;-:r :_3^SSpg W*^T1 il • 41 -t ;/^/v£*i:."*>' • ^.v #i MOT lOMil' OQ^iuiSiJTOCU ̂4 ̂,vy Bf/cw? ar/fmmz wtottA/vcarrfH/rr c/ • <*•* t&HNarr.Mp.&r/rmwz 17 SYNOPSIS, opens with cn In the opora wealthy widow. It Is •crMin from box of Mr*. The story Dorothy Marc Missloner, casioned when Mrs. Missioner's necklace breaks, scattering the diamonds all over the floor. Curtis Grlswold and Bruxton fiandB, society men In love with Mrs. Mis sies ner, gather up the gem*. Grlawold Steps on what is supposed to be the cele brated Maharanee and crushes It. A Hin doo declares it was not the genuine. An expert later pronounces all the stones substitutes for the original. One of the missing: diamonds is found in the room Of Elinor Holcomb, confidential compan ion of Mrs. Miasioner. She Is arrested, notwithstanding Mrs. MiBsioner's belief lr» her innocence. Detectivs Brit* takes up the case. He asks the co-operation of t>r. Fitch, Elinor's fiance, in running djwn the real criminal. Brits learns that duplicates of Mrc. Missioner's diamonds were made in Paris on the order of Elinor Holcomb. While walking Brit* (a seized. bound and gagged by Hindoos. He Is imprisoned in a deserted house, but •makes his escape. Brltz d'scovers an in» aone diamond expert whom he believes was emp'oyed by either Sands or Gris- wold to make counterfeits of the Misslon er gems. Two Hindoos burglarize the home of Bands and are captured by Brits. On one of them he finds a note signed by "Milllcent" and addressed to "Curtis." Brttz locates a woman named Milllcent Delaroehe, to whom Grlswold has been paying marked attentions. The Swami at tends a ball at Mrs. Missioner's home, but learns nothing further about the dia monds. Britz disguised as a thief, visits the apartment of Milllcent. He flrids a box that once contained the missing dia monds, but it is empty. The detective conclude^ that the Hindoos have antici pated him in the recovery of the Jewels. He visits their quarters and has an ex citing experience with a snake. CHAPTER XX11---Continued. True enough. The fifth bullet had passed between the gaping jaws of the reptile and taken off the greater part of that darting scarlet thread as neatly as a sharp Instrument could snuft a candle. While the wound doubtless caused agony to the snake. It did not lessen Its anger. The poi son-charged fangs remained In Its mouth, and the cutting off of its tongue swelled Its fury to the ultimate degree. Brltz dropped the pistol on the chif fonier and thrust both hands In his pockets. "Up a tree for fair," he said. "Noth ing more doing in the artillery line." "That was your last cartridge?" Brltz bent his head affirmatively. An expression of slow wrath gathered force In the Headquarters man's face, as he stared at the swaying serpent such a short distance below. One could see he was angry enough to take the desperate chance of spring ing from his percll and trying to strike the co,bra with his heels, or, failing that, seising It by the neck, seeking to throttle It. The instinct of self-preservation, however, was stronger than rage. Brltz was willing enough to risk his life In the fulfill ing of his duty, so long as the risk meant a fighting chance to him. He was too sensible absolutely to throw big life away, and something told him that In spite of all the courage in the world, no man would have an appreci able percentage of opportunity in a battle at close quarters with so ven omous a serpent. Yet he must get out of that house. He felt he was "the only man on the police force who could be sure of heading off the Ori entals. In that very moment they might be beyond the city's limits, bearing the booty he had pursued for weeks. It was more than his Belf- poise could stand. He gave rein to bis anger, and for the first time In all the doctor's acquaintance with him he swore hard and fast and long. His flow of profanity stopped as suddenly as It had commenced. He drew one band from his pocket, and slowly, as If he hardly dared to trust his senses, beld up his fingers and looked at what they clasped. Then he held the ob ject out triumphantly for the physi cian to see. It was a loaded cartridge forgotten when last he emptied his pockets of their supply of extra am munition! "We'll make no miss with this one," said the sleuth. "Don't you think you can use it better, doc?" "No," said Fitch, "I am not in your class when It comes to snuffing out serpents' tongues. You may fire when you are ready, lieutenant." Brltz grinned, shook the empty shells out of the revolver, slipped the full cartridge into one of the cham bers and twirled it until it paralleled the barrel. Then, once more using his arm as a rest, he took careful aim, and was about to pull the trigger, when the door was flung open and the uniformed policeman stood on the threshold. "Well," said the bluecoat. "excuse 5ne for butting In, but I thought some thing might have--" Fitch checked him with an upraised hand, and the patrolman's eyes al most burst in their sockets as, lower ing his gaze, he saw the up-reaching death covered by the Headquarters man's pistol. FV>r a second's space, none of the three men moved. Then a metallic click broke the suspense, only to leave It In another instant more taut than ever as all three re alised the cartridge had missed fire. The bluecoat's hand reached for his club. Panic-stricken though he had been at first sight of the cobra, he had the pluck common to the humblest member of "the finest," and he plain ly meditated taking the serpent from the rear. He would not trust to his revolver, lest his aim, spoiled by the Intensity of the situation, should fly high and hit one of the two refugees atop the chiffonier. But Britz saved the patrolman from what would un doubtedly have been a foolhardy act of courage. Hastily breaking his re volver open, he made a swift exam ination of the cartridge, saw that its rim was not dented by the hammer, and, concluding an accident for which the shell was not to blame had pre vented an explosion, set the chamber once more, and fired again. This time a crack followed. The great cobra shot Into the air, and then fell squirming to the floor. Its coils un bent as at full length it writhed in its death agony. Brltz leaped to the far side of the table, seized a heavy book and hurled it on the serpent's head. That soon ended the reptile's strug gles; but the doctor, brave enough un der ordinary conditions, was not con tent until with a dagger-like paper cut ter he snatched from the table he severed the snake's head from its twisting body. Britz, Pitch and the patrolman took deep breaths as they stood on the porch. The detective lost little time In recuperating, though, and after hur ried instructions to the bluecoat, he and the doctor Jumped into the coupe. The uniformed patrolman climbed to the box, turning the horse's head westward. He drove the weary brute at high speed to a taxicab stand, where the detective and physician en tered a horseless vehicle in which they were whirled to Headquarters, where Britz had a short but impor tant conference with the Chief. CHAPTER XXIII. Mrs. Missioner's Visitor. Mrs. Missloner, after the ball, took In the fag-end of a bridge party, and stayed so late that when she returned to her home the east was striped with dawn, and the maid who had waited up for her was sleeping soundly in a chair. The widow was not yet dis posed for slumber. It had been an exciting night. Her fancy had been stimulated so greatly by her brief talk with the Swami in the ballroom that she was unable to turn It from the mysterious Oriental history of the Maharanee diamond. She knew no more of the jewel's past. than she had related to the sage, for her hus band had not acquainted her with all the details connected with his acquisi tion of it. Something in the Swaml's manner caused her to regard the stono with more or less aversion. She be gan to doubt the purity of its record. Fond though she was of gems, even to the point of being a jewel worship er, she was American to her finger tips, and would shrink in terror from any, bauble that came to her stained with the tiniest drop of human blood. She had loved her husband in a way; at any rate, she had always re spected and admired him. It seemed impossible he would be a party to wrongdoing. Yet she could not shake off a sensation of dread whenever she remembered how intimately the jewel had nestled in the snows of her throat, and rivaled the brightness of her eyes. Could it be she had worn a gem whose fire was more suited to the glow of an inferno than to the Eden of a good woman's loveliness? Drawing about her shoulders a soft, warm shawl, she took a seat at a win dow in her boudoir and sat gazing into a sky pink and gray with daybreak, trying to solve her real feelings In regard to the recovery of the Mahara nee diamond. She was in the midst of her meditation when she heard the faint ringing of a bell at the other end of her big house. In a little while, a footman rapped on the door of her boudoir. It awakened her maid, and the girl, her eyes swollen with sleep, approached the widow with a card bearing no name, but inscribed with the message: "It is important that I be permitted to see you at once." At such an hour? Mrs. Missloner was astonished by the request. Who could her early visitor be? Surely no one In her own circle of acquaintances would venture upon such a liberty. If it were a question of life or death, there was still the telephone. Secre cy was Indicated by the attempt of the person to see her face to face. Haste breathed in every word of the scholarly scrawl. Mrs. Missloner was not ultra conventional, but the request for an interview at that time of day-- an hour that almost might be called a time of night--was beyond the scope of even her liberal views. However, curiosity conquered, as it has been do ing in the cases of women, jewels, and apples since the world began, and she informed her maid she would see the visitor In the library. She controlled her eagerness for understanding of the request, never theless, so well that when in a leisure ly way she reached the big room on the main floor, the visitor was already within it. He stood at a window look ing Into a street and shielding him self behind a curtain from chance glances. As his head was bare, it was not until the second glance that she recognized the Swami. She was not only astonished, but startled by the recognition. What could this mysteri ous student of the occult want with her? What could possibly be the ob ject of his visit to her home at such an hour? He was an old acquaint ance In a sense, but one Mrs. Mls- A Metallio Click Broke the Suspense. sioner had not cultivated in this part of the world. He waited until she was close to the hearthrug before he turned, and said with a profound bow: "Madam, my intrusion is excused by the fact that I can restore your Jewels." "Is it possible!" she exclaimed. "It is more than possible. It Is a fact accomplished," he answered. Taking from an inner pocket a pack age in silk tissue, he extended It toward her with the words: "You will find In this parcel, madam, all the diamonds of your necklace, with the exception of the largest-- the Maharanee." "But the big diamond Of the whole necklace--the Maharanee!" cried Mrs. Missloner. "How did you find these and not find that?" "I have not said that I did not re cover it," said the Swami. "On the contrary. I confess to you that I gained possession of the Maharanee at the time when I got these; but It must not, cannot, be restored to you." "I am grateful for what you have done," the widow said gently; "but I am unable to understand your atti tude in regard to the missing stone. Why should I not have that, too? It 1s mine." "Madam," said the Oriental, In the courtliest way, "I would not for the world say anything to disturb your faith in your husband. There is no need of doing so. Your faith Is war ranted. Mr. Missloner, when he said that, thought he was telling the truth. Unfortunately for you, as well as for many others, he was not speaking the truth/ The renegade who sold that jewel to your husband did not buy ii from a Maharanee. He did not buy It from anyone. He stole it!" "Stole it!" the widow cried, with a little wail in her voice. "Impossible!" "Pardon me once more, madam is so far from* being Impossible that it Is the strict truth. Nor was the theft the only crime of which the man was guilty, in stealing that Jewel, he committed a dreadful sacrilege." Mrs. Missloner was so overcome by her emotions that she was obliged, in spite of her intention, to sit down, and therefore to extend to her visitor an Invitation to be seated also, before she could get herself well enough In hand to follow the Swaml's narrative calmly. "That diamond," continued the sage, "once blazed in the forehead of the great Buddha, in the Temple of Delhi. It was revered by thousands, hundreds of thousands, by millions, as the most sacred work of the god; for tradition says It was the undisputed property of Buddha himself when he walked the earth in his latest Incarnation." Mrs. Missioner's lips were parted. Her eyes were fixed upon the Orien tal's in the intensity of her Interest. "One night," the sage went on. "when a band of militant priests as signed to guard the shrine of Buddha in the great Delhi temple relaxed Its vigilance, a sacrilegious wretch--on whose head be all the curses of all the centuries!--made his way Into the heart of the sacred building, and wrested the diamond from the brow of the god. That he was not blasted in his tracks by the ligbthing of divine wrath proves that the mind of the god at that moment was shrouded in meditation for the benefit of his chil dren. The stone was missed at dawn. Within the hour, armed men were scouring the city for the apostate thief. No trace of him was found. The Maharajah of that kingdom, lax though he had been In certain ob servances of the faith, was too true a sou of the Temple to let the careless priests go unpunished. By his order they were seized, a hundred of them, I Mrs. Missloner Did Not Wonder. cree was promulgated, the effect of which is that none of those unhappy captives is to see the light of day un til the diamond Is returned to its place In Buddha's forehead. The temple was draped In the mourning colors of the east, and those colors still deck its lonely walls. No true believer's foot may be seen within its portals while the great stone is missing. The brethren of the priesthood languish in dungeons, hoping against hope that Buddha may manifest his mercy by causing the gem to be regained and replaced upon his brow. Untended, unworshiped, the god sits upon his throne within the shrine, waiting for the restoration of his own." Mrs. Missloner was thrilled by the narrative. She was somewhat at a loss, however, to account for the depth of the Swami's interest in the recap ture of the great diamond. Until he unfolded his story further, she did not know how personal that interest was. "How does this affect you?" she asked. "Why should you be at such pains to find and restore the diamond? And to return these other stones to me?" "You will need no further explana tion, madam," said the scholar, with utmost courtesy, "when I tell you that the priests who lie in that Eastern prison are my brethren." "But how Is it you are not among them?" "By a special dispensation of mercy on the part of the Maharajah," he an swered. "When five years, as you count them, had flown and still the diamond was missing--when all the other servants of the kingdom had searched India, the rest of the Orient, and even Europe for It, His Majesty relented far enough to direct that the imprisoned priests choose one of their number to girdle the earth in quest of the stone. I, being the young est of the priesthood, was selected for the task. For the priests themselves, though prisoners of woe, are more concerned to have the stain wiped out than to return to the world from which they have been exiled. They chose the youngest that the searcher might have as long a time as nature permitted to carry out the quest." The Swami paused an instant, and then continued : "So you see that not only do a hun dred human lives hang upon the re turn of that single jewel to the place whence it was stolen, but that the faith, the religion, the very hope of eternity of millions of persons, are equally dependent upon it. Until the gem gleams again in Buddha's brow, no prayer for redemption can be breathed with any hope of response in the most remote part of the Maharajah's kingdom. Can you won der that I would sell life Itself to achieve this task?" Mrs. Missloner did not wonder. She clasped between her hands the packet containing the other stones of her necklace, and gazed dreamily into the fire. "What Is it, then, you wish?" she asked. "What can I do for you? Is it a question of a reward?" "Not in that sense," said.the Swami quickly. "I want no recompense for returning to you that which belongs to you. Those stones are yours. It would be as wicked for me to keep them, according to the light of my faith, as in the moral intelligence of yours. But I do want a reward in a way. I ask your permission to return to my native land, and I request that you cause all further efforts to re cover the big diamond to end at once." "How can I do that?" inquired the widow. "The matter Is now in the hands of the police. You can say truthfully to the police," the Swami replied, "that your diamonds have been re turned to you; that you are satisfied with the explanation of their disap pearance that accompanied their restoration, and that you wish all further activity on the part of the authorities to cease." "I will consider it." "I trust your consideration will not cover many hours," said the Swami, rising. "If you come to a decision quickly and a favorable one, you will avert a very strong possibility of bloodshed." Mrs. Missloner started. "The Maharanee diamond, as you call it, is in the keeping of my col league," the Swami continued. "That man Brltz, the detective from Head quarters, who has been most active In the hunt for your necklace, Is close upon his heels. It is Impossible for my comrade to escape from the city unless you express a desire to have the police cordon now surrounding us withdrawn. He will not give up the Jewel while he retains the slightest spark of life with which to fight for It. And neither will he stop at what your phase of civilization would call mur der, if it becomes at all necessary for the defense of the stone." A little shudder ran through Mrs. Mlssioner. "I will come for your decision at noon," said the Swami. "It is the safest time for me to pass through the streets, as they are then at their busiest. Think well upon my request, if you please, madam. Let not the sacred stone go back to its shrine with Western blood upon it." CHAPTER XXIV. Britz Shows His Hand. Following the talk between Brits and Manning la the office of the chief of detectives, the lieutenant hastened to his own room, where Fitch was awaiting him. He excused himself to the physician and entered a telephone booth at the far end of his office in which he was accustomed to conduct his more private wire conversations. Through the glass of the silence parti tion, Fitch saw the detective's eyes sparkle as he listened to what the man at the other end of the wire was saying. While Brits still was talking. Manning came in, glanced inquiringly at the doctor, and uettted himself In a big chair as if for a further and more protracted interview with his able lieutenant. "How does it look to you, doctor, now?" said the Chief of Fitch, eyeing him closely meanwhile. "It looked for awhile as if we had ran into a hornets' nest." Fitch an swered. "Pretty exciting experience you had uptown, eh?" The Chief laughed. "Well, Just a little," said the doctor. "One doesn't expect to encounter a cobra in a well-regulated brown- stone front." "Think the hunt Is getting any closer?" "Britz seems to think so. His opin ion carries weight with me." "No doubt. In your mind, he will catch the thief, then?" asked the Chief. "Thief, or thieves," said the medical man quietly. "I am convinced he will run them down soon or late, if they're anywhere on the face of the earth." "Thank you, doctor," Brits Inter rupted, coming out of the booth. "Your confidence is not misplaced. The thieves are as good as caught now." Manning looked up with an air of surprise. "Yes," continued Brits, addressing his chief, "I've Just been talking to Gordon. Had him Out all day on a special trail. Turns out to be the right lead. We know where the second batch of thieves can be found after the next hour or so." "Where are they?" asked Manning eagerly. "I'll take you to them, Chief," Brltt replied. "If you don't mind. 111 ask you to wait a little whhe until I can do so. Meanwhile, let's gather up the loose ends." "Do you mean you have solved the Missloner mystery?" Fitch Inquired, trembling slightly as he reflected what the answer might mean to the woman of his heart. "There isn't any mystery now," Brltz responded cheerily. "There hasn't been any in my mind for sev eral hours." "Let's have it!" exclaimed the Chief impatiently. Just for an instant Brits stiffened under his excellently controlled ex terior. He believed in discipline. He was known favorably to his superiors from the commissioner down for the obedience and respect he always showed them. But there lurked be neath his departmental sense of duty the independence of a man who felt he could always stand on his own two feet, and that he could work alone, 11 need be, to accomplish the most diffi cult task. His impulse of revolt last ed scarce a second's space, however, and with a military salute that per haps was meant to remind him of Manning's rank, he slid into his re volving chair and looked Intently at first one and then the other of the men, who waited tensely for his words. (TO BE CONTINUED.) How Artificial Furs Are Msde. The raw pieces are frosen and th« skin carefully shaved off, thawed and send to the tanneries to be made Into leather. The frozen fur which re mains is allowed to thaw slightly at the bottom, so that a small part of the hair is freed from ice. This thawed portion is then covered with a solu tion of rubber, which is allowed to set The result Is that large seamles* pieces of fur are obtained much cheaper than those which come with the natural skin. These same artifi cial furs are said to be more lasting than the real, because they are lm- hune from the attacks of moths. GUIS STEEL RATES DEMOCRATIC REVISION BILL CAR* RIE8 SWEEPING DECREASE IN SCHEDULE. BIG ADDITION TO FREE UST Reduction Averaging Fifty Per Cent, on Rough and Finished Products Is Proposed--Duty Off Machinery. Washington.--Steel tariff rates un der the Payne law are reduced by 60 per cent, on the average by a bill In- troduced in the house by ,Representa tive Underwood of the ways and means committee, with the concur rence of the Democratic members Of the committee. All duties are reduced from S3 to 75 per cent, and they are changed from specific to ad valorem. Democratic Leader Underwood esti mated that the bill would reduce the average tariff on steel imports from 1 34.51 per cent, to 22.42 ad valorem, and would reduce the government tar iff revenues from steel products by 1823,597 from 1911 and by $4,000,000 from 1910. Imports of steel products, he said, would be increased by nearly $20,000,000. On the free list of the new bill are all kinds of metal fencing, cut nails, iron ore, zinc ore, cash registers, typesetting machines, typewriters, machine tools, sewing machines, print ing presses, tar and oil spraying ma chines and road building machines and their repair parts. Notable reductions are represented by the following: Iron in pigs, from 15.66 per cent, ad valorem to 8 per cent. Beams, girders, etc., 45.44 per oenL to 15 per cent Boiler plate, etc., 37.68 to 20 - per cent. Hoop band and small wire, 17.83 to 15 per cent. Railway bars and T nails, 15.34 to 10 per cent. Wire, from 38.13 to 20 per cent. Automobiles, from 45 to 40 per cant. Knives of all kinds, from 77.62 to 26. Tableware, from 43.43 to 25. Copper bars, from 11.48 to 5 per oent Lead ore, from 62.77 to 26 per cent. Lead In bullion, from 93.59 to 26 per cent. All articles are to be dutiable under the bill at 26 per cent, ad valore*. where a rate Is not specifically given. While barbed wire is put ot the free list, telegraph and tele phone wire are given a rate of 30 per cent, ad valorem. WEBSTER GETS LIFE TERM Chicago Physician Who Confessed Ho Murdered His Wife Sentenced to Joliet Prison. Oregon, 111.--Dr. Harry Elgin Web- p ster of Chicago was sentenced to life f imprisonment at hard labor In the / Joliet penitentiary for the murder ot/ his wife, Bessie Kent Webster. J Judge Richard S. Farrand. before Imposing the sentence, read a long statement excoriating the physician. In concluding, he said: "It is the Eentence of this court thftt you be imprisoned in the penitentiary at Joliet for and during your natural life, the first day of that imprisonment to be in solitary confinement, the bal ance of your time at hard labor, and that you pay the costs of proaecn- tion." Immaculately groomed, clad In a blue suit, the prisoner entered the courtroom. He glanced neither to the right nor the left as be walked slowly to the counsel table. He sat between his father and mother, who had driven twenty-two miles from Dixon to hear their son's fate. "The prisoner will please stand,** said Judge Farrand. "Have you any thing to say before sentence is pro nounced?" Webster said he had not, and Judge Farrand began reading the sentence. The prisoner remained calm until near the end when he buried his face in his hands, sobbing convulsively. Webster was led back to the jail In a hysterical condition and then later taken to Joliet. Dumas' Quiet Rebuke. During Victor Hugo's exile, Dumas went to Guernsey, where Hugo re ceived him kindly, and took him to breakfast on a veranda overlooking the ocean. It did not take Dumas long to discover that Hugo was already posing as the proscribed prophet, and when the poet said, with an Olympian wave of his hand: "You see me, my dear Dumas, on my rock of exile like the proscribed one of antiquity." "Never mind," said Dumas, with his mouth full, "the butter Is far better here than in Paris. There is no dis puting that." In Hla Own Defense. The Prisoner at the Bar--Now, 1 aska yer. gents of the jury, if I'd got away with all that swag, like they say I did. d' yer 8'pose I'd have hired this here little $15 lawyer f defend me?--Puck. Strength of Spider's Web Single Thread Supports Weight Sev enty-Four Times Weight of Spider Himself. The strength of the spider, snd of the materials it employes, is some thing almost incomprehensible, when the size of the insect and the thick ness of his thread are taken into ac count. Recent experiments have shown that * single thread of a web made by a Bpider which weighed 54 milligrams supported endwise a weight of four grams, or 74 times the weight of the spider .tself. When, therefore, a spider spins s web to let himself down from the celling, or from the branch of a tree, and we see him descending without perceiving his thread at all, we may be perfectly sure that he is not only in no danger of falling, but that he could carry 73 other spiders down with him on bis invisible rope. Know ing this fact with reference to a sin gle thread, we need not be surprised that the threads of a web, interwoven and reinforced one by another, hare a very considerable strength, and are able to bold bees and wasps, them selves very powerful In proportion to their sise, and to bend without break ing under a weight of dew or rain- Walked to Cure Injured Leg. Over six years ago U. E. Crookum, now employed as night watchman at the local plant of the Diamond Match company, injured one of his legs. Phy sicians told him that a complete cure could be effected only by much walk ing. Six years four months and twen ty-four days ago Crookum was given his present job by the match company. Since then he has walked 27,000 miles in carrying out his official duties and in addition to this has walked two miles a day going to and from work. He says his leg is almost well. Crook um has a regular beat which he muat traverse each hour. It is one mile In length. He makes the rounds twelve times a night. He works seven days a week and has missed only two days since taking this employment.--Chico correspondence San Francisco Chron icle. k Courteous to the A visitor to the Jail In a New Eng land city was much impressed by the manners of the few prisoners. They seem so gentle and so polite," she said. "I knew there were no hard- 1 C0UL0N WINS IN KNOCK-OUT Bantam Champion Whips Harry Forbes, Former Holder of Title, In Third .Round at Kenoaha. Kenosha, Wis.--Johnny Coulon, the world's bantam champion, won a tech nical knockout decision over Hariy Forbes, the champion of 1903, after the third round was two minutes old in their battle here last night. Coo- Ion won without a struggle because Forbes sapped all his strength In making the weight. Forbes was down four times before Kid Howard, bin manager, mercifully toased in a tO»» el from the old champ's corner. Aviator Page Is Killed. Dominguez Aviation Field, Cel.-- Aviator Rutherford Page, flying fc Curtiss aeroplane, fell 100 feet hero and received injuries from which he died in a few minutes. Page is said to be a wealthy New Yorker and a graduate from Yale. Shuster Reaches Paris- Paris.--W. Morgan Shuster, former treasurer general of Persia, who expelled at the behest of Russia, arrived here on his way home to tkt United States. ened criminals here, but I wss not prepared for such courteous, even cor dial receptions " •"Oh, they're cordial and courteous, all right," said the jailer, "but I'd rath er have less manners, myself." "You would!" and the visitor was evidently shocked. •*I would, ma'am," repeated the Jailer. "Six months ago one of the politest men 1 had here escaped ons night, and left a note for me saying, i trust you will pardon me for liberty I take. Committee Cites Knox. Washington--Secretary Knot served with a subpoena at the capital to appear before the house committer on state department expenditures to explain the "secret fund" expendi tures for the Lake Champlain cele bration in 1909. Deny Princess Is to Be Wad Berlin.--Betrothal of 1 rincess V1o« torla I-Aiise, only daughter of Em peror William, to the, Grand Duke Adolph Frederick of Mecklenburg etrelits. Is semi officially dented. v «kjJtaL y&sai vj]?i2kr * aifc2u, . » V t.I' JB.! MgU ii •'