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LARGE CROWDS ATTEND
METHODIST SERVICES
B. Link

Il was necessary To place chairs In
the aisl,s 20 accommodate the crowd
at the Methodist SUNDAY School sun.
day morning. The number In attend
ancc was fVli.
DR.. ". =. BROOKS. pastor. preached
morning and eysnlng There were SIX
aeccssions TO the charch. thpec Is pro
fessi0n and faith and three hy letter
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How do these erouches get wives"
MANY Of them were nst grouches
nnsii thgy did"
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Ms,sIc NOTsCE

Florence fiardeman. Philip souSaS
solo viollnlst vii appear next Thurs
day night. She VIII play on ple bull =
$4,000 violin. Stewart Willie bril-
linnt young pianist will share honors
with her Concert at First ChriTiap
Church Reserved seats now ON sale
Amarillo College OF Music. Phon" g.
Half Price "a Piano and Violin pupils
EMIL r. MYERS.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-03-25

[ upon the floor trYot1'ye done me-"
 he cried, and lay still. The woman
 her heel into his upturnead face She
 looked again, but there was no sound or movement I heard a. sharp rustic
 the night air blew into the heated room, and the avenger was gone.
 No interference upon our part could have saved the man from his fate, but, as the woman poured bullet after bullet into Milverton's strink- ing body ! was about to spring out when l felt Holmes cold, strong grasp upon my wrist. I understood the whole argument of that firm, re straining grip-that it was no affair | of ours that justice had ouertaken a villain, that we had our duties and
 our own objects, which were not to be lost sight of. But hardly had the woman rushed from the room when
 Holmes. with swift. silent steps, was | over at the other door. He turned the key in the lock. At the same
 time we heard voices in the house
 and the sound of hurrying feet. The | revolver shots had reused the house | hold With perfect coo1ness Holmes slipped across to the safe, filled his | two arms with bundles of letters and
 pourded them all into the fire. Again | and again he did it, until the safe
 was empty. Someone turned the round. The letter which had been 1 the m essenger of death for Milvertoa1 | lay, all mottled with his blood, upon the table. Holmes tossed it in among the blazing papers. Then he drew | the key from the outer door, passed through after me, and locked it on the outside. ''This way, Watson, '' i've can scale the garden wall in this direction
 I could not have believed that an l alarm could have spread so swiftly. Looking back, the huge house was
 one blaze of light. The front door | was open, and figures were rushing | down the drive. The whole garden
 was alive with people and one fellow
 raised a view-halloa as we emerged from the yeranda and followed hard | at our heels. Holmes seemed to know the grounds perfectly, and he l threaded his way swiftly among a plantation of small trees. close at his heels, and our foremost pursuer panting behind us. It was a. six-foot lwalI which barred our. path. but he
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-03-25
WHEN A GIRL MARRIES
BY ANN LESLIE.

she is- My mother went-of per- nicious anaernia- And tonight I mo- ticed what a little ghost Phoebe is. Her lips. haven't a bit of color any more."
 "They never did," I broke in bit ter1y, mot till Evvy taught her to use a lip-stick. They were great friends-while Evvy was educating Phoebe in the things she wanted the child to know"
 Jim studied me for moment. See much of your brother these | days?" he demanded suddenly, giv-
 ing all his attention to the selection
 of a. sandwich.
 | He's coming to dinner Saturday
 night, with Evvy," answered. "Oh, that reminds me-she telephonedl and
 I was to call her. Maybe they aren't
 coming I'll ring her up first thing
 in the morning.
 l. Don't forget" said Jim with
 ai5,s amazing pIserS51stenee, Isn551 all things con
 I've tickets for the opening of the | newest new show. We really ought | to be seen about with them more.'' i The Harrison social sense," I | thought to myself impatient1y. But | I didn't say it. Certainly I wasn't t
 going to set up my judgment against
 Jin1's again in a hurry. Tonight l
 can act. And I observed how his ac- tions met with the approval and re- spect of Lane Cosby. That haught me something need to know.
 But the thing that sounds the key note to Jirn's nature is his rejection
 of Lane Cosby's help. Jim likes tc do things on his own- So @ wife WI
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-03-25
CHAPTER CCXXXvIu.
Copyright, 1919, King Features S

Copyright 1919, King Features Syn
 dicate, Inc.
 50 you waited up for your wan dering boy. Nice perSon!' cried Jim approvingly when he came back from seeing Phoebe home that evening he'd severed his parzf1ership with Dick West
 And I made you some sandwiches and hot chocolate,' appended. Come to the party. It's all ready in dhe dining-r oom."
 'fNicer-nicest person. said Jim, 1inging his arm across my shoulders and drawing me to him. couldn't eat dinner-with West opposite me at table, and I'll bet you guessed It, he added.
 I nestled close. giving myself over to the joy of Jim's need of me. For a second we stood in silence, his hand on my hair. I forced myself to be practical: Come on, 1addie, you know how you hate chocolate when the milk curd comes on top"
 Jim guIped down two cups ot scalding chocolate before he spoke again, and then he burst out with what had been milling around back of his tense eyes:
 Docs Phoebe really look so-deli. | cate?''
 Not a bit, Jim. She's been wor ried, but you banished her fears to- | night, didn't you?' I asked soothing ! ly.
 l "Yes. But it didn't make he l happy. I knew that in spite of al she said, sweet, grateful baby tha
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others have great difficulty in &C., quiring it, but I have invariably found it easy to teach the girls with
 the dramatic instinct, and it is per
 haps for this reason that so many
 girls who have studied posing in
 artists studios are now well known
 on the screen Marion Davies, Anna
 O. Nilsson, Alice Joyce, Florence La
 Badie, Helene Chadwick and Mabel
 Normand are just a few of the many
 who passed through my studio on the
 way to fame. Most of them were still in the pigtail stage when they ! started to work fog. me; now the pigtailS are gone, but I often notice
 on the screen some charming little trick that they learned then. It is done now with ease and grace, but
 it cost the little pigtail girl great salt
 tears ot learn it.
 Tears! I have heard people say
 that they make them with glycerine in the movies. Perhaps sometimes
 they do, but I have seen again and
 again a littleg irl sit down and think herself into the pathetic position of the heroine. and then raise her face
 to the camera, a lovely face with | swollen eyes, and tears, real tears, steraming down the cheeks. Part personality, of course, the faculty of vivid sympathetic realization of the | sorrows of others, and part art, the art of producing the right effect at a 1 given time; without these qualified, | tions, the movie girl is useless. With 1 the kind of heroine that required
 glycerine tears, I think the chances
 are that before the first days work
 was over the director would supply
 some real salt ones himself.
 No, there is no ideal type for the | moving pictures. It isn't beauty that | makes the movie girl. It is person ality, that comes naturally, and art | that must be learned. No one but | Nature can give the girl the person l ality, but to teach her the art-wel | perhaps it is best to catch her ir | the pigtai1 stage.
 | PENRHYN STANLAWS, l Now Designer for Parannount Picture:
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-03-25
TODAY,S INSTALsIENT.

Several times I had observed that MINerton looked at his watch, and once he had risen and sat down again, with a gesture of irnpatience. The idea, however, that he might have an appointment at So strange an hour never occurred to me uE6l a faint sound reached my ears from the veranda outside. MilUerton dropped his papers and sat rigid in his chair. The sound was repeated, and then there came a gentle tap at the door. Milverton rose and opened it
 ''Well,'' said he, curtly, "you are nearly half an hour late"
 So this was the explanation of the unlocked door and of the nocturnal vigil of Milverton. There was the gentle rustic of a woman's dress had closed the slit between the cur in our direction, but now I ventured very carefully to open it once more He had resumed his seat, the cigal still projecting at an insolent angle from the conrer of his mouth, IT front of him, in the full glare of the electric light. there stood a tall, Slim dark woman. a veil over her face, g mantle drawn round her chin Her breath came quick and fast, and every inch of her little figure was quivering with strong emotion.
 Well,'' said Milverton, you've made me lose a good nights rest, my dear. I hope you'll prove worth it You couldn't come any other time eh ?''
 The woman shook her head. .fWell, if you couldn't you couldn If the Countess is a hard mistress kyou have your chance to get leVe with her now. Bless the girl, what are you shivering about? That's right. Pull yoruse1f together Now Let us get down to business" He took a notebook from the drawer o1 his desk. "You say that you have five letters which compromise ths l Countess d'AIbert. You want to sel them. ' want to buy thean- So fal
 so good. It only remains to fix ( l price. should want to inspect tnt | letters. of course If they are reall, | good specimens-Great Heavens, is i lyou?"
 The woman. without a word, hat
 raised her veil and dropped the man
 tie from her chin It was a dark
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-03-25

sprang to the top and over. As I did the same I felt the hand of the man behind me grab at my ankle, but I kicked myself free and scran- fell upon my face among some bushes, but Holmes had me on my feet in an instant, and together we dashed away across the huge expanse of Hampstead Heath. We had run two miles, I suppose, before Holmes at last halted and listened intently. All was absolute silence behind us. We had shaken off our pursuers and were safe.
 We had breakfasted and were day after the remarkable experience which I have recorded, when MT. Le- strade, of Scotland Yard, very sol enln and Impressive was ushered into our modest sittingroom
 s.Good morning, MT. Holmes" said he; good morning. May l ask if you are very busy just now?" ssNot too busy to listen to you.' +I thought that, perhaps, if you had nothing particular on hand, you remarkable case. which occurred only last might at Hampstead" Dear me!'' said Holmes. What was that?"
 remarkable murder. I know how keen you are upon these things, and I would step down to App1edore Tow CTS, and give us the benefit of your advice. It is no ordinary crime. We have had our eyes upon this MT. Mil verton for some time, and between ourselves, he was bit of villain He is known to have held papers which he used for blackmailing purposes. These papers have all been burned by the murderers. No article of value was taken, as it is probable that the criminals were men of good position, whose sole object was to prevent so- ciaI exposure
 ~Criminals'' said Holmes. Plural D
 "YeS, there were two of them. They were as nearly as possible cap tured red-handed. We have their footmarks, we have their description, it's ten to one that W trace them. The first fellow was a %oit too active, but the second was caught by the under-gardner, and only got away after a struggle. He was a middle
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-03-25
Film Forum Conducted By ELEANOR DALE

Of there is anything you want to know about motion pictures, write to Eleanor Dale of this newspaper. Give your correct name and address in case your answer must be sent through the mail.)
 MARION - What type of girl is best suited for the movies?
 There is really no one type of girl better suited for the motion picture than another. So much depends on individual qualifications. The slight advantage in favor of the blonde, for example, on account of the beautiful lighting effects made possible by her hair, is almost counterbalanced by the fact that it is sometimes difficult to get good photographic results from a blondes eyes when they are very pale.
 A good figure is essential, but it is essential, too, that the good figure should not be too tall. Leading men over six feet are not too numerous, and the picture generally requires a hero the girl can look up to.
 Another essential thing, as essen tial to the moving picture girl as to the artists model, is the good bone construction Of the head-the skull, in other words Any girl who has 8 finely formed skull has either an in- teresting, charming, or pretty face, no matter what her features are. But if, the contrary, she have a poor bone construction, if for instance the jaw bone is too short, then no matter how beautifully modelled the chin may be, it will be a receding chin and as such either uninteresting or positively objectionable.
 Mos of all, it is personality that makes the movie girl, and personality is just common Sen-e plus the dra- matic instinct The dramatic instinct tells her how to do it, and common sense tells her how not to over do it.
 Next to personality is posing, the art of making one look one's best . the art of appearing graceful. Some girls seem to come by it naturally,
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-03-25

has love and longs as do to keep i mustn't trample down the "No Tres passing signs.
 This flashed through my mind. and So l didn't question Jim's desire to make sure of Evvy and Neal for Sat urday evening, but promised to call Evvy right after breakfast next morn ing. Which I did, only to discover that Evvy had merely telephoned to ask me to meet her at her dr1essInak- CTS to see the model and the satin she had selected for me to wear at her engaSmnt tea
 Its the most luscious thing-or- ange and si1ver." she gushed-
 ''But Evvy, I like to get my things orange," I protested. 'N makes my skin yellow and takes all the life out of my hair.''
 My dear;'' purred Evvy in her
 sweetest and most pleading tone, don't you realize that want my re- ception to be a success? So naturally
 I'm going to have my assistants look charming. They'll give you particu- 1arly good prices at my place. And | this color is wonderful. I can't let 1 Mrs. Cosby wear it-she'd look like an oriental princess. So I'm putting her in flesh color to tone her down. I'll call for you at twelve" There was nothing for me to do ! but to acquiesce and bid Evvy an amicab1e au reVoir. I was ready to | be led like the lamb to the slaughter. | Of course it was fairly evident that l Evvy in the blue that would bring | out her eyes and the orchids that would mask the hollows of her slight
 ly scrawny figure was going to look her best Val in flesh pink would be
 absurd and in orange I would be al | my worst.
 The reception meant so little tc me that I wouldn't quarrel abou1 clothes. And I guessed that the so- cial recognition of pouring at Miss Mason's bridal tea meant so much tt Val that she'd go on any terms. o I shrugged it all away, 'phonel
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-03-25
The Adventure Of Charles Augustus erton

handsome, c1ear-crt face which con fronted Nilverton-a face with a curved nose, strong, dark eyebrows shading hard, glittering eyes and a straight, t1lin-lipped mouth set in a dangerous smile.
 "It is IT, she said, @-the woman whose life you have ruined-''
 Milverton laughed, but fear v1brat- ed in his voice. You were so very obstina;te," said he. Why did you sure you I wouldn't hurt fly of my own accord, but every man has his business, and what was I to do? I put the price well within your means. You would not pay"
 50 you sent the letters to my hus- band, and he-the noblest gentleman that ever lived, a man whose boots
 was never worthy to lagce-he broke his gallant heart and died. You re- member that last night, when came through that door, I begged and prayed you for mercy, and you laugh ed in my face as you are trying to laugh now, only your coward heart cannot keep your lips from twitching Yes, you never thought to see me here again, but it was that night which taught me how I could meet you face to face, and alone. Well, Charles Nilverton, what have you to say?"
 Don't imagine that you can bully me-" said he, rising to his feet. "I have only to raise my voice, and I could cali my servants and have you arrested. But will make allowance for your natural anger. Leave the room at once as you came, and I will say no more."
 The woman stood with her hand buried in her bosom, and the same deadly smile on her thin lips.
 You will ruin no more lives as you have rrined mine. You will wiring no more hearts as you wrung mine. l will free the world of poisonous thing Take that you hound-and thatI and that! and that! = and thatI'
 She had drawn a little cleaning revolver nd emptied barrel after barrel into MilveEton's body, the muzzie within two feet of his shirt front He sshrank away and then fell forward upon the table, coughing 1 furio1sIyr and clawing among the pa pers. Then he staggered to his feet received another shot. and rolled
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-03-25

sled, strongly built man-square jaw. thick neck, moustache, a mask ove6 his eyes,
 That's rather vague" said Sher- lock Holmes. ''why, it might be descriptioa of watsoni'
 Its true," said the inspector, with amusement Tt might be a descrfp- ton of Watson
 well, I'm afraid I can't help you. Lestrade," said Holmes. '@The fact is that I knew this fellow Milverton, that I considered him one of the
 most dangerous men in London, and which the law cannot touch, and which, therefore, to some extent jus t1fy private revenge. No, it's no use arguing. have made up my mind, My sympathies are with the criminals rather than with the vic- tim, and I will not handle this case"
 Holmes had not said one word to me about the tragedy which we had witnessed, but I observed all the
 morning that he was in his most
 thoughtful mood, and he gave me | the impression, from his vacant eyes and his abstracted manner. of a man who is striving to recall som ething to his memory. We were in the
 denly sprang to his feet By love, Watson, I've got it!'' he cried. "Take your hat; Come with me!'' He hur- ried at his top speed down Baker we had almost reached Regent Cir GUS. Here, on the left hand, there stands a shop window filled with | photographs of the celebrities and beauties of the day. Holmes eye fix 1 ed themselves upon one of them and following his gaze saw the picture | of a regal and stately lady in Court 1 dress, with a high diamond tiara upon her noble head. I looked at l that delicateely curved nose, at the marked eyebrows, at the straight i mouth, and the stroong little chin be- meath it Then I caught my breath as read the tiIne-honored title Of the | great noblernan and statesman whose those of Holmes, and he put his fin
 ge.- to his lips as we turned away from the window.
 Tomorrow The Final Problem. concluded
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-03-25

The practical screen of today is a. screen to be proud of. It is practical for these two reasons:-Ffrst, which is the most practical of all, is that it can be covered at home quite fre- quent1y, just as well as at the decor ator'S. And the other is that it is practically useful in every room in the house.
 Why not take one of those old Japanese screens-a bird one-and convert it into a thing of beauty and joy forever? It can be done. Its
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-03-25

lines are good, it is strongly made and nothing could be simpler for clever. painstakdng person than to re- cover it For this work one must separate the panels. This can be dope with sharp knife if the panels are connected with continuous hinge of cahvas, or with a screw driver if the hinges are of metal
 After the panels are separated, lay each one on the wrong side of a length of the material selected for the covering (the floor is the best
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-03-25
MISS KNIGHT GAINS HONOR.

Miss Edith L. Knight of Fairfield, was one Of the four juniors elected recently to the Mount Holyoke Chap ter of the Phi Beta Kappa society. Ten per cent. of each class is elect ed before the end of senior year, two per cent being chosen in the junior year. Miss Knight won soph omore honors which are conferred by the faculty upon those who have attain ed high academic rank in the work of the first three semesters., She is a member of the Student Volunteer Band and active in the extension work of the Intercollegiate Commu7- ity Service association at the Skinner Coffee House in Holyoke. where she
 is leader of a social club for girls.
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brisht-hued gingham.

of bright-hued gingham. Or one may go farther and cover the wooden frame of another type of screen with old blue velours, filling the panels with upholsterer's sateen embroidered eff fective1y at the top. When ready for putting on the screen pin your panel in position with long, strong pins, sticking them into the face of the screen without bringing the points out again. When each panel is straight and taut you may turn the edges in and tack, using tiny little ones.
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-03-25

Phoebe, got Virginia and the mes sage that Phoebe was in bed with a sick headache, and then, arranging to meet Virginia for lunch at her fla vordte restaurant, I made ready for my appointment with Evvy She came at twelve, kissed me, purred over me and clajwed me all in a breath, and then hurried me down to a waiting taxi and whirled me to her dresSInaker.
 seNow, Madame show Mrs. Harri- son the wonderful model I've selected | for her." ordered Evvy when the head of the establishment came to the room the satin-clad maid had assign ed us
 'It will suit you-parfaitment,' . gushed Madame, shrugging her sf1ou1- ders and spreading her hands in a gesture of enthusiasm which evoked a patronizing smile from Evvy. Of course the color and the model were all wrong for me- But Evvy cajoIed and Madame insisted, and since my heart wasn't in the business anyway I ordered an, outrageously ex- pensive dress which I didn't want ky sweetness, 'tbe a dear and run get | the little silver gray I've chosen for | Miss Harrison"
 Madame trotted off obediently, and
 I turned to EvVy, repeating stupidly:
 seWho is that?'' mimicked Evvy
 with her blue eyes wide as a kitten s
 turned toward saucer of cream | Phoebe of course We were al-
 ways great friends. Just because ]
 haven't seen much of her recently
 wouldn't offend her by leaving her out. I 'phoned this morning, but | she was lying down. But, of course
 Mrs. Dalton accepted for her. (Eo be continued.) |
 EPIDEMIC KILLS SHEEP.