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CHAPTER XII—Continued
—18—
"Here’s a rare book, Markham.
There’s a passage In It I want to
read to you. As I remember. It was
la the chapter on Rye." He turned
the pages. "The passage relates, as
I recall, to the duke of Cumber
land's visit to Rye, when he made
an inspection of the defenses of
the neighborhood and was enter
tained hy .Mr. Lamb, who was still
mayor. ... Ah. here it is—I
hope I don't bore you: ‘These par- I
tlculars have been kindly given me
by almost the only living represent
ative of the Lamb-Urebell families
—which have otherwise died out in
Rye. In regard to the Grebell mur
der, my informant gave me some
particulars, unknown to the local
■chroniclers, in part at least, that
are physiologically Interesting. Mr.
<irebell had been supping with Ids
brother-in-law Lamb, and having
some business in the town, bor
rowed his scarlet overcoat. On re
turning late through the church
yard, he felt some one push heav
ily as lie thought against him, and
merely remarking "Get away, you
drunken hound," passed on to Lamb
house, quite unconcerned. He duly
reported the incident, but as the
family were going to bed, said he
felt so tired that, instead of going
home, he would have a sleep in
the armchair by the fire. In the
morning he was found dead, with
a stab in the back, which had
caused internal bleeding. . . .
Markham stood up and walked
back and forth across the room.
“Good G—d!” His words were
scarcely audible. “So that’s the ex
planation ! No wonder we couldn’t
understand the things that hap
pened there that night. Unbeliev
able !”
Vance had sunk back into his
chair, relaxed. He took a deep in
spiration, like a man who had sud
denly found a friendly settlement
In the midst of a hostile jungle.
“Really, Markham,’’ he said with
a slight upward glance, taking out
his cigarette case, “I’ll never for
give you for this—never! It was
you who guessed the solution. And
I knew it all the time, but I couldn’t
correlate my knowledge.”
Markham came to a sudden halt.
“What do you mean by saying
that I guessed the solution?”
“Didn’t you say,” asked Vance
mildly, “that the only way one could
•explain the circumstances was by
the assumption that a dead man
walked upstairs? . . . No, Mark
ham, I am sure I shall never for
give you.”
Markham sat down and muttered
a disgusted oath. He smoked a
while in silence.
"The internal hemorrhage ex
plains many things,” he admitted
finally. “But 1 still don’t under
stand Brisbane’s death, and the
bolted door.”
“And yet, d’ ye see,” returned
Vance, “it all fits in perfectly, now
that we have the key.”
He lay back In his chair and
stretched his legs. He took sev
eral puffs on his cigarette and half
closed his eyes.
“I think, Markham, I can re
construct the amazin’ and eontra
dlct’ry occurrences that took place
In the Coe domicile last Wednesday
night. ... I doubt if Wrede actu
ally planned to murder Arcner Coe
that night. The idea had no doubt
been in his mind for a long time,
for he had obviously taken the pre
caution of securing a duplicate key
to the spring lock on the rear door.
But I have a feelin’ that he wished
only to argue various matters out
with Archer last Wednesday night be
fore actually resorting to murder. It's
obvious that he called on Archer
that night and tried to convince him
that he would be the perfect mate
for Hilda l^ake. Archer disagreed—
and disagreed violently. That was
no doubt the argument that Liang
overheard. I imagine that the de
bate reached the point where blows
were struck. The poker was quite
handy, don’t y' know, and Wrede,
with his tremendous sense of per
sonal Inferiority, would naturally
reach for some outside agent to
help him over the top. He snatched
the poker and struck Archer over
the head.
“Archer fell forward against the
table, upsetting It and fracturing
his rib. Wrede was in a quand’ry.
But again his sense of inferiority
Invaded him. He looked round the
room quickly, saw the dagger In
the cabinet, took it out and, as
Archer lay on the floor, drove it
Into his back. . . . The deed was
done. He had vindicated himself
In a physical way, and had removed
all obstacles from his path. He be
lieved he was alone in the house
with Archer; but still there was
tfe« question of a suspect. Into his
shrewd brain Hashed the thought of
Liang, whom he had always sus
pected of being more than a serv
ant He figured that if he left the
Chinese dagger where it would be
found In the library. Liang would
be the logical suspect. He threw
the dagger into the Ting yao vase.
But he threw it in too hard. It broke
the vase—and again Wrede was in
a quand’ry. He picked up the dag
ger and placed it in the other vase
on the table. Then lie gathered up
the fragments of the Ting yao. car
ried them through the kitchen and
placed them in the garbage pail
on tiie rear porch. Tiie poker lie
had thrown back on tiie hearth.
And he left the house through tiie
rear entrance, passed behind the
hedge in tiie vacant lot. unlatched
the gate at the rear of his apart
ment house, and went to ids rooms."
“So far, so good," said Markham.
“But what of Brisbane?"
“Brisbane? Ah, yes. He was an
unexpected element. But Wrede
knew notiiing about It. ... As 1
see it, Markham, Brisbane had
planned to get rid of Archer that
same night. Ills trip to Chicago
was merely a blind. With bis
knowledge of criminology and his
shrewd technical brain, he had
worked out a perfectly logical
means of doing away with his
brother and having the crime ap
pear as a suicide. Naturally be
chose Wednesday night when he
knew Archer would be ulone in the
house. He established his alibi by
having Gamble make reservations
on the 5:15 train to Chicago. His
plan was to go back to the house
and take a later train. It was an
excellent idea, and It was almost
detection proof. And he did come
back to the house, Markham, with
the definite intention of killing
Archer. . .
“Still, 1 don’t see—”
“Oh, it's all quite simple,” Vance
went on. “But before Brisbane re
turned that night, strange and un
canny things happened. The plot
became cluttered with complica
tions, and Brisbane, instead of cre
ating a perfect crime, walked Into a
plot more diabolical than the one
he himself had conceived. . . .”
Vance moved in his chair.
“This Is what had happened In
the meantime: Archer, recovering
from the blow of the poker, and not
realizing that he had also been
stabbed, went upstairs to his bed
room. The shades were up, and
Wrede, from his own apartment,
could see him across the vacant
lot. . . . No one will ever know
what thoughts went on In Coe’s
mind at this time. But obviously
he was incensed at Wrede, and he
probably sat down to write him a
letter forbidding him ever to put
foot In the house again. He began
to feel tired—perhaps the blood had
commenced to choke his lungs. The
pen fell from his fingers. He made
an effort to prepare himself for
bed. He took off his coat and waist
coat and hung them carefully In
the closet. Then he put on his
dressing gown, buttoned it, and tied
the belt around him. He walked
to the windows and pulled down
the shades. That act took prac
tically all of his remaining vitality.
He started to get his bedroom slip
pers, but the black mist of death
was drifting in upon him. He
thought it fatigue—the result per
haps, of the blow Wrede had struck
him over the head. He sat down In
his easy chair. But he never got up,
Markham. He never changed his
shoes. As he sat there the final In
evitable fog stifled him!...’’
“Good G—d, Vance! I see the
horror of it," breathed Markham.
"All these steps in that sinister
situation,” Vance continued, “are
clearly indicated. . . . But think
what must have gone on in Wrede’s
mind when he looked out of his win
dow and saw the man he had mur
dered moving about the room up
stairs, arranging the papers on his
desk, changing his clothes, going
about his affairs as if nothing what
ever had happened!"
Vance inhaled several times on
his cigarette and broke the ashes
into a small tray beside him.
"My word, Markham! Can you
imagine Wrede’s emotions? He
killed a man; and yet he could look
across a vacant lot and see this
dead man acting as if nothing had
happened. Wrede had to start all
over again. It was a delicate and
terrible situation. He knew that he
had thrust a deadly dagger into
Archer Coe's body. But Archer was
still alive—and retribution must In
evitably follow. And don't forget
that the lights did not go out in
Archer Coe’s room Wrede, no
doubt, frantically asked himself a
thousand times what was going on
behind those drawn shades. He
not only feared the incalculable
mystery of the situation, but, I am
Inclined to think, he was perturbed
most by his speculation concerning
the things he could not see, . . .
I wouldn’t care to put in the two
hours that Wredg spent between
eight o’clock and ten that night He
realized that some decision must be
made—that some action must be
taken. But he had nothing what
ever to go on: his imagination was
his only guide. . .
"And he came back!" said Mark
ham huskily.
“Yes,’’ nodded Vance, “he came
back. He had to come back! But
in that interim of his indecision
something unforeseen and horrible
had taken place. Brisbane had re
turned to the house—he had re
turned stealthily, letting himself in
with his own key. Hq had returned
to kill his brother! He looked into
the library: the lights were on, but
Archer was not there. He went to
the drawer of the table and took
out the revolver. Then he went up
stairs. Perhaps he saw the light
through Archer's bedroom door. lie
opened the door. . . .”
Vance paused.
“Y’ know, Markham, I am In
clined to think that Brisbane was
prepared for any emergency. lie
had worked out a scheme for killing
Archer, placing him in his bedroom
with the revolver in his hand, and
then bolting the door from the hall,
so as to make It appear as suicide.
And when lie saw Archer sitting in
his easy chair, apparently asleep, he
no doubt felt that the fates were
with him, that his road had been
made easy. I can see him tiptoeing
across the room to the easy chair
where the other sat. 1 cun see him
place tiie revolver against Archer’s
right temple and pull the trigger,—
the impact of the bullet drove Arch
er's head to the left. Then I can
see Brisbane place the revolver In
Archer’s hand and return to the
door, where he carefully put in op
eration the mechunism he hud
worked out for bolting the door
from the hall. . . . My word,
Markham, what a situation!—Bris
bane shooting a dead man, and then
elaborately setting the stage to
prove that it was suicide!'’
“Good G—d!” breathed Markham.
“But during this tragic farce,”
Vance went on, “Wrede had arrived
at a deC.>.on. He had decided to
come buck to Archer Coe and fin
ish, for all time, the crime which
apparently he had only started. He
bethought himself of the Ting yao
vase he had broken, and perhaps
fearing its absence would be noted,
he picked out a superficially simi
lar vase from his own small collec
tion and carried it back to the Coe
house. The hour, I should say, was
around ten o’clock. . . . Wrede
opened the gate of the rear yard,
and left it ajar; and it was then
that the Scottie followed him on
his dark errand. He wTent in the
rear door of the Coe house, leaving
it open—and the Scottie followed.
Everything was black and still. He
went through the dining room into
the library, nnd placed his own in
ferior vase on the teakwood base
where the Ting yao vase had stood.
He took the dagger from the vase
in which he had hidden it, and
moved toward the hall. . . .”
Vance raised himself a little In
his chair.
“And when he reached the door,
Markham, he saw a figure coming
down the stairs from the second
floor. There was a light in the li
brary, but it was not sufficient to
make possible an absolute recogni
tion of the figure on the stairs. To
Wrede that figure was Archer.
(Archer and Brisbane, you’ll recall,
were of the same height and gen
eral build, and they did not look
dissimilar). Wrede stood behind
the portieres at the library door,
the dagger grasped in his hand, and
waited till his opportunity came.
The shadowy figure came down the
stairs and walked toward the closet
door at the end of the hall,—-Bris
bane was no doubt going bnck for
the overcoat and hat which he had
left there on coming In. But Wrede,
with las inflamed Imagination, as
sumed that Archer was preparing
to leave the house to tell some one
of the attack—to report him to the
police, perhaps He couldn’t be sure:
he only knew that it spelled dan
ger for himself. And he was more
thoroughly determined than ever to
put an end to Archer. , . .
“Brisbane, as I now see it, had
Just placed the strings, which he
had used for bolting Archer’s door,
in the pocket of his top-coat, when
Wrede came silently upon him from
behind and thrust the dagger Into
his back. He collapsed immediate
ly, and Wrede pushed the body,
which he thought was Archer’s, en
tirely Into the closet and closed the
door. He went back to the library;
and it was at this time that he prob
ably stumbled over the Scottle,
which iiad followed him in. He de
cided that it was snfest to get rid
of her immediately. She may even
have harked, or made some sound
when he stumbled over her; and he
was in no frame of mind at that
moment to meet new emergencies
logically. He dropped the dagger
back Into the vase and picked up
the poker. Then he struck the Scot
tie over the head,—it was the sim
plest and most direct way of deal
ing with an unexpected circum
stance when there was no time for
thought. The presence of the dog
was unexpected, incalculable. . .
“There can he little doubt tlint
the man was in a panic—and with
sutticient reason. He did not even
switch off the lights in the library.
The whole thing was amazing. He
went home through the rear door,
thinking that he had left Archer's
dead body in the coat closet. Then,
when Gamble summoned him tb«
following morning, he found that
Archer was still In hls bedroom, be
hind a bolted door! The man must
have felt that the whole world had
gone Insane. I Imagine he rushed to
the hall closet, when Gamble wasn’t
looking, to check hls sanity, so to
speak; and then he saw the dead
body of llrislmne. Some of the
truth, at least, must have dawned
upon hint. He had killed his friend
—hls ally—by accident. What
mental torture he must have suf
fered 1 And there was also In hls
mind the terrible problem of Ar
cher’s death. ... I wonder the man
stood up so well when we arrived.
The cold desperation of the final
necessity, I suppose. . . ."
Markham moved about the room
restlessly.
"1 see It all,” he muttered, as If
to himself. He stopped and swung
round. ‘‘Hut what of Wrede's at
tempted murder of Grassl?”
“That was logical and In keeping
with his character," said Vance.
“Miss Lake explained it—intense
Jealousy of his lucky rival. Wrede
thought tie had successfully pulled
the wool over our eyes, and the fact
gave him confidence. He knew ex
actly where the dagger was; he
knew the domestic arrangements of
the Coe house; lie had a key to the
rear door; and he dnubtleec knew
of the broken lock on Grassl's door.
He had probably brooded over hts
loss of n wealthy bride until he
could no longer resist the urge to
loilow up his—ns he thought—suc
cessful murder of Archer b.v the
murder of Grassl. He would thus
have won a complete victory over
the forces that had temporarily de
feated him. His frustrated ego
again. And had It not been for
Liang’s perspicacity—which Wrede
underestimated—and the shift of
Grassl’s arm, he.would have suc
ceeded.”
"But what,” asked Markham,
“first gave you the idea that Wrede
had committed the murders?”
“The Scottie, Markham,” an
swered Vance. “After having found
she belonged to Higginbottoni, I as
certained that he had given her to
his Inamorata who lived in the Belle
Maison. And once I had followed
the Scottie’s trail and knew that
she belonged next door, I made a
bit of an investigation. I learned
from a perfectly honest Irish maid
that both Higginbottoni and Ills lady
fair—a Miss Delafield—had been
having a farewell dinner at the time
Coe was murdered. Y’ see, I had
thought perhaps that some blond
Indy with a Duplaix lipstick had
ndniitted the Scottie Into the Coe
house earlier In the evening. But
although Miss Delafield used Du
plaix lipstick and had undoubtedly
called on Archer Coe before half
past seven, It was not she who had
let the Scottie In; for the little dog
was In the Delafield apartment aft
er nine o’clock that night, and had
disappeared some time between
then and half-past ten, at which hour
the maid instituted a -search for
her. Moreover, I learned that the
Scottie could have entered the Ooe
house only If some one had unlocked
the gate between the Belle Maison
and the vacant lot next to the Coe
residence. And I further learned
that there was no way for the Scot
tie to escape from the Belle Maison,
except Into the rear yard. Only
some one who had unlocked the
gate and opened the rear door of
the Coe residence would have given
her the opportunity of entering the
house. And Wrede was the only
person who could have done this.”
The following year Hilda Lake
and Grassl were married, and the
alliance seems to have been highly
successful. Vance became the own
er of Miss MacTavish. He had be
come attached to her during the
days he had nursed her back to
health, and the romance (if one
may call it that) between Higgin
bottom and Doris Delafield ran on
the rocks shortly after the lady's
return from Europe. After her
break with the major she showed
little interest in the dog; and Hig
ginhottom. In appreciation of some
nebulous favor which he considered
Vance had done him, made him a
present of the bitch. Vance placed
her in his kennels, but she did not
seem to be happy there; and he
finally took her into his apartment.
He still has her, and she has been
“pensioned” for life. Sometimes I
think that Vance would rather part
with one of his treasured Oaznnnes
than with little Miss MacTavish.
[THE END ]
The Seeing Eye
The seeing eye is important as
a first aid to growing knowledge.
Children usually have it and some
grown people. For example, two
people or children may look at the
same twig, une will see—u twig.
The other will see that strange
freak of nature—a walking stick.
One will see a criss-cross of
branches. The other will see the
little nest of « kinglet or the flat
tened form of a red squirrel on the
tree trunk.
Alcohol by Fermentation
The bureau of industrial alcohol
says tiiat 18 per cent alcohol by vol
ume is the highest that can be ob
tained by fermentation and this
only under most favorable condi
tions. The alcohol when it reaches
18 per rent prevents the yeast from
producing additional alcohol, or In
other words, destroys or kills the
yeast.
Bacteria Multiply Fast
There are bacteria that can mul
tiply a million times in ten hours.
TRUE GHOST
STORIES
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By Famous People
Copyright by Public Ledger, Inc.
WNU Service.
By GUY KIBBEE
Actor.
• NE of the most gruesome ei
i>erlences I ever had," re
lated Guy Kibbee, motion-picture
and stage star, “was when I was
with the Alpine Stock company, then
playing in Vermont
"The leading lady, Evelyn Grey,
then on her way to fame and suc
cess, was very ill. She hnd a very
bad case of tuberculosis, yet was
so ambitious and enjoyed her work
so much that she would uot stop
long enough to get well. Many peo
ple In the theater are that way;
they love their profession unto
death.
“Every night after the show she
would lie down in her dressing
room for half an hour or so liefore
going home.
"On this particular occasion we
were playing ‘East Lynne.’ in which
she was taking the lead. In the
last scene she wore a long white
garment. After the show was over
we all left for our hotels, except
Evelyn, who stayed alone, ns was
her wish, for her rest.
“We all got up to the hotel, talked
for an hour or more, then decided
to play a bit of poker. The cards
were hack at the theater, and as
nctors made little or no money In
those days, we went back after them
Instead of buying new ones.
“We entered the theater and saw
a figure In white walking slowly
down the aisle. We got a look at
her face, and It looked like Evelyn,
yet It was too pale and awful to
he she. It was way past time for
her to have left the thenter. The
apparition gave us the Jitters, so
we left without the cards. Eve
lyn never walked about the thea
ter. It all seemed so unreal and
ghostly that we went home and to
bed. If the figure had been Evelyn,
we felt sure she would have spoken
to us.
“Next morning we were all ready
for rehearsal at ten o'clock. Evelyn
did not appear. Some one went back
to look In her dressing room and
found her. She had on the snme
white gown, and was lying on her
couch In the dressing room dead.
She had died duriug the night,
j alone."
By JANE COWL
Actress.
urjEAVEN knows we mortals
JlI can’t guess the elaborate
workings of the subconscious mind,
nor of mental telepathy nor of
psychic forces!’’ exclaimed Jane
Cowl, the brilliant actress. "Every
now and then we see an obvious ex
ample of their powers, but most of
the time we are in complete dark
ness about their Intricacies.
"When I wns a child. I was early
Impressed with an exumple of psy
chic warning,” continued Miss Cowl,
as she scanned the rows of books
of mystery In the book store which
she was visiting.
“One day, while my Grandmoth
er Julia, my mother’s mother, was
111, I visited her. She lay In her
great carved walnut bed, an Inva
lid, helpless, bedridden. For years
she had not been able to move from
that bed. Above her was a huge
painting In a weighty carved frame,
all parts of the massive, ugly deco
rative scheme of the day.
“Suddenly Grandmother Julia as
tonished us by Jumping from her
bed and running to the middle of
the room.
"We asked what was the trouble,
the cause for her unexpected act.
•My sister called to me. my sister
called me!’ she exclaimed.
“Just then the weighty picture
fell from the wall upon her bed,
and Its glass shattered Into hun
dreds of pieces.
"If grandmother had been In her
bed the heavy thing would have
doubtless killed her.
“It would seem that the spirit of
her sister, who was In another city
at the time, warned her of her
danger, ami sustained her with un
expected strength to Jump from her
bed. Perhaps not, but It Is plaus
ible the spirits of our friends and
relatives can visit us In other forms
than physical,” concluded Miss
Cowl, as she discovered a book on
criminology which she wanted to
read, and to which she turned her
keen attention.
Vespucci's First Voyage
Americas Vespuclus, also known
ns Amerigo Vespucci, Is said to
have made Ids first voyage of dis
covery In 14117. It is believed that
he landed in Honduras and wns
thus the first white man to set foot
on the mainland of the western
continent, lie Is the man who gave
Venezuela Its name. The word
means “Little Venice."
Cars an d Roads
The state of California has as
many private cars as England and
France combined. New York is the
only American state which has more
cars than California. There are
more than a million miles of roads
in the United States.
Says Poison Best
for Mice Control
Most Damage During Win
ter; Rodents Do Their
Work Beneath Surface.
By H. R. Niawomrer, Eirtenaion Horticol
turijt. North Carotin* State College.
WNU Service.
Field mice nre an orchard pest
that most fruit growers are un
aware of until It Is too late to save
their trees. Most of the mouse dam
age occurs during the winter
months In orchards where a heavy
sod covers the ground.
The mice work Just beneath the
surface and nre not noticed unUl
the frees begin to die or fall to bud
In the spring. At first the damage
may be slight, hut eventunlly the
mice eat away the bark from the
trunk a few Inches below the soil
so as to completely girdle the tree.
The common meadow mouse mi
grates to the orchnrds when their
food supply In the open fields be
comes scarce. The short-tailed pine
mouse Is most destructive, doing
worst damage to orchards growing
near timbered arena.
Orchardlsts are urged to examine
the areas around thetr trees, look
ing for mice runways nnd Injuries
to the trees. If evidence of mice Is
found, they can be destroyed by
putting out wheat bait which has
been poisoned with strychnine.
As a supplementary control meas
ure, digging up of grass nnd weeds
under the trees Is suggested. This
hrenks up the tunnels nnd runways
nnd causes the mice to seek their
food In nreas farther from the trees.
Chemists Warn Farmers
on Fertilizer Mixtures
Chemists of the United States De
partment of Agriculture have been
making cnrefnl studies of chemical
reactions in fertilizer mixtures to
be able to warn farmers and manu
facturers against undesirable com
binations of materials. Some com
binations cause loss of plant food
while others render plant food un
available to crops.
Knowledge of such reactions hns
become particularly desirnble be
cause of the Increasing use of am
monium salts ns sources of nitrogen
In fertilizers In plnce of more ex
pensive nltrntes and organic nm
monlnte8. Because these ammonium
salts have a greater tendency to
cause acidity In soils than the ma
terials they have displaced, liming
materials are being added to fer
tilizers containing these salts to
ove' come the acidifying action.
When ordinary limestone Is used
for this purpose, only a limited
quantity can be added; otherwise
reaction between It and superphos
phate In the fertilizer will render
some of the phosphoric acid un
available ns plant food. Similarly
the use of ordinary limestone in
considerable quantity In fertilizer
mixtures containing ammonium
phosphate Is likely to cause loss
of ammonia if superphosphate is
not present. But If dolomite, a kind
of limestone In which half the lime
Is replaced by mngneslum. Is used,
neither of these undesirable reac
tions take place.
The desirability of dolomite as a
liming material for mixing with fer
tilizers Is enhanced by the fact
that It also supplies magnesia to
soils some of which are deficient In
this plant food.
Cause of Heaves
Heaves (emphysemn of the lungs)
Is caused by overfeeding the horse
hay, especially dusty timothy hoy,
or threshed clover hay, and work
ing It Immediately after a meal
when the digestive organs are dis
tended, declares a writer In Hoard's
Dairyman. Indigestion results and
irritates the pneumogastrlc nerve of
the stomach and In time the brnnch
of that nerve supplying the lungs
also becomes affected. The lungs
can then no longer perfectly expel
air and the abdominal muscles have
to be used to help expulsion. That
causes the double hellows-llke ac
tion of the Hanks, and the gas ex
pelled during the coughing spells
Is caused by the Indigestion. The
disease is Incurable when estab
lished.
Farm Topics
Erosion by wind nnd water Is the
major enemy of the soil.
* •
Some 25.000,000 bushels of corn
each year are used to make corn
sirup.
• • •
Dairying Is the most liuportunt oc
cupation on Wisconsin's 181.707
farms.
• • •
An average o.' $16 per farm would
be needed to pay the annual tire
loss on farms.
• • •
The hoof-and-mouth disease lias
broken out among cattle and pigs
In England.
• • •
Few branches of agriculture exist
today In which success can be great
er or failure more common than In
mushroom growing.
• • *
About 5,000 Ohio 4-H club mem
bers continue their club activities
throughout the winter months. This
Is 10 per cent of the total enroll
ment.
Plan to Employ Robots
in Arctic Exploration
To send up sounding balloons in
the Far North and thus explore the
atmosphere Is all but a hopeless pro
ceeding. In the icy wastes the
chance is almost nil of recovering
a balloon anil Us precious freight
of fentherweight instruments for
recording temperature, pressure,
moisture and the like at different
altitudes. Therefore, the Soviet
physicist. Professor Samolovltch,
some years ago iuvented apparatus
which would make It possible for
a sounding balloon to send back to
the station from which it was
launched wireless messages that tell
Just, what conditions it is encounter
ing. The system was first used dur
ing the polar voyage of the Graf
Zeppelin.
If the professor has his way, the
same principle will be applied in ex
ploring the more inaccessible regions
of the Arctic. Instead of men trudg
ing through snowdrifts, risking their
lives among hummocks and killing
dogs for food, we would have crew
less vessels treading the icy wastes
and reporting by radio the state of
the wenther.
Considering the nature of the polar
sens—the floes that block passage,
the piling up of huge masses of Ice
under the action of the wind—the
proposal seems wild. Nothing but
the bare idea has reached the editor
of this deportment from abroad.
.Samolovltch is so experienced an
Arctic explorer that he must be very
sure of overcoming the obvious dif
ficulties.—New York Times.
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