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Show BEAVER CITY PRESS The TH) qiZ THn YNOPSI8 Event! of the story - as set forth In tba Journal of William A. Porter, professor Of English literature: Tba professor's uncle, Horace Porter, died mysteriously at hie home, Twin Hollows, now the professor's property. Jane, tha professor's wife, Is a psychic. She insists Uncle Horace, dead for a year, bad attended bis class reunion and producea a anapshot to prove ber contention. Professor Cameron, Interested In psychical research, Inclines to the Idea of psychic photography. Wltb their niece, Edith, tha Porters go ta Twin Hollows for their vacation, despite Jane's reluctance. A letter Horace had been writing at tha time of his death ahows that ha waa Interested In spiritualism. It bints of danger. A "red lamp" Is mentioned. Tbey take up their residence In tha lodge, because of Jane's aversion to the bouse. Warren Halllday, In love wltb Edith, cornea to live In the boat bouse. A number of aheep are mysteriously killed in the vicin- o ity. The slayer leavea a caballs-tlsign at the acena of the killings. Greenough, a detective, arrives and Porter has a feeling that be Is under suspicion. (Continued.) In that by "don't you" Bat there was a significance pnuseof his, followed which has stayed with me ever since. was almost as though, In view of Greenoagb's visit to him and my own Questions, I had been somehow responsible for the poor old boy's death, and was seeking reassurance. . , One a. m. I am not able to sleep, and so, recipient of all, my repressions, 1 come to you. 1 have repeated my little formula over and over, as some people connt sheep. "Milton and Dryden and Pope." "Milton and Dry-deand Tope," but without result Set I have seen whole classrooms succumb to the soporific effect of that or some similar phrase In the early hours of a bright morning. I have even been out, In dressing gown and slippers, and wandered a way down the main road, where 1 was surprised by a countryman wltb a truckload of produce and probably recognized. If any more sheep are killed tonight 1 What am I to think about this red lamp business? Into every situation it Insistently Intrudes itself. It was burning when old Horace died; I had turned It on in the closed and shuttered den the day I received that curious message about the letter; Jane lights It to the pictures of the houpe for Larkln, and Nylle'a sheep are killed. What is more, Jane sees a face, either outside the window or behind ber in the pantry. From the moment of Its entrance into the bouse, after eighteen years of quiet, the old stories of haunting are revived, raps are beard, footsteps wander about, and furniture appears to move. Is Greenough light, and am I ready for the psychopathic ward of some hospital? Is this accumulation of .evidence actual, or have I imagined It? And yet I am rane enough, apparently, i . . t Yet Mrs. Livingstone was most explicit this afternoon. She clearly has no nerves, being complacent with the complacence of fat rapidly gained In middle age, and no Imagination. But she sat there, ignoring little Livingstone's attempts to change the subject, and soberly warned me against renting the house.- Jane's face was a study. So far 1 tad been able to keep from ber much of the local gossip about the house, and all of the talk about the red lamp. But now she heard it all, garnished and embellished, and I caught ber eyes fixed on me plteously. "Is It too late, William?" she asked. "Must we rent it now?" "It's all signed, sealed and delivered, my dear," I said. "But all is not lost Tomorrow morning I shall take my little hatchet and smash that lamp to kingdom come. Mrs. Livingstone took a , slice of cake. "I'm sure you have my permission, she said, "and as I gave it to your Uncle Horace, I dare say I have a right to say so." "Perhaps yoo would like to have it It n night, and I stayed with ber. It was very curious." "Just what do yoo mean by. curious?" "That there was somebody In the house that night, or something." "And you don't believe it was somebody?" "1 don't know what 1 believe," she said, rather breathlessly. "1 suppose yoo will laugh, but I have to tell you just the same." Stripping ber narrative to the skeleton, she bad been skeptical before, but that night the house had been strangely uncanny. They bad sat In the kitchen with all the lights on, and at two o'clock in the morning she distinctly heard somebody walking in the hall overhead, on the second Boor Doors seemed to open and shut, and finally, on a crash from somewhere in the dining room, "like a double fist striking the table," Annie Cochran had bolted outside and stayed there. At dawn she came back, and said she had distinctly seen a ball of light floating in the room over the den. shortly after rhe went ont "And was the red lamp lighted, while all this was going on?" "That's one of the most curious things about It It was not when 1 made a round of that floor early in the evening. But it was going at dawn." There 1 of course, one thing I can do. I can meet Mr. Bethel when be arrives and lay my cards on the table. It will take all my courage; I know bow 3 should feel if I bad taken a house, and at the moment of my owner came to arrival a wild-eyeturn me awa.r, on the ground that bis bouse Is haunted. Or, we will say, subject to Inexplicable nocturnal vis-It- usual." "Too mean that you do?" "Personally," she said, looking directly at me, "1 think he was fright-tne' to death." She hesitated. She gnre me the Impresidon of venturing on ground which was onpleasant to She abanher. "Either that doned that, and began again, hurried or" ly. "My husband dislike the subject." she said. "Hut I will tell you why I believe what I do, and yoo can see what yon can rauke of It. You remember thnt Mrs. Porter was nol will when you both came out. the day lie was found dead, and toward evening you took br home? Well, Annie ivx hnm would not stay alone that Cwif 1" by Cas. M. Doraa Compiay WMU Strrice Incredible? Yet who am I to at this, who have, In deference to tangli Annie Cochran and ber kind, most carefully locked away the red lamp In an attic closet of the other house, there to con tain its devil unreleased. Or who am at this moment somewhat oppressed by a spirit message I have Jurt received, forwarded to me bv Cameron's secretary. This is my first letter from the spirit world, and it comes via Salem. Ohio It has. In Mr. Cameron's ah sence, been forwarded "to me by his secretary. dear Mr. Porter; "In Mr. Cameron's absence on his vacation I am forwarding the enclosed message at the request of the writer, who appears to have considerable faith In our ability to locate the person fur whom It Is Intended I "We have had no previous cor respondents with the young lady. At least I can find none in our files. But I know yoo will not mind my saying. In Mr. Cameron's absence, that be has always regarded these oulja board communications as purely subconscious In origin; In other words, as uueoo-sclou- s fraud." The Inclosed note Is very long, and fully detailed. Even the arrangement of the furniture In the room Is described, and the lighting of it How she came to omit a red lamp 1 cannot tell ; I have somehow grown to expect one I But no amount of light handling of the matter on my part can alter the fact that I am not as comfortable about the thing as I might be. The damnable accuracy of It Is In ' Itself disconcerting. The name Is Shall I take Halllday Into my conright even to my initial; 1 am living fidence? I need a fresh brain on the in a lodge, which even my own mind could hardly have anmatter, certainly. Some one who will see that the local connection of the ticipated a few .days ago. And I am murdered sheep with the red lamp, warned of danger, on a morning when and so with old Horace's death. Is I feel that danger Is, as Edith would the absurdity It must be. say, my middle name. According to the writer, she and the July 4. other sitter, who she naively explains A quiet Fourth, but In rplte of all precautions, more sheep were killed was ber fiance, received twice the last night and in fear of my life I name, William A. Potter. Assured have been expecting a visit from then that they had It accurately, the "control" spelled out as follows: Greenough this morning. But per"Advise yoo and Jane to go elseIt Morrison looked like old the haps Morrison truck did not recognize me where. Lodge dangerous." "It sounds, I admit like a telelast night message, with one word to graphic But to make tilings more unpleasant all around, the fellow this time spare. One rather looks for the word did not leave his Infernal chalk mark I "love," so often added to get full value for one's money. But It is a One can Imagine Greenough straightdefinite warning for all that dehis from and Investigation ening So the Lodge Is dangerous, and Jane ciding that bis recent talk with me 1 has put me on my guard. Heigh bol and advised to go elsewhere. Heaven I'd like nothing better. knows In a is wild The neighborhood state Our love story goes on, and I am as of alarm.' Public opinion appears to be divided between a demon and a helpless there as In other directions; Edith proffering herself simply and dangerous lunatic at large. . . . Otherwise, I have recovered from sweetly, in a thousand small coquetries last night's hysteria. The cleaning of and as many unstudied allurements, the house for Mr. Bethel beings today, and young Halllday gravely adoring and 1 have decided to let It go on. If her, and holding back. Today, along with the rest of the on hearing my story be decides not to summer colony, they made a pilgrimwill reIf no harm be be done; stay age in the car to the scenes of the mains, It is in order for him. Jane said at breakfast: "Are you various meadow tragedies, ending np with the stone altar, and I suspect letting him come, William?" "I shall tell blm all I know, my matters came very nearly to a bead between them, fo Edith was very dear. After that It Is op to him." on their return, and Halllday talkative "But Is it? Suppose something hapand a trifle pale. very quiet to him?" pens And sitting on the veranda tonight on I "What earth could happen?" of the while the boy set Inquired Irritably. "He doesn't need off Roman candles and to light that silly lamp. Anyhow, I'm over the water, Edith asked me bow I thought she could earn some money. "Earn money?" I said. "What on earth for? I've never known yoo to think about money before." "Well, I'm thinking about It now," she said briefly, and relapsed Into silence, from which the roused in a moment or so to state that money was a pest and If she were 'making a world she'd have none in It I found my position slightly dell- . d ... s. boat-hous- e, sky-rocke- ts c.te. but I matured to ... i surest thatto no man worm ui him. &ne igbave bis wife support and nored that completely, however ? of writing was thinking said she she raid, would bring hook. A "nobody In a great deal nf money, and about anything. would need to worry Fa "And you could get It published, "Everybody said she William." ther And you rou d Knows who you are. couldnt you? spelling, the correct the only thing that's really be, That's worrying me." child Is honestly believe the toUer light Is Still going door. her under see can I night as And 1 trying It. July S. The sheriff has offered a thousand dollars reward for the apprehension1 and conviction of the sheepklller. ofunderstand Livingstone is privately fering another five hundred. Mr. Bethel and bis secretary arrive Is about tomorrow, and the house In spite of the fact them. for ready ttiat Annie Cochran moves about It rabunoccupied as It Is, like a scared bit I shall see him at once on his arrival. Halllday will finish the float today, and I understand Intends then to start on the sloop. He has found a forway to address me, Instead of the and or two, mal "sir" of the first day now calls me Skipper. Today, for the first time, I have1 taken him fully Into my confidence. had been half way debating It but the matter of the dressing gown decided It (Note: I find that In the original Journal 1 made no note of this incident The facts are as follows) : At Jane's suggestion I preceeded to the main house, to remove such of Uncle Horace's clothing as remained In the closets and so on, to a trunk in the attic. Since the night of her experience In the pantry she had not entered the house. Armed with a I was on package of met I when Halllday, snd he my way returned with me. We worked quietly, for there Is something depressing In the emptiness of euch garments, and in their mute reminder that sooner or later we must all shed the clothing that we call the flesh. located the dressing gown which poor old Horace was wearing when he was found. aDd discovered that there were bloodstains on it near the hem "I'm going to ask you something," 1 said to Halllday. "A man dies of heart failure, and as he falls strikes his head, so that It bleeds. He lies there, from some time In the evening until seven o'clock In. the morning. There wouldn't be much blood, would there?" "Hardly any, I should say." "And none In this location, 1 imagine." I showed It to blm, and he looked at me curiously. "Im afraid I don't get It Skipper," he said. "Tou mean, he moved, afterward?" "If you want to know exactly what I mean, I believe the poor old chap was knocked down, that he got up and managed to dispose of something he had in his band, something he didn't want seen, and that after that his heart failed." He picked op the dressing gown and carried it to the window. "Tell me about It" be said quietly. As neither one of us knows anything about the heart or what occurs wheu a fatal seizure attacks It It Is possible Halllday Is right That Is, that feeling III he got up, crumpled the let ter In his hand, turned out the desk light and then fell. But that he re covered himself and managed to drag himself to his feet again, when the full force of the seizure came, and he fell once more, not to rise. "There Is no real reason to believe that be was not alone." he said. "Nor I Set Training Tables for Fighting Crickets back?" "God forbid 1" she said quickly. "Oh, for heaven's sake," Livingstone put In Irritably, "let's talk about something else. Mrs. Porter, will you show me your garden V I bad a feeling that his wife bad wanted Just this, perhaps had given him some secret signal, for she settled back the moment they had gone and. to to speak, opened fire. "1 have often wondered," she suld slowly, "whether you have ever considered your uncle's death as un By MARY ROBERTS RINEHART "My A TVl IT What Is Mora, Jans Sees a Face, going to destroy It And as for the other matter, the sheep, the fellow is clicking to sheep, thank God." But I am nol so certain, just now, as to destroying the lamp. This Is the result of a conversation with Annie Cochran, as I admitted her, armed with broom and pull, to the house tblt morning. She represents, I Imagine, the lowest glade of local Intelligence, end I daresay she Is responsible for much ol the superstitious fear of the lamp. But after all, ber attitude represents that of a part of the community, and If I destroy the lamp I shall undoubt edly be held responsible for any local tragedies for the next lifetime or twa. In a word, Annie Cochran not only believes that the lamp honses a demon; she believes that to smash the lamp will liberate that demon fat per. t petuity. ',. The sporting element In China has been training fighting crickets for hundreds of years. Huge sums are still bet on cricket flghu and the owners of champion crickets are nationally known. In his booklet "Cricket Champions of China," Dr. Bertbold Laufer, famous sinologist of the Field Museum of Natural History, discloses the Interesting methods used by the Chinese in training these scrapping insects. Even in ancient times the trainers prescribed strict diets for their battlers. The usual diet consist of a dish of rie mixed with fresh cucumbers, boiled chestnuts, lotus seeds and mosquitoes. Some of the owners and fanciers allow themselves to be bitten my mosquitoes, and when the mos qtiltoes are full of blood they are clven to their favorite crickets. The fighting crickets are kept In socially devised jars, which nre made to serve as both summer and win No Splinter Tommle, with Little bis parents, was spending the week end at the home of bis aunt and uncle The aunt who is an excellent cook, had prepared a number of appetizing dishes, among them a delicious pudWhen ding flavored with coconut the Sunday evening lunch was being served, Tommle said In a low voice to his mother: "I don't war any more f that pudding with apllnters la it" ter homes. The Jars lire furnished with tiny beds and water Jnrs The champion crickets are transported In finely wrought cages, some of which are filigree gold. -P- athfinder Macs-ztne- . Way to Dry Cupa There are some men behind the counters of business places who are very clever. The ither day I 8nw a counter man In i local hii.eh room pull off a pretty good stu.it The man was washing cups ,m, noticed he did no dry them with a towel or machine. He simply plmed a rtr towel on a Inrce meim frny, .lie explained to me thai as he 'runiPd the tips upside down the water oi mu ture all ran to the towel oD the truv The towel took np all the moisture leaving the cups dry. ,)tiP), some ol the cups which the aid he had standing for a time They were perfectly dry. Perhaps , will be copied by hnusewlves.-s,e- m w,er ,,,; four-year-ol- d Virtue Supreme Quality Wealth Is a weak anchor ana Kl.i cannot support a man virtue Is firm and cannot ,e shnken al.me b tempest Pythagoras. ' Mark$ Patting Year Hogmanay Is the name given in Scotland and parts of England to the last day of the yea eREflT -- 2) even that be 'saw something," as Mrs. Livingstone Intimates." But the letter I had found In the drawer Interests him. - He has made a It borne to study. copy of it, and taken to consider the to you "I appeal to enormity of the Idea. Tour fallore to it, own attitude my comprehend however, makes me believe that yon on with It In may be tempted to go that case I shall feel it my duty, not but to warn only to go to the police in general. society "I realize fully the unpleasantness of my own situation; even, if you are consistent Its danger. But" "But what?" said Halllday. "'But I shall do what I have threatened. It REWs Read How This Iff Fftln,erd' Minn.'! E. Pinkhany. iXr Mr V$i' , vJSk nun. ... . St f I tfore Bn4 t too iff took u timet eai tJ" 3rlo I ru this "vM my lousework I must say ham's Vegetable Copc2?i3 wonders for me and no womanY ?! be without it I su jVfiSL1 good word for B.B. 7, Brainerd. MliaeVS ..j alio. ca"? INDIGESTION RELIEVED .. QUICKLY Carter's LmiiUw pa. "" the Uttl. pUU Ukn will do woDdm, pWlT wbmr? sa o; srs troubUd with Ramember they an a doctor-- . prwcSSS CARTER'S ESIPnig Ultra-Viol- Light et Not Good for Plm Extra doses of light are not so good for plants as for animals, it appears from experiments carried ultra-viol- on In London by E. "Tell He Said Quietly. It" Me About yoo go on with It'" He glanced np at me. "It doesn't sound like ebeep-kllllndoes it?" "No," I was obliged to admit "It does not" July 6. am in a fair way to go to Jail If things keep on as they have been go. ing! And not only for If we have not had a tragedy here, certainly today there is every Indication of It And with the fatality which has attended me for the past week or so, I have managed to get myself Involved In it Last night a youth named Carro-way- , sworn In by Starr a few days 1 sheep-killing- ago as deputy constable, was assigned the highroad behind our property as his beat He was armed against the sheep-kille- r 0 with a Winchester, which was found this morning In the hedge not far from our gates. Nothing Is known of his movements from nine o'clock, when he went on duty, until a few minutes after midnight, when he appeared breathless on the town slip, minus his rifle, and jumping Into a motor launch moored at the float, started off Into the bay. Peter Geiss, an old fisherman, was smoking his pipe on the slip at the time, but Peter is deaf, and although Cnrroway shouted something the old man did not hear it There Is, however, an Intermediate clew here, for on his way Carroway had run Into the Bennett house, and told the night clerk there to awaken Greenough and get blm to our float; that the sheep-kille- r had taken a boat there and was somewhere out on the water. The deputy's Idea was probably to drive the fugitive back to the shore, and as there are, due to the marshes, but few landing places there, he seems so far as I can make out to have figured that the unknown would be forced back to our slip. Greenough appears to have lost no time. He threw an overcoat over his pajamas, took his revolver, and com mandeerlng a car In the street was on our pier before Carroway bad been on the water ten minute?. And here, with that fatality which has purrecently sued me, he found me returning from the float I There are times when misfortune Apparently picks up some hapless Individual as her victim and, perhaps tor he good of his soul, hammers him on this side and on thnt until he himself begins to think he has deserved It He Is guilty of something; he knows not 3(1-3- what was a guilty man as I faced Greenough I And yet the scene must nave had Its elements of humor. I I rather shaken already with the air. my teeth rattling, and this night ghost-lfigure suddenly appearing on the runway above me and kneeg to water; a terror turning my which 'hanged In quality when this ghostonly In ducted me to put up my hands. I'M I knew the voice, and I man-useas debonair a manner as wn. under the circumstances. ,' Nothing in them but a I if you Insist- -" "e seemed to hesitate. Then he y d flash-light- Zlll V",,e- - m t0 effect of the light on plants brought from the South to northern countriei where there is much less sunshine. To eeedllngs and older plants treatments "were given with qaartx mercury vapor - lamps, similar to thoa given human beings. Germination and were retarded and In older grow plants leaf formation was partly and flower formation and hiding were held back. Aren't We All? "What about vacation?" I'm glad I don't have to thong.,, ,, It Should Be Free "I believe in free speech I" "That's nice. I'd hate to have pay to hear you!" The arguments of the loquacious are mostly sound. and turning was as ttiii bs a Other women can't see how can be Jealous of his wife. i Are IJou When your Children Ciy for It times. Baby has little upsets at them. cannot Bj care prevent your can be prepared. Then you can do any experienced nurse would d0". most physicians would tell yon ( give a few drops of plain Castor sootnea. Is sooner done than Baby lief Is Just a matter of mom wlthom yoo have eased your child of a single doubtful drug; Ca?t0,"ftell w vegetable. So Iff safe to use as an Infant has any l'tt,e,pa cannot pnt away. And lt r o ready for the cruder pangselTe i constipation or diarrhea; for older children. Twcnty-flycttlci were lough tasi i " m Mn-orte- . and! the ca,,,,, KMvh , "till dripping, on the float T0 BE CONTINUED.) I- mm flJ UD to ndividual y 8ea wM work it It permanently." the runway to me. Out rather late, aren't roUi Ur Porter?" he asked. It was my turn to hesitate. I came down to pull the canoe on ier M. Delf. K. niton and A. Westbrook, workipg at Ken gardens and Bedford college, England The experiments were undertaken with the Idea of finding the possible m i mm |