;ta. H'HEXRY PLAINDEALER, M'HENRY. ItL - • The Exploits of Elaiine JjOttmctivm Novml and a Motion Picture By ARTHUR B. REEVE TVWd-Known Novelist aid die Gator of UK"CraigK«u»dy"S<ori«i rnnnliil iaCoIUkoration With the P»tlm Players ami the Eclectic Film Conpuqr Cerrriftn. W*4- W tf* 5tIt Company All Foreign Kitht» Rc*rre« i& im s«r.; 8YNOP8I8. The New Tork police are mystified by a •eriee of murders and other crimes. The Srinctpal clue to the criminal is the warn-»g 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 Ken nedy. the famous scientific detective, to try to unravel the mystery. What Ken nedy accomplishes is told by his .friend. Jameson, a newspaper man. After many fruitless attempts to put E\a|ne and Craig Kennedv out of the way the Clutch ing Hand is at last found to be none other than Perry Bennett, Klaine's lawyer and the man she is engaged to marry. Ben- nett flees to the den of one of his *_hl- ' nese criminals The Chinaman forces from Bennett the secret of the whereabouts o J7 000,000. Then lie gives the lawyer a po tion which 'will suspend animation for months. Kennedy reaches Bennetts side just after he has lost conscioush. ss. TWENTY-THIRD EPISODE THE TELLTALE HEART. Elaine had dropped in one afternoon to see Kennedy at the laboratory. Craig was working over a straight- backed chair which stood close to the wall. On the arms were short straps, apparently to fasten down the arms of the sitter. As they chatted, Elaine watched Craig curiously, examining the chair and especially the left arm, on which was placed a metal disk in such a way that the wrist of anyone sitting In the chair could be strapped in con tact with it. Finally Kennedy at tached a pair of electric wires from beneath the chair arm, connecting •with the disk, and running down one of the legs, thence through a crack In the floor to the back room of the • laboratory. "What is it?" asked Elaine. "It looks like a death chair." "Scarcely as bad as that," laughed Kennedy, taking up a large clock- faced dial which had a single hand •evidently intended to be swung around fcy some force through the graduated •cale on its face. "This is the sphyg mograph--a scientific 'third degree, he explained, indicating both the chair and the dial. "It reads a person's thoughts and feelings through the pressure of the blood." • • • • • • • I was on my way from the Star of fice when I happened to spy a face in the crowd that seemed familiar. It was of a Chinaman, and, although I t ^fould not just place him, I knew that .V, f had seen him somewhere before. I 1 decided to play detective. • •*>" V Not many minutes before, down in '4 that secret den in which the serpent :5<)%u concocted his villainies, that wor- ^|hy had been at work again, tireless. With' subtle satisfaction, he had held i In his hand, which was carefully gloved in rubber, a small glass tube, . |>erhaps three-quarters of an inch in diameter. In the tube was a minute but al most priceless particle of that strange element, radium. For a moment Wu regarded it, then took up a hand kerchief that lay before Mto. Already he had ripped a stitch or two from the seam in the hem. He slipped the little radium tube into the hem of the handkerchief. "Here," he said gruffly to a servant, "'Take this letter and the other thing to Inez. You know the address." OA uptown he went until he came to a rather ordinary looking apart ment house. He went in without dis covering that I was following. I glanced abtm. No one was watch- ing me. Then, to be sure that 1 .would recognize the house, I noted „lt by marking a small cross with a pen cil on the stonework of the steps. I did not know at the time, but I found out later that upstairs the mes senger rapped at a door which was answered by a maid, a mulatto with a marked gypsy cast of features. The maid opened the door into the hallway and admitted the messenger. Inez took the note and the lead case, waving to the maid to leave her. Then she tore open the note and read: "Have her bind the Inclosed over her eyes. If in place three minutes, blindness will result in a few days." "Tell the master I shall have it done as he directs," she said to the Chinaman as she followed him to the door. Inez turned and went into the back room, her boudoir, where the maid 1 was waiting. She brought out from a closet a rather gaudy yellow dress, a tambourine, a headdress and some other materials. "Now, I want you to put this on, she instructed the maid. "Here in this box I have a handkerchief which I want you to use. Tie it over her eyes and keep it there--three min utes at least; longer if you can." As I looked at the house outside it Immediately occurred to me to let Craig know what had happened, and I sought the nearest telephone booth and called the laboratory. Elaine had just ijjone when I called up, and I told my story of having seen and trailed the messenger and marked the house. As I turned away at my end of the Mne Kennedy hastened to join me. I returned to the apartment, betit on carrying out Craig's orders. To my surprise, when I rang the bell, the door was opened by a colored maid. I had not expected to get in at all, but this seemed easy. The maid brought me a chair, and I took it. I did not notice, however, that she was careful to place it in a particular spot with the back to the wall. I laid my hat and gloves on the table. As I did so, one glove must have dropped on the floor in an incon spicuous place by the leg of the table. I sat down while the maid left me for a moment to call her mistress: In my best detective manner I gazed about the room, endeavoring to ex tract some clue. I was about to ex amine the room more closely when I heard someone coming and restrained my interest in the surroundings. Inez entered, and I rose. "Won't you sit dowp?" she asked, with exaggerated politeness. "Fbr what am I indebted to you for this vifit?" "Well," I replied, "perhaps you re call the last time we met.** Inez stood by the table, listening to me. I thought a bit mockingly. As I spoke her hand moved to the edge of the table. Suddenly, before I knew it, the room swam before my eyes and all was blackness. Inez had moved her hand over and had pressed a secret knob. A bar in the wall Just beside my head had sprung out, striking me a terrific blow and knocking me out. The maid, who had run In, and Inez lifted me up, unconscious, and car ried me into the back room. It was scarcely five minutes after that Kennedy came to the entrance to the apartment. There he noted the mark which I had made. He had just decided to go in, when he heard a noise. It was Cissy, arrayed in all her glory, going out, with a parting word of instruction from Inez. He drew back into the angle of the hall. I was still unconscious, and Inez was standing over me when she heard the tinkle of the bell. Craig unconsciously took the very chair in which I had been sitting and sat down nonchalantly. A she saw him, she had given a little gasp. As Craig watched her keenly, how ever. he was able to discover that, underneath her calm exterior, she was very nervous and excited. "Well?" demanded Kennedy with an enigmatical smile. "You didn't expect to see me again--so soon, did you?" Inez seemed to be overcome for the moment. She rose and moved over to the table. "Walt a minute," interrupted Ken nedy. '"Come back and sit down. I have something to say to you." Nervously her hand gripped the table and moved - along toward the secret knob. Kennedy notice it, but he had not moved his chair from the position in which it had been placed for me. At that moment, though, his eye fell on my glove, which I had Inadvertently dropped on the floor. He reached down and picked It up. As he did so the bar in the wall flew out, just missing his head as he bent over. Seeing that her scheme had failed, Inez made a dash for the door. Ken nedy sprang to his feet and seized her. Elaine, on her return from the lab oratory, had gone to the conservatory of the Dodge house, and there was busying herself pruning the rose bushes. Once she happened to glance up at the end nearest the Btreet. She could see a strolling gypsy going by, and the gypsy, apparently, had spied her through the open window. "Good afternoon, mistress," greeted the gypsy con ing up to the fence. "Wouldn't you like tc have me read your fortune?" Elaine was lonesome. She looked the gypsy over, and the picturesque- ness of the woman appealed to her. Laughingly, she consented, and the gypsy entered. The gypsy took Elaine's hand and looked at it carefully. "You are in danger from a powerful Oriental crim inal," announced the gypsy at last. Elaine was, to say the least, Im pressed. "He iB a very dangerous man," went on the gypsy. "And that is not all," the gypsy hint ed. "In darkness 1 could make you see the vision of your persecutor and his den." She nodded knowingly at Elaine, and at the,same time from a fold of her dress drew out the lead case, managed to open it and took out the handker chief. Above the table she twisted It into a flat band. "Let me show you," she said, hand ing the handkerch'ef to Elaine. "Tie that over your eyes." Elaine was sitting with her own handkerchief in her hand, but she turned quickly. When she faced the gypsy again she had a bandage flat over her eyes. "Now, mistress, try--let yourself go," urged the gypsy. "Let me guide your mind. I will show you." Elaine did try to put herself in the frame of mind the gypsy wanted. "Do you see anytbiug?" she asked. "Not yet," returned Elaine. "Try--let yourself go--forget this room, forget time," urged the gyp*y. • • • ' • • • • • Craig looked from my glove to the face of Ines. "Where Is Mr. Jameson ?** he de manded sternly. - "I don't know," she replied, facing him defiantly. "You do know," contradicted Craig, forcing her to accompany him and leading her Into her back room. As they entered her boudoir, Ken nedy saw my foot protruding <rom the blanket she hid thrown over me. He pulled it off. "Well!" he exclaimed, starting back, "I'll be--" His exclamation was cut short by the ringing of the telephone bell. Inez took a step toward it. "None of that," interrupted Ken nedy, stopping her. "You keep quiet. I'll answer it. Hello!" It seemed that, perhaps half an hour after he had dispatched the messenger to Inez, Wu decided to call her up to see whether everything was going as he had planned. He had asked for her number. As the operator gave him the call, he heard a man's voice an swering. Instantly he was all suspicion. He waited to hear no more, but quickly hung up .the receiver. So it happened that Kennedy got no answer. "You haVe a remarkable face," Ken nedy remarked at length. "Your com posure is wonderful. But, young lady, I believe that was your Chinese friend, Wu Fang. At any rate I am going to try to find out. Do you think you can locate that call?" he asked when he finally got the operator. "No, I can't locate it exactly," came back the reply a minute later from the girl at the telephone exchange. "But it came from Chinatown--somewhere on Pell Btreet, I think." Kennedy thanked her, hung up the receiver and faced Inez. „ He was Just in time to prevent her destroying Wu's message. There was the crumpled note. He took it and read It. Kennedy looked up quickly from the ominous message to the inscrutable face of Inez. As he considered the note, his mind worke'd rapidly. Quite apparently it was Elaine against whom the new peril was directed. But what wa>s it that could blind her? He thought a moment. Could it be ra dium? • Craig seized the telephone and called the Dodge house. ' • • • * . • * * Some minutes passed after Elaine had bound the handkerchief over her eyes. She sat opposite the gypsy, but, try as she would, she could see no vision that Bhe did not herself conjure up. "Mr, Kennedy on the telephone," an nounced Jennings. "Will you answer it, auntie?" asked Elaine. "Tell him I'll call him up in a few minutes." Aunt Josephine followed Jennings out and went down the hall to the li brary, where Bhe picked up the re ceiver which Jennings had left. "Oh, Mrs. Dodge, is that you?" Craig asked anxiously. "Where is Elaine?" "She's in the conservatory. There's a gypsy here. They're sitting there like a couple of ninnies waiting for a vision of--" "Good heavens," interrupted Craig, "not with a handkerchief over her eyes, is she? YeB? Quick--tell her to --rip It off yourself--quick--quick!" Aunt Josephine knew Craig too well to stop to ask why. In great excite ment she dropped the telephone and almost ran from the library. As Bhe entered the conservatory she could hear the low droning voice of the gyp sy. She had pulled the bandage from her own eyes and was watching Elaine keenly. The gypsy was on her feet in an In stant with an air of Bneering triumph. "You--you criminal!" cried Aunt Joshephine. "Help! Jennings, help!" The fake gypay was looking wagerly about the room, apparently for a means of escape. Juat then Jennings hurried in. "Jennings,'" cried Aunt Josephine, "seise that woman!" .As Jennings approached .her, the gypsy suddenly developed a remark able strength. She gave him a shove that sent him reeling. His foot caught utes after Kennedy had discovered that Blaine was safe that they started from the Dodge house. • • • • • • • Left alone with Inez, I began to follow out Kennedy's instructions. "Come," I menaced , with the gun. "Get your hat on. I want you to go with me. One word on the way and I'll have you arrested at once. Other- on the edge of the fountain and hejj wise, you may get a chance." staggered a minute, unable to recover j I did not know it at the time, hut his balance, then, with a great splash, ^'ust as we were about to start and fell in. The gypsy turned and fled through the palms, Elaine and Aunt Josephine following her. She ran as far as she could, coming up to the glass wall that formed the inner end of the conservatory. Further retreat was impossible. She seized a little rustic chair and dashed it through the glass. Cautious ly, she managed to make her way through the opening she had broken. Jennings had, by this time, picked himself out of the fountain and, drip ping, joined Elaine and Aunt Jose phine in the chase. Out in the garden at last, the gypsy dropped down be hind a thick bush. At that moment a cab pulled up furiously before the house, and Ken nedy leaped out and rushed In. The gypsy had gained Just time enough. If she had gone on Kennedy might /have seen her. The others were, apparently, look ing for her in every direction except the right one. She saw her chance. Stealthily she managed to slip out of the garden by the back way. As Kennedy dashed down the hall and Into the library he met Elaine's maid, Marie, as pale as a ghost. "For heaven's sake, Marie," he panted, "where are they all?" "In the conservatory, sir," she point ed. "Didn't you hear the glass break?'* "Glass?" he repeated, running ahead of her now. Kennedy came upon Elaine, Aunt Josephine and Jennings still vainly searching about, just as they lost track of the gypsy. "Where did she go--that way?" asked Jennings. "Hang the gypsy," interrupted Craig. "Let her go--you missed her anyway. But, Elaine--tell me--what happened?" Aunt Josephine reached down and picked up the handkerchief she had torn from Elaine's eyes. "She bound |t over her eyes," she explained to Craig. Kennedy examined the handkerchief closely. Evidently he was looking for were moving toward the door, the gypsy, breathless and fagged, reached the hallway of the apartment. She was about to go in when she heard Inez and myself going out. She dropped back into the convenient shel ter which Kennedy had used before, and when we came out we did not see anyone in the hall. As we dis appeared, she emerged and cautiously followed us. In spite of my fears Inex went with out a scene to the laboratory. We entered, I, at least, not knowing that a pair of black eyes watched every movement. The fake gypsy saw us go in, then hastily came out of a door way into which she had slipped and hurried downtown. It was not long after I arrived, how ever, that Kennedy, and Elaine joined me at the laboratory. Kennedy had evidently carefully prepared just what he intended to do. Quickly he forced Inez Into the chair which- he had al ready shown Elaine, and fastened the straps about her arms. "Walter, will you and Elaine go Into the next room?" he asked as he fin ished securing the woman. A moment later he followed carry ing the dial of the sphygmograph. He fastened it to the concealed wires that connected with the arms of the chair, describing to us in a whisper the ac tion of the strange little instrument which by blood pressure read not only the disease of the heart, but even the secret emotions. He had purposely left the door be tween the front and hack rooms ajar, but he did not intend that Inez should hear this explanation. "We know that Wu Fang's head quarters are on Pell street," he con cluded to us in his muffled tone. "The sphygmograph will tell us the number, if we ask her the right questions. She may keep silent, but she cannot con ceal her feelings from this instru ment." Already, although we did not know it, the gypsy had gone straight to Wu Fang's apartment. Wu had been get- In the apartment of Inez, Kennedy was now endeavoring to get Aunt Jo sephine on the telephone again. But neither he nor the central could seem to get any answer from the Dodge house. Meanwhile I was slowly recovering consciousness and had managed to get on my feet. Dazed though I still was, I could see that Kennedy had discov ered something terrible, in order to have had to neglect me so long. He was working the receiver up and down frantically now. Finally he hung It up. By the expression on his face I gathered that, whatever it was, he feared the worBt. His face wrinkled in thought, he gazed, perplexed, first at Inez, cold and defiant, then toward me. He seemed greatly surprised to see thut I was myself again so soon, after being laid out flat. "Walter," he asked earnestly, "do you think you could watch this girl now?" "Why--yes--I can do it," I replied reassuringly. "Then take this gun," he directed. "Don't let her touch a thing--and keep your eye peeled all the time. She's a tough customer. I want you, as soon as you feel able, to take her over to the laboratory and wait." I nodded and he dashed out. * • « • • • * "Why, auntie, what's the matter?" asked Elaine, wondering at the sud denness with which the bandage had been torn from her eyes. 'What doe# it all mean?" "You--you criminal!" repeated Aunt Josephine accusingly at the gypsy, then turning to Elaine, "Why, Craig called up and warned me not to let her put anything over your eyes. I didn't wait to hear any n\ore. I Just ran in and tore the thing off. Our Shouts Seemed to Give Elaine Redoubled Strength. something concealed in it and did not find it. Perplexed, he looked first from Elaine then to Aunt Josephine. Are you looking for the gypsy's handkerchief?" Elaine asked finally, seeing his astonishment. Then she stooped and picked up another hand kerchief from the floor "Here it is. It didn't look very clean, so when Bhe wasn't looking I dropped It and used my own." Kennedy was speechless with re lief. He took the other handkerchief and rapidly ran his hand over it. At last he came to a little hard lump in the hem. He ripped it open. There was the little tube of radium! "You're lucky," he exclaimed. "If you had had that tube over your eyes it would have done its work in a few minutes. You might not feel It for Bome timev but you would have been blinded at least in a few days, if not hours." Both Elaine and Aunt Josephine were overcome as they thought of the peril from which Elaine had been so narrowly rescued., Even Kennedy could not restrain, a shudder. For the moment he forgot even about 'Inez. Then, suddenly, he recollected. "Oh, by the way," he exclaimed, "I've had Walter take a woman over to the laboratory. He must be there by this time. I wish that you would get your things on and go over with me. I think that you can help me get something out of her. She's as cool, calm and calculating as a sphinx. But I haVe a scheme that may lead us at last up to this devilish Chinaman." Elaine motioned to Marie and, when the maid returned, hurried into her coat and hat. It was only a few min ting anxious about his scheme when his servant announced that Inez's maid was outside. "Bring her in immediately," Wu thundered. The maid came in, frightened, blurt ing out what had happened to her and what she had seen at the apartment of her mistress. Wu listened, his face repressing the rag ing fury he felt. "Quick--my street clotheB," he or dered of his servant, then, as he threw them on, added to the gypsy "Wait here, until-1 return." It was only a few minutes after he had been warned by the gypsy that Wu himself glided into the hall lead ing to the main room of the labora tory. He listened a moment, then, hearing nothing, waB about to • open the door with his skeleton key. As he started to do so, his eyes fell on the fire escape outside. He reconsidered. Perhaps it would be best to reconnoiter. Snakelike he wormed his way up the Are escape w hich led to the back room. There as we .grouped ourself about the sphygmograph while Kennedy ex plained his plans, Wu's sinister face gazed In at us for a moment, then withdrew. Silently he made his way down again to the ground. In the back room Kennedy took his place near the .doorway, while Elaine and I bent over the dial. "Now, Walter," he began In an as sumed rhetorical tone, "you remem ber ^ve traced that fellow, Wu Fang, to Pell street. Let me see. What was that number? One?" He paused. I saw the needle jump slightly at the mention of Pell street, then fall back at the number, >"Two?" went on Kennedy. Ths needle scarcely oscillated. "Three--four--five," came slowly. Inez's face, though we could not see» It, was tense and set - She seemed dej termined not to betray a thing. Yet * the harder she tried to control the out- ward expression of her feelings the more she betrayed herself by the in ward blood pressure which the uncan ny little instrument before us re corded. As Kennedy kept on counting the indicator slowly, but steadily, rose, registering her suppressed emotions. Elaine and I watched the dial, bending over it witji intense Interest. Outside in the hall, Wu had again come to the laboratory door. Thla time he drew out his key and softly opened it and entered. For a moment he stood confronting Inez, alone in the chair. Quickly he raised his finger to his lips, indicating silence. Kennedy kept on counting. As he neared the right number Wu drew a revolver and raised it high over his head. Twice he shot Into the air. Suddenly, just before the shots, the dial had unaccountably jumped ten or a dozen points. What did it mean? held it up and Kennedy looked at it In wonder. He was about to take a step toward the laboratory whea the pistol shots rang out. The dial hand fell back to zero! We rushed into the laboratory. Inez lay back in the chair, apparently dead. Not a soul was In sight, but the hall door was open. Come on," shouted Kennedy, hurry ing out into the hall, as I was about to 8top before Inez. I followed and Elaine came along after me, pausing at the door to watch us run down the hall. Slowly a cabinet under the labora tory table back of her swung open, and the evil, murderous face of the Chinese master criminal appeared from the refuge to which he had dropped after the shots which he had fired to frighten Inez. Silently he crept toward Elaine, standing with her back to him. with one powerful movement he swept Elaine back Into the laboratory and to the floor and slammed the door, locking it. Another instant and he ran to Inez and unfastened her. She had merely fainted and was now coming to. Down the hall we had discovered no one when suddenly we heard the sti fled scream of Elaine. Back we rushed to the door. But it was locked and jammed. - Wu had finished releasing Inez by this time and, with her, rushed Into the back room. As he did so Elaine managed to get to her feet and fol low In time to see Wu smash the win dow to the fire-escape with a chair and half shove Inez through to safety. He was about to follow when he spied the sphygmograph and seized It. That brought him face to face With Elaine. She snatched the record from him. With an oath he struggled with her for It. / By this time Kennedy and I had forced the door and were In the out er laboratory. Wu had bent Elaine back over the table and had drawn a long knife. As he poised it over her he heard us coming. Our shouts seemed to give Elaine redoubled strength. She broke away just as Wu stabbed furiously, and the knife point was deflected by the sphygmograph. There was not an instant to lose, and Wu fairly dived out of the win dow. As we rushed in Kennedy paused to reassure himself of Elaine's safety, but I plunged after Wu, my revolver drawn. Wildly I shot down from tho win dow at his retreating form. He had almost reached the ground when I saw him stagger and fall the rest oi the way. One of my shots had taken effect, but I had used them all. I started after him. But as he slid the last two or three steps into a heap on the ground, Inez caught him in her arms. Half supporting, half pulling, she managed to assist the dazed and wounded criminal along. At the curb was a closed car, with a driver, waiting. She shoved him In and tumbled in after him herself, as the car moved swiftly away. By this time I had reached the ground and reloaded my gun as I ran along. I fired several shots. But, though I struck the car, I don't think I did any damage, for it continued to gain speed. The chase was hopeless, and I stopped, disgusted. Back in the laboratory, as I returned through the window, I saw that the strain bad been too much for Elaine. Now that it was over, she had faint ed and Kennedy was just bringing her around. "Confound him," I exclaimed, "I wounded him, but the girl got him away from us again." % "Oh," murmured ' Elaine, faintly catching my words, "I heard the shots. I was hoping you had ended it all this time." For the momeat, In his relief at see ing Elaine still safe, Kennedy seemed to have forgotten all about Wu. My words recalled hiiy. "Never mind," he reassured, as he tapped the little sphygmograph. "Not counting the great jump of the Indica tor when Inez discovered Wu before her, it registered the highest tension when I mentioned No. 14 Pell street. We shall find his den not far from that." We gathered about Craig while Elaine looked at him elated. "Then you have forged the last link," she cried, seising both his handr in her owji. Kennedy merely smiled and shoot his head gravely. (TO BE CONTINUED.) MAKES C00KINQ A FINE ART. •kill of tfti French Womin Really It V ^^^methlna at Whl«l|^ Marvel. ' Mabel Potter Daggett has contrib- uted to the Pictorial Review a study „ of the methodB of the French house- ^ . wife. In It she says: 1 * "She is making the pot-au-feu, Which might so easily be a common- place soup l: It were not a chef, ?f^>; d'oeuvre, done with the infinite care W and pains that is the genius of French s. - cookery. There must be the covered ' ̂ ̂ earthenware pot, which of itself in- sures a certain flavor. It must be ^ rock salt that Is put into-the water In Hi which the meat is allowed to boil Y • some three or four hours. Then Ma-.-w<k^i dame Vinet has stepped through thef ^%<u curtain of green and white bamboo /'; that swings in the kitchen doorway, on to the terrace and out Jto the garden . not three feet from the door. She -i•••; >• gathers. one gorge, which is a vege- table looking like a small green " u " ^ squash, two white turnips, three eel- ery leaves, four leeks and flfteesn small __ carrots. These* tied neatly in a bun- .i die, are the bouquet added to the meat"; in the pot. Does it matter that there- should be three celery leaves and four leeks and all the rest? It is the art. of it that there are. So the cheapest soup meat shall come out of the pot more delicious than a Delmonico roast, more finely flavored than the tenderest chicken. "Now this soup meat, it Is planned, shall last for more than a day. But you know how it is that the man of the house balks at eating leftovers. Haven't you tried him yourself? That Sunday's roast you may possibly get on for Monday's dinner, but by Tues day you are almost sure to hear: 'Oh, get rid of it. my dear. Just throw it away! 1 don't want to see that piece of meat again.' And for all of your well-intentioned economy, Into the garbage pail it must go. "But you should Bee the clever Frenchwoman manage. It is she who knows the heart of man. She never sets before him the same dish twice-- until she has disguised it quite beyond his recognition. Not as she values the happiness of her hearth and home, would Azalie Vinet put that soup meat on cold, or even 'warm it over' for the second day. But she will transform It Into golden brown cro quettes strewn with sprigs of green parsley. And for the third day she may masquerade it as stuffed vege tables, alternating green gorges and red tomatoes and white onions filled with the meat, sprinkled with bread crumbs and cheese and baked in a brown dish. And for the fourth day she may make the famous plat de ravioles of which a husband always calls for more. Really, you see, there's no limit to the time he may be fed along on leftovers, just so that lt'B skillfully done." You can attract some attention by being a champion speller, but the fel lows who have to look it up In the dic tionary seem to have most of the good jobs corralled. The bird In the hand never sings as delightfully as the one in the bush, anyhow. i mm GET MONEY AFTER 63 YEARS Grandchildren of Indian Claimants #^'7'-:, toon to Have It From the > Government. . After piling top a stack of letters fpiir feet high, occupying 63 years, After whole families of the original claimants have died, the United States Is about to pay a claim of $64,500 to the Lower Chinook Indians living In the state of Washington, near the Qf Columbia river. '"'i,M '- ..>•?? i"?-.'1-i-. .-5:'- "sift According to Representative Albert Johnson of Washington, this claim of the Chinooks against the United StateB waa always a plain claim, and yet it took 63 years, four sets of law yers and indefatigable labors to settle It. According! to Mr. Johnson, the United States agreed to give the Chi nooks some land in place of the land they had previous to 1851. The Chi nooks agreed, but later accepted an offer of money Instead of land. That was In 1851. One whole sub- tribe of the Chlrvpoks has died out v ' l k V i . v k i * 1 , > £ / ' since that time and none of them ever got any of the money, although the United States got the lands. Says Representative Johnson: "The old chiefs are gone, their children are nearly all dead, and In most cases the money goes In small amounts to their grandchildren. "The official correspondence In re gard to these ciaimB makes a stack of manuscript four feet high. If the time of all the Indian office employees who have devoted time to these cases .could be cojuyutecL as tho Upie o{ one clerk at fl.OOO a year, I have not a doubt that the clerk could have been employed every day slpce 1851, which would make a total of $C3,000 clerk hire to settle a debt of $64,500." Plant In Hate Killed Man. Blue rockets show fear, and the deadly nightshader is full of hatred. Both of these are plants, but that does not prevent them from declar ing merciless war on all animal life. The blue rocket perfume carries one Qf th# deadliest of poisons. One-six- •«/; teenth of a grain shot from Its poison pistil has proved fatal to man. 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