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ordinary method of theft would have appealed to
him. / giving him credit for being clever, as
must when review the whole case.
For instance he asked for permission to copy the
Whistler, which you the same size as the
Rubens 1t was granted. He copied it practically
under guard, always with the chance that Mr. Kale
himself would drop in. 1t took him three days to
copy it, so he says. He alone in the room all
that time He knew that Mr. Kale had not the faint
est idea of art. Taking advantage of that, what
would have been simpler than to have copied the
Rubens in oil? He could have removed it from the
frame Immediately after he canvased it over and
kept it in position him where it could be
quickly concealed if he interrupted Remem-
therefore, was worth the trouble.
dealing with a man who knew nothing whatever of
art, he had no fears. We may suppose his idea all
along to the copy of the Rubens a sort
of decoy after he got away with the original. You
that Mallory didn't know the difference, and it
safe for him to suppose that Mr.. Kale wouldn't
His only danger until he could get oracefuly
of critic connoiSSeur e1.lapS, seeing
the copy. His bodness we see readily in the fact
that he permitted himself to disc, the theft ;
that he discovered it after he had Volunteered to
assist Mr. Kale in the general work oi rehanging
the pictures in the gallery Just how he put the
picture in Jennings's trunk don't happen to know.
We imagine many ways" He lay back in his
chair for minute without speaking eyes steadily
turned upward, fingers placed precisely tip to tip.
The only thing remaining is to go get the picture.
1t is in de Lesseps room noW-you told me that
and SO we know it is safe. l dare say he knows
that if he tried to away it would inevitably
put him under suspicion"
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ing copy of some famous water color; weren't your"
Yes, a Thames scene, by Whistler" was the
reply. That is it hanging over the mantel. ~
Hatch glanced at the picture admiringy y. 1t was
an exquisite copy, and showed the def touch of a
man who was himself artist of great ability.
De Lesseps read the admiration in his face. 1t
is not bad, he said modesty. Il studied with
Carous Duran"
With all else that known, and this little adj
dtional information which seemed of no particular
value to the reporter the entire matter laid be-
fore The Thinking Machine. That distinguished
man listened from beginning to end without COM
ment.
Who had access to the room?" he asked finally.
That is what the police working on now,
was the reply. There couple of dozen ser
wants in the house, and suppose in spite of Kales
rigid orders there certain laxity in their en-
forcement.
.Of course that makes it difficult" said
The Thinking Machine in the perpetually irritated
voice which was so distinctly part of himself.
Perhaps it would be best for to go to Mr.. Kales
home and personally investigate
Kae received them with the reserve which all rich
men show in the presence of representatives of the
press He stared frankly and somewhat curiously
at the diminutive figure of the scientist, who ex-
planned the object of their visit.
Il guess you fellows can't do anything with this,
the millionaire assured them I've got some regu-
lar detectives on it.
is Mr. Mallory here now" asked The Thinking
Machine CURLY. .
Yes he is up stairs in the servants quarters
NAV we see the room from which the picture was
taken?" inquired the scientist, with suave lntona-
ton which Hatch knew we'll
Kale granted the permission with wave OF the
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from the kale homer" asked Hatch.
He took it with him probably under
his arm the day he left the house with
Mr. Kale," was the astonishing reply.
Hatch was staring at him iii amaze
ment After a moment the scientist
rose and passed into the adjoining
room, and the telephone bell there
jingled When he joined Hatch again
he picked up his hat and they went
out together.
De Lesseps was in when their cards
went up, and received them. They
conversed of the case generally for
ten minutes, while the scientists eyes
were turned inquiringly here and there
about the room. At last there came
knock on the door.
1t is Detective Mallory, Mr. Hatch"
remarked The Thinking Machine.
open the door for him
De Lesseps seemed startled for just
one instant, then quickly recovered.
Mallory's eyes were full of questions
when he entered.
Il should like, Mr. Mallory" began
The Thinking Machine quietly, to call
your attention to this copy of Mr..
Kales picture by Whistler-over the
mantel here Isn't it excellent? You
have seen the original"
Mallory grunted. De Lesseps' face,
instead of expressing appreciation of
the compliment; blanched suddenly,
and his hands closed tightly. Again
he recovered himself and smiled.
The beauty of this picture lies not
only in its faithfulness to the original"
the scientist went on, but also in
the fact that it was painted under
- Il,
stance, l don't know if you know, Mr..
bine glue and putty and few other
cornrnonD1ace thinoS into haste
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can't say exactly; but it is certainly superb work
The curtains of wide door almost in front of
them were thrown aside suddenly, and Detective
Mallory entered. He carried something in his hand,
but at sight of them concealed it behind him. Unre-
pressed triumph was in his face.
"Ah, professor, we meet often; don't we? he said.
This reporter here and his friend seem to be
trying to drag de Lesseps into this affair somehow"
Kale complained to the detective. Il don't want
anything like that to happen. He is liable to go out
and print anything They always do
The Thinking Machine glared at him unwaver-
ngly, straight in the eye for instant, then ex-
tended his hand toward Mallory. Where did you
find it," he asked.
Sorry to disappoint you, professor" said the
detective sarcastcally but this is the time when
you little late and he produced the object
which he held behind him. Here is your picture,
Mr.. kae."
Kae gasped little in relief and establishment,
and held up the canvas with both hands to examine
it. Fine! he told the detective. I'll that you
don't lose anything by this. Why, that thing cost
fifty thousand doars." Kale didn't seem able
to get over that.
The Thinking Machine leaned forward to squirt at
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ton which HatCn knew we'll
Kale granted the permission with a
hand. and ushered them into the ball
room, where the pictures had been
stored. From the relative center of
this room The Thinking Machine sur
veyed it all. The windows were high.
Half dozen doors leading out into the
Railways, to the conservatory, and quiet
hooks of the mansion offered innumer-
able possibilities of access After this
one long comprehensive squirt, The
Thinking Machine went over and
picked UP the frame from which the
Rubens had been cut For long time
he examined it. kale's impotence was
painfully evident. Finally the scientist
turned to him.
How we'll do you know NJ. de
Lesseps?" he asked.
I've known him for only month
or so. Why?"
Did he bring you letters of intro
duction, or did you meet him merely
CASUALTY"
Kale regarded him with evident
displeasure. My own personal affairs
have nothing whatever to do with this
matter" he said pointedly. Mr.. de
Lesseps is a gentleman of integrity,
and certainly he is the last whom l
would suspect of any connection with
the disappearance of the picture"
That is usually the case, remarked
The Thinking Machine tartly He
turned to Hatch. Just how good
copy was that he made of the Whistler
picture?' he asked.
Il have never seen the original"
Hatch replied; but the workmanship
was superb. Perhaps Mr.. kale wouldn't
object to us seeing"
'Oh, of course not" said Kale re-
signedly Come in; it's in the gallery"
Hatch submitted the picture to a
careful scrutiny. Il should say that the
copy is we'll nigh perfect" was his
verdict. 'Of course, in it's absence,
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It is never 20 diflcult to look wen
dressed a. when travelling, whether By
land or sea. and the woman who can
appear neatly gowned at the end OF I
long journey deserves the highest
praise.
II taking IN extended land trfp
across the continent or embarking
upon the ocean voyage. which may b
anywhere from I'VE days to two
weeks, depending upon whether the
direct or the southern route IL planned.
there must be due time and considera-
ton given to the selecting Of travel
ing costumes.
Dark colors are always hest, whether
on the car or on board . steamer. and
such shades as DO not readily show
the dust should be chosen. FOR this
season the separate waist should b.
OF the same color a. the skirt ratherj
than white. Dark blue Il always IN.
excellent shade TOR travelling, but
there are mnnv WoGnen to WHOM
brown II more becoming an1 this =
equally good.
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word - seogy a ny diagrsre: an1
one OF those Cursed kodaks adorned
the first page. Ikwas only = question
Of hours before l should be known. I
walked out on the terrace for coffee,
profoundly discouraged
The terrace. screened by bay-trees
and eedars from the broad road that
ran along the lake, swarmed with the
people who came to Switzerland, not
to see but to be seen. They wers
chattering in every tongue in Europe
l stood In full view Of everyone untp
. waiter beckoned to me; for there
were few tables unoccupied.
From the railway station to the
Hotel Rationale the quay was ablaze
with the fare Of multicolored lights.
Placed in screenlike receptacles at in
tervals against the facades Of the great
hotels, the white monotony of outline
was transformed into fairy fabric Of
blue and green and red. The black
masses of the people at the windows
and balconies, eager to see the process
sion of the lake, were thrown into
garish relief. Beneath the double rows
Of chestnut trees flowed boisterous
stream of Swiss peasants, arm In arm,
SHOUTING and singing as they marched.
and a more sedate crowd Of townsfoIk
and curious tourists.
The lake was Z conventional scene
of gaudy brillency. A procession Of
floats was passing a. ] took my seat,
each float distinctive Of some incident
of Swiss life or of Swiss history and
glory.
l looked out on this stereotyped
scene Of gayety with resolute show
of interest was determined not to
let the incident of the photograph rum
my digestion. as the little innkeeper
had said Perhaps 1t was my morbid
fancy. but already though people
were regarding me curiously. And
then I was sure heard my name
spoken by a woman. refused to look
around. smoked my cigar deliberate
". looking out toward the lake.
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iske-Gt ~ solitary nlxJe beacoe
light that I'D cnmfortsl No only .
moment ago.
gave up my seat ~ once. Of
course. I walked slowly 10 the end
OF the terrace. and took lees desir.
able place.
/ refused to allow myself to be inter
ested in these people. And yet was
strangely interested In them. It was
as II / were waiting. When my elbow
was again touched. felt no surprise
1t was the waiter who had spoken TO
me . moment before.
~Pardon-ths ladies' who took your
seat"
The younger of the two women had
riSeu. She stood at the table. leaning
forward slightly. her expressiop 1t
once startled and eager. To my aston
ishment she was smiling At me rad1-
antly, smile OF charming surprise
snd welcome. But a. stared at her
stupidity. the smile was succeeded by
an expression of dismay. She ad-
dressed the elder woman In IN agi-
tated whisper.
Wonder held me srellbound ~ well
as they. turned vaguely to the
waiter. He had already left my aide.
summoned imperiously, no doubt. BY
the ladies who had certainly mistaken
me for another.
had half risen. Now / seated my
self again. and every nerve t1ngled
with excitement. The adventure was
not yet ended: l was sure Of It. And
welcomed the diversion. even though
pain and humiliation were to be its
price. I had come to Lncerne ON =
momentary impulse. 30 I thought
What II fate had guided that impulse!
For the third time the waiter spoke
to me. looked up at him calmly: I
had known he would coma
The ladies wish to speak to mon
sfeur, II monsieur ia at liberty
The summons had come, q I knew
that It would. drew Ia Z deep
breath. Ny heart was beating fast.
though outwardly was calm enough
I turned; I advanced toward them.
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loafing about ut the corners. nndgsd
each other and INDUCED In brutal
jests at my expense. In their stupid,
II honest, eyes had committed the
objectionable sin. had failed y fell
low-climber ut = moment of peril.
They delighted to buttonhole the tour
ists--to make me still more notorious
by reciting to them the story of my
disgrace. I was completely ostracixed.
No one took the trouble OF asking II
the blame were wholly my own. was
labeled the coward. That was the end
of It.
But when I had lived through the
interminable seven days. each marked
with an insult, packed my things,
vaguely hopeful after all. was going
home. was going to America, and
America IL Q long distance from
Grindelwald. It was unlikely, tried
to persuade myself. that the story and
the kodaks would follow me there. But
II so, at least my fellow-townsmen
would give me the benefit of the doubt.
For once there had been q fire and .
panic In the theater, and / had been
lucky enough to help q little. So. II
the story reached them, they would
listen before they condemned.
When my luggage was placed on the
roof Of the omnibus, and ! was already
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Suddenly from the Rigi mountain,
far on ON the left, a dot of light
pierced the black gloom. Another and
another Quyered. until there was q
double row of them burning some dis
tsnce down the mountainside. Then
on the right, on austere giant Pilatus,
its shaggy head crowned vita stars.
other lights blazed. And then. very
far on. up in the silence of the SHOWS,
one solitary beacon light shone like q
star, steadily and alone. This little
light comforted me, though it glowed
from the very region of the tragedy.
liked to think it an emblem OF hope.
Out of the gloom and despair 1t burned
steadily. 1t gave me q sort of courage.
My elbow was logged. and not with
Difference.
Pardon, but this seat IL resers ed. "
It was a waiter who spoke, ard he
was insolent. But answered quietly:
Il was given this place by another
waiter. There was no placard ON the
table nor were the chairs turned up.
Why do you say it is reserved
AS asked this question l glanced
over my shoulder to see for whom the
man was demanding my place
On the steps leading to the terrace
from the dining-room stood two ladies.
One of them was q handsome, dfstin-
guished woman well passed middle
age. and saying that OF her, one has
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seated inside, the proprietor Of the
hotel, who hsi hitherto held himself
discreetly aloof, deigned to wish me
good-by
"Adieu, Mr.. Haddon. 1t will not give
you pleasure to remember my hotel,
am afraid" he said with a mournsul
diffldence.
THAT would be too much to expect
I answered, .ynically amused at his
embarrassment.
He hesitated moment. one foot on
the steps of the omnibus.
''Mr. Ha6don, may / say that I have
sympathy for You? Do not let the lit
tie accidents spoil your life. None Of
us are always brave. And certainly
there Is a courage Of the spirit as well
as of the body. The world condemns
hastily, but it win doubt its verdict IL
you refuse to accept it. And you 60
now?"
ITO America" l replied grimly,
where at present there Is no verdict"
But not at oncey'
"why not?" asked in surprise.
1T Is your affair of course. mon.
sieur. but at least"--he was seeking q
pretentious expression Of sympathy
but he ended lamely-"but at least do
not let this simple affair spoil your
digestion"
Perhaps / shall iinger : day OF
two at Lucerne," said good-naturedly,
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should be given to the way this Inn
plement Is held, for the instructive
method seems TO be to grasp It at he
head Of the tines A child should ~
taught 1t once that the clasp must b
wen toward TIE end Of the handle.
and thus eating win be . simpler
process for little children, especially
II the fork II not large.
There IL NO excuse for = little boy
or girl taking soup from spoon -
fun as to be dripping while raised. I
know some grown persons have this
habit that one cannot help calling dis
gusttng, because It II piggish. but .
spoon should never Be more than mod
erately full and the liquid should b
taken from the side. not from the tip
Comparatively few children are
taught how to drink in = weli-man-
nered way. Instead Of the cup being
allowed to go Into the mouth to the
corners the little one should learn to
take small mouthfuls Of the liquid.
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Fs return to America, to work; to
npcget < possible--that was the fever
I'm Impulse that dominated me now.
And ye$ fingered week at Grindes-
waId. II VAS Quixotic. perhaps, but
Il leas. refused to run away.
II was not pleasant week II ]
~sske~a un the village street the guides.
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By Earl H. Ores sy

mule is the only bird that
has a thing to kick with.
and wears its wings the side of its head Bill got
religion after he quit driving mules. else he quit
driving mules when he got religion. Anyway he
knew what he talking about.
The theory of evolution teaches us that the jack
ass is an unexpurgated edition of the jack rabbit,
bound in leather and complete in one volume. Both
have the same characteristic hind leg motion; but
with the difference that the rabbit thereby propels
itself whereas the mule propels others. The latter
arrangement, and is as prone to accidental dis
charge as powder mill is to fly upward. Therefore
it in military matters, because of the onni
presence of the army mule with its peculiar way of
making itself felt, that the is the place of
danger
A most notable accessory of the beast is the
strident and vocal attachment situated
up front No means have yet been discovered by
which this mechanism be fabricated and the
melody is a sort of cross between neighbor's
monograph and the whistle of the pancake factory
the river. 1t is mostly nocturnal in its
manifestation 1t Isl curious fact that this apparatus
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horizontal position. 1t is said by certain rash
individuals who lean toward osteopathy that this
vocal exercise may be suspended by hanging the
monkey wrench to the safety valve. But L do
not consider this healthy amusement and am in
clined toward absent treatment.
Although the latter end of the beast is loosely
hung, and the former adds insult to in yet, in
teresting are both these phenomena, the supera-
tive characteristic of the creature is its expression
of countenance. That long ascetc physiognomy
bounded by those hopeless ears and quivering lips
seems infinitely sad and yearnng. with that meek,
long suffering, quoth-therav ven ever-more look IN
its eye You conscious of feeling of sympathy
for this fellow You reach for your bandanna
and draw nigh to sympathze with its grief and
soothe it's plaintive mood; when, biff you are
knocked into the middle of next week, while the
mule looks round with that heartbroken expression
as if to say, Such sad accident! Wasn't
it
The moral of this dissertation is that it is time to
put the cart before the horse when the horse Is
mule.
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dreams more than an hour two when something
grabs me by the and shakes my teeth loose. l
woke with a suddenness that hurt clear down to
my spareribs and there's Bud squattin on the edge
of my bunk and gain at with pair of optics
that would a been considered dangerous round a
planning mill.
. Git up! he yells, trembling with excitements
Git up quicker than fire in powder magazine!'
What in Halifax is the natter cries l,
junpin' out of bed and spilln into my clothes.
Has the cattle
No says he, clingin' to chair and trying
to look intelligent; but I've thought of it, Hank
Thought of WHAT l, standin' in the
middle of the floor shiverin' with apprehensions.
Why says he, real inherent, I've thought
of what l was trying to think of last night.
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-. And what was that says l. chokin' with in
CROWN wrath that you needs must wake gent
in the middle of the night? It's mighty dis
commodin
But it isn't the middle of the night says he.
It's daybreak, and besides
Go on says l, encouraging.
Well, says he, | dun no how ever come to
forget it, Hank but you know that weddin' me
and Miss Ezmy-'
Yes says l, impatient.
Well, says he. that was to have been pulled
off last night
Pardner, when Bud confessed that sin of his,
my mind got busy thinkn of the old man. and |
could sense something that was soon to take place
which the going to be quite considerable
less enjoyable than otherwise.
Look a-here' says 1, if that hair of yourn
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but there in the middle of the creek the old
man. starin' grim death in the face and tryin' to
cultivate friendly relations with a cottonwood log.
But that same log didn't seem to banker after the
gentlemans sassety, and putin up scrap
that would a knocked grizzly out in the first
and the log was oozn sickness from every pore
and turnin' backward somersaults with and
rapidity that was sure miracle. And on the bank
there was Miss Ely wrngin' them pretty hands
of hern and murmurin', Now dads up; now
the logs up; now dads up; now the logs up" like
that
Well, Hank says he, that log hadn't sue
before | savvies it up to me to save the family
name So | hollers to the old gent to hold on, and