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When we commenced with the Cutlcura Remedies her feet and limbs were covered with running sores. In about six weeks we had her completely well, aud there has been no recurrence of the trouble. "In July of this year a little boy In our family poisoned his hands aud anus with poison oak. and In twenty four hours his hands and arms were a mass of torturing sores. We used only the Cutlcura Remedies, washing his hands and arms with the Cutlcura Soap, and anointing them with the Cutlcura Ointment, and then gave him the Cutlcura Resolvent. In about three weeks his hands and arms healed up. So we have lots of cause for feeling grateful for the Cuticura Remedies. We Mud that the Cutlcura Remedies are a valuable household standby, living as we do twelve miles from a doctor, Mrs. Lizzie Vincent Thomas, Fairmont, Wal ■ den's Ridge, Tenn., OcL 13, 11X13 ■ The Holladay^Case\ BY BURTON E. STEVENSON. * ——**—11111 *■‘ '"py<rhl 1S03, by Henry Holt & Co. S •iiMfini ^tiifTnnun nn-T-itn nrflrii ■aftimnii stasa [.rJiniMitrtiuitimitilM lOirnHat^ "That will rlo.” said our Junior, and sank back in his chair with a sigh of relief. The solution had been under our hands in the morning, and we had missed it! Well, we had found it now. "Gentlemen," he added, his voice o-ring, Ills face alight, ns he sprang to his feet and faced the Jury. “I’m ready for your verdict. I wish only to point out that with this one point, the whole case against my client falls to the ground! it was preposterous from the very first!” He sat down again, and glanced at the coroner. "Gentlemen of the jury,” began Gold berg, "I have merely to remind you that your verdict, whatever It may be, wll not finally affect this case. The police authorities will continue their in vestigations in order that the guilty person may not escape. I conceive that it is not within our province to probe this case further—that may be left to abler and more experienced hands; nor do I think we should inculpate anyone so long as there is reasonable doubt cf his guilt. We await your verdict." The Jury filed slowing out, and I wached them anxiously. In face of the coroner’s Instructions, they could bring in but one verdict; yet, I knew from experience, that a jury is ever an unknown quantity, often producing the most unexpected results. The district attorney came down from his seat and shook hands with both of us. “That was a great stroke!" he said, with frank admiration. "Whatever made you suspect?” Mr, Royee handed him the note for answer. He read it through and stared back ut us in astonishment. “Why," he began, "who wrote this?” "That’s the note that was delivered lu US u Willie ugu, unsvv ei cu mi. Royce. "You know as much about it as we do. But it seems to me a pretty important piece of evidence. I turn it over to you." "Important!” cried Singleton. "I should say so! YVhy, gentlemen,” and his eyes were gleaming, “this was writ ten either by an accomplice or by the woman herself!” My chief nodded. "Precisely," he said. "I’d get on the track of the writer without delay." Singleton turned and whispered a few words to a clerk, who hurried from the room. Then he motioned to two smooth faced, well built men who sat near by, spoke a word to the coroner, and re tired with them into the latter's pri vate office. The reporters crowded about us with congratulations and questions. They scented a mystery. What was the matter with Singleton? What was the new piece of evidence? Wat, it the note? What was in the note? Mr. Royce smiled. ‘ Gentlemen," he said, "I trust that my connection with this affair will end in a very few minutes. For any fur ther !nformation, I must refer you to the dLstrlcPattorney—the case is in his hands." But those men he had summoned into his office were Karle and Johnson, the cleverest detectives on the force. What did he want with them? Mr. Rojce merely shrugged his shoulders. Where at the reporters deserted him and massed themselves before the door into the coroner’s room. It opened in a moment, and the two detectives came hurrying out. They looked neither to the right nor left, but shouldered their way cruelly through the crowd, paying not the slightest attention to the ques tions showered upon them. Then the district attorney came out, and took in the siutation at a glance. “Gentlemen," he said, raising his voice, "I can answer no questions. I must request you to resume your seats, or I shall ask the coroner to clear the room.” They knew that he meant what he said, so they went back to their chairs chagrined, disgusted, biting their nails, striving vainly to work out a solution to the puzzle. It was the coroner’s clerk who created a diversion. "The Jury is ready to report, sir," he announced. "Very well; bring them out," and the Jurymen filed slowly back to their seats. I gazed at each face and cursed the inexpresslveness of the human coun tenance. “Have you arrived at a verdict, gen tlemen?" asked the coroner. "We have, sir," answered one of them and he handed a paper to the clerk. "Is this your verdict, gentlemen?” asked the coroner. “Do you all concur in it?” They answered in the affirmative as their names were called. "The clerk will read the verdict,” siuu uuiuutfrg. Julius stood up and cleared his throat. "We, the Jury," he read, "impanelled In the case of Hiram W. Holladay, de ceased, do find that he came to his death from a stab wound in the neck, inflicted by a pen knife in the hands of a person or persons unknown." CHAPTER V. I dine with a fascinating stranger. The coroner dismissed the Jury, and came down and shook hands with us. "I’m going to reward you for your clever work, Mr. Royce," he said. "Will you take the good news to Miss Holla day?" 1 My chief could not repress the swift flush of pleasure which reddened his cheeks, but ho managed to speak un concernedly. "Why, yes: certainly. I’ll be glad to, if you wish it,” he said. "I do wish it," Goldberg assured him, with a tact and penetration I thought admirable. "You may dismiss the po liceman who is with her." Our junior looked inquiringly at the district attorney. "Before 1 go," he said, "may I ask what you intend doing, sir?” "I intend finding the writer of that note," answered Singleton, smiling. • But about Miss Holladay?" Singleton tapped his lips thoughtfully with his pencil. "Before I answer,” he said at last, "I would like to go with you and ask her one quetslon." "Very well," assented Mr. Royce in stantly. and led the way to the room where Miss Holladay awaited us. She rose with Hushing face as we en tered. and stood looking at us without I speaking; but despite her admirable composure, I could guess how she was I racked with anxiety, j "Miss Holladay." began my chief, j "this is Mr. Singleton, the district at torney, who wishes to ask you a few questions.” "One question only,” corrected SinglC ; ton, bowing. "Were you at your fa j ther's office yesterday afternoon. Miss j Holladay?" : "No, sir.” she answered, instantly and emphatically. "I have not been near my father's office for more than a i week." j I saw him studying her for a moment, ' then he bowed again. I ‘ That is all,” he said. "I don't think | the evidence justifies me holding her. ( Mr. Royce.” and he left the room. I followed him, for I knew that I had no further part in our junior’s errand. I went back to our table and busied myself gathering together our belong ings. The room had gradually cleared, and at the end of ten minutes only the coroner and his clerk remained. They had another case, it seemed, to open in the morning—another case which, per haps involved just as great heartache and anguish as ours had. Five minutes later, my chief came hurrying back to me, and a glance at his beaming eyes told me how he had been welcomed. “Miss Holladay has started home with her maid,” he said. "She asked me to thank you for her for the great work you did this afternoon, Lester. 1 told her It was really you who had done everything. Yes. It was!” he add ed, answering my gesture of denial. "While I was groping helplessly around in the dark, you found the way to light. But come; we must get back to the office.” We found a cab at the curb, and in a moment were rolling back over the route we had traversed that morning— ages ago, as it seemed to me! It was only a few minutes after 3 o'clock; and I reflected that I should yet have time to complete the papers in the Hurd case before leaving for the night. Mr. Graham was still at his desk, and he at once demanded an account of the hearing. I went back to my work, and so caught only a word here and there— enough, however, to show me that our senior was deeply interested in this ex traordinary affair. As for me, I put ail thought of it resolutely from me, and It was done at last, and I locked my desk with a sigh of relief. Mr. Graham nodded to me kindly as I passed out, and I left the office with the comfort able feeling that I had done a good day's work for myself, as well as for iny employers. A man who had apparently been loit ering in the hall followed me into the elevator. "This Is Mr. Lester. Isn't it?" he asked as the car started to descend. "Yes," I said looking at him in sur prise. He was well dressed, with alert eyes and strong, pleasing face. I had never seen him before. "And you're going to dinner, aren't you, Mr. Lester?’’ he continued. "Yes—to dinner,” I assented, more and more surprised. "Now, don't you think me impertin ent," he said, smiling at my look of amazement, "but I want you to dine with me this evening. I can promise you as good a meal as you can get at most places in New York.” "But I'm not dressed," I protested. "That doesn't matter in the least— neither am I, you see. We will dine In a solitude a deux.” "Where?" I questioned. “Well how would the studio suit?" The car had reached the ground floor, and we left it together. I was com pletely in the dark as to my compan ion’s purpose, and yet it could have but one explanation—it must be con nected in some way with the Holladay i-iise. Unless—and 1 glanced at him again. No, certainly, lie was not a con fidence man—even if he was, I would rather welcome the adventure. My curiosity won the battle. “Very well," I said. "I'll be glad to accept your invitation, Mr.-” He nodded approvingly. "There spoke the man of sense. Well, you shall not go unrewarded. Godfrey is my name—no, you don’t know me, but I’ll soon explain myself. Here's my cab.” I mounted into it, he after me. It seemed to me that there was an un usual number of loiterers about the door of the building, but we were off in a moment, and I did not give them a second thought. We rattled out into Broadway, and turned northward for the three mile straightaway run to Union Square. I noticed in a moment that we were going at a rate of speed rather exceptional for a cab and it steadily increased as the driver found a clear road before him. My companion threw up the trap in the roof of the cab as we swung around into Thir teenth street. "All right, Sam?” he called. The driver grinned down at us through the hole. "All right, sir,” he answered. "They couldn't stand the pace a little bit. They're distanced." The trap snapped down again, we turned Into Sixth avenue, and stopped in a moment before the Studio—gray and forbidding without, but a den with in. My companion led the way up stairs to a private room, where a table stood ready for us. The oysters ap peared before we were fairly seated. "You see," he smiled, "I made bold to believe that you’d come with me, and so had the dinner already ordered." I looked at him without replying. I was completely In the dark. Could this be the writer of the mysterious note? But what could his object be? Above all, why should he so expose himself? he smiled again, as he caught my glance. "Of course, you’re puzzled," he said. “Well, I'll make a clean breast of the matter at once. I wanted to talk with you about this Holladay case, and I de cided that a dinner at the Studio would be just the ticket." I nodded. The soup was a thing to marvel at. "Y’ou were right," I assented. "The idea was a stroke of genius." "I knew you would think so. You see. since this morning, I've been making rather a study of you. That coup of yours at the coroner's court this after noon was admirable—one of the best things I ever saw.” I bowed my acknowledgements "You were there, then?" I asked. "Oh, yes; I couldn't afford to miss it." “The color blind theory was a simple one.” "So simple that It never occurred to anyone else. I think we're too apt to overlook the simple explanations which are. after all, nearly always the true ones, It’s only in books that we meet the reverse. You remember it's Gaboriau who advises one always to distrust the probable?" "Yes. I don’t agree with him.” “Nor I. Now take this case, for in stance. I think it's safe to state that murder, where it's not the result of sudden passion. Is always committed for one of two objects—revenge or gain. But Mr. Holladay's past life has been pretty thoroughly probed by the re porters, and nothing has been found to Indicate that he had ever made a dead ly enemy, at least among the class of people who resort to murder—so that does away with revenge. On the other hand, no one will gain by his death— many will lose by it—In fact, the whole circle of his associates will lose by it. It might seem at first glance, that hts daughter would gain; but I think she loses most of all. She already bad all the money she could possibly need; and she's lost her father, whom, it's quite certain, she loved dearly. So what remains?” "Only one thing,” I said, deeply in terested In this exposition. "Sudden passion." He nodded exultantly. “That's It. Now, who was the wom an? From the first I was certain It could not be his daughter—the very thought was preposterous. It seems almost equally absurd, however, to suppose that Holladay could be mixed up with any other woman. He cer tainly has not been for the last quar ter of a century—but before that— well It’s not so certain. And there's one striking point which seems to in dicate his guilt.” "yes—you mean, of course, her re semblance to his daughter.” "Precisely. Such a resemblance must exist—a resembrance unusual, even striking—or it would not for a mo ment have deceived Rogers. We must remember, however, that Rogers’ office was not briliantly lighted, and that he merely glanced at her. Still, whatever minor differences there may have been, she had the air, the general appearance, the look of Miss Holladay. Mere facial resemblance may happen in a hundred ways, by chance; but the air, the look, the 'altogether' is very different—it in dicates a blood relationship. My theory is that she is an illegitimate child, per haps four or five years older than Miss Holladay. I paused to consider. The theory was reasonable, and yet it had its faults. "Now. let’s see where this leads us,” he continued. "Let us assume that . Holladay has been providing for this illegitimate daughter for years. At id-oi, iui ouinc icaaun, uc in liiuuixu iu withdraw his support; or, perhaps, the girl thinks her allowance insufficient. At any rate after, let us suppose, in effectual appeals by letter, she does the desperate thing of calling at his office to protest in person. She finds him inexorable—we know his reputa tion for obstinacy when he had once made up his mind. She reproaches him —she is already desperate, remember— and he answers with that stinging sar casm for which he was noted. In an ecstacy of anger, she snatches up the knife and stabs him; then, in an agony of remorse, endeavors to check the blood. She sees at last that it is use less, that she cannot save him, and leaves the office. All this is plausible, Isn't it?” "Very plausible,” I assented, looking at him in some astonishment. “You forget one thing, however. Rogers tes tified that he was intimately ac quainted with the affairs of his em ployer, and that he would Inevitably have known of any intrigue such aa you suggest.” My companion paused for a mo ment's thought. “I don't believe Rogers would so in evitably have known of it,” he said, at last. "But, admit that—then there is another theory. Ilolladay has not been supporting his illegitimate child, who learns of her parentage, and goes to hint to demand her rights. This fits the case, doesn’t it?” "Yes,” I admitted. "It also is plaus ible.” "It is more than plausible,” he said quietly. "Whatever the details may be, . the body of the theory itself is unim peachable—it’s the only one which fits the facts. I believe it capable of proof. Don’t you see how the note helps prove it”” "The note?” I started at the word, and my sus picions sprang into life again. I looked at him quickly, but his eyes were on the cloth, and he was rolling up In numerable little pellets of bread. "That note," he added, “proved two things. One was that the writer was deeply Interested in Miss Holladay’s welfare; the other was that he or she knew Rogers, the clerk, intimately— more than intimately—almost as well as a physician knows an old patient.” “I admit the first.” I said. “You’ll have to explain the second.” “The second is self-evident. How did the writer of the note know of Rogers’ infirmity?” lfHis infirmity?” “Certainly—his color-blindness. I con fess, I’m puzzled. How could anyone else know it when Rogers himself didn’t know it? That's what I should like to have explained. Perhaps there's only one man or woman In the world who could know—well, that’s the one who wrote the note. Now, who is It?” “But, I began quickly, then stopped; should I set him right? Or was this a trap Jie had prepared for me?” His eyes were not on the cloth now, but on me. There was a light in them I did not quite understand. I felt that I must be sure of my ground before I went forward. “It should be very easy to trace the writer of the note,” I said. "The police have not found It so.” "No?” "No. It was given to the doorkeep er by a boy—just an ordinary boy of from 12 to 14 years—the man didn’t no tice him especially. He said there was no answer and went away. How are the police to find that boy? Suppose they do find him? Probably all he could tell them would K.x fhat n mnn stnnnAci him nt 111 a r»nr ner and gave him a quarter to take the note to the coroner's office. "He might give a description of the man." I ventured. Continued Next Week. Mixed on His Dates. Some day some poet of sufficient cal iber of greatness will write the epic of the 'one-night stand." Meanwhile that poem is recited by all great hearts who have to travel that route in order to fill in between the longer dates. Yet if a thing has its hardships, it has, too, its humorous side, although it comes only too rarely to the surface. During Miss Shannon’s co-starring with Herbert Kelcey in "Sherlock Holmes," they made a tour of the Pa cific coast, playing great number of one-night stands with flattering finan cial return, though with considerable wear and tear upon their nerves. So many places were visited that even those members of the company who had retentive memories become confused as to the precise city in which they were playing. Mr. Kelcey, who was scoring a great success in the part made famous by Mr. Gillette, was one of the most for getful, and after a time became quite befuddled, though he tried his best to figure it out. One night he was called upon to make a speech at tlies conclus ion of the third act. He came forward full of confidence, and he made his speech, a grateful little speech. He al luded to the cordial reception which he had Just received, and he expressed the pleasure which he always experienced . in visiting Fresno. Nay, more, lie paid I a glowing tribute to the city of Fresno. | to the enterprise of the citizens of : Fresno, the charm of the buildings of I Fresno, the greatness of the resources of Fresno, etc. To his amazement his speech was re ceived in utter silence. When the cur tain went down, he turned to Miss Shannon, who was trying to control her laughter. "Why, what’s the matter?’’ he said. i "Oh. nothing," she replied, ’’except : that this is Sacramento.” Some people are so stubborn and so contrary, that you can only convince them they are wrong by agreeing with them The Grapes of Greece. The small grape grown In Greece, and known commercially as the Zantes cur rant, appears to be a great standby. It is produced lri large quantities, and the world's markets are not always ready to absorb them entirely, but the nimble minded Greek does not let them go to waste. He turns them into such products as sugar of raisins, and into pulp foods (marmalades and Jams.) for the markets of northern Europe. They are also made into a fodder by combining them with starchy matter and are highly esteemed for stock feeding. Some day our own growers, instead of worrying about the market for their raisins, will turn their attention to the other uses to which their products may be put, and they will find' that the demand for them will be practio, ally illimitable. An. Winslows Boonmre stbop ror Chtldrsa toothing; softens tht sums, radacos inflammation at' lays pain, cures wind colic. 26 cent' a bottla The number of arrests in New York; city for violation of laws of the road! and speed ordinances, have been in creased BO per cent, in the last three months. Interest In a monument to Elihu Burritt has been revived at New Britain, Conn., the ‘‘learned black smith's'’ native place. Garfield Tea, the herb laxative, is mild I and potent; take it to regulate a sluggish! liver and to overcome constipation. Brains may count for a good deal In the financial world, but for the woman or girl they are not a circumstance to beauty. Even the tiniest children who do not know their A B Cs, and who may never be able to comprehend the simplest rules of grammar or fractions, provided they have dainty, well-shaped1 hands, beautiful eyes, and a luxury of soft curls can earn ten times as much as the plain woman whose brain is a lightning calculator for adding columns of figures and straightening out the in tricate tangles of mixed accounts. Della Carson, the winner of the Chi cago Tribune beauty contest has been, working away as a Wabash avenue stenographer for $12 a week, little dreaming that her beauty could bring her ten times that amount, until the decision of the judges lifted her at once into the limelight and luxury. To day large advertisers are paying hun dreds of dollars for the privilege of using her picture or her name as an Indorsement of a patent medicine or a complexion cream. Della's fame as a beauty did not come to her until after she had grown up, but many little posers whom pho tographers have brought into promi nence are earning as much as $5 an hour and are yet mere babies. There is such a demand for child photographs and illustrations that one New York photographer has started a school In which he teaches children to pose. Tho most rigid rules are required of the lit tle atttendants as to food and exercise. Their diet is as limited as that of an ithlete in training and they are allowed to enjoy but few of the pleasures ac corded to childhood. The little mod els are taught first of all to be natural, which is probably the hardest of all les sons to acquire, for even a mere baby els soon as she knows that she is being idmired will take on little affectations that detract from the simplicity that ’t makes the child's picture so much, sought after. The school Is to teach them propen exercises, how to overcome shyness that keeps many a little beauty from being a successful model and to be come accustomed to sitting for hours at a time in one position. MOKE BOXES OF GOLD And Many Greenbacks. S25 boxes of Gold and Greenbacks will be sent to persons who write the most interesting and truthful letters of ^ experience on the following topics: 1. How have you been affected byi coffee drinking and by changing front, coffee to Postum? 2. Give name and account of one or more coffee drinkers who have been, hurt by it and have been induced to, quit and use Postum. 3. Do you know any one who has, been driven away from Postum be cause it came to the table weak and characterless at the first trial? 4. Did you set such a person right regarding the easy way to make It clear, black, and with a snappy, rich taste? o. Have you ever found a better way to make it than to use four heaping teaspoonfuls to the pint of water, let stand on stove until real boiling begins, and beginning at that time when actual boiling starts, boil full 15 minutes more to extract the flavor and food value. (A piece of butter the'size of a pea will prevent boiling over.) This con test is confined to those who have used, Postum prior to the date of this adver tisement. Be honest and truthful, don't write poetry or fanciful letters, just plain, truthful statements. Contest will close June 1st, 1907, and no letters received after that date will be admitted. Examinations of letters a will be made by three judges, not mem bers of 1he Postum Cereal Co., Ltd. Their decisions will be fair and final, and a neat little box containing a $10 gold piece sent to each of the five writ ers of the most interesting letters, a box containing a $5 gold piece to each of the 20 next best, a $2 greenback to each of the 100 next best, and a $1 greenback to each of the 200 next best, making cash prizes distributed to 325 persons. Every friend of Postum is urged to write and each letter will be held In high esteem by the company, as an evi dence of such friendship, while the little boxes of gold and envelopes of money will reach many modest writers whose plain and sensible letters contain the facts desired, although the sender may have but small faith In winning at the time of writing. Talk this subject over with your friends and see how many among you can win prizes. It is a good, honest competition and in the best kind of a cause, and costs the competitors abso lutely nothing. Address your letter to the Postum Cereal Co.. 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