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SEES rae pongo —~© ‘Alive or De The Strange Disappearance of Gerald Rathbone. By GUY THORNE. iG BRS aE gS CHAPTER |.—(Continued.) i There are some people who are em- inent in science, literature, or art, and whose eminence is only appreciated by a small number of learned people and stamped by an almost unregarded of- ficial approbation. These are the peo- ple who, however good their services may be, are never in any sense popu- Jar names until many years after they are dead, and their labors for humani- ty have passed into history and so be- come recognized by the crowd. But there are other celebrities who are popular and known to the “man in the street.” Sir William Gouldesbrough belonged to the latter class. Every- body knew the name of the famous | scientist. His picture was constantly in the papers. His name was a house- hold word, and with all his arduous and successful scientific work he still ; found time to be a frequent figure in | the best society, and a man without whom no large social function, wheth- er public or private, was considered to } mplete. He was the sort of per- hort, of whom one read in the : “and among the other hed guests were Sir Henry Sir L. Alma-Tadema, Mr. Rud- Kipling and Sir William Gouldes- ively young man of five-and-forty. He had caught the ear and attention of the scientific world by his extraor- din researches into the lesser- known powers of electric currents. Moreover—and it is an unusual com- bination—he was not only an investi- gator of the lesser-known attributes of electricity who could be ranked with Teasler, Edison or Marconi, but he was a chologist and pathologist of European reputation. He was said, by those who knew, to have probed more deeply into mental processes than al- most any man of his time, and for two or three years now every one who was on the inside track of things knew that Sir William Gouldesbrough was | on the verge of some stupendous dis- covery which was to astonish the world a» nothing else had astonished it in jern times. E ice Charliewood appeared to be an intimate friend of this great man. We was often at his house, they were frequently seen together, and the n for this strange combination { ways a fruitful subject of gos- re Serious people could not understand what Gouldesbrough saw in a mere pleasant mannered and idle clubman, of no particular distinction or impor- tance. Frivolous society people could not understand how Mr. Charliewood cared to spend his time with a man who took life seriously and was al- ways bothering about stupid electric- ity; while in the same breath they rather admired Charliewood for being intimate with such a very important person in England as Sir William Gouldesbrough undoubtedly was. For two or three years now this curious friendship had been a piquant subject of discussion, and both Sir William’s and Mr. Charliewood’s most intimate friends had spent many pleas- ant hours in inventing this or that base and disgraceful reason for such a combination. Yet, as the cab rolled smoothly up Portland Place, Mr. Charliewood did not look happy. He threw his cigar away with a petulant gesture, and watched a street arab dive for it among the traffic with a sneer of dis- gust. He unbottoned his heavy astrachan coat. It felt tight across his chest, and he realized that his nerves were still unstrung, despite the efforts of the morning. Then he took a checkbook from his pocket and turned over the counterfoils till he came to the last balance. He frowned again, put it away, and once more leant back with a sigh of resignation. In a few more minutes the cab drew ! up at a wall which encircled a fair- sized house of red brick, a house built in the Georgian period. Only the top of the place could be seen from the street, as the walls were somewhat unusually high, while the only means of entrance was a green door let into the brickwork, with a brass bell-pull at one side. In a moment or two the door opened to Charliewood’s ring, and a man servant of the discreet and ordinary type stood there waiting. “Good afternoon, sir,” he said; “Sir William expects you.” Charliewood entered and walked along a wide gravel path toward the portico of the house, chatting casually to the butler as he went. It could now be seen that Sir Will- 1am Gouldesbrough’s residence was a typical mansicn of George I.’s reign. The brick was mellowed to a pleasant autumnal tint, the windows with their white frames and small panes were set in mathematical lines down the facade, and a flight of stone steps led up to the square pillared porch, on each side of which a clumsy stone lion, with a distinctly Teutonic expres- sion, was crouching. The heavy pan- elled door was open, and together the guest and the butler passed into the hall. It was a large place, with a tessella- ted flcor and high white painted doors «il round. Two or three great bronze | urns stood upon marble pedestals there was a big leather couch of a heavy and old-fashioned pattern, and a stuffed bear standing on its hind legs, some eight feet high and with a bal- ancing pole in its paws, formed a hat- rack. The hall was lit from a square- domed skylight in the roof, which showed. that it was surrounded by a gallery, up to which led a broad flight of stairs with carved balustrades. The whole place, indeed, was old- fashioned and sombre. After the cosi- ness of the smart little club in St. James’ street, and the. brightness and glitter of the center of the West end of town, Charliewood felt, as indeed he always did, a sense of dislike and de- pression. It was all so heavy, massive, ugly and old-fashioned. One expected to see grim and sober gentlemen in knee- breeches and powdered hair coming silently out of this or that ponderous doorway—lean, respectable, and un- comfortable ghosts of a period now vanished forever. “Will you go study, sir?” the butler said. iam expects you.” Charliewood did not take off his coat, as if he thought that the inter- view to which he was summoned need not be unduly prolonged. But with his hat and umbrella in his hand he crossed the hall to its farthest left angle beyond the projecting staircase, and opened a green baize door. He found himself in a short passage heavily carpeted, at the end of which was another door. This he opened and came at once into Sir William Gouldesbrough’s study. Directly he entered he saw that his friend was sitting in an arm-chair by the side of a large writing table. Something unfamiliar in his host’s attitude and the chair in which he was sitting’ struck him at once. He looked again, and saw that the chair was slightly raised from the straight on to the “Sir Will- | ground upon a low dais and was of pe- culiar construction. In a moment more he started with surprise to see that there was some- thing extremely odd about Sir Will- iam’s head. A gleam of sunlight was pouring into the room through a long window which opened on to the lawn at the back of the house. It fell full upon the upper portion of the scientist's body, and with a muffled expression of surprise Mr. Charliewood saw that Sir William was wearing a sort of helmet, a curved, shining head-dress of brass, like the cup of an acorn, from the top of which a thick black cord rose up- ward to a china plug set in the wall not fax away. “Good heavens, Gouldesbrough!” he said, in uncontrollable surprise, “what As he spoke Sir William turned and held up one hand, motioning him to silence. The handsome and intellectual face that was so well known to the public was fixed and set into attention, and did not relax or change at Charlie- wood’s ejaculation. The warning hand remained up, and that was all. Charliewood stood frozen to the floor in wonder and uneasiness, utter- ly at a less to understand what was going on. The tremor of his nerves began again; his whole body felt like a pincushion into which innumerable pins were being pushed. Then, with extreme suddenness, he experienced another shock. Somewhere in the room, quite close to him, an electric bell, like the sud- den alarm of a clock on a dark dawn, whirred a shrill summons. | The big man jumped where he stood. At the unexpected rattle of the bell Sir William put his head, touched something that clicked, and. lifted the heavy metal cap from it. He placed it carefully down upon the writing table, passed his hand over his face for a moment with a tired gesture, and then turned to his guest. “How do you do?” he said. “Glad to see you, Charliewood.” CHAPTER II. Unexpected Entrance of Two Ladies. For a moment or two Eustace Char- liewood did not return his host’s greet- ing. He was not only surprised by the curious proceeding of which he had been a witness, but he felt a certain chill also. “What the deuce are you up to now, Gouldesbrough,” he said, in an uneasy voice. “Another of your beastly ex- periments? I wish you wouldn’t startle a fellow in this way.” Sir William looked keenly at the big man, whose face had become curiously pallid. There was a tremendous contrast in the two people in the room. Gouldesbrough was a very handsome man, as handsome as_ Charliewood himself had been in younger days, but it was with an entirely different beauty, His face was clean shaven also, but it was dark, clear cut, and ascetic. The eyes were dark blue, hand up to his- singularly bright and direct in glance, and shaded by heavy brows. The whole face and poise of the tall, lean body spoke of power, knowledge and resolution. One man was of the earth, earthy; the other seemed far removed from sensual and material things. Yet, per- haps a deep student of character, and one who had gone far into the hidden springs of action within the human sour, would have preferred the weak, easy-going sensualist, with all his meannésses and viciousness, to the hard and agate intellect, the indomita- ble and lawless will, that sometimes shone out upon the face of the scient- ist like a lit lamp. Charliewood sat down in obedience to a motion of his host’s hand. He sat down with a sigh, for he knew that he had been summoned to Sir William Gouldesbrough’s house to perform yet another duty which was certain to be distasteful and furtive. Yes! There was no hope for it now. For the last few years the man about town had been under the domination of a stronger will than his, of a more cunning, of a more ruthless brain. Little by little he had become en- tangled within the net that Gouldes- brough had spread for him. And the lure had been, then and afterward, a lure of money—the one thing Charlie wood worshipped in the world. The history of the growth of his secret servitude to this famous man was along one. Money had been lent to him, he had signed this or that pa- per, he had found his other large debts bought up by the scientist, and at the end of three years he found himself willy-nilly, body and soul, the servant of this man, who could ruin him in a single moment and cast him down out of his comfortable life for ever and a day. No living soul knew or suspected that there was any such bond as this between the two men. Even Charlie wood’s enemies never guessed the truth—that he was a sort of jackal, a spy to do his master’s bidding, to exe- cute that or that secret commission, to go and come as he was ordered. As yet, all the services which Char- liewood had rendered to Sir William, and for which, be it said, he was ex- cellently paid, were those which, though they bordered upon the dis- honorable and treacherous, never actu- ally overstepped the borders. Gouldesbrough employed Charlie- wood to find out this or that, to make acquaintance with one person or an- other, to lay the foundation, in fact, of an edifice which he himself would afterward build upon information supplied by the clubman. There was no. crime in any of these proceedings, no robbery or blackmail. An what happened after he had done his work Charliewood neither knew nor cared. Of one thing, however, he was certain, that whatever the scientist's motives might be—and he did not seek to probe them—they were not those of the ordinary criminal, nor, indeed, ever bordered upon the criminal at all. All that Charliewood knew, and real- ized with importance and bitterness, was that he had allowed himself to be- come a mere tool and spy of this man’s, a prober of secrets, a walker in tortuous by-paths. “What did you wire to me for?” Charliewood said in a sulky voice. “What do you want me to do now?” Sir William looked quickly at his guest, and there was a momentary gleam of ill-temper in his eyes, but he answered smoothly enough. “My dear Charliewood, I wish you wouldn’t take that tone. Surely we have been associated too long togeth- er for you to speak to me in that way now. It has suited your convenience to do certain things for me, and it has suited my convenience to make it worth your while to do them. There is the whole matter. Please let’s be friendly, as we always have been.” Charliewood shrugged his shoulders. “You know very well, Gouldes- brough,” he said, “that I am in your hands and have got to do anything you ask ‘me in reason. However, I don’t want to insist on that aspect of the question if you don’t. What did you wire to me for?” (To Be Continued.) REALLY WAS MEAN. But His Test of Girl’s Love Was Suc- cessful, “T couldn’t fee] sure,” said he to his chum, “that she really cared for me, so I wrote myself this telegram: ‘Will you go as an accountant for the firm in China at salary of $50 per week? Start Thursday. Answer at once.’ I sign- ed the name of a fictitious firm, and showed her the telegram as soon as I got to her home that night. “What do you think about it?’ she asked. “‘ don’t know.what to think,’ said L ‘ “She mused a little while. “Do you want to go?’ she asked me. “Tf it wasn’t for you I’d want to go. “Then she said in a faint voice: “Do whatever you think best.’ “7d go if it wasn’t for you.’ I re- plied. “She sat still, looking at the fire. Then of a sudden she began to cry. “© don’t 80!’ she wailed. ‘Don’t go and leave me all alone. What would I do—what would I do without you?’ “So I told her I wouldn’t go. It isa grand thing to have a girl to care for you so much as that. I know that this girl loves me truly.” “If I had been the girl,” said the young listener. “I should have said: ‘Accept the offer and we’ll be married at once and start for China together.’” The young man grinned. “By Jove, I hadn’t thought of that,” he admitted. “Wouldn’t I have been in a fix, though, if she had said that?”—London Tit- Bits. New York Life Insurance Company, chosen by the policyholders under the Armstrong laws, has taken charge of the company’s affairs and has begun the work of reorganization. THE REORGANIZED NEW YORK LIFE INSURANCE COMPANY. The new Board of Trustees of the In choosing the principal officers of the company, the Board has adhered to the idea that a life insurance com- pany should be managed by life in- surance men. Darwin P. Kingsley, a college bred man of good New England stock, who has been in the company’s service in a variety of capacities for a period of nearly twenty years. of life insurance, he “began with the rate book” and has advanced step by step up to his present position. The new president is In the parlance The first vice president of the com- pany is Thomas A. Buckner, who has served the company for more than a quarter of a century,—indeed has never had any other business connec- tion. Associated with these men are others long trained in the company’s service, each an expert in his own de- partment of work. Wm. E. Ingersoll, who has for many years had charge of the company’s great business in Europe, is one of the second vice pres- idents, and will continue at the head of the company’s office in Paris. Rufus W. Weeks, who has been in the company’s service for nearly forty years, ranks next to Mr. Buckner as vice president, and continuous as chief actuary of the company. The policyholders have expressed their belief in this company in no un- certain terms. The upheaval in life in- surance within the last two years has resulted in a great deal of misunder- standing and policyholders, alarmed on matters which were not very clear to them, have been disposed to give up their contracts at a heavy sacrifice. This has not been true in the New York Life to any great extent. The com- pany had $2,000,000,000 insurance on its books when the life insurance in- vestigation began, and while the laws of the State of New York now do not permit any company to write over $150,000,000 a year (which is about one-half the New York Life formerly did), the company’s outstanding buwsi- ness still exceeds $2,000,000,000. Policyholders generally will be still further reassured by this action of the Board, as it places at the head of the company to protect their interests men of thorough training and unexception- able character. FILING CASE FOR SOCKS. Swagger Dressers Make Their Valets Keep a Record. “The filing case for your and your cravat is about the latest we have put out,” said a haberdasher. “Yes, when you get twenty-five or thirty cravats of different species and four or five dozen collars of different styles and names you naturally want to put your hand on them in a second, for nine times out of ten you're in a hurry when dressing. The valets of some men of fashion have their file cards giving the name, size and description of collar and cra- vat. These cards have to be attended to by the man’s secretary right along, according to the memoranda given him by the valet. “The card tells where to get the particular collar or cravat in its par- ticular compartment of the drawer files. When collars are laundered or new ones purchased these must be labeled and located immediately. “Some ‘dashers’ who run to a great rainbow variety of socks, also have them inventoried and card and draw- er filed.” Guilty of Something. Sergt. Day was as regimental as a buttonstick. “Shun!” he cried to his squad. “Quick march! Left wheel! Halt! Take Murphy’s name for talx- ing in the ranks.” “But he wasn’t talking,” protested a corporal who was standing near. “Wasn't he?” roared Sergt. Day. “Don't matter, then. Cross it out, and put him in the guard room for de- ceiving me!” DOCTOR’S FOOD TALK Selection of Food One of the Most Im- portant Acts in Life. A Mass. doctor says: “Our health and physical and mental happiness are so largely under our personal con- trol that the proper selection of food should be, and is one of the most im- portant acts in life. “On this subject, I may say that I! know of no food equal in digestibility, and more powerful in point of nutri- ment, than the modern Grape-Nuts, four heaping teaspoons of which is suf- ficient for the cereal part of a meal, and experience demonstrates that the user is perfectly nourished from one meal to another. ° “I am convinced that the extensive and general use of high class foods of | this character would increase the term of human life, add to the sum total of ; happiness and very considerably im-' prove society in general. I am free to mention the food, for I personally} know of its value.” Grape-Nuts food can be used by babes in arms, or adults. It is seedy, cooked, can be served instantly, | either cold with cream, or with hot’ water or hot milk poured over. All collar | ° EDUCATED DU GEORGE TELLS OF HIS WONDER- FUL BIRDS. ;But When the Washington Club Men Wanted to See Their Tricks Their Owner Reminded Them It Was Sunday. Down on the Patuxent river, a short listance below Upper Marlboro, George MacKenzie occupies a cabin overlooking the stream, relates the Washington Star. George does some farming on a small scale and he also has charge of the home of the Glebe club. He boasts that he is enough of a politician to throw the country to aither political party, but his long suit is training ducks. “I'm the greatest duck trainer you ever heard of,” he told a gathering of club members and friends who as- sembled at the home of the club on a recent Saturday night. “I have six trained ducks, and they are just the same as members of my family. No money could buy them, and I want to say if any of you accidentally kill one of them you will have to pay me ten dollars for him.” “What is that your ducks can do?” interrupted one of the listeners. “Anything I tell them,’ was the earnest response to their owner. “Two of them won't associate with the oth- ers while they are in the water, and these two go gunning with me. When we go to the river I tell them to go away and bring me back some wild ducks, and they do it. They will go down the river and swim about until ‘they get some wild ducks about them, and then they will start back to the blind where I wait for them. Before they get within shooting distance they will flutter about in the water to let |me see them, and when they near the | blind they will swim away in order to get where no shot will reach them.” “Do you really mean that they will do what you say?” asked a member of the party. “Do I really mean it?” echoed the Prince George county man. “You watch the ducks in the morning, and then you will see for yourself, and that ain't all they can do. I can send one of them to the post office at Pig Point, more than a mile away,” he re- | sponded, “and he will bring back my mail to me.” Nothing more was said about the ducks until the next morning. Then George and the guests of the club stood on the bank overlooking the creek where the six ducks were sent out. They did as their owner had said, two of them left the four and nt down the river, the four going in the opposite direction. George re- lated the story of how the four ducks would go to Pig Point and how one of them would go to the post office and pene his mail. “And,” said one of the interested jones, “how does he bring back the mail?” “In his mouth,” was the response of the trainer. “Let me see you send him to the post office now,” suggested the for- mer. “There’s no use sending him to-day,” said MacKenzie, “because the office is not open on Sunday. int. For the first time in the history of the interstate eommerce commission there was a complaint received there ‘First Comp by telegraph. It was from the Cali- fornia Fruit Growers’ association. Just what the urgency of the case was did not appear on the face of it, though, of course, California is a good distance off by mail, and this is close to the shipping season for citrus fruit. It was concerning the distribu- tion of fruit cars by the Southern Pa- cific, and set out the grievance of the association in full. There were 1,315 words in the complaint, and while, of course, that is not particularly long for a newspaper dispatch over the same distance, it is rather long for a business communication by telegraph. It was, legally, a well-written com- plaint, too, much freer from legal verbiage than the average complaint, but setting forth all the facts clearly and concisely. Just how the signa- tures would stand if closely ques- tioned in law would be a question, but the complaint has been regularly filed, and will be made the basis of action as near in the future as may be. Could Be Confidential. A day or two after George B. Cor- telyou assumed the duties of secretary of the treasury he was visited by an elderly man who wanted an appoint- ment as confidential clerk to one of the assistant secretaries. Notwith- standing the fact that he was very busy at the time, Mr. Cortelyou gave the elderly person a hearing. On ac- count of his age, Mr. Cortelyou said, he felt that he could not comply with the request. So, gently but firmly, he intimated to the old man that it was about time for him to go. This, how- ever, did not dampen the latter’s spirit in the least. “Why, sir,” said he, “as I feel myself peculiarly competent to fill one of these confidential clerkships I hope that you will further consider my application. Then wagging his head most impressively, he added: “Oh, Mr. Cortelyou, I could be so confidential!” Too Much to Expect. They tell this one about a small poy who lives near Bean lake.. He was fishing, and his mother had to call WERVOUS COLLAPSE sorts of puddings and fancy dishescan him five times to make him hear. be made with Grape-Nuts. The food Finally, she landed on him, and shak- is concentrated and very economical, ‘ing him in a terrible manner, wanted for four heaping teaspoons are suffi- to know why he did not answer. This cient for the cereal part of a meal.’ was his reply: “I didn’t hear you the Read the little book, “The Road to first three times, and the last time I Wellville,” in pkgs. “There’s a Rea had a bite,”-—Kansas City Star. eon.” ' 1S OFTEN PREVENTED BY OR. WILLIAMS’ PINK PILLS. Taken When the First Warning Symp- toms Are Noticed Much Needless Suffering May Be Saved. Are you troubled with pallor, loss of spirits, waves of heat passing over the body, shortness of breath after slight exertion, a peculiar skipping of the heart beat, poor digestion, cold extremi- ties or a feeling of weight and fullness? Do not make the mistake of thinking that. these are disedses in themselves and be satisfied with temporary relief. This is the way the nerves give warn- ing that they are breaking down. It simply means that the blood has become impure and cannot carry enough nourish- ment to the nerves to Keep them healthy and able to do their work. , alone, will sometimes give the needed relief. The tonic treatment by Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills, however,,pre- vents the final breakdown of the nerves and the more serious diseases which follow, because the pills act directly open the impure blood, making it rich, Mrs. E. O. Bradley, of 103 Parsells avenue, Rochester, N. Y., says: “IT was never very health years ago, when in a run-down condi- tion, I suffered a nervous shock, caused by a misfortune to a friend. It was so great that I was unfitted for work. “TI was just weak, low-spirited and nervous. Icould hardly walk and could not bear the least noise. My appetite was poor and I did not care for food. I couldn’t sleep well and once for two weeks got scarcely an hour’s sleep. I had severe headaches most of the time and pains in the back and spine. . “Twas treated by two doctors, being under the care of one of them for six months. I got no relief and then de- cided to try Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills. I soon began to feel better and the im- provement was general. My appetite became hearty and my sleep better. The headaches all left and also the pains in ny back. A few more boxes entirely cured me and I was able to go back to work. I felt splendid and as though I had never been sick.” Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills are invaluable in such diseases as rheumatism, after- effects of the grip and fevers, neuralgia, St. Vitus’ dance and even partial paralysis and locomotor ataxia. Dr. Williams’ Pink Pills are sold by all druggists, or will be sent, postpaid, on receipt of price, 50 cents per box, six poxes for $2.50, by the Dr. Williams Medicine Company, Schenectady, N. 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