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SYNOPSIS.
Ml** T'ntrli la Hi Ibro. k and Ml** Helen
Tlolti. .11 l.i nif • w • i ■ i nil .--I 'il i<>
the car*1 «f t aii> «* Donm .in, ;i writ'T
•tilnnurlntt n- u 1'ort \nnninliil' Mis
Patrliin ."Hfiili.1 tn I>nii>'\aii t!i*t al.<
ftarril lei lirotlu-r llenry. wlm. ruined by
fl bank fsnlur< . i ml i • nut mil l> t ln--.it
ber I' uiovnti dii< overrd uiul «.i,pturi d
an tntrnclt-r, who proved to be K« ctn tl<l
GUIc'tpi* iwlt r fc r the ) am) of ll *l« n.
1 ti«ru van aaw Mian llolbrook anil \wr fa-
tItf! mot « n frl«'n«1l\ ittiiih Donovan
fought iin Italian lie tti« i t! ♦'
man h« ipp -«s'l t* Holbrook. hut who
ealfl ho wua Hartri lu*'. a anoo-tnali' r
rat ann ui< «M h<*r Intention "f
fighting Henry Holhtook an«l not f « « kihk
anotlu i hlditiK plarr. Donovan met H« l« n
In ganU n at night Duplteity « f Hvh n
war confeaned t y the young holy. At
nlgt t. «1 IMS iIhi il «* a nun llflpn stole
from thi Ih'iiki SI.- nn l R.-ttlnuM <lil-
Who tulil 111 I' 111* love. < Sllll-Kplc
ii iii c-otifrnlt'il ti^ I ..urn-in At tli - town
pmtulTli-. Helen, vi11>• >ii '\i pt l>v I ono-
van, slipped ii .Ir i ft fur lir fin In r Into
the luiinl uf the It.-tliMtt sudor. \ young
lady i-i-m milling Mis* lb-It n Holbrook
was observed ttlcme in ti innois, when
Helen \<n> thought hnv> >•« n ai li.'ine.
Glll *s| ulinilt' vi Kini.« II--leii $ "• fur
her full.<t. wlin hail tin n I• • ft i" ml ii
Mivs ||. i, n ami l>..rinv«n nn't In tin-
tii^i t Sin- Iol>I I tin > lit pii- wan nothlliK
to her Hi' I'onf. cs. I Ills love for tier,
lioni'v .in foil ml Gillespie sunned and
bound In a cttbln. Inl itilled b* the \ll-
lalnous Italian and Hidhrnok lie rideii-n-d
blrn Mi.tli lilllesili anil I'onovun ail
riltted love for Melon Calling herm If
Kesillnd a "vole. " appealed to Donovan
fur help Si • t'.ld hlin t" • !•> tie
tnaki r liome and :•• •• that no Injury b«*-
tell him. Me went to lied tint'
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CHAPTER XVI—Continued.
Tlioy crossed the dock and cntorod
tho bont-ninker'8 shop, and 1 crept
down where 1 could peer In at an open
port-hole. The men remained at the
farther end of the house—it was, 1
should say, about 100 feet long—
"Which, without formal division, was
fitted as a sitting room, with a piano
In one corner, and a long settle
against the wall. In the center was
a table littered with books and peri-
odicals; and a woman's sewing basket,
Interwoven with bright ribbons, gave
a domestic touch to the pi ice. On the
Inner wall hung a pair of foils and
masks. Pictures from illustrated Jour-
nals — striking heads or outdoor
scenes—were pinned here and there.
The new-comer stared nbout, twirling
a Tweed cap nervously iu his hands,
while Holbrook carefully extinguished
the lantern and put it aside. His vis-
itor was about 60, taller than he, and
swarthy, with a grayish mustache, and
hair white at the temples. His eyes
were large and dark, but even with the
length of the room between us I
marked their restlessness; and now
that he spoke It was In a succession
of quick rushes of words that were
difficult to follow.
Holbrook pushed a chair toward the
stranger and they faced each other for
a moment, then with a shrug of his
shoulders the old man sat down. Hoi-
"brook was In white llanneki, with a
blue scarf knotted in his shirt collar.
He dropped into a big wicker chair,
crossed his legs and folded his arms.
"Well," he said in a wholly agree-
able tone, "you wanted to see me, and
here 1 am."
"You are well hidden," said the
ether, still gazing about.
"1 Imagine 1 am, from tho fact that
<r has taken you seven years to find
me."
"I haven't
seven years
hastily; and
the room.
The men seemed reluctant to ap-
proach tlx business that lay between
them, and Holbrook wore an air of In-
difference. as though the Impending In-
terview did not concern him partiou
larly. The eyes of the older man fell
upon the beribboned work-basket, lie
nodded toward it, his eyes lighting tin
pleasantly.
"There seems to be n woman." he
remarked with a sneer of Implica-
tion.
"Yes," replied Holbrook, calmly,
"there is; that belongs to my daugh
Usr "
"Where is she?" demanded the oth-
er, glancing anxiously about.
"In be4. I fancy. You need have no
fear of her."
Silence fell upon them again. Their
affairs were difficult, and Holbrook,
waiting patiently for tho other to
broach his errand, drew out his to
Itacco pounch and pipe and began to
■moke.
"Patricia Is here and Helen is with
her," said tli< •. .sltor.
"Ye*, we are all here. It seems," re
marked Holbrook, dryly. "It*b a nice
family gathering"
"I suppose you hav. n't seen them?"
demanded the vNltor
"Yes and no. 1 have no wish to meet
them; but I've hail several narrow
•scapes They hav. cut me nfT from
my walks, but 1 shall leave here
shortly "
"Yes, you are going, you are go
tng—" began the \Mior eagerly.
"I am going, but not until after yon
have gone," said Holbrook. "Uy som
strange fate we are all here, and It i-
best for certain things to be settled
before we separate again. I have- tried
to keep out of your way; 1 have sum
my Identity. I ha\>- relinquished tin
things of life that men hold dear
honor, friends, amblilon, and now you
ano I have got to Lave a settle
lucnt."
Pointed Full at His Brother's Back.
been looking for you
" replied the stranger,
his eyes again roamed
"You seem rather sure of yourself."
sneered the older, turning uneasily in
Ills chair.
"I am altogether sure of uye if. I
have been a fool, but I see tl "-ror
of my ways and 1 propose to settn
matters with you now and here, You
have got to drop your game of annoy-
ing Patricia; you've got to stop using
your own daughter ns a spy—"
"You lie, you lie!" roan d the other,
leaping to his feet. "You cannot in-
sinuate that my daughter Is not act-
ing honorably toward Patricia."
My mind had slowly begun to grasp
the situation and to Identify the men
before me. Holbrook, alias Hartridge,
the boat-maker of the Tippecanoe, was
not Henry Holbrook, but Henry's
brother, Arthur! and I sought at once
to recollect what I knew of him. An
instant before I had half turned to
go, ashamed of eavesdropping upon
matters that did not concern me; but
the Voice that had sent me held to
the window. It was some such meet
Ing as this that Helen must have
feared when she sent me to the house-
boat, and everything else must await
the Issue of this meeting.
"You had better sit down, Henry,"
said Arthur Holbrook, quietly. "And
I suggest that you make less noise.
This is a lon.'ly place, but there are
human h< I tigs within a hundred
miles."
Henry Holbrook paced the floor a
moment and then flung himself Into
a chair again, but he bent forward
angrily, nervously beating tils hands
together. Arthur went on speaking,
his voice shaking with passion.
"1 want to say to you that you have
deteriorated until you are a common
damned blackguard, Henry Holbrook!
You are a blackguard and a gambler.
And you have made murderous at
tempts on the life of your sister; you
drove her from Stamford and you
tried to smash her boat out here In
the lake. I saw the whole transaction
that afternoon, and understood it all
■how you hung off there in the !*Hlet-
to and sent that beast to do your dirty
work."
"I didn't follow her here; I didn't
follow her here!" raged the other.
"No; but you watched and waited
until you traced me here. You were
not satisfied with what I had done for
you. You wanted to kill me before I
could te|| Put the truth; and If It
hadn't been for that man Donovan
your assassin would have stabbed me
at my door." Arthur Holbrook rose
and flung down his pipe so lhat the
coals leaped from It. "Hut It's all over
now—this long exile of mine, this pur
Milt of Pat, this hideous use of your
daughter to pluck your chestnuts from
the fire. My (Jod, you've got lo quit
you've got to go!"
"Mut I want my money—[ want ni>
money!" roared Henry, as though In
slstlug upon a right; but Arthur ig-1
no red him, and went on.
You were the one who was strong,
and great things were expected of
you. to add to the traditions of family
honor; but our name is only men-
tioned with a sneer where men re-
member It at all. You were spoiled j
and pampered; you have never from1
your early boyhood had a ihoiiL'ht that
was not lor you,.".elf alone. You were
always envious and jealous of any- I
body that came near • on and not h ast j
of me; and when I saved you, when I 1
gave you your chance to become a|
man a' last to regain the respect, you
had flung away so shamefully, you did
not realize It, you could not realize It;
you took It as a matter of course, as
though I hnd handed you a cigar. I
i ask you now. here in this place, where
I am known and respected—I ask you
here, where 1 have toiled wiih my
hands, wntiher you forget why I urn
here?"
1 must have my money; Patricia
must make the division," replied Hen
ry, doggedly.
"Certainly! Certainly! I devoutly
hope she will give It to you; you need
fear no Interference from me. The
sooner you get it and tliiur it away th-
better Patricia has been animated by
the best motives in withholding It;
she regarded It as a sacred trust to ad-
minister for your own good, but now I
want you to have your money."
"If 1 can have my share, If you will
persuade her lo give it, I will pay you
all 1 owe you—" Henry began, eagerly.
"What you owe me—what you owe
me!" anil Arthur bent toward his
brother and laughed—a laugh that was
not good to hear. "You would give me
money—money—you would pay me
money for priceless things!"
He broke off suddenly, dropping his
arms at his sides helplessly.
"There is no use in trying to talk
to you; we tin>■ a different vocabulary,
lletirv."
"Hut that trouble with Gillespie—If
Patricia knew—"
"Yes; if she knew the truth' And
you never understood, you are lncap
able of understanding, that It meant
something to me to lose my sister out
of my life. When Helen died" -and
his voice fell and he paused for a mo-
i tneni, as a priest falters sometimes,
! gripped by some phrase in the office
that touches hidden depths In his own
experience, "then when Helen died
there was Still Patricia, the noblest
sister men ever had; but you robbed
me of her you robbed me of her!"
He was deeply moved and, as h<
controlled himself, he walked to tie
little table and lingered the ribbons of
the work basket.
"i haven't those notes, if that's what
you're after—| never had them," he
said. "Gillespie kept tight hold of
them."
"Yes; the vindictive old devil!"
"Men who have been swindled are
i usually vindictive," replied Arthur,
grimly. "Gilli sple is dead I supposi
the executor of his estate has thosi
papers; and the executor Is his son,"
"The fool. I've never been able to
get anything out of him."
"If he's a fool It ought to be nil the
easier to get your pretty playthings
away from hint. Old Gillespie reallj
, acted pretty decently about the whole
business Your daughter may he able
to get them awav from the bov; he's
Infatuated with her; he wants to mar
i ry her, It seems."
"My daughter Is not In this matter,"
said Henry, coldly, and then anger mas
: ten d him again. "I don't beileve he
has them; you have them, and that's
why I have followed you here. I'm go-
ing to Patricia to throw myself on
! her mercy, and that ghost must not
rise up against me. I want them; I
have come to get those notes."
I was aroused by a shadow like
touch on in> arm, and I knew without
seeing who It was that stood beside
mo. A faint hint as of violets stole
upon the air, her breath touched my
to till
leeply
ii' of peace,
stood with
bowed head uy lire table, hi- back to
his brother, and I felt suddenly the
girl's hand clutch mj wrist. She with
her fri slier eyes upon the scene saw.
before I grasped it. w l^it now occurred,
llnnry Holbrook had drawn a revolver
from his pocket and pointed it full sit
his brother's back. We two at the
window saw the weapon flash menac-
ingly; but suddenly Arthur Holbrook
flung round as his brother cried:
"1 think you are lying to rue, and I
want those notes- I want those notes,
I want thein now ! You must have
them, and I can't go lo Patricia until
I know they're safe."
He advanced several steps and his
manner grew confident as lie saw that
he held the situation in his own grasp.
I would have rushed in upon them hut
the girl held me back.
"Walt! Wail!" she whispered
Arthur thrust his hands Into the
side pucki ts of his flannel jacket and
nodded his head once or twice.
"Why don't you shoot, Henry?"
"I want those notes," said Henry
Holbrook. "You lied to trie about
them. They were to have been de-
stroyed. I want them now, to night,"
"If you shoot me you will undoubt-
edly got them much easier, ' said Ar-
thur; and h<' lounged away toward the
wall, half turning his back, while the
point of the pistol followed him. "Mut
the fact Is, I never had them, Gilles-
pie kept them."
Threats cool quickly, and 1 really
had not much fear that Henry llol
brook meant, to kill his brother; and
Vrthurs indifference to his datiu< r
was having Its disconcerting effect on
Henry. The pistol barrel wavered;
but Henry steadied himself and his
clutch tightened on the butt. I again
turned toward the door, but the girl's
b ifid held me back.
"Wait," she whispered again. "That
man S- a coward. He will not shoot."
The canoe maker had been calmly
talking, discuMiing the- disagreeable
consequences of murder in a tone of
half-banter, and he now stood directly
under the foils. Then in a )'!af.l> he
snatched otn of them, flung it up with
an accustomed band, and snapped It
across his brother's knuckles, At the
wtndor we heard the slim steel hiss
through the air, followed by the rattle
of the revolver as It struck th<• ground.
'1 he canoe-maker's foot was on It Iu-
stanUy; ho still held she foil.
"Henry," he said in the tone of one
rebuking a child, "you are bad enough,
but I do not intend that you shall be
a murderer. And now I want, you to
go; I will not treat with you; I want
nothing more to do with you' I ro-
peat that I haven't got the notes,"
He pointed to the dooi with the
foil. The blood surged angrily in his
face; but his voice was In lomplete
control as he went on.
"Your visit has awakened me to a
sense of neglected duty, Henry I
have allowed you to persecute our sis-
ter without raising a hand! 1 have nt.
other business now hut to protect her.
Go back to your stupid sailor an
Hirii that if I catch him in an>
chief on 'he lake or here I shall
tainly kill him."
I lost any further words that passed
bet we* 'ii them, as Henry, crazll)
threatening, walked out upon the deck
to his boat; then from the creek came
the threshing of oars that died away
in a moment. When l gazed into the
room a-ain Arthur Holbrook waa
blowing out the lights.
I am grateful; I am so grateful,"
faltered the girl's voice; "but you
must not be seen here. Please go
now!" 1 had taken her hands, feeling
that I was about to lose her, but she
freed them and stood away from mo in
the shadow.
"We are going away -w. must leave
here! I can never see you again," she
w hlspcrcd
In the starlight she was Helen
my senses could mak< ,
deeper I knew that
was not the girl I had set n in
window at St. Agatha's. She
more dependent. !• ss confident
poised; she stlth-d a sob and came
close. Through the window I saw Ar-
thur Holbrook climbing up to blow out
the last light.
I could have watched myself, but
I was afraid that sailor might come,
was he that llred at you In the
He had gone in Glenarm to
you and keep you awn> from
I'ncle Henry came back today
arid sent word that In uant>d to see
my father, uiul I a.-keil you iy couic to
help us "
"I thank you for that."
"And there was another man—a
stranger, back there near the road; I
could not make him out, lull you will
be careful please' You must think
very ill of me for I -Inglng you Into all
this danger and trouble."
iT<> in; coNTlNt'Kn.)
To Mark Inventor's Blrthp'ace.
The Vienna College of Physicians
will celebrate the centenary of the
death of Auenbrugger, the Inventor of
percussion, on May IS. P.I09. A mar-
ble memorial tablet will be placed ou
the house In which hw died.
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THE APPROVAL
ol the most
EMINENT PHYSICIANS
arvd its
WORLD WIDE ACCEPTANCE
by the
WELL-INFORMED,
BECAUSE ITS COMPONENT
PARTS ARE KNOWN TORE
MOST WHOLESOME AMD
TRULY BENEFICIAL IN EF-
FECT, HAVE GIVEN TO
Syrup ofFi^s
ELIXIR or SENNA
THf FIRST POSITION AMONG
FAMILY LAXATIVES AND HAVE
LED TO ITS GENERAL USAGE
WITH THE MOST UNIVERSAL
SATISFACTION.
TO GET ITS
BENEFICIAL EFFECTS,
AL WATS BUY THE GENUINE
| Manufactured by the CALIFORNIA FIG SYRUP CO.
FOR SALE BY ALL LEADING DRUGGISTS
One size only, rrcular price 50^ eer bottle
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HE WOULD DO BETTER.
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, — -in 4 ' K |L
-Tvt m &
Chaplain—Tommy, I was very sorry
fo ia e you In a state of inebriety la.st
night.
Tommy—Sorry, sir. In future I
won't go out when I'm drunk.
Marriage.
A same of chance In which the
chances are about even. Tho man
leads at llrst, but after leaving the al-
tar be usually follows breathlessly In
ills wife's trail. The rules are very
confu. InK. If a masked player holds
you up some night at the end of a long
gun. It Is called robbery, and untitles
you to telephone the police, but If jour
wife holds j on up lor a much larger
amount the next n ,>rnlng at the end of
a long hug, It is termed diplomacy, and
counts In her favor. In this, as In
other games e.f life, wives are usually
allowed more privileges than other
outlaw s.—Judge
Carters
ITTLE
PILLS.
Constipation
Vanishes Forever
Prompt Relief--Permanent Cure
CARTER'S LITTLE
LIVER PILLS |
fail. Purely vrgrt-
•Me—*it lurely
but Rrntly on
tlx liver,
Stop tlirtj
(linnet
dutreu — t
cuif nidi-' _ ,
g«-«!i<iO— improvr the co nplrii<i« — Lritiifrn
the eye*. Small Pill, Small Dote, Smali Pric#
GENUINE must Lx-nr lignnturr :
Constipation—
Nearly livery One Gets It
The bowels show first sign
of things going wrong, A
Caserne I taken every night
as needed keeps the bowels
working naturally without
grip, gripe and that upset
sick feeling.
yoo
Damage Done by Smoke.
Herbert M. Wilson, of the I'nlted
States geological survey, places the
annual damage and waste by smoke
in the United States tit 000,000
In the large cities alone, or nbout |G
to each man, woman und child of the
populat Ion.
For Colds and Crtpp—Capudlne.
The III T rrmMlv fnr <irl|ip in -i ("nlits !•
Ill'kl' • '-l [ • . 11 n ■ l'.< "V. . I1 - Ii 1 :• .- nt; 1
fevvrUtini'** « '■ ir« -< 111• • mill !(• Mirtn-a
u I in. It's Ll'iui'l i rr • - u Immudlutaly—10,
■Ju and 50c nt 1 'rut Stores.
Any woman can make an Impres-
sion on a man who has either a soft
heart or a soft head.
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tin- v tfnuiiir-' * f i. NV I u-d II.u \\ oflJ
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Thermometers make more liars than
the big lish that get away.
ho not ai < kpt \ ••• hmtiti tv
whi-n \ mi i ii t /'- ry / " in /' i. n ■ i t i t * hlflflf
In ii • fc'Nul for rtw mult imii neurit * t m «r
Ifloubtai .!'.•« it ijM-, I. M i .* n i iam
It Is easy to see tho slher lining of
other people's elouds
T'-n cent be* iv 'It'* trfntment.
All 'run NtnrcH. iatKf>* t *«llcr la
tlieworll n.rilo, buios * muttth.
SHADE TREES
Perhaps the best stock anil l>est
assortment i:i the Southwest,
well prown, healthy and
l.rtmllcd with care. Also Iruit
tri- ., -'.iiis, grapes, roses,
fihrul s, plant', needs, etc.
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endorsement of scorc* of medical leaders—better than any amount ol lav, or
aon-profcssional, testimonials although the latter are received by thousands.
Don't ucc«,n a secret nostrum a* ■ substitute for l.iis time-proven remedy
oh inowm composition. Asi voes NSIOHBOM. They must know of muny cures
made by it during past 40 years, right in your own neighborhood.
World's Dispensary Medical Association, Dr. It .V. I'ieroe, Pres., HufTnIo, N.Y.
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Cain, Thomas C. The Bastrop Advertiser (Bastrop, Tex.), Vol. 57, No. 46, Ed. 1 Saturday, March 5, 1910, newspaper, March 5, 1910; Bastrop, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth205955/m1/4/: accessed May 2, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Bastrop Public Library.