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Commits Atrocious Crime
Because Girl Had Stolen
IS Cents From Him.
HELEN R. MARTIN
Copyright by Dodd, Hoad & Co.
“Not always. Sometimes," she an
“I should think the schoolroom
would be too dark for you to work
there so late.”
“I usually stop working before
“But this evening?”
A brief silence.
‘‘i must warn you, Miss Schwenck-
, ton, it’s not-really safe for you to be
alone after dark either in Hour school
room or on this lonely road.”
“Then I’m thankful you’re with me.’’
“But what detained you so late?”
“Oh — this and that — a bit of
“Correcting spelling-papers, I pre
“Really, Mr. Creighton, your interest
In perfectly unimportant, trivial things
like spelling-papers! My—goodness!”
“I’ll bet you never bore yourself
with correcting spelling-papers! Not
“How you came by the Impression
that I’m so light-minded as never to
'correct spelling-papers! Well, to be
sure, it isn’t my favorite pastime. I
do sometimes indulge in other diver
No use—he could not trap her into
admitting that she had been work
ing in her schoolroom, but walking on
Hie highway. Why didn’t she want
to admit It?
“Oh!” he exclaimed as at this in
stant she tripped over a rough place
In the dark road and, to his conster
nation, fell headlong. “Are you hurt?”
he solicitously inquired in alarm as
he lifted her and she leaned against
“No, no. Don’t you know, Mr.
Creighton,” she asked, as she moved
out from the circle of his arm, “how
dangerous it Is to lift a fallen woman?
“What a h—1 of a road!” she remarked
as they resumed their walk cautiousl.v,
his hand under her arm to guide her.
“There are Just two kinds of girls,”
eald Marvin, “tliat would talk about
'a h—1 of a road’—high-born ladies
and toughs! As a country teacher
and pious Sam Schwenckton’s relative,
you don’t come under either of these
heads. What must I conclude?”
“That I adapt my speech to ray com
pany. When I’m with—Cousin Sam—
my speech is Yea and Nay.”
“If it were more than that I’m sure
he would not harbor you—if for no
other reason tlian for your corrupting
Influence on his children. You’re not
afraid he might have your school
taken from you?”
“He would if lie thought It was his
duty to,” she nodded, her tone express
ing supreme indifference to this fate
so dreaded of the county teachers.
“You wouldn’t mind that—losing
your school?” he asked curiously.
“It w’ould be hard on the school.
They’d not .get another teacher like
me in a hurry!” she smiled.
“I can well believe you!”
"I’ve always thought people that
don’t know me miss a lot!”
“rm sure I’ve gained a lot in know
“Tlianks. Same to you. And if 1
were dismissed,” she added with a
sigh, “all the elegant education I’m
getting in tefvtbook lore would he
brought to an uritimely end! I’m
learning a lot through teacliing—from
"Up? Up to what?”
“Oh, the multiplication tables up to
twelve. I never knew them so well
“Then for the sake of your educa
tion, I hope Sam Schwenckton doe.sn’t
find out what he’.s harboring in his
family! Bnt really, Mi.ss Schwenck
ton,” added Marvin s^nuiestly, a so
licitous note in hia voic^ “I’m afraid
that with the sort of tru.srees we have
in (his district a teacher like you can't
hold down this job long! I’d hate like
the dickens to have your bigoted old
trustees tire you, so let me warn you—
do be a bit prudent—if It’s in you to
be! I’ve been hearing complaints—”
“—from the parents. A small boy
In your school, Jakey Raffen.sburger,
roused his parents’ suspicions by be
ing so enamored of school since you’ve
taught it, when heretofore he had to
be llo.ggcd to make him go, that they
were moved to Investigate the reason
and he admitted, after much probing,
that he’d rather go to school to you
than see a movie, because you told
them about ‘devils,’ showed them pic
tures' of deviis and acted the devil
for them! Satan, it seems, has be
come to Jakey a hero, to the unspeak
able horror of his devout parents, who,
believe me, take the devil seriously!
They complained to me that they didn’t
Bend their child to school to learn to
love and admire the devil! So I,inter
viewed Jake and found you’d been
telling these children of scenes from
“A little English poetry surely can’t
be objected to, Mr. Creighton'?”
“It’s not in the curriculum, Miss
Schwenckton! Stick to the curriculum
Just enough to hold your job, can’t
*But do you know I couldn’t endure
my job a week if I didn’t liven It up
with a little of the joy of life!”
“Joy of life—‘Paradise Lost’? You’ll
be brightening their lives with Dante’s
‘Inferno’ next! By the way,” he sud
denly remembered, “you’re booked tor
a talk to the district teachers aj their
monthly meeting next Saturday, aren't
“Gawd help me, yes! Ain’t it aw
“What are .vou going to give them?
How to teach geography, I suppose?”
“I could even get away wifi that
in the frock I’m going to wear! The
softest, most alluring French blue
georgette!” she said enthusiasticalls’.
“Anything I say wili be well received
in that garb! I’m trying to coliect
suiiable shoes and hat to go with the
frock, seeing the hard-boiled shoes
and hat I’d just invested in, before I’d
dreamed of buying this dainty frock,
would be a thought too harsh. If I’d
only known,” she lamented, “that 1
was going to buy that luscious geor
gette, I’d have bought entirety dif
ferent shoes and hat! Isn’t it tragic
they don’t match?” she wailed.
“Good Lord, are you confusing a
teachers’ Institute with a fashion
show? 1 asked you what yotfre going
to talk about to those teachers?”
“Wliat would you advise'?” she
“Do you mean to say .vou iiaven’t
anything, ready and the meeting
booked for day after tomorrow?”
“I don’t know any of the teachers,
so I don’.t know their tastes.”
“ ‘Tastes’! Do you think you're ex
pected to treat them to a vaudeville
stunt? You’re supposed, child, to dis
"The Danger Is, You Know, Father,
That Marvin Might Take It Into
His Cracked Head to Marry One of
These Common Country Teachers!”
cuss some pedagogical problem or the
ory' for their edifying! Now I’il admit
you’ve some rather good ideas, if you
could put them over—”
“It won’t matter what I say'—they’ll
be too taken up with looking at my
blue French georgette—” ISlie was
off on the frock again and she sang
its praises for the next two minutes
without intermission, until they had
reached the Schwencktons’ gate.
As they stopped, Meely suddenly
realized, with a passing anxiety, that
she had been entirely neglecting to at
tend to her accent—she had been sa.v-
ing ‘'.lawgetto” and “.Mattah” and
“Oh, come in and see .lunt Kosy.
“.Sounds tempting—but I hardly
have time; I alw:yi-s 6;)ond TInirsday
evening with my motlier, ns my father
is never home then; he attends a di
rectors’ meeting in Philadelphia every
Thursday.” He paused; then added
slowly, deliberately, “Mother phoned
me she particularly jvanted to see me
this evening, as she’d found an old
photograph I’d asked her to look for—
also, that she’d got some interesting
mail from England—”
He paused again tentativel.y. Meely
held herself rigid that he might not
detect the tremor that went over her
at his words.
“Good night,” he said abruptly—and
before she quite realized he was going,
he had disappeared In the dimness of
♦ • • • • • ’ •
St. Croix Creighton and his father,
dining at the Ritz-Carlton In Philadel
phia, were discussing a certain matter
not at all connected with the b*»3lnes3
of the directors’ meeting which they
had come to the city to attend.
If the infatuated eyes of Nettle
Schwenckton could have beheld St.
Croix just now—his evening clothes
making him look taller, more slender,
more than ever like the young god
of her romantic air castles, she would
indeed have thought her “honor” a
small price to pay for any least no
tice such a divine creature might be
stow upon Iier. Little did that enam
ored maiden dream that at that ver.v'
moment her name was on the sacred
lips of her demi-god, her Image In his
St. Croix, in his desperation that
afternoon, after Meely’s amazing re
buff; determined, on his way to his
car, that he would pique her into a
regard for him by exciting her jeal
ousy; she herself had given him the
hint when she had explained her si
lence about the teacher’s boarding
with them. He would make love to
that school teacher under her very
eyes! Meely should be made to see
how other girls in her station, or in
any station, for that matter, jumped
at his nod!
And then he had seen, as he sup
posed, the school teacher in his broth
er’s company; coming out of her
schoolhouse hours after the closing
time, apparently in a relation with
him of the utmost friendliness. This
was the third time in ten days that
he had seen Marvin come out of that
schoolhouse! His otiicial duties cer
tainly did not take him there so often
as that. St. Croix was genuinely wor
ried over the circumstance, as well as
irritated at being foiled in his plan to
make Meely Jealous of the teacher,
which of course he could not do if
Marvin were Intrigued with her.
Over their cigarettes and coffee St.
Croix was shifting his own apprehen
sions about his brother on to his fa
ther’s broad shoulders.
“The danger is, you know. Father,
that Marvin might take it into his
cracked head to marry one of (liese
common country teachers! If lie tiap-
penecl to fall in love with one of them,
her station or breeding wouldn't stop
“Her station wouldn't. Her breed
ing would. JIarvin's fastidious.”
“M'ilhin limits,” St. Croix doubtfully
“Bad breeding would be a limit for
“I wouldn’t trust him ! He’d be just
fool enough to think he could raise
her to his level. You know what he
is—all for leveling and equalizing I"
“I ought to know what he is! I've
suffered enough from what he is!” Mr.
Creighton said bitterly. “Takes after
his mother. Never got his crazy radi
cal slant from me!”
“Mother’s not radical.”
“She’s tolerant. Tolerant of any
“Much too tolerant of Marvin's
freakishness!” St. Croix grumbled.
“Yes, if she’d only stand squarely
with me about the boy—” Mr. Creigh
ton paused and shook bis gray head.
“No-no use. Wliat good has it done,
my taking the extreme stand I have?
—even ordering my own ,son out of
my house!” he exclaimed, a painc'd
look in his eyes that made St. Croix,
who was fond of his father, curse hi.s
brother in his heart. “I thought he'd
come back cured in a month at most!
But what does he do? Gets himself
a good job and goes to work! More
confirmed than ever in his wrong
headedness! I’m seriously thinking
of asking him to come home again.
Might as well. He’ll never change.
And it makes your mother so unhappy
—his being away!”
“And the d—d gossip it makes!’’ St.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Scarlet Uniform Not Conspicuous in Field
The writers of American school his
tories have frequently taken occasion
to remark scornfully upon the scarlet
uniform worn by the British regulars
in the' campaigns against the Indians
during Colonial days, but, as a matter
of fact, the scarlet coat of the Briton
was a less conspicuous uniform than
the blue subsequently adopted for the
army of the United States.
Careful experiments have brought
out the fact that light gray, such as
that worn by the West Point cadets,
is the color first lost to sight in the
field. Scarlet comes next, with dark
gray, blue and green in the order
named. In target practice It has been
found that of all colors scarlet is most
dlftlcult to hit. Light green is almost
Invisible under the violet tinge of elec
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an excellent color for the uniforms
of naval scouts who would be exposed
to the rays of an enemy’s searchlights.
“Do not go West without money”
Is a Californian’s advice to easterners.
Good advice, and It may also be men
tioned that it is equally good for those
going East, North and South.—Boston
Study Seldom Wasted
A man to whom three years of study
have borne no frultsWould be hard U
Idle talk can bt busy.
Montreal.—“She was hard to kill;
1 had to choke her and then use the
hammer,” was the way Jules Coulom-
be, ex-policeman and carpenter, de
scribed to another woman bow he had
killed Bessie Dailey, an occasional
visitor to his home, because, he said,
she had stolen 15 cents from him.
■The ex-policeman whe under arrest
for the murder of a Quebec painter
named Arthur Richard, whose torso
was found frozen in the snow on the
roof of a shed outside of his bed
room window. Evidence was given at
the coroner’s inquest that Coulombe
had hacked off the head and limbs
and burnt them in his stove.
Body Is Burned.
This much the ex-policeman had
confessed to the city police, but a
further sensation was caused when
Blanche Laurendeau, a woman who
had come casually to the house of
Coulombe two months ago for a drink
and stayed two months with him, told
She Was Hard to Kill.
the court she had been in the house
when Coulombe had killed the other
woman after a terrific struggle, and
had cut lier body in pieces and fed it
to the flames in the stove.
“It was some time about the middle
of December that Jules Coulombe
murdered her,” said the woman. “I
did not see the crime committed but I
afterward saw’ her body cut up and
burned. Jules told me he had quar
reled with Bessie because he said she
had stolen 15 cents from him. I heard
them struggling and lighting upstairs.
Bessie was screaming and Coulombe
was shouting curses. Then there was
a silence and Jules came down stairs
with his hands all blood. I was terri
“ ‘She was hard to kill; I had to
choke her and then use the hammer,’
he told me. Next day I saw’ her body
in the upstairs room. The face was
all smashed in and there were marks
on the throat. Jules cut off her arms,
her legs and her head and then cut
up her body and buimed it all in the
stove. lie threatened me and I was
too scared to tell ans'oody or to leave
“I came from St. Pierre d’Orleans
and don’t know anybody here. It was
just by chance I came there. He gave
me a drink and I stayed on for two
Drops Huge Grizzly
With His Last Bullet
Vancouver, B. C.—With lonly one
shof left in the magazine of his rifle,
Alvin Woods of Ocean Falls, B. C.,
succeeded in bringing down his first
grizzly bear after tlie huge animal, al
though wounded by four bullets, hgd
charged to within 25 feet of him.
Woods, with two companions, es
tablished his hunting camp recently
on the Big Sqlmon i-iver, Ifid miles
north of Prince George, after learning
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winter, owing to lack of salmon last
Woods sighted his grizzly 150 yards
away. His first shot hit bruin on the
forepaw. Uttering ferocious roars, the
bear charged toward Woods, who fired
three shots into it at 50 yards, but
failed to stop the animal.
Twenty-five feet from the crouching
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its hind legs, then started to advance
with savage growls. Retaining his
nerve. Woods aimed at the left breast
and dropped his bear. The pelt was
one of the largest ever taken out of
the Prince George country.
Bears are very ferocious, said to be
owing to the small amount of fish
reaching the upper tributaries of the
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