3 EVEISfLNC lUBLlO LEi)6EK-PHrLELPmAr MOtflDAY, BRUAHY" 16, WM i THE MIDDLETEMPLE MURDER A Detective Story by J. S. Fletcher THE GUMPS O. Min! CopttlKlil 1P20. ty toe Trihure Co, By Sidney Smttk - ,jht. iltt), t'red A. Chop. C Ou i '' "S ' J'"6,& ''''o Co- TIS STAKTS TUB STOBY Vniib Spargo, London newspaper- '' ... j.-.a ntrti nrrrtilrt info iffZ.Ari "- fciioieif i John Mar- Rui. Secretary to We rpoit j and acposmny " uii ".,,, .11 I1C ranwrri 1117111.11 '"?'.. .4., more. W. '.. ilrfmiM lo 'Uori-i? "i'1" Marhury Jo his (ounm U the Temple thc night of thc mat- fer after IS o!ock, and that he ' ... Aiiti ftrnii Ttuia 111Vi vnt itu fill (cH ,;'in( coimccion he knew ilm Spargo and liathbury examine the leather dot and discover a cntld's photograph ami a silver heraldic iniee in i " V,' " ' .""i,:."" fnfllfj " '" " -i;ii-irr, tnrw7 """ him ",c "1!c" P"co " fMogiaph. M the Yellow Dragon, thtrchc puts up, he falls with "a Mtlhfal buck of ninety" Mr. Qunr tcrpagc. Spargo shows urn the silver iciice. Ht recognizes it' as Icing ... tiltu issued forty udtirs back. t, tccording the holders special priv'f ' u,n at tho racc-mcttings. "You got f t! from Londop. did you say, sirt" I ' tfOlfl LiVHWn, utvwvu utwtu. I ,XD 1IEHD IT CONTINUES - rpHIS joung gentleman from London 1 seems to bo In possession of one of ,tir tickets," continued Jlr. quarter age. "It is wonderful 1 Hut I icll you nbat. jounif gentleman from London, i( you will do me the honor to break fist with nic in tho morning, sir, I will ibow ou my racing books nud papers tni we, will speedily discover who the original holder of that ticket was. My tame, sir, is QuartcrpBgo nonjamin Quartcrpagc and I reside at tho ivy covered house exactly opposite thin inn, md my brcalfast hour is 0 o'clock hrp. and I shall bid sou heartily ! welcome! Spargo mode his best bow. "Sir," he said, "I am gieatly obliKCd bj your kind imitation, and I lhall consider it an honor to wait upon jou to the moment." Accordingly, at live minutes to nino next morning. Hpargo found hjinsolf Jn an old-fashioned parlor, looking out upon a delightful garden, gny with summer flowers, and being inttodnced ly Mr. Quarterpngc, Senior, to Mr. Quarterpagc, Junior a pleasant gcu tlcuun of sixty, always referred to by iis father as something quite juvenile and to Miss Ouarterpage. u youhg-old , Wy of something a little less elderly than her brother, and to a breakfast table bounteously spread with all the hoiee fare of the season Mr. Quar terage. Senior, was ns fresh nnd rosy us a cherub; it was a revelation to Spargo to encounter so old a man who itas still in possession of such life and jpirits, and of such a vigorous and healthy appetite. Naturall, the talk over the brenk fist table ran on hipargo's possesion of the old silver ticket, upon which 'jbjcet it as evident Mr. Quarter pagc was still exercising his intellect. And Spargo. uho had judged it Roll to enlighten his, host ns to who he was, and had exhibited a letter with which the editor or the Watchman had furnished him, told how in the cer-iM of his journalistic duties he had discovered the ticket iu the lining of an old box. But he -made to mention of the Marbury matter, being anxious to see first whither Mr. Quarterage's revelations would lead him. "You have no idea, Mr. Spargo," Hid the old gentleman, when, breakfast over, he and Spargo were closeted to Jftber in a little library in which were abundtut evidences of the host's tnsto mfjiortius matters; "you have no idea e. the value which was nttached to the possessiou of one of those silver tickets. There is mine, as you see, securely fram-d and ni6t as tecurely fastened to the wall. Thoso fifty silver tickets, my t near Mr, were made when our old race rfflectingwas initiated, iu the year 1781. 'They were made in the town by a local i Silversmith. Whose irnt.rrrnV.i.rnnJ. ' J;0," f,ti" carries on the business. The .!... inc msiriomen among tuc fifty eauing Durgesscs of the town to be lept in their families forever nobody eTer anticipated iu Uiop daws that our raee.meetlng would ever be dii-con- wuml '. i,.v0t carried great pilvi lejea It made its holder, ami all roein t'n, of his family, male and female, tree of the stands, rings and paddocks. Hsaie the bolder himsdlf nnd his eldest on, if ot age, the right to a scat at our grand race bannuct nt mMM i hf?.tcU 3"- -r. Spargo, rojulty 'it- --.. ... mru prescne in me good old fvJ i ,yusequently, as you bee, to be oe Holder of n silver ti..u, .m i. i omebodv." tkr5kv.,vbcn. thc racc-inceting fell lri'7n' .?f, coufic- "ic families who ren MM- n.." ,,UKen re,LSnrc of. , ..s ..,,, uuai itrnaire. wait with as I dealt warned on velvet, and "They were with mine hung tip or locked away; I am sine Hint nnybody who had one took tho grentest care of it. Now. 1 said hint night, over there nt thc Dragon, that I could re peat thc names of all the families who held these ticketi". Ho 1 can. Hut here the old gentleman drew out n drawer und produced from it n parch -tiient-bound book which lie handled with great reverence "here is u little volume of my own handwriting mem oranda relating to Market Milcnster races in which In a list of the original holder, together with another list tdiovvlug who held tho tickets when tho ruecs were given up. I mnke bold to say, Mr. Spargo, that by going through the second list. I could truce every ticket except thc one you have In your purse," "Every one?" tmid Spargo, in some surprise. "Kver.v one! Tor ns I told you." continued Mr. Quarterpagc, "the fami licH are cither iu the tow'n (we're a con servative neonle here hi Market Mll- castcr and we don't move fur afield)! or incy re just ouisiuc tne iowu, or they're not far away. 1 can't conceive how thc ticket you have nnd it's genuine enough could ever get out of possession of ouc of these families, and " "Perhaps." suggested Spargo, "it never Iibn been out of possession. T told jou it vvni found in tho lining of a bo that box belonged to n dead man." "A dead mau ! exclaimed Mr. Quarterpagc. "A dead man! AVho could ah ! Perhaps perhaps I Have nu idea. Yes an idea. I remember something uow that I had never thought of." The old gentlemau unfastened the dap of his parchment-bound book, and turned over Its pages until he came to one whereon was a list of names, lie pointed this out to Spargo. "There is the list of holdrrs of thc silver tickets at the time thc race-meetings came to an end." he said. "If jou were acquainted with this town you would know thnt those arc thc names of our bcsl-knowfi inhabitants all, of course, burgesses. There's mln'c, you sec Quarterpagc. There's Lummis, there's Ka.vc. there's Skene, there's Templet) the gentlemen jou saw last night. All good old town names. They all arc on this list. I know every family mentioned. The holders of that time arc manj of them dead; but their successors have th" tickets. Yes and uow that 1 think of it, there's only one man who held n ticket wheu this list was made ubout whom I don't know anything at least, anything recent. The ticket. Mr. Spargo, which vou've found must have been his. But I thought 1 thought somebody else had it!" "AnrI this man. sir? Who wus heV" asked Spargo. intuitively conscious that he was coming to news. "Is his name theic?" Thc old man ran thc tip of his linger dowu thc lint of names. "Theie it is!" he said, ".lohn Mnit land." Spargo bent over the fine writing. "Yes, John Maitlaud." he observed. "And who was Jou:- Maitland?" Mr. Quartcrpagc shook his bead. lie tnrned to another of the many drawers in nn ancient bureau, and began to search amongst a mass of old news papers, carefulb sorted into small bundles and tied up. "If jou, had lived in Market Mil i aster onc-uud-twciitj vcars ngo. Mr. Spargo," he said, "jou would have known who John Maitlaud was. Vor nio time, sir, he was the best-known man in the place aje. and iu this corner of the world. But aje, here it is the newspaper of October nth, 1S91, Now, Mr. Spargo, you'll find in this old newspaper who John Mnit- land was, and all about him. Now, I'll tell you 'what to do. I've just col to co into mv qmce for au hour to tal,k thc ciaj s uusiness over wun mj sou jou take this newspaper out into the gar den there with oue ot these cigars, and lead what'll jou find in it, and when jou've read that we'll have some more talk." Spargo carried the old newspaper in to thc sunlit garden. (CONTINUED TOMORROW) Saw George Eliot's Ghost Tho death of Mrs. Katherine Mac quoid, the vpterau novelist, at thc great age of ninety-three, severs another of tlie few remaining links with the Vic torian past. A contemporarj of George Eliot, Mrs. Mncquoid used to tell how she onie saw the famous w liter in ti vision. When G'eorgo Eliot went to live nt Chelsea .Mrs. Macquoid proposed to go and call on her. But before she lould do so a lcmnrkublc and tragic thing mtppeneri. One night .Airs. Macquoid -awoke sud denly, and saw the liguro of CJcoigc Eliot standing between thc bed and the wall. The apparition was distinct and unmistakablp. On the following even ing Sirs. Macquoid learned of George Eliot's death. Easton Tree Press, 'i -- More About Joshua That Joshua was n wouder! He uot only stopped the sun. But he hadn't any parents, Kor he was the son ot Nuu. Boston Evening Transcript. I VAJWEN I fceA YhE& SIYUA.Y(ON NNAvN TE& ADS I FE&L LIKE CsOIVfr OUT AND fcE-TTNtr fAKSELf A B'l-OND NAJIGt AND A COUPLE OF DRESSES ANO I S.EG- IF I COULDN'T CE-T ONE I 0 TNE-S& SWELL POSITIONS - V HERE'S A LiMjGjrJ- GET "THIS ON& DREAMLAND ADVENTURES "JUDITH, THE FAIR DAMSEL" n.v iiaiidv Ala list week's story I'eggy awl rl", "i 1, '"!' " Uovicland helped woolcrf A'osc ofcrcomc thc Own icrce inngs and win thc promise of 'i't lair damsel to tcrd him if he could er father's consent.) PrrrvTllc Jeer's Tests MG heard a voice calling to her from afnr. Tt .,.. .. .,!..! I... ' ml .V. . " nluK'US voice " IfoZl i ' s,een,cd t0 draw '" from ltd if ?'""r n which she was dozing !rZY.a"y 'J?.r ",vn'. ay ""HI it J 'tovlVland, y n a Srnbsy bnnk ln Wed i. at me "nert' s,1( ha(l -C,.Jt,,s at tb: flee of tho woods "tbthh1' 9rooU,i Nose, thc dwarf is, tihr?r1tesD'! ?- rain 1 ' fa r damsel. And now ' CroolJ v near'1 tl"' i1""' voice of ) iraTn n..cthr bamc voicc tIiat " i ber' lrrr.tl,.,Lbi?!t:"ai'- "(1 " 'l her nrST i0,V.lr, the b5hcs showed ,'JMJerlV. ,'i', himself, looking "MamsiT iV ti ,larnihouse of the tium ?i ' I!t,si,e l,in' ""S Billy Rel- lira ffi sroJ'.p "ro,,Dl1 were Balky jJjJJohnajr Hull, Rilly Goat and the viVadltJ0U to the snunrf ,,f n,nftV-n,l nd ciMt,e' VQy heard u cllckiug tniVtr Jl.i,Bcard' e motlon-plcture sc"onH Xnst.away oa his camera, le W ,v,d tthat Kiml ot Photoplay tkrille?, mkinE-a funny picture or a !b hirBd!,mt0fi CrooI Now brought ic' fatherl r ' nVl unou ''C porch of ' to , "'"house, but when she llhadS"t1h.cr Prancing horso. as " the h bcfore' llcr father rushed ould not im uml topped her. He Crookea om t r K" "nd Hhe wavci1 t0 i . I nnui . . '"ul er, 5 K" rricd ft ', "iV lovely bride to J? "lb H,SSKr(l Fe "c leuped ?l.J Jut? lln$ l I'osgy.nnd i," tbe in.,!,,. , "wuni uuer nun, tkJ i,!",ari" mule sned iiunv. Itn. ' lucy wuW hwr thunpfng fcct nnii Cc 1,nnss ",nniBS after them. Ralky Sam came t a stop beside imi 1!S f Vihcrt' f,t00,, "" fair damsel and her father. . "Hoity-toity, what's nil this sing. f iw d frunlDr.uout?" blustered the ir,n,i S ', f",,r ('a,n!cl- He was u broad-shouldered mau nnd hud a bristly mustache which jerked up and down as he glared at Crooked Nose. .Please, dear fnthor in., ..n. jouth with the handsome blue eyes and snil Ing, tender mouth wishes to marry me." replied thc fair damsel. Indeed. I do. sir, nud I crave vour 'pnsent. said Crooked Nose, his voice shaking with excitement. "So do I." roared Fierce Pangs. "I want to marry jour daughter," "Hoity-toity! Fluff nnd feathers!" shouted the fnthcr. "He who would vved Judith, fair (laughter of Farmer Jonathan Strongarm, must meet four great tests." He looked up at Pierce ! nngs. You look big enough to stand the tests," he said, then he frowned down on Crooked Nose, thc dwarf. Rut jou, frail youth, are too small and puny. You are not strong enough to do what I require," "Ho, ho! You want a man of might for jour sou-in-law. I urn he," roared Giant Pierce Pangs, sneering at Crooked Nose. But Crooked Nose stepped bravely forward, "I havo tho strength of Jove, I will meet your tests, Farmer Strongarm." "So be it, jou both shall try." said Farmer Strongarm. "He who wins shall have my duughtcr, but he who tuns must never, never see her again. Saying this the father of the fair damsel drew four nuckcts from his pocket ami handed one of these to Crooked Nose. "This is the first test." he crioil. Crooked Nose opened tho packet and read : 'So sturdy nnd strong you must bo You can ride a steed that masters me." (Tomorrow xcill be told how Vrooltd Aosc vucla thc first test, J WANTED- POSlYtorv A COMPANION "TO A REFINED WOMAN WHO YRAVEL'b A fctREAT D&AL- "TNIS QUO BIRD'S KINDA. AAXfOUS to ee TWE COUNTRY- AND SWE'S PARTICULAR WHO SHE" SEES IT WITM TOO VOITH TNE1 OYNER peRSON'S DOUfcW - SHE rAUVT BE- A WEAO UMfcfc . A.u KiCtNT U& X ff V i JIVxTii K r HERE'S AN OTHE.-R ONE - " A YOUNfcr LAOV OF REFNEfAeNr VvfOOLb LIKE POS)TION IN ARISTOCRATIC lAALV- ' NOWAiHINC IRONIN(?ORSC.RUBBm(r pLOOKCt rAU5T MfKte fcVfcPUNaciFB- ALSO -THREE. AFTERNOON S A WEEK ALL DAN THURSDAY AND NO SUNDAY. WORK- ALARV 3U6.0 V '. . WW i i t y PETEY Here's Where Petey Gets Back at Her BuC.A.Voiglii , v ( peTcty-look-:: n THtWVS- Y Cy V (AT HAS 1?BACHKD knii A 5U-Y v S V PALr fceA.CH-LOOfc.' J pad Paiutiwc t N v ' nCTURES om owes ' 1 . -v s0r Bacviof owe'j 1 ( ) '&, OF ALL The JiUy Th'iugs .'.' 0) )-o.'g.i SUWBUEVJ "iHm) HE1i (.ACE-COUAR. 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