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By Frank Lovell Nelson
Fearful Tragedy and Tearful Romance Cling? to Small Ornament Death
of Lieut. Robinson Ends Queer State of Affairs.
IIAIDA wob In Cbt-1 antique satsuma ware linked together
co go. This was
enough to upset
the dnlly order of
Clarke and myself
and mako work out
of the question.
Just why she enmo
I was not Informed.
Clarke, I know,
was not In nc
with her, and slnco
our thrilling experi
ences off tho gulf
coast when we had rescued hor from
the clutches of Count Armand de
Loup and his band of devil wor
shipers ho had not mentioned her
namo. Uut now that sho was at a
fashionable North side hotel looking,
If it bo possible, more beautiful, moro
queenly and moro utterly fascinating
than over, ho nppcarcd to live and
move in another world. For myself I
could feast my eyes upon her by the
hour, but I dared not, for tho sake of
friendship and loyalty and all that I
hold most dear In my association with
Clarko, allow my mind to follow. My
heart I knew already was lost beyond
my over regaining it. nut it was a Joy
to walk tho streets with her, to feel
her presence at ono'a sldo and to
sharo tho conscious pride In the ad
miring looks that followed hor when
ever sho appeared In public.
Right roynlly wo entertained hor in
our humble apartmonts.
Among tho guests and second only
to Tbalda herself in beauty was Kath
arine Randall. Clarke and I mot her
for tho first time. She was a guest of
tho Armatages and when our good and
leng-vniued friend Mrs. Armatago tele
phoned asking the privilege of bring
ing her wo wero quite unprepared,
despite Mrs. Armatago's glowing de
scription, for such a vision of femlnlno
pulchritude. She was Thalda's direct
opposite, a perfect blondo with the
clear bluo oyes and tho pink and white
ektn that would havo given her tho
face of a doll had it not been for tho
soul that shono through it.
Just then there wns a ring at tho
tolephono and Togo, our Jap boy, who
answered it, said: "It's for Mr. Chief
Tho young woman alighted and the
chief met her nt the door and was
closeted with her for sonio ten or
fifteen minutes. When ho returned
his face wore a puzzled look and ho
beckoned to Clarke and whispered:
"I'd llko you to hear Miss Atwell's
story. I shouldn't bo surprised if it
was moro in your line than mine."
"As I told Mr. Ship," began tho
young woman, "I nm engaged to bo
married to Lieut. Morton Robinson of
tho army. He has been in tho Philip
pines for the past two years, this bo
ing his second torm of duty there,
lie will sail for homo shortly and
when he arrives wo were to havo bcon
marriod, but with what I have to tell
you unexplained I do not feel that I
can look him in tho faco again," and
"her eyes became suffused with tears.
"It's tho things ho has sent mo, the
most beautiful things you over saw,
and now I haven't a single one of
them, and what Is worso I cannot ex
plain how or why they disappeared.
It seems like fato. Every single thing
ho has given me has been something
to wear or some handsomo ploco of
Jewolry, and tho very first time I
have put any of them on it has dis
appeared as completely and as mys
teriously as if It Just melted Into air.
"First it was a handsomo tortoise
shell and gold comb. It could nover
ha duplicated in this country for I
havo searched tho shops ever slnco
for ono. Tho very first tlmo I woro
It I lost it, and I never lost a comb
before In my lifo.
"Then Lieut. Robinson sont me a
beautiful little Jewolcd brooch in the
:hapo of a stiletto. It was set with
rubles, diamonds and sapphires ho had
picked up in Ceylon on his way out
.and bo had thorn mounted In Manila.
I kept it threo months before wearing
it, and then I wns Invited to a box party
and tho temptation was too great. I
know tho fastening was securo and I
was conscious all during the perform
anco It wob there but when I got homo
nt night It was gono and I cried all'
tho rest of the nljjht.
"Thon there was my wonderful
cameo, Lieut. Robinson got It In Malta
and bad It mounted In tho most bsnu-
tlful native fashion in China. I wore
it for a belt buckle and uot only was
tho fastening secure but I took tho
precaution of sewing it to tho belt
"My best men have worked on every
caso excopt tho last which Miss At
well has yet to toll you," said tho
chief, "Wo havo raked tho pawn shops
of tho city with a fine-toothed onib
and I believe Miss Atwell's father has
spent pretty nearly tho valuo of the
articles in advertising bills. Rut tell
him of tho bracelet, Miss Atwoll."
"U was a bracelet of medallion b of
1 u-lHi nfirlnnulv wrnnirht linntln nt irnlil
I received it two months ago but I
had been so unlucky with all tho rest
of his presents that I resolved never
to wear it when I thought how I had
lost tho others, but what's tho use of
having nlco things If you can't wear
them? So last night when I was go
ing to a dance at tho North Shoro
Country club I woro tho bracelet. Hut
provlously I had taken It to a Jeweler
and had a Uttlo gold chain and pad
lock put on it In addition to tho other
fastening. It mado It perfectly se
cure. Moro than that I had elbow
gloves on over it when I got in tho
auto to como home. I know it wns on
my nrm when I got into tho car. When
I took my gloves off It was gono.
"Now, Mr. Ship says you can help
mo find these things. Every one of
them would bo easily Identified for
tary post. Soldiers aro all about,
bathing In the azure waters of tho har
bor, B-.noklng nnd sipping drinks under
tho verandas. They aro Americans.
Hack on tho hills stands one native
house of white plaster moro preten
tious than tho rest. Upon Its broad
veranda swings a hammock and In
It languidly reclines a beautiful young
girl. Sho Is dark of skin and hair and
her deep black eyes glow llko coals of
fire. On her arm there is n bracelet
of quaint and curious design. It Is of
Bntsuma medallions, llko ono thnt I
havo seen, linked with finely wrought
"At the youug girl's feet sits an
officer In khaki and putecs. Ho Is an
American, and he lifts his boyish sun
darkened faco to hers and his boul
goes out to hor In his eyes while sho
toys with the bracelet on her arm and
1 answers his love messages In kind.
many candles are burning. Upon a
blcr of bamboo lies tho body of a
joung girl. The bracelet Is on her
nrm. Ily her side lies the corpse of
n now-born child. On bended knees
a man In khaki unifoim sobs as only
H strong man can sob Until the
morning he is shaken with his grief.
A distant bugle sounds. Ho nrlsos and
unclasping from tho pallid arm tho
bracelet ho presses It to his lips and
places It within hiB blouse next his
"I seo n falr-hnlrcd girl In a beautiful
richly furnished home. Sho is open
ing u box and from it shu takes the
bracelet. She Is speaking. I listen.
'"Oh, mamma,' sho savs, 'seo what
Lieutenant Robliibon has sent mo,' nnd
sho holds the bracelet boforo tho eyes
of an elderly woman.
"I see the bracelet now upon tho
nrm of tho young woman. She la
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havo one of tho medallions of tho
bracelet still which was loose so I
took It out fearing to lose It"
Miss Atwell opened a gold chain bag
that sho carried and handed us a lit
tle mcdallon. I looked at It intently
and a suspicion that had been forming
In my mind becamo a cortalnty. It
was idontlcal with tho medallions in
tho bracelet on Katharino Randall's
Miss Atwell left with brightened
faco nnd as wo turned onco moro to
our guests Clarko whispered. "Mako
no mention, either of you, of tho
bracelet on tho arm of the blond girl,
Mlsa Randall, but notlco if It has a
The circlet wns complete. Not a me
dallion was missing.
"I will do anything you wish to help,
Carlton," answered Thalda, seating
herself In a reclining chair.
Clarko quickly put her first in tho
hypnotic and then in tho cataleptic
state. Then pressing against hor fore
head tho satsutna medallion from Miss
Atwell's bracelet, ho said:
"Look well Into tho past, Thaldn,
and tell us what you seo."
Tho voice came soft and crtdonced
llko a message from tho unkuow.i:
"I see a tropic port. There aro
white houses back upon a beautiful
hill. White roads of shell twine their
way up tho slopo. At its foot and
running down to tho harbor is a cilll-
"Hut wait, they are speaking. It
"Trnnslato it, Thalda."
"'It was so good of you, light of
my life, to give mo this beautiful
thing,' says the girl. 'But you must
not spend all tho money your govern
ment gives you thus. Soino day you
will take mo back to your own land
and wo shall need other things bo
sides combs of tortoise and gold, and
jeweled stilettos and camooa and
"'They aro nothing,' answers tho
young officer. 'Surely I may give
pretty things to my wife, though they
cannot mako her moro beautiful than
"'Your, wife, Morton? Tell me
again that tho mariiago is n good one.
I know you gavo tho friar much
money, $5 gold, but there aro times
when I start out of my dreams and
see tho faco of a girl, and sho is fair
and of your own raco and I speak to
her In tho night. Sho tolls mo thnt
I shall never seo that far off country
of yours. And thon I look again and
seo her fair form nnd sho has my
comb In hor hair, and my stllotto at
her throat, and my cameo at her waist
and my bracelet on hor arm.' "
Thalda paused In her recltnl and
"Follow tho bracelet closely where
It touches tho lives of those who have
hnudled It. What next do you seo?"
"I seo a darkened rcom in vUlch
alighting from an automobile and as
sho puts her hand out upon the ton
ncau door a flguro steps from out the
darkness. It Is tho native girl who
onco wore tho bracelet. No, that can
not be. She lay dead In a whtto house
in a tropical isle. It Is her astial self,
for sho removes, desplto Its fasten
ings, the bracelet from Its outstretched
"Tho bracelet, Thalda; follow It!"
"I next seo It upon tho arm of a
fair-haired girl. It Is not the ono who
is In tho automobile. Walt, I know
her. I saw her to day In this room. I
scu her now in a dingy shop. Sho Is
matching medallions from a tray held
by a cringing Japaneso with those
of tho brucclet. She finds ono that
Is the exnet duplicate nnd sho takes
off tho bracelet aud hands It to the
Japanese. It has left her. I can seo
Our long acquaintance with Mrs.
Armatago mado formality unnecessary,
nnd to Clarke's tolephono message
saying ho wished to seo her on a mat
ver of Importance nnd would bring
Thalda and myself, sho rapllod that
sho had no other engagements and
would bo nt homo to us all ovonlng.
So with Thnldu, now fully herself
again, wo proceeded by cab, after a
light repast, to Mrs. Armatago's beau
tiful South sldo home. On Jio way
Clarko told Thulda the complcto
"And now I shall bo guided b your
advice." he phWI ' For I havo uovor
known your wonderful femlnlno lntul
Hon to bi ut fault."
"Then toll Mrs. Armatago Just whnt
you want You enn truit hor. Sho
knows lu r guest nnd knows how to
act. ir Miss Randall has tho othor
ornaments my 'power,' ns you call It,
has not been nt fault. If sho has not,
she (loul)tles'- can prove property
rights in tho bracelet. If tharo has
been any dishonesty you mny bo suro
Mrs. Armatago Is jiot tho woman to
And Thalda was right, as sho nlways
Is. Mrs. Armutugc's eyes opened In
wonder ns sho heard tho Btory.
"Yes, yoB," bIio cxcl.tlmed, when
Clnrko had llnlshcd. "Katharino has
them, ovory ono of them. I've scon
them all on her dresser and ndmlred
them. Heavens cs, they mny have
been advertised. I never look nt tho
classUlpd columns. And I never asked
Katharino whore she got thum. Hut,
Mr. Clarke, thoro can't be anything
wrong. Knthnrlno Is In her rooms
now nnd Just to provo my faith In her
I'll call her down hero nnd beforo nil
of you nsk her where she got theso
trinkets. Thero ennnot bo nnythlng
wrong with my Uttlo Katharine."
"Oh, yes, thero can be, aunty,"
walled a tear-choked voice, and1 n fair
haired girl staggered from behind tho
portiere nnd emptied Into the lap of
tho astonished Mrs. Armatago a, tor
toise comb, a cameo, a Jeweled stll
otto brooch and n medallion bracelet
Then sho fell at Mrs. Armatnge's feet
and burying her faco In that good
woman's lap,, sobbed ns if her heart
Mrs. Armatago soothed her and sho
finally lifted her tear-stained faco and
"Aunty, I nm very, very wicked nnd
I want to confess It nil. I overheard
you talking nnd I slipped down with
the things and heard It all. You know
when I first enmo to Chicago I told you
how lucky I was. Every tlmo almost
I wciit out on tho street I found
Bomo beautiful thing. I found nil
these. They wero always lying on tho
sidewalk Just ns If somo one had Just
dropped them. I know thoy wero not
mlno but I wanted to keop them no
badly. I tried not to look nt tho classi
fied ads., and from that moment classi
fied ads. had a perfect fascination for
mo. Whenever I picked up a paper
thoy wero staring nt me. At last 1
saw one. It Just caught my cyo:
" 'Lost Satsuma medallion brace
"I tore up tho paper without reading
any farthor and told myself I hadn't
read It I hnd tho bracelet ropalred
so It could not bo ldontlfled. I nover
dnred to wear any of them until this
afternoon when I couldn't resist put
ting on tho brncelet, and when Mr.
Clarko said thero must bo a mystery
about It I thought I should faint"
"Was tho bracelet locked when you
found It, Miss Rundnll?" nsked Clarke,
"Yes, I had to tnko It to a locksmith
and hnvo a key fitted for It," said i.io
penitent girl as Bho rose nnd fled from
her sclf-inlllcted auto-da-fe.
"Do not bo too hard on her, Mrs.
Armatago. Just remember what a
tomptatlon theso things would bo to
any of us women," pleaded Thalda, as
we said good night
Promptly on tho mlnuto next after
noon Miss Atwell's big touring cur
rolled up to our door. Wo rocolvod
hor In tho library and Clarke held in
his hands a Uttlo jewel case.
"If this box contnlns the Jewels you
hnvo lost and I rcstoro them to you,
may I exact of ou n solomn promise,
Miss Atwoll?" said Clarke.
"I'll rromlso anything, Mr. Clarko,"
(.aid the girl, imirtllslvely,
"Then promise mo first that you will
never wear ono of thoso ornaments
but that you will keep them nB sacred
heirlooms for your children, when that
tlmo shull come. Second, that when
you nro married to Lieut. Robinson
ou will never ask him moro than ho
chooses to tell you of his experiences
In tho Philippines; nnd third, If ha
ever seems to havo a burled grief you
will bo very gentle with him and
never for ono moment let n pang of
Jealousy havo a placo In jour heart.
Do you promlHo ull this?"
"I promise," said tho girl, wonder
Ingly, while her womnn's curiosity
struggled for the mastery.
Clarke's thoughtful tact was un
necessary, for Llout. Robinson was
destined novor to become iho husband
of Miss Atwoll. Hoforo tho war wob
out tho list of officers killed In a puni
tive expedition aga ..si tho trcachor
oim Moron of Mindanao contained his
'And do you bollovo ho really hnd
a beautiful natlvo wlfo who onco woro
thoso Jewels?" I asked Clarko, when
ho showed mo tho paper.
"Sexton, I don't know," was all 1
could get out of him.
(Copyright. 1908. by W, a Chapman.)
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Tho proprietor of tho corner grocery
hnd just hidden tho chceso nnd put
tho crnckcr barrel behind tho counter
In anticipation of tho usual Saturday
night crowd, when Sam Stiles saun
tered In with bin molasses jug and
"Hello, Sam," cried tho proprietor
In a glad hund voice "How's things
down your wny? Hv thur way, Sam,
what was goln on nt ther church fair
Thursday night? I hear as how Deacon
Foster got all excited Uku an' said thot
while prnln wns all right there wan
times when It wouldn't 1111 ther bill
like good olo cussln.'?"
"He wns goln' some," nnswered vim
with n rullectlvu sinllu, "and for n
while everybody was kind o' feared
thot he would bust thor harness or
(Iilu n wheel. Yu sou ther deacon Is
full o' Kcliomcs for colleclln' money
for ther church, an' when It was kind
o noised around tho he was goln' tcr
spring Bomethln' now nt thor fair
everybody hiked far ther town hall.
"I'urty soon ther deacon como In
with his now scheme, which looked
for all the world llko a two-bushel
bag o pertntera, an after thor par
son hnd matin a few remarks for ther
bonollt o' their sinners what was still
holdlu' back, titer deacon stopped up
on ther plntform.
" 'Dour brothers an' beloved sisters,"
snld he In his boss trndln' voice 'I
hov nrranged souiethin' new for your
edification un' ploasuro an' I hov overy
icasoii tor believe thot It will bo tber
seiihntlon o' ther ovonlng. In this bag
are several carefully wrapped pack
ages, an' for ther Eiunll mini o' tivo
c nils yo will bo permitted tor grnb
any ono yo like, which o' courao must
bo opened In full view o' ther nudl-
ciico. All ther packages Is useful oh
well as ornamental, an' somo o' them
will mako yo feel llko cluspln' hands
an' slngln' songs o' praise. Now thon,.
who will bo tho first to tnko n pack
ago from ther grab bag?'
"All hands kind o' balked bashtul
llko for a while, but purty Hon SI
(limp was coaxed tor start ther game,
and from ther gingerly wny thnt ho
picked out ono o' thor packages yo
might hov thought ho was monkey In'
with n hornet's, nest Si wouldn't open
It, nn' Mandy, thlnkln' thet It might
be candy, got on ther Job herself. In
Jcs' two seconds sho had ther paper
tore oft, an' Instead o' candy sho found
shu hud a nursln' bottlo llko mother
used tor use. First sho blushed,
then sho turned red, and then oho
"In thor monntlmo thor Ladles' aid
nctcd as If they was shocked, an' ther
parson glnncod nt ther deacon nn' said
ho was surprised. Ther deacon said
ho was surprised, too, an' offered a
pan o' bcrapplo when he kl 1 Hi hogs
to anyono who would tell him how
ther nursln' bottlo got inter tho bag.
"Nobody mado a bid for ther pan o'
scrapple, an' when ther deacon had
urgued himself Inter good stundln'
agin an' Mnndy found sho wasn't half
ns mad at, sho thought sho was, tho
grab bag gamo went on. Ther parson
put up flvo cents an' mado a grab, an'
S3 did ono o! ther Ladles' aid an' Dave
Sleeper. All three o' them started
tor open thor packages at tho samo
tlmo, an' when ther returns was count
ed ther parson had a half pint o'
whisky, thor Ladles' aid sister had a
deck o' cards, an' Davo Sleeper bad a
lot o' poker chips.
"Well, sir yo Job oughter seen thot
crowd. Ther nursln' bottlo was bad
enough, but half pints an' poker was
cxcecdln' ther speed limit, an' ther
way them distracted sisters tried to
throw n 10-horso power Taint on flvo
pounds o" steam wub a Bight tcr see,
oven if yn had tor tako a knotliolo la
ther fence Instead o' ther grandstand.
Them thct wasn't tryln' tcr faint was
makln' a nolco thct sounded llko big
talk. Ono o' them was marchln
around llko Qeorgo Washington, an
other was smallln' o' ther parson's
halt pint tcr seo it It was thor real
Btuff, an' Btlll nncther was tcllin' her
husband what she would do ter the
deacon's faco It sho was a man.
"As soon us ho was able to move
without help ther parson mado an
other dlvo for thor grab bag without
puttin' up ther nickel an' out como
moro chips, moro cards nn' anothor
half pint or two. Then the parson
hud a few things ter say thet didn't
Includo ther Doxology or Benediction,
nn' told tho deacon in plain words
thct ho was a bum citizen to talk
about savin' sinners. This mado thet
deacon as hot ns tho middle of Au
gust "Ho declared thot what ho put in thot
bag waj Testaments, candy, an that
Home dod-blastcd heathen thct ho was
goln' to wallup first an' ferglvo nfter
ward, had played a Joko on him. With
his coat off an' sleeves rolled up, thet
deucon wus so convincln' thet the!
parson nnd Ladles' aid believed what
ho told them, an' jes' as soon as ho
had bcon taken back inter thor fold
an' called 'dear brother' agin', ho pick
cd up a fence slat and started ter
look for ther follor what played thor
"I don't blame him for actln' up a
bit," broko in the proprietor. "Who
do yo s'poso it was?"
"Don't know as I kin say exactly."
replied Sam, "but I has my suspicions.
Whon I wus goln' home from thor fair
1 seen Freckles ther deacon's sou,
scootln' along behind n rail fenco.
'Whoro yer goln', Freckles?' says ;.
'Golu' tcr Join ther army, Sam,' says