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u,mii Mm m'j jsmjm i ;iyjRg-t-a-t nasM miptwf iIIJh SYNOPSIS. At the expense of a soiled hat Robert Ornie saves from arrest a jjirl in n black touring car who has caused a traffic Jam on State street. He buys a new hat and U given in change a live dollar bill with: "Remember the person' you pay this to," written on it. A second time he helps the lady in the black car, and learns that in Tom and Bessie Wallinghain they have mutual friends, but gains no further hint of her identity. He discovers another In rcription on the marked bill, which. In a futile uttempt to decipher it. lie copies and places the copv in a drawer in his apartment. Senor Poritol, South Ameri can, calls, and claims the marked bill. Draie refuses, and a light ensues in which Poritol is overcome. He calls in Benor Alcatrante. minister from his coun try, to vouch for hi:n. Ornie still refuses to give up the bill. Ormc goes for a walk uud sees two Japs attak Alcatrante. He rescues him. Returning to his rooms Onne is attacked by two Japs who ef fect a lorclble exchange of the manteu bill for another. Ornie finds the girl of the black car waiting for him. She also wants the bill. Orme tolls bin story. She recognizes one of the Japs as her father's butler. Maku. The second inscription on the bill is the key to the hiding place of Important papers Molen from her father. Roth Japs and South Americans want the papers. Ornie and the Girl" start out in the black car in quest of the papers. In the university grounds in Kvanston the hiding place is located. Maku and an other Jp are the:". Ornie fells Maku and the other Jap soips. Ornie finds in Malcu's pocket a f lded idip of paper. Ho takes U:e girl. whose name is jtill un known to lai. to the home of a friend in Kvanston. Returning to the university grounds Orme gi-ts in oor.verj-atlon with a guard nt the life-saving fetation. They hear a motor boat in trouble in the dark ness vn tho kike. They lind the crippl 'd boat. In it are the Jap with the papers and ""Girl " She-ju:np.s into Orme's boat, but the Jap eludes pursuit. "Girl" ex plains her present. e in tin boat. Ornie boards u car for tho eity and finds M.iku on it and trails him In hope or lindin. t"- Jnp who has the papers. CHAPTER VIII. Continued. Onne followed, and when Maku turned west again at tho next street, swung rapidly after him and around the corner with the full expectation of seeing him hurrying along half a block away. But no one was in sight. Had he slipped into one of the near by buildings? While Orme was puzzling, a voice at his elbow said, "Hello!" He turned with a start. Flattened In a shadowed niche of tho wall be side him was Maku! "Hello!" the Japanese said again. "Well?" exclaimed Orme sharply, trying to ake the best of the situa tion. "You mus not follow me." The Japanese spoke impressively. "Follow you?" "I saw you In a mirror at the other end of car." So that was it! Orme remembered no mirror, but the Japanese might ap ply the word to the reflecting surface of one of the forward windows. "You lit a match," continued Maku. "I saw. Then I come here, to find if you follow." Orme considered. Now that he was discovered, it would be futile to con tinue the chase, since Maku, naturally, would not go to his destination with Orme at his heels. But ho said: "You can't order me off the streets, Maku." "I know. If you follow, then we walk an' walk an walk mebbe till Bex' week." Orme swore under his breath. It was quite clear that the little Japanese would never rejoin the man who had the papers until he was sure that he had shaken off his pur suer. So Orme simply said: "Goodnight" Disappointed, baffled, he turned east ward and walked with long strides back toward the car line. He did not look to Fee whether Maku was be hind him. That did not matter now. He had missed his second opportunity since the other Japanese escaped him la the university campus. Crossing Clark street a block north of the point at which he and Maku had left the car, he continued lake ward, coming out on the drive only a short distance from the Pere Mar quette, and a few minutes later, after giving the elevator boy orders to call iilm at eight in the morning, he was fn his apartment, with the prospect of four hours of sleep. But tnere was a final question: Should he return to the all-night res taurant near the car barns and try to learn from the cashier the address which Maku had sought? Surely she would have forgotten the name by this time. Perhaps it whs a Japanese name, and, therefore, the harder to remember it; If it were a peculiar combination of letters, the very pecu liarity might have fixed it in her mind. And if he hesitated to go back there sow, the slim chance that the naiLe remained with her would grow slimmer with every added moment of delay. He felt that he ought to go. He was dog-tired, but he remembered the girl's anxiety. Yes, he would go; with the bare possibility that the cashier would remember and would be willing to tell him what she remem bered, he would go. He took tip his hat and stepped to ward the door. At that moment he heard a sound from his bedroom. It was an unmistakable snore, lie tip toed to the bedroom door and peered within. Seated in an arm chair was a man. He was distinctly yisible in the light which came in from the sit ing room, and it was quite plain that ha was Eound asleep and breathing heavily. And now for the second time his palate vibrated with the raucous voice of sleep. Ornie switched on the bedroom Peasant Schools in Russia. The Russian ministry of agriculture has established fourteen schools in dif lerent parts of the country for the training ol instructors in the 'koustar bL or peasant industries. These lines Include weaving, carpentry, cooperage, wood carving, sculpture, pottery, tan ning, fur dressing, making agricultural Implements and carriages, met?l work ing and varnishing. In Vladimir prov ince a school has been established for instruction in toy making, and in Ka zan for making musical instruments. GIRL lights The man opened his eyes and started from the chair. "Who are you?" demanded Orme. "Why the detective, of course." "Detective?" "Sure regular force." "Regular force?" The stranger pulled back his coat and displayed his nickeled star. "But what are you doing here? gasped Orme, amazed. "Why, a foreign fellow came to the chief and said you wanted a man to keep an eye on your quarters tonight and the chief sent me. I was dozing a bit but I'm a light sleeper. I wake at the least noise. Orme smiled reminiscently, think ing of the snore. "Tell me," he said, "was it Senor Alcatrante who had you sent?" "I believe that was his name." He was slowly regaining his sleep-benumbed wits. "That reminds me," he continued. "He gave me a note for you." An envelope was produced from an inside pocket. Orme took it and tore it open. The sheet within bore the caption, "Office of the Chief of Po lice," and the few lines, written be neath In fine script, were as follows: "Dear Mr. Orme: You will, I am sure, pardon my seeming overanxiety for your safety, and the safety of Poritol's treasure, but I cannot resist using my influence to see that you are well protected tonight by what you In America call 'a plain-clothes man.' I trust that he will frighten away the yellow peril and permit you to slumber undisturbed. If you do not wish him inside your apartment, he will sit in the hall outside your door. "With all regard for your continued good health, believe me, dear Mr. Orme, Yours, etc., etc.. "PEDRO ALCATRANTE." In view of everything that had hap pened since the note was penned, Orme smiled a grim smile. Alcatrante must have been very anxious indeed; and yet, considering that the minister knew nothing of Orme's encounter with the Japanese and his meeting with the girl, the sending of the de tective might naturally have been ex pected to pass as an Impressive, but friendly, precaution. The detective was rapidly losing his self-assurance. "I had only been asleep for a moment," he said. "Yes?" Orme spoke indifferently. "Well, you may go now. There is no longer any need of you here." "But my instructions " "Were given under a misapprehen sion. My return makes your presence unnecessary. Goodnight or good morning rather." He nodded toward the door. The detective hesitated. "Look a here!" he suddenly burst out. "I never saw you before." "Nor I you," replied Orme. "Then how do I know that you are Mr. Orme? You may be the very chap I was to keep out, far as I know." "Sure enough, I may be," said Orme dryly, adding: "But I am not Now go." The detective narrowed his eye brows "Not without identification." "Ask the night clerk," exclaimed Orme impatiently. "Can't you see 1 don't wish to be bothered any longer?" He went over to the door and threw it open. "Come," he continued. "Well, here then" as the detective did not move "here's my card. That ought to do you." He took a card from his pocket case and offered it to the detective, who. after scrutinizing it for a mo ment, let it fall to the floor. "Oh, it's all right, I guess." he said. "But what shall I say to the chief?" "Simply say that 1 didn't need jrou any longer." The detective picked up his hat and went. "Thank heaven!" exclaimed Orme as he closed the door. "But I wonder why I didn't notice his hat. It was lying here in plain sight" ," He went to the telephone and spoke to the clerk. "Did you let that detect ive into my apartment?" lie asked. "Why, yes, Mr. Orme. He was one of the regular force, and he said that you wanted him here. I called up the chiefs office, and the order was cor roborated. I meant to tell you when you came in, but you passed the desk just while I was down eating my sup per. Tho elevator boy let you in, didn't he?" "Yes. Never mind, it's all right Good night" But when Orme examined his travel ing bag ho found that some one had evidently made a search through it Nothing had been taken, but the or derly arrangement of his effects had been disturbed. His conclusion was that Alcatrante had bribed the fellow to go much farther than official zeal demanded. Doubtless the minister had paid the detective to hunt for a marked five-dollar bill and make a copy of whatever was written on it which would have been quite a safe proceeding for the detective, if he were not caught at the task. A sub tle man, Alcatrante; but no subtler than the Japanese. Dismissing the incident from his mind, Orme again made ready to re turn to the all-night restaurant He Orenburg shawls, the silk and cotton laces and embroideries, the work In hammered brass and copper, and espe cially the Russian enameled jewelry and ornaments, are among the prod ucts. Some Korean Superstitions. The wildest superstitions are rife among the natives of Korea, says a writer in the Wide World Magazine. Everything is ascribed to the good or evil influences of Invisible spirits, whom they strive to propitiate by In l iPiJ I r S0 wft , nL n mfiT mi fc v HI HI ( fliilil u i 4J SJBFi2g JBggjgRA 'aK3H gci I D rt fs II wWMMil !rrJLia W He Read It Over paused at the door, however, to give the situation a final analysis. Maku had lost something. After hunting for it vainly he had gone to the city directory for information which ap peared to satisfy him. Then what he lost must have been an address. How would he have been likely to lose it? Orme's fatigue was so great that he repeated the question to himself sev eral times without seeing any mean ing in it He forced his tired brain back to the first statement Maku had lost something. Yes, he had lost something. What was it he had lost? Oh, yes, a paper. It was futile. His brain refused to work. Maku had lost a paper. A paperT "Ah!" Orme was awake now. "How stupid!" he exclaimed. For he had entirely forgotten the paper which he had taken from the pocket of the unconscious Maku, there on tho campus! He had thrust it into his pocket without looking at it and in the excitement of bis later ad ventures it bad passed utterly from his memory. Anotbet moment and he had the paper In his hand. His fingers shook as he unfolded it, and he felt angry at his weakness. Y'cs. there it was the address written In an unformed hand. If he had only thought of the paper before, he would have been saved a deal of trouble would have had more sleep. He read it over several times "Three forty-one North Parker street" so that he would remember it if the paper should be lost "I'm glad Maku didn't write it in Japaacse!" he exclaimed. CHAPTER IX. Number Three Forty-One. When Orme was aroused by the tinging of his telephone bell the next morning and heard the clerk's voice saying over the wire, "Eight o'clock, sir," it seemed as if he had been asleep but a few minutes. During breakfast he reviewed the events of the preceding evening. Strange and varied though they had been, his thoughts chiefly turned to the girl herself, and he shaped all his plans with the idea of pleasing her. The work he had set for himself was to get the envelope and deliver it to the girl. This plan involved the find ing of the man who had escaped from the tree. The search was not so nearly blind as It would have been if Orme had not found that folded slip of paper in Maku's pocket The address, "three forty-one North Parker street." was unquestionably the destination at which Maku had expected to meet friends. To North Parker street, then. Orme prepared to go. Much as he longed to see the girl again, he was glad that they were not to make this adventure together, for the reputation of North Parker street was unsavory. Orme found his way readily enough. There was not far to go, and he pre ferred to walk. But before he reached bis destination he remembered that he had promised Alcatrante and Poritol to meet them at his apartment at ten o'clock. His obligation to the two South Americans seemed slight, now that the bill had passed from his hands ! and that he knew the nature of I'ori- tol's actions. Nevertheless, he was a j cessant and petty sacrifices. The ser pent is revered as sacred and fed as a domestic peL Marriage Is a ques tion of etiquette and is arranged by the parents. A live goose is given as a betrothal gift, as a symbol of fidelity and long life. Filial piety is cultivated to a remarkable degree, a son consid ering it his duty to follow his father to prison or exile. Sacrifices of pigs, sheep and goats are offered to the fir mament, to which they pray for rain or fair weather and the removal of plague and misfortune. Several Times. man of his word, and he hurried back to tho Pere Marquette, for the hour was close to ten. He was influenced to some extent by the thought that Poritol and Alcatrante, on learning how he bad been robbed of the bill, might unwittingly give him a further clue. No one had called for him. Ho waited till ten minutes past the hour before he concluded that he had ful filled his part of the bargain with them. Though he did not understand it he attached no especial significance to their failure to appear. Once again he went to North Parker street Three forty-one proved to be a notion shop. Through the win dow he saw a stout woman reading a newspaper behind the counter. When he entered she laid, the paper aside and arose languidly, as though cus tomers were rather a nuisance than a blessing. She was forty, but not fair. Orme asked to see a set of studs. She drew a box from a show case and spread the assortment before him. He selected a set and paid her, offer ing a ten-dollar bill. She turned to a cash register and made change which included a five-dollar bill. Orme could hardly believe his eyes. The bill which she placed in his hand bore the written words: "Remember person you pay this to." He turned it over. In the corner was a familiar set of abbreviations. There was no doubt about it The bill was the same which had been taken from him. and which he had last seen in the possession of Maku. What an insistent piece of green pa per that marked bill was! It had started him on this remarkable series of adventures. It had introduced ex citable little Poritol and the suave Alcatrante to bis apartment It had made him the victim of the attack by the two Japanese. It had brought the girl into his life. And now it came again into his possession just at the moment to prove that he was on the right track in his search for Maku and the man who had the pa pers. The queerest coincidence was that the bill would never have come into his possession at all had it not been for his first meeting with the girl who at that very time was her self searching for it The rubbing of his hat against the wheel of her car on so little thing as that bad hinged the events followed. "This is strange," Orme addressed th2 woman. "It doesn't hurt it any," said the woman, indifferently. "I know that But it's a curious thing just the same." The woman raised her shoulders slightly, and began to put away the stock she bad taken out for Orme's benefit. "Who paid this to you?" persisted Orme. "How should I remember? I can't keep track of all the persons that come in the store during the day." "But I should think that anything so queer as this " He saw that he could get nothing from her except by annoying her. The woman glared. "What you a bothcriu' about? Why don't you leave f well enough alone?" Orme smiled. "Tell me one thing." he said, "do you know a Japanese that lives hereabouts?" "Oh." said the woman, "so you're one of the gentlemen he was expectin. Preferred the Money. A feeble old man tottered into the barroom of the Bellevue-Stratford, says the Philadelphia Times, asked for a drink of whisky and laid a ten cent piece upon the bar. The bar keeper, in kindly tones, told the old man it would cost him 15 cents for a whisky at that hotel. Fumbling .about In his pockets, the aged man failed to produce another nickel, so he tottered toward the door. His heart touched with pity for the old man, the bartender laid a nickel of I1I3 own jfjr y y r v "BtolNIJTERrlERSWN ejuzszxajtoks9 COPYWOHT t909 )r POOD,MAD Of CDKPAWy eh? Well, it's the front flat, two flights up." "Thank yon," said Onne. He walked out to the street, whence a backward glance showed him the woman again concealed in her newspaper. At one side of the shop he found the entrance to a flight of stairs which led to the floors above. In the little hall way, just before the narrow ascent be gan, was a row of electric buttons and names, and under each of them a mall box. "3a" had a card on which was printed: "Arima, Teacher of Original Kana JIu-Jitsu." Should he go boldly up and present himself as a prospective pupil? If Arima were the one who had so ef fectively thrown him the night before he would certainly remember the man he had throws and would promptly be on his guard. Also, the woman in the shop had said, "you are one of the gentlemen he was expectin'." Others were coming. Prudence suggested that he con ceal himself in an entry across the street and keep an eye out for the persons who were comiug to visit Ari ma. He assumed that their coming had something to do with the stolen paper. But he had no way of know ing who the athlete's guests would be. There might be no one among them whom he could recognize. And even if he saw them all go In, how would his own purpose be served by merely watching them? In time, no doubt. they would all ctmo out again, and one of them would have the papers in his possession, and Orme would not know which one. For all he was aware, some of the guests had already arrived. They might even now be gathering with eager eyes about the unfolded docu ments. No, Orme realized that his place was not on the sidewalk. By some means he must get where he could discover what was going on in the front flat on the third floor. Stand ing where he now was there was mo mentary danger of, being discovered by persons who would guess why he was there. Maku might come. Orme looked to see who lived in "la," the flat above the Japanese. Tho card bore the name: "Madam Alia, Clairvoyant and Trance Medium." "I think I will have my fortune told," muttered Orme, as he pressed Madam Alia's bell and started up the stair!. At the top of the second flight he looked to the entrance of the front apartment It had a large square of ground glass, with the name "Arima" in black letters. He continued up ward another flight and presently found himself before two blank doors one at the front and one a little at one side. The side door opened slowly in response to his knock. Before him stood a blowsy but not altogether unprepossessing woman of middle years. She wore a cheap print gown. A gipsy scarf was thrown over her head and shoulders, and her ears held loop earrings. Her Inquiring glance at Orme was not unmixed with suspicion. "Madam Alia?" inquired Orme. She nodded and stood aside for him to enter. He passed into a cheap lit tle reception hall which looked out on the street, and then, at her silent direction went through a door at one side and found himself in the me dium's sanctum. The one window gave on a dimly lighted narrow space which appurently had been cut in from the back of the building. Through the dusty glass he could see the railing of a fire-escape platform, and cutting diagonally across the light, part of the stairs led to the platform above. There was a closed door, which apparently opened into the outer hall. In the room were dirty red hangings, two chairs, a couch, and a small square center table. Madam Alia had already seated her self at the table and was shuffling a pack of cards. "Fifty-cent reading?" she asked, as he took the chair oppo site her. Orme nodded. His thoughts were on the window and the fire escape, and he hardly heard her monotonous sen tences, though he obeyed mechanically her instructions to cut and shuffle. "You are about to engage in a new business," she was saying. "You will be successful, but there will be some trouble about a dark man. Look out for him. Ho talks fair, but he means mischief. There is a woman, too. This man will try to prejudice her against you." And all the time Orme was saying to himself. "How can I per suade her to let me use the fire es- cape? Suddenly he was conscious that the woman had ceased speaking and was running the cards through her fingers and looking at him searching!. "You are not listening." she said, as he met her gaze. He smiled apologetically "I know I was preoccupied." "I can't heli) you If you don't listen." Orme inferred that she took pride -n ner WOrk. He sighed, and looked grave. "I am afraid." he said slowly, "that ray case is too serious for the cards." She brightened. "You'd ought to have a trance-reading twe dollars." "I'd take any kind of reading tboti on the counter, and told the old man to cotr.2 and take his drink. Eyeing the nickel for a moment, the stranger put it into his pocket, and saying, "Thanks, I'd rather have the money." he walked from the room. An Industrious Queen. "Only when I have my secretary come and read the new plays and the critics of new books. During that time I make fine needlework, mostly for our churches. I work first In silk and embroider that In gold with precious would help me, but I'm afraid the situ ation is too difficult" "Then why did you come?" Again the look of suspicion. "I came because you could help me, but not by a reading." "What do you mean?" Plainly she was frightened. "I don't put people away. That's out of my Una. Hon est!" "Do I look as if I wanted anything crooked done?" Orme smiled. "It's hard to tell what folks want" she muttered. "Youta a fly-cop, aren't you?" "What makes you think that?" "The way you been sizing things up. You aren't going to do anything, are you? I pay regular for my protection every month five dollars and I work hard to get It, too." Orme hesitated. He had known at the outset that he was of a class dif ferent from the ordinary run of her clients. The difference undoubtedly had both puzzled and frightened her. He might disabuse her of the notion that he had anything to do with the police, but her misapprehension was an advantage that he was loath to lose. Fearing him, sjbe might grant any fa vor. "Now, listen to me." he said at last "I don't mean you any harm, but I want you to answer a few questions." She eyed him furtively. "Do you know the man in the flat below?" ho demanded. "Mr. Arima? No. He's a Jap. I see him in the halls sometimes, but I don't do no more than bow. like any neigh bor." "He's noisy. Isn't he?" "Only when he has pupils. But he goes out to do most of his teaching. T? he wanted?" "Not exactly. Now look here. I be lieve you re a well-meaning woman. Do you make a good thing out of thui business?" "Fair." She smiled faintly. "I ain't been in Chicago long, and it takes time to work up a good trade. I got a daughter to bring up. She's with friends.- She don't know anything about what I do for a living." "Well." said Orme, "I'm going to give you five dollars toward educating your girl." He took a bill from his pocketbook and banded it to her. She accepted it with a deprecating glance and a smile that was tinged with pathetic coquetry. Then she looked at it strangely. "What's the writing?" she asked. Orme started. He had given her the marked five-dollar bill. "I didn't mean to give you that one," be said, taking it from her fingers. She stared at him. Ts It fony?" "No but I want It Here's an other." As he took a fresh bill from his pocketbook he discovered to his "You Seem to Be Acquainted With Your Neighbor, After All." surprise that the marked bill, together with the few dollars in change he bad received after his purchase in the shop below, was all that he now had left in his pocket. Ho remembered that he had intended to draw on his funds that morning. His departure from New York had been hurried, and he had como away with little ready cash. Madam .Alia slipped the bill Into her bosom and waited. She knew well enough that her visitor had some de mand to make. "Now," said Orme, "I am going to use your fire escape for a little while." The woman nodded. "I want you to keep all visitors out.' he continued. "Don't answer the bell. I may want to come back this way quick." "This is straight business. Isn't it! I don't want to get into no trouble." "Absolutely straight," said Orme. "All you have to do is to leave your window open and keep quiet." "You can count on me," she said. 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