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r PLACED HOMY- HAROLD MACGM Picure$ CD. UUi JUVW A ft. SYNOPSIS. Eleanora de Toscnna was singing In Paris. whlrh nprhnns. Accounted for Eu- vrard Courtlandt'a appearance there. Mul timillionaire, lie wanuerea aooui wiern fancy dictated. He might bo In Paris ono day and Kamchatka the next. KoHowlnc the opera ho goes to a cafe and Is ac costed by a pretty young woman. She cave him the address of Flora Deslmone, vocal rival of Toscana. and Flora gives him the address of Eleanora, whom ho Is determined to see. Courtlandt enters Eleanora's apartments. She orders him out and shoots at him. Tho next day Paris Is shocked by the mysterious dis appearance of the prima donna. Realizing that he may bo suspected of the abduc tion of Eleanora Courtlandt arranges for an alibi. Eleanora reappears and accuses Courtlandt of having abducted her. Ills alibi is satisfactory to the police and the charge Is dismissed. Eleanora llecs to Lake Como to rest after the shock. She Is followed by a number of her admirers, among them the prince who really pro cured her abduction. Courtlandt atso goes to Como and there meets Jlmmle Harrl gan, retired prizefighter and father of. El eanora. whose real name Is Nora Harrl gan. Harrfgan- takes Courtlandt Into his favor at once. CHAPTER VII Continued. "The moth and the candle," mused Courtlandt. "That will be Nora Harrl gan. How long has this Infatuation been going on?" "Year and a half." "And the other side?" "There Isn't any other side," ex ploded the artist. "She's worried to death. Not a day passes but some scurrilous penny-a-liner springs come yarn, some beastly Innuendo. She's been dodging the fellow for months. In Paris last year she couldn't move without running Into him. This year she changed her apartment, and gave orders at the Opera to refuse her ad dress to all who asked for it. Conse quently she had some peace. I don't know why it is, but a woman in public life seems to be a target" "The penalty of beauty, Abby. Home ly -women seldom are annoyed, unless they become suffragists." The colonel poured forth a dense cloud of smoke. "What, brand Is that, Colonel?" asked Courtlandt, choking. The colonel generously produced his pouch. "No, no! I was about to observe that it Isn't ambrosia." "Rotter!" The soldier dug the of fender in the ribs. "I am going to have the Harrigans over for tea this afternoon. Come over! You'll lite the family. The girl is charming; and the' father is a sportsman to the back bone. Somo silly fools laugh behind his back, but never before his face, And my word, I know rafts of gentle men who are not fit to stand in his shoes." "I should like to meet Mr. Harrl gan." Courtlandt returned his gaze to the window once more. - "And his daughter?" said Abbott, -curiously. "Oh, surely!" "I may count on you, then?" The colonel stowed away the offending brier. "And you can stay to dinner." "I'll take the dinner end of the in vitation," was the reply. "I've got to go over to Menaggio to see about some papers to be signed. If I can make the three o'clock boat in re turning, you'll see me at tea. Dinner at all events. I'm off." Courtlandt walked up the .street leisurely, idly pausing now and then before the shop windows. Apparently he had neither object nor destination; yet his mind was busy, so busy in Ifact that he looked at tho various curios without truly seeing them at all. A delicate situation, which need ed the lightest handling, confronted him. Ho must wait for an overt act, then ho might proceed as he pleased. How really helpless ho was! He could not force her hand because she held all the cards and ho nono. Yet ho was determined this tlmo to play tho ugamo to tho end, even If tho task was equal to all those of Hercules rolled Into ono, and nono of tho gods on his eldo. At the hotel bo asked for his mall,, arid wua given a formidable packet which with a Ik1 of discontent, ho clipped Into a pocket, strolled out into the garden by (ho witter, and nut down to read. To liU nurprJiio thoro wan a nolo, without to'P or potfiirk. Ho oywiud IU wildly ouiloui to Iwn who U W Ihul Jd (Jiiflovared hi w Hi AfSjK aim once In Dellagglo bo quickly, Tho on volopo contained nothing moro than a neatly folded bank note for ono hun dred francs. Ho oyed It stupidly. What might this mean? Ho unfolded It and smoothed It out ncroBs his kneo, and tho hazo of puzzlement drifted away. Throo bars from La Dohomo. Ho laughed. So tho llttlo lady of tho Taverno Itoyalo was In DcllagBlol CHAPTER VIII. Marguerites and Emeralds. By cloven o'clock Courtlandt had finished tho reading of his mall, and wns now ready to hunt for tho llttlo lady of tho Tavorno Royalo. It was necessary to find her. The whore nbouts of Flora Deslmono was of vital Importance. If Bho had not yet ar rived, tho presenco of her friend pre saged her ultlnmto arrival. Ho roso and proceeded on his quest Before tho photographer's shop ho saw a dachol wrathfully challenging a cat on tho balcony of tho adjoining building. Tho cat know, and so did tho puppy, that It was all buncombe on tho puppy's part; tho usual Euro pean war scare, In which ono of tho belligerent parties refused to como down becnuso It wouldn't have been worth while, thoro being tho usual powers ready to Intervene, Courtlandt did not bother about tho cat; tho puppy claimed his attention. Ho was very fond of dogs. So ho reached down suddenly and put an end to the sharp challenge. Tho dachel struggled valiantly, for thlB breed of dog doos not mako friends easily. "I say, you llttlo Dutchman, what's tho row? I'm not going to hurt you. Funny little codger! To whom do you belong?" Ho turned tho collar around, read tho Inscription, and gently put the puppy on tho grouud. Nora Harrlgan! His Immedlato lmpulso was to walk on, but somehow this Impulse refused "We'd Look Fine Drinking Tea, Wouldn't We, Old Scout?" to act on his Benso of locomotion. Ho waited, dully wondering what was go ing ta happen when she came out. He had left her room that night in Paris, vowing that ho would never intrude on her again. With tho recollection of that bullet whizzing past his ear, ho had been convinced that tho play was done. True, she had testified that it had been accidental, but never would he forget tho look in her eyes. It was not pleasant to remember. And still, as the needlo is drawn by tho magnet, hero ho was, In Bellagglo. Ho cursed his weakness. . . . Ah, voices! Ho stepped aside quickly. q "Fritz, Fritz; whero aro you?" And a moment later she came out, followed by her mother . . . and the llttlo lady of tho Taverne Iloyale. Did Nora seo him? It was impossible to tell. Sho simply stooped and gathered up tho puppy, who struggled deter minedly to lick her face. Courtlandt lifted his hat. It was in nowise of fered as an act of recognition; it was merely tho mechanical courtesy that a man generally pays to any woman in whose path ho chances to be for tho breath of a second. Tho three women In immaculato white, hatless, but with sunshades, passed on down tho street. "Nora, who was that?" aBked Mrs. Harrlgan, y "Who was who?" countered Nora, snuggling the wriggling dachol under her arm and throwing tho sunshado across her shoulder. "That flno-looklng young man who stood by tho door as wo passed out. Ho raised, his hat." "Oh, bothcrl I was looking at Fritz." CeJesto searched her faco keenly, but Nora looked on ahead serenely; not a quiver of 'an eyelid, not tho slightest change In color or expression. "Hho did not lilnl" thought tho muklolan, ourlouly ntlrrod. Hho knew her irlynd Wlurmy won, It would have bmi UnmslMa tor lw to hi v Boon that man and not to hnvo given ovldonco of tho fact, Mrs. Harrlgan took tho omnibus up to tho villa. It Was gonornlly too much of a climb for her. Nora and Celeste preferred to walk. "What am I going to do, Colosto? Ho Is horo, and over at Cndonabbla laat night I had n torrlblo ncono with him. In heaven's name, why can't thoy lot mo bo?" "Horr Roaou?" "Yes." "Why not apeak to your father?" "And havo a fisticuff which would appear In ovory nowspapor In tho world? No, thank you. Thoro Is onough scandalous stuff bolng prlntod ns It Is, and 1 am holploss to prevent It." As tho climb starts off Btiflly, thoro wasn't much inclination In olthor to talk. Colcsto had como to ono do clBlon, and that was that Nora should 11 nil out Courtlnndt'B presence hero In Bellagglo horBolf, When they arrlvod at tho villa gates, Colosto offerod a suggestion. "You could easily stop all this rumor and annoyance" "And, pray, how?" "Marry." "I prefer tho rumor and annoyanco. I hato men. Most of them aro boasts." "You aro prejudiced." If ColcBto expected Nora to reply tha Bho had reason, sho was disap pointed. Nora qulckonod hor paco, that was all. At luncheon Harrlgan Innocently throw a bomb Into camp by Inquiring: "Say, Nora, who's this chump Horr Rosen? Ho was up hero last night and again this morning. I was going to offer him tho cot on tho balcony, but I thought I'd consult you first." "Hcrr Rosen!" exclaimed Mrs. Har rlgan, a flutter In her throat "Why, that's . . ." "A charming young man who wishes mo to sign a contract to sing to him In perpetuity," Interrupted Norn, press ing her mother's foot warnlngly. "Well, why don't you marry him?" laughed Harrlgan. "There's worse things than frankfurters and oauor kraut." "Not that I can think of Just now," returned Nora. Harrlgan declared that ho would not go over to Caxley-Webstor'B to tea. "But l'vo promised for you!" ox postulated his wife. "And ho admires you so." "Bosh! You women can gad about as much ns you please, but I'm in wrong when it comes to eating spongo cako and knuckling my knees under a dinky willow table." Tho women departod nt three, for there was to bo tennis until five o'clock. When Harrlgan was reason ably suro that they wero half tho dis tance to the colonel's villa, ho put on his hat, whlstlpd to tho dachol, and together they took tho path to tho village. "We'd look flno drinking tea. wouldn't wo, old scout?" 'reaching down and tweaking tho dog's velvet ears. "Thoy don't understand, and It'B no uso trying to mako 'cm. Nora goto aB near na posslblo. Horr Rosen! Now, whero have I seen his phiz bo foro? I wish I had a real man to talk to. Abbott sulks half tho time, and tho Barono can't got a Joko un less it's driven in with a mallet On your way, old scout, or I'll step on you. Let's see If wo can hoof it down to tho village at a trot without taking tho count" Ho had but two errands to execute. Tho first was accomplished cxpedltcly in tho llttlo tobacconist's Bhop under tho arcade, whero tho purchaso of a box of Minghetti clgarB promised later Bolaco. Tho second errand took tlrno and deliberation. Ho studied the long shelves of Tauchnitz. Having red cor puscles in superabundance, ho natur ally preferred them in his literature, in tho samo quantity. "Ever read this?" asked a pleasant volco from behind, Indicating "Rodnoy Stono" with the ferrule of a cano. Harrlgan looked up. "No. What's it about?" "Best story of the London prlzo ring ever written. You're Mr. Harrlgan, aren't you?" "Yes," diffidently. "My narao la Edward Courtlandt. If I nm not mistaken, you wero a groat friend of ray father's." "Aro you Dick Courtlandt'a boy?" "I am." "Well, oay!" Harrlgan held out his hand and was gratified to encounter a man's grasp, "So you'ro Edward Courtlandt? Now, what do you think of that! Why, your father was tho best sportsman I ovor mot Square as thoy mako 'em. Not a kink nnywhero in his make-up. Ho used como to tho bouts in his plug hut and dress suit; always had a seat by tho ring. I could hear him tap with his cano when thoro happened to bo a bit of pretty sparring, Ho was no slouch hlmsolf when it carno tu putting on tho mitts, Many's tho tlmo l'vo had a round or two with him In my old gymnasium, Well, well! It's good to nee n man again. I've noon your numu In the papers, hut I never knew yvu was Dick's hoy. You've got an old grizzly' head In your dining room at homo, Home day I'll tell you how It Kot thuro, when you'ro not In a hurry, 1 wunt out in Montana for scrap, and your dad wont nlong. Aftor tho mill was over, wo went hunting, Como up to tho villa and moat the folltB. . . . Hang It, I forgot. Thoy'ro up to Coxley.Wobnter'u to toa; piffle water and sticky spongo cako. 1 want you to meet my wlfo and daughter." "I Bhould bo very plonsod to moot thorn." So this was Nora's father? "Won't you como along with mo to tho colonel's?" with Huddon Inspira tion. Horo was an opportunity not to bo thrust nsldo lightly. "Why, I Just bogged off. Thoy won't bo expecting mo now." "All tho better. I'd rnthor havo you Introduce mo to your family than to havo tho colonel. As a matter of fact, I told him 1 couldn't got up. Hut I changed my mind. Como along." "Hut thq pup and tho cigar box?" "Send them up." Harrlgan oyod hlB own spotless flannels and compared them with tho other's. What was good enough for tho son of a mllllonnlro was curtalnly good enough for him. Besides, It would bo n bully good Joko on Nora and Molly. "You'ro on!" ho cried. Hero was a lark. Ho turned tho dog and Uio purchases ovor to tho proprietor, who promised that thoy should arrive In stantly at tho villa. "Padre, my shoo pinches." said Nora with a pucker between her oyoH. "My child," replied the padro, "never carry your vanity Into n shoemaker's shop. The happiest man Is ho who walks In loose shoos." "If thoy aro hlu own, and not In herited," quickly. Tho padro laughed quietly. Ho was very fond of this now-found daughter of his. Hor spontaneity, hor bloom ing benuty, hor careless observation of convention, hor Independence, had cap tivated him. (TO IH8 CONTINUED.) CUBANS ALL LOVERS OF EASE Favorite Postures Aro Those of Indo lence In Furniture Specially Adapted for Comfort. In walking through tho ntroots ol Cuba ono would bo greatly entertained by glimpses through tho largo windows of what Is going on In tho parlors of tho different residences. Sometimes could bo seen only a night of small hands clasping tho bora of tho grato and tho dusky faces aud dark oyo peeping into tho street through tho curtained wlndown and scanning the passorsby. Then ngnln tho wholo room could bo seen with Its furniture and la dles sitting In languid postures enjoy ing tho breeze as It entered from with out They love to recline on sofas; their houses aro filled with rocking chalra Imported from tho United States, and they aro fond of silting In chairs tilted against tho wall, aa wo sometimes do at homo. In Cuba they have Invented a kind of chair which, by lowering tho back nnd mining tho knees, places tho sitter precisely In tho posturo ho would tako if ho nnt In a chair loaning backward against a wall. This Is, indeed, a luxurious and comfortable attltudo and it la not to bo wondorcd at that It Is a favorlto with lazy people, for It rolleves ono of tho troublo of keeping tho body straight CONVERT TO EQUAL SUFFRAGE 8mall Boy Had His Own Opinion as to Nerve of Men Who Refused It to Women. Tho small boy's mother nnd aunt had Just como In from tho prlmarloa. "Remembor, Manny," said hln aunt, "that whon you woro seven yoars old you saw your mother como In from vot ing for tho first time." Ho followed hor Into her room. "Why didn't you voto beforo?" ho domanded. "Men wouldn't let womon voto until now. Of course, good men liko your papa want all tho business In tbo world managed right. They aro going to lot women help at last" Tho small boy gave her a llttlo push. "Women aren't all thoro nro," he said, and marched haughtily out of the room. Ho went to his father that ovenlng, and ns mun to man asked: "Didn't womon uso to voto?" "No, but thoy aro voting now." "Why didn't thoy voto boforo? Weuldn't mon lot thom7" "No, I supposo not." "Woll mon had tholr nervol" Bald tho novon-yoarold lad. Probably Provision of Nature. Wo do not know why whlto Is an al most unknown color umong small birds. Possibly It may bo a wlso pro vision of nature for protectlvo pur poses, A whlto bird among greon leaves would bo a very conspicuous ob ject, and too easily soon by Its ene mies, uuch ns liawks, falcons, etc. First of All Things Is Work, "My udvlco to all boy Is, 'Workl' Thoy oan't nil ho (iojiIuuon, hut they can ll work find without work oven tho most hrllllunt Junius will he of vry Htllo ooil,"rtlr John MJIIuU, Save 20 Per Cent on Coffee AND GET UETTER COEFEE Urnutiful Cup nnd SiiUcor Froo with ovory B-pound purchase. Flue Pounds of the Great Arcadia Blend Fresh Roan ted Cofreo for $1.11. Prepaid by Parcel Post. Order Now I PACIFIC COAST COFFEE CO. 308 PJnc Street. Portland, Oregon A Successful Day. "Woll, I ruohh I'll havo to congratu late you for mire," aald tho proprietor of tho nlaco an tho uummer hoarder closed tho gate. "On whnt7" "On your luek an n fisherman." "Why, 1 havon't had any luck. 1 didn't catch a fish." "I wumi't lalltln' 'bout fish. I was tnlkln' about that fancy polo and reel you brought along. When you atarted out this mornln' 1 was powerful afraid Homobody would (ako 'em away from you." Washington Star. Wonder What She Meant? "I'rml, do you remiimher wnwro you woro In 1010?" miked Iho brldo of a fuw mouths. "Why, no, dear, I don't remembor axactly," replied tho young husband. "Why do you ask 7" "Why, I was rending today In tho paper that It Ih mild that In 1910 ono pemou In every 800 In thu United Htatcs wiih In prison." Her Weak Point. "Had to got rid of my stenogra pher." "Wasn't nho Hpoody enough nt dic tation?" "Yon; but It took her all day to sharpen a lead pencil." Dalian News. Ice men nro threatened with arrest. But the charges will probably melt away boforo thoy get Into court. your own nnuofji.vr witt iv.iu you Try Murlim Kjencmwlr for lt-l. WK, Mulrrjr Kjrr ftiiil flrniniltttrj Kelld; No hmiMliif iuol.Kyx Cumfort. Wrllr for IImVoI llin r.fo by wall tre. Murine Kye llnmrJr C CUIcnfo. President Wilson was downed by ft dlnnor, Kvn old m:iu Htierta bit off mora than ho could nwallow. Anfa have boon found In Dalmatln that actually make bread by chewing Bocdn Into pulp, forming It in loaves, baking thorn In tho sun and then stop lug them nwny for fiituro use. , Ho's away on lilt vacation, ' That most important man, Funny how tho ahnp keepa open, Without his brain to plan! Not Enough. r ''If I were you I wouldn't attempt to build n $10,000 house," doolarod tho architect. "Why not?" "Woll, you ny you only Havo ?10, 000." UoHtou Transcript It's n cold dny In town wlleti no or ganization has a picnic on theso llmcm. Just So. "Why do you call yourself n ToS It n fo5r norlal artist?" "It'll this way," explained tho bar ber. And then ho went on to Illustrate with a few culs. Pittsburg Pont Putnaip Fadeless Dyes do not stain tho hands. Classified. Whonovor wo seo a man who wenra a big, flashy diamond ring wo expect to hoar him nay "them kind" and "bus wont." Chicago llcconMIornld., Thcro was n young woman of Wor cester, Who won much fame na n borcoator. Whon asked why mich prnluo Alwayn filled all her lays, Said: "A chicken can crow liko n rorcostorl" Aftor 33 years of contlnuotiH service as a trustee of Columbia University, Selh Low ha resigned. Kor 10 years of this period, from 1800 to 1000, Mr Low wu8 president of tho university. Many a man has his hands open to receive tho girl of his cholco only alio objects to going Into the hands of a receiver. 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