Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-09-08

rising heat would strike it.
For long time three pairs of eyes were fastened
on the mysterious paper, all with understanding
now; but nothing appeared Hatch glanced round
at the young woman. Her face wore an expression
parted in anticipation, the eyes sparkling and
the cheeks flushed deeply In staring at her the
reporter forgot for the instant everything else until
Suddenly:
There! There! Do YOU see
The exclamation burst from her triumphantly,
as faint scrawly lines grew on the strip suspended
the brazer Totally oblivious of their presence
apparently, The Thinking Machine squirting
steadily at the paper, which slowly crinknf
up into wavy lines under the influence of the Leaf
Gradually the edges were charring, and the odor
of scorcfed paper filled the Still the scientist
held the paper over the fire. ust as it seemed IN
evitable that it would burst into flame he with
drew it and turned the girl
There was no substitution he remarked terselv
. 1t Is sympathetic ink
What does it S Sa}. demanded the young
The Thinking Machine spread the scorched strip
of paper the table before them carefully, and for
long time studied it infinitely
Really, my dear young woman. don't know,
he said crabbedly at last 1t may take days to
find out what it means
But something's written there! Read it, the
girl insisted.
Read it for yourself said the scientist i'm.
patiently. Il am frank to say IS beyond me it
is No, don't touch it 1t will crumble to pieces"
Family, yet decipherabe under magnfving
glass, the three were able to make out this on the
paper:
Stonehedge -dimserpal ed serueh siort tnaeG ed
'ettt al eete erbmo ed tniop I'D sruOd eueuQ
I'D rechoR I'D dron ua sdeip tnec. W. F. H.
What does it mean: What does it mean" de
1nanded the young woman mpatiently. What
does it mean?"
The sudden hardening of her tone caused both
Hatch and The Thinking Machine to turn and stare
at her. Some strange change had come over her
face. There was chagrin, perhaps and there
more than that,-a merciless glitter in the brown
eyes, grim expression about the chin and mouth,
and OF he 1on
shaped hands.
Il presume it's a cipher of some Sort remarked
The Thinking Machine CURLY. 1t may take time
to read it and to learn definitely ;ust where the
treasure is hidden, and you may have to wait for"
Treasurer exclaimed the girl. Did you say
treasure? There is treasure, them?
What else?' he asked. Now, please let me see
the bracelet"
The Bracelet the girl repeated, and again
Hatch noted that quick change of expression on
er- And she stopped.
1t is absolutely necessary, if / make anything
of this and the scientist indicated the charred
The girl stepped forward suddenly and leaned
the laboratory table, intently studying the
mysterious strip of paper; At last she raised her
head as If she had reached decision.
Il have only IA part of the bracelet, she
nounced, only half 1t unavoidably broken,
Only half?' interrupted The Thinking Machine,
and he squnted codly into the young womans
eyes.
Here it is, she said last, desperately almost.
Il don't know where the other half is; it woulI
be useless to ask me-
She drew an aged, badly scratched half circlet
of gold from the pocketbook, handed it to the
scientist then went and looked out the window
He examined 1.-THE delicate decorative tracings,
then the invisible hinge where the bracelet had been
rudely apart. Twice he raised his squirt eyes
the light of the window. When he spoke again
there deeper note in his voice-a singular