he Co By AGNES MILLER ‘WNU Service © by The C CHAPTER I1X—Continued Be “1 cabled to England for some In- formation; in fact, 1 did so on Tues- day, the day after you first showed me the bookplate.” He drew from-his Pockef a blue half-sheet of paper, and handed it to me. “Just to make a beginning,” he went on, “1 assumed, from the medical bookplate, and from the frigate, that Calfax might have had some customer who had dealings with ships or doctors. So ! cabled my secretary to find out what he could for me; that’s bic answer.” I read the cablegram: “Made thorough Colfax investiga tion stop family died out eighteen sixty-nine step last member Richard Colfax son of Hugh eighteen hundred eighteen sixty-nine stop served Chile Dardanelles Crimea stop no medical connection among family or clientele.” “History’s always to be taken into account in studying beokplates, of course,” | agreed. “1 am aware there was a Jrimean war; | have even heard of the British fleet passing the Dardanelles in 1848. But | must be- tray my igrcoranee as to when Great Britain was at war with Chile.” The eaptain most politely refused the opportunity presented to him to smile. “She never was,” t he rejoined. *1 believe, though, that a British fleet went to the aid of Chile when that country revolted from Spain.” “Then.” said I, a little surer of my ground, but not quite ready to quote exact dates, “since those South American countries revolted in the early part _o’ the Nineteenth century. that was St about the time, too. when Richard” Colfax was beginning his naval career, if he entered the service in 1818. Suppose he served in that fleet you mention, suppose he made some sort of connection in this hemisphere: what abeut some ground. in that event, for there being an orig: inal American Colfax bookplate?” “That's just what | surmised! | wanted to see if you'd confirm it,” cried the captain, delighted. “Even if it's South American and not North, the point’s worth looking into, and I'll do that at once.” A rapid search through reference catalogues revealed that Clarihew’s “Notes” had been issued in an edl- tion« of three hundred numbered copies. The number of our copy, which appeared on the title page, was 239. 3ut so far as I could go back in sales reports. a thorough search brought no trace whatever of Number 239. However, this fact proved ong thing, at least: Number 239 had very seldom changed hands, It had be: longed to Judge Leavitt. Then why were the Grosvenor family so re- solved to get possession of it? For the key? Was that connected with Charles Maclvor’s offer of a “liberal settlement,” the night before? Did he know of some treasure hidden under lock and key, to which he alluded? But why should a ‘key belonging to the Grosvenor connection be con- cealed in a law book? There were no lawyers in that family. No, there were not. And then, as 1 reread its title for perhaps the five bundredth time in the last six days. 1 suddenly got an idea. This title was: “Notes on Medical Statutes in - ni Y ” the Virginia Code. And Mr. Gros venor’s father had been a doctor: a Virginian; he had practiced at a time when he would need just such a pro fessional reference book; and the bookplate, real or counterfeit. was a physician's bookplate! P Sgp— : i- I nearly shot out of my chair and addressed the meeting—customers. browsers, clerks, collectors, all: “There you are, folks! Just give me time; | don’t need eternity, after all.” when suddenly my joyful emotions were one and all stricken with paralysis. For Mr. Case, who bad hardly ap- peared in the shop all morning, though usually on Saturdays he was nowhere else, was just going past me out of the front door. His pace was so quiet that ft seemed almost stealthy. He passed within a yard of me, and did not no- tice me; 1 never had seen any face so terribly distraught as his. What in the world bad happened to him now? Or what had he done now? | felt more upset, actually, than when a entury Co, “Gone out?” “Yes, just a few minutes ago. And it you so desire, Mr. Roberts suggests my Joining the two of you there later,” ‘ “Very well. We may have quite a session. 1 should be glad it you'd come as soon as you can, please.” Mr, Almy nodded and passed on. Then I took my bag, and from it 1 took Clarihew's “Notes” and from that ‘1 took the key. The bookplate and the key I then returned to the bag. 1 next rose and at random snatched—for 1 was growing less calm—a file of prints from one of the shelves pear my desk, and ran through it searching for some medi- ocre bookplate of small value. A laurel wreath encircling a helmet with a Narvarre-likg plume boiling off one side and the inspiring motto INVICTUS, rather pleased my mood. I swept the pastebrush across it, and slammed it down on the first inside cover of the law book, entirely cover- ing the marks of the origina) book- plate and the hiding place of the key. Such, indeed, had just been my orders from Mr. Roberts. And their purpose? None other than to prepare the book for the hands of Miss Wil kes! For she would shortly appear to demand it. Mr. Darrow had been reached by her plea, and bad viewed the offer of her cousin Magistrate Juddes with favor. And 1 was to be the agent to deliver the prize to her. Mr. Roberts had even chuckled about it. Well, here she game. I could hear icicles swaying in the gale, “Oh, Miss Wilkes,” 1 cried before she was half-way up the aisle, “isn’t it perfectly giorious! You kndéw what [ mean.” I waved the book coyly. “Sh-h-h!” 1 tucked it into her hand. The icicles were slightly less audi- ble, Miss Wilkes’ majestic counte- nance proclaimed that while she had much to forgive, she could afford to be magnanimous, if it was not, in- deed, her duty, “Now, sou’d be the last person on earth to find fault with anyone for being overconscientious,” 1 suggested blandly. “Especially,” responded Miss Wil- kes, interpreting this remark as she was intended to, “one of my own ‘graduates,’ as I call them. Well, by-by! Be good to yourself!” “The same to you!” said I, feeling certain my wish would be fulfilled, and picking up my bag, I went to Join Mr. Almy and Mr. Roberts at the rear. - “May we have the key and the bookplate, please, Miss Fuller,” re- quested Mr. Almy, without prelim- inaries. “Oh, do you know all about them]” 1 exclaimed, producing them. “He knows what you told me yes- terday,” said Mr. Roberts, “And how did the lost book come to light again?” I smiled. and both men, who were extremely serious, looked surprised. “Perhaps,” I' began, “Mr. Almy has told you he met me in Miss Gros- venor’s apartment last night? | had gone to stay with Miss Burton. The saving feature of tlie occasion, in a double sense, was Miss Burton her- self. She stole that book!” “Miss Burton stole that book!” ejaculated both Mr. Roberts and Mr. Almy, equally .dumfounded. I nodded. “She [00k it at woon yesterday when my back was turned, to keep, as she thought, Miss Wilkes from getting it. Her brother had also warned her that ‘Brandon Tower’ had come to the shop, and she thought he wanted the book, Yeu have heard of him, Mr. Almy?" He nodded without looking up from the hookplate. “And do you know he and Charles Maclvor are the same person? That time | certainly got an effect. Mr. Roberts bounded out of his chair and repeated my “Wh-h-HAT!" of a few minutes previous, while Mr. Almy laid down the bookplate and looked at me without moving a muscle. Then he said: “Well, 1 thought so, but | was not certain. Thank you, Miss Fuller. How did you know?” “Because Nancy Burton {identified him. When Mr. Maclvor appeared through the window, she thought him Mr. Tower In search of the book and disappeared through the door to her own apartment. She hid the hook under her mattress and went to sleep on top of it! She gave me the in. formation when | came upstairs. But may 1 ask how you associated Mr. Maclvor with Mr. Tower?” “1 suspected a connection, from the acount of Mr. Tower's efforts to get Miss Burton's, or rather Mr. Burton's. suitcase,” replied Mr, Almy. Most of this morning I spent trying to “A Trigger?” | Echoed. “Dear Me, That Sounds Like a Gun.” fJentify Maclvor with. Tower, but without success, | admit, until your statement just now. Maclvor sent last night for his lawyer, Mr. Ballard. and declined absolutely to talk. He has been formally charged with sell ing the stolen bonds, and iS now out on bail. [ tried to have Dibdin iden- tify him as the law-student customer. and also as the fellow Burton at- tacked here on Monday, but he couldn't do it. The passage of sev- eral days made him too uncertain.” “Why didn’t you ask me to?” I de manded. “You? “l can do it! After 1 had looked at him a few minutes last night in Normandy terrace, | recognized him, not only as that customer, but also as the mun who came in here on Thursday night, whom | saw at my desk at a quarter-past ten, when 1 was standing up on the south gallery in the dark.” Mr. Almy pondered a minute In silence. Then he said: “Well, as long as Maclvor was seep and identified here Thursday night, he'll have to come across with the rest of the story sooner or later. All you've told us is very unexpected and useful.” “l always felt Miss Burton to be Looking at some pictures of Ireland, old and new, a friend remarked the other day that men on the streets of 1 had seen him at my desk Thurs day night; for now it would have been impossible not to pity him, what- ever one’s suspicions. CHAPTER X Shocks, Assorted. I dispatched Captain Ashland a note as the clock began to strike noon; as it finished, in walked Mr. Almy, look: ing even more alive than ever, But hefore he had shut the doer, the tele phone rang. “Yes, Mr. Roberts,” said I. “Yes that is correct. It has turned up. It is here, Yes, details will be available when | see you. Wh-h-hat? Oh, cer tainly. Wait, Mr. Almy, please! Yes. yes, | understand; | will do so. What earthly difference could it make to me? All right.” I huag up “Mr. Roberts has just Inquired It you bave arrived,” | said to Mr. Almy, with outward calm, inwardly | felt madder than a hornet, and dreadfully flat, owing to a mirthful message just transmitted by Mr. Roberts. “He would like to see you at once In Mr Case's office—" “I'll ask hLin' If we may have it.” “You needn't bother; he has gone out.” Dublin looked like men on the streets of New Bedford, and pointed regret- fully te the posed picture of the typi- cal Irish countryman of an older day, with his breeches and his characteris tic hat and stich, “What a pity they haven't stuck to the old costumes.” “Well,” 1 said, “they haven't; but if you are stuck on that rig there is nothing on earth to prevent you wearing one like it.” He said that was different. “Doubt- less,” I went on, “you admire the Hun garian women in their quaint old-style dress.” He said he did. “De you want your wife to dress that way?" But he said that, too, was different. “If you are so strong for the old and the picturesque,” 1 persisted, *you Pedestrian’s Haven Bermuda is one of the few places in the world where the pedestrian is never wrong. Here he jaywalks at will and woe betide the bicycler or the carriage driver who infringes on his freedom. The laws of the islands re. quire that all vehicles, including bi- cycles, must give right of way to foot passengers, no matter on which side of the road these may be walking. The rule of the road is the opposite from what it is in America.—Bermuda Dispatch. SIRE RR SR BE SR Liked Old Costumes, EER RII SS 0S but Stuck to Moders might wear silk knee breeches and stockings and a gilt-buttoned coat and an elaborate starched, ruffled collar and a three-pointed hat, just like your Revoluticnary forbears.” But it was no use, I couldn't interest him in wearing old clothes, and he wouldn't think of cooking his meal in an open fireplace, preferring the standardized, dull, stupid gus stove with hot-water attachment.—C. G., in New Bedford Standard. As Requested A rather supercilious youth en- tered a barber’s shop and asked for bis hair to be cut a la mode. The knight of the shears set to work, and while his customer was en. grossed in the contents of a humor ous weekly, cut off all his hair. The youth suddenly caught sight of hiis shaven poll in a mirrer, and was very annoyed. “What bave you done that for?” he demanded angrily. “I cut it just as you said,” declared the barber. “You wanted ft all mowed, and there you are!” Foundation of All Work is the inevitable condition of human life, the true source of buman welfare.—Tolstoy. Act well your given part; the THE PATTON COURIER Ifax BooKplat « ll | rather an intelligent girl,” observed Mr. Roberts, with his native tact. “See here,” broke in Mr. Aly, on this revised version, resuming his study of the bookplate, “the sixteen slits on this yellow slip do correspond to the slots on that cube in the pie- ture, just as Miss Fuller noticed. | believe they could have been made by that instrument, for if 1 might venture a guess after looking at this very smali picture, I should say there might be blades concealed inside it. one for each cube . . . and what's this thing on top like a handle, any- how? Is it a trigger, I wonder?” “A trigger?’ 1 echoed. “Dear me! that sounds like a gun. Now, I heard a gun last night—" “Where?” “In the Grosvenor apartment.” Mr. Almy pricked up his ears. “Tell me about it,” he ordered. “You didn’t mention it before. Why not?” “It passed cut of my mind; you'll see why. I heard it just after Charles Maclvor entered the room through the window. [I heard this loud click, and not knowing who he was, of course, 1 jumped to the conclusion | that he was a housebreaker, and armed. Miss Burton also recognized the sound. In the excitement of ail that had happened since, I forgot | abeut the noise,” | Mr. Almy had been %tistening care- fully. Now he said: “I wanted to see you not only about | the matter of the returned law book, | Miss Fuller; 1 am going to request you to accompany me this afternoon | to Miss Grosvenor’s., Especially in the light of these new facts you have re- | ported, she must be urged to tel! | everything she Hpows ahout this mys- | tery of her grandfather's death. She | | | is quite plainly concealing informa- | tion, and does herself more harm | each day that passes.” “She's saerificing herself,” said 1 “And if it’s not for that wretched | cousin of hers, I'm much mistaken? But Mr. Almy said nothing further except that he would join me atter luncheon for the visit to Normandy | terrace, and I had risen to go, when the door opened without warning, and | there stood Daisy Abbott, in her | street things. | “Oh, pardon me!” she exclaimed. | “1 saw yeu going in here, Miss Ful ler; I didn’t know any one else wag here. I thought you must be doing some special work, but ventured tc interrupt you te say good-by.” I stretched my hand across the desk, beginning: “Good-by and good luck! Don’t forget sll about us!” when I was suddenly aware that Daisy’s hand had dropped back to her side, that her eyes had fallen past my outstretched hand to the desk; that they were riveted on that much-handled yellow note, which had been lying unheeded for some min- utes beside the hookplate. “Where did that come from?” burst from Daisy’s lips involuntarily, in a perfectly unearthly whisper. “It fell out of a book in the history section. Why, did you put it there, | Miss Abbott?” demanded Mr. Almy, vigorously, springing up. “Answer | me!” | “@h, dear” she moaned. “1 did wish I had thrown it away, afterward, but | I couldn't find the book I put it in! Anyway, I did keep tt, I knew it would be wicked to destroy it. He was always so nice, I eouldn’t believe it meant anything, really, especially | when Mr. Case—oh, dear, and 1 thought _I was going to get off all right, after all I've suffered so hor- ribly this whole dread®ul week!” | And Mr. Almy’s adjutations to stop talking nonsense and {tell everything | she knew about that yellow ‘note passed unheeded. She proceeded to go into the finest fit of hysterics | have ever been privileged to witness, Even Mr. Almy, when he and I set | forth for Normandy terrace somewhat | later, admitted that it was in its way a masterpiece! “Moreover, they did us a good turn,” he observed quite truly, allud- ing to the hysterics. For when Daisy had uitimately | been restored to coherence, her in- numerable sobs and smiffs and tears brought the happy climax of a con- “Oh, no, not you!” murmured Daisy, melted by his sweet virility, and see- ing her game was up anyhow. “Welk the first 1 saw of it was when Pro- | Monday morning with that list of books he wanted written on it. He said he would look over fiction in the center aisle while I got the books. | brought him the first four, laying | them on the table beside him with the list on tep, so he could see they were bring the fifth as soon as possible. It took three or four minutes to find; then, as 1 brought it down the aisle, | ¢ Professor Harrington came forward classes to meet directly at the uni- versity, he would take all the books right along without wrapping. it “As soon as he had gone, | saw his list lying on the floor of the aisle, |) f and picked it up to throw it away. 1 noticed it was all torn, but the pro fessor is such a nervous man | thought he must just have been fuss. | © choice rests mot with you.—Eplctetus (TO BE CONTINUED.) “The basis of the Wisconsin plan.” | | sold as such, | disease-eradication | and place in a box or in the coop with | ©0000000000000000000000000 earliest days means much in the fu-| through a | hatch, about 28 days for ducks, from a satisfactory method and also allows limited quantities. chick mashes. fesser Harrington gave it to me last | gisestible and has a laxative tendency which | in protein. When they are out on good range they | Reported Dead in War, | will take | themselves. just what he ordered, and said I would | it should be supplied. factor is as important as the males and took it, and said as he had some | heading the flock. closety by geese, it will kill the grass ing with it while he was readin, | grass is pastureg excessively close by | cattle. or particularly by sheep, RRR RR RRR Breaks Window So He Can Sleep in Cell Chicago.—Emmett Kane, thir ty-nine years old, can no longer work at his old trade of bur glary. He was handicapped sev- eral years ago when he lost a leg in a railroad accident. “Nor can be find honest work to do. The other morning he was cold and hungry when he used his wooden leg to kick in a win- 3 3 a & x dow of the Harrison orange hut | ‘FARM + | POULTRY | MODERN CHICKEN MUCH IMPROVED When you sit -down_to your break- | { fast eggs or your Sunday chicken din- | | ner nowadays you will probably enjoy ! | much better food than you did seven | Tease ago. For while few of us know anything of the change, the great American hen has become a decidedly [improved bird since 1921. Thousands of poultrymen in more than half of the states of the Union have adopted standard systems for improving the breeds and eradicating disease in their flocks since Wisconsin began producing “accredited” chicks seven years ago. at 27 West Madison street. A policeman came, ‘Take me to Jail,” said Kane. *I broke that window so you'd have to arrest me and give me some place to sleep.” JIBES DRIVE BOY TO TRY SUICIDE explains the Farm Journal, “was a breeding, program whereby through culling, selection of birds of standard Ill Health Prevented Participa- tion in Games. THERE is nothing quite like Bayer Aspirin for all sorts of aches and pains, but be sure it is genuine Bayer; that name must be on the package, and on every tablet. Bayer is genu- ine, and the word genuine—in red— is on every box. You can't go wrong if you will just look. at the box when You buy it: qualifications and vigorous constitu- tions, with supervision of both flock and hatcheries, high-quality flocks and chicks might be produced. The chicks thus produced were designated as “ac- credited” and were advertised and Detroit.—Goaded to distraction by the taunts of, his schoolmates, who jeered at him because he could not | participate in their rougher gamestbe- | cause of ill health, George Shulty, an eleven-year-old Detroit boy, tried to | end his life recently by hanging him- | self from a beam in the basement of | his home. His body was discovered a few min- utes lgter by his mother, who cut him | down. He was rushed to a hospital | by his father, | Although his condition was consid:| ered serious, hospital attendants said | that the boy would recover. The motive for his attempt at self- | destruction was revealed when the | at the | | { | | “This accredited idea spreads rapid- ly from Wisconsin and is now in op- eration under essentially the Wiscon- sin plan in Ohio, Illinois, Kans Mis- souri, Michigan, Texas, Tennessee and a number of other states. Some eight or ten more states are also preparing to put this plan into operation. “In 1922, Connecticut adopted the Wisconsin idea, but made the blood test for baciliary white diarrhea the basis upon which flocks were to be ae- credited.~ Following the lead of Con. | Parents questioned their son necticut, Massachusetts, Rhode Island, | Rospital. New Jersey, Pennsylvania and a num- | “1 asked him what had made him do ber of other Eastern states have buils | this terrible thing,” up an accredited system based on the | Plained. plan. Washing- | “He said some boy at the school ton, Oregon and Idaho are now on, or , which he attends had called him ‘sissy’ | the mother ex- are adopting, this plan. New York and threatened to hit him,” Mrs. | has a plan that is a modification of A Shulty said. “He told me the boys breed- | hade fun of him and that he felt so [ bad about their treatment that he | Success of the plan is evidenced by | didn’t want to live any longer. | the fact that Ohio, where the state | “George has been sick most of his poultrymen’s association adopted the ' life and was just recuperating from ! plan only in 1924, will this year pro- | an attack of scarlet fever when this | duce 12,000,000 chicks from 65 ac- thing happened. He was always weak | credited hatcheries. and.could not run and. play with the | other boys, and he was many grades | Hot Water Very Useful behind most boys of his age because | in Preventing Chilling | of his illness.” | The boy had cried when he came | If there is anything more aggravat- ing than an old “mother” hen that re- home from schaol in the afternoon, fuses to hover her brood on cold, wet she said, but refused to explain the | reasons Next day he seemed quite | days, I don’t know what it is, says a writer in Farm Life. But you cheerful, but stayed near home. | “The following morning I was pre- | know a dead chick more or less means PAring breakfast and asked George to | nothing in life to an old Cluck, so 8° to the corner store for some milk,” | it's up to us to give nature a lift in the way of artificial heat, when the Mrs. Shulty said. “He left by the back way and 1 paid | hen refuses to do her duty | Bo attention until he failed to return Here's my way. Fill one-half or one gallon jugs with hot water, make a | [ | i {in ten minutes. Then I went to call | him. He did not answer. Then I snug cover of woolen (an old blanket | is ideal) to fit the jug, cork tightly, this, with ing.” more emphasis on tried the cellar door and found it locked on the inside. I looked in through the transom of the door and saw him hanging from a rope. | “I screamed and called for my hus- ., band. He broke down the door and Several hours, When necessary refill °O.* ...o go rope from the beam. with hot water and sou'll never lose At first we thought he was dead. dut chicks from chilling. | then we could hear his heart beating faintly.” the chicks. This will give off enough heat to keep the liitle things cozy for 2000000 0CRCCOD0CTCC0000000 : Poultry Notes : Risks Life in Raging Sea to Save Shipmates | Norfolk, Comfortable quarters in the Yors) Va.—Swimming 600 feet raging surf Tony Lafune reached the shore at Cape Henry re- cently and summoned assistance for Capt. William Rinenberg and one oth- er shipmate who were facing death on the stranded motor schooner Emily. | Emily, owned by Captain Ri- | ture development of the chicks and the profit which they will return to their owners. Young chicks should have no feed for 36 or even 48 hours after hatch-| The ing. Corn bread, rolled oats, and henberg and others of Wildwood, N. hard-boiled eggs are good feeds for J. and hailing from New York, was | the first few days. caught in a strong northeast gale | *- = | while attempting td¢ enter the vir- | days for a hen egg to ginia capes to escape the storm, The boat was lost. The Emily struck the beach before daylight and was not seen by coast guardsmen who were patroling the beach. The boat was fast breaking up under the three men aboard her when Lafune volunteered to attempt to swim ashore and summon the coast guardsmen. He leaped into the rag- It takes 21 30 to 34 days for a goose egg, and 28 days for turkey The time may vary somewhat according to con- ditions. eggs. * * * The all-mash system of feeding chicks after the first month furnishes fession that she had been bad, but | {1 person handling the flock some iDg sea with life preservers strapped | was good now. leisure time without damaging the to his body and his shipmates did not | “Well, then, if you're good now, young birds. f 3pect he would reach shore, He was you aren’t afraid to tell me all you * 0» | exhausted when he crawled out of the know about it, are you?’ Mr. Almy Ground oats may be used for grow-| Water but he managed to reach the asked. ing stock or laying hens when fed in €0ust guard station at Cape Henry. | Then he fainted. | The guardsmen in their own motor- boat took off Captain Rinenberg and his companion. The Emily broke into a few minutes later, She was 60 feet long and had been engaged in fishing along the coast for two years. | * x | is Jargely used in all It is bulky but fairly Wheat bran pieces is beneficial. It is fairly high . . . | Chicks need something green to at. | care of this When they requirement are ais Man Turns Up Alive | Norfolk, Neb.—William Braun, re- ported “killed in action” during the World war, is well and happy with a fumily in Boothtown, Ala, A letter received here recently by his uncle, Emil Braun, from the nephew, who asked the whereabouts of his father, Rev. August Braun, for- merly of Norfolk, but now living in * * . In the building or maintaining of 1 high quality flock of poultry, no one - . . Juckwheat is lower in feeding value han corn, oats, or harley. 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