The evening world. Newspaper, August 9, 1913, Page 10

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"t you think your sister and my friend James Cluney are setting us an example that we should profit by?” And there was a world of love in his eyes. “Why, what do you mean, doctor?” asked Joan, in a pretty flutter of fear and perplexity, and—perhaps another softer emotion. “Wow, don't call: me ‘doctor,’" he jeaded, “You know my name, and you w my sentiments, Joan, my can't etand this much longer,” and hook as he proceeded, ™ e with you, and you know hat? Oh, doctor!” “Yes, and you're madly in love with me," he Bed, belay, av his arm stole him away, but she old, old protest by pretended ‘3 ker for centuries which femininity ‘There was nothilg sudden about it, which Or. Willoughby knew perfectly well, and which knew she knew. So comtinued, as he tried to hold her a Uttle tighter: “Joan, my love! I give you my word of honor that I shall never be a happy stopped the poor young man at a critical moment, Dr, Willoughby stuffed the nee Into his pocket, and muttered rly: ‘Deuce take him! I nearly had h ‘That old man's always in the way. “What were you saying?" asked . ‘Don't talk so ly are in the dining You ere always telling me to wait.” he plained. “But I'm going to finish I started to say, elth th OTHER S106! For several seconds somebody had been wait: t the door from the kit- chen regions for the doctor and Joan to go out of the brary. The some- body had cautiously pushed the door open an inch or two, watching and ready to retreat if by any chano her of them had moved in that direction. Now that the coast was, clear the door opened wide, and the person who The had been waiting, none other than the pretty lady's maid, Nellie Jones, came in with @ large bundle in her arms. The bundle contained articles of irreg- ular shape and unyielding substance, and It all jingled ae Nell walked across the room to the closet where Jack Doo- gan was hiding. Nell opened the closet door gently, and as she did eo Jack Doogan stepped TS fo (ac R, JARR took hold of his M daughter's hand with his around the family plonic basket, Mrs, Jarr had the child by the other hand, right arm being while Mastor Willle Jarr, being fleet of foot, cut out the pace a few yard ahead of the rest of the fleeing ¢amily. In this wise they broke all records for family pienio dashes. Finally, out of the wood: on a level stretch of ground, paused panting. “Was It Indians and trappers, maw? ‘Was it savages and scouts, pop?” ked the boy, the first to recover Mclent breath to artlowate, “I seen the man come out of the hut and I heard the guna in the woods, Who was the ladies, pop? Was ¢ me!” panted Mre, Jarr, ‘“It,was an- other one of those awful mysterious Jersey tragedies of which we read in the papers every day, I never used to pay any attention to them when I read them, I didn’t believe them pos- sible! But, oh, to think my little ohif- dren should witness such dreadful scenes!" ‘Maybe"—— bewan Mr. Jarr, Mrs. Jarr turned on him, “Don't you say @ word! Don't you dare say a word! It was your plan that we take these so-called ‘little trips around New York.’ What ie the world coming to that life should be #0 dread- ful? Wept"—here Mra. Jarr-assumed an expression of serene determination’ “this lp a warning, After this you will to church every Sunday! BVDAY jay, T sald!” = ‘But, Ch may>de"— we party half-mile| “I told you not to say @ word! And, dj} oh, to think of how you persisted in ey} aitting around smoking your old pipe and reading the papers and not even giving me a hand to get the children ‘Of to Sunday echool! They would have nevér gotten to Sunday school if I hadn’t seen to ft, as, Tam thankful to say, I aid!" # “But, maw, was it Indians in the woods that Sred the guns?, Was It, pop? * “Certainly not. my sonl® alg Mr, z ’ ith " ’ “Aw, 4 didn’t come to fall inte the water. 1 come ter fish!” “Goodness, boy, how did you come to fall into the water?” | ‘His Ma forward, his ponderous left fist poised to strike. He dropped his fist hur- riedly when he eaw who it was. “Gee, Nell! I came near landing on you that time, kid. You want to knock when zee gome into my room.” bay Jack!" whispered the girl. “Go on and beat tt. If you don’t, we'll ve nabbed sure.” on your life, kidde!” was Jack Doogan's positive rejoinder. “Not on your life! Not unth we get some of this stuff, And judging from that young tinshop in your arms, t's ell night Let's see,” Bhe placed the bundle—which he had called @ “young tinshop"— in his arms, pl anxiously: “Grad this end scoot, jac! “What's in thie?” FAAADSABBABABABABABAAAAABAIBIBAAAIBS The Jarrs, on a Palisades Picnic, Fall Foul of Hostile Redskins HHHSHASASAAASABAAAAAAAABABABA AAA AA Jart, glad to have some one to tatk to. ‘I was just going to say to your er that I think I know what it was,” Mr. Jarr went on. ‘Tt really wasn't anything dreadful at all. Why, thie © New Jersey, just across the river in New York, and"—here Mr. Jarr cleared his throat and pronounced the name as though it was a guarantee that all was well in the world—"Yon- kera!” ‘Hut wasn't they Indians, pop?” re- Peated the boy, ‘I seen Indians’ “How ailly, my eon!” said Mr. Jarr, “Papa will explain it all to NBVER enywhereanear here!" And here, just to show how accurate the father was in everything be tok le children, 9 series of bloodcurdiing warwhoops emote upon the air, and Mra, Jarr had just time to selse her children and atep aside when from the woods dashed a tribe of painted red Gevile in full war panoply. , ‘The sun glistened on their hai-naked, ‘hiny, bronsed bodies, and on and past they dashed, yelling and turning to shoot from the backs of their gallop- ing mustangs. One grem warrior shook a gory acalp almost in the face of the panic-stricken Mre. Jarr as his horee loped by s0 close that be could have veached aut and touched it! ‘But the red devils were not to escape unscathed, for a detachment of United States Cavalry emerged from a cloud of dust over a smail rise to the front, while out from the woods and riding for dear life and revenge came a band of hardy settlers led by Cal, the Cow- boy King—it was Wille Jarr who rec- ognized this hero, * ‘The Indians, seeing their escape cut off, came to such a sudden halt that eeveral fell from their mustangs, The Fest alighted somewhat more carefully and, taking thelr horses by the jaw- they levelled their rifles, and soon ‘battle was at its height, the Jarr fam. fly being right in the line of fire. But, in this hour of rerll, was Mr. Jarr diemayed? Let it be written here ‘he was not, “Don't scream so, children! And come on, Clara, and don't worry,” he sald, ‘Don't you see that we've wan: dered into the moving picture taking bert And, leading hiv family, while the director and camera man in an auto- jobile swore at them roundly for hav-~ Ing spoiled @ thousand feet of film and @ carefully rehearsed three-reel spec- taculer production of “Pioneer Days," (hey went thelr war, “Mabel, It was very dishonest of you to take that cake from the pantry. 1 didn’t think it was In youl” “It ain't all, mamma. Part of it’s ipsWillie here!” (Copyright, 1913, by The Prees Publishing Co ) (The New York Evening World,), ‘Jewelry! The wedding presents!” ‘Our wedding presents,” sald Doogan, with @ grin. “I grabbed them “Tied them up in t take it on the fly, I'll meet you at the Grand Central depot in thirty minutes.” “Kid, you're a brick!" declared’ the man as he laid the bundle on a chalr. “Gee! I wish I could'get a crack at that safe before I dio Nell ee seenee the door to the front Doogan, “Get back there quick, Jack! Some is comi) “Ail right! Watch the bundle, Ni replied Doogan as he bolted into the closet and shut the door, CHAPTER XIill. A Great Detective. ELL was busy the table had o red At fi 4001 and in came a fai in @ brown business suit. He face and white glance Nell re lective who had Pet dog in the Grand C thon the night before and from whom Jack Doogan had taken the repeater watch and silver shield, Did rf again? She was first that he did, for his goggle exes on her without and stared full into her fac walked all the way around the room in @ pecullar cat-footed way that sus- ested all sorts of police mya But she was soon satisfied thi while steadfast, did not betra: least inkling that he ever had seen her before. She returned his stare, follow- ing him with her eyes as he circled the room and came at last back to the place where he had It anybody had come these two persons staring ao hard he might have supposed that one or the other was a hypnotist, but he could hardly have sald which one. 1 seemed to hold the man quite and seen “Nothing, slr,” replied Nell, Do you erally leave the door open, so that anybody can "* he demanded. ‘Sometimes, sir. “Sometimes?” He paused fi ly, the mutual staring never Then he growled abrupt; you?" tromt, walk intorrupted the detective, “2 Want to see the ana ‘ ‘ou sl im Cards when he comes in ane tell 'm waiting in here for him, He handed a card to Nell, and Ji Doogan, who had been trying to the conversation from the opened closet door, leaned Mf he wanted to see what card, dorw: wes on tty sir,"" sald Nell to the detect! ‘eading from the card: “ ‘Poi! Doogan Soren back and ’ closet door with a much lo than he had intended. The jumped from his chair end around 1 trembling lips. ‘That noise.” “Which nolee, sir?” “That!” The detective made a peculiar in his throat by which he tried te imitate the rattling ef a door, Hh was not a bit like it out Nell wi “What's that door?’ she ask i ack, thenty) , ard anf