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*5&®s • S T - ; • A • " 'JS' : X. r- m- CHAPTER XX.--Continued. x "I thought perhaps he had written f0u about his plans." "My father does not know that I xJk*ve returned to New York." >. "Oh, I see. Of course. Um--nm! By '* the way, I think the colonel is a cork­ er. One of the most amiable thorough­ breds I've ever come across. Ripping. He's never said anything to me about your antipathy toward him, but I can see with half an eye that he is terribly <fepresged about it Can't you get to­ gether some way on--" "Really, Mr. Wrandall, you are en­ couraging your imagination to a point where words ultimately must fail you," . , she said very positively. Booth could lordly repress a chuckle. :• "It's not imagination on my part," Uttiid Leslie with conviction, failing ut­ terly to recognize the obvious. "1 sup­ pose you know that he is coming over • to visit me for si* weeks or so. We be­ came rattling good friends before we > parted. My Jove, you should hear him on old Lord Murgatroyd's will! The quintessence of wit! I couldn't take it M he does. Expectations and all that •5?t^>f thing, you know, going up like S hot air balloon and bursting in plain Ytew. But he never squeaked. Laughed It off. A British attribute, I dare say. I suppose you know that he is obliged. ^ to sell his eBtate in Ireland?" .*v Hetty started. She could not con- cial the look of shame that leaped ln- her eyes. "I--I did not know," she murmured. "Must be quite a shock to you. Sit 0ewn, Brandy. You look very pictur- Y esqne standing, but chairs were made J?;!... %j(i sit upon--or in, whichever is proper. _ .Booth shrugged his shoulders. • "I think I'll stand, if you don't mind, *<*vV , : M "I merely suggested it, old chap, tearing you might have overlooked the Af' % possibilities. Yes, Miss Castleton, he left us in London to go up to Belfast Sff •n this dismal business." There was something in the back of his mind that he was trying to get at in a tactful Manner. "By the way. Is this property fjH n in tailed 7" HjP?' • "I know nothing at all about It, Mr. Wrandall," said she, with a pleading y. Glance at her lover,, as If to inquire jjtfaat stand she should take In this dis­ tressing situation. "If it is entailed he dant sell it," < • iaid Booth quietly. v, "That's true," said Leslie, some­ what dubiously. Then, with a mag­ nanimity that covered a multiude of doubts he added: "Of course, I am only int*jested in seeing that you are properly protected, Miss Castleton. j, • l*ve no ioubt you hold an interest in >V: .Uke estates." ' - "I caij't very well discuss a thing I ;' Jaow absolutely nothing about," she Said succinctly. "Most of it is In building lots and 4hctori#s in| Belfast, of course. It was more ia the nature of a question than • declaration. "The old family castle Isn't verv much of an asset, I take it." "I fancy you can trust Colonel Cas­ tleton to make the best possible deal the premises," said Booth drily. ^;5*1. "I suppose so/' said the other re- H ffv ' •Ignedlf. "He Is s shrewd beggar, I'm -* Convinced of that. Strange, however, ';|v' ' >. that I haven't heard a word from him Since h% left us in London. I've been j|,r':V expeotilg a cablegram from him every day lot nearly a fortnight, letting me '• l&iow Ohen to expect him." • "Aie you going to California this ( •!" winter for the flying?" asked Hetty. Sara entered at that juncture, and " .'^-V/.'they a*l sat down to listen for half an twjur vi Leslie's harangue on the way the California meet was being mis- fpanai'ed, at the end of which he de- parted He took Booth away with him, much to thai young man's disgust "Do you know, Brandy, old. fellow, • Said ha as they walked down Fifth ave- ;*ue ia the gathering dusk of the early ... Winter evening, "ever since I've begun ^ ' - to suspect that damned old humbug of father of hers, I've been congratu­ lating myself that there ien't the re- Jnotest chance of his ever becoming my father-in-law. And, by George, you'll never know how near 1 was to leaping blindly into the brambles. .,., What a close call I had!" Booth'B sarcastic smile was hidden the dusk. He made no pretense of Dpenly resenting the meanness of , spirit that moved Leslie to these cad- '5^ '1' it * Jdish remarks. He merely announced f'k a dry, cutting voice: "I think Miss Castleton is to be con- ^ratulated that her injury is no greater tban nature made it in the beginning." li!-. "What do you mean by 'nature?'" "Nature gave her a father, didn't It?" "Obviously." "Well, why add insult to injury?" • "By Jove! Oh, 1 say, old man!" They parted at the next corner. As IBooth started to cross over to the iPlaza, I<eslie called out after him: "I say. Brandy, just a second, please, i••••'•••>?•••,, ,, Are yoo going to marry Miss Castie- - ton?" "I am." m '£:/•• "Thent 1 retract the scurvy things I bact there. I asked her to marry Wi" nie three times and she refused me ^ ^ (' three ti'nes. What I said about the f't'vi>brwnblos was rotten. I'd ask her again f' tholght ehe's have me. There you olf't fellow. I'm a rotten cad, but I apologize to you just the same." "You're learning, Leslie," said Booth, taking the hand the other held out to fcim. . ; Whita the painter was dining at his f club later on in the evening, he was ^ called to the telephone. Watson wp.s „ On the wire. He said that Mrs. Wran- dall would like to know if Mr. Booth could drop in on her for a few min- ntes after dinner, "to discuss a very V ^.' important matter, if you please, sir." NgT.-At nine o'clock. Booth waB in Sara's library, trying to grasp a new and re- mfcrkable phase in the character of "I don't know what it ail means, Brandon," she said hurriedly, looking over her shoulder as she spoke. "Sara says that she has come to a decision of some Bort. She wants us to hear her plan before making it final. 1--I don't understand her at all tonight" "It can't be anything serious, dear­ est," he said, but something cold and nameless oppressed him just the same. "She asked me if I had finally de­ cided to--to be your wife, Brandon. I said I had asked you for two or three days more in which to decide. It seemed to depress her. She'said she didn't see how she could give me up, even to you. She wants to be near me always. It is--it is really tragic, Brandon." He took her hands in his. "'We can fix that," said he confident­ ly. "Sara can live with us if she feeltf that way about it Our home shall be hers when she likes, and as long as she chooses. It will be open to her all the time, to come and go or to stay, just as she elects. Isn't that the way to put it?" "I suggested something of the sort, but she wasn't very much impressed. Indeed, 6he appeared to be somewhat --yes, I could not have been mistaken --somewhat harsh and terrified when I spoke of it Afterwards she was more reasonable. She thanked me and --there were tears in her eyes at the time--and Baid she would think it over. All she asks ie that I may be happy and free and untroubled all the rest of my life. This was before din­ ner. At dinner she appeared to be brooding over something. When we left the table she took me to her room and said that she had come to an im­ portant decision. Then she instructed Watson to find you if possible." " 'Gad, it's all very upsetting," he said, shaking his head. "I think her conscience Is troubling her. She hates the Wrandalls, but 1-- I don't know why 1 should feel as I do about it--but I believe ehe wants them to know!" He stared for a moment, and then his face brightened. "And so do I, Het­ ty, so do I! They ought to know!" "I should feel so much easier *f the whole world knew," said she earnestly. Sara heard the girl's words 4s she stood in the door. She came forward with a strange--even abashed--smile, after closing the door behind l^r. "I don't agree with ycu, iearest when you say that the world should know* but I hare come to th« conclu­ sion that you should be tr|.e4 and ac­ quitted by a jury made up el Challis Wrandall's own flesh and Kltod. The Wrandalls must know the tiuth." CHAPTER XXI. The Jury of Fou». The Wrandalls sat waiti-ig and won­ dering. They had been at for and they had deigned to respond, much to their own surprise. RedriioncJ Wran­ dall occupied a place at tie head of the library table. At his r:ght sat his wife. Vivian and Leslie, by direction, took seats at the side of tbt< long table, which had been cleared ot its mass of books and magazines. l,awyer Car­ roll was at the other end *f the table, perceptibly nervous and anxious. Het­ ty eat a little apart from tUe others, a rather forlorn, detached member of the conclave. Brandon Bootl> prfle-faced and alert, drew up a cha.1- alongside Carroll, facing Sara wly alone re­ mained standing, directly opposite the four Wrandalls. Not one of the Wrandalls knew why they, as a family, were there. They had not the slightest premonition of what was to come. The Wrandalls had been routed from their comfortable fireside--for what? They were asking the question tn-i,e: $ The Wrandalls Leaned Forward Their Chairs. in ^ tk** amazing woman. 8* found Hettj...^altj|M far him of themselves and they were waiting stonily for the answer. "It is very stuffy in here," Vivian hsd said with a glance at the closed doors after Sara had successfully placed her jury in the box. "Keep still, Viv," whispered Leslie, with a fine assumption of awe. "It's a spiritualistic meeting. You'll scare the spooks away." It was at this juncture that Sara rose from her chair and faced them, as calmly, as complacently as if she were about to aek them to proceed tq the dining-room instead of to throw a bomb into their midst that would shat­ ter their smug Berenity for all time to come. With a glance at Mr. Carroll she began, clearly, firmly and without a prefatory apology for what was ta^p follo\&. "I have asked you to come here to­ night to be my judges. I am on trial. You are about to hear the story of my unspeakable perfidy. I only require of you that" you bear me to the end be­ fore passing Judgment" At her wordB, Hetty and Booth start­ ed perceptibly; a quick glanee passed between them, as if each was inquir- , Ing whether the cthar Had caught the extraordinary words of self-indictment A puzzled frown appeared on Hetty's brow. "Perfidy?" interposed Mr. Wrandall. HIB wife's expression changed .from one of bored indifference to sharp in­ quiry. Leslie paused in the act of lighting a cigarette. "It is the mildest term I can com­ mand," said Sara. "I shall be as brief as possible In stating the case, Mr. Wrandall. You will be surprised to hear that I have taken it upon myself, as the wife of Challis Wrandall and, as I regard it, the one most vitally concerned if not interested in the dis­ covery and punishment of the person who took his life--2 say I have taken it upon myself to shield, protect and defend the unhappy young woman who accompanied him to Burton's Inn on that night in March. She has had my constant, my personal protection for more than twenty months." The Wrandalls leaned forward in their chairs. The match burned Les­ lie's fingers, and he dropped it wlthont appearing to notice the pain. "What is this you are saying?" de­ manded Redmond Wrandall. "When I left the inn that night, after seeing my husband's body in the little upstairs room, I said to myself that the one who took his life had unwit­ tingly done me a service. He was my husband; I loved him, I adored him. To the end of my days I could have gone on loving him in spite of the cruel return he gave for my love and loyalty. I shall not attempt to tell you of the countless lapses of fidelity on his part. You would not believe me. But he always came back to me with the pitiful love he had for me, and 1 forgave him his transgressions. These things yon know. He confessed many things to you, Mr. Wrandall. He humbled himself to me. Perhaps you will recall that I never complained to you of him. What rancor I had was alwayB directed toward you, his fam­ ily, who would see no wrong in yotir king but looked upon me as dirt be­ neath his feet. There were moments when I could have slain him with my own hands, but my heart rebelled. There were times when he said to me that I ought to kili him for the things he had done. You may now understand what I mean when I say that the girl who went to Burton's inn with him did me a service. I will not say that I considered her guiltless at the time. On the contrary, I looked upon her In, quite a different way. I had no means of knowing then that she was as pure as snow and that he would have de­ spoiled her of everything that was sweet and sacred to her. She took his life in order to save that which was dearer to her than her own life, and she was on her way to pay for her deed with her life If necessary when I came upon her and Intervened." "You--you know who she Is?" said Mr. Wrandall, in a low. Incredulous voice. "I have known almost from the be­ ginning. Presently you will hear her story, from her own lips." Involuntarily four pairs of eyes shift­ ed. They looked blankly at Hetty Cas­ tleton. Speaking swiftly, Sara depicted the scenes and sensations experienced dur­ ing that memorable motor journey to New York city. "I could not believe that she was a vicious creature, even then. Some­ thing told me that she was a tender, gentle thing who had fallen into evil hands and had struck because she was unevil. I did not doubt that she had been my husband's mistress, but I could not destroy the conviction that somehow she had been justified In doing the thing she had done. My gravest mistake was in refusing to hear her story In all of Its details. I only permitted her to acknowledge that ehe had killed him, no more. I did not want to hear the thing which I assumed to be true. Therein lies my deepest fault For months and months I misjudged her in my heart, yet secretly loved her. Now I under­ stand why I loved her. It was because she was Innocent of the only crfme I could lay at her feet Now 1 come to tl-e crime of which I stand self- accufied. I must have been mad all theBe months. I have no other defense to oPer. You may take it as you see it for yourselves. 1 do not ask for pardon. After I deliberately had set about to shield this unhappy girl--to cheat the law, if you please--to cheat you, perhaps--I conceived the horrible thought to avenge myself for all the indignities I had sustained at the hands of you Wrandalls, and at the same time to even my account with the one woman whom I could put my finger upon as having robbed me of my husband's love. You see I put It mildly. I have hated all of you, Mrs. Wrandall, even as you have bated me. Today--now--I do not feel as I did In other days toward you. I do not love you, still I do not hate you I do not forgive you, and yet 1 think I have come to see things from your point of view. I can only repeat that I do not hate you as I once did." She paused. The Wrandalls were too deeply submerged in horror to speak. They merely stared at her as if stupefied; as breathless, as motion­ less as stones. "Thefe came a day when I observed that Leslie was attracted by the guest in my house. On that day the plan took root in my brain. I--" "Good God!" fell from Leslie's Hps. "You--you had that in mind?" "It became a fixed, inflexible pur­ pose, Leslie. Not that I hated you s I hated the rest, for you tried to be ^nsiderate. The one grudge 1 held agairV. you was that In seeking to sus­ tain m\ you defamed your own brother. You cine to me with stories of his misdeew; you said that he was a scoundrdl and that you would not blame n» for 'showing him up.' Do you not lemember? And so my plot Involved §ou; you were the only one through whom I oouid strike. There were times when I faltered. I could not bear the thought of sacrificing Hetty Castleton, nor was It easy to thoroughly appease my conscience in respect to you. Still, If I could have had my way a few months ago, If coercion had been of any avail, you would now be the husband of your brother's slayer. Then I came to knorw that she was not what I had thought she was. She \was honest. My bubble burst I came out of the maze in which I had been living and saw clearly that what I had contem­ plated was the most atrocious'--" "Atrocious?" cried Mrs. Redmond Wrandall between her set teeth. "Dia­ bolical! Diabolical! My God, Sara, what a devil you--" She did not com­ plete the sentence, but sank back in her chair and stared with wide, horror- struck eyes at her rigid daughter-in- law. Her husband, his hand shaking as if with palsy, pointed a finger at Het- "And So You Are the One We Have Been Hunting for All These Months." ty. "And sp you are the one we have been hunting for all these months. Miss Castleton! You are the one we want! You who have eat at our table, you who have smiled in our faces--" "Stop„ Mr. Wrandall!" commanded Sara, no,ting the ashen face of the girl. "Don't let the fact escape you that I am the guilty person. Don't forget that she owed her freedom, if not her life to me. I alone kept her from giving herself up to the law. AH that has transpired since that, night In March muBt be placed to my account Hetty Castleton has been my prisoner. She has rebelled a thousand times and I have conquered--not by threats but by love! Do you understand? Be­ cause of her love for me, and because she believed that I loved her, she sub­ mitted. You are not to acckse her, Mr. Wrandall, Accuse me! I am on trial here. Hetty Castleton is a wit­ ness against me, if you choose to call upon her as such. If not, I Bhall ask her to speak in my defense, if she can do so." "This is lunacy!" cried Mr. Wran­ dall, coming to*his feet. "I don't care what your motives may have been. They do not make her any less a mur­ deress. She--" "We must give her over to the po­ lice--" began hie wife, struggling to her feet. She staggered; It was Booth who stepped quickly to her side to support her. Leslie was staring at Hetty. Vivian touched her father's arm. She was very pale but vastly more composed than the others. "Father, listen to me," she said. Her voice trembled In spite of ner effort to control It "We are condemning Miss Castleton unheard. Let us hear everything before we--" "Good God, Vivian! Do you mean to--" "How can we place any reliance on what she may say?" cried Mrs. Wran­ dall. "Nevertheless,." said Vivian firmly. "I for one shall not condemn her un­ heard. I mean to be as fair to her as Sara has been. It shall not be said that all the Wrandalls are smaller than Sara Gooch!" "My child--" began her father in­ credulously. His jaw dropped sud­ denly. His daughter's shot had landed squarely in the heart of the Wrandall pride. "If she has anything to say"--said Mrs. Wrandall. waving Booth aside and sinking stiffly into her chair. Her husband sat down. Their jaws set hard. "Thank you, Vivian," said Sara, sur­ prised in spite of herself. "You are nobler than I--" "Please don't thank me, Sara," said Vivian icily. "I was speaking for Miss Castleton." 8ara flushed. "I suppose it Is use­ less to ask you to be fair to Sara Gooch, as you choose to call me." "Do you feel In your heart that we still owe you anything?" "Enough of this, Vivian," epoke up her father harehly. "If Miss Castle­ ton desires to speak we will listen to her. 1 must advise you, Miss CaBtie- ton, feha,t the extraordinary disclosures made by my daughter-in-law do not lessen your culpability. We do not in­ sist on this confession from you. You deliver it at your own risk. I want to be fair with you. If Mr. Carroll is your counsel, he may advise you now to refuse to make a statement" Mr. Carroll bowed slightly in the general direction of the Wrandalls. "I have already advised Miss Castleton to state the case fully and completely to you, Mr. Wrandall. It was I who originally suggested this--well, what you might call a private trial for her. I am firmly convinced that when you have heard her story, you, as her judges, will acquit her of the charge of murder. Moreover, you will be con­ tent to let your own verdict end the matter, sparing yourselves the shame and ignominy of having her story told In a criminal court for the delectation of an eager but somewhat implacable world." "Your language is extremely un­ pleasant, Mr. Carroll," said Mr. Wran­ dall coldly. "I meant to speak kindly, sir." "Do you mean, sir, that we will let the matter rest after hearing the--" "That Is precisely what I mean, Mir, Wrandall. You will not consider her guilty of a crime. PleaBe bear la mind this fact: but for Sara and MIBS Castleton you would not have known the truth. Miss Castleton could not be convicted in a court of justice. Nor will she be convicted here this eve­ ning, in this little court of ours." "Miss Castleton is not on trial," In­ terposed Sara calmly. "I am the of­ fender. She h$s already been tried and proved Innocent." Leslie, in his Impatience, tapped sharply on the table with his seal ring. "Please let her tell the story. Per­ mit me to say, Miss Castleton, that you will not find the Wrandalls as harsh and vindictive as you may have been led to believe." Mrs. Wrandall passed her hand over her eyes. "To think that we have been friendly to this girl all these--" "Calm yourself, my dear," Baid her husband, after a glance at his son and daughter, a glance of unspeak­ able helplessness. He could not un­ derstand them. As Hetty arose, Mrs. Wrandall sen­ ior lowered her eyes and. not once did she look up during the recital that followed. Her hands were lying limply in her .lap, and she breathed heavily, almost stertoriously. The younger Wrandalls leaned forward with their clear, unwavering gaze fixed on the earnest face of the young English­ woman who had slain their brother. "You have heard Sara accuse her­ self," said thG girl slowly, dispassion­ ately. "The shock was no greater to you than it was to me. All that she has said Is true, and yet I--I would so much rather she had left herself unarraigned. We were agreed that I should throw myself on your mercy. Mr. Carroll said that you were fair and juBt people, that you would not condemn me under the circumstances. But that Sara should seek to take the blame Is--" "Alas, my dear, I am to blame," said Sara, shaking her head. "But for me your story would have been told months ago, the courts would have cleared you, and all the world would have execrated my husband for the thing he did--my huBband and your son, Mrs. Wrandall--whom we both loved. God believe me, I think I loved him more than all of you put to­ gether!" She eat down abruptly and buried her face in her arms on the edge of the table. "If I could only induce you to for­ give her," began Hetty, throwing out her hands to the Wrandalls, only to be met by a gesture of repugnance from the grim old man. "Your story, Miss Castleton," he said hoarsely. "From the beginning, if you please," added the lawyer quietly. "Leave out nothing." Clearly, steadily and with the ut­ most sincerity in her voice and man­ ner, the girl began the story of her life. She passed hastily over the ear­ lier periods, frankly exposing the un­ happy conditions attending her home life, her subsequent activities as a performer on'the London stage after Colonel Castleton's defection; the few months devoted to posing for Hawk- right. the painter, and later on her engagement as governess in the wealthy Budlong family. She devoted some time and definlteness to her first encounter with Challis Wrandall on board the west-bound steamer, an In­ cident that came to pass in a perfectly natural way. Her deck chair stood next to his, and he was not slow in making himself agreeable. It did not occur to her till long afterwards that he deliberately had traded positions with $n elderly gentleman who occu­ pied the chair on the first day oat Before the end of the voyage they w e r e v e r y g o o d f r i e n d s . . . . "When we landed in New York, ho assisted me in many ways. After­ wards, on learning that I was not to go to California, I called him up on the telephone to explain my predica­ ment He urged me to stay In New York; he guaranteed that there would be no difficulty In securing a splendid position in the east. I had no means of knowing that he was married. ! accepted him for what I thought him to be: a genuine American gentleman. They are supposed to be particularly considerate with women. His conduct toward me was beyond reproach. I have never known a man who was so courteous, so gentle. To me, he was the most fascinating man in the world. No woman could have resisted him. I am sure of that." She shot a quick, appealing glance at Booth's hard-set face. Her lip trembled for a second. "I fell madly in love, with him," she went on resolutely. "I dreamed of him, I could hardly wait lor the time to come when I was to eee him. He never came to the wretched little lodg­ ing house I have told you about I--I met him outside. One night he told me that he loved me, loved me pas­ sionately. I--I said that I would be his wife. Somehow It seemed to me that he regarded me very curiously for a moment or two. He seemed to be surprised, uncertain. I remember that he laughed rather Queerly. It did not occur to me to doubt him. One day he came for me, saying that he wanted me to see the little apartment he had taken, where we were to live after we were married. I went with him. He said that if I liked It, I could move in at once, but I would not con­ sent ta such an arrangement. For the first time I began to feel that every­ thing was not. as It should be. I--I remained in the apartment but a few minutes. The next day he came to me, greatly excited and more demon­ strative than ever before, to say that he had arranged tor va quiet Jolly little wedding up in the country. Strangely enough, I experienced a queer feeling that all was not as It Bhould be, but his eagerness, his per­ sistence dispelled the small doubt that had begun even thenv to shape itself. I consented to go with him on the next night to an Inn out in the country, where a-college friend who was a minister of the gospel would meet us, driving over from his parish a few miles away. I said that I pre­ ferred to be married in a church. He laughed and said it could be arranged when we got to the inn and had talked It over with the minister. Still un­ easy, I asked why it was neeessary to employ secrecy. He told me that Mis family were In Europe and that he wanted to ' surprise them by giving them a daughter who was actually re­ lated to an English nohleman. The family had been urging him to marry a stupid but rich New York girl and he--oh, well he uttered a great deal of nonsense about my beauty, my charm, and all that sort of thing:--" She paused for a moment No one spoke. Her audience of judges, with the exception of the elder Mrs. Wran­ dall, watched her as If fascinated. Their faces were almost expression­ less.. With a perceptible effort ehe resumed her story, narrating events that carried it up to the hour when she talked Into the little upstairs room at Burton's inn with the who was to be her husband. (TO BE CONTINUED.) ' Wf^A! I) OA NATURE'S WORK FAULT Recent 'Quake That Startled the East Due to Imperfect Formation of Rocky Section. 1)0 understand the shock which this part of the country received one must realize that "Logan's fault"--the line of weakness in the underlying rocks that extends from Canada well down toward the Gulf of Mexico--plays much the Bame role as do the care­ fully provided solutions of continuity which every observing person who crosses the Brooklyn bridge has no­ ticed. These points oft overlapping permit the structure to expand on hot days and to contract on cold ones without breaking any of its part's. Nature, being a clumsy engineer, has made tor this section of the cool­ ing earth a much less nearly perfect provision for contraction in the crack which Sir William E. Logan of the Canadian geological survey, was the first to discover and describe. The earth joint works Just as does that in the bridge, but it works stiffly and only at long intervals, when the strain had become enormous enough to break down what a surgeon might call "adhesions." The result is that the readjustment of the earth surface to a smaller circumference, Instead of being continuous, is by widely spaced jumps or jerks. Upon their extent depends the severity of the conse* quent "<ftiake." That of a few weeks ago was remarkable for the Eastern seaboard, but it would have passed for trivial on the other side of the con­ tinent. i The Charleston earthquak# and thofte which hive several times wrecked Kingston, Jamaica, were of a wholly diffareot. sort--the pumii| down a mountain slope of an alluvial plain.--New York Times. Right to Bear Arm§> The words from Article II., amend­ ments to the Constitution of the Unit­ ed States, "A well-regulated militia being necessary to the security of a free people, the right of the people to keep and bear arms shall not be Infringed," evidently have a commu­ nity meaning; but they also carry along with them the right of the In­ dividual to safeguard himself and his house by keeping himself armed with the necessary means of defense. The law 'against carrying concealed weapons, now on the statute books ot most of the states, is a matter quite foreign to the broad principles of the right of keeping and bearing arso^ - • - -- •'? l*oets Put to Hard Labor.« The sixth grade of a certain school In a foreign settlement in South Da­ kota was learning the use of possess- lves. The book required the pupils to cor­ rect and expand Into a complete sen­ tence the following expression: "Mil­ ton and Shakespeare's works." Joseph Nlkodym handed in this sentence: "Milton and Shakespeare work In ft coal mine."--Youth's Companion. HE 1880 FEET AFTER FLYING MAD fr m.V- V TT.T, f-'*yis. Rife' <5* &w- a-f/vt firta/TCfffav: c&°ymy/z/9/£ or PODDMS/ID cow/WYY Aviators Go After Failing ^ chute Operator When His Wi- • ^ to Work. >: PLUNGE TO HIS ID Falling Like a Plummet Aeroplanes Are Not Fast Enough to Overtake Doomed Man, and Oaring Aeronaut Hits the Ground. Chicago.--Edgar S. "Sky High" Me» Gurrirf, famous for years as a dare­ devil balloonist and parachute Jumper, was fatally injured when the most spectacular rescue attempt in the his­ tory of aviation failed at the Cicero flying field. Three hundred spectators saw Me- Gurrin dangling at the end of a pan- chute which refused "to open, fall 1,800 feet with two hlpl&Dea diving at top speed toward him, in a desperate at­ tempt to catch him in midair, M * swallow might grab a Juno bug. Falling like a plummet he descend­ ed faster even than the humming bi­ planes. Nearly every bone in hi» body was smashed when he hit the ground, and the aviators made sharp twists upward to avoid losing their own lives. McGurrin had attached his; pin-c chute to the biplane driven by Roy M. Francis^ planning a sensational drop for the amusement of the crowd. Francis took his machine up 1,800 feet before McGurrin gave him the signal and cut loose from the machine. Hovering near them, in another bi­ plane, was Newell ("Jimmy") Mc- Gulre, a skilled pilot accompanied by Floyd Logan, a photographer. Logan planned to get a picture of McGurrin the minute he cut loose from the bi­ plane, and another as soon as the parachute opened out and the easy sail to the ground began. Logan snapped the picture as Mc­ Gurrin cut loose and shifted his plates ready for the snapshot when It should open. .But it didn't open, and Mo ' ' X •'TV -F-RKV -M ';.0 Gurrln could be seen frantically tttf* ging at the ropes. "My God, Jimtpy, he's a goner; she ain't going to open," screamed Logan at McGulre. "He's going straight down. He's a dead one." "Not yet, he isn't" McGulre shouted back above the roar of the engine. And he turned the nose of his machlnb straight down. Francis had also seen McGurrln's peril, and he, too, headed straight for the ground. The two powerful engines roared as the daring pilots made a sh^er drop for more than a third of a mile. The crowd realised, in a second the plan of the daring ' flyers, but the gripping spectacle choked back * cheer. A fast automobile rushed McGurrin to a hospital. sIayer cornered by dogs Baker's Dozen. ; The custom on the part of. baker* allowing 13 to the dozen dates back to medieval times, when bakers were carefully watched. The trade was sur­ rounded by many laws, and the most severe penalties were imposed for any shortage In weight. In order to avoid the possibility of falling below ths standard measure it became cus­ tomary for bakers to allow as axbra loaf with every doses. Murderer Kills Himself Just Before Daybreak After tj*v'n9 Been In Woods All Night. White Plains, N. Y.--Salvatore Tra- pea. Who was accused of murdering Venanzlo Canansa, with whom he lived, committed suicide Just before daybreak after he had been cornered in the woods near Silver Lake Park by, Sheriff Doyle's deputies, following an all night chase with police dogs. Trapea made his appearance near the scene of the crime and offered a woman $4 to get a message through friends of his in Brooklyn, where he" formerly lived. The police were noti­ fied, and the deputies, with the police dogs, started the search anew. Trapea double tracked many times In an effort to throw them oft the scent but was cornered on the top of one of the hills behind a ledge of rock. The dogs were unleashed, and Trapea evi­ dently was afraid of being torn to pieces. He shot himself through the . heart Kick Armed Bandit off Car. Red Bank, N. J.--A lone highway­ man attempted to rob Joseph Terwil- liger, conductor on a Monmouth elec­ tric car, early today. Although the robber pulled a revolver the con­ ductor and Motorman Charles Hulse kicked him off the car. s The highwayman then tried to hold up the next car, but Conductor George Hackett and Motorman John Decker forced him to flee. There were no sengeri on either ot tbm eank y;' •j