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)ioii(1<]uurii i s lit Nminyiilile. Amidst tin
tneroua diftteiiitica the servants dtwrti'd
Ah Mm* Itiix- 11 ckt'U up fur the flight
the «ai mniiWcl by a dark figure on Hi"1
\<-rnnda. HIm paitMil a terrible night,
whiih oai tilled with unbie nty nol*< *.
CHAPTER II.—Continued.
"There's going to be a death!" she
Walled. "Oh, Miss Rachel, there's go
Ing to bo a death!"
"There will be," I said grimly, "If
you don't keep quiet, Liddy Allen."
And bo we sat there until morning,
wondering If the candle would last
until dawn, and arranging what trains
we could take back to town. If we had
only stuck to that dc.laloD and gone
back before it was too late!
The sun came finally, and from my
window I watchcd the trees along the
drive take shadowy form, gradually
lose their ghostlike appearance, be
come gray and then green. The
Greenwood club showed Itself a dab
of white against the hill across the
valley, and an early robin or two
hopped around in the dew. Not un-
til the milk-boy and the sun came,
about the same time, did I dare to
open the door into the hall and look
around. Everything was as we had
left it. Trunks were heaped here and
there, ready for the trunk room, and
through an end window of stained
glass came a streak of red and yel-
low daylight that was eminently
cheerful. The mi!k-boy was pound-
ing somewhere below, and the day
had begun.
Thomas Johnson came nmbling up
the drive about half-past six, and we
could hear him clattering around on
the lower floor, opening shutters. I
had to take I.idd.v to her room up-
stairs, however—she was tpine sure
she would find something uncanny. In
fact, when she did not, having now
the courage of daylight, she was actu-
ally disappointed.
Well, we did not go back to town
that day,
I warned Liddy not to mention w hat
had happened to anybody, and tele-
phoned to town for servants. Then,
alter a breakfast which did more
credit to Thomas' heart than his he ad,
1 went on a short tour of investiga-
tion. The sounds had come from the
east wing, and not without some
qualms 1 began there. At tlrst I found
nothing. Since then I have developed
my powers of observation, but nt that
time I was a novice. The small card-
room seemed undisturbed. I looked for
footprints, which is, 1 believe, the con-
ventional thing to do, although my
experience has been that as clews
both footprints and thumb marks are
more useful In fiction than In fact.
But the stairs In that wing offered
something.
At the top of the flight bad been
placed a tall wicker hamper, packed
with linen that had come from i -wn.
It stood at the edge of the top step,
almost barring passage, and on the
step below it was a long, fresh
scratch. For thrt-e steps tin- scratch
was repeated, gradually diminishing,
as if some object had fallen, striking
each one. Then for four steps nothing.
On the fifth step below was a round
dent in th" hard wood. That was all,
and it seemed little enough, except
that I was positive the marks had not
been there the day before.
It bore out my theory of the sound,
which had been for all the world like
the bumping of a metallic object down
a flight of steps. The four steps had
been skipped. I reasoned that an Iron
bar, for instance, would do something
of the port—strike two or three steps,
end down, then turn over, jumping a
few stairs, and landing with a thud.
Iron bars, however, do not fall
down-stairs in the middle of the night
alone. Coupled with the figure on the
veranda the agency by which it
climbed might be assumed. Itut—and
here was the thing that puzzled me
most—the doors were all fastened
that morning, the windows unmolest-
ed, and the particular door from the
card room to the verandi had a com-
bination lock of whic h I held the key,
and which had not been tampered
with.
I fixed on an attempt at burglary,
as the most natural explanation—an
attempt frustrated by the falling of
the obiect, whatever it was, that had
roused me. Two things I could not
understand; how the intruder had es-
caped with everything locked, arid
why h<' had left the small silver,
which, in the absence of a butler, had
remained downstairs ov r night.
in the afternoon a hack came up
from Casanova, with a fr<^h relay of
servants The driver took them with
a flourish to the servants' e-urance,
arid drove around to the front oi the
house, where 1 was awaiting him.
"Two dollars," be said in reply to
my question. "1 don't charge full
rated, b< cause, brlngin' Via up all
summer as I do, it pays to make a
■ pedal price. When they got off the
train I sez, sez 1 'There's another
bunch for Hunnyside, took, parlor
maid and all.' Yes'ra—- six summers,
and a new lot never less than once a
month. They won't stand for the
country and the lonesomeness, I
reckon."
iiut with the presence of the
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l.H. I love to lla* ti tn u renl
„ >ud preacher. an' *l'l« *
•I i. wl < n I pr> aches I
liivi to l .i .i uu Inh .^i nt i-iiiitjrt'Ka-
tion."
daring to stay behind. We tound the
I living room and the drawing room un-
disturbed. Somehow 1 felt that what*
I'Vi'i we found would be In the card-
room or on the staircase, and nothing
! but the fear that llalsey was la dan-
ger drove me on; with every step my
' knees seemed to give way under me.
j (Jertrude was .head and in the card-
room she stopped, holding her can-
dle high. Then she pointed silently to
the doorway into the hall beyond.
Huddled there on the iloor, face down,
with his arms extended, was a man.
Gertrude ran forward with a gasp-
ing sob. "Jack," she cried, "Oh, Jack!"
Liddy had run, screaming, and the
two of us were there alone. It was
Gertrude who turned him over, final-
ly, until we could see his white face,
and then she drew a deep breath and
dropped limply to her knees. It was
the body of a man, a gentleman, In a
dinner coat and white waistcoat,
stained now with blood—the body of
a man I had never seen before.
"I Was Roused by a Revolver Shot."
"bunch" of servants my courage re-1
vlved, and late in the afternoon came
a message from Gertrude that she and
llalsey would arrive that night at
about 11 o'clock, coming in th'3 car
from Hichfleld. Things were looking
up; and when Beulah, my cat, a mo t
intelligent animal, found some early
catnip on a bank near the house and
rolled In It in a feline ecstasy, I de-
cided that getting back to nature was
the thing to do.
W'hi'e I was dress:.>g for dinner,
Liddy rapped at the door. She was
hardly herself yet, but privately I
think she was worrying about the bro-
ken mirror a*id its augury, moro than
anything else. When she came In she
was holding something in her hand,
and she laid It on the dressing table
carefully.
"I found It In the linen hamper,"
she said. "It must be Mr. Halsey'a,
but It seems queer how It got there."
!t was the half of a link cuff but-
ton of unique design, and I looked at
it carefully.
"Where was it? In the bottom of
tbe hamper?" I asked.
"On the very top," she replied. "It's
a mercy it didn't fall out on the way."
When Liddy had gone I examined
tbe fragment attentively. I had never
seen it before, and I was certain it
was not Halsey's. it. was of Italian
workmanship, and consisted of a
mother-of-pearl foundation, encrusted
with tiny seed pearls, strung on
horsehair to hold them. In the cen-
ter was a small ruby. The trinket
was odd enough, but not Intrinsically
of great value. Its interest for me
lay in this: Liddy had found it lying
in the top of the hamper which had
blocked th" east-wing stair?.
That afternoon the Armstrongs'
housekeeper, a youngish good-looking
woman, "Milled for Mrs. Kalston's
place, ana i «vas glad enough to take
her. She looked as though she might
be equal to a dozen of Liddy, with her
snapping black eyes and heavy jaw.
Her name was Anne Watson, and I
dined that evening for the first time
In three days.
CHAPTER III.
Mr. John Bailey Appears.
I had dinner served In the break-
fast room. Somehow the huge dining
room depressed me, and Thomas,
cheerful enough all day, allowed his
spirits to go down with the sun. lie J
had a habit of watching the corners
of the room, left shadowy by the can-
dles on the table, and altogether It
was not a festive meal.
Dinner over I went into tin- living
room. I had three hours before the
children could possibly arrive, and 1
got or" my knitting.
The chug of the automobile as It
climbed the hl'l was the most wel-
eotne sound I had heard for a long
time, and with Gertrude and llalsey
actually before me, my troubles
Merited over tor good. Gertrude . tot id
smiling In the hall, with her hat quite
over on<- ear, and her hair In every
direction under her pink veil. Get
trude Is a very pretty girl, no matter
how her hat Is, and 1 was not sui
privt? when llalsey presented a good
looking young man, who bowed at
me and looked at Trude--that Is the
ridiculous nickname Gertrude brought
trom school.
"I have brought a giest. Aunt Hay,"
Halpey said. "I want you to adopt
hint Into your affections and your Sat
unlay-to Monday list. Let mo present
John I'.alley, only you must call him
Jack. In L! hours he'll be calling you
"Aunt'; 1 know him."
We shook hands, and I got a chance
to look at Mr. Hailey; he was a tall
fellow, perhaps 30, and he wore a
small mustache. 1 remember wonder-
ing why; he seemed to have a good
mouth and when he smiled his teeth
were above tbo average. One never
knows why certain men cling to a
messy upper lip that must get Into
things, any more than one under-
stands some women building up their
hair on wire atrocities. Otherwise,
he was very good to look at, stalwart
and tanned, with the direct gaze that
I like. I am particular about. Mr. Hal-
ley, because he was a prominent tig-
ure In what happened later.
Gertrude was tired with the trip
and went up to bed very soon. 1
made up my mind to tell them noth-
ing until the next day, and then to
make as light of our excitement as
possible. After all, what had I to tell?
An inquisitive face peering In at a
window; a crash in the night; a
scratch or two cn the stairs, and half
a cuff-button! As for Thomas and his
forebodings, it was always my belief
that a negro is one part thief, one
part pigment, and the rest supersti-
tion.
It was Saturday night. The two
men went to the billiard room, and I
could hear them talking as I went up-
stairs. it seemed that llalsey had
stopped at the Greenwood club for
gasolene and found Jack Hailey there,
with the Sunday golf crowd. Mr. Hal-
le/ bad not neen hard to persuade—
probably Gertrude knew why—and
they had carried him off triumphant-
ly. I roused Liddy to get them some-
thing to eat—Thomas was beyond
reach in the lodge—and paid no at-
tention to her evident terror of the
kitchen regions. Then I went to bed.
The men were still In the billiard
room when I finally dozed off, and th"
last thing I remember was the howl
of a dog in front of the house. It
wailed a crescendo of woe that trailed
off hopefully, only to break out afresh
from a new point of the coinpa-i.
At three o'clock In the morning I
was roused by a revolver shot. The
sound seemed to come from just out-
side my door. For a moment I could
not move. Then—1 heard Gertrude
stirring iti her room, and the next
moment she had thrown open the con
nectlng door.
"O, Aunt Ray! Aunt Ray!" she
cried hysterically. "Some one has
been killed!"
"Thieves," I said shortly. "Thank
goodness, there are some men In the
house to-night." I was getting Into
my slippers and a bath-robe, and Ger-
trude with shaking hands was lighting
a lamp. Th'-n we opened the door
into the hall, where, crowded on the
upper landing of the stairs, the maids,
white faced and trembling, were peer-
ing down, headed by Liddy, I was
greeted by a series of low screnms
and questions, and I tried to quiet
them. Gertrud« had dropped on a
chair and sat there limp and shiv-
ering.
I went at once across the hall to
Halsey's room and knocked; then I
pushed 'be door open I1 was empty;
the bed had not been ocupled!
"He must be in Mr. Hailey's room,"
I said excitedly, and followed by Lid-
dy, we went there. Like Halsey's, It
had not been occupied! Gertrude wa -
on her feet now, but she leaned
against the door for support.
"They have been killed!" she
gasped. Then she caught me by the
arm and dragged me toward the
tnlrs. "They may only bo hurt, and
we must find them," vhe said, her
eyes dilated with excitement.
I don't remember how we got down
the stairs; I do remember expecting
every moment to be killed The cook
was at the telephone upstairs, calling
the Greenwood club, and Liddy was
behind me, afraid to come and not
CHAPTER IV.
Where Is HalseyT
Gertrude gazed at the face In a kind
of fascination. Then she put out her
hands blindly, and 1 thought she was
going to faint.
"He lias killed him!" she muttered
almost inarticulately; and at that, be-
cause my nerves were going, 1 gave
her a good shake.
"What do you mean?" I said fran-
tically. There was a depth of grief
and conviction In her tone that was
worse than anything she could have
said. The shake braced her, any-
how, and she seemed to pull herself
together. Hut not another word would
she say: she stood gazing down at
that gruesome figure on the floor,
while Liddy, ashamed of her tlight
and afraid to come back, drove be fore
her three terrified women servants
Into the drawing room, which wan as
near as any of them would venture.
Once In the drawing room, Gertrude
collapsed and went from one fainting
spell into another. I had all I could
do to keep 1. y from drowning her
with cold water, and the maids hud-
dled In a corner, as much u -e as so
many sheep. In a short time, although
it seemed hours, a car came ru-hing
up, and Anne Watson, who had waited
to dress, opened the door. T.:ree men
from the Greenwood club, In all kin-Is
of costumes, hurried In. I recognized
a Mr. Jarvls, but tlio others were
strangers.
"What's wrong?" the Jarvls man
asked—and we made a strange pic-
ture, no doubt. ''Nobody hurt, 19
there?" He was looking at Gertrude.
"Worse than that, Mr. Jarvia," I
said. "1 think it is murder."
At the word there was a commotion.
The cook began to cry, and Mrs. Wat-
son knocked over a chair. The men
were visibly impressed.
"Not any member of the family?"
Mr. Jarvis asked, when he liad got
his breath.
"No." 1 said; and motioning Liddy
to look after Gertrude, 1 led the way
with a lamp to the cardroom door.
One of the mt n gave an exclamation,
and they all hurried across the room.
Mr. Jarvis took the lamp from nie—I
remember that—and then feeling my-
self getting dizzy and light. !.• ad' <1 I
clos'd my *-y- s. When I opened them
their brief examination was over, and
Mr Jarvis was trying to put me in a
chair.
"You must get up; fairs," he said
firmly, "you ami Miss Gertrude, too.
This has b< < n a terrible shock, in
his own home, too"
I stared at him without, comprehen-
sion. "Who Is it?" I ask'd with dif-
ficulty. There seemed a band drawn
tight around my throat.
' It is Arnold Armstrong.'' he said,
looking at me oddly, "and he has been
murdered—In his father's house."
After a minute I gathered myself
together and Mr. Jarvls helped me
into the living room. Liddy had got
Gertrude upstairs, and the two
strange m« n from the club stayed
with the body. The reaction from the
shock and strain wan tremendous; I
was collapsed and then Mr .Jarvls
asked me a question that brought
back my wandering faculties.
"Where is llalsey?" he asked.
"Haisey!" S.iddenly Uertrude'a
stricken face rose before ine—the
empty room upstairs. Where was
i-lc.lsey ?
■■)! u t-< here, wasn't he?" Mr Jar-
vls persisted. "He stopped at the club
on his v,ay over."
"I - don't know where he is," I said
feebly.
One of the men from the club cam®
In, a '«'■ 'I for the telephone, and 1
could bear him excitedly talking, say
Ing something about coroners and de-
tectives. Mr. Jarvis leaned over to
mo.
"Why don't you trust me, Mi s In
nes?" he said. "If I can do anything
I will. Hut tell me the whole thing.'
1 did, finally, from the beginning,
and when I told of Jack Bailey's be
Ing 111 the house that night he gave a
long whistle.
"I wish they were both here," he
said when I finished "Whatever mad
prank took them away, It would look
better If they were here (especially—"
<TO UK CONTINUED)
Olive Oil as a Feod and Medicine
Olive oil i a food that is good for
"seme of the people all of the time,
anil all of the people some of the
time." It Is n good food taken clear,
when possible, or on salads as dress-
ing. It serves as n food when rubbed
Into the skin, filling out hollows, llm
hiring the stiffened joints and as h
medicine it relieves pains, Is a good
remedy for Indigestion and Is recom-
mended for those afflicted with gall
stones.
Good nutty oil of good flavor and
i odor should always be purchased for
I the Impure and adulterated oils are
j more often the cause of the dislike
some people have for olive oil than
any other reason.
For those who do not cat" for a
rich mayonnaise dressing, one may
! add oil to a boiled dressing Instead of
using butter, and thus cultivate the
j taste for oil in those who object to
i Its use.
The French dressing Is ono which
is deservedly popular, for it Is so slrn-
\ pie to prepare, so wholesome and ap-
petizing Less vinegar Is used than
formerly In the preparation of French
dressing, a little of that acid going a
long ways. Three tablespoonfuls, or
four of oil and one of vinegar with
salt and pepper, makes a dressing of
good consistency. Heat the oil and
rlnegar well with a dover egg beater,
or If made at the table, stir with a
fork until It Is all well blended.
Olive ol! is the Ideal fat for deep
frying; but for ordinary mortals It is
beyond the pocket hook.
OH may be used In many ways In
cookery, adding to the nutrlt've value
of the dish.
Things Worth Remembering.
S'iocs that have been wet may be
softened, after cleaning well, by rub-
bing castor oil into them before ta-
king off
To clean jewelry, drop Into a wide-
mouth'd bottle w ith a little alcohol.
Hut In the tork and let stand a few
moments. Diamonds are cleaned
beautifully this way
Keep a correct position In standing
anti walking by keeping the back o|
the neck against the collar.
O.ST of ihe thlrtKM thut worry
us,
I 'inn matter mti' h "
'There'* nothlnc thnt'n of (Trent e -1 ■ rtj
Except to live, and love, and learn."
Something for Breakfast.
One gets tired of the same round
of breakfast dishes, and to escape
monotony we must break away from
them. Try serving the eggs some
morning all broken in the egg cups
with a bit of filed chopped bacon on
top of the egg to give flavor and va-
riety. Omelets are so good and may
bo served with such various season-
ings that one nee<| not tire of them.
Househo'd Hints.
All fat from soups should be saved
When an otherwise frc-h tablecloth
has a few spot of grea e caused from
cream, wet the spots with ammonia
and Iron over a piece of clean blot-
ting paper, and the traces of grea <j
will disappear
Household Hints.
When opening a can of red peppers
fplmlentoes), put the peppers with the
liquor not. usi d in a glass can and
pour over a tablespoonful or two ov
olive oil. They will keep Indefinitely
Try this with the next bottle of olives;
the result Is as good
A Good Couqh Remedy.
floast a lemon until very hot In th"
oven, cut open and squeeze Into a cup
with three or four tabb spoonfuls o.
powdered sugar I se freely whe.i
ever the rough troubles you It Is an
excellent remedy and agreeable to
take
Literature.
'I have read this poem over n doz< n
t!mes," said th< assistant editor of
the Highbrow Magazine, "and I can't
make head or tall of It" "flood,"
exclaimed the editor Well hit it
up for a feature, together with an an-
nouncement denying that true poetry
is dead. And don't forget to send a
check for $1 25 to the fellow who
wrote It." Llpplncott's
German Agriculture.
The supply of food tmi In Germany
has only been kept up to the maxi-
mum flgur< s by Intern i v agriculture,
the employment of modern mnt hln< ry,
«clentlfl< fertilization and the em-
ployment of millions of female farm
' hands The German workmen pi ys
as much as the American for Irs food,
I except potatoes, milk anil vegi tables.
Are You Dieting
And thereby hoping to cure
yourself of that annoying
stomach distress? If so,
we want you to try a better
plan- lake IIo.steUer'.N
Stomach Bitters. It
tones the entire digestive
system and prevents any
;ifter-cating distress, such as
Gas on Stomach, Sour
Risiniis, Helchin si. Indi-
gestion* Ilcurt litirn, Cos-
tiveness, IMIioicsncvs and
Malaria. Always ask for
OSTETTER'
CELEBRATED
STOMACH
BITTER
Good Idea in Street Cleaning.
A I'ennHylvnnlnn has applied the
vacuum principle to a Htreet cleaning
uagon, powerful enough to pick up
pleceit of rubblub equal In mul
weight to halves of brick*.
DON'T
I'AV HENT
Rent mont? IS MONEY
THROWS AWAY.
WMft fi r our by whtrb you can LIVI
IN Yot'R OWN Hi'MI wlrie paying lor it In month
ly iuirthrn'Mi It <"•** rio rm>t' than rrnt. AiiditM
JACKSON LOAN A TWUST CO.
H l arn. I trrrt JACK < N MISS.
■Hi I I— n——— ■— mi—wn* inuiwwn Mill— II c
.ligson—When a man's young he>
auxious to show his knowledge.
.lagson—When he gets older he'
just ub anxious to conceal bis iguor-
ance.
Follow this advice.
Quaker Scotch Oats la the best of
all loods; it Is also the cheapest. Wheo
such men as l'rof. Fisher of Yale Uni-
versity and Sir James Crlchton Hrowne.
LL.1J.-K.lt.S. of London spend th*
best parts of their lives lu studying
the great question of the nourishing
and strengthening qualities of dlffeiv
ent foods, it la certain that their advic*
Is absolutely safe to follow.
Professor Fisher found In his ex-
periments for icstlng the strength and
endurance of athlete* that the meat
eaters were exhausted long before the
men who were fed on such food as
Quaker Scotch Oats. The powers ot
endurance of the non-meat eaters were
about eight times those of the meat
eaters.
Sir James Crlchton Hrowne says-
eat more oatmeal, eat plenty of it and
eat It lre(|uently. 59
Huy It In the regular pnckage.or In her-
metically sealed tins for hot climates.
Her Laugh Broke.
She was a little tairy of m ven, with
eyes like diamonds and hair like spun
gold, and she was romping with u half
dozen playmates. Touching a line-
looking young.iter on the shoulder,
she challenged him with, "You can't
catch me." off they started, she twist-
ing and dodging with the dexterity of
a half-back on a football team, and he
following her every movement In close
pursuit. The excitement of the chase
made her scream with laughter. The
little fugitive finally brough up
against a fence, breathless and pant-
ing, and her pursuer, throwing hie
arms ''bout her, shouted: "There, I've
caught von!" "Oh, yes" gasped the
little fairy, "but it was 'cause my
laugh broke and 1 couldn't run any
more."
A Sample Box of Resinol Ointment
Was Nearly Sufficient in
This Case.
Unclosed find money to pay for Res-
Inol. Ju. t. the sample you Bent has
klmost cured Kezema on my little
Kill's face. 1 will gladly tell my
friends of the great merits of KeslnoL
Mrs. Ktuma Ii. Mct'onkej
Hacker Valley, W. Va.
Not In the Agreement.
Daniel bad been caM Into tbe lions''
den.
"My main objection," be said, as h®
playfully tweaked a lion's mane, "i
that I get no moving picture royal-
ties."— Puck.
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Murine I "t V'.i l'ye Trouble" V>u Will
l.lk'- Murln' It Month's f. at V>>ur
hniire <■ Write I >>r !■ >■ Ii -kn. I'm*.
Murine l.V" Itcnieily Co.. Chleago.
V letter -h" ild bear the stamp of
a; proval al <> a two-i ■ nt stamp If It
Is to go by mail.
ran-, r* t.1 rf*vn o« u 1 nr
A . t . It la t llijr I" rUTOt'9
rituhAUi lY. rt i ti' ! v r!t«* Imin.y Ui&uru.
Some uu u put on hotel airs on a
boarding hou.'e nnlnrv.
OPIUM
or Morphine Mablt Treated.
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Cain, Thomas C. The Bastrop Advertiser (Bastrop, Tex.), Vol. 58, No. 7, Ed. 1 Saturday, June 4, 1910, newspaper, June 4, 1910; Bastrop, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth205965/m1/4/: accessed April 27, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Bastrop Public Library.