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TI1E YALE EXPOSITOR, FRIDAY, JUNE 4, 1909.
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For an Instant They Were
"Mad" Dan Maltliiml. on reaching his
Now York bachelor club, iiu-t an attrac
tive young woman nt the door. Janitor
O'Hayran assured Mm no on had tnen
within that day. Dan discovered a wom
an's tinker prints In dut on his dosk.
alonii with a letter froi his attorney.
Maitlind dined with Huniurm;in, his at
tornev. Dan set out for Urt-enrlelds. to
Kt his family Jewels. During his walk
to the country seat, he met the young
woman in gray, whom he had seen leav
ing his bachelors' club. Her auto had
broken down. He fixed It. Hy a ruse Khe.
"lost" him. Maltlamt. on reaching home,
surprised lady In gray, cracking the safe
containing his (tenia. She. apparently,
took him for a well-known crook. Daniel
Anlsty. Half-hypnotized, Maltland .ened
his safe, toolc therefrom the J'-eI, und
gave them to her, first formfn, a part
nership in crime.
CHAPTER IV. Continued.
The Interior of the safe was re
vealed In a shape little different from
that of the ordinary household strong
box. There were several account
I books, ledgers and the like, together
;wlth Borne packages of docketed bills,
Sin the pigeon holes. The cash box,
litself a safe within a saf showed a
blank face broken by a small combl-
nation dial. Uehlnd this. In a se
icreted compartment, the Maltland heir
looms languished, half forgotten of
jthfclr heedless owner.
I The cash box combination offered
less difficulty than had the outer dial.
Maltland had It open in a twinkling.
(Then, brazenly lifting out the inner
i framework bodily, he thrust a fum
bllng hand into the aperture thus dls
jclosed and pressed the sprtng, re
leasing the panel at the back. It dis
appeared as though by witchcraft,
and the splash of light from the bull's
eye discovered a canvas bag squatting
ihumbly in the secret compartment; a
jfatllttlecanvas bag, considerably soiled
if rum much handling, such as Is used
'by banks for coin, a sturdy, matter-of-.'fact,
every -day sort of . canvas bag,
iwith nothing about it of hauteur, no
air of self-importance or ostentation,
(to betray the fact that It was the re
ceptacle of a small fortune.
I At Maltland's ear, incredulous:
"How did you guess?" she breathed,
i He took thought and breafli, both
Jbrlefly, and prevaricated shaioelessly:
("Bribed the head clerk of the safe
manufacturer who built this."
: Rising, he passed over to the center
table, the girl following. "Steady with
the light," he whispered; anfl loose'!
the string around the mouti. of th
bag, pouring Its contents, a gr'rtenlnr
priceless, flaming, iridlscent Leasur
horde, upon the table.
"Oh!" said a small voice at his side
And again and again: "Oh," Oh! Ohl'
Maitland himself was moved by the
wonder of It. The Jewels seemed to
fill the room with a flashing, amazing,
coruscant glamour, ralnbow-llke. His
breath came hot and fast as he gated
upon the trove; a queen's ramsom, a
fortune Incalculable even to its owner.
As for the girl, he thought that the
wonder of it must have struck her
dumb. Not a sound came from the
upot where she stood.
Swaying Back and Forth.
Then, abruptly, the sun went out;
at least, such was the effect; the light
of the hand lamp vanished utterly,
leaving a partly-colored blur swim
ming against the impenetrable black
ness, before his eyes.
His lips opened; but a small hand
fell firmly upon his own, and a tiny,
tremulous whisper shrilled in his ear.
"Hush ah, hush!"
"Steady . . . some one coming.
. . . the jewels."
He heard the dull musical clash of
them as her hands swept them back
Into the bag, and a cold, sickening fear
rendered him almost faint with the
sense of trust misplaced, Illusion re
solved into brutal realities. His fingers
closed convulsively about her wrists;
but she held passive.
"Ah, but I might have expected
that!" came her reproachful whisper.
"Take them, then, my my partner
that was." Her tone cut like a knife,
and the touch of the canvas bag, as
she forced it into his hands, was hate
ful to him.
"Forgive me " he began.
For a space he obeyed, the silence
at first seeming tremendous; then,
faint but distinct, he heard the tinkle
and slide of the brazen rings support
ing the smoking room portiere.
His hand sought the girl's; she had
not moved, and the cool, firm pressure
of her fingers steadied him. He
"Quick!" he told her in the leaat of
whispers. "Leave by the window you
opened arid wait for me by tho motor
There was no time to remonstrate
with her. Already he had slipped away,
shaping a course for the entrance to
the passage, nut the dominant thought
In his mind was that at all costs the
girl must be spared the exposure. She
wes to be saved, whatever the hazard.
The tapestry rustled; but he was
yet too far distant to spring. He
crept on with the crouching, vicious
attitude, mental and physical, of a
panther stalking Its prey.
Like a thunderclap from a clear sky
the glare of the light broke out from
the celling. Maltland paused, trans
fixed, on tiptoe, eyes incredulous, brain
striving to grapple with the astounding
discovery that had come to hln.
' The third factor stood In tVi door
J way, slender and tall, in c.enlC dress
' --as was Maltland a light, fir jver-
.;oat hanging open from his shoulders;
one hand holding back the curtain, the
other arrested on the light switch. His
Hps dropped open and his eyes, too,
were protruding with amazement. Fea
ture for feature he was the counter
pert of the man before him; in a word,
here was the real Anisty.
The wonder of it all saved the day
for Maltland; Anlsty's astonishment
was Blncere and the more complete
In that, unlike Maitland, he had been
unprepared to find auj one ia the
For a nw Becond his gaze left
Maitland and traveled on to the girl,
then to the rifled safe taking In the
whole significance of the scene. When
he spoke, it was as if dazed.
"Hy God!" he crled-or, rather, the
syllables seemed to Jump from his
Hps like bullets from a gun.
The words shattered the tableau. On
their echo Maltland sprang and fas
tened his finsers around the other's
throat. Carried off his feet by the
sheer ferocity of the assault, Anlsty
gave ground a little. For an Instant
they were swaying back and forth,
with advantage to neither. Then the
burglar's collar slipped and somehow
tore from Its stud, giving Maltland's
hands freer play. His grasp tightened
about the man's gullet; he shook him
mercilessly. Anlsty staggered, gasped,
reeled, struck Maitland once or twice
upon the chest feeble, weightless el
bow Jabs that went for nothing, then
concentrated his energies In a vain
attempt to wrench the hands from his
throat. Reeling, tearing at Maltland's
wrists, face empurpling, eyes staring
in agony, he stumbled. Mercilessly
Maitland forced him to his knees and
bullied him across the floor toward the
nearest lounge with premeditated de
sign; finally succeeding In throwing
him flat; and knelt upon his chest, re
taining his grip but refraining from
As it was, all strength and thought
of resistance had been choked out of
Anlsty. He lay at length, gasping
Maitland glanced over his shoulders
and saw the girl moving forward, ap
parently making for the switch.
"No!" he cried, peremptorily. "D"ra't
turn off the light please!"
"Hut " she doubted.
"Let me have those curtain cords, If
ycu please," he requested, shortly.
She followed his gaze to the win
dows, interpreted his wishes, and was
very quick to carry them out. In a
trice she was offering him half a
dozen of the heavy, twisted silk cords
that had been used to loop back the
Soft yet strong, they were excellent
ly well adapted to Maltland's needs.
Unceremoniously he swung his captive
over on his side, bringing his neck and
ankles in Juxtaposition to the legs of
that substantial piece of furniture, the
His hands, the first to be secured, and
tightly, behind his back, Anisty lay
helpless, glaring vindictively the while
gradually he recovered consciousness
and strength. Maltland cared little
for his evil glances; he was busy. The
burglar's ankles .were next bound to
gether and to the lounge leg; and. an.
Instant later, a brace of half-hltches
about the man's neck and the nearest
support entirely eliminated him as a
possible factor in subsequent events.
"Those loops around your throat,"
Maltland warned him curtly, "are
loose enough now, but If you struggle
they'll tighten and strangle you. Un
derstand?" Anisty nodded, making an inco
herent sound with his swollen tongue.
At which Maltland frowned, smitten
thoughtful with a new consideration.
"You mustn't talk, you know," he
mused half aloud; and, whipping forth
a handkerchief, gagged Mr. Anlst
After which, breathing hard and in a
maze of perplexity, he got to his feet.
Already his hearing, quickened by the
emergency, had apprised him of the
situation's imminent hazards. It
needed not the girl's hurried whisper,
"The servants!" to warn him of their
danger. From the rear wing of the
mansion the sounds of hurrying feet
were distinctly audible, as, presently,
were the heavy, excited voices of men
and the more shrill and frightened
cries of women.
Heedless of her displeasure, Malt
land seized the girl by the arm and
urged her over to the open window.
"Don't hang back!" he told her ner
vously. "You must get out of this be
fore they see you. Do as I tell you,
please, and we'll save ourselves yet!
If we both make a run for it, we're
lost. Don't you understand?"
"No. Why?" she demanded, reluc
tant, spirited, obstinateand lovely In
"If he were anybody else," Maltland
Indicated, with a Jerk of his head to
ward the burglar. "But didn't you
see? He must be Maltland and he's
my double. I'll stay, brazen it out,
then, as soon as possible, make my es
cape and Join you by the gate. Your
motor's there wait! Be ready for
But she had grasped his Intention
and was suddenly become pliant to his
will. "You're wonderful!" she told
him with a little low laugh; and was
gone, silently as a spirit.
The curtains fell behind her in long,
straight folds; Maltland stilled their
swaying with a touch, and stepped
back into the room. For a moment he
caught the eye of the fellow oa the
floor; it was upturned to his, sardonic
ally intelligent. But the lord of the
manor had little time to debate con
sequences. Abruptly the door was flung wide
and a short stout man, clutching up
his trousers with a frantic hand, burst
into tne norary, nranaisninr. over
head a rampant revolver. i
'"Ands hup!" he cried, levLg at ;
Maltland. And then, with f fallen
countenance: "O-r-r reat VavijHi, sir! j
You, Mister Maltland, sir!"
"Ah, Hlgglns," his employer greeted
the butler blandly.
Hlgglns pulled up, thunderstruck,
panting and perspiring with agitation.
His fat cheeks quivered like the wat
tles of a gobbler, and his eyes bulged
at, by degrees, he became alive to the
Maitland began to explain, forestall
ing the embarrassments of cross-examination.
"I the mest -ccider H'rlus II
was passing in my car with a party of
friends. Just for a Joke I thought I'd
eteal up to the house and see how you
were behaving yourselves. By chance
again I happened to see this light
through the library windows." And
Maltland, putting an incautious hand
upon the bull's-eye on the desk, with
drew it instantly, with an exclamation
of annoyance and four scorched ' fin
gers. "He's been at the safe," he added
quickly, diverting attention from him
self. "I was just in time."
"My wor-r-rd!" said Hlgglns, with
emotion. Then quickly: "Did 'e get
anythln', do you think, sir?"
Maitland shook his head, scowling
over the butler's burly shoulders at the
rapidly augmenting concourse of serv
ants in the hallway lackeys, grooms,
maids, cooks, and what-not; a back
ground of pale, scared faces to the
tableau in the library. "This won't
do," considered Maitland. "Get back,
all of you!" he ordered, sternly, Indi
cating the group with a dominant and
inflexible forefinger. "Those who are
wanted will be sent for. Now go!
Hlgglns, you may stay."
"Yes, sir. Yes, sir. But wot an
'orrid 'appenin', sir, if you'll permit
"I won't. Be quiet and listen. This
man is Anlsty Handsome Dan Anisty,
the notorious Jewel thief, wanted badly
by the police of a dozen cities. You
understand? . . . I'm going now
to motor to the village and get th
constables; I may," he invented, des
perately, "be delayed may have to get
a detective from Brooklyn. If this
scoundrel stirs, don't touch him. Let
him alone he can't escape If you do.
Above all things, don't you dare to re
move that gag!"
"Most cert'lnly, sir. I shall bear In
mind wot you says "
"You'd best," grimly. "Now I'm off.
No; I don't want any attendance I
know my way. And don't touch
that man till I return."
"Very good, sir."
Maitland stepped over to the safe,
glanced within, cursorily, replaced a
bundle of papers which he did not re
call disturbing, closed the kor and
twirled the combination.
"Nothing gone," he announced. An
Inarticulate gurgle from the prostrate
man drew a black scowl from Malt
land. Recovering, "Good morning," he
said politely to the butler, and striding
out of the house by the front door,
was careful to slam that behind him,
ere darting into the shadows.
The moon was down, the sky a cold,
opaque gray, overcast with a light
drift of cloud. The park seemed very
dark, very dreary; a searching breeze
was sweeping Inland from the sound,
soughing sadly in the tree tops; a
chill humidity permeated the air, pre
cursor of rain. The young man shiv
ered, both with chill and reaction from
the tension of the emergency Just past.
He was aware of an instantaneous
loss of heart, a subsidence of the
elation which had upheld hira through
out the adventure; and to escape this,
to forget or overcome it, took imme
diately to his heels, scampering madly
for the road, oppressed with fear lest
he should find the girl gone with the
That she should prove untrue, faith
less, lacking even that honor which
proverbially obtains in the society of
criminals a consideration of such a
possibility was intolerable, as much
so as the suspense of ignorance. He
cculd not, would not, believe t her
capable of Ingratitude so rank; and
fought fiercely, unreasonlngly, against
the conviction that she would have fol
lowed her thievish instincts and
made off with the booty. ... A
Judgment meet and right upon him
for his madness!
Heart in mouth, he reached the
gates, passing through without dis
covering her, and was struck dumb
aud witless with relief when she
stepped quietly from the shadows of
a low branching tree, offering him a
"Come," she said, quietly. "This
Without being exactly conscious of
what he was about he caught the
hand in both his own. "Then," he ex
ulted almost passionately "then you
His voice choked In his throat. Her
face, momentarily upturned to his,
gleamed pale and weary in the dreary
light; the face of a tired child,
troubled, saddened; yet with eyes In
expressibly sweet. She turned away, .
tugging at her hand.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
PROOP OF SIGHT IN PLANTS.
Nature Student Comes Forward with
"Darwin believed that plants could
see, and I believe so, too," said a na
"I was reading on my veranda the
other day; one foot was near a large
convolvulus. The tendrils were point
ing outwards, but In a few minutes I
heard them rustle faintly the were
turning towards my shoe. They began
to advance towards It, moving a a
very sluggish serpent might have done,
and by the time I had finished the Joke
column they were within a few lncnes
me- I went Indoors then Tor nner.
m "turn the convoIvulustTtfdrlls,
disgusted, had resumed their outward
march towards the rail.
"I got a pole and set It up a foot
from the nearest tendrils. In ten min
utes they were creeping sturdily
towards the pole. To-day they are
twined about it.
"How could the convolvulus tendrils
approach my foot and the pole, both
placed In the opposite direction from
the light, unless they saw? Yes. they
must have sight, these plants, or they
couldn't trot about In the silent, cUver
way they do."
U WHY I AM A
Br REV.A. C.DIXON, D.D.,
FmIw f Ih. Chtc.ti A... IMocV.)
I am a Christian
because I am a
theist, and I am a
thelst because I
am a thinker. Not
necessarily a pro
found thinker, but
my thinking ma
chine Is so con
structed that If I
will let It work It
compels me to be
lieve in a God who
reigns in his
world. A few
weeks ago In an
Arizona desert I
saw the leaves of the grease-wood
covered with an oily substance de
signed, evidently, to prevent evapora
tion of sap during the long drought. I
saw the mesquite bush with its large,
long roots evidently designed to store
sap during the brief rainy season and
keep In touch with the underground
streams that the branches above
ground might be supported during the
drought. I saw the giant cactus with
Its storeroom for water, which Is filled
during the rainy season and preserved
for its own use and the use of man
and beast during the drought. Now
the naturalist says that "Nature" does
these things for a specific purpose.
And as I stood among these evidences
of design in the desert I asked the
question: "Is Nature a thing or a
thinker?" If Nature does not think,
how can Nature design? And if Na
ture thinks, Nature is not a thing but
a personality. My mental machin
ery is so made that thought compels
me to infer a . thinker and design a
designer. Intelligent result compels
me to Infer intelligent cause.
Every man, therefore, has his god,
the thinker, behind the thoughts ex
pressed in Nature, the design behind
the designer, the intelligent cause be
hind the intelligent result. The bush
man of Africa gives to his fetich tho
power to think, design and act. The
Chinaman gives to his idol in human
shape the same attributes. A philos
opher like Herbert Spencer calls his
Idol "the great unknowable."
I am a Christian, again, because I
am a rationalist, willing that sound
reason should be my guide, and sound
reason is mode3t and honest enough
to admit that it is not infallible or
even sufficient as a guide. There is
no such thing as universal reason.
What appears reasonable to one is ut
terly unreasonable to another. There
are degrees of reason from the half
idiot to the philosopher.
My own reason is modest enough to
admit that it is a very fallible and
Imperfect guide, and, believing as I
do In a personal God who cares for
his creatures, my reason leads me to
expect that he will reveal himself
through some other channel. Agnos
ticism, which Is a sort of science of
ignorance concerning God, is a strong
witness In favor of a revelation of God
in some direct way, for, if It be true
Jhat man cannot discover God by look
ing Into his own inner consciousness
or through the telescope and the mic
roscope, this furnishes a strong pre
sumption that he will reveal himself
In some other way. I am thus pre
pared to receive the revelation of
God in a book, and, though there are
difficulties and mysteries which I may
not fully understand, I believe that
the proof In favor of the Bible's being
a revelation from God is so over
whelming that a man who knows the
proof cannot reject It without doing
violence to his reason.
I am a Christian, again, because I
am a scientist. I do not mean that I
devote all my time to scientific Inves
tigations, but I believe in the scien
tific method of "gaining and verifying
knowledge by exact observation and
correct thinking." An ounce of fact is
worth a ton of theory. A group of
philosophers were debating the ques
tion whether a fish introduced Into a
bucket of water would increase its
weight and one of them had proved to
his own satisfaction that It would not.
"Let us try it," said Benjamin Frank
lin. A bucket of water was brought
in and weighed. Then a fish was In
troduced and the weight was Increased
by the weight of the fish. That set
It Is scientific to account for facts
with little heed to fads and fancies.
And there are two facts which must
be accounted for the Bible and Jesus
Christ The proofs In favor of the Bi
ble as the inspired- word of God and
of Jesus Christ as tha incarnate God
are so abundant and conclusive that
any one who knows the proofs and
refuses to accept the Bible as Inspired
and Christ as divine does violence to
the scientific spirit. He refuses to
admit the existence of the sun while
it is shining In the heavens.
I am a Christian, once more, be
cause I am a man whose every need
of mind and heart is met In Christ
"the Son of Man." His Ideal of hu
man greatness attracts me. The world
ly ideal is power which masters oth
ers. Christ's ideal Is service. "Who
soever will be chief among you let
him be your servant, even as the Son
of Man came not to be ministered
unto, but to minister and to give his
life a ransom for many." The climax
of this greatness is seen on the cross
as the Son of Man "suffered for our
sins, the Just for the unjust, that he
might bring us to God," settling for
ever the sin question for all who will
accept him as Saviour and Lord.
NOT A MATTER OF LOYALTY.
Simple But Insuperable Reason Why
Subject Could Not Kneel
Before Hie King.
One fancies that few types of men,
can, from time to time, have afforded
royalty more amusement of a quiet
sort than provincial mayors of Eng
land. "From the Foreland to Pen
sance," by Clire Holland, contains the
story of a mayor of Weymouth who,
during one of the visits of King
George to the town, was destined to
afford "comic relief to a ceremony of
The occasion was the presentation
cf an address of welcome to the king,
and we are told that the mayor, on ap
proaching to present It, to the aston
ishment and dismay of all, instead of
kneeling, 'as he had been told to do,
seized the queen's hand to shake It
as he might that of any other lady.
Col. Gwynne, the master of the cere
monies, hurriedly told him of the
faux pas, saying: "You should hare
"Sir, I cannot," was the reply.
"Everybody does, sir," hotly asserted
The mayor grew red, and evidently
much upset, exclaimed: "Confound It,
sir, but I've got a wooden leg!"
History records that "a smile suf
fused the face of her majesty) and the
king laughed outright" Youth's Com
panion. Logical Reasoning.
A certain young man's friends
thought he was dead, but he was only
la a state of coma. When, In ample
time to avoid being buried, he showed
signs of life, he was asked how It
seemed to be dead.
"Dead?" he exclaimed. "I wasn't
dead. I knew all that was going on.
And I knew I wasn't dead, too, be
cause my feet were cold and I was
"But how did that fact make you
think you were still alive?" asked one
of the curious.
"Well, this way: I knew that If I
were in heaven I wouldn't be hun
gry. And if I was In the other place
my feet wouldn't be cold."
"Do you know how to use a chafing
"Yes," answered Mr. Slrius Barker.
"I have some novel Ideas on the sub
ject." "What are they?"
"The best way I know of to use a
chafing dish is to punch a hole In
the bottom of it, paint it green and
plant flowers In it." Washington
Iron Ore Fields In Finland.
Though Finland has been regarded
up to the present time as being ex
tremely poor in iron ores, recent re
search has proved the existence of ore
fields In South Finland (Nyland), and
above all in the Ladoga lake district
which seem to be worth the expense
of mining. For research purposes a
company has been formed. -
, Athleticism Extraordinary.
"Why," said the first athletic boast
er, "every morning before breakfast I
get a bucket and pull up 90 gallons
from the well." 'That's nothing," re
torted the other. "I get a boat every
morning and pull up the river." Uni
Nebuchadnezzar was eating grass.
"Yes," he remarked. "I have coma
down to being a consumer."
Herewith he regretted his lost es
Justice O'Halloran Have you any
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Mrs. Kelly I hov two living an
wan married! Judy.
The difference between a cook and a
chef Is that the latter can fix up
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A man ought to know a great deal
to acquire a knowledge of the Immen
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tke country, are to-day enlisted in a
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The Captain's Repartee.
The captain of a trans-Atlantic liner,
having become Irritable as a result of
some minor troubles in the ship's
management and the unusually large
number of ridiculous Inquiries made
by tourists, was heading for the
"bridge" when a dapper young man
halted him to Inquire the cause of the
commotion off the starboard side of
the ship. Being on the port side, the
captain politely replied, with some
sarcasm, he was not certain, but
thought It possible that a cat fish had
just had kittens. What-to-Eat
"WTiere do the Hottentots live,
Mary?" a public-school teacher asked
one of her pupils. "I don't know, 'm,"
said Mary, primly. "Ma won't let me
visit any of the people In this neigh
borhood." Youth's Companion.
You can never make a woman be
lieve that she Isn't saving money
when she spends ten cents In car tare
in order to obtain a dollar article for
in addition to
is a most
It is, at the
same time, full of
White Corn, and
toasted to a crisp
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