Hammond Times, Volume 1, Number 303, Hammond, Lake County, 12 June 1907 — Page 3

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Wednesday, June 12, 1907.

THE LAKE COUNTY TIMES.

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I Important Announcement 1 To Th I Rciteg

THE ENTIRE LINE OF TR

Crystal Skirt Qorrapa

AVELING MEN'S SAMPLES OF. THE

7 East 17th Street. NEW YORK

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PURCHASED BY US AT A DISCOUNT OF NEARLY

5n per CENT

Th.s is by aH odds the most remarkable Skirt Purchase ever consummated by us and offers to the Ladies of Hammond and the surrounding towns the greatest opportunity to secure one or two fine Dress Skirts at a price that positive mean, a saving from one third to one-half of the reguiar pr.ee What lends particular value to this announcement and makes it of such great importance is the fact that the CRYSTAL SKIRT COMPANY manufacture on their own premises the very finest kinds of skirts. The house is known in the commercial world for the high standard of their goods catering only to the business of merchants that are able to dispose of the highest grade garments and consequent able to pay for their goods the prices that the Crystal Skirt Company is compelled to charge, for the reason that their goods are better made, their materials are of a finer, more exquisite type and their styles absolutely exclusive and original.

Thursday, Friday

and Saturday

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We Will Sell These 466 HIGH CLASS SAMPLE SKIRTS At Almost

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The Materials are as follows : Taffeta Silks in Black, Navy, Brown, French Louisine Silks in Checks and Stripes in the popular Sunburst Effect Suspender Skirts, in fine Peau de Soie Silk, trimmed in bias folds of Black Velvet, Fine French Voile Skirts in Black, trimmed in Silk Taffeta Fine All Wool Chiffon Taffeta, All Wool Plaid Panama Skirts in light and dark shades, etc. etc. An endless variety of pretty styles in none but the latest and most exclusive designs, only two or three skirts of a style, no prettier skirts were ever shown in this town.

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OttCP . v, .viii, juib 1.3th at 9 o'clock but in order to faciliL.fi.'ia' tate the selling and to srive the lad

" -ft j uivii owiwLiuii u.l leisure we win piace trie entire

, ' w mi ujjm iuuiij lu hiukc tneir selections at leisun lot on exhibition Wednesday, when selections may be made and goods will be kept and put away until the next day.

Kaufmann & Wolf

HAMMOND IND.

I BIAMONBS.1 1 .

Author of "Wings of the Mornintf." -The Pillar of A fyiL I.itfHf P- AAA Z

(Continued from yeaterdaj.) lu one Instance the naiae given and afterward repudiated by the boy did attract some attention. On the Monday following: the remand a lady sat at breakfast in a select West End hotel and languidly perused the record of the ease until her eye caught the vords -Philip Morland." Then her air of delicate hauteur vanished, and she left her breakfast untouched until, with hawklike curving of neck and nervous clutching of hands, she had read every line of the police court romance. She was a tall. thin, aristocratic looking woman, with eyes set too closely together, a curved nose like the beak of a bird of prey and hands covered with a leathery skin suggesting talons. Her attire and pose were elegant, but she did not seem to be a pleasant sort of person. Her Hps parted in a vinegary smile as she read. She evidently did not believe one word of the newspaper report in so far as the diamonds were concerned.

"A vulgar swindle:" she murmured to herself. "How is it possible for n police magistrate to be taken in In such a manner? I suppose Isaacstein knows more about it than appears on the surface. But how came the bor to give that name? It is sufficiently uncommon to bo remarkable. How stupid it vras of Julie to mislay my dressing case! It would be really interesting to know what has become of those people, aud now I may have to leave town before I can f nd out."

How much further her disjointed ! comments might have gone it is ini- ! possible to say, but at that moment a ! French maid entered the room and gaz- ! ed inquiringly around the various small ! tables with which it was filled. At last j she found the lady, who was breakfast- I ins alone, and sped swiftly toward her. i 'I am so glad, milady." she said. ! speaking in French. "The bag has found Itself at the police station. The cabman brought it there, and. If you j please, milady, as the value was giveu j as 8, be claimed a reward

"Which you will pay yourself. You lost the bag," was the curt reply. "Where is it?" The maid's voice was somewhat tearful as she answered: "In milady's room. I paid the sovereign." Her ladyship rose and glided gracefully toward the door, followed by the uiaid, who whispered to a French waiter bowing most deferentially to the guest as he held the door open that her mistress was a cat. He confided his own opinion that her ladyship was a holy pig, and the two passed along a corridor. Lady Morland hastily tore open the recovered dressing case and consulted an address book. "Oh. here it is!" she cried triumphant

ly. ".No. 3 Johnson s Mews. Mile End road, E. What a horrid smelling place. However, Messrs. Sharpe & Smith will now be able to obtain some definite in

telligence for me. Julie! My carriage in ten minutes." Thus it happened that during the afternoon a dapper little clerk descended from an omnibus in the neighborhood of Johnson's Mews and began his Inquiries, as all Londoners do, by consulting a policeman. Certain facts were forthcoming. "A Mrs. Anson, a widow, who lived In Johnson's Mews? Yes, I think a woman of that name died a few weeks ago. I remember seeing a funeral leave the mews. I don't know anything about the boy. Sometimes when I pass through there at night I have seen a light in the house. However, here It Is. Let's have a look at It." The pair entered the mews and approached the deserted house. The so

licitor's clerk knocked and then tried the door. It was locked. They both went to the .window and looked in. Had Philip hanged himself, as he intended, they would have been somewhat surprised by the spectacle that would have met their eyes. As it was, they only saw a small room of utmost wretchedness, with a mattress lying on the floor in front of the fireplace. An empty tin and a bundle of old letters rested on a rickety chair, and a piece of sacking was thrust through two broken panes in the small window opposite. "Not much there, eh?" laughed the policeman. "Not much, indeed. The floor is all covered with dirt and if it were not for the bed one would imagine that

tne house was entirely deserted. Are you sure Mrs. Anson is dead?" "Oh, quite sure. Hers was rather a hard case, some one told me. I remember now. It was the undertaker. He lives near here." "And the boy. Has he gone away?" T don't know. I haven't seen him lately." Each of these men had read all the reports concerning Philip and his diamonds. Large numbers of tiny, white pebbles were lying on the floor beneath their eyes, but the window was not clean, and the light was far from good, as tbe sky was clouded. Yet they were visible enough. The clerk noticed them at once, but neither he nor the policeman paid more heed to the treasures almost at their feet than was given by generations of men to the ontcrop of the main reef at Johannesburg. At last they turned away. The clerk gave the policeman a cigar with the remark: will just ask the undertaker to

give me a letter, stating the facts about Mrs. Anson's death. I suppose the boy is in the workhouse?" "Who knows? It often beats me to tell what becomes of the kids who are left alone in London. Poor little devils, they mostly go to the bad. There should be some means of looking after them, I think." Thus did Philip, bravely sustaining his heart in the solitude of a prison, escape the greatest. danger that threatened the preservation of his secret, and all because a scheming woman was too clever to tell her solicitors the exact reason for her anxiety concerning the whereabouts of Mrs. Anson and her son. The boy passed a dolorous Saturday night and Sunday. Nevertheless the order, the cleanliness, the comparative comfort of a prison were not wholly ungrateful to him. His meals, though crude, were wholesome, luxurious even, compared with the privations he had endured during the previous fortnight. The enforced rest, too, did him good, and, being under remand, he had nothing to do but eat, take exercise, read a few books provided for him and sleep. With Monday came a remarkable change in his fare. A pint of first rate cocoa and some excellent bread and butter for breakfast evoked no comment on his part, but a dinner of roast beef, potatoes, cabbage and rice pudding was so extremely unlike prison diet that he questioned the turnkey. "It's all right, kid," came the brief answer. "It's paid for. Eat while you can and ask no questions. "But" The door slammed, and at the next meal Philip received In silence a cup

or tea and a nice tea cake. This went on during three days. The good food and rest had already worked a marvelous change in his appearance. II entered the prison looking like a starved dog. When he rose on the Thursday morning and washed himself, no one would have recognized him as the same boy were it not for his clothes. After dinner he was tidying his cell and replacing the plates and the rest on a tin tray when the door was suddenly flung open, and a warder cried: "Come along. Morland. You're wanted at the court." "At the court!" he could not help saying. "This is only Thursday.' "What a boy you re for arguing! Pick up your hat and come. Your carriage waits, my lord. I hope you will like your quarters as well when you come back. A pretty stir you have made in the papers the last five days." Philip glanced at the man, who seemed to be in a good humor. "I will not come back," he said quietly, "but I wish you would tell me who supplied me with food while I have been here." They were passing along a lofty corridor, and there was no superior officer in sight. The warder laughed. "I don't know, my lord," he paid, "but the menoo came from the Royal Star hotel, opposite." Philip obtained no further news. lie passed through an office, a voucher was signed for him, and he emerged into the prison yard, where the huge prison van awaited him. He was the only occupant. Just as on the first memorable ride in that convevance.

When he came to the prison from the j police court he had several companions in misery, but they were "stretcned." I IIU case .was the oalx "remand.

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During the long drive Philip endear ored to guess the cause of this unexpected demand for his presence. Naturally, he assumed that Johnson's Mews no longer held safe the 6ecret of his meteor. Such few sensational romances as he had read credited detec

tives with superhuman sagacity, his mind, Johnson's Mews was center of the world. It enshrined marvelous how could it escape

thousands of prying eyes that dally passed through the great thoroughfare of the East End but a few yards away? Judging from the remark dropped by the warder, all London, was talking about him. A puzzlimy feature was the abundant supply of good food sent to him in prison. Who was hl3 unknown friend and what explanation was attached to the Incident? Philip's emotions were no more capable of analysis than a display of rockets. Immured in this cage, rattlica

over the pavements, he seemed to be

advancing through a tunnel into an un

tnown world. At last the van stopped, and be was led forth Into the yard of the police court. He followed the same route a3 on the previous Saturday, but when he ascended Into the court itself to discovered a change. The magistrate, a couple of clerks and some policemen alone were present. The general public and the representatives of the press were not visible. He had scarcely faced the bench, when the magistrate said: "You are set at liberty. The police withdraw the charge against you " ITe be Cont laurd.)

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