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The Catoctin clarion.
The Cases of Alice Clement
True Stories of the World’s Greatest Woman Sleuth
as Told by Herself to Courtney Riley Cooper
pi 3- - . ..i.
A Game of Hearts
1 '' (Copyright, by W. Q. Chapman.) “
—-—•HE divorce grist is still grmu-
Ting on,” I remarked as my
glance traveled over the
shoulder of the man ahead
.^of me and saw by the paper
WJC he held that eighty separa-
M U J Uons had been achieved in
one day of court. Miss Cle
ment and myself were on a Havluia
train, bound for the concert, and were
hurrying through Evanston. It cer
tainly gets me how anyone stays mar
ried nowadays,” I continued. But
then, if people can't gel along togeth
er. it’s the best thing for them to get
along away from each other.'
“Yes,” Miss Clement assented
rather seriously. “But the trouble is
that most persons don't have a chance
to get along. Somebody Is always
mixing In, getting one or the other so
wrought up about nothing that they
finally get to thinking that there Isn t
any possibility of happiness. I ought
to know,” she added and then there
came that glint Into her eyes which
always foreshadows one of tier expei
lences. “I’ve patched up more than
une divorce case when It looked help
less. And I’ve found this out: That
half the time It isn’t the fault of tUo
man or the woman. They’d get along
all right If other people would leave
them alone. It Isn’t always the fault
af the mother-in-law, although, good
ness knows, no matter how kind they
may tiy to be. they can cause more
trouble than a regiment of Infantry.
But there’s always somebody or a
bunch of somebodies to cause trouble
when It Isn’t any of thf-ir business.”
The train stopped for a minute, then
hurried on again. And with Its start
began Miss Clement’s story.
“I've handled many a divorce case
In my detective existence.” she said,
and then added with a little laugh,
‘and many times have 1 played some
little trick that brought a man and a
woman together again. It’s queer, too,
but just when you mentioned it, I
was thinking of another time when 1
traveled on a train, with Cupid in my
suitcase, and dissentlon bumping
along behind on the ties, where the
roadway was hardest. Of course, It
wasn't what I had been paid to do —
but then when everything was over.
I felt a lot better than If 1 had fol
lowed orders, and I guess two other
persons did, too.
“1 wouldn’t tell their real names,
even to you, and just for the sake of
reference we’ll call them Mr. and Mrs.
Douglas. The beginning was a coin
cidence.
"One morning I received a note, ask
ing me to call at the office of Mr.
Douglas. I went there, to find a rather
young man, whose face seemed tired
and worried. His office was not a big
one, or a spacious one. 1 could seo
that whatever he had was gained
through mighty hard work. And he
had a story to tell.
‘“Miss Clement,' he began, T want
you to get evidence for me In regard
to a divorce case. Mrs. Douglas and
1 were married about two years ago,
She’s a pretty little girl—pretty
enough to be dangerous—and I am
acting on the advice of my friends In
coming to a detective.’
“1 made no answer to that. If 1 had
It would have been to say something
about those lovable friends, for 1 had
seen their work before. 1 allowed him
to go on.
“ ’For the first year we got along
fairly well on what we had, and then
Mrs. Douglas took a notion she wanted
to earn a little home of her own. I
was willing to do anything that could
be done and 1 started to work with
all ray might. But getting ahead is a
hard business. We had enough to
make the first payment, but after that,
things were harder. And I’ve been
working my head off night and day to
try to get ahead. It Isn't that which
hurts, Miss Clement. But It seems
the harder I work the less Mrs. Doug
glas thinks of me, She acts queerly
toward me as thought she doesn’t love
me any more. 1 have not been having
very good luck with my business, but
1 have been doing my best and my
friends have seen that and they have
pointed out to me the truth of every
thing. Mrs. Douglas never has cared
for me, from what I can understand.
She married me thinking there were
great possibilities in me, and then
when things went hard she Just de
termined that she would get as much
out of me as she could and then throw
me over. Everything Is hers, you see.
The house is in her name and all that,
and she’s Just trying to squeeze me
for every cent she can. And I’m not
going to let her. That’s all.’
“I made no remarks on the situa
tion. Instead, I promised that 1 would
let him know In a day or two whether
or not I could find away to prove his
assertions. Then 1 went back to the
office.
"And there on the desk was a dain
ty little envelope, addressed In a
feminine hand. I opened It and with
my eyes staring, and read:
‘“Dear Miss Clement:
“‘I have been referred to you as
someone who can assist me In obtain
ing evidence upon which to base a di
vorce suit against my husband. Will
you kindly call at your convenience?
“Mrs. Jeanette Douglas.”
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“So, just as 1 tbougnt, mere were
two sides to the question. I knew that
It was not professional In the
strict sense of the word to serve
two clients In the same case, but there
was something forming in my brain
that would lake away all the possibili
ty of an infraction of ethics. I would
hear what she had to say, anyway.
And I went out to the house.
“A pretty little woman met me; she
was little more than a girl and had
she not told me her name when she
came to the door I would hardly have
believed she was more than 17 years
old. There was worry on her face,
too, as she led me within, and I could
see that she had been crying.
" ‘You asked me to come see you
in regard to a divorce,’ I began.
“ ‘Yes,’ she answered slowly, and I
could see that her heart was sore. T
have determined to get a divorce from
Brent. We were married two years
ago. A year ago we decided to get
tliis little house, and then, under the
pretext of making more money to put
Into it, he began staying away from
home. At first I believed he was
working, but the advance In the
money be has been making does not
show It. At least, Mama, who has
lived with us ever since we were mar
ried, Just came to me and told me the
truth. It just hurt her heart so to
see how I was being treated that she
had to do It. She showed me how
Brent must be making a lot more
money than he had been turning In,
and certainly If he has—what on
earth has he been doing with It?’
“ 'You suspect another woman,
then?’ 1 asked.
“ ‘1 certainly do,’ she answered with
a snap, ‘and so does Mama.'
‘‘l could have known that last with
out her telling me. I was beginning
to see through a few things. Mama
on one side, friends on the other. Both
mixing their opinions In where they
had no right. The poor little couple
hadn't even had a chance to become
good comrades. And, as 1 left the
house, I resolved that for once In my
life I was going to serve two clients
In the same case, and for their bene
fit.
“The next afternoon 1 went to Mr.
Douglas’ office. I carried with me a
ticket on one of the fastest trains out
of Chicago, and a stateroom reserva
tion. I handed them both to him.
“ ‘I am sorry that I cannot give you
any information as to what the pur
pose of this is—except to tell you It
will show you the standing of your
wife toward >ou. You are to take this
train tomorrow afternoon and stay In
the smoking compartment until after
we pass Joliet. Then you are to go
to your stateroom and remain there.
Will you take my orders?’
'“Certainly,' he answered, ‘but I
can't understand ’
“'I am doing the detective work In
this case,’ 1 answered him. ‘You de
sired some evidence. 1 am going to
get it if you will let me have my way.
If not— I give up the case very cheer
fully.’
"lie held up a restraining hand.
“ ‘i’ll obey your orders,’ he an
swered with a little smile.:
’’ ’Very well,’ I said as I left the
office. ’Say nothing of this to your
wife and do not even tell her that you
are going out of town. You will hear
from me at St. Louis or sooner. Good
day.’
“I left him then and hurried for a
car which would take me to the home
of Mrs. Douglas. Her mother met mo
at the door.
“ ‘ls it anything regarding the case?’
she asked, and 1 thought I detected a
bit of eagerness In her tone. Poor
soul, she believed she was doing right
In separating a husband and wife. I
don't believe there was ever a mother
who didn’t believe that she was work
ing for the best. But she just didn't
realize that she was a bit selfish In
her love for her daughter and that the
ties of marriage had given someone
else another claim also.
“ ‘Yes,’ 1 answered her, ‘lt Is about
the case. I want to see Mrs. Douglas
personally.’
“Ten minutes later I was alone
with the little girl. I took from my
pocket a railroad ticket and a state
room reservation.
‘‘’Here,’ 1 said, T have found the
way to get some evidence as regards
your husband. The moment he leaves
the house tomorrow morning, hurry
for a train and go to Joliet. Then, In
the afternoon, take the flyer and go
right to your stateroom. 1 want no
one on the train to see you, If possible.
Do you understand?’
“ ’No,' she answered frankly.
“ ‘You will later,’ I told her. T will
see that you have more information by
the time you roach St. Louis. Now, 1
believe you will do as you say.’
’’ ‘I will,’ she coincided, and I left
her to go to my apartment, snuggle
my little kiddie up against my breast,
and spend more than one hour In plan
ning ahead and smiling to myself.
“'What’s the matter, Mama?’ Baby
asked me. ‘What do you see that’s
funny?’
“’A lot of things, Honey,' I mur
mured, ‘just a whole lot of things.’
“The next afternoon at 5 o’clock, I
boarded the train for St. Louis and as
1 walked past the smoking compart-
mont of the Pullman I took a peek
within. Then I smiled. A man was
within, smoking and apparently nerv
ous. At least a part of my scheme
had worked. One by one the people
entered, until every berth was full. I
chanced to take a peek within the
stateroom —Just an accidental opening
of tne door, you know —and laughed to
myself as I saw that the porter had
done the work I had bribed him to
do. There was a grin on his black
face when I passed him In the pas
sageway and he bowed bis bead.
" ‘Ah’s done got everything ar
ranged,’ he said.
"‘Shh-h-h!’ I warned him hastily.
We were near the smoking compart
ment.
“For an hour nothing happened. My
seat was near the smoker end of the
car and my eyes were continually on
the passageway, for I was fearful that
he would tire of his Job of staying
within the compartment. But he
obeyed my orders.
“‘Joliet!’ called the porter and 1
felt something creepy begin to spring
up within me. Now was to be the be
ginning of the working out of my plan.
I beard a feminine voice outside and
then the voice of the porter.
‘“All'll done bring de grip In a min
ute; yo’ state room’s right straight
gown de aisle.’
“1 turned my head to the window
so that she would not notice me. Then,
when she bad passed, I hurriedly
turned and watched. I saw her open
the door of the stateroom, start back
down the aisle and then Jump back
again. She had caught sight of her
husband issuing from the passageway.
He had not seen her.
"He came straight on down the aisle,
neither looking to the right nor to the
left and headed for the stateroom
door. 1 didn't tell you that I had got
ten the tickets for the same state
room, did I?” Miss Clement asked
with that noncomparable, mischievous
little smile of hers. “Well, 1 did. That
was a part of my little game, and let
me tell you, as I watched Mr. Douglas
going down the aisle toward the door,
my heart was thumping mighty hard,
and I was wondering what he would
say when he got In there, found bis
wife and everything else 1 had ar
ranged for him. The temptation was
strong within me to follow him, and
I did. It was not a second after he
had opened the door and closed It be
hind him that I was standing by the
little window In the passageway,
where by leaning close, I could hear
what went on within. The curtain
shielded me from the rest of the car.
1 knew I had no one to fear except the
porter, and I had paid him enough
money and told him enough of the
situation to make him my ally,
“For a second there was a deep
silence from within the room. I knew
Just what was happening. They were
standing there, staring at each other,
looking at the decorations on the
walls, at the signs I had arranged
there, wondering what it all meant
and what on earth I had been up to.
At least, In my guilty little way, I felt
that they were suspecting me. I was
hoping though, for the sake of the
scheme that 1 had fostered, that they
were not. At last came a voice.
“ ‘Jeannette.’
" ‘Well?’ answered the voice of the
woman. ‘I don't see what right you
have lu here.’
” ‘I might say the same thing in re
gard to you. But I assure you 1 have
no desire to Intrude. I shall go Into
the smoker until we reach the next
town and then get off the train.’
'“Very well,’ answered Mrs. Douglas
in a matter of fact way. Then came
the voice of the husband. I could feel
pique in it. He felt that In some way
he had blundered and that the best way
to do would be to stir up some kind of
a quarrel that be might leave the
train. And Mrs. Douglas, In the light
of the fact that she was there to find
evidence against her husband, felt the
same way. Yet neither of them knew
exactly what to do. If the husband
left the train, Mrs, Douglas was sure
that the evidence she sought was lost.
On his side, Mr. Douglas believed lu
some vague way that I had known
Mrs. Douglas was to be on the train
and that I had arranged some kind of
a trap for her, which he had bungled.
And so he hesitated by the door.
“ ‘Might I ask,’ he demanded, ’what
you are doing In a stateroom with
white ribbons bung all around, with
rice and old shoes on the floor and
with signs proclaiming the fact that
someone has Just been married?’
“ ‘You said you had a ticket for this
stateroom and so I can ask you the
same question,’ came the voice of the
wife. ‘Perhaps you’ve turned bigam
ist.’
“I didn’t like the sting in those
words and a fear began to creep up
within me. I was wondering whether
or not my little plan was going to fall.
There was silence a moment and
then;
“ Tt Is true I did have a ticket for
this stateroom, but I assure you I
know nothing of the newly-wed decora
tions. It may be there has been some
mistake. If you’ll allow me, I’ll And
out for you and see that you are put
In your proper stateroom before I
leave the train.’
” ‘That Is very kind of you,’ she
said somewhat coldly. I heard him
turn the key of the door and open It.
Then I pulled a string that I had paid
more good money to the porter to
conceal. An outpouring of rice fell
upon the shoulders of Brent Douglas
as he walked from the stateroom door.
His wife was behind and she got It,
too. For a moment, they stared lu
consternation then anger flared In the
faces of both of them as they looked
at the laughing passengers. Mr.
Douglas reached to a window and
pushed the button for a porter vicious
ly-
“I Have Had Faith Enough In F oth of You to Go to T hle p vnense.”
" 'What do you mean by giving us
this stateroom?’ he demanded.
“ ‘Cause hit’s yours, that’s why,’ the
negro answered with a grin.
" ‘Mine—ours?’ They both spoke at
once. 'Why, we've been married for
two years.’
“There came a laugh from the car
and Douglas and his wife swept an
angry glance around. They saw that
po one believed them. Their faces grew
redder than ever.
“ 'What names was this stateroom
taken out In?’ Brent asked.
" 'Mr. and Mrs. Douglas,’ the porter
answered. ‘That’s you, ain’t it?'
’“Yes, they admitted dazedly. 'But
there’s a mistake somewhere —there's
got to be a mistake.’
" ‘No, they alut,' the porter an
swered.
“For Just a minute they both stood
there as angry as they could be. Then,
little by little, the humor of the situa
tion began to break In on them. I
don’t know what It Is, hut there is
something about weddings and honey
moons that gets into the heart of
everyone. And even Mr. and Mrs.
Douglas, much as they believed they
wanted to be separated from each
other, were affected. I saw Mr. Doug
las smile a bit —and his wife smiled
too. Then he turned to her.
" ‘Well, Jeanette,' he said, ’I don't
think there's anything for us to do
until the train stops the next time, and
then w© can get off. I guess we've
got to be honeymooners until then.'
“She laughed a hit. She looked at
him, and he looked at her. 1 could
see that In their minds there was
flooding forth the memories of another
time in the past when there had been
white ribbons and old shoes and rice
—and happiness. And 1 knew that
sooner or later, left to themselves,
those memories would overwhelm the
things that had come between them In
tilt) last two years—the gradual break
ing away, th© Influence of friends and
of the mother-ln-law. I listened to
them as they went hack Into the state
room and I waited for them to speak.
“ ‘Maybe we'd better take this stuff
down; what do you think?’ Brent
asked after a pause. 'No, I don’t think
so. after all. What do you suppose
this means, Jeanette?'
“ T guess It just means that there
were two staterooms reserved on two
trains for two Mr. and Mrs. Dou
glases,' she said, and the friends of
the other couple became mixed up and
decorated tho wrong place. Either
that or ’
" ‘But how could that be. when I
didn’t know you were going to get on
the train and when you didn’t know I
was going to be on the train T' Brent
asked suddenly. ‘By the way, might
I enquire where you were going?’
" ’Certainly, I was going down to
St, Louis—to see my aunt there.’
‘“Didn’t know you had an aunt.’
‘“Didn’t you? Might I ask where
you were going?’
“ ‘I ’ Brent hesitated, T 1 was
going down to St. Louis on some busi
ness.’
*oh,’ said Jeanette, T didn’t know
you had any business.’
"Then there was a long, long
silence, In which I knew that each was
studying the other, that each was won
dering what other one was up to. I
worried then for that was the crucial
moment. If suspicion was stronger
than memories, then my plan had
failed. But if the environment of the
stateroom, the fact that everybody In
the ear took them to be a young mar
ried couple, if all these things could
work harder than the new things
which had been born In the minds —
and which I had forgotten to foresee
at all—then ray plan would work. And
minute after minute I waited there,
while from within there came only
silence.
“ ’Brent, tell me,’ came at last in
the voice of the wife, ‘were you really
going to St. Louis on business —or was
It something else?
“He waited a moment nefore be re
plied.
“ ’No, I wasn’t.’ he said. T was go
ing down there for something 1 can
not toll you about, but something I
want you to know was not dishonor
able nor unfaithful. Somehow or other,
Jeanette, since I’ve been sitting hero
looking at you, and thinking—well,
thinking about another time when you
and I were like this —well, I’ve
up my mind to try something again
and to see If oh, I can't tell you
what It la, but ’
“ ‘Do you mean ’ she began, and
stopped. I could Imagine the look on
her face.
“ ’1 cannot tell you what 1 mean,’ he
answered. ‘Only I have had my rea
sons for believing It a long, long time.
And now ’
*’ ‘Oh,’ she said, half to herself. Then
came that which I was waiting for.
She attempted to change the subject.
She believed that she had almost trod
on dangerous ground, that he had al
most confessed to her that he really
did care for another woman, and It
hurt. ‘That ribbon is pretty, isn't it?’
she asked. ‘Something like the one
that Mary tied on our suitcase the
night we were married.’
“ 'Yes,' he answered—l thought 1
detected a little catch in his voice—
’lt is, isn't It?’
“ ‘Didn't they have fun with us,
though?’
“Then there came a silence that was
longer than ever. Waiting outside,
trembling lu the anticipation of the
working out of ray plans, I believe I
prayed a little that one or the other
would find away of telling what was
In their minds, that they would have
It out and then settle things forever.
But no word came from within; they
perhaps were sitting there, thinking
sadly of the happy days of the past.
Inwardly blaming each other for the
fact that those happy days were ap
parently over, and sure, each of them,
that the other was to blame. I stood
It as long ns I could, and then —well,
then I walked to the door of the state
room. found that the catch turned, and
walked within. They started at the
sight of mo. Their faces seemed to
grow pale.
‘•‘You!’ they both gasped. 'You
planned this?’
“ ‘Yes,’ I answered, T planned It. Mr.
Douglas, I was hired by your wife to
get divorce evidence on you. Mrs.
Douglas, I was hired by your husband
to get the same thing on you. Don’t
answer me. 1 have a few things to
say that I want to get off ray mind. I
know that right now you are thinking
that I tricked both of you some way.
I did. I tricked you Into a situation
where you could see yourself as you
were before you let outsiders come be
tween you. You’ve both been foolish.
You have allowed those who have not
one millionth the Interest In you that
you should have In yourselves to make
you believe a lot of things that are
not true, that have never been true
and will never be true. As you are
now, you are turning back two years
to when you were first married. Why
not wipe out the past, start right
where you started once and make Ilfs
over again? Mrs. Douglas, you are
foolish for listening to the advice of
your mother. There Is nothing wrong
with your husband, except that he Is
working his life out for you. Mr.
Douglas, you are an Idiot for listening
to your so-called friends. Should what
you planned have come to pass, they
would have been the first to condemn
you. All your wife needs is a little
of the petting and happiness that you
once gave her before you tried to
make a human machine of yourself.
Now, you are In a stateroom that Is
arranged as for a bride and groom.
Do you want to play the part, Just for
old time’s sake? Or are you going to
leave the train at the next station and
make yourselves miserable for tho
rest of your life? I have bad faith
enough In you both to go to this ex
pense, feeling that I would be reim
bursed. But if I am not”—l spread
my hand —“I am gajne enough to lose
on a case I had a lot of interest Ini
“I stopped and looked at them. Long
the surprise showed In their faces;
they merely gazed at me out of wide
eyes. Then, slowly, Brent Douglas
turned and held forth his arms to his
wife. She smiled at him. Be clasped
her to him. tightly and forever. That’s
about all of the story.”
“No," I said as the hurry of tho
coach told me we were nearing Ravl
nia, “there’s a little more. That night,
a certain little woman I know went
out to her apartment, took her kiddle
on her knee and whispered to her that
It Is a whole lot better to.create a little
happiness In this world than to own a
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thousand fortunes as great as those of
Croesus. Isn’t that right?”
iliss Clement looked at me with
twinkling eyes.
"How did you know?” she asked.
ALWAYS WORN AS A SYMBOL
In All Epochs of History the Veil Hat
Had a Characteristic At
tribute.
The veil as a portion of feminine at
tire is almost symbolic In its charac
ter, The bridal veil Is an Interesting
survival of the ancient custom of hold
ing a canopy over the bride at her
wedding, a ceremony still observed at
Jewish marriages. Many families hold
the bridal veil as one of the most pre
cious of heirlooms, to be handed down
from generation to generation and to
be guarded with the utmost care and
reverence.
Simpler In character but no less
beautiful In effect Is the veil of the
young girl worn at her confirmation,
symbolizing as it does the modesty
and simplicity of the maiden about to
enter on the responsibilities of ma
turity. These charming veils, gener
ally of fine French net, hand made but
devoid of ornamentation save for the
broad hemstitched border, are often
kept by the wearers to be used when
later on they become wives and moth
ers as the christening veil for their
baby. Although modern science Is
averse to the constant use of a veil
by young children, the custom still
survives at christenings, and we
should be loath indeed to see It dis
appear
In the veil of the novice we find a
survival of the wimple of the Nor
man ladies, while certain orders of
nuns, such ns the Kllburn Sisters, fol
low faithfully the fashion of the early
Plantagenet court In the way In which
they pin the veil to the sides of their
linen caps. In just, such a fashion was
the Plantagenet wimple fastened to
the chin band.
Although the veil has to some ex
tent lost its significance In England as
a symbol of mourning, It Is still used
on the Continent in this connection
with great circumstance and cere
mony. Not only does a widow en
velop herself for a lengthy period In a
veil of amazing length and opaque
ness, but every relative of the de
ceased assumes a similar dreary sym
bol of regret, its slie and thickness
varying with nice discrimination ac
cording to the exact degree of relation
ship. In fact, a Briton visiting
France or Italy for the first time 1s
often astonished at the number of ap
parent widows he la apt to encounter
in a day’s walk. It Is not until hla
curiosity leads him to prosecute In
quiries that he learns the true reason
for the prevalence of the deep mourn,
ing veil reaching from head to foot.
In the east the yashmak signifies
all that Is subservant and dependent
In the lives of the women. For a
woman to appear unveiled before a
man is to put herself forever beyond
the pale. On the day that the woman
of the east shall appear with Impunity
unveiled In a public place, ou that day
she will have set her foot on the first
rung of the ladder of Independence.
So, east or west, the veil holds its
own, from the yashmak to the motor
veil, from the christening veil to the
wimple. Whatever antiquity may have
to say as to Its origin, women know
that It owes Its adoption In the first
Instance to the fact that It Is univer
sally and incurably becoming. f
New Idea for Snapshots.
Aeroplanes have made bird’s-eye
/lew photographs extremely common,
and now comes the ‘‘fireworks’’ snap
shot made by a camera sent high Into
the air as a part of a rocket, Tho in
ventor of the apparatus, Alfred Maul,
Is said to have attained perfection for
his new device after twelve years of
experimenting. The German military
authorities have accepted the Inven
tion because of Us usefulness In time
of war when aeroplane scouting would
be Impossible.
Power dwells with cheerfulness.
Hope puts In working mood, while
despair Is no muse and untunps the
active powers. —Emerson.