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By EDWIN .BAIRD. -- 1 CHAPTER XII. The Verdict. 'Quinn exploded a dynamite e could scarcely, have caused , 'wolent commotion. - Reporters dashed" for telephones, frantically he ab jerve the news, red hot, to ublic, hte was a perceptible The Rone - jurors. A buzz of comment rippled around the room. The amazing, wholly unexpected con- fession, coming like a 'thunderbolt from a June sky, had startled every- body. ", 'As the excitement subsided] the coroner, with an effort to conceal his own astonishment, asked: "Will you tell ns "why you killed Judge Blackburn?" "Certainly," replied Quinn. "The judge and I quarreled last night-- about a personal matter--and I left the study, nursing a grudge against him. On the way out I stopped in Miss . Blackburn's sitting room and slipped her revolver in my pocket, while she wasn't looking. Then, in- stead of leaving the house as she sup- posed I did, I went back upstairs to the judge's study. He was sitting at his desk. I called his name. He turn- ed and looked at me--and I shot him." The coroner held up the sheet of blue note-paper. he asked. "I wrote it myself." said Quinn. "How did you procure this par- ticular sort of writing-paper?" "Easily enough. I recently received a communication from Miss Black- burn; written on her 'private station- ery, and I removed one-half of the note-paper and wrote on that." "Have you any reason in particular, Mr. Quinn, for making this con- fession 7" "None--except that I shouldn't like|® to see any innocent person falsely accused." The physician appeared in the lib- rary doorway, supporting Marjorie, who was still very pale and visibly suffering, "Miss Blackburn," 'said' he; "has consented to resume her testimony, if you so prefer." "Thank you, Miss Blackburn," said the coroner, "but it will hardly be necessary now, I think. Mr. Quinn has just confessed that he killed your; uncle." A horrified gasp escaped from her lips, and her frightened blue eyes turned upon Quinn; and he saw in them not only dumfounded fear, but-- belief. She really believed he had slain her uncle! Her eyes slowly re- turned to the coroner. She was trembling. from head to feet. No!" she exclaimed in a horrified voice, barely louder than a whisper. "He was not telling the truth. He said that only in an effort to protect me. It was I who killed Uncle Rufus!" The jury returned the only. verdict possible, Having heard the maid- servant testify that. she had admitted Quinn to the house after the murder, the jurors visited the study with the coroner; Considered the possibility of suicide, and d that Judge Black- burn had met his death at the hands of an unknown assailant. And they recommended that Douglas Quinn and Marjorie Blackburn be held. CHAPTER XIII : Quink Turns Detective. in that stood gloriously pinn "s mind was that Mar~ ng him a murderer, The. forth - in 4 La when she was told he had con- Posed t look declared---to him, on. y follow] night, therefore big ng pes satisfactorily 'set on at least tw wo definite p » surreptitiously measured' "He hadn't for otten, nor would=he soon forget, the look.in her innocence, And he meant innocence to the world. |® range. hl he returned unpereeived to the Blackburn home, his mind fully] ¥ vom the house to the garage pear; t, he deter ined, with | bas > ance npn Le said, and "ihe H FaraLe "What about this?" "We've got to follow that man points. | fer ha er had Fim ait, that he Tonger than Quinn, who was more than twice ag far away? « With his attention concentrated on this significant question, Quinn walked slowly back along the sidewalk toward; the Blackburn home. Suddenly he stopped and concealed himself behind a tree. Zuttermeister, muffled in heavy overcoat and wearing a cap, emerged from a side door of the louse and was carefully scanning his en- vironment, his attitude denoting: a fear of being watched. Peering around the tree, Quinn saw him pull the cap lower on his hea and make off down the street. Quinn 'followed him. CHAPTER XIV. Quinn Finds the Murderer. Zuttermeister, with the furtive air of one who fears pursuit, boarded a street car at the next corner. following not far behind, hailed a passing taxicab, and the chase was on, i Sitting on the front seat beside the j chauffeur, Quinn kept the car in sight as it bowled noisily through the cross- town streets. When Zuttermeister alighted at a dark corner far out on the West Side of 'the city, and strode rapidly off into. the shadows, Quinn sprang to the g "Come on!" = pv to the Shaufteus, t's a matter of life and death. Hurry!" But the chauffeur hesitated. "Not so fast," he said dubiously. "I ain't so sure I like--" "You won't lose by it!" urged Quinn, impatiently. "You'll be well paid. Just to show you I'm on the square, here's $10 in advance"'----and handed a ten-dollar bill to fhe chauffeur, who pocketed it and elimb- ed reluctantly down from his seat. Several blocks away, they discerned Zuttermeister hurrying on ahead with long, rapid strides; = Maintaining a discreet distance behind him, they saw him enter a dark alley beside a two- storey frame building, the Tower floor of which was occupied by a. grocery store. Quinn, leading the way into the alley, came upon a rickety 'staircase at the rear of the building, and a hasty survey convinced him that his fellow had ascended to the upper floor. He whispered to the chauffeur: "You wait here. I'm going up- ' stairs." "Better be careful, boss. a gun? "No; but I have two fists," said Quinn, his foot on the lower step. "Hide yourself here and keep both eyes open. If he comes down, follow You got quarters." Slowly, cautiously, the young man climbed the wooden steps. At the top landing was a door and, beyond this, a window. A light shone through the window. When Quinn peeped into the room through the discolored pane of glass he caught his breath in a sud- en gasp of amazement, He realized--and wondered that he hadn't suspected it earlier--who ha killed Judge Blackburn. ! CHAPTER XV. The Confession of Guilt. It was an fincommonly dark night, and the small landing was shrouded in blackness. Quinn crouched down behind a metal garbage-pail-and wait- | I ed. Soon therdoor opened and Zutter- meister came out. Quinn did not stir till he was sure Zuttermeister had reached the street." He then stepped to the door and - tried the knob. The door was locked. He rapped thrice on the panel. Almost immediately the door was spenad: Quinn shoved hig way inside, ged the door behind him, and. stood with his back to it. - The room was small and shabbily furnished, od the only illumination was sup) a flickering gas jet above a bro en wash-stand. ¥ The trampish man. who had the door was bearded face | ing details. were § had federal pane a Quinn, ! him him. Report to me at detective head- {truth when the shr 2 a "his teeth in rage," vividly at Zuttermeister.. . « "You've got it strai ht," he at last, "I shot t Judge 3lackburn. 'CHAPTER XVI. a Well----" : At detective headquarters the m speedily 'cleared Zuttermeister, having returned to 1 Blackburn Home," was' a when told that his confederat confessed -confesgio Bath Duttermeliter and his act plice. 'were Ipiends of the men udge Blackburn had sentenced lotted to slay. the Gi had plo to slay the judge, ing employment in the latter's b Zutterme.ster had purloined a written 'the. anonymous Jette further to direct suspicion he had hidden his accomplice in her sitting-room so that he might In he the crime with her revolver. Follow- ing the murder, the accomplice had climbed upon the 'roof, descended' to the rear room by. way of the Ho, and was spirited away: by Zutter- meister while Quinn was searching for 7 With both confessions made and) signed--with the meal of secrecy broken at las uinn walked to the ale hone, and called up the city editor he Star and gave him the "story." Gis then, notwithstanding the late ness of the hour, he telephoned to Marjorie. : (The End.) ------ The Example of Nehemiah: Margaret was in a peck of other} people's troubles. She had been at tending some meetings of the church social service committee, and the sor- rows of the world were weighing on her. As usual, she fled to Miss Nairn. Miss Nairn heard her out with a sympathetic smile. Miss Nairn was never too busy or too full of her own thoughts to lef you "pour it all out" "And 'now,' Margaret. finished; throwing out her hands in a gesture of despair, "what in the world can I do about it? Everywhere people are suf: fering and needing help. I¥'s.go dis-| couraging! 'What is anybody to do~with only ene pair of hands?" "The only thing I can think of," answered Miss Nairn, "is to follow the example of Nehemiah." "Nehemiah? Why, he was an old Jew, wasn't he?" "Yes." Miss Nairn smiled in spite of herself. "One of those old Jews whose stories were written down for our help and instruction. Nehemiah's problem seems to me very much worse | than yours, but that doesn't prevent his example being of use to you.™ "What was his problem?" {To rebuild-a ruined city in the face of ' powerful opposition with the aid of a small band of patriots. Conditions were so bad that people said, 'Will they revive the stones out of the heaps of the rubbish that have been burned ?' 'usalem. was literally in rubbish." "What did he do?" "He built it up. The third chapter d| of his history 'is full of the names of| the builders, and again and again sig- nificant little phrases, 'over against their house,' 'by his house,' 'everyone over against: his house' and even 'over against his chamber,' appear. "I've thought of it so often, Mar- ghret, 'over. against their own houses.' If, people would take that as a motto, it would help! Of course there et. always be people to go afield, ple who have a 'call' to do so and! e leisure to obey. But suppose that 4 fie rest of us, who haven't time or strength to spare for that sort off Nehemiah's helpers, 'over against our own houses,' Surely it's our first duty to build up the broken-walls that we 'can gee from our own windows. Do you see what. mean?" 'Margaret ota "Yes, 1 do. More for the good of : It is because of the appeal of a ) vice, tha Mt ight away I'll steal it out of your work just start in, in 'the fashion of fake than, you realize, perhaps" she said.|. er for at nce more I e can: 5 "crying: for it: en hel the hi and the household od the 'thirteen, eleven, and six years old. She has an income sufficient for their needs but not large enough to hire help, and she can not get any help from any of the three children, The girl, thirteen years old, will not wash |P the dishes, will not even lay the table nor clear it away, and needless to say the boys will not do any sueh "girl's work." The mother complains that the children talk dreadfully to her, call her names and do nothing but play and beg for money, not alone beg for it but demand it, and in the end get it. She adds that she beats them until she is ashamed, but it does no good: Of course, on the face of it, one says at once that if children of that age will not obey and will not help their mother the trouble is mostly with the mother. Somewhere along the line she has fallen down, and fal- len down hard, and there. is not the}. least use beating the children now.| - If a girl of thirteen already as tall as her mother, refuges to work, she can not be cured by a display of temper 'and brute strength on the part of the mother. | It was some time before I could get at the root of the trouble, as 1 scarcely know the mother, but "murder will out" and in the end the truth came out here. The children did not mind, because from their earliest days they had always got what they wanted by screaming for it if they screamed long enough. The mother is quick tempered and impatient. She does not control hersélf, naturally she can not control her children. It came about over the movies, The eleven-year-old wanted to go every evening, and he does. It always works this way: "Mother; I want ten cents for the movies." "You can't go to-night. last night," . "am going." "You're not going to do any such a thing. You can't go every night." 'I am, too, going, and 1 want the money right off." "I haven't 'got any money." "You have, so, and if you don't get or "Why, you bad boy, shut up your se, 'Now you shan't go." ~~ "#1 shall, too, yon Old ---- Here the mother bursts into tears, boxes the 'boy's ears, and gives him money. ; Similar scenes take place Hh the other children over every- ng imaginable. They get beaten, £ to an extent that better behaved dren know nothing about. = But they are not disciplined. They know t they can always get their -- d so they are coming up. lazy, s Seagrecsble and'with ronda: 'cies. Yet they come of a good fs 'the highest marks in school, and to everyone but their own mother are J af fo 0 the purpose "fwarm IT w 1 could find something to I went to the garhige. heap and| Once I ci Rhy on a pig th some : of my friends. All at once a girl came 'and hit at us with a fly swat. 1 got away but some of niy friends were "Then I went t» another house. There I saw g boy making a box. watched 'him until it was done. Then ; I-could not get out. Later | they 'took my friend$ and myself out and killed us --A Sebiol oy' s Compe: sition, Keeping the the Baby Cool g Throw away the feather - piliow, Feathers cook his little back. Use pillows filled with moss, hair, finely- chopped straw ar corn husks. Keep baby in thin shirt and napkin only. Dip baby in a ca%l bath three or four times on a hot day to'cool him: Keep him out of doors, day and night. / Build him a fly and mosquito proof crib and play pen. The hotter the. day, the tess food our child can est. oe cries, mag drink of ool boiled water. He is doubtless thirsty and cannot ask for it. Prickly heat is a sign baby has 3 lieey kept + itoo warm. i i ------ nnn, The Poplars. My poplars are ike ladies trim, ; Fach conscious of her own estate; In costume somewhat over-prim, .+In mantier cordially sedate, Like two old neighbors 'met-to chat Beside my garden gate. My stately old Aristoninta~ 1 fancy atill their talk must be Of rose reserves and Persian cats, And lavender and Indian tea; 1'wonder sometinies as I pass if they approve of me. 1 give them greeting night and morn, -1 Hke to think they answer, too, 'With that benign assurance born When youth gives age the reverence due, And bend their wise heads as I gO As courteoiis ladies do, '| Long may you stand before my door You went | Oh, kindly neighbors, garbed in green, And bend with rustling welcome o'er The many friends' who pass be. tween; ; And where the little children play Look down with gracious mien, - . : mre fit sti hs. Hatching Alligator Eggs. In Florida there is always a ready market for baby alligators. They are sold to tourists for pets, alive, sometimes stuffed for curios. A The only way to get them in guan- tity is to dig up alligator nests, which Now he is sone 2 0d Jerry still dis: ourses, ! : lL Nelly Bly coines down the. oad: opernicus to Answr. A young man home from college wished to inspire his little sister awe for his learning, Accord he pointed to a star and said, "Sis, do. you see that bright little star? bigger than this whole world!" "No, 1t isn't," said Sis. : "Yes, it is," declared the young ok legian: "Then I wish you'd tell me why it don't keep off * the ran?' was the 4riumphant rejoinder. > MANAGES i Keep Minard's Liniment In the house,' Trains 'Made to. Carry Planes: English railways have special types of cars to carry airplanes. QUEEN'S ; UNIVERSITY Magons, "Ont, Partof ain anay be covered by SCHOOL OF COMMERCE " "BANKING ' MEDICINE EDUCATION E Misding, Chemical, Civil, "~~ Mechanical and Eleotrical ENGINEERING SUMMER SCHOOL ~~ KAVIGATION SCHOOL Sy and August December to Ap: KING, Acting Realstrar | SOANSE SALT LA ND aT oo SALT 'WORKS ¢. 4. CLIFF TORONTO of Society, duringthe past g ry years have relied} | upon it for th eir distin-| Soft, refined, pearly 'white complexion it renders Jactantiy, i or are'found usnally on the sandy banks, WM of streams, take the eggs and batel them artificially. This can be done in rather print tive fashion by burying he eggs In boxes of moist sand and exposing the boxes. to sunshine on a roof. Experience has proved, hewever, It's = {that an ordinary chicken incubatbr| , temperature. and other, conditions 'controllable, _The babies; under natural cond 4 : y tous. emerge from the sandbank and ng. Partsctiy