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which was soiling 1t. he tore 1t from the
limp. unresisting shoulders. and rubbed
1t In the dirt to obliterate the stain. He
cursed when he saw that a bullet had
torn In II two jagged. tell-tale holes.
He glanced at the ndian moccasins,
then, STOPPING. ripped one Off. He ex-
amincd 1t with interest. 1t was a Cree
moccasin. The Indian was far from
home. lie examined the centre seam:
yes. II was sewed with deer-sinew.
The Crees can tan to beat the world
he muttered. but l hates the shape OF
the Cree moccasln. The Piegans make
better" lie tossed II from him con-
temptuously and picked up the shotgun.
mo good" He threw 1t down ana
Strengthened the Indians head with the
toe Of his boot. X desp!ses to lie
cramped up myself"
Returning to his horse he removed his
saddle and folded the Indians blanket
inside OF his own. Then he recinched
his saddle n turned his horses head
to the southeast. where the fun blood
the woman, the fat woman-lived In a
log cabin by running water"
He glanced over mis- shoulder as he
spurred his horse to n gallon.
I'm q killer. me-Smith." he said and
grinned.
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meeting with the last person to whom
he had spoken within t~wenty-four
hours.
He closed one eye and looked up at the
sun. Yes, Il was just about the same
time yesterday that q dude from the
English ranch. a dude In knee breeches
and shiny-topped riding boots. had gal
Hoped confidently toward him. lie had
dls;nounted Inc pretended to be clnch-
ing his saddle. When the DUDE was close
enough Smith had thrown down on him
with his gun.
"Feller," he had said. 1T guess I'll
have to trade horses with YOU. And fall
of quick. for I'm in a kind OF a hurry"
The grin widened as he thought OF the
dudes surprised eyes and the dudes
face as he dropped out Of the saddle
without a word. Smith had stood his
victim with his hands above his vi
while he pulled the saddle from mis-
horse and threw II upon his own. The
dude rode q saddle with a double cinch.
and the fact had awakened in the west
erner a kind OF interest. lie had even
felt a certain friendliness for the man
he was robbing.
"rAler," no had asked. do you come
from the Manana country"
From Chepstow, Monmouth County.
Wales" the dude had replied. in a shak-
ing voice.
where did you get that double-rigged
saddle. them"
Texas"
The answer had pleased Smith.
"You amt losin' none on this DEAL"
re had then volunteered. This horse
that you just traded for Is q locker when
he ID rested. and he can run like hell.
You can 60 our pile on him. Just burn
out that Lazy s brand and run on your
own You can hold him easy. then. l
like q Teller that rides a double.risged
saddle In a single.rigged country. Slong,
and keep your hands up till I'm out Of
range"
THANK YOU" the dude had replied
feebly.
When Smith had ridden for half a
milo he had turned to look behind him.
The dude was still standing with hts
hands high above his head.
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The Romance of a bad Man," Frontier
Heroine, ~Cowpunchers, Indians and
the Queer Chap From the East"

NO chanst Of 1t. These buxsard-
heads has drawed every poun' they kin
pull. But l has some reason to believe
that n you don't hist your hoofs out'n
that mud-hole. youll bog down. Your.
up to your pant-lsg now. onct 1
knowed'-
The little man threw out his hand
In n restraining gesture. and Tubbs.
foiled again. closed his lips and
watched his employer stand back on
one leg while he pulled the other out
of the mud with a long. sucking
sound.
What for an OUTFIT X that. any
howr" unused Smith. watching the pro-
ceedings with some interest. Tie
looks like one OF them bus-hunters.
He's got a pair OF shoulders on him
like q drink Of water. and his lees look
like the runnin'-Eesrs Of . katydid."
So intentiy were they all engaged In
watching tho mans struggles hat no
one observed tho girl on q galloping
horse until she was almost upon them.
She sat her sturdy. spirited pony like a
cowboy. She was about sixteen. with a
suggestion Of bo~yishness In her appear
ance. Her brown hair. worn In a single
braid, was bicached to a lighter shade
on ton, 40 II she rode always with barred
head. Her eyes were gray. In curious
contrast to a tawny skin. She was Sigh,
20 scrawniness. and. one might have
thought. insufnciently clad for the time
OF year.
"Bossed down. pardner?" she inquired
IN a friendly voice. as she rodo up be-
hind and drew rein. rive been In that
soap-hois myself. Here. kctch to my
pommei and I'll snake you out"
Smiling obviously. he gripped the POM
mel. The pony had sunk to Its knees.
and as II lcaped to free Itself the little
mans legs fairly snapped In the air.
II thank YOU. Miss" he said. remov-
ing his plaid travelling cap as he
dropped on solid ground. Tha was
really quite an adventure"
This mud Is like grease said the
girl.
.'Onct I knowed some mud began
tho driver. but the little man. ignoring
him. said:
We are In a dilemma. Miss. Our
horses seem unable to pull our wagon
up the hill. Night Is almost upon us.
and our next camping spot is several
miles beyond"
This IL the worst grade In the coun-
| try replied tho girl. "A team that can
haul n losd up here can 20 n where.
What's the matter with that fellow w
thcre1 Why don't he help?"-pointlng to
Smith.
He has made no offer Of assistance"
He must be sone Scissor-Bil from
Missouri. They all act like that when
they irst coine out"
"Onct sone Missourians knowed"
Oscar Tubbs. II you attempt to re.
late another "reminiscences while In ny
employ. I shan max u deduction from
your wages 1 warn you'll warn you
In the presence OF this witness. .iy
over wrought nerves ~ endure nd
more. Between your INCAPABLE Englis ,
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Il wonder II hos there yet?" The
man on horseback grfnned.
He reached in the pocket of his mack
NAV coat n took out q handful Of
sugar.
You can travel longer on Il nor any
thing" he muttered.
! He congratulated himself that he had
filled his pocket from the booze clerks
sugar bowl before the mix came. The
act was Characteristic Of him, as was
the forethousht which had sent him to
the door TO pick the best saddle horse
at the hitching post before the lead be-
gan to fly.
The man suddenly realized that the
mist In the east was denser, and spread
ing. lie jabbed the spurs into his horse
and s It the faded animal sliding on
its fetlocks down the steep and rocky
trail that led into the dry bed Of n
creek which in the spring flowed bank
l..gh. In the bottom he pulled his horse
to its launches n leaned from his
saddle to loo. at a footi ut In a little
patch OF smooth sand no larger than
his two hands. The print had been
made by a moccasined foot, and re-
Gently; otherwise the wind would have
wiped : out.
He threw his leg over the cantle OF
the saGjle and stepped softly to the
bIouIRNs pEOPpih6 Nv ClnS Nv oohCu
up and down the gulch. Then he drew
his rifle from the scabbard and hogan
to hunt ,fQr, yiore tracks. As he
| searched. his movements were no longer
| those OF a white man. His pantomime.
st-,,ny. cautious. was the pantomime
OF the Indian. He crept up the gulch
to a point where It turned sharply. His
stealth became the stealth Of the coyote.
In SPITE Of the leather soles and exag.
gerated high heels of the boots he wore
his movements were absolutely noise.
less.
An Indian OF middle age. in blue
! overalls. moccasins, a limp felt hat
| coming far down over his braided hair,
q gaily striped blanket drawn about
| his shoulders. stood In an attitude Of
listening. carelessly holding a cheap.
single-barrelled shotgun. He had heard
the horse sliding down the trail and
was waiting for 1t to appcar on the
bench above.
The stranger took in the details OF
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also DO Mr. Jars grim. implacable
employer.
But at night time he was only a hus
band. even as Mr.. Jarr. and must take
his place as such.
After q nerve-rackinG, heart-dilating
progress around street cars and In be-
tween other scurrying and hurrytns
motor cars and taxicabs. during which
Mr.. Jarr hoped something would hap
pen-not serious. you know. but Just to
break his boss's legs. or some little
thing like that-the luxurious Limousine
drew up at tho portals OF the gslded
restaurant cabaret.
Here the merry party entered wifi
, coat boys, hat boys. glove boys and
cane boys descending down upo Mr.
Jarr and his boss, and ladies' maids. ha'
maids. wrap maids. fur maids descend
ing upon Mrs. Jarr and Mrs. Mudridge'
Smith. and despoiling them Of all the.'
outside apparel.
Pipe de cray even!n' sult!' whispered
one boy brigand to another. indicating
Mr.. Jars breaktas. food. dust-storr
clothes. 'Chee, dat's a new one"'
Old man Smith was too deaf to hea'
what was whispered and too feeble e
fight of tho courtroom brigands. The,
got his overcoat. his hat. his cane. hi
mufher ane his gloves from him. bu'
left no visible bruises.
He had a cold, no was tired and tot
tering. his poor old lungs were Nile,
with the uneooked breakfast food tina
Mr.. Jarr had permitted TO blow from hi:
coat as they stood In til" ~draughty hall
way of the restaurant, and that he hat
let blow on his beloved employer in thu
wind-swept street In front OF the thea
tire as they waited for the motor car.
Mrs. Jarr and Mrs, Mudridge-Smltl
appeared finally from the ladies' dress
ing room, touched up DIth a little more
color by the lady brigands.
The head waiter met them at the res,
taurant portals and greeted Mr.. Smith
effusively. But he cast a glance Of soui
disapproval upon Mr., Jarr.
Table Number Six" said the head
waiter.
Mrs. Mudridge-Sm.th gave a gasp.
There's Jack s.lver!" she whispered
clutching Mrs Jsrr's arm. Take me
home"
so saying. she recovered. tottersd a
little. then smiled and told tho head
waiter 70 put them at . table near. the
handsome young man With the merry
party near the window ovar there.
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death IN the breaking o. the Ice bridge
at Niagara Falls, As stated by an eye
witness. For simple dignity. self-sac-
r!nce and bravery In face Of horrible
death tho story IL unrvallcd. Yet they
showed the highest courage. self-forget-
fulness and calm"
And In tho comment OF the editorial.
Such stories are good to read. They
restore ones pride In the ordinary man.
There apparently was no thought or
himself. lie raised the woman to her
feet. kissed her and clasped her In his
arms, So they went to their death"
What a comparison OF four deaths
The only affinity pact that ever
PROVED It's worth was that sanctioned
by law and order. Convention sounds
Ike "A hard name. and We sometimes
QUARREL with is concept.
Rules are made for the majority. not
FOR the INDIVIDUAL" II Is well.
Tho people who think they can create
a world OF THEIR OWN and live happy
ever after are misguided souls and such
examples az the f~oresoing mus, needs
enter into the thinking beings and cre-
ate d corresponding Impression OF fail
ure which inevitably comes,
One Is born into a world that MAKES
| these rules and regulations. and there
fore tho forming Of ones owl DEGREES
and doctrines may last-for a little
whlle. But eventually the tine comes
| when each OF us wants the APPROVAL,
the goodwill OF those about us-oTHER
than that created In our immediate
little circle.
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and your ~inopportunc "reminiscences I
am a nervous wreck" The little mans
voice ended on high G.
A right. Doc. suit yourself" replied
Tnbbs. temporarily subdued.
And In heavens name I entreat
implore. do not call ne 'Doc'!"
Sorry ! spoke. Cap"
The little man threw I'd both hands IN
evaporation.
SAY Mister" said the girl curtiy 90
Tubbs. III you'Il take that hundred and
seventy pounds Of yourn OF the wagon
and get some rocks and block the
wheels, / guess my cayus can help
some" As she spoke. she began un-
colling the rawhide rlata which was tlsS
to her saddle.
II appreciate the kindness of your
Intentions. Miss. but I cannot permit
you to put yourself In peril" The little
with troubled eyes.
peril at all. IT'S easy. croppy
can pull like the devil. Wait TIL you
see him lay down on the rope. That
zap up there at the top Of the hill Gould
have done this for you long ago Hoe,
windy"-addrcssing rubbs-''tie this
rope to the X. and make Q knot that
will hold"
Tho girls words and name Ia
spired confidence. Interest and relief
were In the face OF the little man
standing at the side OF the road.
Now. windy. hand me the ropA
I'll take three turns around my Sod.
die-horn. and when I say Co. you 80
that your team get down In their ool-
lars"
shes a game kid. all right" said
Smith to himself at the top of the hall.
When the sorrel pony at the head Of
the team felt the rope grow taut on
the saddle horn. II lay down 10 Its
! work. The grit and muscle OF . dosen
, horses seemed concentrated In the 1T
tie cayuse. II pulled until every vein
and cord In It's body appeared to stand
out beneath It's skin. 1t lay down on
the rope until Its chest almost touched
the ground.
There was a iook OF de~terndnstion
that was almost human In Its bs18ht.
excited eyes as It strained and strus-
gled on the slippery hillside with no
word of rging from tho girl. She was
standing In one stlrrup. n hand on
the cantlc, the other on tho pommsl.
watching everything with Keen sye
She issued orders to Tubbs like q sen-
eral, telling him when to block the
wheels, when to urge the exhausted
team to greater efforts. when 10 relax
Nothing escaped her. She and the little
sorrel knew their work.
As che man at the roadside watched
tho gallant little brute struggle. liter
ally inch by inch. up the terrible grade
he felt himself choking with excitement
and making inarticulatc pounds. At
last the rear wheels OF the aSo
Iurched over the hill and stood IN Level
ground. while the Horses with spread
Ing legs and heavlng sides. gsspsd tor
breath.
(To BE Cvntinued.)
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The Man and Woman
Who Are Worth While

~ Ns"s ~" ~ ~
Annuity is a beautiful name. but one
much abused.
The little OF the east side
who. ~perchance. unloviag or unlovsd.
yet keeps the network Of q family to-
sether and goes on. ON. regardless.
rises to heights OF bravery and bignsss
which In turn give her a sense Of sat.s-
faction that no so-called breaking away
In the consideration OF self ONLY could
possibly bring.
II for any reason the yoke Is too bind.
ing M living loses its joyous aspect
there Is REMEDY at hand-an honor.
able remedy. Whether our marriage o.
. divorce laws are right or not are the
problems that vii DC settled In tho
future.
But at my rate. there are ways and
means by which things may be AID
JUSTED without creating individual
crecds that MUST die In The faco Of the
worlds decision.
Mrs. urundy may be a hard Did won-
an, but at least she saves many a sp.rl.
from worse than that which that spirit
IL undergoing. The great mistake les
Ia the too hurried passing Of tho STOI'
-LOOk-llSTEN sign. Given a BIT o.
proyocatlon and the thing Is done.
| Infatuat!on Is mistaken for thu
EVERLASTING thing. which Is very
rarely everlasting. but rather Is effsr.
vescing.
One can almost count the number Of
weird OF heir = own people remaining
happy. And the pathetic part OF II 1,
that they do not lnIure themlc!vss
ALONE.
There are always husbands. mothers
and fathers 10 suffer In the wake o.
their actions.
In direct contrast is the beauty OF the
husband and wifo who would die for
each Other aud sho their noble att.-
tude ot SACRIFICE at the most crucial
moments,
Satisfaction may bring the greatest
JOY, but there is also some compensa-
ton in the feeling OF GIVING UP self
satisfaction to save the sacrifice OF sew.
eral.
We may often think that things loom
up rather cloudy, yet on the other
hand things might 90 much wo-ss. a.
In the mistake which was only realized
when tho saddest words had to DO
chronicled-too late. All OF which should
DO a reelection. an Inspiration. SO that
hs who hesitates shall not be LOST In
the long run.
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tended. and st!ll the driver. loud
inouthed and vacuously profane. dashed
them mercilcssly with tho singing
thongs Of his leather whip. Smith. from
III" top Of the hill. watched him with a
sheer on his face.
He drives like a Nj ;ourtan." no NUT.
tered.
He could have helped the troubled
driver. knowing perfectly well what ia
do. but 1t would have entailed an EFFORT
which he did not care to make. 1t wal
nothing to him whether the roundup
wagon got up the hill that night-oi
never.
Smith thought the driver was alone
until he began to back the team to rush
, the hill oncc more. Then he heard angry
EXPLANATIONS coming from tho G q OF
tho -wagon-excla nations which sounded
not unlike tho buzzing OF an enraged
bumble-bee. He stretched his neck and
saw that which suggested an overgrown
hoop-snale rolling down the hill. At
the bottom a little mud-coated man
stood up. The part Of his face that was
visible above his beard was pale with
anger. Iiis brown eyes CLEANED behind
mud-splashed spectacics.
Oscar Tubbs." no demanded. why
did you not tell me hat you were about
70 back the wagon?"
Il would have did It II I had knowed
myself that the team were goin' 10
back" replied Tubbs IN the conciliatory
tone OF one who addresses the man who
pays him his wages.
The man In spectacies groaned, "Three
!nexcusable errors In one sentcnce. "Os-
car TuDbs. you are hopeless"
Yep" replied that person r~esignediy,
nobody never could learn me nothln'.
Onct knowed"-
stop, We rave no time for a remit
nlscencc. Have you any reason to boz
lieve that wo can get up this hill to-
niRht?"
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THE HRRS TRAVEL
IN SWIFT COMPANY

x.tsr- - >f-A Ia, u.aa AtaF
n "."' :. .h.,r
~ Mr. and Mrs. 1arr' Win '"e.
hosts. MTs' -"
her husband VINO was pam "r'' VI
1apex smith uor MS wiies hSpnen We
IN MS wiies nsihe' $1,000 az ''o po'.a
y. .ho ."e..'s
Of the smiths luxurious "oto1 car
- o"AA VIM s"ep' =
VINO . oeen p'""" tu' ,. u"'ooNo.
IesA.ae. 49, - -.
ses' curing INC sredt -
49, $780,. No.
othess c"ers,ns '.o.n "mo -nNs.
cause the oo1o ~."us VI NN -.
p'o"'1s '"s -
tease" ..o'" '"s
AZURE OF 'hoes VIM p~sseu W ''o ~
hi"'
It's al r'snt 70 nsse 'oul wv" %.
~ '~.e wv " Az" $500 s,vro,
YOU IN answer u Nv "e"Ai"e 90
over rhe thea're poI.A''' nu' 49,,
ana oi''er' eVon " Wv. ~ ~.
'"est wat :" - "N %~s.n.a ,ho
'"o'oI ea' '"a' . -.- a..
chauHeuT anu INC "'o'o, 800. ~
IN q CORNER s'h.'"'n .""~s ~
no 'aea t"at '"e '"o" w"
soon.
Hppriseu y, ~ 60, no,
rusn 10 ."e,I "a'o a. a,
ovs' anu '"e" " ,u.r,,ou.
me cAIr.use n,,.nHa,, 70 nasn
ar. o"" S
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the case. THE
wages OF sin Is
death - and more.
It's a d e on
earth" - which
brings us to tile
everlasting call of
'~nfatuatlon h "A {
eventually u =
i've SO 5 with
NOT a 81 ! q
thought.
AZ the time II
was also told how
a h u y b a n d and
wife went to their
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Interesting Facts from Eve rywhere

A student who has made good as a
scholar as We'll as an athlete Is L, j,
Baker 0f Kings College. Cambridge.
England. who recently won the Whe-
well scholarship for international law.
u was his victory In the mile race last
summer that helped Oxford and Cam
bridge 10 triumph over Harvard and
Yale IN thc intercollegiate contest.
Ths yNyld's lsygoSt dry.Aock hAs baer
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mousse was quite as likely to be TO the
right as to the left; there was no way
Of telling. White he hesltatcd his horse
lifted its ears. Smith also thought he
heard voices. Swinging his horse to the
right. he rode to the edge OF the bench
where the road made a steep and sudden
drop.
At the bottom of the hill he saw a
driver on the spring seat OF n roundup
wagon urging " lean nccked m mar
row chested horses up the hill. They
were smooth shod. and. the weight Of
the wagon being out of all proportion to
their strength. they fell often IN thei-
futile struggles. At the side OF the
road near tho top of the hlll the water
oozed from an alkali spring. which kept
the road perpetually muddy. The horses
were str.in!ng every nerve and muscle.
their eyes bulging aud n~ostrlls dis
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CHAPTER II.
On the Alkali Hill.

ID e s: 6: 6: , 4. !; !: 4: 9: i: e: !: :: F.: 4: : : :: e: &; :: s:
- COubtfully. The woman's
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BY Sophie Irene Loeb.

A MOTHER tragedy was recently
~ chrontcled. And In the words OF
4 one OF the actors, tho woman In
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sase-brush. and. hen to the West and North the spur Of the Rockies
Whose Jagged peaks were white with a fresh fall Of snow. The wind was chill
He shivered. nd looked to the eastward For the last few hours he had felt
creeping toward him.
For the thousandth time he wondered where he was. lie knew vaguely that
he was over the hne"-that Montana as behind hnn-but h "a ding an
unfamiliar range, m the peaks and hills which arc the Eude-b GARD of the
Vest meant nothing to him. s. lar as h knew. he wal tho only human being
within a hundred niles. His lips drew back in a halfRrin m exposed a row Of
upper teth unusually white and slghty protrudins He xaa thnking o, tha
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Biggest Cowboy Story
Since THE Virginian"
A Tale of the Big Outdoors Third and
Best of The Evening Worlds Great
Series of Western Novels. " " "
1t. 1911. by J. q. Lippincott Compan
CHAPTER /.
"Me-Smith."

into a gulch. and looked behind him. Nothing a in sight
He half closed his eyes and searched the horizon. No. there wa
nothing Just the same old sand and sage-brush. hills nor sand ant
= sage brush, n then to the West and North the ID Of the Rockies
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Copyright, 1912, by The Press Publishing Co.
Tine New York World.
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The v Psld's largest dry.Aock has been
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pany, when he left the Carpathia went
to the office Of the general agent on the
pier. There he received the newspaper
representatives and, after a few pre-
liminary remarks, gave out a type.
written statement in which he said
that he was in the last starboard col
lapsible lifeboat when he left the ship.
He stated that he did not know what
speed the Titanic was going at when
h struck the iceberg, but the collision
was one OF a glancing blow, and on
Monday morning, between 10 and II
o'clock, he claims to have sent a wire.
less message. In his statement Mr.. Is.
may said:
in the presence and under the shad.
ow OF a catastrophe so overwhelming.
my feelings are too deep for expires.
sion in words. l a only say that the
White Star line. its officers and en-
ployees. will do everything humanity
possible to alleviate the sufferings and
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for this overconfidence. The boats
were undermined. My husband help,
ed to row q lifeboat. Captain Smit,,
stuck to the bridge like Il hero. TIE
behavior of the entire crew was per
feet. 1t vas a most beautiful night.
The vessel was surrounded by ice
bergs. Some of the passengers we're
on the deck of the great liner. enjoy
ing the strange and beautiful scene.
when the crash came"
Went Down, but Was Saved.
Colonel Archibald Oracle. U. s. A., the
last mar saved, went down with the
vessel, but was picked up. Colonel Ora
Gle told a remarkable story of personal
hardship and denied emphatically the
reports that there had been any panic
on board. He praised in the highest
terms the behavior Of both the pas
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panic at first, as all believed that there
were plenty Of lifeboats to go around
Mrs. Astor Could Not Talk.
Pale, trembling, and apparently i'll,
Mrs. John jacob Aston was Que of the
first survivors Of the wreck to Yass
down the Carpathia's gangplank. She
stepped from the Carpathia wearing 6
long black astrakhan coat. a small!
toque covered by n blue chiffon veil,
and at her throat reposed Il large dia.
mond and pearl sunburst.
Mrs. Astcr was completely broken
down by the narrowing experience she
had passed through, and the loss of
her husband. and when asked to saw
something cried in heartbroken tones:
II can't! can't! am unspeak-
ably Ill"
Mrs. Astor's mental suffering was
terrible. though physically she was not
much harmed, Physicians gave or.