',)f. jpotptot mwm -' ""(V. ) W A ' SiY.' 1 ' 'r !a r yvf ;.rs ' ttf "a m. ?r , -,' -j .u)x ,'- s w., w.j,,- j . i' it r '-n i, -i a i "... - - iv ' - T ' fr." ' r i -.r ' .';-' ). .. . u.. 'j if' 'V '. rw t o.. ;' W .- & t X 1 J-.t ' -I i 'W T i?" t'V ?! FY ? ! ' "Y i " ' " s ' t "; 'V fMlDDLE TEMPLEMURDER A Dotoitive Story by-J S. FUttchtr int. Frt A- ' -.-".- i.iitiiA i,ma Lfdotr Co, aft1? -inHBB ain't no danger o ma being fS'fc.Mkid " '0nM lf there. Is, ikV. J'JtaV to say word-no, not '"V . win "in no troublo.or any sort, T 0? i?iniih a poor man." P&rt shtes aanjer in (ha "Not th..AUft Sild Hnard. "Not rf :,L All jouVo cot to do is to.tcll ffhUn P?ove t&at it I. the truth. riMrti JOU Who tOOK MM qucer-iooK- !' ... Mr. Arlmore'a rooms RStf JSSfcra 'aS tfcl. direct Sn SoJ&iW to his feelings. He s'c&'nly mo as took Ih sir,;' .. ..m. "Not that I meant to pinch it 1 Vf me! And, as you n.lght nay, I jjjftuke It7wh'en(all's said and done. Z Itf" "M Spargo .flit's Interesting. And now was it PMoniVn grinned again and rubbed his ("?:. -- ill ! .." ha nnntff(rd. s.:!Htt rtt? Uriwinl Daylight Window ftuuif Company, and I used to clean J,ny windows here and there in tho ftnplt, and them windows at Mr. Ayl-nartV-only I knew them as Mr. An-Sn't-smong 'em. And I wan there c morning, early It was, when the !kinromtn she says to me, 'I wish foa'd tike these two or three hearth J2 ' the says, 'and givo 'era a go6d AtiM. he says. Ana mo oem m mi i rttdy one to oblige. 'All right I' i mm. ind takes 'cm. 'Here's some- MnJ to wallop 'em with,', she says ud pulls that there old stick out of a kttait was In a otand in a corner of v. inHiT. And that's how I camo to kindle it, sir." "I Bee," sld Spargo. "A good ex tinction. And when you had beaten (tt hearthrugs what then?" Molllson smiica ins ivcun bimiiu ukuiu. irn. lr. I looked nt that thcro dick and I see it was something un amnion," be answered. "And I thinks 'TWll. this Mr. Aadorson, he's got i bundle of sticks aim walking canes to there ne 11 never miss mis oia tkior,' I thinks. And so I left it in a ..! vhm I'd done beating tho run. ud whn I went away with my things 1 took it with me." "iou too it witn your- saia apar- 19 "Junt co. To Keep as a curiosity, I ropoose?" Molllun's weak smile turned to ono of cunning. Ho was obviously losing Hi nervousness : the sound of tils own roirt and the reception of his news was imparting confidence to him. "Not half I" he answered. "You sec, tumor, mere was an cm covo as i low in the Temple there aa is, or m, 'ciuie I ain't been there since, a collector of anttkltles, like, and I'd sold klm a oneer old thing, time and again. And, of course, I had him in my oyo hrn I took the stick away sec?" "I see. And you took tho stick to htm?" "I took It thero and then." replied Molliren. "Pitched him a talc. I did. about ft having been brought from foreign parts by Undo Simon which I itnr had no Uncle Simon. Made out it was s rare curiosity which it might li'been one, for all I know." 'Mactiy. And tbc old cove took a b7 fo It, eh?" IJflouetit it there and then," an- med Molllson, with something very Rja nink. 'AM Boutht it there nnd thn. Anrl Ikl much did ha slvn vnn for If?" Ilild Sonrro. "HnmnfMnr hanrfinm llbpe?" "CoiTnle o' mild." runlUd ATnlllcnn. "Me not wlahlntr tn nurt with a fnmllv trirloom for less." J'Just so. And do you happen to be te to tell me the old cove's name and hi BddrMS. Molllson?" niVnH Hmnm I da. l!r. Whlnh Viv nlnJ - Hi entry the fifth or sixth as you go Joa JHddle Tcmplo Lane," answered1 JIoIIhoo. "Mr. Nicholas Cardlestone, frit floor up tho staircase." Spar jo rose from his seat without as ch as a look at Breton. 'Come this way, Molllson," he said. J.S ' ?? and Bec nbout yur Httle re "w. Excuse me. Breton." Drftnn Hl'.,l I.l i ,.. i . ...... . . kiir . I m . "izla xu soiiiuac lor in. . - "" iv 1U1 L11U 11HIL. "e.nome secrctarv'H mnrin , -..j... m eoinc down thpr nt proprietor or, the Tvatchmsn. it was Into in the evening when they reached the little town, but Spargo, having lUUKL'U 1U til l"H IIU1IUI ui ine xcilow Dragon' nnd ascertained that Mr, Quarterpage had only lust gone home. took Breton across the street to the old gentleman's house. Mr, Quarter, page himself came to tho door, and recognised Spargo Immediately.- Noth ing would satisfy him but that the two should go in: his family, he said, had Just retired, but be himself was going to take a final nightcap and a cigar, and they must share it. "For a few minutes only then, Mr. Quarterpage," said Spargo as they fol lowed tho old man into his 'dining room. "We have to be up at daybreak. And possibly you, too, would like to bo up Mr. Quarterpage looked an inquiry cr the top of a decanter Which he was At daybreak?" he exclaimed Kite vlCt V10 B5aV0 nt Markct uiicaster. I'm so nc down the... nt 9i and I mmnun .-,.'. ,; . r rhc!h, u .i'."l" .J"1 'u Hng. juu "iTC.l "r rttves empty w,V.,,atBrav empty," said tell you u good deal." Breton, CHAPTER XXXH The Contents nt .1.,. r,.n TE..tra.vcled " together to "WW . Breton" hT U l.hat aftwnon lto(rttPnhgamnbeDaoTteC over bandling. Tho fact Is." said Soarso. "Hint grave of Chamberlayne's is going to be opened at daybreak. "We have managed to get an order from tho home secretary for tho ex humation or Cnamberlayne's body : tho officials in charge of it have come down in the same train with us; we're all staring across there at tho Drncon. Tho officials have gono to make the proper" arrangements with your au thorities. It will be at daybreak, or as bear it as can conveniently bo man aged, And I supposo, now that you know of it, you'll be there?" "God- bless met" exclaimed Mr. Quarterpage. "You'vo really done thutl Well, well, so we shall know the truth at last, after all these years. You'rs a very wonderful young man, Mr. Spar go, upon my ward. And this other young gentleman?" Spargo looked at Breton, who bad already given him permission to speak. "Mr. Quarterpage," he said, ''this young gentleman is, without doubt, John Maltlaud's son. He's tho young barristor, Mr. Ronald Breton, that I told you of, but there's no doubt about his parentnge. And I'm euro you'll shako hands with him and wish him well." Mr. Quarterpage set down decanter and glass and iiastened to give Breton his hand. "My dear young sir I" ho exclaimed. "That I will indeed t And as to wish ins: you well ah. I never wished any thing but well to your poor father. He was lod away, sir, led away by Cham berlayne. God bless me, what a night of surprises I Why, Mr. Spargo, sup posing that coffin is found empty what ,i..i.i'i "Then." answered Soarro. "then I think wc shall be ablo to put our hands on tuo man who is supposed to do in it." "Tou think mv father was worked upon by this man Chambcrlayne, sir?" observed Breton a few minutes later when they had all sat down round Mr. uuartcrpoge'fl iiospitamo neartn. "xou think he was unduly Influenced by him?" Mr. Quarterpago shook his bead sadly. "Chamberlayne, my dear young sir," he answered. "Chamberlayno was a plausible and a clever fellow. Nobody knew anything about him until be came to this town, and yet beforo ho had been here very long be had contrived tn Ingratiate himself with everybody of courso, to his own advantage. I firmly believe that he twisted your father round bis little flugor. As I told Mr. Spargo there when he was making his inquiries of, me a short while back, it would never have been any surprise to me to hear definitely, I mean, young gentlemen that all this money that was in question went into Chamber layne's pockets. Dear me dear me 1 and you really .bcliovo tiiat Obambcr lnyne is actually nllve, Mr. Spargo?" Spargo pulled out his watch. "Wo shall all know whether ho was buried in that grave before another six hours nro over, Mr. Quarterpage," he said. He might well have spoken of four hours instead of six, for it was then nearly midnight, and beforo 8 o'clock Spargo and Breton, with tho other men who had accompanied thorn from Lon don were out of the Yellow Dragon and on their way to tho cemetery just outside the little town. Over the hills to tho eastward the gray dawn was slowly breaking: the .long stretch of marshland which lies between .unrKet Aiiicastcr nnu iuc sea was white with fog: on tho cypresses and acacias of the cemetery bung veils and webs of gossamer : everything around them was quiet as tho dead folk who lay bencnth their feet. And. the ntoplc nctlvely concerned went quietly to work, and those who could do nothing but watch stood arouud in sllcnco. "In ull my long life of over nlucty years," whispered old quurterpagu, who had met them at tho cemetery gates, looking fresh and brisk in spitu of his shortened rest, "I have never seen this done before. It seems a strange, strange thing to interfere with a (lend man a last resting-place a dreadful thing." (CONTINUED TOMORROW) EVENING .FUBLIC LEPGEErjPHlLADELPHIA, . MONDAY, MARCH 8, ' 102O' TtiE GUMPS-Spedkino of Nebs! Copytlslil. 10 JO, by th Trlbuni C: DREAMLAND ADVENTURES THE MEDICINE MAN Iljr DADDY tU I... ,oji vjttk'i storv 'IAb Wild c" "till ft. "1 ni"" CA' III i'e"! back t0 ,he lo"0 ago I ' tiw fntkr an hU braves I,, n.. i.li... NlflUT I. " a,,0 "" f dark "s"d (ormecl an unbwken ot iSt.upH,.,ti,irniv;or,w1a? thero "' '""trMtlinlnn-. ill i " '"afKlBR U diaa Z.S wh,ch "POJ a don In- i-.I'sddlers -or. ,- . . . . f Sm a? Oiw7 ,Pem V nly and fcoc'l at tho ,SLw,cro.Pbot to be QiRedDoj. '" the CHmP ' atB.dfcnhl!?rwe?0 th0 ftt Mf. ir..uVPe' Eaglo feather him. W.WMI T II car VT, Klas.u,DB yo "alky R.ni ,0H! the. chief's two sons. '""o rid hf aaa wanted to get a ' ,t nti hZZy $V J' d ta W duckM him" inii' crturn1' " that cnnl.10 tho rIvcr- e ','' Will 8. M,hWeI? U0J $"" tot 8,n then in.j Mucn , disgusted, Balky SMW tod5'?,1,hta mlnd that ho "wmy wL flna hl8 wy through tho MftSS Sttm d,ldn,t Hke tila, LT,dldnH"ant nyh8?m.a demon- d 'L demnn t0 bc ln lo same canoe $'! demon. .7e.M"W Jo S&.8iWffi?-VS-f.WSR ISS .ihos Liilk&th.c,p fear of Balky fc' .'coo'tln, ;rl.Po '. bravo wart :uhl n.n." .." laeir llvnq rni, Wiy Bm a regular terror of a MB fnd..ny. rldlnir alnnr nm. looked awfully black under tho trees and it sounded creepy und scary. But .Balky Snm went cranhlng bravely along uuu every onci- in a wuuo no lilted UlS volco lu a mighty bray to tell thorn he was ull right. "Hee-haw! Hee-haw!" he said, and at the awful sound the In dians paddled more swiftly than before. After u long, loug time (he sky ahead began to turn gray, then pink, thcu red. As tho children gazed in wonder, silver rays burst up through the red, nnd right behind tho silver rays came Father Sun himself, rising In all his springtime glory. In a mlnuto he chased away the shadows, and, as tho darkness fled, a great burst of song came from among tho trees. It was tho birds warbling their greeting to the morning, , Peggy and Billy felt like singing themselves. The beauty of tho sunrise, the freshness of tho dawn, the thrilling gliding of the canoes, the melodies aris ing from the forest it was wonderful. As tho children were enjoying all this thcro camo a harsh interruption. It was the voice of Balky Sam, "Hee haw! Hco-haw!" "Good-morning, Balky Sam," cried Peggy and Billy. But Balky Sam wasn't giving them a morning greeting. He was sounding an alarm. "Hee-haw! Heo-haw! Come to tho rescue!" he brayed. "There are people here to be saved. Hee-haw! Hoe haw! Corao quickly I" The Indiana would have naddled away at the sound of Balky Sam, but Peggy and Billy wouldn't flee when Balky Sam nro people was calling for holfi. "Balky Sara sais there thero who need to be saved," cried Peggy. "Turnback! Turnback!" "White spirits saved our lives! White Spirits nro wise und good ! When White Spirits speak, the braves of Eaglo Feather obey.'1 Saying this Chief Eagle bank. ay Feather .turned his cauoo .toward tho iagli I tin llud Peggy and Bills known what was to follow they never would huvo urged tho, unwilling red mcu to answer Bulky Sum'H call. (Tomorrom iqlll ho told what it foifid )i,ihe ttiooM) I HHB.M Nfc CLOULhUTfaPT OuT- THefttVS oi4e fetus YHA-TS CrOT A .WHOt. LOT TO 3Wkf ABOUT HleLF- I F H t? WNT & YOT4 rr A NlfarHY OS .XC'SoTta o.lu a rMyrnNfa, a ni wife & RELATIVES H ne was our one niccHT 'riu, lOXaoCK ( ABOUT 1 WEAAS AND HE'S BRA&CrlNG ABOOT T YET- , I WA WM-KiNCr YUrTOUCiW A WARbWArU STORE WITH HIA TMB OTHER OAV AMD WHEN KB AW THE PLAT IRONS W6 STARTfco To tOt(jE. WE& ONE OP THOSE aJV& THAT - N6VER CAR OOf HS HEULi - on Hjsvoe Ai-utMe TiMe - PUSX FOOTMtf ArlOUMD o Jl f isssssV Is ' SSSSI n1 fH X 1 sssB By SldnetiJ5mfa HC DON'T CrCT PLAT ON H F6E-T 'Tl,.l. ABOUT TtfRfcS HOUttl ArTB HB LfiAVgS HOAAE THEN HE STARTS TO TALK LOUD A.Nt ACT Like- A rAA.fl - A IV CO S RlCrHr VWN6N ME (aOES TO WO(K HlWP MAUK S Wl TIU6T POR Wv HS HA MORt PJN 8CNt PALL. GEAfte TMAN SOVN6 PECLOWC HAVE 'Af B5N( fiPSKMAN ( o tMMH PETEYStep to the Head of the Class -- ByC.A.Volfhi ( SO LOWC ) ll San. TtoAf s a iiiuliv wur. THAT MISS MAUietGM, WHV OUT $UK CVT MAsmiB-D AUPCVyr OUT TCiAT weAK Tt?oOSer. tJUJIMWIS ' VMV 3WS 15 MAffffiSD oucce Pen, ttoTME COUTIWOBJ To UtC WBW. NlAIOBM UANI5' vj ' f NIAIOBM gLT' y wfrfXy p aft 4V jUEfX&l lWtjyA JMM uYij vZssVlsDussB UCn MUSBAUDS WAMP ts "tnawut L. wo, 0lAKt n- Tr..w ..w ... . . ! m, ii j rj -. DbmNti - No. Not Twa" tttTU-n . . - - . AXVWAN.JTS SomeTWiIMC 1RAT 'BECILii WITU ' 7J (t)CS&) . '05 ' -- The Youno Lady oross the Way 1 THE TOONERVILLE TROLLEY - .. - , M ... . By FONTAINE FOX I SCHOOL DAYS Tbu young lady ucro.sa the way says nothing is moro Importadt iu these days of strikes and shorter hours thau to remember what the Blblo says, that in tho perspiration of thy face thou shalt eat thy bread. Mg DWIO YHfl SKIPPER BSTA).lSHD A 'NEW RECORD FOK SLoW TfipS tAST WEBK WHEN HE ACCENTED TWo TICKETS FOR A.SHow'AND StoPPtV THE. CfK-k EVEKT flACE THE ADVAKCE AGENT WANTED To UP OHE OF HIS PLACARDS. WHERE TACK Y y,u ctii , W y juit vtM -ha t am an " j ii - . .cu,: V ,.L.aKfoU irfv Jin"- 1 tt W'1 ' ( r ' -rod L 'u e wfr 5 u y" " '.. 4.; o t" -w Ko.' .fiM .Wi?' .... rft tlfn V' fcfJ , 1 . COttld - -? 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