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Battles With Monsters of the Deep Furnish Perilous Adventure Noted Scientific Expert, Who Also Holds Records as Hunter of Big Fish, Describes Some of His Most Impressive Experiences. r In a life devoted io exploration and deep sea research, Frederick Albert Mitchell Hedges lias gained * numerous world's records for the f capture of giant fish and has added largely to the knowledge of ichthy i ological science. Kducated at Birk j hamstead University t'ollcge. Lon | don. Mr. Hedges' deep sea research work has been carried on chiefly in Central America, the Caribbean Sea and the Pacific Ocean. With Lady Richmond, Brown, who also takes a heroic part In the encounters with sea monsters do scribed in the present series of three articles, he penetrated an unknown portion of the hinterland of Panama in 1922 and 1323, where they discovered a new race of peo ple. Mr. Hedges’ fishing expeditions have enabled him to present large collections of heretofore unrecord ed specimens to the British Mu seum and museums of the Univer sities of Oxford and Cambridge. He is a fellow of the Linnean So ciety. the Zoological Society, the j Royal Geographic Society and the Royal Anthropological Institute. BY F. A. MITCHELL HEDGES. r. L. 8.. F. 2. S.. P. R. G. S.. F. R. A. I. Fascinated by the subject of I life in the remote past, thou sands— probably millions —of years ago, I have . since my school days been given to con juring «p in my mind such visions as that of battles royal between an enor mous fish-lizard (the ichthyosaurus) and a gigantic, long-necked prodigy (the plesiosaurus) with that monstros ity (the pterodactyl), a huge reptile with wings shaped like a bat. but with a spread of 20 to 30 feet, flving ; overhead. The struggle would prob- i ably take place in a swamp, amidst j trees of almost unthinkable height j and beauty. These terrible creatures have van ished with the successive changes on the surface of the earth, but it has for many years been in my mind that in unknown tropical waters and in the depths of the Seven Seas, where more protection has been afforded, there still exist monsters comparably as great as those living in the remote Mesozoic epoch. Jt was over 20 years ago that I commenced my investigations. Since then I have fished many waters in various parts of the world, though chiefly in that part of the Pacific coast from the Gulf of Lower Cali fornia to the Colombian border and in the Caribbean, around Jamaica, Co lombia and Panama. One frequently hears exaggerated tales of great fish. A news report ap pears that Capt. X of the S. S. Z. observed a huge monster playing on The top of the water in (here follows the latitude and longitude), and people smile. From other quarters come tales of the mythical sea serpent and huge fish seen with tusks, and people smile again. When asked if I believe in the exist ence of creatures almost past the im agination in the depths of the ocean my answer is an unqualified "Yes.” My own experiences have only served to corroborate my views that there ex ist in virtually unknown and known waters forms of life which still remain CAKiOtZAN -SfA COLS Os fJexMMA PORTION OF LAND AND WATER TRAVERSED BY MR. HEDGES ON HIS EXPEDITION. much the same as they were millions of years ago. During the Mesozoic period mon sters of fearful aspect and gigantic size, seen neither before nor since, swarmed upon earth. The sea, how ever, abounded with still more amaz ing colossi, and within its depths were horrors beside which the most hideous of nightmares pales into insignificance, and in the fact that today, teeming in tropical waters, are mammoth rays for sea-hats), hrobdingnagian sharks and sawfish, we have living evidence that the fish life of the Mesozoic pe riod still exists in the ocean. ** * * ENABLED to undertake an ambi tious program of two years' deep sea exploration work, I left Avon mouth, England, early in the month of September, 1921, and proceeded di rect to Jamaica. Though the fishing there was slow until after Christmas. I finished tip the year in splendid stvie. About “ miles down the coast from Black River I struck a leopard-ray. It is really most extraordinary the ! fight this fish ran give, and it is necessary to exercise the greatest care in landing him, the long, whip like tail in the male being fitted with a spear, situated about .a foot from the body. This is their weapon of defense, and any one unfortunate enough to have this dagger-like weapon pierce his flesh is almost certain to suffer. The wound becomes inflamed, causing great pain, and in many cases I be lieve the poison produces a species of paralysis. Within an hour of catching the first fish I struck another, which I was also successful in landing. And so, on the first day of the. new year. I re. turned to the spot where I had previ ously caught these two whip-rays. In a short time I landed still another whip-ray of 70 pounds. A quiet period followed, when there came a slow, strong pull. I had en tirely discarded my light rods and i tackle and now used only heavy gear. ] Steadily the line commenced to run through tiie rod rings. I struck hard j and was surprised to find there was j no rush, the fish still proceeding In the same steady, resolute manner. Gradually I applied the brake until the strain must have registered 30 j pounds, with no appreciable result. ; for this extraordinary moving sub stance still continued Its curious mo tion along the bottom of the sea. “Tt’s another ray!” I exclaimed. "But a different species." I was not far off shore, and by ap plying great pressure on the line stepped the fish from heading farther out to sea. Griffiths, my native lisher guide, gradually maneuvered the dug •ut to the beach, where I got out and flayed the fish from the shore, and <gfter about an hour beached one of ihe ugliest brutes I have ever seen. With its dirt} brown hack, dilating nostrils, raised repulsive eyes and a long whip tail, this fish was indeed a hideous object. Its appearance did not belie it. for here indeed was one of the most, terrible forms of death lurking in the ocean. It is armed like its prototype, the leopard or whip ray, with a dagger in the tail, hut this is a much more formidable weapon, fashioned of ivory, about 3 to 12 inches long, ami ser rated down the edge like fishhook fra-rhs. jut pooling into -contact, witi* any object the tail with this project ing dagger flashes around, and, pierc ing the flesh of its victim, produces a deep puncture, into which a most vir ulent poison is transmitted. The ef fect of this poison is that the victim is seized with violent spasms and mus cular contraction, the body arched al most rigidly, the blood turns black and death ensues within three to six min utes. ** * * T-IAVING beached the fish, our diffi * eulty now was how to kill It, which was essential before the hook could be removed from the mouth. A large log of wood thrown up by the sea seemed to offer an opportune weapon. Raising this on high, time and again we struck the reptilian like beast on the head, each time the tail curling over. Ultimately we solved the difficulty hv working a log of wood across the tail, thereby preventing its raising up. ami then with a long knife severed it from the body, together with the poi sonous dagger. I was able in this way to measure it. It weighed 260 pounds. The vitality of this creature was marvelous. After I had performed an autopsy upon it and when completely severed each portion for long after retained considerable signs of life. On another occasion T impaled a large bait upon the hook and cast out with the hope of christening a new' line with a record fish. The rod was placed in the bottom of the boat with the point over the side, and I com menced to fill my pipe, when in the midst of this most necessary opera tion the reel started to revolve. My hope of a peaceful pipe was nipped in the hud. Raising the rod. I gently felt the moving line, and, slowly ap plying the brake, struck. But I might just as well have driven my hook into the bed of the ocean for all the give 1 felt. The run continued. Twirling the screw, T applied tremendous pressure. Suddenly the fish stopped. Then quite unexpectedly came a violent rush that nearly tore me out of my seat. Only a miracle saved the dugout from turn ing turtle. Luckily I was gripping the rod firmly with both hands, other wise it must have disappeared. I shouted to Griffiths to get up Hie mooring stone, and as soon as this left the bottom we shot ahead in the wake of the great fish. Putting every ounce of strain on the line I dared. I now let the hidden monster tow us. That it was something mighty I early realized —something that only a ques tion of time and endurance would finally conquer—and I reconciled my self to a long-drawn-out battle. By now the fish had passed com pletely through the channel and was traveling along the bottom in the shal lower water between the reef and shore, but. quickly changing its tac tics, with a wide circular movement it once again made for the entrance to the open sea. shot through and commenced to travel down the coast, keeping close to the outer side of the reef. Again it changed its tactics, this time straight out toward the main ocean, and it continued steadily in this way for at least three miles. • Any attempt to play this leviathan in the ordinary way was entirely out of the question. All I could do was to keep an equal pressure on the line and guard against a possible rapid doubling, or the other hundred-und one eccentric movements usually em ployed by a hooked fish. ♦* * * T>Y this time we were getting very anxious, not knowing how far out we might be towed. Remembering the strong breeze which invariably start ed up at midday, the outlook was far from promising. I knew that if the fight continued until the sea got up. any chance of landirig a monster of this description in choppy water, with waves breaking over our little boat, was infinitesimal. It wn3 therefore an immense relief when the fish slow ly performed a large semi-circle and commenced to travel toward shore By now nearly two hours must have passed, and Griffiths, detaching the leather belt, round my waist, in the center of which is fashioned a strong pocket for taking the butt of the rod. thus easing some of the strain, fast ened it round his own middle, and relieving me of the rod. carried on the fight, while I sat in the stern steering the dugout in the wake of this seemingly Inexhaustible creature. After the first wild dash it had con tinued working close to the bottom at a moderate pace (totally different from the velocity of the shark), and this now becoming perceptibly slow er. T wa,s reasonably certain by its fighting tactics into what I had struck. “We’re into another huge ray!” I said. “I think it. Backra, him —big sea devii," replied the perspiring Griffiths. Back in toward the reef the fish was still swimming, heading almost straight for the channel wherein I had originally hooked it, and on arriving close once more it stopped. It was exactly as if the line was fixed in the coral. Neither jerking, pumping nor jarring the line would apparently dis lodge the brute. Had it not every now and then moved a foot or two, T should really have believed we were snagged. But as it was it was quite obvious the fish was sulking or rest ing. As a matter of fact, 1 verily believe it was the latter, for after remaining like this for over half an hour it sud denly charged once more, apparently as full of vitality as ever, straight through the opening in the reef into the shallow water shorewards. For a long time up and down, parallel with the shore, slowly hut persistently it swam. Just before its race through the reef channel I had taken over the rod, and now the strain, coupled with “HERE INDEED WAS ONE OF T"L VtDST TERRIBLE FORMS OF DEATH LURKING IN THE OCEAN;* * THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON. D. C., MAY 17. ; 1925- PART 5. •TWO BUI Kr>. INSTEAD OF KILLING THE FISH, SEEMED TO LASH IT INTO FURY. 1 * the blaze of the sun and heat, was al most past human 'endurance. Noth ing hut the continued excitement could have kept me going. ** * * 'T'HEbreeze was now blowing strongly * from the sea. hut fortunately in side the coral barrier we were not af fected by the troubled waters without, but I knew by the wind it was past midday and that we must have been fighting the creature for over four hours. The fish resumed its sulking, hug ging the bottom after every run of 30 to 40 yards. Persistently we manip ulated this strange adversary nearer the shore, where the depth of water beneath us was not more than five feet. gpixty yards away from the boat there was suddenly a tremendous smashing and lashing, creating show ers of spray and a veritable whirlpool. In the midst of the vortex we could see a thin black tail curling spasmod ically. "My , Griffiths, it’s a giant! How on earth we're going to land* it beats me!” “We land him. boss!” cried the thoroughly excited Griffiths. We land him if stay all night.” The fish submerged, but ever* and anon the black tail appeared above the surface—and slowly we were getting closer to the shore. Here, just above the tide mark, where the sea-grape and coeoanut trees grow almost to the water's edge, are about five or six thatched native huts—a little isolated colony of native fishermen, eight or ten- of whom had for some time been watching the fight I have always found the men in this part of the world splendid fellows and I knew I could count on their assist ance. It was well past 2 o’clock before I finally worked the fish, an Immense ray, up on the sand close to the heach. The great hulk appeared almost life less, being thoroughly played out. and. having landed from the boat, I was thankful myself to squat down and rest, meanwhile keeping the line taut. If only there had been a big rise and fall of tide, as in the Pacific, it would have been a simple matter to have left it until the ebb. but here, varying only a few inches, the sea remains at the same level year in and year out. T dared not attempt myself—or let others try- —to drag the fish up on the beach, owing to the deadly, poisonous dagger in the tail. How I cursed the fact that I had left my automatic behind! However, two or three of the natives volun teered to go to Black River in their dugouts and fetch it. Hoisting their curious little sail, with the strong sea breeze behind them, they passed out of the channel and rapidly scurried across the rough surface to the vil lage But it whs an entirely different story on the return. With the wind dead in their teeth, it entailed pad dling back virtually the whole dis tance. I sat on the heach. awaiting them. It was an hour and three-quarters be fore they finally arrived. With the automatic I fired six shots through the brute’s head, and then, with an ever-wary eye on the tail, we all waded in. fastened a rope through tho nostril-like apertures, and with a jf ~ T | "Heave-ho! All together'.’^"were to drag it ashore. ,? It was a remarkable fish of the leopard or whip-ray species, the back j being covered with white spots. This j really awe-inspiring brute measured 7 feet 6 inches across the wings, 6 feet 9 inches from head to base of tail, the whip tail from base to tip being 9 feet i! inches, so the total length from tip of head to tip of tail was 16 feet 3 inches. Its weight was 410 pounds. This by a long way broke all my pre vious records of weight captured op rod and line. Both Griffiths and 1 were now suf fering from the tremendous reaction following hours of fighting. Our strength was at such a low ebb tliat it was impossible for us to paddle back to Black River. The native fishermen hereupon came to our assistance, and while we sailed in one of their large dugouts our little boat was brought home. ** * * r FIIE following day L was so stiff and A ft was so painful to move around the room that I had perforce to re main indoors. J realize that it is very difficult to ; give an adequate description of what | a fight with sueh a great fish is really | like. It has to he actually experi | onoed before the amount of physical : endurance necessary to stand a strain j like this, lasting several hours, ran lie j appreciated, especially in a tropical j climate. All those who have partiri i rated in athletics on a very hot day will have some small idea how the blazing sun and heat of the tropirs tell on the human frame when it is subjected to such inordinate exertion., ■When eventually leaving the West Indies we reached Balboa at the Pa-' rifle end of the Panama Canal, I had made for myself the strangest con signment of fishing tackle ever see.n. The big shark hooks I had designed, i with their chains, weighed 14 pounds j each, ifhad the barb on all these hooks fifed to the keenness of a razor's edge. The mouths of all great fish are like, iron, and with an ordinary hook there is an exceedingly doubtful chance of penetration. It would be difficult to draw a pen picture of uhat the men looked likb walking to the yacht, loaded down with the weight of these large hooks and chains, to be followed by more, car rying big coils of the 3,000 yards of I inanila rope T intended to us** for my lines. The order for this tackle al most paralyzed the employes at the Balboa docks. They thought I had lost my reason. At Colon we had obtained a 20-totv cruiser yacht, the Cara, and this I j hud put into thorough order. The deck i was cleared of any impediment that might obstruct rapid movement, my guns overhauled, and an ample sup ply of ammunition put on board. I now felt ready to give battle to the giant fish of the Pacific. Proceeding out to Taboga Island, off the Canal Zone, at the rooky point farthest from the village, I got ready to put my theories to the test. Tak ing one of the 14-pound hooks, I im paled an entire half-side of sand shark which we had previously caught upon it. attaching it with its chain to H»o yards of half-inch manila rope. I did the witne with a second piece, each of which weighed about 75 pounds. ** * * i THE dinghy was brought alongside j * ihe bow. and Robbie, the colored I engineer of the former owner of the I yacht, and I lowered one of the baits i down. He then rowed away from the i side of the yacht and cast it over, re peating the operation with the second. 1 had now my lines out on either side of the boat, and there was nothing to be done hut sit down and wait for whal might happen. I I was keyed up to a pitch of the j greatest excitement, for surely. I ar- I gued. the size, if nothing else, of the . great lump I had fixed to the hook 'would attract something. Lady Brown 'and Robbie did not seem to think much J of my idea of super hooks and halts. “How much longer are you going to J sit there boiling in the sun?” at length ! demanded Brown, for the heat ; was so terrific that the varnish on the i deck was all coming up in blisters, j while any metal exposed to the full rays, of the sun was so hot that it j could not be touched, j I began to wonder if these mighty fish really Mould feed on a dead bait on the bottom. I was drowsing, con juring up all sorts of visions of Juras sic monsters, when I seemed to see one of my big lines move. I quickly came to life. Yes, sure enough the slack was commencing to leave the deck—slowly, but ever faster. "A fish!” I roared. “A fish!” Up jumped a Panaman whom we j had brought with us and Robbie as if j they had been shot, while a scramble from the back of the boat told me that Lady Brown also had now been shaken from peaceful slumbers. |The line was fast running out, gain ing in speed every second. What to do I had no knowledge. I knew that I to attempt to strike and hold it with j our strength would be absolutely ridlc ; ulous —we should probably be whipped ~ff the deck and into the sea like i wind-blown straws. Robbie wajs. about to catch hold.ot it, but I shouted to him to let it alone. "With a jerk and almost a thud it tightened on the capstan. One could hear the half-inch Manila rope creak under the strain. Slowly the yacht Personality Helps Rumania’s Queen To “Sell” Her Kingdom’s Demands BY A LADY OK THE RUMANIAN COURT. Perhaps it is just as well for the United States that reasons of state oblige the "Lady Ta'.r levrand" of the Balkans to de lay her long anticipated visit to Washington. It is a bit troublesome, the world -in which she lives just now, what with King Boris furnishing a target for Communistic bullets and the Soviets snarling and snapping around the edges of Bessarabia. * It won’t be this year, hut sooner or later Queen Marie of Rumania will betake herself to New York, and Americans will for the first time meet a queen who knows her business. Her majesty is so exceptionally handsome and so affably democratic in her manner that she disarms sus picion. But ask any of the trained diplomats of Europe who is the shrewdest schemer around the polit ical chessboard and he will confide that there is a female Machiavelli in Rumania who can give them all cards and spades. Not so long ago she made a sort of disguised royal progress through Europe seeking sons-in-law —that is, husbands for her beautiful daughters and loans for her beloved Rumanians. And the press of every country she visited warned its statesmen to be ware of her beguiling charm. True, she did not make off with any prizes that trip; at least no one loaned her any millions, nor did the Prince of Wales fall into the arms of her mar riageable child. But who knows how many loans she extended or what se cret understandings she reached? In England they admitted she triumphed in a difficult situation. It is no secret that Queen Mary did not like her style and thoroughly dis trusted her arts. Yet she, too, suc cumbed. or at least seemed to. When the prince heard that his mother and tiie "angel without wings" from Ru mania were chumming around he ex claimed : “My hat! I Wonder how long they will get on.” They did get on. right through the weeks Marie spent in England, even though at the state ball the gowns of the two queens clashed and Mary was seen to eye dubiously the bizarre jeweled cross that hung to Marie's shapely waist and the Russian crown which rested on the gleaming gold of her hair. ** * * THERE was a reason. Queen Mary A is determined to marry the Prince of Wales respectably at any cost, and —who knows but that bis fickle fancy might fall on the beautiful little daughter of Rumania's beautiful queen? No one denies that the Queen of England is a wise woman. One is inclined to think that all the stories of this dazzling and beautiful Queon Marie have been told, but chance has taken tne to Rumania and into the court life at Bucharest quite frequently, and I learned things about her there that I have never seen printed anywhere. And it is upon the intimate and informal little in cidents of my association with her that my conception of this extraor dinary woman is based. I wonder if it is generally known, for instance, that at one time the King of Rumania, weary of Marie’s flirtations, threatened her with vir tual banishment from the throne? Her response to this threat indicates that, even then, she was at heart the con summate diplomat the world later dis covered her to he. What do you think Queen Marie did at this crisis of her life? Weep? No. Storm? Certainly not. No, her majesty robed herself in all the bar baric glory of Rumanian costume, placed her royal crown on her golden head and with that sunny hair flow ing unbound down her back she went to the King’s chamber and knelt peni tently at his feet. Os course, his majesty could not resist her appeal. Who could? So he reached down and drew her into his arms . . . But a man can embrace while he does not forgive. Though held cap tive by her beauty, the King robbed her of many prerogatives that she had enjoyed and pushed her as far as pos sible into the background, even going to the length of giving the control of her children to a governess. With the serene patience of the very j clever woman. Marie endured these i slights and awaited the hour of her [ revenge! ' ' The i?oy.r ■ PlTlrtfc.. during vr?U_ rode ahead. The anchor chain at the bow tightened. "Haul up the anchor—quick!" I cried, and up it- came. Freed from this, the yacht was now being tow*ed. i; i v : QUEEN MARIE. THE “I.ADT TAI.I.EYRAND OR THE BALKANS." It happened one night while the King's subjects milled around outside his castle walls. His majesty had been accused of holding pro-German views and the rabble roared hoarsely: “We wont war!” Interest in Booth Relics (Continued from First Page.) Surratt tavern at Surrattsville be cause of the condition of his leg. Booth's pistols. These are not iden tified. but it is believed that of the four on hand Booth and Herold car ried at least two. One of the pistols can he identified as Payne’s, because the rod beneath the barrel, used to ram balls into the chamber, was broken when Payne struck Frederick Seward over the head, fracturing his | skull. The pistols are about 13 Vi inches long and are inclosed In black leather scabbards. Booth’s compass. This is contained in a smooth red leather box about 2Vi inches square, the top of which is se cured by a metal catch. The compass is round and incased in brass. At the top. of course, is the customary glass. On the face of the compass is an eagle with outstretched wings. The needle is slender and of sensitive blue steel. It is balanced on a pivot from below. The Inside of the box is lined with red plush, on which are seven tell tale drops of tallow candle. These signs mutely relate the story of how Booth and Herold obscured the can dle under the desperado’s black slouch hat, got the direction and crossed the Potomac at dead of night in a small boat. The compass is alleged to have been found hidden in Booth’s hat, but the hat has disappeared, if it was ever found. Other authorities say Booth was wearing a cap when he was killed. The cap is likewise gone. Boston Corbett's carbine. This is the same as the Booth carbine ex fpt thdt" IT tuts no shoulder strap,' bears* a- different number •of the I was in the meantime pulling the other big line in as hard as I could. “It's one of them!” I cried. “One of the giants I’ve always dreamt I’d land. Whether we'll succeed with this one I don't know, but if we do, mark my words, it'll be the greatest fish I've ever captured!" ** * * now all four seized the rope and ” hauled on the moving bulk be neath the surface. We were com pletely helpless so far as endeavoring to check its progress was concerned, so there was nothing to be done until it bad become exhausted. Slowly it circled, the yacht follow ing. we hauling on the rope the whole time. At last we were glad to find that with our joint strength we were able to commence to work the fish nearer the yacht. By strenuous ef forts yard after yard of the line was regained. We now gave the rope a turn around the capstan, while Robbie fetched the rifle, so that all might be in readiness to give the coup de grace when —as \ye hoped—it was finally brought alongside the yacht. Persistently we worked it closer and closer, until at last slowly to the surface the great brute came alongside. The steel hook had been driven com pletely through, behind the lower jaw, with no danger of ever coming out until cut. What a mouth! Rapidly I fired two bullets through the base of the head. But it had quite the opposite effect to what I had hoped. Instead of killing the' fish, it seemed to lash it into a fury. The three others had let go the line simultaneously with my firing, and with immense speed off again it rushed. The vitality of this fish was simply astounding. It took us fairly half an hour before it was again- worked up to the yacht. I could see it was al most dead, but to make certain smashed another expanding bullet through it. Then there it lay, fleebly flapping itH tail. Fastening the line tight, we left it, and all rested for a quarter of an hour. Now came the question of what on earth we were going to do with it. I was determined to perform an autopsy, as I was most anxious to obtain all the knowledge and data I could of these greater inhabitants of the sea. Fifty yards off the beach we dropped the yacht's anchor, and. unfastening the rope from the captain, allowed the fish to sink to the bottom, and, taking the reverse end of the line to that hitched around the tali, rowed ashore in the dinghy with it. Then all to gether we pulled the fish in until it reached shallow water. It was virtu ally high tide, and in this part of the world the Pacific Ocean has a rise and fall of a mean average of 16 feet every Queen Mar*e stepped out on the bal cony and answered them: “Vou want war. So do I. And we will have war—in half an hour. I promise you!” Then like an avenging goddess she same series, and is stamped deeper and more plainly near the breech with the name of the manufacturer and the place of manufacture and date of patent. Miscellaneous articles include the following; The pick (without handle), which was found in the possession-of Lewis Payne when he was arrested.' at the Surratt home in Washington; a cipher box supposed to have been seized at the office of Judah P. Ben- I jamin. Confederate Secretary of State, at Richmond, and with which Booth is said to have been familiar: a long wooden bar used to, fasten the door to the boxes from the in side. preventing ingress from the audience: a long rope, said to have been obtained to use in the abduction of Mr. Lincoln in March; Mrs. Lin coln’s opera glass case, picked up in the box; a small white-handled hunting knife discovered in the room of the conspirators at the Kirkwood House, where the Vice President, ac cording to Stewart s book, lay on the bed in a dingy little room? a pane of window glass sent from Meadvllle, Pa., containing a prophecy, scratched with a diamond, of the death by poison of Mr. Lincoln, and several knives in scabbards, the property of the conspirators. Among other articles which are missing are Booth’s pipe, which no doubt disappeared with one of the cavalryman captors, and his crude wooden crutch, about which so much is heard as he fought his way through swamp and over hill and dale to tiie litter bewilderment of a pursuing tffbb ~ off TOO detectives and 2,00<j troops. - _ 12 hours, so that all I had tr> do was possess my soul in patience until th» ebb, which would leave the monster high and dry. Slowly the tide receded, but it was over two hours before we were able to get a full view of our quarry, it proved to be a shovel-nose shark, far and away larger than any I had yet seen or expected to see. It measured 14 feet 9 Inches in length, 11 feet .1 inches in girth, the circumference or the jaws being 5 feet 4 inches, it weighed 1.460 pounds. (Copyright, 1920.> Report on Criminals. than one-third of the prisoner in the Texas Penitentiary are mentally normal and only 11 per cent axe free from obvious physical disease or defect. These facts are reported by the national committee for mental hs’giene following a. survey of rondi tions in the penal institutions of Texas made at the request of the State. The committee urges a medical and psychiatric clinic for study and treat ment of offenders, better hospital facilities . and a training school. It also urges that prisoners be given in determinate sentences so that thev may be released when they are re habilitated and are judged ready to become useful members of society. "Psychiatry,” says the committee, “does not subscribe to half-baked theories of pseudo-scientists like those who recently ascribed all crime to ‘emotional insanity,' which has its seat in the brain, which is inherited and incurable and can only be pre vented by sterilization. Neither does it subscribe to the maudlin sentimen talism which would have no one locked up or punished. The psy chiatrist does maintain that the mental and physical condition of the prisoner has a great deal to do with his conduct ami that an effort must be made to understand his mind and personality before sound correctional treatment can be administered. "Experts who have studied the penal situation believe that construe ■ tive criminology has reached such ;• knowledge of the criminal and his re habilitation that we may safely and wisely make investments in buildings, apparatus and personnel. Additional expense in the interests of Crime pre vention 'is true econdmy in the long run.” The committee's report says that the majority of the Texas prisoners • are under 30 years of age and that - much can he done to remold the l personalities of young offenders into ■ socially acceptable forms. swept straight into the presence of the King. “Declare war on the allied side in half an hour or I will proclaim a rev olution with my son as king," was he. inexorable ultimatum. ** * * 'THAT the King replied Queen Marie did not tell me. But it is history that within the half hour Ru mania had declared war on Germany No wonder that Von Bulow himself once declared: "She is so damned clever in diplo macy tlrat I am afraid she will upset otir plans Her good looks and her brains will do for tis." And Von Bulow is by no means the only diplomat who feared the Ru manian charmer. There are many other members of foreign diplomatic circles who feel distinctly nervous when they see her lovely face. For not a few of them have all too vivid memories of wonderful moonlit nights in the Carpathians and on the banks of the silvery Danube, of fountains splashing softly, of the songs of night ingales, of the clash of weird Tzigane music and a soft voice coaxing from them secrets they would wish had been left untold. But in her own Rumania they love and trust her. In their history she will live as the Teacher Queen —the teacher who practiced what she preached. They love her, too. because she shares their love of gambling. Often she has told me that of all the e\ citements of her life the greatest thrill is the one that comes when she takes a flutter with a horse. She herself is a splendid horsewoman. She drives a horse as well as she does a car, and rides like a Diana. And at the same time per omelet would nor disgrace the chef at the Ritz. I know, because I've eaten them. For a royal personage she is very dose to her subjects. It is not diffi cult to obtain an audience with her. Indeed, a large portion of her time, as well as King Ferdinand’s, is de voted to receiving not only visitors hut any one else with proper creder tials, for it is the custom of the kings and queens of Rumania to give then subjects advice on all sorts of matters The queen told me how one old lady from the country made the arduous journey to Bucharest to ask her what she should feed her chickens. The old lady explained simply that she had heard that her majesty was good at raising poultry and preparing them for the table. Ts the ghost of old Bismarck hap pened to he hovering around the pal ace that day his historic scowl must have grown deeper and blacker. For it was Bismarck who once said “That damned little golden-haired girl will cook our goose in the Bal kans.” And Queen Marie did just that. Radio for Miners. EXPERIMENTAL, work designed to test the availability of radio as a means of communication between miners entombed following mine fires and disasters and rescuing parties on tlie surface, conducted by the De partment of the Interior at the Pitts burgh experiment station of the Bu reau of Mines: Indicates that ordinary radlo apparatus would not be practi cable for the purpose, says the Sci entific American. There is some promise, however, in the application of “wired wireless," or line radio, which under mine conditions means transmission along metallic conduct ors such as water pipes, compressed air pipes, power and lighting circuits and mine car tracks, and the use of ground-current methods of signaling. Because of the higher conductivity and resultant attenuation of the high frequency radio waves in penetrating the earth, relatively high pow-er equip ment, which means hulk and weight, would be required for mine rescue purposes. For reliable communica tion by pure radio over distances of even 1.000 to 2,000 feet through : strata, transmitting equipment with lan Input of from 50 to 200 watts or I more, and used in conjunction with » sensitive receiver, would be required Such equipment would he much too bulky, heavy and complicated to ful fill the requirements for practical mine apparatus. Sounded That Way. 1 ' "Smith t- wrapped up in hi* auto.” “When did the accidetN ha*r#en? '