if
Continued from Preceding Pncjc
Vgaid Mr. Magee, quietly "I'll buy
that handkerchief from you for
nineteen thousand dollars. That
much I can lay my hands on quiok
Ku ly. Nineteen thousand what's the
Hfl "What you goin' to do with it?"
demanded Kenton.
B' "Burn it." replied Mr Magee.
Rj m The captain thought a moment.
iJ Then he passed the handkerchief
HKiI over to Mr. Magee, who rose to his
Hujf feet, walked to an ornamental Pre-
Bu' place and promptly applied a match
Hftj to the bit of lace. He waited until
it was entirely consumed. Then
BjP he took an envelope from his Inside
H-ji "There's eighteen one thousand
dollar bills there," he said. He
dug into a trousers' pockot "and
pulled forth a crumpled wad of
bills. "And here's the other thou-
Hr The captain's hands reached
greedily for the money. A moment
Hfl later It was stowed away In his
Ef. inside clothing. The smile of ava-
Vvj, rice faded from his lips. He tapped
Mr. Magee on the shoulder.
VjLj "You hop into your clothes and
come along with' me," he com-
II! I
Hji "With you? Where9"
Captain Kenton laughed "Hol
berg and Madison may have killed
each other, and they may not. You
can prove it to a jury if you want"
"You mean that"
V? "You're under arrest, charged
with murder," snapped Kenton.
f ' Mr. Magee looked dazedly at the
police officer. "But you gave mo
that handkerchief you don't
think"
Kffl "I didn't need the handkerchit I,"
grinned Kenton. "I ain't stuck on
seeln' any woman get it in the
neck, at that. But when there's a
idllin' that may be murder in my
district, and I got a perfectly good
guy to hang it on you're too wise
a bird, Mr. Magee. Gents like you
c?.n always get a comeback on guys
like me. even if you do masquerade
as a tramp.
"But you can't come back- you
won't have time to think about it
if you're facin' a capital charge.
Come on; there's loads of excite
ment In the extras about this kill
ln I'll get loads of credit for my
j prompt arrest. Hustle into your
clothes, you!"
Mr. Magee stared "Captain,
you're the finest specimen of dog
it's ever been my misfortune to
meet "
"Say, young man, you keep a
civil tongue in your head," snarled
the captain, "or I'll beat your skull
in I've stood for your freshness
long as I intend to. If i d known
you had that money right here in
this room I'd never have stood for
as much as I have. Come aloug!"
CHAPTER VII.
Arrested for Murder.
H 7 h MAGEE looked about his
cell, disgust written In
"'" every line of his face.
"And yet," ho said, "I've met
perfectly trustworthy hoboes who
have assured me that there Is no
place quite as comfortahle as a
well-managed jail. I'd like to meet
the first man that told me thai '
I'd like to hang one on his ear."
And Mr Magee flexed muscular
biceps and knotted a fairly capable
looking fist the while he strode up
and down the narrow limits of his
prison. For his predicament was
most unpleasant.
True, he felt that he would be
freed In time, but Kenton could
make out a pretty strong case, off
set though it might by testimony
as to the positions of the bodies,
the empty cartridge of Madison's
gun and Holberg's bloody black
jack. In the end, however, Mr.
.Magee felt that he must come free.
But he'd have to stand a trial
lOnton was just the conscience
less dog to ler an innocent man face
a murder charge if so be the arrest
redounded to Kenton's credit. And
of course Kenton would receive
great praise for his sleuthing abili
ties, whether or not Mr. Magee
went free. Curse Kenton!
And there were the laws of chiv
alry that would make Mr Magee's
position so much more precarious
For Mr Magee could not drag into
his own defence the name of
Eleanor Blake. To do so would be to
mire her, she who had but yielded
to a desire for excitement, and bad
been aided by her brother who
should have known better. Even
to save his life Mr. Magee could
not ask her to testify in his behalf.
He shrugged his shoulders; he
hoped that he'd get some word
from her. some evidence that she
was not as heartless as her deser
tion of him in the "strong room"
would seem to indicate. It was a
hopeless hope, though. Who was
he, to ner thinking some gambling
feudist, that she should risk her
own good name in his behali I
And yet. Mr. Magee faced the
facts: One fleeting glimpse of her
and he had known she was the one
girl; one-half hour of whispered
talk with her and the whole world
of Mr. Magee had been recon
structed. Tie knew the girl- he knew that
e'tter scandal no- danger would
"You acted like a white 8 ,) . . ' ' ."S. J'X
man last night. Sis says JS8 :$ffif& ff'") S
you got your knockout -' -
to save her. You were 4pP!& v irafti7 ajjjlarallt $0$ '
a man then, but now SRIbBSP
Mr. Magee you're a
thoroughbred."
hinder her from coming to nis res- fl!
cue with her story. And so he y
sent for no lawyer as yet. Wher
fore he scowled upon the turnkej
who came to his cell door.
"You're wanted outside," said
the turnkey.
"Some shyster, I suppose, who's
promised you a slice of the fee if
he gets any," snapped Mr Magee,
angrily.
"Don't get gay," replied the turn
key. "And hop along there."
He made Mr. Magee piecede him
down the celled corridor to a wait
ing room There were Captain
Kenton and a brisk young man
whore hat could not hide his band
aged head
The police officer scowled at Mr
Magee. The latter smiled.
'Well, my grafting friend, lug
up a lawyer for me so you can get
what may be left?"
The captain showed his teeth
"This gentleman wants to talk
with you "
"Alone." said the bandaged young
man, emphatically.
The captain stirred urieasilv.
"What's the matter with my hoar
in' it? I'm the ono that found him,
and"
"It doesn't take a great deal co
reduce a captain to the ranks,"
snapped the brisk young man.
Captain Kenton rose heavily to his
feet; he started for the door.
"One moment," said the brisk
oung man. "Have you told the
newspapers anything yet?"
"1 only got him in nere half an
iiour ago," snarled Kenton "I
phoned the papers and told 'em I
had a great tip on the double mur
der, but the boys ain't got here
yet."
"I see; well, when they do get
here you tell them thai it. was all
a mistake."
The captain glarod. 'S?y, what
! Maiden Hair An Idiotic Novelette
CHAPTER I.
TT was an hour past noon. Lore
B Prtzmarmalade, in golfing at
tire, his countenance gloomy
BR and weary, strolled aimlessly
through the orchard. He did not
observe the late apple blossoms
glowing above him; he did not hear
tho birds singing about him or.
rather, about their own affairs; for
he was still blind to the world, as he
had been the previous night, anc
deaf to all sounds save that of a
buzzing in his head. Yet he had
no bee in his bonnet.
Groaning heavily, he took a
small phial from his -vest pocket
and extracted three tiny white
pellets.
"A fast life makes a slow liver,"
he murmured, swallowing them
Then he adjusted his calves and
continued his walk.
Suddenly he halted abruptly and
rubbed his eyes What did he see'i
CHAPTER II.
In a hammock slung between
two ap le , ea reclined with high
bred prace a maiden the most
., beautiful Lord Fltzmarmalade had
even seen save In a muskal com
edy. Lily-white lids thickly fringed
with long dork lashes hid her eyes
ami shadowed her cheeky which
wert; as exquisitely tinted as the
blossoms above her. Her fair hair
partially concealed her high, low,
hroad forehead with a mass cf rich
silken radiance, which shimmered
I j I under a sunbeam that had strayed
through the foliage as it to imprint
! n golden benediction from heaver;
itself. One lovely heavy curl lay
loamin? upon her shoulder, and
i her bosom rose and fell with that
gentle regularity which alone de-
notes the holy slumber of youthful
I innocence. Her little hands, with
I their delicate taper fingers, were
H carelessly clasped behind her
B head, and from its refuge of snowy
1 draperies there coyly peeped an
I elastic-sided boot
I On such a beauteous vision did
I Lord Fltzmarnialade gaze for nigh
H fivo minutes ere he realized 'hat
U he was, indeeci, awake and in his
I sober senses.
I "It is the Lady Semolina," he
j eald to himself, "and she sleeps.
? No ionjpr need I worship her ;it a
distance. ... I wonder if my
nose is still red ... If I blew
it it would become purple " Lord
Pitzmarmalade was an amateur
artist and, therefore, knew the
value of colors "Ah, me!" he con
tinued, "with beauty such as hers
she may well look In the glass as
Often as I do." He sighed and tool;
out the small phial "Would that
my nose were as sweet as hers."
He adjusted his calves and
stepped softly forward Then he
perceived that the maiden was not
alone.
CHAPTER III.
Not alone was the maiden. A
tall, dark man was kneeling beside
her. and also beside himself with
rage. From between his clenched
teeth hissed the following re
marks: "Aha' my proud beauty, at last
you are in my power! Last night
on the balcony you lauched ay,
laughed in my face when 1, a sup
pliant, craved a lock from your
proud colden head. But, 'tis I who
laugh now! Ha! ha' The drug
was quick, indeed! You, who havj.
accepted with careless smiles the
countless gifts of sweetmeats
which these hands have lavishr1
upon you you little suspected tha'
my last gift should compel you to
sink into i.rofound slumber, and lie
at my mercy as you lie now. Proud
beauty, you refused me a lock of
your hair now It is mine to take
that which you dote upon most of
all your beauties, viz., your corona
tion curl''-
Flourishing a pair of manicure
scissors, the villain bent toward
his unconscious victim.
Lord Fitzmurmalade shook off
the Icy horror that had held him
motionless till now He adjusted
his ce.lves and stopped swiftly for
ward In a voice vibrant with
righteous wrath he cried:
"Sir Geoffrey Jones, hay your
stand! I mean stay your hand!"
CHAPTER IV
He came a moment too late The
villain started to his feci nut bis
handsome evil features wore a
umlle of triumph, for in his hand
he held a heavy fair tress.
"False knave!" shouted Lord
Fitzmarmalade.
"False hair!" said Sir Geoffrey,
with a biutal laugh.. "It was not
necessary to use steel after a'l "
And he dangled his prize between
his finger and thumb
"Liar and robber. I ma be too
late to prevent your foul deed, but
thank heaven I am in time to pete
out munishment I mean"
With a swift movement the other
drr-w out a shining object from hi
pocket and held it toward our hero.
"Try a sen-sen, he said, showing
his gleaming tenth, 'or, better still,
take a few and so acquire some
sense."
Lord Fitzmarnmlade wacd away
the casket with a gesture of ab'ior
rence. "Trifle not'" he cried,
sternly "Take my card, Sir Geof
frey Jones!"
"As you know my name," sneered
the illain, "I need not wato a
card in return, hut I'm obliged for
yours, Lord Fitz by name and fits
by nature."
"Sir, I demand satisfaction!"
"Sorry I haven't any Run away
and play. The lady Is rominq to
not to play, but to herself." He
placed the curl carefully in his
coat-tail pocket.
"I shall not stir a foot from
here," said our hero.
"You'll stir several feet when
I've kicked you," was the vicious
retort
A faint voice startled them.
"Where am I, oh, where am I?" it
said
CHAPTER V.
The two men glared at each
other.
Suddenly a booming sound was
heard and the villain's face
changed.
'Lunch! ' he muttered "A bird
on ihe plat is worth two in the
orchard." Then he said to Lord
Fitzmannnlade. "I'll leave you to
frighten the lady. Tell her I'll
keep the secret of her hair for the
sum of two thousand pounds, for
which I shall return here within
an hour. '
"Foul wretch!"
"Tata"' said Sir Geoffrey, ana
he turned on his hel.
Lord Fitzmarmalade adjusted his
calves and advanced toward the
hammock.
CHAPTER VI.
A pair or nearly so of vloiet
eyes regarded him in a troubled
fashion.
"Who are you?" murmured tho
maiden.
"A true friend whose worst fish
I mean, first wish is to assis
you M name h Fitzmarmalade"
"Ah! Lord Fitzmarmalade ,"
"At your service Tell me how
you feel, dear Lady Semolina.'
"Oh. so weak! Have you no
brandy?"
"Alas! I had more than enough
last night, but"
"My head aches so."
"Aii, I know what that i- "
"How kindly and sympathetically
you speak' You must be a friend,"
said the maiden wiih a faint sweet
smile
Lord Fit;:mai malade produ ceti
he small phial, and, with a reas
suring glance, gave her two pellet s
and partook of a couple himself.
She swallowed tliem with infinite
grace and lay back languidly But
a moment later she sat up with a
piercing cry. "Where, oh where, Is
my coronation curl?"
CHAPTER vii
Lord Fitzmarmalade adjusted nis
calves and started back fourteen
inches. How Aas he 'to tell her'
At last he spoke. "Dam sweet
sel! I mean sweet damsel," he
s;:id, trembling with emotion, "are
you aware that you have been
foully drugged?"
"Ah! I remember now."
Tested Cooking Re cipes
Apple Muffins.
CREAM U cup butterine, add i
tablespoons sugar and then 1
well-beaten egg. Mix and sift 2
cups flour, 4 teaspoons baking pow
der and 1 teaspoon salt. Add alter
nately with 94 cup milk to the
muffin mixture. Mix well and baka
in greased muffin pans in a moder
ate ovan about hour.
Sour Cref.m Cookies
CREAM Vz cup butter or butter
substitute and add V2 cup
sugar gradually beating constant
ly Then beat in V cup white corn
syrup. Beat 1 egg until very light,
add 1; cup sour cream and thn
add to fir3t mixture alternately
with 1 cups flour cifted with ft
cup rice flour and 1 j teaspoon soda.
(O iflio. Qtrntuth uatFvi
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Drop from cip ot spoon on to but
tered baking sheet. Bake iu mod
erate oven.
Stuffed Peppers,
p) EMOVE tops from 6 medium
Tv Bized green peppers, cut out
seeds, place in cold salted water
and bring to boiling point. Then
drain thoroughly. Mix 2M cups
fresh bread crumbs, cup chop
ped nut meats, salt and pepper to
taste and Vi eur tomato sauce.
Stuff the peppers, sprinkle with
buttered crumbs and bake in a
moderate oven about 25 minutes.
Baste sevoral times with a little
hot water and butter.
E'g: Timbales.
BKAT eggs until well mixed
Add teaspoon salt. tea
. noon paprika, teaspoon or.Io:i
1 tun ! rl It . . w.-ia, Pi
Juice and I cup milk. Add other
seasonings if desired. A bit of
chopped parsley minced sauted
mushroom or parboiled green pep
per may be used. Fill buttered
timbale mould3 two-thirds full of
mixture, place in pan of hot water
and cook in moderate oven about
20 minutes, or until firm in centra
Turn out on hot plitter and serve
with bread crumb sauce and gar
nish. Engiish Monkey.
C7rELf I tablespoon utter, add
IV1 g cup chr:;-e and stir until
melted. Add 1 cup of fine bread
crumbs which have been soaked ia
enp milk and 1 well beaten egg.
Season to taste with salt and pap
rika. . oio I.lctj Ilcjcrvfd.
! . r'L .
you givin me? Coin' to try and
fcrab off the spaco for your office?"
"And it's just as easy to break a
Common policeman as it is to re
duce a captain,' said the young
man.
Scowling, muttering, Kenton loft
the room and closed the door be
hind him. The brisk young man
'iimcd to Mr. Mngee with a smile.
Heheld out his hand "Some wal
lop you got, sir. Almost as fine as
my own. I want to shake hands
with you. My name is Blaki "
Mr. Magco gripped the young
man's hand mightily "I like tho
name," he said. "Magee might be
better for a woman, but"
"Sit down,'' said young Blake
He looked Mr Mnce over care
fully "My sister told me that vom
were odd, sir. Now, let's get
down to cases I want to get this
stoiy straight, so that I can decide
Just how to go about this matter.
Of course, you know I'm district
attorney now that Madison, poor
devil, has gone beyond."
Mr. Magee nodded. "And my
father Is mayor," said Mr. Blake
"So you can goo I can pull stuff
that would be raw for anyone else
to try However, I don't want it
to seem too raw. If you'd only
been in the house when my sister
and I came back in the car"
"What's that?" demanded Mr.
Magee. Young Blake stared at
him
"Why, when my sister found that
Madison and Holberg were dead
and that you were unconscious she
left. She went to the hospital to
tell me the story and get my help.
But I wasn't there then. I'd onlv
got a crack on the head and
wasn't going to stick around a hos
pital. She thought, of course that
I'd gone home, so she went there.
Vint I wasn't there, either I
hadn't wanted to scare dad by let
ting him see me all bunged up, so
I'd pone to the club " -
"Why hadn't you come after your
sister? She expected you. And it
acs a fine piece of damn foolirh-
nes?, you letting your sister go
there, anyway."
"That's what people who don't
know sis always declare." said
young Blake ruefully. "I've got
mine more times than whj man
alive, when sis want- something
von just have to M her have It,
that's all Bis has a v. ay of coax
ing that"
"I should Imagine so," said Mr
Magee, with n sigh "flul Why
didn't you get her? Why did you
let her stay in that blamed house
alone?"
"Why, as soon as I got out of the
hospital I phoned our house." think- 7
ing that sis would probably have
gone home by then, and a stupid
maid told me, sleepily, that Miss
Kleanor was in her room. So, of
course, thinking that she was' all
right I went to the club. And
Eleanor finally found me there nd
told mo what had happened. Well
tho first thing was to get you out
of the way so that no questions
would be asked by any Paul Pry
detective. But it took over an hour
to get my car, I didn't dare hire
an auto questions might have J
been asked. And my own car was J
a bit dismantled, so when we got
Lhero you were gone, and I took
3ls borne But, of course, I had to
be on the job first thing this morn
tag, even though I was supposed ;
to know nothing about Madlson'3
death until I got it over the phone
from th office. And as soon a? I
got to the office I heard that aa "I
arrest had been made, and feeling
that it was you I came right up
here. So now"
"How is your sister?" inquired
Mr. Magee. "I suppose she's ter
ribly upset."
"She's worried a bit about you,"
said Blake "But I told her that
you'd probably made your getawaj'. '
She doesn't know of your arrest
yet, of course."
"Worried about me?" echoed Mr.
Magee. "Good Lord, hasn't she
enough her fiance's death"
"Madison wouldn't have been her W
fiance more than anothei dav or 11
so," said Blake. "She -sis had If
henrd things so had I. being In 3
his office, and well. If he'd lived
it would have only been to get tha
mitten Of course, the shock and
the blow to her pride my sister
will get over that, Mr Magee," he J
finished, coldly. "Now, about "
yourselt Kenton has told me of
the chain of events leading to your y
arrest He has a case, of course. at
And if you're held m sister'.- part j
will have to come out, so"
"Your sisters name will neer j
be mentioned unless by you or J I
her," said Mr. Magee. n
"You mean you'll face trial wrh-
"Your sister's name will not be
mentioned by me," reiterated Mr.
Magee mk
Blake stared at him. "You're no
hobc, sir You're a you acted like P
a white man last night. Sis says
you got your knockout to save her. fcj
You were a man then, but now j'l
Mr Magee you're a thoroughbred
I'd like to shake hands with vou 1 '
To Be Concluded
Copyright KU'.' lntcmatlcnal Feature
Service, Idc '-':J.
j. J. Bell
"Too late I arrived to prevent
the Wicked deed. Sir Geoff rev
Jones it was who stole youi hair."
"O heaven' What perfidious
monsters are men!"
"Say not so, Lady Semolina'
cried Lord Fitzmarmalade, falling
on his knees beside the hammock
"Would that I had slain him in hi:
tracks But he will return!"
"Return? Return my oronatlon
curl?"
"He had cut but to come ag.;in.
and these hands shall yet wresl
the treasure from his clutches. The
villain, to think that he dared to
hint"
"What, oh what?"
"That. that it was not real hair. '
"Wretch! He dared to sav
that? '
"He dared; but I shall cast the
lie In his teeth!"
"May heaven reward you, my
brave champion " said the Lady
Semolina. "Oh. how long must a
defenceless woman suffer frm
alumnious charges? Listen, Lord
Fitzmarmalade The curl in Sir
Geoffrey's possession was my own.
my verv own I swear It! It was
made up from my own combines
two months ago, and I have the
coiffeur's receipt in my purse at
home!"
"I was sure of it," whispered our
hero, fervently.
Their eyes met.
CHAPTER VIII.
A footfall behind them caused
them to 6tart. f ord Fitzmarmalade
rose, adjusted his calves and fa' ed
Sir Geoffrev For some mlnut
nought was heard save the grii
ing of teeth.
Sir Geoffrev was the first to
speak "Having finished lunch. I
thought I had better return b rt
to count the spoor?.' he said, w th
an evil sneer on bis dark hand
some countenance "And also ! e
cash' he added, producing the cor
onation curl.
"Oh. hateful, loathsome, barbar
ous serpent!" exclaimed Lady Sem
olina. "So. my haughty beauty once
mow you proTe that you are In
capable of keeping vour bair on.
Hs' ha'"
"Silonce. or I will grite vou io
the moond I mean, tmiio ycu to
the ground!'1 said Lord Fltzmar m
malade, drawing himself up to hie
full heh1 j-.f,
"Tut, tut!" returned the villain, L"y
coolly. "You must not be so fluent Ht
Have you explained matters to mtoli
Lady Semolina?"
"I have, sir'" replied our hero, 1
looking him full in the necktie L u
without flinching F8110
"Good! Then let us settle the 1
little business at once." He twirled
the golden nrl. "How fair, how
false!" he murmured with a mock- I
Ing smile bWb(
'Liar!" shouted Lord Fltzmai ffrint
malade, with such triumph in hi mj i
voice that Sir Geoffrey started and Wbr
paled. "The hair is the lady's I
own!" I- mi
"Yes when I have counts! two
thousand pounds ' J.'5 r'K
"Not o penny! The curl was 'Ji dp
made from Lady Semolina's very
own combings, and she hfi? her It
Coiffeur's receipt to prove it." J' .,
"Felled!" muttered Sir Geoffrey, fefcd
"Foiled, ind !" :i:d our hero Ilyonnj
throwing n confident smile to the r of
maiden, which she returned unin- Wriane
"Still," hissed the villain, "l i
shall keep the hair If is now im- BJJJ
po--::.),. fey i my proud henutT, l'Hll
tc collect 8ulficient combings to '
make ar.oih'-r curl before the next IJ111!
coronation!" Jet,0T1
"Well, I'll Rive you sixpence for ff
it. ' said Lord Fitzmarmalade. Ift
'Makl it a ,-diilling." 1 601
"No. i . not a incony W&, -a
pore I mear. z penny more." M1 a
"Dnnr1" - 3Ir Geoffrey, with Am,
a dlabolie.' n. 'i k r' not
word:, the end i It never Jftt,
lie thrust the money ,nt0 bis ,
I" !:el. flnnc th -url to Lady S ni- i!J-.t,
olina an pas gone ,
I :ird you Lord b
Pltam.rr i.i i '':' f'm rath
' ' 'I '"lt ortw
'" v'"rt'L rjn
our ! .dready fete,- "
mined to drink les in future a
it Lady Semolina c0,
exquisitely, "surely that vs U
.red." Ktifk
n : s fat1
- lyc