The evening world. Newspaper, July 10, 1919, Page 17

( 1 } Caen Os ack- Quack! 1619, by the Press Punbehing verte. Kind M atches- Matches By Rev. Thomas B. Gregory LAY ! Co, (Tee New York Brening World). Words Cost Nothing—Use Freely. Agreed; but the story itself is queer. 4 HAT a queer title for a story! Some forty miles out of the great city, in the outskirts of a Beautiful town on the banks of the Hudson, live two old men, and as often as they chance to meet they pause for jug a moment, cast at each other the glare of hate, and with curled lip and hissing tone ex- change the samo old passwords, One says “Quack! Quack!” and the others answers back: “Matches! Matches!” ‘ For long years they have never failed, upon meeting, to exchange this . @ngulat form of salutation, and the chances are that so long as they live ‘and go about they will keep it up. It fa claimed that there is a “reason for all things,” but what on earth _@m be the reason for the enigmatical eld graybeards? ‘Well, years ago, when they were fem on a dark winter night got @uoks and was sent to jail for it. ‘| “@etving hid time, the duck thief ahd persistent greeting of these two id friends as well as neighbors, one of mized up with a nearby farmer's returned to his native heath, some- What crevtfallen but free again and with all the world before him in whieh to rchabilitate his somewhat shattered reputation. But alas for the “rarity of Christian charity!” The first man he met ‘Spon éntering his old stamping ground was his boyhood ch from whom he naturally looked for an encouraging greeting. But no; the boyhood ehum, with arms akimbo and scorn inshis eye, looked at him, said “Quack! Quack!” and passed on. But “let*him that thinketh He standeth take heed lest he fall.” The boyhood chum failed to remember this excellent bit of advice, and for burning his barn to get the insurance he too was “sent up.” Finishing his term in prison he ‘ren Into among the very first that he returned home, and who should he met but the man who had the seance ‘with the ducks. The duck man saw that his chance had come, and being lruman, he looked daggers at the incendiary and spat at him the words “Matches! Matches!” And #0 for more than a generati jon, while new stars were being dis- Sovered, new inventions and discovertes developed, and venerable dynasties everthrown, the two men have kept up the ancient animosity, and as sure ‘es their paths cross, no matter where, no matter when, it is “Quack! Quack!" “Matches! Matches!” If the old faiths are true, and the brace of graybeards by the beautl- fal Hudson are destined, after life's 1! ittle day is over, to “live forever” in the “world to come,” it is devoutly to be hoped that their translation to the other realm may involve « thorough transformation of their character end disposition, for there is something cruelly incongruous in the thought that while the years of eternity roll there is to go on these cynical, hate- unbrotherly greetings: “Quack! Quack!” “Matches! Matches!” Lhe Story of .the Squares By Eleanor Clapp Chelsea, Abingdon, Cooper and Franklin Squares. HIELSEA SQUARE commemo- ‘wag called after the coun~ ef Capt. Thomas Clarke, an veteran, who named his the home for invalid sol- land. His estate was ber and three miles from the stretched along the Hudson, by woods, with not an-/ ic) bt He | ptt dt ty aT 859 $4 Es ‘The Bishop tn turn left the his son, Clement C. Moore, priately enough gave the greater part of his land to the Gen- eral Theological Seminary of the Wpiscopal Church and these old gray) etone buildings surrounded by their green lawns are the only reminder we | have to-day of the once flourishing| eountry village of Chelsea. This Cle- ment C. Moore is famous for another reason than becanse of his donations te his church. Olid Chelsea was included within the t lines of Eighth Avenue, 19th to Ath Streets. it grew up around the old Clarke homestead and was conveniently reached by the road to| Greenwich and then by the Fitsroy Road or by the Bowery Lane, Bloom~- jmgdale Road, and then along Love Lane, which is now 2lst Strect. Why this name was given to the street is not recorded, but the probability is that being but @ quiet and little trav~ eled country road it was looked upon as an ideal spot where lovers could drive. It was first called Abingdon Road in honor of the oldest daughter of Sir Peter Warren, who married the Hari of Abingdon. Charlotte War- ren is also commemorated by Abing- don Square. She was the bello of the time anda daughter of one of the leading citizens of Greenwich Village, Her father was a retired Admiral of British Navy who had married h dle Lancey, sister of the Chief Justice, and next to the Gov- ernor the most important man in the i t i colony. Cooper Square is, of course, named for the famous philanthropist, Peter Cooper, whose statue stands In the park at the rear of Cooper Peter Cooper's house stood on of the present Bible House, grocery store, where ho leid indation of his wealth, on a covered by the Cooper great legacy to students of ecience. ‘ & poor boy himself. became rich he devoted his to the establishment of this le enterprise. It was started by Mr. Cooper and four years Yater he transferred it to the trustees, ther with a liberal income for its tenance. His statue, which was erectéd in 1897, long after his death, shows the benevolent old man seated im a ohair in a characteristio attitude. Tt is by the well-known sculptor, Saint-Gaudens, who was once an art studem at Cooper Union, Just north of this square on a site new covered by the south wall of the Union was thé second of the old city mile stones that marked two miles trom City Hall on the old Boston Post Road. This road was first opened by Governor Lovelace in 1672, One of the eights of the time was to watch the Boston stage coach go by. On a small part of the site of the Cooper Union on the east side of what was then the Bowery, but is pow Fourth Avenué, stood an old Brick house with @ peaked roof which at ESEe a fad i é ta 6 3 the old villagé of Chelsea, | “i, fectually laid the ghost, if ghost there Most people imagine, if they think about it at all, that Franklin juare Was named fer Benjamin Fraakite | but this is not the case. It commemo- rates the name of Walter Franklin, @ rich merchant, who in 1770 built a house at No, 1 Cherry Street. A ‘por- tion of the East River Bridge now | rests on its site. This house was u: by Washington as the first presen tal mansion from April, 1789, to Feb- ruary, 1790. In those days the resi- dence was very conveniently located, a cine near the fashionable Peari Celarlo ANE WE CAN A Detective Story of the Wheat ‘ Pit- of Wall Street and How a Girl Fights a Ring of Speculators (Copyright, 1919, by Street & Bmith, Corp.) SYNOPSIS OF PRECKDING CHAPTERS. Commodore Lee Griswold, ia bis ution “Brewster Dole re et ou the traik The tour et valk The nd Teaks are tralled everywhere. Teague wich Jenks and ‘the Ser ber escape. frou the Gi Meads agents, knocks ‘ CHAPTER XI. ITH his hands empty and slightly away from his body in the attitude of surrender, Jennings stood perfectly still. Noguchi’s Anger, rest- ing on the incandescent switch, re- laxed, But tho man himself grew quietly tense like a feline at the scent of foe. He moved aside a little, his hand motioning the newcomer to enter, Jennings stepped tn wjghout hesitating. Noguchi swifty shut the door and noiselesay locked it, @hen as Jennings advanced toward the middle of the room, the three men surrounded him. Tarleton’s revolver was leveled at his heart. Mellish backed a little and kept his ready to use on Jennings or any one who might break into the roorh. “Now, Mellish,"’ oninge said briskly, “stop bully! it makes no impression on me. I'm going to put my hands down and you will Lake that revolver away and behave yourself. Yeu may learn more by doing so: ‘The man's brisk disregard of Mellish as he lowered his hands made it im- pomsible for the other to maintain his attitude of threat. He moved off trom Jennings but did not put away his weapon, holding it ready. “Kate Mellish told you men that she had found some one who was willing to help in the Griswold mat- ter,” Jennings began; “a man you did not know but whom you were going to meet to-night for the first time. She asked you to trust him, on her word that he can be trusted. I a that man, known to you as Lovett.” “Now known to us a8 Mead’s man,” Tarleton said. “Perhaps if I prove to you how much I know of the developments in this case so far it may help es- tablish my good faith,” Jennings went on, “Late Sunday night Gris- wold came from Chicago, without letting any of his household know, for reasons of his own. He went to his obambers unnoticed and slept. Karly this morning ‘Jenks,’ there’ nodding at Mellish—‘entered his ‘was unoccupied for sixty years be- emuse it the reputation of being hhemoled.. It was torn down to make, Unlon quite room and was ‘surprised’ to find him there, Griswold was angry, but after ordering tho butler to say nothing f his being there be had him bring Suan of The Bireet, 1s discovered by Brewster lying behind dead he 4 ‘the ® screen Duiler, eapress bis usual morning drink. In the butler’s pantry my young friend here included in Griswold's Upple an in- sredient which or Noguchi had eapecially pro! for that oo casion.” The Japanese tist moved, cat- lke, nearer Jen “Don't, doctor: nere’s no neeg for it," Jennings sg observing ths ac- Uon. “Griswolf ank the potion and found it aboy / able, telling ‘Jenks’ so with @ atyh jail hia own, Then he dressed whif ‘Jenks’ prepared his breakfast, which he managed to serve without letting any of the other ser- vants know of it. “Later Griswold went from tis room along his private corridor to his work- ing room and called for Kate Moilish. What passed between the two, only she can tell now. But suddenly Gris- wold toppled over on the floor and lay there. jas Mellish went out of the room, locked the door, and began her day's typing. “Soon after there arrived Brewster, who insisted on seeing Griswold. Jenks and Miss Mellish refused to let him see Griswold, showing a tele- am to the effect that he was being tained in Chicago. “When Brewster insisted and finally broke in the door he almost caught two men there with Griswold’s b.dy. They bad come in through the Belvis house and were about ty carry it out in an ‘ambulance’ waiting outside for that purpose. Brewster's sudden en- trance compelled them hastly to hide Griswold bebind the screen. They themselves hid in the corridor outside the room. “When Brewster locked the door, pending the arrival of Mead and his men, those two friends of yours came back to the room, smuggled the body up to the roof, took it down through the Belvis house, knowing that the caretaker would be out at the time, and hustled it into the ‘St, Luke's Hospital ambulance’ waiting for them at the door, “In an obscure corner of the city, while nobody was looking, the false panels that told passers-by of St. Luke's were quickly removed and the ‘ambulance’ became the somber ve- hicle which brings unclaimed ca- davers from the morgue, and animals to the Griswold Foundation Labora- tory to he out in the cause of acien- tifle research, And below ln the mare at this moment i Loe Gris- Leave It to Lou ays, July 10, 1919 Wry SHOULD A MAN GET MARRIED BvyY a" ROT" FOR $F wold, gwathed and invisible in linen, its folds sealed wit tor No- chi's own signet ring to show that the ‘subject’ is intended for his special and private ‘research.’ Right?” vat is your motive in this busi- the questioning!" Jennings retorted, his jaw Ket Mellish started forward. But ‘Tarle- ton stopped him. “I prefer to hear your sister an- swer now,” he said. “Let's go down to Mellish and Noguchi conferred with @ glance and assented, Noguchi Igd the way to the eleva- tor at the end of this laboratory, ‘Tar- leton nodded to Jennings to follow the Japanese. Then he and Melish fell in behind Jennings, their revolvers ot his back. Lighting thelr path with his electric torch Doctor Noguchi led them by way of the elevator to the mortuary below, “Kate, tell us about this man!” Mellish broke in. She looked at Jennings and nodded. “Lovett,” she suid. “I told you about him before.” “You did not tell us he was one of Mead’s men, or”——— “Or you wouldn't have let him come, Harry. I know. That's why I didn’t tell you. . Now that he is here he is one of us.” “Not until L know more about him,” Mellish insisted. “What is his mo- tive in helping us?” Jennings stopped her before she could answer, “We'll spare her for the moment,” he said. “I can answer that best, My motive is the same as yours, Mellish, and yours, Mr. Tarleton, and Dr. Noguchi's and Miss Mellish’s, and all those who are with you.” The men looked at Kate Mellish for confirmation, “He came to me about a week ago,” she sald slowly, her mind else- where than on her words. “He told me frankly he was on Mead’s staff, He had more than an inkling of what Lee Griswold was undertaking. Of his own ecoord he began quietly in- vestigating the matter. He found that I too was interfering. In fact, he confronted’ me with proof of it But Instead of threatening me he Proposed to help. I didn't trust him at first. some trap, That was the time I told you to stop everything for a while, I didn’t want to tell you why, because I feared I might be doing him an in- justice, And I didn't want to teil im about you lest I Involved you. But he convinced me that his hatred of-—of"— She did not trust her voice, indicat- ing, instead, with ber hand the sheeted and sealed shape. “I knew that in the end he would vote against—against me when the question of disposing of-—him—came up. I was tempted to keep him out of our council, Then I felt it would be false to you all. So I told bim to come 1 waited for him to spring th Heigh, Makes WE GIRLS COULDN'T A MONKEY ANYTHING LIKE There was silence. Tarleton, who had been quietly watching Jennings by the light of Noguchi's torch, held out his hand. Jennings gripped it. Noguchi followod ''arleton’s example, Mellish hesitated, then surrendered impulsively, “I'm sorry I mistrusted youm he said to Jennings, “Tt was cpmradely of you," Tarleton murmured. Again xilence fell on the group. Clearly they were hesitating before a distressing nocessity, Kate Mellish waited in still agony. Noguchi absent ly regarded the red wax seals which held together the folds of linen about Lee Griswold. Tarleton could not bring himself to hurry the crisis, It was Mellish who burst out: “Kate, | have decided against Gris- wold, I hate him! I have no desire to risk my neck for his sake. 1 want every trace of him removed! The crematory!"* + His sister flinched. A tremor ran through her frame. Her arms went out shelteringly ovtr the body, Then they dropped in despair, “I knew it! IT knew it!” she whis- pered. “Noguchi, dear’—— “I am with you, Kate," the acien- tist murmured. “But"— Mellish turned to the others. “Vote!” he sald. “I declare for the cre firm, “No!" Dr. Noguchi said gently, “Yes!” from Jennings. They looked at the woman, With her hand on the breast of the sheet- ed body, her eyes closed and her own breast in such tragic contrast to the sull one she touched, she shook her head drearily. “Then we've chosen!” Mellish said. With his arm about his sister he took her aside. Then he, Noguchi, Tarleton and Jennings, each holding & corner of the wheeled table on which the body lay, propelled it slow- ly toward an iron door at the further end of the crematory, Noguchi’s torch lighting up the way. He unfastened the heavy door, and the men wheeled the table and its burden into the warmer corridor be- tory!" Tarleton’s voice was low bat yond. Kate Mellish followed un- steadily. Noguchi turned. “You needn't come,” he said softly. She passed into the corridor with em. “T take my full esponsibility with you all!” she valde her voice firm. Noguchi closed’ the door of the mortuary. “So be it,” he sald, resuming his place Solemnly the four mei lifted the sheeted burden from the table Through the square opening on a sliding panel into the furnace it rode. The doors closed with a soft clang. ‘The room was dark again, the wither- ing heat cut off. A cry rang through the crematory, “Lee! My deares' Tarleton, who wi nearest Kate Melilab, caught hev as she fell. He raised her in hig arms and hastened Ho, Capt.!. But the World Go ’Round? | Out of the room. In the cool corridor Noguchi placed his palms on the cold ls, then pressed them to her face. She did not stir, “Upstairs!” Noguchi said briefly. They hurried to the elevator, Tarle- ton carrying her. “We should not have ridden over her sv!" Noguchi said bitterly, No one answered. In the laboratory the scientist gave her @ light-colored draught to dyink. She opened her eyes at once. Tarleton had laid her down on @ leather couch. She rose, waving oway hysterically Noguch!'s solicitous ands. “No, no, please. Don't touch me, any of you! 1 must—must get out of here, I—am stifing!” ‘They were startled when she spoke. Her voice showed the cruel strain of the struggle she had gone through, “What have you —decided — about Brewster?” Tarleton answered @ little eagerly at the chance for relief tp her. He will stay here till after the twentieth, Then he will be released in some street far distant.” CHAPTER XII, ORNING found Mead pacing the floor of his New York office, gray-faced and bowed in shoulders, He walked restlessly head forward and his face lined with worry and dilem- ma, He was alone, so that his aspect was for once no mere pose, He had met with difficult cases be- fore, but never had he known such & complete puzzle as this case of Griswold and Brewster presented. In his case Mead found that almost ry tundamental of what he con- sidered criminal motive was absent or 80 modified that it only served to net for Kate Mellish she only broken through tt, chase that ensued Jenks had eluded Mead’s best “trail- captain by his right-hand man, Jennings, Another burden on Mead's mind at this time was his responsibility for keeping the two abductions from the Judith of Blue Lake Ranch! By Jackson Gregory An adventurous Western story full of the personality of a rare woman. Judith Sanford inherits an interest in a cattle ranch only to find that she must fight an unscrupulous foreman to establish her rights. There-is a close-up gun fight in this yarn that has neyer been outdone in fictlon—when one man faces six in a pitch-€rk gambling room behind the Jailbird Saloon. Begins on this page next Monday Ki IDOE KLUB Magazine he Evening World’s ddie Klub Korne Conducted by Eleanor Schorer Conrrient, 1918, by The Pres Publishing Oa, (Tee New York firening World.) 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Without preliminary talk Jennings made his report. “I followed what I took to be Kate Meliish, dressed in tramp's togs,” he said, "I nearly camo up to her as she was running behind a refrigera- tor car, Morrow and Deming had separated from me to follow their men. Then as [| was passing a side door of the freight car, my head a little above the level of the floor of | it, crash! I suppose it was a bla jack or @ bit of heavy garden how It knocked me out quicker t thought. When I came’ to I was lying on straw, feet and hands bound in clothes line, With daylight I saw I was in a freight car, near the place | where I'd been knocked out, I rolled | to the side door and kept on working my clothesiine—an amateur tied it— till T got free, Then straight here. What developments?” (To Be Continued.) 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