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About Lincoln County leader. (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987 | View Entire Issue (Aug. 23, 1912)
i SYNOPSIS. race thS mJ?nl? of J"1 automobile race tns mechanician of the Mercury wtA tT.C10"5, volunteers, and Is ac foSr h,,in. theret during the twenty Miss CarH.u0' ?taP,on meet "ranger. Mii who 'ntroduces herself. The lWy Wln",rac,, Canton receives "Sres. Ml" CarIlsle- which be 1- CHAPTER III. i .w-. The Finish, and After. Morning arched Its golden hours across the still speeding cars, and melted slowly Into noon. The weary drivers had settled to steady endur ance gaits, saving their energy and their machines for the more spectac ular work of afternoon and evening. At nine o'clock that night the race would end. The Mercury car had registered ninety miles more than the Duplex, both of them being many tens of miles in advance of the other competitors. .At six in the morning Stanton had gone In for a brief rest. At eight he was back, and kept the wheel until ono In the afternoon. Victory was In hie hands if nothing happened to his car; an hour and a half lost In re pairs would transfer all his advantage to the Duplex. He was Jealously afraid to Intrust bis machine to his assistant driver, and consequently merciless to his mechanician and him elf. But Floyd made 'no complaint. At half-past one, all the cars were sent to their camps while an hour was spent in having the track bur riedl? mended by gangs of workmen. The road-bed in places was furrowed like a plowed field by the flying wheels. Meanwhile the afternoon crowds flowed In, filling the stands to suffocation, massing on the prome nade, banking in a solid row of pri vate automobiles behind the screen. When at half-past two the racers were recalled to start anew, Stanton sharply scrutinized his mechanician before leaving the camp. "I'm going to keep this car until the ena or the race," he announced, not unkindly. "If you don't think you can tana seven hours of it, say so: and I'll have them find some 'one to re lieve you. They can rush Rupert here from up the Hudson by four or five o clock. If you get in for it, you'll finish, if I have to tie you in your seat. I m driving to win." The scarlet of resentment flushed through Floyd's grime-streaked pallor, You won't have to tie me," he promised, white teeth catching his lip "1 11 not flinch. Go on." Stanton actually laughed, bending to his levers. "I didn't mean to tie you to keen you from running away, but to keep you from fainting and falling out." be explained. "But " The car bounded forward. The track had been filled in with wet mud from the infield on the first circuit the heavy Lozclle car skidded and went through the fence at the north turn. After that, nothing could have Induced Stanton to allow his machine in other hands. Hour after hour passed. The noisy music of the band crashed out mon otonously; the crowd swayed, mur muring, applauding, exclaiming, argus eyed and kaleidoscopic In color and motion. At sunset, when the Mercury made a trip into camp for supplies, neither of its men left their seats. The beam ing Mr. Green came to shower con gratulations upon Stanton, and with him the head of the Mercury Com pany, himself a former driver whose quiet appreciation had an expert's value. Stanton was leaning across the Wheel, chatting with them, when his employer broke the thread of speech. "What Is the matter with your mechanician, Stanton?" he queried. Stanton turned, suddenly conscious of a light weight against his shoulder. With his movement, Floyd also start ed erect, their glances crossing. . "Nothing," the driver briefly an swered to the other's question. "Tired, perhaps; he has been working. As you were saying" But the glimpsed picture stayed with Stanton; the fatigued young face against his arm, the drowsy, heavy lidded eyes flashing keenly awake, the Involuntary expression of angry shame at the moment's weakness. And be would sooner have tied Floyd in his seat, after that, than have added the fine Insult of offering to relieve him. "Ready," some one called; the work-1 afTIia Game an J de CanJIe fittm Mercoro etc. 0 Mutation, L FREDERIC THOENBURGa men scattered In every direction, and the Mercury was off once more. "Car comin'." warned the mechani cian, as they shot from the paddock entrance on to the track. "Duplex ahead." Floyd was himself again, watchfully businesslike, nonchalantly fearless. . Color and glow faded from the sky once more the search-lights flared out around the track and transformed it to a silver ribbon, running between walls of ebony darkness except where the lamp-gemmed . stands arose. Al ready newspapers were being cried announcing Stanton's coming victory. Driving evenly, steadily, refusing all challenges to speed duels and at tempting none of his deadly tactics of the night before, Stanton piloted bis car to the inevitable result. At nine o'clock the flag dropped, and amid a hubbub of enthusiasm the Mercury crossed the line, winner. Later, when the triumphant tumult In the Mercury' camp had somewhat subside 1. Stanton walked over to where Floyd was leaning against a column of unused tires. "You've had twenty-four hours of me," be naid abruptly. "How did It strike you?" Floyd raised his candid erav eves to the other's face, and In spite of ex- naustlon smiled with a glinting frank ness and humor. "If you want me to tell you" he began. "I have asked you." "It struck me rather hard. But I'd like you to like me as well as I do you. "I need a mechanician to rae with me for the rest of the season," Stan ton gave brief Information. "Do you want the position?" Floyd straightened: even in thn nn. certain light the color could be seen to rise over his face. "You'd take me; you?" "Yes." "You know oh, I can tune up a motor, I understand my work, but for road racing you know I can't crank your car or change a tire without help." Stanton smiled grimly. "I guess I am big enough to crank Stanton Was Leaning Across my own car," he quoted at him. "You have your nerve. I can't hava a whin. Ing quitter to drive with me. I make you the offer; take or kave It. But remember, I am like y to break vnnr neck." "I'll chance that." answerer! FinvH drawing a quick hrenth, and held out Ma. stanrler band. 'Til rnmo " rem 8 ( f?J The Dact was maae. in after ttm. Stanton came to wonder at its bald' simplicity. . . The assistant manager ovprtnr.tr Floyd, a little later, when that young mecnanician, at least superficially cieaner ana wrappea in a long dust coat, was leaving the training rnmn "See here, Floyd;' you are going to race with Stanton right along, he says." "Yes. sir." Mr. Green agitated his foreboding neaa. "You won't get along with him," be asserted darkly. "No one does. He, he Is you'll see. But you won't leave us on the edge of a race, will youT We are entered at Massaehu setts, for week after next; you'll turn up on time, no matter what he does in between! "Surely, sir. I would not leave any one. without notice, of course "Plenty of notice, Floyd. For you can t stand Stanton. Stanton at that moment was in bis tent, contemplating with cynical spec ulation a florist's box of fragrant ereen leaves lvine on a chair. The was no card with these, but they were sprays of laurel. In fancy he saw the message that had accompanied the orchids, the delicately engraved let ters: Valerie Atherton Carlisle. Did she take him fofr a matinee idol, he scoffed; or, what did she want? Some thing, she wanted something of him. What? Only amusement, probably. He bad not grown to manhood in New York city without learning that men and women In a certain set alleged their extreme wealth as a license, which freed them from the restraint of small conventionalities, and arro gantly took such diversion as the mo ment offered. And should he play the game to which she invited him, or decline it? Was It worth while? He was weary to exhaustion, but still he remained gazing at the box of laurel "You can't stand Stanton." Mr Green was warning Floyd, by way of farewell. And the mechanician was laughing. CHAPTER IV. The Road to Massachusetts. Stanton and Floyd did not meet again for a fortnight Their ways ,of life did not run parallel except when a race was due or taking place, The Mercury car bad gone back to the factory for a thorough overhauling after the twenty-four-hour grind, and It would have as soon occurred to Stanton to seek out his machine as his mechanician. Some drivers grow sentimentally attached to their cars watching them fondly and lealouslv: he did not, consistently and temnera. mentally practical in outlook on the minor facts of life. It was in the railroad depot, the morning he started for Massachusetts that Stanton saw his mechanician for the first time since the Beach victory, Floyd was seated on one of the wait 9AT4. sir": the Wheel Chatting With Them. lng-room benches, reading a magazine; in his gray suit and long overcont, his head with Its clustering bronze curls bent over bis book, be looked like a particularly delicate and pretty boy of eighteen, perhaps even a trifle ef feminate. . Remembering that cry from the midst of the perilous strug gle with the Duplex; "Cut him closer; 4U' hes weakening! Cut hhn elose!" Stanton's Hp curved in amused appre ciation as he crossed to the absorbed reader. "Good morning," he remarked. Floyd glanced up. then rose with an exclamation and held out his hand, his ready color rising like a girl's un der his fine, clear skin. "Good morning; I didn't see you coming," he responded. "No, you were reading. You are go ing" "To Lowell. The car Is aboard, you know." "I did not know." corrected Stan ton with indifference. He was study ing the other curiously, striving to analyze his singular attractiveness and to find the reason why be, Stan ton, snould feel pleasure at the pros pect of having this companion at his side; he, who had never formed friend ships as most men did. Floyd laughed, his grey eyet mis chievous. "Well, I know. We've been working all the week at the machine, and we've got her ticking like a watch. You don't bother about that I suppose you don't have to, it's up to us. But if you will take her out on the track to morrow, I'll tune her up to the last notch." Suddenly Stanton put bis finger on the thing he sought, one thine that made this mechanician different; and voiced his thought before considering wisdom. "You're a different class. Flovd." he stated abruptly. "You're no workman nor descendant of workmen." Floyd stared, startled at the brush Irrelevance, then melted Into a straight, direct 'smile as be met the keen gaze. (TO BE CONTINUED.) THOUGHT HIS TIME HAD COME Imagination Truly Is a Wonderful Thing, as Kansas Man Is Likely to Admit. . Every summer John Fisher, a T.lh. erty grocer, and Frank Cockrell, a re urea larmer, maintain a camp at the mouth of Shoal creek on the Missouri river, about 15 miles below Kansag ny ana four miles south of Liberty. Last summer thev were entertain ing, among others, J. D. Taylor, a farmer of near Manola, about 65 miles northwest of Alberta, Canada. The hosts and their guestst Were crnuned around a small camp Are, scantily at- urea ana partaking of fried catfish with relish, when Taylor grabbed at his leg and arose to his feet with a nowi mat sounded like the siren of the Gunter. "I'm a goner, boys," he groaned, ai he hopped around on one leg, grip ping the other nowerfullv with hnh hands and imploring someone between wanes to get a club and get busy. "There's a snake in mv nnnta lor as big as my arm and it's squeezing and Dmng me to death." Fischer grabbed one side, of th trouser leg In question and Cockrell me other and they ripped with right gooa win, but no snake appeared When Taylor was sans Dants how. ever, they took the remnant from his hands, and closely mereed with the Interior was found the stringy remains oi a small frog. 'And that's what lmaelnntlnn will do for you," said Taylor, as, he hunted up a dox ana climbed upon it tailor fashion to finish his Interrupted ua. slon with tbo fish. Kansas City Jour nal. New Idea In Teaoota. The tipsy teanot Is Dorm In r nnn davs at afternoon teas. It mnv k found in Fifth avenue homes and In the rooms of the Barnard college girls. The pots are handy for brewing tea daintily and quickly. The tipsy teapot has six legs Instead of feet. In the teapot Is a special receptacle for the tea, with holes for the water to n late from the main part of the poL The tea is placed in the little compart ment and then the pot Is tlDoed on its side, permitting tbe steaming water to absorb the strength of the tea leaves. New York Press. Drew the Line at Cats. To the list of divorces for seemln vlv trivial causes such as "cruelty In not inning me out riding." "cruelty In re quiring me to sow on buttons " si ting now been added a divorce granted to a man who charged his wife with cruelty in keening cats In th hn.t.. thereby preventing him from occupy. ing nis iavnnte chair. On the Judge's Inquiring. "Why didn't vou nut t fl oats out of the house?" the mnn an swered, "My wife Is a member of the Society for the Prevention of f'rimlt to Animals, and I was afraid she would have me arrested." Beans Consumed In Boston, Boston baked bnans are known around the globe. In the city of Bos ton alone about 32,000.000 quarts of huked beans are devoured annnniiv tn say nothing of the pork that goes with mem and the brown bread tha' Is also served. Up-to-Date Mummies. Occasloi ally one meets a mnn who reminds him that not all tha m inn. mles cume from Egypt. Tme Jokbrwbl.. Ton l f ia JAIB-01AS M J(B9( , tai himt imci uss tvHia fi3. tlCaeil MBS MSI m mv turn. la C7. KM MAtl A MBS SI (EST VSnuvn TMI tUtU'.AWVIUV KVT Kl SHUl MIS BM HAVS TT Y8Ei I JIll. Miluj - V ' DEWEY'S DOG IN BAD MIX-UP Chewed Up Two Pairs of Admiral Evans' Trousers and Destroyed Copy of Navy Regulations. Admiral Dewey had an English bull dog of which he was very proud. So marked was his affection for the dog that an atmosphere of "love me. lnvn my dog" had sprung up around the aamirai and the canine. It Is further reported that the animal came near causing- trouble between the head of the Lavy and the late "Fighting Bob" uvana. Admiral Dewey while on a tour ol Inspection when be was In command or the Pacific squadron took tbe dog aiong witn aim. He lost sight of hli pet on Evans' BhlD. hut In a raw mtn. utes saw him hurled skyward from the companlonway as If shot from a cats pault With blood in his eye, says th New York World, Admiral Dewey rushed over to see the reason for the sudden ascent, surmising correctly Dewey's Dog Hurled Skyward. (hat some one had kir-irot th - He saw "Fighting Bob" at the foot of iue Bieps. "Sir!" roared the admiral "wvdi a you mean by kicking my dog?" fair, replied Evans In return, "I'd have kicked that doir If hn hnH the property of the nresMont f . - - - - IUO unuea tatesi He chewed the legs off of two pairs of $15 trousers and destroyed an edition de luxe of tbe navy regulations." Dewey saw the point and paid for new uniform trousers. Ages of the Flags. Curiously enough, the Unitod st-to. while one of the youngest of nations.' displays the oldest flag, comparatively speaking. The American One in Its form, was adopted In th VPnp 1777 and the only changes made In It since that time have been the addition of new stars for the new states as they came into the Union. Our nHn-h cousins often refer In affectlonata terms to their ensign as the flag that has "braved, a thousand vnr k. battle and the breeze." But they for get that the Union Jack in Its present lorm dates only from 1801. The French tricolor was aAnr,tA i 1794; the Spanish flag, as now hi. played, In 1785. while the German and Italian flags are no older than the empire and the kingdom, respectively. An Aged Doll. A man In Dundee. Sent in nd doll which is said to be 2.400 years old. To the layman It looks like lit tle but a worn Btlck, but archaeolo gists declare that It Is a doll. Juvenile Books a Century Ago, Does tbe modern child count hit blessings in the matter of Phrim books? What would he say if, Instead or one of the healthy, brlehtlv writton Stories that now crod the boolcsnii. ers' windows, he received a copy of one of the books for Juveniles in vogue a century ago? The vcrv titios f some of these old volumes would rouse the back of present day ybuth "The Advantages of Education as RiimM.t. ed In the History of the Wlngfleld amny, Elizabeth Ann Dove's "Tales of My Pupils, or, an Attempt to Cor rect Juvenile Errors;" S. W.'s "A Visit to a Farm: or. an Introductin n tn Vni-I. ous Subjects Connected With Rural Economy" (this reachri! a fifth tlon In 1811), and Sandham's "Peram bulations of a Bee and a Butterfly. In Which Are Delineated Thosa Cmii.. Traits of Character Which Commonly escape uoservation. ' London Chrotv 'clo. How He Came, Teacher Who discovered America) Bright Boy Columbus. Teacher That's HithL Now hn fiwk did be come to do It? Brlaht Boy He came by water.