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“I’ve read about him a heap
o’ times. I’ve read up most
every ease he’s ever had, if it
was m tlie papers. Why, and
Fibsy pulled a newspaper from
his pocket, “here’s a account of
a case lie’s jest finished—”
“And here’s the waiter with
our steak. Suppose we let Air.
Stone wait.”
“Will we!” and Fibsy’s eyes
shone as he saw the platter that
was offered for the judge’s in
spection. “Gee! I’ve dreamed
of a steak like that, but 1 never 1
’spected to have one soived up
to me!”
“And now,” the judge re
sumed after the steak had been^
cut and “soived.” “let us dis-i
cuss your next position of trust
and responsibility. You want to
be in New York? But suppose
we arrange for your aunt to live t
in Philadelphia, and then you
can keep your place with Air.
SteUion.”
“Aligldy nice plan,” Fibsy's
fork paused in mid-air while he
• thought, “but—oh, hang it all,
* judge, I jest love New York!
Why, ils old torn up, dirty
streets are more ’tractive to us
than Philly’s clean, every clay
sloshed up w’ite marble steps.”
“Ah, a true Gothamite,” and
the judge smiled. “Well, we
must try for a place in this me
tropolis, then.”
“Yes, sir, please. And, too, \
Judge Iloyt, L goiter be here to
keep me eye on that ’ere trial of
Air. London.”
“You have that in charge,
“Now, don’t you make fun o’
me, please. But 1 got a hunch,
that I can put in an oar, when
the time conies, that’ll help Mr.
Landon along some—”
“ What do you mean, Terence?
If you know anything of impor
tance bearing on the case, it’s
your duty to tell it at once.”
“I know that, sir, but it ain’t
of importance Vept to some
buddy who can ’taeh importance
to it. Now, l told you, Judge
Hoyt, that I had. some some
clues—an’, sir, you jest laughed
at me.”
“Oh, I remember. Some but
tons and some mud, wasn’t it?”
“Yes, sir, that’s what they
was. ’ ’
“Well, I confess the mud does
not seem of great importance,
and as for the button-—was it a '
coat button, did you say?”
“No, sir, I said a—a suspender
button.”
“Oh, yes. Well, the detectives
have examined all possible cloth
ing for a missing button of that
sort, but without success. It is,
of course, a button from some
other garment tlmn any of in- .
tcrest to this case.”
“Yes, sir, I .‘-.'pose so.”
“You see, Terence, all clues
have been traced to their last
possible degree of usefulness in
our investigations.”
“Yes, sir, of course, sir. Say,
Judge Hoyt, I’m kinder sorry
you wasn’t in town that day. If
you had ’a’ been you might ’a’
kep’ Mr. Trowbridge from goin’
to the woods at all.”
“Maybe so, Terence. We can’t
know about those things. Some
people hold there’s no such
thing as chance; if so, it was
ordained that I should be out of
town.”
“Yes, sir. Funny, ain’t it? An’
sorter pathetic that Mr. Trow
bridge Rhould have your tele
gram what you sent from Philly
iu his pocket.”
Well, that was only natural,
as lie must have received it
shortly before he went away
from his office.”
‘‘An’ he thought a heap of
you, sir. Why, jest takin’ that
telegram shows that. Mr. Trow
bridge wouldn’t ’a’ taken a
plain business telegram.”
‘‘Probably not. Yes, if I had
been here I should doubtless
have been at his office most of
the day. But even then if he
bad expressed a desire to go to
the woods to look for his speci
mens I should not have detained
him. By the way, Terence, here
is a rather interesting photo
graph. That day in Philadelphia
there was a camera man in the
station taking picture postcards
of the place. And, purposely, I
got in his focus. See the re
sult.”
From has poekethook Judge
Hoyt took a picture postcard
.and handed it to the boy. The
[great station showed up well,
iand in the foreground was easily
^dBstinguisbable thie figure of
Judge Hoyt, standing in hia
characteristic attitude, with
both hands behind kim.
“Say, Judge, that’s fine! My,
I'd know you in auninute. Kin
I keep this?”
“Wish i could give it to you,
but it’s the only copy I have
left. I’ll send for some more
if you neally care to have one.’’
“Sure I do—I mean, soitenly
I do.”
“Well, do all you can to im
prove that execrable diction of'
yours, and I’ll get you a card
like this one.”
Seeing Fibsy look a little dis
appointcdJy at the two demi
tasses that appeared as a final
course, Judge Hoyt asked the
waiter to bring a cup of break
fast coffee for the lad.
“Oh, thank you,” said the
guest, “I sure do like a cup o’
coffee worth botherin’ with. Is
that little mite of a cup all you
warit ? ”
“Why, yes, I suppose so. I
never think about it. It is my
habit to take a small cup after
luncheon. Some day, Terence,
if you’re ambitious, you must,
brush up on these minor matters
of correct custom. However,
here's your large cup now.
Drink it and enjoy it. Cream
and sugar, I suppose?”
“Yes, sir,” said Fibsy, and
he watched the elegance of
Judge Hoyt’’s movements as he
poured cream and dropped a
lump of sugar, in the good sized*
cup of steaming coffee. “An
other?’'’ flie judge asked, pois
ing the second lump just above
theybrim.
“Yes, sir, please, sir. You’re
awful good to me, Judge Hoyt,
*;>* ”
“Well, to be honest, Terence,
I want to give you a few hints
,as to your table manners, for
you have the insrtinebs of a gen
tleman, and I’m going to help
you to become one if I can.”
“Yes, sir, thank you, sir.”
Fibsy looked earnestly at the
kindly face that smiled at him'
and then said, in a burst of de
termination to do the right
thing: “Way, Judge Hoyt, I
want to lt^-ii to be a gentleman
as soonnd} 1 can. An’ I’m goin’
to begin right now by driukin’
ibis here little cup o’ coffee—
an’ I’m goin’ to drink it like
you did yours, without no sugar
or cream!”
Pushing to one side the larger
cup, Fibsy took the demi-tasse,
which had been left on the table,
and with a visible effort swal
lowed its contents.
“Whew! some bitter!” he ex
claimed, making a wry face.
“Good for you, old chap!”
and the judge laughed outright
at this act of real heroism. “ Now
that you’ve proved you can do
it, follow it up with the other
cup, that you’ll enjoy.”
“No sir—ee! I’ve begun to do
the c’rect thing, an’ I’m goin’ to
stick to it!”
“Oh, pshaw, don’t deprive
yourself of a little pleasure. That
good cup of coffee, fixed just
to your taste, will be wasted if
you don’t drink it.”
“No, sir, I’m in fer the man
ners today. Maybe I. w6n’t keep
it up, but this is me day fer bein’
a gentleman, let it raiu ebber so>
hard!” With a merry smile in;
his blue eyes, Fibsy stood his j
ground, and then in another me j
merit looked crestfallen andJ
sheepish as finger bowls were
brought.
“That gets my got!” he con
fided to his host. “Way, Judge,
put me wise. ,
“Very well, Terence; simply
do as I do.”
Fibsy watched carefully, al
though unostentatiously., endj
when the judge had finished the1
boy gave a perfect imitation of
the man's correct and graceful
motions.
Before the finger bowls came
the waiter had taker: up Fibsy’s
largo eup of coffee to remove it.
But, with a longing glance, the
boy had said: “Say, can't I keep
that after all, Judge?”
“Certainly,” Judge Hoyt had
replied. But now, after the new
glory of cleansed finger tips,
Fibsy again renounced the
temptation, arid said: “Nope, it^
I’m goiu’ to le,irn to be a swell
I goiter learn to say no.” And
without even a backward glance
at the coffee he followed the*
judge from the dining r*«m.
•They reached the street, when
Fibsy cried out: “Good gra
cious, I left me-paper!” and h«f
darted back into the restaurant,
returning after a moment's! de
lay with the newspaper upder
h’s arm.
'“Now we arc off,” he said,!
and with Judge Hoyt he walked!
briskly back to the lawyer’s of-i
fice.
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CHAPTER XX.
FLEMING STONE.
That same evening Judge!
Hoyt went to see Avice, and he!
acknowledged that he was about i
at the end of his resources.
“Then you have failed?” said
the girl.
“Not yet. But I shall, un
doubtedly, unless—•”
“Unless you resort to dishon
est means?”
“Yes; exactly that. I don’t
want to, and yet—-for you I
would perjure my soul!”
“What would it be, this dis
honest procedure?”
“I’d rather not tell you. It
would be better all around that
you shouldn’t know.”
“But I must know. Tell me.”
“I’ve not thought it all out.”
noyt passed a weary hand over
his brow. “For one thing, the
worst point against Landon is
that person who telephoned and
called Mr. Trowbridge ‘uncle.’
If I could get some one to swear
that he did that, it would go a
long way in Landon’s favor.”
“Some one who didn’t really
do it, you mean?”
“Yes, of course. It would be
perjury, and it would have to
be handsomely paid for.”
“How wicked 1”
“Don’t think for a moment
that I don’t realize the wicked
ness of it! Even you can have
no idea what such an act means
to a man, and a lawyer. A hith
erto honorable lawyer! Oh, Av
ice, what a man will do for a
woman!”
“I’m not sure I want you to.”
“You want Kane freed?”
“Yes, oh, yes!”
“By fraud, if necessary?”
i —yes.
“Avice, you are as bad as I
am! For one we love we stop
at nothing! You would perjure
your soul for Landon; I, for you!
Where’s the difference?”
“I won’t, Leslie. I can’t!
Don’t do that awful thing!-”
“And let Landon be convict
ed?”
“Oh, no, no! Not that! But
wait, Leslie, I have a new plan.”
“Oh, yes, I forgot; you were
going to save London by your
own exertions!”
“And 1 a in. Have you ever
heard of Fleming Stone?”
“Of course I have. Why?”
“I’m going to get him to find
the murderer.”
“Avice! what nonsense. You
mustn’t do any such thing!”
“Why not?”
“Because it is absurd. We al
ready have Duane on the case.
He is a well known detective
and would resent the employ
ment of another.”
“Do you suppose I care for
that? If Fleming Stoue can
free Kane he shall have a chance
to do so! I have $50,000 of my
own, jwid I’ll spend it all if nec:
essary.”
“It isn’t the cost, dear. But
one detective can hardly subceed
where another good one failed.
And, too, it is too late now. A
detective must work before clues
are destroyed and evidence
lost.”
“I know it is late, but Stone
is so clever. He can do mar
vels.”
“Who told you so?”
“I won’t tell you.” For Avice
knew if she said either Fibsy or
the clairvoyant, Hoyt would
laugn at her.
“Be guided by me in this,
dear,” said Hoyt earnestly.
“Don’t send for this man. He
will do more harm than good.”
“Do you mean he will find
out for sure that Kane did it?”
“Never mind what I mean.
But don’t get Fleming Stone on
this case. I forbid it.”
“You’re too late,” returned
A vice; “I’ve already written to
him to «oine and see me.”
“In that case there is noth
ing more to be said. We must
make the best of it. But at least
let me be here with you when
he comes. I think he will want
a legal mind to confer with.”
“Indeed, I shall be very-glad
to have you here. Why were
you so averse to having him at
first?”
“Duly because it is so useless.
He can discover nothing. But
if you want him that’s enough
for me.”
The next evening Hoyt called
on A vice again.
“Heard from Stoue yet?” he
asked.
“So, not yet.”
“Well, I don't believe you
will. I hear he]s out west, and
will be gone some weeks yet.”
“(lh, I am so disappointed!
How are, things going today?”
“Slowly. But I am holding
them back on purpose. I have
a new plan that may help u#
out a lot.”
But Hoyt wouldn’t divulge his
new plan, and when he left Avice
was heavy hearted. She was
more than willing to do anything
for Kane that was right, but she
recoiled at perjury and dccit.
And yet the thought of Kane's
conviction brought her to the
pitch of any awful deed.
So when, the morning after
she lost her hope of seeing Flem
ing Stone, Fibsy came to see her
she welcomed the boy as a
drowning man a straw.
‘‘What about that Stone guy,
Miss Avice?” he inquired,
abruptly.
“We can’t get him, Fibsy;
he’s out of town.”
“Yes, he isn’t! I seen him only
yesterday walkin’ up the av
noo.”
“You did! He must have come
home unexpectedly. I’m going
to telephone him!”
“Do it now,” said Fibsy in a
preoccupied tone.
Avice found the number and
called up the detective.
“Why, Miss Trowbridge,” he
said after he learned who she
was, “I had a telegram from you
asking me to cancel the appoint
ment.”
“A telegram! I didn’t send
any!”
“It was signed with your
name.”
“There’s a mistake some
where.”
“ ’Tain’t no mistake!” said
Fibsy eagerly as he listened close
to the receiver that Avice held.
“Tell him to come here now,
Miss Avice.”
“Oh, I don’t know about that.
I must ask Judge Hoyt.”
“Here, giramie it!” and the
audacious boy took the receiver
from Avice. and. sneaking di
rectly into the transmitter, said:
“ ’Twasn’t a mistake, Mr.
Stone. ’Twas deviltry. Can A
you come right up to Trow
bridge’s now and get into this
thing while the gettin’s good?”
“Who is speaking ow?”
“Miss Trowbridge’s seeker
terry. She’s kinder pupplexed.
But she wants you to come, aw
ful.”
“Let her tell me so, herself,
then.”
“Here, Miss Avice,” and Fib
sy thrust the receiver into her
hand, “tell him to come! It’s
your only chance to save Mr.
Landon! Take it from me!”
Spurred by the reference to
Landon, Avice said, clearly;:
“Yes, please come at once, Mr.
Stone, if you possibly can.”
“Be there in half an hour,”
was the quick reply, and a click
ended the conversation,
“What kind of a bey are
you?” said Avice looking at Fib
sy half angry, half admiring.
“Now, Miss Avice, don’t you
make no mistake. I ain’t buttin’
in here out o’ freshness or im
pidence. There’s the devil’s own
doin’t goin’ on, an’ nobody
knows it but me. It’s too big
for me to handle, an’ it’s too big
for that Duane donkey to tackle.
An’ they ain’t no one as can
’tend to it but F. Stone. An’
gee! you come mighty near losin’
him! Why, Miss Avice, when
you heard somebuddy wired him
in your name not to come here,
don’t that tell you nothin’?”
“Yes, Fibsy, it shows me some
one is working against Mr. Lan
don’s interests. And that is what
Judge Hoyt has been afraid of
all along. I wish he.were here.”
“Who? Judge Hoyt?”
“Yes, I promised to have him
here when Mr. Stone came. There
ought to be a legal mind pres
ent.” _
(To be continued ney*. week.)
But Pershing Was Shaving.
Jean de Pierrefeu of the French general
headquarters staff during the war, in
his much discussed book “C. Q. G.,”
makes the following reference to Gen
eral Pershing:
General Pershing pleased General
Petain greatly. He was the only man
who succeeded in causing him a real
surprise. General Pershing’s originality
and whimsically, did indeed, possess a
certain quality of surprise. He never
would conform with the conventional
manners and customs of other people.
He would maJte an appointment to
dine with Petain at 6 o’clock and turn
up calmly as if nothing had happened
at midnight, after telephoning him not
to lose patience. I am told that he* ar
rived one day to meet a very high per
sonage— a sovereign. When Pershing’s
train w;*3 drawing into the railway sta
tion, in front of which the interview WJM
to oecur, and where the august p€J, •
svnage was already waiting, the gen
eral was observed standing near a win
dow, in his shirt sleeves, shaving. The
station master, in dismay, had the train
immediately backed out of the station
and delayed its official entry until th >
general’s toilet was finished.
Down in Washington they have people
in the various departments who spend
no ead of time and a lot of the public*s
money in profound study of the feeding
habits of ducks and other things. Thous
ands of stomachs of birds and Insects
have been analyzed by these persons.
Also highly Informative volumes have
bee n put out by the department of agri
culture on, such thrilling subjects as
“Pop Com in the Home.” You* should
read What David F. Houston, when
secretary of agriculture, had to sr«y on
i this absorbing topic.
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“Hut he hasn’t lost it, has he?”
"No.” *
“Of course I would, you silly boy”.—
Birmingham Age-Herald.
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Dye Old Skirts, Dresses, Waists,
Coats, Stockings, Draperies—
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Each package of "Diamond Dyes”
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Between Sisters.
Mabel—“I’ve got to ask father for
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I the head, soothes the Inflamed or
: swollen mucous membrane and relief
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It’s just fine. Don’t stay stuffed-up
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i comes so quickly.—Adv.
If you are in doubt as to whether
a thing is right, don't do it.—Uncle
. Henry’s Sayings.
The Cuticura Toilet Trio.
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heal, the Talcum to powder and-per
fumer No toilet table Is complete
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I — '
Ducks don’t wear tight skirts—but
they walk that way, anyway.
Hope is the mainspring that makes
a man’s wheels go round.
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