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St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1915-02-24

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The Spectator., 1915-11-12
SECOND INSTALLMENT
CHAPTER VI.

Count Frederick.
 Kitty Gray turned suddenly to the man seated beside her in the motor, bending upon him steady gaze.
 ''Who are your" asked she. Why did you follow me?"
 The swathed figure suddenly strengthened. "Whatever I am-what- ever you may think me. do not believe me incapable of gratitude to yourself" What is your name?"
 ''They call me Roleau, made moiselle."
 Kitty Gray turned yet more closely to him, gazed straight into his eyes. Then why not enlist with me? Surely we have a common cause. We have a common enemy. Would 1t be wrong did you and I league against him?"
 You ask me- then"
 "To be my friend. my ally"
 Surely I owe him no allegiance further!" exclaimed Roleau bitterly.
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Copyright. 1915. by Wright A. Pattersou)

at her, his strong fingers turned the key in the lock, removed it, thrust it into his pocket
 "Mademoiselle," he said calmly, you say you came on business. Very we'll, let us talk business. We know something of the history of certain broken coin. Very good. You have half of 1t. We will say I have the other. Give me your half the coin, and will let you go. Refuse, and I'll never let you go.'
 T will do nothing under compulsion from you or any other man." said Kitty Gray stoutly. T offer you fair price for your half of the coin."
 You will not give it to me?"
 "No! No!"
 A loud pounding on the door inter rupted them at this moment. ''It is Roleau." smiled the count. T will have him whipped.
 The face of Kitty Gray had grown like marble. Suddenly, with one swift movement, she dashed her clenched hand with all her force into the face which bent toward her. A livid mark arose under the swift compact. The tall man staggered back. The next instant Kitty felt her wrist caught in an iron grasp. Struggling. she was forced backward She felt another hand grasp her wrist.
 The man Grahame, the counts valet had appeared mysteriously from the alcove adjoining.
 Give me the coin." insisted Count Frederick still. Tell me where may ave it-or by the Lord! you will rest long time to think this matter over.
 "Excellency!" calculated the man rahame suddenly. "On guard! He
 breaking in the door. Quick, excel. ncy,"
 And even as Roleau, by mighty cave burst in the door, Grahame and master hurried Kitty to the rear DOT of the alcove It made out upon dimly lighted hall.
 Roleau heard them pass, followed 'iftly as he could. But it was empty
 le purr of motor getting under ly reached his ears.
 50. then-we failed" said Roleau tterly.
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CHAPTER x.
Greek Meets Greek.


 Arrived at his own home. Count Frederick of Gretzhoffen found little pile of unopened letters waiting for him, and picked up one bearing the crest of Count Sachio of Grahoffen, a man he had known for many years and with whom, if truth be told, he had had certain plans which neither would have cared to have come into public knowledge. He tore open the envelope.
 "So, Sachio asks me to join him at little hunting party at his lodge in the forest beyond the neutral ground! believe I'll go. After all, it might not be bad thing to find out a little more about the condition of those two we left wonder in the desert. Yes, I'll ride back the very way just came"
 Mile after mile slipped ribbon-like beneath their speeding wheels. Soon they had left behind them almost all sights of the green commons and the fenced fields which lay under the walls of Gretzhoffen town. It was Grahame who first detected. far ahead, little dust cloud of advancing trav- elers. He called the attention of his master
 Glasses. Grahame-find what 1t is."
 Even the stolid Grahame gave .
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CHAPTER VIII.
Count Sachio of Grahoffen.


 At sunrise of the following morning Kitty awoke as suddenly as she had fallen asleep the night before.
 After her frugal breakfast with the old peasant folk-with whom she could hold no conversation whatever-she set out for the bedside of the faithful attendant who had been injured in her cause.
 "Roleau. good morning." she said. How goes it. then?"
 "ExceIlently, I am quite we'll. l find my wound not to be serious. I can travel"
 Better rest for yet time" said Kitty. Tt will be the best, medicine for you. As for myself, l purpose now to go out and spy out the land" She left him. making some excuse to her peasant hosts, passed out from the little cottage. She walked on stead fly, not i'll content after all, until just as she arrived at the edge of the for est she noticed advancing from its depths little party of horsemen. who were riding swiftly toward her on the trail.
 They came on at a gallop, foreign looking men. richly clad. dark of visage. equipped as though for the
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tims lying helpless in the sandy plain, they themselves made all speed possi- ble back to the capital. In spite of his regret at violence to a woman. ex- ultation sat on the dark features of Count Frederick
 Now, Grahame," he exclaimed, "at last we have it."
 "Excellency," rejoined the other, you have but half the coin. told you where the two pieces were where each was. One you have at last, and after some trouble. But the other is still in the possession of Michael the king He may not yield 1t easily"
 With ease or difficulty, he shall give 1t up" growled Count Frederick. We will take it from him If need be"
 And straightway to the Royal pal ace of Gretzhoffen they fared on, fast as might be. There was no difficulty in securing admission, for Count Frederick was well known at the pal ace. almost as the king himself.
 King Michael II looked with cer- tain disapproval upon Count Fred erick's dusty clothes.
 T ask your majesty's pardon, but have had no time to arrange myself in proper courtesy. My errand is UT gent. But I fancy you cannot guess it?"
 Not in the least It could not be that you wish to ask me again what you asked me the last time you came here-about the broken coin!"
 Yes, 1t was precisely that"
 "Why. them"
 Your majesty has promised me some little thing in reward for cer- tain service which I was able to ren- to remind of that-but suddenly there came up need for some little trinket some jewel-some oddity. Your majesty, wish it for a lady. and my jeweler told me he could make of this broken coin"
 There is a woman in it?" The puffy eyes of the king showed inter est now.
 gro be sure-there is always a woman"
 Why not then a pearl. a sapphire. a diamond perhaps? Take as you like" He waved an indifferent, pudgy hand toward cabinet. Michael the Second keeps all his promises"
 But why not the coin, your maj esty?"
 You persist? So do l. I suggest that for lady-and you say there is a lady-you make some gift more fit ting. I have explained to you that the coin is not presently at hand. But as I said. help yourself to something that is better"
 Count Frederick was a man of wit quick enough to see that here was no time to force an argument. Defeated once more, he even accepted his de feat. He stepped now to the little drawer which the king pulled open for him. and selected very modest little ring. which carelessly he dropped into his own pocket.
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CHAPTER VII.
In the Desert.


 convinced against her will, as she
 rried along in the grasp of the two
 werful men. that compliance would serve her purpose better than resist ance. Kitty Gray took her place on the seat of the motor car.
 More and more admire you" said the man at her side, as the motor swung into its speed. What wom- an you are! If you would but give me time"
 You shall have all the time you ask, Monsieur le Comte,'
 "Still. ponder as to your motive in all this. It cannot be money"
 Indeed it is money-in part"
 How much. mademoiselle?"
 "A years salary-I have got much at stake. on my word. Twelve hun dred dollars. Monster le Comte. It is fortune for me-"
 Count Frederick flung himself back upon the cushions and laughed long and loud. Twelve hundred dollars!" said he. Twelve hundred dollars in whole year. in an entire year? My dear, give me the half coin you have upon you.l and I promise you shall have twelve thousand dollars to spend as you like each and every day of your life, as long as you live. Come now, is it trade? You said you came to talk business
 For the first time now Kitty looked about her, scarce having realized how long their journey had been. So great had been their speed that by this time they had cleared the city walls of Gretzhoffen and passed the titled farmlands of the villages. It was what was known locally as the desert-a neutral ground, not titled and incapable of successful tillage, which lay between the two kingdoms of Gretzhoffen on the east and Grahof- fen on the west.
 Whether 1t was the heat of the sun which had expanded the air in the mo- tor tires, or whether there was some sharp stone under the wheel. there was no time to determine; yet sudden ly, with the usual rifielike report, there was an explosion of the tire. The car was practically helpless.
 Kitty looked about her vaguely. fearfully, but as she bent from the open window she heard in the dis tance the chug of another motor. driv- en rapidly, thrown wide open and coming forward at great speed. Quick! Grahame," the count de. handed. "This is your work. She has 1t on her person. You must-yes. you must take it at once"
 As he laid hand upon her, all the hot indignation of Kitty's soul famed up. She battled as best she might She defeated the man in his purpose of snatching at the string which he saw suspended about her neck. His suspicious were we'll founded. for once more Kitty had concealed her portion of the coin in a little bag which she carried thus. Baiiled. and knowing that he had small time to finish his work. Grahame at length raised das- tardly hand and struck the girl in the
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him. Had met this gentleman" he nodded toward Landozi, with whose identity he was we'll enough acquaint- ed, perhaps I might have needed greater argument"
 All is we'll that ends we'll, my good Sachio!" exclaimed Count Frederick. Be my guest instead of my host. Ride with me now to my own home and at another day l will return with you to your hunting lodge"
 You know this lady?" asked Sachio aside, nodding towards Kitty.
 "But slightly" rejoined Count Fred erick. And you?"
 But slightly" smiled Sachio. and he told no more. {.
 "Who is she?" asked the captain Of the troop, sotto voce. Of Roleau.
 T tell you all, my friends" answered that sturdy soul. "She is highness from abroad. an excellency. Take no liberties here. She goes to the palace -she is to meet the king"
 lTo BE coNTINuED,)
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face. She fell, stunned. at his feet.

face. She fell, stunned, at his feet
 You rufiian, what have you done!" exclaimed his master, as with thin smile Grahame held up the chamois bag.
 But Count Frederick ripped it open, took from 1t what he saw, and thrust 1t into his pocket. Even as this hap pened, the pursuing car was closing in upon them. It was Roleau who sprang from the seat and hastened forward, revolver in hand. As he did so a weapon cracked from the car of Count Frederick, and Roleau, stum- bling. fell forward and lay still.
 Come Grahame-quick" An in stant later they had taken possession of the motor impressed by Roleau.
 How long she remained senseless. she herself scarcely knew. but when Kitty stirred, raised her head she saw lying close beside her the figure friend her.
 Kitty suddenly raised her hand to her neck The cord was gone. The
 packet was missing.
 When after a time she ceased in 8
 useless effort to lug the heavy body
 of Roleau into the shelter of the car, she turned to gaze about her She paused, her gaze arrested. Yes, a little caravan, apparently from some
 far of land, and journeying hither frankly enough across the neutral ground between these two little king doms.
 The apparent leader of this little caravan was reticent, dark-bearded man. He advanced now quietly to- ward the young woman. The lady is in distress? There has been trouble here-robbers, bandits your man has been killed, perhaps. Yes. there are many such in this land. between the two kingdoms. There is no law here, mademoiselle. I cross as you see. with my own men armed.
 l am. if you please. a merchant of | Grahoffen. Sometimes I do a little
 merchandising between the two king doms"
 He pointed to the coat of arms on the door of the disabled car. "The Count Frederick of Gretzhoffen has been here."
 Aye, the Count Frederick! It was he who left us here" He made a gesture now to his at- tendants. and as some of them lifted the limp form of Roleau, he himself
 assisted Kitty to mound. A few mo- ments later and the strange process sion was again on it's way. "Mademoiselle," said the leader at length, as he drew up alongside, "I | must continue on into my own coun- try. We are near the edge of 1t here. At the little stream which lies just beyond there Is house of peasant it is but hovel and no fit place for you, that is true. But even so, that is better either for you or for your man."
 They advanced now little distance farther. until within full sight of the peasants little hut, Radoz made signs
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ac -1uL Ques- tion. Roleau closed the door behind him and put a finger to his lips for silence.
 'They will listen." he whispered. Count Frederick receives his friends"
 Cautiously. silently, Kitty sat or at times walked about the room, taking stock of the surroundings. Count Frederick entered
 "Mademoiselle! I am charmed. So you remember me!'
 You may say as much indeed" re- Joined Kitty Gray calmly. "I saw you in the carriage this morning"
 He turned now to Roleau. with no change in his countenance to indicate any recollection of the nature of their last meeting. You may retire to the next room" said he, dismissing him with a wave of the hand.
 Do not in the least misunderstood me, Monsieur le Comte," said she lightly. My business is very simple. have a proposition to make to you, a business proposition"
 But l am not business man." mocked the smiling antagonist who faced her. He came yet half step closer.
 Are you so sure?" exclaimed she suddenly. ."Is there no business in which also am definitely concerned? Then why did you send a messenger to follow me in my own country, to ransack my apartments there, to vio- late my privacy even on the steamer?"
 "My man served me but ill-if I may admit part of what you say mademoiselle."
 That is why I am here-and in his company Yes. know your messen- ger as I know you. Come. let us req son together over this. Monsieur le Comte. Shall it be business or war between us?"
 The sheer audacity of this speech for one moment daunted Count Fred erick. The next he broke into roar of laughter and flung himself into chair. "Admirable!" said he.
 She started away from him, moving toward the door. "I came. Monsieur le Comte," said she boldly. ito ask you what price for the half coin which you seek to hold. Suppose, for in- stance. that Gretzhoffen loan were executed for you finally in New York would that influence you at all? Come now. let us reason"
 T am beyond reason: I care little for the sordid side. value not so much money as what money brings. It could bring me no more than what fortune has brought me at no cost, this norning--this very hour
 '.Roleau!" cried Kitty suddenly. "A moi Au secours Vitei"
 'sYou waste breath laughed Count Frederick He cannot come"
 Kitty made one swift dart toward the door Sac was too late. The relertless face of her opponent smiled
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SYNOPSIS.

Kitty Gray. newspaper woman. finds in a curio shop half of broken coin, the 1nutilated inscription on which arouses her curiosity and leads her, at the order of her managing editor. to go to the prin- cipality of Gretzhoffen to piece out the story suggested by the inscription. She is followed, and on arrival in GretzhofYen her adventures while chasing the secret of the broken coin begin.
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CHAPTER TX.
kina Michael II,

King MIchdeI IT. When Count Frederick and his ac- complice Grahame left their two vic
The Washington herald., 1915-01-24
CoH4ures, Colors, and
Other Fashion Details

So definitely has the change in the
fashionable silhouette come about
that hoops and crinolines no longer
seem a strange fancy They seem al
most logical conclusion OF the fash
ions OF today. 1t is to be hoped that
;tey will not succeed the softly far
ing, full skirt women will wear next
spring and summer. Probability is
against them. A soft, full skirt is all
very we'll in present-day existence.
A stiff one is almost inconccivable
in our days OF taxicabs, motor
busses. trolley cars, subways, depart
ment-store elevators and other civil
lized public conveyances designed
for women slimly clad.
The big skirt is the feature OF pres
ent fashions that is emphasized. But
it is not the only feature Of import
ance. Nowadays a fashion is not
made by the modification OF single
feature of dress. Everything, from
the tip OF the boot to the crown or
the hat, changes in accordance with
the general trend OF fashions. So
this year, when the change is radical
in the skirt, the minor changes are
even more numerous than usual
To be sure. the fashion world is
still waiting for the Paris openings
But those who have riskcd the incon-
veniences and possible dangers OF
travelling in France in war time have
brought back reports OF Paris ten
denotes, and have brought back
clothes that show the lines on which
Paris is working out the models she
will show in few weeks. SO the sur
misses of the moment will probably
be borne out by the certainty OF the
near future.
One Of the drcssmakers in New
York who is most loyal in these days
to the Paris traditions who con-
tends that Paris is and always will
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remain the logical fashion center OF
the world, and who considers it a
duty OF wider appeal than patriotism
to uphold Paris in her troubles
firm in the belief that the next few
months will bring forth a decided
tendency to fitted bodices.
The new models she has brought
from Paris recently have a waistline
appreciably smaller than that of last
summer. And these models point
the way to what is coming.
SO much for the tendency to fit the
bodice rather snugly. Its length is
not so easily prognosticated. There
are some frocks with long, pointed
bodices But there are more with
the Empire waistline. This short
waist is decidedly attractive with the
full, soft skirt OF the moment. 1t
eliminates stiffness from the silhou-
ette-and stiffness is a thing to be
dreaded, and a thing to be feared in
a big-skirted, tight-bodiced era.
The collar is another puzzling feat
urc. Empire waistlines suggest an
opcn-nccked bodice Hoops suggest
the modest, low collar standing
straight up around the neck. And
in fact we have collars Of every de-
gree and kind at hand.
There is the high, chokcr collar
Sometimes it is OF fur, sometimes it
is OF satin-a wide, crushed satin col
lar that actually swathcS the neck.
The v-shapcd open neck is still in
force. 1t is too pretty to discard.
Some OF the newer lingerie frocks
for Southern wear show this line out
lined with a soft muslin hchu. Then
there is the military collar, a high,
turned-down collar, sometimes reach
ing quite together in the front, some
times only across the back OF the
neck, assuming many names accord
ing to its size and shape. There is,
too, the standing collar, moderately
high but unstiffencd, that is fastened
in front. On some OF the lingerie
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, blouses made of embroidered hand
kerchief linen and lace, there is a reg.
ulaltion wired high standing collar.
The faring collar built on Mcdici
lines is still in vogue-and is so be-
coming to many types that it will not
be discarded without much protest.
The collar question seems to re-
solve itself to a matter of taste. 1t
is possible, now, to wear the sort of
collar that is becoming, within Ger
tain limit. and still be within the
bounds set by fashion.
The neat, high coiffure is still the
rule.
1t is becoming to some types Of
face. AS it has been modified from
its original type it is far more gen
eraly becoming than it was when it
was introduced from Paris last sum-
mer. Then its very neatness made it
too harsh for many lovely American
faces. Now, with a few Softening
locks about the cars and few
strands pulled little over the brows,
this mode of arranging the hair is far
more acceptable than it was.
Now, too, women have learned to
soften or modify the new coiffure-
no longer new, of course, for it viii
probably be succeeded soon by some
other coiffure-by various forms OF
decoration. Most usual is the band
straight about the head, over the
brows. Often this band is simply
length OF silver or gold ribbon, knot
ted firmly and neatly at one side.
Sometimes it is a jcwelcd band, set
with many stones. Sometimes, too,
it is the basis for feather ornaments
1t is becoming, and it is quite simp
ly arranged ornament.
CoIors TO Wear.
Every event and almost every
place in the world, is honored with
color namcsake. Alice blue, Nell
rose, khaki color, cadet and navy
blue, Turkey red and Nile grcen-all
these colors are typical OF mans way
of identifying the shades of color
that enter into daily life. AS one
might expect, the war has brought
forth many new names for old COL
ors-and some new shades.
Still in the lead is blue. Navy blue
is used in the new Paris models.
Then there is lovely shade named
for the great French commando
yoffrc blue. Belgian blue and tor
pedo-boat blue are two other shades
of warlikc names. Midnight blue and
various light shades arc still fashion
able. Sand and putty, kahki, tan, and
mustard arc all much used, and Gin
namon and chocolate brown, too, are
still prominent Gray has come to
the forc-and battleship gray is the
name applied to the most popular
shade. Rose, pink. and peach are
also much used. Lilac and violet,
too, especially in combination with |
blue in changeablc silks, also bid fair
to find wide favor in the coming
spring.
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1915-12-10
.hUentor of High
Explosives Killed
In Munitions Plot

NEW YORK. Dec. 1O.-Robert s.
Waddell. inventor and developer of
high explosives. was killed six
months ago in an explosion which
destroyed the works Of the United
States Safety Powder Co. near
Louisville. He was the victim OF a
munitions plot. according TO dis
closures made Thursday.
The killing of Wadden came upon
the eve of a successful proof OF a
new high explosive which he had
obtained a contract TO produce for
an English syndicate representing
the allies
Four secret formulas for WaddeWs
great discovery were saved. They
are in possession of his son, William