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ISABEL "OS8 Oontinued From Our Last Issue The jar was half fllled with a ercamy white substance, and Barry earried it to one of the windows and deposited it upon the sill, Then, drawing the cover of the gas mask from his pocket, together with a small but powerful microscope, he fell to examining the finger, marks upon it; eomparing them, to those which, in the fading light, were yet plainly vis- fble in the grease upon the outer side of the jar. This jar of I"rench cold cream must have belonged to Iay. The finger prints upon it were identical with those upon the gas mask case. The masgk had been worn by some- one in the room of death on the pre- vious night; the odor of carbon mon- oxide was proof of that, and the theory that now sprang to his mind was without a flaw. However, re- luctantly he entertained it, he was gompelled to admit that any other hypothesis would be impossible. The girl was not innocent but merely & superb actress after all! She must have worn that mask and remained in the room while she ac- complished her cousin’s death. The slippers, the gas mask, the cold cream jar, the knowledge that the other girl had supplanted her with her former lover-—all these, combined with the possible evidence of the little box, which still remained in his pocket, heaped up a sinister proof against Fay Tudor. Barry paused midway of the back staira and struek the rail softly with his clenched fist. What a fool he had been! What had been Fay Tudor's exact words when she mentioned her brother's effects? “Did T tell vou the other day that ¥ s went in the locked room where all his belongings, which you so kindly brought home to us, have been placed? 1 saw his héimet and his gas mask, but there were stains upon it."” Now, there had heen no stains ‘¥uch as she impiied upon the mask when he examined it a short time be- fore, but on the case which reposed in his pocket were several faint but unmistakable traces of dried blood. She could not have detected them in the dimness of the room wmbess she had taken the cover up in her hands, and the sight of the stains must have revolted her so that she replaced the case unopened. Someone else must have entered that room during the night before; someone who was careful to leave no traces or finger marks. But Who? Continuing en his way downstairs Barry entered the kitchen, where Hel found the cook weepingover her preparations fer dinmer. He beat a hasty rétreat to the pantry. Theré he ‘discovered pretty Louise, the waltress. “Louise,” he began, seating himself unconcernedly upon the edge of the table, “were there guests last night ] for dinner?” “No, sir; just Mr. Clayton, and he's here 86 often that he seems like one of the family.” The words came in a loquacious little rush. “He and Mrs. Tudor had coffee together out on the porch afterward.” ‘Oniy he and Mrs. Tudor? the voung ladies take coffee?" “No, sir. Poor Miss Laurel never does, and Miss I'ay came back so nervous that the doctor forbid her having any, for fear that she won't sleep nights. That's been her great- cst trouble; fnsomnia, they call it."” 4 Insomnia! Barry drew a deep breatl, and, for a moment his hand strayed toward the pocket where re- posed the little box of powders which He had taken from the bathroom up- stairs “That's too bad! Doesn't the doc- tor give her something to make her sleep—medieine, 1 mean?" “Only hot milk. [Last night drank it directly after dinner Miss TLaurel, poor thing, had with her.” “Are you quickly. “Well, I took it up to them myself, and in the merning aftér—after they had carried poor Miss Laurel away and 1 went in with Martha to take the breakfast things downstairs, 1 found the tall glasses and the milk jug there empty. “Were the two young ladies alone when you took the milk up?” “Of course.” On the porch a table had been ladd for the sheriff and Barry, and at Mrs. Tudor's insistence they had both remained for dinner, “Have you found anything that's worth looking into?” Barry demand- ed. Sheriff Hulse chuckled. ‘“‘Worth looking into?" " he re- peated. “My boy, we've héen look- ing into it for days in advance, only Didn't she and some sure?” asked Barry Study 'your skin _ Begin to use Resinol Soap and Ointment and watch results. These whole;ome agents preserve gpod complexions and impg;ie bad%nes. Resinol t:eaonent is ideal for balys skin RESINOL Soothing and Healing ) T RANDER= ' we didn't know it! “‘In advance!'" echoed Barry, “What in the world do you mean “Tha? feller that'sibeen frightening servants, stealing boat cushions and clothes, and getting In and out of houses without anybody Kknowing how he does it. He's the one we're after, and we mean to look out to nab him tonight If we can.” “Who's we?"' Barty Inquired. ““The two gentlemen that are here for dinner tonight and I"rank and me You can come ajong if you want to,’ Hulse responded patronizingly. "It seems that Frank has been scouting {around most of the afternoon, and he thinks he has found trace The sergeant accepted Hulse's in- vitation to the man hunt that eve- ning carelessly enough, but as soon as dinner was over managed to elude him and enter the hall just as the others emerged from the dining room. Fay Tudor caught his eye, and, with a gesture 8o slight as to he im- perceptible to the rest, he motioned toward the drawing-room. “Did you wish to see me alone?" she asked in a breathless tone. *Miss Tudor, T understand that you are a sufferer from insomnia; do you ever take anything for it except hot milk?" \ “No; that is, not lately."” “But you have taken medicine for it? Powders of some sort?" A quick light, of sudden iifterest rather than of alarm, sprang into her, eyes, “How did you know then added hastily: “A physician in Paris recommended a sort of pow- der. They worked like magic, but 1 discontinued their use more than two months ago because they made my head feel so congested after each dose."” “Did you bring any of them to thi country—the powders, 1 mean?" Barry inquired. “Yes, 1 believe I did.” she asked, There had “I WANT THE CASE DROPPED.” been a slight pause, but came in the half-bewildered tone of one who had been searching her memory. “I had the prescription filled again the day before we left Paris. “How many powders were con. f(ainmi in the prescription?” Barry ig- inored her query. “T'welve.”” She bit her lips and thern cried sharply: “The box was un: touched when 1 arrived here. Don't tell me, Sergeant Barry, that it has been tampered with! I—I felt this ‘morning—I mean it seemed to me [that my head felt just as it used to do when I had taken a double dose of the stuff!" Barry's hand went (o his pocket tand he drew forth the little box and igave it to her. She scized it eager- . her reply **Yes, this is it, of course!'"" Then she opened it and a wave of aston- ishment and horror swept over her |face. “Why, there are only six here; half of them are gone! If anyone had taken them all they would never |have awakened!"” “What would three?" “T don’t know; I have never taken more than two, but 1 fancy that three would produce a slumber more pro- found even than an ancsthetic brings and which would make one sleep un- til the effects had worn off, and then be very ill afterward, Serzeant Barry, |is that what was the matter with me this morning? 1 told you how dizzy 1 was and how my head ached. Did someone drug me? 1 half sus- pected it when [ learned that lLaurel {had been murdered there, practically beside me, and I had slept so stolidly through it all.” “1 don't know yet,"Barry adding in a significant tone: your hot milk taste all right night, Miss Tudor?" “The hot milk!"” she exclaimed. “I don't think that it did, now that you remind me of it. It seems to me that Ithere was a chalky quality in* it and the touch of acridness that one some- times notices in huttermilk—something like fermentation! But Laurel drank it with me! She took more than I. Could those powders have been mixed with it, and killed her?" “No, it would only have produced a sleep a little more profound than your own,” Barry replied. “You may have suffered slightly from your share of it this mérning. but 1 think something clse was the matter, too. The .symptoms you described to me are identical with those induced by a slight inhalation of the gas which [killed your cousin.” “Ifayt” Mrs. Tudor's gen sounded from the porch. {where are you?" | “Coming directly, Aunt Clara |Fay turned to the detective in swift |dismay. “Oh, you ®ee that I must g0 be the effect of replied, “Did last voice My dear, “‘Just one question more."” !detained her with a thought that Captain stranger to your aunt, as he is to the neighborhood. Hew does it hap- pen that he dined here tonight?' “He hus offcred his services to us Barry gesture. Warren was a NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD., WEI as has Mr, Clayton, to help us through this dreadful time, and my aunt glad ly accepted, The sheriff wants them to go with him tonight on some wild- goose chase after the man who has lurking about, and that Is why remained to dinner,” “1 sec. Please do not feel offended, Miss Tudor, at any qliestion 1 may aski 1 think you can help me more than anyone else to discover the truth." When she had gone he replaced in his pocket the box which the girl had given back to him, and was turning to the rear of the hall when the rustle of a skirt sounded behind him, and wheeling about, he saw Mrs, Tudor standing in the doorway. “Sergeant Darry,” she sald tensely, “'you must come where we can talk quietly, I want the case dropped!" bheen they ( in Our Next Issne, (Copyright, 1922, NEA Service). | Conti HISTORY OF FIRST VALENTINE MAKING Chicago Arts Club Has Carious Coliection of Originals | C'hicago, March 8.—A curious col- lection of old valentines which the 00 ESDAY, MARCH 8§, 19 his book, notes the proceeding with [art in an extremely crude manner | steamer Centennial State, has just re unconcern, In another a young wom i places a wreath on the head of a kneellng swain, and in the verses bhe- low the sender (feminine) assures the reciplent (masculine) that her hand will be his whenever he claims it, ox plaining that on Valentine's day maiden may disclose affections con cealed at all other times, CASTORIA For Infants and Childrea In Use For Over 30 Years Always bears tl Signature of ] t ‘W York police department were engaged In order to find Dolan and make the awards, When he heard that the New York police were loék« ing for him Dolan appeared in a po- lice station in that city much pers [turbed and deelaring that he had i Yard and coommitted no erime.” 7 - TEACHING DY MOVIE Mexjeo City, March 8- -The Mexi- can government s using motion pic tures to teach various Indian peoples <4 A% mattery and hasket-making, | Most of these tribes have known the S, Centenninl State, pletures supplemented with lee- | deseribed as one of the bravest deeds | Jolan was serving on the Montana a {running and Dolan ran a risk of be and the idea of the govermment is to|celved an award of medals here for teach them modern methods, In View |rescuing a comrade from drowning in of the great numher of illiterates, the |the Thames last Octoher, His act was tures, ever done in the London docks, & : | He recelved the sitver medal of the '\ nRY \ RDED | Royal Humange and an award BRAVE AVA from the Carnegle Trust 1fund {at the time of the veseuc and dived Frank Dolan, Quartermaster on U. 8. juto the water (o save man who had o | Tdlen between that ship and the pic Degarated o |at time when a strong swell was Saving the Life of a Comrade, . |ing crushed between the ship and London, March S.-—Irank Dolan, a|the wharl . quartermaster on the United States| The services of Scotis o Arts club exhibited here recently re- calls the story of a woman whom the students of Mt. Holyoke college toast overy year on February 14, She was Miss Ksther Howland, who made the first American valentines and the first valentines in which printed verse was sed. Her work is liberally repre- sented in the collection, which is that {of Mrs. Emma B. Hodge, and which | was 1 ned to fhe Arts Club for the purpose of the exhibit by the Art In- stitute of Chicago. Where Fiest Made., Miss Howland was graduated from Mt. Holyoke in 1847, when higher education for women was an innova- tion. Valentines wére first made in England, and England had a mon- opoly of their manufacturc for many years. In fact, a valentine from IZngland, the first which she had seen, gave Miss Howland the idea upon which she based her work. It was two years after her graduation when she was at her home in Worcester, |Mass. The kEnglish valentine, which [is in Mrs. Hodge's collection, has an elahorate border of lace paper with flowers pasted upon it. A tiny note reposed in a small pocket in the cen ter. Miss Howland's father, who was a stationer, imported a few of these valentines and his daughter thought she could improve théem. She made some from lace paper, colored paper and paper flowers, and persuaded her brother, who traveled for her father, to take them with him as samples. He vreturned to bewilder her with orders amounting to $5,000. Large Orders Come Miss Howland enlisted the aid of {her friends to fill these orders. The following year she had doubled her working force. Soon she found her- self with a valentine factory on her hands, and was importing materials from Germany. She made further innovations, including the use of silk. She originated the idea of embossing lithograph oraments which was util- ized by a firm in Germany. Mean- while the American or Worcester Valentine became famous, and in a few years Miss Howland was sending out goods worth $100,000, The traditions with which Howland’'s work was associated are ancient 4s well as sentimental, for observance of St. Valentine's Day has been held to be a revival of the Ro- man Lupercalia, and bears the name of a Christian martyr of the third century. According to one story, the martyr wrote & message of love on the day of his execution, February | 14, to his jaiker's daughter and sign- jed it “Your Valentine.” The day was Ilong observed with various customs before commercial use was made of the sending on that day of amatory messages. Many Good Verses The verses on man of the valen- tines in this co'lection express do- mestic ideals, and the wasp waisted maidens depicted on them have meekly downcast eyes. Here and there, however, there Is an exception. 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