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Evening journal., 1919-12-16
rcARTUY NAY PAY GP SOON.

Having failed TO paw the arrears of
s52 30 on an order against him for the
snpport OF his wife and 1--WE children.
after being given four davs' IN which
to make the payment. Thomas Nc
Carihy was ordered to be locked mp
until the money Is paid by Deputy
Judge Finger IN Municipal Court this
morning
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HARDING'S HAT, TOO.
MAY GO INTO RING

WASHINGTON. Dec. &c UNITED Press
Announcement by Senator Harding.
Ohio. for his entrance into the contest
fer the Republican nomination for the
Presidency VIII be made within 81
hours. lt was learned today.
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srIInIEs ~, METHOns.

Frank p. Mitchell. religious work
secretary OF the Y. NJ C.. A., is in Bal
timore today. getting new ideas on
industrial and religious "Y'' work. Mr.
Mitchell will return TO Wilmington to-
morrow night.
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very faithful and devoted mother
| think there are many women
here his hunted and haggsrd look
rested upon me, who would be
glad to rid themselves of a lover
when Observation-Disclosures is
over"
"All women kill the thing they
love-" l smiled, and / had a dread
full feeling that my smile was like
the cruel and thin-lipped smile OF
the woman who had planned Paul
Dabney's death.
That was one of the most terrify-
ing consequences Of the nervous
shock l had suffered, that | had
quite often now this obsession, as
though the vixen were using me,
obsessing my body with her black
ened soul, as though gradually |
were becoming her instrument.
The smile left my shaken lips, and
saw a sort of reflection of it draw
Dabney's mouth stiffly across his
teeth. His pallor deepened. he
looked away and began to crumble
his bread with restless fingers.
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Tie Req Zddv ~6yIahhar1ne1S~AnBu1z

wanted to 90 back and tell him
everything, even my heart. / was
hesitating, ready to turn, when he
spoke. The voice, sharp and sting
ing as a lash, fell with a bite across
my heart.
Good night, sleep-walker," he
said.
My hand few to my breast be-
cause Of the pain he caused me.
He watched me narrowly. His pale
face was rigid with the guard he
kept upon some violent feeling. Ny
hurt turned to anger.
you suspect me of sinister
things, Paul Dabney," l said holly.
"You think that l prowl about Mrs.
Brane's house while she sleeps. in
search of something valuable, per-
haps," | laughed softly. Perhaps
you are right. l give you leave to
pursue your investigations, though
l can't say l consider you a very
ingenious detective"
He started and the color came in
a wave across his face. For some
reason the slight upon his amateur
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CHAPTER XI.
The Spider.

TN vain | tortured my wits; here
and there a word was compre-
hensible; | made out the num-
Der and fairly ground my teeth
Here was the key to the secret:
here was my chart, and | could not
decipher 81
folded up the paper with great
care. ripped oPen a seam of my
mattress, and folded the mystery in
By night would keep it there; by
day | would carry it about on my
body. Somehow, l would think out
a way to decipher it; would go to
New York and interview a priest
Of the Greek church. II necessary.
would bride him to secrecy. My
brain was full of plans, more or less
foolish and impossible.
At any rate. I reasoned that the
Ted-haired woman, not finding any
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with my innocence and my achieve
ment, and leave The Pines forever.
Ny ordeal was not so nearly over
as l hoped. There were further
tangles in the female spiders web.
1t makes me laugh now and blush
to think how. all me while, the
creature made her use OF me, how
the cat let the little mouse run
hither and thither in its futile &C
tiVity; no, not altogether futile;
did play an extraordinary role.
did that very afternoon save Paul
Dabney's life; | did hewilder the
queen spider and disturb and tear
her web; but. when all is said and
done, it was she who was mistress
Of The Pines that night.
did not light my gas, so splen-
did was the moon. but crouching
near my open window on the floor
l took out the paper and spread 1t
open upon my knee. It was COW
cred with close lines in the Russian
script.
The writing was so fine and deli
cate that to read it / should need
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put up no barriers between my
heart and his searching eyes. 1t
was so dusky there that he could
not read any of my secrets. l let
him search till at last he sighed
from the bottom of his soul, and let
my hands fall, passing his own
across his forehead with a pitiful
air of confusion and defeat.
ia belle dame sans merci has
thee in thrall," he murmured, and
we went up into the glimmering
twilight of the open spaces where
the swallows were still wheeling
high in search of the falling sun.
When we reached the house /
asked Paul Dabney timidly if he
did not think it best to change,
and not to alarm Mrs. Brane by
any sight of his condition. He
agreed with a wry sort of smile,
and went slowly up the stairs. |
saw that he held tight to the rail-
ing and that his feet dragged. He
was very near, indeed, to collapse;
the walk up the hill had been al.
most too much for him.
Nevertheless, he appeared at
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be as another kind of angel. When
/ was going down." he shivered all
over and glanced at the stream
whose surface was now as smooth
as it would have been had he sunk
beneath it, when | was going
down, and at the last of my
strength, was delirious, | suppose,
but had a sort Of vision. / thought
you stood there on the bank above
me and looked down with your mar
row face between its two wings of
red hair and Knocked me. Just as
| was settling down to death you
disappeared. And just a few mo-
ments later there you were again,
this time with the aura of a saint.
Miss Gale" and here he looked at
me with entire seriousness, drop
ping his tone of mockery, do you
believe in dual personalities
Really, Mr.. Dabney," l said, 81
don't think it's a very good time to
take up the subject"
He looked away from me, and
spoke low with an air of confusion.
You called me Paul when you
showed out that blessed board,
which has gone down in my place"
| paid no attention to this re-
mark, but stood up. Silently he.
too, rose and We laid a log across
the deadly opening of the bridge
and balanced carefully back to
safety. | could not think Of my
leap of a few minutes before with
out a feeling of deadly sickness.
You risked your life" muir
INJURED Paul Dabney; you risked
yeur life to save me-"
He stopped me as we climbed up
the hill. 1t was very dark there
among the trees. He took me by
the wrists, and, Janice Gale" he
SAID desperately, speaking through
his teeth, look up at me, for the
love Of God"
/ did look up, and he plunged his
eyes into mine as though he were
diving for a soul.
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detecting seemed to sting. | was
glad. | would have liked to strike
him to cause him physical pain. !
came in a sort of rush straight
over to him, and he drew warilY
back till he stood against the wall
his eyes narrowed upon me, his
head bent, as | have seen the eyes
and heads of men about to strike.
Listen to me-" | said, Il give
you fair warning. This afternoon
| saved your life at the risk of nv
own. l may not be able to do that
again. l advise" here l threw all
the contempt possible into my
voice. 81 advise you to keep out of
this, to stay in your room and loci;
your door at night. Don't smile.
1t is a very serious warning. Good
night, dreamer, and-lover without
faith"
At this he put his hand to his
eyes. and | left him standing with
this gesture of ashamed defeat.
1t was a night of full and splendid
moon. My, room was as white as
the calyx of a lily, so white that
its very radiance made sleep i'm
possible. Besides, was excitei
by my battle with Paul Dabney and
by the thought Of that paper in nv
dress. God willing, now the strug.
gle would soon be over. If | lived
through the next twenty-fOur hours
| would find the treasure. capture
the thieves, confront Paul Dabney
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Henry passed through, and We
followed him into the drawing
room. where coffee was always
served. When Paul Dabney had
first come into the dining room |
had glanced shrewdly at Henry.
The Jaw behind the whiskers had
dropped. the eyes had blinked, their
discretion was perfectly restored.
But | felt a threatening sort of
gloom emanate from the man
toward me, and | realized that my
position was doubly dangerous.
There was a spirit of mutiny in my
supposed accomplices.
| trusted my double, however, to
control the pair. Their fear Of her
was doubtless greater than their
dread of detection. and Henry prob
ably was relieved of some portion
of his fears by the nOn-appearance
of the Hovey, whom Sara had so
befouled with epithets, and whom
she evidently so greatly feared.
Mrs. Brane excused herself early,
and |, too, rose shortly after she
had left the room. ! moved slowly
toward the door. Paul Dabney
stood by the high mantel, one hand
in his pocket, the other resting on
the shelf, his head a little bent.
looking sOmbrely at me from under
his handsome brows. He looked
very slim and young.
The thought of his loneliness, of
his danger, so much greater than
he suspected, smote my heart. /
1
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Synopsis of Preceding Chapters.

MYSTERIOUS message thrust into her hand on New York
street leads the position of housekeeper
at Mrs Southern home, The Pines She
which the sight OF her flaming gold req
hair exces in little Robbie The household is aroused al
nightly of terror at edhaired woman
edge because of noises ant other
make the servants think the house haunted soon
Dabney to examine the late
Mr. Branes Russian library Robbie dies night in tit OF
terror cutching of redgod hair Dabney
rags the boys bedside and coronts her
with what he of her response
biy But his cruel suspicious cannot shake
the Dabney Mrs Brane contdes TO
husband left great wealth but that she does not
know hidden. the library late night Janice is
startled apparion who her exact double
With work she determines to out
wit whatever vlainy plot to kill Dabney
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his chair, his hand i'm his pocket
as he laughed and talked. His
eyes held, beneath their bright in
nocent surface, rather a harried,
haunted look.
But he was very entertaining, so
much so that his pallOr, the little
choking cough that bothered him,
and my own condition of limp reac-
tion to the desperate excitement
of the afternoon passed entirely
unnoticed by Mrs. Brane. Her bet
ter spirits of the morning had re-
turned in force. She was very glad
to see Paul Dabney, so glad that
suffered a twinge of heart
oh" she laughed, but it's good
to have a man IN the house.
Shakesp are is right, you know,
when he says, a woman naturally
born to fears.
dOnt Jnlnh nc was TlSnJ at
ALL" Paul Dabney took her up. 81
believe that the man is naturally
the more fearful animal Shake
speare ought to have said, A wo-
man naturally feigning fear I'm
with the modern poet: The female
Of the species is more deadly than
the male Take the lady spider,
for instance"
What does the lady spider do?'
asked Mrs. Brane.
"She devours her lover while she
is still in his embrace"
How horFible!"
Horrible, but the creature is 4
Copyright. 1919. h
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a stronger light. l rose, drew my
shade and lit the gas. Again /
spread out the paper, then gave a
little exclamation of dismay. 1t
was the Russian script. perfectly
Iegible to me, but, alas. the Ian
guage was not that of modern Rus
sian speech. 1t was the old Sla-
vonic language of the church.
The paper was as much a mys-
terry to me as though it were still
hidden in the bookcase.
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hours in order to give one OF her
accomplices a chance to search the
bookcase.
had no scruples about playing
eavesdropper. took on my shoes
and hurried noiselessly down the
stairs. stole to a shattered win
dow in the dining room, and, inch
by inch, with infinite caution, |
raised the sash. | was 50 near to
the arbor that a hand stretched out
at the full length of it's arm could
touch the hOneysuckle vines.
stood there and strained my ears.
The woman was speaking so low
that it was but a gentle thread Of
voice. 1t was extraordinarily young
and sweet, the tone-sweeter than
my voice, though astoniShingly like
it,
Why did l save you, Paul Dab
ney?" she was murmuring. Cant
you guess? Now. can't you guess %
There came the sound OF a soft,
lOng-drawn, dreadful kiss. | burned
with shame from head to foot.
You devil-you she-devil," said
Paul Dabney in low, hot speech;
you can kiss"
l could bear no more. She must
be in his arms. What was the rea-
son for this deViltry, this profana-
tion Of my innocence and youth,
this desecratiOn of my name?
| hated and loathed Paul Dabney
CORtiHUef on Page 10.
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He opened his eyes and looked
up at me with an expression OF
grave establishment. l knew that
he had not expected me to be such
a serious criminal as to make this
deliberate attempt on his life, and
yet / was sure, as his large, gray
eyes searched me, that he was de-
liberating the possibility. He sat
up presently, and taking my hand
kerchief he wiped off his face and
hair and hands.
1.-THE rest is hopeless" he said.
"The other man." l asked him.
shudderingly, my eyes fixed on the
smooth and oily water.
He looked at me with a puzzled
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val Of the treasure and give ~
perilous mission, or she would
'pect me whom she had found
;e at night before the book
slves. In this case I was, Of
Irse, both In greater danger and
o providentially protected. Al
st, she would not Hi me- till she
! got that paper out of my pos
sion.
Ny problem was, first to ind the
'aning Of my valuable chart,
IN to put it In her way, and,
Iile she sndeayored to get .
could not believe her
possess a knowledge Of Occle-
.stical Russian-it was my part
rife the hoard and to set the
lice on her track.
When I had the meaning Of the
per I would send word 10 the
lice at Pine Cone. TIL then I
uld play the game alone. So did
vanity and wounded feelings
lead me on, and 50 very
. nearly to my own destruction.
After | had finished sewing
up my mattress-seam. ! put
out my light and went 10
stand near my window. IN
consciously affected by my
fears, ! kept close to the
long. dark curtain, and stood
still, looking down at the
silVered garden paths. the
green-gray lines Of the box.
the towering fountain.ike
masses Of the trees, waving
their spray Of shadow tracery
across the turf.
l stood there . long time
brooding over my plans, It
must have been an hour, BE-
fore I saw a figure come out
into the garden. It was Paul
Dabney, He was walking
quietly TO and fro. smoking
and whistling softly. could
hear the gravel crunch be-
meath his feet
All at once he stopped
short and threw up his head
as though at a signal. He
tossed away his cigarette.
He started at the aTbor. the
one where poor Mary used
to watch her little charge at
play, and then, as though he
were drawn against his will,
he went slowly toward it,
hesitated, bent his head a lit
tie and stepped in. ! hearI
the low murmur of his voice.
/ thought that Mrs. Brane
was in the arbor, and my
heart grew sick with jeaI-
ousy.
was about to drag myself
away from the window when
another figure came out Of
the arbor and stood for an
instant in the bright moon.
light looking straight up to
my window. I grew cold.
stood there holding my
breath. l heard a little, low,
musical, wicked laugh. The
creature my own cloak
dropping from her shoulders
turned and went back into
. the shelter Of the vines.
What was she about to do
to Paul, the blind fool to sit
there with that horrible
thing and to fancy that he sat
with me? Having failed In
her attempt to drown him,
she was now beguiling him
out Of the house for a few
rs in order to give one Of her
,mplices a chance to search the
cease.
had no scruples about playing
,sdrOpper. l took on my shoes
hurried noiselessly down the
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CHAPTER X.
The Swamp.

OF1AE En- ~
The Swamp.
p HAVE always loved pine trees
since that desperate after
1 noon, for the very practical
reason that the needles prevent the
growth of underbrush. My skirts
were left free and my feet had
their full opportunity for speed
and l needed every ounce OF
strength and breath.
Before l came to the top of the
last steep slope that plunged down
TO the stream l heard a hoarse
choking cry, that terrible cry for
Help! Help! Help" It was so weak
and hollow that l could not
recognize it for Paul Dab
news. l did not dare to an
swer it, such was my dread
of being stopped by some
murderess lurking in the
gnarled and stunted trees.
But I fairly hurled myself
down the path.
There was the bridge. l
saw that a great gap yawned
in the middle OF il. I hur-
ried to the edge. Down be-
low me in the gray, rotten
smelling shadows a desper-
ate white face. Paul Dab
ney's straining eyes under
his mud-streaked hair looked
I'D at me, and the faint hope
in them went out.
"You again!" he gasped
painfully. you've come back
to see the end" He smiled
a twisted, ironicaI smile. If
could get my hand out Of
this internal grave I'd let you wrap
some of that hair of yours around
my fingers. That's your trace
mark, isn't it? Did you come back
for that?"
He sunk an inch lower, his chin
had gone under. He lifted it out,
bearded with filthy mud, and leaned
back as though against a pillow,
closing his eyes. He had given up
hope.
All this, of course, took but a
moment of time. had been look
ing about, searching the place for
help. Near the edge of the hor-
rible. sluggish stream lay a board.
left there by Henry after his devil
ish work, or else fallen when Paul
Dabney had broken through. 1t
lay on the further bank.
| stood up, measured the distance
Of the break in the bridge, and,
going back a few PAGES. ran and
jumped across. 1t was a good
jump. | hardly looked to see, how
ever. but hurried down the oppo-
site bank and showed the board
L,ward Paul Dabney. Only his face
now glimmered like a death-mask
on the SURFACE of the mud.
Paul" I cried desperately, ur-
gently. commandingly. Pull out
your arm. have come to save
you"
His eyes opened. He stared at
me. Then life seemed to come
back to his face. He made a fran
tic. choking, gasping struggle;
once he went altogether down,
then with a sucking sound his arm
came up, the fingers closed on my
board.
I caught his poor, cold, Shiny
hand. | pulled with all my strength.
His grip was like a CONFUSION
Inch by inch l dragged him toward
the bank.
The stream surrendered its vic
tim with a sort of sticky sob. and
he lay there on the ground beside
me. Hfeless as a log, hardly to be
recognized as a human being, so
daubed and drenched was he with
the black ooze that had so nearly
been his death.
Ny attempts to restore him were
soon successful, for it was exhaus-
ton. not suffocation, that had made
him faint. He had taken very little
Of the mud into his mouth, but
struggling there in the bottomless,
horrible slough for nearly half an
hour had taxed his strength to the
last gasp.
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GREAT Britain Rights Reserv II.
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Copyright, 1919. by Star Company.
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Continued on Page 10.
South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-01-12

will be decided at the peace conference.
The surrendered territory produced IS
per cent Of Germany's mineral wealth %
per cent Of her manufactures and 10 per
cent of her agriculture.
Proceeding from the frontier OF The
Netherlands as the river ascends 10 swift
erland there are the Rhine Province OF
Prussia (Rheinprovinz). Rhenish Hesse
CRheinhessen), belonging TO the Grand
Duchy Of Hesse: the Principally of Birk-
enfield, belonging TO the Grand Duchy OF
Oldenburg on the Baltic but entirely sur.
rounded by Prussia; the Rhenish Pala-
innate, formerly part OF the Kingdom Of
Bavaria, but separated from it during the
Napoleonic wars, and finally Lorraine and
Alsace known under German domination
since 1871 as the Reichsland OF Elsass.
Lothringen.
The northern part OF the Prussian prov
ince includes the great system OF military
railways which Germany built in prepare
ton for the war from 1909 to 1913. extend
ing from the great traffic and manufactur
ing centres Of the Rhenish Province
Cologne, AK Ia Chapelle, Andernsch and
utzelCoblenz-to within an hours drive
Of the Belgian and Luxembourg frontiers
Here were quietly modified in the first
DAYS OF August 1914, the Seventh, Ninth.
Tenth. Third Second and Eleventh Ger.
man Corps for the attack upon Belgium,
their left protected by the Fifth OF the
Prussian Guard Cavalry.
Essen, the home Of the great Krupp
armor, gun and mUnition works is on The
right bank OF the Rhine. twenty miles
north OF Dusseldorf and is in the neutral
zone on the east side or the river pro
vided by the armistice Before the war
the Krupps employed $4,000 hands. Since
the war began they have had more than
100000 on their payrolls
There we're also surrendered the great
fOrtresses OF Metz In Lorraine and Strsss
burg in Alsace Metz was the greatest
fortress ever created, being over thirty
miles across IN every direction
The importance OF the industrial region
OF the Prussisn Province, and even that
Of the Notifications OF Metz and Strass-
burg. is completely surpassed BY the iron
region Of the Bassin de Briey, in Lorraine.
which. beginning over the Belgian and
Luxembourg frontiers. ascends the MOselle
to within few miles OF Pont-a-MOusson
This mining region. with an area or z25
square miles. was cut in two by the treaty
OF Frankfort which closed the Franco
Prussian War OF 1901. and was entirely
occupied by the Germans In August-De
cember 1914
During the war the Basin De BTiey has
provided the German ornaments with SO
per cent OF their steel, and without Il. &C
cording 20 the most famous Dusseldorf
iron masters. the empire could not have
conducted the war for three months. This
iron region IS restored 10 France Tor good
IN its entirety
There YOU have a feE items in thf
greatest surrender in al history.
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the enthusiasts are talking OF distinctively
named continental "airways" We have
the statement from British sources that a
serviceable machine can be produced for
81 400. Americans ought TO make a bet
ter figure than this. A cheap aeroplane
offers great possibilities OF low cost travel.
Every man will be his own chauffeur;
there will be no tires to replace; gasoline
can be saved by a crow-line between two
points. and no road-maps need be pur-
chased, while the speeder can go it in Sc
cure contempt of police and courts.
We now come TO an item in the srmistice
that is of still more un1uestoned com
mercial value. The Germans we're re-
quired to surrender 5000 army motor
trucks. It is learned that these motor
trucks measured on the average twenty
feet long, FIVE feet wide and ten feet high.
The giant army motor truck that would
result from the combination OF these 5000
trucks would be 842 feet long. s51h feet
wide and III feet high.
II the 5000 trucks were placed end to
end they would make a line 1884 miles
long
These 5000 trucks could pull an aver
age load OF ten tons, or $4,000 tons alto
gether. That Is twice the weight Of
dreadnought battleship. The trucks VIII
be OF the greatest value TO the nations
that receive them. because they are especi-
ally needed for building operations in de-
vastated regions
OF course the Germans surrendered g
great deal more than the articles men
ka huf Of tel
greater value. They surrendered all the
territory west OF the river Rhine and the
principal strategic points east Of IL. This
territory has an area OF over 10000 square
miles and a population OF 100000
OF the territory surrendered IL il settled
that Alsace and Lorraine shall return 70
France Tie disposition OF the balance