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+" Why do you shake your head like that?n
he asked.
: "Did I shake my head?" Her heart fut.
tered wildly. 81 was not conscious of it."
Are you going to keep your promise? -
= "What PROMISED" ,..,
Never to leave. this house without Jones
or myself being with you"
81 couldn't if I wanted to. I'll wager Jones
s'out there in the hall this minute. I know ;
it is all. for my sake. But it bothers me-"
Jones was indeed in the hall; and when he
sensed the petulance in her voice, his shout
ders sank despondently and he sighed deeply
if silently. -. 49,. aa~.g'
At quarter to 8 Florence, being alone for a
minute, set fire to a veil and stuffed it down
the register. .
Jones'" she called excitedly, AT smell
something burning!"
Jones dashed into the room, shifted, and
dashed out again, heading for the cellar door.
His first thought was naturally that the devils
incarnate had set fire to the house. When he
returned, having, of course, discovered no fire,
he found Florence gone. He rushed into the
hall. Her hat was missing. He made for
the hall door with a speed which seemed in
credible to the bewildered Susan's eyes. Out
into the street, up and Town which he looked.
Far away he discovered a dwindling taxicab.
The child was gone.
In the house Susan was answering the tele-
phone, talking incoherently.
Who is it?" Jones whispered, his lips
white and dry.
1.-THE princess. - began Susan.
He took the receiver from her roughly.
Hello! Who is it?"
This is Olga Perigoff. Is Florence there?"
mo, madam. She has just stepped out for
a moment. Shall I tell her to call you when
she returns?"
Yes, please. / want her and Susan and
Mr.. Norton to come to tea tomorrow. Good
by"
Jones hung up the receiver, sank into a
chair near by and buried his face in his
hands.
What is it2" cried Susan, terrified by
the haggardness of his face.
"She's gone! My God, those wretches have
got her! They've got her!"
Florence was Whirled away at top speed.
Her father! She was actually on the way
to her father, whom she had always loved in
dreams, vet never seen.
Number IS Grove street was not an at
t~yactiye place, but when she arrived she was
too highly keyed to take note of its sordid-
ness. She was rather out of breath when she
reached the door Of the third fiat. She knocked
timidly. The door was instantly opened by
a man who wore a black mask. She would
have turned then and there and flown but
for the swift picture she had Of a well dressed
man at a table. He lay with his head upon
his arms.
Father,' she whispered.
The man raised his careworn face: SO very
well done that only the closest scrutiny would
have betrayed the paste Of the theater. He
rose and staggered toward her with out
stretched arms. But the moment they closed
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copyright: 1914: BY Harold MacGrath.E
CHAPTER ".

I'll FLAT ON THE TOP FLOOR
~ RAINE craw1ed from his uncomfort-
* able hiding place. His clothes were
- soiled and damp, his hat gone. By
a hairs breadth he had escaped the
clever trap laid for him. Hargreave was
alive, he had escaped Braine was as GER
tain of this fact as he was of his own
breathing. He now knew how to account for
the Pickering light in the upper story of
the warehouse. His ancient enemy had been
watching him all the time. More than this,
Hargreave and the meddIing reporter were in
collision. In the fare of lights at the end
of the ~gun-play he had caught the profile Of
the reporter. Here was a dangerous man,
who must be watched with the utmost care.
He, Braine, had been lured to commit an
overt act, and by the rarest good luck had
escaped with nothing more serious than o
cold chill and a calling disappointment.
He crawled along the top Of the pier.
listening, sending his dark-accustomed glance
hither and thither. The sky In the east was
growing paler and paler. In ana out among
the bales of wool, bags of coffee, and lemon
crates he slowly and cautiously wormed his
way. A Waterman patrolled the Office side
of the warehouse, and Braine found it pos
sible to creep around the other way, thence
into the street. After that he Strengthened
up, sought a second hand shop and pur-
chased a soft hat which he pulled down over
his eyes. T.
Eas II, 1oI haY& n Io0on 49, - u
ways kept in readiness for such adventures
as this. He rented them furnished in small
hotels which never asked questions of their
patrons. To one of these he went as fast
as his weary legs could carry him. He al
ways carried the key. Once in his room he
donned fresh wearing apparel, linen, shoes,
and shaved. Then he proceeded downstairs,
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II refuse! Even as she had known this
vile creature to be an impostor SO she knew
that he lied, that her father was still free.
Grange blew the whistle. Instantly the
room became filled with masked men. But
Florence was ready. She seized the lamp and
hurled 1t to the floor, quite Indifferent whether
1t exploded or went out. Happily for her il
was extinguished. At the same moment she
cast the lamp she caught hold of a chair.
remembering the direction of the window. She
was superhumanly strong in this moment. The
chair went true. A crash followed.
She has thrown herself out of the win.
dow " yelled a voice.
Some one CROPPED for the lamp, lit II. and
turned in time to see Florence pass out. of
the room into that from which they had come.
door slammed. The surprised men heard
the key click.
She was free. But she was no longer 4
child.
fro BE o-oNrINUED.l
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No. l got up to get a drink of water"
She heard his footsteps die VI down
the corridor. She thrust the lette9 -oto' thu
pocket of her dress, which lay nj g lnfolde9
on the chair at the foot OF thSplders then
climbed back into the bed its&f.- and goust
not tell even Mr.. Norton. \&tor
Was the. child spinning a romance over
the first young man she had ever metz In
her heart of hearts the girl did not know.
Her. father!
1t was all so terribly and tragically sim
pie, to match a woman's mind against that
of a child's. Both Norton and the sober
Jones had explicitly warned her never to 90
anywhere, receive telephone calls, or letters,
without first consulting one or the other of
them. And now she had planned to deceive
them, with all the cunning of her sex.
The next morning at breakfast there was
nothing unusual either in her appearance or
manners. Under the shrewd scrutiny of
Jones she was just her everyday self, a fine
bit of acting for one who had yet to see the
stage. But it is born in woman to act. as
it is, born in man to fight, and Florence was
no exception to the rule.
She was going to save her father.
She read with Susan, played the piano,
sewed a little, laughed, hummed, and did a
thousand and one things young girls do when
they have the deception of. their elders in
view. .' f'. ..
All day long Jones went about like an old
} hound with his nose to the, wind. There was
something in the air, but he could not tell
what it was. Somehow or other, no matter
which room Florence went into, there was
Jones within earshot. And she dared not
show the least Impotence or restiveness. 1t
was a large order for so young a girl, but
she filled it. -,.-. ... ...r
She rather expected that the reporter
would appear some time during the after
noon and sure enough he did. He could no
more resist the desire to see and talk to her
than he could resist breathing. There was
no use denying it; the world had suddenly
turned at a new angle, presenting a new face,
q roseate vision. 1t rather subdued his easy.
banter. E
What news?" she asked.
"None," rather despondently. "Tm sorry.
/ had hoped by this time to get somewhere.
But it appears that I can't get any further
than this house."
She did not ask him what he meant BY
that.
Shall I play something for your. she
said.
please
He drew a chair beside the piano and
watched her fingers. white as the ivory keys,
futter up and down the board. She played
Chopin for. him, Mendelssohn, Grieg, and
Chanhinade ; and she played them in a sur
prisingly scholarly fashion. He had expected
the usual schoolgirl choice and execution;
Titania, the Moonlight Sonata (which not
half a dozen great pianists have ever played
correctly, Monastery Bells, and the like. He
had prepared to make a martyr Of himself
instead, he was distinctly and delightfully."-
entertained.
E=A AME 48G AM
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Ter. It all depends upon how the letter gets
to her. Bred in the country, she probably
sleeps with her window open. A pebble at
tached to a note, tossed into the window.
I'll trust this to no one; I'll do it myself.
With the girl in our control the rest will be
easy. If she really does not know where the
money is, Hargreave will tell us. Great
head, little woman, great head. She does not
know her fathers handwriting?"
"She has never seen a scrap of it. An
that Miss Farlow ever received was money.
The original note left on the doorstep with
Florence has been lost. Trust me to make
all these Inquiries"
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"You DON'T" he said whimsicaTly, when
she finally stopped, "you don't, by any
chance, know The Maiden's Prayer /?
She laughed. This piece was a standing
joke at school. ..,~.
have never played it. 1t may, however,
be in the music cabinet. Would you like to
hear it?" mischievously. :.a. 49,.
Heaven forfend!" he murmured, raising
his hands. 49,.
All the while the letter burned. against her
heart and the smile on her face and the
gayety on her tongue were forced. "Confde
in no one" u" she repeated mentally, or you
seal my death warrant"
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Tomorrow night, then, Immediately after
dinner, a taxicab will await her just around
the corner. Grange is the best man 1 can
think of. He's an artist when it comes to
playing the old man parts"
mot too old, remember. Hargreave isn't
over 49,
Another good point. I'm going to stretch
out here on the divan and snooze for a
while. Had a devil of a time last night"
When shall I wake you?"
AT 9. Well have an early dinner sent
in. l want to keep out of everybody's way.
By-by!"
In less than three minutes he was sound
asleep. The woman gazed down at him in
wonder and envy. If only she could drop
to sleep like that! Very softly she pressed
her lips to his hair.
At IL o'clock the following night the hall
light in the Hargreave house was turned off
and the whole interior became dark. A
shadow crept through the lilac bushes with
out any more sound than a cat would have
made. Florence's window was open, as the
archconsplrator had expected it would be.
With a small string and stone as a sling he
sent the letter whirling ~skillfully through the
air. 1t sailed into the girls room. The man
below heard no sound of the stone hitting
anything, and concluded that it had struck
the bed.
He waited patiently. Presently a waver-
ing light could be distinguished over the sill
of the window. The girl was awake and
had lit the candle. This knowledge was suf-
fcient for his need. The tragic letter would
do the rest, that is, if the girl came from
the same pattern as her father and mother
strong willed and adventurous.
He tiptoed back to the lilacs, when a noise
sent him close to the ground. Half a dozen
feet away he, saw.a shadow creeping along
toward the front door. Presently the shadow
stood up as if listening. He stopped again
and ran lightly to the steps, up these to the
door, which he Rugged.
Who was this? wondered Braine. Patient
ly he waited, arranging his posture so that
he could keep a lookout at the door. By and
by the door opened cautiously. A man, hold
ing a candle, appeared Braine vaguely rec
ognized Olgais description of the butler. The
man On the veranda suddenly blew out the
light.
Braine could hear the low murmur of
voices, but nothing more. The conversation
lasted scarcely a minute. The door closed
and the man ran down the steps, across the
lawn, with Braine close at his heels.
Just a moment, Mr.. Hargreave,', he
called ironically; :" just a moment!'
The man he addressed as Hargreave turned
with lightning rapidity and struck. The blow
caught Braine above the ear, knocking him
fat. When he regained his feet the rumble
of a motor told him the rest of the story.
BY the dim light Of her bedroom candle
Florence read the note which had found EN-
trance SO strangely and mysteriously into her
room. Her father! He lived, he needed her!
Alive but in dread peril, and only she could
save him She longed to fly to him at once,
then and there. How could she wait till to.
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morrow night at 8? Immediately she began
to plan how to circumvent the watchful
Jones and the careful Susan. Her father!
She slept no more that night.
my Darling Daughter-I must see you.
Come at s O'Clock tomorrow night to 70 Grove
street, third floor. Confde in no one, or you
seal my death warrant. ,
"Your unhappy ..
2 FATHER e.
What child would refuse to obey a sum-
mons like this?
A light tap on the door started her.
"1s anything the matter?" asked the mild
voice of Jones.
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10000 FOR 100 WORDS.'

Inc MtIton D0uUF MDSBoTD Story
40iU run for tUenty-ttoo consecutive t0eeks
In this paper. By an arrangement 1oith
the ThGnhOuser Film company it has been
made possible net only to read the story
in this paper but also to see it each geek
in the VGrious movimg picture theaters.
For the solution of this mystery story
$4,000 1ciU be gtUen.
CONDITIONS GOVERNING THE
CONTEST.
The prize of $4,000 tiU be ICON by the
man, UomGn, or child tCho 10rites the most
acceptable solution of the mystery, from
4ohich the last ttco reels of motion picture
drama tciU be made and the last tWo
chapters of the story t~0ritten BY Harold
MdoGrGth.
Solutions mdy be sent to the Than
houser Film corporation, either at Chicago
or Neo York, any time up to midnight,
Dec. II. This GIloUs four toeekS after the
first appearance of the last film releases
aud three 0eeks after the last chapter is
published in this paper in ohich to submit
solutions.
A board of three judges 0iU determine
1Chich Of the many solutions received is the
most acceptable. The judgment of this
board t0U be a5colWte and final. Nothing
" U tbCfN'B FNt"C "tI W COHotUC'CU !"
the decisiots, ncr 9iven any preference in
the selection of tbs tCinner of the $1,000
prize. The last tWO reels, Vhich WiU give
the most acceptable solution to the myS-
terry, wiU be presented in the thedters
hGving this feature as soon as 1t is pos
8ible to produce the same. The story corre-
spending to these motion pictures toiU Gp-
pear in the newspapers cotncidentdlty, or
as soon after the appearance of the pic
lures as practicable. With the last taco
reels 1CiH be 8hoton the pictures of the 1oin-
ner, his or her home, and other interesting
features. 1t Is understood that the net0s-
papers, 80 far as practicable, ~ printing
the last tUo chapters of the story By Hdr-
old MGcGrGth, pcill also Sho1 a picture of
the successful contestant.
Solutions to the mystery must not be
more than 100 4oords long. Here are
some questions to be kept in mind in
connection 1oith the mystery as an aid to
a solution:
No. What becomes of the millionaire?
No. 2-Whdt becomes of the $1,000, 900?
No. S-Wkom does Florence marry?
No. +Whdt becomes of the Russian
countess?
Nobody connected either directly or In
directly tUith 1.-THE Million Dollar Mys-
terry" 4oU be considered as a contestant.
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I'll Ella ON THE TOP FLOOR
~ RAINE crawled from his uncomfort-
* able hiding place. His clothes were
soiled and damp, his hat gone. By
American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1914-01-03

ess threw my hussar jacket over my
shoulders and buttoned IT, II congrat-
luate you on your convalescence," she
said. In low voice. Lean on me,
monsieur"
BY head swan; hips and knees were
without strength; she aided me down
the stairway and out into the pale
sunshine, where stood the same mud
splashed, rusty vehicle which had
brought US hither from La Trappe.
AS l stood beside the carriage, won
derlng how ! was going to get In,
felt an arm clip under my neck and
another slide gently under my knees,
and Buckhurst lifted me.
The Countess stepped into the car
riage and took her place beside me;
Buckhust followed. seating himself
opposite us, and the Alsatlan driver
mounted to the box.
"Your safe-conduct carries you to
the French outposts at Sayerne," said
the provost dryly. III there are no
longer French outposts at Saverne, you
may demand wise for your pass and
continue south to Strasbourg."
Buckhurst half turned towards the
driver. "Allez," he said, quietly, and
the two gaunt horses moved on.
rs there a railroad at Sayerne?"
asked
you win take n train at Stras.
bourg," replied Buckhurst.
And then? Are we going direct to
PARISH"
Madame de Vassart de.res to 20
there" he said, glancing at her with
sort of sneaking Difference which
he now assumed In her presence.
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sYNoPsls.

CHAPTER I--Scarlett. an American
French Imperial Police at the outbreak
OF the Franco Prussian war. Is ordered to
arrest John Buckhurst, leader OF the
Communists, who Ia suspected of having
stolen tho French crown Jewels. Whilo
searching for Buckhurst Scarlet Is or
dered to arrest Countess de Vassart and
her group of socialists and escort them
to the Belgian border.
CHAPTER II-Scarlett finds Sylvia
Elven Of tho Odeon disguised az a peas
ant and carries her TO La Trappe, where
the ooantess and her friends are assem-
hied-
CHATTER HAL are arrested. Tho
countess saves Scarlet from fatal fall
from the roof OF the house. He denounces
Buckhurst as the leader Of the Reds and
the countess conducts him TO where Buck
hurst Is secretcd.
CHAPTER Waterman Uhlans descend
on the place and Buckhurst escapes dur
ing the melee. Scarlet is wounded
CHAPTER Vile RECEIVERS conscious,
ness In the countess homo at Morsbronn.
where he In cared for by tho countess.
fierce battle Is fought In the streets
between French and Prussian soldiers.
CHAPTER vI-Buckhurst processes res
pentence and returns the crown Jewels 10
Scarlet. He declares he will give himself
up to the authorities. Scarlet doubts his
sincerity. Buckhurst urges the countess
to 20 to Paradise.
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phur Hair Remedy for about soc a
bottle. 1t is very popular because no
body can discover II has been applied
your hair, taking small strand at a
time; by morning the gray hair dis
appears. but what delights the ladies
with Wyeth's Sage and Sulphuris that
besides beautifully darkening the hair
after few applications, It also pro
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1T is true" said the Countess. turn
ing to me. Il wish to rest for little
while before ! go to Point Paradise.
/ am curiously tired of poverty, Mon
sieur Scarlett," she added, and held
out her shabby gloves with gesture
OF despair; II am reduced to very
Iittle-I have scarcely anything left.
+. and am weak enough to long
FOR the scent of the winter violets on
the boulevards."
Confined next week.
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And our chance is here.

And our chance is here.
THE time is coming when the rich
est city In Europe will be put to the
sack. You don't believe III Yet you
shall live TO see Paris .besieged, and
you shall live to see Paris surrender
and you shall live to see the Interna.
tionale rise up from nowhere, seize the
government by the throat, and choke
II to death under the red flag of uni
versal--aheml license"-the
faintest sncer came into his pallld face
and every city OF France shall be
commune. and we shall pass from
city to city. leisureIy. under the law
our laws, which we viii make and
pity the man among us who cannot
place his millions in the banks of Eng
land and America!"
lie leaned forward In his chair. idly
twisting his crumpled bit OF paper in
one hand
Il am not fool enough to believ.
that our reign will last" he said. ut
may last a month. two months. per
haps three. Then we leaders viii be
at one another's throats---and the
game IL up! It's always so-mob rule
can't last--it never has lasted and
never viii. But the prudent man will
make hay before the brief sunshine
Is ended: expect to economic a
little, and set aside en3ugh-well,
enough to make 1t pay. you see"
Hes bound to get to Paradise.
Why?" | wondered, and said, aloud.
What do you want of met"
Il want immunity from the secret
police. Mr.. Scarlet"
There is one thing I want to ask
YOU" said l. why do you desire to
20 to Paradise?"
Well" he said, slowly. II shall moi
tell you"
"Why not?" I demanded.
but I'll say this" he continued
II want YOU TO come to Paradise Will
nue. and that fool OF a woman. wan
you to report to your government thai
you are watching the house In Para
disc. and that you are hoping to catcl
me there"
you refuse to tell me why you wlsl
to stay at the house In Paradise?"
Eyes, refuse. And. by
the.way. the Countess IL to think tina
I have presented myself In Paris an,
that the government has pardone'
me-"
He rose and walked to the window
at the same moment heard the soun'
OF wheels below.
~ believe. that is our .rriage. h'
said. Are you ready TO start, W
Scarlett?" M
Us the Countess de Vassart to g
with us?" asked. trying to find rea
son for these events which were sue
, ceedlng one another too quickly to sui
mo.
He gave me an absent.minded nod
q moment later the Countess entered
Buckhurst aided me to rise. the Count
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AMERICAN FORK LOCALS

William Stoneman. merchant OF
Salt Lake City. spent New Years day
here guest OF Mr.. and Mrs. W. b.
Smith.
Miss Arilida Older of Shelley. Idaho
was the guest of Miss Florence Chad
wick last week
Mrs. Mary Robinson. OF Basalt, Ida
no, Is here for few days visit with
her sister. Mrs. John Chadwick.
Mr.. Alma Robinson is here for q
few days visit with friends and rela-
tives.
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And In accordance with law and an
order Of the Board of Directors made
on the Goth day of November, 1913,
80 many shares OF each parcel of
stock as may be necessary will be
sold at the Office of the company
Lehl Drug Store. Lehi, Utah, on the
2Gth day Of January, 1914, at 2 p. m.
to pay the delinquent assessment
thereon together with cost OF adver-
Using and expense Of sale.
f. r. HEIDENREICH, Secretary.
3-2t.
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Wanted PLAIN sewing to do. Mr.
Josephine Draper. 3t-12-2
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Comb Sage Tea In
Hair TO Darker Il
It's Grandmothre's Recipe to Keep
Her Locks Dark, Glossy, Thick.

The old-time mixture or Sage Tea
and Sulphur for darkening gray.
mothers treatment. and folks are
again using It to keep their hair a
good. even color. which is quite sens
ible. as we are living In an age when
a youthful appearance is OF the great
est advantage.
Nowadays, though, we don't have
the troublesome task OF gathering the
sage and the musing mixture at home.
All drug stores sell the ready-to-use
product called "Wyeth's Sage and Sui