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RLUSTRATED B, Y R.W, SATTERFIELD M COPYRIGH T RELEASED BY NEA SERVICE INC., ARRGT,MET, NEWSP, 3V8. o crr—— CHAPTER XJX. A Legacy for Peter Ganns It at any time I entertained one shadow of regret in the execution of thoee who had traduced me and so earned their destruction, it was after | we had dwelt for a season with Albert | Redmayne beside Como. But Jenny swiftly laughed me, out of these emotions, “Keep your tenderness and senti- ment for me,” she said. “I will not| share them,” | “We might have killed Albert a| thousand times and left no sign—a | fact that brings me to that part of my récital T most deplore. Nevertheless, though things diffi- | €ult and dangerous we had trium- | phantly achieved, befare this talk for | @ child we failed; and the reason for our ‘collapse was not in Jenny but in me, partner I should until she had found her uncle’s will. and as the instrument proved entirely satisfactory, my dut was then to| proceed about our business. Only an | artist's fond pride intervened; noth ing but my vanity, my consciousn of ‘power to excel, upset the rightful climax. Wé were, indeed,” both artists, but how incomparably the greater she! Had she won her way with me, we should be living now to enjoy the fruits of our accomplish- ment. y “But though che did not win her way, vet, in defeat, her final, glori- ous deed was to intercept the death intended for me, ‘that 1 might still * Uve. Loyal to the last, she sacri- ficed herself, forgetting, in that su-| yreme moment how life for me with- out her could possess no shadow of compensation, "My wife's deeper sanity and clear- er vislon always inclined her to dis- trust our American acquaintance, Peter Ganns. Ganns is a great man on his own plane. But, though he is a greedy creature who digs his grave with his knife and fork, though his habit of drenching himself with powdered to Lacco, instead of smoking like a gen- tleman, is disgusting, vet 1 have nothing but admiration for him. His little plot—to treat me to a dose of my own physic and present a forgery of “Robert Redmayne’ in the evening dusk—was altogether admirable. The thing came in a manner so suddern and upexpected that [ failed of a per fect reposte. It %was Jenny, of who had assisted me to dig Marco's grave on Griante and who shared my disap- pointment when we found that Bren- don had escaped my revolver, While Jenny related her sufferings and made appeal to her listener's overmastering devotion, 1 left the house and Brendon saw me go. To get a boat, that T might cross to Bel- lagio, was the work of ten minutes. A black beard was all the disguise 1 | used, save that I had left my coat in the boat and appeared before Red- mayne in shirt sleeves. With trembling accents I related to Assunta, who of course knew me not, that Poggi was taken fatally ill and might hardly hope to last an hour. | It was enough. T returned to the | boat and in three minutes Albert joined me and-offerad me untold gold to row as I had never rowed before. A hundred and fifty yards from shore 1 directed him to s into the how of the ‘boat, explaining that T should 0 make greater speed. As he passed me, the little pole-axe fell. He suf- iered nothing and in five minutes more, with heavy stones fastened to feet and arms, he gank beneath Como. The pole-axe followed, its work com- pleted, Then [ rowed ashore swiftly, re- turned the boat to the beach unob- | gerved, hid my disgnise in my pocket and strolled to a familiar inn. 1 gtopped at this albergo for a consid- erable period, that a sufficient alibi might be established. Then the | crash came, 1 returned home st pecting nothing-—to fall like Lucifer. to find all lost, to hold my dead w in my arms and know thut, without her, life was ended for me. | In seemly, splendid fashion she | passed and it shall not be recorded that ‘the man this glorious woman loved made an end of his days with less distinction znd propriety. To die have waited searched for This she did; | only How To FORGET | | TROUBLES IROUBLES knock up your sys- tem like Jack Dempsey knocks Jown his opponent. Troubles deal blows both in the head and stomach—and they hurt the stomach more than they || do the head! Troubles give the stomach indi- || gestion, slow up the liver—and | then follow constipation and biliousness. ‘The way to get rid of troubles !is to invigorate digestion, stimu- late liver and bowels and tone up the entire system. The best way to do this—has been for the past 80 years—is to take Beecham's Pills. Then you will feel so go:d that “troubles” become merely prob- lems, to be solved readily by the clear, keen brain of health. At All Druggists—25¢ and 50¢ 2 | he forgotten, or that I appoint Mark Had 1 listened to my austere |; and | o= 1922 THE MEMILLAN COMPANY on the gallows is to do what many others have done; I will condescend to no such fgnominy. Ganns under- stood me well enough for that, Let not my legacy to Peter Ganns Brendon executor and residuary legatee., 1 think there is nothing more to say. “Al finir de! gioco, si vede chi ha guadagnato.” At the end of the game we may gee the winner.,” But not a'ways, for sometimes the game “I RETURNED TO HOLD MY DEAD WIFE IN MY ARMS. is drawn and honors are easy. 1 have played a drawn garme with Peter Ganns and he will not pretend a vic- tory, or withhold the first applause where it belongs. He knows that even if we wer2 equal, the woman was greater than either of us. FFarewell, GIUSEPPE DORIA. Ten days after Peter Ganns had read this narrative and its sequel at Lis snug hame outside Boston, there awaited him, upon his breakfast table, a little parcel from England. Something amazing challenged his astonished eyes. There came a long witer from Mark Brendon also, which repeated information already familiar to Peter through the newspapers; but added other facts for him alone. complexion . | No matter how beautiful your fea- « tures gre. youcannot be truly attractive with a rough, clogged, blotchy or rimy skin. Resinol Ointment. aided gy Resiniol Soap. is what you need to overcome such troubles. ! 'and healthy it cannot Tk being benutitul. The ideal treatment for all complexions. “Always call for Relnol” Resinol NEW Cause of Pil Dr. Leonhardt found the cause of Piles to be -Internal. That's ' why salves and operations fail to give last- ing relfef. His harmless prescription, HEM-ROID, removes the cause, Money back if it falls. Clark & | Brainerd Company. New Scotland Yard, October 20, 1921, My Dear Peter Ganns: You will have heard of Pendean's confession and message to you; but you may not have read full details as they con- cern you personally. 1 inclose his gift; and it is safe to bet that neither you nor any man will henceforth pobsess anything more remarkable. He made a will in prison and the law decides that I inherit his personal estate; but you will not be surprised to learn that I have handed it over fo the police orphanages of my coun- try and yours in equal proportions. The facts are these. As the day approached for his execution, extra- crdinary precauvtions were taken, but Pendean behaved with utmost re- straint, gave no trouble and made no threat. Having completed his writ- ten statement, he asked to be per- mitted to copy it on a typewriter, but leave to do so was not granted. He kept the communication on his per- son and he was promised that no at- tempt to read it should be made until after his execution. Indeed, he re- ceived this undertaking hefore he put pen to paper, He preserved a quiet and orderly manner, ate well, took exercise with his guards and smoked many cigarettes. 1 may mention that the body of Itobert Redmayne was found where he buried it; but the tides have deflected the heach gravels on Rendigo's grave and search there Fas-rovealed nothing. Upon his last night but one, Pen- dean retired as ustial and apparently slept for some hours with the bed- clothss up to his face. = A warder sat on each side of him and a light was burning. Suddenly he gave a sigh and held out his hand to the man on his' right. i “8ee that goes to Peter Gannsg—it is my legacy,” he eaid. ‘“And re- member that Mark Brendon is my hear.” "He then put a small object irto the warder's hand. At the same time he apparently suffered a tre- mendous physical convulsion, uttered one groan and leaped up into a sit- ting position. From this he fell for- ward unconscious. One attendant supported him and the other ran for the prison surgeon. But Pendean was already dead-——poisoned with cya- nide of potassium. You will remember two facts which might have thrown light upon his! secret, The first was his accldent in | Italy as a youth; the second your constant interest in a peculiar, in- human quality of his expression which you were never able to understand. Poth are now explained. He had, of course, a secret receptacle upon his | person beyond human knowledge or power of discovery, for he says that only His mother knew of his accident. That accident was the loss of an eye.| Behind an eye of glass that took its place had lain concealed, until he re- quired it, the capsule of poison found | crushed within his mouth after death. | What the published statement of | this knave has done for me you will Ruess, 1 am leaving the detective service and have found other occu-| pation. One can only seek to live | down my awful experience, Next year my work will bring me to America and, when that happens, I shall be very glad to see you again should you permit me to do so—not | that we. may speak of the past, with | all its futility and bitterness for me, but that we may look forward, and that T may see all is well with you in | your days of retirement, honor and case. Until then I subscribe myself, | your admirer and faithful friend, MARK BRENDON. Peter opened his parcel. It contained an eye made of glass| and very exquisitely fashioned to imi- | tate reality. Its prevailing darkness had prevented the truth from appear- ing, and wet, perfect though it was in Juster and pigment, the false thing| had given to Pendean's expression a | quality that never falled to disturb | Mr. Ganns turned over the litle ob- ject that had so often met his in- quiring gaze., “A rare crook,’ he sald aloud; “but he is right; his wife was great- er than either of us. If he'd ls- tened to her and not his own vain- glory, both could be allve and flour- ishing yet.” THE END. e 0 AT B 0 LKO_ICES (N THE AIR] KDEKA (Westinghouse—East Pittsburgh. Wednesday, July 18 6:00--Baseball scores. 6:15L-Dinner concert by the KDKA Little Symphony orchestra under the direction of Victor Saudek. 7:00—Baseball scores. Dinner con- cert continued. 7:30—Review (continued) of J. M. Barrie's “What Every Woman Knows," by Marjory Stewart. 7:45—The visit to the Little Folks by the Dreamtime Lady. 8:00-—Baseball scores. “Our Na- tional Parks,” by Jobn D. Carter of the Union Pacific railroad. 8:20—Concert by the KDKA Little Symphony orchestra under the direc- tion of Victor Saudek; assisted by Earl Renner, tenor and quartet. 9:45-—Baseball scores. National stockman and farmer market reports. (Westinghouse—springfield). 7:00—Baseball scores of the East- ern, American and National leagues News from Farm and Home. 7:15——Laughs from Life by special arrangement with Tife magazine. “Tarmers’ Night”, courtesy of the New England Homestead, a weekly paper published in the interest of the farmer. 7:80—Bedtime story dren. 7:45—"Defective vision in the’ In- dustries,” by Frank E. Dow, North- ampton, Mass, 8:00—Baseball scores. Concert by Mrs. Lila 1. Morgan, soprano; John Clark; planist: Lloyd Stoneman, pian- ist. 9:20—Bedtime story for grown-ups prepared by Orison 8. Marden. Base- kall scores. for the chil- WIZ (Aeolian Hall, N. Y. City) 7:30—Recital by Ellie Marion Ebel- ing, soprano. 7:46—Review of reviews, 8:00—Recital by Ellie M. Ebeling. 8:16—Goldman band concert, Ed- win Franko Goldman, conductor by Girect wire from the Mall, Central park. PURIFY THAT TRAP Foul, harmful odors lurk in pipes. Slay them with Sylpho- Nathol! It kills them and their cause. Sylpho-Nathol really cleans pipes, floors, garbage pails and waste-bowls. Use it daily as you use soap. Busy deale; sell it—15c, 35¢, 65c and $1.25. THE SULPHO-NAPTHOL CO. Boston, Mass. » SYLPHO~ NATHOL DOINGS OF THE DUFFS Bluejay The simplest way to endacorn is Blue-jay. Stops the pain in- stantly. Then the corn loosens and comes out. Made in clear liquid and in thin plasters. The action is the same. At your drugglst | 10:00—Concert by the Music Stu- dents’ league. WEAY (American Tel and. Tel. Co, N. Y.) 7:30 — “Putting Life into Litera- ture,” by John Cowper Powys, well known author. Talk under the aus- pices of *“American Agriculturist.” Recital by Adam Kuryllo, Polish vio- linist. William Sweeney, baritone, ac- companied by Winifred T. Barr. 9:00—Browning, King and pany's Wednesday, night dance. WMAF (Round Hills Radio Corp., South Dartmouth, Mass.) com- 7:30—Baritone solos by . William Sweeney, accompanied by Winifred T. Barr, 7:50—*The Bast Holds most Prom- ise of Future Agricultural Opportuni- ty,” by Frank P. Willis, secretary of agriculture of State of Penn. 8:00—S6los by Carrie DeVoe, dra- matic soprano, accompanied by Wini- fred T. Barr. 8:10—Recital by Folish violinist. 8:25—Baritone 'solos Sweeney. 8:36—Adam Kuryllo, Ist. 8:50—8olos by Carrie DeVoe, dra- matic soprano. 10:00—Concert by the :West End Ladies’ Trio, composed of Ethel Nu- gent, pianist; Adele Muys, violinist; {Sadie Kempler, 'cellist. 2 WGI (American Radio & Research Corp, Medford Hillside, Masa.) 6:00—Late news flashes. sport news. 6:16—Code practice, lesson No. 77, 6:30-—Boston police reports, Amrad bulletin board. World market sur- vey. U. 8. department of foreign and domestic commerce, 6:45—Girls hour conducted by Miss | Eunice T. Randall. “Camp Tire ‘Glrls,” by “Big Smoke.” Adam Kuryllo, by William Polish violin- Early [l P! " by the | Scientific American. 2. Drum corps concert. | ) | Complete radio sets and supplies at | Henry Morans', 365 Main street, op- | posite Myrtle street.—advt. ELECTRICITY CHEAPER Washington, July 18.—The United States is becoming an Increasingly heavier user of electricity, but de- spite the mounting power totals, the consumption of fuel to produce it is decreasing in proportion, Geological survey figures show that the con- ‘sumpt!on of coal for that purpese in 11922 was only 2.5 pounds a kilowatt | hour, as compared with 3.2 pounds in | 1919, | A total of 47,659,000,000 kilowatt hours was generated last year. Of| this amount 36.1 per cent was gener- | ated by water power. New York leads | | the list of states in production, manu- | | facturing 15.57 per cent of the total | for the country. Other states In order are Pennsylvania, California, Illinois, | | Ohlo, Michigan, Massachusetts and | West Virginia. After The Ball YOU'LL HAVE To HAVE AN OPERATION ON NMOUR NOSE,MR.DUFF TO STRAIGHTEN OULT THAT BONE -You BETTER J HAVE \T DONE RIGHT TODAY- WHAT EVER You SAY, fRIS SHOT THIS DOOR SO NOBODY CAN COME IN AND BOTHER US WHILE WE’RE HAVING OUR LITTLE PARTY- 1S THIS GOING TO HURT, DoC. ? > WHY DONT VUH TR T, NYOUNG GOSH-\F | ONWM HAD THET MONEY MUY AND ) COULD GET TO ANNONE \WHO CAN GO OVER | T FALLS L] UCESFOLL BUT ™M AFRAIDV IMAGINE. GOING OVER THESE BWFUL FRLLS \N A BPRREL— Sam Changes His Mind (AND CRRSH \NTO THOSE. TREACHEROUS - ROLKS BELOW, . LO5WG YOUR LFE FOR A PALTRY #/0,000- NOT ME | blow PRIEST IN FIGHT 70 SAVE BLUECOAT Wields Mean Right When Gang Attacks Policemnn New York, July 18. — Patroiman Romeo T. Franchini of "the Bergen street station, Brooklyn, was making a losing fight last night against a chauffeur ‘and three gangsters when he was rescued by the Rev. Nathan A. Morgan, curate of the Roman Catholic church of the Immaculate Heart of Mary, 119 East Fourth street Brooklyn. The patrolman was walking at 9 o'clock in Fourth avenue, between Garfiéld place and First street, when he came upon Tony Martello, 25, a taxicab driver, of 520 Carlton avenue. The taxi was drawn up against the curb ‘and Martello was standing be- side it. The policeman asked the chauffeur if he had a chauffeur's li- cense and Martello replied that he had none. trolman Franchini be- gan writing a summons, As the patrolman was handing the summons to the chauffeur, a man known only as “Dago Frank' and two other men jumped out'of the taxicab and surrounded the policeman, ‘‘Dago Frank” pinned his ‘arms to 'his sides, Martello. pulled .the policeman’s ‘re- volver out of the holster and pressed it hard against-him. “Drop that night stick you're hold- ing there,” he said, ‘‘or you'll get a bullet through you." b Patrolman Franchini held to the stick, Maptello, he said, cried, “Well here it goes,” and pulled the trigger. But the gun jammed .and Martello stood there trying to make it work. “I suppose,” ‘he said to the police- man, “that you'll kill me if T let you have the gun back now."” 3 “No," sald Franchini. “I won't kill you.. ‘All I want is to serve the sum- mons. That's a yery simple matter.” Martello then broke the revolver and thréw out all the cartridges and put it back in the policeman's hol- ster. But the trouble was not over, and “Dago Frank” kept his grip on the policeman’'s arms. The four backed him -agajnst a wall, striking and abusing him, while a crowd of about 50 persons gerthered in the street. But nobody made a move to help the policeman, who was strug- gling to get loose. He still clung to the ‘nightstick. Suddenly Father Morgan pushed through the crowd and caught hold of one of the men. The man turned and seeing ‘that he was a priest, said: “If you didn't have that damned collar on I'd knock your block -off." Tather Morgan struck the man a heavy blow with his right hand. “Dago Frank" dropped - the police- man's arms and hé and the twe men ran down the street. Martello re- mained and before he could dodge the policeman had caught him a heavy over the head with his night- stick. Martello fell to the sidewalk, The priest ran across'the street and Delicious — and ready in a jiffy. Needs no sugar ‘SureRelief FOR LNDIGESTION Sure Relief DELL-ANS ' 25¢ and 75¢ Packages Everywhere telephoned for the reserves. Martello and Patrolman Franchini were taken to the Bergen street station. Mar- tello was treated for scalp wounds and the policeman for a knife cut on the wrist. The chauffeur was locked -up. FRANCE CHANGING? Forelgn Correspondents Profess o See Indication that England’s Offer May Be Acceptable. By The Assoclated Press. London, July 18.—Some observers here think there is a change notice- able in the French attitude toward the note which Great Britain is to pro- pose as a joint alfied reply to Ger- many and that the situation indicates an increased willingness of France to consider the British draft when it is submitted. The diplomatic correspandent of the Daily Telegraph says: “The change may be purely at- mospheric and tractical and may not imply any inclination of an abatement ot the French official standpoint. On the other hand it conceivably may be the outeome of considerations urged by Belgium which is working for con- ciliation, or by friends of the entente like ' Premier Ben2s . of * Czecho- Slovakia.” ACTION ON CITY NCTES Recommendations of the' board of finance and taxation for the issuance of city notes to defray the cost of con- struction an addition to the town farm buildings will be acted upon by the common council tonight. . Later bids on the contracts will be sought. = Ar- chitect Henry F. Ludorf will supervise the construction. Black mamba, a polsonous snake of South Africa, travels so fast .t can keep pace with a galloping horee. MASTER CRIMINAL of ' the ‘widest apread, most ' ruthtess band of Oriental outlaws in fie- tion, Chai-Hung, ' arch- fiend, stalks through the pages of ; P The . Yellow Seven, Edmund Snell’s great noyel of adventure, an almost incredibly sin- ister, terrible figure, “Chincse” - Pennington, the white man, matches wits and courage with this monster and the story of their struggle to the death forms an epic oi the thrill, the mystery of life in strange, tropical North Borneo. Pennington’s wooing of the beau- [tiful widow, Monica Viney, furnishes | THFE. LOVE MOTIVE |BEGINNING IN THE HERALD JULY 19 Summer Reading Par Excellence BY ALLMAN NOW GO RIGHT HOME' AND GO TO BED- STAY IN BED FOR THREE DAYS AND THEN COME DOWN AND LET ME SEE HOW YOU ARE. - 1T MAY BLEED ALITTLE BUT DON'T MIND THAT ME A BARREL AND JLL / STFE AND Now NOURE TRA T CRAZY TO WHERED A GET AL YOUR NERVE 50 SUDDENWN 7

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