CAPE MAY COUNTY TIMES. STA ISLE CITY,

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PART IV.

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The Ascert tc Man. When Mr. Hnhert Hervey Rnmlnlph. allna Slim llerray, clmuffeur, vice l’«trlek O llWIly, ex-driver of the Village Cat. company's No. 18118, skidded that vehicle dlsaatroimly to the curb In fro it of the Poppy ilub and, as a reeult of his criminal negligence, lu conJunction with Ulsa Imogen" Paiueln Thornton's reprehensible pecking occupation, hurled ,fant young lady to the mldd’s of the sidewalk on her hands and knees, he leaped from his seat on a spontaneous Impulse to help her to her feet and administer every kind of first eom'art that the occasion seemed to demand. Two considerations nowe.er, shot I from the double-barreled blunderbuss ' of Hldkule and Honor, caught film on the wing, ns It were, and deflected his flight frota west to east with a sharp turn due south at the corner of Fifty-seventh street and Sixth avenue. In the first place, out of the corner of his eye he had seen his one-time friends, ?Tr. Nearton, Mr. Verries and Mr. Berry descending the shadow club front steps In an avalanche7 In the second place, ho suddenly recollected that Miss Thornton was an heiress, high above his present station and Intent, as he bed gathered from between the lines in various advertisements In the local press referring to the location of Ms person, on thanking and otherwiri- recompensing him for turning to the right In a matter of ten thousand dollara a year, unearned Increment. As be gated for one too brief second down Into the pleading eyes and adorably eager face of (his lovable vision on her hands and knees, which It seemed unbelievable he had once held In his arms, only the oft-repeated favorite poem of his nurse: 1 could not tor* th«e, dnsr. so nuch loved I not honor more, kept him from facing the avalanche of ridicule and giving the eternally eeMfhing Diogenes with his lantern a Tnn for his money. As previously stated. It was not to be. Mr. Bandolph turned from the waiting anna of the sweetest temptation ever renlged by man and made his swift way to the sanctum of Mr. Tourke O’Shaughnessy. foreman-manager of the Village Cub company. "Tourke," said Mr. Randolph. “I'm through. Smashed up the two "tf wheels of my wagon on the curb In front of the Poppy club. Dock me thirty, pitf se, and make out my pay

, ibeck."

“Through. SlImT Whadda ya mean7" •aid Mr. O'Shaiighuessy. ‘Think I’m goln' to sack you for a skid on a day like this? I*ay for your fun, kid, but take another wagon." Hobert Randolph, alias Slim Hervey. shook his head. “You don't understand." he said. "I—I've lost my nerve.” “tost your nerve!" gasped Mr. O'Shaughnessy. “Whadda ya mean by tellln' me a lie like that? Come on. now; draw a map! Did ye kill th--

inside?"

"Robert!” he cried beamingly. “My dear boy. I'm glad lo see you!" “Don't take the glad hand. Slim,” warned Mr. O'Shaughnewy. ‘The litj tie runt may be tryln' to serve papers on yer. Now. gents, show yer warrant er I'll coll tin* boys an' yi>o take the consequences.” "I guess It's all right. Tourke," said Slim weakly. 'They aren't going to pull me. exactly.” “I don't care whether they think they're goln' to pinch you er not." remarked Mr. O'Shaughneos/. fixing malignant eyes on the two heavy flanking forces of the small lawyer. T never did like the smell of fat." Suddenly he roared: "HeyI Roys!" The two bulla, strayed Into Inhospitable pastures, turned, stepped catfooted to the door, and took the flight of steps In three. They cannot be blamed, for they had recognised In Mr. O'Shaughnessv the man who had once been arrested for poshing over with one hand a Ford that had crowded

him.

“Now, Robert" said the legal pew sonage. apparently quite ohjlvlous of the desertion of his supports, "I Just vant to talk with you. Mi y I sit down r "Certainly. Mr. Mllyuns," said Robert. apathetically. “Excuse me.” murmured Mr. O'Shnughnessy. “Did I. or didn't 1 get the name correct?" “I beg your pardon. Tourke." said Robert “Mr. Borden Mllyuns; Mr. Tourke O'Shauglmessy." He pronounced It “O'Shockenssy." to the delight of the owner's earn, long unaccustomed to the correct Intonation of the exotic patronymic ”1 did hear correct.” said Mr. O'Shanghncssy, as he rose and tiptoed from Hie room. “I leave you

“Tourice," Said Mr. Randolph, "I'm Throtiflh."

| "Oh. no," said Slim; “that'a Just It ■ 1 meat., the young lad) la very much

I all right.”

t T begin to get you." murmured 1 Tourke. “Skirt on your track. ehT' A look of pity fe'lowed by one of ««oyaity crept Into bis eyes. "Look here. Slim." ; , continued: T know k that tryln' to trick a female Is like ft playin' hockey with a stick o' dynaE mite, but we got a lot o' high cards to I draw ,o. First allot out o' the box, I jb the boys here Is for you. Then ^feBRre's your fried'a. the Force. I want tell you. Slim, you're the first driver f I ever had that c -uld flatten out a cop on a busy day an' make him think it

f was a Joke.”

h 'Thanks." .wild Mr. Randolph but t shook his head sadly. [ ''Now, l.atsn." resumed Mr. F O’Shaughnes-y: Tin ‘ goln' to have I the boys up here as they come la an' ^ put 'em on. In the enteract, y,.u slip I out for a makeup. Oet Sally Painter K round the corner to tone your face p down to the color of your freckles, do br a little Job on yer eyebrow*, an' fix B a deep scar In the upper lip of yer speak in' tube. Oet me?" p Mr. Randolph's widely placed blue ■ eyes narrowed In an effort to examine p the proposition shrewdly from all angles, and the light of hope was just c beginning to dawn avrosa the trouble In his honest face when there came n sharp knock on the door, followed promptly by the rattle of the lower knob and the unceremonious entry r of one blrdllke. bald headed, dapiier corporation lawyer and two corpulent ; she plain-clothes men. “Yere! Wot the—" exclaimed the Outraged Mr. O'Sbatighnessy. The legal light paid him no need and advanced on the fa: ♦-wilting Slim Hervey with outstretched baud.

gents ■ -on- family affairs," he added froi. He* door, bis eyes drinking a last view of the brain king he had

dared to call o runt.

During the next Imff-hour. Mr. Mllyuns delivered himself of an assorted lot of special pleading that he could have sold on the mar'tet almost any I day for fifty thousand dollars, but the sole Judge and object of his efforts ' still sat swinging one putteed leg In I midair, as th.ugh fanning aside the valuable streams of golden words, and continued puffing at one cigarette af- ' ter another, each lighted from the I butt of its predecessor. | “It's no use. Mr. Mllyuns,” said Koh- | ort. at Inst. “The truth (a, and you [ know It. that a meeting between myself and Pam—Ml* Thornton, at the present time and undei the exception- | al conditions, could only bring about complications beyond the capability of | any one of us to handle. Her pioI p< -al that she divide her Income with mo is so absurd that I am amazed at j your (miter—at your hardihood In

even mentioning It."

Mr. Mllyun* wiped his brow for the first •Ime In many yeais. T don't mind you calling me 'Impertinent,' Robert." he *a‘.S meekly. “Call me anything y u please. Only" —and his voice rose gradually to a surprising voinuM—-“don't forget that I promised one of the dearest, most unspoiled, lovaole. and wholly adorable young persons that it’s ever been my privilege to assure of the i. >poaslble that T would bring you to her. and. by the holy rorckerel. 1 will—If

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suread tuto a broad smila.

“Mr. MUyimitJie sa)d._'U always did like you; now I've got a deeper i feeling. They call It love. I admit to the human end of you that the only thing that keeps mv from rushing straight away to cult on the lady you have so accurately described la the fv 'hat I haven't mosey and site

hat."

"But what about the Job T offered you?" Interjected Mr. MUyuns. “I was coming to tlu>t." said Mr. Randolph. “I'm not keen on charity from you any more than from Miss Thornton, but—moro than that—I wouldn't bury myself Id your stuffy old skyscraper at any cash price known to man. In the first place, you l-olong to the most unoriginal of all profesninna, and. In the second, you make money too slowly." '“Make money loo alow'y f" gasped —r. Mllyuns. forgetting Bobby and Pamela u.-.d their nffolrs for the first time In three weeks, and remembering. for a change, and with a twinge of his hardened conscience, the size of his last retainer. “Ha!” But Mr. Randolph allowed him no time for Indulgence In vocal mirth. ‘That's what I said," he continued, unmoved. “To mee' Miss Thornton face to face and unashamed, I feel that I must have a capital of at least a hundred thousand." , He sank his head In thought for a moment. When he raised It again, the widely placed blue eyes were there. So was the saddle of faint freckles across his nose; ro was the guarantee of honesty across bis open face, but superimposed over all was u new look of sudden resolution. "You wlil please tell MIsa Thornton." he resumed, “that I shall do myself the honor of calling on her one week from t!.e day after tomorrow at four In the afternoon. There Is a condition, however, and It Is that I he left alone without any mental reservation by her and you and your agents during the Intervening time.” “One hundred thousand In nine •Ingp.” murmured Mr. Mllyuna skeptically. His great brain hung poised in thought for some time, but finally he nodded his acceptance of Robert’s I terms of capitulation and promptly left the room. Mr. O'Shnughnessy presently returned and found his favorite driver sunk In strenuous reverie. “Well, Mr—er—Tobert. are you goln - hack to the folks?" Mr. Randolph raised his head and smiled. “Catl me '311m.’ phase. Tourke— ‘Slim Hervey.’ for awhile yet I've decided to accept your offer of another wagon for a week or two—that Is. If you realize you'll be doing me Just a plain, urornamental favor." "Sure, kid!” said Air. O'Shaughnessy. flushing, as docs nil his kind on the verge of gratitude. “That's all right." •Thanks a loti" said Mr. Randolph. “And do you mind If I take the Wall street beat for a while? I need money.” “Why. Slim, what's got ye? Ye know that's the rottene* short-run stand In town. Now, er It’s money you want—" Mr. O'Shauglmessy reached slowly down Into his capacious trousers pocket, his eyes, meanwhile, studying Mr. Randolph's physiognomy with u shrewd glint that had forestalled many a clever attempt at n touch In years gone by. “Yes, money." said Air. Randolph pensively; “a hundred thousand dollars' worth." Tourke's face underwent n startling change, ns though it had tumbled down a whole ladder of emotions until It landed with a Jolt on a solid platform of Infinite pity. 'Take any beat ye like. boy. while ye c'n hold the wheel," he said, nt the same time jambing the brakes down on his too generous hand. "An' be sure your oi' frien' Tourke ain't goln’ to forget to come to the hospital to see you"—he finished almost with a sob—"ofien." For five restless. I *nrt-breakJng days. Mr. Randolph and his cab were nt the beck and catl of every shorthorn curb-broker that warned his friends and customers to see him start away from the scene of others' labors In a taxi. The vast assurance that had graced him when he allowed Mr. Milyura to Infer that nine days was plenty In which to pick up a hundred thousand dollars and that had also tinged a remark made some weeks before to a Miss Madge Van Telller to the effect that tlie great thiug nowadays was to avoid hitting too much money had been gradually worn to a ragged frazzle. Air. Randolph was on the point of trying to persuade himself thst he was giving way to the too constant strain rather thsn to any defect In his philosophy of the easiness of wealth when an excited and hatless elevator hoy rushed up and said: “Here, youae! Mr. Rmboopoint Morguui's car has froze. Ring your oV Are alarm." Mr. Randolph almost knocked over n fare that waa attempting to get aside. “Engaged!" lie growled, as be stooped to “turn her over.” (TO BE CONTINCEL.1

Seventeen-Pound Trout?

Trout 'ary greatly within the specie*, eccjrding to the nature of the waters they Inhabit, the variations being manifested In their color, size. ! form and fin development, says the J American Forestry Magazine. As io i their weight. Mr. Hallnok. a famous j American fisherman, claims to have ] known of cue that weighed seventeen | pounds, while as a rule they do not ! run over three or four pounds.

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CLEVER POINTS IN NEW COATS

I T IS a little late In the diy for the apiH-nrance of new developments In coatH. jet they appear and need make no apology, for the Inst efforts of the dealgo. rs appear lo be ilielr best. Furthermore, there la liitle prospect of any riiillcui change In present styles— they ;ire too satisfactory to he soon neglected or discarded. The coat purchased now la destined to pay Its due of service and discharge Its duties well. The new arrivals are smart In 1 tine, skillfully made and, adieu bought in good qualities of wool materials, ratty he depended upon for a long life in the world of fashion. Two very handsome models, ns pictured. present the advantages of the scarf collar. At the left n model bri r - to mind ognln the unfailing ch. .n the Russian blouse Inspiration, with Its fastening nt the left aide of a long row of buttons and loops. It la cut with dolman sleeves and thus preserves the trimness of the straight line mode without Us severity. Its very

I clever trimming of an embroidered i band somehow manages to simulate a short cape. The scarf ends, and also 1 those of the long and narrow girdle, are finished with ball trimming. The cape-coat, or mantle, at the right Is another example qf skillful designing In which the body of the garment, with dolman sleeves cut in It, Is set onto a deep cape. Turned-back cuffs, ornamented with rows of machine stitching, bespeak the most ,>ati.stakIng tailoring, and rows of covered buttons defining the shoulder line bear ! out this testimony. The scarf ends support handsome and dignified silk tassels. Both coats have Inconspicuous and practical slit pockets and l»oth are elegant and graceful. On the dressier coats for tills season French knot embroidery Is effectively used In hands or otherwise to ; redeem the simple lines and plain materials from severity. It Is newer than solid embroider)-, but not its rival.

/AAKY GENjArt BONNER,

JOLLY SONG SPARROWS. “We're the Jolly Song Sparrows,” laid little Sain Song Sparrow to little Sidney Song Sparrow. "And we always will be," said Sidne>. "We're not very handsome. We don't go in much for beautiful dress. t)ur feathers are rather brownish gray anil not very pretty. “In fact, they're very plain. They're very plain Indeed. They are dull and uninteresting. But you see we can't have everything, and we have voices." "I'd much rather have a lovely voice than a lovely coat of feathers.” said 'Then you're satisfiedT' said Sidney, 'Tor you have the lovely-voice and you haven't the lovely feathers." "Quite satisfied,” said Sam. ••We’re not very big, and we're not so small that we are cunning like the little Humming Bird Is," said little Sidney Song Sparrow. “We're Just about the size of the ordinary. usual sparrow." "Oh, well," said Sam. "people do not mind, I am quite sure, whether we're small or not. They don't care If we're not cunning little creatures like the Humming birds and they don't cure If we’re not big, beautiful birds like the Flickers. They don't mind If our feathers sre plain, for they like our voices, and they have lately., too, called us the Jolly Song Sparrows." “Ah. yes." said Sidney, “and I've been hearing more than that." "Do tell me,” said Sam. “I will," said Sidney. “When wonld you like me to tell you, Sam?" “Now, If you don't mind," said Sam. "I'm eager to know." "Very well." said Sidney. "I will tell yon nt once." And he began. ‘i've heard people not only say that we were such Jolly little singers, but they've said our voices were lovely. They’ve said they were very much like a canary's voice. "Yea, they've said our voices were

really lovely.

“And they've said that they liked to hear our songs again and again. Da you know that Is why we have always sung at all tiroes of the day, too?” "Yes. I know," said Sam. “We've been always told that people liked It because we sang early !n the morning. late In the afternoon, at all times during the day, and even hud been

heard at night.

'That Is why we've always kept to our rule of being obliging about our singing at all times. We haven't wanted to say: i'ra sorry, hut I don't feel Just like singing today. An

As in a Kaleidoscope

L OOKING at millinery this season t pictured. It depend* for Its decoration Is like looking In u kaleidoscope at I on a rich ribbon collar with two out the ever-chansina and beautiful forms islanding loops at the right side. .Inst that know no limit to their variations. ; below.' at the left, one ol tlie tunny Ha: e and trimmings are Infinitely va- j surviving off-tlie-face hIuvim-h, of vlsea riel, changing from day lo day. no | braid. Is elaborated with an embroidstyles holding the attention of tlie pub- •red pattern, with a bead placed at tht lie to the exclusion of others for even center of each motif and these beads n few brief week*. Tlie milliner knows ; Joined by a narrow ribbon. t To th. not what to expect next, but she has right a sailor shape, with draped the consolation of knowing that all crown, is made of candy cloth, or oibet materials are usable—nothing realty lustrous fabric, the brim faced with unfashionable, everything saleable, if silk or georgette crepe and clusters oi made into becoming hats. The lines In S grapes for trimming. This particulai Ingli-ciasa hats are subtle and flatter- milliner)' fruit, and other fruits made with them; and In sport hats there are j l>e depended upon to outlive che sea-w\.-ral beautiful high colors that atv ; son. In black with white cumelias, and

!n the group of smart hats shown pendaMe styles and types of hats are shown. At the 'op a street hat with visor brim la made of milau hrnld as

‘Quite Satisfied.

other time.' No. we've always been willing because we've heard that our voices give so much pleasure." "And they still do frotu nil I've heard." continued little Sidney Song

Sparrow.

"They've said that we were so neighborly, too. They've thought a great deal of our friendliness. They've said that It was so nice to have us ground so much. •They've said that It was realty wonderful to have bird musicians ahmit all the time, cheering them up at all times. “They have liked tlie way we've been willing to sing In the Bin) Choruses or alone. "Such nice things ns I’ve heard.” “Yes." said Sum, “and we will always see that people never say anything about ns but something that Is "But now I must be off to the nest, which is right on the ground." “Our nest Is up on a bush." said Sidney. "as where we were we thought there were some meadow mice about. "Well. I'm off. Good-by, Sam." "Good-by, Sidney," said Sam; and aa Sidney flew off Sam sang a little song of farewell, and some people hearing him, sab!: “Oh, what a dat^ ling little friendly soul Is the song

One Too Many. "Billy" la a three-year-old "kewple" with well rounded "tummy," rosy cheeks and a ridge of light fluffy hair that is his crownmg glory. He had Just been to the barber and was preudI ly exhibiting the result to a group of

playmates.

A neighbor was trimming his hedge with .\ large pair jt shears—shears almost as long us "Billy" was Tall. “Come here, Billy." he shouted, “and I'll give )«u a haircut." “No. sir, 1 don't want any more haircut. I Just had one. Everybody would -ay, 'Here comes Billy with two hair-