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la'ati^RV i^An^ •: = ^ v,.?*,•,•. .. : .w.,.. ,,~. .,,;,_:A.; » IIMM>MM»M»MM»mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm I The Exploits of Elaine 4$^ • 'V?, 'k\% •-;'/ ;; A> ;,;'» A Detective Novel and a Motion Picture Drama By ARTHUR B. REEVE The Wcll-Knottn Nocelht and the Creator of the "Craig Kennedy" Stories Presented in Collaboration With the Pathe Players and the Eclectic Film Coi Copyright, 1914, by the Star Company All Foreign Rights Reserved SYNOPSIS. m-j m §a; ?Vv- '." ~Vh« New York police are mystified Iqr 4 aeries of murders of prominent men. The principal clue to the murderer la the warning letter which 1b sent the vic­ tims, signed with a "clutching hand." The latest victim of the mysiorious bssslssIti is Taylor Dodge, the Insurance president. His daughter. Elaine, employs Craig Ken­ nedy, the famous scientific detective, to try to unravel the mystery. What Ken­ nedy accomplishes is told by his friend Jameson, a newspaper man. Clutching Hand trlea to kill Elaine by means of a diabolical device which generates a poison In the wall paper of her room that Is deadly to breathe for any-length of time. A*ftin Kennedy's scientific knowledge Is brought Into play Just In aeaaon to save the heroine from death. SIXTH EPISODE "The Vampire." Kennedy went the next day to the Dodge house, and, as usual, Perry Ben­ nett, Elaine's lawyer, was there in the library with Elaine, still going over the Clutching Hand case in their en­ deavor to track down the mysterious master criminal. Bennett seemed as deeply as ever in love with Elaiqe. Still, as Jennings admitted Craig, it was sufficiently evi­ dent by the manner in which Elaine left Bennett and ran to greet Craig that she had the highest regard for him. "I've brought you a little document that may interest you," remarked Ken­ nedy, reaching into hia pocket and pulling out an envelope. Elaine tore it open and looked at the paper within. "Oh, how thoughtful of you!" she exclaimed in surprise. It was a permit from the police made out in her name allowing her to car- 17 a revolver. A moment later, Kennedy reached into his coat pocket and produced a little automatic which he handed to I# ' . ber '< "Thank you," she cried, eagerly. [& av** v Blaine examined the gun with inter­ est, then, raising it, pointed it play­ fully at Bennett. "Oh, no, no!" exclaimed Kennedy, taking her arm quickly and gently, de­ flecting the weapon away. "You mustn't think it is a toy. It explodes at a mere touch of the trigger--when that safety ratchet is turned." Bennett had realized the danger and had jumped back, almost mechanical­ ly. As he did so, he bumped into a suit of medieval armor standing by the wall, knocking it over with a re­ sounding crash. "1 beg pardon," he ejaculated, "I'm •ery sorry. That was very awkward of me." Jennings, who had been busy about (he portieres at the doorway, started la pick up the fallen knight. ; "Too bad, too bad," apologized Ben­ nett profusely. "I really forgot how dose I was to the thing." "Oh, never mind," returned Elaine, a little crestfallen, "it is smashed all light--but it was my fault. Jennings, send for someone to repair it." It was late that night that a masked figure succeeded in raising itself to the narrow ornamental ledge under Klaine's bedroom window. Elaine was a light sleeper, and, be­ sides, Rusty, her faithful collie, now fully recovered from the poison, was Sn her room. Rusty growled and the sudden noise a,wakened her. Startled, Elaine instantly thought of Che automatic. She reached under her pillow, keeping very quiet, and drew forth the gun that Craig had given ber. Stealthily concealing her actions under the covers, she leveled the auto­ matic at the figure Silhouetted in her • Window and fired three times. ^The figure fell back. "Down in the street below, the as­ sistant of the Clutching Hand who had waited while Taylor Dodge was r electrocuted, was waiting as his con- < federate, "Pitts Slim"--which indicat­ ed. that he was both wiry in stature ^nd libelous in delegating his nativity --made the attempt. As Slim came tumbling down, hav- fallen back from the window above ntertally wounded, the confederate lift­ ed him up and carried him out of sight hurriedly. Elaine, by this time, had turned on the lights and had run to the window (0 look out. Rusty was barking loud- UrV . In a side street near by stood a wait­ ing automobile, at the wheel of which sat another of the emissaries of the Clutching Hand. The driver looked Up, startled, as he saw his fellow hairy around the corner carrying the Wounded "Pitts Slim." It was the Work of Just a moment to drop the wounded man, as comfortably as pos­ sible under the circumstances, in the rear seat, while his pals started the Car off with a jerk in the hurry of es- - tape. Jennings, having nastily slipped his trousers on over his pajamas, came .running down the hall, while Marie, . frightened, came in the other direc­ tion. Aunt Josephine appeared a few secpnds later, adding to the general •xcitement. V "What's th(B matter?" she asked, j Anxiously. r "A burglar, I think," exclaimed Blaine, still holding the gun in her i r t - - • lY hand. "Someone tried to get into my window." "My gracious!" cried Aunt Joseph* lne, in alarm, "Where will this thing end?" "Well," Elaine lauded, a little nerv­ ously, now that it was all over, "I want you all to go to bed and stop worrying about me. Don't you sea I'm perfectly able to take care of my­ self? Besides, there isn't a chance now of the burglar coming back. Why, I shot him.** "Yes," put in Aunt Joeephine, "but wmrnrn9* Elaine laughingly Interrupted her and playfully made as though she were driving them out of her room. "Rusty!" she called. "Down, there!" The intelligent collie seemed to un­ derstand. He lay down by the door­ way, his nose close to the bottom of the door, and his ears alert. Finally Elaine, too, retired again. Meanwhile the wounded man was being hurried to one of the hangouts of the mysterious Clutching Hand. The car containing the wounded "Pitts Slim" drew up, and the other two men leaped out of it. With a hur­ ried glance about they unlocked the front door with a pass key and en­ tered, carrying the man. Indoors was another emissary of the Clutching Hand, a rather studious- looking chap. "Why, what's the matter?" he ex­ claimed as the crooks entered his room supporting their half-fainting, wounded pal. "Slim got a couple of pills," they panted as they laid him on a couch. "How?" demanded the other. "Trying to get into the Dodge house. Elaine did it." Slim was, quite evidently, badly wounded and was bleeding profusely. A glance at him was enough for the studious-looking chap. He went to a secret panel and, pressing it down, took out what was apparently a secret house telephone. In another part of this mysterious house was the secret room of the Clutching Hand himself, where he hid his identity from even his most trust­ ed followers. His telephone rang and he took down the receiver. "Pitts Slim's been wounded, badly, chief," was all he waited to hear. With scarcely a word he hung up the receiver, then opened a table drawer anc^.Xook out a full face mask. Next he went to a nearby bookcase, pressed another secret spring, and a panel opened. He passed through, the mask adjusted. Across, in the larger outside study, another panel opened, and the Clutch­ ing Hand, all crouched up, trans­ formed, appeared. Without a word he advanced to the couch on which the wounded crook lay, and examined him. "How did it happen?" he asked at length. "Miss Dodge shot him," answered the others, "with an automatic." "That Craig Kennedy must have given it to her!" he exclaimed with suppressed fury. For a moment the Clutching Hand stopped to consider. Then he seized the regular telephone. "Doctor Martin?" he asked, as he got the number he called. Late as it was, the doctor, who was a well-known surgeon in that part of the country, answered from an ex­ tension of his telephone near his bed. The «;all was urgent, and apparently from a family which he did not feel that he could neglect. Doctor Martin was a middle-aged man, one of those medical men on whose judgment one instinctively re­ lies. It was only a matter of minutes be­ fore the doctor was speeding over the now deserted suburban roads, appar­ ently on an errand of mercy. At the address that had been given him he drew up to the side of the road, got out and ran up the steps to the door. A ring at the bell brought a Bleepy man to the door, in his trousers and nightshirt. "How's the patient?" asked Doctor Martin, eagerly. "Patient!" repeated the man, rub­ bing his eyes. "There's no one sick here." Slowly it dawned on the doctor that it was a false alarm, and that he must be the victim of some practical joke. "Well, that's a great note," he growled, as the man shut the door. He descended the steps, muttering harsh language at some unknown trickster. As he climbed back into hlB machine and made ready to start two men seemed to rise before him as if from nowhere. As a/matter of fact they had been sent there by the Clutching Hand, and were hiding in a nearby cellarway un­ til their chance came. One man stood on the running board, on either side of him, and two guns yawged menacingly at him. "Drive ahead that way!" muttered one man, seating himself in the run­ about with his gun close to the doc­ tor's ribs. The other kept his place on the run­ ning board, and on they drove in the direction of the mysterious, dark house. Half a mile, perhaps, down the road, they halted and left the ear beside the walk. Doctor Martin was too surprised to marvel at anything now, and he real­ ised that he was In the power of two desperate men. Quickly they blind* folded him. It seemed an Interminable walk, as they led him about to confusq him; but at last he could feel that they had taken him into a house and along passageways, which they were making unnecessarily long in order to de­ stroy all recollection that they could. Finally he knew that he was in a room in which others were present. A moment later he felt them remove the bandage from his eyes, and, blink­ ing at the light, he could see a hard- faced fellow, pale and weak, on *• blood-stained couch. Over him bent a masked man and another man stood near by endeavoring by improvised bandages to stop the flow of blood. What can you do for this fellow t** asked the masked man. Doctor Martin, seeing nothing else to do, for he was more than outnum­ bered now, bent down and examined him. . As he rose, he said, "He will be dead frem loss of blood by morning, no matter if he Is properly bandaged." ,, "Is there nothing that can sav£ him?" whispered the Clutching Hand hoarsely. "Blood transfusion might save him," replied the doctor. "But so much blood would b6 needed that whoever gives it would be liable to die himself." Clutching Hand stood silent a fo­ ment, thinking, as he gazed at the man who had been one of his chief reliance. Then, with a menacing ges­ ture, he spoke in a low, bitter tone: "She who shot him shall supply the blood." A few quick directions followed to his subordinates, and as he made ready to go he muttered, "Keep the doctor here. Don't let him stir from the room." It was just before early daybreak when the Clutching Hand and his con­ federate reached the Dodge house in the city and came up to the back door, over the fences. As they stood there the Clutching Hand produced a mas­ ter key and started to open the door. But before he did so he took out his watch. "Let me see," he ruminated. "Twen­ ty minutes past 4. At exactly half past 1 want you to do as I told you-- seer' The other crook nodded. "You may go," ordered the Clutch­ ing Hand. As the crook slunk away Clutching Hand stealthily let himself into the house. Noiselessly he prowled through the halls until he came to Elaine's doorway. He gave a hasty look up and down the hall. There was no sound. Quickly her' out of bed, the chloroform cone still over her face, and quietly carried her to the door, which they had opened Stealthily. Down stairs they carried her until they came to the library with its new safe where they placed her on a oouch. • • • • • • • , At an early hour an express wagon stopped before the Dtifage house and Jennings, half-dressed, answered the bell. I "We've come for that broken suit of armor to he repaired," said a work­ man. Jennings let the men In. The armor was still on the stand and the repair­ ers took armor, stand and all, laying it on the couch, where they wrapped it in the covers they had brought for the purpose. They lifted it up and started to carry it out "Be careful," cautioned the thrifty Jennings. Rusty, now recovered, was barking and sniffing at the armor. "Kick the mutt off," growled one man. * The other did so, and Rusty snarled and snapped at him. Jennings took him by the collar and held him as the repairers went out, loaded the armor on the wagon, and drove off. Scarcely had they gone, while Jen­ nings straightened out the disarranged library, when Rusty began jumping about, barking furiously. Jennings looked at him in amazement as the dog ran to the window and leaped out. He had no time t6 "look after the Rusty was trylnf # SjMd Kennedy* the officer, eyeing Kennedy snspl* dog, though, for at that very instant, Th®y opened the window cautiously. he heard a voice calling, "Jennings, Jennings!" It was Mtule, almost speechless. He followed her as she led the way to Miss Elaine's room. There Marie pointed mutely to the bed. Elaine was not there. There, too were her clothes, neatly folded, as Marie had hung them for her. "Something must have happened to her!" wailed Marie. Jennings was now thoroughly alarmed. Meanwhile the express wagon out­ side was driving off, with Rusty tear­ ing after it "What's the matter?" cried Aunt Josephine, coming in where the foot­ man and the maid were arguing what was to be done. She gave one look at her bed, the clothes, and the servants. "Call Mr. Kennedy!" she cried in alarm. * • • » • • • "Elaine is gone--no one knows how or where," announced Craig, after leaping out of bed that morning to an­ swer the furious ringing of our tele­ phone bell. When we arrived at the Dodge house Aunt Josephine and Marie were fully dressed. Jennings let us in. "What has happened?" demanded Kennedy, breathlessly. While Aunt Josephine tried to tell M W s * ** Holding his Hand Over Elaine's Mouth to Prevent Her 8creamtaB* >Hl 8natched the Revolver Away Before 8he Could Fire ljk" |§f ̂ ),;1|0W WOLVES ARE TRAPPED 'Ijjft/-'. y , ' ------ ^ 8et" Is Moat Efficacious in ^ ' Snaring Cunning Brute* of •' the Wild. •v.' Wolves, write H. Mortimer Batten '"Ifc'the Wide World, are the most diffi­ cult of all animals to trap, and it is Mually by working upon their uncon- " tro!!«i>ie curiosity that they are - pasily deceived. The "campflre set v Js one oi the best Wueu a man ulaaCu v, ..H'lkunp in th* forest the wolves, if there . * * : • * • • • • are any near, are sure to note his whereabouts. When he has gone they trot up to investigate the ground and with due caution pick up any scraps he may have left about The "camp- fire set" is made as follows: First hol­ low out an oblong hole in the ground Just large enough to take the trap and perhaps Ave inches deep. Cover the trap with a sheet of brown paper and t over this fill the hole with damp earth. Then light a fire on top of it, and into the fire, as it burns low, thro^F a tew scraps of raw meat he took a syringe from his pocket and bent down by the door. Inserting the end under it, he squirted some liquid through, which vaporized rapidly in a wide, fine stream of spray. Before he could give an alarm Rusty was over­ come by the noxious fumes, rolled over on his back and lay still. Outside, the other crook was wait­ ing, looking at his watch. As the hand Blowly turned the half-hour he snapped the watch shut. With a quick glance up and down the deserted street, he deftly started up the rain pipe that passed near Elaine's win­ dow. This time there was no faithful Rusty to give warning, and the second intruder, after a glance at Elaine, still sleeping, went quickly to the door, dragged the insensible dog out of the way, turned the key and admitted the Clutching Hand. As he did so he closed the door. Evidently the fumes had not reached Elaine, or, if they had, the Inrush of fresh air revived her. for she waked and quickly reached for the gun. In an Instant the other crook had leaped at her. Holding his hand over her mouth to prevent her Bcream- ing, he snatched the revolver away be­ fore, she could fire it In the meantime the Clutching Hand had taken out some chloroform, and, rolling a towel in the form of a cone, placed JJl over her face. When Elaine was completely under the Influence of the drug they lifted Should a wolf come along to inves­ tigate the place he is sure to scent the cooked meat and will start scratching in the aBhes for it, thus, of course, springing the trap. One of the greatest, difficulties in wolf trapping is to hide the aforesaid telltale scents, so keen is their sense of smell. The traps must never be handled with the naked fingers. Old gloves soaked in oil or fat are used, and it is best to smoke the trap over a "smudge? fire before setting it and then inclose it in a paper bag. him, Craig was busy examining the room. "Let us see the library," he said at length. ' Accordingly down to the library we went. ' Kennedy looked about He seemed to miss something. "Where is the armoiT' he demand­ ed. "Why, the men came for It and took it away to repair," answered Jen­ nings. Kennedy's brow clouded in deep thought. Outside we had left our taxi waiting. The door was open and a new foot­ man, James, was sweeping the rug, when past him flashed a dishevelled hairy streak. We were all standing there still as Craig questioned-Jennings about the armor. With a yelp Rusty tore fran­ tically lntc the room. A moment he stopped and barked. We all looked at him in surprise. Then, as no one moved, he Beemed to single out Ken­ nedy. He seized Craig's coat in his teeth and tried to drag him out. "Here, Rusty--down, sir, down!" called Jennings. * Jennings, no," interposed Craig. "What's the matter, old fel­ low?" Craig patted Rusty, whose big brown eyes seemed mutely appealing. Out of the doorway he went, barking still. Craig and I followed, while the rest stood in the vestibule. The old wolfers often used to pro­ ceed as follows: They would start out on their round dragging a piece of carrion behind their horse or cart by means of a long rope, thus leaving a trail, upon which they set their traps at regular intervals. At nlghtime the wolves took the trail up, and which­ ever way they followed it they were sure to encounter one or more traps. Wolves are more easily done away with by the use of strychnine than they are by trapping. A trail of baits is laid, the central bait containing poi- down the street. "Wait here," called Kennedy to Aunt Josephine, as he stepped* with me on the running board pf the cab. "Go on, Rusty; good dog!" It seemed miles that we went hut at last we came to a peculiarly As­ serted looking house. Here Rusty turned in and began scratching at the door. We jumped off the cab and fol­ lowed. The door was locked when we tried It and from inside we could get no an­ swer. We put our shoulders to it and burst It in. Rusty gave a leap forward with a joyous bark. We followed more cautiously: There were pieces of armor strewn all over the floor. Rusty sniffed at them and looked about, disappointed, then howled. I looked from the armor to Kennedy In blank amazement "Elaine was kidnapped--in the ar­ mor," he cried.. • • • • • « • He was right Meanwhile, the ar­ mor repairers had stopped at last at this apparently deserted house, a strange sort of repair shop. Still keep­ ing it wrapped In blankets, fhey had taken the armor out of the wagon and had laid it down on an old broken bed. Then they had unwrapped it and taken off the helmet There was Elaine! "Sh! What's that" cautioned one of the men. They paused and listened. Sure enough, there was a sound outside. A dog was scratching on the door, en­ deavoring to get in. It was RuBty. "I think it's her dog," said the man, turning. "We'd better let him in. Someone might see him." The other nodded and a moment later the door opened and in ran Rusty. Straight to Elaine he went, starting to lick her hand. "Right--her dog," exclaimed the oth­ er man, drawing a gun and hastily lev­ eling It at Rusty. "Don't cautioned the first. "It would make too much noise. You'd better choke him!' The fellow grabbed for Rusty. Rusty was too quick. He Jumped. Around the room they rata. Rusty saw the wide-open window--and his chance. Out he went and disappeared, leaving the man bwearing at him. A moment's argument followed, then they wrapped Elaine in the blankets alone, still bound and gagged, and car­ ried her out • • •' • • * • In the secret den the Clutching Hand was waiting, gazing now and then at his watch, and then at the wounded man before him. In a chair his first assistant sat, watching Doctor Martin. A knock at the door caused them to turn their heads. The crook opened it, and in walked the other crooks who had carried off Elaine in the suit of armor. Elaine was now almost conscious, as they sat her down in a chair, and part­ ly loosed her bonds and gag. She gazed about, frightened. "Oh, help! help!" she screamed, as she caught sight of the now familiar mask of the Clutching Hand. "Call all you want--here, young lady," he laughed unnaturally. "Now, doc," he added harshly to Doctor Martin. "It was she who shot him. Her blood must save him." Doctor Martin recoiled at the thought of torturing the beautiful young girl before him. "Are--you willing--to have your blood transfused?" he-parleyed. "No, no, no!" she cried in horror. Doctor Martin turned to the des­ perate criminal. "I cannot do it" "The deuce you can't." A cold steel revolver pressed down on Doctor Martin's stomach. The other crooks next carried Elaine, struggling, and threw her down beside the wounded man. Doctor Martin, still covered by the gun, bent over the two, the hardened criminal and the delicate, beautiful girl. Clutching Hand glared fiendish­ ly, insanely. From his bag he took a little piece of something that shone like silver. A moment later, Doctor Martin looked up at the Clutching Hand and nodded, "Well, it's working!" All were now bending over the two. Doctor Martin bent closest over Elaine., He looked • at her anxiously, felt her pulse, watched her breathing, then pursed up his lips. "This is--dangerous," he ventured, gazing askance at the grim Clutching Hand. "Can't help it," came back laconical­ ly, and relentlessly. The. doctor shuddered. The man was a veritable vampire. s * * * * * * * Outside the deserted house, Kennedy and I were looking helplessly about. Suddenly Kennedy reached into his pocket and produced and pulled out a police whistle. He blew three sharp blasts. Would it bring help? • * * * » * * While we were thus despairing, the continued absence of Doctor Martin from his home had alarmed his fam­ ily, and had set in motion another train of events. When he did not return, and could not be located at the place to which he was supposed to have gone, several policemen had been summoned to hip house, and they had come, finally, with real bloodhounds from a suburban sta­ tion. It had not been long before the party came acrosB the deserted runabout be­ side the road. There they had stopped for a moment. It was just then that they heard Kennedy's call, and one of them had been detailed to answer It "Well, what do you want?** asked son. Into this bait Is stuck a black feather to warn passers-by to keep their dogs out of the danger zone, and incidentally to attract the notice of the wolf. Having picked up several of the baits, he has now lost suspicion, and gulps down his dose of poison, which kills him almost Instantly. The wolf trap is never fastened to a permanent fixture, such as a tree or stake, as the captured animal is then able to pull, and ten to one will es­ cape. It is fastened!-Instead, to a log or drag that the animal can pull along ciously as- ho stood there with the armor. "What's them pieces of tin-- hey?" - Kennedy quickly flashed hit own special badge. "I want to trail a girl," he exclaimed hurriedly. "Can I find a bloodhound about here?" "A hound? Why, we have a pack- over there." "Bring them--quick!" ordered Craig. Kennedy held the armor down to the dogs. "Searchlight" gave a low whine, then, followed by "Bob" and the others, was off, all with noses close to the ground. We followed. • • • • • • •. In the mysterious haunt of Uiii Clutching Hand, all were still stand­ ing around Blaine and**the wounded Pitts Slim. Just then a cry from one of the group startled the rest. * One of them, less hardened than the Clutching Hand, had turned away from the sight, had gone to the window, and had been attracted by something out­ side. "Look!" he cried. From the absolute stillness of death there was now wild excitement among the crooks. "Police! Police!" they shouted to each other as they fled by a doorway to a secret passage. Clutching Hand turned to his first assistant. "You go. too," he ordered." . • • • •' • • e ' The <togB had led us to a strange looking nouse.and were now baying "Elaine Was Kidnaped--in the Armor," Cried Kennedy. and leaping up againBt the door. We did not stop to knock, but began to break through, for inside we could hear faintly sounds of excitement and cries of "Police! Police!" The door yielded and we rushed into a long hallway. Up the passage we went until we came to another door. An instant and we were all against it It was stout, but It Bhook before us. The panels began to yield. On the other side of that door from us the master crook stood for a mo­ ment. Doctor Martin hesitated, not knowing quite what to do. Just then the wounded Pitts Slim lifted his hand feebly. He seemed vaguely to understand that the game was up. He touched the Clutching Hand. "You did your best, chief," he mur­ mured thickly. "Beat it, if you can. I'm a goner, anyway." Clutching Hand moved over to a panel in the wall and pushed a spring; It slid open and he stepped through. Then it closed--not a second too soon, • • • • • • • At the very moment when we burst In, Doctor Martin, seeing his chance, stopped the blood transfusion, work­ ing frantically to stay the flow of blood. Kennedy sprang to Elaine's side, horrified by the blood that had spat­ tered over everything. Just then the police bdrst through the secret panel and rushed on. leav­ ing us alone, with the unconscious, scarcely breathing Elaine. > From the sounds we could tell that they had come to the private room of the Clutching Hand. It was empty. A policeman now stood beside Elaine and the wounded burglar, who was muttering deliriously to himself. He was pretty far gone, as the po­ liceman knelt down and tried to get a statement out of him. "Who was that man who left yon- last--the Clutching Hand?" Not a word came from the crook. Doctor Martin had paid no atten­ tion whatever to him, but was work­ ing desperately now over Elaine, try­ ing to bring her back to life. "Is she--going to--die?" gasped Craig frantically. Every eye was riveted on Doctor Martin. "She is all right," he muttered. "But the man is going to die." At the sound of Craig's voice Elaine had feebly opened her eyes. "Thank heaven," breathed Craig, with a sigh of relief, as his hand gently stroked Elaine's unnaturally cold forehead. (TO BE CONTINUED.) after him, and that hampers his prog­ ress though it does not prevent it A wolf has been known to drag a heavy log with the trap attached for three months, during which period he trav­ eled a distance of over two hundred miles! > ftlee Cultivation In Slam. •bout two million natives of 81am are engaged in the cultivation of rice, but the large increase in the produc­ tion of American rice is having Ut* effect of reducing the Slam Crop. PEORIA WOMAN' m TELLS EXPERIENCE IIP Mrs. W. L. 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No more distress after eating, pressure of gas in the stomach and around the heart. Get one bottle of your druggist now and try It on an absolute guarantee--if not satis­ factory money will be returned.---Adv. MUST HAVE SHOCKED JUDGE What He Regarded as "Dribbllnga" ot Hay Was All He was «£• Ing to Get. A distinguished member of the United States judiciary has discov­ ered that he still has something tc learn in the direction of agriculture. He bought a farm as a summet home for his family, and finds especial delight in walking about the place, commenting on the condition of the crops, and in many ways showing his interest in his new possessions. One evening during the summer he was strolling over the farm. The hired man had cut the grass during the day--a very thin crop--and left it on the ground to dry. The judge saw it, and calling his man, he said: "It/ seemB to me you are very care­ less. Why haven't you been more par­ ticular in raking up this hay? Don't you see that you have left little drib- blings all around?" For a minute the hired man stared, wondering if the judge was quizzing him. Then he replied: "Little dribblings? Why, that's the crop!" Plan Humane Sunday in May,' The American Humane association, a federation of societies and individu­ als for the prevention of cruelty, re­ quests clergymen of all denominations throughout the country to observe Sunday, May 23, as Humane Sunday, calling attention to the need for pro­ tection for suffering and helpless chil­ dren, and also for unfortunate ani­ mals. Dr. Wm. O. Stillman, president ot the association, Albany, N. Y., will send literature to all persons interest­ ed in the work of humane societies. Puzzled Uncle Pash. From the time the coal and iron territory round about Jenkins was opened up and the town began to form itself ou,t of the construction and pros­ pecting camps, P. C. Dlx, secretary of the state executive committee of the" Young Men's Christian associa­ tion, took a deep interest in its de­ velopment and spent much time there assisting in the formation of a strong and active branch of the association. One story he tells is of an aged moun­ taineer, who, after the railroad trains had be|$n running regularly, ventured down to see for himself some of the wonders pf which he had vaguely heard. He stood on the rude platform and watched the train pull in. After a few minutes it backed up -a little way. "What d'ye think uv her, Uncle Pash?" asked one- of. the loungers. "Wal, I kin see how th' lngyne mout pull them thar kyars," said the old man, thoughtfully, "but what gits me is how them kyars pulls th' ingyne." --Louisville Times. 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