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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. In the semi-darkness of the hall
he saw who had opened it. 4, woman,
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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-
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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.)