Mines, and the mountains right back of the town. Gold was discovered there somewhere about fifty-seven, I think. Used to be the capital of the territory before Denver found her feet.” “I’m rather busy.” “Wouldn’t take you long to run over on the interurban.” The lawyer began to gather toward him the papers upon which he had been working when the client was shown in. He added casual- ly: “I found it quite amusing to look over the marriage licenses for the last month or two. Found the names there of some of our prominent citizens. Well, I’ll call you up as soon as I know about the bond." Tangled Trans sorry you feel Perhaps I was w: Lnt to remember tha about what she knev makin' it public or I meant to keep it that way. wrong. But hat I wasn’t 16‘” with any or téllin’ the (Copyright. Thomas Allen.) â€"BY WILLIAM MACLEOD RAINB I As an instance of the lack of know- !ledge that prevails in some quarters :regarding even the best-known of our lDominions. the Prince stated recently hhat he had received a letter from a 3 girl of fourteen who. in congratulating ghim on his safe return to this country, ‘stated that she was anxious to know iwhat the natives of Canada look like! In the opinion of the Prince of IWakes, who is as weil'qualified as any- :one to speak on the subject, there is i'nothing like travel for educating and broadening the mind, says an English writer. i He returned to the subject of the bond. It seemed to him best, he said, Ein view of Jack’s feeling, to get other !bondsmen. He hoped James would not interpret this to mean that he felt IeSS friendly toward him. 318W docto It you meet anyone afflicted with a swollen head. advise him to go to some public meeting and ask himself these questions: ‘How many present know me? How many have ever heard of me or my work? It I got killed right now, how many of the crowd would miss me? My work is important to me. I wonder if it is so important that all these people would be thrown out of their stride It I were to drop?" His lordship says that this remedy has never failed. He knows. He‘s tried it himself! " "'"“"‘ "'"““°‘ I The Ancients attribute to Archi- The Crown Princess Of Sweden is a medgs more than mechanical in- most charming and unassuming lady, ! ventions. and the Crown Prince may consider“i himself truly fortunate in having se-T cured her for his bride. I have just KIIIDQEQ I Not long ago Lord Leverhulme gave his secret remedy for “swelled head." Here it 15’.â€" They followed the head waitress to a small table for two by a window. Rose walked with the buoyant rhythm of perfect health. Her friend noticed, as he had often done before, that she had the grace of movement which is a corollary to muscles under perfect response. Seated across the table from her, he marveled once more at the miracle of her soft skin and the peach bloom of her complexion. Many times “YBu can’t throw a stone up Six- teenth Street without hittin’ one," he angyvered gailyt “Yes. Some one gave me a tip. I don’t know what there’s in it, but I thought I’d have a-iook at the mar- riage- license registry.” Cunningham :flashcd a startled glance at him that asked a peremptory question. “Probably waste of time. I’ve been in the oil business too long to pay any attention to tips.” “Expect you’re right, but I’ll trot out there, anyhow. Never can tell.” “What do you expect to find among the marriage licenses?” I “Haven’t the slightest idea. I’ll tell you to-morrow what I do find.” James made one dry, ironic comâ€" ment. “I rather think you have too much imagination for sleuthing. You let your wild fancies gaUOp away with you. If I were you I’d ‘go back to brggcg busting.” “Don’t you think that obsession of yours is ratherâ€"well, unlikely, to put it mildly? Analyze it and you'll find you haven’t a single substantial fact to base it on." This was true. Yet Kirby’s opinion was not changed. He still believed that Jack and Miss Harriman had been in his uncle’s rooms just before Wild Rose had been there. _Kirby laugfied. “Dare say you’re rlght. I’ll take your advice after we get the man we’re after." His cOUSln bowed ra'ther formally. “Just as you please. Would you like the matter arranged this afternoon?” “Did you sag} den?” Lane looked at his watch. “I haven’t heard from my new bondsmen yet. Besides, I want to go to Golden. Would to-morrow morning suit you?” “I dare say,” James stifled a yawn. “Did you say you were going to G01- The Prince's Correspondent. usily engage A Milllonalre's Secret. A Modest Princess for his bride. I have just ttle story which accentuates CHAPTER XXIV. there Sturies Abaut W ell-Known Peeple JD bis mg the Stories about laughable mistakes made in court by witnasses are com- man enough, but few are so funny as that told by Mr. Justice Rigby Swift, an English judge, recently. It concerned a. dullwitted country yokel who had been subpoenaed to give evidence in regard to a motor smash up. Next day all was ready for the start; Macalister was garbed and accoutred { for the hunt. The genial count slapped him on the back, exclalming with ihearty good will: “Zy foot ees on zy fnative ’earth; zy name’s MacTa- [ veesh!” ’ ‘ “Ma name’s no MacTavlsh!" reiter- ated the stalker angrily, for he was i fast losing patience. she had known the sting of sleet and the splash of sun on her face. Yet incredibly her cheeks did not tan nor lose their fineness. ' “You haven’t told me who this hand- somer man is,” Kirby suggested. “Cole Sanbom.” She flushed, but "When two things come unexpected- ly together, that is a collision," ex- plained counsel, and on seeing a sud- den gleam of Intelligence shoot across the man’s face remarked: "Twins." was the prompt reply, given obviously in all good faithâ€"and pandemonium broke loose. The point in dispute was whether or not it was a collision, but the word collision was too much for the witness, who was obviously puzzled by it. looked .straight at him. “Have you told himâ€"about Esther?” “Tell the court what a. collision is, so we may all be sure that you under- stand." “No. But from somethin’ he said I thiqk he guesses." Her eyes softened. “He's awf’ly good to Esther. I can see he likes her and she likes him. Why couldn’t she have met him first? She’s so lovable.” Tears brimmed her eyes. “That’s been her ruin. She was ready to believe any man who said he cared for her. Even when she was a little bit of a trick when people liked her, she was grateful to them for it and kinda snuggled. up to them. I never saw a more cuddly baby." And she spoke truly, since It was the then Lady Louise Mountbatten herself. “Have you found out anything more yet aboutâ€"the man?” he asked, his voice low and gentle. ‘ “No. It’s queer how stubborn she can be for all her softness. But she almost told me last night. I’ll find out in a day or two now. Of course it was your uncle. The note I found was really an admission of guilt. Your cousins feel that some settlement ought to be made on Esther out of the estate. I’ve been trying to decide what would be fair. Will you think it over and let me know what seems right to yoE?Ӵ here. It is true? What kind of a wo- man ‘ls she?” “Oh, just an ordinary' woman like myself, sir," replied the polisher. No one is prouder of his name and lineage than a Highland Scot. He is sensitive on the point of family above all others. In an amusing book of sporting reminiscence Maj. Harding Cox tells how one Highland man re- venged himself on a jocose foreigner who had made light of \his family pride. In the evening when the count re- turned to the castle he was worn out and “fed up" with life in general and deerstalking in particularâ€"not a stag hag he seen all day. His loniship could not understand it. “Ah, zat vas all right, Mac. I call you MacTaveesh because eet zounds soâ€"soâ€"vat you zay?â€"so Scottie!” A certain French count, it seems, was a guest of a Scottish laird. After dinner the noble host called in Ronald Macalister, his very superior stalker. and said to him: “It is my internal luck, Ronald. that I should sprain my ankle just a§ the count here arrives; but you must take him out over the best ground and see that he has a fair chance.” “00, aye!” ‘ “Ah, my friend," said the count, “it Is zure I am zvat ze good McTaveeshâ€"” “Ma name's no MacTavish, ye ken!” the deestalker interrupted him. “Ma Name’s No MacTavish! The Toronto Hospual for Incur- lbles. In uffinatlon with Bellevue and Allied Hospitals. New York City offers a. three years' Course of Train- ln to young women. having the re- qu red educauon. and desirous of be- coming nurses. This Hospital has adop‘ed the eight-hour system. The pupils receive uniforms of the School. a monthly aflowance and travelllng expenses to and from New York. For further information appIy to flu Qunorintehdnnt lbles. 1n um Allied Hosp otters a. lhre “'18 10 Young Minard’s Llniment for Dandruff Day after day the same thing occur- Then Pandemonium Relgned. NURSES (To be continued.) p9 reydmi'ljtfllégtpthgc’ount Was" “re: duced to a shadow"; the soles of his boots were worn as thin as blotting paper, and his feet were grievously chapped and blistered. 'He gave in at last and departed for the south. The lalrd called Macallster la and interrogated hlm sternly: “What In heaven‘s name has come to the forest since I have been laid up, Ronald? Are there no beasts left in it?” “Oo, aye, yere lordship. Forby there’s mony an’ many a. bonnie beastie i’ the corries.” "How is it then that you have not even shown my esteemed friend the count a stag?" Genesis 6f Shears. 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