The evening world. Newspaper, October 5, 1916, Page 12

‘ { ‘ i ’ i] ammrcerer was"-—— THE EVENING WORLD, THURSDAY, OOTOSER 5, 1916. HOODS ODONHDS [THE Hrscssvossooesaesars . oo OC FIFTH EPISODE THE FIGURE IN BLACK rs ° Mleroki Btaniey, ovh wot tot a Now York daily owned by his father, (o internsted in the Aauginer of Wr, Montene. Ivo lina focting ® machine to rejuvenate humanity, Mtaw ley bes been working on the Crime fie ame way. te rletine tu had before this perfewed and | vomlertal mind and 4 Fourtess murders hare been committed, all in da of wuperhumen power, Dr, Mowtrcse a fowl on bike throat to the Lent oun, ate gows ant he learn firs U8 sate Unnta ney leave the beromen inte: ya Tere, ie ert, « nan alent town, t n hides b foe to her apartment and finds there Truston Lam. # curtaie and is widdeniy contronsed by « stranger Who pert into hie eyee with @ fiery ulate, Florence Montrose hee been lured t9 the eume apart mont, and es Staniey wears the door with @ pollounan they hear a shot. Lambert ts lying on the frat, dea, aut Clayton grasa & pret! But the artist Ie io & strange mayor, Then wey find ‘Vanya Tvsce just recovering from aa attack, The crlmeon stain shows faintly on her throat, In the confusion 4 conteterate of La Iie esoayee with Forenoe, but she jumps from a tax in @ traffic Jam and flocs. Ntsuley goes to Cusyton's studio that night, and finda hie friends In the aot of pumping from the not, A detective come oo the pene and arrests Clayton for the murder of Lat bert. le produces « note signed by Clayton confeming guilt and declaring the intention to ooumialt OBERT CLAYTON stood aghast, still clothes man laid a hand on hts shoulder, ome along!” he ordered, “But I didn't—I'm innocent!” stammered Clayton. “T'—— “Tell that to the Captain,” retorted the piain clothes man, in- stinetively quoting @ bit of hackneyed police repartee that remained to him from his patrolman days, “Come along!” “Hold on!" interposed Stanley. “Many a detective has faced @ ‘false arrest’ charge, through being in to@ much of a hurry. We can't talk this over on the roof here, Come down to Mr, Clayton's studio, Bring him along. Not so roughly, man! I'll answer that he won't try to epoape,” Reluntantly the officer assented, And the trio climbed through the souttle, single file, returning to the studio. ‘ half dazed. The plain Wait!" broke in Parrish sound from th him of Felix. “Wait here @ minute, picawe, I'll be right Wack. it another look at t It was 100 dark up there to any- thing more than puzzle out ite mean- He strode out into the hallway, Felix, loitering on the stairs, dashed up to the landing and out sound of the detective’ i Let me soe it again. The note yee @ay you found on the table here— in which Mr. Clayton wrote that he murdered Truxton Lanibert and was view at going to kill himself.” iis cae note. ee et case it in Harold's him. Another curtained doorway was outstretched fingers, but held it up, just in front of him. He fancied that tight-clenched between his own /ts curtain moved, ever so little, and he took @ sudden step toward 1 A band shot out from the Its Jong, bony Singers toucned Par- rish's throat. With no show of amazement or vf resistance the de- lective permitted the mysterious arm to drag him between the curtains and into the room beyond. Vainly Florence Montrose uwaited the return of the man who bad so oddly left her in the midst of her rev- elation. For five minutes she stood there, wonderin, Parr' non- appearance. Then she steppod out into the hall. Parrish was not there. Her pretty hands, to prevent either of the others from snatching and destroying it. vy enabled to read Ite ya was scrawied in a suivea handwriting, at sight of which the i} Know it tent, Harold.” “Ot course I know it ien’t!” eagerly agreed Stanley, @ look of relief on his face, “I've seen your handwriti brows contracted in bewilderment. hundred times. ig no more like Ay she was statting to make further it than it's like mine. Officer; you've investigation the telephone at her a big mistake elbow began to ring. Florence pickyd up the instrument. “Ie that you, Florence?’ came Harold Stanley's voice An answer to her query, ‘m™ down at Bub Clay. ton’s atud: Bob has just been ar- reated for Truxton Lambert's murder. I went with him when he was taken to to throw the bi of the murder OM the station. I've come back here to me I'l wladly tell you what little I jook around, I wanted to see if I know about it. I"-— could solve the pussile of a note he’ — ‘Bob is arrested? repoated the inoredulously. “Arrested for the bert murder? Why, he ‘es inno- cent! As innocent as youare! As in- nocent as I am!" “Of course he ts," rejoined Stanley, “and you're @ brick to be so loyal in your belief of him. But “anything you coy owe warned formula; “anything you say now is nay Uae te used galaet “Speak we. Bent” edjured Stanley; bo gy to Vanya Tosca's apart- ment,” began Clayton. “You remem- = “It ign't just ‘belief!’ a! ber, you were to meet me there. [ vehemently, “it's KNOWL- hid in an alcove behind some curtains EDGE. 1 know Bob didn't ill Trux- 0 as to surprise her when she came ton Lam in. It was @ fool's way of acting, know who DID kill him." but"— w» You know?" echoed Stanley in ex- “It was a lover's way of acting,” chement. “I'll come up there corrected Stanley; “which amounts to @nd’-— the same ¥ ahead.” » , No," she interposed, “I'll come “@be came into the living room, * continued Clayton. “Thers was & “‘Tiut tt's late, rand man with her, © flashy, overdressed § “'l]_ get a taxi and come at once. chap. I'd nevar seen him before. But better than wasting your time by she him Truxton, eo I knew binging 708 clear up here, when #0 who he must be. I was wild with much pends on your keeping in , 20 TY touch with the paper and the police. you pulled a gun and shot Wait there for me.” him!" accused the detective. : “But the murderer!” he insisted. “You “No!” hotly denied Clayton, “I say you know who it was. Who?” took a step toward the ourtal.s, But at that T frat se Ape He lifted his hand nervous- ly to Lay neck, then went o of eas. Yoo-cold "tigers. er 1o8-co! grip my throat. I tried to wheel about, to find who had seized me. But, hard as I strugsied, I couldn't shake off that gece ore or eee my captor’s face. The choking must have made me faint. The next thing I remember I was “It wea" she began, then checked horeelt ag a faint click struck her Ustening ear. "Hello?" she called, “have they cut ua off?" There wasno reply. Again and again whe called. Hut the connection was broken. A hand in the darkness just beyond the curtains had reached out swiftly to the telephone wires and severed them with « pair of mippere. Florence hesitated a moment longer, on the edge of the roof up then hung up the useless receiver and there, just now, and you were drag- ran to her own room to change her me back. evening dress for @ costume more '# & sweet story—to tell in a foolish-house!” commented the plain- "Gospel truth!" flashed ju can believe it or not, Suitable to the mission on which she was going, She resolved not to tell her father where she was bound lest he worry needlessly about her. It took Florence some little time to change into the clothes she selected. And it took much longer to get hold of @ taxicab at that timo of night and in so remote a district, Nor was the ride downtown a short one. Much could have happened in the hour before Florence reached the Clayton studio, Indeed, much did happen. In reply to ® hurried summona six persons awaited Pierre La Rue on the latter's arrival in the big room at the rear of Tanner's old-fashioned upper East Bide apartment, Pierre entered the room and nodded care- as you like “All right,” assented the detective. “T'll believe tt or not, as I like! Come along!” At almost the same instant, Florence Montrose, in crossing the hall of her father’s Riverdale house, chanced to meet Parrish as Felix admitted him at the front door. “Ask Dr. Montrose if he can see me for five minutes,” she heard Parrish tell the servant. As Felix departed on his errand, Florence stepped forward, Holding aside the curtains of an adjoining room she eid: lessly to the salutations of his hench- “Will you come in here a moment, men. Mr. Parrivh? | want to apeak to you.” — "It ts the tightest corner we have At no od’ quest nin.” was his brusque introdue- who scarcely knew him tion, as he faced them aa hace rish followed herthrough your orders. This time there muat nined doorway 1 40 NY Thanks to a bit of od that Felix ring must be pald for in furtively on the landing ‘ ! srence Montrose some- rish scowled up at him, and the ser- how knows who killed Truxton Lam. vant withdrew his head from sight. bert, And she will tell—if she lives “Mr. Parrish,” went on Florence, long enough. Which she must not, excitedly, as she turned to face the if Stanley is told and if he lives to detective, “1 have news for you--a make it publie—then goodby to clue that may solve the whole Crim- the soft living and the double hand- gon Stain mystery. It is abour the fule of ready cash, Florence Mont- Murder of Truxton Lambert. I saw rose ts on her way to Clayton's atadio, him killed. Never mind how. I'll for her there. plain that later. I've been trying h other, And get Harold Stanley on the telepione neither of them mu roineet any to let him know about it, But Tean't one There e@ to find him, So I am telling you instead I qaw Truxton Lambert killed. His waste.” Singling out two membera of the Ustening group, La Rue drew them t IMSO “GENTLEMEN,” aside, speaking rapidly and incisively them. Then he led the pair to a cupboard, whence he produced two black dominoes and masks. As he spoke his curt directions t Crimson Sta! ged luridly into his eyes. The man's whole face and body seomed transformed. His two fol- lowers took the dominoes and masks, folded them carefully under their coats and hurried out. Herold Stanley was heartily tired of ‘his long vigil at Clayton's studio, On second thought he had realized how rash was Florence's decision to Join him th to tell her strange And he had called up the house to bid her await him But the telephone operator could get no reply. So, fuming over the delay and wor- rying at thought of the girl's Jonely Journey, he strode to the window, The glare of the studio electric lights on the pane prevented him from seeing plainly into the street below. So he switched off all but one dim-shaded ght and returned to his post at the window, drawing behind him the Ori- ental hangings that divided the shal- low window seat from the rest of the room. Thus, while everything in the studio was plainly visible to him, he himself was shut off from the sight of anybody within the half-lit room, ‘As he stood there looking out into the night he heard somebody try softly to open the door leading into the suite from the hallway outside. Harold remembered he had bolted it, not wishing to be disturbed by any chance itor before Florence's ar- rival Then he turned to cross the room and open the door on the chance that the newcomer was Florence. But he changed bis purpose before he had taken w step. Although Stanley could not see the entire sidewalk beneath him, he had @n uninterrupted view of the street itself from curb to curb, He had been staring down at it for several min- utes, And no taxicab had driven up. Nor, he reflected, would Florence have tried to open the door without first And an ordinary visitor, to knock at once, would have done #9 on finding the dour fastened. But there was no knock, and the soft. pressure on the knob was not repeated. Harold, still hidden in the curtain- masked embrasure of the window, stood perplexed at this queer pro- cedure, He was about to step out of his hiding pi and go into the hall to investigate when the sam muffied sound was repeated. Thi time not from the door, but from the skylight above the studio room. Btill hidden from view by the hangings, Stanley glanced upward. Faintly defined through the skylight glass he saw two figures looking down into the room. Even as he prying loose and with almost no not d back and the skylight upward ‘Then by the light of the roum Itself Harold had a clearer view of the two intruders. Both of them were shrouded in long black domino cloaks and both wore masks. Such costumes in New York—except at a fancy dress ball—are odd enough to cause surprine to any one, And Harold sank farther back into the watching and listening. of the man-hunt tingled through him. Tits first shock of as. ishment lifted, leaving him tense, ly the two shrouded figures lowered themselves over the skylight edge and dropped lightly down into the room. One of them stu d there, crouched as if for a spring. The other aped through the adjoining rooms of the suite, presently returning to his companton. o one * he whispered must have gotten tired of and left.” walt here on the chance he may have gone into one of the atudioa acrosa the hall." commanded tha other, "Put our the Meht and wait You will know what to do If he comes back.” “And if the Montrose girl comes here?” asked the first “Bhe won't. That is arranged. 1 am going to wait for her downstairs. Be Istening, and when I whistle Join me down there without keeping mo waiting, It must be touch-and-gu. And the old deserted house aa full from nere,"’ pushed back the bolt, glided out of the room and closed the door be- bind him. The second masked figure ANNOUNCED THE MASKED MAN, “I waited for a moment or a0, crossed to the solitary electric Nght that was still burning and raised his hand to turn It off. As he did so Harold Stanley sprang forward from his hiding place and flung himself upoa the intruder. Even as he switched off the light the man in the domino had a fleeting glimpse of his charging assailant and wheeled to meet him. In the darkness their bodies crashed together with a breath shaking impact. There was scant chance for science or even strength as the two struggled from one end of the room to the other, unseen and un- aocing. Stanley realized that he was con- fronting @ more than usually formid- able opponent, and one whose prow- ess called forth all his own powers to combat it. Blindly, murderously, they fought in the enveloping dark- Ness, overturning tables and chairs, Once Harold felt the razor edge of a Knife blade graze his cheek. And he knew he was fighting with an armed and desperate man, Seeking to seize the knife arm, he ran in, Stanley's foot slipped on the polished floor, caught in the meshes of a disarranged rug and he threw out his arms wildly in an effort to recover his balance, Before he could regain his footing a blow on the jaw stretched him at full length, His foe bounded ferociously upon the dazed and prostrate Stan- ley, ‘Two minutes later the shrill sound of a whistle from far below echoed through the room. The masked man in the black domino ran out of the sulte and downstairs, Within ten seconds he was at his companion's side in the darkened lower doorway of the building. A taxi halted in front of the door. Florence Montrose got out crossed to the doorway, A minute ter she entered the building a man stepped out of the vestibule and up to the taxi, “The lady sent me out to say wha won't want you any more,” he told the chauffeur. “Here's a five spot for you. Forget the change. The taxi chugged off. At once a second taxicab took its place at the curb, Florence Montrose, climbing to Clayton's studio, knocked for admit- tance. Receiving no answer, she con- cluded that Stanley had tired of the jong wait and had gone. Retracing her own steps, she left the building id re-entered the taxicab which h@ supposed Was the same as that in which she had arrived, Giving the chauffeur her home address, she stepped into the machine. Instantly, she saw that it was occupied by two derk forms, Before she could move back one of tho men seized her, clapping a pun- gently-smelling handkerchief over her mouth and nose and forcing her into @ meat. At the same timo the taxt set off uptown at top speed. For nearly an hour the machine whizzed northward, the senseless girl lying back Hmply in one corner, the two masked figures sitting tense and moveleas. The miles of houses gave way to scattered buildings and then to open country, Uphill at last labored the taxt; along the very edge of a sharply curving bluff that skirted the river. Below glittered the dark water in the otartight. A single swerve of the wheel Id have sent the machine through the flimsy fence and down the cliff into the stream Past this the taxi sp drawing to @ halt a half mile farther on tn front of @ dilapidated house that stood well back from the road among tangled shrubbery and weed-grown walks, The two masked men got out and Ufted Florence trom tihe taxt “Wo haven't much time to waate,” muttered one of them, as they bore her Into the house; "this fresh air ts reviving bh 8) come to her senses in another minute or two, T didn't dare keep the cloth any longer at her face. It's tricky stuff, and the fumes might have hit us, too.” They entered a large and dirty room and set the girl down tn a chair. Then one of the men lighted a kero- sene lamp that hung from the ceiling. The yellow light revealed the size and the dirt of the almost unfur- nished room well as the erime of its windows. A large and empty clothes closet stood with door slightly ajar at the end of the "posite the hallway door. r vealed F en tt muffled black forma that stood alo her. The girl gave a long, quivering igh of roturning consciousness. Her ined eyelids Muttered, One of the IN MYSTE $1,270,800 NEEDED and} RY DDDDHGHIADHO® EG TO PRESENT MYSELF AS ing for something in the breast of his domino. As though his step were a signal a thundering knock resounded at the front door of the house, accompanied by a shout: “Open! In the name of the law!" The command was followed by a Kick that set the rickety front door skipping crazily from its hinges. Tho noise banished the last drug-mists from Florence's reviving brain, She sat up. dazedly and gianced about her, She was just in time to see the two masked men make a dash for tho clothes closet—the only available place of concealment in sight. One of them reached the closet a stride ahead of the other, jumped inside and slammed the door, The second masked figure tugged frantically at the knob. But the man inside was evidently holding the door shut aga’ him in a@ frenzy of self-preservation. And at that moment the room was filled with policemen, Florence start- ed up dizzily from her chair, point- ing to the masked man who still tugged at the closet doorknob. "Take him!" she cried to the police- men, “Take him! He is the mur- derer of Truxton Lambert The squad of policemen hurled themselves upon the masked man, He made no resistance, “Bring him over here to the Hght,” ordered the leutenant. "So' ow rip off that mask and let's get a look at him," Sooner than the word was spoken DOBDIOHOOQNIOD XDDDODOSGIOS THE MURDERER.” then two masked men stepped closer, grop- a half-dozen hands had torn away the hooded mask and the enveloping dom- The mysterious roan stood r vealed to the wondering eyes of his eaptora, He was Harold Stanley. farold!” gasped F believing astonish “Mr. Stanie; tenant even greater bewth “Yes,” assented Harold, “and that clonet there you'll find the man you want. I was trying to get at him and drag him out when"— “What does this mean?” demanded the lleutenant, “How did you get here?’ Florence in the same breath, It was Florence's query that Stan- nswered. ow did I get here?’" he re- peated. Why, I came here in the taxi with you, along with the man who drugged you. It was the surest way to get him und any of the rest of his gang who might be watiing here. “This don't make senso to m in the lieutenant, with more than a tinge of suspicion. “Well, it will presently. Robert Clayton's studio, Miss Montroi ‘o m came in through the skylight didn't see me. From what they said I gathered they'd come there to flulsh me and to kidnap Miss Montrose. They were to bring her hero to the deserted house on the Duriand Turn- pike, I knew the place. One of them went downstairy to wait for her. [ tackled the other, He had a knife, so cried FOR T'S WOOWS UNDER PENSINLAW Child Welfare Board Reports Nearly 10,000 Ap- plications, By Sophie Irene Loeb. The Board of Child Welfare inet in| City Hall yesterday, it being che first meeting of the second fiscal year, and officers were elected. Henry Bruere, former City Cham- berlain, was made Chairman, and So- phie Irene Loeb, Vice Chairman, Mr. Bruere and Miss Ruth Morgan were appointed by the Mayor to serve on the board yesterd: » Rev William A. Courtney was clectod See- retary of the board. The chief con- cern of the board at present is the budget appropriation for 1917, The estimated amount needed for widows’ allowances next your ts $1,270,800. Mr. Bruere and Miss Loeb will appear before the Budget Com mittee to urge that this appropria- Uon be made, as It 19 a close estimate, in view of the destitution among widows shown by thousands of casss. That the Widows’ Pension,;Law is already showing marked results tu keeping children out of institutions and preventing the breaking up of the widows’ homes was plainly evi- dent from the report of the Cummit- tee on Families, The Board received during the month of September 143 new appli- cations for allowances, nearly 100 more than was received during Aug- ust, making the total number of ap- Piications to date 9, New allowances granted were 823, 49 being to widows having children under sixteen years of age. ‘There are now 4,915 children in the families which are receiving allow- ances, A little more than half the | number of the widows whe being granted alla’ oes ti y received from ‘ivate soci- or churches prior to the ati granting of State allowances, theese sources of main’ having proved entirely ina ite. | FROM INSTITUTIONS BACK TO THE MOTHE! One hundred and fourteen children were taken from institutions and re- turned to thelr mothers, making the total number to date 282. | The figures showing the number of | commitments inade to charitable in- stitutions by the City of New York | show & marked decline since the| Board of Child Welfare began to grant allowances, There were more than 1,000 fewer commitments during the six J 19 30, 16 to Ju is prevent: great many commitments to public institutions, ‘Tho total number of children in in- atitutions paid for by the City of New York shows a decrease of 679 in the first six months of 1916, On Jan. 1, 1916, there were 22,796 children who were public charges, and on July 1 1916, there were only 22,11 The number of applications for commitment to child-caring inatitu tions also shows a marked decline during the past year. The firat alx monthe of 1916 show about 800 1 applications for commitment a the first six months of 191 Tho number of applications made to the Department of Public Charities for commitment of children has been de- creasing month by month, GOOD THINGS ACCOMPLI8 BY THE LAW. The committee brought to the at tention of the board a number of the typical. cases which were recom. nended for allowances nis is how the law Is r jelghteen, Two of them were working. earning @ very small wage, and it was ni home and children were y nese lected, An allowance of $10 a week | enabled her to give up the night work and give all her time to hor home and dren. Another widow on the lower east n Institutions, The total n ber of widows recely- | | ing allowances on Sep per 0, 192 was 1,663, These widows received $29,194.34; $25.09 per month per fam uy, and 7 per month per ehild et js her body was covered with pores side peddled fruit, in spite of the ~Featuting Maurice Noveliged by ALBERT PAYSON TERHU Being Presented by the Consolidated Film Corporation DDDDDBDHODHDOHHDGHHSHODSOQOGHTDOHDGHOSGOGHOGOHDHHOHDOTDOSH |problem of distribution in the case, | of widow “Dis, I." a widow with six chil. dren, youngest four and the eldest « I let him think te knocked me out. Then as he benc over me I got the t grip I wanted. still, trussed up and safe, unless some of his friends have come tor bim. I od phor what was up and"—— It was you who phoned admitte ee Costello ind Ethel Grandin NE POODGSDHOOSOOON’ iy “I tried to cry out. But there was a gag © in my mouth. Bob Clayton came floun- i dering into the room from behind a ~ curtain. And a man—or a woman—in @ black mask and domino was with ¢ clinging to Bob’s throat. Oh, it va horrible! Horrible!” and tie loose and thrust thei 2 revolver into his hand, f disappeared. And {=f » have fainted. Fortape- hat can wai jieutenant, rousing Bi of his present duty wall, You'll find him there your police station, t+iling you , ; say thew a the domino hiding. in thabeleaedl imino x Lambert's lieut voice. But how ) c nen I put on the \ or chap's are » sk and dominu,” finished Stanley, Yes a4 "to play the game out, That's all. re him out, boys!’ = The man “But young 1 that the man in tho mask was Trux- ton La the Heu' Just been arrested for"— “He was arrested wrongly! the lieutenant. Three policemen, drat advanced toward the Dk they could reach it the door wags open from within, A figure swathed in mask stood bowing on (he Gentlemen,” announced man airily, “1 to ‘ou want te in?— what in blue biases did thie jady mean by saying Just now murderer?” insiated “Robert mbert's tenant. in Florence. “I know. For I saw the miurder, committed!” bod Noy ‘et 4 of ae “You? YOU did?” sputtered the Done res oe Heutenant. * “Mr, Stanley had asked me te be eeet aia toe Ga ee § on the lookout for the man I saw 74) vou murdering his father,” replied Flor- “"p,, an instent Mas 4 ence. “ hour later in the street. him to lowed indoors to see what a: wou there? “T ma: my head and face,” continued Flor- ence. “ much. But I wriggled to a little of light. Mr. Clayton come into a roo: ahead, and hide behind a curtain. “Then woman ized my my head and carried me into a reom or a clom “In Vanya Tosca’ the astounded Staniey. ‘And I saw hi accomplice an I tracked it house, I fol- trance on the scene and tS admission of the crime others spelibound. But now, concerted signal they rushed je] him, with a lightning quick the man hurled among them a siaes object he had one hand. The tiny bomb exploded force that shook the shackle bullding and window pane in it. It made reel drunkenly. It filled the # with a cloud men end Her 14 groped for men and Haro only to selze one another “The door!” yelled 8 black figure oe past an apartm 1d go to. Then nd threw sometht that was dark flat exclaimed “YOU were af +] t | But"— naged to work the cloth off I was tied too fast to mo ‘e jot w ; just It was a keyhole. I I saw & woman come into’ the room with Truxton Lambert, The Following cry the d went away, presently leav- stumbled int the yard. TEM alone. I tried to cry out, But just in time to see ing him there was a gag in my mouth. Bob Clayton room from tehind the curtain, man—or and dom Rob's horribi “The Btanley. Bhe sh forced herwlf to go on “Bob seemed to be getting weaker and weaker, a revolv strangling hin ‘an strangled, leap Into the waiting taxi eltyward, The lieutenant of his men sprang into t! came floundering into the if woman aa bi department car which hadfr4 jo was with him them to the house and gave throat, from b Swittly they overhatlied Just es your fathe: cab. As they reached tl Harold! Oh, It was edged the cliff they were st Horrible!" if r) ‘Ghineon weahii*' pxotaseved it, Fil a fired nuddered, convulsively; then ,,At the shot the taxi veered “lost the road” and plunged cliff edge into the dark water, All search along the shore fail reveal trace of its chauffeur He manag er from his poc couldn't get the strength or the eye. Mysterious passenger. Rell sight to use it. Mr. Lambert Jumped [6 police wave over the seai up and grabbed a chair. He held i: Morning. As they trooped as Jif he were trying to hit the thelr own car a bedraggied masked man. Bob collapsed in a figure in black crawled Y heap on the floor—unconacious, Mr, of the river, acreened Lambert rushed at the mas man, clump of rhanging But the man dodged to one side, Raising both caught up Bob's fallen revolver fired. I get her w secured granted mit the to these, necessar, children have api ohildren, treated leaving Charl Lewis dition THE CRIMSON the work properly and so it was nec- essary for her eleven-year-old girl to wet up at 3 A. M. in the morning to asked proper medi ave even the necessities of ilfe. ‘There are hundreds of cases similar efita of the Child Welfare Law. The Family Committee bas found it of homes of wiklows who had their very difficult to get thia done prompt- ly and satisfactory and one of the mombera of the committee has agreed to contribute money to be used for this purpose, The committee is recommending al- lowances to a number of widows who Charities for the commitment of their taken out of their regular order game applies to % number of cases where the tus Edward Small Morrison with the Ivan Corporation, They say he can fry ham on a shovel nd saw Mr. Lambert drop dead. The masked man tore Bob's collar haat, t wrenched the dripping mask BG face. (To Be Continued. i Episode of STAIN MYSTERY Will Be Fublished Thursday, Oct. 19 The Sixth st of stars. Joseph formed the Norma Corporation to make Selaniok-| feature: . Adolph Zukor, President of mous Players-Laak: dack at hin desk hat | gone an operation, Conway Tearle is to act Kimball Young in her under her new acting arra: It ts “The Foolteh Virgin.” Robert Hood Bowers, jthe score for “A Gods,” has engaged sicians to interpret it and twenty-five more. will orchestra on the Lyric, Oct. 17, The Monmouth Files haa engaged Mildred edit, adapt and write has just arrived from has taken up the work of the “Jimmie Dale” series, Valeska Suratt, Fox star, gun work in a n 1 ae direction of Wilt 8. Davis, I will wear more than thirty costumes. Agapito Sampaloe, a the office of @ Manila written Consolidated FW tion here asking for @ chance come a movie actor, Charlotte Walker has jo! Thanhouser acting Pa ty a begin work soon on a five- ture to be released through the exchanges, She will appear as who, after being convicted of mi escapes and marries without band knowing her past, busheart on the street. She to give up her work, treatment has been and allowance has been in @ sufficient amount to per- family for the first time to strongly pointing to the ben- 'y to entirely refit a number in inetitutions. It has been plied to the Department of are and The These oases, of course, as neceasitous cases. band haa just died, do has placed James ¢ Chaplin knows how to cook. J, Selznick announces the of Norma Talmadge to his Her health did not permit her to de Comfortable FATIMA C4 Sensible Cigarette