S' The Governor's J A Novelization of 1— Alice Bradley's Play GERTRUDE STEVENSON UlustraHons from Photographs of the Stage Production « r ì t t V d y a A fi: o< fii ti fl hi th th fu co m: pb wl et st< ha rm ral tei un ms as kei pn fer pre I ehe sioi jud see me the wh: moi cou ven and C tlel be com cam witl zum cont cam stat> Mue ing, vert dida assa In worl Han He win was the anyv some throi state Th mitte ning just able i obtai “As anj U m M IMasew SYNOPSIS. Daniel Slade suddenly a.lvan.-ee from a penniless miner to a millionaire. He Is ambitious to become governor of the etale Ills simple, home loving wife falls to rise to the new condition». Slade meets Katherine datitthter of Senator Strick­ land. and »ev» in her all that Mary Is not Blade decides to separate from his wife and takes rooms at his club. His deser­ tion of his wife and his constant atten­ dance on Katherine Strickland causes public comment Editor Merritt Is won over to the support of Slade because he cannot otherwise supply the money ' for * s M»r- Kuropean trip demanded by Mrs rttt CHAPTER VI—Continued. "There are strangers there who learned of your—er—domestic difficul­ ties for the first time tonighL" Strick­ land continued. “Merritt has thrown the bombshell." "Why. 1 thought—” Slade began to proteat. "He’s all right." came the senator's reassuring tones. "It had to come out. He's got his coat off in there for you now. He maintains that the opposition papers are bound to take It upf nt any moment Now, wbat do you advlee*" "The truth," thundered Stade. "My wife is preparing to desert me. It will happen"—Hayes jumped up and flung himself out of the room—"to­ morrow—the next day—any hour.” "I see." and the senator looked grave. "Is this irrevocable. Slade?" "Irrevocable." declared Slade, posi­ tively. "As 1 have told you several times, senator, it is Irrevocable. 1'11 stand by that.” Convinced that Slade knew his own mfnd in this matter as well as he bad the reputation for knowing it in all other matters. Strickland returned to the waiting politicians. Slade bad been alone but a few minutes when Katherine returned. "Well, Mr. Slade.” the girl ex- claimed. "things seem to be coming our way Slade was in no mood for mere con­ versation. He was annoyed at Hayes’ attitude, and incensed because hie private affairs were being publicly discussed in the next room. Mentally he consigned Hayes to the devil, bis wife to the far East of the country, and registered a vow with himself that he would have that divorce and the woman he wanted in spite of every­ body and everything. He resolved to sound Katherine out then and there. He turned over In hie mind the most cold-blooded prop­ osition that a man ever made to a woman He was planning to ask her to marry him, when he should be free, to decorate bis home, preside at his table, share his wealth and the honors of the chief executive of the state. There would be no warmth in his tone, no love in his heart, no hunger of bis lips for here, no yearn ing of his arms for her yielding figure, there would be none of the fire of youth, nothing of the love of little children, nothing of the spirit that makes of marriage a sacrament rather than a thing of convenience. As Katherine walked across the room, moving toward him with the quiet grace and dignity of the well- trained. well-gowned woman, he bad a fleeting memory of the slight, badly dressed little woman, whose diffidence tn strange surroundings bad always fretted him. She a governor’s wife? Impossible! He rose and stood be­ side the woman whom he proposed to use as another living stepping stone. "Miss Strickland.' bis mind fully made up, "you've done a lot for me in the last few weeks while you've been making that bust I think I un demand you in a way The more I s*e of you the more I think I—I’d like to make a—well, a bargain with you. That doesn't seem to be quite the word." he hesitated as the girl averted her eyes, "Yet I think that’s whai. we cal) it." "A bargain?" echoed Katherine. “Yes, a bargain,” be repeated. "I never knew but one woman well—that was Mrs. Slade. She's a good woman —a mighty good woman, but we can't —I never had a home—not a home like Strickland's. When I have another house—that'll be what I'll want. I'll want my friends, my acquaintances, to come there. I want—well—head quarters, And I want a woman at the head of my house that I can be proud of—like Strickland " Katherine was not surprised. She had anticipated some such move as thia on his part, but now that she was face to face with the unvarnished suggestion.« she found hern-lf more «hocked than she would hare be- lieved. "In a couple of months I'll stand free,” he went on. "Perhaps sooner, I don't expect any woman's going to love me—she isn'L Got to do that when you're young, But I'd do all I could for tb« woman, She'd have ev- erythlng—money and—the power that goes with it I want to say right here that I wouldn't speak If I thought young Hayes had a chance. 1 saw he didn’t” At the mention of Hayes’ name Katherine had an Instant's vHion of Bob's tender face—his eyes burning with love looking Into hers—of his youth—his strength—his fine honor, and her heart cried out desp-trciely, pitifully, for the shelter of his arms. In another moment the old recur- rent vision of life in the old town, dull, cheap, uninteresting, and the lure of what Slade was offering. the money, the clothes, the servants, the power to reign supreme, swept her off her feet. The thought of divorce did not terrify her. Mrs. Slade, whom she had never seen, was only a name. As Slade watched her standing straight and white, he feared he had been too brutally blunt. "You needn't think It over now," he hastened to add. "1 i’erhapu yon will later, and perhap« you won't. That's for you to decide, 1 guess I've said all 1 can sav." But Katherine was not a woman to shrink from a situation because of its unpleasant features, She knew that she couldn't have all the thing« she wanted without some suffering, some pain. Her father’s world bad taught her that love was a thing of small consideration where marriage was concerned, unless it went with the advancement of one's ambitions. Love was not of the world. Place, power, wealth--these were of the world and thia man offered them to her. "This Isn't a matter of sentiment," she agreed with him calmly. "1T1 be perfectly frauk with you. I don't say I won't think It over. I know just what you want of a woman. When you can go to my father free there won't be %ny barrier in the way.” She offered her hand as if to bind the bargain. He held it for * brief instant and with a hurried "thank you" left the room. CHAPTER VII. Left alone, Katherine drew a long breath. Her face was set and her eye« were harder than It is good for a woman’s eyes to be. She pictured to herself the future for which she had just bargained. There would be wealth—no more pinching struggle with masked poverty, her father at ease, his political debts all paid There would be no more pretense that her art was for love of It and not for money—she would be free to follow her desires in this as In all else There would be honor and power as <1fe of the state's chief executive— and that was but a step to further honors that she would achieve at Slade's side—with Slade always with Slade—ah! As she stood thus the horror of what she had agreed to do swept over her. and she sank moaning and shivering into a chair, covering her face as If to shut out the hideous vision of her­ self as Slade's wife. She did not hear Bob enter, and did not know he was in the room until he touched her shoulder with tender alarm, exclaim­ ing. "Why. Katherine, what's the matter?" He did not think he ever remem bered Katherine, strong, flrm-wllled Katherine, looking so pathetic and helpless. She dropped her bands from her face and he was surprised to see the misery in her eyes and the drawn lines about her mouth. "I'm cold—I'm cold! I've had an awful chill," she tried to say, her teeth chattering with the sudden cold that seemed to freeze her lips. "Don't touch me. Bob?" she choked. 'T've done IL I've done IL 1 always knew I'd do something terrible—I've done it.” Her voice was hollow and her eyes were blank and expressionless. "Katherine, tell me what's the mat­ ter? Can't you tell me?" There was a world of love and tender solicitude In Bob's voice. His manner seemed to rouse her, and she began to pace the floor excitedly. "My mind's made up. It's all over between us now. I'm going to marry Slade," the words were uttered quickly, breathlessly. "You're going to marry Slade," Bob could scarcely believe bis ears. "You must be crazy!" "No.” Her voice was firmer now. "But I’m twenty-seven years old. twenty-seven years old." She bit the words off with a vengeance. "Soon I'll be thirty»—thirty—do you hear? And you're the only man I’ve ever cared a rap for. I've tried to marry other men, rich men, men with Impor­ tant positions. Once I nearly did it in Europe. Then I thought of you, and 1 waited, I waited. And It's t late now. I can't wait any longer. I've worried and wondered ever since I got home what I could do. What I could do! Slade's the answer, Bob. Slade’s the answer.” "My God, Katherine!" Hayes was completely bewildered at this unex pec ted outburst. "Slade's married." “I don’t care,” she retorted, de­ fiantly, gaining courage as she talked. "A woman more or leas 1« nothing to that man. He'll move a mountain. He'll soon sweep her out of his path." The hot blood surged up into Hayes’ face. He was aghast at this peep Into the soul of the woman he had thought was tender and dear and sweet. Her complete disregard of Mrs. Slade en­ raged him. "So this 1« what Slade has done!” His fists were climbed. "This la what he's after. Thia is what you want I'm not surprised,' lie went on. bit­ terly. "It was always In you." "Yes," she met thia accuetUoa, an ✓* ORGAN GRINDER'S DAY angry light In her eyes. "It was al­ A ways In me. I always had to have everything, bo everything. 1 can't stay here and ba a nobody. We're HARVEST REAPED DY WASHING getting horribly poor. If we look pros­ TON STREET MUSICIAN. perous. it's because nothing Is paid Notes and Instructions from Agricultural Colleges and Experiment Stations for. When I wus a child I always of Oregon and Washington. Specially Suitable to Pacific Coast Conditions had to lead all the little gamoa." She V was talking rapidly, oaruestly. "Then Story From tho Capital Concerning I whan I grew up there was only one French and German Ambassadors “Soils long and continuously cropped America's Finest Roar leader here Katherine Strickland, to grains become sad and lifelexa. Thu le a Good One, Though It Is Owned by Northwest Man particles run together badly, which and after there wae never but one Not Official. w-onian left this place and did the Chas. M. Talmadge, owner of Silver causes decreased production. Thu soil things I’ve done and made the suc­ Birch farm, Newport, Wash, exhib­ puddles and bakes readily, ami In all It Il was before tho wnr came In grim i cesses I've made, and now—to conio ited his great boar, Laurel Champion, is intractable to our efforts to make it 1 earnest, of course, but here 1« thn back here—and settle down! When yield any increase. This soil will, I'm Mrs. Slade I'll have tho life I'm last year at the fairs, winning nt each however, r>w|x>nd If proparly treated. form In which a perfectly respectable after money and power and Europe • event, and came back thin year start­ By applying manures, green or barn­ old story used to be told over the cig­ arettes tn Washington. When the gov- the world." ing at tho Spokane Interntatu fair, yard, to Increase the organic matter ' ernments of France and Germany "Don't forget Slade,' ,“ came ‘snreax content, it takes on a morn tractable where he won eleven first prizes and tlcally from Hayes. "Don't forget nature. Decayed vegetable mutter j were merely barking nt each other Slade," and he came toward her one championship, with Laurel Cham- ■ supplies some plant fotsl and assists in I across the conference table, lj hui» "You'll have Slade, too. You'll have pion and.his get. Thin was against making other plant fotsl available to ! polled one day that an Italian organ to live with him. a man who has lived the keenest competition, the herds of growing crofts. It increases bacterial grinder, strolling along the streets of ail hla life with another woman— J. A. Simonson, of North Yakima, action, which means more available I Washington, planted bls Instrument who—" I of torture on the turb In front of the Wash., and of F. R. Steel, of Grants plant food. It improves tho physical "Don't!" she commanded, condition of the soil and permits more . German legation and began grinding Pass, Ore., being entered also. only marrying mo for a—< perfect aeration and plant roots must out the Marsvlllalsu, housekeeper." Mr. Talmadge laiught Laurel Cham­ have air. It also givrs warmth and Thn strains of France’s great nn- "You'll be his wife just the same."! pion from Professor C. F. Curtis, of life to tho soil. I tlonal air fell upon the ears of thq Every word was a sting. "Humus, though not so active as or­ : German ambassador. Count B"rnstorff, th« Iowa State college at Ames, la., "Yes—you’ll have your revenge." ganic matter, is a necessary soil con­ 1 ua he eat within, deep in the dlplo- Katherine answered quietly, more to two years ago after he had Won at the stituent. it gives tho soil color and , mutlc puixles of his office, ind a frown herself than to him. ’ Her vole* Iowa and Minnesota state fairs. friability. Soils rich in humus are 1 overspread hla brow; for thn Germans, ii'.pod wearily. "Evey time ho Laurel Champion wax farrowed in easier to work and give larger returns . though a music loving people, love not kisses me every time be* comes Into Humus 1 thn tune of the Marseillaise. How- April, 1911, his sire being Rival's for work expended on them. the room. But I'll get used to him. Champion Best, which was grand affords a home and food for iMUiullcial , over, he passed the incldunt, ae a I suppose. Women get used to that champion latar at the Illinois, Iowa, bacteria. Humus increases the mois­ ’ momentary annoyance, aud burled sort of thing." Indiana, and Missouri state fairs, St. ture holding capacity of a soil. One , himself d'-epor In hla work. “Yes, and then go to th* dovili Ill Joseph, Mo., fair, etc., making a clean ton of humus is capable of absorbing When the musician, having reached tell you what I think of you,' he the end of tho Marseillaise, proceeded stormed. "You're a bad woman. to adjust hla machine and play it You're as rotten as they make them over again, tho ambassador grew rest­ There's no type so low. You're bad to the marrow. London and Washing­ less. And when tho third round be­ ton and Paris have done for you. gan, Count llernatorff'a patience broke You've butterflled all over the world under tho strain. Hammering upon his till you're a heartless jade, junketing call bell, ho summoned an attondanL about from one embassy to another “Go out nnd drive that fellow from with all your pretty little cheating the block!" he commanded, and was tricks and not a decent thought In turning again to hla work when a your head " bright Idea flashed upon him. "Here, "I won't listen,” she gasped, amazed wait a moment," be called, and. draw­ at his denunciation of her. ing a coin from hla pocket, gave th« “You will listen!” valet some instructions along with the "Don't, oh, don't say such things. money. Bob." she pleaded. The valet, swiftly making bls way to "Why not?" he demanded. "You tho struct, addressed tho organ who plan to do such a devilish thing grinder. in the eyes of God and of men, can ‘"Can you play ’Die Wacht am you be afraid to hear what It really is Rhein?*“ ho asked. you plan? You will listen!" "Yes. sure. Mike, I play him," re­ He took a step nearer. He caught plied the son of Italy, In the lingo of her roughly by the shoulders. He tho country. buried hla lipa Into the soft tendrils l»aurrl Champion. Great rut Living lirrkNnirr Hoar *'!>o you know where M'eleur Jus- of hair around her ear as be almost aerand, the French ambassador, Ilves?" shouted: "You are going to rob a poor It guards thin now queried tho servant. little woman—step Into her house and «week of the circuit in 1910. He is two tons of water. “Yes, yes, auro. Mlko, I know," re- snatch away her husband—and the the present herd boar of the Chas. F. ( moisture carefully ami gives it up only excuse you can offer la that you Curtis herd at Ames, la., and is con­ readily to the growing plants. A noil sponded the dago. "Well, here's a half-dollar." said the want his money. Why don't you rob sidered the best Berkshire boar living. in good tilth and rich in humus always somebody outright and get away with The grand sire of Laurel Champion is withstands the summer droughts bet­ servant, handing him the coin. "I Rival's Champion, which was the first ter. It? It's more honest." want you to go up to Ambassador Jus "Many farmers are giving too little errand's house and play 'Die Wacht Katherine shrank from him with grand champion boar of America. The dam is Rockwood Laurel 8th., which heed to thin vital problem. Tho torch am Rhein* for 15 minutes without stop­ a cry of protest. "And all the while you love me," was one of Curtis' principal show in applied to straw and other litter in ping. Understand?” some instances still, and the creek he went on, passionately, "you love— sows. "Yes, yes. sure, Mike," exclaimed laurel Champion won first prize in bank is considered an ideal place for i the dago eagerly, nnd. slinging bio or- me—" junior yearling boar class, reserve the barn, as the problem of getting | gnn across his back, as ho prepared to "1 don't," she sobbed. grand champion lioar (beaten only by rid of the manure is solved. Recently move on, added proudly: "You lie!" he accused, hotly. i "Well, supposing I do—what can his sire), and headed first prize herd the writer heard a man lamenting the "Today, beeg day; today I make do over one year in 1912 at Iowa and fact that his land wax all cleared ami bi-rg mon'. Ambasa' Jusserand. just you give me?" she asked coolly. therefore he had no wokane Inter­ There is little virtue in saving the The Dim Bill. state fair. Walla Walla District fair straw from the torch unless it is put to the highest bidder,” he panted It wax a leglxlatlve field day In the to work applied to the land. Manures and Washington State fair. His get "But Slade's not divorced yet, and house, and a call for a quorum hud before you get out of thia dirty mire won first and second junior boar pig at i allowed to leach and flrefang in barn* b"<-n sent forth Wearily the mem- you'll regret it. You'll And yourself Spokane, first junior boar pig and first yard piles lone one-half their value in hers dragged themselves forth from and second junior sow pig at Walla nix months. Rotting straw piles de­ so deep In scandal—” tho cool house offices Into the beat of "1 won't," Katherine protested, ve­ Walla, and first junior boar pig at teriorate an well. a summer day. And as one congress­ hemently. "I won't have a scandal.’’ Washington State fair. ‘‘Remember that mixed straw han a At the Spokane Interstate fair this value of approximately f.'i per ton for man greeted another, the question. "1s "They'll say he's your lover,” bit rage turning Into fury. year, Laurel Champion won first on fertilizing purposes, saying nothing the dam bill up?" wns overheard by a rather prim nnd earnest visitor, who Katherine looked at him as If she aged boar, grand champion boar, first about the value from the physical went on. horrified at such profanity, had been turned to stone. Then the on get of sire. He sired the first and effect on the soil as above mentioned. only to hear another group inquire: "Is second senior boar pigs, second junior Barnyard manure, more concentrated real significance of what he bad said fanned to a flame tho rage that was yearling boar, first junior boar pig, product, han a still greater value. Of the dam bill up?” Hurrying on to­ burning In her heart—rage at him — second junior yearling sow, first and the green manures we can grow best, ward the office building, still a third at conditions—at everything! She second senior sow pig, third junior sow namely, vetch, clovers, peas, etc., time her enrx were axxalled with tho gripped her Angers around one of the pig, first over-year herd bred by ex­ vetch straw is worth >5.25 a ton to undignified query—“Is the dam bill lovely roses at her belt and crushed hibitor, firV under-year her l and first plow under, clover straw S7.f>0 and up?" "Well, I never," said the good lady, it to a pulp. Then she ripped them under-year herd bred by exhibitor. He peas $7. "The commodities for increasing tho shaking her hussar plumes viciously, from her gown—his roses—and threw also sired the group that won produce organic matter in Oregon soils are at ”1 never heard such profane congress­ them among the blazing logs in the of sow and the first prize farrow. The grand champion of America is hand. Where rainfall is plentiful, the men. The changeable weather has fireplace. the one which is made grand champion question of working coarse and bulky worked on their tempera auro enough, (TO BE CONTINUED) of the American Berkshire congress, manures and litters into the soil is an for every congressman I meet has which is a national show of Berkahirea easy matter. They may be applied, been Inquiring about that dam bill, ROLL-TOP DESK IS BARRED held once a year in connection with diskt-d in and plowed under where cul­ and the thought of It so Impressed It­ I some state fair designated by the tivated crops, corn and potatoes, are to self on my mind that I almost feel like In the Interest of Efficiency Eastern American Berkshire association. This be grown, or they may lie applied as saying that dreadful word myself for Railroad Equips Its Offices With fair is designated in advance so that top dressings to meadow and pasture the sake of relief.”—“Affairs at Wash­ Modern Furnishings. all Berkshire competitors can be en­ lands. ington,” by Joe Mitchell Cbappel, In tered, making the strongest Berkshire “Fall plowing gives a splendid op­ National Magazine. la This Is an age of efficiency, and show of the year. At each of these portunity to work litter and manures the successful stores, offices, and cor­ fair a senior champion, junior cham-1 with the soil. Every man should con­ Deposits of Phosphate Rock. porations one sees many things that pion, grand champion, and reserve sider himself a committee of one that While the states of Florida, Tennes­ make for more efficient work on the grand champion are selected. shall see to it that the best practices see and South Carolina have for many part of every one from the big boss lie put into o|>eration to Increase the years been tho principal sources of down to the janitor. organic matter content of our soils.“ Organic Matter in Soil phosphate rock in tho United States, Nowhere perhaps is efficiency more It Is believed that tho main produc­ /« Valuable Soil Asset rigidly demanded than on most of tion In the future will probably come the railroads An order just Issued by 5 Oregon Agricultural College, Cor­ The Pathetic Congressman. from tho great deposits of phosphate an Eastern railroad is Illustrative of vallis —‘‘Organic matter in soils is to Congress had to have Its mileage, rock on public lands In Idaho. Utah, the soil what leaven is to bread, ” says the point. This order forbids the use i and the only way It could get the mile- of roll-top deals by any of the em­ J. E. Larson, soil expert at the Oregon | age whh by an adjournment. Hence Wyoming and Montana. While George­ town lx the only village strictly with­ “As applied to ployes—all offices from the president's Agricultural college. j the suddenness with which that pa- in thn nma discussed. Montpelier nnd soils, organic matter is decaying roots down and all those along the system I triot, Mr. Henry of Texas, thrust his Soda Springs are closely adjacent. An have been equipped with flat-top and vegetable comjiounds. When com­ i hand In his bosom nnd called off tho pared with humus, which is decayed filibuster. Mr. Wilson did not even cstfmste of tho high grade phosphnto desks. vegetable matter^already incorporated have to frown. Ho simply wax the rock available In the area northeast This Is so the men will not cram into the soil as part of the soil mass, call of home nnd tho pocketbook obey­ of Georgetown has been mndo—2.663,- pigeonholes full of papers and pile 290,000 long tons. Although this es­ it is the active soil constituent. Or­ ed.—New York Tribune, work and papers on tbeir desks, close timate Is approximate. It Is derived ganic matter is added to the soils in them up and go home The man wltk the application of vegetable matter It might be good business for some from tho most complete data availa­ a flat top desk will clear it off be­ such ax barnyard manures, litters, theater manager Io Install an electric ble at the present time nnd haB been fore leaving In fact It's mandatory green manures, etc. Keeping up the board to show the progress of the confined to tho content of tho main In this case, and he steps up to bls organic content replenishes the store war. bed, which Bon In the greater part of desk the next morning, not having to of humus. this area near the base of the phos­ fuss and fume over a pile of unsorted The grent alm of the sobsister phate shales, nnd no attempt la mado papers, but ready to dig right in on SCCIllS to bo to wv bring H,,,,n the ..... young man. ninii, to estimate tho vast tonnage of tho The pickling season being on. the the day’s job. There's nothing left ut> who lacks courngc. and the girl whose intermediate or low-grade rock. Japs have bottled Klao Chow, the done from yesterday. friends call her beautiful, together. Turks have corked up tho Russian Cat Had the Advantage. fleet In the Black sea and the British When the lenderfeet come west In Leaders Laid the Foundation. Cherry Kenrton, the famous photog­ navy has Germany bottled in the 1915 they may miss tho wilderness, In manual toil, In commerce, in edu­ Baltic. but they’ll find It all wool and a ynrd rapher of wild animats. says that dur­ cation and in public service, at home.o ing tho bombardment of Antwerp a dog wide. at the council board, in the church, nnd a cat followed him down the It may be cheaper to move than pay there is not a bit of routine you can your rent, but after moving several Why doesn't some one prosecute the street. "As tho shells burst tho dog put your hand to. but the saints and times the last few months we doubt legislators for passing bad bills? Tho went dodging from one side of tho heroes were at the beginning of it. It. police won't let us do It and get away road to tho other, but tho ent never "Princes dug this well, yea, the nobles with IL turned a hair." A cat In naturally of the people hollowed it out with their The S