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oysters, 1f you suffer with buming Ec- crab meat it makes gema, don’t lic awake all night; ros FEATURE PAGE. ‘ | Order Your ‘Y Get Your Rest at Night— Made with Lea & . Zemo Soothes Eczema, Perrins’Sauce. For Tetter and Rashes clams and apply cooling Zemo, the antiseptic ’ et ] Tl . i Lea errins fir:l;.dna .fimm Sauce to 4 parts of and pimples. All Druggists'. catsup. “B': sure to PFOR SKIN IRRITATIONS MOVING, PACKING & STORAGE The Big 4 Transfer Co., Inc.. 1125 14th St N.W. Specialists in | Long-Distance Moving | BY FRANK (Continued from Yesterday's Star.) It had taken time—tall this. Nor had it been entirely simple of accom- plishment, in spite of the ample funds received from Square John Kelly, funds that now, wary Of unsavory corners into which a certain business that he had on hand might lead hi: here In New York, he had taken the precaution to secrete about his per- son in a money belt beneath his un- derclothing. He had scarcely needed old Nicolo apriano’s warning to be careful. Dave Henderson had not changed so much in five years in prison that he could take liberties with the risk of recognition country where, in the days before, he had been so familiar a figure on the local race tracks. He had made his Hemstitching Picot Buttons Covered Quality—the Very Best Quick Service MRS. M. E. HOLLEY Col. 9378 2561 15th St. N. 2 UNION /€ 8 STORAGE;| SEPARATE ROOMS, $1 %oz, Edging way out of Callfornia, and consider- ably beyond California, in the same way that, once before, he had st tempted to elude the police—and on which former occasion would ha succeeded, he was quite satisfled, had 1 it not been for the wound that had finally robbed him of consclousness and placed him at their mercy. He had traveled during three nights, and only at night, in box cars and on Local and Long D:;l‘lfl' MOVING, t easo PA 705-9 Fla. Ave. NW. | WINTER BUILDING STORAGE 80,000 eq. ft. 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PAUL 4200, freight trains. stealing his way. But there had been no hurry. The night of the 24th of June, the date of the rendezvous that Miilman had given him, had not been very far off, and { though it had alway: upon him and never allowed itgelf to be forgotten from the moment he | i, had heard it from Millman's lips, he i had consistent 1f that the 24th of June was a consideration to be entirely disregarded. Since Mill- 3 thief and had double- . the rendezvous was bla. tantly a fake. Tt existed only as a sort of jeering, ironical barb with which Millman at times, out of the nowhere, like a specter, grinning ma- liciously, prodded and made devil's sport of him. He had no concern with Millman's 24th of June! He would meet Millman in due time—two heml- #pheres were not big enough, or wide enough apart, to prevent that—but the meeting would be by his, not Millman’s, appointment. And then he had passed out of the more critical danger zone, and got further east. . even then, he had taken no chances. Dave Henderson was dead—the creation of one Barty Lynch was not a matter to be trified with. He had taken no chances; if anything, he had erred on the side of extreme caution. The abrupt tran- sition into respectability by one in misfitting threadbare garments, and | who looked, moreover, a disreputable tramp from his nights in the box- cars, was only to Invite suspicion at any ordinary store where he might attempt to buy clothes. A second- hand suit, therefore, or fairly credit- able appearance, first replaced Nicolo Capriano's discarded garments; later at a more exclusive establishment stiil further east, in Chicago, to be exact. this was exchanged for the at- tire he now wore—while, here and there, he had stocked a dress-suit case with needed requirements. He had been deliberately leisurelv in his prog- ress east once he had felt it safe to dispense with his box car mode of travel—and this. actually, as a sort of deflance and challenge flung down by his common sense to that jeering prod with which Millman. and 2fill- | man’s cynical rendezvous. plagued {him in spite of himself. The evaning of June 24 at the St. Lucian Hotel In ew York was of no particular in- terest to him! {week to reach Chicago. It was nine days now since he had left Nicole ! Capriano’s house. ine s! He on one of the station platforms—and }it was the evening of the 24th of June. He looked at his watch, as he made his way to the malin section of the station. Tt was 7:30. He deposjted his d suit case in the parcel room, and went out to the street. Here he asked a policeman to direct him to the St. Lucian Hotel. He smiled a little grimly as he walked along. The much-vaunted challenge of his common sense had cone dawn to rout and defeat, it He was on his way now to . Lucian Hotel—and he would be there at § o'clock on the evening of June 24. He laughed outright at ! himself, suddenly, mirthlessly. Well, why not! And why not be entirely honest with himself? De. spite gelf-argument to the contrary. at the rendezvous at the appointed time. Fle was a fool—undoubtedly a fool. Nothing could come of it ex- cept, possibly, to afford Millman, if some safe vantage point in hiding, an amusing spectacl He was a fool—he offered nothing In defense of himself on that sco: But, too, as far as any results had been obtained, hé had been a fool to go searching the old pigeon cote for the money, when he had beforehand already persuaded himself in higp own mind that the money was gone! It | was the same thing over again now —the elimination of doubt, that would always have crept insidiously into his mind; the substitution of doubt, how- ever 'fll-founded, for an established certainty. He had felt better for that visit to the pigeon cote; he would feel better, even at the expense of pam- pering again the fantastic doubts, for | his visit to the St. Luclan Hotel to- night. Millman would not be there, any more than the money had been in the pigeon cote: but, equally, he, Dave Henderson, would have estab- lished that fact beyond the reach of any brain quibbling which, of late, had been, it seemed, 8o prone to af- fect him. el He stopped again to ask directions from an officer, and to ask this time another question as well—a ques- tion prompted by a somewhat un- pleasant possibility which, having once decided to keep the rendezvous. he could not now ignore. What kind of a place was this St. Lucian Hotel? ‘One of the best” the officer an- swered. “There you are—two blocks ahead, and one to the left.” Dave Henderson smiled with a sort of patient tolerance at himself. The locality alone should have been sufficient answer to his questjon. It was not the setting ¢ery far from it for a trap! His hand that had unconsciously closed around the stock of his re- volver in the side pocket of his coat was withdrawn and swung now at hin side as he walked along again. He looked at his watch once more as he turned the corner indicated. Tt was five minutes to eight. A halt block ahead of him he saw the hotel. He walked slowly now, the_ short distance remaining. * Hotel. Elght o'clock in the evening. June twenty-fourth. The words seemed to mock at him now and the after all! He could call himself a | fool again if he wished, but what was the use of that? vious that he was a fooll He- felt like one, as he passed a much be- decked functionary at the doorway and found himself standing a moment later in the huge, luxuriously appointed rotunda of the hotel. He was not recompensed by novel!{. he red aimlessly about him. It was just the usual thing—the rug-strewn. tiled floor; the blaze of lights: the hum of the hurry of movement: the wide, palm-dotted corridors. whose tables were crowded with men and wemen in_evening dress at after- dinmer coffee; the deep loungin chalrs in his more immediate vicinity 1 the strainz of an orchestra trying to make itself heard above the general hubbub. A olock from the hotel desk behind him began to chime the hour. He turned mechanically in that direc- eves seeking the ug:evloecl 3 The police! The thought swift ac a lightning stroke through iz mind. Somewliere, somehow he ’ FROM NOW ON Oepyright, 1901, by Cepyeight, 1981, b7 B, in that section of the|h! obtruded ftselt | m I3 was now in New York, standing here | & he knew all along that he would be | {Millman had elected to watch from |the D he St. Lucian (A *“lace fans” gide to sting. He had fallen for it.|yey Have one yard of four-inch It was ob-1lace into two equal pleces. Wire the roo | plece to form a fan. L. PACKARD. Publ had failed, and they had found him out, and— The rotunda, the lighta seemed to swirl before him and then to vanish utterly and leave only a eingle figure to fill all the space—a flgyre in im- maculate evening clothes, a figure whose hand tightened its shoulder- grip upon him, a figyre whose clear, gray eyes stared into his and smiled. He touched his lips with the tip of | his_tongue. he said 11" sald Millman easily, “this 18 the St. Lucian Hotel: it's eight o'clock and June twenty-fourth—who did you expect to meet here?’ “Yor said Dave Henderson—and laughed unnaturally. Millman’s gray eyes narrowed and face clouded suddenly. “What's the matter with Dave?” he demanded sharply. Dave Henderson's hands, at his sldes, were clenched. Millman—this wus Millman! Miliman, whom he hadn't expected to meet here! Mill- man, whom he had promised himself he would track down if It took 2 lifetime, and, once found. would set- tle with as he would settle with a mad dog! And Millman was here, #millng into his face! His mind groped out through a haze of bewil- derment that robbed him of the power to reason: his tongue groped or words, 1t was as though he were dazed and groggy from a blow that had sent him mentally to his knees. He dld not understand. “There's nothing the matter with he sald mechanically. felt Millman's hand close on my rooms,” sald “It's a little public you, e, He Dave Henderson did not disengage his arm from the other’s hold, but his hand slipped unostentatiousl into his coat pocket. A rift secme to come breaking through that brain fog as he silently accompanied Mill- man to the elevator. He had dis- missed the probabllity of sych a <hing but & few minutes beforé, had even jeered at himself for consider- ing if. but, in spite of the eminent respectability of the St. Lucian Hotel, in spite of its fashion-crowded c« ridors and lobby, the thought w back now with redoubled force—and it came through the process of elimi- nation. If Millman was a crook, as he undoubtedly was, and had se- cured the money, as he undoybt- edly had, why else should M- man be here? There seemed to be no other way to account for Mill- man having kept the rendezvous. Strenge things, queer thinges, had hap- pened in hotels that were quite as en- viable of reputation as the St. Luclan —perhape it was even the safest place for such things to happen, from the perpetrator's standpein His lips were tight now. Well, nt least, he was not walking blindfolded into —r trap! They had ascended in silence. Te eyed Millman now in _cool n‘wrnlml. a8 the elevator stopped, and the other lod the way and threw open the door to a-euite of rooms. There was quite 8 difference between the prison stripes of a bare few months ago and the expensive and fashionably-tallor- ed evening clothes of tonight! Well, Millman had always claimed he w: a gentleman. hadn't 2 he. Dave Henderson, had believed him— But that did not change any . Millman was no less a crook for that! From the moment Millman had gone to that pigeon-cote and had taken that money he stood out four- #quare as a crook., and—— Dave Henderson felt his muscles tauten ize gud- still an- other eupposition—one that swept him now in a dieconcerting sh. Suppose Miliman had not gone o that pigeon-cote, su, .not Millman who taken the ‘money, suppose that. after all, it had been found by some one else, that Tooler. for fnstarce. had etumbled upon it by chance! And, instead of Millman having it, suppose that it was gone forever, without clue to its whereabouts, beyond his, Dave Hen: derson’s, reach! It was not impos- sible—it was not even improbable. His brain was suddenly in turmoil- he scarcely heard Millman's words as the other closed the door of the suite behind them. “The family is in the country for the summer months.” said Millman 1with a smile. he waved his around the apartment, “and 1 have gone back to mv old habit—since T hand have been free to indulge my habits | —of living here during that {ime, in- stead of keeping a town house open, tco. Sit down there, Dave, by the (lh?le‘ and make yourself comfort- able. Tt sounded plausible—most plausi 1! Dave Henderson scowled. his mind flashed that scene in son library when Millman had by plausible = before —damnably mfausible! His mind was in a sort of iriot now; but, through the maze of doudt and chaos, there stood out clearly enough the memory of the hours and days and weeks of bitter resolve to “get” this man who now, ioffensively at his ease, and smilin was standing here before him. nd then Dave Henderson laughed little—not pleasantly. Well, he was face to face with Millman now. It would be a show- down anyhow. Trap or no trap, Mill- gman would show his hand. He would know whether Millman had got that inoney or whether somebody else ha He would know whether Millman was straight—or whether Millman was a ‘crook! He Jjerked his ghoulders back sharply; his fingers closed a little more ominously on the revolver in his coat pocket. Was he crazy? Had he lost all sense of proportion? (Continued in Tomorrow's Star.) ‘ Things You'll Like to Make. L To be up to the minute, a chapeau must display a touch of black lace. hat ornament will, therefore, be a very smart trimming for your fall hat of duvetyne or vel- black lace accordion-plaited. Cut the scalloped edge with very fine wire. Join each piece with a French seam. Gather the stralght edge of each Cut a cirele of cardboard two and a half inches in diameter. Cover it with the same material as the facing of your hat. Tack the fans to the underside of the circle as shown. Your attractive “lace fans” hat ornament is now ready to sew on to your hat at the most becoming angle. FLORA. (Copyright. 1631.) —_— There are charmingly decorative vells to help you with your autumn hat problem. Some of them h two big jet earrings ging at the sides, 0 that when the veil is adjusted they dangle over ears. Some of them end in braided and fringed ornaments ed which hang down the back or on the shoulders. Some of them show an eluborately embroldered border. i Il ITTLE STORIES .lir?rfitgnl??r: Farmer Brown’s Boy Breaks Up the Party. BY THORNTON W. BURGESS, Avold a danger when 3 You'll find it much the ou can; wisest plan. Mra. Bear. From his perch in a treetop over- looking tho berry patch on the foot of the Great DMountaln, Farmer Brown's Boy had watched Buster Bear find and empty one of his palls of berries, and the cubs, Woof-Woof and Boxer, find and empty the other. He had been sorely tempted to yeil at them, knowing that at the sound of his volce tie Bear family would have left In a hurry. But he de: hoarsely. | cided that it was worth the loss of those berries just to see those Bears and what they would do. “I wouldn't have spoiled the fun of those cubs for all the berries on the mountain, thought he as he watched the twins playlng with the empty pail. “They act just like a coupit of boys with an old tin can. 1 haven't had so much fun since I went to the circus.” But after a while he realized that was growing late and he must it be thinking of getting home. again he thought of yelling to frighten the Bear family. Then he thought of a better plan “If 1 yell” thought he, know that they have been seen und will run away pellmell. 1 would like to see just how they will act if they discover that I am near, but think 1 haven’'t seen them. I've heard a lot about the keenness of a bear's nose and the cleverness with which a bear steals away from possible danger. 1 would like to find out for myself if this is true He carefully tested the w trom which way it was blowing. T taking grcat cure to make no he climbed down from his perch and sllently made his way around to that side of the berry patch from which the wind was blowing. All the time he kept out of sight from the berry patch. When he reached a point from which the wind was blo ing toward the berry patch he swiftly but silently stole forward until he could peep out through the bushes and sce the bears. Buster Bear and Mrs. Bear were still eating befries. The twin cubs, Boxer and Woof-Woof. were still having a glorfous time with the tin pail. A Merry Little Breeze stole over Farmer Brown's Boy's head and danced out across the berry patch. 1t reached Mother Bear. Instantly she raised her head and wrinkled her nose. Then ehe turned and swiftly shufed over to the cubs. Farmer Brown's Boy was too far i BUSTER BEAR STRETCHED HIS . NOSE UP AND SNIFFED. away to hear her low growl, but he saw the cubs instantly stop play- iing and obediently follow close to the heels of Mother Bear as she Iswiftly led the way out of the berry patch. Buster Bear stretched his nose up and sniffed. Then he, too, turned and swiftly but silently made for the woods. In less than two minutes there wasn't a_Bear to be seen. They had caught the dreaded man smell and were away to avoid any possible Ganger. Farmer Brown's Boy chuckled. He waited a while to see if they would return. But they didn’t. The fact is they were hurrying back to the Green Forests ac fast as they could. Then he walked out in the berry patch and picked up his pails. Both were badly dented where they had geen knocked about, but they would still hold berries. Farmer Brown's Boy went to work picking berries. He filled one of the pails and then started for home. whistling merrily. T'l] leave this patch for the Bears," thought he. “There are other places where 1 can get all the berries I want, and it i€ a shame not to let those Bears have these berries in peace. They'll come back, for they think I don’t know they were here this afternoon. My, but they were funny?!’ (Copyright. 1921, by T. W. Burgess.) —_— If a suit is belted at all it at the normal walst-line. frjn et ADVERTISEMENT. |WHY DO YOU i CODDLE CORNS? I A Simple Touch Can End Them and At Once Why pare a corn and keep it? ‘Why pad It and let it remain? Or why treat it in old ways, harsh, crude and unoertain? | Millions have found a new way. It is Blue-jay—the plaster or the | 11quid. A touch applies it, and the | pain stops instantly. Then the| | whole corn quick loosens and | comes out. The way is gentle, scientific, sure, | A famous expert evolved it. A world - famed surgical dressing house produces it. 1t is freeing thousands of people —why not you? 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Thousands d take Dr. Edwards’ Olive Tablets— the successful substitute for calomel just to keep them —now and then } §it. 15c and 3t Once ‘ “they will | (Copyright, 1821, by the GETTING UP IS EASY, BUT GETTING| DOWN IS HARD PART OF FLYING. Washington. Dear Club Juniors: “Traflic accl- dents” in the air seem to be happen- ing almost as often as those on the ground. Getting up seems to be easy enoygh, but I notice that most of the accidents I read about happen when the aviator is trying to make a landing. If 1 ever make an air trip I want to have a parachute all open and ready in one hand. ow they are trying to find out the socret of the bat in fiying. I guess the bat knows mors ahout flving than most of the men, for they say he never hits anything in the dark. They find that a bat does not use his eyes in fiying 8o much as he uses his ears. It seems his ears have “listenitig posts” in them that reflect sound waves that tell the bat when he is close to anything. In experiments they have covered a bat's eyes with wax and placed a string many times across a room, but the bat did not hit the string. They figure that the quantities, to price of the 5 ~ Leading Oven Baked Beans Peanut Butter Tomato Ketchup Cooked Spaghetti Tomato Soup Apple Butter Prepared Mustard Vinegar Why the retailer can sel. HEINZ 57 at new low prices We sell direct to the retailer, in limited 57 Varieties on his shelves is of the very fresh- est quality, when he offers it to you. Reduced costs, in foods or in the cost of run- ning the Heinz kitchens, promptly lower the No retailer has large stocks on his shelves. And so the retailer can at once pass the benefit of the new Heinz prices right along to you. quote the following prices on Heinz Products: FEATURE PAGE.” would be no use in calling “fore” on the golf course, and I guess you could not talk 0 any one across the table or in the next room. That would be funny. Maybe if there were no such thing as gound we would all be deaf and could not talk, for what would be the use? 1 guess you all read the other of how the balloon from St. Louis in the occan during the race t started in Belgium. Some long dis tances have heen made by balloons, but they cannot go anything like aeroplanes or us fast. How many {members of the Junior Travel Club have had an aeroplane ride or are trying to make un acroplane? T like {to” fly kites and now is the time of Year, when the wind blows good that we can fly kites. In the balloon race that from Birmingham, Alw, just u yeur ago in October, some good distance was made. Licut. Dinuyter of Bel- fum-flew from Birmingham to Nort | Hero, Vt, 1.100 miles. H. E. Hon | well was next with & thousand-mile | Might, reachini Luke George, N. Y. Of course, the biz air event wis when_ the ¥ aviators got lost i the Canadian woods for so long and nobody knew what had happened to them. started International Syadicate.) bat travels by sound waves that help him to dodge things in his way. He| has to work fast I will say. { You know you can hear the whistle of the engine long before you can see the train that the engine is pulling. | It sound waves did mot travel on ahead of an object there woul e o 2 Ro use In having a whistle on the en. | 1§ Suturday, Octiber 1oth on shipments sold Blce or & horn bn Automobiles. 3¢ ooy SIS G Boesis 10 36 eents per pont Sound did mot travel 1 guess there tiisment RUSEELY, BURKE The Travelog B —_— Prices realised on Swift & Co. sales of carcaxs beef in Wanhington for week end- Invisible Color Pictures For the Kiddies. A new one every day wrap- ped in cac loaf of Dorsch’s Bread. Jonn DouaH Make a collec- Is a fine browncd specimen. stands six inches high and weighs a full 24 ounces. 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