New Britain herald., 1922-09-05

(Continued From Our Last Issue)
 It is so nice of you to come here Miss Ethel. Mrs Cullen will be S pleased when she hears of it." Mrs Vain always spoke as though Agne was certain to return. 'l was won dering yesterday if this might meal you were soon to arrive"
 This" was a letter which tn, housekeeper was onering-a square firm wel-'llled envelope with Britisl stamps and with the Rritish strip "Opened by the Censor" The ad dress was written in bold, vigorous handwriting which. Ethel observed with start
 The letter was from Barneys frient Of the Canadian battalion who ha( written Barney of her fathers at, tempt to speak to him, who had told Barney to hasten to Resurrection Rock and had foretold that he would find some one named Bagley and an. other person named Carew there The letter read;
 My Dear Ethel Carew:
 l am addressing you without the usual prefix Of Miss or Mrs. because do not know which to use.
 l am writing you 10 report the substance of a communication meant for you and which was received from a person who is dead.
 This afternoon, when sitting with Mrs. Brand, Philip Carew once more was present and wished to speak Perhaps because it was earlier in the sitting and the medium was not tired, l received several perfectly clear and coherent messages. What I had done in regard to Barney Loutrelle was wrong. When I asked how wrong, received the reply, Not so much wrong as incomplete"
 I then asked what I should do to make it complete; and I got the reply:
 Tt is no use, really, at all. Earlier 1t seemed so; but not now. It is no use without Quinlan."
 When I asked for Quinlan's whole name and address and who "she" was, l got the reply somewhat im- patiently, James of course; James Quinlan, Chicago" And he said that "she" was Ethel Carew and re- quested me to write her at once all about it. I will quote this verbatum since, though it was meaningless to me, it was clearly most important.
 See Quinlan and tell him not only I but Robert, who is here beside me says to do it. That is the only way and he will be happy when it is over Tell him the cost there is nothing
 Very sincerely,
 HUSTON ADLEY.
 CHAPTER X
 Bennett Cullen, oldest son of Lucas, Junior was hearty young man who considered that whenever he had something particularly difficult to do with anybody, 1t always made mat ters easier to give that person a good dinner; and in his cousin Eth he found he had an obstinate proposi- ton.
 The big room in the Blackstone was clearing as groups departed for the opera; the nearest tables all were deserted. Bonnet paid his check and lit cigarette; he leaned easily upon the table
 DO you know anyone named Quin- lan?" she asked.
 "Old Jim Quinlan? Surely. Father used to have him about the south side yards for old times sake"
 Why"
 He was with grandfather years ago.
 "Oh: was there some one con- nected with him named Robert?" Ethel asked.
 Bob Quinlan? He was his grand son."
 "Was?' Ethel repeated. He's dead?"
 Shot down in flames near Cam brai, he was" Bonnet said. He got into aviation as observer and ma chine gunner. Old Jim-I hear he went sort of nutty not long after ward. It seemed that Bob was all he had left. Lost most of the rest Of his family in disasters, sone one said ' then the war took Bob" How long ago was he associated with grandfather? Ethel returned. "Where was it?" Why back in the old pine days, Bennett replied impatiently, "Old Jim was head sawyer of one of grand fathers mills. Lost his fingers then; has only half his fingers on his right hand. Why?"
 T came back here because Ethel began, looking steadily at her cousin. "The trouble l had with grandfather at St. Florentin, Ben' she made another start, was over man whom Kincheloe killed on Resurrection Rock"