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rt The Green Seal By CHARLES EDMONDS WALK Author of "The Silver BUde," "The Paternoster Ruby," "The Time Lock," etc 1 yi.â€" (Cont'd). I'l-'nly ha^ turned M not h-ive been 1 vniTuely heard â-  -r questions in a neither disregard I •• o' the fellas with i =t»ve Willet«?" ] I rin't say Steve â€" ' •'â- ' nil I efer heard other fellow's, that CfiAP'i If the room upside down. ' more stapp- Struber askin: tone that hri- nor inatter.tioi "Do you nif- the diamond "No, no. n' â-  just Willets. of his name I forget" "Which o' t "The fierce Jolly enough ' anything to r and watched. ' Struber gn aa if the pur prehensible tc "And th, brought thf • yuh recogniz' it again?" '.'Surely," r.-j.Hed Aartsen. square â€" aboin t^vo inches" tvvo was Willets?" â- V'' fpllow. He was :hr,agh, when he hid He mostly sat quiet •!n-mber." r. • - head a short jerk 'vere perfectly com- I'm. 'it!e ivory box they nt stone in, would it if yuh were to see dicated the "covered wit' togsâ€"" We all tuv!.. Fox. She h; cry of amaz' t "Why," h blushing an<' centrated re;., small Chine.':< "It was -he in- with his hands â€" unny Chinese carv- I abruptly to Miss i.ttered an inarticulate rt faltered, suddenly i if used under our con- â-  • rt, "that describes a Inn that has belonged to my aunt e\ rr since I can remem- ber. But of fi'urse it can not be the lame one." "Of course not," Aartsen readily agreed. "Jii^t a.< there was nefer iuch another .Isimond as this one." "Don't be too sure," Struber drily advised him. "I can show yuh inside of an hour a I"i5c I bet yuh'U swear is the same ono." He flipped the sheet of wrapping- paper across the table toward the ex- pert. "If the bo.x bad been wrapped in that," he went on, "wouldn't it just about fit those plain creases?" "Don't forc<>t," I spoke aside to the detective, while Aartsen, perplexed and frowning, exr mined the wrapper, "that there is another box that will fit those creases." I meant, of course, the ring box. The only recognition by Struber of my reminder wao another curt nod: he did not remove his sharp regard from Aartsen. Presently the latter shoved the wrapper aside. "I should say yes," said he. "But that means nothing. Blenty of boxes aie that size and shape; any one of them would fit those greases." With a secret, crooked little smile, Struber recovered the wrapper, and folding it along the creases, careful not to erase them, quietly placed it in his pocket. "Mebbe you're wise when it comes to givin' diamonds the acid test," he â- jbserved to Aartsen, "but yuh ain't wise to the fact that this particular chunk o' ice was in somethin' else be- sides that wad o' paper when this wrapper was put on. Mr. Ferris ain't told us yet why he didn't bring It along." "Because I couldn't find it," I quickly explained. "It was precisely stich a box as Mr. Aartsen described â€" a replica of the box you have al- ready seen, Struber. A verbal de- scription, you know, wouldn't amount to much." "What does anything amount to in this case?" inquired Struber. "You don't know. You're not ready to say what's important an' what ain't. It's up to me to find out, for it looks like I got to horn in without a invite be- cause my reg'lar duties 've brought me in. This here gent" â€" indicating Aartsen by a sidcwise motion of his head â€" "won't even say for sure what the rock's worth. I reckon they're scarce all right; but them dinkey lit- tle boxes seem to be as thick as fleas on a dog. How many is there any- how? I'd like to see Miss Fox's aunt's." ifor: Indigestion and Biliousness Indigestion, biliousness, heod- tches, flatulence, pains after . eating, constipation, are all com- mon symptoms of stomach and liver tioubles. And the mor« jron neglect them the more you suffer. Take Mother SeiRel'l Syrup if your stomach, liver, or twwels are slightly deranged ot MOTHER SEIGEL'S SYRUP have lost tone. Mother Seigel'i Syrup Is atade from the curativ* extracts of certain roots, bsurks, and leaves, which have a re- msrkable tonic and strengthen- ing effect on all the organs ol ggestion. The distressing sym^ ms of indigestion oi liver tioubtes soon disappear nadet ks beneficial action. Buy a |>ottle to-day, but be sure yon aet the genuine Mother Seigel's 97>^p- There are many imits- twns, but not one that gives the tame health beaefits. lUS Uthe Best Remedy ^O^V <lptl> IK TWO SUUK CnLT. tvu. aiz£, r iMi.ae uhl tut mssios C â€" "You mpy," phe quipfy told him. '•Shell «hnW it to you if I give you a notf" to her." "Thnnks, M'=s Pox. I'll take a p".sp.T out there some time to-day, then." i I CHAPTER XII. The pronosal I wanted to offer tp- prrct'TK? the dinm-md may be suf- fi<'!Prtly e.xnlainpd bv the disposition finally made of it. Before our party h'oke up and fsenaratod, it was with the understspHing that the priceless (Tpra ws to remain in the custody of the C'tnis Exchange Bank, and to hp delivered on'y unon either my or Mi=s Fox's apnlicat'on in person, and in the presence of Mr. Hall himself. No merely v/ritten demand â€" less than a court order, of course â€" would be honored, and should anything hanpen to me I imposed corfidence enoujrh in Miss Fox to tru?t to her judgment and discretion in rase of emergency. Fin- ally, unless Mr. Hall were fully sat- isfl"d that everything was proper, he need not deliver the diamond at all. Thus was an inestimable trpasure, seemingly ownerless, snfe.jarded, and my burden of responsibility light- ened. Three of usâ€" Struber, Miss Fox, and myselfâ€" emerged upon the walk together. At that moment a rangy gray antomobile spun by, so fast th.it I caueht only a hazy glimpse of its occupants, who were two in number: the driver, and a figure in the ton- neau, muffled to the ears in a drab motoi:ing-coat. A feeling that I had seen the car before impelled me to watch it until it rounded the corner into Fifth Street and disappeared to- ward Hill Street. I was ercjnged thus perhaps two Second*!. Then I became .iware that Miss Fox's hand was clutching my arm and tt'it Struber was rerrarding us inquiringly, as if to ask why we lagged. "Did you see that automobile?" asked Miss Fox in a dropped voice. I ghnced at her, surprised that she should have been attracted to it too. I saw that she was disturbed. Auto- mobiles of all shapes and sizes and vintages, were passing in both direc- tions in two continuous streams; but I knew very well the one she meant. "Yes," I replied. "I was wondering where I had seen it before." "All during our morning ride," she declared, "it followed us." Her look was troubled as it met mine. She let her hand drop from my arm as she continued hurriedly: • "When we paused, just before turn- ing into Vermont Avenue, it gaused too." Struber had approached and was now an interested listener. At that instant a light of compre- hension broke upon me;., something surged up into my conscious mind and exacted recognition, something that intuition or subconsciousness had ap- prehended all along: there had not Ixen a moment when I was abroad during the past week that I had not been followed, my every movement , watched. Without being able to connect it with any certain, definite \ occasion, that gray automobile dart- ed dimly in and out of memory's field, personifying the shadow that had hung persistently upon my trail. In my mind I saw it as through a veil, j Miss Fox's perturbed assertion served to fix the conviction; yet I was sure I had not noticed this particular automobile during our ride â€" I had been too engrossed to heed insigni- cant details, like automobiles, or even solar eclipses or earthquakes. So I questioned her assuratice until I could no longer conjure up a doubt. i "You know," I said, "it's a common thing to imagine that another car is following yours. They do, too, but inadvertently; it's a sort of hypnosis, one driver riding aimlessly and un- 1 consciously letting the car ahead act as pilot â€" too lazy or feeble-minded to choose a route of his own." | "That may be the explanation," she ' assented, so dubiously that I knew she didn't think so at all. i It appeared that Struber had not observed the car; but when I present- ly admitted that Miss Fox possibly had been correct in her suspicion, that the gray car probably had followed us with intent, not only that morning, but had trailed me closely all week, he was disposed to view the matter seriously. He even expounded a theory elucidating the problem. i "Yuh start out to shadow a fella," he averred; "stick close to him all the timeâ€" I don't care whether he sees yuh or not, or hasn't any reason to suspicion he's being followed â€" he'll get next to it in time. Funny thing, but it's so. He can't pick out the shadow, but after a few days he gets uneasy and fidgety without knowin' why â€" gets to jerkin' his head round and lookin' to see who's behind him. . . . You walk mostly, don't yuh?", he abruptly broke off. ! "As much as I can," I told him. -. "It's about all the exercise I get." | "Wish you'd get the license num- [ ber," he went on, "or could describe them better. It don't look good to j me. Them ginks is prepared for any- , thing. I see how they work it; they're pretty foxy, all right. As long" as you're walkin' the guy in the back seat walks too, shadowin' yuh, while the other trails along with the auto, I keepin' him in sight. Then if yuh I hop a car, get a taxi, or anything like ' that, this guy signals his machine, climbs aboard and don't lo.se yuh. An ; auto followin' a fella on foot would be spotted by "him right off, so this gray ' auto keep.s out o' your sight as much as possible â€" but you've got a line on 'em, just the same." i "But why the dickens should they want to follow me?" I demanded. "Who are they anyway?" | "Search me," he returneti gloomily. "What with that diamond and the U5IT Highly Recommended For the Complexion. Everywhere â€" from coast to coast â€" you will hear the praises of Usit. This wonderful con>p*exion restorer is bringing the freshness and smooth- ness of youth to the faces of thou- sands of Canadian women. Everyone >^ho has used it consistently has ob- tained splendid results and recom- mends it highly. The woman who is seeking a perfect complexion will find Usit an inestimable aid. All good druggists carry it. Manufactured by the Usit Manufacturing Company, Limited, 476 Boncesvalles avenue, Toronto. climax more astonishing than any- thing else that the baffling mystery had yet jolted me with. She was only frankly curious, and her lovely eyes were aglow with a light of anticipa- tion. Then she saw the box and ut- tered a little exclamation. (To be continued.) Only Fine, Flavoury Teas are used to produce the faonous Chink sign and all I feel like I was 'way out over my head, where the un- dertow and tide-rio was a-gettin' me. I ain't no Sherlock Holmes." Miss Fox and I both laughed; but right away he regarded me with whimsical shrewdness. "Just watch your Uncle Heinie," he adjured ; "111 go plugging along in my own way, an' I bettcha, when we come to cash in, my stack won't be all whies. . . . Going anywhere particu- lar to-day?" he asked irrelevantly. I considered. "Why," I retui-ned at length, "I must be at the courthouse at two â€" hnve a motion to argue in denartment four; that will take only a few min- utes. After that an engagement at the Henne Building; then the inquest. You are not asking merely out of curiosity, I suppose?" "You suppose right. Mebbe VW have something to tell yuh before night Don't forget thisâ€" don't let on like you're wise to your shadow. Yuh might scare 'em off, and I want 'em to keep followin' yuh for a while." He turned abruptly to Miss Fox. "If yuhll give me that note to your aunt," he said, "I'll bother her just long enough to let me see the ivory box you spoke about." We moved up closer to the building, away from the jostling sidewalk throng. A sheet from my memoran- dum-book, my fountain pen, the mem- oranduni-book itself serving as desk, and the note was written right there. She appended a street and number that I identified as being some dis- tance out on Boyle Heights. "The First Street car goes within two blocks of the house," she told him. Struber gallantly doffed his shabby derby and murmured his thanks. To me he said over his shoulder, as he moved away: "I'll drift back to your loft as soon as I can. I've a hunch it'll help things along if we compare notes." "I'm willing," I agreed. And the detective, in his illusory shiftless fashion, went rapidly away. CHAPTER XIIL Up to this time I had spoken of the death-ring to Miss Fox only in the slightest and most casual way; be- cause, prior to Steve Willets's death â€" I never could bring myself to think- ing of him as her father â€" her interest in it had seemed so remote that the idea did not suggest itself, and after- wards I was restrained from speaking of it by a reluctance to mention the instrument that had been the direct cause of that death. But now, with the potential con- nection between the ring and the ivory boxes in mind, and the manner in which they had come into the mys- tery surrounding her own life, I de- cided that she was entitled to have air the information relating to it that I could impart. The circumstances of her attitude toward the bandit being nearly, if not quite, impersonal, re- lieved the situation immensely. She fostered no tender memories of the man; in his death she had known no grief. The only .sentiment respecting him that she could possibly entertain was regret that he had been the sort of man he was. His taking off had been a blessifig instead of an afflic- tion. Accordingly, therefore, after Stru- ber left us and we were once more back at the office, the instant I found the opportunity I called Miss Pox into my private room for the purpose of telling her about the ring. The story of the diamond, of course, she had already heard that morning, ex- cept one feature that I purposely had not referred to at the bank, name- ly, the coincidence of its apparently miraculous arrival, and her having come into the midst of that astound- ing situation with what was to me the most e.xtraordinary story of all. My principal purpose, however, was to give her the ring's history, as much as I knew of it; and as I un- locked the drawer where I had hidden it beneath a mass of old papers, I said: "The diamond coming as it did was enough to upset any man; but the two boxes being exactly alike was the limit." I was fumbling for the ring box. "You know, there is an atmos- phere about this box, as if it had be- longed to the ring for ages. It was hard to believe that there could be another just like it. Right on top of that came your story, then, a day or two later, the Strang lettersâ€" well, it's been a prettv strenuous week for me." My hand encountered the box, which I drew forth. The instant Miss Fox beheld it I knew its appearance was not strange to her. But how lit- tle did I dream that this relatively un- important episode was to end in a WAR AND BUTTERFLIES. What Fashionable Women Are Doing in the Great War. Centuries ago a chronicler of the crusades recorded quaintly of a cer- tain vain and valorous knight: "Three wounds he received in this battle, whereat he laughed; but the Payr.im who shore his tall plume he cursed deeply, and rested not till he had, with his good sword, shorn off his head." That was in the day when every gentleman who was not a priest must be a fighter, and could be a dandy only by the way. It was many years later that another type arose, dandy first and fighter afterward: the grace- ful idler, the society fop, suddenly transformed by patriotism, at his country's call, into a hero. History proved him, fiction adopted him; he became one of the most popular fig- ures in drama, story, and romance. But until now neither fact nor fiction has supplied a corresponding type of heroine. The great war of to-day, although it demands of many of the noble wo- men who have answered the call greater ability, responsibility, and thoroughness of training than has ever been demanded of women before, has also ofl'ered opportunities of ser- vice to others, hitherto merely women of fashion and the gay world, which many have eagerly accepted. Women used only to organizing balls toil on committees; women who have shone in foreign capitals interpret for hap- 1 less refugees; women who have play- ^ ed with petted children in charming nurseries establish orphanages, care for destitute mothers, or a<lopt war babies. Other women, of the modern athletic type, untrained in nursing, devote their nerve and muscle to slav- ing in hospitals. â€" hastily improvised, ill equipped, overcrowded, under- manned hospitals, â€" where they fag for the real nurses, and turn their hands to anything from writing wills and messages for dying men to men- ial and often horrible tasks of wash- ing, scrubbing and disinfecting. Others give themselves, with their automobiles, to the Red Cross, and drive their own cars, filled with wounded, over war-torn roads and half-wrecked bridges with skill and daring. Often they run them under fire, and not ono of them has flinched. "If ever this terrible time, which seems an endless nightmare, does really end," the American wife of an Englishman of high social position, who has been loyally working with the rest, wrote home recently, "and if i I wake up to peace and pretty clothes I and gay doings, and life as it used to i be â€" sometimes I wonder who it will I be that will wake ? Not I, as I am 1 now, or it wouldn't be waking, and i not I, the old I of before the war; i that I, my dear, is as dead as if she ; had been shot. I want to be happy j and jolly again, yet when I think of the old life it seems no more possible to take it up and live it than to go back and be a little girl. I have died, or grown up, or been born again since then â€" I don't quite know which! I only know that I am, and must be, different, and that I cannot even wish to be the same again." Sometimes to lose a self is to find a soul. blends. Every leaf is fresh, fragrant full of its natural deliciousness. Sold in sealed packets only. BI07 WE PAY HIGHEST PRICES FOR RAW FURS FREE HalUm's Ttaimcn tliMl" t«il« how Mi't «h«rn 1(1 l^»,i an<1 .;thfr valtmttfs tufuriM Hon for ihdteApfMu "ftlHniT htt l'»t" "Ta if» liot" rf bMkUt.fiil rurutsnndg&r inentB, «lsu "Tiaputt ui Sxrttniri't Sufpy Citltet" Onai, TrtDs An.nikl lUll. pliOi '^^;^, etc «l lii«.»; IxfoAI. nl) iltuvUlt-,]. UAfikyitKIO. A.i>)rtM. jwnn n^LLAn nm. no, Toronto MISSILE FOUND BY X-RAYS. Bullet Taken From Heart and Soldier Still Lives. The opening of a chamber of the heart and extracting a bullet is re- ported by Professor Freund and Doc- tor Casperson in the Munich Medical Weekly. The patient was a young soldier who had recovered from a bul- j let wound through the liver. Upon I X-ray examination preceding his dis- charge from the hospital a foreign ob- ject was discerned in the heart. It moved synchronously with the heart's j pulsations, and the physicians decided I that it was a shrapnel bullet. To prevent possible dangerous com- ' plications it was determined to re- move the bullet. The breast was opened, the pericardium slit sufficient- ly to permit the heart to be brought forward, a quick incision was made in the right ventricle, and the bullet was immediately found and removed. Much blood was lost, but the bleed- ing stopped after a prompt stitching and the patient made a complete re- covery. The bullet, which weighed 12 ' grams, had taken a most erratic and I extraordinary course. It struck the soldier on the left shoulder from above, aa he was storming forward, inflicting only a flesh wound. It pass- ed down and diagonally across the body, barely marking the skin, was deflected by a cartridge box and en- tered the liver, passing completely through it into the vena cava, one of the tjj«f trunk veins that empty into the heart The bloodstream corvey- od it thence into the right ventricle of the heart. __ - â€" * â€" Sure He Would. Did you ever have a cold you could not get rid of? No If I did I'd still have it now. There were 100,000 fewer visitors to the London Zoological Gardens last yea;- than during th« previous ewelvo months. Making Better Farm Butter. Nearly all butter sold by the farm- er is of poorer quality than it should be. 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