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; the door, Mr. ~ ost. Went i ih ry English landov ner re- Ised the lawyer's offer. "Lascelles," Jeorge Mawners had said to him "I am ding out to you the hand of friend- hip. Wil you give me yours?" .. The servants heard their master cry t with fury, "In ten Seconds you'll get not my hand but my boot!" George Manners laughed softly, "I think you would find it an interesting adventure." Then his tone changed. "I am serving you notice that Eva and I are to be married within the month. I still ask your hand in amity. But it you don't give me your hand, befors I get through with you, you'll glve it to me whether you want to or not!" A little later George Manners was to regret those foollsh words uttered to Edmund Lascelles, in the presence of the latter's sister, Eva, we learn from Joseph Gol. omb, who writes in a copy- righted article in the New York World Magazine of a famous English murder case. Our readers will recall recent guotations from Mr. Gollomb's book on sples (Macmillan). The aricle from which we now quote is one of a serles entitled "Famous Mis-Steps of Jus- tice." In the case under review we learn that Lascelles, who was pos: sessed of a quick, hot temper, and was feared by nearly all who knew him, especially by the tenants of the farms on his English estate, had opposed his The housekeeper drew back from' him as if there were something lep- rous In his very speaking to her. "I don't need you to tell me my duty!" she snapped. 4 The two maids cathe running with cold water na helped Mrs. Marsh in her efforts to revive the girl. To Man- ners it seemed an endless time before Eva showed signs of animation; and indeed it did take a long time to bring her back to consciousness. The brutal blow of the news and the sight of her lover as he told it were terrible enough in themselves, But what had struck hardest was the thought that' seared her like a bit of lightning. Her lover had killed her brother! *The moment she came back to con- sciousness she slipt off again, and none of the household remedies the servants tried availed. Manners in his fear of her ran to call a doctor, While he was still away the batter- ed and mutilated body of Edmund Las- celles was brought home. In its train was an increasing crowd of farmer neighbors. In undertones, but agitat- edly, news and comment flew from lip to lip. Toward morning heavy steps crunched on the gravel outside the house, then in the hall. The local Police Inspector with two other offi- cers approached Manners, "I'm sorry," said the Inspector, "but I must take you into custody for the murder of Mr. Lascelles." Manners kept on repeating that he was innocent. But after he had been tried, found guilty, 'and sentenced to death, he sank into the apathy of hope- lessness. However, we learn: He had friends who fought for him, sister's marriage to Manners, the law- yer from the neighboring town of Beckfleld. Manners had tried to handle the delicate situation tactfully,' but on this day his temper had got the! best of him, and after his flash of anger he rushed out of the house, ap-| parently afraid to trust himself any further. Reading on: A little later the servants saw their | master leave the house too. His face | was livid. In his hand was a riding | erop, and in the failing -twilight he | looked an ugly figure to encounter as | he hurried out of the grounds. By nightiall rain set in. James Cros- by, a farmhand working for a small' cultivator, whose farm ran up to the! highroad out of Beckfield, was prepar- | Ing his: evening meal in the small out- house where he slept. | came to Beckfiald, tired business men, With all the evidence against him, some of them still felt that the brutal murder wag not in the character of George Manners. Justice, the blind- folded goddess, with her even scales in one hand and the sword of power in the other, might declare herself satisfied with the verdict. The friends of George Manners were not. On day two strangers from London they told the host at the inn where they put up. They meant to smoke, stroll about the country, chat with farmers, and call it a holiday. Inevitably they became interested in| the Lascelles murder, and visited sev- | eral times the scene where it took | | Place, and its vicinity. They learned, for instance, that the farmer for whom James Crosby work-! Je ring ideals 'of Foi | pusclos" citeulating, the. uscles 1s. to {ssues, and to | e-- SALUTE FROM REPUBLICAN GUARD Elysee palace, Paris, France, where President Doumergue held a recep- tion for ambassadors and representativ es of foreign countries. lasting nagging and bullying of Las-| celles had done Iittle to improve Parker's temper. On the night of the murder his landlord came fo see him, | and Parker got the benefit of the tem- | per in which Lascelles had come away | from his last interview with Manners. | Parker finally forgot that Lascelles! was his landlord. He told Lascelles | for the first time what he really] thought of him. Whereupon Lascelles | The rain wes drumming on the roof; | ed, was a tenant of Edmund Lascelles, | 8ave the farmer a good taste of his | he did not hear it, so used he had be-| He was having such a hard time mak-! riding-crop. Then the landlord strode come to'its sound in the last half-hour.| ing his farm pay that at the time ot | out of the farmhouse. But it kept him from hearing some- thing else at first. Gradually, how- {the murder he was behind in rent; and being behind in rent with Edmund | For some minutes the farmer re-| mained where he was, smoldering. | The King's Illness Ray Therapy "The Prevailing Feeling Has Converted the National Anthem Into a Fervent Prayer The "Contemporary Review," in its New Year issue, has a dignified and moving tribute to His Majesty the King which undoubtedly voices the feelings of the majority of his sub- ever, he became aware of some re- Lascelles, as everybody knew, was try-| The welts raised on his face by the jects. The writer says: -- peated sound---a human voice calling. He put down his cooking utensils | and went to the door. with rain and darkness, came the call: | racted any one's notice: the two vis- Set out on the dark road after Las-| "Help! Help!" Help!" | Croshy shrank back into the house jon whenever they came back to the celles heard him approach, and turn- and locked the door, have nothing to do with it. He listen- ed. The cry was repeated regularly. It could not be an assault, finally decided. In that case it would be too craven not to answer the cry of some one hurt and probably aban- dened. Lighting a lantérn, Crosby took up a cudgel in his other hand and set out. As he came near the still repeated call for help he thought he recognized the voice. He came up cautiously as his lantern siiowed him a man standing in the road. Crosby held up the lantern to the man's face and recognized George Manners, the young attorney. 4 "Did you call, sir? Lawd, how mired you look! Then his lantern showed a body ly- ing in the road. "Lord bless me!" Crosby cried. "It's Mr, Lascelles! Is he drunk or--" "He's "dead!" Manners stammered, Crosby, frightened though he was, could not help noticing the consterna- tion of the other man. The farm man 'was not bright, but it did not take much intelligence to read fear in George: Manuners's tone, - And now that Crosby raised the lantern again he saw that the attorney was smeared with what could not be plain honest mud. "How da you know he's dead?" Crosby asked, with what he thought was well-concealed suspicion. But Manners curtly sent him off. Then he deft for the Lascelles home. Crosby returned with several farm- ers and a cart. They stooped to lift the body into the cart when simultan- taneously from two newcomers there broke a cry. "God Lord, his hand is gone!" It was the right hand that was miss- ing, hacked off at the wrist. . Meanwhile George Manners rang the bell of the Lascelles home, and Mrs. Marsh, the housekeeper, opened Gollomb tells us, con- tinuing: As the light from the hall fell on his face, she cried ont at the sight he made, But her emotion djd not con - ceri ljim--at least, not at that time. 'I must see Miss Eva," he began. 'The bell had already brought Eva Lascelles out on the stars, She heard Herilover's volce rnd Mrs, Marsh's clamation. His 'appearance, even Crosby {ing on the nerves. Now the two men from London be-| | gan to keep late hours for a quiet | ! From up the road, now drecnhed {own like Beckfleld. Not that this at- the farmer snatched up a knife, and! | itors were careful not to attract atten-| If that was an inn toward dawn. Lease of all did the | ed: Assault on the highway, he wanted to farmer, Charles Parker, suspect that Whip across his face. This time, how- {it was on his farm the visitors spent | | their norturnal hours. For they had become interested, in-| | deed, in Charles Parker. ' They had | {struck up an acquaintance with him and James Crosby; but their talk was of farming, the weather, and like jioples. Occasionally, Crosby would { make them listen to his off-repeated | dramatic experience on the night of the murder, Parker seldom alluded to it. I Finally, he became {rritated at the | frequent visits of the two Londoners, | and let them see that they had worn out their welcome. It was then that | the two men from London began to! do their visiting by night. They came quietly, a lantern under the coat of one, a shovel secreted hy the other. Quietly they would dig into the ground in stable, stalls, barns, and cellars, Before they touched shovel to earth, however, they would study the chosen spot by the light of the lantern. But for weeks they got little for their labor. Then one night they looked thought- fully in a pile of litter in a broken- down barn of Parker's. They wonder ed why litter should be there, litter of just that kind, so far from its prob- able place of origin, *They decided to dig. They dug for an hour without re- sults. Suddenly the man who was using the shovel, while the other held the lantern, said: "Wait a minute!" It was really an expression of excite- ment. For the light of his compan- fon's lantern showed a gr ob- ject in the spadeful he had just dug up. A little later his shovel encountered something else--a short butchering knife, its blade thickly rusted. The knife, together with the human hand, rewarded the labors of the two London detectives, In the morning Charles Parker was arrested. The charge against him was the murder of Edmund Lascelles, and after that the whole truth eame out; thus: ? While he was being taken off to the police station, the London detectives searched his house as thoroughly they had his farm. } / In one of Park's . It 'was a ¥ re sat Ju te en large sap- have belong: pillows, trained | d | fingers encountered a small, hard ob- ) th riding-crop burned his flesh as if with | fire. i Then, rushing out into the kitchen, celles. Before he overtook him, Las- Again the farmer got the riding- ever, he had an adequate retort. Madly he stabbed Lascelles again and again, exultant whenever his blade sank into flesh. The struggle ended abruptly. With resistance gone, the farmer's rage went. Realization of what he had done held him rooted to the spot. Fumbling for a match he struck it, lost it, tried a second and a third time; then saw that his landlord would trou- ble him no more---except as a corpse. Utter fear and misery now possess- ed Parker. What was he to do when the crime should be discovered? Flight was his only hope. America-- Australia--the farther the better! But how was he to get there, he who could not even pay rental on his farm? The sapphire ring on Lascelle's right hand was part of the unforget- able picture his match showed. Here was his one hope for his escape--the ring. Stooping, he took up the hand and tried to pull the ring off. The hand resisted the effort as though the dead man still had strength. But Parker had to have that ring. And down the road some one wag coming. In-desperation as savage as had been his attack, Parker used the knife again. Off went the hand! Parker was tried, found guilty, and executed, George Manners was released, but had to wait weary months before the woman hé loved recovered sufficiently to marry. rere elfen een. "What is Schmidt doing now?" "He opened a shop recently." "Success- "The entire nation and empire with- out distinction of race, or party, or | creed, is watching by the bedside of His Majjesty the King with the deep- est golicitude and sympatyh. No such period of prolonged and intense anxiety has occurred in the history of any previous British monarch; still less has there been hitherto any such display of a deep and universal emo- tion in which loyalty, respect and at- fection are so perfectly combined. "The prevailing feeling has convert- ed the National Anthem into a fervent prayer in which all classes of the King's subject in ardent hopes of his complete recovery and in sympathy with him, with the Queen and the Royal Family, in the grave and pro- longed trial through which they have been passing and _must continue to pass for weeks to come. "During the King's reign the course of events withingthe Empire and be- | yond has brought considerable changes in the conditions under which our constitutional Monarchy has to play its part. The British Empire has be- come in the fullest sense a common- wealth of free peoples whose status as such is frankly recognized and fully provided for throughout the entire system of our imperial relations. The Crown has become more than ever the bond between all the far-flung parts of the Empire; the expression ofthat community of tradition, inter- est and outlook in which the British Empire consists. The Growing Influence of the Monarchy "The complete advent of democracy and the development of its political organs in every part of the Empire has in many respects restricted the personal powers of the King in gov- ernment, except on rare occasions and in strictly limited ways. Yet politics, after all, are part of the manifold life fully?" "No, he was caught?" of the Commonwealth. And what the A New Link of Nations Jot hts subjects thoughout the great-, '|est crisis of their history has been deep. _|the British Throne is more securely is due above all to the exemplary way n which he has given consistent and mpléte expression to what is best the common mind and heart. "vHis private and domestic virtues have been in perfect harmony with | devotion to duty and to the interests perfect. Dignified simplicity, sympathy and considerate courtesy, complete impartiality and goodwill, have been remarkably blended in his character and expressed at all times 14 his attitude towards men and af fairs. He has shown conspicuous courage in great emergencies and the truest fellow-feeling with all sorts and conditions: of his subjects in their tasks and fin their trials. Thanks to all this, it has come about that while the calamity of the Great War has destroyed autocracies and brought about far-reaching changes elsewhere, based than ever before in the loyalty of the nation and empire, as well as in the respect of the whole world. "Im. this beneficent work Her Majesty Queen played a con- splcuous part with a devotion, dignity and good sense which are beyond all praise. In all theif service the King and Queen have heen greatly alded by their chitdren, and the much-travelled Princes have contributed to strengthen y personal contact the sense of com- radeship throughout thie Empire. For his public actions, His wholehearted { ultra-violet rays, and they are also more dangerous. The shorter' the 'wavedength of a ray the greater its penetrating tissue. | power of 1 ti pon rays, therefore, ploy: or attacking deep-seated af- foctions which ultra-violet light would not touch, and their power of destroy- ing diseased tissue has been proved of the utmost value' In serious maladies as the only hopeful alternative to surgical operation. Bo "Ray therapy is an indispensable instrument of modern medical prac- tice, and may indeed reasonably be considered the most hopeful and rap- idly progressing branch of the medical science at the present time. Its use for the treatment of the King's iliness was controlled by the most expert practitions in the country." S ing Lamp Making and = decorating waxed parchment for use in thé- home is fascinating work that is also prac- tical. Little wastepaper baskets, lamp shades, screens, and shields for wall sconces are some of the useful and atbractive articles that can be simply made, which add to the decora- tion of the home. Materials are in- expensive and the work needs no special qualifications other than an all this we are profoundly thankful and grateful. The remembrance of it inspires our prayers and Intensifies our hope that the King may be pre- served: to us for -years to come and that the protracted anxiety of the' Queen and the Royal Family may, speedily be effectually relieved. "God Save the King!" » . . Writing on the subjejct of ray theraphy now being used for the King's" illness, a "Yorkshire Post" leader writer says: -- "Research has proceeded, ' broadly speaking, from two distinct starting points--the discovery by Préfessor Niels Finsen of the value of the ultra- violet rays in solar light for the treat- ment of skin diseases, and the discov- ery of X-ray by Rontgen in 1895. "The connection between these two kinds of rays was not at first realized and soon afferwards the young science of Radiology seemed to have become further complicated through the dis- covery by Plerre and Madame Curie of the complex radiation given off by radium. "Gradually it was found that all these rays--save the alpha and beta rays of radlum--were of a common character, and differed only in wave- length, and now a nearly complete chart of ether rays can be mapped out, passing from the very short gamma rays of radium, through the X-rays, ultra-violet light and visible light to the infra-red rays, and the very long waves used in wireless telegraphy. ' "Not all these rays have so far been found to possess therapeutic value, and, although the infra-red rays are now used for certain forms of heat treatment, medical attention is chiefly devoted to the shorter wave-lengths of ultra-violet light, X-rays, and radium, Natural Sunshine Best, However "Ultra-violet light is the main con stituent of 'artificial sunshine'--so called because it is the ultra-violet light present in sunshine which is the chief source of the sun's curative power, though in many respects nat- ural sunshine remains greatly superior as a tonic agent to the most efficient artificial substitute, "In the abserice of sunshine, never- theless and for certain treatments re- quir local application and carefully regulated dosage, ultra-violet light has proved itself of the utmost value. In children it cures rickéts by directly stimulating bone-formation; it acts as 8 general tonic to the skin and the nervous system; in certain cases it will destroy bacteria, and it markedly increases the production of red cor- | per. «| One of the most effective decorations artistic eye. First of all, buy at the stationery shop some ordinary parchment paper, Then purchase a cheap waste-paper basket or a wiry lamp-shade frame and cover it withe the parchment pa- Two or three rolls of ordinary crepe paper should then be bought, and little decarations cut out from it. consists of a number cf small ciFeles about the size of a penn) cut out of crepe paper of different colers. Next, the paper must be waxed or parchmentized. The whole article, including the paper decorations, must be coated with transparent sealing | wax of the light amber color, which has been dissolved in commercial al- cohol, obtalnable at any oil shop. This solution is put on like paint. The stick of sealing-wax must be broken up into small pieces and covered with alcohol. A small camel's hair brush should be used for applying this solu- tion, which gives an air of transpar- ency to the paper and improves im- mengely the appearance of the crepe paper decorations. The edge of the article can then be finished off with a binding of gold braid or any other suitable material; this gives a perfectly finished appear- ance which takes away the home- made air. A coating of rose-colored sealing wax .or some othér warm shade, applied to the inside of lamp shades or wall sconces, gives a rich, glowing light, There is no limit to the number of designs which can be applied to these parchment articles, either by means of crepe paper or figures cut out of magaines and periodicals. Providing they are attractively colored, the wax finish gives them the necessary artis. tio touch. Little shapes of Japanese lanterns, studies of children in charm- ing poses, and animals make excellent designs. errr pe The Threatened Cook Manchester Guardian (Lib.): ("The day will come when cooking in the home will no longer be necessary."-- Henry Ford.) Domestic cooking is not, after all, a form of penal servi- tude but a fairly high art, and most women and a great many men take a natural interest in it. To cook family meals day after day and week after week, with no change at all fof the operator, may become a dull routine and drudgery, but so do many forms of human activity if there is no break in the obligation to pursue them. In the very nature of the subject there is more variety in cooking than. there if in any other aspect of housework; there is only one way of brushing a floor, or even of bathing a baby, but there are any number of ways of - ing a dinner. 'And nothing could ' more of a 'routine than an endless | succession of mechanized meals deltv-| | ered from a common centre. What is { more, the disappedrance of the cook 'implies the disappearance of the to , good many things, but up no home van lack a kitchen. less. demand on the heart. The shorter | qq more potent in certain respects than | 'ing the birthday cake 'and Vernon moved as in a dream. | seemed well until suddenly Vernon other story. told how a boy named Harry b ed his birthday. Birthdays with The long-expected morning ; last. When he awoke, he found the wagon he had longed for. The post man brought a hox from hls grand mother, He saw his mother prepar- nd placing candles on it. Ice cream had been ordered for dinner. Evidently, every. thing was being done according to the accepted rules for this great occasion Dinner time found the lovely -cake in the center of the table. Waxan candles flickered their golden flames. Baby in ber high chair joined in the galety with gurgles of delight. All gave a heartbroken sob of disappoint: ment. Mother paused at the pantry door in surprise. ~-- "What is the trouble?" Father ask- "No package at my piste," Vernon fo: managed to say. "No package," his father repeated. "Harry had a birthday package by his dinuer plate," Vernon explained be- tween sobs. Plans were not working out well. The story-book boy and the i real-life boy were not having things alike. 7 Fortunately, Father knew all about this story-book boy who bad a birth- day. He had read it many times to his little son. Mother, at the door, : nodded reassuringly to Father whe ; said, "The meal isn't over, Vernon - Perhaps something nice may happen yet. Wait and see." Mother had made some plain little 43 handkerchiefs for Vernon to use around homo. They had not been o laundered, but she felt sure he would not notice that. She hurried to the 5 drawer where she kept tissue paper ond bits of ribbon. Soon the package wos ready. oo Au "her story in the book which contained the story of Harry, told about a prince who received gifts. from his subjects. A picture showed the prince receiving a gift, presented on a tray. Mother got her tray, piae- ed the gift upon it and went into the dining room. "A gift for Prince Ver non," she said, just as was said in the story book, except that it was. Prinee di Charlie Who received the gift in the story. Vernon quickly remembered thix a "Mother, O Mother!" he beamed as he accepted the gift, "even Harry was not called a prince on his birthday!" Later, when the children were in bed, Mother and Father talked of the incident. They agreed that the great joy of a story often lies in the fact that the reader can imagine himself = the hero of the tale. Even grown people long for some stories to come true in their lives. It is the blessed privilege of parents to work this magic for the children once in a while, and a birthday is a most fitting sea son. Fishermen Get Fossil Tusk 3 J In Nets Dragged in North Sea : Lowestoft, England. --Skipper Free. man of the trawler Wide Awake be- eves that he barely missed hauling from the North Sea a two-ton portion of a'pre-historic mammoth, Off Yarmouth, runs this magnificent item, the nets caught on what seémed to be wreckage. An hour's work by the crew brought the nets up ragged and bearing a freshly broken piece of pi fossilized tusk five feet long and two 'feet across. + The skipper believes it came from i a mammoth e onthe PEIN floor since the age when dry land FEN et land with the Continent. He Ch 'Hard Blows "Give a young fellow a hard blow te awake him. Then get him. mad and watch the fireworks. In this story = there was more than necessity back of the-determination of the young fellow who starts in to help his father get back on his feet. There is often a when a young waster face. EE For a man to grow & gentleman; is of great consequence tha his granu: father should have been. an honest man; but if a man be a gentleman, it matter little what hi grandmother either,