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About Lincoln County leader. (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987 | View Entire Issue (Nov. 22, 1912)
- 'Vii' 8YN0P8I3. At the beginning of great automobile the mechanician of the Mercury. Stanton's machine, dropi dead. Strange youth, Jesse Floyd, volunteera, and la ac cepted. In the rest during the twenty four hour race Stanton meets a stranger. Miss Carlisle, who Introduces herself. The Mercury wins race. Stanton receives flowers from Miss Carlisle, which he Ig nores. Stanton meets Mis Carlisle on a train. They alight to take walk, and train leaves. Stanton and Miss Carlisle follow In auto. Accident by which Stan ton Is hurt Is mysterious. Floyd, at lunch With Stanton, tells of his boyhood. Stan ton again meets Miss Carlisle and they dine together. Stanton comes to track sick, but makes race. They have acci dent. Floyd hurt, but not seriously. At dinner Floyd tells Stanton of his twin sister, Jessica. Stanton becomes very HI and loses consciousness. On recovery, at his hotel Stanton receives Invitation and visits Jessica. They go to theater togeth er, and meet Miss Carlisle. Stanton and flnyd meet again and talk business, hey agree to operate automobile factory as partners. Floyd becomes suspicious of Miss Carlisle. Stanton again visits Jes sica, and they become fast friends. Stan ton becomes suspicious of Miss Carlisle. Just before Important race tires needed for Stanton's care are delayed. Floyd traces the tires and brings them to camp. During race Stanton deliberately wrecks his car to save machine In track. Stan ton and Floyd thrown out and lose con sciousness. Two weeks later Stanton awakes, and believes Floyd dead. CHAPTER XII (Continued.) "There ia nothing at all singular In my being here, Mr. Stanton," she stat ed, In her cool. Indolent voice. "Be eause I ascertained by telephone when you Intended to leave the hospital, and so arranged to meet you on the train. Tomorrow I start for Europe, to re main for a long time, and It was nec essary for me to speak with you first I am sorry to see that you have been frightfully 111." "You are too good," he answered, the old antagonism stirring him strong ly. "As you observe, I was not for tunate enough to finish myself com pletely In the late wreck." , "One sometimes feels like that," he coincided, passing one small gloved hand across the 'soft fur of her muff. 1 have wished for the finish, here lately, for my part Tou probably did not know that I was engaged to marry Archer Ross, of the Atalanta Automo bile Company?" Stanton sat erect. All Floyd's sus picions of this girl rushed back to his mind. "Yes," she confirmed the thought In bis expression. "What you are imagin ing Is quite correct I tried very hard to Induce you to drive for the Atalanta Company instead of for the Mercury. The Atalanta absolutely required a good racing record. But I failed. You were more than firm In your decision." So that had been what she wanted of him. That had lain behind her polished surface of gracious admira tion and had been the core of her in sincerity. "And when I would not drive for your company, you tried to prevent me from driving for my wn?" He wondered incredulously. She looked at him, and looked away again. "I fancy you would scarcely credit me, Mr. Stanton, If I denied the fact now. I have been very clumsy; a so ciety woman Is not trained to practical melodrama. You are unbelievably dif ficult to lead." Her flawless self-possession gave an effect of unreality to the whole affair. Stanton felt a vertigo of the mind. ''You had that purpose in view when you first spoke to me at the Beach twenty-four hour race?" . he questioned. "You hoped to Induce me to wreck my car by fast driving, In order to leave the Atalanta a better ehance of winning?" "Oh, no!" she deprecated. "I never tried to cause your wreck what can you think me? No, that was merely an Impulsive experiment; I wanted to see if you would do as I wished. Some men have done so." "Are you going to tell me that you drugged me at Lowell, on the eve of the road race?" "Drugged you? That Is a harsher description than I ever gave the inci dent in my own mind. But I poured into your coffee what Archer Robs had given me for that purpose. He said it would not harm you, only prevent you from driving next morning; he had been betting heavily on his car. But you raced, after all, ill as you must have been. I never imagined you would take such a risk, or I should have re fused the responsibility. -1 disliked the task, anyhow. To be frank, I was hor ribly frightened when 1 saw you on the course, and when the report of your accident came in, I felt guilty of assassination." He looked at her, at her lvory-and-gold beauty, her composed ease, his .own face boldly emotionless. It did a' )&LEANOR m T- INGRAM wioroflie GameeutJ deCaxffe JJie FlmnMervtuy etc. Australians v FREDERIC TTORNdURGI Jc GfinfM. jw A Daiau-Mevtiu armvrr not matter, nothing mattered, now. But yet he read that behind that ap parent ease of hers heaved a sea of tormy thoughts; as always, her speech was no guide to her mind. "I suppose.- then, that you wonld not have been distressed if I had broken my arm when I cranked your car after driving you home from New York," he commented. Her color changed for the first time, her eyes flashed to his. "You angered me,", she retorted. "You brutally told me that you had not raced at the Beach, to please me, nor would you do so. H You were super cilious, no man had ever treated me tliat way before. For one Instant I did hate and long to hurt you; I pushed up the spark as you cranked. The next moment 1 would have undone it if 1 could." There was a pause, as the train halt ed at a station, and the usual flurry of egress and ingress ensued. When the start was made: "Why are you telling me this?" Stanton asked. "I am not considered especially amiable and forgiving, as a rule; why chance unnecessary con fession?" "No," her Hp bent in a faint smile that was not mirthful. "But you are too masculine to retaliate upon a woman. I am not much afraid, al though ! find myself forced to depend upon your indulgence. A net was spread for the feet of the wicked by some one more acute, or less Indiffer ent, than the Mercury's driver. Your mechanician set a private detective at the task of fallowing and guarding you until after the Cup race; fearing treachery, I suppose, would be used to prevent your driving. You are sur prised?" He saw the crowded railway station, on the morning of the return from In dianapolis, and Floyd's vivid, anxious face turned to him in the artificial light He heard the fresh young voice: "ir you won't take care of yourself, Stanton" "There was no need, Mr. Stanton. I had no idea of lnterfe..-0 with you personally. But the thing was done, and overdone. The man hired to play detective was not honest; he exceed ed his mission of protection and went on to investigation for his own profit If I am telling you this, it is because you would soon hear the story from him, anyhow, and because I want you to silence him. He has offered me his silence for a price, but I do not choose to yield to a blackmail which, once commenced, would never end. I prefer to ask shelter of your chivalry." "I will silence him," he gave cold as surance. 1 "You are very good. It is not the least of my humiliations to know that you could, deal me nothing more con temptuous than your forbearance." She hesitated. "There Is one thing more; I would like to ask whether your recent accident was In any way "God," Breathed Stanton, and 8ank Into a Chain caused by the late arrival of the tires for your machine." "You did that?" "Yes, I did that I bad the express car misdirected before it left my fa ther's factory in Chicago. ' I knew your car. could not race on bare rims." . Stanton turned to the window. So she was responsible for the last harsh ness he had shown Floyd; since their misunderstanding could never have arisen if the mechanician bad not been absent on' the trip to Coney Is land. His sudden nausea of loathing for her made calm reply difficult The lost tires bad nothrsf to do with the accident" he explained care fully. ."If you have quite finished, Miss Carlisle, I will change to another seat" - "It Is I who am going. I am glad that the wreck and alteration in you are not my fault It may Interest you to learn that Archer Ross broke his engagement to me last week, to marry I chorus girl." He looked at her, then. "Yes." she agreed. "Dramatic pun ishment, is it not? You can regale Miss Floyd with the tale. You are on your way to her, of course." "Miss Carlisle!" She rose, drawing around her the heavy olds of velvet He saw now the faint lines about her delicate mouth and the new hardness of her tawny eyes. She bad suffered, was suffering also. . "Congratulate her from me. Mr. Stanton. At least she has known a man, whatever it has cost her." Yes, Floyd had played a man's part. Whatever the anguish of losing him, it was a matter of congratulation to have known him. It never occurred to Stanton that Valerie Carlisle might have meant him, himself. It was afternoon when Stapton ar rived in New York, among the snow sprinkled, hilarious crowds that thronged the streets. And then he first realized that this was the day be fore Christmas. Christmas? Holiday? With a vague impulse to escape it all, he hailed a taxicab. A girl with her arms full of holly brushed past him as he reached the curb, a man in uniform stopped him with a hastily recited plea. for aid to the hungry poor. At him Stanton looked, and put a yellow bill in the outstretched hand. , "Sir!" the man cried, pursuing him with ready book and pencil. "What name? So generous " "Floyd," Stanton answered, and stepped Into the vehicle. The address he gave to the chauf feur was that of the quiet uptown apartment house. The little old Irishwoman clad in black silk opened the door. He fan cied she had aged, but on seeing him she broke into beaming smiles and ushered him In with eager welcome. , The girl who was like Floyd was standing in the flrellt room. As Stan ton paused on the threshold, she re treated against the window opposite, her fingers winding themselves hard into the draperies, her marvelous gray eyes wide and fevered. So they gazed at each other, dumb. "You can not bear to see me?" Stan ton first found voice. "I have no right to blame you God knows I under stand. Yet Floyd would tell you that it was not my fault I did not throw away his life by recklessness." ' She gazed at him still, yet it seemed to him . that during a brief second consciousness had left her and return ed, that now she looked at him differ ently, almost wildly. "I have been near death, alBO ," he resumed. "I have seen no newspa pers, I do not know what they have told you. But the accident was pure accident; If he could have been here, Floyd would have borne me ' out in that I have wantonly risked bis life with mine at other times, then, no." Her sensitive face had changed, she, too, found speech. "I never thought of blame," she CiThrift o Ozark Couple Sample of Extent to Which Red Tape . Methods Prevail In Ger many, i j Germany, declares Mr. 8. Baring Gould in his book, "The Land of Teck," is absolutely swathed in red tape. In illustration, be tells an ex perience of his own while. Journeying by rail from Ober-Lenningen to Owen. I asked at Ober-Lenningen for a third-class ticket to Owen, and sup posing that I had got what I asked for, stepped into a third-class carriage. On these branch lines nearly everyone travels fourth. Before reaching the next station only a mile from Ober Lenningen, in fact the' Inspector ap peared. "Hah!" be said. "You have a fourth-class ticket, and are in a third-class compartment The fine Is six marks." I explained, and offered at once to pass Into a fourth-class carriage or pay the difference In the price of tickets. "That will not do. You have In fringed the law, and must pay six marks," the man insisted. "I get out at Owen, and will explain matters to the station master," I said. I did so. "The fine Is six marks," said the official, peremptorily. "But said I; "I demanded a third class ticket, and was given one for which I bad not asked. This was an oversight on the part of the clerk." "You shou'd have examined your ticket," the station master insisted. The train was delayed five minutes while we threshed out the question on the platform In great detail, and the other passengers craned their necks out of the windows of the carriages and listened with lively Interest At last, reluctantly, the station master protested unsteadily. "Never. Tn arove straignt and best You look so ill " He drew near ber. lone cast conven tionalities. "I have been ill. 1 have now i(ttis strength to waste aside from my pur pose. Jessica, i nave come for you, as he once gave ma leave to do. Vnn have no one left nor L Will you mar ry me7' Her fingers wound harder Into thai curtain, he saw the pulse beating ia her round throat as she flung back ner bead with Floyd's own boyish movement ; '. "You love me?" she Questioned lust audibly, grave eyes on his. "I thought you knew.. Yes." She shook her head, her smile sad. "Me. Ralph Stanton, or Jet Floyd's twin?" t (TO BE CONTINUED.) WALTON ON BIRDS' SONGS Famous Author of "The Compleat Angler" Appreciated Music of His Feathered Friends. At first the lark, when she means to rejoice, to cheer herself, and thrum that hear her, she then quits the earth and sings as she ascends higher Into the air; and having ended her heaven ly employment, grows then mute and sad, to think she must descend to the dull earth, which she would not touch but for necessity. Now do the black bird and the throssel, with their melo dious voices, bid welcome to the cheer ful spring and in their fixed mouths warble forth such ditties as no art or instrument can reach to. Nay, the smaller birds do the like in their par ticular seasons; as, namely, the laverock, the titlark, the little linnet and the honest robin, that loves man- Kind, both alive and dead. But thA nightingale, another of mv fiirv p.rnn. tures. breathes such sweet, loud music out or her little instrumental throat that it might make ' mankind thlnlr miracles are not ceased. He that at midnight, when the very laborer Bleep's securely, should hear--as I h avn vorr often the clear alrsj ' the sweet descants, the natural rising and full ine. the doubling and redonhlinir nf her voice, might well be lifted above earth and say: "Lord' What music hast thnn nrn. vided for the saints in heaven, when tnou anordest to bad) men such music upon earth!" Izaak Walton's "The) uompieat Angler." i Bishop Blames His Hair. Father William J. Dalton of the Annunciation church tells this story of a Catholic bishop well known in this locality, but at Father Dalton's re quest, nameless here: "The bishop Is a large man with bushy back hair," the priest relates, "He often on his tours through Kan sas wears a silk hat His crosier he carried in a large leather case. "Recently in a Jerkwater Kansas town where silk bats are scarce ex cept on the heads of traveling musi cians, the bishop was Just alighting from his train when the negro porter appeared at the car door waving his crosier case. "Hey, boss!' the porter called. 1 reckon you all had better take yo fid dle wlf you. De company is not 'sponsible fo' packages left in ds seats.' "Kansas City Journal. yielded; but I must pay the difference. "What is It?" I aBked. "One penny." ITT. " r,i " w i.j Hope Not Realized. Dean Sumner of the Cathedral 83. Peter and Paul related the following story at the recent banquet of the Chicago Association of Commerce at the Hotel Sherman. "A little Jewish boy went to bis father on Christmas day and asked him for a quarter. Upon receiving it be sauntered out Into the city streets and didn't return until evening. His father called him as be came in and inquired what ho did with the quarter he had been giv en. 'I went to the candy shop next door and changed it into nickels,' said the boy. 'Then I went to the news stand on the corner and .changed the nickels into pennies. After that went back to the candy shop and got five nickels for my pennies, and then I went to the delicatessen and got a quarter for my five nickels.' "'But why did you do all thatr"de manded the father. "1 hoped that somebody might make a mistake and give me too much," replied the boy." The Real Grievance. Friend I You've got to admit there's nothing in Tripoli worth fighting for. Italian Diplomat Certainly. ' Friend I Then why do you want to keep on fighting? Italian Diplomat We've got to nun. lsh the presslon Turks for giving us the lm that there was. Satire. Self-Depreciation Too Prevalent For one man who thinks too much of himself there are a hundred who think too little. Exchange, in AMUSING TRICK FOR PARLOR Common Hen's Egg Made to Come to Life and Revolve Around Like Boy's Top. Here Is a trick which requires somt skill and practice, but which causes more than enough wonder to pay for the trouble. You take a hard-boiled egg, place it on a plate or platter, give the plate a horizontal revolving movement increasing the motion gradually, and soon the egg will come to life, raise Itself till it stands on end, and then go revolving like I top and moving all round the plate. Life Into Egg. ' r Naturally you have to make a few attempts before you can succeed in getting the egg to obey instructions, but keep at it and you will succeed, and the effect is impressive. It is best in boiling the egg to hold It in an upright position with a spoon so that the air Inside will all collect round the central axis of the egg and keep it from being unbalanced. PUZZLE WITHOUT ANY TRICK Figure Shown In Illustration May Be Drawn Without Taking Pencil Away From Paper. Here's a puzzle which Is solvable without any trick. You can actually Pencil Puzzle. draw this figure without taking your pencil from the paper, crossing a line or going back over a line already drawn. Ages of Fish. Fishes and animals that live in the water in many Instances attain to a great ago. The carp has been known to live 200 years. Common river trout have been con fined in a well for BO years and were still frisky when taken from the water. The age of the whale is ascertained by the size and number of whalebones In its mouth. Records show, that thw. sea animal has retained life for 400 years. In 1497 an enormous pike was caught in a lake near Halllerum, In Suabla, with a brass ring attached to it, engraved on which was a state ment that the flsh was put in the lake In the year 1230, thus indicating that it must have lived at least 267 years. Too Many Places. "Wbat'B the matter?" asked the po liceman, "haven't you any place to go?" "Any place to go?" repeated Tired Timothy, with supreme con tempt "You chump, I've got the whole United States an' a big part o' Canady before me. I've got so many places to go dat it's worryin' me dizzy to make up my mind which way to start Lemme alone a couple weeks till I kin git a line on what It's best to do." Lola Was Skeptical. "I saw the Catsklll mountains last summer,". said small Sadie, who was inclined to boast of her travels. "Did you ever see them?" "No; replied little Lola, "and 1 . don't believe they , can, either. But I've seen cats kill mice." Something Lacking. Alma, aged four, had often observed her mamma, when taking nasty medi cine,' shiver and say "Ugh!" after swallowing it. One day she did not make the usual exclamation and Alma said, "Mamma, you forgot to make a face out loud." '