Harrisburg telegraph. (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, September 15, 1916, Page 4, Image 4

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on the E asyWay Plan
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New Styles in Men's and Women's
CLOTHING
FOR FALL AND WINTER
We have them in tremendous variety, just re
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34 N. Second St.
General Brussiloff Was
Little Known Outside of
Russia Before War
PetrogTad, Sept. 15.—Generay Alexis
Brusslloff, commander of the Russian
army which swept through Bukowina,
was little known outside of Russia be
fore the present war. In fact., it was
not until 1914 that he was given com
mand of an army corps. His work in
the war won him promotions. He is
almost the only one of the many
prominent social figures in the army
who has made good.
General Brusslloff is 63 years old.
but looks more like 45. He is alert
and modern. He has dark, steady,
searching eyes and nose with a high,
commanding curved bridge,' and a
square jaw. His hair is close cropped;
he wears a long thin gray moustache.
It was General Brussiloff who com
manded an army in the first Carpa
thian campaign when the Russians
were ready to your down into Hungary
but were forced to retreat for lack of
ammunition. Vnlike many Russian
generals, Brussiloff had the advan
Does Your Husband Drink ?
Druggist Tells How to Cure
the Liquor Habit at Home
Free Prescription Can Be Filled At
Any Drug Store and Given Secretly
H. J. Brown. 409 West Superior Ave.,
Cleveland, Ohio, was for many years a
confirmed drunkard. His friends and
relatives despaired of ever redeeming
him. His sister sought the best medi
cal men in Europe in the hope that she
might find something which would cure
him. Finally she was recommended to
an eminent chemist who gave her a
private formula (the same as appears
below) and told her how to use It. She
had it filled at the drug store and gave it
to him secretly. The results were start
ling. In a few weeks he was com
pletely cured That was ove r eight
years ago and he has not touched a
drop since. He now occupies a position
of trust and Is enthusiastic in his ef
forts to help others overcome the liquor
habit. He feels that he can best do
this by making public the same for
mula which cured him. Here Is the
prescription: Go to any first class drug
store and get 14 Tescum powders. Drop
one powder twice a day. In coffee, tea
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FRIDAY EVENING,
tages of an excellent education and be
gan army life in a fashionable cavalry
regiment. Ability and influence com
bined to make his advancement rapid.
He held many positions, was recog
nized a favorite at court, distinguished
himself as a daring rider, encouraged
cavalry offl<?ers to go in for polo and
cross-country hurdling and was pop
ular in Petrograd society. Then came
the war to try oulTthe capacity and
characters of men. Brussiloff was one
of the studious, professional type of
officer ho came to the front and made
good.
EXPENSIVE JITSIO
Ossip Gabrllowitech, the pianist, tells
the story of a pupil who came to Har
old Bauer and asked him terms for
lessons. After the fourth lesson he
said to her: "Why, madame, do you
always bring rhapsodies, etudes, swift
music? Why not a quiet number,
something that shows your phrasing
some andante?"
"Mr. Bauer," replied the pupil,
"your lessons are too expensive. I
can't afford to play the slow music."
Argonaut.
?/.. a "y liquid. It is harmless, taste
less, odorless and cannot be detected
You can use it without the knowledge
it ftn y h!? e 't, J 7 who rec ently tried
it on her husband reports: "My hus
band was on a spree when I got the
powders, and he usually stays drunk
from three to four weeks at a time
After putting the powder in his coffee
for four days, he sobered up and has
not taken a drink since and says he is
through with it forever. He also com
plained that whisky did not taste the
same. I shall not tell him what did it
b i? t .. l grateful for this help and i
shall recommend it whenever possible."
NOTE—A leading druggist when
shown the above article said; "Yes
tescum la ■ very remarkable remedy
for the drink habit. U la harmleaa, won
derfully effective and la having an enorl
mous sale. I advise everyone who
wishes to destroy the liquor habit to
give It a trial." It Is sold In this elty
by H. C Kennedy, and all other first
class dnigelsts, who guarantee it to do
the work or refnnd the money. Adver
tisement.
Silver
Sandals
A Detective Story of Mys
tery, Love and Adventure.
By Clinton H Stagg
Copyright, W. J. Watt & Co.,
International News Service.
(Continued From Yesterday.)
The blind man leaned back In the
cushions, every tired muscle°f his
aching body relaxed; his burn j"f
eyes soothingly cooled by tho wind
that rushed past them at cyclone
speed. If Michael's work had been
good before, it became wonderful now.
The big car jumped .ahead, every
wheel seeming o leave the ground lor
feet at a time. Careening until there
seemed no possibility of It ever staying
upright, it took the first turn. The
frightful Jolting told the blind man
that they were on some little-used
crossroad. Another turn, worse this
time, into some bylane. As rough
as a newly plowed field, this new
course shook and rattled the big car
till It seemed impossible or mechan
ical endurance to stand It longer. For
an hour, in, out, twisting, turning,
through lanes, over crossroads, the
Irishman drove the ear with the dar
ing of his race and the instinct or
direction that is in the make-up of all
good automobile drivers. The bund
man was in the air as often, and as
long, as he was on the seat. Every
part of him was a steady, sharp pain.
But when he felt the smoothness of
the main road under the tires they
had lost the following car. Michael
shouted the news.
"Don't let up!" Colton shouted. He
knew the bull-dog nature of the cap
tain too well for any chance-taking.
The blind man must have an oppor
tunity to play hia third move alone.
Alone! There was a certain grim
humor in that word. The players in
the game he was trying to solve had
sought to cripple him by forcing him
to work alone. Now all the resource
fulness of his chauffeur had been
needed to keep his lone hand when
he needed it.
From his pocket the blind man took
a folded paper. He opened it, and
his finger tips felt the roughness of
papyrus. It was the first chance he
had had to study this thing for which
every one was looking; that had been
stolen, then stolen again. In the speed
ing car, Colton's fingers went over
and over tho surface, feeling each line,
visualising the whole, until it was as
clearly !n his mind as it would have
been before the eyes of a person who
could see.
The cryptogram! The million-dol
lar cryptogram that had caused the
murder of the strange old man who
had believed BO utterly in his own
solution of the one great secret. It
had cost him his life; it had put into
danger the lives of three others whom
he loved; and it was in Colt'on's hands!
He had stolen it. He had forced the
hands of the guilty ones by holding
the crow as bait. They had not sus
pected that he held the cryptogram
as well as the key. He had given
them no chance to suspect that. Not
even the girl knew!
"That must be the house, sorr!"
Michael's voice waked him from the
study of the curious papyrus crypto
gram.
"Deserted, isn't it?" Colton asked.
"All closed an' boarded, sorr."
"Drive up to the front door."
"L.ettin' thim know yer comin'?"
gasped Michael, turning his head in
surprise.
"Not rpuch chance of a blind man
crawling up through the shrubbery to
discover whether or not any one's
around," Colton remarked dryly. "I
guess some one will see me."
The big house, shuttered and board
ed, was set far back from the road,
completely hidden by giant pines. It
was such a place as the solitude-loving
Philip Bracken would have chosen,
and it was Just the kind of place for
any one who wanted to hide.
"Take the car around back," or
dered Colton, as he alighted under
the porte-cochere. "You'll find the
garage where the Fairfield was stor
ed. Wait, but don't come near the
house. Keep out of sight."
"Yes, sorr." Michael obeyed with
out even a dubious shake of his head.
He knew the blind man.
The problemist's lips pursed in a
soft whistle, tho slim stick twirled
idly In his long fingers, but in the idle
swings there was method. Each move
told the blind man where he was and
where he was going. He stopped di
rectly in front of the big door. His
hand found the bell without a false
movement. His keen ears caught the
ring of it in the depths of the house.
He waited. No answer. Another
ring. There was no impatience.
Thornley Colton Jabbed the button
easily. A short ring. Silence again,
except for the soft whistle. The pur
sed lips straightened in a smile that
flitted instantly. Soft footsteps had
sounded at the other side of the door,
and Colton continued his musical ef
fort.
The door opened silently, the blind
man's cane followed its movement.
"Good-morning!" Colton doffed his
hat politely, and the whistling stopped
only for the two words. There was
no answer, no sound. But as the door
had opened Colton had heard the
swish of a skirt. He knew that before
him stood the old woman of the res
taurant Silver Sandals, the silent.
He knew that she had determined to
play her part as she had played It for
twenty-five years the part that the
police of New York had never made
her betray. She was deaf and dumb
because her will was steel. He was
blind.
.'|J n n t Colton * ot th word
In between two bars of the one of the
latest musical atrocities.
The woman's strange eyes narrow
v.i i 1" wrln , kld fa Pe was drawn in
a black scowl; but there was no other
movement of her body. The blind man
C ° me the minu te
"The whistling annoys you?" he
; Skin Diseases Soon
Yield to Resinol
If you have eczema, ringworm or
similar Itching, burning, unsightly
skln-eruptlon, try Kesinol Ointment
and Resinol Soap and see how quickly
the itching stops and the trouble dis
appears, even tf It Is a severe, stub
born case. Resinol Ointment is also
an excellent household remedy for
pimples, dandruff, sores, burns,
wounds, chaflngs, and for a score of
other uses where a soothing, healing
application is needed.
Resinol Ointment and Resinol Soap
are absolutely free from anything
harsh or injurious and can therefore
be used freely for babies" skin-trou
bles. Doctors have prescribed the
Resinol treatment for over twenty
years.
Resinol Soap improves poor com
plexions. Resinol Ointment and Resi
nol Soap are sold by all druggists. For
samples free, write to Dept. 51-R
Resinol, Baltimore, Md.
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HARRISBUHG TELEGRAPH!
BBH The New Store of Wm. Stroase- "IWMBWBBWWiMHHHBWWMHMiMIifeIESWHBWi
Young Man! Your Fall Clothes Are
Ready at the New Store of Wm.Strouse
THE KIND YOU PICTURE YOUR-
SELF WEARlNG—snappy styles that give f \ |
you the assurance of being dressed in the 1
latest fashion—yet at the same time giving
that much desired impression of refinement f M '
and poise that can come only by being neat
ly clothed. We know those are the kind of *"Jk *
clothes you want—because of our wide ex- %
are most beautiful this Fall—in Scotchy tweeds
of green and brown mixtures, blue unfinished % Jllljf H
worsteds, and grays for those who prefer them
—we are sure you will be delighted when you I rlliitt
s2o—s2 s—s3o : rl, Immß
The Wesco Fifteens this Fall are, if possible, Y '"jsSJl^iF
better than ever—in a great variety of patterns p/J* T ,j
—suited to every taste —Clothes that have that {||lr% JR iWlMjl I
"different appearance" < from most clothes pric- ij
sls " •f^PvP'
Our New Fall Hats In Our Furnishing Department
Many are the compliments we have heard about our Fall On£e again our furnishing department is filled with crisp
Hats—you simply can't resist one of our Mallory or Schoble and fresh stock—the Emery and "Own Label" shirts are
styles—the "Widelow" with low crown and wide brim unusually beautiful this season at prices from $1 to $5. We
and many other styles make The New Store's Hat Depart- also have a handsome assortment of neckwear that we know
ment the finest in the city—the prices are will attract you at
• 50c and $1
<
The New Store of Wm. Strouse _
murmured contritely. Then, as th%
scowl became darker with anger, "I
thought perhaps It would. Very grat
ing on tho sensitive ears of a woman."
CHAPTER XVI
The Cryptogram
Thornley Colton lowered the thin
cane that had been resting lightly
against the open door, and entered,
with a murmured apology for pass
ing in front of the woman. The door
closed silently behind him. The wo
man did not move. He knew that
she was staring at him with her
strange eyes; for his highly attuned
nerves could feel a stare more poig
nantly 'than tho normal person feels
one upon him when his back is turned.
"I'm really blind," he assured
smoothly. "But it's a curious an
atomical truth that a person can't
scowl in anger without a slight clench,
ing of the finget-s. Tours were gripped
on the door. My cane touched it. The
slight movement told me. Simple,
isn't it?"
She turned her back to him and
walked down the hall. The blind
man's ears caught, the faint footfalls,
and the sound of them told him that
the woman still wore the silver san
dals. He followed her slowly, turn
ing when she turned. The woman
made a gesture toward a chair. He
bowed his thanks and seated himself.
His slim cane had been touching her
dress hem so lightly that she never
even suspected it.
She stood before him. Once more
he could feel the eyes, and even in
his blindness he was aware of the
dominant, compelling will of the
strange old creature. It was minutes
before there was a movement or a
word to break the strange tableau.
The blind man in the chair of the
big, room, in the great, empty house.
The woman standing over him, trying
to force his will to become her will,
Just as she had forced others so many
times. But Thornley Colton's lips
smiled up at her, even the brown
eyes behind the smoked glasses seem
ed to twinkle with enjoyment of the
unique situation.
"In case you didn't hear before,"
he said, very quietly, "I'll assure you
again that my eyes are perfectly use
less. They can't even help you gain
control of my mind. You see"—there
was polite mockery in the words—
"l have considered my lack of sight
an asset for years. A valuable ally
most of the time."
She turned away, and her very foot
falls told the angry bafflement that
contorted her wrinkled facfe. He
heard the rustle of a sheet of paper,
the scratch of a pen. He held out his
hand as she came toward htm, and
took the paper. His fingers touched
the back and he read the words:
"X understand the lip language. I
know what you have said."
. "Quite remarkable." Colton was
really impressed. "I consider that
quite a feat," he went on, "because
I was careful to form only every other
word with my lips. What you 'saw'
me say was: In you hear I'll you that
eyes perfectly they even you control.
A ally of timer And you got the sense
of what I said from that? Quite re
markable!"
There was not even the queer throat
sound of anger that Sydney Thames
had heard when he stood before the
woman on the steps of the old house
in the Peck Slip section. There was
not a movement to show that she
had heard. She stood before him, her
eyes on his face, waiting patiently.
Then she took the paper he held out,
and wrote again. With a slight smile
he received the writing, and his Ang
ers told him once more the words:
"Why don't you answer?"
Colton had not moved his lips at all!
blind man realized that again
he was pitted against the dogged will
that characterized the strange family.
Silver Sandals had fought against be
trayal for a quarter of a century. She
realised the handicap her silence put
on the blind man, and she was play
ing it to the limit. She could see
every move he made; hear every word
he said. He could depend only on his
ears, and she was determined to make
them useless.
"I said," Colton enunciated the
words with slow distinctness, "that
your ability to see things that are not
to be seen should be a valuable aid in
deciphering the cryptogram that
caused the murder of your brother."
She snatched the paper from his
hand to write:
"What do you know about my
brother's murder?"
"So you know it was murder?" he
asked accusingly.
She took the paper again, and the
trembling had ceased. The instant
loss ofcontrol was over.
"What do you know of the crypto
gram?" she wrote.
"I have It in my pocket"—he mov
ed his hand upward, under his coat;
he cotfld hear the sharp catch of her
breath; he knew that she was leaning
forward, hand outstretched—"where
It will stay," he finished, and he held
his hand over the pocket. "You do
not need it," he added, with Just a
touch of sarcasm.
She reached for the paper to write.
He held it away. *Tt is filled," he
told her.
Silver Sandals crossed the room to
where she had gotten the other sheet.
Her back was toward him. He spoke:
"Eyes like yourtf do not need to see
the cryptogram." There was not a
move to tell that she had heard "I
know it by heart. There is no need
one seein r t!" His hand low
ered; then came the soft ripping sound
Jv ar,ns P a P er a fingers worked.
The woman whirled on him In fury
"Now we can talk!" he said simply.
The tearing paper had betrayed her
nto forgetting. It haa done what po
lie© tricks had failed to do for years.
She could not keep the pose now, for
the blind man had made It impossible.
"Only the unnecessary notes you in
sisted on writing," he explained, hold
ing out the scraps of paper so that
•he could see. "The police methods
have been crude. One can pretend to
not hear a falling house, or any big
noise. But slight, significant sound
' There was no need of com
pleting the sentence.
"Where did you get the crypto
gram?" He heard her voice for the
first time. It was husky with the
husklness of dtsuse. It sounded deep
in her throat, because years of "throw
ing" it as a ventriloquist had chang
ed its pitch. But behind It, despite the
unnatural tone, was the strength that
was behind the coal-black eyes that
SEPTEMBER VS, 1916.
glowed with the unquenchable fire of
the will.
"I stole It." There was no hesitancy
in the blind man's confession.
"Where is the crow?"
"The same place it was when you
let the girl go for Jt!" The blind
man's voice was stern.
"My nieco has been " The harsh
tones quavered. She was a woman,
after all. The year&i of her hard, un
yielding life had only left a veneer of
their passing. Underneath was the
softness she had betrayed that minute
In the restaurant when her lips had
touched the forehead of her dead
brother.
"She Is not under arrest yet,"
Colton said. "She Is at my home."
. "Let me have the cryptogram;" she
demanded harshly. There was no hint
of softness nor break now.
"Is that more important than the
girl?" The sudden change In the wo
man made Colton's voice as hard
as her own.
"She needs that money now!"
There was a sinister significance in
the words that Colion detected at
once.
"Where Is Bracken?" he asked.
"I don't know."
"It was he who called her up and
told her that I had the crow?"
"No."
"She thought It was?" He made
the question a command.
"I told her it was Philip," she
answered. "I told her he wanted her
to get the crow from your house.
There would be a ruse to get you
away."
(To Be Continued.)
MAYBE NOT
"You must admit that the appro
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"Yes," replied Mr. Grabwell, "and
my particular community Is the one
Rashes, Chafing
And Skin Irritations Yield to
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This is because it is a highly medicated
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At Drag and Dept. Stores, 200.
JOB COHFOBT rowan CO., Boston, Xaaa
that needs It. I may add that, such
boln' the case, unless the appropriation
is spent among us deservin' people,
maybe there ain't goin' to be any ap
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Don't worry about skin troubles. Tou
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It is easily applied and costs a mer
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THE GREAT
ALLENTOWN
FAIR
. REDUCED RATES
SEPTEMBER 19 TO 22
Special Excursion Tickets will be
good going and returning only on
date tanned.
SPECIAL TRAINS Wednesday
and Thursday, September 30th and
31st.
IT.
rnO Fare. A.M.
Harrlsburg $2.70 5.0S
Hummelstown 2.40 5.20
Brownstone 2.40' 5.22
Swatara 2.35 6.25
Hershey 2.30 6.28
Palmyra 2.20 6.34
Annvllle 2.05 6.42
Lebanon 1.90 5.52
Allentown, arrive 7.50
RETURNING Leave Allentown
6.30 p. m. for above named stations.
ADDITIONAL TRAIN THURS
DAY, SEPT. 21, leaves Harrlsburg,
7.45 a. m.: Lebanon 8.27 a. m.; Wer
nersville 8.65 a. fn.: Reading 9.17 a.
m. Allentown arrive 10.20 a. m. Re
turning. leave Allentown 7.20 p. m.,
for Harrlsburg. stop only at Read
ing, Wernesvllle and Lebanon.