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The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1913-05-24
REV. HENRY LAMB
is PRESIDENT
West Brattleboro Man to Lead Sun
day School Workers of County
Successful Convention.

BELLOWS FALLS, May 24.-The
10th annual conventions OF the Wind
ham county Sunday school association
was held here yesterday with delegates
present from "a Of the So Sunday
schools IN the county and with a large
number Of persons attending who were
not delegates. Three sessions were
held in the Congregational church and
dinner and supper We're served in the
Baptist church.
Rev. J. w Chesbro of Bellows Falls
had charge of the devotional service
in the morning session, when w NJ,
Wright of White River Junction ten
dered greetings from Windsor county
and Hamilton s. Conant of Boston,
general secretary of the Massachusetts
Sunday school association, gave an adj
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1913-05-24
~S ~~----
MRS. MARY McGOVERN.
st. Johnsbury Woman Was Sister of
Dr.. E. R. Lynch of This Town.

Mrs Mary Lyneh) McGovern, 50,
wife of Charles MeGovern, died late
Wednesday night at her home in St.
,Tohnsbury after long illness with
cancer She was the only sister of DIR.
f. r. Lynch Of this town. She was
born in Wheelock. a daughter Of John
and Mary Geronimo Lynch. She at
tended school in Boston, and lived in
St. Johnsbury during her married
life. She possessed rarely pleasing
characteristics, and leaves a wide cir
Gle of friends. Besides her husband
she leaves two daughters. Mary, s,
and Ruth, 8, and three brothers, DIR.
f. r. Lynch of Brattleboro, Rev.
Father John Lynch of Pittsford and
Capt. William Lynch Of Boston The
funeral was held today. DR.. Lynch
left last night to be present at the
service.
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1913-05-24
Indead. Who Would 2

Listen to this, WHEY. said Mr..
Hubby. looking up from his newspa-
per. For every missionary sent
abroad last year Christian America
sent 1876 gallons of liquor" "Merci-
full goodness" exclaimed wiley.
Who'd ever think missionaries were
such drinkers?"
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1913-05-24

The girl with long eye-lashes does
more thinking than YOU know of.
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1913-05-24
B. H. s. 80 REUNION.
viii Have Charge of Program at
Alumni Meeting in June.


The class of SO, Brattleboro high
school is making plans for its 10Th an
niVersary reunion The only authentic
class list available is that on the grad
uation program. LIE committee will
be glad, however, to include in its
plans anyone who was member of
the class during any part of the high
school course The secretary of the
class is Miss Edith NJ. Stolte and for
mer members OF the class should give
their names to her, that they may be
included in the arrangements.
The reunion will take place at the
annual meeting of the alumni associa-
ton in June, which will be a part of
the commencement program. The gen
cral committee of the association met
last evening to make preliminary
plans.
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1913-05-24
A Card

We. tn, undersigned, do hereby agree to
refund the money on a 50-cent bottle Of
Greene's Warranted Syrup of Tar if it
fails tC cure your cough or cold. We also
guarantee a 25-cent bottle to prove salts
factory or money refunded.
The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1913-05-24
CHURCH NOTICES.

Swcdis Ii Evangelical Lutheran
church. Services are held at 1890 a.
m. and p. NJ. Sunday school ll.5O.
st. Miehael's Episcopal church Con.
Grmatiou and sermon by Bishop Hall
at 1890 a. m. Sunday school at noon.
Evening PRAYER and sermon BY Bishop
Hall at 80.
Universalist church, Rev. d. f.
Trout, minister. Divine worship 1890
q. m, with sermon by the pastor. sun
day school las. Preaching service
Guilford Center 3 p. m.
Centre congregational Church, Rev.
Roy NJ. Houghton, minister. Sunday
services: 1890 a. M, divine worship,
with sermon by the pastor; ll.45 a.
m. session of the Sunday school and
meeting OF the Brotherhood class.
First Congregational church, West
Brattleboro Rev Henry Lamb. minis
ter. Divine services for the week. sun
day at 1880 n. M, sermon by the pas
I, tor; Bible classes ut noon; Christian
/ Endeavor meeting At o clock, topic,
Industrial Missions.
First Church of Christ. Scientist
/ Sunday morning services nj l0.45. Sub
! jcct, Soul and Body. Sunday school al
-. "Wednesday evening testimonial
meeting at 40 Reading room opei
daily from 3 TO >, All are welcome
Emerson building. Elliot street
First Baptist church sunday morn
ming worship ut 1890 with sermon b,
Rev j. f. Harrison, ID. r., of Noun
Hermon. Bible school at Il, witt
organized classes. Evening preachin;
service ut 30. Prayer and confer
ence meeting Friday evening at $50
Unitarian church, Rev +. O. 5.
Osgood pastor Service Sunday mornin
ut 10. 80, subject of sermon: The Sig
niticance of Memorials. Sunday schoC
at IL. -. The Grand Army. with Kin
bred organizations; viii be present q
the service at the invitation Of tn
society All are welcome.
Z =
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17
FULL SYNOPSIS OF PREVIOUS CHAPTERS

NANIEI ONEIL
Mary
carbon in Elan
whose
hope that her ovees union with this ungH
sordness
Just passed That this
husband
OF
OF her of
IIer
pyfeow Martin Conrad
that she Is hepessy love with Martin Terrified
nndlng
IeLlHg
Castle Martin and
wi
IN
fragile
the
the
attan-MaTys
determines Of Conrad sink her
Of
OF Alma books
Liverpool
fashionable boarding house hue
Banke Mary confesses all
1
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17
The Loss of the Scotia.

7 DID not know then, and it seems
unnecessary to say now. why my
father gave up the search for me
in London. He did so, and from the
day the milIiner'a cIew failed him |
moved about freely.
Then, from the sense of being
watched I passed into that of being
lost
Sister Mildred was my only friend
in London, but she was practically
cut off from me. The Little Sisters
had fixed her up lin the interests Of
her work among the lost ones) in a
tiny flat at the top of a lofty build
ing near to Piccadily, where her
lighted widow always reminded me
of a lighthouse on the edge Of a dan
gerOus reef But in giving me her
address she warned me not to come
to her except in case of urgent need
partly because further intercourse
might discredit her denial. and partly
because it would not be good for me
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17

me and crossed herself and said be-
meath her breath 90 Mother of
Cod"
l felt more humbled than / had
ever been before, but after a while
l said; Now you see why I can
never go back. And you will save
me, will you not?"
There was silence for some mo-
ments. Mildred had drawn back in
her chair as if an evil spirit had
passed between us. But at length
she said, TT is not for me to judge
you, Mary. But the gentlemen will
come up soon to know if you are the
Mary O'NeiIl whom I knew at the
Sacred Heart. and what am / to say
to them?"
Say no." l cried. Why shouldn't
you? They'll never know anything
to the contrary. Nobody will know
Nobody"
/ knew what Mildred meant, and
in my shame and confusion tried to
excuse myself by telling her who the
other woman was.
1T is Alma" | said.
Alma? Alma LierT'
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Listen. They're here" said Mil
dred Get up. Say nothing. Leave
everything to me"
rose quickly and returned to the
window. Mildred dried her eyes, got
up from the chair, and stood with her
back to the fireplace.
There was a knock al my door.
do not know which Of us answered
it, but my landlady came into the
room, followed by three men in tall
silk hats
Excuse US. my dear" she said, in
an insincere voice. These gentle
men are making an examination Of
the house, and they wish to see your
room. May they?"
l do not think I made any reply
| was holding my breath and watch
ing intently. The men made a pre-
tense of glancing round, but I could
see they were looking at Mildred
Their looks seemed to say as plainly
as words could speak. rs it she?"
Mildred hesitated for a moment,
there was a dreadful silence, and
then-may the Holy Virgin bless her!
she shook her head
l could hear no more. turned
back to the window.
I heard the door close behind them
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17
By MARVIN DANA from the
Play by BAYARD WELLER.
TO-DAY'S INSTALIIlIENT.

Now. you see" he went on in his
heavy voice. yet very kindly, and with
a sort Of massive playfulness in his
manner mo one has hurt yOu-not
even a little bit, after all. Now. You
run right home to your mother"
The girl did not need to be told
twice. on the instant, she sprang up
joyously, and started toward the door,
with final ravishing smile for the
pleased official at the desk
"Ill go just as fast as ever / can"
the musical voice made assurance
blithely.
Give my compliments to your ia
Their" Burke requested, couTteously.
And tell him I'm sorry | frightened
you"
The girl turned at the door
After all, too great haste might be in
discreet.
81 will. Commissioner" she prom
ised with an arch smile. And
know papa will be so grateful to you
for all your kindness to mel"
It was at this critical moment that
Cassidy entered from the opposite
side Of the office As his eyes fell on
the girl at the door across from him.
his stolid face lighted in a grin. And
in that same instant OF recognition
between the two the color went out Of
the girls face. The little red lips
snapped together IN a line of supreme
disgust against this Vicissitude Of
fate after all her maneuVeTings In the
face of the enemy She stood mo-
tionless i'm wordless dismay, impOtent
before this disaster forced on her by
untoward chance.
Hello Aggie!" the detective re-
marked with a smirk, while the In
spectOr stared from one to the other
with rounded eyes Of wonder, and his
jaw dropped from the stark surprise
Of this new development.
The girl returned deliberately to
the chair she had occupied through
the interview with the Inspector, and
dropped into it weakly. Her form
rested there Imply now, and the blue
eyes started disconsolately at the
blank wall before her She realized
that fate had deCreed defeat for her
in the game II was after a minute
Of silence I'm which the two men sat
staring that at last she spoke with a
savage wrath against the pit into
which she had fallen after her ardu-
Gus efforts.
Amt that the --t luck
For a little interval still, Burke
turned his glances from the girl ia
Cassidy and then back 10 the girl
who sat immobile with her blue eyes
steadfastIy fixed on the wall The
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17

/ police official was, in truth, totally
bewildered. Here was inexplicable
| mystery. Finally he addressed the
| detective CURLY.
Cassidy, do you know this wom-
an?"
Sure, I dol" came the placid an
swer. He went on to explain with the
| direct brevity of his kind. She's
little Aggie LynCh-con woman. from
Bufalo-two years for blackmail-
did her time in Burnsing."
With this sucCint narrative con-
| corning the girl who sat mute and
motionless in the chair with her eyes
| fast on the wall Cassidy relapsed into
| silence. during which he stared rath-
er perpleXedly at his chief, who seem
| ed to be I'm the throes of unusual emo
ton. As the detective expressed it in
| his own vernacuar: For the first time
In his experience, the Inspector ap-
peared 20 be actually ratified"
For "A little time there was silence.
the while Burke sat staring at the
! averted face OF the girl His expires
sion was that of one who has just
undergone a soul stirring shock. Then.
| presently. he set his features grimly
rose from his chair, and walked to a
position directly in the front Of the
BtAl j. WIZ sun AtiA'NA ~ l'Nh III me
direction.
Young woman" he began, Sc
verely, then of a sudden he laughed.
you picked the right business, all
right. all right" he said, with a Ger
tain enthusiasm He laughed aloud
until his eyes We're only Sits, and his
ample paunch trembled yehemently.
We'll" he went on at last, Il Ger
tainly have to hand it to you, kid
you're a beaut!'
Aggie shifted vehemently in rebuke
of the gross partiality of fate in his
behalf
Just as ! had him goin'!" she said
bitterly, as if in communion,
without shifting her gaze from the
blank surface of the wall.
Now, however Burke was reminded
once again Of his official duties and he
turned quickly to the attentive Cas-
sidy.
Have you got a picture of this
young woman" he asked brusquely
And when Cassidy had replied in the
negative, he again faced the adven-
turess with a hooking GRIM which
mockery, too, was a fair fragment for
himself, who had been so thoroughly
within her tolls of Establishment
To Be Continued Tomorrow.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17
She Tells Mildred
All About Martin.

And then I told her how Alma had
come back into my life, how she had
tortured and tempted me. and was
now trying to persuade my husband,
who was a Protestant. to divorce me
that she might take my place.
And then I spoke of Martin again
could not help it-saying that the
shame which Alma would bring on
him would be a greater grief to me
than anything else that could befall
me in this world.
IF you only knew who he is" l
said and the honor he Is held in
you would know that 1 would rather
die a thousand deaths than that any
disgrace should fall on him through
me"
l coud see that Mildred was deeply
moved at this, and. though l did not
intend to play upon her feelings. yet
in the selfishnes of my great love
could not help doing 50.
You were the first of my girl
friends, Mildred the very first. Don't
you remember the morning after
arrived at school? They had torn me
away from my mother, and ] was so
little and lonely but you were so
sweet and kind. You took me into
church for my first visitation and
then into the garden for my first
rosary-don't you remember it,"
Mildred had closed her eyes. Her
face was becoming very white.
And then don't you remember the
day the news came that my mother
was very i'll and l was to go home?
You came to see me off at the sta
ton, and don't you remember what
you said when we were sitting in
the train? You said we might never
meet again, because our circum-
stances would be so different. You
didn't think we should meet like this.
did your"
Mildred's face was growing deadly
white
My darling mother died She was
all I had in the world, and I was all
she had, and when she was gone
there was no place for me in my
fathers house so l was sent back
to school But the Reverend Mother
was very kind to me. and the end Of
it was that l wished to become a
nun. Yes, indeed. and never so much
as on the day you took your vows
Mildred's eyes were still closed, but
her eyelids were futtering, and she
was breathing audibly.
How well l remember it? The
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17
SPLENDID HOT WEATHER
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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17
The Final Moment
and a Decision.

That conquered me in a moment
I was seized with such remorse
that I wished to throw my arms about
her neck and kiss her | dare not
do that. now. but I knelt by her side
again and asked her to forgive me.
Forgive me, Sister" l said. Il see
now that God has brought US to this
pass and there is no way out of it.
You must do what you think is right
shall always know you couldn't
too A1&if It must be that disgrace
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17

If | had not been so wildly agitated
l should have known that this
was the wrong way with Mildred,
and it was not until had said it all
In rush of whispered words that
Nsaw her eyes fixed on me as if they
were about to start from their
sockets.
"Bue my dear. dear child" she
said, this is worse and worse. Your
father and your husband may have
done wrong. but you have done
Wrong, too Don't you see you
have?"
a / did not tell her that l had
thought Of all that before and did
not believe any longer that God
would punish me for breaking a bond
I had been forced to make But
when she was about to rise, saying
that, after all it would be a good
thing 10 send me home before l had
time to join my life to his-whoever
he was-who had led me TO forget
my duty as a wife, held her trem-
bling hands and whispered, Wait,
Mildred. There is something l have
not told you even yet"
What is it," she asked, but al
ready ! could see that she knew
what I was going to say.
Mildred" | said. IF I ran away
from my husband it was not merely
because l loved somebody else, but
because~--
I could not say it. Do what
would ] could not But holy women
like Mildred, who spend their lives
among the lost ones, have a way of
reading a woman's heart when it is
in trouble, and Mildred read mine.
DO you mean that go. that there
are consequences going to be-"
she whispered.
Yes"
Does your husband know?"
Yes"
And your father?"
No"
Mildred drew her hand away from
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17
Her Passionate
Appeal for Aid.


Mildred's lips were moving. I was
sure she was praying to our Lady
for strength to resist my pleading.
yet that only made me plead the
harder t
"5ut God knows best what our
hearts are made for" said. "He
knows that mine WAS made for love.
And though you may not think it, /
know God knows that he who is away
is my real husband-not the one they
married me to. You will not separate
US, will you? All our happiness-his
and nine-is in your hands. You
will save US, will you not7"
Some time passed before Mildred
spoke, 1t may have been only few
moments, but it seemed to me like
an eternity. I did not know then
that Mildred was reluctant to extin-
guish the last spark of hope in me-
At length she said Mary, you don't
know what you are asking me to do.
When l took my vows l promised to
speak the truth under all circum-
stances, no matter what the conse-
quences, as surely as l should an
swer to God at the great Day of
Judgment. Yet you wish me to lie.
How can I? How can u Remember
my vows, my duty"
think the next few minutes must
have been the most evil of my life.
When I saw, or thought I saw, that
though one word would save me. one
little word. Mildred intended to give
me away to the men downstairs, l
leapt to my feet and burst out on her
with the bitterest reproaches.
You religious women are always
talking about your duty" I cried.
You never think about love. Love
is kind and merciful; but, no. Duty
always duty! Love indeed! What
do you cold creatures out of the con-
vent, with your crosses and rosaries,
know about Iove-real love-the blaz-
ing fire in a woman's heart when she
loves somebody 50 much that she
would give her hearts blood for him
yes, and her soul itself If need be-"
What else l said | cannot remem-
Der, for 1 did not know what I was
doing until l found myself looking
out of the window and painting for
breath.
Then l became aware that Mildred
was making no reply to my re-
proaches, and looking over my shout
der ! saw that she was still sitting
in my chair with both her hands COW
ering her face and tears trickling
through her fingers onto the linen of
her habit.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17

to be called one Of Sister Mildred
girls"
Oh, the awful loneliness of Lon
don't
I thought I could have felt at home
in the smallest village, for though
nobody had spoken to me there, I
should have come to know every
body, while in London I had no time
to know anybody. for the ever flow
ing tides Of human faces flashed past
me and were lost in a moment like
waves under the moon at sea.
Others just as friendless have wan
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17

ing house used to receive once a week
or once a month a letter containing a
remittance from some unknown
source, with which he paid his land
lady and discharged all his other OBJ
legations
/ had no such letter to receive. so
to keep up the character / had not
made but had allowed myself to
maintain tof being a captains wife) 1
used TO go out once a week under
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17

dered in the streets of the big city
l knew / was not the first, and / am
sure | have not been the last to find
London the most solitary place in the
world. But | really and truly think
there was one day Of the week when
from causes peculiar to my situation
my loneliness must have been deeper
than that Of the most friendless Fefu-
gee.
Nearly every boarder in our board b
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17

sweet summer morning and the
snow white sunshine. and the white
flowers and the white chapel of the
Little Sisters and then you, dressed
as a bride, in your white gown and
long white veil. I cried all through
the ceremony And if my father had
not come for me then, perhaps, l
should have been a nun like you
now"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17
WITHIN THE LAW
4 POwertul Story of AduenhIrc Intrigue and Love

1913, by the H. X. Fly Com
pany The play within the Law" Is
copyrighted by Mr.. WELLER and this
novelization of IT is published by his
permission The American Play Com
pany is the sole proprietor of the ex-
elusive rights of the representation
and performance Of within the Law
IN all languages.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17

is TO fall on him through me. .
and that when he comes home he will
find o" But I could not bear to
speak about that. so I dropped my
head on Mildred's lap
During the silence that followed we
heard the sound of footsteps coming
up the stairs.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17

I heard their low voices as they
passed along the corridor. I heard
their slow footsteps as they went
down the stairs And then, feeling
as if my heart would burst, l turned
to throw myself at Sister Mildred's
feet.
But Sister Mildred was on her
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17

pretense Of calling at a shipping Of
flee to draw part Of my husband s
pay.
In my childish Ignorance Of the
habits Of business people l selected
Saturday afternoon for this purpose,
and in my fear Of encountering my
husband, or my husbands friends in
the West End streets, l chose the less
conspicuous thoroughfares at the oth-
er side Of the river.
Continued in Hearst s Magazine
for June.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17
he W0MAN THOU GAVEST NE:

An extract from this great story, now running in
Hearsts Magazine, which is the talk of the country
1.-The most virile and daring novel ever penned by
this famous author Read the synopsis and Install
ment, and then continue it in Hearst's Magazine for
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-06-17

knees, with her face buried in my
bed, praying ferventy.
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HALL GAME.

Copyright, 1913, by Hearst's MAGAZINE
Copyrighted in Great Britain.
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