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. 03 IS the world's finest gardens I! SALADA II ! "Come," he ..aid soothingly; "we'll He glanced un nrpcaHngly. "But you | l.ave a long drive in the country, Lady will, I hope, advise me before you take ! , Mae." Reproachfi lly she turned to any drastic wops." i Markham and said coldly: 'Uncle I "That I can promise you, sir." j wishes yt>u to come to tho library." ! Markham rose. "But I fear we are | With that she led Mrs. Drukker f ron; ^ a long way from iiny drastic measures the room and down th*> hall. j at p'-ercnt." He hld out hi 2_*nd, "Now that's n quoer one, sir," com-; and from his m.-inner .. was evident) merited Heath, who had stood hsitin^ i he ha.i c-..oed some hidden anxiety in I _^ ____ ___^ ^^^ f on with bewildered amazement. "Smjthe old man and wanted U> expris f ac Vou7 from "among the bushes' and ' away from'those bears and the plane, TEA Fresh from the gardens' 1(4 The Bishop -Murder Case A PHILO VANCE STORY BY S. 3. VAN DINE SYNOPSIS. Two men have been murdered, on*, Ancwn aa Cock Robin, has been shot with an arrow on the archery rang? adjoining Prof. Dillard's house; the second, John E. Spring, shot through the head with a bullet. These crime? secm to be the dramatization of the nursery rhymes: "Who killed Cock Robin?" and "There was a little man ..- ! he had a little gun." A note is received from th murdered, ijrn*d The Binhop. District Attorney Mi.rk- ham calls in '.h aid of Philo Vance, . weaithy bachelor, whose hobby is the solving of unusual crime*. Vance is questioning Mrs. Drukker, who is mentally unbalanced, and who believe* her jrrown-'jp, rrippM son i* s!i!l n baby. CHAPTKK XV. (Cont'd.) "It's n rather diabolical gam*, don't you thir.k, Mrs. I>ruk.cer?" "And why not? Isn't Hfe itself diabolical?" "For some of us yes." A ijrious syr.pathy informed Vance's words ail he gazed at this strung* tragic cnw ture before us. "Tell me," he went on quickly, in an altered tone, "do you know who the Bishop is?" "The Bishop?" She frowned per- pk-xeily. "No, I don't know him. Is that another child's gam*?" "Something of that kind, I imagine. At any rate, th> Bishop in interested in <'ock Robin and Johnny Sprig}*,. In fact, he may be the person who is makin-j? up the fr.ntastic games. And we're looking for him, Mrs. Dnikker. We hope to learn tho truth from him." The won. an shook her head vaguely. "I d^>n't know him." Then she glared vindictively at Mr.rkham. "But it's n<t going to do you any good to try to find out who killed Cock Robin and shot Johnny Sprigg through the mid- dle of his wig. You'll never learn never never " Her voice had ns*n excitedly, and a fit of trembling seized her. At thi moment Bclte Oilkvrd tv- enu-rwl the room, and goinp quickly tx> M-. Drukker, put her arm about her. Pure, crisp, light, flaky and alwayi 1RRSH FREQUENT PAINS ?m intthtiDog SCOTTIE- Yes Sir. 'hat hear just poked hls.Seottie ami I started to run to et. had the dope on thii Johnny Sprigff , his sympathy without voicing n ' s looked stuff all the time!" Vance nodd^l. "And our appearance here fright- ened her. SrUl, her mind is morbid end sensitive, Sergeant; and dwelling aa she does constantly on her son'.i deformity and the early days when hv feelings. The professor walkod with us to the door. j "I can't understand that typed ten- 1 ror," he murmured, shaking hi head. l "But if there's anything I can do. . ." "There is something you can do f jr at us. \Ve had no gun not even a knife It was a great brute of a grizzly, and with her came a half- grown cub. was like other children', it's quite pos- us. Professor Dillard," said Vance sible she merely hit accidentally upon | pausing at the door. "On the morn- che Mothr-(ioose sigTviflcane* of Robin'n and Sptiffx'* death I wonder." He looked toward Mark- ham. "There are stranjpe under-cur- rents in this case incredible aiid ter- rifying implications." He his shoulders, though I knew he h-d not wholly eiscaped the pall of horror on u* by Mrs. Drukker's word*. "Perhaps wo can find a little solid footinK with Professor Dillald." Th i professor received us wit). out enthusiasm and \<ith but sc:int cordi- ality. His desk wac littered with pa- pers, mid it was obvious that we hatf disturbed him in the midst of his labors. "'Why thi unexpected visit, Mf.rk- h:tm?" he ask*.', rfter had ueated ourselves. "Ha\ < e you something to leport on Robin's death?" He marked a page in Weyl's "Space, Time rid Mutter" and, settling back reluctant- ly, rejrankd us with impatience. "I'm very busy working on a problem of Mach's mechanics. . . ." "I Teg-ret," said Markham, "I have nothing to report on the Robin case. Bui there har. been another murder in this neighborhood today, and we havr reanon to believe that it my be con- nected with Robin's death. What I wanted particularly *a ask you, sir, is whether ov not the r m* of John E. is familiar to you. 1 ' Professor DillarJ's xpi-esnion of annoyance <-kuingvd quickly. "Is that th name of the mr.n who was killed?" There was no longer any lack of interest in his attitude. "Yes. A man nameu John E. Spring was shot in Riverride Park, ncr.r 84th Street, this morning shortly after half past s*-vfn." ing Robin was killed \ve interviewed Mrs. Drukktr " "Ah!" "And though she denied having at at her window during the forenoon there is a possibility she saw sonv:- thini? happen on the archery ran<~ between eleven and twelve." "She gave you that impression?" There watt an undertone of suppressed interest in die professor's question. "Only in a remote way. It was Drukker's statement that he had ivhicii I knew would shortly explode. We had hardly gone a hundred feet, 1 ; when. Scottle got between my feet; Probably you have never 'and down we went In a heap. Scarce-* seen a grizzly loose ly had we struck the ground when th| In the mountains. ' flames reached the gas tank, and| If you haven't, you j WHAM! It blew up. For a minute have no idea how I the air was full of burning debris. 4 ' What a sight! It seemed like as it those hadn't started' to r u n untli, they heard ird all i i s e .' everj? big one looks. This one seemed to be as big as an ele- phant, and she looked as mean as poison. ic WHS growing darker every moment ami iu that narrow valley, shut In by the mountains, almost anything might I have happened. Mrs. Grizzly is a bad one to mt at any time, but when she has a cub with her, she Is not the company one would choose, to meet \ fairly flew. The cub's legs were in a lonely pot. and stubby, and he had to take two Meanwhile the old bear was getting' jumps for his Ma's OPB but ad th^ nervous sort of sniffed around a bit j went out of sight, they were so close and Uien well, she and her cub ' together -hat they looked l : ke one bltf that n o Then it was a case of bear for self and neverj mind y o u i* neighbor. They, suited down to look us over. ! bear. Very likely we should have shouted : Meanwhile the wit. k of the ol^ nd waved our arms and yelled i nl * n WM burning bristly. Scotn* Sboot! Shoot!" but I never saw a' and ! hustled over to the edge of tk, grizzly that one could talk out of an ! wood an(1 fathered up the driest woo$ idea. No slree! We did no such thing we cut and ran pell mell for tb plane. It wap less than a hundred feet awar but it seemed as if we would heard his mother scream, and her de- nial of having screamed, that led me to believe that she might have seen something she preferred to ketp from ua. And it occurred to me that you would probably have more influence with her than any one else, ami that, if she did indeed witnes* anything, you might prevail upon her to speak." "No!" Professor Dillard spoke al- most harshly; but he ininu-diately placed his hand on Markham's arm, and his tone changed. "There are some things you must not ask me *o do for you. If that poor ..r.. .. : woman saw anything from, her win- dow that morning, you must find it cut for yourself. I'll have no hard in torturing her; and I sincerely hope you'll not worry her "ither. There are other way* of finding out what yo"a want to Imow." He looked straight into Markham's eyes. "She must not be the on* to tell you. You yourse'f would be sorry afterwards," "We must find out what wo can," Mnrkham answered resolutely b'.it v.-ith kindliness. "There's a fiend loose in this city, and I cannot stay my hand to save any on from suffer- may be. But I ast-ure you I shall not to strike a match In a hurry? The' curling flames like an advancing armyj unnecessarily torture any one." we could find. All night long we kept the ftre blaa . lag brightly, for a good eunv An M ___ ., _ . mighty friendly and comfortable on * never make It. And all the time the bleak, chilly night wlien you are out . bear and her cub were ambling brisk- In the open; but we didn't hear of i ly toward us. I reached for the pot- 1 those bears from the time the gaa cock of, the gas tank, turned It on ami I t*nk exploded. Eaci. time the red held my helmet under it until It was ' blaze began to die uowu, Scottla full and soused it orer the winge and] would whire and pull my coat until 1 body of the plane. Time and time j; awakened and put on '-me more wood. Probably Rcottles th.night more bears in the hlack he saw sbadowjj Certainly he kept wa-.ch during thfj emptied the helmet of gasoline on the plane and every time I looked up, there were tho?e bears coming closer and closer. ! first part of the niRlit. I.nter on As I threw the last helmet of gao- ; must have f?l!en Into a '!e*p sleep, for line over the plane, I looked up, anu ' something bego.n to take place which there just across the plane were- might eas-iy have *ndtd :iii r>'ir adven- the bears. Believe me, girls and boys, j tures the- acri i-lwre. those bears weren't sight-seeing they I Over at the edge of ihe clearing a - -and that.!it'le cri.iison tongue of rUtine grad* 1 tried to 1 "ally curlad up and gre- larger^ light a match, and did you ever by! crept forward and spr-ad more little were out hunting troub! particular trouble was us. "Have you thought," askl Profes- M r Dillard quietly, "that the truth you seek may be more frightful ever. than the crimes themselves?" "That I shall have .o risk. But even! was if I knew it to he a fact, it would not of r CHAPTKR XVI. There was a mite of anxiety of feur almost, I thoujrht in the pro- fessor's voice when he next spoke. "Even so, what can that fact havi t<> do with us? And how can you pos sibly conivi-t hi;- death with Robin's?" "I admit we hnve nothing It-finite t(. go on," Mnrkham told him. "But the purpmelearoeu of both crimes- IOM i&eir meaning. That's why tb old I the total lack of any motive in either ( ave .noie forgiving: they know thr>t then. ?. curious I no man-made values are of nny im- portance." i To be continued.) first one didn't light at all the sec-;f red-coats. But w pre soundj ond broke but the third one lighted. as!ep and saw nothing of It. Mean- I held It to the edge of the wing | while the daaeerou. llitl (l.tines grew. and it seemed as if it would catch flre. As it caught, the old bear the r an I spread back of ns through, woods, threatening to ring us deter me in any degree." "Certainly not. But, Markham, the j estimates we once placed on things scarcely a couple of jumps back me. Suddenly the flame flared up. around with a wall "f fire. (To be continued) 4 caw seen..'- to jrtve unity of :i.peot.'- "You mean, of cou.'si>, that you have found no motive. But if all iiime^ without apparent motive were av-uni- cd to l>e eonn:rted "Also there are the elements of t inn- anil proximity in th< .M- iwo ca.-i>," Mi'.rkKam amplified. "Is that the ba>is of your tien?" The benevolently never were A Shepherd's Cottage In the half light Chocolate Malted Milk The health-giving. delicious drink for children and grown- ups. - - Pound and Half Pound tins at your grocers. Hie half light beiweeu after- noiiii ami eveuiiiK tiii' iinie village j Miniature Golf Opens looks as though it hud jtone to sleep! For Brazilian Putters for the winter- not a sign of actlvi-l pr,,;." <or's mnnni.-r wasjty disturbs its peaceful serenity. The 1 conte-n.ptuous. "You n .- tret-s, covering the hilled back-! ridged and good mathematician, Markham, hut at least you should know that no hypothesis can I>e built on snifh a fliuxy promise." "Roth names," interposed '--t'oclt Robin and Johnny Spring 1 are the subject* of well-known nurs- ery rhymes." The old man stared at him with un- disguised astonishment ; and gradual- ly an nn|rry flush mounted to his face. "Your humor sir, is out of place." ''It i not my humor, alas!" replied Vance *adly. "The jest is the. Bish- op'*." "The Bisfcop?" Professor Dillon j strove to curb his irritation. "IxK>k here, Markhnm; 1 won't be played with. That's the second mention of a mysterious Bishop that's been made- in this room; and I want to know the meaning of it. Kvrn if a crank dirt write' an insane letter ti> tho papers in connection with Robin's deatK wound, show up softly strangely beautiful, and look down with a hint of dignity ou the brown water* of the broud river flowing at Vance, |tha foot. Smoky gray t-louds, light Rio de Janeiro, Biv.zH. Miniature golf couriOB ar* m,"lciiifc their debut in Brazil. One course Is being built lu the heart of Rio's conimei- il district la urder to attract the IHI-..V buslneeq man during lunch hcnr ,aud anotbei is in I.-OIIT-SR of i.uii- ;r.iu!,ri in anotbei quarter of the city. An American company, incorporated in Hr.oill wl a cypital exr-poiliiig fl'Mi.noo, la I th courm-s. what has thi.s Bishop to do with "A paper was found .beneath Spi-i|;K'.s body bearing a mathematical formula typed on the .ann> machine as the Bishop notes." "What!" The professor bent for as feathers, scurry across the sky. After leaving the cozinrss or the village, the moorland road la faced ' and mounted. Knolls of brown and ' green patched jtrass am passed; while the miniature pondc, hard and j glistening, and tho softly singing Icy I burnlets add silvery touches to the dun-colored expanse. I'p and up toward the lightness of sky In th* west, and a keen stinging wind which exhilarates anil urges and coaxes all in one breath! not a Bound In all the vastness of moor and hill but the occasional crlt, crH f a wayward pheasant, and the low-fly- Ing hurried chick, chick, chick of a i blackbird, and the sinking of the ! wind na It carries all before it. Tim height of the moor is readied, ami the song and scurry of the- Ind j waxes louder and louder, until Its I roar and whlstln till the hollows and pound along the plain. The trees are bent and tenipon. scarred, their K RAFT CHEESE an f oo cconomica d. healthful ward. "The wi;h tho llerccncss j Rich in vtiamiiM . Knergy-prcHikicui( . . . An economical BOUTCC of hinhett quality protein . . . fully ma'.^t(! . . . Kraft cherse is a healthful, boiiy- L-i.-._ buililing fixxJ. St;ve it wilh cveiy i. t.i!. W.J. ..- Ctntd* .' same machine, you savV T " "' ' " Made by lh mal efl ' K " f S7'* d Dr.in 9 "d VtUe.l. hen.aticai formula?. . ''"*"'. ''' there is no peace} ___ f What was the formula?" Markhnm opened his pocketbool-., and held out the triangular scrap of to l.u found on the moorland. And then, a corner Is turned! And lo, peace for man ami beast! And in | the i NFA'ERleta throhbiiiR ln-.nl Interrupt your shopping! Or Other pain that Aspirin ends so qui( kly. These harmless tablets re an antidote for the most cute pain. Relief is almost Instantaneous. Taken in time, they will break up a cold and head off discomfort. Truy'll relieve your Buttering fiom Mtiralfia, neuritis, or thr like, at tmv lime. Thdii'.nKis of women depond upon Aspirin tablets every month to spare them from those pnins pwuliar to women. These tablets do not depress the heart ; they may be used as frequently ;>s there is need of their <|uick comfort. So, it's folly to endure any pain that Aspirin tablets could relieve so promptly, llet the genuine, which is always to be had at .my diu tumultu- paper that. Pitts had given him ' I lhis (lulet corlu>r ' Jett!l " u>l1 b - v "The Riemnnn-ChristolTel tensor " , lllls ' nl(I(llos tho all<% l llu1 '-' 1 ' 8 Pr,-rt.,sor Dillard sal for H long time ' u "" (> - Th " llOOV of tlle t-otla B e Kav-inK at tho paper; then he handed "'"'" " ml H briK '"' ro(l K ' ow lnvltoa - it back to Markham. Ho swne.l su,!- i Tllu "'"H'lH'rd's dogs Lark - denly to have grown older; and there | O1 .' ! ' l> ;' .'," any . ,? the w ; luU ' a >yas a weary look in his eyes as he lifted tiieni to UR. "I don't see any j light in this n,,itter." Hid tone wn'. one of hopeless resiifimtion. "But I perhaps you aro ri'ifht In followinir! your present cour.se. What do you ' wnnl. of me?" Mai-K^iini was plainly pu/.xled hy the otlin'.-i altered cttitude ed victims which HVR HUIIK Into tuolrj haven from without. -The riirlatlan Science Monitor. At the 481 h annual meet ing of tbe ^nnadlan Holsti-in-Fiicslan Associa- tion In Toronto, the otlior day. pros!- ilent P. H. Moore reported member- ship now at 4, IMS and assets in ex- mint tan qe& GREATtR MOURISHIV1ENT ^LESS INOWEY "l came to you primarily to ascei- <1 " 1!S ' $l". rt Ot>. The extension ser tain if thero was any link between vll ' (1 report showed that of 3, nitS he.'lil of rlillln to Clilnit, Soulli Vnit'vlen, Mi-ltlsli ^ASPIRIN i i - '\f.r n:.^. Bprlgg and this house; but, to he quite cixndid, I don't M-V how thHt link, now (hat I have it, fits into the chain. I would, however, like your pcnnis*io'i to question I'yne and Hrcdle in what ever waif I think udvisiilile." "Ask them anything you like, Marl, hum. You shali never lie nlile tn RO cii-o iu^ of hiiviiifj stixxl in your way ' $yru[i BINSONS GOLDEN SVRUP c/ D\VARDSBlUtG servv, liulnna mul luini'il ,'\or i .''I. Vniivlen, UIP 1'i.iieii Stains >:MO.OI,O 10 the ii'-s-i V,l' I '. , ! . ' ..\\ilV \\ O' II in! > H triephciie r, c. '. r I' ., i tii\-l r,-. ai'iiipjv i !-:..- i ' :!.! !| i' V... i liir r , : ,;_ . . 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