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LYDIA CRAVEN SURPRISES HER FATHER MAKING LOVE
TO ANOTHER W OM AN-THERE IS EMBARRASSMENT.
BUT LYDIA MAKES TWO REAL FRIENDS
SYNOPSIS.— A well-bred young Englishwoman, nervous uml hus -
plclous, ¡Inds when she hoards the steamer. Almitln, hound from I-lv-
erpool to New York, that her stuteroom innio Is Mrs. Amelia Beggar-
sialT, u fascinating, wealthy Anierlouu widow of about sixty years.
The girl introduces herself as Lucy Carteret and ((«.vs she Is going to
America to meet her father. Lucy's behavior puzzles Mrs. Beggar-
staff, who la vastly surprised to flud her possessing a magnificent
necklace which was stolen from a museum collection some time pre
viously. and passes the news on to her friend, Quoin, a private de
tective on hoard. Lucy, dressing In the tlark In her stateroom, hears a
mysterious conversation between two men Just outside her window
and recognizes one of them ns Thaddeus Craven, her futhcr. Amazed,
she hurries up on deck, searches about and finds him making love to
Mrs. Merrtlees. wealthy, beautiful young widow and friend of Mrs. Beg-
garstaff, to whom Lucy has Just confessed that she Is i tally l.ydla
Craven.
knew. Why must he taku the world
into his confidencei"
Dumfoundod, Peter stared; then re
membered himself that woman nature
was a singular thing, Its mental proc
esses defying
masculine analysis.
"Y'ou're right," he asserted meekly,
after u pause. “ O f course you're right I
I've known 'Did Craven a long time
and pretty well, If he Is n bit older,
and I know he wouldn't do anything
dlslionorahlo <>r calculated to hurt any
body. lie ’s not that kind."
Impulsively Lydia's hand went out
to Peter’s; but In the long instant that
they sat hand In bund and eye to eye.
each smiling n trace consciously, sig
nals o f distress showed In her waver-
lug glance, emt wl'hln his grasp the
pressure of her firm young lingers les
sened rntll reluctantly lie released
them.
“ What Is It?" peter asked gently.
"Only my presuniptunusne** Intllet-
ing you with my troubles, demanding
your sympathy, as If I'd etiy rigid
whatever— "
"I'm your father's friend, at least.
Miss Craven, and such as 1 in n - If
you care to think of me an your friend
too. I'll he very glad not to sny vain
glorious."
She wouldn't have been a human girl
had she laehial coquetry. A suspicion
o f mischief lightened the smile with
which she regarded him. head Jlldg-
mailcnll.v Inelltvsl a bit to one side.
"Mrs. Beggars tuff seetmt to think well
o f you— "
"She'« kind-hearted - and euslly
amused."
“ How you do continually cry your
self down! What Is otic to think?"
"When a man has Mse grace to speak
humbly o f himself. Miss Crnveti, listen
" Ith gratitude and iimnietiieut: truth
Is rare music In tills world
"Y et you urge your friendship iijsin
me."
"It Is all I have to offer," he dropped
for a moment Ids Wintering tone:
"poor currency, perhaps, but not coun
te r fe it; lightweight, hut without alloy."
Then suddenly sin was grave again.
"You are kind," she averred wistfully,
"and— I need friends."
Not a Bite of
Breakfast Until
You Drink Water
Bay« « g la «« of hot water and
phosphate provanta Illness
and koepa us fit.
Just ns coal, when It burna. h aves
behind a certain amount of Incom
bustible material in the form of nshes,
so the food und drink taken day after
day leaves In the alimentary canal a
certain amount of Indlgestlblo mater
ial. which If not completely eliminated
from the syatem each day, becomes
food for the mlllloua of bacteria which
Inhst the bowels. From this nmsa of
left over waste, toxins and ploiiialii-
llku [Hilsons are formed and sucked
Into the blood.
Mon and women who can't get feel-
log right must begin to tukn Inside
lmths. Before eating breakfast each
morning drink u glass o f real hot
water with a teaspoonful of limestone
phosphate In it to wash out of the
thirty feet of bowels the previous
day's accumulation of poisons and
toxins and to keep the entire alimen
tary canal dean, pure and fresh.
Those who are subject to sick hcad-
iche, colds, biliousness, constipation,
others who wake up with had taste,
foul breath, backache, rheumatic stiff
ness. or have a sour, gassy stomach
nfter meals, are urged to get a quarter
pound of llmeatone phosphate from
the drug store, and begin practicing
Internul sanitation.
This will OMt
very little, but Is sufficient to make
anyone an enthusiast on the subject.
Remember Inside bathing la more
Important than outside bathing, be
cause the skin pores do not absorb
Impurities Into the blood, causing poor
health, while the bowel pores do. Just
as soap und hot water cleanses, sweet
ens und freshens the skin, oo hot water
and limestone phosphate act on the
stomach, liver, kidneys and bowels.
CH APTER IV.— Continued.
—5—
But before she could re-collect her
wits and slip quietly away Craven ab
ruptly lifted Ills head and looked di
rectly at his daughter; and now she
knew him positively. Though his Jaw
dropped, his mouth gaped, and his eyes about you. I shall probuldx marry 1dm.
for the egotism. Tin* register of my
stared proratnentlv from a countenance * I can t wish hltu greater gtH>d for- j sell .esteem is uow subnormal."
that In a twinkling darkened portent- tune." said Lydia quietly.
" I didn't mean to he unpleasant, Mr,
ously above the blank pallor o f his
“ You are a dear!
And so beatitl- Traft.
shirt bosom, in every lineament he was ful— I’m Jealous. I»o you think. Tad,
"IV iift, please. Thus far you’ve done
Thaddeus Craven of the seiuplternally It is wise to have two blondes In one me good; but If you say more, betray
youthful face, showed never a line to family? Don't answer, please. It’s a the least real Interest In me. I’ll get
declare he wasn’t thirty-one but a riddle I must solve to my own satis- chesty and need taking down again,
round decade older.
faction before I listen to you again. And I’m forgetting Craven."
For a moment whose tension lent It But— I'm serious— think It over.”
" l i e was here only n few minutes
the length o f many, father and duugh-
With a transient tightening o f her ago, and promised t.. come back before
ter remained transfixed and staring, grasp on Lydia’s shoulders, a pressure long."
Then his emotion communicated Itself that conveyed a hint o f friendliness
"Then may I wait? You don’t mind?"
to the woman in his arms. Startled and 1 the woman turned away.
"N o," snld the girl. “ Indeed. I've
wondering, she unveiled her eyes,
“ N o !" she Insisted when Craven something to tell you. Y' ou ' tc pruls«*d
caught a shadowed glimpse o f the third promptly ranged himself at her side, him to my face, and that makes me
figure, disengaged, and drew away. And j "L et me go for tonight. Tad. I d pro- want to tell you. I'm not Lucy Car-
Craven suffered this without a sign to fer to be alone to think things out. teret, really, Mr. Traft. My name Is
indicate that he had not forgotten her, J Tomorrow, perhaps— "
Lydia Craven. Thaddeus Craven Is
maintaining his poise nnd stare with a
H er smile flashed uncertainly toward my father."
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fixity that, penetrating Lydia’s confu- j Lydia as she disappeared round the
"Oh. I say J" Peter stared Incredu-
sion, stirred her curiosity.
shoulder o f the deckhouse.
lously. "Not Tad Craven’s daughter!
Taking one step toward him, she 1 Craven delayed, however, barely long You’re serious?”
paused again, lifted one hand in a ges- enough for a word, "W alt
here— I
'‘Quite."
ture at once apologetic and appealing, sha'n’t he long."
He nodded. " I see yon are.
But—
and said falteringly. “ Daddy— ”
Lydia said nothing, but watched him j well—you have surprised tue. I don't
With visible effort Craven pulled
go with eyes confused with pain, »he ; suppose a soul who knows him would
himself together and made an attempt , who had found herself suddenly rele- believe Tad Craven anything but a
In The Bill.
to speak; hut only a husky whisper , gated from the status o f a well-beloved j convinced bachelor!”
" I ’m afraid,” said the Junior member
rattled In liis throat. Then his glance , child to thut of u stumbling block In ; So— it was true*—Craven had never
of the law firm, "that wo are caus
veered uncertainly to Mrs. Merrtlees.
; the path of her father's ambition, who mentioned his daughter to his friends!
ing our client unnecessary trouble."
Abruptly this lust, overcoming her could no longer doubt that he had staring son ward, Lydia worked her
"oh . that's all right," rejoined the
Do you believe that Thaddeus
senior member; “ we'll charge him for
astonishment, precipitated* the situa-
planned to keep her existence secret hands together gen tly; anil, watching
Craven It an honett man? And
IL” — Boston Transcript.
tion. The blush that had shadowed until his marriage to
this Mrs. Merri- tier closely, the man saw her face fugt-
doe* it occur to you that he may
her exquisite face ebbed again, leaving lees o f the fubulous fortune should be tlvely convulsed. And wisely lie held
try to get rid of Lydia In order
Hard Prescription.
it incomparably fair, fc'tie threw back : a consummated fact.
j silence.
to Inture the tuccets of hit
Doctor— My dear sir, you muat give
her shoulders and took full advantage
She stood desolate amid a debris of ; "Airs. Beggnrstaff knows,” the girl
project*— whatever they may be?
your wife some considerable change at
of her inches.
illusions, who had never known u moth- j said presently, "und Mrs. Merri lees,
once.
“ Really. Miss Carteret—" she began; er, and now had lost a father. H er and I dare say by tomorrow nil his
Husband—Can't do It. doctor; you've
ITU Mi. ( I M i M f.D.1
and then her voice o f crystal clearness ! eyes filled. He hadn’t even kissed her j acquaintances on the ship will know,
got It all.— Baltimore American.
broke in a
cool and tinkling laugh. : after five years' separation! Resting j So, you see. I’m not violating his con-
“ Oh, do forgive me, Mrs. Merrilees ’ nrms upon the taffrall, she turned a
Send 10c to Dr. Fierce Invalids’ Ho
tel, Buffalo, for large trial (utekag* of
I never dreamed—I expected to find forlorn fuce to the uight-clud sen. her
my father alone— ”
j mood fraught with vast disconsolutlon.
j increase of the Pesky Eng'ljh Impor "A n u ric” for kidneys, cures backache.
“ Father!”
With that iteration o f A footfall sounded behind her, and
tation la Quite Eaa'ly Ac
In New York.
superb insolence, Mrs. Merrilees be- she wheeled sharply about to join Issue
counted For.
Hotel Clerk— Do you want a room
came once more completely mistress o f with her father. But it wus I'eter
with a bath?
herself; and if her tone cried scorn Traft who, briskly rounding the deck-
Mr. F. L. Burns, the bird census
Uncle lllrain— Waal, noo, I don't
upon a presumptuous girl, her look de- house, pulled up short at sight o f that
man, has recently be«n taking a cen calculate I ’ll be here Saturday night.
manded explanation of the man.
! tense young person, Lydia, with her
sus o f English sparrows, and hls esti — Princeton Tiger.
But Craven had needed no more time shoulders back, her chin up, and defl-
mate Is that there arc 1(13,000 millions
to make good his recovery. It was his ! ance n-gllmmer In her eyes,
of this Interesting bird In this coun
familiar self who stepped into this
“ I beg your pardon— ” He peered
try. W e presume that thlH Is so, nl- D O N ’ T C U T O U T
I though we hove no accurate means of
breach, amiable, unruffled, perhaps a I eagerly to make certain; for the moon
checking off Ills figures, except that,
shade too devil-may-care; but to bal- was Just then thinly veiled In cloud,
cnce that there was a not unbecoming | - i t ’» Miss Carteret, isn't it?"
judging by the sound Just outside of
ring of deference in his voice. “ I’m
"Yes, Mr. Traft," said the girl qul-
our window In the morning we should
FOR
afrald." he said, “ my surprise knocked etiy, relaxing. “ Good evening.”
think that imsslbly Mr. Burns had un
derestimated the total.
me silly for a moment. Lydia, I d no
u e seemed puzzled by her manner,
- »ADt MSA« Mb Ü % Oil (H I
idea you were on hoard; but you seem started to say something, reconsidered
The English sparrow has thus In
already to know Mrs. Merrilees. Betty, «harply, then ventured with engaging
creased, from the time lie first catne will reduce them and leave no blemishes.
over to this country, much more than Stop» lameness promptly. Does not blis
permit me to present my daughter.”
deference, “ It's good to see you up and
“ Your daughter. Tad?” There was about nguin.”
we have. We are only about 113 mil ter or remove the hair, ami horse can be
unpropitlous raillery in the woman’s
lions, nnd he Is lfi!',,OO0. How cun this worked, f 2 a bottle delivered. Book 6 M free.
"It feels pretty good, thank you,"
A H S O n n iN K , J I t . tor mankind, lb. antimwlc
tone.
Increase be accounted for?
she said, with a smile that gave him
liniment I f It* »I*. Etuis'-«. In tel, ft writing«, V sn rote V ria i.
Craven replied only by a bow.
Allay*
Farn an I Inflsromst o.n. Pm r I I amt
s Urftlr tf
Quite
easily.
Since
he
enme
he
has
cournge.
“ Do you realize this is my first inti-
attended strictly to business. He hns d n u flx * ot d eliver«!. W i ll (eU you more If yo a write.
‘Hope I didn’t startle you, galuraph-
tnation that you were asking me to he- ¡ng into your solitude without warning,
not had time to pnss any eugenic V . f. YOUNG, P.D.F., 40J Ttmpl« St.. Sfrlsgfltld, Mix*.
entne u stepmother?
Fact is, I was looking for old Tad Cra-
laws; he has hud no medlcnl profes
I \e much to tell you, Betty,” Cra- ven. We're needing a fourth. I don't
sion. H e Is not interested In politics,
\en answered with grave simplicity; suppose you know Craven, though?"
serums or motorcars. He Is not a high
v>*<. x
»
tHon. turning to his daughter, “ Lydia,
-Oh, yes. I ’ve known Mr. Craven a
brow. He lives In the fresh air most
Mrs. Merrilees has just done me the j long time.”
“ You Are Kind," She Averred Wist of the time and does all of hls own
honor to promise to become my wife, ; “ Really? He’s a wonder, isn’t he?"
housework. He supports no hospitals,
fully, “ and— I Need Friends."
and— the truth is— ’’
lias developed no literature, marries
Tra ft exclaimed with enthusiasm.
"T o come ou t!" Airs. Merrilees sup “ Everybody’s friend— not an enemy in fldence. Only you spoke o f him so und unranrries when lie feels like It
plied incisively.
the world. I don’t believe there’s a warmly that you made me want you nnd. In fuct, does us he d----- pleases.
He laughed a little awkwardly. "Kx- better-liked man in New York— our to understand.” A quaver touched her Why should he rot Increase? For be
tone; but she persisted; “ I ’m afraid ing what an American citizen ought to Symptoms of More Seriotm
nctly! I mean to say, it was all quite New York, that Is.”
I
unpremeditated. Jt isn’t fifteen min
“ Your New York? You see. I ’ve al ’ve made a great mlstnke— embar be, he has the best o f us beater, to n
utes since we found we— ah— loved ways lived in England, and have lots rassed him horribly, turning up this frazzle.— Life.
way. But I didn’t know he was a pus-
each other; since when I —have been to learn about— home.”
rather too preoccupied to advise Airs,
Y/nshingtnn I ’ark, 111.— “ I om the
“ Sheer snobbery on rny part,” I’ eter senger. I supposed, o f course, he was
Smaller Farms In California.
Merrilees o f all my affairs. In another j admitted cheerfully.
“ I meant the at home— In New York— ”
In California the farms originally mother o f four children and have suf-
1 fered w ith feninlo
Much o f Peter’s charm Iny In hls In were the old "Spanish land grunts,’
hour, of course, she would have known, very small part o f New York that we
trouble, backache,
As It Is if the fact of my prior mar- infest, whom my friend Mr. Martin stinctive recognition o f those times usually o f enormous extent
In a
nervous spoils an l
riagt ”
||kM to cnu tbe ‘idle rich.’ . I f be only when It Is wisest to say nothing. No fashion, these grout holdings— validat
the blues. My chil
body could leave everything unsaid In ed by the American government when
“ Tad !” Mrs. Alerrilees Interjected . knew !”
dren’s loud talking
with n spirit that commanded hls def
a wny more eloquent o f sympathetic California curno into the Union—bava
“ But are you?”
und romping would
erence. “ We’re neither of us fools.
“ I'm afraid I'm Idle enough; hut ns comprehension. Ho he stood very still, remained as ranches. Today the peo
make me so nervous
Don’t overdo things. You’re talking for riches. I’m poverty’s poor relation.” covertly watching her face and won ple are learning that both ?«>r taxa
I could ju st tear
stupidly— quite unlike yourself.
I
dering.
"But what do you do?”
tion und production, small fauns nr«j
everyth ing to piocea
don’t care to hear more until you’ve
" I couldn't help It— They forced me better, and :t m*.»v*n.iii: to bring this
"Oh, I play a good hand at bridge,
and 1 would ache all
found your bearings; and I want time a fair racket at tennis, nnd am always to It— the people I lived with In Lon About Is under way.— fndlunapo’la
o ver and feel ao sick
to find inine, into the bargain. That's on hand to fill in when somebody don. I knew It wasn’t right, because 1 News.
that I would n o t
fair, Isnx It?”
doesn’t show up for dinner." The least didn’t love him. How can oae inarry
w ant anyone to talk
“ Nothing more so,” he affirmed cheer trace o f bitterness .flavored this gratu a person one doesn't love? But when
Easily Changed.
to mo at times. Lyd ia E. Pink ham’s
fully.
itous nccount of himself, nnd the per I wrote to daddy he wouldn’t even an
“ Is your portable garage satlsfac V e g e ta b le Compound and L iv e r Fills re
"Then I'll leave you to your— family oration was accompanied by an uneasy swer, and I couldn’t help It— I had to tory?”
stored me to health and I wnnt to thank
reunion I"
laugh. “ In short, I ’m what your Eng run aw ay! And now, o f course, he’s
“ Oh, yes,” replied the suhurbun you fo r the good they have done mo. I
Fugitlvely Craven's eyes conveyed lish friends call a waster. But please furious with me— turning up here like dweller, “ It suits me very well and I’m
hnvc had quite a b it o f troublo and
what was at once a demand and an don’t think thut I'm bidding for serious the had penny—"
glad for my w ife’s sake that I bought w orry but it does not a ffect m y youth
appenl. But before Lydia could re consideration.”
“ Why should he resent thnt? I don’t the portable kind.”
ful looks. My friends sny ‘ W h y do you
spond Mrs. Alerrilees anticipated, with
“ I understand," the girl snld quietly. see why he couldn’t have told us he
“ Why so?”
look so young and w ell ? ’ I owe it all
n quick movement crossing to drop her
“ I didn’t mean to bore you, either.” bad a daughter—especially one like
“ She’s hud It moved half a do/vn to the Lydia E. Pinkham rem edies."
hands lightly upon the girl’s shoulders.
“ You didn’t; but you made me think you ! It seems to me, the Innocent by times because she didn't think It look«? — Mrs. R o u t . H t o p ie l , Sage Avenue,
"Aly dear Miss Craven!” she said — and wonder.”
stander, that Tad hadn't any right to well from the street.”
W ashington Park, Illinois.
with un odd little catch In her voice.
“ Why I’m content to be— so use pose— ”
I f you have any symptom about which
“ I ’m not sure yet I ought to call you less?”
Proving the Boast.
“ D on't! W e mustn’t misjudge him.
L ydia; but I ’m awfully fond o f your
She nodded, with her shadowy smile. You’re his friend: surely you ought
“ Didn't you ted m..* your dog could you would like to know w rite to tho
Lydia E. Pinkham Medicine Co., Lynn,
father, and— and if I can get over what
A wry grin answered that "You to make allowances for him, If I can. lick anything in right?"
Mass., fo r helpful advice given free o f
doesn't seem an unfair suspicion that certainly take the curse off o f It," Traft I'm sure he must hnwo had bis rea
“ Sure I d !i
He's licking the sugar
charge.
he's kept me too long In tbe dark averred. “ Candor like yours 1« good sons— good enough reasons, If we only off the top ot jour cake uow.”
WHY THE SFARROW THRIVES
A Shoe Boil,Capped
Hock or Bursitis
A B S O R B I n e
NERVOUSNESS
AND BLUES
Sickness.