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About The Maupin times. (Maupin, Or.) 1914-1930 | View Entire Issue (Dec. 2, 1914)
rass The Governor's Li Arr A Novelization of Alice Bradley's Play GERTRUDE STEVENSON Illustrations from Photographs of the Stage Production Oopjrijbt, Ult. UotUcUloo Hlflita 8YN0P9I8. Daniel Blade suddenly advance! from a penniless miner to a millionaire. Ha la ambitious to become Kovernor of the atale. His simple, home-loving wife falla to rise to the new condition!. Blade meets Katherlne, duuhtcr of Senator Strick land, and leei In her all that Mury li not Blade decldei to separate from Ilia wife and takei rooma at hie club. Hli deser tion of hli wife and hla constant atten dance on Katharine Strickland cause! publlo comment. Editor Merrltt li won over to the support of Blade because he cannot otherwlae auppty the money for a European trip demanded by Mre. Mer rltt. Kathetfne aureei to marry Blade when the latter got! a divorce. Boy Hayei, In love with Katherlne, ha! a itormy aesslon with the latter over her conduct toward Blade. CHAPTER VII Continued. She turned to hlrn with a bitter laugh. "I'm through with you and four Insults," and she fled from the room. Katherlne did not go a moment too toon, for scarcely had the folding doors closed behind her when the door from the smoking-room swung open, and with noisy talk the few re maining members of the dinner party straggled In. In her agitated condition, even Kath erlne would have found It difficult to regain her composure sufficiently to meet these men. Ex-Governor Hibbard was In a par ticularly happy frame of mind. The senator's excellent viands and the sen ator's choice wines and the senator's Havanas had succeeded In making him feel well satisfied with the world In general and with Blade In particular. His round face was flushed and his string tie a trifle awry. "Had a good time, senator," he said, removing his cigar, "but there were too many swallowtail! here for me to night When I was governor of the state 1 never wore one. No, nor a plug bat, either." "I never wore one, and I never will," seconded Colonel Smith, a typ ical long, lean, lanky westerner, with the Inevitable western cut beard and hair a bit too long. "Governor, you're right," and Strick land gave each man a resounding slap on the shoulder. "Colonel, stick to your guns. They're a nuisance. Now, boys, forget your homes and your trains. The others are all gone. Let ub, the ringleaders, adjourn to the dining-room and over one of my punches " The governor patted his stomach tenderly. The mention of the sena tor's punch was all that was necessary to weaken his desire to catch a train. ' "Ahl Strickland's punch 1 I'm with you." "Now, gentlemen," Interrupted Mer rltt In a business-like manner, "before we split up tonight It's understood we're all Slade men?" "All Blade men!" was the unani mous shout from the colonel, the ex Governor Hunt, pious old Fop Hart and Ingram. "And we're preparing to cope with Blade's domestic trouble should It come up, and It will," went on Mer rltt. "The devil, Strick!" broke in the olonel. "Can't It be patched up un til after election?" "No, gentlemen." The senator was unctuous but firm. "We must take Blade as we find him or drop him. We're In the hands of a peculiar and dominant personality. We can't make these big fellows to order." "What I can't understand," com plained Hibbard, throwing the etub of his cigar into the fireplace, "Is why they can't get on together." "Take It from me, gentlemen, It's ber fault," exclaimed Merrltt, as much In favor of Slade as he had previously been opposed to blm, now that Fannie was appeased with the money for her trip to Europe. "She's preparing to desert him now," Strickland assured them. "It's Irrevocable." "Well, we can't blame him for be ing deserted," agreed Hibbard. "You bet we can't! My wife de serted me," declared the colonel with an attempt at facetlousness, "and she didn't do It a day too soon, either. I've gone right ahead ever since." - "Now, then," went on the Industri ous Merrltt, "three of us own papers. These are our points; Mrs. Slade is er er a woman who has no sympa thy with her husband. shuns public Ufa Is never seen refused even to tee me. And no sympathy for him, don't forget that" "Yep! Just like my wife," grunted the colonel. "I don't see how the publlo can blame him," declared Hibbard. "They can't," asserted Hart. "Why, she's a semi-invalid," amend ed Strickland. "My wife hasn't seen her out since ahe drove him out of the house five weeks ago," declared Hart "Good! Well use that," exclaimed Merrltt. eagerly. "A semi-Invalid when she's ready to be moved she will be taken away at her own request I'U publish tt myself. I'll start the ball a-rolllng. Why, gentlemen, the world ught to pity that man." Hayes had stood the conversation ea long as be could. Do you realise that you're attack- C this womai unjustly?" he broke Bossrred) bjr David JWm In, walking Into the middle of the group, "This Is not at all true." "You keep out of this game," warned Strickland. "Well, boys, we're all agreed," de clared Merrltt "It's one for all, then" "And all for one," added Hibbard, excitedly. "Hip! Hip!" began Merrltt, when the door opened and the butler an nounced : , "Mrs. Slade." The hurrah that had been on each man's Hps died a sudden death. They looked at each other in consternation. "Mrs. Slade!" gasped Merrltt. "Whew!" The eyes turned toward the door saw a tiny, gray-garbed woman, with great, questioning brown eyes, hesi tating In bewildered fashion as she found herself confronted by a room ful of men. Her gown with Its tight basque and full skirt was dowdy and badly cut, In marked contrast to the fashionable, clinging gowns of the women who had graced the room a short time previous. Her white gloves were a fraction too short to meet her short sleeves, and left exposed thin arms and pointed elbows. But the ten der face, with Its sweetly expressive mouth, was unchanged. The lovely eyes were more appealing, at filled with wistful shyness, they gazed about the room. "I'm afraid lt't a little late for me to come," she managed to lay, at the senator came up to her with out stretched hand. "This Is an unexpected pleasure,1 the senator assured her with an ur bane smile. "Gentlemen, Mrs. Blade.1 "Why, my dear madams," and Mer rltt greeted her effusively, "I'm glad to know that the reports to the sena tor have been exaggerated, Your health Is now er " 'Oh, I never felt better In my life, sir," Mary declared, puzzled that he should ask such a question. Hayes hastened to the little wom an's side. "Oh, Rob," she exclaimed, relieved to see a familiar face. As she turned to Hayes, Blade appeared at the smok ing-room door, and ae he recognized the dowdy little figure his eyes dark ened and an angry scowl appeared on his face. Strickland saw the expres sion and hastened to urge the men to follow him Into the dining-room. CHAPTER VIII. As the men filed out, Mary turned to meet her husband's angry eyes. "Well, Dan, I'm here," and she looked pleadingly up Into the unin viting face. "I've given In," she went on. "It's been a struggle, but I'm here. Why, I've been thinking all this evening, while I was gettln' dressed, I'd give a dollar to see the look on your face when you saw me here, Dan, and know that you got your own way. Dan I've well I've given In, fa ther." And, turning to Rob with an expectant little Binlle, "Do I look all right, Rob?" "I think you do," Hayes replied, gravely. "Will you take Mrs. Slade home, Robert?" Slade broke in. "It's very late," Hayes pleaded as he put his hand lovingly on the little woman's shoulder. "Yes, I know It Is," Mary agreed, still not realizing what a fiasco her first attempt to enter into social life was. "I've been outside for half an hour Just tryln' to make up my mind, but as long as you're here yet why "There aren't any other ladles pres ent," Hayes tried to explain, "and I think perhaps " "You'd better go," Slade finished for him, but not In his conciliatory tone. "But you don't understand," Mary objected. "He doesn't understand," she turned to Hayes In a perplexed way. "My being here tonight means I've given In," and she looked up searchlngly into her husband's forbid ding face. "I'm going out with you every night, all the time, whenever you want me, balls, parties, dinners, everything." "Will you see Mrs. Slade to her car riage?" Slade turned to Bob, Ignor ing his wife's detaining hand. "Yes, but," Mary began to object "It's necessary that I Join these gen tlemen," Slade Informed her coldly "Take her at once," he commanded Hayes. Hayes started toward the door. "Call me when you're ready, Mrs. Slade. I'll wait In the hall," and be disappeared. Slade thrust his hands deep Into his pockets and looked at his wife In a puzzled way. She was nervously pulling off her gloves and beginning to realize that her visit was, for some unexplained reason, scarcely the suc cess she had planned It to be. "In God's name, what did you come hers for, Mary?" Slade finally de manded. "What did I come here for?" she repeated blankly. "What did I come here for? Why, to please you. I thought you'd be glad. I Just cant stand It with you living out of the house, Dan. Lord, I haven't slept a wink since you left. Aren't you mist lng me?" and her voice trembled just the least bit "Oh, Dan. It't all over now, ain't It, our tiff?" the began eagerly, catch ing bis arm Impulsively and pressing her face against bis coatsleeve, kiss ing the unresponsive broadcloth again and again. "We're making up; we'll go home together. It'll all be dlfforont after this, and I'll see you at the break fast table mornings now," she finished Joyfully. "Dan," she began again, "I don't be lieve you've bad a decent cup of cof fee since you left borne. I'd like to make you a cup now, myself," and she looked reflectively around the sen ator's library as If she thought there might possibly be some opportunity to brew a cup of coffee right then and there. "Come on home, father," she urged, calling him by the name of the old, old days, when they had both dreamed of little ones in their home, and pat ting his arm lovingly, tenderly. "Mad at me yet?" ehe questioned. Slade winced under the gentle touch of her band on his arm, and found It necessary to turn away from the face that was so sweet and penitent No," he stammered, "I'm not mad at you, only this le no place to talk about our troubles." "Well, we'll go along home," she suggested. "No, I can't come now. You'd bet ter let Rob take you home," and he started for the door. Mary started after him. clutching at his arm. I've got to know what the matter le now I must I must," the declared vehemently. Very well, Mary, at far at my plana go, I've arranged my life differ ently." Differently? Differently? Havent I given In?" 'It's too late now. I'm sorry to sajr this, but you force me." 'Walt a minute, Dan." She drew a long breath, as if nerving herself for an ordeal. "You're going to say lome thlng dreadful. Before you begin I want to lay that 111 do anything to get things back Just the same at they were before anything. There's noth ing you could ask me I won't do- nothing I There! Now I Now go on," and she sank weakly Into a chair. "Look here," Slade waa cruelly ab rupt "This separation Is permanent Nothing's going to change It" 'Separation?" She gave him a blank, amazed stare. "Why, Dan, who't talking about separation? We can't be separated." 'We can be we are. When I left you that night It was for good and all, Mary. We can't get along togeth er and I've made up my mind to It It's settled." "You mean to say you haven't missed yer home? You haven't want ed me to give In? You mean what'i happened Is for the best?" "Yes," he answered Icily. Mary gazed at blm In bewilderment "You're not the man I talked to five weeks ago. I don't know you. It must be the people about you or It's " Like a flash tie possibility of an other woman came Into her mind. But she dismissed It as quickly as It had come. She would not Insult him or herself or their love by such a suggestion. "I am another man from the one you married," Slade agreed, "but you wouldn't Bee It." "Ia It my fault that I married a man who's turned into somebody else?" Mary argued, fighting, fighting for her life, her happiness for him. "I mar ried you, Dan. I married a poor young fellow who was hard worked and I helped him along. We started fair, Dan, but this ain't fair," lapsing mors and more Into poor grammar and dia lect as her excitement rose. "You got beyond me, but It was because I worked and saved the pennies for you, while you went out and got helped and learned. Cooking didn't learn me. I didn't even know I was behind tht times or unsatisfactory until one day you " (TO BE CONTINUED.) KINDLY WORD MEANS MUCH World Would Be Happier and Better If Approbation Were More Freely Expressed. It It often told that Engent Field one day wandered into a basement restaurant, sat down at a table, put his chin in his hands and gazed mood ily Into space, relates the Youth's Com panion. A waiter came up to him, and after the manner of his kind enumer ated the long list of dishes that were ready to be served. "No, no," said Field, dejectedly, "I require none of those things. All 1 want is some sliced oranges and a few kind words." Whether or not the Incident be true, It Is suggestive. Unquestionably, deeds weigh far more than words, and yet It is almost tragic to think how much happier and better this struggling world would become if kind words were more often heard. We all, every day, come in contact with those who are In Eugene Field's state of mind. They are In our own homes; mothers and fathers and children. They are behind counters of store! ; they art employes on trains; they are serrr.ntl In kitchens; they are everywhere, and their name Is legion. A word of ap preciation would brighten the whole day and would make It easier for tnim to keep on trying. He Didn't Know It Counsel for the Defense (to client, who hat been dozing during the ver dict) Wake up and get out Teu'ra acquitted I The Accused Lor lummel Wotl Net guilty? Sidney Bulletin. yaiiijyisfiiig m u ?y f w c i :4x . ill . . Vi A j i Great citadel of nwur DID the bones of Gaul, Goth and Teuton, the hostB of the Clm merit, the legions of Rome and 'all others who have battled 1. 11- II." . . auuuL uie want ui immui the Strong," thrill at the familiar tread of marching men, the sound of trumpets and the shouting above them? One wonders. Namur was the strongest placa In all Transalpine Gaul when stormed by Caesar In 67 B. C, writes E. B. Bowles. He tells us that It was the capital of the Aduatucl in Gallia Bel gica, and after that day he "overcame the Nervil," the Inhabitants abandoned all other strongholds and centered on that place for a last stand. Who first fortified that precipitous hill at the confluence of the Sambre and the Meuse Is not known definite ly, but, back of the Caesars, the his tory of western Europe is lacking in dotails. We know, however, that as early as 700 B. C. the Bolg, or Belg, a tribe of the Cimmerli, from over near the Black sea, began migrating into western Europe and locating in that country we know now as Belgium. Caesar says that the town we know as Namur was the strongest place In all Gallia Belglca; hence, it was prob ably that tribe of Belg that fortified it several hundred years before Caesar. Fought For Many Times. Goth, Hun, Teuton, Visigoth, Gaul, Saxon, Norseman, Briton, Roman, Frank, Burgundian, have died by hun dreds and thousands within bowshot of its walls. Down the ages wars have rolled about the foot of that hill, and, compared with Its sieges, it has been taken only a few timeB. Caesar took it nearly two thousand years ago after several of his legions had been crushed by the charging Belgians, The dukes of Burgundy were obliged to discipline Its Inhabitants several times between 1450 and 1500; it suf fered -during the civil wars in France along about 1550. Don John of Aus tria died In his camp before It in 1578, Louis XIV of France sat down before it with an army of 80,000 men In 1692, A correspondent wrote at the time: "The place was taken after a- few days' resistance, a parley having been beat by the drummer who never dis covered (told) who ordered him to do so." The French strengthened its fort ifications, but the place was captured by the Dutch and English under Wil liam of Orange In 1695, after a desper ate siege. Marshal. Boufflers, the French commandant, was permitted to march out with the honors of war, drums beating and flags flying. He rode at the head of 4,690 men, all that was left of the garrison of 15,000, Namur was again taken by the French In 1701, but was restored to Austria, but in 1746 the French cap tured it again after a continuous bom bardment of seven days and nights. At that time it had a garrison of 7,000 Austrians, many of whom were killed by the blowing up of two pow der magazines. In 1784 Joseph II of Austria destroyed the ancient fortifi cations. In 1792 the French took It again, evacuated it in 1793, retook it in 1794, again fortified it and held it until after Waterloo, when it was de livered to the allies. It was again forti fied in 1817, under the inspection of the duke of Wellington, but In 1866 the fortifications were razed. Since that time Belgium has constructed modern forts. . The original fortifications consisted of a glacis, counterscarp, a deep ditch across the base of the triangle of land formed by the two rivers, and double walls of great thickness. In addi tion, there were outworks, ravelins, half-moons, etc. The citadel or cas tle was on the summit of the hill, an unusually strong fortress, protected by double walls with bastions. These comprised the fortifications at a time when battering-rams, catapults, on- azers, and other forms of balllstae were used, and when scaling ladders and battle axes were used In an es calade while the defenders tossed melted lead, boiling water, stones, beams, grenades, etc., on the besieg ers. Desperate 8lege of 1695. The siege of Namur In 1695 was one of the most desperate of those times, the French garrison refusing to sur render until It had lost two-thirds of lta men. The city having been Invest ed on July 3, seven days were passed In raising the lines of clrcumvallatlon and running trenches toward the walls, by which the besieging force could be protected while raising bat teries. These were not completed un til the 18th. Those two weeks were occupied In beating oft sallies from the French garrison and In bringing up the "great guns." "On that day (July 18)," says a cor respondent of that period, "the king of Great Britain, seeing the trenches were carried within fusil-shot of the palisaded entrenchments, which the French possessed upon the hill before St. Nicholas' gate and the Iron gate, which hindered the besiegers from carrying on any further their design of forcing the town, ordered those entrenchments to be stormed that eve ning an hour before sunset. The com bat was very bloody, obstinate and hot, the French were driven back with a loss of 300 slain and 1,300 wounded." The siege was pressed continuous ly with fierce attacks and equally fierce defenses. The chronicler con tinues: Breach Made In the Walls. "At five o'clock on the morning of the 30th the besiegers attacked the great entrenchments of the old wall between the Sambre and the Meuse, which held out, though the assailants were masters of the Abbey of Salslnes, seated within the entrenchments. But, being assailed both lu front and flank, with an extraordinary bravery, the French were driven as far as the counterscarp of the Coehorn fort, The besiegers pursued them as far as the Devil's house, where the French had several cannon loaded with cartouches and 900 men laid flat upon their bel lies, so that the besiegers were no Booner within reach of the guns but the enemy let fly after a most dismal manner. The assailants made them selves masters of the counterscarp of the fort, but not being able to main tain their ground, retired In good or der. On the same day a mine was sprung at St. Nicholas' gate which overturned a good part of the wa terstop Into the moat of the city; the next day the cannon roared all day long to widen the breach. "On August 1 they battered the works and the breach that had been made at St. Nicholas' gate, from whence they Bung a great many bombs that did a great deal of spoils. At seven in the evening of the 2d the covertway and and the demi-bastion that lies on the right hand of the gate, where a breach was made. Three times the assailants were repulsed, but for all that they lodged them selves upon the counterscarp and car ried on their work as far as Fort William and the Devil's house. Every thing was ready, and the general as sault ordered for August 3, but Mar shal Boufflers, unwilling to stand the hazard, ordered a parley to be beaten, and commissioners were appointed on each side to confer about the capitula tion of the city." Castle Held Out Another Month. The capitulation, it must be under stood, did not carry with it the surren der of the castle or citadel on the hill they did things differntly In those days. Section VIII of the Articles of Capitulation reads: "Two days shall be granted to the garrison of tha town to retire Into the castle with their families and effects, during which time no hostilities shall be committed by either party on the side of the town or the castle. To prevent all disorder, the besieged shall forthwith give up the posts at the entrance of the Iron gate, and may place a guard Jointly with the allies at the gate of the enclosure." The siege of the castle began on August 6, and did not surrender until September 3. After bombarding the castle with 166 pieces of cannon and 60 mortars for about thirty days, the allies assaulted with 10,000 men, but were repulsed after four hours' com bat. They drew off and began pre paring for a renewal of the attack next day, but Marshal Boufflers "beat a parley" and surrendered on the 3d. On th-i 6th of September the French garrison marched out with drums beat ing and colors flying, 4,690 men, gaunt and worn, all that wat left of 16,000 'hat were in garrison when the siege began two months before. Such was the longest liege ever tut talned by Namur, July 3 to September 3, 1695, Ten ilxiIMW 11 TON li SELLING TURKEYS IN TEXAS Sutcher Makes Cuitomen Believe Rival It Unfair In Selling Fowl With Legt Cut Off. Speaking of the unsophisticated the ither night, Congressman Robert L. Jenry of Texas related how a young vlfe went to a butcher shop to buy t turkey. The price named for the bird, the longressman said, was 26 cents a lound, whereat the young wife best ated. "Isn't 26 cents rather 'high ?" she Imldly queried. "If I remember 'Ightly, the price across the way Is 13 cents." "With the feet on, I suppose," wira be quick response of the butcher. "No," hesitatingly returned the ens omer, "I think the feet were cut off." "That's Just what I thought!" was he confident declaration of the butch- ir, as he began to wrap up the bird. 'When we sell a turkey, madam, we lell feet and all!" Philadelphia Tele raph. A Rapid Thinker. "Dablelgh seems to have an answer 'eady for everybody." "I'm sorry to say he had one ready 'or me this morning." "What was It?" "I asked him If he would lend ma L flve-spot and he answered 'No' be 'ore I could tell him how necessary It n&a for me to have It." Consolation, "So you don't care for those fancy ired dogs?" "Oh, I suppose they're not so bad is they might be," replied the weary ooklng man. "I'm glad we don't have linosaurs and pterodactyls nowadays, My wife would be sure to want one it thera for a pet." Laid In a Supply. Newedd This milk is much bettet han what we've been having. Mrs. Newedd Yes, dear, I got II rom a new man.. He guaranteed that t was perfectly pure, so I bought mough to last a cmple of weeks. loston Evening Transcript. When Money Falls. "And can I have the captnin's cab- n?" demandod the very rich gentle nan. Not exactly," replied the booking ilerk. "I can give you a chicken coop ir a nice place In the coal bunkers." And the other passengers smiled. An Arbitrary Proceeding. "Pa, what does It mean to be called o the colors?" "In autocratic countries, son, 11 neans much the same thing as your hother telling you to do something ou don't want to do and threatening 0 dust your Jacket If you don't." THAT'8 WHY. Mother Willie, why will you per list In telling such fibs? Willie Well, dad says that's th inly way to git along wld you. A Misunderstanding. "Will you give me your name, ilease?" asked the young lady who ras making a list of those present. "Excuse me," said he between ilushes, "but I will have to plead hat this Is not leap year." The Path Inder. Nothing to Fun About "I've been a model husband tor tit nonths." "That's a fine record." "And my poor wife finds life so dull he's about to die of ennui." Hit Mistake. "I think that chap would like to buy ay place. I've been cracking up the 'alue In great shape." "Why, you fool, that't our new ta itessor)"-Ju'!E9. , 'VL '