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of Her Hand y x fGeore Barr McCutcheon 4 Y,, /P/j.2 v ,,. C, E Y Mu r' ..GU,'Y : BOYRt, ,, , D tf, CmItPAHY f SYNOP81S. Challis Wrandall is found murdered in Sroeed house near New York. Mrs. Wran dall is summoned from the city and iden tiles the body. A young woman who ac companied Wrandall to the inn and sub sequently disappeared. Is suspected. Mrs Wrandall start bhark for New York to an auto during a blinding snow storm. On the way she meets a young woman in the road who proves to be the woman who killed Wrandall. Feeling that the girl had done her a service in ridding her of the man who though she loved him deeply halr caused her great sorrow. Mrs. Wrandall det" rmines td shield her and takes her to her own home. Mrs. Wrandall hears the story of Hetty Cas tleton's life. except that portion that re lates to Wrandall. This and the story of the tragedy she forbids the girl ever to tell. She offers Hetty a home, friendship and security from peril cn account of the tragedy. Sara Wrandall and Hetty re turn to New York after an absence of a year in Europe. Leslie Wrandall. brother of Challis. hecomes greatly interested in Hetty. Sara sees nl Leslie's Infatuation possbility for revenge on the Wrandalls and reparation for the wrongs she suf fered at the hands of Challis Wrandall by malrrying his murderess Into tlhe familv. Itphe. in company with his friend Bran don Booth. an artist, visits Sara at her country place. Leslie confesses to Sara that he is madly In love with Hetty. Sara arranges with Booth to paint a picture of Retty. Booth has a haunting feeling that he has seen Hetty before. Looking through a portfoli of pictures by an un known English artist he finds one of Retty. He speaks to her about it. Hetty declares it must be a picture of Hetty Glynn. as nglitsh actress, who resembles her very much. Much to his chagrin Leslie is refused by Hetty. Booth and Hetty confess their love for each other. but the latter declares that she can never mrry a there is an Insurmountable har Wter In the way. Hetty admlts to Sara that she loves Booth. Sara declares that netty must marry I.eetl. who must be rmade to pay his brother's debt to the girl. Hetty again attempts to tell the real story of the tragedy and Sara threat ens to strangle her if she says a word. Sar insults Hetty by revealing that all this time she has beleved Hetty tn have dained in her relations with Challis Wran dal.t later she realises that Hetty is in Usesnt. Leslie again proposes to Hetty and is rejected. Hett' prepares to leave ata, declaring that after what has hap ipned she can remain no longer. CHAPTER XIII-Contllnued. LesIeS did not turn up at his father's I place in the High street that night Wtil Booth was safely out of the way. t He speat a dismal evening at the boat His father and mother were In the I library when he came home at half- t past ter. From a dark corner of the t garden he had witnessed Booth's early departure. Vivia had gone down to t the gate in the low-lynlg hedge with I her visitor. She came in a moment c after Lesli's entrance. "Hello, Ie," she said, beading an I tguoling eye upon him. "Isn't this earrly Ir your" Har brotYr was standing near the t "There's a heavy dew falling. MaI pr." he said grany. "Sha't I touch a matec to the kindling?" His mother esam over to him quick y, da laa her hand o his arm. '"lr aost Is dmnp," she said sax sly. "es, light the ire" c ;I% ve5y warm in thi room," sald ir. Wrmadll, looking u from his bosk They were always doing somem Ste Gar Leslie's corneot. sHe a seemed to motee hiM. ls. I 31 Bolt and strash a mateh. "Wl' said Vvisa. "- l what?" he demanded (without I Masking aup His slit# took a momeat for thought. lMs nott soming to stay with au tI No stood weck frst rubing his I hs i dio s the dust-th is "Mes, Sp hat coming." he said. He I draw a ver long breath--the trst tn everal hbers-mad thea expelled It voeelly. "She has refused to marry Mr. Wraadall termed a leaf in his aok; it sounded ke the crack of dem.w i still had the m become. t-Via bad the ibrethought to psh a hab toward her mother. It was a ms timea act on her part, for Mrs. WrmUs l sat doa very abruptly and r07 Imply "She - what' gasped Lesli's aster' "urmed me down-wks " said Les-I Is ktsbs. r. Wrandafl laid hs book on the thie without thinkuag to put the book She--Wht? Gasped Lslle' MotheUr. mark i pIlace. The e arose and removed his lasseN, fnmblhns for the - "lbe--h--whatt" he demaned It "Sacked mae" replied his sou. I "Plee do not Jest with me. ILe Me," saM kin mother, trying to mile. I "e Isn't joklng, mother." said Vtv , withl a shrug of her fine shoulders "He-hbe must be," cried Mrs. Wran dll Impatiently. "What did ehe really i ay, Ise?' 1 "The only thln I remember was "gesdh'" id he, ad then blew his I Sviolesntly. "Per old Lel" said Vivin, wtth s -t as Bas Gooeb' dean " em g-h M Wreadail, ttia her I s ai Mr. w w rum ial *ghoo Onest tmere bk r s - re-read four or five pages before dis covering his error. In No one spoke for a matter of five minutes or more. Then Mrs. Wran e- dall got up, went over to the library table and closed with a snap the bulky k blue book with the limp leather cover, " saying as she held it up to let. him 8n see that it was the privately printed + e history of the Mu'gatroyd family: "It came by post this evening from L. London. She is merely a fourth cousin, my son." "- He looked up with a gleam of in terest in his eye. to - CHAPTER XIV. Crossing the Channel. in Booth, restless with a vague uneasi- r ' ness that had come over him during f. the night, keeping him awake until c »Y nearly dawn, was hard put during the I n: early hours of the forenoon to find er occupation for his interest until a I a seasonable time arrived for appearing E of at Southlook. He was unable to ac- f count for this feeling of uncertainty - and irritation. o At nine he set out to walk over to Southlook, realizing that he should have to spend an hour in profitless ,d gossip with the lodge keeper before r presenting himself at the villa, but r- somehow relishing the thought that even so he would be nearer to Hetty , than if he remained in his own door '" yard. Half-way there we was overtaken by Sara's big French machine returning e from the village. The car came to a - standstill as he stepped aside to let it pass, and Sara herself leaned over 'e and cordially invited him to get in and ride home with her. "What an early bird you are." be ex claimed as he took his seat beside S her. t She was not in a mood for airy per . sifdage, as he soon discovered. It "Miss Castleton has gone up to town, Mr. Booth," she said rather e lifelessly. "1 have just taken her to F- the station. She caught the eight a thirty." y He was at once solicitous. "No bad o news, I hope?" There was no thought h in his mind that her abesencp was 1 t other than temporary. "She is not coming back, Brandon." s She had not addressed him as Bran a don before. He stared. "You-you mean-" The a words died on his lips. "She is not coming back," she re peated. h An ascusing gleam leaped into his eyes. S "What has happened, Mrs. Wran dall?" he asked. L- She was quick to\ perceive the change in his voice and manner. I "She prefers to live apart from me SThat is all." I. "When was this decision reached?" "But yesterday. Soon after she came a in from her walk with you." "Do-do you mean to imply that that had anything to do with her leav it iag your home?" he demanded, with a lush on his cheek. L She met his look without flinching. a "It was the beginning." a "You-you criticised her? You took h a erto task-" h a "I notified her that she was to marry b Inslie Wrandall i she marries anyone a e at all," she said in a perfectly level D atones it "Good Lord, Mrs. Wrandalll" y "But she is not going to marry Lea lie." I "I know it-I knew it yesterday," he a i cried triumphantly. "She loves me. Sar. Didn't she say as much to b you?" n a "Yes, Brandon, she loves you. But ' 1. she will not be your wife." 4 "What is all this mystery? Why can't she be my wife? What is there ' a to prevent?" She regarded him with dark, inscru- ' . table eyes. Many seconds passed be- f fore she spoke. a S"Would you want her for your wife i. if yot knew she had belonged to an other man?" He turned very cold. The palms of his hands were wet, as with ice-water. Sometlhing dark seemed to lit before his eyes. a "I will not believe that of .her," he said, shakinghis head with a air of b fnallty. 5 "That is not an answer to my ques. o tion." o "Yes, I would still want her." he e declared steadily. I "I merely meant to put you to the P harshest test," she said, and there was bI relief in her voice. "She is a good girl, she is paure. I asked my question because until yesterday I had reason to doubt her." "Good heavens, how could you doubt b those honest, guiltless eyes of--" b She shook her head sadly. "To an swer you I would have to reveal the 1 secret that makes it impossible for s her to become your wife, and that I t cannot, will not do." "Is it fair to me?" a "Perhaps not, but It is fair to her, t and that is why I inust remain silent." II "Before God, I shall know the truth e -from her, if not from you-and--" "If yoa love her, if you will be kind n to her, you will let her go her way a in peace." I - He was struck by the somewhat sain . later earnestness of her words. u '"ell me where I may find her," he o said, setting his jaw. h "It will not be diffcult for you to a Sfind her." she said, rowaning, "If you insist on puruing her." y a "You drive her away from your a bhouse, Sara Wrandall, and yet you e- b pect me to believe that your motives I Iare friendly. Why should I accept your word as final?" o "I did not drive her away, nr did ' Fi ask her to stay." I Heo stared ard at her. I , "God lard, what, is the meunng I o all a" he cr1.e t perpl Ity? ii "Whait am I to ksaetamer Tbe ari h es amb ams, U r II ý I the porte cuchere. She laid her hand on his arm. e "If you will come in with me, Bran i- don, I will try t% make things clear y to you." y He left in half an hour, walking rap idly down the drive, his coat buttoned n closely. although the morning was hot c and breathless. He held in his hand a small scrap of paper on which was written: "If I loved you less, I would come to you now and lie to you. If you love me, Brandon, you will let me go my way. It is the only course. Sara is my friend, and she is yours. HIe guided by her, and believe in my love for you. Hetty." And now, as things go in fairy sto ries, we should prepare ourselves to I see Hetty pass through a season in I drudgery and hardship, with the ulti mate quintessence of joy as the re I ward for her trials and tribulations. Happily, this is not a fairy tale. There are some things more fantastic than fairy tales, if they are not spoiled in ide -' He Stood Looking Down Into Her Se rious Blue Eyes. the telling. Hetty did not go forth to encounter drudgery, disdain and ob loquy. By no manner of means! She went with a well-filled purse, a definite purpose ahead and a determined fac tor behind. In a manner befitting her station as the intimate friend of Mrs. Challis Wrandall, as the cousin of the Murgat royds, as the daughter of Colonel Cas tleton of the Indian corps, as a per son supposed to be possessed of in dependent means withal, she went, with none to question, none to cavil. Sara had insisted on this, as much for her own sake as for Hetty's; she argued, and she had prevailed in the end. What would the world think, what would their acquaintances think, and above all what would the high and mighty Wrandalls think it she went with meek and lowly mien? Why should they make It possible for anyone to look askance? And io It was that she departed in state, with a dozen trunks and boxes; an obsequiously attended seat in the parlor car was here; a telegram in her bag assured her that rooms were being reserved for herself and maid at the Rits-Carlton; alongside it re posed a letter to Mr. Carroll, instruct ing him to provide her with sufficient funds to carry out the plan agreed upon; and in the seat behind sat the lady's maid who had served her for a twelvemonth and more. The timely demise of the venerable Lord Murgatroyd afforded the most natural excuse for her trip to England. The old nobleman gave up the ghost, allowing for difference in time, at the very moment when Mrs. Redmond Wrandall was undoing a oertain pack age from London, which turned out to be a complete history of what his forbears had done In the way of prop agation since the fourteenth century. Hetty did not find it sasy to accom modate her pride to the plan which was to give her a fresh and rather imposing start in the world. She wa to have a full year in which to deter mine whether she should accept toll and poverty as her lot, or emulate the symbolic example of Dicky, the canary bird. At the end of the year, unless she did as Dicky had done, her source of supplies would be automatically cut off and she would be entirely depend ent upon her own wits and resources. In the interim she was a probationary person of leisure. It had required hours of persuasion on the part of Sara Wrandall to bring her into line with these arrangements. "But I am able and willing to work for my living," had been Hetty's stub born retort to all the arguments brought to bear upon her. "Then let me put it in another light. It is vital to me, of course, that you should keep up the sh9w of affluence for a while at least. I think I have made that clear to you. But here is another side to the matter; the ques tion of recompense." "Recompense?" cried Hetty sharply. "Without your knowing it, I have virtually held you a prisoner all these months, condemned in my own j6dg ment if not in the sight of the law I have taken the law unto myself. You were not convicted of murder in this unitarian court of mine, but of an other sin. For fifteen months you have been living under the shadow of a crime you did not commit. I was resrving complete punishment for you in the shape of an ignoble mar. rage, which was to have served two bitter ends. Well. I had the truth from you. I believe you to be abeo lutely innocent of the charge I held over you, for which I condemned yeou without a hearing. Then, why should I not employ my own mesas of makl lag restutiott?" "You hare condseeaded to beliere inme. Tiht bi al I k."| -tM* a iau~ r wk ew t o - ? d To illustrate: our criminal laws are lees kind to the innocent than to the t- guilty. Our law courts find a man ,r guilty and he is sent to prison. Later on, he Is found to be innocent-abso - lutely innocent. What does the state d do in the premises? It issues a formal t pardon-a mockery, pure and simple (I and the man is set free. It all comes I s to a curt, belated apology for an error : d on the part of justice. No substantial If recompense is offered. He is merelyp pardoned for something he didn't do. The state, which has wronged him. . condescends to pardon him! Think of y it! It is the same as if a man knocked another down and then said, before he i removed his foot from the victim's c . neck: 'I pardon you freely.' My fa o ther was opposed to the system we n have-that all countries have--of par i- doning men who have been unjustly condemned. The innocent victim is pIrdoned in the same manner as the e guilty one who comes in for clemency. n I accept my father's contention that n an innocent man should not be shamed and humiliated by a pardon. The court which tried him should reopen I the case and honorably acquit him ofs the c'rime. Then the state should pay to this innocent man, dollar for dol lar. all that he might have earned dur ing his term of imprisonment, with an additional amount for the suffering he .has endured. Not long ago in an ad Joining state a man, who had served seventeen years of a life sentence for murder, was found to be wholly inno cent. What happened? A pardon was handed to him and he walked out of prison, broken in spirit, health and purse. His small fortune had been wiped out in the futile effort to prove his innocence. He gave up seventeen years of his life and then was par doned for the sacrifice. He should have been paid for every day spent in prison. That was the very least they could have done." "I see now what you mean." mused Hetty. "I have never thought of it in that way before." N "Well, it comes to this in our case. I Hetty: I have tried you all over again t in my own little court and I have ac- i quitted you of the charge I had against you. I do not offer you a silly pardon. . You must allow me to have my way 1 in this matter, to choose my own means of compensating you for-" "You saved my'life," protested Het ty, shaking her head obstinately. "My dear, I appreciate the fact that I you are English," said Sara, with a e weary smile, "but won't you please see e the point?" Then Hetty smiled too, and the way was easier after that for Sara. She t d gained her quixotic point, and Hetty t e went away from Southlook feeling that r no woman in all the world was so be- C wildering as Sara Wrandall. When she sailed for England, two days later, the newspapers announced ° t that the beautiful and attractive Miss Castleton was returning to her native land on account of the death of Lord c Murgatroyd, and would spend the year on the continent, where probably sbe would be Joined later on by Mrs. Wran dall, whose perlod of mourning and distress had been softened by the con stant and loyal friendship of "this ex quisite Englishwoman." Four hundred miles out at sea she was overtaken by wireless messages t from three pe'rses. I Brandon Booth's message said: "I a am sailing tomorrow on a faster ship r than yours. You will find me waiting for you on the landing stage." Her a heart gave a leap to dissf heights, and, try as she would, she could not crush it back to the depths in which it had P dwelt for days. a The second bit of pale green paper contained a cry from a most unexpect ed source: "Cable your London ad dress. S. refuses to give it to me. I a think I understand the situation. We want to make amends for what you have had to put up with during thq year. She has shown her true naturt aat last." It was signed "Leslie." Prom Sara came these cryptic ,ords: "For each year of famine there will come seven years of plenty." 1 All the way across the Atlantic she a lived In a state of subdued excitement. Conflicting emotions absorbed her waking hours but her dreams were all ( a of one comp!exlon: rosy and warm and full of a joyousness that dis tressed her vastly when she recalled them to mind In the early morning hours. During the day she intermit I tently hoped and feared that he would be on the landing stage. In any event. ashe was bound to find unhappiness. t If he were there her Joy would be short-lived and blighting; if he were t not there, her disappointment would t Sbe equally hard to bear. He was there. She saw him from the deck of the tender as they edged aup to the landing. His tall figure t Sloomed in the front rank against the , rail that held back the crowd; his a sun-bronzed face wore a look of eager expectancy; from her obscured posl- t tion in the shadow of the deck build ing, purposely chosen for reasons only too obvious, she could even detect the t alert, swift-moving scrutiny that he c fastened upon the crowd. Later on, he stood looking down f I nto her serious blue eyes; her hands t wI ere lying limp in his. His own eyes were dark with earnestness, with the s Irestraint that had fastened itself upon him. Behind her stood the respectful I Ibut immeasurably awed maid, who o could not, br the life of her, under I stand how a man could be on both d siles of the Atlantic at one and the a I same time. t "Thank the Lord, Hetty, say I, fo t the five-day boats." he was saying. I "You should not have come, Bran Idon," she cried softly, and the look c of misery li her eyes was tinaged with a glow she could not suppress. "It o oaly makss everything harder for me. I-I-- Oh, I wish you bad at eomeI fI "But ia't. it wem"durIt he ased. i • 'I1 gbsoleo kse si t awaein al you! It is almost inconceivable. And you were in the act of running away from me. too. Oh, I have that much of the tale from Sara, so don't look so hurt about it." "I am so sorry you came," she re peated, her lip trembling. Noting her emotion, he gave her hands a fierce, encouraging pressure and immediately released them. "Come," he said gently; "I have booked for London. Everything is ar ranged. I shall see to your luggage. LE.t me put you in the carriage first." As she sat in the railway carriage. waiting for him to return, she tried in a hundred ways to devise a means of escape, and yet she had never loved him so much as now. Her heart was sore, her desolation never so complete as now. He came back at last and took his seat beside her in the compartment. fanning himself with his hat. The maid very discreetly stared out of the win dow at the hurrying throng of travel ers on the platform. "How I love you, Hetty-how I adore you!" Booth whispered passion ately. "Oh, Brandon!" "And I don't mean to give you up," he added, his lean jaw setting hard. "You must-oh, you must," she cried miserably. "I mean it, Brandon-" "What are your plans?" asked he. "Please don't ask me," she pleaded. "You must give it up, Brandon. Let me go my own way." "Not until I have the whole story from you. You see, I am not easily thwarted, once I set my heart on a thing. I gathered this much from Sara: the object is not insurmount able." "She-said-that?" "In effect, yes," he qualified. "What did she tell you?" demanded Hetty, laying her hand on his arm. "I will confess she didn't reveal the secret that you consider a barrier, but she went so far as to say that it was very dark and dreadful," lie said light ly. They were speaking in very low tones. "When I pinned her down to it, she added that it did not in any sense bear upon your honor. But there is time enough to talk about this later on. For the present let's not discuss the past. I know enough of your history from your own lips as well as what little I could get out of Sara, to feel sure that you are in a way, drifting. I intend to look after you, at least until you find your self. Your sudden break with Sara has been explained to me. Leslie Wrandall is at the back of it. Sara told me that she tried to force you to marry him. I think you did quite right in going away as you did, but, on the other hand, was it quite fair to me?" "Yes, it was most fair," she said, compressing her lips. He frowned. "We can't possibly be of the same opinion," he said seriously. "You wouldn't say that if you knew everything." "How long do you intend to stay in London?" "I don't know. When does this train arrive there?" "At four o'clock, I think. Will you go to an hotel or to friends?" He put the question very delicately. She smiled faintly. "You mean the Murgatroyds?" "Your father is here, I am informed. And you must have other friends or relatives who-" "I shall go to a small hotel I know near Trafalgar square," she interrupt ed quietly. "You must not come there to see me, Brandon." "I shall expect you to dine with me at-say Prince's this evening," was his response to this. She shook her head and then turned to look out of the window. He sat back In his seat and for many miles, ± oOOOOOODOO aounog CAT AND RAT EQUAL PESTS Former Especially Have Wrought havoc Among the Smaller Native Animals of Australia. In the Monte Bello islands domestic cats have most unfortunately been in troduced, which do much damage amongst the wallabies, and have ex terminated the bandicoot The cats thrive exceedingly wherever they are introduced, growing to kreat size. They soon become wild and cunning. and breed fast. It may be safely said that these animals are doing more damage than anything else to the na tive fauna of the Australian region; indeed, the same remarks apply to the greater part of the world. Cats are carried almost universally on small trading ships, with the idea that they keep down rats. When they be come too numerous or otherwise ob jectionable, they are simply marooned. for to kill a cat is considered among the sailors as most unlucky. The black rat is another Introduced species which does great harm. The animal is found universally over the Monte Bello group, even on the small outlying islets, which are never vis ited, on which it occurs most abun dantly. Its presence is attributed to a schooner which was wrecked some twelve years ago, for it is well known that this rat is a gepd swimmer. It is curious to find that this animal, which is now so rare in its native countries as to be looked upon as a great curiosity, should usually be one of the Aitt species to populate new lands where it is comparatively free from competition. Driven from al civ. illsed eentries by the brows rat, it has takm to the ase, buag better with deep perplexity in his eyes. stud led her half-averted face. The old uneasiness returned. Was this ob stacle. after all, so great that it could not be ovrcomle? They lunched together, but were singularly reserved all through the meal. A plan was growing in her brain, a cruel but effective plan that made her despise henrelf and yet con tained the only means of escape from an even more cruel situation. lie drove with her from the station to the small hotel off Trafalgar square There were no rooms to be had. It was the week of Ascot and the city was still crowded with ipeople who awaited only the royal sign to breakl the fetters that bound them to Lon aon. Somewhat perturbed, she al lowed him to escort her to several ho tele of a like character. Failing in each case, she was in despair. At last she plucked up the courage to say to him, not without constraint and embarrassment: "I think, Brandon. If you were to allow me to apply alone to one of these places I could get in without much trouble." "Good Lord!" he gasped, going very red with dismay. "Whit a fool I-" "I11 try the Savoy," she said quick ly, and then laughed at him. His face was the picture of distress. "I shall come for you tonight at eight," he said, stopping the taxi at once. "Goodby till then." He got out and gave directions to the chauffeur. Then he did a very strange thing. He hailed another taxi and, climbing in. started off in the wake of the two women. .From a point of vantage near the corridor leading to the "American bar," he saw Hetty sign her slips and move off toward the left. Whereupon, seeing that she was quite out of the way, he approached the manager's office and asked for accommodatons. "Nothing left, sir," "Not a thing?" "Everything has been taken for weeks. sir. I'm sorry." "Sorry, too. I had hoped you might I ha e something left for a friend who expects to stop here-a Miss Castle ton." "Miss Castleton has just applied. We could not give her anything." "Eh?" "Fortunately we could let her have rooms until eight this evening. We were more than pleased to offer them I to her for a few hpurs, although they are reserved for parties coming down from Liverpool tonight." Booth tried the Cecil and got a most undesirable room. Calling up the Savoy on the telephone, he got her room. The maid answered. She in formed him that Miss Castleton had just that instant gone out and would not return before 'seven o'clock. "I suppose she will not remove her trunks from the station until she inds a permanent place to lodge," he in quired. "Can I be of any service?" "I think not, sir. She left no word, 'air." He hung up the receiver and straightway dashed over to the Savoy, hoping to catch her before she left the hoteL Just inside the door he came to an abrupt stop. She was at the news and ticket booth in the lobby, closely engaged in converation with the clerk. Presently the latter took up the telephone, and after a brief con versation with some one at the other end, turned to Hetty and nodded his head. Whereupon she nodded her own adorable head and began the search for her ,purse. Booth edged around to an obscure spot and saw her pay for and receive something in return. "By Jove!" he said to himself, amazed. She passed near him, without seeing him, and went out into the court. He watched her turn into the Strand. (TO BE CONTINUED.) adapted for a life on board ship than its otherwise victorious rival.-P. D. Montague in Geographical Journal. New Turbine Uner. The new German ocean liner Ad miral von Tirplts, just launched at Stettin to ply between Hamburg and the Panama canal sone, is the first large vessel to employ the Foettinger turbotransformer in place of the usual turbines. Steam turbines give their best service when operated at a high speed, but the number of revolutions of the ship's propeller must not exceed a certain limit. To reduce the speed of the turbine in order to accommo date it to the speed of the propeller means a considerable loss of energy. Doctor Toettinter's transformer, how. ever, transmits the motion of the tur bine to the propeller shaft by a hydrau lic intermediary, whereby the turbines can be operated at a high speed while the propeller does not exceed its limit of revolutions. The loss of energy is only ten per cent. Besides there is freedom from noise and vibration. Insect Pests as Food. Prof. Charles LiUncoln Edwards says we may reduce the cost of living by eating grasshoppers, and calls atten. tion to the cleanliness of their food. But if we are to get our insect food direct Instead of through the n'ediunm of feathered and finny species, why a discrimination in favor of the hard and horny grasshopper as against the fat and succulent cutworms, the army worm, the large and handsome "to mato worm," and other'similar spe eles who live quite as choicely as the grasshopper? Every farmer his own insect destroyer! Pass the good word alesg to ssay-moth seeotoa COMFORT IN SWISS Penal Instituticns of the Hardly Be Said to 1I Grcatly to Be Ore A Swis: ,ris:n would not place in wHt,ih to spend a .h day for a *h ,,rt time, as practically ali you -ats able cell, . :,tral heating, goid to, t.".! r quantity of beer. .d th . cL. and a lib~ cat I. arb t r .:, have plea, ercis,. , ":;, re is little rge SIn rc',:-: tr all these t'n'il a ,".r a-.,, at the prisapc. AI .. :,luct prtspll ev ;,. , it for the day rol," ,to.. , -.."k. but pr thi (t been u ti,; r Of all th ,r . . r - the jolliest Kr, u~ ,.. in the ('anton a Sau. ,',, ; i:t, rpiellatiooa rad. -i, r Iý ". 4, lv uti.s in t] (o',une: ' r:,r: the libert h .to., . , ths establish jio.v I i, i. :! ekly sm c('rts. P : t."a!,t music hal can h,, !, ri. r ol rood rnoa uth, r,'su', tha.it at e'venings the ", op] Kr,.,r'vb !,,u has neary h hab:'t- ca'Lr envlously th, pr a : a ndl promenade "tr",, ,mt,; i,, the free e_ tn.t'[ v-, al';|!' as some of vcits havc t g(oodl v Ices. On i c;tsi t1i l! r., is no warder to a c~r, ,r -:ao, I--tween the and their v::itors across the thus th,. frn,. r hearn the lateh It is noticed that the prisom* very polite when young ue,l pr.:;,lnt. Plack.ets of cigare rther small luxuries -not on the lar menu-- find their way we walls, and this custom. though forbidd.nt, is winked at. Thes ant little "soire.ls musicales" threatened. It is only fair to the authorities to say that erime t creasinrg, as the population In the country. ALL CITIES DUST PRO In the Nature of Things They Be Otherwise, and Thus U tary Conditions Arise. Modern cities are dust Streets and pavements and are worn by the friction of the cI ar wheels are ground to dust; fabrics are torn to list; burns with products of mes ashes, says a writer in the Magazine. Dust is being produced both within and our houses. Recent studies i eral cities have shown that the bers of dust particles in the *W sidewalks range from one thousand to a million per At higher levels the numbesg At the Woolworth building I York, the highest building I world (716 feet), the air at tie level July 2, 1913, eontailal dust particles per cubic felt; tenth story, 85,000; at the story, 70,000. and at the story, 27,000. As a fgase t pariaon, the air over less sound at a point several Iaf shore was found to meoeli I lust bacteria, but the l fewer than those of the M Iles. At the John laaeset In Boston, the air near the contained 1,330 bacteria sid per cueic foot. while at the the corresponding nambers bacteria and three mol dsW toot. The elimination o dt Is a constant and ev lem for the sanitary oeagls elimination of the horse 6 streets is helping to redoeths dust, but the automobile is dust-creator when used es faces not edapted to its speed. Asphalt streets di tegrate as do macdam being smoother, the wind Iy1 moves such dust as is Net Disturbing tiMe I The owner of a private Ihs a little agitated to see a posedly fishing in the pied neath the immense tsign trespassing. With hasty irate owner hustled for tlb side. "Look here," he claimed, "can't you smo r Don't you know you are I want you to distinetly that this lake is privately privately stocked, and that here is not permitted!" "Jht ment, my dear sir," was the Joinder of the fsherman, M drew his line and rebailted t "Would you mind telling kind of fish you stockd with?" "1 stoCrked it with bld cried the excited owner, d 1 propose--" "That's alli Interjected the fisherman, line. "There is no occuasl M I am fishing for pike." Educatios of the NsiL I have read books e&Ig .served and conversed with eminent and splendidly too, In my time; but I amyl have heard higher sentilmts lips of poor uneducated 6 5 en,. when exerting the spirt a yet gentle heroism under and afflictions, or spedakln pie thoughts as to circi the lot of friends and no I ever yet met with out dof b We shall never learn to fed spert our real calling and less we have taught oursl " sider everything as me pared with the educatlon 0 . -Sir Walter Scott. New Shell Bursts Is A French army man a shell which, when fired fg caliber cannon, will explor in instead of having to cone with something before buI invention was devised by ant Maiandin of the genl Paris. It is said that the increases the range of in aiming at the enemy - in the field of battle. Fretb authorities state that the s tion practically doubles the the 75-caliber cannon. will Jandoubtedly be s ased by all of the rnoI .