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The Exploits of Elaine
A Detective Novel and a Motion Picture Drama
"By ARTHUR B. REEVE
The Well-Known Novelist and the
Creator o/ the "Craig Kennedy" Storiu
Presented in Collaboration With the Pat hi Players and the Eclectic Film Company
Copyright. 1914. by the Star Company All Foreign Right a Referred
CONTINUED
■When, a, few minutes later. Ken
nedy and Elaine had approached the
fork, their driver had slowed up, as If
in doubt which way to go. Craig had
stuck his head out of the window, as
I had done, and, seeing the crossroads,
had told the chauffeur to stop. There
stood the hobo.
"Did a car pass here, Just now —a
big car?" called Craig.
The man put his hand to his ear, as
If only half comprehending.
"Which way did the big car go?" re
peated Kennedy.
The hobo approached the taxicab
sullenly, as if he had a grudge against 1
cars in general.
One question after another elicited
little that could be construed as intel
ligence. If Craig had only been able
to see, he would have found out thet,
■with his back toward the taxicab
driver, the hobo held one hand behind
him and made the sign of the Clutch
ing Hand, glancing surreptitiously at
the driver to catch the answering sign,
•while Craig gazed earnestly up the
two roads.
At last Craig gave him up as hope
less. "Well —go ahead—that way," he
• indicated, picking the most likely road.
As the chauffeur was about to start
he stalled his engine.
'•Hurry!" urged Craig, exasperated
at the delays.
The driver got out and tried to crank
the engine. Again and again he turned
it over, but somehow it refused to
start. Then he lifted the hood and be- j
gan to tinker.
"What's the matter?" asked Craig,
impatiently jumping out and bending )
■over the engine, too.
The driver shrugged his shoulders.
"Must be something wrong with the
ignition, I guess," he replied.
Kennedy looked the car over hastily.
"I can't see anything wrong," he
frowned.
"Well, there is," growled the driver.
Precious minutes were speeding
away as they argued. Finally with his
characteristic energy, Kennedy put the
taxicab driver aside.
"Let me try it," he said. "Miss
iDodge. will you arrange that spark
and throttle?"
•imi' Hrt, ■■ . , J
Kennedy Quietly Examined the Showcase.
Elaine, equal to anything, did so. and
Craig bent down and cranked the en
gine. It started on the first spin.
"See;" he exclaimed. "There wasn't
anything, after all."
He took a step toward the taxicab
"Mr. Kennedy—look out!" cried
Elaine.
Craig turned. Hut it was too late.
Thi rough-looking fellow liad awak
ened to life. Suddenly he stepped up
behind Kennedy with a blackjack. As
the heavy weight descended Craig
crumpled up on the ground uncon
scious.
With a scream, Elaine turned and
started to run. But the chauffeur
eeized her arm.
' "Say, bo," he asked of the rough fel
low, "what does Clutching Hand want
■with her? Quick! There's another
cab likely to be along in a moraeut
with that fellow Jameson in it."
The rough fellow, with an oath,
seized her and dragged her into the
taxicab. "Go ahead!" he growled, in
dicating the road.
And away they sped, leaving Ken
nedy unconscious on the side of the
road, where we found him.
L. "What are we to do?" I asked heln
See "Exploits of Elaine," Third Episode,
In Motion Pictures, Victoria Theatre, Saturday, March 6
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lesslv of Kennedy, when we had at
last got him on his feet.
His head still ringing from the force
of the blow of the blackjack. Craig
stooped down, then knelt in the dust
of the road, then ran ahead a bit,
where it was somewhat muddy.
"Which way—which way?" he mut
tered to himself.
I thought perhaps- the blow had af
fected him and leaned over to see
what he was doing. Instead, he was
studying the marks made by the tire
of the Clutching Hand cab.
More slowly now and carefully, we
proceeded, for a mistake meant losiug
the trail of Elaine.
We came to another crossroads and
the'driver glanced at Craig. "Stop!"
he ordered.
In another Instant he was down in
the dirt, examining the road for marks.
"That way!" he indicated, leaping
back to the running beard.
We piled back into the car and pro
ceeded under Kennedy's direction, as
fast as he would permit. So it con
tinued, perhaps for a couple of hours
At last Kennedy stopped the cab
and slowly directed the driver to veer
into an open space that looked partic
ularly lonesome. Near it stood a one
story brick factory building, closed,
but not abandoned.
As I looked about at the unattrac
tive scene. Kennedy already was down
on his knees in the dirt again, study
ing the tire tracks. They were all
confused, showing that the taxicab
we were following had evidently
backed in and turned several times
before going on.
"Crossed by another set of tire
tracks!" he exclaimed excitedly,
studying closer. "That must have
been the limousine, waiting."
Laboriously he was following the
course of the cars in the open space,
when one word escaped him, "Foot
prints!"
He was up and off in a moment, be
fore we could imagine what he was
after. We had got out of the cab.
and followed him as, down to th-?
very shore of a sort of cove or bay,
he went. There lay a rusty, discard
ed boiler on the beach, half sub
merged in the rising tide. At this
tann tne lootprtms seemed to go
| right down the sand and into the
waves, which were slowly obliterating
them Kennedy gazed out as if to
make out a possible boat on the hori
zon where the cove widened out.
| "Look!" 1 cried.
Further down the shore, a few feet.
I had discovered tiie same prints, go
ing In the opposite direction, back to
ward the place from which he had
just come. I started to follow them
but soon found myself alone. Ken
ned j had paused beside the old boiler
"What Is it?" I asked, retracing my
steps.
He did not answer, but seemed to be
, listening. We listened also. There
certainly was a most peculiar noise
inside that tank.
Was it a muffled scream?
Kennedy reached down and picked
up a rock, hitting the tank with a re
j sounding blow As the echo died
down, he listened again.
Yes, there was a sound—a scream.
' perhaps—a woman's voice, faint but
unmistakable.
I looked at his face Inquiringly.
W Ithout a word I read In it the con
firmation of the thought that had
flashed into my mind.
amine Dodge was inside!
!••••*••,
First had come the limousine, with
its three bandits, to the spot fixed on
as a rendezvous. Later had come the
i taxicab. As it hove Into sight, the
three well-dressed crooks had drawn j
revolvers: thinking perhaps the plan
for getting rid of Kennedy might pos
sibly have miscarried But the taxl
cab driver and the rough-faced fellow |
had reassured them with the sign of '
tbi Clutching Hand, aud the revolvers j
were lowered
As they parleyed hastily, the j
roughneck and the fake chauffeur |
lifted Elaine out of the tasi. She was ;
bound and gagged.
"Well, now we've got her. what shall
we do with her?" asked one.
"It's got to be quick. There's an
other cab," put in the driver,
i "The deuce with that."
"The deuce with nothing," he re
turned. "That fellow Kennedy's a
clever one. He may come to If he
does, he won't miss us Quick, now!" 1
"See," cried the third "See that old
boiler down there at the edge of the
water? Why not put her in there?
No one'll ever think to look in such
a place."
With a hasty expression of approval i
the roughneck picked Elaine up bodily, ,
still struggling vainly, and together j
they carried her, bound and gagged,
to the tank. The opening which was
toward the water, was small, but they
managed, roughly, to thrust h->r In
A moment later and they had rolled
up a huge bowlder against the small
entrance, bracing it so that it would
be impossible for her to get out from
the inside Then they drove off hast
i ily.
Frantically Elaine managed to
loosen the ;rag She screamed Her
voice seemed to be hound around by
the iron walls as she was herself She
shuddered. The water was rising—
had reached her chest, and was still
rising, slowly, inexorably.
What was that? Silence? Or was
someone outside?
Coolly, in spite of the emergency.
Kennedy took in the perilous situa
tion.
The lower end of the boiler, which
was on a slant on the rapidly shelving
ben«h, was now completely under wa
ter and impossible to get at. Besides,
the opening was small, too small
Kennedy gazed about frantically
and his eye caught the sign on the
factory:
OXYACETYLTCNE WELDING CO. :
"Come, Walter," he cried, running
up the shore.
A moment later, breathless, we
reached the doorway. It was, of
course, locked. Kennedy whipped out
his revolver and several well-directed
shots through the keyhole smashed
the lock. We put our shoulders to it
and swung the door open, entering
the factory.
Beside a work bench stood two long
cylinders, studded with bolts.
"That's what I'm looking for." ex
claimed Craig. "Here, Walter, take
one. I'll take the other—and the
tubes —and—"
We ran, for there was no time to
lose. As nearly as I could estimate it.
the water must now he slow ly closing
i over Elaine.
"Whal is it?" 1 asked, as he joined
1 xip the tubes from the tanks to the
peculiar hooklike apparatus he car
ried.
"An oxyacetylene blowpipe," he mut
tered back feverishly. "Used for weld
ing and cutting, too." he added
With a lisht he touched the nozzle
instantly a hissing, blinding flame
needle made the steel under it incau
descent The terrific heat from one
nozzle made the ste.el glow. The
stream of oxysen from the second
completely consumed the hot metal
Kennedy was actually cutting out a
huge hole in the still exposed surface
of the tank—all around, except for a
few inches to prevent the heavy
! piece from falling inward
As Kennedy carefully bent outward
the section of the lank which he tiail
cut. he quickly reached down and
lifted Elaine, unconscious, out of the
water
Gently he laid her on the sand. It
was the work of only a moment tc- cut
the cords that bound her hands
There she lay, pale and sti'l. \Va.->
i she dead?
Kennedy worked frantically to re
! vive her
i At last, slowly, the color seemed to
i return to her pale lips. Her eyelids
: fluttered Then her great, deep eyes
i opened.
As she looked up and caught sight
of Craig bending anxiously o-er her
she seemed to comprehend. For a mo
ment both were silent Then Elaine
reached up and took his hand
. | "Craig," she whispered, "you—
t 1 you've saved my life!".
Her tone was eloquent.
. i "Elain s" he whfspered, still gating
down into her wonderful eyes, "the
| Clutching Hand shall pay for this! It
' is a fight to a finish between us!"
To Be Continued Next Week
' | FAKMER DIES UNDER | WAGON
I Falls From Seat and Wheels Pass Qver
1 ! .His Head
Philadelphia, March 4.—'Reeling
I from the seat of his wagon on Bustle ton
pike, near Tyson street, last night,
. James Clarksou, a prosperous farmer
t of Somertou, fell under the wheels,
which passed over his head, crushing his
skull and killing him instantly.
| His body was taken to the Frank
" j ford hospital, where the doctors found
I l that nearly all the bones in his head
j had been fractured.
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HUNTERS' LICENSES STANDS
Committee Kills Bill Providing for-the
Repeal of the Law
A committee of members of various
sportmcn's associations of the (State,
representing the Wild Life League, the
Pennsylvania State Sportsmen's Asso
ciation, tiie Pennsylvania Conference on
Forestry, Fish and Game anil the United
Sportsmen met with the Game Com
mittee of the House yesterday after
-10011 to discuss lag'.slation affecting
their interest now before the committee
and especially to urge the passage of
the bill appropriating the balance of
the hunters' license money to the State
Game Commission, the measure for
which will soi.il come up for considera
tion.
The sportsmen persuaded the game
committee to recommend unanimously
the now game code with an amendment
making the seasons tor all small game
open 011 October IS and close 011 No
vember 30; ileer November 1 to Novem
ber 15, anil bear from October 15 to
December 15.
The committee also reported favor
ably the bill permitting the killing*of
blackbirds when destroying property
or creating a nuisance. The committee
killed tiie bill for a gam'. 1 commission in
each county and the b it for a repeal of
the hunters' license law.
Latev a committee of sportsmen,
headed by John G. Martin, of this city,
ha 1 a conference with Governor Brum
baugh and presented their views and
obtained from liini a promise of active
support for the bill placing the hun
ters' license money in the hands of the
State Game Commission. The 'Governor
expressed himself favoring the crea
tion of a conservation department which
should include the fish, game and for
e-try iui crests, and also favored the
strict enforcement of the game laws.
What Is Dissipation?
I think sometimes that our common
definition of dissipation is far too liar
row We con hue it io rude excesses
in tiie use of Intoxicating liquor or the
crude griitiilcaiian of the passions, but
often these arc v the outward sym
bols of a more subtle inward disorder.
The things of the world—n thousand
clamoring interests, desires, posses
sions-have got the better of us Men
become drunken with die inordinate
desire for owning things and dissolute
with ambition for political oilice. I
knew a uiati once, a farmer, who de
bam 'led himself upon land: fed his ap
petite upon the happiness of liihome,
cheated his children of education, and
himself went shabby, bookless. Joy
less comfortless, that lie might buy
more lam! I call that dissipation too.
—David Grayson in American Maga
slue
Land of Opportunity.
Great chances, as you must i.ttree.
To MevVar:* are sent.
Tlvre nry liny may jttow to he
Provisional president.
Buffalo News.
Very Likely.
Patience-- Peggy says he plways
brings sunshine when he calls.
Patrice Is that the reason she Al
ways turns down the gas*'—Youkcrs
Itntesmau.
It May So.
A «eler.tis; who !('•
,Tu. t n«w as'.iires
Pn; * mountain ranges are the cause
Of t'nil»ev
,FtW FOLKS HAVf
GRAY HAIR NOW
Well-known Local Druggist Says Every
body Is Using Old-time Eecipe of
Sage Tea and Sulphur
Hair that loses its color and lustre,
or when it fades, turns gray, dull and
lifeless, is caused by a lack of sulphur
in the hair. Our grandmother made up
a mixture of Sage Tea and Sulphur to
keep her locks dark and beautiful, and
thousands of women and men who value
that even color, that beautiful dark
shade of hair which is so attractive, use
only this old-time recipe.
Nowadays we get this famous mix
ture bv asking at any drug store for a
50-eent bottle of "VVveths Sage and
Sulphur Compound," which darkens the
hair so naturally, io evenly, that nobody
can possibly tell it has been applied.
Besides, it takes off dandruff, stops
ecalp itching and falling hair. You just
dampen a sponge or soft brush with it
and draw this through your hair, tak
ing one small strand at a time. By
morning the gray hair disappears; but
what delights the Indies with Wyeth's
Sage and Sulphur is that, besides beau
tifully darkening the hair after a few
applications, it nlso brings back the
gloss and lustre and gives it an ap
! pea ranee of abundance.—Adv.
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Likewise Silk Stockings and Plaid
Shawls and Capes.
In the good old days about which so
nutuy men so dreamily rend mid pro
fess to reverence, and when men were
believed to be more bold and dashing
and daring than they are now, the muff
was the thing of winter wear for men.
It M as a regular part of a gentleman's
cold wearher toilet.
Among Horace Walpole's Christmas
gifts to his friend George Montagu, in
1670, were "Anecdotes of fainting." a
pamphlet 011 "Libels," the "Castle of
Otranto" and a muff. That was the
period of the muff for men. It had
been an article of men's apparel for
many years before, and men retained
the muff for long years afterward. It
being cast off when men forswore col
ored silks and satins, rare laces and
jeweled shoe buckles.
It was not £.O far back in American
history that ineu wore silk stocking#—
not merely silk socks—and knee gar
ters and fancy garter buckles, and
many men walking the streets of
Washington today remember when
their sex wore brilliant plaid shawls
and when the cloth cape, called a
"talma," was (he height of masculine
fashion. Now and then one sees a
gentleman of tile old school walking
along with a gold headed cane and
wearing a somewhat motheaten, frayed
or shiny "talma."—Washington Star.
AN ICEBERG AT SEA.
One of the Most Awe Inspiring Speo
tacles l«i Nature.
There is nothing in nature so Impos
ing and awe inspiring as the Iceberg,
writes Laeey Amy In the Wide World
Magazine. It gives an overpowering
sense of relentless force, of dignity and
of brilliance.
Beneath the sun's vivid rays or the
dark clouds of threatening storm, in
the moon's cold beams or dimly
through the shadows of moonless
night, in cnlm and tempest—every one
of them, from the tiny "growler" to
the huge mass of spurs, rouses at first
glimpse an awe undiminished by a
growing appreciation of its beauty.
Always before one Is the thought
that but an eighth of the Iceberg's
bulk shows above the water, the re
mainder stretching down and down
into the blue-green depths and out and
out until captains breathe freely only
when the horizon is clear of them.
Far out In the ocean, with the largest
steamers passing swiftly miles inside,
they ground upon the bottom in tre
mendous depths and calmly await the
relieving touch of sun and current.
In the wildest seas and strongest
gales these frigid mountains float un
disturbed There could be no seasick
ness on an iceberg, for its foundations
are fathoms below the wave disturb
ance.
An Earthquake.
The horror of experiencing an earth
quake has been set down by F. S. Ly
man. who was in tile Hawaiian Is
lands some years ago. when there be
gan a series of earthquakes on the
southern flanks of a so called "quiet
volcano."
"First the earth swayed to and fro
from north to south, then from east to
west, then round and rriund, up and
down, and Anally in every imaginable
direction, for several minutes, every
thing crashing around and the trees
thrashing as if torn by a hurricane,
and there was a sound as of a mighty
wind. It was impossible to stand. We
had to sit on the ground, bracing with
hands and feet to keep from being roll
ed over. The villages 011 the shore were
swept away by the great wave that
rushed upon the laud immediately aft
er the earthquake."—Exchange.
Reason Enough.
Critic (as the composer plays his last
piece)— Very fine indeed. But what Is
that passage which makes the cold
chills run down the back? Composer—
That Is where the wanderer has the
hotel bill brought to him.—Fliegende
Blatter.
Too Plain Spoken.
He—l wish you'd drop the "Mister"
and call me plain George. .She—Oh.
but It would be unkind to twit you on
your personal appearance that way.—
Bt. Louis Democrat,
A Matter of Discretion.
"Father," asked the youthful seeker
after wisdom, "why is it that you al
ways speak' of mother as your 'better
half?*"
"Because, my son." replied the tired
business man. "I know perfectly well
that I better had."—Kielimond Times
Dispatch.
j ON EPA RTRI DUE DIN NEK, SBOO i
1 Two Others Fined at Newburgh, N.
Y., Making Total 91,150
Newburgh, N. Y., March 4.—Par-
J tridge dinners came exceedingly high
i to three of the residents of Balmville. I
| a suburb of this city. Penalties aggre- i
[gating $1,150 have been imposed on;
j them by the State Game Department j
i for having violated the law in buying |
partridge, which is prohibited at all |
| times.
The three offenders were Mrs. F. Oe
| lano Hitch, who is active in philan
! thropic work; Frank V. Burton and Dr.
|S. A. Waldron. Mrs. Hitch suffered the j
! heaviest penalty, paying SBOO.
This is said to be the heaviest fine |
j ever imposed for an offense of that kind !
! in this State. The pntridge were sold j
iby Mrs. Chauneey Ferguson for her
j husband, who shot them. Mrs. Fergu
; son gave information which led to the
imposing of the penalties.
| TO KILL DISEASED CATTLE i
j Fresh Outbreak Among Herds in Leba
non County
Lebanon, March 4. —For six weeks!
there had been no sign of a fresh out- j
| break of the hoof and mouth disease
among the cattle in Lebanon county
I until yesterday, when Dr. F. W. Ferns
: ler, of this city, representing the State i
Live Stock Sanitary Board, discovered I
: that two herds in this county are af- I
Ifeeted.
j The latest eases exist on the farms |
j of Rudolph Werner, three miles east of
I Annville, and on the Jacob B. Sheaf J
I farm, near Bismarck. At the former |
| place 27 head of cattle have been con- I
| denined and will be slaughtered within ,
| the week. On the Sheaf farm only two j
i head are suffering from the malady
land they will be killed to-day. Neither
| 3tiS: D ra ,a
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i people in this town have used them
and we have yet to hear of a case
where they have failed. We know
the formula. Sold only by us—2sc
a box.
George A. Gorgas
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