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T h « atory opens on Long Island near
New York city,
where
Mlsa
Emily
Ffrench, & relative of Ethan Ffrench,
manufacturer of the celebrated
“ Mer-
oury" automobile, lose» her way. The
car haa stopped and her cousin, Dick
Ffrench, la too muddled with drink to
direct it aright. They meet another car
which la run by a professional racer
named Lestrange. The latter fixes up
the Ffrench car and direct» Miss Ffrench
how to proceed
homeward.
Ethan
Ffrench haa disinherited his eon, who
haa disappeared.
He inform »
Emily
plainly that he would like to have her
marry Dick, who la a good-natured but Ir
responsible fellow.
It appears that a
partner of Ethan Ffronch wanting an ex
pert to race with the “ M ercury" at auto
events, haa engaged lestran ge, and at
the Ffrench factory Em ily encounter» the
young man.
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CHAPTER III.— (Continued).
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his tires, so to speak, but lust a good
chauffeur."
The gay and natural allusion de
lighted her. For the first time In her
life Emily Ffrench laughed out In a
genuine, mischievous sense of adven
ture.
"Yes? I wonder you could separate
yourself from that Rupert to come
here; he was a most bewildering per
son,” she retorted.
"Separate from Rupert?
Why, I
would not think of racing a taxicab,
as he would say, without Rupert be
side me. He Is here taking a post
graduate course In this type of car.
In order to be up to his work when
we go down to Georgia next week."
“ Next week? You expect to win
that race?”
"No. We are running a stock car
against some heavy foreign racing
machines; the chance of winning Is
slight. But I hope to outrun any oth
er American car on the course, If
nothing goes wrong.”
She looked up.
"And If something does?" she won
dered
He shrugged hts shoulders.
"Pray be careful of those moving
belts behind you, Miss Ffrench. If
something does—there Is a chance in
every game worth playing."
"A chancel” her feminine nerves
recoiled from the Implied conse
quences. "But only a chance, surely
You were never In an accident, never
were hurt?”
Lestrange regarded her In surprise
mingled with a dawning raillery Infi
nitely Indulgent.
"I had no accidents last season," be
guardedly responded. " I ’ve been quite
lucky. At least Rupert and I play our
game unhampered; there will be no
broken hearts If we are picked up
from under our car some day.”
They had reached the door while
he spoke; as he put his hand on the
knob to open It, Emily saw a long
zigzag scar running up the extended
arm from wrist to elbow, a mute
calm of the gray eyes she encountered 1
established self-content.
When they were trotting down the
road toward home, In the crisp air,
Emily glanced at her cousin.
"I did not know you and Mr. L e
strange were so well acquainted." shs
remarked.
"I see him now and then,” Dick an
swered uneasily. "H e’s too busy to
want me bothering around him much.
You— remembered him?"
"Yes."
He absently took tho whip from Its '
socket, flecking the horse with It as
be spoke.
"It was awfully square of you. !
Emily, not to mention that night to
Uncle Ethan. It wasn't like a girl at
all. I made an Idiot of myself, and
you’ve never said anything to me
about It since. I never told you where
Lestrange took me, because I didn’t
like to talk of the thing. I'm really
awfully fond of you, cousin.”
“ Yes, Dickie,” she said patiently.
“ Well. Lestrange rubbed It in. Oh.
he didn’t say much. But he carried
me down to where they were practic
ing for a road race. Such a Jolly lot
of fellows, like a bunch of kids; teas
ing and calling Jokes back and forth
at one another half the night until
daybreak, everything raw and chilly
Busy, and their mechanics busy, and
one after another swinging Into his
car and going off like a rocket. By
the time Lestrange went off, I was as
much stirred up as anybody. When
he made a record circuit at seventy
seven miles an hour average, I was
shouting over the rail like a good one.
And then, while he was off again, a
big blue car rolled In and Its driver
yelled that Lestrange had gone over
on the Eastbury turn, and to send
around the ambulance. It was like a
nightmare; I sat down on a stone and
felt sick.”
"H e— "
"H e shook me up half an hour later,
and stood laughing at me. ‘Upset?’
he said. ‘No; we Bhed a tire and went
off Into a field, but It didn’t hurt the
machine, so we righted her and came
In.’ He was limping and bruised and
scratched, but he was laughing, while
a crowd of people were trying to shake
hands with him and say things. I
felt— funny; as If I wasn’t much good
I never felt like that before. ‘This Is
only practice,’ he said, when I was
about to go. ‘The race tomorrow will
do better. We find It more exciting
than cocktails.' That was all, but I
knew what he meant, all right. I’ve
been careful ever since. He won the
race next day, too."
“ Dick, didn’t It ever occur to you
that you as well as Mr. Lestrange
None of the group in the next room
had noticed the movement of the
shade, absorbed In one another; any
sound being muffled by the throb of
adjacent machinery.
Bailey obeyed
the request, and leaned back In his
chair.
"That’s Darling Lestrange,”
he
stated with satisfaction. "That’s his
own design for an oiling system he’s
busy with, and It's a beauty. He’B
entered for every big race coming this
season, starting next week In Geor
gia, and meantime he oversees every
department In every building as It
never was done before. The man for
me, he la."
Emily made an unentbuslastlo sign
of agreement.
” 1 meant a very different man from
Mr. Lestrange,” she replied, her dig
nity altogether Ffrencln ” 1 have no
doubt that he Is all you say, but I
was thinking of another class.
I
meant— well, I meant a gentleman."
“ Oh, you meant a gentleman," re
plied Bailey, surveying her oddly. "I
didn’t know, you see. No; I don’t
know any one like that.”
"Thank you. Then I will go. I—It
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does not matter.”
AMOVIO— n o O D I l O W W IL S O N .
RIOLO W — 1)11. W IL S O N , H U S . W IL S O N A N D
T IIIO MISSIOS W IL S O N .
She did not go, however, but re
mained leaning on the arm of her
chair In troubled reverie, her long
nicely and the attempt failed.
lashes lowered. Bailey sat as quietly,
The whirr o f machine guns and the watching her and waiting.
crash o f infantry magazine fire in the
The murmur of voices came dully
direction o f the Hamidieh forts told through the closed door, one, lighter
that another infantry effort was being and clearer In tone, most frequently
made there, but the fire died down and rising above the roar pervading the
as there was no movement on the part whole building. It was not possible
o f the Turkish reserves it was pre that Emily’s glimpse of Lestrange
sumed that this attempt had failed.
across the glass should Identify him
This was 10 o ’clock in the morning. absolutely with the man she had seen
The firmament was still ringing with once In the flickering lights and shad
the crack o f shrapnel and the dull re ows on the Long Island road; but he
verberations o f heavy ordnance.
was not of a type easily forgotten,
Nazim Pasha, the Turkish com and she had been awakened to a
Turk Warships Send Heaviest Broad
mander-in-chief, sent the following doubting recognition.
sides—Troops Defend Capital
dispatch at night:
Now, many little circumstances re
With Desperate Valor.
“ The battle which commenced , this
curred to her; a strangeness In Dick's
morning with an attack o f Bulgarian
manner when the new manager was
infantry lasted until one hour after
alluded to, the fact that her rescuer
The enemy, who advanced
Constantinople — The great battle sunset.
on that October night had been driv
between the Bulgarians and Turks is chiefly facing our right wing and our ing a racing car and had worn a rac
center, was repulsed by our infantry
ing costume; and lastly, when Bailey
on all along the line o f the Tchatalja and artillery fire.
Three Bulgarian
spoke of “ Darling" Lestrange there
fortifications.
batteries were destroyed.’ ’
had flashed across her mind the mech
Unofficial reports say the Turks
anician’s ridiculous answer to the re
have gained a great success.
The
Test Canal Next Summer.
quest to aid her chauffeur In changing
battle opened at 6 o’ clock in the morn
Washington, D. C.— Sometime next a tire: " I ’ll do It for you, Darling.”
ing. The Turks succeeded after some summer or fall, no exact date being
And listening to that dominant voice
hours o f fighting in defeating the right specified, a vessel will pass from the
In the next room, she slowly grew
Bulgarian wing and in repulsing the Atlantic to the Pacific across what is
crimson before a vision of herself In
le ft wing. They caputred 12 guns and now the Isthmus o f Panama, which
the middle of a country road, appeal
8000 prisoners. The Turkish warships consequenty must disappear from the
ing t j a stranger for succor, llko the
contributed largely to this success.
world's geography, and by the same heroine of a melodramntlc Action. De
The foreign minister confirms the human agency the Western hemi
cidedly she would never see Le-
new B o f the victory without specify sphere will be divided into two conti
strange, never let him discover Miss
ing the exact number o f prisoners.
nents.
The vessel will not be the Ffrench.
The Bulgarians unmasked their ar Oregon, or any other famous ship, but
“ I will go,” she reiterated, rising Im
tillery positions at daybreak and open will be one o f the many small water
petuously.
ed a heavy fire along the front from craft in daily use by the canal build
The glnss set door opened with un-
the Hamidieh forts at Papas Burgas. ers, and probably the only passengers
warntng abruptness.
This was the first real endeavor they will be Col. George Goethals and the
"I'll see Mr. Ilalley,” declared some
had made agaist the Turkish lines.
staff o f American engineers who for one. "He'll know."
The opening o f the battle was a the past eight years have been carry
Helpless, Emily stood still, and
wonderful spectacle.
The black face ing on the greatest engineering work
straightway found herself looking di
o f the Bulgarian position sparkled the werld has ever seen.
rectly Into Lestrange'a gray eyes as
with flashes o f the guns. Some o f the
ho halted on the threshold.
Turkish heavy guns fired black pow
Edison Extends Plant.
It was Bailey who upheld the mo
der. The bursting o f heavy shells
West Orange, N. J.— As his sixty- ment, all unconsciously.
soon raised a curtain o f heavy smoke
“ I 8ee Him Now and Than.’
'Tom e In.” he Invited henrtlly. "Miss
which, mingling with the morning sixth birthday approaches, Thomas A.
mist, rolled majestically down the val Edison is credited with planning to Ffrench, this Is our manager, Mr. Le commentary on the conversation. In might do real things?” she asked, aft
become president o f the Thomas A. strange; tho man who's going to silence she passed out across the er a moment.
ley between the combatants.
double our sales this year."
courtyard to where her red-wheeled
He turned bis round, good-humored
A Turkish warship in the bay joined Edison company, incorporated, and
Emily moved, then straightened cart waited. But when Lestrange had face to her In boundless amazement.
the concert, firing its heaviest guns in other companies to be embraced under
"I? I race cars and break my neck
broadside,
capping the Bulgarian that title. The resignation of Frank herself proudly, lifting her smnll head. put her In and given her the reins,
right with a great pillar o f smoke and L. Dyer, now at the head o f the allied Lestrange had recognized her, she she held out her hand to him with and call It fun. like Lestrange?
felt;
the
call
was
to
courage,
not
more gravity.
You’re laughing at me, Emily.”
corporations based on Edison’ s inven
Are.
flight.
“ I shall wish you good luck for
“ No, no." In spite of herself the pic
It was certainly the heaviest artil tions, has been received. He intends
” 1 think I have already met Mr. Le next week,” she said,
ture evoked brought her smile. "Not
lery combat seen since the Japanese to become president o f the Motion
strange," she said composedly. “ I am
Lestrange threw bark his head, like that. But you might be Inter
massed corps o f artillery pounded Patent Picture company, o f New York.
pleased to meet him again.”
drawing a quick breath; here In the ested tn the factory. You might learn
Grekoff'a devoted rear guard outside Mr. Edison himself declined to discuss
"Met him!” cried Bailey. "Met hlmT strong sunlight he showed even from Mr. Bailey and take charge of
the situation.
of Liaoyang.
Why—"
younger than she had thought him, the business with Uncle Ethan. It
During the night the Bulgarian in
Neither heeded him
A gleaming young with a primitive Intensity of would please uncle, how It would
fantry had passed down under cover
Says Bridge Threatens Race.
surprise and warmth lit Lestrange'a Just being alive.
please him, If you did!”
o f the banks of the Karasu, and were
Pittsburg, Pa.— “ Women must give always brilliant face.
“ Thank you. I would like— If It
Dick stirred unhappily.
trying to take possession o f the upper up either bridge or babies; the two
"Thank you," he answered her. were possible— to win this race.”
"It would take a lot of grind,” he
loop o f the railway. Small groups of are incompatible,’ ’ declared John
“ This one. especially?”
objected. "I haven’t the head for It.
Bulgarians rose out o f the shelving Drew, who is appearing here this "You are more than good to recall me.
Miss Ffronch. I owe an apology for
“ Yes. because It Is the next step really. I’m not such an awfully bad
banks and advanced cautiously and week.
“ A woman can not devote
breaking In this way. but 1 fancied toward a purpose I have set myself, lot, but I hate work. Let’s not be se
slowly.
herself to bridge playing and at the
Mr.
Ilalley
alone—and
he
spoils
me.”
and which I shall accomplish If I rious, cousin. How pretty the frosty
The Turkish gunners found them same time
perform
her maternal
"It Is nothing; I was about to go.” live. Not that I will halt if this step wind makes you look!”
duties,” said Drew. “ Bridge certain
She turned to give Bailey her hand falls, no, nor for a score of suoh fail
Emily tightened the reins with a
Suffragettes End Tramp
ly is the cause o f race suicide. It has
smiling Involuntarily In her relief
London — The suffragette army become so serious that it can't be ig With a glance, an Inflection. Le ures. but I am anxloua to go on and brief sigh of resignation.
finish.”
"Never mind, Dickie. I—uncle will
In England the
which started from Edinburgh com nored any longer.
strange bad stripped their former
Up to Emily’s fscs rushed tha an find a substitute. Things must go on
bridge erase has become so violent,
meetlug of Its embarrassment and un- swering color and fire to his; drawn somehow, I suppose, even If we do not
pleted its 400-mile tramp to I»ndon.
they tell me, that it is hurting the i
conveutionallty. how. she neither ana by the bond of mutual earnestness, like the way.”
in exactly five weeks.
Under the
business o f the theaters.”
lyzed nor cared.
leadership o f Mrs. De Pont Blanque,
she leaned nearer.
But the way loomed distasteful that
"Good morning," said Bailey. "Shall
who traveled on horseback, they went
Alaska Holds Wet Record.
“ You live to do something? So do morning as never before.
Immediately to the Prime minister’s
(T O BE C O N T IN U E D .)
Seattle— The weather office at Cor I take you through, or— ”
I. so do I! And every one else plays.”
residence in Downing street and pre dova, Alaska, reports that the precipi-
But I-estrange was already holding
However Lestrange would have re
Judicial Advice.
sented their petition demanding the tation between January 1 and Novem open the door, with a bright uncon plied, he was checked by the crash of
“ I hope you won't be hard on me.
suffrage for women. Premier Asquith, ber 1 o f this year was 171 inches. Six cern as to his workmanlike costume the courtyard gate Abruptly recalled
profiting from his experience o f pre inches o f rainfall in a day is not in which Impressed Emily pleasantly to herself. Emily turned, to see Dick Judge." he said. "You see. I was under
the Influence of liquor when I done
vious meetings, bad retired to the frequent. The change of climate, that She wondered If Dick would have Ffrench coming toward them.
It”
country for the week end. His secre is supposed to have been caused by a borne the situation as well. In the lm
Remembering how the three had
“ You seem to have been under the
tary, however, accepted the document. shifting o f the course o f ocean cur- ; possible event of his being found at last mst, the
situation
suggested influence of aometblng equally bad
work.
rents, has raised the temperature and
strain. But to Emily's astonishment when you studied grammar
During
I. W. W Reach Honolulu
The two walked together down an the young men exchanged friendly
increased the rainfall.
Cordova is
the spare momenta that you are going
aisle
of
the
huge,
machinery-crowded
Honolulu— Reaching nut across the said to be the rainiest city under the
nods, although Dick flushed pink.
to have, permit youreelt to Indulge tn
room, the grimy men lifting their
Pacific Ocean, the Industrial Workers American flag.
“ Good morning. Lestrange," he Judicious study of the construction of
heads to gaze after Emily as she pass greeted. 'T v e Just come up from the
o f the World have begun a campaign
simple sentence* Her* te on* to b *
ed Once I/estrange paused to speak city. Emily, and there wasn't any car
Flax Crop Under 8now.
o f organization among the laboring
gin with—alxty day*.”
classes o f the Hawaiian Islands. Their
Minto, N. D. — Considerable flax and to a man who sat, notebook and pen riage at the station, so when one of
propaganda has been spread among other grains in Northwestern Canada ell In hand, beside another who manip the testers told me you were here I
Had to Lsav*.
the working people and the represent are now under snow which haa fallen ulated under a grinding wheel a deli came over to get a ride.”
Mrs Bacon—We hear your piano
atives o f the organisation have intro in the last two days and this grain i cate aluminum easting
'T v e been to see Mr. Bailey,” she going the whole livelong day. Got
duced their doctrine to the plantation will be lost, it was said here. This ! “ Pardon,” he apologized to Emily, responded. “Get In."
company, haven’t you?
"Mathews
laborers and the Japanese.
Mr*. Egbert— Yea; yon have, to.
As Dick climbed tn beside her. she
condition w ill be particularly severe i who had lingered also
Open declarations have been made on a large number o f the new settlers | w-ould have let that go w-rong In an bent her hesd to lestrange; If she haven't you?
that the Hawaiian affiliating organ in the Canadian country. Many o f other moment He," his smile glanced bad regretted her Impulsive confi
"Well, w* had entll they heard
isers are planning a wage strike to them are reported in destitute circum set. "ha Is not * Rupert at changing dence, again the clear sanity end
be called next year.
stances.
TURKS STRIKE
STINGING BLOW
Bulgarians Repulsed and Guns
and Prisoners Captured.
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Show us the w a y to see the good
That comes into our lives each day,
The blessings, dimly understood,
That give us cheer along the way.
Give us content, with gold and gear—
Though much or little w e possess—
Let us be glad for what is here
On this, our d ay of thanhfulness.
But broaden, too, the soul and mind
So that our thanKs will not be found
By custom’s rule and rote confined
Within this one d a y ’s narrow bound.
Let us be glad for early rain
That bids the flowers w ahe and creep.
Let us be glad for snowy plain
That holds them in their winter sleep.
Give us the heart to understand
The graciousness of spreading trees»
The changing seasons, wisely planned.
The storm and sunshine—all of these.
For all the brightness of the dawn,
A n d cheerfulness of noon and night»
A n d all that jo y is builded on
Give us the grace to see aright
Let us remember each hind word
By weight o f goodly feeling blessed—
Each gentle thing w e ’ve said or heard— •
A n d blot from memory the rest
Give us the grace to see and Know
The benefits along the w a y —
The m any things that help us so.
Let us be thanhful every day.
HHQi
THANKSGIVING NIGHT
By W ILBUR D. NESBIT.
Last night I got to
thinking, when 1
couldn't
go
to
sleep,
Of the way Thanksgiv
ing served me In
the days when Joy
was cheap—-
Of how we'd have a tur
key, and of how I'd
beg a taste
Whenever they would
open up the oven
door to "baste”
Che bulging" breast, and how then
from the oven came a drift
Of tantalizing odor, such as only boys
have sniffed.
I got to thinking of
It— for I couldn’t
go to sleep—■
Of mince pies In the
pantry,
where
I'd sidle In and
peep,
And Jelly and plum
butter, and the
peach preserves
and cake—
And then I got to
thinking of how
fine 'twould be
to take
A trip back to the
old days, when
the dancing candle light
Played pranks with all the shadows
on the wall, Thanksgiving night.
For they’ve grown up, as I have, and
strange paths have lured our
feet—
The paths that find Tomorrow, and
that never, never meet.
I wondered if they also
were
not
lying
half awake
And thinking of the
turkey, and the
Jelly,
and
the
cake;
And If they had their
fancies of the lazy
little street
That leads beneath the
maples where the
topmost branches
meet—
And suddenly I heard
them — heard the
murmurs low and
clear.
That told me they
were with me, and were very,
very near.
And then I
curled up
b o y 1 Ike,
with m y
cheek up
on
my
hand,
And shut
my e y e s
and whispered—to myself, you un
stand—
Our little "Now I lay me," clear to
its "My soul to keep.”
Just as I used to say It when I hurried
off to sleep.
And something seemed to touch me
like a hand held out to blese—
And all at once my heart throbbed to
a hymn of thankfulness!
The boys I used
to play with!
I could shut
my eyes and
see
The whole troop
of them wait
ing, and a-
waving hands
to me;
All freckled, rug
ged-trousered,
with
their
scarfs
and
mittens, too.
They made a splendid picture— but
the picture wasn't true;
8ome Cause for Rejoicing.
In addition to the general occasion
for thanksgiving, every life haa Ita
own Joys and every soul Its own de
lights. There are many who appear to
be barren of rejoicing, some Into
whose homes calamity has come and
from which have gone those whose
faces were the love lights of the do
mestic circle. But even here may be
found some cause for rejoicing, and,
in any event, a reverent faith may
take up the triumph of th. uncrushed
spirit of Job— “Though he slay me,
yet will I praise him.” God does not
willingly aflllct the children of men.
and when the misfortunes come he
stands ready to comfort and to protect.
Japanese Temple Architecture.
Temple architecture In Japan, says
he Christian Herald. Is unique and
mpresslve; those tip-tilted
turret
roofs, those gigantic wooden doors
twinging rasplngly under the gate tow
ere. the massive etone or wooden
Toril.” leading to all temples; the
arger and smaller red-painted toril,
me property of the fox god. at whose
ertglnal shrine In Kyoto $00 or more
to two colonnade* decorate the en
trance; the stone-pedestal lanterns
I aarved lions, docs and foxes; the
1 fantastically arranged furniture, the
gaudy array of priests, the carving of
birds, fishes and fabulous beasts; the
magnificent gilt baldachin adorned
with glittering pendants; the many
lighted tapers and candles and In
cense sticks; gigantic circular hard
wood pillars, richly lacquered or g ll^
ed or else unfinished; or, again, rough
hewn pillars forming Immense colon
nades from one structure to another,
many though old and decaying still
calling forth admiration because o4
their height and the