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Garfield County Press
OKLAHOMA
We all admire a man who
poach and an egg that will.
A "hushandette" Is apt to be found
hashing the dlshcB In a "kitchenette."
With some assistance from gasoline
this has become a pretty fast country.
The truth may he the worst of In-
sults, but that does not necessarily
tnako It a libel.
Fashion doesn't give fine feathers a
chance to make fine birds; It needs
them all for huts.
When It comes to having bulldogs
utolen by burglars, one must Indeed
feel tho biting Irony of fate.
It's Just about time for a new dl*
ease to be discovered. Pelngra and
hookworm are becoming ordinary.
SANNIJTER MERMN
fteX/SYJKATTOJW J3Y
RAY WVLTERJ7
COPYftrOMT 1909 yyy DODO, MB CDMPAIfy-
To save our IIf«*. we can't get deeply
interested In the tomb of Ananias
There are too many live liars In this
world.
The proposed trouser reform hnn
raised a preat howl In the ranks of
tho knock-kneed. pigeon-toed and thin
thanked A polios.
A man in Boston wants a divorce
hecauses his wife throws knives nt
him It takes so little to maku some
huFbands peevish.
Scientists have discovered a new ele-
ment, celtlum. Will It also be used ns
a cancer cure until another new ele-
ment is discovered?
A Boston woman advances the
theory thnt overeating is likely to
cause race suicide, it Is likely also
to cause bankruptcy.
The light of a new star recently dis-
covered In the Milky Way was 1 r 0
yearn in reaching the earth. Prett;
•low, as things go now.
New York subway crowds fatally
trampled upon a young woman. And
yet thnt city (g hoping for a popula
tlon of 35,000,000 eventually.
We are assured that a race of bald
headed women Is threatened Maybe,
tout many a man will not discover any
evidences of this until after the nup
•Jal knot is tied.
At th# exponas of n nollcd hat Robert
Ornm hhvch from arr.-Ht 11 «lrl In a black
touring rar who .hnn caused a traffic Jam
on Htate street, lie buys a new hat and
Is given tn change a five dollar bill with
"Ketnember the i r on you pay this to,"
written on It. A second time he helps the
lady tn the black car, and h-arrm that In
Tom and liesuii- Walling limn they have
mutual friends, but k-iIiis no further hint
of her Identity. Ho discovers another In-
scription on the uiaraed bill, which. In a
futile attempt to decipher It, he copies
ami piart'B the copy in a drawer In his*
apartment. Benor Forltci, South Amerl
can. calls, and claim* the marked bill,
virtue refuses, and a ilj.;lit • nsuts In
will, n PoritoJ ih overcome. Hs calls In
Benor Ah atrantc, minister from hiu coun-
try. to vouch for him. Ornm still refuse*
to give up the bill. Orme kova for a walk
>i see® two iaps
_r Rei ...
Orme In attacked by two Jups who
feet n forcible exchange of the marked
i" i?r another. Orme finds the girl of
the black car waiting for him. film also
wants the bill, urine tells hie Htory. She
recognises one of the Japs as her father's
butler, Maku Tho second inscription on
the hill Ih the key t.. the hiding place <>f
Important paper* stolen from her father.
Both Japs and South Americans want the
papers. Orme and the "Girl" start out In
the black car In quest of the papers. In
the university grounds In livanston the
hiding place Is located. Maku and an-
other Jap ure there. Ornie fells Maku
and the other Jap escapes Orme finds In
Maku's pocket a folded slip of paper. Ho
takes the girl, whose name is still un-
known to him, to the home of a friend In
Evanston. Returning to the university
grounds Orme gets in conversation with a
guard at the llfe-suvlng station. They
hear a motor boat in trouble In the dark-
ness on the lake. They And the crippled
boat. Iu It are the Jap with the papers
and "Girl." She Jumps inlo Orme's boat,
but the Jap eludes pursuit.
CHAPTER VII.—Continued.
At the side of the girl, Orme now
walked slowly through tho deserted
streets. It was some time before she
spoke.
"After you left me at the home of
my friends—" she began at last.
"Don't try to tell about it." he in-
terrupted quickly. "You are tired.
* — | Walt for another time."
A Chicago professor has won an j They were passing under a street
A western man tried to commit sui-
cide because he had too much house
work to do. He had reached a point
where breaking disheB 110 longer re
Meved his feelings.
tontomoblle in a guessing contest. W
t>ellove this Is the first time a Chicago
allege professor has ever admitted
\hat he was guessing.
lamp at the moment, und she glanced
up at him with a grateful smile,
pleased apparently by hi* thought of
her.
■ 1 ——— "That is good of you," she exclaim-
OhUwttwre Is' Judge vr\$h hoi V- ed. "but, tuj i^ily t. Ul Let
that a woman may take money from 1110 f° on with It. I explained myself
her husband without his knowledge j my friends aB beat 1 could and Went
to my room. Then it suddenly oc-
curred to me that Maku and his friend
might have come to Kvanstou by
boat."
—— . "Just as, later, It occurred to me."
, AJ ft hearing in New York on a pro- thought that the other man
T>osed ordinance to limit the length might be waiting for Maku. The mo-
or consent nnd be guiltless of steal
lng. This Is likely to cause more
bachelors to struggle along without
■wives.
and powers for mischief of the femi-
nine hatpin a number of women pres
ent approved of the measure and not
a single voice wns raised against it
The fair sex may always be relied on
to do tho unexpected thing.
tor car that we heard—there was no
good reason for thinking that our man
was iu it."
She paused.
"1 know," he said. "I thought of
those things, too."
"It flashed on me," she went on.
In a contest in New York to decide ' "thtU lf 1 cwu,d >ir"l the man. I might
what are the 25 most beautiful words be able to buy him off. I didn't be-
ta the English language the Judges Hove that he would dare to Injure
threw out "truth," because they mtJ- There are reasons why he should
thought it had a metallic sound. An no* My car had been taken In, but
other surprising thing about the con ' had them bring it out, and I told
test wns that the man who won did theiu—well, that part doesn't matter.
not have "money" in his list of beau-
tiful words.
Now that tho aeroplane has demon-
strated Its ability both to rise from
the deck of a warship and land there-
on, Ita practical possibilities for war-
Enough that 1 made an oxcuse, and
went out with the car."
"You should have taken some oue
with you "
"There was a likelihood that the
Japauese would run If I had a com-
panion. As loug as I was alone ho
fare will be largely increased. In m,Kht be willing to parley, I thought,
fact, the next big war will bo unique least, he would not be afraid of
In the world's annals, unless so many nie So 1 went north on Sheri
wonders in the way of invention act <*Rn roa(l to tho upper end of the low-
to keep it from occurring *'r Cttnipua There Is a cross-road
. there, you remember, cutting through
Sanitary reform Is marching on. t0 l ke, and I turned in 1 left
The New Hampshire legislature has car Dear a house that Is there, and
adopted a law empowering the State
Hoard of Health to restrict the use
of common drinking cups in public
places. Combined with the move-
ment by railroad compnnles to elimin-
ate the common drinking cup in pas
senger cars this means much in the
wuy of safeguarding health.
Uncle Sam certainly has grown to
he a big boy. The census of last year
shows that the three Pacific coast
states, California. Oregon nnd Wash-
ington, now have a larger population
than that of the entire thirteen
colonies when they started tho Revo-
lution and set up in business for
themselves. And the fathers never
even dreamed that there would be
Pacific coast states.
walked on to the edg • of the blufT.
"Moored to a breakwater below was
a boat, and a man was standing near
her. I called out to him, asking what
time it was. He answered, 'Don'
kuow,' and 1 knew him at once to be
foreign and, probably, Japanese. So
1 went down toward him
| "When he saw that 1 was coming,
he got Into the boat. He seemed to
be frightened and hurried, and 1 in-
ferred that he was about to cast off,
and I called out that I was alone At
that he waited, but he did not get out
of the boat, and I was standing at
the edge of the breakwater, Just
above him. before he actually seemed
to recognise me."
"Did you know him?" asked Orme.
"1 never saw him before to my
knowledge; but he made an exclama-
tion which indicated that he know
me"
"What did he do then?"
"I told him that 1 wished to talk to
him about the papers His answer
was that, if 1 would step down Into
the boat, he would talk. He said that
he would not leave the boat, and
added that he was unwilling to die
cuss the matter aloud. And I was
The hobble Bklrt may figure In an of
flelal Inquiry. It appears that a num
ber of Syracuse ladles have filed with
the public service commission a com-
plaint against the traction company op
erating lines tn that city, alleging
that the steps of the cars are too high,
thus preventing women from getting
ready access thereto. And the defense
may be that if the ladles did not wear . IHH
constricted garments they would have foolish enough to believe his excuses,
less difficulty entering tho cars. " h® wished to whisper, I «ald to my
. __ self, why. I *«uld whisper. I never
The OutenburK Bible, the first print 10 "k" 8 ""■sPlrator."
«-d book. Is worth ISO,000, and yet 8he P®u8t'd • look up at the tru«t
Ihere lin't any more In It than ther« "®" H( c(,rn«'' which Uiejr had
la In the Hlble lhat you can buy at reache<1. ttn<l turned to the risht on
the second-hand bookstore for s 11 F^a(*y avenue
.nickel. "Well, 1 got Into the boat." she con-
tlnued. "I told him that 1—nyr father
An American who tried to force the ^" Prepuri'ii '? P"? 111111 a large sum
officer* of the Dank of England to
open the vaults and let him help him-
pelf ta the money stored In them ha,
fXea ieclr.red to be hopelessly Insane.
There are plenty of Americans still
of money for the papers, but he only
shook his bead and said, 'No, no. I
named a sum; theu a larger one; but -«««. „„ luw
Lhou.h XT '° j'mPi b,m' I ,BP nln* of secret,"ho could not
0 ,econd off*'r ■" Ignore his general .urml.e,, To put
targe as I dared 1 •• -•
ho bout down and started the motor,
and then I noticed for the first time
that while I was talking we had been
drifting away from the dock. I made
ready to jump overboard. We were
near the shore and the water was not
deep; anyway, 1 am a fair swimmer.
Hut ho turned and seized my wrists
and forced me down Into the bottom
of the boat. 1 struggled, but it was
no tiso, and when I opened my mouth
to scream, he choked me with one
hand and with the other pulled from
his pocket a handkerchief and tried
to put it in my mouth."
She gave a weary little laugh.
"It was such a crumpled, unclean
handkerchief, 1 couldn't have stood
It. So 1 managed to gasp that if he
would only let me alone I would keep
quiet."
"The*brute!" muttered Orme.
"Oh, I don't think he Intended to
hurt me. What he feared, as nearly
as I can make out. Is that I might
hnve him intercepted if he let me go
free. That must have been why he
tried to take me with him. Prob-
ably he planned to beach the boat
at some unfrequented point on the
North side and leave me to shift for
myself.
"When your boat came, of course
I d/dn't know who was In it. I never
dreamed It would be you. And I had
promised to keep still."
"Hardly a binding promise."
"Well, before he stopped threaten-
ing mo with that awful handkerchief,
he had made me swear over and over
that 1 would not call for help, that
I would not make any signal, that I
would sit quietly on the seat. When
you recognized me, I felt that all need
of observing the promise was over."
"Naturally," muttered Orme.
She sighed. "It does seem as though
Fate had been against us," she said.
"Fate is fickle," Orme returned.
"You never know whether she will be
your friend or your enemy. But I be-
lieve that she is now going to be our
friend—fot\ a change. Tomorrow I
shall get tnose papers."
CHAPTER VIII.
The Trail of Maku.
When for the second time that night
he bade the girl adieu and saw her
enter the house of her friends, Orme
went briskly to the electric car line.
He had not long to wait A car
came racing down the tracks and
stopped at his corner. Swinging
aboard at the rear platform, he
glanced within. There were four pas-
sengers—a man and woman who, ap-
parently, were returning from an eve-
ning party of some sort, since he was
In evening dress and she wore an
opera cloak; a spectacled man, with
a black portfolio in his lap; a seedy
fellow asleep In one corner, his* head
sagging down on his breast, his hands
In his trousers pockets; and—was it
possible? Orme began to think that
Fate had indeed changed her face
toward him. for tho man who sat
huddled midway of the car, staring
straight before him with beady, ex
presslonless eyes, was Maku.
Under the brim of his dingy straw-
hat a white bandage was drawn tight
around his head—so tight that from
Its under edge the coarse black hair
bristled out In a distinct fringo. The
blow of the wrench, then, must have
cut through the skin.
Well—that would mean one more
scar on the face of the Japanese.
The other scar, how had Maku come
by that? Perhaps in some battle with
the Russians in Manchuria. lie
seemed to be little more than a boy,
but then, one never could guess the
nge of a Japanese, and for that mat-
ter, Orme haii more than onco been
told that the Japanese had begun to
impress very young soldiers long be-
fore the battle of Mukden.
While making these observations,
Orme had drawn his hat lower over
his eyes. He hoped to escape recog-
nition, for this opportunity to track
Maku to his destination was not to be
missed. He also placed hiihself in
such a position on the platform that
his own face was partly concealed b7
the cross-bars which protected tho
windows at the end of the car.
In his favor was the fact that Maku
would not expect to see him. Doubt-
less the Japanese was more concerned
with his aching head than with any
suspicion of pursuit, though his
somewhat Indeterminate profile, a«
visible to Orme. gave no Indication of
any feeling at all. So Orme stood
where he could watch without seem-
ing to watch, and puzzled over the
problem of following Maku from the
car without attracting attention.
The refusal of tho other Japanese to
accept the girl's ofTer of money for the
papers had given Orme a now idea of
the Importance of the quest Maku
and his friend must be Japanese gov-
ernment agents just as Porltol and
Alcatrante were unquestionably acting
for their government This, at least,
was the moat probable explanation
that entered Orme's mind. The syndi-
cate, then—or concession, or what-
ever it was—must be of genuine inter-
national significance.
Though Orme continued to smother
his curious questionings as to the
happiness to think that she might be
leading him into an affair which was
greater than any mere tangle of pri-
vate interests. He knew, too, that,
upon the mesh of private interests,
public interests are usually woven.
Tho activity of a Russian syndi
cato in Korea had been the more
or less direct cause of the Russo-
Japanese war; the activity of
rival American syndicates in Vene-
zuela had been, but a few years
before, productive of serious in-
ternational complications. In the
present instance, both South Ameri-
cans and Japanese were interested.
Hut Orme know In his soul that there
could be nothing unworthy In any
action Jn which the girl took part
She would not only do nothing un-
worthy; she would understand the sit-
uation clearly enough to know wheth-
er tho course which offered itself to
her was worthy or not.
In events such as she had that
night fared with him, any other girl
Orme had ever met would have shown
moments of weakness, impatience, or
fear. Hut to her belonged a calm
which came from a clear perception of
the comparative unimportance of pet-
ty Incident. Sh« was strong, not as a j
man Ih strong, but In the way a worn- j
an should be strong.
The blood went to his cheeks as he j
remembered how tenderly he had
spoken to her in the boat, and how
plain he had made his desire for her.
What should he call his feeling? Did
love come to men as suddenly as
this? She had not rebuked him—
there was that much to be thankful
for; and she must have known that
his words were as involuntary as his
action in touching her shoulder with
his hand.
But bow could she have rebuked
him? She was, in a way, indebted to
him. The thought troubled him. Had
he unintentionally taken advantage
of her gratitude by showing affection
when she wished no more than com-
radeship? And had she gently said
nothing, because ho had done some-
thing for her? If her patience with
him were thus to bo explained, it
must have been based upon her recog-
nition of his unconsciousness.
Still, the more he pondered, the
more clearly he saw that she was not
a girl who, under the spell of friendly
good will, would permit a false situa-
tion to exist. Her sincerity was too
deep for such a glossing of fact. He
dared assume, then, that her sym-
pathy with him went even so far as
to accept his attitude when it was a
shade more than friendly.
More than friendly! Like a white
light, the truth flashed upon him as he
stood there on the rocking platform of
the car. He and she would have to be
"I should think that would be so,
here in the suburbs," said Orme.
"Oh, this ain't the suburbs. We
crossed the city limits 20 minutes
ago."
"You don't 'carry many passengers
this time of night."
"That depends. Sometimes we have
a crowd. Tonight there's hardly any
ono. Nobody else is likely to get on
now."
"Why is that?"
"Well, it's only a short way now
to the connection with the elevated
road. People who want to go the
reBt of the way by the elevated, would
walk. And after we pass the ele-
vated there's other car lines they're
more likely to take, where the cars
run frequenter."
"Do you go to the heart of the
city?"
"No, we stop at the barns. Say,
have you noticed that Jap in there?"
The conductor nodded toward Maku.
"What about him?"
"He was put aboard by a cop. Looks
as though somebody had slugged
him."
"That's so." commented Orme. "His
j head is bandaged."
"Judging from the bandage, It must
have been a nasty crack," continued
the conductor. "But you wouldn't
know he'd been hurt from his face.
Say. you can't tell anything about
those Johns from their looks, can you,
now?"
"You certainly can't," replied Orme.
The conductor glanced out "There's
the elevated." he said. "I'll have to
go in and wake that drunk. He gets
oft here."
Orme watched the conductor go to
the man who was sleeping in the
corner and shake him. The man
nodded his head vaguely, and settled
back Into slumber. Through the open
door came the conductor's voice:
"Wake up!"—Shake—"You get oft
here!"—Shake—"Wake up, there!"
But the man would not awaken.
Maku was sitting but a few feet
from the sleeping man. He had not
appeared to notice what was going on,
but now, Just as the conductor seemed
about to appeal to the motorman for
help, the little Japanese slid along the
seat and said to the conductor: "1
wake him."
The conductor stared, and scratched
his head. "If you can," he remarked,
"It's more'n I can do."
Maku did not answer, but putting
his hand behind the Bleeping man's
back, found some sensitive vertebra.
With a yell, the man awoke and leap-
ed to his feet The conductor seized
him by the arm and led him to the
platform.
The car was already slowing down.
i
Maku Seemed to Have Had No Suspicion That He Was Being Fol-
lowed.
I !
ron
Gave No Indication of Feeling at All.
more than friendly! He had never
seen her until that day. He did not
even know her name. But all his life
belonged to her, and would belong to
her forever. The miracle which had
been worked upon him, might it not
also have been worked upon her? He
felt unworthy, and yet she might care
—might already have begun to care—
but ho put the daring hope out of his
mind, and looked again at Maku.
The Japanese had not moved. His
face still wore Its racial look of pa-
tient indifference; his hands were still
crossed in his lap. He sat on the edge
of the seat. In order that his feet
might rest on tho floor, for his legs
were short; and with every lurch of
tho car, he swayed easily, adapting
himself to the motlan with an uncon-
scious ease that betrayed supple mus-
cles.
The car stopped at a corner and
the man and woman got out, but
Maku did not even seem to glance at
them. Orme stepped back to make
way for them on the platform, and as
they descended and tho conductor
rang the bell, he looked out at the
suburban landscape, with Its well-
lighted, macadamized streets, Its va-
cant lots, and Its occasional bouses,
which seemed to be of the better
class, as nearly as he could Judge In
the uncertain rays of the arc lamps.
He turned to the conductor, who met
his glance with tho look of one who
thirsts to talk.
"People used to go to parties In car-
riages and automobiles," said the con-
ductor, "but now they take the car
but without waiting for it to stop, the
fellow launched himself Into the night,
being preserved from falling by the
god of alcohol, and stumbled away
toward the sidewalk.
"Did you see the Jap?" exclaimed
the conductor. "Stuck a pin into him,
that's what he did."
"Oil, I guess not," laughed Orme.
"He touched his spine, that was all."
The car stopped. The spectacled
passenger with the portfolio arose and
got off by way of tho front platform. '
Would Maku also take the elevated?
lf he did, unless he also got off the
front platform, Orme would have to
act quickly to keep out of sight.
But Maku made no move. He had
returned to his former position, and
only the trace of an elusive smile on
his Hps showed that he had not for-
gotten the Incident In which ho had
Just taken part. Meantime Orme had
maintained his partial concealment,
and though Maku had turned his head
when he went to the conductor's help,
he had not appeared to glance toward
the back platform.
The conductor rang the bell, and
the car started forward again with Its
two passengers—Maku within, Orme
without—the pursuer and the pursued.
"I thought the motorman and I was
going to have to chuck that chap off,"
commented the conductor, "lf the
Jap hadn't stuck a pin Into his—"
"I don't think it was a pin. The
Japanese know where to touch you
o that it will hurt"
"An I didn't even like to rub the
fellow's ear for fear of hurtin' him.
"I wonder where the Jap will get
off?" said Orme.
"Oh, he'll go right through to the
barns and take a Clark street car.
There's a lot of them Japs lives over
that way. He's one of 'em, 1 guess."
"Unless he's somebody's cook or
valet."
"I don't believe he is. But of
course, you never know."
"That's true," said Orme. "One
never knows."
As the car plunged onward, Maku
suddenly put his hand in his pocket
He drew it out empty. On his face
was an expression which may mean
"surprise" among the Japanese. He
then fumbled in his other pockets, but
apparently he did not find what he
was looking for. Orme wondered
what it might be.
The search continued. A piece of
twine, a pocket knife, a handkerchief,
were produced in turn and inspected.
At last he brought out a greenback,
glancing at it twice before returning
it to his pocket Orme knew that it
must be the marked bill. But Maku
was looking for something else. His
cheek glistened with perspiration; ev-
idently he had ^ost something of
value. After a time, however, he
stopped hunting his pockets, and
seemed to resign himself to his loss—
a fact from which Orme gathered that
the object of his search was nothing
so valuable that it could not be re-
placed.
When he had been quiet for a time,
he again produced the greenback, and
examined it attentively. From the
way he held it. Orme Judged that he
was looking at the well-remembered
legend: "Remember Person You Pay
This To." Presently he turned it over
and held it closer to his eyes. He was,
of course, looking at the abbreviated
directions.
"You'd think that Jap had never
seen money before," remarked the
conductor.
"Perhaps he hasn't—that kind," re-
plied Orme.
"Maybe he guesses It's counter-
feit."
"Maybe."
"Looks as though he was trying to
read the fine print on it."
"Something you and I never have
done, I imagine," said Orme.
"That's a fact," the conductor
chuckled. "I never noticed anything
about a bill except the color of It and
the size of the figure."
'Which 1b quite enough for most
men."
"Sure! But I bet I pass on a lot of
counterfeits without knowing it."
"Very likely. The Jap has evidently
finished his English lesson. See how
carefully he folds the bill before he
puts it away."
"We're comin' to the barns," said
the conductor. "Far as we go."
As he spoke, the car slowed down
and stopped, and Maku arose from his
seat. Orme was at the top of the
steps, ready to swing quickly to the
ground, if Maku left the car by the
rear door. But the Japanese turner*
to the forward entrance. Orme waited
until Maku had got to the ground,
then he, too, descended.
Maku did not turn at once toward
the Clark street car that was waiting
to start downtown. Ho stood hesitant
in the street. After a moment, his
attention seemed to be attracted by
the lights of an all-night restayrant,
not far away, and he crossed the
street and walked rapidly to the
gleaming sign.
Orme followed slowly, keeping on
the other side of the Btreet. If Maku
was hungry, why, Maku would eat
while he himself would wait outside
like a starving child before a baker's
window. But Maku. It seemed, was
not hungry. Through tho window
Orme saw him walk to the cashier's
desk and apparently ask a question.
In answer, the woman behind the
desk pointed to a huge book which lay
on the counter near by. Orme recog-
nized it as the city directory.
For some time Maku studied the
I-nges. Then he seemed to appeal to
tho cashier for help, for she pulled
the book to her, looked at him as
though Bhe were asking a question,
and then, rapidly running through the
leaves, placed her finger at a certain
part of a certain pago and turned the
book around so that the Japanese
could see. He nodded and, after bow
lng in a curious fashion, came bacn to
a little way. He would have gone to
the restaurant in an endeavor to find
out what address Maku had wished, 1
but for two reasons: The cashier
might refuse to tell him, or she might
have forgotten the name. In either
event his opportunity to follow Maku
would thus bo lost—and to follow
Maku was still his best course. Ac-
cordingly ho watched the Japanese
go back to a Clark street car and
climb aboard.
It was an open car, with transverse
seats, and Maku had chosen a position
about two-thirds of the way back.
There was, as yet only one other pas-
senger, How to get aboard without
being seen by Maku was a hard prob-
lem for Orme, but he solved It by
taking a chance. Walking rapidly to-
ward the next corner, away from the
car, he got out of the direct rays of
the street lamp and waited.
Presently the car started. It al-
most reached Orme's corner when he
signaled it and, hurrying Into the
street, swung on to the back platform.
There had been barely time for the
car to slow down a little. Maku could
not well have seen him without turn-
ing his head, and Orme had watchc.iJ
the little Japanese closely enough to
know that he had continued to stare
straight before him.
Safe on the black platform, a desire
to smoke came to Orme. He found a
cigar in his case and lighted it. While
he was shielding the match, he looked
over his hollowed hand and saw Maku
produce a cigarette and light it The
Japanese had apparently wished the
consolation of tobacco Just as Orme
had.
"An odd coincidence," muttered
Orme. "I hope it wasn't mind-read-
ing." And he smiled as he drew a
mouthful of smoke.
Lincoln park slid by them on the
left. The car was getting well down
into the city. Suddenly Maku worked
along to the end of his seat and got
down on the running-board. The con-
ductor pulled the bell. The car stopped
and the Oriental Jumped off.
The action had been so quick that
Orme, taken off his guard, had not
had time to get off first. He, there-
fore, remained on the car, which be-
gan to move forward again. Looking
after Maku, he saw that the Japanese,
glancing neither to right nor to left,
was making ofT down the side street
going west; so he in turn stepped to
the street, Just as Maku disappeared
beyond the corner. He hurried quick
ly to the side street and saw Maku,
half a block ahead, walking with
short, rapid steps. How had Maku
got so far? He must have run while
Orme was retracing the way to the
corner. And yet Maku seemed to
have no suspicion that he was being
followed.
The chase led quickly to a district
of poor houses and shops—an ill-look-
ing, ill-smelling district, where every
shndow seemed ominous. Whenever
they approached a corner, Orme hur-
ried forward, running on his toes, to
shorten the distance In the event that
Maku turned, but the course contin-
ued straight until Orme began to won-
der whether they were not getting
near to the river, one branch of which
he knew ran north through the city.
At last Maku turned into an alley
which cut through the middle of a
block. This was something which
Orme had not expected. He ran for-
ward and peered down the dark, un-
pleasant passage. There was his man.
barely visible, picking a careful way
through the ash heaps and avoldiug
the pestilential garbage cans.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Women In Germany.
Women in this country do not real
ize the difference in the treatment of
their sex here from what is exacted of
them abroad. In Germany more and
more the burden of heavy labor falls,
on the shoulders of women. There is
more truth than poetry in the old say-
ing that much of the continental farm-
ing depends upon hitching a woman
and a cow to a plow. Fifteen years
ago there were 3,760,000 women en-
gaged in agricultural labor; in a
dozen years their numbers had li>
creased to 4,698,986. More than 2,000,-
000 are In industrial work. One-third
of all the economical activity in the
German empire must be credited to
women workers.
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