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THIS STARTS THE STORY
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, irfti wms iuerion. ucscenuine in n
SfeWftt t parachute from n runnwnv hnllnnn.
i-ir-Js oin -himself on nn English Island,
&r vfc d, by supposing he is in Germnnv.
Eros, .surprises a Oermnn spy into reveal-
VSh'-i' itie himself. Wnmlerlnlr nhntif- fc
m3 t3 the Scollay family, man, wife,
-w v -. unubuinn auu vu BUUD, DOS n
pS" , half-wit, from whom ho learns ono
t- ..KaTlriJlll Atrtil th lalanrl Tn rn.MhA
SMr. Rendall ho meets n man O'Brien
re, vou n uocior jtenoau, suspicious
Pfccjcharacters, in whoso home a shade is
MGpf suddenly pulled down as ho np-
jKY-i" Jcuea ino nouse, nnu a Deuraggieu
sj r 'oja xnnn nr inn rnnnsmn vnn nsitu
R for n "wax match." Later he is
Unable to identify the man and in
order to solve the mystery himself
plays the part of n German. Instead
of finding out anything he narrowly
escapes death twice, once at night
when some one strikes at him in the
dark, again when he Is fired upon on
vthe beachiin the daytime, and suc-
rArt tn eettlne himself nrrested.
Xuekily the officer in command is his
cousin, to whom he tells his story and
who makes an investigation.
AND HERE IT CONTINUES
My Cousin' Letter
rpHRBE weeks later I received this
letter from my cousin :
"My Dear Roger As 1 promised, I
am sending you a chit to tell you the
result of our Inquiry into the Ransay
mystery. Of course, you will under
stand that this is strictly for your own
eye and mustn't be talked about.
"Well, I wanted to leave no stone
unturned to get at the bottom of the
affair, so we got up a pukka detective
from London a man named Bolton,
tald to be a first-class fellow at the
job. He spent a solid week in th
island and seems to have poked his nose
Into pretty nearly every house and
Iajt spoKen to pretty nearly every inniiDiiuui
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fc&.u irom tne laira aown. latuig u uy num
your tale, he posed as a cattle dealer
(which is precisely what he looks like),
.and, of course, he never let on that h
knew of your existence or mine, cither.
"The result o his inquiries is,
firstly, nothing proved against anybody
and no evidence of anything fishy going
on In the place. This last point con
firms my own experience, for, as I told
yon, I haven't yet been able to asso
ciate this particular island with any
of the suspicious ongoings which un
doubtedly are happening.
"Secondly, your friend O'Brien turns
out to be n gentleman with a failing
for liquor who was sent up by his rela
tions in Ireland about six mouths ago
to live under Doctor Rcndall's charge,
there being no pubs in Itansay and
many in the island he came from. I
find that it is by no means unusual to
send thirsty souls to publess isles, and
beyond the fact that O'Brien came up
very 'convenient' for this war and is
pretty free with his tongue on the sub
ject of England's sins and shortcom
ings, there is really nothing positive
against the man. However, we are
tunning no risks, and as we are God
and Destiny rolled Into one in these
Ulnnrls. n irave Mr. O'Brien his
3T .marching orders, and by this time he
has presumably either secured a drlnK
at last or his friends have shut him
up In some teetotal paradise a little fur
ther from the scene of war.
"Bolton's opinion is that O'Brien was
-without doubt the man who fired at
jou, looking to the type of gentleman
he is, and the fact that you ran into
him immediately afterward, and espe
cially the fact that he actually does
possess an old rook rifle. He thinkshe
may have done it out of sheer Irish
deviltry, you offering so convenient a
target, just as they pot landlords in his
own happy country. A man can hardly
hare drunk as heavily as he must have
, done -without upsetting his brain a bit.
L.i t.t thaArr ,o,mi tn me not at all
nW unlikely.
r?Sf s "Bolton thinks It hardly conceivable
Ui that O'B. can have had any ueimeraic
IE, iidea of getting rid of you, since it is
P?' certain that he wasn't the man in oil
skins you met the night you landed
or, rather, dropped. He can't. have
been because he doesn't know a word of
German. We ought to have thought
of that clue ourselves. Bolton was on
to It at once and points out that it
puts out of court the whole inhabitants
of the Island except Miss Rendall, who
a l& .4 .nlinnlalpl'l VnnTvlefllTe
I'ifi of German, and her father, who has
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im , neen aoro-u .- -"""-"-- -- ----;
,fU language. Ana npur. uum . "-
s? ' ij m . it. mon In nllsklns can t
t ,6aTe been either of them owing to their
? V kelsnt. Miss R. Is too short and Sir. n.
iLh too tall. I
,Aif t ni..nlno thrfnrn that you
tyPfy weren't a bit light-headed or anything
Wl of that kind (which. I am bound to
is.- T " -d.ii ,ii, o,,lt n libelv ex-
planation), the man you met must have
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iU. i. .., fmin n submarine and cone away
' l I. !,- TtnUnn feelg Dositive OB
this point and I must say I agree with
771 . . jin: 1- I. tVi.'Jt
"Thn nniv remaining uiuiuuiij ia v-.,
kttack on the shore. Here Bolton takes I m Ag tQ lt3 beinB an Imaginai.y
exactly the same line as I did wnen i attack my lttst doubts dissipated when
questioned you. He thinks that as you j wag fireQ at the next day
didn't actually see anbody, and as Then as t0 the idea of Mr O'Brien
what you think you saw and heard are . trying to shoot duck, or suddenly being
A w T.nie, and indefinite and so dimcult
"to fit Into any known method of murder,
.- -ifene cant really draw any conclusions,
taA be onotes various cases ne nas
S. i MAnln whn fnneled tbev were
t WruCK or seueu or mvu a. .u u-.o,
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when actually tnere was some omer u-
V ! it
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IWV "tij me way, no " " scv.c
sp -iBBJa with tinted spectacles who asked
(Ki match, Bolton made inquiries oi
54 number ot people about the old men
ftr r;4 tLs island, and ne even iook me
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Si. Vrf trouble to interview mem an. nrao uuvo
P ?;nted snectacles and all deny having
ftaeken with you. I am afraid that this
i- fc-tUjuvrM-r made him a bit skeptical about
fcrt. !?. nt tht, other incidents. However.
wu-wnt Into the whole thing very care-
t ' ..vi ihj.. nnA T HilnV we cAn all feel
r" ' ik.tl.fied that with the departure of Mr.
4t j ' il .. . t L 1 1 tt i9 4-Via fpniiMn
Whin the island has been eliminated.
!'" & Hie Lord only knows who
JnW not land In the place by night,
2f.theT may quite possibly have
"as.1.'1! one 0r two of the natives to
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' ' HMtW a JlgBI, or io neeji iuci jc duuw.
ta- that's rather a different story.
"I,ara sorry I have nothing better to
PtWy ?cur dramatic soul, but hang it,
fallow 'who (Ilea, from the middle of
4hfl; iVOriQ DW 1 "I u-uu nun mtu
feMg through a fog-tnd bits an Island
tVw miles square, and afterward gets
From the
tiBSHWWBi - i III
.S'isgafaRtawEniasB s
"Good ii. i k ! Mil- Keep out of bal-'thp loast sure It was he, to begin with.
loons ami don't part with that rctohcr f,i convimed that more than one
"Yours ever, inm i in it, and which conspirator took
J. P. N. WIIITECL-ETT." whidi part, who can say on the httlo
And there for the present and per- '"ldcnoe one has?
haps for ever tho story ends. I s-at Again, take Mr. Bolton's brilliant
down straight off and began to write idea of inquiring who could speak Oer
out this full, true, and particular ac- '" How did he inquire? Piobahly
count of the whole adenturc, parth -ltk('(1 them' Is ho u uerinan scholar
to keep my memory of cverMhing fre-h. him-olf Tho odds are a thousand to
and partly because it strikes mo as not 0UP "gainst it. Or take the mysterious
half a bad yarn in itself. Now that 1 "ll1 "ian "lth the tinted spectacles. Hi
have finished the job I must say that appearance by that roadside and ubvc
whether or no it will convinr-e anybody , I"" disappearance into space is one
else, it makes me feel more certain than !, (he "M features of the case. I
ever that more has been going on in that."'""'": """." " """" ;."-
island than met Jlr. Bolton's eye.
Professional detectives are no doubt
very useful men at jobs they arc ac
customed to and when pitted against
the ordinary criminal. But these war
problems are quite new, and utterly dif
ferent even from the German secret
service machinations in time of pence
And the men they are opposed to are
very extraordinary crimimls indeed ;
they are a highly trained, scientific
force, as much a wing of the German
fighting forces as their air service or
their submarines.
What chancp has a man who looks
like a cattle dealer against thec ex
perts, especially when he is only in
action for a week and starts with the
assumption that the few invaluable
facts gnen him are mostly works of
imagination? Possibly he may hac
fluked upon the remedy by removing
O Brien, and if the island of Ransav
gives no more trouble for the rest of
this war, it will certainly look as
though he hsd. But in that case he
will have been uncommon lucky, be
cause he seems to me to have overlooked
or dismissed virtually everything signifi
cant. Take, for instance, the actual words
used by my oilskin friend. They most
distinctly implied that he was living
on shore. Take the Incident of the
blind, which may perhaps have been,
as John Whiteclett says, an every-dav
incident, but which certainly happened
in the house where tho one man they
do suspect was living, and would cer
tainly involve the doctor if it were not
a meie accident. Look at my security
while I was humbugging them by my
suspicious conduct, and then the un
scrupulous and quickly repeated at
tempts to get rid of me after two thing
i had happened-my dropping of my a,
cent at the Rendalls and the discover
discovery
of the parachute. Take that night on
the shore when Miss Kendall escorted
me armed with a pistol and her father
joined her at the very place and the
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insnlred bv hich-snirited hominrlnl
mnna, I simply decline to accept sued
absurd interpretations. 1 am not in
DOROTHY DARNITHugh! Don't Tell the Mule
f15 Y?,5I,STE) fVES"? HlYOU LIKE MY . TadORe BHVE ME A DIMEL fALLRIGuV P SHE NAMED ' 1 , A
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I did my best to look at the wounded hero
match inquiry was the beginning of n
series of questions and answeis which
would have proved me a fellow con
spirator if I hnd only known them.
They probably became doublv suspicious
of mo from that moment and only
waited to make quite sure before going
all out to kill me. And yet, Bolton
by coolly assuming I was a liar or a
dreamer missed the entire significance
of the incident.
But when it comes to asking myself
honestly which people precisely I sus
pect, and how I propose to separate
THE BOLSHEVIST
Nick Bomb-Umtch, a Bolshevist,
Afflicted with a mental twist,
Just loed to gabble through his hat
About the proletariat.
This world, he said, was on the bum.
Some other fellow got the plum,
While all that he got was the pip!
So let the reoution rip!
Once sitting in his poultry yard
He owned that life was very hard.
Here sat the lowliest of men
And there the capitalist Hen !
He waited on her day by day.
He gave her gram and chopped up
hay.
He carried water ; cleaned up floors ;
nd carried refuse out of doors.
And she, the great big hunk of
cheese.
Just spent a lazy life of ease.
And for his labor good and true
Would hand to him an egg or two !
Her callousness was shocking,
quite
Nick knew that things were far from
right,
So filled a nice new bomb with
"soup"
And straightaway "blew" both chick
and coop !
Now Nick is boss (I tell you true)
He's wondering what next to do.
It may be he'll keep very quiet
With egg-i no longer in his diet.
GRIF ALEXANDER.
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jjii-PkmBLmiki&ii:,' Mm'sry
By J. STORER CLOySTON
Author of "Tho Spy In Black," "The
Uinatlc nt lame," etc.
the incidents which (I fieely admit)
aie pirfectly consistent with the theory
that I was genuine suspected myself,
from the incidents which cannot be ex
plained on those grounds, and work
out a water-tight case against anybody
in particular, I must confess that I am
fairly beaten. I know that I don't
want to suspect that girl, though she
did treat me like a member of a lower
race and scored off me badlv at tho end;
and I do want to suspect O'Brien. Bv
the wa was he a real drunkard? I
rather begin to wonder.
And that is the very unsatisfactory
end of tho matter so far.
An Idea
T WISH I had said that I felt sure my
J- cousin's letter was not the last of the
business on Ransay. One would like
to be the only correct prophet this war
has produced. It was not the end by
any manner of means, as I learned
within two days of finishing that last
chapter. I wrote it, and the two or
three before it, in the convalescent hos
pital at Wintcrdean Hall, finishing it,
I remember, on a Wednesday ; and I
picked up the scent again on the very
Friday following.
I hnd been laid out in an insignificant
North Sea scrap, but though the scrap
was small the wounds were unpleasant
and I was still rather glad to lie easy
in a movable summerhouse on the ter
race. I was well on the mend but had
walked a little too far that morning
and there I lay stretched half asleep in
a deck chair, out of the wind and bask
ing in the sun.
"Right! I see where he Is, thank
you," it said.
"Jack Whiteclett!" I said to myself.
It vas always pleasant to see Jack,
but at that moment a bore to be dis
turbed. Little did I guess how thor
ough and final that disturbance was
going to be. i
"Well, old chap," said he, "you've
earned a rest and I'm going to see
you're taking It."
This from Jack was subtly flattering
and I did my best to look the wounded
hero.
"Where did they get you?" he asked.
"In my beard," said I. "left side of
the jaw. Also right ankle and a sou
venir under the ribs."
"Lame?"
"Still a little, but improving."
"The beard is quite becoming," he
observed.
"Look at It well then while you have
the chance, for they say they'll let mc
fchave it in a week."
"You're well on the mend then?"
"Thank the Lord."
"Then I needn't give you any more
sjihpathy. Congratulations instead."
"On getting a bit of Blighty?"
"On getting a bit of ribbon."
I opened my eyes, for this was the
first I had heard of it.
"It Isn't out yet," said he, "but I
I believe it's to be your doom. Somebody
has presumably bribed some one at the
admiralty. Uncle Francis tipped me the
.wink. You've evidently quite made
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JUKI 1IUIVI LIICIC, X,U CI ) DU LUll(,tUlUia-
tious again."
"By tho way, how long have you
got?" I asked.
"A week."
I sat up in my deck chair.
"Only a week 1 I say this is extraor
dinarily good of you to corao down
here and seo me."
"Oh, I wanted to see how heroes bear
their wounds," he smiled, but I felt cer
tain there was something more left un
said. "Jack, old chap, what's up? I see
In your eye there's something else."
He hesitated n moment, then said:-
"There was, but I'm not going to
bother you with it now. I didn't know
how fit you tnight be."
Naturally I made him go on. ,
"Would it worry you if I were to
yarn a little about that adventure of
yours in Itansay?" "he asked.
"Worry mo! I've been thinking of
little else slnco I came to this restful
place. In fact I've'bccn finishing off a
full, true, and particular account of the
adventure. Any further news?"
His mouth grew compressed and a
frown settled over his eyes.
"Nothing definite, except that the In
fernal island has been worrying me n
lot lately. You were quite right, Roger!
and I withdraw my last doubt with
many npolegies,"
(TO BE CONTINUED)
DREAMLAND
ADVENTURES
By DADDY
"RAINBOW .GOLD"
(PcaHU and Billy find a pot of gold
at the end af the rainbow. It is taken
from them by a farmer boy, from him
by his father, from the father by a
convirt, and from the coniiet by Miser
Jenkins.)
The End of the Gold
M
ISER JENKINS drove his auto ns
fast as it could go. He was eager
to get away from the convict from whom
he had taken tho pot of gold. He
wanted, also, to get it home quickly
so thnt he could gloat over it. He had
tho gold on tho floor of the car be
tween his feet, and ho could scarcely
Keep his eyes off the shining coins long
enough to drive the machine.
Peggy and Billy, chasing after him In
he toy airplane, could hear him exulting
to himself.
"This gold will make me very Tich,"
he said aloud. "With it I can get a
lot of mortgages on the homes of widow s
and orphans. Then majbe I can take
their property from them and thus grow
to be immensely wealthy."
"Hear the evil he is plotting," said
Peggy to Billy. "I'm sorry we found
the gold, for he will. use it to work
harm to others."
"It seems only to cause trouble," an
swered Billy. "If we can get it bark
we will bury It again at the end of the
rainbow."
"Toot! Toot!" sounded a locomotive
whistle. A column of smoke spurting
over the tops of tho trees showed that
n train was coming along a railroad
which crossed tne highway a short dis
tance nhead.
"Toot! Toot!" warned the whistle
again, but Miser Jenkins was so busy
looking nt tho gold that he did not
hear it.
"Gold! Gold! Dear, precious gold!"
he cried out.
"Toot! Toot!" shrieked the engine.
Too late Miser Jenkins looked up and
saw it coming. He was so close to
the tracks he could not stop. Bang!
The train crashed into tho auto. Out
of the scat flew MJser Jenkins, nnd up
into the air, landing astraddle of the
hot engine. The auto was smashed to
pieces and the coins in the pot of gold
scattered right and left.
"Evil, evil In rainbow gold!" hootetl
Judge Owl.
When Peggy and Billy came to look
for the coins they had a surprise. The
gold pieces had turned into charcoal and
the brass pot had become an old, black
kettle.
"That's the way with rainbow gold !"
hooted Judge Owl. "It looks like a
million' dollars while the sun is shin
ing, but it's worthless after dark. The
onlygood gold is that which you earn
yourself."
"Let's bury It right here so It can
work no more evil," said Peggy, and
that is what they did.
Just as they finished, the train came
puffing back, bringing Miser Jenkins
and the train men to look for the gold.
But though they looked and looked they
didn't find it.
"Serves Miser Jenkins right for
planning evil," said Peggy.
"Wbir-r-r-r-r-r" went the toy air
plane, and in a jiffy Peggy found her
self back home and grown to her usual
size. "Good-by. Princess Peggy.
Come again to Birdland!" sang' the
birds as they hurried away to get to
their nests before dark. "Good-by!"
shouted Billy, buzzing away in his air
plane. "That was a beautiful rainbow to
night," said Peggy's father. "I won
der if it had a pot of gold at its end."
And Peggy laughed. She knew all she
wanted to know about rainbow gold.
(In the next installment will be
told the amusing story of Prince
Bumble.)
BRUNO DUKE, Solver of Business Problems
By HAROLD WHITEHEAD, Author of "Tho Business Carce of Peter Flint," etc.
Comlsht.
THE riTOBLEM OF GETTING COM?
MISSION SALESMEN TO STICK
A New Slant on an Old Problem
AFTER tho wordy "passage of arms"
between Bruno Duke and Feather
had subsided, Brninard gavo a little
apologetic cough and said :
"I think your idea is a good one,
Mr. Duko; we ought to hnve.n sales
employment manager. But have you
any plan that will enable him to do
better than the district managers?"
"Yes, Mr. Brninard, I have n plan
whcreTiy a man won't be hired until
he's proved that ho has stick-to-lt-lve-ncss
and until he also knows the car
and how to sell it."
"Impossible!" broke In Feather.
"Really, Feather." exnostulatcd
Brninard, "I er I must say that cr
er tell me, Mr. Duko, how your plan
would be operated?"
"My plan, In brief, is this! I sug
gest you advertise In tho newspapers
that a special' course in automobile
salesmanship will be given frco to all
acceptable applicants, on the under
standing that all who complete their
training satisfactorily will be given a
palarlcd permanent position with n com
mission also.
"That Is certainly unusual and very
interesting," Brninard said thought
fully. "Tho course of training would be
absolutely free, of course, and would bo
given two evenings n week in nomc
suitable room possibly nt the Y. M.
C. A. or one of the local business col
leges. Thnt would enable men and
women for there Is no reason why
women can't sell cars as well as men,
especially in such times ns these to
1 rcparo for tho position and remain nt
THE BAIL Y
GRANDMA DIXON
By HELEN PATTERSON
pAREFULLY Grandma Dixon loos-'
v cned the moist earth nround tne
roots of her famous larkspur, shook
the particles of dirt from the trowel,
nnd, standing erect, touched the tender
shootr very lovingly with her fingers.
Tht larkspur meant more than tall
blue flowers to her. It meant mora
eiies oi the past; memories of the morn-,
ing v hen a young soldier In a faded
blue uniform had found her rejoicing
ntcr their first blossom. There had
been four weary years of war and this,
tlicir f rst meeting, the larkspurs had
witnessed. Since that morning tho
flower hnd occupied a pleace of honor
in her garden.
"Want any help, grandma?" asked a
jomi man looking over the garden
fence. "You kuow, I'me great on dig
ging." "Bless you, Dick. Of course I know
U. when I look nt this garden, bu
theie is nothing to do this morningT
'1 hank you. Cojne here nnd tell me
nbout your work;"
"I'll come over, but there Is nothing
to tell. I haven't any yet."
"Do jou mean to say, Richard Haw
kins, thnt you are not going back to
our old work?" asked grnndmn, as
the young man aulted the low fence
and stood beside her.
"That's just it, grandma. Your hum
ble servant has to find a new job. You
know, the girls are doing our work so
well that many firms arc keeping them,
nnd Bolton & Mason's is,one of them."
"But the girls will cretninly resign
when they know you arc home again,"
said grandma. "I remember when Ab
ncr came home from the Civil War. I
gave up his school I had been teaching
and we were married."
"I'll bet you did," answered Richard,
"hut whose coming through the gate?"
"Why, bless me! if it isn't Betty,"
said grandma, hurrying to meet n young
girl dressed in a stylish suit and
a very becoming small lint. "Come on
Dick, you know? Betty. Why, you used
to play with her when she was a tiny
girl. You remember, she is the only
grandchild I have."
Nothing loath, Richard followed
Grandma Dixon down the garden path
and was reintroduced to Betty. For a
moment a pair of laughing blue eyes,
the color of the larkspur, looked into
his while they uttered a few common
place remarks, and then Betty followed
Grandma into tho house. It was not
until Richard had walked the length of
the garden thnt ho rememDereu, witn a
queer feeling, that he had seen those
sam blue eyes in th girl that occupid
his desk at Bolton & Mason's office.
In the meantime, Betty in the house
had casually asked Grandma "When
had Richard's people moved back to the
old homestead?"
"They haven't moved back," an
swered grandma, "Richard is spending
the week with me trying to recuperate
from his work of the last two years."
"Was he in all of the war?" asked
Betty.
"Most of It," replied grandma, "al
though it's little he talks about It. Just
now he's all upset over not getting his
old work back."
"But grandma," protested Betty,
''perhaps the girl needs the money she
i earning as much, as he does. I know
-omc of the girls in our office are tak
ing care of their mothers and younger
brothers nnd sisters."
"It may be all right for those girls
Copyrleht, 1010, by The Bell Syndicate. Ine.
their present Job until the course of
Instruction Is completed."
"I bellevo It's practical, don't you
er" Bralnnrd glanced nt Feathers and
ndded hastily. "Don't you think, Mr.
Duke I mean, how long would tho
training period be?"
"Six weeks; that would cover twelvo
class sesslomi not many, but enough
for our purpose"
"Humph I Thnt would mean six weeks
before wo would know whether a man's
any good or not," Feather said.
"Yes, Mr. Feather; but wo would
know it by thnt time In tho majority
of cases. At present but' why disturb
you by reminding you of tho present
unfortunate cxperienco In this connec
tion. "You will npprcclate, Mr. Bralnard,"
Duke turned to him again, "that the
managers are not taken from their
worK to train tnese men. Tuc expensoJ
oi tnese evening lessons is a triue com
pared with tho present cost of between
$4000 and $5000 to get a man who will
stick. If a mnn or woman comes reg
ularly to n class for these twelvo eve
nlugs, It shows that they have persist
ence. If they are intelligent, .uo kind
of questions they nsk will disclose it.
If they are careless or slovenly, thiir
nppcarance will quickly tell us. In
fact, by studying theso applicants for
six weeks wo should get a good idea
of their nbility and stability."
"Suppose that after half a dozen ses
sions you found that , some man was
unfit for our work, Jlr. Duke. What
would you do about It?"
"At the end of the session we should
tell him ns kindly ns possible that he
doesn't seem to be suited for tho work
and needn't come again." '
"Huh! Then he'll get as mad as a
NO VELETTE
to keep our returned soldiers, out of a
job, but what nbout the girls like you,
Betty Dixon, that don't really need to
work?" indignantly asked grandma.
"Why grandma you know wo girls
took up their work so the boys could go
nnd fight, nnd we have nil bought Lib
erty bonds and worked for the Red
Cross," stammered Betty as she
thought of the young man she had cas
ually glanced nt at the cement works
jesterday.
"Yes, you all did your best while
the war was being fought and won, but
now that it's over, show your gratitude
to them boys in n more substantial way
than, cheers. I'm nshamed' of you,
Betty, you, a Dixon, and not make
good!"
"You won't need to be ashamed of'mc
any. longer, grnndmn," said Betty
meekly. "I'll make good. I just hndn't
thought about it before; and now I'm
going to look at jour tulips."
But it wasn't tulips ; it was Richard
that Betty found sitting disconsolately
on an old. seat by the lilacs. No one
could resist Betty when she wanted to
be extra charming and soon they were
talking and laughing like children.
The next day Betty returned homeand
tho day afterwards Richard received two
letters; one was from Betty, which after
reading, he kissed and put in his in
side coat pocket. The other one was
from Bolton & Mason, inviting him to
call nt their office. If it hadn't been
for Betty's letter he doubted if he would
have called again at the, cement works,
but he told grandma that night he was
glad he had gone, for he had been offered
work in the sales department at a big
incrense in salary.
"That's as it should be," said grand
ma, "but jou mustn't "stay in the city
all the time, Richard. Betty finishes
her work next week and she is going to
spend the summer with me and I don't
want her to get lonesome."
"I'll do my best for you, grandma,"
answered Richard, "if Miss Betty is
willing."
It was at the close of the ,summer,
WAA-HOO-A IN MONKEY
MEANS "DO YOU LOVE ME?"
Professor Garner Finds Talking Simian Housing Problem
JVorries Chimpanzee at Zoo v
"Waa-Hoo-a," said he.
"A boo A hoo," replied she timidly.
This is not a -telephone conversation
between two June sweethearts.
It's simply a chat between a chim
panzee and a chlmpanzettc. They sat
on the limb of a tree while an approv
ing moon sprinkled just enough light
through the foliage to give a dash of
romance to the scene.
Prof. R. L. Garner, widely known
naturalistt, who has just returned from
the French Congo, discovered "talking
chimpanzees" while on his search for
specimens for the Smithsonian In
stitution. These creatures a cross between a
cblmpffczce nnd n gorilla were six feet
tall and weighed 200 pounds.
One night Professor Garner heard
one of them exclaim, "Waa-Hoo-a;"
By Chas. McManus
.taf,U,
hatter 1" Feather was determined to find
some objections.
"In that caso wo would be doubly
well rid of him. As a matter of fact,
n mnn can hardly object to being
dropped. He loses nothing, for he still
has his old job. Ho has gained some
knowledge of salesmanship for which,
he paid nothing except his time."
"That's a remarkable plan, Mr. Duke,
and we'll put It on If wo can find some
one able to handle it."
"There's the difficulty," Feather had
conceded tho cleverness of the plan, "the
plan's all right, but youIU never get
anybody to put it over X wouldn't."
"You nro the logical one to do It,
though you ought to tako the first class
and train ono of your managers to do
it. As salesmanoger, you know "
"I couldn't do I don't know the
first thing about teaching." Feathers
looked uncomfortable.
"Well, I know some one who could
and who could train one of your men
to do it also!"
"Who?" Feather and Bralnard asked
together.
I couldn't help jumping when Duke
answered :
"-My co-worker, Peter Flint I"
TODAY'S BUSINESS QUESTION
What is an "Embargo"?
ANSWER TO YESTERDAY'S
BUSINESS QUESTION
"Dunnage" is:
. Loose articles of a cargo.
2. Loose material laid on the bot
tom of the ship's hold to raise goods
and prevent injury bit tcater.
on one moonlight night, that the tall
blue flowers awoke from their sleep to
hear a low voice say:
"Betty, I'm to be made sales man
ogcr next week and the salary is very
good and oh, Betty, dear, I've al
ways loved and wanted you1. Won't you
please say 'yes' ?"
But as Richard's arms closed around
Betty the larkspur discreetly turned
away and whispered : f
"Did you hear that?"
"Yes," answered another sleepily,
"and it reminds me of the story of an
other young girl and the soldier in
blue."
(The next complete novelette, The
Hand-Me-Donn.)
NEWSPAPERS ASSAILED
Maurer Tells "Young Democracy"'
Press Is Menace to Liberty
James II. Maurer, president of the
State Federation of Lnbor, told mem
bers of "The Young Democracy" last
night that the press is the greatest
menace to liberty in this country. With
great emphasis he announced that the
"newspapers of the United States are
controlled by tho crowned heads of
Europe." .
The fifty young men and women who
sat scattered about in the auditorium '
of Grand Fraternity Hall, Sixteenth,
nnd Arch streets, did not appear to be
surprised by the latter piece of Infor
mation, but applauded the statement.
The second greatest menace, con- i
tlnued Mr. Maurer, are the moving pic
tures. Whether these are directed by
the crowned heads of Europe he did not
disclose, but he asserted that both the
papers and the "movies" hatra1 out in
formation about the oppressed tho way "
the oppressors want St handed out. ' i
Mr. Mauicr further stated that he
line fanAnimnnflad tn tnn Rtn ta TiarlAm
"on of Mr that fhe working forces .
own. This publication would not be a
propaganda sheet," he said; it would
merely print the news rom "the labor
angle."
Mr. Maurer declared he welcomed any
revolutionary measures ns long as they
were constructs e in their results. "Thev
people higher up must wake up," ha
said, "or a radical change in the form
of government will result."
On June 24, the speaker announced,
a conference of allied laboring interests,
representing 500,000 organized Pennsyl
vania working men, will convene in
Ilarrisburg for the purpose of inaugur
ating a political labor movement.
while another, somewhat dmenre-look-
ing, replied 'A-hoo-A-hoo." '
Professor Garner then heard the ani
mals carry on a regular conversation
which sounded similar to a combination
ot a gurgle and the hiccoughs.
Means Where Arc You
Careful investigation showed, he sald,Ji?
that "Waa-Hoo-a" meant "Do you
love me?" or '.'Where are you?'' and
A-hoo A-hoo," when translated was,
"Here I am or "I do, I do."
All of which goes to show that there
are real Tarzans in the jungle who may
be heard from more volubly in the fu
ture. It isn't necessary, however, to go to
the French Congo for talented chim
panzees. ,There is one out at the Z6o,
Miml by name, who las a vocabulary
and nn education which would make
the apes In the Congo appear decidedly
deficient
MImi Is a subtle simian. She un
derstands everj thing said to her and
more, sajd Superintendent O. Emerson
Brown today.
Furthermore, Bbo is progressive.
Aware of the dangers 9f.the high cost
of living, sho has amassed a fortune
amounting to twenty-seven cents, all la
pennies und nickels, which were pre
sented to her by visitors. ,
As a financier Miml can give soma f
oi our Desi oanKers a, up or iwo. dob j
doubles her money overy day, How? 4
By simply laying the pennies out be-"" 2
trtr. n ihI.m. a
She looks in the mirror and beholds t
that she has twice as much as she . $
thought she had. Yes, the mirror give a ",
her pleasant reflections. j
v Measures Her Cage
Miml also aspires to carpentry and
other trades. Every day she measures
her cage with a two-foot rule to see
It the Zoo authorities are encroaching
on her property. Perhaps she has
heard of the scarcity of living room in
West Philadelphia.
Wftere did she get the rule? Ask
the carpenter who repaired her cell the
other dayT, It was, sticking out of hh
back pocket. It was trimmed "with
slilny brass, Miml didn't hesitate,
, --I.JJU taieutea chimpanzee "was, ptr
il
I km. for a spy, ana. snoi at ana
mtuum,' tbm 't to cosipuui
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