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Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1912-02-03
sMAsHEs WINDOW; FINED $40.

Unable to pay a fine Of $40 which
was imposed upon him by Acting
Judge Oehring, Larry johnson, of 81
First street. was this morning sent to
Jail for forty days. He was arrested
by Patrolman Sim, of the First Pre-
cinct. upon complaint of Mrs Marie
Heitzman. a ~saloonkeeper, Of IS Fair
mount avenue.
She told the court that he used abu
sive language to her and threw an ash
can through the saloon window.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1912-02-03
WOMAN COMPLAINANT pAR0LHD.

Antonio Balitzky, Of 1s6 Prince
street. was arraigned before Judge
Hahn In the First Precinct Court tor
day on q complaint made by Mre.
Josie savitxky, OF 1ss I4tvineston stres<
owing to the peculiar Ut
woman, the Judge paroled her until
Monday, and ordered her to bring her
husband with her. In order to learn
more OF the details of the assault.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1912-02-03
ORDERS suRIoL,s PAPERS HELD.

County Physician William Mckenzie
was today notified to hold all papers
found on Antonio Suriol, the wealthy
Peruvian mine owner. who was fatally
injured when crushed between W cars
near New and Broad streets. eleven
days ago. johnson. Galston and Cora,
of 40 Wall street, New York. have been
appointed administrators. They will
claim the body. which is still at HOLES
morgue.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1912-02-03
Princeton Trustees Arrange for Induction of New Head of Uni
versity Before Commencement.
PRINCETON, Feb. 8.

PRINCETON, Feb. 3.
~ TAYLOR PYNE, chairman of the committee of trusteesr recently ap-
IV pointed to make preparations for the Inauguration of John q. Tibben
AIAe is president of Princeton University announces that Saturday, May
Il, had been selected. The other date considered was June Z the Friday be-
fore commencement, which date would seriously conflict with thu graduating
exercises.
The details of the preparation Ire o yet fully decided upon, but various
faculty n alumni commttees have been chosen to taxi UP the matter. Rep
remntahves from all the larger educational institutions in the country will be
invited to attend the ceen onhs.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1912-02-03
Put MOIuSSeS in
Girls

+ NAPTURING a life partner"
Here is a new synonym for a leap year pop" 1t vas used in
the frsts sentence of one OF the letters received in the Evening
o- .~c r -. vo~ cr Cor+as+
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1912-02-03

THE PLACING OF A CANDLE TOO
near a newly-painted pew In the First
Presbyterian Tabernacle, Lafayette and
Tyler streets. yesterday caused a small
fire. The damage was SIS.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1912-02-03

(Like illustration); bound in silk
cloth, beautiful and durable; printed on
superfine paper: containing colored maps
of every state and every country, showing
railroad lines, steamship routes, ETC.; his
tory of the world shown on colored charts;
chronological tables. new descriptive
gazetteer OF the world; forest and recla-
nation service, and population OF all prin-
cipal cities and countries. - Evc.r..
Present six headings of SAC Esa
consecutive dates, and the
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1912-02-03

THE YOUNG MEMS CLUB OF THE
North Reformed Mission rave its third
annual minstrel show and dance last
night at the New Auditorium.
The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1907-1917, 1912-07-11

The latest of the Watson books, is the
volume of Prose Miscellanies. This is col
lection Of the very best of Mr.. Watson's
shorter prose writings, and is beautiful
volume, richly illustrated, and containing the
better known essays such as "The Wine Cur"
"a Tragedy I'm Tree Top," 'SGlimptsees
Behind the Curtain" "a Talk on Literary
Topics" and others The book is now ready
for delivery.
The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1907-1917, 1912-07-11
PAGE TWELVE
Another Fourth of July AT
CraVVfOrdVille.
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CONCLUDED FROM PAGE oNE.)
roller chair. One Of the Chapman's called for
three cheers for one of the greatest statesmen
on earth. The crowd had not been worked
up for this, and the call failed, as it invaria-
bly, does.
Whenever we Southern people feel like
cheering, nobody has to call for 1.-THE cry
ls'spontaneous, like the rebel yell that rends
the air, when the band plays Dixie.
But we had a splendid time over at the
Hall. Aunt Eliza had us a great dinner.
Dora was up and down the stairs, in and out
OF the rooms, seeing to everything.
Mr.. Stephens wheeled himself back and
forth in his invalid's chair
Aleck, his body servant, was assiduous,
attending to every want Of the, old hero.
Occasionally we would cluster about his
chair in his bedroom, listening to him talk.
"A twinge of pain might comfort the pallid
countenance, then he would exclaim: "Gentle-
men, give me the room, please" We would
hastily scatter, the door would be closed
upon us, there would be a softened reference
of sympathy for decline and decrepitude,
and then perhaps we would sit down to
game of whist, or we would go out into the
WIDE cool, breezy passage between the main
body of his house and the library
There we would sit and listen to anecdotes
told us by Col James D. Waddell.
It has always been mystery to me that so
big hearted and big Drained a man as James
ID. Waddell, left no footprints upon the sand
of time
Mr.. Stephens knew how to measure intel
lectual depths, and there was no one whom
he rated higher than he did this modest
gentleman who made no bid for fame.
It was a liberal education to hear that man
talk
Perhaps he was more widely read than Mr..
Stephens himself. Many of the books over
which have fingered very fondly and very
benefcially were mentioned to me for the
first time, by James D. Waddell.
At that time there was school house at
the southeastern corner of the Liberty Hall
lot; this was very near to where DR.. Beasley
lived.
Mr.. Stephens had consented to allow the
young people to have dance in the school
house, that night. [ don't suppose he ever
danced a step in his life, but he naturally
The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1907-1917, 1912-07-11
THE eJEFFERSONEAN

Cdl1Gu OH 1Or oAC0U1poran0OuS addresses.
In the course of one of these, it was sug-
gested that Mr.. Stephens school history Of
the United States be adopted as a text book
in the public schools of Georgia.
Thus the mind of our best beloved states
man would be brought in contact with the
minds of our boys and girls, and he would
be sowing great seed into their fertile brains
Tor endless generations to come
Col. Tom Shackelford, Of Athens most
attractive fellow-supplemente the sugges-
ton with the request that the Daughters of
the Confederacy appoint a committee to
revise Mr.. Stephens history and bring it
down to date
Almost Immediately the two names that
were mentioned to do the work were those
OF Judge Joseph Henry Lumpkin and my
own.
While we were discussing the question of
buying out the copyright property of the
Stephens legatees, Maj. c. E. McGregor
advanced the very valuable idea that the
copyright had expired. This is true.
When Judge Lumpkin and I practically
remake the book, and my friend T. E. Mas
sengale prevails upon the Legislature to
compel its adoption as a textbook in the
public schools, yearly revenue Of several
thousand dollars will be assured to the col
Memorial Association propose to establish in
Crawfordville.
This college is to do on large scale, what
Mr.. Stephens himself used to DO on q small
scale, to-wit: Give poor boys q chance to get
an education, and to repay the expense when
they are able.
You will remember that it was In this way
that Mercer University gave me what little
college education l possess, and has swung
open the doors Of opportunity to SO many
young men who are devotedly attached to
our Alma Mater.
Judge Lurnpkin made the princely dona-
ton Of $1,000 to start off the Stephens col
lege. [ could do no less.
The effect of this was SO happy, that some
of the leading men of Taliaferro County got
together informally, while the speaking was
in progress and pledged the county to $1O,-
900.
At this announcement great enthusiasm
was manifested, and every one felt sure that
the college would materia1ize.
The heroine of the hour was Miss Mary
Gay, Of Decatur, Ga. Dear old soul-every-
body delighted to do her honor. It was per-
fectly beautiful to see how those local ladies,
Mrs. Glenn Moore, Mrs. Jack Beasley, Mrs.
Sibley and so many others showered courte-
sizes and hndnesses upon the good woman
who spent so many years of her life journey
ing all over Georgia to collect her funds for
the Stephens monument
It was worth life Of toll and trouble to
have such a day of sunshine and triumph,
as came to her on this Fourth of July, 1912.
There was not gentleman on the ground
who was not proud to uncover to her, and
who did not feel f1eeting inclination to call
back the days Of chiya1ry, and to drop upon
his knee and place to his lips the hand of
this hOnOred Southern woman
The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1907-1917, 1912-07-11

story. 1t was the room on the southeast, and
the music from the ballroom came up so
very distinctly that it got into my thoughts,
and L could not Sleep That music is
impressed upon my memory as indellibly as
are the features of Mr.. Stephens himself.
The old school house is gone; Mr.. Steph-
ems and old Harry are gone; the musicians
OF that night are gone; those who danced
those happy hours away, are most of them
gone.
When boarded the before day train next
morning, on my return to Thomson, the
lights In the little school house had been put
out. The last buggy had been driven away,
and Liberty Hall itself seemed very desc
late after all the noise and the crowds of the
day before. AS picked my way to the vii
lage depot, with several other guests who
were taking theid departure among them
[ remember the senior partner of the old
firm of Myers Marcus
[ remember as we waited for the train,
this devoted friend of Mr. Stephens
remarked that Mr.. Stephens cared so little
for money, that probably old Harry, the
statesmans negro servant, was better off
than Mr.. Stephens himself.
So you see, when I was invited to be
there was a food of recoAections that poured
over me, and seemed to be living more in
the past, than in the present When stood
up to speak briefly to the people they were
seated beneath the trees that stood around
the little school house where had heard the
fddles and the dancers thirty-four years agot
Saving corners ALL" Change your part
ners !" Balance all !" "First lady on the
right" "Promenade all !" "Seat your part
ner!" partners for the next set p
Where are they who called the dance!
Where are the fingers that made the notes
on those singing violins!
Where are the wrists that drew the nimble
bow?
Where are those light feet which made the
cadence, and kept sleep from my pillow, as
l listened to them, thirty four years ago?
..t As
We went into the room where the Hero
used to dictate to John Graham and to T. X.
Oglesby neither of these gentlemen were
present. we missed them both.
l laugh even now, when I think of how
John Graham undertook to improve a SEN
tence that Mr.. Stephens had dictated. John
said: "Mr. Stephens, don't you think this
word would be an improvement on that?"
The Sage had not employed John to recast
his vocabulary, and the Sages temper, to be
quite frank about it, was just little bit too
quick, SO he fired up Immediately and blessed
John out
Whether T. X. Oglesby ever came in for
similar reprmand, [ do not know.
Yes, we fingered in his old room, every
body speaking in low tones, for the spirit of
the mighty dead was with us.
There were his pictures on the wall; there
was the leonine face of Robert Toombs;
there was the beautiful marble statue on
The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1907-1917, 1912-07-11

Judge Joseph Henry Lumpkin was the
orator of the day, and we will present you
his fine address in full.
After he had paid such beautiful tribute
The Delta independent., 1912-11-08

voice. open the door. 1t is l.
Bess."
Come in." replied the mayor, turn
ing the key.
I'VE fooled him!" she cried, radi-
antly. He couldn't find his prisoner.
Mine Host told him there were but
ten young ladies-and he went away
bewildered-but he's coming back
tomorrow to watch for you"
The man shrugged his shoulders.
"Bess. you scoot out and discover
what Harriet Brooks" consulting his
list,-"would like to have me do to-
morrow and whatever it is we start
at five in the morning"
The girl hurried away.
The mayor seated himself at a
small desk and began to write. He
was still at 1t when Bess returned.
She has discovered an Indian
mound on Glen Island and she wants
you to go with her and open it.
have arranged to have her meet you
at the bathing beach at sun-up."
The mayor scowled. He was not
fond Of grave-digging.
Thank you. Bess." he said finally.
And now II you don't mind. want
to write a WHILE"
Very well. Walter" she consented,
taking up a magazine
For an hour neither spoke. Then
the man laid down his pen and. look
ing at the, sand:
"Bess. want to know where Jackie
Vining keeps that confounded anti
suffrage bill Of NINE"
II refuse to enlighten you," shifted
the girl determinedly.
"Bess, you've got to tell me. I
must get out OF this COMPOUNDED hole.
My campaign opens on the following
Saturday and must be there. I
wouldn't mind serving out my sen.
tence but these outraged natives
have butted in on the game and they'll
have me in jail inside OF week. as
sure as Fate. You wouldn't want me
to lose my election, Bess?" looking
at her with appealing eyes.
walter. 1t is downright mean of you
to even think OF introducing a bill
such as you have prepared. You de
serve to lose-but I'm willing" con
descendingly, ito do what can for you
The bill-your bill-is in the persona !
possession of Judge Vining She-iri
fact, she wears it inside her shirt.
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light. into the circle Of which there
came. at last. three shadows. followed
by unintelligible conversation.
They've found IT," said the mayor,
picking up his oars and turning the
boat toward the hotel.
1t was midnight when the sides OF
the craft rubbed It's sister boats at
M-ae Hosts dock. The mayor and
the girl crept softly up the winding
pathway toward the hotel. Suddenly.
In the moonlight ahead. the form OF
woman appeared advancing to meet
them. The mayor and the girl saw
her simultaneously. He stopped In
stantly with a restraining hand upon
tho girls arm.
"Quick!" he commanded, springing
In front of his companion and turning
her about face. Walk rapidly down
the path to the boathouse."
She complied instantly.
Over his shoulder the mayor saw
the woman hesitate, then follow de.
terminedly through the shimmering
moonlight.
go into the boathouse," directed
Bedight hurriedly. "Wait until I en-
gage her in conversation. Then open
the rear door and run for the hotel.
A-s =. ...tet"
(To be Continued.)
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fully.
up the beach, pausing at the start
long enough to whisper.
"Ill be back. Wait"
The sheriff and his two deputies,
weathering the gale with lowered
eyes, had not seen the mayors fight
In fact, so blinded were their eyes
that they ran almost into the girl and
the boat before they could stop.
Hello" bawled the sheriff You're
from Squirrel Inn. amt ye? Where's
yer beau?" bluntly. We're lookin'
fer him."
Miss Brooks drew her feet back
under her skirt and replied coldly:
One of the best ways to find a
man." witheringly, 'is to go where
he is"
The sheriff's chest shot out i'm
mediately.
Now, look-a-here, young lady,
none of your smartness or we'll take
you along fer accessory before the
act. Understand" clustering.
You are wasting your time try
ing to bully me-" replied the girl. with
out a tremor in her voice. Il am
perfectly harmless and l have told
you all know. The man has gone up
the beach"
Jaw. come on. Sid." broke in a
slender young fellow. turning his back
to the rain What the use Of arguin'
with tn gal! She amt tn one we
had Yesterday"
Without a word the sheriff veered
around the boat and. following the
fast fading trail. set out in haste af-
ter Bedight. Fifteen minutes later
the mayor came up from the opposite
direction.
II am sorry. Miss Brooks" he said.
sorrowfully. but I'm afraid you'll get
wet after all. We've got to get away
from here. l circled around and found
the boat these fellows left. set 1t
adrift with gale blowing 1t across
the lake, but they are not far behind.
We must get under way as soon as
possible"
II don't mind a soaking" replied
the young woman. bravely. "Its the
the lightning that frightens me
and that's about quit"
The man righted the dory hurriedly.
piled in their belongings and set the
boat from the shore with a sturdy
shove. A half mile below, on the
beach. he caught sight of three men
running toward them-and far away
on the wave-whipped lake. tiny dot
of brown could be seen rising and fall
ing as 1t scudded before the wind.
1t was the sheriff's row boat.
Sleeping out of DOORS" said the may
CT, smiling at the woman opposite.
'is very beneficial to the lungs-es-
pecially on an island"
The Delta independent., 1912-11-08
CHAPTER viii.

When the waves are running freely
1t is a stiff pull from Mine Hosts
select little hotel in the Wisconsin
woods to Glen Island. but on perfect
moonlight night. with Just breeze
sufficient to ripple the fair hair Of a
pretty girl opposite. the man at the
oars seldom finds the task arduous.
Nor did Mayor Bedight complain.
The running ripple slapped the prov
of the boat rhythmically and from the
shadows along the approaching shore
of the island the weird hoot OF an owl
proclaimed the witchery Of the night.
With a scarcely perceptible tilt
the boat grounded on the shelving
sandy shore. Bedight sprang out
and pulled the craft further upon its
cushioned anchorage. The girl sat
in the boat. intently watching the
mayor. That gentleman took from
the locker basket well laden. Quick
ly gathering some dry wood, he
stacked 1t over bunch OF tinder-
like weeds, touched u match tc the
pile, set the basket at a safe distance
and pulling revolver from his pocket,
fired in the general direction of the
moon.
Having Unanswered thus peculiarly,
he hastened back to the boat, showed
OF and rowed from the shore a hun.
dred yards. Resting on his oars, he let
the boat toss idly upon the lake. Five,
ten minutes passed. The dry wood
burned brightly. making beacon Of
The Delta independent., 1912-11-08

Where's that white princess OF
yours?" demanded Jackie. "She
wore brown today Well have to
take some tucks in it," going to the
closet and helping herself.
Here, Mabe, get into this, and live
~.
"Oh. not here!" protested Bess Win
tiers, snatching the dress from Miss
Winnings hands.
The judge looked at Bess blankly.
why not?"
"Be-because!" shrilled Bess. I'm
afraid. Slip into your room, that's
at once"
"Oh, who's afraid?" gurgled Mabel,
reaching for the gown.
step into the closet" implored
Miss Winters. Somebody might
come"
"Bess. you're an awful coward"
mathematical the judge, sternly.
The man under the bed heard the
closet door close and waited. There
didn't seem to be anything else to do.
Presently Miss Arney reappeared.
With hysterical laughter the chang
ing Of blackhaired Mabel into a raw
ishing blonde proceeded rapidly.
'There!" exclaimed Miss Vining
triumphantly, "the sheriff will never
know her in the world. Come on.
Mayor Bedight heard the door
close. Rolling from under the bed.
he locked the door and sat down to
await developments. Half an hour
later somebody knocked at the door,
The mayor waited
"Walter!" whispered an excited
The Delta independent., 1912-11-08

! Il was the voice of the game war
den. bawling excitedly from the bank.
For answer, Bedight shaped his hands
like horn and, in mock earnestness,
called back:
I'm on my honeymoon! Every
body's doin' II now"
; 1t was dark when a farmers wagon
stopped block from Squirrel Inn
The mayor and Miss Arney strolled
leisurely to the veranda of the hotel.
Hes perfectly lovely" confided
Mabel to Jackie, blushing rosily.
"Hm!" responded Judge Vining.
with queer little feeling under her
corsage. I'm glad to hear it. The
sheriff is waiting for him in the Of
lfice!"
The Delta independent., 1912-11-08
CHAPTER vi.

In the ONCE, smoking one Of Mine
Hosts best cigars. his dignity out
ragged, sat the sheriff, waiting.
Mayor Bedight walked up the hotel
,stairs, oblivious to his pending fate.
Suddenly q door opened and head
appeared. a blonde head. a piquant
head. head to catch the fancy of
an artist
"shh!" said the owner Of the pretty
profile.
Bedight stopped. looking around eau
ltiously.
"Hurry!" commanded the girl, hold
ing open the door of her room.
His Honor, the Mayor. hesitated for
Q moment-and then, throwing con-
'ventionality to the winds. bolted
through. The girl turned the key in
the lock and faced him accusingly.
well of all the blundering bound
ren! Do you know the sheriff has
been hanging around here all after
noon waiting to arrest you?"
The mayor looked brazenly at the
girl.
II expected as much" he said, care
lessly.
What have you been doing now?"
she demanded, giving him severe
reprimand from two otherwise kindly
hazel eyes.
"oh, chuck the attitude, Bass"
;growied the mayor, disgustedly.
THAT little imp Of Mabel Arney
insisted on riding the black sad
dler. He ran away with her and in
trying to catch the mink, I collided
with q baby carriage and spilled the
baby's milk. That's all. The con.
founded natives are always ready
to arrest a summer resorter, and be.
1ieving the peace and the dignity
of the village had been shattered
they threw US in Jail We broke OUT
sullenly. DO you blame US!
Before she could reply there was
. knock on the door.
The girls face went white.
Tim afraid somebody saw you
come In here!" she whispered.
Nonsense" be breathed. Here
Ill slip under the bed. Go to the
door,"
In twinkling the mayor was safe
ly out Of sight. The girl opened the
door.
"Oh. hello. Jackie" she cried, IN
= relieved voice. Come in"
"Bess, we're in a terrible pickle,
sobbed Miss Vining. THAT horrit
man took Mabel Arney to Lakevills
this morning and got her arrested
The sheriff insists she must be il
the hotel and I've promised to brin,
the entire crowd out on the veranda fo
inspection. Mabel is frightened al
most to death. Bess," dramatically
we've got to dress her so the office
won't know her. Have you switcl
Of that faxen hair of yours? Iv'
got Mae Andrews puffs. They'll
match yours. Wen cover Mabel
black thatch until she looks like al
aIbino. Here she is now" as thu
rustic of skirts proclaimed q new ar
rival.
The mayor lay on his back. facini
tS> =.s..es.
The Delta independent., 1912-11-08

! AS the girl sat facing him the man
could not resist breathing:
7 'If you will permit the liberty, may
i say that you are very pretty jail
bird?"
Prisoners should never be face
tious with their keepers she re-
piled, making a face at him in the
sunlight.
Here, gol darn ye, where We goin'?
I'm lookin' fer you!"
The Delta independent., 1912-11-08

is always more danger on the cars.
Statistics prove"
What's that?" cried the woman.
apprehensively. II heard a voice"
The mayor peered out.
1.-The sheriff." he muttered under
his breath.
Three men were running toward
them on the beach, their heads
down, ducking the rain.
Scrambling from under the boat,
Mayor Bedight set off at top speed
The Delta independent., 1912-11-08

waist to avoid losing It," blushins.
Nov hope you are satisfied-and
you may go. The sheriff has dis
appeared for the night You can
safely occupy your apartment"
You're good sport" said the may
or. patting the girl tenderly on the
cheek-and passed out.
The Delta independent., 1912-11-08
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