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nights rest.
If Pats superior guessed how scared
his helper was at the idea of handling
this monstrous pet, he made no sign.
1t was not his to question why the
warden had given him this raw ma
terial to mold into near-engineer,
with some knowledge of the mysteries
of mechanics. He just began to
manage the case with the same firm,
light hand that had mastered the giant
Juggernaut. He went about it in the
simple, natural way that he used in
making good, lasting roadway grow
out of loose sand and jagged rocks
and slippery mud holes. What he
talked about to Pat was engines and
soils and grades and the like. But by
some magic of his own, he set his pu-
pill to thinking how he could level up
and smooth down and clean out and
strengthen the loose ends and Unequal
ities in his own disorderly makeup.
Not that Pat changed in hurry,
any more than you and l do. 1t
takes time to see that something is
wrong with yourself when you are
busy feeling wronged. At first he
lodged the painful truth, telling him
self that his bad luck wasn't fair that
he was no worse than others who
escaped punishment; that he was not
understood Oh, yes, he recited all
those familiar quotations that the
dodgers have used in self-defense ever
since Adam laid all his troubles to
Eve and-the apple.
Little by little, it dawned upon Pat
that his luck was about what he might
expect from the chances he had taken;
and that somehow neither he nor any
other could escape from the wrongs
that each one did to himself; and
moreover, that he was long way
from understanding himself. His job
of caring for Jumbo showed him that
no matter how brave and bright
showing one made outside, it was no
60 unless things were right inside.
This idea came home to him the day
he failed to clean the spark plug, and
the engine baked until the engineer
took it in hand, and then it picked up
in jiffy. 1t was such foolish bit of
CRIME, too, to stop the progress of
great. machine that rode rough-shod
over cart-loads of earth and rocks.
The same night Pat dreamed that
Jumbo came to his cell on the quiet
to say that an engines spark plug was
its conscience, and unless his was
clean, he couldn't get ahead. And
Pat, being asleep, slapped the big
roller on the back for a good fellow
who knew when to tip his friends,
and said: "Righto, old chap, same
thing here" Then they winked
goodbye to each other, and Jumbo
just vanished into thin air and blew
out between the bars. OF course,
Pat, in wide-awake state would
have been huffy to have Jumbo know
ing more secrets than he did. But it
seemed all right in the give-and-take
customs of dreamland, which is differ
ent from daytime, when Jumbo pre-
tended he knew no language but his
own hoarse mutterings and busy
coughs and whistling screams.
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his touch, and it settled down for a
nights rest.
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wife. Let's forget them, though, and decide what you'll wear at the tea. I'm having turquoise blue satin and Meals sending orchids So, Of course, you musn-t wear your favor ite lavendar or Nile green. They'd kill me. How about corn-color or fresh pink?' ?''
 "They are too pale for me-" l re- piled almost disinteresdng1y. Re ceiving at Evvy's tea didn't interest me, but for Meals sake it had to be gone through with
 ''I'n look up samples for you," purred Evvy in her ,throatiest voice as we got to her house. The an nouncement's to be in the papers Sunday and I'll have the tea in a fortnight Of course, dear, your dress has to be becoming to me don't forget that"
 I had all I could do to keep from shuddering and crying out my dis trea when Evvy kissed me, mur- mured her thanks for a delightful af- ternoon and ran up the steps of her house.
 All the way home I thought of Evvys complacency-her triumphant self satisfaction. And the pain her happiness would cause Phoebe. Phoebe didn't know of Meals engage ment yet She had to be told.
 But she couldn't be told until she was assured also that she was safe from Dick West Phoebe needed Jim more even that I did
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first criminal agent in Europe. All day as 1 drove upon my round, turned over the case in my mind, and found no explanation which appeared to me to be adequate. At the risk of telling a twice-told tale. I will re- capitulate the facts as they were known<Sto the public at the conclusion of the inquest.
 The Honorable Ronald Adair was the second son of the Earl of May nooth, at that time governor of one of the Australian colonies. Adair's mother had returned from Australia to undergo the operation for cataract, and she, her son Ronald, and her daughter Hi1da were living together at APT Park Lane. The youth moved in the best society-had so far as was known, mo enemies, and no par ticular vices. He had been engaged to Miss Edith WoodIey. of Carstairs, but the engagement had been broken off by mutual consent some months before, and there was no sign that it had left any very profound feeling behind it. For the rest the mans life moved in a narrow and conventional circle, for his habits were quiet and his nature unemotional- Yet it was upon this easy-going young aristocrat that death came. in most strange and unexpected form. between the hours of 10 and 11:20 on the night of March 30, 1894
 Ronald Adalr was fond of cards playing continually, but never Dor such stakes as would hurt him. He was a. member of the Baldwin, the Cavendish, and tn Bagatelle card clubs. It was shown that, after din- ner on the day of his death, he had played a. rI'bber of whist at the latter club. He had also played there in the afternoon The evidence of those who had played with hin-Mr. Mur- ray. Sir John Hardy. and Colonel Moran-showed that the game was whist. and that there was a. fairly equal fall of the cards. Adair might have lost five pounds, but not more His fortune was a. considerable one, and s11ch a loss could not in any way affect him. He had played nearly every day at one club or other, but he was cautious player, and usually rose. a. winner It came out in evil dence that, in partnership with Col onel Moran, he had actually won as much as f42O in a sitting, some weeks before. from Golfrer Mi1ner and Lord Ba1mora1. So much for his recent history as it came out at the inquest
 On the evening of the crime he re- turned from the club exactly at ten.
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WHEN A GIRL MARRTES

Phoebe. If love and happiness bride, yet here was Evvy discussing her plans with me as we drove home in a taxi
 +We're going to have just a tiny family wedding out at Mason Tow CTS next Fall, Anne. So I want a smart engagement tea Of course you'll help receive and I think I'll have Valerie Cosby pour. She's so amentaL And there's really nothing against her. Beside, she was one of the first to know of our engagement
 I thought of the night Val had dragged me off to outwit Evvy and the way Evvy had outwitted us both- And I wondered if this was Evvy's way of buying VaFs silence. In minute I knew it was, thought I was puzzled by Evvy's mixture of nys- tery and cocksureness as she went on:
 stIt ought to mean a lot to the Cosby woman to have me sponsor her socially. Of course there's noth- ing against her that I know of-yet. And with all his money they probably can get away with whatever deve1- ops"
 What do you mean, Evvy? What are you insinuating?" I demanded.
 "Oh, nothing, dear-nothing that would interest you. It's just queer that Mrs. Stoughton remembers Lane Cosby so well and can't place his
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The Adventure Of The Empty House

It was in the spring of the year 1894 that all London was interested, and the fashionable world diSmayed, by the murder of the Honorable Rom aid Adair under most unusual and 1n- applicable circumstances. The public has already learned those particulars of the crime which came out in the police investigation, but good deal was suppressed upon that occasion, since the case for the prosecution was so overwhelmingly strong that it was not necessary to bring forward all the facts. Only now, at the end of near ly ten years, am l allowed to supply those missing links which make up the whole of that remarkaRble chain. The crime was of interest in itself, but that interest was as nothing to me compared to the inconceiYaIole sequel; which afforded me the great est shock anud surprise of any event in my adventurous life. Even now. after this long interval, I find myself thrilling as I think of it, and feeling once more that sudden flood of joy, annazement, and incredulity which utterly submerged my mind. Let me say to that public, which has shown some interest in those glimpses which I have occasionally given them of the thoughts and actions of a very remarkable man, that they are not to blame me if have not shared my knowledge with them, for I should have considered it my first duty to nave 0One so, ndd l not been DdTTeu by a positive prohibition from his own lips, which was only withdrawn upon the third of last month.
 It can be imagined that my close intimacy with Sherlock Holmes had interested me deeply in crime, and that after his disappearance I never failed to read with care the various problems which came before the public And I even attempted more than once, for my own private satis- faction, to employ his methods in their solution, though with indiffer- ent success. There was none, how ever, which appealed to me like this tragedy of Ronald Adair.
 As I read the evidence at the in- quest. which led up to a verdict of wilful murder against some person or persons unknown. realized more clearly than had ever done the loss which the community had sustained by the death of Sherlock Holmes. There were points about this strange business which would. I was sure, have specially appealed to him. and the efforts of the police would have been supplemented, or more proba- 4bly anticipated, by tho trained ob- esrzation and the alert mind se the
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By Ann Lis1e

Making myself dainty in a new housedress of lavender taffeta, I got out the insistant slip of yellow paper and waited for Jim. When he came home and took me in his arms with the tenderness I had remembered all day. my resolution almost failed Then I thought of Evvy-and Phoebe, and 1oosening his arms, I faced Jim almost sadly
 'Dear,'' I said pleadingiy. -I hate to do this I don't want to start nag ging and managing again I don't want to hurt you. IT don't want to Oh, Jim, don't be angry at me. Please don't stop loving me again. But IT have to show you tf1is-''
 held out the check. Jim put out his hand for it, looking at me in pug z1ed wonder as he took the yellow slip from my hand. He stood hold ing it for a second with his eyes still on mine. Then he dragged them away with an evident effort and looked down at the paper he was holding between his fingers. He stared at it for a moment with knitted brows, then he turned it over and studied the signatures on the back.
 I saw the crease I dreaded come ont between his.eyeS- Then he looked up and his eyes flashed on1inousIy. He threw up his head and ran his fin gers between his collar and throat. After a. moment he noiStened his lips and spoke abruptly, Anne. do you know what this means?''
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ous death. Such were the circum- stances of the Park Lane Mystery, which were further complicated by entire absence of motive, since, as l have said, young Adair was not known to have any enemy, and no attempt had been made to remove the money or valuab1es in the room.
 All day I turned these facts over in my mind endeavoring to hit upon some theory which could reconcile them all, and to find that line of least resistance which my poor friend had declared to be the starting-point of every investigation. I confess that made little progress. In the evening I stroIled across the park, and found myself about six o'clock at the Oxford Street end of Park Lane- A group of 1oafers upon the pavements, all star ing up at, a particular window, di- rected me to the house which had come. to see. A tall, thin man with co1ored glasses, whom I strongly sus- pected of being a plain-clothes de- tective, was pointing out some theory of his own, while the others crowded
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PERSONALS

AN EASTER dinner dance was given at the Algonquin club, Monday night when 1S4 reservations were made. Several of the members en- tertained out-of-town guests. Fred. Mohr's orchestra furnished music for the affair. Palms and cut flowers served as decorations and fancy hats were the favors. William Eaton and James Dunn were the committee in charge
 THE FRIDAY Evening Book club will meet this week at the home of Miss Minnie Peck of 115 Whitney avenue. Miss Emma Franz will be the speaker, using Health as her topic.
 MISS MARGARET LONGSTAF'F- of French street, is being entertained by friends in Boston, Mass, for a week.
 MISS LILLIAN COURTNEY of Benson road, Fairfield, was hostess for a dancing party at her home, Monday evening, for several of her intimate friends. Easter flowers serv- ed as decorations and at a late hour dainty refreshments were served.
 PROT. G. H. CASELOTT1 has arr ranged for another pupils. recital to
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West & Co.,, Phoebe had paid Jim's S partner a large sum of money Yet, now that had the proof, I didn't know how to use it.
 It was only two days ago-less than forty-eight 1lours-tha,t Jim had left me and had gone to his club because he couldn't. stand my nagging about the affairs of our family. How dared bring them up again? I didn't want to risk my happiness for Phoebe-to destroy the love I had almost lost, the love that meant more ito me than anything else in all the world.
 Showing Jim this check would be waving a red flag at a bull. But Phoebe needed Jim's help. Could I risk her not getting it because I was a coward?
 I picked up the check and turned away with it, carelessly f1icking off the bee which had crept to the edge of it. It flew away without harm ing me. But I wasn't thinking of little stings and tiny fears now. I was thinking of happiness and love and how they never last.
 All through the day I thought of that check folded up and laid away in my top drawer and how happiness and love do not last
 I had reason enough to think of these things that day. It was taking Evvy to luncheon and matinee as a courtesy to Neal and every moment spent with the girl who was his bride to-be made me think more sadly of
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CHAPTER CCxxXuI.

The morning after Jim and I found each other again my statement arriv- ed from the bank. There was just one check in the, envelope. That check was for $500 and wiped out my account It was made out to "Phoe- be Harrison" and was indorsed by her to 'tRichard H. West.
 I sat mOtion1ess for long minutes with that slip of yellow paper, face down, on the table in front of me. With my forefinger I tapped over and over on the name written on the back of Hhe check.
 A week ago l should have known just what to do with this piece of evidence in Phoebe's case. Now I hesitated. Some miracle in his own nature had sent Jim back to me as much mine as in the dear first days of our life together. And I was afraid. Afraid that some false move on my part would drive Jim from me again-perhaps never to return A miracle of love had brought him back. Miracles don't happen twice.
 A bee buzzed in at the open win dow and bumbled against the wall l didn't stir. I, who had always been so afraid, of bees. Presently the bee lighted on the table and began creep ing along the wood. Still I sat try ing to decide what I must do with this check. It proved that even if no transactions between them ap peared on the books of Harrison.
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cal American youth with a hunger for baseball, swimming and all the sports and pranks of a care-free youth. His life was not different from that of any other youth, except that he haunted theatre galleries and soon expressed a desire to go on the stage.
 But there is where parental opposi- tion started. One of his brothers had already heard the call of Thespis- he is known on the stage as Stephen Colby-and father and mother decid- ed that one actor in the family was enough. And the elder Hines had plans, too. that Johnny should be- come associated with him in produc- ing oil and at the proper time he was sent to the College of the City of New York to get his engineers de- gree.
 There fate interrupted. Johnny was visiting his brother at the theatre one evening and for the entertainment of some friends he executed a num- Der of difficult and amusing dance hteps. One of the producers of
 Beauty and the Beast" a big ex- rzvaSanza that was soon to be
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ANNUAL ROLL CALL.

Court Park City. No. 99. Foresters of America, held it's annual roll call meeting Monday evening at Foresters hall. Entertainment was furnished by the Smith Bros. in boxing bouts, Jack Soreson and John Hyland, ten ors; Sullivan and Andex in eccentric dances; Paul Gaboury in a mono logue and tambourine speciality; M. Farrell in buck dancing and Prof. Berger, piano and Harry Kane, vio- HniSt.
 gates to the biennial session of the Connecticut Grand Court, May 10th: Thomas Kirby, Wm. Gallbromer. Jas. Redden. Eugene Burnes, Frank Dower, Alfred Laventure.
 The committee in charge of the ses- sion was Leslie Crawford, John Smith, John Lanos, H. Dietrick and S. Maloney.
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launched, looked on, and the result was that Johnny was offered a job. His appearance on the stage occu- pied but fifty seconds, but it was enough to make him forget all about the oil business.
 Hines progressed rapidly in the musical comedy field until he became one of the best known stars As ma tier of fact. it was while he was appearing in the stellar role of the Cort production, Just a Minute" that he was selected to create ''Torchy' on the screen. although he did not know it at the time. Since he began to write the "Torchy' stories had received many offers for the screen rights and had refused them all because he believed his character part of his own being such that no actor could properly interpret it.
 Again fate came ino Hines life This time it sent Ford and a friend to sse him in Just a Minute" and it put into the seat next to Ford a man who had sought to make pictures of the ''Torchy'' stories So when Ford observed to his friend, s"That youth is the very personification of "Torchy.' If I could get him to play the part I'd be glad to have my stories made into pictures" the man at his left listened. The next morning the pro- ducer who had overheard call eu on Hines. Sol ms coiltr<iCI diiu then visited Ford The whole thing g occupied only a few hours.
 This is by no means Hines first screen appearance. He was featured in a number of pictures for World Film. where he worked under the df rection of Maurice Tourneur. Among these productions were Miss Petit coats,'' Alias Jimmy Valentine "A Scrap of PaDer,'' ''The Little Intru- der" and "Threa Green Eyes, and with Marie Dressler in ''Tillie Wakes Up"
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PART ONE

His mother and sister were out spending the evening with a rela- uon- The servant deposed that She the second floor generally used as his srtting-room- She ihad lit a fire there, and as it smoked she had opened the window. No sound was heard from the room until eleven twenty the hour of the return of Lady Maynooth and her daughter. Desiring to say goodnight, she att tempted to enter her sons room. The door was locked on the inside, and no answer could be got to their cries and knocking. Help was ob- tained, and the door forced. The un- fortunate young man was found lying near the table. His head had been horribly mutilated by an expanding re- volver bullet, but no weapon of any sort was to be found in the room- On the table lay two banknotes for ten pounds each and seventeen pounds ten in silver and gold, the money ar ranged in little piles of varying amount There were some figures also upon a sheet of paper. with the names of some club friends opposite to them, from which it was conjec- tured that before his death he was endeetvoring to make out his losses or winnings at cards.
 A minute examination of the cir cumstanceS served only to make the case more complex In the first place, no reason could be given why the young man should have fastened the door upon the inside. There was the possibility that the murderer had done this, and had afterwards es caped by the window. The drop was at least twenty feet, however, and bed of crocuses in full bloom lay be- meath. Neither the flowers nor the earth showed any sign of having been disturbed, nor were there any marks upon the narrow strip of grass which separated the house from the road. Apparently, therefore, it was the young man himself who had fastened the door. But how did he come by his death?
 No one could have climbed up to the window without leaving traces. Suppose a man had fired through the window, he would indeed be a re- markab1e shot who could with re- vo1ver inf1ict so deadly wound. Again, Park Lane is a frequent ed thoroughfare; there is a cab stand within hundred yards of the house. No one had heard a shot. And yet there was the dead man ,and there the revolver bullet, which had mushroomed out, soft-nosed bull lets will, and so inflicted a wound which must have caused instantane-
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TEAMS THAT WILL COLLECT FUND FOR
 COMMUNITY CHEST

The organization that will raise the S475,000 fun for Bridgeport's first Community Chest next week has been completed. Practically three hun dred representative citizens compose the twenty-six volunteer teams that will bear the brunt of the campaign for funds for twenty charitable and welfare agencies and hospitals of the city.
 The actual work of solicitation will start immediately following the open ing dinner Friday night. The team workers will spend the weekend at their task and hope Ito give the Chest a splendid start toward it's goal when they gather for their first luncheon Monday.
 The campaign organization that will work for the Community Chest Is, perhaps, the most complete that ever has undertaken a similar task in the city. With the twenty organizations united for the effort all of their friends and supporters have Joined hands to make the one campaign of the year a complete success. The workers as we'll as the individual and team leaders are confident that be- fore the week is over the S475,000 will have been subscribed.
 Names of the team members fol- low