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v & # Tenth Episode---Down to the Sea CAST OF CHARACTERS. JOHN BURTON-—Titled multimil- lionaire, seeking an answer to the question, “Is Humanity in the Grip of Evil?” MARJORIE ROGERS—Daughter of ’ Captain Rosen. CAPTAIN ROGERS—Skipper of one of the boats of the fishing fleet. RICHARD WEST—Manager of the Emerson Fisheries company. THOMAS WEST—His son, in love with Margorie Rogers. A JIM WAIDE—Assistant to Captain Rogers. OSUKA—Burton’s Japanese valet. Chapter XIX. An Unpleasant Investigation. One fine summer’s morning that man of unhappy experiences, John Burton, tenth marquis of Castleton, had managed for the time to rid him- self of the bugbear which possessed his soul when it was rudely thrust upon him once again bv one of the many letters facing him on the break- fast table. B Of late he had taken an active in- terest in the management of his af- fairs. It has been seen how his invest- ments in various industrial concerns brought, anything but happiness, though, by some mockery of fate, his already ampte means continued to swell by leaps and bounds. He fondly imagined, however, that he would be spared any contingent anxiety when he took shares in a small fishing com- any established in a town on tl New England coast. But it was not to be. Fortune, while giving with one hand, smote relentlessly with the other. . 5 Thus, from a letter written in a crabbed calligraphy, stared an ugly legend. He did not know the writer, but it was clear from the text that this | correspondent with a displcasing budget of news must be a skipp £ one of the fishing boats operated by the company. It read: Eritoe te r sir: You cannot be aw yoEulre being swindled by Richard West, manager of the Emerson Fisherles company. It ot exactly my business, but I hate to any man wronged. As ou are a director and a large stock- Kolder in the company, [ feel sure it will be to your benefit if you visit the place and examine West's accounts. 1 am not afraid to bnc}( {up lhll’l charge. will give you every information v APTAIN WILLIAM ROGERS. John sighed, ¥ 1t was not quite convenient to leave home that day, because his own vale’t was away on yacation, and the man's place had been filled temporarily by a Japanese. Above all, he disliked the task set by a well-intentioned infor- mant. But he never shirked a duty. Hastily running through the other let- ters, and scribbling notes on them for the benefit of his secretary, he ended his breakfast and went out into the hall to warn Osuka of the impending journey. He was not quite prepared for the “spectacle that met his eyes. The lit- tle brown marm had found a long pea- cock’s feather somewhere, and was skillfully balancing it on the tip of his nose for the edification of a_couple of grinning maids. John enjoyed the diversion as much as any, and took care not to interfere until the feather toppled over. : Osuka was overwhelmed with con- fusion on discovering that his mas- ter had witnessed the performance. But John only smil.d and told the artist to get ready at once for a journey to the seashore. . “Bring very htgle baggage, he added. “Just a suit case apiece for yourself and me.” x ) He had never previously visited Emerson, but knew that it was quite a small fishing village, lying well apart from the beaten track of tour- ists, and probably innocent of any- thing in the shape of a reputable hotel, though no doubt he would be able to find lodgings. : At any rate, this would-be friend of his, Captain Rogers, could hardly have asked him to come down and look into the company’s affairs if no accommodations , were obtainable. Therefore, it befell that John and his valet descended on Emerson that same evening, and were lucky enough to descern on an unpretentious but clean-looking cottage a notice stating that rooms were “to let” within. Osuka was evidently scandalized by the thought that his master, a man of great wealth and a British noble- mes—a Japanese naturally attaches more weight to a title than does the democratic American—meant resid- ing in such a poor place, but John re- assured him, knowing full well that the people in these remote New Eng- land hamlets would provide clean beds and wholesome food. Nor was he mistaken. The interior of the humble dwelling was spick and span and a motherly woman quoted terms at which the millionaire had difficul- ty in repressing a smile. After a meal and a change of gar- ment Burton went out to visit .(,ap- tain Rogers, whose house was pointed out to him by the landlady. Osuka, of course, had nothing to do, and he, too, strolled into the village, after ascertaining that his master would probably not return for an hour or more. Of course, the arrival of the two strangers had been noted by many curious eyes. John's distinguished appearance would have attracted at- tention anywhere, and the fact that le was accompanied by the diminu- tive but sturdy Japanese, obviously his servant, set scores of tongues wagging. Indeed, Emerson was minded to be somewhat too attentive to the littl: man from the Land of the Rising Sun Some of the inhabitants ‘had already guffawed at him as he followed John through the main street, carrying the two suit cases, and now that he was alone he drew quite a crowd, com- posed not only of urchins, but of men from whom more sense might have been expected. One of these, a hulky, brutal look- ing fellow named Jim Waide, was by the way of being a humorist. There was not really an ounce of fun in the man’s composition. His wit was eavy as his huge fist, and sheer fear of him was mainly responsible for the laughter which greeted. his pon- derous jokes. When, therefore, he came up to the Japanese, grabbed him by the shoulder with one huge paw, and with the other lifted up his hat, “just to see how the little mon- er of | key’s with laughter, Osuka, really a merry little fellow, |ant save in one vital respect—Osuka affected to treat the incident as comi- cal, grinned widely, snatched his hat from Waide's hand and strode off at a rapid pace. The scattered houses of the village headland. The tide was out and a stretch of firm white sand, inter- spersed with broken reefs, offered an inviting stroll, because every Japan- ese loves the sea, and the smel brine is as incense to his nostrils. Burton, meanwhile, was closeted with Captain Rogers, a rough, plain spoken old seadog, who left him in no doubt whatsoever as to the mal- practices described in the fetter, “It's this way, Mr. Burton,” said, punctuating each sentence with thougfitful puffs at his black pipe, “Me and me mates have nothing to complain of. We're paid market rates for what we catch. But the thievin' is done by this yer West when it comes to weighin’ in. Only half of the stuff is credited to the company. The rest goes into his own pocket. It's a sin an' a shame. If anybody should benefit by the suc- cess of your stockholders it should be we fishermen, but I hate to see any kind of lie bein' carried through so brazenly, an’ you losin’ money all the time. Now, if you want proof of what I'm sayin', here it is,” and he held out a slip of paper containing various dates and weights, “There you'll find the full amount of the ketch made by my own boat in its last fourteen trips. Take that with you, go into West's office an’ ex- amine his books. You'll see then I'm tellin’ you the gospel truth.” “This is a very distressing matter,” 1 said John, thoughtfully, “yet you have convinced me that you are not a man who would act without reason.” “An’ that's a fact, sir,” agreed Rog- | ers solemnly. “I wouldn’t butt in if I didn’t hate shams, an' that's all | there is to it.” | The speakers were interrupted by |a crash of broken crockery. John looked around and saw that a rather | pretty girl, whom he took to be the old skipper’s daughter, was washing the china used for supper and had al- lowed a dish to slip through her | fingers. A shrill voice came from some nearby scullery. “There you go again, Marjoriel” it said. “Wool-gatherin’, as usual, I suppose? For goodness sake, leave them pots alone till I have time to attend to 'em.” Evidently jthis was mother. Thes girl blushed at finding Burton's eyes on her and resumed the washing up process. Again did her father and | Burton go into the details of the rob- bery which the former alleged against the company’s manager, and yet a second time did a dish crash fo the stone floor, Then Mrs. Rogers appeared, flam- ing of face and irate of eye. Marjorie was expelled from the kitchen ignom- iniously and ordered to go to her room, where she was told, she would be better employed “fixing up gew- gaws for that there dance, which her mind must be so set on.” Burton was rather. taken aback by the girl's appearance, so he inter- fered now solely with the object of rescuing her from parental displeas- ure. “It’s a fine evening,” he said cheer- fully, “and I think I understand all ! that T need know before taking things up with Mr. West. Perhaps this young lady—she is your daughter, 1 suppose?—will be good enough to |come out with me for half an hour and show me my bearings, if that is | the correct nautical phrase, Captain | Rogers?” \ “She's well able to do that,” snort- |ed Mrs. Rogers. “She’s'always ready |to gad about instead of stopping to |home an’ doin’ chores.” Marjorie availed herself of even | this grudging permission, and quick- ly had donned a hat of the broad- brimmed variety, with wide silk rib- bons which tied under her chin in a coquettish bow. “As the two passed through the village street there was {much covert speculation concerning John's identity, and a discreet in- quiry was made at his lodgings, where his name was forthcoming. Thus it became known that the capitalist mainly responsible for financing the Emerson Fisheries company was in the village and, in due course, the information reached Ithe ears of the one man deeply in- | terested in it. That man was Richard West, a bloated, red-faced bull-necked fellow who would have looked more at home blocking the doorway of an East Side saloon than seated in the office of a business concern of the coast. As is often the case, his only son, Thomas, prescnted a direct phys. ical antithesis to his father, taking, no doubt, after a more comely moth- er. The younger man was tall, slim and fairly good looking, with a face inclining rather to kindliness of dis- position than to evil. His chin anc forehead were slightly receding, bu he owned ramarkably frank and pleasant blue eyes, and his mouth was terider and flexible as that fo a woman. Unfortunately, he happened to be the accepted suitor of Marjorie Rog- ers, though none of the older people | was aware of the fact, since the hair fits,” the mob shrieked |of his assailant. soon gave way to a bare and rocky |he served. ot I pretended | respect, and West found no cause for | relief when Burton rose quietly, pock- | made, and said: Rogers family was not on good term about her dance arranged for the| next evening, and inviting him to at- tend, which he straightway promised to_do. They had wandered in the direc- tion taken by Osuka, and were great- ly diverted by the'little man's antics | when they came upon him unexpect- | edly in a small sandy cove. He had! taken off his shoes and stockings and rolled up his pants, meaning to wade | in an attractive pool. peculiarly aggressive long before his toes were seized in a vysc-vhk: grip. Marjorie drew nea with the Wests, and Richard West |while, T shall be glad if you will lock would have sworn loudly that his|those ho'?ks in your safe and hand me son must marry something betlcr!'hfi A o than the daughter of one of his own| “Is that quite necessary?” gurgled employes. ‘lh‘e; other. el B John and the girl got along well| “T am afraid it is,” said John, together. Soon she was telling him:g"a"dy' ade| be intrusted to other hands than his It happcnedgown. however, that the place harbored a lawyers type of crab,|down a member of the firm and an and he had not been in the water|accountant. When John and | West again, and as events proved, the i r he was dancing man must have suffered the tortures about in frantic contortions, endeay- | of the damned, reading into the presi- \ THE OMAHA oring to pry open a pair of very tena- cious claws. John went to his as- sistance and helped him to get rid The incident was wholly unimport- got to know Marjorie, and regarded ber as a friend of his master's. That sufficed for the Japanese, who was & most faithful soul, and prepared at any time to risk his life for one whom Next morning Burton went to the company’s offices at what he deemed a suitable hour, and introduced him- self to the manager. West, of course, to be vastly surprised, though he had known of John's pres- ence in the village shortly after the latter's arrival, He was much puzzled and genuinely alarmed, but contrived to mask his feelings by assuming a deferential manner, “Glad to see you here, Mr. Burton,” he said, with a great show of affabil- ity. “I think you will find everything in apple-pie order. Have you come down 'for a few days’ fishing? The weather is fine and dandy just now, and you can stay out as long as you like, even though you mayn’t be a very good sailor.” “Before I leave I shall probably go | out with the fleet,” said John. “Mean- BURTON FINDS A SERIOUS DISCREPANCY IN Thr RECORD. while, T want to go through your, which would mean to hir1 a year's books. There is a belief prevalent at headquarters, whether well founded or not, that the local catches run to rather small quantities as compared with those made elsewhere under similar conditions.” West was startled, but strove to hide the fear which suddenly welled up in his heart. “The books arée all O. K., Mr. Bur- | ton,” he said. “Where do you wish to start? At the beginning of the year? Or would you care to see last year’s accounts?” “For the present,” said John, “I shall content myself with examining the records for the last fourteen days. You show the catch made by each boat, I suppose?” “Why, yes,” said West. “I shouldn't be able otherwise to make the right | payments. You see, the men are paid on what they bring in. No fish, no money, is the rule of this trade.” He produced certain ledgers, and John ran through the columns until he came to the Mary R., the name of the boat which Captain Rogers oper- ated. He checked the entries with the slip given him by the skipper, and West's red face showed deep purple blotches when he realized what this comparison meant. He knew then that a career of ill-doing was ended once and for all. He saw himself a con- victed felon and sentenced to a long term of imprisonment, He needed no telling that he was exceedingly unpopular in the village. Once the fishermen became convinced that the president of the company was on their side they would make no bones whatsoever about giving evi- dence. Even the poor hirelings whom West bribed to certify false quantities would go against him and plead in| extenuation that they were only obey- ing managerial orders which it was not within their province to question Ugly and horrible thoughts clouded the man's brain as he gazed through a nist of foreboding at the judge who 1ad so suddenly fallen upon him from he skies. He could not gather from John's manner the extent of the new- | comer’s suspicions, but an evil con- science was more than ample in that eted certain memoranda which he had “There appear to be certain matters which must be inquired into_thor- ounghly. I will see you later. Mean- key. Then, indeed, did West realize the fate in store for him. In that moment, from being a thief in actual fact he became a murderer in intent. CHAPTER XX, A Startling Sequel. After taking careful thought, Burton decided that the investigation should He wrote to the company's and requested them to send Meanwhile, he did not go near . ’ SUNDAY BEE: ) dent's absence from the office his own sure and certain fate. John passed the next day quietly enough. He came to like Marjorie, and was somewhat shocked by dis-|! covering that West's son was amored of her. He made it his busi- SEPTEMBER ““The Grip of Evil’ candid adviser. 17 B ) LOUIS TRACY Novelized from the Author of “The Wings of the Morning,” “The Pillar of Light,” “The Terms of Surrender,” “Number 17,” Ete. Series of Photoplays of the Same Name. Released by Pathe. Copyright, 1916, by Louis Tracy. “Not on your life!” “Ta H urged the too e mv advice an’| s worse than a| cave hinv alone. en-|bag full of wildcats.” | Waide managed to regain his ice(i gurgled Waide, spitting out water and | older man was not only determined blood from between his bruised lips. | that no alarm should be given, but that this fool boy should be prevented from ruining his own future. Before the Japanese could deter-| mine how to act for the best he heard a door being unlocked, and the ness to met the young man, and liked [and slunk off home. He was a de- | younger West rushed out into the him. As a result, he resolved pri-|fcated bully and knew it, but a dull|sunshine. But a shot crashed from vately that when skillful searchers|rage now burned in his heart. He|the interior of the building, and Mar- proved beyond a doubt that the older man had been defrauding the com- r_any he would simply be sent about his business after receiving the sever-! est of warnings, Unhappily, Richard West could not guess this bencvolent intent. While Burton was actually planning the| happiness of the younger people— since there seemed to be no reason why Thomas West should not step into his father's shoes—the man who |F found a criminal carcer so suddenly | cut off was making up his mind to| sav. himself by the foulest means it was possible to contrive. West chose Jim Waide as his tool. Waide was second hand on Rogers'; boat, and a drunken, ne'er-do-well fel- low who was always borrowing. At that very period he was indebted to West for various small loans, and the latter made no istake in the as-| sumption that if Wa.de were tempted by a suficiently large sum—a sum and join them, and the Jan nimble on his feet as he had his fists. and quickly became quite friendly with many of the inhabitants. a fresh start elsewhere. And in the | neantime, if opportunity offered, hcf would certainly learn some of the| tricks which enabled a sprat weighing about 100 pounds to toss about a hefty fellow scaling 170 as though he were a feather bed. | In the result, Osuka became the | hero of the dance. The news of his | exploit spread through the village, and | Marjorie, who fled at the outset of the fight, had recovered her self-posses- sion sufficiently when she met Osuka as to be able to shake hands with him ! and thank him prettily for the great|by fear and rage, had actually fired service he had rendered. | The revelers made Osuka come in | roved as een with He spoke English very well unfettered orgy—he would stop short of no means of earning it. The weather was fine, so John made the most of an unexpected oppor- tunity and took a long, solitary walk. He promised Marjorie faithfuily that he would return in time for the dance. Indeed, he was anxious to attend this festival, since it ‘'would give him a close insight into the life of the vil- lage and the various types of its in- habitants. He came back some two hours before the appointed time, This 'unforeseen development was indeed a most fortunate thing for John Burton. Had it not been for Osuka's | | exploit in whipping the stuffing out of Jim Waide, and thus making the acquaintance, so to speak, of nearly everyone in Emerison, it is more than probable that his master’s carcer would have ended the very next day. | John and Marjorie danced together I several times, and young West was minded to be jealous of the handsome | stranger until the girl managed to chaff him out of such an absurd no- tion. West knew, of course, that his {father and Burton were not on the best of terms, but the older man had only spoken darkly of “fixing things,” so that the son little suspected the deadly plot hatched between Waide and the detected thief. Tohn heard from his lawyers on the following morning; they arranged to send skilled investigators within twenty-four hours. As the weather continued fine he resolved to accom- pany Captain Rogers to the fishing | grounds. A This was the very opportunity that Richard West awaited and he seized it ruthlessly. On one pretense or an- other, he contrived to detain every boat except the “Mary R." Moreover that smart little vessel which carried a sailing rig as well as a petrol en- gine, was sent to sea short-handed. This did not matter grull{, since Rogers and Waide were well able to deal with her in such fine weather, In- deed, the sea was so calm that it was highly probable she would depend mainly upon her propeller for the trip, as there was not ‘enough breeze to fill the great brown mainsail if it were hoisted. But evil is not a thing that can be doled out with such care that it never asses the bounds set for it. Richard {,Nest little imagined that there would be four people instead of three on the “Mary R.” that day! Marjorie had elected to accompany the fishing party, She was a good sailor and knew how to handle tiller and gear, so her father laughingly ac- cepted her instead of one missing. deckhands, While in the same breath that he would work Burton himself “to the limit."” f the two e owned Osuka wished to accompany his master, but Jim Waide refused em- atically to allow the Jap on board. h flogcra was annoyed by hs assistant's defiance, but had to yield since Waide was needed to, attend the engine. meaningytc meal at leisure. He found the village in an uproar. It had been stirred to its very depths by a terific fight, and the combatants were none other than Jim Waide and Osuka, Burton’s Japanese valet. The facts were simple to enjoy a bath and a good enough. | Marjorie and young West were chat- ting together at the fish quay when Thomas was summoned urgently by his father. While strolling home, the girl was met by Waide, who had al- ready accepted an installment of the blood-money promised him by the de- faulting manager, and was primed for viciousness by bad whisky. Now, this hulking brute felt more than a passing fancy for the girl, and the sight of her inflamed him to im- rrudeucc. He insisted on engaging her in talk, and, when she would have gone on, restrained her forcibly. She struggled to free herself, but he threw his great arms around her shoulders and strove to kiss her. This was all done in a sort of drunken good humor, He pretended that she was only coy and would be willing enough to endure his embraces if it were not broad daylight and people were look- ing. Mar}orie, however, now really alarmed, fought with the desperation of despair and screamed shrilly for help. Assistance came from a most unex- pected quarter. Osuka was among those who ran, but while the other men held back—men who had alread too good reason to know the nrcngtfi of Waide’s arm and the brutality of his temper—Osula dashed at him, g-mlch as a fox terrier might tackle a ull. At the little man’s first grip on his wrist Waide released the girl and turned to face his diminutive op- ponent. He laughed loudly when he saw who had attacked him. “Why you dirty little monkey,” he cried, “I can smash you with one hand tied behind my bac{.” Among the many things which Jim Waide had never heard of previously, but was now destined to acquire a close and intimate knowledge of, the art of jiu-jitsu bulked large. Within a few seconds he was not quite aware whether he was standing on his head or his heels. Biting little jabs struck him on clusters of nerve centers, rlralyzin each limb on which the anded, e crumpled up as !hougfi his solid frame were composed of nothing more substantial than melted lard inclosed in sausage skins. He |t was thrown this way and that, spun several times headlong into the dust i j boomed the voice. | on half an hour ago. affairs in such shape that I'll be able to in this company. Osuka was greatly disappointed. He lounged about the pier, watching the “Mary R.” speeding out into the blue expanse of the waters, until at last, being( minded to enjoy a cigarette, he went hehind some buildings on the wharf and seated himself in the shade. By idle chance he squatted beneath the Ogcll window of an office, but had not t i K the premises of the company in which his master was_interested until heard a deep voice cursing Burton by name, e least notion that he was on he Of course, the Japanese did not know who was speaking, but it was casy to grasp the essential facts that the man, whoever he might be, har- bored a deadly grievance against the millionaire. him now, Tom,” “He'll never come back alive from that trip he started And I've got “I have fixed rab every bit of stock he holds “Father,” said another voice, which Osuka thought he had heard before (and therein he was not mistaken; he had met young West at the dance), “you shoudn’t say such things. You can’t possibly mean them. rubbish talk about Mr. Burton not coming back alive. him, I'd like to know?" t's just What's to stop fooll” “I'll stop him you young stormed the elder West. “I've stopped him already. Jim Waide will attend to that. at sea, and with her will go both Bur- ton and that rotten tellt The Mary R. will be lost le, Rogers" " screamed “What are you sayin young West, startled into a frenzy by his father's cxtraordirmr< since he M aboard the fishing smack. statements, knew that arjorie was “You're mighty slow this ng,” came the jeering answer, yst as I tell you; I'm payin’ Jim morn- Waide quite a thick wad to get rid of the pair of them. know. this for your sake, but I took the risk on my own shoulders. that, I am dashed if I let you believe that the thing was an accident. You've got to be up to the neck in this as well as mel” You ought to You're my son, I am doin’ For all “You—you murderer!” shouted the son, his voice rising to a shrill fal- setto, “Marjorie is on that boat!” “Don't you dare call me names. We are one as bad as the other. And what do I care whether Marjorie is here or not. Here! where are you going?” “Let me go, I tell you! Let me go and finally pitched into a dock, in[or I'll strike you!” , which he might straightway have drowned had not a couple of mates gone to his assistance and dragged him_out. 1 “Say, [lim," said one, when Waide was safely landed, “I guess you've had enough, an’ more than enough. That little Jap is a regular whirlwind.” r t! I pray to God 1 “What do you mean to do?” “Start out to save them, of course. may not be too ate.” The sounds of a furious struggle eached the astounded Osuka. Brok- en curses and breathless threats told hat the son was striving to choke “I'll get even with him all right,” | his father into helplessness, while the} { L) { meant to leave a village where he had | jorie’s lover staggered and crumpled been so rudely dethroned, but before up on the ground. going must earn the wherewithal for | By this time some people in the village had become aware of unusuai happenings in the office of the fish- iNg company, so a score or more heard the report and saw Thomas West fall. They knew, too—a vital ly important thing—that Osuka was | not the assailant, and were ready in consequence to believe the dramatic story he poured out when a number of men hurried forward in response to his excited gesticulations, The terrible truth soon became manifest. Richard West, maddene! at his own son. Perhaps he did not mean to kill the unhappy youth, and only had it in his frenzied mind to frighten him into submission, Be that as it may, the bullet had enteredi the young man’s heart, and the fath- er was with difficulty prevented from adding another crime to the terrible one already laid to his account. He fired more than once at the men who sought to arrest him, but Osuka con- trived to trip him up and he was handcuffed promptly and led away. But an almost more tragic possi- bility yet faced the horrified people. Osuka managed to convince them that West had really planned the murder of Burton and Rogers, and those who knew Jim Waide did not hesitate to believe that the presence of Marjorie would hardly deter him from accomplishing a grim and tragic mission. Therefore, hastily securing a rifle or two, they manned a couple of the fastest boats in the fishing fleet and set out after the Mary R. The tiny craft was now only a dim speck on the horizon, and could not be discerned at all from sea level, The fishermen knew that Rogers would head straight for a bank which at that period of the year was alive with fish, so wasted no time in fruit- less search, but took a precise line. They were rewarded within half an hour by seeing the Mary R. at a dis- tance of nbouftwo miles. The little vessel was laid to and looked Placid enough, but the trained cyes of experts noted that its gear was not out and deducted some un- usual event from that simple fact, so they strained every merve to get the last ounce of power from the engines, and raced along at a rare speed, It was well, indeed, that they did so. Jim Waide, whom Marjorie hiad seen taking furtive drinks from a bottle when the skipper was not looking, had evidently screwed up his courage to act as soon as Rogers decided to an- chor, The unfortunate skipper was busying himself with some hooks and lines when the wretched murderer sprang at him and buried a knife be- tween his shoulder blades. For some reason known only to himself, Waide wasted a precious couple of seconds in tumbling the body into the sea—possibly he wished to avoid blood stains on the deck. At any rate, Marjorie’s piercing, scream at seeing her father thus ruthless! done to death gave John just suffi- cient time to turn and meet his would- be slayer's attack. The two grappled and John-contrived to seize Waide's right wrist and thus stay the hand which held that dripping knife. To and fro they swayed in mortal | which insures hair growth. “You(anRemoveWrinkles |the engine. At last, mak'n struggle. Marjorie did not interfere, but had the presence of mind to stop g a supreme effort, Burton bent Waide’s arm back and forced him to let go the weapon which fell into the sea. Thinking he had mastered his adver | sary, Burton relaxed his efforts for a moment, and the outcome was nearly disastrous, since Waide, agile as a cat. sprang away from him, seized a boat- hook and dealt him a terible blow on the head, which momentarily deprived him of his senses, The great brute laughed at the success of what he re- garded a clever stratagem and wi®" about to pick up Burton's body and heave it into the sea after that of the hapless skipper when Marjorie closed with him. Despite her puny strength, the plucky girl managed to defeat his urpose and compelled him to defend Kimsrlf against her really courageous attack. The fight between the two had last- ed for five long minutes, and it was a sheer impossibility that either they or Marjorie should notice the rescue boats drawing near, When Waide had beaten down the girl's hands, how- ever, and was actually taunting her with the fate he meant inflicting after he had dealt with Burton, his staring eyes fell on the pursuers. Then he knew what was coming to him. Inspired by the final madness of a cornered tiger, k> seized erione, meaning to leap overboard holdin her in his arms so that they ml{h drown together. But she, too, had seen the boats, and she fought now for dear life. The odds were hope- lessly against her, of course, and she was on the very lip of death when one of the men in the leading boat took a chance and fired. The bullet struck Waide's spine.' He lurched backward, stumbled and dropped into the sea, So Jotn Burton, on recovering his senses, came back into a world which still shuddered in the Grip of Evil END OF TENTH EPISODE. Restricted -.:.. Marte, supple and siender, and Aunt Clara, bulky and benign, had re trom & shopping expedition, during which each had been trying to buy a ready-made suit. “1 got along very well,” sald Marle, “but Aunt Clara ls getting so fat that about all made is an umbrella’— Philadelphia Ledger. Train Your Hair as an Actress Does No class of people devote as much time to beauty as do actresses, and naturally no class must be more care- ful to retain and develop their charms. Inquiry among them develops the in- formation that in hair care they find it dangerous to shampoo with, any makeshift hair cleanser. Instead they have studied to find the finest prep- aration made for shampooing and bringing out the beauty of the hair. The majority of them say that to enjoy the best hair wash and scalp stimulator that is known, get a pack- age of canthrox from your druggist; dissolve a teaspoonful in a cup of hot water and your shampoo is ready. It costs less than 3 cents for this amount, After its use the hair dries rapidly, with uniform color. Dand- ru%, excess oil and dirt areydissulved our and entirely disappear. hair will be so fluffy that it will look much AsEasily AsIDo Use Valeska Suratt’s Method for - Few Days and You Will See a Wonderful Difference Your Appear- ance of Age. BY VALESKA SURATT. BAY here and now, and I have proven it over and over again, that you can positively get rid of those tell-tale signs of age and look years younger by using my wrinkle formula only a few minutes a day. Many of my friends on the stage have used it o successfully that they have abandoned all so-called prepared wrinkle removers and use this. Your con- dition can surely be no worse than that of many of my stage friends had been before following my suggestion. There is no question about it: it will do the work. Start using it today. It's very simple. You make it at home your- self in only a few minutes. Get two ounces of eptol at any drug store and mix with one tablespoonful of glycerine and half a pint of water. There you have it. Rub it on liberally every day, night and morn- ing, the more and the oftener the better. You'll see quick results, and crows' feet, lines of age, sagging of flesh and wrinkles, big and little, will soon be no more. This makes a full pint of cream, more than you get of any of the prepared and less efficlent creams. Try it. ANSWERS TO QUESTIONS. LAURA D. T.—Not in a thousand years. You can't produce the result you want by the ordinary prepared “beauty” creams. I've tried it and know. Here is my for- mula, which will positively do the work. Just get one ounce of zintone at the drug store and mix with one pint of water and of glycerine. I tell you the result in giving a peach-bloom and llly-like purity to the entire face is something remarkable. You must mix this at home yoursel It takes but a few mo- ments. ou will never regret it. e MISS CORA W.—Yes, all say. 1 never knew a get any benefit from the prepare tonics sold and I don't wonder you have failed. You've probably heard that I am the only woman on the American stage who does not have to muke use of hair make- shifts. Simply because 1 make my hair grow. You can do it the same as I have, Get one ounce of beta-quinol—at the drug store—and mix with a half pint of water and a half pint of alcohol (or with one full pint of bay rum instead of water and alcohol.) Talk about hair growers, this is certainly remarkable. Why, in a_few days you'll see the big difference. Your hair will stop falling, it will grow long, silky, queenly. This makes a full pint of the air-grower—cheaper and far more result- ful than anything else you can buy. I'll guarantee you'll be surprised. two tablespoonfuls heavier than it is. TIts luster and softness will also delight you, while the stimulated scalp gains theA:nlth v, Mrs, F. O, T.—Ever hear of ing rid of blackheads in a few minutes? It's a fact. Just get some powdered neroxin at any drug store and sprinkle some on a wet sponge. Rub it on the blackheads. Then look in the mirror, DY SOPHIE C. G.—That's strange. You should have been able to get at the drug store the eptol for making up my wrinkle formula, However, if you will send 50 addressing “Secretary to Valeska » Thompson Bldg., Chicago,” it will be sent to you at once. . TELL ME—Well, my dear, you'll surely be able to attend the next dance without embarrassment. With the present styles, hair visible in the arm pits is surely hid- eous. Do not use ordinary hair removers— most of them burn and leave a mark, and never take off all the hairs. Do this: Moisten the hairs with sulfo solution, which you get at any drug store. It is wonder- ful to see the hairs just shrivel away. It leaves the skin perfect. It's simply magic. .. LADY IN WAITING—Now here is some- thing 1T can't promise you. However, if anythihg in this world can develop the bust, this formula certainly will do it. Mix two ounces of reutone and half a cup of sugar in half pint of cold water. Take two teaspoonfuls after each meal and on retiring. 1 know many who have done wonders with this formula. e e MRS. 0. M. S.—You're right. Alkali in the ordinary shampoos, and in soap as well, really hurts Simply don't use them; that's all. In , dissolve a teaspoonful ol in half a cup of hot water. You'll revel in this exquisite hair and scalp cleanser. Notice, too, olves away every partlele of dandruff at once and makes hair extraordinarily soft and silky. You can get enough eggol for twen- ty-five cents to make about a dozen or more shampoos. CHALKY—That’s just the point. You've noticed how chalky the ordinary face pow- der is. It's just the reason why 1 have my own face powder made after my own formula. Why, it's almost invisible on the face, giving a n al _bloom to the skin you never experienced before. [ want vou to try it. It's now sold in drug .inves, “Valeska Suratt Face Fowder, i flesh and brunette. y { It will be a revelation to you,