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Two men were walking about. “That spot mizst be ‘hoo-doo'd,”’ he thought, and entered the house. - It was to Jack. Jackson." Mr. AITo and wake: the fields house. “S anything?" “I hnrdfi to the town {so to a far It was nearly one o'clock when Dudley began to slow down. “We are just about to the place where Jack deserted me, while I x" ' Inch for gas,” he said. and shortly after, brought the car to a stop. “Do not be surprised if we do not return to~night\” he said, as he waited for Dudley. “If I learn anything, I will telegraph. There is Dud," as a horn sounded three timcn. "Dde and I are going to see if we can find some trace of Jack," he told his wife. “Oh! John, I am so glad," she said “Rgglly, I have been terribly worried.’ “Certainly I will,” returned Dudley. “It will be a good chance to try out my new roadster. I’ll stop at your house in half an hour.” Mr. Allen hurried home. “I surely do, Mr. Allen,” answered Dudley. “It wasâ€"” “Look here, Dud,” be interrupted. “You busy to-day 'I" Dudley shook his head and Mr. Allen continued: “Will you take me out there? Perhaps we can find some trace of him,” “Under one condition. That you clean up the car a bit," she replied, but would not meet his eyes. With an undefinable feeling, Jack went to do her bidding. "I say, Dud, do you rememBr where you lost Jack?” That Saturday morning, Big John Allen felt that he could stand it no longer. He was really worried about Jack, so he went to see Dudley Martin. I “Gladly,” she answered. “My, won’t' it seem good to have mother home?” Her father agreed that it Would. “I will have Jackson clean the car, 1’ think," she added, but no Jackson answered her call. However, the sound‘ ‘of the dinner-horn brought him. 1 “Who is going to fix up what, with me?” the girl asked, as she entered the room. “May I accompany you to town?’ Jack iqquired, his {eyes full upon her Mr. Carleton received a letter from his wife. “Your mother is coming on ’the 5.35 to-night, Maida. You will meet her?” Mr. Carleton laughed, but the refer- ence to his permission, raised Jack considerably in his estimation. “Fix it up with Maida. I have no objecâ€" tions." When the meal was ove:, Mr. CarIeâ€"‘V ton laid $11 by Jack’s plate. “I 31â€". ways pay my help on Saturday," he,I said, with a 1.umorous look in his eyes.‘ “Thank you, sir,” answered Jacki “and. Mr. Carleton, if it isn’t objec-i tionable to Miss Carleton, have I your permission to ride into town? I wish to make a few purchases," he added, fingering his moneyâ€"the first he had ever earned. “I peeked into the pantry cupboards this morning and I thought they looked rather bare," said Mr. Carleton. “You had better start early enough to visit the food shop, and lay in a new supply.” “Réally, I do not remember. I have been cleaning the barn." Mr. Carleton glanced from one to the other. and noticed that the young people never looked at each other. “Where were you when I called, Jackson?” she asked, us they were sitting down at the table. Maida’s windows were finished, and it was mail time. Jack was nowhere to be seen. rdiy think 50. Better go back nvn. Jack would not bother to {:1 rm'house.” a 5 just then that Maida called “It is time to get ready, at jacks Ad’vcnturcs :0: c about. l 112* PART III they of the machine could tell us BY LURA E. BENNETT. 1H across farm- 7n Big John laughed and gave Jack a ;resounding blow on the shoulder. “My ,son. Introduced this young lady as . his future wife.” He shook with Iaugh- ‘ lter. “I accept you, my dear.” ' Maida had recovered and answered with some spirit: “I haven't accepted lhim yet.” I “Mercy on us!" exclaimed Mrs. Car- , leton, wondering how the young people ihad become acquainted while she was gone. “Where are you stopping; John?" she asked familiarly, for she! had known him intimately when they! I Were rwoung. “Bless my soul!” he exclaimed, as though~just recalling something that had slipped his memory. "I must Wire my wife that the boy has been located. He gave us quite a fright. And Mary,” he was answering her question, “I would be glad to stop over Sunday with you, if I may. I should like to see ‘Lucky’ again, too. Moreover, I think this young couple should be given a chance to explain their ac; quaintanceffland his eyes twinkled as he looked from Jack to Maida. “My uncle left me his farm near here, so Luckman and I moved on," she replied. Then she turned to Jack. “A1131 this young man?” “How came you here?” Big John".s voice was cordial as he shook hands with Mrs. Carleton. Mrs. Carleton looked sharnly at Mr. Allen. "I really belie"e this is Big John Allen!" she exclaimrd. His face undov‘wmt seyeml changes. “Jiminy crickets! and you areâ€"used to braâ€"Mary Wood. You married ‘Lucky’ Carleton!" “Well, young man!” Big John loom ed. “What sort of play is this?” Be fore Jack could answer, Maida return ed in company with her moih'wz Maida and Jack What did it mean? Slowly John Allen extended his hand, “Glad to meet you,” he said, gruffly. The incoming train claimed Maida’s attention, and she left them unceremoniously. John looked from his son to the girl. Jack was the first to recover. “Hello, dad!" he said, and taking Maida’s arm, led her across the room. “May I pre- sent my father, Mr. Allen, to Miss Carleton, my future wife?" Big John gasped; Maida g and her face turnng a rosy hue. While they were waiting Maida ask- ed: “Is your name really Jackson?" Jack nodded. “Mr. Jackson ?” she per- sisted. Again he nodded. The door behind them opened and an elderly man entered. He stared at the couple. Casually, Jack turned, and facedâ€"his father! Maida turned and stared from one to the other. Big John looked from his son to the girl. It lacked a few rrkl’inutes to train time when Jack and Maida left the theatre and reached the station. “No use, DudI” Big john steted when he returned. “I’ve nothing to do now, but send a wire home, then we can plan something else.” Big John Allen had dexteroualy questioned many difi’erent people in that town, in regard to his son, but no one knew. “I shall ask in this store. and if I can learn nothing here, I will telegraph his mother,” he told Dudley, who was patiently waiting for him. “What shall we do to pass the time until your mother comes?" Jack asked. “Could we go to a movie?” “Yes, if ire cared to," she answered, so “we” headed for the theatre. Secretly, Maida felt proud of the tall, muscular, nice looking, well- dressed young man beside her. And, just as secretly, Jack felt proud of the daintin clad, attractive, brown-eyed girl with whom he was riding. Town was reached, the purchases were made and stacked in the car. “Oh! they must have belonged to a millionaire,” then her attention was centred on the road ahead. “Well-er-I-you see, they were given to me." he stammered. as they climbed into ‘Liz.’ "I am afraid I-V-should have been ashamed of you, had something not been done to them,” she answered, as she pulled the self-starter. “Really, you left your clothes in a regular heap; and by the way, you wear very expensive clothes for a ‘hired man.’ " “I must owe you more than thanks for the wonderful condition in which I found my wearing apparel,” he said, as they climbed into ‘Liz.’ There was a wonderful dam in the toe of one of his silk socks. He went downstairs feeling abso- lutely satisfied with his appearance. Maida was waiting foi- him, looking very trim and dainty in her white dress. 's shoulders we ‘arle’wn’s lips w ack exchanged glances Ma to . aft ' sending a Jsed him to ‘It must be ere twitch re gasped, Jack watched her as she came, his heart beating madly. As Maida enter- ed the stable door, he took her arm. Maida followed him. Her thoughts and feelings were in a turmoil. “His future wife," ahe whispered, and blushed at the thought. “All in good time, dad,” returned Jack. “Now, those cows must be milk- ed,” and he left the room. “Hired man!” echoed Big Jehn, beâ€" tween roars of laughter. “But see here, Jack, I would like to know how you became ‘Lucky’ CarleLon’s hired man.” “Yes,” Maida interrupted entering the room dressed for her home work. “Yes, Jackson is really a wonderful ‘hired man.’ ” Big John watched his son with great amusement, a1.d when Jack came downstairs in overalls, blue work shirt and heavy shoes, he hawâ€"hawed loudly. “Laugh, dad," grinned Jack. “I don’t care. I am a 'regulal’ farmer. I can milk, plow, andâ€"â€"” The Carletons’ “le" whsv pretty well packed, but they climbed in, and were soon home. H EALTH 5 DA 9 More than Soapâ€"aHealth Habit Dudley nodded, find after a few words with Mrs. Carleton and Maida, eni'fited his fear and drove away. “That ls all right, Mr. Allen,” re- turned Dudley, his eyes on Jack and Maida. “Shall I return for Mrs. Al- len and Grace?" “Not just yet, Dud. Perhaps that may happen later,” returned Mr. A1- Ien, with a grin in Jack’s direction. “I’ll see you Monday?” “It is a shabby trick, Dud, to get you away off here and dismiss you, but I am staying the week end with some old friends, Mrs. Carleton and her family," said Mr. Allen. . “Hello. Dud,” said Jack, a broad grin on his face. "Is your gun loaded? But I say, Dud, I hope you will let me live a little longerâ€"until a very im- portant matter is settled.” Then he proceeded to introduce the now sur- prised Dudley to Mrs. Carlgton and her daughter. ing as they followed the young couple outside. Jack did not notice the spick and span new roadster that waited by the curb. Neither did he see the occu- pant who stiaightened up and leaned forward as the party drew near. “You base deserterl" exclaimd Dudley Mar- tin, as his feet touched the curb, al- most at Jack’s side. A fresh, youthfug skin is admired by everyone 23-4-11, LEVER BROTHERS LIMITED TORONTO Its rich, copious lather releases a wonderful antiseptic'ingre- dlent which is carried down into every pore, eliminating all impurities and leaving the skin thoroughly clean and safe. 0U must frequently purify your skin, antisep- tically, to make and keep it healthy, to bring to it a glowing beauty. 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M Inlrd’s LlnlmenthealsiCuts. “Maids,” he entreated,’ softly, drawing her all the time nearer. “Maida,” he repeated, holding her close. “You are going to accept me, are you not?" “Yes, I think I will, now.” (The End.) Quite Unsuited for Discipline. POSSESSION