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' THE WAR SPY
By Florence Lillian 'Henderson
(Copyright by W. & Chapman.)
"I'm neutral," observed Mrs. Lucy
Moore to her brother, James Wilson,
"What are you getting at, Lucy,"
challenged Wilson in his usual gruff
"I know!" and Mrs. Moore bobbed
her head wisely. "You can't fool me.
It's about the war and treason!
And maybe I've made a great discov
ery, and maybe not"
"More likely not," growled Wilson.
"You and your chattering gossips are
always hunting some mare's nest."
"U urn! That's your way of tak
ing something that may be of impor
tance considerable importance to
"Is that so!" jeered Wilson sneer
Jngly. "Then don't be so mysterious
and let us know what you are hint
"Very well," replied Mrs. Moore,
"you know that young stranger,
Prof. Dixon, as they call him, who
came here about a month ago and
took rooms with old Mrs. Roderick?"
"I ought to!" fired up Wilson with
a venemous gleam in his eyes.
"He just caught the fancy of the
girl you were after, hey?" tittered
Mrs. Moore maliciously. "Not that I
think she'd ever have had you, but
the field was a clear one. Well, James,
I think I have found out something
about Prof. Dixon that will make a
big stir-up in this community."
-Wilson looked interested. Savage,
too! He shut his teeth and hissed
between them malevolently. He
might never hope to win Edna Bolfe,
for she was not of his class, but
there would be a good deal of satis
faction in. "getting even" with the fel
low who had "cut him out!"
"Now, James," proceeded his sis
ter, "I know what a fiery, imp'etuous
creature you are, and if I tell you a
secret I want you to promise that you
won't blaze right up and make a
travesty of what may be a big feather
in your cap. As one of the nonora
ble selectmen of the town you are
authorized to arrest people and all
"Part of my prerogatives, I should
say, yes!" returned Wilson magnilo
quently. "Very well; act slow but sure on a
hint that I am going to give you."
"What's the hint?" questioned Wil
son. "Prof. Dixon is a spy."
"You won't say so when I explain
further. I wondered why he went to
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board with old Mrs. Roderick, for it's
a ramshackly old place over the
shop her dead husband used to run.
I've found out He went there to get
the secret use of the shop. -He works
far into the night with tools and
metal and the like. He gets letters
irom foreign parts. See here!"
Mrs. Moor(e exhibited three envel
opes. They were addressed- to - the