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"l I 'I 4 I kj i} tv t'M AI30 From There. I'r mi Cie 'ii!-aK N'V.s. Till' N'li 11|"'| ieliigan was DlrtilK to sit Jm'. it tn lilt .llvf.i.st \vl:ell l\vo li.i/zl'vj, 111 jj:i. 1 l"i|, luilcirn u.iy t.irci iirio.ki-i .it his Kiti.'lii'ti li»or. "Wf'rc li.ill 't :i rvi-d," limy Siiiil. 'vdir linli iiiri c.iiu.- liinvn in a i-nrrillvltl •iIh.ui I :ii. iniliv. I'riuii 111 f«•. .n«l uv've i:wm|ii'i| i.hiiniKli tin ti 11111 until \\.-iv lil-i'il *:i! I'.ui't yi.ii ns t:oiii't!n ty ^ri I "Yum Ii11• 7 s.-ii.l ho l.iniu:. Wh'T" \v '/*.hj From SI (joijjs S(. i.oiiis it: i." 'Well,' .'s if I tii'- f.i'fiii t. 121'k! 1 Willi -'I Ir-uj Missouri, too |V '.Ml' h.lVl! to .sliov, IIP- ih» l»«i I looii.' mini Z5 "Guar®1* Couldn't Help It. !"roin (hi' liilluclclpiiia ''r. A 111:111 ln-inK cxiitnlm-d in an im port mil wise, cduiiHi found it extreme ly (lilltctiU to "Ktriict the whole until Ircmi lilru. JTis fugi-tiiiily ami i^i11 r iiiicp (.imbiiicil I'lialilcd him to cvak- III! questions At last (lie lawyi i. Ir.s tug nil |iiitnMK«\ cxeluiiueil: "Why, Mr. lUi you previiricale so much?" The witness. .supposing lie referred his pcculiai' maimer of utterance, eonvuhurd this court by replying, iiullt iitiiOy. "I would liltc to ik:\v how a. fellow run help prcvuiii'iilliiK •when hi? has lost. Llirce of his front tcelh'.'" Only IIimi •'IllllliUd III IM VK" riiit is i,Ax.\rivi: mtoMoyciMM:. u,„\ fill' I III- Nlcimtiiro of K. W. VltOVK. IIsihJ tli« M'nrM over to Cure I'oln lu One clay. 'J3c. PINE OF FUJI, AGED 170. Japan Has, the Oldest Man, If Eating Bear Fat Gives Long Life. THk'h I lu* ntiliire ik"r evi.si in .Japa well as in Amerio:i Hero comes (lie Yorodzu t'hnho. a repucililo papi-r Tolclii, Vr llli the aiinoiiiircmont tiiat It Iiuh iiHcovfivi.l in Knsaburo Kujimiil.'-ti, a resident of the province i|' ("'hikuiso! (In: old"nt man in tin- world. KtiJIinntHii is .fust 170 years old, says the Yororixu ('hollo in idengriipliM that ar- childlike and bland. Kujimatsu was born in Yuiuaznki. Chikui^u province. He saw war.H of tin? feudal tfiainyos. participated in the Siitsumu. rebellion and Witlchcd the reconstruction of the empire and lh» establishment of the Meijl cr with the Healing of the pres ent emperor in real power at Tokio. ITe was the fnlher of seven sons, lie had eighteen grandsons and l'orty-six grcat-great-grandsona. One of his ^reat-Kreat-urundsons lives with Fuji inatsu now. "The old Kentleman's physique is still very wood." says the Yorodzu Choho. •'Ills eyes are penetrating utid his teeth it re ull good. He bears up well under his fine. His record honors Ills name, which Is Tine of Fuji." When one of the entcrprisir report era of the Yorodzu found Fujlinatsu making a religious pilgrimage through Hhlkoku in the footsteps of the great HuddhUt disciple Kobo Taishi, he asked him how he could account for his longevity. "My great pleasure when a youth of 30 and 40 years was to hunt bears," roplietj the old man. "I pever neglected to eal. all of the bear fat I could, which kept me always warm ami healthy, so that I did not have to wear uny thick coat in winter time. I never took a dose of medicine." Painful as it is to cast reflection 011 the veracity of one of Tokio's reputable Journals, the coincidence that this hoary nature faker also hunted bears HUggestH the question whether, despite his euphonious name. Pine of Fuji Hhould be culled by a shorter and uglier ^ord. KAILKOAD HAN OM»'l Uk* Being Starred. A tnan running on a railroad bus to be In good condition all the time or be Is liable to do hariu to himself and others. A clear bead la uccesfrary to run a locomotive or conduct a train. Even a railroad man's appetite and digestion are matters of Importance, as the clear brain aud steady hand result from the healthy appetite followed by tbe proper digestion of food. "For the past fire years," writes a railroader, "I hare been constantly troubled with Indigestion. Every doctor I cousulted seemed to want to starve me lo depth. First I was dieted on warm water ahd toast until I wns al most starred then, when they would let me eat, the indigestion would be right back again. "Only temporary relief came from remedies, and I tried about all of them I' saw adrertlaed. About three months •It a friend advised me to try Orape Ktits food. Tbe rery Drat day noticed tint my appetite was satisfied, which had not been tbe case before, that I can remember. "la a weeu. I believe. I had more en ergy than ever before In my life. I have gained sevea pounds and have not had a tench at Indigestion. alnee I Wave been eating Orape-Nuta. When my wlf® aaw how much good this food was doing om Vr It awhile. We believe the dlaeov* ever of QrapeKuta feand the 'Perfect Pood."* Mame glva* by Paatuai C*» Battle (Mak. Utah. Bead "The Read Wall, aula," la pkfL There'a a The trap came around to the door md In a moment we were oft along the sandy road. The day was warm mil bright, the air had the Bharp salt smell of the ocean, trees and bushes were starting into life under the touch si' spring. But Godfrey did not seem to notice any of these things. He kept (lis eyes straight ahead and his face WHS very stern. No doubt he was find ing the problem much more difficult than he had thought. Ilut at last we swung down before the door at Edgemere. A man ran out to hold our horse. We asked for Mr. Delroy, and a eervant who had been stationed In the vestibule took in our i'ards. r'. nastily the'* •very Iticn of THE PRATH0I1 MYSTERY STORY OF MANHATTAN. BY BURTON E. STEVENSON Author of "The Holladay Case," ''Cadets of Qasoony," Cta. We made our way to the nearest ho- "Now. Lester," lie said. "I'm going lo tel find engaged a trap, and while ft make a prediction. I predict that we'll was getting ready, ordered a light And the wall at the corner freshly lunch. Godfrey ate in thoughtfnl si- scratched in more than one place. Ah, lence as for me. I confess that I saw I now. see there." little ground for that conviction lie I The marks were pialn enough and the had expressed so confidently, that we1 cluster of heavy vines which ran up could prove our client's Innocence. I here ngainsl the house also showed was forced to admit that, to look at signs of abrasion. Orysdale, no one would believe him "What would you say those marks capable of such a crime but then, for meant, Lester?" Godfrey asked. that matter, to look at Tremaine, who "I should say," I answered readily would believe him capable of It'.' Put enough, "that someone had recently 1 lie two men before a Jury and Tre- climbed up to the balcony or down from maim: would come off victor every.it." dine. It becomes Instinctive, In time. I "Both ways. Lester both up and for a lawyer to try to look at his cas. down! Oh. this is much simpler than with an uverage Jury's eyes—ho must I'd expected! Now take us up to the see them as those twelve men in the rooms, Thomas." box will see them—and applying that method now. It was very evident to me Unit the chance of clearing our •ilient was very slim Indeed. He returned Immediately and conducted us to the library. Delroy ?anie forward to meet us, our cards in his hand, a curious look of doubt md perplexity upon his countenance. "My dear Godfrey," he began, "I iIrlri't like to refuse to see you, and vet I've declineu to talk to reporters—" ou're not talking to one now, Mr. iy." broke in my companion. "I've '.'oiiie down purely In Drysdale's be 'ial!'. Of course, I'll write up the story !f I succeed in getting him off, but I'll not use anything I learn here In that way." "Oh, that's all right, then." and Del- roy breatned a sigh of relief. "Glad to! opened a door and stood aside to let see you. And you. too, Mr. Lester." us pass. "Mr. Lester is Drysdale's counsel,"! There was nothing at all extraor explalned my companion. "Between dinary about the room. It was large us, we're going to see that he's cleared well-lighted, well-ventilated, well-fur °'..ih,s rt«"culoua charge." nlshed-Just the sort of a bedroom one Yes. I hope you will. Sit down.! would naturally cxpect to find in a lux won you Ridiculous, that's the word urious country-house for It and yet." he added, passing his' Godfrey cast a glance about It then hand before his eyes in a dazed way. he went to one of the windows, opened there are so many points of evidence it. and stepped out upon the balcony which seem unexpialnable that I've grown giddy thinking about them. It's such a terrible thing—my wire Is quite prostrated—even a little delirious at times her sister Is almost ill—we've all been terribly upset." "No doubt," nodded Godfrey, his face curiously Intent. "We're not going, our friend is much too cievw to te to trouble you much now. Mr. Delroy 1 caught nannliur that Th J». the only thing I should like you to do suppose this table Is lust Is to give us an account of all that when Mr hail tKn wiabh happened that evening. I hope you will do that." "Yes, I'll be glad to do that," and he proceeded to tell In detail the story the reader already knows. "There's one tninir." said Godfrey, when it was end id. "Is it true that Miss Croydon seemed to believe Drys dale guilty?" "Yes," answered Delroy "for an in stant she did bu* she explained to me afterwards that she thought It was Tremaine who had been killed." Godfrey's eyes blazed with sudden Interest. "Tremaine! Then there'e been 111 fcellng between them?" "Yes—at least on Drysdale's part. He'd conceived some absurd suspicions iy ?P? ot* Tremaine—told me I'd done wrong about It, In fact." "Thank you," said Godfrey quietly, though his eyes were still shining. "Now I should like your permission to look over the grounds and to ex amine the rooms which Drysdaie and Tremaine occupied." "Certainly," and Delroy touched the bell. "Thomas, he said, to the servant who entered, "you will take these gentlemen wherever they wish to go and answer any questions they may ask you." We went flrct to the boat house and pier and looked over the scene of the tragedy. I was struck, at once, by the change In Godfrey's demeanor he no longer seemed either perplexed or worried his face was shining with triumph. Evidently he had discovered a way out of the labyrinth. To the boat house he gave a par ticularly careful scrutiny, searching In every corner, apparently for some min ute object which he failed to And. Out on the pier again, he stood looking up and down with thoughtful face. "Pshaw!" he said suddenly. "I might have known I was Just wasting my time In there. Come this way, Les ter." He hurried back through the boat um 1 and caught up a email bottle. It was quite empty. He removed the cork, sniffed It, and replaced It quickly. Do you mean to say. Godfrey," I demanded In aatoniahraent, "that you have been looking for that bottler* 'Tt'a precisely what I've been looking for." he returned ex ultantly. "And rve learned one thing— never to mlatraat a logical deduction. Mow let's go hack to the house. And. Thomas," he added to our guide, "take us back by the way that will bring ua opposite the room occupied by Mr. Tre maine." "All right, sir/* aald Thomaa. "Hie 1 room waa right next to Mr. Drysdale's i".1?'wing—there It is now, s!r th' third and fourth wlndowa from th* ond. the thought aha wontd I "And the fifth and axth wlndowa be long to Mr. Dryadale-a room?" "Yea, air." A sort ot balcony ran along the entire wing just beneath the windows, half covered with creeping vines, which In fummor no dotfbt. completely draped 1 It. Godfrey examined tt with ahlnlng *rm. Then he .walked atrataht to the •ad ot the w. But in the vestibule he paused. "Is that the rack where the coats hang. Thomas?" he asked. "Yes. sir." "And where Mr. Drysdale hung his coat thnt night?" "Yes, sir." "Did you happen to notice, Thomas, when he came in. whether or not the top button of his ratn-ooat was miss in™?" "Yes, sir." anawered Thomas slowly "I thought about It afterwards, and it's mighty funny, sir, but I'd swear he had his coat buttoned up tight around his throat. How could he a-done that if th' top button wasn't there?" "How, indeed?" mused Godfrey, gaz ing at the rack with eyes Intent. Then they softened, brightened his face broke Into a smile. "Of course." he said, half to himself "how dense of me not to have thought of It! Now, Thomas, we'll go up stairs." CHAPTER VU. THE KEY TO THE MYSTERY. Thomas led the way through the hall and up the stair. "Which room will you look at first, sir?" he asked. "Let us see Mr. Tremalne's room first." "Very well, sir." said Thomas, and He walked along the balcony to the end where the heavy creepers were, took a look at them, and finally came back to the window. "That's all," he said, MI he stepped through into the room. "Of course. I didn't expect to find anything here— was when Mr. Tremaine had the room?" "Yes, sir." Godfrey sat down at it, measuring the distance from It to the window. "Letter," he said, "I wish you'd go out and come up the walk and see if you can see me sitting here." I ran down the stairs and did as he directed, but could catch not a glimpse of him. "Well?" he called down, coming to the open window. ]|I can't see you at all," I said. "I thought so. Come up again." He was sitting again at the table when I opened the door. "Now. take a look at it Lester," he said. 'You'll see that the table Is so f'le 1 in Inviting him here—acted rather «utside to see a person sitting Yet window that it's impossible for anyone on the Drysdaie stated distinctly that he saw Tremaine sitting at the table writing- when he came back from that mysterious walk. What would you arcue from that?" "That Tremaine had moved the table nearer to the window." "And why should he do that?" "To get a better light, perhaps," I ventured. "He might have done It, in the day time, to get a better light, but at night he would get a much worse one over there by the window than here. The lights, you'll observe, hang from the center of the celling." "Then he did It." I said, "tn order that he might be seen from outside." "That's It not only that he might be seen, but that Drysdaie might see him. I wonder If this IS the kind of paper he wrote on?" "We keep a supply of It In all th' guest rooms, sir," volunteered Thomas. Godfrey took It up and looked at It. It was a plain white linen of good quality, with the word "Edge mere" embossed In blue at the top. There were also on the table pens, an Inkstand, and two or three blotters. He turned the blotters over, but only one of them showed any sign of having a a a fluid* Suddenly ho Godfrey. Ho b#nt ovoi* them with stooped wlth a little cry of triumph ^iedface then he £t oJTa lTttle magnifying glass and studied them It were very faint—yet they seemed to Interest again. "Lester." ha said, at laat. "I wish you'd take a look at this," and he pushed the blotter and glass toward me. "What do you make of It?" I gaaed through the glass at the marks, but for a moment could nu« nothing of them. Then they resolved themselves Into a string of letters marching backward, fairly distinct at one end but fading away to nothing ness at the other. "Somebody aeema to have been scribbling a lot of disconnected letters on a piece of paper." I said, at last. 1 can't make out any words. The let ters seem to be mostly B*a and G' yes, and here's an I." "Thomas," said Godfrey, "win you go down and aak Mr. Delroy If he has a sample of Mr. Tremalne's handwriting, and. If so, to he will let ua aaa It for a moment?" Thomaa went out instantly and I looked at Godfrey In surprise. "Ton think thoae marka have aoma valuer* I asked. Godfrey animated abaently on the Me and stared out of the wind A "I don't know," he answered "but in an investigation of this kind, no point is too small to be Important. We'vt got to examine everything, weigh ev erything, pile up every little atom of evidence, If we expect to tip the scale in our direction. It's very probable that Tremaine never made these marks at all even if lie did, they probably have no significance. But. in any event, it won't do any harm to make sure and, besides, I'd like to see a sample of his handwriting. Just for its own saki—the handwriting of a man like that ought to be Interesting. Ah. here Is Thomas." "Here's a letter, sir." staid Thomas. Godfrey opened It and glanced at tlio contents. "He's a good penman." he said "sen, Lester," and he handed me the sheet "but it's quite a different hand from the one on the blotter—much broader and more masculine—Just such n. hand as one would naturally e!tpc«t a tnavi like Tremaine to write." He examined It again for moment, then folded It up. and handed It back to Thomas. "Perhaps Mr. TV!roy will want. It again," he said. "Now let us see Mr. Drysdale's room." As he got up from the table. I noticed that he still held the blotter In hlH hand, and I saw him place it carefully in fin Inner pocket. After all. then, ho did attach some importance to It. The room which had been occupied by Drysdaie was the counterpart of Tremaine's, but It was In great dis order. An open trunk stood In the middle of the floor, with clothing strewn about It the bed had not been made. "We was ordered not t* do anything toward settin' this room to rights," ex plained Thomas apologetically, "till the coroner set us word we might. Ho ain't sent no word yet." It was evident that Drysdaie had been packing very hastily when he was Interrupted by the arrival of the offi cers. The clothing which was In the trunk had been crammed in carelessly —though, of course, that might have been done by the coroner, after search ing It. "Drysdaie evidently didn't spend much time In bed that ntght." observed Godfrey, and Indicated a pile of clgaret stubs heaped high on an ash tray on the table. "He must have had some knotty problem to wrestle wKh to need so many." He walked slowly about the room, looking at everything keenly, but touch ing nothing he stood gaslng at the tx-d for a long time. Then he turned again to the table. "Here's the diary." he said, picking up a ll*tle book which lay th«re. "So Heffelbower didn't get It. Well. I gueJS I'd better see that doesn't have an other chance." He weighed it in his hand, and I could see how It tempted him—perhaps hero lay the very key which he had been seeking in vain! But in a moment he slipped it unopened Into his pocket. "A man is a fool to make promises." he observed, with a wry smile, and sat down at the table. "Hello, what's this?" he added suddenly, and, stoop ing, he fished from the waste-basket beside him the fragments of a cane. It was a cane certainly of at least or dinary strength, and yet It had been broken Into half a dozen pieces, and hurled Into the basket. Whistling softly to himself, Godfrey surveyed it for a moment: then he bent over the basket and examined the remainder of Its contents, piece by piece. There were scraps of letters, a torn envelope, a crumpled sheet of paper. He sprang to his feet with a cry of triumph and waved It in the air. "I've found it!" he cried, his face beaming. "I've found It. Lester!" "Found what?" I questioned, more and more astonished, for Godfrey waa usually master of hla emotions.. "Ah, Lester," he continued more calmly, as he smoothed it out carefully on the table, "this takes a lot of con celt out of me. Had I been really clev er, I'd have deduced the existence of this message long before I entered the room. As It Is, it's luck—pure luck! I'm glad to win on any terms, but Td rather win by scientific deduction. were written: Be at the pergola at nine. If I am late, wait for me. NATURE MID C. August Dupin would have come straight upstairs, walked straight to that basket, and selected unerringly this sheet of paper—he would have known that It was there while I—well, one can only do one's best, and this point was a little to fine for me. Take a look at It." It was a sheet of the ordinary Edge mere note paper. Across it, two liner a "Well," I faltered "well "Oh, don't you see, Ister, It's the key to the whole problem. Ifs the light we've been looking for—with our eyes shut! And to think that instead of coming straight here for It, I should have stumbled about In the dark for so long. Ifs the only possible explanation, and yet I didn't think of It. It was In evitable from the first, and yet I couldn't see It It disgusts me with my self—It's what I get for being so cocked up over finding that bottle down there. Even after I saw that .blotter, I didn't guess It!" He had taken out a card, and as he spoke he wrote a rapid sentence on It. "Here," he said to Thomas, "take thla to Miss Croydon at once, pleaae." PART V—DAY. CHAPTER I. WHAT HAPPENED IN SUITS FOURTEEN. I waa conadoua. In a dim way, that tha end waa at hand, that we were about to penetrate the mystery. In deed, I already had a vague Inkling of the truth—too vague to bo vronte, too obeeure to be dlacerned clearly. I waa trembling with eager ness: I endeavored to string upon a common thread the Mta of evidence which had seemed to Godfrey so Im portant—the bottle, the scratches on the wall, the coat rack, the broken cane, tbe note but for the life of ma I could see no connection between them. Yet I knew there must be, or Godfrey would not now be walking up and down the room with a face so beaming, so triumphant "Miss Croydon will see you at onoe. sir," announced Thomas from the threshold, and we followed him to the farther end of the corridor, where be tapped at a door. A voice bade ua enter. (Continued Next Week.) A wA carried to a depth ot SM feet befow the surfs*.* of tha sea will not riue again owing to die pressure ot wa ter. 44. V' I WOMAN'S WORK LYDIA E INKHAM Nature and a woman's work com bined have produced the grandest remedy for woman's ills that the •world has ever known. 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