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    THE FULTON COUNTY NEWS, McCONNELLSBURO, PA.
"CASCARETS" ACT
0 I
BOILS
No sick headache, biliousness,
bad taste or constipation y
by morning.
Get a 10-cent box.
Are you keeping your bowels, liver.
nd (tomach clean, pure and fresh
with Cascarets, or merely forcing a
passageway every few days with
Baits, Cathartic Pills, Castor Oil or
Purgative Waters?
Stop having a bowel wash-day. Let
Cascareta thoroughly cleuuse and reg
ulate the stomach, remove the sour
nd fermenting food and foul rases,
take the excess bile from the liver
and carry out of the system all the
constipated waste matter and poisons
In the bowels.
A Cascaret tonifilit will make you
feel great by morning. They work
Tthlle you sleep never gripe, sicken
cr cause anv Inconvenience, and cost
enly 10 cents a box from your store.
Millions of men and women take a
Cascaret now and then and never
have Heartache, Iilllousness. Coated
Tongue, Indigestion, Sour Stomach or
Constipation. Adv.
W'p never live; we are always in
the expectation of living. Voltaire.
All-Star Cast.
"And was the production of Hamlet
artistic?"
"For your life, yes. A famous fe
male impersonator played Ophelia,
they had a lightweight pugilist in as
Hamlet, and four great baseball play
era were doing other parts."
Imoo1ant 1o Mothers
Examine carelully every bottle ot
CASTOitlA, a safe and sure remedy for
Infants and children, and see that it
Signature of (JjffiUcZtM
In Use For Over 30 Years.
Children Cry for Fletcher's Castoria
Modern Suspicion.
"George Washington couldn't tell a
falsehood."
"Not on his own account, perhaps.
Put every time I see that statement I
bonder whether he hadn't a wonderful
press agent."
- - - -w r r r i
Sure of Their Reward.
They who, continuing faithful to dl
Tine grace, however partially commu
nicated, serve God with their whole
lives, will never fall of that one re
ward, the greatest which even he has
to bestow, the being made able to love
him with tbelr whole hearts. Dora
Creenwcll.
Prosperity.
' There's a Yankee landlord on the
Maine coast who keeps his old hulk
of a summer hotel filled every year
with well-to-do guests from the cities,
who pay high prices for the wonderful
scenery and the good meals, philosoph
ically accepting the bleak rooms, the
shabby wall paper, and the thread
bare upholstery. A New York man
asked him toward the close of the sea
ton how he had been doing.
"Wal," the Yankee replied, "I've
Just about going over the books, and
we've netted about 17.000 this sea
son. L reckon If we do as well another
year I'll paper the parlor!"
Questions to Be Answered.
Whither goest thou?
Where is thy anul?
Is It In peace?
If troubled, why?
How art thou fulfilling the duties of
thy position?
What are they?
What effort hast thou made to
amend thy disposition, and conquer
thy sins?
Hast thou been faithful to the light
Cod lias given thee?
What means shnuldst thou use, es
pecially with regard to thy most be
setting sin or temptation?
Hast thou fought against it?
Hat thou thought about it at all?
What hast thou done with the cir
cumstances of the last month?
Have they wrought God's work In
thee? I'ere RavJgnan.
OUR NATIONAL DISEASE
Caused by Coffee,
Physicians know that drugs will cot
-correct the evils caused by coffee and
that the only remedy Is to stop drink
ing lt
An Arkansas doctor says:
"I was a coffee drinker for many
years and often thought that I could
cot do without It, but after years of
suffering with our national malady,
dyspepsia, I attributed It to the drink
ing of coffee, and after some thought,
determined to use Postum for my
morning drink.
"I had the Tostum made carefully
according to directions on the pkg. and
found It just suited my taste.
"At first I used It only for breakfast,
but I lound myself getting no much
bettfr, that I had It at all meals, and I
am pleased to say that 1 have been re
lleved of Indigestion. I gained 9
pounds In 4 months and my general
liea'th la greatly Improved.
"1 must tell you of a young lady In
Illinois. She had been In 111 health for
many years, the vital forces low, with
but little pain. I wrote her of the good
that Post u in did me and advised her to
try It.
"At the end of the year, she wrote
me that she had gained 40 pounds In
weight and felt like herself again."
Name given by Postum Co., flattie
Creek. MIoh. Read "The Road to Wei!
tllle." In pkgs.
Postum comes In two forms:
Regular Postum must be well boiled
15c and 2Hc packages.
Instant Postum Is a soluble powder
A teasnoonful dissolves quickly In a
cup of hot water and, with cream and
sugar, makes a delicious btferage In
etantly. 30c and EOc tins.
The cost per cup of both kinds Ir
about the an me.
"There's a Reason" for Postum.
( aold by Grocera
The Call of liio
Gumberlands
By Charles Neville Buck
With Illustrations
from Photographs of Scenes
in the Play
(Copjiulil. ivij. by W. J. Wau Co.)
SYNOPSIS.
On Mlw-ry creek Bully Miller Ami
GeurK' l.eM-ott, a htniltniipe hiiintor. uu
cotiMclium. Jt-HHe Turvy tr .i llollmati
clan Iiuh been phut it ml Hririin In muh-Pec-led
of th crime. Huiiinoii dtjlilt-M It.
The itlmotlm; lir.uka the mien In tin-llolliniin-Hiiiith
f.'Uil. .Inn IIoIIiiimm hunts
with hliMttlh'iuiKlrt I he mini who vh,,t I'ur
vy. Tlx- Mi.txIhoiinilH lime the mill ill
Hpicer Hniith'M iI'ht. l.eiicntt illm-ovem
artlMlle alulity In tfumxon. While sk.-teli-Intf
with l.,.Hcntt mi H i- niouiifiiln, Tiimu
ruck dlMi-ovcr Nuiiikiih to 11 .1,-wltii; eruwl
of inmintalrii'iTH. Suiiim.iii thrus).- Iilin
nii'l iliinounri'M Mm tin the "triee-ln'S-ter"
who aluit Tuny. At Wl,; Me
CllKer'H illim-,- SuiliKotl trllrt the Smith
t'litn thut he Is K"lKK t" leave the
Imiuntulnx. l.t-M-ntl ki,.-h home lo NVw
Ynrk. HiiuiBon hi. In fripleer nml K.illy
fitrt-uetl iiiul follimn. In New York Kani
R'n hiu'Ii.'h art an.) P-nnm nnnh of city
wnys. Ireniihi l.cmott p,-riiiiiit.'N II
frt',1 Horton. licr ililrttitM lover, lo ilo a
niun'a work In I lie world. l'rninilel hy
her love. Sally tern-lien herself in write,
llortnn thrown hlinMelf Into the lenlie-s
World lltlil hveollles Well hilleil ty pn-'l I
tory (tunnel.. in nml pnl, hui. At a Ho
henii.in report Sanihon meets Wllllum l'nr
hlfh. porty roi-ImI punts!!,-, an. I llorton'M
enenu l iu lnsli i" H;inion an. I linn
H! illnlns touether llll' hliierone, ut the
Wluwnni rollilll.illMe. He coli-,n Willi
oili. rs lo rniiUe Morion j-itlou anil huc
cccila. CHAPTER XI Continued.
PaiiiHon did not appear nt the Leu
cot t house fur :u weeks ufter that.
Ilo had begun to think that, ir his
going there gave embarrassment to
the girl who had been kind to him,
It were better to remain away.
"I don't belong here." he told him
self, bitterly. "I reckon everybody
that knows me In New York, except
the. Iescotts Is laughing at me be
hind my back."
Ho worked fiercely, and threw Into
his work such lire and energy that It
came out again converted into bold
ness of stroke and uit alumst savage
vigor of drawing. The Instructor
nodded his head over the easel, and
passed on to the next student without
having left the defacing mark of bis
relentless crayon. To the next pupil,
he said:
"Watch the way that man South
draws. He's not clever. lie's elemen
tally sincere, and, If lie goes on, the
Brst thing you know he will be a por
trait painter. He won't merely draw
eyes and lips and noses, but character
and virtues and vices showing out
through them."
And Samson met every gaze with
smoldering savagery, senrching for
some one who might be laughing at
him openly, or even covertly, instead
of behind his back. The long-suffering
flglv4ing lust in him craved oppor
tunity to break out and relieve the
pressure on his soul. Hut no one
laughed.
Oue afternoon late in November, a
hint of blizzards swept snarlln down
the Atlantic seaboard from the polar
floes, with wet Hurtles of snow and
ruin. Off on the marshes where the
Kenmore club hud its lodge, the live
decoys stretched their clipped wings,
and raised their green necks restively
Into the suit wind, and listened. With
dawn, they hud heard, faint and fur
away, the first notes of that wild
chorus with w hich thevkies would ring
until the southerly migrations ended
the horizon-distant honking of high
flying water foul.
Then It was that Furbish dropped
in with marching orders, and Samson,
yearning to be away where there were
open skies, packed George Lescott's
borrowed paraphernalia, and prepared
to leave thut pame night.
While he was packing, the telephone
rang, and Samson heard Adrlenne'a
video at the olher end of the wire.
"Where h.ive you been hiding?" she
demanded. "I'll have to send a truant
ofl.eer alter you."
"I've been very busy," said the man,
"and I reckon, Hfier ull, you can't
civilize, a wolf. I'm afraid I've been
wasting )our time. '
Possibly, t!ie miserable tone of the
voice told tin' girl more than the
words.
"You are having a season Willi the
blue devils," she announced. "You've
ben cooped up too much. This wind
ought to bring the ducks, and "
"I'm leaving tonight," Sanisou told
her.
"It would have been very nice of
you to have run up to say good by."
she reproved. "Hut I'll lorgive you,
If you cull me up by long distance. I
You will get there early In the morn
Ipg. Tomorrow, I'm going to Philadel
phia, over night. Tho next night, 1
shall bn at the theater. Call me up
afttr the theater, and tell me how
you like It."
SNAKES WERE ALL DROWNED
But Animals, Liberated From Their
Cages Just in Time, Swim Ashore
From Wrecked Scow.
Tied to tall trees on the banks of the
Skagit river is one of the strangest col
lection of animals ever harbored In
this neck of the woods, as the result
of tho wreck of a scow towed by the
gasoline launch Tango, carrying the
50 members and full properties, exhibi
tion tents, and cages (ull of the Sound
Amusement company of Seattle, bound
for tins city.
The launch dragged itself across a
snag on the North Fork, but In pull
ing the scow over, a plauk was ripped
from the bottom and It sank.
The men on the Tango sprang on
the scow and tore open the cages to
free the animals, which leaped Into the
water and swam ashore. There they
scattered In the woods and kept the
showmen busy all day rounding them
up.
- The scow bank before the snakes
could be liberated, and locked In tho
cages, the wriggling, writhing reptiles
It was the same old frankness and
friendliness of voice, and the same
old note like the music of a reed in
Btrument. Samson felt so comforted
and reassured thut he laughed through
tho telephone.
"I've been keeping away from you,"
he volunteered, "because I've had a
lapse Into savagery, and haven't been
lit to talk to you. When 1 get back,
I'm coming up to explain. And, In the
meantime, I'll telephone."
On the train Samson was surprised
to discover that, after all, he had Mr.
William Furbish for a traveling com
panion. Thut gentleman explained
thut be had found an opportuhlty to
play truant from business for a day
or two, and wished to lee Samson
comfortably ensconced and Introduced.
Tho first duy Farblsh and Samson
had the place to themselves, but the
next morning would bring others.
The next day, while tho mountain
eer was out on the flats, the party of
men at tho club bad been swelled to
a total of six, for In pursuance of
the carefully arranged plans of Mr.
Farblsh, Mr. Ilrudhurn had succeeded
In Inducing Wilfred Horton to run
down for a day or two of the sport
he loved. When Horton arrived that
afternoon, ho found his usually even
temper ruffled by bits of muliciously
broached gossip, until his resentment
against SuniHon South hud been
funned Into danger heat. He did not
know that South also was ut the club,
and ho did not thut afternoon go out
to tho blinds, but so fur departed
from his usual custom as to permit
himself to sit fur several hours In the
club grill.
And yet, as Is often the case In care
fully designed affairs, the one clement
that made most powerfully for the
success of Farblsh's scheme was pure
accident. The carefully arranged meet
ing between the two men, the adroitly
Incited passions of each, would still
have brought no clash, had not WII
Ired Horton been affected by tho (lush
ing effect of ulcohol. Since bis college
days, he had been invariably abstemi
ous. Tonight marked an exception.
He was rather surprised at the cor
diality of the welcomo accorded him,
for, as chance would have it. except
for Samson South, whom he had not
yet seen, all the other sportsmen
were men closely allied to thu politi
cal and financial elements upon which
he had been making war. Still, since
they seemed willing to forget for the
time that there hud been a breach,
he was equally so. Just now, he was
feeling such bitterness for the Ken
tuckiau that the foes of a less per
sonal sort seemed unimportant.
In point of fact, Wilfred Horton had
spent a very bad day. The final straw
hud broken the back of his usually
unruffled temper, when he had found
In his room on reaching the Kenmore
a copy of a certain New York weekly
K
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It-
r
- w.
"Don't You See That This Thing Is a
Frame-Up?"
paper, and hud reud a page, which
chanced to be lying face up (a chance
carefully prearranged). It was an Item
of which Farblsh had known, In ad
vance of publication, but Wilfred
would never have seen that sheet,
had it not been so carefully brought
to his attention. There were hints
of the strange infatuation which a
certain young woman seemed to en
tertain for u partially civilized stran
ger who hud made his entree to New
York via the police court, and who
wore his hair long In Imitation of a
biblical character of the same name.
The supper at the Wigwam Inn was
mentioned, and tho character of the
place intimated. Horton felt this ob
jectionable Innuendo was directly
traceable to Adrienne's Ill-judged
friendship for the mountaineer, and
he bitterly blamed the mountaineer.
And. while he hud been brooding on
these mutters, u man acting as Fur-bii-h's
ambassador hud dropped Into
his room , since Faiblsh himself knew
ueut to their death. One big snake
cost its owner $",uu.
Hi rt Mansllcld, who owns (he dog
and pony part of the show, remained
on the scow with his pet dog Chester,
despite the entreaties of his compan
ions, until he barely escaped with his
own Hie.
Another valuable nr.lmal still at
large is the trick mule, High School
Juck. There were six horses and 20
trained dogs. Severul trained rac
coons were lost. -Mount Vernon
(Wash.) Dispatch to Seattle Times.
Teaching Art to Children,
The Children's Hour held under the
auspices of the department of fine
arts, Carnegie Institute, Pittsburgh,
was Inaugurated for the season of
1K14-19I5 a Khort time. ago. J. Taylor,
Illustrator, member of the faculty of
the Caniegio Institute of Technology,
gave a chalk talk on Illustrations of
Interest to children. He was assisted
by Norman Kennedy and J. W. Thomp
son, both of Pittsburgh. Many Inter
esting subjects have been selected for
demonstration to the children during
the year- There will bo exhibitions of
a.
that Iiorton would not listen to his
conltdeuccs. The delegated spokes
man warned Wilfred that Sumson
South had spoken pointedly of him,
and advised cautious conduct. In a
fashion calculated to Inflame,
Samson, It was falsely alleged, had
accused him of saying derogatory
things In bis absence, which he would
hardly venture to repeat In his pres
ence. In short, It was put to Horton
to announce his opinion openly, or eat
the crow of cowardice.
That evening, when Samsou went
tt his room, Farblsh Joined him
"I've been greatly annoyed to And,"
he said, seating himself on Samson's
bed, "that Iiorton arrived today."
"1 reckon that's all right," said Sam
son. "He's a member, Isn't he?"
Farblsh appeared dubious.
"I don't want to appear In the guise
of a prophet of trouble," be said, "but
you are my guest here, and I must
warn you. Horton thinks of you as a
'gun-fighter' and a dangerous man.
He won't taks chances with you.
If there Is a clash, It will be serious.
He doesn't often drink, but today
he's doing it, and may be ugly. Avoid
an altercation if you can, but If It
comes" He broke off and added seri
ously: "You will have to get him, or
he will get you. Are you armed?"
The Kentucklun laughed.
"I reckon I don't need to be armed
amongst gentlemen."
Farblsh drew from his pocket a
magazine pistol.
"It won't hurt you to slip that Into
your clothes," he Insisted.
For un instant, the mountaineer
stood looking at his host and with eyes
thut bored deep, but whatever was In
his mind as he made that scrutiny
he kept to himself. At lust, he look
the magazine pistol, turned It over In
his bund, and put It Into his pocket.
"Mr. Furbish," he said, "I've been In
places before now where men were
drinking who had made threats against
me. I think you are excited about
tWs thing. If anything starts, he will
start It."
At the dinner table, Samson South
and Wilfred Iiorton were Introduced,
and acknowledged their Introductions
with the briefest and most formal
nods. During the course of the meal,
though seated side by side, each Ig
nored the presence of the other. Sam
son was, perhaps, no more -silent than
usual. AlwayB, he was the listener ex
cept when a question was put to him
direct, but the silence which sat upon
Wilfred Horton was a departuro from
his ordinary custom.
He had discovered In his college
days that liquor, Instead of exhilarat
ing him, was an Influence under which
he grew morose and sullen, and that
discovery had made him almost a total
abstainer. Tonight, his glass was con
stantly filled and emptied, and, as he
ate, he gazed ahead, and thought re
sentfully of the man at his side.
When the coffee hud been brought.
and the cigars lighted, and the serv
ants had withdrawn. Hortor. with the
manner of one who bad been awaiting
an opportunity, turned slightly In his
chair, and gazed lusolently at the Ken
tucklun. Samson South still seined entirely
unconscious of the other's existence,
though In reality no detail ot the brew
ing storm hud escaped him. He was
studying the other faces around the
table, and what he saw In ihem ap
peared to occupy him. Wilfred Hor
ton's cheeks were burning with a dull
(lush, and his ryes were narrowing
with an unveiled dislike. Suddenly,
a silence fell on the party, nnd, as
the men sat puffing their cigars, Horton
turned toward the Kentuckian. For a
moment, he glared la silence, then
with an impetuous exclamation of dis
gust he announced:
'See here, South, I want you to know
that It I'd understood you were to be
here, I wouldn't have come. It has
pleased me to express my opinion of
you to a number of people, and now 1
mean to express It to you In person."
Samson looked around, and his feat
ures Indicated neither surprise nor In
terest. He caught Farblsh's eye at
the same instant, and, though the plot
ter said nothing, the glance was subtle
and expressive. It seemed to prompt
and goad him on, as though the man
had said:
You mustn't stund thut. Go after
him."
'I reckon" Samson's voice was a
pleasant drawl "It doesn't muke any
purticulur difference, Mr. Horton."
"Even If whut 1 Bald didn't happen
to be particularly commendatory?" In
quired Iiorton, his eyes narrowing.
"So long," replied the Kentuckian,
'us what you said wus your own opin
ion, I don't' reckon It would Interest
uie much."
'In point of fact" Horton was gaz
ing with steady hostility into Sam
son's eyes "I prefer to tell you. I
have rather generally expressed the
belief that you are a damned Bavage,
unfit for decent Bocloty."
Samson's face grew rigid and a trifle
pale. His mouth set Itself In a straight
line, but, as Wilfred Iiorton came to
his feet with the lust words, the moun
taineer remained seated.
And," went on the New Yorker,
flushing with suddenly augmenting
passion, "what I suld I still believe to
modeling, plaster casting, and vase
craft, us well as talks, Illustrated by
lantern slides, on various .periods of
painting and architecture. The per
manent collections and special exhi
bitions in the department of fine arts
will be utilized for the benefit or the
children.
Interesting If True.
A resident of Westville, Conn., soys
that last year he took a pumpkin sued
before it had dried and cut bis name
and the year on It. He planted the
seed Inst spring and when a pumpkin
formed the name and date were on It
in small letters. As (he pumpkin grew
the date and letters enlarged In pro
portion. The pumpkin weighs 63
pounds and the letters nnd date are
raised on It. Hoston Glo'io.
Manufactures in New York.
The manufacturing establishments
In the borough ot Manhattan number
19,769: In Hrooklyn, 5o,I18; :n Queens,
771. These plants employ the follow
ing numbers o'. wage earners: Manhat
tan, 3K9.791; lirooklyn. 123,883;
Queens, 23.S9L
be true and repeat In your presence.
At another time and place, I shall be
even more explicit. I shall ask you to
explain certain things."
"Mr. Iiorton," suggested Samson In
an ominously quiet voice, "I reckon
you're a llttlo drunk. If I were you,
I'd sit down."
Wilfred's face went from red to
white, and his shoulders stiffened. He
leaned forward, and for the instant
no one moved. The tick of the clock
was plainly audible.
"South," he said, his breath coming
In labored excitement, "defend your
self!" Sumson still eat motionless.
"Against what?" he Inquired.
"Against that!" Horton struck the
mountain man across the face with
hla open hand. Instantly, there was a
commotion of scraping chairs nnd
shuffling feet, mingled with a chorus
of Inarticulate protest. Samson had
risen, and, for a second, his face had
become a thing of unspeakable pas
sion. His hand Instinctively swept
toward his pocket and stopped half
way. Ho stood by his overturned
"I'm Ready Either to Fight or Shake
Hands."
chair, gazing ilito the eyes of his as
sallunt, with an effort at self-mastery
which gave his chest nnd arms tho
appearance of a man writhing and
stiffening under electrocution. Then,
he forced both hands to his buck and
gripped them there. For a moment,
the tubleuu wub held, then the man
from the mountains began speaking,
slowly and In a tone of dead-level
monotony. Each syllable was portent-
ouBly distinct and clear clipped.
' Maybe you know why I don't kill
you. . . . Maybe you don t. ... 1 don't
give a damn, whether you do or
not. . . . That's the first blow I've
ever passed. ... 1 ain't going to hit
bark. . . . You need a friend pretty
bad Just now. . . . For certain reasons,
I'm going to be that friend. . . . Don!
you see thut this thing is a damned
rrame-up? . . . Don't you see that I
wan brought here to murder you?"
He turned suddenly to Farblsh.
"Why did you Insist on my putting
that In my pocket" Samson took out
the pistol, and threw It down on the
table-cloth In front of Wilfred, where
it etruck and shivered a half-filled
wine-glass "and why did you warn
me that this man meant to kill me?
I was meant to bo your catspaw to put
Hired Horton out of your way. I
may be a barburiun and a savage, but
1 can smell a rat If It's deud enough."
For an Instant there was absolute
and hushed calm. Wilfred Iiorton
picked up the discarded weapon and
looked ut it In bewildered stupefac
tion, then slowly his faco llumed with
distressing mortification.
Any time you want to fight me"
Samson had turned again to face him,
and was still talking In his deadly
quiet voice "except toulght, you can
find mo. I've never been hit before
without bitting back. That blow bus
got to be paid for but the man that's
really responsible has got to puy flrBt.
When I light you, 1 11 fight for myself,
not for a bunch of damned murderers.
. . Just now, I've got other business.
That man framed this up!" Hu pointed
a lean finger across the table Into the
Btnrtled countenance of Mr. Farblsh.
He knew! He has been working on
this job for a month. I'm going to
attend to his case now."
As Samson started toward Farblsh,
the conspirator rose, and, with an ex
cellent counterfeit of insulted virtue,
pushed back his chair.
"I!y Ood," he Indignantly exclaimed,
you mustn't try to embroil me In your
quarrels. You must apologize. You
are talking wildly, South." '
"Am I?" questioned the Kentuckian,
quietly; "I'm going to act wildly In a
minute." i
He halted a short distance from Fur
bish, and drew from his pocket a
crumpled Hcrsp of the offending maga
line page: the item that had offended
Horton.
I may not have good manners,
Mister Farblsh, but where'I come from
we know how to handle varmints." He
dropped his voice and odded for the
plotter's ear only: "Here's a little
matter on the side that concerns only
us. It wouldn't Interest theBe other
gentlemen." He opened his hand, and
added: "Here, eat that!"
BECAUSE HIS DOG LIKED HIM
Why the Southern Mountaineer Was
Willing to Pay to Check a
Mongrel.
The pedigree of a dog makes no
difference If you love him. This was
the opinion expressed by a citizen of
lioneervllle, at Holse, Idaho, when he
found thut be would have to pay $7.50
to check a mongrel as far as St. Louis,
about two-thirds of the journey.
He and his brother, two touthern
mountaineers, who still dress In the
Tennessee mountaineer Btylu, ap
peared at the Poise station with tick
ets to Nashville. He remarked tliut
he wanted to check his dog through
and asked whether or not he could
get off at certain stations to feed and
pet the animal.
"That dog Is powerful fond of me,"
he reinnrkcd In explanation.
His face fell somewhat when he was
told that It would cost him something
like $10 to check the dog.
"Why can't he go on our tickets?"
ho said.
When told that he would have to
Farblsn with a frightened glanre
at the set face of (he man who was ad
vancing upon him, leaped back, and
draw from his pocket a pistol It was
an exact counterpart of the one with
which he hud supplied Saineon.
With a punther like swiftness, tho
Kentuckian leaped forward, and struck
up the weapon, which spat ono In
effective bullet Into the rafters. There
was a momentary scuffle of swaylrtg
bodies and a crash under which the
table groaned amid the shattering
of glass and china. Then, slowly, the
conspirator's body bent back at the
waist, until Its shoulders were
stretched on the disarranged cloth,
and the while face, with purple veins
swelling on the forehead, stared up
between two brown hands thut gripped
lib throat.
"Swallow thut!" ordered the moun
taineer. For Just an Instant, the company
stood dutnfounded. then a strained,
unnatural voice broko the silence.
"Stop him, he's going to kill the
mun!"
The odds were four to two, and
wlih a sudden rally to the support of
their chief plotter, tho other conspira
tors rushed the figure that stood throt
tling his victim. Hut Samson South
wus In his element. The il.imined up
wrath that had been smoldering dur
ing these last days was having a tem
pestuous outlet. He had found men
who, In a gentlemen's club to which
he had come us a g-'c-i fought to
use him as a catspaw and murderer.
As they assaulted hint, en masse,
he Biized a chair, and swung it flail
like about his bead. For a few mo
menta, there was a crushing of glass
and china, n;id a clatter of furniture
and a chaos of struggle.
Samson South stood for a momuit
panting In a scene of wreckugo and
disorder. The table was littered with
shivered glasses and deranteis nnd
chinuware. The furniture wus scat
tered and overturned. Farblsh was
weukly leaning to one side In the seat
to which he had mailt! bis way. The
men who had gone down under the
heavy blows of the chair lay quietly
where they had fallen.
Wilfred Horton stood waiting. The
wholo affair had transpired with such
celerity and speed that he had hardly
understood It, and hud taken no purt.
Hut, as he met the gaze of the dis
ordered figure across the w reckage of
a dinner-table, he realized that now,
with the preliminaries fettled, be who
had struck Samson in the face must
give satisfaction for the blow. Horton
was sober, as cold sober as though he
had jumped into ice-water, and though
he was not in the least afraid, he was
mortified, and, had apology at such a
time been possible, would have made
it. He knew that he had misjudged
his man; he saw the outlines of the
plot as plainly as Sumson had seen
them, though more tardily.
Samson's toe touched the pistol
which had dropped from Farblsh's
hand and he contemptuously kicked It
to one side. He came back to his
place.
"Now, Mr. Horton," he said to the
man who stood looking about with a
duzed expression, "If you're Btill of the
same mind, I can accomodate you.
You lied when you said I waB a sav
age though just now it sort of looks
like I was, and" he paused, then
added "and I'm ready either to fight
or shake hands,. Either way suite
me."
For the moment, Horton did not
Bpeuk, and Samson slowly went on:
"Hut, whether we light or not, you've
got to shake hands with me when we're
finished. You and me ain't going to
start no feud. This is the first time
I've ever refused to let a man bo iny
enemy If he wanted to. I've got "my
reasons. I'm going to make you shuke
hunds. with me whether you like It or
not. but If you want to light first It's
satisfactory. You said awhile ago you
would be glud to be more explicit with
me when we were alone " He paused
und looked about the room. "Shall I
throw these damned murderers out of
here, or will you go Into another room
and talk?"
"Leave them where they are," said
Horton, quietly. "Weil go Into the
reading-room. Have you killed any of
them?"
"I don't know," sold the other, curt
ly, "und 1 don't care."
When they were alone, Sumson
went on:
"I know what you want to ask me
about, and 1 don't mean to answer you.
You want to question me about Miss
Leseott. Whutever she and I have
done doesn't concern you. I will say
this much If I've been ignorant of
New York wave and my Ignorance has
embarrassed her, I'm sorry.
"I supposed you know that she's too
damned good for you just like she's
too good for me. Hut she thinks more
of you than she does of me and she's
yours. As for me, I have nothing to
apologize to you for. Maybe, I have
something to ask her udon about,
but "lie hasn't asked it.
(TO HKCOXTINCKO.)
Whale a Victim of War.
An enormous whale drifted ashore
near Margate, England, the other day
It had been killed by a mine In the
North sea.
pay $7.50 to St. Louis and another
fee from then on, he said:
"Well, thut cur thinks so powerful
much of me I reckon I'll have to pay
it. .It makes no difference about (lie
kind of dog, if you love him, you
know," and ho slowly counled out the
money from an old miner's wallet and
put the dog In the baggage car, with
a final love pat on his head.
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An admiral's daughter has nent to
the church army war fund a 200 year
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hamshire lace, which have been In her
famlly'B possession for 100 years A
West Country resident has sent some
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