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“Initials Only” By Anna Katherine Grene
A Thrilling Mystery Story of Modern Times
nnvriKht. 1311. Street * Smith.)
'p\’ght, 1911. by Dodd. Mead & Co.)
TODAY'S INSTALLMENT.
was not offensively said: but the con
.r it expressed was absolute. Sweet
'AL' recognized the tone, as one of
W and inwardly laid down his arms.
Jr itbl never like the man: there was
, much iron in his fiber: but he had to
‘ A r ,, n lortge that as a foe he was invul
" rl >->le and therefore admirable to one
Cm’ ' d'l the good sense to appreciate
do no’ want t 0 believe you.” Thus
Brotherson supplement his former
wntence 'For if I were to attribute
, hOSP letters to her. I should have to ae-
Lnowledge that they were written to an
*ther man than myself. And this would
he anvthing but agreeable to me. Now I
going to my room and to my work,
tin' spend the rest of the evening or
,he whole night, if you will, listening at
that hole As heretofore, the labor will
’ all yours and the indifference mine."
With' a satirical play of feature, which
foU ld ■ ardly be called a smile, he nodded
and left the mom.
A Change.
•r s all up. I’m beaten on my own
Thus confessed Sweetwater, in
c Cat detection, to himself. "But I'm
Ling to take advantage of the permis
, >,p s just given me and continue the
t’g a- '■ - lust because he told nte to
‘Ci just because he thinks I won't. I’m
it s no worse than to spend hours of
restless tossing in bed. trying to sleep."
Bil , ..,ir young detective did neither.
i.. was putting his supper dishes
• way a messenger boy knocked at his
door and handed bint a note. It was
pom Mr. Gryce and ran thus:
Steal off. if you can. and as soon as
you can. arid meet me In Twenty-ninth
g treet A discovery has been made which
alters the whole situation."
O. B. Again.
• What's happened? Something very
Important'’ 1 ought to hope so after this
(unfounded failure.
"failure? Didn't he read the letters?”
Yes. he read them. Had to, but —
"Didn't weaken'.’ Eh?"
■ \n, he didn't weaken. You can't got
water out of a millstone. You may
squeeze and squeeze; but it's your fingers
which suffer, not It. He thinks we man
ufactured those letters ourselves on pur
pose to draw him."
"Humph! I knew we had a reputation
for finesse, but I didn't knew that it ran
that high.”
■He denies everything. Said she would
never have written such letters to him.
even goes so far as to declare that if she
■lid write them (he must be strangely
ignorant of her handwriting! they were
treare for some other man than himself.
All rot. but—" A hitch of the shoulder
.onveyed Sweetwater's disgust. His uni
form good nature was strangely dis
turbed
But Mr Gryce's was not. The faint
smile with which he smoothed with an
rast. circling movement, the already pol-
Counterfeits.
what one of the GREATEST NEWSPAPERS KT AMERICA has to
say on this subject:
“ The manufacturers of Castoria have been compelled to spend hundreds in
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,
hut 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 Custoria 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 yww—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 nut; but hard nuts are ttsu- |
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. 1 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 (
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 be said about
them was true. They were not meant for
him. Miss Chailoner had another lover."
"Only another? I thought there were a
half-dozen, at least."
"Another whom she favored. The let- ;
ters found in her possession—not the ones |
she wrote herself, but those which were I
written to her over the signature O. B
were not all from the same hand. Ex- i
perts have been busy with them for a 1
week, and their reports are unanimous, i
The O. B. who wrote the threatening
lines acknowledged to by Orlando Broth- 1
erson was not the Q. B. who penned all I
of those love letters. The similarity in I
the writing misled us at first, but once ‘
i the doubt was raised by Mr. Clialloner's 1
discovery of an allusion in. one of them
which pointed to another writer than Mr.
Brotherson. and experts had no difficulty i
in reaching the decision I have men
tioned.”
"Two O. B.’s! Isn’t that incredible,
i Mr Gryce?"
"Yes, it is incredible; but the incredi
ble is not the impossible. The man
you've been shadowing denies that these
i expressive effusions of Miss Chailoner
i were meant for him. Let us see. then, if
we can find the man they were meant
I for."
, "The second O. B ?"
"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 map.
It isn’t your fault, you said it yourself,
that water couldn't be squeezed out of a
■ millstone."
To Be Continued in Next Issue
j Letters from Prominent Druggists
addressed to Chas. if. FBetcher.
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
I 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 usee it.”
Hoagland 4 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’’
Hiker'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.
eluded in this few.”
D. R. Dyche 4 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.”
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In Use For Over 30 Years.
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ADVICE EO THE LOVELORN * * By Beatrice Fairfax
DON'T TRY TO REVIVE IT.
Dear Miss Eairfax:
I met a young girl about six
months ; — o and fell in love with
her at first sight, and she din the
same. Nobody in the world could
have treated her better than 1 did.
and jet 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. I still think
the world of he:’, but it's glowing
weaker every day R. G.
It seems to me that if your love for
the girl is dying, your tumbles are
leaching 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 thlii loving Tin
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- y ears ago I jne.t a young
man. Although I was a inere child,
I loved him and he loved me, as
he s.-ed. Tins same true love
has'.sljlce been kept up. and I am
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Up-to-Date Jokes
Hugo Arnot, the historian of Edin
burgh. whs otje day waited upon by a
woman who 'requested him to advise
her how she might best get rid of an
admirer whose importunities caused
her annoyance. The Woman was the
reverse of fascinating, and Atnot,'be
ing indisposed to flatter her vanity,
replied:
“Oh. you had better marry the fel
low.” \
“Marry him!" replied the astonished
woman. "1 would see him hanged
first."
“Marry him. then." persisted the hu
morist, "and 111 bet he’ll soon hang
himself."
The yopng undergraduate was haled
before his tutor. He had exceeded his
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. I 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, lie saw the boys sitting
astride of his orel.ard fence
"Didn't I toll you.” he roared "that
you couldn't come in here”"
“We’re not coining In," answct-d one
of the boys, whoyc pockets wore bulging
suspiciously; “wr’re going back.”
Traveler tat a crowded hotel i How
much do I owe you” What's my bill”
Landlord—Let me see. your room
was
Traveler—But I didn't hate any room
I slept on tin billiard table
Landlord Ah. well; two shillings an
hour
Curran was one day walking with a
friend, who. hea mg a :-"U s)l y
“curosity" for "curiosity ” exclaimed:
"How that man murders the English
language! ”
"Not so bad as that," replied Curran.
“He his only knocked an T out.
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today nmre crazy for him than
ever.
His mothei is very much against
me. the reason not amounting to
anything. He continues to love me
through it all. Ito you think I
would be justified in maT’iying him
in about three years?
MARGARET
You have be'n true to each other
for three years; three years more of
such loyalty will entitle you to mar
riage and happiness n( , matter who ob
ject*. .\< one could ask a greater test
of fitne-s for matrimony than six years
of faithfulness.
YOUR PARENTS KNOW BEST,
Dear Mis* Fairfax.
I am a young girl sixteen years
of age. I am 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 I am far too
young. They will not allow me to
have anything to do with him. I
can't give him up. because I love
him too much and he love/ me. I
have only known him three months.
But it doesn't seem that short.
HEARTBRi >KEN NEDRA.
Fourteen years difference In age,
wlu-n tlie weight of years i.s 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.
Coder these circumst mces. either
you must give the man up. or enter
into an agreement to wait till you are
older. You owe your parents tl. con
cession. Remember, my dear, that th-ir
love is without any element of selfish
ness.
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{ X' - "' EORGE.” asked the Manicure
I t Lady, "what is a 'hallui fna
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 him—all credi
tors and collectors. But to get back
to the word hallucination.' I told the
old gent that lie was mistaken 1 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 correeter,
ain't you, George?" sneered the Mani
cure La<i.\. "If you had been living
just before the first flood I wish 1 could
have saw you around tel :ng Noah how
to build the a|k 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 1 must tell you about the hallu
cination that I had the other night.
I’.lie 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 ear 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 Eurnace, 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 1
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. "J 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."
"<>h, let's hear if, 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 withal.
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 town, 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.
"Weil." rhe former replied, "shea a*
rieht as ye eml expect. She slipped a»
she w.v ganging tae tire house and
broke a few of her front teeth, but I
can na think she’s really hint."
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