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Show i A Rare Book Missing g iwvwwwwwwtwwm absurd, Mr. Barrie, and "Absolutely you ought to be ashamed even to listen Can't you see to suoh a suggestion. that If she bad the book It must be in the bouse somewhere? She bee had no opportunity to dispose of it." Robert Barrie, Scotchman, nad tried bard to keep his temper through this interview with young Sprague for many reasons. One of them was his suspicion that Sprague loved his daughter Marlon, the very apple of his eye. Another was his respect for Sprague himself, and perhaps the strongest of all his boost that he never let bis temper master him. This occasion, however, was too much. To he told by a young that he ought to be ashamed of anything was not to be tolerated. Besides, Sprague evidently did not know that the book had been found in the house of his aunt, Barbara Mylea He turned on his caller, purple anger mounting to his forehead, and shouted: "Tea, I can sea that the hook must of coune be in the house." He earns a step nearer and added: "And it was found there thin morning. Here It is now." And he held out the priceless oopy of Isaak Walton that had long been the pride of Norwell. Sprague turned white and seemed about to fall. "Found tn my aunts house, you say?" he faltered. "Aye," answered Barrie. "Now, oen you deny she stole it?" Who else knew more of ita value? Who else had a chance to steal it? Didn't she tell Miss Timmins it would sell for at least $500 and she knew where she could use the money well? I dont know that she hasnt used her position as librarian to steal other books. Heaven knows where she got any money to Bend you at college. I shall call a meeting of the library trustees at once and see if they will not agree with me to prosecute her to the extent of the law. And now, dont you step over my threshold again so long as you live. I dont want anything to do with any breed of thieves, either you or your Sprague took a sudden step and tackled Barrie as he had many a time tackled a running halfback at football practice. Barrie Ml heavily and looked half afraid up into the stern young face above him. "Now, get up," said Sprague, "and If you ever say another werd against my aunt in my presence Ill Ill give you another lesson In football tricks f the ha description, finished, half smiling to himself. Only the morning before this interview the town of Norwell had been thrown into a spasm of excitement by the news that "our book" had been stolen. When Hr ter Rockett died he divided his really notable library among the public libraries of his native state and to Norwell fell his fam wbup-per-snapp- goal-kicki- ng ous Walton, tlie object of many a bookworm's pilgrimuge to liis library. It's bequest was hedged about by many conditions, the toremost of which was the solemn Injunction that under no circumstances was it to be removed front the library. It was this particular condition which caused Barbara Myles to experience a continual oppressing sense of responsibility. The Walton was never absent from her mind and she visited It resting place in the library a dozen times a day. Beyond the slender salary which cams from her position aha had little except an unusual education and the bibliophiles love of books. John Sprague was her only relative, and she loved him with the lore of a mother. Robert Barrie, bringing her the quarters salary, his daughter Marion, and of We eccentric John Doyle, comprised the list of her Norwell callers. Young Sprague repaid her love and sacrifice with almost the devotion of a lover. He knew the story of the extra cataloging done for the big city library that he might complete his college course. Ilia love for Marlon Barrie, too, was no secret from his gentle little sunt, and she fed him, hungry for news of his sweetheart, with constant letters. She herself had discovered the loss and reported it to the chairman of trustees, Robert Barrie, with fear and trembling. He had told the village countable, and that Sherlock Holmes being told the remark mads to Miss Timmins about the value of the Walton Immediately arrested Barbara Myles. It was tPIs that had caused the Interview ending with the football lesson. John Sprague left the house realising that probably his love dream was over for good and all, but not sorry, on the whole, that he had defended his aunts good name In such a summary fashion. The news of the finding of the book staggered him and he sought to explain It to himself, never once departing from his stout belief in his aunts honesty. On the way to her houae, where she was confined in the absence of a more suitable jail, he met Job Doyle. Job was as eccentric and as Puddn Head Wilson, and withal a bookworm of the wormiest kind. This morning he was full of the missing book and as indignant as Sprague himself at the turn affairs had taken. "John, my son, said he, what piece of business is this? If I could get hold of that constable I believe Id cane him, I do. Why, the fool to thii . Barbara I mean Mies Myles, took it The angel Gabriel might steal It hut she wouldnt See here, John, I suppose I ought to tell you something, seeing that you are the only living relative shes got I'm in love with that little woman yes, sir, I am and by old Isaak Walton himself Tm going to marry her If shell ay yes. Meanwhile well get her out of this scrape, you and I." Mr. Doyle," said Sprague, "I am lurpriwi. On in ard w'n. tbcueh. Ill absen- t-minded fuddle-- headed all I ean to help things along. But soming in. Aunt Baitarn? Tell us tbs this Is no time to talk of such things. whole story again from the last time Ive been to Barries, and we had a you saW the book, said John. scrap, and hes forbidden me the When I came home to lunch the house." was there in Its noeustomsd book "Poor boy," replied Doyle; and Mar place. That was the last I saw of it do rlon how does she feel? I havent seen her since she got here, but its easy to Imagine how she will treat me. That reminds me. I went to see Barrie myself this morning, and a new maid came to the door whom I never aw, and when she asked me my same I couldnt tell her. No, sir; I couldnt, and she thought shed got a lunatic, I guess, because she slammed the door In my face, and I couldn't think what my name was till I got round the corner. But about the book. Of course the thing has just been mislaid, and m make Barrie smart for this. Why darn it all, I was reading the hook myself that afternoon, and I west home with Barbara Ill call her that this time without the Miss and she didnt have it. Put it hack? Why, certainly, I always do. Of course. Fuddle-heade- d fool! Ill cane him. John went straight to his aunts, determined not to tell her of the futile Interview with Barrie and its ending. But Cupid ruled otherwise. He found Marion Barrie In the house, and, realising how hopeless his love must be now, was hardly civil to her. Even his aunt noticed It, and eaid: Why, John, Marlon has been my only comfort, except you always, sines this happened, and you act as if you were angry with her. Oh, what are they going to do with me, John? What lid Mr. Barrie say?" And John could keep In no longer It all came in a rush of passionate words, restrained only by Marlons presence. As she listened the color left her face, and a great tear filled each eye. She loved her father, but now she realized that she loved John Sprague more, and as she realised It her eyes told the story. Barbara had stolen from the room, end they were alone. John finished with And thats why I have little to lay to you. Miss Barrie. Miss Barrie! Ah, no, John, not that; I " and she blushed and hesitated. I don't agree with my father, John." Ten minutes later they sought Barbara Myles to assure her that neither agreed with father." Now, John, said Marion, "I believe that you and I must fathom this. Of course, the most natural theory is that some enemy of Miss Myles has put this book hers In the house. But there are two facts against that. No one has been In the house but old Job Doyle, and Miss Myles hasnt any enemies. But therf was the book!" Where was It found?" asked John. "In the box under the seat hers by Barbara. .the fireplace," answered "How could it have corns there unless after I had left here the morning I found It was gone, some one had come here and placed it in the settle? "Were there any liras of any ones back some things you sold this morning to John here. But if yon want to on ms, why play any football trk-kI guess Id make a good 'wayback. Did s you ever in your life meet a bigger addle-pate- d ape than me?" And Robert Barrie was forced to Oh, no. Job Doyle had It that afteradmit that he never had. George noon." Lincoln in Chicago Record. so I me when met him. told he Tea, Did be put it back? Tti Tsrped la Wan . Why, John, you dont think One of the elements of conspicuous beck." it he course Of put the torpedos value is the fear whleh Did you. see it after you saw it In its use excites. The fact that Its locahia hands? Think hard, now. is secret and Its attack tion h Tbs poor little woman blushed and irresistible, gives it a power of intimlooked uncomfortable, and finally said; idation out of all proportion to its acNo, Mr. Doyle was waiting outside tual and makes fleets unpotency, for me, and It was storming fiercely. to face willing caused it So I Just put out the remaining lights, terror and demoralization at the and I do believe I did not look to see battle of Llssa, and later, in the If tbe Walton were safe. Franco-Germa- n war of 1S71, the "Yes, yes," said John. What then? French fleet was actually fright"Why, we walked home together," ened out of Prussian ports by she said, shyly, and I asked Job In the rumor and belief that numerous off of and he took tea, to have a cup torpedoes hsd been planted for their his eoat and put It reception. A striking instance of the "Where?" demanded John. effectiveness of the torpedo is found in Why why, In the settle why the sinking of the Blanco Bnealada In Why, Chill from injuries thus lnfllatsd daring John, you dont think where are you going, John?" the revolution of 1891. The whole of John rushed out of the bouse, say- President Bslmscadss fleet present ing something as he went about "that had joined the tneurgenta, when d chap will forget where, his two swift torpedo vessels, the he lives next Lynch and Condell, arrived at ValHe went to Job Doyles house, and paraiso. They were armed with two the maid told him she expected her guns and four torpedo master back at any moment So he tubes. They immediately attacked the concluded to wait Soon in came Job, ftlatiAo mwlada. and tb- - iwi-1- look, and greeted taken completely . surprise. She had wearing a John with a very formal IIow do you no protective net out, and no guard guns were patrolling, while a portion of do, sir? What can I do for you? stole the Walton the crew was on shore. After two or Tell us what you three futile attempts the Lynch ap-- ! John. said for, "God bless my soul! ejaculated Job; preached the Enc&lida within fifty yards and discharged a torpedo, which what do you mean, sir? truck the ironclad abreast the engine-roowhat I said hut said, Nothing The explosion was tremendous. John, laughing in spite of himself. were killed, and the ship keeled Many Mr. Doyle. You told Now, see here, in five minutes. The and sank over were the book that me you reading a charge of about carried used afternoon. Did you put it back? Now, torpedo Neither of cotton. of gun pounds fifty for Barbara's sake, Doyle, do try and was injured, and boats the attacking rsoolloct faot and the demonstration that No; I have no recollection of re- this a charge ef gun cotton striking such placing It in a vital part is Irresistible, vessel a matter of a fact isn't this Now, as to give the torpedo a promcombined what happened? You read the Walton naval in inence equipment and warfare all the afternoon, and when 6 oclock which i had not before poea eased. struck and Aunt Barbara began to put Frank Leslies Monthly. the lights out you put your great eoat "Cherry Bherbert One quart of sour on- d fool that cherries, one quart of water, one pound And, like a tbs sugar and water toI am, slipped the book Into my pock- of sugar. Boll mintes. Pit the fifteen gether for et" of twelve and stones the crack cherries, Exactly. But how did it get Into the settle?" add the mashed kernels to the boiling cooked ten minutes. Simplest thing in the world. When sirup after it has1 ready pour it over When tbs sirup you went Into the house I took my coat off and it slipped the cherries and stand aside until perout of the pocket" fectly cold; then press through a very fins sieve and freeze. Beat the white Right again." of one egg to a very stiff froth, add a Well, John Sprague, I'm a Idiot Come on down to Bar- tableepoonful of powdered augtr and ries and tell him the story, and then beat until white and stiff; remove the well go out hunting for the constable dasher, stir in this meringue carefulwith a shotgun." ly and thoroughly; repack and stand "No; youd better send for Mr. Bar- aside for two hours or more. It is a rie and tell him about It. good plan to taste all water Ices or for Mr. sherbets before freezing; they should Barrie was sent Accordingly, nd Job told him the whole story, con- be a little sweeter then palatable, as the extreme cold neutralizes sugar and the cluding with: "Robert Barrie, youd better take acidity of fruits varies." well-nig- snd-den- ly abeeut-mlnde- far-aw- ay j m. fuddle-heade- bald-heade- d REMEMBER if you are dissatisfied with the size of piece or with the quality of the chewing tobacco you are using CD I get I PLUG 6m and you ll get your moneys worth. The nt piece of Battle Ax is larger than the piece of any other brand of the same high quality, and is the largest piece of really good chewing tobacco that is sold for 10 cents. 10-ee- I L 10-ce- nt ie om m erne: the name yon buy again a p |