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IpThe II I Sable i I Lorcka | H j^Bwrtiwgj Eaaxolafere ^ CHAPTER XVIII. Thre* Prom lee*. Need I say that I did not sleep that Bight ? It was flee o'clock when I left Cameron's, sfter a talk with the nurse, and 1 promised to return la an hour. The Interval was devoted to a cold beta, a shaee, and a change of cloth? ing at my rooms; and at six I was back sgaln, talking once more with Cbeckabeedy who was personally serv? ing me with coffee In the breakfast pngggj " Between you end me," I began, "there It small need of concealment In this matter of Mr. Cameron's disap? pearance and return, his coming as re? markable and mysterious as his going. 1 think I am experienced enough to un? derstand that such an affair as this cannot be kept entirely secret?espe? cially not from Mr. Cameron's serv? ants?and It Is better, Cbecksbeedy, that you should understand It thor? oughly. X can fancy the distorted story that has been circulated below | atairs. That more rumors, wide of the truth, have not leaked out and gained press publicity, speaks very well for yon aad your staff, and I congratulate I s/ou on your loyalty an4 good Judg- ? naant. All 1 ask now Is that you will continue to be guarded In what you ?ay. ? single unadvised word might Interfere very materially with our of forts to trace the guPty ones and bring them to punishment." And then I told him as much aa I d staged wise of the facts of the ab? duction, of my chance finding of his master tho previous night, and of my anxiety concerning his preeent condl- , gam "And above all things, Cbeckabee? dy,** I added In conclusion, "don't look eohmn and distressed when Miss Eve? lyn Is preeent. Befove her, no matter how we really feel, we must appear confident** A little later the morning papers wore brought in, and I scanned one after another in search of some new twist or turn of the story of the previ? ous afternoon. The more conservative Journals were inclined to make light of tho scar*. "Mr. Cameron," said one, "cesscd to be active In the affairs , of tho Crystal Consolidated over two years ago. If he be 111, which Is by no means certalu. the fact can have but little real slgnl.Vance so far as tho company of whl h he Is the largest shareholder Is concerned. It may bo stated on the best authority that Mr. Cameron's shsres have never been used speculatively, and that even in the event of his desth they could not by any possibility come on the market, for the reason that he has provided a . trust fund, by will, for the benefit of his niece, and that they are a part of that fund " * Too sensational tftsss, of course,' ?till Insisted that the Class King was la a New England san'tsrlum. though they bad failed to locate the institu-1 tlon. Despite my alarm I smiled at the thought of bow their afternoon editions would have to eat the leak, as the Welsh say. i The pspers finished, I grew restless. 1 desired constant news from the sick room, snd lacking It, 1 roamed about the house. In nervous unease, my brain busy with conjecture, forming one theory after another, and dismissing each as readily. The situation was a tantslism. The snswer to all the ques? tions which had absorbed me for weeks Isy dormant In the brain of the man sleeping beyond that closed door. Theories, therefore, were now more futile then ever. 1 he one accomplish? ment to be asked was the arousing of an Intellect, the stirring of a memory. Df Maisey liad promised that when Cameron awakened mental clarity would be restored, that he would be able to answer questions with intelli? gence. It Is hard to explain why I doubted tuls. I think It must have been some? thing I taw In those dull, vacuous eyes, when 1 first looked Into them un? der the pale light of the white globed electric street lamps. If I had goal forced to Identify Cameron by those ayes alcne, 1 should have said that this man was not he. They were bo different, larking all the eipresslon of the Cameron gfsnj I knew. And yet I msde no question as to his Identity. I knew him, despite this: knew that strong chin and Jaw, which spelled de? termination In two syllables: knew his brosd. generous nose, and his high in? tellectual f'?r?-head. These points of recognition were so convincing, that I could afford to Ignore H" ??* es I had never se? ri I ? fori? i d the wasted frame snd tho shrunken, unsteady less. A* brief Intervals I toaealtod the clocks. It was marvellous how the time dm-r? d. And that nurse! WouM he never have on errand outside Ii t suite? I had told him 1 laOfjld spend the morning In the house, and th ir I wished to be informed of the s!ic!.' change In his patient. I must cow hide, therefore, that Cameron was still sleep lng, that Bryan was atlll watching. From tho fact that Evelyn had not yet appeared I drew a measure of con? solation. If I could have tldlnga of even the slightest Improvement In Cameron before meeting her, It would aid me In the assumption of confidence upon which I had determined. At ten minutes past eight I was aearcblng the encyclopaedias In the library for information on the subject of brain concussion. Already I had followed the trail through three vol? umes from "Brain" to "Nervous Sys? tem" and from "Nervous System" to "Concussion." when an opening door caused me to turn eagerly. Mr. Bryan, the nurae, in a white uniform such as hospital doctors wear, stood on the threshold. The next moment I bad rlten from my crouching position be? fore the bookcase and had met him midway across the ?oom with anxious inquiry. "Mr. Cameron awoke a quarter of an hour ago," be told me. "His power of speech has returned. He asked me where he was and what had happened. I told him he was In his own house, and that he had met with an accident" "Yes, yen." I harried him. "And what then? Did he inquire for any ' one!" "No. For all of a minute he lay i looking about the room without anoth- I er word. Then, in a puzzled way, he repeated: 'My own house!' and asked, 'Where is this house?' And I told him. He did not seem to recognize the room at sll." "Ia he atlll awake?" < "Ob, no. Dr. Masaey left directions that he was to be given some nourish? ment?a raw egg and milk?and then another powder to make him sleep. He turned on his side after that, and in less than three minutes was in a deep slumber once more." I was annoyed that I had not been called. I let myself, hope that sight of me might possibly have stirred his memory even though the familiar ob? jects of bis bedchamber failed. I said as much to the short, broad-shouldered nurse, whose twinkling eyes were in ! violent contrast with his thin-lipped, grave, determined mouth. "Dr. Massey's orders were that '.'or twelve hours no one should be admit- ' ted to the room," was bis unanswer? able rejoinder. \ "Which meana not until after Ava o'clock, this evening f | "Exactly, sir. But I shall report 10 you everything he ssys, as nearly at possible in his own words." "Very wall," I ssld. "I shall spend the dsy here." My tone conveyed dis? missal snd I fear It atlll smacked of annoyance. Mr. Bryan, however, gave no sign of resentment. His eyea were atlll kindly merry, his mouth still in? spired reliance. He turned towards the door, saying: "He'll probably Bleep four hours at least, Mr. Clyde. If you wish to go out, there's no reason why you shouldn't." I meant to reply. My lips were al? ready framing a sentence, when a tableau checked me. I Evelyn Orayson was standing in the doorway. She wore a clinging house gown of pale blue, cut low at the throat, and bordered with a deep col? lar of Irish lace. The rose flush of youth and health tinted tho cream of her complexion and a shaft of sunlight from a near window made a glittering golden nimbus of her hair. With wide,1 startled eyes she was gazing at Bryan, or, to be more exact, at the snowy linen duck in which he was clad, and which must have held for her a per? plexing significance. 1 The nurse had halted, deferentlrlly standing aside at sight of the girl whose young beauty seemed to dazzle him. For a moment the stillness and si? lence were absolute. Then Evelyn turning her gaze upon me advanced quickly, with a little questioning cry: "Philip!" 1 "You're surprised to find me here," I Interpreted, with hands outstretched. "And to?" she began, laying her fingers against my palms. "To find a nurse here, as well," 1 finished for her. "Let me introduce Mr. Bry?" But when I would have presented him he had already gone. "But who la ill?" she questioned in nervous haste. "What?" It were well, I thought, to have the revelation over and done with aa speedily as possible. "Your uncle. I brought him homs at two o'clock this morning." I do not know what 1 expected, but I am sure I was not prepared for what ensued. Her fingers, suddenly releas? ing themselves from my fond but feeble support, clutched wildly at the lapels of my coat for support, as she burst Into a passion of sobs. In vain I made efforts to comfort and quiet her. She became hysterical. She laughed and cried by turns, while I, making bold to regard hof as a sorrow? ing Child! rather than the woman ihs was, held ha? close and murmured all the soothing, encouraging words and phrasal I could conjure. "I?I?am so glad," she whispered at last, hof big liquid blag eyes swim? ming, her fair faro wet with tho tor? rent of her emotion. "1?1? nia ho happy." Presently ? placed her in a treat, cavernous leathern chair, and lent bei my bandaen blot?Assisted her, in dssd to remove th?' evidences of net tumultuous joy. After which l Kit down opposite her snd snswered ? hundred qu< stlons, still marvelling at tho contrariety of the femlnlntj tem? perament Which OOflSS disaster di\ ?? ed tad over s tod tidings i* ?k<> Nb ( bi ?'ill tears. Bvelyn'a em ?!*.ns alone considered, It wan. therefore, just as well that Cameron bad not returned robust and of sam mind. Her rejoicing undiluted Sgl] bt have r< lulled In nervous break? 1 dov.n. As it was, the nine met that he was weak ana a trifle distraught? which was the mildly equivocal way in which I softened the truth for her? ( had for her fortitude the revivifying potency of a tonic. It so balanced her j Joy with anxiety that she grew strong in surprisingly short space. "I do not see why a nurse is at all necessary," she objected, at once. "I shall nurse him, myself. Louis and 1 can do everything that is required." "But Dr. Massey?" I began. Where? upon she interrupted me: "Dr. Massey probably thinks I am a foolish, frivolous child. I shall nurse Uncle Robert even if I have to dismiss Dr. Masf *?y and get another phy? sician." There was nothing to be gained by opposing her at this time, so I held my non-committal peace, doubting, never? theless, the practice "jility of her prop? osition. But to her next proposal I must needs Interpose the obstructive truth. "Come," she commanded, brushing I hack from her temples with both ; hands the encroaching golden halo, | with the gesture of one who prepares ' for conquest, wiping away, as it were, \ the last clinging vestiges of her emr> j rnegf, "Come, let us go to lit. . . i.v?r." ' a ts on her feet before I could 1 restrain her. "Not now, Evelyn." I said, quietly, | and, at the risk of seeming rudeness, , cat still. "But, why?" And there wa3 a hint Of suspicion in the look she gave me. | "He is asleep," I told her. And ; when she had relaxed Into the great 1 chair again, I added, temporizing, "Mr. I Bryan will let us know when ho wakens." i Hei disappointment was undis? guised, and in secret I sympathized with her. She was experiencing some- ' thing of that which had come to me j when Bryan had refused me converse with his patient. But It were better ! to divert than to commiserate, and so I said: "This is the day I am to hear from Miss Clement. * "Is it?" she asked, differently, the disappointment still rankling. "I didn't know." "She has promised me important in? formation before three o'clock. If she keeps her word, this whole perplexing mystery may very shortly be cleared ! up." j "Isn't that what you would call I supererogatory?" she asked, smiling. ! "I should think Uncle Robert could tell all that is needed, now, himself." I was at a loss for a moment how to arswer her; and In that moment the I telephone broke in, and did away with the necessity of response. The instrument was on the writing table at my elb^w, and with a "Shall I I?" to Evelyn. I took the receiver from ' the hook and bent to the transmitter. "Yes," I said, "Miss Grayaon is here. ! Who is it, please?" I thought I recog- ' nized Miss Clement's voice, and I was j not wrong. But, after all, it was I J she wanted. She had called up my rooms and my ohioe, and, unable to get me at either place, had taken the chance that Evelyn might aid her to ' my discovery. "You have learned something?" I | asked, disguising as well as I could my burning interest. If possible, I would keep from Evelyn the least suggestion of how vitally important I regarded the news I hoped for. | "I hardly know how to explain it to j you," came Miss Clement's reply. "I was on the verge of what I am sure was a moBt pregnant revelation. I was to be given names and dates an 1 circumstances. I had been promised these by one in whom I put the great-'; est reliance. And now I am asked to wait another twenty-four hours. Some thing has happened, my confidant tells me; something puzzling and utterly | unexpected, and those who know most of the matter are now most at sea." Evelyn must have seen me smile.1 It was quite evident, to me that Miss Clement was In touch with some one well Informed, but it was not that | which provoked the smile. I smiled because I felt that Cameron in some . way had outwitted his captors and gained his freedom. This was the un? expected happening which had thrown the villainous slant-eyed camp into confusion, and I rejoiced at my friend's intrepidity. "And so, " I said to Miss Clement, "you wish me to wait another day?" , "I think it would be worth while," she answered. "And 1 do, too," I told her. "I don't suppose you've seen an afternoon pa- : per, have you?" I went on. "Well, they contain some news of Interest. They say that Mr. Cameron came home last night, and for once, at least, they tell what is very nearly the truth." If sincerity ever carried over a wire it carried then in Miss Clement's con? gratulations, and there was something almost divine in her forbearance to ask for particulars. She congratulated Evelyn, too, and promised to com? to see her, soon; and then once more she assured me thai she would ye1 learn everything we could possibly cue to know "The Chinese." she added, "are a de? liberate race, Mr. Clyde. They refuse to be hurried. Hut eventually we shall have mir answers." With Evelyn beside me the hours no longer dragged. We talked unceasing* ly; reviewing everything from the re? ceipt of the lirst letter; conjecturing on each of the score of little problems making up the one greal mystery, but arriving at nothing definite; adding, if changing conditions tit all, to our own confusion, And If. In passing, at Intervall, a bore opportunity offered, l Bpoke ten* <l? r words and pleaded for a definite, or at U as! a < loser, more Intimate un j derstandlng b< iween us, who shall say i that I was to blame? Bhe was never j more lovely, never more appealing than ehe was that morning; and 1 begged for an admission of a senti? ment above and beyond tho mere sis? terly regard to which hitherto she had persisted in limiting her expressed af? fection for me. ' More than once I had read in her eyes?without unseemly conceit, I trust I may be permitted this asser? tion?what I now asked in lip avowal. But there seemed to be with her a no- , tlon that the occasion was ill-suited to my plea. "Philip," she said, "dear Philip, I care for you very much; almost as much as I care for XTncle Robert. You have been very good to me, and very good to him, and if I could tell you that I love you in the way you ask, I?N And there she hesitated a shade of a second. "Even if I could tell you," she corrected, "I wouldn't tell you now. It is not stubbornness, Philip. It is just a woman's way. Ask me again, when Uncle Robert is well, and all this horrible nightmare has passed. Promise me that you will ask me again!" "Never fear," I returned, "I'll ask you." "And promise me, too," she added, "that until all the skies are clear once more, you will not rr.:.. lect." I was on the verge of i;rorr;ising; not because it would be an ?.: :- ? prom? ise to keep, for I know it would be very difficult; but because I could deny her nothing. I was on the verge, 1 say, when the library door opened, and Louis, pale and excited, and so in naste that he had not paused to knock, was exclaiming: "Monsieur Cameron! Pardon! Mais, enfin, etesvour- prete?" A score of fears springing instantly to birth within us, Evelyn and I were on our feet before the speech, rapid iy delivered as it was, was finished. Were we ready! We evidenced our readiness In no such voiceless thing as words. Louis stood aside for us to pass, and as I went by him, I asked, under my breath: "What is it, Louis?" "Ah!" he whispered. "Monsieur Cameron is talking in the strange tongue which neither Monsler Bryan j nor I myself can understand." CHAPTER XIX. The Pang of Disillusion. The sick room was dark. So dark that for a little, until our eyes accus? tomed themselves to it, we could bare? ly distinguish objects. But our ears j required no attuning. Even In the pas- i sageway, separated by a heavy mahog ?B7 door, we had hint of what was go lug on within; and as we entered, a hoarse tirade smote us In the gloom, like an assault from ambush. To us both the tone and words were alike unfamiliar. In Inflection and modulation the voice was str?nge A.nd the uttered sounds were a coarse, hor? rid Jargon. Once I fhought I detected ' an English oath, but I was not sure. Evelyn clutched my hand and I could feel against me the tremble of her slim young body. Gladly I would have spared her this ordeal, but I had been no less unprepared than she. And now, as gradually shapes defined them- \ selves less dimly in the gloom, the hor- j ror grew; and, held by It, speechless,! inert, I stood where I had paused? the quivering girl very close beside | me?staring, listening, wondering. It was a large rocn, lofty of celling, with high windows, across which heavy curtains were drawn; and the only light was that which stole be? tween these hangings or nitered , through three dark, richly-colored,1 glass medallions set in a side wall. Cameron's bed, a massive, ornately carved four-poster, was hang with fringed and embroidered velvet, and in the dusk of the chamber it took on the somber likeness of a catafalque, add? ing to the eerie seeming a touch of the funereal. Incongruously from the shadowy midst of it came that ranted ' rigmarole of strange words, now high pitched, now bass, now guttural. What had at first seemed a moving gray patch had developed by degrees into the white, night-robed, sitting fig? ure of the invalid, swaying excitedly, i with arms extended In ceaseless ges- , tures. For a long moment this un? canny object had held my gaze, but presently near the bed's foot, I des? cried Bryan's white uniform and the sight brought a measure of relief. In response to a beckoning head-tilt, the nurse joined us. "I thought you had better come," he whispered, quite calmly. "I thought possibly you might understand what he is saying." "But I don't," I whispered back. "If it's a real language I never heard It. What do you imagine it is?" "1 have an Idea It's. Chinese," he an? swered. "It sounds like the Muff you hear at a Chinese theater, and I (aught two or three words ct pidgin English, just bet?re you?" tie broke off suddenly, and plucked at my sleeve. "There!" be murmured. "Did you hear that? Maskee. That waa plain enough. It means 'never mind.' A lit? tle while i;go he wai evidently trying to hurry sonn' one. It was chop-chop about every other ientence." Evelyns eyea shone luminous in the gloom. "Can't you give him Bonn thing to quiet him?" she b? gged. "It's awful to let him go on like this. It's cruel. He Beenia to be In Buch distress." "'1 can, of course," Bryan returned. "But I thought Mr. Clyde was anxious to have everything he said reported, and?" "Oh, do give him something," she insisted. Bryan lefl ua to obi y. l .. ? him Btop si r table u* at' I he b< h nd it: the half light I i uught the giint ol a hypodermic b.vringe. But, as if scent? ing his purpose, Cameron's voice lulled abruptly. For a second or two be waa quiet, and then, before any one of us, I think, suspected his purpose, he turned, suddenly, swiftly, and slipped from beneath the bed clothes to the floor where he stood erect, with arms upraised and tensed, shouting In shrill, strident key what seemed to be orders, directed not at one but at a horde. The great bed separated him from both Bryan and myself, but we skirted it in haste, and came upon him be? fore he had taken more than a single step. As we confronted him, his arms lowered and his clenched fists shot , forward threateningly. But a far mors startling happening at this June- ! ture was his abandonment of his jar- ? gon, and his adoption of Intelligible English. "Below!" he yelled, fiercely. "Be? low, you yellow dogs! Below, I say! Every cur's son of you! Below!" Despite this truculence he was not difficult to master. Together Bryan and I grappled him; in another mo? ment we had him flat on his bed once more, and the nurse was pressing home the piston of that little shining instrument of glass and silver which I had so recently seen him take up from the medicine table. For a moment the patient rolled about, restlessly, muttering strange oaths, mingled with suppliant mur? murs. And to me this was the most sadly trying part of the incident I would gladly have retreated, but Eve? lyn begged me to wait. "Just until he is quiet," she pleaded; "just until he falls asleep." At l#ngth he lay quite still and we thought from his regular breathing be had succumbed to the narcotic, and so were about to go, when he started up with a little feeble cry, low-voioed, but clearly distinct. "No, no, for God's sake, not that! I didn't kill them. I swear I didn't kill them. It was an accident She stove on a rock. I?I?didn't I say! I didn't ?I?" His voice trailed into silence. He dropped back, heavily, upon the pit lows. He slept (TO BE CONTINUED) BLIND TIGER POUND GUILTY. Goo. Siiaw Guilty of Transporting Li? quor and Adelaide James of Stor? ing. In the police court Monday Geo. Shaw, colored, was found guilty of transporting liquor for unlawful purposes and was sentenced to pay $50 or serve 30 days, while Adelaide James was also convicted of storing liquor and was given a choice be? tween a fine of $30 and 30 days. Rees James who had also been ar? rested was found not guilty and was dismissed. Rees, who has been up in the Re? corder's court a number of times on various charges in connection with illegal liquor traffic, claimed that he had refused t< receive the liquor from Shaw as the latter had declined to make terms which he considered suitable. Shaw had, however, placed the liquor in his house while he vas not at home and without his consent. Both negroes paid their fines. The arrests were made by Officer H. G. McKagen on Saturday. TO RIDE BOTH WAYS. President Will observe Ancient Cus? tom ol* Returning Prom Inugnral With New Executive. Washington. Jan. 21.?White House official! announce.1 tonight that Presi? dent Taft expects to observe one of the ancient customs of inauguration day. abandoned by his predecessors, and will ride back up Pennsylvania avenue from the capitol to the White House with his successor. This cus? tom was broken by Mr. Roosevelt four years ago when he hurried from the capitol to th?* union station to catch a train for Oyster Hay, leaving Mr. Taft to make tht- journey back up the avenue with Mrs. Taft at his side. At the direction of the president. Col. Spencer Cosby, chief aide at the White House, on his recent visit to Gov. Wilson, asked if the governor desired that this custom be revived. Col. Cosby reported today that Gov. j Wilson was anxious that Mr. Taft ac? company him. \ 11 > FOR THE Poou. "Anti-loan Shark" lust It tit Ion to open in Columbia. Columbia, Jan. 21. A commission has been issued by the secretary of i State for tht- organization of the I Homestead Bunk of Columbia. This Is one of the "Morris plan banks, j w hich have proved so successful and I popular In Norfolk and other cities itt the South, particularly Washington and Atlanta, und its purpose Is lo ac? commodate th.it class of borrowers I who are accustomed t-> secure loans from .'.?> so-called monc> lenders. On this account t he M orris plan bank have come t.? i>< known u> "anti loan I sha rk ha nks." I. : upon tin indorsement ??? their fellow , ! wot kinginen, after an Invest ition ol i ? j ha> e had a ph? noun n:?l rt > "t d In I he GOV. BLEASE INAUGURATED. FOR SECOND TIME HE TAKES HI 3 OATH AS CHIEF EXECC7TV1 OF STATE. Declares Hi* Allegiance to His Friends ? Warns Against Appro? priations i'?>r Colleges ami Faid Lobbyist?Lieut, Governor smith Sworn in. Columbia, Jan. 21.?At noon before the joint assembly the governor was sworn in by Magistrate W. Pink Caskey, of Lane- ster. His exc? 11? ncy th?n delivered his inaugural address. The galleries and floor were crowded. In his address the governor reaf? firmed his allegiance to his friends and threatened to veto appropriations for State colleges unless itemized. He warned against "paid lobbyists' and touched on other matters. The Gov? ernor spoke for one hour. The end of his speech had a specific tone. Lieut. Gov. Chas. A. Smith, was sworn in by Chief Justice Eugene B. Gary. GREAT PAINTING AT LXCOSlTK>N "The Shadow of the Cross." tho Most Discussed Work in the World to Be on Exhibit. Washington, Jan. 20.?After several weeks of delicate negotiation, the di? rectors of the National corn exposition at Columbia, S. C, have succeeded in gaining from Dr. W. L. Wright of Washington City the privilege of ex? hibiting Henry Hammond Ahl's mir? acle painting, "The Shadow of the Cross." The "Shade w of the Cross" is prob? ably the most discussed work ever produced by an artist, not because the artist intended that it should be so, but because of conditions over which he had no control and which, down to date, neither clergyman nor chemist has been able to account for. The picture is of the Christ. Viewed in the full light it is a splendid but not unusual type. With lights turned off in utter darkness, the miracle ma? terializes. From the clouds in the background there emanates a vivid glow that C rows out the figure of the Master in silhouette. Around the head there appears a luminous halo and athw; rt the whole picture and behind the figure falls the shadow of the cross. Ahl, the artist, did not discover the marvels of his work until it was near? ly finished. He had begun a concep? tion of the Christ at the earnest behest of a close friend, so he gave it up. .One day while dining the idea that he had sought to grasp but failed came to him in a flash, and, rising, he hurried to his studio and took rp again the work upon his picture. When it was near completion he had occasion to go one night to his studio. He entered in darkness, and was astounded to encounter a strange light, which upon close inspection proved to be an emanation from the picture upon which he was at work. Before him was a shadowy form of the Christ he was painting, but against a hackground of changing light and with a magnificent aura which he had never painted. Athwart it all WUS the shadow of the cross, and this, too, he had not intended. Ahl worked not another day upon bis picture. He was of a deeply religious nature, and his unintentional results impressed him so strongly that he would not again put brush to canvas, but left the picture in the uncompleted state. Later it went into the hands of Dr. Wright, ; leo a man of deep religious feeling, ? id he has sent it about the country a< various times for exhibition for the benefit of religious or semi religious rganizations. No one has been able to account for the effect* which the artist did net paint. Chemists have tried by analy? sis to find some luminous quality in the paint, but have found only the ordinary pigments. It has been the cause of contentions of much heat be between theologtsts, hut it is today as much a miracle unsolved as it was ?>n the night the artist came up on it in his studio. Tin- proceeds will *?< devoted to some South Carolin.i charity. BALL S OKM M IA \B\NDO\l l>. IVotlidonN for it Stricken From Con* grt*ti*ionl Resolution. Washington, Jan. 21. President? elect Wilson's inaugural hall was i>f licialh ? bandoned today, when the house committee providing lor the ceremonies ot March t struck it out i?f tie congressional resolution ad 11 cover* I be pi ogrnmnsr sMi i n i \Di:it ?.>t \i; w um i>o it in ?I al i vtiolihiirg Home?h\n I Ittltlrcti nr?? Mi With s?*arlt*t IV\.i. hax Ing *? arlet IV \ er. H is young* st , hi!d Is i ui ? k w.t a broncho pneu? monia. The child u'ith wartet fevei * is improi Ing.