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CHAPTER II---Continued. ' J "There was nothing left (or me to W> but that-" *And why did you rob him?" "Ah, I had ample time to think of all that. You may tell the officers they will find everything hidden In that farmhouse cellar. God knows I do not want them. I am not a thief. Fm not •o had as that." Mrs. Wrandall marveled. "Not ho ted as that!" And she was a murder­ ess, a wanton! "Ton are hungry. You must be fam­ ished." "No, I am not hungry- I hare not thought of food." She said it in such '* way that the other knew what her whole mind had been given over to istnoe the night before. • fresh Impulse seised bar. Ton shall have food and a place where you can sleep--and rest," she said. "Now please don't say anything more. I do tfq€want to know too much. The least you say tonight, the better for--for both of us." With that she devoted all of her at­ tention to the oar. Increasing the speed considerably. Far ahead Bhe could see twinkling, will-o'-the-wisp lights, the first signs of thickly popu­ lated districts. They were still eight or ten miles from the outskirts of the city and the way was arduous. She was conscious of a sudden feeling of fatigue. The chill of the night seemed to have made Itself felt with abrupt, almost stupefying force. She won­ dered if she could keep her strength, her courage--her nerves. The girl was English. Mrs. Wran­ dall was convinced of the fact, almost Immediately. Unmistakably English and apparently of the cultivated type. In fact, the peculiarities of speech that determines the London show-girl or music-hall character were wholly lacking. Her voice, her manner, even under such trying conditions, were characteristic of the English woman of cultivation. Despite the dreadful strain under which she labored, there were evidences of that curious se­ renity which marks the English wom­ an of the better classes; an inborn composure, a calm orderliness of the emotions. Mrs. Wrandall was con* sqious of a sense of surprise, of a wonder that Increased as her thoughts resolved themselves Into something less chaotic T^>on they wart? at the time of contact with this visible condition. For a mile or more she sent ithe car alone wftli reckless disregard fcr ccss fort or gafety. Her mind was groping for something tangible in the way of intentions. What was she to do with 'this creature? What was to become JfvC' v0 ^ V": fcyy.' •&>'". of her? At what street corner should she turn her adrift? The idea of handing her over to the police did not enter her thoughts for an instant. Somehow she felt that the girl was £' -y v. a stranger to the city. She could not ; explain the feeling, yet it was with ^ very persistent. Of course, ,, . there was a homo of some sort, or lodgings, or friends, but would he girl V^wH -dare show herself in familiar haunts? *•#'" gh6 found herself wondering w^y ^ Hie poor wretch had not made 'Aray f;,. with herself. Escape seemed out of . the question. That must have been ' r -clear to her from the beginning, else 1!$ ;, "why was she going back there to give Ipr herself up? What better way out of It than self-destruction. She would -advise the girl to leave the car when v*!! /'•; • they reached the center of a certain s ,V ' bridge that spanned the river! No one ' w o u l d f i n d h e r . . . . Even as the thought took shape in i:iher mind, she experienced a great ^ : vense of awe, so overwhelming that 1 she cried out with the horror of it Bhe turned her head for a quick glance ^4*/ the mute, wretched face showing white above the robe, and her heart pHsT" *ched with sudden pity for her. The thought of that slender, alive thing 1% going down to the icy waters--hefsr ? j|$: soul turned sick with the dread of it! ; In that instant, Sara WruuJall--xio philanthropist, no sentimentalist-- „ made up her mind to give this erring ^ I ¥r ? on® more than an even chance for sal- 1 ^ -J ' vation. She would see her safely ifeSi across that bridge and many others. . - God had directed the footsteps of this g^r^ so that she should fall in with • the one best qualified to pass Judg- '*'• ment on her. It was in that person's | ' T c * p o w e r t o save her or destroy her. The VL commandment, "Thou ehalt not kill," • gptook on a broader meaning„as she coja- aWered the power that was hers; the power to MIL A great relaxation came over Sara p%: Wrandall. It wag as if every nerve, jk-y every muscle in her body had reached if* the snapping point and suddenly had jrjvgiven way. EY>r a moment her hands K*.' were weak and powerless; her head ||i' s\ tell forward. In an instant she !' &C conquered -- but only partially--the atrange feeling of lassitude. Then she i realized how tired she was, how fierce-' " - ly the strain had told on her body and Jbrain, how much she had really suf- ' glared. -Her blurred eyes turned once more M ^or a look at the girl, who sat there, Just as she had been sitting for mil en, her white face standing out with al- - .tttost unnatural clearness, and as rigid. t Mi that of a t>pll'inx. The girl spoke. "Do they hang worn- ; m in this country?" I» v ,,Mre. Wrandall started. *«ln gome of ^ 4pe states," she replied, and wag un- • • 4ble to account for the swift' impulse tH evade. - . . "But in this state?" persisted the gtf other, altaost without a movement of • ,<!• Up».' _ "They send them to chair--sometimes." said dall. There was a long silence between them, broken finally by the girL "You have been very kind to me, madam. I have no means of express­ ing my gratitude. I can only say that I shall bless you to my dying hour. May I trouble you to set me down at the bridge? I remember crossing one. I shall be able to--" "No!" cried Mrs. Wrandall shrilly, divining the other's Intention at onoe. "You shall not do that I, too, thought of that as a way out of it for you, but--no, it must not be that. Give me a few minutes to think. I will way/' The girl turned toward her. Her eyes were burning. "Do you mean that yon will help me to get away?** aha cried, slowly. Incredulously. "Let me think!" "You trill lay yourself liable--" "Let me think, I say." "But I mean to surrender jggjself to--" "An hoar ago you meant to do it but what were you thinking of ten minutes ago? Not surrender. You were thinking of the bridge. Listen to me now: I am sure that I can save you. I do not know all the--all the circumstances 'connected with your as­ sociation with--with that man back there at the inn. Twenty-four hours passed before they were able to iden­ tify him. It is not unlikely that to­ morrow may put them in possession of the name of the woman who went with him to that place. They do not know it tonight, of that I am positive. You covered your trail too well. But you must have been seen with him during the day or the night--" The other broke In eagerly: '1 don't believe any one knows that I-- that I went out there with him. He arranged It very--carefully. Oh, what a beast he was!" The bitterness of that wall caused the woman beside her to ery out as if hurt by a sharp, al­ most unbearable pain. For an instant she seemed about to lose control of herself. The car swerved and came dangerously near leaving the road. A full minute passed before she could trust herself to speak. Then it was with a deep hoarseness In her voice. . « "You can tell me about It later on, not now. I don't want to heai; it Tell me, where do you live?" The girl's manner changed so abso­ lutely that there could be but one In­ ference; she was acutely suspicious. Her lips tightened and her figure seemed to stiffen in the seat. "Where dd you live?" repeated the other sharply. "Why should I tell you that? I do not know you. You--" "You are afraid of me?" "Oh. I don't know what to Ay, or what to do," came from the lips of the hunted one. "I have no friends, no one to turn to, no one to help me. You--you can't be so heartless as to lead me on and then give me up to-- God help me, 1--I should not be made to suffer for what I have done. If you only knew the circumstances. If you only knew--" " "Stop!" cried the oth£r, in agony. The girl was bewildered. "You are so strange. I don't understand--" "We have but two or three miles to go," interrupted Mrs. WrandalL "We must think hard and--rapidly. Are you willing to come with me to my hotel? Yom will be safe there for the present Tomorrow we can plan some­ thing for the future," "If I can only find a place to rest for a little while," began the other. "I shall be busy all day, you will not be disturbed. But leave the rest to me. I shall find a way." It Was nearly three o'clock when she brought the car to a stop in front II fha Sank tp the Floor In a Heap. of a small, exclusive hotel not far from Central park. The street was dark and the vestibule was but dimly lighted. No attendant was in sight. "Slip into this," commanded Mrs. Wrandall, beginning to divest herself of her own fur coat. "It will cover your muddy garments, I am quite warmly dressed. Don't worry. Be quick. For the time being you are my guest here. You will not be ques­ tioned. No one need know who you are. It will not matter if you look dis­ tressed. You have just heard of the dreadful thing that has happened to me. You--" "Happened to you?" cried the girl, drawing the coat about her. "A member of my family has died They know it in the hotel by this time. I was called to the death bed tonight That is all you will have to Oh, I am sorfy--*,. ::-v "Come, let us go ih. when we reach my rooms, you may order food and drink. You must do it, not Please try to remember that It Is who am suffering, not you," A Bleepy night watchman took than up in the elevator. He wag not eves Interested. Mrs. Wrandall did not speak, but leaned rather heavily on the arm of her companion. The door had no sooner closed behind them when the girl collapsed. She sank to the floor in a heap. "Get up!" commarxfed Jier hostess sharply. This was not the time Cor soft, persuasive words. "Get up at once. You are young and strong. You must show the stuff you are made of now If you ever mean to show it. I cannot help you if you quail." The girl looked up piteonsly, and then struggled to her feet She stood before hei* protectress, weaving like a frail reed In the wind, pallid to the lips. "I beg your pardon," she murmured. "I will not give way like that again. I dare say I am faint I have had no food, no rest--^but neverv mind that now. Tell me what I am to do. I will try to obey." "First of all, get out of those muddy, frozen things you have on." Mrs. Wrandall herself moved stiffly and with unsteady limbs as she began to remove her own outer garments. The girl mechanically followed her ex­ ample. She was a pitiable object in the strong light of the electrolier. Muddy from head to foot, water- stained and bedraggled, her face streaked with dirt, she was the most unattractive creature one could well imagine. These women, so strangely thrown together by Fate, maintained an un­ broken silence during the long, fumb­ ling process of partial disrobing. They scarcely looked at one another, and yet they were acutely conscious of the interest each felt in the other. The grateful warmth of the room, the ab­ rupt transition from gloom and cheer- lessness to comfortable obscurity, had a more pronounced * effect on the stranger than on her hostess. "It is good to feel warm once more," she said, an odd tl coldness in her man­ ner. "You are very good to me." They were sitting in Mrs. Wran- dall's bedchamber, just off the little sitting-room. Three or four trunks stood against the walls. "I dismissed my maid on landing. She robbed me," said Mrs. Wrandall. voicing the relief that was uppermost in her mind. She opened a closet door and took out a thick elder-down robe, which she tossed across a chair. "Now call up the office and say that you are speaking for me. Say to them that I must have something to eat, no matter what the hour may be. I will get out some clean underwear for you, and-- Oh, yes; if they ask about me, say that I am cold and ill. That la sufficient. Here is the bath. Please be as quick about it as possible." Moving as if In a dream, thie girl did as she was told. Twenty minutes later there was a knock at the door. waiter appeared with a trfcy and service table. He found Mrs. Wran­ dall lying back in a chair, attended by a slender young woman In a pink eider-down dressing-gown, who gave hesitating directions to him. Then he wbb dismissed with a handsonra tip, produced by the same young wtfman. You are not to return for these things," she said as he went out In silence she ate and drank, her hostess looking on with gloomy lrter- est It was no shock to Mrs. Wran­ dall to find that the girl, who was no more than twenty-two or three, pos­ sessed unusual beauty. Her great eyes were blue--the lovely Irish blue--her skin was fair and smooth, her fea­ tures regular and Y)f the delicate moli that defines the well-bred gentlewom­ an at a glance. Her hair, now in or*- der, was dark and thick and lay softly about her small ears and neck. She was not surprised, I repeat, for she had never known Challis Wrandall to show intefeBt in any but the moBt attractive of her sex. She found her­ self smiling bitterly as she looked. But who may know the thoughts of the other occupant of that little slt^ ting-room? Who can put herself in the place of that despairing, hunted creature (who knew that blood was on the handB with which she ate, and whose eyes were filled with visions of the death-chair? So great was her fatigue tliat-.loic before she finished the meal her tired lids began to droop, herVhead to nod in spasmodic surrenders to an over­ powering desire for sleep. Suddenly she dropped the fork from her fingers and sank back in the comfortable chair, her head resting against the soft, upholstered back. Her lids fell, her hands dropped to the arms of the chair. A fine line appeared between her dark eyebrows--indicative of pain. For many minutes Sara Wrandall watched the haggardness deepen in the face of the unconscious sleeper. Then, even as she wondered at the act, she went over and took up one of the slim hands in her own. The hand of an aristocrat! It lay limp In hers, and helpless. Long, tapering fingers and delicately pink with the return of warmth. Rousing herself from the mute con­ templation of her charge, sha shook the girl's Bhoulder. Instantly she was awake and staring, alarm in her dazed, bewildered eyes. "You must go to bed." said Mrs. Wrandall quietly. "Don't bi afraid- No one will think of coming here." The girl rose. As she stood before her benefactress, she heard her mur­ mur as if from afar-off: "Jupt about your size aid figure," and wondered not a little. "You may sleep late. I have many things to do and you will not be dis­ turbed. Come, take off your clothes and get Into my bed.. Tomorrow we will plan ifurther--f" "But, madam," cried the girl, '1 cannot takA your bed. Where are you to--^ "It I feel like lying down, I lie there beside you." The girl stared. "Lie beside me?" * Yes. Oh, i am not afraid of you, child. You are not a monster. Tou are just a poor, tired--" "Oh, please don't! Please!" cried the other, tears rushing to her eyes. She raised Mrs. Wrandall's hand to her lips and covered it with kisses. Long after she went to sleep, Sara Wrandall stood beside the bed, look­ ing down at the pain-stricken face, and tried to solve the problem that suddenly had become a part of her very existence. "It Is not friendship," she argued, fiercely. "It is not charity, it is not humanity. It's the debt I owe, that's all. Sha did the thing for mo that I could not have done myself because I loved him. I owe her something for that" Later on she turned her attention to the trunks. Her decision was made. 1 a "The Black Pile Is Mine, the Gay Pile Is Yours I" With ruthless hands she dragged gown after gown from the "innovations" and cast them over chairs, on the floor, across the foot of the bed; smart things from PaHs and Vienna; ball gowns, tea gowns, lingerie, blouses, hats, gloves and all of the countless thingB th^t a woman of fashion and means indulges herself In when she goes abroad for that purpose and no other to speak of. From the closets she drew forth New York "tallor-sulta" and other garments. Until long after six o'clock ahe busied herself over this huge pile of costly raiment, portions of which she had worn but once or twice, some not at all, selecting certain dresses, hats, stockings, etc., each of which she laid carclessly aside; an imposing pile of many hues, all bright and gay and glit­ tering. In another heap she laid the somber things of black; a meager as­ sortment as compared to the other. Then she stood back and surveyed the two heaps with tired eyes, a curi­ ous, almost scornful smile on her lips. "There!" she said with a sigh. "The black pile Is mine, the gay pile Is yours," ehe went on, turning toward tho sleeping girl. "What a travesty!" Then she gathered up the soiled gar­ ments her charge had worn and cast them into the bottom of a trunk, which she locked. Laying out a carefully se­ lected assortment of her own garments for the girl's use wheh she aroee, Mrs. Wrandall sat down beside the bed and waited, knowing that sleep would not come to her. I " " CHAPTER III. Hetty Castletom At half past six she went to the tele­ phone and called for the morning newspapers. At the same time she asked that a couple of district messen­ ger boys be sent to her room with the least possible delay. The hushed, scared voice of the telephone girl downstairs convinced her that news of the tragedy was abroad; she could Imagine the girl looking at the head­ lines with awed eyes even ae she re­ sponded to the call from room 416, and her shudder as she realize^ that if was the wife of the dead man speak­ ing. One of the night clerks, pale and agitated, came up with the papers. Wiiiiout as much as a glance- at thes- headlines, she tossed the papers on the table. "I have sent for two mes­ senger boys. It is too early to ac­ complish much by telephone, I fear. Will you be so kind as to telephone at seven o'clock or a little after to my apartment?--You will find the number under Mr. Wrandall's name. Please inform the butler or his wife that they may expect me by ten o'clock, and that I ehall bring a friend with me--a young lady. Kindly have my motor sent to Haffner's garage, and looked after. When the reporters come, as they will, please say to them that I will see them at my own home at eleven o'clock." The clerk, considerably relieved, took his departure in some haste, and she was left with the morning paplers, each of which she scanned rapidly. The details, of course, were meager. There was a double-leaded account of her visit to the inn and her extraor­ dinary return to the city. Her chief interest, however, did not rest in these particulars, but In the specula­ tions of the authorities as to the iden­ tity of the mysterious woman--and her whereabouts. There was the like­ lihood that ehe was not the ouly one who had encountered the girl on the highway or in the neighborhood of the inn. So far as she could glean from the reports, however, no one had seen the girl, nor was there the slightest hint offered as to her Identity. The papers of the previous afternoon had published lurid accounts of the mur­ der, with all of the known details, the natAe of the victim at that time still being a myetery. She remembered reading the story with no little inter­ est The only new feature in the case, therefore, was the identification of Chaais Wrandaii by nis " Deautirui wife," and the sensational manner in which it had been brought about With considerable interest she noted the hour that these dispatches had been received from "special corre­ spondents," and wondered where the shrewd, lynx-eyed reporters napped while she was at the inn. All of the dispatches were timed three o'clock and each paper characterized its issue as an "Extra," with Challis Wrandall's name in huge type across as many columns as the dignity of the sheet permitted. Not a word of the girt! Absolute mystery! ' -- :' Mrs. Wrandall returned to her post beside the bed of the sleeper in the adjoining room. Deliberately she placed the newspaper on a chair near Che girl's pillow, and then raised the window shades to let in the hard gray light of early morn. It was not her present Intention to- arouse the wan stranger, who slept as one dead. So gentle wife her breath­ ing that the watcher stared in some feari at the fair, smooth breast that seemed scarcely to riBe and fall. For a long time she stood beside the bed, looking down at the face of the sleep­ er, a troubled expression in her eyes. "I wonder how many times you Were seen with him, and where, and by whom," were the questions that ran in a single strain through her mind. "Where do you come from? Where did you meet him? Who is there that knows of your acquaintance with him?*' Her lawyer came in great baste and perturbation at eight o'clock, in re­ sponse to the letter delivered by one of the messengers. A second letter had gone by like means to her husband's brother, Leslie Wrandall, instructing him to break the news to his father and mother and to come to her apart­ ment after he had attended to the re­ moval of the body to the family home near Washington square. She made it quite plain that she did not want Chal­ lis Wrandall's body to lie under the roof that sheltered her. His family had resented their mar­ riage. Father, mother and sister had objected to her from the beginning, not because she was unworthy, but be­ cause her tradespeople ancestry was not so remote as his. She found a curious sense of pleasure in returning to them the thing they prized so high­ ly and surrendered to her with such bitterness of heart She had not been good enough for him; that was their attitude. Now she was returning him to them, aq one would return an article that had been tested and found to be worthless. She would have no more of him! Carroll, her lawyer, an elderly man of vaet experience, was not surprised to find her quite calm and reasonable. He had come to know her very well In the past few years. He had been her father's lawyer up to the time of that excellent tradesman's demise, and he had settled the estate with such un­ usual dispatch that the heirs--there were many of them--regarded him as an admirable person and--kept him busy ever afterward straigtenlng out their own affairs. Which goes to prove that policy is often better than hon­ esty. "I quite understand, my dear, that while it is a dreadful shock to you, you are perfectly reconciled to the-- er--to the--well, I might say the cul­ mination of his troubles," said Mr. Carroll tactfully, after she had re­ lated for his benefit the story of the night's adventure, with reservation concerning the girl who slumbered In the room beyond. "Hardly that, Mr. Carroll. Resigned, perhaps. I can't say that I am recon­ ciled. All my life I shall feel that 1 have been cheated," she said. He looked up sharply. Something' in her tone puzzled mm. "Cheated, my dear? Oh, I see. Cheated out of yeara and years of happiness. I see." She bowed her head. Neither spoke for a full minute. "It's a horrible thing to say, Sara, but this tragedy does away with an­ other and perhaps more unpleasant al­ ternative; the divorce I have been urging you to consider for bo long." "Yes, we are spared all that," she said. Then she met his gaze with a sudden flash of anger in her eyes. "But I would not have divorced him--never. You understood that, didn't you?" "You couldn't have gone on for ever, my dear child, enduring the--•• She stopped him with a sharp excla­ mation. "Why discuss it now? Let the past take care oi itself, Mr. Car­ roll. The past came to an end night before last, so far as I am concerned. I want advice for the future, not for the past" He drew back, hurt by her manner. She was quick to see that she had of­ fended him. "I beg your pardon, my best of friends," she cried earnestly. He smiled. "If you will take pres­ ent advice, Sara, you will let go of yourself for a spell and see If team won't relieve the tension under--" "Tears!" she cried. "Why should I give way to tears? What have I to weep for? That man up there In the country? The cold, dead thing that Bpent Its last living moments without a thought of love for me? Ah, no, my friend; I shed all my tears while he was alive. There are none left to be shed for him now. He exacted his full share of them. It was his pleas­ ure to wring them from me because he knew I loved him. She leaned for­ ward and spoke slowly, distinctly, so that he would never forget the words. "But listen to me, Mr. Carroll. You also know that I loved him. Can you believe me when I say to you that I hate that dead thing up there in Bur­ ton's inn as no one ever hated before? Can you understand what I mean? I hate that dead body, Mr. Carroll. I loved the life that was in it It was the life of him that I loved, the warm, appealing life of him. It has gone out Some one less amiable than I suffered at his hands and--well, that is enough. I hate the dead body she left behind her, Mr. Carroll." . The lawyer wiped the cool moisture from his brow. ' "I think I understand." he said, but he was filled with wonder. "Extraor­ dinary! Ahem! I should say^--Ahem! Dear me! Yes, yes--I've never really thought of it in that light." "I dare say you haven't," she said, lying back in the chair as If suddenly exhausted. "By the way, my dear* have you breakfasted?" "No. I hadnt given it a thought Perhaps it would be better if I had some coffee--" "I will ring for a waiter," be said, springing to hie feet. "Not now, please. I have a young friend in the other room--a guest who arrived last night She will attend to It when she awakes. Poor thing, It has been dreadfully trying for her." "Good heaven, I should think so," said he, with a glance at the closed door. 'Is she asleep?" "Yes. I shall not"caJl,.her urttll yon have gone." . / "May I inquire--1* "' "A girl I met recentay^-Jiii girl," said she succinctly, and forth­ with changed the subject "Tbvr* a few necessary details that must be attended to, Mr. Carroll. That is why I sent for you at this early hour. Mr. Leslie Wrandall will take charge-- Ah!" she straightened up suddenly. "What a farce it is going to be!" (TO BE CONTINUED.) ••••••••••••••••••••••••••A ACT ON FIRST IMPRESSIONS Old Adage That "He Who Hesltatea la Lost," Is a Whole Bundle of Truth. In a letter to a friend ft a great moral crisis in his life Darwin ex­ pressed an observation which is con­ firmed by general experience. The action which had suggested itself to him when he first faced the crisis he bad condemned as dishonorable. On further consideration, when he was sorely tempted to proceed, he told his friend of the struggle he was having, but added, "First impressions are gen­ erally right," and he proposed to stand by his first impression that the course in view would be dishonorable. When a moral, question involving difficulties is put up to a person his first impression is on the merits of the question, without reference to the difficulties of the course. Later the difficulties begin to loom up, and cau­ tion is apt to get the better of the doubter. Reflection on a matter of disagree­ able duty often paralyzes action. The adage, "He who hesitates is lost" em- boding a store of wisdom. n -•/y Baying Came TruCL^;:J The discovery that Scottish bank­ notes have actually been forged with­ in the walls of Peterhead convict prison recalls an amusing Incident Unliko the notes of tho Bank of England (which are destroyed as soon as they find their way back to the bank), notes on Scottish banks are put in circulation again and again. The result is that some of these notes get very dirty, the one-pound notes get­ ting particularly grubby and worn in the course of their travels. An English barrister who was once j Puck. : .V.. •'<£:*:. .. •'> t -v• v' given a sheaf of these notes in pay­ ment, of a large amount, regarded them with horror for a few seconds, holding them delicately between his thumb and finger. "Now," he said, holding them at arm's length, "now I understand the meaning of that saying about "filthy lucer.'" Triumph of Rustlan Art. Russian art has captured the world, and today many influences are accept­ ed from the Slavonic people. Not in opera and dancing alone, says the Pall Mall Gazette, do the subjects of the Tsar excel, but long centuries ago the peasants in remote and snow-bound districts had evolved art ideas for themselves, and they worked away quietly during the winter evenings. Hands, horny with the toll of cultivat­ ing the land, all winter produced mar­ vels of delicate lace and of wood carv­ ing as fine as any weft made on the pillows during the summer. Recently the Industries have become known be­ yond the confines of a district that for seven months in the year holds its folk snowed up In their humble houses. < Credulous. **Tep." said Enoch Flint lounging comfortably on the porch of the Squam Corners grocery, "when I was over to Russetvllle I seen a mighty queer critter that they called a calf, for want of a better name, its mother was a cow, an' it had the body an' legs of a calf, an' the feet, wings an' bill of a goose. On its head It had feathers in the place o' hair, la the daytime it bleats like a calf, an' at night it honks like a gocss.* "Wal, I'll be gol-twlsted!" ed Jason Squanch. "I must gq rlgflft home and tell mother about that."*-- -s; 4 f.- !£.. i." ip il George W. Carper, efgfetp-eefen years old, and Mathew Busby, eighty- four, • pioneer citizens and neighbors for sixty years, died within a few hours of each other at - Martinsville. Carper was a veteran of the Mexican war. Carterville.--George Cummins, thlr» ty-fours yearsvold, of Harrlsburg, while driving a new automobile from St Louis, ran into a rut near here and was pinned beneath the machine. Twe of his ribs were broken. He is brother of former Sheriff Cummins of Saline county. , Ottawa--Three hundred delegates attended the second day's session tof ~ the Illinois Master Bakers' associa­ tion. Officers elected were: Presf> dent, J. C. G. Melich, Peoria; vice- president, E. A. Holmes, Chicago; seo- retary, E. T, Clissold, Chicago; treas­ urer, 'George Gelssler, -Jollet. Chicago is making a fight for next year's con* vention. A personal appeal by Mrs. Max Smith of Chicago and her three small children won a pardon for Smith, who had been sent to the penitentiary ia$t January. After granting the pardon Governor bunne found Mrs. Smith and her children had eaten nothing for Several hours. He took them to the Executive mansion for breakfast and then sent them to Chicago. ^ Elgin.--Charging cruelty and decUw lng in her bill that she 1b bo afraid of her husband that she has been forced -to hide from him, Mrs. Mary Bur­ roughs Sleep filed suit for divorce from Mannle Sleep. The first Mrs, Sleep and her two children were mur; dered last year by Herman Coppes, it fourteen-year-OId boy. The plaintiff answered an advertisement for & housekeeper on the murder farm and soon afterward married Sleep. » A11 military regulations for the burial of soldiers' at sea were ob­ served by Ross Spaid, a private at­ tached to the Rock Island arsenal* when he prepared himself for suicide. When his body was recovered from the Missisippi river it was learned he had attired himself in hie full-dress uniform and attached a sack contain­ ing three cannon balls to his feet. Spaid Was twenty-eight years old and a native of West Virginia. A supersedeas was granted by their state supreme court in the case 4lt' James H. Belt, former banker of Bunker Hill, Macoupin county, con­ victed recently Of embezzlement, and sentenced to two years in the peni­ tentiary. The supersedeas order was. issued'by Belt's attorneys of alleged errors in the trial proceedings. He was admitted to $3,000 bail, pending the review of the case by the higheet state court. > The sixteenth annual convention of the Rebekahs of the Twenty-third d)s-. trict closed at Mount Sterling. Nine­ teen lodges were represented. The district is composed of the counties of Adams, Brown and Pike. New ofll' cers are Mrs. Rachel Rabb, Mount Sterling, president; Metta Collins, Barry, vice-president; Grace B. Doug­ las, Milton, secretary, and Catherine Thomas, Quincy, treasurer. The neat meeting will be held in Barry. Chicago.--Miss Florence Bentley, whose death In Downers Grove was followed by the suicide of Reginald A. Barr, a suitor, died from the effects of a jiu jitsu grip known as one at the most dangerous in the Japanese wrestling science. This was the opin­ ion of three physicians who testified at the inquest which was held in the village hall in Downers Grove. Wheth­ er it was the intention of Barr delib­ erately to murder the young woman was not decided by the jury and an ppen verdict was returned. Previous to the inquiry into the cause of the death of Miss Bentley the jury re­ turned a verdict of suicide in the death of Barr. Rock Island.--A school of burglary has been conducted here by Samel Freyer, a second-hand dealer. Silas Bender, twenty-three years old, after downing a drug craving during six months In.the county Jail, confessed to burglary, telling the court how Freyer had taught him to steal and then bought the loot. Bender was given an indeterminate sentence <>f from one to fourteen years. Freyer also was convicted of purchasing stolen property. The state's attorney and court officials have started pte- ceedings to gain a pardon for Bender, • he having asserted that he was cured of the drug and liquor habit, and that he wanted to reform. He comes of ah excellent family. Bender, under oath, told how Freyer kept him under the influence of drugs and liquor, coached him in the arts of burglars and told him of loot. The second-hand dealer. Bender said, would put a price on spe­ cified stuff before it was stolen. Hat admits committkig numerous .rob- . beries in this section. He was a model prisoner in the county jail. Chicago.--Mrs. H. Newman, fifty-five years old, was killed instantly when she was struck by an automobile at % East Fiftieth street and South Mich* v igan avenue. She lived at the SttCa hotel at 5020 South Michigan ave- nue and had left the hotel only a few minutes before for a walk. She was crossing Michigan avenue when the machine driven by R. Raymond Levli ^ of 2058 West One Hundred and Third ^ street struck her. Leyis said the woman became confused and ran dl- rectly into the path of the automobile ^ He was allowed to go after he had been questioned by the police. Rockford.--Oscar Brown of Creator, a motorcycle racer, was believed to be dying from injuries received when he /: plunged through two fences info »; fe Htucl post while traveling a mile a " minute on the local course. He was touting the track when the accident ^ occurred. BloralngtojR.. --* Charles Tredeniofc,.. ; ^ U ^ sevcaty-tlre,"ot-Cullom, was'fn a crlMk' l eal condition as a result of having been attack by a vicious stallion. He jf* was badly trampled upon and it wsa " ^ ueceswary to amputate one arm. sicians said he would probably die. ^ vis •ft- 4 TV