The Hermiston herald., May 19, 1917, Image 6

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of
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COFYRICHT BY LOUIS MilP» vAncr
LUCY CARTERET ADMITS THAT SHE IS LYDIA CRAVENS
AND THAT HER FATHER DOESN’T KNOW SHE IS GO
ING TO AMERICA TO LIVE WITH HIM
A well-bred young Englishwoman, nervous and suspicious, finds
when she boards the steamer Alsatia, bound from Liverpool to New
York, that her stateroom mate is Mrs. Amelia Beggarstaff, a fascinat­
ing, wealthy American widow of sixty years. The girl introduces her-
self as Lucy Carteret and explains that she is going to make her home
with her father In América. Something about the girl's behavior puz­
zles the widow, and she is much surprised to find that Lucy owns a
magnificent necklace which had been stolen from a museum collection
some time previously, and Informs her friend, Mr. Quoin, a private
detective. Lucy, dressing In the dark in her stateroom, hears a mys­
terious conversation between men Just outside her window and recog­
nizes one of them.
HERMISTON
HERALD,
ill—Continued.
aver, Wlnant read American as well as
OREGON.
not going to tell me you’ve found out
LOSSES SURELY PREVENTED
your father is on board?”
by CUTTER'S BLACKLEG PILLS
“How in the name of wonder did you
guess?”
“I didn’t guess—I knew,” the Dragon
retorted, sententlously. “I know every­
thing, including my own mind : my mid­
dle name is Omniscience. Remember
that, next time you try to keep Amelia
Beggarstaff In the dark. You're Lydia
Craven, and your father's Thaddeus
Craven—Tad Craven to me and—”
“You know him? You know my fa­
HISTORICAL OLD
bi nm?
ch Hremr
ther, Mrs. Beggarstaff? You dear !”
BORGUND C hurch
Cm Granulated Eyelids,
With a grim smile, the Dowager
Eyes inflamed by expo-
Dragon submitted toa spontaneous em­
2
sure to Sun, Dost and Wind
CURIOUS
thing
about
going
to
'
produce
satisfactory
evidence
of
my
brace, then gently fended off the agi­
quickly relieved by Murine
Norway is the indifference and good standing as a transient, they 2V
tated girl. “There!” she growled with
Eye Remedy. No Smarting.
even
the
boredom
of
the
fron
­
would
try
to
get
me
a
special
permit
•
just Eye Comfort. At
an attempt at acerbity not wholly suc­
tier officials concerning your 1 for a breakfast roll.
Your Druggist’s 50c per Bottle. Mariae Eye
cessful. “Save your kisses for your
Salve
inTubes
25c.
For
Book of the EyeFreeask
“You can tell your police—” I began.
dad ! I dare say you’ve played the personality, aims and antecedents. I
Druggists or Murine Eye Remedy Co., Chicago
believe
I
am
correct
in
asserting
that
“
No,
sir,
”
answered
the
waiter.
“
I
deuce with my complexion, and as for
my wig,” (this while readjusting that the frontiers you cross going from can’t.”
So I breakfasted carnivorously on DAISY FLY KILLER - Rlaeaeu.nnzzhen:
j disarranged adornment) “if you ean’t Sweden Into Norway and from Sweden
ornamental.
keep your own hair on for Joy, you over to Denmark are the only frontiers fish, like an Eskimo, and got no bread
might at least be good enough to let In Europe today where there are no until I arrived in Denmark.
formalities or Intimate questionings.
Normally only about eighty minutes
mine roost where it belongs !"
over; will not soil or
Going
from Stockholm to Christiania is occupied In crossing the sound to
injure anything.
“But—I don’t care!” Lydia retorted
Guaranteed effective.
Sold by dealers, or
with gay defiance. “You know my fa­ nobody wants to know even your name. Copenhagen, but of late the Journey
6 sent by express pre-
paid for $1.
ther, and I’ve a perfect right to kiss At seven in the morning, when your takes two hours, following a route a
you for that, if I want to. Tell me how train gets to Charlottenburg, the cus­ long way north of Saltholm. The sound HAROLD SOMERS, 150 DoKalb Ave.. Brooklyn, ■. T.
long you have known him, and how tomhouse men Come aboard, lift the today is one great mine field, Swedish,
long you’ve known I was his daughter, Ud of your suitcase, aimlessly fumble Danish and German. Like the great
Medicine ‘raced
. COLDS AND LA GRIPPE. Ask for
and what made you begin to suspect, a few seconds in the interior, bow, belt, its International waters—the mid-
smile, salute and depart. The engine strait channel—are netted by the Ger­
and—”
YBOEN “28.
•
All druggists sell them.
“In pity’s name!” the Dowager Dra­ whistles, the train rolls on. In ten mans to keep the allies’ submarines
minutes
you
are
in
Norway.
out
of
the
Baltic.
The
crossing
of
the
gon interrupted, covering her ears.
The Swedes, however, are more in- sound in these days is not without its
“One question at a time. Be still, and
“There Io a Tide,” Etc.
quisitive about you. As you near the hazards, for mines are always break­
I’ll tell you.”
“
There
Is a Tide,” etc.
. .
Swedish
frontier,
going
south
toward
ing
loose
and
drifting
into
the
tortuous
But here, to her open relief, the
Mr. Sidener had made his first pub­
stewardess knocked and entered, with Gothenburg, the conductor of your shipping lanes. A few weeks ago all lic speech and waited for his wife's
the effect of rendering Lydia oblivious train hands you a long list of questions, the steamship communication between verdict. He expected her to say, “Oh,
starting with the inevitable. "Year of Denmark and Malmo ceased for some it was simply great, Eddy!” But they
to all else.
“Yes, Wlnant? You’ve found him? birth, place of birth ?” At the begin­ days, so numerous were the stray were half way home, and she had said
ning of the war the precise recollec­ mines.
All the time nowadays the nothing. “Well,” he began awkwardly,
Where?”
“One of the stewards tells me, miss, tion of these early personal reminis­ steamers cross with lifeboats swung “what did you think of my speech?”
“What you said was all right," she
‘e's Just seen Mr. Craven abaft the cences used to be a severe mental ef­ out, ready for emergency.
answered with guarded enthusiasm,
fort. Like a lot of recently arrived
In the Midst of Dangers.
deck’ouse on the main deck, astern.”
“
but
you didn't make the most of
The Germans have camped out in all your opportunities.
“Thank you so much, Wlnant. Good- tenderfeet nowadays, I used to sit drum­
”
ming elaborately on my fingers, and I the waters around Denmark, mining,
"Opportunities?” repeated Mr. Side-
by, Mrs. Beggarstaff!” •
Snatching up wrap and scarf, Lydia never handed the frontier police a patrolling, maneuvering, taking neutral ner. “What do you mean, Effie?”
filled-in schedule without a subsequent vessels In for search at Swlnemunde,
“Why," Mrs. Sidener replied, “you
was off In a breath.
guilty feeling that I had made a year’s the Teutonic Kirkwall.
had so many chances to sit down be­
• Those she left behind eyed one an­ error In that date. But two years’ spe­
A few miles out of Malmo a dark fore you did.”—Christian Register.
other oddly—the Dowager Dragon with cial service work all over the torn
speck
loomed up in the snowstorm and
a twinkling look of inquiry: the stew­ map of present day Europe, has well
ardess with discreetly tightened lips taught me at least one thing. Now I hove over across our course. A group CUTICURA IS SO SOOTHING
and half-lowered lids that, hinting at know indelibly, indubitably and.Instan­ of Englishmen and Italians on board To Itching, Burning Skins— It not Only
eagerly leveled their field glasses. We
mysteries unutterable, were a plain taneously the date of my birth.
Soothes, but Heals—Trial Free.
were out in International waters now,'
provocation to any competent cate­
Questions Vex Travelers.
where
all
things
were
possible.
In
a
Treatment: Bathe the affected sur­
chist
However, the Swedish frontier ques­ very few seconds she was seen to be a face with Cuticura Soap and hot wa­
And the face of Mrs. Beggarstaff tionnaire is not so disquieting as the
patrol boat, flying the German flag ter, dry gently and apply Cuticura
grew bright with the light of battle.
German, so silly as the Russian or so astern. A couple of hundred yards Ointment. Repeat morning and night
perplexing as the Sicilian. When you away she seemed to be making straight This method affords immediate relief,
CHAPTER IV.
are going home the Russian question­ for us, with the intention of boarding; and points to speedy healment They
naire asks how long you will stay In Our captain rang down the engines to are ideal for every-day toilet uses.
Free sample each by mail with
Lydia stepped over the high sill of your home town, back in Cook county ; half-speed. But she passed without in­
a doorway to open air upon the main and where you will go after that. I terfering with us, only a few feet from Book. Address postcard, Cuticura,
deck abaft the superstructure and will leave It to your own Intuition to our leeward side. Some miles farther Dept L, Boston. Sold everywhere.
— Adv.
gained the shadow of the deckhouse discern the monosyllable reply to the
we were approached by a torpedo-boat
wherein the rudder engine clanked and second part of that question written destroyer, but, as she swung round, we
Billing Clerk Only.
groaned. When she came to the open by mapy irritable and outspoken saw she flew the Danish flag.
Bose—I wanted to speak to you, Mr.
space between the deckhouse and the American citizens. The Sicilian war­
An hour later we were running up Lovum, about your attentions to Miss
taffrall the moon slipped from behind time questionnaire Inquires minutely the long, narrow harbor. Jammed with Sweet during office hours. I engaged
a cloud, drenching the ship with ghost- not only about you and your parents. ships from the ends of the earth, and you as billing clerk only; no cooing
mentioned. That will be all for the
present—Exchange.
English newspapers, and knew n vast
deal more about Craven than that man
Two minutes later the stewardess, would have cared to credit—who,
hastening to answer a series of impa­ when all's said, wasn’t lightly to be
tient rings from B75, found that state- termed a man of retiring disposition.
room bright with light and tenanted Thus the discovery that he had a
by a pale but animated young woman daughter (and why not a wife living,
frantically struggling into a haphazard as well?) was one tremendously titil­
selection of garments, with the evi­ lating; for trade in gossip about nota­
dent Intention of making immediate bilities goes on as briskly between
decks on fashionable Atlantic steam­
Appearance in public.
“Winant, do you think you could ships as below stairs In fashionable
homes on either side of the water.
And me a passenger list?”
“Oh, surely, miss.”
But Craven's daughter, forgetful of
“I want very much to see one. the serving woman, sat with eyes se­
Please fetch It at once.”
rene in a face radiant with the glow
Gravely Wlnant shrugged and went of happiness In her heart. Never a
her way, shrewdly guessing close to doubt troubled her ardent anticipa­
the cause of the passenger’s excite­ tions. That ominous note which had
ment. “Some sweet’art, likely,” she been sounded In the brief conversation
reflected with the indulgent pity of a outside her window was now forgot­
self-supporting married woman not ten—at worst could not have shaken
obliged to live continuously with her her faith In his loving kindness. That
busband.
“Found out some’ow 'e’s was something always to be counted
on board, w'ich she wasn't expectin’.” upon, something that had never
So Instead of summoning the ship's failed her. And If his attitude of late
doctor to pass upon the advisability of might have seemed Inconsistent with
allowing the convalescent to go on truly sympathetic affection, Lydia
deck, Wlnant serenely carried out her knew better: her father had not so
instructions, returning to find Miss much opposed her wishes as he had
Carteret all dressed save for books underestimated the sincerity of her
and shoebuttons.
mutiny against the rule of Agnes Hicks-
“You’ve been In since I went to sleep Lorrimer.
this afternoon, Wlnant?” the girl de­
How could It be otherwise, with a
manded as Winant entered.
gap of five long years in their associa­
“Yes, miss, tidyin’ up a bit”
tion, five years of separation, change
“You didn't notice a brooch any­ and growth?
where—on top this chest of drawers?”
His thought aroused appreciation of
“A cameo brooch? Yes, miss, I did, the great changes time had wrought:
and left it w’ere I saw It”
so great that it wasn't difficult to fancy
"Really? But it’s not there now. Craven falling to recognize his daugh­
What can have become of It? Oh, is ter, whose memory with him must be
that the passenger list?"
that of a hobbledehoy of fifteen, long-
In her excitement, almost snatching legged and awkward, with perpetually
from Winant's grasp the printed list freckled snub nose, mouth too wide,
of first-cabin passengers, the girl and eyes too large for her thin face,
promptly forgot the missing brooch.
and her hair tn plaits—two wrist-thick
“You're sure, miss,” the stewardess cables of it falling below her waist,
pursued, first examining the chest and carroty red, and bound with broad but­
then kneeling to paw the carpet be­ terfly bows of stiff blue ribbon.
neath it, “you're sure you didn't by
Mrs. Hicks-Lorrimer’s idea, that of
any chawnse knock It off while dress- the butterfly bows—the final touch of
In'?”
ignominy! Lydia dated her hatred of
“What?" the girl murmured abstract- the woman from the hour when she
edly, her gaze racing down the dense had been compelled to submit to those
columns of small type.
unspeakable decorations.
“The brooch, miss—”
But today—Lydia smiled tenderly.
“Oh, bother that ! It’s surely some- No; Craven wouldn’t know his girl—
where about. I'll find It later. Oh, not until she told him—unless, to be Lydia Stood Rooted In Incredulous Em-
Wlnant !" she broke off with a cry of sure, she had grown somewhat to re­
barrassment.
delight. "It is true! I knew I couldn't semble her mother, who had been a fa­
be mistaken ! He Is on the ship !”
mous beauty—or so Mrs. Grummle of ly radiance, and she stopped short. In
Her trembling forefinger indicated the Bloomsbury lodgings had asser- no other public part of the vessel could
midway down the column headed “C" vated—and so Craven himself, under one—or two—have found greater
the entry, “Craven, Thaddeus—New pressure of persistent questioning, had privacy.
York."
Two, at least, seemed to have
once admitted.
“The gentleman as you're engyged
Winant, rising from her knees, dis- thought of that In that fan-shaped
to, miss?” Winant hazarded Imperson­ pelled reverie. “Is that all. Miss Cra­ space behind the deckhouse, close by
ally; and having noted the name ven ?”
the singing meter of the log. Craven
stepped behind the girl to hook up her
Lydia smiled brilliantly. “That’s stood with Mrs. Merrilees in his arms.
frock,
right,” she affirmed with decision. “Let Wholly unaware that they were not
“Engaged to? Oh, no, Wlnant I” me be Miss Craven from now on. Do alone, these two clung to each other,
Ths girl laughed. "How absurd ! Why, you think you could find my father for lips sealing Ups in the ecstasy of a long
he's my father!”
and passionate embrace, moveless save
me, Winant?"
“Mr. Craven, miss? But I thought
“Oh, surely, miss.” Winant preserved as they yielded to the motion of the
as 'ow your nime was Carteret, miss.” a straight face. “Would you wish me ship.
"Oh!" the girl gasped In transient to send ’Im to you ’ere?”
Lydia stood rooted In incredulous
dismay. Then she laughed. "To be
“Oh, no. I merely want to know embarrassment. In that pitiless wash
sure, that la the name I sailed under. where to look for him. But to send of naked moonlight she could not fail
But my real name’s Lydia Craven—not him here to find me—why—don’t you to recognize the woman. She was Mrs.
Lucy Carteret at all. You see, I didn’t see?—that would spoil It all!”
Merrilees beyond question, gowned pre­
want— well—somebody In England—to
“Quite so, miss. I won't be a min- cisely as she had been that first night
know I was sailing.”
out, forever to be a figure of radiant
ute.”
“Your father, miss?" Wlnant hazard­
To Lydia. waiting with eyes shin- loveliness in the galleries of Lydia's
ed dispassionately, kneeling again to Ing and Ups tremulous with anticipa- memory.
attend to the girl's shoes.
But that the other, her lover, could
tlon, entered unexpectedly her Dowager
“No; someone else. I—I didn't Dragon ; and entering, for the first and be Thaddeus Craven—Impossible! A
know my father was in England, you only time In their association betrayed passing likeness to his sturdy but
see,” Craven’s daughter faltered in a no signs of some slight embarrassment graceful figure—deceiving eyes too
first faint chill of doubt. “He—he nnd bewilderment.
eager to recognize a beloved parent: It
must have made a hurried trip on busi-
"Heaven help our home!" Mrs. Beg- could be nothing more than that. Im­
oess—he’s a very busy man—and didn't garstaff cried, thunderstruck. "Where possible that he, her father, could be
save time to notify me. But that,” her are you going, child ?
the lover of a woman but little older
spirits dictated on the rebound, “only
“On deck, probably," Lydia informed than herself!
makes it more strange and wonder- her with n twinkle of mischief,
ful—that we should meet this way
"But—my blessed income—"
He will be surprised.”
Things happen Immediately
“Dear Mrs. Beggarstaff," Lydia in-
which Lydia did not bargain for,
“I warrant I" Wlnant commented terposed Impulsively. “I must tell yon,
with an ambiguity lost upon Lydia, something has happened—something so
and the unfolding of a mystery
who accepted the response at one of wonderful and delightful that I verily
Is vastly disconcerting to sev­
simple concurrence, whereas the wom- believe It would have got me out of bed
eral persons. The veil Is lifted
an at her feet was hiding an Ironic had I been at the point of death !"
In the next Installment.
smile.
•Toh!" exclaimed the Dowager
In point of fact, this Tad Craven of Dragon Impatiently. Surprise faded In
(TO be CONTINUED.)
Mrs. Beggarstaff's acquaintance was a her eyes, and was replaced by some­
zonspleuous figure among transatlan- thing strangely like disappointment.
Part of It All Right.
tic travelers, one who crossed fre- With a quick movement she closed the
"Wouldn't you like to hare her sing­
quently, and, lacking any other title to door and sat down on her bed. "Non­ ing beside you in the wilderness?”
notoriety, would have made himself sense!" she added with unaccountable “Well, rm In favor of the wilderness.
remembered by his lavish tips. More- Irritation, looking the excited young
CHAPTER
HERMISTON,
“ravel in
BLACK
LEG
Gurope
A
Good
WEEKS
“Not Our Can.”
A little lad at Carmel, Ind., whose
mother was sick, was asked by a
neighbor women to bring the coal oil,
as she wished to kindle the fire. The
little fellow brought it, and then the
woman asked for an open vessel to
pour the oil in, as she was afraid
live coals were in the stove and an
explosion might occur. The little fel­
low looked at her unconcernedly and
said: “Oh, gee, go ahead, it ain't
our can.”—Indianapolis News.
“Be sure you’re right.”
"No. Tell ’em you’re too proud to
fight.”—Detroit Free Press.
2% *
Wanted.
“Say, where’s the missus?” “She's
upstairs washing her face.” “Then
tell her she bad better come down
and see the laundress who’s here
facing her wash.”—Baltimore Ameri­
can.
Worrying.
“You seem troubled about your gar­
dening proposition.” “Yes, replied Mr.
Crosslots. 'T'm wondering whether I
can raise enough to take care of the
exceptional appetite the outdoor exer­
cise will give me.”—Washington Star.
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BERGEN, GREAT FISHING CENTER.
but it demands intimate information
also anent your grandparents, includ­
ing your grandmother’s maiden name.
A St. Louis man I met in Malta told
me that when he ejaculated “Search
me !" on being asked his grandmother's
maiden name by the Messina police,
they wrote It down phonetically as
"Cercmi” In the allotted column of the
register.
A snowstorm was sweeping over
Malmo and the snow lay deep under-
foot There was no steamer for Den­
mark for three or four hours. I
checked my baggage and went over to
a hotel for breakfast Presently they
brought my fried plaice and coffee.
But no bread. After a while I remind­
ed the waiter that the bread was lack­
ing. He remarked that it would con­
tinue to lack until I produced my bread
card. Two days since bread cards had
been introduced in Sweden.
I ex­
plained that I could hardly be expect­
ed to have a bread card, as I was
merely in Sweden for three hours, as a
transient During our discussion the
other lone breakfaster in the restau­
rant finished his coffee, paid his bill,
pocketed all the remaining bread on
his table and went out. This spoiled
my Idea of asking him to lend me a
piece of bread ; I would have sent him
another piece subsequently by regis-
tered mall.
clamorous with rattle and clangor of
chains and cranes and the lumbering
wagons of the wharves.
Some Simple Remedies.
When we are called upon to assist a
neighbor In times of sickness or acci­
dent, we are often reminded of the fact
that there are very few families who
keep up a supply of simple family reme­
dies on hand for an emergency. A fam­
ily medicine chest Is one of the neces-
sities In the household, and every
housewife should understand how to
use its contents. There should be a
place for keeping all the bottles and
packages together, although it be noth­
ing better than an upper shelf In the
closet or pantry. Then they can bo
found without loss of time, which Is
not the case where the bottles are left
scattered about on the windows and
mantels all over the house.
The home medicine chest should con­
tain a bottle of camphor, some good
liniment, a few doses of quinine In cap-
sales, sweet oil, castor oil, paregoric,
flaxseed, mustard, sulphur, vaseline,
limewater, and various other things
that have been tried and found good.
Should any member of the family be
severely burned, cover the burned por­
tion with linseed oil and limewater;
then wrap it with cotton wool. Allow
It to remain 24 hours.—Exchange.
Breakfast Without Bread.
Great Memory for Faces.
I told the waiter I knew nothing and
Sho (after dinner)—Excuse me, but
cared less about his wretched bread
card ritual and bad him phone the po-
iven’t we met before? Your face
lice. The police graciously replied Is strangely familiar.
He—Yes; our host introduced us to
plaice, go out and grope through the each other Just before dinner.
blizzard for several blocks until I found
She—Ah ! I was positive I had seen
the police headquarters and could then
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