Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, April 10, 1910, Page 23

GIVING AWAY SPRING BATS Annual Function for Some New York East Side Girls. STRANGE PROCESSION IS Uptown Women Make Them o Prize Winners of the Kindergnrten NEW YORK quite recently n that wound ze trom Baxter stree: ntiguons . Br Bas ax e region and Monroe. nt n Norfoik street scetion ted regions It came It testinat Lawren Fit a ained afleid from kiyn. from Lo wamton noom, were pink enni ter and ¥ more and she held by .h aw he hand entitied by endance ho was aiso arks and some priviiege ng hate e in Dolfteness er .2ardin hoowing Be one sh Hh her pee: e most of beaut She inda ar & adies tion me an sister are both members of rdergarten association and every philanthropically ho 4o not befleve that evi ris mee s decked with a wreath cru-tinted straw worldly-minded meet and trim hats, the result srs being distributed of the aforemen The drawing ooke like >opular ugges. n willow p nor { poppies re must necessarily aa ned associat f Mrs e m department store iy ranged on sta over material smpioved and ts trimm — Yttie trtue minded because memb: s THE OMAHA SUNDAY BEE has been kept to the demands of beaut) se well of utility Betwoen row ghtly as f hais stepping he Bonor list, whe by twos and tor honne hrrasts ring ts 3 recognize . Blandeau. d trimmed eamers. s who awiel Moment when ama she has sele wreath and hiu » high rown or wide in be dark blue and brown mixed bunefi of poppire nning Mitle whers it sver and down Atmcovers pink = S the ar he straw brim as as scariet pia tastened A ot third 1o m w adies select and m. and sider e soclety sn Nichells, who hetped the hem arrange ing in fact but ne pertinacity ng yShantcr it . with vhnsosl Tam hat if sh would be A Annte er and aste Ad an s spring hat An at - m with reproach a pied t at a a ubt man s omniscience ment he had oe est wn Baxte a hated Tam eawa inded and perambulators a and vered irse maids policemen. six erap shooters who something a newspapr t with a man cats tour Tisc aps up vo safe Naes tat pins makes tracks {umphant Josephine Perez, who is in deep mou ng, (ptoes from the red straw and ribbon bows of cerise, which looks as t might be very becoming to her brunette omplexion and big. dark eves to the pale green with its garniture of floating gfasses n which are imbedded there appie blossoms. is asked by one of the adies in charge If perhaps a mauve or a black and white, Or even a pure white would not—er—be more in keeping With her—there is a marked hesitation in speak- ing of anything so personal as mourning. but Josephine declares that when she eaves it off she's going into “colors” right away and the question having destroyed indecision picks out the scarlet dream. She does not t on, in fact, it is notieed that of the children think ot rather necessary adjunct of the sccasion. They with an eye to color They as possible to thougn that unsuited. Little characteristic g There is the girl with the weak, undecided thin and wandering eyes who takes what is suggested, though a veiled expression shows it is not what she wants; there s the one who not be hurried or ts MARY. MARY. Q unbecoming and weighty and the chances A that she will ik to Sunday kinder- garten unescorted while Rosie, who stalks casts a contemptuous glance around. negligently drops her hand on the mearest hat to her, which happens to be a perfect beauty of ecru tinted straw and daint wreath, will snap up all available mas- culinity on the block There is, too, the Little Mother, bless her generous soul, who deiiberately picks out & hat for some one at least eight years younger than herself and driven to a cor- ner. admits that she is going to take it to sister instead of selecting one for herseif. There is Josie Charron, who perches the Napoleon tricorne on her fluffy hair and marches with military step to the door wrapping her pink plush coat about her, bepeath which she has conceaied the torn brim of her winter's felt, of which she is suddenly ashamed. There is Angelina Caprielll, aged 12 who stands in the door and demands “Where is the reddest one”™ and there is Lili Lappi, who also has an altercation with Mr. Nicholls. Lill is not high in rank, and nat- urally her choice is limited to the small driven, who is careful, conscientious and number left as the clock strikes 4, the fes- weighs scrupulously the points of each | tivity, beginning at 2. having lasted without chapeau. It would be a good peg on which | intermission to that moment. There is no 1o hang an ethical lesson to state that she | doubt that the selection made by Mr. gets the gem of the occasion, but she does | Nicholls is determined by good faith and here and in. none that r than ndividual usefulness as heir ideas of bemuty sometiing to suit far even ability ew (Copyright, 1910, by Bobbs-Merrill’ Co.) CHAPTER XUL FADED ROSES. T was in the house for a week. Much of that time I spent stroying letters: of thanks to Miss West, and in growling at the doctor. MecKnight dropped in daily, but he was less cheerful than usual. Now and then I caught him eyeing me as If he had something to say, but whatever it was he kept it to himseif. Once during the week he went to Baltimors and saw the weman in the hospital there. From the descripiion I had Iitle difficulty recosvising the young woman who had bewg with the mwurdered man in Pittsburg. But she was still unconscious. Aa eiderly aunt bad appeared, a gaunt person in biack, who sat around like a buszard on a fence, according to McKnight, an@ wept, in a mized figure. into a damp handker- chiet. On the last day imprisonment he stopped in to thrash out a case that was coming up in court next day, and to play & game of double solitaire with me “Who won the ball game?™ I asked. “We were licked. Ask me something pleasant. Oh. by the way, Brousen's out the 'm giad I'm not on his bond.” I said pessimistically. “He'll “Not he.” McKnight ace. “Hw's no fool he knows you notes to P! burg? The papers were full of it. And he knows you escaped with vour life and a broken arm from the wreck. What do we do next? The commonwealth continues the pounced Don those lea: on suppase my took case. A Geaf man on & dark night would | know those notes are missing. “Don't play so fast.” I remonstrated. “I have only ene arm to your two. Who is tralling Bronsen® Did you try o get Johnson ™ ‘I asked for him, but he had some work on hand.” “The murder's evidently a dead issue” I reflocted. “No. I'm not joking. The wreek destroyed all the evidence. But I'm firmiy convinced those notes will be offered. wither 0 us te Bronson very soon Johnsou's a blackguard. but he's 3 goed detective. He couid make his fortune as a #ame dog. What's he doing™ McKalght put down Lis cards and ris- ing, wemt to the window. As he held the curtain back his customar locked a Uttle forced. “To tell you the truth, “for the 1ast two days he has been watch- ing & well known Washington actorney camed Lawsence Blakeley. He's across the strest now.” It took & moment for me 1o grasp what he meant. “Why. I's ridiculous.” T aeserted. “What would they trafl me for? Go over and tedl Johnson to get eut of there. or I'll pot at Lim with my reveives’' arin Loille.” he said, composing and de-| | Knight paused and bent forward. “Hello here's a visitor; little man with string { nait. “I won't see him,” I said firmly. ‘Tve ibeen bothered enough with reporters.” Wao listened together to Mrs. Klopton's expostulating tomes in the lower hall and the creak of the boards as she came heav- iy up the stairs. Sle had & piece of paper in her hand torn from a pocket ae- count book. and on it was the name, “Mr. Wilson Budd Hotchkiss. nees ‘Oh, well, show him up,” T said resign. edly. Richey. I fancy it's the rector of church around the corner.” But when the door cpemed to admit a curiously alert little man, adjusting his glasses with nervous fingers, my face must have shown my dismay. It-was the amateur detective of the On- ot I shook hands without enthusiasm. Here was the one survivor of the wrecked car could do me any amount of harm. was no hope that he had forgotten st the incriminating details. In fact, he held In his hand the very nmote boo which contained them. His manner was restrained. but evident he was highly excited. I intro- duced him to McKnight, who has the imagination I laek, and who placed him at mentally. 1 earned vesterday been —er—saved.” he said rible aceident—unspeakabie t ail night and think abeut Broken arm® “No. He just wears & splint to be Qif- ferent from other people.” McKnight drawled lazily. I glared at him: there was nothing to be gained by antagonizing the lttle man “Yes, & fractured humerus. which as funny as it sounds. “Humerus—humorous good.” he cackled. “T must say keep up vour spirits pretty weil, considering everything.” You seem to have eseaped injury.” 1 parried. He was fumbling for something in his pockets. “Yes, T escaped.” be replied abyiractedly. “Remarkabie thing. t00. I haven't & doubt I would have broken my neck. but landed on—you'll never gusss what! 1 landed head first on the very pillow which was under inspection at the tme of the wreek. You remember, don't you? Whers did T put that package™ Me found it finally and opened table, displaying with some th a rectangular plece of musiin and a similas patch of striped ucking. “You recognise 17 he mid “The sta ou see, and the hole made by the dirk the entire piliow, b.s the who it was ance. onl nhat rapidly. ‘“Ter- Dream about it da; you Pretty vou not. Overcaution ieads her (o a something | his wish to clear the Lawrence home of its | zealously. ) ] APRIL 10 1910 UITE CONTRARY guests, so that the household may go is certainly unfortunate. One cannot blame Lil take a brown straw trimmed ribbon and one vellow primrose has as alternative a pale blue ck pink rose that jooks natural enough to smell good. The declaration that she wil show Dbetter sense selecting dark straw, as It is more suitable t axe, angers her. A woman young that she can stand that without retort. “Suitable to my remonstrat She leans and runs. nterrupted ot nis choice the outine o, but 10t caring ywn she with a when s never allusion age. Mr wiiy, it r, snatches th The Sunda meets at prese near Worth grinations from tables and chairs. and the fact temperance” place have ments for temporary refu branch in Brooklyn on Front ¢ the bridge. and all told some 0 children attend the seesions every seventh day, the curriculum entirely different from that of the daily schoois, and the instruction siong the line of philosophy and aesthetics. based on Hegel's doctrines, which it is claimed | the children, even those of the tender age | of 10 and I are interested in and stu Kinderga a il to hal that otfered st near ports are allowed xcept the Lord's day s are « seh expia and that are asd boys sterniv ac s one morize ecipient of & mers spring ot | musse piane music f Angelicas. Hage Aox-n those com with hox fra Al ot r 3 pertume orrigtble » > M t bue pistols, an end o Bro turther yistry y Ben ret an ait pain plates. nany bt jon of Ma e slums x raints and 2 hn and d trom lergarte s nea and wopher te it backwa »uched ses. for aft he mer, which- Gecupies study hours hild" in b | WHICH IS THE REDDER ONET | pled lower seven,” I suggested. | “I have already tried and fatled To find |him would not clear you, of courss, un |less we could establish some commection between him and the murdersd man. It is {the only thing I see, however. I have learned this mueh,” Hotchkiss concluded “Lower seven was reserved for Cresson.’ Cresson! Where Alison West and Mrs. rtis had taken the train McKnight came forward and suddenly held out his hand. “Mr. Hotchkiss” he said, “I-T'm sorry if 1 have been offensive I thought when you came In, that, like the Irishman and the government, you were ‘forninst' us. If you will put those cheertul relics out of sight somewhere, 1 should be glad to have you dine with me at the Incubator” (His name for his bachelor apartment) “Compared with Johnson, you are the great original pro- toplasm. The strength of this was lost on Hoteh- kiss, but the invitation was clear. They jaround in your pocket: What it you snould | FUL 000, (ORTReR ME W B, BRCE istalee- I Sor Jasic: lumdlosahiat It was raining, and at the corner the Can- But Mr. Hotchkiss was not listening. He|,onne)) skidded. Across the street my de- | stood bent somewhat forward. leaning over|yoceive Jonnson, ring if I need anything Mrs. Klopton satled to the door. |she stopped and whesied indignunt only hope you wen't laugh on side of vour wh the wr face some morning. Lawrence,” she declared, with | fortitude. “But I warn I {to have the police | door. | I was haif inclined to tell h {it and we were under surveillance moment. But I like Mrs. Klopton, {of the fact that I make her {for her, so I refrained “Last night, when going to storm, I roof to bring the rugs in out, although It was Buphemia went up to th o'clock—and soon I heard downstairs crying. When she got room she just foided up on the floor. said there was a black figure ing |the parapet of the empty house next doo: and that when she appeared it rose and waved long black arms at her and spit |like a cat.” | I had finished my dinner and was light- Mr Christian am going house ne: wate at fe a torment aid emia to had stipped Yof—it ing nning o my She Important busi- | had | o the table, and fixed me with his ferret. like eyes. | “Have you seem the evening papers, Mr | Blakeiey ™ he inquired. I glanced to where they lay unopened, |and shook my head. | “Then I have a disagreeable task.” he sald with evident relish. “Of course, you had considered the matter of the man Har- rington's death olosed, after the wreck. 1 You'd better put those eards &WAY.| g mygeif. As far as I was concerned, 19aid, without looking at her. | meant to let 1t remain so. There were no | other survivors, at least none that I knew |of, and In spite of circumstances, thers im & gumber of points in your favor.” | *Thank you” I put in with a sarcasm {that was lost on him. erified your identit soon as 1 recovered from —I found on inguiring of your taflor that you invariably wore dark clothing.” | McKnight came forward threateningly. “Who are you anyhow™ he demanded. | “And how is this any business of yours?™ Mr. Hotchkiss was entirely unruffled. “I have a minor position here" he said, | reaching for a visiting card. “I am & very |small patch on the seat of government, sir. McKnight muttered something about cer- ain off designs against said patch and retired grumbling to the wir dow. Our visitor was opening the paper expenditure of energy tremendou it Listen” He read rapidly 1 for instance, as the shock. Also . the a Here aloud The Pittsburg police have sent to Baiti- more two detectives who are looking up the survivors of the ili-fated Washington Flier. It has transpired that Simon Har- rington, the Wood sireet merchant of that city, was not killed in the wreck, but was murdered In his berth the night preceding the accident. Shortly before the collision, John Flanders, the conductor of the Flier. sent this telegram to the chief of police “‘Body of Simon Harrington found |stabbed In his berth, lower ten, Ontario, at 6:3 this morning. “'JOHN FLANDERS. Conductor.’ “1t hoped that the survivors of the wrecked car Ontario will be found. to tell what they know of the discovery of the crime. “Mr. John Gilmore. head of the steel company for which Mr. Harrington was purchasing agent. has signffied his inten- tion of sifting the macter to the battom.” So you see” | otchkiss concluded there's trouble Brewing. You and [ are “o omly survivors of that unfortunste locked after them with | ing a cigarette. “If there was any one up his crooked smile. As he turned up his| there, which I doubt, they . probabiy collar he saw me, and lifted his hat. sneexed.” I suggested. “But if you feel I left the window and sat down In the | uneasy, I'll take a look around the roof growing dusk. So the occupant of lower|tonight before I turn in. As far as seven had got on the car at Cresson, prob- | Euphemia goes, I wouldn't be uneasy ably with Alison West and her companion. | about her—doesn't she always have an at- |There was solne one she cared about |tack of some sort when Eliza rings in an enough to shieid. I went irritably to the |extra evenimg on her?™ door and summoned Mrs. Klopton. So I made a superficial examination of “You may throw out thoss roses” 1ithe window loeks that night. visiting parts “They are|of the house that I had not seen since 1 quite dead.” bought it. Then I went to the roof. Ky “They have been quite dead for three|dently it bad not been intended for any days” she retorted spitefully. “Euphemis | purpose save to cover the house, for unifke |said you threatemed to dismiss her If she|the houses around, there was no staircase |touched them.™ A ladder and a trap-door led to it, and it | — required some nice balancing on my part get up with my useless arm. I made It | et |bowever, and found this unexplored part {of my domain rather attractive. It was THE TRAD-ROOS. cooler than downstairs, and I sat on the By Sunday evemmng, a wesk after the|prick parapet and smoked my final clgar- wreck, my forced inmction had goaded meleta The roof of the empty house ad- %o frenzy. The very sight of Johnson across | joineq mine along the back wing, but in- |the strest or lurking always within sight|vestigation showed that the trap-door lflf the houss, kept me constantly exasper- | crogs the low dividing wall was boited |nted. It was on that day that things Segan | yngerneath. |to come to a focus, & burning giass of | There was nothing out of the ordinary |evemts that seemed to center on me. anywhere, and 30 I assured Mrs. Kiopton I dined alone that evening in Bo cheer- | Needless to say, I did not tell her that 1 ful frame of mind. There had been & POId | nag jeft game the day befors and I had lent 8 would improve the temperature pony, which is al & bad thing t0 d0. nouse. I went to bed midnight And she had wrencned her shoulder. Be- | because there was nothing else to dc sides beiping to lost the game. There Was iumed on the night lamp at the head of ho one in town: the temperature was M my bed, and picked up a volume of Shaw and climbing, and my left hand at random (it was “Arms and the Man,” tently cramped under it bandage. and I remember thinking grimly that Mrs. Kiopton herself saw me served. MY |was s good Bit of & chocolate cream soldler bread buttered and cut in tidbits. my meat | myseir), and prepared to g0 to sleep. Shaw ready for my fork. She hoversd around |giwgys puts me to sleep. I have no apelo- me maiersally, obviously trylng to cheer|gies to make for what occurred that night, me. |and not even an explanation that I am The paper eays still warmer.” she ven- gure of, I did & foolish thing under im- tured. “The thermomeler is 82 now.” |ouise and I have not been sorry. “And this coffee is 3" I said, Dutting | It was something after 2 when the door down my cup. “Where is Wuphemia® 1|/pell rang. It rang quickly, twice. I got |baven't seen her around. or heard & dish up growsily, for the maids and Mrs. Kiop- Thfl all day.” A ton always lock themselves beyond reach ; Euphemia i3 (n bed.” Mrs. Klopton saidl | of the beil at night, and put on = dressing sravely. “Is your meat cut small gown. The bell rang agaln on my wa |Mr. Lawrence Mrs. Klepton ean throw |gownstairs. I lit the haill lght and opened mors mystery into an ondinary sentence |iny goor. I was wide awake now. and I |than any one I know. She ean sy, “AT® saw that it was Johnson. His bald head |your sheets damp. sir®™ And I esn tell |gnone in the lght—his croeked mouth was from her tone that the house acroms the!iwisted in & smile Street has beem robbed, or that my left| “Good heavens, man.” I sald irritably hand neighbor has appendicltis. S0 NOW | “Dow't you ever go home and g0 1o bed™ 1 looked up and asked the question she was| L. o . . waiting for | “What's the matter with Buphemiar 1! inquired iy ! “Frightened into her bed.” Mrs. Kilopton | had three | CHAPTER XIV. the trap-door 0 £ it the open, see merely e vestibule door behind him and cavallerly turned out the lghi Our @lalogue was sharp, staccaio. “Have you a key to the emply houss next door™ he demanded. “Somebody’s in there, and the latch is caught * moean. “The houses are alike The key to this take hot water botties” door may fit. Did you see them go inT" Severest tome. “One wowd | “No. There's & light moving up from “Unless we can find the man who occu- |make me moan. You need not wait. I'll room to room. T saw something like it last | think of even now without a shudder night, and I have been watching. The pa- | The hand lay ey cole, sirangely quiescent rolman reported queer doirgs thers 3 week |Under my fingers. an artery was beating or 80 ago.” feebly. The wrist was as slender A lght Do you mean |held the hand to the light. Then I that you—" drop. Very likely 'Good Lord.” a revolver? on my Kknees, staring at the spot whers ! kinds in the hand had been. It was gone now ito there was a faint rustie in the darkness below, and then silence. I held up my own hand in the starli and stared at a long scrateh in the paim. A woman!” I said to myself stupidly By all that's ridiculous, a woman Johnson was st matches below and escape swearing s imseif. “Iow the devil do you get roof” he called. I think I've broken my nose He found the ladder after a short search and stood at the bottom, looking up at me. “Well, I suppose youn haven't seen him’" some he Inquired. “There are enough darned up the cubbyholes in this house to hide a patrol in my wagon load of He lighted a pocket, my hand on the rail. the foot |fresh match. here's another of 1the ladder I stopped and looked up.|door Abdove me thers was a gray rectangle of By the sound of his d!minishing foot- sky dotted with stars. It occurred to me |steps I supposed it was a rear stairoase that with my one serviceable hand hoid- |He came up again in ten minutes or so, ng adder, I was hardly in & position |this time with the policeman. to defend myself, that [ was about to hoist| “He's gose, all right” he said ruefully. a body that I am rather careful of into a “If you'd been attending to your business danger I couldn't see and wasn't particu- |Kbbison, you'd have watched the back Jar keen about anyhow. I dom’t mind |door.” saying that the seconds !t took me m not twins Robison was surly. scramble up the ladder were among the| “Well” I broke in, as cheerfully | most unpleasant that I reeall. |eould. “if you are through with T got to the top, however, without fn.|little affair, and can get leident. T could see fairly well after the, without having m: darkness of the beneat but there burglar alarm, I was nothing suspicious in sight. The roofs, ' hela whisky—eh ™" separated by two ot iek wall,| They came without stretched around me, unbroken save by an across the roof, and ocecasional chimney I went very softly from the house I breathed more frealy over to the other trap, the one belonging |Down in den I fulfillea my promise, to the suspected house. It was closed, but Which Johnson drank to thé tomst, “Come I imagined I could hear Johnson's foot-|ing through the rye” He examined my steps ascending heavily. Them even that gun rack with the eye of a connoisseur, Was gone. A near-by clock struck 3 as 1 and even when he wi about to go he cast stood walting. I examined my revolver & loving eye back at the weapons then, for the first time, and found it way| “Ever beem in the army?™ he inquired empty! B I sald with bitterness that he no- I had been rather skeptica joed but falled to comprehend. “I'm a I had had the usual tolerant of | chocolate cream soidier—you don't read the man who is summoned from bed | Shaw, I suppose, Johnson™ to search for burgiars, combined with the “Never heard of him,” the detective said aruficial courage of fl rms. With the | Indifferently Well good might, Mr. discovery of my empty gun, T feit like aBlakeley. Much obliged.” At the door he {man on the top of a1 voleano in lively erup- | hesftated and coughed. fon. I found myself staring' -] “I supposs credulously at the trap-door at my Blakeley.” he I had examined early ening | —er—survel! I don't asn't it |to his duty, sir 1 I exclaimed. he sald grimly. “Have| I muteeres. and remained ack.” T repiied I came back with n rn do sme there. uneasy.” mpaign. arit & a Smit 1 going den. Ti may od: The servants here have been ohnson planned the ¢ He sug acco with Keng bison on the beat,”” he and you above Be as quiet as he patroiman said P e T ible I was rather amused clothes and feit my stairs, the revolver swinging free I put on way carefully s 1 this jolly down my ladder housekeeper ring the house ve some good Mononga- b a second invitation ith them safely away denly i understand sald awkwardly ce in n the day's but Mr. thie work. man e ail ws W ike y ha nc moving siowly us I looked? No. I am not| “Sometime whem you are an & hero: I was started aimost into & W’\’-im““- Johnson.” I returned. “‘you can T had one arm. and whoever was raising|plain why [ am being watched at a {that trap-door had two. My knees had a | queer tnelination to bend the wrong way Johnson's foolsteps were distinet enmough. but he » evidently far below. The trap raised perhaps two inches now, remained "Il!‘,unlr\ There was no sound from be- | neatt I ought I heard two |three gasping respirations: I am not sure they were not my I wanted desper |stely to sitand on one leg at & time and Dold the other up out of focus of & pos- | stble revaiver T did not see was pothing there clutching the frame only thing [ could n x CHAPTER XV. THE CINEMATOGRAPH On Monday I went out for the first 1 4id not g0 10 the office. I wanted walk. I thought and exercise would drive away the blue devils that had me by the throat. MeKnight insisted on & long day in his car, but I refused “I don't know why not,” he said sull ‘L can't walk. I haven't walked two con- secutive blocks in three years. Automo- There biles have made legs mere ornaments—and there, | some not even that. We could have John- T 4l the |som out there chasing us over the country I put my foot at § an hear™ on i1t He can chase us just ax we Thers was a sound from beneath. |miles an hour” I sald. “But The next moment I was knesllng and had |me, McKnight, is why [ am under survedl- lutched the wrist just above the hand.|lance at all. How do the pollce know I After a sccond's struggle. the arm was|was accused of that thing™ {still. With something real (o face, 1 was| “The young lady who sent the flowers— myself again. she fan't likely to talk, is she™ | “Dow't move or Il siand on the trap| “No. That s Ididn't say it was a lady. {and break your arm.” I panted. What eise | [ S7oaned as I tried (o get my splinted arm |could I threaten? T couldm't shoot [|iBt0 A coat “Anyhow. she didmt tell” I couldn't sven fight. ~Jonmson!™ I called. | fihished with comvietion, snd McKnight | Ana them © reatised the thing that mayes, ‘=ushed | with me for & month, the thing I can mot | nee ar own. he hand appear and then it was ' the trap. hink of at five sets (To Be Comtinued.)