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The Girl of Green Fancy.
Synopsis. Thomas K. Barnes,
a .wealthy young New Yorker,
oh a walking trip In New Eng
land, near the Canadian border,
Is given a lift in an automobile
by a it. ysterlous and ! attractive
girl, who says she Is bound for
a house called Green Fancy. At
Hart's tavern Barnes finds a
stranded troupe of "barn-storming"
actors, of which Lyndon
Rushcrof t is the star and "Miss
Thackeray" the leading lady.
They are doing ,hotel work for
their board. Barnes finds them
entertaining, but as the storm
rages he worries over the mys
terious and attractive girl of the
automobile and wonders if she
got safely to Green Fancy.-
CHAPTER III Continued.
He had been standing there not
more than half, a minute peering In
the direction from whence came the
rhythmic bang of the anvil at no
reat . distance, he was convinced
when some one spoke suddenly at his
elbow. He whirled and found himself
lacing the gaunt landlord.
"Good Lord ! You startled me," he
-exclaimed. His gaze traveled past the
tall figure of Putnam Jones and rested
on that of a second man, who leaned,
with legs-crossed and arms folded,
against the porch post directly in front
of the entrance to the house, his fea
tures almost wholly concealed by the
broad-brimmed slouch hat that came
far down over his eyes. He, too, -It
seemed to Barnes, had jspning from
"Fierce night," said Putnam Jones,
removing the corncob pipe from his
ftome One Spoke Suddenly at His
lips. Then, as an afterthought,
Where'd you walk from today?"
"I slept in a farmhouse last night,
about fifteen miles south of this place,
I should say."
"Thafd be a little ways out of
East Cobb," speculated Mr. Jones.
"Five or six miles."
"Goln over into Canada?"
No. I shall turn west, I think, and
strike for the Lake Champlain coun
try." "I suppose you've traveled right
smart in Europe?"
"Quite a bit, Mr. Jones."
"Any partic'lar part?"
"No," said Barnes, suddenly divin
ing that he was being "pumped." "One
end to the other, you might say."
"What about them countries ,down
around Bulgaria and Roumania? I've
been considerable interested in what's
going to become of them if Germany
gets licked. What do they get out of
It, either way?"
Barnes spent the next ten minutes
expatiating upon the future of the Bal
kan states. Jones had little to say.
He was Interested, and drank in all
the Information that Barnes had to im
part. He puffed at his pipe, nodded
his head from time to time, and occa
sionally put a leading question. And
quite as abruptly as he Introduced the
topic he changed It.
"Not many automobiles np here this
time o' the year," he said. "I was
a little surprised when vtm said foi
ler had given you a lift. Where fmmv
jThe crossroads a mile down. He
came from the direction of Frosts
W r -f "
r 'HOLLOW OF HER HAND " "THE
Copyright ty DoJd. Mtai and Company, he.
Corner and was on his way to meet
someone at Spanish Falls. It ap
years that there was a misunderstand
ing. The driver didn't meet the train,
so the person he was going after
walked all the way to the forks. We
happened upon each other there, Mr.
Jones, and we studied the signpost to
gether. She was bound for a place
called Green Fancy."
"Did you say she?"
"Yes. I was proposing to help her
out of her predicament when the be
lated motor came racing down the
"What for sort of looking lady was
"She wore a veil," said Barnes suc
"I had that impression. By the way,
Mr. Jones, what and where is Green
"Well," began the landlord, lowering
his voice, "it's about two mile and a
half from here, up the mountain. It's
a house and people live in it, same as
any other house. That's about all
there is to say about it."
"Why is It called Green Fancy?"
"Because it's a green house," re
plied Jones succinctly. "Green as a
gourd. A man named Curtis built it
a couple o years ago and he had a
fool idee about paintln it green.
Might ha' been a little crazy, for all
I know. Anyhow, after he(got It fin
ished he settled down to live in It,
and from that day to this he's never
been offn the place."
"Isn't it possible that he isn't there
"He's there, all right. Every now
and then he has visitors just like
this woman today and sometimes
they come down here for supper. They
dont hesitate to speak of him, so he
must be there. Miss Tilly has got the
Idee that he is a recluse. If you know
what that Is." -
Further conversation was inter
rupted by the irregular clatter of
horses hoofs on the macadam. Off
to the left a dull red glow of light
spread across the roadway and a
man's voice called out, "Whoa, dang
The door of the smithy had been
thrown open and someone was lead
ing forth freshly shod horses.
A moment later the horses pranc
ing, high-spirited animals their
bridle bits held by a strapping black
smith, came into view. Barnes looked
In the direction of the steps. The two
men had disappeared. Instead of stop
ping directly In front of the steps the
smith led his charges quite a distance
beyond and into the darkness.
Putnam .Tones abruptly changed his
position. He Insinuated his long body
between Barnes and the doorway, at
the same time rather loudly proclaim
ing that the rain appeared to be over.
"Yes, sir," he repeated, "she seems
to have let up altogether. Ought to
have a nice day tomorrow, Mr. Barnes
nice, cool day for walkln'."
Voices came up from the darkness.
Jones had not been able to cover them
with his own. Barnes caught two or
three sharp commands, rising above
the pawing? of horses' hoofs, and then
a great clatter as the mounted horse
men rode off in the direction of the
Barnes waited until they were muf
fled by distance and then turned to
Jones with the laconic remark:
"They seem to be foreigners, Mr.
Jones manner became natural once
more. He leaned against one of the
posts and, striking a match on his leg,
relighted his pipe.
"Kind o curiou about 'em?" he
"It never entered my mind until this
instant to be curious," said Barnes.
"WeTl, it entered their minds about
an hour ago to be curious about you,"
said the other.
An Extraordinary Chambermaid, a
Midnight Tragedy, and a Man Who
Said "Thank You."
Miss Thackeray was "turning down"
his bed when he entered his room after
bidding his Ww actor friends good
night. He was staggered and some
what abashed by the appearance of
Miss Thackeray. She was by no
means dressed as . a chambermaid
should be, nor was she as dumb. On
the contrary, she confronted him in
the choicest raiment that her ward
robe contained, and she was bright and
cheery and exceedingly incompetent.
It was her costume that shocked him.
Not ' only was she attired in a low
necked, .rose-colored evening gown, lib
erally bespangled with tinsel, but she
wore a vast, top-heavy picture hat
whose crown of black was almost
wholly obscured by a gorgeous white
feather that once must have adorned
the king of all ostriches. She was not
at all his idea of a chambermaid. He
started to back out of the door with;
an apology for having blundered into
the wrong room by mistake., ' - f
"Come right . in," she said cheerily!
"I'll soon be through. I suppose .1
should have ddne all this an hour ago,!
but I just had to write a few- letters. : I
am Miss f Thackeray. This is MfJ
Barnes, I believe." "- j
He bowed, still quite overcome. .
"You needn't be scared,? she cried,
observing his confusion. "This is my
regular uniform. I'm "starting a new",
style for chambermaids. Did it para-:
lyze you to 'find me here?'? c j
"I couldn't believe my eyes." 1
She abandoned her easy, careless:
manner. A look of mortification came;
Into her eyes as she straightened upi
and faced him. Her voice was a trifle
husky w-hen she spoke again, after a
"iou see, Mr. isarnes, tnese are tne
only duds I have with me. It wasn't
"You See, Mr. Barnes, These Are the
Only Duds I Have With Me."
necessary to put on this hat, of course,
but I did it simply to make the char
acter complete. I might just as well
make beds and clean washstands In a
picture hat as In a low-necked gown, so
here I am."
She was a tall, pleasant-faced girl
of twenty-three or four, not unlike her
father in many respects. ,
"I am very sorry," he said Iairiely.
"I have heard something of your mis
fortunes from your father and the
others. It'sit's really hard luck."
"I call it rather good luck to have
got away with the only dress in the lot
that cost more than tuppence," she
said, smiling again. "Lord knows what
would have happened to me If they
had dropped down on us at the end of
the first act. I was the beggar's daugh
ter, you see absolutely in rags. Glad
to have met you. I think youll find
everything nearly airrlght. Good night,
She closed the door behind her,
leaving him standing in the middle of
the room, perplexed but amused.
"By George," he sad to himself, still
staring at the, closed door, "they're
wonders, all of them. I wish I could
do something to help them out of"
He sat down abruptly on the edge of
the bed and pulled his wallet from his
pocket He set about counting the
bills, a calculating frown in his eyes.
Then he stared at the ceiling, sum
ming up. "'ll do it," he said, after a
moment of mental figuring. He told
off a half dozen bills and slipped them
Into his pocket The wallet sought its
usual resting place for the night: Un
der a pillow.
He was healthy and he was tired.
Two minutes after his head touched
the pillow he was sound asleep.
He' was aroused shortly after mid
night by shouts, apparently just out
side his window. A man was calling
in a loud voice from the road below;
an instant later he heard a tremendous
pounding on the tavern door.
Springing out of bed, he rushed
the window. There were horses
front of the house several of them
and men on foot moving like shadows
Turning from the window, he 'un
locked and opened the door into the
hall. Some one was clattering down
the narrow staircase. The bolts on
the front door shot back with resound
ing force, and there came the hoarse
jumble of excited voices as men crowd
ed through . the entrance. Putnam
Jones' voice rose above the clamour.
"Keep quiet I Do you want to wake
everybody on the place?" he was say
ing angrily, "What's up? This Is a
fine time o' night to be Good Lord I
What's the matter with him?"
"Telephone for a doctor, Put damn
quick! This one's still alive. The
other one is dead as a door nail up at
Jim Conley's house. Git ole ' Doc
James down from Saint Liz. Bring
him In here, boys. Where's your light?
Easy now! Eas-eel"
Barnes waited to hear no more. His
blood seemed to be running le cold
as he retreated into the room and be
gan scrambling for his clothes. The
thing he feared had come to pass. Dis
aster had overtaken her in that wild,
senseless dash up the mountain road.
He was ' cursine half aloud a a u
dressed, cursing the fool who drove '
that machine and who now was per
haps dying down there in the taproom. '
"The other one is dead as a door nail," ;
kept running through his head 'the ;
other one." .
; A dozen men were In the taproom,
gathered around iwo tables that had
been drawn together. The men about 1
the table, i n wa cV was stretenfcd the
figure of the wounded man, were un
doubtedly natives : Farmers, woods
men or employees of the tavern. At a
word from Putnam Jones they opened
up and allowed Barnes to advance to
the side of the man.
j . "See if you c'n understand him, Mr.
Barnes," said the landlord. Perspira
tion was dripping from his tang, raw
boned face. "And you, Bacon you and
DJllingford hustle' upstairs and get a
inattress offn one of the beds. Stand
at the door there, Pike, and don't let
kany woman in here. Go away, Miss
Thackeray ! This is no place for you.'
tM Miss Thackeray pushed her way
Jast the man who tried to stop her
and joined Barnes.
I "It Is the place for me," she said
sharply. "Haven't you men got sense
' enough to , put something under his
head?.- Where is ne nun uez mat
Cushion, you. Stick it under here when
I lift his head. Oh, you poor thing!
Ve'll be as quick as possible. There 1"
The fnans eyes were closed, but at
ithe sound of a woman s voice he
Ippened them. The hand with which he
Clutched at his breast slid off and
seemed to be groping for hers. His
breathing was terrible. There was
bipod at the corners of his nouth, and
more oozed forth when his lips parted
in, an effort to speak. '
rl- With a courage that surprised even
fcerself, the girl,, took his hand In hers,
it was wet and warm. She did not
dare look at it
'ty "Mercl, madame," struggled, from the
tnan's Hps, and he smiled.
Barnes leaned over and spoke to him
In French. The dark, pain-stricken
eyes closed, and an -almost Imper
ceptible shake of the head signified
that he did not understand. Evidently
he 1 had acquired only a few of the
simple French expressions. Barnes
Ibad a slight knowledge pf Spanish
and Italian, and tried again with no
better results. German was his last
resort, and he knew he would fall once
Tmore, for the man obviously was not
: The bloody Hps parted, however, and
-the eyes opened with a piteous, appeal
ing expression In their depths. It was
apparent that there was something he
.wanted to say, something "he had tp
saf before he died. He gasped a dozen
twprds or more in a tongue utterly un
known to Barnes, who bent closer to
Icatch the feeble effort. It was he who
now shook his head; with a groanthe
Isuff erer closed his eyes in despair. He
choked and coughed violently an in
"Get some water and a towel," cried
Miss Thackeray, tremulously. She
was very white, but still clung to the
i man's hand. : "Be quick! Behind the
i; Barnes unbuttoned the coat and re
vealed the blood-soaked white shirt
f. "Better leave this to me," he said in
per ear. "There's nothing you can do.
Ie's done for. Please. go away."
Oh, I sha'n't faint at least, not
yet..' Poor fellow! I've seen him up
t stairs and wondered who he was. Is
he really going to die?
jf'Lopks bad," said Barnes, gently
openlng the shirt front,
the craning men turned
1 1 Who Is he, Mr. Jones?"
;' "He is registered as Andrew Paul,
from New York. That's all I know.
The other man put his name dow n as
Albert Boon. He seemed to be the
bss and this man a sort of servant,
fa as I could make out. They never
talked much and seldom came down
stairs. They had their meals in their
l tThere is nothing we can do,"4 said
Barnes, "except try to stanch the flow
of blood. He is bleeding Inwardly, I'm
affald. It's a clean wound, Mr. Jones
llle a rifle shot, I should say."
ifr-hat's just what It Is," said one of
th men, a tall woodsman. "The feller
Who did it was a dead shot, you c'n
b$fc on that. He got t' other man
square through the heart"
jLordy, but this will raise a rum
pi,": groaned the landlord. "We'll
have detectives an' "
W guess they got what was comln'
to? 'em," said another of the men.
jjWhat's thatf Why, they was ridln'
peaceful as could be to Spanish Falls.
WBat do you mean by sayln that Jim
Conley? But wait a minute! How
does it happen that they were up near
yonr dad's house? That certainly
ain't on the road to Span
jpanish Falls nothln ! They wasn't
goln to Spanish Falls any more'n I am
attils minute. They tied their horses
up he road just - above our house,"
safdt young Conley, lowering his voice
bufcif of consideration for the feelings
of ! the helpless man. "It was about
'leyen o'clock, I reckon. I was comln
hope from slngin school up at Number
Tenj an' I passed the hosses hitched to
the lifence. Naturally I stopped, curi
ous like. There wasn't no one around,
f erljjas I could see, so I thought I'd
take a look to see whose hosses they
were. ' I thought it was derned funny.
L them hosses bein there at that time o
nighf an no one around. Looked
mighty queer to me. Course, thinks
I, tfiey might t belong to somebody
visittn in there, at Green Fancy, so I
thought rd " t
"Green Fancy' said Barnes, start-
"as it up that far?" demanded
Mystery follows upon I
tagedy. Who are the men
why were they shot?
Barnes finds himself forced
Into the complication. "
TO BE CONTINUFD.)
WILL GERMANY HAVE SCOUTS?
The Danish, Norwegian and Swedish
boy scout organizations, in conference
In Christiania, cabled Chief Scout Ex
ecutive James E. West as follows:
"Danish, Norwegian, Swedish boy
scout conference, Christiania, has
urged peace conference not interpose
obstacles scout movement. Germany,
Austria invite scouts of America most
urgently support appeal.
"LEMBECKE DONS LIEBRATH,
The chief scout executive placed the
matter before members of the execu
tive board in the following letter:
"The difficulty about the scout move
ment in Germany is that there were
four separate movements and only, one
of the four, as I understand, from Sir
Robert Baden-Powell, has any of the
heart and soul such as the: English
scout movement or the Boy Scouts of
America. They made the scout move
ment there essentially an ally to their
, "If there was some way by which we
could, as a practical proposition, give
leadership to having the treaty pro
visions specify that there should be
no boy scout movement except such as
followed the program of the English
Boy Scouts or the Boy Scouts of Amer
ica, it would be a splendid thing for
the boys of Germany and the move
ment as a whole."
The matter was laid before Hon. W.
G. McAdob, and the combined Judg
ment of the members of the board, Mr.
McAdoo and the chief scout executive
resulted in the following reply:
"Recommend that League of Nations
be requested to make adjustments
about German and Austrian boy scouts
instead .of appealing to peace confer
ence." TWO GOOD SCOUTS.
Open Air, With Plenty to
Makes a Scout Paradise.
SCOUT TROOP OWNS BALLOON.
Parker B. Francis, a. scoutmaster of
Kansas City, Mo., has what is believed
to be the only balloon troop in the
Mr. Francis has been engaged in the
manufacture of hydrogen gas for use
in aeronautics and has instructed his
troop in many of the peace and war
time uses of this gas. He has given
them the balloon. Recently the troop
took it through Kannas City streets
to advertise an army event. This bal
loon had been used during the war as
a part of the anti-aircraft defenses of
the city of Paris, and had actually en
tangled several German planes in its
SCOUTS HONORED BY FIREMEN.
Thirteen boy ecoutff of the Aspin
wall (Pa.) troop have been placed on
the roll of honor of the Aspln wall Art
department. v ,
They prepared and served hot cof
fee and sandwiches to the men fight
ing fire, and the scouts stayed till
the last fireman was done.
Besides this, Chief Conner said,
"they made themselves useful and car
ried themselves in a quiet and gentle
manly manner. Ice was on our equip
ment, and the clothing of most of us
was thoroughly, wet. The men were
in danger of being chilled were it not
for the very human services rendered
by the scouts
WILSON LAYS SCOUT WREATHS.
Boy scout memorial wreaths were
laid upon the graves of American dead
in France by President Wilson. The
idea originated with Colin H. Living
stone, president of the Boy Scouts of
On Memorial day President Wilson
found the wreaths ready, and he took
them to the cemeteries where Ameri
can soldiers were buried.
The wreaths were paid for by small
contributions from individual scout
and from troops.
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Bibje ln.tltulng"'h Blbl.
(Copyright. 1919. w, ' S0) S
LESSON FOR jULv
A jA X Phil , .
GOLDEN TEXT if 4:l0
Ileht n ha s .. 11 ,.,,
I .J.e,iUS f h.rl." Son c L!... A
1 J?nn 1:7. -'to,?
one another (Acts i'-i-n.v,Tn!. J
TTTWTnD TnriT ' John lv?
God's peoble (Acts
"- J a. ' ptn -
"'vwuauia vjonn vii 1-, ' utitv
SENIOR AND ADTtt't
and benefits of Christian felio
nlshes us with n hM,t lpp!atlsftk
'-"-auunii at. '
.fellowship between Paul ffip,e
cnurcn at i'hilippi. This rh
several occasions sent Paul 1
his support. The mrt;L Tk
j in. ... , . .. "uwr
v-"i oti. at my nands of
riitllS tl'hila Pnnl
XUU1 WlS .
Knmo woe fVi n
tie. His wnrrl nf v., m
this gift is the text of ourle
I. Paul's Exd
The PhiliDDians hn.i nn o, ,
slons expressed their sympatb
love for Paul by their gifts huiZ
siderable time had elapsed !.?
gifts had reached h!ra. mPn H
care for. him again flourished he t
maae to greatly rejoice. He recogay
mat tne uora was ministering to fa
through these people, therefore he
Joiced in the Lord. This was
tactful way of saying "I thank J
anis gitt was gladly received beats
he was in need and also because It &
sured him that his old friends gg
II. Paul's Manly Independence fa
Though sincerely appreciating fl
gift, he would have them know;
. 1. He was independent of circnn
stances . (v. 11). Through disciplined
the Lord he had learned to be content
with his lot. He knew that all thinn
work together for good (Rom. 8:28)
so whatever he was experiencing it
the moment was from the hand of tin
loving Father. Happy, indeed, is tin
man who has learned this secret. Paul
was willing to take poverty or pro
perity, whatever xrame.
2. Willing to take what God sect (t.
12). If It be prosperity, he would n
Joice and praise God; If it be adver
slty, he would patiently suffer It
knowing that It was permitted by, tit
Heavenly Father because it was need
ful for his best interests. This is i
fine examDle of self-mastery. If I
thing desired was not forthcoming In
would not allow his heart to desire it
3. His faith was in Christ (v. 13).
The soul-poise which Paul possessed
was not of himself,, but because Chria
Indwelt him. Such composure ii
only possible as Christ lives in and be
comes the dynamic of one's life. When
the life is thus surcharged with tie
energy of Christ,: he Is absolutely inde
pendent of circumstances. Such poise
Is possible to all who will unreserved
ly yield themselves to God.
Ill; The Fellowship of Paul and thi
Philippian Saints (vv. 14-19).
1. ThP P-ift of this church to Paul II
an outstanding example of Christian
sympathyi (vv. 14-16). No other
church had remembered Paul at all J
his great need, but this oae rendered
pecuniary aid again and again, afford
ing a fine example of mutual love be
tween a minister and the people sup
j m itug Uiiu
2. The gift a spiritual blessing to flj
church ( v. 17) . Paul was pleasefl
their gift not primarily for Its value
him, but because of the blessing 'W9
the people, derived from giving It
was fruit which abounded to their
count. "It Is more blessed to P
than to receive" (Acts 20:35).
S. Their gift was an acce
of worship "an odor of a sweet
well-pleasing to .God" (v. IS). 1
Christian giving Is an act of wor
to God. M
4. Their gift would be rewarded J
the Heavenly Father (v. 19).
Christian giving Is not on the i W
prudence, but by faith in the u
God who will make recompense
cording to his riches in glory by
Within God's Keeping
" He that takes himself out ofw
hands Into his own by and by
know what to do with himself.-
Fae of the Master.
"Be sure that whenever you
an unselfish effort to comiu rf
you will get a glimpse of the
v . Around the Throne:
Precious to themselves, u
the death of thy saints, w
off the dusty cover that nia .
brightness; which shapes ana i
them to a beautiful luster a n
them as stars round about w
Fills Us With Wondeft
God lives above us. throuBn m
and the heavens the aboe t
beyond, . which we cfJst
nor fully understand. The w
ness of him fills us with wonu
AL M A Tfn, . .
1-3; Mai. 3:16; J0hn 17-v ,r,
Romans 12:15, 16- i Jou- 2 I Cor ,3
PRIMARY TOPTn t 4:7"U