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„Dog bite ine, chief,” he growled, d
"what's the matter with you? Been
'"',other murder?"
'There will be if you don't get up,
zy devil]" replied Barnard,' "Pin,
ing over to the place where we pick-
up Holt last night and I want to
t there before anyone else."
"Healthy lot of chance of that hap-.
Petting," mumbled Trotter as he rolled
mwillingly out of bed. "From what
've seen of it you could be there a
reek end not see a soul."
"Maybe," snapped Barnard, "but
'ne taking no chances."
Trotter was one of those men who
like to linger over a substantial break-
fast before commencing the day, but
he was given no opportunity to in-
dulge this morning.
"We'll breakfast when we return,"
said 13arnard, and the detective -ser-
geant groaned inwardly, it was worse
than lee had anticipated.
,For some time they continued their
v✓e•V over the moor in silence, broken
at last by Barnard.
"The key to this business lies in
;kestrelHouse... and Moineau," he
said in his slow, measured tones.
"That man is mad, quite insane, and
:as dangerous as a bushmaster snake,
despite his age. He's up to some de-
viltry over there which will land him
ii. Broadmoor ... if he is not hang-
ed." He uttered this startling pro-
phecy in the same even tones as he
Would have employed in ordering a
supply of new note books, and Trotter
had difficulty in suppressing a grit:;
the imp of humor, with him, was al-
ways thrusting itself forward at in-
congruous moments.
"They say clown in the village that
flolt¢„ispushing the old cove's nephew,
Mercer, on to the Mainwaring girl,"
he sad, "but she ain't a biter. Rather
got a fancy far the Pyecroft bloke, so
they say."
"Who?" demanded Barnard. This
was news to him, of no importance
except• that he ought to have known
lest it should have some bearing en
the case, however remote.
"Came straight from the stable,
Mary Jane, the slavey up at the
farm," grinned Trotter. "The Main -
waxing. girl was pretty well fixed up
with Mercer till Percy blew along."
Barnard shrugged nis shoulders and
had nothing more to say until they
arrived at their destination, where he
went carefully over the ground imme-
diately surrounding the rock. He
found the cigarette which had jerked
from Holt's hand, and the half -burned
match, but nothing else rewarded his
efforts.
• Trotter looked on without much in-
terest; he had little faith in the
other's prospects of finding any useful
'clue, but it was a pleasant way of
wasting time even if he was craving
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KESTREL HOUSE
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By T. C. H. JACOBS
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SYNOPSIS on the moor I sat down to smoke a
Henry Holt and itis ward,.; i uriPl :;:"iga eette; before retuani
that Muriel marry Moineau's nep ew,.
Hayden Mercer, whom Muriel dislikes.
A series of mysterious disappearances
has been alarming the neighborhood,
Mona Page, the vicar's daughter. being
the latest victim.
Another boarder at the farm is Percival
Pyecroft, who is murderously attacked
while walking on the moor. Then he
and his valet, FIack, set out to discover
the mystery of Kestrel House. They
discover a secret underground passage
and a locket belonging to. Mona Page,
which they turn over to Inspector Bar-
nard. Barnard visits Kestrel House and
questions Moineau. He learns nothing.
Flack follows Holt on the moor and de-
liberately assaults him, and Pyecroft
then extracts a packet of notes from the
Unconscious man's specimen case. Re-
turning to the farm, Pyecroft conceals
the stolen package. Meanwhile Holt has
been discovered by Barnard.
CHAPTER XI.—(Cnt'd.)
Arrived back at Barrows, Barnard
helped Holt to the horse -hair sofa,
where he lay propped up with a couple
of cushions. His rosy cheeks were
regaining their normal color, and he
was inclined to make light of the
affair, but it did not deceive the grim -
faced policeman nor the sleepy-eyed
Pyecroft, who stretched his six feet
of bone and muscle in a chair by the
window.
They both knew that the little man
was suffering something more than
physical discomfort. The nervous
twitching of his hands revealed to
them the fear which he s successfully
banished from his round, jovial face.
Barnard was somewhat puzzled, but
Pyecroft knew the truth.
"I'd like to take a full statement
from you, sir," said Barnard present-
ly when Holt had rested a while.
"I don't know that there is much
to tell you, inspector," smiled Holt,
"any more than you already know. I
was coming up the hill from the val-
ley and feeling tired after a long day
the chappie wasn't rightx we
rolled up to the Two. Bridge.: tel T
was feeling nighty bucked so
in and had a couple on the.
of it."
"What time was this?"
Barnard.
"Well, mine host of, the vv
declared that his ticker was..
utes fast, so, taking his win'
it was eight forty-five to it,
"Yes.... and then?"
"Home sweet home, of c
found Miss Mainwaring
anxious because the dear p
had not arrived from his 1' game
hunting, so, , like ^. g
went
ngth
handed
3e pub
min -
gospel
roke."
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ADVENTIIRE—S of
(40074 Skivw k•?"
and AO Bog SCOTTIE -
'What carne before: After many adven-
turc e flying over China, Captain Jimmy
and his friend Jed Stone seek to recover.
the plane which Captain Jimmy was
forced to land in enemy territory. They
plan a night raid on the army camp to
secure food and gasoline.
I could turn something„true me a ` Mused bay."H-m,"
gdeciding to check his s
terrible blow on the back of my bead
and finished me. That's absolutely air proved to be correcti
I can tell you. I saw no person and by the evide_]ce
heard nothing except the swish of the
weapon which you believe to have been
a sandbag.”
Bar..ard .wrote a few lines in his
note -book:
"And nothing was stolen?"
eluent,' If `it
et hint out, as
Holt's broken
watch he was strudk down some two
minutes after Pyeeroft entered the
hotel. The evatchrw.:,s not conclusive
evidence, but the bine had been. more
or less verified by; Holt himself, and
under the circumstances was probably
to be relied upon. I:te Could think of
"Absolutely nothing.; that's the no adequate reason' why Pyecroft
amazing part of it; it seems so silly." should have been involve, and it was
"Balmy, in fact," drawled Pyecroft only his suspicion of.the pian and -his
from the chair. Barnard glared at ex -convict servant which had sug-
him anc, turned hastily away when the gested the possibility.*.
other switched on the grin which he That Holt had bean`°struck by .a
found so peculiarly irritating, sandbag, cleverly handled, was plain,
"Must be a looney roaming the but the reason for the attack was a
r. cor," went on Pyeeroft, "sure he mystery. Of one thing he was con -
didn't pinch anything, professor, not vinced, and that was that the secret
even a baby cabbage -white or a yel- lay in Kestrel House, and it was there
low -tip?" that he must look for a solution of the
Holt ignored the question and ad- riddle. And yet Holt was a personal
friend • ' the dreadful owner of 'hat
sinister mansion.
The more he probed the mystery,
the more inexplicable did it seem.
There was nothing straightforward, it
all ran in crooked channels like the
mind of a madman, and thinking of
that brought back the memory of
dressed the inspector:
"What do you make of it? I shall
feel quite nervous about venturing on
the moor in future."
"I should avoid the valley area, sir,"
replied Barnard and swung around as
Pyecroft tittered. "I suppose that
you were not on the moor tonight?"
he demanded. Moineav's wild eyes.
With an involuntary shrlig of his
shoulders he rose to leave,; refusing
Holt's invitation to supper, and Pyo-
"What exactly am I to understand croft's suggestion of a drink, and went
by that?" to join Sergeant Trotter, who waited
"Well, it's like this, follow me care- patient] at the gate.
fully as it's rather confusing. My valet When the rest of the household had
chappie said the old 'bus would do retired for the night, Pyecroft lay for
eighty odd after he'd tuned her up, some time sprawled in the 'chair. He
and I said he was talking through his wondered idly if Barnard would quest-
tile.
uertile. So to prove it we hiked over to tion Flack, but felt no disquietude of
the Yelverton speedway, and believe the prospect. He rather hoped that
me or believe me not, I'm dashed if he would, and follow it up with the
landlord, so allaying any suspicions
which he might have entertained
against thein. Not that 'there was
anything to connect them with the i
incident,. but Barnard possessed a
" bulldog pertinacity which pould make!
things awkward, if he was ,given the',
smallest clue.
W th a aleepy yawn he r)ulerl hint
self out of the chair and vrent tl,vvly
to his room. Locking til door, he
crossed to the oplcsite .orner and
raising one of the floor ads vith
the aid of a pocketknife ;p 'his hare'
into the cavity.. His fox' ad corru-
gatgd in a frown, as hi and failed 1
to find the object of hi ch. Lifl-
and
ing the boars" further, d belcoN,
and a secona later he w ting hack
on his heti i staring it evetial.ment,
The parcel which he .,c< 'irked so
much to obtain vvas
1 mis�1 ,gb
"Well, as a ]natter of fact, my dear
old hound, yes and no," grinned Pye-
croft.
So economical
for his bi{eakfast,• -
P lase ;tly Barnard .sit+• . up,, his
itful
"Why was Holt in such a ghastly
state of nerves?" Barnard went on to
liamself. "H -m, I knowl Something
was stolen from him and he's scared
to admit it, deliberately hiding the
fact, ... Trotter, come here."
(To be continued.)
What New York
Is Wearing
Under the cover of darkness I
made my way quietly toward the big
tent. If our plan succeeded we
would soon have enough gas and oil
for our plane—if it failed, we
wouldn't need any.
While I softly crept along, taking
advantage of every
shadow, Jed Stone
was busy arriving
at what be figured
was the proper
place to carry out
his part of the
plan. He dis-
mounted, t h r e w
the brittle reins
over the horse's head and probably
hoped the animal would be there when
he got back. Together, Scottie and
he crawled close to where a lone
soldier was walking his post.
Jed Stone and Scottie edged up,
bit by bit, until they were right in
back of a hummock and not over
fifty feet from him. He was a nerv-
ous sort of soldier. Every now and
then he'd turn quickly and peer out
into the darkness; then he'd step
along quickly as though he wanted
to get away from there in a hurry.
Many a good Chinese soldier is afraid
of dragons in the dark. This Chiti'a
boy must have been sure there was
a big, bad dragon on his trail for he
was surely nervous.
At the end of his post he turned
and started back. Scottie stood tens-
ed, scarcely breathing. He sensed
the excitement and he strained
against his collar which Lieutenant
Stone held tightly gripped.
The sentry was just in front of
them when Jed Stone let go of Scot-
tie's collar. "Go get him," he
whispered, and Scottie was off like
a ,rifle bullet. At the first jump,
that sentry stopped dead in his
tracks, the hair standing up on his
head, He was frozen still .in his,)
tracks. .
Sonxewhere out' lin front.- = in th r
darkness there was a sound of •scur*
rying. Something was about t
pounce on him, to .grab him, but,
that ,soldier couldn't move, neither,
could he utter a sound, .(I'll bet that;
you, yourself, have before now had
just such' a frightful nightmare..)
From out of the unknown inky,
blackness it came. Not till Scottie
sank his teeth into his leg did that)
soldier cry out, He couldn't—hie
vocal cords were paralysed.
But thea he yelled sudden marder,
pulled the trigger of his gun and wee;
bowled over, all in the same instants!
Sentries from all over camp were
running—firing as they came. Bea
tween shots I gave a shrill whistle
and Scottie came up, zigzagging ,hiee%
way pell melt for Sunday across the;
camp, spreading destruction at every,
leap. .
Excitement was working up to
fever heat when
out rode an
under officer on
horseback. He
had jumped on
a horse and
with only a •
halter to guide /y,,
him had rid- � i f�
den out ,into
the melee with goodness knower
what idea in his head.
An enthusiastic soldier fired and,
with better luck than usual, shot
away the officer's hat. Pandemonium
broke loose. Then while it was get*,
ting too not around that corner for
Lieutenant Stone, he slipped off into
the darkness to find his horse.;
The horse' had deserted at the first
shot, however, so he walked on,
carefully avoiding soldiers, back to
our plane.
(To be continued.)
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CHAPTER. XII.
Detective -Sergeant Trotter express-
ed himselfwithmore force than eve-
gance when Barnard roused him out
of a heavy slumber at sunrise the fal-
lowing morning.
Dashing • 1
sportsy model of crepe l r:ntcd sills. death's repose
It's sleeveless, too, for the flattering
May give white grace, to lily's cup,
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The Dreamers
The gypsies passed her little gate—
She stopped her wheel to see,—
A brown -faced pair who walked the
road, .
Free as the wind is free!
And suddenly her tiny room
A prison seemed to be.
Her shilling plates against the walls,
Her sunlit, sanded floor,
The brass -bound wedding chest that
held
Her linen's snowy store,
The very wheel whose Maiming
died,—
Seemed only chains she bore.
She watched the foot -free gypsies
•
pass;
She never knew or guessed
, The wistful dream that drew them
close—
The longing in each breast
1 Some day to know a home like hers,
Wherein their hearts might rest.
•-•Theodosia Garrison, Poems.
Gardener's Creed
1, a -bo have loved the earth so much,
shall have no fear at last
Of the cool *brown earth that vill
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blast;
illy beck will be wrapped so sweetly
round by the tender, teeming
mold
\Vliiclh quickens anew • the winged
seeds of the primrose and
marigold.
288 1
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1 Shall lay The down with no sad re-
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the earth through life, In
Ancient Sewing Needle
Discovered - In France
one •.needle,• 25,000 years
iu, i W +Lex • r+ e r Vl::,,
Natural History in Chicago as a re -
silt of the recent Marshall Fielcl
Archaeological Expedition to Eus'
rope, says The Field Museum News.
This bone needle, which is more
than three inches in length, is com-'
plete, and has as perfect an eye as'
if it had been made yesterday. 11
was made by a prehistoric Magda-
lenian craftsman, and was uncdoubt-
edgy used for making clothes out of
reindeer skins.
The needle was excavated by Jean
Cazedessus in a rock shelter at Gan -
ties in the South of France, and was;
found associated with implements of
hint and bone, representatives of e
cold -loving • fauna and a typical up-,
per Magdalenian culture. The en-
tire results of these excavations were
acquired by the expedition.
Field Museum also boasts of ex-
hibiting the only Magdalenian slcele
ton in the United States. When this
young man was alive Western Eu-
rope was cloaked under a mantle of
ice and snow. Reindeer and other
animals adapted to the specialized
life of a cold climate were abundant,
and there was a plentiful supply of
food for the Magdalenian hunter.
Hence there was time or relaxation,
and this resulted In the dawn of
art. The bone needle in question was
presumably fashioned with a flint
blade and drilled by a flint borer,•
and' is a witness to .the advanced
technitme evolved by the Magdalen-'
Ian hunter -artists mare than 20,000
years before the be 'inning of the
Christian era. -
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