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EVENING LEDGER PHILADELPHIA, FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 10, 191&;
E
II PROMISES JOBS
TO 4000 REPUBLICANS
JS HE OPENS CAMPAIGN
f-1 ' '
late for Mayor Favors
Speedy Transit, Parks, Har
bor Improvement ana
Good Paving
llfVARE LEADER WITH HIM
fmmlMnK to restore City Hall Job. to
i 4000 jiepuDucnii u.i.... ...on
i nilRLPU 1IUII1 wi a. a. i uu..n
V, BUnkenburg administration, Thomas
1 Smith. Organization "harmony" enn
Cj,,, for Mayor, actively opened his
mpl ,Mt nlBht by adare"lnK
'L In, the 21st and 22d Wards.
s Hmlth was accompanied toy W. Frccland
Untenant, in order publicly 'to place the
'.""".Timn of approval upon him. He
? Rehired that he, would make his cam-
taint 4n the platform of a constructive
. !iinitratlon. and announced that he
r;0a high-speed transit, more parks
"j ...irnvs. harbor Improvements. Im-
trcet paving and
a perfected
iewtraff system.
F f have one political ammuon, ne sam,
IV -.n.1 that l to show the people of Phil-
Z.I ilvs a clean, honest, consistent and
SogrtUve administration."
i! smith paid a glowing tnoute to oon
JSrmii William B. Vare for Vare's
Snanlmlty" In withdrawing from the
nvoralty contest in ravor ot ine i-en-
SSSeNlchol candidate, Smith.
The meeting in tne ua vara was neia
l Parker's Hall. Price street and Gor
Santown avenue. The 21st Ward meet
iniiwas held at the rooms of tho 21st
Ward Republican Club, 4U3 Main street.
Tonttht the "harmony" candidate will
ht led Into the Varo bailiwick, In an
flirt to arouse enthusiasm for him
among the Vare followers, who have been
Xlwrruntled since Congressman Vare quit
Xe mayoralty race In favor of Smith
at tho nisiono vny -u"iiin.:u juccuua
l..t WPtK.
b Smith, accompanied by Kendrlck, at 8
o'clock will visit tne juasi una ucpuD
lltan Club, Broad and Ellsworth streets,
where the 26th Ward workers will be
Hiembled to meet him He will then
to to the Union Republican Club, Broad
tet and Snyder avenue, where he will
ildress a combination meeting of the
active Organization men of the 1st, 2d. 3d,
Ith and 39th Wards. At 9 o'clock he
all; speak In the 48th Word. 20th street
Mid Snyder avenue: at s:30 in tne 3Gth
Ward, Point Breeze avenue and Wharton
jtrtet, and at 19 o'clock in the 30th ward,
tltOi and Fltzwater streets.
CITY MUST CAY $10,000,000
f Byaif Notifies Councils Court Order
f jneans immeuiuiu ir uyuicuk ui
k Parkway Damages
Kot less than $10,000,000 will be paid by
the cltv within the next year for proper-
ties condemned along the Parkway, ac
cording to City Solicitor Ryan, who
' points out in an opinion to Councils that
1 a rcent decision of the Supreme Court
f Biskcs the 1916 payments obligatory.
S, The court decided that the Reformed
Church in America owned tne property
itJK2 Arch street and Is-entitled to have
Asmases assessed immediately. Sir.
Ryat) 'a'a IBS properties are legally In
m sure position as the church, and this
net will have to be taken into consiaer
ttTon by Councils In fixing tho appro
priations for next year.
Rjon calls attention to the fact that
much money will be needed for the Park
way, upon which, from 1006 to date, only
(8,2S(71 has been expended. He also
railed attention to the fact that the city
U lthln 12,500,000 of the limit of the
total borrowing capacity, based upon
uic tue oi rem estate.
THE DAILY STORY
Madge of the Chorus
"Firmer Wentworth's habitually genial
! was swept by a mighty thunder
cloud. His son Warren stood quietly by
tnl there was a smile, half sorrowful, but
wtolly determined, on his countenance.
'2 am going to marry her in any case,
Utter," the boy said. "I love Madge and
nothing you or any one else says or may
oo win prevent me."
'then you will not get one cent of my
OBy to squander on your chorus girl
Wei" thundoted old Wentworth. "They
r all alike, everv one, nf them nnd th
H 8f decent the young cub the moro eas-
E, ' ""v fu" uio wool over his eyes.
I . .d nop'a to brlnf Madge hereto
farm with me," Warren said; "but
,..m.? jrou reiuse even to meet the girl I
suing io marry I will leave and seek
wployment in the city."
J .?ear 80n" the farmer laughed
iWrrically, "a chorus girl would fit into
2"V"' aD0Ut well as a cock In a
- WMKlWlV flat. I ifnnht If aha .an Aam
.k or sweep a floor," he finished
ithfully,
any case I shall marry Madge
2JJek from today," Warren told his
'"fvyment by that time.''
'aS",1"0111 'auirhed, but there was a
JJ J&clc of mirth In his laughter. "You
rfeTet as all men do who select a
"at from the chorus. Keep mo
"n. He turned and lft tho room
JJJJW Warren could apaak another word.
fsMr In thn Av h kjiu U 4I.& farm
KJ?4 'Wentworth sank Into a loneliness
e r.i.iuuna mat even the thought or
"JW wife as a visitor was balm.
the Cltv Vmiviw WnHltifn.ik 1nAlar1
fe'Twj'Whtre for work and in the end was
C? mail salary in an automobile
i5? bad tried to persuade Madge
tP"k Marriage on so meager a weekly
PnM Wflfl Alii rf kA ..-.... .m .4 !..
iPJ. true to her Instinct, would not
l!r of it.
KF-you will not marry me now and
Wis? "nre your trials and poverty
ul not marry you e all." The girl's
2, wra went about warren's neck
R whispered wonderful things into
.r, in the end he clasped her tightly
arms and realized that1 on
n's love was worth the entire unl
K Nothing could aver hIvo him
eontentment and happiness that
i s presence offered.
wm take a tiny, tiny flat," she told
and whatever wa do will be lovely,
rawer uvo in one j-oom ana a
and havit that nrmtiv nnf ilnlhtV
; lx room of ugllps. You Just
see now corny 1 tan nx things
' found their una rnnm anil kitchen.
Mlltly marflod and went to house-
Warren left Mad re to da her
5 j;8rdd tK furnishing and even
Had lover as he was. found hlin
stan of constant adoration ne.
of the wonderfal maksshlfts (hat
M out from her prstty head,
one big room: aemed turned Into
fadUe. vet Warren did not know
. th nrettv c)ilnt.ravered things
gjwe from. With amall expenditure,
w rurnisnea a room mat even
r Wentworth. with all his gold,
ttVel In. The two wlda couches
wrt4 in rose chlnU, as wm th;
nioriawe chairs that Madg nao
Up at a sacond-hand shoo. A
H tabla and high chest of drawer
lrtelst btautllUd, and a rat
1 '! U.u Irani vWw whan lUts
"I hftv no pride whrs frlenduhln Is 1
Lin cVned'" ll,1 Madge, 'Our friends
.'! iT Us " we are-won't theyT"
,. "Id not thlnTt there was a woman In
the world who could tu-n one room Into
eix as you do, dear," Warren told her.
vve seem to have n wonderfully con-
, . .. ?ftt 'ct w hvo but ono room
and kitchen. I wish dad could seo you
V?ou.rea,,y are'" he Rdded regretfully.
ine farmer had not sent a wedding
present t0 his son, but each Monday
mornlig two well-fed, roasting chickens
Ca.m.a llhe tlnV "it by parcel post,
i ... ' keen tnem lni starving, at
east,' Wentworth told himself; "that Is
ir that chorus girt wife of his has sense
en.OU,8l2. to cook them." In his oWlnate
mind he doubted even that accomplish
ment. Warren, dear I am going to ask your
rather to come In and have dinner with
us, Madge said for the hundredth time.
No-I will not listen to you this time. I
know you think he should make the first
advance nnd I have let you talk mo out
of asking him In, but now I am going to,
o you may Just not argue." She pressed
her soft lips against his protesting ones
and Warren felt glad that Bhe had at last
overcome his stubbornness. Ho regretted
the companionship of his father more
than even Madge realized.
Wentworth smiled half sorrowfully as
he read the prettily worded note of Invi
tation. It had been Madgo and not War
ren who had written it. In his heart he
supposed tho couple to be In want and
needing his assistance. The meagre sal
ary his son was getting assuredly could
not support a wlto In the city.
The farmer did not hesitate to accept.
Ho, too, was glad In his heart that pride
had gone before a fall, as he supposed
wa"t.M, cnse- lM hls Pocket was a roll
of bills, for which ho expected to be
asxed.
..We? J16 was Booted at the door ot
.o uai Dy a dainty uttlo vision in a soft
pink gown Wentworth drew a gasp of
surprise.
Como i In," she snld, with an alluring
amilo. I am so glad to welcome you.
warren lias not come In yet." She led
the amazed farmer Into tho chintz-hung
room, offered hlin a great cozy chair,
put an ash dish beside him and told him
to consider himself perfectly at home.
",l m? attend t0 the dinner," she then
said, 'lou will oxcuso mo. will you
not?" She sent him another smile antf
slipped Into the kltfhen, leaving an Im
presslon of affection and good will that
her words had failed to suggest. Went
worth leaned back and eyed his dainty
surroundings.
And on 13 a week!" he gaBped In
wardly. "I guess Warren picked n win
ner after all."
And when Warren came In, went first
to tho kitchen and took his wife In his
nrms, before greeting his father, Went
worth knew that his son had found com
plete happiness. A tecond later father
and son had clasped hands, but no words
camo to break the silence of a moment
fraught with emotion.
"You may como into dinner now," cried
Madge from the kitchen, and Went
worth brushed his ejes swiftly while
arren slipped his arm across his
father's shoulders. Madge was laughing
a trifle hysterically when the two ap
peared in the door, but her heart gave
a bound of napplness.
Again Wentworth gaBped in amaze
ment. The kitchen to which he was
taken seemed not a kitchen at all, yet
he knew It to be the room in which
the dinner had been cooked. It was
wnite irom celling to floor and a rug,
quickly put down, was a brilliant red.
He suspected the gas stove to bo be
hind the pretty scarlet screen and the
sink and kettles hiding behind a small
cabinet that dexterous hands had whisked
across It. Snowy muslin concealed every,
thing that suggested a kitchen. The din
ner was excellent and never had his own
chicken been more tastefully cooked.
"I am far too overcome to express mv-
self," the farmer said when the emotion
of meeting had In a measure passed.
"I did not know this world of ours pro
duced such women ns you." he told
Madge, and his genial face was wreathed
by a smile that had not entered there
since Warren had left the farm. "I sup
pose there Is no chance of you coming
back with me the farm Is waiting and
I " He did not finish, 'but drew a
quick breath to hide the shako in his
voice.
Madge cast a glance at Warren's moist
yet glowing eyes, then slipped out of
her chair and put her 'arms about Went
worth'B neck and rested her cheek against
his.
"If you can love me I will even help
milk the cows, and I am frightfully
afraid of them," laughed Madge.
The farmer drew her closer to him. "I
not only can, but do," he said. "You
are not in this." he added to Warren over
top of Madge's sunny head.
(Copyright. 1015.)
ATTEMPT TO "GET" E.-K. PRICE
Dr. Ely Starts Petition to Remove
Park Commissioner
A petition Is being drawn up under tho
auspices of the Ijemon Hill Association
for the removal of Ell Kirk Price from
the Falrmount Park Commission. The
first step in the movement was taken on
City Hall plaza last night at a meeting
under the auspices of tho association.
The Rev. Dr. James B. Ely asked for
volunteers to sign the petition, and more
than a thousand men and women signi
fied their willingness to do so. Church
people say that Mr. Price Is chiefly re
sponsible for the refusal of the commie
slon to renew the permit of the Lemon
Hill Association to hold religious meet
ings In Falrmount Park.
Police Court Chronicles
Dickie Bird was a high flyer, accord
ing to his own way of thinking. He lived
on the fat of the land and never worked,
for he had a nerve that flinched at notn
ing. Al'hough birds of a feather arc
supported to flock together, Dickie was
somewhat exclusive. This was due to
suspicion of mankind generally and self
protection. Having little faith In the
ways of commerce, Dickie usually took
what he wanted where he found It and
abided by results. In many stores he
usually found the proprietors busy, no he
figured that it woujd be foolish to delay
business by stopping to pay for the arti
cle desired, He applied this method In
a butcher shop near Front street ana
Qlrard avenue and left the place with a
chicken of comfortable proportions.
Bird was wading Into the fowl with
much enthusiasm as he sat tailor fashion
before an open-air flr, when Policeman
.Rafter discovered the banquet, Peace at
any price is Dickie's policy, and he im
mediately offered the oop a leg as a quiet
bribe. But Rafter waa determined.
Anv crime about eating in the street:
oueried Dickie. "That part'a all right.
Mid tho bluecoit. "but you'll hava to ex
plain to thecourt where and how you got
tbDlcktekagred and accompanied tho cop
. the EaVt Qlrard Wenue station. He
Hso brought the remains of the chicken
.iHKo. and was down to the wishbone
vSufaced Magistrate Stevenson. Bird
waw't QU?t. .ure where he got the chick,
but as one was mUalng from a nearby
.tore, Olckl. wu. swecUd
.a d thi JudgV We-U "pull the Twlsh
bone If you eet the Jltfe end you go
free!' but if you get the bl end you get
lDrM?k?o"tPok a grip on the bono with
lmbllM wrer. Then he pulled, the
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LAZAR
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BOOK HI.
CHAPTER VH-(Contlnued).
ITLACUD Eaglo by tho fire and she at
there obediently, while I talked to
Madamo Ursule apart.
Was her mind In this state when she
came to you J"
"She was even a little wilder than she
Is now. Tho girts havo been a benefit to
her."
"They were not afraid of hert"
"Who could bo nfrald of the
child? She Is a lady that'a plain,
M's'r Williams, what sho must
dear
Ah,
havo
gone through I"
"Yet see how happy she looks"
"She always seemed happy enough. She
would come to this house. Bo when tho
Jordans went to Canada, Pierre and I
both said, 'Lot her stay.' "
"Who were tho Jordans?"
"Tho only family that escaped with
tholr lives from the massacre when Bh.
lost her lamlly. Madame Jordan told me
the whole story. They had friends among
the Wlnnebagoes who protected them."
"No, the people In La Bayo did that.
We knew she had another name. But I
think It very likely her title was not used
In the settlement where they lived. Titles
are no help In pioneering."
"Did they call her Madeline?"
"She calls herself Madeline."
How long has she been with your
family?"
"Nearly a year."
"Did the Jordans tell you when this
chango camo over her?"
"Tcs. It was during the attack when
her child was taken from her. She saw
other children killed. The Indians were
nfrald of her. They respect demented
people: not a bit of harm was done to
her. Thoy let her alone, and the Jor
dans took care og her."
The daughter and adopted daughter of
the house camo In with a rush of outdoor
air, and seeing Eagle first, ran to kiss
her on the cheek one nfter tho other.
'.'Madeline has come down," said Mnrle.
"I thought we should conx her In here
some time," said Katarlna.
Between them, standing slim and tall,
their equal In height, sho was yet like
n little sliter. Though their faces were
unllned, hers held a divine youth.
To see her stricken with mlnd-slckncss
nnd the two girls who had dono neither
good nor evil existing llko plants In BUn
shlne, healthy and sound, seemed an In
iquitous contrast.
"Paul has come," Eaglo told Katarlna
and Marie. Holding tholr hands, she
wnlked botwecn them toward me, and
bado thrm notice my height. "I am his
Cloud-Mother," she said. "How droll it
Is thnt parents grow down little, while
their children grow up big!"
Madamo Ursule shook her head pitiful
ly. But the girls really saw the droll
side and laughtcd with my Cloud-Mother.
Separated from mo by an Impassable
bnrrler, she touched me more deeply than
when I sued her most. The undulating
ripple which was her peculiar expression
of Joy was more than I could bear. I
left the room and was flinging myself
from the house to walk In the chill wind;
but sho caught me.
"I will be good!" pleaded my Cloud
Mother, her face In my breast.
Her son who had grown up big, while
she grew down little, went back, to the
family room with her.
My Cloud-Mother sat beside me at
table, and Insisted on cutting up my food
for me. While I tried to eat, she asked
Mnrle and Katarlna and Pierre Grlgnon
and Madame ursule to notice how well
I behaved. The tender-hearted host
wiped his eyes.
Tho river piled hillocks of water In a
strong north wind, and no officer crossed
from the stockade. Neither did any neigh
bor leave his own Are. It seldom hap
pened that the Grlgnons were left with
lrmates alone. Eagle sat by me and
watched the blaze streaming up the chim
ney. Our singular relationship was estab
lished In the. house, where hospitality
made room and apology for all human
weakness.
I believed If her delusions were humor
ed, they would unwind from her like the
cloud which she felt them -to be. The
family had long fallen Into the habit of
treating her ns a child, playing some im
aginary charncter.
She seemed less demented than walking
In a dream. Her faculties asleep. It
was somnambulism rather than mad
ness. She had not the expression of In
sane people, the shifty eyes, the cunning
and perverseness, the animal and torpid
presence.
If I called her Madame de Ferrler in
stead of my Cloud-Mother, a strained nnd
puzzled look replaced her usual satisfac
tion. I did not often uso the name, nor
did I try to make her repeat my own. It
was my dally effort to fall In with her
happiness, for If she saw any anxiety ehe
was quick to plead:
"Don't you like me any more, Paul?
Are you tired ot me, because I am a
Cloud-Mother?"
"No," I would answer. "Lazarre will
never be tired of you."
"Do you think I am growing smaller?
Will you love me If I shrink to a baby?"
"I will love you."
"I used to love you when you were go
tiny, Paul, before you knew how to love
me back. If I forget how" she clutched
the lapels of my coat "will you leave
me then?"
"Eagle, say this: 'Lazarre cannot
leave me.' "
"Lazarre cannot leave me."
I heard her repeating this at her sew
ing. She boasted to Marie Qrignon
"Lazarre cannot leave me! Paul taught'
me that."
My Cloud-Mother asked me to tell her
the stories she used to tell me. She had
forgotten them.
"I am the child now," she would say.
"Tell me the stories."
I repeated mythical tribe legends, gath
ered from Skenedonk on our long rides,
making them as eloquent as I could.
She listened, holding her breath, or sigh
ing with contentment.
Eagle watched me with maternal care.
If a hair dropped on my collar she
brushed it away, and smoothed and set
tled my cravat. The touch of my Cloud
Mother, familiar and tender, tike the
touch of a wife, charged through me wUh
torture, because she waa herself so un
conscious of It.
Before I had been in the house a week
she made a little pair of trousers a span
long, and gave them to me. Marie and
Katarlna turned their faces to laugh. My
Cloud-Mother held the garment up for
their Inspection, and was not at all sensi
tive to the giggles It provoked.
' "I made over an old pair of his
father's." ehe said.
The discarded breeches used by the
pouched turkey had been devoted to her
whim. Every stitch was neatly set. I
praised her beautiful needlework, and
she said she would make me a coat.
The mors I thought about It the less
endurable It became to have her depen
dent upon the Qrtgnons. My business af
fairs with Pierre Grlgnon made It pos
sible to transfer her obligations to my
account The hospitable man and his
wife objected, but when they saw how I
took It to heart, gave me my way. 1 told
them I wished hr to be regarded as my
wife, for I should never hav"e another)
and while It might remain Impossible for
her to marry mo, on my part I waa bound
to her,
"You are young, M's'r Williams," said
Madame Ursule. "You have a long Ufa
before you. A man wants comfort In tola
house. And If he makes wealth, he needs
a hand that knews how to distribute and
how to lave, Wt could never go to your
boms as aha is,"
"I know It, m4m."
"You wU cfciaajs your tta at a
wrtfa."
"Maean. I aet my mimi
MAKY HARTWELL CATHERWOOD
ESUWUIaUwUWMI
Tho "Broad IUijhwny" is tho
title of a new aerial story
which will b e k i n in tho
EVENING LEDGER on Sep
tember 14, 1915. Tho story is
unique. In England it has had
an unusual vogue, not merely
because itv is a well-written
story, but because it describes
with a truly vivid power the
doeds and manners of a pic
turesque period.
"THE BROAD
By JEFFERY
Si;WaaUMWimnMIIaMWnWTO.WIawaw
since I first wanted her. It Is not a mind
that changes."
"Well, thnt's unusual. Young men are
often fickle. You never made proposals
for her?"
"I did, mndamc, after her husband
died." ,, ,
"But she was still a wlfe-Mlie wife of
an old man-In tho Pigeon Roost settle
ment." .
"Her father married her to a cousin
nearly ns old ns himself, when she was a
child. Her huBband was reported dead
while he wns In hiding. She herself
thought, and so did her friends, that he
was dead."
"You told me," I said to Madame
Ursule, "the Indians were nfrald of her
when they burned the settlement. Was
the change so sudden?"
"Madame Jordan's story was llko this:
It happened In broad daylight. Two men
went Into tho woods hunting bee trees
The Indians caught and killed them within
two miles of tho clenrlng-somo of those
very Wlnnebagoes you treated with for
your land.
"It wns a sunshiny day In September.
You could hear the poultry crowing, and
the children playing In the dooryards
Madeleine's little Pnul was never far
away from her The Indians rushed In
with yells nnd finished the settlement in
a few minutes. Madamo Jordan and
her family were protected, but she saw
..hii.tron riimhixt ncalnst trees, and her
neighbors struck down and scalped be
foro she could plead for them. And lit
tle good pleading would havo done. An
Indian seized Paul. His father nnd thfl
old servant lay dead across the door
step. His mother would not let him go.
The Indian drngged her on her knees and
struck her on the head. Madame Jordan
ran out nt the risk of being Bcalpcd
herself, and got the poor girl Into her
cabin. The Indian came back for Made
leine's scalp. Madeleine did not seo him.
She never seemed to notice anbody again,
fiho stood up quivering the whole length
of her body, and laughed In his face. It
was dreadful to hear her above the cries
of the children. Tho Indian went away
like a scared hound. And none of the
others would touch her."
We rose one morning to find the world
buried In enow. The river was frozen
and Its channel padded thick. As for
the bay, stretches of snow fields, with
dark pools and broken gray ridges met
ice at the end of the wona.
The whole festive winter spun past.
Marie and Katarlna brought young men
to the peaks of hope In the "twoslng"
eeet, and plunged them down to despair,
quite ln- the American raahlon. -Christmas
and New Year's days were great
festivals, when the settlement ate and
drank nt Pierre Grlgnon's expense, and
made him glad as If he fathered tho whole
post. Madame Grlgnon spun and looked
to the house. And a thousand changes
passed over the landscape. But In all
that time no one could see any change
In my Cloud-Mother. She sewed like a
child. She laughed, and danced gavottes.
The girls manifested Increasing Inter
est In what they called the Pigeon Roost
settlement affair. Madame Ursule had no
doubt told them what I said.
They pitied my Cloud-Mother and me
with the condescending pity of the very
young, and unguardedly talked where
they could be heard.
"Oh, she'll come to her senses some
time, and he'll marry her of course,"
was the conclusion they invariably
reached; for the thing must turn out
well to meet their approval. How could
they foresee what was to happen to peo
ple whose lives held such contrasts?
Those spring days I was wild with rest
lessness. Life revived to dare things.
Wo heard afterward that about that time
the meteor rushed once more across
France. Napoleon landed nt a Mediter
ranean port, gathering force as he
marched, swept Louis XVIII away like a
cobweb in his path, nnd moved on to
Waterloo. The greatest Frenchman that
ever lived fell ultimately as low as St.
Helena, and tho Bourbons sat again upon
tho throne. But the changes of which
I knew nothing affected me In the Il
linois territory.
Sometimes I waked at night and sat up
In bed, hot with Indignation at the In
justice done me, which I could never
prove, which I did not care to combat,
yet which unreasonably waked the fight
ing spirit In me. Our natures toss and
change, expand or contract, influenced
by invisible powers we know not why.
One April night I sat up in the veiled
light made by a clouded moon. Rain
points multiplied themselves on the win
dow glass; I heard their sting. The im
pulse to go out and ride the wind, or
pick the river up and empty It all at
once into the bay, or tear Eagle out of
the cloud, or go to France and proclaim
myself with myself for follower; and
other feats of like nature, being particu
larly strong In me, I struck the pillow
beside me with my fist. Something
bounced from It on the floor with a
clack like wood. I stretched downward
from one of Madame Ursule's thick
feather beds, and picked up what brought
me to my feet. Without letting go of it
I lighted my candle. It was the pad
locked book which Skenedonk said he
had burned.
And there the scoundrel lay at the
other side of the room, wrapped In his
blanket from head to foot, mummied by
sleep. I wanted to take him by the
scalp lock and drag htm around on the
floor.
He had carried It with him, or secreted
It somewhere, month after month. I
could Imagine how the state of the writer
worked on his Indian mind. He repented,
and was not able to face me, but felt
obliged to restore what he had with
held. Bo waiting until I slept, he brought
forth the padlocked book and laid it .in
the pillow beside my head; thus beseech
ing pardon, and Intimating that the sub
ject was closed between us, -
I got my key, and a fit of shivering
seized me, I put the candle stand beside
the pillow and lay wrapped In bedding,
clenching the small chilly padlock and
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Tho slory begins in
the September 14th issue
of the EVENING LED
GER and will be continued
therein daily. September
14 is the EVENING LED
GER'S first anniversary.
Tho issue of that day will be
full of good things. Midst tho
mass, seo that you do not over
look tho great new serial,
HIGHWAY"
FARNOL
mwwaiKMi,!
shnip-eornered hoards. Remembering tho
change which had come upon the life ro
corded In It. I hesitated. Remembering
how It had eluded me before, I opened it.
The few entries were made without
date. The first pages wero torn out,
crumpled, nnd smoothed, and pasted to
placo again. Rose petals and violets and
ome bright poppy leaves, crushed Inside
Its lids, slid down upon the bedcover.
CHAPTER VIII.
THE Padlocked Book-In this book I
nm going to write you, Louis, a letter
which wilt never bo delivered, because I
shall burn It when It Is finished. Yet that
will not prevent my tantalizing you about
It. To the padlocked book I can say what
I want to say. To you I must say what
Is expedient.
That Is a foolish woman who does vio
lence to loe, by Inordinate loving. Yet
first I wilt tell you that I sink to slcen
saying, "He loves me!" and rise to tho
surface saying, "He loves me!" and sink
ngaln saving, "Ho loves me!" all night
long.
Tho days when I seo you are real days,
finished and perfect, and this ia the beat
of them all. God forever bless In paradise
your mother for bearing you. If you
never naa come to tho world I should
not have waked In life myself, nnd
why this Is I cannot tell. The flr3t
time I ever saw your tawny head nnd
tawny eyes, though you did not notice
me, I said, "Whether he Is the king or
not would make no difference." Because
I knew you wero more than the king
to me.
Sire, you told me once you could not
understand why people took kindly to
you. There Is In you a gentle dignity
and manhood, most royal. Aa you come
Into a room you cast your eyes about
un fearing.
Your head and shoulders are erect. You
are llko n lion In suppleness and tawny
color, which Influences mo against my
will. You Inspire confidence. Even glrli
like Annabel, who feel merely at their
finger ends, and are as well satisfied with
one husband as another, know you to be
solid man. not the mere Image ot a man.
Besides these traits there Is a power
going out from you that takes hold ot
people Imlsibly My father told me there
was a man at tho court of your father
who could put, others to sleep by a waving
of his hands. I am not comparing you to
this charlatan; yet when you touch my
linnd n Btrange current runs through me.
When we were In Paris I used to dress
my wit every morning like a priestess
going to serve in a temple. And what
was It for To worship one dear head
for half an hour perhaps.
You robbed me of the sight of you for
two months.
You are two persons. Lazarre belongs
to me. He follows, he thinks about me.
Ho used to slip past my windows at Lake
George, and cast his eyes up at the panes.
Rut Louis is my sovereign. He sees and
thinks nnd acts without me, and his lot
Is apart from mine.
We are in a ship going to the side of
the world where ou are. Except that
we are going towards you, It Is like
being pushed off a cliff. All my faith In
the appearances of things Is at an end.
I havo been Juggled with. I have mis
judged, I could have Insisted that we hold
Mout-Louls as tenants. The count Is our
friend. It is not a strong man's fault
that a weak man Is weak and unfortu
nate. Yet seeing Cousin Philippe wince,
I could not put the dally humiliation upon
htm. He Is like my father come back,
broken, helpless. And Paul, and I. who
are young, must take care of htm where
he will be least humbled.
Why should we lay up grievances
against one another? They must disap
pear, and they only burn our hearts.
Sometimes I put my arms around
Ernestine and rest her old head against
me. She revolts. People Incline to doubt
the superiority of a person who will as
sociate with them. But the closer our
poverty rubs us the moro Ernestine in
sists upon class differences.
There should be a colossal mother going
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and give them the slipper. They pine
for It
Am I helping forward the general good,
or am I only suffering Nature's punish
ment? A woman can fasten the bonds of habit
on a man, giving him food from her table,
hourly strengthening hla cam for her
By merely putting herself before him
every day she makes him think of her.
What chance has an exiled wman
against the fearful odds of dally life?
Wliat Is so cruel as a man? Hour nfter
hour, day after day, year nfter year, he
presses tho Iron spike of silence In.
Coward I to let me suffer such anguish!
Is It because t kissed you. Thnt was
the highest act of my llfo! I groped down
tho black stairs of the Tullerics blinded
by light. Why are the Siatural things
called wrong and tho unnatural ones Just?
Is It because I said I would come to
you sometime? This Is what I meant:
that It should give me no Jealous pang
to think ot another woman's head on
your breast; that there Is a wedlock
which appearances cannot touch.
No, I never would I never would seek
you; though sometimes the horror ot do
ing without you turns Into reproach.
What Is ho doing? Ho may need me
and I am letting his llfo slip away. Am
I cheating us both ot what could have
harmed no one?
It Is not that usage la broken off.
Yot It you were to come, I would punish
you for coming I
Fine heroic days I tell myself we are
marching to meet each other. If tho
day has been particularly hard, I say,
"Perhaps I have carried his load, too,
and he marches lighter."
You havo no faults, no doubt, but
the only one I could not pardon would
be your saying, "I repent!"
The Instinct to conceal defeat and pain
is so strong In me that I would have
my heart cut out rather than own It
ached. Yet many women carry all be
fore them by a little Judicious whining
and rebellion.
I nover believe In your unfalth. If you
brought a wife and showed her to me
I should be sorry for her, and still not
believe In your unfalth.
Louis, I have been falling down flat
and crawling the ground. Now I am
up again. It didn't hurt.
It Is tho old eQrman fairy story.
Every day gold must be spun out of
straw. How big the pile of Btraw looks
every morning, and how little the hand
ful of gold every nlghtl
This prairie In the Indiana Territory
that I dreaded as a black gulf, Is a grassy
valley.
1 love tho garden; and I love to hoe
tho Indian corn. It springs so clean
from the sod, and Is a miracle of growth.
After the stalks aro around my knees,
they aro soon around my shoulders. The
broad leaves have a fragrance, and tho
silk Is sweet as violets.
(CONTINUED TOMORROW.)
JONAH FOLLOWS THIS JONAn
No Luck at All for Lansdale Milk
man It seems there certainly was a Jonah
hovering about the milk route conducted
by Jonah Qodschalk, of Lansdale. Even
though the milk was good, with a nice
big collar of thick yellow cream every
morning, a "Jinx" sheemed to follow
Jonah's Journey.
Soon nfter Godschalk discovered that
many of his customers had bad memories
concerning bills, one of his horses was
killed In a runaway. The animal had
always been "rambunctious" on account
of having to get up early In the morn
ing, and before Its demise It kicked God
schalk's wagon Into toothpicks.
The horse was barely laid at rest when
Its successor became affected by the
circuitous route ono day and ran up
against a stone wall and died. But the
Jinx didn't stop there. Finally a son of
Godschalk was Injured by a train and
then Godschalk waa attacked with ty
phoid fever.
After recovering the milkman drove his
wagon again until tt was struck by a
trolley car. There wasn't enough of the
wagon left to sit on.
Despite the Jonah, however, Godschalk
managed to sell his route to Edmund
Smith. Two days after Smith got the
route his motortruck was struck by an
other auto and badly damaged. The hope
of Smith Is now somewhat dampened.
OCEAN TRADE LURES VESSELS
Four Coastwise Schooners Will Take
Up Lucrative Business of Car
rying Cargoes of Oil
The lure of high freight rates and the
scarcity of steamships has caused a re
vival of oil-carrying to foreign shores In
sailing vessels. The coastwise trade is
being abandoned for the more lucrative
transatlantic business. Four schooners,
none of which ever before have crossed
the ocean, were chartered today to carry
refined petroleum in barrels to the Bay
of Biscay. For each barrel the owners
of the vessels will receive 3.
The schooners are the Sunlight, Grace
Seymour, Henry W. Cramp and Frederic
A. Duggan. As each vessel will carry
from 6000 to 9000 barrels, they will receive
about one-third of their value for the
single voyage. Owners of the craft are
endeavoring to book cargoes for the
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Interesting Individual Sheott
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BEA OIRT, N. J., Sept. :o.-!UKn "
attendance at the 2Sth annual l-aK
rifle shoot tournament hero shot the
opening stages this morning of tho Inter
state regimental team match, the New
York company team match and tft
Oould raptd-flre match. With the excep
tion of the New York company learn .
match, the last stage ot which opened at
II o'clock, none of the events will be
shot off until this afternoon.
Tho Second New Jersey regimental
team, winners of the Columbia trophy
match yesterday, were leading at the nd
of the 200 and GOO-yord stages ot the Inter
state Regimental match with a total of
KB. They were being hard pressed by the
71st Regiment of New York, with 864.
Two teams, the Third New Jersey and,
the Third District of Columbia, have HZ. ,
The Second New Jersey team expects to
repeat Its sensational shooting 6f yester
day on the 1000-yard range and win the
Interstate event. The First Corps Cadets,
of Massachusetts had 641 and the Fourth
New Jersey 621.
As soon as the team events are ended
two Individual matches Will be shot.
One of these, the Swiss match. Is one pt
the most interesting matches In the tour
nament. Each marksman shoots until
he misses the bull's eye of his target. A
nttss puts him out ot the match at once. r
The event Is shot on the 600-yard range.
The Remington expert match at 1890
yards, one of the classics of the tourna
ment, will be shot at 3:45 this afternoon.
Several of New Jersey's cracks will take
part In these matches. Lieutenant Col
onel William A. Tewes, Captain Charles
F. Silvester. Major William B. Martin.
Major Wlnfleld S. Price anil Others will,
enter. 'Silvester Is shooting In his best
form. On the 1000-yard range In yester
day's Columbia trophy match he scored
a possible.
Woman Injured in Auto Accident ,
Mrs. John Roby. of Brooklyn and Pop
lar streets. Is In the Roosevelt Hospital
today with concussion of the brain, In
curred when she was hurled from a mo-i
torcycle as tt collided with a parcel post
automobile at 10th and Spring Garden
streets. The woman was riding with
John Palmer, of ISth street and Columbia
avenue.
Upper Darby to Have Improvements
Bids for a number ot Important publte
Improvements have been opened by the
Upper Darby Township Commissioners.
They include a bridge over Darby Creek,
a concrete foot bridge at Kershaw's
Bank, a segment sewer at Addlngton and
repairs to the Naylor's Run bridge.
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