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The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1922-06-24

Two marriage licenses we're issued
by the city clerk to-day and two were
issued yesterday. The parties are;
Emmett Fisnnery of y Hill street,
Montpelier, and Marie Rose Gamaehe
Of Laurel street. Barre; Philip Joseph
Bemell Of "a Elm street. Montpelier.
and Matte Belle Gould Of p Elm
street. Montpelier; Chandler W. Brown
Of - Summer street, Montpelier. and
Barbara Slayton Brown Of Park street,
Waterbury; Theodore William Whit
tier Of Paterson. n j.. and Eva I. Rus
sell Of IS Elm street. Montpelier.
The large and ornamental bronze
door for the front entrance Of the
new National Life building have ar
rived and the frame i being made
ready for the installation Of the doors.
The third concert Of the season was
given hv the Montpelier Military band
undee the direction Of T. r Merrill
on the steps Of the Pavilion hotel last
night A weli.rendercd cornet solo by
Garabaldi Barberi of Bsrre was the
feature Of the program.
Mavor ID. X. Lille and family went
to their camp At Thompson's Point On
Lake Champisin to-day for q short
staF.
The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1922-06-24
MONTPELIER
Deaths of Mrs. Samuel loyal and
John B. Daley.

A burial permit was issued this
morning for the late John B. Daley
OF Heaton street, Montpelier. who died
AZ Gas this morning at Heaton hos
pital. Burial win be in Duxbury on
Monday.
Mrs. Eleanor loyal. wife Of Samuel
JoysI Of 25 Kemp street. died last
night at Heaton hospital after five
dsys illness. She suffered a shock
last Sunday. Eleanor Poulin joy
al was born April 10 1865. in Eli
r. O., daughter Of Philebert and Arsuli
Lanctot Poulin. She Is survived by
her husband, son in this city. aud
another son in Detroit. Funeral ar
rsngements await the arrival OF the
son from Detroit
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screwed his silencer and slipped hir
automatic into the wet pocket Of his
macintosh.
Feeling in IN inside pocket for a
cigarette, he found one and lit it from
the smoldering end of tinder lighter.
Then. carefully conceallng the lighted
cigarette in the palm of his hand, he
walked softly and noiselessly down the
drive, keeping to the shadow Of the
bushes and watching to left and right
for signs Of approaching pedestrians.
At two points he could see tho heath
road, and nobody was In sight. There
was plenty Of time, and men had been
ruined by haste. He reached the gate
and carefully looked over. The road
was deserted. His hand was on the
gate when something cold and hard was
pushed against his ear and he turned
round.
put up your hands - said a mock
Ing voice. Put them up"
The Frenchman's hands slowly rose.
"Now turn round and face the house.
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said hoarsely nothing to do with that,
do you hear"
"Whorc are you going? Won't you
tell Jack something, give him bit OF
news: Poor old Jack hears nothing
these days" The figure sighed,
laughter bubblns between the words
"l'm going on private business Get
out OF nv way" said the other, re-
mcmbering the urgency Of his mission.
"But you'll tell Jack o Judgment|'
wheedled the figure. "You'll tell poor
old Jack where you are going to find
your beautiful daughtcr:'
"You know :" said the man.
He took step forward, but the
revolver waved him back.
"You'lI speak or you don't pass
said Jack O. Judgment. "Sou don't
pass until you speak. DO you hear
solomon Whitc|'
The man thought.
"It is Il place called Bishopsholme,
he said gruitly, ION putney Heath. No"
Wait. wait" said the figure eagerly
"Wait for mc-only five minutes.
wont keep you. But don t go. There,
denth there, solomon White, 1t il
waiting for you. Don't you feel it il
your bones" ,. :.
spite of himself cold shiyer passef
down Wite's spine. lie half turned u
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the loaded windows, the compact
kitchen.
"No corners. though" he srowled.
"No corners, ! can't smoke unless
there's corners--I tell you, Jep, don't
want to move"
They went home in the rain and all
the way there Jcp was absorbcdly-a
aioud-imaginins furniture into that
bungalow. Clauson sat silent, hunched
at the wheel. He was thinking how
frightfully used he was to Jcr's en-
thusiasms.
Miss Rlckson," he thought, now
she'd be so different. So still and
and considerate. Thinking Of mans
comfort instead Of the closets" And
now for the first time he let himself
think Of her without reproach.
While he was hanging up his coat,
Jep called to him from her room:
Darling" she said, when we came
in tho house just now, did kiss
you?'
"why. yes. I think so," said Clau-
son. "Why?"
ooh, nothing. I didn't think ia
forgotten" she answered. II never
mean to forget"
Clauson thought: GOOD heavens,
! have we come to this?'
When he Joined her she was bending
over the living room table, all hcaped
up again with whatever it was and she
was saying absolutely that these looked
Just as mothy as the others did. He
wondered discontentedly II any other
woman on earth found moths in every
thing the way Jep did.
"I'll bet you'll find moths in the new
bungalow" he told her. "1'll bet you'll
find moths in Paradise--"
Through dinner she talked Of the new
bungalow, and Causon, going in by tn.
fire, groaned. He filled his pipe ant
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A to Bed Story The Little Fish

once upon a time, dear children,
" there was little fish named Harold
who lived in a lake near bathing
beach. IJohnny, get off tho piano..
Harold wss carefully fetched up and
was not allowed to associate with min
nows who were fighty and had no
morals to speak Of.
"One should be very careful,
Harold" his mother used to tell him,
"snd always do what's right
"Why?" Harold would ask, but his
mother never could think Of any good
reasons, other than one should do right
because it was the right thing to do.
Harold didn't think that was much
Of a reason. Neither do ].
DUT as time went on Harold grew 10
- young fish hood, becoming more and
more bafIled about life.
The people who came to the bathing
beach puzzled him most Of all What
curious fins they had. And practically
no scales at all except violently colored
ones that ilapped around them as they
swan. And how conceited they were.
There wasn't one Of them who could
swim as good as a minnow and yet
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police Can I go to them with clean
hands?"
well, that's question I've often
asked myself" said the colonel. I've
often saId--'
What is the name Of the house,"
interrupted White. II want to see
whether you're playing square with me,
Boundary, and il you're not, by
Don't threaten me, don't threaten
mo, Solomon" said the colonel with
good humored gesture: 81 m a nervous
man and ! suffer from heart disease.
You ought to know better than that.
Bishopsholme IL the place. 1t is the
fourth big house after passing Tired
ennis Road-a fine villa standing in It's
own grounds. 1t looks a bit deserted
because it was empty until a few days
ago, when I put a scrap or two of
furniture into it why not wait---'
First I'll find whether you're speak
ing the truth, and II you're not
Stay a while" said Boundary, at
is only just nine
But White was gone.
He pushed past the servant, one OF
the readiest and most dangerous of the
colonel's instruments, and into the half =
dark corridor. There was light on the
landing below, and as he ran down
the stairs he thought he saw some
body standing there. 1t looked like
woman. ill the figure turned, and theT
Solomon White stood stock still. il
was the first time he had seen Jacl
O. Judgment. The simmer of the bacl
silk coat, the curious suggestion OF pal
lor which the white mask conveyed, th'
slouch hat, throwing a black bar o
shadow diagonaly across the face, len
the figure a peculiarly sinister aspect
Stand -
The voice was commanding, the gilt
tcring revolver in the figures hant
more so.
WHO are you?" gasped Solomon
White.
Jack O. judgment. Have you eve
heard OF little jack"
The figure chuckled. "Oh, here's
new one-Solomon White, too, am
never heard of Jack O. Judgment
Didn't you see me when they took IN
out of Snow Gregory's pocket: Littl
Jack o. Judgment
|, solomon White stepped back, his fac
twitching.
} ~ h1 aothipg to do with that" h
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TLAUSON stepped from his
~ roadster and held out his hand
to Miss Rickson. But with a hand
on either side of the opening she
swung herself down, landed softly,
gave him warm, hard little fist
and thank you almost gruff, and
was up the steps Of her boarding
house. The house itself looked as
if it had measles and Clauson drove
pn thinking what a frightful life
Miss Rickson lived; his stenographer
by day and tenant of a Scared
looking boarding house by night.
And what a brick she was-brown,
fosy, businesslke little brick. A
woman, too. Eyes that were deep
With what could be tenderness.
"None of that" said Clauson and
turned into his own street.
He put up his car, walked the
balf block to his apartment and
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ACK O. JUDGMENT Edgar

and gave his directions. He was SUI.
ticiently loyal to the band to avoid
calling special attention to the house
where tho girl was Imprisoned, and he
told his cab to wait at the end Of
Putney Heath. The night was wild and
boisterous and very dark, but he
carried an electric torch, and presently
he came to weather. stained gates bear
ing IN letters, which had half faded,
the name he sought. He pushed open
the gate with some trouble. There was
curving carriage drive which led to the
front door, which stood at the head
OF flight Of steps under a square
and ugly portlco.
He looked up at the building, but it
was in darkness. Apparently it was
empty, but hs knew enough Of the
colonel's methods to be sure that Bound
ary would not advertise the presence Of
the girl TO the outside world.
He stood hesitating wondering. The
whole thing might be trap, but Solo
mon White was not easily scared. He
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was responsive, she had humor, she
could be amusing. But he was so used
to her. Her hands, that gesture to her
hair, her absent look. her little crooked
yawns. Not surprise, not even a
variation. She was Jep forever.
At nine Clauson rose and wound the
clock and observed MS usual that he
must have It regulated.
"I've heard you say that oceans OF
times, dear" Jcp rcmarked-also as
usual.
Dear" again. What n continual
farce And lie wished she wouldn't al
vays say "ocpans." What n rotten go
everything was. How had he got him
self into this miserable little jail of n
life. full of clocks and keys and kettles.
What did any confoundcd thing mat
ter? No wonder everybody was tired
of everybody else.
He faced about and said abruptly.
"I'm going out for n little while. Jcp. y
"Well. where on earth are you
GOING she inevitably asked.
"ro take turn around a block or
two. I'm seedy. I'm sccdy.' said he,
anl went.
Ten minutes later lie was back and
at the look IN his face Jcp said: MY
darling Is anything the matter|
81 wish ~ wouldn't call me 'dar-
ling when ,yI don't mean IT," he burst
out, and aided; II beg your pardon
Yes. something is the matter. ] met
Dibblo down "a the office. lie gave m'
tho tip that this building Is to be pulled
. down." ;,
"PullcI down." she repeated, and h
wished irrirably that She would not To-
herself look 80 surpr>ed-Jcp Away
aid tIIa-. lie had seen her do 1t In
! uumcrubte times over nothing.
"Y">. pulled down." he repeated
sharply. "Well all have to get out by
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Quick %. said the voice, "marcAa
Halt"
Raoul stopped. II he could only set
his hands down and duck, one lightning
dive
His captor evidently read bis
thoughts, for he felt hand slip Into
his macintosh pocket and he was re-
lieved Of the weight Of his automatic
GO forward, up the steps. Stop
The stranger had seen the huddld
figure Of White, and stopped over him
He made no comment. He knew the
man was dead before his hands nad
touched him.
Mount the steps, canaille! !" nid
the voice; and Raoul walked slowly up
the steps Of the house and halted VIII
his face against the door.
A hand came up under his upllneu
arm and sought the keyhole. A rev
minutes fumbling until the pronss o.
the skeleton key had found Its CORE
spending wards, and then the doo'
swung open, emitting scent or mu'"'
ness and decay.
"Marchez :" said the stranger, anu
RaoHl walked forward and heard 'ue
door slam behind him.
The house was not empty, In INV
sense that it was unfurnlshcd' iH,
unknown was using an electric torcn "
extraordinary brilliancy, and reVealeu
dilapidatcd hal!stand and musty cha''
lie took Il brief survey and then saw
Down those stairs" and the murue''
obcycd. Il
They were in the kitchen now' aH'
again the bright light CLEANED sd aOOs
The windows were heavily shutse'ld old
the CRATE was rusty, ana iI" ve.e
pieces of china on the sideDoniT, /, me
dirty. There was gas Drachea this
center, over large deal laDlei u" nJ ths
the stranger turned on. lie heaaH heaH and
hiss of escaping gas, strucl i'"' 0 Raoul
lit it, and then for the iirst liin. l,an m
gazed in fear and astonlshmehl up''
man who held him. o,,bo art
Monsieur, he stammerca' WV
you?" ,is hand
The masked figure slipped n,o nJ npon
into his pocket and tlicked ea'' dawn.
the table, and Raoul, LOOKING that
saw the jack of clubs ana h"'"
his end VAS near.
To be continued Monday !. -,
Cevyright. AeCiurs Newspaper s''
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Wait" said the figure again
eagerly. fcrcely. 'T shall keep you
but a minute--a second :"
Solomon White stood irresolutely, and
the mask seemed to melt into tho dark.
ness. White strained his ears to hear
the soft pattcr Of its shoes as it mount
cd the stairs, but no sound came. Then
with a start he seemed to awake as IL
from bad dream, and without a word
strobe down the remaining stairs into
the night.
On the landing above, the strange
being who called himself Jack o. Judg-
ment" stood outside the door of Bound
ary's fiat. He had taken a key from
his pocket and had it poised, when he
heard the cattcr of tho others feet.
He stood undecidedly, but only for a
second; then the key slipped into the
lock and the door opened. Tho butler
from his little pantry saw the figure
and slammed his own door, boltinE 1t
with trembling fingers.
In a second Jack o. Judgment was
in TIE room, facing the paralyzed trio.
He spoke no word, but suddenly his
right arm was raised, some shining
object flew from his hand and there was
crash OF glass and instantly a vile
,odor. On the opposite wall, where the
bottle had broken, appeared dark anc
irregular stain.
'rbon without so much as laugh
he stepped back through tho doR ant
raced down the stairs in pursuit o.
White. 1t was too late; the man hac
disappeared. Jack O. Judgment stood
for a moment listening, then he slipped
OF the black coat and ripped off th'
mask. The coat was Of the finest silk
for he rolled it into the space Of {
nocket handkerchief and slipped it int
his pocket. The handkerchief went th
same way. If there had been observer
) rLrv would have caught a glimpse of
, man in evening dress as he went swift.
Iown the half lighted stairway.
lie turned and walked in the shadoy
OF the building and passed down sid
,,treet. where q big closed limousine wa
5 awaiting him. lie gave u murmure
, "irection TO the driver, and the ca
sped on its way.
/ CHAPTER -tNlll
, The Judgment OF Death
Solomon White had taxi waitin
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AND HERE 1T CONTINUES

NNIIE colonel pushed his chair back
= from the table and looked up with
luizzical smile.
"Now you're not going to take 1t
hard, Solomon" he said. I'VE had to
have you back and that was tho only
icheme we could think OF. You see,
there are lots of little bits OF business
that have to be cleared up, business in
which you had hand the same as my
bther business associates
"Whcre is the girlT' asked the man
steadily.
"WclI. I'm going to admit TO you,
said the colonel with a fine show OF
frankness, that We put her away.
No harm has come TO her, you UNDER
stand She's at little place at Put
ney Heath, house ] took specially for
her, surrounded by loving guardians.
Like Pinto?" asked the man, look
Ing down ut the silent Silva.
like Lollic. Now you cant deny
that I,ollie's a very nice girl" said the
eolonei. "Sit down, Solomon, and talk
things over"
"When I've got my girl I'll talk
things over with you. Where is this
(, place?"
..It is on Putney Heath" said the
colonel. "Now am not being straight =
forward with you? IL | had any bad
designs against the girl should / tel
you where she is? If you go there,
Solomon, take some of your police
( friendi."
i ~ have no police friends, said the
nan angryy; ,,'you know it well enough.
! Mhnt y u, that ] should 80 to th'
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took revolver from his spocket, drew
back the hammer and walked forward
cautiously. There was no sign Of life.
Tho rustling Of shrubs and trees was
the only mournful sound which varied
the roar Of the storm.
He was opposite the door, and one
foot was raised to surmount the first
step, when there came sound like the
sharp tap Of drum.
''Rap, rap"
Solomon White stood for fully a
second before he crumpled and fell, and
he was dead before he reached the
ground.
Still there was no sign or sound of
life. A church clock doomed out the
quarter to ten. A motor car vent past,
and then the laurel bushes by the side
of the steps moved, and a man in O
black macintosh stepped out. He bent
over the dead man, picked up the
fallen torch and flashed the light on
the dead mans face then, with a grun,
Of satisfaction, Raoul POntarlier mn.
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THE STORY 80 FAR

kOLONrL DAN ROU"pAHV. rGt.
coars'-grair.d Jw uaCdrG.J c!ever
Leader Of 0Grg o. crooks, he's become
si0ned Jack O. Jndgmcrt' after SeverGI
ot hlg erploitS, 0E - whi~h are sab:.y
devised 10 C7r-ich Lnu u,.'tou' rlSFirg no
IdD's pcrdfi,S. Nc tres 20 disGrul Su--
picioas Oothsrtr0 Grondd him b. COM
pluintrO to
JTAFFORD KING. OF tbs Lordon Crt-.-
hal InteI'ge,.c, Force.
PINTO silva. n seek mnr about to-r-,
' gorcC@ his GttGu'iOns on an ogtres9. Uho
rebuDs MIN. She is
kATSTE WHITE, G4ugh'er ot Solly Whtte.
Shg Is imicrestsd IN stafford.
LOLLIE MARSH, a dol-tGCed but clever
girl who acts as "uGmp' Of the black
mdtlin0 gang.
rRoOk CREWE. ones gentlemen. rev
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while he waited for the elevator
the thought which ne had kept in
lhe background abruptly enveloped
him, seemed to rush at him from
outside: Suppose Miss Rickson
were waiting for him up in fourth
floor front. Romance Of a sweet
hess almost forgotten might be
possible with Miss Rickson.
He hurried down the tiled hall t.
his own door, burst in, shouted:
FHcllo, Jep." He was genuinely
shocked at himself. He wanted to
make amends by tremendous
homecoming such as he had, before
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patiently until she had gone and then
he sneaked up and grabbed it.
Not much taste to this he said,
and he chewed on it thoughtrully.
Maybe I'd better chew it some more. 1"
so he did. Still he couldn't taste any
thing, but it fascinated him Just the
same.
Little did he think that it was chew
ing gum he had found, and still less did
he know that his mother was coming
around the corner to catch him. But
such was the case.
"HAtOLD.' she cried, "can l be =
- leve my eyes. Is it really YOU
ana are you really chewing gum? Oh.
Harold, Harold, and after the careful
fetching up ] gave you."
Harold started syiltily and swal
lowed the gum to cover up his sin. And
OF course, he was punished accord :
ingly, for his little insides all stuck to
sether and he never got them sorted ont
again and he died that way. The moral
dear children, is plain.
DO right or else don't cct couyb.
Gwan to bed.
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BY ZOna Gale

now, carried off when he was too
tired to mean it.
"Hello, darling" she said.
He had swift look at the picture
which had greeted him so many
nights. The brownish room, the
heaped-up table-everything Jep did
seemed to take so much cloth or
wool or whatever it was--and of
Jep herself in street dress busy at
Lord knew what.
She was measuring something.
She put up her face to be kissed,
kissed him, smiled absently, said
without looking at him:
"They sent me up some that the
moths have been in"
"Oh, they did, did they" said
Clauson grimly.
He made his preparations for
dinner and as he came up the
passage he shifted distastefully at
an odor--waX, rubber, gravy-the
odor Of home. The familiarity Of
the pictures on the passage walls
oppressed him-signed photographs,
a pergola, FL Captain. A little gong
was pecked at thrice by the maid
trying simultaneously to "dish it,
in the kitchen. Jep said "Ready,
darling?" and came toward him
picking threads from her skirt.
THEY went down the passage. He
L slipped his arm about her. She had
bis hand under hers. And when they
sat at table Clauson looked at her across
the soup and asked:
Odd I have my arm around you---
just now, when we came down the pas
sageW
WHY, yes, didn't you?" she said.
Yes, think you did. Why"
Nothing" said Clauson, II Just
wondered"
From time to time. at dinner. he
looked at her stca'thily. Fifteen years
they had had together. There were no
children. Suppose there should be
twenty FIVE. thirty-fve years more.
And they loved each other. But hea-
vens above them both, how dull they
were.
II think I'll send that moth eaten
stuff straight back 10 them" said Jcp.
Wouldn't you. dear"
II certainly would. darling" said
Clauson.
He thought Of the sacrilese Of using
holy words IN that unthinking fashion.
He thought OF the absurdity Of assent
ing like a sheep to something which he
knew nothing whatever about. He
thought Of Miss Rickson--whnt # soms
morning she should bring in his letters
and say There. dear"
with that good little way Of dipping
her head and turning it sidewise with :
out turning her eyes.
They considered the theatre and gave
Up going. They considered telcphon
Ing for somebody TO come In and max.
up a table and gave that up too. Clau-
son built n fire and smoked and Jcp read
aloud. Then they sat talking. nnc.
they disagreed on the ethics Of biz ol
gossip and had spirited ten minutes
He didn't quite IKE Jep when she ar
gued.-shp had SO gentle IN cNaspera
tion. When they sat silent Clausor
thought of Miss Rickson's rpstful way
Of rejoining Exactly" to all his opin.
ions. lie suddenly imagined her sayins
"Exactly, dear" imagined her s!ttn:
acre beside him. caught the zest. thu
laughter. the thrill which talk with ler
could con"e!vably hold Obcli.
emily on that lie halted his meditations
He looked thoughtfully at Jcp. JcI