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The principal clue to the criminal is the warning letter which is sent the victims, ffigmHi wiih h "ciutehinsf liand." The lat est victim of the mysterious assassin is Taylor Dodge, the insurance president. Hia daughter, Elaine, employs Craig Ken nedy. the famous scientiflc detective, to try to unravel the mystery. What Ken nedy accomplishes is told by his friend Jameson, a newspaper man. Enraged at the determined effort which Elaine and Craig Kennedy are making to put an end to his crimes, the Clutching Hand, as this strange criminal is known, resorts to all sorts of the most diabolical schemes to put them out of the way. Each chap ter of the story tells of a new J>lot against their liv«s and of the way the threat detective uses all his skill to save thtS pretty girl end himself from death. FOURTEENTH EPISODE TtyE RECKONfNG. Paring tip and down his den In the heart of Chinatown, Long Sin was thinking iver his bargain with Ken nedy to betray the infamous Clutch ing Hand. At length he seated himself on a teakwood table still deliberating over the promise he had been forced to make to Kennedy. Suddenly an idea seemed to strike * him. Lifting a little hammer, he struck a Chinese gong on the table at his side. At the same time he I leaned over and turned the knob at the aide of a large roll-top desk. A few seconds later a sort of hatch- way, covered by a rug on the floor, In , od6 corner of the room, was slowly lifted and Long Sin's secretary, a pale, i cadaverous Chinaman, appeared from below. He stepped noiselessly into ' the room and shuffled across to Long Sin and handed him a letter. Long Sin scowled, as though some- ' thing had interfered with his own plans, but tore open the envelope with- - out a word, spreading out on his lap the sheet of paper it contained. The letter was a typewritten mes- ; cage, all in capitals, which read: "BE AT HEADQUARTERS AT 12. DESTROY THIS IMMEDIATELY." At the bottom of the note appeared the sinister signature of the Clutching Hand. Bowing low again, (the secretary shuffled - across and down again through the hatchway, closing the door as he descended. »' Long Sin read the note once more, while his inscrutable face assumed an expression of malicious cunning. With an air., of deliberation be ' reached for a match and struck it He had placed the paper in the flame '• when suddenly he seemed to change ! his mind. He hastily blew out the match, which had destroyed only a ' corner of the paper, then folded the note, carefully and plaped it ia his pocket •' A tew momenta later, with a' mallg- ; nant chuckle, Long Sin r6Sft slowly * and left the room. Meanwhile the master criminal was • busily engaged in putting the finishing ; touches to a final, scheme of fiendish Ingenuity for the absolute destruc- tlon of Craig Kennedy. He had been at work in a small room fitting up a sort of laboratory. In the mysterious house which now ; served as his headquarters. Clutching Hand, at a bench In one corner, had Just completed an Infernal machine of diabolical cunning, and was wrapping it carefully in paper to make an innocent package. He was Interrupted by a knock at the door. Laying down the bomb he went to answer the summons with a stealthy movement There stood Long Bin, who had disguised himself as a Chinese laundryman. '^On time--good!" growled Clutch ing Hand surlily as he closed the door with equal care. 'I, f No time waa wasted la useless tor- ' Qualities. "This is a bomb," he went on, point ing to the package. "Carry it care fully. On no account let it slip, or you are a dead man. It must bp in Kennedy's laboratory before night. Understand? Can you arrange it?" Long Sin glanced at the dangerous t package, then with an expressive look, replied, "Have no fear. I can do it. It will be in the laboratory within an t hunr. Trust me." Kennedy's laboratory I was watch' Ing Craig make some experiments with a new X-ray apparatus. We were oblivious to the passage of time, and only a call over our speak ing tube diverted our attention. 1 opened the door and a few seconds later Long Sin himself entered. Kennedy looked up inquiringly as the Chinaman approached, holding out £ package which he carried. ; - "A bomb," he said, in the most mat- ji.X. ter-of-fact way. "I promised to have /•'I it placed In your laboratory before P..j;:-:|'7 Bight." '--'piKennedy took the bomb and caire- |j£Vv; ••£*. fully placed it under the wonderful ^ l*ys, then with the fluoroscope over his - oyes studied the shadow cast by the y#. ,~ -*•; • "rays on its sensitive screen. B;; : "It's a bomb, sure enough," Craig ^ 4 ^claimed, locking up from it at last ^ ^ Ine* 11 by Ingenious I$L' and noiseless little piece of clockwork, in there, too. And it's powerful enough to blow us all, the laboratory included, to kingdom come." As be spoke, and before I could re monstrate with him, he took the in fernal machine and placed it on a table where he set to work on the most delicate and dangerous .piece of dissection of which I have ever heard. Carefully unwrapping the bomb and unscrewing one part while he held an other firm, he finally took otit of it a bottle of liquid and some powder. Then he placed a few grains of the powder on a di6h and dropped on it a drop or two of the liquid. There was a bright flash aa the powder ignited Instantly. "Just what I expectcd," commented Kennedy w'ith a nod, as he examined |he clever Workmanship of the bomb. •* One thing that interested him was that part. of the contents had been wrapped in paper to keep them in place. This paper he was now care fully examining with a microscope. As'nearly as I could make It out, the paper contained part of a typewrit ten cremical formula, which read: TINCTURE OF IODIN& THREE PARTS OF He looked up from his study i>f the microscope to Long Sin. "Tell me just how it happened that you got this bomb," he asked. Without hesitation the Chinaman re- j cited the circumstances, beginning I with the note by which he had been i summoned. | "A note?" repeated Kennedy, ea gerly. "Was it typewritten?" Long Sin reached into his pocket and produced the note itself, which he had not burned. As Craig studied the typewritten message from the Clutching Hand I could see that he was growing more and more excited. "At last he has given us something typewritten," he exclaimed. "To most people, I suppose, it seems that type writing is the best way to conceal Identity. But there are a thousand and one ways of identifying typewrit ing. "Look, Walter," he remarked at length, taking a fine tipped pencil and pointing at the distinguishing marks as he talked. "You will notice that all the 'T's' in this note are bat tered and faint as well as just a trifle out of alignment. Now I will place the paper from the bomb under the micro scope and you will see that the 'T's' in the scrap of formula have exactly the same appearance." I strained my eyes to look. Sure enough, Kennedy was right. There was that unmistakable identity be tween the T's In the formula and the note. Kennedy had been gazing at the floor, his face puckered in thought as looked. Suddenly he clapped hiB hands together, as if he had made a great discovery. I've struck it!" he exclaimed, Jump ing up. "I was wondering, where I had seen typewriting that reminds me of this. Walter, get on your coat and hat. We are on the right trail at last." With Long Sin we hurried out of the laboratory, leaving him at the nearest taxicab stand, where we jumped into a waiting car. "It is the clue of the battered 'T's,'" Craig muttered. Aunt Josephine was in the library knitting when the butler, Jennings, an nounced us. "Where is--Miss Dodge?" inquired Kennedy, with suppressed excitement as we entered. "I think she's out shopping, and I don't know just when she will be back," answered Aunt Joaenhlne, with some surprise. "Why? IB it anything important--any news?" "Very important," returned Kennedy excitedly. "I think I have the best clue yet Only--it will be necessary to look through some of the household correspondence immediately to see whether there are certain letters. I wo'^dn't be surprised if she had some iter arms a huge bunch of roses wbteh she had evidently Just received. The moment she saw Craig, how ever, she stopped short with a look of great surprise. Her* keen eye had not missed the fact that several of her letters lay scattered over the top of the de^Jk. "What are you doing with my let ters, Mr. Kennedy?" she asked, in an astonished tone, evidently resenting the unceremoniousness with which ho had apparently been overhauling her correspondence. As guardedly as possible, Kennedy met her inquiry, which I could not myself blame her for making. "I beg your pardon, Miss Dodge," he said, "but a matter has just come up which. necessitated merely a cur sory examination of some purely for mal letters which might have an im portant bearing on the discovery of the Clutching Hand. Your aunt had no idea where you were, nor when you might return, and tfie absolute neces sity for haste In stach an important matter is my only excuse for examin ing a few minor letters without first obtaining your permission." She said nothing. At another time such an explanation, would have been Instantly accepted. Now, however, it was different Kennedy read the look on her face and an instant later turned to Aunt Josephine and myself. "I would very much appreciate a sr«r that had hia f*<w, II by 2 ^ajor- human effort "I believe you really lore that man Kennedy," he exclaimed in a tone that was almost a hiss. "But I tell you, Elaine, he is all bluff. Why, he has been after that Clutching Hand now for three months--and what has bo accomplished? Nothing.!" He paused. Through Elaine's mind there flashed the contrast with Ken nedy's even, temper and deferential manner. Bennett* by another effort, seemed to grip his temper again. While Elaine and Bennett were talk ing Kennedy and I had entered the of fice. Craig stopped the boy who was about to announce us and asked fpr Bennett's secretary instead, much to my astonishment. We found the secretary hard at work at the typewriter, copying a legal document. Without a word Ken nedy at once locked the door. The secretary rose in surprise, but Craig paid no attention to him. In stead he calmly walked over to the machine and began to examine It - "Might I ask"--began the secretary. "You keep quiet," ordered Kennedy, with a nod to me to watch the fellow. "You are under arrest--and the less you say the better for you." I shall never forget the look that crossed the secretary's face. Was it the surprise of an innocent man? Taking the man's plsce at th« aa chance to say a few words to Miss chine Kennedy removed the legal pa in spite of closea uoors we could 1 finally agreed to Aid Cllhlfclmi > Kennedy Is About to Shoot When He Discovers That It Is Jameson and Not the Clutching Hand Who Lies There Before Him. :•> --perhaps not very personal--but I must see them." Kennedy lost no time. He went to a desk where Elaine generally sat, and quickly took out several type written letters. One after another he examined them closely, rejecting one after another, until finally he came to one that seemed to interest him. He separated It from the reBt and fell to studying it, comparing it with the paper from the bomb and the note which Long Sin* had received from the Clutching Hand. Then he folded the letter so that the signa ture and the address could not he read by us. A portion of the letter I recall, read something like this: "This is his contention: Whereas, TRUTH Is the only goal and MATTER is non-existent--" "Look at this, Walter," remarked Craig, with difficulty restraining him self. "What do you make of It?" A glance at the typewriting was suf ficient to show me that Kennedy had, indeed, made an important discovery. We stared at each other almost too dazed to speak. Dodge alone," he intimated. "I have had no such opportunity for some time. If you would be so kind as to leave us in the library--for a few min utes--" He did not finish the sentence. Aunt Josephine had already begun to withdraw and I followed. For a moment or two Craig and Elaine looked at each other, neither Aaying a word, each wondering just what was in the other's mind. Craig cleared his throat, the obvious manner of covering up his emotion. "Elaine," he said at length, dropping the recent return to "Miss Dodge," for the moment, "Elaine, is there, any truth in this morning's newspaper re port of--of you?" She had dropped her eyes. But he persisted, taking a newspaper clipping from his pocket and handing it to her. Her hand trembled as she glanced over the item: SOCIETY NOTES. Dame Rumor Is connecting tM name of Miss Elaine Dodge, the heiress, with that of Perry Ben nett the famous young lawyer. The announcement of an engage ment between them at any time would not surprise. Elaine read no farther. She handed back the clipping to Kennedy. As her eyes met his she noticed his expres sion of deep concern, and ^hesitated with the reply she had evidently been just about to make. Still, as she lowered her head, it Beemed to give silent confirmation to the truth of the newspaper report Kennedy said nothing, but his eyes continued to study her face. He suppressed his feelings with a great effort then, without a 'Word, bowed and left the room. "Walter," he exclaimed as he re joined UB in the drawing room, where I was chatting with Aunt Josephine, "we must be off again. The trail fol lows still farther." An hour or so later, Elaine, whose mind was now in a whirl from what had happened, decided to make a call on her lawyer and the confidant of her father, Perry Bennett. As Elaine entered Ifis private'offlce, Bennett rose to greet her effusively and they exchanged a few words. "I mustn't forget to thank you for those lovely roses you sent me," she exclaimed at length. "They were beautiful, and I appreciated them ever so much." A moment later Bennett led the ccnversation around until he found an opportunity to make a tactful allusion to "the report of their engagement in the morning papers. He had leaned over, and now at tempted to take her hand. She with drew it, however. There was some thing about his touch which, try as she might, she could not like. Was it mere prejudice -or was • it her keen woman's intuition? Bennett looked at her a moment per that pi in it and put jtn* a new sheet Th^n he tapped out, «s we watched: BE AT l+EADQUART&flS AT 12. DE STROY THIS IMMEDIATELY. TINCTURE OF IODINE * THREE PARTS OF-- This is his contention -- whereas TRUTH is the only goal and MATTER is nonexistent-- "Look, Walter," he exclaimed as he drew out the paper from the machine. I bent over, and together we com pared the T's with those in the Clutch ing Hand letter, the paper from the bomb and the letter which Craig had taken from Elaine's desk. . As Craig pointed • out the resem blances with a pencil * my amaze ment gradually changed into comprehension and comprehension into conviction. The meaning of it all began to dawn On me. The writing was identical. There were no differences! While we were locked in the secre tary's office Bennett and Blaine were continuing their chat on various social topics. Suddenly, however, with a glance at the clock, Bennett told Elaine that he had an important letter to dic tate and that it must go off at once. She said that she would excuse him a few minutes, and he pressed a but ton to call his secretary. Of course, the secretary did not ap pear. Bennett left his office, with some annoyance, and went into' the ad joining room, the door to which Ken nedy had not locked. He hesitated a moment, then opened the door quietly. To his astonishment he saw Kennedy, the secretary and myself apparently making a close ex amination of the typewriter. Gliding, rather than walking back into his own office, he closed the door and locked it. Almost Instantly fear and fury at the presence of his hated rival, Kennedy, turned Bennett, as it were, from the Jekyll of a polished lawyer and lover of Elaine into an In sanely jealous and revengeful Mr. Hyde. With a look of intense horror and loathing Elaine watched him slowly change from the composed, calm, In tellectual Bennett she knew and re spected into a repulsive, mad figure of a man. And his long, sinewy hand slowly twisted and bent until he became the personal embodiment of the Clutching Hand. As Elaine, transfixed with terror, watched Bennett's astounding meta' morphosis, he ran to the door leading to the outer office and hastily locked that also. Then, with his eyes gleaming with rage and his lyinds working in murder^ ous frenzy, he crouched nearer and nearer, toward Elaine, She shrank back, screaming again and again In terror. He was the Clutching Hand now plainly honr HHaine'a shrl«?<R Ci-ilfe, aviiixsiaiy ana uiyself made a-rush for the door to Bennett's pri vate office. Finding it locked, we be gan to batter It Kennedy found that it was Impos sible to batter down the door in time by any ordinary means. Quickly he seized the typewriter and hurled it through the panels. Then he thrust his hand through the opening and turned the catch. As we flung ourselves into the room Bennett rushed Into a closet in a cor ner, slamming the door behind him. It was composed of sheet iron, and effec tually prevented anyone from break ing through. Kennedy and I tried vain ly, however, to pry it open. While we were thus endeavoring to force an entrance Bennett, In a sort of closet, had pnt on the coat, hat and mask which he invariably wore In the character of the Clutching Hand. Then he cautiously opened a secret door in the back of the closet and slowly made an exit. Meanwhile thp secretary bad been doing his best to revive Elaine, who was on the floor, hysterical and half unconscious from the terrible shock she had experienced. Intent on^ discovering Bennett's whereabouts, Kennedy'and I examined the wall of the office, thinking there might be some button or secret spring which would open the closet door. While we were doing so the door of a large safe In the secretary's of fice gradually opened, and the Clutch ing Hand emerged from it, stepping carefully toward the door leading to the outer office, intent on escaping in that direction. At that moment I caught sight of him, and, leaping into the secretary's office, I drew my revolver and ordered him to throw up his hands. He obeyed. Holding up both hands, he slowly drew near the door to his private of fice. Suddenly he dropped one hand and pressed a hidden spring in the wall, Instantly a heavy iron door shot out' and closed over the wooden door. En trance to the private office was abso lutely cut off. With an angry snarl the Clutching Hand leaped at me. As he did so I fired twiee. He staggered back. The shots were heard by Kennedy and Elaine as well as the secretary, and at the same instant they discov ered the Iron door which barred the entrance to the secretary's office. Rushing into the outer office they found the clerks excitedly attempting to open the door of the secretary's office, which was locked. Kennedy drew a revolver and shot through the lock, bursting open the door. They rushed into the room. Clutching Hand was apparently seat ed in a chair at a desk, his face bur ied in his arms, while I was appar ently disappearing through the door. Kennedy and the clerks pounced upon the figure in the chair and tore off his mark. To their astonishment they discovered it was myself! My shots had missed, and Clutching Hand had leaped on me with mad dened fury. Dressed In my coat and hat, which he had deftly removed after overpow ering me, Clutching Hand had by this time climbed through the window of the outer office and was making his way down the fire escape to the street He reached the foot of the iron steps, leaped off and ran quickly away. Shouting a few directions to the sec retary, the clerks and Elaine, Kennedy climbed through the window and dart ed down the fire escape in swift pur> suit. The Clutching Hand, however, man aged to elude capture again. While these exciting events were occurring in Bennett's office some queer doings were in progress In the heart of Chinatown. Deep underground, in one of the catacombs known only to the inner most members of the Chinese secret societies. Was Tong Wah, popularly known as "the blder," engaged in some mysterious work. Before him were eight odd-shaped Chinese vials, and from these he was carefully measuring certain propor tions, as if concocting some powerful potion. He stepped back and looked around suspiciously as he suddenly heard footsteps above. The next moment Long Sin, who had entered through a trap door, climbed down a long lad der and walked into the room. Approaching Tong Wah, he asked When will the death drink be ready?" It is now prepared," was the re ply. A few minutes later the Clutching Hand drove up to Long Sin's house in the taxicab and, after paying the chauffeur, went to the door and knocked sharply. In response to bis knocking, Long Sin appeared on the threshold and mo tioned to Bennett to come In, evident ly astonished to see-him. As he entered, Bennett made a se cret sign and said: "I am the Clutch ing Hand. Kennedy is close on my trail, and I have come to be hidden." In a tone which betrayed alarm and fear the Chinaman Intimated that he had no place in which Bennett could be concealed with any degree of safety. For a moment Bennett glared sav agely at Long Sin. "1 possess hidden plunder ^orth seven million dollars," he pleaded quickly, "and if by your aid I can make a getaway, a seventh is yours." The Chinaman's cupidity was clear ly excited by Bennett's offer, while the bare mention of the amount at stake was sufficient to overcome all his scruples. After exchanging a few words be Hand, St .«&• floor of the room in which tber wato standing, he led Bennett down a step- ladder into the subterranean chamber in which Tong Wah had so recently been preparing his mysterious potion. As Bennett sank Into a chair and passed his hands over his brow in utter weariness. Long Sin poured into a cup some of the liquor of death, which Tong Wah had mixed. He hand ed it to Bennett, who drank it eagerly. "How do you propose to help me to escape?" asked Bennett huskily. Without a word Long Sin went to the wall, and, grasping one of the stones, pressed it back, opening a large receptacle, In which there were two glass coffins apparently contain ing two dead Chinamen. Pulling out the coffins, he pushed them before Bennett, who rose to his feet and gazed unon them with wonder. Long Sin broke the silence: "These men," he said, "are not dead; but they have been in this condition for many months. It is what is called in your language suspended animation." "Is that what you intend to do with me?" asked Bennett, shrinking back in terror. The Chinaman nodded in affirmation as he pushed back the coffins. Overcome by the horror of the idea Bennett, with a groan, sank back into the chair, shaking his head as if to in dicate that the plan was far too ter rible to carry out. With a sinister smile and a shrug of* his shoulders Long Sin pointed to the cup from which Bennett had drank. But, dear master," he remarked suavely, "you have already drank a full dose of the potion which causes insensibility, and it is overcoming you. Even now," he added, "you axe too weak to rise." With a malicious chuckle Long Sin moved closer to his victim and spoke again. "Divulge where your seven million dollars are hidden," he suggested craftily, "and I will give you an anti dote." By this time Bennett, who ws« be coming more rigid eacb moment, was unable to speak. Slowly, and after a desperate strug gle, he managed to raise one kaxrt and pointed to his breast pocket. The Chinaman instantly-thrust in his hand and drew out a map. For some moments Long Sin exam ined the map intently, and, with a g-ria. of satisfaction, he placed It in his owir' pocket. Then he mixed what hQ de clared was a sure antidote, and, ing some of the liquor Into a cap, he held it to Bennett's lips. As Bennett opened his mouth to drink it, Long Sin with a laugh slowly pulled the cup away and poured its contents on the floor. By this time I was slowly recovering my senses in the secretary's office, where Bennett had left me in the dis guise of the Clutching Hand. Elaine^ the secretary and the 'clerks were gathered around me, doing all thef could to revive me.' Meanwhile Kennedy had enljsted the aid of two detectives and waa scouring the city for a trace of Ben nett or the taxicab in which he had fled. Somehow, Kennedy suspected, la* stinctively, that Long Sin might give a clue to Bennett's whereabouts, and a few moments later, we were all on our way in a car to Long Sin's house. Though we did not know it, Long Sin, at the moment when Kennedy knocked at his door, was feeling in hit inside pocket to see that the map he had taken from Bennett was perfectly safe. Finding that he had it he smiled with, his peculiar oriental guile. Then he opened the doo£ and stood for • moment, silent "Where is Bennett?" demanded Kea» nedy. Long Sin eyed us all, then, with * placid smile, said, "Follow me. I will show you." There was Bennett, seated rigidly in the chair beside the table, from whi$h' the vials and cups, about which we knew nothing, had been removed. "How did it happen?" asked Ken nedy. "He came here," replied Long'Sin, with a wave of his hand, "and before I could stop him he did away with him* self." "Well, we've got him," mused Ken nedy, shaking, his head sadly, adding after a pause, "but he is dead." Elaine, who had followed us down, covered her eyes with her Viands and was sobbing convulsively. I thought she would faint, but Kennedy led her gently away into an upper room As he placed her in an easy chair, he bent over her, soothingly. "Did you--did you--really--love him?" he asked in a low tone. Still shuddering, and with an eager look at Kennedy, Elaine shook her beautiful head. 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I've bad servant* leave me to get married, and because they were needed at home, and be cause they found pleasant employment at summer resorts, but4 you are ac tually quitting to get more money than I can afford to pay. What will my friends think when they kil#W that?"--Detroit Free Press. , What Ailed It "Your town sems aw^ul dead, a scourge of any kind?" asked lfc%; stranger. t "No," answered the cltisen. " "No smallpox or yellow fever?" "No." * "No flood or famine?" "No." ' 7. ' "Well, what ails your town tlis : year?" ' " ! "Nothing ails It this year,_bnt^» boom struck it last year." Journal. An Opposite "bet mo down easy." "Why should I?" "Because I'm hard up. Reaaon. The authors have Involved ciiaine «n «nwn«« ••• w thrilling and sensational experl- g, ences more interesting than her previous ones, which w*i!! be re- ^ !$ lated in the coming Installments. ^ M You will find them highly enter* A U - . .V A 800D WORD FOR THE MULE renjte' Cp.urt of Missouri Hands Down Decision in Favor 6# Abused Quadruped. i^.w^at 18 described by Justice Lamm of the suprente court of r' ̂ 4V; Missouri as a "celebrated case" the V ' V * " ( e o u r t h a s h a n d e d d o w n a d e c i s i o n e x - CtW. . ..Operating the Missouri mule. Some t'vFX'-L4 " i'-X years ago one Lyman sued one Dale 7> fcr damages done to taw plaintiff's IE jynSKT bjr "the aforesaid wild and un ruly mule." After being considered by justices of the peace, one circuit judge, three judges of the court of appeals and four supreme court justices the mule is exonerated by Judge Lamm as follows: "There are sporadic instances of mules behaving badly. That one that Absalom rode and 'went from under' him at a crisis in his fate, for Instance. 'The mule don't kick according to no rule,' saith the American negro. His voice has been a matter of derision aa4 there are those who' put their tongue in their cheek when speaking of it. "However, the faithfulness, surefoot- edness and good sense of the mule, all matters of common knowledge, may be allowed to stand over against his faults and create a preponderance in the scale in his favor." r1 • •: •{•: 7* * W'?* ' V v; ii. _: D#ders of Chivalry. * times it is interesting" to' re wards for valor similar to the Hrltlsh Victoria oro*«. France confers her distinctive badges in the fairly famil iar form of the Legion of Honor. Germany Is proud of her Iron cross, while Austria confers her Ancient Or der of Maria Theresa on her heroes. Russia distributes her Cross of St. Vladimir sparingly to her gallant sol diers. ' Denmark has one of the most Illus trious orders of chivalry, the" Order of the Elephant, which ranks as high as the British Order of the Garter. Sweden has her noble Order of the Seraph, founded in 1120". This order was limited to 23 natives and eight foreigners. Spain is justly proud of her Order of the Golden Fleece, which is, and has always been, sparingly be stowed. Italy decorates her most herow war riors with her military Medal ot Merit. Portugal has the Tower and Sword, a very old order. Sardinia has a medal for distin guished conduct on the fleW of battle, and a special military decoration be sides for deeds of outstanding conr- '.1^ 7 ' Booking a Route. "I»'m all mixed up again. Am I due tomorrow evening at the Wombat re ception or the Billtop ball?" "I don't know, mother. Why dont you hire a booking agency to arrange your dates?"--Louisville Courier-Jour- nal. It never will du no good to make a fuss wl' a man; If yew just waits and lets him have his own way, he'll punish hl6self 1' the end.--Ellen To Build * Strong Children Supply tSor g^wing bodies with right food, so that Brain, and Muscle, and Bone devel opment may evenly balance- WOOD waa originated to supply, b proper proportion, die very elements required by die human body ,far giuwlk and repair. To supply children a dish of Gimpe-Nuta and cream for breakfast regularly, a to start them on the road to "There a a for Grape>Nuti Sold by grocew.s^Ml i wi >5 ,11 % 4 • r