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THURSDAY, MAY 17, 1908. TTTT. MnnVTVfl ACTVYTIYAV ACTvrtTA rnvntx7 m wtwh mr newspaper, ana ' been ort f rectus ail till Ufa." "No barm In trying," said Dayton. "I'll jiml drop him h line." !u tin mull two morning later cam the answer, Dayton opened It In the presence of lve;b. It w printed lip which read: lrd Kramplon i'proltM your cour. tv, II rt"ia that and ths stati f hla h.alth nrnka II Imposilbls for him psraonally lo thank ru. "I tlioufht ao," aald Iveagb, not con waling his delight at Dsyton' discom fiture. "He semis that lo everybody who tries to Intrude upon him," Dayton inwhsntcal). turned tha prluted all over. "What'a this?" ha aid. There waa writing In feeble, tramped hand: My Dear glr-I am Inn. hlna at tha Ath. naxilm club Ihn tiny after tomorrow (Tlmr.lv) mid ahalt t ploaatd to a you ihtr iiftrrward-at I. FRAMPTON. Dsyton tliruat the note Into hla pock ft. I'oiiivftllim hla filling of triumph. "I may coble what hit says -If It'a worth while H might make a good feature for tlii'in 011 Huuday." And b went away. Ivagh looked after blm, dated. "Tat there lire aome people who ay there'e 1111 riii'Ii thing aa Im'k!" he- grumbled. "Who'd huve thought old Frarapton had gone atark mad?" At tha Carleton Iayton found a tale gram: flhall b. at Clarldat'a tomorrow. B. aur to coma at I prerlMly, KUJIE (JIUNT. "Whatever ahall I do?" ha aald after ha had reread tho telegram and Ird Frampton's nolo to maka aura. Both for Thuradny; lith at tha aama hour. I I'M 11' I put cither of them off. What ahull I do with Foss?" No; Fs could not ha put off. Ha must he seen lit tin time tn had up pointed or the great Hominy feature would ba loat, "1 muat aend aomo one In my place, Hut who? It muat la a newspoper uinu. a uinn with tha news paper Instinct nnd training; It muat ba a mau of the bst possible address and up In philosophy and sociology and Foss, Where ran I get him?" It seemed absurd to think on auch a problem, yet after nearly on hour Day ton Juiiimi up and mi hi, "Why, of course--Just th man better than I could jmsslbly do It myself," and be gau fuitibllng In a compartment of tin trunk that waa full of letters, papera and carda. I la aoon found what he waa searching Yor-a card bearing the addreaa of Henry Carpenter. A. com mon friend In New York had given It to him, aaylng: "Ixnik Carpenter up and, If you ran, put aornathlng In hla way. ! bear he'a badly off." Aa Dayton aald to hlmaelf, Hanry Carpenter waa probably tha beat equip ped man In the world for an Intarrlew with Fori for an American newspaper, Ha waa a Tale man with a Iti. D. from Gottlogen, and a writer on economic subjects who had won aome fame. Hut phlloaophy la not profitable, and Carpenter made hla living aa n newspo per reporter. He had Iwou one of tho clement In the profession, then hud mnrrled nod taken to drink and gone to the bottom. The address, on tha card waa In the far eifd f'lNmllco.' Dayton let out, calling at the Victoria. There wan aoreral New York newapaper men In the lounge. He asked them If they bad seen Carpenter. "Juat left him," aid one. "He waa bound for the Cri terion." Dayton drove to the Criterion and bagan a search of Ue crowded rooma. He aoon aaw Carpenter wan dering about the bar, noting each face aa If be were looking for an acquaint ance. Hla clothee, bla very eipreeaton, proclaimed poverty and failure, and Dayton, knowing bla habits, waa par ticularly Impraaaed by the weakneaa of bla chin. But In eplte of the air of "hard luck" Carpenter looked the gen tleman, the man of auperlor Intelli gence. He greeted Dayton effusively, and aa aoon a the bualneea waa dis closed eagerly offered bla service. "There only one dlfflculty-wlll Ixrd Frampton receive you wbea be Is eipectlng me?" "We'll have to take our chaneee on that," aald Carpenter. "Hut I never take chance If I can help It. I've bean tblnklng-be doean't know me and he doean't know you. Why shouldn't you send In one of my cards lniieraonate me 7" Carpenter's face brightened. "Yea; that Is tha best plan," eon tin ued Dayton. "With your special knowl edge you'll do the Interview far better Urn n I could. He'll really profit by tha deception." It waa so agreed, and Carpenter went away, Dayton advanctng him two aoverelgna. When ho returned the ueit afternoon his appearance was In every wsy ssttsfactory, and Dayton's last misgivings disappeared. He went with Carpenter to the Athenaeum. "Ifa a little early, old man, but you can send In your-or, rather, my-card and wait. And don't forget you're both under as sumed iimnm. If you are calling your self Dayton when you're Carpenter, lau't ho culling himself Frampton when tufa FoaaT" "You may rely on me. I'll do my beat." said Carpenter. ne saw Curpenter enter the club tonne; saw I1I111 give his card to the at teiiilniit. Not until then did he drlv n way. Ida heart was light. Fate had been kind to him. On tho stroke of 3 ho wiih In the writing room at CInr Idge's. F.lale did not keep him waiting "Mother ha changed her plans," slit sold, hurrying In. 'i thought we'd have a clear hour, but she may be back at any moment." Ho wus looking at her steadily "Well?" he aNked. Hho flushed nnd cast down her eyes Then Nhe lifted them and returned hl fare steadfastly. "Yes." she said. He gave a long sigh. They were silent for a few minutes. "Mother" she beguu. "Hhe will not consent r "It's of no use to ask her. You know that." He nodded cheerfully. "But we don't need her consent You're of sge." "What do you suggest?" "Well, 1 had arranged-ln cane you accepted and your mother wouldn't have It-thnt we should marry nt the American conaul general's. He's an old friend of 11 I in; and has promised to at tendTW everything for trie, All we bav to do Is to let blin know when we're Coming. He's even got an American preacher at band." Hhe laughed. "And when did you dare to do this r "Yesterday, a soon aa I had your telegram, it waan't daring, wa it, to aaaume that you meant what font tele gram Implied V y "Whatever It wa or wa not, I Ilk It" "I thought," he continued, "that w would better marry in some way that wonld leave bar a chance to com around quietly afterward." "Yes, that la batter than going to Scotland," aald Elsie reflectively. Dayton laughed. "And who dared to think out an elopement away off to cotiand 7" be aald. Klle wa still blushing when her mother came In. Dayton Invited them to dinner and the theater, and Mr. Grant accepted. At 8 the next morning, aa Dayton had finished shaving and waa going Into hi bath, there waa a knock at the outer door of hi sitting room. "What la It?" be called. "A gentleman to see you, air," came through tba door. "Carpenter," he said to himself. Then to tho servant: "Show blm np, please. Bring him to the sitting room and tell him I will see blm directly." With this ho unlocked the outer door and went back through the bedroom Into bis bathroom. Soon he heard the outer door open and the servant show ing his caller In. When he had bathed be returned to the bedroom. The por tiere was drawn across the door Into tho sitting room. He could wait no longer. "I say, old man," be abouted, "did you get a good yarn?" There was a sharp rustling, then alienee. He went to the portiere and threw It back and stood In tho door way, bis bathrobe half open, bis face and neck red from the cold water, his hair tumbled. He was transfixed. Before him, gaping at him, sat an old man, a study In the black of broadcloth end the white of linen and akin and wool like hair and aide whisk ers. His head was wagging and bis mouth njnr as he stared stupidly at Dayton. He raised himself with the aid of 0 gold beaded cane and put up his eyeglass. "I muBt apologize to you," he quavered. "I'm so disturbed that I hardly know what I'm about this morning. I fancied I was In the rooms of a Mr. Fenlmore Dayton." "I'm Fenlmore Dayton," aald Day ton. And then a horrible thought flash ed Into bis mind. The old man's mouth hud flown open again. "What?" he exclaimed. "Im possible!" Dayton, all the blood In bis body In hla face, stood there unable to speak 6 aotain in 1 the thanks By GEORGE CARY EGGLESTON A romance of affairs, telling in glowing terms of the achievements of a gallant soldier who devoted himself to busi ness with signal success when he found his occu pation gone, showing that "peace hath its vic tories not less than war. "My skill still rcnuini to bs proved," answered the other. ILLUSTRATED BY TRAUTSCHOLO The story deals with that wonderful upbuilding of the great West which immediately followed the civil war, The author says the personages of the story are real and its events are mainly facts, thinly veiled color of a tender love af fair the story of the he ro's rugged business ca reer makes fascinating reading. The st ronujeBt bonk in many ways that h:w yet cimio fiMiu from the fliiont pon of this de lightful writer. N. Y. American. In the rose 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 9 0 0 0 0 We have secured this bril liant story for our columns and will begin the publica tion In a short time, "Yen art going to marry Barbara Vtrn of coursef" 0 A Wonderful Book of 400 Pages "Whatt " he exclaimed. "Impossible I" or move. "Great heavens," he thought, "what shall I do? What has Carpen tar been up to?" Lord Frampton passed his hand over his face. "Impossible!" ho muttered. "Incredible!" And again he rubbed hla face confusedly. "Tell me," he looked strangely at Dayton, "did you or did you not have a talk with me at the Athenaeum club yesterday In the aft ernoon?" Dayton opened his mouth several times before he could articulate, "I did BOt-that ls"- "Then who was it? Where 1 hef lord Frampton looked anjrrlly around. I Insist upon an explanation, sir!" "Excuse me Just a few minutes. 1 must finish dressing. I was and 1 wasn't there. I'll explain." Dayton withdrew to the bedroom, pulling the portiere over the doorway. He hurried Into his clothes and re turned to the sitting room. He stood before Lord Frampton, looking asham ed, ropeutant, honest. "I am going to make a clean breast of It, sir," be said. "I could uot keep my engagement with you yesterday. I did not wish to lose tho Interview. 1 sent a perfectly com potent man, thinking It made no dlf fereuce to you, us you did uot know me or care especially who did the In terview, so long as It whs done properly." Iut where Is he? Where Is he?" Lord Frampton tapped his cune angrt Thoroughly By 265 Actual Taken at the time of the Awful Catastrophe Illustrated Photographs This great book which retails at $1.50 and so much desired by every one is now offered as a premium with The Morning' Astorian In order to get the Book J subscribe for the MORNING ASTORIAN at the regular subscription rate, 65c a addditional to coyer age. 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