In the
East and the
West
By H. M. EGBERT
(Copyright. WIS, by W. O. Chupman.)
Will Thorro had been sent West
three years before-. Ho had been an
Idler and extravagant; at last his fa
ther, who had always dealt with tho
boy rather harshly, refused to assist
him further unless ho entered his Iron
foundry and settled down. Angry
words had arisen, and In tho end Will
had packed his suitcase and gone
West with a hundred dollars In his
pockets.
His sweetheart, Marton Vanslttart.
had scolded him for his decision. She
had reminded htm. petulantly, that sho
could neither marry a poor man nor
wait for ever. Ho had kissed her and
told her that ho would return with his
fortune made. And for a few months
sho had written. Then her letters be
came shorter and less frequent; Anally
they ceased altogether.
It was more than two years since
he had heard from her. And gradual
ly tho new life had woven Itself about
him, and he had ceased to care.
Then he had received a mysterious.
Rode Slowly Down the Valley.
unsigned message asking him to be at
the railway depot at a certain hour, to
meet the train. And he bad gone, to
find Jim Tremont waiting there. Jim
was passing through on his way to
California, he told him, and ho had
heard he was in that part of the
country. Did Will know that his fa
ther was dead and he was the sole
heir to five million dollars? He bad
better write home quickly, because ev
eryone was searching for him, and he
had only heard of his address by
chance.
"I suppose you'll be back East In a
week, and holding out at the club,"
said Jimmy casually, as he shook
hands and said good-by.
It was that that made Will think
be had really changed. How could ho
associate those elusive memories
which he had almost forgotten with
this life that bad taken possession of
him?
He thought of Norma Gale, the
daughter of the old homesteader
down tho valley. How was he to tell
her? The girl, educated and refined
as were all the people of the district,
was utterly unpresentable In the sort
of society In which he bad moved.
Sho had never worn a gown with a
low neck In her life. She would be
helpless among a crowd of people such
as Marion Vanslttart!
Vet it never occurred to Will that
ho could do anything but go. It bad
never entered bis mind that he was
to stay permanently In the West
A man on horseback was riding up
to his cabin. Will watched him as ho
approached. Visitors were something
of an event in the settlement, and
Will knew the rider as tho telegraphist
In the cluster of houses that had
grown up around tho depot and was
called a city.
"Wlro for you, Thorpe!" ho an
nounced briefly.
Will took the message and opened It.
He stared at It as If ho did not .un
derstand. It was from Marlon. She
bad learned bis address, she said
probably everyone could discover tho
address of a millionaire and sho was
passing through on her way East from
tbo San Francisco exposition. Sho
-would stay an hour while they changed
engines. Would be meet her?
"Thanks," said Will to the telegraph
9 1st, and watched him rldo down tho
bill.
Yes, be was going East, and going
I back to Marlon. For n moment tt
old llfo enmo rushing over him. wU
Its memories, Its thousand nllun
merits. And tho new lire meant notl
Ing.
Ho mounted his horso nnd rodn
slowly dowu tho valley. Ho had no
destination In mind, but suddenly ho
realized that ho was approaching tho
homesteader's house. And at tho door
stood Norma, in her BiinbonnoL
Sho greotod him. "Won't you como
In and take somo tea?" sho asked.
"1 hear you nro golug East, Mr.
Thorpe."
die dismounted, and now ho saw
that her lips wero trembling. How
had sho known ho was going EaBtt
Did news tly ns fust In this settlement
as In tho great world? And what did
It matter to her?
"Yes, 1 nra going East, Norma." ho
answered, taking her hands In his.
"I I congratulate you," sho an
swered quietly. Uut ho snw tho tears
In her eyes,
"You havo meant so much to mo,"
ho said impulsively. "I halo tho
thought of going. And yet it Is my
duty, I Buppose."
"Then you must go," said tho girl
softly. She was smiling very bravely
at him. "Won't you como In?"
"No 1 can't now," ho said crudely.
"Norma. I shall I shall see you again
before I go."
She nodded, nnd he knew tho mean
Ing of her silence. Tho girl enrod for
him, and In her unsophisticated wny
was incapable of concealment. Ho
saw her walk back quickly into tbo
cabin.
Marlon's train was to arrlvo tho fol
lowing morning. Will rodo down to
tho depot with a heavy heart. Tho
old and tho new were tugging at it.
and he dtd not know which pulled him
tho harder.
Tho train was pulling in. Ho bad
stood on tho platform In a sort of
daze. Now he awakened suddenly,
and ho felt his heart heating hard In
anticipation. Tho men about tho plat
form were watching him curiously: Ho
looked Into the carriages of tho train
as it camo to a halt. Ho walked Its
length. Marion was not there. Had
sho missed her train?
"Still dreaming, Will?" asked" a hard
volco over his shoulder.
He started round, to seo Marion,
with a party of girl friends, dressed In
tho height of fashion, looking at him
with a smile.
"Dear me, I must bo very hard to
find," she said. "Well! When aro
you coming homo?"
The hardness of her tones struck
him like a blow. Surely ho had
changed out of all recognition If he
had ever thought Marlon's volco boau
tlful. The girl whom ho had loved
to the point of Infatuation stood ro
vealed to blm as an artificial, hard
young woman, without tbo slightest
charm.
"I think It waB very wrong of you
not to wrlto to mo for so long," sho
continued. "But I forgive you, Will.
Wo can forgive a man with millions
anything, can't wo, Dora?"
Tho girl addressed as Dora mur
mured something. Tho whole party
was taken aback, not to say shocked,
at the sight of this man in tbo cowboy
clothfs. And ho was a millionaire!
Ho was Will Thorpe of Harvard and
Boston!
Perhaps Marlon shrewdly divined
the change that hod occurred In him,
for she drew him aside.
"Will, I know I ought to bavo been
moro serious," she said, "But you
can't think how startling and ridicu
lous you look, dressed 11 ko ono of
these natives. Listen, Will, nnd let
me explain. I have always cared for
you Just as much, but I couldn't bo
engaged to a beggar. You seo that
for youself, don't you? And every
body understood that your father was
going to cut you out of his will, In
stead of leaving you the solo heir. I
am Just as fond of you, Will."
Will Thorpe looked at her with slow
ly rising anger. Sho did not reallzo
what sho was saying. Had he ever
been like that? Was that tho kind of
man that ho bad been, that sho so con
fidently imagined he was still? ,
"So when aro you coming homo,
Will?" sho continued. "When are you
coming homo to mo?" sho added
softly.
Tho train conductor blew his whis
tle. Will looked her full In tho fnco.
"Never!" ho answered roughly.
Tho party was moving toward tho
train. Will saw tho look of amazed
indignation upon Marlon's face. Ho
broko from her. Ho mounted tho
horso that was tethered to a post out
sldo tho depot. The train was start
ing. But Will was riding for tho
mountain slopes, and his "never" rang
in his ears llko tho sound of a chanted
chorus.
Ho flung himself from bis horso at
the cabin door which hid at that mo
ment all that lite held most proclous
for him.
"Normal" he shouted, hammering
with his knuckles.
He heard ber footsteps; ho saw nor
stand beforo blm; bo caught ber In
bis arms.
"Norma! I havo come home to
you," ho cried.
AboutBPortgal
H . ,.-v f ;-f K ' ,
Lisbon's Beautiful Harbor
PORTUGAL, tho most recent na
tion to bo drawn Into tho maol
strorn of tho European war,
was onco a part of tbo ancient
Roman province of Lusltnnla, saya
a builotln issued by tho National Geo
graphic society.
With a population scarcely exceed
ing tho combined population of Now
York city. Jorsoy City, and Nownrk,
and an area In Europe less than tho
state of Indiann, Portugal has not
played a major rolo In tho politics of
continental Europe in many years,
not, In fact, slnco Wollcsloy, after
ward tho Duko of Wellington, land
ed his English forces nnd, with tho
aid of natlvo troops, defoated Soult
and Massona, Napoleon's marshals, In
tho two peninsular campaigns.
But tho colonial empire of Portugal
is out of all proportion to tho Im
portance of tho homo country, in
fact hero wero, nt tho beginning of
tho war, only three other countries In
Europe Great Britain, France, and
Germany whoso flngs floated ovor
moro territory beyond tho boundarlos
of tho homo country. Tho combined
area of tbo Now England and North
Atlantic states would equal less than
one-fourth of tho territory under tho
dominion of the tiny republic occupy
ing tho western edgo of tho Iberian
peninsula, whoso navigators In tho fif
teenth and sixteenth century wore tho
wonders of tho world. Yet all this
vast territory is held by 8,000 colo
nial troops, supplemented by natlvo
armies.
Peasants Are Poets.
A curious nnomaly Is to bo found
among the peasants of Portugal, who
aro classified cs among tho most Il
literate of Western Europe, yet among
tho most Intelligent. Many of tho
farmers thrco-flfths of tho population
is devoted to agricultural pursuits
havo a romarkablo gift for versifica
tion, and many of tho poems of tho
country aro handed down from gen
eration to generation without being
recorded. Tho peasants also aro noted
for their sobriety, and yot tho annual
production of wlno exceeds 25 gallons
for each Inhabitant. So great, In fact,
Is tho product of tho vlnoyards that
In the cities tho varioun qualltlos of
water are discussed with kconor In
terest than tho grades of wine'.
Whllp Portugal's maritime glory Is
a thing of tho past, a largo number
of Portuguese still follow tho sea for
a livelihood, and the fishing Industry
Is Important. Tho Portuguoso sar
dines, however, arc, preserved in Ital
ian olive oil, although ono-flftecnth of
tho cultivated area of tho nation is
given over to olive groves, for tho pro
duction of oils of a cheap grade.
The Portuguese peasant woman Is
an Important bread wluner, but sho
receives for her day's labor of 10
hours In tho Hold only a shilling or
loss, while tho men get two shillings.
Ono of tho proiltablo and oxtromoly
popular "industries" of the rural pop
ulation Is a placid laying In watt for
tourists who attempt to motor through
tho country on tho less-frcquontod
and often Impassablo public roads.
With an ox-team tho peasant waits at
a favorablo spot until a motorist,
traveling on an automobile on which
an Import tax of $120 has been col
lected by tho portugueso government,
sticks In tho mud. To haul out such
an unfortunato Is often moro profit
able than several days' work In tho
wheat, malzo, or rlco Holds.
Lisbon's Doautlful Harbor.
Tho harbor of Lisbon, where tho
seizure of tho Gorman merchant ships
precipitated Portugal Into tho war, Is
ono of tho most beautiful In all Eu
ro po, ranking scarcely second to Na
ples and Constantinople. Tho city Is
about tho slzo of Pittsburgh, and has
boon tho political center of tho na
tion slnco It was wrested from tho
Moors In tho mlddlo of tho twolfth cen
tury by Alfonso Hcnrlquos, tho founder
of tho kingdom. It was tho English
who aided Affonso In his war against
tho Moors, and tho following century
tho two countries effected an alliance
which has oxlstcd unbroken during tho
succeeding 700 years, savo for such
sporadic Interruptions ns when Na
poleon forced tho little kingdom to dc
claro war against tho Island omplro.
Tho Portuguese, especially thoso of
Lisbon, aro a pleasure-loving pcoplo.
They aro fond of sports of many sorts,
Including tho bull-fight, but tho tore
ador Is not tho Idol in this country that
ho Is In Spain, nor aro tho contests
as fierce. Horses nro soldom If over
sacrificed In Portuguoso trocaderos.
Lisbon 1b an oven greater "night
city" than was Paris, tho streets ap
pearing at tholr huslost usually at 3
a. m. Tho principal thoroughfares nro
admirably kept nowadays but as lata
as 1E35 a "clean-up" campaigner was
in a woeful minority when ho began
to urgo tho authorities to put a stop
to such practices as breaking horsos
In tho streets nnd singeing Pigs In tho
main avenues of trado. Ho also pro
tested against kooplng pigs allvo In
tho streets "or tied to tho doors,"
while ho thought It ndvlsablo to put
an end to tho custom of allowing dead
animals to'llo for Indefinite periods In
tho streets.
Thuro aro about 100 Journals pub
lished In Portugal, tho majority of
these being of a political naturo, and
many of them nro ownod by tho load
ers of tho various political parties.
It has bcon said that "if Lisbon
turns Turk tomorrow all Portugal will
wear tho turban," so when tho mon
archy was overthrown In 1010, after
100 persons had been killed and COO
wounded In tho capital, King Manuol
taking rofugo In England, It was a
matter of course that the rest of tho
nation would quietly acqulouco In tho
now ordor of things. Portugal today
has much tho same outward form of
government ns our own. Each par
liament Is supposod to last throo yoars;
senators aro elected for six years, and
presidents for four yoaru. Tho head
of tho government receives $20,000 a
year. Money, howovor, Is rockonod
chlolly in rcls, nnd, thoroforo, oven
a day laborer's wages is sweet to tho
car, (or It takes 20 rels to mako a
penny.
Portugal's transcendent contribu
tion to world history was tho coloniza
tion of Brazil, tho largest nation In
South America and tho third largest
In tho Western horaisphoro. Whllo
Brazil was discovered by Columbus'
companion, Plnzon, and formal posses
sion taken by him In tho namo of
Spain, Cabral landed In 1C00, a yoar
later, and proclaimed It Portuguoso
territory. Portugal settled tho coun
try and ruled It until 1822 when, un
do? tho leadership of tho Portuguoso
prlnco, Dom Pedro, Indopondonco frora
tho mother county was declared.
D4DDY'S EVENIA'G
MARY
GRAHAM
BflHMSB.
FAirUES PLEASE MR. BOOK-CADE.
"Tho fairies nro tho host llttlo poaco
mnUorH In tho world," begun daddy,
ns ho snw that tho children wore
rondy to hoar what tho fairies had
been doing nil day.
"Last night," ho wont on, "tho book
enso In a nursery hoenmo very, vory
angry. Ho Just talked nnd mutturod
to himself nil night. Evury llttlo whllo
tho children would wnko up for thoy
could hear tho book-enso scolding
awny. Of courao thoy didn't know
Hint tho book-caso was renlly talking
nnd scolding. Thoy thought It was
only a creaking thoy heard Uut It woko
them up over bo tunny tltnen.
"Thnt was Just whnt thu hook-enso
wnntod. Hu wan fueling so angry, ho
Just wanted to wnko up thu llttlo lioyu
and. glrla who wero Bleeping In tho
nursery.
"'Woll, ho croaked, 'I nm too mnd
to stand hero any more. 1 think 1
will Just full down. Thnt would bo n
"Now, Don't Be Anary, Mr. Book
Case." good Joko. That would mnko nil tho
llttlo boys nnd girls appreciate whnt
I am. Whnt would happen to nil their
favorlto picture books if I fell down?
Yes, whnt Indeed?
"'And how about thoso books of
ships ami pirates and ndventuros that
tho creatures thoy call boys llko?
What would happen to them if 1 fell
down nnd dropped them all? Or tho
books thoy paint In and cut out paper
dolls from?
"'Thoy would nil havo tholr covers
broken nnd no doubt tho pages of n
great many would fall out. Thoy
would havo fallen out long ago, and
tho covers would havo boon broken If
thoy had not had mo to hold them.
" 'Now what makes mo bo mad Is that
thoso children wero talking today, nnd
thoy said thoy could uso mo out in tho
back yard for tholr snowballs, snow
Ico cream and such nousonsa in tho
winter and in tho spring, dear, dear
mo,' nnd at this tho book-cano would
havo cried If bo had only known how,
'they even said I could bo used for
mud plos. Thoy said thoy didn't nood
mo any moro. Tboy could put tholr
books In tho closet. In tho cold, dark,
dreary closot. Poor, dear books. And
I havo treated them so woll and been
so fond of them. I will Just havo to
fall down and loso my temper and
crush with rago for I am not appro
elated. Oh, It's vory sad.'
"All this tlmo tho fulrlos had been
listening. Thoy had felt vory badly
that tho book-cano wns behaving so
disgracefully and when thoy saw ho
was really In earnest thoy Just began
to talk to him.
"Thoy ran along tho sholvcs nnd
crawled In and out of tho books and
said to tho book-caso:
'"Now, don't bo angry Mr. Book
caso. It reully won't do tho slightest
bit of good. And as for that croaking.
It is most unkind of you. Poor llt
tlo boys and girls! Wouldn't you lot
thorn havo a good night's sloop? Wo
don't really think you moan to bo un
kind but seo how thoy aro tossing
ovory tlmo you creak, and thoy aro bo
tired.'
"'But,' said tho book-caso, 'I havo
boon so good to nil tholr books. My
broad shelves havo hold thoin up nnd
I havo taken such enro of them. I am
hurt bocauso thoy think that now I
don't need to look after books but can
bo used or snowballs and mud plos to
go on my shelves.'
" 'Thoy really lovo you Bald tho llt
tlo folrlos, 'hut how thoy hnvo grown
thoughtless. Thoy will lovo you Just
as much lator on for holding tholr
books nnd In tho meantlino wo will
koop you choorod up playing hldo-and
go-sook botweon your procIouB books.' "
Didn't Ask for Pie.
Allen, ngod Ilvo, was paBBlng tbo
afternoon with his aunt In tho suburbB,
ind aftor ho had boon at play for a
tlmo ho said; "Aunt Mary, mamma
said I wasn't to ask you for a ploco ot
plo, but sho didn't toll mo not to take
It If you offered It to mo."
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