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The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-09-24
BATTLE CREEKS
 PRIZE FACTORY

The Community Club of Battle Creek. Mich, has just awarded to the Kellogg Toasted Corn Flake Co.,, of that city, the annual prize for the best in1prov ements made in the grounds surrounding manufa curing buildings in that thriving city. Al though Battle Creek contains several factories which are the largest of their kind in the world 1t is one of the pret- tiest and most charming communities in the country. Lakes abound in the neighborhood and are well populated in summer. Nearly every family in Battle Greek owns its own home, and flat buildings can be counted on the fingers of one hand.
 The Kellogg plant is located we'll out at the eastern limits of the city, in plain view of every train that runs through Battle Creek No attempts have been made to show off at the factory, and railway sidings and cleo. tric lines abound, but there is noth-. have been treated by the company with salt solution, making. them com, pact and ,dustIess in any weather Everywhere between tracks, drive ways and buildings and climbing up the steep walls of the plant are flow CTS, vines, shrub and trees: Almost every kind of attractive plant that thrives well in the bountiful climate of lower Michigan is represented there.
 Visitors are admitted at all times, and accompanied by a guide who shows them every corner and part of the great factory. the buildings of " wIlich cover more than five acres in floor space.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-09-24
Notice

For forty-six years we have been location, corner of Main and John Streets, Bridgeport, Conn. and our Private Bank has been eSta pHshe0 fhere continuously. We have received ana paid out on demand without mo- tice millions of dollars of money de- posffed with us and ,Wes continue to receive money subject to fdepositor's check at sight, on which Sve allow three per cent. per anIun1. crednteu the accounts of individuals, business men. firms and corporations, and all who want O bank accou1t where they can deposit money, checks or drafts, and leave it for one daE,Qnq week, one month or one year. and drawt interest O nit for any time it Is left with us: He give to the business oflHs careful personal attention as the oldest firm If private bankers in this state.
 T.L. WATSON & co.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-09-24
POLITICAL NOTICES
CALL FOR DEMOCRATIC CON GRESSIONAL CONVENTION FOR THE FOURTH CONGRESS
 SIGNAL DISTRICT.

A Dem ocratic Congressional Con- vention for the Fourth CongressionaI district will be held at Bridgeport, on the 27th day of Septem Der, 1912, Ut 11:00 o'clock in the. forenoon, tst Arion Hall, Lincoln Bldg, No. 62 Cans non St-, for the purpose of nornina t- ing the Democratic candidate for Congress from this district, and for the transa ction of any other business that may legally come before said convention.
 COUNTY CONGR RESSIONAL COM
 MlTTEE F.
 By M. A. Kenny Chairman. @
 William J. Beecher, Secretary
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-09-24
TRIAL OF ALLEN
 OUTLAWS OCT. 28

Roanoke, Va, Sept 24-In the tiny court room at fIillsville, in which five men were killed. last March. Sidns Allen and Wesley Edwards. arrested at Des Moines. were arraigned, today Both pleaded not guilty.
 October 2S was the date set by Judge Staples for the trials of both pris oners. He granted a motion of the commonwealth attorney for change of venue to Wytheville.
 Tonight. Allen and Edwards will be returned to the jail here to await their trial at WythevilIe.
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-09-24
NAME SHANGHAI, CHINA,
 FIRM IN SUIT FILED HERE

: For the first time in the history of the superior court residents of Shang- I1ai, China, have been named as par ties in a suit. The firm of Feoron, Daniel & Co., who have a silk busi- ness in the land of chop suey are the defendants in proceedings brought by Paul Gerli & Co. of Greenwich. The plaintiffs claim they bought a quan- tity of raw silk which was represent ed to be Of a certain grade but prov ed to be of inferior quality. They ask for S100O0 damages. The action is re-
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-09-24
James Staples & Co.
 Bankers and Brokers 1s2 State Street Bridgeport, Conn.

FIRE INSURANCE SURETY BONDS REAT, ESTATE Sought and Sold on Commission
 Loans Made on Approved
 City Real Estate SAFE DEPOSIT VAUITS-we re. cedFe deposits subject to check and al- low interest on balances of $500 and over. We will act as Trustees and Administrators of Estates.
 P. L. HOLZER FIT STAPLES
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-09-24
WARNING FOR PROBATE CON MENTION.

A Democratic Probate Convention for the Probate District of Bridge port, consisting Of the towns of Bridgeport, EaStOn, Monroe and Trumbu will be held at Bridgeport, at the Democratic headquarters, in -ro -asa- -v-:--a5, corner of Fair field avenue and Water street, on September 25, 1912, at 10:3O a. m, for the purpose of nominating a cam didate for the office of Judge of Pro bate and for the tranSa cIion of any other business proper to come before said convention.
 JOHN J. MORRISSEY.
 Chairman Probate Committee.
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The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-09-24

ADVERTISE IN THE FARMER
The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-09-24
POLITICIANS ARRESTED
 FOR RIOT IN HAVANA

Havana, Sept. z3.-Several minor politicians were arrested today, for participation ins riot in Havana suburb, last evening, in which one man was killed and six injured, in cIuding two policemen. The fight was between liberals and conserva- tives-
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1912-09-05

the stable she had kept n secret, only
her trimmer. Donovan. sharing II with
her. Myrle'S future father-in-iaw was
at that very moment fighting for the
passage of the anti-betting bill in tho
Albany legislature. His son had been
reared in The strictest fashion. II the
elderly reformer learned that the sister
of his sons finncee was the owner OF
racing stable he would never consent
to the marriage of his son.
The stable was now on n paying basis
and the widow could indulge in the
love of such finery as is dear to the
heart Of every woman.
| Clasping Myrtle in her arms she
kissed her fondly, saying:
1.-The house is simply lovely. my
dear"
! Sanderson and Garrison both seized
a chair for her and placed them side by
side. Each hoped the widow would
favor him with smile and the ac-
ceptance Of the particular piece Of lawn
furniture he had selected.
Mrs. harrington laughed softly at
the apparent rivalry Of the two men
and to show no discrimination took an
other seat
Fred Sanderson was great lover Of
automobiles. The sport for him was
almost mania. Being man Of great
wealth. he could ride his hobby to its
limit. Leaning over Mrs. Barrington's
shoulder, he said. looking at Garrison.
who stood OH the opposite side Of the
chair:
"The ride blackwell. I guess 1t was
bad! Talk about your horses!"
I'm for horses every time," chal-
lenged Garrison.
Turning to Mrs. harrington, Ralph
asked, Which do you prefer?"
From where sit it looks like dead
heat" was her answer.
Undaunted. Garrison returned with
the question:
But, Mrs. Darlington, a country
road in the cool Of summer after
noon and two really good horses-could
anything be better than that?''
Lively chatter held the group. when
Hortense announced to Mrs. Barring
ton:
"A man am come who says he de-
sires to converse about the draperies
for der house at Ailendale."
HE wants to see me. I'm to choose
my own colors. You'll excuse me, won't
you?" begged Myrtle. entering the
house.
Ralph Joined her at the door
Me too. I'm interested In this"
$50 am H. cried Janet.
Mrs. harrington nodded to the young
people and said, Don't decide finally
till I've seen them. will you, dear?'
Take my advice. Have the body
deep red with maroon wheels and have
the bonnet harmonic with the ton
neau," laughed Sanderson.
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forgiven myself for it. and never
shall
Mrs harrington took a step toward
the h"uS" Shall We join the othersT'
she asked
Garrison detained her with a gesture
Net yet. please
Then he paused The widow looked
mcnt be stood rres"ute. Straighten-
Ing NJ. he threw back his shoulders
and hlurted out:
Il love YOU"
Tn" declaration was so sudden and
surprising that Mrs. Harrington lost
her breath.
MI. Garrison" she gasped.
Garrison had gone too far to retreat.
He intended to carry out his proposal.
win or lose. at this very moment.
With emphasis he asserted: Il do.
i"u Know it. Why, I've been waiting
to meet You all my life"
Mrs harrington was pleased and
hattercd. but his impetuosity was 40
unexpected that she had not yet recov-
cred her wits.
please was all she could say.
Taking n firmer mental grip upon
himself, Garrison. holding up his hand
to warn her not to interrupt him. con-
tinucd:
"Tvc cot 70 go through with 1t now.
I mean what said I've been waiting
all my life TO meet you. I knew. as
every man knows, that somewhere In
the world was the womnn-the one
woman-for me. And when ! met you
| l knew that l had found her. What
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wiring fortunes from Mother Earth.
Duffy had vowed vengeance when de-
feated. This was the first time they
had come in conflict in years.
The raucous sound of an automobile
horn broke the peaceful silence OF the
morning
Janet exclaimed:
There come Mrs. Darlington and
Mr. SanderSon.
At this announcement the rest Of the
group Joined Janet at the gate to greet
Mrs. harrington. who. rising in the
tonncau. cried. Good morning. every
body"
Mrs. Darlington was an attractive
woman Just entering the thirties.
Heaven had not only favored her with
good looks. but blessed her as well
with an abundance of sound common
sense. She had faced the loss of her
fortune with equanimity Without n
whimper she had faced the world and
made ends meet for herself and her
little sister without telling any one of
her trials To give her little sister all
that Il girl could desire she ut times
had been compelled to practice the
strictest self denial. The ownership Of
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1912-09-05
Copyright by George II. srs.dhurst.

Their tra-tcteS We're Interrupted
by the entrance of John Garrison. whN
greeted them with cordial Good
morning."
Myrtle arose from her seat Mt the
table and shook his hand heartily
How do you do. Mr. Garrison" was
her frank greeting.
I'm well. thank you.'. he replied.
pleased with the girls evident pleasure
in meeting him. Nolding to the 9th
ers. he continued: Its rather early
for party call l admit. but thought
l would walk over from the house and
and Is Mrs. harrington about:"
Janet smiled without making any
comment, but Myrtle explained. ''She
went for ride with Mr.. Sanderson
this morning in his automobile
with Mr.. SandersOn. ell?" Garrison
mused.
''rhey went to look at-our-new
home" explained Myrtle. who took ur
the chat with Garrison.
BERTHE. his breast swelling with i'm.
portance. arose and, tapping his lee
with his stick. announced. 1--WE got my
eye on n horse want to buy
Are you going in for racing?"
NO, indeed. Don't care for horses
at all. but I'm commissioned by my
brother to buy horse for him to win
the Derby with"
"Rpther modest order. isn't ity'
asked Garrison.
Hope I'll be able to fill it. What dc
you think of that horse Wildfire In
the John Duffy stable:"
The question sobered Garrison, and
he answered earnestly Il think sc
much of her that l intend to buy her
if l can"
"Oh. come. say. WiIdfire is the
horse I'm after" explained BERTHE. cha
grined.
"Then we're both after her. I'm moi
going to make another offer for her
though. until see what she does in the
Ocean stakes tomorrow"
''That was my idea too. l say, you
must have been reading my mind. Do
you think Wildfire will win?"
There's mystery about that Duffy
stable" said Ralph.
Mystery" Garrison looked up with
surprise.
Yes. AS I understand 1t. Duffy has
been about the track for only two
years or so, and the John Duffy stable
was in existence year before he came
on the scene"
Garrison and Duffy had met before.
Tha1- bad foIrpbt oua onothor in tho
west, when both We're struggling to
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SalQ beTlle, your sister 1Or-
6IYUY got to tell you most pc
culiar man came to see you
Il short time ago and said lie would be
back"
You don't mean Mat-Mat Dono-
! vany"
BERTHE smiled at the recollection Of
his encounter with the trainer. THAT'S
it, Donovan"
Sanderson had been trying to per-
suade Garrison TO go for spin in his
automobile in the hope Of converting
the horseman to motoring. Garrison
suddenly declared: IN tell You what
III do. Take Ainsworth out for n spin.
and if You bring him back safely I'll
60"
You're on"
Mrs. harrington listened to the agree
ment with amusement She had faith
Omed Garrison's motive. and she en-
joyed the ease with which Sanderson
fell into the trap. BERTHE had nothing
to say. Sanderson took him by the
arm and led him toward the gate.
Mrs. Darlington and Garrison looked
at each other and laughed.
Il wished to he rid of him." said the
latter. Il haven't known you very
long, Mrs. harrington, but
Il should say you haven't We met
for the first time two weeks ago YES
terday."
Garrison sighed with satisfaction.
1T is worth something to have pref
ty woman recall the day on which she
first met you. You remember the very
day?"
Certainly l do"
'Why:" He was fishing for COM
pliment
Because you upset n demitasse over
my prettiest white gown
Garrison held up his hand with an
apologetic gesture. "Oh. pleasc." he
murmured.
In teasing mood. Mrs Darlington
replied: do you think any woman
would forget that so quickly? 1t was
such pretty dress too. Grape de
chine. with coffee down the 'front.'
Garrison was more upoiogetic than
ever. Don't; please don't! I've never
The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1912-09-05
PROLOGUE OF THE STORY.

John Darlington. stOckbrOker OF
regular habits, dies. His widow finds
included in her meager heritage n rae
Ing stable secretly operated by her
husband during life under the name
John Duffy" Widow" Darlington.
after comforting, with Mat Donovan.
the trainer. decides to secretly con-
tinue ownership Of the stable under
the old name and live near the track.
Her sister. Myrtle, and her tiance,
Ralph Woodhurst. whose father Is op-
posed to the race track. are interrupt
ed in their lovemaking by Janet Stir
ling, who annoys Ralph by referring to
him as Il model young man. Donovan
arrives in quest Of Mrs. harrington.
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"She's Got to Win!"

4~0ONOVAN raised fist that
IID suggested the head Of sledge-
@ hammer and In voice
trembling with anger said.
Just you say the word, and with this
I'll place a new bunch Of villages all
over his map"
Mrs. harrington pleaded: "No. Don
ovan, no. Please don't quarrel with
him. l must suffer his insults. It's
part of my inheritance with the
horses
Gee, I'd like to pass that guy one
punch that would land him IN Dope
vile proper. But don't you worry. 1
got his number. A lot Of people think
he owns the horses. He swells up and
halfway believes It himself. And I
never denies it. Let him stall for us.
He can't do us any harm. And, say,
If he tries to get fresh with you I'll
Just coax him ont in one Of those lone
some lots over yonder and hand him
one busy wallop."
Mrs. Darlington laid her hands af-
fectionately on his shoulders.
you've stood by me honestly and
faithfully. Donovan, and appreciate
it. But l can't stand the strain. II
Wildfire pushes her nose first under
the wire tomorrow
"Yesy interrupted Donovan.
Mrs. harrington dropped her hands
with great sigh.
~ shall sell out"
"sel out! Sell the stahe?" cried
Donovan.
Exactly
Don't do it. ma'am. Wildhre is the
finest horse that
Il must do it. shall do it. will
do it,
The trainer slapped his hands with
an air of tinality They're sold"" he
cried.
ut is the very thing I've been work
ing and waiting for all the time. I
didn't keep the stable because want
ed to keep it, Instead Of my husband
leaving me well OFT. as every one i'm
ngned, found al, his money had been
lost and that in place of n conforta BILE
fortune to support my sister and my
self was left string o. race horses.
\ string Of race horses left 10 ,nc-to
me. who hardly knew the difference
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does u man work and toll and slave
for but for a woman? And money
what is it good for but to spend on the
woman-the one woman? Why, I'd
rather be the poorest miner in Alaska
and know l had chance of winning
you than he as rich as Rockefeller and
know I'd lost you"
Garrison paused for breath. Mrs.
harrington had been so overcome that
she had sunk into a chair while he was
talking.
mfr. Garrison. r. she began, but
was interrupted again by Garrison.
Just a second, please. Let me catch
n breath. This is the biggest minute
that ever has or ever will come into
my life. l thought nothing would ever
equal the time when stood with the
fuse in my hand waiting to touch Off
the blast which was to show me
whether was pauper or a million
aire. but that For the first time he
smiled well. that was piking COM
pared to this"
A faint flush had crept into Mrs.
BJrrington's checks. She could not
look at him, fearing that she might be-
tray her own feelings. "Yes, know"
she murmured softly Then, losing
her poise. she ratified on: THAT isl
felt it was so. but II didn't think you
would speak so soon. And-I am not
quite prepared
Garrison tried to take her hand, but
she avoided it. Eagerly he spoke: But
yoL don't refuse me? have-a
chance?"
Vaguely at first. hut ending the SEN
tence with decision. Mrs. harrington
replied, "Yes - yes -I-I-t think you
have chance"
BY this time he was successful in
srasping her hand. Dear" he began,
but she arose quickly and withdrew
her hand from his.
You grasp your chances very quick
ly. don't you:'
Why not? What woman ever really
loved coward?' Then. pausing for a
moment. he returned to his first Ques-
ton. when will you let ME know"
AS soon as I am sure"
Eagerly he exclaimed: make it as
soon as you can. please Waiting is
like
He never finished his description Of
what lie considered similar to waiting.
as Snnderson and Bertie at that mo-
mcnt swept up TO the gate in the auto.
With the height of good spirits, San
derson. standing at the wheel. cried:
Here we are. He's had the time Of
his life. haven't you?"
BERTHE fell rather than stepped out
of the tonncau. In his ride he had even
forgotten that he had lost his monocle.
AS he haStened toward Mrs. Barring
ton he polished his stick with his hand
ksrchief
i've had the fright of my life." he
cried.
THAT was very short five min
utcs," exclaimed Garrison.
lit is quite long enough for me,
thank you" Rertie answered rs he
turned to Garrison and added. Now
you 60.
With n purrin: whir the machine
with Sanderson and Garrison disap-
peared down the road in cloud OF
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terrupted by the return of the girls
from the house. accompanied by BERTHE
Answorth. BERTHE was talking rs he
crossed the lawn. BERTHE talked Il
great deal. Underneath his seeming
denseneSS was a vein of shrewdness.
He was always in good humor.
Pine morning! | say. when one
bridges until / in the morning one
doesn't feel like getting up before
At this point he first srAed Donovan.
beg pardon" he chattered Didn't
know there We're tradespeople here"
Donovan bristled up like Il puppy at
the sight of a wandering cat.
Behave! Behave. amt no trades
people. Don't pull nothin' like that on
me. because when go up against the
foreign element I'm cold PROPOSE
ton
Myrtle sought to pour oil on the
troubled waters by telling BERTHE.
This man came to see my sister"
BERTHE looked Donovan over very
carefully. What conclusion he reach
ed was not expressed. as all he replied
was:
"Ah. Really"
Yes. really" mocked Donovan. who
had caught to a nicely the accent Of
the budding sprout of English nobility.
Really" gasped BERTHE. who was
unaccustomed to being answered back
Grinning at BERTHE in the most ag-
gravatinS fashion. Donovan turned to
Myrtle. saying:
AS the lady amt on the premises
and since a certain party cut in. has
10 desire to linger That's lead pipe
cinch. Sec"'
Lead pipe-really" repeated BERTHE.
"Yes. really. And it goes is it lays"
Fancy" answered Rertie.
Yes. really"
Tapping Donovan on the shoulder
with his light stick. Bcrtie in:eriected: ::
Il said fancy. think rather
caught you that time. old chap"
by golly. You're cut up" laugh
Ell Donovan before turning to Myrtle
to say. "Will YOU tell Mrs Darlington
when she comes back to the stable
"Stable:" interrupted Myrtle.
Il mean when she gets back home
hand her the information that Mr.
Donovan called and will call later"
"Certainly." replied the girl.
8 "Much obliged. Good morning. Ia
dies" BowinS deliberately to Bcrte.
he continues: ''rradespeople. huh?
Say. Lord Blitherin.ham. don't mind
with me-"
Really" was Bertie's only com
mcnt.
Donovan passed through the gate
and down the road without looking
back. His shoulders shook with sup
pressed mcrriment Mt the thought OF
his meeting with BERTHE and his own
rcpartec.
What an extraordinary person."
exclaimed bertie.
"Who is he Ralph:" asked Myrtle.
His name is Donovan. That's
about all I know Of him"
HE seemed to know YOU" Myrtle
replied
Lots of people around here know
me. This has been my summer home
ever since was born. remember"
For Il moment the four young people
were alone--that is. they could pair
off without the presence of Il third
party to make a crowd.
To begin the small talk Rcrtie made
the comment:
What a ripping party we had last
night. Don't You think sn:"
81 liked that automobile chap San
flersOn jmmenscly'
..FIe is nice man. chimed in Myr-
tie.
speaking of nice men. what's the
matter with John Garrison:"
Nothing that | can see" agreed
Janet. He was born and educated in
the east. but mining lured him west
soon after he got out OF college. He
struggled along for several years in all
sorts of camps. then struck it rich and
came back to enjoy his money in n
civilized community"
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phoid's got him, and hs ean'l 1nafs
what had come 10 ~ ~ absal
What have you donsr
i've got Chappy Raster" Ma DaR-
rinston informed him.
"Chappy Rasbsr! Hss F8dtng q
Long Beach. aiu't her"
"Yes. but there ID no big staks thsFo
TIL Saturday" MrA Darlington sx-
plained. His employer = q grssa
friend Of mine, 20 I talked with him
over the long distance last night, and
he agreed to let Chappy ride Wildnrs
as a personal favor to me. Hes to r.
port to you today"
"Chappy's a peach Jock, but he ain't
got no quick head on him. He falls
for an argument too sudden" said
Donovan.
The discussion has become so tense
and interesting that they had failed to
hear the approach OF visitor.
Donovan looked over her shoulder at
n scrupulously dressed little man who
drew near. His amazement was not
to be concealed. The caller adjusted
his nose glasses to get a better view
of the odd person with whom he found
the pretty Mrs. Darlington in earnest
conversation.
Il am not intruding. l hope he
began.
Mrs. Barrn -ton turned with start
of surprise. She recognized her neigh
Dor. Dr. Woodhurst, author of the
anti-bctting bill, race track reformer
and village statcslnar.
rro he eop&inuas.1