Arline ge Haase eware fachelors SYNOPSIS ¢ Dr. Davis, recently married to May Davis, is having lunch with | Joe Babbitt and his friend, Myra, when Babbitt 4s called away. May | happens into the same hotel and fis | furious at seeing her husband with a girl. After explanations, Davis and May make up and go to the shop of Beranger-de Brie to buy perfume. Myra, just naturally flirtatious, decides to further her acquaintance with Davis, and goes to his office to be vaccinated. A few moments later May comes in, ~ followed by de Brie, who is return- ing a glove she left im his shop. Bhe discovers Myra and mow re- fuses to speak to her husband. CHAPTER VII—Continued The girl turned to Davis, but the “doctor seemed to have grown sud- _ denly hard of hearing, or else he ~ was immersed in his magazine, for he made no attempt to move. Lora looked at her mistress. The two women exchanged glances. “Excuse me, doctor,” the maid spoke quite loudly, “but Mrs. Davis teld me that you would pay me as ghe hasn’t got the money, now.” - “Yes—0, yes, Lora.” Dr. Davis looked up from his perodical and then reached into his pocket. May bit her lip. to hide a tiny - smile that puckered her mouth as the maid took the money and de- parted. But the effort was not lost on Davis. He saw the beginning of that smile, and he sensed that May You, hat Ti oh with her.” was already forgetting her anger. And, after all, they were being sil- ly, he reminded himself. It was foolish to go on this way. If he spoke first it would probably make May fesl a lot better. Anyhow, he wasn’t a child. He could swallow - foolish pride. He cleared his roe t nervously. ~ “I say, May,” he began. “Lets forget it. I'm sorry for everything 1 said. I didn’t mean it. I swear I didn’t.” The only answer to his plea was an all-engrossing silence, thick enough to cut with a knife. “Look here, darling, there’s no use in our going on this way.” He got up and walked over to his wife's chair and, standing behind it, put his arms about her neck. “I don’t care to talk to you, thank you,” May returned with an attempt at cold politeness. > “Oh, yes you do, darling—you know you do.” Davis bent closer + over his wife, kissing her soft, fair * hair. “No, I don’t. You let me alone.” May tried to push his hands away, but he €lung stubbornly to her. “You've been terribly mean to me.” “Darling, I'm so sorry. I didn’t mean to be. But I simply saw red when you asked that idiot to take you home this afternoon. And when tarted that kissing your hand ff I could cheerfully have throt- tled him.” “Well, how do you think I felt when I saw you at lunch with that girl?” May demanded. 2 “I suppose just the same way I felt when I saw you with that man.” x “1 know, but it wasn’t my fault he was there—I didn’t bring him with me.” “I didn’t bring that girl with me, either. That just shows how de- ceptive looks can be. Let's always give each other a chance to explain before we get mad after this. Kiss me, sweetheart, and tell me it’s all over.” “But I don’t know whether I want to kiss you or not,” May objected weakly. “Every time I think of you with that girl—" “Shh-h-h!” time immemorial. ~ two people—if they sat very close INSTALLMENT TWELVE Davis drowned out her words by stopping them in the way approved by all lovers from At last he went over and stirred up a dying fire in the fireplace and thtew on a fresh log. He pushed the big chair that could just hold together—nearer the heat, and sat down beside May, his arm apout | her waist. Outside they could hear the swish of the autumn wind rat- tling the dying leaves on the trees. From the street far below came the muffled thrum of speeding motors, broken now and again by a honking ' horn. i “Don’t let’s ever quarrel any more,” May sighed, leaning her head on her husband’s shoulder. “It makes me so unhappy.” J “It makes me unhappy, too, dar- ling,” Davis agreed. “But you must promise me you won't be jealous over nothing.” > ‘Oh, I know, but when I saw you today—and that girl with you—" “But I wasnt interested in her. In fact, as soon as she left I told Miss Calahan never to allow her in the office again. So you see what you're doing—just ruining my practice.” He laughed. “Oh, dearest, I don’t want you to do anything like that,”: May told him seriously. “I'm not a -bit jealous of her now. She can come there whenever she wants to, and I won't say a word—I mean, if -she’s il], or anything.” She could afford to be magnanimous, now that the quarrel was over and sheq was safely ensconced in Ed’s arms. “I guess we won't starve with- out her contributions to the family pocketbook,” Davis laughed. “But all I ask is, don’t let me see that perfume chap hanging around you, or there will be trouble.” “Oh, Ed, don’t be a silly dear.” May patted his hand affectionately. “I was only trying to get back at you for this noon. I think he’s awful, myself, but he was the only person around. After all, it was a good lesson for you,” she added mischievously.. “Now you know what'll happen if I ever find you again with an unexplainable wo- man.” “Well, I've learned my lesson,” Davis acceded. “And we're never, never, going to quarrel anymore? just going to after’. “Quarrel! Why, they'll be putting us in one of those model-home ex- hibitions, right in the spotlight, as the model of who ought to live in model homes.” “Yes, that’s what you think,” Fate snickered into his sleeve in a manner far from gentlemanly. Whereupon the telephone set up a loud and tempestucus clatter. “Oh, for th’—"" Davis exploded. “Wonder who that is. You expect- | never We're ‘live happy ever Ling any calls? -*No. I do nope it isnt for you. Davis reached out and picked up the telephone. “Hello...Yes... this is Dr. Davis...yes, wh I can’t h&ar you... Y€Es, I see. serious ?...0h, it is! All right, I'll be right over...What was that ad- dress again?...528 Sundon street.. yes, 5-2-8. ~ I'll be right over... G’bye.”—He hung up the receiver. “Oh, Ed, don’t tell me you have to go out again. Who was it?” May demanded. ‘The hospital?” “No, some idiot’s shot himself— 528 Sundon Street.” He jotted down the address on the telephones pad. “Well, it looks as though our little stay-at-home party’s on the blink. I'll have to chase way over there. Don’t know why on earth they called me, though.” “It’s a shame!” May declared petulantly. “I don’t see why a doc- tor has to work day and night— other people don’t.” “No, they use their evenings to get sick or shoot themselves. Well, I suppose I've got to chase along and find out what it’s all about. They might have called a hospital, though, instead of me.” “Where is Sundon Street?” May asked. “Well, that number's away over on the east side of town pretty far down. I don’t know the neigh- borhood there very well.” “Are you going to také the car?” “Might as well,” Davis answered, rising leisurely and stretching. “It’ll save time. Gee, I hate to go out again—just when it was so nice and comfortable here.” “Oh, well, I suppose it can't be helped,” May sighed. “Hurry up and run along—the sooner you get there the sooner youll be back.” “I suppose so,” Davis grumbled. He went out into the hall and May could hear him searching around for his things. “Say, where’d I put my bag?” he called back. “Here, I'll look for it.” May got up and went into the hall. “Here it is, right under your nose. Honest- ly how you ever found anything before you married me is more than I can understand,” she teased. “Find anything. Why, I was 80 neat and orderly I never had to look twice for anything. If youll no- tice, Mrs. Davis, that bag was buried beneath a coat of yours. Now I never put my bag under a coat, but since I married you—" “Stop fussing!” May laughed. “That poor man’ll be dead and well in his grave before you ever get to look at him if you don’t hurry. Now, are you sure you've got every- thing? The keys to the car?” + “Yep, I've got everything.” Davis fumbled around in his pocket and jungled the keys. (To be continued.) History Of Dallas Continued From Last Week Ephrim McCoy settled, made a small clearing, and built a house in the year 1797 on the lower side of the present road, about half way between Raub’s hotel in Dallas borough and the “Corner School House ,” near present residence of William Goss. This house like all the houses of that region at that time, was built of logs, and was but little better than a hunter's cabin. McCoy was the original grantee from the state of the northwest quarter of lot two of certified Bedford township. He was a Revolutionary soldier, and was lame from a wound received in battle. He was unable to do much and drew a pension. He cleared a small. spot when he first settled there, but in later years worked but little, spend- ing much of his time fishing: at Har- vey’s Lake was a famous and hunting and fishing resort. McCoy said it was still visited by Indians and he frequent- ly saw them passing by a trail through the woods where Dallas village now stands, to and from the lake. Abram Honeywell informs me that he remembers McCoy well, and says that when McCoy died the nearest burying grounds was at Huntsville, and there being no drivable roads yet open- ed between Dallas and Huntsvile, McCoy's body was carried by the pall bearers about two miles to the Hunts- ville burying ground for interment. I give this incident as it was related to me by Mr. Honeywell, but it is praper to state that McCoy sold his Dallas land in 1817 and is noted in the first assess- ment book of the newly organized Dallas township (1818) as having ‘re- moved,” and his name does not appear thereafter as a taxpayer of Dallas township. This may be the date of his death. He left no kin and but little can be learned of him. There is no tomb- stone to mark his grave at Huntsvile. William Trucks, a Connecticut Yan- kee, in 1801 bought of Daniel Barney, of Wilkes-Barre, the Connecticut title to lot three “of certified Bedford with a warrant against all persons claiming the same by any title derived from, by or under the state of Connecticut or tlie Susquehanna Company.” William Truck Jr., afterwards completed the title by securing a patent from the Commeon- wealth of Pennsylvania. It is on this lot three of certified Bedford that near- ly all of the present village and much of the borough of Dallas now stands. William Trucks, however, though a pioneer, did not go so far into the’ wilderness from - the settlements of Wyoming Valley. He did not venfure beyond the banks of Toby's Creck the present village of Trucksvile, whieh took its name in his honor. As early as 1796 he was a resident “of Kingston township and the owner of 36 acres of “occupied” land and 208 acres of “unoccupied” land, one horse and two cattle, and was by occupation a carpenter and millriglit. In the year 1804 his holdings were 13 acres of im- proved—¥and, 803 acres of unimproved “eid and three cattle. In the year 1800 Benjamin Carpenter, Oliver Pettibone and William Trucks were appointed a» committee, “by the proprietors of King- ston, for the purpose of leasing the public lands in said town to William Trucks.” Seventy acres were thus lea. sed for a term of 999 years. The lease was dated 4th April, 1800. : In- 1813 William Trucks, Jr., conveyea all of lot three of certified Bedford tu Philip Shaver. In the year 1807 we find him, for the first time, assessed as owner of a grist mill and a saw mill. These mills were at Trucksville. The grist mill must have been built at an earlier date however, as we find it mentioned in a petition for a road view as early as 1804. It was built of logs, two stories high, and stood on the same ground now occupied by the present steam grist mill in that village. It had but one pair of mill stones, and they were made from a large boulder of conglo- merate rock, known as “flat iron rock.” which used to stand by the road side opposite the old John Gore saw mill that formely stood a quarter of a mile above the present toll gate of the King- ston and Dallas turnpike. These mill stones were cut out and set by Mr. Trucks himself. At this mill the grain was first run through the stones and ground. It was caught in bags below and carried up stairs again by hand where it was thrown into a hopper and shaken by hand through a coarse cloth and thus bolted. The saw mill was erected by Mr. Trucks about the same time, possibly a vear or two later. It stood against the steep rock hillside, about four rods above the stone mill dam which now stands at the point where the Kingston and Dallas turnpike crosses Toby's Creek in the lower end of the village of Trucksvile. Those mills and the William Trucks settlement at that point were very important improve- ments in the early part of this century. It was the first foothold of settlement and civilization on that side of King- ston mountain. William Trucks built substantially as if he intended to stay and develop the country. The house in which he lived was built of logs, hewn on four sides, and stood on the flat ground where the store building late occupied by J. P. Rice, Esq., and now by William Patterson, KEsq., stands, about four or five rods below the pre- sent grist mill. This house had two rooms down stairs. The chimney was built in the center and had two fire places. It was warm and strong I have been told bythosewho remember it. In the year 1809 William Trucks was commissioned justice of the peace by Governor Snyder, for Plymouth, King- ston and Exeter townships. In 1811 he sold his mills to Joseph Sweatland who BOILS tO draws BEAR BRAND SALVE ¢ package includes spat 50 Des a Sndage and tape ~ GROBLEWSKI 8 CO. Plymouth.Pa. founded i892 NOS anatural head also 3 Jor Ze3%s soon afterwards added a distillery to the grist mill. The same year William Trucks moved to Wayne township where he spent the balance of his days, leaving powers of attorney with his son William Trucks, Jr. Daniel Ayers of Plymouth, to dispose of the balance of his interests in Luz- erne county, Pennsylvania. About 1814 Jacob Rice purchased part of the Trucks improvement from the Sweatland family and settled at Trucksvile. The distillery was distaste- ful to Mr. Rice and soon disappeared. and his friend’ —Kunkle- —_—— and Mrs. Frank Smith, Mr. Chester Redfield, Mrs. Kunkle and children, Eleanor Charles, spent Sunday with Mr. Mrs. George Deitrick of Falls. Mr. and Mrs. Charles Harris of Miners Mills, Mr. and Mrs. Edward Fiske of Dallas and Charles Rice of Wilkes-Barre spent Sunday with ‘Wil- liam Harris and son, William Har- ris, =Jjr. Mrs. W. S. Kunkle, Mrs. Sarah Mor- gan, Mrs. Ralph Ashburner and son, obbie, Mrs. J. S. Kunkle and Mrs. Roannah Landon. were the guests of Mrs. = Alex Johnston at dinner on Thursday of last week. Mrs. W. H. Conden, Miss Margaret Kunkle, Miss Gertrude Smith, Mrs. F. P. Kunkle and Mr. Chester Redfield attended Pomona Grange at Jackson on Saturday, the trip being made in Mr. Redfield’s car. Mr. and Mrs. John Isaacs motored to Youngstown, Ohio, on Friday last to attend the funeral of Mrs. William Isaacs, which occurred on Saturday at her home there. They were ac- companied on the: trip by Thomas Isaacs of Forty Fort and Mrs. S. J. Woolbert of Shavertown. Mr. and Mrs. Henry Isaacs also made the trip at the same time, accompanied by Mrs. Charles Heidenrich of Wilkes-Barre and Ted Woolbert of Shavertown, all returning home on Sunday. Mrs. Sarah Morgan of Wilkes-Barre, Mr. and Mrs. W. S. Kunkle, ‘Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Ashburner and son Bobbie and Philip Kunkle motored to Tunk- hannock on Sunday to spend the day with Mr. and Mrs. John Morgan and family. Mrs. Sarah Morgan, who has been the house guest of Mr. and Mrs. Kunkle for several weeks, will spend some time with Mr. and Mrs. John Morgan before returning home. Mrs. J. S. Kunkle entertained at dinner on Friday last Mrs. W. 8S. Kunkle, Mrs. Sarah Morgan, Mrs. Alex Johnston and daughters, Alice and Elsie, and Mrs. Ralph Ashburner and son Bobbie. Mr. and Mrs. W. H. Conden spent Tuesday with Mr. and Mrs. George Bulford of Trucksville. Mrs. Charles Herdman and Mrs. W. H. Conden attended their birthday club dinner at the home of Mrs. Charles Fisher in Truncksville' on Wednesday. Mrs. Fisher's guests also included Mrs. Fred Makinson of Forty Fort, Mrs. D. P. Honeywell of Dallas, Mrs. Sherman Wardan of Shavertown, Mrs. John Byers, Mrs. Kilie Richards and Miss Emily Fisher. er Palmer Updyke left for San Fran- cisco, Cal.,, on Wednesday morning on receipt of.an urgent message from his brother, who lives there. No explana- tion of the urgent call was given in the message. : Mr. Mrs. and Olin and and Mrs. Clarence Roote and sons, Johnnie, Francis and Freddie, spent the week-end with her sister, Mrs. John rader, of Parsons. Dewey Mitchell has plated ~tanlendid aAgditien to i> h Mrs. Elizabeth Lord of Mt. Jion and Marshal Sprucie of East Dallas spent Saturday with Mrs. Roannah Landon. Mrs. Landon accompanied Mrs. Lord home for a week’s visit. The Kunkle reunion will be held at the Community hall today, Saturday. Mrs. Fred Ellsworth and Oliver Ells- worth visited friends in Tunkhannock on Tuesday. E Mr. and .Mrs. Philip Kunkle of Dal- las spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Fred Ellsworth. me (Y Westward, Hol After attempting to sit in a genuine colonial chair or to sleep in a genu- ine colonial bed with any degree of comfort, one is better able to under stand why the American pioneers were always so willing to leave home and push info the wilderness. Mr. Dic came from Warren county, New Jersey, and was local preacher of the Methodist faith. He was a man of great enterprise and industry. He made many improvements at Trucksville and be- came one of the foremost and wealthi- est citizens of his time in that vicinity. He erected a tannery, plaster mill and fulling mill, opened a store for many years conducted a large and prosper- ous business at the village. He built a handsome residence on the hill above the grist mill which is still standing, and which, at the time of its erection, was far in advance of any other house in that country. It was painted white and had green blinds on the windows, and when new was generally regarded as palatial for that place. Joseph Orr, father of Albert S. Orr, of Wilkes-Barre was the builder. Another enterprise started at that point by Mr. Rice was a corn roaster intended for preparing roasted corn to recently com- cine. send south for.the negro slaves. Roasted | corn was afterwards found to be injur- | ious as a negro diet, and this enter- | prise failed. (Continued Next Week) -Orange- a Mr. and Mrs. David Emmanuel spent Sunday with Mr. and Mrs. Bert Brace at ast Dallas. Mrs. Rachel Hatton of Hazleton is visiting at the home of Alonzo Brady. Mrs. Morris of New Jersey is spend- ing some time at the home of Mr. and Mrs. H. B. Woolever. : Herman Ferry of Philadelphia spent the week-end with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. G. M. Ferry. Brice Sickler has returned to Bowl- ling Field, Washington, D. C., after visiting his parents here. IL.eo Dymond has purchased Harry Tripp’s garage and is now open for business. : The Ladies’ Aid Society of the Orange M. E. church held its monthly meet- ing Wednesday to make a quilt. The school board of Franklin town- ship held its regular monthly meeting in the Orange school house Tuesday night. The following teachers were elected for the coming term: Moun- school, Helena Fowler; Michigan school, Mabel Major; Geraldine Culver. The Orange school is still vacant. The following Boy: Scouts camped over the week-end at Green Castle: Harold Bedford, scoutmaster; Malcolm Baird, James Mitchell, Robert Snyder, Myrtle Swartwood, Kenneth Doddrell, Ernest Gay, Francis Brown, Glenn Sickler, George Woolever. Mr. and Mrs. H. B. Schooley . of Wilkes-Barre are occupying their sum- mer home here. Mr. and Mrs. Laird Stanton of Hard- ing were recent callers at the home of John Berlew. Edward Evans of Vernon is seriously ill at the home of his son, Russell Evans. Marian Agnew, a teacher in the Red Lion schools, is spending her vacation with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. O. A. Agnew. The children of this place are prac- ticing for Children’s Day exercises which will be held Sunday evening, June 30th. E First National Bank PUBLIC SQUARE WILKES-BARRE, PA. United States Depository: Capital Stock ...... .. $750,000.00 Surplus and undivided profits earned ia. $2,000,000.00 Officers and Directors ‘Wm. S. McLean, President Forest Grove, |g | DEMONSTRATIONS OF ELECTRIC STOVES TO BE GIVEN HERE BY EXPERT Modern labor-saving devices for the housewife nomics will be given this week in the Reese building, Dallas, by a home eco- nomics expert from the Westinghouse and hints on home Electrical ‘and Manufacturing Co. oO The demonstration will be under the direction of the Luzerne County Gas and Electrical Company, who are as- siting the expert by placing a number her f their electric stoves here for use. d 0 e uncut, Cooking demonstrations will ay night at 7:45; n Wednesday at 2 vening at 7:45. O——— Hair on Man’s Head The hair on a man’s head, if lef rarely grows more than inches, according to one expert. €co- be given on three different days__Mon- Tuesday afternoon at 2 and in the evening at 7:45 and and again in the t 12 The WISE MAN Avoids trouble and saves money by changing the oil in his automobile every five hundred miles. Let us examine your car regularly and make necessary repairs at our usual low cost. We have modern Alamite and Zerge equipment for oiling and greasing. A.L. MEEKER NOXEN, PA. Hudson, Essex and Ford Agency of Wm. H. Conyngham, Vice-Pres. C. F. Huber, Vice-Pres. Francis Douglas, Cashier F. W. Innes, Assistant Cashier = Direetors Wm. S. McLean, C. N. Loveland, F. O. Smith, George R. McLean, Wm. H. Conyngham, Richard Sharpe, C. E. Huber, Francis Douglas, Edward Griffith, T. R. Hillard, Lea Hunt. Safe Deposit Boxes for Rent 3 Per Cent Interest Paid On Savings Deposits $1.00 Will S*art An Account [ First National Bank | DALLAS, PA * * * Members American Bankers’ Association * * » DIRECTORS R. L. Brickel, C. A. Frantz, D. P. Honevwell, W. B. Jeter, Sterling Machell, W. R. Neely, Clifford W. Space, Wm. Bulford, George R. Wright. OFFICERS George R. Wright, President D. P. Honeywell, 1st Vice-Pres. C. A. Frantz, 2nd Vice-Pres. W. B. Jeter, Cashier + so free Per Cent. on Savings Deposits No account too small to assure careful attention Deposits Payable on Demand Vault Boxes for Rent Self-Registering Saving Bank Free , 0 Paint-Up For Spring. BREINIC’S J PURE LINSEED OIL== Paints, Varnish Lead and Oil DALLAS HARDWARE & ~ SUPPLY COMPANY PHONE 60 MAIN ST., DALLAS Qe Sold Only By Independent Dealers. THE WILLIAMS BAKERY, Is MR 2\ \ NN OW that the warm weather period here—and every mother is anxious to simplify her work, why not cut out bread baking entirely? You can have the most delicious, most healthful meal—just by buying WIL- LIAMS HOLSUM BREAD. family will enjoy it immensely! WILLIAMS HOLSUM BREAD 26 HILL STREET, WILKES-BARRE, PA. ALL the a 4 1 { £
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