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FALSE WITNESS
the story tf a man and a
(OBprrUM, inn
by th Associated Newspapers,
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CJUrTBn XXt-tCoiitlnued)
B',
tTT what exactly did Mw DereviJ wnnt
i from lief companion? Mnud found her-
ftedfnnt a llttln puzzle. From Iho wording;
of th Advertisement he hfld gathered
thnt her employer wag of a atudlous lii'n
of mind. Bh had been prepared to read ths
ttfaMIca -with her or modern French and
German literature. But Mia Dereve
tvnntrd none of these thlncD. She could
dlflcus Intelligently enough Iho thlnpm
that Interested the peoplo In her world
tt little art or the latest novel. She was
an enthunlast for the drama, which she
regarded aa aomethlng distinct from a
play, she knew that Futurism stood for
green or purple hair and a magpie cos
tume But aho openly disclaimed any In
tention of studying anything "1 guess
you must have been bored some at col
lege," aho remarked sympathetically to
Maud. "I Just couldn't Bit still with a
book for five minutes when I was at
ehoel." "Why. then, had she wanted a
companion with academlo attnlnmenla?
Miss Plessev vr&K at a loss to understand,
Probabty Uncle Eustace had put that In,
Maud deckled. In the hope of perauadlnB
Monty to moro serious study If so he
never gave tho eompnnlon any Indication
of tho role ha wished her to assume. Ho
seemed to find everything his niece did
perfectly satisfactory
Miss Dereve belonged to several Ud'es'
clubs and had lots of friends. She went
out a great deal to dances and theatres
and bridge parties. She tried hard to per
suade Maud to accompany her, "You'd
bs no end of a success," she said enthu
slastlcnlly "You're so lovely. All the
men'd be wild after you. We could have
n dandy time." Dut Maud had resisted
her appeals and flattery "You remember
r stipulated when you engaged me that 1
should not be asked to go Into society,"
she reminded tho Impetuous Monty. "I
don't like It, and I haven't any clothes;
o please don't ask mo again."
So Maud found herself left very much
to her own devices. 8he began to write
again, to fight down the thoughts of Mar
tin that would come crowding back. 8he
took tho car (which Monty Implored her
to use as often as she liked) for long
spins out Into the country. Life would
have been very pleasant If she had not
i. been haunted by memories of golden
hojirs passed on tho Sldl's deck.
' After two or threo days Miss Dereve be
came distinctly confidential and began to.
discuss those things which two young
Blrla left together will Inevitably talk
about.
"Do you bellevo In love at first sight,"
MUst Boblnson?" she asked one evening.
They were In Maud's sitting room and
Monty stood beside the fireplace fidgeting
'Vlth some tiny carved Ivory figures on
the mantelpiece.
"Well, yes. I think so. I think alt real
love comes pretty much at first sight,"
answered Maud reflectively.
"That's Just what I feel." said Monty
eagerly. "You know when I begrn Just
being friendly 'with a boy I stop right
there. I've always felt that with men
until quite lately " She hesitated for
v. a few seconds, then continued: "I want
to ask your advice. Miss Robinson. I
think you'd understand Uncle Eustace
wouldn't he'd only laugh, and there's no
ono else I can really talk to "
She paused again and then plunged.
"Fact la. Miss Robinson, I'm Just crazy
on a man, and I don't know If he cares
for me. He's In America Just now, but
will be back on this side before long. I
believe really he thinks me still a kid
5"m only 17, you know. But I'm Just wild
about him. Now what am I to do? Can
I tell him or would 'ne think It too
awful?"
Maud looked thoughtful. "It depends
on the man," she said at length. "No
decent man would think worse of you.
But 'you'd have to be very sure' of your
self and of him too. It's a big
thing to do and you're very younS.'
Tho American Blrl flung h'aV half-?
smoked cigarette Into the grate."Whatr
would you do If you cared for hlra like
mad?" she asked abruptly.
Maud colored and then turned pale, "I?
Oh well " She picked up the poker
and hammered viciously at one of the
glowing- wooden logs. "I I was once In
the same position and I told the man I
cared for him," The poker clattered to
the ground. Maud got up and walked over
to the window "Then" her voice sound
ed sharp and tense "when he told me he
cared for me too I gave him up."
"Myl" ejaculated Miss Dereve, "how
ever could you?"
Maud began to pace the tiny room. "I
had no choice," she said fiercely. "Fate
was against us both. It was as though
lightning struck tho world and shriveled
everything up quite suddenly. One day the
grass was green and the sun shiny the
next life seemed like a dusty road." She
pulled herself up abruptly. "One thing I
can tell you, Miss Dereve," she continued
In a tired voice, "It's easier to give up a
man before he's made love to you than
after!"
Whatever had been the effect of this
conversation on Monty Dereve on Maud
it had been singular and disturbing. It
was the first time she had referred even
indirectly to Martin to any living soul
since she had left her mother at Bright
ton. Memories crowded back In a head
long, aching flood. Fiercely she longed
to feel the touch of his hand, to hear the
sound of his voice even to see him at a
distance. She had heard nothing about
him for the last two months. Suddenly
she resolved that she must see him again,
even if he did not know her. She must
find out what he was doing
Tho next evening she found herself
alone In the house. Miss Dereve and her
uncle were dining with friends and doing
a theatre afterward. Maud asked for
dinner to be served in her little sitting
room Immediately afterward she
slipped on a big, shapeless motorcoat that
Monty had Insisted on lending her for
driving, pulled a small hat well down
oyer her hair, and tied on a thlckly
potted veil As she surveyed herself In
the glass she flattered herself that she
was fairly well disguised.
Thrusting her hands into her pockets
she walked down the windy, half-made
road that led to the heath. The keen,
cutting wind reminded her of those nights
ai sea As If ahe ever needed remind
teg. when their memory was with her
always! It was foolish what she waa
doing now, and weak, too. Something
within uer shouted that she didn't care.
She turned up the collar of her coat
ar-d held her head well down aa she
walked up Victoria street. Nevertheless,
a man lounging past Enderby Mansions
looked at her sharply aa she turned In
at the door The indicator said that Mr.
Arrol waa out. She hesitated for. a mo
ment, then entered the lift and ascended
U the door of Richard Arrol's flat.
Mr Arrol was out, said the servant
who appeared In answer to her ring. Mr.
Martin Arrol? oh. Mr. Martin waa In
Amrtcar-had sailed about a week ago
, aBd was expected back In about a tort
ItifkU'a time Would she leave a card?
or a message7 Maud shook her head.
I'll write," she sold briefly, knowtng
that she would not. but feeling It neces
sary to give some explanation of Iter
visit
bo Martin was in America, Whatever
. waa he doing there? she wondered. Was
ke lejjowing up a clue? Was he still try-
i tec; to clear himself It seamed almost like
vW-or was tt only business? She felt
t'xpMiiy to cry with vexation What a cold
ijtoUh aa (be top of her feverish resolve
PI'S see Mw again at all haxarda Oh. it
t'T 1 KHnb.atalv all r, rh hMBi Rr th
Hmt fee came back from America this
Hrltament would nave worn off Save
would have herself belter In hand. In
a way it waa relief. And yee the utter
tanlf&s'1
Tfe man who bad watched her eater
Ibr maflaioiui passed her. and presently
c(Hitj fcei m Haud noticed with
uuu uAMtsiJtew the searcbia glances
Us -i 1m mtVi lawirt uti pun lit
girl, and circumstances which were altered through the intervention
of a kindly disposed fate.
She had had experience In the last few
weeks of men who tried to speak to her
as she went nbout the streeta alone. This
man WAS hardly the usual type He worn
an unbuttoned overcoat, new enough but
badly cut, a bowler hat, tilted slightly
over his eyes, nnd curious squarelocd
boots. A thick sliver watch chain, she
noticed, dangled across his waistcoat.
Wt face was Insignificant except for eyes
that seemed wide awake and Intelligent.
tMalid felt vaguely uneasy. She nulled
he coat collar up higher about her ears
and quickened her steps. She looked
round her for a bus, but none was In
sight, surely unusual In Victoria street,
she reflected. She was quite certain the
man was following her. He had crossed
over to the opposite side of the street, but
there were few people about, and she wns
still aware of his footsteps. Sho hnd
meant to walk up Whitehall to Charing
Cross, but held up her hand to n prowling
taxi, hoping to lenvo the man behind,
She got out nt the Charing Cross station
of the Hampstead Tube. For n moment
she thought she hnd shaken olf this un
wanted follower: then, hint as ahn reached
tho ticket window she saw him come
down the steps Into the booking hall. In
a loud voice she asked for a ticket for
Tottenham Court road. She fancied sho
heard him repeat her words to the clerk.
In the lift ho managed to brush up
ngnlnst her She turned her back on him,
but felt his scrutiny, though when shj
turned sharply round to confront him Ills
eyes were glued to the latest edition of
tho Evening News.
Maud felt both nngry nnd alarmed Sho
felt certain this man was a detective His
boots betrayed him, she remarked cyni
cally to herself. Sho remembered she hnd
once heard a militant suffragist who had
had much experience of the police forou
say thnt you could alwajs tells a detec
tive or a plain clothes man by his feet.
Sho had expected, of course, that her
mother and Huron would set a detecttvo
to watch for her. She had not considered
that they would probably have Martin's
flat watched as well. She bit her lip
with vexation. She had got herself Into
a pretty mess with this wlld-gooso chase
and had got nothing for it. Well, sho
had got to get rid of tho man somehow
beforo she went on to Hampstead. Sho
would havo a try at Tottenham Court
road.
But Euaton was tho very nearest she
could let ihlm track. Sho bleBsed the man
for going about his work so clumsily. If
ho had shown a llttlo moro flnesso she
might havo taken him on to Hampstead
before sho discovered that sho was being
followed,
Surely It ought to bo easy enough to
slip a man in tho tube. Sho meditated
deeply, biting her lips as tho train Jerked
Into a atop at Leicester Square. Tho man
was watching her from the next compart
ment. She had only two moro minutes
to think of something.
Suddenly nn Idea struck her, nnd her
faco relapsed Into a smile. "I'll get even
with you yet, Mr. Detective," she mut
tered to herself.
Tho train drew up at Tottenham Court
rond and Maud stepped out onto tho plaU
form. Then Bhe waited. Tho man emerged
also and walked slowly toward tho exit.
He looked surprised as Maud did not
move. He walked slowly back again,
twisting his small mustache nervously
with .his fingers.
Maud looked at him with a smile In
her eyes as ho passed. The spirit of tho
chase was upon her now. She was be
ginning to relish the adventure.
A gTeen light leapt to the Indicator.
"Hlghgate train," called out the porter.
Maud moved toward the entrance, the
man keeping almost at her elbow. With
one foot on the platform of the smoking
.compartment he watched her enter tho
one next door and take tho first seat.
Then he entered the smoking car. It
was rather full and he had to pass some
distance before he found a seat.
Z- There remained only one passenger to
board the train, Tne conductors nana
fidgeted with the lever. Maud leaned
forward. "Is this right for Leicester
Square?" she asked.
"Other side. Miss," replied the con
ductor without a sign of Impatience. Ho
was used to ladles wno did not Know in
which direction they were traveling.
Maud sprang to her feet. "Walt a
moment," she cried, "I must get out
here!"
The train waa beginning very slowly
to move. The conductor shrugged his
shoulders and Maud sprang out onto the
platform.
The man In the next compartment
Jumped to his feet and ran down the car.
The gates clashed In his face and the
train swept out of the station.
Maud drew a deep breath. "What an es
cape!" she said beneath her breath. Then
she raced toward the exit. At the corner
of Oxford street she hailed a taxlcab,
"Hampstead as quick as you can," she
said. "I'll tell you tho address later."
She leaned back In the cab and laughed
outright. She hnd enjoyed the chase and
could have chuckled over tho detective's
discomfiture. But the Incident hod Its
grave side. Her mother, or Huron, or
both, would now know she was in Lon
don and would redouble their efforts to
And her. Of course, they could not com
pel her to return home; but once Huron
could communicate with her tio would
be able to present that dreadful ulti
matum. Sho wondered what ho would do If she
put it out of her power to accede to his
demand by marrying Martin. Would he
then, as diplomatists say, yield to the
Inexorable logic of the accomplished fact?
That -would indeed be a glorious solution
of the difficulty. But Martin was In
America.
Sho reached home at the moment the
postman was delivering letters at the
house. She took them from him as she
opened the door wtth her own latchkey.
The uppermost envelope bore an Ameri
can stamp and waa addressed to 'Miss
Dereve In tho fhandwrltlng- of Martin
Arrol. .
CHAPTER XXII,
D'
URING the scant remainder of the
voyage Arrol exchanged no word with
Huron. Tempted to wreak 'his authority
on the man personally, he realized that
violence would be as futile an the deck of
a Cunarder as at home In London.
Thrown thus together, the men were In
a position to strike a bargain, to arrive
at some compromise; but Martin was too
exasperated with the double-dealing and
persistent lying of his opponent tq (en
tertain the Idea of negotiations had
Huron proposed It. The two men avoided
one another, though each suspected the
other of watching htm. So far did Mar
tin's caution extend that he abandoned
a half-formed Intention of notifying his
approaoh to Dereve by wireless. Ha had
heard that It was possible to read mes
sages transmitted In this -way by. the
sound, and there was always! the danger
that Huron might use some sort of In
fluence with the operator.
That lils rival knew anything about
Dereve. Martin thought unlikely. How
ever, the plans had come into the posses
sion of hi partner a crotner: it coma not
as far a a. be, could see, have been through
the agency-of Huron. The man had fol
lowed him, be was still convinced. In the
hop of flndmg Maud in his company, in
the same hope he would doubtless dog his
footsteps serosa America if need were.
If the chase led htm Into a lonely spot,
so mucn the better. Martin could then
administer the eastlgatlon which, next to
taking Maud la his arms again, he looked
forward to as the richest reward of bla
labors.
The weather had been so bad that It
waa Sunday morning before they entered
the Hiumoo. New lork la not a city
much loved by the traveler, and Maruh
aetested It On tne rt day of the week.
like Lund on and ulataow. it i at I (a
worst Tu add to the uyfceaaaat appear-
.n.-a It eiajteoted to te Inaarotng pM
EVENING TJEX)GEBrnii;A'DEEPHrA WRT)EHT)-AT. JTTCT
By EDMUND B. D'AUVERGNE
Author of "Her Husband's Wldotf," Etc
sengers. rain was drilling steadily. The
badly paved streets were slimy and shin
ing, the rain dripped In filthy black drops
from the arches of th elevated railroad.
To MBrtln, so long accustomed to die
skies of Africa nnd southern Europe, the
scene was peculiarly depressing.
"Stilt," he consoled himself, "It might
bo Philadelphia or Glasgow. I have much
to be thnnkful for"
He handed over his trunk to nn MPt""
man and watked to nn old-fashioned hotel
downtown, close to the old Trinity
Church. He walked because he was In
no particular hurry and because he knew
thnt It U much more difficult to dog a
man unoberved when ho la on foot than
when he Is In n vehicle. He aw his
enemy In the custom house, but they hnd
hot conie within speaking dlstnnce. Huron
apparently made no effort to follow him.
It would be ensy enough, Arrol remem
bered, for tho man to trace him by In
quiring of the expressman or going the
round nt the hotels.
After lunch he took tho elevated up to
West "1st street, tho address given him
by his partner. Ho had not advised the
man he was In search of he conceived
It quite possible that he would bo ex
tremely reluctant to talk with one who
had been so prominently associated with
the ries8cy rase,
The house he found, was divided Into
"apartments'1- or flats. He ascended In
a lift, which ho hnd to work himself, and
rnng tho bell of file flat lettered T Aa
he stood In tho silent, dnrk passage, ho
looked nt the door curiously. It wns n
door opening upon the past, beyond which
lay n dend man's secret,
Ho waited some time, but thero was
no response. He began to be sorrv that
lie had not made an appointment Th
prospect of wandering nbout the rain
swept streets of New York on n Sunday
afternoon was not Inviting. Ho pushed
tho bell vigorously, pressing It for fully
two minutes.
Ho heard a fnr-oft volco yell, "Stop that
tarnation row!" and presently caught the
sound of slippered feet coming along the
passage The door opened, and at the
same time the electrlo light was switched
on from within.
Martin saw a very tall man In dressing
gown and slippers a man wtth dark
brown hair worn longlsh after tho Amer
ican fashion, rather flno blue oyes, nnd
well-chiseled features. Ho wore no mus
tache, but ho had evidently not shaved
that day. If his hair had been an Inch
or two longer and ha had cultivated a
goatee, ho might havo passed for a sec
ond cousin of Buffalo Bill, Joaquin Miller
nnd other worthies If tho Wild West.
"Who tho douce nre you, anyway" ne
demanded, eyeing Martin angrily. "I
thought the whole apartment house was
on fire. Ain't It posBlblo for a. man to
have a quiet sleep on Sunday afternoon
In his own homo without all tho drum
mers and shysters In Now York city com
ing and rousing him like"
"Sorry I'vo disturbed your slumbers,"
Interrupted tho Englishman curtly. "Pel
ha'ps I ought to have made an appoint
ment. Anyhow, I've Just come across the
Atlantic to see you, so you might aa
well let mo In. My name's Martin Arrol
your brother's partner and I've come on
tho firm's business that is, it I'm speak
ing to Mr. Sydney Dereve.
(CONTINUED TOMORROW.)
The Daily Story .
In the Garden Below
Delicto. Bllpped Joyously into the soft,
pink silks of her costume. Tho young
woman possessed a temperament and
could; writo in nothing save pink pink
fiom her slippers to tho largo bow that
confined a mass of copper ringlets at
tho nape of her neck. Her cheeks
rlvaleu;,the.plnk of tljajfrock, for Inspira
tion had comd suddenly and she could
scarcely contain herself until she reached
her den.
She glanced out at tho rambling old
house in tho next garden; it had been
vacant so long that the windows wcro
almost hidden behind tho unkept vines.
A desultory litigation had hung over Its
stately premises so long that Dellcla had
decided to malto use, of the privacy It
afforded.
Consequently, Dellcla carried her writ
ing paraphernalia to a. small den-like
room on the third floor. Fortunately for
the girl's temperament, the walls bore
traces of pink flowors, and with the
touches which artistic hands can give,
Dellcla soon had an attractive workBhlp.
Arrived In her bower, the girl peeped
out through the porthole of her window
she had sacrificed the vines to that
extent and sighed as she gazed wist
fully at the old garden so rich In pos
sibilities, but so much In need of loving
handB to guide its straying vines and
tangles' of old-world flowers.
Dellcla had not time herself. Her
Btorles demanded every moment.
"Eesldes," she murmured to the gar
den, "some one might see me and then
I might be put out of my lovely room."
She grew fearsome at the very thought
and went desperately to work on the
story In her mind.
For an hour or more her typewriter
clicked. When tho best of her thoughts
were safely down she became more con
scious of outward sounds. .
Gradually It came to her senses that a
peculiar grating nolae had been going on
for some time. At the same moment a
voice was humming "My Love Is Like a
Red, Red Rose."
Dellcla Jumped up cautiously and peered
through the opening in the vines. She
started back, then quickly resumed her
position as she realized her safety.
A man was digging in the garden below.
Surprise, Indignation, Joy were mingled
In the expression that any one dared to
enter what Bhe had grown to consider
her own, and Joy that tho old garden
waa at last coming into Its own, for tho
man below waa working like a .happy
'slave over paths and vines and rose
trees.
Dellcla made her cup of tea alowly and
thoughtfully while she cast occasional
glances into the garden or, rather, at tho
man In the garden. That he waa big
and well knit was easily seen and that
his head was crowned with gold was
equally apparent, but his features were
not discernible.
She gave up the attempt and sat down
to her tea. Gloom brooded In her eyes.
"Has some horrible person bought the
place?" was the question uppermost In
Dellcla's mind. Bhe cast another glance1
through the vines. "He Isn't so horrible
at that," sho confided to herself with a
sparkle In her eyes. "Anyway. I shall
Just watt and See. Ho oan't any ore
than put me out."
But Martin Duane did not dispossess
Dellcla. And as the weeks -wore oruhe
apparently did not once become conscious'
of the pair of gray eyes that followed
him In his work about the garden.
The magazines suffered the loss of
Dellcla's work. Up in the pink den De
llcla grew peevish because her -well-trained
brain refused to compose beauti
ful stories; it preferred to take vivid
interest in every movement of the man In
the garden.
The garden thrived and blossomed Into
a veritable fairyland of eoler. The man
seamed to take particular care of the
roses; to Dellcla's longing eyes tt looked
as if the pink ones grew defiantly larger
and more deslrsMo tljatt the others.
As June wore toward Its eiose the girl
found herself consciously Jealous of the
pink roses; especially waa she Jealous
of the tender care which was given to
one bush. The man spent hours tending
the glorious bud that waa slowly opening
tt heart to tb garden. Ue pruned and
netted and watched tt with the eyas of
I a mm.
- JU DalicU'a dir tot . cluster at those
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roses became a passion. When the man
In the garden burled his head In their
Pink depths to inhale their sweetness
sho felt that sho must rush down and
clutch some of them to her own heart,
Upon tho night of tho big donco In the
town hall Dellcla stood beforo her mir
ror and gazed nt tho pink cloud reflected
there.
"I need that ono rose," she said to her
self. "My costume Is Incomplete with
out It. I simply must havo It for my
hair."
Sho slipped quietly out and gilded
through tho moonlight Into tho garden
next door. Onco in tho garden Dellcla
forgot everything savo tho glorious mo
ment. She wandered aboufcthe rose paths
Inhaling draught after draught of their
sweetness nnd looking always for tho
one pink beauty. Tho moonlight turned
them all about until they looked like"
llttln pale souls playing about In tho
garden.
"You beauty'" she cried aloud when
her fingers found the one they sought
"Oh h, but you havo thorns!" she mur
mured oh she tried to break tho stem.
"Perhaps I can cut it for you." A
voice, musical nnd rich, came out from
the moonlight.
"Oh hi" Dellcla slipped quietly down
nmong the roses.
The man hastily threw away his cigar
and stooped over tho girl.
"Great Scott! I didn't mean to startle
you, child!" He picked the pink cloud
up In his arms and gazed down at her
face. "You beautyl" he muttered under
his breath.
Martin Duane picked a great rosebud
hastily nnd drew it gently across the
girl's brow. It wns cool and Dellcla's
eyes opened slowly.
"Thank goodness," cried the man ns
his eyes looked deep Into the great gray
opes. So fascinated was ho that ha for
got for the moment that he was holding
her close In his arms.
"I am better now," she said.
He released her and said quickly, "I
am a brute to have startled' you, so
especially when I have waited so long
for you to como down from your sky."
Dellcla cast a startled glance at him.
"You have known7"
"I Baw you slip through your gate and
Into this house almost the first day,"
Martin Duane spoke wtth a wonderful
tenderness. "You had on something pink
like this." He touched the scarf that
hung from her shoulder. "That la why I
put In so many pink flowers," he said
simply.
Dellcla looked up at the man and her
breath came quickly.
"And I would have taken your very
finest rose," she said.
"Yours," he corrected her. "I had made
up my mind that If I hadn't managed
to meet you before that rose came Into
full bloom I would send It up to you
with a plea for youi" "
"It Is in full bloom," said Dellcla softly.
The man stooped over the bush nnd cut
the rose. He very carefully removed all
the thorns and put It Into her hand.
A moment later he said, "I have bought
this place."
Dellcla was silent for a moment, but In
that moment something, subtle nnd In
tangible though It was, told her that she
need never give up the pink den.
(Copyright, 1315.)
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KELLY TRADING PILLS
PHOTOPLAY COMEDIAN
CAN'T GET KILLED
BilHe Reeves Finds Atlantic
City Aviator Obdurate Over
Plunge at 60 Miles an Hour.
THIS IS TOM M'NAUGHTON
Tho abovo categorical assertion
is necessary beforo any playgoer
oc photoplaygoer will recognize
in this nattily dressed gentleman
tho comedian of "Suzi.'who is
now with tho Lubin' forces.
By the Photoplay Editor
Blllle Reeves, Lubln's ncrobatlo
comedian, not only distinguished himself,
but enme dangerously near extinguishing
himself, at Atlantic City last week white
being filmed In a new comedy, under the
direction of Arthur Hotnllng.
The plan was for Dill to go up In a
hydro-aeroplane, drop Into the Atlantic
Ocean and be rescued by the life guards,
Dill was perfectly willing to take the
chance, nnd everything was ready for the
big flop Into the sea when he and the
aviator soared skyward. Up In the air.
Wonderful story the logs
could tell before they reach
us as structural lumber
Just as wonderful, too,
after they've left us some
for humble cottages, soma
for massive palaces!
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however, tho aviator's safety-first
scruples asserted themselves, nnd he re
fused to nllow tho comedian to drop out.
"We'ro making over GO miles now, and
If you Jump out you'll kill yourself,"
yelled the aviator to BUI.
"Get down to a hundred feet and out
I go," shouted Bill back nt him.
"No, you won't," barked the aviator.
"I'm not going to Btand for anybody
killing himself from this plane."
Back and forth the comedian nnd avij
ntor shouted their arguments. Tho for
mer Insisted he wns going to mako tho
Jump; the latter was firm in his deter
mination not to let him. Then Bill, qutto
rjeoved by this time, stood up to carry
out his original Intention. Tho hydro
neroplano gave a sudden lurch, did a
downward skid, nnd the aviator was al
most knocked out of his seat by Bill's
sitting down on him. Tho aviator, by
quickness of mind, righted the hydro
aeroplane, but It landed on the surface
of tho water with a crash that almost
sent the two men overboard. Both were
considerably shaken up and bruised, and
when Hotnllng arrived In his motorboat
the comedian nnd the aviator were ex
changing frank and uncomplimentary re
marks as fast as they could speak the
language.
"William Faversham will make his first
appearance as a screen actor In the lead
ing role of "The Right of Way" very
Ehortlv. Tho film Is taken from Sir Gil
bert Parker's novel of the same title, nnd
many Bcenes In the production were ob
tained at Tlnsbury, Canada, the place
where the leading events related In the
book were supposed to have occurred,
Th)s production Is staged on an un
usually large and pretentious scale. John
TV. Noble, who directed the action, re
quired ten v.oeks In which to complete
the Canadian scenes alone, atyl It Is said
that an outlay of $JO,000 was necessary to
defray expenses. Jane Grey and a care
How Death Lurks
In Your Mouth
Sunday's article on "Why
, Good Teeth Mean a Long Life" was
just the forerunner of this secondh
and even MORE importantarticle
on the Subject of mouth-hygiene by
Woods Hutchinson, A. ML, M.D.
Tracing the history ,of mankind by
teeth-efficiency, Dr. Hutchinson gives you
the vital facts about how your very life is
governed by your two rows of ivories.
You'll enjoy the humor and literary merit
of this second article as much as you'll
profit by the valuable information it offers.
Be sure you read-it in the
Sunday, July lift
PUBLIC ti&&I,EDGER
Order from your dealer today
fully selected cast will support ut
Faversham. ''
To -meet the exigencies of the phot
play, nn entire village was erected on iS
Mad Itlvcr byilhe Bolfe Company, mS
tii tatAl hum,! in ifiA .rmi-j . '
' '. ' ".. "iVti." "V. . .".. .Dmn aai
nuincruuo riiiiuicu ncm uocu in me V'
ous scenes which called for the frrtr,i
ment of l&rge ctowds. From a BMetarBiSl
lar Rs'welt ns dramatic standpoint "rSl- f
ItlRht of Way" Is said to be one of tbi 1
Following n series of one-reel fom '
dies, the Headline Amusement Oompw,
announces that It will make a rnlnisVi
turn production of "Romeo nnd Juilst'
with Mttle Will Archie nnd dlmlmithV
Violet Howard In the title roles. tj
entire company will ho made up 0f t'
stars of tho Lilliputian world. "Romea
ana Juliet" win do in live reels Xhs
present plan Is to start making this m.'j
ture September 1. v
M'ee-wee a uourisnip - is tne Hl9 -
the first of the bne-reel releases, featbr.
Ing Will Archie and the original Mn
uaiier... , avui -iiuiiiu. i.ciciising a(
rantTements have not been concluded .
aa mnnv offers for'Stato rlnhla hava k..
made to the Headline Amusement Con.i
pany.
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Theatrical Baedeker
KtitTit'S-Conrby and Lehalr In "Ths Kn
I'hvtiMAh''! Theodore Bendlr and hi b.lii
nhnn, Plfl.,,,1 II. ft Watch Cl,Ba.. -i
edltui; Moaconl Urothers. dancers, John it
Hennliaw and Ornce Avery In "A VauatrffiS
Table d'Hote"t Ethel MaetJonouith. In rSI
".'.".' --'- rrr:.L:i"? ''".
nmelty movie;
BkfUcra' nijouv
tegs Nonsense,' and ilearet-Sellt Nti
NIXON'S anAND "The Fashion Shop" ll
Hum Janscn. a musical show nt .'
Van and Carrie Avery In "Itastus. the NiiJi
Porter"! Denny and. Doyle, slnilnr tin.k
Montrose and Bardellt Little Miss Ju,'4
rnmedtenne and dancer: the n,i,:S.(
Troupe of gymnasts, and comedy movies. SB '
WOODSIDE5 PARK -Vaudeville prorrtnV t
,1,-aa n.prM.mttiPM rlftllv. Tti, ma. I....- Yl 3BK-
2:ln, will be tree to Woodsldo Park pstfimU
CXCepi on naiuruay, ill mo evening. wi
KS,
nail
niuiiDi !' ..i .-.., ..,,,
small a.
mlswon res ror in ironi rows.
cnoss KEYS-Flrst half of week! The Slip, i
attl Opera Company: Troy and Albany, Ji. '
era and dancers! Marjorle Fairbanks tcA
company ln"Th Elopement": Norrls an
park! The Threo, Escardes, gymnasts, a .
Mary Plckford's "Heart's Adrift." Seconi
half of week! Marlnba. Bank: HealV .51
Healy: Wayne and the warren Sisters. f!.. ,
lord and Wilson and Mary ricklord la "Tin
BnOWN. On July 4. 1015. AGNES. triW
, Tnn.A- 11.AH.M H.t.llv.. M...I f-il.'"'"
In.1,.1 .k n(AH hM flt.ir.lf .. rT--.-? .
July 8. at 2 o'clock, from her late reil!
nonce, i4L 01. .Aloans bu inieraiflQt si
Mount Morlah Cemetery.
TiTC.tnnNr nn t.,i a iaik -nTThtri....
DEACON, Jr. Funeral services on Thtiridif si
afternoon, at 3 o'clock, at his late reiHm-i n I
4530 Locust st. Interment private. Plan"
umii uu.YGrrj,
DUFFY. Suddenly, on July 4, 1015, HE.
BECCA T wife of the late Michael fwft
aged 02 yeara. Relatives and friends art &
vtted to attond the funeral, on Thuniti
morning at 0 o'clock, from the residence cf
her son-in-law, George M. Young, 123 5
Md st. Interment private. Remains mir tu
viewed .Wednesday evening after T o'rieet
GTtAULEY. On July 6, 101B, OEOR0E.C
husband of Rose Orauley. nelatlrii uj
friends are Invited to attend the-(unenl i,rt,
ices, on Friday, at 3 p. m., from kH UH
residence, 2230 N. 13th at. Interment prlnti.
MrlNTYME. On July 4. 101B, PAtlttSs
THOMPSON, wife of late J. Henry Itc
Intyre. Relatives and friends, also Cms
No, 01, P. O. of A., and Betsy Ross Hen
No. 42. Brotherhood of ths Union, are Is.
vlted to attend the funeral services. fa
Thursday, July b, ibid, at uao e'tioefcT;!
from her late residence.
m.1 N. Park ait..
.interment private, at ix.uaiaa uemeterr.
private,
MITCHELL. At his residence. 1722 Chut-
nut st.. on July 4, 1013, Hon. JAMES T.
MITCHELL, In his 81st year. Relatives lntj
friends, also members of the Bocietv of tu3
Cincinnati, Loyal Legion and Sons of tht
Revolution, are Invited to attend the funettl)
services, on inursaay mornlnr. at 10 o'clock..
at the apartments of Oliver II. Balr. 11293
Chestnut at. Interment private. Please omit'
nowers,
PACKARD. Suddenly, on July B. 101S,
ELIZA OILPIN. wife of C. B. W. PacksrJ
Funeral serlces In the Church of St. JameTl
the Less, Falls ot Schuylkill, on ThursdsjJj
8CIIIIOEDK.R. Entered Into rest In Lancst
ter. Pa., on July 0 101S KATIinitlNU
ItATlR. widow of the late -rnnrl RhrAH..!.
In the SOth year of her age. Services and sf
! ,nl nrlvate. W
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