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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM AND SUN-TELEGRAM. MONDAY, MAY 15, 1916 1 FML f MM ML I EJSm OIF "WE CI A Real Detective Story by the World's Greatest Detective. A Fascinating Love Story "Interwoven with the Tangled Threads of Mystery; Helen and Warren; Their Married Life By Wm. J. Burns and Isabel Ostrander

"The Greviee"

"But suppose they have gone, not wholly to offer you consolation, but to confer with you upon some business matters upon which it would 'be advantageous for. you- to inform yourself? Your grief and desire for seclusion are most natural, under, the circumstances,, but one must some times consider earthly things also." The minister's evidently eager desire to be present at an interview .with the great men and to place himself on a more familiar footing with them was no obvious that Anita's gesture of dissent held also something of repugnance. "I could not, Dr. Franklin. Perhaps later; when the first shock has passed, but not yet. You understand that I like them both most cordially. Those whom father trusted must be men of sterling worth,' but Just now I feel as must any animal which has been beaten. I want to creep off into a dark and silent place until my misery dulls a little." . "You have borne up wonderfully well, dear child, under the severe shock of this tragedy. Mrs. Franklin and I have remarked upon it. You have exhibited the same self-mastery

and strength of character which made your father the man ' he was." Dr. Franklin rose from his chair with a igb which was not altogether per functory. "Think well ' over what B.ve said. Try to realize that your only consolation and strength in this hour of your deepest sorrow comes from on high, and I believe that if you take your poor, crushed heart to the Throne of Grace it shall be healed. That has been promised us. Think also, of what I have just said to you concerning your father's associates, and when they call, as they will, of course, do very shortly, try to receive them with your usual gracious charms, and should they proffer you any advice upon worldly matters, which we must not permit ourselves to neglect.' send for me. I will leave you now. Mrs. Franklin wiil call upon you tomorrow. Try to be brave and calm, and pray for the guidance which will be vouchsafed you, should you ask it, frankly and freely." Anita Lawton gave him her hand and accompanied him in silence to the door. There with a few gentle words she dismissed him, and when the sound of his measured footsteps had diminished, she clOBed the door with a little gasp of half relief and turned to he window.. It had been an effort to her to see and talk with her spiritual adviser, whose hyprocrisy she had vnruely folt. If only Ramon had come Ramon, whose wife she would be in a short time, ind who must now be father a well as husband to her. She glancfd at the little French clock on. the mantel. He was late he had promist to be there at four. As she parted the heavy curtains, (he telephone upon hr father's desk in the corner shrilled Hharnly. When she took the receiver off the hook, the voice of her lover came to the girl as clearly, tenderly, as if he. himself, stood side her. "Anita, dear, may I come to you - now?" "Oh. please do. Ramon; I have been waiting" for you. Dr. Franklin called this afternoon, and while he was here with me Mr. Rockamore and Mr. Mallowe came, but 1 could not see them. There is something I feel 'I must talk over with you." She hung up the receiver with a little sigh, and for the first time in days a faint suspicion of a smile lightened her face. As 6he turned away, however, her eyes fell upon the great leather chair by the hearth, and her expression changed as she gave an uncontrollable shudder. It was in that chair that her father had been found on that fateful morning, about a week ago, clad still in the dinner clothes of the previous evening, a faint, introspective smile upon his keen.MnscrutCOURT LETS GIRL SENTENCE SUITOR MISS PAXfVA UiMEK Few Dersons have ever been com plainant, prosecutor and judge all at the same time, yet Hiss Paula Ulmer, a young amateur musician, today has that distinction. Miss Ulmer has a suiter, Paul Haven, who so persisted in b.13 attention that he annoyed her. He was continually following her, she saiclfcland finally threatened her life If she did not reciprocate his affections.

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litely inquiring starer as if he looked upon things which until then had been withheld from his vision. She walked over , to the chair and laid her hand where his head had rested. Then all at once the tension within her seemed to snap and she flung herself within its capacious, wide-reaching arms, in a torrent of tears the first she had shed."' It was thus that Ramon Hamilton found her on his arrival twenty minutes later, and without ado, he gathered her up, carried her to the window seat and made her cry out her heart upon , his shoulder. - When she was somewhat Quieted he said to her gently, "Dearest, why will, you insist upon coming to this room, of all others, at least just for a time? The memories here will only add to your sufferings." "I don't know; I can't explain. .That chair there In which poor father was found has a peculiar, dreadful fascination for me. I have heard that murderers invariably return sooner or later to the scene of their crime. May we not also have the same desire to stay close to the place whence some one we love has departed?" "You are morbid, dear. Bring your maid and come to my mother's house for a little, as she has repeatedly asked you to do. It will make it so much easier for you." "Perhaps it would. Your mother has been so very kind, and yet I feel that I must remain here, that there is something for me to do." "I don't understand. What do you mean, dearest?" ; She turned swiftly and placed her hands upon his broad shoulders. Her childish eyes were steely with an Intensity of purpose hitherto foreign to them.

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What's What COLISEUM Branching out into a new field, the Equitable's next release, coming to thp Coliseum theatre on Monday, May 15, shows Muriel Ostriche, the dainty little star of "A Daughter of the Sea," carrying off the stellar honors in a play full of the smell of the tanbark, and the spangles and glitter of the big southern caravan show. It is called "A Circus Romance," and was staged while Miss Ostriche and her companions were not only guests but actors with Con. T. Kennedy's great road organization. There is a deep plot connected with the photoplay, and its working out reveals a .broadening of the histrionic powers of the little star, who emerges from tha temptations and allurements of life under the guidance of one of the town's magnates, who turns out to be tier father, with a past, with her love for . her old-time associates and surroundings undiminished. In the end she marries the circus boy with whom she has been in love all the time, and the father and the minister of the town, who also wanted to marry her, make the best of it, and give her their blessing. One of the most exquisite dramatic stories, built from beginning to end by the genius of the dean of motion picture directors, Maurice Tourneur, with the masterly touch which is so prominent in all his features, is the World Film five-part picture, "The Closed Road," with House Peters and Barbara Tennant in the leading parts, which wilt be the attraction at the Coliseum theatre on Tuesday and Wednesday, May 16 and 17. LYRIC. "The Leap," -a great railroad story,

"Ramon, there is something I have not told you or any one; but I feel that the time - has come "for me. to speak. It: is not nervousness, ' or imagination! it is a fact which occurred on the night of my father's death." "Why speak of It; Anita? He took her - hands from his shoulders and pressed . them gently, but with quiet strength. "It is all " over now, you know. We must not dwell too much upon. what is past; I shall have to help you to put it all from your mind not to forget, but to make your memories tender and beautiful:' "But I must speak of it. It will be on my mind day and night until I have told you. , Ramon, you dined with us that night the .night before. Did my father seem ill to you?" "Of course not. I had never known

him to be in better health and spirits." Ramon' glanced at her in involuntary surprise. "Are you sure?" "Why do you ask me that? You know that heart-disease may attack one at any time without warning." Anita sank upon the window-seat again, and leaned forward pensively, her hands elapsed over her knees. "You remember that after you and father had your coffee and cigars together in the dining-room, you both joined me?" "Of course. You were playing the piano, ramblingly, as if your thoughts were far away, and you seemed nervous, ill at ease. I wondered about it at the time." "It was because of father. - To you he appeared in the best of spirits, as you say, but I, who knew him better than any one else on earth, realized that he was forcing himself to be genial, to take an interest in what we were saying. For days he had been overwrought and repressed. More Tomorrow Ribbon Holder. EVERY woman always has a wealth of ribbon odds and ends and usually the great ' problem is finding a place to put them. . This j dainty and useful ribbon holder is the I . . , ..... solution. Will make an ideal g.ft. . Detail Use ring inch in diameter, 60 dc. Into ring. Ch. 3, 2 t. in 2 dc. ch. 3, sk. 3 dc. 3 t in next 3 dc, repeat around ring. 2nd Bow Ch. 3, 1 t. in center of 2 L in 1st row. Ch. 3, 3 t In first space, ch. 8, 1 t in center of 3 t repeat around ring. 8rd Row Same as 2nd row. " 4th Row Ch. 3, 1 1 eh. 3, 3 t In 1st space. Ch. 3, 1 t in center of 3 t. ch. 3, It, In top of t., ch. 3, 1 t. in center of 3 t., oh. 8, 3 L in space. Repeat around ring. 5th Row Make row of double treble with 3 ch. between. 6th Bow 1 dc. in 3 ch. 5 t. in same ch. 1 dc. 7th Bow Ch. 3, p. in 1st t of scallop, 6 p. to each scallop. Run 1 inch In spaces made by double treble, loop at top to hang by. Put the narrow ribbon through the ring. This makes a very, neat little gift. U5 at Movie House: at the Lyric tonight. Duncan Gordon, a millionaire railroad man, has a son Joseph. Joseph has had a good education, but up to the present time has spent his time pleasure-seeking. In the round of festivities, he has met Alma May Kern, whose father is a large mine owner. Joe and Alma become very good friends. Neither has met the parents of the other. One day. as Kern and Gordon are going to town in separate automobiles, they have a collision and while the accident is a trivial one, the two become very angry and engage in a fist fight. While the parents are trying to disable each other, their children are engaged in quite a different occupation. Joe has just proposed to the girl and she accepts him. He makes an appointment with her for lunch the next day, .directly after which he intends to ask for the girl's hand. ASKS DIVORCE ANYWAY. EVANSVTLLE, Ind., May 15. Mrs. Martha Davis has heard that her husband was killed in a railroad accident in 1904, but she nevertheless insists that her complaint for 'divorce be heard. She said they separated In 1902 because her husband was found with another woman. ROBBED- OF TAX CASH. LEBANON, Ind., May 15. Assessor Harry Reagan was robbed of $61 in dog tax money. According to an official German test, networks of telephone wires over a city tend to diminish the danger from lightning.

Once upon a time a little boy sat on a stump weeping, for he had nothing to eat. . He was an orphan and had been living for a year with an old woman who obliged him to .go. early every morning to. the field apd tend the sheep. . .... . Presently down the road came the sound of galloping feet. . And around the bend swept a black pony, its feet flying as it madly sped toward the bank of the stream. . . On its back was seated a beautiful child, dressed In a purple riding suit. Her cap had fallen off and her long, golden hair was streaming in the wind. Han knew at once that it was the Princess Ada, the only daughter of the old king. "Save, me! Save me!" screamed Ada, as she caught sight of the boy. Hans leaped to his feet. Above his head was the low branch of a tree which overhung the road. In a moment he had grasped- the limb, then thrown his legs around it, letting his head swing down. As the pony swept under him he seized Ada by the waist and lifted her from the saddle, while cliff to its death below. Hans let the Princess drop gently on the ground. "My pony was scared by the Great Unicorn," said Ada. when she had recovered her breath. "It came suddenly out of the bushes and jumped toward us." Hans helped the litte Princess back to the castle, then ran away without waiting to be thanked by the king. "I must hasten back to the sheep or they will stray," he called back to the guard, who wished to detain him So back he ran. and gathering up his shppn returned to the straw bed I in n cro rrot n'rA c rvrtnr dinner In tha old wornan'S nut. A few months later he was eating his bread by a spring, when a Brownie wth vhome was great friends told him that the king was in a terrible ticuble on account of the Unicorn,

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"You did not go with that man who called on your employer yesterday did you, dear?" she 'queried 'tremui lously "not with a complete stranger surely, Caryl?" j If Julia knew the truth all the fun j i would be spoiled. "Oh, don't look so horrified!" Caryl exclaimed. "I suppose I had a right j ; to go out to lunch with my employer! when he asked me, Julia Marvin. ' ! Julia's gasp of astonishment as she heard that Delaine had asked his stenographer to lunch with him surprised Caryl. "He asked you to lunch with him!"! exclaimed Julia. ' ; "Well, why not?" asked Caryl indig- j ! nantly. "Do you consider me so very ; ; unattractive that a man would not ! want to take me anywhere?" j For a moment Julia did not reply, and Carvl reDeated her question, "Do you think it strange that a man should j ; wapt me to go to luncheon with him?" ; j she insisted. i "Why, no," Julia answered slowly. "it's not that, but I was surprised to know that Mr. Delaine had invited vou." "Why?" Julia could not invent reasons as glibly as could Caryl, and she hesitated before replying. "Because I did not think he was the kind of person to ask an employe to meet him as a social equal the second day that he knew her and " She paused, confused, and Caryl spoke up indignantly. "Upon my word!" she burst forth. "A social equal, indeed! I'll have you understand, Julia, that I consider myself quite as good as Kelley Delaine any day in the week. Just because I happen to have to work for him does not make me an underling, does it?" "No," protested her sister. "I do not mean that at all. What I do mean is that one would expect a gentleman to have enough care for the conventions and enough respect for a young girl in his employ to wait a reasonable time before paying her such attentions as you suggest. I had not thought Mr. Delaine would forget what was due you. He seemed different, somehow." "Much you know about him!" retorted Caryl. "You never spoke to him or saw him but that one night' when he saved my life my life, please remember, not yours so you saw even less of him then than I did." Again Julia shrank from deception and forced herself to speak the truth. "I have seen him once since then," she confessed, "but of" course I do not know him really."

It was Caryl's turn to look amazed. "You have seen him once since then!" she repeated. She flushed angrily, "You have been very careful to keep it from me. I think you might have been as frank with me as I have been with you." Then she1 blushed as she recollected with what measure of frankness she had treated her sister. Julia, seeing the blush, attributed it to Caryl's indignation at what she deemed o be the other's lack of candor. . "1 have hardly had time to tell you

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which was frightening every one in the country. It roamed about at will. and no man dared face it. "The king says- he will give half of his kingdom and the hand of the Princess Ada to the one who will destroy the monster," concluded the Brownie, as he took out his walking stick and stuck It in the soft mud. That gave Hans an idea; he knew how he could get the Unicorn and get It alive for the king's zoo. "The beast has a long horn in the middle of his forehead," he laughed to himself. "I can make him chase me till I get to that soft bark tree down the road; then if I jump behind it he will stick his horn right Into the tree and I can put a rope around his feet." Just then he heard a loud voice and knew at once that the Unicorn was coming. Men, women and children were running away in terror. After they had passed Hans went into the road and when the animal saw the boy it ran after him. But the unicorn was tired and Hans a fleet runner, so that the lad kept well in front of the beast for half a mile. Then the boy let the unicorn get very close at his heels. Just then he saw he was right by the soft bark tree, and sprang behind it. The unicorn did not have time to stop its head was lowered to hit the lad, but Instead It ran slap bang into the tree and the long horn stuck fast The beast could not move his head at all. So Hans tied up all of its legs and ran to the castle to call the soldiers. The guards came and, finding the beast bound, they sawed off the horn, then led it into the great garden of the king's zoo. They also made Hans accompany them back. You have caught the unicorn, they If aid. "and the king must see jou for he promised half of his kingdom ana the hand of the Princess Ada to the one who could free us of the beast." In came the king with a big golden crown on his gray curls, and behind him was pretty little Ada. "Oh, papa!" exclaimed Ada, "that is the boy who saved me when my pony ran away; he has also caught the unicorn." "My," said the king, "he is just the kind of a son-in-law I want. I don't want much fuss about the wedding, so hurry up and get married quietly and don't disturb my afternoon naps. From today I leave the charge of the kingdom to you and Hans." So the sleepy old king went back to playing checkers and napping, while King Hans and Queen Ada ruled the land happily for a long, long time. of my second meeting with Mr. Delaine," she explained, "as it took place only today." "Today? Where?" Caryl asked quickly. (More Tomorrow.) I j NEW YORK WOMEN HOLD OUT FOR FRILLS 4 Brains and beauty go hand-in-hand, according to the views of New York's club women, who are nn in arms against a movement to require the plainest kind of raiment at the coming sessions of the bi-ennial convention of the General Federation of Women's clubs. "The brainiest woman in the world in out-of-date clothes is a joke." "It takes the pink bonnet and all of the trimmings that go to make the woman attractive, to make a perfectly balanced leader of thought, any way," said Mrs. Penrhyn Stanlaws, wife of the illustrator, and. one of the best dressed women in New York. . . i

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"Don't dont mash it on the ceiling just brush it off." "Brush the devil!" as with a vi cious lunge he ground the broom against the ceiling. But, having arly escaped, the mosquito was now encircling the chandelier. "Walt ui.til he settles," grimly. ' Convulsed with ' laughter, Helen dropped on the window seat In his blue-striped pajms. capering about on the bed and flourishing the broom. Warren was grotesquely comical. "What's so all-fired funny?" as he made another lunge. "Hah, that's the I uine i uauea nimi tsut lie diem t squash," disappointedly; "hadn't got tanked up yet." "Oh oh, I forgot these were up!" Helen was jerking down the shades. "They could look right in!" "Let 'em look! Ah, there's one on the molding!" The springs creaked protestingly as he waded to the head of the bed. "Oh, Warren, it stained the molding! Don't kill any more. Come, we'll have to get out the net." But Warren was now imbued with the bloodthirsty spirit of the chase. Not until he "landed" two more would he relinquish the broom. "Now where's that blooming net?" following Helen to the hall closet. . "It's up there behind those boxes. You can't see it from here." With muttered profanity, as it knocked against his shins, he lugged the stepladder chair from the kitchen. "Get out of here! We don't need you," - as Pussy Purr-Mew sniffed around the ladder. "Now which box?" climbing up to the top shelf. "Not a box it's done up in an old sheet. Yes, that's it. Be careful!" as he knocked off a hatbox. "Oh, wait, this doesn't feel like it," when he handed down the sheeted bundle "This is that Tose blanket!" "Well, that's all up here." "It MUST be there! Wait, you come down, 1 11 get up and see." Holding close her long nightgown, Helen climbed up. But there was no other bundle, only suit and hat boxes and a stack of old music. "Why the Sam Hill don't you keep things where you can find 'em?" "Warren, you know there's no closet room in this apartment! No place to put anything!" her vehemence implying a sore point long contended. "If you'd keep a card index of the stuff, you'd know ' "Oh, here it is on the next shelf. I knew it was here somewhere." In the bedroom they unpinned the sheet and shook out. the voluminous1 netting, attached to the umbrella-like frame. "How does the blame thing go?" Warren was trying to open it. "Here, take hold of that end. Now which side do you want the slit on?" "The opening? Oh, on my side I can keep it closed." It was a cumbersome thing to handie. They both stood on the bed, ; Helen holding it, while Warren hung ; it to the chandelier. "Dear, it's too high you'll have to'. let it down. It must touch the floor all around or they'll get in underneath." At last, adjusted, it hung over the bed like a canopy. "Guess that'll do the trick," Warren viewed it with approval. "Now what's the matter?" "I just want to change this, start ing to take off the pillow case, with its bloodstained evidence of the skirmish. "Oh, let it go for tonight. Here, give it to me. Now let's try to get some sleep." ' "Dear, you can't lay on that! Wait, . it don't take a second." Hurriedly she jerked off the slii and ran out to the hall cioset. In the dark, without waiting to turn on the light, she felt along the lower bed linen shelf for the pile of pillow cases. Then A wild, pieruiug shriek and she dashed stumbling back through thcball. "What is it? What is it?" Warren, leaping out of bed, had her by the arms. "Oh oh!" hysterically, hr whole bod.v a-tremble. "Oh, I put my hand on it!" "On on Pussy Purr-.Mc"'! And bhc she squirmed !" With a snort he flung her from hitn. "Screaching like a Comanche Indian! Wake up everybody in the house!" There was a strained, npping sound as, forgetting the -net, he floundered into bed. He was always irritated when ht was frightened or even startled. Ht always claimed that she could control her nervousness if she tried. "Dear. I couldn't help it," panting-

ly, for her heart had not yet slowed years, steadily growing in popularity down. "That was enough to frighten and influence, and thousands upon any one to put your hand on some- thousands of women declare they owe thing warm and squirmy in the dark.' theil health to it, is it not reasona"Huh, you're always throwing a fit ble to beiieve that it is an article of about something. Nerves!' scornfully, great merit? "Your nerves are good as mine if you didn't give way to them. Now for If you want special adrice write heaven's sake let's get some sleep." to kydia E. Pin khara Medicine Curbing an indignant retort, Helen Co. (confidential), Lynn, Mass. turned out the lights and crawled in . Your letter will be opened, read under the net. It was hot and stuffy. ; and answered by a woman and

The breeze had died down, and the netting kept out what little air there! was. A long silence, in which Warren tossed restlessly. sne could feel his j irritation as he jerked the sheet, punched his pillow and turned over with such force that .the springs re bounded. "Dear, does the net make it too close? Do you want me to turn on the fan?" "I want you to lie still and shut up," explosively. "You've got me so on edge with your infernal uproar I won't get to sleep tonight." Helen felt her own resentment rising. His accusation that she deliber-

ately gave way to her nerves was one that she always ! resented. To-be frightened meant for her the keenest suffering yet he considered it an affectation. "It's so unfair. Warren, to4 blame me for what I can't help! I can no more help screaming when I'm startled than I can " "That's an bosh! Half of It's put

on! Every time a" door slams you jump out of your skin." Then with snarling belligerency, "See here. 11 you re going to argue an nignt i u get up and read! "WAR WIDOW ADMITS BIG THEFTS OF GEMS Miss Anastasia Allen, comely young woman of 25 years, admits that by posing as a "war widow" she has been able to steal nearly $5,000 worth of iewelrv from two emolovers. After her arrest in a Broadway restaurant Miss Allen explained that she had ob- ! tained employment as a maid in j wealthy homes by -ir.g as the wife j of a French soldi a was killed at j the front. She t . .p is a French 1 woman, and has been impoverished ; by the war, but admits that the widow portion of her story is a fabrication, i mmmmmmmm mmmm M M WET YOUR "WHISTLE" today, tomorrow and every day, with "WHISTLER if I DON'T SUFFER ANY MORE" "Feel Like a New Person," says Mrs. Hamilton. New Castle: Ind. "From the time 1 was eleven years old until I was seven teen I suffered each month so I had to be in bed. I had headache, backache and such pains I would cramp double every month. I did not know what it was to be easy a minute.' My health was all run down and the doctors did not do me any good. A neighbor told my mother about Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound and 1 took it, and now I feel like a new person. I don't suffer any more and I am regular every month. "Mra. HAZEL Hamilton, 822 South 15th St. When a remedy ha3 lived for forty held xn Strict confidence. AT RATLIFS Out of The High Rent District . No. 12 North 9th St vHJY HERE AND FOR LESS