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.fv K , Aj - fdXwX. TjC 1 I DAKOTA COUNTY HERALD K L fv it I 1 lis. K u n ' t ' - ,tvvtvwvvvvvvwvwvvvtvvlt. Bull-Dog Drummond 1dmSSm f 1 emohi Officer Who Found Peace Dull MVVVVVVVVWVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVfcVVVVl CHAPTER XII Continued. 19 "Right. Throw your gun on the floor." Drummond picked up the wea pon and put it In his pocket; then he rang the bell. "I had Uoped," he mur mured, "for a larger gathering, but one cannot have everything." Save to Peterson, who understood, If only dimly, who had happened, the thing had come as such a complete surprise that even the sudden entrance of twenty masked men, who ranged themselves In single rank behind their chalks, failed to stir the meeting. It merely seemed in keeping with what had gone before. "I shall not detain you long, gentle men," began Hugh, suavely. "Your gen eral appearance and the warmth of the weather have combined to produce In me a desire for sleep. But before I hand you over to the care of the sportsmen who stand, o patiently be hind you, there are one' or two remarks I wish to make. Let me sny at once that on the subject of Capital and La bor I am suprqmely Ignorant, l'ou will therefore' be spared any disserta tion on the subject. Itut from an ex haustive study of the ledger which nqw lids' 'upon the table, and a fairly Inti mate knowledge of Its author's move ments, I nnd my friends have been put to the Inconvenience of trending on you. "There are many things, we know, wJitch are. wrong fir 'this Jolly old coun try, of ours; but given tiny. and the right, methods I am sufficiently op timistic to believe that they could be put right That, however, would not suit your book. You dislike the right method, because it leaves all pf you much where you were before. Every cringle one of you with tho sole pos sible exception of you, Mr. Torrance, and you're, mad is playing with revo lution for his own ends: to make mon ey out of it to gain power. , . . "Lot us start with Peterson your leader. How much did you say he de manded, Mr. Potts, as (ho price of rev olution?" With a strangled cry Peterson sprang'up as the American millionaire, removing his mask, stepped forward. "Two hundred and fifty thousand pounds, you Bwlne, wns what you asked me." Tho millionaire stood confront ing his tormentor, who dropped bnck in .his chair yWUi a groan, "And when' i rciusca, you tortured me. Look nt my thumb." With a cry of horror tho others sit ting at tho table looked nt the mangled flesh, and- then at tho man wlo had done it. This, even to their mind, was going too far. . "Then thero wns tho same sum," continued Drummond, "to come from Hocking, the American cotton man half German by birth t Stelnemann, theGerman coal man; Von Gratz, the Gorman stoel .roan. Is that ri6t 'so, Peterson?" It was an arrow qt a venture, but it hit the mark, and Pe terson nodded. "So one million pounds was the "take this benofactor of hummanlty , fvas playing for," Bneered Drummond. "One million pounds, as tho mere price of a nation's life-blood. . . . But at any rate he had the merit of playing big," whereas the rest of -you cum, and tho other beauties so ably catalogued n that book, messed about at his beck nnd call for packets of bull's eyes, Perhaps you labored un der the delusion that you wero fool Ing him, but' the whole lot of you arc so' d d crooked that you probablv thought of nothing but your own filthy skins. , "Listen to me." Ilugh Drummond's volco took on a deep, commanding ring, and against their will the four men' looked nt tho broad, powerful soldier, whoso sincerity shone clear In his face. "Not hy revolutions nnd direct action will you mnlcX) this Island or ours right though I nm fully ,awaro that Uiat Is the last thing you would wish to see happen. Hut with, your brains, and for your' own un-' scrupulous ends, you gull tho work Ingmai) into bpllevlng It. And he, be cause you con talk with your tongues In your chwks, Is led away. He be lieves you will give him Utopia; wheroai. ,Jn reality, you ara leading hlnlftto H 1. And ybulmow It. Evo lution Is our only 'chance not revo Jutlon; but you, and others like you, stand to gain more by the latter. , . ." nis hand dropped to his side, nnd he grinned. "Quite a break for me," ho re marked. "I'm. getting hoarse, I'm mow going to hand you four over to the boys. There's an ndmlrable, but somewhat muddy pond outside, and I'm sure you'd like to look for newts. If any of you want to summon mo for assault .nd battery, my name Is Drummond Captsln Drummond of Half Moorf street. Hut I warn you that that book will be handed into Scotland Yard tonight. Out with 'em, boys, nnd give 'em h 1, . . . "And now, (!nrl Peterson," he re marked, as tlio door closed behind tho last of tho struggling prophets of a new world, "It Is time that you and I ettled our little account, Isn't it?" The master-criminal, rose and stood facing hlin. Apparently he had com-j-li'telr vovered himself: the hand with which he lit his cigar was as steady as & rock. "I congratulate you, Captain Drum mond," ho remarked suavely. "I con fess I have no Idea how you managed to escape from the somewhat cramped position I left you In last night, or how you have managed to Install your own men In this house. But I have even less Idea how you discovered about Hocking and the other two." Hugh laughed shortly. "Another time, when you disguise yourself as tho Comte de Guy, remem ber one thing, Carl. For effective con cealment It Is necessary to change other things besides your face and figure. You must change your man nerisms and unconscious little tricks. No I won't tell you what It Is that gave you away. You can ponder over It in prison." "So you mean to hand me over to the police, do you?" said Peterson slowly. "I see no other course open to me," replied Drunlmond. The sudden opening of tho door made both men look round. Then Drummond bowed, to conceal a smile. "Just In time, Miss Irmn." The girl swept past him nnd con frpnted Peterson. "What has happened?" she panted. "The garden Is full of people whom I've never seen. And there were two J 11 "But Where Is He?" Said the Girl, Through Dry LI pi. men running down the drive covered with weeds and dripping with wa ter." Peterson smiled grimly. "A slight setback has occurred, my dear. I have made a big mistake n mistake whtch has proved fatal. I have underestimated the ability of Cuptajn Drummond; and as long as I live I shall always regret that I did not kill him the night ho went explor ing In tills house." ' Tearfully tho girl faced Drum mond; then she turned again to Peter son. "Whcro's nenry?" she domnnded. "That again Is a point on which I nm profoundly Ignorant." answered Peterson. "Perhaps Captain Drum mond enn enlighten us on that also?" "Yes," remarked Drummond, "I cun. Henry has had an accident. After I drove him buck from tho duchess' Inst night" tho girl gave a cry, and Po torson stondled her with his nrm "we had words dreadful words. And for a long time, Carl, I thought It would be hotter Jf ymi und I hnd simi lar words. In fact, I'm not sure even now that It wouldn't be safer In the long run. . . ," "Hut where Is lu7" saN the girl, through dry lips. "Whew you ought to be, Carl," an swered Hugh grimly. "Where, sooner or Inter, you will be." Ho pressed the studs In the niche of the wnll, and the door of the big safe swung open slowly. With a scream of terror the girl sank hnlf falntlng on Jtho floor, and even Peter son's cigar dropped on tho tloor from his nervous lips. For, hung from tho celling by two ropes ettnehed to his arms, was the dead body of nenry Laklngton. And oven as they watched It, It sagged lower, ond one of the feet hit sullenly against n beautiful old gold vose. . . . "My Godl" muttered Peterson. "Did you murder him?" "Oh, no I" answered Drummond. "no Inadvertently fell In tho bath he got ready for me. and then when ho ran up tho stnlrs In considerable pnln. thnt Interesting tnechunlcnl dovlre broke his neck." "Shut the door," screamed tho girl: "I can'tjstnnd It." dhe covered her face with her hands, shuddering, while the door slowly swung to again. "Yes." remurktfSrt Drummond thought Cyril McNeile "sapPer" Copyright by Geo. XL Dor&n Oo. fully, "It should bo an interesting trial. I shall have such a lot to tell them nbout the llttlo entertainment here, nnd all your endearing ways." With the big ledger under his ana he crossed the room and called, to some men who were standing outsldo in tho hall; and as the detectives, thoughtfully supplied by Mr. Green, entered the central room, he glanced for the last time at Curl Peterson and his daughter. Never had the cigar glowed more evenly between the mas-tor-criminal's lips; never hnd the girl Irma selected a cigarette from her gold and tortoise-shell ense with more supreme .Indifference. "Good-by, my ugly one I" she cried, with n charming smile, as two of the men stepped up to her. "Good-by," Hugh bowed.'nnd a tinge of regret showed for a moment In his eyes. "Not good-by, Irma." Carl Peterson removed his cigar, and stared at Drummond steadily.' "Only nu revolr, ray friend ; only nu revolr." EPILOGUE. "I simply can't believe it, Hugh." In the lengthening shadows Phyllis moved a little nearer to her husband, who, quite regardless of the publicity of their position, slipped nn arm around her waist. "Can't believe what, dnrllng?" ho demanded lazily. "Why, that all that nwful night mare is over. Lnklngton dend, and tho other two In prison, and us mar ried." "They're not actually In Jug yet, old thing," snld Hugh. "And somehow . . ." ho broke off and stared thought fully at a man sauntering past them. To all appearances he wns a casual visitor taking his evening walk nlong tho front of the well-known seaside resort bo largely addicted to honey moon couples. And yet . . . was ho? Hugh Inughed softly; he'd got suspicion on tho brnln. "Don't you think they'll be sent to prison?" cried the girl. "They mny bo sent right enough, but whether they arrive or not Is a different matter. I don't somehow see Carl picking oakum. It's not his form." For n whilo they were silent, occu pied with matters quite foreign to such trifles as Peterson and his dnugh ter. "Are you glnd I answered your ad vertisement?" Inquired Phyllis nt length. "The question Is too frivolous to deserve an answer," remarked her hus band severely. "But you nren't sorry It's over?" she demanded. "It Isn't over, kid; It's Just begun." Ho smiled at her tenderly. "Your life and tntno . , . Isn't It Just wonder ful?" And once again tho man sauntered past them. But this time he dropped a piece of paper on the path, Just at Hugh's feet, and the soldier, with a quick movement which he hardly stopped to analyze, covered It with his shoe. The girl hadn't seen the action ; but then, no girls will do after 'such remarks, she was thinking of other things. Idly Hugh watched the saun terer disappear In the more crowded part of the esplannde, and for a mo ment there enmc onto his face a look which, happily for his wife's peace of mind, sho failed to notice. "Lot's go nnd eat, and nfter dinner, I'll run you up to the top of the head land. . . ." Together they strolled bnck to their hotel In his pocket wns the piece of papei ; nnd who could be sending him messages In such a manner save one man a man now awaiting his trial? In the hull ho stayed behind to In quire for letters, and a man nodded to him . ' "Heard the news?" he Inquired. "Nu," said Hugh. "Whnt's hap, pened?" "That man Peterson nnd the gin hnve got away. No trace of 'em." Then ho looked at Drummond curious ly. "By the way, you hnd something to do with that show, didn't you?" "A little," smiled nugh. "Justfa lit tle." "Police bound to catch 'cm again," continued the other. "Can't hldo your self these days." , And once again Hugh smiled, as ho dww from his pocket tho ploco of pa per: "Only au revolr, my friend ; only nu revolr." He glance'd at the words written In Poterson's neat writing, nna the smile broadened. Assuredly life wns still good; assuredly. ... t And Into nn nsh tray nearby ha dropped n piece of paper torn Into a hundred tiny fragments. "Wns that n love-letter?" she de umii'Pil with assumed Jealousy. .nt exactly, sweetheart," h laughed back. "Not exactly." And over tho glasses their eyes met. "Hero's to hoping, kid; here's to hoping." (THE END. Falsehood, like the dry rot, fh.ur Ifilies the more In proportion ax all and light are excluded. Whuteby flilllllllHniHIHlHlimillllimimilllHMIHHMM"llUllil SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT By?. A. Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiniiiiiiiiiimiiiiimiiiniiiniiii WORD "GENTLEMAN." A FRENCH critic, discussing the recent famous battle for the boxing championship of the world, expressed surprise that so many Americans should havo favored the challenger from abroad. Perhaps if be had stopped to think for a moment ho would have realized thnt, after all, this Is .In tho true sporting spirit. That spirit is' at times hard to cul tivate. It. la natural for a city to want Its homo team to win In baseball, nnd for a col I ego to wish to see Us young giants sweep all beforo them on tho diamond, the links and the gridiron. "To hnve and to hold" Js tho motto of national or International sport from ynchtlng to polo. It Is reasonable for n nation not to wish to lose any championship once It has obtained It. Vurious explanntfons have been given of the popularity of Carpentler, the best small man who stood up to the best big man in their business in the world today. A ray of light Is thrown on the matter by n word that was used by several experts In describing the af falr. They said that the Frenchman fought like a gentleman and lost like ono. This Involved no reflection on tho chnmplon, because nothing of an "un gentlomnnly" nature was done by any body on the memorable occasion In question. The Interesting thing Is the use of the word "gentleman." It is nn expression that Americans have been shy of from the earliest days, partly because it conveyed a suggestion of class distinction In n country thnt hns no "classes" and partly becuuse tho word wns hnrd to define even In countries where It wns In common use. Thero Is no doubt that In the strictest sense of tho expression, George Washington, Thorans Jefferson nnd John Adnms were "gentlemen." Yet thero can bo equally little doubt MOTHER'S COOK BOOK The glory of our life below Comes not from what wo do .or what we know, ' But dwells forevermore In what we are. GOOD THINGS FOR THE FAMILY. FOR those who enjoy hot cakes nnd gems for breakfast, tho following recipe will be one to try: Popovers. Mix nnd sift one cupful of flour, one-fourth teaspoonful of salt, seven eighths of a cupful of milk, one-half teaspoonful of butter, and two eggs. Bent the batter with a Dowr egg beater until light. Pour Into deep THE ROMANCE OF WORDS "TARTAR." 'Tti ARTAR," as applied to I; the wild tribes which 1; Inhabit middle and cen- !; tral Asia, Is ono of thoso words I; In which a wrongly assumed derivation has modified tho 1; spelling and the very shape In j! which wo now have It, for tho jl people usually deslgnnted by j. this name are not "Tartars," ;! but "Tutors." ' ;; The Interpolation of the "r" ; In tho first syllabic came nbout when theso hordes hurst Into ;; Europo during tho Thirteenth ; century nnd swept everything before them. Mnny persons !: claimed that tho ravages of tho !; Invading cavalry constituted a !; fulfillment of tho prophecy In . Hir ninth rltnnter of Ttovplntlnn !! X concerning tho opening of tho '', bottomless pit nnu tno loosing of . tho Inhabitants of the Infernal ' regions. From ths belief en- ;l sued the chnngo of their name from "Taters" to "Tartars," the latter being nn outgrowth of ; Tartarus, or hell, whence theso ; Implacable hordes wore sup- j: posed to havo come. Tho braverj of the lnvnders, I together with their stole dlsro- ;! i-nrrt for iinln nml tho mnnner In ! ! which they turned upon their guards when captured, also gave ; rlso to tho expression "catch n ; ; ; Tartar- or "he cnugnt a Tartar," : ; ; which is In U80 to this day as, ; ; a synonym ror oeing lunen oy ;; ; surprise, particularly when a :; person thinks that he has made ,; (Copyright.) As 9 Walker thnt the first would have corrected anybody who defined him In that wny by saying that he was a soldier, while the other Illustrious two would havo preferred to be called statesmen. As for Benjamin Franklin, If any body had called him a gentleman, ho would have remarked probably that he preferred to be a printer. Daniel Webster was entertained at the Jockey club In Richmond on a famous occasion. He surprised his hosts by saying thnt, though born In New Hampshire nnd a senator from Massachusetts, he could give three good reasons why ho could claim to be a "Southern Gentleman." And ho gave these amid a storm of laughter. SCHOOL DAYS &mmmmm Heavens gaie hissing-hot Iron gem pnns well grensed and bake In a hot oven for thirty minutes. If baked In buttered earthen cups the popovers will have a glazed nppearance. Apple Fritters. Sift one cupful of flour with ono tenspoonful of powdered sugar and one-fourth teaspoonful of salt. Add two-thirds of n cupful of water, beat ing constantly. Add one-half table spoonful of olive oil and the white of one egg beaten stiff. Core and pare tart apples, sprinkle with lemon Juice, dredge with sugar and let stand half an hour. Dip In fritter batter and fry In deep fat. Serve with lemon sauce. m H Sliii m By Blffn 0 nlrfirlpf - vl IB IP W&W !39 THE GIRL ON THE JOB How to Succeed How to Get Ahead How to Make Good By JESSIE Q FARM OPPORTUNITIES I I AM constantly In receipt of letters from women tired of olllce work who nsk what chance they would hnve In Investing their savings In a small farm. They want a home, they want to he their own masters, they long for tho country nfter years of confining labor at a desk. Success In farming requires train ing and experience as well as a wish for that type of work. A good busi ness training and lnltlntlve nre excel lent as stock In trade, but there should bo more than that. Fonnlug Is no enBy Job. Two young women tell me that they are making monoy with a small sheep farm. There Is plenty of demand both for the wool nnd the meat. But these two women also run an nplary, mar keting their honey, In n distinctive package. It is the finest honey, and they charge a high price for It They havo worked up a trade with a list of private purchasers, and sell through tho mall. The thing Is to have only tho very highest class of produce, to charge high for It, to put It Into attractive and striking packages that are an ad vertisement In themselves, and to sell direct to tho consumer. With tho par cel post this s possible. We find It better to specialize In several things rather than In one. Establish n mar ket for one of your Items and you es tablish It for all. This pound like good talk, nnd I In fact, It Is only In the army end the navy thnt the word "gentleman" I survives In a technical sense. For "conduct unbecoming nn oflker nnd n j gentleman" Is the ground for one of I the most serious charges thnt cun be brought against anybody who holds a , commission. nn.n t-rnnt John Henry Newman, afterwards cardinal, In discussing ' tho Idea of n university" guvo a consid erable part of his time to the effort to deflno a "gentlemnn." He, of course, hud no more sym pathy than any American would havo with tho view, not uncommon In parts of Europe, that a "gentleman" is a man who has no profession or busi ness ; who has nothing to do but noth ing. in olden days n "gentleman" was supposed to he like Buynrd, "without, fear and without reproach; kind to women nnd children; gentle In peace, and careless of his own safety when, duty called Mm." It Is an Interesting thing to find tho word used In the case of a profession al boxer. (Copyright.) 3 Trifles. Break one egg Into a bowl, add one fourth of a teaspoonful of salt, and ono nnd one-hulf tnblcspoonfuls of powdered sugar. Add flour, stirring until tho mixture will take no more. Turn on to n floured board, divide Into three parts and roll ns thin as possi ble. Cut Into narrow strips or squares and fry in deep hot fat. Sprinkle with powdered sugar- mixed with cinnamon. Fritter Batter. Mix and sift together one cupful of flour nnd one-fourth of a teaspoonful" of Bait. Add two-thirds of a cupfut of milk gradually, nnd two egge beaten thick, ono tnblespoonful of olive oil nnd the whites of the egg folded In after being beaten stiff. Bananas cut in quarters, sprinkled with lemon and sugnr, let stand hlf an hour, then dipped In the batter and cooked as the apple fritters, are de licious. In fact any fruit may be used for fritters. (, 1921, Western Newspaper Union.) ROBERTS recommend It to my renders who may bo thinking of turning to the farm bet a source of Income. (Copyright.) O Shrewd Traveler. An Englishman traveled from Pet rograd to Moscow with no other pnss-i port than an English tailor's receipted bill. This document Of Identification had a big printed heading with tho name of tho tailor, some English post age stamps attached and a nourishing signature In red ink. Ho flaunted the document In tho face of the officials, assuring them It was a diplomatic pussport Issued by the British em bassy. 0 THE CHEERFUL CHERUB I'm wkolly .sfctijFied with lire, T fee so wise. fejrd nice. Ive just teen ivir$ ovcryone. A lot oF oood t).ayice. Kir" . 8 1 1 ) 4T VI J A