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BEGIN HERE TODAY Loring’ Ranger offers a hundred thousand dollars’ reward for the return of his daughter, Hope, who has disappeared. Ranger is assisted in his search by his two friends, Eustice Higby. attorney, and Juarez Charley, adventurer A message comes to Hope's father instructing him to buy her a hat and leave it at a certain place. This command is carried out by Ranger and later a picture of Hope, taken in the hat, is sent to the girl's father The next message from Hope's captors tells Ranger to leave one hundred thousand dollars' worth of bonds under a certain railroad crossing. At Dr. Bristow's sanitarium George Kelsey and the supposed sister of Nurse Copley become acquainted. . NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY H l- “E SETTLED down now to unrelaxed watchfulness. A long ■ string of cars came along from out of town, then an almost equally long string from the oposite direction: a couple of trucks; and then from, the north a lone flivver containing two men. Just before It reached the cut, a trio of motors came up from the south and the flivver stopped, its driver getting out to fuss with the engine. The three cars came up and passed. Nothing else was in sight In either direction. The driver of the flivver climbed quickly back into his seat and started for thp cut. “Two minutes is all I can allow them at the most,” Charlie whispered excitedly. The long Indicator of the stopwatch swept around Its circle. One minute gone. Another round and still the car swayed down the cut. Before it came into view again, there had elapsed exactly three minutes and 20 seconds. Hardly did the top of It appear over the edg- of the dip before

“HOW DOES THE ALDERMAN FEEL ABOUT THE WAY THINGS ARE GOING?” SHE ASKED. Charlie, sliping the stop-watch into his pocket, swung down through the branches. He rushed across the “jungle,” and jerking his motorcycle out from under its concealing pile of brusu, pulled it Into the road. But when he attempted "to start, he found the mechanism gone dead. Impatiently he leaned over to see what was the matter, and found to his amazement that the spark plug was missing. Hastily he rummaged in his tool-bag for another, but although he would have sworn he had three spare plugs, there was none to be found. Then he suddenly froze. On the flap of the tool-bag was chalked a rude “X” within a circle—the sign of the Combine. The thing was plain enough to him now. In spite of all his efforts at camouflage, his artful twists and turns, the agents of the Combine had evidently succeeded in trailing him to the “jungle,’’ and there while he

NURSE TALKS ABOUT CARDUI She Found This Well-Known Tonic for Women Beneial in Her Own Case and Recommends It to Others This famous Dupont gunpowder town, Hopewell, Va.. that suddenly sprang: up and grave employment to thousands during the World War, was eight years old in April. Most •f the families, that came in wartimes have gone, but many bought homes and remained. Among the first arrivals were Mr. and Mrs. Walter L. Trevathan, of Vermont, who bought property here and now have a pleasant home in Battle Ground Annex. In a recent-given statement, Mrs. Trevathan said: “At times I have had such severe pains in my sides I did not know what to do. I am a trained nurse by profession, and nursed until I was married. I was on my feet a great deal and this eemed to aggravate my trouble. “One day I read about Cardui in he paper at my home in Vermont. I ot a bottle and tried it. It has done .ne a great deal of good. . . The pains in my side used to grow very intense. I would take the Cardui by the directions and it helped me wonderfully. . . My appetite grew very poor. I did not care for anything to eat, but when I took a few loses (of Cardui) my appetite picked up. I wouldn’t be without it.” Mrs. Trevathan said she had recommended Cardui to a great many women whom she had nursed—“and always with beneficial results.” “J -m glad to give this statement,” she dd. “so that other women may iow about the wonderful benefits of rdui.” At all druggists.’

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slept, had effectively put him out of the running. Charlie cast up his eyes, as he himself would have expressed it, like a dying duck, and wretchedly shook his head. He was facing down the byroad toward Its junction with the Lone Hill road on the other side of the railway; and now there swept across his field of vision the suspected flivver. Driven hard in its progress toward town, it had covered the distance down from the archway during the two or three minutes that he had spent in lamentation. Charlie’s plan had been to lead it along the highway on his motorcycle and let it overtake and pass him, so as not to give the suggestion of pursuit. Now the sight of it, spinning triumphantly by, only added poignancy to his humiliation. Then suddenly his fingers went fumbling at the leather case which held his field-glasses. He noticed that the rear left wheel of the flivver carried anew tire, and remembering that the Lone Hill Road had just been freshly oiled. It gave him anew Idea. He jumped to his feet and leveled his glasses on the flivver's whirling wheels. A little thrill of hope woke in him. His eyes had not been mistaken. The three old tires had a smooth tread; that of the fourth was corrugated. Perhaps perhaps It might be possible to follow that spoor on the oily roadway. He bent another look throughout the glasses at the back of the receding car to take the number on its licenseboard. It was 2,155,633. “You never can tell.” He screwed up his lips. “Chances are that It’s a false number but they mightn’t have forgotten to shift. Anyhow, that and the tire-tracks are the only clews I’ve got and I’ll take 'em for what they’re worth.” So, pushing the crippled motorcycle beside him, he hurried on In the flivvers wake.

CHAPTER XI Dr. Bristow was sitting at his desk in the outer office of his suite going over a pile of letters. The clock on" the mantelpiece had just struck nine, and Bristow's brows puckered as he surveyed the accumulation of mail yet to be considered. He had sat down to it immediately after dinner and was still not half through. As he picked up the next envelope and drew out its inclosure, there came a tap on the door. Before he could respond, this was pushed open and Anita Copley entered. "Ah, Anita!” He leaned back In his chair. “Strictly on time, and I've scarcely begun. Vile nuisance, this sort of thing. No more of it for me tonight anyway. Well,” he thrust the pile of letters away from him and turned toward her, “how is the little sister today?” “Just the same.” She helped herself to a cigarette, lighted it, and sank far down in an easy chair, stretching her feet out before her. "I’ve put her to bed and locked the door on her; she won't stir. She doesn't oven get up in the morning until I tell her to. She seems slower, stupider every day. Her writing, too, is awful —more Incoherent.” He nodded. "She’e strong physcially. though. By the way, has she been hanging around Kelsey any more? I found her sifting under the trees with him the other day.” “She’s forgotten, him.” Anita was positive. “Notices him no more than she does any one else.” "That's all right, then.” Bristow dropped the subject: his mind had turned in another direction. "Speak ing of Kelsey, though, I think I can use him.” He picked out a letter from among those he had read, and tossed it across the desk to her. It was a request from a well known magazine for a series of popular articles covering modem methods of dealing with the insane, and named a handsome figure as payment.

That is worth considering ” he said, "not only for its advertising value, but because it gives me a prestige, a cachet of high authority that it is wise to cultivate.” He scowled. "I’d rather be hung than tackle it. It means no end of research, consulting the authorities, taking reams of notes, and then on top of it all. the work of writing. Not for me! I had just about decided to write and refuse, when I happened to think of Kelsey.” “But Kelsey wouldn’t take the Job.” Anita cried impatiently. "He wouldn’t help you out that much. He hates you like poison.” “Os course he hates me," returned equably, “and he’d die before he'd do me a favor. But it’s bound to strike him that the posi tion would offer opportunities. He might happen on something incriminating that would serve to corroborate his story. He’d think of the chances to communicate with the great outside.” How does the alderman feel about the way things are going?” she asked interestedly. “I saw him when he got in this afternoon, but it was only for a moment, and we* didn’t have a chance to talk. He’s looking better for his trip." “Oh. yes,” Bristow granted, “and he’s pleased, very well pleased indeed. with the way everything’s bisn handled. Why shouldn’t he be? He wants to see us both at half past nine for a conference,” he glanced at his watch: “so you’d better look in on sister now, and then go on up to his rooms." She slowly drew herself up from her chair and then stood waiting, submissive and yet hotly Imperious. “You’ve forgotten something.” “Yes? What?” He looked as if he had not an idea what she meant, but over his face was a glimmer of what at that moment she would have heartily agreed with Kelsey was his maddening smile “Ah! I see: a kiss.” He repaired his omission, but lightly. She threw her arms about his neck and pressed her cheek to his. “Run now." He gave her a little push. “The alderman hates to be kept waiting, you know.” “Damn you!” she said through her shut teeth, the angry fire in her eyes drying her starting tears. And then, with head thrown up, she walked out of th|p room. left by another door to

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hunt up his assistant and give him instructions. As he finished and turned to go, he paused. "If I’m needed for anything important, Doctor," he said, "you’ll find me up in Alderman Higgins' apartments.” Hardly had ho passed out and gone his way before the door opened again, and Kelsey strolled in. There was no other companionship for either of them; for Morton was an odd, mousy, little man who left the hospital but rarely even when off duty. He had accepted the superintendent’s diagnosis of Kelsey's condition implicitly: but since Kelsey’s medical personality was congenial, he was willing to ignore any other phases he might be harboring. But on this especial evening, Kelsey was seeking Morton's company for something more than mere sociability. That morning the girl who had so attracted his interest had managed to hold another brief conversation with him, and in it had asked him a question on ■which she seemed to lay Considerable stress. Unable to answer it himself, he had promised to secure the information she wanted; and he planned to glean it from Morton, if he could only succeed in weaning the little man from his abstract theories and speculations long enough to indulge in a morsel of gossip. In the two or three days following that talk of theirs under the shadows of the old beech tree. Kelsey had been caraful not to approach the girl again. 'Continued in n -v v. ; .?

OUR BOARDING HOUSE—By AHERN

THE OLD HOME TOWN—By STANLEY

Over eight hundred persons attended the annyal dinner of the Social Service Bureau at Earlhai. College, Richmond. A playlet, depic. ing the work of the organization, wa. given. An old-fashioned repast of cracker: and stick candy was served whci postal employes at Richmond electa* officers. Charles Stoddard Is the new president. Doris Gaylor, 16, of Centerville at -empted to commit suicide by taking poison. Her life was saved because she became frightened and called a neighbor. A style show will feature the Shelhyvllle Fall Festival. The program to be held Oct. 16-18 under the auspices of the Better Business Club. Martinsville school officials announce plans are being made for the opening of a ca.eteria at the high school. Swimming will bo in order at Tipton next summer. Will Jaqu.t nas sLuied construction on a public pool near the town which will be 300 feet long by sixty feet wide. Sidewalks on al! sides of the courthouse at Tipton will be removed and new ones will be built farther from the stieett to give more room for tne parking of automobiles. Wovnp Jenkf'® of OraensbnrGr '■ '

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