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JACKSON GREGORY

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CHARTER VII. . A Rat In a Trap? Bdoarfo Eamon Torre. IcmaxlDC before one of the .deep windows of tbe drawing room, smoked hi* dgamtes and bummed gap matches of aoug. eridently quite happy, ceemlngly m.aware of the pretence of Gaucbo Morale* and a brother eaqnero. who, oo tbe other band, kept their eye* always upon the young Spaniard and their hard, brown hands close to their hip*. The door opened and Stanway came in. Torre did not turn, did not cease his gay music. The two Taquero* roae and stood looking at the American curiously. “Torre," called Stanway bluntly. Torre turned, entiled, ended a last high note dearly, and only then bowed Tory deeply to the rancher. "At your aerrlce, Sraor Stanway," be said L'ghtty. “Gaucbo," acid Stanway, for th* moment ignoring Torre “I then be with tbe tenor for a Uttle. If you and your cumr-Anlon win wait for me In the patio m call you when I amt you." “81, aenor." responded tbe raquero promptly. And from tbe door, aa by way c' afterthought: “We hare not searched him, aenor. No doubt be Is ermed." “No doubt.” dryly, from the rancher. “It is ail right. Gaucbo." Th* two cowboys went emt Then pleasantly. Insolently, Torre admitted to Stanway that fc* had been responsible for Senor d* I* Guerra’s <Uaap-

I his i agent “What" asked U>c. rancher ettrioa*ly. “do you gain from such an adaitosioor % "Two things, aenor. In the flrat Place I am meetl- you upon a basis upon which w* may be able to come to term*. It aeams that you are really the one for me to deal with. In the second place," and the amlle In his eye* was hard and cruel enough now, “I am taunting a man whom 1 do not like. That la a pleasure." .Sun way frowned, not understanding r and you -year aafety. If you don’t waste too much time getting out of th* country." he aald. "Ton ask a great de_t" Torra pulled thoughtfully at hi* Uttle mustache. -And you oiler a eery Uttle.

1 . "Ton refuse my “Absointelr."

“Been." went on Stanway coolly, •after your personal danger Is augmented by Demptoc s coafeaalon of

for the flm time th* rancher aaw a quick light of fear leap Into Torre's rye*. Then the Uds dropped a Uttle— a eery little, but enough to hide the "r«o—and In an instant Torre’s man-

“A random shot that, nor He lifted his eyes ones more, and they were trank and mirthful again. “I am •wry that it doe* not find a target-" “What win you aay when you are confronted with Dempton’a written

“That will never be. I know .that he has confeaaed to nothing." Hianwsy leaned forward and tapped bis forepnger upon the table between them. -I shall have Dempioo’s eonfcsalon within twenty-four hours!" Torre shook bis Uad, smiling .bis Inscrutable smile. "1 have a counter-offer to make." •aid Torra. "Tarastta la to pay to Gaptuln Jus re* the money which be d.-rna nde—twenty thousand dollar*. Within twenty-four hour* from the time that tbe money fc paid her grandfather will walk Into this drawing

"And if aha refuses yvur oftarr

__ twenty-four bom after her reTuaas her grandfather will be dead. Tbt* I ahall be the heir to the entire property. To* will aocos* me of haring murdered him. and I shall deny. It will go to the courts. In the end l shall he cleared. Ton see. aenor, times are fortunately turbulent along the border, and what has happened may so easily be laid at tbe door of the poor devils of Insurrectoe. Ton can create suspicion, you can make rronhle. Bat then there Is the win. properly drawn and witnessed, and— there is something else!" “And that?" curionsiy, wondering bow far Torre would go In showing bis hand. “There will be other witnesses of whom you do not gueaa yet—witnesses carefully selected, who will not he shatan In c point they make And ■hey will aw ear .that Sen or de la Guerra became very angry with his granddaughter upon the very day of his disappearance; that he quarreled openly with her; that he vowed be would disinherit her. and that he sent immediately for his lawyer to make the new will Do you care, senor, to know what theae witnesses will prove to be the cause of the quarrel T" “WeUT" asked Stanway. “It win be that Teresa, her grandfather's hatred of all Americano*. had fallen In love with one of them; that she defied De la Guerra. swore that she would marry—

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•■Why!" gasped the rancher. “It’s perjury r “Certainly." The smile merely deepened upon Torre’* handsome face. “But let us think not of the legal morality of It but of the effect upon a jury. Who, when this point is made, will seem the cue who would be desirous of the dlrappearuhce of the old gentleman? Who then will appear in tbe Ugh’ ot the abductor? I leave it to you." busy over a new cigarette, “if thpolnt will not hold.' Stan way’s mouth hardened. He saw that If Torre had made one mistake—If Dempton were In reality •hat In appeared, a weak tool—yet the young Spaniard had planned nainatukingty elctwhera. Ton nay mark a <

Had Cl van Him war Hand and a Wan •mil*. only twenty thousand dollars to renounce all n.im, free the old gentleman. go away and leave you. aenor, t© pay jour court to the heiress!" He Isugbed softly at H ao way’s quick, angry frown, and continued awlftiy: "It is because I have very urgent need of ten thousand dollar*. It would •ave me from an embamtssing position, senor. Ton do not guess how etubarrsaslng. And I *m very modestly asking merely twice fiiy actual •eda. "True, there 1* more to gain by allttlng the throat of my esteemed kinsman and inheriting the whole. Ton see. I don’t mind speaking franxly, between friend*. “But. on the other hand, the danger of which you speak would be much grecier—and I need the money now. not aft.-r the court* can have had time to haggle over tbe will for a year or two. So, aenor, you have my offer. What do you *ayr “I say." cried Stanway hotly, "that yon are a scoundrel, and I believe only so much of what you say as I Jcdge wise. If Senor de Is Guerra dies, why (ben you go to the hangman provided Gaucbo and his men allow you to go that far. Ton will save him to save your own neck. Do you absohiteiy refuse to accept my propoeldoor ^ . ~

lng <£ ternm." he said briefly. “I ahall talk .to yoa henceforward aa I d talk to a rntia a trap!' Terre sprang up swiftly, his fScee flushing darkly with a rash of angry

blood.

"Ton than sea," he cried harshly, "that e+eu a rat In a trap may have sharp tiath. To* fool, it Is I who Wll offer terms—or dictate—at my pleas-

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He turned away with a short ugly laugh. Stanway for the first time felt a little shock of positive dread; fear that he was risking too much; that he had no right to assume this responsibility. For there war something la Torre’s voice which told him that the mas was making no Idle threat CHAPTER VIII. At Three O'clock. The questions perplexing Stanway were these: *Ta there • large force of men backing Torre and Joazes? Are they aloue in the thing?" And there was only one way to answer them. Ali the afternoon slipped by and dusk came down upon them, sweet and warm, through the grove* of orange and olive trees. Teresa rent word to the mm’s quarters for all, excepting a half doxen of them, to come to the

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Those not coming la were to remain on guard over the corrals Into which the saddle-horses had been herded, and to serve as sentinels along'the border. The guard over Torre and J oar ex was doubled; the two men were disarmed and assigned to couches upon the opposite side of th* drawing-room. Doorv were fastened, windows locked, shutters drawn, and the hacienda was like an old fortress In time of siege. “I dc not anticipate an attack." Stanw;y smiled Into Teresa’s grave face. “Surely the Insurgents are not looking for complications with this Country. But we are taking no chances. It would take a whole regiment of them to trouble ns here tonight." “But are we doing right?" she vhlapered a little fcsrfully. “If we gave them the money—It Is so small a part of papa grande’s estate—be would be out of all danger. And as It 1#—" “It Is a bluff of Torre’s, pure and simple," he told her. “If anything should happen to Senor de la Guerra. Torre and Jnares would not last fifteen minutes with your Uttle army of retalnera, senorlta. They talk big. both ot them, but I am not afraid.” But when she had given him her hand and a war rmbe by the way of "Baenas noches," he was not content until he himself bad seen to tbe watchfulness of the men station*© Here and there throughout tbe big bouse. And. by the way of final precaution, he aaw that another man slept .hat night at Pedro's side. In front of the aeoorlto'a door, and that both men war* armed. He bad not again gone to where Dempton fumed and worried in tbe library. It was his thought to leave the lawyer to chew upon the cud of suspicion his own parting words had given him. to make the night lung and uneventful for him, so that his trembling Uttle soul might have time for thought. It was late when Teresa headed his urging and went to her room. He left her at the foot of the stairs leading up to her chambers; eaw Pedro preparing to spend the ’night at her doorway, and then went to his own room, decided to sleep until the stiller hours of the night came; then to superintend in person the watch which was bslsg kept throughout th* houae. On his way to tbs wing of tbe building which had been given over to him. be passed through the drawing-room for the last time. Juarez seemed to be asleep upon his couch. Half a dozen of Gancho’s vaqueroa, all armed, were scattered about tbe room, their quick eyes showing bow alert was the spirit within them. Ton*, silting at a tab>e Idly turning the leaves of an illustrated book of poems, rose quickly when Stanway came into th* room and stepped to his side.

Torre makes threats which seem to mean an attack by bandits m the night

CHAINS OR BEADS

(TO BE CONTINUED.) Calf Was Just RlBht. Carolyn was delighted when she received an invitation to spend r week In the country with a friend of tbe family, and expressed herself to a little friend she was pitying with ilka this: “Tea, they have pigs and chickens and a cow and a Uttls calf. 1 can’t milk the cow. bat I can milk the calf—It’s Just my slse."

Wood, Japanese: Glass and C^ina STRAW WITH VELVET LEAVES Worn About Neck.

Classifying Tima. That man has great tornon-o.Ts !•*- fora Mm who has great yesterdays behind Mm and la trying m put a great deal of greatnam Into his todays

Decoration* Hang Below the Waist and Milady Must Have an Ample Supply. "And a string of brads’’ It sure the last word In the description of every modish summer costume. It U the last touch but by no means the least In Importance. Once upon a lime a girl thought she was very lucky to possess a neat little string of coral or s short rope of fine yeorls, or possibly a pendant on a gold chain. Now she most have almost as many as she has handkerchiefs. It is often 'he chain of beads that makes tbe costume. Tnla is especially true of the collar)ess frocks that look o unfinished wi.hout something about the neck. The shi ps are showing such a wonderful variety of bead necklaces at an equal variety of prices that one should have no trouble in Indulging in two or three at any rate. Those lovely long chains—most of the hewer chains rest* below the waist—of Japanese glass, china and wooden bends strung on knotted oorrta and ending in beautiful carved wooden lockets, larger many of them than a silver dollar, look especially good over linen frocks of the chemise variety, or with sevei" Mouses and skirts. For the organdie and voile frocks pretty little chains can be made at home from tinsel cords with Jap or Italian beads and finished off with •liken or tinsel tassels. The advantage In making these chain* Is that they can be planned as an Intimate part of the costume. It would not be surprising to hear of some one buying a frock to match her beads, so Im portant has the necklace become. And here is a way to imitate with little trouble and surprising effect those lovely woven chains done on the small wooden looms. Use about eight strands of various colored silks, and lay them parallel, being sure they are

This Jewelry is of carved l.onr.xl wood and beads of scarlet give th* wearer a distinct personality. exactly the same length. About half way o- these at each side wear- some small ads for the depth of an Inch or no to hold the threads together, an** at tte bottom where the strands meet in 1C threads weave brads again for a depth of two Inches and let the threads ravel Into fringe with a bead tied Into the end of each.

FOR THE FANCY WAISTCOATS Wide Black Silk Trimming Band, Richly Embroidered, Affords Splendid Fabric. The demand for fabrics that can be easily converted Into waistcoats continue*. One fabric .ha* meets tbe demand Is the wide black silk trimming band, embroidered with gold and silver threads. TMs trimming comes In two widths, one wide enough to make the waistcoat without piecing, the other ooly wide enough for half the waistcoat. This narrower silk mutt be pieced down the front, but this piecing is effected with smartness, under a pleat. Som: of the new ■ilk sweaters have wide turn-bark collars of contrvstlng color, that extend to form revets down the aides of tbe front. They are held back by the .ride belt. The belt and reven collar %>n a cerise sweater are of gray, and on a purple sweater they ara ot soft old gold.

This Is a French Tilleul straw hat draped with pink satin ribbon and trimmed with a wreath of velvet-

covered that tbe small pearl beads and the coral beads were exactly the same size and she hit upon the Idea of stringing them together, a pearl bead alternating with a coral bead. Qoite a long loop was achieved and the gold clasp from the original coral necklace finished off the new necklace beautifully.

MATERIAL FOR RACE COATS Waterproof Satin One of th* NdVeltfcd of th* Moment; Dominating Cap* Mantle. A novelty of the moment Is black waterproofed serin, which is prepared especially for race coats. To accompany such a coat there might be a draped toque or tam-o'-shanter of- the satin, snd then the wearer could take her pleasure regardless of the warnings of the weather glass. Aa the season advances one realises, more and more clearly how great is the attraction of the cape mantle: how firm a bold It has taken upon our affections. There are s.-veral things be said In favor qf tbe garment, which takes so ( raany different forms while always remaining plctutesqoe. but Its most potent charm lies half Mdden In the fact that It la suitable for everyone. It can be and la worn by women of all ages and sixes; It is -as are so many of the presentday fashions—obviously Intended for yonthfnl, slender figures. Simple chemise robes, made ef Jersey cloth, are still fashionable. Fine hand embroideries are almost always Introduced on the front of the corsage and, more often than not on the sash ends and short .sleeves. Rat's-tail braiding is the rage of the moment. This work is easily achieved, and on navy-biue serge it gives superb results, with touches of black ellk embroidery In tbe Interstices. Eyes of approval are once more turning on the demure chemisette of otgandie mnslln or tulle. Some of theae “modesties" are fascinating beyond words; so dainty and ye - —"so French r

PEARLS STRUNG WITH CORAL 2lever Combination Made Possible by Bringing Out the 6tow*d-Aw*y Necklaces. A resourceful young woman who wanted a very smart, rattier long string of heads to wear with a spitial frock, looked over her uxsoriment ?f necklaces before faring forth to ray Any money on an expensive neck ornament. Pet away in one of her irrasure Mixes she found two old necklaces of previous years. One was a short but very good string of small pear) bead*, laid aside becauw a short string of bends Just encircling the throat was neither very smart nor very becoming with present-style costume. The other necklace was a short, string of real coral beads, a leftsver from cMIdhood days. She dla-

SUMMER STYLES ‘ Thl. summer It would appear that every hat must have a dash of bright color. A band to stand np oo the brim of a hat Is one of tbt smart new French ideas Sliver doth and orange monasdlne combine to make a most striking evening gown. Tbe bodice and skirt—the flrat of a fitted sort—rival the beloved cb-mlse dress. The heavy cotton known as Indian head is always excellent for common skirts. Dove gray is popular for tbe traveling suit. Apron fronts and backs are seen on lingerie frocks. Jet tassels possess much decorative quality. A tan silk dlredolre frock is worn over a foundation of black satin. A favorite waistline trimming on • cMId's drees is a row of big buttons. The indispensable top coat may be made of homespun with a big wrapped collar.

Swlea Negligees. Some of the new dotted Swiss negligees are made on tailored lines, with no trimming but Irish crochet buttons and loop* of cord to go over them. They have half length sleeves and tr* mud* with the waist line shirred In on cords. These, of course, wash easily. Perhaps more dainty are the Swiss negligees made with a binding of colored washable satin ribbon around sleeves ard collar, and with perhaps a satin sash run through loop* under the arms, or • string sash of the 8alas, ending In little satin balls. Cottons for Rummer. Plans have practically lieen com-plet.-d by leading New Tork dress manufacturer* for what Is expected to prove one of tbe beet seasons for summer garments that the trade has yul •eefi. A wide range of cotton material* has been cut up, Including fine ginghams—principally In novel plaid effect*—domestic and imported organ dies In numerous colors, colored an) printed voiles, English prints, print ed calicoes and dotted Swlssev. Som» lines also contain linen

BLUE UMBRELLA

By LIZZIE M. PEABODY.

A tear slowly coursed Its way down EUeen’a smooth, pound cheek and splsshed up^n the’•awing' machine as her Auat Polly's volea shrilled monotonously on and on. With e suddac change of mood the

“Tla blue umbrella all day long, and I dream of It at night." she cried out ImpativuUy. "l.b^ted ^o gariy Ihe faded old thing anjwaj, and now there has been ao much trouble about it I’ll nevar carry It again, even if you find it." Then she returned to ber stitching with • sob In ber throat, while Aunt Polly resumed ber monologue. “If Annette returned the umbrella, where la it 7” she asked with an air of triumph. The thin, trembling Upa tightened as she continued: “Those Plumbs! They’re such • careless, happy-go-lucky, shiftless 16t. 1 hrv* determined that neither Annette nor her brother, Stacy, ahall come here again with my cunseut until that umbrella is found." . “Don’t worry !" Eileen returned quietly. “I don't think they want to come." When lending the umbrella to Annette Eileen had whispered: "Return It as soon aa possible, deari*; Amf Polly values It for the sake of bygona associations." And careless Hide Annette, their neighbor, had promised with a sweet little giggle to return It wltMn 24 hours. Ever sine* that time she bad stoutly maintained that she brought back lb* umbrella tne night of Eileen's candy party, and that she had aet It M* tho corner of the little entry at th* foot of the atairway. That was three months ago, and Stacy ar.d Annette had ceased to visit the Wavertya; for Aunt Polly, although constantly forgetting things of greater importance, si ways remembered to ask each time the saw them if i he umbrella bad L>een found yet and fair-minded Eileen could not blame them for remaining away, although sue missed them terribly. When spring erm* tbe mystery was as far from being solved aa ever. Eileen had grown pale and thin, Stacy had gone to a distant, dty to work. Annette now greeted Eileen very coldly, and Aunt Polly, tlreeom*ly Insistent still asked daily: “1/ Annette brought heck that umbrella, where Is it?" Then, one parthmlarl; bright i nd warm morning. Aunt Polly told Eileen that It would he a fine, time to put things to rights in the attic, and Eileen gathered palls, brooms, brushes and aosp. and sang at her work. She Jerked up the cover of tbe large box In which they kept the extra bedding. Her brown eyes widened in surprise as something went crashing to the floor, and with a little acream of Joy she seized the old blue umbrella sod hugged It closely. No one could complain of lack of colot. in Elleea'a cheeks now as. clutching tightly the umbrella, she ran swiftly down the stain to the altting room, where be: aunt rocked slowly buck and forth by the window. “Fee what I found in the bedding box." she shouted J yously. and Aunt Polly’s face turned slowly to -n ashy gray, while It la turn expressed surpriae. pleasure and—yea—c'oagrln. “Why. Ellecal Ton have found th* umbrella," she cried faintly. "But. Eileen, where did you find it?" •he asked, breathlessly. And then, again, with a slight wrinkling of her forehand. “Who could have placed it In the box?" “I wonder." was all that EHvvn said. It happened that Stacy came bom* tiie next day for a short visit and after Eileen had told her story he rw malned silent for a moment. “Eileen T be cried at last, "don’t you remember that w* cleared out the lower bedroom the night of the candy party to make room for playing games! And don't you remember that as 1 re-uenod the entry I struck the pll* of quilts 1 was carrying aralnst th* rail at the toot ot th* stairway! I dropped aom* of them and had to stoop to pick them up again. “Fob called out to me to hurry and get the bedding in tbe box up to the attic, aa the guests were bejlunlug to come. "I hurried and 1 Must have firs! knocked down th* umbrella, and then 1 must have picked it up among tha quilts.” Then with a cheerful grin he r®remarked: “Your Aunt Polly'U say. T told you ao! Just Plumb •

1 Hut Aunt Polly received the explanation very quietly and not at all aa she wits expected to. Afterward Eileen found bur crying sotily. “Forgive me. KUy.’’ she sobbed. “Oh. I have lx-en so hateful. 1 remember now that : placed ihw umhrell* among the folds of tbe i-oinfortrrs. Intending to take It upstairs myself, and then 1 forgot all about It, And. Elly. I thought perhaps you knew wher.- U was and wouldn't tell me. Weu g-g-give the umbrella to the Junkman," she said. cUll sobbing. "Don’t cry, di-ur,” Eileen said softly, as she gathered tbe little trembling old woman Into her young, otrong arm*. "I, too. have been at fault and we'll keep the umbrella to remind me that It is now my turn to be kind, patient, loving and unselfish, even as you were to roe all through the years when there wss no one else to care for roe."