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OXIDINE
I STOPS MALARIA I
So it will, so It
Not
“You’re
40c. 60c and |; 00 Jars
inno-
dld
business
I
stone.”
em-
i about three months previously.
And what happened?
trestle squeaked and
every evidence of be-
Tr»ut have been Introduced success,
fully iu New Zealand and Australia.
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the mogul I
James
tray.
•> C\
life
su-
The
tension could readily be arranged.”
“Any witnesses?”
nil
- DEPENDED UPON
| VALLEY
! OF the da
Wr — — — — —«--r®r
her glide silei
ing. About
we’ll stop, get up steam, run down to
the junction
lie i it.
EBiL
monial as every statement
made is nerfectlv true.”—1
Lydia E. Pinkham's Vege-
table Compound Has Been
This Woman’s Safeguard
All That Time.
j ' than ever
What I would like to 1
know is this: will you exert every ef- ,
fort to block that franchise in the linn
conviction that by so doing you will
accomplish a laudable public service?"
Foundstone squirmed. "Whet I uni uusmess
r | through your son Henry.”
lenged.
GIANTSIf
Illlll.....•’••"•••Illlllll
1 •
with yon
he chal-
Pounlstone started violently,
i “How much d d Henry get out of it?”
I Pennington continued brutally.
on my ]
•rent hoi
Skin gr<
- y using I
F E. R'~
N. Y. M-
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himself and inculcate in Pennington
an Impression that rhe latter was deal-
ing with a crafty and far-seeing
mayor. Poundstone smiled boldly and
knowingly. He leaned back nonchal-
antly and blew <moke at the celling.
“You oily rascal I” Pennington solilo-
quized. “You’re a smarter man than I
thought. You're trying to play both
ends against the middle." He recalled
Mayor Poiindstono and bls wife ar
' rived at the ^Pennington home in Red-
roiiovring afternoon. The Colonel was
sorry, but the switch-engine was in the
shop having the brick in her firebox
renewed, while the mogul that hauled
the log trains would not have time to
attend to the matter, since the flats ;
Wjuld have to be spotted on the side-
trick at Cardigan’s log landing in the
w»ih, and this could not be done un-
discovered.
clean.”
“Tiie chy council has already grant-
ed the X. (’. o. « ten horary fran-
chise." he confess ‘d.
Pennington sprang furiously to his
feet. “Dammit," ne snarled, “why did
you do that without consulting me?”
“Didn’t know you were remotely in-
terested." Now that the Ice was bro-
ken, Poundstone felt relieved and was
prepared ’o defend his act vigorously.
"And we lid not commit ourselves ir-
revocably,” he continued. “The tem-
porary franchise will expire in twen-
ty-eight days—ard in that time
N. C. O. cannot even get started.”
“Have you any understanding as to
ft
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Omaha, Neb.—“I have used Ly<
Pink ham’s Vegetable Compound ro
the ’ I
an extension of that temporary fran- I
chise, in case the N. C. O. desires it?” I
“Well, yes—not In writing, however. I
I gave Ogilvy to understand that if he | I
was not ready in thirty days, an ex- I
tension could rendflv he nrrnnirpd.” Ill
*‘I am not such a fool, sir,” Pound-
stone declared with asperity. “I had
a notion—1 might as U’ell admit it—
that you would have serious objection
to having your tracks cut by a jump- I
in Politics
Health."
rdiaE.
'brover
twenty years for fe-
male troubles and it
haa helped me very
much. I have also
used Lydia E. E ink-
ham’s Sanative
Wash with goot re-
sults. I always have
a bottle of Veget able
Compound in the
house as it is a good
remedy in time o'
need. You can
publish my testi-
'------j
maae is penecuy true. —Mrs. J. O.
Elmquist, 2424 S. 20th Street, Omaha.
^rety soft
_ . Used bef<
racetiMlWiw*'***^ in ’h‘* e^eni
» faultless
: Tear I • author! « «I Sr r«-
f«*d yv«r uocey lfTaa-he-B.ro fall, te pit
Bator Labaratorws, riemphi-.'B’iir
snal:e those flat cars with
aboard out to the junction with the
main line," Bryce replied.
railed up the Laguna Grande Lumber
omptny—only to be Informed by no
less 8 person than Colonel Pennington
himself that It would be impossible
t » send the switch-engine in until the
following afternoon. The Colonel ’•
dred and fifty dollars!
Poundstone, you’re funny.
word you're a scream.” And the Colo-
nel gave himself up to a sincerely
hearty laugh. You call It a retainer,”
be continued presently, “but a grand
jury might call It something else. How-
e'er.” he went on after a slight pause,
“you’re not in polities for your health;
so let’s get down to brass tacks. How
much do you want to deny the N. C. O.
not only an extension of that tem-
per iry franchise but also a permanent
franchise when they apply for it?”
Poundstone rose with great dignity.
“Colonel Pennington, sir,” he said,
“you insult me.”
“Sit down. You’ve
that way before now.
"Two hundred and fifty dollars re-
tainer. and not a cent more,” Pound-
stone protested virtuously—and truth-
fully.
“You’re not so good a business man
as T gave you credit for being.” the
Colonel retorted mirthfully'. “Two hun-
Oh. Lord I
Upon my
That No-Acconnt Feeling
Means that yoa have malarial
germs in your blood. Millions
of them destroying the red cor-
puscles, and filling your blool
with poisons that cause chills
and fever, general run-dowa
condition and complications will
Dysentery, Bronchitis and Pneu-
monia.
Avoid the dread effects of th «
disease by taking Oxidine, a
preparation that kills the gern s
of malaria, and tones up t! e
system in a natural way.
Don’t wait until Malaria ges
you into its clutches. Get a
boule of Oxidine today. 60:.
u* your drug store.
The Behrea* Drat Ck
Waco, T« xaa.
TaivNoMore
tVfc tS.ii'n Be.iutifieA'
- aiv»ays-
k between • zou
Kand the 'Sun.
Is a ,ure pro ect>oo
BtXn againsttb- b*»m-
KpU fng dun or t Uster-
MFing wind. It brlDgr
th * skin the vei-
ftness of yootb
fore going out
iing. it rsanre-
- cooip exlon
• -st of safety appliances. He was
w trued that the Fogging cable was
weak at that old split* ami liable t<»
' puil <mt t.f the becket—and sure enough ‘
i it did. The free end of the cable
snapped back like n whip, am!—”
“I bold to the opinion,” Mrs. Pound- :
stone interrupted, "that if one wishes
fi r a thing hard enough and Just keeps
on wishing, one is bound to get it.”
"My dear,” said Mr. Poundstone
impressively, “if you would only con-
fine 'yourself to wishing, I assure you
your chances for success would be in-
rtnitely brighter.”
There was no mistaking this rebuke:
even two cocktails were powerless to
rentier Mrs. Poundstone oblivious to it.
vith the main line, back
In on the I.: urel Creek spur, couple
onto those flpt cars and breeze mer-
Seqnoia with them.
our
the incident of Ogilvy’s visit to }
young Henry Poundstone’s office with ■
a small leather bag; lie was more
““ • convinced that this bag had
contained the bribe, in gold coin,
which had been productive of that
temporary franchise and the verbal
understanding for its possible exten-
sion.
“Ogilvy
til the last loaded log train for the day ,
had been hauled |out to make room.
“Why not switch hack with the ;
mogul after the; log train has been ,
hauled out on the main line?" Bryce '
demanded pointedly.
Pennington, ^owever, was not
trapped. "My dt|ar fellow.” he replied
patronizingly, “qjiite impossible, I as-
sure you. That told trestle across the
creek, my boy—it hasn’t been looked
at for years. While I’d send the light
switch-engine oyer It and have no
fears—”
“I happen to know. Colonel, that the
big mogul kicked those flats in to load
the rails’”
“I know It.
Why, that old
shook and gave
ing about to but kle in the center. My
engineer threat*ned to quit If I sent
him in again.”
“Very well. 1
wait until t‘
out of the shop,’
wood bouleviird at six forty-five Thurs
day evening.; It was with ft profound
feeling of iHief that his honor lift-
ed the lady from their modest little
“flivver," for once inside the Penning
ton house, lie felt, he would be free
from a peculiarly devilish brand of
persecution inaugurate*! by his wife With the nicest tart in tin- world. Shir-
Mr«. y alro -ly changed the subject to
been insulted
Shall we say
• >r,e thousand dollars per each for your
thi good councilmen ami true, and
for yourself that sedan of my niece’s?
It’s a good car. I imagine it will please
Mrs. p. immensely ami grant you sur-
cease from s irrow. Of course. I will
n<»t give It to you. I'll sell it you—
the hundred down upon the signing of
the agreement, and in lieu of the cash,
I will take over that jitney Mrs.
• Poundstone t nds so distasteful. Then
I will employ your son. Henry, as the
attorney for the Laguna Grande I.um-
ber company ami give him a retainer
of twenty-live hundred dollars for one
year. • I will leave it to you to get this
twenty-five hundre<| dollars from
Henry and pay my niece cash for the
car. Doesn't that strike you as a per-
fectly safe aid sane proposition?”
Had a \is i of paradise opened up
before Poundstone. he could not have
been more thrilled. He had been abso-
lute!.’. hofte?t in his plea to Mrs.
; poundstone that he could not afford a
; thirty-two hundred-ahd-flfty-dollar se-
dan. much as be longed to oblige her
and gain a greatly-to-be-dcsired peace.
And now the price was dangling before
his eyes, so to speak. At any rale It
was parked in the porte-cochere not
fifty feet disrant!
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
You're all so crazy for rail connection |
with tiie outside world that you jump I
I at the first plan that seems to promise
j you one. Have you promised Ogilvy
a franchise?”
There was no dodging that ques-
tion. A denial, under tiie present cir-
cumstances. would be tantamount to
an admission; Poundstone could nor
guess Just how much tiie Colonel really
knew, and it would not do to lie to
him, since eventually tiie lie must be
night; th*|y’I! not blow her down. I
for that would mean work tiring her |
in the morning. Our task. Buck, will
he to throw i. IT the airbrakes ami let
itly out of our W»g laml-
a mile down the road
some Tailored shirtwaists she had ob-
served in the window of a local dry
goods emporium that day, and Mrs.
Poundstone subsided.
About nine o’clock, Shirley, in re-
sponse to a meaning glance from her j
relative. tactfully convoyed Mrs.
Poundstone upstairs, leaving her uncle
alone with his prey. Instantly Fen
nlngton got down to business.
“Well,” he queried, apropos of noth
ing. “what do yon hear with reference
to the Northern California-Oregon rail
road?”
“Oh, the usual amount of wind. Colo-
nel. Nobody knows what to make of
that'outfit.”
Pennington studied the end of hip
cigar a moment.
“Have they made any move to get a
franchise?” be asked bluntly. “If they
have, I suppose you would be the first
man to hear about it. I don’t mean to
be impertinent,” he added with a
gracious smile, “but the fact Is I no-
ticed that windbag Ogilvy entering
your office in the city hall the otfier
afternoon, and T couldn’t help wonder-
ing whether his visit was so< ial or of-
ficial.”
“Social—so far as I could observe.”
Poundstone replied truthfully, wonde*-
Ing just how much Pennington knew.
“Preliminary’ to the official visit, I
dare say.”
The Colonel puffed thoughtfully for
a while—for which the mayor wrs
grateful, since it provided time in
which to organize himself. Suddenly,
however, Pennington turned towaid
his guest and fixed the latter with a
serious glance.
“I hadn’t anticipated discussing this I
matter with you, Poundstone. and you
must forgive me for it; but rhe fact is •
—I might as well be frank with you— l
I am very greatly Interested in the
operation of this proposed railroad. If I
it Is built, it will have a very distinct I
effect on my finances.”
“In just what way?”
“Disastrotts."
“I am amazed, Colonel.”
“You wouldn't be if you ha 1 given the
subject very close consideration. Such
a road as the N. C. O. contemplates
will tap about one-third of the red-
wood belt only, while a line built from
Hie south will tap two-thirds of it. The
remaining third can be tappe*! by an
extension of my own logging road;
when my own tjmber Is logged out. I
will want other business for my road,
and if the X. C. O. parallels it. I will
be left with two streaks of rust on my
hands.”
“Ah. I perceive.
\riil!”
“You agree with*me, then. Pou id-
stone, that the N. C. O. Is not designed
to foster the best interests of he
community. Of course you do. I take
it. therefore, that whin the X. C. O.
applies for Its franchise to run through ,
Sequoia, neither you nor your city j
council will consider the proposition
at all.”
“I cannot, of course, speak for the j tb,‘ re^ort of llis Prh:,,p detective and
city council—” Poundstone began, but * “ « rk-s
Pennington’s cold, amused sinlle froze
further utterance.
“Be frank with me. Poundstone.
am not a child.
the night at ojir camp.”
“But how d< you know they will put
up at your ca|mp all night. Bryce?”
“My men wftll make them comfort-
able, and it ineans they can lie abed
inti! seven o'clock instead of having
:o roll out at jive o’clock, which would '
I >e the case ifl they spent the night at
this end of thp line. There is a slight
grade at ovri log landing. I know
that, because the air leaked out of
the brakes oni a log train I was on a
short time ago. and the train ran
away with m*|. Now. the engine crew
i w 11 set the ijtirl»rakes on t ..........
and leave her wit.) steam up to throb
all night; thdv’l! not blow her down. 1
rly down 1"
They'll be loaded waiting for us;
men will bo [congregated in our dry-
yard just off Water street near B.
waiting for np to arrive with the rails
—and bingo-4-wp go to It. After we
drop the flais, we’ll run the engine
back to the woods, leave it when* w«>
| found It, return a-flying. You can get
back in ample time to su|n*rintend tin*
cutting of tbje crossing!”
“Spoken like a man!” quoth Buck-
Ogilvy. “Yoit’re the one man in this
world for whom I’d steal a locomo-
tive. . At a-b »y!”
Had either of the eon sp Ira tors
known of Pehnington’s plans to enter-
tain Mayor Poundstone at dinner on
Thursday n!|xht. it is probable they
would not l.|ave cb< ered until those
i flat cars were out of the woods.
Poundstones entered,
to the living room
nounced sonorously:
stone and Mrs. Poundstone."
“Glad to see you aboard the ship,”
Colonel Pennington boomed with his
best air of hearty expansiveness.
“Well, well.” he continued, leading
Mrs, Poundstone to a divan in front of
the fire, “this is certainly delightful.
My niece will be down in two shakes
of a lamb's tail. Have a cigarette, Mr.
Eoundstone.”
In the midst of the commonplace
(hatter Incident to such occasions. Shir-
ley entered the room; and the Colonel
leaving her to entertain the guests,
went to a small sideboard in one cor-
ner ar d brought forth the “materials,”
as he jocularly termed them,
appeared like magic with a
glasses and tiny serviettes, and the
Colonel’s elixir was passed to the com-
pany.
“Dee-1 icious." murmured Mrs. Pound-
stone. “Perfectly dee-licious. And not
strong!”
"Have another,” her hospitable host
suggested, and he poured it, quite ob-
livious of the frightened wink which
the mayor telegraphed his wife. Pound-
stone prayed to his rather nebulous
gods that Mrs. P. would not discuss
automobiles during the dinner.
Alas! The Colonel’s cocktails were
not unduly fortified, but for all that,
'he two which Mrs. Poundstone had
assimilated contained just sufficient
•kick” to loosen the lady’s tongue
without thickening it. Consequently,
ibout the time the “piece de resist*
ince” made its appearance, she threw
caution to the winds and adverted to
the subject closest to her heart.
‘ I was telling Henry as we came up
the walk how greatly I envied you that
beautiful sedan. Miss Sumner," she
gushed. “How an open car does blow-
one around, my dear!”
"Yes, Indeed,” said Shirley
eently.
"Heard the McKinnon people had a
man killed up in their woods yester-
day, Colonel," Poundstone remarked,
hoping against hope to divert the con-
versation.
"Yes. The fellow’s own fault,” Pen-
nington replied. “He was one of those
employees who held to the opinion
that every man Is the captain of ids
own soul and the sole proprietor of his
own body—hence th it it behooved him
to look after both, in view of the high
ThirtyKunniiigS&re:;
Remember, I stand back of every bo.r
Every druggist guarantees to ref ;n<, U »
purchase pri?e (00 cento) if Peteraor.'v
Ointmen^ doesn't dg all I claim.
I ^uAranteo it for ze na, olC sorte,
running sores, salt rheum, ulcers, so
nff-ples, broken breasts, itching skin, sk
diseases, blind, bleeding and itchlag pilei
as well na for chafing, burns, scales, cuts,
bruises and sunburn.
"I had 30 :ui»ning sores on my leg f<r
11 years, was in three different hospitals.
Amputation was advised. Skin grafti...,
was tried. I was cured by using Pet»--
son's Ointment.”—Mrs. F E. Root, JF?
Michigan street. Buffalo, N. Y. Mail or-
ders filled by Peterson Ointment Co., Buf-
falo, N. Y.
CHAPTER XIV.
The clictograph which Shirley had
asked Bryce to obtain for her in San
Fntncisco arrived on the regular pas-
senger steamer on Thursday morning
ami Brjce called her up to ask when
she desired it sent over.
“Good morning, Mr. Cardigan.” she
greeted him cheerily. “How do you
feel this; morning? Any the worse for
having permitted yourself to be a hu-
mnn being last night?"
“Why, I feel pretty fine. Shirley. I
think It did me a lot of good to crawl
out of my shell last night.”
“You feel encouraged to go on liv-
ing. *41?”
‘Yes.”
"And fighting?”
"By all means.”
“Then something has occurred of
4a»e to give you new courage?”
“Oh, many things. By the v ay. Shir-
ley. you may inform your uncle at
breakfast Friday morning about my
coni ection with the N. C. O. In fact,
I think It would be far better for you
if you made it a point to do so.” mated !
“Why?”
“Beatuse both Ogilvy and myself
have a very strong suspicion that your
uncle has a detective or two on our
trails. I judge your uncle will learn
today that you dined with Ogilvy,
Moi -a ami me last night ”
“Oh. dear! That’s terrible.”
could sense her distress.
“Ashamed of having been seen in my
company, eh?”
“Pletise don’t.
1n this matter?”
“Qiii e.”
•Uncle Seth will think It so—so
sfra nee.”
“He’ll probably tell you about It.
Bet er beat him to the Issue by ’fessing
up, Shirley. Doubtless his suspicions
are already aroused, and if you inform
Ir.m that you know I am the real build-
er of the N. C. O., he’ll think you’re a
smart woman and that you've been
doing a little private gum-shoe work
of y.iur own on behalf of the Laguna
Grande Lumber company.”
"Which is exactly what I have been
doing,” she reminded him.
“I know. But then. I’m not afraid
of you, Shirley—that Is, any more.
And after Friday morning I’ll not be
afraid of your uncle.”
“I feel as if I were a conspirator.”
“I believe you are one. Your dicto-
graph has arrived. Shall I send George
^on Otter over with it? And have you
somebody to Install It?”
“Oh. bother! Does it have to be In-
stalled?”
“It does. You place the contraption
—hide it, rather—in the room where
the conspirators conspire; then you
run wires from it into another room
where the detectives listen in on tiie
receivers.”
“Could George Sea Otter install It?”
“I think he could. There is a print-
ed card of instructions, and I dare say
•George would find the job no more
baffling than the ignition system on
the Napier.”
"Will he tell anybody?”
•Not if you ask him not to.”
“Very well, then. Please send him
over. Thank you so much, Jiryce
Cardigan. You’re an awful good old
sort, after all. Really, It hurts me to
have to oppose you. It would be so
much nicer if we didn’t have all those
redwood trees to protect, wouldn’t It?”
“Let us not argue the question. Shir-
ley. J! think I have my redwood trees
protected. Good-by.”
He had scarcely finished telephon-
ing h s home to instruct George Sea
Otter to report with the express pack-
age to Shirley when Buck Ogilvy
strolled into the office ami tossed a
document on-his desk. "There’s your
little old temporary franchise, old
thing,” he announced; and with many
a hearty laugh i.e related to Bryce the
ingenious means by which he had ob- j
tainecl It. "And now if you will phone
up to your logging camp and instruct
the woods-boss to lay off about fifty
men to rest for the day, pending a
hard night’s work, and arrange to
send them down on the last log train
today, I’ll drop around after dinner
and we’ll fly to that jump-crossing.”
“1’1 telephone Colonel Pennington's
manasior and ask him to kick a switch-
engine in on the Laurel creek spur and
my mils
“Mayor Poundstone and Mrs. Pound- 1
’» j......
vmth. _ . ______ ______„ ..............
I with Ogilvy; I know it for a fact and
you might as well admit It.”
’ • —;e looked up. red and
"If 1 had knowi;—” he be-
suppose I’ll have to
the; switch-engine comes
®bnip.” Bryce replied re-
signedly. and hiing up. He turned a
troubled face i to Ogilvy. “Check-
tie announced. “Whipped to
a frazzle. The colonel is lying. Buck,
and I've caught him at it. As a mat-
ter of fact, the mogul didn’t kick those
flats in at all. The switch-engine did
—and I know It. Now I’m going to
send a man over to snoop around Pen-
nington's roundhouse and verify his
r«?port about the switch-engine being
in th-* shop.” ;
He did s* . yalf an hour later the
messenger returned with the Informa-
tion that not olnly was the switch-en-
gine not in tlije shop but her gre-
box ha*l been Overhauled the week be-
fore and was ireport-sl to De in ex-
cellent conditi *n.
“That settles It,” Buck Ogilvy
mourned. “The Colonel is as suspicious
as a rhino. He (doesn’t know anything,
but he smells longer Just the same."
"Exactly, Brick. So he is delaying
the game until he can learn something
definite.” He; drummed idly on his
desk for several minutes. Then:
“Buck, can yon run a locomotive?"
“With one b tnd, old man.”
“Fine business’ Well, I guess we’ll
put in that cr ossing tomorrow night.
The switch-engine will be in the round-
house at Pennington’s mill tomorrow
night, so we ejan’t steal that; but we
can steal thei mogul. 1’11 ‘list send
word up to tjuy woods boss not to
l ave his train loaded when the inogul
conies up late tomorrow aft**moon to
haul it down H our log lan ling. Of
• ourse, the engine crew won’t bother
to run down to Sequoia for tiie night
—that is, they won’t run the mogul
down. They’ll just leave her at our
log landing a^l night and put up for
And he
I If |dhB
Poundsio
barrassed.
gan.
“Certainly, certainly! I realize you
acted in perfect good faith. You’re
tresaing ills peculiar to their sex should
be convinced b; 2----o---'
truthful testimonials we ar»? constintly
publishing in the newspapers of
ability of Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vege-
table Compound to restore their health.
To know whether Lydia E. Pinky am’n
Vegetable Compound will help you, try
it! For advice write to Lydia E. t*ink
ham Medicine Co. (confidential), Lynr.
Mass. Your letter will be opened, read
and answered by a woman, ard held in
strict confidence.
squirmed. “Wher I
hove had time to look into the matter i
more thoroughly—”
“Tut-tut. my dear man! Lot us not |
straddle the fence. Business is h I
game, and so is politics. Nei her
knows any sentiment. Suppose you
should favor this N. C. O. crowd n a
mistaken idea that you were doing the
right thing, and that subsequently
numberless fellow-ciiizens developed
the idea that you had not done your
: public duty. Would some of them not
be likely to invoke a recall election
and retire you and your city council—
in disgrace?”
"I doubt If they could defeat me,
Colonel.”
"I have no such doubt,” Pennington
replied pointedly.
Poundstone looked up at him from
under lowered • lids. “Is tha a
j threat?” he demanded tremulously.
"My dear fellow! Threaten my
I guest!” Pennington laughed patron'.z-
! ingly. “I am giving you advice,
I | Poundstone—and rather good advice,
it strikes me. However, while v.e're
; on the subje* t. I bav•» no hesitancy In
1 ' telling you that in the event of a dis-
I [ astrous decision on your par . I
I ‘ should not feel justified In supporting
you.”
He might, with equal frank ie<s.
have said: “I would smash you." To
his guest his meaning was not obs uire.
Poundstone studied the pattern of *!><•
rig. and Pennington, watching him
sharply, saw that the man was dis-
tressed. He r*‘solved on a bold st -oke.
“Let’s not beat about the bush.
Poundstone," be sal*)’ with the air of
a fattier patiently striving to induce
his child to r- ant a lie, tell the truth,
and save himself from the parmtal
....... “You’ve been doing business
Poundstone wanted a now automobile.
.Vid she Lad catered upon a cam-
paign of nagging and complaint, hop-
ing to wear Poundstone's resist once
down to the point where he woub! be
willing to barter his hope of salva-
tion in return for a guarantee of peace
on earth.
“I feel like a perfect fool, calling
upon these people in this Ijjtby rattle-
trap.” Mrs. Poundstone protested.
Mayor Poundstone paused. “In
pity’s name, woman,” he growled,
“talk about someth Ing else. Give me
one night of peace. Let me enjoy my
dinner and this visit.”
“I can’t help it.” Mrs. P----retorted
with asperity. She pointed to Shirley
Sumner’s car parked under the porte-
cochere. “If I had a sedan like that.
I could die happy. And it only cost
thirty-two hundred and fifty dollars.”
“I paid six hundred an*! fifty for the
rattletrap, and I couldn't afford that,”
he ilmos: whimpered. “You were
happy with it until I was elected
mayor."
“You forget our social position, my
dear,” she purred sweetly.
He could have struck her. “Hang
your social position,” he gritted sav-
agely. “Shut up, will you? Social
; position in a sawmill town! Dam-
mit you’ll drive me crazy yet.” Pound
stone gurgled, and subside*!.
The Pennington butler, a very
peri person, opened the door.
At the entrance
the butler an-
"Mayor Pound-
Women who suffer from those dia-
—:— :n- ~?culiar to their sex si ouid
by the many genuine and
the
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