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Show I THE Highgrader Bii. i WM. MacLEOD RAINE Copyright by G. W. Dillingham Co. CHAPTER XVIII Continued 16 Later they came to earth and bab- bled the nonsense that Is the highest wisdom of lovers. They built air castles and lived In them, seeing life through a poetic ambient as a long summer day In which they should ride and work and play together. At last she remembered Lady Far-quh- and began to laugh. . "We must go down and tell her at once, Jack." He agreed. "Yes, let's go back and have It out If you like you may go to your room and I'll tackle her alone." "I'd rather go with you." He delighted in her answer. Farquhar was taking an early morning stroll, arm In arm with Lady Jim, when he caught sight of them. "Look. DM" Both of the lovers knew how to walk. Lady Farquhar, watching them, thought she had never seeen as One a In pair of untamed human beings. his step was the fine free swing of the hlllmnn, and the young woman breasted the slope lightly as a faun. The Englishman chuckled. "You're beaten, Dl. The highwayman wins." she retorted sharply, "Nonsense," but with anxiety manifest in her frown. "Fact, just the same. He's coming to tell us he means to take our little girl to his robber den." "I believe you'd actually let him," she said scornfully. "Even you can't stop him. It's written In the books. Not sure I'd Interfere If I could. For a middle-age- d Pharisee with the gout I'm Incurably romantic. It's the child's one great chance for happiness. But I wish to the deuce he wasn't a highgrader." "She shan't sacrifice herself If I can prevent It," Lady Farquhar Insisted stanchly. "I 'member a girl who sacrificed herself for a line lieutenant without a shilling to call his own," he soliloquized aloud. "Would have him, and Three deaths made did, by Jove! him Lord Farquhar later, but she married the penniless subaltern." "I've always been glad I did." She squeezed his arm fondly. "But this Is different, James." KHmeny and Moya stopped. The young man doffed his gray felt hat and bowed. "Mornln', Lady Farquhar Lord Farquhar. We've come to ask your permission for our marriage." "Mornln', rebels. Fancy I'll have to refuse It." cut back Farquhar, eyes twinkling. For this bold directness pleased and amused hi in. "That would distress us extremely," answered KHmeny with a genial smile. TIMES-NEW- NEPHI, UTAH S, fuller experiences that must come to eate of merit Any praise la surplusevery woman who fulfills ber destiny. age." He shrugged "That's the perversity The memories of both Moya and of It Too see all bla merits and they Lord Farquhar went back, as it were don't touch you." In a bound, to a certain night some With a vivacious little turn that was months before, when Farquhar, as wholly charming she turned merrily Moya'a guardian, bad talked to the upon him. "Are you by any chance girl seriously on the subject of her proposing for him, Lord Farquhar?" "Hasn't be proposed for himself?" apparently growing regard for the romantic "highwayman," Jack KHmeny. bor guardian asked bluntly. It was a still night, aare only for "I believe be bas." the rushing waters of the river. The "And you didn't see it?" "I couldn't" lamps of the sky had all been lit and were gleaming coldly millions of miles "Sorry." He looked at the tip of The shadowed moonlight In his cigar and brushed away the ash. away. the trees offered a stage aet to low- "Because he's a no end good sort." ered lights. "You don't know that any better The thought! of the girl had drifted than I do. Don't think I can't see all to speculation about the transplanted the advantages of It. I do. I want to countryman of hers whose personality say 'Yea,' but well, I can't That's had come to Interest her so greatly. all." He had challenged her trust In him "On account of the other man?" he and she had responded with a pledge-H- e questioned gently. had not explained a single one of "I haven't mentioned any other the suspicious circumstances against man," she cried, her face In a flame, him. He bad not taken her Into his "No, I mentioned him. Devlllah Imconfidence, nor had he In so many pudent of me. If yon want to take It words declared his Innocence, She In that way, Moya. But then, as was glad he bad told ber nothing, had you've sell, I'm In loco. Got to grub demanded her faith us a matter of around and find out how you feel." course. It was part of her pride In "If you mean Mr. Kilmeny, there him that she could believe without hasn't been a word between us you evidence. AU the world would know couldn't have heard yourself," the girl he was not guilty after he had shown told bim stiffly. his proofs. It would be no test of "If my memory serves. It didn't ise friendship to stand by him thea. to be so much a matter of words. A step sounded on the gravel behind What about your feelings? Dl faher and an arm opened to let ber hand ncies" slip round the elbow. "Of course she does. She's always "May I stroll out this dance with you. fancying. That's the business of a Miss Dwight?" Lord Farquhar asked chaperon. It's perfectly absurd," Moya formally, dropping Into step with her. flung back hotly. Moya and ber guardian were kin"Glad you see It that way. It dred spirits. They never needed to wouldn't do, of course. explain themselves to each other. Both "Any number of reasons why It knew how to wouldn't. Marriage nowadays Isn't "If you've not afraid of a scandal entirely a matter of sentiment You're at being alone with me so far from a an Englishwoman. He's an American, chaperon," the girl answered lightly. and wtll be to the end of the chapter." He burlesqued a sigh. "I'm only "I'm not English ; I'm Irish and the afraid there won't be any. It's the Irish mako the best Americans," she penalty of age, my dear. I can claim told him sturdily. all sorts of privileges without making Farquhar Ignored her protest. "His Verlnder Jealous." ways of thinking are foreign to yours, "Oh, Verlnder," she scoffed. so are his habits of life. You're a "Should I have tald Kilmeny?" he delightful rebel, my dear, but you've asked. got to come to heel In the end. All "I'll tell you a secret, guardy," whis- girls do. It's a rule of the game, and pered Moya gayly. "You're a hundred years younger than either of them." "I wish my glass told me so." Youth Is In the "Fiddlesticks I heart. Mr. Verlnder has never been young and Captain KHmeny bas forgotten how to be." "I fancy Ned would be willing to learn how again If he had the proper teacher." She gave his arm a little squeeze. "You dear old matchmaker." "Heaven forbid I I'm merely Inquiring, my dear." "Oh. I see your duty." "Exactly. So It Isn't going to be i make-believ- Ned?" She looked across the turbid moonlit river before she answered. "I don't think so." "Nor Verlnder?" "But would not affect your plans, I understand you to mean." "You catch the Idea exactly, sir." Lady Farquhar entered the conversation. "Are you planning to go to prison with him, Moya, when he Is convicted of hlghgrndlng?" she atiked pleasantly. Moya told In three sentences of what her lover had done. The Englishman wmng Kilmeny's hand cordlully. "By Jove, you reform thoroughly when you go about It. Don't think "No. But I know It." I'd have enjoyed writing tluit check "Looks to me as If he might make fur Miss Joyce. Leaves you strapped, a good on. The fellow Is cool as a does It?" cucumber and afraid of nothing on "Dead broke," came the very cheer- two legs or fnur." ful reply. "You forget he Is India's cousin." "But of course Moya has some His "No, I'm remembering that. money," said Lady Farquhar quietly. father had a devil of temper and his The westerner winced. "Wish she mother was as wild as an unbroken hadn't It's the only thing I have to colt when I met her." forgive her." "They weren't thieves, were they?" Farquhar lifted his eyebrows. "Dl," she flashed. he remonstrated. He gave her his frank smile. "You His wife came to time with a frank like this young man, Moya?" "Yes. Why shouldn't apology. "That was donrlght nasty of me, Mr. KHmeny. I withdraw It. "Why not If you don't like blm too None the less. I think Moya would be well?" "So that's why you came out here-s- ent throwing herself away. Do you realize what you are proposing? She'f by Lady Farquhar to acold roe been used to the best ever since she and I thought you had come because was born. Have you the means to you like to be with me." supply her needs? Or are you con"Come; let o reason together," be sidering a riiyliida and Corydon Idyll Invited cheerfully. "Well sit on the In a collage?" end of the wharf and dangle our leg "It will have to be something of while your guardian finishes Ma cigar that sort at first. I've told her ali this and does his duty by you." too. Lady Fnrqnhar." Lord Farquhar seemed In no hurry "What does that matter If we love to begin. did Moya attempt to each other?" Moya asked. hasten him. Ills cigar glowed and "You'll find It matters a good deal," ashed and glowed again before he aid Lndy Jim dryly. "When poverty spoke. comes In love Is likely to wink out any "Odd how things work .ut my dear. day. Of course I renllze that yours There across the river are two men la of a quality quite unusual. It al- who would like to marry you. Both ways Is, my dear. Every lover has are good matches. One Is by way of helng a bit of a bounder perhaps, but thought that since time begun." "We'll have to take our flchtlng the other Is as fine a fellow as any chance of that." Jack replied. girl could look for not brilliant, but eye shining, nodded no fool either, and as steady as a Moya, he agreement. No great gain can be won clock." A bresth of wind lifted the edge of without risk. She knew there wag a chance that the might not find hsppl-ne- her white skirt flhe followed the In her love. But where It rallpd womsn's Instinct to tack It safely unher she most follow to larger life der ber before making demure answer. certainly, to Joy and to sorrow, to the "Captain KHmeny Is his own certlfl- - ir nr riage." "It's even possible," she added with murmur of laughter, "that If be honored one with an It offer which baa never entered bla bead to do one might regretfully de- cline with thanks." "Amenl In the meantime God lead yonr grace by the band, aa old Bacon says." He brought his heels together, bowed over ber fingers, and kissed them with exaggerated gallantry. "Who's being romantic now?" aha wanted" to know gayly. A voiced balled Jack. Colter was hurrying op the street plainly excited. Kilmeny moved a few steps toward him. Lady Jim took advantage of bis absence to attack Moya from another angle. "My dear, I wish I could show you how much depends on a similarity of tastes, or habits, of standards. Matrimony means more than love. It means adjustment." "I've thought of that too. But . . . when you love enough that doesn't help the adjustment?" asked the girl naively. She hai appealed to Farquhar. That gentleman came to ber assistance. "It does." "This isn't a matter to be decided merely by personal preference," urged the older woman. "There may be consequerices." The color beat Into the face of the young woman In a wave, but her eyes held steadily to those of Lady Farquhar. "I . . . hope so." "Bravo, Moya I" applauded her guardian, clapping his hands softly. "Don't you think they the consequencesdeserve a better chance than you will give them?" "I'll answer that DL" spoke op Farquhar. "When a girl chooses for the father of her children a man who Is clean and strong and virile, and on top of that her lover, 3he is giving them the best possible chance in life." Moya's gratitude shene through the eyes that met those of her guardian. Kilmeny swung back to the group he had left. "I've good news, friends. This Is m7 lucky day. You remember that when I was rescued from' the Golden Nugget my pockets were full of ore samples I had picked up as I was tunneling." "Yes . . . picked them op while you were delirious, didn't you?" Far-quh- ar replied. "Must have, I reckon. Well, you know how miners are always bavlng pieces of quartz assayed. Colter took these to the man we employ. He's e Just learned that It is stuff." "You've, made a strike?" "Looks like It Colter wasn't taking any chances, anyhow. He hiked right around to the owners of the r mine and signed up a lease In his name and mine." Farquhar shook hands with him cordially. "Hope you make a fortune, Kilmeny." Moya's chaperon, facing the inevitable, capitulated as gracefully as she could. After all, the girl might have done wone. The man she had chosen was well born, good looking, forceful and a leader 1:. his community. If this fortunate strike was going to leave him well off, clearly she must make, the best of him. "You're a lucky man. I hope yon know you don't deserve a girl like Moya," she told blm as she shook hands. "I know It, all right. Can yon tell me who does?" he flung back, with a gay Insouciant smile. Ned At that moment Kilmeny stepped out upon the hotel porch. Lady Jim nodded toward Mm. his cousin conceded. "Perhops," "But In this little old world a man doesn't get what he deserves." "I see he doesn't Ned la a better man than you." "Yes." he admitted. Captain Kilmeny, coming down the porch steps, saw In a flash what had happened. He came forward wltb the even stride and impassive face that seldom deserted him. In two sentences Lady Farquhar told blm the facts. ' "You lucky dog," he said to his cousin as their hands gripped. Jack had never I'.ked hlra better than In this moment when he was giving up so cheerfully the thing he wanted moat In the world. "It Isn't always the best man that wins, captain. I take off my hat to the better men who have tried and failed. Perhaps It may be a comfort to them to know that I'm the man that needs ber most." The captain turned to Moya. "So you've found that good bunting already," he said to her In a low voice. I'm sure "Yes. I think I have of It. Ned." Her eyes were full of tender sympathy for him. She wished she could tell him how much she admired his fine spirit "God keep you happy," he said wistfully. Jack Joined them and slipped Moya's arm Into his. "Amen to that, captain. And since Jack KHmeny has been appointed deputy on the Job I'm going to see your wish cornea true." Moya looked at her lover and smiled. (THE END high-grad- five-yea- "Goodness, no!" A little ripple of laughter flowed from her lips before she added : "He's changed bis mind. It's Joyce he wants now." Farquhar selected a cigar from the case. "Hm ! Sure you didn't change It for him?" A dimple flashed Into her cheeks. "I may have helped a little, but not half as much as Joyce." "That young woman la a born flirt." Lord Farquhar announced, bis beard and the lower part of his face In the sudden glow of the lighted match. "Upon my word. I saw her making eyes at your highwayman the night we met him here. There was a moment's silence before she answered. "Anybody could see that he was Interested In her." "It doesn't matter to me who Interests him, but I can't have any of my wards being romantic over a Dick Turpln," he replied lightly. She was standing In the shadow, so that he could not see the dye sweep Into her cheeks. "I'm afraid he Is going to disappoint you. lie's not a highwayman at all." "Did he tell jou so?" la neither marrying nor giving In mar- "We Must Go Down and Tell Her at Once, Jack." you'll have to accept It No matter how captivating your highwayman may be and upon my word I admire him tremendously he Is not your kind. He makes his own laws, and yours are made for you." "You're making one for me now, aren't you?" she demanded "Why shouldn't I listen to him? You tell me he doesn't have the same little conventions as we do. Thnnk heaven he hasn't. His mind Is free. If that condemns him " She broke off from sheer passionate Inadequacy to express herself. "Those conventions are a part of your life, little girl. Can you IniBgine yourself sitting opposite him at breakfast for the rest of your natural days?" "Ynu mean because be Is a working-man- . I suppose." "If you like. You would miss all the things to which you were used. Love In a cottage Isn't practicable for young women brought up as you have been." "Then I've been brought up wrong. If I were fond enough of the man but that's absurd. We're discussing an Impossible case. I'll Just say this, though. I've never met a man who would be as little likely to bore one. Give me my great moments, If I have to pay for them." He understood perfectly her eager desire for the best life has to offer. What he was proposing for her was a tame second best. But It was safe, and the first rule of the modern marriage mart l.i to play the game safe. Yet he had a boyish errant Impulse to tell ber to rut loos and win happiness If she could. What restrained him, tn addition to what be owed Lady Jim In the matter, was his doubt as to this young man's character. "Well. I daresay I've exaggerated the whole mutter, my dear. I whs Just to give you a hint no more." "You've done It, then." "Strikes me that I've done my duty In the matter." Well, What la It? "You have admirably." she scoffed. Henry Holt knew many of the great An easy-goinman, he did not cross figures of half a century ago, and his bridge till he came to them. His reminiscences are full of anecdotes of wife haci persuaded him that Moya the past and present. "One night at needed a talking to, but he was glad a dinner," he records In his "Oarrull-tleto be through with It of an Octogenarian Editor," "we "nang the scamp, anyhow I" he heard William Dean Howells declare laughed. "Maybe hell break his neck to St GaudePt that there Is no aucb on one of those outlaw broncho he's thing a genius; whereupon fit Gau-den- a to fond of riding. Maybe they'll put asked, "What do yon call It wuea htm aafel away la prison, where there yea Uf rebel-llousl- ... g a HOW GREAT MEN MAKE LOVE AS . REVEALED BY THEIR LOVE LETTERS IT IS POSSIBLE TO By JOSEPH KAYE ( by REDUCE FEED BILLS WIihIh Syndicate, Inc.) The high price of commercial feeds HARRIET BEECHER AND indicates that farmers can well afford to give more attention to more and PROFESSOR STOWE feeds.. better TN 1872, when Harriet Beecher Stowa A was sixty-onfamous, honored and beloved as the author of "Uncle Tom's Cabin," she wrote this letter to her husband. Professor Stowe, between stops of a lecture tour: ". . . . Well, dear old man, I think lots of you and only want to end all this in a quiet home where we can sing 'John Anderson, My Joe,' together. I check off place after place as the captive the days of his imprisonment. Only two more after tonight. Ever your loving wife." And then again: "The lonesomeness of being at a hotel in dull weather Is one of the disagreeables and In Portland It seems there la no one now to invite us to their homea. Our old friends there are among the past. They have gone on over the river. I Bend you a bit of poetry that pleases me. The love of the old for each other has Its poetry. It is something sacred and full of riches. I long to be with you and to have some of our good long talks. "The Lord bless and keep you. It grieves me to think you are dull and I not with you. Bye and bye we will be together and stay together. Goodbye, dear." Burning love letters are not at all rare when love Is young but the charming and tender phrases exchanged by an old couple after most of their life's span has been lived are met with only at long Intervals, and when they are found, they are more fascinating than the fond outbursts of vigorous youth. Among the letters of Mrs. Stowe to her husband, there are many that are less pleasant to read than the excerpts quoted above. One letter, which shows the remarkable fortitude and divine Inspiration which actuated Mrs. Stowe, is one in which she breaks the news of her child's death. It Is one of the most pathetic passages that can be found In the whole range of literature. At last It Is "My dear husband: over and our dear little one Is gone from us. He Is now among the blessed. My Charlie my beautiful, loving, gladsome baby, so loving, so sweet, so full of life and hope and strength now lies shrouded, pale and cold. In the room below. Never was he anything to me but a comfort. He has been my pride and Joy. Many a heartache has he cured for me. Many an anxious night have I held him on my bosom and felt the sorrow and loneliness pass out of me with the touch of his little worm hands. Yet I have Just seen him in his death agony, looked on his Imploring face when I could not help nor soothe nor do one thing, not one, to mitigate his cruel suffering, do nothing but pray, In my anguish, that he might die soon. e, home-grow- n This statement cornea from the New York State College of Agriculture with the suggestion that the dairy farmer might well turn toward the production of those roughages which will reduce feed costs. Protein In the form of high protein feeds, they say. Is extremely expensive. The amount of gluten feed, cottonseed meal, and linseed oil meal ordinarily purchased can be reduced by the production of roughage rich In protein, such as alfalfa and clover. Heavy grain feeding is also expensive, and the quantity of grain fed can be lowered by growing roughages of high feeding value-Alfaland clover will produce, more protein and more total digestible nutrients to the acre that Is, more milk or meat to the acre, for example than will timothy. Experiments show that lack . of mineral matter may frequently be the limiting factor in growing young stock, and in milk production. This applies especially to lime and phosphorus which are essential elements of both bone and milk. Phosphorus can be obtained In large quantities from wheat feeds, cottonseed meal, and linseed oil meal. Lime, however, roust be obtained from roughages, and here again roughages rich In lime enable live stock to make more efficient use of all the grain fed. Timothy has 2.5 pounds of lime In 1,000 pounds, red clover has 16 pounds, and alfalfa has 19.5 pounds. The production of legumes means an Increase in the feeding value of home-growfeeds, and where heed Is given to the greater content of digestible nutrients In rations, reduction in feed costs results. Lime In fairly large amounts is usually required to produce legumes successfully, but the cost and trouble of applying lime is more than lanced by the Increased fertility the legumes add to the soiL fa n counter-ba- Alfalfa Valuable Feed in Production of Milk The value of alfalfa hay In dairy feeding has had a striking Illustration In Cortland county, according to a report from the state college of agriculture at Ithaca, N. Y. The college says that If more dairymen realized how the feeding of legumes decreases the cost of milk production, there would be an even more noticeable Increase In the acreage of alfalfa. As It Is, the growth of alfalfa Increased in this state from 35,343 acres In 1909 to 119.783 in 191. The Cortland county test to which the college refers was made unwittingly by a dairyman. During the early of the winter, his cows were being THE DUKE OF MARLBOR. part fed good alfalfa hay and a 20 per cent OUGH AND SARAH protein grain mixture. He had no slft. The middle of January, the alfalfa JENNINGS In the mow from which he was feedout and he started feeding OOLDIERS are usually ardent lovers, ing gave Immediately milk production and the famous John Churchill, timothy. per cow began to decline at the rate duke of Marlborough, was no excepof three pounds a day. Then the dairytion. He loved his wife, who was Sarah man began feeding more grain, but Jennings, with extraordinary fervor, even this did not check the decline. and his greatest hope in life seemed to Not until the alfalfa was again reached be to have done with soldiering and In the mow did he succeed tn getting statecraft and remain constantly by the bis herd back to normal production. side of his wife. The following extracts from his letTeach Young Bull Calf ters show the state of his feelings. Both were written from the field of Teach the bull calf to lead at an battle, the second after the battle of early age. Place a halter on the calf Ramllliea: when It Is a few days old and occasionally lead It around before It be"Hague, April 23, 1700. "My dearest soul, my desire of being comes very strong. This Is better than with you is so great that I am not able having a tug of war at a later date to express the Impatience I am In In when the bull will be apt to flnsVJtsclf having this campaign over. I pray God stronger than the owner. Bulls often It may be so happy that there may be break out and this places a strain on no more occasion of my coming, but the friendship of the neighbors who that I may ever stay with you, my own pure bred cattle of another breed. dearest soul." "Eamlllles, Monday, May 24, "11 o'clock, 1700. DAIRY HINTS "I did not tell my dearest soul the I bad of the If design enemy. engaging possible, to a battle, fearing the conCae extra precautions In caring for cern she has for me might make her uneasy ; but I can now give her the dairy products. satisfaction of letting her know that There Is no more effective way to on Sunday last we fought, and that God Almighty has been pleased to give advertise a herd of cows than through the cow testing association. us a victory. I must leave the particulars to this bearer. Col. Richards, A cow that has contracted the habit for having been on horseback all Sunof holding up her milk In very hard day, and after the battle marching all to cure and It may be best to sell her. night my head aches to that degree that It Is very uneasy for me to write. Home-growprotein helps to make Poor Dingfleld, holding up atlrrup for prosperous dairyman. Legume hsy. me and helping me on horseback, was killed. I am told he leaves wife and and soy beans grown In silage corn, mother Id poor condition. I can't write supply It cheaply, to the children, so you will let them Do yon want a monthly farm Inknow that I am well and that I desire come? Money la ready for all of the that they thank God for pres.-rvlncream you can produce. me." ..." -- a-- n g Removing Tattoo Mark Although tattoo marks generally ar asserted to be Indelible If produced by the Insertion of some carbonaceous matter. It la said they will dlsnppear If first well rubbed with a salve ol pure acetic acid and lard, then with a solution of potash and finally with a sol ul Ion of hydrochloric acid. It would be advisable to consult a tkla specialist Do not stint the dairy cow. Give her sll she will eat of the right kind of feeds. proerly balanced. If you expect ber to produce liberally, Butter prices have taken a dror. Now Is the time the work shows op. Onlv efficient cows ran produce at a profit when we reach the flnsh season of production which at waya forces a decline la prices cow-testin- g |