The Maupin times. (Maupin, Or.) 1914-1930, February 26, 1915, Image 7

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Illustrations from Photographs of the Stage Production
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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."