Evening Star Newspaper, May 3, 1925, Page 82

THE SUNDAY > \y STAI he Shaftsbury Avenue Murder BY E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM. Whose Cunning Can Outwit Two Super-Detectives? having paid an unsuccessful visit to the office in Shaftsbury avenue, showed a disposi tion to linger. Miss Ann | Lancaster, who was not really busy leaned back in her chair with her | fingers resting idly upon the type INDERGAT! ke.” she | thesc | Mr. Rod uncerta am sorry about is very & aller inquired *'Some spectal work.” Ann told him. | Anything in my way? She shook her head Some documents in cipher whic one of our agents in Berlin came across and sent to the forelgn office.” | “What time do you close for lunch Windergate asked i “About one, as a rule,’ was the carcless reply. “We have fixed | hour.” Winde self-con but_he a litt “You “Busy?" her was a person, | coughed. He f-possessed pressi zatc gave the i nervous. wouldn't whether vou'd with me?" he invited Ann was taken by “It is very kind of you.' hesitatingly. “1 don't bother lunch much, as a rule.” “We'll make up for it today, then Windergate declared, recovering confidence. “We'll go to a little qu place T know of, here. Never | any crowd there Ann closed down hat t's e ated. 1 ealize, don't working clothe Windergate glanced at her twice as they passed through streets, and his previous impre were all confirmed. She was dressed with the utmost simplicity, but she possessed to the full that air of name less elegance which is the heritage of | the chosen few of her sex “I love nice restaurants,” ded, she unfolded her T've only seen the outside one.” “Don't you ever go out to lunch ith . Rocke?” he asked in my life,” and then it was when we were ing together. As er of fact. she went on, “Mr. Rocke is very care less about lunch. His latest fad is that it's quieter in_the office between one and half-past two. Windergate, away from his profes- | sional atmosphere, was a very pleas- | | | of being wonder lunch to—I have care come and surprise she said, gly about her desk and put | on | of quite that 1 ¥ nice am you you ready am ¥ in my D or the ns she con napkin. | of this | replied, work- almost an amusing companion. Ann finished her coffee and cigarette with regret Tk you for an excellent lunct she said, as she drew on her glovi I expect Mr. Rocke will be back now, it you like to come round and him.” I think 1 will,” Windergate ac quiesced, “although I haven't any thing very important to say No news, T suppose?’ Her companion made grimace. “No,” he admitted. this is one of those lunatic has proved than two sane men. him some da “I hope sc den_ fervor “It was the cunning of the lunatic which helped him to cvade us,” Win- | dergate observed. “It will be the in evitable persistence of the lunatic which will deliver him into hands some day 1 cases himse We though.’ Ann prayed, with sud- | wher f cleverer shall have ur HEY reached the block of build- | ings in which Rocke's offices | were sithated. Ann_looked at the | board and found the key missing. | “He is here, then.” she remarked as she preceded her companion to the | lift. “Has Mr. Rocke been in long?” | shy ed the girl in attendance | Can’t say. miss,” the latter re-| plied. “I've only just come on duty.” They stepped out of the lift at its destination, and climbed the last| flight of stairs. Ann opened the door | of the outer office, and, crossing the | room, threw,open the inner door. “Mr. Windergate is here to see you, | Mr. Rocke.” The figure seated at the desk made no movement. “Mr. Windergate—" again Then, with a little off in her sentence. limp, unnatural seated in the Ann began ery, she broke Something in the | pose of the man revolving chair sud denly terrified her. She sprang for- ward, but Windergate was quicker. He stood between her and the figure at the desk. “Miss Lancaster,” he said, had better go back to your office. Try | and compose yourself. Ring up Beotland Yard and ask for Harrison and Kimball to be sent here at once.” “‘Has anything happened to him?" she asked, spivering in every limb. | “I_am afraid that he is dead,’ ‘Windergate answered gravely. “There ;: a bullet wound through his temple. ut The connecting door leading to the outer office was suddenly opened.| Rocke stepped in. ! “What's all this?” irritably. Daniel, Sir Francis Worton—com- monly known as Q 20, the head of the new Secret Service Department represented by those mystic letters and Windergate met, a fortnight | later, at the former’s office for an in-| formal conference. “The subject of my murder is urally an interesting ome to me,’ Daniel observed, as he swung round in his chair and offered cigarettes to the other two men. “Is it my fancy Windergate, or are you moving a little more slowly in this matter than usual? You can't afford too many failures, you know.” “Departmental jealousy Windergate declared lightly. “As a matter of fact, we have gone a little further than we have thought it wise to make public. T am now in a pos tion to tell you the name of the man who was shot in your chair.” *‘Has any one identified him, then?” Daniel asked ‘Not voluntarily,” was the thought ful reply. ““As you know, no papers at all were found upon the dead man, but a doll in a cardboard box was discovered in his pocket. We made inquiries among the London buyers of such articles, and discovered one firm who had just ordered a quantity from a German agent visiting Lon don. The rest- was quite simple. The man’s name was Israel Kasters, and he had a single room in a block of offices in the Tottenham Court road.” “I can edd a little to that informa- tion,” Worton observed. ‘Kasters came over here in the wake of a well known German financier some months ago. He remained behind with the avowed intention of open ing up some trade. My department had kept him shadowed since his arrival. There had been nothing to report. The only suspicious thing about him that came to our knowl- edge was that he was certainly in communication with people in Ber- lin whom we do not trust.” Daniel threw the remainder of his cigarette into the grate, and took a fresh one from the open box by his side. “The first half of the mystery now solves itself,” he said. “The visit of Israel Kasters to this office at a time o5 o he demanded | nat- agai | the idea of purlotning them. | remember | somewhat | fice. | by office has consisted in_deciphering some secret ' correspondence which wa$ seized by one of our agents in Berlin. Occasionally 1 have brought some of the less important documents | to work on here. Kasters evidently got to know of that and came with You will that a small jimmy was found upon him. Worton nodded thoughtfully “You and 1 know the truth, Daniel,” he pointed out, “so it is per- haps only fair to take Windergate into our confidence. These docu- ments, which one of my agents office, comprise, a list of places of arms exist among other things, where secret stocks in Germany. A Ger man agent over here would certainly think it worth while to go to any length to regain ‘possession of them." “I quite see that,” Windergate agreed. “The presence of the mur dered man in office is now ex plained. But why was Kasters mur dered—and by whom? “The first thing one has to up or mind about,” Worton re marked. “is whether he was shot as Isra asters or in mistake tocke. When the blinds are drawn here the light is very bad, and any one entering from this door, and shooting from a few vards away, easil have thought that the seated the desk w the of the room we may accept the fact,” ovbserved, a man e with the idea of murder might have shot the believing he was ac purpose But have likely to go to such Winder coming he Rocke the desk his ie man a complishing you any | extremes “I can't admitted person 1 wouldn’t the man fingers at that 1 have,” reaily dange can think of, who. I kno hesitate to commit murder who slipped through our sbury Plain. We're not on his track, though. so it seems an absurd thing to imagine that he should k his I nd liberty in this fashion “My people have been watching a house in in connection with ndergate inte vened. are on the right tr he might easily have imagined thaf you were ned in it he NN kne tered wi ked at the door and en her Rocke has somet which you are “Show her rected. Th as the young woman was ushered in. he was good-looking in a somewhat bold fashion “I want to she announced I am Mr. “What can I “I have so the girl to see you, Mr. “I think she the wants anounced to say discussit at once Daniel di speak to Mr. Rocke, Rocke,” he do for vou?” ething to say replied, staring at him puzzled fashion. “I have been expecting to hear from you fc days.” ‘rom me?” Daniel repeated. why? The gil STl sec busy now." She turned awe s hand. “Stop didn’t u at the lift girl. are you? Not so much lift girl, i you please she retorted, with a littie toss of the head. “I and another young ave run the lift here since the ing was turned into offices. Its fternoon out, so thought I'd pop up and have word with Another time w “Look here,’ quite underst men are quite the affair as I thing to say re you certainly piied. “If there about this affair, tell it to us.” The girl swung round on her heel “Thank you,” she concluded. *I'li choose mn own time.” She pushed her w. They heard the and her footsteps on the stairs That voung woman know thing.” Windergate remarked ““The queer part of it is,” Daniel ob- served, “that she appears to think I do, too. Windergate, on his way out into the street, found their recent visitor studving the name-board. He raised at. told her to you,’ shrugged her you another shoulders. time. You hi: a recogn he hegged rst. You're build a dc iel u. as ‘much said, “1 These interested in am. If you have any now is the time.” uffing?” she demanded m not,” Danfel re now is the time to ¥ out of the of. outer door close w minutes ago in ‘Oh, you were one of them three were you?” she remarked “I wonder, whether you would favor me with few minutes’ conversa tion?" he suggested. ‘“Just a cup of tea over at that little place opposite,” he urged. “I won't keep you long. She looked at him doubtfully “You won't make yourself a nui nce asking too many questions?” she demanded “I shall probably forget to ask any questions at all,”” he assured her tact. fully. The girl pa his side. “We won't go there, dicating the tea_shop had pointed. “There's farther down.’ “Wherever you agreed cheerfully. THEY entered the tea room of her choice and found a sufficiently re tired table. Windergate was shrewd enough to avoid .all reference to the subject on which he desired informa tion until the meal was nearing com: pletion. He learned that his com- panion’s name was sed out into the street she said, in to which he a nicer one Windergate when he must have belleved it to be unoccupied is explained. My work for the last fortnight at the foreign , | make | | for i o ut | Daniel held out | convinced of the fact lady | anything you know | | | ‘Theré is a young person | subject | three men looked up curiously [ you | pr | count.’ ¢ that she earned 38 shillings a week, | might have been a doctor was stand er tie, wenkness us for gray theaters when a sul sented himself. Co been thoroughly esta tured, denly a question. “What Mr. alone Rocke this if you | curioust eized and handed over to the foreign | he leaned forward Are you a friend sked tertainly “Well, T came in t explained, “why he mise he made me What promise did “It was on a certai so very long ago, teriously ‘I tool the sixth floor along me the biggest tip half a sovereign. said, just before he want ‘you to forget asked. Wipe it you understand?’ “I asked him what but he didn’t reply ask,” he insisted, ‘a nice little sum for v Just then floor and out ground ou he came floor,” th a good been all ish as you like 'd go and have a >id the day happen to be the was murdered a and n =ot just out’ w ifternoon. ta at th ause. replied. The day the really my afterr standing talki other young lad: wanted to speak to stairs. A bell rang floor. give her a moment w “And you found Mr for you on the sixth “Yes! Why are y she asked Because 1 belo at Scotland Yard,' “A tec'!” she e: were a you'd brought me ou you liked the look fancy to me. Seems she W g hy clai afternoon?” him day gentleman! of | that gentlemen were sometimes gen that she liked her companion's and his voice, and that she had a she loved the pictures, but preferred the le escort pre. ing s as though the matter had sud- »me into his mind, to ask her eyes:; that nfidence blished, he were you going to say had found he in her chair. of Mr 0 ask him,” hadn’t kept some time s he make?" n afternoon, down and he I'a ever Look here,’ stepped out, that you of your mi the g ‘You do there'll banking reached he shot nd our we. at | about five minutes, it you please muttered when he ‘Si how alk with him you are speaking of which Rocke's on in Mr. e inquest?” “The othel girl happened was ka0 Bessie—that's the she the thing noon off. 1 hen a boy came down om the and T took the lift up so as to ith him r. R floo ou to the C. T e said med 1 t now | you'd been kidding all the time.” | “You in | sh, “But | don't | gentle- | with Windergate.” | | | | vcan't “T haven't,”” he as “You're dear! haven't half the pictures asked wistfully. “Come along,” he go opposite. I can hour.” DANIEL, in pressed by apprehensions v for not those vagu He that he sort ¢ med nd A fit ing watched, time in oj dergate, t0o, s t in traci Kasters, Even uent t cusly Rocke’s fr became u ing he sent for her. particularly depréssec “Miss Lancaster,” dining at the M “Did you?" “What the he rem them?” he burst out place as plague. Tell fool enough Israel Kaster “Mr. W me about swered “What does he tal thoug! me, is to thin such some- | then? She smil “I thin] mires me, ed. that Mr, she confe “I suppose you are a good-looking “I've nothing, of your private rela- Windergate, to know whether you two | ind my back.” steadily girl,” he admitted. course, to do with tions ‘with Mr, should like are up to anything beh He looked at her “You've nothing to “Nothing,” she replied with a little choking in her throat “Very ‘That night f to her “Mr. Ann new frienc Windergate,” an understandin gate admitted Rocke doing? Let he ad ou a copy of the page from | on to Inspector Gres- “As a matter of fact, dining up at Hempstead they are doing their I remember, though with Prof. Mayer I'll just see how job.” * T a few minutes past eleven that little a street evening a very scene was being ena became approachable. he said mischief’s | | with Windergate and you and ali of | ired her she hour E n w invited just manage days but was 10 that he was walked all ¢ danger. to have he murde: remained nn, resentful s of One He wa. and 1 bad-te filan 1 narked quietly the “You seem |dry up into monosyllables whenever | I come near, and Windergate avoids | | the h we had Windergate indergate does not talk to | matter she K to 3 Windergate ad ssed but ay to me?” good,” he concluded quietly. unburdened her- | 5 she me ded . He is dramatic cted in upon the outskirts of Hampstead. girl, apparently faint, was her back to a tree. recc svering from ated on the ground with | her | side was a uniformed policeman with Rose Paxton; a notebook in his hand. Standing by him inquired Rocke? she 80." not she continued mys from gave had— ever brought me up, in case you should be me was as be the | arrived | e, without as much as a word or | Watching for That the time since, as stand-of I made up my mind he's e waiting interested?"” “I thought thought | to tea because me—taken s though answered to spare suppose?” “We'll | op singular suddenly the Win. | couldn’t get away with her and made ill-temper morn feeling saw night J | matter the that I Killed | an u about, | confided, something be done about Mr. | | Rocke? He is looking so jIl." “I suppose we shall have to come to very soon ' Winder. see, what is A man who other side, looking and a young ing on the on with™ keen couple were inte: “My name is Amy Kinlake,” the girl faltered. “I was on my_ way home. A taxi overtook me—just here. A man got out and came toward me. Suddenly he seized me and pressed a handerchief against my mouth. There was a horrible smell—and—and—" o on, miss, if you can.” * “I couldn’t move. I felt numb,” she continued. “I think he must have lifted me into the taxicab when I gave a little scream. He pushed me away and 1 fell down on the curb. The taxicab drove off.” “Which way did it go?" man asked “It turned burnum road a moment “Can you describe the doctor inquired. I saw him myself, but I should like vour description The girl was looking toward the corner where the taxicab had disap- peared. A man was walking along with sbrisk, even footsteps. As he me near she shrieked ‘There he is!" she cried. The policeman stepped forward d like & word with you, sir,” he t en- to the police the corner into man?” t La. he T said “What's the matter?” demanded. “That’s the man!" ud the newcomer i the girl exclalm returned T don't the doctor added to the police In|man in an undertone, “but I'm cer in | tain that’s the man «bh| “You'll have to go to the station with the policeman told him any suspicious move ac s me, | ment May I ask the charge An assault upon this young lady.” | “Absurd’” was the contemptuous rejoinde; “My name is Daniel Rocke, and T am well known at the foreign office. 1 have just left Prof Mayer’s house at the corner.” Then Windergate appeared the gloom. “I want this man,” he announced “You know me, constable. “That's all right, sir.” The rescued man appeared a little stupefied, but it was not until he was in_ Windergate's car that he opened his mouth. “What is the m demanded A plant of a sort reply. “I'll tell you if vou lke. It was stary at your office which set me thinking. We're up against our old enemy again, and I tell you he's the most dangerous thing 1 ever struck and the cleverest. He's studied you to some purpose, made up so that no two people could tell you apart | Even my own men have been baffled He came to your office with the in | tention of killing vou, shot that fel king he was you out of the place arrived five minutes later, and that lift girl would have sworn her dying day that vou'd only left the flat a short time ago. See the idea? Since then you've been shadowed We knew you were dining at Prof. Mayer’s and that you would be com ng this way before long. Londe might | have really wanted to abduct the girl Anyhow, he did it, made up so that any one in the world would have sworn you were the assailant, threw out when he saw that he a out of he th ning of this?" he " was the brief 1l about it now the lift girl's D an be- | the girl off for safety “Where are we going to now “The Marylebone police station | We arrested the driver of his taxi | cab while he got out and walked to | the corner of the street and | of of our men on the box We've tele phoned for constables to surround the cab directly it arrives.” “Why didn’t vou tell me what was oing on, before?" “Because vou'd have spoiled the game by always looking out for him," Windergate answered. “‘Besides, it was a police job, not vours. We needed you for a stalking-horse. Ali in your own interests, Rocke. The humor of it is—if it can be called | humor—that vour other self made ad vances to the lift girl which you failed to carry out. Hence her visit | to vour office. “Little hussy! But Londe—he'll tumble to it | Fle'll get out of the cab reaches the police station.” “He won't do much good,” Winder- gate replied. “T had two plainclothes men on motor bicycles, one each side of the cab. He hasn't one chance in 50 of getting away. His companion glanced out of the window. either have you.” he answered, driving the knife which he had sud denly drawn from his pocket between the detective's shoulders. * % m to | that fellow for certain before 11 | | | ANIEL ROCKE was Windergate's first visitor. The latter was sit ting up in bed, wasted, but con- valescent. « i ““The lunatic's Windergate groaned. me, too."” “You had no asked curiously ot the slightest. 1 was as cer- tain that it was you who strolled up | and whom 1 took away from the | erowd as T am about you at the pres | ent moment. You see what hap- pened? Simple but amazingly daring. + “The fellow had been shadowing vou for a fortnight,” Windergate pro- ceeded. “He must have known you were dining at the professor’s, mus? | have known what time you were likely to leave. He was in earnest about the girl, all right. When he found he couldn’t bring that off he made for his tax! He saw that the driver had been changed. and tumbled to the whole thing, of course. Told him to stop at the professor's and wait for a few minutes. We'd ordered \‘th chauffeur to go anywhere he was di- rected first, so long as he wound up at Marylebone police station “Londe walked up that flagged path to the professor's and hid behind a shrub. In five. minutes you were out. You thought the professor had _sent for a taxi and stepped into it at once. They drove you to the police station, as per instructions. Londe comes out of the garden, bangs the professor’'s gate behind him and walks casually up to us. It was the most audacious thing T have ever heard of. 1 never doubted him for a moment. His voice seemed a bit thick, but 1 you had a cold.” ‘Windergate y for a few moments with half-closed eyes. “I suppose no one saw Londe get of the car?’ he asked. Not aisoul,” Daniel replied. “The driver had no idea there was anything wrong until he drew up at the police station. Londe disappeared like a stone thrown into a mountain tarn. The nurse put her head in at the door. Daniel rose to his feet. “Fine violets you've got there, Win- dergate,” he remarked, glancing at the bowl by the side of the bed. ‘Windergate smiled somewhat sheep- ishl Very kind of Miss Lancaster,” he murmured. in a day or two. Daniel opened his lip intervened in perempter; “Not another word,’ and was obeyed. Daniel was curiously engrossed when he left the hospital. There was, indeed, plenty for him to think about. s again,” did for done U suspicion?” Daniel A a The nurse fashion. he ordered— WASHINGTON, till | put one | it | She is coming to see me | D. MAY 3, 1925—PART J. “HE WON'T DO MUCH GOOD,” WINDERGATE REPLIED. this lunatic fiend was still at liberty | planning. _perhaps, more ~ horrible | | deeds Daniel found himself visualiz BY LUCRETIA E. HEMINGTON. N spite of scientific discoveries and the reading of many riddles in ent vears, “life still has it nysteries, not the least of which we are pleased to call the per- twu,.n equation. TLet Augustus Luke- man be an unknown member of a thoughtful group of people, and ten | t0 one he will be taken for a successful | business man—short, stocky, forceful, | risp of speech and clean of gesture, alert to is even, firm finger-tip: ut there is something about the | hands that arrests attention, so bal- anced is the broad palm by the broad | strong, even fingers—hands that seem |to say: “My business is to mold the plastic clay to immortal shapes, to| catch the vision and to hold it in en- during bronze and marble.” One looks again at the undramatic form of the man and knows with the {finality of the actual that Augustus Lukeman is not a business man, but an artist | Figuratively, an artist who wears | his shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows, | for he is dedicated to work. He talks it, he loves it, and he exudes it. Listen to him, for he says (he genius v speak of is just hard work, and all| | the life you can bring into the things y re doing. And after all, what a wonderful thing life really is! Work, coupled with the sheer joyous- | ness of 1 that is the plus that makes Augustus Lukeman different from any other man; makes his achievements distinct, marked with the strange thing we call personality of the man | He dynamic. A torrential energy leaps through him; ‘gleams in | the full blue eves; sings in the eager | tones of his voice For him work is | somehow glorified, bathed in the | beauty of service, as it came fresh | from the hand of ¢ »d. He clears the atmosphere, as he talks to you for a little while, so'quick his mind, so clean-cut his sentences, so clear his judgment. After he has left your presence you aware that power has gone with his going. He leaves a void: one mi: s his joyous energy of mind, of body, as one misses clear mountain air after one returns to the dusty city streets. This surplus energy is no uncertain proof of genius: it is as though a larger por- |tion of the divine thing we call the creative force dwelt in a man. | Such robustness of splrit presup- | poses a balance wheel for the vision- seems 3 makes for sanit gives to the ideal in marble or bronze the quality of reality. This Augustus | Lukeman has to almost as great a degree as had Robert Browning, a poet who 160ked at life steadily and saw it | whole, saw it from all angles free from prejudice, free from narrowness. Indeed, Lukeman resembles Brown- ing in 'stature and in manner as well as in the approach to his work, that overmastering spirit of joy in the thing to be done. It is. perhaps, the spirit of eternal youth that dwells in genius at its best. : If one will study Lukeman's statue! |of Francis Asbury (considered by critics as representative of his best work), he will observe the dual quali- ties of the ideal and the practical, for the bronze figure reveals the quin- tessence of the life work of the itiner- ant preacher, his eternal seeking after | souls that they might be saved; ob- livious to all else, so he rides, while his old horse takes his own way under a loose rein, so loose that he stoaps in | irritated weariness to wipe the foam from his lips on his knee. The statue |is a perfect revelation of that sanity that balances the ideal with the real, that says to the dream: “Clothe your: self in the garments of reality.” It is, indeed, as though Browning were pouring out pictures of life in molds of statues, varied, replete, true and marvelous, as life always is when seen with an eye that is single. In a spirit of wholesome modesty and gracious generosity, Augustus Lukeman may declare in his emphatic way, ‘‘Helll The National Sculpture Society is full of men who could do this Stone Mountain job as well as 1" But we are of the opinion that the choice made of a successor to Mr. Borglum could not be improved upen, for, laying his genius aside, it must be admitted that his joyous eagerness in work and in mere living will do more to utterly disperse the clouds of | controversy that have obscured the project of the carving of a mountain- side than would b= posible under any | other man. It is the plangent person- ality of the man that will once more | put the breath of wonder into the giant bas-reliefs etched as by Titans| {in the lofty living rock. The restora- | tion of the pristine glamour that made it one of the great wonders of the| modern world is about to be accom- plished. Already Lukeman's creative power has conceived new plans for the groups on the mountain side—his spirit tairly sings with the stupendous ad- venture of cArving a mountain sur- face in an Olympic atelier bufit with- | | farm 1 T Somewhere, probably close at hand. |ing the agony of the man, driven to | though upon the madness merciful by use the constant of his knife screaming hordes of mangled sufferers AUGUSTUS LUKEMAN, WHO WILL CARVE STO! “}TE HAQ'\'T!)\F, "HANCE IN FIFTY OF GETTING AWAY.” And side by with the of these haunting horrors th into Daniel's braix s \!\lm\. engendered b; side nen | MOUNTAIN, AT WORK ON A DETAIL OF THE PITTSFIELD. MASS., WAR ME MORIAL. TUDIO. PHOTOGRAPH TAKEN IN LUKEMAN'S NEW YORK By United News Pictures out hands between the heavens and the earth, and his memory recalls the similar achievement of Rameses II some 1295 years before the Christian Army of 500,000 Takes Field ! (Continued from Fourth Page.) | Agriculture carefully standardizes the programs undertaken. -For this re: son comparison of work accomplished by groups in different counties can readily be made and turped to good account in furthering the work. All of the major activities of the and home receive attention at some time. Just now, of course, in terest is concentrated on crop and stock raising. A big factor in keep ing up this interest is the frequent visit of the county extension agent who helps_start the club member: work, watches its progress and mak suggestions to improve results. And, speaking of result: striking but not necessarily breaking example close at hand: Harford County, Md., there is a club of 90 boys, ranging in age from 14 to 18, engaged in crop and stock raising on thelr own account. Every one of them has a substantial bank account, the average running over $1,000. The cities have their ambitious, /indus- trious and productive boys and girls, but may it not be doubted whether record- | they have many groups of this size that can surpass this showing? Also near at hand is an individual example which illustrates what many of the farm club boys and girls have complished and will accom- plish this yvear. Peggy Keith is a Virginia girl who seems to know a thing or two about cattle and can tell | in orderly fashion how she progressed literally from “small potatoes” to a live-stock judge to be reckoned with. “When I started club work,” says Peggy, “I was 8 years old and I had 25 feet of potatoes. I planted and hoed and worked them myself and got a crop of which I was very proud. The next year I had an acre of corn. I hired a man to plow and order the, land. I tested the sedd as our county agent had shown us, by the rag-doll method, and made a good stand. 1 plowed and worked the patch myself and would have had a good crop, but the cattle got in and destroyed it But I was not discouraged, gnd the | next vear I ordered the land myself and had better luck. I raised 15 bar- rels—75 bushels. “When I was 11 I jolned a canning club and had a_tenthacre of toma- toes. I put up 78 quarts of tomatoes 4 quarts of green tomato pick here is a | In| | era, doing the same gigantic thing on the rocks that, like a wall, lift them- | selves above the Nubian Nile at Abu- | Simbel for all the world to wonder at D N e ye o TpAR e e calves, but they were too young and | | not the right tvpe and I did not then | know much about fattening, | profit: was small. The next year I had |an Angus calf. He got so badly burned | that T did not think he would live, but I pulled him through, he fattene wonderfully and 1 made a good profit | By now I was also raising poultry and | {at the county fair won three firsts, | two seconds ahd one third with my | | poultry entries. | “Finally, after raising another calf Jl took urse in stock-ralsing at Blacksburg. ‘made’ the State team and went (o-Atlanta, where Virginia stood second in_ the Peggy concluded he ing her ambition is farmer. So more than half a million Peg gles and their brothers are girding | for the battlg of making this the ban ner vear in the long, fine history of the Boys' and Girls’ Farm Clubs of the country. Most of them already have experience in crop and stock raising, and all have determination. 1 the | competition.” | story by say to be a dairy Object Most Remote. i [DETERMINATION that the object | in the universe most remote from | the ¢ the highest powered tele | faint star cloud known toa as NGC 6822 is one of the latest con- | tributions of the Harvard College Ob- | servatory to stronomical lore. Through studies made under the su- | pervision of Prof. Harlow Shapler, di- | rector of the observatory, it has been | estimated that this star cloud is about | |a million light vears distant. In the | language of the liyman, this means a distance of approximately sixteen | quadrillion, seventy trillion, four hun- | dred billion miles. | NGC 6822 was thought by the as | tronomers Perrine, Duncan and | th among those visible through | pes is the | tronomers | | Hobbs to be analagous to the Magel- |lanic clouds. Studies made at the rd Observatory, however, seem | | to indicate that it lies well outside the | Milky Way system. It has been esti- mated that a dirigible making a non- stop flight and traveling night and day at a speed of 60 miles an hour would require 33,315,000.000 yedrs to’ reach this distant spot. : {lagoon |so one may | ness ! ting a woman's I of violet self-consci then nd the sick Augustus Lukeman, Man and Artist work witt the finished fc the The and will of n serfected wer ¢ is per be part K can the first group ng inside t smacks of a leader definite the: omplished 1 half. and energy who inder run ses. will ar those used will be made street hors! Qi sress inded All made ba mode! uld moun in M fir studio in Ne will be dri As though in side his energ; the groups temple at the shall be under way x temple is to be memorial of the work speed the well of Ra in achievemer of that practicality nice delicacy the le thing that makes a man an nd as a re sult makes success an assured thin This rare combination Mr. Lukeman most fortunately possesses. As at Abu-Simbel, along the Nubian the chamber of the temple is to cut out of the solid rock. It will circular in shape and it will serve hall fame for the Confed- Magnificent flights of steps to the temple from a ‘which has recumbent figures rim, and tripods for the burning of incense will have a place on the imposing balus- trades of the steps A oneness of plan, a_unity of pur pose, is evident from the description above, and a great driving power of human energy will carry the plan to as speedy a fulfillment as is ir herent in the of s vast an undertaking. s Phidias and Callicrates and their many assistants worked in eage: ef fort in the buildlng of the Parthenon, imagine Augustus Luke man _and carvers and builders working together in the sheer joy of heir great task, for Mr. Lukeman has a warm humanity about him that will harmonize the whole corps of his assistants. There is in his make up no repellent touch. Good nature is bound to preside over the work a Stone Mountain On the part of here live the m Mr. 1zh to exhaus Lukeman plans tha the ing construction of the rock mass a cut part the is doubling un with the century and a Power £ its possibilities evidence, toc 1at balances with hase of rock sck T consistent wtieth subt artist as a of erates. will ascend about ceremonial a nature the Memorial Asso ciation the choice of Mr. Lukeman was a happy one, for his is a sunny nature and his is a true and a tested ability to complete with a master's hand the work of the memorial in the “Gate City,” that city which was one of the most important to the Cox federacy during the Civil War, that city so imposingly situated above the Chattanooga at the hase of the Blue Ridge Mountains, made famous by the determined siege that Gen. Sher man laid upon it under the able defense of Gen. Hood. It will be, this city of Atlanta, a place of pilgrimage, whose memoria at Stone Mountain shall, in the mz esty of great sculpture, keep alive for all time the courage and the d votlon of the people of the Souih to the cause to which they pledged themselves Augustus Lukeman has been given an opportunity to make his name immortal. His joy in work, his eager to begin the task, his flawless coupling of the real with the ideal and his proved genius are but pledges of. his sure success. He goes to. his new endeavors with the Zooa wishes of the whole country for his encour agement. He is one of America's foremost sculptors; America will jou ant him whatever new laurels . true hands can win. The completed memorial at Stone Mour tain will write the inde ‘bi» record of his fame. Fines for Bobbed Hair. a town near Sao Paulo, Brazil, the mayor decreed that any barber cute ir without . permis. sion from the father. husband or the male member of the family havinge authority over her would be fined milrels (about §6),