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* Author of 'The Melting
* of Molly"
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(Continued)
"Boy, by the time you have eaten
that fatted calf and danced at least a
portion of it off your system I'll be
—be burning the midnight oil going
over the papers in the case of
rimms. I want to weigh all the testi
mony carefully in the case given in
court about his own and his broth
er's relations with the woman Mary
Brown. .As long as 1 am governor of
the state of Harpeth no honest man
is going to swing for protecting a
good woman from the outrages of u
brute. And yet Timms confessed the
crime and denied the motive. Cross
examination failed to get the state
ment from the woman that would
justify my reprieving or pardoning
him. I cannot oven seem to dishonor
the proceedings of the courts of the
state, and, boy, I'm just plain—up—
against—it. Here we are at my own
side door. Good night and make a
lightning toilet if you want to get to
that dinner on time. Good night
again!" And with those words, which
explained his very deep trouble to
me, my Gouverneur Faulkner de
scended from the seat beside me in
the cherry to the pavement beside
his mansion and bade me hurry from
him.
All of those very gay and nice
"babes and sucklings" which the
Gouverneur Faulkner had mention
ed were with me at the table with
Very much laughter and merriment,
also much conversation. And in that
conversation were very many jokes
upon my Buzz because he had been
transported to the capitol by my
uncle, the General Robert, and given!
hard labor until almost the time to
arrive for that nice supper, which he
was eating with much hunger.
"Well, It's not my fault that Timms
tip and biffed his brother into eter
nity all for buzzing pretty Wary
Brown, and I don't see why I had to
lie rung in to sort out of a million
sheets of trial evidence the lies he
told about it for poor old Governor
Bill to moil over all night. 1 say
•when a man wants to be hanged as
badly as that he ought to get what
he's crying for and not butt in on a
perfectly innocent man's afternoon
fox trot," was that Mr. Buzz Clen-J
denning's wailing to all of the coin- ;
pany. "Look the other way, Sue, so .
as not to turn this muffin cold until
I get it buttered."
"I told my washerwoman, who Is
Mary's sister, that Mary ought to be
made to tell just what did happen,
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SATURDAY EVENING, HABJEUSBURG TELEGRAPH AUGUST 11, 1917.
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and then it could all be arranged so
that the poor man could be saved to
her. I think It's hard on Mary to lose
both Jovers," said that very intelli
gent Mildred Summers.
"They live just over beyond the
back gate. Suppose we all go and
put it up to the attractive Mary to
speak up and keep Buzz from the
danger of overwork a second time,"
said a nice young gentleman with
what 1 considered a. great intelli
gence, but which caused much
laughter.
And at that suggestion which
caused the much merriment that
daredevil within Roberta, marquise
of Grez and Bye, again arose and
commanded me to attention.
"Go, Robert Carruthers, and ob
tain that paper of statement from
that Mary, so that your chief, that
good Gouverneur Faulkner, does not
work in the night, which is for rest,
and that your beloved Buzz may not
again have to work in his afternoon,
which is for dancing. Go and find
that Mary as soon as this dinner is
at an end."
And what was it possible for me to
do but to answer the command of
the daredevil person within me? All
of which I did. I made excuse of my
self on account of a lie which involv
ed my attendance on my uncle, the
General Robert, and departed after
I had had but one nice slide with
the lovely Sue, but had obtained a
promise of one from Mile. Belle If I
found it possible to return by the
hour of 10 o'clock.
After many inquiries in small
streets I was at last led to the home
of the Mary Brown. All was dark
within the very small house, but
upon the steps, in the light from the
moon and also a street arc, sat the
person that a man of whom I had
asked guidance said to be the woman
whom I sought. She rested her head
in her hands, as had done that poor
human in the cage in that state pris
on, and from her I heard the sounds
of slow weeping.
"What is it that X shall say to
her?" I asked of myself. And then
suddenly something answered from
within me from the same place that
had arisen that knowledge to spring
in between my Gouverneur Faulkner
and the bright knife 1 had not even
seen. That place is located in the
heart of Roberta, marquise of Grez
and Bye, and not in that daredevil.
"Mary Brown," I said to her, with
all of the gentleness in my voice that
was commanded by my sympathy
for her, "if a person were going to
kill with a rope the man I loved X
would lay down my own life that he
should live. If you write one little
paper to say that he murdered in de
fense of you the good Gouverneur
Faulkner will save him to you. Give
to me that paper."
"Go away!" she moaned as she
shook her head and cried into her
arms.
"See, Mary. Here is the pencil and
the paper to write the words of life
for Timms to that Gouverneur
Faulkner," I said as I seated myself
beside her and extracted my note
book and pencil from the pocket of
my overcoat where I had placed
them on leaving my room as is al
ways best, I deemed for a secretary.
"There are just two things that are
the duty of women, Mary—to bear
men and to save them. Save yours
now, Mary. Much will happen, it may
be, but that Timms is a good man
and must live."
"I dassent. He told me not to,
Timms did."
"If a knife was aimed at Timms'
heart, would you not throw yourself
between him and its cut, Mary, even
though commanded by him not to so
save him?"
"Yes."
"The knife is aimed and here's the
paper by which you can throw your
person on that knife. Is It of such
moment that it cut into your own
heart, that you stand and let it give
death to him?"
"I give up! I give lip, mister! I
can't let nobody murder him. Nobody
ever put It that way to me. Give me
that paper and let me git to him fer
jest one minute to-morrow," she
made answer to me as she seized the
paper and pencil and began to write
with the paper spread beside her
upon the utep.
"Will that do, mister?" she asked
with anxiety. On that paper she had
written:
Hen Timms had locked me In
the room and was attacking me
when Gabe broke In and got me
away from him. He had to bust
his head with a flatiron to make
him let go of me. I am a good
woman.
MARY BROWN.
•'Yes, good Mary, this will shield
Timms from that knife. I feel a cer
tainty, and I will send for you and
see that you go to an interview with
him at 10 o'clock of the to-morrow
morning. And now good night, with
great respect to you for a brave
woman," I said as I rose to my feet.
"Who are you, mißter, that have
spoke to my heart like they ain't no
body spoke to its suffering yet,
though you ain't said many words,
and them is curious-like?" she asked
of me as I prepared to take a hur
ried departure.
"I am the secretary of the Gouv
erneur Faulkner, Mary, and—and I
know how women—love—men.
I—"
"I bet a many of 'em have loved
you. God bless your sweet eyes.
Good night, sir!"
CTo be Continued) ,
All's Well That
m Ends Well v
BY JANE McLEAN
Betty passed the old woman ev
ery morning, rain or shine. Some
times the raindrops shining on her
wet face made Betty sorrowful for
the day; but when it was clear she
was content to buy a paper and
hurry away.
Betty, like the average girl who
works in the city, was warm
hearted and impulsive. To her, the
idea of an old woman working for
a living by selling papers was ter
rible. Betty thought of her own
good position, and involuntarily
compared her comfortable salary
with what the old woman made.
How terrible, the girl reflected, that
at that age It was necessary to work
in order to keep alive. And yet
there must be plenty of people who
were forced to do it; and although
it wrung her heart, each morning,
rain or shine, Betty came to busi
ness the same way and always
stopped to get a paper.
Once Helen caught an early train
and journeyed down town with her,
and they stopped together to buy a
paper. It happened to be a rainy
morning and the woman's greying
hair glistened with wet drops.
"How terrible," Helen exclaimed,
as they gained the shelter of the
subway steps.
"What" asked Betty, although she
knew perfectly well.
"Why to see that old woman out
on a morning like this, selling pa
you ever thin kof being old, Betty,
yo uever think of being old, Betty,
and dependent on someone eise? It
must be terrible to be old."
"O, for Heaven's sake, Helen,"
said Betty pettishly, "don't begin to
talk about the future on a morning
like this. Wait until the sun shines
and I can manage to be philosophi
cal."
"You ought to be able to face the
truth," Helen returned. "I'm glad
when I see a thing like that, that
I am safely engaged."
"What difference does that
make?" asked Betty scornfully.
"All the difference In the world, if
you can think when you feel blue,
that the man you love is going to
be able to look out for you for the
rest of your life."
Personally, Betty felt this a very
selfish viewpoint, but she did not
say so, she boarded the train in si
lence and the picture of the old
woman, greying hair glistening in
the rain followed her all day. That
night Betty fearfully emerged from
the subway station and looked
around. She hoped the woman
would not be there, although it had
stopped raining and had dried off
beautifully. But there she was sit
ting In her accustomed place, and
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Betty slunk past as though she were
ashamed of being alive and of wear
ing a neatly pressed blue suit and
a smart little hat.
After that, Betty chose the op
posite side of the street in the
morning. Sometimes she fancied
the woman noticed her, and the fact
made her uncomfortable, but if pos
sible she simply hurried on her way
into the subway station and tried to
forget that the woman was any
where around.
One day It happened that Betty
really wanted to buy the paper. She
was looking for something special,
and as it was a beautiful day, and
she felt particularly well, she ap
proached the usual place with less
intrepidation than she generally felt.
She was accustomed to taking the
paper and leaving a penny in its
place, but this morning, much to
her chagrin, she discoveerd that she
had no change and was, therefore,
forced to stop. If she imagined for
a minute that this was going to
happen, she would have hurried on
her way, but after she had stopped
she hadn't the heart to do anything
but buy her paper. The woman ex
pected it.
"Isn't it a lovely day?" Betty
asked shyly.
The woman smiled, and Betty in
amazement, watched the face be
-1 fore her change.
"Yes, it is a lovely day," the
woman returned. The smile still
lingered on her features as she
counted out Betty's change and then
she lifted her face to the girl's
again. Strangely attracted, almost
against her Instincts, Betty still
lingered.
"I suppose it's pretty tiresome sit
ting here day in and day out. I
have seen you so often," she began
tentatively.
"O, yes," the woman returned. "I
have seen you too, always so neat,
happy."
"Yes, I am happy," the girl re
turned.
"But lately you don't walk on my
side, how is that?" questioned the
woman in her foreign way.
Betty flushed uncomfortably. She
hardly knew what to answer. But
before she could speak, the woman
went on speaking.
"You think It's tiresome for me?
Ah, no, I love the \£ork. I sit here
and feel the sun or the rain, and
watch the people. O, the people!"
she sighed happily. "I grow to
know them all. Why there is noth
ing so nice in the world as my pa
per stand. Tiresome you say? Ah,
no, not that."
And Betty on her way to business
felt somehow as if she had learned
a much needed lesson.
Fashion is ever looking ahead.
At this season we must consider
the Autumn and its needs.
Here is a coat that will be ad
mirable for many occasions,
also will be really ideal for be
tween-seasons time. It can be
made of serge as it is here, or of
broadcloth or of light, weight
burella, or it can be made of
silk, as you want a serviceable
coat or a dressy one. For be
tween-season and very early
Autumn, serge is good, unlined
or lined with very thin silk, and
foulard and the like are used
for the purpose. The body por
tion is plain and smooth fitting
and the full skirt is joined to it.
The pockets make a very smart
feature and the straps that ex
tend over the belt are novel
and attractive. For a dressy
coat, charmeuse, or any one of
the silks that are used for cloaks,
would be handsome, and for
real Autumn, it would be very
smart to trim it with velvet.
Here, a light weight Summer
serge is trimmed with satin.
For the medium size will be
needed, 5 yards of material 36
inches wide, 4 yards 44, 3%
yards, 54 with I ]4. yards 36
inches wide for the trimming.
The pattern No. 9490 is cut
in sizes from 34 to 42 inches
bust measure. It will be mailed
to any address by the Fashion
Department of this paper, on
- receipt of fifteen cents.
Life's Problems
Are Discussed
By Mrs. Wilson Wood row-
One of the most awe-inspiring
memories of my childhood is that of
an old colored woman, "Aunt Patsy."
She was tall and of vast proportions.
She always wore a purple calico
dress, with a white apron as big as
a table cloth, and a high bandana
turban. She was a stern, dictatorial
person, and I was not her favorite
by any * means.
"Real ladles ain't stirrin' erbout
all de time an' askin' questions," was
her constant rebuke. "Real ladies
sets still, an' behaves deirselves."
She would turn over In her gave
to-day, 1 am sure, if she could but
know of the rapid passing of "Sis
ter Susie." For "Sister Susie" is the
name that has been adopted to de
scribe that part of the feminine pop
ulation which has "sat still and be
haved Itself," and has been a real
lady according to the Aunt Patsyian
definition, and which now presents
Itself to those who are organizing the
woman-power of this country for the
most effective service during the war
as the problem of the untrained
woman.
Poor "Sister Susie'." She is left
blooming alone. All her lovely com
panions have not faded, but they
hove gone—gone to work.
I heard one of the members of
the Woman's National Committee
say the other day that in the great
work of organizing the women the
first necessity, the one thing to be
absolutely insisted upon, was the eli
mination of the untrained woman.
Thousands of them, from the most
patriotic motives, are enthusiastical
ly offering their services, ready and
willing to do what is required of
them, merely to learn that they only
clog the machinery, that enthusiasm,
although delightful, is a poor sub
stitute for training. But this refusal
is not final. They are urged to take
up at once some branch of work for
which they are peculiarly fitted and
to devote themselves to becoming ex
perts in that line.
The enthusiasm and the desire to
help which "Sister Susie" is showing
are splendid; but it is a vast power
running to waste, unless it is prop
erly directed and conserved, for we
are going to need all the organized
and disciplined woman power of this
country.
Take the matter of nursing. In the
first zeal for service every woman
wanted to don a Red Cross uniform
and go to the front. She was strong
and healthy. She was sure she should
like to nurse, and she longed to be
of some use in the world. Besides, a
war nurse is a wonderfully pictures
que figure. To see her on the screen
or the stage is to be moved to tear*
She recalls the immortal figure of
Florence Nightingale.
"And every day her dainty hands
make life's soiled temple clean.
And there's a wake of glory where
her spirit pure hath been.
At midnight through the shadowland
her living face doth gleam;
The dying kiss her shadow, and the
dead smile in their dream."
But "Sister Susie" failed to recog
nize either humanly or historically
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what that great soul, with her genius
for organization, encountered and
overcame. "Sister Susie" is perfectly
sincere, but she hasn't the faintest
Idea what war nursing means. To
endure without breaking or failing
the constant, steady, hard work of
nursing requires great physical
strength and a calm, well-dlsclplined
nature. But daily, hourly to minister
to the wounded means much more.
It means that the aspirant for war
nursing must have nerves so firm and
healthy that they can bear without
snapping the long recoil the weary
strain, that she must acquire the
cool, detached outlook of the sur
geon whose hand would fail him un
less both his sympathies and his im
agination were under perfect control,
and this control is not mastered In a
day.
It is undoubtedly a great experi
ence for a nurse devoted to her pro
fession to go to France. But, on the
other hand, those units which have
gone have left a distinct gap. I have
heard it stated that in many of the
hospitals throughout the country our
own sick are suffering from lack of
attention. This seems odd, where
every young woman I have met in
the last five months has told me that
she was in training to be a Red Cross
nurse. Here is a great opportunity to
put what she has learned Into prac
tice right at home.
All of us are anxious to do our
"bit," and it is only natural that
there should arise a lot of miscon
ception as to what that "bit" should
be. It may be neither spectacular nor
picturesque, but it is nevertheless
quite true, that every woman who
strives to bring a little more intelli
gent efficiency to her daily task,
every woman who studies how best
to give her family healthful, nourish
ing food and at the same time avoid
using what is necessary for our allies
is certainly doing her "bit."
The great work of food conserva
tion, of sewing and knitting and
nursing, of stepping in to fill the
places of the men who have gone
is not all that is required of us. We
have certain ethical duties which
are of equal importance. We must
learn where it is wisest for us to
economize, and where to spend; for
we owe it to the men at the front
that they should feel that not only
the homes and the business they
have left in our charge shall be con
ducted as well as possible, but that
the general business of the country
shall be maintained In an even and
normal way.
I have heard women complain now
and then, that It profited them noth
ing to be good cooks and housewives,
that it was one of the most unappre
ciated forms of service.
The hour of the good housekeeper
and the good cook has arrived. The
women who know anything of can
ning and preserving are certainly
utilizing that knowledge to the full
est extent.
I heard the other flay of forty
colored women sent out by one of
the Southern States to demonstrate
the proper making of corn breads.
Would that I could follow in their
wakes, and gather the crumbs that
fall from the table. It has such a
weary time since I tasted anything
but a poor imitation of that delicious
food. There is no such thing as a
happy medium in corn bread, noth
ing hit or miss about it. It is either
ambrosia or it is punk; and it's all
in the making.
A little fruit, some hot corn bread
(the real thing) and coffee (good
coffee)! Ah, Fate cannot harm me;
I have breakfasted to-day.
If these forty women can impress
upon this American people, so indif
ferent to the value of good, simple
food, something of the great art of
cooking, something of the proper
preparation of our delicious grains
and vegetables, they should have
laurel wreaths upon their brows and
decorations pinned on their breasts.
TRiED IMf REMEDIES
Sanpan the Only One That
Did the Work
says Mrs. Julia Bellmore, 1157 Cum
berland street, Harrißburg. I was
miserable for quite a time with
stomach and intestinal trouble, after
eating would get awful pains in my
stomach and under my ribs on right
side also under my shoulder blade.
I would bloat, get very nervous and
dizzy.
Had bad headaches and a dull,
heavy feeling over my eyes, had
been bothered a long time with con
stipation, and I think this was the
cause of all my trouble. I was dis
couraged because I had tried so
many remedies without relief.
My husband had ailed for a long
time and had been straightened out
by Sanpan. and he urged me to try It
but I was sick of all medicine, at this
time I was just about able to drag
one foot after the other, had no
strength.
I started to take Sanpan, and am
sorry I did not take it sooner, as my
headaches, stomach pains, back and
shoulder pains have gono, I am not
dizzy nor norvous and feel alright,
and Sanpan is the only thing that
did the work.
Sanpan is being introduced at Kel
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Harrlsburg, where the Sanpan man
la dally In attendance.—Adv.
Militiaman Dies on Being
Gagged For Punishment
Baltimore—A court of Inquiry has
been ordered to investigate the re
sponsibility of an officer of the
Fourth Maryland Regiment for the
death of Private M. J. Meyers, who .
died from being gagged while under- i
going punishment. The incident oc
curred at Harper's Ferry, W. Va.,
where the Fourth is guarding rail
road property.
The name of the officer is with
held by Colonel Jones, but he is not
under arrest nor have any charges
been made against him.
Meyers had been sent to head
quarters and an order for his pun
ishment was given. Violent remarks
against the United States govern
ment and President Wilson are said
to have led to the use of the gag,
which is declared to be strictly in
accord with the army regulations.
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liclslngcr Glasses as low as 92.
a—mi in i ■mi
SEASHORE
ATLANTIC CITY
OCEAN CITY
CORSONS INLET
SEA ISLE CITY
I STONE HORBOR
WILDWOOD or
CAPE MAY
I | SIXTEEN DAY TICKETS
GOOD GOING ON ANY
TRAIN }
SATURDAYS,
August 4th and 18th,
September Ist
i FROM FARE I
I HARRISBtJRG $4.50 !
MUldlctown 4.50 j
Hummelstown 4.50
Urownstone 4.50 I
Swatara 4.50 I
Hershey | .... 4.50 !
Palmyra 4.50 I
Aiinvillc 4.45
One-Day Snnhore Rxrurnlonn j
Sundays, Aug. 5 and 19 ;
Spec'l |
From Frf, I.V.A.M. |
IlnrrlnhlirfC *2.75 4.40 ;
llummelstovvn .... 2.75 4.50
Knatnrn 2.70 R. 02 ]
Hernhey 2.70 0.05 |
Palmyra ......... 2.A0 5.1 a I
Aunvllle 2.50 5.22 !
Heading Term., nr., . .... 8.15
HETIHIVIIVO Speeial Trnln !
vrlll leave Philadelphia, Itead-
IHK Terminal, 10.00 I*. M., name
date for above ntatlonn.
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