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By A H. C. MITCHELL.
Copyright, 1913, by International News
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TO-DAY \S INST A LLM ENT.
“What’s the use?” declared Bill
Smith. “We’ve got a pretty good ball
r»?ib here in Atlanta and stand a
good chance of winning the Southern
League pennant. This kid will win a
lot of ball games for us. and I’m go
ing to hang on to him.”
Thus, it seemed, Gordon Kelly was
bound to be»a fixture in Atlanta, but
soon after Smith delivered his ulti
matum things happened that altered
the aspect of the situation, and there
came a complete change in the life of
the young man who had created such
a profound sensation in the baseball
world, all ending in a climax that
had no parallel in the history of the
national game.
Still in Ignorance.
It is not the purpose of this narra
tive to chronicle in detail every base
ball move of Gordon Kelly in the
days that followed his sensational
debut. He continued his phenomenal
work in nhe exhibition games and the
Interest in him increased by heaps
and bounds. An enterprising cigar
manufacturer put a brand of cigars
on the market named after him. He
could have been elected Mayor of the
city if there had been an election and
he had consented to run for the of
fice. A community will stop at noth
ing in connection with a baseball
idol.
Nor is it the intention to chronicle
here all that took place between Gor
don Kelly and Mildred Deery. That
young woman remained in blissful
Ignorance of the young man’s occupa
tion. He could not summon up
enough courage to tell her. Mildred
was at that particular age in a young
woman's career when she had no in
clination to read the newspapers.
The news of the day for her con
sisted of the social activities of her
friends. Baseball was about the last
thing in the world that she and her
friends would care to talk about. As
far as her father was concerned, his
newspaper reading was confined al
most wholly to the financial pages,
with just enough general news to
keep him informed on the topics of
the day He passed over the sporting
pages of the newspapers without even
glancing at them. He was so en
grossed in his business affairs that
he had no time for play. And so it
was that no member of the Deery
family knew of Gordon Kelly’s con
nection with baseball.
But the family were soon to know'
and the knowledge of it. or rather
the circumstance connected with it.
came as a distinct shock to at least
one member of the household.
CHAPTER XV.
W HO will ever forget the base
ball excitement, strife and
tumult that seethed and ed
died and whirled around the person
of Gordon Kelly in the ten days fol
lowing the opening of the Southern
League championship baseball sea
son on April 10? Never was any
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again will similar scenes be enacted.
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Atlanta became for the moment the
center of the baseball map, the foun
tain head of the baseball universe.
Three days after the pennant race
began half a scoro and more of big
league scouts—the finetooth combs
of baseball—started for Atlanta by
the fastest trains. These men were
employed by the clubs of New York,
Boston, Chicago, Philadelphia, St.
Louis, Cleveland, Cincinnati, Pitts
burg, and so on, to rake the country
from end ty end in search of base
ball talent to strengthen the clubs of
their employers, for a big league club
must never stand still; it must be
constantly looking for new material
to take the places of the men wfco
have outlived their usefulness. Base
ball goes at top speed all the time.
There must be no laggards. Those
whose baseball lamps have burned
out must step aside and make way
for new and fresh-filled baseball
lamps.
The reason for the sudden appenr-
ance In Atlanta of these baseball
scouts was because Gordon Kelly had
“broken up” the first thre champion
ship games of ball with his bat—
won them. In other words, with his
piece of ash—ac well as saved a game
by one of the most sensational catch
es over seen on a ball field. Every
thing that had been said and printed
about him was true. He was a phe
nomenal ball player. There was not
the slightest question about it. The
magnate who had pooh-poohed his
ability suddenly woke up to the fact
that down in Atlanta was a baseball
marvel who must be secured by his
club at any coat. He was only one
of a dozen other big league club own
ers who came to the same opinion
at the tame time. Hence the hurry
Ing of their scouts to Atlanta to
make terms for this world-beater.
Too Big for Scouts.
The usual mode of procedure for a
baseball scout is to approach a town
in gumshoes. He endeavora^to con
ceal hla presence, and, figuratively
putting on false whiskers, he sits in
the grandstand and leisurely sizes up
the man he wants. If such a one
as this came into Atlanta at the time
of which wo write, he was quickly
smoked out. It was no time for mys
terious baseball diplomacy. It was
a case of acting quickly or lose out
to a rival club.
But the scouts found out Immedi
ately that the matter was altogether
too big for them to hah die. They
reached the limit they felt empowered
to offer for Gordon Kelly almost in
their first breath. Bill Smith laughed
raucously at them singly, In pairs, and
en masse.
“Why, you pikers,” ho said with a
snort, “Gaffney and Stallings, of the
poor old tail-end Boston National;'.,
offered more than you fellows* want
to cough up for the kid three weeks
ago.”
"Name your price, then,” shouted
the scouts in chorus.
Bill Smith waved his hand airily.
“The kid is not for sale,” he said.
As though working in unison (which
they were not), the scouts rushed to
the nearest telegraph office and wired
long dispatcher to their bosses, the
club owners, detailing the facts in
the case and imploring them, If they
wanted this man, Gordon Kelly, they
must come to Atlanta by first train
and do their own bidding. Then they
all went out to the ball park in n
I body and with their own eyes saw
I Gordon Kelly do this remarkable
tiling:
With the scoro a tie at 3—3 In the
last half of the tenth, and both pitch-
| ers working like demons, Kelly went
to bat with two out. He laid down
a bunt and beat It out, stole second on
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first ball pitched, stole third on the
.<*econd bail pitched and stole home,
winning the game, on the third ball
pitched.
It 1h impossible to describe the
stories of wild excitement that fol
lowed this daring piece of base-run
ning. Crowds surged on the grounds
and made a rush for Kelly to shake
his hgnd, slap him on the back or
carry him off the field on their shoul
ders. if possible, but the young man
quickly arose from his successful
slide to he plate and ran to the
clubhouse, where he was safe from
the noisy demonstration.
The scouts remained in the grand
stand watching the familiar scenes
that followed the winning of a close
game by the home team. Patsy Don
ovan, the Red Sox scout, declared
himself right then and there.
“That kid is in a clast* by himself,
he said. “No man ever lived that
is as fast on the bases as that kid
Is.”
“You’re right. Patsy,’’ spoke up Billy
Murray, the Pltteburg club’s gum
shoe man ”Ty Cobb will have to
play second fiddle to that boy when
he gets in the big leagues. I wish
Pittsburg had him. I think I’ll send
another telegram.”
But there was no need of further
telegrams The magnates were al
ready on their way to Atlanta. All
afternoon dispatches had been drib
bling in to President Callaway and
Bill Smith from the big moguls. They
all read pretty much the same. One
will do to quote. It said:
“Am on my way to Atlanta. Don’t
do anything on Gordon Kelly matter
until you see me.”
Club Presidents Come.
Next day the advance guard of the
major league club presidents arrived
in town. Next morning eight more
had registered at the hotels and more
were known to be on the way. When
they left their home cities each mag
nate was under the Impression that
he was the only major league club
president that was going to Atlanta
for the particular purpose of secur
ing the services of the phenomenal
Gordon Kelly for bis own club, but It
so happened that four of them made
the trip on the same train. They
had expressed the utmost surprise at j
meeting each other and there was
considerable dissembling for a brief
period, but the truth quickly came out 1
and they laughed heartily, although
secretly chagrined at the turn of
affairs.
'This reminds me of the old days
of the National League, Barney.” ob
served President Ebbets, of the
Brooklyn club. “Remember how we J
used to gumshoe around when we
held our meetings in order to throw
the reporters off our trail?”
“T should Kiy I did, Charlie,” -re
plied Barney Dreyfuss. of Pittsburg,
“but I will say we were never able
to fool the reporters. They always
had all the news, though I never could
understand where they got it.”
“What’s your dope on this fellow
Gordon Kelly. Barney? You always
know all about these young players.”
“There isn’t any dope on him.” said
Dreyfuos. “AH I know is what my
scout says about him. I think they
have all gone crazy. I’ll tel] you the
truth, < 'harlle. I won’t offer a cent
for him until I’ve seen him play.”
“That’s my i(jlea, too ” returned Eb
bets, "I think we are all on a wild
goose chase, “hut now that I’m started
I’m going to see this thing through.”
Most Extraordinary.
President Hemphill, of the New
York Giants, and President Miner, of
the Washington club, were the other
two baseball magnates in the paijty.
Hemphill «poke up:
“McGraw tells me that from private
sources ^of Information he Is con
vinced that this Kelly Is nn excep
tional player. A lot of stuff has been
printed about him in the newspapers.”
I should say there has,” exclaimed
Drey fuss. They were In the observa
tion car. Drey fuss reached behind him
and touched a button and when the
porter appeared he said:
“Get my grip in lower 7.”
The Pltteburg club's president was
known to be a great collector of news
paper clippings relating to ball play
ers. He opened his valise and dis
played to the eyes of his astonished
companions a bundle of folded clip
pings the size of three bricks. They
all related to Gordon Kelly.
‘‘Mind you.” fie said, “this fellow
never was heard of before March 1,
a little over six weeks ago. It is
the most extraordinary thing that
has ever happened in baseball in all
the years I have been connected
with the game. Another extraor
dinary thing, and don’t you forget 11.
is the fact that we four club presi
dent.* are on our way to Atlanta,
each with the purpose of buying the
release of this one ball player. I have
known of one club owner going out
of town to sign a ball player, but
never before in the history of the
game have four of them taken a trip
to land the same man.
Little else was talked of but Gor
don Kelly for the remainder of the
trip.
In New York on business connect
ed with the American League. B. B.
Johnson, president of that organiza
tion and known as the “Czar of Base,
ball.” was seated in the office of
President Frank Farrell of the New
York American league club, when
the latter opened and read a tele-
gram. He passed the dispatch ‘o
| Johnson and icid a clerk to look up
rains for Atlanta. The telegram was
| from the New York club’s chief
scout.
“Yes. this Gordon Kelly must be a
wonder.” said Johnson, handing back
the message. “Comlskey was telling
me Just before I left Chlqggo that he
had heard about him and was going
| to send a man down there to g*t
| him. Evidently the scouts have all
j vailed. Are you going to Atlanta?”
To bo Continued To-morrow.
Garrett P. Serviss Writes on Secrets of the Sphinx;
the Tunnels of Death
. Why Not Say So?
By VIRGINIA TERHUNE VAN DE WATER
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By GARRETT P. SERVISS.
T
HE secret of the Sphinx, the
oldest puzzle in the world, is
once more the subject of invea-
tigation. Not long ago it was reported
that a little'’temple, dedicated to the
sun, and supposed to be about eight
thousand years old, had been found
concealed In the huge head of the
crouching stone figure which for un
counted centuries has defied the
abrading sandstorms of Egypt; but
this is now denied.
It is not the first time that similar
reports of strange discoveries in the
body of the Sphinx have been spread
abroad, but invariably the txpectfd
revelation of a secret which was kept
even from the ears of the inquisitive
“Father of History,’’ Herodotus, is
disappointed, and the Sphinx remains
as enigmatical as ever.
The work that is now actually be
ing done by explorers consists of ex
cavations by Professor Reisner, rep
resenting Harvard University, among
the mortuary temples assoc iated with
what is usually called the Third Pyra
mid, or the Pyramid of Mycerinos, of
other excavations by Dr. Borchardt,
the German archaeologist, in the rear
of the Sphinx, where a number of un
derground passages have been dis
covered. Both of these explorations
indicate some connection between the
Sphinx and the Pramid of Mycerinos.
A Curious Extract.
But the Sphinx was also connected
with the great Pyramid, or Pyramid
of Cheops, by similar concealed ways.
Long ago it became known that a
system of labyrinthine passages ex
isted between the Sphinx and the
Great Pyramid. This is shown by a
curious extract from an old manu
script, quoted by Mr. E. U Wilson
25 years ago:
“In the tomb behind the Sphinx,
from the mouth of a mummy pit 80
feet deep, the eefioes, prolonged, of a
gun fired in the heart of the pyramid
were heard, while the gun fired at
the base of the pyramid was hardly
audible. This fact proves a hidden
labyrinth beneath the tableland.”
This recalls the legend of Queen
Nltocris, “the beautiful one with the
rosy cheeks,” who, according to the
stories that Herodotus heard, avenged
the murder of her husband, the king,
by Inviting all who had been Impli
cated in the assassination to a ban
quet, held In a great underground hall,
which she had constructed. At the
height of the revelry she had the
gates of passages connecting with the
Nile thrown open, and all her guests
were drowned. Herodotus also - savs
that she enlarged the Pyramid of
Mycerlnes. The Arabs yet to-day
have a legend that the spirit of Ni-
j tocris haunts this pyramid in the j
[ form of a beautiful woman who lures 1
| men away Into the desert, where they
j go mad and perish.
Is Undermined.
At any rate, th* fork tableland on
which the pyramids stand is under
mined with many chambers and con
necting passages, some of which are
now being uncovered. Professor Rels-
ner's work is concerned specially with
J a vast burial ground, lying west of
the Great Pyramid, where, It is he-
| lloved, members of the Egyptian no
bility wore Interred during the period
of the kings called "the pyramid
j builders.” One of the accompanying
photographs show* a gigantic stone
sarcophagus being raised fpom an ex
cavation In this ground.
But what was the part that the
Here Is shown the renfoval of a huge stone sarcophagus from one of
the subterranean tunnels recently discovered, and below is an illustration
of how Queen Nictoeris trapped her enemies In One of the underground
passages by Inviting them there to a banquet, during which she had gates
connecting the tunnels to the Nile thrown open, drowning the feasters.
Sphinx played In the stupendous as
semblage of structures collected to
gether on this rocky platform? That
question 'remains unanswered. Why
did the great conqueror Cambysos,
nearly 2,500 years ago, mutilate the
face of the Sphinx? Did its counte
nance express its purpose, and did he
wish to destroy its supposed Influ
ence? The Arab name for the Sphinx
Is “The Father of Horror." Is that a
mere play of Oriental imagination, or
does it commemorate some all but
forgotten tradition?
The excavations of the next few
years may yet give us light on the
age-old questions that this gigantic
figure, cut out of the solid rock, sug
gests to every thoughtful onlooker.
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TO-DAY’S INSTALLMENT.
“Why, this is Mary calling," he
muttered.
“Mary!” Briggs cried. HIS usual
vacuity of expression was cast off
like a mask and alarm twisted his
features. Then, in the next instant, a
crafty triumph gleamed from his eyes.
"Yes; she’s on," Garson interrupted
a moment later as the tapping ceased
for a little. He translated In a loud
whisper as the irregular ticking noise
sounded again:
“I shall be there at the hous»e al
most at once. I am sending this mes
sage from the drug store around the
corner. Have someone open the door
for me immediately.
“She’s coming over,” Griggs cried
incredulously.
“No, I'll stop her,” Garson declared
firmly.
“Right! Stop her,” Chicago Red
vouchsafed.
But, when, after tapping a few
words, the forger paused for the re
ply, no sound came.
“She don’t answer,” he exclaimed,
greatly disconcerted. He tried again,
still without result. At that, he hung
up the receiver with a groan. "She’s
gone—"
“On her way already.” Griggs sug
gested. and there was none to doubt It
was so.
“What's she coming here for?” Gar
son exclaimed harshly. “This ain’t
no place for her! Why. if anything
should go wrong now*—”
He Drew Out a Small Torch.
But Griggs interrupted him with
his usual breezy cheerfulness of man
ner.
“Oh, nothing can go wrong now. old
top. I’ll let her In.” He drew a small
torch from the skirt-pocket of his
coat and crossed to the hall door, as
Garson nodded assent.
“God! Why did she have to come?”
Garson muttered, filled with forebod
ings. “If anything should go wrong
Am Quuiltr or ffc asA 2Sc He turned back toward the door
just as It opened, and Mary darted
into the room, with Griggs following.
“What do you want here?” he de
manded. with peremptory savagenes’s
in his voice, which was a tone he had
never hitherto used in addressing her.
Mary went swiftly to face Garson
where he stood by the desk, while
Griggs joined the other two men, who
stood shuffling about uneasily by the
fireplace, at a loss over this Intrusion
on their scheme. Mary moved with a
lissome grace like that of some wild
creature, but as she halted opposite
the man who had given.her back the
life she would have* thrown away,
there was only tender pleading in her
voice, though her words were an ar
raignment.
“Joe, you lied to me.”
“That can be settled later,” the man
snapped. His jaw was thrust forward
obstinately, and his el^ar eyes spar
kled defiantly.
“You are fools*, all of you!” Mary
cried. Her eyes darkened and dis
tended with fear. They darted from
Garson to the other three men, and
back again in rebuke. “Yes, fools!’’
This is burglary. I can’t protect you
if you are caught. How can I? Oh,
come!” She held out her hands plead
ingly toward Garson, and her voice
dropped to beseeching. “Joe, Joe. you
must get away from this house at
once, all of you. Joe. make them go."
“We Are Here New.”
“It’s too late,” was the stern an
swer. There was no leapt relaxation
in the stubborn lines of his face.
"We’re here now, and we’ll slay till
the business is done.”
Mary went a step forward. The
cloak sh« was wearing was thrown
back by her gesture of appeal so that
those watching saw the snowy slope
of the shoulders and the quick rise
and fall of the gently curving bosom.
The beautiful face within the framing
scarf was colorless with a great fear
save only the crimson lips, of which
the bow was bent tremulously as she
spoke her prayer.
“Joe, for my s*ake!”
But the man was inexorable. He
had set himself to this thing, and
even the urging of the one person n
the world for whom he most careJ
was powerless against his resolve.
“I can’t quit now until we’ve got
what wo came, here after,” he de
clared roughly.
Of a sudden, the girl made shift to
employ another sort of supplication.
"But there are reasons.' she said,
faltering. A certain embarrassment
swept her. and the ivory of her
cheeks bloomed rosily. "I—I can’t
have you rob this house, this par-,
ticular house of all the world.” Her
eyes leaped from the still obdurate
face of the forger to the group of
three back of him. Her voice was
Shaken with a great dread as she
called out to them.
“Boys, let’s get away! Please, oh,
pleased Joe, for God’s sake!” Her
tone was a sob.
Her anguish of fear did not
swerve Garson from his purpose.
Tm going to see this through,”
he said, doggedly.
“But, Joe ”
“It’.s settled. I tell you.”
In the man’s emphasis the girl
realized at last the inefficacy of her
efforts to combat his will. She seemed
to droop visibly before their eyes.
Her head sank on her breast. Hor
voice was husky as she tried to
speak. ,
“Then She broke off with a
gesture of despair, and turned away
toward the door by which she had
entered.
To Be Continued To-morrow,
I T is evident from the novels of the
eighteenth century that, in their da>,
when a man was courting a girl, she
when a man waseourting a girl, she
was supposed to be a shy, timid and re
tiring maiden, shrinking from him,
dreading his approach and evading his
presence whenever it was possible for
her to do ‘so. After marriage she be
came a clinging vine, and the man a
sturdy oak.
It is not necessary at this stage of
the world's history to ©*.11 attention to
the fact that few wives are now of
the helpless variety, and that the sturdy-
oak-and-vine fiction is quite out of fash
ion. Even without Bernard Shaw’s sa
tires we could not fail to note that
modem girls are not the shrinking white
rabbits of the periods of Clarissa Har
low® and Pamela.
What Must He Think?
Yet even now, in this day when wom
an looks man squarely In the eyes and
meets him on a common ground, there
is among some wives a strange Idea
that they Increase their worth In the
estimation of their husbands if they are
chary of their caresses and niggardly
In their expressions of affection.
“One should not let a husband be too
sure of one,” asserted a matron. "I
would never thihk of offering to kiss
James unless he first kissed me, nor
would I say to him outright, ’I love
you,’ unless he asked me if I still loved
him. It is to keep a man in some doubt
as to his wife’s real sentiment toward
him.”
Yet she had been married for five
years! I could not help wondering what
a man must think of the woman who
would live with him as his wife for
a half-decade and of whom he could
not yet say assuredly: "She loves me!”.
Must he not consider her either very
shallow In heart or very coarse In na
ture? If one were not sure that one
loved a man, and were not willing to
have him equally sure that one did,
one would hardly wish to marry him.
If, after marriage, an awful awak
ening comes, and a woman finds that
she does not care for her husband or
that he is not the man she believed
him to be, then, as the die is cast, she
must stand by her agreement—unless
the man’s character he so evil as to
justify her in leaving him. Such a union
means misery, and It takes all of a de
cent woman’s courage and Ingenuity to
keep the world from guessing how-
wretched she is.
It’s a Poor Rule.
But if a woman is married to a good,
kind, considerate husband, and loves
him as she should love him to become
his wife, why not tell him that she
does? . Would she not want him to tell
her of his affection—and la it not a
poor rule that does not work both ways
in this day when Pamela and Clarissa
Harlowe are fashionable no longer?
T once heard an able sermon on the
two words: “Say so!” The preacher
claimed that if there is a worthy sen
timent—such as gratitude, friendship,
appreciation, love—which we feel toward
a fellow-being, it is our duty to “say
so.” Many of us mention the uncom
fortable or disagreeable sentiments that
come Into our hearts and minds—then
why not mention the pleasant ones to
those who have a right, to know them?
This principle holds good In all hu
man intercourse. The mother who re
proves a child for wrongdoing should
surely sometimes notice his efforts to
ward Improvement; the employer who
condemns a lack of interest on* the part
of his employee should not feel that he
must repress the word of appreciation
for faithful duty. I do not say that
one need go out of one’s way and
praise at all times; but when the feel
ing of graiitude or of appreciation is
so strong that the expression of It leaps
to the -lips, why not let it pass those
lips? And if in other relationships be
sides marriage this scheme holds good,
surely between husband and wife it
should not be Ignored.
Some of us remember some verses
written years ago that told of the
hard-working and conscientious wife of
a farmer who never thought it worth
while to mention to his life partner
that ho appreciated her nor that ho fell
any affection for her. But when the
poor woman, worn out and old from
years of unremitting toil, lay dying,
the husband crept to the side of her
bed and whispered, in her ear, "I love
you.” At the strange words the heavy
lids lifted and an expression of aston
ishment leaped into the sunken eye®.
Then the stiffening lips movan. “Why
didn’t you tell me so before?” th®y
whispered.
Why, indeed? Marriage takes all th®
love that one can muster coupled with
strong philosophy and common sens® to
make It a success. If the love is there,
for pity’s sake why not say so? Why
should any woman hesitate to tell xh®
man who has chosen her and whom sh®
has chosen out of all the world that
she does love him? Why should sh®
hesitate to attest by word and deed
that he Is dear to her?
The man who does not like to b®
potted and made muoh of by on® h®
loves Is a rare specimen. Said on®
husband In speaking of his wife:
“When, as I sit reading, sh® passe®
her hand over my hair, or wh®n sh®,
of her own accord, lifts her fac® to m®
for a kiss, it means more to me than
If she were to allow me to talk out my
devotion to her for hours at a time.”
Why Not Say So!
Of course It does. In this rushing
age of ours we make too little of th®
love-truths we might speak. The word®
are lies and travesties of the spirit i®
not back of them; but, if It Is—say so!
If I would utter a word of warning
to* any young wife It would be t®
urge her not to be forever wondering
Is she Is as much in love as she one®
was, If she loves her husband as much
as he loves her, If he and she are grow
ing closer together or drifting apart.
Self-analysis In marriage Is fatal.
One of Locke's heroines gives to an
unhappy woman a bit of advice that It
would be well for all wives to remem
ber:
“Love your husband, dear; it Is the
only thing I can say to help you. Then
all the troubles will go. To love a man
vehemently, they say, it is woman’s
greatest curse. It isn’t; It is the great
est blessing of God on her.’’
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At great length the learned doctor had
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imaginary patient, when he suddenly
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listeners.
“Now, Miss Denny, In such a case as
I have mentioned, how much morphine,’*
ho inquired, "should be administered
to the sufferer?”
“Eight grains,” responded the girl.
The doctor, beyond raising one eye
brow, made no comment, and continued
asking other members of the class ques
tions.
But suddenly a horrible realization
flashed upon the girl.
“Doctor,” she said, “I wish to cor
rect the answer I made a moment ago.
I should have said that one-eighth of a
grain Instead of eight grains.”
“Too late!” sternly remarked the doc
tor. “The m^n's dead!”
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