The Washington times., 1915-05-17

Yours. with sincere interest. B.
To this Prof. st.lliter answered.:
Dear Barclay:
She only has to believe that she
comes from heaven. II she can be
made to believe that, are you salts
That night the two men met by ap-
occasionally going into detail, Prof.
stilliter talked rapidly for almost two
hours without stopping. till the sweat
stood on his brow and his voice be-
these words: And for a few Of us.
as mere side issue, there's billions
Gordon Barclay remained for long
time in profound thought,
There Is. as you say he said At
last. billions In It. Yet II was sure
that we could mako 1t happen-!rea!ly
make everybody contented and not
poor. Ia be content to give up every
thing h,nsv ! have already and could die
so would L" exclaimed sdlliter
Woi,i,I?, WHrld h?.ppieg, Nn;,. and myself with it
Barclay shook his heavy shoulders.
lifted his leonesque head, and smiled.
'Of course" he said, II was dream
Ing. l believe the thing can be done.
And without any sacrifice whatever.
either spiritual or material"
1T will take a long time"
Il understand that. You have to
teach her almost from the beginning"
II don't teach her exactly. I make
Have you a child in view1"
Now that you're with me. I shall
soon find one
What are the chances against us7"
"Only these: That before we bring
arc dead. or I am. or the revolution
has already come. and born differ
ent and better fruit for US all"
Prot Miles stilliter was never idle.
except when he was asleep; On Ger.
Prof. stiiliter. having mislaid his
glasses, was unable to tell what time
It was. though he held his watch as
near to his eyeball as he could with
usual time for beg inning the day. for
at that moment his valet brought in
the morning papers. Prof. stilliter did
not read the papers word by word.
bvt column by column; II was aston;
energy and adroitness in young man
who resembled nothing so much as a
monstrous baby.
The following headline in the New
York American almost Immediately
caught his eye. and put an end to any
further search for news:
TRAGIC END OF A EUGENIC
ROMANCE"
Brilliant John Amesbury. who
married one OF Americas great
est beauties. killed by, trolley
car. Widow, prostrated by news.
not expected to recover"
A cut Of a beautiful young man and
a beautiful young woman lent to this
unusual item Of news tinge OF vital
tragedy.
Professor stilliter was out OF bed in
a twinkling of an eye. He bathed and
you think little Of the way nre
engine horse Is harnessed.
Swift as were all his motions, he
dwelled somewhat upon his breakfast.
that he chewed every mouthful exactly
the same number OF times.
The late John AmesbIry's house was
at Scarsdale. On the morning In
which this narrative opens number
of village boys were pulling of dog
bordered the narrow front lawn.
Tommy Barclay, aged twelve. hearing
this racket from afar and full OF tho
tragedy which had overtaken the kind
came up on dead run. His efforts to
interfere with the sport and to secure
peace and quiet for the sick woman
In the house were not met with ap-
proval, and indeed for moment 1t
looked as II the noise Of the dog fight
was going to be swelled by the noise
Of a boy hight. a dozen to one. Fortu-
nately for Tommy. the door. Of tho
house opened. and trained nurse.
with ions face like a horse and a
the front walk with an expression so
ominous and formidable that. without
o word spoken. the dogs were dragged
a part and the boys made on at high
speed Something In Tommy Tommys fSs face at. at
for Lipdar than she looked.
DO YOU want anything?" she said.
THE papers said" said Tommy,
that Mrs. Amesbury wouldn't get
Well" He said no more: but his
poignant question, The nurse laid
her hand suddenly on his brown
head, pattcd clumsily. shook her own
head Just the veriest tr!fie and hur-
ried back to the house.
A shadow fell upon Tommy. and
he found himself looking into this i'm
mense thick trimmed glasses OF Prof
stilliter. lntuitlvely the boy and the
man disliked each other. Prof. Still
liter would rather have asked almost
any other small boy II that was the
Amesbury house. Tommy would have
preferred to tell almost any other
man that II was. Prof Stilliter. his
question answered. moved energetic.
maid who answered the bell inquired
for the latest bulletin of Mrs. Ames
bury. He stepred forward as II tc
enter the house. and tho S~rvant
made the least show in the wtrd ot
shutting the door in his face. Prof
Stlliter turned reluctantly away anc
heard the closing OF the door.
At that moment a buggy. driver
furiously. stopped at the front gate
and thanks to his glasses. whicf
gave his helpless ewes an almos
hawk-like vision. Frof. stnliter rec
ogniZed DR.. WAINWRIGHT. an old ac
Quaintance. II not a friend.
Glad to see you" said Prof. Still
liter Are you in charge here?"
Yes" said DR.. Wainwright.
Then you can help me, As nohod,
else can. | never knew Amesbury
don't know his wife. AT as eu
genist was immensely interested II
their marriage. and I have a dee,
scientific interest In seeing the daugn