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ru hado w y, fra me iy poke itself out above | e mist. watched, it grew more, distin at before 1 had Hime to make, v what it was it san pr A sight. "What do you make of 7" asked S17 looks to ne ike ong of the old target frames," I said. "You know, they work them front the b 3, The niarkers down in the trench hem up and down by a crank and & chain. That is why peonle insist on Salada. om Jezzard of the Mill BY GORDON BUSSEX. used for at this momet is beyond altogether, Perhaps we shail see when it gets clear." Even as I spoke a gentle breeze be- gan to dispel the mist, and gradually the whole length of the butts became distinct--the frame some dozen targets, trench itself and the mounds of grass- covered chalk before and behind it. | 'he butts were surrounded by a high and formidable barbed-wire which, I afterward found, was pro- vided with a gate which was kept lock- ed. It so happeped that our position, afforded a view of virtually the whole length of the trench, and, somewhere! about the middle of it, I saw the figure, of a man busily turni The girl at my side binoculars: PART 1. In the gray dawn I saw a suspicious movement in a clump of golden gorse on the hillside, Of late 1 had lost too many rabbits from the stretch of rough land attach- ed to my cottage at the foot of the "Yes--1I ought to have asked you to help me, But Tom and I wanted to make sure before we said anything. It would be a splendid thing for Tom--" "Make sure of what?" I asked. "Of lots of strange things that have a crank. i anded me her \ But what on earth this one is ning} ; fence, | {wide berth, * + In the hill. There was a brilliant moon, and I haif hoped that I might learn something more of my uncanny nei bor, Jezzard, if, by chance, he wor by night, though you may be gure that I meant to give the rifle rangda pretty i a bald patch am- downs, and I depend on rabbits to augment my pension from the Cape Mounted Police, and that, may I say, does not allow me the luxury of a gamekeeper. I felt something of the thrill of the old days away out in the bush as I] been happening round here lately. How that German visitor really died down there on the range last week, for instance. 'You heard ail about that?" Of course I had. One hears every- thing in these out-of-the-way country places. Briefly, a German stranger said, extremely trench so could have tossed a pebble into it. As the lone figure down there peered up Here, then, I thought, was my poacher, at the target he had just raised, I saw caught red-handed. "I'll swear that's Mr. Jezzard," she "See if you can recognize him." I focussed the glasses. They were werful, and brought the close that it seemed as if I followed the telltale sway of the | had been found by a shepherd, stone very clearly that the girl was right. It shoulder-high gorse up the hill. On| the very summit of the down 1 drew | back with a start. Lying full length behind the furze, | with a.pair of binoculars clapped to her eyes, was a pretty girl. 1 recog- | nized her at once, She was Moly Sil-! ver, a village beauty who, as every on in thege parts is aware, is engaged to be married to our local constable, a | young fellow of decent family named Tem Harman, Tha view her glasses afforded was | familiar enough to me. To the right! was another broad down, on which used, .ke so many old mills to-day | (and more's the pity), as a residence. | Below us was a great lonely coombe almost surrounded by hills, 'and in the coombe was an abandoned rifle ange, ! hidden from sight now by a thick! blanket of mist. Whatever the girl was after, it was | no business of mine, and' I tried to retreat without disturbing her, but clumsily I stepped on a rotten branch, and, as it snapped, Molly glanced over her shoulder with a look of unspeak- able terror. But when she saw me tke color flooded back to her pretty cheeks | and a queer little cry of relief escaped her, Then 'she raised a finger to urge caution, and beckoned me to her side, making room for me to kneel on the dead, near the rifle butts. was still. warm, | The body, certainly was my neighbor Jezzard. From the man himself I turned m; "Tom," said the girl, "is convinced attention to the target from above him that that man was murdered!" "Indeed! And what makes him think that?" an-old fellow named Michael Jézzard. and noticed that it was fitted with a open and demanded wooden shelf. On the shelf, in a large game was. , * (wire cage, was a struggiing rabbit. I' "could see the frightened creature's lit-| ward me. For answer she asked me if T had tle white tail quite distinctly as it when 1 discovered that he was none | noted anything strange about the man leaped this way and that in a frantic other than Mr, Jezzard. In one hand who lived alone up at the windmill-- effort to escape. With a final glance he held a ferret, and at his feet la "at his prisoner, Jezzard turned and several small nets and a sack, whic "Why, no!" 1 exclaimed. "Nothing, Walked along the trench, fooling with a 1." In fact, I have only met him! once at close quarters, and then that wag only in passing him down the 80 iron door opening into a cellar! | where targets and "The dead German was found on his such-like gear woul stood a derelict "tower" windmi'l, now | land," said Molly, looking dreamily at one time. into the distance, "and at the inquest | door 4 the doctor said he thought it was a' threshold so ti . ilur It of, tive rabbit. Sage Of heart failute 5 He TOMI Ol hacrin nnethine bessih mob and hedge or fence to. mark the boundary, lane." overexertion-in climbing the hill," "Well, the body wasn't found on the. the next moment he snatched off his| hill. It was found down in the coombe, op | wild where it's quite flat." "Possibly he actually fell dead on the hill and rolled to the bottom." Molly shook her head. German fell dead right there where and apparently dead. the shepherd found him---at the end; of the rifle range close to the butts." I looked at the girl in admiration. in the police T would enroll you as a t detective!" "I know-I can trust you, Mr. Kemp," returned the. girl, "Well, I have come his hands, as though he were washing them. At the end of.the trench was at Jezzard. Spotting discs and have been kept I watched him throw the wide open and turn on the at he could see the cap- Then his arm reached and flung it into the air with a gesture of triumph, Then, with his. arms akimbo, he re- turned to the spot immediately below | "And his spectacles kept on his nose the cage. Instantly I foliowed the di-| / his hat a i led with him?' rection of his gaze and saw that the, and his ht and stick ro ano! That rabbit was Stretched out, quite still Jezzard lowered the target frame, | removed the lifeless rabbit, and put a follows: live one in its place, but before he "Young lady," I said, "if I were still hoisted the cage again he raturned to people so strong an Influence that men 1 he cellar and seemed to touch a lever th ere. "What does it mean?" sha asked. How could 1 say? That Jezzard was ito watch Mr. Jezzard. I was up here employing some silent and invisible 11 day yesterday, but it was so misty lethal force was obvious. | that pif nh see the rifle ranze----"| "Miss Silver!" I exclaimed. "I have "But why the rifle range?" I put in.|it! Jezzard is experimenting with the "Because that is where Mr. Jezzard | Death Ray, and I'll swear that the carries out all his queer experiments." devilish apparatus 1s insta'led in the . | S111? "Oh! What sort of experiments?" |top floor of the mill! p-- on BE So > re "Then," she cried, "that would ac-| \ What does Soap Purity Mean to You : | followed by a throbbing, purring | sound, interrupted Miss Silver. | "What's that?" she asked. O millions of women the 1 i "I. am convinced," he said, "that $5 000 Guarantee of, Purity | Jezzard is experimenting with some- carried by every bar of Sun- end of the ground-sheet. I raised my shaggy white eyebrows. "You make me curious," I said. "You know that I'm an old policeman myself 7" "It and the engine spluttered, gave one "final bark, hissed and was silent. | That evening I had a conference in' my parlor with Police Constable Har-! man and Miss Silver. | sounds like a motorcycle," the trench again, and saw that Jezzard had fixed a small internal-combustion frame and set it in motion. As I watched, he hoisted the contrivance rily. | ! Then Jezzard went through the at that something behind the iron door thing more than the Death Ray 2 ym" ! light Soa; means:-- "For this reason," went on my young t Pp friend. "As you describe the experi-; follows: First the rabbit is raised on ~Sweet-smelling clothes the target--apparently fully. : ew-looking thes windmill. But, until Jezzard touches N clo a lever, or presses a button, inside that € . fabri |lever, the animal dies, What does that " : C8. : | suggest to your mind, Mr. Kemp?" ; . { | "is that he controls the Death Ray, 4 | ® - from the pit." | : 1 t Oa p.anation," said the young officer. | "But the principle objection to it is, ; tion, In my humble opinion, we a re all tco ready to be blinded by the ob- I nodded, trained the binoculars on engine on to the experimental target aloft. The engine was running mer- same performance as before--a touch! "Oh!" I exciaimed. "And wi Cleaner clothes ments, the procedure seems to be as to the apparatus you assume is in the FR a : | cellar, the rabbit comes to no harm.' Sunlight Soap prolongs the life of | But directiy Jezzard does touch the | | "The obvious deduction," I replied,' "I agres that that is the possible ex-, 7 ; , that it is the most obvious explana. | The Largest Selling Laundry Soap in the wor toma - omit NOUS HK NOW, ot 5 take these aiid igh, . = experiments of Mr. rd's a step devoling his time to the perfecting of the discovery of some one else--but that he is experimenting with some- | thing which will negative or intercept the.Death Ray!" a en nt hour, and, We tal Harman ae angi a at - patter Miss Silver and you [Had taken their departure, | thou Aon bi hoary most unfeeling could not refrain from further. Let us assume that he is not ong the furze is one of my biggest warrens, where the hillside is ite i with the chalk the rabbits have kicked {out in making their burrows. As I prronched the spot I saw the Agute of a man bending low over a hole. 1 grasped my heavy ash stick the tighter and crept {inch by inch through the furze until I was but a few yards behind him. Then I strode heavily out into the to know what the The poacher turned a' white face to- Imagine my astonishment | proved to contain half a dozen live rabbits. From the sack I looked again "Well," I exclaimed, "what do:you mean by poaching on my land?" | Jezzard replied very calmly. He said that he was not aware that he was trespassing; that indeed he quite thought that he wae on part and par- cel of his own land, for there was no (To be concluded.) | Minard's Liniment for burns. The Dark Days. The best story of the dark days in { Europe comes down to us from -the | Monk of Padua, who, in 1260, wrote as "Religious fears exerted upon the of noble and of ignoble birth, old and | young, traversed the streets of all Italy naked; yet without shame; Each carried a scourge with which he drew blood from his tortured body, amidst sighs and tears, singing at the same time penitential psalms and entreating the compassion of the Diety. Both By day and by night and even in the cold- est winters, by hundreds and by thous- ands, they wandered through the streets and villages and churches and cities with burning. wax candles. Music was then silent and the songs of love echoed no more, nothing was heard but atoning lamentations. The tears." ~ This self-torture was begun in the first century, when both clergy and laity, men, women and children, con- stantly chastened themselves with chains and rods, and ft was not until 1418 that the practice began to stop. In the country districts of Spain and Mexico scourging is -still popular on certain days of the year. PY epee Nothing to Boast Of. 3 He had come down to Barham for the week-end, and, haying adjourned to the local inn, he spon found a man THE CHARM OF SOFT FABRIC. New frocks are soft and fluttery with flowered materials nnd 'flares. The frock presented here is sure to take the eye of the miss and little wo- man. First because of its arresting simplicity of line, and second, because of the loveliness of its material. A wide ribbon sash is tied at the low! waistline, where rippling skirt joins slender bodice. The batteau neck is finished with a narrow binding of the same piain material as the flaring sleeves. No. 1254 is In sizes 16, 18 and 20 years. Size 18 years (86.bust) requires 4% yards 36-inch figured crepe, and % yard plain georgette crepe; ribbon for sash 2% yards 6 inches wide. 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King Bdward was christened in St.' George's Chapel at Windsor Castle, and it wal stdted at the time that the! banquet following the ceremony cost £200,000--a figure which should he taken with a grain of salt. REC Tn . .Dignified silence is often the result of not knowing what to say--i.e., ignorance, | "Themen who like the income-tak | are those who make an income collect- ing it. = When Currents Change Cour The only explanation is that ther exists a 'zone of silence" or of "d ir," which hovers about this the sea, changing with wind and ti but' always in existence. Once a ship of the Race Rocks house 1s in audible. ! ' That this silent zone is real 1s proved by. the fact that on a recent occasion the crew of a small tug that - got in among the rocks could actually 860 the men on the lghthouse, yet were unable to hear the bellowing sig- nals, which 'were plainly audible four or five miles away in other directions. Charts used at sea show ocean cur rents running like rivers in different directions at regular speeds, and in cloudy or foggy weather, when a ship's captain cannot sée.the sun and is com- pelled to use "dead reckoning," he naturally depends to some extent on these currents. But currents may change their speed 'or thelr course. Even the Gulf Stream may alter. In March, 1918, it ran for a time at a speed nearly fifty per cent. above the usual. 'Again, in 1022, the North Sea currents changed their course and flotsam, usually carried southwards, was found oan the beaches of the Shetland Islands. Caught In a "Seaquake." ; In September, 1923, a big steamer, the Manchester Brigade, was in mid- Atlantic, when she suddenly stopped 'and quivered so violently that hier cap- tain thought: she -had struck a dere: liet:- But she moved on. Then, after and shake from bow to stern, and this went on for thirty seconds. The cause {of this strange happening was a sub. marine earthquake, but luckily the cughfons of water, nearly two miles thick, prevented serious harm. The steamer Nina had an even worse experience some years ago. At midnight, when about fifty miles from Marseilles, her crew heard a sudden explosion and saw an Immense tongue of flame leap upwards out of the sea. At the same time the ship quivered as if she had struck ground. At first jt was supposd that a vessel near by had blown up, but nb wreckage could be found, so the actual cause was prob- ably the explosion of a submarine voir cano. : Missiles From the Sky. Had thé Nina been 6veér the spot she would certainly have been lost. A peril of which little 18 heard 1s that of falling meteors. A friend of | the writer, Captain, Anderson, while commanding "a large tramp steamer | tarrying phosphate from Florida to Hamburg, saw a great mass of molten stuff fall from the sky, which missed The Tcronis Hopital for incurables, in affitlation with Bellevue and Aliled Hospitals, New York City, offers a three years' Suuris 3 of "Training" to youny women, having the required cducation, and desirous of becoming. nurses. This Hospital hai adopted the sight. to take him round the historic old spot and show him the sights. After spending a most pleasant and remunerative morning, the guide and' the visitor were returning to the lat. ter's hotel when they tame acrcss a: very oid man---in fact, he was the old est-inhabitant of th "One hundred and two!" exclaimed the visitor on heariug of the old man's RY age. "One hundred and two! 1 sup- I of him." "1 dunno," "His record ain't so much. He ain't. done nothin' in this town 'cept grow old, an' it took him a darn long time to do that." : H ee pose the townspeople are mighty proud | All Depends. THousewife---*1 want a maid who is. fond of children Are you?' (a New Maid--"it depends on the wages, mum." oS ri ¥ Death 'Ray--which, of course, is| "responded the "uative, 1 biter" # Enjoy it on both hot and col with baco NURSES || - Eat More Mustard! 4 | his st | to hurry by no more than bal a 'authenticated. steamer OCGen Was. crossing the At- lantic between Rotterdam and Phila d Clouds of gas shot up from the spot, and the men on deck were forced below to.escape being suffo- When they again ventured on everything 'was covered with dust, while. the water. 48 in this zone, even the powerful siren ~~ '| few moments, she Legan to tremble & | delphia; when-a gigantic meteor fell = - 80 close to it that the tremndous {waves flung up--flooded the vess.