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Removes sour fermentation, ; gases and poisonous waste which cause dyspepsia and other intestinal \ disturbances. 250 GORGAS' Drug Stores IB X.irtli Third St. 1 and Penna. Station SAsk The Merchants For Whom We Work As To Our We will gladly furnish yon with the list, but here's a good plan: Notice the clcaa eat window*— WE "DID" THEM. Harrisburg Window Cleaniig Co. orFICE—HI BAIT ST. liell riiono 36 -2* Imi mi 11l mil r Use Telegraph Want Ads TUESDAY EVENING, HARRK3BURO TELEGRXPH OCTOBER 3, 1916. Mary Roberts Rinehart's Thrilling Mystery of "The Curve of the Catenary" (Continued From Yesterday.) "Now look here, young woman," I said, "don't try to talk. You get your ; nerves gathered up. If you've lost a | bird, it isn't worth all this. If it's anything else, and I can help, you count on me. But just as soon as you can toddle, you are going over , to Boisseau's with me and have a cup of coffee." But I knew perfectly well it wasn't a bird. Why, she lived on one of the hilltops, three miles from the park. 1 She didn't object to Boisseau's. She was all In, to tell the truth. I sup pose, if she'd known what had hap pened, she'd have frozen to death be fore she went there. But she went, all right. 1 helped her up and stead ied her by holding her arm. She was awfully little and helpless. I'm only middle height, but 1 towered over her. When we'd gone about a hundred yards she stopped suddenly. "I —I've left by bag back there. Mr. Oliver," she said. "I'm so sorry." I went back for it. But on the way It occurred to me that, as weak as she was, she might faint or some thing, and I stopped and looked back. Well, the thing beat me. She was running across the grass, and about twenty yards from the path she stoop ed and picked something up, and slipped it into her bag. Yes, into her bag. She'd had the thing on her arm right along. Can you beat it? I played up for fair. I went back to the bench and looked on it and under and around it. When I turn ed to go back she was in the path again, and she waved the bag to me, holding it high. "It was on my arm all the time!" she called. "How silly of me!" So I went back and we started for Boisseau's. She wasn't so weak, by that time, and her color was better. But I judged she hadn't found every thing she'd come for, because I could see that her eyes wero watching the tree tops. • • • Did you ever read "The Murders in the Rue Morgue?" Well, with Hazel I-lazeltine yes. that's her name. Nutty, isn't it? (Loud laughter) with Hazel watching the tree tops, I got the monkey idea in my head. Sis used to have one. The little devil put me on tho water wagon for a month once. It used to sit on the foot of my bed and look like t wins. Hazel's father was a queer old duck. It oc curred to me that it would be like him to have a tame gorilla and let it go out skylarking at night. with his razor. On my honor, I got the fidgets. It wasn't very light, even then, anil the idea of having my fair young throat slit by a hairy creature stepping out from behind a tree made me ner vous. All the time she hadn't given me a word of explanation. She was think ing up something, I knew. I tried a bit of badinage, and it came hard, from an empty stomach, as you may say. But she ignored me. She certainly was pretty, poor kid. You take Lottie Murray, now. She's not bad to gaze at, believe me, but, as I've said before, little Hazeltine had her skinned for looks. It was In the eyes, maybe. Lottie had seen life and the little girl hadn't. "Ts this your customary time t'b rise and take a walk?" I asked. "I have hardly been to bed." 1 whistled. "I was In the city, with a friend, i and—and when the cars stopped run j ning I couldn't get home. 1 thought t I'll start early and walk here. My father " She stopped, as if her voice had I gone back on her. "I'll put you in a taxi and send you home ao soon as you've had some thing hot. Now, in you go." So we went into Boisseau's. Ordin lariiy the place is shut as tight as a ! drum at 6 a. m. But it was open, jand believe me. the sight of a table I with a water bottle in the center look ied good to me. The breakfastroom ; was empty. I put her at a table and went out to look up some grub. They I know me pretty well and I knew Bois iseau would give us something. I found him in the corridor, walk ling up and down, and 1 told him ! what 1 wanted. "Breakfast," I said. "Not the ball supper, you understand. And if you'll send In the outfit, I'll make the j coffee." i They have those English coffee pots there, mostly glass. You boil the stuff ;up three times and it's done. I thought it wouldn't hurt to show Miss Hazeltino 1 bad a domestic side. I Do you think Boisseau heard me? iHe did not. He stared at me and | walked on, with his head down. When he'd reached the end of the carpet, back he came. It's a patterned car ! pet, and he was automatically follow f EVEN IP YOU HAD A NECK At Long At Thu Fellow, And Matf SORE THROAT * IDOWN ONSILINE WOULD QUICKLY HOUVI IT. A Qiilclt, Mfe, southing, healing, antlirptlc relief tor Sure Throat, briefly describes TOHSILINI. A . small bottle of Tonsllins lasts < oncer loan most any cats ot Sere Threat. TONHUNK relieve* Sore Mouth and Ho*nene and prevents Qulnay. | 25c. ard 50c. Ilnepilil Siie Si.Ot. All Dra||lilt. | I TH T "Wia. COMPANY. .. - o.ntew, Ohle. ! FOR THROAT AND LUNGS | STUUUOH XCO LOUS AND COM)* ECKMANS ALTERATIVE 8111.11 MY A 1.1. LEADIXO DIIVGUim rt/NERAL DIRECTOR B AND EMBALMER.' 1 1745-47 N. SIXTH ST. AND nutaii ; r . ~ ——■ i ~~ HEADQUARTERS ITOR SHIRTS SIDES & SIDES ing the patterns, like a train on a track. He stopped beside me. "Ruin, Mr. Oliver!" ho said. "That's what It means." "You go to thunder," I said hotly. "She's a good girl." "I shall close to-day. I " He gave me a sort of yowl, and pounced on something on the carpet. It was a smalj pearl. He held it out to me on the palm of his hand. "You see!" he said. "They came out here, through the lobby. Past me! Past me! I probably wished them good night." Do you think I could get a rational word out of him? Or a fried egg? No. He was crazy. He bolted down the corridor to his private office and left me there. I was sore. But I got something finally by go ing back to the kitchens. The chef was still there, asleep, and the dish washers were clearing up after the ball supper. They have two at tho assemblies, one at midnight and a snaak about 4 a. m. I wakened Pierre by slipping a cold silver dol lar down his back and he got busy. Well! It was some time before I got a straight story of what had happened at Boisseau's that night, but I'll tell it now. It will help you to under stand things. The lights went out at 11, or a bit before. They were still dancing the first figure of the cotillion. Mother and three or four others were giving out the favors near one of the ball room doors and the place was jam med. There was a good bit of laughing when the lights went out, and tho band kept on. But the dancers stood still and waited, expecting it. to coma on again. When it didn't Boisseau's men came in with tapers and tried to light the gas brackets that are there for emergencies, but there was no gas. It was shut off somewhere. Boisseau was frantic. He sent in a few candles, one for the favor table and two or three for the stage where the band was playing. But it was a huge room, and the center was cave black. The youngsters enjoyed it. They started a gamo of changing partners and guessing whom they were dancing with. It got to lie a sort of rough house. and when the lights didn't come on, and the telephones were found out of order, too, the older women de cided to break it up. The dowagers led off to the dress ingroom, feeling their way and scolding. When I think I missed it, I could cry. Mother was among the first. She said she held her pearls all the way up the stairs, not because she anticipated trouble but because if they'd give way there would be no chance to get them all again. Inside Ihe dressingroom. where the older women had left, their wraps, a man was standing. He was in evening dress and had a handkerchief over his face. He had a revolver in his hand. The maids were cowering in a corner and the only light was from two candles on a dressing table. "I'll take your jewels, ladies," the man sdid quietly. Mother said she opened her mouth to scream and ho turned on her. "There are four men with automatic pistols in the ballroom, mada,m," he said. "In case 1 fire they will shoot into the crowd." l">o you get it? Every women there had a daughter or somebody down stairs. It was the older women they wanted,, of -conirse. The debutantes never wear tnticli in the line of jew elry. As soon as they'd taken off their trimmings he lined them up against the wall in a row. One woman after another came blithely into that room, tickled to pieces at a chance to get home early and take off her tight things. It's one of the bitterest thingsin life to me that I couldn't see the change in their faces when they saw the others lined up like a spelling class and the gentleman with the open , suitcase. Yes, he put the things in a suitcase. Was it a haul? Well, rather. lie got $75,000 and a piece of skin off the mater, the skin coming with an earring she jerked off. And mother was not a marker to some of the others. There were forty-two women against the wall, and the suitcase was full and he was putting things in his overcoat pockets before he stopped "Now, ladies." he said, "for twenty minutes I slutl! ask you to raise no alarm. Ido not like to make threats but my men will be in the ballroom for that length of time. At the end of twenty minutes you may scream your heads off." "How are we to know when the twenty minutes is up?" mother de manded. Trust the mater for spunk! "You've taken our watches." Mother said she rather hoped he'd return ber diamond wrist watch But he didn't. "Suppose," he said politely, "one of you county sixty, rather slowly, twenty times. That would approximate the time. Count out loud, please." Mother said she seemed to be the only one with breath enough to count. "One, two, three—" she began, and the man closed the suitcase, walked over to the dressing table and blew out the candles, got out an electric ft!? from his pocket and went out The mater had only got to eight when he closed the door and locked it be hind him. tt seems thut other .vomen cnmo up and rattled nt the door for admis sion. l!ut the only answer they had was mother counting away for dear life thirty-one- thirty-two— thirty three Can you beat it v Bolsseau told me the story him self while I was making the coffee lie wept while he told if. "If you would explain to your mother and father, Mr. Ollie," he said tearfully. lie's known me since r was "Master Ollie." "We will do everything. Pay back the losses 1 cannot. lam ruined. Rut the police are working hard, especially since one of them was almost assassinated" I sat up. "What!" " I . t ,' s l r ," e - mo "sieur. We had a special officer at the door. We do so always at the assembly. After the lights went off he was attacked. A deep cut in the shoulder. It looked pi , f l '? ( 1 b f n '"one with a razor. Bleed! Mori Dleu! "Oh, no!" said .Miss Haseltlne sud denly. (live you my word I'd for gotten her for a minute. I was think ing of the mater counting and all that and the policeman. She was leaning forward, with her lips slightly parted Beware of Ointments for Catarrh That Contain Mercury mercury will surely destroy the sense of imell and completely derange the whole system when entering It through the mucous surfaces. Such articles should neyer be used except on prescrip tions from reputable physicians, as the damaga they wilt do in ten fold to the good TOU can pos sibly derive from them. Hall's Catnrrh Cure, manufactured by F. J. Cheney A Co., Toledo 0.. contains no mercury, nml Is taken Internally, acting directly upon the blood and mucous sur faces of the system. In buying Hall's Catarrh Cure be sure you get the genuine. It Is taken Internally snd made In Toledo, Ohio, by I", J. Cheney & Co. Testimonials free. Sold by Druggists. Price, 75c. per buttle. Xk* Hall's Family FUla for constipation. She has a pretty mouth. I'd never noticed it before. "It is quite true," said Boisseau. "Blood over everything. A little more and he would have died. He is up stairs now. Me, I pay for a nurse, for a surgeon. The mattress is ruin ed. Also a carpet." "Oh, stop at that," I said, seeing how sick she looked. "We'll take the horrors for granted." He ambled away to get a newspa per. The morning papers had just come in. Pierre brought in some eggs himself, and I saluted them. I need ed food. By George, with one thing and another, I was dizzy. But Miss Hazeltine took only a little coffee. "I must get home, Mr. Oliver," she said. "I'm not hungry. I'm warmer now. I —really I'm quite comfort able." I put an egg on her plate. "Not a step until you've eaten something," I insisted. She'd got in the way of thinking me a sort of lightweight, because in the office the governor's the domin ant figure, and he treats me like an office boy. But I can be firm enougli if I want to. I sat over her until she'd got down an egg and a piece of toast. She wouldn't admit it, but she was better. She began to think about her looks, and she whipped open her bag to get out a mirror. "I'm so untidy!" she said. "I don't remember ever being up ajl night be fore." "Oh," I said. "So you've been up all night." Having said it, she was too honest to go back on it. "I have, Mr. Oliver." • • • Now she and I have debated this question since. The bag was open, and turned toward me. She says hot ly that I had no business to try to see what was Inside, but I maintain that, even then, I had determined to help her, whether she wanted me to or not, and that I had a right to every scrap of help I could get. Well, 1 looked. There was a bit of a coiled steel spring- in it, a small spring, but it looked strong. I dop'i know what I'd expected, but I was disappointed. She caught me looking and snapped the bag shut. Of course you may ask how I knew that the spring was what she'.l picked up in the park. Well, it was a small bag, and there was nothing else of any size in it. Whatever she found she'l seen from the path as it lay in the dead park grass, some twenty yards away. How's that for reasoning? 1 don't, know when X first, connect ed the tnxieab trouble with Boisseau's Maybe when the old fellow talked about a razor. When you think about it, there were three people within a radius of half a mile slash ed at or about the same time. The policeman got his first, fixing the time by the darkness, then my taxi man, and the woman on the bus was the third. But what had Jack the Slasher to do with the robbery at Boisseau's.' Think about it. The gentleman ban dit in the dressingroom had never raised his voice. There had been no violence. The whole idea of the thing had been a quiet getaway. Was it likely that the bandit, or bandits, would try to murder the policeman on duty at the curb, the most conspicuous person they could have .fixed on? If there had been an alarm raised, it would have been dif ferent, but there was no alarm for long enough after that. Only the mater counting away for dear life and locked in the dressingroom. It looked to me just then as though three things, not connected, had oc curred almost simultaneouslv. Th< light and telephone wires had broken, a maniac had taken advantage of the darkness to cut loose, and a band of thieves who had planned a holdup found things coming their way and took them away in a suitcase. (To Be Continued. GABLER-BOHN WEDDING Waynesboro, Pa., Oct. 3. Clark A. Gabler, choir director of tho First ————— iini mi im wwwTOW i >#•"" cm the > HILLS Hill-hesitation is galling to your average driver. His sporting-blood boils when a 1910-Complex flivs past on the first long pull with appar ent ease and matter-of-factness. Invariably he bawls-out his motor and labels it " a cheese." But —ten-to-one, the motor itself is guiltless. The real cause is faulty lubrication. If your car does the hesitation on the gradea, At least one of these four is the exact oil for look first to the oil you are using. your particular motor. 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