BY MISADVENTURE
F R A N K B A R RE T T
CHAPTEB VIII f fWIm,.,!
I got to the palings by the park, and
kept them In touch until at length I
reached the carriage drive fate of Flex
more's house. By this time, what with
one accident and another, it must have
been pretty nearly four o'clock. There
were lights In the house. Before the door
tood Lynn Yeames' mare, Flexmore's
gardener holding her head.
"Afternoon, air," said he In an under
tone that spoke of calamity. There was
foreboding silence, also, on the part of
the maid-eervnt as she opened the sit
ting room door.
Miss Dalrymple was on her knees be
fore a big chair drawn near the Are, In
which little Laure sat, her face buried
In her hands. They were not aware of
my presence. I left them, closing the
door behind me in silence.
"Where is Mr. Yeames?" I asked of the
maid who waited in the hall.
"Upstairs in master's room, sir," she
replied lugubriously.
'Yeames was standing by his uncle's bed
aide; he thrust his hands quickly in his
pockets as the door opened and I entered.
No one else was there. I went in silence
to the bed and looked down. Flexmore's
eyes were closed, but his Jaw had drop-
"You're a bit too late with that will,"
aid Yeameflj- In a lone and with an ex
pression on his face that implied a good
deal a tone of subdued Jocularity, a cun
ning leer that bade me understand he
knew why I hadn't come earlier. "Why,
what have you been doing?" be asked
with surprise. "Yeu're a sight to be
seen.".
"How long has he been gone?" I asked,
Indifferent to my appearance.
"Oh, not above a quarter of an hour.
Gertrude's Just gene down. She did all
that was possible to restore vitality. But
It's all over this time. lie won't come
back any more, as the song says."
"Have you sent any one for Dr. Aw
drey? He ought to be here."
"Of course he ought, but I suppose he's
got some interesting pauper to took after.
I went for him myself. The old boy
was shocking bad when I arrived here
after leaving you. I went over to Aw
drey at once, but he was out ; came back,
and by that time nunky was pretty near
j die finish.''
"Was he in a state of consciousness at
that time or not?"
"Well, he was conscious enough to ask
for you, and wonder why you hadn't
turned up." ,
It occurred to me that Lynn Yeames,
seeing his uncle's precarious condition,
bad himself stretched that cord for me
Instead of going for Dr. Awdrey, in order
to prevent my arriving in time to get
Flexmore's signature to the will.
"Do you know why I did not turn np,
s you call It?" I asked sharply.
"Not I; but you're not, sorry, I sup
pose, that you did not get here in time."
It was on the tip of my tongue to re
tort, "Not so sorry as you may have rea
son to be, Mr. Yeames ;" but I said noth
ing, for I wished to see how far this
young man's fatuity would carry him, and
contented myself with thinking of the
bitter punishment in store for him when
be should find out how completely he had
deceived himself. Certainly no self-deception
could be more complete than his.
Assured of my venality, led away by his
own hopes and over-confidence in the suc
cessful issue of his cunning, he apparent
ly felt as sure of being possessed of his
uncle's fortune as though the thousands
were already in his hands.
CHAPTER IX.
There are some men who have so little
self-respect that they do not keep up a
decent pretence of virtue when the object
is achieved for which it was first assumed,
and Lynn Yeames was one of these. He
already took upon himself the airs of mas
ter in that house, and with a grand pat
ronage bade me come down and have
some refreshment. I complied, for after
the shaking I had received I was in no
mood to refuse.
We went Into the sitting room. Laure
was lying on the couch holding the hand
of Miss Dalrymple, who sat on a stool
by her side.
"Oh, haven't you got all that over
yet?" Lynn asked petulantly, glancing at
them. "Sit down, Keene." He touched
the bell. "It's absurd nonsense to en
courage morbid feeling and mawkish sen
timent about a thing that's been fore
seen for weeks an inevitable thing
A little refreshment for Mr. Keene." The
latter addressed to the servant who came
to the door. "I say It's nonsense 1"
"Lynn!" said Miss Dalrymple, in a
tone of nirngled surprise, regret and re
monstrance. "I say It's nonsense," he repeated
harshly, "and you ought to know It, Ger
trude, with your experience j the child has
been petted and pampered till she's un
healthy. It's exactly what my mother
has maintained all along. However, I
hall alter all that -the girl will be pack
ed off to a good, wholesome boarding
school as soon as the funeral is over."
Miss Dalrymple looked perfectly amas
d by this extraordinary outburst; she
could not Understand the meaning of It.
I could well enough. Mr. Yeames had
already thought better of his proposal to
make the penniless Miss Dalrymple a
partaker in his fortune, and did not care
bow soon there should be a breach be
tween tasm. It was &is rather than any
sudden fit of dislike to Laure which had
led him to make this savage onslaught.
Laure clung closer than ever to her
only friend, and looked in terror at Lynn.
Miss Dalrymple held her hand firmly. The
servant brought in the tray and I helped
myself. Lynn waited till the servant
was gone, and then, going to the win
dow, said :
"I shall go over and fetch Awdrey.
The certificate must be' seen about at
once. Go and get my hat from the li
brary, Laure. The child sprang up and
sped from the room to fetch the bully's
hat ; Miss Dalrymple stood with heaving
and close-pressed lips, and not a particle
of color in her face. She oould not speak
before me.
Lynn met her calm gase with bent
brows, and turned again to the window,
flicking his handkerchief from his side
pocket in a manner which by Itself was
Insolent and offensive.
But in doing this he flicked a little
pellet of paper out. It fell against my
toe, and I quickly covered it with my
foot. The next moment he thrust his
hand sharply in the pocket from which
he had flicked out this pellet, then shook
his handkerchief and looked about the
floor at his feet.
"Wt rtnHfnl wtW, Mlrn Dalrym
ple," said I, setting down my glass. .
Lynn Yeames went hastily from the
room, snatching his hat out of Laure's
hand as he passed. I picked up the pellet
of paper and slipped it Into my waistcoat
pocket. v
"Oh, Is this true, dear Is it truer
cried little Laura under her breath, as
she Joined Miss Dalrymple. "Will he
send me away from you? Will he part
us?"
"No, my child," said I, going up to
them. "Take this assurance from aa old
man who loves you for your father's sake,
and Nurse Gertrude for her own you
shall not be parted.
I left them. As I passed through the
hall I caught sight of Lynn Yeames on
the landing above with a lighted candle,
looking about for the pellet of paper . I
was carrying away in my 'pocket.
CHAPTER X.
I have In my office what I call my
"bandy drawer"-r-a good large drawer
that slides easily and fastens with a
patent key, and divided Into a score of
compartments. In this I put away any
thing that I think may come in handy
at some future time, and an alphabetical
index on a side of paper tells me at a
glance In which nest to find what I want
I recommend a drawer of this kind to
any one of a practical - and methodical
turn of mind; he will have recourse to
It more frequently than he anticipates,
and find It occasionally of inestimable
value.
Well, Into this drawer, Nest Y, I, put
that pellet of paper after making a care
ful examination of H, and indexed It
thus: "Yeames. Pellet of paper Jerked
out of his pocket, day of Flexmore's
death, Dec. 18, 1888." I shall have
more to tell about this later on a good
deal more.
In the evening of that day I saw Dr.
Awdrey; he came to me with a face as
long as a fiddle.
"That's an unfortunate accident that
happened to you this afternoon," he said.
"It might have been -worse," said I,
feeling my nose. "I came plump down
on it Wonder I didn't break It."
"I'm not speaking of that," said he, put
ting down his hat and seating himself.
"Oh, you're thinking of your prop
erty." The poor old nag had put his
shoulder out and bad to be killed, and
both shafts of the gig were smashed.
"Well, if your old horse had not been
thrown down, you would have been thou
sands out of pocket."
"You know what I mean.; It Is an un
fortunate accident that prevented your
arriving in time for Flexmore to sign the
new will as he wished."
"There we differ. I do not regard the
accident as unfortunate from that point
of view."
"Well, what Is to be done about Kt The
old will is virtually revoked."
"But actually it stands as good as ever
H was, and so It shall stand."
"Supposing I refuse to accept the
guardianship of Flexmore's child?"
"You can't refuse. Common sense will
not let you ; humanity will not let you ;
I will not let you. Have you seen Lynn
Yeames since his uncle's death?"
"No ; he had left the house five minutes
before I arrived. I hear he called at
my house, but I came by the other road.
Since then I have been unable to find him
anywhere."
"That's a pity. I should have liked
you to see him as I saw him. He is so
confident of being his uncle's heir that
he has thrown off all restraint, every pre
tense of decency, and shows himself the
hectoring bully, the heartless rascal I
have always believed him to be."
"Impossible !" he exclaimed, looking In
credulously at me, whom alone of all men
he doubted and looked upon as misguid
ed by prejudice.
"I tell you it's a fact. He was brutal
to little Laure, and he Insulted Miss Dal
rymple before my face. Why? Because,
now that he believes himself master of
his uncle's fortune,' he wishes to break oft
his engagement with her. He has no
more Intention of marrying her now than
be had the first day he cams to Coney
ford." , '
i '
"I can't understand you maa so
clear In Judgment on most things
"Get that nonsense out of your bead,
doctor. I tell you that I am no more
prejudiced against him than I am In
favor of you. He Is a selfish, heartless
scoundrel."
"You will never make me believe that
of Lynn Yeames."
"lie shall make you believe It of him
self. Abstain from letting him know how
Flexmore's money is to be disposed of,
and watch him between now and the read
ing of the will. He already talks of send
ing the child away to a boarding school,
and, as I tell you, reproved MJss Dal
rymple before me for being too sympa
thetic and kind to her."
"But why should he believe himself to
be his uncle's heir?"
"Because he fell into a trap, and was
led to believe so by me. And I'll tell you
something else, doctor. He believed that
this new will was to revoke an existing
will In his favor ; and I am convinced
that he stretched the cord that threw the
gig over and delayed me, that this will
might not be signed; and nicely he has
defeated his own ends by It. I'd forgive
him for that if my nose had been broken."
"I think I can upset that theory, at
least," said Awdrey. "What time was it
when you were thrown from the gig?"
"About two o'clock, aa nearly as I can
reckon," said I.
"Good. He left Flexmore's house to
fetch me at one o'clock; he was at my
house at half-past, and he waited there
for me until ten minutes past two."
He had proved an alibi for Lynn, and
I had to admit I must be In thev wrong
on this point.
"And so you are, I am sure, on other
points respecting him," said the doctor.
"We shall see that. Keep your mind
unprejudiced, and watch that young man
during the next four or five days," said
1, as 1 opened the uuur U let LJia out.
Unfortunately, this chance of clearing;
his mind was denied to us. The next
morning, when I called at Flexmors
House, I beard that be had not been seen
since he left, shortly after my departure,
to fetch Dr. Awdrey; and In the course
of the day I learned that he had gone to
London. This did not surprise me. "He's
gone to see a London solicitor about this
affair," I thought; "and may be bled
pretty freely by my learned friends P
Betimes on Thursday I called again
at the house, for I had made up my mind
to visit the inmates there every day,
knowing how long and dreary the days
must be for them in the darkened house,
and that the child, at least, looked upon
me aa a protecting friend. Miss Dalrym
ple was .bending over her work wMwa
worn and anxious look upon her sweet
face. Little Laure started up with a
terrified expression in her eyes, as though
she expected to see Lynn Yeames with a
rope in his hand to haul her off to board
ing school, as I opened the sitting room
door. Both of their poor faces lit up
with pleasure when I said:
"It's only I the old lawyer come to
bother , you for some, papers."
Laure ran up, threw he arms around
my neck, and' kissed me; and, still bug
ging me, she whispered:
"You don't fdrget what you promised?"
"No," I whispered back. "No one shall
take you away from Nurse Gertrude."
"You are a nice old dear!" she said,
giving me another kiss ; and then she ran
away laughing, to whisper to Miss Dal
rymple all about her secret at once a
woman and a child. '
I gossiped for the beet part of an hour,
raking up all the news of the village, for
there's nothing like trifling chat for peo
ple in trouble ; and then, when Laure
went out of the room, I said:
"Well, my dear, have you had many
visitors since I saw you last?"
"A few acquaintances and Dr. Awdrey
that is all.
"Have you seen him or heard anything
about Mr. Yeames?" I asked.
"No; he has not come back from Lon
don. I am anxious about him. I fear
he Is 111."
It seemed to me that if he were 111, the
first thing he would do, being a selfish
brute, would be to writs and tell his
sweetheart of his suffering. The moment
a man of this kind feels not up to the
bullying point, he whines for sympathy. I
considered it much more probable that
Lynn had gone to London, to spend some
of his fortune In advance, and escape from
the lugubrious condition of things at home
whilst his uncle lay dead at Flexmore
House. Of course, I kept this belief to
myself; and, promising to drop In again
during the day, I left the house, and went
directly to Mrs. Yeames' villa.
(To be continued.)
Cupid's Slide.
"I would like to get a sofa for om
parlor," said the pretty girl In the
furniture emporium.
"Er excuse me, miss," responded the
clerk with a low bow, "but but have
yon a beau?" "
The pretty girt blushed redder than
an autumn apple and nodded In the af
firmative. "And Is he bashful, miss?"
"Exceedingly. Why why, he sits at
the extreme end of the sofa."
"Ah, Indeed! Then here Is the verj
sofa you wish."
'That? Why. It looks like the lettef
T.
"Yes, It Is called the 'Cupid Slide"
sofa. No one can alt on It without slid
Ing to the center."
i -
Mora Frenaled Finance.
Mrs. Oldwed I suppose you keep a
household expense account?
Mrs. Newed Yes; and I use thf
double-entry system.
Mrs. Oldwed What advantage U
there In that?
Mrs. Newed Why, by putting down
every Item twice It leaves ma mora pis
money.
Novelty in Rollins; Finn.
The housewife and baker knows that
it Is practically impossible to prevent
dough sticking to the rolling pin when
preparing the mix
ture for baking.
To prevent the
dough sticking a
little dry flour Is
sprinkled over the
dough before ap
plying the rolling
pin. This Is suc
cessful only for a
while. . As the pin
becomes warm,
dough can't stick, caused by friction,
the more the dough Is liable to
stick. If the rolling pin can be kept
cool the dough will not adhere. A
Washington man hits devised n scheme
whereby the rolling pin can be kept
cool and the dough thus prevented from
sticking. He employs a hollow rolling
pin, having an Interior chamber for the
reception of a cooling medium. At each
end are detachable handles, providing
an opening in the chamber for the in
troduction of the cooling medium, as
ttiiown lu lue illuoliaUvU. The cooling
medium would preferably be lee-water,
which -could be readily retained at a
low temperature for a long time.
Broiled Sqaabs.
Allow either a whole or hnlf squab
for each person, acordlng to size. Split
down the back, clean and feather each,
turning the tip of the wing under the
backbone, as In broiling chicken. Dip
Into melted butter which has been sea
soned with a drop of tabasco, a few
drops of Worcestershire and salt Ar
range in a buttered broiler and broil,
flesh side downward first, for from
twelve to fifteen minutes. Serve sur
rounded with pen s,, of which a quart
(shelled) will be needed. Melt two ta
blespoonfuls of butter in a saucepan,
with a lump of sugar, a scant teaspoon
ful of salt and a dash of pepper, add
the peas and a few spoonfuls of boiling
water and cook until tender. They
should be served quite dry.
Cream Omelet.
Beat the yolks of three eggs with
three teaspoons of cornstarch, a level
teaspoon of SHlt, and a snltspoon of
pepper; stir slowly Into half a cup of
milk or cream, and then add the stiffly
beaten whites of the eggs. Pour the
mixture Into a pan In which there Is a
tablespoon of hot melted butter and
cover the pan. Set where the eggs will
cook slowly for five or seven minutes,
being sure that tbe range is not hot
enough to burn the egg. Fold the ome
let over, lay a buttered platter on the
pan, and invert both. Pour on a cream
sauce, well seasoned with celery salt
and onion.
Rice and Date Desaert.
Put two cups of milk and two cups
of boiling water In a double boiler, and
when hot add one cup of rice and cook
until tender. The liquid will be ab
sorbed In the cooking. Add powdered
sugar to the taste and lemon flavor
ing, stirring It in lightly with a fork.
Cook one cup of stoned dates with one
cup of water and one-half cup of sugar
until tender, and cool them. Turn the
hot rice onto a dlnti, garnish with the
dates and serve with whipped cream.
The hot rice may be put Into lightly
buttered border moid and kept hot by
setting In a pnn of water. Turn onto
a flat dish and fill with the dates.
Pudding- Sauce.
Warm In a saucepan a quarter pint
of milk. Mix a dessertspoonful of
cornstarch with a little milk and stir
this Into the milk In. the saucepan.
Continue stirring until It boils and is
about as thick as cream, then add a
dessertspoonful of sugar and a small
piece of butter. Pour this around a
pudding just before serving.
Pineapple Paddinsr.
Line bottom and sides of pudding
dish with thin slices of sponge cake,
place layer of pineapple strewn with
sugar in bottom of dish, then cake,
then pineapple, until dlHh Is full. Pour
over one cup of water and cover with
slices of sponge cake dipped In pine
apple Juice. Cover and bake slowly
two hours. This can be eaten with or
without a sauce.
Candled Cherries.
Make a sirup of a pound of granu
lated sugar and a gill of water and boil
until a little dropped Into Iced water
la brittle. Have ready firm, uustumoncd
cherries. Take a saueoiMin of sirup
from the fire, set It In an outer pan
of boiling water and dip tbe cherries,
one at a time and quickly, Into the
sirup and lay on a waxed paper to dry.
Stand la a warm xlace to dry, .
Ingrown Too Natl.
This seems too small a thing to men
tion, but anyone who has suffered from
it knows It con cause pain, lnconvenl
ence and also loss of time and money
out of all proportion to its size. An
old-fashioned family doctor, who loves
homely remedies, recommends charcoal.
The cure Is magical and whenever th
nail seems to be growing down again,
cutting and a fresh application will
stave off the danger. A sulphur match
should be burned and the charred part
powdered. Press the powder down
around the nail. It seems to work Its
way under the Ingrown part and raise
t up. ,
Diphtheria
Nothing Is more efficacious In cases o
diphtheria than the use of sulphur.
This remedy will destroy the fungous
growth In the throat which closes It
and causes death. Mix the sulphur
with water or milk, slowly sip and the
sulphur will cause the growth to shrink:
in a very short time. In coses In which
swallowing Is almost an Impossibility a
little powder can be used by means of
placing a small amount !n n ju!l nM
gently blowing it Into the patient'
throat When the growth begins ta
come off a gargle of water In which a
few drops of tincture of Iron have been
added will assist In a speedy recovery,
Ifearalsrlo Toothache.
This aggravation will often yield to i
few doses of quinine. It Is usually dut
to a run down condition and exposure
to cold or dampness, or an attack of
Indigestion will often bring It on. Those
subject to the complaint should live
regularly on good, plain, nourishing
food and take dally exercise In the open
air. Cod liver oil Is an excellent tonio
lu such cases. Tea and coffee should
be avoided and a milk diet substituted.
Good sleep is an essential and so Is
ireeuora rrom worry, lr tne victim or
this disease can endure It, a cold sponge
bath will brace the nerves and It Is all
the better If a handful of seasalt If
added to the water. Take especial car
against exposure to cold.
The Wrong: Remedy.
The author of "The Jungle," Upton
Sinclair, wfiom II. G. Wells has dubbed
the world's ''most hopeful Socialist,"
was discussing In New York the gov
ernment's attacks upon law-breuklng
railroads and trusts.
"These attacks will do a little, but
not much good," said Mr. Sinclair.
"They are wrong attempts to set things
right. They remind me of the Province
town dentist. A woman came to thli
dentist and said angrily:
'"Look here, 'this $40 set of teeth
that you have made for me is entirely
too big.''
"The dentist pushed the woman back
m the great chair of red plush, opened
her lips, and looked within carefully.
"'You are quite right, madam,' ha
said, taking up a sharp and glittering
Instrument. 'But the error Is easily
remedied. I will enlarge your moutl
a little.'"
Waning- of Canadian Induatry.
According to the Dominion Bureau
of Statistics, the manufacture of glass
In Canada Is a waning Industry. In
five years since 1900 there has been a
very large falling off In number of em
ployes and a corresponding falling off
In amount of wages. At the same time
the imports of glass are increasing
most remarkably. In 1002 tbe Imports
were valued at $1,932,539, and In 1000
they were valued at $2,073,031, an In
crease of $740,402.
The Joy of Getting On.
The greatest satisfaction In this
world Is the feeling of enlargement,
of growth, of stretching upward and
onward. There Is no joy which can
perstltlon, being pushed further and
one's horizon of Ignorance, and of bu
surpass the conscleuaness of feeling
farther away ; and the joy of progress
ing, of making headway In the world,
of not only getting on, but also of
getting up In the world, Is very great
"The greatest Joy of Joys shall be
Tbe Joy of getting on."
Success Magazine.
Different In One Respect.
Upgardson Doesn't Weerlus bore
you nearly to death? He talks like a
phonograph.
Atom Not at all. When a phono
graph runs down It stops.
We never knew a man no mean that
he did not admire a really good man.
But tbe people reserve the right to
decide who are the good men In the
community.
No man was eer rtrong enough, ta