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Time Lock Jligior of i The Sit/er Blade!', "The Bafernoder Etc, —— — -^j^frr=^ GOPyjOSGJtT JS/i 2 i? CJt c czu&c?z t. cra^. SYNOPSIS. Audolph Van Vechten, a young man of h-Uure. is astonished to see a man enter No. 1213, a house across thq street from the Powhatan club, long unoccupied and spoken of as the House of Mystery. BOOK I. CHAPTER II—Continued. First of all. Van Vechten was struck by this coincidence. Even before in ventorying the man’s semblance, he asked himself how many had preceded him; how many were yet to come. And how did they time their arrival so s* nicely? dThere had been something furtive a jl> ou t the second fellow's admittance, Jrvan Vechten recalled; not particularly ’ ° n the man’s part, but suggested rath er by the narrow crack which the open door at first disclosed, making one think that the chain had not been re leased until after a parley. And then the aperture had widened only enough for the visitor to squeeze his bulk through, whereupon the door had promptly banged shut. Van Vechten retained merely a sense of absolute darkness beyond the threshold; not the slightest glimpse had he caught of servant or attendant. The door might have been tended by invisible hands. Again he asked himself: Would the incident be repeuted in another hour? The wait between ten and eleven o’clock dragged with mo6t exasperat ing slowness; but the self-appointed watcher's interest was ut such high pitch that he left his third cocktail un tastcd. As the hour approached, he darted quick glances along the street In an ticipation of a now arrival. And sure enough, ot a minute or two before the hour, here came a third muscular, reso lute-looking young man, not over-fas tidiously attired, who was scanning the house numbers as intently as his two predecessors had done. And Just as the chime** in the hall began tolling eleven, he mounted the steps and rang the bell. Van Vechten scarcely breathed, so intently was he following the proceed ings across the street. As before, the door was opened perhaps an inch, a brief colloquy patently ensued, then 1 the gap widened barely enough for the I young man to equeeze through. And I also as before, the door was slammed | without Van Vechten obtaining the least glimpse of whatever mysteries J might lie beyond. A By now he was taking account of S time only with reference to Number 9 1313. He was in such a state of mind 9 that he forgot that he wns tired and 1 sleepy, or that he ever had been bored. ■ Other club members—the few unfor ■ tunatee anchored to the city—were bo- I ginning to drop in, but Van Vechten 9 was too intent to give any of them ■ particular notice until Tom Phinney ■ arrived. | It was -impossible to ignore Tom ■ Phinney. Not that Van Vechten want »ed to. because he didn’t—os a rule. H Their friendship antedated their col • lege days; which was odd enough If M one cared to sum up the differences ■ between their two characters. Tom ■ Phinney, never celebrated for his wit. was once Inspired to epigram by an appreciation of these tempermental f dissimilarities, and as his utterance is not without pith it is worth quoting. He confided to his right-hand neigh bor at a certain formdl dinner: "Rud dy not only belongs to a half of the world that's not wise to how the other half lives, but It’s the half that doesn’t care a rap and would be tired to death if you tried to tell it." With a lazy lifting of one slender (hand, Van Vechteu arrested Phlnney’s noisy progress across the lounging room. As soon as Tom comprehended who was hailing him, his good-hu iwnored expression died away with com ical rapidity, a look of mingled amaze iftnent and alarm taking its place, if “Moses and green spectacles!” he fit voiced in astonishment. “You! Out jof bed this time of day? Sunday, too!” 'lik-He hurried to his friend’s side and ex $ amined him critically. "Seen a doctor yet? You'd better. If £ you’re not able I'll go fetch old Pottle w.—sleeps here, you know.” ’jto These remarks were ignored. u “Draw up a chair,” was the response 9—“no, not that stuffy one; it makes line perspire only to look at it—the wil 2 low rocker.” Tom did precisely as he was direct ed. “Well?" he grunted, eyeing Van Vechten with a concern that was only half simulated. But in a moment he felt biB gaze impelled to follow his friend’s. “What's up?” he demanded, staring hard—even belligerently— at the silent House of Mystery. Van Vechten listlessly consulted his watch, stifled a yawn, and then said: "Twenty-two minutes to twelve. I’ll lay you a hundred that while the |l clock's striking the hour a chap will By Charles Edmonds Walk go up that stoop, ring the bell and be admitted.” "What do you mean?”—bluntly. "Been tipped off to anything about our House of Mystery?”—the second ques tion with kindling interest. The other, however, shook his head. "The bet’s a fair one," he said. And he repeated It • "You are always so devilish hard up that I thought you would like to pick up a hundred. You can take it or leave it.” "Oh, I’ll take you fast enough," Tom made haste to agree. “Your money's as good as anybody’s. But sit here till noon? I don’t think! I haven’t break fasted yet." “You pamper that gross appetite of yours. We’ll breakfast together. There will be something to talk about, who ever wins; for. truly, something is happening across the way at last." Tom was immediately all eager in quiry. but to his importunities Van Vechten opposed the one injunction— " Wait.” So Tom grumbled and growled to no purpose, and was in and out of his chair a dozen times during the period of waiting, though he made it a point to settle himself there some min utes before the hour of noon. He sat glowering darkly at his friend and ut tering sarcastic remurks which the latter apparently did not hear. However, the alert watchfulness that lay behind Van Vechten’s imperturb ability was Infectious, and as the preg nant moment drew nearer and nearer Tom himself fell to scanning the street, which was quifet and oppres sively respectable, and never crowded with trafllo of any sort, even on work days. On Sundays it was practically deserted all day long—especially mid summer Sundays. There was no word from Van Vech ten until he quietly announced: “Here he comes.” Tom Phinney craned forward. He beheld a stalwart, well set-up young man In a shabby suit, approaching on the opposite walk. He scrutinized him intently. Excepting that it was so nicely timed, there waß nothing dramatic about the man'** advent. Tom even in dulged in a disdainful “Huh!”—not withstanding which he was sensible of a distinct thrill when, a few seconds later, the young man mounted the steps of Number 1313, rang the bell, and after the now familiar preliminary measures on the part of the unseen door-tender, was admitted. And all the while the clock in the club hall was chiming the hour of noon. CHAPTER 111. An Exit. “Alexander! ” A page hastening cat-footed, after the manner of all well-trained pugee. swerved abruptly from his course and bore down upon the window where the two friends were seated. Van Vechten waved in the direction of Number 1313. "Alexander.” he said, "we are going to breakfaEt, and we want you to hold these two chairs for us. Keep an eye upon that house across the way—thir teen-thirteen. Observe whether any body departs, or whether anybody ar rives, and make careful note of them. If anything unusual happens, come to me immediately in the grill. Under stand?” Alexander signified ’that he under stood. and that he was willing to wait and watch—for even the club's ser vants shared the general interest it* the House of Mystery—and Alexande was already seated in one of the vu cated chairs, his eyes glued to th> doorway opposite. There were only two other diners in the grill. Van Vechten and Tom sough: a secluded corner, where the latter listened in blinking bewilderment to an account of the morning's happen ings. But. after all, he was no more mystified than the narrator. He was, however, all at once in spired. "I have it!” he impetuously an nounced. "Let’s hurry and eat—l’m not hungry now, anyway. What say to me walking up and ringing the bell at one o’clock?” But Van Vechten’s comment was not encouraging. “Crude.” was hie word. ”1 fear you will never learn anything beyond squash, yachts and polo ponies. Those men are not wandering blindly into the house; the indications all point to a prearranged meeting. They may be the tenants themselves; some sort of secret society—” “Anarchists!" Tom yelled. A thought had but to enter his head to emerge at his mouth. The other two diners looked up, startled; but perceiving the source of the outburst, they returned to their meals with expressions of pa tient endurance. "Yes, anarchists," Van Vechten agreed; “even so. And you would have a nice, pleasant time getting in —or, once in, getting out again.” "Oh. well, wo might try breaking in ROCKY FORD ENTERPRISE. after dark—Jimmy, you know, and all that eort of thing,” a sarcasm which was frankly Ignored. "It has occurred to me," pursued Van Vechten, picking daintily at his omelette souffle, "that a person who has been at such pains to keep his identity hidden from the rest of the world, is stimulated to do so by some powerful motive. If he is a person of intelligence it will be no light matter penetrating his Becret; it might be dangerous for the meddler. And it is no business of ours.” "Rats!" Tom Phinney exploded in disgust. "You’re losing interest al ready.” The other elevated his brows and leaned comfortably back in hie chair. "Tommy,” he returned weariedly, ”1 am willing to try anything—once. And, as you know, whatever I under take I see through to the end, what ever that end may be. Just now I am too depressed by this uncertainty about Paige—not to mention its dis agreeable consequences—to become in terested in anything.” "It 1b deuced queer you don't hear from her, isn’t it?” Tom felt called upon to show a polite concern. His friend sighed. "Since my cousin is a woman,” he said, " ’queer’ is not the word. Her disregard for my and Uncle Theodore's plans -is Just what might have been expected; it is so thoroughly feminine, as you would know well enough If you had a will ful. pretty cousin like Paige. But by the same token 1 am no more resigned to sit twiddling my thumbs in this bake-oven of a town until shq chooses to come home—or at least let me know about when to look for her.” “Just the same,” insisted Tom, "11 she was my cousin I'd be worrying.” “I am. Tommy—for myself, though; not for her. . . . Bui I was going to say that we would better let this matter drop; tho affair is none of ours.” But Tom Phinney, once his head was set, was not easily turned aside. "No telling what devilish conspiracy is afoot. Ruddy,” he urged; "it’s our duty as good citizens to interfere If we ha\e some reason to think that—” "Slush!” remarked Mr. Van Vech ten without feeling. "1 am not n good citizen. According to Paige, I belong to the least desirable class of all—the spenders, the wusters of substance. And 1 toil not, neither do 1 spin.” Tom snorted his disgust at such sen timents. "What bluffers girls are!” declared he from the lofty height of twenty-five years’ accumulated wisdom. "I’ll bet Miss Carew don't believe any such rot us that. Can't a man do as he pleases with his own money?” “She says not. A man's money is not his own; he is merely holding it in trust.” Tom, however, had never met Paige Carew, who had lived most of her twenty years abroad, and he had no more tolernnce for her opinion than he had for anybody else’s that did not agree with his. . "They may bo plotting to rob a bank,” he abruptly bent the talk back to the paramount topic. Van Vechten regarded him with a far-away look. "Or starting a dramatic school.” he added, "or condemning vivisection or woman suffrage, or something equally ghastly. Drop it, Tom; that'6 my ad vice. Sitting comfortably at a window and waiting for whatever surprises our House of Mystery may have to dis close, is one thing; actively interfering with something that does not in the least concern us, is quite another. If there really is any mystery, and it Is to be dealt with at all, it calls for a thin, keen blade, not a bludgeon.” "If that’s some of your pink-tea wit,” growled "Tom, "a bludgeon is a mighty good thing to have when you are deal ing with crodks." “Doubtless—when the crooks do not fight with rapiers. I'll give you a chance to break even; you don’t want to owe me a hundred, I suppose?" The troubled look, result of unwont ed mental effort, was instantly erased from the handsome boyish face. "No. 1 don’t. I’m on, if you’re bet ting nobody will show up at one.” "Either end you like. A hundred says no man will enter thirteen-thir teen at one o’clock." Which was very decent and accoin DEAL MAINLY IN MILLIONS Open-Handed Generosity of American Plutocrats Is Something to Marvel At. A cable dispatch the past week an nounced, with quite a flourish of trumpets, thdt the money value of the magnificent display of gifts at the wed ding of the royal Prince Arthur of Connaught and the Duchess of Fife was estimated at no less a sum than $7G0,000. The number and generosity of the donors are reported to have oc casioned a great wagging of tongues and a general lifting of eyebrows in the assembled ranks of royalty. On the same day there was recorded a wedding r.t Baltimore on which occa sion the father of the groom. Mr. Henry Clay Frick, presented to the bride his check for $2,000,000. while the fortunate groom received from his father securities valued at $12,000,000. No mention was made of other gifts, which were presumably numerous and costly, to use the familiar phrase. Com paratively speaking, how meager and unlmposing are the evidences of the znodutlng of Van Vechten, considering that he would have been rather sur prised than otherwise if one o’clock came and went without bringing a fresh arrival. And there was another arrival, and he was surprised—very much surprised. And Tom Phinney lost his second wager, too, which he could ill afford to do. This was the way of it. It was very close to one when they resumed their seats. Alexander, with patient disappointment, reported that nothing at all had happened. Then the clock struck the hour, and a taxi cab whirled madly up and came to a skidding stop in front of Number 1313. A lady hastily descended, a fashion ably gowned lady, who fairly ran up the steps; and before she had time even to touch the bell the door swung open and she darted through the open ing and was swallowed up. Tom was indignant and disgusted. '"Now what do you think of that!” — giving the exclamation the slangiest sort of intonation. He was, of course, thinking only of the outcome of the bet. But Van Vechten had not heard. The instant the woman appeared at tho top of the stoop—until then the cab had partially concealed her—he startled Tom into forgetfulness of his disap pointment, by bounding from his chair. At the same time he smothered an ex clamation which, although inarticu late, was a good deal more indicative of agitation and amazement than Tom's had been. “What tho dickens!" Tom cried. Van Vechten slowly sank back into his seat again. “I—l thought—for a moment,” he muttered vaguely. "If I did not posi tively know to the contrary, I should ■ay—” He left it uneaid, however. The cab turned and departed, and the young man sat staring in a perplexed way at the closed door. It was as silent and illegible as it had been for months, the windows all as irresponsive, the sooty facade as sphinxlike. Tom was still contemplating his friend in bewilderment. "You didn’t by any chance think it was Miss Carew, did you?" he asked. The other bent a startled look upon him “Paige? Heavens, no! Don't be a blooming idiot. It was a young girl, though. I couldn't see her face, but for a second I thought she was some one I know —a much older woman —” The words trailed off. There followed a moment of silence, then he announced with quiet de cision: "Tom, 1 believe my Interest is re viving. If you don’t mind, my dear fellow, we shall see whether this is an occasion calling for an outsider’s inter ference." Tom chortled. "Enter, a girl, and the bludgeon is to be supplemented by a ’keen, thin blade.’ " "Just so, old man,” drawled his friend. But these two puzzled young men were not afforded much time to ex change views upon the newest develop ment. Without the slightest forewarn ing of the gravity of what was about to liappeu. Number 1313 gave them tho most startling episode so far of the day. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Rand Gold Industry. The economic value of the South African gold industry and the conse quences to the world at large, should a strike ever close the mines for any length of time, aro difficult to esti mate. I*ast year, according to the Ixmdon Chronicle, almost 38.000.000 pounds sterling worth of gold was ta ken out of the mines of the "Wit* watersrand." A large part of this vast sum remained in the country to be used to pay the wages of the 23,000 Europeans employed in the mines and of the almost 200.000 natives. The recent industrial upheaval in tho "Rand" has called more attention to the "Reef that supplied the whole world with the greater part of its gold, because the money centers of Europe openly feared that even a temporary suspension of work in South Africa would paralyze the world’s finances. But, fortunately, this has been averted by the speedy termination of the strike esteem of European potentates and princes when contrasted with the to kens of the open-handed generosity of our American plutocracy nowadays! Reclaiming Zuyder Zee. Queen Wilhelmina in her speech from the throne on the opening of the Dutch parliament said that a measure would bo introduced for the reclamation of the ZUyder Zee. The Zuyder Zee was originally a lake, and the scheme is to make it so again by constructing a great dyke across the entrance ot the Zuyder Zee and then build three other dykes around tho coast of the Zee, one running nearly directly north and south and one clos ing the western part of the Zee; an other from near the southern end of the first to a point well up on the eastern shore, while a third one will stretch northwest the direction of the dyke built across the entrance. This scheme will not touch the center of the Zee, which will thus return to Its former condition of a lake. If the Dutch chambers sanction it the work will be carried on by means of a public loan in the Netherlands CITY OF MONUMENTS French Capital Very Interesting in This Respect. Every Highway and Garden Appear* But the Background for a Work of Art —Tomb of Napoleon In spires Patriotic Feeling. Purls. —Paris is so full of interesting monuments that it is a never-ending delight to wander aimlessly about the town in order to be surprised by some graceful nymph in bronze or some handsome god in stone. Every high way and garden appears but tho back ground for a work of art designed to please the eye sensitive to beauty. Whatever be the nature of the Paris monument, it seldom fails to inspire some emotion. One cannot visit tho impressive tomb of Napoleon at the Invalides without a feeling-of patriot ism. The lovely fountain of Carpeaux, in the Luxembourg gardens, Is an in spiration for the poet and dreamer; and the Chapelle Expiatoire, in the Rue des Mathurins, one of the least known monuments of Paris, calls forth tears of pity. It Is hardly possible to enter Chapelle Expiatoire without a feeling of sorrow for the indiscreet butterfly who flew too near the flame of Destiny, the fascinating Madame Deficit, the execrated Madame Veto of tho pamphleteers. Tho edifice, which, unfortunately, is not an beautiful as it might b»\ Is tho work of tlw*’ •architC«w* I'**.■*<* Fontaine, and was erected shortly after the Restoration, on the site of the old burial ground of the Made leine, where the victims of the insa tiuble guillotine found their final rest ing place. Here were the graves of the noble Swiss Guards, of beautiful Char lotto Corday, of Philippe Egalite, Madame Roland, Madame Dubarry, Camille Desmoulins, Danton. Bailly and many others, and here, too, the bodies of I-ouis XVI and Mario An toinette were hastily interred In open coffins filled with quicklime. Had it not been for the loyalty of a few royalists the actual grave of the king and queen might easily have been lost in oblivion. A z it happened, the spot was carefully noted and pur chased in 1790 by one Descloz-iaux. In 1815, when tho horrors of the revolu tion had passed like an evil dream, the remains were disinterred, tho skulls, a few bones and the elastic metal gar ters worn by the ill-fated Autrichienne at the time of her execution were re interred at St. Denis with the respect which had been denied them by the Republic One and Indivisible: and the original coffins, worth six francs each, containing the dust of the king and queen, were placed in the vault illus trated above. In the chapelle also are two interesting groups in white mar ble. One represents the a|*otheosls ol Louis XVI. The king is shown sup ported by an angel, presumably In the person of Abbe Edgeworth saying the immortal words. "Son of St. Louis, ascend to heaven.” Tho statue is exceedingly interest ing by reason of the fact that it is the only one of XVI in all Paris. Affixed to the pedestal Is a slab ol black marble, on which the will of the unhappy monurch is reproduced in gold letters. The second group shows Marie An toinette kneeling at the foot of a tig Altar Containing the Dust of Marie Antoinette and Louis XVI. uro symbolizing "Religion." The lat ter bears the features of Madame Eliz abeth, the queen’s sister-in-law. The Widow Capet’s last letter, so full of calm dignity and pious resignation, is also sealed to the plinth. The actual vault or altar, which is surrounded by wreaths dated 21 Jan vier, 1793, and 16 Octobre, 1793, is placed below on the original level of the cemetery, and is reached by a flight of stone steps. Leaves Husband $1 in Will. New York.—Muaes Oppenbeimer has received $1 from the $15,000 es tate of his wife, whose will said that their children will take care of him. Will Banish Beggars. New York.—Pojico Commissioner Woods has formed a "mendicancy squad" to rid fashionable thorough fares of beggars. Large Gas Flow From Byron Well. Lovell, Wyo.—The greatest gas flow ever tapped in Wyoming Is sending gas at an enormous pressure out of a 2,000 foot well sunk in the Byron field by the Ohio Oil & Gas Company. The estimated flow of the well is 12,- 397,000 cubic feet daily. The new gas well Is one of several which have been brought in in the Byron field recent ly. It is estiinnted that the field at present could supply 31,000.000 cubic feet of gas daily, equal in caloric val ue to 5,000 tons of coal. Man Without Arms Now Stenographer Baltimore.—Though both arms were severed within three inches of tho shoulder, six years ago. David T. Jones of this city bus mastered steno graphy. With the aid of rubber bands to fasten a pencil or penholder to the right arm he Is able to write. Jones, who is thirty years old, was in jured so severely that amputation of both arms was necessary while he was working on a steel structure. In reading, Jones’ method appears some what laborious, for he uses his tongue to turn the pages. GEORGE L. BICKFORD PARDONED. North Dakota's Former Treasurer Pardoned By State Board. Bismarck, N. D.—George L. Bick ford, former state treasurer, who was convicted of ombezzlemeut of state funds, was pardoned by the State Board. He faced a sentence of from one to three years in the penitentiary, but the pardon was granted before ho begun to serve tho sentence. At one time the total of his alleged embezzle ment amounted to $60,000, but most of this amount was made good. HOG PRICES GO LOWER. Washington.— Farm prices for beef cattle advanced more than 3 per cent, but average quotations for hogs and sheep were lower on April 15 than on that date in 1913, according to figures prepared by the Department of Agri culture. Cattle prices for April, 1914, were $6.29 a hundred, an advance of 2ic. In Michigan, lowa. Missouri and Kansas there was no change in cat tle prices from 1913 quotations, and in Wisconsin there was a decrease of 30c a hundred pounds. State averages bf prices for beef cattle showed greater variation than hog quotations. April's lowest aver ages were In Alabama, Georgia and Mississippi, $1.30, $4.50 and $4.40, re spectively. compared with $8.50 in Rhode Island. $7.60 in New Hamp shire and $7.50 In New Jersey, the highest. Other state averages were: Penn sylvania and lowa, $7.10; Maryland, $7.20; Ohio and Kansan, $7.10; Maine, Indiana, Illinois and Nebraska. $7.00; Massachusetts, Missouri, Wyoming and Colorado, $6.90; Nevada, Wash ington and California. $6.80; Oregon, $6.70; Connecticut, West Virginia and South Dakota, $6.60; New Mexico and Idaho. $6.50; Delaware. Michigan and Kentucky. $6.40; Virginia and Mon tana, $6.30; Arizona, $6.20; Okla homa and Utah, $6.10, and Minnesota, $6.00. In other states the prices aver aged below $6.00. The average hog price to producers on April 15 was $7.80 a hundred. 14c less than that on that date last year. In all the Important hog-producing states from Ohio to Kansas tho de cline was from 30c to 40c, but in some of the New England states and In practically all the South except Texas and Oklahoma, the prices were higher than a year ago. « KODAKS and SUPPLIES LlnliiiS Srnil 11. your Filin, for ilrrrloplnr. I iiert fJUIH* work only. 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