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to add or subtract his quota of in terest in the affair. Hillard wisely stopped and waited for him, pulling up the collar of his jacket. as he be- gan to note that there was winters tang to the fog.
 Hi, what's all this?" the police man called out roughly.
 "To what do you refer?" Hillard counter questioned, puffing. He slip ped his hands into the pockets of his jacket.
 T heard a woman singin', that's what" explained the guardian of the law
 50 did L"
 "Oh, you did, huh?"
 Certainly. It is patent that my ears are as good as yours"
 Huh, See her?"
 Well, we can't have none O this in the streets. It's disOrderly."
 My friend" said Hillard, rather annoyed at the policeman's tone, you don't think for an instant that I was directing this operetta?"
 Think? Where's your hat?'
 Hillard ran his hand over his head The policeman had him here. T did not bring it out"
 "Too warm and summery; huh? Il don't look good. I've been watchin these parts for a teddy. They call her Leddy Lightfinger; an she has some O the gents done to a pulr when it comes to liftin' tools an trinkets. Somebody fergets to lock the front door, an she finds it out Why did you come out without yer lid?"
 Just forgot it, that's all"
 Which way'd she go?"
 You'll need a map and a search light l started to run after her my self I heard a voice from my win dow; I saw a woman; I made for the street; niente,"
 "Hur?"
 "Niente, nothing!"
 now that this woman was singin' I-taly-an, too" They were nearing the light, and the policeman gazed in- tently at the hatless young man. "Why, it's MT. Hillard! I'm sur prised. Well. we'll! Some day I'll run in a bunch O these chorus leddies, jes' fer a lesson. They git lively at the restaurants over on Broadway, an thin they raise the dead with their singin', which often as not, is any thing but singin'. An here it is, after one"
 But this was not a chorus lady, replied Hillard, thoughtfully reaching into his vest for d cigar.
 Sure, an how do you know?" with renewed suspicious.
 "The lady had a singing voice."
 Huh, They all think alike about that. But mebbe she wasn't bad at the business. Annyhow ......."
 Tt was rather out of time and place, eh?" helpedfully.
 That's about the size of it. This Leddy Lightfinger is a case. She has us all thinkin' on our nights off. Clever and edjicated, an jabbers in half a dozen tongues. It's a thousan to the man who jugs her. But She don't sing; at least, they ain't any report to that effect Perhaps your teddy was jes' larkin' a bit. But it's got to be stopped"
 Hillard passed over the cigar, and the policeman bit off the end. nod ding with approval at, such foresight The young man then proffered the coal of his pipe and the policeman
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Seven years! It is a long time for my blood to wait"
 Enough" cried HiIIard; but there was a hardness in his throat at the sight of the old mans tears. Where was the proud and stately man, the black-bearded shepherd in faded blue linen, in picturesque garters, with his reed-like pipe, that he, Hillard, had known in his boybood days? Surely not here. Giovanni had known the great wrong, but Hillard could not in conscience's name foster the spirit which demanded an eye for an eye. So he said: T can give you only my sympathy for your loss, but I abhor the spirit of revenge which can not find satisfaction in anything save murder"
 Giovanni once more picked up the boots. T shall leave the signore in the spring"
 As you please said Hillard gently.
 Giovanni bowed gravely and made off with his boots. Hillard remained staring thOughtfully at the many-cOl- ored squares in the rug under his feet. It would be lonesome with Gio- vanni gone. The old man had evil dently made up his mind. But the woman with the voice, would she see the notice in the paper? And if she did, would she reply to it? What a foundation for romance, Bahl He prepared for bed.
 To those who reckon earthly treas ures as the only thing worth having, John Hillard vas a fortunate young he kin was considered by many as an additional piece of good fortune Born in Sorrento, in one of the charming villas which sweep down to the very mrow of the cIifts, educated in Rome up to his fifteenth year; taken at that age from the dreamy, drifting land, and thrust into the noisy, bustling life which was his inherit ance; fatherless and motherless at twenty; a college youth who was forever mixing his Italian with his English and being laughed at: hating tumult and loving quiet; warm-heart- ed and impulsive, yet meeting only habitual reserve from his compatriots whichever way he turned; it is not to be wondered at that he preferred the land of his birth to that of his blood.
 All this might indicate an artistic temperament, the ability to do petty things grandly; but Hillard had es- capped this. He loved his Raphaels, his Titians his VerOneses, his Ru- benses, without any desire to make indifferent copies of them; he ad- mired his Dante, his Petrarch, his Goldoni, without the wish to initiate them. He was full of sentiment with out being sentimental, a poet who thought but never indited verses. His fathers blood was in his veins, that is to say, the salt of restraint; thus. his fortune grew and multiplied. The strongest and reddest corpuscle had been the gift of his mother. She had left him the legacy of loving all beau tiful things in moderation, the legacy of gentleness, of charity, of strong loves and frank hatreds, of humor, of living out in the open, of dream ing great things and accomplishing none of them.
 The old house in which he lived was not in the fashionable quarters of the town; but that did not matter. Nor did it vary externally from any of it's unpretentiOus neighbors. In side, however, there were treasures
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Giovanni spread his hands. "Of- ficial memory seldom lasts so long as seven years. The signOre has cross ed four times in this period"
 q would gladly have taken you each time, as you know"
 "Oh, yesl But in two or three years the police do not forget. In seven it is different"
 "Ah!" Hillard was beginning to un- derstand the trend of this conversa- tion. "So, then, you wish to return ?'
 Yes, signore. I have saved a little money" modestly.
 "A little?" Hillard laughed. For seven years you have received fifty American dollars every month, and out of it you do not spend as many copper centesimi. l am certain that you have twenty thousand lire tucked away in your stocking; a fortune!"
 q buy the blacking for the sig nore's boots," gravely.
 Hillard saw the twinkle in the black eyes. T have never" he said truthfully, asked you to black my boots."
 "Penance, signore, penance for my sins; and I am not without gratitude. There was a time when l had rather cut off a hand than black a boot; but all that is changed. We of the Sabine Hills are proud, as the signore knows. We are Romans out there; we despise the cities; and We do not hold out our palms for the travellers pennies. l am peasant. but always remember the blood of the Caesars. Who can say? Besides, I have held a sword for the church. owe no allegiance to the puny House of Savoyl" There was no twinkle in the black eyes now; there was a fe- rocious gleam. It died away quick ly, however; the squared shoulders dropped, and there was deprecating shrug. Pardon, signore; this is far away from the matter of boots grow bOastful; I am an old man and should know better But does the signore return to Italy in the spring."
 T don't know Giovanni, I don't know. But what's on your mind?"
 Nothing new, signore," with eyes cast down to hide the returning lights.
 You are a bloOdthirsty ruffian," said Hillard shortly" Will time never soften the murder in your heart?''
 ''I am as the good God made me have seen through blood, and time can not change that. Besides, the Holy Father will do something for one who fought for the cause"
 He will certainly not countenance Giovanni"
 He can absolve it. And as you say. I am rich, as riches go in the Sabine Hills"
 T was in hopes you had forgotten"
 Forgotten? The signOre will never understand; it is his fathers blood. She was so pretty and youthful, eye of my eye, heart of my heart, And innocent! She sang like the night ingale. She was always happy Up with the dawn, to sleep with the stars. We were alone, she and l. The sheep supported me and she sold her roses and dried lavender. It was all so beautiful .... till he came. An, had he loved her, But a play thing, a pastime, The signore never had daughter. What is she now? A nameless thing in the streets," 1 Giovanni raised his arms tragically; the boots clattered to the floor
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took his light therefrom, realizing that after such a peace offering there was nothing for him to do but move on. Yet on dismal lonesomei nights like this one, it is a godsend and a comfort to hear ones own voice against the darkness. So he fingered Didn't get a peep at her face?" Not a single feature. The light was. behind her" Hillard tapped one toe and then the other.
 An how was she dressed?"
 Tn fog for all could see"
 "On the level now, didn't you know who she was?" The policeman gave Hillard a sly dig in the ribs with his club.
 "On my Word.
 Some swell, mebbe."
 Undoubtedly a lady. That's why il looks odd, why it brought me into the street. She sang in classic Ital- ian. And what's more, for the privi- lege of hearing that voice again, should not mind sitting on this cold curb till the milkman comes around in the morning"
 That wouldn't be fer long," laugh ed the policeman, taking out his watch and holding it close to the end of his cigar. Twenty minutes after one. Well. I must be gittin' back to me beat. An you'd better be goin' in: its cold. Good night"
 Good night" Hillard responded cheerfully.
 Say, what's I-taly-an fer good night?" still reluctant to go on.
 "Buona notte."
 "Bony notty; huh, sounds like Chinese fer rheumatism. Been to Italy?"
 'I was born there" patiently.
 No! Why, you're no Dago!"
 Not so much as an eyelash. The stork happened to drop the basket there, that's all.''
 Hal I see. Well Ameriky is good enough fer me an mine," complacent- ly.
 q dare say."
 An if this stogy continues t be- have, we'll say no more about the vanishin' teddy" And with this the policeman strolled off into the fog, his suspicious in no wise removed. He knew many rich young bachelors like 11llldTu- IL II WASH d CIlOTuS lady, it was a prima donna, which was not far in these degenerate days from being the same thing.
 Hillard regained his room and lean ed with his back to the radiator. He had an idea. It was rather green and salad, but as soon as his hands were warm he determined to put this idea into immediate use. The voice had stirred him deeply, stirred him with the longing to hear it again; to see the singers face, to learn what extraordinary impulse had loosed the song Perhaps it was his unspoken loneliness striving to call out against this self-imposed isola- ton; for he was secretly lonely, as all bachelors must be who have passed the RubicOn of thirty. He made no analysis of this new desire, or rather this old desire, newly awakened. He embraced it gratefully. Such is the mystery and power of the human voice; this one, passing casually un- der his window, had awakened him.
 Never the winter came with it's weary round of rain and fog and snow that his heart and mind did not fly over the tideless southern sea to the land of his birth if not of his blood. Sorrento, that jewel of the
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ruddy clifts! There was fog outside his window, and yet how easy it was to picture the turquoise bay of Naples shimmering in the morning light! There was Naples itself, like string of it's own pink corral, lying crescent-wise on the distant strand; ; there were the snowcaps fading on the far horizon; the bronzed fisher men and their wives, a sheer two hundred feet below him, pulling in their glistening nets; the amethyst isles of Capri and Ischia eternally hanging midway between the blue of the sky and the blue of the sea; and there, towering menacingly above all this melting beauty, the dark, grim pipe of Vulcan. How easily, indeed. he could see all these things,
 With a quick gesture of both hands, Latin, always Latin, he crossed the room to a small writing desk, turned on the lights and sat down. He smiled as he took up the pen to be- gin his composition. Not one chance in a thousand. After several attempts he realized that the letter he had in mind was not the simplest to com pose. There were a dozen futile ef- forts before he produced anything like satisfaction. Then he filled out a small check. A little later he stole downstairs, round the corner to the local branch of the postoffice, and returned. It was only a blind throw, such as dicers sometimes make in the dark. But chance loves her true gamester, and to him she makes a faithful servant.
 T should be sOrely tempted" he unused, picking up a novel and select ing a comfortable angle in the Nor ris, q should be sorely tempted to call any other man a silly ass. Leddy Lightfinger-it would be a fine joke if my singer turned out to be that irregular person"
 He fell to reading, but it was not long before he yawned He shied the book into a corner, drew off his boots and cast them into the hall. A moment after his valet appeared, gathered up the boots, tucked them under his arm, and waited.
 T want nothing, Giovanni. I have only been around to the postOffice."
 T heard the door open and close four times, signore."
 Tt was I each time. If this fog does not change into rain, I shall want my riding brooches tomorrow morning"
 Tt is always raining here" Gio- vanni remarked sadly.
 Not always; there are pleasant days in the spring and summer It is because this is not Italy. The Hol- lander wonders how any reasonable being can dwell in a country where they do not drink gin. It's home, Giovanni; rain belts you from a diff ferent angle here. There is nothing more; you may go. It is two o'clock, and you are dead for sleep
 But Giovanni only bowed; he did net stir
 'Well?" inquired his master.
 Tt is seven years now, signore."
 ''So it is; seven this coming April"
 'I am now a citizen of this coun- try; l obey it's laws; I vote'
 Yes, Giovanni, you are an Ameri- ;ar citizen. and you should be proud of it."
 Giovanni smiled. 'I may return to my good Italia without danger"
 That depends. If you do not run across any official who recognizes you"
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1909-09-18
DAUGHTERS own
7 0SKALO0SA TOWN
14TH ANNUAL CONVENTION OF
ORGANIZATION ATTRACTS
MANY TO QUAKER CITY.

Oskaloosa is alive today with en-
thusiastic Kings Daughters, who have
convened in the Mahaska county capi-
tai in their fourteenth annual conve:1-
ton Among those present are
Mesdames F. B. Clark, Geo. Bane, H.
| S. Mored and E. H. Emery, who are
delegates of the Ottumwa circle. The
convention promises to be the largest
and most interestin in the history of
the organization.
Today's program is the most inter-
esting one of the whole convention.
AT this mornings session the polls
were open fer formal ballot Devo-
tional services were conducted by
Mrs Sophie B. Wright. The reports
Of the credential committee, county
secretaries, unions ami circles We're
read and approved. The afternoon
program is occupied by musical mum
bers by several talented musicians Of
session the visiting delegates will be
Trees" One Of the features of this
evenings program is a steropticon
lecture by Miss Sophie B. Wright Of
New Orleans. Miss Wright is lead
ing worker among the poor Of the
southern metropolis and by he,
charitable work among them she has
been called The Little Citizen Of
New Orleans" Another important
feature of this evenings program s
an address on he Health Movement"
by Dr. Jennie MCGOWAN OF Daven-
port. member of the American Medi-
cal association.
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ANNUAL SESSION TO BE HELD IN
NEtGHRoRiNG CITY THANKS.
GIVING DAY.
OTTUMWANS MA M E
Judge NJ. A. Roberts, Mayor T. j.
Phillips, James SWirles and
Morgan Phillips are Vice
Presidents.

Ottumwans will take prominent
part in the annual session of the Iowa
Eisteddfod association which will be
held at Abba Thanksgiving day. Judge
| NJ. A. Roberts, Mayor T. ]. Phillips,
James Swirles and Morgan Phillips of
Ottumwa have been appointed vice
presidents Of the day. The OttumHa
Choral society will in all probability
take part in the program and expect
to carry off some of the prizes. Other
Ottumwans will also appear on the
program.
Governor B. F. Carroll has been
chosen to act as president of the day.
Congressman N. f. Kendall of this
district is among the prominent men
who will take part In the sessions
Twenty-seven singing and declamatory
contests have been arranged and
prizes will be offered by every one.
The Officers OF the Day.
Following is the full list of the Off
GERS, directors and those who are to
have charge Of the program on
Thanksgiving day.
Officers-John T. Clarkson, presi-
dent Abba; Evan Howells. vice presi-
dent, Hiteman; w. j. Evans. secre-
tary, Hiteman; ]. w. Lewis, treas
urer, Hiteman.
Directors-Fred E. Lambert, Abba;
w. B. Powell. Hiteman; ]. M. Gass,
Abba; E. J. Phillips, Hiteman; W. l..
Phillips. Hiteman; w. II. Thomas,
Hiteman; P. G. Williams, Hiteman;
w. 1. Shields, Abba.
President of the day-Governor B.
F. Carroll, Des Moines.
Chairman Of the sessions Chairman
of morning session, Hon. David Lod.
wick, Mystic; chairman of afternoon
session, Phil H. Waterman, Hiteman:
chairman of evening session, Judge w.
D. Evans Des Moines.
Ottumwans Honored.
Vice presidents of the day-Dr. M.
l.. Bartlett. Des Moines; Thomas
Roberts, Esq, Des Moines; William
Abram, Esq, Colfax; John Davis, Esq,
Ames; Judge c. w. Vermilion, Center
vile; Prof. Ellis Lloyd, Williamsburg;
J. Howell Williams, Jr., Esq, Williams
burg; Judge D. M. Anderson, Abba
Hon. T. ]. Phillips, Ottumwa; Prot.
James Swirles, Ottumwa; Samuel
Williams, Esq, Abba; John y. Evans,
Esq. Abba; Judge M. A. Roberts, OF.
tumwa; Hon. Thomas Hickenlooper,
Abba; Morgan Phillips, Esq. OF.
tumwa.
Master of ceremony-Rev. j..
Twyson Jones, Iowa City.
Adjudicator of music and Welsh
recitation-M. Cynon Davies, A. G..
Niles. o.
Adjudicator of English Recitations-
Hon. N. E. Kendall Abba.
Official accompanist-Prof Charles
Griffith, Abba.
Executive committee-Fred f. Lam
bert, Abba; J. M. Gass, Abba; W. l..
Shields, Abba; John T. Clarkson,
Abba
Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1909-09-18
FARMINGToN.

Farmington.-Rev ]. H. Taylor Of
Charlottesville has resigned from the
ministry and will become the editor of
the Pennington Herald. Mr. Taylor
arrived in Pennington Thursday morn
ing.
Mrs. Wesley HARRISON of Lawrence.
Kansas arrived Thursday evening for
a visit with her sisters, Mrs. Margaret
Carr. Mrs. N. j. Haynes and Mrs. Will
liam Allison.
M. and Mrs. G. E. Noske entertained
a small company at cards Monday
evening, complimentary to Mr.. and
Mrs. Frank Modine of ST. Charles. Ill.
Miss Margaret Mulvihill has gone to
Chicago on business trip.
Mr.. and Mrs. Frank Enderweisen and
Mr. and Mrs. Del Story left Monday
for Laiara Colorado, to visit relatives
and friends.
Rev. j. H.. Kock is in Winfield this
week attending the Methodist confer
ence.
Miss Anna Mosmar was taken to the
Keol1uk hospital Thursday evening,
where she will undergo an operation
for appendicitis. DR.. G. r. Neff ac-
companied her.
Two men who We're selling Texas
town lots hired team at Ross livery
barn Thursday and drove to kahoka.
ON their return in the evening one of
the horses dropped dead just as they
reached the Pennington bridge. The
X. c. train and went to Fort Madison,
where Mr.. Ross had them arrested.
Mr.. Ross and the city marshal Robert
Merrick, drove to Fort Madison in an
auto early Friday morning and secur-
ed payment for the horse.
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RIDW ELL.

Bidwell-Mr. and Mrs. Charles
Smith and little daughter Hazel of
near Munterville visited Thursday at
the Mrs. Catharine Johnston home.
Walter Schoech Of Pleasant Home
was business visitor in this vicinity
Wednesday.
The Misses Beulah and Mabel CHS
man returned Wednesday from a
pleasant visit with relatives in Van
Buren, county.
Arch Fiske of South Ottumwa was
a guest Sunday Of his mother Mrs.
Dollie Fiske.
Mrs. Lottie Williams and son Burk
and daughter Lula visited Friday at
Elias Canf1eld's near Chillicothe
Delmer Garfield returned Sunday
on No. 5 after brief visit with rela-
tives and friends in Ottumwa.
B. P. Garfield of near Munterville
visited Thursday at the home OF his
son Moves Garfield
]. B. Smith of Ottunlwa was enter
tanned Sunday at the Jack Davis home
Harry Mcfarland. and Z. NJ. Watts
of Ottumwa visited Sunday at Thomas
Watts home.
The Epworth League at Christian
burg, Sunday evening was led by Mrs.
Henry Oswald
Frank Earhart of South Ottumwa
was business visitor in this vicinity
last week.
Harvey Grooms and Frank Smith
are doing carpenter work in Ottumwa.
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RUSSELL.

Russell-Geo. W. Riker went to AL
bia Monday on business.
Guy Smith and Ralph Huston left
Monday evening for Indianola where
they will attend Simpson college the
ensuing year.
Frank Norton and mother spent
Monday in Abba on business.
Henry Allen and Lee Wright return
ed Monday from Lincoln, Neb., where
Mr.. Allen has been showing his fine
herd of Duroc Jersey hogs at the state
fair. They returned with several pre-
riums.
Mrs. P. A. Hockey went to Charlton
Monday to visit with her parents,
Mr.. and Mrs. P. V. Van Arsdale OF
that place.
Prof. w. Fl. Kalkofen returned from
Lipeville Sunday evening. where he
had been spending Saturday with his
wife who is ILL.,
William Milleson returned the last
part Of last week from Grinnell,
where he had been visiting friends.
Mrs. McEldowney and two children
of North Dakota. who have been visit,
ing Mrs. Frank Johnston, went to La,
coma Monday evening to visit with
her brother, James Clark.
Mrs: Ada Gage of Sheridan, Wyo.,
came Friday morning to visit with her
sister, Mrs. Frank Johnston and fam.
lily.
Mr.. and Mrs. Gale Brown and fam
lily of Charlton came Saturday to at,
tend the funeral OF the infant son OF
Mr.. and Mrs. Frank Drake, returning
Monday morning.
County Attorney William Collinson
spent Sunday with his parents, Mr.
and Mrs. John Collinson, north Of
town.
Mr.. and Mrs. James Clark and fam
lily of Lacona, spent Sunday with his
sister, Mrs Frank Johnston.