Greencastle Herald, Greencastle, Putnam County, 9 January 1922 — Page 2

THE GREEftCASTLE HERALD

MONDAY, JANUARY 9. 1922

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bar <•. J Arnold Proprlatoi ^OJiu^HKD fcVKKY AFTERNOON wxc«|;i Sunday at 17 and 19 S. Jack•vn Strati, Graanoattla, Ind. VKLKl'HONK 65 i arris of Thaaaa Cam* »( Ibanlu art char^aAbla at • r«ta r^f fMic aack.

OMtuariaa. jui o auanai ar« cbargaabla at tha rata o* JM for aacn obit - .ary. Addl* Pouai rbarjfa of 5o a lina •• mada fot «Q a<>a>ry WX1CCCOCCOOOCCCOCOOOOOCOOO ^ W inning of § ^ Kitty Grander ;j boOODDODO>ODOOOOOODOCX>DODO About oiwe a month, always on a Sunday, Maurtre Danby rnotorod from tha city to bin brother's farm for a brief visit. Y'oitug Mr. Danby held a position in a city department. His standinK iu social life was pood, and it was known that he bad a fair-sired bank account. So far as friends or r<satires knew, he had never been in hive, and was not likely to be. Therefore it. was a shock to his sister-in-law when he arrived one Sunday and said: “Cook here, Sarah, you have pot to help me out." “What Is It, Maurice?” site asked. Tm in love.” “You can’t be?” “Hut I am.” “Well, won’t the girl burr- you?” “1 haven’t asked her yet.'' “Then go right off and do it.” “Listen to mo, woman. I came down by the old post road this mornfug, instead of the usual way. About three miles above here is au old rt-d farmhouse.” “Yes, the Granger place.” “There was a girl there.” “Yes, Kittle Granger.” “She was ieauing on Die gats eatln£ an apple. 1 am almost sure she •miled at me." "That's your vanity. She probably gave her whole attention to the apple.” “Perhaps she did, but I'm In love with her and 1 am going to marry her, and 1 beg of you to help me bring it about.” "And make a fool of myself and a monkey of you? As 1 am the last ‘•omer it’s her place to call on m<* first, and she hasn’t done if. She probably will in time, though ” “Great Scots, hut this is too Indefinite!” “Well, you’ll ba'e io work out your nwn salvation. We go by the rules of etiquette out here iu the country the same as in the city, and you don't catch me transgressing the one rule, anyway!” Maurice went out and strolled around for a collide of hours; and when he returned his sister-in-lnw saw a look on his face which brought the remark: “1 think you haie conquered y our love.” “Thou there’s another think coming to you. I may prolong this call for a fortnight.” 1 am going 1 gor. It may not take two days to bring It about, and it may take twr weeks.” “Hut won’t the business of tt" city suffer by your absence front you; post?” When pressed for bis plans th> young man would not give them Monday morning he catered his auto end started away with a wave of his hand. He was bound for th" Tost road and Farmer Granger's When he saw the old farmer at woMi In a field by the roadside an idea came to him. He stopped and b< pan negotiating for a calf that, wn tied lit the front yard, hoping in th' meantime lhat Kitty, who was sing fug blithely In the house, would come out and lie would get introduced to •her But she paid no attention tr him. He said he would call for th' calf next day, which he did, hut still no acquaintance with Kit'y. When another day carna. the desperate Mr. Danby was ready—h didn't know for what. He set on* without a plan, which is often the tw at way. If ho passed the house ho might be shouted to to stop and Luy hogs or hens, but it might h” his luck also to see Miss Kitty at tlx gate- Ho had just determined to take his chances when he saw her coming toward him, driving in her pony cart. His auto sp-od was reduced to a fair gait, and he held straight for Kitty's pony. She quickly checked up. She screamed. Straight ahead •went Danby and then there was a •mash and the pony was down and things were in a glorious tiingle There wus some b: kage. bu' uo lives lost “What did you do it for?” asked the girl when things were somev hut straightened cut. “Do you believe 1 did It on pur pose?” “I surely do'” “Well, then, it was that I might gat a chance to tell you that 1 am iB love with you!” The redding day may not have been set yet, but young Mr. Danby baa for a long time been eating his Monday dinner at Parmer Granger's instead of at his brother's.

The Iteality of the TerforniNiice Near t'ost (lie Actor HI* Life. The laie Joseph Jeffeison used to • ay that hts carter raui'» very near being nipped in the bud In a Western town. He at that time waa a n.ember of a aniall pioneer company shiih progressed by nieaiis of th.ei “hull tiams" from one mining camp to another. They were alwitvs heai tlly received by the miners and cowboys. who readily paid the five dollars In gold required to w.tness their performance. Mr Jefferson was the traditional melodramatic villain, ami in the third act was supposed to kidnap "the child.’’ The supposed mother, hearing Its cries, rushes upon the scene just as he is about to escape, sml fires a fruitless shot from a revolver. Upon this particular occasion nil had gone well until this scene was reached, and the audience, many of whom had rover before seen any kind of theatrical performance, mt as If spellbound. At the crack of the mother's revolver, the spell was rudely broken. ■'By heaven, she missed him!” a red-shirted miner In the front row shouted, drawing his own "six-shoot-er’' and leaping to his feet. ‘ Round to the hack door and head him off fore he tan git a boss, boys!’’ he yelled, and. following him, half the audience stampeded for the exit. The excitement was fittallv allayed by the "inother’’ anil the villain appearing hand in hand before the curtail and the manager's explanation of the situation. When the performance had been concluded, the audience insisted on paying another admission price and having an immediate repetition from loginning to en d ■

Sec That the Collar Kits. “Whenever 1 buy a new suit,” said the woman who had a new suit for every season, “my husband always looks at the collar, and if that suits him he says It’s an excallent fit. When I announce that I’m yoIng on a shopping trip he olways, admonishes me to get a good lUtltig collar. It’s true of most men who observe women’s clothes at all that the set of the collar determines whether they think a woman is well dressed or not. I suppose It's bo- < raise the plainness of masculine attire make a snug, well-shaped collar an absolute necessity to a wellgroomed appearance. "And 1 believe men are right about Inal-ting on this feature in a woman's suit, and that women would do well to pay less attention to thi lit over the hips and bust and pay more attention to the collar. A bulging collar can make the entire suit look ugly, while a somewhat eareles: fit in other lines may be forgiven it the collar only looks trim.

Hector's Ptrange Funeral. A curious request regarding his funeral was made by the Rev. Paulet Mildmay, Compton, for fifty-eight years rector of Mappleton. a few days before his death. The body was placet, in a plain oak coffin and, covered with primroses, was coveyed by means of a farmer's wagon, drawn by a tram of four horses, to the railway station, mn'* miles away. The tails and manes of tbo animals were plaited with straw and the team was handled by a gmoeked driver. The cortege was followed by a large crowd of villagers, to whom the aged rector had endeared himself during his over half a century’s ministration. At the railway station a special train was In waiting, and the coffin, wagon and horses were conveyed to Hornsey, near Southampton. Here the coffin was again placed on the wagon and conveyed to Minsted, tho seat of the Compton family. Beauty of Budapest. Budapest Is perhaps the most Imposing city on the continent after Constantinople. What gives it Us greatest stamp of majesty is the, “beautiful blue Danube,” nearly fiOO yards broad, spanned by a magnificent English-built iron bridge, which rolls along eastward between the ancient fortressed town of Hilda and the modern city of Pest. The two bear about the same relation to one another as the old and new town of Edinburgh. Tho Germ at. name of Buda, the ancient capital of Hungary, is Ofen, or Oven, from the hot springs near by. and. In the course of three centuries, its grand old fortress was the object of more than twenty sieges, the last of which, In 16S6, attracting many English volunteers of distinction, resulted in the liberation of Hungary from the Turks.

MONKEY’S LIGHTNING MOVES. No One A* Yet Has Been Able To Catch A Picture of Him. If there is an amateur photographer in Phlliuielphia who thinks he can p 'olograph a monkey and would like lo try it there is a splendid chance v^aiting for him at the Zoo Since July. 1906. whan he was brought peninsula, the white gibbon, a beatttllhere from the wilds of tho Malay ful specimen of the simian tribe, has had about 1.000 amateur attempts made to get a picture of him. but everything b; s fulled up to date, even with a camera speeded up to a thousandth of a second. A monkey that could escape the shutter on a camera of that gait must be a lightning actor. Whether any professional attempts have been made to get a likeness of this wonderful specimen of the ape Is not on record. Hut it is certain that no one as yet has caught a picture of him. The trial is open to all comers. As an acrobatic marvel probably nothing in the world can approach him. The reason why he has never been photographed is not because the camera is not quick enough, hut because no one is quick enough with the camera. Before the lens can he focused on him and snapped he’s gone like a flash. He is the quickest thing that has ever been seen in the zoo. He is • hardly ever still the hundredth part of a minute. How any one ever managed to catch him is a mystery There is only one other ape of the species in captivity and that is in tire London zoo. The London gibbon j has been photographed successfully. | but no otic has yet accomplished the feat with the one In Philadelphia. The job is open to any one who would like to make a record.

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Colombian Warfare. Aithough the Colombians are extromelv brave their generals <are nothing for the iives of their men, as the following incident will show’. At the battle of Halo Negro, when Gen. bribe Tribe, the Liberal leader, was beaten back in bis efforts to reach Bogota, over 7,000 men were loft, dead unou the field and many terrible atrocities wc-o enacted. One of the worst was related to me by a Government officer, Gen. Triana, after he returned from the light. "It was a glorious victory and « horrible affair, and we whipped Urn Liberals properly,” he told me. “But one thing happened which has disgusted me with the whole war. I never want to see any fighting again. "There was a strong force of Litierals ambushed iu thick brushwood ou the side of a hill. One of our getiernls was ordered to clear them out, but he could not locate their exact position, and he knew that to advattce blindly upon them would meua the loss of a great many of his ruer. “What do you think he did? Among his troops there were about forty little boys from 10 to 14 years old. He picked them out and told them to march acro-s the exposed ground toward the enemy. They had never faced death before and were proud to march ahead of the rest. Before they had gone far thousands of riflemen opened lire on them and every one of the forty was killed. Then, the enemy having unmasked their position, our general easily drove them away. A pit was dug after the battle, and the corpses of the forty boys were all thrown Into It together.’* —Thomas is. Alexander, iu World» Work.

I ilo llyak*. They Hmc mii I nplrii*. Mill Mania for ’X-cmpit;tthut. The inoitutainoit* Interior of Formosa Ik inhabited b a race of bloodtliii sl\ savages, w hose chief delight is to sally foti'i ni> Uesd hunting raids. Few k* range: * (the exceptions being some intrepid Jn; .inose explorer* I haw ever pci.cti ..:' 1 fur Into the wild mountain country which Is the home of tl cse savages They appear to bo akin to Hie Dyaks of Borneo, s«'s Macmillan's, hut no definite study of their language or habits has vet h in made though interesting detail:; "ill he found iu Consul Davidson's mi! imini us hook on Formosa For hundreds of years the trikes, eight, in number, lune withstood the!.- enemies. who have never been able to ponentrate to their fas:u< -so It remain* to be seen -vital success the more systematic Japanese will achieve It seems almost incredible that the station of a military force should not be safe from the raids of these head hunters, but It was the case a few years ago. At that time one of the tribes crept in the night upon a (lost of the Japanese and nmde off with a score of heads. Their more usual method is to stalk the Thincse of either sex when they are engaged In tea picking. The savage creeps up unobserved lo his victim, transfixes him with his spear, scutes tils lu-ad and is lost In a moment in the neighboring Jungle. Mountain Sheep Sacred in Colorado. State Game and Fish .Commissioner Jim Woodard declares that the mountain sheep i f Colorado Is in the same class a* the sacred bull of India. It must not be ('•itched, s;i;s Woodard. If the animal is seen browning upon the mountainside th< gun of tho hunter must tint be pointed in Its direction. The animal, therefore, may be called the “sacred sheen of Colorado.” There are not many of them left, but under the protection of the law they are increasing every year. There is a band of their, on the hills between Florence and Victor, and Mr. Woodard has a photograph of a bunch grazing on a hillside a short distance from Florence. But for the passage of a law which heavily fines those who kill this animal, the species would have been extinct long ago. A letter received In Mr. Woodard’s office recently tells of the arrest and conviction of one Fred Klnrvtzky for klliug a mountain sheep. Klantzsky was fined $300 and costs in the county court at Canon City. The costs amounted to $110, and if the accused man does not settle he will have a long term to serve in Cm county jail.

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Glass Broken by the Voice. It Is scarcely credible, but It Is a fact .that a glass can be broken by the voice. If you strike a thin wine glass while you hold It by the stem It will emit a certain note—-in most cases a pretty deep one. On approaching tho glass rapidly to voir mouth and shouting Into It the same note as loudly as possible, the vib-a-tlons of tho glass being thereby extended, It will be shivered Into fragments. This used to be a favorite experiment of Lablache, the re . Downed singer, who would thus break, one ater the other, as man glasses as were' handed to him.

What Elephants Cost. African elephants cost from £1.200 to £1,400; an Indian elephant about f 1.000. Giraffes are worth about the same price as African elephants ou account of their scarcity. A fine hippopotamus iua> be purchased for £000, an African lion for £200 to £300, and a lioness for C100 or £l‘ t), Bengal tigers ar« worth from £100 to £180, and camels from £‘0 to £100 apiece.

Some Remarkable Echoes. The suspension bride across the Mena! straits, in Wales, produces one uf the most remarkable echoes in the world. The sound of a blow with a h tmmer on one of the main piers is returned in sure sion from each of the cross beams which support tha roadway, and from the opposite pier at the distance of 07ti feet, in addition to which the sound is many times repealed between the water and roadway at the rate of US times in live seconds. An equally remarkable echo is that of the -castle of Simonettp, a notoeman's seat, about two miles from Milan. The report of a pistol is repeated by this ei ho sixty times. A singular echo is also heard in a grotto near eastle Comber in Ireland. In tho garden of the Tuiler'es in 1’aris Is au artificial echo, which repeats a whole verse without the loss of a single syllabe. Another wonderful echo Is heard outside the Shipley Church, in Sussex, which echoes some ‘Jtl syllables In the most perfect manner. The well known echo at Woodstock repeats Itself no fewer than 50 times. In one part of the Pantheon so gn at Is the echo that the striking together of the palms of the hands Is said to make a report equal to that of a 12pound cannon.—New Y’oEx HeralA.

Mermaids w* History. Nearly all nations have folk-lore ana fairytale accounts of mermaids, and some times of mermen. Even the American Indians has their "woman fish” and “man-fish.” The Chinese tell stories abou/t their bea-women of the southern eas. Sometime* mermaids and mermen are represented as leaving the water and living with human beings, but more frequently th‘-y are pictured as being so attractive that they sometimes wilt lure human beings to destruction in the depths of the ssa. Theue myths have been utilized by many poets, and have even l>c?n used for stone* ■'with a rcoiai."—St. Nicholas.

Food in the British Navy. Of the food served to the sailors in the British navy of 100 years ago a recent historian says: “A ships company had to start a cruise upon the old meat returned from various ships aud routed out from the obscure cellars of victualing yards. Frequently it had been several years in salt before it oante to the cook, by which time it needed rather a magician than a cook to make It eatable. It was of a strong hardness, fibrous, shrunken, dark, grisly and glistening with salt crystals. Strango tales were told about it. Old plgtailed seamen would tell of horseshoes found ia the meat casks, of curious harkings and neighings heard in the slaughterhouses; and of negroes who disappeared near the victualing yards, to be seen ao more. The salt pork was generally rather hotter than the beef, but the sailors could carve fancy articles, such a* boxes, out of either meat.”

Black 31-cin and Sun Protection. On the hare arm paint a broad line in Indian ink and expose the arm to the strong sunshine A slight inflammation sets in on the unprotected skin, but not under the black paint, which excludes the llghl rays (but. of course, not the heat rays). Some days after the skin Is darker (sunburned), except where the Indian ink was painted, whore is a white line In the skin. Exposing the arm figvn, the Inflammation' sets in or.iy in the white lino. The brown pigment caused by the sun (sunburned) at the first exposure protects the skin against the chemical rays Therefore are negroes black, and travelers of white skin may pro-t'-ct themselves In the tropica from the sun by black or red paint—Lon-

don News.

Jewels in the Sultan's Treasury. A correspondent writing from Constantinople to a Paris journal claims;, as the result of personal inspection, to give details of the collection of jewels in the sultan’s treasury The turbans of all the snltans since Mahomet II. are there, all glittering with large ferns of the purest water. There are also the royal throne of Persia, carried off by the Turks in 1514. and covered with more than 20JK » rubies, emeralds aud fine pearls, and also the throne of Suleiman !., from the dome of wi ie.h there hangs over tlte head of the caliph an emerald six inches long end four inches deep. These two thrones are the chief ob-

jects of the collection

Warning to Traveller*. A curious winter custom tn Yorkshire is the blowing of a horn to warn wayfarers on the moors near Balnt-rldge. At 9 o’clock ovsrj winter’s night the horn Is blown on the green of the little village of ! nlnbridge There la little doubt that many a traveller lust In the fog has owed his safety to this custom.

Knimd .Vnotlier i; 1 OOCOOCODDDDOJCDDDDDDODD:JJ ‘‘It's all the fault of my ulmotiiiaU’.v hand-writing and catv>ss hat ■ of never crossing niv is." it-fU.ctui <>'.\<u Baiton. as he reread the te>'u little note t.( accept am c i'rt u a r. . I he had never Invited. "And I've ro oi «• h it ri>>: if to biunit-," lie added in a< k towled'-r-ment of the tart that Alice Bail and Alice Bert did ’->ok very much s;;:k<' "lieu written without the ie.ter l I In iux crossed: and |-'..‘tco in Ktly- [ town, where St nets aud n-uouers ''or® usually omitted, co.ifin-'.on «.-s i likely to ocur. , “Of course, there s nothing to do ! l-ut carry off the siitiai.on as if 1 j lind intended it that way, and fake I Miss Bari the Garvin dance. "But—why, the situation is rldicu- ! lour! 1 hardly know the girl." He | searched his memory tor recollections of .Mis* Bari. Though they had met several times, her pers:oi!alit> had made no impression. O the other hand, Alice Bart lie drew a deep breath ah. ye* she wan the type for hint. “What will she think, l wonder, after 1 have danced attendance all rummer upon her. when 1 appear at the big event of the season with another girl? But she won't wait around iu wonderment long—that's where the rub tomes in. 1 suppose that red-faced Ptlson chap will be on hand with au invitation aud tils big touring car." Ou his way home from the office that afternoon ho met Aliet! Bart, who was standing in front of a jew tier s shop admiring the diamonds and sapphires displayed therein. Site joked him about his procrastination In inviting her to accompany him to the party, having allowed Guy Pilson to get in ahead of him. "Procrastination has defrauded many a better man,” retorted he regretfully. “Oh, well, we’ll all bo at the same place,” she returned, lightly. Then j the expression of iter blue eyes | changed to glittering hardness as her j glance returned to the jewels. “I must have them—the diamond sad sapphire necklace." He could see the slim finsrrs grind together. "Father has more than half promised me—” In his natural pride he was conscious of a feeling of magnanimity its he went Tuesday evening to escort ; Alice Bar! to the dance, but the ini pression her refinement, quiet m? tiers and elegant taste made up t him soon dissipated his really worthy sentiment. She was a 'I any man might be proud to esto. Yet when he arri\“1 at the Garvin's and saw Alice Bart., his ardor for her flamed afresh. Even more than usual was she the center of attraction. But gradually It was borne in upon Barton mat there was something sinister in the air. Between dances, little groups of men would gather In low-voiced eager conversation which died away at the approach of the uninitiated. Later in the evening, when he had wandered out onto the veranda for a quiet smoke, he realized what the sinister quality in the atmosphere meant * hen he casually overheard two prominent business rnen discuss the coming crahh in Mr. Bart's business affairs. “For months I have foreseen R,’* said one, "and would gladiy have pm. out a hand to him if he had shown any disposition to economize in his personal and family affairs, but he has not. Why, only yesterday he bought his daughter a jeweled necklace of very great value.” • “The one she's wearing tonight?” “Yes, nnd the thing's caused much comment. Young Barton's been benuing her around n good deal lately. But. I noticed tonight he brought Paul Bari’s daughter—Alice her name is. too, 1 believe. A fine little girl." "The other girl would ruin any man,” returned the other lightly, ns ha threw away his cigar and they returned to the ballroom. Owen Barton sat for a moment in stunned inaction. Alvin Bart would coon be a financial wreck. Aud iu the bottom of his soul Barton realized this ruin was not brought on through his own recklessness, but by tho extravagance of his wife and daugh-

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He had several times virtually i asked her to marry him. And ho loved her—at )*ast she held a mighty fascination over him. But nhe would drag him down Just as she had “dragged her father. Yet it I would not, be honorable to desert her r uv in the face of her father’s fal!

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these were his rtflections when a young couple came out onto th" veranda and took the seats vacated by the business men. Barton would I have gotten away thou, but the vvords he whs hearing stopped him Guy Pilson. Mie young millionaire, wq* asking Alice ftart to marry him. And ho heard her give him ri"r promise. lit fid there alone in the shadowy turner uatil time almoct for i!.c party to break up. What his thoughts were -e not to be printed here, but luair.c his rid- home with Alice Bari itc ii;'covered new and admirable qq.'JJi'ti In b 1 And these grrv, limit, h'm durliig his many later ritb And now !*/• knows that Alice 'tr! i n b.r > e r wife to Mm t'tur I -lie* Bi rt aoe'd reef- have tt'-eu.

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;; o O^DDOODDODDOODOOCODOOOOODo There had liem numerous house robber it s in th* •uburban town of B. The newspapers had painted the thief, because of the easy inellioilh and manners of his depredations, as a late edition of Italfht Ki,t.' I” zi lie thought, site admired hint. Slit hoped the officers would not capture him. She and her brother had tiffat the breakfast tablg over the mat-

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"1 don't cure a snap "bat Bob says,” she exclaimed at ber other self iu the mirror. “If there is any way I can help Mr. Raffles to or cape the police and then reform and he good I'di going to do it.' Half an hour later the cook told her that as many as twenty officers had Haffies surrounded In an o'd barn about a mile sway, and the ft 1 low was sure to b* captured "He needs help and he shall have It!” said the girl to herself: aud ten minutes later she was speeding away in her ruuubotit. There were half s dozen nun around an old iiarn, but there was no Raffles there. If he had been tiur* h.had vanished. When Miss Kitty was told this her face lighted up "ith such relief that after rhe had passed on one Of th" officers asked: “And who the devil was that?” “The Dalzelle girl,” was answtnd "Is she related to Raffles?” "Don't, think so " “But she seems mighty well pleased lhat he has outwitted ns again." “Oh. that's the girl of It." Miss Kitty sped ou rejoVing. Ittif fles was still free. They might huv* run hint so far that, he wouldn't r< turn, and the thought brought disappointment. One can't ruminate very well in driving an auto or a runabout. and after going three miles the turned in at an old and abandoned house to sit w.t the broken steps and ponder and wonder. Poor Raffles’ A sound like a sneez.e in the o!d house! The girl whirled and glanc' d over her shoulder. There was a yawning vacancy where the door had once hung, but there was nothing sh" could see in th® room. brother Bob knew that she had c ■ out hoping to aid Raffles what t w there would be? And if he find out she would stand right id tass back and let him know his days of bossing her were with fore.ver. sneeze and a cough’ •ty jumped to her feet and facd tv doorway. e next, moment she wag tactng n of 30 who was cursing under -ireath. He looked tough, lie looked «irked. “Who the blank are you?” heman ded as ho looked from her to her runabout and buck. *T—I am Mis Dalzelle.” she :• moved. "What are you doing here?” “1 came out to—to”— "You came out to play the spy for the officers'.”’ "No, sir. T thought—thought"— "What in blank do I care what you thought? Raffles isn't caught, yet. and isn't likely to be. Much obliged for the runabout.” “Flere! Here!” she cried as hp started for the vehicle. “No time to talk.” “But you can’t, take that'” “But I have. Give my love to nil the hone-head officers who are trying to find my tracks In the mud!” He had gone* It was Raffles of the romance. Miss Kitty Dalz.elle sat down and tvepL She had indulged In a charming illusion Cor days, and ft had boon knocked skyhigh in about 60 seconds. It was a hard blow, and the maid was still weeping when an auto halted and some one touched her arm and gentlv asked: “Can 1 he of any assistance to you?’ It was a young man of pleasant face and voice, and he had no chauffeur with him. “A—a man has run away w-Rh my runabout!” was gasped. "It was yours, eh? He pa«a"d me two miles back, and I am afraid he won’t stop for 30 miles, fie looked to be a hard case.” “That was Chevalier Raff lea” “You don't say?” "He wits hiding in this old house" “1 declare!” "Do you know my brother Bob?” "I'm afraid not, though I can tell better after bearing your name. Mine Is Duke Winwood.” “And 1 am Kitty Dalzelle, and I have a twother Bob. You won't tell him. will you?" “Never lit this world! Now that your machim is gone 1 am ready to convey you home In my auto” “But what explanation can 1 gl.o regarding the loss of the runabout'”’ was the Innocent query. "We’ll talk it over as we go." Tt was talked over. Raffles mad' good his escape. Th® runabout w..s never recovered. "Something awful funny about nil this!" said Hob. after Mr. Winwood s seventh or eighth call. "81s lets go of one hero and picks up another In less than an hour, and is getting too chesty for anything.” When the engagement Is announced Bob will get full explanations

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“Oh, that mv eon should wish L> marry an actress!” shriek'-d the proud patrician mother "Now. me. don ; t ike on so,” beseeched ’ ,<> i«-u dutiful h'*ir "She Isn’t nnllv an ..ct'c:": Sir c*.lv thinks she t»."

COCCOCOOO<X»C<XCC«XXX)OGCC' O , « Bronson s : Reward - OaOOODDOOODDDOOOOOOOOOODC^ Had Dromon b»*n the ordiuat t !>(:«■ of mau th® Incident would nerve tune happened. But Brousou was tot ordinary fit a seUHe of the word. It is gie* ett hobby was odd philanthropies. At the jewel counter of one of the department »tores Bronson hear! s girl's voice lamenting the fact Incidentally that she could not havi the dainty pendant a; which’ she wtw gazing longingly. "They are ray binhsUmes,” at.told the clerk, "and I need (he luc they would briug iu*. No,” ah shook her head and hauded back th*velvet case. “I would hate to gu without lunches for three years ut older to pay for it.” Bronson was uncomfortably su.i eeptlbie to the timbre of a voict Had this girl’s voice asked bint ft. h limousine with satin upholstering he would have given It to her on tt". moment of asking There was a wist ful appeal in the rich tones. ”1 will have you send me those cuff links when the engraving is tsi (shed," she was saying to the clem A moment later she had given he name and addn^s and turned Iron the counter. Bronson did not look after her. Ji ■ was not interested in her as n worn an. He knew not that her well worn *ult bad come frota one of the least i stores and that her battered mush roil held all that was dear to her Bronson only knew he we* going L pttrcbnso tue pendant and *eud it b her. His ear had been acutely sen sitive to the girl's name and ad dress. "Show me that opal and diamond pendant?" he asked of another clerk who bad not served Avis Brayton— for such was the girl's name. Il« looked carefully at the dainty pendant. It was a charming min”,! , leg of small opals, diamonds am pearls, though not of costly extras agance. "irvend this to Mis* Avis Brayton,” he told the cleric and gave her th" address. He scribbled ;> line on a blank card, paid her bill and wen his way rejoicing that he was abitto satisfy a small craving of a bu man being less fortunate than hitr. self in material means. While delight glowed in the eye of Avis when she got the paekagi she would have returned it had sin known or been able to learn from whom it came. She put the warn, life-reflectiug stones about her neck "Ah!” she said, "I already feel the.' are bringing me luck.” * • It was two years later that. Bron son entered the Van Wilde’s spacion drawing room. The affair was a dinner-mtislcale, otherwise Bron so ght not have been there; his fond css for the good music Mrs. Van Wilde usually offered had been tin bait. He was more or less attracted to a girl to whom he had not beer presented. She was extraordinarily beautiful, and evidently one of tha song birds. She was oven then mnk ing her way to the side of the grant! piano. Bronson sighed. Surely a girl so lovely could not he possess'’! of very' great musical ability. Tha would be such an abundance of gifts seldom given to one being. The girl had not sung a single phrase before Bronson’s heart gave an uncomfortable bound. The voice was rich nod rarely wistful. lie could not remember having heard any voice, the timbre of which so deer y moved him. He sat back and absorbed each lovely note. . Later he met the wonderful girl, and realized he had lost his heart t her. Mrs. Wilde asked him to Ic '.i her into dinner. At the dinner tnb!< It was Jimmy Rodgers who made th' startling suggestion. “I want you to disabuse our mind; ns to one matter. Miss Brayton,In said with a laugh. “All famous pee pie are supposed at one time to have gon'* about bare-footed and all that sort " thing. ’ell us the true story of your life.” ’ general laugh fol towed. Avis Brayton smiled, and while she said it . a long story, and u true one she would go no further back than to admit that she was very poor once, when some one anonymously sent her the necklace then around her neck. ‘‘I have never known win sent it,” she said, “but it brought im luck from the hour I got It, and i would not part with It even were th* donor to ank for It." She stopped now for laughter hat* rippled about the table. Accusing fingers were pointing at Bronson. “There couldn’t be two eccentrb philanthropic specimen* — Bronson here Is the guilty party or I’m u Dutchman.” laughed Jimmy Rogers "He is notorious, Mia* Brayton.” Avis Brayton turned squarely to ward the uncomfortable man at her side. A dull red had sprung into hl“ cheeks. “Your eccentricity In this case Mr. Bronson, has given me all my success.” she said softly In that me! tow vole* that had a wistful tlmbr* M have a feeling that one day—1 can reward you.” Bronson gazed At her until a sof' color crept into her cheeks, then h* | removed his glance and gave barjf | the banter that, was being generously] buried toward him. .

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