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Besides giving very ; satisfactory service as a bathtub, the i trunk is a clean storage place for j laundry. Popular Science Monthly I for October. GOVERNOR BOOMS RURAL COURTING Declares That Boys and Girls Should Stay on the Farm and Learn to Spoon Boys and girls of Pennsylvania were told to learn to work and to learn to cook and to stay on the farm ajid not be attracted to the cities by Governor Grumbaugh In a series of addresses on the final afternoon of the second tour of the agricultural regions yesterday. The Governor did not touch on politics yesterday, but he did declare against liquor and its domination of politics in no uncertain terms. At Bloomsburg the Governor made a i it: hit among farmers. Though he spoke twenty minutes after the diners had quit the tables, he plunged right into homilies and let the usual dis cursive farming go by the board. "If I were a young girl," smiled the Governor, "I would mirfy a farmer and stay on the farm. If I were a farmer boy I wouldn't do any of my courting In town, but I would pick out a farmhouse to do my sparking in. That is the great trouble with these rural communities. "We are taking these tours neither as a joy ride nor a jaunt," said Gov ernor Brumbaugh, appealing directly to the elders. "We are coming here because we realize that the con servation of farms and farmers is one 1 of the biggest problems which con- ! i fronts this administration. We shall I endeavor In every way to learn your ' needs, and the one effective way to find : out Is to come out and meet you on j your own soil. "The girls and the boys, at least j 80 per cent, of them. I believe, don't ! get a chance to do any courting. They 1 never meet and the boy goes to town i to spark some woman there. We I ought to have courting going on In I every farmhouse In Pennsylvania, and they ought to make courting parlors if necessary, to bring the eligible men and the rosy-cheeked lassies together. "You hear a lot about "back to the farm"; my slogan is "stick to the farm." Town life Is nothing much more than the lure of 5-cent movies, and you have better things right here." The Governor told about the need for vocational schools and to get awav from the old system of education and Instruction for the young. "We want to devote our time and 1 attention now." declared the Governor, | "to the problem of making our girls, i the mothers of to-morrow, fit to be wives. Ninety-five per cent, of the girls going to our schools don't know how to cook an egg and can't tell the difference between cooked dough and raw dough. They don't know how to make a batch of bread, and while they may bf strong on multiplication, they are weak on the addition of bread in gredleuts. "It is for this reason that vocational | schools are springing up evervwhere. People' realize that education is to fit a el/1 for her duties, and as at least half of our girls .marry, the problem i of making them ready for wifehood Is the best problem that faces us to-dav. I realize, too. that education has failed to provide for this, and the education of the future must deal with this prob lem as Its highest, most imperative duty." At Danville Governor Brumbaugh declared stronglv for local option. "I am opposed to alcohol In every form as a beverage." he said, "and I am op posed to nutting liquor In any law of the State." Workmen In the Reading Iron Com pany deserted their work and greeted the Governor on the roadway. He told them "the happiest moment of my Ilfo was when my hand signed th* workmen's compensation law." In his several speeches, too. the Gov ernor took occasion to rebuke A. Mitchell Palmer for his recent utter ances that these journeys were Joy rides. A MECHANIC Ali MASSKCR A machine has been Invented for the purpose of reducing weight. U weighs but two hundred and thirty five pounds, and has only forty-eight roller-wheels hung on an oscillating frame to travel over the human body from the knees to the neck. After one has undergone treatment at the hands of this mechanical monster, falling under the wheels of railroad cars no longer contains an element of danger. Popular Science Monthly tor October. Silver Sandals A Detective Story of Mys tery, Love and Adventure. By Clinton H. Stagg Copyright. W. J. Watt A Co.. International News Service, (Continued I>otn Yesterday.) The car raced along past the scat tered houses. "There's where my aunt Is. cried the girl suddenly, but the car shot past the stone gates of the big house set far back In the trees. "Colton Is going to meet us on the outskirts of Poughkcepsle!" shouted the district attorney over his shoulder. On the car sped. Fast as It went Sydney's mind was working faster. They were speeding toward the end of the strange case. But what was the end? What was awaiting them in Poughkeepsle? Ws anything awaiting there? He turned his head a bit so that he could see the district attorney in the front seat. The official's shoulders were huncned. his fingers were playing nervously on his knees. Was Colton waiting for some one who was coming? Tlms before Sydney had known the blind man to arrange the denouement of a case at a certain scene that would bring the confession necessary to convict the guilty. Was he doing the same here? He knew that every bit of evldenco Pointed toward Silver Sandals, theglrl. and the waiter who had oeen at the res taurant. Thames, from what he had learned, was positive this was the Bracken to whom Colton had referred. Colton evidently knew that they were not guilty, but he realized that so m$ oart must be played that would con vince others that they were Innocent. The problemist never finished a case without proving it beforehand. "There they are!" It was the dis trict attorney who discovered the big black car with Michael at the wheel. The automobile was drawn up at the roadside. Behind It was a runabout with a rumble seat In which Sydney recognized one of Colton's pet enemies —Police Captain McMann. Sydney saw the blind man Jump from the car. turn to the captain, and speak. The policeman and the man who was with him jumped from the car. Thames was surprised that the blind man'and McMann seemed on the best of terms. Before the big car stopped Colton was Issuing orders in the curt, sharp way that came when every part of hiin was work ing at high pressure. "Get out, Sydney. You and Shrimp. Bring the crow." The district attorney started a question. The blind man cut it sharply: "I've been Issuing or ders under your name and that of the police department. Your men were ordered to leave Poughkeepsie. The Poughkeepsle police were notified that the murderer had been arrested and was on hlg way to New York. They had connected the old man who lived In the house and the one who was murdered In the Beaumonde. Nat urally they'd see the connection. There's no tine at the house now but two Egyptian servants. I tried to talk to one, but I couldn't make her understand. We're going in this car that luckily was In the garage at Bracken's house. Give us ten minutes and follow." "How about me?'- The district at torney got his question In this time. "You stay here with McMann." Colton said sharply. "He's put the case In my hands! Do wfcat he says! I've got to look over the ground first alone!" "I've got the feather," put In the district attorney, who had been glanc ing nervously at Bracken, who seem ed to avoid his eyes. "It was " "Don't need it yet!" cut in Colton. "Hold it! Hustle, Shrimp! Take the rumble seat." Sydney jumped from the car. In the other car he saw the old woman with the coal-black eyes. But the terrible look that had been In them was gone now. They seemed soft, kindly. The whole wrinkled face seemed to have mellowed. The thou sand lines that crossed and criss crossed it had lost their their coldness. Her eyes were on the girl: in them was the look of hunger insatiable. Beside her on the seat was the man Sydney had last seen in the restaurant; but now the black was beginning to show in the hair that had been straw-colored with bleach. His eyes, too, were all on the girl. But there was no move. Every one was completely under the domi nation of the blind man. "Hurry, Sydney!" Colton snapped out the order with the impatience that was part of him at times like this. "Who's goin' to drive?" McMann asked the question surprisedly as Thames took the other seat. "I am. I've driven cars before!" Colton threw in the clutch, backed the car to the road with never a false swerve around the other car that his ears had located unerringly when It stopped. "Ten minutes!" he shout ed back at them, ana the dust cloud his speed raised hid him from their sight. "House with high wall. Egyptian scarabed gate," jerked Colton. "Use your eyes. Describe every one you see near It. Know the turns. Bracken made be see the road." It seemed but a minute to Sydney that they took in reaching the gates. Even before he spoke the blind man had slowed down the machine. "Lotus," explained Colton. "Brack en said there was a lot of It. Gate open?" "Yes! No one around!" Sydney, too, had caught the contagion. He also was talking in exclamations. "Expect some one!" snapped Colton as he drove the car slowly through the big gate. "Watch hand of first person you see. Any one! I want a 'V' veined back. Nudge me if it Is." Up the great, winding roadway with its high-arched trees the car crawled. Sydney could see the exten sive grounds, well laid out with wind ing pats, fringed with trees, some of them curious-looking trees that had no place in America. At the left of the house was a miniature pyramid, a roughly hewn sphinx. Before them stretched a large artificial patch of yellow sand. Everywnere was the In fluence of Egypt. The house, closed, deserted, looked sinister In the dark shadows of the overhanging pines. At the porch steps two winged lions guarded the silence and gloom. A fitting climax or the case that had begun In the brilliantly lighted Beaumonde, where life and gayety had reigned before the coming of the dead man! Before the wide steps the car stop ped at a touch of Sydney's fingers on the blind man's rm. "Hand!" whispered Colton tensely. Sydney glanced around in surprise. No one was in sight. Then he saw that the front door was opening slowly, and. to his normal ears, silent ly. 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All sizes. ; I Men's Fall Shoes s<s.4s I / p The Best ShoeS In Harrlsburg || 111 / \V at this price .*••••• / 7 \\ V\ The classy new English model in tan and black; also J **/ / V\ many other styles in all leathers. Button or All sizes. Actual $4.50 values at $3.45- s' Mch'n extra Men'* tonich strung tan nod elk akin rrork X black work ihoe. lieatner hora. Double noles. $2.50 val ir\ soles. $3.50 ues, ' ' : A values. / * Open Satiir- J52.45 J 1.95 i dar Even.n C Girls' Best Wear-1 Bargain Dept. Boys' Good Solid ing Fall Shoes Specials Fall Dress Shoes SET®? <!-§ nr C "" DS AE? mfim&L I / fck B / k Patent and dull N& 3 itfSC _ / jft ■ $ leather with colored ftTfl ■ I ;i mmy pLfw as. wv iqp , a i I'.OO values | The bell t Une of boys' I JSk Every pair made ac- at 51.95 shoes in Har- / |l ImmkmL St°ructlon8 O 0f Ü best CHILD'S SHOES rlsburg. Better /*&/ Jssm l| wearing patent colt quality and bet- /fL®/ and tk sul "jejl Dongoja k'.d and patj ter wear than /Ijy.&ißrAr leather soles. colored tops. most $2.50 iJ. s' Z Td l °l 2 B'ses to 5. grades. Pat- but a strangely dressed woman. Robes hung so low that they conceal ed her feet. A curious cap covered her bead. A veil that hijng- under her eyes concealed every part of her | face. Prom the figure of the woman, | whose looseness and fat the hang-1 ing robes could not hide, Sydney j thought her old. One of the Egypt- , ian servants! The woman made no j sound, and Sydney thought again of' the silent door opened by the silent j woman at the grim-looking house In the Peck Slip district. He tried to I see her hand, but the darkness of | the hall prevented him. Colton had I ordered him to see the hand, and j there would be no move until he did. j For a minute the tableau remained | unchanged. Then the irrepressible < Shrimp broke the spell. ' "Gee, Mister Colton, dere's a' hoochy-koochy woman from Coney!" j Sydney thought he saw a sudden change of expression in the eyes. Then j the woman stepped to the threshold j of the door and waved a hand in a command to enter. The veins on the back of her hand did not form a "V." They crossed diagonally, over i the fat, big hand that looked so like the hand of a man. "Take the crow, Sydney!" ordered Colton as he jumped down. "Stay: where you are. Shrimp!" The boy made a grimace at being left out, but he did not demur audibly. Sydney took the bo* that contained the bird, : and followed the blind man up the i steps. Colton walked with maddening slowness. But Sydney saw the red 1 spots on his white cheeks over the cheek-bones; he saw the grim, omln- j ous set of the chin, the tenseness of the thin lips. He had seen those signs ■ before. He knew they meant the i steel-spring tightness of muscles held in leash by the brain back of the dead eyes. Without turning his head toward the woman who stood holding the door open the blind man walked past her. Sydney followed. The door clos ed behind them. The woman took a step forward with surprising agility. Her hand fumbled in the folds of her dress. Colton's shoulder almost knocked Sydney down as the blind man leaped past him. The blind man's weight sent the woman crash ing against the wall. A blue-steel pistol clattered to the floor. "I want you, Norman?" the blind man's voice rang out In the empty house. "Quiet! Take the handcuffs from my pocket, Sydney!" Thames obeyed mechanically. The veil had been torn from the face, and Sydney recognized the man from hav ing seen htm around the Beaumonde. "CufT him to the newel post of the stairs!" ordered Colton sharply. To gether they dragged the panting, cursing man to the heavy post. So this was the murderer! "No!" Colton seemed to read Syd ney's very thoughts. "This is only the tool!" He spoke to the raging man. "Where is he?" he demanded. "Where's the brains of the devilish thing?" "Find him!" snarled Norman sul lenly. "I will!" Colton's cane guided him around a heavy settee that lay on its side. Sydney noticed that the whole hall was disordered and pulled apart as though vandals had been at work. "Use your eyes!" Colton shot out the words "How many steps to that back door? Keep at my heel and count every turn!" "Five!" Sydney answered without an instant of hesitation. For ten years he had practiced Judging distance with his eyes and reckoning steps for the blind man. Colton ran. Sydney followed. A turn. "Three!" Sydney shouted the word in time. Colton swung around. He had dropped his cane in the hall. In his hand was a pistol. "Door!" Colton flung it open. Sydney i caught the flash of a robe in the dense grove of young pines at the edge of the yel(w sand. "Fourteen! Left!" The blind man dashed in pursuit of the robe flash that he could not see. He ran with all tne speed in him ahead in the darkness that had been his always. The sun was shining brightly overhead, but to the blind man it was midnight. He was run ning with a pistol in his hand to get a murderer! And the only eyes he knew were two paces behind him, guiding the wonderful body that God had made guideless. PantinK, Sydney put the last ounce of strength in his legs to gain the pace necessary to see' ahead. . "Five! Right!" he hissed. The chase went on. Their footsteps on the soft bed of pine needles were al- # need active Livers. HHrfl Inactive Livers need | WfTTLE vjSSM \ \ I Spiles most noiseless. Sydney knew that eves Colton's wonderful ears couid not fol low the footfalls of the man in the robes, who was twisting and turning in the narrow paths between the pines whose branches swept the ground. "Four! Left! Right! Left!" Th® guiding words fairly ran together so fast did Sydney say them. "Never mind! Drop back!" ordered the blind man suddenly. "Hear him panting" Sydney would not think of letting the blind man go alone, but he could not help himself. Cotton seemed to have become the sudden possessor of wings. He leaped out of sight around a clump of pines. Sydney kept dog gedly after. He could hear nothing; see nothing in the thick trees. But ahead of him was a murderer, and ha was a blind man! Suddenly Colton's voic rang out: "I'll fire!" Came a growled, animallike cursa that ended in a sudden, choked-oft scream. The fall of a heavy body. Sydney Thames rounded the last tree, and stopped dead in his tracks. On the ground was a silent figure. The robes had been torn and the trousers showed beneath them. The veil that had covered the face was beside the path. Colton was leaning over the man. He spoke, without looking up: "Flung the pistol at the sound of hli panting. Caught him in back of th head." He turned the unconscious man over. The man who murdered John Neilton," said the problemist quietly, Sydney Thames could not chok back a cry of stupefaction. The mar on the ground was Manager Carl, ot the Beaumonde! (To Be Continued.)
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