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From the London Standard.
The sports field at Grasmere Ilea at
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There are coaches and carriages, too,
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In Cumberland wrestling the fall Is
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XIII.—THE ADVENTURE OF THE
SECOND STAIN.—Continued.
"Look here, Lestrade.” said he, “has
that constable In the passage been in
charge of the place all the time?”
"Yes, he has."
"Well, take my advice. Examine him
carefully. Don't do It before us. We’ll
wait here. You take him into the back
room. You’ll be more likely to get
a confession out of him alone. As him
how he dared to admit people and leave
them alone in this room. Don't ask
him if he has done it. Take it for
granted. Tell him you know someone
has been here. Press him. Tell him
that a full confession Is his only chahce
of forgiveness. Do exactly what I tell
you! ”
“By George, if he knows I'll have it
out of him!” cried Lestrade. He dart
ed Into the hall, and a few moments
later his bullying voice sounded from
the back room.
"Now, Watson, now!" cried Holmes
with frenzied eagerness. AH the de
moniacal force of tne man masked be
hind that listless manner hurst out In
a. paroxysm of energy. He tore the
drugget from the floor, and In an In
stant was down on hls hands clawing
at each of the squares of wood beneath
It. One turned sideways as he dug his
nails Into the edge of it. It hinged
back like the lid of a box. A small
black cavity opened beneath it. Holmes
plunged hls eager hand Into it, and
drew It out with a bitter snarl of an
ger and disappointment. It was empty.
"Quick, Watson, quick! Get it back
again!" The wooden lid was replaced,
and the drugget had only just been
drawn straight when Lestrade's voice
was heard in the passage. He found
Holmes leaning languidly against the
mantlepiaee, resigned and patient, en
deavoring to conceal hls irrepressible
yawns
"Sorry to keep you walling, Mr.
Holmes. I can see that you are bored
to death with the whole affair. Well,
he has confessed, all right. Come in
here, MacPherson. Let these, gentle
men hear of your most inexcusable
conduct"
The big constable, very hot and peni
tent, sUHed Into the room.
"I meant no harm, sir. I’m sure. The
young woman came to the door last
evening—mistook the house, she did.
And then we got to talking. It’s lone
some, when you're on duty here all
day."
“Well, what happened then?”
"She wanted to see where the crime
was done—had read about It In the
papers, she said. She was a very re
spectable, well-spoken young woman,
sir, and I si>.<v no harm in letting her
have a peep. When she saw that mark
on the carpet, down she dropped on the
floor, and lay as if she were dead. I
ran to the hack and got some water,
but I could not bring her to. Then I
went around the corner to the Ivy
Plant for some brandy, and by the time
I had brought it back the young
woman had recovered and was off—
ashamed of v,erself, I daresay, and dar
ed not face me.” a
"How about moving that drugget?”
"Well, sir, It was a bit rumpled, cer
tainly, when I came back. Tou see, she
fell on it and it lies on a polished floor
with nothing to keep It in place. I
straightened it out afterward.”
"It's a lesson to you that you can't
deceive me. Constable MaePherson,"
said Lestrade, with dignity. "No doubt
you thought that your breach of duty
could never be discovered, and yet a
mere glance at that drugget was
enough to convince me that someone
had been admitted to the room. It’s
lucky for you, my man, that nothing is
missing, or you would find yourself In
Queer street. I'm sorry to have called
you down over such a petty business,
Mr. Holmes, but I thought the point
of the second stain not corresponding
with the first would interest you."
"Certainly, It was most Interesting.
Has this woman only been here once,
constable?”
"Yes, sir, only once.”
"Who was she?”
"Don't know the name, sir. Was an
swering an advertisement about type
writing, and came to the wrong num
ber—very pleasant, genteel young
woman, sir.”
"Tall? Handsome?”
"Yes, sir, she was a well-grown
young woman. I suppose you might
say she was handsome. Perhaps some
would say she was very handsome.
'Ob. officer, do let me have a peep!'
says she. She had pretty, coaxing
ways, as vou might sav. and I thought
there was no harm in letting her just
put her head through the door.”
"How was she dressed?"
"Quiet, sir—a long mantle down to
her feet.”
“What time was it?”
"It was just growing dusk at lire
time. They were lighting the lamps us
I came back with the brandy.”
"Very good,” said Holmes. "Come,
i Watson, I think that we have more lm
| portant work elsewhere.”
. As we left the house Lestrade remained
in the front room, while the repentant eon
stable opened the door to let us out.
Holmes turned on the step and held up
something in his hand. The constable
stared Intently.
“Good Lord, sir!” he cried, with amaze
ment on his face. Holmes put his finger
on his lips, replaced his hand In his breast
pocket, and burst out laughing as we
turned down the street. "Excellent!” said
he. "Come, friend Watson, the curtain
rings lip for the last act. You will he
relieved to hear that there will be no war.
that the Right Honorable Trelawney Hope
1 will suffer no setback In his brilliant ea
I reer, that the Indiscreet sovereign will re
| celve no punishment for his indiscretion,
that the prime minister will have no Eu
ropean complication to deal with, and that
i with a little tact and management upon
| our part nobody will be a penny the worse
j for what might have been a very ugly in
cident."
My minu nuea wnn aamirauon lor mis
! extraordinary man.
“You have solved It!*’ I cried.
“Hardly that, Watson. There are some
I points which are as dark as ever. But we
have so much that it will be our own fault
j if wo cannot get the rest. We will gc
! straight to Whitehall Terrace and bring
| the matter to a nead.”
When we arrived at the residence ol
: the European secretary it was for T.ady
i Hilda Trelawney Hope that Sherlock
! Holmes Inquired. We were shown into the
j morning room.
“Mr. Holmes!” said the lady, and hoi
face was pink in her indignation, “this
is surely most unfair and ungenerous upor
your part. I desired, as I have explained
to keep my visit to you a secret, lest m>
husband should think that I was in
trudlng into his affairs. And yet yot
compromise me by coming here and st
showing that there are business rela
tions between us.”
• “Unfortunately, madam, I had no pos
sible alternative. I have been commis
stoned to recover this Immensely import
ant paper. 1 must therefore ask you
madam, to be kind enough to place it in
my hands.”
The lady sprang to her feet, with the
color all dashed in an instant from her
beautiful face. Her eyes glazed—she tot
tered—I thought that she would faint.
Then with a grand effort she rallied from
the shock, and a supreme astonishment
and indignation chased every other expres
sion from her features.
“You—you insult me, Mr. Holmes.”
“Come, come, madam, it is useless. Give
up the letter.”
She darted to the bell.
"The butler shall show you out.”
“Do not ring, Lady Hilda. If yon do,
then all my earnest efforts to avoid a
scandal will he frustrated. Give up the
letter and all will bo set right. If you will
work with me I ran arrange everything.
If you work against me I must expose
you.”
She stood grandly defiant, a queenly fig
ure, her eyes fixed upon his as if she would
read his very soul. Her hand was on the
boll, but she had forborne to ring it.
“You are trying to frighten me. It is
not a very manly thing, Mr. Holmes, to
come here and browbeat a woman. You
say that you know something. What is
it that you know?”
“Pray sit down, madam. You will hurt
yourself there if you fall. I will not speak
until you sit down. Thank you.”
“I give you five minutes, Mr. Holmes.”
“One is enough, Lady Hilda. I know of
your visit to Eduardo Lucas, of your giv
ing him this document, of your Ingenious
return to the room last night, and of the
manner in which you took the letter from
the hiding place under the carx>et.”
She stared at him with an ashen face
and gulped twice before she could speak.
“You ate mad, Mr. Holmes—you are
mad!” she cried, at last.
Ho drew a small piece of cardboard from
his pocket. It was the face of a woman
cut out of a portrait.
“I have carried this because I thought
it might he useful,” said he. “The police*
man recognized it.”
She gave a gasp and her head dropped
back in the chair.
“Come, Lady Hilda. You have the let
ter. The matter may still bo adjusted. I
have no desire to bring trouble to you. My
duty ends when I have returned the lost
letter to your husband. Take my advice
and be frank with me. It is your only
chance.”
Her courage was admirable. Even now
she would not own defeat.
“I tell you again. Mr. Holmes, that you
are under some absurd illusion.”
Holmes rose from his chair.
"I am sorry for you. Lady Hilda. I have
done my best for you. I can see that it
Is all in vain.”
±ie rang tno oen. rne nuner entered.
“Is Mr. Trelawney Hope at home?”
"He will be home, sir, at a quarter to
one.”
Holmes glanced at his watch.
“Still a quarter of an hour," said he.
“Very good. I shall wait.”
The butler had hardly closed the door
behind him when Lady Hilda was down
on her knees at Holmes' feet, her hands
outstretched, her beautiful face upturned
and wet with her tears.
“Oh, spare me, Mr. Holmes! Spare me!”
she pleaded, in a frenzy of supplication.
For heaven’s sake, don’t tell him! I love
him so! I would not bring one shadow
on his life, and this I know would break
his noble heart.”
Holmes raised the lady. “I am thank
ful, madam, that you have come to your
senses even at this last moment! There
is not an instant to lose. Where is the
letter?”
She darted across to a writing desk,
unlocked it, and drew out a long blue
envelope.
“Here tt \n Mr. Holmes. Would to
heaven I had never seen it!”
“How can we return it?” Holmes mut
tered. “Quick, quick, we must think of
some way! Where is the despatch-box?”
“Still in his bedroom.”
“What a stroke of luck! Quick, madam,
bring it hero. ’
A moment later she hhd appeared with
a red Jiat box in her hand.
“How did you open it before? You have
a duplicate key? Yes, of course you have.
Open it!”
From out of her bosom Lady Hilda
had drawn a small key. The box flew
open. It was stuffed with papers. Holmes
thrust the blue envelope deep down into
the heart of them, between the leaves of
some other document. The box was shut,
locked, and returned to the bedroom.
“Now we are ready for hirn,’’ said
Holmes. “We have still ten minutes. 1
am going far to screen you, Lady Hilda.
In return you will spend the time in tell
ing me frankly the real meaning of this
extraordinary affair.”
“Mr. Holmes, I will tell you everything,”
cried the lady. “Oh, Mr. Holmes, I would
cut off my right hand before I gave him
a moment of sorrow! There Is no woman
in all London who loves her husband as
I do, and yet if he knew how I have acted
—how 1 have been compelled to act—he
would never forgive me. For his own
honor stands so high that lie could not
forget or pardon a lapse in another. Help
me, Mr. Holmes! My happiness, his happi
ness, our very lives are at stake!”
“Quick, madam, the time grows short!”
“It was a letter of mine, Mr. Holmes,
an indiscreet letter written before my
marriage—a foolish letter, a letter of an
impulsive, loving girl. I meant no harm,
and yet he would have thought it crimi
nal. Had he read that letter his confi
dence would have been forever destroyed.
It i3 years since I wrote it. I had thought
that the whole matter was forgotten.
Then at last I heard from this man,
Lucas, that it had passed into his hands,
and that he would lay it before my hus
band. I implored his mercy. He said that
he would return my letter if I would bring
him a certain document which he describ
ed in my husband's despatch-box. He had
some spy in the office who had told him
of its existence. He assured me that no
harm could come to my husband. Put
yourself in my position, Mr. Holmes!
What was I to do?”
“Take your husband into your confi
dence.”
"I could not, Mr. Holmes, I could not!
On the one side seemed certain ruin, on
the other, terrible as it seemed to take
my husband’s paper, still In a matter of
politics I could not understand the con
sequences, while in a matter of love and
trust they were only too clear to me.
I did it, Mr. Holmes! I took an impression
of his key. This man, Lucas, furnished
a duplicate. I opened his despatch-box,
took the paper, and conveyed it to Godol
phin street.”
“What happened there, madam?”
“I tapped at the door as agreed. Lucas
opened it. 1 followed him into his room,
leaving the hall door ajar behind me. for
! i feared to be alone with the man. 1 rc
! member that there was a woman outside
as 1 entered. Our business was soon done,
He had my letter on his desk, I handeci
him the document. He gave me the let
ter. At this instant there was a sound
at the door. There were steps in the pas
sage. Lucas quickly turned back the
drugget, thrust the document into sonic
| hiding place there, and covered it over.
“What happened after that is like some
fearful dream. I have a vision of a dark,
frantic face, of a woman’s voice, which
screamed In French, ‘My waiting Is not
in vain. At last, at last, I have found you
wfth her!’ There was a savage struggle.
I saw him with a chair in his hand, a
knife gleamed In hers. I rushed from the
j horrible scene, ran from the house, and
only next morning in the paper did I learn
the dreadful result. That night I was
I happy, for I had my letter, and I had
! r.ot seen yet what the future would bring,
“It was the next morning that I realized
that I had only exchanged one trouble for
another. My husband's anguish at the
loss of his paper went to my heart. I
could hardly prevent myself from there
and then kneeling down at his feet and
telling him what I had done. Hut that
; again would mean a confession of tho
past. I came to you that morning in
order to understand the full enormity of
my offence. From tlie instant that I
grasped it my whole mind was turned to
tho one thought of getting back my hus
band's paper. It must still be where
Lucas had placed It. for it was concealed
before this dreadful woman entered the
room. It it had not been for her com
ing, I should not have known where his
hiding place was. How was I to get into
the room? For two days I watched the
place, but the door was never left open.
Last night I made a last attempt. What
I did and how I succeeded, you have al
ready learned. I brought the paper back
with me, and thought of destroying it.
since I could sec no way of returning ’t
without confessing ray guilt to my hus
band. Heavens, 1 hear his step upon tho
stair!”
flic European secretary burst excitedly
into the room.
“Any news, Mr. Holmes, any news?” he
cried.
“J have some hopes.”
“Ah, thank heaven!” His face became
radiant. “The..prime minister is lunch
ing with me. May he share your hopes?
tie has nerves of steel, and yet I know
that he has hardly slept since this ter
rible event. Jacobs, will you ask the
prime minister to come up? As to you,
dear, I fear that this is a matter of poli
tics. We will join you in a few minutes
in the diningroom.”
The prime minister's manner was sub
dued, but I could see by the gleam of his
eyes and the twitchlngs of his bony hands
that he shared tho excitement of his
young colleague.
“I understand that you have something
to report, Mr. Holmes?”
“Purely negative as yet,” my friend an
swered. “I have inquired at every point
where it might be, and I am sure that
there is no danger to be apprehended.”
"But fr.at is not enough, Mr. Holmes.
We can not live forever on such a vol
cano. We must have somthing definite.”
"I am in hopes of getting it. That is
why 1 am here. The more I think of the
matter tho more convinced I am that tho
letter has never left this house.”
“Mr. Holmes!”
"If it had it would certainly have been
public by now.”
"But why should anyone take it in or
der to keep it in this house?”
"I am not convinced that anyone did
take it.”
"Then how could it leave the despatch
box?”
"I am not convinced that it ever did
leave tho despatch-box.”
"Mr. Holmes, this joking is very ill
timed. You have my assurance th?t It
left tho box.”
"Have you examined the box since Tues
day morning?”
"No. It was not necessary.”
You may conceivably have overlooked
It.”
“Impossible, I cay.”
“But I am not convinced of it. I have
known such things to happen. I presume
there are other papers there. Well, it
may have got mixed with them.”
“It was on the top.”
“Someone may have shaken the box and
displaced it.”
“No, no. T had everything out.”
“Surely it is easily decided, Hope,” said
the premier. “Let us have the despatch
box brought in.”
The secretary rang the boll.
“Jacobs, bring down my despatch-box.
This is a farcical waste of time, but still,
if nothing else will satisfy you, it shall
be done. Thank you, Jacobs, put It here.
I have always had the key on my watch
chain. Here are the papers, you see. Let
ter from Lord Morrow, report from Sir
Charles Hardy, memorandum from Bel
grade, note on the Russo-German grain
taxes, letter from Madrid, note from Lord
Flowers— Good heavens! "What is this?
J-ord Bellinger! Lord Bellinger!”
The premier snatched tlie blue envelope
from his hand.
“Yes, it is it—and the letter is intact,
i Hope, I congratulate you.”
“Thank you! Thank you! What a
weight from my heart. But this is in
conceivable-impossible. Mr. Ilolmes, you
are a wizard, a sorcerer! How did you
know it was there?”
“Because I knew ic was nowhere else.”
“I can not believe my eyos!” He ran
wildly to the door. “Where is my wife?
I must tell her that all is well. Hilda!
Hilda!” we heard his voice on the stairs.
The premier looked at Holmes with
twinkling eyes.
“Come sir,” said he. “There is more
in this than meets the eye. How eamo
the letter back in the box?”
Holmes turned away smiling from the
keen scrutiny of those wonderful eves.
“We also have our diplomatic secrets,”
said ho and. picking up his hat, lie turned
to the door.
THE END.
BOTH GENTLEMEN STAGGERED.
Obviously the Only Conclusion Which
the Speaker Could Draw.
Congressional Record: Mr. Baker— t am
staggered at the modesty of the Pennsyl
vania delegation.
Mr. Adams of Pennsylvania—That is
more than we are with the delegation
from New York.
Mr. Balter—Mr. Chairman, i repeat I
am staggered at the modesty of the Penn
sylvania delegation.
Mr. Adams of Pennsylvania—Mr. Chair
man, 1 repeat that we are not staggered
at the modesty of the New York delega
tion.
Mr. Baker—Mr. Chairman, I repeat that
I am staggered at the modesty of the del
egation nom Pennsylvania.
Mr. Adams of Pennsylvania—And I an
swer that we are somewhat staggered at
the individual modesty of the gentleman
from Brooklyn.
Mr. Baker—Ah! Now we understand it.
Why did you throw that slur over tlio
remaining members of the New York del
egation? .... In vHw of the whole
sale manner a few Hundred Pennsylvani
ans have taken the whole country 'ey the
throat for years, 1 am staggered.
Mr. Adams of Pennsylvania—stagger
ed—
The Chairman- Both gentlemen seem to
be staggering under the weight of their
appropriationj in this bill (Great laugh
ter.) _
Above the Shams.
Pittsburg Dispatch: The man of grand
impulses sheds a lustre on ail around him.
When a woman says she is of little con
sequence she does not expect she will be
taken at her word.
a man usually estimates his value ac
cording to a scale of his own making.
Men speak of women’s \ unity as some
thing which is part of every woman’s
make-up.
The kiss of love lingers long in the mem
ory of a woman.
When a man undertakes to prove his
importance he is inclined to overstep the
mark.
Livery woman feels she knows jj.it how
far to go in the irmteer of us&Uling naturo
with her face and .igui*.
Many commanding m**a .*re easily con
trolled by those who r.cc.n to be other than
comma'.dmg.
Bird Criminate.
From Country Life.
A subject which has exercised me -this
summer has been aA to what bird It idiphtU
a bill seemingly smaller than a j£y'®
which plunders others' nests, breaking and!
sucking the eggs.
fn one small piece of hedge I found one
blackblrd'3 and two thrushes' nekf£ all|
treated In the^ame way, the three«RO'Win®
among them the wreckage of eleven eggst
all similarly pierced and emptied. Thai
missel thrush has been suspected of the of
fense and In this case I should suppose it
to be the missel thrush If It were not that
a pair of batcher birds nested in tlffe Shiner
hedge.
It Is perhaps unjust to suspect the butch
er bird on no better evidence thy^i its mer®
proxtmfty to the scene of the crane and It
may bo questioned if the shrike woylet carer
to rltle the nest of either a blackbird br a.
thrush. A suggestion which I have not
seen made and which I throw out ohjy a»
a possibility Is that the culprit is no burg
lar but neither mere than less than one of
the parent birds themselves.
CURED OF GRAVEL.
Not a Single Stone Ha* Formed
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and had the other,
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have a box containing 14 gravel stones'
that I passed, but that is not on£,-(|uar-1
tor of the whole number. I 'consider
Doan’s Kiduey Pills a tine kidney,
tonic.”
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A Boy's Epigram.
Mrs. Russell Sage taught school In her
youth in Philadelphia, and a Philadelphia
woman who was once her pupil* said th®
other day:
“I remember Miss Slocum, as she was
then called—a very Intelligent, cheerful, in
dustrious young lady, and a great favorit®
with all of us.
“She had a way of hammering home an
idea with an apt anecdote that* we girls
enjoyed hugely.
“One day, in impressing on us the im
portance of perserverence, she said'that
she knew a little boy who was a remark
ably line skater.
“She watched the youngster, one. winter
afternoon, do the front and bac£ roll, th®
grapevine, the glide and other fe.ats' of
tremendous difficulty, and flntffiy, over
come with enthusiasm, she patted him on
the back and said:
“ ‘How on earth, at your age, did you
learn to skate so magnificently?’
“ ‘By getting up every time I.fell down/
was the boy's simple answer.”
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A Desperate Girl.
With a gesture of despair she laid down
her ice cream soda spoon.
T have decided,’’ she said, in a. hol
low voice, “to renounce this vain , and
frivolous life forever. I am going out as a
missionary to Equatorial Africa.”
"What has led you to this desperate re
solve?”
“Papa won’t give me an automobile for
| my birthday.”
TERRIBLE SCALP HUMOR.
Badly Affected with Sores and Crust*
—Extended Down Behind the Ears
—Another Cure by Cuticura.
| “About ten years ago my scalp be
came badly affected with sore and itch
ing humors, crusts, etc., and extended
down behind the ears. ily hair came
out in places, also. I was greatly
troubled; understood it was eczema.
Tiled \ ericas remedies so called, with
, out effect. Saw your Cuticura adver
| tlsement, and got the Cuticura Rem
edies at once. Applied them as to di
rections, etc., and after two weeks, I
think, of use, was clear as a whittle.
I have to state also that late last fall,
October and November, 1904, I was
suddenly afflicted with a bad eruption,
painful and itching pustules over the
lower part of the body. I suffered
dreadfully. In two months, under tha
skillful treatment of my doctor, con
joined with Cuticura Soap and Cuti
cura Ointment, I found myself cured.
H. XI. P. Weiss, Itosemond; Christian
Co., 111., Aug. 31, 1905.”
Narrow Escape.
Ethel—“I was out driving this after
noon and the horse tried to run away with
me. Did you ever have an experience of
that kind?”
Rlabei—“Well, I had a donkey try It
once, lie wanted me to elope.’'
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Mouse Kills a Cat.
I It is not often that a mouse kills a
cat. Such a death, however, was meted
out Iasi month to a line black'cat in a
Cape May hotel.
The cat caught the mouse and be
gan, as eats Will, to play with it to
tease it. For some ten minutes this
went on.
And then, all of a sudden, the cat
found herself struggling for her life
In mouthing the mouse, without desir
ing to hurt it, she had inadveftantlv
half swallowed It. There It was, stuck
in her throat, choking her to death
For three or four minutes the cat
choked and gasped. Then it feu over
dead. And the mouse, oddly enough
uas disgorged at the moment the cat
died. The mouse was ali.ve it iav
on the lloor a moment, resting, then it
stole away, after one triumphant'look
‘ll'ad killed^ b°dy U£ U‘e Cat H