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THE RICHMOND PALLADIUM AND SUN-TELEGRAM, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 2, 1922

MYSTERY of CRESSTE FARM

By JULIA R. BURR

CHAPTER IX A Further Delay

For some time again they walked

on in Bllence. Only once or twice did they speak and then in whispera that could scarcely be heard. After a while they came to a thick clamp of bushes, which the trail led through. Jimmle parted them while Virginia crawled through on her hands and knees and then Jimmies followed. -Virginia uave a gasp of surprise. - "Why, Jlmmie," she said. "We're on that little cart road that Is at the edge of the woods! " "Why, that's so," replied Jimmie.

"I remember it now, but it looks so different in tlie night You know Ned and I came through here on our way home after encountering Mattie's uncle. Ugh, but it looks ghastly" and he shuddered as he

poke. "It certainly does," agreed Vir

ginia. "But. Jimmle, I can't find

any more of the trail."

"You can't!" said Jimmie. "Here,

I'll bet I can." He flashed the light all around hunting for the trail while Virginla stood by merely watching him, so afraid that he would not find it. ' "WelL" said Jimmie finally, "It looks as if the trail Is gon. I wqpder do you suppose that we have lost It ourselves?" r, "Oh, I don't see how we could have," replied Virginia. "We followed every one of the white marks I just don't see how we could, have." , 1

"What was that noise?" Jimmle suddenly asked after a silent hunt for the trail. Both of them listened and In a moment they both heard the noise again. "It's some one groaning, I do believe, whispered Virginia, "and it sounds as if it is down in that gully there." : As they strained their ears for

the sound again, they were reassured that it came from there. "You stay here," advised Jimmie, "and I'll go down to see what is the matter." "No, I go if you go," said Virginia. "Aw, please don't, Jimmie, begged Jimmie, "It's too steep climbing down there for a girl.'' v t "No, It isn't," said Virginia with a decided toss of her head. "I can climb down as well as up. Come, if you don't go on, I shall. Some one needs help and needs it badly." As she said it she started down

the hilly descent, climbing to bushes and. stray shrubs, and therewas nothing else for Jimmy to do but follow. The descent was anything

but easy and Jimmy and Virginia

slipped many a time but as yet had never had any serious fall. When finally they reached the foot of the gully they shouted in order to locate the voice of him who had groaned. But no answer came in return to their calls, and so they made their way through the small thickets searching for the person.

be Helen who is hurt .for here's a handkerchief that belongs to her. I happen to know for I gave it to her for Christmas." "Then let us hurry," said Jimmie. - They hurried on and as they suddenly came from behind a row of shrubs they saw a still form lyiny; under a tree. "Helen!" gasped Virginia as she ran over to her. "She's fainted! wonder what has happened?'.'

Jimmie quickly ran back to the

stream and brought cold water

lack to where Helen wa3 and dash

ed it into her face. But the handfuls became bo little as he went

from the spring to her that he had

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Despite signs that the. Hippo is watering at the mouth at the thought of such a delicious mouthful should he snap his jaws, Harry Kennedy, keeper at the Central Park (New York) Zoo, manages to smile. Ken

nedy does this two or three times a day for the amusement of visitors,

A clear little brook tinkled merrily through the gully and made the

place seem like Just one paradise. But Virginia and Charles felt none of this so-called paradise as they realized that they were alone in all that vast stretch of darkness and with only a flashlight to show the way. As they crossed the little stream, Jimmle threw the light of the flashlight all around him and as he did so, Virginia spied a wet handkerchief lying on a stone. She

picked it up and upon examining it closely, cried out in surprise. "Jimmie!" she cried. "It must

to make three trips before there was water enough to revive her. When she opened her eyes they pressed her with questions, but at first she could not remember what had happened. She started to get up, but sank back again with a groan. . "Oh, it's my foot," she cried. "I think I've sprained it." Quickly Jimmie undressed the Injured foot and examined it. "You certainly have!" he exclaimed, "and it looks pretty bod, too. Here, Virginia, help me move

her closer to the 6pring so that wo can treat it with cold water." Together, they gently moved Helen closer to the spring, and Jimmie, after elevating her foot, applied cold water, which, although it did not heal, it relieved Helen of the pain. After constant applications of the water, Jinmiie bandaged it.

"Now, you should bo taken

home," said Jimmie, "and a doctor

should look at that foot." "Yes, I suppose so," said Helen,

"But oh, I do want you to finish

following that man. I heard them talking and and they said something about Connie and the baby.' "Yes, but we can never carry you back up the gully," said Virginia, "It's too steep." "Yes, it is," replied Helen. "We'll have to go clear through the valley and then up that path that leads to the main road, and at that we'll he a mile away from homo. "But we can leave you there at Landworth's," suggested Virginia. "They have a telephone and we can phone the doctor and also father. And then we ourselves can come back and take up the trail again. Isn't that all right, Jimmie?" "Yes." agreed Jimmie. "Justi

the thing. But Virginia, there won't

be any trail left. It ends here, because Helen didn't get any farther. How is it you hurt your foot? "I don't know,'' replied Helen, "unless there is a swamp that I

suddenly stepped into. But you can

still follow the man, for I watched him for ever and ever so long. He

went across this small valley and

climbed up that hill yonder. After

that though, I couldn't see." "But how in the world could you see in the dark?'' queried Virginia. "He happened to walk right un

der the path of the moon," laughed Helen. "That is, the moon mado

a path of light so that I might see him. Old man Moon knew we

needed his assistance."

"Good!" excltimed Jimmie

"Here, we'll make a stretcher out of my sweater and two stout tree

limbs." The stretcher was made and Jimmie and Virginia carried her through the dark valley, finally coming out on the road near the Landworth farm. After seeing her safely in the hands of Mrs. Landworth, and sending telephone messages to the doctor and Mr. Praudlen, they set off to retrace their steps In the gully, and then to climb the hill and from there they knew not where they would be.

, (To Be Continued.)

Father's Fiddler

Clementine was practicing again. Tirelessly she tried one note until she got it right. "Please don't practice any more tonight," her mother called. "Some of father's friends are coming over for tho

evening. Come out and meet them and have a good time. Perhaps," she continued timidly, "you might! play a piece or two for them later in the evening." "I haven't anything to play," Clementine answered shortly. Sua put down her violin resentfully. She felt that the family didn't appreciate her ambition to be a musician. They even hinted that they grew tired of hearing her practicing. They were always fussing at her to play for them simple, pieces that wouldn't help" her with her technique at all. Her music was something her very own, and sho was hurt and angry when they interfered. Clementine went down grudgingly. They were silting on the porch. "So this is your daughter that plays the fiddle," said Mr. Higgin3, to

break the silence that followed aft

er she had spoken to each of them

once. "I bet it's a lot of satisfaction to you. By golly, I remember when you were somewhat of a fiddler yourself. Shame you cduldn't study it, but had to go into business." Mr. Clemens, the banker, nodded. "Yep, you used to play classical pieces and everything. Thought you might stick to it." Clementine looked at her father in astonishment This was some-

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thing she had never known. And she had felt her music was her very own. "Oh, I've forgotten about that," her father replied uneasily.

"What you haven't the means to do you might as well just , not think about It's easier. That's why I'm glad Clementine . . . . " Clementine had run Into tha house for her "fiddle". She played for them a3 she had never played before. And she was happy when she saw her father's glowing eyes. After the guests had gone. Clem-

fentine slipped her arm about her

father's shoulders. "Dad, dear," she whispered, "I'd like to have a little concert out on the porch every evening." (Copyright. 1922, Associated Editora) BOYS' DEPARTMENT (Continued from Page One)

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