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in experience and-and having this ever call Neal a fortune-hunter be- running away and made him Stay.'
 For a moment I was so astounded couldn't breathe or speak
 You're very wonderful com nented Val drydy "I congratulate you both. And I'm sure, Miss Mason, that no one will ever dream of calling g MT. Hy4and a. fortune-hunter.'' As she spoke a. look flashed between them- I knew Evvy wasn't done with Val
 Thank you for explaining to us, E.vvy." I said, pulling myself to- gether. trYour defence of Neal is kind. But you won't have to make it again. Every one knows he'd only marry for the nobIest motive. I love Neal very dearly, Evvy, and I want him and the girl he is going to marry to be happy-wonderfuHy happy
 Then I kissed her on the lips she turned up to me, and I caught Neal in my arms. murmuring over him with lips tkat longed to protest.
 I'm going in to tell them all now" cried Evvy after a moment or two. 'T want them to all know how happy we are. We are happy, aren't we, dearest? ?''
 Neal stopped and drew Evvy to- ward him. Then he looked almost defiantIy at Val and me
 t@Very happy" he said.
 And to think I had to stop my proud darling almost by force from
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THE MUsGRAVE RITUAL Part 9 By A. Doyle

some curiosity to see how he would cover his disgrace On the third as was his cushn, after breakfast to receive my instructions for the day. As I left the dining-roon happened to meet Rachel HoweIls, the maid I have told you that she had only re- gently recovered from an illness, and was looking so wretchedIy pale and wan that I demonstrated with her for being at work
 You should be in bed" I said. Come back to your duties when you are stronger"
 She looked at me with so strange an expression that I began to suspect that her brain was affected.
 t'I am strong enough, MT. Mus graWe," said she.
 we will see what the doctor says" I answered You must stop work now, and when you go down stairs just say that I wish to see Bruntin."
 t' ''The butler is gone,' said she.
 Gone! Gone where ?"
 'fHe is gone. No one has seen him He is not in his room: Oh: yes. he is gone, he is gone!" She fell back against the wall with shriek af- ter shriek of laughter, while I, hor- rified at this sudden hysterical at tack, rushed to the bell to summon help. The girl was taken to her room, still screaming and sobbing, while l made inquiries about Brunton- There was no doubt about 1t that he had disappeared. His bed had not been slept in, he had been seen by no one since he had retired to his room the night before, and yet it was difficult to see how he could have left the house, as both windows and doors were found to be fastened in the morning. His clothes, his watch and even his money were in his room, but the black suit which he usually wore was missing. His slippers, too, were gone, but his boots were left behind Where then could butler Brunton have gone in the night, and what could have become of him now?
 "*Of course we searched the house from cellar to garret, but there was no trace of him. It is, as I have said, a labyrinth, of an old house, es- pecial1y the original wing, which is now practically uninhabited; but we ransacked every room and cellar without discovering the least sign of the missing man. It was incredible to me that he could have gone away leaving all his property behind him, and yetLEhere could he be? I call ed iLNthe local police, but without success Rain had fallen on the night before, and we examined the lawn and the paths all round the house, but in vain. Matters were ir
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PARK
(Review.)

tRGVIeW.)
 If you want to see omething that will make you grip the arms of your chair with excitement
 That will make you thrill for the glory of your country
 That will live in your mind for ever
 That will make you realize as never before that Truth is stranger than fiction" and that it is more enjoy able
 That it is your DUTY to sec
 Go to see the United States Official War Films that are being shown un der government auspices at the Park sheater today and tomorrow.
 There is no age limit to these stir ring pictures of things that should be kept ever green in our memory.
 Old men and women should go to reve1 in the bravery of our boys in khaki
 Middle-aged folks should go to see their own boys of the gallant 26th; they will see how they lived; how they worked; how they fought; how they were wounded; and how bravely they died for Old Glory.
 Young folks should go as a matter of 4listory-printed pages will never give them the action that is contain ed in these eight reels of living hu- man beings, winning the greatest war ever known in the history of the It isn't all tears. though. The .'dough-boys" got a lot of fun out of 1. fghtnz-leave 1t to the Yanks-and
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TODAY'S INSTALNfENT.

T have said that the house is a rambling one. One day last week on Thursday night, to be more exact T found that I could not sleep, hav- ing foolishly taken a cup of strong cafe noir after my dinner After struggling against it until two in the morning, I felt that it was quite hope less, so I rose and lit the candle with the intention of continuing a novel which was reading. The book, how ever, had been left in the billiard room, so I pulled on my dressing gown and started off to get it.
 Tn order to reach the billiard room I had to descend a flight of stairs and then to cross the head of passage which led to the library and the gun-room. You can imagine my surprise when, as I looked down the corridor, I saw a ghmmer of light coming from the open door of the library. I had myself extin- guished the lamp and closed the door before coming to bed Naturally my first thought was of burglars The corridors at Hurlstone have their of old weapons. From one of these I picked battle-aNe. and then, 1eay- ing my candle behind me, I crept on ltiptoe down the passage and peeped in at the open door,
 ".Brunton. the buffer, was in the
 
 in an easy-chair, with a slip of paper which looked like a map upon his knee, and his forehead sunk, forward upon his hand in deep thought. stood dumb with astonishment watching him from the darkness. A small taper on the edge of the table shed a feeble light which sufhced to show me that he was fully dressed Suddenly, as I looked, he rose from his chair and walking over to a bureau at the side. he unlocked ii and drew out one of the drawers From this he took a paper, and re- turning to his seat he flattened it out beside the taper on the edge of the | table, and began to study it with uin- ute attention. My indignation at this calm continuation of our family docu- mentS overcame me so far that I took step forward, and Brunton, looking up, saw me standing in the doorway He sprang to his feet, his face turned | livid with fear, and he thrust into his breast the chart-lTke paper which he | had been originally studying
 .tSop' said I. Iris is how you re- pay the trust which we have reposed lin you. You will leave my service to-
 morrow
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with a. short border of brown fur.
 The three slippers to the right are the sort the cavaliers caTorted 1n- They are far fancier than anything the fair sex ever fancded, but, ornate as they are, they were generally low enough of heel and broad enough Of toe to allow the .dashing hero to dash But, even so, there were narrow high red heels for idle princes and lizards of the ctaise-longue.
 In the past year the buckled shoes of the beau of the seventeenth cen tury have proved the, most adaptable for the modern won1an's fancy, and she has had as many as five bands at a time buckIed over her instep. Un-
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NEM'o SHOES

fortunately CD. there not being room for more than five straps and silver buckles to the inStep, the shoe de- signerS have taken soIace in fashions ing one huge buckle that is quite big enough for a dozen small ones. And such a large aeaEhern buckle in any window is too much for any woman to resiSt-and she doesn'H-and almost too much for her pocketbook to boott
 Soon you will see suede slippers everywhere that have long fringed tongues that come out over the top of the boot, bobbing aibut, and fafrly panting with icy at the sensation tIkey create! And this latest novelty comes to us from Viennai
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this state, when a, new development l quite drew our attention away from the original mystery.
 ".For two days Rachel Howells
 had been so ill, sometimes delirious,
 sometimes hysterical that a nurse had been employed to sit up with her
 at night. On the third night after
 Brunton's disappearance, the nurse, had dropped into a nap in the arm
 chair, when she woke in the early
 morning to find the bed empty, the window open, and no signs of the in valid. I was instantly aroused, and, with the two footmen, started off at once in search of the missing girl It
 was not difficult to tell the direction which she had taken, for starring from under her window, we could fol- low her footn1arks easily across the
 lawn to the edge of the mere, where they vanished close to the gravel
 path which leads out of the grounds.
 The lake there is eight feeta deep, and you can imagine our feelings when we saw that the trail of the poor de-
 mented girl came to an end at the
 edge of it.
 "@Of course, we had the drags at once, and set to work to recover the
 remains, but no trace of the body could we find. On the other hand, we brought to the surface an object of a most unexpected kind. It was a linen bag which contained within it
 mass of old rusted and disco1ored
 metal and several dull-co1ored pieces of pebble or glass. This strange
 find was all that we could get from
 the mere, and, although we made every possible search and inquiry yesterday, we know nothing of the
 fate either of Rachel Howells or of Richard Brunton. The county po-
 lice are at their wits end; and I
 have come up to you as a last re- | source
 You can imagine, Watson, with | whateagerness I listened to this ex- | traordinary sequence of events, and endeavoFed to piece them together, 1 and to devise some common thread upon which they might all hang. The butler was gone. The maid was gone. The maid had loved the butler, but 1 had afterwards had cause to hate him. She was of Welsh blood, fiery and
 passionate She had been terribly ex- cited immediately after his disappear ance. She had flung into the lake a bag containing some curious contents These were all factors which had to be taken into consideration, and yet non of them got quite to the heart i of the matter What was the start ing point of this chain Of events. There lay the end of this tangled line.
 . must sec that paper, Musgrave,
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Shoes are sure stepping out these days and stepping out from the past. For the newest shoes are counter parts of those worn in the fourteenth, seventeenth and eighteenth centuries.
 And Miss Manhattan is wearing these old models redecorated- repol- ished and revamped to suit her mod ern pace. The 1921 models are trif1e lower in heel and thinner in sole than the older shoe, but as to the toes, Manhattan wears them long or short-and really stubby {sometdmes). Anyway at all and it's sure to be styl- ish. If she wears 'em long that's American smartneSS, and if she wears
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"'He bowed with the look of a man who is utterly crushed, and slunk was stiI on the table, and by it's light I glanced to see what the paper was which Brunton had taken from the bureau. To my surprise it was but simply a copy of the questions and answers in the singular old ob- servance called the Musgrace Ritual. It is a sort of ceremony peculiar to our family, which each Mnsgrave for centuries past has gone through on his coming of age-a thing of private interest, and perhaps of some little importance to the arch charges, but of no practical use what ever"
 "'we had better come back to the paper afterwards, said I.
 eff you think it really necessary he answered, with some hesitation. I relocke'd the bureau. using the key | which Brunton had left, and I had | turned to go when I was surprised to find that the butler had returned, and was standing before me
 'sMr. Musgrave, sir,'' he cried, in a voice which was hoarSe with emo ton, sI can't bear disgrace, sir. I've always been proud above my station in life, and disgrace would kill me- My blood will be on your head, sir | it will, indeed-if you drive me to de- spair. If you cannot keep me after what has passed then for Gods sake | let me give you notice and leave in a month, as if of my own free will I could stand that, Mr. MuSgrave, but not to be cast out before all the folk that I know so We'll
 ...<You don't deserve much con- sideration, Brunton,' I answered Your conduct has been most infa- nous However, as you have been a. long time in the family. I have no wish to bring public disgrace upon you. A month. however, is too long. Take yourself away in a week, and give what reason you like for going"
 "."OnIy week, sdr?" he cried. in a despairing vo1ce A Fortnight say at least a fortnight!''
 "."A week." I repeated, land you may consider yourself to have been very lenientIy dealt with
 ..He crept away. his face sunk upon his breast, like a broken man, while I put out the light and returned to nay room
 | .fror- two days after this Brunton was Inost assiduous in his attention to hiS d,1ties. made no al1usion to what had passed. and waited with
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SYNOPSIS. p~nlnOHa

PrAOgue.
 Mark Twain is seen in bed, writing, while before him in imagination passes a shadowy procession Of the characters he has created in "A Con necticut Yankee"
 The Yankee is Martin Cavendish, social climber. wants him to marry Lady Grey Gordon On the eve of the wedding Martin announces that he is in love with Betty, his mother s secretary. That night Martin sits reading in the drawing room, sur rounded by ancient armor. He won ders how the old knights would have settled his love problem.
 Within a few moments comes an opportunity to test modern courage A burglar enters, and in the scuffle Martin is knocked unconscious.
 1,5O0 Years Ago.
 Martin opened his eyes He was under a tree. Before him stood a
 Enchanted sir, wouldst thou ioust ?'' asked the knight, setting his lance at rest Seeing that the knight and the lance meant business, he got up and ran right into King Arthur S Castle at Camelot, and found himself in the banquet hall before the king and the knights of the Table Round. He was chained up aneAg the pris- eners.
 Sir Sagramore, his captor, told a maIVetOuS SLOIy-hOW ne Hdu COIQe upon this monster and had slain seven &kagons to get him. Merlin, the Kings magician, not to be outdone, suggested that Martin be burned at the stake
 5 The celebration was fixed for noon next day. The stake was prepared. But Martin had miracle up his sleeve He suddenly remembered that an eclipse of the sun was due at noon, and he declared he would -l yN,x, time
 The king agreed that this new magic made old Merlin look like a bum.
 There was plenty of room for miracles in King Arthurs court There was not a telephone in the place. and the plumbing was simply awful In a month or so Martin
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said I, which this butler of yours thought it worth his while to consult even at the risk of the loss of his place.
 It is rather an absurd business this ritual of our,' he answered. But 1t has at least the saving grace Of Of the question and answers here if you care to run your eye over thenn.'
 "He handed me the very paper which have here, Watson and this is the strange cateehism to which each Musgrave had to submit whens he came to mans estate. I will read you the questions and answers as they stand
 Who was it?'
 His who is gone Who shall have it?'
 He who will corne' tt Where was the sun?'
 Over the oak -" Where was the shadow?' fT Under the elm How was it Stepped?'
 North by ten and by ten, east by five and by five, south by two and by two, west by one and by one, and so under
 tt What shall we give for it?' All that is ours-' " Why should we give it?'' " For the sake of the trust The original has no date, but is in the spelling of the middle of the seventeenth century, remarked Mus T can be of little help=to you in solving this mystery
 At least said I, it gives us an- other mystery. and one which is even l more interesting than the first. It may be that the solution of the one | may prove to be the solution of the other. You will excuse me, Musgraye, l if say that your butler appears to me to have been a very clever man, an to have had a, ce1arer insight than ten generations of his masters "I hardly follow you,' said Mus grave. The paper seems to me to be. of no practical importance- But to eIn it seems immensely practical and I fancy that Brunton took the same view. He had probably seen it before that night on which you caught him.
 .~It is ve ry possible: We took 10 pafns to hide it.
 He simply wished, should i'm | agine, to refresh his memory upon that last occasion He had, as un- derstand, some sort of map or chart which he was comparing with the manuscript, and which he thrust intO his pocket when you appeared
 Tomorrow-The Musgraye Ritual concluded.
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'eem short that's French chics And everybody's happy.
 In the sketch above some of the fashioned slippers are shown. The first is one from the seventeenth cen tury and shows a sandal model with trem end ous high heel, and the whole shoe raised a half inch by the thick ness of the sole. It has the stubby toe that the modern Parisienne adores so at the present time.
 Next is a beaded 'ttie'' from the either, for 1921 to copy. It would be very intriguing in black satin studded with jet beads Next comes a mule, g
The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-03-15
BEAUTY CHATS By EDNA KENT FORBES.
FLAT FEET.


 One of the commonest troubles to- day is flat footedness, and strange to say, it is a trouble of which few people are aware. One reason for the common1ress of fiat feet is the sort of shoes we wear and another reason is that most of us either do not get enough exercise or get the wrong sort.
 The first thing to consider is the type of shoes, because this is a mat ter that is the most easily corrected. It is perfectly possible to purchase shoes with a moderately low heel, with a high arch and with sufficient room to allow the toes, not to spread, but to lie comfortably together, with out being pincf.ed in. Once you have
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their smiles, amid the dirt and n1urk of war, were plentiful.
 The pictures are well projected, the music is at all times appropriate; and the entertainment, outside of its his torica1 value, is worth while.
 And don't forget this for a minute these scenes were not shot in a moving picture studio; they were taken by United States government photographers many of whom lost their lives. so avid were they to get the highEghts of the battles.
 E. B.
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Mrs. J. No. the baby in t"The Prince Chap" was not my daughter. That was my fiancee, or that, at least, was what we used to call each other at that time. don't remember if we were ever married. but I know when l suggested a divorce with aliTnony, after the script had made her few years old and her successor appeared,
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Worthwhile Screen Plays
 A Weekly Feature

carried back fifteen centuries or so is an unusual happening, and in this case, it is certainly an interesting as well as highly entertaining one A Connecticut Yankee at King Arthur S Court will be shown in Bridgeport in the near future.
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there was such a storm it took five or six ice cream cones to quiet things down.
 But Fate separated me from little Peaches. I had to come East for the Frontier of the Stars" the picture I have just finished, and though I had several new best girls. was careful to make no binding promises. They were all about Peaches age-three or four-but it was not the same; had a rival. They didn't know if they pre-
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started in wearing the right sort of s!i oeS, you can consider the matter of fNOt exercises or of wearing some thing to support the fallen arch until it begins to grow strong and healthy One of the best things to do is to take the feet in both hands while you have your shoes and stockings
 on and kneed and rub and massage them for about three minutes If you will do tE11s twice a day, morn Ing and night, it will help greatly to
 strengthen them. Salt baths and al-
 coIao1 baths will also alefp a. great deal, particularly when the feet are
 temporarily tired.
 Best of all, in my opinion, is the
 tip-toe exercise, which is nothing
 moro nor less than walking on tip toes every day. This stretches and stregnthens muscles on the inside of
 the foot. Climbing mountains or steep 9iIls is one of the best things for fiat feet, because it forces you to
 dig the front of the foot into the
 earth for a foothold, causing the
 weight to be thrown on the ball of the foot. And most important Of all
 is to buy footwear that has a, straight inner last in other words, one that
 allows the large toe to lie in a per-
 fectly straight line
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running away from me- laughed Evvy husfi1y.
 Neal's eyes caught mine and held them for a second He was giving me a ascommand-of that I felt sure. But for the first time in my life didn't understand Neal. couldn't get tho message he was trying to send me.
 (To Be Continued
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"A Connecticut Yankee at King
 Arthur's Court.'
 Taken from the excruciatingly funny story by Mark Twain, Amer ica's greatest humorist, this play re- moves nothing from the value of the book from which it was made. Being
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An old friend we seldom meet on the screen in these better days is the sign: 'One Moment. Please, to Fix Machine"
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TUESDAY

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.)
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Don't use vaseline on your Iashes. but instead use castor or olive oil.
 It may be that you have a nat you could not have a. perfectly white fu1, if it is clear. Use the biackhead cleansing powder, the formula for which Is frequently printed in this space, to clear the complexion around the nose If you are moderately healthy and keep the stomach and the whole system in good condition. you should have an excellent com pIexion.
 MADALINE-Do not begin to dye your hair at the age of 30- Try the extra-he1na shampoo to cover up the grey hairs and if you wish the pi1o- carpiIFe hair tonic, which stimulates the color cells and does away with the tendency toward early sreyness, send ne a letter with self-ad- dressed stamped envelope enclosed, and will very gladly mall you the formula
 Ton.orrow-A Delicate Perfume.
 All inquiries adressed to Miss Forbes iT1 care of the Beauty Chats department will be answered in these columns in their turn This requires considerable time however, owing to the great number received. So if a personal CT quicker reply is desired, a stamped and slaIf-ad dressed en- ve1ope must be enclosed with the question.-T1e Editor.
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ANXIOUS--It is natural for the eyeIashes to drop out occasionally but if yours seem to come out so much, it may be that your hair is unh eaIthy. Thin eyelashes dl1at drop easily often
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For two days after this Brunton xuss Iorst ass;iduous in his attention to his duties made no al1usion to what had passed. and waited with