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(low. to find himself in Marvelln’l room. The Sheriff edmes in. holding out a m and say- 'intr he saw someone come in and Wibeeh has to come out from under the bed, when he had been hidihg. _ The Sharia": hone hu broken looIe. lean- while Hemmingway suspects Bilbeek more and more, 1nd Jim Cooper mixes in to an Bilbeek he has "ranged that the Kunming- wnys be divorced and _that Bilbeck h to mm Mrs. Hemmingway. V. . . _ To get back home, Hemminmy that travet by foot, and Bilbeek otrem to to with him. In violent disagreement. they nevertheless start out together on Inmhou andVQkis‘ and soon’ Bilbeek unabl- out Hemmingway. the going beintrdttBetiK -irt"iE t ' 01310sz -tGGi2iT'ia5kF-vrrtjhiii"fifa circle, sees aetistrAdee my! my“): in I tfy- I led the way' with some misgiving across the sWaying platform to the smoking ear ahead. _ Ping! Instalgngpt I "Wait a minute," I 'said. An idea had struck me._ "I have a. friend up in the next coach who will pay my fare." _ _ Yes, Julius was still there, his back turned toward us. ~Evidently he was greatly .contenged 'withhis lot in the world. A _ _ ' 'I erowdefinto the matrix: from of him. _" 7 __ "Yes, it's your old pal, Tom Bile beck," I said reassuringly, at the same time’drawing down my left eyelid. Mystified, he preserved a. discreet silence. He had no way of knowing what my next move was going to be.. I leaped over and whispered in his ear. "There is a sheriff in the next ear behind," I said. "H you pay my fare I Won’t tell him you are on'the train." q . , "All right. Let me meet him." The conductor was frankly skeptical. "Julius," I said heartily, "I find that I have come away from home without any cash, and I want you to pay my tare?' _ _ _ Julius laughed a hearty, ringing laugh. ' "Me,pay your fare? I don't know you from Adam.' It was a long shot, but he had no means of knowing whether I was ttll- ing the truth or not and it won. "2iiJ, J1iiilivG' JG" {id "ii" the firtrt place t" Julius said heartily., reaching down in his pocket and pro- . The captured thief is tied to I chair " the Old Soldier's Home. Unable to lean the homa as the car rétuses to budge. the plum must my than. Ind Mr. Kunming“; bash in: this over the phone. Id)! be u coming ritrht to tlrehomer-raq.dttrt. mm " hit. wiry and Bilbeck. Meantime the Sher“! arrives; Hamming“! Irrivu Jun when BM b assisting Mm. mmrnin-, who In” hinted. and of course thinks the wont. M-ho. a dinnrhnee is hard in tho all". mud att in the house rush down to it. "Suffering cats.” The cigar fell from between Julius/s lips. The Sheridan Dannie Club. of which Ton Bilbcek, the mutton Marrena. the [it] he cam for, and Jim Cooper, hi tin], '" members. start. a performanoe of WI: Ind Galam " the Old‘Soldiou' Homo. but are interrupted by I are. During the w ark; Tom Bilbeck is unused by the haunt! of one "rt the new”. Mr, Hemingway. of being'in love with his wife. . _ _ Riding nay from the - of the ill-hind plfy in their costume- and mu. the group of players is held up by two amped convicts. one of whom is captured by Bilheek 'fter a struggle. . 22 711121.193: NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY 18";193'9321V , s; iii . "xii; WK. their Ie.pit of 1iIretigttt, t"aJ8ritr--ttiirzastrtmtrrcr-tu-y = --=a--=---aC.ic Julius grinned.' his appreciation while the eondyetdr made change; and wheri he was gone he'eyed me sar- donically. 1, i . "What do you want '?" he asked. _ 1You or the peurls," I replied even- 1y. 'T am hot very iartieiuarNhieh except that ift get you I will get the pearls anyway." ducing ft roll of bills, one of which he handed to the conductor. - "Where "do you _want to go to? asked that worthy. Julius looked inquiri-ngly at me. "Perfeetly simple, my dear Julius," I answered, patronizingly. "All I have to do is to go to the postmaster of your town as soon» as this train gets irr and ask him to hold all mail addressed to a man bythe name of Julius something or other. There ean't be many Jpliuses, and I will be pretty} sure to get the right package.' _ "Don't be down-hearted, pal,’ he said encouragingly. "You've done pretty good for an amateur, but I an too cld.a hand for you. I have been up against this game too often." He was still tellintr himself how good he was when our train came to a slow stop. We both looked on; to see if it was a station. It sraurmot. We were in the midst of a snow-piled prairie. "What the deuce is the matter?” Julius inquired anxiously. _ r Every one was asking.the same He sat in silence for some time dit gesting this. Finally he griniie& "Darn _elever," he admired. "It would work, too, if I had addressed that package to myself, but I-aidn't, Besides my real name ain't Julius." _ He leaned back and, surveyed me with an impudent smile. -My face must have shown how .crestfa1lere9 was at having my scheme over- thrown. I wasn't muehrof a detec- tive after. all, not to have thought of this simple device for evading me. Now .I had betrayed my plan to him and it was worthless. "How do you think you will get the pearls?" he asked at length. "r . . . It contained twelve beautiful large eggs. . . THE PRESS " _ That was even more than. I had dared hope. It is rather difflimlt to get Uncle Sam’s .clerks to dis anyhing out of their routine business, 3nd the ntail its, an espeefnlly inviolable de- partment. _ q _ question; turning to one another hi the aisles. .‘ Finally some one got out to Bee, and returned shortly with the information that we were stuck in a.' snow.drift "PII take a chance on that," I as- tured him. "You've got a fat chance cf getting away in this kind of a country with this snow eight feet deep.'" V T gained their attention by an ex- planation of how there came to be only one leg to .my pair of trousers, and I kept them interested by telling them about the robbery tirthrpearls. When I explained that the booty was in their own car in a parcel-post pack- age mailed at Fair Oaks, they were eager to help me. "It will be: comparatively simple matter," said one of them, "'to find all the packages which were mailed from Fair Oaks. I don't think there were many. It will be against the law for us to let you examine them, but you can make a memorandum of where they are being sent and you can truce the address that way." _' After we had waited' quite _a'whi1e" I had a' new idea. I got up and started down. the aisle. . "You ain’t going to .leave me, are you, pal?" asked Julius. "You better keép an eye on me if you ever-expect to see me again.", . T, V With most of the other male pas~ sengers I got out and walked toward the head 'of the train. They went on to Aee how badly we were stuck, but I stepped at the -rai1wipotst-oftiee car, The, mail clerksqin the car ap- parently welcomed a slight vacation before they got to the next town, ‘and they were not averse to talking to A picturesque stranger like myself.' My action in destrrting' him evident- l-y-puzzled Him, but heHid 'not fol- low. . _ _ After a few minutes' search they showed me a dozen packages which had come on at FairyOaks, All but three of them were addressed to a mail-order company in the ytity, and two. of the remainder were obviously books. . . . That. left only one package under suspicion. It was about six inches long and eight inches wide, with k depth of two or two and one-half inches. " was a little bit heavy, but it was doubtless. well-packed both to insure its arrival in ttood' order and also in. order'to escape detection. "All you have" to do," said the rail- way clerk, "is to, take this address: ind when you'get to _the.eity' go tn the" postmaster and have him hold this for indentitieation." . I thanked the boys ’and returned to my car. . _ t As I had rather more than half suspected, Julius was not there, nor 'iid not care. I had the pearhi once more; or at least Lhadhtbem where. I could get them.. They were really, safer in the memes: thme9ey-wtarrkl-. have been in my 6wmpostres'sion.' . . After half an hour of delay we got under way once more, and shortly arrived in town. I went direct to the post-omce just as I was: _ . CHAPTER XV. Tireidtrirriit tiiiiiiFisjf5iiiiFffiirFdiecsmtt1d keep it personally until t arrived With Maryella to. identify the pearls. . _ The Pearls at Last Although the posmaster at first regarded me with suspicion, owing to my inotely garments, I explained my connection with the Daily Mail and gave ~him ehough of my story to arouse his interest. _ ' . I went to my aim room and changed to ir suit of regular clothes. ‘Thén -1 telephoned"the tOld Seldiérs’ Home to see if Marve1Whad ttot% pack there. Colonel Stewart informed me that the entire party had left to .catch the afternoon train and that Maryella was in Fair Oaks waiting to he joined by the others. . _ M, , Max-yells was crying softly at my side. way?" Maryella was expecting me, and her we sought me anxiously in the thrOng that was waiting in the sta- tion. I greeted the others perfuctor- ily and drew her to optrside.. [ "t have located theht at the post- office, but you have got to.come oven and identify them." ' fulT I swelled with pride aty I disclaimed any special_credit for helping her out of her pedjeament. I hailed a cab and togefher we went to the post- office. The postmaster was expecting us amriee were readily admitted.' The box lay on hiis' desk, and after a short explanation from Maryellts hr opened it. . -It eontaimid twelve beautiful, larp eggs! . _ We left the post-office absolutely crestfallen. I had been so positive that that package contained the pearls that I would have staked my life on it. How had Julius fooled me again? "Hone can I ever tell Mrs. Hemming- I was too humiliated by the ftpilure of my plan to be very fertile in offer- ing suggestions.' I fen; that I was in Fheif the train came in I was. down at the station to meet them. . f _ She squeezed my hand. "ob, Tom,' she said sweetly, "you are1wonder, "What'shal1 I do?" she moaned Thursday, July 25, 1929 Thursdty, ' (Ending Liv Perenniels - Win 20% DISC! BROUGHT & DRY C 618 NAhee Teiephoke 514 "Laurel Highlat Win: Slib Com Illinoi: LANDSC. 915 “is”: North Elec ELE CON THOR “APEX Highla: Windo 32 S. Am