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i git ici a Ge aa eat *NAMARA shrugged his shoulders and turned away pointedly, taking the ante- mortem statement from the | stenographer and glancing down the {Mines with a curling lip. Thorne | peated himself at the bedside. “Never m dope I signed,"’ Whispered Smith, confidentially. ‘‘I didn’t spill the real goods in that statement. Too many see it to suit me. This is private, “or you; that's ‘ why I asked ‘em, special, to shou. . up before I kicked in, see? I gave *em the low-down on this guy Raw- inge—or Parrot—all right, but I didn’t tip ‘em off to the way he might be nabbed. I was saving that up for “All right,"’ raid Thorne, evenly. He was very much excited, but the effect of emotion on him was to make him even less given to nerves and ex- clamations than normally. “Go ahead.” bit § e, I got on to him by acci- dent," said Smith. ‘‘We were fram- ing a job together—pay-roll hold-up— daylight stuff. That don't matter. It's all in the statement, anywi He used to come up to my place while ‘we waited for things to get right for the job, and he was a good planner. Tl say that for him. I never knew any other guy that took so much trouble to figure out the fine points. Well, to-day, when we was figuring it out all over again, he pulls a letter out of his pocket to make a sketch for me and i.’s iying, face down, on my table, when a puff of breeze come in and shoots it square into my mitts, right side up, so I can't help secing what it says. It was short and done in typewriting, so I got it all beforo Rawlings could catch a breath. It went about like this: ‘You can't hide from me, Timothy Parrot, anywhere under the sun, I'll find you wherever you go and however you squirm, One year more, Parrot, before you ray for Dora Faulkner.’ “It was signed, and I'd hardly got the drift of it when he had the knife tn me and it was curtains till I come to on the floor in a puddle of blood. It was done just like that—so quick J never even lifted a hand to him. And me with a gat right on me, all the time, too! Lightning ain't in the same class with this lad. Don't get reckless when you go after him." The Tracker's eyes burned, ‘‘Where did you meet up with him?'_he asked quietly. Already his pencil had noted the text of the letter and particularly th» one name that might hold the clew. Smith grinned feebly. “I done a stretch in Joliet for a stick-up job fn Chi in ‘Fourteen. When they sprung me this guy was waiting on the outside. He squared me, all right, and slipped me expense coin till the blow-off came. That's all I know. But ain't it a start anyway? Can you get after him, on that letter?’’ ©“He'll sit in the chair for you, Smith, if it’s any comfort. I'll bring him in. It’s a running start you've handed me, Now take jt easy and see if you can’t make it @ case of as- sault for him, instehd of first-degree stuff.” He nodded ang turned to Mo- ‘Namara, who greeted him with a grin. “Falling for it, Thorne?” Thorne shrugged his shoulders. “Worth a.look, anyway. I've got «some dope that jsn’t in the statement, that makes it look possible. Let's see what he says." They went over the document to- gether, Thorne slowly and stubbornly minute, McNamara careless and im- patient and skeptical. “It comes to this, Thorne: this crook claims he saw a letter ad- dressed to Timothy Parrot and that his pal wiped him out because he saw it. If it's straight, it's thin enough. And it sounds fishy, to me, at the best of it. I know crooks. ‘That bird's just the sort to frame up a tale like that to make extra sure we'll stick to the trail of the guy that bumped him off,, He knows we won't break our necks to trail one crook for wiping out another, but he figures that if he makes us think it’s Parrot we're after, we'll stay with him till we get him right’ “Maybe,” Thorne nodded. “Any- way, it won't do any harm to look into it. Going over to the apart- @ment?” McNamara shrugged his shoulders and went, half unwillingly, with the man making a con- bh fancies, He stona by while Thorne questioned the em-| ¢ BY HUGH Illustrated by Will B. Johnstone KAHLER. + WHO'S WHO IN THE STORY. TIMOTHY PARROT, a crook who had committed many crimes without arrest and who has been taunting the police with anonymous letters. TOM THORNE, most successful detective in the Bureau—known as “The Tracker.” McNAMARA, also a star detective at Headquarters—somewhat jealous of Thorne. J. B. SMITH—shot in a bachelor apartment building, who makes a statement to the police before he dies and requests a private talk with the Tracker. \ —— | “HE DREW THE TATTERED SCRAPBOOK FROM ITS HIDING PLACE.” Ployees, taking no part in the inter-, member having heard that Lawton rogation and patiently disinterested.| had a daughter, or it might have ‘When Thorne had finished and they| been sister, who was vaguely in evi- were on their way back to Head- dence during his tri: It was just quarters, he recurred to his earlier] possible that she was “Dora,” and theory. bird that made this play, And it's not Parrot, either.” 've got @ hunch I can spot the| ous that the year to which the mysterl- letter referred was the year Thorne.| which Lawton must spend inside the granite walls at Hamilton. This was infringing, to be sure, on the phase of his avocation in which search of what he remembered of the| such men as McNamara easily out- Thorne said nothing. His mind was very busy with a systematic scrapbook record of his drawer. @ convenient cross street. chief, will you? as there's anything to say.” He dropped from the shouldered his way through crowd of homegoing jammed troliey, trom which, rather earlier than usual, he descended at Mrs, Rake’s very respectable door- step. He went up the stairs quickly and drew the tattered scrapbook from its hiding place. by page, he went through it. Sud- bureau} shone him, “I've got a lead myself,” he] analyst, a clumsy weaver of fact and said suddenly as the car drew near| guesswork Slowly, page} fore he abandoned it completely. He was always a poor into a substantial web- “Tell the} bing of theory. But, with McNamara Il report as soon| stubbornly set on his own private guess that Parrot was no more than car and|a pretended \character, masquerading the] under other men’s crimes like a silly, clerks to a|strutting boy, Thorne must needs be analyst and tracker at once, His guess leaked at every joint, but it was the best that suggested itscif to him, and he resolved to give it at least a fair test of investigation be- If it failed, there was just the chance denly he leaned forward sharply. He} that luck might lead him across the read the clipping again, carefully, to] scent closer to the scene of Parrot's make sure. When he lifted his head] latest—and gravest—offense. It would his face wore the curious, set look} be sheer luck, to be sure, but not by that came into narrowing of the eye, a tighter pres- sure at the corners of the mouth The Tracker had struck the scent at last, He moved to the telephone, and then, hesitating, changed his mind. He went back to the book and re- sumed his study of its later items. “Dora Faulkner, eh?” he repeated softly. had any room for a Dora in it.” As it happened, one Dan Lawton| his po: had almost exactly a year left to serve of his six-bit Penitentiary. dupes had cause to hate him, Lawton was the man. And, although the newspaper elinnings sald about it, Tom Thorne seemed to re- “There's only one case that] without the knowledge, it only when he|/any means so impossible as it might hunted—a widening of the nostril, a} seem. For there was this very con- siderable advantage on the side the law to be remembered; for once Timothy Parrot was ignorant of something that the police knew; to the best of his information Smith was beyond speech when b's inert body was found; it would wurely be his belief that his victir: had died which had cost him his life, having passed from ssion. Off guard is half beaten, Parrot, in Hamilton} confident that the police had no re- If any one of Parrot's| motest guess at his connection with the murder, might stumble ever so little im making his escape. And nothing! more than once, in his vears on the force, the Tracker had come upon a! (Copyright, 1922, Thé Bell Syndicate, Inc.) Lace Bloomers On Beach Take Sisters to Court sincinsalfiiais Bathing Costumes Cause Re- marks That Lead to Fines for Two Women. fainter scent than that which Parrot had left behind him. The best ad vantage of all lay, easily, in the Jone hoped-for right to throw himself heart and soul and body into the pur- suit. That was a huge step forward He found it dificult to persuade the chief, next morning, that his de- ductions deserved investigation. Me- Namara's opinion carried weicht, justly enough, for, barring his vanity, the man was actually brilliant Thorne, per contra, was more or less an unknown quantity except in his specialty of tracking. Hoe clung 8° desperately to his point that he half convinced the sceptical head of the department; the end of it was a grudging consent to take a little time and spend a very little money in running down his rainbow. He took the concession thankfully and bought a ticket to Hamilton, blessing the luck which had led him to make friends, long since, with the prison chaplain—the one man behind the walls who, could best tell him what The dignity of Rockaway Beach was disturbed by the bathing oot tumes worn by Mrs, Mary Hewett and Mrs. Sadie Dasselt, sisters, of No. 88 East 106th Street, Rockaway Beach, ; When audible comment to this et- fect was made, Mrs. Hewett and Mrs. Dasselt also felt disturbed and declared the face in language ‘hat attracted the attention of Detective J. J. Redmond and his brother, Pa- trolman John Redmond, of the Rockaway Station. The result was that the sisters were fined $10 each yesterday py Magistrate Miller in the Far Rock- away Court for disorderly conduct. Mrs. Hewett and Mrs. Dasselt were strolling on the beach Saturday afternoon at 107th Street. Their cos- tumes Were bathing suits the brev- he wished to know—confidant anility of which was noticed by many comforter to its dismal population] persons. Mrs. Hewett had added a and ex-officio censor of ts corre-|conspicuous note to her dress, as it spondence; a canny man, besides, and, in his way, something of an armchair detective himself. The chaplain was very busy when Thorne presented himself at the pris- on office, It was visiting day, and, as he passed the door of the waiting- room, he caught a glimpse of the pit!- ful group of those who suffer an !m- prisonment quite as bitter as the physital—wives and mothers standing by the waifs who paid a penalty less than theirs. Thorne was kept wait- ing nearly an hour before Doctor Clarke came out to greet him. In the interval, sitting where he commanded a view of the corridor, he saw other visitors arriving. Most of them were broken, crushed, though not all of them were poorly clad. Many of them wore black, and not a few were sadly bent and old with years and sorro a very few were untmpressed—hard vivid faces, with bright, defiant, chal- lenging eyes. Thorne separated them as they passed in review before him. He was not sorry for these women who came to chat with their men as untouched by shame as if the prison were a hospital, women to whom crime meant only one way of earning an easy living, and who ac- cepted prison as part of the game. Only one figure of them all arrested his attention and impressed itself more than momentarily on his brain. woman—a girl, as came out in court yesterday, by wear- ing pink step-in bloomers under the short skirt of her bathing cos. tume. Mrs. Hewett testified that Mrs. Anna O'Connor, a member of the bungalow colony at 107th Street, had laughed at her. Mrs. O'Connor said, according to Mrs, Hewet “Look, they're wearing lace bloom- ers now—soon they'll be accordion- pleated.” Mrs, Hewett testified that she asked Mrs. O'Connor at whom she was laughing. Detective Redmond testi- fied that Mrs. Hewett put the ques- tion in an exceedingly abrupt man- ner, and he felt called on to place the sisters under arrest. ; —_—_—_——— DENIES NEW TEETH BIT HIS NEIGHBOR False Set Will Be Brought in Court and Compared With Marks. Upon teeth-prints, not the cus- tomary finger-prints, rests the fate of Albert J. McDermott, thirty-six, of No. 324 Washington Street, Ho- boken, arraigned this morning in the Hoboken Police Court on a charge of This wns a f assault preferred by Alexander Thorne thought of her—certainly notd-~phompson, same address. over twenty-five. She carried herself} Thompson told Recorder Carsens magnificently, erect and graceful and strong even in this place of shamed sorrows; she walked as a queen might have walked, proudly, her chin up, her eyes level and coldly bright, as ice might have gleamed in a slant of sun. She wasn’t pretty, Thorne told him- self—the word did not quite fit; she might have been pretty If she had nor held herself,so relentlessly in check. the McDermott and Thompson chil- dren, playing in front of the joint residence, got into an argument yes- terday afternoon. The parents par- ticipated, and Thompson emerged from the excitement with vivid marks upon his cheek. He had McDermott arrested, charging McDermott bit him with his new false teeth. “Did you do this?" Recorder Car- He wondered, vaguely, what she|sens asked McDermott. would be like if she were laughing.| “Or course not,’ McDermott re- happily, like a careless child; he[plied. ‘My new false teeth could not caught himself in the romantic notion and flushed guiltily at the folly of it. A fine state of mind for the man who hoped to run down Timothy Par- rot! The Tracker indulging in senti- mental moonings as he sat in @ prison hall and watched the kin of convicts gather to talk with them! He was relieved when Doctor Clarke came in to apologize for the delay; he was a small, stout, ruddy man, with a merry e which had a trick of sobering suddenly, and a smile that merged, when least expected, into a grim tenderness of compassion. Th two disagreed stubbornly. The chap- lain clung to the conviction that there was good in every rascal that Thorne and his kind managed to send here. Thorne held the other view—that bad men were bad and good men good, and the test woujd classify them, every time, where each belonged. “Lawton? Oh, yes; a great friend ine. He helps me in the Nbrary work, and I see a lot -f him. Some- thing went wrong there, Thorne, I'm sitisfied the man's not a thief. He hasn't a streak of dishonesty In him. And, do you know, he hasn't whined jokin ame aerate Vir Maes oe once since I've known him. A good] Srvig or twenty rooms, with marble sign, that. What about him?" ee Se Et eee a aS “He was sent up for compltelty in} Gecorated by ‘the late Gaston’ La one of Parrot's jobs,"" said Thorne. “I }mouche and other. famous artists, and had a slant, the other day, that gave| 4 gatteried Ibi . ime a nation be mint bel anla'tg Duel aches ets oesma win & canentty. of us on the track—if he'd talk. Has he!” Wile he was still talking the ever said anything to you—'’ candles flickered and were snuffed out and he announced: ‘No offers, no sale.”” —>—_—_ PUNCHED IN THE EYE, bruise a baby’s skin." When it devéloped that McDermott did not have his teeth with him Re- corder Carsens adjourned the hearing until to-morrow, when McDermott will bring around his false teeth and Recorder Carsens will compare them with the marks upon Thompson's cheek. nneeedienines NOT A SINGLE BID FOR ROSTAND VILLA Biarritz House Offered at Auction Did Not At- tract Buyers. PARIS, June 28.—The late Edmond Rostand’s villa “‘Arnaga’’ at Cambo- les-Bains, was put up at auction yes- terday, but no offer was received. While the traditional three candles burned, the public auctioneer outlined to a crowd the attractions of the poet's villa and its surroundings in the Pyrenees mountains near Biar- ritz. He described the property as ry (Continued To-Morrow.) “Time Clock’’ Hubbell to Seek Votes in Hand aE eS Would Get Rail Men’s Support for Lieutenant Governorship on Bone-Dry Platform. “harles ime CLEVELAND, June 28.— H. Hubbell, better known as Clock Hubbell,” has announced him- self as a Democratic candidate for Lieutenant Governor of Ohio at the primaries on Aug. 8. Mr. Hubbell, a member of Cleveland Local No. 132, Brotherhood of Railroad Trainmen, is travelling across Ohio to ask in person the vote of every railroad man between Cleveland and Cincin- mati. Mr. Hubbell has sent broadcast e circular in which he says: “1 have no campaign fund and cannot tour the State of Ohio with @n automobile caravan, I have no machine or organization. No politica! meetings have been arranged for me, ‘but I know that every switch shanty, every caboose and arerragoane hope @ car Tour of Ohio in Ohio will be a public forum where my candidacy will be discussed, “I am hoping that kind-hearted section inen will haul me over their sections in their handcars. However, that I may meet as many railroad men as possible between Cleveland and Cincinnati, 1 shall not ride a single inch in any sort of convey- ance other than handcars. Mr, Hubbell ran as an independent candidate for Mayor of Cleveland in November, 1921, and was beaten. He was graduated from the old West High School here in 1897. At school he doted on mathematics, He got the sobriquet of ‘Time Clock” when he was running for Mayor. Then he said he would install time clocks at the doors of the vari- ous city departments and compel every one to punch his comings and goings. But he was speaking figura- tively. He meant that as Mayor he would see that every dollar of the taxpayers’ money should buy a full During the war Mr. Hubbell, thanks to his knowl- edge of figures, became an expert in dollar's worth of service. the Federal Income Tax Bureau. he calls them—in his platform to-day are: “Instead of being ‘liberalized’ the provisions of the Volstead act and other Prohibition laws should be made Every public officer takes an oath to enforce the law. 1 IT am against beer light or IT am absolutely against any more stringent, am_ no straddler. and wine—dark heavy. or light, kind of alcoholic beverage, “Trading stamps, cigar coupons, &c., should be legislated out of ex- Istence, A purche er of cigars, acquire an undivided rocking chair." interest —>—____ sraphical Unton in Indianapolis. national arbitration boar Newspaper Publishers’ the Baltimore Sun; Charles H. for example, is entitled to full value in cigars and should not be obliged to in a TO HEAR ARBITRATION CASES Committee of Publishers and Typo- INDIANAPOLIS, June 28.—An inter- 4 consisting of three representatives of the American Association and three from the International Typo- graphical Union met here yesterday to consider cases on appeal from local unions and publishers from several cities, Previously @ committee of publishers consisting of Paul Patterson, President, Taylor, Some of the planks—"high, spots,” the Boston Globe. and Hilton U, Brown, HAS WAITER ARRESTED the Indianapolis News, named H. N. Kellogg. of the Special Standing Committee of the Association pending action of the directors, and ap- pointed J. B, Pinkham, a fleld repre- irman Don Ulloa of Hondaras ye Acct- dent Brought Blow, As Don Armendo Lopez Ulloa, said to be a representative of the Honduran sentative. Government, was leaving the Plantation Tepaeronapr tath Btivet, aariy thie morning, bis hand SHIP NEWS INFORMATION | gor causne in the ato at tho entrance and accidentally struck a man; then he told the police later the man him in the eye. ‘struck Di -Day. jue To-Day. Ulloa drove to the Homerte, Southampton Rellta, Cananova . Kossuth, Palermo ; FI 28 6} accompanied by @ young Woman and Due To-Morrow. made his complaint. 13] Patrolman Gardner accompanied him back to the restaurant, where he pointed 24 20 out Joseph Carlo, thirty-two, 2751 West First Street, of No, Coney Island, Rochainbeau,. ° Pres. Taft, Southampton Due Friday. ad assaulted him. 1a, Southampton Bes oh Carlo was arrested, ae ‘Southampt erdam, Pl POLICEMAN GETS FALL Sailing To-Day. IN HUNTING BURGLARS Malls Close, Bails. esanninm migst$ Santa Marta. 9.00 A.M. Noon|Statr Collapses as He Searches Sree Toland. 2-98 AM. eon Grocery tor Thieves. 8.00 4. Noon] The police of \the Liberty Avenue PAM 100 F-M- | Station, Brooklyn, were notified early Sailing To-Morrow, with the door. of a grocery store at Maile Close. ails No. 879 Riverdale Avenue. Patrolman 2:00 FM | Timothy Murphy found the report true, ‘Noon | but entrance had not been gained, He Sal Friday. used a key to get in and explored the sare aul premises. A cellar stairway collapsed joe, Balle in| under his weight and he was thrown 2.007 M. | five feet, cutting his tac and, 1,00P.M.] ment by an ambulance 3.00 ym. ' Gt Mary's Hospital » Use. 9.00 A.M. omas. | 11.00 AM. au ++10,00 in AM trenees 1.80 P.M. West 47th Street Station in a limousine head waiter, as the man who he alleges CHAPTER Iv. HE credit of the discovery of the German spy organization before the war was entirely due to a sub-department of the War Office di- rected by officers of great skill. They had known for some time that one Karl Gustay Ernst, a barber in the Caledonian Road, who was techni- cally a British subject because he was ‘born in Eng- land, was the col- lecting centre ior German espionage All he had to do for his pittance of twenty shillings a month was to drop Germany ready stamped~with Eng- lish postage stamps into the nearest box and to transmit to Germany any replies Altogether, bered twenty-two. tered all over the country at naval and military centres and all of them the letters he received from which he _ received. his correspondents num- They were scat- were Germans. ‘The law in peace time was inadequate for dealing with them and there was the danger that if our action was precipitate the Germans would hear of agents about whom we might know nothing: it was decided to wait until it and send fresh a state of war existed before arrest- ing them. On Aug. 5 the orders went out. Twenty-one out of the twenty-two were arrested and interned simul- taneously; one eluded arrest by em- barking for Germany. The result of this sudden action} was to drop a curtain over England at the vital moment of mobilization. The German Intelligence Service was paralyzed. Ernst was sentenced to seven years’ penal servitude for his share in the business and, seeing that he was a British subject, the sentence cannot be called excessive. WAR HYSTERIA A DISEASE. Who now remembers those first feverish days of the war? I began to think in those days that war hysteria was a pathological con- dition to which persons of mature age and generally normal intelligence were peculiarly susceptible. War work was evidently not a predisp2s- ing cause, for the readiest victims were those who were doing nothing in particular. SYMPTOMS OF THE DISEASE. The delusion about illicit wireless ran very hard. The pronouncement of a thoughtless expert that an aerial might be hidden in a chimney and that messages could be received through an open window even on an iron bedstead gave a great impetus to this form of delusion. It was idle to assure the sufferers that a Marconi transmitter needed a four-horse- power engine to generate the wave, that skilled operators were listening day and night for the pulsations of unauthorized messages—the sufferers knew better. At this period the Cisease attacked even naval and military officers and special constables. If a telegrapher was sent on a motorcycle to examine and test the telegraph poles another cyclist was certain to be sent by some authority in pursuit. On one occasion the authorities despatched to the eastern counties a car equipped with a Marconi apparatus and two skilled operators to intercept any Illicit mes- sages that might be passing over the North Sea. They left London at noon. At 5 o'clock they were under lock and key in Essex. After an exchange of tel- egrams they were set free, but at 7 P. M. they telegraphed from the po- lice cells in another part of the county, imploring help. When again liberated they refused to move with- out the escort of a Territorial officer in uniform, But on the following morning the police of another county had got hold of them and telegraphed, “Three German spies arrested with car and complete wireless installation, one in uniform of British officer.” LIGHTS TO GUIDE ZEPPELINS, The longest lived of the delusions was that of the night signalling, for whenever the scare showed signs of dying down a Zeppelin raid was sure to give it a fresh start. As far as fixed lights were concerned, It was the best founded of all the delusions, because the Germans might well have inaugurated a system of fixed lights to guide Zeppelins to thei objectiv but the sufferers went a great deal further than a belief in fixed lights. Morse signalling from a window in Bayswater, which could be seen only from a window on the opposite side of the street, was believed in some way to be conveyed to the commanders of German submarines in the North Sea. VON BURSTORPH'S MANY SINS. In order to calm these self-appoint- this morning somebody was tampering He went home after treat- urgeon from ed watchers Scotland Yard invented rsonage named ‘‘von a mythical, Ped whenever a fresh ‘storph,"” re pe appeared they would say, ‘So Yon Burstorph has got to Arran,” or locality Carlisle or wherever the might. be. ‘The informant was as- HHROUGHOUT special branch was combined BY SIR BASIL THOMSON _ Chief of British Criminal Invest ert Department 1913-19 bi “Paralyzing The wireless operators refused officer.” Von Burstorph was the busiest be was accused of sending, he wi sured that the whole forces of the realm were on the heels of “von Burstorph,"” and that when he was caught he would suffer the extreme penalty in the Tower. That sent them away quite happy since they knew that the authorities were doing something. CHAPTER V. AD AD. THAT REACTED. the war the with the Criminal Investigation Department. The: is a dividing line between ordinary and political crime. The special branch wag instituted in the early eighties to cope with the Irish dynamite outrages in London and elsewhere. Shortly afterward one of the popular weekly news- pepers offered a reward to the man who would suggest the most effective form of advertisement, and some bright spirit conceived the plan of sending the Home Secretary a bomb containing a copy of the newspaper in question. From the point of view of advertisement it achieved more than he had counted upon. The parcel containing the bomb was opened by the private secretary, who immediately summoned the Inspector of Explosives, When he entered the room he found the bomb lying on the hearth-rug before a bright fire with an office chair standing over it and a group of Home Office officials in a respectful semi-circle round it. He asked what the chair was for. They explained that if the bomb went off they thought it would be some pro- tection. VARYING LINES OF DUTY. With the outbreak of the war the work of the special branch became more exacting than that of the c. I. D, It was maid-of-all-work to every public office, for, being the only department with a trained out- door staff, it was called upon for every kind of duty, from the regula- tion of carrier pigeons to investigat- ing the strange behavior of a Swiss waiter. Looking back over the eight years in which the branch was responsible, under my control, for. the safety of Ministers and distinguished foreign visitors, it is natural to take satis- taction in the fact that there has never been a mshap. Apart from the obvious danger run by the Viceroy and the Chief Secretary of Ireland, there have been anxious moments, especially during the Prime Minis- ter’s travels abroad, and if it had not been for the network of information of the plans of international assas- sins against which precautions could be taken beforehand, there have left their mark upon history. CRIMINALS IN THE BRITISH ARMY. In 1916 1,100 habitual criminals were known to be fighting. More than seventy had been killed. In one case an ex-warder serving as a private rec- ognized in his Sergeant a former pris- oner who had been in his ward, but, like a wise man, he held his tongue. One “old lag’ did give a comrade away. The Colonel of a certain bat- talion had chosen as his Sergeant Major an old soldier who had re- joined, who feared nobody and was a strict disciplinarian. All went well until one day a Corporal asked for a private interview with the Colonel and imparted to him the news that the Sergeant Major was an ex-con- viet. The Criminal Investigation Depart- ment was called upon to provide trained men for the personnel of the In- telligence Corps in France. They were the nucleus ofs what afterward be- came an important body, the Intelli- gence Pglice, who took control of the passenger traffic at the ports and of contre esffonage on the lines of com- munication. One of them whose work in Lon- don had been the detection of white slave traffickers was detailed to pro- In the street of General he recognized a Swiss French. Headquarte} been due to his investigations. followed the man, who went straight him with his identity. There, at least. important, but no! It turned out that one who knew nothing of his un- the chef. A MONUMENTAL JOB. smooth-running machinery an officer in uniform, but the following morning the police of anoth county telegraphed: “Three spies arrested; one in uniform of a Britis) might have been incidents that would) tect the Commander in Chief, Lord whose deportation from England psa e to Lord French's headquarters. He stopped him on the doorstep and taxed one would have said the capture was the man had been engaged by some savory character as an assistant to It may be imagined that the enor- mous rush of correspondence in those first days of the war dislocated the of the the German Secret Service” Because a German barber named Ernst was underpaid, every spy in England was arrested on midnight, Aug. 4. to move without the protection of i spy in England, but like the signate ' purely imaginary. special branch. Piles of unopen lei ters lay on the floor, great stacks of docketed letters stood on every table. They were working I do not know how many hours overtime and bg the flood of correspondence threatening to submerge them. In those first few months I do not think that any of us left the office before midnight. I know that not a few Englishmen thought that when America began to send over staff officers to Blurope they would not want to learn from our experience but would be more fm- clined to put us under instruction. They were quite wrong. The whole attitude of the American officer was exactly what good sense would pre- scribe. | Never during the whole course of the war or afterward was there any, difference between my American friends and myself. We worked as one organization, and when they had had time to extend theirs until 1% reached all over Europe I thought sometimes that it was the better of the two. Nor must I forget the Amertegg, Journalist. It had been a tradition! some British official circles to be afraid of the journatist, probably lest his trained persuasiveness might have induced them to open their mouths when they meant to keep them shut. I have always found it best to be per- fectly open with them, to tell them as much as they ought to know for the proper understanding of the question, and then to settle with them what they shall publish. I hay known an American journalist ex the limits within which he has prom- ised to keep. AN UNCOMMUNICATIVE VISITOR. In those early days would swim into my horizon. morning information came to me that a gigantic American had arrived at the Carlton Hotel ahd had declared his intention of buying a yacht in order to pay a visit to ‘the Kaiser. He thought a few minutes’ straight talk between them would finish the war. I invited him to call and there waiked into my room a very menacing figure. He was well over six feet and must have weighed quite 250 pounds, He stood there glaring at me with his hat on, chewing “e stump of a clgar. “Won't you take off your hat and sit down?'’ I began. “I'd rather stand." “We don’t usually, smoke in office. “I am not smoking.” (The cigar ‘was unlighted.) “T hear that you are going to buy, a yacht.” “That's my busines: At this, my assistant, who was @i- most equally powerful, rose to his full height. I think he expected that my, visitor intended mischief. After this unpromising beginning it was useless to question him further and we Throughout the interview -he had relaxed his scowl. HAD ESCAPED TO LIVERPOOL. Later in the afternoon the Amert- can Embassy received a cable to the effect that a gentleman of large means, who was mentally unstable and was being looked after by his friends privately, had eluded them and embarked for Liverpool. The name corresponded with that of my friend of the hat and the cigar. I was asked whether I saw any way, of restoring the gentleman to his re~ lations. It was a desperate venture, but [ tried it. I sent a courtly inspector to the hotel with Instructions to be mystert- ous but urgent in an invitation to eeme down at once to another inter- view. He came and this time I did not trouble him with preliminaries. {| I looked round to see that all the . were closed and then addressed “IT want to give you a word of ad- vice,"’ I said. ‘Ask me no questions, hut if you are wise you will do ex- actly as T say. There 1s a boat leav~ ing for New York to-morrow morning, Don't stop to think; just go by it. If the matter had not been so urgent in your own interests I would not have sent for you. Now waste no time,’ He looked at me blankly for a mo- ment and left the room with word. Two hours later inquiries made at the hotel. He had looked in for a moment to pay his bill and’ had left without his luggage. A telegram to Liverpool brought the reply that he had gone on board the steamer, booked his passage and had| locked himself in his cabin. We heard later that he was met by his friends and that the luggage had been sent on after him. Copyright, 1922, Doubleday Page & Co, (To Be Continued.) PARACHUTE STORY A HOAX. Jumper Admi\ That 3 Persons Beat Death. WICHITA, Kan, June 28,—The re- ported miraculous escape near here re- cently of three persons by leaping in which went into « tailepin at an elevation of parachutes from an airplane ts Falsity of Report 8,000 feet was a hoax, James J. Higgins, engineer of the United States Army Bervioe, anmounced to-day. Higgins, sent here from MoCook Field, Dayton, 0., to make an investigation, said that R. H. Norman, professional parachute jumper, when pressed for # detailed account of the exploit, admitted there was no basis for his tale, REFRIGERATOR MAKERS MERGE, A consolidation of the Brunswick Re- frigerating Company of New Brune- wick, N. 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