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Show HIE TIMFS-NEW- NEPHI. UTAH S. v III 8 8 V "Four Score and Seven Years Ago1 ft 5 ?2 v V v By William MacHarg, Edwin Balmer - . by Little. Brown anil fTopyrlrht rmn " "UNTIL I COME TO YOU AS" She caught at his hand. "No; no!" she cried. "You must get as far away as you can before they come! I'm going back to meet and hold them." She threw the car into the reverse, backed and turned it and brought it again onto the road. He came beside her again, putting out his hand; she seized it. Iler hands for an instant clung to it, his to hers. "You must go quick!" she urged; "but how am I to know what becomes of you where you are? Shall I hear from you shall I ever sje youf "No news will be good news," he said, "until "Until uhatf" "Until " And again that unknown something which a thousand times it seemed to her 7ta2 checked his word and action to- ward her made him pause; but nothing could completely bar them from one another now. "Until they catch and destroy me, or until I come to you as as you have never known me yet!" What m situation! Here are two young people, obviously in love with each other. The girl ia aiding the man to escape. Yet the man ia virtually a priaoner on the country estate of her father, who ia trying to solve a moat complicated and baffling mystery which concerns them all. For the man ia suspected of a murderous attack on the Moreover, he ia apparently connected with a girl's blind father. previoua murder. And, finally, he haa just taken part in a midnight encounter in the girl's home in which a relative haa been shot to death. In addition the man ia uaing an assumed name and will not tell who he ia or what ia hia purpoae. But the girl who ia a nice girl knows with love's preacience that the man ia worthy and dares to put her faith to the teat. Love, myatery, action, a deep wrong righted, the confounding of the wicked what more ia needed for a good story? The authors are William MacHarg and Edwin Balmer, those inter-estin- g who separately and together have won Chicago brothers-in-la- r the reading public. CHAPTER I Financier Dies. Gabriel Warden apltnlist, railroad director, owner of mines and timber at lands, at twenty a one of the predominant forty-eigmen of tbe Northwest coast paced with quick. uneveD steps the great d living room of his 'home Just above Seattle on Puget eound. Twice within ten minutes he had used the telephone In the hall to receive the same reply that the train from Vancouver, for which he had inquired, had come In and that the passengers had left the station. It was not like Gabriel Warden to show nervousness of any sort; Kondo, the Japanese doorman, who therefore had found someth'ng strange In his telephoning, watched him through the portieres which shut oft Ihe living room from the hall. Warden turned suddenly and pressed the bell to call a servant. Kondo entered the room ; he noticed then that Warden's hand, which was still holding the watch before hlra, was shaking. "A young man who may, or may not, give a name, will ask for me In a few moments. H will say he called by appointment. Tnke him at once to my smoking room, and I will see him there. I am going to Mrs. Warden's room now." He went up the stairs. Kondo noticed, still absently holding his watch In his hand. Warden controlled his nervousness before entering his wife's room. She talked with him casually for a moment or so hofore she even sent away her maid. When they were alone, she suddenly saw that he had come to her to discuss some serious subject. "Cora." he snld, when he had closed the door after the mnld. "I want your advice on a business question." She was "A business question!" He was one of greatly surprised. those men who believe all business mutters should be kept from their wives. "I menn It came to me through some business discoveries." "And you cannot decide It for yourself?" "1 had decided It." He looked asrnln at his watch. "I had quite decided It may lend to some It; but now result whlc'i I have suddenly felt that I haven't the rlyht to decide entirely for myself.'' Warden's wife for the first time felt alarmed. "Ton menn It affect me directly?" He selr.ed both her bands in his and held her before hltn. "Corn." he said, "what would you have me do If you knew I had found out that a young man a man who. four or live years ago. had as much to live for as any mnn might had been outraged In every right by men who are my friends? Would you have me fight the outfit for blm? Or would yon hove me lie down?" 8he stared at him with only pride then; she waa proud of his strength, of lis ability to flglit, of the power he knew he possess d to force his way against opposition. "Why, you aould fight them!" Ton want me to fight them?" "Of course." "No matter what It costs?" Fhe realized then that what he was very grave. facing "Cora," he snld. "I didn't come to N your advice wftlxilt putting this squarely to run. If 1 go Into this fight. I shrill r.e rot onlv n opponent to some of niv friends; 1 shall ero something tb e a thveiit t' ' to radios" tnay tLtutr (l A r, wlcker-furnlshe- ' us pent 'y She cried out, "You mean someone might kill you?" "Should that keep me from going In?" She hesitated. He went on : "Would you have me afraid to do a tling that ought to be done, Cora?" "No," she said ; "I would not." "All right, then. That's all I had to know now. The young man Is coming to see me tonight, Cora. Probably he's downstairs. I'll tell you all 1 can after I've talked with him." Corboy noticed that the curtains all about had been pulled down ; he touched the button and turned on the light at the top of the car, and then he saw that Warden was dead; his cap was off, and the top of bis head had been smashed by a heavy blow. The chauffeur drew back, gasping; Kondo. behind him on the steps, cried out and ran into the house calling for help. Two other servants and Mrs. Warden, who had remained nervously In her rcom, ran down. The stranger who had been waiting, now seen for the first time by Mrs. Warden, came out from the smoking room to help them. He aided In taking the body from the car and helped to carry It Into the living room and lay It on a coucti ; he remained until It was certain that Warden had been killed and nothing could be done. When this had been established and further confirmed by the doctor who was called. Kondo and Mrs. Warden looked around for the young man but he was no longer there. The news of the murder brought extras out upon the streets of Seattle, Tacoma and Portland at ten o'clock that night. Seattle, stirred at once at the murder of one of Its most prominent citizens, stirred still further at Use new proof that Warden had been a power In business and finance; then, as the second day's dispatches from the larger cities came In, It stirred a third time at the realization for so men said that this was the second time such a murder had happened. Warden had been what wns called among men of business and finance a member of the "Latron crowd"; he had been close, at one time, to the great western capitalist Matthew Latron ; the properties In which he had made his wealth, and whose direction and administration had brought him the respect and attention of other men. had been closely allied with or even included among those known as the "Latron properties"; and Latron, five years before, had been murdered. murderer had been a mnn who called upon him by appointment, and Warden's murderer. It appeared, had been equally known to him, or at least Of this as equally recommended. much was made as possible In the suggestion that the same agency, was behind the two. The statements of Kondo and 'Corboy were verified; it was .even learned at what spot Warden's murderer had left the motor unobserved by Corboy. Beyond this, no trace was found of him, and the disappearance of the young mnn who had come to Warden's house and waited there for three quarters of an hour to see him was also complete. 's circumspect, the chauffeur also plainly was accustomed to be In the era ploy of one who required reticence. Connery looked from the note to the bearer more keenly. There was something funillinr In the chauffeur's face Just enough to have made Connery believe, nt first, that probably he had seen the man meeting some passenger at the station. "You are " Connery ventured casually. "In private employ ; yes, sir," the man cut off quickly. Then Connery know him ; It was when Gnbrlel Warden traveled on Connery'g train that the conductor hnd seen this chauffeur; this was Patrick Corhoy, who had driven Warden the night he waa killed. But Connery, having won his point, knew better than to show It. "Waiting for a receipt from me?" he asked as If he had abandoned bis curiosity. The chauffeur nodded. Connery on It, took a sheet of paper, scaled It In an envelope arid handed It over; the chauffeur hastened back to his enr and drove off. Ccnne. y whistled softly to himself. Evidently his passenger was to be one of the great men In eastern finance who had been brought west by Warden's death. As the car disappeared, Connery gazed off to the sound. The March morning wns windy and wet. v.ith a storm blowing In from the racific. From Eliot bay reverberated e of some the roar of the large ship signaling its Intention to puss another' to the left. The Incoming vessel loomed In sight and showed the graceful lines, the single funnel and the white and flag of the Japanese line, the Nippon Yusen Kalsha. Connery saw that U was, as he anticipated, the Tamba Maru, due two days before, having been delayed by bad weather over the Pacific. It would dock, Connery estimated. Just In lime to permit a passenger to catch the Eiistern Express If that were held till nine o'clock. So. as he hastened to the car line, Connery smiled nt himself for taking the trouble to make his earlier surmises. Old Sammy Seaton, the gateman, stood In his Iron coop twirling a punch about his finger. Old Sammy's scheme of sudden wealth everyone has a plan by which at nny moment wealth may arrive was to recognize and apprehend some wrongdoer, or some lost or kidnaped person for whom a great reward would be given. " Ills position nt the gate through which roust pass most of the people arriving at the great Coast city, or wishing to depart from it, certainly was excellent; and hy constant and careful reading of the papers, classifying an! memorizing faces, be prepared hl.io.elf to take advantage of any opportunity. Sammy still awaited his great "strike." "Any one off on Number Five. Sam my?" Connery questioned carelesslj as be approached. Old Sammy shook his bead. "What are we holding for?" he whispered "Ah for them?" A couple of station-boys- , overloaded with scurried In from the street; someone shouted for a trunk-tiucand baggagemen ran. A group of people, who evidently had come to the station In covered cars crowded out to the gate nnd lined nf to pa?s old Snmmy. The gateumn straightened Importantly nnd scrutinized each person preentlng a ticket Connery Insjiected with attention tht tile nt the gnte nnd watched old Sammy also as each passed him. The first In line was a girl a girl about twenty-twor three. Connery guessed. She hnd the ensy. Interested clr of a person of assured position When Connery fin-- i saw her. slit seemed to be the man who now was behind her; but she of. (prod ber own ticket for perusal lit the pate, nnd as soon as she wnt through, she hurried on abend slone Connery was certain be did not know ber. lie noticed tbnt old Sum my hnd held her at the ;nte as loin ns possible, as If hoplnj: to rcollert who she mliit l e; but now thnt sh was pone, the pateiiuin pave h's Htten Hon more closely to the Hrt mnn a tall, strongly built man. neither beavj nor light, and wish a powerful. face. Ills eye were hidden by smoked classes such as one wean .iinlnst n glare of snow Connery found hi faze follovvlnj! this man; the conductor did not know him. nor had old Sammy recogn'zed him; but both were trying to phm blm. He. unquestionably, was a mne to be known, MkhicIi riot more so thir ninny who traveled In the triinscontt neural trains. A trim, self assured man of thirty his oien overcosi showed a cutawn underneath enme pn-- i next, proffer tna Ihe pp!n hn Knrl'shitifln. with elio, l . fiuiil'liiij, liiiiy fln.-ernni'. niriou. Itstervied ejes. liniiieilinteM steam-whistl- red-barre- d He went directly downstairs; as he passed fhrough the hall, the telephone bell rang. Warden himself answered It. Kondo overheard Warden's end of the conversation. Apparently the other person wished to see Warden at once. Warden finished, "AH right ; I'll come and get yon. Walt for me there." Then he hung up- .Turning to Kondo, he ordered his car. Kondo transmitted the order and brought Warden's coat and cap; then Kondo opened the house door for him and the door of the limousine, which had been brought under the The chauffeur was Patrick Corhoy, a young Irishman who had CHAPTER II been in Warden's employ for more than five years; his faithfulness to Warden was never questioned. Cor- The Express la Held for a Personage. Bob Connery. special conductor for hoy drove to the place Warden had directed. As they stopped, a young the Coast division of one of the chief transcontinental, was having late breakfast on his day off at his little cottage on the shore of Puget sound, when he was treated to the unusual sight of a large car stopping before his door. The chauffeur hurried from the car to the house with an envelope In his hand. Connery. meet Ins hl:n at the door, opened the envelope and found within an order In the handwriting of the president of the railroad and over his signature. "Connery: "No. fl being held at Seattle terminal until nine o'clock will run one hour late. This Is your authority to supersede the regular man as conductorprepared to go through In Chicago. You will facilitate every desire and obey, when possible, any request even as to running of the train, which may be made hy a passenger who will Identify himself by a card from me. "II. ft. .TAUVIX." The conductor, accustomed to take charge of Mains when pr m e, envoys. Presidents utid greut people f uny son took to travel publicly or piivate'y. r tinkered the lieavy upon which the older uus written and looked up at the chauffeur. As They Stopped, a Young Man of The Less Than Medium Height, Bread even to order was surprising enouuli Connery Some passenger ol shouldered, and Wearing a Mackinextraordinary Influence. ol.vloiily. whs tosh, Came to the Curb and Spok to take ttie train; not only the holdto Warden. ing of the transcontinental for an man of less than medium height hour (old this, but there was the fur and wearing a ther plain statement that the passenmackintosh, came to the curb and ger would be Incognito. Astonishing spoke to Warden. Corhoy did not also was the fact that Ihe order was written hear the name, but Warden Immediupon private note paper. ately asked the man Into the car; he There bad been a monogram at t of the sheet, bill It lind been torn directed Corhoy to return home. The chauffeur did this, but was obliged oti off; that would not have been If Mr the way to come to a complete atop .liirvis bad sent the order from home several times, as be met street-car- s or Who could have had tiie president nt other vehicles on Intersecting streets. the road call npon him at half past even In the morning and Imve told Almost Immediately after Warden Mr. Jnrvls to hold tlie F..press for un had left the house, the doorbell Kondo answered It. A your. man hour? with a quiet and pleasant henrlim InCotinery was certain of the dlst'ne t quired for Mr. Wnrdon and snld he fve character of f tie lint. The mIi:'hh of me or enme by appointment. Kondo ushcrc ler. however, bad piqued him .i h,it follow ed. him Into the smoking room, whore t ! tie prerended doulil. mfn stranger waited. In about "Where did you pel this?" he chel utes, Corhoy drove the csr under tie ' iiged ti e liiiufti'iii'. Avtry, I v,,.h you to g;t into poiie-eoiorSpain and pot down " " t tO"vert-with t.i .Int "Kiom n i'.r. Philip door. no lis loThere flip It Cater.. v.!i pr9.iaby be "Of litl whete?" The tion InMe the limousine. course; ebnur useful if yo Harr.et talis 'Von rinini J"U nntil . Innt io feur looked I.' and mv Mr. Wnr.t.! wif'i him. las" nanlnst (lie cast lying back rjtil-tihe ti i.. ,i,n ,n " ,,n',t ,,f 1,16 ,l',n'' h w Connery ooU d quietlt tw he ii t'iiM.s ;f 'IK I INI HI' ,'" porte-cocher- e. hand-baggng- o accom-innyln- cream-colore- note-pape- , p ran-.-an- g KentHe-Chlcnc- s hand-'inndwrl- e lt r y , s 'tirfl " f , v,v v. ,v .. .o fix- V I n I - "MtrJ-'fy- .t- " y.i7.iii , 41 ' J The Lincoln memorial at Gettysburg, Pa., the scene of hia memorable address that Is treasured as o'ne of the most highly prized bits of American historical literature. The memorial la erected at the exact spot where the mar tyred President stood when making the address. Lincoln's Keen Sense of Humor Endeared Him to Countrymen This la a tribute to Abraham Lincoln's sense of humor. Because lie wns a great American, Americans honor his memory each year by observing bis birthday as & legal holiday. Because he wns one of Its greatest Presidents, the country has preserved his name and his fani6 by erecting nn Imposing memorial In the national capital, writes Marjorle Elaine Torter In the Detroit News. Decnuse he wns Intellectually great, the work of his pen still lives lu our educational Institutions, where his speeches are studied ns examples of the finest and purest of English prose. Because of his undying patriotism, he la revered ; because of his noble manhood, he Is respected ; because of bis remarkable attainments, he is admired ; but because of his sense of humor, he is beloved, nnd endeared to the hearts of his countrymen ns a mnn, who with all his greatness was human enough to tell a good Joke or to Inngh at one. Indeed Lincoln could tell good Jokes, nnd he seemed to have nn inexhaustible supply nt bis command. There are volumes of them now published which prove amusing nnd profitable rending matter. But Lincoln's "Jokes" consisted of more thnn mere comedy. They were generally told for some pur pose to clinch an argument, prove a statement, or point out a moral. Method In His Humor. In many a' trying crisis be showed himself to be master of the situation by relating some humorous anecdote that helped to carry his point and awing sentiment In favor of the cause he espoused. Under the stress of emo tion or excitement, he relieved the strain of his nerves by giving vent to his Irresistible sense of humor In telling some funny story. When be was waiting for the returns from the Republican convention In Chicago In 1.800. he was under grent nervous tension, but he amused himself and entertained the staff of the Springfield Journal by telling one good one after another, until he received the telegram announcing his nomination. There was never a time, his biographers claim, when Abe Lincoln wns too grave or too melancholy to fail to see the humor of a situation. Even nt times when he seemed most careworn, nnd weighed down by the great problems and responsibilities with which he was struggling, be would suddenly chuckle to himself, a twinkle would come Into his eyes, nnd he wns "reinli ded" of some anecdote that applied to the case In question. Had to Laugh Occasionally. On one occasion It is told of hew 0 very sad and solemn member of Congress paid a vlIt to President Lincoln nt the White House during one of the darkest periods of the Civil war. The member seemed deeply depressed. So did the President, who nevertheless found tils souse of humor sufficiently active to th!n!t of a funny story, lie bein to tell It when he wns Interrupted hy the member, who said be was there on Important national hiisiiicKs and not to henr funny F tones. Mr. i.lnenln. It Is recorded, looked hurt, the twinkle departed front his eye. but he motioned the member to n and snld. "Sit down, sit down, and let me explain. I bare the very hlpbcut respect for yon. and a recard not ciuch less thsn your own, I mens, for tke nntlnn at Isrre; but If I didn't ret n cbnnCe to Istigb sometimes I'd die In my tracks. I csn be as serious ns yon are. hut not all the time. Wbbb rewinds me ," and be concluded with the story he bad begun. There were others, too, who did not teem to ut'derst.ini thnt Lincoln's Mtisc of humor was not only n strons e'ttvnb.nt for blm In times of stress, hot thnt It wns nt-- n powerful weapon with which he attacked h's enemies or defended Ms rouse, fin one occasion win'ti a miller who wns cnlllnt; en tte prenVent with Col. Kilns V. Pnrf. ref'Sii ed. "Now. Mr. Prrsl tent. te'l ns ..tie of your pood stories." n It ti l nols rn The "g'vid." "ft Vftr.r Ti T.ti'cein h's n i utajioii n t'nrr fc'tef. by r siylii: sense, for It Is not the story Itself, but Its purpose or effect that Interest me. I often avoid a long and useless discussion by others, or a laborious ex planation on ray own part, by a short story that Illustrates my point of view. So, too, the sharpness of a refuscl or the edge of n rebuke may be blunted by an appropriate story so as to save wounded feelings and yet serve thl purpose. No, I am not simply a story g ns an emollient teller, but saves me much friction nnd distress." Nevertheless he was fond of telling a good story for Its own sake, as this little incident related of him shows. "I wns never fined for contempt of court but once." a clerk of the cour;t In Lincoln's time says, "Davis fined me $5. Mr. Lincoln had Just come In, and leaning over my desk, hnd told me a story so Irresistibly funny that I broke out into a loud laugh. The Judge called me to order, saying, 'This must be stopped, Mr. Lincoln, you are constantly disturbing thla court with your stories.' Then to mo: 'You may fine yourself $51 I apologized, but told the Judge the story waa worth the money. "In a few minutes the Judge called me to hlin. - 'What was the story that Lincoln told you?" he nsked. I told him, nnd he laughed aloud In spit of himself. 'Itemit your fine,' he ordered." story-tellin- LINCOLN Born to ttia simple life, son of the soli. He knew the travail of men's hearts, the toll That turns the wilderness to fruitful field, The pioneer's fervid faith, the hopes that yield The far fulfillment of the prophet's dream-- He trod the dust yet saw the stars that gleam. By all that made men weep he was made sad. In all their love and laughter he was tiad; was ordained to set the captive free. Proclaim the day of God and Liberty. To make a world and on hia cross, apart. Forgiving- all, to bnar a br ken heart. Fallen and dead be Is txftm forth te stand A living Christ In eur srtde TO fitern land. Hugh Rabert Orr. TTe - Lincoln Death Mask -. A1 ! .- If ft f 'i j .... PT'..;'-- fc MaasVil i tJL F""r!fl ' This bust ef Lincoln, now in the National museum at Washington, waa made from the death mask made by Leonard Volk of Chicago, Lincoln's Far-- ahteatnee. Thnt Abraham Lincoln was a maa of great vision and rend the future of his country more aecurntel7 thaa any man of his time perhaps of any time Is testified by several InM.u-iiirelated In J. W. Stnrr'a rrmnrknhh "Lincoln's Lift Dry" document, (Stokes). During n mnver- ti, n with S';afcer Colfux. who wns lining for the r.ilnlnj regions of tl West, Linis. coln giive me'sitce: "Tell the m'ntr for i.ie Cut I slisll promote tlelr Iris rest, to f,e utmost of my ability, beer. use the'r prnsprrlfy l the prosperity of tbe tuition n;i we ulndl 'rove In n ery fev jeers that 1' are A''v,-i'Ftirp-,rInderd the tr' isiry of the world." "i bel'e-- I lev the popnVr reptt-lut'- i On di diy Linciln n!j n of t.fn ;x n .iory-- t r. Im t do the FVnnnn crn-.- l project es aa It tort i!eeit t!ie mi mo In It a general portant n.ut tti.v. 1 l"'-e- 5 ?. c S s 1 Ti |