Evening Republican, Volume 17, Number 9, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 10 January 1913 — Page 2

The Daily Republican Ktw7 Day Except Sunday HEALEY A CLARK, Publisher*. RENSSELAER. INDIANA.

REMINISCENCES OF SHERLOCK HOLMES

ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE

3> illustrations by V. L. BARNES

ADVENTURE OE THE RED CIRCLE (Continued.) “How’s this, Watson?” he cried, picking up the paper from the table. “‘High red house with white stone facings. Third floor. Second window left. After dusk. —G.’ That is .definite enough. I think after breakfast we must make a little reconnaissance of Mrs. Warren’s neighborhood. Ah, Mrs. Warren! what news do you bring us this morning?” Our client' had suddenly burst into the room with an explosive energy which told of some new and momen-, tous development. “It’s a police matter, Mr. Holmes!” she cried. “I’ll have no more of it! He shall pack out of that with his baggage. I would have gone straight up and told him so, only I thought it was but fair to you to take your opinion first But I’m at the end of my patience, and when it comes to knocking my old man about —” “Knocking Mr. Warren about?” “Using him roughly, anyway.” “But who used him roughly?" “Ah! that’s what we want to know! It was this morning, sir. Mr. Warren la a time-keeper at Morton & Waylight’s, in Tottenham Court road. He has to be out of the house before seven. Well, this morning he had not gone ten paces down the road when two men came up behind him, threw a coat over his head, and bundled him into a cab that was beside the curb They drove him an hour, and then opened the door and shot him out. He lay In the roadway so shaken in his wits that he never saw what became of the cab. When he picked himself up he found he was on Hampstead heath; so he took a bus home, and there he lies now on the sofa, while I came straight round to tell you what had happened.” “Most interesting,” said Holmes. “Did he observe the appearance of these men—did he hear them talk?" “No; he is clean dazed. He just ■knows that he was lifted up as If by magic. Two at least were in it, and maybe three.” “And you cofinect this attack with yourlodger?” “Well, we’ve lived here fifteen years and no such happenings ever came before. I’ve had enough of him. Money's not everything. I’ll have him out of my house before the day Is done.” “Wait a bit, Mrs. Warren. Do nothing rash. I begin to think that this affair may be very much more important than appeared at first sight. It is clear now that some danger is threatening your lodger. It is equally clear that his enemies, lying in wait for him near your door, mistook your hue band for him in the foggy morning light On discovering their mistake they released him. What they would have done had it not been a mistake, we can only conjecture.” “Well, what am I to do, Mr. Holmes?" “I have a great fancy to see this lodger of yours, Mrs. Warren." “I don’t see how that is to be managed, unless you break in the door.

Bundled Him Into a Cab That Was Beside the Curb.

I always bear him unlock It as I go down tbs stair after I leave the tray.” "He has to take the tray in. Surely we could conceal ourselves and see him do IL" The landlady thought for a moment. “Well, sir, there’s the box-room or posit*. 1 could arrange a looking glass, maybe, and if you Jgeie behind the door—” "■xoollent!" said Holmes. “When does be lunch?”

“About one, sir." - u “Then Dr. Watson and I will come round in time. For the present, Mr*. Warren, goodby." - At; half-past twelve we found ourselves upon the steps of Mrs. Warden's ’ house —a high, thin, yellowbrick edifice in Great Orme street, a narrow thoroughfare at the northeast /side of the British museum. Standing as it does near the corner of the street. It, commands a view down Howe street, with its more pretentious houses. Holmes pointed with a chuckle to one of these, a row of residential flats, which projected so that they could not fail to catch the eye.

i “See, Watson!” said he. “‘High house with stone facings.’ There is the signal station all right. We know the place, and we know the code; so surely our task should be simple. There’s a ‘To'Let’ card, in that wondog. It is evidehtly an empty flat to which the confederate has access. Well, Mrs. Warren, what now?” "I have it all ready for you. If you will both come up and leave your boots below on the landing, I’ll put you there now.” It was an excellent hiding-place which she had arranged. The mirror was so placed that, seated in the dark, we could very plainly see the door opposite. We had hardly settled down in it, sad Mrs. Warren left us, when a distant tinkle announced that our mysterious neighbor had rung. Presently the landlady appeared with the tray, laid it down upon a chair beside the closed door, and then, treading heavily, departed. Crouching together in the angle of the door, we kept our eyes fixed upon the mirror. Suddenly, as the landlady’s footsteps died away, there was the creak of a turning key, the handle revolved, and two thin hands darted out and lifted the tray from the chair. An instant later it was hurriedly replaced, and I caught a glimpse of a dark, beautiful, horrified face glaring at the narrow opening of the boxroom. Then the door crashed to, the key turned once more, and all was silence. Holmes twitched my sleeve, and together we stole down the stair. “I will call again In the evening,” said he to the expectant landlady. “I think, Watson, we can discuss this business better in our own quarters." "My surmise, as you saw, proved to be correct,” said he, speaking from the depths of his easy-chair. “There hag been a substitution of lodgers. What I did not foresee is that we should find a woman, and no ordinary woman, Watson.” “She saw us.” “Well, she saw something to alarm bar. That is certain. The general

I Caught a Glimpse of a Dark, Beautiful, Horrified Face.

sequence of events is pretty clear, is it not? A couple seek refuge in London from a very terrible and instant danger. The measure of that danger is the rigor of their precautions. The man, who has some work which he must do, desires to leave the woman in absolute safety while he does it. It is not an easy problem, but he solved it in an original fashion, and so effectively that her presence was not even known to the landlady who supplies her with food. The printed messages, as is now evident, were to prevent her sex being discovered by her writ-' ing. The man cannot come netr the woman, or he will guide their enemies to her. Since communicate with her direct, he has recourse to the agony column of a paper. So far all is clear.” "But what is at the root of tt?" "Ah, yes, Watson —severely practical, as usual! What is at the root of it all? Mrs. Warren’s whimsical problem enlarges somewhat and assumes a more sinister aspect as we proceed. This much we can say: that it is no ordinary love escapade. You saw the woman’s face at the sign of danger. We have heard, too, of the attack upon the landlord, which was undoubtedly meant fdr the lodger. These alarms, and the desperate need for secrecy, argue that the matter Is one of life or death. The attack upon Mr. Warren further shows that the enemy, whoever they are, are themselves not aware of the substitution of the female lodger for the male. It is very cualous and complex, Watson.” "Why should you go further in it? What have you to gain from It?” "What indeed? It is Art for Art’s sake, Watson. I suppose when you doctored you found yourself studying cases without thought of a fee?" "Fbr my education. Holmes.” "Education never ends, Watson. It is a series of lessons with the greatest for the last. This Is an instructive case. There is neither money nor

credit in it, and yet one would wish to tidy it up. When dusk'comes we should find ourselves one stage advanced in our Investigation." When we returned to Mrs. Warren’s roqths, the gloom of a London winter evening had thickened into one gray curtain, a dead monotone of color, broken only by the Sharp squares ot the windows and the blurred haloes of the gas lamps. As we peered from the darkened sitting-room of the lodging-house, one more dim light glimmered high up through the obscurity. “Someone is moving In that room,” said Holfhes in a whisper, his gaunt and eager face thrust forward to the window-pane. "Yes, I can see his shadow. There he is again. He has a candle in his hand. . Now he is peering across. He waiits to be sure that she Is. on the look-out. Now he begins to flash. Take the message also, Watson, that we may check each

"A Cipher Message, Holmes.”

other. A single flash—that is ‘A,’ surely. Now, then. How irtauy did you make it? Twenty. So did I. That should mean ‘T.’ A T—that’s intelligible enough! Another ‘T.’ Surely this is the beginning of a second word. Now, then TEN TA. Dead stop. That can’t be all, Watson? ‘A TTEN TA’ gives no sense. Nor is it any better as three words—’ATl TEN. TA,’ unless" ‘T.A.’ are a person’s initials. There he goes again! What’s that? ATT E—why, it is the same message over again. Curious, Watson, very curious! Now he is off once more! AT—why, he is repeating it for the third time. ‘A TT E N TA’ three times! How often will he repeat it? No, that seems to be the finish. -He has withdrawn from the window. What do you make of it, Watson?” "A cipher message, Holmes.” My companion gave a sudden chuckle of comprehension. “And not a very obscure cipher, Watson,” said he. “Why, of course, it is Italian! The ‘A’ means that it is addressed to a woman. ‘Beware! Beware! Beware!’ How’s that, Watson?” "I believe you have hit it." “Not a doubt of it. It is a very urgent message, thrice repeated to make it more so. But beware of what? Wait a bit; he is coming to the window once more.” Again we saw the dim silhouette of a crouching man and the whisk of the small flame across the window, as the signals were renewed. They came more rapidly than before —so rapid that it was hard to follow them. “ ‘P E R I C 0 L O’ —‘pericolo,— Eh, what’s that, Watson? Danger, isn’t it? Yes, by Jove, its’s a danger signal. There he goes again! ‘PERI.' Halloa, what on earth—" The light had suddenly gone out, the glimmering square of window had disappeared, and the third floor formed a dark band round the lofty building, with Its tiers of shining casements. That last warning cry had been suddenly cut short. How, and by whom? The same thought occurred on the instant to us both. Holmes sprang up from where he crouched by the window. (TO BE CONTINUED.)

Simple Faith of Bretons.

There is probably no place in France where the peasantry arelnoip inclined to believe in the so-called hidden forces of nature, and where the unscrupulous charlatan has so good an opportunity of deceiving his listeners as in Brittany. Whether in sickness or in health, the people of Brittany look for an answer to their demands in the mysterious kingdom of the supernatural, and with a faith which, to the educated, is sometimes almost unbelievable. A curious instance of this widespread Superstition is cited by M. Paul Geniaux,a wellknown French folklorist. The inhabitants of Muzlllac and district, in the Morblhan, firmly believe that the only effective method of curing their children of the colic is to carry them to a certain chapel, that of St Mamers, and deposit them on the altar. There they mumble a short prayer, the text of which you can never get them to confess —and the cure is immediately effected!

Gathered In Twelve-Pound Trout.

What is said to be the largest trout caught in Montana streams was received from J. W. ScotL proprietor of the hotel at Armstead, it weighed 13 pounds. 8 ounces. From tip of tail to mouth it measured nearly three feet in length, a yardstick extending an inch at each end when laid boside the catch. It was 16 inches around the fish, measuring over the back 11ns. The fish was dressed and when re weighed In Butte Upped the scakm al 11 pounds.—Anaconda standard.

BEWARETHE BEDBUG

It Follows Man Everywhere and Transmits Disease. Result of Experiments Made With Insects Applied to Plague Infected Guinea Pigs—Flea Is Declared Les* a Menace. .; —! New York. —To the brilliant chemist Verjbitski’s demonstration that bedbugs transmit borne diseases, Dr. Jacolyn Van Vilet Manning refers in a medical paper as "the most revolutionary discovery since Pasteur announced the etiology of anthrax,” observes Current Literature. For this illuminating vlew of the bedbug lightens the path along which science has floundered in search of the common mode of transmission of acute epidemic disease,- like the plague, with which we are threatened. The fact that the bedbug, cimex lectularius, is an agent of transmission of bubonic plague was not known to the English speaking world until Nuttal Quick, professor of biology in the University of Cambridge, published in the special plague number of tire Journal of Hygiene a translation of the experiments of D. T. VerjbitskL, a Russian, engaged in research in the laboratory of the Imperial Institute of Experimental Madlcine, at St. Petersburg. Verjbitski’s results were definite, proving that bedbugs fed on animals dying of plague communicated the plague to guinea pigs for five days afterward; fleas fed on animals dying of plague communicated the plague to other animals for three days. Verjbitski says in his report: “These experiments were conducted with guinea pigs. The plague culture was enhanced in virulence by passing through several guinea pigs. The, bugs used were cimex lectularius, which is the usual domestic parasite. The strong irritation occasioned by its bite is caused by the action of the saliva which is injected, into the wound. A bug never inflicts but one bite, and does not leave the place until ft has filled itself with blood. Its body under these conditions acquires ah egg shaped form. The bedbugs, in series of 50, were applied to an area of skin under the thigh which had previously been shaved. The results definitely proved that the bedbug transmits plague, and that as an

DESERTS SHOW GIRL

Son of Ohio Millionaire Finds Ranch Life Too Slow. Former Member of the “Floradora” Sextet Left Alone on Texas Farm by Son of Harry M. Daugherty— Was Husband’s Manager. Fort Worth, Tex. —Dessa Gibson, show girl, who two years ago married Draper Daugherty, son of the millionaire politician of Columbus, 0., is alone in her ranch house, and confesses she failed in the task of making a farmer out of the former Broadway favorite. Daugherty has gone back to New York. The young woman, backed by two powerful motives, worked bravely to make a staid business man and husband out of the millionaire’s son, whose business experience has been limited to the purchase of cigarettes, wine, taxicabs, theater tickets and Broadway friends. The motives could not have been improved upon. They were her love for Daugherty and the promise of the father’s millions. Today she has lost both, unless the elder Daugherty or the courts give her a few hundred thousand dollars. Mrs. Daugherty accepted the commission two years ago. She had married Draper after he had followed her from Columbus, 0., where his father is a millionaire politician, to Buffalo, N. Y. Harry M. Daugherty promptly had cut off his son’s allowance and Dessa had returned to the stage to keep her husband in cork tips and things. Daugherty pere, however, investigated the young woman and found that she had been a real good girt The meanest thing he heard about her was that there were 599 others who had been in the original "Florodora” sextet. So in February, 1910, he relented and decided to put the pair on stern probation. Knowing Draper and knowing that be would not be likely to submit to leading by a show girl with the same grace that be had displayed in following her kind. Father Daugherty made his daughter-in-law general business manager o this son. Also he made her treasurer and auditor.

KING’S LETTERS ARE FOUND

State Papers Believed to Have Been Destroyed by George IV. Discovered In Residence. London.—A discovery of English royal documenta, extraordinarily valuable and interesting especially from an American atandpoinL has just been taade. It comprises all state papers, private letters and general correspondence of Kings George 111. and George IV., which have been missing from the crown, papers. It was supposed that when George IV. ascended the throne he destroyed hie father’s and afterward hie own. Their loss always has been deplored, for they covered an Immensely Interesting period. Including the Amer-

CLAIMS THE TURKISH THRONE

"Princess” Eugenie Paleologo, whoresides in West Kensington, England, has documents in her possession which she says prove her descent from the Byzantine emperors who reigned in Constantinople before it was captured by Mohammad IV., and so she lays claim to the Turkish throne. The real name of the "princess” is -Mrs. Emund Wickham, and she is the widow of an English cotonel. Her claims are ridiculed by genealogical authorities, who assert that- the imperial family of Paleologo has been-extinct for many centuries.

agent of such transmission the bedbug Is more to be feared than the much dreaded flea of man and animal.” Clothing and bed clothes which are soiled with material from infected insects, obtained either by crushing them or from their feces, can serve

lean war of independence, on the inside history of which, from the British side these documents could shed invaluable light All these missing papers have just been found in the* cellars of Apstey house, residence of the duke of Wellington, whose grandfather, the great duke, was one of George IV’s trustees. They have lain in the cellars 100 years. Their character was discovered by accident, when some repairs were being carried out. Three van loads of them have been removed to Windsor, where the royal librarian has been intrusted by the king with the task of arranging them and selecting parts of them for publication.

SHE SQUEEZES WRONG MAN

Wife Mistakes Lodger for HusbandSlander Action In Court ■ 1 Follows. New York. —Mrs. Jennie Wilson of Buena Vista avenue, Yonkers, had her landlady, Mrs. Nellie Peterson, in the Yonkers police court- charged with slander. An affair Mrs. Wilson alleged Mrs. Peterson exaggerated occurred the night Frederick Schoonmaker, who lived in the same tenement, was killed. The women, shocked by the news, gathere lin Mrs. Wilson’s room. Mrs. Wilson heard a man coming up the stairs she took to be her busband. Rushing to greet him she put her arms around him, and was embarrassed when she discovered he was another lodger. Judge Beall dismissed the complaint

ONE TAIL OF TWO GOATS

Mrs. Ryswyk’s "Gets” Mr. McCracken’s and a Neighborhood Quarrel Is the Result. Chicago.—Mrs. Minnie Ryswyk has a goat Henry McCracken has a goat. Mrs. Ryswyk’s goat is a hollow horned ruminant mammal, genus Capra, of the family Vovtdae. Mr. McCracken’s goat was a figment of the imagination. Which is sufficient preface for chronicling the fact that Mrs. Ryswyk’s goat got Mr. McCracken’s goat For Mr. McCracken, who lives at 10350 Lowe avenue, had a pear tree, a rose bush and several other small but highly decorative trees and shrubs in his back ysrd. Mrs. Ryswyk’s Mvqs across the alley from Mr. McCracken, at 10351 Wallace street When Mrs. Ryswyk’s goat broke Into the McCracken yard and ate the rose bush, mangled the pear tree and mangled , the other trees and shrubs, Mr. McCracken’s "goat" departed for pastures new. The Irate owner of the ruined herbarium dashed into the alley and upbraided Mr Ryswyk and his wife. "He punched me In the face and 1 hit him with a stick," Mrs. Ryswyk explained to Municipal Judge Scully la

during a long time as a source of infection. The clothing of people who live in dirty unhygienic surroundings is generally covered with spots from crushed bugs and their feces. Formalin vapor is a poor insecticide, especially for bugs.

FLOWER TO BOY FOR-LUCK

Countess Hoyos, Who Married Cincinnati Man, Gives Wedding Decorations to London Hospitals. London. —After the wedding of Countess Hoyos and C. W. Short of Cincinnati, the usual crowd had assembled in front of their hotel, and as the bride got out of the carriage a ragged little boy exclaimed at the beauty of the bride’s flowers. She stopped, smiled, took off a sprig of orange flowers and gave it to ths child. When asked by her astonished bridegroom why she did it, she answered : "Oh, merely for luck —and other things.” The day before her marriage she went out with her mother and bought quantities of flowers which she sent to the children’s hospitals. In which she always has been Interested, and all the flowers used for the decoration of the reception were used for the same purpose. She was a beautiful bride in a dress made almost entirely of old lace, ivory-tinted with age and lined with silvery satin. One of her jewels, the gift of Mrs. Harry Higgins, was a weird eastern jewel representing a sun god, made up of diamonds and paste emeralds and set in old beaten gold. It is said to have belonged to one of the rulers of ancient Egypt and to bring good luck to the wearer.

Women See Minister's Bout.

Hempstead, N. Y. —Many women, all of them cbureh workers, had ringside seats and cheered lustily when the athletic carnival staged by Rev. Charles H. Snedeker, brought two professional scrappers together tn a lively bout. Wrestling exhibitions and tests of strength were also on the bill.

the Hyde Park court yesterday. “He got my goat.” “Your honor, that Isn’t true. Her . goat got my goat. I may have been a little hasty, but I had lots of provocation.” Judge Scully put McCracken under peace bonds of 1500. "If you are brought in here again. McCracken,” said the court, “you thay get my goat and if you do it will go pretty hard with you.”

"Model Man” Sent to Prison.

New York.—Frank Henry of 223 McDougal street, Brooklyn, who,' detectives say, has perpetrated over 3,000 robberies In th* last 25 years, but who war considered by his neighbors a model man and devout church worker, was found guilty of burglary tn Methuen, N. J., and sentenced to not less than seven nor more than 14 years.

Losses Rink for Sundays.

Boston. —Prohibited from public skating on Sunday by the blue law Miss Eleanors Sears, society girl, organised a Skaters’, club and leased a rink tor Sundays only, where she and her friends can skate protected by a. club’s Immunity. ■