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Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-07-18

Interest In the plans OF the Amer
Tan Legion for the pilgrimage to
france in September, 1927, Is reported
10 be growing rapidly throughout the
country among the public In general
Legion, at the ONCE Of the France
convention committee.
On the part of the public. those
most interested are the employers Of
legiOnnaires. They generally are
said to be indorsing the movement to
allow such employees the necessary
time on next year to make the trip.
Already more than 20 organizations
have adopted such resolutions.
A the Tins approaches for the
Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-07-18

ALEC Lace-Trimmed Glove SILK
AMERICANS, IL seems. do like glove
"A silk for travel and sports under.
tliings-and Paris cannot divorce her
self from lace. Therefore the two ef-
fected . compromise In the form Of
dainty lace trimmed glove silk--that
has quite captured the hearts Of trano-
atlantic tourists who ind the lace
trimmed indies are really divine"
Chemises, 2.05 to 4.06.
NesO Grey Shops-Second Floop
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Another Great Vacation
Sale Of Women's Fine Frocks

some had
carefully in ddqaGtyf
f time in o.
N went the seaonn donyh mtatr
prefer o o most paricIa hehendspr in the
heed
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Continued tomorrow
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Most men and women past fifty
must give to the bowels some occa-
sional help, else they suffer from con-
stipation One might as well refuse to
aid weak eyes with glasses as to neg
lect a gentle aid to weak bowels.
Is your present laxative, i'll what
ever form, promoting natural bowel
regularity must you purge and
"physic" every day or two to avoid
sick headache, dizziness, biliousness.
colds, or sour. gassy stomach?
DR.. Caldwell's Syrup Pepsin helps
TO establish natural. regular bowel
movement even for those chronically
constipated. 1t never gripes, sickens
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Between one of his paroxysms Celia
murmured
"Then you aren't angry with rne?"
do 1 look as if l were angry?
I'm only in Mysteries between
admiration for your courage and re-
lief that you're not going to ask me to
set you free to marry Mr.. Abe Sic
burg!
OH cried Celia, with such a min.
Cling of horror and reproach that she
started him off again. Then he
coughed once more, wiped his eyes,
put away his monocle and, assuming
a very grave air, said:
II hope that you're not going to In
sist on deserving me now that you We
found YOU can become rich and IA
NOUS by by swimming for Mr.
Abe Sieburg?"
You see began Celia.
We'll, my dear. what is it that /
see? The Masked Mermaid or sim
ply my noble imp?"
II meant that. now. You
mustn't feel you have to TO
take care of me. -
LAS to that, l don't think I've taken
such very good care of you, Celia, my
dear. If / had / can't believe that
even those hussies could have stung
you into this wild adventure. Writing
is a selfish business, my dear. I've
been so absorbed in my work for the
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The Adopted y! Wife

I understand you to say YOU swan
for him?"
Yes said Celia. and her head
dropped so low that he could only see
her straight eyebrows and a very per-
du triangle of her small face.
"Where did YOU swim for him?"
AT the Sieburg Theater.'
"What?" said Hilary.
81 swan for him there
wore a mask l was called
THE Masked Mermaid No
one knows it was me. l got
a good salary It's here :"
She pulled a thick blue envelope out
of the bosom of her gown and held it
toward him.
Still in a species of daze, Hilary
took the envelope and drew from it
package of bills strapped together by
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an elastic band. The sum total star
tied him. He looked at her in silence,
and answering the look, she said:
II earned them in
one month. He wanted me to go on
much longer. He said
he would give me twice that much
for another month
She faltered, stopped, then. as he
didn't speak, she managed to add:
Are you very angry with
me?"
Celia" began Hilary. then he swal-
lowed, because he had what children
call a frog in his throat. Turning it
into a pretended cough he went on:
you are surely the queerest, dear.
est, pluckiest child this side of elf
land!" He coughed again. You are.
You are. :"
Suddenly uncomfortable laughter
seized him.
You are just Cellar he
gasped between his outbursts.
Oh, Lord. The Masked Mermaid
Mr. Abe Sieburg -
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last two years that I've left you to a
rather dull life, I'm afraid"
''Oh, no. said Celia, earnestly. IT'S
l that am dull. -
Hilary laughed.
Don't call yourself dull when
you've got this amount out of the
atrical manager" he returned. How
in Gods name did YOU do it, by the
way?'
Il had a good agent said Celia.
Here he asked her TO tell him the
whole story in detail. She hadn't
known that Hilary could laugh as he
laughed that evening. =. Her account
of Mr.. Abe. Mr.. ALI Goldstein and
her other Theatrical acquaintances
threw him into fresh convulsions of
mirth. She grew quite excited in her
relief and ran to fetch notices of THE
Masked Mermaid" and some of the
amazing ads. to show him.
Copyright. 1926. by Amelie Rives.)
Continued tomorrow
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IIVV YELL" Hilary asked
n cheerfully. but he felt
wv worried again. That
was look of real dis
tress on Celia s pale face.
Its something I've disap-
pointed you about"
'Disa ppointed me-"
Yes. =. They said you meant
Y me to be teacher :" Her
hands We're beginning to shake now.
why didn't YOU tell me?" she asked.
why didn't Mrs. Eversham tell me?"
/ would have tried my best
L would have worked very
Hilary forgot his cold so entirely
that he drew a chair near hers, and
took her hand in his.
Now look here, Celia" he said.
resolutely BE reasonable. When
Laura and I thought of educating
YOU for that purpose, you were only
and almost unknown little girl of IA
To us You weren't at all the
Celia of whom we both grew so fond
later on. Come-you can be reason
able when you want TO. You see that,
don't your"
What I can't see" she said, sadly
''is why you should be fond of.me."
Perhaps, dear Modesty, that is one
Of the reasons" he retorted.
why are you still so gloomy. Celia :?
7 hope there's nothing very tragic left
Sfor you to tell me. 1t would
he horrible to have it punctuated with
Eneezes, don't you think so?''
Celia hesitated. I'D better tell
him now" she thought, and admitted
'There is something more. :"
Not tragic. I hope"
II don't know :"
she said slowly.
Hilary felt anxious again. What the
deuce could have happened to give her
that harassed look?
We'll, let's get it over" he sug
cested. i've brought you a delight
full toy I'm longing to show you"
Celia clasped her hands about one
knee, turned her profile toward him,
and, gazing into the fire. asked:
Did you ever hear of Mr.. Abe Sic
burg?"
, Mr.. who?" asked Hilary.
sitting up and feeling for his rnonocle.
He adjusted it as Celia repeated
clearly:
mfr. Abe Sieburg.''
MY God"' flashed Hilary's thought,
''has the child fallen in love with
man named Abe Sieburg?" Aloud he
managed to say in his everyday voice:
Some one connected with the Sic
burg Theater?'
Yes. He owns II.
Hilary now blinked out his monoble,
and she could feel his black eyes fixed
piercfngIy on her. He still commanded
n casual tone, though apprehension
lad returned darker than at first.
Well, my dear" he encouraged.
What about this Mr.. Abe Sieburg
who owns the Sieburg theater?"
He
She stopped for a second, but Hilary
felt his worst fears confirmed as she
went on to say:
IT engaged myself to him :.
3or a month. ="
Hilary could only echo vacantly:
For a month";"
Yes. 1 couldn't go on with it
when YOU came back.
mean, I wouldn't"
Hilary could not thinkSof one word
50 say. He was literally stupef1ed.
You see l wanted to find
out whether could earn some money
make my own living so
that you wouldn't feel you had to take
care of me. That's why / said
] d swim for him.
|Just a moment. please" interrupt
ed Hilary, choosing his words with
great care. 81 don't think I'm getting
shings quite clearly. You say
you engaged yourself to this Mr.. Sic
burg?"
Yes. Only for one month
II understand that But -. did
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SYNOPSIS,
By 4 m ellie RiUeS
tPsincess Troubetzkoyl

SYNOPSIS,
Celia Gibbs is left an orphan by the death
of her father. who becueathes her to the
care and charity of Hilary Fraser. one of his
few friends. HIlarys sister. Laura Eyersham.
believes him of his charge by placing Celia in
: French convent and. when she is 49, taking
her into her home 70 nve. Two years later
Laura dies. and Hilary is greatly disturbed as
TO what to do about Celia. A Young Russian
sculptor proposes to her but she refuses his
3fer, and Hilary. in desperation. proposes to
her himself, in order that she may live in his
house with proDriety. Celia is happy in the
arranEement until she overhears some gossip
about herself and her white marriage" She
learns for the first time that her father left
her penniless. Hilary goes to Europe and
ella decides to get herself a Job. She applies
10 Abe Sieburg of the Sieburg Theater who
NagFees to take her on in q fancy diving stunt
She gives up the lob the day before Hilary
IS due back in the country.
Continued from Yesterdays Starr
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Old Folks Need
a Mild Laxative
Not a "Physic' :

or upsets the system. Besides, it is
absolutely harmless and pleasant to
take.
Buy large 60-cent bottle at any
store that sells medicine and just
see for yoruself.
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INSTALLMENT XXI.
Celia COnfesses.

NV ELL?" Hilary asked
n cheerfully. but he felt
wv worried again That
was a look of real dis
tress ON Celia s pale face.
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NOW CONTINUE

the cold contour of a face whose
lips bearIy vibrated with the
faint moaning.
He put his head down in his
hands. He felt he wanted to
die here in this dark pocket of
rock, with the merciless sea
below him, beside the shattered
body OF the girl he loved. But
that faint moaning called him
back to life. Perhaps-even yet
there was life. I was a hope.
He bent and with the tenderness
and care with which he lifted
newborn babes, he slipped his
hand under the back az the
moaning figure and lifted ii out
of its case. His heart contracted
with terror. His surgeons fingers
told him that horrible things
had happened to that limp body.
He gathered it up in his arms
and carried it out into the moon
light.
Perhaps even before he reached
the full, clear moonlight, a pre-
monition of what was to come
vibrated through him, maddening
him. He ran. With the first
ray of moonlight he saw. The
pale, bIood-streaked face that lay
against his breast was not that
of Kathleen.
His heart almost stopped beat
ing, as IL a miracle had hap
pened; he trembled so he could
hardly stand and hold his burden.
Tears rained from his eyes, and
his sudden sobs of terrible relief
mingled with the faint means of
the mouth against his coat.
1t was these means which re-
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By Stella Wynne
Whose Stories Of Mystery and
Love Are Causing Wide
spread Comment

He began his descent OF the
cliff on the most strange and
terrible call of all his career as an
alIayer of suffering. The descent
was not as impossible as it looked
from above The cliff sloped
somewhat and, although the soft
and treacherous shale rock slid
him down ten feet at a time,
outcroppings Of solid boulders
stopped him and gave him breath
Ing space and foothoId.
At last, some 20 feet above
where the surf flashed white
on a tiny incurve of beach, in
q black, damp pocket between
two rocks, his cropping hands
came in contact with the case
Of Amon-Ka. An unconscious
hope that by some means the
case might be empty; that this
was ruse to stop him; that
In the darkness, before he caught
up with the touring car, Lecay
had taken the unconscious girl
out and placed her in the bottom
Of the car-had kept him from
final despair. But now he heard
q low moaning; the last hope
died within him. He knelt and
touched the splintered case. The
top was damned down tightly
about the head and shoulders by
the fall, and he had to exert
all his strength to remove it.
He put out his hand and felt
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coast medaws. The house had be-
fore it few witchlike trees. bent
over toward the water. as II they
suffered from an eternal stitch in
the side. Behind, uneven rows Of
artichokes were growing in q mix
ture of sand and soil. Nets were
spread out in front of the house.
and couple OF round scoop nets
on rings, for grabbing, hung from
nails in the front wall near the
door. The window through which
the light came was nlended with
a piece Of square cardboard glued
onto the broken glass. Some sort
Of comnrotion seemed to be going
on inside In spite OF the hour. He
could hear feet shutting hastily
about and the sound Of excited
voices.
Holding SuLe in his arms, he
kicked vigorously at the door.
At the same time he raised his
voice.
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as il a miracle OF transsubstantia
ton had been performed. But II
was no hour for a doctor to in
dulge in wonder when man was
dying. He took stimulant from
his satchel and forced some be-
tween the young mans lavender
lips. He looked up toward the
road, Tar above. The light OF his
car cleaned in the darkness
touring car was completely out
OF sight. He heard a faint throb-
throb-throb. His engine was not
shut off. The moonlight cleaned
on the treacherous shale and the
dark points of outcropping bould-
ers above him. He knew it
would be humanity impossible for
him to climb up that cliff carry
ing the weight Of another body,
light though it was.
His eyes searched around below
him. The Pacific lay spread out
in the moonlight, beautiful, but
unhelping. The little beach was
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By EIe1sOre Mehe1in

shoulders. She raised her face.
the eyes closed. But I am the
woman"
judge-and only then the prosecu-
tor saw her
Audience and jurors leaned for
ward. They drank her words. II
am the woman. Here-he shot
me here"
She sank down. She rubbed
her hands very anxiously against
her throat.
The judge watched intently
He pushed a book so hastily 1t
fell from the bench. Very well,
Mr.. Prosecutor. Well aNay your
doubts. order recess. Let
the finger-prinfs Of the witness
be taken. Let her wound be ex-
amined by physicians. I order
recess for half an hour"
Then Dougles buried his face
in his arms. He sat immOvable,
not stirring even when she
touched his hair with her fingers.
Douglas, look at me-Oh, Doug.
las, dear"
He was led away. And he
dared not look at her. She had
clared him. The moment 1t was
shown that she was the woman
wounded he would be cleared be-
yond a doubt. For it was adj
mitted that he stood outside Of
Ramon's office at a quarter of II.
He stood there impatiently wait
tng-perhaps two minutes. And
three minutes later he was seen
leaning over the woman-appear-
ing to caresS her-stanching her
wound. This woman had already
been wounded. She had already
crept with laborious slowness from
that far corner where the blood
stains were to the door. She had
fumbled with it and let him in.
Sandy had shown this. The
testimony of the five people who
identified Douglas bore her out.
So she had cleared him.
But at what a cost! Cost OF
her own life, her own freedom.
Sandy in a celia sitting cell!
He was led away-his head
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S A n y Y :

that clear, fluty voice now slow
and husky: lam going-tO
answer. came-tO answer"
The prosecutor slowly rolled a
wad Of paper. "Your honor, the
questions are in order. Murder
has been done. / am attempting
to show motive; to show that
this witness goaded the defendant
into the killing when she saw
she could not escape the atten-
tions Of the deceased. She goaded
the defendant into the killing,
or, in a moment Of dependence
because she must leave the de-
PENDANT, she killed Worth and
turned the gun on herself"
Furiously: THE witness is. not
on trialw
mo! But the witness has been.
brought into this court in a most
irregular manner. She has at
tempted with smile and weakness
to play on the sympathies Of
these jurors.
"She has been rushed in here at
the eleventh hour when the case
against the defendant was practi-
cally proved and a verdict of
guilty would certainly have been
returned. At this crucial moment
the witness breaks into the court
and in a sensational manner ar
rests the proceedings.
Your honor, move that the
entire testimony of this witness
be stricken from the records This
woman may be an actress brought
here by a defense admittedly with
out word to say for himself
the desperate maneuver Of man
facing the gallows. It has not
even been shown that this wit
ness is the woman wounded in the
office of the deceased"
Sandy stood. She stood with
her hands resting on either arm
of the chair. The sunlight fell
on her face making it
luminous like the face of an angel
shining from a stained glass win
dow
She swept out one hand-breez-
lily, as when she had tossed the
shawl so brilliantly about her
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called him from the purely per-
sonal. Although not Kathleen,
human being was dying in his
arms. He must make every eff
fort as a doctor, as another hui
man being, to fan into flame
again the dying spark of life.
He stared down into the distorted
face. 1t was that OF young
man. He reached around, opened
with one hand his satchel while
with the other he supported the
body, and. drew out a little wad
of medicated cotton, with which
he wiped the blood smears from
his face. Then suddenly, with the
features clear Of the dark, moist
streaks, he saw whom he was
holding.
It was the face of Suke, the
young Egyptian, that was up
turned in the moonlight.
The physician, for the second
time, felt creep over him that
sense of strangeness and mystery,
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And the

down, teeth sunk In his lower lip.
Judith, overcome Judith, with
her head thudding and sick,
watched him led away like this,
brown, bonny head lowered.
And she pushed Sandy to a
chair. She ran after him-she
caught his arm. He mumbled
with despairfng accusation. Don't
Jude! What did I tell you?
They'll do it to her. They're
going to do it to her"
''No-wait, Douglas they can't
they won't-I've Thought
Then she flung herself at Nor
man Wood: ''Listen-can I see
that pistol? I'm thinking. Didn't
they say it's an automatic? And
you have to use pressure on the
handle and the trigger? Both at
once? Oh, listen-I know where
she was wounded-the angle
of it."
''Yes-the pistol-I'm going for
it. Come here! You say
you know where she was
wounded? And you think it will
be clear she couldn't have shot
herself?"
Judits steadoying herself against
MS arm: Let me see the pistol
Let me try and see if
she could do it. - Oh,
Douglas-she didn't KNOW
know Sandy. ="
Wood ~brought Judith to the
judges chamber. He put the
pistol in her hand.
Sandy was shot in the left
breast, the bullet entering at a
sharp, acute angle. And the
bullet coming out through the
back in direct line with this
angle. The bullet came out
through the back under the right
shoulder.
Judith took the gun. She tried
to manipulate it. She tried again
"a dozen times. She said to
Norman Wood: Gould it be done?
Could she have done it?"
You're certain the mark of en-
trance is just there?'
I'm certain"
Then she didn't do it
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like half q silver coin. He looked
on down along the rocks. spIashed
with moonlight and foamand
suddenly, below him and farther
south, where the cliffs flattened
down and Widened out from the
beach into sort Of high, salt
meadow, he saw a thin point Of
yellow light. He stared at It
hopefully. It didn't move; 1t was
fixed. Where there was light,
there were human beings "a bed
help.
He would go down toward It. 1t
was, he figured, a distance of what
would be about three city blocks
away.
Bearing the burden Of the young
Egyptian, his satcheI hanging
from his arm, he turned his back
on the dark rock crevice where the
case Of Amon-Ka, which had lasted
so many thousand years. lay
broken He made an arduous and
dangerous passage over shaky
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NJ ystery, Love
and Thrills
Galore
!. Anybody nome here2''

lAt1YOQOy &AOAAAC8 AAsst
There was sudden and abso-
lutte stiffness within the house.
A few moments passed. then he
heard the sound of heavy. catls
tious shuttle across the floor The
door was half opened and swar-
thy face, with black rumpled hair
and bloodshot eyes. looked out.
What you want?'
..Shelter for sick man.
The swarthy head shook slowly.
mo more sick ones.
He made as IL to shut the door
but DR.. Cressy put his foot with
III the Iessening crack.
ssBut this mans dyingl You
must give him shelter. I'm q doc
tor. / must have place to put
him to bed and attend him.
At the word. doctor the
mans face instantly changed. lie
swung the door wide open, and
plucking at the pl1ysician's sleeve,
said, with shining eyes. IN tones
OF the utmost eagerness:
.sVenga - venga come. come,
Senior Doctor bueno Doctor
come come
10 those within he shouted:
"A doctor comes. = doctor
comes!
Al woman's voice answered:
God sends him God sends him
-ah, Virgo MariaE
The man led the way into the
inside Of the shanty. He pointed
indifferently and hastily to 9
rought iron bed in one corner
with tumbled clothes. In this
between coarse blankets still warm
from the bodies that had slept De.
tween them, DIR Greasy gently
placed the young Egyptian. he
placed the OIL lamps nearer and
started to examine the sick man
but the owner Of the place
continued to pluck at his sleev~
Come come come. Senior Doc
tor-bueno Doctor
He pulled aside a buriap cur
tain which separated the first
bed, in which he and his wife
evidently slept, from a mattress
on the floor, upon which two
children lay. They were wide
awake, their deep brown eyes
staring at him. At the foot Of
the mattress was battered bed
crib. in which q little girl Of
four lay. Her breath came Am
short gasps between her vivid
lips. She made futile gestures
with her thin. brown child's
hands and muttered uninteIlig ible
baby's talk.
CTo Be Continued Tomorrow
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through the woods. living in cool
grottos and by shady streams,
playing his pipes and delighting
all of the nymphs who lived in
the woods, and watching their
joy as they danced to his music.
Pan invented another musical
instrument also. It was believed,
when the gods were waging their
war against the Titans or Giants,
that Pan invented a trumpet out
of sea shell, and when he blew
into it, made such a noise that
the Titans though a great mon
ster was pursuing them, and fled
in terror"
"He wasn't bad fellow at
all, was he, Foxy Grandpa?" de-
>clared Bobby.
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so skillfully that he became bold
enough to challenge Apollo to a
competition.
e"Of course, a judge was neces-
sary to decide who was the bet
ter player, so Midas was selected.
But that was a bad day for
Midas"
why, Foxy Grandpa?" asked
Bobby, hardly able to wait.
Because" 1 continued, midas
decided that Pan could make
more beautiful music than Apollo.
This made Apollo furious. and
what did he do to poor Midas, but
make his ears grow like that OF
donkey.
$50, Pan went on his way.
journeying over the plains and