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r X ■* FOREST GROVE PRESS, FOREST GROVE, OREGON. THURSDAY, JANUARY 2. 1913. U. S. S T A B L E S *r UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT When You are in Town FEED T H E H O R SE A S W E L L A S Y O U R S E L F Good H orses and Rigs, w ith or w ith o u t D rivers. T ra n sie n t H orses well cared for. T h e best dinner for the horse can be had at HESS & MACK, Proprietor» W. W. Ryals, Feed and Sales Stables NORTH MAIN STREET, FOREST GROVE. BY Honeymoons are happier, spent in your own neat, new modern HOME, SWEET HOME Newlyweds and others take notice. You cannot live in Air Castles. P u t foundations u n d er them by having m e build you a house in a h u rry , ju s t as you like it. P ay th e price o f a lot in cash and pay o u t on in stallm en ts on th e house. T erm s rig h t, like re n t. D e fe a t th e landlord by paying re n t to yourself. V isit my addition 4 blocks w e st o f Main S tre e t and see w h a t we a re doing b u siest p a rt o f town. 8 room Salem house fo r sale or exchange. New 8 room m odern house, co rn er 5th S t. and 1st Ave. N o rth , (th is to w n .) fo r s a 'e o r tra d e . L ots in various places. ’ Small pay m en t down, balance on in stallm e n ts. G et fu rth e r inform ation a t L ittle h a le & C ady’s office. Phones 0171 0191 CHAS. E. HALL. If you want a scientific job of HORSE SHOEING at a reasonable price go to B R O W N & D eC U M A N P A C IF IC AVENUE If you want a hot air job go to the other fellow. Phone 871 Sun-Rise Grocery P a c if ic A v e n u e F O R E S T G RO VE, We a re h ere to serv e your needs. No o rd er too sm all o r tea) large for us. OREGON J. DODGE, Proprietor ELECTRIC POWER O E O H O t B A R R M i CUTCHEON [ Copyright. 1906. by Dodd. Mead 6 Company. “W hy co u ld n 't 1 have put It on until 0f those m om ents when th e ir Horses mornlwg?” she w as snylng to h erself stood with muzzles to g eth er as If kiss- a s she passed dow n th e graveled d riv e ing by proxy—the flush grew deeper, and advanced to m eet th e wall of though her blood w ent cold and she trees th a t frow ned blackly In her face, trem bled. -W h a t will he th in k ? W hat will he A pitiful confusion seized her, an la y ? Oh. he’ll think I'm such a silly, I inexplicable tim idity crep t into her rom antic fool! No, he w o n 't H e’ll heart, replacing th e bold assu ran ce u n derstand, lie 'll help me on to th a t had been recklessly ca rry in g her P lu ttsh u rg tom orrow . B ut will he on to him. It w as a s though som e think I’ve done th is for effect? W on't one hud w hispered the tru th into her he th in k I'm actu a lly th ro w in g m y f a r and she w as beginning to believe. self a t his hend? No, I ca n ’t tu rn From th a t m om ent her courage be back. I'd ra th e r die than go back to gan to fall. The glow from her lan th a t house. It w o n 't m a tte r w h at he tern w as a m enace instead of a help. thinks. I'll be aw ay from all of It to A sw eet tim orousness enveloped her morrow. I'll be o u t o f his life, an d 1 and som ething Ungled—she knew not won’t care w h a t he thluks. E ngland! w h a t Goodness! W h at's th a t? " She had S p atterin g rnindrops w hizzed in her turned a bend In th e drive, an d Ju s t face, ominous fo reru n n ers from th e ahead th e re w as a light. A sigh of re Inky »Uy T he w ind w as w histling lief follow ed th e question. It cam e w ith shrill glee in th e treetops and from th e lan tern w hich hung to a th e treetops tried to flee before It. A stak e in th e road w here the new stone mile and a hulf lay betw een her and gate posts w ere being b u ilt by w o rk th e big cottage on the hillside— the men from tow n. B azelhurst Villa w as m ost arduous p a rt of the Journey by a q u a rte r o f a mile, th ro u g h th e park, far. She w alked and ran ns though behind her; th e fo rest w as ahead. pursued, scudding over the road w ith At th e g ate she stopped betw een the a sw iftn ess th a t would have am azed h alf finished sto n e posts and looked another, but which seem ed th e essence ahead w ith th e first sh iv er o f dism ay. H er lim bs seem ed ready to collapse. of slow ness to her. T h o u g h ts of rob The flush o f a n g er an d ex citem en t left bers, tram p s and wild beasts assailed her face. A w hite, desolate look cam e her w ith in te rm itte n t terro rs, b u t all In its stead. H e r eyes grew wide, and served to dim inish the feeling of sh y she blinked her lashes w ith an aw ed ness th a t had been in terfe rin g w ith u n certa in ty th a t boded III fo r th e s t a her determ ination. P a st Kenwood’s cottage she sped, bility o f h er ad v en tu re. An owl hoot ed in m ournful cadence close by, and shuddering ns she recognized the stone she felt h er h air w as going s tra ig h t on step s and path th a t ran up th e hillside end. T h e ten se fingers of one hand to th e haunted house. G hosts, w itches gripped th e han d le of th e trav elin g and hobgoblins fell Into the procession bag. w hile th e o th e r w ent spasm od of pursuers, cheered on by th e sh rie k ing w ind th a t grew more noisom e ns ically to h er h e a r t "O h!" sh e gasped, m oving over q u ick her feet curried her higher up th e ly to th e s ta k e on w hich th e lantern m ountain. Now she w as on new hung. T h e w ind w as ru sh in g through ground. She had never before explor th e tre e to p s w ith Increased fervor, th e ed so fa r as this. T h e hill w as steep a ir w as cool and w et w ith th e signs of and the road bad black ubysscs out rain, a sw irl of d u st flew up Into her beyond Its eedgs. She w as breathless, h alf dead from face, th e sw ish of leaves sounded like th e sp lash in g of w a te r in th e air. fatigue and terror, when a t last tier H olding h er h e a rt for m inutes, sh e a t feet stum bled up th e broad steps lead last regained som e o f the lost com ing to his porch. T rem bling, she sank posure. A h ysterical laugh fell from into the rustic bench th a t stood ag ain st her lips. “ W h a t a goose! It w as an th e wall. T he lan tern clattered to her owl, an d I’ve h eard h u n d red s of them feet, nnd the bag w ith her jew els, her up here. Still, they do sound d ifferent letter of credit and tier curling Irons outside o f one’s ow n room, i t ’s going slid to tile floor behind th e bench. H ere to rain. W h at w retched luck! D ear w as his home! W hat cared she for the me, I c a n ’t sta n d here all night! How storm ? Even as sh e lay th ere gasping for black It Is ah ead th ere! O-o-o-h! Really, now, It does seem a bit terrify in g . If 1 breath, her eyes on the shadow y moon only had a lan tern It w o u ld n 't be so "— th a t w as break in g its w ay th rough th e H er gaze fell upon th e laborers' Ian clouds, th ree men raced from the s ta te rn th a t clatte re d aim lessly, uselessly, bles a t B azelhurst Villa, bent on find a g a in st th e stake. An In sta n t Inter she ing the mad young person who had tied had Jerked It from Its fasten in g s with the place. Scarcely know ing w h at d i a cry of Joy. " I ’ll send It back when rection he took. Lord B azelhurst led the w ay, followed by the duke an d the they go for my tru n k s. W hat luck!” W ith o u t a second's hesitation she count, all of them supplied w ith c a r sta rte d off briskly Into th e w oodland riage lum ps, w hich a t any other tim e road, strid in g along w ith th e splendid would have been sickening In th eir sw ing of th e healthy E nglishw om an obtrusiveness. E xcept for Lady Eve who has not been train ed to daw dle. lyn th e rest o f th e house slept th e sleep H er w alking s k irt gave free play to her of ease. G radually Penelope recovered from limbs. She w as fa r p a st th e well know n “ line In th e road" before she the effects of th e m ad race up the bill. paused to ta k e a full b reath and to re The s p u tte rin g flame In th e lan tern cap itu late. H er h eart beat faster, and cnlled her Into action. C lutching It th e sudden glow In h er cheek w as not from th e floor of th e porch, she softly from th e exercise. Somehow, out there began a to u r of inspection, first look alone In th e w orld, th e m ost am azing ing a t her w atch to find tlin t it w ns feeling o f ten d ern ess sped on ahead to the unholy hour of 2. H ad som e one Knmloloph Shaw. She tried to put It yelled “ Boo!” she would have sw oon from her, but It grew and grew . Then ed, so te n se w ns every nerve. Now she blushed deep w ithin herself, and th n t sh e w as here, w h a t w ns she to do? her eye« grew sw eet w ith th e memory H e r h e a rt cam e to her m outh, her of those stolen, reprehensible hours hand shook, b u t not w ith fear: a n erv along th e frontier. Som ething w ithin ous sm ile trie d to w reak d is a ste r to her b re a st cried out for those shining, th e concern In her eyes. gone by m om ents, som ething seem ed T he house w as d a rk nnd still. No to elose dow n on her th ro a t, som ething one w as stirrin g . T he porch w as lit- | tered w ith ru g s an d cushions, w hile on a sm all tab le n ear th e end stood a d ecan ter, a siphon and tw o glasses. T w o? H e had said he w as alone ex- j cep t fo r th e housekeeper nnd th e serv- | ants. A visitor, then. T his w as not w h at sh e had expected. H er h eart sank. It w ould be hard to face th e m a ste r of th e house, but—a stran g er? C ig arette stu b s m et her bew ildered, i tro u b led gaze—m any of them . Deduc- j tlon w ns easy out th ere In th e lonely I night. I t w ns easy to see th a t Shaw an d his com panion s a t up so lute th n t th e se rv a n ts had gone to bed. D istracted ly she looked about fo r \ m eans of sh e lte r on th e porch nntil ( d ay lig h t could a b e t her In th e flight to | th e village beyond. T he storm w as su re to com e a t no fa r d is ta n t time. She knew nnd feared th e violence of th e m ountain rains. “ By nil th a t's holy,” cam e in a m an's voice, low toned and uncertain. "It Isn 't a dream , a fte r all J'* She tu rn ed like a flash, w ith a star- 1 tied exclam ation nnd an Instinctive j m ovem ent as If to shield herself from unbidden gaze. H er lips parted, ami her h en rt pounded like a ham m er S tanding In the doorw ay wns R andolph Shaw , bis figure looming up like a I m onstrous, w avering genie In th e u n ce rta in light from th e shaking Inntera. Ills rig h t baud w as to Ills brow , and his eyes w ere wide w ith Incredulous Joy. She noticed th a t the left sleeve She S tarted 0 « Br.skly Into tho Wood- of hl9 d in n er Jacket hung limp and th n t land Ro«d. th e griu w ns j n „ w hite sling beneath, flooded her eyes w ith a softness th a t "•» It really you? he cried, hts hand rolled up from her en tire t<elng. T h eir going Instinctively to hts w atch pocket line! T h eir Insurm ountable barrier! as If d o u bting th a t It w as night Instead An ab su rd yet Ineffable longing to fall o f Morning, dow n and kiss th a t line cam e over her (TO BE CONTINUED) w ith com pelling force. IJcr head grew light w ith the th o u g h t Forest Grove Press Î1.50 a year, “Y Cheapest and Best W ashington-Oregon Corporation. Rigs and Saddle Horses for Hire. Horses and Mules for Sale. Contract Hauling Solicited. Investment Realty Abstract Company Makes Your Abstract Office», with Forest Grove Press, Hoffman Building. Law Office, M. B. Bump, Hillsboro. GUARANTEES RELIABLE SERVICE Happy New Year ,;o;gng&, [ v )/ SUNSET Y ï* I I OGDEN ÄSH ASTA I In this, our first message of the New Year, we wish to express our appreciation to the public, for their patron age during the past year, and of what we value even more, their confidence and cordial good will. We realize that the public’s interests and our interests are mutual and that whatever helps one helps the other. In extending our thanks to the public for the patronage during the past year we pledge ourselves that during the coming year we will use our most earnest efforts to merit the continuation of the pleasant relations which have ex isted in the past. Accept our sincere wishes that the New Year may bring you happiness and prosperity. Southern Pacific Company Central Livery Barns M cN am er & W irtz , P ro p ’rs General Livery And Tillamook Stage Lines THE PRESS CAN DO YOUR PRINTING AND DO IT ACCURATELY AND PROMPTLY CALL 502