r B -. &mrFR' iRm BE THREE STRINGS fltovrfoftt. 1P1I, bv D. Applttm Jt Co. tSopvrtnhl, Publlo lit&otr. Company :READ THIS FIRST lyn' Preston finds a stranger In the library of her home. An my shows death was duo to la acid, probably administered herry brandy. Her mother and istepfathr, Peter Burnnam, e but can throw no iignt on tne tery. Captain La. Montagne, In 4 with Evelyn, learns from tan" Van Ness that his letters Evelyn have been Intercepted. y suspect Burnham. Burnham ;4 Maynard. a frlond. visit Palm ifc -.an architect, and Hayden. a :ferBlclan. Whilo they nro discuss- fog; tho mystery Burnham Is shot ly homebody unknown. Palmer ,jtBhes to tho door and Is there met S4y Montagne, who inquires ror 'Vmhe Van Ness apartments. Burn- -'igfcam. shouts: "That damned French- rilJ&n did ltl" and falls unconscious.. ' lAHImer guvs IU luo vn.ii neoa ajiai . Y '?iont flnil ATnvnnrrl trnnn with him. 1 Siiey are known to Miss Van Ness frHd their call appears to bo merely .tfcfceclal. They nnd la -vioniagno nna ' jjsveiyn mere. x-aimer, in iuiu " . SKvelvn. is Infuriated. Mnynard P. ' r T S fi V j ROS R ' HE fe nim k.flk .accidentally upsets a sheaf of S pftapers from "a table. t$p NOW READ THIS !Lz'V.ImTTETV nrn the, nnnor I carried H L. home for you and carelessly left fepMthero, In my tunic, Madame," explained iMf Jlift Montnene. "I. fearlnc- I mlcht not f s . . .. ""meet you so Immediately, asked Miss Preston that she tako them In charge. IfJii. '?t rust mv tvnlknwnv with tho tinners. Y did not distress you, Madame Van Ness?" -? I fnt.tnnn arallo .. at, 'Otr flt1l-mlt1(. i,' "V j -I, ,.. O diiiiiv .v.j ... ......o V I vu ,1V IIU. ,,VW1. . V...V..W.. ....., 12 Ltin cntrl "TVift nnnnra n'nrn imlmtinr. n . f...t .mi. V. rrr,l.rTf' aim -wlrte,! 4 fiawlftly, seeing Palmer rise. The archl- jfeT'tect, surprised by the question, stared art' Rt her In some confusion; no naa jjjilmply risen because ho was too nerv. Tjtgw puts to sit stll longer. Maynard, mls- f taking Palmer's contusion for licsi- ifjjtancy, rose also. sy1f"Vo must be off," he said. "Just f 5 droppedjn for a friendly chat. Can't ''UX.see you home, Evelyn?" fa," ' fk "Thanks, Mr. Maynard. but I am $sSP'ejpcndlng the night with Marian. Are S ou golnsr also?" as La Montagne see- Sl 4 nor Vva t r man rarnfitnofl orntnHnf' K-w- . m roso to his reet. uerore me rencn- )Sj man coulu answer ner question, aiay- fclfi uard spoke for him. J . Ve are going to carry off Rene, .' JvX-1.ii.fTfirwl "Tlnn'f liocrtlll c-o 1I tli( )D o..u. a. w.i x. wn. MMQW w ... 8$ nrivllece of a talk about France. Eve- BwiJj'Jif I have messages for La. Mon KV " 4. r 1fn VaDO " TTtB lA.t ff .- WNIJC, t4Ll. Ull ACOa. 0 Ui.Wb gaze held hers. "I hope very toon to JV- ibSn neighbor of vours. as Palmer tells a'tlne there is a vacant apartment in jBgthe building. Will you let mo tome PS'i! and see you again?" , f& Marian held .out her hand; It re- VtvuJ vnalvtaf? Hnf n Mnpnnil In hla Rtrnnir KwSLciasp. then wai withdrawn. "I shall Mjfalw&ys be happy to see you and Mr. giflPalmer, she announced, una tne ln iarchis'on of Palmer's name robbed the VJ, C ) fs.essage of any special cordiality to Mataynaru a tone. !V5Rit Thtmap'a rnnli itra a T1nr1lr1 TvlHl Vila to Evelyn; he was determined ',tb"have the last word with her. but m0, iJuaMontagne outmaneuvered him and, WSist as the other men stepped Into Ka$ the corridor, he whisked back Into tho ". . sniftrvianf tn iAttiin ft DAMinrl later f "M UtlV1') -' 'VVUIII U t3bUIA (lfc JEi'jtto the corridor smiling liapply. "Tnrrtnn!" hA nicnlalmpd hlanrllv. ffi . j gSr,"Shall we take the elevator or walk?" Vsii& . "walk" lerked out I'almer. his ' temper getting the upper hand, ana -La Montagne's eyebrows roso as he WKlanced significantly at Maynard. He Ff'i-'Veaid "toothing more, however, and ac- yf ebmpanied his companions in silence vy'Xo the next floor, wnere raimer united. L;$& S'Will you please explain," he be- K$Sgan, "why you stopped at tne uoor tJljivi my apuriineuieiiruer una vvuiims : f,"To Inquire tho direction of Madame HfWan' Ncss'ji apartment." La Montagne plgglanced at him In mild surprise. "I tniTft.. 1 J' .... ..... .,. . .... f-CTg"eo you ntu; out. you mu not. ten me fc3SJyou walked Into my apartment r im.S &. -in li& li1rmnp " tn(Aifai1 gbi&But I did no such action La Mon- E' . l.tirnA 1n-t1.-i! In howllrlfll-Wont fit f fl V. Hw rrl ntnndlnir Hlfantlv bv them. TeU us, ha. Montagne 4ecan May- ikg palmer's next, question, "did you Uv-U'Do you mean opened?" Maynard KUhdded. "But yes, and hearing voices lfr-"tf IttnUia. I thought to Inquire my way." ip?.Alnqulro your way," repeated Pal- f mechanically. "I have seen you fen this autumn going upstairs in ills, building." a yOTrue. to visit my mena, juojor Mean," calmly. "Ho left today." La -,kmtagne looked more closely at May- rd and Palmer and their serious oner surprised him. "1 fear I un- ?'jS)tentloualy Intruded by stopping at your door," he said haughtily, as he ' trtehtened himself. "I would not toavef risked disturbing you, but that imvr,B. man leave your door. a second JQre." '''Amanl" Palmer came closer. "Did m riyt'ttto- who ho was?" jj called to hlra to wait," went on jii Montagne, not answering the ques- tUHR directly. "But ho did not evl- "IMw beur'my haft or my question re- sg Madame Van Ness's apart- ,"or he did not stop." a, listening with eager at- n.lqoked hla disappointment. ve you no idea who the man lie demanded. "It's Important, 'can you not describe the man?" (r.tltat he wore the costume of a v; responaea tne rencn om- f"t;opk hlra to he a taxi-driver." $J l1 The Telegram 8.- on his way up the stairs to t'A housekeeper's, suite, of rooms on UlltU I1UU1, nMyiWUUOM wj w ctea appearanM ok mtb, jsuin-, lit Ws elbow.t j.AbK)rbed In car- urritsv contents he had tailed to ' Jr footstepx on the -stair' behind 1 " 3- ' U atrlkes me. Jones, that you have ly mef.tMfe lor sioK worn ff i' v. 3."' j-jjm X an," she remarked, Inspecting tho hot dishes with a critical eye. ".Mrs. Ward sent down word sho par tlcularly wanted a steak and all the rest," stammered Jones. "Cook., and I Just carried out her orders, ma'am. Shall I tako off any of tho dishes?" "Oh, no; see that Mrs. AVard has every attention, Jones. I was only wondering " airs. Burnham paused thoughtfully; tho housekeeper was In dulging In a very substantial meal for one who claimed to bo a seriously 111 woman. "Carry tho tray to Mrs. Ward, Jones, hut sco that you do not mention my comment upon her appe tite." "Yes, ma'am, certainly, ma'am." stuttered Jones and hurried on hh way. no stood In great awo of Mrs. Burnham, whoso caustlo comments when sho found him careless lit his work had mado an Indelible impres sion. Jones's tap at the housekeeper's door brought a pretty chambermaid, who dimpled into a smile at sight of him. They had no opportunity to exchange a word, for Mrs. Ward called to her to take the trity nnd shut the door. "Put tho tray hero," sho directed, tapping the chair by her bod. "That will do," sho added a mombnt later as tho maid arranged the dishes within easy reach of her hand. "Thank jou, don't wait any longer." waiting until the pretty chamber maid haU disappeared Into tho ndjoln- and Mrs. Burnham continued tranquil Ing room, Mrs. Ward listened until her lj : "I am qulto anare you left Chelsea snarp cats caught the click of tho latch of her sitting room door and con- "Slop crying!" exclaimed Mr Uumliani. "I have no intention of hurting to get facts" vinced her that she was alone. Rais ing herself on her elbow bhe proceeded to eat with avidity. She had Just finished the Inst moisel of bread when the door of her bedroom opened and Mrs. Burnham walked in. 'Good morning, Matilda," she said cheerily. "Glad to see ou are so much better. Mrs. AA'ard bettlod back on her pil low and pulled the bedclothes up about her throat. "Good morning," she lcpltcd. "It's very good of you to come and see me so early In the morning." Mrs. Burn ham, who was not noted for early rls lng, flushed at the housekeeper's Indo lent air; she was a woman, however. who carried the war Into Africa when occasion arose, and discourtesy fiom a subordinate or servant Instantly aroused her tehcntment. I expected to find you up, Ma tilda," sho said. "Doctor Hayden told me last evening that he liul crossed you off his list of sick inArtnts." I know now l reel oetler man Doc tor Hayden," responded Mrs. AVard BUllenly "I am not able to work; I am as weak, as a kitten." Staying In bed won't strengthen you," answered airsn jsurnuam prarti. cally. "Come, be sensible, follow Doc tor Hayden s orders," "I shan't." "But, Matilda, ou can't stay in bed " "I can, too; until I am strong enough to get up," with sullen anger. I need nourishing food and rest. I've worked hard all summer, Mrs. Burn ham; surely you don't begrudgo me a few crumbs?" Mrs Burnham eyed her wrathtully. 'You can hardly call lour breakfast a 'few crumbs,"' she retorted, point ing to the empty dishes. "You have licke'd the platters clean, Matilda," a spark of humor lighting her eves, What nonsense! Of course, I don't I FRENCHYHe Forgot to n in - .mii.M iii i rs i i n i i i i i I ii imi m ij ,, S , 'ti, r iiimmiiHPMB-fa iiii'iillWliiBililiitiiiiiiH riiTJamTaaiti " - 'Sammsmm fwWBBSBmmm wmm f ", d ? hmi V.'a -laBBjWa1Hns,aKBIBHiytivUMiaKsansSiS . . , JSflsSsBBlHHIuBiHiaQ ilWsTllisMBsMlsWlilWlBiwP HllllMl Hi i psn begrudgo you all the good cooking you require, and a nurso If necessary; but I do object to your malingering." "I am not malingering." "Oil, yes, you arc," with stern em phasis. "And I want to know why?" Mrs. Ward clutched the bedclothes, hut a look at Mrs. Burnham's faco mado her change her angry answer to a moro wheedling tone than she had Intended using. "After nil my years of faithful serv ice you come and accuse mo of that," she began. "I wouldn't 'a thought it of you, Mrs. Burnham." Her face worked and a few tears bilmmed over her eyelids and ran down on the cov erlet. "Stop crying!" exclaimed Mrs. Burn ham. "I have no Intention of hurt ing your feelings. Matilda, I camo here to get facts." "Facts about what'" "About what tiansplrcd In this house on Monday and Tuesday last." Mrs. AVard shook her head. "I can't help you there," sho replied. "I'm plain puzzled mjself." "There la always a solution to a puzzle," responded Mrs Burnham. "Answer my questions and wo wilt find it. At what hour did you reach this house?" "Tuesday afternoon, Just nftcr Miss Evelyn found tho dead man." "And where did you spend Monday tlttrlll?' Mtu Wiiril'n ..inllrla flrltintl Monday nftei noon, Matilda." Mrs. Wnrd mado no rcsponso and after a lengthened pause Mrs. Burn ham spoke again. "Why did you come to AVashington twenty-four hours be fore you were told to?" "I didn't," replied Mrs. AVard hotly. 'T had to go to Baltimore on business; the wire came for me after jou had-j left for New York. Tho serv:inti .ill had their AVashington railroad tlckots for Tuesday and the house was even then In order; so I didn't see any harm, ma'am, in leaving Jones to close tho house. You've always trust ed him." "I still trust Jones," drjly. "That is not the point. I wish to know why you displayed so much emotion on the discovery of tho dead man in our li brary." For answer Mrs. AVard felt about under the bolster and produced a much-thumbed telegram which she handed to Mis. Burnham who read tho brief message it bore: Mother worse. Come, ANNIE. "AVho Is Annie?" she lnqulre1, hand ing back the telegram. I "iry niece." Mrs. AVard wiped her eves with a corner of the sheet and thereby concealed from view a led and green string which had slipped from under the bolster In her exer tions of searching for the telegram. "My Bister died Just after I got there." Mrs. AVard was talking volubly us she pushed the string safely beneath the bedclothes. "Her death was a great grief; and on top of it, I found a dead man here it clean howled me over, for I'm not as young as I vas, Mrs. Burnham." Mrs. Burnham considered her house keeper In silence; she was certainly thinner than she had seen her In some time, and there were heavy lines Irf her face which had net been in evi dence a week before. Another look at the empty breakfast dishes convinced Mrs. Burnham that the two spots of color in .Mrs. ward s cheeks camo from temper and not from temperature, un- Look for the Feathers ''mm f-UA 6oonp .'SieeP 2l ' I snT ' 'now u)riKTeEft cout-p ."IHfj I fStre et& bad T5 I ustess iu.suKU.V n x ' AOOrl- Us-in1'' ) V w we 3CWe stf ' ( WWp?2wwnf) '. M0 &ET m 7 iFgggSgg 1P VM'!: " 2k Pe, itt-ttaaff Bunch1 lgg7 ps2a . J v'-.s'l.f r ' i t' i? i ii A J" tf 'w.r..j'S i ' - . jjj - ,ft-, - f A .j,y,ir."wgil. ;l T Tm1llmmtttfa'''' MfillllWWr3in--" . . ft -i.-r-- m-.7 i" .r f ,-jup.nDK - r f.i-r t3eia. jit. - v - - - - - - '- a hi B-",vjasc.ssfcsiJiKevjsi', r- a waiisiBsininsajniri i tiiv -j -t , jM-'i.'Hrsestw.,,eii J- ..u jr- rft 2-1 . re.' ' By NATALIE SVMNERLINCOLN Author of "The Nameless Man" less so much food had mado her ill. Had she really eaten It all herself? From whero she sat Mrs. Burnham had a good view under the four-post bed occupied by tho housekeeper; cer tainly, tio ono was concealed there. Bending a llttto forward, ihe managed to see Inside of tho closet, the door of. which stood partly open; no one was there. Mrs. Burnham sighed. She djl not HKo mysteries, her forto did not lie in solving them. Tho bedroom tnd tho sitting-room and bath opening from it, all of which were given over to Mrs. AVard, wcro just above her boudoir, and the room's shape, llko the boudoir, was octagonal. A discreet knock on the door broke tho Bljence, and In response Jto Mrs. Burnham's "Come In," tho pretty chambermaid entered. Mrs. Burnham roso Instantly. "Don't go, Cora; I want you to help K"rs. AVard dress." Meeting the housekeep er's Irato glare, sho 'continued un ruffled: "It Is too weakening for ynu to remain in bed, Matilda, Cora will bring your meals to yotir sitting' room today. Tomorrow we'll Bee how you are tomorrow," and with a friendly wave of her hand sho left tho house keeper glaring Indignantly at tho smil ing Cora - Mrs.! Burnham went at once to her husband's bedroom; not finding him there, sho went to her'own room, and from there to her boudoir. Her hus band dropped the. nowspaper ho was reading aijd looked up impatiently as she nppeared. "Upon my words, Peter." she said. "Doctor Hayden orders you to stay In your feelings, Matilda. I came here bed and Matilda to get up; instead of which you get up and she stays in bed; nice obedient patients you are." "Haydcn's a food!" growled Burn ham. "I must go down to .Palmer's office this morning. Lillian, now, I don't wish to discuss the matter with you. Just call a taxi there's a dear. Instead of complying with his re quest Mrs. Burnham sat down ln tho nearest chair and contemplated her husband. "Dan Maynard has gono to see Jim and Is bringing him back to lunch," she said. "You will have to possess your soul ln patience until then, Peter. I have no Idea of letting you go out With your temperature.' "Temperature! Fiddlesticks! I am Just a bit feverish." Burnham stroked Ills Clleek Until he hernmo ennselnnn v-i,,,-.. i;C-.v that his wife, wna rnf-m-dlncr tha ol.'.,''0have had an Older nerann .i.tfl, .,.. of plaster across his face with itv est. "I scratched myself in shaving," he explained hurriedly. "I wish you wouldn't sit theve and look at me.'-1 iurs. liurnnam laugncd as sho leaned forward nnd picked up her. knitting bag from her sewing table. "I am i nf raid, my dear, you will have to learn l "Do you understand thls7" j-elled her to control j'our nerves; especially if1 daughter suddenly ns she threw a ner j ou want to bhavo yourself and pre-' fect f w,' of. lustrous dark blue taffeta serve your good looks at the same j XR hnf, ?!!' "5"." ":-.. time," she remarked kindly. "Go oa reading your paper, Peter." .Burnham kicked the "paper con temptuously. "Nothing in It but war news," he said. "I'm sick of the war." 'So are we all, but we are. goln helps, "Humph! You knitters' remind me of the women who s.at at the foot of the guillotine ln the French Revolution," grumbled Burnham. "1 never saw a woman yet who wasn't attracted by crime and war is a gigantic crime." (CONTINUED TOMORROW) to win it Just the same." Mrs. Burn- u,nu "ou?8 ,anu Jeyes- ana wnue l;ld il W I I pf I.- THE DAILY NOVELETTE JULIA'S COMMENCEMENT GOWN By Charlotte Trafton Smith IT WAS in her Junior year at high school that the question of her commencement-gown first began to trouble Julia King. Fine gowns were not plentiful In the Klrtg family. Possibly the fact that Julia was tho oldest of. eight children may explain why her clothing had al waya been of Inferior quality. Often Mrs. King sat up late at night finishing off some garment: while the best clothes WCrO UBUftllv nrlrirnAfl wllH n fnurh nt tmuromcry aono wonderfully well oy ouiiii uemeir. On the juniors developed the task of decorating the town hall for the great uttaniuii, anu me serving or rerresn ments at tho reception. 1 Then, too, who but tlio juniors were iu oo escort ror the graduates! Ana this meant much 'talk of gowns, shoes, ribbons and cloven Julia knew very well there could be no costly finery for her and sometimes she went to sleep with a wet handker chief under her pillow, after spending :L ...rm"p neiping ner moiner maKe he little pink gown of fifteen-cent mus lin. It w'as during one of these evenings when Julia had been telling her mother of the wonderful gowns the seniors were having mado that she suddenly asked wistfully: "Do you suppose I can have a silk drees when I graduate, mother?" "Dearie, said Mrs. King sharply, as though Pomethlntr had hurt her In fart Julia though she must have pricked her finger "I only wish I might promise It to you. but I can't." Julia was silent. Her mother sewed steadily for a little while, then threw her uork aside, nnd ImntiUlveU Hm, the glrl'fl dark head to her shoulder. uo you tmnit I don't realize how much jou want It? Why, girlie 1 the dream of my foolish old head for years has been to posness a lustrous dark blue taffeta. You didn't know your mother was such a goose, did you? -i, etc, iuii uiujik vo oeu. Her mother always wore something neat, but dark and chenp. and Julia, if she thought of it at all, supposed It was merely Indifference. However, as tho days went by and the glrl heard over and over tho fool ishly extravagant plans of her friends she forgot the blue taffeta, and a great longing for a truly beautiful dress for her" own graduation became an obses sion. She was not naturally envious, but came near committing that trans gression when she heard some one say at the reception: "I think Olive Marston's dress Is the loveliest thing I ever saw. That geor ette crepe over satin and so exquisitely embroidered In pearls!" r Julia's white teeth came together with a click. She went on serenely passing refreshment trajs. but in her brain a single thought predominated: 111 have ono decent dress If I have to work my fingers off to get It." A few fiavu Itilap aim ,.. I..,.. .1.- 1. -!.. ..ir""".."--..?" "c.il imu un n i, .J .. V e,nlrs. King, her tired faco flushed with hent tvoa, V.,,nt1.. ....--i rhubarb. A sudden thouirht nonned ini Julia's mind. v,',n,Io.herI".B,he "claimed. "You know in thPtSiM 'S 'e,8terd"' w might have 5i i new,ld berrl" we wero willing to rie.'..JihV ,a strawberries, blueber ries and blackberries In those old pas-m- ?h' mother ' do you suppose you could spare me part of the tTme to go ?AUm2leTre it?lck "me to sell? Seems to me I might get enough to buythat Is to have oh.. I do wrfht to have a nice dress when I graduate!" nherSV.lnS..i!nnPPed a C"er nt n- 2i2er. ftnV , 5pare 'ou7 Yes. ma'am." she said briefly. "And Julia I heard Doc or Dustln's wlfo say yesterday she rMVlPay a ,BlrI w.e ' y wUh fhl Silh7hn venlnKs, for she likes to ride 7hi?. Lne cior- Her maid has left nnd I..?. ei f,me. ono occasionally to an ?Weerei!M,,eIc"n,one and take care of the children, who are in bed at 8 That VTV nftnrnnnn T,,ll . P.U-stm, ana. mllde arrangements to be juryhindrAugirsrenln8s a week throUBh Then began a busy time for the girl. mftle'.'Ln40 "nil' wllh the Uphold Ki I . w,"lkiC u' to the farm to pick berries In the hot sun. It was not an easy task she had set herself. nSd.maPy a K001 tlh1 dld she miss during tho summer. hoxUint,wltJil0 honrd, hlddcn ln ,lle '" iw i". er dr'ss'r drawer was st-ad- Lr.1""' Eve-P nf,er the bpr"- sa $?nwn,s 'cr ,nnd Fch00' hnd re6nened heft nH?"n fniuentlv needed Julia's f,'."'. nn.d "7, t1!6. evenings were fairly quiet after 8 o'clock she had excellent W"1 foT s"d'- Mrs Dustln had told her friends of the girl's rellnhilltv ixiz&r-r tho -i"i 'S; "I wish jou were Bolng to have a new nnt8S.i,marme,V "Si'1 Iulla lmnul"lvew little K.ai8n.lr8' K?B wa" mending a grav dress tho weI1"wom "' "Potless motjer AlBi. nld" """'lll do very nlc-lv." " a i.i,-' J,""a s horror as she passed her Rhe fin,v V.. t.-i i.t . .. ...... ,. ...,. rv,,1K nia me 0, m.av dress at arm's length for a second, then fling It on the bed nnd wipe the running tears from her face. s fcTu hoV? ,a'er Ju,lft bounced Into Wd,eUSe ladcn V.1 "e,era' mysterious "w .han ran I,Khtly "P o her room -'u'"'i oiii- i-ituea in n rmee,- vnna i le ; A rather dlRnienoed tn ...Ai..., stairs at ths bidding. ' """"" up" .luim, Fne remonstrated, "you ouirlit hut stopped suddenly when she saw the "I wish you would come up a minute' ' tnl of 20-ooor aSaln w vigorous live Just bought my dress and I never nols- "'ow' 1,ave ou CTedIted your was so hapiy over anything In mvi8'f with J12.000 Interest on the InVest- material Julia was unrolling AVhat's the sense of splitting It into two Just a white voile, sheer find dalntv I "ems'? By "investing It ouroelves we to be sure, but plain white voile. 'make $40,000 Instead of $12,000.". e,.rIsiJL"rettyi'!'.co0.ed,J.u"a' h?r dai"k "nxactlj-," agreed Duke, "but let us "l dnttt nWi,etrh.m,'Sc.lIe.' suppose that you had borrowed that ... l dont understand," began Mri.'-.,..,,. -,.. ,.,7.i.i hi i.n.i ,., K'ng in a dazed wav. are going to have a commencsment gown ! for your own sweet self, nnd .,,, v j wit mut itivc, mat 3 Ull you are going to graduate from sacri- ncing everything to a Belfish daughter? ' And here Is lace to trim It with." she raced on recklessly, "and sewing silk oh, you blessed woman," to the dazed mother, who had sunk weakly onto the hed, "stay hero and gloat while I go down and get supper for this starving family. But don't joU dare let me find a single salt drop on that 'lustrous dark blue taffeta' commencement gown." The next coniplete norelette Cure. -A Sure " ------. .v.ii oinuu aiuita tur very uriue. Aua f.-ilAi", i1 . .-vw. ;,. i" j jf .1 . ' ' i,, ' "'!' '.I i .ii . Miii i , .,i....MUi.i.ljTiiiimin,l i hi "' i it ilii v rt-f " ' - .' ' "J . ,' 1 '., ' '...' " i i''-'"r ---il- H --, iii DRmMLANDmvm,TUREByEiaddy, (PcDOU and JHUv no toith Bmillno Teacher on a trip to the Sahara Dei. .- i ? atOraphy-plane. A Bedouin ,f.Wi' I? tt,frf Bmlitno Teacher and THE SJSlTt crnrmi SMILINO TEACHEB an'd Peggy look ed Into the faces of the nin,iin. squatted around them In a circle And saw them for what they werehalf Barbarians. There was no pity In their eyes no friendliness. The son of' the sniek had spoken Smiling Teacher must become one of the wives of his harem iiu t-eggy must become a slave girl. "Let the ceremony besrln." nok the young Bedouin, releasing Smiling Teach er from his grasp. She glanced quickly around the circle seeking a way of es cape, but they were hemmed 'In on all Bides. And beyond was" the broad desert stretching for miles and- miles with no friend or ally to save them. But there was a friend. In all the ex citement Smiling Teacher and Peggy had forgotten him. But he hnd not forgotten them. He was out on the desert sands watching and waiting a chance to aid. Now, with preparations for the wedding finished, and the son of the sheik about to take the hand of Smiling Teacher. there was a thudding Bound as a heavy creature tore through tho tents and broke the circle of squatting Bedouins. A flying spear caught In the robes'.of mo young ueaouin, tangling him so that ho fell to tho ground. The heavy creature war the TTtinnwav Camel. On his back was Billy Belgium. It was Billy who had thrown at tho son of the sheik the very spear with which the young Bedouin had slain the llons. Now Blly was straddling the camel and reaching down a hand on each side. "Catch hold!" he shouted to Smiling BRUNO DUKE, Solver of Business Problems By HAROLD WHITEHEAD, Author of "The Business Career of Peter Flint," etc (Copyright) . THE PROBLEM OF THE rROHT, SHARING PLAN Correcting a Mistaken Idea mms Is the story that Charles Magnus L told Bruno Duke that September morning not, however, until Walter had removed the breakfast ware and had quietly shut tho door behind him. He cleared his throat, A mannerism which marks the Easterner, and be gan "Vf niiito we have a We hardware 1 Jobbing business, one which our father startca ivvemj-uve cmr ubv. u. ...,... men cover most of New York state, Con necticut and part of New Jersey. t We have sixty-three employes, and, very hardworking, faithful people, they are." James snorted, "Hardworking, fiddle sticks! Just eye servers!" "No, James, I'm sure you don't mean that." Turning to Duke, he continued: "Wo have In round figures er" he looked inquiringly at James, who said testily: "For God's sake. Charles, either tell Mr. Duke the whole thing or nothing." With no sign of annoyance Charles proceeded.' "We have two hundred thou sand dollars capital and our sales are a million and ft half a year. After pay ing nil expenses we have a surplus of forty thousand dollars. Are those suffi cient figures for your purpose, Mr. Duke?-' "Yes, but we had perhaps better check them up as we go along as to be sure you hnve made no mistake. In your expenses do you charge up salaries to voureelf nnd-jour brother?" "Of course we do, ,Mr. Duke we aren't children, we know how to ana-b-zo our business finances," James growled, "I'm sure you do," Duke nodded gravely as ho spoke, "but some propri etors forget that they should receive a salarj from their own business on the same scale aB they would receive It workinir for some one else ; and that such salary Is not profit from their buslnessJ for they would earn mat salary wont ing for other people and have their money Invested In stocks or real estate, or any kind of security which will earn money for them without anj' supervision on their part." "Yes, yes." said James Impatiently, "we know all about that." "Very good. Then I presume that before closing j'our books j'ou credit, yoursejves with interest on your in vestment?" A puzzled look flashed between the brothers. Charles now spoke. "I fenr I do not comprehend.'1 "You say j-ou have a profit of $40,- 000-?" They both nodded. "And a capl ment which Is 6 per cent of $200,000?' "Xo," snapped James, "of course not. We've drawn our salary as we should. I but as for the rest the $40,000 that Is what we, have for our Investment. per cent, let us caj-, for it. Is that reasonable?" They both agreed rather cautiously that It was, , ' . beforrEolne on "eiore going on. Duke refilled and relit his hookah "Then In that case your profit would have betn $28,000 instead of $40,000.' Again two hesitant nods. "So, for the Investment, the capitalists who" borrowed tho money would get $12,000. You two gentlemen for j-our work would receive J'our salary while the business 'would show a profit of $28,000. In a word, gentlemen, you must dissociate; your selves from the business and ou can not nay that the business has made a profit until a reasonable return has been paid to the owners of the capital. , "If J'ou want ..to get a true view of your own personal revenue, -you must look upon jour- business as something i Cop) rlsht, 1K10, by The A " . v "SMILING TEACHER" Peggy found herself back in her seat in school Teacher and Teggy. They obeyed on'the instant, and he lifted them from the ground as the camel rushed straight, on through tho circle and out Into the desert bejond. SniWng Teacher pulled herBClf up to the back of tho camel and then-helped BUly lift Peggy up. The camel Bet oft at full speed across the silvery sands. From behind came excited .shouts as the Bedouins rushed for the horses. Then, looking back, the fugitives saw the Bedouins mount and set oft In pursuit. The camel had a good start, but his load was heaw and the Arabian steeds of the men of the desert were wonderfully swift. "If we can only get to the Geography plane we will be safe," gasped Billy. Nearer and nearer drew the pursuing Bedouins. Capture seemed certain. The heavily laden camel could never outrun tho Arabian horses. But suddenly they apart from yourself. You each receive' revenue from three sources which might Just as easily be unrelated ns related. One Is your salary, another Is j-our bonus from tho business you work for and the last Is from your Invested cap ital." James looked a bit angry and uncom fortable, but Charles spoke up. "hank jou. Mr. Duke I never real ized It that way before. I see now that the profits from the business are really only $28,000 and that is the sum out of which Ve must pay any bonuses that Is, If jou can show us a reasonable way to do It." "Well," added James, "now we have that straightened and I hope I'm man enough to admit I was wrong, Mr. Duke I suppose jou have all the facts j-ou need?" Duke shook his head. "No, I've a very Important question to ask you ,now." Ton.vvs nusi.NUss question IVAat is a "scaV't m Answer will appear 'tomorrow, v ANSWER TO yi;STKIin.V"S 1IUSI- .m:s8 qui:stio.n "FUlng" is arranging or laying awav in order. In this apace Mr. Whitehead tollj an siocr readeit' business questions on. buy ing, selling, advei Using and employment. i """"""" Business Questions Answered AVould ou kindly adviiie a uuntr man on the matter of evening- emploment? I sraduated from a tmrochUl pchool and have had no further education ainco then, but Intend to so to somu particular collesu In New York, Aa my father In our prenent circumstances ennnut afford to keep mo there without my alao brlnffinv In a few dollars a v,eek, 1 shall cunnseriuently have to uork ln the evenings. , Although fairly irood In arithmetic, I am THE BOWLKIt A bowler bold was Dlckoy Qulrled -Thejjiest jou ever saw. Amongjjthe commies of the world He was an alley taw. His upper lip was ever sun A man you had to like. Whenever Fate gave him a biff He made a lucky Btrlke. You needed money? As to that Old Dicky Qulrled was there! For If his purse was lean or fat He'd still have some to spare. A lucky dog! with everj' touch He started, In to win. He didn't care for poodles much But had a bulldog chln.- Although the verj' best or, 'men A bunch of vyUe old owls Declared him chicken-hearted when He had too manj' fouls. He never, nerei' rushed the can But always kept his wlta, . He never was a bottleman ' But sometimes lan to splits. A little touchy Just a bit! Ne'er perfect is oun bliss! -1- For when he didn't make a hit It sometimes came amiss. St- Peter's written in Jils book His fram-up without doubt; For Death has given him the hook And Fate has bowled him, out. GRIF ALEXANDER. By MILT GROSSl Tribune Co. "V t ' I I KhMI'' & uKflPHKalNrV became aware of a roaring sdund, like a waterfall or a rapids. The moon grew dark and looking they saw a black cloud rushing down upon them. This cloud swallowed up the Bedouins, as though If wero a flood. "A sand storm!" grunted the camel, and abruptly he stopped his fight, and flopped down on his knees. Smiling Teacher, Peggy and "Billy, again' went flying over his head. "Get behlnl me and cover up your heads," warned the camel, stretching out hla long neck fiat on the sand. ."No, run for the plane,"crlcd Billy; and away they raced. , Darting over a ridge and Into a hoU low, they found the Geography-piano be fore them. In a trice Billy had Jumped Into the pilot's seat, while Smiling Teacher and Peggy had darted Into the cabin. The engine started with a roar, the plane darted out of the hollow, and rose Into the air, Just as the blinding, swirling blizzard of sand swept upon them. The plane rojtked and shook, while the sand pelted against .the glass cabin like sleet,, but they rose and rose until they wcro In tho clear air above. There they darted forward at full speed. Into the daylight they flashed, then 'Vi then Peggy suddenly found herself back in her seat. In school. Smiling Teacher was smiling at her. So were tho other pupils. Did you find our Geography lesson In teresting, Peggy?" asked teacher. "Can you tell us what It was about?" "Oh. about the Sahara desert, lions, an oasis, the wild' Bedouins; their Arabian steeds, and the Band, storm," cried Peggy enthusiastically. "Why, wou know more than all the . other pupils about It," exclaimed Smiling Teacher, "and they thought you had' been asleep!" But Peggy only smiled back at her, aa she put away her bookB to go home. rot what you would call a "shark" at It am also cood at drawlnr. Some business experience would undoubt edly be of benefit to me, but ln this case the salary would be more Important, aa I must try to earn at least ten or more dol lars a week. As two or little more hours will have to be devoted to homework, plenty of time must be reserved for that. A. D. I do not see how you are going to earn $10 a week for evening work. I assume from your letter that you are going to attend somo day college. You may get a Job In a night restau rant or as a night bellhop these 'posi tions pay well. , The best plan would be to go to the college which you are going to attend - virtually all colleges have an employ ment department, and are able to help students to get part or full time work. Of course, an ad, in this and other evening papers would quickly get you a part-time Job. The best plan, how ever, is to ash the school you are going to attend to help you find a po sition, r A Lovely Dream ' (OrTwoDoumondiOnatoGo) -s me question m. ;KC "" out or v On a rewm-tlIJ8'-m,U8tach? dped. 4 abom&nnt0 l; ne ,k ii.' "'"." ,ul.a stood out. ,i From underneath' it in J those dav. t ,'',"'" """"neatl authority ov-er V. Vi M1 ne was ln brutal rmi.e. e' tnero had Issued to Tn earrerP'Td' an offens There .... ' ovr he " a porter He ln?w A8 n???'on t0 mIn" wSSE com'So'n'ed ,'SS h'80nu tan put my bag down here trgean?" with the seam of his trousers. T The question Is, of .course " I nid ZeltSoryn 'I'"0' V,"en JOU a gongato die, for It Is now. N0r yet why you are going to die. because vou know my Hfle?" B rnd- l had c,eaned hlmennew.e " 8e8'Ur f despalr' T f" aei'rf Cr ."Sa.,n Wl" you Perjure your self to win the approbation of a tem porary acting adjutant." I said. I cogitated deeply. Undoubtedly there Sw?t1iVi,r I' b,U.t "" u"t"dy dea7h! tJ, a,! A 1tnnt wW'"e save me" light, amn bat eXprMs roeJ "inn Jhe ,we' As It "thundered along the platform. I dextrously trip ped him up. - For a moment he tottered, and nearly regained his' equilibrium. I hacked bis shin at the psychological moment, and he went over the side. I turned to the bookstall and bought a Sporting Life. There was a very inter esting thing about Wells In It. By two o'clock tho plnce was very run. Asvthe band begnn to have trouble with some Jazz music; he came In By great good luck or was It providence? the only vacant place was at my table, lie glared at me with his goggle eye, but did not redognlze me. I knew him I had heen looking for his purple face for weeks, He ordered his soup. I jfelt stealthily In my pocket. I managed to tenr the leaf out of my oav- "- """um ma nuucing anyimng. He breathed heavily, waiting for fish and Chablls. As he cast a glazed eye upon -a neighboring light of the chorus, I deftly abstracted his menu card. His eyes came'round to It soon, nnd he went all mottled. I smiled at him. "Yes," I said. "Seven days' No. 1 for losing a shirt. Your signature I think? And thnt of one of your hirelings." He stared at the red ink, fascinated. I reached for his glass. I unscrewed my little flask 'of strychnine, which you should never travel without I let him have It practically neat He drank almost Immediately, hypnotized by my gaze. Ten seconds later he rolled to the carpet The band played "For Me and My Gal," He squirmed. A crowd gathered. "It's all right," I anld. "He's , showing me the new movement No. 25." The crowd went away. The manager said If we wanted to dance would we go to Die ten room, please? I laughed considerably, and went home, after dropping my cigarette -ash on his face as he'rolled about, ' . There Is a third man omny list, loo. But I woke before I'd had time to do anything lethal to him. B. W. L. ln t London Opinlon.- Flaw jn His Culture TiftpirA' V. tiln wife nn.l email Haitvhtee llv.-d in an Ailzona frontier town, and ' little Margaret, whose four short years i tiau iceu DVCMk nuuu ouwiri, Ms lor- " i bidden to play wlthrthe Mexican and s " Indian halfrbreed cblldrrn who some- f times hung over the doctor's gate. ', During ths mother's absence one day, " the easy-going doctor turned the child , out among several swarthy youngsters ' who had gained entrance to the yard. . t "' The mni iai fdtllrtvlnt tltittvtiuiUil .- I -"',-. horrified to find her darling at 'play Vf with h;r low-cast neighbor. Cnlllno. l Mnriraret In. she unhralded tha riaetnr :' .for jhls negligence In permitting their t:nuu vo nBaui:iuie Willi lliose 'norrm 111. t.n1V V..A...4a ' After a lame defense, the erring ',V nnrent tnnlf hltnnelf rtfT . uihaMitnon u- small daughter, who had listened ta 'v every word, said, .."Well, mother, daddy may' be a good. Chrlsilan, but he ceiv i cletjr. ao&s he7" Cartoons Mafaaslne. Ii-1 iam? awwii V pnnuw II1UVI1 UDQUL Sg m M .w i $ . si .t?l 'IKII 'i2l ell A v i m i
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