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HE chief inspector of ouilomi
lay back In a great big easy
chair In his bachelor apartment
overlooking Washington square
a learnedly discoursed upon the phllo-
phy of crime. Alan Forward, his friend.
the chemist who had dropped in to pay
a pop call, forgot the movements of the
hands (t the clock and aat there absorbed
In the flow of wit and wisdom that came
uninterruptedly from the lips of the vet
eran of the government service. Barnes
waa about to clinch one of his favorite
propositions when he was Interrupted by
a gentle tap on the door.
"Come In!" he cried In freexingly official
tones.
The door opened and Cornelius Clancy
entered. Clancy waa popularly known as
the shadow of the chief, but he was phys
ically substantial, and If the twinkling eyes
and the always present smile counted, a
very merry shadow. Anyhow, Barnes re
garded him as vitally eseentlal to his bus
iness, and the aggressive little fellow had
shared In the capture of many celebrated
smugglers. He burst Into the room now
with the air of a man full of Information,
but when he perceived a stronger he
stopped short and stood In a meditative
fashion.
"Oo on, Con," aald the chief encourag
ingly; "don't mind Mr. Forward."
"It's not much," responded the young
man, taking his breath. "The Vulture
passed breakwater this afternoon and la
anchored In midstream. The night Inspec
tors are up In the air and say you'll have
fo look her over."
Barnes sighed deeply and ran his hand
through hla luxurious snow white hair. He
turned to Forward:
"I hate to stop this argument" he called
his monologue an argument "lust when
I'm getting the best of you. But before
we quit I again Insist that the human body
does not Inherit disease, but It does Inherit
tendencies. Now I carry this to its logical
conclusion and sny that we Inherit mental
as well as physical tendencies. Hence the
crime In some families; hence"
Forward burst Into a laugh and threw up
both hands.
"I surrender, Barnes. You can quit
happy."
A smile, of satisfaction spread over the
old man's face, and the smile dropped ten
years from his age. He tossed off his slip
pers and began pulling on his gaiters. He
looked at his visitor.
"Maybe you'd like to go down tothe
wharf with us. Three wouldn't be a crowd
not In this case."
"Delighted, I'm sure," responded For
ward, with alacrity. "But if I'm In the
way you must not hesitate to say so."
"Oh, you're not in the way," replied
Barnes.' "Besides," with a tentative look,
"we might take up this argument where
we left off "
"Didn't I tell you I surrendered?" Inter
jected the other.
"Yes," grumbled the chief, "you did."
Then, bolting Into another room, "You gave
In too quickly. There's no sport In that
aort of a victory." ,
While Barnes prepared for his hurry call
Forward had' an opportunity of studying
the room.. It waa plainly furnished, the
most conspicuous article In the room being
the bookcases. They filled every available .
Inch of the wall space. A closer Inspection
revealed the fact that they were all works
of reference. Fiction seemed to be rigidly
tabooed. One ahelf filled with long thin
volumes, In plain bindings, contained the
annual reports read at the meetings of the
American Prison association. The other
volumes had such titles as "Climes and
Criminals," "Criminology," "National
Crimes," "The Philosophy of Klepto
mania," "The Criminal Insane," "Juvenile
Offenders" and "Remarkable Trials. '
Presently Forward turned to Clancy with
a half yawn:
"The old man's a long while."
Clancy smiled so broadly that both rows
of teeth glistened beneath the rays of the
electric light. He answered with an air
of a -man who is revealing secrets of
state:
"He's shaving." '
"Shaving?"
"Yes; he's a perfect crank on It Has
to have his shave twice a day, or he'a
miserable. You came In tonight and Inter
fered with It But he won't go out with
out his shave."
"Well, I'll be darned," murmured For
ward. "That's not all," exclaimed Clanoy,
proudly.
"Not all?"
"No, there's something else; Just you wait
and see."
Barnes emerged ready for the street He
went Into the corner of the room and
pulled out a small table, containing a spirit
lamp and a small urn. He struck a
match, lighted the lamp and the water be
gan to bubble. In a' few momenta the
room was filled with the aroma of coffee.
Several large cupa were on the table.
Barnes filled one. He approachel the
chemist.
"Have a dish of coffee?"
"Not on your life." 'was the quick re
sponse. "If I drank that I'd see snakes all
night." .
Barneslooked at hlra with an Indulgent
mile. He swallowed the coffee at a gulp;
then he took a second cup.
"I couldn't live without It" he said.
Five minutes later they left the room,
and, taking a short cut through the
square, walked hurriedly In the direction
of the river front The streets were de
serted. The hands on a big clock pointed
to a few minutes of midnight. A death
like stillness hung over , the city. The
three men were silent, but the sound of
their footsteps echoed through the air with
military precision. As they neared the
wharf Barnes suggested that Forward and
Clancy fall In the rear, while he quietly
slipped ahead to take a . survey of the
river.
The chief moved with catlike agility. His
step was swift and springy, and all of hla
senses were on the alert Barnes waa a
tall, thin, angular man, with the look of a
farmer dressed in his Sunday clothes. His
smooth face was Irregular, but singularly
attractive. There were deep furrows over
t!tie bushy eyebrows, dark clrclea beneath
the contemplative black eyes and a set of
tiny wrinkles on each side of the r ther
Urge and prominent nose. A dimple In the
chin and a pair of full Hps modified the
austere look which his fane habitually
wore la repose. Hla energy belled the In
dolent suggeatlvenese of the big booed and
loose Jointed body. Occasionally he bit
the nail of his left thumb, and at such
times the severity of hla face waa Intensi
fied. "What's he going-to dor finally asked
the young chemist of Clancy.
"Don't ask me," exclaimed the assistant,
with a dramatlo wave of the hand. "The
old man knows his business, but no one
else knows It"
The mystery of the thing only deepened
Forward's admiration fo the chief In
spector. He had often heard ef the cele
brated cases In which this man had figured,
but now he was to see history In the
making. The glimpse el the human aid
tefe&ffiii twit wfitoWw '
Yi WrfWHf r -.e. thrust the letter Into Ms pocket
Wmtf'MM: and started for the door. He could
fe ;-: V6lkllPrrliW -pres. a fee.ln, of exultation a
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of Barnes added to the fascination. Who
would dream that this old, white-haired
man, who shaved twice a day, drank coffee
by the quart and talked of criminology
and Jurisprudence like a Judge on the bench
would b capable of frustrating the sordid
devices of vulgar smugglers?
The chief made his survey quickly and
beckoned to the others to Join him. A
deep-throated bell was striking 12. The old
man pulled out an open-faced stiver watch,
the back of which waa perfectly smooth
from constant wear.. A piece of cord that
resembled a shoestring served the purposes
of a watchguard. Barnes scanned the
face, of his timepiece and then gave a
whimsical smile as If to say that the big
clock was right
The fog was thick on the river, and at
long Intervals the silence was broken by
the shrill piping of soma vessel as It
plowed Its dangerous way up or down the
stream. Through the dense veil that hung
over the waters could be seen a dirty yel
low blur. Clancy pointed In that direction.
"That's the lantern hanging on the bow
of the Vulture."
The chief meditated for a moment. There
was a silent chewing of the thumb nail.
Presently he spoke:
"This Is not a waiting game, Clancy. It's
a case for speedy action. Is the launch
ready?"
Clancy's answer was a low prolonged
whistle. Soon a faint puff, puff was heard
and a rakish looking Jlttle boat glided out
of the fog from nowhere and was at their
service.
They climbed In. The engineer and two
uniformed night Inspectors awaited them.
Barnes whispered sometntng to the man
In charge of the steering apparatus. He
gased at the mist before htm and started
In the direction of the dirty yellow blur.
The moon, which had been shining, crept
behind a big cloud, and the darkness was
complete. The fog, added to the raw and
chilly air, made the adventure uncertain
as well as disagreeable. A headlight was
fastened to the bow of the launch, but It
was kept covered as much as possible so
as not to unduly alarm the occupants of
the Vulture. Once when a big ferryboat
coming from the other side nearly rapsixed
the launch the men grumbled, but Barnes
settled the whole question with a terse
reference to. the old adage about a miss
being as good as a mile. A little later a
puffing tug, pulling a great ooal barge,
barely graced the stern of the launch.
Presently the moon came out again, and
soon after that the fog was dtwipeted a
bit. The dirty yellow blur became more
pronounced until It Anally devehped Into
a distinct light against tlifc background
of the misty night. The black hull of the
Vulture came Into sight, and while the
eye of every man In the launch was glued
on the big vessel the thtve men were
startled by a- splah, as If something had
dropped Into the water. When their errs
became accuaUit&ed to tha gloom they aaw
that a boat had been lowered and that a
man was climbing down the rope ladder.
"Clancy," said aBrnes, softly, "you take
charge of this."
The nimble assistant picked up a dark
lantern and pointed It In the direction of
the rowboat When It was properly fo
cused he pushed back the slide., and the
man dangling In mld-alr was pictured In
a halo of bright light. He Kt out a foul
oath: -
"What's the matter?" he orled, with a
Cockney accent.
"Nothing," replied Clancy softly, "ex
cept that Uncle Sam's on guard."
The fellow was burly and had a red
face and light curly hair. He wore a op,
a flannel shirt and velvet trousers. Ho
waa about to hurl back a defiance when it
occurred to hlm that It would be bad policy
to quarrel with the customs officers.
"Well, what Is It you want?" he aokeu
finally. In surly tones.
"Your name, your business and the on-.
Ject of this midnight excursion," was the
terse rejoinder. '
This official formula did not sweeten the
man's temper. He mumbled something un
pleasant. In which the words, "Imperti
nent," "damn" and "Yankee" could be
Imperfectly distinguished. After that be
raised his voice and snld civilly enough:
. ''My name Is Ben Tallmam. I'm the sec
ond steward on the Vulture. Just In from
Calcutta, and I'm going ashore to spend
the night with some relatives."
Thank yqu," replied Clancy;, "that's
quite comprehensive. Now, merely aa a
matter of form we'll have to take a look at
your boat, and you'll have to help us
search the Vulture."
During this dialogue Barnes and For
ward remained In the background, over
shadowed by the friendly fog. The chief
kept his eyes and ears open and did not
miss a single word or a movement on the
pirt of the second steward of the Vulture.
Clancy's demand annoyed the man exces
sively, but he finally agreed to It, and the
alert astilstant and the two night In
spectors quickly got down to work. They
found nothing contraband In the rowboat,
and the steward's person was Innocent vt
anything contrary to law. The aearch of
the Vulture took longer and was more
complicated. Clancy and bis two asaist
snts went through the steward's quarters
with the tenacity of fine tooth combs. They
paid special attention to the coal bunk
ers favorite spots for the concealment of
smuggled goods and even went so far a
to examine the linen chests and the pan
try. The second steward gave them the
keys to the various closets, and once when
he volunteered to I'-ft out some of the
packages Clancy waved him aside In
melodramatic style, exclaiming: "Too
many cooks spoil the broth."
An hour had elapsed when they reen
tered the launch. Tallman got Into tho
rokboat and started toward shore, a look
of malignant satisfaction on his broad
face. Clancy and the two night Inspectors
resumed their places In the launch in
alienee. Tts chagrin on the face of Clancy
was pitiful. Barnes realized that the
search had been fruitless, but he could
not resist the desire to tease his assistant.
"Well," he said, with frigidity of man
ner, "what did you find?"
"Nothing," was the rejoinder.
"Nothing?" with mock amazement.
"Oh!" exclaimed Clancy,- peevishly,
"there were two or three bottles of rum
and some, cigars, but not a thing worth
monkeying about."
"Hack to the wharf," tersely ordered the
chief.
The engineer turned the wheel, the spark
caught and the little launch started city
ward. Clancy sat In the bow of the boat,
his head down and his shoulders hunched,
as liurtu-n afterward declared, like Na
poleon on the retreat from Moscow. As
soon as they tied up at the wbarf tho
chief grabbed hla asslHtunt by the arm.
"Dismiss the night inspectors and Join
me. There's work to be done yet."
Clancy lrustuntly came out of his stupor.
Barnes' words aroused all of the hopeful
ness In his optimistic nature. He did hi
he was bid, and when he had finished
found the chief: and his friend concealed
behind a pillar on the pit r.
"The second steward Is Just landing,"
whispered Ifarnea "As soon as he leaves
the wharf I'll follow him. You stay here
with Forward until I return."
In a few minutes Tallman climbed up on
the wharf, purling from the exertion of
rowing In from midstream. He hurried cut
of the wharf and started up the main
sireet. Barnes followed. Once or twice
the steward iaused and looked behind hlm.
Then he resumed his Journey and did not
atop until he reached the Snug Harbor Inn,
a hotel much patronised by seafaring men.
Although It was two o'clock In the morn
ing the place was brilliantly lighted. The
Snug Harbor Inn prided Itself on being
open "at all hours of the day and night."
The second steward started for the desk
but, apparently changing his mind, di
rected his steps to the little booth where
a telegraph operator sat enshrined. He
picked up a pen, and. taking one of the
blanks, quickly wrote a message. He
turned It upside down on a blotter that was
lying on the ledge of the bcoth and aesur
lng himself that the fresh Ink had been
dried. rad It over carefully. It appeared
0 atisf" him, an1 he handed it to p
erator, who counted the words and In
formed Tallman what it would cost. Ho
paid the toll and a district messenger boy
grabbed the memage anU hurried out of
the roor.i.
For a momeU Karnes was in a dilemma.
He bit the nail of his thumb vigorously.
But almost w hile be th unlit his decision
was male. He would let the hoy go and
follow the Second steward. That jiersun
tauntered about Idly and presently went
Into 'he berroom. Instantly the chit f
runhed up tc the telegraph operator:
"The gentleman who Just left handed
you a ttlegram?"
"Yes," was the reply In a tun of surprise.
"Can I see It a moment?"
"No," n. the blunt rewpors.
"1 am afraid the gentleman made a mis
take," ventured the Inspector.
"Then the gentleman will have to correct
It himself," was the businesslike reply.
This was so reasonable that Barnes waa
nonplussed. The momenta were rushing by.
He must see the telegram and see It
quickly. He first thought to reveal the
Identity and truft to hla official character
as a means of getting at the coveted docu
ment. But he remembered that telegrams
were treated as confidential communica
tions, not to be lightly shown even to In
quisitive government officials. At that mo
ment he looked down and his eyes lighted
on the little square blotter on which the
second steward had tried his message.
Fortunately It had been a fresh one, and
the Imprint of each word had been copied
upon the porous surface. Without any
further parleying he slipped the Innocent
looking blotter Into his pocket. It re
quired but a few moments to get Into an
adjoining washroom. By what seemed a
miracle of chance no one else was In the
apartment
He hurried In front of a large mirror
and employed a time honored device to
discover the writing on the blotter. As
As written It could only be read backward,
but by holding It In front of the mirror
the writing was reversed and appeared
as It was originally Inscribed on the tele
gram. It was somewhat blurred. The
address was blotted out altogether. Some
of the words could not be deciphered, but
Barnes discovered enough to set his brain
In a whirl. What he read was as follows:
" ship Company,
"Am watched. Will be late. Be careful.
"TALLMAN."
tion with a shabbily - dressed man who
looked like a sailor. Tallman took a bank
note out of his pocket and thrust It Into
the fellow's hand. The man smiled and
bowed his thanks.
Barnes pulled out his watch and looked
at It. It waa Ave minutes of three. He
pushed his way over toward the telegraph
booth with the intention of sending a
message to Clancy. The operators were
busy, and several men were standing writ
ing messages. While the chief stood there
irresolute, wondering what he should do,
a stranger tapped him on the arm.
"Is this Chief Barnes?''
That's my name."
"Well, a man on the sidewalk wishes to
speak to you." t
"Who Is It?"
"I can't say, but you will know hlm by
the fact that he Is dressed In a long storm
coat and la wearing a high ailk hat."
"What does he want?"
''I don't know, but he says that It Is a
matter that Vitally concerns you."
Barnes was about to make some further
remark when his Informant suddenly left
him and slipped away In the crowd. The
Inspector was perplexed. His Impulse wa
to Ignore the message, but on second
thought he felt that It might have some
Important bearing on the rase he had on
hand. So he made his way through the
main door of the hotel and out Into the
street. At first he could not see any
thing of the individual who had been so
briefly described to him. He wss about to
abandon the Idea of meeting this strange
person. when his eye lit on a tall man
wearing n high silk hat and wrapped in a
heavy storm coat. This must be the per
son who w ished to sneak to him. The man
lounged about In an attitude of expectancy,
as If he were awaiting the arrival of some
one. Without hesitation Barnes rushed up
and tapped the stranger on the arm. The
man looked down at him with surprise.
"I am Barnes," said the Inspector con
fidently. "Are you?'' retorted the other, haughtily.
"I am."
The tall man. with Impudent nonchalance,
puffed away at the cigar he held In his
mouth.
"Yes," persisted Barnes, "snd If you have
unythlifg to say to me you will have to
s iy It very- quickly, for I am In a hurry."
The man stared at him. A look of an
noyance overspread his face.
"Blast your Impudence!" he excising.
"Why should I say anything to you?"
"Didn't you send fur me?" asked the
punled Inspector.
"Certainly not."
"Why. I was told"
"Well, you were told wrung." Interrupted
the other, moving off; "and If you annoy
me any further I'll call the police."
Suddenly It flashed on Barnes that the
person who had sent hlm on this fool's
errand was the shabbily dressed man he
had seen In conversation with Tallman.
lie hurried Into the hotel and looked la
tha bar room and la the washroom.
The second steward was gone.
Chagrined at being duped so easily,
Barnes started toward the wharf. He had
lost both Tallman and the messenger hoy.
But he still had one more trick to piny.
It seemed a slender hope, but It Stirred
his professional pride.
When the chief reached the wharf he
found Clancy and Forward seated on a
log. gaslng out at the lapping waters. The
fog was gradually lifting, and the two
young men, unaccustomed to such sights,
were watching It with absorbed Interest.
It was as If a fair maiden had rained a
dark veil and revealed her beautiful coun
tenance. The reflection of the moon fall
ing upon the waters evoked a mass of
luminous rsys, which scintillated with each
movement of the Incoming tide.
"Anything In sight?" asked the chief.
Joining his two young friends.
"Only that old life preserver." laughed
Clancy, pointing to a white circular object
which bobbed up and down In the water
with every ripple of the waves.- Barnes
pulled a pair of marine glussea from his
pjocket and, adjusting them to his sight
gased at the floating object.
"A-e-t-n-a." he slowly spelled out "It
looks frayed nd worn and some of the let
ters are almost gone."
"The Aetna; you're right," assented
Clancy. "That's the boat that was
wrecked at the mouth of the river about
Ave years ago."
The chief took another look at the buoy
ant belt. whlHi floated like a feather on
the top of the glistening waters.
"Who'd a thought the relics of that
wreck would be In this river yet?"
The clock on an adjoining steerle struck
four. Dashes of gray streaked the dark
ness of the night here and there. The
great framework of the Vulture stood out
like an Immense skeleton on the water.
The dim outlines of ferry houses and chlm
nevo and high buildings on the other side
of the river loomed up like grim silhou
ettes. The splash of oars was heard almost
beneath the wharf where the three men
were seated, and a row boat shot out Into
the open air.
"Hello! what's that?" cried the chief,
his Interest Instantly aroused.
Clancy peered out at the solitary man In
the boat. His face relaxed and he smiled.
"False alarm," he said. "It's only
Jimmv Slack."
Black DC r in-
quired the chief, wrapping himself In his
official manner.
"He runa a little Joint up on Water
street," replied Clancy; "sells second
hagd anchors, buoys, life preservers, oan,
spars and any old thing used on a ship.
The Joke of It la he picks up half of his
stuff In the river. He'a a aort of scaven
ger about the docks."
While they were talking Mr. Jimmy
Black was rowing out to where the white
life preserver was bouncing up and down
like an animated Punch and Judy. , As
he neared It the man poked out one of
hla oars, hooked the object In the center
and pulled It Into his boat. Ha looked
about him leisurely for a moment, and
then, dipping the oars Into the water,
rowed slowly- back to the wharf. He fas
tened the boat to a bit of moas covered
piling. Going ashore, he threw the life
preserver over his head, so that one part
of It rested tn his left shoulder and the
other under his right arm, and marched
gayly up the street.
During all of this the chief was pulling
away at a Pittsburg stogie. He puffed
and puffed until the weed was burned
half way down. Clancy gased at him
furtively from under half closed eyelids.
Suddenly the chief plucked the stogie from
his mouth and tossed It Into the water.
He turned to his assistant:
Queens of England
Katherlne of Arragon was born In Spain
December IS, 14&. She waa the youngest
child of King Ferdinand of Arragon and
Isabel, Queen of Castile. Her early years
were passed "amidst the storms of battle
and siege, for her mother, Isabel of Castile,
with her young family, lodged In the mag-
CATHERINE) OF ARRAQOH
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"Take me lo Slack's shop In a hurrj
I want to take n look at It."
Clancy, the loquacious, asked no qiieas
Hons. He arose quickly and started along
the wharf. They tramped after him until
Water street was reeu-hed. All three turned
Into the narrow thoroughfare, lined on each
side with great brick buildings, giving It
at that unearthly hi ur the apponr.-ince of
a great canyon. There and there somo
low shack of a storeroom squatted In abjcot
squalor between its lmixsliig noighlxira.
They walked for live blocks and halted be
fore a small wooden structure. Streaks of
llpht shone from between the cracks In the
door.
"Here It Is," said Clancy.
Barnes made no repsonse, hut, doubling
up his right flst. pounded vigorously on
the door. Subdued sounds as of voices
came from within. The chief knocked ft
second (tlme. While the sound of hla
blows was still echoing on the crisp early
morning air the door was cautiously
opened a few Inches and a scared faca
looked out.
"What do you want?" piped a shriQ
voice.
Barnes never replied, hut pushed his way
roughly Into the room, followed by Clancy
and Forward. A gasoline lamp fastened
to the wall spread a ghastly light over the
narrow apartment. Colls of rope lay about
the floor and ship's lantern, hung front
the celling.
"Mr. Jimmy Slack fronted the chief, fear
and anger alternating In his light blua
eye..
"Now that you've broken Into my place,"
he cried, "I'd like to know what you
want."
"You're not very civil to customer.," re
plied Barnes, Irrelevantly.
"Customers," replied the river scavenger,
"Yes, customers," repllled the old man In
his smoothest tones. "I'm here to make a
purchase."
"A line hour for that," rejoined Slack,
surlly.
"Oh, but llils Is an emergency and 1
believe you are an emergency man."
, "What do you want?" suspiciously.
"A life preserver," blandly.
"I haven't any," aald the river man,
doggedly.
"Whafe this?" cried the 'chief and
making a quick movement, ho pulled a
piece of canvas from a bulky pllo of stuff
In the corner of the room. All eyea
turned In that direction.
There, In all of Its symmetrical beauty,
lay the circular life preserver.
."That's not for snle," cried the water
man. There wa. fear In his eyes and hla
Hp. turned white.
"But I'll take It Just the same," nnd
Barnes, stooping down, picked up the round
white object.
Black gave n snarl like a wild animal and
grabbed the other side of the life preserver.
There was a ripping sound; the rotten cov
ering gave way. Some cork duct and ex
cel.lof flew out first and then "ic sodden
plank flooring of the shack was covered
with a glittering heap of precious pearl,
and cut rubles. Transfixed with horror,
the waterman stood there unable to move.
A fearful onth came from the rear of the
room. A heavy door In the bnck of tha
place was throwm open and the second
steward of the Vulture stood on tha
threshold.
Barnea, his eyes glittering, but perfectly
eelf-possessed, bowed low.
"My dear Mr. Tallman, we greet you.
Our lines seem to cross tonight. We"
He got no further. The second steward
made a movement for his hip pocket. A
glistening barrel shone In the dim lamp
light. Simultaneously Clancy Jumped for
ward and struck at the shining object
There was a quick, sharp report. When
the smoke cleared away the chief waa
standing there, erect and uninjured. Di
rectly behind him nn ugly bullet was Im
bedded In the wall. The second steward
was on his "back on the floor with Clancy
.L.i.t.1.. ..ll.i. .In Hla tViroftt. .
ciuii:iiiiis ..." . 0
W ine lime Hie irniliu Birwnm out if
his accomplice were put behind the bars
and the gems were placed In the safe of ie ,
the customs house the sun had rl.on and fi
the city was awake. Half nn hour later g
the chief and his two companions were
In the rooms overlooking Washington 4U
square. .' it
' -You had a close call," ventured For-on
ward. 4Ta
"I never had a closer one," admltteaJ,0
Barnes. "That bullet whispered In mdght
ear." ' $ '
Clancy was silent. The chief, look!-'
at him, suddenly Jumped up, with. ai gig Ita
of surprise. The next minute he had ty-two
water and bandages and was washing at. tha
clotted blood fim the right hand o' senate.
young assistant.
"It's only a scratch," smiled Clancy,
feeNy; "It will (be all right In a day or so."
Barnes said nothing, but be pulled out
a big red handkerchief and began blowing;
his nose with unnecessary vigor. Ten min
utes later the assistant was sent home "to
take a good long snoose."
The chief stood looking out of the Win
dow and watched Clancy as he hurtled
through the square. . He seemed uncon
scious of the presence of Forward, lis
eyes remained glued on the rapldfy il.
apiiearlng form of his dupper little assi!?-
ant. Barnes rarely showed emotion. Kven V
now he merely sighed. Then, as If talking
K himself, he said In a low voice that waa
merely a whisper:
- "And yet some people wonder why I lova '
that boy."
nlflcent camp with which her armies for
years beleaguered Granada."
Once while living In the army camp tha
queen's tent was set on fire by the besieged
Moors, and It was with difficulty that tha
little prince and princess were rescued
from the flames without Injury.
Katherlne and her brother and slstera
were thoroughly educated for those times,
their most Intelligent and ' Intellectual
mother giving her personal attention to
their Instruction. While yet a little girl
under her teens Katherlne could read and
write latin fluently, a language she con
tinued to study during her life.
Princess Katherlne was married to Prince
Arthur November 14. and six month, later
she was left a widow, Prince Arthur dying;
of the plague, which at that time wa. pre
vail n g throughout England.
On June 11.15. Katherlne wa. married to
Arthur's brother. Henry VIII., then newly
made king of England, having succeeded
his father, Henry VII. It wa. necessary
to get the pope's sanction to this union,
the bride and groom being sister and
bother-ln-law, a relationship which pro
hibited marriage. Katherlne was almost
six years her second husband's senior
being Just 18 at the time of their marriage!
Kathertnes life, after becoming the wife
of Henry VIII. Is familiar to all, and many
historians hold that Henry-through the In
fluence of Anne Boleyn-had the poor dl
carded wife poisoned, that hla favorite and
usurper of Kataertne's rightful place on the
throne might not have her peace of mind
disturbed by tha presence of KatWlaa l.
Xkifland.
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