The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-09-08

= |;|:'| ,. ,: EG22SAA came quietly along corridor very HGAE9 late for breakfast; and the shining E&Y %SE emerald on the toilet table caught his HEAA&Xk eye through the open door of the Ded- h &E&S room occupied by MT. Leopold Eppsteln'
 the grocer prince. It large emer- 9E1zHzzM0 ald far too. large to adorn craFa1
 even the cravat of millionaire The iCartrells like their guests emerald. They liked it as stone they did not like it as scavr pin as a pendant from necklace they would nave found no fault with it However, MT. Eppste1n was making his entry society under the Cartren seg and he was resolved to enter magnifcently
 At the sight of the emerald Peter paused; his eyes bri1htened he walked into the bedroom, and looked around for a hiding place for it. He hal no great fc1dness for pnGctical jokes his was 100 kind heart; but he never lost chance or com ,sittfrg ore With unerring judgment he chose the I:ttcIl drawer EppsteiaS unlocked jewel case G-o-,cd the emerald pin into it. among the jeTeled x itch chains, and shut the drawer He came o'lf .s f,e bedroom with his face composed l.ression of serene vacuity, humning softly tune of triumph
 Is he came to the bottom of the wonderful Italian stafresse, chief glory of the CartreI Court, a stand xof guests and his stepmother came babblns nt of the dining Peter greeted them urbaneiy Len he dashed away from them to wiring the small x5ilnd MT Eppsten's hand warmly and congratulate l:m his air of good health Mr. Eppstein was seed to Peters glad hand But his elose-set cunning .yes which missed nothing, had observed that it's :ladness 1avished one else. He liked It; ut he had great fear that it portended the borrow ng of money.
 Peter went into the dining room. nodded to Colonel
 
 .sestnut hair into the chair next her. and said, -7gen old girl, how's the suitor this mornin?1.
 Tt was bue-peacock blue!" said Helen Cartrell ID the accents of despair
 HI thought he looked rose pink.''
 His tie, mean said Helen
 well he did not have that beastly emerald in It, groEled Colonel Brown, who hated Mr- Eppstein with rivals hatred. He'd only forgotten it. He kept feeling his tie for it all through breakfast; and he's gone to put it on,' said Helen sadly
 well as soon as you're married to him you'll have to cure him of his color schemes and bag the emerald" said Peter.
 lack of conviction in her tone which did not escape Colonel Brown
 "You will The governor will back up Manner culus He has to, poor governor. Ther's only chance for you" said Peter.
 sOne chance?" said Helen
 eof course there's just the chance that old Loeb hlvar there may pluck up courage to carry you ,n motor before it's too 1atesr said Peter he spoke the door opened, and Lord Cartren ,anle in, holding his beard firmly with one hand: T say-this fel1ow-Eppstein mean-says he's lost that blasted-that emerald pin of his !'
 Peter sprang his feet upsetting his chair, threw np his toward the ceiling, and cried, rather yelled, At last I've got the chancel I've always wanted to play at Sherlock Holmes Where's Epp- stein?"
 And he rushed past his startled father out of the room Tn the middle of the hall stood the grocer prince telling growing circle of guests of his mis- fortune. Peter rushed at him. wrung his hand warm y. and cried, Never mind old chap! I'll stand by you! I'll help you! we'll find it
 MT. Eppstein his from Peter's clasp with petulance, and walled, "I wouldn't have lost that stcne was it ever so! gave four thousand four thousand pounds for that emerald I value it above everything. It heirloom.
 q left it my table forgot to put it on; late breakfast" continued grocer prince. Peter smote his brow and cried in the triumphant .one of ore solving an enigma q know have it: It's of sonnannbuIsmI You've swallowed it !' Lord Cartrells voice high earnest adjura- ton Peter not to play the fool Injured and indig depIorng the folly of the human in refusing helped protested that he washed his hands of the matter, and back to his unfinished break fast He left the diningroom door however, and heard the interrogatories administered to Mir Epp- stein by his stepmother his father, and half dozen guests in turn Then the butler questioned then he housekeeper. Between them they made it clear hat none of the servants could have yet gone near UT. Eppstein's bedroom
 By this time the grocer prince more his right organizing self All his being strung up to he endeavor his lost jewel He insisted wiring a detective, to the bitter annoy ance of his hosts. But they could not protest
 The drifted into the smoking room, discussing the affair. Peter went with them. Lord Cartrell made secret of his conviction that it entirely the grocer princes fault for wearing emerald of that beastly That had the view of Lady Eartrcl; ard Lord CartreH always took his wffes eE. Then Peter began to enlarge OF the danger of 'cstc-tial e.derce ard it's tendency to secure the o-y.etioa Of frnocent persons.
 Tctcr b-:s1zIv to group of ladies discussing the rt c--e-c.a t'e 4er-ace. tt He bo-ca to deve.~o again 70 thc-c cf cv:7e,,ee scnvieing the innocent. They listened to bim with