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Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28
Duped.

Young man." said the old lady, with
anger In her eyes, i've brought back
this here thermometer you sold me.
You can't come none of your tricks on
me-"
What's the trouble with it?" bland
ly asked the clerk.
Trouble! The thing don't stay the
same two days at time. Gimme nv
money back. "-MilwaCkee Sentinel.
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28
THE REWARD OF VIRTUE.

Inc gas went out The maiden shrieked:
Her little brother Peter
For mischief's sake had gone and turnad
1t slap off at the meter.
And so pa slapped into the boy,
Anathemas he growled;
IL hurt poor Peter most of all,
And that was why he howled.
Inc lover smiled. Here. Pete" he said.
I'm glad that you were willing
To do what I desired of you,
SO here's the promised shilling;
or course. I'm sorry your papa
Should cause a little trouble
Tomorrow turn 1t out again,
And ! will give you double!''
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28
DECISION Easy TO sNroacs.
Judge Had So MutiIatsd Bird Thst
Resistance Was In Vain.

Judge Loveland Of Stanford, VT. .
classmate of Daniel Webster In Dart
mouth college, resembled him in some
things. He did not like to have any.
body get the best of him.
On certain occasions IAN oath" was
an absolute necessity to him, although
of different type from those he was
In the habit of administering to 9TH
ers.
Not long after his appointment as
Judge he and party of acquaint-
ances were invited to Christmas din
ner at friends house. To him was
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28
Couldn't Understand.

Neighbor-How did your little bow
enjoy the birthday party you gave
him the other day?
Mother-The poor child was broken
hearted because some one else got the
prize In the birthday cake.-Detroit
Free Press.
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28
On the Water WAGON.

First Ex-Tank-Say, Jim. I've got a
great scheme.
Second Ex-Tank-What's that?
First e. T.-When want to get
soused l whirl around on one foot as
long % l can. Try 1t and get the eff.
feet Cleveland Leader.
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28

the death of Adam, the story of the
cross, Eve and Seth on their way to
Paradise, and the garden of Eden. but
1t has long been puzzle to antiquar.
les. There is no trace of lettering
upon it.--London Sketch.
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28

Triumphing Over Difficulty.
There passed away some time ago
an actress who had been so unfor-
tunate In her marital experiences as to
divorce several husbands, and who re.
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28
OF Course II lsn,t.

Her-But 1t isn't considered proper
to give valuable presents to a girl to
whom you are not engaged.
Him-By whom?
Her-By-er-the other girls.-Chi.
cago Daily News.
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28
Wants Grandpa to croak.

Johnnie-Grandpa. will you make =.
noise like frog?
Grandpa-What for. my boy?
Johnnie-Why, pa says we'll get ten
thousand when you croak.-Judee.
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28
An Execution.

HOWELL was pretty hungry.
Powell-So was I. What ate cost
me as much as the tip to the waiter.
Judge.
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28
Quchl

Dearest. you are the only girl l
ever loved"
Il surmised as much" she replied
haughtily. Your work is exceeding
W amateurish. Milwaukee Sentinel.
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28
She's the Breadwjnner.

And can your wife make bread,
Eam?"
Can she, boss? Why, say, she
makes all de dough what comes into
de house."-Yonkers Statesman.
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28
Is PUZZLE TO ANTIoUARIEs.
Mystery In Ancient Tombstone In Emo
iish churchyard.

The stone. which is of Saxon origin.
Is In Heysham churchyard, on the
shore of Morecambe bay. The cary
Ing upon 1t is believed to illustrate
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28
Sudden.

Sudden.
Did you hurt that man when you
ran over him with your machine yes.
terday?"
Not a bit. He never knew what
struck him."-Milwaukee Sentinel.
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28

Mrs. Brown met Mrs. Peck Just
now, l do think she is such horrid,
spiteful woman, always running people
down behind their backs
Mr.. Brown (sweetly)-WelI, you
needn't initiate her.
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28

Each by
signed
states itself
all of
operaed bv
-
Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1906-12-28
or Course.

SIS she blonde or brunette?"
ut depends on which is in fashion. -
Houston Post.
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-01-19

lHc uihScb euNh etOuty. stronger and imperious. It sounded of Chile and Peru We ceased rowing. What do you hear?' he inquired.
 Nothing" came from Montgomery. "I1l trust your ears, lad" said Ser combe Drive on."
 The river opened wider. and the banks fell away on either side. sloping softly up to great black heights. and now a current from the sea came hum- ming over the river bar and met us. striking the tubs beak with a dull plash. She swung and twisted. groan- ing in her sides.
 That's the estuary" said Montgom- cry.
 Sercombe leaned forward. And we've not caught 'em.' he said musing- ly. Hood must have had a notion. Well. you see. he was bound to push on.''
 Our changes had taken place with punctuality, and now I lay across the bows and had my ear to the channel. The wind came up and blew gently about my face. Good" sighed Ser combe. that's refreshing. I thought should stifie."
 Sheppard. who was yachtsman, cast a glance over his shoulders at the black horizon. but he said nothing. The cur rent throbbed under the belly of the boat. and she rose and fell upon the waves
 T suppose we're out nowT' asked Sercombe
 Darkness environed us. and I could see nothing forward or upon the left. | A gloomy mass of shadow lay upon the right hand.
 We're hugging the right bank" I said. T think we're in the estuary. I can see nothing"
 Well. keep her in close" said Ser combe. jerking his rudder. That winds coming up a bit" | A flaw sailed out of the night and played upon us sharply. With that cur rent drawing below her and under the stress of the gust she reeled and hung Then she began slowly to creep. along the water. Sercombe jammed the boat close to the shore. Then out Of the abysmsl darkness the wind brought a new sound 10 my ears.
 I turned to the others They're in front I murmured
 Whats thst.- called Serconbe from the stern.
 Isp0ke iouder-
 -GiTe ne the sruIls.- said Sheppard 'sCoafound TOUT huikilz form. man. SheJl HH f we give her the ha-p-O71Il Of a chance Keep under fhe lee Of tir shore and ve-II run her alOlz
 Co double. bo-s-~ urged sercombe
 They beut to their zork with zesf and fbe bat spun along in IuII Of the ulnd The sound of oars dipping ir water grew clearer
 Sheppard dropped his scun Its all riza-.~ he declared We can estct ttem I've 10 dJ1bt of that Lets th-Ek. What are -e gong to doE-
 -why. catch -e-- cred M01tsrm U.
 We m1st szriEe ssasvhe-e zza some ti1se.~ sad I The question i' shsH we 5O Ft u7-
 Sereaaste sat e-S7<5sleraaz 11i ! fh51s ue s1 g1-rscfssszv -eTe s-s7-5-- D. 1s-is5u- iie F1I-5 tss rzIzsr strzz- sz59eaIy rf-h res8sstisa
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-01-19

We gave him some brandy. and hd spoke no more, breathing with dim culty.
 I turned to Sheppard. "Let hen awayw I cried furiously. Well have that bloody scoundrel or die for it."
 The boat dipped her nose and once more forged over the yawl's counter! Keep watch on him." cried.
 Montgomery took his pistol from un1 der his waistcoat. gripped mine. I think we were all taken with the frenzy of bloodshed.
 Board her." cried Montgomery.
 Hay her along- I shouted. Lay her alongr'
 Sheppard twirled his tiller. and the lugger struck the starboard quarter of the yawl with a crash. Instantly Montgomery leaped, pistol in hand.i upon the enemy.
 At that instant shrill scream Of terror from the Greeks stayed my foot in the act to follow. I beheld Hood, with his raised arm holding a knife. his nostrils distended, but his eyes were not on me or toward the boat They were directed across the empty. yelling sea and that gray mist of rain These facts passed in moment. l had an instantaneous impression of that devil with his implacable and imper- turbable face, leering as it were upon me, and then heard his shout, and his arm went up toward the sky. Mont komeV had stumbled into the yawl. and his hand had knocked down the man at the helm. The yawl tossed and Tapped in the heaving water. Hood leaped toward the helm. I saw him gesticulate at Montgomery. and it was only then that looked in the direction in which his eyes were set.
 Simultaneously there rose upon the gray dawn, compounded horribly with
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-01-19

That was true, as we found out i'm mediately, for the current bore the dingey down once more upon the log, and with rasping noise and jerking movement she slipped over. t
 Its lucky that the wood was rot ten," said Sercombe. T don't believe our tub would have stood another ounce"
 T think we must thank Hood, too.' I remarked
 "Oh, we'll thank him when we meet him." said Sercombe cheerfully, ''and the sooner we pay our devoirs the bet ter. So let's buckle to-"
 In spite of our objections Sercombe insisted upon taking hand with me at the souls. He professed himself quite well, said he had often suffered from the same complaint and could stand more of it.
 "A pin prick to the way they get at your vitals in Sicily" said he. He certainly showed no signs of fa- tigue or faintness in his handling of the oars. but rowed like sailor-a lit tie stiffiy, but with plenty of force. and we cut the water at fine pace. Pres entity Sheppard, who had taken Ser combe's place in the bows, tapped me on the shoulder.
 Here's the Ray, Ned" said he.
 50 much for the first stage then,' said Sercombe, who heard him. and he leaned on his oars. The current took us with a gentle wash into the bosom of the larger stream. The clouds con gregated solemnly and. to my fancy, with an aspect of sulIenness. The air was still, and the sweat broke out on the rowers. We changed again, and under the fresh impulse the tub ran down the Ray
 We may pick them up any moment now" remarked Sercombe. and I ob- served him, in the stern, loosen his coat and feel in his pockets.
 ''The boats leaking" said Mont gomery in my ears. stopped rowing and repeated his words to the others. { Here was a dilemma. Sercombe paid no heed. He was staring, as 1 could just perceive-staring out upon the river over our heads. .-.-... Do you see anythingT he asked. No one answered him. n - Stay on your oars-' he commanded, and I no longer recognized the soft voice of our old enemy, but something
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-01-19

Before us loomed the block hulk of an
 ocean liner.
 those dreadful noises of the storm, d great shrill sound, and upon our port bows loomed the black hulk of an; ocean liner making for the sea.
 That was the impression of one mo- ment The next she was upon us, q monstrous menace of death. Her cut water struck the yawl amidships.
 Even to this hour I have never been able to discover the sequences of that tragic moment. I saw the yawl part and dissolve in a mist of water, and then my next reeollection was of bump ing and grinding in the boat against the iron shell of the liner. Windows full of lights passed before me, and voices called. and then we were swung out again like a teetotum upon the wilderness of brawiing water. The liner sheered off into the dark. ness. and there was nothing visible, Sheppard kept the tiller hard. and we rolled and tossed together. The wind, as though it's dreadful mission were fulfilled, dropped suddenly away, and we were conscious of silence. Sud- denly Sercombe's voice broke on uA. startling me.
 "Give me a little brandy, Greato- rex"
 I handed him the flask. and he set his lips to it Put your hand down here" he said, pointing to his breast I did SO. That's the place. I know, when I've got my dose. I was always good at that He was silent for a mo- ment. I'm glad saw the man die- he said presently. T was right after all. swore I'd see him out. But I'm sorry about the boy" had nothing to say. and be sank fn to silence again
 There's that steamer coming back Greatorex.y he said after time. I looked and saw that he vas risht i,
 They'll pick you up." he continued. rben: Bee here. this things been bad, n managed It's been . stomachful for all of us, but there's no need to make 1t wore than it fs. But I'll tell you what This gunshot is not going to be easy for you. not by long slice It looks ugly, Greatorex. and thats . fact A yavi run dowp-ebereS na harm in that-but when 1t comes to letting blood. why, there's sms to bs w,>z<foxa.
 The nshts of ehs nn9 f1eamsd . hundred yards awsy. and . poscs hail. ed uA
 That's gospel trufh,- ah secombs tboushtfully. And the tressures at the bottom of cBs seq. along vith one good man at any rste- oDcs nore he was silent, snd once Dore be rssumed. | speaking wfsh damcuisy: I've eot my ruei See here, this is my sfsir. m not play Jonah in che dreumstances." He ceased and. raastng hinseh upon an arm. iooked toward the ffn9. Tbea with a swift movement Of his body bs pulled himself upon cbe grnxs'e and rolled or into the waeer. I uttered . cy and rushsd to ehs \ etre of the leaving beet Inere va1 70 sim of body. alive or deaA h tAaf [ tu,7ulruous vaEse of vatU.
 Aqpzrd sat trenblfnE with hs1 hand o1 the uIler He vhfnpered he bostfs he'd feil of and feil oAI and ve rocked on cse dsso-cered fses of the sea-
 Ivezt over snd tpok os t119 fro4 kis hand. snd I pit k1 soss suwar1 fhe hner.
 i " @
 TOMORROW TIE MAN ON THE BOX [
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-01-19

.al-aA-l- --- a'-- 70 il-a. lA-l q to make o1t what 1his night be I hesrd the sppnaching feet Of tbR others. Thln -JnexheTs out of tho nizt- these words fosted 70 us -Capts7n scr cou1te. I arrest you in the name Of the queen
 Tbere was a violent ezcIsnzfioa sad the n0fss of q struzx5e and sftH-srz a sB0-t CT and bgTr5d crsek
 Seppsri and Is6Pe-i ts Cur feet and rszehed the path where tea Pzces frg- tie zatsT stood Serconhe and zt Eis feet a prosTare fzUrs-
 what is thisE- I sad znxigzzty-
 -Uh. v9a theTe- z91tIeZa1E sad Serug-Ee- IszH1z Th5s knsTe Eo-Iid have rufae5 err -b55e venture. Bgt rprE0u TFs E-z Inn his sf1useh fzH-
 -T@. ysa lave s-H ts--GEr. h<aEE7z e-7 -be nan Hes sass- ooae fer
Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-01-19


 worda Hands were gesticulatins. and then q hght was flashed Sheppard kept her nose pointed grimiy. and final ly the yawi altered her course.
 If it comes to tactins. they'll do us.- said Sheppard
 On the course we vere holding. how ever, we outssfIed the yavl by two to one. The wind took us almost astern. and we overhauled her. The figures on the yavl grew clearer. distinct against the gray light. ss we rode into the trough
 By this time we were plain to her occupants. as plain as they were to us. and I could make ort Hood himself standing by the big mast win one arm about 1t. A Greek stood near him. and one vas at the helm He stood without moving. watching us with those stezl thy eyes I knew 70 well. he roar of the rain snd wind upon the water vss deafening. We descended Into tbe trough of the waves. and when ~e roe Hood stood ar his post. his hand sfrvtch ed forth to the Greek- The nsrt min ute he held . gun to bis shoulder. Look out-' I sang out to the boys. The tvo bozts were now quite close, tossing on the same piece of water. Even through that huriy buriy th. sharp report resched my ezrs. and s' the s1re tine se-coute staggered .nd went hack against the sail It vas all i Insfzntsneoss. The Gre>k shifted hss tiis.-. snd tte vsrI sbeer>d oS- Mont rzne-y vsIscf sr-renhe sp snd p-op rel hin is the f9-s
 -frs sH rfxiss. nv lad he ss<1 That hlsek 1e~1 xut ne I meant ts e. s-- hf- usf1 ssrs tz<E
Free press., 1906-09-01

changed fortuneS-returned a worn-out
wreck, a hardened adventurer, a con-
hrmed roue. For her own sake, and for
the sake of her child, she protected her
self against him, and succeeded in buy
ing, for a considerable sum, his consent
to a legal separation, which she could
otherwise have obtained had she brought
the incidents of her life into court. And
for five years she heard of him no more,
until at the period the story opens she
received a demand for money, to which
she paid no heed, nor had she seen him
meanwhile until that terrible night-his
last on earth When breakfast was
brought she drank some coffee, but could
not eat, nor did she taIk-her mind was
now so busy with plans, surmises, pos
sibilities, fears.
At last Veronica said:
There is some one waiting to see
you" ,,
''Who?" Olive Dumbarton said, fear
fully.
Mr. Bostock"
A sense of intense relief came to the
miserable woman at the sound of that
name, and she suddenly realized that she
was not quite alone in life.
How kind of himl Has he been long
waiting?"
About an hour. I did not like to tell
you before. I don't think you are strong
enough to see him, dearest"
Il must, Veronica; he will advise me- y
'Then let him come to your dressing
room," the girl suggested.
Very well. dear"
A moment later the door opened and
George Bostock entered. He went
quickly forward to where Mrs. Dunn
barton sat and took her hand.
my dear friend. this is terrible-this
is terrible' he said, in a grave, troubled
voice
81 am innocentp' she replied, lifting
her eyes to his again
q know, I know he answered rap
i idly, his voice full of pain.
you did not-you did not think mt
guilty."
81? Not for a moment" he replied
fervidly.
i Thank Godw she murmured. Their,
were two at least in the world who be
lieved her incapable of this crime, tn,
two whose faith and trust in her sh,
valued most
But the position in which you ar,
placed" George Bostock said uneas
Free press., 1906-09-01
Household Suggestions.
Simple but Useful Recipes.

Cream Cake-One cupful of maple
sugar, one egg, one-half teaspoonful OF
salt, one cupful sour cream, one and one
quarter cupfuls of flour, one teaspoonful
soda. Add the soda to the cream; when
it foams add the egg well beaten, next
the sugar and salt, last the -four. Bake
in a quick oven.
Corn Saute.-Place the contents of a
can of corn in a saucepan with a third
of a cupful of butter and allow it to
simmer for FIVE minutes. Then add a
cupful of cream, a busting of white pep
per and salt and little nutmeg. Cook
gently for a few moments, then pour
into hot dish and serve.
Ham Salad.-Chop some ham very
fine and slice twice as much cold po-
tatoes very thin. Arrange the ham and
potatoes in salad dish in layers and
sprinkle each double layer with chopped
celery, then pour French dressing over
all. Garnish with hard-boiled eggs, cut
in slices or in fancy shapes.
Veal Soup.-Take a well-brol1en joint
of veal weighing about three pounds
and cover with four quarts cold water
boil gently for several hours, then add
one-quarter pound macaroni, previously
cooked tender, or cupful of boiled rice
! season to taste with salt and pepper, boi
up once and serve.
Free press., 1906-09-01
IN THE SHADOW
OF SHAME
By Fitzgerald MollOy
Copyright by E Fitzgerald Mo1oy.
By Fitzgerald MolIoy
Copyright by E. Fitzgerald Molloy.

Then began her struggle for life, BIT
ter and long maintained. She had al
ways possessed a certain talent for writ
ing, facility of expression, picturesque
of description, power of imagination, and
she resolved to embrace literature as a
calling.
Many a mile she walked, from office
to Office, which, with a fluttering heart
and overstrung nerves, she entered to
offer manuscripts over which she had
spent much time, always hoping she
might find acceptance. Money was ter
ribly needed by her. The result was
ever the same. Each magazine or jour
nal had its own staff of contributors !;
hundreds of stories were waiting for
consideration. The supply was greater
than could be exhausted for years. And
such manuscripts as she was permitted
to leave or which she sent by post, were
not lost, or mislaid-invariably returned
to her, until her spirit was well-nigh
broken.
A turn came in the tide of her affairs
when they seemed most desperate. A
tale retained by a magazine for over
twelve months at last saw the light of
publication. Reviews spoke of its truth
to nature, pathos and originality of plot.
A second story was accepted by the
same magazine and an editor who had
returned her stories and essays unread
requested her to send him some articles.
Those he had previously rejected were
posted to him and paid for within a
week.
Slowly and gradually her name began
to grow familiar to the public. With ap-
probation came courage to persevere,
and. putting forth all her strength, she
wrote a novel largely embodying in its
lished by George Bostock. Its success
was immediate. Her name being famous,
independence was won.
Her husband, after years of absence,
returned to claim the benefit of her
Free press., 1906-09-01
CHAPTER ".

After being with some difficulty re-
stored to consciousness Mrs. Dunbar
ton had, with the aid of an opiate, fallen
Into profound sleep, from which she
did not awake until midnight.
Moving her head, she saw Veronica
seated beside her, pale from fright.
Olive Dumbarton understood, and a
fresh and poignant grief darted through
her heart Then, bracing herself, she, in
weak and trembling voice, said:
Veronica-Veronica! I am inno-
cent?
A burden that seemed unbearable was
suddenly lifted from the girls life, the
darkness which had brooded over her
soul was dispelled, her whole being re-
laxed from torture and fear, now vi
brated with gratitude and delight.
1T was not l, my child; you under
stand. l am innocent" Mrs. Dumbarton
murmured.
Mother" Veronica exclaimed, finging
her arms in transport of JOY and graft
tude that was not without remorse
around her mothers neck, while she
kissed her pityingly, tenderly, lovingly.
you believe me, Veronica?
Mother" the girl said, infinite trust
and teuderest love expressed in that one
word.
Thank Godp Olive Dumbarton muir
INJURED.
Free press., 1906-09-01

beaten with half cupful of sugar. Roll
one cracker very fine and pour into two
paste-lined plates. Put a rounding tea
spoonful of butter cut into bits on each
and bake. Cover with meringue made
from the whites of two eggs beaten stiff
with one-half cupful of powdered sugar
and brown in the oven. Cool the pie
before putting on the meringue
Daffodil Pudding-One cupful of but
ter. one-half cupful of molasses, one-half
cupful OF granulated sugar, a cupful of
milk, three level cupfulS of -four in
which is thoroughly mixed three tea
spoonfuls of baking powder, one-half
cupful of finely chopped citron and the
same of small, seedless raisins and a
teaspoonful of cinnamon. Whip the
mixture until as light as possible, pour
into individual pudding dishes and
steam for one-half hour. Serve with
| rich lemon sauce.
Raisin Roll Cake.-Beat one cupful of
sugar with the yollxs of three eggs. Sift
one cupful of -four with three level tea
spoonfuls of baking powder and add to
the sugar and egg, then fold in the
| stif1y beaten whites of the three eggs.
Add teaspoonful Of lemon fiavoring,
and, last, three teaspoonfuls of boiling
water. Beat well and pour into long,
shallow pan. Bake in a moderate oven.
| Turn on to a cake rack and spread at
orce with a mixture made from the
full of powdered sugar and one cupful
whites of two eggs beaten with one cup
of chopped raisins.