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The Arvada enterprise., 1911-03-16
SYNOPSIS.

At the expense of a soiled hat Robert
Orme saves from arrest girl in black
touring car who has caused a traffic jam
on State street He buys new hat ana
is given in change a five dollar bill with:
Remember the person you pay this to-.
written on it. second time he helps the
Tom and Bessie Wallingham they have
mutual friends. but gains no further mint
of her identity
Senior Alcatrante. minister from the same
country, and some Japs try to get pos
session of the bill. Two of the latter over
sSSHse omf Of the and marfes sd'f Iii f6 5GFs
Orme finds the girl Of the black car ca,
waiting for him. She also wants the bill.
Orme o. ne tells his story She rsE9Ezt sTfsr MaRu
A second, inscription on the bill Is .ne
key to the hiding place of important pa.
peff tbs stolen fs9 s9art on har in the Black
in quest Of the papers. In the unlxiersiiis ioas y
! grounds in Evanston the hiding place Is
located: Maku and another Jap are n Ihese. es.
Orme fells Maku and the other Jap es
capes. Orme finds in Makus ppcketi iri u
folded slip Of paper. He takes the NE, sitt, ~
whose name is still unknown 10 niii'' Re. ~
the home Of a friend in Evanston. o1ea he
turning to the university GROUNDS Vrrie @
gets in conversation with a guard at otnr tnr
life-savng station. They hear move tpe
boat in trouble in the darkness on the
lake. They find the crippled boat IN, IN !! u
are the Jap with the papers ana HIi, To-,
She Jumps into Orme'S boat, Dut liic Joy
eludes pursuit. Orme finds on the paper
he took from Maku the address 81 y.
Parker street" He goes there anu % %l,iius
Arima teacher of jiu-jitsu, Is on the triru .
floor. He calls on Ala. clairVoyant, on
the fourth floor. descends by the nre-
escape and conceals himself under a taple
in Arima's room. Alcatrante. Poritol ana ma
the Jap minister enter. Orme hnds ths
papers in a drawer. under the taole anu M
substitutes mining prospectuses tor mem.
He learns that the papers are OF ihterna-
tional Importance with time limit 10, Ior
signatures of that night midnight. Ihe
substitution is discovered. The girl aP,
pears and leaves again after being tolo
that the American has the papers. Orine
attempts to get away, Is discovered ana
set upon by Arima and Maku. He eludes
clairvoyant sir @ 70 orme escapes during a
seance given by Ala. On the sidewalk
he encounters Alcatrante. Orme goes 70
fnd Tom Wallingham. Alcatrante hanss
on and tries to get the papers. During
the excitement caused by one or Alca-
trante's tricks to delay Orme. the latter
sees the girl and follows her BACK TO
Wallingham's office. He and the girl are
locked in giant specimen refrigerator
by Alcatrante.
They confess their love and when they
had almost abandoned hope of escape
Orme breaks the thermometer coils and
attracts the attention of e-golng
clerk. They are liberated
The Arvada enterprise., 1911-03-16
Brlaht Brown, Dull Green.

Brown had married tho prottiest
woman In the town and Green had
married the homellest. but thought
she was a beauty.
One evening they met and tho con.
yersation having driftcd TO their rs.
spectiye better halves. Green re-
marked
II say. Brown. | think you and
married the two abandonment women
In the villagU."
Brown looked ut him In surprise n
moment. but seeing no was serious.
replied cautiously. and with pride:
We'll. old man. guess you are
about half right"
But Green didn't see the point until
he told his wife and sho began to
mako few remarks.
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had halted the night before In their
search for the hidden papers, wed
better give him further directions"
said the girl.
But the chauffeur turned north at
the corner and put on more speed.
Hes taking the right direction"
she laughed, Perhaps his idea is to
follow Sheridan road till wo tell him to
turn"
Il don't quite like It," said Orme.
thoughtfully. He's bit too sure of
what he's doing"
The girl hesitated. ut is funny"
she exclaimed. And he's going faster,
too" She leaned forward and called
up to the chauffeur: stop at this cor.
ner"
He did not seem to hear. She re-
peated the order in louder voice. but
the only answer was another burst of
speed
Then Orme reached up and touched
the chauffeur's shoulders. stop the
carl" he cried.
The chauffeur did not obey. He did
not even turn his head.
Orme and the girl looked at each
other. Il don't understand" she said.
I'm afraid am beginning to-" Orme
replied He will not stop until we
are where he wishes us to be-
1--WE cant get out" she exclaimed
mo, And If pull him out of the
seat, the car will be ditched." He
puzzled vainly to hit on n method of
action. and meantime the moments
sped.
They passed the university grounds
quickly. orme retained an impression
Of occasional massive buildings at the
right, including the dome of an OBJ
servatory. and at the left the lighted
windows of dwellings.
He saw, too. the tower of light.
house. a dark foundation supporting n
changing light above; and then the
road turned sharply to the left and
after a few hundred yards. curved
again to the north.
Suddenly the chauffeur slowed down
On either side were groves of trees
Ahead were the fNts of an approach
ing motor.
Orme was still at loss, and the
girl was awaiting some decision from
him. When the chauffeur at las
turned and spoke-three short words
| Orme realized too late the situation h,
and the girl were in.
I'VE stop now" said the chauffeur.
! And the girl, with Mortified gasp
exclaimed: "Maku!"
Yes, 1t was the Japanese.
Calmly he put on the brakes an,
| brought the car to n standstill by tn
roadside: then, removing his goggles
turned to Orme and the girl and smile,
an inscrutable smile. There was al
ugly bruise on his forehead, wher
Orme had struck him with the wrench
But quick though Maku was he wa
not quick enough to see motol
which Orme had made immediatel,
after the moment of recognition-a mo
tion which had even escaped the motto,
of the girl. Perhaps 1t accounted fo
the GOODNESS with which Orme met hi
enemy's eyes.
The Arvada enterprise., 1911-03-16

cd as possible and, in any event. to
gain time enough to communicate with
Poritol and the Japanese and whatever
other persons might be helping in the
struggle to regain the papers. The
probabilities were that Alcatrante had
been using the last two hours to get
in touch with his friends.
And now those friends would be in
formed promptly that Orme and the
girl were setting out by motor. This
analysis apparently accounted for AL
catrante's nonchalance. Orme and the
girl seemed to be escaping, but in
truth. II they approached their destina-
ton at all. they must run into the am
buscade of other enemies. Then the
nearer the goal. the greater the dan
ger.
AS the motor slid smoothly north
ward on La Sale street, Orme looked
back. Alcatrante had made no move
The last glimpse that Orme had Of him
showed that slight but sinister figure
alone on the sidewalk of the deserted
business street
They crossed the Clark street bridge.
Keep on out North Clark street until
you can cross over to Lincoln park"
said Orme to the chauffeur.
The only indication that the order
had been heard was bending forward
of the bowed figure on the front seat.
Orme explained to the girl. 1T will
be better not to take the Lake Shore
drive. They may be watching the
Pere Marquette
you are right" she said. "As pre-
caution. we'd better not pass the ho-
tel"
How surprised was to find you
waiting for me there last evening"
mused Orme-"and how glad"
81 never called on a man before" she
laughed.
81 had made up my mind only a lit
tie while before" he continued. ito
stay in Chicago till found you"
I'm afraid that would n have been
easy She returned the pressure of
his hand. which had found hers. "If II
hadn't been for those papers, we might
never have met"
I'VE were bound to meet-you and
l." he said. Il have been waiting all
my life Just for you"
But even now you don't know who
| am. ! may be "a political adven.
turess-or a woman detective-or-"
You may be" he said, but you are
the woman | love. Your name-your
business, If you have one-those things
don't matter. know you, and | love
you"
She leaned closer to him. Dear"
she whispered impulsively, "I am going
to tell you everything-who | am. and
about the papers"
Wait" He held his hand before her
mouth. Don't tell me now. DO as you
planned to do. Be simply Girl to me
for a while longer"
She moved closer to him. Their er.
rand, the danger. were for the time
forgotten. and the motor hummed along
with a burden Of happiness.
You haven't looked at the papers
yet said Orme, after time. They
were turning east toward Lincoln
park
do | need to?"
Perhaps not. took them from the
envelope which you saw at Arima's
But here they are. did nos look at
them, Of course"
He drew the parchments from with.
In his coat and placed them In her
hand.
While she examined them. he looked
straight ahead, that he might not see.
He could hear them crackls a. she un.
The Arvada enterprise., 1911-03-16

folded them-could hear her sigh of
| content
And then something occurred that
disquieted him to degree which
seemed unwarranted. The chauffeur
suddenly turned around and glanced
| swiftly through his goggles at the girl
and the papers. The action was, per-
haps. natural; but there was an as
sured expectancy in the way he turned
-orme did not like It. Moreover
there was something alarmingly famil-
lar in the manner of the movement.
Somewhere Orme had seen man
move his body like that. But before
| his suspicious could take form. the
chauffeur had turned again.
The girl handed the papers back to
Orme. These are the right papers,"
she said. "oh, my dear If you only
knew how much they mean"
He held them for moment In his
hand. Then, after returning them to
his pocket with as little noise as pos
sible, he caught the girls eye and, with
significant glance toward the chauf-
feur, said in distinct voice.
Il will slip them under the seat
cushion. They will be safer there"
Did the chauffeur lean farther back.
as If to hear better? or was the slight
movement false record of Orme's
imagination?
Orme decided to be on the safe side,
so he slipped under the cushion of the
extra seat another mining prospectus
which he had in his pocket, placing it
in such way that the end of the pa
per protruded. Then he put his lips
close to the girls ear and whispered:
Don't be alarmed. but tell me- does
our chauffeur remind you of anyone ?"
She studied the stolid back in front
of them. The ill-htting dust.coat masked
the outline of the figure; the cap was
so low on the head that the ears were
covered
NO" she said. at last. 81 think not"
With that, Orme sought to reassure
himself.
They were in Lincoln park now.
over this same route Orme and the
girl had ridden less than twenty-four
hours before. To him the period
seemed like year. Then he had been
plunging into mysteries unknown with
the ideal of his dreams. now he was
moving among secrets partly under
stood, with the woman of his llfe-loy-
ing her and knowing that she loved
him
One short day had brought all this
to pass. He had heard It said that
Love and Time are enemies. The false.
ness of the saying was clear to him In
the light OF his own experience. Love
and Time are not enemies; they are
strangers to each other.
on they went northward. To Orme
the streets through which they passed
were now vaguely familiar, yet he
could hardly believe his eyes when
they swung around on to the lake
front at Evanston. along the broad rib
bon OF Sheridan road
But there was the dark mysterious
surface Of Lake Michigan at their
right Beyond the broad beach. he
could see the line Of breakwaters, and
at their left the electric lights threw
their beams into the blackness OF little
parks and shrubby lawns.
The car swept to the left. past the
university campus.
do you remember?" asked the girl.
In low voice. pressing his arm. Then.
"Don't!" she whispered Some one
will see!" for he had drawn her face
to his.
They came to tho corner Of Chicago
avenue and Sheridan road. where they
The Arvada enterprise., 1911-03-16
CHAPTER XIV.

Prom the Devil to the Deep Sea.
How shall we go?" asked Orme, as
they descended to the street level.
"By train. There is no other con-
venient way, since my car is at home"
She looked at him doubtfully, and add
ed, "but they will be watching the
railroad stations"
He nodded "a motor would be
safer-if we can get one." He gave
her hand a secret pressure while the
Elevator boy was opening the door for
them, and as she passed before him
she flashed upon him a look SO filled
with love and trust that the sudden
thrill of his happiness almost stifled
him.
At the La Sale street entrance Orme
had fleeting glimpse of the watching
Alcatrante. The South American, after
one astonished stare, darted away in
the dusk. He would follow them, of
course, but Orme decided to say
nothing about him to the girl.
81 must telephone" she said sudden
ly, stopping as If to turn back to the
building. Father will be very anxi-
ous"
"The booths in the building must be
closed" he said. Wed better
drug store"
Accordingly they made their way to
the nearest. and the girl went to the
booth. The door was shut for long
time.
While he was waiting, Orme glanced
through the brilliant window. In the
light of an electric lamp across the
street he discerned family a motion
less figure: without hesitation he
crossed the pavement, recognizing AL
catrante more clearly as he left the
dazzle Of the store.
The minister did not bulge. His
face, as Orme approached. was cold
and expressionless.
"Senor," exclaimed Orme. does your
trade include murder?"
Not at all. Why do you ask, Mr..
Orme?"
Because only lucky Intervention
has saved you from the murder of
young lady and myself"
you are exaggerating, my dear sir"
Alcatrante laughed
as 1t your custom to lock people into
air.tight chambers?"
"Air-tight?" Alcatrante was clearly
disconnected. 81 did not suppose that
It was air-tight. Also, did not dream
that the young lady was there. But
this game is a serious game, Mr. Orme.
You do not appear to understand.
When one is working for his country.
many strange things are justified"
Even murder?"
Even murder-sometimes."
Orme had an inspiration. Thank
you for the truth senoy." he said. 81.
too, am working for my country. If
you continue to follow us. shall as
sumo that you have murder in your
mind, and | shall act accordingly"
Alcatrante smiled coolly.
This is fair warning" continued
Orme.
He glanced to the drug store and
saw the girl coming out OF the tele.
phone booth. fastening across the
street, he met her at the door.
III father had had any idea Of such
complications when we came west"
she said there would have been plen.
ty of men near by to help US. As It
Is, we shall have to act alone. II 10
Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1911-10-26
estrayins Signals by an Outsider.

Hugh S. Fullerton, In another OF
his great series Of articles on base-
ball. in The American Magazine. .'The
Right n Wrong OF Baseball" writes
that the betrayal of one teams sig
nails by outsiders is considered UNI
sportsmanlike. He writes: :
i have been told many times that
signal tipping by outsiders is an i'm
possibility, and some players believe
that no one possesses eyes keen
enough to detect and interpret the
catcher's signals. Yet Morgan MUIR
ply. an attache Of the Philadelphie
club. for three years by the use Of
powerful Held glasses. kept the bat-'
tiers and base runners of that team
Informed constantly what ball the
pitcher intended to pitch when the
pitcher would pitch out, and what
play was to be attempted. To do this,
he conveyed the signals by means Of
an electrical "buzzer" planted in the
ground under the feet OF the coacherl
In vain the pitcher and catcher,
changed signals or changed their
meanings. Murphy seemed uncannY
in his ability to understand their sig
nails. Years afterward I asked MUIR,
ply how he managed 1t.
Why those b~oneheads,s he laugfedJ
they never seemed to think that Il
anyone in the club house could see
the catccher's signals he could see
the bench. They would sit on the
bench Inc explain the signals to each
other and with the glasses I could SEQ
as plainly as il I was sitting with
Them"
Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1911-10-26
THIS Man IS CRAZY
BUT PLAYS SEVEN Up
0hioan, Accused Of Murder, Ad.
Judged Insane, Despite His
Ability With Cards.

Cincinnati. Ohio--"Can a crazy ma
play a good game of w up?" This
question was up for debate in the GRIM
inal court. where August Sommer-
feldt was on trial OF a charge of muir
der in the second degree. He killed his
son, the indictment alleged. His coun
sci pleaded insanity for his client. The
state contended h man was sane.
The sheriff and two of Sommerfeldt's
fellow prisoners in the county Jail tes-
titled that the man was sane because
he played q first class game of v
up and knew all the fine points Of the
game.
DR.. Ralph Reed. an alienist. said
sommerfeldt was crazy. Lawyer Nor
ris. for the prisoner. argued that cards
were invented for a crazy king. and
mat ca nroy piay'h for Is th e common 9nms3e. muse
sane asylums. The jury founnd som.
merfeldt crazy and hence not legally
guilty: The defendant will next appear
In probate our and may be sent from
there to an asylum.
Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1911-10-26
Mr.. Morgan. Eos Epioram.
From the Chicago Post.

FROM the chicago Post.
Mr.. ]. P. Morgan is credited with an
epigram. In regard to the theoretical dis
solution of the United States Steel corl
poration he says: /.
Can Eggs be unscrambled!"
Where did a rich New Yorker ever hear
of SCRAMBLED eggs?
Looking over the esg division Of q menu
card in a hotel or a club which Mr.. Norl
gan might p%atronize you would find eggs
a la Meyerbeer" or ''eggs a L. pouiette.'fi
for instance; never scrambled eggs" :.
TIL notion Of frying. scrambling. roasti
ing. basttng, boiling. stewing or smoking
IL not conveyed. In our very best hotelsl
except through The delicate medium o1
French language. which lends it, rel
sources to cookery as 1t does to diplomacyi
squarely exposed. the chef-not the cook
POLITICALLY. the output Of a vulgar kitchen.i
Hence there 10 a note Of unreality in MI
Morgan's epigram. given TO the world bnn
accident. His Illustration to his associated
should ave been: s
Can eggs be unpouletted?.'
Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1911-10-26
Railway Terminals.

Aucassin objected to my calling him
q stranger within the gates, but he was
soon convinced that I was not far from
right Aucassin. you see, has been
away from New York for over a year.
ferhaps 1 need say no more. New York
globe-every other city that ever was,
! dare say-and he most salient attri-
oute OF this unique predominance lies,
doubtless. in it's speed.
Joe Patchen, %aeroplanes, and nth
powered motor cars are not in the race
be 9 better d~iscoverer than DIR. Cook
to find anything going that's faster
than New York.
1 told Aucassin that il ne had re-
NAMED away much longer even the
p%ostofice would have been finished.
Yes" he reluctantly concurred, New
York has changed since my departure;
Nv got to admit it,"
Having eyes," l remarked, and using
them-of course!"
% O know. Elegy." he said, pres
emily, II went into ecstacies over the
new Northwestern station in Chica-
60"
"Tve read it's magnificent" broke
In, u~nwarrantably.
well, 1t u.s." Aucassin went on; "it
Is magnificent - marvellous, grand,
splendid! And l considered myself fit
ted to judge. I've seen not a few rail-
way terminals, both mere and abroad
Our old Grand Central wasn't in II at
ALL"
Tiny and Anticipated in comparison,
eh?"
Exactly. Yet know the time. not
SO many years ago. either, when
New York to be proud Of"
Lets be thnkful it's RACED. then"
"Oh. I am thankful now. Perhaps
you'll think me sentimental, but / liked
the little place very much; I never
experienced any trouble there; eyery-
thing seemed SO convenient and well
coming"
You're wandering"
What" 49,
you were remarking about the new
station in Chicago"
oh. I thought I vas in New York.
Didn't l finish with that?"
Well. perhaps you did"
What I was coming to was the new
Pennsylvania terminal"
You're rather slow in arriving.
rent you?"
THE point is. old man. that I'm at a
loss. I don't know what to say; IL
lack words"
right at the perplexed Aucassin. for he
ives indeed uncomfortably discomfited.
Aucassin's sense of humOr is not excen-
tionally keen. He was in dead earnest
Let's see." he stumbled On, what
were the adjectives I used about the
Chicago edifice: let's see"
Magnificent, splendid, m~aryelous!"
I helped him out.
Well. Elegy,' he said. sadly. "there
you r What am I to say Of this
Pennsylvania a-a-structure?"
BY jove. I believe you're losing hold
even OF your nouns!"
1T simply cannot be described. old
man! It's perfect. couldn't have
imagined q railway station 30 beauti-
full to the eye and at the same time
500 consummately adapted to its
unitarian purposes. Why, in com
parison. the Northwestern building
seems cheap and small. Yes. This
Pennsylvania station impresses one
most profoundly by it's palatial spac-
~iousness. I tell you. old boy. 1t is by
all odds. yes. it"
"Ah. but I've seen It. you know. ]
wouldn't have you exert yourself on
my account"
"oh. thanks. But once having got
me started"
II wished merely to convince YOU,
my dear Aucassin, that you are 3
stranger in New York."
Walk Down the Drive.
Once having got Aucassin started,
Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1911-10-26
TripoIit.n Lighthouse Recall. MuI..

OSSVNO tVU0bVo :
From the Chicago Post. .
The Italian admiral off Tripoli begs to.
report that he bOmbarded that unfortu-i
nate spot from $3.50 to 6 o'clock on Tues!
day afternoon and utterly d~estroyed-as
lighthouse. I.
There have been other naval bombard-I
ments as glorious. For instance, let usl
recall the Smelling of the Matanxas mule.
by Admiral Sampson's fleet in the Span;
ish-American war Of 1893. Ar lone into
history by Mr.. Dooley this episode will
dash down n ages az follows:
Up to this time tn only hero kilt on thu
ear above the batthries at Matoonzas IF,
to hear h was goin' on. !
e. "n p. 9na says Sampson; .th' in:olincei
battle. an hur'ri death and destruction
at yon Castilyan g~in'ral."
Wait" says an officer. ''1t nay b.
wan ~ our men. 1t looks liks the eicrety
"Hush!' says tn commander. ut can't
be an American jackass or he'd speak, no
says. Fire on him. (,
Shot s.ter shot fell round tn, intrepid.
ass; but he remained firm till tn dinny-
mite boat Vesoovyus fired three hundherd
an forty thousand pounds Nv gun cotton
at him, an the poor crather was smOth-
cred to death.
We are counting upon the Italo- Turkish.
war" to give the world one more lennon,
stration Of the Righteousness Of wal in
general. But we hardly expected such,
rich and such prompt opera bouffe as the
first bombardment of Tripoli. +.
And the second was like unto It. It 10:
true that this bombardment did real de-.
struction among the forts and batteries.'
1t is even probable that 1t killed some OF
the Turkish artillerymen who were try
Ing to resist the guns of the twentieth
century with the runs of the nineteenth;
But these grim realities were not allowed
to obtrude themselves unnecessarily. :.
The main characteristic of the lombard
ment was Its ladylike niceness. No ono,
was allowed to fire 4 gun in the heat OF.
passion. Everyone had to take his turn.
And no one was encouraged to do much,
destruction. Remember said the nre-I
eating admiral. that we expect to occupy
Tr.poli and h have to pay for all res
pairs made necessary by our work today.
So go lightly, boys /.
How canny and how prim! We wonder
what would be General Sherman's verdict.
upon war like this. .