30 THE SCRANTON THTB ETC? E-SATURDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY 15. 1898. ' ALF LTU MEN'S FINE SI TITS Which we sold for &I8, $20 and we are how closing out for nn SALE VE HUNDRED A SJO.O SIO.O They consist of Single and Double Breasted Sack Suits, Cutaways and Frocks in fine worsteds, cassimeres and cheviots. We have too large a stock and must reduce it now, ; This sale is FOR CASH ON LY, We want money. THREE HUNDRED SUITS Ages 14 to la years, fine suits, former prices $8, $10 and $12, all go now for one price of $5.00 each. FOR CASH ONLY. ' TWO HUNDRED CHILDREN'S SUITS Go at $2.00 each, CASH. Formerly sold for $3, $4, $4.50 and $5. This is deep cut and far below the cost of the suits and they should move quickly. That is whv we have put these prices on. We need the room for spring goods. We also want the money. OLL & WEFT Clothiers, Hatters and Furnishers 220 Lackawanna Avenue lie Rajah s .Honoom - By FLORENCE IAMRYAT, Author of Her Lord and Raster," etc. Copyright. UIMk by Baobeller, Johnson and Bachellnv 1 " 6TNOP8I3. John Busby, a Scotland Tard rtetoptlvf, la sent to Manning ford to Investigate the o lil wry of a diamond imrkluce worth tMU.OUO. This b knifed to Sir Henry Klle Iiifie, who la Juw. dinl, and the Jewels "were found mining; after the readtnx of tt will. Bimby puis up at tho hotH. and over heant the ountomera dUousainK thn matter, one of whom 8iictn the young wife of Sir Henry to have 4 liken them. The detective quoatlonH hlx stepson, the nw baronet, who tell him the Jewel were (lven to hia father by un Indian firinue, were Intended ax un heirloom, inJ that his stepmother always wanted them. He tell of hi own marriage and of a quarrel with hln father, who wja angered by It. Binby quewtkona the widow, arid ahe hlnla that her alvpxon himself ha taken the Jewel. He aio hears of arid see a deal ami dumb woman, Julia Craley, a warf. who ha a home In the tiouae, and haa always been very devoted to Sir Charles and hi father. He talk wtti Mi butler, .who. aks hla conlldence. PAHT IV, 'Of course not. Are you not act lnsr In his Interests?" Why-certainly; but things aepm a bit mixed to me. Well, .Hir, you pee, servants ain't all deaf and dumb like that pore'rreeter that la kept here otitJ or charity. We has our Hprtses, air, nnd our feclln's. and we can't always phut our eyes to what is r-roIii' on. "Well, it was about a month ago when I fust see one evening as I was putting up the shutters in the library, a dark . fltruce lurking along the shrubberies 1 couldn't see him very plainly, but lie looked like a loafer or a tramp to trie I didn't like the looks of him at all, and I called James, the footman, to sto out into the garden and see who it iniKht be! But James, being but a lad and timorous-like, was such a time about obeying my orders, that when tie went the man was gone, though I'm as certain as I saw him as I am that I see you at this present moment!" "Well! Well! but what of It? Tou must often have beggars and tramps round a large house like this!" "This wasn't no beggar." resumed Ooddard, mysteriously. "Well, sir, the Tuesday before my old master was taken, with his last Illness, her lady- icura WORKS Wonders caring- tortaring, disfiguring, ha rtUstlng humour of the Skin, ( Ip, ul Blood whtn all clM falls. a) . a spti r. !u T a am, 1, Ita, aaaaam, ! rna V.S.4. ship 'had out the Jewels In the forenoon, rubbing them up and shnwinir them to Sir Henry and AIIhs Craley thut's the pore deformed lady, you know, itachel Marks was passing In or out of the room at the time, and can bear witness to the fact. My lady. sh held them agulnat Iter gowr aiid nhi says to Rachel: "They'll be mine, some day. Kachel!' and Miss Craley she screamed In her queer way, and Sir Henry smiled, as if It waa all right, though, mind you. I don't believe nothing would have made him leave them there jewels away from Sir Charles, not if he'd been In his right senses, not for ever so!" "Tou were present at the Interview between Sir Ilenry and his son on the following day, 1 believe, tlodiiardV" "Tea, sir, I was, and I hope never to be present at such another, for I really thought they would have Mown at one another's throats. Sir Henry he was In a terrible Htate. and the yonnfr 'un was as bad. and a I heard the old mas ter say that Sir Charles was no son of his. and that he'd out his name out of his will, and that he'd be left a pauper on the bounty of the Dowafrer Lady KUesmere. thought I, for one, never be lieved It, and knew it wns only said in a passion like, and that In his heart the old master loved his son better than anyone else. Well. sir. you've heard how it ended and we had to carry poor Sir Henry u; to his lied, where lie lay till he died, unable to speak or to swal low. That evening, as 1 was watching his bed, with little Jllss Craley crouched down by his side, moaning Just like on animal In distress, mv eyes kept turning- to the window Just to divert my thoughts, and presently I see the same flggrer I've spoke of, loafing round the shrubberies and keeping well in the shadder. And while I was looking, there -omes out a second fig ure and Joins him and I could have sworn that it was my lady but for Ood's sake, sir. you won't betray me, for I couldn't be sure, but Mrs. Nelson, who have been here almost as lung as I have, will tell you the same, that Is, that my lady did go out that evening in the dusk, and she see her pass into the shrubberies, and come back alone! And that's all I know about the miss ing of the Jewels, sir!" "Thank you. Mr. Ooddard. Your confidence shall be respected. Will you send Mrs. Nelson to me?" When the old man had gone, I rose from my chair and began to pace the library. An accomplice probably a lover on the scene. That put an en tirely fresh complexion on the matter! I seem to see It all as clear as day! An old man with a young and beauti ful wife who was jealous of his son, and tried to set him in every way against him. In order that she might inherit the property. She believed her self to have gained her object, and then the old man's sudden illness prevents the accomplishment of her plan she determines at all risks to secure the jewels for herself calls In an accom plice, or, as I surmise, her lover gives them Into his charge perhaps to take them out of the country until she can Join him and so they might be got.e beyond recall. But I would get to the bottom of the mystery If mortal man could do It! It was a more intricate case than I had expected so much the more kudos might I gain from un raveling It. My blood rose at the pios pect. 1 felt quit excited by the time the prim, old-faahtoned housekeeper ol the Gables had entered my presence. She was a quaint-looking old woman, the very picture of a servant of trust, in her respectable bluck silk gown and he? white quilled cap. She curtsied She Was a Qualnt-I.ookinc Old Woman. low as she encountered mo, nnd stood like a statue with her niittened hands crossed over her apron, to hear what I mlKht have to say to her. "Votir name Is Mrs. Xelaon, I be lieve?" 1 commenced. "Yes, sir!" "1 suppose, as you have been for go long In the family, that you have often seen the missing Jewels!" "I have seen them several times, sir." , "And when did you see them last, Mrs. Nelson'.'" "Not for a long time, sir; my busi ness not lying in tlis upper stories of the house." "Can you tell me when you heard of them last'.' what you can remember happening on the Tuesday and Wednes day preceding your late master's death?" "I don't know much about the Tues day, sir. excepting that Rachel Marks came down to my room, ull of a flutter, to tell me that my lady had shown her the rajah's Jewels. She said she had never seen anything so beautiful in her life before that they nasled like lightning, and she would die if she could only have some like them." "Ah! Kachel Marks sutd that, did she?" "Yes, sir! foolish and girl-like as I told her, for whut use would such valuables be to her. specially If she was deud. Hut 1 feel sure she had seen them, for she was quite excited over it. My lady was rubbing them with a piece of chamois leather, she said, till they looked like a rainbow of colors. But that's all I know about the Tuesday." ' "And the Wednesday, Mrs. Nelson?" "Ah! that was a terrible day for us all, sir." Master Charles las he was then) came down from London by the eleven o'clock train, and saw Hlr Henry In the library. There was high words between them we servants could hear them plainly down in the kitchen, and it frightened us to death and my lady was listening outside In the hall, too, with a face like a sheet. We heard Sir 5 Always FIRST ." Gail Borden I Eagle Brand 1 CONDENSED fllLK Far M ynrf th Indfaig brand. It U th 2 Bt and th mat economical. S Z A PERFECT POOD FOR INFANTS 2 Henry say. "That's right! strike your fathers it will be only another crime added to your record!' and Master Churles replied: 'If I were to kill you it would be scarcely a worse crime than that woman (meaning her ladyship, if you please, sir) has induced you to com mit against me!' We was all listening in the pasage, sir, and our hair stood on end to hear them. Mr. Ooddard. he was for breaking in the door to pre vent bloodshed, but presently Master Charles came out, looking very white, and he says: 'Uood-by to you all. I shall never darken these doors again!' und he rushed away Into the grounds, and we saw no more of him till he came down for the funeral. There was no sound from the library, and after awhile my lady went In, and gave a scream, and then we all followed her, and there was my poor old master sit ting in his chair with his mouth drawed to one side. Ooddard and me we saw it was a. stroke at once, and when we'd carried him up to his bed we sent for the doctor. Mr. Ooddard, he' was told off to see after Sir Henry, and by even ing he seemed a goodlsh bit better, and the doctor didn't think there was any danger, so Mr. Ooddard left him for a bit with little Miss Craley, who couldn't be persuaded to leave his side she was that fond of him and Master Charles and came down to tell me how he was a getting on. And then it was he told me of the ligger that he had seen loitering about the premises some days before, and how he's seen it a?ain that very moment, entering the shrubberies.' "What did you say to that?" "Why, sir, my first thought was for my lady, who had left the house but a short time before. Whatever would she do, I said. If she met the man and he was rude to her. I had seen her In the hall wrapping a dark mantle round her head and shoulders, and I had ventured to. say. surely she was never going out at such a time half past six, sir, nnd such a dark even ingand she replied that she had a headache nnd must have some fresh air, so, of course, I said tio more. Mrs. Ood dard and me, we watched nt the dining room windows for over half an hour, and then we saw my lady coming out of the shrubberies by herself. I went to meet her In the hall and her cloak wus wringing wet. I said: 'It Is to be hoped that you won't catch your death of cold, my lady!' And she said: 'I'm so unset about this affair. Nelson, that 1 don't know if I'm standing on my head or on my heels.' Hut I never saw nothing of the man, sir, and when I asked my lady if she'd seen him, she called me a fool, and said It was too dark to see anything! Which it was, sir!" "On what terms have you servants usually been with the Dowager Lady Kllesmere. Mrs. Nelson?" I asked. "Well, sir, not what you may call over and above good! Many's the time I would have given warning. If It hadn't been for the old master. , Her tem per's high, and she haven't much con sideration for her servants. Nor she hadn't for Sir Henry, neither, though he wouldn't hear a word against her! But I, for one, wasn't surprised, when I heard the contents of the will, for I knew he loved his son at heart, though my lady had come bo much between them of late years. TTe never really meant to leave his money away from Master Charles, not for one moment, and my lady, she knew as much, ton! I've heard her coax him again and again to give her them Jewels, but he always made the same anBwer, that they weren't his to give!" "Is this all you ran tell me, Mrs. Nelson ?" "It is all. sir!" 'Which of the other servants saw the most of Sir Henry in his last hours?" "Only Rachel Marks, sir!" "Well, send Rachel Marks to me here!" The old woman curtsied herself out of the room again, and In another min ute her place was taken by a bright, rosy-cheeked girl of about twenty, all giggles and; blushes; stuffing a cornel of her apron in her mouth the while she spoke to me. "Are you called Rachel Marks?" I began. "Oh, yes. sir; but I hope you're not going to write down anything I say, because I never set eyes on them jew els till my lady called me to her and : asked me if they wasn't beautiful, and she said they would be hers as likely i as not when Sir Henry died, and all I answered was: 'Yes,' and I never see them again, sir, as sure as I'm, a living woman!" "I am certain you did not! How could you when they were always locked away. Have you a young man, Rachel? Hut I needn't ask the question. You're too pretty a girl to want a beau!" Rachel reddened and smiled. "It's like your impudence to ask" she replied, with the effontery, with which a pretty woman always feels she can address even a constable of the law; "but of course I have. Haven't you a young woman yourself, now?" "And you met him on the Tuesday evening following the day you saw the Jewels?" "I'm sure l didn't." said Rachel, open ing her eyes, "you ask Sirs. Nelson if I did. Why.I only have every other Sun- FilllSiiii WW All Gig Is and Dlnshas. day out. And Tuesday evening Is my time for washing the line things, and I always do them In her room, so she's the best person to apply to If you want to know where I was on Tuesday even ing. Hut what If I did go out? Whut do you want to Insinuate?" "Nothing, my dear, nothing." I re plied in my pleasantest manner, "and how many more maids are there at The Oables besides yourself?" "There's only Molly the kitchen maid, and Miss Townsend, my ladv's own maid, sir. and Molly she's never up stairs, and Miss Townsend she's never downstairs, so they didn't hear noth ing of the quarreling and that." Nevertheless, It was my duty to cross question them all, which I did, but without eliciting anything satisfactory concerning the loss of the Jewels. I next went thrugh the entire house with Sir Charles Rllesmere, rarefullv exam ining every place, nook or box wnere the heirloom might by haphazard be concealed, followed all the time by the dwarf, Julia Craley, who nodded her Imbecile head from side to side, and clapped her hands as If ahe understood what we were saying but we found no sign nor token of them and I felt convinced they were not in the house. I was reluctantly compelled to tell the baronet that 1 had been unable as yet to come to any conclusion on the mat ter, but must ask leave to return to my hotel and take counsel with myself. Meanwhile he was to see that no one left The Oables, except for a promen ade. As soon as I returned hrdlu rillu ade. As soon as I re-entered the hotel, I wired to our chief at Scotland Yard: "Cannot trace. Send Crewe up by next train. Want assistance." My chum arrived true to time, and I laid the whole story as I had gathered it before him. ITo Be Continued.) (Action Pgfg J LtJ LtJ to our patrons: Washburn-Croflbv Co. wish to assure their nany rons that thev will this vear hold to their usual cuatoi of milling STRICTLY OLD WHEAT until the new crop hi fully cured. New wheat is now upon the market, ana owing to the excessively dry weather many millers ara of the opinion that it w already cured, and in proper condition for milling. Washburn-Crosby Co. will taka no risks, and will allow the new wheat fully thro months to mature before erinding. This careful attention to every detail of milling placed WH3hburnJraby la. s nour ur a Dora brands. MEGARGEL CONNELL Wholesale Agents. IRON AND STEEL Bolts, Nuts, Bolt Ends, Turnbuckles, Washers, Riv ets, Horse Nails, Files, Taps, Dies, Tools and Sup.' plies. Sail Duck for mine use in stock. SOFT STEEL HORSE SHOES and a full stock of Wagon Makers' Supplies, Wheety Hubs, Rims, Spokes, Shafts, Poles, Bows, etc. TTEIBEID SCRAN TON, PA. ER Offl EVERY WOMAN tatMaMSBMJs s nliabl. atmtahT, rtnlsUaf awalsuM. Oatr ayliia lb pinal drup ssmM M uSSTu J "i f Dr. PoaKo Ponpyroyal Plllo Per sat by JOHN H. PHELPS. Pharmacist, oar. Wytmlat Avmiw M4 6arucs 8trsst Scrantoo Pa.
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