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Frank D. Brookens, Fayetteville, was held for court yesterday following a hearing before Magistrate J. E. Miller on the charge of aggravated assault and battery on James E. Peters, Fayetteville.

Peters was shot in the right hand. The hand was so badly mangled by the rifle bullet that four fingers were' amputated at the base Peters said that on two other occasions he had reason to fear violence at him When they gol threatened him with to the station he didn get up. didn't move at all. "What do you mean?" "He did us a good turn, Esther. He was quite dead poisoned, beyond doubt." "Poisoned! I wonder how he did It?" "It is amazing, isn't it? It was the stolid calmness of the fellow that put them off, I suppose.

They think he must have taken something he had ready when he blew his nose." She looked at him, her pupils dilated, trying to adjust her ideas to this new development She felt 6trangely bewildered. "It seems so so stupid! I can't take it in. A clever man like that he a shotgun, Peters said. WHAT THE STARS PREDICT FOR YOU (Copyright. 1928.

by the Wheeler Syndicate, Inc. I This is read by astrologers as an uncertain day in planetary government, but the aspects are not strongly marked. The morning is a first rate time to settle up old accounts and to take stock of one's finances. Under this sway the political orator may meet with enthusiastic applause, for the mind will open to all suggestions that convey criticisms or prejudice. Women will be less suspectible to disease than men, if the stars are rightly read.

They should safeguard their nerves, however. The seers warn the young against "sleep starvation" more prevalent in this country than anywhere because of the custom of early rising after late hours of amusement or dissipation. Persons whose birthdate it is ma7 have something to do with hospitals in the coming year which will be nevertheless fortunate. Children born on this day prob ably will be exceedingly loyal and affectionate! TOMORROW IS FALL REGISTRATION DAY S3 HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH Ci Drowns in Swimming Pool at Carlisle Barracks BRITISH PLANE HOPS OFF JQR NEW YORK waul auawnri ojnuml i3 mmWESTWARD 'This Advertisement WIBeReadin Morethan Central Pennsylvania HOMES hothtr)iirifpaptriatlftatiifrkf JoCoufaaccKtaugtcfboinitaltoIfl arattaSdotsth HARRISBURG TELEGRAPH Central PamSyvaaicif rtatttDailj STAKTB MY' ususrs UNI mm CHAPTER IT. A FAMILY COMPLICATION Early in 1917 John Pybus sold himself up, lock, stock and barrel, and after paying all his creditors, disappeared from Winter bourn with some twenty five pounds in his pocket He disappeared, too, out of the lives of his sons.

He had cursed them, and without wishing that the old iellow's course would come home to roost, they found it convenient to remain estranged. Not that they made no effort to find the old man, or failed to make a magnanimous gesture. Probyn, softer fibered than his brother, happening to be in the southwest on business, broke a Journey at Winterboum on one reeking December day, and found the little bookshop in other hands. Squeezed in between two bigger buildings rather like a child in a crowded railway carriage, it reproached Probyn. It looked cold and gray.

His father's name had disappeared. The paint was cracked ana peeling, and Probyn was a fur lined coat. He had made inquiries. His father's putting up of the shutters had signalized a voluntary bankruptcy. John Pybus had departed with honor, but no one knew what had become of him.

It took Probyn three months to discover that his father was earning a living as a tram conductor in a midland town. Probyn held out a filial and magnanimous hand. It was repulsed. John Pybus was not to be pitied. He was quite capable of working.

He had no intention of accepting three pounds a week and ogscurity in a south coast watering place or a London suburb. He said in effect, "You can keep your money, the money that ought to have gone to the men out there in the trenches." Obstinate old man. After that there was silence, and the silence lasted for ten years. The two Pybus sons had made use of their opportunities. Probyn had bought and sold mills; he had a place at Wina over in Bucks; in 1920 he was knighted; Dolly Pybus became Lady Pybus; Lancelot was at Eton.

Conrad, still a bachelor, and in the cream and the plumpness of the forties, had translated sundry shipping deals into a country estate and culture, and some two hundred thousand pounds safely stowed away. Old pybus came ai last to vasue Craven. He liked the 'arge sky and the rolling country, and the cheerful human bustle of the inn, and he little stone cottage he was allowed to occupy between the garden of the Saracen's Head and the castle Held. He had a niche. He was both a nobody and a He had books and one or two intimates.

After his tea each evening, John Pybus led the pigeons. White fan tails, blue rocks ana half breeds, they came to him from the red roofs of the inn's stables and outhouses, and from the ruins of the castle. Any time of the day he had only to take his stand in the stone paved yard or broad passage between his mttaff and the inn garden, and SXTURDXY EVENING nAIUUSBUTlO CTEEEGKSPIl I A TT TPPrnM A HT1 i' ll I I I il ir.rv Ml II 1 I i jl fV By Alice Campbell Once again the wave of color swept over Esther's face, she gave a little nervous laugh. "But you haven't asked me to tnarry you at all, yet!" "I'm asking you now. Besides, you knew I meant to.

I've been malt lng inquiries this afternoon. There re a lot of formalities that have to be gone through with; we have to see an English solicitor, sign a lot of papers, be affiched two Sundays a sort tf banns, you know and then we have to be married at the mairie. Altogether the business takes just ever a couple of weeks, so the sooner one decides the sooner one can set about it. You see? She could think of no reply. Her home, her sisters came into her mind.

She stammered, then laughed Piin with a lump in her throat, ose tears again! She mustn't be stupid I There was a sharp rap at the iidoor, more business like than the jjast. "Who In hell is that?" Roger fcurst out in irritable annoyance. It proved to be the valet, obsei tjuious and apologetic, yet full of Importance. "There is a sergeant de ville to speak with monsieur," he Informed them mysteriously, but with a Frenchman's full appreciation of the ruptured tete a tete. "IH have to go, I suppose," Roger Informed her, "but 111 get it disposed of as quickly as possible." iTen minutes went slowly by.

She bad tried not to let Roger see how much she dreaded the prospect of the witness box. In her present state of nerves she felt she might be guilty of a hundred contraditions and indiscretions, if faced with the basilisk eyes and overpowering personality of the man she feared. At the very thought of him she began to tremble all over as though with ague. It was perfectly absurd, of course, but there it was. Still now, if she chose, she could face the trying experience as a married woman, as Rcger Clifford's wife.

That security somehow promised her a new strength. Roger's wife! And in a fortnight's time! A different sort of tremor seized her, a frisson of exquisite joy The door opened, Roger came towards her, took her hands again in his, and looked at her closely. She grew apprehensive of what he had to tell her. "What is What has hapten ed?" first to runaway, then throw up the sponge. "I know, that's the way It strikes me, too; he seemed at the last so lacking in resource.

Still, he was probably like one of those big, heavy cars that are wonderful on the straight, but can't turn quickly in a sharp corner. Take one of those two ton "Or the Juggernaut," she sug gested slowly. "By Jove, yes, the Juggernaut jhe was like that." He looked at her with an awful realization of how near her slender body had come to being ruthlessly crushed by the human machine simply because it happened to put itself in the path. That he, too, had all unconsciously been in the path and had barely escaped destruction was now of minor importance. For several seconds Esther stood with her hands against her heart, making an effort to grasp, to envisage, the whole of her strange adventure.

Since she had set foot in Cannes two months ago she had watched an old man done slowly to death, had saved a life that meant everything to her, and had been di lectly responsible for the events leading up to two deaths. What a part she had played! She could scarcely take it in She came out of her reverie to find herself in Roger's strong arms, his lips warm upon hers. Thought deserted her for a breathless moment. "Do you know what I'm thinking?" he whispered in what might he termed the first conscious interval. "There may not be any pressing necessity for an immediate wedding and yet "Yes?" she murmured, her face against his, her heart beating fast.

"Well, a fortnight is a pretty long engagement at least for me. What do you say?" Her answer, somewhat muffled, came after a longish pause. "Since you force me to admit it," fhe whispered against his neck, "it's quite long enough for me too!" THE END. PASTOR BLOWN INTO STREET; BADLY HURT Williamsport, April 21. The Rev.

I Milton K. Foster, aged 91 years, the nestor of the Central Pennsylvania "Don't be frightened. They haveJ 77X1 caught Sartorius. They captured I 7 him aboard a fruit boat in the har the. sidewalk into the street bar.

about an hnnr sen. The hnat sunerea a iracture oi me mp, was under sailing orders, bound for a port in Morocco, they think the captain was a friend of Sartorius'. Anyway, they surrounded the doctor in his cabin; he didn't put up any fight simply looked at them, blew his nose, and followed them up without a word." She stared at him blankly, wondering what more he had to say. "Yes go on. What then? "They handcuffed him; of course, and let him sit between two of them in his car.

He was quite com posed, nothing, to It was dark inside the car, they couldn't see him very well. One of the of ficers thought he leaned against Three Generations By WARWICK DEEPING 1 SYNOPSIS Old John Pybus, formerly a bookseller In London And later In Winterboum, li Miring as a porter in an Inn at Cattle Craven when one of hi tons aees him there. He's been estranged from both bis sons since the beginning ot the war. whistle his pigeon call, and half a dozen birds would come to him. There were some of them ready to follow him into the cottage, but since the fan tails shed white feathers and John Pybus had a passion for tidiness, he allowed them as far as his doorstep, but no further.

The cottage was half stone, half red brick, with a pantiled roof. The kitchen faced the inn. The window of the living room looked out over John Pybus' patch of garden, and beyond it to the green slopes of the castle field and to the castle itself with its walls tufted with wallflower and snapdragon. John Pybus made his own bed. It was a very simple affair, a camp bed of green canvas with one army blanket below and one above and a pair of cotton sheets between them His furniture, too, was of the simplest, a couple of Windsor chairs, an oak table very worm eaten, a five tier deal bookcase full pf books, a basket chair with a red cushion, a square of green cord carpet to cover the floor.

His bedroom floor had no carpet On the living room mantle niece in front of a little gilt framed mirror he kept a calendar, his pipes, a tobacco tin and three photographs, the photos of his wife and his two sons. It was an ironic yet human touch. He. fetched in his own water and, swept his own floors, though help was available. The women liked John Pybus.

He was a clean and handsome old man. They spoke of him always as Mr. Pybus, and in an irreverent age that was no light tribute. He read a great deal by the light of a paraffin lamp with a green shade, sitting in the basket chair with the red cushion, and wearing horn rimmed spectacles. He read poetry and philosophy.

He was a great admirer of Blake. He was both classical and modern. He subscribed to one of the London libraries, and each month he had a box of books sent down. He was amazingly up to date in bis knowledge of social tendencies and of scientific thought His interest in life was deep and unabated. Mr.

Conrad drove over to Wind over. Mr. John Pybus' presence at Castle Craven, within a morning's drive of both Windover hall and Chlois court, was a family complication and Conrad was a cautious fellow. Turning in at the lodge gates between two stonepillars capped with eriffins. he saw before him the fa mous avenue of beeches arched liked a great green tunnel.

Always there was a soft, cool movement oi air under the spreading boughs of the old trees. The gray trunks were spaced like the pillars of a temple, and the cool drift of the air between them made young Lance Pybus imaging that he was feeling the breath of the divine afflatus. He was an Imaginative lad; he had a. temperament Mr. Conrad Pybus, proof against all such fancies, saw the redness of the Queen Ann house glowing at the end of the avenue.

The old brickwork had the sun upon it and the sashes of its windows were very wWte. Chlois Court was Gothic conceived by some early Victorian, and though Conrad's l.cusc had a more dramatic exterior than his brothers, Conrad was a little envious of that old red brickwork. It was so mellow. It suggested that Probyn himself had mellowed more gracefully than had his younger brother. Yes, there was something Georgian about Probyn.

He had developed a country manner, or what he conceived to be a country manner. Conrad stopped his car on the gravel to the east of the yew hedge and the terrace. Through the square openings in the yew hedge he had glimpses of Probyn's lawns, and the flower borders, and the peached lines of the Dutch garden. It was all very still, and slightly autumnal, with the dew yet upon it and rome of the old trees showing here and there a tinge of yellow. Conrad's broad nostrils seemed to narrow.

Always it appeared to him that Probyn's head gardener got better results than bis man did at Chlois Court Damn the fellow! Still, his dahlias were always better than Probyns. Jealousy can include the most trivial of details. You might be jealous of your brother, but you entered his house informally and Conrad walked towards the terrace, but in the angle that the yew hedge made with the southeast corner of the house young Lance was reading Noel Coward plays. He had tucked a deck chair into this sheltered corner. His flannel trousers were well up to his knees; his dark blue socks were the socks of a rowing man.

He wore a white, blue edged Third Trinity blazer. "Hallo, Conrad." "Hallo, my lad." There was a sulkiness in ithese salutations, for Probyn's son had the knack of making his uncle feel aggressive and uncomfortable. Eton and Trinity! This second edition of the Pybus text book had received the author's corrections. It was a more complete and polished product. It could lounge in a chair, and glancing up casually, address its uncle as "Hallo, Conrad." Young prig! "Father in?" "Try the library." Lance Pybus resumed his reading, and his uncle walked on towards the French window of, the library.

He disliked his nephew, because Lance even as a child had been a creature of queer aloofness, the kind of boy who watched you and listened to you with a mysterious grave face, and remained insultingly silent Lance's very looks were curiously disturbing to his uncle. There was something challenging in the eager, upward lift of the head. His dark hair gave, the impression of being blown back. It was like the head of youth running swiftly against the wind. His broad face, with its large and sensitive mouth and short nose, had a young matureness, a reticent but sparkling obstinacy.

And there were those very blue eyes, either very bright and near or very distant. They were the eyes of that incorruptible old man his grandfather. (To be continued) (Copyright, 192S, by Warwick Deeping) JEWISH CENTER AID TO YOUTH A comnrehensive program of sports, lectures and concerts are the offerings enjoyed by members of the Jewish Community Center, which has as its aim the best cul tural and recreational interests of those enrolled. A gymnasium provides means or recreation for the members of the Y. M.

H. A. and Y. W. H.

A. Classes are provided for boys from 7 to 21 and for business men. Girls' classes include ages from 12 to 18, and for young women over 18. Two hundred individuals attend the classes weekly. The work of the organization comes the Harrisburg Welfare Federation and is given considerable support by It.

Upward of twenty five clubs of young people profit by this work and the total membership amounts to about 750 persons. The effort of the organization is directed toward recreations which will compete with the inadequately supervised recreational centers. It also represents the organized effort of the Jewish citizens to take their place and part in growing American life. The highest ideals of, character development and communal leader ship are the aims of the Jewish Center and its members are given the benefit of many phases of recreational life such as lectures and musical programs which bring leaders in practically every field before the audiences. DILLSBURG DRIVER HELD IN ACCIDENT Dillsburj, April 21.

W. F. Nelson, Dillsburg R. while driving an automobile on the Carlisle pike towards Dillsburg on the night of March 5, side swiped and ditched the touring car of John J. Kehm, York, it is alleged, and then continued on his Journey without stopping.

Nelson yesterday was arrested by Motorcycle Officer John H. Billet of York, on a warrant issued by Alderman Jacob Stager, on charges of failing to stop and give assistance after an accident HARRIED TWO CHASED ACROSS PA. April 21. Charged with having married two women residing within thirty miles of each other, within seven months, Ray Williams, 25, of Long Island, is being held here or to Suffolk county, L. Mrs.

Williams No. 1 became a mother last Sunday, according to authorities. Williams was arrested by a detective. win with local police, after he had chased the fugitive halfway across Pennsylvania. SALESMAN IS HELD; TOO ENTERPRISING Chambersburr, April 21.

Reporting that he had between fifteen and twenty telephone calls from farm women, who said they had been frightened by alleged high pressure business tactics of one or more agents for a picture enlarging and framing concern, Sheriff R. IL Renfrew yesterday announced the arrest of a man giving the name 3f George F. EraL It was said that at the home of Mrs. Fannie Oberholser, Greene township, Eral removed a picture from a frame and at the home of Mrs. Eber Wenger, the same section, he took a picture from Mrs.

Wenger's bands. Both women lodged complaint and Eral was ar rested, i Pastor to Retan Lock Haven, April 21. The Rev. J. Ellsworth Creps, pastor of the Fleming Methodist Church, has notified the trustees of the church that he will occupy the pulpit heio Sunday.

The Rev. Mr. Crens called to Pittsburgh several weeks ago by tne sencus illness of his mother Who is much imnroved. Ti wtfa was called to Washington, D. at about the same time hv th rHtwi illness fi her father, and whii there small son became seriously ill.

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