its had looked for them
y'hntinvainJeneethesono
n he talus tonnes himself to sub-
a’nbther. Wy bis brow
W and a good natured smile lit
his face.
Ha. the country's saved" he es-
W. " l’il write an end to the
hand thing myself."
:lifllllillll aside thé clutterinl Mrs
he placed what there was of the “has
god things” before him.
He low to himself as his ever
the ready mass of the ridiculous
.1 insight the humor of the situation.
Evidently the personsgcn in the sto-
g.Km approaching a crisis. The
who seemed to be most im-
portant were a tall. dark man and a
slider. light one; a beautiful young
lady and a peculiar personage named
0 King. who scented to he treat-
to all with exceeding familiarity.
, ugh pondered over the situation
and vainly endeavored to find the na-
tural ending of it all.
read the first part. and consoled him-
sell. by hoping that very few others
had. it occurred to him to read it
now. but as luck would have it a copy
of the last issue was not at hand. and
be any help if he bmhbh hmhmmbhnv
he did, not take the trouble to look
one up. thinking gloomiiy that quite
likely it wouldn't be any help if he had
it; and then, too. he thought longing~
iyot the club grounds.
Things went swimmingly now. Each
character made several high sounding
remarks and went off the stage. The
beautiful young lady had a pathetic
interview with the light young man.
in which they resolved to part. The
tall. dark man. who 1 no doubt. tht
§lwnys dark.
tuned) and. of
4. villlan. as villians
" in stories. (so Hugh
course, no story was complete with-
out one. made some malicious remarks
about retribution and vengeance. and
bowed himself of! with all the smilec
and grace that accomplished villian:
are supposed to possess. 'l‘heu Noemi.
King sang a touching song. and ended
the whole thing with a general remark
on the vanity of life. and the story
closed. leaving the heroine in a swoon.
’l'he mltnuscript thus artistically
completed was handed in 'with the oth.
' or materials for the next issue of "It
pnpcr and then Hugh put his desk in
order. and much elated by his success
as an author. started for the clot
grounds.
The paper came out on time with ev-
ery department up to its usual stand-
ard of excellence. Hugh read his part
production with great delight. and wit;
congratulating himself on having so
successfully "gotten out of a hole." or
he expressed It. when the unexpected
happened in the peculiar way he has ol
doing it.
The unexpected In this case came in
i the shape of a young lady who walked
into the oillce. the day after the pope:
came out. and «kneaded of Mr. Elliot
to see the editor. '
. Hugh was not unaccustomed to tin
sight of young. ladies; neither was lit
accustomed to such a peculiar ming
ling of chills of apprehension nnf'
twirilis of admiration as he experienced
this particular young lady up
poured on the scene.
She was a sweat-looking girl, in s
{minty toilet of pink that suited lief
hmwn eyes and hair to perfection. But
these same brown eyes was on are
lions look that called Into existence
the chills of apprehension which he
was also forced to acknowledge.
"i regret to say the editor is out of
town." replied High. courteously and
most truthfully.
”indeed. and may i ask who Is tak-
ing his slits?"
Here the chills of apprehension roar
hub in the aacendani. en the "coming
event cast its shndows before."
"i have the honor." he answered.
wishing heartily that all the honor
there was in it belonged to anybody
, “firm it is you i have to thank for
so altering the story published. yester-
d”. that even its author can scarcely
> recognise it. kisy i ask if you consid-
s‘r your alteration an improvement?"
This was. then. as he had guessed.
the author oi the encoded story.
"l mini explain." he said. ”You see.
the last pages of the manuscript were
mining. ‘llnfortnnateiy i had not
reudthelntpartoftheatordenr
1 sorusiled" twill: monument: it was
not necessary to captain that). "and
aohudtognessattheendlng. ism
‘ ssrryabout it. but it could
He had not -
playadthroaghout I plug.
“Oh. did reel Well. its was a dead”.
unsorted itself. and he burst into a
sure i am heartily sorry for my part
in this thing." he said. with such an
honestly penltsnt sound in his voice
that she could but believe him.
if there is any reparation i can make.
believe me. it shall be done. Shall i
explain in the hell issue. or will not
you send the lost sheets if you have a
copy? Indeed. i would be only too
happy to serve you in any way."
“No." she unaltered stidy moving
toward the door. “i am sure you have
done quite enough. i will not give
You any further trouble anoint itiiaod
morning.
“But. indeed.” he said. anxiously. “it
would he a pleasure to do anything you
wish. ifyou will only command me."
She did not answer. and Hugh obese
ed the door for her. wretchediy con-
scious Of a feeling of utter incapacity
to cope with the situation.
He sat d a in the editorial chair
after she w s gone and meditated on
his sins. ,
"l was a regular brute," he said,
hereslflllillllhl up so violently that
the dignified editorial chair went spin.
nil! "all“ like a M.
But some .way he must min her for-
giveness. lie did not know her name.
nor. in fuel. anything about her. ex.
cent—wail. nothing. but he hoped he
would see her again. and then he
would find a way.
The day of the tennis tournament
came and came gloriously. liugh
Elliott passed hither and thlt crat var—
ious calls. in all the glory a white
duck suit; now weilding a racquet in«
stead of the editorial pen.
Just as the game was being called
and the places allotted he caught sight
of a dainty figure. in white this time.
which he recognised at once. it was
his divinity of the brown eyes.
She was chatting with some of his
friends. the Engels, and Tom Engic.
the rascal. was hovering around her
with all the assurance of gayety of
which he possessed such a generous
share.
"'I'om always was a lucky dog." said
Hugh angrily. while his wrath rose
hish against himself as he recalled the
venue in the once. Anyhow. here was
a chance to show that there was at
least one thing he mold do well. and
fie vowed he would make a brave fight
in this occasion. 'l‘om Bugle also took
his place on the field and the fight was
soon In earnest.
For two hours. with slight intermis-
sion. the battle raged. Hugh knew in
his heart that he was playing superbly.
ind felt. too, that the maiden in white
was not totally oblivious to his fine
strokes. I
When the closing game was called
Hugh found himself with Tom Eagle
is one of his opponents. The four
players were well matched and Hugh
knew that this last game would be no
trifling matter. To make it still more
interesting he observed that the little
party with which Tom had been. in.
cloning the brownoeyed girl. had so
crouched their court to watch the
some and the result.
1 When the prison were awarded Hugh
Elliott received the that gentlemen’s
prise. a gold scarf pin is the shape of a
boil and recount. tied with the club
colors.
'i‘oin Eagle was the first to congratu~
inte Hugh on his victory. which he did
without the slightest. apeavnnce of dis-
-outent. -
"And now‘come and meet my cone»
in." he said. "Nice girl. Going to be
here for the rent of the summer. Have
been looking for you two or three days
to,hsve you come around."
And Tom was leading him away.
with the hush of victory still antmso
in his fsea‘whea suddenly. without
any premonition. again liaise horrid
chills of apprehension overtook him.
of admiration.
For entering the club grounds and
heading straight for them. was tfr.
who. having just returned. was anat-
Introduced also.
'MW
tamarind“ M? hula as living—await. rather
"Great Game,” exclaimed link.
and that irrepressible sense of humor
"A”.
but this unaccompanied by any thrills
Page. the editor-in-ehisf of the paper
mloaonaaltwltk ileghastohissac-
ms. and rightly guessed this was the
piseetoundhil. 1'hns,_lnstssthe
young man approached the ladies. he
came up. and knowing 'l'oin well. was
"lir. Page. Indies. nail llr. Illioti.
the Mendocino day and so ratio
I! cousin. bliss llatli
flamers. and my sisters you at»
involved toward
the end.”
"1m thst lt,was." replied M.
"IlldlIlIfoblmMflllt. valor.
“lately there had to be a slight alteri-
atlootowardthesndonsccountofsa
accident: that is. aornaof unwind-
ing pages were missing."
”Illsslngl" exclaimed lir. Page.
You don't say so. Well. how did you
manage It?"
-, “oh, i played author. myself.” as-
awared Bligh. with a grim smile. ”I
regret the result was not better.”
”What. my dear boy. you wrote the
end? Why. you're a treasure. a Jew-
el. 1 thotuht you capable. of course
but scarcely thought you equal to that.
not being in your line. for thinking
time in the future. and i am glad to
fk"now where i may let my mantle
II."
”it was abominable." here Hugh
could not help not In, his endeavors to
say the right thing from two points of
view proving a serious risk. "l'd rath-
er lls up anything on the paper than
do another love story. i know. he—
sides. that the writer will never for-
give me. which makes it worse."
"0b. was there any unpleasnntness?"
asked Ir. Page. hastily. ”0f source. we
don't want anything of that kind.
Authors are very touchy. and can
than a good deal of trouble some-
times."
Hugh's face had fallen decidedly
during these last remarks. and he saw
that he stood a poor chance ofadvance-
ment If his chief knew how very un~
satisfactory to the author his conclu-
sions had heencmfwypcmlwyp cmfwyp
sion to the story had been. But Miss
Burners also had caught the hint and
now turned a charming face to hir.
Page.
"indeed. Mr. Page." the said sweetly,
"you said you would leave It to me to
judge. and l assure you kir. Elliott's
part of the story was charming and so
like the upoio-date story. i must say.
i was exceedingly interested in reading
it myself. and I feel cure the author
will make no complaints. More than
likely the author forgot to send the
manuscript complete. anyhow. Anth-
ors are so careless. i think Mr. Elliott
should raised and deserves every
advance for his ability."
"So be it then." agreed Mr. Page.
cheerfully. and walked away. leaving
the two young people stranded togeth-
er at some distance from their party.
who had moved on during the convcr'
nation.
ily mutual impulse. as soon as Mr.
Page was gone. they glanced furttvely
at each other. and what each saw in
the other's face must have been reas-
Iuring. for. without more ado, both im-
mediately dropped their dignity and
broke into such a hearty. good-natured
laugh at the turn the whole thing had
taken that it would have been impos.
sible after that to regain their dis-
tance, and made them feel like old ac—
quaintances at once.
"Do you remember what you said
to me the first time i saw you?" he
asked without further preliminaries.
"i said lots of things. didn't i'.’ Some
hateful ones." 1
"Never mind them. lint you said.
too, that you believed in love stories
ending the right why. i’m thinking
of a case where your ending could be
used beautifully."
"But i thought you liked two end.
lugs. like one of Rudyard Kipling's
stories. and i believe you couldn't
think of any more. My endings might
do for one. supming there was such
a case. and -——-"
“Let us suppose such a case. (in on.
“Well. your's might do for the other.
and you might have Nosmo to sing.
See. her he is."
".Oh other Nosmo."
“And the heroine swooping. and the
villain—Altai was what you called my
here. i believe—3'
"In this story l’sl thinking of, the
villain and the lover are one. so one
ending would be enough."
"it seems to be rather Involved, too."
"Then let me untangle it. Both. and
since my miserable ending was pub-
lished. let us live out our happy one
together. That is the use I want to
make of it. and that will be far better
than having it published."
Here the villain looked so much in
earnest that only one ending me
at all possible. and lluih answered.
trying to speak very innocently and
failing dismnily:
”Of coarse it's a pity not to make
some one of it. if you think my ending
better than yours-«J
”Never Iliad lnisniwg your sentence
either. Ruth."
thing to as said for m on...»
“list I don't know.” has Ruth.
of looking up u successor for some
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Sergeant Godfrey read General Frost’s
order to the men. instructing them not
to leave the stain for a longer period
than 24 hours without permission.
lmprncticahls to Isisaths lathe.
Key West. Hatch (lit—dill the divers
of the United States navy who have
been at work on the Maine returned
from Havana on board the fissile. it
is believed that Captain Chadwick
duds it impracticable to raise the
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Corner North Main and West Ste. ‘
Tessa Jack, the most during
that railroad company ever chi
in those days Texas Jack was
ad by every boy that ever W
name spoken. lust because he was.
n will; Gillie“ Dill? Mill. "
many thrilling stories they hail ,
railroad men tell about him,,snd ‘
ever he drove his old iron luirss laid
the Brewer station they all saw
about to get a look at him. and villi»
ever was fortunate enough to d
bit of conversation with hllh was the
biggest. feeling boy in the crowd. ‘
ltwasiustsuchadayasnweskam
Saturday. only it was is larch, and.
had been snowing steadily for! '
days with no signs of a let up. ,1
snow was nearly four feet deep ‘
level. the wind was blowing a gulp
in fact It was one of the worse clarion
ever known in this section of tinned);-
try.‘
Down on the Bucksport traction!
O'Brien' s brick yard there who u on»
senger train with three engines, bur-
led up in the snow. unable to moveoho
way or the other Out on the Bar ,
Harbor track. near Whiting Hill gratin. ..
was the morning east- bound '
buried so deep that not an inch of it ‘
,could be seen and it looked like all
enormous drift
Two engines had been sent out ”pull
the train out of the drift. but had me
ed unsuccessful and were buried hum
stuck deep in the snow about 50 drill!
yards this side of the train. ‘. ‘ , .
it was finally decided to sand Togas
Jack to the rescue. for he was a also
who took pride is sending his ugine
into a snow drift with all the power it ‘1
had. and he seldom failed to reach the
plate he wanted to. snow or no now.
All the railroad men said he colddn’t _
reach the place. but Tessa Jack said 1
that he could fetch “em: if the com-
pany could only give him a chants to
try 5
lie was given one of the biggest and
strongest engines the company owned.
and he steamed her over the bridge to
try his luc It.
What excitement there was around
Ilrewer station when the news ticked ,
over flit? wire that Texas Jack was ‘
on the way to break out the road, and
when he steamed into the depot with
a snow plow ahead and a caboose be-
hind. every boy of us piled into the
caboose. each shouldering a now abov-
el, and were ready to go with Texas
Jock anywhere he wanted to go and
just as fast as he wished to carry us.
"Do you think you can reach them?"
asked Agent ilnli when he slowed up
to get his orders to go ahead.
"llcnrli 'em?" he replied. ”I'll poke
the nose of this old plow into that last
engine or i'll ditch my old hone!”
He jumped on to the engine and
backed up the river.then he mused
the lever and pulled the throttle wide
open and the way we went through the
town and by the station was a caution.
every boy of us holding on to each
other for dear life to keep our feet.
H) the ilrewer grade we went. like
mad. that old plow throwing the now
into the air in regular clouds. At the
top of the grade there is a sharp curve
and then the grade goes the other way
«down.
We all took a look out of them-
lnmie window as we went around the
curve to see what was ahead. There
was what looked to be about a half u
mile ahead an immense drift towering
up right in the middle of the track.
"tie. boys." said one of our number.
“if we get through that drift we'll do
well. and I'm thinking we'll go into the
ditch when we strike her. too."
Just then Texas Jack gave the old
engine more steam and we started
ahead at a more rapid pace. and how
we did fly down that long grade!
Nearer and nearer we were cousin
to the big drill. but how near we were
unable ill tell, as we could not sea
ahead now,
Every one of us stood bunched up its ,
the corner of the car. holding on in
each other. for we expected every line
life to strike the drift and be hill“ '1
into the ditch with the whole business.
It wasn't quite so bad as that. how'
ever, for in another instant the nose of
the plow went into the drift and the
whole gang of us was piled into tho
forward end of the car in a it“.
we had slowed up musidersbly in
did not stop. The old engine was Diff-v
ling and blowing for all she was worth.
and the wsy Texas Jack now her
through that long deep column of cowl ,
was s wonder to on all.
All of a sudden we struck m.
solid and stopped and the shock '
us all into the end of the car use“ ‘
sod with more violence than the”
time. We lumped out and union
way through the snow to when
pilot had height so. and lostcr‘
surprise Tease Jack had done
said he would do— “thinks
that plants testosteaglne’i-vr
less than an hour he had .
two engines and the salami
back to ills m film
was greeted .wltk stack 1 .
tile large crowd that lies MW
as lie ates-ed hack to M
llili three cheers. .
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