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Rhymes tor 10 Day
The MercuriaI Temperament.

30 n COLD waves a-co ming" the
- weatner-nlan said.
Ard signed the remark with
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svetlenham. obviously, had mlslaid HIS
Polite Lctter-Writcr.
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Does our entente cordiaie appear to be
Ola straight?
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Mr. J. y. Tucker. a leading insur-
ance agent OF the town OF South Bos-
ton. IS stopping AT the Richmond.
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AIr. John ". Carter. u prominent law
yer of Martinsvlle. spent yesterday in
the city.
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Che Schemes 81 Colonel Clay

cba rhsy 11UK To me Great 9t black lines
down the nose, and such spots on the
cheek. tool"
EXACTLY" BeddeTsley put in. Those
are differences in texture. They show
Just how much of the mans face Is
human flesh
And how much wax" ventured.
mot wax" the expert answered,
gazing close. This is some harder
mixture. | should guess a composition
of guttapercha and India rubber,
which takes color well, and hardens
when applied. so as to lie quite evenly.
and resists heat or melting. Look
here: that's an artificial scar, filling up
real hollow, and this is an added bit
to the tip of the nose, and those are
shadows. due TO inserted cheekpieces,
within the mouth, to make the man
look fatter!'
why, of course" Charles cried. In
dia rubber it must be. That's why In
France they call him lie Colonel Caqut-
chouc!''
Can you reconstruct the real face
from them?" / inquired auxiousiy.
Give me an hour or two" he said,
"and a box of water colors- / think
by that time-putting two and two to-
SGIneI-l can eliminate lllC AdiSC an
build fup for you a tolerably correct
idea of what the actual man himself
looks like
We turned him into the library for
couple of hours, with the materials
he reeded, and by tea he had complet-
ed his first rough sketch of the ele-
l-ments common to the two faces. He
brought il out to US i'm the drawing
room. ! glanced at 1t first 1t was
curious countenance. slightly wanting
in definiteness, and not unlike those
composite photographs" which Mr..
Cation produces by exposing two mega
tiVeS on the same sensitiZed paper for
ten seconds or so consecutively. Yet
it struck me at once as containing
something Of Colonel Clay in every one
of his many representations. The lit
tie Curate. in real life, did not recall
the seer; nor did Elihu Quackenboss
suggest Count Won Leberstein or Pro-
fessoF Schleiermacher. Yet in this
compound face, produced only from
photographs of David Granton and
Medhurst, I could distinctly trace &
certain underlying likeness to every
one of the forms which the impOster
had assumed for us. In other words,
! though he could make up so as TO
mask the likeness to his other charac-
| tiers, he could not make w so as to
mask the likeness Of his own person
ality. He could not wholly get rid of
/ his native build and his genuine fea-
| lures.
Besides these striking suggestions of
the seer and the curate, however. !
| felt vaguely conscious of having seen
and observed the man himself whom
/ the water color represented. at some
/ time, somewhere. It was not at Nice,
ii was not at Seldom; ii was not al
1 Meran: it was not in America. I be-
| Iieved ] had been in a room with him
somewhere in London.
Charles was looking over my Shout
der He gave Il sudden little start.
| why, | know that fellow he
| cried You recOllect him Scy; he's
Finglemore's brOther-the chap that
! didn't go out to China
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!. "Oh. it comes out, then in the photo
graph?" l inquired
Comes Quit 1 should think so! It's
like little black spots all over Anne
HAS face. Such a guy as she looks
in it.'
And Colonel Clay Is in them, too?"
Yes; / took them when he and
Auntie we're talking together. without
either Of them noticing. And BERTHE
developed them. I've three of David
Granton. Three beauties; most sue
cessful."
ANY other character" l asked, see
ing business ahead.
Dolly hung back still redder.
"Well, the rest are with Aunt ISa-
BEL" she answered, after a struggle.
My dear child L replied, hiding my
feelings as a husband, 4 will be
brave. l will bear uD even against
that last misfortune
Dolly looked up at me pleadingly.
1T was here in London" she went
on: when 1 was last with Auntie.
Medhurst was stopping in the house
at the time; and 1 took him twice,
tete-a-tete with Aunt Isabel!'
Isabel does not paint" I murmured,
stoutly.
Dolly hung back again.
NO, but-her hair" she suggested,
i'm a faint voice.
ITS color" admitted, 'fs in places
assisted by a-weH, you know, re-
storer''
Dolly broke into a mischievous. sly
smile.
Yes. it is" she continued. And,
oh. Uncle Sey, where the restOrer has
-er-restOred it, you know, it comes
out i'm the photograph with sort of
brilliant, iridescent, metallic sheen on
it,"
Bring them down. my dear" l said.
gently, patting her head with my
hand. In the interests of justice l
thought it best not to brighten her.
Dolly brought them down They
seemed to me poor things, yet well
worth trying We found it pissible, on
further Capitalization, by the simple
aid of a pair of scissors, so to cut
each in two that all trace of Amelia
and Isabel was obliterated. Even so,
however, l judged it best to call
Charles and DIR. Beddersley to a pri-
vate consultation in the library with
Dolly, and not to submit the mutilated
photogra phs to public inspection by
their joint subjects. Here. in fact, we
had five patchy portraits of the re-
doubtable colonel, taken at various an
/ giles. and in characteristic, unstudied
poses A child had outwitted the clev-
crest sharper i'm Europe.
The moment BeddersIey's eye fell
upon them a curious look came over
| his face.
why, these ne said, are taken on
Herbert Winslows method Miss Ling
4 field
Yes, Dolly admitted timidly; ''they
are. He's-a friend of mine don't you
/ know, and-he gave me some plates
/ that just fitted my camera"
| Beddersley gazed at them steadily.
/ Then he turned to Charles. And this
/ young lady he said, 'has quite unin-
| tentiOnally and unconsciously succeed
/ ed IN tracking Colonel Clay tONearth at
last They are genuine photographs of
| the man-as he is-without the dis
| guises,"
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Then 1 recollected at once. where il
was that had seen him-at the broth
ers In the city, before we sailed to
America.
What Christian name?" I asked.
Charles reflected moment.
THE same as the one in the note we
got with the dust coat" he answered
at last. The man is Paul Fingle-
mOrei"
You will arrest him?" I asked.
Can I, on this evidence?"
We might bring it home to him"
Charles unused for a moment.
we shall have nothing against
him." he said slowly, EXCEPT in SO far
as we can swear to his identity. AND
THAI may be difficult"
Just at that moment the footman
brought in tea Charles wondered ap-
parently whether the man, who had
been with us at Seldom when CoIonei
Clay was David Granton, would recoI-
lect the face or recognize having seen
it.
Look here. Dudley" he said, hold
ing UP the water color, do you know
that person."
Dudley gazed at it a moment.
Certainly sir" he answered briskiy
who is it?" Amelia asked. We ex-
pected him to answer Count Won Le-
bernstein" or Mr.. Granton," or Med
hurst"
Instead of that he replied, to our Ut
ter surprise:
That's Cesarine's young man, my
lady"
"Cesarine's young MANI" Amelia re-
peated, taken aback. "Oh, Dudley,
surely you must be mistaken"
mo, my lady" Dudley replied, in Il
tone of conviction. He comes to see
her quite regular; he have come to see
her, off and on, from time TO time,
ever since I've been in Sir Charles
service.
when will he be coming again."
Charles asked, breathlessly.
Hes down stairs now, sir" Dudley
answered, unaware of the bombshelI
he was fiinging into the midst of a re-
spectacle family.
Charles rose eXcitedly and put his
back against the door.
Secure that man." he said to me
sharply pointing with his finger.
What MANI" l asked amazed.
colonel Clay? The young man who
down stairs now with Cesarine?'
NO" Charles answered with de-
cision. Dudley"
I laid my hand on the footman's
/ shoulder. not understanding what
| Charles meant. Dudley, terrified, drew
back, and would have rushed from the
room, but Charles, with his back
against the door, prevented him.
1--we done nothing to be arrested,
! Sir Charles" Dudley cried, in abject
/ terror, looking appealingly at Amelia.
/ '4t-it wasn't me as cheated you, and
/ he certainly didn't look it.
! Il daresay not" Charles answered.
/ But you don't leave this room till
] Colonel Clay is in custody. No, Amelia,
no: it's no use your speaking to me.
| What he says is true. l see 1t all
now. This villain and Cesarine have
! long been accomplices. The mans down
stairs with her now. If we let Dudley
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last, in slow, dazed fashion. 1 sus-
pected mischief.
The clerk pushed the book across TO
him. Charles examined the name close.
Colonel Clay again. he cried, turn
ing to me with a Respondent air. He
must have dressed the part ] shall
die in the workhouse, Sey! That man
has stolen away even my nest egg from
me-"
/ saw il at a glance.
Mrs. Quackenboss," 1 put in. Those
portraits on the Etruria! 1t was to
help him in his make-upi You recollect,
she sketched your face and figure at all
possible angles"
''And last quarter's?" Charles In
quired. staggering.
The clerk turned up the entry.
Drawn on the tenth of JULY" he
answered, carelessly, as IL it mattered
nothing.
Then l knew why the Colonel had run
across to England.
Charles positively reeled.
Take me home. Sey," he cried. 81
am ruined, ruined! He will leave me
with not half a million in the world.
Nv poor, poor boys will beg their
bread, unheeded, through the streets of
Londonl"
Gas Amelia has landed estate settled
upon her worth 10000 pounds, this last
contingency affected me less to tears
than Charles seemed to think neces-
.sary)
We made all needful inquiries and
put the police upon the quest at once,
as always. But no redress was forth
coming. The money, once paid. could
not be recovered. 1t is a playful little
privilege of consols that the govern
ment declines under any circumstances
TO pay twice over Charles drove back
TO Mayfair a crushed and broken man.
I think If Colonel Clay himself could
have seen him, Just then he would have
pitied that vast intellect in its grief and
beWilderment. \
AfteC lunch, however, my brother-in-
laws natural buoyancy reasserted itself
by degrees. He rallied little.
Seymour" he said 10 me, you've
heard, of course. of the Bertillon system
of measuring and registering crimi-
nails"
81 have" 1 answered. And it's ex-
cellent as far as it goes. But, like Mrs.
Classes jagged hare, it all depends
upon the initial step. First catch your
criminal Now, we have never caught
Colonel Clay"
"Oh, rather" Charles interposed I'M
kindly. ''when you did catch him you
didn't hold him"
I ignored the unkindly suggestion, and
continued in the same voice:
I'VE have never secured Colonel Clay,
and until we secure him we cannot
register him by the Bertillon method.
Besides, even if we had once caught
him and duly noted the shape of his
nose, his chin, his ears. his forehead,
of what use would that be against a
man who turns up with a fresh face
each time, and can mold his features
into what form he likes, to deceive and
foil us?"
Never mind, Sey,' my brother-in-
law said. "I was told in New York
that DR.. Frank Beddersley of London
was the best exponent of the Bertillon
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system now living in England; and to
Beddersley 1 shall go. Or, rather. I'll
invite him here to lunch tomorrow
Who told you of hing / inquired.
Not DIR. Quackenboss, | hope; nor yet
MIR. Algernon Coleyard?''
Charles paused and reflected.
No. neither of them.' he answered.
after short internal deiiberation. 1T
was that magazine editor chap we met
at Wrengold's.''
Hes all right" said; cor, at least,
think So"
So We wrote a polite invitation to
DR.. Beddersley. who pursued the
method professionally, asking him 10
come and lunch with us at Mayfair al
2 next day
DIR. Beddersley came-a da Der little
man, with penthouse eyebrows, and
keen, small eyes: whom I suspected at
sight of being Colonel Clay himself in
another of his clever polymorphio en-
bodiments. He was clear and concise.
His manner was scientific. He told us
at once that though the Rertillon meth
cd was OF little use till the expert had
seen the criminal once, yet if we had
consulted him earlier he might prob
ably have saved us some serious dis
asters.
"a man SO ingenious as this" he
said, would no doubt have studied
Bertillon's principles himself and
would take every possible means 70
prevent recognition by them. There
fore you might almost disregard the
nose. the chin, the mustache. the hair,
all of which are capable of such easy
alteration. But there remain some fea-
lures which are more likely to persist
height, shape of neck build and fin
gers; the timbreeof the voice, the color
of the iris. Even these. again, NAV be
partially disguised or concealed; the
way the hair is dressed, the amount of
padding, a high collar round the throat,
dark line about the eyelashes, may
do more to alter the appearance of a
face than you could readily credit
$50 we know" ! answered.
THE voice, again" DR.. Beddersley
continued. THE voice itself may be
most fallacious. The man is no doubt
clever mimic. He could, perhaps
compress or enlarge his larynx And !
judge from what you tell me that he
took characters each time which COM
PEELED him largely to alter and modify
his tone and accent"
YES" said.-"As the Mexican Seer,
he had, of course, Spanish intonation.
AS the little curate, he was a cult
waited North countryman. AS David
Granton he spoke gentlemanly Scotch
AS Won Lebenstein, naturally. he was
South German, trying to express him
self in French. As Professor Schleier-
macher he was a North German speak
ing broken English. AS Elihu Quack-
enboss he had a fine and pronounced
Kentucky flavor. And as the poet lie
drawled after the fashion of the clubs
with lingering remnants of a Devon
shire ancestry
quite So" DR.. Beddersley answered
THAT is just what I should expect
Now the question is, do you know him
to be one man. or is he really gang
Is he a name for a syndicate? Have
you any photographs of Colonel Clay
himself i'm any of his dlsguises?"
Not one" Charles answered. He
produced some himself when he was
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Medhurst, the detective. But he pock-
eted them at once, and we never re-
covered them"
Gould you get any?" the doctor
asked. ibid you note the name and
address of the photographer"
Unfortunately, no." Charles replied.
But the police at Nice showed us two.
Perhaps We might borrow them"
Until we get them" DIR. Beddersley
said, Il don't know that we can do
anything. But if you can once givzpne
two distinct photographs of the real
man. no matter how much disguised, !
could tell you whether they were taken
from one person; and, if so. l think
could point out certain details in COM
mon which might aid us to go upon
All this was at lunch. Amelia s
niece, Dolly Lingfield. was there, as it
happened; and l CHANGED to note a
most guilty look stealing over her face
all the while we were talking. Sus-
picious as l had learned to become by
this time, however, / did not suspect
Dolly of being in league with Colonel
Clay; but 1 confess l wondered what
her blush could indicate. After lunch,
to my surprise, Dolly called me away
from the rest into the library.
''Uncle Seymour" she said to me-
ltiV- QCdi CIlttu CdliS lilC OllClc Ctl 7,
though, of course, I am not in any way
related to her-'I have some photo
graphs of Colonel Clay, if you want
them"
YOU l cried, astonished. why,
Dolly, how did you get them"
For a minute or two she showed
some little hesitation in telling me.
At last SO whispered:
You won't get angry if | confess ?''
dolly is just 10, and remarkably pref
ty.)
And you won't tell Aunt Amelia or
Aunt Isabel?" she inquired somewhat
anxiously.
Not for worlds" l answered. CAS- a
matter of fact, Amelia and Isabel are
the last people in the world to whom
/ should dream of confiding anything
that Dolly might tell mel.
We'll, l was stopping at Seldom, you
know. when Mr.. David Granton was
there" Dolly went on; 'or, rather,
when that scamp pretended he was Da-
vid Granton; and-aIid-yoU won't be
angry with me, will you?-one day I
took d snapshot with my kodak at him
and Aunt Amelia
why, what harm was there in
that?" | asked, bewildered. The Wild
est stretch of fancy could hardly con-
ceive that the Hon. David had been
flirting with Amelia.
Dolly colored still more deeply.
"Oh, you know BERTHE Winslow?" she
said. well, he's interested in photog-
-and-and also in me. And he's
invented a process, which is9't of the
slightest practical use, he says; but its
popularity is that it reveals textures
At least, that's what BERTHE calls it. II
makes things come out so. And he
gave me some plates of his own for my
kodak-half a dozen or more, and
took Aunt Amelia with them"
"Oh. Uncle Seymour" Dolly cried
How kind you men are, If Aunt
Amelia knew she would never forgive
me. Why, you must understand. The
the rouge, you know, and the pearl
powder
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The Episode of the
Bertillon Method

We had terrible passage home from
New York. The captain told US he
knew every drop of water in the At
lantic personality" ana he had never
seen them so uniformly obstreperous.
The ship rolled in the trough; Charles
rolle4 In his cabin, and would not be
comforted. As we approached the Irish
coast, l scrambled up on deck in a
violent gale and retired again some
what precipitately to announce to nv
0rother-in-law that we had come in
sight of the Fastnet Rock lighthouse.
CHARLES merely turned over in his berth
and moaned.
Il don't believe it," he answered. 81
expect 1t is probably Colonel Clay in
another of his manifold disguisesi'
At Liverpool, however, the AdeIphi
consoied him. We dined Iuxuriousiy in
The Louis Quinze restaurant. as only
millionaires can dine, and proceeded
next day by Pullman car to London.
We found Amelia dissolved lin tears at
r domestic cataclysm. II seemed that
Cesarine had given notice
Charles was scarcely home again
when he began to bethink him of the
least among his investments. Like
many other wealthy men, my respected
connection is troubled more or less. in
the background of his consciousness, by
a pervading dread that he will die a
beggar. To guard against this misfor-
time-which l am bound to admit no.
body else fears for him-he invested
several years ago a sum of two hundred
thousand pounds in consols, to serve as
a nest egg in case of the collapse of
Golcondas and South Africa generally.
IT is part of the same amiabie mania,
too. that he will not allow the dividend
warrants on this sum to be sent to him
by post, but insists, after the fashion
of old ladies and country parsons, upon
calling personally at the Bank of Eng
land four times a year to claim his in
terest He is well known by sight to
not a few OF the clerks. and his appear
ance in Threadneedle street Is looked
forward TO with great regularity within
a few weeks OF each lawful quarter
day
So. on the morning after our arrival
i'm town. Charles observed to me. cheer
fully:
"Sey. I must run into the city today
to claim my dividends! There are two
quarters owing.
I accompanied him into the bank
Even that mighty official the beadle at
the door. unfastened the handle of the
millionaire's carriage. The clerk who
received US smiled and nodded.
How much?" he asked after the
stereotyped fashion.
Two hundred thousand Charles an
swered. looking affable.
The clerk turned up the book.
Paid" he said, with decision.
What's your game, sir, If may ask
you?"
Paid" Charles echoed, drawing
back.
The clerk gazed across at him.
Yes. Sir Charles" he answered. in a
somewhat severe tone. you must re-
member you drew a quarters dividend
from myself-last week-at this very
counter"
Charles stared at him fixedIy.
Show me the signature" he said at
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BY GRANT ALLEN.

Copyright, 1907. by W. C. chapman)
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The Washington herald., 1907-02-17

campaign Like Jimmy Grayson. ne was
now condemned % "a period Of inacJion.
and strive as he might, he could not aid
his friend a particle. They went TO the
/ local headquarters of the party-two par
Z lors of the largest hotel in the city.
The rooms. which had been thrown to-
Eether. were packed with men and thick
with tobacco smoke, making the mir heavy
and hot News there WAS none, bur
clouds Of rumoT and gossip. The tele-
graph said bad weather. cold and raw,
with gusts Of rain, prevailed all over the
United States. but that an enormous vote
was being polled. nevertheless. In all the
booths in all the great cities long lines
of people were waiting, and reports of the
same character We're coming from the
country districts But with the secret
ballot there was nothing whatever TO in
Gicate which way this vote was being
cast. nor would there be until the polls
were closed and the official count was be-
gun. 1t was said that in many of the
precincts of New York. Boston, and Phil
adelphia more than half the vote was
cast already. SO eager We're both sides
for victory. These bulletins. more or less
vague as they came from time 10 time.
were posted on "A blackboard and their
vagueness did not keep them from
arousing the keenest interest
Dexter, the chairman Of the State COM
mittee. a th!n-f3ced man who talked lit
tie. shook his head ominously-
4 don't like the enormous vote they
are polling so early in the big cities,
be said. 1T shows that the band Of
traitors led by Goodnight. Crayon, and
their kind are getting in their work.
But we don't know it to be fact,
he
should have its silver lining For ev-
cry man in that crowd eager TO cast u
vote against Jimmy Grayson. there may
be one eager to cast a vote for him.
Dexter shook his head again, and with
increased gloom. Harley's argument might
appeal to his hopes not 70 his judgment.
I'm sorry that Jimmy Grayson made
his attack upon that committee he said.
1T spoke well for mis- courage and hon
esty. but Ii was bad politics
I think chat courage and honesty are
good politics" said Harley, and he left
Dexter 20 his pessimistic thoughts.
The rooms were growing too close. and
there was an absence Of definite news. SO
he went again into the open air The
character of the DAY was unchanged: it
was still dark with Ominous clouds troop
ing across the sky, and the wind had
grown more bitter
Harley now found himself under the
strain of an extreme anxiety He did not
realize until this day how deeply his own
feelings were interviewer with the fate os
the campaign, and how bleak the night
would look 20 him and Sylvia if Mr.
Grayson were beaten-and he knew that
the odds We're against him; despite him
self. he a man of calm mind and strcng
will WAS prey to nerves. He began TO
shrink at the thought Of the count of The
votes, and to fear the first real bulletins.
TO BE CONCLUDED NEXT SUNDAY.