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The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-07-27
Lawn Party.

The spacious lawn at Mrs. r. W.
Randol's was gayly lighted with Japa-
nese lanterns last evening and ine
scene of light-hearted revelry when
Miss Ruby Randol entertained with
lawn party in honor of her cousin,
Mr.. Robert Nowlin of Tennessee and
her house guest, Miss Hattie Belle
Sammons of Plano, Texas.
Many merry games were played
throughout the evening and refresh
ments served at its close.
The guest list includes Misses Az
ME Thompson, Beatrice Fraley, Fa!
Hamilton, Clare Dyer May Vernon
Ethel Ikard. Marie West, Ruth Blake
Helen Sayre, Leila Smith. Genevieve
Nivouche. Ethel Banks, Maud HyGen,
Georgia Simpson, Hattie Bell sam
mons: Messrs. Robert Nowlin, Frdnk
Bleakmore Earl Felker, Joe Fraak
williams, Bill Frame, Paul Frame,
John Roper. Miller Vernon, Fora
Whitehurst. Conner Pennington. Frank
Stephens, Leland McNees Harry No
be. Roe lizard, Horace Bowe. Alvin
The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-07-27
Natatorium Party.

A natatorium party to Lorena park
last evening was very merry picnic
outing. After the bathers had finish
ed their plunge delicious lunch was
enjoyed by Mrs. T. Y. Morgan, Mr..
and Mrs. Will Morgan, Mrs Arnold,
Mr.. and Mrs. Beecher, Mr.. Madigan,
Mr.. Johnville, Mr.. Roy Johnson. Mr..
and Mrs. Kruger, Mr.. Everett Krue-
ger, Mr.. and Mrs. c. L. Byrne.
The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-07-27
House Party.

Mrs. NJ. German entertained from
Friday until Monday with house par
ty at Chickasaw Lake in honor of her
niece, Miss Lidele Stewart of Fort
Worth, Texas.
Misses Gail Cruce. Ruth Paul Bogie
and Ldelle Stewart were Mrs. G)r-
mans guests.
The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-07-27
Committee Meet.

Tomorrow morning at nine O'Clock
sharp, the Year Book committee of the
at the Carnegie library by order Of
the president.
The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-07-27

A MOMENT OF EMOTION.
She was tall and she was stately
In her speech she favored greatly
All topics of scientific drift,
And her eye, which shone severely,
Looked out candidly and clearly
On this little world she studied to
uplift.
She was naughty, though intending
TO be kind and condescending
To each ordinary mortal here below.
And We listened to her readings,
Her orations and her pleadings
With all the deep respect that We
could show.
But one day when we assembled
To catch every word that trembled
On her lips, to erudition so inclined,
We were plunged in CONSERVATION
To behold her agitation
In quite unprecedented state Of
mind
Wow" she cried with voice capa il
Gus,
"Ain't it awful" Goodness gracious!
Her gesticulations left her in a
wreck
When we said, What is the natter"
She had scarcely strength to chatter,
There's a caterpillar crawling on
my neck! -
Washington Evening Star.
The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-07-27

Banks; Miss Nowlin and Mr.. Kearney
Miss Crittendon and Mr.. Suggs.
The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-07-27

Mr.. Royce Kruger left last week
for a six weeks visit in Chicago.
Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1910-11-18

baubles, we were primitive man ana
woman, together; our world for the
hour was the deserted farmhouse, the
slope Of wheatfieid that led to the
road, the woodland lot, the pasture. :
We breakfasted together across the
homely table. Our cheerfulness, at
first sheer reaction became less forced
as we ate great slices of bread from
the granny oven back of the house.
and drank hot fluid that smelled like
coffee and tasted like nothing that I
have ever swallowed. We found cream
in stone jars, sunk deep in the chill
water of the springhouse. And there
were eggs, great yellow-brown ones
Il basket of them
So, like two children awakened from
a nightmare, we chatted over our food;
we hunted mutual friends, we laughed
together at my feeble witticisms, but
we put the horror behind us reselute-
ly After ALL it was the hat with
the green ribbons that brought back
the strangeness of the situation.
All along l had had the impression
that Alison West was deliberately put
Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1910-11-18

The soul-racking tale poured into
The ears of little Ethel Murray could
result only in one thing-a missive
promptly penned to the profligate Em-
cry Jarvis, assuring him that she had
learned all, and asking to be released
from the engagement.
Il know of the skeleton in your
dainty bit of cambria to streaming
eyes ordinarily as sunshiny and blue
as the sky of June morning). Il am
surprised at you! Had you come to
me and told me all, feel that l could
have forgiven you-but never, now
that I find the truth through other
people. l return herewith your ring"
The rest of the letter was a ram
bling plant, save on one subject-the
engagement existing between these
two must be considered past history.
That was plain.
For more than year the daughter
Of Burgess Murray the biggest man
politically in the community, and I'm
cry Jarvis, clerk in Gisson's drug
store, had been making plans foY
future that would embrace them both.
Jarvis was an ambitious young fellow,
we'll liked by every one, and seeming
ly having the best of habits.
Ethel had believed in him thorough
ly until the gossiping tongue of old
Mrs. Pollet had disclosed certain
things that no girl of spirit could toll.
crate in her fiance. Therefore the re-
turn of the handsome solitaire that
she had so proudly worn and the
letter to her betrothed asking for her
celease.
Jarvis read the lines in the seclu-
he rear of the drug shop and his dark
Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1910-11-18

OF the photograph on John Gilmore's
bedside table. The girl Mcknight ex-
pected to see in Richmond the next
day, Sunday! She was on her way
back to meet him! Well, what differ
ence did it make, anyhow? We had
been thrown together by the merest
chance. In an hour or two at the
most we would be back in civilization
and she would recall me, e she re-
membered me at all, as an unshaVen
creature in red cravat and tan shoes,
with soiled Pullman sheet tied
around my neck drew deep
breath
Just twinge," I said. when she
glanced up quickly. Its very good
of you to let me know, Miss West. /
have been hearing delightful things
about you for three months
From Richey Mcknight" She was
frankly curious
Eyes. From Richey Mcknight" /
assented. Was it any wonder Nc
Knight was crazy about her? / dug
my heels into the dust
Il have been visiting near Cresson,
in the mountains Miss West was say
ing. "The person you mentioned, Mrs
Curtis. was my hostess. We've
were on our way to Washington to-
gether" She spoke slowly, as if she
wished to give the minimum of expla-
nation. Across her face had come
again the battling expression of per-
plexity and trouble had seen before.
You were on your way home, sup
pose? Richey-spoke about seeing
you I floundered, finding it necessary
to say something. She looked at me
with level, direct eyes.
mo- she returned quietly. IT did
not intend to go home. well, it
doesn't matter; I am going home
now"
A woman in a calico dress, with
of the other. had come quickly down
the road She took in the situation at
glance, and was explosively hospit-
able
"You poor things" she said. IF
you'll take the first road to the left
over there, and turn in at the second
pigsty, you will find breakfast on the
table and coffee pot on the stove.
And there's plenty of soap and water,
too. Don't say one word. There isn't
soul there to see you
We accepted the invitation and she
hurried on toward the excitement and
the railroad. l got up carefully and
helped Miss West to her feet.
cat the second pigsty to the left" l
repeated, 1--WE will find the breakfast
I promised you seven eternities ago.
Forward to the pigsty!"
We said very little for the remand
Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1910-11-18
Financier by inheritance.

Joseph Morgan, ]. P. Morgan's pater-
nal grandfather, fought in Washing
toms army until the Revolution closed.
and then settled down to farming near
the village of Hartford. He made
money enough to invest it in stage
lines and eventually rose to the control
of the chief roads of transportation in
the state. Hartford, during the first
quarter of the nineteenth century. had
a great prosperity as the center OF
long-distance traffic, the main line OF
stage from New York to Boston pass
ing through the city. Hartford also
hald the key to the trade of the Con-
necticut River valley, northward near
ly, or quite, to the border of Canada.
Innumerable taverns were sprinkled
along the countryside, and Joseph
Morgan also dipped into this thriving
business. Later he opened a large ho-
tel in Hartford, the City hotel. and
soon afterward began to figure as
capitalist in connection with the Aetna
Fire Insurance company Of that city
From the Life Story Of J. Pierpont
Morgan in the Metropolitan Magazine.
Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1910-11-18
E1y r1ARY NBERIT RnJEFTAPT.
AUxa0s ar TIE CZRcLZAR CZ4NPlNGe

go back and make some inquiries.
I've been criminally thoughtless. Your
travelling companion"
She interrupted me, and something
OF her splendid poise was gone.
Flease don't go back she said. Ct
am afraid 1t would be of no use. And
Il don't want to be left alone"
heaven knows I did not want her to
De alone. l was more than content to
walk along beside her aimlessly. for
any length of time. Gradually, as she
lost the exaltation of the moment, /
was gaming my normal condition of
MIND. was beginning to realize that
had lacked the morning grace of a
shave, that I looked like some lost
hope of yesterday, and that INV left
shoe plnched outrageously. A man
does not rise triumphant above such
handicaps. The girl, for all her disor-
dered hair and the crumpled linen of
her waist, in spite of her missing hat
and the small gold bag that hung for
lornly from broken chain, looked ex-
ceedingly lovely.
Then I won't leave you alone" 7
said manfully, and we stumbled on to-
gether. Thus far we had seen no.
body from the wreck, but we'll up the
lane we came across the tall dark
woman who had occupied lower II.
She was half crouching beside the
road. her black hair about her shout
ders, and an ugly bruise over her eye.
She did not seem to know us, and re-
fused to accompany us. We left her
there at last, babbling incoherently
and rolling in her hands a dozen peb-
bles she had gathered in the road.
The girl shuddered as we went on.
Once she turned and glanced at my
bandage. Does it hurt very much ?'
she asked.
tits growing rather numb. But it
might be worse" I answered menda-
ciously. If anything in this world
could be worse, had never expert.
enced it.
And so we trudged on bareheaded
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eyes clouded as he vainly strove to
solve the cause of the maiden's anger
"she couldn't be cross about little
thing like this" he ruminated. II won
der how she found it out, anyway"
That evening Jarvis called up the
girl. She was not at home. During
The ensuing week he made several
other fruitless attempts to see her.
1t was after this that the ire of the
youth assumed significant proportions.
my dear Ethel" wrote Jarvis, II
know, and you have not been at home.
Patience has ceased to be the proven
oial virtue, and I shall not try to see
you again. l am done. l release you
from the engagement, as you ask.
also acknowledge the skeleton in my
closet, but why a normal-minded maid
should take this amiss is beyond me.
II any thing, my dear, I am rather
proud Of It,"
Ethel positively stormed when she
read this communication. She clinched
her fists until the nails bit cruelty
into the tender flesh and angrily
tossed Hof HLtle Dlouue uedu.
81 SHALL never, never have anything
more to do with men, she complained
bitterly 1.-THE very brazenness of that
Emery Jarvis-to say that a normal
minded girl shouldn't take such things
amiss. I'm sure no girl with common
sense would allow her f1ance to act in
that scandalous manner. Anyway, I'm
glad las all over To prove this,
Ethel burst into convulsive sobs and
hid q flushed and tear-wet face In
convenient pillow.
Weeks passed, but the two erst-
while lovers seemed hopelessly es-
tranged. Ethel made no attempt to
salve the wound caused by her letter,
Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1910-11-18

"No, | Did Not Intend to Go Home"
ting out of her mind something that
obtruded now and then. 1t brought
with it return of the puzzled express
sion that I had surprised early in the
day, before the wreck. / caught 1t
once, when, breakfast over, she was
Tightening the sling that held the
broken arm. l had prolonged the
morning meal as much as l could, but
when the wooden clock with the pink
roses on the dial pointed to half after
ten, and the mother with the duplicate
youngsters had not come back, MISS
West made the move I had dreaded.
eff we are to get into Baltimore at
all we must start" she said, rising.
possible
Hush" l said warningly. Don't
mention the arm, please; it is asleep
now. You may rouse it."
eff I only had hat she reflected.
cit wouldn't need to be much OF one,
but" She gave little cry and
darted to the corner Look" she
With the green streamers tied up IN
a bow, like this-do you suppose the
child would mind? I can put S. or
so here-that would buy dozen OF
them"
It was queer affair of straw, that
hat, with round crown and rim
that Topped dismally. With single
aha bod furry
side and fitted it to her head. Gro
tesque by itself, when she wore it 1t
was thing of joy.
Evidently the lack of head covering
had troubled her, for she was elated
at her find She left me, scrawling
note of thanks and pinning it with
bill to the table-cloth and ran up
soap and water.
I did not see her when she came
down I had discovered a bench with
a tin basin outside the kitchen door,
and was washing, in helpless, one
sided way felt rather than saw that
she was standing in the doorway, and
I made a final plunge into the basin.
"How is it possible for man with
only a right hand to wash his left
carr" I asked from the roller towel. l
was distinctly uncomfortable: Men are
more rigidly creatures of conven-
ton than women, whether they admit
it or not There is so much soap on
me still that if l laugh I will blow
bubbles. Washing with rain water
and homemade soap is like motoring
on a slippery road. I only struck the
high places"
Then, having achieved brilliant
polish with the towel, I looked at the
girl.
She was leaning against the frame
of the door, her face perfectly color
less, her breath coming in slow, diff
ficult respirations. The cratic hat
was pinned to place, but it had slid
rakishly to one side. When / real
lied that she was staring, not at me,
but past me to the road along which
we had come, l turned and followed
her gaze. There was no one in sight;
the lane stretched dust white in the
sumo moving figure on it, no sign
of life.
ITO RI CONTINUED
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SYNOPSIS.

..,ce BIakeley, lawyer. goes to
L sErss'Sw With the forged notes in the
to gst fns f hsP sha iafter e1
John LIS ho is attracted by the picture of a
house Ii sb mg Gilmore explains is his grand
,g f Alison West .r He says az tn her fof ia
theF adv requests Blakeley to buy her
s' nx a nan ticket. He gives her lower
,.i pnpi and retains lower ten: He finds
s aan in drunken stupor ,I in lg I'VE ax tsn
ana 7Go0 1oyer seven and finds that his
s Ken and M clothes are missing. The man
b Sag lower T5sq ten is found murdered His
nan S" it develops is Simon HarripIgton.
, inF nothes is suspected. Blakeley be-
icy a.ms. Interested in girl in blue. Cir
c ctomnstan rt evidence places Blakeley un-
der suspicion Of murder The e train as is
S MToTn car by the girl in blue. His arm
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under the summer sun, growing
parched and dusty and weary, logged
ly leaving behind us the pillar OF
smoke. l thought l knew of a trolley
line somewhere in the direction we
were going, or perhaps we could ma
a horse and trap to take us into Bal
timore. The girl smiled when sug-
gested it.
1--WE will create sensation, won't
ve9" she asked. isn't it queer-or
nerhaps it's my state of m1nd-but l
keep wishing for pair OF gloves
when | haven't even hat!
When we reached the main road we
sat down for a moment, and her hair,
which had been coming loose for some
time fell over her shoulders in little
waves that were most alluring. 1t
seemed a pity to twist it up again,
but when suggested this, cautiously,
she said it was troublesome ana got
in her eyes when it was loose. so sne
gathered it up, while / held row or
little shell combs and pins, and wnen
II was done it was vastly becoming
too Funny about hair: A man never
knows he has it until he begins TO
lose it, but it's different with girl.
Something of the unconventional STU
alton began tc dawn on her as she put
in the last hair pin and patted some
stray locks to place. :,
81 have not told you my name
she said abruptly. 81 forgot that De
cause | know who you are, you know
nothing about me. am Alison west
and NV home is in Richmond.
Go thar was it! This was the girl
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CHAPTER TX.
Inc Raicyon Breakfast,

u, The HaIcyon Breakfast.
va. we were still dazed, I think, for we
o, ~.'usFed like two troubled children,
,u ~, oAe Idea at first to get as far
h,S aS We could from the horror be-
ri. 0S' We were both bare headed,
And y: Paihd through the grit. Now
nv Nv ne sLeo we met little groups of coun-
Sta ,S'A hurrying to the track; they
wis.,, ae us curiously, and some
Hss 10 question us. But we hur-
SeS,nps past them; we had put the wreck
0n Iu Us, That way lay madness.
a Wy once the girl turned and look
a., 'e"lhd her. The wreck was hid
so5 s sul the smoke cloud hung heavy
ns,,S GsNSe. For the first time | re-
49, r,osfed that my companion had not
q, alone on the train.
,on Is ~ quiet here" l suggested. IF
'' SIT down on the bank / will
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Cold and Aloof.

(To BE CONTINUED.)
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er of that walk. I had almost reached
the limit of endurance; with every
step the broken ends of the bone
grated together We found the farm
house without difficulty, and 1 remem-
Der wondering if l could hold out to
the end of the old stone walk that led
between hedges to the door
"ANah be praised" said with all
the voice I could muster. Behold the
coffee pot!" And then l put down the
cup and folded up like a jack-knife on
the porch floor.
When I came around something hot
was trickling down my neck, and a
despairing voice was saying, ooh,
don't seem to be able to pour it into
your mouth. Please open your eyes
"But I don't want it in my eyes,
replied dreamily. 81 haven't any idea
what came over me. It was the shoes,
/ think; the left one is red-hot tor
ture." I was sitting by that time and
looking across into her face.
Never before or since have I faint.
ed, but I would do it joyfully, dozen
times a day, if / could waken again
to the blissful touch of soft fingers on
my face, the hot ecstasy of coffee
spilled by those fingers down my neck
There was a thrill in every tone OF
her voice that morning. Before long
my loyalty to Mcknight would step
between me and the girl he loved !;
life would develop new complexities.
In these early hours after the wreck,
full of pain as they were, there was
nothing of the suspicion and distrust
that came later. Shorn of our gauds and
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.QAQE
BY STACY E. BAKER


nor did Jarvis try to explain away the
misunderstanding.
Gradually the gossips in the little
town-and there were many-grew &C.
customed to the new order of things,
and everybody ceased to interest
themselves in the affairs of the young
couple.
1t was a month after this that old
Pollit Che was portly butcher, own
ing the meat shop next to the drug
emporium) ventured to incorporate
something of a remark that caught
the youths puzzled interest.
What was that?" demanded Jarvis,
ears metaphorically a-cock. Just re-
peat that last sentence"
II said," came from the butcher,
chat that there book I've been read
ing-Dr. Jekyll and Mr.. Hyde'-re-
minds me of your doings." He poked
a pudgy forefnger playfully into the
ribs of the youth.
You'll have to be more explicit.
snapped the drug clerk. II can't un-
derstand. What are you driving at?"
Cant understand, eh?" commented
the other, sourly. He was angry at
the tone of the lad. well, l guess
I can put 1t palmer, all right. mean
that you tried to play double just like
that Jekyll-Hyde Teller did. Every
evening after you called on the girl
you was engaged to, you went straight
to the house of old Doc. Blyly to see
his daughter. My wife she seen you
do it time and again, she did,
The dull red stained the face of the
angry butcher "She's the one that
put a crimp in you, too. Ethel Muir
ray is too fine girl to be galavanting
around with young fellow that she
thinks thinks heap of her. and all
the while he don't, but is making her
out fool by sneaking away from her
house to call on another girl"
$50 it was your wife that caused
this trouble between Ethel and me,
was it? Pity she can't learn to attend
to her own affairs, isn't it?"
The butcher, his mind relieved.
stamped heavily out of the drug store,
but he left a knowing youth behind
him. Mrs. Pollit was gossip monger
Of some notoriety in the community.
She resided just opposite the Blyly
home, and now that the i.ate meat
man had given him his cue, Jarvis
could understand many things.
That evening, his heavy jaws set
firmly and his broad shoulders thrown
deflantly back, the drug clerk mount
ed the steps to the Murray home and
rang the bell.
Ethel answered the summons. An
angry flush dotted her cheeks when
she saw who her visitor was, but En-
DRY ignored these trouble signs, and
pushed by. her and into the familiar
parlor.
81 am here to explain" began Jar
Wis. Mrs. Pollet's loquacious hus-
band has just told things, and I
think | understand"
II don't care for explanation, in
terrupted little Miss Murray formally.
Nevertheless" persisted Jarvis, pa
tiently, you are about to receive
them. Listen, dear, have never
called on Mile Blyly in my life-let
alone after left here. When you re-
ferred to the skeleton in my closet,
took the phrase literally. There is g
skeleton in my closet-a six-foot skel
eton of man that DR.. Blyly loaned
me to aid me in my Studies because
we'll, I'm studying medicine with him.
you see. / don't want to be a drug
clerk all my life. /"
But here his late fiancee, face
asmile, interrupted his sentence in a
very pleasing way.
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Lord Curzon, during the visit that
ended in his marriage to Miss Letter
proved very interesting in his cold.
proud way"
The speaker, a Chicagoan, smiled
and resumed:
Gold and proud as young George
Curzon was, he regarded the house of
lords as colder and prouder He told
me once that when he asked his IA
Their if his first speech in the house
of lords had been difficult the old gen.
tleman replied:
difficult! It was like addressing
sheeted tombstones by torchlight!'