The Hollow
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 .