' THE CITIZEN, FRIDAY JULY 2, 1000.
THE
TANGLED
WEB
By Etbel Walts-Mnmford Grant
Author d "Dupo," "WhilewMb." Ele.
Copmk 1906. by Deal. D. Kunntoo
CHAPTER XVII.
Mr. Lawdon's band was already
upon his check book, when his wife's
shrill voice arrested him.
"The idea! Where is tho thief?
"Explain bow this came into your pos
session." "Strangely enough, you will say."
Colllns's eyes were now upon Leavl
Bon, who had drawn reluctantly
c'ose to tho group. "They were
concealed, wrapped in a handker
chief from which the hem had been
torn, under the bridgo by the auto
mobile entrance to the park, in about
a foot and a half of water."
A pause of astonishment greeted
bis statement.
"But how did you ever happen to
look there?" Wendham asked.
"It happened," continued tho
sheriff, "that Mrs. Collins bakes ex
cellent pies; also, that'I was out very
late last night on important business,
and without dinner. Mrs. Collins
prepared a meal on my return at
10.30. She heated a pie, which was
so hot that to cool it quicker she
raised tho back window of the kitch
en, which was to leeward of the
blow, and set It out to cool. A few
minutes later when she got it, this
was pinned in the middle of that pie
with a plain pin here is the pin."
He held out the slip of paper with
its pasted words, over which Alice
and Stacy had expended their in
genuity. Evelyn took tho document and
read with evident bewilderment:
"Innocent Man Accused. Plunder
Returned in Brook, Under Bridge,
Motor Park Entrance."
Alice exploded with laughter. "In
the pie!" she gurgled. "In tho pie!
Oh. Mr. Jack Horner Collins!"
But that doesn't tell who the
f was!" cried Mrs. Lawdon.
Her husband frowned. "You have
our jewels, Kate, ne interposed
quickly. "They were returned evi-,,
dently for conscience sake. Drop
the matter."
"I won't!" she answered sharply.
"I want to know!"
Leavison was close behind Collins.
"What traces did you find?" he
asked. .
The sheriff looked him over scorn
fully. "Not a thing; rain washed
out everything. There's a gutter and
a rain barrel running over by that
window, and the yard's a young lake.
Go see for yourself. You seemed
good on clews."
"But I insist!" cried Mrs. Lawdon
angrily.
For once her husband took com
mand of the situation. "And I in
sist," he interrupted, "that you take
your jewels and drop this matter.
tMr. Collins, here Is your check, and
many thanks."
Mrs. Lawdon rose, her eyes snap
ping. "Don't give that man a check.
He hasn't caught the thief!"
Charlie turned his back' upon her.
"Evelyn, old man and you, Patty,
I have to apologize to you both. Our
stay has been fraught with misfor
tune. We will take the 4.10, if you
Tffll be good enough to give orders
for the motor. This Incident is closed.
I cannot thank you both enough for
your kindness and forbearance.
Kate, will you come?"
Mrs. Lawdon colored, hesitated,
J choked, and then moving awkwardly
'forward, she swept her recovered
treasures into the lap of her loose
I morning gown. Her husband stepped
, aside and followed her' as she took
her agitated way across the room.
"My check and my thanks, Col
lins." Evelyn laid a second yellow
leaf upon ihe table.
The sheriff's red face expanded
with happiness and Importance. "It's
g great day!" he exclaimed, beam
ing. j t Wendham had taken possession of
' the invaluable adornment of Mrs.
Colllns's pie. Involuntarily his eyes
sought Alice. She was looking at
him, her mouth twitching humorous
ly. She colored and dropped her
lids as she met his glance. Wend
ham recalled the clipping shears,
the tiny scraps of paper adhering to
the velvet of tho chair, Alice's early
arrival, her return of the scissors
before she left the room, and the
significance of her words and look.
"All's well that ends well," ho
said. Alice, smiling, held out her
hand.
The joyous summer sunlight that
seems reserved for France alone,
shone in through the long windows
opening from the Louis XVI. break
fast room of Avo Villa to its justly
famous gardens, the loveliest in Fbn
tainebleau. Wendham and his wife
had Just risen from the tiny tete-a-tete
table and had paused in con
templation of the rose bower vista.
"A telegram for Monsieur," said
Bttlste, knocking discreetly.
"Good. Give it. hero."
, ni.e took her hand from,, her
hutvind's shoulder, raised the trail
In,, skirt of her white negllgoo and
stepped out upon the red-tiled ter
race. Tho fragrant air was exhilarat
ing, tho riotous bloom and color of
tho garden an intoxication in itself.
With tho freo delight of a child, she
flung out arms as if to embrace their
compass of loveliness.
"Bon Dleul how good it is," she
cried. "Boyd, come, come out and
see; it all seems quite new, as If just
made. The Garden of Eden must
have looked like this."
Wendham, tho thin blue paper of
tho telegram In his hand, paused ere
he joined her. Truly the garden In
tho crystal air of morning was as
clean and perfect as if fresh from
the hand of tho Creator. And Nel
lie herself was as flawless. Serenity
and health were expressed in every
curve and lino of her supple body and
happy face. Tho evil of tho past
was gone forever from her, leaving
no trace, save In painful memories
and these memories must now be
awakened.
"Nellie, dear," ho said softly, com
ing behind and putting his arm about
her, "I have news for you. Alice and
her Stacy are here, and coming to
see us to-day!" He felt the quick
tenseness of her body and guessed
the spasm of pain and wave of color
upon her faco, but ho foreboro to
look into her eyes.
There was a pause. Then she
spoke and her voice told only of
whole-souled affection.
"Dear old Alice! how glad I am.
When will they be hero? Dear mo,
it's a whole year since I've seen her.
And now she's married, and, I hope,
as happy as I am."
Wendham smiled. "But not as
happy as I am nobody could bo
that. God bless you."
"Will they bo hero for luncheon?"
Ho nodded.
"Good. They must stay. Boyd,
you must Insist. 11 glvo them the
beautiful round room, and Inla sball
make them chicken casserole, and
tambalo of shrimps, and all the spe
claltees de la maison.' " She turned
toward the house and paused to
laugh delightedly. "Alice a bride!
I'm certain she attended the cere
mony in white hunting breeches,- a
linen frock coat with orange blos
soms In the buttonhole, black patent
leather boots and a Panama hat, and
came down the aisle to the tune of
'a southerly wind and cloudy sky
proclaim a hunting morning.' "
"Well," said Wendham seriously,
"she would have, If they hadn't tak
en It Into their heads to ride over
after the MIneola Horse Show, and
have the magistrate tie tho knot
"Hitch them up, you mean. I won
der if they drive as a pair or tan
dem; and if the latter, who is in the
.lead."
"We'll soon see. I'm going to the
station for them with tho motor In
about half an hour."
"Then I've only Just timo to ar
range everything. Adieu, mon cherl
for a whole long thirty minutes."
She disappeared In a rush of flying
draperies, and her sweet, merry
voice called an order to tho gardener
to fill every vase with fresh roses,
aa'. the best, the very best, for the
round bedroom.
He sighed with happiness. Nellie
was what sho should always have
been, the perfection of her own nor
mal dvelopment. The evil tendencies
that had preyed like leeches upon
her blood had been removed. From
distress and agony had come peace
and strength.
CHAPTER XVIII.
The train from Paris drew Into
Fontainebleau Station.
"We jump off here," said Alice
excitedly. "Jo, give mo that suit
case; you've got enough to carry with
that bag and the coats. Nonsense,
suppose I have got a skirt on; does
that Incapacitate me for any use?"
"Alice," observed her spouse ad
miringly, "you're a goat. Come, un
latch us and let's move onj the train
will, if we don't. There's Wendham,
by Jove! Give him the high sign
there, ho sees us."
The bride and groom descended
from their compartment and were
cordially welcomed by their host.
"Mr. and Mrs. Stacy, I am moro
glad than I can express. Come, the
motor is over here, and Nellie is slm
ply hungry to see you; I say hungry
advisedly. I left her ordering our
invaluable Inla to prepare enough
food to make pate-de-fols-gras geese
out of all of us."
Alice strode along beside Wend
ham, her scorned skirts unconven
tionally flapping. "This is great.
Say, we went to the Grand Prix
me for It; now that's a track, and as
for lawn Oh, well, tho words aren't
made yet to describe it. And you
you look as fit as a two-year-old.
How's Nellie? Dear old girl! My,
but she was a sick one! She'd havo
been foundered all right if It hadn't
been for you. Stacy, would you de
voto yourself to mo the way Boyd
did to Nellie If I had spavins?"
"What do you think?" ho demand
ed resentfully. "That I'd have you
fired and turn you out?"
Alice laughed delightedly.
"Tell mo tho news, Alice," said
Wendham, as he assisted her to the
seat beside him. "How's everybody?"
"About the same. But, say, this
is a jolly machine 60 horse power?
I thought so. Business must be look
ing up; but I forgot, you always did
havo rocks. Well, let's see news?
The Laughtons havo sold out their
Btablo, and tho Evelyns picked up
some good things; and our Alvord
yon remember Joe's and my Al
vord he's been the best steeple
chaser that ever topped timber
that's really what started us off' on
our career or matrimony aiacy
wouldn't, no matter how often I pro
posed, till he mado what he called 'a
competence,' and by rights its Al
vord I ought to have married, for
he made it."
"It's like home to hear you,
Alice," he said. "It's only in the lit
tle U. S. of A. that such a refreshing
piece of femininity as your sport
ing self could develop properly. Here
we aro. This wall Incloses our gar
den; down there those Iron gates
protect our drive. Toot that horn,
and they will fly open so here
not bad, is it?"
Both Alice and Stacy gaBped their
delight.
"My! what a flower show!" she
exclaimed. "You must bo very hap
py here."
"I am. Alice,' he asked in a low
er tone, "does Stacy know about
tho Lawdon affair?"
"Yes." She looked at him frank
ly. "I told him at the time, but he
is the only one who knows or even
guesses. It's a mystery to everyone
but ourselves. Tell me, Is is every
thing ?"
"There she is; isn't she answer
enough in nerself ?'"'
They stopped before the glass
canopy at tho villa entrance, and
Nellie, radiant as Aurora, threw
wide the doors in welcome.
"This Is too delightful!" she cried.
"I can't think of anything that could
give us greater pleasure. And
you're married, my dear, and you
have a tall to your skirt and a feath
er in your hat."
Alice embraced her hostess cor
dially. "Don't speak of changes
Why, I bet you actually tip the scales
at a real human weight, and you
look as If you ate and slept."
The shadows gathered once more
In Nellie's eyes. "I don't wonder I
seem so changed to you. Changed
I am, thank God! Things that hap
pened, and what I was, aro like
nightmares to me. I was a very sick
creature mentally, morally, and
physically; and I owe my health, my
reason, and my soul to Boyd."
"I always said he was a brick,"
said Alice. "I knew he'd make
everything work out right he Is
practicing?" she added, anxious to
turn Nellie's thoughts from mem
ories of the past.
"Is he! Do you know he is threat
ened with the Legion of Honor; that
he is assistant to the greatset nerve
specialist in Paris, and winning him
self an international fame? He has
been asked to lecture on medical
psychology at the Ecole de Medi
cine. Oh, Boyd is a great man, and
tho world Is beginning to recognize
It. And busy It's fortunate you
came just as he was treating himself
to a week's vacation, otherwise
you would have had to be contented
with just me."
They had wandered as they talked
to the terrace overlooking the roses,
and paused to lean upon the crum
bling balustrade, where Stacy and
Wendham joined them.
Stacy crossed to Mrs. Wendham's
side, and Alice, taking Boyd's arm In
hers, demanded an immediate tour of
Inspection. Once out of earshot,
she turned a glowing face to her
companion.
"Boyd, It's a miracle, a beautiful
miracle. I could hardly have be
lieved it. 1 can't tell you how
happy It makes me; and it's all
through and through; one can feel It
and breathe it In her atmosphere.
It's her 3plrlt as well as her body
that is cured."
"I know," he nodded. "At one
time, Alice, I questioned whether It
would not be kinder to use the pow
er sho so abused to wipe from her
memory the recollection of her"
he hesitated, then went on bravely
"crimes. At last I talked it over
with her, and we decided It was best
that she should know. It is her
penance. At first when conscience
awakened she wanted to give her
self up, confess, and take her legal
punishment', but I persuaded her that
me world was not benefited by a
prisoner behind penitentiary bars
but by active goodness. We have,
compromised with tho Fates. Her
life is her atonement. You have
no idea what a ministering angel she
is, nor what treasures of sympathy
and good sense she dispenses. She
doesn't spare herself. Everything she
Is or has, except the entirety of her
love, which, thank God, Is mine,
she gives to whoever needs, and In
my practice i come upon cases
enough where a Uttlo attention
means everything. It has been a
strange story from first to last, but
It has a very happy ending."
There was silence for a moment.
"And Adele?" questioned Alice.
"She is with us. She adores her
mistress so completely that I believe
she would pine away If she were sep
arated from her, and she never knew
what part she played in Nellie's life.
I doubt she would believe if she were
told."
"Doesn't know!" exclaimed Alice
In amazement. "Why, then I I
begin to understand I begin to see
clearly. And you found out because
for years you'd been following these
very things sciences, I suppose
they aro. What an amazing tangle!"
"Come," called Nellie's voice.
"Come, my children; luncheon Is
ready."
"And I'll see you really eat," said
Alice, as tho four moved toward the
bouse.
"And drink," laughed Nellie, "to
the four happiest people in the
world."
, THE END.
8our Milk Longevity.
M. Metcbnlkoft for longevity ad
vises sour milk and an absence of
worry.
TRAINED COCKROACH MISSING
Alonzo, .the Pride of Harvard 8enlors,
Disappear from Holworthy
Hall Played Baseball.
Cambridge, Mass. Alonzo, tho
trained cockroach, pride of Holworthy
Hall, Is missing and there Is regret in
the hearts of fifty Harvard students.
Although Alonzo was the common
property of the seniors In Holworthy
he really belonged to Karl S. Cate, '09,
to whom also belongs the credit for
the Insects's earlier training.
Mr. Cate discovered Alonzo in his
bedroom at a hotel in Port Antonio,
Jamaica, In the winter of 1907-08 and
made him a prisoner. When he got
back to college Cate made a wire cage
for his pet and for a long time the
Insect thrived on patent leather shoes.
Then Cate taught Alonzo to respond
to his whistle, and rewarded him for
prompt responses with moistened
sugar.
Other seniors taught Alonzo vari
ous -tricks. One was to stand on his
hind legs upon the edge of an unllght
ed pipe without falling In. Another
taught Alonzo how to roll over and
die when any one said "Yale" In a
loud firm voice. This was accomplish
ed only after weeks of the most ardu
ous labor.
The student would say "Yale" and
then he would pin Alonzo down to the
table after tripping him up by his
hind legs. Then he would reward him
with a bit of dried lobster claw.
For a long time the approach of the
Instructor would make Alonzo nervous
and fidgety, but soon he mastered the
trick.
Capt. Currier of the ball team laid
out a small baseball diamond and
taught Alonzo several tricks on It. The
one which provoked the most com
ment was the one In which Alonzo
took his stand on the home plate. Cur
rler would yell "Slide, Alonzo, slide."
Then Alonzo would set out at top
speed and circle the bases, and If any
one shouted "Yale" Alonzo, instead of
falling over in his customary manner,
would circle the bases three times.
OOOOOOODOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOg
THE SUFFRAGETTE COCKTAIL.
Minneapolis, Minn. The suf
fragette cocktail Is the newest
American drink.
Any other kind of a cocktail
makes a man want to go home
and beat his wife. The new
drink has exactly the opposite u
tr.T.lnf..r n-r- - t- fVior. nf 1 Wl S-f
tendency. Two or three of the
new drinks make a man go
home and relinquish his posi
tion as head of the household to
his wife and accord her all the
privileges he now enjoys as a
citizen.
That's true, for It has already
been tried. A Hennepin avenue
bartender Invented the new
drink. Here's his recipe:
Sloe gin, French vermouth
and Italian vermouth In equal
parts to make a -gill; mix In a
cocktail glass, add a dash of
orange bitters, twist in two
strips of lemon peel and serve.
One makes a man willing to
listen to the suffragettes' prop
osition. Two convince him that It has
some merit.
Three make him a mission
ary, willing to spread the gospel
abroad, and four make him go
: I
home and wash the dishes.
DCOOOOOCCOCCCOCOOOOOOCO
THE HOPE OF FRENCH MONARCHISTS
Paris, France. The strike of the
public servants in France Is hailed
with joy by the Bourbon Royalists
who are loudly proclaiming in their
subsidized newspapers that the down
fall of the Republic Is at hand.
The Duke of Orleans.
The head of the movement to re
storo the monarchy In all its splendor
and extravagance is the Duke of Or
leans. He has Immense wealth and
is using it lavishly In a propaganda to
place himself on the throne.
Farmer Ploughs Up Whale.
Seaside, Ore. While-John Garitse,
a small farmer down by the water,
was building a bulkhead back of his
home on the Necanicum, his plough
caught in some hard substance. The
obstruction proved to be the entire
skeleton of a large whale. The bones
are so old that parts of them are de
cayed, and no attempt was mode to
get them out of the sand.
WOMAN
AND
FASHION
New Freak Mode.
It was Just a year ngo thnt rnrii
was startled and almost scandalized
by the nppcaranco of tho first sheath
gowns on the streets, and at Long
champs, whero the Grand l'rlx was
run, two women wearing tho revived
dlrectolre were mobbed by a crowd, In
which curiosity, admiration and disap
proval were about equally represcured
It was soon discovered that the
wearers of the new gowns were dress
makers' models, and Paris assured
itself and the rest of tho world that
they would never attain the vogue
hoped for by their creators. In a tcv,
months, however, the sheath gown
had become a familiar sight, not only
in Paris, but In all the capitals of the
world.
After this experience Paris is mak
ing no predictions as to the adoption
or rejection of the latest departure
from tho prevailing modes. This Is a
THE TANTALOM DOWN.
bifurcated arrangement now being
worn in the streets of Paris by Mile,
Suzanne Bergore of the Opera Co
i miaue. Some shrug their shoulders
i i ... . , . .
U unci say sue is niuruiy uu actress sui'K-
ing notoriety, but they are reminded
that the original dlrectolre womeu
were models seeking to advertise their
employers' wares.
"Of course," said. one eostuuier ol
tho Rue do la Palx, "the sheath gown
was somewhat modified before ltcaiue
into general use, nnd perhaps the
nameless style affected by Mile. Ber
gere may pass through n similar evo
lution. It certainly is not pretty now,
but as the trousers could hardly be
more baggy any modification would
necessarily be In the opposite direc
tion, which would make the mode
moro attractive, at any rate."
Evening Capes.
They will bo worn everywhere this
i summer.
j Paris has set its seal of approval
upon tnem.
1 They are of tho softest, finest broad-
cloth.
They aro draped about the figure
and fall in graceful folds.
Their lines aro borrowed from every
source Arab, Bedouin, Grecian, Ro
man and Spanish.
They havo large circular or deeply
pointed hoods lined with soft silk and
satin.
Soutache braid and silken cords and
tassels trim them.
Colors are exquisite pale gray, old
pink, old rose, apricot, heliotrope, gar
net, many tones of blue and green.
They are quite indispensable for
wear over charming summer frocks.
Altogether they aro most attractive,
and the summer wardrobe will not be
complete without one.
Summer Frock For a Girl.
An admirable frock for a young girl
which was dainty enough to be worn
at almost any Informal warm weather
affair was a pale lavender figured lawn
trimmed with valeuciennes lace and
insertion.
There was a round yoke of alternate
bands of the lawn nnd Insertion, and
the neck was cut slightly round. The
skirt and blouee were joined. With it
was worn a girdle of soft satin, with
a Napoleon rosette and stiff ends at
the back.
The Scarf Effect.
One of tho latest Parisian touches Is
the scarf drapery about the skirt, be
ginning several Inches below the waist
line and swathing the hips and the fig
ure for some distance below, tho ends
being caught together in tho back and
one end brought carelessly over the
joining. Sometimes this end disap
pears at tho top to reappear no more,
and then ngain it reappears as an end
falling from under the sash, but hang.
Ing only a few inches below it.
A New Motor Bonnet.
In motor bonnets a new model has
just appeared of Dutch daIgn with
tho back part plaited Into a wide front
piece, tho whole being made of a cu
rious straw that loocs exactly like a
flno edition of the bass matting used
by gardeners. There is a little design
on the front piece done in bass cord.
The bonnet is lined with plaited chif
fon In tan brown and ties under the
chin with strings of tan brown sni:
ribbon.
INDIAN MOTHER'S SACRIFICE
Cut Flesh from Her Body for Bait In
Order to Feed Her Starv
ing Children.
Port Arthur, Ont. William Mc
Klrdy, who has returned from an ex
ploring expedition In the wilds of tho
Hudson Bay region, confirms a thrill
ing story of an Indian woman's devo
tion to her children, which filtered
down from the northland a few days
ago.
The woman and her children wero
starving, having eaten their last scrap
of food several days before the moth
er determined upon her almost un
paralleled sacrifice Tho snares re
mained empty and all tho traps set for
wild game were unsprung. Not a liv
ing creature could be seen, although
the woman, spurred 'by the cries of
her children for food, hunted until
her strength was spent.
In this pitiable emergency, and
made desperate by the sufferings of
her little brood, she seized a knife
and cut strips of flesh from her body
which she used to bait hooks to luro
fish from their haunts In a nearby
lake. In this manner she managed
to sustain the lives of her family un
tlll help arrived and the famished
babes were fed.
HAL, A MULE, KILLS HIMSELF.
Plain Case of Suicide, Say Police and
Stable Watchman.
New York City. Hal, a mule, killed
himself by Jumping from a window
of the stable at No. 245 West Nine
teenth street Into the basement of tho
tenement house at No. 232 West
Twentieth street. His nock was brok
en. The police say ho committed sui
cide on account of grief for a team
mate.
Mrs. Kate Hyland, who owns tho
stable, also was the owner of Hal. The
mule was used for trucking purposes,
and until six months ago was hitched
alongside Daisy. After Daisy died,
Hal never went to sleep, according to
James Wilson, the night watchman,
who says the mule moaned continual
ly, night after night. Wilson went
out to get breakfast. Hardly had he
left the stable than Hal started to
kick at a brick partition, and finally
he made a space largo enough to get
his body through. Then he went to
a largo window at the rear of the
stable, and Jumped. The distance
was only ten feet, but ho died almost
instantly.
"It was suicide pure and slrnplo,"
the lieutenant at the desk of the police
station said.
"BIG TIM" SULLIVAN UNDER FIRE
"BIG TIM" SULLIVAN.
He has sailed for a long vacation In
Europe without replying to the
charges in McClure's magazine that
he is the leader of a band of crooko
and criminals who control New York
City's affairs.
MULE WITH REPUTATION.
Has Killed One Man, and Even Tried
for Birds in Trees.
Owensville, Ind. To the great re
lief of the drivers of a big lumber
firm here, a mule known as Maude, an
Inveterate kicker, has been placed on
the Idle list until she can either be
so'.d or given to any person who will
take her as a gift. Maude firmly es
tablished her reputation as a kicker
about a- year ago at Evansvllle when
she kicked James Stlnns, killing him
Instantly. Clarence Witherow, of this
city, received a broken arm when ho
got too close to Maude's heels.
John Wiseman was the next victim.
He tried to get on the gentle side of
Maude and received a broken rib.
Maude has been known to kick at
birds singing in the trees, and her
disposition to kick without due notice
has placed her on tho retired list.
Every mule works In this neighbor
hood but Maude.
TOLD SUICIDE STORY CRUELLY.
Woke Wife at Night to Describe First
Wife's Death She Gets Divorce.
Cleveland, Ohio. "He used to wake
me up in tho night to tell me how his
first wife committed suicide," said
Mrs. John C. Hemmeter testifying
against her husband In a dlvorco ac
tion in Common Pleas Court. Mrs.
Hemmeter said the story was "creepy"
and that at its conclusion her hus
band would twirl a revolver about his
finger and say: "One wife is dead,
another on her way, but tho old gen
eral lives."
This was not all, Mrs. Hemmeter
testified, nor would she be contradict
ed by the cross-examination of Hem
meter, who acted as his own attorney.
"I wanted my parrot and when we
separated asked him to send it to me.
He mailed it dead," she said.
Thn dlvnroo wnn in-anted on tho
ground of cruelty.