5 FORTUNE HUNTER Novelized L» > A* If to »«sure himself of hh sanity ho put u hand t<> hl« brew nod stroked 7 It cautiously, “Heavens," be suld and ( r-< up lit the eupport of the counter. ( Hint m twice today I've been told that I In tin» same film •«•!” "It's funny," lie raid, half dazed. “1 ( c never could Inn , pulled thut olT for ( myi.elf." ( rii AITICI! IX. < ( REPENTI.Y Duncan moved and rriinp out of tiI m nhntrnctlon. ; "I’d Iwtter get that br«jotn,” be ( sold «lowly, "Tlu, place cer­ < io »ds noun, expert manicuring "•• get thnt now «lock In " LOUIS JOSEPH VANCE From the Play of the Same Name by WINCHELL SMITH CnpyriMht. IHIt by Winthsll S nllh • nd Lotne Jo,,,h Vines < ( “Yog think s<>?” “Sure of It. You see. <,vcryb«xlv round here likes Ratu, amt Rotli'em Ja* lisve ninny« been outsiders. The, would «wing to this «hop m a minute ju»t on account of thnt. l*>< t In. 1 wasted a lot of talk on <>nr Arm n fouplo of years ago trying to make out people give him some credit, but they couldn't sc«» It He owed them a bill then thnt «as so old It bad grown whiskers.” “And »till owes It, I presume?' “You bet lie »HI) owes ft. Always will It's »<> small that it ain't wort: while suing for"— "Ixtok liens Mr. Sperry, bow much 1 this bill with the w III»!;, r«?" "Al»out f.4), I think,” said the trav Ing man. fumbling for bls wallet. T' i supposed to n«l< for payment every time I strike town, you know, «o always have It with me. tint 1 liaren bad Hie benrt to nay a word to San for a goo«l long time. Here It Is " Duncan studied carefully the m<-im ragdum: 'To Mdse, as per bill r< drred. $47 .80." “I wonder"— be mu. mured. "Eh?" said Sperry. “I wu, wondering Suppose you wen to tell your people that there's n yonm fellow here who'd like to give this store n boom, gay be want« a little credit I mh - hu ««»—becatiMc Mr. Graham won't let him put in any cash”— • "Not a bit of use," Sperry negatived. “I would myself. but the ticmse—no.” “But suppose 1 pay this bill”— "Pay It? You really muui that?“ "Certainly 1 mean it." Duticau pro duced the wad of bills which Kellogg had furnished him the night before Ills departure from New York. Thus far he bad broken only one of the $500 gold certificates, and of thut one be bad tbe greater part left. Living Is ‘ anything but expensive In Kndvllle. “I'm beginning to understate! thnt 1 ' was cut out for an actor." lie told him- self ns he thumbed the roll with a serious air and an assumed Indiffer­ ence. which iiermltteff Sperry to esti­ mate its size pretty accurately. ’That's quite a stack of chips you’re carrying." Sperry observed. Dunean's baud airily waficd the re­ mark Into the llmtm of the negligible. "A trifle— a mere trifle." ho said casu­ ally. "I don’t generally carry much cash about me. Haven't for five years,” he added Irrepressibly, lie ex­ tracted a fifty dollar certificate from tbe sheaf and bunded it over. ‘Til tnke n receipt. t»ut you needn't mention this to Mr. Graham Just now." "No, certainly not." Sperry scrawled bls signature to the bill. “And about that line of credit?" "Well, with this paid I guess you conl l have whnt you needed In moder­ ation. Of course"— "My natuo is Duncan—Nathaniel Duncan.” Sperry made a memorandum of it on tho back of an envelope "Any for­ mer businen connections?’’ “None thnt 1 enro to speak about," Dutiesn confessed glumly. Sperry's face lengthened. “No ref­ erences ?" It took thought and after thought courage, but Duncan hit upon the so­ lution at length. "Do you know L. J. Ilnrtlett A Co., tho brokers?" “Do 1 know J. Pierpont Morgan?" ’’Then that's all right Tell your people to inquire of Harry Kellogg, tho junior partner. He knows all about me." Noting the name. Sperry put away the envelope. "That's enough. If he says you're all right you can have anything you want." Ho consulted bls watch. "Il-m-m! Train to catch. What do you need But let's here?” Duncan reviewed the empty shalves, his face glowing. “Pills.” he bald. with n laugh—“all kinds of pills and everything for a regular, sure enough drug store. Mr. Sperry, everything Rot hem A- Lee carry and a lot of at­ tractive things they don’t—small lots, you know, until 1 see what we can acll.” “I see. You Icnve It to mo. I proba­ bly know what you need bettor than you do. I’ll mi ko out a list this after- liovn ana mall it tonight with instruc­ tions to ship it nt tho earliest possible moment” "Splendid I" Dunean told him. "You do thnt and don’t worry about our making go>xl. I'm going to put nil my time and energy into this proposition and”— “Thon you'll make Sperry assure«! him. got to do Is look nt yon to see you're a good business man.” He returned Duncan's preshiro and picked tip hl« »ample case. "S'long.” said ho an«l left briskly, having Duur.in speech- lea». srn.itaHTENrxa vr. nr looked , anno AND PLED. aghast to recognize Josie I-ockwood sod Angle Tut hill, of whose ubiquitous shadows In Ids way be had been con scions so frequently within tbe past several days. "I thought I must have made an Impression. Don't teil tn«» they'ro coming In!" Batilnd the counter ho struggled fu- rjously Into his coat •Thcj are," he Mid, with a «Inking heart, "and I'll bet a dollar my face la ditty!" Ills bow was a very passable Imftn- (ton of the real thing, lie Haltered him­ self, and there's no numucr of doubt but that It (lnttercd the two prettiest and most forward young women In Kndvllle of that day. "May I have the honor of waiting on you, ladles?” he Inquired with all tbe suavity of an accomplished salesman. Josie and Augle sidled together, gig­ gling and simpering, quite overcome •to»,” AttnntcntMBDnr. " it ’ s so waf . x " b” h’s manner. A muffled "now do oo? from Anglo ntid a half strangled echo of the anluatlon from the other were barely articulate. But. hearing them, ho bowed again, separately to each. "Good afternoon,” ho said and wnlt- ed In ah inqulrlng pose. "Thia— this is Mr. Duncan, isn’t It?” inqnlred Josie, controlling herself. "Yes, and you are Miss Lockwood, if I'm not mistaken." llenewed giggles prefaced her “Oh, how did you know?” “Could any one remain two weeks In Rndville and not bear of Miss Lock­ wood ?" The shot told famously. “How nice Of you! I'D V-uacan-.l. ujiat you to I merfTnfy fHentf Mies Ti>tfiTTT’r" - “ “I’ve had the honor Of admiring Ml«« Ttithlll from a distance." Duncan as­ sured the younger woman. And "She'll burn up!” be feared secretly, watching tho ebnflagratiou of blushes that she displayed. “Just think of getting away with u Hue of must» like that' Hurry wna right after all. This la a country towu, all right." "Ami end are you working here Mr. Duncan?" Josie pursued. "I'm supposed to I«-. I'm afraid 1 don't know tbe business very well as yet," "Oh. that's awf'ly nice,” Angl< thought. He thanked ber humbly. “We didn't expect to »»o you here." Josie assured him. “Wo just thought we'd like some soda.” "Soda!" ho parroted, horrified. He cast a glance askauce nt the tawdry fountain. “Let’» see, how d’you work tho Infernal thing?" be asked lilmself, utterly bewilder -d. "Yes,” Angle cblmetl In. "It’s so warm this afternoon we"— “I’ve got to put It through some­ how." he thought savagely, and aloud. "Yes. certainly," he sold and arnlled winningly. "Will you be pleased to step this wny?” Out of the corners of bls eyes be detected the amused look Hint pnHR«>d between the girls. "Oh. very well!" be «aid beneath hla breath. “You may luilgh, but you asked for ’’on, don ’ t bat that .” he pleaded . soda you shall have, my dears, if you die of It." He put himself behind the counter with an air of great deter­ mination and leaned upon it with both bands outspread until he realized that this was tbe pose of a grocery­ man. “What'll you have?" he de­ manded genially. “Er—that is—I mean, would you prefer vanilla or— ah—soda ?" A chant antlphonal answered him: ”1 hate vanilla.” . “And so do I." “Oh. don’t say thnt!" be pleaded. "Of course yon know there’s—ah—vnnllia and vanilla. Ah. some vanilla 1 know Is detestable, but when you get a real dlcnffni? trie jar and Hie gfini? Josie giggled, •‘Hut I don't want to drink It clear, You put th» sirup tn the glass, you know, I and then the so da.” "Ob. I s<-e! You want to make a blghba—ah—a long I drink of It. Ah yes!" lie procured n glam of the reg notion size "Now I understand.” A pause. "If yen'll be good euougb to help yourself to tbe sirup." “No, you do It.” Josie pleaded. ••Certainly!” He lifted the whisky glass and the jar and began to pour. "It you’ll just say when." "What? Oh, that's enough, thank you!” "If I ever get out of this fix I’ll blow the whole shooting match." he prom­ ised himself, hol/lln tbc glass beneath tbe faucet and fiddling nervously with tbe vulveg. Tor a moment he fancied the tank nrest be empty, for nothing 1 ravishing smuo — r’but ii*S not fery ! sweet." "I made them dry for yon—thought you’d like ’em thnt way.” he stam­ mered. "Perhaps you’d like ’em bet­ ter If I put a collar on 'em?” Tbe chorus negatived this suggestion very promptly. "Why don't you try n glass. Mr. Duncan?" Angle added with malice, slyly nudging Josie. "I’m on the wagon—I mean. I don't drink nt nil,” he sold wretchedly, and was deeply grateful for the diversion afforded by tbe entrance of a third customer. It was Tracey Tanner, as usual swollen with Important tidings, as usual propelling himself through tbe world at a heavy trot It has al­ ways been n source of wonderment to mo how Tracey manages to keep so stout with all the violent exercise he takes. "Say, Angle,” be twanged at sight of her, "Pre been lookin’ for yon every­ where. Did you bear that”— lie stopped instantaneously with open mouth as he saw Duncan behind the counter, and open mouthed be remain­ ed while the young man came round and advanced toward him. with a bland smirk, accompanied by a profes­ sional bow and nibbing of bands. "May I have tbe pleasure of serv­ ing you. Mr. Tanner?” "Huh?” bleated Tracey, dumfound ed. “Is there anything you wish to pur­ chase?*’ A violent emotion stirred In Tracey. Sounds began to emanate from bls heaving chest. "N-n-no, ma’am!” be breathed explosively. Duncan bowed again, hla face ex- pressionless. ’Then will yon be gooii enough to excuse me?” He turned precisely and made bla way back to the counter. As If released from some spell of strong enchantment by tbe movement. Tracey swung on bls heel and lunged for tbe door “What was It you wanted to ask ceded? “StlR, I’d rather you didn't think so.” "It's 10 cents, isn't it, Mr. Duncan?' Josie was offering blm a dime. He accepted It without question. 'Tbnnk you very much.” said he | “Good afternoon, ladles.” Ke was aware of Angle’s fluttering | farewells on the sidewalk. Josie was lingering on tbe doorstep In an agony 1 of untrained coquetry. He lower»«! bls tone for her benefit, thereby add­ ing new weight to bls bombardment of her amateur defenses. Ttetnember you promised to call again.” Her giggles tore bls eardrums "Tb thank you. I'm sure.” she stam- I mered and fled. They dlsoppeare«l. ne wandered to i the chair and threw himself limply Into it ’That voice!” he said stupid ly. “That giggle! I’ve got io woo and win that! It serves me right,” he con­ cluded. Tbe most hopeless of humors as­ sailed him. and be yielded to it with­ out a struggle. His attitude express­ ed his mood with relentless verity. Chin sunken upon bls breast, eyes fairly distilling gloom, legs stretched THE N. K. FAIRBANK COMPANY CHICAGO A Polk county citizen tells tho Sa­ lem Statesman that Polk county needs more five and ten acre farms and Intensified farming; more men who are not afraid of a tax levy, more hens and fewer goats. More berries and fruit trees, less gray dig­ gers and gophers and 40,000 more men/who are not afraid of a grub hoe.” With Pain. Itching Settled from Knee to Toes, Physicians Cost a Fortune. No Relief. Went to Hospital 3 Years. Unable to Help. Finally Used Cuticura and Was • Completely Cured. "WE WBliE HOPING TOU WOULD JOIN THE CHOIB." came of his efforts. Then abruptly tbe fixture seemed to explode. “A gey­ ser!” be cried, blinded with the dash of carbonated water and sirup in his face, while be fumbled furiously with the valves. As unexpectedly as it had begun tbe flow cease«!. He put down the glass, found his handkerchief and mopped bls dripping face. When able to see again he discovered the young women leaning against one of the showcases, weak with laughter, but at a safe re­ move. “Our soda's so strong, you know,” he apologized. "But if you'll stay where you are I'll try again." Warned by experience, he worked at •11AI I HAVE THE PLEABUBB OT SE11VIN0 rou?” _ tbe machine gingerly, finally produc­ ly One vintage— ab-lmportcd vanilla me, Tracey? ” Angle called after him. ing a tliin. spluttering trickle. Beam ­ It’s quite another mutter—ah—partic­ ing with triumph, be looked up. As tbe boy disappeared at a bard ularly nt this season of tbe year"— gallop bls response Coated back, “I think it's safe now." be suggested, His confusion was becoming painful. fergit” "Oh. Is It?” asked Josie helpfully. Her seem to have it under control.” Angie and Josie returned, torn by "Pm afraid I must have frightened eyes dwelt upon his with a confiding expression which he Inter character distrust, but unable to resist tbe fas­ him?” Duncan said Inquiringly. "Oh, no; not at all,”.Josie reassured tzed as a baby stare, and he was cination of tbe .»Hunger in our village j Aud there's no denying the boy was promptly reduced to babbling Idiocy. , good looking and a gentleman by birth blm. “He’s just gone to tell every­ body you're here." "Indeed tt Is; no doubt whatever. i and education. “Come, Josie; we’ve been here ever Miss Lock wood. Especially just now, He hud filled one glass and was tinc­ so long.” Angie moved slowly toward you know—eb—after the bock season— turing it with sirup wheu be caught tbe door, but Josie inclined to linger again that confiding smile of Josie's "Don’t hurry, I beg of you,” Duncan , full upon him as the beams of a noon interposed. day sun. "Oh. we haven't hurried.” she said, “Haven't we seen yon nt church, Mr with a gush of gratification that star- Duncan?" she said prettily. “I think perhaps you may have," he conceded. “I have seen you both." The second glass (for he was deter- mined that Angle should not escapel took up nil , his attention for an in- stant. "Do you have to go, too?" be Inquired out of this deep prcoccupu- tion. “What?” “I mean do yon attend regularly?" be amended hastily. “Oh, vcs. of course." Josie simpered, accepting the glass he offered her. “You make It a rule to go every Sun day. don't you. Mr. Duncan?" He permitted himself an Indiscre­ tion. secure in the belief It would pass unchallenged: "It's one of the rules. but I didn't make It." “Did you know there was a vacancy In tbe choir?" Angie asked, taking up her glass. “Choir?’ “Yes,” Josie chimed in; we were hoping you'd join, I want you to aw ’IT SEBVKS ME BIGHT,” HE CONCLUE RD fully.” tied the man. "You'll remember what “ We ’ re both tn the choir, ” Angle ex ­ “rr's osa op TBI RÜDES, BUT I DIDN’T plained. I said about the choir, won't you?” MASK IT." lie braced himself to take advan- "And all the girls want you to join. ah—I mean, when the weather is—la­ tnge of the opening, “I shall never Don't they. Angle?" in a way—you ftilght put it. vanilla “Oh, yes. indeed: they’re all just forget It,” he said impressively. weather." She gave him her band. "Then good dying to meet yon.” "But I llko chocolate best,” Angle by." “ I ’ ll have to write and ask." he said pouted. And he bated her consumed abstractedly. "Not goodby. 1 trust?" lie retained ly for the moment the hand, despising himself Inexpressi­ "Why. what do you mean by that?" “Very well,” Josie told him sweetly. Josie's question struck him dumb bly. “I’ll have the vanilla.” "Ob, we'll be In again, won't we. with consternation He made curious He thanked her with unnecessary Angle?" effusion and turned to Inspect tbe noises tn his throat and fancied (ns “Ob. yes. Indeed!” glassware. There could be no mis was quite possible) that they eyed "My hind. Angie! What do you take about the right jar. however; him in a peculiar fashion. “It's—1 think? I'd almost forgotten to pay for there wna nothing but vanilla, and, mean—a little trouble with my tbront." the soda!” seizing It. he removed the metal enp ho managed to lie at length. "I must “Please don't speak of It, Miss Lock­ and placed It befor«» Hie girls. With ask my physician If I may first.” wood. Tbe pleasure”— less case he discovered a whisky glass “But 1 must. Mr. Duncan. How "Oh. I see," said Josie. and put it beside tho bottle, with a “But." he hastened to change the much is It?" cordial wave of the band. Josie fingered the contents of her subject, "you're not drinking, cither of A pause ensued. Duncan was »mil yon. I sincerely hope it’s not so very purse expectantly, but Duncan hung Ing fatuously, serene In the belief thnt bad." In the wlud. He had no least notion he had solved the problem—the wny to what might be the price of soda water. Angle replaced her glass, barely tast serve s«xln was to make them help “Two for a quarter,” he hazarded, themselves. It was very simple, only ed. "Do you like It, Josie?" with his disarming grin. To Josie's credit It must be admit ­ they didn't With n stnrt he became Angle choked with appreciation of ted that she made a brave nttempt to sensible that they were eying him this exquisite sally, "Ain't you fun- drink. But the mixture was undoubt ­ strangely. ay!" "You—ah-wanted vanilla, did you edly fiat. 1*1010 and unprofitable. She "I'm afraid you're right,” he con­ sighed, put It bnck on the counter and not?” rose to the emergency. "Yes, thanks, vanilla,” Josie agreed. “AHuv's perfectly lovely"—with a "Well, «hnt's it", hr ««•'nd and it does its work erjual well with any one of the Sunny Mon ay is white and contains nojrosin, but, in­ stead, a marvel s dirt-starter which saves time, and wear and tear on clothes. "TES, I’M HIS DAUGHTER, EUT”— out carelessly before him, he sat mo ttonless, suffocating at tbe bottom of a gulf of discontent His lips moved sometimes noiselessly, again in wtris pers burely audible. "Years of this! A matter of human endurance—no. superhuman! If It wasn’t for the bargain. I'd cbnijk it all end— Well, the only way IA forget your misery Is to work. I snf^ose.” He pulled himself together and stood up. wondering where be had left his broom, and simultaneously stiffened with surprise, aware that he was not alone. A glance, however, established the connection between tbe rear door, which stood ajar, and the young woman who stood staring at him In interest stupefaction. He was quick to see the intelligence In Betty Graham's mutinous eyes and tho sweet lines of her mouth, too often shaped in sullen mold, and no less quick to recognize that she would car ry herself well, with spirit and dignity, once she were relieved of household toll and moll, once given the chance to discard her shapeless, bedraggled and threadbare garments for those dainty and beautiful things for which ber starved heart must be sick with lojudna (Continued next we?k.)_____ ALL'WRONG “I begaA to have an itching over my whole body abo il seven s years ago and this Fettled in my iimL , from the knee to the toes. I went to seeB l gr^at many physicians, a matter which cost ■ be a fortune, and after I noticed that 1 did r.l ■ Cel '!..»t waI went for three yeal « to the hospital. But they were unable to hl . me there. I used all the medicines tha I < otild seo but became worse and worse. B had an inflammation which made me r.lml P. crazy with pain When I showed mv b to my friends they would - •- - get really frigd ■piled. I did net ’ to do. I was HX>m\sa nervous that I [ r^jitivf ly lost aly fopc. \ “I had seen t'.B ad’erti>en-yt of the ri.1L cura Remedies aw feat many tney Many Eugene q Citizens Don't mistake the cauhe of back­ Women’s Sewed Soles ache. To be cured you must know the cause. It is wrong to imagine relief is cure. Backache is kidney ache. You must cure the kidneys. A Eugen» resident tells you how. L. Bonney, 459 Olive St., Eugene. Or., says: "The public statement I 1 gave out in 196, recommending Doan's Kiflnev Pills, still holds good. I Can quickly br 1 know tl>s remedy to be a positive; CARTER’S L1TTLL cure for kidney disorders and I am | glad to recommend It. Kidney com- i LIVER PILLS. Purely vegetable plaint clung to me for ten years, be­ ing caused by a fall and heavy lift-1 tug. I consulted one physician after another and experimeted with rente-1 dies of all kids, but my efforts for; relief were unavailing. The doctors j finally said that I had lumbago and they held out no hope for my re-1 covery. If I attempted to lift any-1 thing, my back gave out and tho pain I was something terible. One day I I saw Doan's Kidney Pills advertised' and deciding to try tham. I procured a supply. They gave me so much re- ■ lief that continued their use and ft' a was not long before 1 was feeling | like a different man. Doan’s Kid-' cento. FoHter-Milbnrn Co., Buffalo, ney pills simply worked wonders In: New York, sole agents for thè United my case and I shall do all in my States. Remember the name—Doau>— power to make their merits known." I For «ale by all dealers Price 60 aud take no other 75 M. MILLER The Wretchedness of Constipation