Walkerton Independent, Volume 55, Number 6, Walkerton, St. Joseph County, 4 July 1929 — Page 3

The BLADE of PICARDY

CHAPTER I —1 — The Case Miramon and Anita As the sun went down behind the towering bills beyond Chapuitepec, and the purple haze of evening fell, we were wont to drag our chairs and our tables out to the sidewalk tn front of the Case Miramon —which faced the graceful, nodding elms of the Alameda —and to build us a corner of the old Maison Doree. Here we gathered: Mironsac, lieutenant in the royal forces of his majesty, Maximilian, a Gascon lad of proved courage, whom we called —because of the simple sweetness of his beardless face —Cupido; Lieutenant Neville, whose shoulders were broad, whose black curly hair lay close against his massive head, whose voice was deep and gentle, and whose smiling eyes were blue and unafraid; Captain Lestrange, military aide to the emperor—heavy, dark, saturnine —a coldly calculating, mental machine of tremendous abil ity; and. lastly, Alfred Francois, count de Vigny, captain—by grace of the favor of Maximilian—in the French army of occupation in Mexico. We were pawns—we sou the empire-building game of Charles Louis Napoleon Bonaparte, whose long arm bad reached across the ocean to plant a bit of old France in the New world. It proved to be a futile, ill-starred gesture after all, for the third Napoleon should never have attempted that which the tirst Napoleon had tried to do and failed. Looking back now through Time’s perspective I find many things to regret, and few for which to offer gratitude. Habitually we drank too much, temperamentally we talked too much, and the judgment of maturer years tells me that our excesses added nothing to the prestige or to the popularity pt Maximilian. But the French are an arrogant race, and Mexico seemed weak and helpless at our feet. So we whiled away the later afternoons, the long twilights, and bait the crisp cool nights. And we either started or finished with the one subject that lay nearest us, the only cross-current tn the placid stream of Maximilian's reign in the historic city; but a cross-current so potent, so fraught with menace, that to disregard it longer would have been a piece of inexcusable stupidity. That cross-current we called La Anita. Like Circe of old she had led men to their doom. Os our own crowd there were Besancon and Leroux, who

bad called to pay their respects, who had followed the lure ot beauty—for the Frenchman will follow that lure for ever —and had disappeared as com pletely as though some Aztec air-god had carried them off. There was Duroc, one ot Gascony’s favored souls, who had gone to worship at the shrine ot love, and whose body we had found floating in the canal. And now Cupido. having brought back a wounded shoulder from that aouse of mystery, balanced himself orecarfously—with one foot on the pavement and the other on a chair —and voiced, in winemellowed tones, high laudation of this Lorelei. “Name ot G —d." said he, “what a woman 1 All the tithe grace of a panther is in the gestures of that exquisite body of hers; she is chilled steel and tire; she Is deep glacial lake and laughing mountain rill; she is dignity, regal poise and sweet reserve. Her eyes are a soft and velvety limpid amber, her hair has that mysterious, smoky, purplish brown of desert twilight, and her—” He waved a left anu in suddenly muted Impotence. “Continue, we pray thee!" Lestrange laughed, but it was a laugh of the lips only, ' r his eyes remained cold, steadfast. “A murderous thrust from the lady’s escort, and he comes back to us with peans of praise of the lady’s charm^ upon his foolish lips.” Lestrange’s saurian face hardened. “Know you not, that many a French

officer has followed the lure of a lovely senorita only to find a ten dezvous with death?” “Better a grave of glory,’* qnoth Cupido the dreamer, “than ignoble life. Besides, she kissed me.” “Did you ask her, Cupido, what has become of Besancon. and of Leroux, and by what evil chance the body of Duroc found its way into the canal, a body with a sword-thrust in the heart; did she tell you what happened to those brave sons of France?” “She did not,” answered Cupido; “1 did not ask her. Besides,” he continued. and a dreamy look fell like a soft mantle upon his smooth boyish face, “if she kissed them they must have died happy.” “It’s murder,” said [.estrange, “mysterious. premeditated murder, and bis majesty —” “Not so," said Cupido. “It anything, I was the aggressor. True. 1 did not like his manner, and, doubtless, no more did he care for mine. He gave me my choice, however, of weapons; pistols across the table, or one of two light rapiers that bungcrossed —over the mantel.” “Pistols,” gasped Lestrange the nn Imaginative, “across the table! It’s cold-blooded murder I” “Pistols,” mused Neville, “across a few feet of shining mahogany! A man of daring—surely.” He thought a moment. “Then Besancon and Le- 5 roux and Duroc must have chosen the swords.” “The duel was quite to my liking.” ' said Cupido. “for the curved grip of a rapier finds a welcome home in my I hand. And to fight before Anita —ah:” “What is his name?” I questioned. “What matter a mere name?” said I Mironsac. “I had no ears for the man, j i wasted no glances on him while I | was privileged to look inlo the amber eyes of La Anita.” “And you got only a thrust tn the shoulder,” growled Lestrange; “you are fortunate.” “He offered me my life,” continued the Gascon, “on conditions.” •*| think.” said Neville, “1 see a light; proceed.” “He said that Benito Juarez needed men ot courage; tie offered me a commission in the army of the erstwhile

By Fred McLaughlin Copyright by The Bobbs-Merrill Co. W. N. U. Service President, who has put up so stubborn a resistance against the emperor." “Saere I" gasped Lestrange. “And he promised me Immunity and honors when Mexico shall have won its independence from Maximilian and the power of France. I told him that I served one master, and that master is Maximilian.” “Os course,” said Neville; “go on.” Cupido continued: “Then he swore a great and potent oath —one of the kind that must have been brewing for centuries—and he built around me a living wall of steel. Such swordsmanship was a thing beyond tny dreams; I was a helpless babe before him. and I think La Anita must have been touched, either by the worship she had seen In my eyes, or by my helplessness before this modern Bajtard, for she cried out as his rapier stung my shoulder.” “Humph!” said L “He is as tall as you are. Monsieur le Corate, his shoulders are as broad, and his body is even more powerfully muscled. He possesses a wrist of steel, the movements of his body have the quickness of a cat, and the facility of his swordsmanship Is second not even to thine own, mon capl tai ne." “Ah, so?" said 1. with some heat, for be had touched me on a tender spot—and knew IL “Perchance opportunity will offer whereby a test shall be made to find out which of us Is the Inferior blade. Yon and Duroc. and Bescancon and Leroux have failed; it Is high rime that some man of France shall prick this paragon who secures himself behind the skirts of a lady. Perhaps the Blade of Picardy—" “You wouldn’t,” cried Neville. "The emperor—" “It is just because of the emperor that I would," said 1. “One life is little enough to sacrifice If this menace to his majesty’s security may be removed. Besides.” 1 continued. “I fear me that the lady’s charms have blinded the eyes of our courageous Gascon, and have brought *a palsy to his very efficient wrist.” “Just as her charms might also, mon capitalne.” jeered Cupido, “blind thine own, and bring a palsy to that dexterous wrist of thine.”

“Her charms shall have that chance.” I boasted, "for I shall make b I ,— £ MIR A M 9 । “The Duel Was Quite to My Liking,” Said Cupido.

opportunity as quickly as possible. Our Bayard shall tight one more fight —his last. Leroux and Besancon and : Duroc shall he avenged. We will see ; if the first sword of Picardy ts second j to that of this murderer. There will i be no pricked shoulders this time; i one of us will go out of that house of | mystery and death alive, the other—” “If we permit this mad venture.” mused Neville, who knew my gray haired mother in St. Simon, “and this Bayard serves yon as he served Du roc, what his majesty will say to us will burn us to a cinder, and what he might do to us is a thing i shudder to contemplate.” “It is not that you permit,” said 1. “You can say that 1 have looked upon the glorious Anita, and that, in spite of your combined protests and objections. I followed the lure of beauty just as the others have done.” “Madness!” cried Neville. “And entirely unnecessary," added Lestrange, who had smiled at my boastful outburst, “for La Anita shall be summoned tomorrow before the. emperor, and the mysterious Bayard will doubtless find a swift and certain death against a wall.” “No,” said Cupido, his smooth face transfixed with horror, “the emperor never would 1” “That’s his present plan.” smiled Lestrange. “1 have the summons for j I a Anita in my pocket even now. and I Monsieur Bayard will surely be dealt I with soon.” “The execution of the father of La Anita.” said Neville, “was, I believe, i a grievous blunder, for he was well beloved in Mexico; and if the heavy hand of Maximilian falls upon his daughter, I fear for the cause of France. Even a stupid people will j stand only so much, and then —” “There is net strength in Mexico’ । averred Lestrange, “to withstand the power of France. 'Die heavy hand is the only hand that can rule.” “For a while.” said 1. “but the heavy hand is due for certain failure. How much. Captain Lestrange. had you to do with this new purpose of his maj esty? A deal—l’ll swear.” He laughed at my question. “1 am thinking of the cause of France.” fie said. “That portion of the plan. Monsieur le Comte, which was not

born in my own brain, came from that of Colonel Lopez.” “And his majesty leans entirely upon Colonel Lopez,” said Neville. “A most able soldier,” vowed Lestrange; “and the emperor makes no mistake in the faith he puts in him. A brilliant, far-sighted man.” I arose and extended a hand to Lestrange. “I will relieve you, monsieur, of the unpleasant and possibly dangerous task of presenting that summons to the fair Anita. It offers me entree, it gives me every opportunity 1 require to cross swords with Monsieur Bayard." Lestrange. grinning, drew the heavyfolded paper from a pocket and handed it to me. “I owe you a drink. Monsieur le Comte, for relieving me of a thankless errand. After you have delivered to the lovely La Anita the summons for her appearance before the emperor, you are free to pursue any mad venture that your quixotic temperament may lead you Into, Monsieur le Capitalne. but until that summons Is delivered you are on his majesty’s mission." “Trust me,” said I; “tomorrow you will see—” “She comes!” breathed Cupido. He got to his feet In unseemly haste, stepped quickly to the curb, and waited, cap In hand. She sat, with an elderly lady, in a graceful, open barouche drawn by two magnificent bays, and driven by a broadshouldered mozo whose dark face held the stony impassivity ot the Sphinx. The Gascon, at the curb, turned and winked an eye at me. “Your chance," said Lestrange. “Go ahead." I looked nt Neville, who shook his head. “When Monsieur Bayard ha finished with you,” tie said with a smile. “1 will take him on.” “Then your chance will never come.” said I, stepping from the curb and approaching the carriage, which swayed—dory-like—with every move of the occupants. “And your shoulder, lieutenant," she said Her rich musical voice carried a note of genuine anxiety; “It is—?” Cupido gulped. Truly the Gascon carries his tieart upon his sleeve. I think I have never seen a face so exquisitely lovely, nor a form more graciously fashioned. The clear olive of her skin seemed almost transparent. Her lashes were long and black, and her full red lips belied the thin high arch of eyebrows. Hers was a

face of contrasts, for the Gascon had rightly termed her “chilled steel and fire.” Some of his mad worship fired my brain. “Name of G—d.” he had said, “what a woman !’’ Well! Beau tiful? Os a truth she was beautiful. And believe me. 1 have seen beauty in women, for the courts of Vienna and of Paris know me well. Cupido’s voice came to me from h vague and misty distance; 1 heard only a portion of what tie was <iv Ing: “. to present my best friend, le Comte de Vignv. Captain—” . I caught the slim fingers, raised them awkwardly to eager lips and I found myself listening—as In a dream —to the music of tier voice. Ti e very air seemed suddenly charged with a new’ and spiritual glory; life, all nt once, became very much worth while “Lorelei.” 1 whispered, unconscious of . the fact that I was speaking, “a dark —” lied lips parted in n smile, and a light danced in the deep amber eyes. “But the Lorelei were fair—is It not so. senor?” Cupido looked at me In blank amazement. He touched my elbow “The Senorita Arrellanos, mon cap!taine.” he repeated, for. deaf and dumb and blind to all the world save La Anita. I had not heard him at first. I bowed —and Only a Frenchman i knows how to bow. “The Lorelei, to the German, senorita.” said 1. at last j in control of myself, “is blonde because the Germans ideal is blonde: but the locks of tiie Lorelei of Picardy ; i would be dark, and wavy—a deep j brown with the faintest hint of twi- ' light blue, like desert smoke.” “At last.” she cried brightly, “the ; sleeper wakes!” She turned to Cupi- ■ do. “Senor Gascon, is this the man you told me about —is this the man whose wit is as keen and as agile as ; the sword he is reputed to be able to ply with such consummate skill; Is this Hie darling of the courts of Vienna and of Paris?” “Ah. senorita.” 1 deprecated, “yon are unkind; you blind me with the brilliance of divinity, then, while 1 am thus helpless, you give me a mortal thrust. Still, you do but make artful use of the weapons that God has given you—and, verily. He has favored you in rich abundance.” Now the amber eyes sought mine again, held for half a minute, and ' dropped to her lap, where slim white । hands lay passive. “Tia mia,” she I said gently, to the duenna who sat .1 beside her, “this is Senor Vigny, cap--1 tain in the army of Maximilian.” The duenna looked down at me—looked down upon me from vast, illimitable heights. I bowed —and she looked away again. La Anita smiled a little. “Tia mia." said she in my own tongue, “has not the resiliency of youth.” “It is a golden thing,” 1 answered, “and thrice blessed when beauty plays accompaniment.” She sobered suddenly. “The court of France, senor. has doubtless taught thee many things. Thy tongue—” “Ah, do not misjudge me. senorita; for each word of praise or compli ment that escapes me there are a million others held in check.” She spoke to Cupido, who fumbled his cap with awkward fingers. “Were thy blade, Senor Mironsac, as deft as the tongue of Captain Vigny I should have lost a worthy cousin. You did ; not fell me the half.” “He can tell it far better than I,” said Cupido. grinning; “the practice has all been his.” Now the mention of her cousin brought back to me the object of my - mission: to deliver his majesty’s sum mons and to cross swords with that precious cousin of hers. For the life

of me I could not picture this woman with the face of an angel dealing in । I murder. 1 could not imagine her in any sort of intrigue, yet the evidence j ' lay all against her. I steeled myself for an ordeal. “The Gascon merely jests, senorita,” said I; “that you and he should have spoken of me at all puts me deeply in your* debt, a debt that I find myself HI prepared to repay, for 1 come to you on an official errand.” “To me, senor?" “Aye, a message from his majesty; a summons." Her face went white for an Instant and the slim shoulders drooped. “What can the —the —what can Maxi ( milian want with me?” she faltered. “Better that he should deliver it. senorita.” encouraged Cupido, “than Lestrange. Lestrange would have gone to your house with a squad of soldiers, while Captain Francois—" ( She reached out a hand for the summons, a hand that trembled a little. To have given It up there would have meant the loss of my rendezvous. “Should a message from his majesty, senorita, be delivered thus on a public thoroughfare?” The sweet eyes hardened and the tender, childish curves around her ; mouth took on an Iron rigidity. Even the music went out of her voice: “Perhaps an alley would more fittingly meet the methods of your em peror.” “You have no reason, senorita. to love his majesty, for tie has done you an evil turn, yet ft seems —” “My father, captain." she broke In passionately, “was a good patriot, and । a man greatly beloved in Mexico. Ue ' had put no obstacle in the way of Maximilian, yet charges were brought against him. charges which could not. because of their Inherent falsity, have been proved; but they found tihn guilty—and shot him. Must 1 love him for that?” “In any government,” said I. “grievous wrongs are committed. I believe that his majesty does not approve—" “The popularity of Maximilian has been lost because of promiscuous executions,” she said. “If ambition had ' not blinded him he should have se«B It long ago. He is done in Mexico, and when the great trial comes he will find the world against him. Some day, senor, Maximilian will face a tiring squad.” “A thing beyond my powers of fore sight." I answered “I am serving him. and France; opinions are not for me. If I may be permitted to deliver this summons to you at your home— ?" "Surely." The smile she gave roe had much tn it besides a courteous acquiescence. I wondered if she were 1 visualizing that duelist cousin of yora. ; nnd I hoped In my heart that she was

“If ft is your desire, t aptain Viguy. you may come tonight.” CHAPTER II The House of Arrellano* A boy opened the heavy iron gate and directed me to a narrow, curving, graveled walk that led to the house. I swung the bron’o knocker lustily, nnd the 'dark, sphinx faced mozo me in If he recognized me he gate ”, is I1 nJ 45; IS / n ij • J i/ A<< - aSM I : t I / f 1 w V / I L A Boy Opened the Heavy Iron Gate. no sign. He left me in the library, a huge, deeply carpeted chamber done in walnut, with a ceiling twenty feet high, and heavy purple hangings over the windows and the doorways. ! Books in magnificent walnut eases ranged the walls —I had time to note that they were Spanish and French and English—and portraits by early Spanish and Mexican artists looked down upon me. There was one. I remember, of Cortes, by Rodrigo de Cifuentes, and a virgin of .Tuan de Rua, pupil of Velasquez. Several. I i noted, opied the brilliant coloring of Titian, and one—a marvelous reproduction of the smoke-plumed crest . of Popocatepetl — held me spellbound. While I studied this painting a

| murmur of voices came to me. One seemed vaguely familiar, and I moved I । toward a closed door behind which the sounds originated. Two men were talking, and although I could not make out the sense of their words ; they spoke as men speak who know , each other well. There was an un- i derstanding—a confidential note. 1 heard the name of the emperor, fol- I lowed by a laugh of gentle raillery. (TO BE CONTINUED.) _— ! ! Evangelistic Symbols : < In the Fifth century the Font । Beasts which had already been used ( as emblems of the Four Archangels ■ ’ and the Four Great Prophets were adopted as symbols of the Evangelists, < and two centuries later these curious , creatures were universally employed as symbolic of these four saints. At - first they were simply emblems of the ( Evangelists, but after St. Jerome wrote of the Vision of Ezekiel, eact of those beasts was assigned to a particular saint. To St. Matthew was given the cherub, or winged human face: to St. Mark, the lion; to St. Luke, the ox; and to St John, tht ■ eagle.

Still Have Faith In Wishing Wells

Devout Peasants of Europe Foster Traditions of Their Healing Virtues. New York.—“At one time or another, every one of us has gone to the wishing well, either actually or metaphorically,” remarked Dr. Frank H. Vizetelly, to the New York Times, “although wishing wells do not abound in this country of ours as they do in the Old world.. Wishing wells are very old. and they are places that, in years gone by, the young people used to visit, particularly the girls, hoping that the future might be revealed to them. “In Europe water has figured conspicuously in folklore, divination and healing. Its use in divination has been common at all times. In Greece the disposition of the gods was tested by casting offerings into holy wells. Accepted gifts sank to the bottom; those that were rejected were thrown out There was a sacred spring to the east of Apollo’s temple at Adelphi. Its waters, that legend claimed as oracular, flowed through a narrow gorge formed by rocky walls. Therefore, the priestess of Appolo drank of this sacred spring, and masticated the sacred laurel before she prophesied. “Among the Slavs at Ceklinj It Is still the custom on St. George’s day for the village maidens to go at daybreak to a well and gaze therein nntil their eyes till with tears. Then, tra dltlon claims, they will see the Image of their future husbands reflected tn the water. The Scots have a parallel which they observe on Halloween when apples and a six pence nre put Info a tub of water, and the one who can draw them therefrom by month, without the use of the teeth, will be very lucky. Sacred Pond of Vitrolles. "At Vitrolles in the south of France there is a holy well, or sacred pond, where to ward off fever the young people bathe throughout the year. At Saintes-Maries In the same region horses an* watered to protect them from the Itch. In Sweden certain sacred springs are believed to possess medi clnnl virtues on St. John’s eve. and on that day many sick persons resort there, hoping to heal their Infirmities. At Sfoole. near Downpatrick tn Ireland. there are three wells, for which the people claim extraordinary heal-

Ing powers. On Midsummer's eve the halt, the maimed and the blind throng there to wash in the waters consecrated by their patron saint, nnd so strong Is their belief In Its efficacy that many who go tn be healed leave believing ’hat they have been perfect ly restored by its miraculous virtues. “on the Island of Sicily, nt Mar snla. there is a subterranean grotto know ns tic Grotto of the Sibyl, to I which ti e sick resort for cure by ha’h Ing In the waters on this same day Likewise at Copenhagen In Dentmirk Invalids used to make a pilgrimage to n spring in the vicinity for the purpose of strengthening themselves by immersion in its waters. The famous grotto nt Lourdes, the source of many miracles since the appearance of the Bles-ed Virgin to Bernadette Souhl rous on February 11. ISAS. Is another of the holy wells nr sacred springs to which man has attributed miraculous i cures. “All over the continent of Europe sacred wells, lakes and tanks were at one time reverenced as having been made, discovered, or occupied by some saint or god. If hot water flowed in any of them It indicated a special mark of divine power. If the waters in creased or decreased periodically they possessed curative qualities. No well was considered a wishing well until its spirit was solemnly wedded with that of the land or garden It was Intended to water. From this belief, tanks were furnished with wooden poles, to which the water spirit was i said to be married, for. until this was done, the water would increase, not allay thirst, and might even cause disease. The idea of the pole was that it served to protect the spirits of the waters from the attacks of evil spirits. Early Water Worship. “Water worship has been an element of all early faiths. The Jews and the Mohammedans reverenced wells and springs, even as did the early Christians of the primitive type. The pools of Bethesda in Palestine, and Zemzern, a holy well In Mekka. one of the most sacred objects within the precincts of the Kaaba, find their counterparts over Europe and Asia, and also in the New world wherever aborig inal races dominated it The legend of Zemzern tells of Hagar and of Ishmael ; who, abandoned by Abraham, wan ; dered into the valley, and Hagar, oppressed by the heat, sought for water to relieve the thirst from which she i and Ishmael were suffering. Forward and back she ran in vain until, return-

9-YEAR-OLD “STRONG MAN” “CARRIES ON” FOR FAMILY

Youthful Descendant ot Long Line or I “Huskies” Performs Remarkable f eats. . I New York.—The minor of a long line of strong men rests on rhe shoulders of a nine-year-old boy who must bend iron bars with his teeth in order that the name of Lust shall not vanish from the newspapers. For Harry Lust, nineteen, who waxed herculean on calisthenics, vegetables and will power, is dead —dead from, of all things, leucocyt hernia, which is diluted blood. That, of course, left Max, Ge rgie and Solly, but, as any of the neighbors can tell you. Max and Georgie never had Harry's will power nor his shoulders Early in his illness Harry chose Solly as the one to carry on. That was why Solly stood beside Harry’s bed in the Coney Island hospital for hours and listened while his brother

ing to the spot where she had left poor little Ishmael, she found that he had discovered a spring by the simple expedient familiar to babies of all nations and all periods. “He had kicked the ground from under his feet, and laid bare one of the springs which, in Arabia, are sometimes concealed by a light layer of sand. This was the well Zeinzem. The prophet Mohammed s grandfather opened the well when lie was trying to find some means of supplying water to the thousands of pilgrims who flocked j annually to worship at the Kaaba. Digging on the spot, he found the re- i mains of an ancient piece of masonry, enclosing a copious never-failing \ spring which was at once accepted as the traditional Weil ot Hagar. Millions of the pilgrim visitors to Mecca did not leave the sacred precincts without washing in. or tasting of. the sacred waters of Zemzem. and many of them took a flask of this holy water back home with them. The tribes of Central America. Mexico, and New Mexico each had their sacred springs, and offered sacrifices to them. The natives of Colorado held the bubbling springs- with reverence and awe. and brought their sick to them for treatment. According to their tradition, the bubbling water contained the healing power which was ascribed to spirits that breathed into it. In Mexico Whipple disclosed a spring held sacred to the rain-god by the aborigines. Some notion of the reverence in which this spring was held may be derived from the fact that no animal was permitted to water there. Annually it was cleansed by natives who used ancient vases, handed down from generation to generation. for this purpose. In this region, not far from Zuni. is a sacred spring eight feet 1n diameter from which neither man nor beast is allowed to drink. It is protected by a wall of stone. Here, once a year, the cacique performed certain religious rites and made special offerings to the holy well Wells of Legendary Healing. “Almost every village <*t Northern Europe had its sacred spring, and the legendary origin of some of these is to be found In Scandinavian folk-lore. Wishing wells there are still held in superstitious reverence. At Haarested In Seeland Is the famous St. Knud's if— i...

well, visited annually by persons asFOR PERSIAN MEN ¥ Persia has adopted a new hat for men following a proclamation of the shall. President Dadgnare of the Persian parliament 's shown wearing the new hat, or “pahlavi,” that bears some resemblance to a military cap.

Airplane Aid to Big Business ' ■ - v - —.—5 * ‘-V ■' * ' Industrial organizations have learned by experience that the ownership of passenger airplanes for the use of their executives is of immense benefit, especially in the way of saving time on business trips. One of the pirn ers in this line was the Standard Oil Company of Indiana, which put its first {•lane into operation two years ago. According to announcement by Allan Jackson, vice president, speaking for the directors, that corporation has now replaced the plane with a larger and faster machine supplied by the Stout division of the Ford Motor com; any. It is an all-metal, tri-motored plane carrying nine passengers; has a total of 1.2M0 horse power and a high spoed of 140 miles. Stanolind 11. as it is called, acted as flagship of the SL Paul Association of Commerces “good will lour to Winnipeg, i.nr^i-.g members of the city council.

told ot uncles, grandfat hers and cousins who had performed wondrous feats of strength and kept the name of Lust untarnished. And then Solly leaned closer while Harry, in a voice that was s ppina to a weak whisper, unfolded the sacred secrets. In that last half hour he • learned about will t»ower, about how to bend an iron bar with his teeth, how to tear a telephone book apart as easily as ordinary mortals rip tissue paper and how Harry had fastened a rope around his skull and pulled automobiles uphill. Solly hurried home from Harry’s funeral and told his mother be wouldn’t eat any more meat; and h-' would have to get up half an hour earlier every day to get in i - sthenics. Late in the day he went ■ ;t of the garage and called in the neigh- ; bors’ children. Then the Lust automobile, dangling .

* Assesses Fine, Goes $ Out and Collects It ? .♦. Gilroy, Calif. — When Justice X X of the Peace J. M. Hoesch as- X A sesses a tine he sees to it that ' he gets tiie money. y Hoesch fined Frank Markes of X San I eandro S3OO for violating X the prohibition law and reckless A X driving. Y Y Markes didn’t have the money X but he offered to go and get it- X •J- “Fine.” wa Boesch's remark, y | £ “providing I can go along with j you.” $ X So the two went to San f-e- X Y andro —75 miles away—where 4* X the money was obtained. X •> Then Markes brought the jus- y X tice bark to Gilroy. X flicted with body ailments as well as | by many others who wish to obtain a glimpse of the future. This spring is ! said to have gushed forth in the spot where Knud Lavard was murdered by Magnus, the king's son. in the year 1129. “In this locality is another spring known as Helen's well which has achieved fame through its supposed miraculous virtues. Tradition has it that Helen, a Scandinavian princess of marvelous beauty, caused this well to appear when. Hying from pursuit by an enamoured king, her foot first touched the spot. “Holy wells and healing wells are common all over the highlands of Scotland, and the people still leave offerings of pine and nails and bits of colored goods around them though few will admit so doing. In Islay in the western highlands there is a spring known as the Witches’ well where the visitors deposited In chinks and trees by the spring side coppercaps. pins and buttons, and similar gear. “There are numerous wells throughout the British isles where the pass-er-by has but to breathe a wish, or drop a pin or other offering into the water to obtain what he wants, according to legend. St. Helen's well, near Sefton in Lancashire, is not far from White Haven. From what I teamed of St. Helen’s well, young ladies still continue to throw pins into it to find out whether their sweethearts are faithful to them, the dates of their marriage, and other details on which their future happiness hangs, and this they learn from the turning of the pin to the north or to the south, or possibly to some other point of the compass. “in many pans of the Island of Guernsey holy wells still exist, and

are visited principally for the cure of erysipelas, rheumatism, glandular swellings and inflammation or weakness of the eyes. By the country folk these ailments are known as Mal de la Fontaine. To obtain a cure, the patient must apply the water before he has broken fast for nine consecutive mornings, and it must be dropped on to the affected place with the fingers. not’applied with s[>onge or rag. It must be drawn fresh from the well every day at dawn of day. while the I>erson who draws it must not on any account speak to anyone that be may meet on his way to or from the spring. Above all. he must be careful nor to spill a single drop of water from the container. Each votary or patient deposits a small coin on the edge of the well as an offering to the saint who tiad the spring under his protection. “These springs are used also for rivination. and so the maiden of bashful fifteen, who wishes to know who her future husband will be must visit the spring for nine consecutive mornings. fasting and in silence. When she looks into the clear basin of the well on the last day. there will she see the face of rhe man she is fated to marry reflected in the water. If her destiny tie to die unmarried, a grinning skull will appear instead of the wished for face.”

at the end of Solly's teeth, was pulled on level ground; h package ot cards was torn squarely in two by the nine-year-old boy; a one-inch iron bar bent like rubber hose between Solly's straining hands. The audience was impressed. "lie could tear the cards apart when he was five y. ars old. and I saw him pull the automobile with bis teeth about a year ago.” said one member ot the group. “But I never saw him bend an iron bar before." “How does he do it?” “Well. Harry told him a lot before he died. I guess. And. anyw.y, S< lly says he s got will power now.” Many New York* London — Americas may believe there is only one New York, but England h:is three and Scotland has one. England recently claim. 1 a Nt w York in Kent. LiucduMtire d Northumberland c m ies and ! all good S ut< b: ■ Nt w York on . . a ? • > »f Loch Awe.