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During the rehearsals Tom Bilbeck is accused by the husband of one of the actors, Mr. Hemingway, of being in love with his wife. Riding away from the scene of the illâ€"fated play in their costumes and overcoats, the group of players is held up by two escaped convicts, one of whom is captured by Bilbeck after a struggle. _ _ magsan. : The captured thief is tied to a chair at the Old Soldier‘s Home. Unable to leave the home as the car refuses to budge, the players must stay there, and Mr. Hemmingway, hearing this over the phone, says he is coming right to the homeâ€"as he is suspicious of his wife and Bilbeck. Meanwhile the Sheriff arrives. He led the way to Bill who, trussed up in his chair, had fallen asleep peacefully. The entire situation was explained to the sheriff while he peeled off a layer or two of clothing and revealed himself as a small old man, with watâ€" ery blue eyes and considerable foliage "«©You‘ve got a lot of prisoners, ain‘t you?" he commented. "These aren‘t all prisoners," the colonel explained hastily. "There‘s only one." mans â€" Now Go On With The Story He stopped in amazement as he saw our group. _ flex > in front of his face. His beard was white, except where it was stained with tobaccoâ€"juice. A compromise was‘ effected by quartering the horse in the cellar. As it happened, there was an outside runâ€" way leading to the basement down which supplies were usually wheeled in trucks. After considerable persuaâ€" sion the horse was induced to negoâ€" tiate this and was tied to a post in one of the small storerooms below. â€" "If you don‘t mind," said the sherâ€" iff, "we won‘t go back until morning. It‘s storming so hard out now that I doubt if we could get through. I‘ll just put my horse in the stable." "You can‘t," said the colonel. "The stable is burnt up." That done, the colonel assigned us quarters for the night. Fortunately, there were enough vacant rooms so that each of the ladies could have an apartment, while we men were billeted on cots in the general dorâ€" mitory, where most of the â€"veterans slept. : I agreed with her heartily, so we fixed a good warm fire in the stove and left her alone to welcome her spouse. It would be only a few hours until morning, and I did not bother to undress, but threw myself exhausted, on my cot. _ & e s I did not sleep, however. The storm outside was making a continuous racket around the eaves and corners of the building that nearly drowned the chromatic snores of the veterans. The excitement of the evening still kept my blood racing and my nerves at high tension. I listened for the opening of the door which would inâ€" dicate that Mr. Hemmingway had arrived. The sonorous slumbers of.our counâ€" try‘s exâ€"defenders began to fray my temper. What right had everybody to sleep while I struggled in vain to woo Morpheus ? _ _ s I might have become accustomed to a regular snore, but there was oneâ€" Comrade Pilk Henwether, for a dolâ€" larâ€"who gurgled in his sleep. The exasperating part about it was that he didn‘t do it all the time. Only occaâ€" sionally above the diapason of his fellows came this unearthly gurgle, as if dishwater were disappearing down a sink. I tried to calculate the interval between explosions and finally thought I had him timed to twentyâ€" eight seconds. Then he fooled me by missing on one cylinder and remainâ€" ing quiet a full minute. It was almost a relief when he burst forth again. Something had disarranged his timâ€" er, for he became erratic from now on, sometimes firing twice in succesâ€" sion and sometimes failing me for two and three revolutions at a time. His compression was wonderful. The frouble was im his spark. _ _ . . Suddenly I opened my eyes and listened intently to a new sound that had been beating against my earâ€" At last my brain grew curdled with futile exasperation. I may have dozed, or possibly I had a fever delirium. I don‘t know. Anyway, it was not a reâ€" freshing sleep that came to me and it was crowded with nightmares. 4 h‘he ;uter door was fung violently open, sdmitting . f_awi:l of flym( up EIGHTH INSTALLMENT CHAPTER VIII. THE WESTON TIMES & GUIDE drums for several minutes during my doze. A series of irregular tappings, accompanied by a low moaning, beâ€" came audible above the steady roar of the storm. My relaxed nerves became alert once more. What was it ? The irregular thumping was repeatâ€" ed. It sounded far away, and yet strangely near as if it might be in the walls of the building. Was it a spirit rapping i. _ / . I had never believed in such things, but then I had never had proof of any kind to convince me. One hairâ€"raising supernatural incident will make a spiritualist of anybody. A. sudden sound of some one strangâ€" ling made me sit up in bed., This last was in the room, so I soon decided that it was my friend the eccentric snorer, who quite by accident had hit upon a new specialty. & But the thumpings and moanings continued. I threw off the covers and got out of bed, determined to investiâ€" gate. I had no matchesâ€"there were no pockets in my tights; but I felt my way to the door barking my shins only once on an iron cot. Faintly came a ¢ry for help. I made haste. I am a chivalrous fool; no one evéer Yeijls, for assistance without getting it from me. I rush in blindly where even, angels would pause to put on goloshes. I stumbled down the stairs. Came again the faint ery: “Help!” It was Mrs. Hemmingway‘s voice. I peered in at the door of the great livingâ€"room, which was faintly illumâ€" inated by a single oilâ€"lamp on the tableâ€"the electric current was supâ€" plied only until one.o‘clock, I discovâ€" ered later. The room was chill with rretierenl the penetrating cold: of a winter‘s morning when the fires have reached their. lowest ebb. y Mrs. Hemmingway was walking up and down â€" frantically screaming, "Help!" every time the thumping and moaning would reoceur. ot Suddenly she saw me as I advancâ€" ed out of the darkness. As she did an almost inarticulate ery of desperate fear escaped her lipsâ€"and she pitched forward. While I looked around anxiously for a place to deposit her at full length I became aware of a new soundâ€"a rapping at the front door. I was too busy to bother about it then. I pickâ€" ed up Mrs. Hemmingway bodily and started for the table where the lamp was. In the absence of a couch I could put her on that. is s I jumped quickly.enough to catch her. She had fainted. I had nearly reached.. it when the outer door was flung violently open, admitting a swirl of . flying flakes. With them came â€"a. gentleman who strode in unannounced. He was wearâ€" ing a derby hat tied. onto his head with a muffler â€"and was otherwise inâ€" effectually bundled against the storm in a black broadcloth, overcoat with the collar turned up. On his feet were a pair of snowâ€"shoes.... _ _ _ "John _ Hemmingway, _ confound you!"" he growled, ‘stepping toward me with upraised fist and tripping over his own snowshoes, which he had forgotten he had on. $ $ We wrestled back and forth silentâ€" ly. Twice he kicked meâ€"in my bruised shin with his snowshoes. The only way I could prevent a repetition of those tactics was to stand on the broad webbing of the shoes myself. As I weighed something. over two hundâ€" red and effectually anchored him to the floor. 4 That gave me a second to place my burden on te long table before he could reach me. Just, in time I straighâ€" tened up to find myself in his grasp. d n on ce on nc n en y ols 5 ~ "Good Heavens!" I exclaimed, "Wha are you?" __ mat While we stood embracing one anâ€" other in a deadlock a low moan escapâ€" ed the lips of Mrs. Hemmingway. "You‘re mistaken," I returned hastâ€" Hly:s iss ag exaa in "Of course," he sneered. "I didn‘t walk in just now and find her in your arms at four o‘clock in the morning! I only thought it was you! In reality it was some one else and you were up in your own room fast asleep!" . ‘Hadn‘t you better take care of your wife?" I panted, apprehensive lest she roll off the table. _"You seem to be able and willing to do that," he‘hissed vindictively. "You homeâ€"wrecker!" § I don‘t know what might have hapâ€" pened further between us had we not been separated by a willing assortâ€" ment of halfâ€"dressed old gentlemen. I was dragging off from Hemmingâ€" way‘s snowshoes. We stood glaring at one another. It is impossible instantâ€" ly to forget a ringing blow on the ear, I find, even if it is delivered by a very good friend. On his side I supâ€" pose that his resentment toward me was at least partially justified by apâ€" pearances. It was hard. to think of those things just ther, however, and To emphasize his remarks he haulâ€" ed off with his right arm, which I had carelessly allowed to escape me, and belted me energetically in the ear. "Stop this racket!" shouted the sheriff, displaying his star conspicuâ€" ously. "I represent the law and order around here and I‘m going to have peace!" _ & y & ¢ BY FRANK B. DRUEN as a matter of fact. I didn‘t "Good morning, Mr. HRemmingway," greeted Jim Cooper, arriving on what I thought at first was an abbreviated sleepingâ€"garment, but which I later discovered was his Greek tunic. "Glad you got here at last. Whyâ€"what the deuceâ€"?" deuceâ€"?" 3 His glance had rested on the prosâ€" trate form of Mrs. Hemmingway. "Mrs. Hemmingway fainted," I exâ€" plained. _ _ io c t t "Oh, I see," he considered thoughtâ€" fully, "I suppose it‘s all for the best. I imagine that is the only way any one could get any rest in this instituâ€" tion." Evidently Jim had noticed the snorâ€" ing too. . ® # 342 s “Oh, John!" she exclaimed joyfully as she recognized her husband even in a derby hat and snowshoes. s Mrs. Hemmingway â€" opened her beautiful blue eyes. . .‘ _ _ â€" He made no move to respond to the entreaty in her voice. w us . _ "Why, what‘s the matter?" she pleaded. . s ts _ _"You know very well," he returned savagely. "When I arrived I found you in Tom RBillbeck‘s arms."‘ _ _.‘"Me?" she said interrogatively. "Impossible. It must have been Maryâ€" ella you saw." _ e uts‘ "It was not," hastily disclaimed a voice in the rear ‘of the group, _ My heart sank. I was in hopes that I would be spared Maryella‘s particiâ€" pation in this scene. _ saay "I don‘t know what happened," Mrs. Hemmingway went on, slightly bewilâ€" dered, "but I‘m sure that I can exâ€" plain everything." e e While they were talking the floor trembled violently and there was a muffled crash beneth us. Soon followâ€" ed a prolonged breaking of glass as if a brick chimney had fallen through a skylight. The Gay Deceiver j Conjecture was superfluous. The disturbance was in the basement. We piled down by the inside stairway. Some one had been thoughtful enough to bring the lamp from the table. By its light we discovered a wreck that impoverishes description. The post to which we had tied the sheriff‘s horse had been torn out bodâ€" ily and a tier of shelves containing several hundred glass jars of fruit which was supported by the post had collapsed and slid its burden to the cement floor. The horse, whinnying continually to himself, had retreated to a corner of the basement followed by the uprootâ€" ed post. "What a sad looking store." "Why?â€"Because it has panes in the window ?" _ _"No, the books are in tiers,"â€"Michâ€" igan Gargoyle. _ Student: "Wellâ€"erâ€"they‘re a lot cheaper than day rates."â€"Wesleyan Argus. Too Much Waste An Aberdeen farmer on being askâ€" ed why he never grew turnips, reâ€" plied: "Neeps! No‘ likely. It aye braks my heart to see hoo mony ye‘ve to waste in the thinnin." you tell me about nitrates ? Chemistry Professor: "What can MAIN ST. S. Continued Next Week IW,{? _WHEN you # see the numâ€" ber of Chryslers in the hands of bankers, lawyers, doctors, manufacturers, engineers, chemists, judges and other leaders throughout the Dominion, you realize more than ever that you travel in the best of company when youown and drive a Chrysler. 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