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The Mystery of a 5ilent Love
f Chvalir RLIMI I QI(hUX AUTHOR ofr"Tmr CLOJED DoOK," ITC" ILLUSTRATIONS 4 C.D*R.ITODE5S 9C'foHMr Y 17E .IAR SIT PEAU,/twLt eo SYNOPSIS. --8-. Gorden Gregg Is called upon in Leg horh 1y Hornby, the yacht Lola's Owner, sad dining aboard with him and his frien4d Hylton Chater, accidentally ses. A to'h' photograph of a young girl. That iGdht the consul's safe is rubbed. Tihe hedce a find that Hornby is a fraudl nd the Lola's name a false one. Gregg vis fts Capt. Jack Durnford of the iairines aboard his vessel. I)urnford knows but will not reveal the mystery of the Lola. "It concerns a woman." In London Gregg Is trapped nearly to hIs death by a fOrmer servant, Olinto. Visiting in Dumlfres Gregg meets Muriel Leitheourt. Hornby appears and Murlel introduces him as Martin Woodroofe, her fathr's friend. Gregg finds that she is engaged to Woodroffe. Gregg sees a copy of the torn photograph on the Lola and finds that the young gIrl Is Muriel's frienl. Woodroffe disappears. Gregg disov'rq the body of a murdered nwoiman In Nan noch wood. The body disappears and, In its place is found the Ioryv of linto. Gregg talks to the police but conceals tis own knowledge of the woman. Muriel calls secretly on Gregg and tells him that she Is certain that a woman as well as a man has been murdered. They search Rannoch wood together, and rind the body of the woman. Gregg recogniz:s her as Armlda, Ollnto's wife. Gregg tells the police but when they go to tie wood the body has disappeared. In London Gregg meets OlIntod alive and well. fIall ing to get any clue from Ollito,. Grgg traces the young girl of the torn photo g'raph. CHAPTER VIII-Continued. "Well, the last I received only a fortnight ago. If you will wait a tmo ment I will go and get it. It was so strange that I haven't destroyed it." And she went out, and I heard by the the frou-frlou of her skirts that she was ascending the stairs. After five minutes of breathless anxi ety she rejoined me, and handing ime the letter to read, said: "It Is not in her handwriting-I won der why?" The paper was of foreign make, with blue lines ruled in squares. Written in a hand that was evidently foreign, for the mistakes in the orthography were many, was the following curious communication: My Dear Lydia: Perhaps you may never get this Ietter the last I shall ever be able to send you. Indeed, I run great risks In sendlng it. Ah! you do not know the awful disaster that has happened to me, all the terrors and the tortures I endure. But no one can assist me. and I am now,4looking forward to the time when it will all be over. Do you recollect our old peaceful days Jn the garden at Chichestef? I think of ythem always, always, and compare that sweet peace of the past with my own terrible sufferings of today. Ah, how I wish I might see you once again; how that I might feel your hand upon my brow, and hear your words of hope and encourage ment! But happiness is now debarred from me, and I am only sinking to the grave under this slow torture of body and of soul. "This will pass through many hands be fore it reaches the post. If, however, it ever does get dispatched andt you receive it, will you do me one last favor-a favor to an unfortunate girl who is friendless and helpless, a nd who will no longer trou ble the world? It Is this: Take this let ter to London, and call upon Mr. Martin Woodroffe at 98 Cork street, Piccadilly. Show him my letter, and tell him from me that through It all I have kept my promise, and that the secret Is still safe. He will understand-and also know why I cannot write this with my own hand. If he is abroad, keep it until he returns It Is all I ask of you, Iydla, and I know that if this reaches you, you will not refuse me. You have been my only friend and confidante, but I now bid you farewell, for the unknown beckons me. and from the grave I cannot write. Again farewell, and for ever. Your loving and affectionate friend, ELMA. "A very strange letter, is it not?" re marked the girl at my side. "I can't make it out. You see there is no ad dress, but the postmark is Russian. 8he is evidently in Russia." "In Finland," I said, examining the stamp and making out the post town to be Abo. "But have you been to Lon don and executed this strange commis sion?" "No. We are going up next week. 1 Intend to call upon this person named Woodroffe." I made no remark. He was, I knew, abroad, but I was glad at harving ob taiaed two vet-y important clues: first, the address of the mysterious yachts man, Woodroffe, alias Hornby, and, secondly, asrcertaining that the young girl I sought was somewhere in the vicinity of the town of Abo, the Fin nish port on the Baltic. "Poor Elma, you see, speaks in her letter of some secret, Mr. Gregg," my companion said. "She says she wishes this Mr. Woodroffe, whoev&r he is, to know that she has kept her promise and has not divulged it. This only bears out what 1 have all along sus pected." "What are your suspicions?" "Well, from her deep, thoughtful manner, and from certain remarks she at times made to me, I believe Elma is in possession of some great and ter rible secret--a secret which her uncle, Baron Oberg, is desirous of learning. I know she holds him in deadly fear she is in terror that she may inadver tently betray to him the truth!" CHAPTER IX. Strange Disclosures Are Made. The strange letter of Elma Heath, combined with what Lydia Moreton. had told me, aroused within me a de- I termination to inveetigate-the mystery. From the moment I had landed from the Lola on that hot, breathless night at Leghorn, mystery had crowded upon mystery until it was all behwildelring. Had it not been for the mystery of it all-and mystery ever arouses the hu man curiosity--l should have given up trying to get at the truth. Yet as a man with some leisure, and knowing by that letter of Elma Heath's that she was in sore distress, I redoubled my efforts to ascertain the reason of it all. On leaving Leghorn I had given up all hope of tracing the mysterious yachtsman and had left the matter in the hands of the Italian police. But, without any effort on my own part, I seemed to have been drawn into a ver itable network of strange incidents, all of which combined to form the most complete and remarkable enigma ever presented in life. Those September days were full of anxiety for me. Alone and unaided I . as trying to solve one of the greatest of problems, plunged as I was in a veritable sea of mystery. I wanted to see Muriel Leithcourt, and to question her further regarding Elma Heath. Therefore again I left Euston and. traveling through the night, took my seat at the breakfast table at Green law next morning. Sir George, who was sitting alone it not being my aunt's habit to appear early-welcomed me, and then in his bluff manner sniffed and exclaimed: "Nice goings on up at hannoch! HIave you heard of them?" "No WVhat?" I cried breathlessly, staring at him. "Well, it's a very funny story, and there are a dozen different distorted versions of it," he said. "Hut, from what I can gather the true facts are ,1ý "It Is Not in Her Handwriting-I Won der Why?" these: About seven o'clock the night before last, as Leithcourt and his house party were dressing for dinner, a tele gram arrived. Mrs. Leithcourt opened it and at once went off into hysterics, while her husband, in a breathless hurry, slipped off his evening clothes again and got into an old blue serge suit, tossed a few things into a bag, and then went along to Muriel's room to urge her to prepare for secret flight." "Flight!" I gasped. "What, have they gone?" "Listen, and I'll tell you. The serv ants have described the whole affair down in the village, so there's no doubt about it. Leithcourt showed Muriel the telegram and urged her to fly. At first she refused, but for her father's sake was induced to prepare to accom pany him. Of course, the guests were in ignorance of all this. The brougham was ordered to be ready in the stable yard and not to go round, while Mrs. Lelthcourt's maid tried to bring the lady back to her senses. Leithcourt himself, it seemed, rushed hither and thither, seizing the Jewel cases of his wife and daughter and whatever valu ables he could place his hand upon, while the mother and daughter were putting on their things. As he rushed down the main staircase to the library, where his check book and some ready cash were locked in the safe, he met a stranger who had just been admitted and shown into the room. Leithcourt closed the door and faced him. What afterward transpired, however, is a mystery, for two hours later, after he and the two women had escaped, leav ing the house party to their own diver sions, the stranger was found locked in a large cupboard and insensible. The sensation was a tremendous one. Cowan, the doctor, was called, and de clared that the stranger had been drugged and was suffering from some narcotic. The servant who admitted him declared that the man had said he had an appointment with his master and that no card was necessary. tie, however, gave the name of ('hater." "Chater!" I cried, starting up. "Are 1 you certain of that name?" "I only know what Cowan told me," t was my uncle's reply. "But do .ou know him?" "Not at all. Only I've heard that I name before," I said. "I knew a man I out in Italy of the same name. Iut It where is the visitor now?" "In the hospital at. Dunifries. They took him there in preference to leav- t ing him alone at Iannoch."' "Alone,?" "Of course. Everyone has left, now the host and hostess have slipped off t without saying good-by. Scandalous affair, isn't it? I:ut, my boy, you'll re t member that I always said I didn't i like those people. There's something p imyst4erious about t'hem, I fteel certain i That tel gramu gave them warning of the visit of the man ('hater. depenld a upon it, and for some reason they're t y afraid of himi. It would he interesting ( •. to know \\hat transpired between the i p two 1e1 in the library. And these are s people w\ho've been taken up by every n body--mere adventurt rs, I should call 1 ,themn!" And old Sir George sniffed i again at thought of such scandal hap - pening in the neighborhood. "If Gilrae 1 1 must let Rannoch, then why in the t name of Fortune doesn't he let it to r respectable folk and not to the first I fellow who answers his advertisement c f in the Field? It's simply disgraceful!" t I "Certainly it is a most extraordinary I t story," I declared. "Leithcourt evi- ' I dently wished to escape from his vis , itor and that's why he drugged him." "\VWhy he poisoned him, you mean. t "1 Cowan says the fellow is poisoned, but i . 'hat he'll probably recover. lie is al- I V ready conscious, I hear." I resolved to call on the doctor, who happened to be well known to me, and: - obtain further particulars. Therefore r at eleven o'clock I drove into I)um s fries and entered his consulting room. He was a spare, short, fair man, a trifle bald, and when I was shown in he welcomed me warmly, speaking with his pronounced Galloway accent. "Well, it is a very mysterious case, [ Mr. Gregg." he said, after I had told him the object of my visit. "The gentle i man is still at the hospital, and I have to keep him very quiet. lie was poi soned without a doubt and has had a I very narrow escape of his life. The police got wind of the affair and Mac kenzie called to question him. But he refused to make any statement what ever, apparently treating the affair very lightly. The police, however, are mystified as to the reason of Mr. Leith court's sudden flight, and are very anx ious to get at the bottom of the curious affair." "Naturally. And more especially after the tragedy up in Rannoch wood a short timna ago,'1ll said. "That's just it," said the doctor, re ovinug. his 1BI t _ , gem. "1Miackinz e s m o usigt some connection between Leithcourt's sudden disappearance and that mys terious affair. It seems very evident that the telegram was a warning to Leithcourt of the man Chater's inten tion of calling, and that the last-named was shown in just at the moment when the fugitive was on the point of leaving." Knowing all that I did. I was not sur prised. Leithcourt had undoubtedly taken him unawares, but knights of in dustry never betray each other. My next visit was to Mackenzie, for whom I had to wait nearly an hour, as he was absent in another quarter of the town. "Ah, Mr. Gregg!" he cried gladly, as he came in to lind me seated in a chair patiently reading the newspaper. "You are the very person I wish to see. Have you heard of this strange affair at Rannoch ?" "I have." was my answer. "Has the man in the hospital made any state Sment yet?" "None. lIe refuses point blank," an swered the detective. "But my own t idea is that the affair has a very close a connection with the two mysteries of the wood." "The first mystery-that of the man -proves to be a double mystery," I s said. S"Htow? Explain it." " "Well, the waiter Ollnto Santini is 1 alive and well in London." S"What!" he gasped, starting up. "Then he is not the person you identi Sfled him to be?" "No. But he was masquerading as SSantini-made up to resemble him, I , mean, even to the mole upon his face." S"But you identified him positively?" S"When a person is dead it is very i t easy to mistake countenances. Death alters the countenance so very much." "That's true," he said reflectively. "Hut if the man we've buried is not I I the Italian, then the mystery is con siderably increased. Why was the real man's wife here?" "And where has her body been con t cealed? That's the question." 1 "Again a mystery. We have made a Sthorough search for four days, without discovering any trace of it. Quite con fidentially. I'm wondering if this man SChater knows anything. It is curious, I to say the least, that the Leithcourts should have fled so hurriedly on this r man's appearance. But have you ac Stually seen Olinto Santini?" 1 "Yes, and have spoken with him." t "I sent up to London asking that in t quiries should be made at the res I taurant in Bayswater, but up to the Sprelent I have received no report." "I have chatted with Olinto. His - wife has mysteriously disappeared, I but he is in ignorance that she is dead." "There is widespread conspiracy' - here. depend upon it, Mr. Gregg. It ' Swill be an interesting case when we get to the bottom of it all. I only wish I I this fellow Chater would tell us the Sreason he called upon Ileithcourt." "What does he say?" "Merely th;.t he has no wish to roi prosecute, aud tha'. he has no state ment to nTak.. tb "Can't you l, iel him to say some- t1 thing?" I ask. 1. th "No, I ca,,'t. Tlhat's the infernal In difficulty of it if h,. din't choose to sp Iseak, then s,. l ,iut still remain in on ignorance, al:1:I I feel confident of that he knil, s ntl(thing of the th strange affair ulp a! the wood." or And althouixg I v as silent. 1 shared th the Scotch detectlve's belief. co The aft- r:z1 ;l ,tis chill arid wet as I climbed tL,h hli to Greenlaw. tr; The Buddl a disappearance of the tenants of lian:,ecth was. I found, on kt everyone's tonlgu,, ini Dumfries. In the smoke rooi (f thin rail nay hotel three us men were dis<:; -inc it with many in grimaces awld .it, r hints, and the qi talkative you c,x:!4 ;o,1,,n belhind the bar asked me I. o,itniiun of tlih' strange w goings-on up at thie castle. 1 decided s( that the man vi had asmtoked and w chatted with n,· ~o affably on that hot, breathless night itl the Mediterranean in must remain in ignorance of my pres- d( ence, or of lay knowledge. Therefore i 1 stayed for a week at Greenlaw \with dl eyes and ear:, opi ii, yet exercising care It that the patient in the hospital should el be unaware of l,} presxinIce. I The inquiry ito tlie death of the li unidentified mllal ill I:i nnoch wood had al been resumed andil a verdict returned li of willful nlurltier against some person It unknown, ' hile of tile second crime w the public hail io knowledge, for the w body was not discovered. Chater, as soon as he recove\red, left the hospital Y, and went seUtlh- to London, I ascer- e tained-leaving the police utterly in li the dark anid filled with suspicion of e the fugiti\vt fronr liannoch. li One day I called at the castle, the n i front entraniice of which I found closed. b Gilrae, the owner, had colne up from n Ih Leithcourt Closed the Door, and Faced Him. l I London and discharged all the late tenant's servants, keelping on only his own. Ann Cameron, a housemaid, was one of these, and it was she whom I met when entering by the servants' On questioning her, I found her most Swilling to describe how she was in the corridor outside the young mis 1 t - the telegram in his hand. She heard him cry. "Look at this! Read it, Murlel. We must go. Put on your things at once, my dear. Never mind about lug-a gage. Every minute lost is of conse quence. What!" he cried a moment later. "You won't go? You'll stay here-stay here and face them? Good heavens! girl, are you mad? Don't you know what this means? It means 1 that the secret is out--the secret is out. you hear! We must fly!" The woman told me that she dis tinctly heard Miss Muriel sobbing, while her father walked up and down the room speaking rapidly in a low tone. Then he came out again and returned to his dressing room, while Miss Muriel presumably changed from her evening gown into a dark travel ing dress. "Did she say anything to you?" I inquired. "Only that they were called away suddenly, sir. But," the domestic add ed, "the young lady was very pale and agitated, and we all knew that some thing terrible had happened. Mrs. ILeithcourt gave orders that nothing was to be told to the guests, who dined alone, believing that their host and hostess had gone down to the villagei to see an old man who was dying. That was the story we told them, sir." "And in the meantime the Inith ,ourts were in the express going to Carlisle ?" "Yes, sir. They say in Dumfries that the police telegraphed after them, "Lut they had reached Carlisle and evi dently changed there, and so got away." By the administration of a judlciove tip I was allowed to go up to Missn aluriel's room, an elegantly furnished little chamber in the front of the fine old place, with a deep old-fashioned windo- commanding a magnificent view across the broad Nithsdale The room had been tidied by the a maids, but allowed to remain just as she had left it. I advanced to the window, in which was set the large t dressing table with its big swing mir ror and silver-topped bottles, and oa 1A gazing out saw, to my surprise, It was the only window which gave a view of G that corner of Rannoch wood where the double tragedy had taken place. Indeed, any person standing at the spot would have a clear view of that one distant window while out of sight to of all the rest. A light might be placed A there at night as a signal, for instance; o or by day a towel might be hung from the window as though to dry and yet ti could be plainly seen at that distance. 1 Another object in th" room also at- ti tracted my attention--a pair of long ti field glasses. Had she used these to l( keep watch upon that soot? R, I took them up and focused them a upon the boundary of the wood, tind- tl ing that I could distinguish everything quite plainly. "That's where they fortml tihe man who ',as murde'red." explained the t servant, who still stood in the door- c way. a "I know," I replied "I was just try- ti ing the glasses." 'Then I iput them h down, and on turning saw upon the n mantel shelf a small. bright rt d can dle shade, which I took in my hand. ii It was tmade, I found, to fit upon the t electric table lamp. f ".Miss Muriel was very fond of a red light," explained the young woman; g and as I held it I wonder' d if that i, light had ever been placed upon the g toilet table and the blind drawn up whether it had ever been used as a warning of danger? t As I expressed a desire to see the young lady's boudoir, the maid Cam eron took me down to the luxurious little room where, the first monient I entered, one fact struck me as pecu liar. The picture of Elma leath was no longer there. The photograph had been taken from its frame and in its place was the portrait of a broad browed, full-bearded man in a foreign military uniformn-a picture that, be ing soiled and faded, had evidently been placed there to till the empty Iframe. "lHas tile gentleman who called on 1 the evening of .\Mr. Leithcourt's disap pearance been back here again since he left the hospital?" 1 inquired as a sudden idea occurred to Tme. 'TO BEI CONTINUt'ED.) HID WEALTH UNDER CARPET Lodger in New York Rooming House Had Considerable Sum Put Apart From Prying Eyes. Three Lank books, showing a bal ance of $5,000, including accrued inter est, were found and turned over to the public administrator of New York city by Mrs. Juliet O'Keefe of G79 East One Hundred and Seventy-ninth street, The Bronx. The books were found underneath a carpet in Mrs. O'Keefe's home, and at -the suggestion of her brother, who is a lawyer, Edward J. Kiely of 357 Ful- ton street, Jamaica, Mmrs. O'Keefe transferred them to the administrator. The name in the books show that they belonged to Thomas Griffin, one of Mrs. O'Keefe's boarders when she ran a large boarding house twelve years ago, at 129 East One Hundred and Fiftieth street. Grillin was a street car conductor and had come d from Salem. On May 25, 1'J03, he was taken to Fordham hospital, seriously ill, and he died there after an opera e tion. lie did not reveal the presence s of the bank books. a Mrs. O'Keefe says he was always I reticent with her and his fellow board s' ers regarding himself and his rela tives. It "The day before he died I called at n the hospital and asked him if he s- wished me to communicate with any -t relatives or friends," said Mrs. h O'Keefe. "Hie replied he had none, d and gave me no hint of the hidden i. bank books." jt The bank books will be held for rel g- atives of the dead man, if any may be e- found. y Mukden Water Project. d A Chinese company under the name 't of Tien Po Kung Ssu has petitiUoned .5 the governor general at Mukden for pi- rmission to install waterworks lI Mukden. The proposed capital is $1, s- itlo00) small coin, about $400,000 [, United States currency, in 100,000 n shares of $10 each. The amount to w be paid up before starting work is d $600,000 small coin, the remainder to e be paid up when required. Such a n scheme is doubtless workable and 1- would be profitable if properly man aged, for Mukden has a population of 175,000. The scheme does not include piping y for houses, but the water is to be i- conveyed to street hydrants from d which every householder will be al a- lowed to draw his own supply. Those a. who wish to have water in their g houses will be able to do so later by d paying the cost of laying pipes and d making necessary connections. - e Cleveland Plain Dealer. SToleol. Toluol is a hydrocarbon used In the 1- manufacture of dyes and also in pro o duction of high explosives. Benzol is also a hydrocarbon, the chlef raw ma S terial of the artificial dyestuffs Indus a, try and a fuel that can be used in fia I- ternal-combustion engines as a sub. It statute for gasoline. Half of the ben zol output of German coke ovens was s used for motors in 1913, and at pres a ent it has almost completely replaced d gasoline for automobiles in that coun e try. d - t Different Doings. "How is your brother, the fashlo, e able expensive surgeon, doing?" a "He is cuitting up high." e "And how is your brother, the dQ e tist, getting on?" S"Oh, he'as plugging awaM." RECORDS OF SONGS OF BIRDS Gramophone Has Been Successfully Employed in a New and Interesting Way. The gramloptlone i" sunit ltes put to strange usesT Tle leadilr of an African limiting expedition. who set out on a motor trip fromlll th ('ape of ('Cairo, recentily us,',l it ;is a idt coye for tigers nain hilpp, t ai,,~l i in tiger hulllltilln it is ut ual l o tethtl r a illb to a Itree.; its hI atii.~ s aii!r;ict the tigeor within r.a.'h of tl!, l h:i.trs. Ihe'. lore a':l inlu .:l;ia ld the .\piorer had on i ,. r ord;s ini;ude 0 l ':t'.:itilg lamn s. and, says, ia r e!it , ,::'', ihe triedt th", nlll o I il' ;,n t'"th inl; . I ; , . r of tiht African Jlunill e with cnisi '.-rabtle sue i 'he r,'i s ',! lak,.'rt er in'ii ,dl toni, of thitir :rl .:th si triup.h. tii ',i t y lt eU - o.tg niacli, ' ni n I the t(,I :ft' illcal ant!he Pt ! r,, t wo s. Te I': l hil etf dil Wi'elilty t\;, bird olenter tht birs to hg t ti t 1 , ia,' ll .s of ta l Wtr S ct., l eing mI (< hint','s T et" c,,,'h r Mi.t . ot /0111111 that il sitting lip a dutnnily re riod ill n il ;(hit. ,, ill the hornl of c\ilhl they put in s ll of Ithe h irl' favorit foudl. he th bird entmn Merelyd tWase horn toarm get ti' he food oi clociork was set in motion. Thl, little ti nt iTrs soon grt,w and thr'tened the occup, ants so after lnuch tedious antd discourag ing lEthr successful records were nlue. Thi.tse record.: are solling Ill thousands all over the wornalties. TENANTS DIDN'T iIND HIM Old Gentleman Merely Was a Harm less Optimist With a Seemingly Peculiar Delusion. A district visitor was paying calls on the folk in a row of cottages, and was shocked by the conduct of a shab to aily-dressed ol genat flman, who ass, fron loo to mindoor in a great rage, and threatened the occupants with all manner of e'ire penalties "Dear e.a what a peculiar old alan" s hime exclaimedn to one of the tenants. "\Vhy do you permit him to abusExercise oyo Thin fasion?" Oh, we dit cont mind in the least, Sma'aers," answered the tenant, with a twinkle in her eyes. "We're quite used to his little ways by now. te s olen a harmless lunatic lor ten or ?loven years." "You don't stay so! Poor old fel low! What particular form does his madness take?" e 'Optimism, maam. One comes for the rent every Monday, and actually alinows himself to fancy that he'll get it!"-London Tit-Bits. a Exercise for Thin Folks it When it comes to the question of \'hercise, the tlin woman walks shell 'e Nothing t oo much." She assuredly gruneeds a certain amount of gentle ex prcise every day, but she does not a need and ought not to take up the :violent sports which will do the fat e woman all the good in the world. ro There are two outdoor practicesl how it vet which will be of great benefit to . the thin woman One of these is I walking, the other is tswimming. o hein the thin woman whealksthful symhe Thoel avot try to in of life ismuch ground rter In Ppua over New (uiea certain i and at a herate pacery, poibly owaying parg Sto icular attention to her breathing. SWakingves, ino the fresh air will help treou to breathe correctly, and haituallv drink seall athose three meals of good, wholesome Food of whih yat hought 4f" are toldse la ewly. Swimming Cannibalso will aid yourne Sappetite, and ihot i ars of age-sitive oly the bestxam api quickest way thato develop thcame across. d a lon white heard. This fellothe swimminges eo gain rdweightim and a hrealthful sym metrical body. o his , however, th e aver was no traeti of nilitfe is in any otwer countryi, n thepossibly owingor to ldhe peculiar diet afshowted graty thei natives, wio devour with gusto the tobacco." trI truyleks Sooand habitually drink seaChange in A. E. Pratt's Two Ytoars Among thess thNew Guinea Cannibals. "W'hffer? saw one e"I dare sa you anticipate a pleasant "about 60 years of age- the only examt pitroubles ongevity that we came across.. "AndHe was t almost dthatl", and had "a long white eour car wi follow tribes- of Ste whmen regarded him as a geat curion."ty and broughreat Advanhim to see us. spte there wat s your idea of theniroity; hisof e loyment?"ses were unimaird, and the poor "hy-er-a mgift of tobacco."nologue on a ph hanStyles Soon Changehat Ytime?" "Yes, but thrmonologue os on the thought that hut"And what is that?" ahut oft the phonograph."