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THE WEEK’S REVIEW, APACHE, OKLA.
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SYNOPSIS.
The yacht Lola narrowly escapee wreck
In Leghorn harbor. (Jordon Gregg. locum
Lenens for the British consul, Is called
upon by Hornby, the Ijola's owner, and
dines aboard with him and his friend,
Hylton (’hater. Aboard the yacht he ac-
cidentally sees a room full of arms and
ammunition and a torn photograph of a
young girl. That night the consul’s safe
Is robbed and the Lola puts suddenly to
sea. The police find that Hornby Is a
fraud and the I»la's name a false one.
Gregg visits (’apt Jack Durnford of the
marines aboard his vessel, and Is sur-
prised to learn that Durnford knows,
but will not reveal, the mystery of the
laila. "It concerns a woman.” In Lon-
don Gregg Is trapped neurly to his death
by a former servant, Olinto. who repents
in time to save him, but not to give a rea-
son for his treachery, Visiting In Dum-
fries Gregg meets Muriel I^lthcourt,
who Is strangely affected at the mention
of the Iada. Hornby appears. Muriel In-
troduces Hornby as Martin Woodroffe,
her father’s friend. ■ Gregg finds that she
Is engaged to Woodroffe. Letthcourt's ac-
tions and connection with Woodroffe are
mysterious. Gregg sees a copy of the
torn photograph on the Lolu and finds
that the young girl Is Muriel's friend.
Woodroffe disappears. Gregg discovers
the body of a murdered woman in Kan-
noch wood.
CHAPTER V—Continued.
And Muriel, a pretty figure in a low-
cut gown of turquoise chifTon, stand-
ing behind her father, smiled secretly
at me. I smiled at her In return, but
It was a strange smile, I fear, for with
the knowledge of that Additional mys-
tery within me—the mystery of the
woman lying unconscious or perhaps
dead, up in the wood- i Id ma stupe-
fied.
I had suspected Lettucourt because
of his constant trysts at that spot, but
I had at least proved that my sus-
picions were entirely without founda-
tion. He could not have gone home
and dressed in the time, for 1 had
taken the nearest route to the castle
while the fugitive would be compelled
to make a wide detour.
I only remained a few minutes, then
went forth into the darkness again,
utterly undecided how to act. My first
Impulse was to return to the woman's
aid, for she might not be dead after
all.
And yet when I recollected that
hoarse cry that rang out In the dark-
ness, I knew too well that she had
been struck fatally. It was this latter
conviction that prevented me from
turning back to the wood. You will
perhaps blame me, but the fact Is
feared that If I went there suspicion
might fall upon me, now that the real
culprit had so ingeniously escaped.
Whether or not I acted rightly In re-
maining away from the place, I leave
It to you to judge in the light of the
amazing truth which afterwards tran-
spired.
I decided to walk straight back to
my uncle's, and dinner was over before
1 had had my tub and dressed. Next
day the body would surely be found;
then the whole countryside would be
filled with horror and surprise. Was
It possible that Lelthcourt, that calm,
well-groomed, distinguished looking
man, held any knowledge of the ghast-
ly truth? No. His manner as he
stood in the ball chatting gayly with
me was surely not that of a man with
a guilty secret. 1 became firmly con-
vinced that although the tragedy af-
fected him very closely, and that It
bad occurred at the spot which he had
each day visited for some mysterious
purpose, yet up to the present he was
in ignorance of what had transpired.
Uut who was the woman? Was aba
young or old?
A thousand times I regretted bitter-
ly that I had no matches with me so
that I might examine her features.
Was the victim that sweet-faced young
girl whose photograph had been so
ruthlessly cast from Its frame and de-
stroyed? The theory was a weird one,
but was It the truth? 1 retired to my
room that night full of fevered appre-
hension. Had I acted rightly in not
returning to that lonely spot on the
brow of the hill? Had I done as a
man should do in keeping the tragic
secret to myself?
At six 1 shaved, descended, and
went out with the dogs for a short
walk; but on returning I heard of
nothing unusual, and was compelled to
remain Inactive until near midday.
I was crossing the stable yard where
1 had gone to order the carriage for
my aunt, when an English groom, sud-
denly emerging from the harness room,
touched his cap, saying:
"Have you 'eard, sir, of the awful
affair up yonder?”
"Of what?" 1 asked quickly.
"Well sir, there seems to have been
a murder last night up In Kannoch
wood," said the man quickly. "Holden,
the gardener, has just come back from
that village and says that Mr. Leith-
court's under gamekeeper as he was
going home at five this morning came
upon a dead body."
"Call Holden. I'd like to know all
he’s heard," I said. And presently,
when the gardener emerged from the
grapehouse, 1 sought of him all the
particulars he had gathered.
"I don't know very much, sir," was
the man's reply. "1 went Into the Inn
for a glass of bier at eleven, as I al
ways do, and heaid them talking about
it. A young man was murdered last
night up In Itunnoch wood."
•The body was that of a man?" I
asked, trying to conceal my utter be-
wilderment
“Yes—about thirty, they say. The
police have taken him to the mortuary
at Dumfries, and the detectives are up
there now looking at the spot, they
say.”
A man! And yet the body 1 found
was that of a woman—that I could
swear.
After lunch I took the dogcart and
drove alone Into Dumfries.
The police constable on duty at the
town mortuary took me up a narrow
alley, unlocked a door, and 1 found my-
self In the cold, gloomy chamber of
death. From a small dingy window
above the light fell upon an object
lying upon a large slab of gray stone
and covered with a soiled sheet.
The policeman lifted the end of the
sheet, revealing to me a white, hard-
set face, with closed eyes and dropped
jaw. I started back as my eyes fell
upon the dead countenance. 1 was en-
tirely unprepared for such a revela
tlon. The truth staggered me.
The victim was thff man who had
acted as my friend—the Italian waiter,
Olinto.
1 advanced and peered Into the thin
Inanimate features, scarce able to real
ize the actual fact But my eyes had
not deceived me. Though death dis-
torts the facial expression of every
man, I had no difficulty In Identifying
him.
"You recognize him, sir?” remarked
the officer. “Who is he? Our people
are very anxious to know, for up to the
present moment they haven’t succeed-
ed In establishing his identity.
"I will see your Inspector," I an-
swered with as much calmness as
could muster. "Where has the poor
fellow been wounded?"
"Through the heart," responded the
constable, as turning the sheet farther
down he showed me the small knife
wound which had penetrated the vic-
tim's jacket and vest full in the chest
"This is the weapon," he added, tak-
ing from a shelf close by a long, thin
poniard with an ivory handle, which
he handed to me.
In an instant I recognized what It
was, and how deadly. It was an old
Florentine misericordla, with a hilt
of yellow Ivory, the most deadly and
fatal of all the daggers of the middle
ages. It was still blood-stained, but aa
I took the deadly thin* In my hand 1
saw that its blade was beautifully dam-
ascened, a most elegant specimen of a
medieval arm. Yet surely none but
an Italian would use such a weapon,
or would aim ao truly as to penetrate
the heart. And yet the person struck
down was a woman and not a man!
I looked again for the last time upon
the dead face of the man who had
served me so well, and yet who had
enticed roe so nearly to my death. In
the latter Incident there was a deep
mystery. He had relented at the last
moment, just in time to save me from
my secret enemies.
Could it be that my enemies were
hie? Had he fallen a victim by the
same hand that had attempted so In
geniously to kill me?
Why had Lelthcourt gone so regu-
larly up to Rannoch wood? Was it In
order to meet the man who was to be
entrapped and killed? What was
Olinto Santlni doing bo rar from Lon-
don, If he had not come expreaaly to
meet someone In secret?
With my own hand I re-covered the
face with the sheet. I accompanied
the constable to the inspector's office
some distance across the town.
Having been Introduced to the big,
fair-hatred man In a rough tweed suit,
who was apparently directing the In
qulries into the affair, he took me
eagerly Into a small back room and
began to question me. 1 was, however,
wary not to commit myself to any-
thing further than the identification of
the body.
"The fact is," I said confidentially,
•'you must omit me from the witnesses
at the inquest."
"Why?" asked the detective sus-
piciously.
"Because If It were known that I
have identified him all chance of
getting at the truth will at once van-
ish," 1 answered. "1 have come here
to tell you In strictest confidence wlo
the poor fellow really Is."
"Then you know something of the
affair?" he said, with a strong Higf
land accent.
"I know nothing," I declared. "Noth
ing except his name."
"H'm
him he would take care not to betray
himself.”
"You therefore think he will betray
himself?"
"I hope so."
"By the fact that the man was at-
tacked with an Italian stiletto. It would
seem that his assailant was a fellow-
countryman." suggested the detective.
"The evidence certainly points to
that," I replied.
"Someoue who waited for him on the
edge of that wood and stepped out and
killed him—that's evident." he said,
"and my belief la that It was an Ital-
ian. There were two foreigners who
slept at a common lodging house two
nights ago and went on tramp towards
Glasgow. Wo have telegraphed after
them and hope we shall find them.
Scotsmen or Englishmen never use a
knife of that pattern.”
"I know not whom to suspect," I
declared. "It is a mystery why the
man who was once my faithful servant
should be enticed to that wood and
stabbed to the heart.”
‘There Is no one in the vicinity who
knew him?"
"Not to my knowledge."
"We might obtain his address In
London through his father in Leg-
horn," suggested the officer.
"I will write today If you so desire."
I said readily. “Indeed, 1 will get roy
friend the British consul to go round
and Bee the old man and telegraph the
address if he obtains It."
"Capital!" he declared. “If you will
do us this favor we shall be greatly
indebted to you. It is fortunate that
we have established the victim's iden-
tity-otherwise we might be entirely
In the dark. A murdered foreigner ia
always more or less of a mystery."
Therefore, then and there, I took a
sheet of paper and wrote to my old
friend Hutcheson at Leghorn, asking
him to make immediate inquiry of
Ollnto's father aa to his son's address
In London.
We sat for a long time discussing
the strange affair. In order to be-
tray no eagerness to get away, I of-
fered the big Highlander a cigar from
my case and we smoked together. The
Inquiry would be held on the morrow,
I walked across the big hall and
alon» the corridor to the room the old
man had indicated.
And as I opened the door and Mu-
riel Lelthcourt in plain black rose to
meet me, I plainly saw from her white,
haggard countenance that something
had happened—that she had been
forced by circumstances to come to
me in strictest confidence.
Was she, I wondered, about to re-
veal to me the truth?
CHAPTER VI.
The Gathering of the Clouds.
"Mr. Gregg." exclaimed the girl with
agitation, as she put forth her black-
gloved hand. "I—I suppose you know
—you've heard all about the discovery
today at the wood? 1 need not tell
you anything about It.”
"Yes. Miss Lelthcourt, 1 only wish
you would tell me about It,” I said
gravely, inviting her to a chair and
seating myself. Who Is the man?"
"Ah! that we don't brow,” she re-
plied, pale-faced and anxious. "1
wanted to see you alone—that’s the
reason I am here. They must not
know at home that I've been over
here "
"Why, Is there uny service l can
render you?"
"Yes. A very great one," she re
sponded with quick eagerness, ”1—
well—the fact is, I have summoned
courage to come to you and beg of
you to help me. 1 am In great dis-
tress and I have not a single friend
"1 know, I know!" shu said quickly.
“I trust you In this matter implicitly.
I have come to you for fnany reasons,
chief of them being that if a second
victim has fallen beneath the hand
of the assasin, It Is, 1 know, a woman.
"A woman! Whom?"
"At present I cannot tell you. I
must first establish the facts. If this
woman were really stricken down,
then her body lies concealed some-
where in the vicinity. We must find
it and bring home the crime to the
guilty one."
“But if we succeed In finding It.
could we place our hand upon the
assassin?" I asked, looking straight at
her.
'If we find It, the crime would then
tell Ha own tale—It would convict the
person in whose hand 1 have seen that
fatal weapon," was her clear, bold
answer.
"Then you wish me to assist you In
this search, Miss Lelthcourt? My
search may bring suspicion upon me.
It will be difficult to examine the whole
wood without arousing the curiosity of
somebody—the keeper or the police."
"1 have already thought of that." she
GALICIAN CAPITOL CANNOT RE'
SIST ONSLAUGHT OF TEU-
TONIC FORCES.
ITALIAN CAMPAIGN WILL BE NEXT
Britiah House of Commone Votes An*
other War Aproprietion of a Bil-
lion and a Quarter Dollars,
To Keep Up the Fight.
London—The Austro-German rush-
ing in Galicia is on again Both Ber-
lin and Vienna officially lay claim to
progress along virtually the entire
southeastern front and Lemberg
seems ugain to be In danger.
Mosclka to the east of Przmysl has
iyen captured by the Austro-Germans
and according to the German con ten-
said. "I will pretend tomorrow to lose | t|on Russians are falling hack
this watch bracelet in the wood,” and 0f the railroad connecting
she held up her slim wrist to show
me the little enameled watch sot in
her bracelet. "Then you and I w ill
search for it diligently, and the police
will never suspect the real reason of
Przemysl and Lemberg. All the Rus-
iasu counter attacks have been re-
pulsed with gains for the Teuton*
from a point north of l’rzemysl into
Bessarabia.
Will licit! ---- ---- wvout.i UUIW.
our investigation. Tomorrow l shall j General Von Mackenzen has tele-
write to you telling you about my
loss, and you will come over to Ran-
whom 1 can trust—in whom 1 can con-1 noch and offer to help me."
fide.”
Her lips moved nervously, but no
sound came from them, so agitated
was she, so eager to tell me some-
thing; and yet at the same time reluc-
tant to take me Into her confidence,
it concerns the terrible discovery
1 was silent for a moment.
"Is Mr. Woodroffe back at tht>
castle? I heard he was to return to-
day."
"No. I had a letter from him from
Bordeaux a week ago. He Is still on
the continent. 1 believe. Indeed, he
made up in Rannoch wood," she said )ia8 gone to Russia, where he some-
In a hoarse, nervous voice at last. | times has business.
‘That unknown man was murdered—
stabbed to the heart. I have suspi-
cions.”
“Of the murdered man's identity?”
"No. Of the assassin. I want you
to help me, If you will."
"I asked you the question, Miss Mu-
riel, because 1 thought If Mr. Wood-
roffe were here he might object to
our searching in company," I ex-
plained, smiling.
Her cheeks flushed slightly, aa
"Most certainly," I responded. "But I though confused at my reference to
if you believe you know the assassin her engagement, and she said mla-
you probably know something of the chlevously:
f
H
victim?"
"Only that he looked like a for-
eigner."
“Then you have seen him?” I ex-
claimed, much surprised.
My remark caused her to hold her
breath for an instant. Then she an-
swered, rather lamely, it seemed to
me:
“From his features and complexion I
guessed him to be an Italian. I saw
him after the keepers had found him.”
‘Besides,” she went on, “the stiletto
was evidently an Italian one, which
would almost make it appear that a
foreigner was the assassin."
"Is that your own suspicion?"
"No."
"Why?”
ami
"I don’t see why he should object in
the least If you are good enough to
assist me to search for my bracelet,
he surely ought to be much obliged to
you.”
(TO BE CONTINPED.)
NEW METHODS IN WHALING
Old-Fashioned Harpoon Haa Been Die-
carded for the Most Modern of
Deadly Weapona.
In early days the wooden sailing
ships engaged in the whaling Indus-
try In southern seaB pursued only
right whales and sperm whales, or
cachalots. The so-called "finnera,"
such aa the blue whale, the largeat
She hesitated a moment, then In a 1 animal la the world; the (inner whale;
low, eager voice she said: the small fish whale; and the hump-
•Because I have already seen that back, were all too active, and sank too
knife in another person’s possession." quickly when killed. But their turn
"Then what ia your theory regard- haa now come, for the modern whale
ing the affair?” I Inquired. gun ia a finely fashioned cannon, the
'It seems certain that the poor fel- harpoon carries a shell, and the body
low went to the wood by appointment, of the whale ia kept afloat by Inflating
and was killed. The affair Interested it with air through pipes from the
Revealing to Me a White, Hard, 8et
Face With Closed Eyes and Droppad
Jaw.
he told me, but aa far as the public
was concerned the body would remain
as that of some person "unknown.”
"And you had better not come to
my uncle's house, or send anyone,1
1 said. “If you desire to see me, send
me a line and I will meet you here
In Dumfries. It will be safer."
The officer looked at me with those
keen eyes of hts, and Bald:
"Really, Mr. Gregg. 1 can't quite
make you out, I confess. You seem
to be apprehensive of your own aafety.
Why?”
"One never knowa whom one of-
fends when living In Italy," I laughed,
aa lightly aa I could, endeavoring to
allay his suspicion. "He may have
fallen beneath the assassin's knife by
giving a small and possibly Innocent
offense to somebody. Italian methods
are not English, you know."
“By Jove, sir, and I'm jolly glad
they're not!" he said. “I shouldn't
think a police officer’s life ia a very
safe one among all those secret mur-
der societies I’ve read about.”
"Ah! what you read about them Is
often very much exaggerated,” I as-
sured him. "It Is the vendetta which
ia such a stain upon the character of
the modern Italian; and depend upon
it. this affair In Rannoch wood Is the
cutcome of some revenge or other—
probably over a love affair."
"Uut you will assist us, sir?" he
Urged. "You know the Italian lan-
j auage, which will be of great advan-
me, and as soon as I recognized the
old Italian knife in the hand of the
keeper, I went up there and looked
about. I am glad I did so, for I found
something which seems to have es-
caped the notice of the detectives.”
"And what's that?" I asked eagerly.
"Why, about three yards from the
pool of blood where the unfortunate
foreigner was found Is another small
pool of blood where the grass and
ferns around are all crushed down as
though there had been
there.”
engine room of the whaler. The ren-
dering Is now done In a factory on
shore, or in a special large veaael
moored in the harbor. Besides the
whalebone, which no longer pays well
or at all, and the oil, which la graded!
into qualities aa It cornea from the
blubber, the fat of the tongue and kid
neya, the flesh and bones apd the
refuse, there remain the dried flesh
and bones, which are now also put to
commercial use. The absolutely freeh
a struggle | fleBh is used to make whale-meat meal
a nutritious and wholesome foodstuff
graphed the German emperor that he
hopes to capture Lemberg, the capital
of Galicia, before July 1.
Far off as the front is from England
and France It Is being watched more
closely thun the western front because
It would appear that these operations
are being pressed In an attempt to
clear Galicia of the Russians, prepara-
tory to a breathing spell In the east,
which is likely to be followed by a
crushing blow aimed at Italy.
The fighting is growing harder
dally along the Austro-ltallan frontier
and in view of past performances It la
considered reasonable to assume that
Germany will throw a great mass of
troops on this front and endeavor to
sweep Into Italy and hold ground
there Just as she haa done In Poland,
Belgium and France.
Auatriana Advancing on Italians.
Twenty-five thousand Austro-Hun-
garian troops left Trent and are now
advancing against the Italians on the
Riva Roverto front.
Near Gorz and Gradlaca heavy fight-
ing occurred recently. The Austrian
casualties are reported to have
amounted to 1,500 while the number
of Italians killed or wounded totaled
nearly as many.
A new ammunition depot at Tol-
miuo has been destroyed by the Ital-
ians.
The Austro-Hungarian troops ara
employing dynamite in the Alpine
passes, blowing up rocks and loosen-
ing avalanches on the advancing Ber-
■aglterl.
The fighting in France around Art
raa while bitter and marked by daily
attacks and counter attacks, haa
reached the stage where the German
and French official con/nunications
flatly contradict each other. On the
whole, It la believed here that the ad-
vantage has been with the French.
That England la prepared for long
■lege operations in the Dardanelles is
Indicated in an official statement Just
Issued, explaining the nature of the
tedious trench warfare prevailing al-
though asserting that the Turkish of-
fensive ia not ao sharp as it was
formerly. _
COMMONS MOTES 1A WAI CftEIIT
Billion Dollars Added, Making Total of
Four Billions In Yoar.
And you say he's a foreigner | age; besides, the victim was your
—an Italian—eh?"
"He was in my service in Leghorn
for several years, and on leaving me
he came to London and obtained an
engagement as waiter in a restauranL
Hla father lived in Leghorn; he was
doorkeeper at the prefecture."
"But why was he here In Scotland?"
"How can 1 tell?"
“You know something of the affair.
I moan that you suspect somebody, or
you would have no objection to giving
evidence at the Inquiry."
"I have no suspicions. To me the
nffalr Is Just as murh of un enigma
ns to you." I hastened at once to ex-
plain. My only fear Is that If the
I assassin knew that 1 had Identilleh
servant.”
"Be discreet." ! said. "And In return
I will do my very utmost to assist you
In hunting down the assassin."
And thus wie made our attempt
Half an hour after I was driving In
the dogcart through the pouring rain
up the hill out of gray old Dumfries
to my uncle's house.
As 1 descended from the cart and
gave It over to a groom, old Davis, the
butler, came forward, saying In a
low voice:
"There's Miss Lelthcourt waiting to
see you. Mr. Gordon. She's In the
morning room, and been there an hour
She asked me not to tell anyone else
she's here, air'
"There may have been a struggle at I that ia largely fed to cattle. From
that spot, and the man may have stag- the remaining flesh and about a third
gered some distance before he fell 0f the bones whale guano is made, and
dead.” from the bones alone bone meal. The
"Not if he had been struck in the largest whaling business In the world
heart, as they say. He would fall, ts now conducted In the Falkland la-
would he not?" she suggested. "No. lands and their dependencies. The
The police seem very dense, and this season begins In November, and lasts
plain fact haa not yet occurred to until the end of April, and the aver-
them. Their theory Is the same as age production of oil Is nearly half
what you suggest, but my own Is some- million barrels; of guano, 8,375 tons,
thing quite different, Mr. Gregg. I be- The Industry gives employment
lleve that a second person also fell | about 3,500 men.—Youth's Companion,
a victim,” she added In a low, distinct
tone. I Handles Grew Crooked.
I gazed at her open-mouthed. Did The Japanese are expert in the pa-
she, I wondered, know the actual tlent work needed In gardening, and
truth? Was she aware that the woman it la from the Japanese farmers
who had fallen there had disappeared? the Pacific coast that moat of the wood
"A second person!" I echoed, as is sent for use as umbrella handles,
though In surprise. "Then do you be- Twisted handles were formerly bent
lleve that a double murder was com- laboriously by steaming the wood
mltted?” make It flexible, but the Japanese force
”1 draw my conclusion from the fact the pretzels and other twists In the
that the young man, on being struck | growing plant which by a system of
In the heart, could not have gone Buch i pruning is forced to nourish the dls-
a distance as that which separates the torted twigs, the whole process taking
one mark from the other." three years before they are ready for
•Hut he might have been slightly the manufacturer to strip and polish,
wounded—on the hand, or In the face—| or to use hark and all.
at first, and then at the spot where
he wus found struck fatally." I sug-1 Darwin Relics,
seated. The late William Erasmus Darwin,
She shook her head dubiously, but who was a son of Charles Darwin, re-
made no reply to ifly argument. Her cently left a number of relics of his
confidence In her own surmises made famous father to his nephew, with
It quite apparent that by some un- th»* request that they be kept perma-
known means she wus awnre of the nently In the possession of the Dor
second victim Indeed, a few moments win family. These relics Include the
later she said to me: family portraits, many medals that
It Is for this reason. Mr. Oregg, that had been presented to his father, the
l have sought you In confidence. No-1 letter written home by him while on
London.—The house of commons
voted another credit of 11,250,000,000,
making with previous sums, a total
of 13,310.000.000 already allowed for
war purposes.
In Introducing the measure Premier
Asquith remarked that from April 1 to
June 12 the expenditure had been at
the rate of 113.300.000 dally.
He estimated that the total dally ex-
penditure during the currency of the
new credit would be not less than 815,-
000,000, for the reason that as the war
extended its area. Great Brltalna fi-
nancial obligations to the allies would
Increase.
EMIUST KILL PM I. *. CUIMt
England A nr> ounces Play to Expedlate
Handling of Cotton Casoe.
Washington—Notice was given by
the British embassy that authority had
been granted for the settlement and
payment at the embassy here of th«t
claims of American exporters on ac-
count of detentions and appropriations'
of cotton.
This arrangement will affect a large
number of shippers whose cargoes con-
signed to neutral countries of Europe
have been seized under the British or-
der In council against commerce with
Germany and Austria. It Is expected
to facilitate settlements, br proofs of
ownership and destination can be sub-
mitted and verified much more quickly
In the United States than In the Brit-
ish ports In which the ships are de-
tained.
body must know that I have come here
to you. or thpy would suspect; and tf
suspicion fell upon ine It would bring
upon me a fate worse than death. Re-
member, therefore, that my future l>
entirely In your bauds."
the "Beagle" expedition and two early
sketches of "The Origin of Spectee."
—Scientific American.
No Late Hours Thtre.
Guest What possessed you to move
"I don't quite understand." I said, I away off here to the extreme edge of
rising and standing before tier In the | the city?
fading twilight, while the rain drove
U|Kin tb* old diamond window panes.
"Hut I can c()ly assure you that what-
ever confidence you repose In tne, I
shall never abuse, Miss Lelthcourt."
Host—Tho trolley cars stop running
at 10 p tn
"What of that?"
"Wait till you see my pretty duugh
ters.“—New York Weeklj
Negro Lynched Near Little Rock.
Texarkana. Ark —Loy Haley, negro,
was taken from Sheriff Hoyett of
Hempstead county, Ark., by a mob of
fifty men in automobiles and taken to
a point near Lewisville, strung up to
i! limb of a tree and his body riddled
with bullets. The negro hud shot In
the back and killed Hoy Lester, a
young white plantar, near 1/vwlsvllla.
He surrendered and Sheriff Hoyett
was trying to take the negro to Little
Rock wlieu the mob overpowered him
and hung hts prisoner.
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