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til nil By HAROLD; Illustrated from Scenes in the Photo Drama of the ; &zm Name ly the Thanhouser Film Company . (Copyright, 1914, by CHAPTER IX. i The Leap In the Dark. 1 So far as Jones was concerned, he I was rather pleased with the turn of affairs. This was no time for love making; ho time for silly, innocuous quarrels and bickerings, in which love must indulge or die. Florence no "I Never Saw That Ring Before." ' longer rode horseback, and Norton returned to his accustomed haunts, iwhere no one made the slightest at tempt upon his life. In his present 1 state of mind he would have welcomed t "What's the matter with Jim?" tasked the night city editor, raising his ye shade. "I don't know," answered the copy reader. "Goes around as if he'd been eating dope: bumped into the boss a while ago and never stopped to apologize." ''Perhaps he's mapping out the front page for that Hargreave stuff," laughed the copy reader. "Between, you and me and .the gate post, I don't believe there ever was a man by the name of Hargreave." "Oh, there was a chap by that name, all right. He's dead. A man can't swim 300 miles in rough water, life buoy or no. They ought to have funeral services, and let it go at that." "But what was the reason for that fake cable from Gibraltar saying that Orts was alive? 1 don't see any sense in that." "The man who pulled It off did. I think, for my part, that both Orts and jHargreave are dead, and that the man jpicked up by the tramp steamer Orient 'was riding some other balloon. "You're wrong there. The descrip tion of it proved that it was Orts' ma chine. Oh, Jim probably has got a man's size yarn up his sleeve, but he's a long time in delivering the goods. He's beginning to mope a good deal. ,Woman back of it somewhere. Haven't 'held down this copy 'Job for twelve years without being able to make some tolerable guesses. Jim's a star man. When he gets started nothing can stop mm. ie covered the Chinese Boxer rebellion better than any other corre spondent there. I wonder how old he is?" "O, I should say about thirty-one or two. Here he comes now. Lo, Jim!" "Hello! Where's Ford? He gave me a ticket to the theater tonight, and I want to punch .his head. What's -drama coming to, anyhow? Cigarettes and booze and mismated couples. 'Can't they find good enough things out of doors? Oh, I know. They cater to a lot of fools who' believe that what ithey see is an expression of high life ;in New York and London! - And It's rot, plain rot. It's merely the scum on the boiling pot. And any old house wife would skim it off and chuck It 3ato the slops. Life? Piffle!" "What's the grouch?" "Looking for the dramatic job ?" No. - I've just been wondering-how ar. these theatrical managers can go :y . rwithout slitting the :golden goose' ; s Norton sought his i desk and began - fiummaging the drawers. A 'vraa via rhimTi nv.ir4v.i.. . .v-snx: ZLT.zrx.r- . nrhen ,.w i I. zi.V iirvf"r - and sat down, staring at k 1&' fj .s& , as Copernicus never dreamed of. Ships . its ;:nn n3 j . Ml uuvt MAC GRATH , Harold MacGratli) going down 'to sea," ferries swooping diagonally hlther and thither, the clockwork signs; but he took no note of these marvels of light. -' - : "Not at home I - he . muttered. He had called,' written, telephoned. No use. The f door, remained shut, Jones answered' the telephone, and the letters came back. He began to think very 'deeply concerning the Perigoff woman. Had she played a trick? Had that fainting spell been buncombe for his benefit as well as' Florence's? 'But he had not a shadow of a proof. The thing that puzzled him equally with this was that all attempts against his life had miraculously ceased; no safes thundered down in front of him, and no autos tried to carve him in two. The only thing that -kept! him active was the daily call of Jones-'by wire. Miss Florence was well ;tjiat was all Jones, was permitted to say. Restlessly Norton spurned' his chair and walked over to tnp. telephone booth. It was midnight . He might or might not be able to get Jones. But almost instantly a' voice said. "What Is it?'v "Jones?" . , "Yes. Who Is Itr f "Norton." "Why. you called me m not ten minutes ago." "Not I!" ' r ."It was your voice, as plain as day." "What did I want?" keen All at once The reply did not come Immediately. "You are certain it was not you?" "Walt a moment and III call tho editor. He will prove to you that I've been here .for an hour, and that this is the first call I've -made.' Some one has been imposing' oh' you. What did they ask you to do?" "You asked me to come down to the office at once, and I requested you to come to the house, and you said you could not I declined to stir." "What did yoxt think?" "Exactly 'what you're thinking that they have come to life again." "Jones, is Miss Florence awake?" "No." . "Do you think there is any hope of having her understand what really happened?" "I am here only to guard her. I can not undertake to read her thoughts." "You're not quite in f avor of a rec oncilatIonr "Oh, yes, If It went no further. Young people are young people the world over." "What does that mean?" "That they would not .create Imagi native heartaches if they were not young. Better let things remain ex actly as they are. When, all these troubles are settled 'finally, the lesser trouble may' be talked over sensibly. But this is not the time. There is no news. Gobd-nlght" Norton returned tt his chair, gloom ler than ever. With'his feet upon the window sill he stared and stared and dreamed and dreamed till a. hand fell upon his shoulder, it belonged to one of the office boys. r o" i ' ' "Note fr you,. -lir..?, Norton read it and tore it Into little pieces. Then he rose and distributed the pieces in the .several, yawning , waste baskets 'which strewed1 the aisle leading to' the-city desk.' "I'm not wanted for. anything?" he asked. "No. Clear out I " laughed the night city editor. "The sight of you is put ting everybody in the gloom ward." Norton went down to the street At the left of the entrance he was quietly Joined by a man.' whose arm was car ried in ; a sling. ' He' motioned Norton to get Into the taxicab. They were dropped, in- a 'deserted spot In River dale. On foot they went ' forward to their destination, which proved to be the deserted hangar of the aviator, .William Orts. - "I want you to tell Jones that a tug and several divers are' at work on the spot where he threw the chest That's all Now, doctor, rewind this arm of mine." . The amateur surgeon made a very good job of It; not for nothing had he followed fighting armies to the front "Did they; find anything?" "Not up to date. I But we might it we . cared to. They have left a buoy over the spot they're . exploring. But ' . . . . joi. uuw uuais . a quarter oi a east 0t the spot.- . Who were the -men In tha motor that chwed -Jones.' 5 -0nly. oneB can un old. ! r' . ,' ' " I - . - - , A bU "stubborn. He wants to handle it "without police assistance. "' . "And" he's richL.- We are hot aiming 'to arrest, anyone, slnlsterly. There caji't be any draw to this game. Here.' no smoking. Too much gas afloat. Norton put . the cigarettes back Into hia-pocket. ..'What's the real news?" he demanded. : "You would not bring- me out here, Just to rebandage .that arm," ; It really did not need It Come, out with it? TYpu're .sharp.' 'i Tm paid to be aharp.r . I've found where the Black Hun dred holds its sessions. "By George,' that's5 news I" ; MThe room above Is vacant A little hole In the ceiling, and who knows what might happen r What: do you want me to "do? "Tell Jones. When the next meet ing come around 111 advise you. I've stumbled upon a dissatisfied member. So, buck up, as they say. Wejve got two ends of the net down, and with a little care well have them alL Now let me have a hundred." ' Norton drew out a packet of bills and counted off five twenties. "Why don't you draw the' cash your self ?" . "it nappena to do in your name. son." "I forgot" said Norton. "But what a chance for me I Nearly five thou sand, all mine for a ticket to Algiers!1 A grunt was the only reply. "I want you to tell me about the Perigoff woman." "I know only one thlng that Brain e is there every night" Nol" The orders are for you to play the game just as you are playing it When we Btrike, it must be the last blow. All this hide-and-seek business may look foolish to you. It's like that Jap anese game called 'jo.' It looks sim ple, but chess is a tyro's game be- side It Can you find your way back all right?" "I can." "Well, you'd better be going. That's all the light I have, In this torch here. Got a lot to do tomorrow and need sleep." Norton stole away with great cau tion. His first intention was to pro ceed straight to the city, but de spite his resolution he found himself within a quarter of an hour gazing up at the windows of the Hargreave house. "Not at home!" Quite unconscious of the fact be was aa close to death as any mortal man might care to be. The "police man suddenly looming up under the arc lamp proved to be his savior. The. lull made Jones doubly alert He was positive that they were pre paring to strike again. But from what direction and In what manner? He had not met the gift of clairvoyance, so he had to wait; and waiting Is a terrible game when perhaps death is balancing the scales) It Is always easier to make an assault than to await It; and it Is a good general who always finds himself prepared. . But it made his heart ache to watch the child. She went about cheerfully -when any one was in the room with her. Many a time, however, he had stolen to the door of her bedroom and heard the heart-rending sobs. rr attempt being made to stifle them am one tba niuowt. Sh was ool eignteen; it .was nrst love; and first loves are pale, evanescent attach ments. It hurt now; but she would get over It presently. Youth forgets. Time, like, water. smooths away the ragged places. 1 THE TIRED GIVES OUT What Then? The Family Sui ters, the Poor Mothers Suf ferMrs. Becker Meets This Distressing Situation, Collinsville, I1L-"I suffered from a nervous break-down and terrible heaH. aches and was tired all over, totally worn out and too discouraged to enjoy life, but as I had four In family an5 BAmafiMts '1.A.n:..L. 1 1 . sometimes eieht or nine boarders. I Vent on working despite my suffering. . "I saw Vinol advertised and decided to try it, and within two weeks I noticed a decided improvement in my condition and now I am a well woman," Mrs. Ana Becker, Collinsville, I1L There are hundreds of nervous, run down, overworked women in this vicinity who are hardly able to dracr aronnrt nnh who we are sure would! be wondrf nil v u sa.j i v;.i . w v . "J iucuveu oy v mo as airs, ueocer was. The reason Vinol is bo tn I ho Moonn fa r nx...t t building up health and strength in such t?i3r,5!f-e ifc thomedid- of i iw7Tw kXS making'Vnenhig prepeTues "of tonic iron.. We ask every weak, ner- vous, run-down man or woman in this vicinity to try a, bottle of Vinol on our ' k return.peir'tnoney if it - uls to benefit - J . W. Streetman, drugrist. Marion, N. O. Tie countess" called re rdlarljv .She w't3. cf course, dreadfully lorry orer what had 'happened. ; She tad heard something about his character;, news papermen weren't always the best. .Tills' one was a mere fortune hunter; two faced one, at that.- Bae was never more surprised In her life when he threw his . arms around .her. And so on, and so forth, "half lies and half truths, till the patient Jones felt like wringing her neck. From his vantage point the. butler smiled ironically. He could read the heart of this Perigoff woman at he could read: the page of a book. ' The I ecronteryi And all, the while he . m a. . . . I the sight of her. But he dxrtd not alngle Inch from the plM, . It waa a cup of hitter ralL swerve a laid down. It waa a cud of hitter ralL and there was no way of avoiding the .putting of It to his lips. ' She ema-l1116 natcd poUon- as nightshade emanates It, the upas tree. And he nast bow when she entered and bow when she left! SUIl, she had done him an In- direct favor In breakln up this lore One afternoon Bralne summoned his runabout and called up two physicians. When he waa ushered Into the deiert- It Had All the Hallmarks of an AfTeo tlonate Embrace. ed office of the first ho sent his card In. The doctor replied in person. His face was pale and his hands shoolc "Good afternoon," said Bralne, smil ing affably. The doctor eyed him like a man hypnotized. You . . . you wished to see me on some particular busi ness?" -Very particular." dryly. "My car is ouUlde. Will you be so good as to accompany, met" The doctor slowly went Into the hall for his hat and coat He left the house and got into the car wlthnerer a word of protest, Thinking r said Bralne, -I am always thinking wheneTer I see your evil, face. What deTllment do you require of me this timer -A mere stroke of the pen." "Where are we going!" "To call on another physician of your standing.- significantly. -It' is a great thing to have friends like you two. Always ready to serve us. for the mere lore of lt- -There's no need of using that kind of talk to me. Ton hare me in tho hollow of your hand. Why should I bother to deny It? I h&To broken the law. I broke It because I waa starring- "It is better to starve In freedom i -lDUl P TodaT U U a JQUon of sanity.- I "And Vmi want vn m. f than to eatfat joints up the rifcr. 'And you want me to assist In sign ing away the liberty of some pen on who Is perfectly sane?- The nail on the head - urbanely. "You're a fine scoundrell--Not so loud!- warnlngly. As loud as I please. I am not for getting that you need me. Tm no coward. I recognize that von hold t whin hand, nut - . v 7 t w the chair before HI crawl to you. Now, ' Tna. b1sma m Mt.l1. ' leave me alono for . hiir : The other - physician had no such : qualms of conscience. He was ready " ail times for the generous cmolo- j fnU which accrued from his dealing, i 111 mKXX - iae countess Fengon was India-1 posed; so It was quite In the order of - things that she should summon phy- tldans. " . Ther 1 a lw In the state of New fed ' )v "frt villi !: . Ih 1 1 X i ? DOING' THEIR DUTY -- J Scores M Marion Readri : Learning the Duty 6f the are 1 Kidneyt. To filter the blood Li the liduejy d--T . When ther'faU to do this th kli-7?, are weak. IUckacbe and othrr kidney 111 Gv follow: Help the kidneys do thdr work TJae Doan's Kidney Pills the t,- kidney rrtnedy. Marion tcle endonw thrfr wn . " Marion, says: 1bad nervous an Ida.! bache My Wdney. w,T, 1 7 Pax Lprocni t Streetman's Drug Ulcr r.i trengtheaed my kidneys and Uck and made me feel better in ererj wT Price 50c. at all dealer. Don t ;C ply ask for a kidney remedy U- , Kidney PUU-the same that Mn. Ii-,w- haxL Fo8t.r.Miibnrn Co.. Prom i.-." I " ' - falo, K. Y. York just cr unjust whlcheTer tc please that reads that any ircz may be adjudged Insane If t i rr tunrt ox nro registered phyilciii. iv afixed to the document It does Let say that these pbysldacs shall Lat been prorcd reputabla. Mr were. rttd Ln rJsrmi k toviaen; mvi woman ana a .lz. of benign countenance. Their txctr were Taluablo aateta. To gala tzr other person's confidence is, p-crt;iL among the greatest human achler menu. A confidence man and ox: in the real sense of 'he word. In yc.? mind's eye you could th'.i as carrying the contribution plate do z the aisle on Sunday mornings, i-d hu I wiro Kate pulticg herclle os it I plte for the benefit of some poor. c tidy Hottentot. On Tuesday of the follow!- vti Florence and Susan went sho;plrg The chaufTeur was a strong yoang fel low whom Jones relied upon. If yea pay a, man well and hold est - promises, you generally can trust bin As their car left the corner another followed leisurely. This second auto mobile contained Thomas Wendt and his wife Kate. The two young women stopped at the great dry goods she; near the public library, and for tht time being naturally forgot eTerythlci but the marvels which had come from sll parts of the world. It Is as natural for a woman to buy aa It Is for a r to i ell la eome manner or other Florence became separated from Susan- She hunted through aisle after aisle, but could not find her; for tho simple rea son that Susan was hunting for her. It occurred to the girl that Susan might have wisely concluded the best place to wait would be In the taxicab. And so Florence hurried out Into the street. Into the arms of the Wendt family, who were patiently awaiting her. The trusted chauffeur had been sent around to tho side entrance by the major domo. The young lady had so requested, so he said. Florence struggled and called for the policeman, who came running up. rouowea Jy the usual idle, carious I crowd. "The poor young woman is insane, said the motherly Kate, tears In her eyes. The benign Thomas looked at heaven. TVe are her keepers.- -It Is not true!- cried Florence des perately. -She has the hallucination that she Aft. A - ,"--t w mo &iu;onairo is ino caucnter cr th nminif Stanley Hargreave,- And Thomas ex- I VI- . ... oocmaeai, wmca was per fectly legal, so far as appearances went. "Hurry up and get her 2 the walk. larger," said the policeman, convinced. So, despite her cries and protesta tions, fTorcnco Jnusjledjnto the - - i' 'JL Mr '--, r - - 1 -"! '" "I f N 4 i . t r ' I : (Continued on paje eight)
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