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Ing postmnaster had been found. As 1 the 1l
walked up the street I could not help secon
thinking how dumfounded Davis would throu;
be when he returned from his fruit- last 1
less chase for Crandall and listened less t
to my tale of Crandall's actions. Whileo Box
Sle had advised against my return to says
the city, he would have to admit that " know
it had not been without result. colm
As I entered the post-office I found char.
that Miss Cox was still in charge. letter
Approaching the letter window, I bao hada
iier good aftcrniocn and asked if there or ar
was any news of the missing post::s- dldn'l
ter, .It was late in tls3 afternoon and them
the, last mail fsr the day having been of ot
distributed, she sat crocheting. She say
Imotloned to me to come around to dress
:the rear docr. hi
"How abztt it?" i asked as I on- his o
tared the olsce, "has anything been help,
heard of Rouser?" waits
She shook her ad. wlettas
S"That's about the eighty-ninth time ette
I've answered that question to-day. went
Seems like the whole town was in till a
"here wanting to know." ~,,
"Has the post-office inspector been suppý
here?" a fsp
"He was in here this morning and a fe
Smade Just the routine examination. He liver,
_a of C
St ý vine
. ,: and
as Anything Been Heard of will
n't ask no questions, though I un'
retand he has been sleuthing bet
d up to Widow Smith's, where and
,rtouser boards. If he's looking his
ything wrong with Charlie's ac- and
it's my private opinion that he
hfl-d It. I've been all he
the bhoo:s twice today and there woj
- anythrng out of the way."
Have you any idca where all that' He
ney came from that we found.be. He
the cash-drawer?" the
0No, wnd I don't see that it's any of
affair. Eis books is right, and his hof
Ps and his stamped envelopes is
accounted for. Maybe he made it t
:iWall street, or maybe scm;ebodY thl
it, there with him for safe-keep* W1
4 I recalled Davis' parting !nstruc' e
to me when I had first coma he
t.to Ardway, I was more and mere
rised that he had not investi:Gat UP
- further at the post-office. I-c ':ad b
ed to think that the clue to th h:
a mystery would be found there, ln
he had particularly charged me ,
it'1d out to whom Lock Box No. 1I
.been rented. I decided to asi til
. if she knew anything about it.
e" es en has never been rete<d et
Og as I have had anything to do ax
.: Efice. It is away off there
g crner where it is hard to se c
. Thro's always been n,ra
than there was any call for. Net d
hom in the lower row ever has h
.nfed, even in summer, when
.-lot of city folks out here."
cu"t ever remember of seeing
i ailressed to that box?"
gorked industriously at her
Sfor a minute of two before
Sand then, putting it aside, said
f~lny that you should have a
ol't know that I've any bush.- i
tnlPrg you," said Miss Cox, as.
-eLted with herself whether or
was, talkling too much, "but I
utious as anybody to find out i
be2come of Charlie Rouser, and
tJtI've seen of you I auess
a sight more likely to find h;m -
.I Dobbs, the constable If I
suire in my own mind that Char
Cone nothing out of the way,
Low as I'd even be telling
itt. But since you've asked.
tated, studying my face as i
to read there whether or not
h.arm to the missing post
-I tried not to exhibit undue
though Inwardly I felt quite
I- was certain that I was on
Sof important revelations.
ie see," she continued, "it was
ago Tuesday-no, it was Wed
for I went over to my sister's
:and Mr. Rouser left word:
iid I found it waiting for me'
came back. He asked me to
r and take the office for the
iwas surprised when I come
to open up to find him here,
tierstood that he was going
4 all day. He explained that
t have to go till, after the mail
ndhe stayed herb and helped
There was a- lot of mall.
'piople round here are great
advertisements and get
ra. Besides that, some of
Sh-quick concerns have got'
oi'r telephone subscribers'
there's always a lot of mmn
2 tr There was no Thss
I the letters and was handling t4 alone,
p second class and the papers. I go: driven
d through with that and picked up tr iwas aven
t- last bundle of letters. In it was nc As I
i less than six letters addressed to Loci; bAs
o Box 17. 'Seventeen's rented at last, which
:o says I, thinking it funny that I didn' A Dawhich
it.. know the name on them, Henry Mal Ato the
colm Stewart. Who's got it? 'I'll tnht "Ton
ff charge of them,? says he, taking the "To
e.. letters right out of my hand beforet constal
o had a chance to look at the postmar costal
, or anything. I noticed, too, that hle i aui
s- didn't put them in the box, but jammed l to his
id them into his pocket along with a lo "'Ts
n of other letters he had. I couldn't I've
eo say who the other letters was ad. ! whie
to dressed to, for I didn't get a chance The
to see thenr. They might have been flung i
,n- his own, for all I know. But I couldn't worn -
ea help thinking that the only reason he'd had e
waited till the mail was distributed to bqu
was to get hold of them Lock Box 17 tobe t
letters. As soon as he got .them hh
y. went away, and he didn't come bach enoe.
till after closing time." Ann
in "Have you any idea where he went?" differe
"When I come over here that day I him mi
supposed he was going to the city, but and n
a few minutes after he left the oftce I mastes
Lnd saw him driving past in one of the arcuse
He livery rigs." mood
"Which direction did he go?" i his fa.
asked, feeling more and more sure "I i
that I had struck the right trail. In no, th
all probability this young fellow in the of be!
post-office was merely al innocent tool how
of Crandall. He had driven off some- post c
where to meet Crandall and give him "Y'e
the Lock Box 17 letters, for I was con- l"1
Svinced that Stewart was merely an "I km
alias of the villain who had been send-, know
ing out the yellow letters. If I could: that
learn where the postmaster had gone Da1
on this visit, I might be able to find reach
him now, Ing it
"Every time Charlie Rouser goes ing.
driving," said Miss Cox, "he always grate
tgoes that way," indicating the opposite temp(
direction from the station. "I shouldn't "Cc
be surprised in the least if he was consr
keeping company with some farmer's think
A sudden light came into her eyes tell z
and a smile of satisfaction spr:ad over Mo
her face. on th
"Land alive, I never thought of it story
before," she exclaimed, "but I'd bet man
anything he's gone off to get mar- htld
"1-ardly likely," said I. "He wouldn't, had
go off and leave the office unguarded how
Of without telling any one. And he how
wouldn't leave five thousand dollars lette:
lying there in the drawer." I ret
I un' "That's just what he would do. I'll Cran
thins bet he had a windfall of some sort of tlh
there and the minute he got the money in per:
)king his hands he just couldn't wait to go me
a ac. and tell the girl." insis
at he "Somebody would have known it if how
a all he got a horse at the livery stable, the
there would they not?" chin
"Oh, that's neither here nor there. way
that He might have gone on his bicycle. was
d.be' He generally keeps it over there in coin
the corner, and it ain't there now." mar
ny of "It might be up at his boarding- of p
d his house." addi
.es is "It might be," said Miss Cox. ing
2de it It came to me that if Davis had Cox
ebody thought it worth while to go to the
-keep. W!dow Smni:h's to make iaq'iiries, it
rr.mlght be worth my while, too After
istruc, asking Miss C.x fcr directions, I told
come her I was going to see if Rou.ser's
more wl-ocl was missing, and made my way
:stigat up one of the side streets to :the
, *,ad b:arding-house. Davis' visit evidently
to ti l:Ad ruiied the widow. I found her
thlere, in anything but a communicative
·d me ,r ord.\
o .. I7 "If you're another of those detec
a as1; tive men coming prying around here,"
out it, rhe said, "you might just as well get
rented out. I've said all I'n; gcig" to say,
to do and that's all there is to it."
there "flcnao don't mi-take me for a de
to se tcctivc," I said as pleazantly as I
nro catl "i'm-a-fricnd of Miss Cox
r. Not down to the post-oflice and we were
er has wondering whether Char!le had taken
when his bicycle when he went away, and
e i" li-s Cox thought you might know."
seeing "If you're a friend of Jennie Cox,"
,, reid Mrs. Smith, "I guess I'd be likely
it her t1 lh:c-: it, iclng her own cousin and
before knowing as well as I know my owa
lie,said face that she hsn't had a man friend TI
for dlr:;en years, since Aicck Thomp
ha son died. As for Charlie Rouser going
e.way on his bicycle, I don't know he
nothing about it. All I knco; is his bi'
hus 'cl ain't here, but he never kept
ox, as- it Lore anyway. He .always kept it co
her or down to the post-office." se
"but \';ith that she slammed the door
ibut I n vry frce, but I went away well Eat- c
rad out ied. As I walked down the dusty C
e n path f the s-calzd street toward L
d hi'n t.< hotel I r:viewed all I had learned: 2
Sancd v. as delighted to think how
e f ma,.d Davs v-cul. be when I pro-h
at Char s-nted .y facts gathered in the lart
telling twcnty-fcur hours, which were these: t
easked Hugh Crandall was aware that we
were on his trail.
Unable to learn anything from Lo.u- t
face as i se over the telephone, he had dared f
r or not to go to the Farrish hocme.
g post- He had so intimidated Louise thdt
t nduie she had asked me to withdraw at once
It quite from the inquiry.
was onI Acting on her fears, he had persuad- i
tions. ed her to accompany him to some
,_t waa place in New Jersey.
si Werd Lock Box 17 was usedfor the mail
sster's of iome one who had taken the alias i
Swordof Henrv Malcolm Stewart, I
Sfor me All the mail that came to that ad
Sme to dress was taken care of by Charlie
for the Rouser, the postmaster.
I come Rouser was in the habit of goiig
aimhere, at frcquent intervals either on his
-s going bicycle or in a buggy out on the road
ned that that led away from the s::t.
the mail Rouser, when he disapipe.reed, en
I helped doubtedly hbd gone away on his bi.
d et Everything, to my mind, petuted to
and get his having gone to meeCt cra (i:ll.
some of How to account for the vit than
have got' Rouser had not returnwd ':-1' still a
oeribern poser to mnc, but as 1 ri.'w. Cr~' a
t of mn-: dill's conoecticnu ith th' s;';-in - fl
5 Ot'~tiCg - " -
not at all out of the range of possi' would r
Sbility for Crandall to have made away own de,
with Rouser for fear of betrayal. From overlool
all I had learned about the missing "Wha
postmaster, I was convinced that he "You
was weak rather than vicioes, and I Miss Ci
felt that he probably was an innocent did you
party to the nefarious plot of the yel- poatmaE
' low letters. Davis' story that it was a "Wha
crime of two persons, after all, was cried, c.
i only a theory. When the mystery was amusin:
° cleared up I was positive that the only "Muc
Q criminal who would be uncovered answer(
0 would be Hugh Crandall. I shuddered edge t:
as I recalled that Louise even now was least, or
th4 somewhere with' him, not exactly a left-h:
alone, to be sure, for the car was the mc:
goh driven by her chauffeur, but still it "Conal
was a most disconcerting thought. exclaim
ue As I approached the hotel I saw a you?
ct, buggy stop before it, the occupants of this c>l
at, which were Davis and the constable. started
a A Davis dismounecd I heard him say IIe i
Sto the constailc: "I on
"Tonight at eight." I on
Ahi "I'll be on hand, you bet," said the Dodds
* constable as he drove off. o'clock
rc. i quickened my stcps and overtook postma
Md Davis just as he started up the stairs know
lod to his room. they .
d' "I've got sc'me great news for you," with w
ad. I whispered and went on up with him. going i
The minute he got into the room he expect
,en flung himself on the lbed, as if utterly night
dn't worn out, and lighied a cigarette. I Asnt
he'd had expected that he would be eager mentcl
ate:d to question me but this did not seem closed
t7 to be the case. He lay there with eyes was a
t h0 half closed as if unaware of my pres
Annoyed as i was at his seeming In
ut?' difference, I ,,was sure that when I told i
ay I him my amazing news about Crandall oterrib
but and my dizcoveries about the post- terrib]
10 I1 master he would be effectually me as
the aroused. I took it for granted that his three
mood was due to despondency over myitste
" his failure to find either of them. its t
ure "I have seen Hugh Crandall twice, his st
In no, three times, today," I said by way noctu
the of beginning, "and I have found out the ht
tool how Rouser went when he left the throu
ome- post office." jctt,
him "Yes," he said absent-mindedly. ject
con- "What's more," I cried impatiently, act
con- "I know who had Lock Box No. 17. I seate(
;end. know what was done with the mail hd
:ould that came to that address." lcoft
gone Davis, without answering me,
find reached for another cigarette, light- eight
Ing it from the butt he had been smok- the ca
goes ing. His nonchalant indifference a veh
ways grated on my nerves and I lost my all tl
losite temper. got u
ldn't "Confound it, Kent," he said with gotrd
was considerable aspe:oty, "I was so busy i
hier'a thinking out something I really didn't you?
hear What you said. Sit down and yIt'
eyes tell me all about it." Ime
Lover Mollified by his apology, I sat down . "N
on the foot of the bed and told him the hs 1
of it story of my day, how I bad seen a
I bet man going into the Farr!l1: hornm and wea
mar. htd recognized hin later as !ugh waia t
Crandall, or at least as the man who
aldn't, had registered at the hotel as Cool:; ml
arded how I had been harrcd from the ho1u; bctw
d he how I had discover d another yellow- bIct
oliars letter suicide in the park; how, when load
I returned to the Farrish home after sccn
. I'll Crandall had left, Louise had told me 'hil
sort of the theft of the scrap of yellow pa- ills
iy in per from her desk; how the had left thc
to go me to go cff in her automobile after fcus
Insisting that I drop the inv'estiatl~n; fort
a it if how I had aonn h:.r ag.!n, crorgi an
stable, the ferry withi Cranda!llin the .m- tia"tV
chine; how I had returned to Ard- tical
there, way and had learcd that Lock Box 17 te'd
icycle. was held in the nameo ct IHenry Mal- and
ere in colm Stewart;.how the mis!ng p&ost- Ard
w,, master himself had boecn in the habitin t
Irdiag- of putting th:e asil that caen: to that
address into hiis owni poclet and go- Dcd
ing off with it, .rd f;nally, how Miss us."
s had Cox and I had dc:crm ned that when
to the Idar
ries, it ' I
I told __ u . er
! ouser- :a _ hol
:ell get lI
to nay, v 1 h 1 litt
ra de- i
: as I ' s
e were La
ay, and, i to
e Cox," pu
sin and " -th"
a friend The Minute He GeQt Into the Room He th
Thomp- Flung Himnol o~i the Bed, t
tr kno, he disappeared lhe had gone off on his se
is his bicycle. a
'. kept "From all I have learned," I said in E
kept it conclusion, "I am convinced that Rou- tb
ser was the tool-in all probability the
e door innocent tool-o-f Hugh Crandall in sat
ell dat- carrying out his nefiaious schemes. et
e dusty Crandall apparently had him take the W
oward Lock Box 17 mail to some agreed tl
learred: meeting-lplace. It wc:ul not surprisoe i
air how me in the least if Crandall, finding
a I pro- himself in danger of exposure, had a,
the last made away v;ih the poetmaster. :
Sthese: am convinced that Crandall is a aware a
that we that he is be:ing watched. In his d Fs- t
peration he had the bardihood to visit
om Lou- the Farrish home and to abstract that 1:
ad dared fragment of tlhe yellow lcttcr, lest it a
Sshould be used as ev!dence aSain'at
aise tht him. I am cnvinced, too, that bhe has I
Sat once succeeded in terrorizing Lc uise byid
the same methods that he used with i
persuad- her sister, so that s;he is trying to dis
Ssome suade me from pursuing Crandall.
to some Rouser, when he left the post office,
the mail went away on his wheel on the road i
the alias that leads from the station. If you fol
low that read with me, perlhaps we ca:'
that ad- find him. Pretty gucod for cne day''s
y Charlie work, don't you thirnk ?"
"Not bad,' said D:vis, "if only yo i
r on his
Sthe road rMiitaken Identity,.
Mrs. Henlcck (to her pet dog)-"Go
Ure&, an. and lie down there!'" Her Husband
,n his bi. (coming hastily)--"What did you wish,
my sweet little wife!"-Fliegende Blat.
chfuted to ter.
: 4 itill a Real Optimist,
;v-. Crat One ,"e, act doubt the optlmi.m of
i;'I 1f ite hu;lizr: who, bere he s:;ats for
.n :: d~e:1l' the woO' '-, biirrow-y elouah ito-zcy' to
:,.t .i t - paY for itiji;~. ew-' . [ d.;cl' ! by o r c.
- roes.' .,,,
would not persist in mistaking you1 hopii~"
own deductions for facts; but you m tlb<
overlooked the most Important fact." "Wi
"What do you mean?" e or?" I
"You didn't happen to find out from "Th
MViss Cox or from the Widow Smith, of coe
did you, whether or not the missing "Wi
postmaster was left-handed?" "Iit
"What's that got to do with it?" I said I
cried, convinced that as usual he' was postm
amusing himself at mly expense. other
"Much more than you think," he "WI
I answered gravely. ":t was the knowl- is Hu,
1 edge that the criminal must, or at He
a left-handed man that gave me one of tion i
S the most important clues in this case." wroni
t "Confound you and your clues!" I consh
exclaimed. "Where have they led heard
a you? What more do you know about surpr
F this chain of crime than when we whenr
K started?" He
y IIe listened unrumed to my tirade read
aid as I finished remarked calmly: till %N
"I only know this much: Constable plate,
e Dodds and I are going out at eight "St
o'clock tonight to arrest the missing tativc
k postmaster and his accomplice. I "Ti
s know where they both are, or where mile
they will be tonight. You may come stabl
, with ws if you wish. And now I am ".
going to get a couple of hours' sleep. I cann
e expect we will have a rather busy bein
by night of it." "D
I As he concluded his amazing state
n ment he rolled over on his side and
a closed his eyes, and in a few seconds
a was apparently fast asleep.
The Ride in the Dark.
1 Not since my early boyhood has the
t- terrible fear of darkness come over
ly me as it did that night at eight as the
is three of us set out from Ardway. The
er mystery of the journey, too, added to
its terrors. I had not seen Davis after
his startling announcement of- his
e, nocturnal mission until he cane into
ut the hotel dining-room for supper. All
he through the meal he had laughed and
chatted on all sorts of immaterial sub
jects, influenced undoubtedly by the
ly, fact that there were several others
seated at the table with us. There
all had been no opportunity for private
conversation between us before we
ne left the hotel together a little before
ht- eight for a side street where Dodds,
ok- the constable; was waiting for us with
ce a vehicle.
my We had lingered at the table until
all the ethers had left. Just as we
th got up, Davis turned to me and in a
th hhrdly perceptible tone asked: ten
nt "Have you got that revolver I gave ing
ntd you?" of
"It's up-.stairs," I answered, in the ter
Ssame understone. "Do you want it?" gui
then i "No," he said significantly, touching
he his hip pocket, "but you may.'" Yo .
Ind I hastened up-stairs :to get the
.,h weapon and when I returned he v'as th
;i:o waiting for me at the door and hurried wl1
,... me around the cor::er and into tl:e "
buck-board. With Dodds crowded in
ciw betwen us we drove along the street ne
Ic, leading away from the station and a ]
- soon struck what is locally known as
t 'hr Plilk Ecr.d, rkirting a chain et th4
r. bills which the residcnts dignify by Do
lcft the name of mountains. So precipt- of
"ter cus and rocky are these that little t- en
. fort had been made to cultivate tUi1.m so
. and the habitations are few and far th
'rd- tically-po travel at night. We encoun- b'
S17 te ed cr!y one vehicle cf any sort, sc
Mal- and that was about two milcs out from a
nst- Ardway, when we heard an automobile
,abit in the distance behind us. ta
that "Turn out," whlspercd Davis to
go- Dcdds, "and stop until it has passed el
nliss us." "
rhen The constable drew in under the a
bhade of some trees. It was pitch
dark, the only light coming from an d:
ancient lantern hubang over the dash- u;
board. As the automobile came near- a
er" Davis unhooked the lantern and v;
holding it down between his legs b
shielded it with the folds cf a long e
raincoat he was wear!pig. The auto
mobile dashed by us, apparently un- e
aware of our presence. n
"Al1 right,'' said pavts, as soon as a
" it had vanished in the distance, "go z
Dodds drove on -in silence for per-' I
Shaps two miles farther. We passed a 1
little stone cottage nestling in a clear
iing under the hb!Ill. I
,' "It's just beyond here?" said DavisE
Sa note of inquiry:in his voice, I
"Yep,' said the constable, "Miller's
Lane, they call it."'
Though in my city eyes there was
no sign of a.road, Dodds, about three
hundred yards beyond the cottage,
pulled the horse sharply to the, right
and we began ascending a rocky lane
that led alaost straight up the hIll.
m He "Wait a minute," said Davis, and
m He the constable checked the horse.
Jumping out quicklythe inspector
on his seized the lantern and dropping back
a few paces began making what ap
aid in peared to be a minute examination of
t lRou- the road.
ity the '"Taint much of a road," the con
all in stable whispered to me while we wait
irenes. ed. "It's only usad for lIgging, though
ke the when we come up here this afternoon
agreed there was automobile tracks both go
rprpriso ing and coming.'"
finding I- "Any, idea who remade them?" I
, had asked.
ter. I "Nope, but I guess he knows," with
aware a gesture in the directlon of the lan
is des- tern light. '
to visit Just then Davis rejoined us, hang
ict that ing the lantern over the dazhboard
lest it :again. Instead of resuming 'his sEaSt,
aSainet ,he knelt on the floor of thie buckboard,
he has, peering down at the road as it was
ise byi dimly revealed by the lantern.
ad with "Go ahead slowly," he ordered.
to dis-i As Dodds clucked to the horse I
randall. leaned down beside Davis and asked:
t office, "What did you flnd?'"
he road "Just what I expected. The auto
you tfol. mobile is somewhere ahead of us."
we ca- "WVhose is it?
Ie da 's- "I ' 't hnow yet.'
i,., c-ur'o-ity v'ould he deFnied no
-ly yoi 'on:,:r, Vilti:erto I lhd. h ,,- il~t.
g)-"Go A lady suffering from a severo cold
Jusband directed her maid to procure two pen
on wish, nyworth of nammoniated t.i~icture cf
Ide Blat; quinine. Great was her amusemcnt
on the return of the ma'., w-ho ex
pressed her inability to'. obtain' "the
twvo animated pictures of Qulen
Anne."-London Te egrpip).
by -0 ' The way et tao trans t ,ior ln r;c
hoping that Davi would confide in ,:i?:ieu(
m-. the object cf our .tranuge journey odds?'"
"Wihcr are we coming out here aft- ';ui;t
er?" I asked,. .he co
"The postmaster and his accomplice, _-2cd by
of course." a dr..
"Who is his accomplice?" ".iow
"I'm afraid i misstated the case," nmaser i:
said Davis with a grim chuckle. "The 'Tract
postmaster is the accomplice. The "How:
other is the master criminal." "'Ticyc
"Who is the other?" I persisted. "Is a chuck
is Hugh Crandall?" person
He was silent for a moment before when he
answering. I attributed it to hesita- In fact,
tion In nadmtting that he had been a detect
wrong and I right, and it was with certaine
considerable satisfaction that I finally lwhere
heard him answer: "I should not be Lad eve
surprised, if we found Crandall some- Fet wal
where in the vicinity." complic
He ocntinucd to peer down into the 1 sti
road as the horse struggled up the bill dence e
till we came to a comparatively level Crandal
plateau.. with th
"Stop here," he called out authori- "I dit
"T:e dccsrted cottage is at least a ly. "D'
mile farther on," volunteered the con- wv'arr"an
"We'll wa!k it," said Davis. "We now?"
cannot take any chances of the wheels "We':
being heard." answer
"Dodds pulled off the road and fas- almost
' back ii
2X --:-L ' r I us thr(
: ithe sil
Sr. the so
- Ii us out
S 1 , : here!
e of the
o ] and o0
h )log ht
"What Did You Find?" more
toned the horse to a tree. Again tak- appar
eo ing the lantern Davis made a search v, hict
of the road,' finally returning the lan- leadii
he tern to its place, after carefully extin- As
?" guishing it. sliaril
ig "Come on this w'ay, as quietly as twig
you can," he directed. Th.
"e "I've got this," I said, showing him came
as the little pocket electric ligt. with a hut
cd which I had i.xpiored the poet oifice. I tur
he "Do you want it?" ' he, ti
In "Kczp it in your p~cket. 'e r: ly ing
et need it, but it is better not to s:o:', head
..d a lighit if' we can avoid it." to sI
a. I put it bab: in mry pocket and took cons,
et the precaution of placing the revoller pock
by Davis had. given ile in the side-poc::ct felt t
:it- of my coat where it would be mcro lug
.f- . easily. available. Davis moved off As
-m srouud:..cely throa:h the clear.;g with to o
fat the con stable, I cloe at hit hecis quid
un- had been on the shaded road, but oven -ing 1
rt, so we could .-e Lr rdly twenty feet foct.
;m tr.,d cf us. . vis 1
ilc "This a!n't "he direction of the cot- abot
tage," whicpo1 . ':-d. It
to "I know. I vwent to find sometlhirg and
Ed fel rst," aviC exlain~d, Lc pIn inde
straight on through the darkness, like like
the a hound on a fresh scent. forn
itch He mcved rapidly forward for a bun- eneat
an dred and fifty yards and then brought thin
1sh- us up short with a sharp "Hiit." As wail
ear- we strained our eyes into blackness Ai
and we made out the shape of an automo- hurl
egs bile just ahead. Its lights had been visi
ong extinguishEd and its engine was dead, son
uto- "Wait here," Davis again command- noit
un- ed as he crept silently toward it to i abri
make sure that the tonneau was un- non
Sas occupied. HIe was back with us in a otlh
"go minute. pat.
"Let me have that lamp of yours,
per. Kent," he whispered, at the same time thil
ed a lighting a cigarette. i
ear. "Is that safe?" I exclaimed in sur- whl
prise, amazed that he would dare to ed
avis, smoke \'hen he had been taking such afte
precautions against our being discov-. pa(
her's ernd. ." an
"Sure," he replied laconically. "Who- ant
was ever was in that automobile is at least fell
.hree half a mile away by now.' The glass ma
tage, on the front lamps is nearly cold. I plh
ight want to see the number, though, We
lane may find it useful." lea
ll. . Taking my little electric lamp he ad- Do
and vanced toward the machine again, Fa
flashing the light for a second on 'the vik
ectol number, and then peerihg by its light m<
back into the tonneau, exclaiming as he in!
ap- straightened up: "I thought so." an
n of If it was safe for him to smoke, the of
constable and I felt that it was safe
con- for us, too, to relax our precautions, he
wait- and togriher we had advanced until in
ough we were beside him, ha
noon' ."What did you find?" I asked, won- w;
h go- deririg at his exclamation. th
"What I expected," he replied en- th
?" I igmatically. I
The manner of his answer provoked th
with me and I determined then and there
e lan- to have it out with him, I ti:
"Look here, Davisa," I said; "I
hang- brought you into this case and I do not
board like the way you have acted about it. c,
s Iat, I have freely told you everything I
board, have discovered and have aided you
.t was in every way I can. Before I go a step t<
farther on.this trip I want to know h(
. more about it." ti
rse I "Whet is it you wIsh to know?" he t4
asIted: asked. The constable edged nearer a
Sfor fear he might miss something of ,
auto- our cnversatien. t
us." "First, wl;ere are we going?" r
"To what i's known as the d'serted t
cotr rg 'b~ut a half mile farther on, I
id no t.t th , ,.,rb- of this cearing. a s, ace" ;
siletl t 'at wv.s b,.t for a ..-leI f.or ha. -
Markinf Arrivral of Agr.
o co!d i wV .o I vse .o bo old I ai:n't goin' I
o Dpen- to frind it out by countin' up to see,
ire fi nor by ramy whikerr, nor by miy gumr,
ernest Inor ncre cf ticm sign They 'ill a
."heo e' fool you. No, sir! .ut one of t..
, "the timen: 'i'l uet tirowed down, 'a.d I
~:I~~ ·`·· ."i'1'-:1V
.Ptcnie!u or quarry : n--'ehich was It, tor and
Jacd'" hurt by
' ;uit fr oe a:n: .::, by t'oth-'," I Eaw a
the con istaable rep-iic, "but 'tain't eca1 path,.
"..d by eithrc, so far as 1 'uL;."', for "Louise
a dzea n years." you hui
"Eoow do you know the missing post- Them
ma3ier is there?" persua,
'Traced him." my nci
"low ?" and the
"'Itcycle tracks," he answered with en me
a chnckle. "You were not the only an's s!
person who discovered that Rouser,; phanta
when he disappeared, went on bicycle, the fig
in fact, Kent, you are a little slow as path,
a detective. By the time you had as- ing its
c rtained that much, I ascertained! where
:lere the bicyc;e tracks led to and At t
Lad even gone so far as to have Dodds me. I
fet warrants for Rouser and his ac- ground
coumplice." him be
"I still do not see how you got evi- on the
t dence enough to get a warrant for spot h
I CraZdall. Did you had him out here ed it t
with the missing postmaster?" , I saw
"I didn't say I had a warrant for parent
Crandall," replied the inspector sharp- ise.
ly. "Did you ever hear of a John Doe Ove
v: arrant?" morse
owii do you know they are out here, treatix
a now?" I asked. man s
s "We'll soon find out. Come on," he "Do
an s-ered, starting across the clearing "She
almost at a dog-trot. "Sh
There were many more questions I "I sh(
wanted to put to him, but there was "I t
no opportunity, and, besides, I doubted: cried
much if he would have answered them. there
At first he made little effort to move Tot
quietly, but after we had gone a gentl:
quarter of a mile or more he called whetn
t back in a whisper, "Quietly now." surge
We had come to a path which led that
us through a short thick growth of un- was i
derbru:h. As noiselessly as Indians, the v
following a trail we felt our way along, was
the silence broken now and then by Bu
the sound of a bough bent back, or a were
rustling leaf. Soon the path brought sight
us out on some rising ground. Not fifty ling (
yards ahead of us appeared the de- mobi
serted cottage. "I
"That's it," whispered Dodds. cried
"Ssh!" answered Davis. "Wait anevw
We stopped there just at the edge dall
of the underbrush, peering into the the 1
Sdarkness, straining our eyes to see "It
i and our ears to hear. From the one with
window in the side of the one-story Ac
log hut a dim light shone, proving that denil
the place was either occupied or had its
been very recently. As we became Whi'
more and more accustomed to the was
darkness I co::.d see that there were wou:
ik- apparently two paths, the one on! in I
elh c hich we were standing and another that
n-. leading off at about right angle. righ
in- As we looked and listened I heard a wou
sharp crack, like the breaking of a' 81
as twig that had been stepped on. us 5
The sound, so far as I could judge,
rim came from the other path, appltently feel:
'th a hundred feet away from the cottage. will
ice. I turned toward Davis and saw that '
he, too, had heard it. He was stand- Wh
:'y ing with his whole body teneic, his was
c: head bent forward a little as if ready if t
to spring at any instant. Almost un-. sole
oo:k consciously my 'hand went into my thoe
':r pocket and brought out my revolver. I frot
.:ct felt that affairs were rapidly approach- lovt
cr, iug a crisis.
off As we listened, another sound came ninp
ith to our ears. At first indistinct, it cha
cis 'quickly took the rhythm of footsteps
mre- -urrying-along-th· ptrt-l-n: walk- s;a.
ryen ing rapidly, I decided. The hurrying: '
faet footsteps came nearer and nearer. Da
vis now was crouching like a runner out
cot- about to make a hundred-yard dash. the
It was only a minute of suspense per
irg and yet the effect on my. nerves was
Ping lndescribabie. I wanted to scream
ike like a hysterical girl;. I wanted to run, s
forward or back, it made no differ- n
bun- once; I wanted to do something, any- in
!lht thing-anything but stand there and
As wait in the darkness.
.ess All of a sudden the form of a man
m.o- hurrying along the other path became
jeen visible. He seemed to be carrying
lead, something. Davis tcck two or three
and- noiseless steps forward and stopped
it to: abruptly. From the shadows, from
un- nowhere it seemed, the figure of an
in a other man appeared directly in the
Spath of the oncomer.
ours, "Hold on here!" It said, or some- I
time thing like that.
With a curse the first man dropped
sur- whatever he was carrying and start
e to ed to run. The second man started:
such after him. With not more than ten
scov-. paces between them the pursued man
suddenly wheeled. A revolver flashed
Who- and the pursuer with a muttered curse
least fell headlong in the path. The hunted
glass man turned and, with headlong speed,
d, I plunged down the path.
We At the revolver shot Davis had
leaped forward, and, needless to eay,'
ae ad- Dodds and I were not far behind him. i
again, Fast as the fugitive was vanishing Da
'the vis was even faster. With the move
light ment of a trained runner he, the wiry
s he inspector, 'quickly outdistanced Dodds ,
S and myself and was close on the heels ;
e, the of his man,
safe As I ran breathless i>ehind him, "
tions, hoping to arrive in time to help him.
until in his capture, I saw the man ahead t
halt and turn. Instinctively I knew he I
won- was about to shoot again, and, raising 1
the revolver I had been carrying all '
ed en- the while, without even trying to aim,
I fired in his direction just as I saw E
voked the flash from his revolver. I
there There was hardly a second between:
the two reports and then-- i
d; "I A woman shrieked.
do not i turned sic!k with horror. There
out it. could be no mistaking it.
hing I It was the voice of Louise Fwrish.
md you . With overwhelming dismay it came
a steP to me that I had shot th. wbmaEn I
know loved. Too stunned to pgi I stoed
there. My whole be4y seemed turned
w?" he to stone. My arms hung helpless at'
nearer my sides. My legs refused to move.
ing of Mly mouth was fever-dry and my
tongue lay lifeless. Yet my vision, I
" recall, seemed clear and strong, pene
: rerted trating the darkness as if it lihad been
Ie: on, broad day. I seemed to cee, as if the
1,,.ck e!ight blcng~ed to some one else, suome
or !;in- , i3 outs!de n.myclf. I saw the inrpee
S Caliing Down the Nurse.
Little Fiank's nurse, when fndinr;
't ,goin him in mischief was !n the habit of
to Cee, exclaiming: "What in the name of
" .umns common sinse are you doing?" One
- ii aCl nonm:ing, while she was bathing him,
I tI~-se he asked: "What in the name of co.
ad -I -c cents do you mean by getting soap
I h;:nw tn l'a y eyes?"
tor and constable, both apparently un
hurt by the sIht~s, dash on in pursuit.
I saw a man's ifgure rise up from the
path, I seemed to hear him call out:
"Louise, Louise, where are you? Are
There was no answer. Almost I had
persuadod myself that the strain on
my nerves, the horror of the night
and the shock of the shooting had giv
en me a hallucination, that the wom
an's shriek I had heard was but a
phantasm of a fevered brain, when
the figure I had seen rise from the
path. dashed into the thicket, repeat
ing its agonized cry of "Louise, Louise,
where are you?"
At the round, life came again into
Sme. I dashed my revolver toq the
ground and sprang after him. I found
him bending over an unconscious form
Son the ground. Just as I reached the
r spot he had lighted a match. He lift
e ed it to see my faee, and as he did so
I saw that the woman lying there ap
r parently lifeless was indeed my Lou.
e Overwhelmed with anguish and, re
morse, I flung myself beside her, en
e treating her forgiveness. The other,
man shoved me roughly aside.
e "Don't be a fool," he exclaimed.
g "She has only fainted."
"She's shot! She's killed!" I cried.
I "I shot her!"
sLB "I tell you she has only fainted," he
d cried angrily. "Help me carry her over
a. there by the window."
e Together we lifted her and bore her
a gently to the side of the cottage,.
d! where wve laid her on the ground. Joy
surged in my heart as I saw and heard
ed that she was still breathing, joy that
. was not even abated when I saw by
as the window light that my companion'a
g, was none other than Hugh Crandall.
by But just then all other thoughts
a were driven out of my head by the
ht sight of a thin stream of blood trick
ty ling down the sleeve of Louise's auto
le- mobile coat.
"I tell you she is shot. See," I
cried, all my anguish coming back:
With trembling hands I helped Cran
ýge dall cut away her sleeve, dreading all
h'e the time to see and know the worst
eo "It's only a scratch," said Crandall,
ne with a sigh of relief.
ry Across her rounded arm was a red
iat dening gash where the bullet had cut
ad its way through the tender flesh.
me While my head told me that Crandall'
he was right, that it was only a flesh
ere wound and not in the least dangerous,
on in my heart I still felt little better"
der than a murderer. Three inches to the
right, and the bullet from my revolver
d a would have stilled her heart for ever.
a She opened her eyes and starel at
us in a puzzled way.
go, "Why, Harding, dear," she said in.
ity feeble surprise, "are you here-hcro
ge with Mr. Crandall?"
that For answer I bent and kissed her..
nd. What mattered it if. Hugh Crandall'
his was the criminal? What mattered it
ady if the chain of mystery was still un
un. solved? What mattered it if the nu
my thor of the yellow letters had escaped.
. from the inspector? Louise lived! Shou
ach- loved me!
, Davis and the constable c.e run
amp ning up the path, panting fro Atheir
it chase, but empty-handed. D .. a
p.. "Is she hurt?" asked Davis as he\
ksaw the .thr.of us grouped under the
Da ! "A. flesh wound, not at all danger
.ner ous;" Crandall answered, while I knelt.
h. there caressing Louise's hair and whis,'
ease pering softly to her.
"How about you?" asked Davis.
was "He didn't hit me," Crandall an
ram swered with a ehort laugh. "I tumbled
rfier over the bucket of milk he was carry
aying and dropped when he saw me.
an-d Didn't you get him?"
"He's safe," answered the inspector.
i mree 1
o eds he Flemislhav beend inotantl kllDned.
egell' m ust " hae ranlle twAhndwredfe."
o im,' "Ae rad tplundroed, the cdeon-a.
him pawcsta e tdded da Dv turn d to e
ahea thed vhisnbody of the hut. beow
aitwe:"nd W'lldet there,"y sid the oring. He,
gafl.tr haven' surveyno twohuded inerior,
Dodds, "A Flesd tWohundred," athAe Dang
hesw stable Cdded all Aiswturned t . c
Sim, the ra, indow ove the hut. of
.tee hi "recpc insd ther, daid. Wehealrd rtore
"is the other one, the master criminal
Ther e se enugh for the present d."
"Why," Aaid t1:e conhtdble, wthe cad
Irtsh. afoWooed tae insp -tcr's example in.
:t c ie looking thr ofgh the window, "whyb.u
.man I that's Aleok Young."
Iatoed -' -"
turned CohrAFTE as XIII.
move. W Th e Strerge Vicnil
sd my 'Dawn foundh Inspectors Daem end me
tisin, I keelpi-g t""'r .. vithel i the deserted
, pned- cott" HA-T, at E ,': , gone. Crandall.
Id ben wa n gorne CIns.tpict Dodd; was gonde.
s . if the Only the t..o of u' ere there, and en.
eSt, so t ruti'Je ec' '. in! t':e coI'erI, lil:H nir
lspee . wih .1 . m" dc -
. , a
. i One Prorer Form of Pride.
Afindin; ' Pride i: one of t;he sevn deadly
abit of sins; but it can-ut L the prid of a'
"mne of amther in her children, for that ia a
?" Oneh ' compound of two ctrdinal virt,
og him, faith and hope.--Charlte Dick"'fl-.
n g so a p F i al y
I MIrs 'Weytnp) '"'? I'h" ".:!, i'" , -