The evening world. Newspaper, October 7, 1904, Page 16

> se “< Gene Carr’s Brainy Kid a Spellbinder a 190000604 i ZS an “ s JUDGE, AN’ DOWN Wid DER TRusrs! 9490960 ¢ He Shows a Grouchy Bunch of Youngsters How to Make a Srezch. | \ LeTME Tein You WHAT TEDDY HAS DONE FoR— 1 WISH | COULO S&F “ER BRICK! » » » i Lene CARR ( , : PDPL-GD STO GOSS BS OOYVL DS 2 OD | | | | | } | Le The Copping of the Civil Service Board and the New Cage for Bird Coler. SEE,” said The Cigar Store Man, “that the Mayor has cut the suspenders of the Civil Service Board,” ; "Ot course,” replied The Man Higher Up, “he did the right thing, but It was pretty hard on a bunch of Civil Service Commissioners who were carrying out the pure and unsullied principles of elvil service in the manner authorized by usage and custom, The civil service business is a political four flush, “It is easier to beat than the Ten Commandments, Making the board bi-partisan Is like hitching up & horse 46 ‘ and a mule to a wagon, The wagon goes on just the same as if there were two horses or two mules hitched to it. “You ought to see the books of the Civil Service Commission. They look like a laundry record, There are more ways of boosting candidates and throwing can- didates down in the civil service list than there are of losing money in Wall street. No matter which political purty is in power the civil service mill turns owt pare Usans for jobs, and if Bird S, Coler can stop it he is more of a bird than the community ever sized him up for, “Civil service iy a theory. The belief that the victors ought to cut up the spoils is as strongly alive to-day im « practical potitical circles: as it ever was. There is a growing opinion that civil service protects men who soldier on their jobs and that through it we get poorer service for the city than we did in the days when a man stood a show to be bounced from ‘a $1,500 ait without taking the case into the Supreme Court.” “Civil service,” asserted The Cigar Store Man, “is one of our bulwarks against political corruption,” ‘\ “It may be,” agreed The Map Higher Up, “but ft ig- built of tissue paper.” \ a — Pointed Paragraphs. A one-eyed man is partial to the see-side. It's easier to drive a soft-headed nail than a hard-headed man, A lady is a woman who doesn’t have to insist that she is . a lady. A woman wio loves money doesn’t necessarily love @ man because he has money. When a man's wife doesn't agree with him it's a case of matrhnunial dyspepsia. About the time a man gets a pair of patent leather shoes broken !n the patent expires. If the world owes you a living all you have to do ts pull eff your coat and proceed to collect it. ' The up-to-date young woman now goes in for athletics, of she may be prepared to jump at an offer of marriage. —Chi- cago News, ; A Weird Advertisement, One of the inhabitants of the city of Posen found himself @ & few days ago in a delicate situation, as is shown by the ¢ 340009009 following signed advertisement, which appeared tn the cole j ' Male Boy’s Darling, 2 Death he had stood motionless, ex-;his left hand. For it could not have|her by proposals of marriage and met with a rebuff, "TERS, eae “igainat urderous | through | Meriden | each Ynwes! over. She struggled. That was evident, stry tlord | Out Light " erled itically. iswered ting his ryes to L" n mad, teningly new the nd with emed to! ' Cowen | 1@ room his con- only the fers told | sed and me dull, without peaking ling, aa newspa- le busl- headline publican t to me aper. It a voung ff below it tower it three st even- as found he mur- slender, alr In neck the I went \lee and Fay's' or a mo- He told whose ule,” tem. evening.) Ever since entering the Pregapes ~4. She, with a one-armed man and another girl, whose description tallies with that of Hattie Schell, stopped at his house for something to drink. They al] seem- ed in high spirits. It appears there's quite a fafi for parties of young people to take moonlight excursions out to the ‘Castle;' so he thought nothing of the occurrence, The one-armed man and the Schell woman must have lured Fay to the edge of the cliff and thrown her| from the mffks on her shoulder and! throat,” ! Mark paused. | He could not tell whether or not Here. | ward had heard a word of his story. | When he spoke again there was a deeper note in his voice, ‘Hereward,"’ he sald, | something to live for, Fay welgarde's murderers remain unpunished.” The effect on Miles was electrical. | He sprang to his feet, throwing on his clothes with mad haste. At sight of his face Floyd involun-| arily recotled, so distorted and seamed | was it with the fire of anguléh Miles) had passed through, Out of the ashen-white skin the col- | legian's eyes blazed with the fury of) madness. “Come!” “there is still he ordered briefly, leading the way to the door. “Take me to her, Ten minutes later the two young men stood beside the Chief of Police, | in a bare, darkened room, looking down | 4. an awesome something that lay haif concealed under a white sheet. “There is one thing I cannot under- stand,’ the Chief was saying. ‘Several! witnesses have testified to seeing Miss! Belgarde near the castle with a man and a woman; and they all agree that! the man had but one arm. His left arm/ had evidently been amputated at the! shoulder, Yet the hand that struck this | poor girl across the face during the struggie—you can see the finger-marks| very distinctly—was a left hand, not a/ rght. A man's hand—and his left hand it that—and yet the only man with those girls had lost his left arm. How! do you account for that?’ “It wae Claude Caine, then, who was In hiding there, waiting for her!’’ cried} loye “I think not. There were several peo- ple up at the ‘Castle’ last evening, and hone of them saw any one answering to his deacription as you gave it to me. I have telegraphed to the police all along the line, and if Catne or his one-armed accomplice or the Schell woman show thelr faces In any civilized part of the country they will be arrested at once. I have only one clue to thelr where- tbouts and that ts belie carefully fol- lowed now. A man ansWertng to Cain: description sent a_ telegram late last night from Hartford. The telegram was acdressed to some one In Meriden anid was In cipher. The house to which {t was aldressed is nut far from the él'- ver works.” Who lives there?" “That's the asked Floyd » queer part of it No one The house has been vacant for a month, Yet the telegraph boy swears that when he delivered the mes- sage a little after midnieht the door was opened and the telegram recelved by o nom It was too dark for him to sea her face This morning the house is v » r ¥ ‘ It was Mark who had conducted the converaation with the courteous Chief { Police Bere rd had uttered na word since leaving his room at the hotel pressioniess at the foot of the couch whereon that still, white figure lay. His eyes had never left the peaceful, face of the Dead. His only change of expression had been a slight tinge of crimson that had flecked his haggard face when first he noted the Ir lar brulse across the dead features inflicted by a blow from an open left . The marks could only have been made by a man's bh y A picture rose before him of the at- tack on the unsuspecting girl; her mad gie against overwhelt*.ng odds as she ttled for life on the very verge of the cliff; then the heavy, smothering, open-hand blow that had ended the futile, pitiable. feeble fight for selif- Preservation, and then the whirl through darkness and space and the awful, yet meroiful, crash on the cruel rocks below. As this scene, thro no volition of tis own, seared Itself in lines of flame upon his mind, it aroused no emotion. no horror, no anguish of irretrievable loss In Hereward's brain. His mental faculties all were like a plano keyboard which has been so bru- tally struck and battered that all its customary notes are mute and give back no response to the master’s touch. The sole note in Hereward’s nature which was not thus temporarily dead- ened was that of Vengeance. When that one note was struck {t rang, vibrant and murderous, through his whole bodv; and the furv of the an a ane rope in Mis breast. w his on motive of ite y thought, his one To track Fay’s slayers to the utter- most paris of the earth, if need be; to sweep aside their enmeshine nets of cleverness by sheer force of Hatre! and Retribution; to crush the life out of them even as thev had murdered the girl he adored; to complete the Duty of Vengeance and then—and then it mat- tered little what might come after that were accomplished. His deadened mind could look no further ahead | ford been that one-armed devil. The two felt they were following 4 well-nigh Ulind clue in going to Hart- ut it seemed the only chance whatever of running down Cae And they suspected that where Caine Was thither his subordinates would have flown. ‘Tneir first act after descending the steep station stairs into Asylum street Was to hunt up the Hartford Chief of Police. T’'rom him they learned that \Caine was atill at large, but that the | tinued their cleverest men. of a police force noted for cleverness were hot on his trail and would probably have him safe inside of twelve hours. Not content with this, the friends con- rsonal search, as aimless and as futile as evi®, tramping the streets and staring keenly into the faces of innocent passers-by in a foolish fash- fon that clearly showed how utterly their one overmaastering passion had de- stroyed thelr every vestige of common sense. Up Asylum street to Main, along that broad business thoroughfare; back again to the station; up Asylum street again where the hill rises on the oppo- site side, straying almlessly through the beautiful residence districts of Farmington avenue and its adjoining streets, and even ransacking the Cap- jtol grounds, “We waste time and chances workin together this way,’ sald Mark Floy as the afternoon wore on. “Let's sep- arate, We stand twice the chance of success that way. We'll scour‘the cily, each tn an opposite direction, and we'll meet—let me see—we'll meet at one of those benches onth e little double para- pet in front of the Capitol, overlooking the park.” Hereward nodded allent acquiescence and the pair trudged off in opposite dt- rections Darkness had fallen when Miles Here. | ward entered the turreted Soldiers’ Arch He heard and comprehended, without | realizing that he was listening, while the Chief and Flovd were talking. When the latter suggested to him that they two take a look at the house where the midnight message had been delivered and then push ford in search of Caine, Miles acquiesced with a wordless nod and followed his friend In silence from the room Passing down Sate street, beneath the over-road ‘bridge’ of the Sliver Company, they continued through sev eral narrow byways until! they arrived at a typleal artisan’s cottage, w ich had been described to then at th po e¢ where the telegram had been recov 4 the previous night by the mysterou woman whom beth of them ved to be Hattie Schell The house had already bern sacked by the pollee that mor: search of further hints as to occupants’ identity "If only your uncle, Mr. Bee witt were here,” aald Mark as they lef house after a fruitess tour «f inep tlon, “he might have mad* some dl covery of value in that ovirce. Bu tt seems to be beyond us Horry | we'll be Just In time to cateh the 1 train to Hartford.” They had taken their train before Floyd spok ‘It was the Schell gir! t tdesram,” sald he. “It Was she a that one-armed man we saw skull slong State street la'e last night. w we lost the clue just beneath the Silver Company's bridge over the street, plot was all arranged with care, to the plan of taking brief possesy'on of that empty house tn order to await fur- ther Instructions from Caine. But the belle rar ng | f its brie 4 In agan who took t pac tie ut | e ‘ even thing I can't make out is what became | of the man who actually committed the ete m to Hart. | one hin men who struck Vay wiih) into the Capitol grounds and wended | ; his way to the parapet. He was the first to reach the rendezvous. Except for one or two Ili-dressed men and a couple of boys who wandered away 69n ifier he arrived, the benches were de- serted Hereward dropped weartly down on of the seats and looked ont with uneerlng eyes at the lights of the city below him, So wholly absorbed was he his own miserable reflections that he falled to notice a man who, walking rapidly through the grounds, stopped short and gazed at him in surprice The man passed on after a moment and Miles was left alone, Perhaps half an hour passed thus and the faint alow of the rising moon began Miles Here- to tinge the eastern sk ward, his head sunk on his breast, neither saw nor heard the same man ipproach aceompanied by a woman, They mounted the stone stairway which ! 1* to th ba*k of the parapet T two unseen watchers stood fr n Instant gaz down at the wretched r the b h Then t ! ' stepped 1 whi wor n atu'e f A palr of s | ‘s Ww Henly pre hi wit thr lne@ e% ‘ m mured { r a ms aweet! vr With a gasp of inered am Miles Hereward staggered to his fee ind faced the speaker The first rays of the rising moon fell ac.os8 ber, itluming her eves and feat- ea wy a weird unearthly lfeht lier rd gazed at the a ritton for ne long moment with wide ¢ : 1 which unbelieving wonder battled with a tumult of mad joy “Fay! Fay Uelgarde or her ghost!’ he panted in qa choking voice and fell trem. | | | | blingly on his knees at her feet, bury-| ing his face In the folds of her skirt. (tv Be Continued) CRIs eae Oe map ett SS ae Rte ES SS ET EEE A RT eS | umns of the local paper; “Known! The name of the gentle. * man who, or Tuesday evening, as I was walking with my bride in the gardens in the Wilhelmsplatz, gave me a box on "be ears is known to me. Unless before Sunday evening next he has called upon me and apologized I shall place the nate ter in the hands of the police. He is well aware of my ad- dress. My bride also knows him, aé he formerly an is why he gave me the box on the ear. He is known!” American Boy and Czar, An eleven-year-old boy of Hamilton, Ont., recently wrote ' te the Czar asking for a collection of Russian postage stamps, His Majesty was pleased to accede to the request, and the boy has received a handsome album containing a complete ret of all the stamps issued by the Russian Post-Office. The covers of the album are of embossed Russian leather, On the * front is embiazoned in gold the Russian escutchton and on the back the Imperial monogram, surmounted by a crown, while the flyleaf displays the Czar’s autograph. The collee tlon of stamps Is estimated to be worth several hundred dobe Jars, Love’s Victims.