OF INTEREST T WHAT HAPPENED TO JANE By Virginia Terhune Van de Water CHAPTER IvVIII | (Copyright, lfl6, Star Co.) "One, two!" The clock down in the lower hall was striking two, and. Jane Reeves had not slept. She sighed and turned wearily upon ,her pillow. How still everything was—and yet there were noises that had kept her awake. Could she -have imagined some of them. But of course she had! She wondered how many times the had argued thus with herself since getting into bed to-night. In the first place she had heard Ihe old clock downstairs ticking. Odd that in all the nights she had slept in this house she had never noticed that the ticking could be heard up here with the door lead ing into the large room from the hall. But! She knew it was shut, Tor Augustus had closed it when he • ame upstairs. Perhaps the wind had blown it ■> pen—but no, it could not have .lone that, for the latch was very secure. Indeed the knob turned uiffly. The wind could not have >pened the door. Yet the wind was blowing hard enough to do almost anything, she foflected as she listened to the moaning of the chimney in the next loom and the dashing of the rain against the window panes. Of course, many of those queer noises were produced by the storm. There had not been such another storm as this for months. Ah— there was that regular tread ns of somebody walking: softly up and down! It sounded just as Mary's steps had sounded all last night r - and down, up and down her jvjm. Was it Mary now? Yes, that was undoubtedly she. She was walking up and down, up and down, up and—No! that must be the rain! Oh, dear! If she could only sleep! She kept her eyes closed tightly. ' she was a little girl she used this at night 'to keep from the dark," she said. That le reason she did it now to from seeing the dark, wanted to sit up in bed and and turn her pillow. After this she might feel drowsy, he dreaded lifting her head and |d sitting up here In this yet noisy darkness, v the wind howled, and how 'windows rattled! Now the was ticking loudly again, i now there were those same 'steps going up and down. Stops Coming Xoarer spite of her shrinking from Justus she was glad he was 3e at hand. While she hated him. ;vas a comfort to know that some - human being was near. She think of that. She would try ten to nothing but Augustus' ir snoring. She had never sed that one might quiet one's ? by listening to a man snor n she was wishing that he not snore so loudly, so regu- She would listen instead to eking of the clock. turned over cautiously, her still tight shut, and settled if more comfortably. 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Please send without cost or obligation to ma your Free Proof Treatment. le .... Aire. j Office. State et and No. k I kittle Miss Comfort 5 Telephones! // ~/s- 'd ) Little Miss Comfort saw the <_ Mil // ' / /I sleety rain, yet knew the errand < ///£' ( mus ' be done. ? v Ji \ And twasknowins: how! \ ••'i&rk m | .. Miss Comfort made herself S | i n a r, blß easy-chair, > 25 tTO " ly • d »*" I''ml '.'l'fSi £" < 118 a " ' n knowing how! \ > fnr An< L lf vou don ' t know the rates / BLssZT the | / <il VI S THK BKI.I, <" IL V 4 U / telephone / l' ji ;M; y ° PA SATURDAY EVENING,' ber. As soon as she lost conscious ness, she began to dream. The ticking of the clock changed Into steps coming nearer, nearer, and above them all she could hear Augustus snoring regularly, more loudly, more loudly, more Ah! What was that? With a stifled scream she sat up in bed, th e cold perspiration oozing from every pore. What a horrible night-mare! What had awakened her? It was that queer snore was it a snore?—that gur gling kind of noise she had heard even in her sleep. It must have been Augustus snoring more loudly than ever. Ah what was that! Something moved in the next room. Was It her husband? She could not hear him snoring now could not hear him breathing. Had that gurgling sound come from him? If not what—oh. what was that moving about in there? "Augustus!" she tried to call. Her voice did not pentrale the deep gloom by which she was sur rounded. She could not stay here any longer. She must go and wake her husband, and make him speak to her. She could not stand this silence. She was groping about for her slippers. She had left them right at the side of the bed. Here they were! She thrust her feet into them. Oh, how cold it was! She was shivering with cold. She caught up her flannel wrapper from the chair and threw it around her as she started into the next room At the door she paused. Something was moving in that great room. SIIO Calls Aloud "Augustus!" she called. Why didn't she hear him breathing! "Augustus!" Oh, God! She would go crazy if he did not speak! She must wake him must speak to a living person! In the darkness she staggered toward his bed. Here it was. Shi had run full against the side of it. Augustus was here. She touched him. He did not move. "Augustus!" she screamed. She caught him by the shoulder, tried to find his face that she might awaken him—then her hands slipped into something thick and warm— something that was flowing down from his throat over the bed. With a shriek as of some mad creature she fled from the room. As she reached the hall a shadowy form caught at her but with an other shriek she rushed downstairs and out into the night. Through the storm she ran grasp ing, weeping, repeating over and over, "Oh, God! Oh, God!" Her heart heat suffocatingly, her mouth tasted as if it were full of blood. But she couldn't stop. Was IT following her? Oh, she must run! She must run! She had come to the lane leading to her old home. Down this she sped, through the gate and up the short path to the house. She threw her self against the door, beating upon it with both hands. "Mother! Father!" she sobbed "Quick! Quick!" The door was opened from within and Ezra Hardy stood there, a lighted lamp in his hand. "What!" —he began. But his question was checked by a gasping cry as his daughter fell senseless at his feet. (To Be Continued) TWO-PIECE SKIRT FAVORITE MODEL Smooth at Waist Line With the Fashionable Flare at Lower Edge By MAY~MANTON 8851 (With Basting Line and Added Seam Allowance) Two-Piece Skirt, 24 to 34 waist. This is one of the latest and best liked developments of the two-piece skirt. It is abundantly full, flaring fashionably at the lower edge, while it is perfectly smooth at the waist line. The closing is made at the left side, and at the right, a genuine pocket is inserted in the seam. This pocket mAns such comfort and con venience that it will be found very gen erally desirable, but it is, nevertheless, optional and can he omitted if a plain skirt is wanted. The model is an excel lent one both for the gown and for the street suit and is adapted alike to silk and to wool fabrics. In the picture, broadcloth is the naterial. The finish can be made at the natural waist line or a little above it with the skirt arranged over belting. There is no better model nor more fashionable model that could be offered. It is very easy to make and it gives the most graceful and the smartest lines. the medium size will be needed, 4*4 yds. of material 27 in. wide, 3K yds. 36, 2}s yds. 44 or 54 in. wide; the width at the lower edge is 3 yds. and 4 in. The pattern No. 8851 is cut in sizes from 24 to 34 in. waist measure. It will be mailed to any address by the Fashion Department of this paper, on receipt of ten cents. Dr. Fager Didn't Find First Hepatica This Year Someone found the first hepatica this year, on the last day of January, while Dr. John H. Fager, Sr., who usually claims this honor," was in At lantic City. Dr. Fager each year makes trips to the country In search for early wild flowers, but while away on a visit this year several of his friends decided to make a tour. Dr. Fager, in a letter which he wrote last evening tells of the find. His letter follows: Editor of the Telegraph: I notice in this evening's edition of your paper you are watting for me to find the first hepatica. I can't do it. It was found by some friends of mine in the last of January and sent to me while I was in Atlantic City. It was a beautiful plant with three large flowers in full bloom. Please do not retard Spring under the misappre hension that the annual find hasn't been made for I assure you it was a really, rightly liverwort. J. H. FAGER. Series of Accidents Due to Fall on Icy Pavements Sfecial to I lie Telegraph Waynesboro, Pa., Feb. 26. Rain freezing on the sidewalks has caused several accidents to pedestrians. .Mrs. Clarence K. Krider fell and fractured her riKht ankle. Mrs. J. V. Hawk fell in front of her home and fractured her riKht arm. Mrs. William Cosgrove fell near her home and fractured her riAlft arm. Mrs. Frank Henderson,) pf Oham bersburg, fell on the ice In front of her home and liroke her »iKhl arm. Miss Sallie who lives on the third flocjr of the AughinbaUgh building. Chamuersburg, while stand ing on the balcony shaking a run slipped on some ice and fell over the railing to the pavement. She was hurried to the Cbambersburg Hospital, where she lies in a critical condition. IVILL ATTEXD CONVENTION New Cumberland, Pa., Feb. 26. A number of Sunday school workers will go to West Fairview next Thurs day night to attend the local Sunday school convention. ALMOST W fH PIMPLES All Over Head. Itched and Would Burn and Sting. Could Not Rest. Sat Up and Scratched. HEALEDBY CUTICURA SOAP AND OINTMENT "I suffered with small pimples ail over my bead. The pimples itched till I was almost crazy, and after I scratched the dry skin off they would burn and sting till I could not rest and I used to sit up at night and scratch. I thought of having my hair cut off it was so dry and thin, and I could not get it up decontly. 1 used to be ashamed to go in company. "I suffered this way for two or three years and I trlec" everything that people told me but with no results. I saw a Cuticura Soap and Ointment advertisement In the paper so I sent for a free sample. It gave me relief and I then bought more, and I didn't use more than four tins of Cuticura Ointment togother with tho Soap and I was healed." (Signed) Mrs. Joseph Griffin, Landenberg, Pa., Oct. 27, 1915. Sample Each Free by Mail With 32-p. Skin Book on request. Ad | dress post-card "Cuticura. Dept. T, Boa- I ton." Sold throughout the world. HARRISBtTRG TELEGRAPH GEOROE AGNE^CnAMBERLAIN CQPYfZT&JiT r/£E CENTOJ3Y CCLi SYNOPSIS CHAPTER I —Alan Wayne Is sent away from Red Hill, hIR home, by his uncle, J. Y.. as a moral failure. Clem runs after Min In a tangle of short skirts to bid him good-by. CHAPTER II —Captain Wayne tells Alan of the failing of the Waynes. Clem drinks Alan's health on his birthday. CHAPTER lll—Judge Healey buys a picture for Alix Lansing. The judge defends Alan In his business with his employers. CHAPTER IV—Alan and Alix meet at sea. homeward bound, and start a flirtation, which becomes serious. CHAPTER V—At home. # ince Ster ling asks Alan to go away from Alix. Alix Is taken to task by Gerry, her husband, for her conduct with Alan and defies him. CHAPTER Vl—Gerry, as he thinks, sees Alix and Alan f.loplng, drops 1 ovo-vihing, and goes to Pernambuco. CHAPTER v»l—A, J. .eaves Alan on the train c.nd goes liome to And that Ger ry has disappeared. CHAPTER Vlll—Gerry leaves Pernam buco and goes to Piranhas. On a canoe trip he meets a native girl. CHAPTER IX—The iudge fails to trac« Gerry. A baby is born to Alix. CHAPTER X—The native girl takes Gerry to her •home and shows him the ruined plantation she is mistress of. Ger ry marries h-?r. CHAPTER XI-At Maple house Col llngeford tells how he met Alnn—"Ten Per Cent Wayne"—building a bridge in Africa CHAPTER Xll—Collingeford meets All* and her baby and he gives her encour agement about Gerry. "I turned back. I'd been ..... before but never as angry as that. Bodsky was already getting up the fly of a tent. I saw it coming,' he said with his quiet little laugh that you never hear when there's anything to laugh at. 'Look here, Bodsky.' I said, 'let's walk to the old crossing.* And he answered, 'My dear chap. I'm going to sit right here. I wouldn't miss this for a shot at elephant. That inan Is Ten Percent Wayne.'. "'Where'd you meet him?' I asked. "'Never met him,' snld Bodsky, lint I've heard of him.' So had I. We sat down together under the fly on a couple Of loads and propped two whiskies-and-warm-water on another lond in front of us and Watched Wayne while Wayne watched his men. " 'Suppose we offei him a drink,' I said and ran the sweat off my eye brows with my finger. "Bodsky looked at me pityingly. 'So yon want to get burned again. Does that man look to you as though he was thinking about a drink? Well, let me tell you he isn't. Every bit of him is thinking about that bridge every minute. God! I haven't seen men driven like that since I was a boy. Once more there's something new In 'Africa! And I've never seen a man drive ..imself like that, anywhere.' All the Mongolian and Tatar that is said to lurk in every liussian seemed to be leaking out of Bodsky's narrowed eyes. "We sat there and drank and smoked and sweated, and I sulked. Every once in a while Bodsky would say some thing. First it was: 'Those boys are from the South. Must have brought them with him.' Then it was: 'He knows something about the sun. He keeps his head in the shade-spot from that lonely palm.' And finally: 'Col lingeford. I never despised your intel lect before., What are you sulking for? Can't you see what's up? Can't you understand that if a man will stand for two hours shifting an inch at a time with the shade rather than disturb half a dozen niggers at work to go and get a helmet be Isn't going to call those niggers off to let a couple of loafers like us crawl across his girders? What you and I are staring at is just plain common garden work with a capital W, stark naked and ugly, but it's great.' "And right there I saw the light. To us two the mystery of Ten Percent Wayne was revealed. He could drive men. He eouju make bricks without straw. While work was on, nothing else mattered. Right and wrong were measured by the needs of that bridge and death was too good for the shirk er. And with the light I forgot the brute in the man tearing along the dizzy height of the girder to lash a loafer and only remembered that he had risked his life to avenge Just one moment stolen from the day's work." The stem of Collingeford's wine glass snapped between his fingers. "I'm sorry," he said, laying the pieces aside. He smiled a little nervously on the three tense faces before him. "I don't tell that story often. It goes too deep. Not everybody understands. Some people call Wayne no better than a murderer; but I'm not one of them. And Bodsky says there have been a lot of murderers he'd like to take to his club." "J. Y., there's somebody listening at the door," said the captain. "Been there some time." J. Y. swung around and threw open the door. He sprang forward and caught Clem in the act of flight. He brought her back into the room and sat down, holding her upright beside him. J. Y. was proud and for a mo ment Collingeford's presence galled him. "What were you doing, Clem?" be asked. Clematis was In that degree of em barrassment and disarray which makes lovely youth a shade more love ly. Her brown hair was tumbled abont her face and down her back. Her cheeks were flushed and her thin white neck seemed to iresibie above the deep red 01 i-n- slightly yoked | frock. Her lips wore moist and parted In excitement. She was sixteen and beautiful beyond the re:ieh of hack neyed phrases. The four men fixed their eyes upon her. and she dropped hers. "I was eavesdropping," she said In a voice that was very low but clear. "Why. Clem! - ' said J. Y. gravely. Clem looked around on the four men. She did not seem afraid. Unconscious ly they waited for her to go on, and i she did. "Mr. Colllngeford was telling about. Alan. I heard Charley say he ■was going to. 1 shall always eaves drop when anyone tells about Alan." For a second her auditors were stunned by the audacity. Oollinge ford's face was the first to light up and his hand came down on the table with a bang. "Bully for you. young 'un!" he cried and his clear laugh could be heard on the lawn. Before it was over, the judge joined in, the captain grunted his merriest grunt and J. Y. patted Clem's shoulder and smiled. Clem was of the salt of the earth among womankind—the kind that j waits to weep till the battle is over ! and then becomes a thousand times more dear in her weakness. Her big eyes bnd been welling with tears and now they jumped the barrier just as Nance rushed in and cried. "What are you all laughing at?" Then she caught sight of Clem. From her she looked around on the men. "You four big ' hulking brutes," she said. "Come to me, Clem, you darling. What have they been doing to you? There, there, don't cry. Men are silly things. What If they did laugh at you?" Clem was sobbing on Nance's shoul der. "It isn't~that," she gasped. "I don't —mind —that'. But Mr. Collinge ford cfl-called me a 'young one.' " The three gray-heads kept their faces with difficulty. Collingeford ! leaped to his feet. "My dear young lady—Miss Clematis —" he stammered, | "my word, now! I didn't mean It. Swear I didn't. I'll do anything if ' you'll only stop crying. Do stop and listen to me. I'll grovel." I It took him an hour to make his I peace. Many they were who drank at the ' fountain of hospitality in Maple House ! and to all. quiet Mrs. J. Y. held out the measured cup of welcome with impartial band. But once in a while one came who made the rare appeal to the heart. Such a one was Col lingeford. For all his wanderings, his roughing, and his occasional regres sion to city drawing rooms and ultra country houses. Collingeford fitted into the Hill —he belonged. On Sunday night they were gath ered on the lawn, all but Clem who j sat at the piano beside an open win dow and poured her girl's voice out over the rippling keys. Her voice was thin and clear like a mountain brook I hurrying over pebbles and like the j brook it held the promise of coming 1 fullness. Collingeford sat by Mrs. J. Y.. a lit tle apart from the others. They had j not talked. Mrs. .1. Y. broke a long I silence when she said, in a full low voice that somehow seemed related to i Clem's thin trill. "\Ve are very quiet here." Collingeford looked thoughtfully at his glowing cigar end. "The best parts of life are quiet." he answered. "Do you really like it?" said Mrs. J. Y., almost shyly. "Englishmen of your class generally fall to the lot ! of our landed and chateauxed." "My dear Mrs. Wayne," said Col lingeford, "I've been sittiug here In a really troubled silence trying to think out how to ask you to make it a week for me instead of a week-end." Mrs. J. Y.'s laugh was happy but low. It did not disturb the others. Collingeford went on. "I know Amer ica pretty well for an Englishman. I thought I had done the whole coun try. from Albuquerque to Newport. But you are right. When we're not roughing it out West, we visiting Ety{- ilshmen arc pretty apt to be rubbing up against the gilded high-lights of the landed and the chateauxed. This" —Collingeford waved his cigar to em- J brace the whole of Rod Hill —"is some thing new to me—and old. It's the sort of thing Englishmen think of ! when they are far from home. I have never seen It before in America." "And yet," said Mrs. ,1. Y., "there are thousands of quiet homes in Amer ica just like it in spirit. In spite of all our divorces —all oor national linen washing in public—our homes are to day what they always have been, the backbone of the country. The social world Is in turmoil everywhere and America is in the throes no less than England. Our backbone is under a strain and some think It is breaking, but I don't." She turned her soft j eyes on Colllngeford and smiled. "There," she added, "I have been polemic but one seldom has the chance to spread the good fame of one's coun try. I am glad you can give us a week instead of a week-end." ' (To be continued.) FEBRUARY 26, 1916. ROYAL BAKING POWDER Absolutely Pure No Alum—No Phosphate ■ SOCIETY STARS IN BIG FILM l Participate in Great Palm I Beach Scene Which Will Later Be Destroyed Special to the Telegraph Palm Beach, Klu.. Feb. 26.—What is announced as the costliest moving; pic ture film ever made for a single show ing was completed here to-day with only society representatives in the cast, i Ten thousand feet of Him have been | taken, half of which will probably be destroyed, as many scenes were taken i more than once, and the picture will be thrown on the screen Sunday evening; March 5, In the new dining: room of the I loyal Polnciana Hotel. Tickets are to lie $5 and a part of the proceeds will be forward to the American Ambu lance in Paris. The agreement was made by a New York film company with the partici | pants that after the showing; on March i 3 the entire .1,000 feet of reels would Ibe taken out In the coconnut grove of i the iioyal Polnciana Hotel and destroy ed In view of the men and women of ( society who posed for the various | scenes. I'filui Uracil IN Scenario I The entire playlet, the scenario of I which was written by J. Alexander LeKfTett, of New York, is about Palm I Beach. All the pictures were taken ] here, most of them In the grounds of ! the itoyal Poineiana Hotel, and others in. the ICverglades. They show society at play, on the golf court and tennis court, In tiie surf and in the swimming I pools: bicycling, wheel chair riding, j flying, dancing and dining. The first j reel was made in the house and grounds of White Hall, Mrs. Henry M. j Flagler's villa. The final scenes made and witnessed by hundreds of interested spectators j showed a wedding in the Royal Potii | clana Chapel and a dinner in the co j coanut grove. Society appeared as early as 11 o'clock in the morning wearing evening clothes. When not posing the men wore polo coats over their conventional black and white, I and the women covered their evening finery with velvet wraps. I Leading up to the wedding is a series j of Incidents that include an elopement, { life on a desert island, a rescue in an aeroplane and the drowning of the vil lain. j 1 j WEST SHORE NEWS Social and Personal News of Towns Along West Shore Kobert Dugan, of New Cumberland, went to Baltimore and Washington. W. Z. Parthemore, of New Cumber land. is attending court at Carlisle as j a Juror. Mrs. Ralph Schrauk and Miss Gladys Sell rack, of Wornileysburg, spent Tuesday at Philadelphia. Mrs. A. K. Yetter, of Wornileysburg, is spending several days at Baltimore. 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