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il GREEN t M 1 . ; A fev yfuJfor 5 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 nowhere. "Fierce night," said Putnam Jones, removing the corncob pipe from his ftome One Spoke Suddenly at His Elbow. 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 " FANCY GEORGE BAM. MCUlUltON o"GRAUSTARK.W MTHE 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 slope." "What for sort of looking lady was she?" "She wore a veil," said Barnes suc cinctly. "Young?" "I had that impression. By the way, Mr. Jones, what and where is Green Fancy?" "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 at all?" "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 ye!" 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 crossroads. 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." 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 drawled. "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. V4J5' -, CHAPTER IV. 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, sir." 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 among them. 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 Teutonic. : 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 stant later. "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 Ibar." 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 Several of away sud- denly. 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 rdom." 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 Juries. r Mystery follows upon I tagedy. Who are the men why were they shot? Barnes finds himself forced Into the complication. " 13.;' 'I 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, "Chief Scout" 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 militaristic policy. , "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. The Open Air, With Plenty to Makes a Scout Paradise. Do, 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 country. 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 steel network. 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 America. 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. MM . 1 i v. 'i. . s i -.o A :: niik.. (By REV Teache leacner of EntHuv. vvATpt, Bibje ln.tltulng"'h Blbl. (Copyright. 1919. w, ' S0) S !st"n New... '-via,, LESSON FOR jULv 27 CHRISTIAN F hip. 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? lTOPIC-KeepVnrrV God's peoble (Acts 9.- COtnpaay INTF.RTT?.rT a "- 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 (4:10). TOjti, 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 loved him. II. Paul's Manly Independence fa 11-13). 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 porting him. 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 ,ntAh e 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 Jesus. Within God's Keeping " He that takes himself out ofw hands Into his own by and by know what to do with himself.- mln Whichcote. Fae of the Master. "Be sure that whenever you an unselfish effort to comiu rf you will get a glimpse of the the Master." 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 John Austin. 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 Ms.