— —
TELLTALE THUHB-PRINTS.
FINGER MARKS OF CRIMINALS
LIFE LONG AIDS TO THEIR
DETECTION.

Individual Finger Marks Permanent
Through Life—Adoption of System
for Identification of U. S. Soldiers
and Sailors.
A few weeks ago Inspector
Melaughlin of the New York City De-
tective Bureau received remarkable
evidence of the value of thumb-print
identification, A letter was brought
to him through the mails from London
containing the: picture and record of
a noted criminal whose thumb-print,
with his name and description, was
sent to London to test the efficiency
of this new method of recording dis-
tinguishing marks of criminals. By
means of the thumb-print alone, the
English police identified the eriminal
captured by the New York police,
whose record in England includes eight
imprisonments on charges of larceny.
The prisoner was caught by Inspector
MeLaughlin in the corridor of the
Waldorf-Astoria Hotel in April. There
were no charges against him in this
country at the time, but the Inspector
decided that his captive was an En-
glish “crook.” It was found that two
patrons of the hotel had been robbed
and the prisoner was detained for a
thorough investigation of his case.
Meanwhile the Inspector sent the
thumb-print to London and the reply
brought a photograph of the “crook”
and a duplicate photograph of his
thumb-print and his record.
THE BERTILLON SYSTEM.
For some time the criminal bureaus
of prominent cities have been using
the Bertillon measurement system
which also includes making two pho-
tographs of the suspicious character,
but the French system and photo-
graphy have fallen short in many
cases, as a scheming criminal can
adopt various subterfuges to cheat the
law, but there is no way of changing
the character of his thumb-print, for
there are no two people whose thumbs
are exactly alike, and each person has
his own individual thumb-print whose
character remains the same from the
day of birth to the end.
OLD AS THE HILLS.
There is nothing really new in this
mode of identification, as from time
immemorial the Chinese have known
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MAGNIFIED THUMB MARK SHOWING
DISTINGUISHED LINES.
the fact that every man carries on his
finger-tips the proofs of his identity,
and passports in the Celestial land
bave consisted of a government-
stamped piece of oil paper on which
the traveler has to record his digital-
marks before setting forth on his
journey. So in India, where deeds
transferring land bave for centuries
past been signed among the illiterate
peasantry by a thumb-mark. Within
recent years the government of In-
dia has extended this native custom
to postoffice savings bank books, mili-
tary and civil pension certificates,
emigrants’ contracts, mortgages on
growing crops, and other transactions
where false personation has to be
guarded against or an authenticated
acknowledgment of money received
has to be made. Naturally, also, the
system was promptly adopted for the
{identification of criminals, and it was
an Indian police officer, E. R. Henry,
inspector-general of police in Bengal,
who carried to England his experi-
ences in the work, and when appointed
-r
what T should do if some sporting kind

stage of their career, and the finger-
print system is the only means of
identification yet devised that makes
this practicable.
Not only is it virtually impossible
that any man’s ten finger-prints, one
after the other, should resemble in
mere general mathematical form each
of those of another man, the chance
against any such coincidence being
calculated by Professor Francis Gal-
ton, the eminent anthropologist and
mathematician, as one hundred and
sixty-four million against one, but it
is equally impossible that any two
finger-prints should be identical in
every detail.
Recently the United States govern-
ment has also adopted the thumb-
print system for identification of the
sailors and soldiers in service, as this
might become useful not only in
cases Uf desertion, but alse to more
readily identify the be .es of those
who have fallen on the field of battle.
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SHERLOCK HOLMES.
(Continued from preceeding page).
of publisher were suddenly to stride
in and make me a bid of forty shil-
lings or so for the le*" When the
book at last fell into the hands of Mr.
Andrew Lang, then acting for Messrs.
Longmans, Green & Company, the
success of Micah Clarke was assured,
and its author's literary career placed
on a firmer footing. The “Sign of
the Four” followed in 18%), in which
story Sherlock Holmes, who had made
his bow to the public in “A Study in
Scarlet,” reappeared and increased Dr,
Doyle's rising reputation. His heart,
however, was in the historical novel,
and in 1890 he followed up the success
of Micah with “The White Company,”
in the preparation of which be read
one hundred and fifteen volumes,
French and English, dealing with the
fourteenth century in England. His
delight in the work is expressed in his
own words: “To write such books,”
he once said, speaking of Micah Clarke
and The White Company, “one must
have an enthusiasm for the age about
which he is writing. ¥e must think it
a great one, and then” he must go de-
liberately to work and reconstruct it.
Then is his a splendid joy.”
STUDY IN SCARLET FOR $125.00.
However, Dr. Doyle may prefer to
write historical romances, and what-
ever his personal estimate of his great
detective may be, the fact remains
that in Sherlock Holmes he has
created a character whose exploits are
as familiar as household words, and
who has entered into the very fibre
of Anglo-Saxon life and literature. It
is actually said that at times Dr.
Doyle has expressed a wish that Tr.
Watson had never met Sherlock
Holmes. It is on record that he
thought so little of “A Study in Secar-
let,” the story in which Sherlock
Holmes first appeared, that he sold it
outright for $125. The value of “her-
lock Holmes has gone up since those
days, however.
Dr. Doyle acknowledges some ir
debtedness to Dupin, the detective in
Poe’s short stories, “The Murders in
the Rue Morgue” and “The Purloined
Letter.” This is the more interesting
for the reason that in “A Study in
Scarlet,” Sherlock Holmes is made to
speak rather contemptuously of
Dupin’s skill and acumen. To quote
Dr. Doyle again: “In work which con-
gists in the drawing of detectives
there are only one or two qualiv s
which one can use, and an author is
forced to hark back upon them con-
stantly, so that every detective must
really resemble every other detect
to a greater or less extent. There is
no great originality required in de-
vising or constructing such a man,
and the only possible originality which
one can get into a story about a detee-
tive is in giving him original plots
and problems to solve, as in his equip-
ment there must be of necessity an
alert acuteness of mind to grasp Ss
and the relation which each of them
bears to the other.”
CONSTRUCTION OF SHERLOCK.
Dr. Doyle went to work, therefore,
to build up a scientific system in which
everything might be logically reasoned
out. Where Sherlock Holmes differed
from his predecessors wes that he had
an immense fund of exact knowledge
upon which to draw, in consequence
of his previous scientific education,
He was practical, he was sy ematie,
he was logical, and his success in
the detection of crime was to *o the
result, not of chance or luck, but of
his characteristic qualities. “With
this idea,” says Dr. Doyle, “I wrote
a book on the lines I have indicated,
and produced ‘A Study in Scarlet.’
That was the first appearance of Sher-
lock; but he did not arrest much at-
tention, and no one recognizel him as
being anything in particular. About
three years later, howe r, I was
asked to do a small shilling book for
Lippincott’s Magazine, which pub-
lishes, as you know, a complete story
in each number. I didn’t know what
to write about, and the thought oec-
curred to me, ‘Why not try to rig up
the same chap again? I did it, and the
result was ‘The Sign of the Four.
Although the eriticisms were f-vor-
able, I don’t think that even then Sher-
lock attracted much attention to his
individuality.” But this shows Mr,
Doyle's modesty.
GET INTO GOOD COMPANY,
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THERES ARE NO TWO THUMM PRINTS
ALIKE.
chief commissioner of police in Lon
don, introduced the method into New
Scotland Yard.
FINGER PRINTS NEVER CHANGE.
Finger-marks continue permanent
‘through life. Injuries may partially
destroy them, but as the injury heals
the original lines reassert themselves
as before. In growing youth the ball
of the finger enlarges; so does the pat-
tern, but its distinctive tracings are
absolutely unchanged, whereas the
Bertillon method is applicable only to
adults, when bone measurements have
become fixed. "Yet youthful criminals,
for their own sake, as well as for
soclety’s are worth watching at every

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in early March—with the snow ouside
the heavy curtains and regarded the i
scene before her with astonished eyes.
a blazing fire oi pine logs at one end;
a room that bespose warmth and home
and comiort
gone oi these.
table in the centre at which she gazed
nypnotically, where masses of yellow
crocuses glowed in reckless profusion.
they raised tremendous goluen heads
nom a big brass bowl; they nodded
from long, 1 : x
over the edges of a pewter jug in riot-
ous confusion,
poked the last slender green stalk into
place, and, stepping back, regarded her
Work with fine wiumph,
fiushed face toward the doorway.
sively,
they grew.”
wave of
the window and the softly whirling
as daddy, and they kept at it until in a
moment of wild enthusiasm Daddy in-
sisted that his crocus came up in
March,
March,”
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Crocuses in Mareh.
BY EDITH DOANE.
“Anne! Whatever in the world—"
“Crocuses!”’ she gasped. *‘Crocuscs—
npn Tra op 204 h follow! Cro- | blame. “I did mot know—it was so
an heh Sep Bq mere io IoLow! Cro insufferably stupid of me—" He
Words failing her, she stepped inside | Stopped. (‘You are altogether charm-
1t was a preity room and long, with
but the newcomer saw
it was the mahogany
1
slender vases; they flamed
The girl standing beside the table
She turned a
“Tne only trouble,” she said, impres-
“will be to make him believe
“Grew 2”
“Yes, grew, naturally,” with a vague
her hand in the direction of
lakes outside, “He won't believe it,”
“Who won't believe it?”
“He has the crocus hobby as seriously
L Once—" apologetically—‘‘we
did have a crocus the last day of
“But who—" began Dora again,
“Daddy saw he doubted it, but he
by that time he had be-
gun to believe it himself; so when he
said he was coming to New York in
Mareh he invited him out, insisted, set
the date and all. This is the date,
and,” Anne dimpled, “here are the
crocuses.”
“Anne,” insisted her chum, firmly,
“will you please stop saying ‘he’ and
‘him’ and tell me who and what you
are talking about?”
“John Rexall,” essayed Anne. “The
man daddy met in camp and liked so
well that he chummed with him, even
though he shot more game than daddy
did himself. He has money and good
looks and n
“Crocuses,” suggested Dora.
Anne dimpled again, “If only I could
make him believe they really grew!”
The door at the further end of the
room opened to admit a gray-haired
man, rugged but kindly featured, who
came down the room, watch in hand,
Anne smiled at him across the crocuses.
“You may just as well put that watch
out of sight,” she cried, as she placed
a bowl of flowers on the piano. “No
more calls to-night, Daddy, in this
storm, and ‘company comin’,’ too.”
Slipping her arm through her father’s
she led him close to the nodding blos-
soms. “Pretty fine crocuses—for
March,” she said, her eyes dancing with
mischief, as she reached up and be-
stowed a kiss upon him so vigorous as
to leave him very little breath for pro

test. Dr. Nelson pretended great in-
dignation. ‘Tut! tut! It isn't fair to
take advantage of an old man,” he
chuckled, but his eyes were full of ten-
derness as Anne laid her cheek softly
against his.
“You remember Milligan, the flag-
man?” Dr. Nelson said at last, again
glancing at his watch.
Anne nodded.
“He has been seriously hurt—is dying.
I must go at once, I shall be late.”
“There is always somebody—" be=
gan Anne,
“Exactly!” Dr, Nelson thrust his
watch back into his pocket and smiled
at her disappointed face.
“Explain it to John Rexall, and take
good care of him. With him to look
after you I shall not worry as to your
safety.” And with a quick goodby he
was gone,
The sound of his departing horses’
hoofs had hardly died away when John-
son appeared with a telegram,
SFor de doctah, Miss Anne,” he an-
nounced.
stretched tray and opened it.
“Whom is it from?” queried Dora,
yellow ball
among the crocuses.
swered, with as much indignation as if
that young man had just been con-
victed of some heinous crime, “and it
says that great and august personage
is delayed by the storm and will not
be here to-night.”
“And you will be left alone—"
“There are the servants.
mind,” returned Anne,
grounds so large,” Dora deliberated,
who has solved a knotty problem.
Anne protested faintly.
“Yes, I will,” Dora insisted.
only eighteen, but he will be company.’
Anne.
room. On every side flowers gleamed
in yellow splendor.
“When I consider these wasted March
crocuses,” began Dora,
Anne giggled. “And the florist’s bill
for the same,”
At this Dora gave way and relapsed
into a helpless fit of laughter, where-
upon Anne laughed, too, half hysterical-
ly, helpless to stop herself—laughed un-
til the crocuses shook in their tall vases
—and both girls sank into chairs, laugh-
ing and breathless.
“It’s a judgment—because I wanted
him to believe—they grew,” cried Anne,
wiping her eyes.
An hour later Anne descended the
wide, open staircase, Her trailing gown
hung in soft, straight lines; a row of
tiny pearls clasped her throat; some
crocuses were tucked in ner belt, and
one crocus nestled in her hair.
At the bottom step Johnson waited,
I done put him in de library.”
“What is his name?”
name,
him.”
Her face cleared; Tom, of course,
brary,
casting flickering, ruddy ray:
waiting in the shadow.
forward, offering his
bound.
A vislon in soft shimmering whit
pressed close to his side—his hand, hi
unmistakable hug,
good boy to come,” the vision said.
‘T—" he began helplessly.
rassed
cheeks and indignant eyes.
manded wrathfully.
Tom.”
words with which to annihilate thi
presuming interloper. *“‘You know
“I thought it wa
dignantly,
“Would
thought the new comer.
Curiosity tempered the wrath
face above her,

man, evidently—and extremely good to
look at.
gled with admiration in the clear-cut
The speaker, her fur coat white with features, as he stepped forward and
snow, stood transfixed in the doorway. | 283in held out his hand.
as contritely as if he really were to
home.
simply.
declared the man eagerly.
allow me to present myself.
at the library door, bowing pomporsly
as he held aside the hangings to admit
a slender,
vanced a step into the room and then
stood uncertainly in the dim light.
equaled by that of the man beside her,
He turned with a quick start, glanced
sharply at the newcomer,
motionless in the shadow.
disappointment Anne advanced to wel-
come the new arrival.
counted so on your coming—we were
quite
So glad you managed to get here after
all.”
conventionalities.
whom she ¢
haps it was the flickering firelight that
Anne took the envelope from the out-
Anne twisted the missive into a little
and threw it defiantly
“It is from Mr. John Rexall,” she an-
I do not
“But this house is so isolated and the
will send Tom over to stay with Ln
she announced, with the relief of one
“He is
“Qf course I should like it,” agreed
Dora swept a parting glance over the
“Gentleman to see you, Miss Anne.
“I disremembered to ask him his 5
He said yo' all was expectin' »
Only the firelight illuminated the
upon the slender figure that came slows
ly toward the centre of the room; a very
sweet and attractive figure, indeed, it
seemed to the eyes of the man standing
Nearer and
nearer she came, and the man stepped
hand in easy,
pleasant greeting, and then stood spell-
arm, was grasped in a warm though
“You were a dear,
The next moment an embarrassed
young man faced an equally embar-
young woman with crimson
“Why didn’t you speak?” she de-
She stopped in a vain search for
thought you were Tom,” she added in-
that I were,” fervently
in
Anne's eyes as she raised them to the
The face of a gentle-
Just now amusement strug-
“Please forgive me,” he began, quite
ng,” said his eyes.)
Anne's face softened.
Anne smiled. “Dr, Nelson is not at
I am his daughter,” she said
“Then we are already old friends,”
“In camp
ast September your father—but first
I am ry
“Mistah Rexall,” announced Johnson,

dark-eyed man, who ad-
The surprise on Anne's face was
then stood
With a most unreasonable sense of
“Father will be delighted. He has
distressed over your telegram.
She forced herself to the usual
So this was John Rexall, this man
instinctively dreaded—per-
g.ve that shifting gleam to his eyes.
She touched a bell. “A light, John-
son,” she commanded, half nervously.
“Mr, Rexall, allow me to present—"
Her words trailed off into amazed si-
lence. The room behind her was empty.
A door closing softly at the further end
where the erstwhile admirer had gone.
* Ed s H *® »
“I am sure Dr. Nelson will intercede psteady, were immovably fastened on
for me,” he went om, pursuing his ad-
vantage,
her entrance—a bull’s-eye lantern
throwing its powerful rays on the floor
beside him—knelt the late arrival—her
father's friend—before her father’s
safe.
Facing her, beside a window, from
whose curtained recesses he had evi-
dently just stepped, covering the other
with the point of a gleaming pistol-bar-
rel, stood her nameless cavalier of the
early evening. His eyes, bright and
the man before him.
“Hands up!” he said.
An inarticulate sound came from the
other man’s throat; his face grew livid.
He flung up his hands, palm outward.
“Who the devil are you?” he cried, be-
neath his teeth. His eyes were fixed
with deadly hatred upon his foe.
For a moment no sound but that of
the falling embers of the dying fire dis-
turbed the stillness that reigned within
the library.
Anne stood motionless, her heart
thumping wildly, wondering what the
end would be. Then, suddenly the si-
lence was broken by the distant sound
of horses’ roofs coming nearer. A noise
of wheels on the gravel outside, a
quick-spoken order to the driver, and
some one came along the porch, through
the hall and into the room. Anne gave
a quick little cry of relief and joy.
“Daddy!” she cried.
He stopped in amazement, looking
from the men to Anne, and then from
Anne back to the men. The nameless
one did not relax his vigil. He was
rather pale, but perfectly self-possessed,
and kept his eyes on the man before
him, but at Anne’s glad cry of “Dad-
dy!” a slight smile crossed his face.
Then suddenly, unexpectedly, across
the grim quiet of that awful silence
came an unmistakable chuckle, and the
doctor's voice:
“Nothing surprising, Rexall, I warned
vou things were pretty lively here—in
March.”
. . oT a * .
The day, begun so strenuously, was
fast drawing to an end. The shadows
closed softly in on the white world out-
side; inside the bright light of the

One o'clock chimed the tiny time-
piece on the mantel. Outside the sound
was repeated somewhere in the dis-
tance to graver, deeper tones. Anne
ghivered. Two hours had passed since
the household had settled into silence,
but so far no sleep had come to her
eyes. She had not even undressed, but
still sat upon the hearth rug in front of
the fire in her cozy bedroom, staring
into the glowing coals,
It was dreary waiting, but some
vague fear had kept her awake, hop-
ing nervously for her father’s return,
listening anxiously for the first sound
of his horses’ hoofbeats on the gravel
putside. Indeed, if he did not come
soon she had the horrible conviction
that she would scream. In vain she
tried to reason it away, sitting, her face
in her hands, her eyes on the clear
glowing coals, What matter if she in-
stinctively distrusted the man her fa-
ther had found companionable? Was
that such an extraordinary thing?
What if the man she had found con-
genial—*'for you know you did like
him,” she said to herself, *‘even if you
did—" Here her cheeks supported by
the slim hands grew unaccountably hot.
What if this man had chosen to take
his departure suddenly?
Was that so strange? He had come
to see her father, and she herself told
him that her father was not at home.
But reason as she might, the vague
misgiving remained.
At the sound of the clock she shivered
slightly, and getting up from her lowly
position she drew back the curtains of
her window. The storm had ceased,
and the snow lay lightly on branch and
wall; the night was brilliant with moon-
light, clear as day, full of hallowed
softness,
She stood for a while, spellbound by
the glory of the scene before her, then
turned again toward the fire. The
crocuses she had worn that evening in
ing table, caught her eye.
the library will be too cold for them.
better than waiting here.”
along the hall, her soft slippers making
no sound on the floor.
As she reached the staircase a little
sensation of fear ran through her; she
hastened her footsteps and ran hurried-
ly along the lower hall, which was al-
most as light as day. It was the eerie
time of ‘night.
the door.
she thought, going steadily on and de-
cidedly cheered by the thought that
gloom did not await her.
Pushing open the door very gently,
she entered the room.
At first the light dazzled her sight.
She advanced a few steps, unconscious-
ly treading lightly, as she had done all
along, lest she would wake some mem-
ber of the household, and then, pass.
S| ing her hand over her eyes, looked leis-
urely up. The fire was nearly out. She
turned her head, and then—then—she
uttered a faint scream and grasped the
back of a chair to steady herself.
her belt, now lying wilted on her dress-
“I forgot to
look at the flowers—if the fire dies down
I will attend them now; anything is
She left her room and walked swiftly
Not until she was close
to the library did she notice a tiny
gleam of light creeping from beneath
“Johnson has left a light for daddy,”
great pine fire streamed cheerily over
the room,
Anne tucked herself comfortably in
one corner of the huge Davenport. *‘if
this thing keeps up much longer,” she
announced, dramatically, “I shall lose
my voice.”
ne bad as that?” laughed John Rex-
all.
“Hyery bit. This last harrowing re-
cital to Tom makes the third since
luncheon,
“1 can understand,” she went on, re-
flectively, “‘that that man might have
gotten hold of your telegram in some
way, either at the station or on the
road, and so discovered that you were
expected and delayed, and in that way
conceived the idea of impersonating
you. That part is clear enough. But
what I cannot understand is how he
knew we did not know you by sight.”
“His face was familiar, I have seen
him somewhere before. Probably he
was hanging around the camp last fall,
and judged I would know only the doc-
tor. He had to take some risks—prob-
ably conceived the whole idea at once
when he saw the doctor leave. Sort of
‘spontaneous inspiration,’ as it were.”
“His weak point was in not knowing
you had come.”
“He did not know it at first. I fancy
he had a fairly clear idea of my pres-
ense later in the game.” -
“But is he—"
“Never mind him now,” he pleaded.
“By your own statement you are in
danger of losing your voice over him;
and I want you to save your voice,”
he continued, softly, “for better pur-
poses.”
Anne looked up at him.
queried. =
“I want you to save it to talk to me—
to promise me something,”” he went on,
earnestly.
A wave of delicate color dyed Anne’s
face from brow to chin. Her eyes fell
before his,
“To let me know you better—to write
to me. Then, perhaps, next year, when
the crocuses come again, you'll promise
me more—when you know me,”
His face was very grave.
“Well, perhaps,”—Anne’s dimples
showed in sudden mischief—*in March,”
she added, “when the crocuses come in
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after roasting, with a coating of fresh
eggs and sugar, which preserves intact
the delicious flavor and aroma due to our
skilled blending and roasting—not to be
compared with crude, primitive methods
on a smaller scale. We drink Arbuckles’
Ariosa ourselves every day with the best
coffee in the world to choose from,
If your grocer refuses to sell you
Arbuckles’ Ariosa Coffee, send us express
or postal money-order for $1.80, and we
will send 10 Ibs. of Ariosa in a wood
box, transportation paid to your freight
station, The price of coffee fluctuates—
we cannot guarantee the price for any
period. We will ship in the original
ackages with signature of Arbuckle
Bros. 10 1bs.—10 signatures—which en-
title you to presents, New book with
colored pictures of 97 presents free.
You can write first for the book and see
the pictures of the useful and beautiful
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No Money Required
_We want you to wear a pair of,
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Address our nearest office,
ARBUCKLE BROTHERS,
1 Water Street, New York City, Dept. 8
100 Michigan Avenue, Chicago, Ill, Dept.
Liberty Ave, & Wood St., Pittsburgh, Pa., Dept.®
421 South Seventh Street, St. Louis, Mo,, Dept.

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