The Argosy, Vol. 81, No. 4 — page 198: what you’re looking at

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Wire: you ever asked to name two or three people who could vouch for it that you — were a perfectly respectable and reliable individual? And wasn’t your mind for a minute or two a whirling blank as to whom to call upon? Even though you might count your friends by the legion. Consider, then, the situation if you were among strangers, with the exception of one person with whom you had gone to school years before and whom you had not seen since. This is the predicament of Beverly Wayne, a beautiful girl, whose fate becomes A MYSTERY OF ROSCOE CONKLING PARK BY SEWARD W. HOPKINS the name and author of the highly dramatic book-length novel in the April Arcosy. Mr. Hopkins was born in Utica, New York, and has laid the events of his = in that region, so he knows whereof he writes. A wedding is just under the horizon—scheduled for 8 a.m., when the tale opens on the evening before. The wedding does not take place because something else does, still earlier that same morning—something in which Miss Beverly Wayne is very vitally con- cerned. No, she is not the prospective bride, nor is she a girl with whom the groom- to-be had previously been in love. The event which postpones the ceremony is a far more serious one than a contretemps like the latter would be—far more serious, that is, for Beverly Wayne. The man who comes to her rescue is not the bridegroom, but a fellow who has known her less than twenty-four hours, and his act of gallantry serves only to implicate himself and involve the girl still deeper in the meshes of suspicion. What it means and how it all turns out, you can ascertain in the rapidly moving thirty-one chapters of “ A Mystery of Roscoe Conkling Park,’ published complete in the April Arcosy, which will also carry the opening of a new Two-Part Serial, THE HEIR TO THREE MILLIONS BY JOSEPH IVERS LAWRENCE telling what happened to a young man in the butcher business on Eighth Avenue, New York, when he suddenly found himself not wholly undisputed master of an ex- clusive property in Massachusetts. It’s a case where a man’s past, and one which he has not made for himself, either, rises to smite him in the face. What Tom Pender does to the gang that strives to thrust it upon him is well worth reading about, and the story is told in Mr, Lawrence’s happiest style. 764 ComIecbooks (E)