The Syracuse Journal, Volume 19, Number 37, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 13 January 1927 — Page 7

The GIRL in the MIRROR

CHAPTER IX—Continued —l3 " She went ifrow the room to a amah closet. Even In the strain of the movement be observed the extraordinary grace and swiftness of her movement*. She was very slender, very lithe, and she moved like a flash of light, “Fancy my being caught without a lemon!" she scoffed, as she returned with the fruit "Your brain-work stops abruptly sometimes, doesn’t it?" She handed him the lemons with a little gesture expressing amusement, triumph and a dash of coquetry. Laurie's eyes glowed as he looked at her. For the second time, in her actual presence, a sharp thrill shot through, him. Oh. if she were always like this!—gay. happy, without that incredible. unbelievable background of tragedy and mystery! He turned his mind resolutely from the Intruding thought. This hour at least was hers and his. It should be prolonged last moment . What be longed for was to hear her talk, but that way. he knew, lay disaster to the little supper In swiftreturning memory. If she began to talk, the forbidden topic, now dormant. would uncoil Its hideous length and hiss. He must bold her attention to other things. He plunged at random Into chatter. For the first time he told her about \ Bangs, his chum, and about Epstein their manager: about their plays and their experience* tn rehearsals and on the road. Being very young and slightly spoiled, he experienced some chagrin in the discovery that she ’ seemed alike Ignorant of the men and the plays. Worse yet. she seemed not even aware that she should have known who Bangs and Epstein were Hhe did not recall having heard the title of The Black Pearl." Rhe was «ot only unaware that The Man Above" had broken all box-office records; she seemed unconscious that it / had ever been written. Observing bls I artless surprise, she gravely ex- ' plained. “1 have been Interested tn \ other things." she reminded him. s The forbidden topic was stirring Stretching. To quiet it, Laurie leaned Into the comedy scenes of The Man , Above." They delighted her. Her ♦oft. dellclou* laughter moved him to - K ffive her bits from The Black Pearl" and. following these, the big scenes from the latter play. This last effort followed the supper: and Laurie, now In hie highest spirits, added to his effects by the use of a brilliant afghan. and by much raising and lowerteg of the light of the reading lamp. He was a tine mimic. He became By turns the star, the leading lady, the vomedlan and th* “heavy" of the big p ay. It was only when he had stopped for a moment’s rest, and Doris den ended * description of the leading tody’s gowns, now represented by the afghan. that hie ingenuity failed. They’re as beautiful that swat people think I made them." he said, serenely. “But I didn’t, really, so I can't give you any details, except that they’re very close-fitting around the feet." He was folding up the afghan as be spoke, and he stopped in the act. having one end dangling on the floor. From the street below the sound of a whistle came up to him. sharp and penetrating, repeating over and over tf.e same musicarfphrase, the opening notes of the Fifth! Symphony. At first be, thought the notes were whistled by aniue casual passer by. Then, gianeth* giri’s fine, he knew better. The sharp, recurrent phrase was a signal. He finished folding the afghan. and enrefully replaced it on the divan from which he had borrowed It. As hr did so. he prattled on. He had suddenly decided not to‘bear that signal, fter’e, sitting transfixed and staring at b’m. Slowly became convinced that be bad not heard It He glanced at hie watch. "A shocking hour!” he ejaculated. , Ten o’clock. If Igo now. may I come back for breakfast F “You may not." She made an effort go speak lightly. To take you to luncheon, then, at ooeF t “No. please." He shook his head at her. This Is not th* atmosphere of hospitality I am used to. but I shall come anyway. Hl be here at one. In the •Meantime. 1 suddenly realise that we ere not using alt our opportunities. We must change, that" He looked around as he spoke, and. finding what he sought, picked tt up. It was a small scarf, a narrow bit of Roman silk carrying a vivid stripe. He held thia before her. "Something may happen some day. sod yon may want me In a hurry." be •Aid. "I have observed with regret tltat you have no telephone tn this oom. but we can get on without one. My mirror reflects your window, you know," be added a little aelf-con-w-iously. "If you need me. bang up this scarf. Just drape it over this big window catch. If 1 ever see.iL Hl , entnv prancing across the square like a knight to your rescue." V Thank you." She gave him her hand and the enig- . a»ati>- smile that always subtly but intensely annoyed him. There was something In that smile which be did wn understand, but be suspected that t* held an element of amused under* landing, So might Doris, years tence. smile at her little son. "She thinks I’m a reed," Laurie reflected as he waited in the outer ball for the elevator. "I don’t blame her. Itos been a perfectly good reed ever His thoughts, thus drawn to Shaw, •wett on that ophidian personality. When the etovator arrived he was glad to recognise the familiar thee of Sam. Hained, with a radiant exhibition of teeth, “it's Henry’s night oft. so I baa tobeoa." -They were atone in the ear, Laurie. iSSL* *— l • -*“‘ *nwa • »•«<» (■ Hw

By ELIZABETH JORDAM ’ <O Sy Th* CMtary Compsay.) WXU Sarrica “The one wtd eyes what sticks outF That's the one." Sam's jaw set -No. sah, dat party don’ live yere. An’ es he don’ stop hangin' ’round yere, somethin’s gwine t’ happen to dat man." he robustly asserted. “What’s be afterF "I dunno. I only seen him twicet. Las’ time he was sneakin’ sum de top flo’. But I cert’n’y don’ like dat man’s looks!" Nothing more was to be learned from Sam. Laurie thoughtfully walked out into the square. He had taken not more than a doxen steps when a voice, strange yet unpleasantly familiar. accosted him. “Good evening. Mr. Devon." It said. Laurie turned sharply. Herbert Ransome Shaw was walking at his side, which was as it should be. It wais to meet and . talk with Herbert Ransome Shaw that he had so abruptly ended bis call. "Look here." he said at once. "I want a few words with you." "Exactly." Shaw spoke with suave affability. “It to to have a few words that I am here." "Where can we goF Shaw appeared to reflect “Do you mind coming to my roomsF Laurie hesitated. “I live quite near, and my quarters, though plain, are comfortable." Anger surged up In the young man beside him. There was something almost insulting as he uttered the harmleas words, and tn the reassuring yet doubtful intonation of his voice. “Confound him!" Laurie told himself. The hound to actually hinting that Pm afraid to go F Aloud, he said brusquely. "All right." “You have five minutes to spare? That’s capital!" Shaw -was dearly both surprised and pleased. He strode forward with short steps, rapid yet poiseiess, and Laurie adapted his longer stride to hto companion’s He. too. was content Now. at last he reflected, he was through with mysteries, and was coming to a grip with something tangible. p>e walk was not the brief excursion Herbert Ransome Shaw had promised. It was fifteen minutes before be stopped In front of a tall building. which looked like an out-of-date storehouse, and thrust a latchkey Into a dingy door. The bolt was old and rusty. Shaw fumbled with It for half a minute before it yielded. Then It grudgingly slipped back, and Laurie followed hto guide Into a dark hall, which was cold and damp. They don’t heat this buldling.” The voice of Shew came out of the darkness. He had closed the door and was standing by Laurie’s aide, fumbling in hto pocket for something which proved to be a matchbox. They don’t light tt. either." he eyplained. unnecessarily, as the blaxe of his match made a momentary break In the gloom. "But It’s quite comfortable In my room." he added reassuringly. “I have an open fire there>L As he spotw he led- the way down the long hall with hto noiseless, gilding steps. Laurie, following cl«m behind him, reflected that the placevwas exactly the sort the ophidian Shaw would choose for » lair, a long, black hole, ending In—what? . The match had fra* out and he, could see nothing. He kept clone to his guide. He almost expected to hear the creature’s scales rattle as tt slid along. But snakes like warmth, and this place— Laurie shivered In the chill and dampness of It. The next Instant Shaw pushed open a door and. standing back, waved hto guest into M lighted room. On first Inspection It was, a wholly reassuring room, originally intended for an office and now turned into a combination of4ffice and living apartment A big reading lamp with an amber shade, standing on a fiqs writing desk, made a pleasant point of Illumination. Real logs, large and well seasoned, burned with an agreeable crackle to the oltMashtoned fireplace. Before thia stood two easy chairs, comfortably shabby; and at the arm of one of them a small table held a decanter, glasses, a siphon and a box of cigars. As he took to these familiar detail*. Devon's features unconsciously relaxed. He was very young, and rather cold, and the quick reaction from the emotions be bad experienced In the outer hall was a relief. Also. Shaw’s manner was as reassuring as his homely room. He dropped the visitor’s coat and fiat on a worn leather couch, which seemingly served him as a bed. and waved a hospitable hand toward an easy chair. Simultaneously he casually indicated a figure bendlug over a table on the opposite side of the room. “My secretary." he murmured. The figure at the table rose and bowed, then sat down again and continued its apparent occupation of sorting squares of paper Into a long, narrow box. Laurie mentally classified the “secretary" as a big bat meek blond person. who changed hto collars and cuffs every Wednesday and Sunday, and took a long walk to the country on Sunday afternoons. However, the fellow bad pursuing •yea. Evidently hto wort did not need hto whole attention, for his pale blue ayes kept returning to the guest. One* Laurie met them straight, and coolly stared them down. After this they pursued him more stealthily. He soon forgot then and their owner. Dasplte Shaw’s hospitable gestures. Laurie eras still standing. He had dfoosa a place bf the mantel, with one elbow resting upon tt: and from this point of vantage his Week eye* steady swept the room, taking to now needed a , nroi ■ X

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at thia point to Laurie’s reflections—would be loosed after tonight; and then she could forget the episode that troubled her, whatever it was. At precisely thia point in hto meditations Laurie’s eyes, having completed a tour of the room and returned to the fireplace, made two discoveries. The first was that the room had no windows. The second, and startling ope. was that It contained Doris’ photograph. The photograph stood on the mantel, to a heavy ail ver frame. It was a large print and a good one. The girl's eyes looked straight into his. Her wonderful upper lip was curved in the half-smile that was so familiar and ao baffling. “Well.” the smile asked, "what do I you think of It all. now that you are here? Still a bit confusing, isn’t tt? For you didn’t expect to find me here. < seemingly so much at home; did youF In the instant when his eyes -had found the photograph Laurie had been about to light the inevitable cigarette. The discovery arrested hto hand and held for an instant, motionless. Then.' with fingers that trembled, he completed the Interrupted action, threw the match Into the fire, and with blind eyes stared down into the flames. In that instant be dared not look at Shaw. He was shaken by an emotion that left him breathless and al ; most trembling. What was Doris* pho- > tograph doing to thia man’a rqom? In the momentary amasement and fury that overwhelmed him at the dtacov- I ery he told himself that it would not have been much worse to find her real presence here. AU this had taken but a moment, j Shaw, hospitably busy with his decanter and alphon. had used the interval te fill two glasses, and waa now offering one to hto guest “No. thanks." Laurie spoke with | abrupt decision. "NoF Shaw looked pained. Then he smiled a wide smile, and Lkurle, seeing It and the man’s pointed teeth, mentally changed him again from the » >rrn to the serpent He understood Shaw’s mental process. The fellow thought he was afraid to drink the mixture. But what did It matter what the fellow thought? -Perhaps, then, you will have a! cigar and sit down comfortably sot our chatF Shaw himself set the example by ; dropping Into one of the easy chairs | and lighting a perfecto. His smooth brown head rested to what seemed an accustomed hollow of the chair back. ‘ Hto wide, thin Ups were pursed to j sybaritic enjoyment of hto cigar. He ' stretched himself in the warmth ot the fire, sleek, torpid and loathsome "Mr. Shaw.” “Y-e-s.” Still standing, with his elbow braced against the mantel, the visitor toased his cigarette Into the fire and looked down Into his host’s projecting eyes. It appeared that Shaw roused hlmselt with difficulty from the gorged - fort of the moment. There was a per- f ceptlble Interval before he gave hto guest hto whole attention. Then he straightened in hto chair, and the projecting eyes took on their veiled but j watchful look. “Yea," he repeated, more briskly. In the -brief Interval Laurie had planned hto little campaign. He would address tbto creature as man to man; i for perhaps, after all. there was mora of the man in him than he revealed. "I am going to ask you to be frank with me.” -YesF Shaw let It go at that. “When we met on the street It appeared that you were as anxious as I am for thia interview. Will you tel! me at once why yon brought me here, and what you wish to aayF “Willingly." Shaw flicked the ash hto cigar, and kept hto eyes on Its lighted end as he went on: “I brought you here because I want you out of the way." -WhyF “Because, my temperamental young friend, you are a nuisance. You are interfering with my plans. I can't be bothered with you." The sudden spark that to the old days would have warned Devon's friends of an impending outburst appeared now to hto black eyes, but he kept hto temper. "Would you mind confiding these plans to meF he suggested. They would interest me. profoundly." Shaw shook his brown head. ”(»h. I couldn’t do that.” he said, with an indulgent smile. "But I have a proposition to make to you- Perhaps you will listen to It. Instead." “Hl listen to It." Laurie promised. “It to short aad to the point. Give me your word that you will stop med dling In Mias Mayo's affairs, which are also my affairs." he added parenthetically. “and that you will never make an effort to see her again. As soon aa you have given me this promtoe I will Mcort you to the front door and bld you an eternal farewell, with* great pleasure." -Fro looking forward to that pleasure. myself," confessed the visitor. • But before we throw ourselves Into the delights of It. suppose you outline the other side of your proposition. I suppose It has another side." Shaw frowned at his cigar. "It doesn't sound pretty,” ba confessed. with regret. TH judge of that. Let’s have tt.” "Weil"—Rbaw sighed, dropped the eigar Into the tray at bls elbow and qat up to face the young foan with an entire change of manner—"th* rest at ft,- he said calmly, "is tM? Vales* y«U make that pnxntoe we can’t have the*fare well scene we are both looking forward te so eagsrlg." <TO 88, CONTINCXP.) iVet UMd to XfAud Fir—iMtißNl B WODMUI iUUI a of opoo firopiacM. Om ebUly day she flaked her negro maid to make a fint in th* drawing room, and entering a*fitw minutes later aba aaw Hantmh topateoaly coutemptating the andIhmm anH tonga. "Havu you novar “WtH m'u#. I ain’t never mafia what Ay* call U refined firs on.

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QUEER QUIRKS IN HUMAN DESTINY By HARRY R. CALKINS

WNU Servica The Blast That Humbled Spain THE destruction of the battleship Maine in Havana hasbor, February 15, 1898, one of the p great mysteries of history, supplied the spark needed to start war between the United States and Spain. The affairs of the island of Cuba had caused concern in the United States for nearly a century. Feeling against Spain and her colonial policies ran high in the United States during the native rebellion of 1868 to 1878 because of the cruelties practiced by Spanish officials. When trouble again broke out in the nineties and millions of American wealth was jeopardized, a great propaganda against Spanish rule In Cuba arose. Captain General Weyier followed remorseless tactics against the rebels and President McKinley remonstrated against hto Inhumanities. The Maine was sent to Havana following riots in that port Her mission was a friendly one, but on the night of February 15, the battleship was blown up with a frightful loss of life. American public feeling was greatly inflamed. Talk of war was on every tongue. 3 ’ The American court of inquiry found that the Maine had been destroyed from the outside; the Spanish inquiry attributed the blast to an Interior cause. Senator Proctor of Vermont published an account of the suffering he had witnessed among women and children refugees—reconcentrados—in Cuba, and ministers preached the moral obligation of the United States to intervene. The dec-’ laratlon of war was issued on April 25. It was feared that Spain would attack the Pacific coast of the United States, using her Asiatic possessions as a base. Commodore Dewey, in command Os the Asiatic squadron, sailed Hong-Kong for Manila and, despite the danger of mines, sailed inside and attacked the Spanish fleet, which outnumbered his own ships and men. The resulting battle surprised the world. Eleven Spanish ships were destroyed, the land batteries silenced and a great victory won without the loss of a single life on the * American side. This was the declsive stroke of the war. Calmer consideration of the Main * disaster later exonerated Spain In th* opinion of most observers, but the consequences of the fatal blast were none the less far-reaching. How Ireland Lost Freedom WHEN Dermot MacMorrogh. king of Leinster, kidnaped-the daughter of the king of Meath about the middle of the Twelfth century, there began a qunrrM 'among the Irish ~kings~7~ which brought all Ireland under the yoke of England, where it was to remain throughout the centuries. King Dermot’s high-handed lovemaking incurred for him swift punishment. At that time Roderic O’Connor, king of Connaught, was recognized as chief of the Irish monarchs and he was an ally of King Meath.. ' The two kings drove Dermot MacMorrogh out of Ireland. It so happened that Pope Adrian IV. the only Englishman who ever became pope, had in 1154 A. D. granted King Henry II of England the right to conquer Ireland. To the court ot Henry II now went King Dermot tb urge that he act upon his right. The English monarch gave Richard de Clare, earl of Pembroke, permission to send soldiers to aid Dermot. The first army the earl sent fiver consisted of 130 knights. 60 esquires and 300 archers. This insignificant force besieged and took Wexford tn 1169 A. D. The king of Connaught attacked the invaders but their supe- ' rior equipment gave them the victory. The king of was reinstated, in his kingdom and began to dream of dominating all Ireland: He again called jipon the earl of Pembroke, surnamed Strongbow, slandering the Irish as cowards and expatiating upon the ease with which the country might be subjugated. Strongbow agreed to aid the conquest, stipulating that he should receive Eva. daughter of Dermot in marriage, with the right 0/ succession to the throne. Eleven hundred English soldiers then • overran Ireland. The Irish lost their freedom be- ' cause of dissensions among their rulers and the lack of discipline In their 1 armies. Brian Born, a century before. had driven the Danes from Ireland after two centuries of their rule but bls successors had failed to profit by his achievements. After the last Irish armies had been subdued and ; King Dermot had died. leaving hto kingdom to Strongbow. King Henry n ventured to visit the land and named the earl of Pembroke his sene achal or lord lieutenant of Ireland. Great Success A cinema actor visited a tailor. There was a gaudy suit he admired. The proprietor took it from the window and had him try it on. ■ “It is such a fine fit.” he exclaimed, “your friends won’t know you. Go ahead. I ask you; just step outside a few minutes,” The actor walked out, and after a short time came in again. The proprietor came up to him. rubbing his hands and said, “Stranger, what cas I do for’you today F We D-et Need Them Girard, in th« Philadelphia In qulrer. says we get "hurricane from th* Cartb Indian." and that “tornado wm Latin, and It means to turn, white typhoon and cyclone were borrowed from the Greeks." Ito about time we returned them to where they came from.—Detroit Fro* Press. Long Strand of SXk A stogie silkworm cocoon frequently spins from 900 to 1.000 yards of silk thread all In one single strand.