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He says the best he can about people.” “That's true, but Gnuggs’*best is nothing more than a knock.” IS EPILEPSY CONQUERED? New Jersey Physician Said to Have Many Cure* to His Credit. Red Bank, N. J. (Special).—Advices ' from every direction fully confirm pre vious reports that the remarkable treatment for epilepsy being adminls- j tered by the consulting physician of , the Kline Laboratories, of this city, is achieving wonderful results. Old and ! stubborn cases have been greatly bene- , fited and many patients claim to have i been entirely cured. Persons suffering from epilepsy \ should write at once to Kline Labora tories, Branch 48, Red Bank, N. J„ for ! a supply of the remedy, which Is be- ; ing distributed gratuitously.—Adv. 1 -—- 1 New Anesthetic. A new anesthetic is being used in j the treatment of wounded in the pres ent war. It is understood to be re- ! lated to amalgefsine, a preparation dis covered, as this, too, has been, by M. Paulin, a distinguished French chemist and a pupil of Pasteur. Its action Is not local; It operates upon the nerve centers of the body, and produces a state of obliviousness to pain which may last for several hours. It Is claimed that by an injection of this fluid into his system the wounded sol dier may be rendered unconscious suf ficiently long to cover the period of his removal to the station, where the first serious treatment of his injuries may be seen to. — ” - . .. One of the Earnest Advisers. "You ought to be ashamed to take no interest in work,” said the woman with the severe expression. “I want some wood chopped.” 1 "Lady,” replied Plodding Pete, ”1 do take an interest in work. I’m one of de champeen lecturers on do econom ic conditions an’ de failure to bring de workman an' de job together.” “What good'll that do me?” “Lady, you jes’ wait an' listen to de lecture I’m goin' to give your hus band fur not choppin’ dat wood.” Natural Methods. “How did you get the lightning ef fect?” “By means of a flashlight.” iiu** And Will Never Forget the Experience. The coffee drinker who has suffered and then been completely relieved by changing from coffee to Postum knows something valuable. There's no doubt about it. "I learned the truth about coffee in a peculiar way.” says a California wom an. ”My husband who has, for years, been of a bilious temperament decided to leave off coffee and give Postum a trial, and as#I did not want the trouble Df making two beverages for meals I concluded to try Postum, too. 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The cost per cup of both kinds is about the same. “There’s a Reason” for Postum. —acid by Grocera CHAPTER XXVI. THE FATE OF M. PIGOT. Whatever may have been Grady’s de fects of insight and imagination, he was energetic enough when thoroughly aroused. Almost before the echo of that slamming door had died away, he was beside the sergeant's desk. “Get out the reserves,” he ordered, “and have ttie other wagon around. ’Phone headquarters to rush every man available up to the Day and Night bank, and say it’s from me!” He stood chewing his cigar savagely as the sergeant hastened to obey. In a moment, the reserves came tumbling out, struggling into their coats; there was a clatter of hoofs in the street as the wagon dashed up; the reserves piled into it, permitting me to crowd In beside them, Grady Jumped to tho seat beside the driver, and we were off at a gallop, our gong waking the echoes of the silent street. I clung to the hand rail ns the wag on swayed back and forth or bound ed into the air as it struck the car tracks, and stared out into the night. Btruggling to understand. Could God frey be light? But of course he was right. Some Intuition told me that, and ret how had Crochard managed to sub stitute himself foij the French detec :!ve? Where was Pigot? Was ho lying somewhere in a crumpled heap, with i tiny wound upon ills hand? But that :ould not be—Grady and Slrnmonds lad been with him all the evening. And sould that aged Frenchman with the white, line, wrinkled skin be also the ironzed and virile personage whom I iad known as Felix Armand? My •eason reeled before tho seeming im possibility of It—and yet. somehow, I tnew that Godfrey was right. The wagon came to a stop so sud ienly that I was thrown violently igainst the man next to mo, and the •eserves, leaping out, swept me before hem. We were in front of the Day ind Night bank, and at a word from Jrady the men spread into a close :ordon before the building. Another police wagon stood at tho :urb, with the driver still on the seat, >ut os Grady started toward it, a flg lre appeared at the door of the bank md shouted to us—shouted in inartlc llate words which I could not under itand. But Grady seemed to under itand them, and went up the steps wo at a time, with an agility sur mising in so large a man and which ' was hard put to it to match. A lit le group stood at one side of the vestl >ule looking down at some one ex ended on a cushioned seat. And an nstant later I saw that it was Slm nonds, lying on his back, his eyes open md staring apparently at the ceiling. But at the second glance I saw that he eyes were sightless. Grady elbowed his way savagely hrough the group. "Where’s Kelly?” he demanded. At the words, a white faced man in jniform arose from a chair into which ae had plainly dropped exhausted. “Oh, there you are," and Grady flowered at him ferociously. “Now tell me what happened—and tell it lulck.” “Why, sir,” stammered Kelly, "there wasn’t anything happened. Only when we stopped out there at the curb and 1 got down and opened the door, here wasn’t nobody in the wagon but Vlr. Slinmonds. I spoke to him and he lldn’t answer—and then I touched llm and ho kind of fell over—and then ! rushed in here and phoned the sta tion, but they said you’d already itarted for the bank and then we went jut and brought him in here—and that’s all I know, sir.” “You didn’t hear anything—no sound )f a struggle?” “Not a sound, sir; not a single lound.” :ho other man got out?" "No, sir.” "Mr. Simmonds had a little valise with him—did you notice it?" "Yes, sir, and I looked for it in the wagon, but it ain't there." Grady turned away with a curse as lour or live men ran in from the street —the men from headquarters, I told nyself. I could hear him talking to hem in sharp, low tones, and then hey departed as suddenly as they had -ome. The reserves also hurried away, ind I concluded that Grady was try ng to throw a net about the terrl :ory in which the fugitive was prob ibly concealed; but my interest in that maneuver was overshadowed, for the time being by my anxiety for Sim monds. I picked up his right hand and looked at it; then I drew a deep breath of relief, for it was uninjured. "Has any one sent for a doctor?” I isked. "Yes, sir," one of the bank attaches answered. “We telephoned for one at ance—here he is now." he added as t little black bearded man entered, Harrying the inevitably-identifying medicine case. The newcomer glanced at the body, waved us buck, fell on one knee, stripped away the dothing from the breast and applied his ear to the heart. Then he looked into the staring eyes, drew down the lids, watched them snap up again, and then hastily opened his Hase. "Let’s have some water,” he said. "Then he's not dead?” I questioned, as one of the clerks sprang to obey. "Dead? No, but he's had a taste or whiff of something that has stopped the heart action." With a queer, creepy feeling over my scalp, I remembered the little fiask half full of blood-red liquid which Urochard carried in his pocket. But he had not meant murder this time. I remembered that Godfrey had said he never killed an adversary. The doctor worked briskly away, and at the end of a few minutes ffcnmonds' »yes suddenly closed, he drew a long breath, and sat erect. Then his eyes Bpencd and he sat swaying unsteadily md staring amazedly about him. "Best lie down again," said the doctor loothingly. "Yop're a little wobbly yet. i'ou know." "Where am I?" gasped Simmonds. rhen his eyes encountered mine. 'Lester!" he said. “Where is he—Pigot? Mot ...” He stopped short, looked once around it the gleaming marble of the bank, fumbled for something at his side, and fell senseless on the seat. I have no recollection of how I got Back to the Marathon. I suppose I must lave walked; but my first remembrance Is of finding inyseif sitting in my favorite chair, pipe in hand. The pipe was lit, so I suppose I must have lighted It mechanically, and I found that I had also mechanically changed Into lounging coat. I glanced at my watch and saw that it was nearly 4 o’clock. The top of my head was burning as 21 j though with fever, and I went into the bathroom and turned the cold water on it. The shock did me a world of good, and by the time I had finished a vigorous toweling 1 felt immensely bet ter. So I returned to my chair and sat down to review the events of the eve ning; but I found that somehow my brain refused to work, and black circles began to whirl before my eyes again. "I told Godfrey I couldn’t stand any more of this,” I muttered, and stumbled into my bedroom, undressed with dif ficulty, and turned out the light. Then, as I lay there, staring up into the darkness, a stinging though brought me upright. Godfrey—where was Godfrey? Was he on the track or Crochard? Was he daring a contest with him? Perhaps, even at this moment. Scarcely knowing what I did. I groped my way to the telephone and asked for Godfrey’s number—hoping againt hope absurdly—and at last, to my intense surprise and relief, X heard his voice—not a very amiable voice. "Hello!” he said. "Godfrey,” I began, "it's Lester. He got away.” "Of course he got away. You didn’t call mo out of bed to tell me that, I hope?” "Then you knew about It?” "I knew he’d get away.” “When the wagon got to the bank there was nobody inside but Simmonds. Simmonds went along, you know.” "Was he hurt?” "He was unconscious, but he came around all right.” "That’s good—but Crochard wouldn’t hurt him. He got away with the jewels, of course?” "Of course,” I assented, surprised that Godfrey should take it so cooly. "When you rushed out that way," I added, ”1 thought maybe you were going after him.” "With him 20 minutes in the lead? I'm no such fool! He got away from me the other day with a start of about half a second.” ”1 tried to get you,” I explained, "as soon as Simmonds told me they were going to look at the cabinet. I ’phoned the office. The city editor said he had sent you out into Westchester.” Godfrey laughed shortly. "It was a wild goose chase,” he said, "cooked up by our friend Crochard. But even then, I’d have got back, if we hadn’t punctured a tire when we were five miles front anywhere. I knew what was up—but there I was. Oh, he’s made fools of us all, Lester. I told you he would.” “Then you didn’t get my message?” "Yes—they gave it to mo when I 'phoned in that the Westchester, busi ness was a fake. I rushed for trie sta tion, though I knew I’d be too late.” "But, Godfrey," I said, “I can’t un derstand, even yet, how he did it. Grady and Simmonds left the boat with Pigot and were with him all evening, showing him the sights. How did Cro chard get into it? What did he do with Pigot? Where is Pigot? “He's on the Savoie. I rushed a wire less down to her as soon as I left the station. They made a search and found Pigot bound and gagged under the berth in his stateroom.” I could only gasp. "And to think I didn't suspect!" ad ded Godfrey, bitterly. "We stood there and saw that yacht with the French flag walk away from us; we saw her put a man aboard the Savoie; we saw that man talking to Pigot . . .” “Yes,” I said, breathlessly; “yes.” “Well, that man was Crochard. He got Pigot into his stateroom—gave him a whiff of the same stuff he used on Simmonds. no doubt; put him out of the way under the berth; got into his clothes, made up his face, put on a wig—and all that while we were kick ing our heels outside waiting for him.” “But it was a tremendous risk.” I said. "There were so many people on board who knew Pigot—it would have to be a perfect disguise.” liuluiu u nuuiuu t niup iui uuu. But It wasn’t much of a risk. None of us had seen Pigot closely; all we had seen of him was the back of his head; and the passengers were all on deck watching the quarantine men. And yet, of course, the dlguise was a perfect one. Crochard Is an artist in that line, and he was, no doubt, thor oughly familiar with Plgot's appear ance. He deceived the purser—but the purser wouldn't suspect anything!" "So it was really Crochard . . “But we ought to have suspected. We ought to have suspected every thing. questioned everything; I ought to have looked up that visitor and found out what became of him. In- . stead of which, Crochard put Plgot's : papers in his pocket, set his bag out side the state room door, and then ' came out calmly to meet his dear ! friends of the press; and I stood there talking to him like a little schoolboy— no wonder he thinks I'm a fool!” "But nobody would have suspected!” I gasped. “Why, that man is—is , "A genius,” said Godfrey. "An ab solute and unquestioned genius. But I knew that all the time, and I ought to have been on guard. You remember he said he would come today?” "Yes." “And you didn’t believe it.” "I can't believe It yet." “Thpre's one consolation—It will break Grady." "But, Godfrey," I said, "if you could have seen those diamonds—those beau tiful diamonds—and to think he should be able to get away with them right under our noses!" “It’s pretty bad. Isn’t It? But there's no use crying over split milk. Lester," he added. In another tone. "I want you to bo in your office at noon tomorrow —or rather, today." "All right," I promised; "I’ll be there.” "Don't fail me. There is one act of the comedy still to be played.” “I'll be there,” I said again. "But I'm afraid the last act will be an anti climax. Look here. Godfrey. . . .” “Now go to bed," he broke In; "you're talking like a somnambulist. Get some sleep. Have you arranged for that vacation?" "Godfrey." I said, "tell me . . "I won't tell you anything. Only I've got one more bomb to explode, Lester, and It's a big one. It will make you Jump!" I could hear him chuckling to him self "Good night," he said, and hung up. CHAPTER XXVII. THE LAST ACT OF THE DRAMA. I overslept, next morning, so out rageously that It was not until I had got a seat In a subway express that I had time to opon my paper. My first glance was for fhe big head that would [ V * tell of the diamond robbery: and then i realized that no morning paper would have a word of it. For the robbery was only a few hours old—and yet, it seemed to mo an age had passed since that moment when Godfrey had rushed in upon Grady and me. So the city moved on. as yet blissfully uncon scious of the sensation which would be sprung with the first afternoon edi tions. and over which reporters and artists and photographers were even now, no doubt, laboring. I promised myself a happy half hour in reading Godfrey’s story! It was then that I remembered the appointment for 12 o'clock. The last act of the drama was yet to be staged, Godfrey had said, and he had also spoken of a bomb—a big one! I wondered what it could be. One thing was certain: if God frey had prepared it, its explosion would be startling enough! There were a number of things at tlie office demanding my attention, and 1 was so late in getting there and the morning passed so rapidly that when the office boy came in and announced that Mr. Grady and Mr. Simmonds were outside and wished to see me, I did not, for a moment, connect their visit with Godfrey. Then I looked at my watch, saw that it was five minutes to 12, and realized that the actors were assembling. "Show them in,” I said, and they en tered together a minute later. Grady was evidently much perturbed. His usually florid face was drawn and haggard, his cheeks hung in ugly lines, there were dark pouches under his eyes, and the eyes themselves were bloodshot. 1 guessed that he had not been to bed; that he had spent the night searching for Crochard—and it was easy enough to see that the search had been unsuccessful. Simmonds, too, was looking rather shaky, and on doubt still felt the after effects of that whiff of poison. “I’m glad to see you are better, Sim monds,” I said, shaking hands with him. ’’That was a close call.” “It certainly was,” Simmonds agreed, sinking into a chair. "If I had got a little more of it, I'd never have waked up.” "Do you remember anything about it?” "Not a thing. One minute we were sitting there talking together as nice as you please—and the next thing I knew was when I woke up in the bank.” "Where's that man Godfrey?” broke in Grady. “He suid he’d be here at noon," I said, and glanced at my watch. "It’s noon now. Were you to meet him him here?” Grady glanced at me suspiciously. "Don’t you know anything about it?" he asked. “I only know that Godfrey asked me to be here at noon today. What’s up?” “Blamed if I know,” said Grady, sulk ily. “I got word from him that I’d better be here, and 1 thought maybe he might know something. I’m so dizzy over last night’s business that I’m run ning around in circles this morning. But I won’t wait for him. He can’t make me do that! Come along, Sim monds.” “Wait a minute,” I broke in, as the outer door opened. “Perhaps that's Godfrey, now.” And so it proved. He came in, accom panied by a man whom I knew to be Arthur Shearrow, chief counsel for the Record. Godfrey nodded all around. “I think you know Mr. Shearrow,” ho said, placing on my desk a small leath er bag he was carrying. “This is Mr. Lester, Mr. Shearrow,” he added, and we shook hands. “The object of this conference, Lester.” he concluded, “is to straighten out certain matters con nected with the Michaelovitch dia monds—and incidentally to give the Record the biggest scoop it has had tor months.” “I ain't here to fix up no scoop for the Record,” broke in Grady. "That paper never did treat me right.” "It has treated you as well as you deserved,” retorted Godfrey. “I’m go ing to talk plainly to you, Grady. Your goose is cooked. You can’t hold on for m hour after last night’s get-away be :omes public.” “We’ll see about that!” growled Gra dy, but the fight had evidently been taken out of him. "I understand you wouldn't let Sim monds telephone for me last night?" juerled Godfrey. “That's right—it wasn’t none of your business.” ‘‘Perhaps not. And yet, if I had been there, the cleverest thief In Paris, if not in the world, would be safe behind those chrome-nickel steel bars at the rwenty-third street station, instead of it liberty to go ahead and rob some body else.” “You’re mighty cocksure,” retorted 3rady. “It’s easy to be wise after it'3 ill over.” “Well, I'm not going to argue with tou,” said Godfrey. “I admit it was i good disguise, and a clever idea—but, lust the same, you ought to have seen :hrough it. That’s your business.” Grady mopped his face. (Continued next week.) tu _ n., i__f _ From the New York Telegram. Even if the mere possibility of war 'are is a blot on modern civilization, he blot is made somewhat less offen sive by the fact that certain humane lonsideratlons must be observed by >oth the belligerent armies. At The Hague convention of 1899 eer ;ain rules were promulgated restrain ng the atrocities of warfare. To these ules the civilized nations of the world subscribed, and the United States and Mexico are among the signers. At the foundation of all these rules ies the general declaration that “the ■ight of belligerents to adopt means of njuring the enemy is not unlimited.” In the general Interests of humanity :hese are the principal things which ire forbiddden: To employ poison or poisoned arms. To kill or wound treacherously indi viduals belonging to the hostile nation >r army. To kill or wound an enemy who, hav ng laid down arms, or having no onger means of defense, has surrend :red at discretion. To declare that no quarter will be ;iven. To employ arms, projectiles or ma :erial of a nature to cause superfluous njury. To make Improper use of a flag of :ruce. the national flag or military en signs and the enemy's uniform, as well is the distinctive badges of the Geneva Red Cross) convention. To destroy or seize the enemy’s prop irtv, unless such destruction or seizure je Imperatively demanded by the nec essities of war. To attqck or bombard towns, villages, (inbitatlons or buildings which are not iefended. To punish a spy without trial, even if taken in the act, and a spy who, ifter rejoining the army to which he lelongs, is subsequently captured by the enemy must be treated as a prls 3ner of war and incurs no responsibility for Ills previous act of espionage. To compel the population of occupied territory to take part in military oper ations against its own country. To bring pressure upon the popula tion of occupied territory to take the oath to the hostile power. Medals as decoratlcps for military service were first issued n England by Charles I in 1643. Franz Josef Lard. By annexing Franz Josef Land, Rus sia increases the number, rather than the extent, of her possessions. The archipelago consists of about sixty islands, almost all of the group being covered with snow-clad glaciers. The Austrian pioneers believed they had discovered continuous land, but their successors, the first of whom was Ben jamin Leigh Smith, found that the ac quisition was broken up into islands. Both Nansen and the duke of the Abruzzi hqve explored the group. Now that Austria’s arctic territory has been captured, we may hear of the hoisting of the British flag in Kaiser Wilhelm II Land and Luitpold Land, which area’s in the Antarctic are Ger man possessions. Wilhelm II Land was discovered by the Gauss expedi tion, and Luitpold Land, in the Wed dell sea, by Lieutenant Filchner. Obvious. Maud—What makes Carol so dis liked? 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