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#The clock strikes ten. 'Bed, | children! orders Mrs. Merrick in her quiet, but comma! obedience is her reward." De Whe Ti Spy ny BSR Le Merrick." : more breath-taking mystery of dual personality has ever been solved than that of Mrs. Kate Mer- rick, which has finally ceased to baffle London and, by its solution, has set the entire city gasping. By day, "Mother Merrick," the devoted conventional parent of eight children; by night, "The Jungle Girl of the Tenderloin." day, a woman who wouldn't let her sons have latchkeys; who kissed them and put them to bed, and who frowned cen- upon anything approaching hi- ; by night, the originator of the su ean "halls of revelry," where gilded debauchees held sway. By day, Mrs. Grundy; w night, some- osely approaching Bernard Shaw's { ce heroine of "Mrs. Warren's is the tragic and almost incredible tale of Kate Merrick, who now, stripped r jewels and reputation, is bot a for the police and the cho- And the latter are persistently definite us question, no yet. But science more Dn + y com. tha Sid with the aid of its latest meth- ds, it will be able to fathom even that ip and dark secret. h ng continuity" of Mrs, Mer- life is in racy and readable epi- which far surpass the most bizarre was a gentle; ref woman, one would never pick for a connol revelries and crimson sins. certain London suburb noted for its l bil! knew Mrs. Lit on This ing, voice. Instant £0, A rninedon. Londen. the rounas, Jocking windows and adjusting covers over the sleepy little forms. The cap is an essential part of her unassum- ing costume, for is it not necessary "to keep off the draughts?" In reality, it conceals an elaborate coiffure, marceled to the last dagrée and costing a pretty nny in a West End hair-dressing establishment. The gown, also, has its uses. Beneath its dull folds, satin and silk could be uncovered with a twitch of the fingers, while it likewise shrouds rubies and pearls which scarcely suggest the housewife. . The clock strikes eleven. All the chil dren are wrapped in deep slumher ~ Aiterally "dead to the world." "But not so their devoted parent. Slipping into an anteroom, she doffs her simple raiment with a lightning -like gesture, and with the stealthy tread of a panther glides down the stairs and into the garden, a chan: and even transfi woman. The night-club e which "Mother Merrick" queened it ascended to astound- ing heights of yopulasity. So much money came pouring in that it overflowed her coffers, and subsequently set her active brain into accelerated motion. Why, she Jondered, would it not be possible--and ucrative--to establish an unde und de luxe dugout, immune from police or- ders to close early and where "anything went"? She * decided * that the 'scheme would work if run by a woman so brilliant as herself --and it. did. Therein lay her un- di for if "Mother Merrick" been content with her first co de- vices she t never have fallen the toils of the law. The chain of subterranean ro - Discos which she founded leaped nk eno e with blase u fous and the dissipated. To one, in espe- cial, of these haunts ' sinister > . became J , since it made a practice of the wine. ed pranks of as as one of Bo Queen Miss Vashti Roop, the Young Habitue of the De Luxe Merrick "Dug- Out," Whose Admirer, Dean, Exposed the "Model Mamma" Theory. osina Model Mamma as the Underworld Weird Dual Personality of London's New "Mrs. Warren,' as Revealed 4+ . in Scotland Yard's Recent Expose and alarmed. Ho made up his mind to stop : her attendance on parties in such an atmosphere. The result was drastic. Ti 3 : Dean, Scotland Yard sent a squad of picked men to surround the sub- cellar "cafe; the place was raided, "Mother Merrick" taken prisoner, and the whole story of her double soul bared to a horrified d. But while she sits disconsolately in her cell, thumbing the well-worn Bible . whieh she always carried in her pocket, orem when enthroned asa hefarigus night~ prop: & very outlook on her future existence. For her Leicester Square Girl," but never will that mean, but where Interior of a Typical London Night-Club, Such as Led to the Double-Souled Mrs. Merrick's Undoing. a a |