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Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-11-15
One of the Popular Models of Six
gore Skirts Nth Detachable Panels
STAR PATTERNS.

Skirts with detachable panels are ex-
tremely fashionable at present, and this
model has this desirable feature. The
panels may be omitted if preferred, as
the skirt is complete without them.
There are also small pleated sections
at the end of the side seams.
silk, satin, chiffon broadcloth ana
velveteenaosa are desirable fabrics for
skirts of this kind. tan
The pattern, 56tS. is cut in sizes % to
80 inches waist measure. Medium size
requires 334 yards of 50-inch material.
The above pattern can be obtained
by sending ten cents to the STAR
office.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-11-15

promotes the growth of the hair. II
also stops the hair from falling out and
makes it beautiful.
All druggists are authorized to re-
fun the money if it fails TO do exactly
as represented.
Don't neglect your hair and don't re-
sort to old-time hair dyes. Get a bottle
of Wyeth's Sage and sulphur from
your druggist today and notice the
difference in your hair after a few
days use.
This preparation is offered to the
public at fifty cents a bottle. and .
recommended and sold by all druggists.
Special agent, Charles w. Menk. 1os
Market street.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-11-15
TOWELS AND BUSTERS.

The crockery towels, usually known
tea-cloths or tea-towels, are bought
in sets of twelve at intervals of four
years. though some women make them
last quite five years easily. But four
years gives a good average. The year
the rollers are bought must, however,
be the a Of tea-towel renewal.
When a set of roller towels becomes
very thin they can be cut down to
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-11-15
. NEW CALLING FOR NJ
I

Good-looszing ladies still young have
found out in Paris a new calling
playing the cured patient" Visitors
who find time hanging heavily on their
hands in a doctors waiting-room are
drawn into conversation. The good
looking lady, who looks also in the
pink of health, tells you now i'll she
was. Neuritis, rheumatism, govt, dys-
pepsia and vertigo were combined in
her ease with appedicitis and hallu-
cination.
Several physicians treated her ex-
p~ensively and left her worse. She went
to despair to. the present doctor, who
cured her in three weeks. She has
come today merely to thank him. The
'''cured patient" charges So a day, but
the doctors find that the money is not
thrown away.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-11-15
REFINIsHING FURNITURE.

In refnishing furniture 1t is some
necessary that the old varnish
removed, which in most cases is
very difficult. Three tablespoonfuls of
cooking soda to a quart of water APP
piled with a rough piece of cloth will
remove the old varnish very easily.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-11-15
HOUSEHOLD HINTS.


Ada a pinch of salt and a tiny lump
of lard to starch when boiling to pre-
vent the iron sticking to the cloth.
IL the morning egg spoons are rubbed
with table salt after they are rinsed
in warm water all discoloratfon Will
be removed without having to use sill
yer polish.
Lemons, hardened from long stand
ing. may be made disable by covering
for a few moments with boiling wa
ter.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-11-15

in the AUS of pure
democracy, WAS born
siXty-two years ago
today. He is one of
the original disciples
of Henry George. He
& life as a
printer, then became
a lawyer. and finally
a newspaper man.
Late in the seventies
he became editorial
writer for the New
York Daily Truth,
and while working
in that capacity he
came under the in
huence of the author
of Progress and
Poverty" Since that
time he has devoted
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-11-15

MS lie 70 The aus OF IaAaIIoH Te-
form. He has been connected with
various reform publications, and is
now editor of The Public. a fearless ex>
ponent OF Fundamental democracy
founded in 1898, largely through the
efforts of Mr.. Post himself.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-11-15
A Flushed Face.

Dear Miss Doom:
am coming to you for advice again.
Kindly let me know what causes my face
to flush? This happens every day in the
week. l am a girl II years old. Do you
think l. ought to consult a doctor? Thank
ing you in advance,
A READER OF THE STAR.
This nay be due to defective circu-
lation or to Indigestion. If you are
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-11-15
A TIP AS TO LEMON JUICE.


1t is surprising how much more juice
you can get from the heated lemon.
Place the lemon in a heated oven, and
it will yield more juice than n that
is squeezed when cold.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-11-15
Household Hints

Ice cream soda stains may De rem owed from the summer frocks before
they are packed away by spongine tn EN- with gasoline II chlorofornb having
a clean piece of plotting paper under t h spots. When dry, sponge with tepid
n gently rub with a clean fan mel until nearly dry. fz
To remove hair stains from cat collars rub them with a cotton " flannel
cloth well moRtened with a mixture of fou parts of ammonia o ne part of
common salt
Lampblack stains are best removed by washing them in kerosene and
wiping them dry with a soft cloth. The kerosene ear easily be removed by
rubbing with soap and warm water
An excellent homemade cleaning fluid. useful generally for man
emergencies, is made by dissofving four unees Q white CASTLE soap N a quart
sycenne; four ounces of ammonia and finally, n gallon IF ran-water and
the botle. This will remove grease spots from clothing nc spots from
tabe-cover carpets and rugs.
Soap bark is an old reliable remedy for feshening u ~0olenso Of my dark
color. To prepare it for use put FIVE cents worth OF soa bark into a quart
of boiling watera and steep it sowy'over the fire for two hours, and then
strain through a piece OF cheeseeloth n to a jar " wtde-mouthed bottle The
fabric to be cleaned should be spread o n a smooth board n table and sponged
carefully on both sides, extra attention being given to the very much soned
parts After sponging rinse in ammonia II water.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-11-15

T0DAY'S BIRTHDAY PARTY.

Louis r. Post, apostle of the land
value tax, editor and lifelong warrior
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-11-15

Given a trim coa and skirt suit of serge If a cosmo smaterial n there
IRE various ways of dressing it up Tor special occasions
This little suit. of dark and high" blue double-faced material, has a re-
versible side of plain blue, but the girl who wears it prefers a set Of attach
able collar and cuffs Of white boadcloth, inlaid with polka-dotted high
blue satin because they better accord with her uingless bonnie Of dark blue
velvet that is banded ant trimmed with high" blue ostrich feathers
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-11-15

Lampblack stains are best removed by washing them IN kerose
yfping them dry with a soft cloth. The kerosene can easily be rem
ubbing with soap and warm water
The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1911-07-26

0Eeast
IT can't go-now-this way" she
urged. but 1 will come to you. l
promise that-I will come to you" For
an Instant her hands clasped his face
''WilI you go If I promise you that?"
"You swear that you win follow me
that you will come down to the We
kusko? Ny God. are you telling me
the truth. MeleeseT"
Eyes, yes: I will come to you If you
go now She broke from him, and he
heard her fumbIing at the window. II
will come; will come. but not to We
kusko. They will follow you there.
Go back to Prince Alberto the ho-
tel where looked at you through the
window. I will come there-sometime
-as soon as can"
A blast of cold air swept into his
face. He had thrust his revolver into
its holster. and now again for an In
slant he held Meleese close in his arms.
''You will be my wife2" he Wits
pered.
He felt her throbblne against him.
Suddenly her arms frightened around
his neck.
Eyes, If you want me then-if you
want me after you know what am
Now. go-piease, please go"'
He pulled himself through the win
dow, hanging for a last moment to
the ledge.
''If you fail to come within month
1 shall return" he said.
Her hands were at his face again.
Once more. as on the trail at LIE Pas,
he felt sweet pressure Of her lips.
'I will come" she whispered.
Her hands thrust him back. and he
was forced to drop to the snow below.
Scarcely had his feet touched when
there sounded the fierce yeIp OF n dog
The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1911-07-26


VIZ relg tiInc INK VI clit @
fflIsE EF0m the etalE qlats
- lfIi; came . rlIald fasIlllGe Of riee
sli5ts thar sang through the AR above
EIosslnndss head and mingled with the
ore vas q holrsa voice urging on the
chr that followed within leap Of his
heels.
TIE presenes Of the dog HIled the
engineer win a fedr that he had NOT
anticipated. Not for an instant did
the brute give slack to his tongue a.
rney raced through the night There
was but one chance. and he deter
mined to ta1gai it Gradually he slack
ened his pacs drawing and cooking
his revolver; then he turned suddenly
to confront the yelping Nemesis be-
hind him Three times he fred IN
quick succession at moving blot IN
the snow gloom. and there went up
from that blot a Wailing cry that he
knew was caused by the deep bite Of
lead.
Again he plunged on. a muhaed shout
of defiance on his lips. For g mo-
ment he stopped @ listen and stare
futi1ely into the blaclness behind
him. When he turned to go on his
ed out OF the night half q dozen
PAGES ahead OF him, and before he
could raise his revolver the shadow
was lightened BY sharp aash OF fire.
Rowland staggered hack. his 6ngerS
Ioosening their grip on his pistol, and
as he crumpled down into the snow he
heard over him the hoarse voice that
had urged on the dog. After that there
was space OF silence. OF black chaos
in which he neither reasoned nor lived,
and then there came to him family the
sound Of other Vofees Finally all Of
them were lost In ohe-a moaning, sob
bling voice that was calling his name
again and again, a5voice that seemed
to reach to him from ont OF an indnity
of distance and that he knew was the
voice Of Meleese.
The voice died away. He lived
through a cycle Of speechless. painless
night into which dnally a CLEAN Of
dawn returned. He felt as II years
were passing in his efforts to move. to
lift himself out OF chaos. But at last
he won. His eyes opened, he raised
himself. His hrst sensation was that
he was no longer IN the snow and that
the storm was not beating into his
face. Instead there encompassed him
a damp dungeon-like chill. Every
where there WIS blackness = every
where except in one spot, where lit
tie yellow eye OF IRE watched him and
blInked at him. at first he thought
that the eye must be miles and miles
away. But it came quickly nearer and
still nearer until at last he knew that
it was candle burning with the ST.
fence Of death taper a yard or two
Beyond his feet.
The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1911-07-26

HS8I \ Sed doWland qu1ckAy 04CA
Rs979S9 into consciousness and pain.
B28S9 He knew that he was no
! longer In the snow. Els Fingers dug
into damp earth as he made an EFFORT
to raise himself. and with that effort It
seemed as though redDot knife had
cleft him from the top OF his skull to
his chest. The agony Of that instants
pain drew a sharp cry from him, and
he cIIItckeci both hands to his head.
The fingers of Howland's right hand
were sticky when he drew them away
from his head. and he shIveTed. The
tongue Of flame Ieaping out of the
night. the thunderous report, the del
uge OF FIRE that had oiled his brain, all
bore their meaning for him now. 1t
had been close call. so close that
ShIvering chiIls ran up and down his
spine rs be struggled little by little to
lift himself TO his knees His enemy's
shot had grazed his bead.
1t seemed an intermina Bile time be-
fore he could rise and stand on his feet
and reach the candle. Slowly he felt
his way along the wall until he came
to a low, heavy door barred from the
outside, and just beyond this door he
found a narrow aperture cut through
the decayIng logs. 1t was a yard in
length and barely wide enough for him
to thrust through an arm. Three more
OF these narrow Sits in his prison walls
he found before he came back again to
the door.
Near the table on which he replaced
the candle was a stool, and he sat
down. Carefully he went through his
pockets. His belt and revolver were
gone. He had been stripped of letters
and papers. Not SO much as a match
had been left him by his captors.
He stopped in his search and listened.
Family there came to him the ticking
OF his watch. He felt in his watch
pocket. 1t was empty. Again he lis
tened. This time he was sure that the
sound came from his feet, and he low
cred the candle until the light of 1t
gIistened on something yellow an arms
distance away. 1t was his watch, and
close beside It lay his leather wallet.
What money he had carried in the
pocketbook was untouched. but his per.
sonal cards and half dozen papers
that 1t had contained were gone.
He looked ut the time. The hour
hand pointed to T. Was II possible
that he had been unconscious for more
than six hours? He had left Jean on
the mountain top soon after nightfaIl-
it was not later than o'clock when
he had seen MeEeese. Seven hours!
Again he lifted his hands to his head.
His hair was stir and matted with
blood. 1t had CONCEALED thiclEly on his
cheek and neck and had soaked the
top OF his coat. He had bled great
deal. SO much that he wondered he was
alive, and yet during those hours his
captors had given him no assistance,
had not even bound cloth about his
head.
Did they believe that the shot had
killed him. that he was already dead
when they flung him into the dungeon?
Or was this only one other instance of
the bnrbaric brutishness OF those who
so insistentIy sought bis Itfe7 The
fighting blood rose in him with return
Ing strength. II they had left him o
weapon, even the small knife they hae
The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1911-07-26

g ei'Gll - ~ ".
fI5o. Bur now ne 1.ls ieIrl
There WaSs however. = Fdyr, 6e here
In the possibility shat they believed
him dead X they who had dring him
into the dungeon believed this. then ne
vyns snfe for several hours No. one
would come for his body until broad
day and possibly not until the follow.
ing night, when q grave could be dug
and he could be carried out with some
secrecy. In that time. if he could es.
cape from his prison. he would be well
on his way to the WekuskO. He had
no double that Jean was still prisoner
on the mountain top. The dogs and
SIedge were there and both rifles were
where he had concealed them. It would
be hard race--a running light per
hars.but he would WIN, and after a
time Meleese would come to him,
away down at the little hotel on the
Saskatchewan.
ne rose to his feet, his blood grow.
ing warm, his eyes shining in the can
delight. The thought OF the girl as
she had come to him out In the night
nut back into him an Of his old fight
ing strength, all OF his Unconquerable
hope and confidence. She had follow
ed him when the dog yelped at his
heels, as the hrst shots had been fred.
She had kneIt beside him In the snow
as he lay bleeding at the feet OF his
enemies. He had heard her voice call
ing to him; had felt the thrilling touch
OF her arms, the terror and love OF her
lips as she thought him dying. She
had given herself to him, and she
would come to hlm-hiS lady OF the
snows-if he could escape.
He went to the door and showed
against it with his shoulder. It was
inmovable. Again he thrust his hand
and arm through the drst OF the mar
row ventiIating apertures. The wood
with which his fingers came In contact
was rotting from moisture and age,
and he found that he could tear out
bandfuls Of Il. He fell to work. dig
cling with the fierce eagerness OF an
animal At the rate the soft PUPPY
wood gave way he could win his free
dom long before the earliest rtsers at
the post were awake.
A sound stopped hfm-a hollow
cough from out OF the blackness be-
yond the dungeon wall. It was follow
ed an instant later by CLEAN OF light
and Howland darted quickly back to
the tabIe. he heard the slipping OF a
bolt outside the door. The door swung
open. and shaft OF light shot into the
chamber. For a space, Rowland was
blinded by It, and it was not until the
bearer Of the lamp had advanced half.
way to the table that he recognized
his visitor as Jean Croisset. The
Frenchman's face was wild ana hag-
gard. His eyes cleaned red and
bIoodshot as he stared at the engineer.
mon Diem. had hoped to find you
dead" he whispered husldly.
He reached mp to hang the big OIL
lamp he carried to q hook In the log
The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1911-07-26

IL 1 knew certain things would never
want to see you again: that would
70 back into the south. You have told
me that. Then. If you want me to go.
why don't you reveal these things to
me? II you can't do that so with me
tonight We will go nnywhere-to the
ends of the earth
He stopped at the look that had come
into her face. Her eyes were turned
to the window. He saw them filed
with n strange terror, and involuntart-
" his own followed them to where the
storm was beating softly against the
windowpane. Close to the lighted glass
was pressed a mans face. He caught
a flashing glimpse of a pair Of eyes
staring in at them, OF a thick, wild
beard whitened by the snow He knew
the face When life seemed slipping
out Of his throat he had looked up
into 1t that night of the ambush on the
Great North trail.
With n quick movement Rowland
sprang away from the girl and leveled
his revolver to where the face had
been. over the shining barrel be saw
only the haunting emptiness of the
storm. Scarcely had the face disap-
peared when there came the loud shout
and then OF another and after that the
quick, furious opening of the outer
door.
Rowland whirled. his weapon point
ing to the only entrance. The girl was
ahead Of him, and with n warning cry
he swung the muzzle OF his gun up
ward. In a moment she had pushed
the bolt that locked the room from the
inside and had leaped back to him,
her face white. her breath breaking in
fear. She spoke no word, but with n
moan of terror caught him by the
arm and pulled him past the light
and beyond the thick curtain that had
hidden her when he had entered the
room few minutes before. They
were in a second room. palely lighted
by a mass of Goals cleaning through
the open door OF box stove and with
a second window looking out into the
thick night. Ftercely she dragged him
to this window. her fingers biting deep
into the flesh Of his arm.
'"You must go through this@ she
cried cholzIngly. "Quick! oh, my God.
won't you hurry? Won't you go|
Rowland had stopped From the
blackness of the corridor there came
the beat Of heavy fists on the door and
the rage OF laundering voice demand
ing admittance. From out in the night
1t was answered by the sharp barking
OF n dog and the shout of second
voice.
"why should I@go?" he asked. 81
told you few moments ago that had
come prepared to fight, Meleese
shall stay and night"
''Please, please goP' she sobbed. striv-
ing to pull him nearer to the window
you can get away in the storm. The
snow will cover your trail. If you
stay they will kill you-llill you"
''I prefer to light md be killed rath-
er than to run away without you" he
interrupted. IF you will gO"-
She crushed herself against his
The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1911-07-26

81 Tie
That
~ sGds man, nal Ses
so9 What Isto hapIen &C q
have no time % lose q etlleE
talk IKE thlS msseur.1 he SAID almost
harshly. They know now that + was
Z who fought for Sou and for AEeleesa
on the Great North trail. They know
that Il IS who saved you at vqel<Us So
AEeleese can no more save me than
she can save you. and to make my
task a little harder they have made
me their messenger. md
Again de stopped. choking for words
Their c4ecutfoner. m'scuF.''
Great GOd:~ Howland gasped.
First r ann to tell you a story.
m'Seur,'' continued CrOIsset leFeling
his reddened eyes 10 the engineers.
at will not be long. and pray the
Virgin TO make you understand It ~
we ueopIe Of the north understand Il
It begins sixteen years ago.
II shall understand. Jean" whisper
ed IIowIand 60 on
..It was at one of the company's
posts that 1t happened Jean began.
land the story has to do with le
m'seur. the factor md his wife,
LANCE Blanc-that is what sne was
called, m 'senr-tlle white angel Mon
Dieu, how we loved her. Not with
wicked love. m'seur. but with some
thing very near TO that which we give
our Blessed Virgin And our love was
but a pIt!Ful thing when compared
with the love of these two, each Tor
the other. She WAS beautiful. glort-
ousIy beautiful as we Know women up
in the big SHOWS: Ike Meleese. who
was the youngest of their children
ours was the hapTiest post in all
this great northland. m'seur." conttn-
ued CroisSet after n moments pause,
land 1t was MI because OF this woman
and the man. but mostly because OF
the woman. And when the little Me
Ieese came-she was the first white girl
baby that any OF US had ever seen-ouE
love for these two became something
that I fear was almost u sacrtlege to
our Dear Lady OF God. Perhaps you
cannot understand such love. m'seur
know that it cannot be understood
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''No. no. nor she painted. her hands
clutching at his arm. "You must go
back now-now"- She pushed him
toward the door, and as he backed
step, looking down into her face. he
saw the choking tremblc of her white
throat, heard again the fluttering ter
ror in her breath. They will kill you
IT they find you here" she urged.
'sThey think you are dead-that you
fell through the ice aud were drowned.
If you don't believe me. If you don't
believe That 1 can never go with you,
tell Jean
Her words seemed to choke her as
she struggled to finish.
'ETen Jean what?' he questioned
softly.
"WilI you 20 then?'' she cried with
sobbfnE eaRerness. as If he already I'M
dierstood her. "WnI you 20 back If
Jean tells you ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
about me-about'-
''No." he interrupted
ut you only kuew, then you would
so back and never see me again You
would understand
II will never understand" he inter-
rupted again. II say that It is you
who do not understand, MeIeese!
Nothing that has ever happened can
make me not want you"
eli one should come and hnd you
here
..There would be n fight" he said
grimIy. 81 have come prepared to
eight" He waited moment. and in
the silence the brown head in front
OF him dropped slowly. and he saw
tremor pass through the slender form.
as IL It had been torn by an nstant's
pain. The palIor had gone from How
lands face. The mute surrender in the
bowed head. the soft sobbing notes
that he heard now In the girls breath.
the confession that he read In her
voiceless grief, set his heart leapinE.
and again he drew her close into his
arms and turned her face up to his
own.
''Xou-you told me something that
wasn't true-once-bnck there" he
Whispered. "and you promised that you
wouldn't do It agnIn. Why don't You
Nj me everything? You believe thu