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Bull-Dog Drummond
The Adventures of a Demobilized Cyril cNeile
Officer Who Found Peace Dull "s.app"
Goewrs bs o«.aesL~a O
"THOSE DEVILS."
ynspelts.-In December, 1913, four
men gather in a hotel in Berne and
hear oen of the quartet outline a
plan to paralyse Great Britain and
at the same time sese world power.
The other three. Hocking. Ameri
can. and Itelneman and Von Grats,
Germans, all millonaire., agree to
the schee, providing another man.
Hiram Potts, an American. le taken
is. The instigator of the plot gives
hie name as Comte do Our, but
when he leaves for nligland with
hie daughter he decides t" use the
asme Carl Peterson. Capt. Hugh
(Bull-Dog) Drummond, a retired
office, r. advertises for work that
will hve him eitement, stganing
"Xm." As a result he meets Phyl
l18 Beaten, a young woman who
answered his ad. She tolls him of
strange murders and robberies of
which she suspects a band headed
br Petersen.
CHAPTER I-Continued.
--
'Admlrlng my treasures? be re
marked. 'Pretty things, aren't they?'
I couldn't speak a word: I just put
'them back on the table.
"'Wonderful coples.' he went on, 'o
the duke of Melbourne's lost minla
tuare. I think they would deceive
most people.'
" bey deceived me,' I managed to
8et Mlt.
"All the time he was staring at me.
a cold, merciless stare that seemed to
freese my brain. Then he went over
to one of the safes and unlocked it.
'Come here, Miss Benton,' he said.
'There are a lot more-copies.'
"I enly looked inside for a moment.
but I have never seen or thought of
such a sight. Beautifully arranged on
black velvet shelves were ropes of
pearls, a gorgeous diamond tiara, and
a whole heap of loose, uncut stones.
And In one corner I caught a glimpse
of the most wonderful gold chaliced
cup-just like the one for which Sam
tel Levy. the Jew moneylender, was
still offering a reward. Then he shut
the door and locked it, and again
stared at me ln silence.
"'All copies,' he said quietly, 'won
derful copies. And should you ever be
tempted to think otherwise-ask your
father. Miss Benton. Be warned by
me: don't do anything foolish. Ask
your tfather first.'"
"And did youT' asked Drummond.
She shuddered. "That very eve
oing," she answered. "And daddy flew
into a frightful passion. and told me
never to dare to meddle in things that
didn't concern me again. Then grad
sally, as time went on, I realized that
Lakington had some hold ever daddy
that he'd got my father In his power."
Her hands were clenched, and her
breast rose and fell stormily.
Drummond waited for her to corn
pose herself before he spoke again.
"You mentioned murder, too," he re
marked.
bhe nodded. "Ive got no proof,"
she said, "less even than over the
burglaries. But there was a man
ealled George Dringer, and one eve
anla, when Laklngton was dining with
as, I beard him discussing this man
with daddy.
"'He's got to go,' said Lakington.
'Be's dangerous !'
"And then my father got up and
dosed the door; but I heard them ar
gatlg for half an hour. Three weeks
later a coroner's jutry found that
eerge Dringer had committed suictde
I
*Adlmhing my ,.ffreeI" ve Re
maread. "Prtty Things, Aren'i
They?"
while temporarily itsatne. The sme
eveatng daddy, for the frat time bn his
M1s went to bed the worse for drink."
The girl fell ellent, and Drummood
aimperd at the oehestra with troubled
qs Thlpgs msemed to .be rather
daper thm he bhad antlcipated.
"Then ther' was another case." She
peakg again. "Do you remem
tbat man who was found dead in
ralwray carriage at Oxrbey station.
was Italman-GlusepPe by
; nd the jutry brought in a v
of death frem natural eauses A
ber he had Ia iterviewm with
whcb took plaem at ar
Sbeaus the Ialins, belng a
'"--a
Sbe wil ' at
Sa Ighdwit
Lakington murdered him. I know It.
You may think I'm fanciful-imagining
things; you may think I'm exaggerat
Ing. I don't mind if you do-because
you won't for long."
Drummond did not answer immedi
ately. Against his saner Judgment he
was beginning to be profoundly Im
pressed, and, at the moment, he did
not quite know what to say.
"What about this other manr he
asked at length.
"I can tell you very little about him,"
she answered. "He came to The Elms
-that Is the name of Lakington's
house--three months ago. He is about
medium height and rather thick-set;
clean-shaven, with thick brown hair,
flecked slightly with white. His fore
bead is broad, and his eyes are a
sort of cold grey-blue. But it's his
hands that terrify me. They're large
and white and utterly ruthless." She
turned to him appealingly. "Oh! don't
think Im talking wildly," she Im
plored. "He frightens me to death
that man: far, far worse than Laking
ton. He would stop at nothing to gain
his ends, and even Lakington himself
knows that Mr. Peterson is his mas
tar."
"Peterson!" murmured Drummond.
"It seems quite a sound old English
name."
The girl laughed scornfully. "Oh l
the name is sound enough, if it was
his real one. As it is, it's about as
real as his daughter."
"There is a lady in the case, then?"
"By the name of Irma," said the
girl briefly. "She lies on a sofa in
the garden and yawns. She's no
more English than that waiter." *
A faint smile flickered over her
companion's face: he had formed a
fairly vivid mental picture of Irma.
Then he grew serious again.
"And what Is it that makes you
think there's mischief ahead?" he
asked abruptly.
The girl shrugged her shoulders.
"What the novelists call feminine in
tuition. I suppose," she answered.
'That-and my father." She said the
last words very low. "He hardly ever
sleeps at night now: I hear him pacing
up and down his room-hour after
hour, hour after hour. Oh! it makes
me mad. . ... Don't you understand?
rI've got to get him away from those
devils, before he breaks down com
pletely."
Drummond nodded, and looked
away. While she had been speaking
he had made up his mind what course
to take, and now, having outsat every
body else, he decided that it was time
for the interview to cease. Already
an early diner was having a cocktail.
while Lakington might return at any
moment. And if there was anything
in what she had told him. it struck
him that it would be as well for that
gentleman not to find them together.
"I think," he said, "we'd better go.
My address is 00A Half Moon street;
my telephone 1234 Mayfair. If any
thing happens, if ever you want me
at any hour of the day or night-ring
me up or write. If Im not in, leave s
message with my servant Denny. He
is absolutely reliable. The only other
thing is your own address."
"The Larches, near Godalming," an
swered the girl, as they moved toward
the door. "Oh! if you only knew the
glorious relief of feeling one's got
some one to turn to . ." She
looked at him with shining eyes, ano
Drummond felt his pulse quicken suo
denly.'
"May I drop you anywhere?' he
asked, as they stood on the pavement
but she shook her head.
"No, thank you. Ill go in that taiL.
She gave the man an address, and
stepped in, while Hugh stood bare
headed by the door.
"Don't forget,' he said earnestly.
"Any time of the day or night. And
while I think of It-we're old friend.
O(n that be done? In case I come ano
Mstay, you see."
She thoeght for a moment and then
nodded her head. "All right," she a
swered. "We've met a lot in Londo,
during the war."
With a grinding of gear wheels the
taxi drove off, leaving Hugh with a
vivid picture imprinted on his mind
of blue eyes, and white teeth, and a
skin like the bloom of a sun-kissed
peach.
For a moment or two be stood star
ing after It, and then he walked aeroes
to his own car. With his mind still
full of the interview he drove slowly
along Piccadilly, while every now ano
then he smiled grimly to himself. Was
the whole thing an elaborate hoaxs
Somehow deep down in his mind. he
wondered whether it was a joke
whether, by some freak of fate, he hato
stumbled on one of those strange my
teries which up to date he had regard
ed as existing only in the realms of
dime novels.
He turned into his rooms, and stood
in froat of the mantelpiece taking
off his gloves. It was.as he was
about to lay them down on the table
that an envelope caught his eye, ad
dressed to him In an unknown hand
writing. Mechanlically he picked it up
and opened It. Inside was a single
half-sheet of notepaper, on which a
few lines had been written In a small,
neat band.
"There are more things in heaven
and earth, young man, than a capabil
Ity for eating steak and onloons, and a
desire for adventure. I imagine that
you possess both: and they are useful
assets in the second locality mentioned
by the poet. In beaven, however, one
anever knows-specally with regard to
the enions. Be carefaL"
Drumnmoead stood motialess for a
moment, with narrowed ees. Then
e leaed ferwamd sad pressed the
hIe
-Wh bwgt eIs me., amm?" he
.-s - - h emat m inS
"A small boy, sir. Salid was to e
sure and see you got it most particu
lar." He unlocked a cupboard near
the window and produced a tantalus.
"Whisky, sir, or cocktail?"
"Whisky. I think, James." Hugh
carefully folded the sheet of paper and
placed it In his pocket. And his face
as he took the drink from his man
would have left no doubt in an onlook
er's mind as to why, in the past, he
bad earned the name of "Bull-Dog"
Drummond.
CHAPTER II.
In Which He Jeurneys to Sedalming
and the Game Begins.
ONE.
"I almost think. James, that I could
toy with another kidney." Drummond
looked across the table at his servant,
who was carefully arranging two or
three dozen letters In groups. "I've
got a journey in front of me today,
and I require a large breakfast."
James Denny supplied the defi
clency from a dish that was standing
on an electric heater.
"Are you going for long, sir?"
"I don't know, James. It all de
pends on circumstances. Which,
when you come to think of It, is
undoubtedly one of the most fatuous
phrases in the English language. Is
there anything in the world that
doesn't depend on circumstances?"
"Will you be motoring, sir, or going
by train?" asked James prosaically.
Dialectical arguments did not appeal
to him.
"By car," answered Drummond.
"Pajamas and a tooth-brush."
"You won't take evening clothes,
sir?"
"No. I want my visit to appear un
premeditated James, and if one goes
about completely encased in boiled
shirts, while pretending to be merely
out for the afternoon, people have
doubts as to one's intellect."
James digested this great thought in
silence.
"Will you be going far, sir?" he
asked at length, pouring out a second
cup of coffee.
"To Godalming. A charming spot.
I believe, though I've never been there.
Charming inhabitants, too, James. The
lady I met yesterday at the Carlton
lives at Godalming."
"Indeed, sir," murmured James non
committally.
"You d-d old humbug," laughed
Drummond, "you know you're itching
to know all about it. I had a very
long and Interesting talk with her, and
one of two things emerges quite clear
ly from our conversation. Either,
James, I am a congenital idiot, and
don't know enough to come in out of
the rain; or we've hit the goods. That
is what I propose to find out by my
little excursion. Either our legs, my
friend. are being pulled till they will
never resume their normal shape; or
that advertisement has succeeded be
yond our wildest dreams."
"There are a lot more answers in
this morning, sir." Denny made a
movement toward the letters he had
been sorting "One from a lovely
widow with two children."
"Lovely," cried Drummond. "How
forward of her " He glanced at the
letter and smiled. "Care, James, and
accuracy are essential in a secretay.
The misguided woman calls herself
lonely, not lovely. She will remain so,
as far as I am concerned, until the
other matter Is settled."
"Will it take long, sir, do you
think?"
"To get it settled?" Drummnd lit
a cigarette and leaned back in his
chair. "Listen, James, and I will out
line the case. The maiden lIves at a
house called The Larches, near God
alming, with her papa. Not far away
is another house called The Elms,
owned by a gentleman of the inme
o Henry Laklnton-a nasty man,
James, with a asty face-who was
also at the Carlton yesterday after
noon for a short time. And now we
come to the point. Miss Benton
that is the lady's name eeauses Mr.
Lakington of being the complete IT
in the criminal line. She went even
so far as to say that he was the se
ond most dangerous man In England."
"Indeed, sir. More coffee, sir?"
"Will nothing move you, James?"
remarked his master plaintively.
"Trhls man murders people and does
things like that, you know."
"Personally, sir, I prefer a pleture
palace. But I suppose there ain't no
accounting for 'obbies. May I clear
away. siry"
"No, James, not at present. Keep
quite still while I go on, or I shall
get it wrong. Three months ago there
arrived at The Elms, the most dan
gerous man in England-the IT of
ITS. This gentleman goes by the
name of Peterson, and he owns a
daughter. From what Miss Benton
said, I have doubts about that daugh
ter, James." He rose arid strolled over
to the window. "Grave doubts. How
ever. to return to the point, it ap
pars that some unpleasing conspiracy
is being launched by IT. the IT of
ITS. and the doubtful daughter, into
which Papa Benton has been unwill
ingly drawn. As far as I can make
out, the suggestion is that I should
unravel the tangled skein of crime
and extricate papa."
In a spasm of uncontrollable ex
citement James sucked his teeth.
"Lumme, it wouldn't 'alf go on the
movies, would It?" be remarked. "Bet
ter than them Red Indians and
things."
"I fear, James, that youa are not in
the habit of spendig youear spare time
at the British museum, uas I hoped,"
said Daumand. "An4d brala
deee't wetk w c The
pa- netIs t whtbher th LdMs as
fair is better than Red Indians and
things-but whether It's genuine. Am
I to battle with murderers, or shall
I find a house party roaring with
laughter on the lawn?"'
"As long as you laughs like 'ell
yourself, sir, I don't see as 'ow it
makes much odds," answered James.
"''he first sensible remark you've
made this morning," said his master
hopefully. "I will go prepared to
laugh."
He picked up a pipe from the man
telpiece, and proceeded to fill it.
while James Denny waited in silence.
"A lady may ring up today," Drum
mond continued. "Miss Benton, to be
exact. Don't say where I've gone,
if she does: but take down any mes
sage, and write it to me at Godal
wing postoffce. If by any chance you
don't hear from me for three days.
get in touch with Scotland Yard, and
tell 'em where I've gone. That cov
era everything if it's genuine. If,
on the other hand. It's a hoax, and the
house-party is a good one, I shall
probably want you to come down with
my eveaing clothes and some more
kit."
"Very good, sir. I will clean your
small Colt revolver at once."
Hugh Drummond paused in the act
of lighting his pipe, and a grin spread
slowly over his faee. "Excellent." he
tI r
"And See If You Can Find That Wa
ter-8Squirt Pistol I Used to Have
Son of a Gun, They Called It."
said. "And see if you can find that
water-squirt pistol I used to have
Son of a Gun, they called it. That
ought to raise a laugh, when i arrest
the murderer with it."
TWO.
The 30 h.p. two-seater made short
work of the run to Godalming. As
Drummond thought of the two guns
rolled up carefully in his pajamas
the harmless toy and the wicked little
automatic-he grinned gently to him
self. The girl had not rung him up
during the morning, and after a com
fortable lunch at his club, he had
started about three o'clock. The
hedges, fresh with the glory of spring,
flashed past; the smell of the country
came sweet and fragrant on the air.
There was a gentle warmth, a balm
Iness in the day that made it good to
be alive, and once or twice he sang
under his breath through sheer light
heartedness of spirit. Surrounded by
the peaceful beauty of the fields, with
an occasional village half hidden by
great trees from under which the tiny
house peeped out, it seemed Impos
sible that crime could exist-laugh
able. Of course the thing was a hoax,
an elaborate leg-pall, but being not
guilty of any mental subterfuge. Hugh
Drummond admitted to himself qulte
truly that be didn't care a d-n if
It was. Phyllis Benton was at liberty
to conttnue the jest, wherever and
whenever the liked. Phyllis Benton
was a very nice girl, and very nice
girls are permitted a lot of latitude.
A persistent bonking behind aroused
bhim trom his reverle, and he pulled
late the side of the road.
An open cream-colored Rols-Royce
drew level, with fve people on board,
and be looked up as it passed. There
were three people in the back-two
men and a woman, and for a moment
his eyes met those of the man near
est him. Then they drew ahead, and
Drummond pulled up to avoid the
thick cloud of dust.
With a alight frown he stared at
the retreating car; he saw the man
lean over and speak to the other
man; he saw the other man look
around. Then a bend in the road hid
them from sight, and still frowning.
Drummond pulled out his case and
lit a cigarette. For thle man whose
eye he nad caught as the Rolls went
by was Henry Laklngton. There was
no mistaking that hard-lipped, cruel
face.
Presumably, thought Hugh, the
other two occupants were Mr. Peter
son &nd the doubtful daughter, Irma;
Presumably they were returning to The
Elms. And incidentally there seemed
no pronounced reason why they
shouldn't. But, somehow, the sudden
appearance of Lakington had upset
him; he felt Irritable and annoyed.
What little he had seen of the man
he had not liked; he did not want
to be reminded of him, especially Just
as he was thinking of Phyllis.
He watched the white dust-eload
rise over the hill in front as the car
topped It; he watched it settle and
drift away in the faint breeze. Then
he let in his clutch and followed
quilte slowly in the big car's wake.
There had been two men in front
the driver and another, and he won
dered idly if the latter was Mr. Ben
ton. He accelerated up the hill and
swung over the top; the next mo
ment he braked hard and polled up
just In time. The Rolls, with the
chalufeur peering into the bonnet, had
stopped nla such a position that it was
aImpossible for him to get by.
Thg irl wa stil ated la the bach l
of the car, also the passenger In
front. but the two other men were
standing In the road apparently watch
Ing the chauffeur, and after a while
the one whom Drummond had recog
nized as Lakington came toward him.
"I'm sorry." he began-and then
paused in surprise. "Why, surely it's
Captain Irumnmond !"
Drummond nodded pleasantly.
"The occupant of a car is hardly like
ly to change in a mile. is be?" he re
marked. "I'i afraid I forgot to
wave as you went past, but I got
your smile all right. Are you likely
to he long, because if so, I'll stop my
engine?"
The other man was now approach
Ing casually, and Drummond regarded
him casually. "A friend of our little
Phyllis. I'eterson," said Lakington. as
he came up.
"Any friend of Miss Benton's is,
I hope, ours," said Peterson with a
smile. "You've known her a long
time. I expect?"
"Quite a long time," returned Hugh.
"We have jazzed together on many
occasions."
"Which makes It all the more un
fortunate that we should have de
layed you." said Peterson. "I can't
help thinking, Lakington, that that
new chauffeur is a bit of a fool."
"I hope he avoided the crash all
right," murmured Drummond politely.
Both men looked at him. "The
crash !" said Lakington. "There was
no question of a crash. We just
stopped."
"Really," remarked Drummond. "I
think, sir, that you must be right in
your diagnosis of your chauffeur's
mentality." He turned courteously to
Peterson. "When something goes
wrong, for a fellah to stop his car,
by braking so hard that he locks both
back wheels, is no bon. as we used
to say in France. I thought, judging
by the tracks in the dust, that you
must have been in imminent danger
of ramming a traction engine. I won
der if I could help your man." he
continued. "I'm a bit of an expert with
a Rolls."
"How very kind of you," said l'eter
son. "I'll go and see." He went over
to the man and spoke a few words
"Isn't it extraordinury," remarked
Hugh. "how the eye of the boss gal
-vanizes the average man into activ
ity. As long. probably, as Mr. Peter
son had remrained here talking, that
chauffeur wouli have gone on tilnker
ing with the enginne. And now-look,
in a s'cond--all se-rene. And yet I
dare say Mr. P'etterson knows nothing
about it really. Just the watchin;
eye, Mr. I.akington. Wonderful thing
-the human optic."
lie rambled on with a genial smile.
watching with apparent Interest the
car in front. "Who's the quaint bird
sitting beside the chauffeur? tie ap
pealls to me immensely. Wish to
heaven I'd had a few more like him
in France to turn into snipers."
"May I ask why you think he would
have been a success at the Job?" Lak
ington's voice expressed merely per
functory interest, but his cold, steely
eyes were fixed on Drummond.
Drummond gets busy and
forces the fghting.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
PERIODS IN AGE OF EARTH
Figures Compiled by Geologist Are
Certainly interesting Though Per
haps a Little Startling.
A geologist describes by means of a
graphic chart the comparative lengths
of the different periods of the age of
the earth. He places the age of the
earth arbitrarily at 72,000,000 years,
represented by a clock dial of 24 hours
-3,000.000 years to each hour.
On the above basis the first six
hours of the clock represent Azole
time, the earliest conjectural period
of the earth's formation-18a,0U0,.0t
years; the next six hours Eozole and
the next eight Paleozoic tlme-18,000,
000 and 24,000,000 years, respectively
-periods of mineral and vegetable
formations. In the next three hours
animal life dereloped-Megosoic time,
9,000,000 years-that is, from the
twentieth to the twenty-third hour.
Thus the last hour of the 24-4,000.000
years of geologic time-repreeents
Neosole time, which includes the ap.
pearance of human life in the Quater
nary period.
This last divisdon of the 24 hours,
the Quaternary perioed, is shown as
only ten mlnutes-la other words 500,
000 years. The existence of human
life on the earth, therefore, bears the
same relation to the age of the earth
as ten minutes does to twenty-four
hours. But since the period of writ
ten history is estimated roughly at
only 6,000 years, this last division is
not shown on the chart, snlace It would
only he 12 seconds in duration.
Scientific American.
Explains Earth's Origin.
Astronomy teaches some strange
things, and none more strange than
that the origin of the earth, is itself
but a speck in a system that In turn
Is but a speck in the whole. It is be
lieved, and there seems to be abun
dant scientific proof of the theory,
that the origin of a system such as
ours Is a mist of cosmical dust that is
born of a nebula, the latter being
what happens when enough of the
dust Is joined In a vast whirling mass.
The young star contracts so rapidly
that it is soon white hot and of dan
sling light, such as Sirius. As It cools
the vapors of calcium and Iron appear,
and It becomes yellow. Our stn Its
such a star, and another is Arcturns.
Still later it turns red, such as Mire,
and In time, billions of years, It will
die altogether.
Ancients Knew of Compressed Air.
The principle of compressed air was
known to the ancients, having been
experimented with by Hero, who lived
from 284 to 221 B. C. The compressed
air pump was invented by Otto vou
Guerieke of Magdeburg, in 1654.
Light ULterature.
The Angler-I've bought a tr book
for each of us.
The Novice-Do you snppone we'
have time to mead It)--Betg mr,.
slgh,
iRAT-POOF CORN
CRIB AND IRANARY
Affords Protection Against Pests
Which Destroy Crops.
HAS SOLID CONCRETE FLOOR
Elevator Cup System Lightens the
Work of Storing the Grain-Labor.
Saving Equipment Keeps Farm
Help Satisfied.
By WILLIAM A. RADFORD.
Mr. William A. RIadford will answer
questions and give udvice FREE OF
('OST on all subjects pertaining to the
subject of building work on the farm, for
the readers of this paper. On ac'ount of
his wide experience as Edltor, Author and
Manufacturer, he Is, without doubt, the
hlghest authority on all these subjects.
Address all Inquiries to William A. Rad
ford. No. 187 Prairie avenue, Chicago,
Ill., and only Inclose two-cent stamp for
reply.
Two hundred million bushels of grain
are donated yearly by the farmers of
the United States to be eaten and
wasted by 200,000,000 rats. The rat
consumes a quantity equal to the pro
ductlve energy of 200,000 men work
Ing 5,000,000 acres. One rat will eat
50 pounds of grain during the course
of a year. These are only a few of
the startling figures that indicate the
real menace which the rat is to the
modern farmer today.
His hope of protection lies In build
Ing farm buildings that are rat-proof.
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O)ne, farmter who overlooked this fact
reports half his corn was ruined after
It was plltted In the crib and another
farmer in Iowa reported that rats ate
and injured enough to pay taxes on
400 acres of land.
The chief source of attack by this
vast army of rodents Is the corn crib
and granary. Here is stored the crop,
the reward of a year's arduous toll.
It behooves the farmer to seek pro
tection from pests and the elements.
In addition to the loss Incurred by
rats, millions of dollars are lost yearly
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from mold and rot caused by excess
ire dampness in inefficient granaries.
The corn crib should be one of the
most important buildings on the farm,
and its planning should be given care
ful consideration.
Presented here with floor plans is a
substantial rat-proof corncrib and
granary built to form an effective shel
ter for the harvest. The idea of pro
tecting its contents has been kept in
mind throughout as the construction
shbows. In the first place it is built on
a sturdy foundation of concrete.
Nothing is more effective as a barrier
against rats than a concrete floor. Ris
In this granary there are corn cribs
on each side of the central driveway
extending up to the roof. On the see
ond floor immediately above the drive
way are the bins for the heavier
grain. The spout of the elevator can
be directed to fill any bin.
The building is 26 feet wide and 36
feet long. The drive is 10 feet wide,
and each corn crib is 8 feet wide.
This is the propitious time to build
a corn crib so as to be ready for the
harvest when it comes around. The
wise farmer is aware of the deadly
inroads of the millions of rodents,
pests, etc., and will not be caught like
he was last year. There is no sense in
NEW TRICK IN PHOTOGRAPHY
What Is Known as "Fuzzy" Effect Pro
duced in an Ingenious Though
Simple Manner.
A certain "fuzzy" effect in motion
pictures bears the name of a great mo
tion-picture producer who was the first
to use it.
Most folks suppose that the whole
thing is accomplished with a camera
slightly out of focus. That is not the
ease, although the real method is sim
ple and curiously ingenious.
If the camera were thrown a little
out of focus the result would be quite
different. Some parts of the picture
would be recognizably distinct and
others quite distorted.
The new system is called "diffused
focus." The camera is equipped with
a lens made of two lenses.
'In the diffused focus lenses, the two
lenses making up the system have
slightly different focal length. One,
say, throws a sharp focus at two inches
and the other at two and three-tenths
Inches. Then, when the film is exposed
Ing above thi platform is a sturdY
building of frt.me, built so as to proe
vide a maximum amount of ventila
tion without exposing the contents to
outside attacks.
Two wide doors at each end. hbDm
on a speiaul door track which grt
facilitates their operation. open
way into the drive leading throug l
center of the building. At one eftfo
this driveway is a platform scale set
In the floor. The load of grain is
weighed as it enters the crib. From
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here the wagon or truck is backed up
to the elevator pit, where the load Is
dumped.
In this corn crib the builder has
installed a device which has done won
ders In lifting much of the burdensome
work from the shoulders of the farm
er. He has installed what is knowi
as an inside cup elevator. This ap
paratus consists of a revolving chain
carrying a number of cups from the
grain pit in the driveway to the cupola
above when they automatically dump
the grain into a spout leading to any
one of the grain bins or corn cribs. In
this way all actual handling or shovel
ing by hand is eliminated. A great
quantity of grain can be put into the
granary in a short space of time.
working hard all year only to put the
fruits of your efforts in a shack built
of a few hoards as the only protection
against bad weather. The constant
exposure to the rain, frost and snow
will play havoc with the corn and cut
down its market value considerably.
This structure will be a valuable ad
dition for any farmer who raises a
good crop, and is doubly attractive be
cause of its economy in construction.
Moreover, because of the installation
of the elevator it will be a splendid aid
to him in keeping help on the farm
satisfied. One of the big reasons for
the difficulty in keeping help is the
back-breaking work which they have
to perform. In this case one of the
hardest tasks has been made easy
Only through the construction of
such buildings and the installation of
the most modern labor-saving equip
ment can the modern farmer hope to
stem the exodus of the young men te
the cities. When the work is made
attractive they will stay. And only
by building substantial corn cribs and
granaries can the farmer hope to reap
the profits which should be his.
Truth About Whales.
A member of the Brooklyn Insti
tute museum, Brooklyn, N. Y., who
has made a special study of whales
in Newfoundland, states that the av
erage length of a full-grown sulphug.
bottom whale is just under 80 feet.
This estimate disregards the exagger
ated reports sometimes spread by sail
ors, and is based on actual measure
ments of many individual specimens
There seems to be creditable accounts
of whales reaching a length of from
85 to 95 feet, but this authority di6
not see any of that size. Whales ap
pear to grow with great rapidity, the
length of "yearlings" being estimated
at from 80 to 85 feet-Christian Sci.
ence Monitor.
Cutting Children's Ears.
It is a senseless practice to cut
children's ears, and arises from a fool
ish superstition. Many years ago it
was thought that backward children
could be cured by making an incision
in a certain part of their ears. The
belief exists in some parts of the coun
try today, the operation being per
formed usually by a woman at the
change of the moon. Needless to say,
it results only in pain and misery for
the child.-London Tit-Bits.
there are two images, each a little
different from the other, though each
is sharp alone.
The blending of these two large -la
ages gives the artistic "fuzzy" effect
so pleasing to most movie patrons and
quite the thing among society photog
raphers.
Studying Smoke.
Smoke is perhaps the chilf
of fire-fighters. It chokes
kill. The United States be
standards has newly built
calls a "smoke house," for
which are expected to be of
usefulness to the fire de
our cities. It will be used to , .
mine exactly what I. requlrtd lllt "
"smoke masks" a safe and
tection for men engaged ila
fires.
Convincing.
Election Candldate,
friends, when you vote YOU
to vote for a pig in a pokn
to vote for me and get
article !"-London Tt-i*t