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"Yon thunk . he Is guilty?"
"The polies think.. eo.' She drew
a long sigh. "I wish to God I bad
never seers` this placer
He did not answer; his eyed were
roving round the apartment. On a
bamboo table was an old vase which
had been clumsily filled with golden
chrysasathemume, of a peculiarly
beautiful variety. Not :.11, forateldst
them flowered a large lei iebnes
daisy Haat had the forlorn a;, saran`
of a parvenu that had strayed by.
mistake into noble company.
"You're fond of flowers?" he mur-
mured. She looked at the vase in-
differently.
"Yes, I like flowers," she said. "The
girl put them in there." Then: "Do
you think they will hang him?"
The brutality of -the question, put
without hesitation, pained Reeder.
"It is a very serious charge," he
said. And then: "Have you a photo-
graph of Mr. Green?"
She frowned.
"Yes; do you want it?"
He nodded.
She had hardly left the room be-
fore he was at the bamboo table and
had lifted out the flowers. As he had
seen through the tglass, they were
roughly tied with a piece of string,
He examined the ends, and here again
his first observation had been cor-
rect; none of these flowers had been
cut; they had been plucked bodily
from their stalks. Beneath the string
was the paper which had been first
wrapped about the stalks. It was a
page torn from a notebook; he could
see the red lines, but the pencilled
writing was indecipherable.
As her foot sounded on the stairs,
he replaced the flowers in the vase,
and when she came in he was looking
through the window into the street.
"Thank you," he said, as he took
the photograph from her.
It bore an affectionate inscription
on°the back.
"You're married, he tells me, mad-
am?"
"Yes, I am married, and practical-
ly divorced," she said shortly.
"Have you been living here long?"
"About three months," she answer-
ed. "it *as his wish that I should
live here."
He looked at the photograph again.,
"Do you know Constable. Burnett?"
He saw a dull flush come to her face
and die away again.
"Yes, I know the sloppy fool!" she
said 'viciously. And then, realizing
that she had been surprised into an
expression which was not altogether
ladylike, she went on, in a softer tone:
"Mr. Bnrnett is rather sentimental,
and I don't like sentimental people,
especially - well, you understand,
Mr. -"
"Reeder," murmured that gentle-
man.
"You understand, Mr. Reeder, ,that
when a girl is engaged and in my
position, those kind of attentions are
not very welcome."
Reeder was looking at her keenly.
Of her sorrow . and distress there
coulai be no doubt. On the subject
of the human emotions, and the rav-
ages they make upon the human coun-
tenance, Mr. Reeder was almost as
great an authority as Mantegazza
"On your birthday," he said. "How
very sad! You were born on the sev-
enteenth of October. You are Eng-
lish, of cQQlirsee?"
"Yes, I'in'English," she said short-
,ly. "I was born in Walworth - in
Wallington. I once lived in Wal-
worth."
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-three," she answered.
Mr. Reeder took off his glasses and
polished them on a large silk hand-
kerchief:
"The whole thing. is inexpressibly
sad," he said. "I am glad to have
had the opportunity of speaking with
you, young lady. I sympathize with
you very deeply."
And in this unsatisfactory way he
took his departure.
She closed the door on him, saw him
stop in the middle of the path and
pick up something from a border bed
ana wondered, frowning, why this
middle-aged man had picked up the
horseshoe she had thrown through
the windo3r the night before. Into
Mr. Reeder's tail Racket went this
piece of rusted steel and then he con-
tinued his thoughtful way to the nur-
sery gardens, for he had a few ques-
tions to ask.
The men of Section 1a were par-
ading for duty when Mr. Reeder came
timidly into the_, charge room and
produced . his credentials to the in-
spector in charge.
"Oh, yes, Mr. Reeder," said that
officer affably. "We have had a note
from the P.P.'s office, and I think I
had the pleasure of working with you
on that big slush case a few years
ago. Now what can I do for you?
. Burnett? Yes, he's here."
He called the man's name and a
young and good-looking officer step-
ped from the ranks.
"He's the man who discovered the
murder -he's marked fqr promotion,"
said the inspector. "Burnett, this
gentleman is from the Public Prose-
cutor's office and he wants a little talk
with you. Better use my office, Mr.
Reeder."
The young policeman saluted and
followed the shuffling figure into the
privacy of the inspector's o i; ee, e
was a confident young man: already
his name and portrait had appeared
in the newspapers, the hint of pro-
motion had become almost an accom-
plished fact, and beforehis eyes was
the prospect of a supreme achieve-
ment.
"They tell me that you are some-
thing of a poet, officer," said Mr.
Ili oedl enepr far C j Reeder.
of Huron. Beatefs < , t}�. i�1111 Burnett blushed.
. *e - of the county.•ov':am Tii"la f38- "Why, yes, sir. I write a bit," he
arsfort in, Ila the rastl rle` • e- confessed.
e'a rn , it�+�7dlbi ftpIwfdffid" • O. "Love poems, yes?" asked the
T+1r Id.,'OIr O aim jP.®n; i'• other gently. "One finds time in the
d. fl. ` Cs�xr''dtt 1 N e ffi Ana night--er-for such fancies. And there
r,Wesr 032 400 a gertho 1>1 J *fie- no inspiration like--er-iovee of-
• f freer."
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OSCAR KLOPP
Honor Gr= ,, nate Carey Jon& Na-
'Sle>Dnal •School of Auctioneering, Chi -
sago. S Secial course taken in Pure
ar 4 t4,: ad .(Ave Steels, Real Estate, Mar-
chandiee and Farni Sales. Rate in
hoeipinog wine, prey fling market. Set -
defection scoured. Writ& or r✓lrzra
O!ear Klopp, Zurich, Ont. Phoma
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tyd, ythorfl gb !vW .news
y a gee •
" meerfeeired Mr. Reeder,
"You have as poetical mind. It wze an
poetical thought, to pleat flowers
the middle of the rgaletn.,..
"The nurseryman told me I eoinid'
take aur flowers I wanted," ]Barnett
interruted hastiljr. "I did Ynothj1
wrong."
Reeder inclined his head in agree -
meat. •
"That I know. You picked the
flowers in the dark -by the way, you
inadvertently included a Michaelmas
daisy with your chrysanthemums -
tied up your little poem to them and
left them on the doorstep with -er-
a horseshoe. I wondered what had be-
come'of that horseshoe"
' "1 threw, them up on to her -to the
lady's window sill," corrected the un-
comfortable young man. "As a mat-
ter of fact, the idea didn't occur to
me. until I had passed the house-"
Mr. Reeder's face was thrust for-
ward.
"'Phis is what I want to confirm,"
he said softly. "The idea of leaving
the flowers did not occur to you until
you • had passed her house ? The horse-
shoe suggested the thought? Then
you went back, picked the flowers,
tied them up with the little poem you
had already written, and tossed them
up to her window -we need not men-
tion the lady's name."
Constable Burnett's face was a
study.
"I don't know ho you guessed that
but it is a fact. 'If 've done anything
wrong sie
"It is never wron t be in love,"
said Mr. J. G. Reeder soberly. "Love
is a very beautiful experience -I have
frequently read about it."
Miss Magda Grayne had dressed to
go out for the afternoon and was put
ting on her hat, when she saw the
queer man who had called so early
that morning, walking up the tessel-
lated path. Behind him she recogniz-
ed a detective engaged in the case.
The servant was out; nobody could be
admitted except by herself. She
walked quickly behind the dressing -
table into the bay of the window and
glanced up and down the road. Yes.
there was the taxicab which usually
accompanies such visitations, and,
standing by the driver, another man,
obviously a "busy.'
She pulled up the overlay of her
bed, took out the flat pad of hank -
notes that she found, and thrust them
into her handbag, then, stepping on
tiptoe, she went out to the landing,
into the unfurnished back room, and,
opening the window, dropped to the
flat roof of the kitchen. In another
minute she was in the garden and
through the' back gate. A narrow
passage divided the two lines of villas
that backed on one another. She was
in High Street and had boarded a car
before Mr. Reeder grew tired of
knocking. To the best of his knowl-
edge Mr. Reeder never saw her again.
At the Public Prosecutor's request,
he called at his chief's house after
dinner and told his surprising story.
"Green, who had the unusual ex-
perience of being promoted to his pos•
ition over the heads of his seniors, for
special _services he rendered during
the war, was undoubtedly an ex -con-
vict, and he spoke the truth when he
said that he had received a letter
from a man who had served a period
of imprisonment with him. The name
of this blackmailer is, or rather was.
Arthur George Crater, whose other
name was Mailing!"
"Not the night watchman?" said
the Public Prosecutor, in amazeinent.
Mr. Reeder nodded.
"Yes, sir, it was Arthur Mailing.
His daughter, Miss Magda ., Crater,
was, as she very truly said, born at
Walworth on the 17th of October,
1900. She said Wallington after, but
Walworth first. One observes that
when people adopt false family names
they seldom change their given names
and the `Magda' was easy to identify.
"Evidently Mailing had planned
this robbery of the bank very care-
fully. He had brought his daughter,
in a false name, to Ealing, and hacl
managed to get her introduced to Mr.
Green. Magda's job was to wdr•m
her way into Green's confidence and
learn all that she could. Possibly it
was part of her duty to secure casts
of the keys. Whether Mailing re-
cognized in the manager an old pris-
on acquaintance or whether he obtain-
ed the facts front the girl, we shall
never know. But when the informa-
tion came to him, he saw, in all prob-
ability, an opportunity of robbing the
bank and of throwing suspicion upon
the manager.
"The girl's role *as that of a wo-
man who was to be divorced, and I
must confess this puzzled me until I
realized that in no circumstances
would Mailing wish his daughter s
name to be associated with the bank
manager.
"The night of the seventeenth wag
chosen for the raid. lVfalling's plan
to get rid of the manager had suc-
ceeded. He saw the letter on the
table in Green's private office, read
it, secured the keys -although he had
in all probability a duplicate set -
and at a favorable moment cleared
as much portable money from the
bank vaults as he could carry, hurried
them round to thehouse in Firling
Avenue, where they were buried in
the central bed of the front garden.
under a rose bush -I rather imagin-
ed there was something interfering
with the nutrition of that unfortunate
bush the first time I saw it. I can
only hope that the tree is not alto-
gether dead, and I have given instruc-
tions that it shall be replanted and
well fertilized."
"Yes, yes," said the Prosecutor, who
was not at all interested in horticul-
ture.
"In planting the tree, as he did hi
some haste, Mailing scratched his
hand. Roses have thorns -I went to
Ealing to find the rose bush that he.i
scratched his hand. hurrying back
to the bank, he waited, knowing that
Constable Burnett was due at a cer-
tain time. ,He had prepared the can
of chloroform, the handcuffs and
straps were waiting for him, and he,
stood at the corner o1 the street un-
til he saw the flash of ': urnett`h lamp;
then, running into the hard and leav-
ing the door ajar, he strapped him-
self, fastened the YnM dea& and lay
down, expecting„ tbet the policeman
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`rasa zmeeztay you Ilea
av=m treating too 1+' ptoses
L'eareee. ahem a 1,e =ea. Lew,
esff agayiatite heeezbuarn, c=zar
eek are aye:ape: nns titre
time Woad iio loreetze. Thio
enpiaanaa irks ouncser ffad we of
Dr. 'iMilliatazd Max Pilla in
all sada mceo., Ilio is a
oypicaff �mmnpflea-�
hagann tao f, .11 eagle
tik.ed," writes Mao Margaret
White, of Perry Seannnd, "and
when 2 oat dovam to meal 11
felt 11 dud not went to eat. A
doctor told are 11 was anaemic
but 11 made little , cprogress
with his medicinne. When 11
started taking De. Miliammna'
Pink Pi = 1 aeon noticed that
mmy appears well improving,
.I.,. -•t the headlachee cannel=
ffrecinently end shaft II was not
co easily tired. Now rimy
wale& le incraaaed, w
chegen are rosy anal every
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Start today om improve
goer appetite. !Bay Dr. Wil-
Peann*' Pink Pella from your
druggist's or by tmaiil, post-
paid, at 50 cents ,a box from
The Dr Willianne Medicine
(Co., Brockville, Ontario.
Saud for free book -"What
too (Bat and IHIocv to ]fist".
Mao. o9
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would arrive, find the open door and
rescue him before much harm was
done.
But Constable Burnett had had
some pleasant exchanges with the
daughter. Doubtless she had received
instructions from her father to be as
pleasant to him as possible. Burnet,.
was a poetical young man, knew it
was her birthday, and as he walked
along the street his foot struck an old
horseshoe and the idea occurred to
him that he should return, attach the
hirseshoe to some flowers, which the
nurseryman had given him permission
to pick, and leave his little bouquet, to
so speak, at his lady's feet -a poetical
idea, and one worthy of the finest
traditions of the Metropolitan Police
Force. This he did, but it took some
time; and all the while this young
man \ was philandering -Arthur Cra-
ter was dying!
"In a few seconds after lying down
he must have passed from consciqus-
ness . the chloroform still drip-
ped, and when the policeman eventu-
ally reached the bank, ten minutes af-
ter he was due, the man was dead!"
The Public Prosecutor sat back in
his padded chair and frowned at his
new subordinate.
"How on earth did you piece to-
gether all this?" he asked in wonder.
Mr. Reeder shook his head sadly.
"I have that perversion," he said.
"It is a terrible misfortune, but it is
true. I see evil in everything ,
in dying rose bushes, in horseshoes -
in poetry even. I have the mind of a
criminal. It is deplorable!"
II
THE TREASURE HUNT
There is a tradition in criminal cir-
cles that even the humblest of detec-
tive officers is a man of wealth and
substance, and that his secret hoard
was secured by thieving, bribery and
blackmail. It is the gossip of the
tam. r evertoo Ikea
VD. amp mow
Your dant= will eels yen how
eatatalrea ite.B.avrae mmea m dem.
loo din 'heniahfful cleaneline action
o(t Weiggicifc infandoeo tti =anh
cit Ionian j5sr ansa•
n t °ci &no mmanch---enthee )kr`aa'ls
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t?fr''t`, res-
lab as • f' r tiieres 4te A� Q 59
ly trreastuNA tc ` )mise:. vo a : o
:xaad th e~ 041494 Pittance 'the
coneidereble portion of their tOtAM
Since ilio, J. O. kleeder.' bad 'fe oars.
er twenty years dealt exclasivel3r with
baffle'robbers and .forgers, who ase t
arisocrats and capitalistsof t&ae un-
derworld,
in deyworld, legend credited hire with
country houses and immeenee eeeyet re-
serves. Not that he would have a
great deal of money in the bank. Lt
was atleeitted that he was tao clever
to risk discovery by the authorities.
No, it was hidden somewhere; itwas
the pet dream of hundreds of unlaw-
ful men that they would some day
discover the hoard and live happily
ever after. The one satisfactory as-
pect of his affluence (they all agreed)
was that, being an old man -he was
over 50 -he couldn't take his money
with him, for gold melts at a certain
temperature and gilt-edged stock is
seldom printed on asbestos paper.
The Director of Public Prosecutions
was lunching one Saturday at his
club with a judge of the King's Bench
-Saturday being one of the two days,
in the week when a judge gets pro-
perly fed. And the conversation drift-
ed to a certain Mr. J. G. Reeder, the
chief of the Director's sleuths.
"He's capable," he confessed re-
luctantly, "but I hate his hat. It is
the sort that So-and-so used to weer,"
he mentioned by name an eminent pol-
itician; "and I loathe his black frock --
coat, people who see him coming into
the office think he's a coroner's of-
ficer, but he's capable. His side -
whiskers are an abomination, and I
have a feeling that, if I talked rough
to him, he would burst into tears -a
gentle soul. Almost too gentle for my
kind of work. He apologizes to the
messenger every time he rings for
him!"
The judge, who knew something a-
bout humanity, answered with a fros-
ty smile.
"He sounds rather like a potential
murderer to me," he said cynically.
Here, in his extravagance, he did
Mr. J. G. Reeder an injustice, for Mr.
Reeder was incapable of breaking the
law -quite. At the same time there
were many people who formed an al-
together wrong conception of .l. G.'s
harmlessness as an individual. And
one of these was a certain Lew Kohl.
who mixed hank -note printing .,vith
elementary burglary.
Threatened men' live long, a trite
saying but, like most things trite, true.
rn a score of cases, when Mr. J. G.
Reeder had descended from the wit-
ness stand, he had met the baleful
c.ye of the man in the dock and had
listened with mild interest to divers
prorrises as to what would happen to
him in the near or the remote future.
For he was a great authority on Torg'
cd bank -rotes and he had sent many
men to penal servitude.
Mr. Reeder, the inoffensive man,
had seen prisoners foaming at the
mouth in their rage, he had seen them
white and livid. he had h?.<=r3 their
he wing execrations and he had met
these men after their release from
prison and had found them ata -.able
s ul. rz.)f ashamed an 1 ,ra!f y .i iee.•d
at flair nearly, forgott77 r o::tants
ar 1 lir -"ific threats.
isut hen, in the ear! • ;,. of 1914,
Lew 'Kehl was sentenced for ten yearn
he neither screamed his imprecations
nor registered a vow to tear Mr. Reed-
er', F.eart, lungs and important organs
from his frail body. '
Lew just smiled and his eyes caught
the detective's for the space of a sec-
ond -the forger's eyes were pale blue
and speculative, and they held neither
hate nor fury. Instead, they sail in
so many words:
"At the first opportunity I will kill
you."
Mr. Reeder read the message and
sighed heavily, for he disliked fuss of
all kinds, and resented, in so far as
he could resent anything, the injus-
tice of being made personally respon-
sible for the performance of a public
duty.
Many years had pa9sed, and con-
siderable changes had occurred in Mr.
Reeder's fortune: He had transfer-
red from the specialized occupation of
detecting the makers of forged bank-
notes to the more general practice of
the Public Prosecutor's bureau, but he
never forgot Lew's smile.
The work in Whitehall was not
heavy and it was very interesting.
To Mr. Reeder came most of the an-
onymous letters which the Director
received in shoals. In the main they
were self-explanatory, and it requir-
ed no particular intelligence to dis-
cover their motive. Jealousy, malice,
plain mischief -making, and occasion-
ally a sordid desire to benefit finan-
cially by the information which was
conveyed, were behind the majority.
But occasionally:
"Sir James is going to marry his
cousin, and it's not three months since
his poor wife fell overboard from the
Channel steamer crossing to Calais.
There's something very fishy about
this business. Miss Margaret doesn't
like him, for she knows he's after
her money. Why was I sent away to
London that night? He doesn't like
dri . ing in the dark, either. It is
strange that he,wanted to drive that
night when it was raining like blaz-
es."
This particular letter was signed
"A Friend." .Justice has many such
friends.
"Sir James" was Sir James Tither -
mite, who had been a director of some
new public department during the
war and had received a baronetcy
for his services.
"Look it up," said theDirector
when he saw the letter. "I seem to
remember that Lady Tither'inite was
drowned at sea."
"On the nineteenth of December
last year," said Mr. Reeder solespnly.
"She and Sir James were going' to
Monte Carlo, breaking their journey
in Paris. Sir James, who has a house
near Maidstone, drove to Dover, gar-
aging the car at the Lord Wilson Ho-
tel. The night was stormy and the
ship had a rough crossing -they were
half -way across when Sit James omnis
to the purser and said that he had
missed his wife. Her bag'ga. - Wan in
the cabin, her passport, rail ticket and
hat, but the • lady was not Found{ im
deed *as never seen again."
The Director nodded.
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"I see, you've read up the ease."
"I remember it," said Mr. Reeder.
"The case is a favourite speculation
of mine. Unfortunately I see evil in
everything and I have often thought
how easy -but I fear that I take a
warped view of life. It is a horrible
handicap to possess a criminal mind."
The Director looked at him suspic-
iously. He was never quite sure whe-
ther Mr. Reeder was serious. At that
moment, his sobriety was beyond
challenge.
"A discharged chauffeur wrote that
letter, of course," he began.
"Thomas Dayford, of 179, Barrack
Street, Maidstone," concluded Mr.
Reeder. "He is at present in the
employ of the Kent Motor Bus Com-
pany, and has three children, two of
whom are twins and bonny little ras-
cals."
The Chief laughed helplessly.
"I'll take it that you know!" he
said "See what there is behind the
lette. Sir James is a big fellow in
Kent, a Justice of the Peace, and he
has powerful political influences.
There is nothing in this letter, of
course. "Go warily, Reeder -if any
kick comes hack to this office, it goes
on to you -intensified!"
Mr. Reeder's idea of walking war-
ily was peculiarly his own. He trav-
elled down to Maidstone the next
morning, and, finding a bus that pass-
ed the lodge gates of Elfreda Manor,
he journeyed comfortably and a.ton-
omically-, his umbrella between his
knees. He passed through the lodge
gates, up a long and winding avenue
of poplars, and presently came within
sight of the grey manor house.
In a deep chair on the lawn he saw
a girl sitting, a book on her knees,
and evidently she saw him, for she
rose as he crossed the lawn and came
towards him eagerly.'
"I'm Miss Margaret Letherby-are
ypu from ---2" She mentioned the
name of a well known firm of lawyers
and her sfereefell.when Mr. Reeder re-
gretfully- disclaimed connection with
those legal lights.
She was as pretty as a perfect
complexion and a round, not too in-
tellectual, face could, in combination,
make her.
"I thought -do you wish to see Sir
James? He is hi the library. If you
ring, one of the^ maids will take you
to him."
Had Mr. Reeder been the sort of
man who could be puzzled by anything
he would have been puzzled by the
suggestion that any girl with monev
of her own should marry a man mR�ttch''
older than herself against her of
wishes. There was little mystery in
the matter now. Miss Margaret
would have married any strong-willed
man who insisted.
"Even me," said Mr. Reeder to
himself, with a certain melancholy
pleasure.
There was no need to ring the bell.
A tall, broad man in a golfing suit
stood in the doorway. This fair naii
was long and hung over his forehead
in a thick flat strand; a heavy tawny
moustache hid his mouth and swept
down over a chin that was long and
powerful.
"Well?" he asked aggressively.
"I'm from the Public Prosecutor's
office," murmured Mr. Reeder. "I
have had an anonymous letter."
His pale eyes did not leave the face
of the other man.
"Come in," said Sir James gruffly.
As he closed the door he glanced
quickly first to the girl and then to
the poplar avenue.
"I'm expecting a fool of a lawyer,"
he said, as he flung open the door of
what was evidently the library.
His voice was steady; not by a
flicker of eyelash had he betrayed the
slightest degree of anxiety when
Reeder had told his mission.
"Well -what about this anonymous
letter? You don't take much notice
of that' kin of trash, do you?"
Mr. Reeds deposited his umbrella
and flat-cro ned hat on a chair before
he took a , ocument from his pocket
and handed it to the baronet, 'who
frowned as he read. Was it Mr.
Reeder's vivid imagination, or did the
hard light in the eyes of Sir James
soften as he read?
"This is a cock and bull story of
somebody having seen my wife's jew-
ellery on sale •Sn Paris," he said.
"There is nothing in it. I can ac-
tount for every one of my poor wifehr
trinkets. I brought back 'the jewel
case after. that awful night. I don't
recognize thea handwriting: who is
the lying scoundrel who wrote this?'•
Mr. Reeder had never befere been
called a lyingscoundrel, but he ac-
cepted the..experience with admirable
meekness.
• "I thotight it untrue," he said,
shaking his head. "1 followed the de-
tails of the case very thoroughly. Yon
let here in the afternoon-----"
ber ladyship and her baggage nnsj
"Her ladyship was a good Q1
"Yes, a very good sailor;. she
remarkably' well :that `tight ..L
her in the cabin dozing, and went fe
a stroll on the mlecle-t--"
"Raining very heavily and a
sea running," nodded Reeder,
though in agreement with something
the other man had said.
"Yes -I'm a pretty good sailor
anyway, that story about my pool
wife's jewels is utter' nonsense. You
can tell the Director that, with my _.
compliments."
He opened the door for 'his :"visitor
and ,[r. Reeder was some time re,
placing the letter and gathering, his
belongings.
"You have a beautiful place here,
Sir James -a lovely place. An ex-
tensive estate?" -
"Three thousand acres." This time
he did not attempt to disguise his.
impatience. "Good afternoon.'
Mr. Reeder went slowly down the
drive, his remarkable Memory at work.
He missed the bus which he could
easily have caught, and pursued an
apparently aimless way along the
winding road which marched with the
boundaries of the baronet's property.
A walk of a quarter of a mile brought
him to a lane shooting off at right
angles from the main road, and mark-
ing, he guessed, the southern bound-
ary. At the corner stood an old stone
lodge, on the inside of' a forbidding
iron gate. The lodge was in a pitiable
state of neglect and disrepair. Tiles
had been dislodged from the roof, the
windows were grimy or broken, and
the little garden was overrun with.
docks and thistles. Beyond the gate
was a narrow, weed -covered drive that
tri}led out of sight into a distant
plantation.
(Continued next week.)
At an amateur boxing contest in
1 Montreal a dentist and a chiropodist
i met in the finals. We. understand
they fought tooth and nail. -Ottawa
Journal.
Whether we like it or not, our coun-
try can not escape rapid growth in her -
international relations. -Hon. Mac-
kenzie King.
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