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I Initials Only By Anita Katherine Grene
-| Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times
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■ today S INSTALLMENT.
H ~ , ff. nsively said; but the con-
B'" 1 ' v ... ...i was absolute. Sweet-
B‘ u .i the tone, as one of
B :r . .wardly laid down his arms.
B :r< A like the man. there was
~ , n |vs fiber; but he had to
■ ’■•'VLti as a foe he was invul-
, ,re admirable to one
H '.......1 sense to appreciate
had
S' believe you." Thus
B' 1 ■ supplement his former
B if 1 were ,o attribute
B ll6 ',her. 1 Should have to ac-
B-‘ e ,'. " ;he' were written to an
-nan myself. And this would
B ,r b't agreeable to me. Now I
■ Trr ' mv mom and to my work.
B R ' ..nd ' • rest of the evening or
■“V; nicltt if you Will, listening at
H \< heretofore, the labor will
K' ir ; a"! the indifference mine."
B?"- '■"■■■’tirwal P'ay of fea,ure which
fchmily be railed a smile, he nodded
let’ ’he room.
■ A Change.
■ ~,, rm beaten on my own
■ ' confessed Sweetwater, in
de'ction. to himself. "But I'm
advantage of the permis-
Hj’F ", /.J, me and continue the
B n lust because he told me to
■Xu because I'o thinks I won't. I'm
■ ~ ... u cse than to spend hours of
BTIfSS mssmg in bed. trying to sleep."
toting detective did neither.
Ke ;-c *tva.- putting his supper dishes
■ sengtr hoy knocked at his
K' 'and landed him a note. It was
Km Mr 'b" and ran thus:
K«teal "d i' '" ,l can * and as soun as
K'car :' r " me 1n Twenty-ninth
..very has been made which
Kers the whole situation."
K 0. B. Again.
B un . ■ >;apptned" Something very
Bp', riant" might to hope so after this
failure."
■. Fg ; 1 , :re *.* I ’"' n Ihe rea<l tllP ,etters? ”
he read them. Had to, but -
weaken? Eli?”
he di in I weaken. You can i git
H.' er ' of a millstone. You may
Ktteeze and squeeze: but it's your fingers
Kti'c!’ stiff*r. not it. lie thinks we man-
K,. irP ,i tic ... lette- ourselves on nur-
to draw him."
■fl un! ph* knew we had a reputation
H-finesse, but I didn't know that it ran
Kt high "
• i:'.; . t very tiling. Said she would
Hver have written such letters to him;
Hen gnes so far as to declare that if she.
Bi write '.hem the must be strangely
Biorar.' of her handwriting! they were
Be:" for some other man than himself.
B< rot. but -" A hi ch of tire shoulder
Sw• <>twtftor's disgust. His uni
good nature was strangely dis
Be? Mr. 1 livres was not. The faint
wi'h which he smoothed with an
circling movement, the already pol-
Counterfeits.
Read what one of the GREATEST NEWSPAPERS IN AMERICA has to
say on this subject:
" The manufacturers of Castoria have been compelled to spend hundreds 01
thousands of dollars to familiarize the public with the signature of Chas. H. Fletcher.
This has been necessitated by reason of pirates counterfeiting the Castoria trade
mark, This counterfeiting is a crime not only against the proprietors of Castoria,
ht- against the growing generation. All persons should be careful to see that
Castoria bears the signature of Chas. H. Fletcher, if they would guard the health
of their children. Parents, and mothers in particular, ought to carefully examine
the Castoria advertisements which have been appearing in this paper, and to re
member that the wrapper of every bottle of genuine Castoria bears the sac-simile
signature of Chas. H. Fletcher, under whose supervision it has been manufactured
continuously for over thirty years. — Philadelphia, Bulletin.
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ished top of his ever present cane, con
veyed a secret complacency which called
up a flash of discomfiture to his greatly
irritated companion.
“He says that, does he? You found him
on the whole tolerably straightforward, |
eh? A hard nut; but hard nuts are usu
ally sound ones. Come, now! prejudice !
aside, what's your honest opinion of the
man you've had under your eye and ear
for three solid weeks? Hasn't there been
the best of reasons for your failure?
Speak up, my boy. Squarely, now."
"I can't. I hate the fellow'. I hate any
one who makes me look ridiculous. He—
well, well, if you’ll have it, sir, I will say
this much. If ft weren't for that blasted
coincidence of the two deaths equally
mysterious, equally under his eye, I'd
stake my life on his honesty. But that
coincidence stamps me and —and a sort of
feeling I have here."
It is to be hoped that the slap he gave
his breast, at this point, carried off some
of his superfluous emotion. “You can't
account for a feeling. Mr. Gryce. The I
man has no heart. He's as hard as I
rocks.”
“A not uncommon lack where the head j
plays so big a part. We can’t hang him
on any such argument as that. You’ve
found no evidence against him?”
"N—no.” The hesitating admission was
only' a proof of Sweetwater's obstinacy.
“Then listen to this. The test with the
letters failed, because what he said about
them was true. They were not meant for
him. Miss Challoner had another lover."
"Only another? 1 thought there were a
half-dozen, at least.”
"Another - whom she favored. The let-I
ters found in her possession—not the ones
she wrote herself, but those which were I
written to her over the signature O. B. I
were not all from the same hand. Ex- I
perts have been busy' with them for a '
week, and their reports are unanimous, j
The O. B. who wrote the threatening i
lines acknowledged to by Orlando Broth- '
erson was not the O. B. who penned all
of those love letters. The similarity in i
the writing misled us at first, but once I
the doubt was raised by Mr. Chailoner's '
discovery of an allusion in one of them
which pointed to another writer than Mr. i
Brotherson, and experts had no difficulty
in reaching the decision 1 have men
tioned.”
“Two O. B.'s! Isn't that incredible. |
Mr. Gryce?”
"Yes, it is incredible: but the incredi- I
ble is not the impossible. The man
you’ve 'been shadowing denies that these
expressive effusions of Miss Challoner j
i were mqant for him. Let us see. then, if j
we can find the man they were meant
I for.”
i "The second O. B.?"
j “Yes.”
Sweetwater’s face instantly lit up.
“Do you mean that I—after my egre
gious failure —am not to be kept on the
dunce’s seat? That you will give me this
new job?”
“Yes. We don't know of a better man.
It isn't your faul|. you said it yourself,
that water couldn't be squeezed out of a
millstone.”
To Be Continued in Next Issue
Letters from Prominent Druggists
addressed to Chas. H. Fletcher.
Conger Bros, of St. Paul, Minn., say: “Fletcher's Castoria is certainly
full of merit and worthy of recommendation.” /
C. G. A. Loder, of Philadelphia, Pa., says: “For 20 years we have sold
Fletcher's Castoria and are pleased to state that it has given universal
satisfaction.”
The Scholtz Drug Co., of Denver, Colo., says: "Fletcher’s Castoria has
surely become a household word. Seemingly every family where there
are children uses it.”
Hoagland ft Mansfield, of Boston, Mass., say: “We have nothing but
good to say about your Castoria and we do not hesitate to give it our
unqualified endorsement.”
Riker’s Drug Stores, of New York City, say: “Fletcher’s Castoria is one
of the oldest and most popular preparations in our stores. We have
nothing but good to say about it.”
Wolff-Wilson Drug Co., of St. Louis, Mo., says: “Os the thousands of
patent medicines for which we have demand there are a very few of
them that we can conscientiously recommend and your Castoria is in
cluded lh this few.”
D. R. Dyche ft Co., of Chicago, Ills., say: “The increasing demand for
your Castoria shows that a discriminating public is not slow to seek
out a remedy of merit and once convinced that it does all and even
more than claimed they do not hesitate to recommend it to their friends.”
The Owl Drug Co., of San Francisco, Cal., says: “We have always
been a believer in the ‘original man protection’ and have been particular
never to sell anything but the genuine and original Castoria (Fletcher’s).
We have many calls every day for this article from people who say they
would not be without it in their homes.”
GENUINE CASTORIA ALWAYS
Bears the Signature of
1 The Kind You Have Always Bought
In Use For Over 30 Years.
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A VELVET TAILOR-MADE
In Red and Blue.
ADVICE TO THE LOVELORN * * By Beatrice Fairfax
DON'T TRY TO REVIVE IT.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I met a young girl about six
months and fell in love with
her at first sight, and she did the
same. Nobody in the world could
have treated her better than I did.
and yet she wants to go out with
other fellows. She refuses to go
out with me one day. and the next
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day she will call me upon the tele
phone and say she is sorry she re
fused me. She is eighteen years old
and I am nineteen. 1 still think
the world of her, but it’s growing
weaker every day. R. G.
It seems to me that if your love for
the girl is dying, your troubles are
reaching a peaceful solution. Don’t try
to revive it. A forced love is never
long-lived. You have nothing to re
gret and, while you may doubt it now,
you will in time find that loving an
other girl will come very easy.
YOU CERTAINLY WOULD.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
I am a young girl of eighteen,
and considered very- good looking.
Three years ago 1 met a young
man. Although I was a mere child,
I loved him and he loved me, as
he professed. This same true love
has since been kept up. and I am
Up-to-Date Jokes
Hugo Arnot, the historian of Edin
burgh. was one day waited upon by a
woman who requested him to advise
iidr how she might best get rid of an
admirer whose importunities caused
her annoyance. The woman was the
reverse of fascinating, and Arnot, be
ing indisposed to flatter her vanity,
replied:
“Oh, you had better marry the fel
low.”
“Marry him!" replied the astonished
woman. "I wbuld see him hanged
first.”
.“Marry him. then." persisted the hu
morist. “and I'll bet he’ll soon bang
himself."
The young undergraduate was haled
before his ‘-tutor. He had exceeded ills
leave by no less than two days.
“Well.” said the professor, "what
have you to say for yourself?"
“I’m awfully sorry,” replied the un
dergrad. “I really couldn’t get back
before. 1 was detained by most im
portant business.”
The professor looked at him sternly.
“So you wanted two more days of
grace, did you?" he asked.
“No, sir,” answered the young man,
off his guard for the moment —"of
Marjorie.”
A farmer one day noticed two boys
looking with covetous eyes at his
tempting fruit, so he ordered them
away. Some time afterward, when he
returned, he saw- the boys sitting
astride of his orchard fence.
"Didn't I tell you.” he roared, "that
you couldn't come in here?"
“We're not coming in,” answered one
of the boys, whose pockets were bulging
suspiciously: "we're going back"
Traveler (at a crowded hotel) How
much do I owe you? What’s my bill'.’
Landlord —Ijet me see; your room
was—
Traveler —But I didn't have apy room.
I slept on the billiard table
Landlord—Ah, well; two shillings an
hour.
Curran was one day walking with a
friend, who, hea-ing a person say
“curosity” for “curiosity." exclaimed:
"How that man murders the English
language!"
"Not so bad as that," replied Curran
“He has only kno<fi<ed an T out.”
"Is your married life one grand,
«weet song
'Well, since the kid's been born it i
been like an opera full of grand
mar h< w. with loud cull* for the author
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today more crazy for him than
ever.
His mother is very- much against
me, the reason not amounting to
anything. He continues to love me
through it all. Do you think I
would be justified in marrying him
in about three years?
MARGARET.
You have been true to each other
for three years; three years more of
such loyalty will entitle you to mar
riage and happiness, no matter who ob
jects. No one could ask a greater test
of fitness fOX matrimony than six years
of faithfulness.
YOUR PARENTS KNOW BEST.
Dear Miss Fairfax:
1 am a young girl sixteen years
of age. lam in love with a gentle
man who is nearly thirty. He
wishes me to marry him in the
spring, but my parents object
greatly, as they say J am far too
young. They will not allow me to
have anything to do with him. 1
can't give him up, because I love
him too much and he loves me. I
have only known him three months.
But it doesn’t seem that short.
HEARTBROKEN NEDRA.
Fourteen years difference In age,
when the weight of years is on the
man's side. Is not too great.
But you are only sixteen; you have
known him only three months, and
your parents object.
Under these circumstances, either
you must give the man up, or enter
into an agreement to wait till you are
older. You owe your parents this con
cession. Remember, my dear, that their
love is without any element of selfish
ness.
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x*— a EORGE.” asked the Manicure
I y Ladj-. "what is a ‘hallucina
tion?’ I had an argument
about it with the old gent last night.
He. said it meant where a fellow had
to get rats in his garret and be all the
time thinking somebody* was chasing
him. Brother Wilfred must have one
of them things if that Is the truth, be
cause, goodness knows, George, there is
more than one chasing hint—all credi
tors and collectors. But to get back
to the word 'hallucination.' I told the
old gent that he was mistaken. I told
him it meant what the doctors do to all
the kids at school when there is a
smallpox scare. Was I right?”
“As near right as you ever get, kid
do,” said the Head Barber sweetly. “The
old gent, as you call the father that
brought you into the world to sharpen
orange sticks, was right. You was
wrong. 'Vaccination' was the word you
was thinking about."
“You’re the old original corrector,
ain't you. George?” sneered the Mani
cure Lady. “If you had been living
just before the first flood I wish I could
have saw you around telling Noah how’
to build the ark and how to herd all
them animals into the boat in pairs, so
he wouldn't get confused. Os all the
sure thing, know-it-all guys that ever
lived, you are the cream.
■‘But I must tell you about the hallu
cination that I had the other night.
The doctor told me so afterward, any
how, and he called it a hallucination. 1
hollered so loud in my sleep that I woke
myself up. There was cold sweat all
over my womanly brow. My hands
was shaking like the hands of a mur
der car chauffeur making his getaway.
Some strange fear clutched me, George;
one of them vagabond, indefinite fears
that them novelists tells about, and,
whether you believe it or not, I couldn’t
budge a inch. When I was a kid I read
all that Dante’s Furnace, or whatever
they call it, and seen the illustrations
by a man named Gustave Gate or Gus
tave Wore, or something like that, but
you can bet your life, George, that they
wasn’t half so terrible as the dream I
had, the hallucination I was telling you
about.”
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telling me about the hallucination that
you had?” asked the Head Barber.
“Sure I will tell you, George,” was
the answer. "I dreamed that I was a
barber!”
"You like to kid, don’t you?” said the
Head Barber after a moment of si
lence. “Why don’t you tell about a
dream that really happened, if you want
to talk about dreams? Instead of talk
ing up and telling me a lot about real
nightmares, you have to be a clown to
try and get my goat. Now, I will tell
you a real nightmare, one that I had
the other night.”
“Oh, let’s hear it. George! What was
it?"
"Only another dream.” said the Head
Barber. “I dreamed that I was a Mani
cure Lady!”
A CASE FOR THE DENTIST.
A great house-warming was taking
place at the Dougal McDougal place.
There was game to hunt, ghosts to dit
to. and good food and wine w’ithal.
There were bagpipes and haggis, danc
ers and singers. To crown all, Dougal
McDougal had ordered a S2OO piano
from London.
He went up to towrn, but decided not
to take it down with him, as it was
too bulky. Instead, he had it sent on.
When he finally returned he asked his
trusted retainer if the piano had ar
rived.
“Weel,” the former replied, “she’s as
richt as ye cud expect. She slipped as
she was ganging tae the hoose and
broke a few of her front teeth, but I
can na think she's really hurt,"
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