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•'H-TT iC^iaTOK-p M f f i E N K Y P I . A l N I > E A t E R . i l H l l l l l f t t t t l t T t t t t r " t T * * * M * * " * • - - • • !•<--•----I------mmmmrnmmm----mmmmmm----mm i f The Exploits of Elaine A Detective Novel and a Motion Picture Drama 1 By ARTHUR B. REEVE 1 The Well'Knotcn Novelist and the 1 Creator (rf the ' 'Craig Kennedy" Stories •v Pmated is Collaboration With the Pathe Players and the Eclectic Film Company Copyright, 1P14, by the Star Company All Foreign Rights Reserved SYNOPSIS. The New York police are mystified by a (fcrlrs of murders and other .-rimes. The Principal clue to the criminal is the warn- fcf letter which is sent the victims, signed With a "clutvhing hand." The latest'vic­ tim of the mysterious assassin is Taylor Xfetdge. the. Insurance president. His daughter, Elaine, employs Craig Ken­ nedy. the famous scientific detective, to try to unravel the mystery. What Ken- Bodv accomplishes is told by his friend. Jameson, a newspaper man. After many fruitless attempts to put Elaine and Craig Kennedy out of the way the Clutch­ ing Hand is at last found to be none other tlian Perry Bennett. Elaine's lawyer and the man she Js engaged to-marry. Ben­ nett flees to the den of one of his Chi- f;se criminals. The Chinaman forces from ennett the secret of I Tie whereabouts of fr.000.000. Then he give^ the lawyer a po­ tior. which will suspend animation for Inonths. Kennedy reaches Boam tt's side Jw*t after he has lost ronsciousness. TWENTY-FOUftTH EPISODE SHADOWS OF WAR. It was a day or two after the es­ cape of Wu Fang and Inez. Kennedy kad Chase and another detective, •whom he frequently employed on rou­ tine matters, at work over the clues developed by his use of the sphygroo- graph. Elaine, anxious for news, had dropped in on us at the laboratory Just as Kennedy was hastily opening bis mail. Craig came to a large letter with «n official look, slit open the envelope, and unfolded the letter. "Hurrah! he cried, jumping up and thrusting the* letter before us. "Read that." Across the top of the paper were embossed in blue the formidable •words: United States Navy Department, Washington, D. C. The letter was interesting: Professor Craig Kennedy: The University, New York Cltyi Dear Sir--Your teiautomatic torpe­ do model was tested yesterday and I take great pleasure in stating that it was entirely successful. There is no doubt that the United States is safe from attack as Jong as we retain Its secret. Very sincerely yours, DANIEL WATERS, Assistant Secretary. "When are we going to see the won­ derful invention, Craig?" I added as I grasped his hand and, in return, he " almost broke the bones in mine wring- : Ing it. p*. U 'JC*, "As soon as you wish," he replied, '• moving over to the safe near by and " opening it. "Here's the only other v£- model in existence besides the model v>.»?*" I sent to Washington." > " He held up before us a cigar-shaped Affair of steel, about eight inches v ' llong, with a tiny propeller and rudder 'of a size to correspond. Above was a V & ,Be"e3 °' w*res four or five inches in J 'length, which, he explained, were the H&v aerials by which the torpedo was con- trolled. |jf,'V 1 v "The principle of the thing," he jf^'v went on proudly, "is that I use wireless waves to actuate relays on the torpedo; the relay releases it. That is, I send : •; a child with a message; the grown v man, through the relay, does the j£. "i; « work. So, you see, I can sit miles p;;;; f away in safety and send my little Da­ vid out anywhere to strike down a huge Goliath." He had scarcely finished his brief description when there came a knock at the door. I answered it. It was Chase and his assistant. "We've found the place on Pell street," they reported excitedly. "It s No. 14, as you thought. We've left an operative disguised as a blind beg­ gar to watch the place." Half an hour later we turned into Chinatown from the shadow of the elevated railroad cn Chatham square, doing our best to affect a Bowery •louch. ; We had not gone far before we came to the blind beggar: He was sitting by No. 14 with a sign on his breast, grinding industriously at a small barrel organ before him on which rested a tin cup. We passed him and Kennedy took out a coin from his pocket and dropped it into the cup. •s he did so he thrust his hand into the cup and quickly took out a piece of paper which he palmed. The blind beggar thanked and blessed us, and we dodged into doorway, where Kennedy opened the paper and read: "Wu Fang gone out. We had scarcely mounted the stairs to the den of the Serpent when a ser vant in a ba.ck room, hearing a noise stuck his head in the door. Kennedy and I made a dash at him, and quick ly overpowered him, snapping the bracelets on his wrists. "Watch him, Walter," directed Craig as he made hiB way into the back room. In the devious plots and schemes of Wru Fang, his nefarious work had brought him into contact not only with criminals of the lowest order but with those high up in financial and diplomatic circles. Thus it happened that at such crisis as Kennedy had brought about for him Wu had suddenly been called out of the city and had received an order from a group of poweriul for eign agects known recretly as the In­ telligence Office, to meet an emis- at a certain rocky promontory On the Connecticut shore of Long Is- . : i 'Ufa", ^ -V fa ^§C'k jf. '-jt r$ • > • land sound the very day after Ken­ nedy's little affair with him in the laboratory and the day before the letter from Washington Arrived. There on the rocky slore, ha sat gazing out at the waves, waiting, when suddenly, from around the prom­ ontory, came a boat rowed by two stalwart sailors. It carried as pas-- sengers two dark-complexioned, dark- haired men, foreigners evidently, ttiough carefully dressed so as vo con­ ceal both their identity and national­ ity. As the boat came up to a strip of sandy beach among^he rocks, the sail­ ors held it while their two passengers jumped out. Then they rowed away as quickly as they had come. The two mysterious strangers salut­ ed Wu. "We are under orders from the intelligence office," intrbduced one who seemed to be the leader, "to get this American. Kennedy." "Information has just come to us," the stranger went on, "that Kennedy has invented a new wireless auto­ matic torpedo. Already a letter is on its way informing him that it has been accepted by the navy." The other man, who had been draw­ ing a cigar-shaped outline on the wet sand, looked up. "We must get those models." he put in, adding, "both of them--the one he has and that the government has. Can it be done?" "I can get them," answered Wu sin- isterly. And so, while Kennedy was drawing near together the net about Wu, that wily criminal had already planned an attack on him in an unexpected quar­ ter. Down in Washington the very morn­ ing that our pursuit of Wu came to a head, the officials of the navy depart­ ment, both naval and civil, were hav­ ing the final conference at which they ere to accept officially Kennedy's marvelous invention, which it was con­ fidently believed, would ultimately make war impossible. Seated about a long table in one of the board rooms were not only the offi­ cers but the officials of the department whose sanction was necessary for the final step. By a window sat a woman stenographer, who was transcribing the notes of the momentous meeting. They had just completed the exami­ nation of the torpedo and laid it on the end of the table scarcely an arm's length from the stenographer. As she finished a page of notes she glanced quickly at a watch on her wrist. It as exactly three o'clock. Hastily she reached over for the tor­ pedo and with one swift, silent move­ ment tossed it out of the window. Down below, in a clump of rhodo dendrons, for several moments had been crouching one of the men who had borne the orders to Wu Fang at the strange meeting on the promon tory. His eyeB seemed riveted at the win­ dow above him. Suddenly the supreme moment for which this dastardly plot had been timed came. As the torpedo model dropped from the window, he darted forward, caught it, turned and in an instant he was gone. Wu Fang himself had returned after setting in motion the forces which he found necessary to call to aid the for­ eign agents in their plots against Ken­ nedy's torpedo. As Wu approached the door of Tils den and was about to enter, his ey?n fell on our outpost, the blind beggar. Instantly his suspicions were arounf<5, He looked the beggar over, with u frown, thought a moment, then t-unic<l and instead of entering went up fir? street. He made the circuit of the bloc^ and now came to an alley cn the nex: street that led back to the building i* which he had his den. Still frowning, he gazed about, saw that he was not followed, and entered a doorway. Up the stairs he made his way until he came to an empty loft. Quickly he went over to the blank wall and began feeling cautiously about as if for a secret spring hidden in the plaster. "No one in the back room," said Kennedy, rejoining me in the den itself with the prisoner. "He's out, all right." Before Craig was a mirror. As he looked into it, at an angle, he could see a part of the decorations of the wall behind him actually open out. For an instant the evil face of Wu Fang appeared. Without a word, Craig walked into the back raom. As he did so, Wu Fang knife in hand, stealthily opened the sliding panel its full length and noiselessly entered the room behind me. With knife upraised for instant action, he moved closer and closer to me. He had almost reached me and paused to gloat as he poised the knife ready to Btrike, when I heard a shout from Kennedy and a scuffle. Craig had leaped out from behind a screen near the doorway to the back room where he had hidden to lure Wu on. With a powerful grasp he twisted the knife from Wu's hand and it fell with a clatter on the floor. 1 was at Wu myself an instant later, tyq was a powerful fighter, but we managed to snap the handcuffs on him finally, also "Walter," panted Kennedy, straight­ ening himself out after the nracas, "111 stay here with the prisoners. Go gdt the policei" I hurried out and rushed down the street seeking an officer. Up in the den, Wu Fang, silent, stood with his back to the wall, scowling sullenly. Close beside him hung a sort of bell cord, just out of reach. Kennedy, revolver in hand, was exam­ ining the writing table to discover whatever evidence he could. Slowly, imperceptibly, inch by inch. Wu mtoved toward the bell cord. He was reaching out with his manacled hands to seize it when Kennedy, alert, turned, saw him, and instantly shot. Wu literally crumpled up and dropped to the flpor as Craig bounded over to him. By this time I had found a police­ man and he liad summoned the wagon from the Elizabeth street station, a few blocks away. As we drove up be­ fore the den, I leaped out and the po­ lice followed. Imagine my surprise at seeing Wu stretched on the floor; Kennedy had tried to stanch the flow of blood from a wound on Wu's shoulder with a handkerchief and now was making a temporary bandage which he bound oh him. "How are you, sergeant?" nodded Kennedy. "Well, I guess you'll admit I made good this time." Common humanity dictated that we take Wu first of all to a hospital and get him fixed up, and to a hospital we went. Kennedy and I entered with-, our prisoners, cl&sely guarded by the police. Craig handed Wu over to two young doctors and a nurse. By this time Wi^ was very weak from loss of blood. Still he had his iron nerve and that was carrying him through. The two young doctors and the nurse had scarcely begun to take off Craig's rude bandage to replace it properly when a noise outside told us that a weeping and gesticulating delegation of Chi­ nese had arrived. Kennedy by this time had finished talking to the doctors and handing. Wu over to them. They had taken him into a room in the dispensary. Just then the chattering crowd pushed in, some asking questions, others bewail­ ing the fate of the great Wu Fang. They were so insistent that at last one of the doctors was forced to demand that the police drive them out. They started to push them back. In the melee one of their number managed 'to get away from the rest and reach the doorway to the emer­ gency room. He was, as we found out later, dressed almost precisely like Wu, although he had on a somewhat different cap. In build and size as well as features he was a veritable Dromio. The other Chinaman drew back be­ hind the screen which hid the door­ way to the emergency room and con­ cealed himself. In the emergency room Wu was placed on an operating table and there was bound up properly, though he was terribly weak now. Back 6f the screen, however, the other Chinaman was hiding, able to get an occasional glance at what was going on. There happened to be a table -near him on which were gauze, cotton and other things. He reached over and took the gauze and quickly made it into a bandage, keeping one eye on the bandaging of Wu. Then he placed the bandage over his left shoulder and arm in the same way that he saw "the doctors doing with Wu. They had finished with Wh, and one of the doctors moved over to the door­ way to call the sergeant. For the mo­ ment the rest had left Wu alone, his eyes apparently half closed through weakness. Each was busy about his own especial task. From behind the screen, which was only a few feet from the operating ta­ ble, the secreted Chinaman stepped out. Quickly he placed his own hat on Wu and took Wu's, then took Wu's place on the table, while Wu slipped behind the screen. The doctor turned toward the sup- posed Wu. "Come, ndw," he ordered, handing him over to the police. "Here he is at last." The sergeant started to lead the pris­ oner out. As he did so, he looked sharply at him. He could scarcely be­ lieve his eyes. There was something wrong. All Chinamen might look alike to some people, but not to him. "That'B jiot Wu Fang!" he ex­ claimed. Instantly there was the greatest ex­ citement. The doctors were astounded as all rushed into the emergency room again. One of them looked behind the screen. There was an open window. "That's how he got away," he cried. Meanwhile, several blocks from the hospital, Wu, still weak but more than ever nerved up, came out of his place of concealment, gazed up and down the street and, seeing no one following, hurried away from the hospital as fast as his shaky legs would bear him. Confident that at last our arch en­ emy was safely landed in the hands of the police, Kennedy and I had left the hospital and were hastening to Elaine with the news. We stopped at the laboratory only long enough to get the torpedo from the safe and at a toy store where Craig bought a fine little clockwork battleship. We found Elaine and Aunt Joseph­ ine in the conservatory and quickly Kennedy related how we had captured Wu. But, like all inventors, his pet was the torpedo, and while we were ab­ sorbed in his demonstration of it as he floated it and the ship in the bank among the palms, Jennings answered a ring of the door bell and admitted two men. "Is Professor Kennedy here?" asked one. "We have been to M» apartment and to the laboratory." "I'll see," said Jennings discreetly, taking the card of one of them and leaving them in the drawing room. "Two gentlemen to see you, Mr. Kennedy," Jennings Interrupted our congratulations, handing Craig a card. "Shan I tell them you ate here, sir*?" Craig balanced the card. 'T wonder what that can be?" he 'Bald, tui0tng the card toward us. % It w^s engraved: •>' •fvj v W. R. Barnes, ; U. S. Secret Service. "TeU;"!*!! see them," he said; then to'Us, "Piease excuse me?" Elaine, Aunt Josephine ' and I strolled off in the palms toward the Fifth avenue side, while Jennings went out toward the back of the house. "Well, gentlemen," greeted Kennedy as he met the tWo detectives, "what can I do for you?" *. The leader looked about, .then leaned over and whispered, "We've just had word, professor, that your model of the torpedo has been stolen from the navy department in Washington." "Stolen?" repeated Kennedy, staring aghast. "Yes. We fear that an agent of a foreign government has found a trai­ tor in the department." M . Rapidly Kennedy's mind pictured what might be done with the deadly weapon in the hands of an enemy. "And," added the secret service man, "we have'reason to believe that this foreign agent is using a China­ man, \Vu Fang." "But Wu has been arrested," replied Craig. "I arrested him myself. The police have him now." "Then you don't know of his es­ cape?" Kennedy could only stare as they told the story. The crook fell back and dropped down behind the palms. Jennings looked about, but saw no one .and stood there puzzled. Then the crook, fearing that he might be captured at any moment, looked about to see where' he might hide the torpedo. There did not seem to be any place. Quickly he began to dig out the earth in one of the palm pots. He dropped the torpedo, wrapped still in the hand­ kerchief, into the hole and covered It up. Jennings was clearly puzzled. He had seen someone rush in, but the conservatory was apparently empty. He had pust turned to go out when he saw a palm move. There was a face! He made a dive for it and in a mo­ ment both he and the crook were roll­ ing over and over. Kennedy and the secret service men were talking earnestly when they heard the cry for help and the scuffle. better now, was waiting. He had pulled a long eoat over his Chinese clothes and wore a slouch hat. As he looked at the Incoming passengers he spied the man he was waiting for, the young crook, who had been wait­ ing in the shrubbery outside the na- y building when the, torpedo model was thrown out. The man had the model carefully wrapped up under his arm. As his eye traveled over the crowd he recognized Wu, but did not betray it. He walked by, and as he passed hastily handed ,Wu the package containing the model. T?u slipped it under his co&t. Then each went his way, in Opposite direc­ tions. . ' It was a* close race between the car bearing the two crooks and that which Kennedy had impressed into service, but we kept on through the city and out across the couotry, into Connecti­ cut. Time and again they almost got away, until it becamq a question of following tire tracks. Once we came to a cross ioads and Kennedy stopped and leaped out. Deeply planted in the mud he could see the tracks of the car ahead leading out by the left road. Close beside the. tire tracks were the footprints of two men going up the right-hand road toward the sound. "You follow the car j nd the driver," decided Craid hastily indicating the road by which it had gone. I'll fol­ low the footprints." The secret service men jumped back into the car and Kennedy and I went flong the shore road follow­ ing the two crooks. Already the wounded crook, sup­ ported by his pal, had made his way down to the water said had come to a long wharf. There, near the land end, they had a secret hiding place into which they went. The other crook drew forth a smoke signal and began to prepare it. Kennedy and I were able, now, to move faster than they. As we came in sight of the wharffKennody paused. "There they are, two of them," he indicated. . T could just make them out in their hiding place. The fellow who had stolen the torpedo was by this time so weak from loss of blood that he could hardly hold his head up, while the other hurried to fix the smoke signal. He happened to glance up and saw us. "Come, Red, brace up," he muttered. "They're on our trail." The wounded man was iilmost too weak to answer. "I--I can't," he gasped weakly. "You--go." Then, with a great effort, remembering the mission on which he had been/ sent, he whispered hoarsely. "I hid the sec­ ond torpedo model in the Dodge house in the bottom of--" He tried to fln- She Seemed to Read the Tragic Look on My Haggard Pace. INTOXICANTS ONCE OF USE yv*'.-, ye* fy f - y . s p A * ' B l v a l c i a n H a s M a d e I n t e r e s t i n g D e l v e v-Into, the World's Usage of Ar- ;r; > v to ^" • -ih' dent Liqucrs. fr'iL ..f- " •uSOT. . . ir MA i&vi Intoxication, according to Dr. G. F*. Partridge, was originally an accompani­ ment and the source of those exalted psychical states necessary for the de­ velopment of individual and racial con­ sciousness, which meant enlarged mental horizon and the lifting of in­ dividuals and iiations to levels of con­ structive mental activity. In time the race acquired the fixation of these lev­ els, and the intoxication impulse had served its usefulness. "The impulse survives today In its harmful aspects," says the New York Medical Journal In reviewing Doctor Partridge's book "Studies in the Psy­ chology of Intemperance," and con­ tinues: "It no longer has a great func­ tion to perform. It dominates indi­ viduals and social groups when they are^unable to reach these higher lev- ! eU of activity, to direct their vital energies into these channels, and so are dependent upon its temporary and Inefficient exhilaration. They find in it also a social reaction, likewise in­ adequate and evanescent, but a feeble survival of the effective social awak­ ening that intoxication produced in the early history of mankind. The narcosis of alcohol or other drugs is now merely a refuge for those whose mental organization demands release from the too great pressure which they are unable to meet in ceaseless struggle for existence and advance, They rushed out and into the conser­ vatory in time to see the crook, who had broken away, knock out Jennings. He sprang to his feet and darted away. Kennedy's mind was working rapid­ ly. Had the man been after the other model? The detectives went after him. But Craig went for the torpedo. As he looked into the tank, it was gone! He turned and followed the crook. I was still in the garden with Elaine and Aunt Josephine when I heard sounds of a struggle and a moment later a man emerged through the win­ dow of the conservatory, followed by two other men. I went for him, but he managed to elude me and dashed for the wall in the back of the garden. The secret service men fired at him, but he kept on. A moment later Craig came through the window. The crook by this time had reached the top of the wall. Just as he waa about to let himself down safely on the other side, a shot struck him. He pitched over and ran forward. But he had just enough of a start. In spite of the shock of the wound he managed to pick himself up and, with the help of a confederate, hob­ bled into a waiting car, which sped away just as we came over the wall. We dropped to the ground juBt as another car approached. Craig com­ mandeered it from its astonished driver, the secret service men and I piled in and we were off in a few sec­ onds in hot pursuit. Down at the terminal where trains came in from Washington, Wu, much the unequal struggle between instinc­ tive forces and ethical conditions." According to Doctor Partridge, the cure for habitual intoxication must consist in directing the activities of the sufferer to higher spheres, which must be Buch as tye capable of arous­ ing an interest sufficient to stimulate and sustain him in his best endeavor. ish, but he was too weak. He fell back, dead. His pal had waited as long as he dared to learn the secret. He jumped up and ran out just as we burst into the hiding place. Kennedy dropped down by the dead man and searched him, while 1 dashed after the other fellow. When I returned I found Kennedy writing a hasty note. "I couldn't follow him, Craig," I confessed. *• "Too bad," frowned Craig, evidently greatly worried by what had hap­ pened, as he folded the note. "Wal- tar," he added, seriously, "I want you to go and find the fellow." He hand­ ed me the note. "And if anything sep­ arates us today--give this note to Elaine." Meanwhile, as nearly as I can now make out, Kennedy searched the dead man again. There was certainly no clue to his identity on him, nor had he the torpedo model. Craig looked about. Suddenly he fell flat on his stomach. There was Wu Fang himself coming to the wharf, carrying the model of the torpedo which riad been stolen in Washington and brought up to him by his emissary. Kennedy, crouching down and tak­ ing advantage 6f every object that sheltered him, crawled cautiously into an angle. Unsuspecting Wru came to the land end of the wharf. There he saw his lieutenant dead-- and the smoke signal still beside him, unlighted. He bent over In ment and examined the man. From his hiding place Kennedy crept stealthily. He had scarcely got within reach of Wu when the alert Chinaman seemed to sense his pres­ ence. He rose swiftly and around. The two arch-enemies gated at each other a moment silently. Each knew It was the final, fatal encounter. Slowly Wu drew a long knife and leaped at Kennedy, who grappled with-; him. They struggled mercilessly. In the struggle Craig managed to tear the torpedo out of Wu's hands, just as they rolled over. It fell on a rock. Instantly an explosion tore a hole in the sand, scattering the gravel all about. Relentlessly the combat raged. Out on the wharf itself they went, right up to the edge. Then both went over into the water, locked in each other's viselike grip. Even in the water they struggled frsiiticallly. ^ My search for the escaped crook was unsuccessful. Somehow, however, it led me across country to a road. As I approached I heard a car and looked up. There were the secret service men. I called them and stepped out of the bushes. They stepped and jumped out of the car, and I ran to them. "Come back with me," I urged. "We found two of then!. One is dead. Craig sent me to trace the other. I've lost the trail. Perhaps you can find it forme." We crashed through the^ brush quickly. Suddenly I heard something that caused me to start. It sounded like an explosion. "There's the place--over there," I pointed, pausing and indicating the direction of the wharf whence had come the explosion. What was it? We did not stop a moment, but hurried in that direction. We reached the shore, where we saw marks of the explosion and of a fight. Out on the pier I ran breath­ lessly. I rushed to the very edge and gazed over, then climbed down the slippery piling and peered into the black water beneath. A few bubbles seemed-to owe up from below. Was that all? No, as I gazed down I saw that some dark object was there. Slowly Wu Fang's body floated to the surface and lay there, rocked by the waves. Deep in his breast stuck his own knifo with its handle of the sign of the serpent! I reached down and seized him, as I peered about for Kennedy. There was nothing more there. "Craig!" I called desperately, "Craig!" There was no answer. The alienee, the echo of the lapping water under the wharf was appalling, mocking. I managed to cail the secret serv?c* men, and they go*. Wu Fang's body up on the wharf, ^ But I could not leave the spot. Where was Craig? There was not a sign of him. I could not realize it, even when the men brought grappling irons and began to search the black water. It was all a hideous dream. I saw and heard, in a daze. It was not until late that night that I returned to the Dodge house. I had Relayed my return as long as I could, but I knew that I must me Eiaine some time. As I entered even Jennings fhuft.t have seen that something was wronf. Elaine, who was sitting in the librSuT with Aunt Josephine, rose as she saW roe. . . "Did you get them?" Elaine askad eagerly. I could not speak. She seemed to read the tragic look on my haggsftt face, and stopped. "Why," she gasped, clutching at desk, "what is the matter?" As gently as I could I told her of the chase, of leaving Craig, of the ex­ plosion, of the marks of the struggle and of the finding of Wu Fang. As I finished I thought she would faint. "And you--you went over ©very- thing about the whlarf?" "Everything. The men even dragged for the--" I checked myself over the fateful word. Elaine looked at me wildly. I thc ught £hat she would lose her reason. She did not cry. The shock was too great for that. Suddenly I remembered the note. "Before I left him--the last time," I blurted out, "he wrote a note--to you." I pulled the crumpled paper from my pocket and Elaine almost tore it from me--the last word from him-- and read: Dearest--I may net return until the case is settled and I have found the •tolen torpedo. Matters involving mil­ lions of lives and billions of dollars hang on the plot back of it. No mat­ ter what happens, have no fear. Trust me. Lovingly, CRAIG. She finished reading the note and slowly laid It down. Then she picked It up and read it again. 8k>wly rite turned to me. , "He told me to trust him and to have no fear," she said simply, grip­ ping herself mentally and physically by main force, then with an air of defiance she looked at me. "I do not believe that he is dead!" I tried to comfort her. I wanted to do so. But I could do nothing but shake my, head sadly. My own heart was full to overflowing. An intimacy such as had been ours could not be broken except with a shock that tors my soul. I knew that the poor girl had not seen what I /had seen. Yet 1 could not find it in my heart to con­ tradict her. She saw my look, read my mind. "No," she cried, still defiant, "no--- a thousand times, no! I tell you---hi ia not dead!" YH (TO BE CONTINUED.)"' LUMINOSITY IN NATURE , * v. ̂ " " '*• "V HAVE LIGHT-GIVING POWE*. • • Lightning Moat Popular Among Pyro-' vr-V technic Insects--Australian Pl^ py Is the Most Remarkable, of Luminous Plants. The lightning bug's mystery <j& . . . . . . . • • m n light without heat is now allege# be solved. A member of that earnest-;^ headed colony of scientists at WoodsU Hole, Mass. has recently declared that|> . the bug does its interior and exterior^ illumination by eating certain sub-fe 1'.-; stances which supply It with phos-'; ph4>ru».' f'* It is to lie hoped that this is true,;?^ stir we may quit worrying about whyL^ ' ^- the llgthning bug is lit up. r Although the lightning bug is ourjjY' most popular and common pyrotech^:^ ^ nic insect, there are many other in-L j," sects and many forms of vegetabl life which share *n light-giving power|^ : • .5 of high and low degree. Under cer-r • . ti; tain conditions nasturtiums, dahlias tuberoses and yellow lilies may bi seen to glow with a bright radiance varying in color and intensity. On! those flowers that have an abundanc of yellow or orange shades exhibi., this phosphorescence. The best time to»$: see the light is after dark, when th» atmosphere is clear and dry. The^:. *;,• What la Conversion? Whatever we may think of CM phenomenon Itself, the fact stands clear and unassailable that by this thing called conversion, men con­ sciously wrong, inferior, and unhappy become consciously right, superior, and happy. It produces not a change, but a revolution in character. It does not alter, It creates a new personality. The phrase "a new birth" is not a rhe­ torical hyperbole, but a fact of the physical kingdom. Men, who have been Irretrievably bad, and under con­ version have become ardent savers of the lost, tell us, with all the pathetic emphasis of their inexpressible and impenetrable discovery, that ia the light is sometimes steady, but often* intermittent and' flashing. t' ,' Ofteri, in the early fall, the ground^.'"!.: will be illuminated by the glow from|V\,§$.;« the dead leaves. The Australian pop^^/^ py is the most remarkable of all thei;>- luminous plants, for it has been found' to send out a light of its own of quite notable brilliancy. * _ Mushrooms growing on decayed wood often have a degree of brilliancy that, when they are placed on a newsv,. paper, will enable one to read the- words in their vicinity with no others light. One species of mushroom ii Australia, 16 inches in diameter, was of such brilliancy that, when seent^. ,,"W from a distance, its light frightened^, the natives. v ? Crabs are notable light givers, andf: the salpa of California is the most^ ' wonderful of all. Bodies of water 205!"*; miles square have been seen glowinrff with them, and in Santa Catalinat/ ,%i channel one naturalist reported that* ;' as far as the eye could see the crea­ tures lay gleaming like gems in the sunlight. Many luminous frogs have*r- been discovered from time to timeS. : and any frog may be made luminous^ by inoculating it with certain bac­ teria which produce this phenomenon. Many theories have been brought, forward to explain the phenomenon of luminosity, but as yet little is known about it. loy Is 8hock Absorber. Howard Davis, a fourteen-year-old Upland (Pa.) boy, performed a remark­ able tumbling act while picking cher­ ries in a high tree. That his neck was not broken was probably due to the fact that In his flight from the upper branches he struck and knocked from a ladder Charles Esslinger, another lad, who really suffered ;most from an injury to his back. After striking young Esslinger Da*, vis turned a somersault in the air an4 fell at full length on the ground. The shock stunned him temporarily, but he soon regained his feet, while his companion required assistance to get home. Stop Before You Are Too Tired. In the Woman's Home Companion Margaretta Tuttle writes a fiction story, entitled "The Runaway Rest Cure," in which a physician gives a patient the following good advice: "It is not the brain, nor the charac­ ter that suffers first from overwork,, but the body; and it is not until aftefi^ the body has rendered up its exces^ ;.~v vitality--its youthfulness--that tht/v , nerves begin to pay toll. You are no|£.v yet at that place; you are simply phya^;. ically tired. But this tire is danger*' ous, because it is the warning that the limit of your physical support is nearly reached. We are coming to learn the value of fatigue a£ a warning. Those who do the best work stop just before they are tired." change which overcame them the} were conscious of being "born again.* To them, and we can go to no othej authorities, this tremendous revolutioi < In personality signifies a new ttfth.-- Twice-Born Men. I • No Road to Riches. After looking over the life tilstpn of some of the wealthiest men in thv world, we have about reached th< conclusion that none of them got ricl by saytef tobaqpo .coupoaa^-ToAedt Blada' Maeterlinck's Failures. M. Maurice Maeterlinck began his literary career with three apparent failures. The first was the founding of a literary review, which quickly went under; the second the publica­ tion of a volume of poems, which failed to attract attention, and the third the issue of a play, "I*a Princess Maleine," of which he printed just 25 copies with his own hands and gave them away. A year later, says the London Chronicle, chance brought a copy of the play into the hands of M, Octave Mirbeau, who wrote a glow? ing eulogy of it in the Figaro, an$ Maeterlinck awoke one naofajftg? & find himself famous. •> '3'- Where Do Comets Come From? Prof. Elis Stromgren, director of the Copenhagen observatory, has carried out. with the aid of Mr. J. Braae, an investigation to determine whether comets come originally from interstel-i lar space, as has been commonly suiH posed, or originate within the solajr system. His method of research i volves the backward computation planetary perturbations for eight ; ,v J comets. The cdhclusion reached ijl'f* . : that all comets heretofore observe^' < bave originated within the aota# * ton. •' . Agreed. '* "Don't you think Mrs. QadJef* eharm'ing woman?" 1?^' - "Indeed, I do." "She has a great deal of tact;** "Undoubtedly. Wh»t did .qfcm '-'igim.;. • pliment you for?" "My wit. And yoo?" - "For the same thing." " •• •£ "Shake. She flattered us both." A Lasting One. ~**8o our little suburban home inf pressed you. Now. may I ask what particular part of it made the 8tPonj|- est impression on you?" ^ "Your freshly painted dooi When I sat down on them." £ . A