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Local and Personal Mr. II. C. Moran. an old time resident of this place, but now of Brownsville, visited his sisters, Mrs. Mary Stine and Mrs. Ella Thorp, and his brother, J. II. Moran. Monday returning home Wednesday. Guy Doming, of Seattle, Wash ington, arrived here the latter part of last week on a visit to his mother, Mrs. Mary Stine, and other relatives. He was accom panied by his nephew, John Deminfr, of St Helens, Oregon. Miss Cora Rossitter, who formerly taught in the school here, will close her school at Dal las this week and after a short visit with Monmouth friends will leave for her home at Manley, Iowa. Miss Rossitter will teach in Dallas the coming year. Polk county got very badly de feated in the field meet at Mc Minnville last Saturday. New berg attached the base-honors to its girdle, and otherwise this county was worsted, perhaps, m stly by the fai'ure of those chosen having failed toe.iter and compete. About a dozen of the Mon mouth boys went to Airlie last Wednesday to play baseball with the Airlie team. The Airlie boys did them up by a score of 7 to 4. However, the Airlie ladies passed the cake around after the game was over and the boys did full justice to the lunch. P7 it t, i THE WITCH OF DAHLQREN S a 5 f wucn in rancy, uui iw la Fact By CLARISSA MACKIE The three traveling men drew closer around the hot stove Id the parlor of the little hotel at Dahlxreo. Pa. Ben ton, the clar salesman, wns rontlu uinjj a conversation that had lieKUU at the supper table a abort while hefore. "Geutlenieu." he said Injpresnlvply, "1 know it sound mighty lishy. but 1 actually did ee what they call The Witch of DahlcrenT " "When?" asked Cooper, the clothlnn drummer. "On my Inst trip to this forioro hole." wan Benton' caustic reply. "And that was?"- "Last April. It's a short story. Want to hear about it?" "Yes. po ahead." urged the third member of the group. Joel Jlffird. who represented a preat wholesale grocery house He was a tall, good looking, quiet sort of man. well liked everywhere. There had been a trag edy in bis life which many had guess ed at. but few knew the real facta in the case. Benton passed the cigars around and lighted one for himself "Now. gentlemen." he began, "plea?e understand that 1 shall not feel in the least offended if you do not believe what I am about to tell you. but it really happened to me In this town. Last April I arrived here in the retu lar course of my travels and put up nt this same hotel. I was the mily guest that night, and after supper I got to talking with our host, whom you may have sized up to be Just what he is a narrow minded country bumpkin." "You're right," agreed Cooper promptly. Joel Gilford smiled and shook his herd. "1 can't express an opinion. Benton, because I haven't seen the chap. This is the first time I've cov ered this territory." "You haven't missrd much in not making his acquaintance." growled Benton, continuing bis narrative. "As I said. I fell Into conversation with Linden and asked him a question that had been on the tip of my tongue for several hours In fact, ever since I had heard a woman threatening her chil dren with the wrath of the old witch on the crossroads "You certainly haven't got a witch in this common place town?" I asked him jokingly. "For a moment he was silent, and then be stroked his long black beard and muttered: 'We certainly have. Mr Benton. The crossroads is a good place to keep away from.' , " 'Why?' I demanded. "'Because there Is an old woman there who cau work a clinrtn or cast au evil spell over anybody. Man. I know It!' And the old fellow got quite excited. "You're Joking. Bill Under),' 1 laughed "He scowled like the villain that he must be from his looks. "Mr. Benton, when I tell you that that woman hat ruined my life you'll understand that 1 know what I'm talking about. She ought to have been hanged yetir ago that's the wuy they did with the witches In the olden days. If I had my way she'd haug high now!" And he fell to muttering to himself aud cursing. "'Guess I'll go anil have a look at her." I said half Jokingly. "'You better not,' I was warned. 'She keeps a gnu and winged Mason Smith when he got drunk one day and attacked her house. Just opened her window and took aim. and Mason went around with his arm In a allng for three months after that." "'Is she an old woman?' 1 asked. "'Must be," was the reply 'Hair as white as snow.' "'Where did she come from?' I In quired " 'Nobody knows. Suddenly appear ed iu that little deserted bouse on the crossroads alxiut five years ago Sev er comes out lu daytime, but I've awn her face at the window, and some say that she rides at night on a suow white horse. I dou't know whether to be lieve that or uot." "You might a well believe the whole thing while you're about It, my friend.' I gtinned at him. and I Im mediately went down to the crossroads and took a stroll along the lonely way that cut through 'lense woods. Why. they must be back of this hotel!" Bentun paused to redgln his cigar and to marvel for a moment on the Idea that had Just taken possession of him. Then he resumed: "About a mile down the road I saw a lonely little house more of a cabin than a house set back In the woods and overgrown to the very door with underbrush. Smoke curled from the chimney, and I wns staring at the windows w hen all at once a face apeared at one of them. I could not see whether she whs young fir old. but the fuce was white as a sheet and on either side of It hung two heavy brr.lds of snow white bair. The great dark eyes were turned to ward me. and two arms were lifted either In supplication or malediction. "For an instant I was rooted to the spot, and then I rubbed my eyes In wonderment, for suddenly she Jerked backward, almost as If some one was behind her compelling her away from the window She disappeared from view, and I walked on. quite convinc ed that the apparition I bad seen was that of some crazed person. Neverthe less there was an air of mystery about the whole matter, aud the village gos sip t ouceruiu the so en i led witch de tertUucd me to stroll u round there lute In the evening. I did o near mid night aud was rewaruetl by a strange sight "Just as 1 paused in front of the little bouse, which I could locate only , by a glint of light fruit) one curtained , window. I beard the trampling of I horses' hoofs and there broke from the tangled growth iu trout of the house a dim white shape that 1 koi-w to, be a horse and a suggestion of dim white : above that I was convinced must be the face and bair of the witch of Daul gren. Beside her rode a black bulk, that must have been unoiber rider on , a black horse, and for the instant I ; thought the witch must be riling with ' her master, the devil himself, j "I bad to fall back in the bushes to save myself from being trampled upon. so furious was their dusb into the road. They turned away from the village toward the open country and disap peared. Gentlemen. I was curious enough to remain there until their re turn an hour later, when a pale moon peeped from the drifting clouds. r "They were riding slowly now. and the woman was pleading with the other rider, a man. I could see her wringing her white bands, and her voice, a low. sweet contralto, did not sound like that of a deranged person. Her accents were cultivated, but the man spoke roughly in reply, and I beard her break Into sobs as he bus tled her towurd the bouse and they disapiwared beyond it. Later I beard the crashing of branches as If the horses were being led off through the woods back of the hut, aud. now that I think of it. it must have iieen In the direction of this hotel." Benton frowned as he opened the stove door and tossed in the end of his cigar. "I've often felt that I'd like to Investigate the matter. You see. I had to leave early the next morning, and this is the first time I've struck this town since then, but my first question when I met a man I knew was. 'Is your witch still here?' And he said she was. There's a mys tery In the matter, because"- Benton paused and stared thoughtfully at the toe of his polished I loot "Because" suggested Cooper Impa tiently. "Because the voice of the black rider that night sounded mighty like the voice of mine hostbere. Bill Lin- George W. Guthrie Is First Aid To Bryan on His Ship of State f "sVl K GEOKOE WILKIN'S OUTHHIK. newly appointed first assistant secretary of state, la. Colonel Bryan's right hand man in the state department Events have already occurred to make the colonel's right hand man a busy member of his official body. There was the Japanese problem launched Into the arena of public discussion by the threatened anti-alien laud action of California The Mexican situation, like Banquo't ghoat would uol down Agslu. the English protest over the Panama canal tolls question re malned to be met But Mr Uuthrle is well equipped to aid Secretary Bryan in surmounting these difficulties He has practiced law In i'lttaburga slate ItsiU He was mayor of that city from 100b" to 1009 den." returned Beulon lu a low tone. Joel Olfford aroused himself from the half lounging position he had as sumed when Benton began his narra tive, and. although he had iieen a close listener to the story, his own thoughts must have made a snd run ' nlns accompaniment to the tale, for his eyes were full of troubled reminis cence. i He lifted his eyes to the mantel piece, where an old fashioned mirror I h' rig In such a position that It reflect ed the door Into the hall Joel Olf ford saw a picture framed lu that diMirwn.v. and he half rose from Ills cli-ilr nrnl pointed with a shaking fin ger at the face he saw In the glass. ; It was the face of a tall, black ' bearded man. with a narrow head and little black eyes gleaming wickedly lie : nealh bushy brows. lie was staring I at Joel (Jlfford as If fascinated by the I younger man's face. There was fe- roelty In bis gaze, as well as surprise and fear. i "Who is that manT' cried Joel (5lf ford excitedly as he whirled around toward the doorway. "It's Bill Mnden. our landlord!" cried Benton And then he pulled GIfford violently aside, for there was ' the deafening report of a pistol, and the bullet that had Iieen Intended for GIfford found another mark and shat tered the mirror. There was another report, and the landlord of the Dahl gren hotel dropped dead upon the floor, killed by his own wicked band. I GIfford reached him first and turned him over and looked closely nt the dead man's face. "He is dead," he said briefly, and then, rising, he con tinued to the little crowd of people tbut had gathered nt the sound of the pistol shots: "GeDtlemen, this man is not Bill Linden. That must be an as sumed name, for be has been well known to the world as Cbafield Chap man, a well known banker who disap peared five years ago and who was supixised to be dead. At the same time be disappeared my young wife, who was his only daughter, also dis appeared from ray house, and from a note that reached me a few days later I cou.d only judge that both of then) were dead. The note was signed by my father-in-law, and he said tbut as be bad failed in business he would end all and that he would take Gertrude with him. My search for them both bas covered five years, and It must end tonight, (or 1 believe 1 have found the solution to the mystery. "Cbafield Chapman was passionately fond, of bis only, child, and ulyyuyg hated me because I ac,ed nud married ber. If Is my lieilef that he lured tier away and has kept her prisoner In this hut In the woods back hc:ex allowing her to ride forth only at nlgbl for air and exercise Gentlemen, the witch of Dahlgren Is uiy wife!" Accompanied by a crowd of lii'erest td villagers, the three traveling men hastened to the house In the woods and broke open Its barred door There, facing them with beautiful white face frozen Into fear and her grief whiten ed locks hanging In heavy braids over her shoulders', was (lertrpde OlfTord. Joel's lost bride. At ber scream of Joyful recognition as her husband took ber In his arms once more the people hacked out of the house and left the reunited couple alone with their happiness Thus passed the wltcn of Dahlgren. ' Papyrus, The papyrus used by the undent Egyptians wh intuit from the stems of a peculiar water reed growing in all parts of Kgvpt. The outside layer of the plan! was removed, and beneath this there were found a number of layers of a delicate, pithy membrane. These, being separated, were placed in layers. A second layer was laid at right angles to and above the first and sometimes a third over the second. Heavy pressure was then applied, and the layers were (irmly cemented into a fair article of paper. No gum other than what was contained in the plant itself was used in the process. The papyrus was very much strong er than the average paper made by the modern machines. The sheets were commonly made from six to twelve inches square. Withered. Caller You call this garden scene "June," but the leaves are all on the ground instead of on the trees. D'A liber They were on the treeo, but the picture got such a withering criticism from the committee that they curled up and fell off. Lon don Tit-Bits. Cruel. "Did you see the diamond en gagement ring George gave me?" "Did I see it? I'm the first girl that wore it," Houston Post. Professional Cards Dr. Laura Colby I rice. f Ollit'd and Residence North went corner Main and College streets, one block west of the I.ilieiul htore. Talaphon 56. Dr. J. O. Matthit Physician and Surgeon Oflice in Postoilk'e Huildintr Calls answered promptly both day and night. Koth I'hones. " V. O. BOOTS Fire, Life and Casualty INSURANCE LotiNea Promptly Paid B. F. SWOPE, Attorney at Law ami Notary Public. Home Phone: Ollice, No. lH'JO, Residence. No. :!7 1 2. Office In Cooper building, Independence. Oregon Church Directory. EVAN(!U1.('AL ClttKlH W. A. Gukkkkoy, I'astor. Morning service at 11 :00 o'clock Evening service at 7, SO o'clock Sunday School at 10:00 a. m. Y. I1. A. Meeting at H.30 p. in. Player Meeting Wednesday evening. CHRISTIAN CHUKCH. J. M. OkUICK, l'SHlor, Morning Service at II. IK) a. m. Evening Service at 7:30 p. m. Sunday School ' 10:00 a. m. , Y. P. S. C. E. :.K) p. m. Prayer Meeting Wednesday 7:30 p. m. ! HAITI ST I'HUKCH. I G. A. Pollard, Patoh : Sunday School at 10:00, a. m. Morning worship, - 11:00 a. m, Evening worship, - 8:00 p. tn. I W. C. T. U. i Local Union meets every gee ; ond and fourth Friday in the E ! vangelical church at 2:30 p. m. EXECUTOR'S SALE. Notice is hereby given that under anil by virtue of the terms of the last Will . & Testament of Roena E. Meeker, de j ceased, the undersigned executor of the ; estate of Roena E. Meeker, deceased, j will from and after the 20th day of j June, 1913, proceed to sell the follow ing real estate, to-wit: Lot No. 1 in Block No. 6 in the city of Monmouth, Polk County, Oregon, belonging to said estate, at private sale, to the highest bidder for cash, in accordance with the terms of said will and in the manner prescribed by law, subject to confirma tion by said County Court Bids may be made to the undersigned at his residence at Monmouth, Oregon, or sent by mail. Dated this 22nd day of May, 1913. W. M. Meeker, Executor of the estate of Roena L Meeker, deceased. B. F. Swope, Attorney. OVER 6S YEARS' EXPERIENCE Trade Marks Dcaio.Ni Copyright Ae. 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