The following text may have been generated by Optical Character Recognition, with varying degrees of accuracy. Reader beware!

•W .,, > ; _..,:, 7/^^V-^j ' ' HENRY PLAINDEALER» MTHENRY, vH-H __ . ' r f ~ ~ ' W v „>#.• t nJ-g»' • ..'. * . . . . . . . . . . . . . j ' v i . ^ - . „ ' : / / / • , g55£SZSS£5&EfiESZS35£S5S2&55>2C3S3M35S55i&E2SZZ522S2S525"^ The Exploits of Elaine A Detective Novel and a Motion Picture Drama *1 By ARTHUR B. REEVE The Well-Known Novelist mnd the Creator of the "Craig Kennedy" Stories Presented in Collaboration With the Pathe Players and the Eclectic Ffifff Company Copyright, 1914, by ttt I SYNOPSIS. The New York police are mystified by a •dried of murders of prominent men. The principal clue to the murderer is the warn­ ing letter which is sent the victims signed •With a "clutching- hand." The latest vic­ tim of the mysterious assassin is Taylor Dodge, the insurance -president. His daughter, Elaine, employs Craig Kennedy, ths> famous scientific detective, to try to unravel the mystery. What Kennedy ac­ complishes is told by his, friend, Jameson, a newspaper man. Kennedy frustrates a daring attempt to rob a jewelry store and rescues Elaine from a boileV where she had been imprisoned by the thugs. FOURTH EPISODE The Frozen Safe. Kennedy swung open the door of oar taxic&h as we pulled up, safe at fast, before the Dodge mansion, after the rescue of Elaine from the brutal machinations of the Clutching Hand. Bennett "was on the step of the cab in a moment, and together, one on each side of Elaine, they assisted her oat of the car and up th£ steps to the house. Elaine's Aunt Josephine was wait­ ing for us in the drawing-room, very 4nuch worried. The dear old lady was quite scandalized as Elaine excitedly told of the thrilling events that had Just taken place. "And to think they--actually--car­ ried you!" she exclaimed, horrified, adding, "And I not--•" "But Mr. Kennedy came along and saved me just in time," interrupted Elaine with a smile. "I was well chaperoned!" Aunt Josephine turned to Craig, gratefully. "How can J ever thank you enough, Mr. Kennedy," she said fer­ vently. Kennedy was <Julte embarrassed. With a smile, Elaine perceived his discomfiture, not at all displeased by it. "Come into the library!" she cried gayly, taking his arm. "I've something to show you." Where the old safe, which had been burnt through, had stood, was now • brand-new safe of the very latest construction and design--one of those globular safes that look and are so formidable. "Here is the new safe," she pointed dot brightly. "It is not only proof •gainst explosives, but between the plates is a lining that is proof against thermit and even that oxyacetylene ^lowpipe by which you rescued me from the old boiler. It has a time Olock, too, that will prevent its being ipened at night, even if any one should learn the combination." They stood before the safe a mo­ ment, and Kennedy examined it close­ ly with much interest "Wonderful!" he admired, "I knew you'd approve of it," cried nine, much pleased. "Now I have Something else to show you." ' She paused at the desk, and from a drawer took out a portfolio of large photographs. They were very hand­ some photographs of herself. 1 "Much more wonderful than the .safe," remarked Craig earnestly. Then, Imitating and a trifle embarrassed, he added, "May I--may I have one?" 1 "If you care for.it," she said, drop­ ping her eyes, then glancing up at him quickly. "Care for it?" he repeated. "It will be one of the greatest treasures--" She slipped the .picture quickly into 4m envelope. "Come," she interrupted. *Aunt Josephine will be wondering •where we are. She--she's a demon chaperon." Bennett, Aunt Josephine and my­ self were talking earnestly as Elaine and Craig returned. That morning I had noticed Ken­ nedy fussing some time at the door of our apartment before we went over to the laboratory. As nearly as I could make out he had placed some­ thing und^r the rut, ni. tLc into the hallway. "Well," said Bennett, glancing at his watch and rising as he turned to Elaine, "I'm afraid I must go now." He crossed over to where Bhe stood and shook hands. There was no doubt that Bennett was very much smitten by his fair client "Good-by, Mr. Bennett," she mur­ mured, "and I thank you so much for what you have done for me today." But there was something lifeless about the words. She turned quickly to Craig, who had remained standing. "Must you go too, Mr. Kennedy?" she asked, noticing his position. "I'm afraid Mr. Jameson and I must get back on the job before this Clutch­ ing Hand gets busy again," he replied reluctantly. "Oh, I hope you--we get them soon!" she exclaimed, and there was nothing lifeless about the way she gave Craig her band, as Bennett, he and I &eft a moment later. When we approached our door, now, Craig paused. By pressing a little concealed button he caused a panf f in the wall outside to loosen, disclos­ ing a small, boxlike plate in the wall underneath. It was about a foot long and perhaps four Inches wide. Through it ran tfiece of paiter which unrolled from one coil and wpund up on another, actu AU Forel«B BUrhte Beeerved. ated by clockwork. Across the blank white paper ran an ink line traced by a stylographic pen, used as I had seen in mechanical pencils used in offices, hotels, banks and such places. Kennedy examined the thing with interest. "What is it?" I asked. "A new kinograph," he replied; still gaxing carefully' at the rolled- up part of the paper. "I have in­ stalled it because it registers every footstep on the floor of our apartment We can't be too careful with this Clutching Hand. I want to know whether we have had any visitors or not in our absence. This straight line indicates that we have not Wait a moment" Craig hastily unlocked the door and entered. Inside I could see him pac­ ing up and down our modest quarters. "Do you see anything, Walter?" he called. I looked at the kinograph. The pen had started to trace its line, no longer even and straight, hut zigzag, at different heights across the paper. He came to the door. "What do you think of it?" he inquired. "Some idea," I answered enthusi­ astically. We entered and I fell to work on a special Sunday story that I had been forced to neglect I was not so busy, however, that I did not notice out of the corner of my eye that Kennedy had taken from its cover Elaine Dodge's picture and was gazing at it ravenously. I had finished as much of the article as I could do then and was Smoking and reading it over. Kennedy was still gazing at the picture Miss Dodge had given him, then moving from place to place about the room, evidently wondering where it would look best. I doubt whether he had done another blessed thing since we returned. He tried it on the mantel. That wouldn't dO. At last he held it up be­ side a picture of Galton, I think, of finger print and eugenics fame, who hung on the wall directly opposite the fireplace. Hastily he compared the two. Elaine's picture was precisely the same size. Next he tore oat the picture of the scientist and threw it carelessly into the fireplace. Then he placed Elaine's picture in its place and hung it up again, standing off to admire it. I watched him gleefully.' Was this Craig? Purposely I moved my elbow suddenly and pushed a book with a bang on the floor. Kennedy actually jumped. I picked up the book with a muttered apology. No, this-was not the same old Craig. Perhaps half an hour later I.was still reading. Kennedy was now pacing up and down the room, apparently unable to concentrate his mind on any but one subject He stopped a moment before the photograph, looked at it fixedly. Then he started his methodical walk again, hesitated, and went over to the tele­ phone, calling a number which I rec­ ognized. "She must have been pretty well done up by her experience," he said apologetically, catching my eye. "I was wondering if--hello!--oh,' Miss Dodge--I--er--I--er--just called up to see if you were all right" Craig was very much embarrassed, but also very much in earnest • musical laugh rippled over the telephony. "Yes, I'm all right, thank you, Mr. Kennedy--and I put the pack­ age you sent me into the safe, but--" "Package?" frowned Craig. "Why, I sent you no package, Miss Dodge. In the safe?" "Why, yes, and the safe is all cov­ ered with moisture--and so cold." "Moisture--cold?" he repeated hastily. "Yes. I have been wondering if it is all right In fact, I was going to call you up, only I was afraid you'd think I was foolish." "I shall be right over," he answered hastily, clapping the receiver back on its hook. "Walter," he added, seizing his hat and coat, "come on--hurry!" A few minutes later we drove up in Susie rose to go and Elame followed her ta the door. No sooner had she gone than the Clutching Hand came out from behind the curtains. He gazed about a moment, then, moving over to the safe about which the two girls had been talking, stealthily examined it He must have heard someone com­ ing, for with a gesture of hate at the safe itself, as though he personified it, he slipped back of the curtains again. Elaine had returned, and as she sat down at the desk to go over some pa­ pers which Bennett had left relative to settling up the estate the masked Intruder stealthily and silently with­ drew. "A package for you, Miss Dodge," announoed Michael later in the eve­ ning, as Elaine, in her dainty evening gown, was stHl engaged In going over the papers. He carried it in his hands rather gingerly. "Mr. Kennedy sent it, ma'am. He says It coutains clues, and will you please put it in the new safe for him." Elaine took the package eagerly and examined it. Then she pulled open the little round door of the globular safe. "It must be getting cold opt, Mi­ chael," she remarked. "This package is as cold as ice." "It is, ma'am," answered Michael. She closed the safe, and, with a glance at her watch, set the time lock and went upstairs to her room. No sooner had Elaine disappeared than Michael appeared again, catlike, through the curtains from the drawing- room, and, after a glance about the dimly lighted library, discovering that the coast was clear, motioned to a fig­ ure hiding behind the portieres. A moment and Clutching Hand him­ self came out. He moved over to the safe and looked it over. Then he put out his hand and touched it. "Listen!" cautioned Michael. Someone was coming, and they hastily slunk behind the protecting portieres. It was Marie, Elaine's maid. She turned up the lights and went^jpow covered with white. over to the desk for a book for which Elaine had evidently sent her. She paused and appeared to be listening. Then she went to the door. "Jennings!" she beckoned. "What is it, Marie?" he replied. She said nothing, but as he came up the hall led him to the center of the room. "Listen! I heard sighs and groans!" Jennings looked at her a moment, puzzled, then laughed. "You girls!" he exclaimed. "I suppose you'll always think the library haunted now." "But, Jennings, listen," she per­ sisted. Jennings did listen. Sure enough, there were sounds, weird,.uncanny. He gazed about the room. It was eerie. Then he took a few steps toward the safe. Marie put out her hand to it and started back. "Why, that safe is all covered with cold sweat!" she cried with bated breath. Sure enough, the face of the safe was beaded with dampness. Jennings put his hand on it and quickly drew it away, leaving a mark on the damp­ ness. "W-what do you think of that?" he gasped. "I'm going to tell Miss Dodge," cried Marie, genuinely frightened. A moment later she burst into Elaine's room. "What is the matter, Marie?" asked Elaine, laying down her book. "You look as if you had seen a ghost." "Ah, but mademoiselle--it ees Just like that The safe--if mademoiselle face moved In and took a position in the center of the room, as If oa guard, while Clutching Hand sat safe watching It intently. "Someone at the door--Jennings to answering the bell/' Michael pered hoarsely. "Confound it!" muttered Clutching Hand, as both moved again behind the heavy valour curtains. • • « • • • • *Tm so glad to see you, Mr. Ken­ nedy," greeted Elaine unaffectedly as Jennings admitted us. She had heard the bell and was com­ ing downstairs as we entered. We three moved toward the library and someone switched on the lights. Craig strode over to the safe. The ccld sweat on It had now turned to icicles. Craig's face clouded with thought as he examined It more close­ ly. There was actually a groaning sound from within. "It can't be opened," he said to him­ self. "The time lock Is set for tomor­ row morning." Outside, If we had not been so ab­ sorbed in the present mystery, we might have seen Michael and the Clutching Hand listening to us. Clutching Hand looked hastily at his watch. "The deuce!" he muttered under his breath, stifling his suppressed fury. We stood looking at the safe. Ken­ nedy was deeply Interested, Elaine standing close beside him. Suddenly he seemed to make up his mind. "Quick--Elaine!" he cried, taking, her arm. "Stand back!" We all retreated. The safe door, powerful as It was, had actually begun to warp and bend. The plates were bulging. A moment later, with a loud report and concussion, the door blew off. A blast of cold air and flakes like snow flew out. Papers were scattered on every side. We stood gazing, aghast, a second, then ran forward. Kennedy quickly examined the safe. He bent down and from the wreck took up a package, taxi before the .Dodge house and rang the bell. Jennings admitted us sleepily. It could not have been long after we left Miss Dodge, late in the afternoon, that Susie Martin, who had been quite worried over our long absence after the attempt to rob her father, dropped in on Elaine. Wide-eyed, she had lis­ tened to Elaine's story of what had happened. "And you think this Clutching Hand has never recovered the incriminating papers that caused him to murder your father?" asked Susie. Elaine shook her head. "No. Let me show you the new safe I've bought. Mr. Kennedy thinks it wonderful." "I should think you'd be proud of it," admired Susie. "I must tell father to get one, too." At that very moment, if they had known it, the Clutching Hand, with his sinister, masked face, was peering at the two girU from the other side , of the portieres. "A Package for You, Miss Dodge." will come down stairs, I will show it you." Puzzled,, but interested, Elaine fol­ lowed her. In the library Jennings pointed mutely at the new safe. Elaine approached it. As they stood about, new beads of perspiration, as it were, formed on it Elaine touched it and also quickly withdrew her hand. "I can't imagine what's the matter," she said. "But--well--Jennings, you may go--and Marie, also." When the servants had gone she still regarded the safe with the same won­ dering look, then turning out the light, she followed. She had scarcely disappeared when, from the portiered doorway near by, the Clutching Hand appeared, and, after gazing out at them, took a quick look at the safe. "Good!" he muttered. Noiselessly Michael of the sinister As quickly he dropped It. "That is the package that was sent," cried Elaine. Taking it in a table cover, he laid it on the table and opened it. Inside was a peculiar shape flask, open at the top. but like a vacuum bottle. "A Dewar flask!" ejaculated Craig. "What is it?" asked Elaine, appeal­ ing to him. "Liquid air!" he answered. "As it evaporated, the terrific pressure of expanding air In the safe Increased until it blew out the door. That Is what caused the cold sweating and the groans." We watched him, startled. On the other side of the portieres Michael apd Clutching Hand waited. Then, In the general confusion, Clutch­ ing Hand slowly disappeared, foiled. "Where did this package come from?" asked Kennedy of Jennings suspiciously. Jennings looked blank. "Why," put in Elaine, "Michael brought It to me." "Get Michael," ordered Kennedy. A moment later he returned. "I found him, going upstairs," reported Jennings, leading Michael in. "Where did you get this package?" shot out Kennedy. "It was left at the door, sir, by a boy, sir." Question after question could not shake that simple, stolid sentence. Kennedy frowned. "You may go," he said finally, as If reserving something for Michael later. A sudden exclamation followed from Elaine as Michael passed down the hall again. She had moved over to the desk, during the questioning, and was leaning against it. Inadvertently she had touched an envelope. It was addressed, "Craig Kennedy." Craig tore it open, Elaine bending anxiously over his shoulder, frightened. We read: "YOU HAVE INTERFERED FOR THE LAST TIME. IT IS THE END." Beneath it stood the fearsome sign of the Clutching Hand! The warning of the Clutching Hand had no other effect on Kennedy than the redoubling of his precautions for safety. Nothing further happened that night, however, and the next morning found us early at the laboratory. It was the late forenoon, when, aft­ er a hurried trip down to the office, I rejoined Kennedy at his sclcntlflc workshop. We walked down the street when a big limousine shot past. Kennedy stopped In the middle of a remark. Hfe had recognized the car, with a sort of instinct At the same moment I saw a smil­ ing face at the window of the car. It was Elaine Dodge. The car stopped in something less than twice Its length and then backed toward us. Kennedy, hat off, was at the window in a moment There were Aunt Jose­ phine and Susie Martin, also. "Where are you boys going?" asked Elaine, with interest, then added with a gayety that ill concealed her real anxiety, "I'm so glad to see you--to see that--er--nothing has happened from the dreadful Clutching Hand." "Why, we were just going up to our rooms," replied Kennedy. "Can't we drive you around?" We climbed in and a moment later were off. The ride was only too short for Kennedy. We stepped out In front of our apartment and stood chatting for a moment. "Some day I want to show you the laboratory," Craig was saying. "It must be so--interesting!" ex­ claimed Elaine very enthusiastically. "Think of all the bad men you must have caught!" Elaine hesitated. "Would you like to see it?" sfee wheedled xftf Aunt Jose­ phine. Aunt Josephine nodded acquiescence, and a moment later we all entered the building. " "You--you are very careful that last warning?" ask* we approached our door. "More than ever--now," replied Craig. 1 have made up my mind to win." Kennedy had started to unlock the door, when he stopped short. "See," he said, "this is a precaution I have just Installed. I. almost forgot in the excitement" He pressed a panel and disclosed the boxlike apparatus. "This Is my kinograph, which tells me whether I have had any visitors in my absence. If the pen traces a straight line, it is all right; but it- hello--Walter, the line is wavy." We exchanged a significant glance. "Would you mind--er--standing, down the hall Just a bit while I en­ ter?" asked Craig. ,fBe careful," cautioned Elaine. He unlocked the door, standing off to one side. Then he extended his hand across the doorway. Still noth- he rattled some loose pocket. "Here--there day's tips." He handed Jens a dollar in It Was the Clutching Hand. ing happened. There was not a sound. He looked cautiously into the room. Apparently there was nothing. * • • • * • • • It had been about the middle of the morning that an express wagon had pulled up sharply before our apart­ ment. "Mr. Kennedy live here?" asked one of the expressmen, descending with his helper and approaching our janitor, Jens Jensen, a typical Swede, who was coming up out of the basement. Jens growled a surly, "Yes--but Mr. Kannady, he bane out." "Too bad--we've got this large cab­ inet he ordered from Grand Rapids. We can't cart it around all day. Can't you let us In so we can leave it?" Jensen muttered: "Well--I guess It bane all right." They took the cabinet off the wagon and carried it upstairs. Jensen opened our door, still grumbling, and they placed thfe heavy cabinet in the living room. "Sign here." .. ^ ' "You fallers bane a nuisance," pro­ tested Jens, signing nevertheless. Scarcely had the sound of their footfalls died away in the outside hall­ way when the door of the cabinet slowly opened and a masked face pro­ truded, gazing about the room. It was the Clutching Hand! From the cabinet he took a large package wrapped in newspapers. As he held it, looking keenly about, his eye rested on Elaine's picture. A mo­ ment he looked at it, then quickly at the fireplace opposite. An idea seemed to occur to him. He took the package to the fireplace, removed the screen and laid the pack­ age over the andirons with one end pointing out into the room. Next he took from the cabinet a couple of storage batteries and a coll of wire. Deftly and quickly he fixed them on the package. Meanwhile, before an alleyway across the street and further down the long block the express wagon had stopped. Having completed fixing the bat­ teries and wires, Clutching Hand ran the wires along the molding on the wall overhead, from the fireplace un­ til he was directly over Elaine's pic­ ture. Skillfully he managed to fix the wires, using them in place of the pic­ ture wires to support the framed pho­ tograph until It hung very noticeably askew on the wall. The last wire joined, he looked about the room, then noiselessly moved to the window and' raised the shade. Quickly he raised his hand and brought the fingers slowly together. It was the sign. Off in the alley, the express driver and his helper jumped into the wagon and away it rattled. Jensen was smoking placidly as the wagon pulled up the second time. "Sorry." said the driver sheepishly, "but we delivered the cabinet to the wrong Mr. Kennedy." He pulled out the Inevitable book to prove it. "Wall, you - bane fine fallers," growled Jensen, puffing like a furnace, In his fury. "You cannot go up agane." "We'll get fired for the mistake," pleaded the helper. "Just this once," urged the driver, as FIND CAVE TOMB IN BETHANY! have been so many in recent years, of the great age and persistence of Age and Persistence1 of Village Shown In Discovery of Canaan- ite Relics. 1 The recent discovery of a Canaanlte G^ve tomb with the characteristic pot- ttry and weapons on the ground of the Passioni8t fathers of the village of Bethany is of considerable inter­ est in two different directions, a writer In the Sunday School Times says. It of which th*re the village--and town--sites in Pal­ estine. Pere Vincent of the Dominican convent of St. Etienne at Jerusalem, one of the ablest of all Palestine archeologiBts, dates this tomb by its character and contents as belonging to the period of the sixteenth to twelfth centuries, B. C. This places the town so familiarly associated with the hospitable home of Mary and Martha and Lazarus in have come down from patriarchal times, or even earlier: Gezer, Lachish, Meglddo, Joppa, Taanach Jerusalem and many others. When we add to this fact the other, that the peasant language has In fair measure persisted In Palestine from earliest times through all the religious, political and military changes that have taken place, it comes about that antiquities found In Palestine take on a new and more dignified meaning. We seem to be dealing, and indeed are dealing. - -- ••• no uvMiug, ou u auuwu mo with a civilization that has not wholly passed away, but that in some good measure still persists. In fact the persistence of ancient things in Bible lands has not been overestimated, but rather underestimated. It is not im­ possible that the name of Bethany may be as old as the townsite is now seen to be. Then the discovery of Canaanlte tombs at so widely separated places as Gezer, in the Philistine plain; Bethshemeach.- in the Judean foot­ hills; Taanach, on the plain of Esdrae- lon, apA fiftttijinjr. In the heart ol the mountains of Judah, gives deflnite- ness of meaning to the times when "the Canaanlte was in the land." The Gospel of Out of Doors. John Mulr has done greater serv­ ice to all the people, and will be missed more by the whole country, than men of science who may stand higher in its records. John Muir In the West and John Burroughs in the East have mingled with the dry sci­ ence of earth life and history the sentiment of out of doors and the po- ^ Still grumpy, but mollified by the silver, Jens let them go up and opened the door to our rooms again. There •tood the cabinet, as outwardly inno­ cent as when it came In. Lugging and tugging they managed to get the heavy piece of furniture out and downstairs again, loading It on the wagon. Then they drove off with it, accompanied by a parting volley from Jensen. In an unfrequented street, perhaps half a mile away, the wagon stopped. With a keen glance around, the driver and hiB helper made sure that no one was about "Such a shaking up as you've given me!" growled a vofce as the cabinet door opened. "Put Fve got him time!" -It was the Clutching Hand. • • • • • • » Craig gazed into our living room cau­ tiously. "I can't see anything wrong," he said to me as I stood Just beside him. "Mlsa Dodge," he added, "will you and the rest excuse me If I ask you to wait Just a moment longer?" Elaine watched him, fascinated. Ho crossed the room, then went'into each of our other rooms. Apparently noth­ ing was wrong and a minute later he reappeared at the doorway. "I guess It's all right," he said. "Per­ haps it was only Jensen, the janitor." Elaine, Aunt Josephine and Susie Martin entered. Craig placed chairs for them, but still I could see that he was uneasy. From time to time, while they were admiring one of our trea» ures after another, he glanced about suspiciously. "What Is the trouble, do you think?" asked Elaine wonderingly, noticing his manner. "I--I can't Just say," answered Craig, trying to appear easy. She had risen and with keen inter­ est was looking at the books, the pic­ tures, the queer collection of weapons and odds and ends from the under­ world that Craig had amassed in his adventures. At last her eye wandered across the room. She caught sight of her own picture, occupying a place of honor- but hanging askew. "Isn't, that just like a man!" she ex­ claimed. "Such housekeepers as you are--8uch carelessness!" She had taken a stop or two across the room to straighten the picture. "Miss Dodge!" almost shouted Ken­ nedy, his face fairly blanched. "Stop!" She turned, her stunning eyes filled with amazement at his suddenness. Nevertheless she moved quickly to one side, as he waved his arms, unable to speak quickly enough. Kennedy stood quite still, gazing at the picture, askew, with suspicion. "That wasn't that way when we left, was It, Walter?" he asked. "It certainly was not," I answered positively. "There was more time spent In getting that picture just right than I ever saw you spend on the room." Craig frowned. As for myself I did not know what to make of it. "I'm afraid I shall have to ask you to step into this back room," said Craig at length to the ladies. "I'm sorry-- but we can't be too careful with this intruder, whoever he was." Elaine, however, stopped at the door. For a moment Kennedy appealed to be considering. Then his eye fell on a fishing rod that stood In a corner. He took it and moved toward the pic­ ture. On his hands and knees, to one side, down as close as he could get to the floor, with the rod extended at arm's length, he motioned to me to do the same, behind him. Carefully Kennedy reached out with the pole and straightened the picture. As he did so there was a flash, a loud, deafening report, and a great puff of smoke from the fireplace. The fire screen was riddled and over­ turned. A charge of buckshot shat­ tered the precious photograph of Elaine. We had dropped flat on the floor at the report. I looked about. Kennedy was unharmed and so were the rest. With a bound he was at the fire­ place, followed by Elaine and the rest of us. There, In what remained of a package done up rou^Lly in ne"WEpa per, was a shotgun with its barrel sawed off about six inches from the lock, fastened to a block of wood, sand connected to a series of springs on the trigger, released by a little electro­ magnetic arrangement actuated by two batteries and leading by wires up along the molding to the picture where the slightest touch would complete the circuit. A startled cry from Elaine caused us to turn. She was standing directly before her shattered picture where it hung awry xrn the wall. The heavy charge of buckshot had knocked away large pieces of paper and plaster under it. "Craig!" she gasped. He was at her side in a second. She laid one hand on his arm, as she faced him. With the other she traced an imaginary line in the air from the level of the buckshot to his head and then straight to the infernal thing that had lain in the fireplace "And to think," she shuddered, "that it was through me that he tried to kill you!" "Never mind," laughed Craig easily. as they gazed Into each other's eyes, drawn together by their mutual peril. "Clutching Hand will have to be cleverer than this to get either of us --Elaine!" (TO BE CONTINUED.) etry of universal life. Their sens* of the romance of science has fM* tered a broader and deeper appre­ ciation of the common sympathy of human and animal, plant and past earth life than the dry study of the biologists and geologists on one sidti, or the misleading sentimentalism of the animal fakers in literature on the other. They have brought the feel­ ing of out of doors home to students without repelling them with fiction, and to all humanity without leading It away from truth. Have You a Bad Back? Does your bank ache night and day, mak­ ing work a burden and rest impossible! Do you suffer stabbing, darting pains when stooping or lifting? Most bad backs are due to hidden trouble in the kidneys and If the kidney secretions are scant or too frequent of passage, proof of kidney trou­ ble Is complete. Delay may pave the way to serious kidney Ills. For bad backs and weak kidneys, use Doan's Kidney Pills-- recommended the world over. An Illinois Case *y>--. Q. - '***2408 Li. Farrand, Seventh Ave., Mollne, I1L, says: "Constant jarring from horseback riding weakened my kidneys and brought on terrible (attacks of back­ ache. I wai laid up three months, /unable to move without help. Three doctors treated me but my condition became w o r s q. Three boxes of Doan's Kidney Pills put my back In food shape and live boxes cured me." C«! Death"* Any Stor«, 80« a Bos DOAN'SVSIV FOSTER-M1LBURN CO.. BUFFALO.K.Y. NOTHES (HUT'S SWEET POWDERS FOR CHILDREN Relieve Ftverishaess, _ Constipa­ tion,Colds and. corrcct disorders of the »tomach an<i bowels. Used by | Mothers for 26 yfcrs. At all Dn:t- _ . Kists 25c, Sample mailed FREE. ftADEMABK. A<Sdre«8 A. •• Witlkri. 15. Vo MISTAKE MADE BY MOTHERS Effort to Exercise Too Great a Re­ straint on Child Is Deprecated by Writer. In the Woman's Home Companion appears the first of a series of articles on the care of children entitled "Your Children's Clothes." The author tells the following story and gives some good advice: "A child's clothing Is a factor of vrey great importance in the develop­ ment of the body and character. Last Bummer at the seashore a mother complained to me of her four-year-old boy, 'Johnnie cannot keep his clothes clean for five minutes!' "I watched the little boy at play, and though I saw the truth of the mother's complaint my sympathies were decidedly with the little boy, be­ cause the person at fault was not the child, but the mother. All that morn­ ing the little boy was harassed and suppressed as he probably had been from his earliest childhood, by such phrases as: 'Don't, Johnnie, you will get your clothes dirty!' "Here 'was a child whose develop­ ment was stunted and sacrificed for the sake of his clothes. He had never been given a chance to play freely, to exercise freely, to learn to do things by the actual doing of them, and so, therefore, he naturally bad never gained control over his muscles. He was flabby and clumsy, he stum­ bled over everything, he could hardly throw a pebble into the water without falling into it. This child, though ap­ parently well and strong, and bright enough, was practically helpless phys­ ically, and by this lack of muscle co­ ordination his mentality and spirit were affected." CUTICURA SOAP BATHS Followed by a Little Baby's Tender 8kln. Ointment for Trial Free. They afford infants and children great comfort, permit rest and sleep and point to speedy healment of ec­ zemas, rashes, ltchings, chaflngs and other Bleep destroying skin troubles. Nothing better at any price for the nursery and toilet. Sample each free by mail with Book. Address postcard, Cuticura, Dept. XT, Boston. Sold everywhere.--Adv. The Prune Club. "Why is the bass drummer always a dyspeptic?" asked the thin boarder, coming to breakfast. "Because the bass drum is tough," said the giddy blonde typewriter be­ tween biteis. "Not right," said the thin man. "Because beats don't agree with him," suggested the fat boarder, wip­ ing his brow with his paper napkin. "All wrong," came from the thin one. "Guess you'll give it up. Be­ cause the drum goes against his stom­ ach." Its Case. "So Austria, they say, is going to fight Italy partly with the spread of cholera?" "Yes, their attitude seems to be. 'Plague take them!'" No Wonder. She--How pale the moon i»! He--Yes; it's been out late for sev­ eral nights." TO UK OWN DRUGGIST Will TELL YOO Trw Murine Bye Remedy for Hed, Weax, Wat*ry Byes and Granulated Hycllds; No S11!* fust Hy« comfort. Write for hook of the iTye by mall free. Murine Kye HemtOj Co.. Chicago. Many a man looks upon marriage as an institution that enables him to put his property in his wife s name. Vacuum cleaners are finding a good market in Scotland. Safe Kidney and Liver Remedy Is a reliable and successful remedy for kidney and ' liver troubles. Its success has covered a period of 37 years, giving relief and remedy when other medicines have failed. It is pleasant to take, and is sold by all druggists. Two sizes, 50c and $1.00, at your drug­ gist, or direct, post­ paid on receipt <& price. Wrltfu QtcJtltl Winer's Stfe Raaedia €l ROCHESTER. N. Y. : • &