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About The Maupin times. (Maupin, Or.) 1914-1930 | View Entire Issue (Feb. 26, 1915)
The La dy GERTRUDE Illustrations from Photographs of the Stage Production Copyright, mi (roiicMlaa tUfku CHAPTER XII Continued. The New York drlrer looked at the raw-boned westerner and then pro ceeded to become absorbed In the all important matter ot consuming the largest possible number ot griddle cakes In the least possible time. "Well," remarked the sociable wait er, as he brought another cup of cof fee, "I guess we don't get any of your crowd tonight." "You wouldn't get our crowd any way I" And the westerner Inflated tils chest. "Oar bosses are quall-on-toast boys." "And champagne, too, I suppose 7" "Nope, my boss don't drink, don't smoke, don't keep yachts or horBes, don't keep worn " He stopped as tie realized that he was talking loudly. The little woman quietly eating crackers and milk looked up as she iheard the old, familiar formula. "Why, Jake I" she exclaimed In quick surprise. The westerner jumped up hastily and looked to see where the Tolce came from. There was only one voice aa sweet and gentle as that; It was the voice of a woman who had been the best friend he had ever had. "Why, Mrs.' Blade!" he exclaimed gladly, as he recognized her in spite of the fact that her balr had grown grayer and that she was a much trimmer figure than she had been when be had last seen her. "I recognized your word," she laughed as he came over to her table. "I've kind of got that by heart hear ting It so often," Jack stammered. Then turning to his companion, he asked him to go on alone. "What are you doln' here, on a Bight like this?" he asked as he drew up i chair beside Mary. ''Oh, I often come here," replied .'Mary. "It's late, though. I'm glad to tee you, Jake; It's so seldom I see a -face I know," and she looked at him Intently, and Jake thought a bit of her old wistful look crept Into her eyes. "I've been to the meetin' tonight, Jake," she explained. "I wanted to bear Mr. Slade. I saw In the paper he was goin' to speak." "We kind of we didn't always know Jest where you were," Jake told her, his surprise and pleasure at meeting her so unexpectedly putting him at a loss to know what to say. "Oh, I drift round," Mary told him. "I live near here. I got tired of ho tels, they're public and lonely. And boarding houses well, people are so Inquisitive. So I got a nice, pleasant furnished room and go out for my meals. I come here because It's cozy, la Mr. Slade well?" "Yes." ; "Very well." , "Yes, the governor's very well." "Do you make him wrap up nights weather like this? Do you get him to put on his rubbers?" and her voice was very tender. "I sure do," laughed Jake. "I make him do everything you did. That's why I'm East with him." "You're a good boy, Jake," and she reached forward and patted his hand, "Tell me, does he always get the applause he did tonight?" she asked: eagerly. "I was very proud. He got three times as much as anyone else. I found myself applauding, too." "You bet he does." Jake was very proud of his "old man." "He gets over. The other four western gov ernors we're traveling with they ain't heard. Do you think you'll ever some West again, Mrs. Slade?" "No," answered Mary, decisively Tm pushin' right ahead. I'm going to Europe next Jake. I'm a citizen ot the world now." "Well." Jake got to his feet. A sud- den resolution had formed in his mind as he heard about the contemplated trip to Europe. He hadn't been with the governor daily for the past two years without knowing what that oersonage's Becret wish was. Neither had he devoted so much of his at tention to motors and tires and car ' buretors that he had neglected to cultivate the art of judging human nature. If Jake were any Judge and Jake thought he was a woman Sldn'f go to hear a mm speak If she waa wholly indifferent to him. Also I woman didn't fuss and worry about k man's overshoes if she hated him. "I wish you a pleasant Journey, Mrs. Blade. I guess I'll have to run along aow." "Jake, I'd Just as soon you didn't lay you saw me," Mark remarked as -the shook hands with him. "You can depend on me, Mrs. Blade." Jake's candor and sincerity would have deceived a saint "You at your supper in peace. I give you my word of honor I won't say a thing." "Thank you, Jake," she replied, eat lifled. "Good night" As Jake opened the door the snow addled In and a blast ot cold wind lent a chill through Mary's body. It learned good to meet Jake, but some iow she almost wished she hadn't It had brought back so forcibly the things she was trying to forget She at looking Into space for a long time ifter he had gone. People came and went a queer assortment of human , women of the streets aa4 char Governor's A Novelization of Alice Bradley's Play STEVENSON BimitwU r 1)14 btUwo, women wanting a cup of coffee but she scarcely saw them. Shs knew when the door opened by ths accom panying chill, but she paid no atten tion to anyone coming or going. When Blade's handsome figure appeared and his eyes searched the room anxiously she did not look up. For a moment he looked at her, hungrily sadly. She was pathetic even now, although she had changed and improved, but she did look so little and wistful as she sat eating her lonely, simple meal of crackers and milk and coffee. He walked down the room and stood before her, but it was only when he spoke that she looked up. Her eyes showed first amazement and then the lore she could In no wise conceal. A warm flush made her look, to him, almost as pretty as she had when she was a girl. "Well, how are you, Mary?" he asked. It was an ordinary enough speech, but the tone was tender and his eyes were asking the question she could not Ignore. "Why, Dan! I heard you tonight," the words were out before she recov ered from her surprise. "I'm glad you wanted to go," he said, simply, "but what's the use ot It all?" There was a touch of cynicism In his attitude and manner. "Of what?" Mary asked. "Of my getting elected, and of the whole business?" and he looked at her searchlngly. "Aren't you satisfied?" For a mo ment there was a trace of the Mary who had kicked open the kitchen door that day she bad driven him from that cottage. "What way has It dis appointed you?" Well, what's the use of being gov ernor If you can't share the honors?" Slade smiled wanly as he thought of their former discussion of the same subject "No, it doesn't amount to much after all! Jake tells me you are going to Europe?" "Yes, It's a Cook tour," she ex claimed as she produced the Ucket from her handbag. "It's a quick glimpse of famous places. We are to see Rome. We have two days there and half a day for' the Pyramids. Then the Holy Land, then Parts for three whole days. I'm to see every thing to see life! I'll Bee the whole world In two months." 'Well, I hope you'll enjoy It," he commented sadly. "I couldn't "Why not?" she asked Innocently. Slade looked at her for a full min ute before he replied. "I find I'm too old to make new friends," he finally replied. "It's what I've had that counts; It's looking back, not ahead. And I want to say right here and now that If I had It all to do over again I'd do differently. I'd do differently." "Yes, I guess we'd all do differ ently," and Mary fumbled absently with the Cook's ticket to the world in two months. "But It's too late now," she finished. "You couldn't think of trying It again, could you, Mary?" Blade's voice was tense. "Oh, no," she replied as If his sug LONG RECORD OF ANARCHY History of the Island of Haiti Ons Continuous Recital of Revolt and Assassination. The republlo of Haiti, the western end of the island Columbus called "Little Spain," was the earliest exam ple of a nominal constitutional gov ernment carried on by black men. Columbus found 2,000,000 friendly Indians on the Island. Slavery killed them oft and negroes from Africa mul tiplied in their stead. Of these, 1,600, 000 descendants now live In Haiti. Nearly all are pure black; the mulat toes diminish in number. The whites were massacred or driven away In the revolutionary wars. The present republic had belonged to France a century when the French revolution began. Slavery was then abolished, a black rebellion took place, and the British Invaded the Island; but TousBalnt l'Ouverture, a black George Washington, drove them -out and set up a constitution. Napoleon sent his brother-in-law, Gen. Leclerc (pretty Polly Bonaparte's husband), to subdue the blacks. He made peace with Teussalnt seized him treacher ously, and sent him to Paris. But the same year, 1803. that Toussaint died In prison there the French Bed from the island. Its people were thus the first to get the better of Napoleon, four years before the reverses) tm I gestion wore not to be considered for a moment. "W are divorced and ths only dignified thing for divorced peo ple to do Is to stay divorced. Why? Are 7ou lonely?" "No, I can't honestly say I'm lone ly," be answered, candidly. "I'm too busy for that I asked you because I care for you, very, very much. I'vs mlBsed you. It wasn't loneliness. I'vs Just mUsed you. And If anything had happened to you before I'd seen you again well my life wouldn't have been worth a continental. I want you because because you're my girl. You always were. The girl I loved when I was nineteen. You're handsomer now. My Godt Mary, but you look pretty tonight!" "Oh, Dan! Please, I'm going," Mary protested. "Hold on there." Slade laid a de taining arm on hers. "I want to ask you something. Do you remember the first time I kissed you?" "No, I do not," and Mary looked away toward the window where the endless process ot griddle-cake mak ing was going on. "Yes, you do." Slade was leaning toward her eagerly. "You were bend ing over your mother's washtub and I" He stopped suddenly. "Mary, If I were sick would you come back to me?" "Oh, that would b different," shs answered, meeting his gaze. ' How would It be different?" he ar gued. "Whether I'm sick of body or sick of heart what's the difference? Sick one way or the other, I can't get on without you I can't. I've tried it alone, and I can't get on. And you're tired of It, too. You're not happy," he accused. "Well, yes, I am, In a way." "No, you're not," he persisted. "Now, then, first I'm going to take you home, wherever you live. Come on." He had easily reverted to his old masterful way. "No, I won't!" "Come on, there are four governors' wives at my hotel," he told her. "I'll Introduce you to them tomorrow after we're married and then you can come on the trip with us. You've been away long enough. Come on." "Positively no," replied Mary, and possibly she thought she meant it "Then you're through with me for good and all?" he asked In surprise, "Well, I don't blame you. God! What an awful memory of all those years we lived together you must have!" "Don't say that!" and Mary shrank away from him. "Don't feel like that! It was only at the last; I was un happy only at the last Before that, why, Dan, you know perfectly well, I'd rather not have been at all then not to have been the wife ot Daniel S. Slade." "Do you, mean It?" he asked, eag erly. "Of course." "Well, that settles it," and he Jumped up to get her heavy coat "We're going to try It again. We've got to." "But what will people say?" asked Mary, weakening. "I'm all packed up to go to Europe." "That for Europe," and reaching for the ticket, he tore It Into bits. "We'll go together some day," and he held out her coat Invitingly. "Oh, Dan," she murmured aB she obediently let him put it on. Before she had decided one way or the other he had her bag and her umbrella and he had her by the arm and in an other flash she was being helped Into a motor car that had been waiting outside. Jake cranked the car, and as he climbed up on the seat he chuckled to himself: "Well, this Is the time they've got to hand it to me for being a diplo mat." (THE END.) Spain, nine years before Moscow. Le clerc had died in 1802. The Spanish portion of the Island broke loose from Spain and was joined to Haiti, but was separated in 1844 as the republic ot Santo Domingo. This is the record of the Haitian chief executives: Dessaltnes, governor for life, assassinated, 1806; Henri Chrlstophe, king, suicide, 1820; Boyer, president, expelled, 1843; Souloukue, "Emperor Faustln I," exiled, 1858; Geffard, president, exiled, 1867; Sal nave, shot 1869; Nissage-Saget, exiled, 1870; Dominique, exiled, 1871. Bench Has a Sobering Effect "I have become acquainted with about fifty or more district Judges ot Kansas, as well as a dozen or fifteen supreme justices, and one character lstio of practically all of them that has greatly impressed me is their ut ter lack ot arrogance, self-assertion and domineering Instinct," writes Judge J. C. Ruppentbal of Russell. "The loudmouthed swashbuckler who eats the enemy alive, who loudly lays down the law (which none knew so well as he), In the court room, on the street. In the hotel lobbies and wher ever he can gather a gaping, awe struck group, to tell what he would do as judge, either never reaches the bench, or Is transformed into a model of meekness, cautious, wary of gratui tous opinions, when given power and charged with responsibility." City Star. ARE QUICK TO HEAL MODERN BULLETS MORE HUMANE THAN TH08E OF THE PA8T. Soldiers Are Not Long Absent From the Front, Even When They Would Be Considered Quite Seriously Injured. The bullet covered with hard nlckol now In use makes the surgeon's task very simple, as a rule. Formerly, when large bullets of soft lead were used, the soldier's lot was not a very happy one. These often broke up In side the body, shattered bones, and frequently remained embedded in the muscles, bones and other parts. The result was slow-healing, fester ing wounds which kept the soldier 111 for a long time. The modern long, lender bullet generally passes through the body without doing any vital In Jury. Even when it goes through the Intestine, the stomach, the kidney, fete., the wound closes up without any tery serious after-consequences. A ood deal, however, depends on cir cumstances. If the soldier's Btomach Is empty as it generally is In a bat tle so much the better for him when be gets a bullet through It. When he is tired and half starving, however, the shock is very great, and be may become utterly helpless from a blight wound. A curious fact, difficult to explain, Is that a bullet fired at a range of 300 to 600 yards has more penetrating power than one fired at a range under or over that distance. tn the former case It passes through the bone without doing very much damage; in the latter it shatters the bone and makes recovery slow. A ricocheting bullet causes a very bad wound as a rule. Small as it is, if a bullet strikes a large bone, like the hip, it gives a blow like that ot.a crowbar. We are hearing a great deal about dum-dum bullets in this, as In all wars, both parties making charges against one another. The probability is that neither side Is using them. The bullet now in use consists of a core of lead covered with a hard nickel case. The Pled Piper, Recently occurred the anniversary of the visit to "Hamelln Town in Brunswick," In 1876 of him "who, for the fantastical coat which he wore being wrought with sundry colors, was called the Pied Piper." Old Ver stegan told the story in prose of how "the Pied Piper, with a shrill pipe went through all the streets, and forthwith the rats came all running out of the houses In great numbers after him; all of which he led Into the river of Weaser, and therein drowned them." It is to Macready's young son that we are debtors for the poem, for it was he who persuaded Brown ing to weave the prose into poetry to amuse a sick child. Its preservation was due to a lucky accident, for in Browning's next collection of poems was a blank page or two to be filled, and "The Pied Piper of Hamelln" was Just big enough to do it. So if In his life the Pled Piper destroyed hun dreds ot children his biography has amused thousands. London Chroni cle. Armenia. May we call the region In which the Russians are attacking the Turks Ar menia? For convenience, certainly; but, as Sir Charles Eliot points out, strictly speaking, "Armenia does not exist. The name is absolutely forbid den in Turkey, and all maps marking any district as Armenlstan are con fiscated. Then there is the rival name of Kurdistan, also unofficial. Kurds and Armenians being mixed up, one may unofficially call portions of Asia Minor Kurdistan or Armenia, accord ing to one's sympathies. The Arme nians themselves do not use the name given them by friendly foreigners. They call themselves Halk, and after their country Halasdan tracing their descent from Halk, the grandson ot Japhet" Convenient Rule. The editor of a newspaper pub lished in central Pennsylvania tells of articles that he frequently receives from a certain citizen. They are al ways pertinent and worthy of publi cation, says the Evening Post Satur day Magazine, but they are punctu ated in a most peculiar way. Meeting his correspondent one eve ning at a friend's house, the editor Bald, "That was an excellent letter I got from you this morning, and I am going to print It Saturday. But tell me, what rule do you follow for punc tuation?" "Why," said the gentleman, "the same rule that I learned when I was a boy. I put a semicolon every twelve words, and two commas between each pair of semicolons." His Hobby. "I can say this much for Dobson you never see him wasting his time in a foolish argument." "That's because Dobson takes no In terest in the subjects most men argue about Just wait until somebody comes along and tackles him on the subject of Egyptology. Then you'll hear an argument that will make poli tics, religion and the war in Europe pale into utter insignificance." But 8he Didn't Mean It That Way. "Madam, I am visiting the rural dis tricts in the Interests of diversifica tion. Have you a hog on the place?" "You'll find mf tartud out la the THRILLING CLIMAX TO STORY Btartllng Results Are Seen In Novel ist's Dictation to His New and Inexperlencod Stenographer. The short-story writer dictates the seventeenth chapter of his novel, "I.oony With Love," to a new stenog rapher and this Is the result: Sylvia rushed into the arms of Ar- mand, A-r-m-an d, comma, the wild cry of a primitive woman issuing from her warm, comma, red lips, period. New paragraph. Clinging to his stout, comma, manly shoulder dash- in an ecstasy of relief dash she sobbed out her pitiful story period. New Sentence, quotes, "Armand!" ex clamation point!" she cried in a con vulsive sob, comma, quotes again. "I ruined three men and a roue with an acute accent over the e. In giving one of them his conge, always under line foreign words, Miss Smlthers, so the typesetter will put them In Italics I spoke to him to you and all that yon had meant to me period. He said you were a capital H, and O. Human Go rilla and I had best be on my guard cemt-colon; but now I know the true tnan behind your mask, comma, An tnand, and don't forget to capitalize It." New Haven Register. The Humble Toller, "Too must put your shoulder to the wheel tn this campaign," said the alert manager, "I understand that," said the ob rcure but willing worker. "But you want to let me know when you're Kolng to change your mind about go ing ahead. The laBt time I put my shoulder to the wheel, the band wagon tuddenly backed up and ran over me." Those Fish Fancies. "Do you mean to support your friend In his story about catching fish with his bare hands?" "No," replied Mr. Whopkins. "He exaggerates. It s true he took a fish jut of the water with his bare hands. But I had to jump overboard and swim like the deuce in order to catch the llsh and hold It for him." RETRENCHMENT NECES8ARY. The Dentist What you really need, madam, Is some bridge work. Mrs. Swiftly Can't afford It, doctor too much bridge play. Union Card Required. Mistress Mary, I'll make the pud ding myself today. Cook If ye do, mum, I'll have to quit. Mistress Why so, Mary? Cook The rules of our union don't allow us to work in a place where nonunion labor is employed on any part of the work, mum. Upset His Theory. "The heavy explosions of a battle always cause rain. It rained after Waterloo, It rained after Fontenoy, It rained after Marathon." "But Marathon was fought with spears and arrows, my dear." "There you go. Always throwing cold water on anything I have to say." Sure Thing. "I see where some dentist claims he Can tell the age of people, like horses, by looking in their mouths." 'Then be would be a good one to deal with the militant suffragettes." "Why with them?" "Because they wouldn't show their teeth." Diminishing Supply. Gaspard (the landlord) I've got to raise your rent, Mr. Sullivan. Tenant (sarcastically) I suppose the war is to blame. Gaspard Cortainly. Haven't you read of the wholesale destruction ol houses in Belgium and the suburbs of Paris Puck. Ready for Him Both Ways. Tailor ThlB bill has been running for a long time. I'll have to begin charging you Interest. Owens It's against my principle to bay interest on my bills. Tailor Well, pay the principal then. Owens No; It's against my Inter est to pay the principal. He Also Works. Father My Bon, I worked my way through college. '17 Maybe you don't call It work to have to wash my runabout before I can take it out every Saturday after noon. California Pelican. A Hopeless Case. "You should assert yourself more," laid Mr. Woppit to Mr. Meekson. "What's the use," wailed Mr. Meek son, "If my wife positively refuses to take me seriously?" Of MAN MUST KEEP ON PUSHING 80 Would the Lecturer, From Whose Motorcar Youngsters Were Steal ing Gasoline to Start a Bonfire. The gentleman with the well-fed ap pearance, who had motored over from the nearest town to deliver his lecture, "The Art of Getting On," in the village schoolhouse, concluded with a One buret "Effort is the keystone ot success," he said. "The successful man is the man who strives persistently. His motto is, 'Push, and keep pushing,' for by that, and that alone, he reaches his goal." Before the bulk ot the audience made much headway with their clap ping a small man at the back got In a laugh that might have come from a megaphone. The lecturer held up his hand tor silence. "You, too, my friend, will have to push " he commenced. "So'U you, I reckon," Interrupted the small man; "there's half a dozen youngsters been plnchln' the gasoline out of yer motorcar to light a bon fire." Very Ambitious, "So you think of studying law, Ange Mne?" "Yes." "The world doesn't produce a Portia every day. "Maybe not. But that doesn't con cern me. I don't expect to handle any loan shark cases. I'm going to spe cialize in corporation law." His Rule. "Why didn't you offer that woman your seat in the street car?" "I make It a rule never to offer any but old people my seat." "Still she wasn't very young." "And I am always careful never to Insinuate by offering my seat that I consider a woman old." Metamorphosed. Guest (departing) You had better get a horse to take away the bed In my room. Clerk Why, what can have hap pened to It? Guest Well, during the night It be came a little buggy. Judge. As She Described It Alice, an enthusiatlo motorist, was speaking to her friend Maude In re lation to the slowness of a certain young man at proposing. "Charley seems to start easy, she remarked, "and he speeds up well, but Just at the critical moment he always skids." Judge. REPARTEE. She Go on, niggah, I doan want none ob yo' Hp, He It's plainly obvivlous, mam, dat you doan need none ob It Very Foolish. "You are charged with going through the pockets of a man who hired your taxicab." "Guilty, your honor." "A very foolish robbery. Why weren't you content to get his money in the usual manner?" J Sympathy. "I believe Mrs. Wasserby would go to any length to appear recherche." "Poor thing! I used to have a friend who couldn't do anything with her complexion, either." Delights to Hear Himself Talk. "So you think Bulger likes to bear himself talk?" "Crazy to. Why, It makes him mad! to think he can't hear himself when be talks in his sleep."