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farmers during 1915, but one instance
may be quoted. A settler who came
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holdings by buying an adjoining quar
ter section near his home at Warner,
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. trade into new channels. One of the
f most extraordinary changes is in com
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k Exports. Imports.
1912 .$145,721,650 $412,657,022
1913 . 179,050,796 442,341,840
1914 . 213,493,406 421,074,528
1915 . 314,118,774 346,569,924
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of trade in favor of the United
States was no less than two hundred
and sixty-seven millions, and this
year, the balance is reduced to only
thirty-two millions. The figures are
extraordinary and reflect the changed
and new conditions in Canada. It
looks as if for the first time in nearly
half a century this year Canada will
sell more to the United States than
she will buy from the Americans.—
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1 D&tectixJe Story
By BURTON E. STEVENSON
Author of The JHolladay Case," •'The Marathon Mystery," “The
Mystery of the Boule Cabinet," etc.
CHAPTER XXI (Continued.) I
The motion ceased. I was gazing
down upon a great city, built upon a
narrow spur of land between two riv
ers, a city of towering buildings and
busy streets: then upon a single house,
set in the midst of lofty elms; then 1
was in a room, a room with books
against the walls, and a door opening
upon a garden. From the garden the
light faded, and the darkness came,
and a clock somewhere struck 12. Then,
suddenly, at the door appeared two
white robed figures, an old man and a
girl. The man was talking violently,
but the girl crossed the room without
a backward glance, and passed through
a door on its farther side. The man
stood for a moment looking after her.
then flung himself into a chair, and
put his nands before his face.
With creeping flesh, I looked again
at the outer door, waiting who would
enter. And slowly, slowly, the drapery
was put aside, and a face peered in. I
could see its flashing eyes and work
ing mouth. A hand, in which a knife
gleamed, was raised cautiously to the
cord, and when it was lowered, it held
a piece of the cord within its grasp. I
could see the eager lingers fashioning
a knot: then, with head bent, the figure
crept forward foot by foot; it was at the
chair back, and even as the old man,
conscious at last of the intruder, raised
his head, the cord was cast about his
throat and drawn tight. There was a
moment’s struggle, and I saw that the
hand which held the cord was red with
blood. From the wrist, a stained
handkerchief fell softly to the floor.
And then the assassin turned to steal
away; but as he went, he cast one
awful glance over his shoulder. The
light fell upon his face—and I saw that
it was Swain’s!
• * •
I opened my eyes to find myself ex
tended full length on the divan, with
Silva standing over me, a tiny glass of
yellow liquid in his hand.
“Drink this,” he said, and I swallowed
it obediently.
It had a pungent, unpleasant taste,
but I could feel it running through my
veins, and it cleared my mind and
steadied my nerves as though by
magic. I sat up and looked at the
crystal. The other lights in the room
had been switched on, and the sphere
lay cold and lifeless. I passed my
hand before my eyes, and looked at It
again: then my eyes sought Silva’s He
was smiling softly.
"The visions came,” he said. “Your
eyes tell me that the visions came. Is
it not so?”
“Yes,” I answered; "strange visions,
Senor Silva. I wish I knew their
origin.”
“Their origin is in the Universal
Spirit,” he said, quietly. “Even yet you
do not believe.”
“No,” and I looked again at the crys
tal. “There are some things past be
lief.”
"Nothing is past belief,” he said, still
more quietly. “You think so because
your mind Is wrapped in the conven
tions amid which you exist. Free it
from those wrappings, and you will be
gin realiy to live. You have never
known what life is.”
“How am I to free it, Senor Silva?"
I questioned.
He took a step nearer to me.
"By becoming a disciple of the Holy
One,” he said, most earnestly.
But I was myself again, and I rose
to my feet and shook my head, with a
smile.
"No," I said; "you will get no con
vert here. I must be gping.”
"I will open the gate for you,” he
said, in another tone, and led the way
down the stairs, through the library,
and out upon the gravelled walk.
After the drugged atmosphere of his
room, the pure night air was like a
refreshing bath, and I drew in long
breaths of it. Silva walked beside me
silently, he unlocked the gate with a
key that he carried in his hand, and
pulled it open.
"Good-night, Mr. Lester," he said.
"The sphere is at your service should
you desire again to test it. Think over
what I have said to you."
“Good-night," I answered. ani
stepped through, into the road.
The gate swung shut and the key
grated in the lock. Mechanically, I
turned my steps toward Godfrey’s
house: but T seemed to be bending un
der a great burden—the burden of the
vision.
CHAPTER XXII.
THE SUMMONS.
I was confused and shaken: I had
no Idea of the hour; I did not know
whether that vision had lasted a min
ute or 1,000 years. But. when I blun
dered up tile path to Godfrey’s house,
I found him and Simmonds sitting on
the porch together.
"I had Godfrey bring me out,” said
Simmonds, as lie shook hands, "be
cause I wanted another look at those
midnight fire works. Did you come up
on the elevated?”
"Yes,” I answered: and 1 felt God
frey turn suddenly In liis chair, at the
sound of my voice, and scrutinize my
face. "( had dinner in town and came
up afterwards."
"What time was that?" asked God
frey, quietly.
"I got up here about 8 o'clock. I had
an engagement witli Miss Vaughan.”
"You have been with her since?”
"With hei and Silva." and I dropped
into a chair and mopped my face with
my handkerchief. “The experience was
almost too much for me,” I added and
told them all that had occurred.
They listened, Godfrey motionless
and intent, arid Simmonds with a mur
mur «f astonishment now and then.
"I'm bound to confess," I concluded,
"that my respect for Silva has in
creased immensely. He's impressive;
he’s consistent; I almost believe he'H
sincere."
"Have you considered what that be
lief implies?" asked Godfrey.
"What does it imply ”
"If Silva is sincere.” said Godfrey,
slowly; "if he is really what he pre
tends to be—a mystic, a priest of Siva,
intent only on making converts to what
he believes to bo the true religion—
then our whole theory fulls to the
ground, and Swain is guilty of mur
der."
I shivered a little, but I saw that
Godfrey was right.
"We are in this dilemma," Godfrey
continued, “either Silva is a fakir and
charlatan, or Swain is a murderer."
"I wish you could have witnessed
that horrible scene as I did," t broke
in: "it would have shaken your con-I
fidence, too! T wish you could have |
seen his face as he glanced back over
Ids shoulder! li was fiendish. God - !
frey positively fiendish! II made my]
19
blood run cold. It makes it run cold
now, to remember it!"
"How do you explain all that crystal
sphere business, anyway?” asked Sim
monds, who had been chewing his cigar
perplexedly. "It stumps me.”
"Lester was hypnotised and saw
what Silva willed him to see," answered
Godfrey. “You’ll remember he sat fac
ing him."
"But," I objected, “no one remembers
what happens during hypnosis.”
"They do if they are willed to re
member. Silva willed you to remem
ber. It was cleverly done, and his ex
planation of the origin of the vision
was clever, too. Moreover, it had some
truth in it, for the secret of crystal
gazing is that it awakens the subjec
tive consciousness, or great spirit, us
Silva called it. But you weren’t crys
tal gazing, tonight. Lester—you were
simply hypnotised.”
“You may be right," I admitted; "I
remember how his eyes stared at me.
But it was wonderful—I’m more im
pressed with him than ever.”
"It isn't the fact that ho hypnotised
you that bothers me," said Godfrey,
after a moment. "It's the fact that he
has also hypnotised Miss Vaughan.”
The words startled me.
“You think that’s the reason of her
behavior?” I asked, quickly.
“What other reason can there be?”
Godfrey demanded. "Here we have a
girl who thinks herself in danger and
summons to her aid the man who loves
her and whom, presumably, she loves.
And two days later, when he has been
imprisoned for a crime of which she
declares it is absurd to suspect him,
instead of hastening to him or trying
to carry out his wishes, she turns her
back on him and deliberately walks
into the danger from which, up to that
moment, she had shrunk with loath
ing. Contrast her behavior of Satur
day, when she declared her faith in
Swain and begged your assistance,
with her behavior of yesterday and to
day, when she throws you and Swain
aside and announces that she is go
ing to follow Silva—to become a priest
ess of Siva. Do you know what that
means, Lester—to become a priestess
of Siva?”
“No,” I answered, slowly; “I don't
know. Silva said it was a great des
tiny; yes, and that it meant turning
one's back on marriage.”
"That is right," said Godfrey, in an
indescribable tone, “there is no mar
riage—there are only revolting, abom
inable, unspeakable rites and cere
monies. I ran across Professor Sutro,
the orientalist, today, and had a talk
with him about it. He says the wor
ship of Siva is merely the worship of
the reproductive principle, as it runs
through all creation, and that the de
tails of this worship are inconceivably
disgusting. That is the sort of des
tiny Miss Vaughan has chosen.
My hands were clammy with the hor
ror of it.
“We must save her!” I said, hoarse
ly. “Of course she doesn't know—
doesn’t suspect! We must get her
away from Silva!”
"Undoubtedly we must do some
thing,” Godfrey agreed. “I don’t know
how we can get her away from Silva,
but we might get Silva away from
her. Couldn’t you arrest him on sus
picion and keep him locked up for two
or three days, Simmonds?”
"I might,” Simmonds grunted.
"And while he's away, you can work
with her, Lester; take Mrs. Royce to
see her, give her a hint of what Saiva
ism really is—or get Mrs. Royce to. If
that doesn’t have any effect, we can
get her away from Silva’s influence for
a few days, she will be all right again."
"I hope so,” I agreed, “but I’m not at
all certain. She didn’t behave like a
hypnotised person, Godfrey; she seem
ed to be acting of her own free will.
I couldn’t see that Silva was trying to
influence her in any way. She said
she was trying to carry out her fa
ther’s wish. And it certainly was his
wish—the will proves that. If any
body is hypnotising her, I should say
11 w«i.o uc.
"Well, I can’t arrest him,” said Sim
monds, with a grin.
"Her father’s wishes may have had
some weight with her at the outset,”
admitted Godfrey, "but they couldn't
have driven her to the length to which
she has gone. And about the will. If
Vaughan had not been killed, if he had
been found insane, the will would have
been at once invalidated. Don’t you
get the glimmer of a motive for his
murder there, Lester?”
“It can be invalidated now, if Miss
Vaughan contests it,” I pointed out.
“Yes; but unless she does contest it,
it will stand. But if Vaughan had
been declared insane, the will could
never have been probated—no contest
would have been necessary. Do you
see the difference?”
"I see what you mean; but I don’t
think it amounts to much. Silva de
clares that if Miss Vaughan contests
the will, he will not defend it.”
"But he knows perfectly well that
she will not contest it. The surest way
to prevent a contest is by adopting just
such an attitude. Besides, if we don’t
save her, he’ll get her share, too.
Vaughan’s estate and Vaughan’s
daughter and everything else that
was Vaughan's will disappear
into his maw. Oh, he's playing for a
big stake, Lester, and it looks to me as
though lie were going to win it!”
It looked so to me, too, and I fell
into gloomy thought.
"You’ve got your men watching the
house, I suppose?” I asked, at last,
turning to Simmonds.
"Yes; and we managed to score one
little point today.”
"What was that?”
”1 found out that Annie Grogan, the
housemaid over there, had a cousin on
the force, so I got him out here and he
managed to have a talk with her. He
didn’t find out anything,” he added;
"that is, anything we don’t know; but
she promised to leave the door of her
bedroom open at night, and, if any
thing happened, to show a light at her
window.”
“Splendid!" I said. "And of course
she'll keep her eyes open in the day
time.”
"Sure she will. She's a bright girl.
The only thing I’m afraid of is that
the Hindu will get on to her and fire
her. But she's been warned to be migh
ty careful. If they don’t suspect her,
maybe she’ll have something to tell us,
in a day or two.”
'Perhaps she will,” I agreed; and I
drew a breath of relief. Surely with
all these guardians, inside the house
and out, Miss Vaughan was safe. The
least outcry would bring swift assist
ance. Besides, I could not bring my
self to believe that Silva was such a
brute as Godfrey seemed to think him.
I had been attracted by him. not re
pelled, and 1 have always believed in
i
iiHiiiniMmiEN II iMi JJIIMlMiMBUl
tne accuracy of those instinctlvo feel
ings.
And Godfrey himself, I reflected, did
not seem to be very clear in the mat
ter. if silva was merely a fakir and a
charlatan, there was no reason why ho
should wish to induct Miss V'nughan
into tlie mysteries of a religion that
lie wore only as a cloak, to bo dropped
as soon as his plans were accomplished.
On the other hand, if he was sincere
and really wished to convert the girl,
it was only reasonable to suppose he
was sincere in other things as well.
"It reduces itself to this," I said fi
nally to Godfrey. "If Silva is a char
intun, there is no reason why he should
hypnotize Miss Vaughan; but if he
really wishes to make a priestess of
her. then, by the same token, he is sin
cere and not a charlatan at all."
Godfrey nodded.
"There's a twist there that I can't,
seem to get straight," he admitted.
"We’ll have to watch Silva a little
longer to find out what ills game really
is. Of course, it’s Just possiblo that
lie'll be glad to get rid of the girl, but
that she really Is obsessed by tho Idea
of carrying out her father’s wish. Xf
that’s the case, Silva is rather up a,
tree.”
"That's where-we'd better be get
ting," broke in Slniniouds. who had ta
ken his watcli and held it up to the
light. "It’s nearl 12 o’clock, and I don’t
want to miss the fireworks. Besides,
you fellows don’t gain anything by all
tills jawing. You’ve been at it for an
hour, and you’re more tangled up now
than when you started. My motto with
a case of this kind is Just to sit quiet
and watch it; and, pretty soon, the rat
thinks the coast is clear, anil pokes out
his head, and you nab him."
"There’s a good deal in that," agreed
Godfrey, with a little lnugh. “I admit
that our arguing doesn't seem to lead
anywhere. Come along,” and lie led
tlie way out among the trees.
"Now take these fireworks,” went on
Slmmonds, in a low tone, when we
were sitting side by side on the limb.
"I don’t understand what they mean;
but they must mean something. Am
I laying awake nights worrying about
them? Not mo! I’m Just going to keep
on watching till I find out wlmt the
meaning is. I know you’re a great fel
low for theory and deduction, and all
that sort of tiling, Godfrey, and I know
you've pulled off some mighty clever
stunts; but, after all, there’s nothing
like patience.”
“Yes—’it's dogged as does it,’ ”
agreed Godfrey. "Patience is a great
tiling. I only wish I had moro of it.”
"It would be a good thing," assented
Slmmonds, candidly; and then we fell
silent, gazing out into the darkness.
“Surely,” said Godfrey, at last, "It
must be 12 o'clock.”
Slmmonds got out his watch and
flashed upon it a ray from Ills electric
torch.
"Yes,” he said; "it’s four minutes
alter.”
I felt Godfrey's hand stiffen on my
arm.
"Then there’s something -wrong,” ho
whispered. "You remember, Lester,
what happened the other tlmo that
light failed to appear. A man was
murdered!"
The darkness into which I stared
seemed suddenly to grow threatening
nnd sinister, full of vague terrors. Even
Simmonds grew uneasy, and I could
feel his arm twitching.
Godfrey put his foot on the ladder,
and began to descend. Simmonds and
I followed him silently.
“I’m going over the wall," he said,
when we were on the ground. "Some
thing’s wrong, and we’ve got to find
out what it is.”
“How will we get down?” asked Sim
monds. "There’s no ladder there.”
"We can stand on the top of the
wall,” he said, at last, "and lift this
ladder over. It won’t be easy, but it
can be done. Go ahead, Lester, and bo
careful of the glass.”
I mounted the ladder, felt cautiously
along the top of the wall and found a
place where I could put my feet; Sim
monds followed me, and then came
Godfrey. His was the dificult part, to
draw up the ladder nnd lower it again.
As for me, it was all I could do to keep
from falling. I felt absurdly as though
I wer standing on a tremulous tight
rope, high in the air; but Godfrey man
aged it somehow nnd started down.
And at that instant, there shrilled,
through the rsight the high, piercing
note of a police whistle. It rose and
fell, rose and fell, rose and fell; and
then came poignant silence. The
sound stabbed through me. Without
hesitation or thought of peril, I let my
self go and plunged downward into the
darkness.
CHAPTER XXIII.
DEADLY PERIL.
There must be a providence which
protects fools and madmen, for I land
ed in a heavy clump of shrubbery, and
got to my feet with no injury more
serious than some scratches on hands
and face, which at the time I did not
even feel. In a moment, I had found
the path and was speeding toward the
house. Ahead of ine flitted a dark
shadow which 1 knew to be Godfrey,
and behind me came the pad-pad of
heavy feet, which could only belong to
Simmonds. And then, from the direc
tion of the house, came the crash of
broken glass.
(Continued next week.)
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health), and are set widely apart and
rather deep. That width of setting al
ways gives a certain expression of
sweet spirituality.
MORE THAN EVER
Increased Capacity for Work Since
Leaving Off Coffee.
Many former coffee drinkers who
have mental work to perform day af
ter day, have found a better capacity
and greater endurance by using Pos
tum instead of coffee. An Illinois
woman writes:
"I had drank cofTee for about twenty
years, and finally had what the doctor
called ‘coffee heart.’ I was nervous and
extremely despondent; had little men
tal or physical strength left; had kid
ney trouble and constipation.
“The first noticeable benefit which
followed the change from coffee to
Postum was the improved action of
the kidneys and bowels. In two weeks
my heart action was greatly improved
and my nerves steadier.
“Then I became less despondent,
and the desire to be active again
showed proof of renewed physical and
mental strength.
“I formerly did mental work and had
to give it up on account of coffee, but
since using Postum I am doing hard
mental labor with less fatigue.” Name
given by Postum Co., Battle Creek,
Mich.
Postum comes in two forms;
Postum Cereal—the original form—
must be well boiled, 15c and 25c pack
ages.
Instant Postum—a soluble powder—
dissolves quickly in a cup of hot wa
ter, and, with cream and sugar, makes
a delicious beverage instantly. 30c and
50c tins.
Both forma are equally delicious and
cost about the same per cup.
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