• % < ,P .• • .>-5 / * ' 1 -w*m Fh m iWKasmmi zmgs&mfWMmtt* SYNOPSIS. Th« Morr opens with a aertun from Dorothy Marc he in the opera box of Mrs. Mlssioner, a wealthy widow. It Is oc casioned when Mrs. Missioner's necklace breaks, scattering the diamonds all over the floor. Curtis Grlswold and Bruxton Sands, society men in love with Mrs. Mls sioner. gather up the gems. Grlswold stays on" what is supposed to be the cele brated Maharanee and crushes it. A Hin doo declares it was not the genuine. An expert later pronounces all the stones substitutes for the original. Detectives Donnelly and Carson investigate. They decide that the theft of the original gems was accomplished by some one in the house. Miss Elinor Iloicomb, confidential companion of Mrs. Mlssioner, Is sus pected. Ona of the missing diamonds Is found in her room Mrs. Mlssioner pro tests that Elinor is innocent, but she is takun to prison. Meantime, in an up- towr mansion, two Hindoos, who are in America to recover the Maharanee, dis cuss the arrest. Detective Britz takes up tho case. He evidently believes Elinor In nocent. and asks the co-operation of Dr. Ld&wrence Fitch, her fiance. In running down the real criminal. CHAPTER VIII. Britz Take* Action. Lieutenant Britz occupied a unique position in the Detective Bureau. His official grade wag the same as that of Donnelly and Carson, but, by sheer force of his ability, he had lifted him self so far above them that when working on a case they accepted his orders like subordinates. Brit* was one of the four or five men of the entire detective force who could not be classed as a "stool-pigeon man." That Is, he did not depend on the use' of stool-plgeonB for his results. He needed no staff of thieves to Inform him of the doings of other thieves. His detective ability was developed to a high degree, combining an acute analytic sense with remarkable indus try. These talents were reinforced by a rare detective instinct, which often led him irresistibly to the goal of his pursuit. He was a bundle of twitching nerves beneath a placid exterior. Nature had endowed him "with an inscrutable countenance, an iron will, and a rest less energy that seemed to flow from an inexhaustible Inner fountain. He matched his resourcefulness against the tricks of th# criminals he pursued and, having the keener mind, he in variably won. Brltz's enthusiasm never bubbled to the surface. He carried himself with an apt*earance of masterly ease, as if he held his impulses in complete sub jection. There was nothing striking in his stature, yet he left an impres sion of hidden strength as of a steel framework behind a light coating of plaster. His eyes, deep set beneath the arched outline of his eyebrows, seemed to emit a mysterious. Inex plicable current that circled around one and drew one closer within its constantly narrowing circumference. The shade of melancholy that gloomed his nature was not hidden by the mask of superb Indifference that rest ed on his Well-defined features, with their crowning breadth of lightly fur rowed forehead. It revealed Itself with the slightest twitch of his facial muscles as well as in the drooping line of his mouth. By some peculi arity of the blood, his complexion ran a yellow ivory, never varying Its color under the stress of the strongest emo tions. It required superhuman cour age to meet the steady gaze of his eyes and lie to him. Though some what abrupt of manner and speech, there was something engaging about him, some subtle magic of personality that brought one under the thrall of his mind. Almost without the utter ance of a syllable, he could bend weak natures to his will. Only the strong est persons were able to resist his domination. He was one of those strange beings who live mostly within themselves, yet there' were times when he felt a desolation of heart, a longing for companionship, for intimate associa tion with his fellow beings. On such occasions, his life seemed to lack something of the beauty of other lives, as if it had been cast In a more som ber shade. He could feel a wave of melancholy coming on him, and to avoid its depressing influence, he turn ed his mind resolutely to bis work, feasting on the crime at hand as on some tempting dish. Without knowing why, the Mlssioner diamond robbery held for him a fascination more pow erful than that called up by any other crime within bis memory* He recog nized surface Indications of a deep cunning In the conception and execu tion of the theft. His experienced eye saw that no ignorant or vulgar mind had engineered the substitution of those marvelous diamonds. The vursuit of the criminal fairly sparkled with exciting possiblitles, and Britz felt the thrill of the chase even before be started the pursuit. Brits paced nervously up and down bis room, revolving the Incidents sur rounding the discovery of the theft In his mind, but he was unable to pick a clew on which to work. Nor did the occurrences in which Donnelly and Carson participated furnish any prom ising material. "I'll begin at the very bottom," he murmured, "and work gradually to the top." He sauntered out of the bouse, walking with the air of one trying to lengthen moments of reflection. In front of the Mlssioner home he stopped, surveying the massive stone walls, as if trying to figure the possi bility of nocturnal Intrusion. The front door was of heavy bronze and was swung open by t£e butler In re sponse to the ringing of the bell. "Is Mrs. Mlssioner at home?" asked Britz. The butler eyed him susplcioucly. "Who wishes to see her?" be asked. "Lieutenant Britz, of Headquarters." After a long delay, he was ushered into the same room in which the inci dents preceding Miss Holcoaah's ar rest had occurred. "I have come to inquire more mi nutely Into the disappearance of the jewels," he explained. Mrs. Missioner's face showed lines of deep suffering. Heavy rings en circled her eyes, deep furrows scarred her forehead. "1 am more than anxious to supply you with all the information in my possession," she said. "It is meager enough, and I almost despair of ever seeing my Jewels again." "Madam, no case is hopelesdf' Britz soothed. "The Immense value of the diamonds will make their recovery all the easier. I feel safe in surmising that none of them, or only a very few of them, have been disposed of as yet. Now, do you recall the last time you wore the collarette?" "It was a week ago, at dinner in my home," 6he replied. "And when before that?" "About two weeks before, at a dance in the home of a friend." "How long have you owned the col larette?" "About ten years." "It was a gift from your husband, I believe?" Britz asked. "It was," the widow answered. "Where was it purchased?" "The Maharanee was bought in In dia. The other stones were gathered from time to time, and were strung together in the form of the collarette at Tiffany's." "That was ten years ago?" "It was." "Since then, has the collarette been out of your possession at any time?" "I recall only one instance," 6he re plied. "When was that?" he asked. "About two years ago. I sent It to Tiffany's for resetting." "The substitution was hardly made there," he smiled. "You are abso lutely sure the collarette, with that one exception, has been In no one else's possession?" "Absolutely sure," the widow an swered. "May I examine the safe?" be asked. Through a magnifying glass he studied the steel door of the compart ment, after which the widow set the combination and swung open the safe. The interior was as bare of suspicious marks as the exterior. "Donnelly and Carson are right to this extent. It is an inside Job," he pronounced. "We must ascertain the day of the robbery as closely as possible," he said. "Two years ago is too remote a time on which to begin work. I un derstand that you called In Mr. Rans- come the other night? Has any other expert seen the jewels in the last two years ?" "No other expert, but Mr. Ranscome and I looked over the collection be fore I went abroad eighteen months ago. He saw the collarette at th, time." "Good!" flashed Britz. "Of course, he said nothing as to the jewels being paste?" "Nothing," answered Mre. Mls sioner. "Then it is almost certain that the real jewels were in your safe then," pronounced Britz, "Since then, who has been with you when you wore the collarette?" "Mr. Oriswold and Mr. Sands were my escorts to the dinner two weeks ago. They and Miss March also were my guests at the opera." "Now, please tell me exactly, who was in the room when you put the col larette on and when you took it off on coming home two weeks ago?" Britz inquired. "Miss Hoi comb was in the room when I opened the combination of the safe. I believe the collarette lay on the table until I was fully dressed. Then Mr. Sands and Mr. Oriswold ar rived, and were shown Into the room. I recall that I had difficulty in adjustr ing the clasp, and Mr. Oriswold snap ped it shut." "Were you out of the room for even a moment while the collarette lay on the table?" "No," Mrs. Mlssioner answered. "Did yon observe anything suspici ous in the movements, actions, or con duct of Miss Holcomb that evening?" "Nothing." "What occurred after you came home? Who helped you to undress?" "My maids were asleep," said Mrs. Mlssioner, "and I called Miss Hol comb, who occupies the room next to mine. She helped me take off the jew els and she saw me place them* in the safe." "And with the exception of your self, Miss Holcomb is the only one who fcnew the combination of the safe?" Britz flashed. "Only Miss Holcomb," responded the widow. ' c L i "On the night of the opera, who was I with you when you put on the collar ette?" "Miss Holcomb, Mr. Oriswold, Mr. Sands, and Miss March," the widow infonned him. "Did any of those present help you place it about your neck?" "No. Mr. Sands had taken the col larette from the table, and was look ing at It. I took It from him and fastened it myself." "After you took the collarette from the safe on those two nights, did any servant enter the room?" "The footman, of course, announced Mr. Grlswold and Mr. Sands. I re member, too, that my Bast Indian servant brought my new dress." "Do you believe Miss Holcomb Is the thief?" suddenly fired Britz. "I cannot believe her capable of ft," she said. "Then If we eliminate her," Britz retorted, "we must look for the thief among Mr. Sands, Mr. Grlswold, the footman, and the East Indian servant- Miss March, of course, is out of the question." "So are Mr. Sands and Mr. Oris wold," came in positive tones from Mrs. Mlssioner. Britz made no comment. His eyes moved restlessly about the room, fall ing finally in a steady gaze on the widow. "How long has the footman been in your employ?" he asked. "More than fifteen years," she re sponded promptly. "And the other servant?" "About a year. He came very high- corrected the detective. "We must allow all suspicion to be directed to ward her." "But it is cruel, it is inhuman, to keep her in prison," protested Mrs. Mlssioner. "It is necessary," assured Britz. "My dear madam, don't excite your self. My blundering colleagues have done all the harm they can possibly do to Miss Holcomb. Far more im portant than the recovery of the neck lace is the establishment of her in nocence in the eyes of the world. With all the suspicious circumstances of this case woven about her, your mere belief in her Innocence will not clear her. Therefore, you will have to leave this entire matter in my hands." The widow bowed submissively. A shade of sorrow crept over her face as she contemplated the plight of her secretary. "May I go to the Jail and assure her of my belief in her?" she asked. "That would be fatal," replied the detective. "Then what can I do--I must do something for her," groaned Mrs. Mls sioner. "The only thing we can do for her is to find the real thief." said Britz. "Kindly give me the addresses of Mr. Sands and Mr. Oriswold." He wrote the addresses of the two men on the back of a card and left. Britz headed straight for Headquar ters and entered the office of the Chief. He threw himself wearily into a chair with the air of one vainly SsmmmmU No Longer Could She Find Solace in Tears. ly recommended, and I do not see how he possibly could have substituted the paste necklace for the real one." "Neither do I," agreed Britz. "Did either Mr. Sands or Mr. Oriswold ever have opportunity to pass through Miss Holcomb's room?" "Not that I am aware of," replied Mrs. Mlssioner. Britz eyed the woman impressively. "We must bear In mind," he said, "that whoever stole the Jewels must have been in possession of the real necklace long enough to have a du plicate made. Either that, or he must have been so familiar with every stone in the setting as to enable him to have duplicates made from descrip tion. The only reasonable supposition is that the duplicate was made direct ly from the original. It is barely pos sible, however, that some other means were employed." "That is the most puzzling feature of the theft," said Mrs. Mlssioner. "How long have you known Mr. Sands?" asked Britz "From girlhood " "And Mr. Grlswold?" "About five years." "Both saw the necklace on you fre quently?" "Very often." After several thoughtful moments, Britz remarked: "The only one who could have taken the necklace out of the safe without your knowledge was Miss Holcomb. One of the original diamonds was found in her room. It is absolutely clear to me that she is Innocent. "Do you really think so?" the wid ow asked eagerly. "It is as certain as that someone stole the necklace." answered Britz. "Then we must g*t her out of jail at once!" exclaimed the widow. "We must do nothing of the kind," crying to discern a glimmer of light U the enshrouding darkness. "It's going to be hard work," he said. "I expected It would be when I put you on it," the Chief replied. Britz recounted the information he had gathered from Mrs. Mlssioner and then walked into his own offloe. Summoning two subordinates, he di rected them to go to the Mlssioner house and trail the footman and the East Indian servant. Two other men were assigned to shadow Sands- and Grlswold. "That's all I can do to-day," he mur mured. CHAPTER IX. Word From Logan. A week of agonized suspense In the Tombs seemed drawn into an eternity of suffering to MIsb Holcomb. Con scious of her own innocence, she had, nevertheless, ceased to struggle against the relentless fate that mark ed her as its victim. Her sensitive nature recoiled from contact with the miserable creatures into whose midst she was suddenly thrust. No longer could she find solace in tearo, for the long drain had exhausted the supply. The gloom of her surroundings pene trated the Innermost sanctuary of her soul. Doctor Pitch was in the reception room. A groan, as of physical pain, came from Fitch as he beheld Miss Holcomb in the wan light that filtered through the window. Her distress reacted on his sensibilities; he could utter no word of encouragement. "It is awful," hq moaned, as he led her into a corner of the room. "And they all believe me guilty?" she asked despairingly. "Not all," he returned, "there Is one whose faith Is unshaken. I talked with the lawyer to-day. He says they have n't sufficient evidence to convlcV and that while the case looks ugly, there Is nothing to fear. He Is in favor of a speedy trial." "Then even if I am set free my name will remain smirched," she de clared. "Tour name will be cleared of all suspicion." "It is so good to have you near me," she said. "I feel as If no harm could come to me." They became vaguely oonsclous of a man's form outlined in the murky light of the room. As the figure gradually shaped Itself to Fitch's eyes, his hand slipped from her waist and he rose to his feet. "Lieutenant Britz!" he exclaimed. The detective came out of the ob scurity of the opposite wall, and, dof fing his hat, respectfully addressed them: "It is unusual, I know, for a police officer to ask information of a prison er held for the Grand Jury. Before Miss Holcomb replies to the questions I am about to ask, I think It might be well for her to Beek the advice of counsel." "Miss Holcomb will answer any questions you may ask," Fitch replied. "She has nothing to hide." The impenetrable face of the de tective gave no insight to his thoughts. He drew a chair close to the expectant couple, shifting his gaze from Fitch to the face of the young woman. Though he gave no sign of it, he read the acute suffering she felt. "Miss Holcomb," he began, "when were you last in Europe with Mrs. Mlssioner?" "A little less than a year and a half igo," came the the quick response. "Was that before or after the East ndlan servant entered the employ of Mrs. Mlssioner?" "He was engaged after we came jack." "Did you meet Mr. Sands or Mr. Iriswold abroad?" "We met both of them In London md Paris." "Did Mrs. Mlssioner have the col- arette with her? I mean the one with the Maharanee diamond?" "She did." The detective settled back In his chair, his chin in his hands, as if lost In deep thought. The strange pallor of his face, shaded by the waning light, gave him the appearance of a dark clay image. Miss Holcomb look ed Inquiringly at him, seeking some explanation of his puzzling questions. "The case is more baffling than ever," he said in response to her ques tioning look. "When I began my in vestigation, I was firmly convinced of your innocence--" "And now?" interrupted Dr. Fitch. "I am seeking the light" "Do you wish to ask Miss Holcomb any further questions?" Fitch asked. "She is only too anxious to enlighten you." The detective's eyes narrowed on the young woman. "There Is some information that I want. Miss Holcomb; I believe you can supply It." After brief reflection, he asked: "Mr. Sands and Mr. Oris wold are frequent visitors at the house of Mrs. Mlssioner?" "Both call very frequently," Miss Holcomb replied. "And their visits are inspired by a feeling that is stronger than friend ship?" Miss Holcomb looked at Fitch as if in doubt what to say. "Be perfectly frank," he advised. "I believe both have proposed mar riage to her," she informed him. "And Mrs. Mlssioner--she prefers which one?" "I don't know," came the prompt response. "You mean she has never Indicated her preference to you? Come now, surely in a burst' of confidence she dropped some hint as to her Inclina tions?" It was plain to Britz that Miss Hol comb revolted against violating the Intimate confidences of her employer. To reveal the secrets that had come to her through association with the woman who seemingly had turned her back on her now was so inconsistent with Miss Holcomb's entire character that Britz recognized the necessity of urging his question. "I am not asking this out of any motive of idle curiosity," he said. "It Is of vital importance I should be in formed of Mrs. Missioner's relations with Mr. Sands and Mr. Oriswold, as well as of the opportunity each had for obtaining the diamonds." "I am sure neither of them would or could have taken them," Miss Hoi tomb said. "That may be perfectly true," re plied Britz. "I do not say either of them took the diamonds, but I must follow every line of inquiry that re veals Itself to me. Now, isn't it a fact, Miss Holcomb, that Griswoid was the preferred suitor?" "I do not think so," she said in a low voice. "You mean 6he preferfted Sands?" "Yes." "Miss Holcomb. do you know the history of the Maharanee diamond?" he suddenly fired. A quick spark of memory kindled her mind, and with the first flash, she understood the import of his question. "Mrs. Mlssioner told me the history of the stone." she said. "I believe there was some scandal connected with Its purchase in India. She told me that when her husband obtained it, there was some talk of it having been stolen from a temple and that the provincial native government tried to regain possession of it Mr. Mls sioner succeeded, however, in retain ing it as part of his collection." "What opportunity did the Indian servant have of obtaining the neck lace?" "None at all," she answered hope lessly, "unless be broke into the safe, and I believe that was not done." "Mrs. Mlssioner informed me that on one occasion, when the necklace was lying on the table, the servant en tered the room with a box. You were in the room at the time. Was he dose enough to the table to touch the necklace?" "I remember the incident very well," she replied. "I took the box from him at the door and he turned around and went downstairs. I do not believe he was within ten feet of the table at any time." "I don't know what to think," Britz said, after some reflection. "Almost as soon as a new clew bobs up, It falls down andCl have to begin all over again. I have no more questions to ask to-day." Fitch accompanied the detective out of the prison, begging vainly for some word of encouragement. Britz an swered his questions with monosyl lables, as if he feared to commit him self with regard to the outcome of his Investigation. Just before parting, however, Britz said: "Every line that develops in this case, you can rest assured, will he fol lowed to the end. So far, nothing has been discovered that changes the as pect of the case in the slightest de gree." The detective walked to Headquar ters and entered the office of the Chief. "Has Donnelly or Carson reported anything new?" he inquired. "Nothing," answered the Chief. "And you?" "Nothing that throws any light on the case." "Britz," the Chief remarked, as though delivering some weighty con clusion, "I think you're working on the wrong hypothesis. You seem to have decided that Miss Holcomb is In nocent. If you (rill survey the case as it stands, you will have to acknowl edge that absolutely everything In it points to her guilt. I do not under take to say what her motive was in stealing the jewels, unless it was sim ply the feminine lust for ornaments. I feel certain, also, that she was not alone In the crime. My belief is that she took the necklace out of the Bafe, turned It over to Dr. Fitch, or some one else, to have the duplicate made, and then returned the false Jewels to the safe." "But where were the paste gems made?" inquired Britz. "That's for you to find out," snapped the Chief. "I have personally visited every manufacturer of paste gems In this city and in Philadelphia, Boston, Buf falo, and Washington. My men have been to all the places in the smaller cities. Manufacturers in all the other cities of the country have been vis ited by the local police, and I feel ab solutely sure that the duplicates were not made in this country. Logan Is on the way to Paris now, and until we hear from him I don't think we are safe in venturing any opinion as to the identity of the thief. I am re ceiving dally reports of the move ments of Sands, Oriswold, the butler, and the Indian servant, but they show nothing." "Why do you think Logan will dis cover anything? Has the real neck lace ever been abroad?" "Mrs. Mlssioner had it with her on the other side, but I don't know that it ever left her possession." The Chief's lips coiled into an amused smile. "Kind o' looks as If you're on the wrong scent," he baited. "Wait till we hear from Paris," Britz returned. (TO BE CONTINUED.) Librarian's Requirements. "I want the book about the toad- hunters." said the young woman to Miss May Greiner, who is in charge of the Burrows Bros.' Book club. "Without a moment's hesitation Miss Greiner handed out "Colonel Todhunter of Missouri," the book writ ten by Rip Saunders of the St Louis Post Dispatch. Miss Greiner isn't a professional mind reader, she sayB, but she does know books and titles. One young woman asked fbr a book, the name of which she'd forgot ten, but "it had to do with a lock, or a latch, or something." "The Bolted Door" was the name of the book she wanted. So, when another patron Inquired for "The Green Umbrella," Miss Grein er had not a moment's hesitation in handing out the required volume. "The Purple Parasol."--Cleveland Leader. 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But apart from this, the spring wheat crop is the one generally grown, and all who know anything of grain, anyone who has had anything to do with markets, knows or has heard of the high character of tl*is cereal and the splendid yields that are annually produced. Reproducing from this article:-- "In a land of such great sweep, and of such difference in soil and climate, there are many resources, but none are at present of the same overwhelm ing importance as the spring wheat crop. Ik the interminable prairie stretches of the northwest provinces It Is the one absorbing topic of inter est and of conversation during its growing and its harvesting, for upon its success or failure hangs the weal or woe of a large part of the Domin ion. Its influence extends far down into the United States, drawing thou sands of fanners northwards with the lure of cheap lands, but likewise be yond the great lakes, even to the easy going maritime provinces, calling the flower of their young men to its op portunities. Development in these prairie provinces goes on at high pres sure for everything hangs on the oat- come of spring wheat Success h%s emboldened the raisers of this one all- important crop, and each year there Is further incursion into those north ern fields that only a short time ago were regarded as Arctic wastes. The Canadian Northwest seems to be one of those modern agricultural examples set forth to drive the final nail in the coffin of that ancient Malthuslan de lusion that population tends to outran the means of subsistence, since the only fear now among Canadian econ omists is as to the danger of over stocking the wheat market. Only about two and one-half per cent of possible arable lands in the northwest provinces is now under cultivation, and this year the crop promises to be close to 200,000,000 bushels, so that your Imagination and your arith metic can easily supply the answer as to the possible or even probably come." During the months of July and Au gust the weather was unfavourable »nd the production of a 200 million yield of wheat will not likely be real ized, but even with this, the threshing reports coming to hand show that the crop will be a splendidly paying Torture. "I wonder bow Tantalus felt," the student of the classics. "Probably," replied Colonel Stihrel], "like a thirsty Maine man listening to the election returns." Where there's a will there's a w*y for the lawyers to fool the belrs. HE A Is EST ATMS. H d OutulM Interest ud Profit PuttdMltaM DfO Gold Coupon Bond*. Two hondivd bonds aold at nft} dollars down and ten doilara pet month. Seouritj- given tlx duilars tor oTorr dofla* urvesukl. Full inter-eat on fact* valueof boud given cm the first payrannt. For particulars -a rit« atonce. Bu«Uwk> Buaob Oouumii}. U«Ai but CftHMO, PlMlan Building, Gw tYanelioo. Cat TT«OR SALE--Fine quarter bocUob of laadlmfeMt -E corn ami wheat section of Illinois. AllincWtl- vaUon. all smooth land--no waste. C5vx>d tmgiroTe- luents, rents for ball of crop. A splendid !&•«•*- ment at fit® y*r aer»>. la boumi to increase In value. Must sen to close estate. For particulars wnMi a Hicken, Peoria, Illinois, H. n. No. 4- Splendid Crops Its Sashatebewaii Cistern Hiiiaiki) hels from 20 scree wheat waa the thresher*® return from a Lloyd- minater farm in th* season of 1910. Many fields in that a* wellaa other districts yield* »<* from 25 to 35 bu tt of wheat to tht . Other grain* in portion. LARGE PROFITS Ctc. thus <1 i t , .• m Che F u j tsi t: it a a of H eslern Canada. This excellent showing priitw to advance. stiouid tioubi* I n two vt-ars' Uu.e <iraii» ertivi inr.nilxt<il tmrai- Iiik. « iitue raising1 »««i tlmtrjr- lnt an> Hi! 1 r*M» liomeatemisof J80 airssare to l><> liuu if. tit© *«•-ry b«at districts: 16U mcr* pi-e-BMP' tl»i<*»t !*3.00 p«r*.r..«rlth. In c<TtMtii ureal). aprt eh n rcbe» in eTery »*>|Ue- meut. climate um-acelleo, soil the richest; wowl. nmtmr i i n d b u I I d t u a m a t » r U l plentiful. , , w For particulars ae to location, low ueusers' railway rates and ilt>scrif)iive lih rampfciet. "l,ast Best West." aiu! other In- formation, wriu*iu> Sup'tof loian- sranoc, Ottawa Canada, or %m Canadian GoT«mtu*wst Agent. Ii re hies C.J.Braavktaa, UHtnfcuoS. BMfe., tunr>< Hi. I «•». Mr*, 314 trutla T«mlMi UiltiutajKdtel AM. A. Hall. St., S»<nu»kM.mfe COL. QREEN'Sr SPORTY OFFER Hew the Good-Natured Financier Got the Best of the Confi dence Man. Just because Col. E. H. R. Green Is fat and looks good-natured, and has a sort of out-of-door air, some of the sharpers in New York had him sited up as easy when he first returned from Texas to take care of tbe properties of his mother, lCrs. Hetty Green, writes a correspondent. It may be, too, that the colonel's breezy candor kind of coaxed the boys along a. bit He will talk on any subject when he feels like talking, with a frankness unusual In the banking fraternity. "Here's my old friend, Mr. Hinks," said the colonel the other night, at his hotel, grabbing at a well-dressed mat}, who was walk ing by without speaking. His old friend, Mr. Hlnfcs, shrunk into himself and was obviously embarrassed. After a moment's talk he got away, and the colonel's well-padded sides slrook. "Hinks Is one of "em," said he. "I'd Just landed In town when Hinks came up to me one night in the hotel. He had met me in Texas, he said. So- and-so had Introduced him. I didn't remember him, but the name be men tioned was that of a good friend of mine, and I thought maybe my mem ory was at fault. By and by he opened the trap. He told me of tbe good thins he had under corer, sad that I could make a million dollars If I'd Just put in a few thousands. It was a gold mine, and he had the gaudiest maps and prospectuses I have ever seen. I listened to him un til he got through. 'Hinks,' said I, 'Just between friends, I've got a gold mine of my own that I want to sell. Now, I won't buy a mine, but I'lLtell you what I'll do, I'll draw cards with you, the winner take both. That's all either is fit for.'" Colonel Green got another good laugh out of it. "There s a free masonry among these fellows. I think," said he. "No one h^s offered me a gold mine since." Brown Bread and Beans. The story of brown bread and baked beans is more interesting and im portant than local historians appear to think. Perhaps the most incisive record of Boston brown bread Is th® entry in the selectmen's records, Jan uary 7, 1746, or January 18, 1747 (n. s.). It calls brown bread that which has a good proportion of Indian meal. June 20, 1764, the selectmen ordered that the proportion of Indian meal tn | brown bread must not exceed one- j half. The use of Indian meal in bread j is mentioned in the selectmen's or- | der of October 29. 1722. Apparently } the use of Indian meal as a substitute for wheat flour was due to poverty. Or Is there any evidence to show such a use of Indian meal In the seven teenth century? The term "brown bread" is mediaeval, but had nothing to do with Indian meal, it seems, un til Major Thwlng acted In 1747. He was a famous man. 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