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by FRANCIS PI ** ILLUSTRATIONS . COPY/?/G//r /9// sr CHAPTER I.?Richard Lightnut, an A- i- - t ?" 1C~"U ? ^ American with, an aneciea r^jgusu accent, receives a presnt from a friend in China. CHAPTER II.?The present proves to be a pair of pajamas. A letter hints of surprises to the wearer. CHAPTER III.?Lightnut dons the paJamas and late at night gets up for a moke. His servant, Jenkins, comes in and, falling - to recognize Lightnut, attempts to put him out,* Thinking the servant crazy, Lightnut changes his clothes Intending to summon help. When he reappears Jenkins falls on his neck with Joy, confirming Lightnut's belief that he s crazy. CHAPTER IV.?Jenkins tells Lightnut or tne encounter ne naa witn a niaeoua * Chinaman dressed in pajamas. CHAPTER V?In a message from hla friend. Jack Billings, Lightnut is asked to put tip "the kid" for the night on his way home from college. Later Lightnut finds a beautiful girl In black pajamas ift bis room. CHAPTER VI.?Lightnut Is shocked by the girl's drinking, smoking and slangy talk. CHAPTER VII?She tells him her name 2a Francis and puzzles him with a story of her love for her sister's room-mate, named Frances. Next morning the girl Is missing and Lightnut hurries to the boat to see her off. He is accosted by a husky college boy, who calls him "Dicky." but he does not see the girl. CHA-FTEK V111?jaCK jduuuss who W spend the night with LIghtnut. They discover prlcesless rubies hidden In the buttons of the pajamas. CHAPTER IX?Billings dons the paJam els and retires. CHAPTER X?Lightnut later discovers !n his apartment a beefy person in mutton-chop whiskers and wearing pajamas. Jenkins calls the police, who declare the intruder to be a criminal, called "Foxy Grandpa." CHAPTER XI?The intruder declares fee is Lightnut's guest and appeals to the latter in vain. CHAPTER XII?He is hustled off to JalL CHAPTER XIII?In the morning Light^ cut is astonished to find Billings gone, w omi mrira ns+nnfshpd when he eets a mes sage from the latter, demanding his w clothes. Llghtnut, bound for Tarry town. Billing's home, discovers "Frances," the girl of the pajamas, on the train. CHAPTER XIV?Lightnut speaks to her and alludes to the night before. She declares indignantly that Lightnut never saw her in black pajamas. At Tarrytown Frances Is met by a husky college youth, who hails Lightnut as "Dicky." The latter ignores the boy, who then threatens to thrash him fpr offending Frances, lightnut takes the next train home. CHAPTER XV?Billings storms over the outrage of his arrest. He and Lightcut discover mysterious Chinese characters on the pajamas. CHAPTER XVT?Professor Doozenberry is called in to interpret the hieroglyphics. CHAPTER XVII?He raves over what he calls the lost silk of Si-Ling-Chi. x CHAPTER XVIII?The writing declares y that a person wearing the pajamas will take on the semblance of the previous wearer. The professor borrows the pa Jamas for experiment. CHAPTER XIX?"Billings" dressed in pajamas is found in the professor's room and is taken home in an automobile with Frances and a woman Lightnut calls <4the frump." CHAPTER XX?Lightnut is angered by "the frump's" slanderous talk about "Francis." CHAPTER XXI?"Billings" is taken to his room. A servant tells Lightnut that & message has just been received stating that Billings was under arrest in New York for stealing a suit of black pajamas. ? CHAPTER XXII?Judge Billings astonishes Lightnut with a tale of Francis' escapades. Lightnut asks permission to speak to "Frances." CHAPTER XXIII. Th* Family Black SheeD. Presently I got in a word: "Then judge, I have your permission to speak to Frances?" "Permission?" He lilted his hands and eyes. "You certainly have, m\ boy?don't I make it clear? Why I'm simply delighted?and grateful? oh, so grateful to you!" And, by Jove, he meant it?there was no mistaking his fervency! But it made me feel like a silly ass, you lmow. Custom or no custobi, it just made me a bit nifty to think her ? ?? ?I yj onnolr + Vi i e TV Ct V \T 1 crht id.iu.ei wuuiu iu'o .. ? be good form, but it appeared rotten taste?lots of things seem that way, dash it! Suggested this to Pugsley once, but he was so devilish shocked couldn't eat his luncheon?wasn't able to fetch a dashed word for four hours! "Why, Lightnut," he dropped to a chair, leaning forward, with shining eyes, "you can't possibly know what this means just at this tiAe! Why, it you hadn't offered to speak to Francis, it's not iikely that any one else ever would!" 44 T--J" T 1 atck.i chnoUr-r? J UUgC . J. tJUVUlUkVU, ~ ^ . "Who would want to?" And lie grimaced horribly. "Oil, I say now!" I protested warmly. "My boy, I tell you I know?you k don't!" He lifted his hand eloquently, deflecting the comers of his mouth? oh, such a way! "^o, siree, i ten you there's not another living man would dare chance it!" He threw himsel! backward, puffing his cheeks at me and walling his eyes rrightfully. "In fact, hereabouts?where Francis is known, there have been two menonly just two?who ever had the te merity to do it." "Oh!" I commented. Wondered il one of these was the other chap she wa <a pneaeed to. rcjuui mW ELLIOTT > 4^ ftAywAfc/t* vijl co/f/wry sweet, patient life all alone, you know, j with no one in the world to care foi j him. Well, sir," he stiffened dramat-; ically, leveling one finger at me, "do j ii.?t iVonMa wnnld even I yUU IU1UA. lliat X* i auviw >r - - _ listen to him?" Did I? Well, dash it, did I? But I tried to mumble something polite. "And then?" he puffed as he relighted his cigar, "there's Jack's chauf. | feur, you know." "Eh, Jack's?what's that?" I gripped j the arms of my chair. "Yes," he nodded, "Jack's chaufj feur. Oh, I was so disappointed at ,.l Tho nlrt trie result ui mo cuu?i.. v-? gentleman slipped back in his chaii I j with a sigh. "Francis just swore at j I him, you know!" I "By Jove!" I managed to get out? i J and yet, somehow, I was devilisfi pleased about it. "You see?" And he spread out his hands. "Absolutely no sense of ap- i preciation, you observe; and it had i seemed such a splendid chance! You see they had beea so intimate?oh, I are still, for that matter." I caught my breath. "In?intimate!" I stammered. "You don't mean Frances and this chauffeur?" "Oh, yes," carelessly, "Scoggins is all right; very superior young man for his position?fond of Francis, you t tqo11 v think- has great in iViiU vy j auu x w - fluence." He puffed complacently an ; instant. "Fact is, they are always toj gether when Francis is home"?puff ?"motoring, boating, or else off somej where camping together." j "Wha-at?what's that?not camp| ing?" I looked at him aghast. "Oh, j come now, judge?really you/ don't mean that, do you?not camping together?" | I spoke excitedly, but he Just stared at me with an expression of blank surprise. "Eh? Why, certainly, my dear boy ?fnr wopbs at a time?and why not?" His shift manifested some impatience. "Pshaw, Lightnut," he growled, flicking his ash, "what's the odds?why be so particular? I don't mind!" He jammed his hands into his trousers pockets till it seemed he would go through them. "I tell you, I'm glad I'm democratic!" "Oh!" I uttered, seeing a light. So that was it! Well, in any case, I knew now that I was a republican, by Jove! Never did know before what I was and it was a devilish relief to find out. Half made up my mind, then and there, I would vote next election?never had, you know; few of our set ever did. Pugsley, for one, held it to be doubtful form. "Bright, self-made young man," I caught as I came back. By Jove, he was still talking: about that beastly chauffeur! "Such fine morals, you know." "Oh, dash it, yes!" And I think this must have been when I broke the corner out of a filling. "That was why I was so sorry he failed with Francis," he continued regretfully; "but you may succeed better?oh, I don't know but what it will do just as well!" "Thanks?er?awfully!" I murmured weakly. "Oh, I think so?oh, yes!" He bobbed his head as though he were quite resigned to it?then went on thoughtfully: "And anyhow, if Francis finds you. are in deadly earnest, why it?" His voice droDDed off musingly: "Well, i believe that, would make it easieroil, lots easier for Scoggins." J blinked a little with my free eye. Wasn't sure, you know, but somehow it seemed to me a rum thing to say?almost offensive, dash it! But then, for that matted everything was rum of late?so that counted for nothing. Fact was, it just seemed to me like there was something in the air? everybody seemed so queer?well, jolly muddled, I should call it! Idea had been gradually coming to me that I was the1 only one who appeared to have any .clear understanding of ^ tiia ros 1i 7^ I inn tilings, auu ?,.u.v * - just made me devilish nervous?-the responsibility, don't you know! And just then the judge looked suddenly at his watch, muttered something. and hitched up to the table strewn with papers. He bent over these with a frown, coughed oddly, glanced at me?and bent again with a mutter. Of course, I saw he was anno ved over sudden consciousness of the break lie had made, and was striving to cover his embarrassment. And, by Jove, it seemed to me he ought to feel embarrassed, for th? very rummest thing yet was this crazy infatuation for this infernal chauffeur. It was pitiful?oh, disgusting, if you ask me?and the more so because it was something she did not share. I knew she didn't, you know! No, it was plain enough, dash it, that between her father and this mucker of a chauffeur, my poor dar; ling was being crowded to the what's* " r>? H yv hflH j Its-name, tqis was wua.l duo u?u meant?had hinted at?and, by Jove, I was ready to wagor anything on it; eager to put up all I was wortn, you know! Didn't know, dash it, how much I was worth. Went down in Wall street one day akd asked old Morley, my man of affairs, but forgot what he said. Never could remember afteri ward whether it was one million or i ten and always hated to ask again. Truth was he had stared at me so and seemed so oddly surprised, I just worked off some jolly apologetic rub1 " ? i rt.. I He proceeded impressively: "One of these, my dear s!r, was our rector ?a most charming and venerable old man, now nearly eighty-three and partially paralyzed and jdeaf: lives, a I ** **** ' i Disn ana got dui. rugsic^ x | must have violated some rotten, silly law of commercial ethics?that sort or thing, you know; declared that his attorney had had the dashed imperti| nence once to ask him about some in-! ; vestments, so he got another man and gave him a power of what's-its-name. Never was bothered now, he said, by i checks or reports or any boring dis- j nf tViaf C/Vrt +h1<5 TTIftTI 1llSt ! n vi bMMu wv?* ?>f v?? m kept him supplied with money, and j once in a while he scrawled his name j on something?all he had to do. Dev- j ilish simple, you see, but then Pugsley 1 is so ingenious, so?oh, clever, you j know. "H'm!" coughed the Judge. "Er?j h'm!" And I stopped snapping the cover of my cigarette case, thinking j I "H'm!" Coughed the Judge. : he was about to say something, buti he did not look up. By Jove, how I wished that he were really busy, so I might slip out without danger of j offending him! But I was afraid tc , chancte it?did so want to rub him 1 right, don't you know, on account of Frances. Knew he was still feeling a! bit plucked over his slip of the tongue ?showed plainly he was bothered, you know; you could tell by his puck-; j ered brows and the way he kept clearing his .throat. So meantime, | knowing that the best thing was to j | appear unconscious?just give him j time, you know?I fell carelessly to; j jingling some coins in my pocket and I tapping my foot upon the hardwood, j j as I hummed a devilish neat little air j from La Juive that I almost knew by j heaft: I'unnTflTlTlB H Q TTAlia f v^u 11, 1 a^icuuc uu iuuu. ! Helas, je vous implore, benissez mon epoux?" By Jove, I had just got that far, when he shook his head with a kind j ; of snort, threw down his pen, and; got to his feet, facing me with a sickly ; smile. "I am going to ask you to excuse | me, my dear Lightnut"?came right j out frankly like that, you know! "But' the fact is?" he opened and shut his watch?nervously, you know?"I have j J J. 1; ~ ~ ,J Vi /\m " just ieo.uz.eu. ixuvr? But I stopped him?couldn't let him go on, of course: "'Oh, I say, you know! Not another word, my dear judge?I don't care a jolly hang, dash; it!" And to show him, I smiled, got! out a cigarette, and perched kind of sidewise on the edge of the table, i | "I'm not a bit sensitive, don't you 1 know!" He stared. "Indoed, no?I see you are not!" he said warmly. I drew a light a bit airily. "Of j course," I puffed, "what you are think- ] '" trm-tr* oarron)- hilt T" T Shftt ! ! HIg U1 IS JUU1 lJUi f uuv, uuv ? . him a light wink?"I've got to think a! little " about my own affair, don't | you? "Lightnut!" He caught me by the j j arms, his face reddened almost black, j j "My dear boy, ten thousand pardons! j I assure you?" "That's just all right, judge," I re-! assured him soothingly. "Ali I am holding out for is just to be sure we j understand each other about Fran- j ces?that I may be sure I have your j authority?" "So that's it!" He relaxed with a ! deep breath. Then quietly: "My dear boy, you make me ashamed of my- i self?I was rude!" And he shook my' hand. "Yes, indeed?you just go right j ahead; almost anything is preferable ; to the vicious life Francis is leading?1 anything!" He sighed and his voice; dropped confidentially: "I'm afraid ' even you would be discouraged if 1 i ; told you of one or two disgraceful epi-1 sodes at Cambridge?I know Scoggins' j would be!" Scoggins again?always Scoggins! ] Dash Scoggins! Of course he would: be discouraged, but I should not. Dev- j ilish simple reason, vuu ? ! wouldn't believe it, by Jove! "Yes, I learned all about it fromj I my daughter when she came home," i 1 he proceeded gloomily; "she feels that j in a measure it has marred Miss Kirk- j ! land's visit with her." Miss Kirkland! I recalled now that, that was the name of the girl from China. By Jove, I preferred to think j j of her as the frump! "For Miss Kirkland beard the gos-1 sip at Cambridge?seems she has i friends there among the residents; j and they were Kind enougn to ten | I her of these things of the year before*1 i as soon as they noticed how devoted! | Francis was to her. At least this is i ! what my daughter suspects?Miss j Kirkland is not the kind to talk, yov j ! know." j Oh, wasn't she! By Jove, I won-! | dered what he would think if he had! j heard our conversation in the iiaii! I \ But it wasn't fc-r < 1 was warming a what's-its-name To His | bosom, so I just mumbled a reply. "Nevertheless," he shrugged, "it is; easy to see that she can't stand the sight of Francis." He shook his head dismally. "Charming girl, Mr. Light-; nut?a rare and perfect type of the English beauty at her best." Oh, was she! Not if I knew any-j thing about it, and I had seen three seasons in London. By Jove, I was | so terribly shocked I could Just feel: it in my face! He seemed surprised. "Don't you think so?" he msisted. "Well, I rather don't, you know!"! It just blurted out of itself. "Oh, 1! say?now, you're not really in earn- j est?" And I screwed my glass so, hard in my embarrassment, I hurt my j - * * _ _ b 1.1 ttrv? I eye?"xou Know snes a ireaa.: wuy,| dash it?" I pulled up, for after all, j she was a fellow guest. He stared, jammed his hands deep In his pockets and bent toward me. "Now, look here, my boy, do you mean to say you don't think Miss Kirkland a beautiful and winning girl?"?I guess he did see I meant it, for he slowly emitted an expressive whistle; ?"Well, you are hopeless then?utterly hopeless!" and dash it, he just groaned! r>ut xiuw, my usar yuuug nieuu, i he went on, and with a glance at the j littered table, "I want yon to go oul! and get some fresh air before the; bloom of the morning is past?if you go out this way, you will avoid en-j countering those girls"?his hand gen j tly but firmly urged me. "It has beer i just abominably selfish of me to havej kept you stuffed in here; I know J have bored you to death with all this talk about the family black sheep?1 feel that now I must let you escape." "Oh, no?not at all!" I protested hastily and pulling back. Never woui<J! do to let him feel that way, you know! j "Really, 'pon honor now, thing I warn to do is just stay here and talk to you about Frances." "Oh, damn Fran?h'm?I meai! Francis will keep!" He caught himself hastily before the stare of mj' glass, IUmDiing Willi UitJ jJtipci a cvi | cover his confusion. Then he clapped j me on the shoulder, pressing me again j toward the door. "You just go ahead! and do whatever you can with Francis, yourself?you are my only hope! Or wait, and I'll prepare the way for ! you tonight?that's it; that's best!"? and he went to nodding. Then he halted my progress and eyed me in-i tently. "There's another thing"?hisj voice dropped?"I think it's just as J well Jack shouldn't know of your in-! tentions about Francis; he would; never approve?on, neveri" He pursed his Hps to just a tliiu j curve as he shook his head positively. His eyes bored at me over his glass-1 es. I moistened my lips. "I know he feels you have already | concerned yourself enough about | Francis," he said deliberately. "The j other night at your rooms?er, you; know! Jack is so particular in those! little things. Ah, there's a model foi you!" He looked upward and wagged his i head as he laid his hand upon the j door-knob. By Jove, how I wisned he j would open it, for the room was getting devilish warm! "And as for things I deplore in; Francis?oh, no, never any of that I with Jack!"?he stiffened proudly?; "he may, as I have said, imbibe a lit*! -11 -? -n^-rtT ar?r? thon 'hill/ tie too iiiUUJLL, 11VJ n O.UU. kuvu, """"") when it comes to scandal?well, 3 have yet to hear the slightesl breath?" A sharp knock cut in abruptly. "Come in!" And he swung the dooi open. It was Jenkins to say a person was waiting to see me on important busl j nCSS? _ (TO BE CONTINUED) MAKES TRIP TO STREW FLOWERS FOR IIUSBAXD! ? i New York, May 14.?To strew flowers on the seas in memory of her hnsb'-tid who was lost in tl'e Titanic! disaster, Mrs. Henrietta u. coring, 01i Liverpool, made a trip across the At- j lantic ocean on the Cunard liner Car- j mania. Mrs. Loring was ill during the en- J tire journey and constantly in the' care of a stewardess. She could not be seen today, but passengers on the Carmania told of a touching scene in mid-ocean. T. H. Loring was a wealthy Liverpool merchant, and was one of the hundreds of men who went down with the Titanic, whose bravery won the plaudits of the survivors. Mrs. Loring took a great quantity of the choicest flowers aboard the Carmania at Liverpool. Last Friday evening the vessel reached the meridian of the longitude of the disaster, though far to the south of it, and Captain Dow ordered the ship stopirrc T nrin?. though ill. Was AUlOi **.0, w taken in a steamer chair to the rail j of the steamer and, while the other passengers stood about with bared; heads, dropped the flowers into the! water. J;/st Like a Good Woman. Spartanburg .Herald. A most pathetic funeral service took j place on the steamship Carmania last I - _*! Thursday evening. Mrs. boring, 01 London, whos > husband went down on the Titanic, left her home with flowers ! to pay a tribute to her husband and : others who went down with the ill-, fated vessel. She requested the cap- j tain to let her know when the Car- [ mania was nearest the spot of the! great disaster. The Carmania was running with reduced speed on ac- j count of the icebergs in the neighborhood. Only a few persons witnessed \ the silent ceremony. Thp da.v had been dull and misty' and at noon four icebergs of unusual height had been sighted and passed. As dusk began to fall tfro more ap-1 peared in the north and Captain Dow cautiously ordered the lowering of speed for the night. Shortly before eight bells of the second dog watch, the captain stepped into the wheelhouse and made some calculations. " V?? noiyl 4-SN VIIC 1 we are iucic, utr saiu uw j quartermaster. "Yes, sir; I know," the other replied with perfect understanding. "You may send my steward to Mrs. Loring's suite." Within a few minutes, Mrs. Loring ; leaning heavily upon the arm of her; attendant, who was carrying boxes of flowers, appeared on deck. She thanked the captain with a smile of pathetic gratitude. Then she moved | to the rail and looked out over the! sea. The water was nearly calm. The j sky was clearing. Plainly it was to j be a night of stars and clear cold?> almost such a night as that when the Titan of the Sea^ went down. The breath of" the far-off bergs fell chill upon the brow of the woman.: One of those icy piles might have' struck the death blow of the Titanic. A peal of laughter came ringing from the saloon where the passengers were at dinner. Mrs. Loring lifted a small wreath of green leaves and held it poised a moment over the water. Her lips moved in a murmured prayer, and the wreath fell softlv into the darkness of the waters. The orchestra had be-! gun to play in the saloon. It was merry music. The stewardess filled the arms of | the sick woman with flowers, and slowly, weakly, she let the blossoms fall from her trembling hands. Once she pressed a flower to her lips before consigning it to the waves. The recording angel put that siieni prayer on the brightest page of -his book, where it will shine forever. When the splendid tones of cathedral organs and the grand requiems of surpliced choirs have ceased forever, the simnle act and prayer of that wo man will never be blotted out. B. R. TILLMAN, JR., WILL NOT OPPOSE DIVORCE MOTION Trenton, May 14.?Because of the prominence of the iwo families involved the recent action of Mrs B. R.. Tillman, Jr., in filing suit for divorcej in the insolvency court of Cincinnati j has aroused much# interest here, the home of Senafor Tillman, and throughout Edgefield county. Mrs. Tillman who before her marriage was Miss Lucy Dugas Pickens of the re iiowdgci j^ageneiu ictiuiij' ui luck, uawv, was married to B. R. Tillman, Jr., about ten years ago. Their early married life was spent at Mrs. Tillman's country home near Edgefield and at Washington, where Mr. Tillman was employed as secretary to hi? j father. Two children were born to them, Douschka, now 7, and Lucy Frances, now 5 years of age. Their 1 separation four years ago was iui- . lowed by the sensational suit in the, supreme court of this State for the j custody of the children, which was granted to Mrs. Tillman. Since that time Mrs. Tillman has refused to allow the children to see their father. A year ago she removed to Cincinnati, and having acquired legal residence, filed her suit for absolute divorce,; ! alleging neglect and failure to pro- j vide. i Owing to the absence from home of Senator Tillman and family it is un-; T-? mil 1 known here whetner or not a. n. numan, Jr., will fight the suit of his wife, though it is understood that he will not. Before leaving for Portland, Ore., j some months ago, where he is now J engaged in the practice of law, he seemed to be aware of his wife's intentions and stated that he would not i contest the suit but would petition the j court that he be allowed to visit his | children. Since affairs have taken definite shape, he has made 110 state-: ment and his attitude is unknown, j Mr. Tillman is a graduate of Clem- j son college, has studied law and been admitted to the bar of the State, but -1 only recently took up the practice or j his profession in Portland. From the date of his graduation from college, he has been private secretary to his father and has exercised a supervision over the senator's business affairs. He is now 30 years of age. In Portland | are Mr. and Mrs. H. W. Hughes; J brother-in-law and sister of Mr. Till- i man, who were married in the sum-j mer of 1911, moving to Oregon the la:- j ter part of September. ?MY IDEAL WO.UAX." Essay by Inez Hutchison, Member Eighth Grade Hartford School. The woman at home has much ta do to keep her busy, and to do that which is needed to be done. First, she must be. willing to do her household duties, and not b? slow about it, but put her hands to it willingly. Second, she must be steadfast and firm in her words and work. When she starts her work stick to it, and not leave it until it is finished. Always be careful how she speaks and stick to it. She must not be changeable. Third, she must be pure and good in words, deeds and thoughts. So if 1 *? ?V*? amvI SI16 is pure sue must uc gwu, auu she will be obedient to her duties and friends, and make the home mora cheerful and purer than if she should be otherwise. Fourth, she must be lovable and not hold back any of her love that is locked up in her heart, but to scatter it over her home. To make it spring up and grow into beautiful blossoms. Fifth, she must be cheerful and lively, so that her household will not be so dark and gloomy, and the rest of her family will love home. If she is all of these statements she is obliged to be loved throughout the whole community. First, she must love everybody and treat everybody the same, not have* a certain one in the community to associate with but mingle with and be kind to all. Second, she must not have a haughty disposition as to think she is better than anybody el?e, or be so proud that sh^ will not speak to people. Third, she must be to one as she is to another, and not talk about people, so that any person has a harmful and Vinfffnl wr?rrJ ahfmt her. Fourth, if there is sickness or poverty in the community her name will be loved in that family if she will go and help in case of need, espe-* cially when mother leaves her family of little children. The church has much to do with an ideal woman, if it is so she can attend the services regularly. The woman can find many duties lacking in her own church, and she must be willing to do it herself. There is most always some teacher needed to teach the classes. She can take it for a while, and not stand back. While some women devote themselves to the teachings of Christ . v. all tneir lives. In many churches there are no societies, she may organize one and be president and in a few years she will have a large number of members. A woman can make great progress in her State if she has education. She can be a bookkeeper, stenographer, cashier and write papers and do numerous things to help her State's progress. MISS BELL YOE HAS GIYEX UP THE FIGHT Greenwood, May 14.?Miss Bell Yoe, who was released from jail last Friday after serving 30 days for contempt of court, has moved her household goods from the building in. which they were placed by the au- * thorities after her home near the waterworks was torn down and taken them to her brother's. 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