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CHAPTER vI,l.--contlnued.
,nev sported with disda,u.

I.iffey sported with disdain.
my dear Mr.. Warren. undoubtedly
you are very available. Whether or
not you are the most available Is the
question" interposed Mcdonald.
I'VE ought to get some man OF the
highest consideration, who belongs to
a most respectable family. and yet
who's amenable to the right pressure.
How'd you do yourself. Mr.. Haldane"
asked the boss innocently. " bosses
can ever ask anything In that vein.
Under no consideration" he said.
ILecisively. could accept the honor.
My interests. our interests. are too
vast for me to localize them by be-
coming mayor of New York"
Haven't you got SON." asked
Connell. the chief Of police. He'd
have all the advantages Of name and
station and so on that you would, and
i have no doubt he'd do pretty much
what you said. and I'm sure you'd
say what was best for us ALL"
II think that would be an excel.
lent idea," chimed In Rutherford.
"How old Is your youngster, Hal.
dane?"
Hes twenty eight"
"Never done anything In his life,
has he?"
do you mean In business. or any
any other way?"
Anything he's got to cover up
mean"
Nothing, I believe" answered the
father. Hes been a lively lad; but
nothing dishonorable that am
aware Of"
Hes the very man We want
young. enthusiastic. inexperienced.
rich, controllable. Where IL he now ?"
asked Rutherford.
Hes down on Long Island at my
country place"
! Can you get in communication with
him by telephone?"
II think co."
Suppose you call him up and ask
him whether or not. II he got the
nomination. he would run"
II will. Excuse me, gentlemen"
said Haldane. going out into the hall
where one of the duplicate telephones
was installed.
He did not care to do his telephon.
hng in the library before the group OF
conspirators.
Il think" protested Warren as Hal.
dane closed the door behind him. that
this Is shame. You promised me
that II l made n satisfactory mayor
d should have the refusal Of the office
again. and Id like to know what I've
done that you should throw me
DOWN"
Promises" said Liffey. don't &c
IN politics longer than It's agreeable
as you very we'll know. We amt
throwing you down. either. You'll be
provided for doubtless In some way
and maybe this young Haldane amt
the most available man after all
We're not committed to him yet"
"Ill tell you one thing that we car
do without waiting for candidate.
here interposed the chief Of police.
."And what Is that. pray?" asked the
mayor.
I'VE can put the Central once de
soctive force on Gormlys trail. w.
can look up his record. We can ENC
out ell about him ever since he wa,
Q baby. It's dollars to pennies bu
what we'll discover something thai
he'd like to keep hidden"
'Your suggestion is an excellen,
one, and your observations do yo,
credit. It's the FIRST practical sugges
Sion we've had here this evening.
said Van Slyke.
Right" said Lney. bluntiy. "Curl
Up some dirty story about him. and 1
you need evidence I'll supply all that
a~cessary."
you'll have I'd be careful" sait
Rutherford. "that such evidence n
you supply shall be unimpeachabls
and that such Q story ~ you turn VI
shall be true. else won't have any
thing te Do With v"
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"Oh. ! guess you'll take your orders
from the society"
Not from you, Liffey, not from any.
body" said Rutherford quietly
enough, though his face flushed at the
insult. "As matter OF fact. being
district attorney. hold the whip hand
Of you ALL" And again the uneasy
movement from the financiers evi.
denced the truth Of that assertion.
MY term still has two years to run.
remember. and there are things I
could do even with you. Don't forget
that"
Liifey gritted his teeth: but said
nothing in the face of 80 obvious .
proposition.
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A Complication.

Bessie found getting we'll much more
tiresome than being sick. She was be-
coming very impatient about staying
indoors and eating soups.
When her aunt asked her how she
felt she replied that she was inuch
worse: that the doctor had toand
something else the matter with her.
why. what is III" asked her amt.
Il think the doctor said 'convalss.
ence.'"
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important to Mothevs
Examine carefully every bottle OF
CASTORlA, safe and sure remedy for
Infants and children, and sec that Il
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Our highest religion u named the
Worship OF sorrow"
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Take every possible chance to bs
kind, because. some day. there may
be no more chances.-Margaret De.
land.
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lewis Single Binder gives the smoker Z
rich. mellow.tasting &c cigar.
The Red Cloud chief., 1911-08-24
Original "hslIo e,,,."

William q. Meyers. who died II
Philadelphia. Pa. January Z. 1911. 10
said to have been the original "Hello
Bill" OF the Fraternal Order OF Elks.
From the Magazine Of American
History.
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TO BE CONTINUED TOMORROW.
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MORNING CHITCHA I.

EE question
takes Of
the other this the Fair
thought along
has the
end of n the morning
usually lunch with
I the train
the however brief with all these minds to
akem me OUT interest stimulate me"
Outside of the
the the child
unchnothing the time she's doing work
hands busy but not her mind
is find the day
ong and tiresome than do?
harthfre just to
differently wanting
I 10 I've been
going With her and trying bring
home many 1 could"
men woud view I
love
suspicious the part OF eW children out OF
the insane asylums.
In little country many miles from
barn and
hands little mind
diversion when the
tired prayE meeting or
church social perhaps
virulent
deveIo
of jealousy of
WILL lacking pleasant occupation 1t is given all too often
foolish -
side for social those wonderful world
the
something
more
And simply
men his point OF his win to help.
better sti
brings RUTH CAMERON.
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pictrre rail upon the dark red burlap, one
OF the most satisfactory decorative ef-
fects produced in the history Of the Hemi-
cycle.
Distinction is given to this years an
nual by the presence OF some Of the
ablest painters from out Of town, Bos-
ton, New York. Chicago. and London.
From London come three brilliant mini
atures which hold up the finest aristo-
cratic English traditions of this art in
little" by Allyn williams, president OF
the Royal Miniature Society OF London,
who is spending the winter season here
in Washington. From Boston are four
examples OF the widely famous Ross Tur-
ner, who. more than any man in Amer
ica, has made our water color art re-
spected abroad. From New York two
women, who are doing sterling work
Mrs. Florence Frances Smell. wife OF
the president of the New York Water
Color Club. and Miss Lzbeth Hunter
Mrs. Smell sends six delightful small
studies of village streets in English and
Continental cities. and Miss Hunter six
pastels, very like water color studies,
precise and convincing, mostly interior
studies of the Larz Anderson house
which this artist made in Washington last
winter. T. r. Manley, also of New York,
at present the guest of Mr.. W. P. Emo,
contributes a luscious Sunset on Orange
Mountain a picture of great truth. rich
ness, and beauty. David Roth. another
New York contributor, exhibits, besides
some choice etchings, an exquisite,
Whistler-like water color, which recalls
that artists best work.
Col Anthony Dwyer, of Providence,
who has just concluded an exhibition of
his water colors at the Fischer galleries,
is represented by one of the strongest
larger water colors in the show. Vivid,
charming in color, captivating in subject,
vividly real. and convincing, this gray
paper painting. after the method made
familiar by the versatile F. Hopkinson
Smith, a French Peasants Doorway"
is one of the chief attractions at this
years show. The genial president of the
Philadelphia Water Color Club Charles
Z. Dana, contributes a large upright
picture of the interior of a mosque, which
recalls the good old days when all water
colors were called drawings" with such
accuracy and grace is the infinite detail
of this curious Oriental interior brought
out. Nor is the color and shadowy mys-
terry of the subject overlooked: 1t is
there, IL il is only hinted at and not
megaphoned at the observer in high col
ors, after the manner of some modern
water colors whose pictures you are GER
tain are oil paintings till you try a wet
sponge upon the edge of the picture and
find it comes~off. Yes; it is water color,
but shades Of Sandy, David Cox, De
Whit, Turner, and Copely Fielding, who
ever in the palmy days of art put a
water color to such a test? From the
philadalnhia Water COlOr Cvuh also copoa
George Walter Dawson with three
charming garden studies-clean, high
keyed, fresh. sweet things which are the
true province of water color. Blanche
Dillaye, devoted to moonlight effects,
which she interprets in mastery fashion,
sends two imposing examples of her
Skill in this field. Mariana Sloane is
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but did not see the final conquest of the
day.
And I have has the courage to ask
you to be my wife?" II was wonderful.
Napoleon, his hunted great-grandson.
the treasure, all these had ceased to
exist.
John, when you lay in the corridor the
other night, and thought you were dying
kissed you" Her arm tightened, as did
him. win you promise never to tell If
1 confess secret?' -
81 promise"
You never would have had the courage
to propose IL hadn't deliberately brought
you here for that purpose. 1t was who
proposed to you"
I'm afraid don't quite get thai"
doubtfully.
Then well let the subject rest where
IL is You might bring It up in after
years" Her laughter was happy.
He raised his eyes reverently toward
heaven. She would never know that she
had stood in danger.
But your father!" with a note Of sud-
den alarm. And all the worldly sides to
the dream burst upon him.
Father is only the company John. ~
And so the admiral himself admitted
when, an hour later, Fitzgerald put the
affair before him. briefly and frankly.
1t Is all her concern, my son, ana
only part of mine. Ny part is to see that
you keep in order / don't know; / rath-
er expected 1t. or course" said the ad-
mfral. shifting his cigar, there's a busi-
ness end to it I'm rich man, but Laura
isn't worth a cent in money. Youns
men generally get the wrong idea, that
daughters of wealthy parents must also
be wealthy" He was glad to hear the
young man laugh. II was good sign.
MY earnings and my income amount
to about seven thousand a year. and with
an object in view I can earn more. She
says that will be plenty"
She's a sensible girl; that ought to do
to start on. But let there be no nom
sense about money. Laura's happiness;
that's the only thing worth considering.
used to be afraid that she might bring a
duke home" 1t was too dark for Fitz-
gerald TO see the twinkle in the eyes of
his future father-in-law. IF worst comes
to worst, why, you can be my private
secretary. The job is open at present"
dryly i've been watching you, and I'm
not afraid of your fathers son. Where's
Il to be?'
I'VE haven't talked that over yet"
The admiral drew him down to the
space beside him on the parapet and Of
session, one Of his selected perfectos.
The course OF true love does not always
run so smoothly. A short distance up
the road Cathewe was grimly fighting for
his happiness.
The Washington herald., 1911-03-05
By JAMES HENRY MosER.

Member American Water Color Society and New
York Water Color Club. President WashInSt@
Water CblR Club
From Paul SANDY. the father Of Eng
lish water color, who, century ago
broke away from the formal maplike
drawing tinted with water color, the only
water color painting practiced then. and
painted frankly the beauty Of the places
he visited. TO William Henry Holmes,
our master of the art, who glorifles every
locality he paints, is far cry
Water color has, indeed. made marvel
Gus progress since Sanby's time. The
$50 pictures now at the Corcoran Gallery,
to remain till March II, daily and Tues
day and Friday evenings, comprising the
fifteenth annual exhibition of the Wash
ineton Water Color Club, are a revela-
ton of the development OF the charm
ing art of aquarelle in England and
America.
The 'Hemicycle'' never, never looked
more attractivey Water color miniatures.
pasteIs. and etchings make up this year S
display.
The center of the curved wall, the place
of honor. is occupied by a large pastel
of young woman with her back to the
observer. her full face reflected in a
mirror. 1t is true in color and executed
with that fine academic skill which
makes it clear why Mr. Anschutz. of the
Pennsylvania Academy, is one of the
ablest teachers in America. At either
end of this curved wall hang two other
large pictures by Mr.. Anschutz, The
Iris" and THE Parrot" There are
but two walls in this largest of the
galleries at the Corcoran. the curved and
fat walls making it one of the most
unique exhibition places in the country.
On either side OF the young woman
before the mirror by Mr.. Anschutz hang
six brilliant examples of the art of Mr..
Holmes, of Washington, a former presi-
dent of the Water Color Club. Seldom
has one a finer opportunity TO study the
work of one man. These twelve pictures
vary in subject from the sylvan glades
and broad meadows of his farm at Rock
vile TO The Mountain of the Holy
Cross" and other Western subjects.
This center group of twelve pictures by
Mr.. Holmes is f1anked on the left by a
group of six pictures by the president
of the club, and on the left by six water
colors by Bertha Z. Perrie. Miss Perrie
has not the pictorial grasp or breadth
of Mr.. Holmes, but each of her six
pictures SHOWS conSummdte skill IN paint
ing unpretentious bits of nature. Miss
Ferries work is executed with an artistic
taste and fidelity which command the
respect of painters. wherever 1t is shown
Above the center group mentioned are
placed three still life studies by pupils
of the Corcoran school. which are dec
orative and we'll painted. Three flower
pictures. of dogwood and roses, the for
mer grouped with cast of Barye's Lion
and some books, No. %. by Mrs. L. NJ.
Keplinger. and two studies Of Taft
Roses" are by Miss Mary p. Godding
and Miss Rosa Wagner. each showing
the strong personal point of view, very
different, but equally artistic. This point
in the gallery is. with garlands of green
laurel looped above the pictures from the
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THE Bivouac of the Dead is one OF
the most beautiful of all poetic tributes
to the fallen hero. II tells in the most
simple. yet in the most exultant way, OF
the appreciation and the glory of those
who for their country rest in the death
less tomb There is no poem in the Eng
lish language more often quoted upon
the recurring celebration in honor of the
nations dead. and the simplicity and
beauty of its lines, as we'll as the senti-
ment they represent, are destined to be
everlasting.
This beautiful tribute to the soldier
dead was written by Col. Theodore
OHara, the poet, journalist, and soldier
No one was more thoroughly fitted for
the writing of such lines, for O'Hara
spoke from experience, the experience
that comes with the appreciation of the
just deserts to those who have offered up
their lives for their country, for he him
self had lived the life of a soldier and
knew full well all that must be sacrificed
and endured before rest is finally secured
on flames eternal camping ground
O'Hara served through the Mexican war
as a captain in the regular army. Being
breveted major on the field for gallantry
he took part, in 1851, in Lopez's first ex-
pedition to liberate Cuba At this time
he held a coloneTs commission, and was
severely wounded at Cardenas. O'Hara
also participated in Walkers flibustering
expedition to Central America and was
one of the soldiers of fortune of that cpl
sode
He subsequently edited. with marked
ability. several Southern newspapers
among which were the Mobile Register
and the Louisville Times. During the
war of the rebellion O'Hara served in the
Confederate army. and when the war was
brought to close he held the commits
sion of chief of staff to Gen. John c.
Breckenridge.
His celebrated poem printed above was
written and read by O'Hara in 1S7, on
the occasion of the reinterment of his
comrades in arms, the soldiers of Ken
lucky, who had fallen in the Mexican
war, principally at Buena Vista, and
whose remains were brought home by
the State of Kentucky and buried with
high military honors in a lot set apart
for them in the Frankfort cemetery.
O'Hara died in Alabama several years
after the civil war was closed, and the
legislature of Kentucky caused his re-
mains to be brought home to Frankfort
and reinterred in the State cemetery be-
meath the shadow of an imposing shaft
erected by the State to the memory of
the heroes whose valor was so grandly
sung in The Bivouac of the Dead.
Although written by u SOutherner. this
famous poem has been so much appreci-
ated in the North, in fact in every sec
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tion Of the country, that the national
government has disposed at intervals
along the driveways and paths at the Ar
lington National Cemetery, near Wash
ingtOn, metal tablets inscribed with some
of the most beautiful and soul-stirTing
extracts from this much admired poem.
Lines from this poem are also found
frequently inscribed upon the tombstones
of eminent soldiers in the South. and it
is on the table of the Roll of Honor
The Dead in National Cemeteries" a
work published by the government 1t
was originally called "kentucky's Dead
Theodore O'Hara was the son of an
Irish exleN and was born in Danyille,
KY, in 1870. He was educated at St
JoSeph'S Academy, at BardsbOro, where
he taught Greek to the younger classes
while finishing his senior course. He
read law, and was appointed a clerk in
the Treasury Department at Washing
ton. in which service he was employed at
the time of the breaking out of the MeXi-
can war.
After the war he retired to a planta.
tion in Alabama, where he died on June
s, 1885, He wrote several other poems,
the best known of which is The Old
Pioneer The best among his poems.
following The Bivouac of the Dead is
the one containing these lines:
'Tis the old old stOry-cne will read
His lesson Of life in the sky;
And the other. blind tn the present need,
Will see with the spirits eye.
You may grind their souls in the selfsame MILL
You may blind them heart and brow.
But the poet will fcllOF the rainbow still,
And his brother follow the plow.
O'Hara was fond of adventure, OF
daring disposition and full of restless
energy. and richly endowed with gifts Of
mind and heart He was ever genial and
generous in disposition. and as a CONVEX
sationalist was unusually happy and brill
liant having been the charm of many
social gathering and the life and soul OF
countless campfire circles in the war.
He was rather above the medium
height. slender and graceful. with a we'll
proportioned figure and erect, military
bearing. O'Haras tomb, which is situ-
ated amid the graves of those by whose
side he fought in battle and whose valOr
he commemorated in verse, is worthy of
notice. His name is inscribed beneath
sculptured sword and scabbard encir-
cIed by a wreath of oak and laurel. At
little distance rises the great memorial
shaft, surmOunted by marble cannon and
flags, and above these by the winged fig
ure of Victory. Among the graves Of
those who once listened to the cannOn's
htunder stand the blackened and silenCed
guns that brought death and destruction
at Buena Vista and ChapultepeC. At the
foot of O'Haras tomb the full force and
beauty of his lines may be felt.
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SELLERS OF THINGS.

do want to buy sheep hayrack or ham, only ask
that may keep way am Yet people think they know
my needs and try sell junk and that is why my bosom
beeds and why this life punk The agents stop on the
street. they hammer my door they down with teess
feet they threaten and mpore do buy whale
circus, prune; have statesmen my trail would be
priceless boom hate hear talk of saes of profit and of
loss they send dodgers through the mails and hope I'll
they throw big posters my porch the yard
when go smoke TORCH jars pretty hard do
wish buy waog snake; if statesmen would
let be- heart would ache And when do forth
buy with wads of shining cash. I'll hunt who try
trash do buy trout, side of
bacon cured have my back teeth taken have my life
insured Walt Mason
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"Hildegarde, forget him. Must he spoil
10th our lives? Come with me, be my
wife. / will make any and all sacrifices
toward your contentment."
Have VIC not thrashed this all out be-
fore, my friend?' sadly. do not ask me
10 forget him, rather let me ask you to
forget me-" ~
He will never be loyal to any one but
| himself. He Is selfish to the core. Has
he not proved it?- Where were the words
he needed for this last defense? Where
his arguments to convince her? He was
losing; in his soul he knew 1t. II his love
for her was strong, hers for this outcast
was no less. 'T have never wished the
death OF any man, but il he should
die"
She interrupted him, her hands eK-
tended as in pleading. Never had he
seen a woman's face so sad. Arthur.
have more faith in you than in any other
man, and 1 prize your friendship above
all other things. But who can say must
TO the heart? Not you, not /! Have
not fought it? Have I not striven to for
get, to trample out this fire? Have you
yourself not tried to Danish me from
your heart? Have you succeeded? Do
you remember that night in Munich? q?
NY voice broke, miserably, and my pub
lie career was ruined. What caused it?
A note TTOm nlIIl, lildl
tired of the role and was leaving. 1t was
not my love he wanted, after all: a slip
of paper, which at any time would have
been his for the asking. Arthur. my
friend, when you go from me presently
it will be with loathing. That night you
went to his room he lied to you
About whst?''
'I mean, il 1 cannot be his wife, 1 can
not in honor be any mans. God pity me,
but must I make it plainer?"
Here, he believed, was his last throw.
Have I not told you that nothing mat
tered. nothing at all save that 1 love
your
ct cannot argue MORE" wearily.
He will tire of you again." desper-
ately.
Il know it. But in my heart something
speaks that he will need me, and when
he does l shall go to him.
God in heaven! to be loved like that
Scarcely realizing the violence of his
action, he crushed her to his heart,
roughly and kissed her face, her eyes,
her hair. She did not struggle. 1t was
ali over in a moment. Then he released
her and turned away toward the dusty
road. She was not angry. She under
stood. It was the farewell of the one
man who had loved her in honor. Pres
entity he seemed to dissolve into the shad-
ows. and she knew that out OF her life
he had gone forever.
TO BE CONTINUED TOMORROW.
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STORIES OF FAMOUS POEMS
THE BIVOUAC OF THE DEAD"
COL. THEODORE O'HARA

Twas in that hour his 5srn oommand
Called To a martyrs grave
The flower Of his beloved land
The nations flag to save
By rivers Of their fathers SUrc
His frst-born laureis grew.
And well he deemed the sons would pour
Their lives for glory, too.
Full many norther's breath had swept
Der AnguStura's plain,
And long the pitying SKY has vept
Above the moldering slain.
The ravens scream. or eagles fight,
Or shepherds pcnSive Law
Alone awakes each sullen height
That frowned DER that dread fray.
SINS Of the dark and bloody ground.
Ye must not shmbeT there,
WhHTc stranger stsrs and Tongues resou1d
Along tho hendless air.
YoaIr uFn Troud lands heroic Snil
Shall hc your filter grave;
She claims from war his riches spoil
The ashes Of her brave.
So meath their parent turf they re1-
Far from the CORY field.
Borne tn Spartan mnther'S breaSt,
On many 4 bloody shield:
The sunshine Of their native sky
Smile aadIy on them here.
And kindred cyes and hearts watch by
The heres sGpulchcr.
Rest on. emtalmed and sainted dead
Dear as the blood We gave;
No nnpiOus footsteps here shall tread
The herhaSe Of your grave;
Nor shall your glory be forgot
While fame her record keeps.
Or honor prints the hallO~ed spot
Where Talor proudly sleeps.
YOn marble minstrel's vOicelesS stone
In dGaihlG-S song shall tell.
When many a vanished age hath flown.
The story how We fell;
Nor wreck nor ChanSe nor winters bhgtks
Nor times renCrseless doom.
Shall dim one ray Of Giory'S light
That gildS your deathless tomb.