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THE
KESTREL EIOUSE
MYSTERY
By T. C. H. JACOBS
...
SYNOPSIS.
Henry. Ho t and his ward, Muriel
Mainwaring, are staying at a. Dartmoor
farm. Holt has a friend, Moineau, liv-
ing at Kestrel House, and is desirous
that Muriel rnarry Moineau's nephew.
Hayden Mercor, whom she dislikes.
A. series of mysterious disappearances
have been alarming* the neighborhood.
Mona Page, the vicar's ',aughter, being
the latest victim.
Another boarder at the farm is Per.ti-
val Pyecroft, who is murderously at-
tacked while walking ,.n the moor. Then
be and his valet, '!`lack, set out to dis-
c.v.. tt'P mystery of Kestrel House.
Pyecroft finds a locket belonging to
Mona F -re, and also a secret under-
ground passage. Aar d of discovery,
they return
CHAPTER IX.—(Cont'd.)
"Did you meet or see any person?"
Barnard demanded.
"Not one solitary soul," lied Pye-
eroft blat-diy. "Of all the gloomy,
dismal, deserted houses I've ever
struck that place is the worst It's
enough to give one the creeps to stand
and gaze upon it. Reminds me of that
bit of poetry, how does it go—'Under
some prodigious ban of excommunica-
tion...."
"I'v seen it," interrupted Barnard
hastily.
"Seen itl" ejaculated Pyecroft. "I
suppose you've been all over it and ad-
mired the work of art, eh?"
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' "Not yet," snapped the chief inspec-
tor grimly.
Mr, Pyecroft having no further in-
formation to impart he thanked him,
wished him "good night," and with his
subordinate strolled on towards the
Blue Boar.
"Chief !" exclaimed Trotter with
suppressed excitement when they were
out of ear -shot, "Did you recognize
the little one?"
"No," said Barnard, "who was he?"
"Freddy Flack."
"What, the Bank Smasher?"
Trotter nodded his 'lead in affirma-
tion and Barnard glanced over his
shoulder to where the two figures were
still visible.
"Are you sure?" he asked sharply.
"Absolutely, Me,. I pulled him
over the Southern Joint Stock job. He
went down for a .hree-year stretch.
He'd have got mole if he hadn't been
so slippery. You know he was the fel-
low who smashed the.London and Can-
ada Bank, but we've never been able
to fasten it on him, not that he made
much over that haul."
"Ah, yes, 1 remember. He's been
convicted twice, hasn't he?"
"Sure, two convictions and umpteen
acts of providence. If he had all that
was due to hint he'd rot in jail for
fifty years."
Barnard walked on in silence for
some ,dards then he said, half to him-
self:
""That other bird is a crook, too, but
I'm dashed if I can make up nay hind
about him. He told me such a mixture
of truthlies les when I intel,viewed
. i zn tiat I'm still uncertain just'what
he is. Did I tell you that I found a
sharper's glove in his pocket?"
"No, Chief."
',"Yes. I was feeling around for the
button when I spotted it. I slipped it
out to -make sure and there was the
mirror sewn in the palm."
"Pretty obvious then, Chief.
"What is?"
Barnard shrugged his shoulders.
"That he's a stork."
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Sergeant Trotter suddenly stopped ibie were a few sheep grazing on a
and struck the top of his bowler a tursede tiny spots of white in the
smart blow: blue distance,
"Dog bite me, Chief!" he exclainie 1, Detective Sergeant Trotter gazed
"I've placed- him!"
"Yes?" prompted 'Barnard eageely,
"who is he?"
Trotter shook his head regretfully:
"I can't tell you that, but the last
time I saw hien he was half -canned in
Hell Bend. Ikey Rosen and Joe Ender
v.ere with him with a couple of broads'
men to complete the party. Re's a
crook, safe enough, Chief. Better -get
his finger -prints, eh?"
"I got them the other day and re-
ceived the record office report this
morning. There's nothing tieing in
that line."
CHAPTER X..
Chief Inspector Barnard was early
astir the next morning. He had al-
most completed his breakfast before
his subordinate put in an appearance.
"Hullo, Chief !" exclaimed the lat-
ter, "been watching the sun rise?"
"You're a lazy devil, Trotter,"
grunted Barnard. "I don't know why
I have you with me."
The sergeant grinned good-natured-
ly as he took his seat:
"What's -the I,rogram this morning,
Chief?" he asked cheerfully. r
"The vicarage first for me, You
can go along to the garage and have
a run over Pyecroft's car; there may
be something to be found; then comae
back and wait for me here."
Barnard on admittance to the vic
arage found the vicar at breakfast;
"Sorry to disturb you, sir," he
apologized, "but the matter is rather
important."
The Rev. Augustus Page showed
signs of the strain under which he
was living. His tall, lean frame was
bowed, while his pale face was drawn
and haggard. He brushed long nerv-
ous fingers over his white, bushy hair,
but his dark eyes lit up with eager
hope at the inspector's words. •
"Is it news of nay dear 'daugh-
ter?" he asked quickly.
"Well, it's early days yet, sir,"
fenced Barnard, producing the locket.
"Do you recognize this?"
"Yes," cried the Vicar excitedly, "it
belongs to my daughter She always
wears it around her neck. Where was
it founu?"
"In the valley; it was picked up by
one of . . er . . my men. You are
absolutely sure that it is your daugh-
te1,s?„
"Absolutely!" The finality, of the
reply left small room for doubt,
nevertheless Barnard persisted: .
"There is no possibility of • another
being in existence?"
The Rev. Mr. Page shook his :head:
"None whatever. If you will exam-
ine the back you will see two small
scratches which I once nude in .open-
k .
ing it." •
"1 noticed tl5em," repi&ed 13
'‘And you are qult certain that, :12Ss
Page was wearing it on the day she
disappeared?"
"Quite certain; she was never with-
out it. What does it mean, Mr. Bar-
nard, is it a ... a hopeful sign or?"
"I don't know," Barnard frankly
confessed, "but it's a step forward, if
nothing else."
The vicar turned away, anxious
that the steely -eyed policeman should
not see the disappointment of his new
roused hope so suddenly shattered.
Barnard waited until the other be-
came more composed before he asked:
"Do you visit Kestrel House, ;;ir?"
"I have been there on one or two
occasions," admitted the vicar. "But
I do not think that I was welcome,"
he added.
"Did Miss Page accompany you?"
"On the second visit, yes. Why
do you ask?"
"The locket was found close to the
bridge. I was wondering if she may
have intended calling there on her
way hone."
The vicar shook his head with slow
deliberation:
"I do • not think so, Mr. Barnard.
As a matter of fact she was rather
afraid of Moineai, ,io is an extra-
ordinary old gentleman," he added by'
way of explanation, "and, I fear, n )t
a Christian."
The chief inspector did his best to
reassure the vicar before he left, but
he was not the sort of elan to give
false hope under any circumstances.
It was ':•ith very definite feelings of
relief that he took leave of the other,
after promising to keep hint posted
with the latest information, and
walked back to the Blue Boar, where
he found Trotter waiting for him,
"Well, Chief?" asked the sergeant
tentatively, folding tip the newspaper
which he had been reading and fixing
the bowler more firmly upon the, back
of his head, as he prepared to accom-
pany his senior. officer.
"Pyecroft was right, the locket be-
longs to Miss Page. According to the
parson this,Moineau fellow is an un-
pleasant. customer."
"That's the bloke at Kestrel
House?" Trail Rides in the Rockies
"Yes, where we are going now," Trail trips, both short and over a
"Do you think that Pyecroft was number of days, may be in the
kidding us,. Chief? Where he found Canadian Natioital Parks in the Rod -
it, I mean."` • ies where there'are experienced pack -
"Quite possibly, but it'll be an ex- ells and guides'femiliar with all the
cuse to get into the house." I main routes of travel. These guides
A cool, refreshing breeze was blow- can be relied upon to take any party
ing across the moor as the two police -Ito outstanding features and points of
men set out. Everywhere the golderi interest that do not lie on the reg1 h:v',
gorse made brilliant patches ef'color beaten tourist path.
against the dull green of the coarse
turf, blending with the purple heather "A vacation le something you l lice
• to get away from whit ;teat iktn t •dice
ISJE No. 21 ---*3 1 doing." -Claiming Polleek.
around with with admiring eyes.
"Dog bite me, Chief," he exclaimed
enthusiastically, "I could live here far
the rest of my natural"
"H ---m, see it in winter, and you'd
change your mind," snapped Barnard,
He was in no mood to appreciate the
wild beauty ct Dartmoor.
They deseeuded into the valley, amu
followed' the same route as Pyeeroft
had taken on the night before. Whei1
they cavae to the edge of the planta-
tion the chief inspector stopped,
"I'm going 011 alone," he announced.
"1 Naat you to scout around the
grounds. According to Ford they do
not own a car; yet they must keep
one somewhere. Map out a general
plan of the house, ground floor win-
dows and that sort of thing—undee-
stand?"
"Sure, Chief."
As Bernard walked up' the path bc:•
tween the pines he became more ce•,'-
tain that for some inexplicable reason
Pyecroft had spoken the truth. What
the devil was that fellow's game? He
was frankly . puzzled and uneasy in
his mind, he could not place hint in
the scheme of things, and yet he felt
convinced that the roan was closely
connectee with this riddle he had been
set ,-, solve. It was not chance which
had brought Pyec:.oft to Barrows
Farm, but design.
And where did Flack the bank
smasher, come. in? Did 'Pyeci•oft know
the history of his valet? • Everything
pointed to him being ,well aware of
it, and .ne probability was that it
was because of Flack's skill that he
was employed by Pyecroft.
Mentally conning things over, he
walked on until the outlines of the
house became visible through the
trees. Standing in the cover afforded
by an overgrown rhododendron, he
surveyed the place. Anything more
utterly desolate, he thought, w,uid be
difficult to imagine. The absolute
eerie silence of the place seemed to
possess actual weight. • He thought of
Pyecroft's quotatio t, and found him-
self repeating the words, "Under
some prodigious ban of exa mi iuni-
cation"—gad, it was apt!
Suddenly the dead silence was bre:-
ken
ro-ken by a snuffled sound, distant and
indistinct. Barnard mentally shook
himself, and listened, but it was sev-
eral minutes before he came to any
decision.
"Some sort of machinery, by the
sound of it," he muttered. "Well,
here goes!"
Squaring his shoulders, he walked
rmartly across the ragged lawn. He
gave two sharp, authoritative raps on
the knocker, and waited expectantly.
(To be continued.)
Camp- of. the .Falle . +,
]Better to" face 'tile goal beydlld our
scaling
Quiet at last, knowing the end has
• come,
Rather than with our lowered banners
trailing
To take the paths of safety leading
home.
In vain shall any lesser lights he burn -
Ing
For us who glimpsed the Vision
from afar;
We shall go down the road of unre-
turning,
Broken and spent but faithful to a
star.
Oh, let then say when men shall tell
our story:
"True was their quest, deep -loved,
though unattained;
Their futile striving held some seeds
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Their shattered dreams the heights
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"Miss" Is Banned
By Chinese Officials
Peiping, China,—The foreign word
"Miss" is officially, banned from use
on, the campus of the Women's Col-
lege of the National University in Pei-
ping by order of Director Liu Fu.
"Miss" sounds unpleasing to the
ear, and is not really a polite form of
salutation, declares • Director Liu's
formal order. Instead of "Miss" all
Young women students must hence-
forth. be addressed as "ICu Xiang," he
insists, for this Chinese word means
"maid" and!is therefore more respect-
ful.
Director Lieu has also ordered all,
the students in his institution to cease'
attending dances and cabarets. Those
who disobey this injunction' will in-
stantly be expelled.
Director Liu's annoiinceinents have
come as a surprise. He is•in his early
thirties, and has been. prominent as
an "advanced modernist" for the last
ten years. He was educated in Pei -
pia; and in Belgium.
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(IS se MY
dna/ /d DQE SCOTTIE- .t %,
What game 'before: Captain TltlzmY and
his dog Scottie get lost in the darkness,
while laying myter the Chinese War Zone.
They are caiittmea b, bandits and sepa"•
ated Captain Jimmy ' makes' his escape
and plans to efurcnfor the faithful
Scuttle. '
Yes, sir. Just as I crowded the old'
Chinese interpreter into the freight
car to hide from those pursuing
bandits, a black object came hurtl-
ing in and struck me square in the
beat.
"Seattle!"
We untangled
ourselves, and there.
was a grand re-
union. But there
wasn't any time to
waste. The bandits
were following
closely • 0 n o u r
trail. Some place
must be found to
hide.
In the corner
of the car were piled a number of
tea chests. These I shoved out so
the three of us could hide in behind.
Over the top I spread some old straw
matting.
If onI3r the train would move along
before the bandits caught up, we
would he all right, but it seemed to
be waiting on the switch until a
train coming the• other way had
passed. •
Suddenly the sound of hoofs rang
on the rocky railway siding, and a
score of bandits began running up
and down the train peeking into the
cars. Things looked pretty serious,
especially when a big Chinaman be-
gan rummaging around among the
tea chests. Luckily he did not no-
tice our hiding place.
Something had •to be done quickly,
however, or the outlaws would re-
turn and find us. Quietly I signal-
led Fit Hsu and Scottie to follow me.
We dropped out of the car and crept
softly along' the side of the train
away from the bandits, and • groped
our way in the dim early morning
light toward the , engine.
The engineer and fireman leaned
out of, their cab anxiously, wonder-
ing what was happening down along'
the track. I slipped in behind them
and gave them a good shove. Off
they went—end over end into , the
ditch.
Promptly I threw the reverse
lever and opened the throttle. There
was a violent spinning of drive
wheels. The cars bumped anti
crashed against one another noisily,
and at the same time I pulled the
whistle valve wide open. The
whistle fairly shrieked. It was a
perfect bedlam let loose.
Panic stricken, the bandits rush-
ed to the doors to escape. Some
jumped out, some were pushed out,
others simply fell out. But in less
time than it takes to tell it, there
was not a bandit on board.
Away we roared, gathering speed
as we backed down the track for we
dared not go forward in the face of
the signals. The engine rocked and
swayed. I took up the shovel to
feed the boiler fire, when 'suddenly
a heavy boot stuck out from under
the coal and someone hollered.
• What ',ext. Even the coal was
alive with .Chinese bandits.
"Maybe I'm a bandit, Captain'
said the owner of the boot. "But
not Chinese anyway!"
Where had I heard that familial
voice before?. I shoved 'him into
the light. His face was like a black
mask from the coal dust,
"By Golly! Jed Stone," I yelled.
And so it was. My old friend Jed
Stone who I had not seen for many
years. Our meeting was one of
those odd' co -incidences that you
couldn't make happen in a lifetime
if you tried to
plan it.
Jed told me a
startling story.
He had a broth-
er Guy, 'engag-
ed in Chinese
famine relies
work. A bandit
gang had pass-
ed through the country raiding
and plundering the pitifully scant
food supplies of the people.
Guy • followed the bandits for
days, and tried to reason with the
chief. Making no impression he
finally lost Control of himself, and be-
fore anyone could interfere, soundly
thrashed the villain.
(To be -continued.)
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w • about all he owned, except a
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spent $35 for airplane wood, paper,
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