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PAGE FOUR THURSDAY, JUNE 21, 1928 THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE Entered at the Postoffice, Bismarck, N. D, as Second Clasa Matter. BISMARCK TRIBUNE CO, : - . Foreign Representatives G. LOGAN PAYNE COMPANY CHICAGO - a . e S Marquette Bldg. PAYNE, BURNS AND SMITH NEW YORK - - : - Fifth Ave. Bldg. MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS The Associated Press is exclusively entitled to the use or republication of all news dispatches credited to it or not other- wise credited in this paper and also the local news published herein. All rights of republication of special disvactcnes nerein are also reserved. MEMBER AUDIT BUREAU OF CIRCULATION SUBSCRIPTION RATES PAYABLE IN ADVANCE Daily by carrier, per year.. «$7.20 Daily by mail, per year (in Bismarck)... OG «. 7.20 Daily by mail, per year (in state outside Bismarck).... 5.00 Daily by mail, outside of North Dakota... +» 6.00 THE STATE’S OLDEST NEWSPAPER (Established 1873) PROBLEMS OF TITE FARMER Probably never befere in the history of th ation have the problems of the farmer been the subject of so many con- ference id the issue of so many polit mpaigns. To date th efforts to,settle the ills of agriculture served chiefly to inform the people of the plight of American farmer during this epoch of deflation, Those who view the farmer's economic condition from other than a political angle know that the real problem is to adjust wheat production to the normal needs, but how to do it--there is the rub! The farmer who is equipped as a wheat raiser cannot revamp his scheme of production overnight. It takes money and eredit to buy stock and enter the field of diversification. There are many difficulties in the way of the farmer accept- ing all the advice that is so glibly given him by the “experts.” It is refreshing to note, however, that the farmer is grad- ually seeing that success lies in balancing his output — not depending wholly on one kind of crop. As he diversif his product his credit improves and he finds that the problem of financing his needs is not as difficult. Some good may come out of the wheat conference held in Chicago, but the multiplicity of advisers as far as the ‘farmer is concerned has yielded little as yet in real dividends to the patient whose ills they seek to cure. As one editor has vividly put it, to limit the supply is as hard as “marcel- ling a wildcat.” The “Eat More Wheat” campaign is a good publicity stunt and as advertising is always beneficial may help to in- crease consumption of surplus wheat. The. raisin growers stimulated the sale of their product by similar methods, but ii is merely a palliative and not a cure. DETROIT Kresge Bldg. a the HARDING AND THE MINNE A CRISES Despite a Macedonian cry for help, President Harding on his Alaskan trip has decided firmly not to talk politics pub- licly, confining his remarks to problems in which the whole electorate is interested regardless of party affiliation. Prob- ably after all this is better “politics.” There comes to mind the famous Minnesota trip of President Taft who stopped at Winona to help reelect James Tawney, house leader. The famous speech accomplished the opposite result and created a campaign issue that was disastrous to the party. Minnesota Republicans have brought pressure to bear apon President Harding te revamp his itinerary so as to permit of one speech in that state in the interests of Gover- nor Preus. But the chief executive is firm in his refusal and the national committee will have to give what assistance it n to defeat the forces of radicalism and rout the agents of, ‘ontent. is proposed, however, to send Senator Moses and a retinue of the best G. O. P. spell binders available into every corner of the state to fight La Follette and his followers. One of President Harding’s addres upon what the Repub- lican party has done for the farmer will be broadeasted prob- ably by radio and the mails. But the influence of his appear- ance in the flesh will be lacking in the Minnesota senatorial campaign. YOUR AMBITION When you were a child, what did you want to be when you “grew up?” Many a man smiles in reminiscent moments when he recalls, as a boy, he was undecided whether to be- come the drum major at the head of the minstrel parade or the engineer of No, 4, the train that “made” the village in the evening and chug-chugged away in the mysterious gath- ering darkness. We doubt if there is any American male who, at some time or other in youth, doesn’t have this ambition to be the man at the throttle in the locomotive cab. A boy’s ambition is vagrant and changeable as the wind. At times he aspires to such goals as running a candy store. But periodically he comes back to his true love — the rail- road engineer’s job. For it is a job symbolic of youthful ambition — handling power, being the center of attraction, and travel to explore the alluring country beyond the horizon. We smile at the boy, but these three attractions of the engineer’s job (power, vanity and travel) persist in our ma- tured ambitions. A queer thing, ambition. It’s a mighty rare man who, no matter how successful, doesn’t wonder at times if he wouldn’t have been more successful at something else. ; At the end of the road, when we face death, we realize that it doesn’t matter so much what our earthly ambitions were, as long as we improved our spiritual natures and helped others. Then the Great Engineer takes us on the train into eternity. DOUGHBOY Only one American soldier remains on duty on the Rhine, according to Lieutenant P. J. Davis, army detective, arriv- ing from Europe. Davis declines to give the name of the! lone remnant of the army of occupation. But he’s proba- bly an expert at keeping books—winding up thedetails. You picture him with tortoise rim specs, looking more like an efficiency expert than a-soldier. . Hardly seeme possible;:but it’s six years since the first doughboys were rushed across the Atlantic. A big job, and it took a lot of time. In the one American soldier represent- ing us on the Rhine, there is something almost tragic, cer- tainly historic. The last to leave. That’s an honor. * PAY-ENVELOPES F : This concerns-general prosperity, eventually your pocket- book: Since the first of the year the railroads have handled 170 cars of freight for each 143 cars in the corresponding period of last year and 133 cars the season before that. 'reight movement is to general business conditions what the iuman pulse,is in the diagnosis of most diseases, And freight in 1923 has been moving on a scale nearly 29 per cent EDITORIAL REVIEW Comments reproduced tn thi ‘vlumn may or at not exprei the opinion of The Tribune. The: Presented here im order that yur readers may have both eld of important Issues which are reing discussed tm the press of che day. FIGHTING TILE CONS There are nota ment. Those who are afflicted in this way are declaiming against movements for the repeal of the cightecnth amendment or the modi- fication mn the limits of that of statutes enacted for s enforcement as attacks on constitution, with alb of malign- which that implies. hteenth amendment wa ecordance with the pro- within pndment ancy The enacted in vislons contained in the constitu tion itself for the amendment of that document. In making provis- ion for constitutional amendments se who framed it) recognized the constitution was not i ished and perfect document, ap- ieable ty all conditions for all time, but that the people might properly \ from time to time to add to, ract from or modify its provisions. Those who worked for the eigh- teenth amendment were quite with- in their rights, as were those of different opinion. It would re ly he profitable at this time to re- view the conditions under the amendment wdopted, or how nearly it expressng the actual will of the people of the United States. It is pretty certain that if all the people could have looked ahead did—and foreseen clearly the con- ditions which prevail toda the adoption of the amendment wou! l not have been allowed to go by default. However, tie amendment was adopted according to constitu- tional forms, and it is now law. But the people who now work for the repeal of the amendment are no more fighting the constitu- tion than were those who a few years ago sought to change that document by inserting in it some- thing that its founders had not placed there. Those in favor of the amendment a few years sought to change the constitutign, and did sit. The other now seek to it back jand they are equal- hin their constitutional ht The fact name to in making that effo that for various reasons there is little probability of their suecess does not change the legality of their effort. at all and Fork Nerald. ADVENTURE OF THE TWINS By Olive Roberts Barton The next pl the Choe-Choo Ex- press stopped at in Choo-Choo Land. was Tick-‘lock Town, “Of course you never can guess who lives here,’ said Mister Punch, the conductor man, to Nancy ana Nick, “It must be clocks!” said Nancy. “You're right!” said Mister Punch, “You're a very good gue: ” So the Twins got off and looked around, An olq grandfather’s-clock came along and stopped. “Looking for the right time, my dears!” he asked in a deep voice. “No, we're traveling around be- cause I Jost my doll ang we are hunt- ing for her,” said Nancy. “My! My!” said the grandfather clock, “Are little girls still so care- less and losing things? They were doing it three hundred years ago when I was young and I ‘had hoped they had learned better ways. My! My!” Along rattled an alarm clock just then. “Is old grand-daddy preaching a sermon as usual?” itasked ing tively. “Don’t listen to-him,. Listen to me instead, I’m’ new and up-to- date. Listen!” An@ it began to ring like a hundred telepnones. “Why not listen to something worth while?” It was the chime- clock speaking. “I chime every fif- teen minutes and play’a tune on the hour. tell company when home.” it’s time to go at shows you haven't any man- spoke up a tiny voieé, and the Twins were astonished to see a small ring at al] or show myself off but I lose a minute.” “Boom! Boom! Boom!” town clock striking three. “What’s all the fuss about?” calleq down. who is important, are you? Well, I'll settle that! I am by far the most It was the it important clock, for ;everyone can see me.” “I guess you are right,” called Nick. “But we must be going if your time is right. The; Choo-Choo Ex- press leaves Tick-Tock Town ‘at three o'clock. Goodby everybody.” (To Be Continued.) (Copyright, 1923, NEA Service, Inc.) leas THOUGHT A good man out of the good treas- ure of his heart; bringeth forth that which is good; and an evil man out of the evil treasure ‘of: his heart, bringeth forth that: which-{s evil; for of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaketh—oLuke 6:45, Oh, what may man within him hide, though an.’angel’’on the out- ward! side.—Shakespeare, Annual Picnic U. C. T. Sun- day June 24. A hig time as- sured for all... All. members portation ‘be at the Elks Hall higher than in the year of depression, 1921. The significance of this figure is.that the difference between hard times and. prosperity is a matter of about 17 per cent, ; at 10 o’c’ock Sunday morning. All members having cars alsd report at.the hall. -ag some | I sit on the parlor-mantel and | watch standing at their feet. “I don’t | !noon for Mrs. J. C. Kaskin at the tell time just the same and I never | “Still quarreling about | and families not having trans-' | ITUTION | w people who have permitted their enthusi: for prohibition to d perspective on matters of govern: | the | which was promoted and | | | panted, “if I could really shoot you, i but when I saw you, Jean, I knew THE BISMARCK TRIBUNE | DON'T PUT ON & YouR Boov CLoTHES THIS MORNING, I DIv NoT — HERE ARE Yove OVERALLS I ce ER FROM LESLI PRES- Tt TO JOHN ALDEN PRES- COTT, CONTINUED, Through some mistake, Jobn dear, only the fi rt of my letter got into the envelope I sent you yester- day. I fdung the rest of it in my waste basket. If I remember rightly I had just spoken to you about the girl who ng to commit suicide, With xplanation I am = sending the ued sheets. Then I heart a man’s voice “Don't be a fool, Sancha, you want to live. No man I—is worth dying for.” “Oh, Jean, Jean, why did you ry?” the girl said. “I believed you so thoroughly. I gave you all my love when I gave you myself. 1 did not dream that you diq not care. for me, that it was only the thrill of loving that moved you. oe “Life is not worth living without you, Jean, and last night, when ! saw that beautifully dressed icily regular, splendidly null woman at your side, something just snapped, in my brain and I wrote you the note teiling you that you must meet me on this boat tonight. “IT intended to kill you and mysejf. See here, I have a revolver.” There was a slight scuffle and the man evidently succeeded in taking it from the won “I would not gi CO" sayy Of course not even e it to you,” she I could not do that. T could kill my- self but not you so I determined to throw myself overboard, just as’ you reached me. “Jean, I can't thoughts drive me I picture you giving her the same caresses that you gave me. Y hear you calling | MANDAN NEWS | Miss Susan Thomatio of James- town has been employed by the Man- dan Drug store. She is in charge of the soda fountain, Miss Thomallo is a sister of Mrs. Wm. Bauknecht of the city. stand mad. it. My Mrs, M. Kranz and Mrs. M. L. Connolly entértained Tuesday after- home of the latte: Cowboys from Mandan will attend | the wedding of Miss Wilma Yost of Minneapolis Saturday morning. John this city at the Episcopal church of Minneapoli sSaturday morning. John Sakariassen and Eric Loven of Man- dan left yesterday in the former’s car to attend the wedding anq re- ception, The visitors expect to at- tend the ceremony in their western cowboy garb. Mrs C. A, Farrel} left last evening for Astoria, Ore., to visit with her parents, Mr, and Mrs. John Hendrick- son. & | rd THE CAPITOL “Honor First,” a William Fox feature with John Gilbert as star, has heen called by certain reyiew- ers one of the-great pictures of the ; year —not only from an artistic standpoint but in the uniform ex- cellence -of the acting. Gilbert plays a dual role —twin brotiers, both soldiers in France in the world war, but diametrically oppo- site in character and disposition. One is red-blooded, the other white liveredy Gilbert hes been a star for onlv a short time. He has, however, made greater strides than any ‘other player appearing on the sil- ver sheet. Although an actor of marked ability when first cast for a stellar role, his improvement, as 4 'VERETT TRUE BY CONDO | Dip You FORGET, My DEAR, THAT THIS 1S WHY Not 2 A’ HOUDAY 2 her the same endearing weds that poke to me. Oh, Jean, Jean! 1 that she cannot love you as will Sancha. Someone That's it. Always w n who dwell in the shadow oF | some man’s perfidy must never raise wom our voices for fear someone will hear you.” “That's it, That's It Always we women who dwell in the shadow of some man’s perfidy must never raise voices for feat someone will Near, We must not even show the | travail of our souls for fear someone out there in the moonlight may see. “Do you suppose that woman you have married weuld be content to bury herself behing your misdeed as I have done? Will she keep your vagrant fancy any longer than I did? Has she ever made you happier than 1?) Has she devpted all her wal hours to you and felt herself che when you did not fill her drean “Thank Goa I did one thing for you, Jean, I have left with you a} memory that must always throw a dark shadow ov y other love.” “IIush, Sancho, hush, You knew that some time we would have to part. I told you that. You knew that no man can tell ‘how long love may our lasts It might have been you, Sangha, that stopped loving and left. me.” “Stop, Jean! You know better than that. You know that a woman does not forget the man she loves as I have loved you.” “Where will you go, Safcha?” “Oh I will not attempt to kill my- self again, I sce, after all, you are neither worth dying or living for. Just at this moment I am sorrier for your wife than I am for mysel witnessed in his present vehi declared to be most remarkable. “Wonor First” is to open an en- gagement tomorrow at the Capitol Theater. Renee Adoree, a very charming young actress) is leading woman with Gitbert. ILTINGE “The Glimpses, of the Moon” from Edith Wharton’s novel which appeared im the Pictorial Review is the feature at the Hltinge thea- ter for Friday and Saturday. Silken Bebe Daniels is the luxury- loving society girl who agrees to marry a poor artist for a year only. Nita Naldi as her gorgeous rival, who can’t read the “Hands Off” signs on Husbands. Pleasing to} his many friends of former days,! will ‘be the appearance of Maurice | Costello in this picture. David! Powell, Rubye de Remer and Charles Gerrard are also in the cast. ~ THE Cecil B. De Mille’s “Adam's, Rib” shows at the Eltinge for the last times today, Thursday. Lightning Partially | Paralyzes Farmer \ Dickittson, N. D., June 21,—Elmer Howard, fawner living near Beach, is in a hospital in that city, his wife wat’ seyerely butned, while. théir | child and a neighbor, John -Streitz, | riding with them,, escaped injury when their automobile was struck by ! lightning during a violent electrical | storm when near Sentine] Bitte re- cently. The bolt shocked and stunned the joceupants of the car, which caught fire. Streitz recovered and pulled’ Mrs, Howard and the child from the | blazing vehicle and the three man- aged to lift Howard from behind the wheel in time to prevent him being | cremated. He suffered serious burns, | however, while .the tightning bolt | tore off part of his left car and: he was paralvzed partially on that/side laf the body. He will recover, |filed in the office of the ; block 11, | 22, There are places in Mexico where jit never rains, which shouly’ be im- |porced for pienie grounds. A check for $1,000 makes a great wedding present, but is expensive. Besides making girls attractive, oft clinging dresses make fine dust rags for mother. ‘Flics may live as long as five years if not swatteg severely. Littlé boys have a hard life. One tells us pis big sister borrows his bathing swit. Bet the man who names collars is sorry for whut he has done after he gets sober again, One thing that Worries the girl of is she will be the girl of yes- terday tomorrow. tired business men into heart failure ness failure. Too many work themselves trying to avoid bu re only handicap about a flivver s you never can recognize the thing afler it is stolen. Candlesticks make nice wedding rifts. The big heavy kind are fine for chasing burgla No matter how old a gas meter |yets, it is always anxious to run, Scientists say that 3,000,000 years ago camels roamed where New York is located. The world could be twice as bad as it is. The seasons on Mars are twice as long as ours, Atlanta (Ga.) mother of three still roes to college, when she could learn more at home, The big picture hats, they say, are returning. You remember them, 12 make a street car full. College boy named Tykle runs 100 yards in 98-5 seconds, so he would make a fine pedestrian, A dinner dress of Wack taffeta with an oileloth apron will do away with napkins entire Painted wicker is used for flower pot baskets. Tt should be removed before throwing the pot. Strong sunlight kills bugs, but of course this nothing to do with people wearing Nats. A hotel on Mt. Rainier is 11,000 feet high. All hotels, however, are very high these qa’ Beauty and. brai gether. seldom go to- Both are seldom needed. Men anq razor blades are uscless when they lose their temper. They are promising to love, honor and dismay. COURT DECIDES THREE CASE CHAPTER 1 The Rumor Mark Brendon, ut thirty-five, al- ready stood high in the criminal in- v ion department of the poli He was indeed about to receive an inspcctorship, Mark was taking holiday on Dart- moor, devoting himself to his hoboy of trout fishing and accepting the opportunity to survey his own life from a bird's-eye point of view, measure his achievement, and con- sider impartially his future, not en- ly as a detcetive but as a man, He found himself with five thou- sand pouni ved as a result of some special grants during the war and a large honorarium from — the French Government. He was also in possegsion of a handsome salary and the prospect of promotion, when a senior man retired at no distant date, Too intelligent to find all that life had to offer in his work alone, he now began to think of culture, of human fileasures, and those added jinterests and responsibilities that a wife and family would offer. He was somewhat overweary after a strenuous year; but to Dartmoor he always came for health and rest when opportunity offered, and now he had returned for the third time to the Duchy Hotel at ‘Princetown Being a good talker he never failed of an audience there. But better still he liked an hour sometimes with the prison wardens. For the convict prison that dominated that slay smudge in the heart of the moors known as Princetown bh many interesting and famous crimi- nals. He had found an unknown spot where some good trout dwelt and on an evening in mid-June he set forth to tempt them. He had dise certain. deep pools in a quarry fed by « streamlet. Foggintor Quarry, wherein lay these preserves, might be approach- ed in two ways, Originally broken into the granite bosom of the moor for stone to build the bygone war prison’ of Princetown, a road still extended to the deserted spot and joingd the main thoroughfare half a mile distant. Brendon, however, came hither by f direct path over the moors. Leav- ling Princetown railway station upon jhis left hand he set his face west where heaved out before him di nst a blaze of light ‘from the sky. Bs Against the western flame ap- peared a figure carrying a basket. Mark Brendon, with thoughts on the evening rise of the trout, lifted his face at @ light footfall. Where upon there passed by him the fair- | RW. SATTERFIELD ” COPYRIGHT 1922 THEMEMILLAN COMPANY RELEASED By NEA SERVICE INC, ARRGT.MET. NEWSP. Svs. RED REDMAYNES EDEN PHILPOTTS NLUSTRATED B = = Tues Brendon remembered to have ob- served on any gountenance. They were of a foxy red, and beneath them ashed large, white teeth when the big man talked in’ rather grating tones. His hair was a fiery red, cut close, and of a hue yet more violent than his mustaches, The big man appeared friendl® though Brendon heartily wished him bally place seems to be- witch people,” said the big man, The other laughed. “There is a magic here. It gets into your, blood.” / o it does, A man I know i building himself a bunglow out here. He and his wife will be just yas a pair of wood pigeons st they think so.” “I heard a trowel elinking.” ““Yes, I lend a Hand sometimes when the workmen are gone. think of it—to turn your civilization and make yourself. a home in a desert!” “Might do worse—if you've gotid no ambitions.” “Yes—ambition is not their strong point, They think love's enough poor souls. Why don't you fish?” “Waiting for it to get a bit dark- Take care you ch anything that'll pull you Laughing at his joke the red man strode off through the gap fifty yards distant. Then in the stillne: Mark heard the purr of a machine. He had evidently departed upon a motor bicycle to the main road’ half a mile distant. When he was gone Brendon rose and strolled down to the other ¢ trance of the quarry that he might see the bungalow of which the stranger had spoken, a he day grew very dim and the fret of light and shadow died off the earth, leaving all vague and vast and featurel Brendon returned to his sport and found a small “coachman” fly sufficiently destruc tive. The two pools yielded a do: en trout, of which he kept six aa returned the rest to the water. Tramping back under the stars, his thoughts drifted to the auburn girl of the moor, Four evenings after his first fish- ing expedition to the quatries, Mark devoted a morning to the lower waters of the. Meavy River; at the end of that day, not far short of midnight, when glasses were empty and pipes knocked out, half a dozen mien, just about to retire, heard a sudden and evil report. Will Blake, “Boots” at the Duchy Hotel, was waiting to extinguish the lights. und secing Brendon he sai¢ “There's, something in your line est woman he had ever known, She was slim and not very tall. She wore no hat and the auburn of her hair, piled high above her forehead, tangled the warm sunsct beams and burned like a halo round her head. And she had blue eyes—blue as the gentian, Their size impressed Bren- don. She walked quickly with a good stride and her slight, silvery skirts and rosy, silken jumper showed her figure ‘clearly enough—her round hips and firm, girlish bosom. Her eyes met his for 2 moment with a frank, trustful expression, then she had passed, The vision made Mark pensive, as sudden beauty will, and he woxder- Decisions of the supreme court} #bout the girl. announced today include: Tramping forward now, the de- Regent Grain Co., plaintiff, an-|tective came to a great crater that pollant vs. Wm. I. Sadler, depend-|®4Ped on the hillside and | stood ants, respondents. From district; @bove the dead quarry workings of court, Hettinger’ Co. Lembke,|Forgintor. Underneath him opened judge. Affirmed. Opinion by|® cavity with sides two hundred feet Bronson, chief justice. Bottineau County Bank, plaintiff. respondent vs. Grant Stafford and Bella Stafford, defendant, respond- ents, Appeal from district court Rottineau county, Kneeshaw, judge. Affirmed. Opinion by Birdzell, justic Russell Grader Mfr. Co., plaintiff, respondent vs. Farmers’ Exchange State Bank of Sanger, defendants, appellants. From district court, Oliver county, Berry, judge. firmed. Af- Opinion of court Bronson, Real Estate Transfers Filed Real estate transfers have been register of deeds as follows: \ Wm, L. Clark and wife to Juliana Brown Sturgis ad. lots 16 and 17, Peter Joe Graber and wife to Bis- marck Loan and Investment Co., N. 1-2 NW 1-4 section 22, townshi 142, range 175. E, A. Brown to John O'Neil, ori- ginal plot, lots 1 and 2, block 30, Bismarck, Martin Bosch and wife to ~Kath- erine Bosch, Sturgis ad. lots 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, block 22, Bismarck, F, A. Lahr and wife to Herbert W, Little SE 1-4, section 23, town- ship 141, range 79. Lomas Hardware Co. to Jenney, Semple, Hill Co., lots 13 and 14, block 81, Gov. Pierce ad. Elianora Bartel to Catherine Bar- tel, lots 1 to 4, block 5, Gov. Pierce ad., Bismarck. John R. O’Brien to Patrick R. Kel- jy et al NE 1-4, E 1-2, W 1-2, sec- tion 34, township 140, range 77. Andreas, Hochhalter to Gottlieb Hochhaltcr lots 1 und 8 block 8, egan, hi Katherine Bosch to Anton Bartole, Sturgis ad., lots 22, 23 and 24, block ‘arrie E, Hooner to Q. W. Pear- son, lot 2, block 3, Riverview. Henry W. Rupp to Fredolen Rupp lots,7 and 8, block 10, Baldwin John S, Stumpf and others to Tom Gordon W 50 ft, lot’ 4, block 5, vewAbout 250 assassins. conducted the reign of terror in France, © Riverview ad. high. Mark proceeded to the extreme breadth of the quarry, fifty yards northerly, and stood above two wide, still pools in the midst. Trout moved and here and there circles of light widened out on the water and rippled to the cliff beyond. Mark set about his sport, yet felt that a sort of unfamiliar —divis' had come into his mind and, while he brought two tiny-eyed flies from a box and fastened them to the hair- like leader he always used, there persisted the thought of the auburn girl—her ey). blue as April—her swift, delicate tread, He began to fish as the light thickened; but he only-cast once or twice and then decided to wait half an hour. He grounded his rod and brought a brier pipe and a‘ pobch of tobacco from his pocket. Tle things of dav were turning to slum- ber; but still there persisted a clinking sound, uttered monotonous- iy from time to time, which the sportsman supposed to be a bird. It ‘came from behind the great acclivi- ties that ran opposite his place by the pools. Brendon suddenly per- ceived that it was no-natural noise but arose from some human activi- ty. It was, in fact, the musical note of a mason’s trowel, and when p: sently it ceased, he was ann@yed to hear heavy footsteps in the quarry. A big, broad man approached him, clad in a Norfolk jacket and knick- erbockers and a red waistcoat with gaudy brass buttons. The stranger stopped as he saw Brendon, straddled his great legs: took 4 cigar from his mouth and spoke. “Ah! You've found ’em, then?” “Found what?” asked the detec- tive. “Found these ‘trout. I come here for a swim sometimes. I’ve won- dered why I hever saw a rod in this hole, There are a dozen half pound- ers there and possibly some bigger ones.” s It was Mark's instinctive way to study all fellow creatures with whom ho came’ in contact. He saw a pair of tgoad shoulders and a thick neck over which hung @ square, hard jaw and a determin- ed chin, Then came a hig mouth iand the largest pair of: mustaches happened, master, by the look of it. A pretty bobbery tomorrow.” “A convict escaped, Will?” asked the detective, yawning and longing for bed. “That's about the only fun you get up here, isn't it?” “Convict escaped? No—a man done in seemingly, Mr. Pendean’s unele-in-law: have slaughtered Mr. Pendean by the looks of it. “And who is Mr. Pendean? “The gentleman what’s building the bungalow down to Foggintor. Mark started. The big red man flashed to his mind complete in ev- ery physical feature, He described him and Will Blake replied: ‘hat's the chap that’s done it. » That's the gentleman's uncle-in- law!” Brendon went to bed and slept no worse for the tragedy. Nor, when morning came and every maid and man desired to tell him all, they knew, did he show the least inter- est. He was just slipping on a raincpat and about to leave the hotel when Will Blake appeared and handed 1. a letter. He telt curious and, not associating the incident with the rumored crime, set down hts rod and creel, opened the note, and read what was written: “3 Station Cottages, Princetown. “Dear Sir: The police have told me that you are in Princetown, and it seems as though Providence had sent you, I fear that I have no right to seek your services directly, but if you can answer the prayer of. a) heart-broken woman and give he the benefit of your genius in this dark moment, she would be unspeak- ably thankful. “Faithfully yours, “Jenny Pendean.” Mark Brendon murmured “damn” gently under his breath, Then he turned to Will. “Where is Mrs. Pendean’s house?” he asked, {In Station Cottages, just before you come to the prison woods, sir.” “Run over, then, and say I'll call in half an hour.” (Continued in Our Next Issue) GIRLS! 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