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She acciiiii|>aiili-H Kinln I"' Ti' Slltaf'Til. where u Mr. Hy- rroft • ' ' • Ip lior f'lvi- 111'- iii>''- tcry. CHAPTER v. "Wh:.t do you 'Jj'-iik aWut this lablt-turninj.' b'x-iin-ts.s, h'.r. K.Vfrofl?" K.<tkcHl Emily. "Now, that is very sliMge. I coii- ft-ss, Misy Trefus-is, that 1 :im power- fully imprf.';.-*<i by si. I am, as per- hap» you may h?.ve hoard, a iH-lii-ver in psychic things. To a certain de- KTce ' nm a believer in .•;piituali.-;m. I have already written out a full ac- routit ami sent it up to the Society of Psychical Kesearch. A well authen- tic.ited ami amazing ca.se. I'ive people present, none of whom could have the lea-si idea or surplTJcn that Captain Trevelyan wa.s murdered." "You don't think â€" " Emily slopped. It wa;; not rio easy to sujrpest her own idea to Mr. Ryeroft that one of the live people might have jcuilty fore-knowled^o. as he himself had betn one of them. She pursue 1 lier i.bjett in a more roundabout man- ner. "It all interesteil nie very much, Mr. Ryeroft. It i.", as you say, an ama.:- injr oc-currence. You don't think «i:y i)f the people present, with the eycei- lion of youi-self. of cour.«e, were ir. my way psychic?" "My dear younK lady, I my.'scU am not i)sychic. I have no power in that direction. I am only a very tieeply JnU'-re.<te<l otiscrver." "What about thi.s Mr. Garfield?" "A nice lad," said Mr. Rycrofl, "but not remarkable in any way." "Well off, I suppose," said Emily. "Stony broke, I believe," said Mr. Ryeroft. "He conies down here to dame attendance on an aunt, from whom he has what 1 call 'expec-tii- lions.' But Miss Percehouse has a sar- il»>nic form of humor and keeps him dancing." "I should like to meet her," said Emily. "Yes, you must certainly meet lier." "Tell me about the Wilktls," said Emily. "{â- harming,'" said Mr. Ryeroft, "Colonial, of course. â- No real iioisc. A little too lavish in their hospitality. Miss Violet i.s a charniinK girl." They had been slowly descending Ihe hillside and were now wending their way down the lane. "Who lives in that cottage?" asked Emily abruptly. Captain Wyatt â€" he is an invalid. Rather un.sociablc I fear." "A friend of Captain Trevelyan's?" "Trevelyan merely made a formal visit on him every ikav and then. .Vs ;. matter of fact Wyatt doesn't encour- age visitors. A surly man." Emily suddenly remembered the hitherto unmonlion<'(l member of the usance. "What, about Mr. Duke?" she asked. "Well." .said Mr. Ryeroft slowly, 'Lhat is what noboily knows. You see, Duke is such an entirely unmysterious individual. I shoulil imagine that the only mystery about him was his social iirigin. Not â€" not tiuitc, if you under- hand me. But a very solid good fel- low," he hastened to add. Emily wa.s silent. "Thi.s is my cott.-ige," said .Mr. Ky rrofl pausing, "perhaps you will do me the honor of coming in nml in- Hpecling it." They went up the small path and pi-tered the cottage. The interior was charming. Hookca.ses lined the walls. Emily glanced curiously at the titles uf the IxMiks. One section dealt with occult prenomena, another with mod- ern detective fiction, but by far the irreater part of the bookcases was given up to criminology. Books on ornithology held u comparativi-ly Kmall positiim. "I think it's all delightful," .-aiil Emily. "I must get b;\ck now. I ex- pect Mr. FInderby will U' waiting for tne As a matter of f;»ctl haven't had breakfast yet. We told Mrs. Curtis h»lf-paRt nine and I see it's ten o'cWk." Emily gave Mr. Ryeroft her hand ami squeezed his warmly. "It's so wonderful," she sa d, "to fwl that there's someone on whom one ran really rely." Emily returne<l -to find eggs and buron, and Charles waiting for her. Mr. CurtiB wa» still agog with ex ritement ov«t the escape of the <-<m- »iet. "Ko you think he'll come this way?" •dked ('harlts. "They never comes this way ; all bare moorland it i.s, ind mly small towns when you do eo.nc off the m<s.r. He'll make for Plyif.outh most likely. But they'll catch him long b4'forf Ihiit." "You could find a t )-<l hidinn place rmong the»« rock.« o4Mth« other >)de of the Tor," -aid Ki' f. "You're right, Mise, and there is a hidiiif; place there, the Pixie's Cf. ,',1 they call it. As narrow an op.-ning, bi'lwfen two rwks as you coull find,' but it widens out inside." | "I mu.st take a look at lhat Pixie'; j ("ave," said Charles. "You'll be surprised how hard it is! to (ind, sir. .Many a picnic party in > luiiiiner look.s for it the whole after- noon and doesn't find it, but if you dO| find it be sure to leave a pin inside il for luck." j "I wonder," said Charles when j breakfast was over and he and Emily | had strolled out into the garden, "if 1 I i.ght to go off to Princetown? Ainaz- ii.g how things pile up once you havei ;•. bit of luck. Here I amâ€" I start with a simple footiiall competition prize, â€" | an<l before I know where 1 am I run straiht into an escaped convict and a murderer. Marvelous!" "What about this photgraphing of Major Burnaby's cottage?" Charles looked up at the sky. "H'm," he said, "I think I shall say the wea- ther is wrong. Er â€" I hope you don't mind, I have just sent off an inter- view with you." "What have you made me say?" "Oh, the usual sort of things people like to hear," said -Mr. Enderby. "Our .special representative rwords his in- terview wnth -Miss Emily Trefusis, the fiancee of Mr. James Pearson who has been arrested by the police and crarg- ed with the murder of Captain Tre- velyan. Then my impression of you a: a high-spirited, beauUful girl." "Thank you," said Emily. "II was a splendid interview," said .Mr. Enderby. "You've no idea what line womanly touching things you said about standing by your man, no mat- ter if the whole world was against him." "Did I really .say that?" "Do you mind?" said Mr. Enderby anxiously. "Oh, no!" said Emily. "Knjoy your- self, darling." Mr. Enderby looked slightly taken aback. I "It's all right," said Emily. "That's a (lu-.)tation. I had it on my bib when I was smallâ€" my Sunday bib. The| week-dav one had "Don't be a glutton' on it." "Oh! I see. I put in a very good bit about Captain Trevelyan's sea car- eer and just a hint at foreign idols looted an<l a possibility of a strangi! prii^t's revenge â€" only a hint you know. What have you been up to?" Emily described her meeting with Mr. Ryeroft. Slie broke otf siukleiily. A pink, he;dlliy-looking young man was leaning over the gate. "I say," said the young man, "frightfully sorry to bull in. I mean, il is awfully awkw:ird, but my aunt sent me along. Emily and Charles both said, "Oh!" "Yes," said the young man. "To tell the truth my aunt's rather a Tar- tar. What she says goes, if you know what I meiui. Of cour.se, 1 think it's frightfully bad form coming along at a time like this, but if you knew my aunt â€" .'..id if you do as she wants, you will know her in a few minute* â€" " "Is your aunt Miss Percehouse?" Iroke in Emily. "Thai's right," said the young man, much relieved. "So you know all alwul her? Old Mother Curtis has been talking I suppose. Well, the fact is, my aunt ;.aid she wanted to see you, and I was to tell you so. Compliments and all thai, and would il be troubling you too much â€" she was an invalid and (luito unable to gel out and il would be a great kindness â€" well, you know the sort of thing. I needn't say it all. It's curiosity really, of course, and if jxm say you've got a headache, or have got letters to write il w-ill be (|uite all right and you needn't lot her." "Oh, but 1 should like to iK.ther, ' said Family. 'I'll go with you at once. Mr. En- derby must go abmg and see IVlajor Burnaby." "I must?" said Enderby in a low voice. "You must," sa.d Emily firmly. She dismissed him with a brief nod and joined her new friend in the road. "I suppose you're .Mr. (iarfiold," she said. ••That's right. I ought to have told you. Splendid of you coming along like this. IjoC". of girls would have been awfully offen<led. But you know what <dd ladies are." "You don't live down here, do you, Mr. tiarfield?" "You IkI your life I don't" said Uimnic Ciarfield. "Well, here we are." He pushed open a gate and Emily pa.ssed through and went up the path leading to n small cottage identical with the rest. In the living-room giv- ing on the garden was a couch and on it was lying an elderly lady with a thin wrinkled face a*.<l with one of the shni|M>«t and most interrogi.live noses that Emily had ever seen. She raised heifelf on an ellx>w with a little diffi- culty. "So you've b.-o .ght her," she "Miid. "Very kind of you, my dear, to come along to <ee an old woman. Hut yo'.i know w lat it is when yoii are an invalid. Vou must have a finger in every i le noing, an'' if you can't go to the P' •, then th« hie must come to you. .Ami you neeili't think H'-< all c'.riosit » it's more t<inii lhat. Ronniiu Princess Elizabeth Is Growing Up !s Now Seven Years Old â€" Resemblance To Queen Grows Princess Klizabetli is Krowing up. The small. cnchantiiiKly grave baby who once christened ber.self •'Lilybel" has vanished for ever, and her place hag been taken by an ciiiially charm- ing young Ijidy of seven years old. Her likeness to the Queen grows inoro remarkable ever day. much to her .Majesty's delight, and she com- biies, 111 a curious way. her mother's charm with her grandmother's dignity and piirposefulness. IliM' Kalety, how- ever, is all her own, and nowhere Is it more apparent than In Scotland, where she is adored by all (ho tenants and ghlllies around Clamis and Halmoral. They love to sec her starting olf on a picnic with the Queenâ€" one of hor favourite treats, this!â€" liarliciilarly it the expedition leads to the new sum- mer-house in the Pass of Ilallater, which has been siii'cially built for such occasions. With a perfectly cut kilt of royal .Stuart tartan and a hand-knitted pull- over of green, she hardly ever wears a hat, but allows her fair, wavy hair to blow happily in the wind. That hair, to give away a secret, is the envy of her small sister. Princess Margaret Rose, whose curls sometimes need a little gentle persuasion! Princess Klizabeth is always delight- fully maternal towards this younger sister of hers, and no wonder, for she is a delicious child, rather more fluffy and frilly than "the fourth lady in the land," who is very severely and beauti- fully tailored nowadays, as befits one of her dignified age. Her military greatcoats and embrodered muslin smocks are at once the despair and inspiration of every mother in London. These two royal sisters set nursery fashions everwhere. If they are seen in red coats one morning, red coats are certain to break out all over the Park the next day, and they have done much to popularize the simple, slreamlike typo of dressing so becoming to the modern child. They work and play, two charming and typically Britisli little girls, in an atmosphere of perfect simplicity. Nursery teas in their airy pale blue and primrose suite at 145 Piccadilly are presided over by !Mrs Knight, their dignified nanny. There is no formalily â€" lucky child- ren invited to share their fun never curtsy â€" and the time-honored rule of "bread and butter first" is always most lirmly enforced. One small guest returned home from a royal tea party, and plaiiilively asked her mother: "What is tlie use of being a Princess if you can't start with chocolate cake?" Princess Elizabeth is something of a tomboy, and so has much in common Willi her two cousins. Lord Lascelles and his younger brother Gerald. An- other small companion, also a cousin, is "'Jamie," the sturdy brown-eyed son of Lady Maude Carnegie, the King's favourite niece. Although he is only tlirei', be is (piite undaunted, and in- sists on lakint; |iarl in all their games, however strenuous. "The children next door," too, play a great part in the life of our birthday i'rincess. Their mother, Ladj- .Allendale, gives an aiimial Cliristmas jiarty at 11-1 Pic- g( out and paint the garden furniture. In the .shed at the end of the garden. Two basket chairs and a bench. You'll find the paint there all ready." The obedient nephew disappeared. '"Sit down," said Miss Percehouse. (To be continue<l.) cadilly, which U always hoiioin.ii by her presence. Nicholas Ueauiuuut, nickuamed "Tupenny," the third sou of the house. Is a sjiecial favourite and this happy little group Indulge in many thrilling bicycle races together, quite unconscious of the admiring crowd which gathers to peer at them through the railings whenever word goes round that '"they"' are out in Hamilton Gar- dens. l^ady Doris Vyner. one of the Duchess of Vork"s best frienils. has a pretty little Klizabeth of her own, named after her royal godmother, and she and her brothers, Charles and Henry, arc all active members of thi8 youthful circle. Princess Elizabeth shares with them the joys of her gramophone, a present from the King, wjio understands his granddaughter's musical tastes per- fectly, and keeps her well supplied with records of all the latest â€" and the loudest â€" military marches! The Princess Is not merely an ad- mirable hostess. Her perfect dignity, remarkable power of forming quick decisions, and faculty for knowing what she wants, combine to make her the natural leader of the "Nursery Party." ' So her days go by, filled with games and lessons and the other normal ac- tivities of little girls of seven, while all England watches with love and ad- miration this specially sweet seven- year-old, who is also their own Prin- cess. <â- Knitting Competition For Women of Empire Fifty organizations of .Australian women urban and rural, are making busy preparations for the Centenary f!elebratious beginning in October next year. They are raising £50,- 000 by a shilling drive and hope to gain much more by selling little books and certificates giving biographies of women pioneers and graphic scenes from their lives. .\ bronze statue will probably be erected bearing memorial panels to women pioneers. Country nursing colleges, a cancer hospital ward, extensions of chil- dren's welfare work, a college of social science, civic beautiflcation schemes â€" proposals like these make up an extensive program. One of the features will be an Empire Knit- ting (Competition with Australian v^ool tor which there will be rich prizes open to every woman under the British flag. Full information can be obtained from HrigadierGen- eral Jess, Town Hall. Melbourne, Victoria, Australia t/ou, £e lkJuc(o^ Oldest Town Crier in England | Sam Sniy_ of Orford. the oldest i town crier, has just celebrated his! ninetieth birthday. Mr. Sniy was a j powder-boy in the Crimea, and has j 200 grand and great-graiid-children. He became town erier 70 years ago, ! and nearly all the inhabitants of Orford are his relatives. Mr. Smy's duties are very varied. He must call the inhabitants to a fire when one occurs. He also takes visitors to the castle and tells them all about lt_ In private life ho is the village rag- and-bono man, newspaper man, chimney sweep and fisherman. Ho has a small holding on which he keeps pigs and poultry and grows veaetablos and fruit Granted! Seeking a divorce decree, Mrs. Alida Doebler of Chicago said her husband was absent-minded. "He even forgot I was his vs'ife," said she. ""He criti- cized me fur tring to flirt with him on the street." The decree was granted. 1 \ Champion Corn Elater Sleeping Sickness In Two Types Scientists Declare St. Louis Epidemic Different from Malady in Other Parts of Country Raton Rouge, Pa.â€" Herbert Brown, 27-year-old ex-soldier, has offered Uim- self as an experimental subject in the fight against, sleeping sickness. Brown described himself as a victim of tuberculosis, unable to work, and expressed the desire to "do soaiiti.iug useful before I die." He asked thai physicians in St. Louis, where enceiv halitis had made heavy inroads, should be made acquainted with his offer. St. Liouis, Mo. â€" Scientists studying the "sleeping sickness" epdemic here were of the general belief that the en- cephalitis outbreaks in other parts of the United States were of a different type than the St. Louis malady. Two deaths, believed to have been caused by sleeping sickness, occurred in Kansas City, Kas., within 2! hours, and six cases have been reported over Ivansas. Ten cases have developed in Kansas City, Mo. Another death was reported at Fort Smith, Ark. The death list rose to -17 in St. Louis. '"There are two types of encaplialitis which make their appearance in many communities,'" said Dr. Paul Zentay, assistant health commissioner. "They are the sporadic type, which usually follows another illness such as meas- les, whooping cough or other types of body infection, and the lethargic en- cephalitis, which is a primary disease. At JclTerson City, Mrs. Mary Edna Cruzen. State Labor Commissioner, said she had written St. Louis County health officials asking them to deter- mine whether "filthy bedding" was contributing to the epidemic Mrs. Curzen said she had closed several mattress tirms, where inspect- ors found "filthy conditiop.s." and that other firms voluntarily cleaned up when they "saw we meant business." Washington. â€" The Associated Press has asked me for an acticle on epi- demic encephalitis, the "sleeping sick- ness" which in the past month has resulted in 45 death, 320 cases, in St. Louis, writes Hugh S. Cummiug, Sur- geon-General of the Public Health Ser- vice. My experience is that the Press Is the most valuable adjunct of the Pub- ic Health Service In meeting such epidemics. It gives the people infor- mation for their protection. Not siuce the poliomyelitis epidemic in New York in 191« has this service been confronted with an epidemic in such imperative need immediate and intensive study. To further it, I am asking the Treasury Department for ?25,0tl0. Inflammation of Brain Epidemic encephalitis, or "sleeping sickness" Is an inllammation of the brain itself, with a moderate involve- ment of the menigcs. or coverings of the spinal cord. It is one of the group known as virus diseases, the ultra-microscopic ge:-m having thus far proven impossible of isolation. Its carriers remain un- known. It usually starts wth a pain in the back of the neck and headache. Often there are gastro-inti'stinul symptoms- vomiting, diarrhoo;:, or constipation. 'I'he patient is apathetic, lying immo- bile. The temperature risea^ Charac- teristic is the "facial mask""- no mo- bility or expression in the facial muscles. Accompanying this condition often aro motor reflexes of elbow, knee, wrist, or ankle; or tremors of arms or legsâ€" continuous shaking. Ir- regular paralysis may occur. Postmortems show evidence of des- truction of the brain tissue. Minnesota Deaths St. I'aul. Minn â€"The State Depart- ment of Health have announced that 20 of 2S cases of encephalitis or "sleep- ng sickness"' reported in Minnesota since January 1 had resulted in death There are four cases at present. Dr. .\. J. Chesley, department head, said the fatalities occurred in western and southern Minnesota. He asserted that the situation was no worse than II any other year since the first Minne- sota case appeared ii 19HI. Thnnias '"Jake" Eaton, wlio by eating 52 ears of corn dethrone"! Hie former champion. Ed_ "Horn King"" Kottwitz, who held the record previously with 50 ears. "Sho-ATer" for Bridegroom Introduced by Men . Seattle. â€" .\ shower for prospective lirldegrooms is the latest in social events. Truman C. Cragin. who will marry Sally Crocker in Tacoma. Sept. 2:!, was honored at such a party by his male friends. The gifts iii.ludid dish ilolhs, box ing cloves and a mail ord»r catalogut^ 19th Motor Offense English Mayor Sorry He Can Only Fine Titled Culprit In inflicting two fines on L.ady Aline fiarnett of Sopwell, sister of th« fourth Earl of Verulam, H. ?. Gibbs, the Mayor of St. .A.lbans, remarked: '"This is her nineteenth motorin,i conviction. I uc not recall the name of another woman in the country wh<J l.as had so many. Two distressing features of her cases are, that she is always summoned but never arrested, and that she consequently never ap- pears in person, but is always repre- sented by counsel. "I am not suggesting that the con- stables who summon her do not do their duty, but il must be evident that if she were brought here on a war- rant, she would then be obliged to listen to what we might wish to say and I would have the privilege of de- priving her Ladyship of her license, which I cannot do under a summons." I^idy Aline Barnett is '1<6 years of age and the wife of Geoffrey Arthui Barnett. In the present case against her she was fine $100 for driving a car "without reasonable consideration for other persons," a.nd $100 for fail- ing to give her name and address after an accident. Through her counsel, as usual, she pleaded not guilty to the first sum- mons and guilty to the second. Her lawyer read out a statement prepared by her and strongly intimated that all the constables in the country were prejudiced against her driving. In her statement she alleged thai the accident in which she was involved was due to the other motorist not keeping a proper lookout. On the sec- ond charge, she said she was unaware that she had to give her name and address in a case where no persons were injui-ed. "Hello. Bob. Glad to see you. f just got back from my vacation."' "Sorry, old man. I can"t lend yoi a cent. Tm Just going on mine." Undertakes To Explain PickfordFairbanks Troubtv, New York. â€" Victor McLaglen, Brit- ishborn motion picture actor and former soldier of fortune, analyzed the .Mary Pickford-Douglas Fairbanks domestic situation for ship news re- porters when he arrived on the Oly- mpic. ""She loves Douglas Fairbanks and he loves her,'" said McLaglen, "but she attained everything she could ask for, and he did in his way and the trouble was she didn't look iip to Douglas. That's all.' McLaglen, who was enrouie to California after making a picture in England, said Miss Pickfard "is the sweetest woman in Hollywood. Nonr"- other can touch her." Explaining he was ""taking i chance" in saying so, ho added thai Marlene Dcitrich Is the "most Intel, ligent"" woman in Hollywood an< Marion Davles Is '"the finest woma« In Hollywood when it comes to th« humanities of life " ISSUE No. 37â€" -33