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The Winslow mail., 1913-06-21
CHAPTER Xs.

After spending a day with win
some woman reading Lucille, it is
either the hand of Fate or the inten-
tional prank of witch that sends the
same man canoeing with q decidedly
pretty girl Of the same name!
Lucille Walters was a leader at
! Vassar and popular at Squirrel Inn,
where her personality was predomi-
nant and pleasing. To none but Jackie
Vlning need she yield the palm of
favor and Of attractiveness.
Upon Mayor Bedight Miss Walters
tried all her wiles. In a sworn COM
pact with the Judge" she sought by
every means in conformity with lady
light alluring to wiring from him some
little slip that would throw light upon
his clandestine meetings-but Be-
digit baffled her at every clever
thrust. She came home at night only
to admit her defeat.
"He is charming decidedly
adept at fencing" was the veldict
Miss Walters rendered to her
chaperone.
And on the pinnacle of this it hap
pened!
Jackie Vining and Lucille Walters,
star gazing, beheld the rascally Be-
digit enter the arbor. A half hour
later the figure of a woman emerged
from the trysting place. For time
the two stood in the arbor entrance.
The arm of the mayor was about her.
Then their lips met in lingering
caress and the girl glided across the
lawn as on that other night when
Jackie had beheld like tabieau.
Undoubtedly the woman was enc Of
them-but which one?
Miss Vinings anger and contempt
particular ran high.
But" protested Miss Walters, per
haps his intentions are perfectly hon.
orable and possibly right here under
our noses a romance has budded and
blossomed
"But-but-" protested the Honor
able Jack, stopping herself just at the
point of confessing what Bedight had
said to her that night on the dock,
The said the girl was doing no
harm-and-"
Don't be silly, Jackie" pricked
Miss Walters, at isn't wrong to kiss
ones sweetheart"
But Jackie was unappeased She
felt that Bedight was a deceiver, for
try as she would, she could not justi-
fly his words to her with his act at
the arbor The danger to the girls
under her protection was imminent.
The whole affair had been travesty
al best. and she was unwise to continue
It longer. But what method OF pro-
cedure was best? Jackie thought serb
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''If look as funny as you do with
your clothes all sticking to you, the
little birds will be in paroxysms to-
morrow laughed the bedraggled
woman, saucily, gazing brazenly at
the man.
Well replied Bedight, returning
the stare, your hair is down, your
shirtwaist is out at the back. your
skirt is showing your limbs and your
shoes squash when you walk. Other
wise you are dressed for one of Mine
Hosts summer feeds or evening hops
that is, dress appropriate for Squir.
rel Inn when there are no men to en-
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atable and both felt better after

paiatable and both felt better after
eating.
They sat quietly after the meal, the
oil burning lower and lower in the
lamp. Outside wolf barked and in
the margin of the wood a night bird
few by with a raucous cry.
And now,' said the mayor, iovially,
1t is the curfew hour in Eden. The
last one in bed won't have to blow
out the light, for it is going out of it's
own Accord
He arose and. taking off his coat,
rolled it into a pillow.
Lie down here and rest While"
he said, gently
Please, Mr.. Bedight," replied the
girl, her face flushed and her eyes
turned away.
The mayor arose and stood before
her.
Miss Mcconnell" he spoke quietly,
reassuringly, 81 had a mother once
She was sweet and pure-and-and
she died" The mayors voice broke
for the moment. "She-she taught
me to respect womanhood. She taught
me to be open and simple and sincere.
The situation in which we find our
selves is trying only as we make it so.
l ct us be sensible and direct. There
Is the bunk. Lie down and sleep, il
you can. shall stretch out upon the
floor and try it myself. You need
| have no fear that"
Forgive me- she cried, laying her
hands upon his. 81 have no fear
nothing but explicit trust and conf
dence,"
Which is the time, usually" he
said, with the old ring in his voice.
that the apple gets bittenl"
II
At daybreak Bedight sighted boat
bearing in from Squirrel Inn. He
hailed it and soon the two disheveled
adventurers were enroute to the hotel.
Jackie made much ado over Miss
Mcconnell, who drew her aside, the
roses in her face redder than the color
of the Magma Charta.
Late in the afternoon Bedight stole
away to the cabin and made his prom
ise of the Friday previous, but the
prisoners were in a sullen mood and
demanded to be liberated.
Monday morning found him assidu-
Gus in his attentions to Cleo Sum
mers, who brought out a copy of "Lu-
ciIle' and beckoned him to a shady
spot in the wood not far from the Inn.
Seating herself on the grass, she
handed Kim the book.
"As l understand it you are doing
penance This being true, l am COM
PEELED to ask you to read this book to
me. It has been read to me several
times prior to this OCCASION" the red
mounting to her cheeks, "but not re-
Gently, which is sure sign that | am
growing less attractive. Possibly
am approaching spinsterhood-an
before | reach that goal, l desire to
hear once more this thriller Of loves
! young dream"
Bedight took the book.
81 read this to a girl once. T."
"Of course" interrupted Miss Sum-
mers, there isn't man living who
can read who has not at some time or
other had his dream as he read this
tale to g. woman with eyes like the
skies and lips like the red, red cher
ry!"
|
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gratitude, I'll send you the jolliest bla
box of candy III Chicago as l pass
through"
Thank you," she said, her eyes
dancing. ''I'll leave the selection tc
YOU
An hour later Bedight, astride g
good horse, was galloping toward
Bordeau, railroad crossing ten miles
to the north. Arriving at the station
he sent a telegram, ate typical meal
at typical country hotel, and started
back. He reached the cross roads at
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chance on you." confidently. And be-
sides, these girls have been badgering
the life out of you. It's time somebody
took pity" laughing.
The mayor put his lips close to the
girls rosy ear.
Honest" he said, hope to die I've
never had so much fun in all my life
but that bill business is dangerous,
and I'd like to get through with the
ordeal honorably. ! can use today.
and as small expression Of my
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The Wonens
Candidate
Continued from last week.
CHAPTER X.

Instead Of leaving the vicinity of
the cabin after being liberated, Be
the bar. Drifting back into the
bushes, he waited. An hour passed
and then came voices and rustling in
the wood. Soon the game warden and
two deputies hove into view. The
warden's face was flushed with ex-
element as h4 strobe along in ad
vance of his men.
Approaching the door, he called
out:
"Will ye surrender peaceable and
come out o. there, er shall I come in
an git ye?''
From within there emanated no an
swering voice. Out in the bushes,
twenty feet away, Bedight waited,
tensely.
"Come on out; the DOORS unlocked"
shouted the warden.
Still no answer.
"Gol darn ye; I'll show ye. Come
on in, fellers," bawled the officer,
throwing open the door and dashing
into the cabin, followed by his depu'
ties.
With an agile spring, Bedight left
the clump of bushes and dashed for
the door. The warden saw him COM
ing and sprang to meet him-but too
late! Slamming the door shut, the
mayor shot the bar home.
He could hear the strenuous objec.
tions Of the prisoners as he hurried
away, making a detour to a farmers
house, where he hoped to secure
something to eat. A ruddy-cheeked
farmers wife fed him bountifully and
the coin he gave her for his dinner
and a. basket Of provisions, with
which he set out for the cabin.
Reaching the wood-chopper's hut,
in which two hours previous he had
been prisoner, he raped on the
door.
"Whoever's there" cried an excited
voice within, "let us out!"
Break the glass in the window
directed the mayor, his face illumined
with smiles, "and eat out of my
fand!''
A growl of mingled disappointm ent
and relief preceded the shattering of
the glass. Bedight held his basket on
his left arm and began passing provi-
leions through the aperture.
Good grub, this, boys" he chuck
led. Il serve excellent meals at both
my boarding houses. III bring you to-
bacco tomorrow night. Just you make
yourselves comfortable. How would
you like deck of cards?"
1t was dark when Bedight reached
Squirrel Inn and slipped unobserved
to his room.
When Jackie Vining came down at
six next morning to take constitu-
tional before breakfast the mayor
sat in an easy chair on the veranda,
smoking his favorite pipe.
will you kindly tell Miss Mason
that | am waiting her commands ?"
he asked easily, with no trace Of re-
sentiment in his voice.
II wss going to liberate you this
morning" she said, simply, trying to
hide her surprise.
''Oh, got out last night, thank
you. I'm particular about my own
bed. Never could sleep well in
strange bunk" laughing.
After breakfast Alice Mason, the
girl appointed by the court to defend
Bedight on the occasion of his trial.
called him aside
'As your attorney, am led to offer
you your freedom today l want to
go to Lakeville for some cold cream,
and if you will ride to the Four Cor
ners with me, l will let you escape to
your own devices. 1t is not always
that an attorney can vouch for his
client, but l am willing to take a
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that now-although I'm willing to ad
nit you'd make a swell mermaid.
The storm was raging off in the
east, the wind where they stood had
ceased cracking its lungs, but heavy
sea was running on the lake and
both oars were gone. Bedight looked
about for shelter. Mounting the
shores bluff, he saw, off to the north,
a hut stin standing, evidently some
fisheTman's shanty. He beckoned the
girl. who came up laughing
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I(2ITbcQg9h Ducdnqg&E!Sl

door. right away, he might have been
killed before he could say Jack Rob
inson'
There was snow on the ground
The duckling did not know where 70
go or what to do. He lay like one in
a dream for long time. But We
can't tell how many hard times ugly
had that winter or how nearly he
came to dying. Somehow or other
he managed to live, and that was all
When life had finally come to look
like one long shadow with no sun.
shine or fun in 1t, the trees began TO
sprout: the grass began to turn
green. ugly" felt the spring com
Ing.
He took heart again. brushed his
poor. little feathers and lifted his head
up once more.
His wings were stronger. He felt
as II he were going to have a better
time. and then something unexpected
happened to this ugly duckling
(To Be Continued)
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n n ANY centuries ago there was
M a kingdom in a distant coun-
A'A try ruled by a good king who
was known everywhere to be rich,
powerful and great. Although the
capital was large and beautiful
city and the king was surrounded by
mobiles and princes almost as great
as himself, strange thing was
noticed by everybody that entered
the kingdom. The king had no
palace. or course there was a rea-
son for this. 1t had not always been
80. The king lived In plain house
near the edge Of the city not half 80
fine as the homes OF some Of his sub
jects.
In the reign of this kings father.
there stood in the center OF the
capital a beautiful palace. One day
when the royal family were march
ing In a procession outside the city.
people all over the kingdom felt the
ground shake and tremble. The
earth opened and swallowed the
palace so that not a piece OF It's
marble walls remained.
The people were glad that the
royal family were not In the palace
when this happened. but the king
mourned greatly over the loss. allow
ing no one to speak OF building q
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A SKATING -.
EXPERIENCE
BY JOHN kARkAN, LOGAN
SCHOOL

WHEN the winter had begun In
" earnest. and the ice had
formed. We set of down the
rond. On one side was a large hill
on the other level ground. where the
small children amused themselves by
making large mountains of snow, or
With their sleds. sliding down the hill.
away out on the pond.
The large boys were already skat-
ing Some boys played prisoners
goal. some tag. and some did fancy
skating. When they we're cold, they
ran 10 fire at the other end Of the
pond. There they sat telling stories.
or boasting OF their skill on the Ice.
| watched the fun for awhile. but
finally put on my skates, and Joined
in the sport. My skates were dull,
and almost every time | made a
stroke my feet would slip. and down
would go. | reached a spot where II
was starting TO crack. of course my
skates slipped. and into the hole
went threw by arms out over the
ice and cried for help. The boys heard
me- and came to by rescue. then
ran to the fire to dry my clothes.
was soon back, but never again boast
ed OF my skating ability.
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The LittIc Broom Bulb
BY DELLA seRN,ER, CLANCY SCHOOL

meet her heard her say. Il am
glad to see you Hattie"
Il am glad to see you, Susie" said
Hattie.
Take of your hat and stay
awhile said Susie's mother
Hattie took of her hat and sat
down. Come here, Susie, have
present for you" said Hattie.
Thank you.' said Susie. what 10
this little brown thing"
1T Is bulb" said Hattie. plant
it in the fall and see what grows UP
In the spring"
"Oh. how lovely" said Susie. May
plant 1t in the fiower-bed beneath
the window" :.
Yes said her mother, and she
went right then and planted IT.
Winter went by and spring came
Susie ran out every day to see how !
was growing. grew larger and
larger. and one morning | had Ave
blossoms.
"Oh, what a lovely nower.' cried
Susie. What kind is 1t, mother"
"A tulip, my dear" was the reply.
Next day she gave me to a SICK
girl, and four days afterward, Wilt
ed away.
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A Great Discovery
BY CLYDE vAaNev, Mckinley SCHOOL

new one; for the palace had not
been made by the hand OF man, but
by the sound OF beautiful music.
This was the legend found In some
OF the kingdoms oldest books.
Thus, owing TO this legend. many
musicians played on their Tyres and
harps. trying to equal the great mu-
stefan who had raised the palace.
Each one played alone. for In those
days there were no orchestras or
choirs.
There lived in the capital boy
named Agathon who was fond of
playing the Tyre. He had friend
Philo. who was also fond Of music.
so the two often played where the
palace had once stood.
One day Philo sought Agathon' s
abode and entering found his friend
engaged In practicing beautiful
piece. Philo was so astonished at
the beauty of the strains that he. ran
home for his own instrument in
order that he too might play. He
re,entered before Agathon had An
.ished and began PLAYING, not strik-
ing the same note. but notes lower
In the scale. Instead Of making a
discord the notes harmonized, max
ing both boys look up In surprise and
Joy. This was the beginning of or
chestras and choirs.
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HAROLD'S EXPERIENCE
6Y MARGARET EBLlNC,
liLLieRiDGE SCHOOL

~ CHOOL had closed for the sum
mer and Harold, who was a city
lad OF IA. was of on his vaca-
tion. He always went to visit his
grandmother on the farm.
He arrived safe and found his grand.
mother just the same as ever. Al
though she was old and gray. she was
very pleasant to visit.
A week had passed and Harold was
enjoying himself very much. One
day when he was out on the farm
looking at the pigs. one Of them hap.
pened to break through the fence and
began to run.
Harold thinking II his duty to catch
It. started in pursuit He went through
many muddy bitches and puddles.
He finally overlook and pig. which
he brought back and put In the pen.
He then hurried TO tell his grand
mother his experience. He ran into
the house where his grandmother was
sitting, knitting him pair of stock
ings.
When he approached her she put up
her hands and gave an awful sigh or
dismay. Harold soon found out that
he had brought mud In on his shoes
He was very sorry, but after he had
told his grandmother his experience
he was forgiven. and promised that he
would be more careful In the future.
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A STREET CAR
BY DONALD MUNRO,
FRANKLIN SCHOOL
Asst Christmas afternoon while

r Asst Christmas afternoon while
on my way home from the resi-
dence Of friend OF mine
whom | had been visiting, I heard the
following conversation between a con.
ductor and street car passenger:
Come on. hand over that fare
Il gave Ii to you"
None O that stun. hear II every
day" said the angered conductor.
The passenger flshed around In his
pockets and mumbled something un.
Ineligible, while the dinging Of the
bell told that the motorman was i'm
patient to be going
Hurry. | haven't got all day and !
won't give the signal to start until
you pay or get on The conductor
glared at the passenger while he al
most shouted this
The passenger gave the ID. L. r.
employe a savage glance. mumbled.
and paid his fare.
The car was soon under way and
| felt II. thinking the passenger was
not man to be trusted
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THE CAT AND
THE MOUSE
BY HAZEL FORD, LOGAN
SCHOOL

~ NE day while little field mouse
was playing in the corn, a cat
suddenly pounced upon him.
The mouse cried and struggled but II
was of no use Then turning TO the
cat he said. "Oh. Mr.. Cat. IL you only
let me go will help you sometime.
The cat laughingly replied. "Oh. |
will let you go this time because am
not hungry. but you will never be able
tt,-he ip-mer"- The mouse ran away
with much satisfaction.
II was not quite a week after this
when the cat ate something that made
him very sick. lie went home to his
master but the master seeing he
could catch no more rats determined
10 drown him. Tie put him in bag
and went 10 the bank. The mouse saw
them and followed.
Just az the master was about to
throw the cat In, the mouse jumped
Rack and forth over his feet. The man
was annoyed and ran for home. leav-
ing the cat. The tnutisc then ie, the
cat out ~ gnawing the bag. So he
repaid the cat.
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THE RESCUE
BY EDITH 6OluS. Cilll.
BRIDGE SCHOOL

IN 1910. Bud First, q stalwart lad OF
IA years. lived with his parents
u and two little sisters In a log
hut In Kansas Their nearest neigh
Dor was ten miles away, while the
store at which they purchased their
provisions was 10 miles distant.
One day when Mr.. First was away
getting some supplies. Buds mother
asked him IL he would go~to the woods
and chop down small tree for fire
wood. As he set out. with an axe
over his shoulder, he was thinking or
the good time he would have when he
came home, reading an old history OF
the Indian wars which he had Dor
rowed from a friend.
Suddenly he thought he heard the
sound OF voices seeming to come from
a clump OF small trees. He frightened
his grip on the axe and crept up until
he could see and hear two Indians.
From his knowledge OF the Indian
language. he learned that they were
planning to set fire 10 the grass
around his home next day and capture
the children. Bud crept cautiously
away and told his mother what he
had heard.
They Immediately began to prepare
for the attack by cutting and wetting
the grass around the house and bar
ring the windows and doors. Bud
found a rusty gun in an old trunk and
loaded IL with bullets that his mother
had made by melting pewter dishes
The next day he watched out OF a
small hole for the Indians. Just then
he saw an indian coming toward the
| hut and Bud quickly shot him down
More Indians appeared and he kept
firing until he was-struck by an arrow
that had come through hole In the
roof which had been forgotten.
When the Indians that-ths
brave defender had been wounded
they gave their warhoop and started
for the house. Suddenly MIR. First
was seen coming with about ten more
settlers who had seen the Indians act
ing susplciously and had accompanied
MIR. First. They frightened the In
dams away and thus saved the hui
When bud got we'll he was warmly
praised for his heroism.
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AN EXPERIENCE
IN NEW YORK
BY JAMES MMERMAN,
LiLLieRIDGE SCHOOL
EW York Herald, New YORK
. Herald" was screamed al

EW York Herald. New York
III Herald" was screamed al
= most into my ears as |
walked down the busy section OF
New York city. | turned around
and such looking sight as | saw
A small boy in sadly tattered ana
ragged trousers. coat much TOO
large for him. no shoes or stockings,
and an old hat.
Suddenly gust OF wind came
along. and lifting my hat, carried II
down the street In second the
boys papers were thrust into my
hand and he was Off Such a Splinter
one seldom sees. TO- IL was hardly a
moment before he was back with
the hat.
Just then it flashed into my mind
that the Boy Scouts were having
races that week. so | asked him
why he didn't join them. 1T takes
money. SIR" said the boy, and !
haven't any too much. just now"
Here then" | said. as gave
him some money. "join the races and
do your best and you'll win some
thing"
A long time after that ! was sit
ting In my room in the hotel, when
q friend entered, and with him came
another young man. How do you
do. sir?" said the stranger as he
offered his hand. At first ! failed to
recognize him. but there was some
thing in the ring Of his voice that
seemed familiar.
Suddenly. New York Herald"
seemed to ring in my ears again,
and I at once recalled the place
where we had met before.
He then related to me how he
had come In second place in the
races, and after getting new suit
Of clothes. had acquired a position
In q small grocery store and from
that worked his way up. until he
was now established in a business
OF his own.
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Poor Artist Verbeck was all by
himself The bears were 30 big and
strong and so angry-looking, he was
afraid to fight or run. So they put
the halter on him and the organ on
his back and started gaily OF for
"Bruin TOWN
As they neared the town Father
Bruin marched ahead. leaning on a
tall stan. Tommy and Teddy ran
along beside, shouting happily
Brother A rode on the top OF the
organ. Brother 3 and his chum
walked along beside, jeering at the
poor artist. Aunt Bruin and Grand
ma Bruin and all the little Bruins
came out to watch the frst man who
had ever strayed near Bruin Town.
And the owls hooted and the trees
chartered noisily. and the birds hid
their heads under their wings,
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GI[0I\IANyil1N1

take care OF you all the rest OF your
lives and treat you just as II you were
my brothers"
First the little dwarfs shook their
heads az their brother on the noun
tain had done. But finally they were
persuaded. by the kind words OF the
handsome stranger. They saw now
much he wanted the coffin and they
said, Yes"
The prince laughed happy laugh
called his servants who were nearby
in the woods and told them to pick up
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AS TOLD BY AUNT GERTIE
CHAPTER v.

Winds blew The pond, on which
the ugly duckling swan around ana
around to keep from freezing, began
to disappear under thick Ice. The
little bit of water still visible grew
less and less.
What was Ugly" TO do now? Where
could he go? How could he keep
warm until summertime again.
Finally the cruel ice covered the
pond and Ugly" stiff and cold and
unhappy, lay like q dead duck. fast
in the ice. He would have died there
and then II n peasant woman coming
by next morning hadn't seen him and
pulled him out She was very sorry
for ugly" and took him home with
her The poor duckling was so scared
and so happy. all at the same time,
that he turned over big can OF milk
standing on the kitchen floor. The
woman screamed and clapped her
hands. Then the duckling topped
right into pan OF butter. Things
looked pretty bad for him. and II he
hadn't hoped out through the open