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The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-07-12
The Fortunes of the Landrays
~ SsEa BIZ Vaughan Keer Author The he. r Ts% Judge

/ OF comfort 20 give him, For all !
know he thinks this minute that !
misjudged him. too, that but for my
dependence on him. I'd turn against
him, too, like all the rest" and the
tears trickled down his ploatod
cheeks. II wish TO God could let
him know just how | feel toward him
but never cam never Will, He'll
die. and never know"
I'm sure he understands, general, -
said stephen gently. And | am sure
he relies on you as he does on no one
else
Do you think that. Steve, do you
really think he kntYs how | feel
about him? I've wanted to tell him.
but by God, | can't insult man like
him by even letting him know
that hear what people are
saying and believing Damn
them because they're a foul-hearted
foulmouthed, tribe of ghouls | don't
blame your aunt; but | do blame
Ben Wade; and BY God I've known
the time when he and | couldn't have
lived In the same town without blood
she'd"
1t was I'm vain that Stephen strove
TO calm him. The barriers of his 81
lence were down. Here was some
one with whom he could freely speak,
and he was not TO be restrained.
Who'd a thought that with all |
been through. I'd have lived TO such
thin-blooded old age. where my
friends can't count on me to do for
them the things they can no longer
do for themselves, Since your faith.
er died Steve, ! haven't cared for
any man the way care for Jake
Benson. ] was some use 10 your faith
err; but I'm not a damn bit Of use 10
Jake"
But you mustn't take this view or
the case" urged Stephen After
all, he will probably be up and about
In the morning
DO you think that. Steve?" de
manded Gibbs with passionate ear
nestness
Yes"
We'll, ! don't! He'll never leave
that bed alive"
They went back into the room, but
there was no appreciate change in
Benson's condition. He slept. or
seemed TO sleep, and Gibbs was final
ly prevailed upon to go into the next
room and lie down. while Stephen
and Doctor Anderson watched the
sick man. And while they watched,
the night wore on and at last the
cold grey OF dawn filled the room
and the lamp they had kept burning
on stand back of screen in one
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that some day you would be its mis-
tress. That was almost thirty years
ago, and you have never entered IL
until tonight. 10 spend the let hours
OF my life with me- wish sou would
say that you forgive met
II debut"
But what?" catching at the word.
How much better II would have
been II you had not done the thing
you did"
i don't know, | have waited all my
life for little tenderness from you.
and you have never shown IL until
tonight No. what we do fits into
the scheme OF our existence. You
would not deny me this moment"
You have paid a great price for
1t, she said ptyingly.
But II is worth II" he answered
perversely. Il made my bargain with
tate, and | am satisfied His glance
wandered about the room. but the
familiar objects he saw only vaguely
The spell OF her presence, desired
but denied so long. made 1t all seem
strange and new. Instead OF the end,
this seemed but the beginning
Perhaps you will come here 10 live
with stephen" he said after a pause.
Il haven't thought OF the future
she answered him. and then realized
that the future OF which they spoke
was something In which he would
have no part. He fell silent again.
Perhaps he was thinking OF this, too
long silence. in which he seemed
to be drifting. slipping away into the
shadows. Through half-closed lids,
he kept his glance fixed upon her
face, that seemed TO have taken on
youth and beauty.
Perhaps she understood the change
that was coming to him; but she did
not rise or call the others. She knew
that he wished 10 be alone with her
She gazed long and earnestly at the
pallid face Her heart welled with
sorrow for him; yet she was con-
scious that there was something per-
verse and pagan In his attitude; In
his satisfaction with himself and with
that moment.
He opened his eyes wide
You will not go away-you will
not leave me?" he whispered
mo"
"You almost tempt me to get well,
Virginia. he murmured smilingly
She had rested her hand on the
edge Of the bed; now he found II with
his own, and his fingers closed
about II.
Virginia."
"Yes-what is IT." and as she bent
her head TO catch his reply, he
moved and turned his face toward
the wall; but the smile still fingered
on his lips.
THE END
The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-07-12
STORK ALIGHTS IN
PERE MARQUETTE COACH

GRAND LEDGE, Mich. July IL
Pere Marquette passenger train No.
was visited by the stork while near
ing Grand Ledge. yesterday. A pretty
young woman about 20 years old was
the recipient OF the visit, and when
the train rolled into Grand Ledge she
was the proud mother of a healthy
baby daughter. Both are reported as
doing well at the Rogers hospital here.
The young woman said she was from
Grand Rapids. but refused to give her
name.
The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-07-12
Must Accept Detroit Resort.

OWOSSO, Mich. July 11.-Tod Kin
caid, a prominent Corunna capitalist,
and W. f Mackenzie. a Detroit real
estate dealer. were defeated in the
supreme court by Rose Call, who
traded teh lease to resort at No.
1853 Congress-st. east. Detroit, for the
Kincaid home In Corunna. Kincaid
and Mackenzie alleged that the wom-
an wrongfully removed certain furni
ture from the place.
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The Chilean government has appro-
priated $6s7750 to be expended iur.
Ing 1913 on sewer and water systems
stitute a home for aged Masons.
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to nave of m~am sound
The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, 1913-02-15

He forced his way through the
screaming, frantic women, push
ing them back as gently as was
possible, and made his way
through the guards to the pit
head. The elevator was just
emerging out of the cavernous
gloom. Of the ten volunteers,
but seven had returned; they
brought five men with them-hve
living men. But there was no
SturgiS there.
His demands elected no in
formation. Nobody had seen
Sturgis, though it was known
that he was in the mine AS a
matter of fact, he was in his new
est heading, farthest from the pit,
a new gallery that he was having
excavated in the heart of the coal
hill. The accident had occurred
half way between this and the
central gallery. No one could
have been expected to sacrifice
the lives of the, unconscious men
to hunt for a man whose where
abouts none but the mine boss
and John Pascoe knew. But
there might be time. The deadly
fumes spread capriciously; should
they enter Sturgis' gallery,
though, there would be little
chance of escape for him.
-Four of the victims and three
of the volunteers still remained
below In that gloomy. subter-
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in. The button was pressed and
the cage shot toward the earth.
Daylight quivered over them and
faded into a single, enormous
star, far in the zenith. The wet
rock wall cleaned and glistened,
and the elevator halted at the
foot. The men sprang out and
made for the little train of empty
cars, which, operated by gravity,
stood waiting for their load of
coal that had never arrived. A
moment later the train was roll
ing down the central gallery.
1t halted where the slope
ceased, and the men disappeared
in the gloom, shouting to one an
other. Pascoe did not hear them.
They knew the scene of the &C
cident-but he was bent upon a
single quest. He ran lightly over
the masses of fallen slate and
shale which choked the entrance
to Sturgis' new heading. and
then, crouching, made his way
cautiously under the overhang-
ing, untimbered rocks. Far be-
hind him tiny electric lights
twinkled, a cluster of fairy lamps,
but their light did not penetrate
into these subterranean recesseS.
Sometimes Pascoe, advancing
now at snail's pace, with arms
outstretched, collided with boul-
ders, sharp of edge and Jagged of
tooth, which bruised and cut him;
then again he was climbing upon
The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1913-05-03
POULTRY
THE ENGLISH DoRKING.
BY Cockspur:

The Dorking is the oldest fowl In
England. How long the English have
had them will probably never be
known accurately. Some writer's say
the breed was in England before the
Roman invasion. Others maintain
that the Romans brought fowls with
them. They got their name from
Dorking, England.
These birds are distinctive In that
they have five toes. They were bred
and marketed by the English because
of their remarkable table qualities.
The flesh is white and delicate. and
it's breast is deep, broad and project
ing. They held sway in England until
the coming of the birds from China
in the middle of the last century. Then
they were neglected. In some in
given by this neglect has never been
regained, and with the coming Of the
O%rpington, probably never will be.
They were brought to this country
about the time the China birds ar
rived, but never took hold. Their one
lrawback-end in, these egg times 1t
is s~erious--is indifferent laying.
There are thres standard varieties
Of Dorkihgs-the colofed. the silver
gray. ana the white. The orhef varie.
ties, now recognized - standard, ere
Gray and the Red.
The Silver Gray 10 most extensively
bred in this country. The have beau.
tiful plumage, the head Of the cock
being silver white. The hacklets are
silver gray, while the comb. face. ear
lobes and wattles are red. The under
part Of the bird and the breast are
The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1913-05-03
THE VENIN STORY
MINE n HERS.

, Then Ruth vetoed nickel shows. Tom
didn't care to go alone, SO he yawned
over the evening paper for several
weeks, and then remarked that he
guessed he'd stop over to the cigar
store and watch the BOYS play pool If
Ruth didn't mind.
Ruth told him to go. but she minded
very much and was in a bad humor
for two days. Then Evelyn came
over again to see her. Evelyn wore a
long fur coat hat she had brought
back from Berlin-sealskin, trimmed
with chinchilla. Ruth's envious soul
turned green within her. And Evelyn
matched the coat and the dress UNI
derneath was Il sheer embroidered
chiffon. Evelyn was on her way to Il
reception and stopped in just for a.
few moments chat. SO she said. Ruth
wondered if she stopped in merely to
show off her clothes.
That night Ruth told rom plainly
that she was tired of genteelly starv-
ing to death and going half naked.
Ruth was prone to cNaggcration. Tom
told her shortly that he couldn't help
it. He had been promised a raise
after Christmas.
"A dollar or two!' Ruth flung
scornfully across the supper table.
Il suppose" Tom conceded YEARLY.
IlolieSt, NULL, L WISH L COulu NlcSo
you like Evelyn. But l can't. Maybe
l haven't any brains. I don't know"
His one was drained of vitality.
Ruth did not care. She was sullenly
refurnishing a waist to wear to sec
Evelyn the next day. and she hated
the shabby Yoke and the cheap lace
that she was basting over it.
She finished the waist. s%cornfully
inspected it. and without a word went
fn bod Az hraolfacf tho next morn
ing she was grumpy And Toms
breakfast reflected her humonr. The
coffee was muddy and tasteless. the
oatmeal scorched, and the toast black.
She set the dishes noisily OH the table.
Tom took his turn in being sullen,
and left the fiat without a word.
At IL o'clock Ruth entered Evclyn's
lovely rooms. and for an hour half
forgot her i'll temper in looking at the
exquisite stuff that Evelyn had accum-
ulated since the last call. But when
they We're put away and Evelyn re-
marked airily. Ruth. why did you
make that waist with a yoke when
yokes have been out for a year," the
i'll temper fared again.
Ruth eSsayed a dig in return. why
did YOU get a sealskin coat, Evelyn:
Sable is much prettier.'
She was surprised at h immediate
effect of her words. Evelyn's COM
placencN vanished. A storm of wrath
hand is satisfied to skimp along on a
miserable little $4,000 a year. when
other men get into business for them
selves and make millions. I daresay
you think. Ruth. that my clothes are
dreams. There isn't a woman in my
set that doesn't have better! Sable?
OF course. I wanted Sable. That hate
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1ul process to compare twenty a week
with almost eight times tina mount,
and then hear EVELYN say, condes-
cendingly: why don't you wait and
buy one piece of real cut glass, Ruth.
instead of so much pressed stuff: Of
course, it looks pretty. But l like
the satisfaction of knowing that my
sweet little dress. You made it Your
self. didn't you? Mercy. I'm glad I
don't have TO bother with sewing. l
like my clothes to DOL like they cost
something"
Ruth listened quietly. kept her pref
IS mouth in a tight line and said moth
ing. but h always was glad when
Evelyn had gone, and always was
blue. Her pressed glass seemed taw-
it away. The pink dimity looked
homemade. She hadn't noticed how
the lace yoke puckered, and she re-
memhered with sick longing the
straight. clean cut folds of the manuve
linen that Evelyn had Worn. Moth
ing homemade about that. 1t was the
very incarnation of perfect cut and
fit, and the strip of lace that marked
the belt line was worth three times as
much as Ruth had paid for her entire
dress.
Sometimes Ruth went to see
Evelyn's apartments big place, fitted
with every modern convenience and
luxury. electric lights, rich toned wall
paper. and woodwork that shone Cir
Ruths fiat it was sc~ratched). oriental
rugs. lovely pictures. and furniture of
rare wood and costly tapestry. Evelyn
regarded it indifferently. Sometimes
Ruth was tempted to remind her of
the long hours behind the ribbon
counter when she was glad to sit upon
a plain, cheap wooden chair, but she
didn't. She simply Went home and
grunlbled to Tom because the landlord
wouldn't repaper the dim, ugly little
parlor. And Tom reminded her that,
considering the transportation facili-
getting their fiat cheap INC the land
lord wasn't inclined to loosen his
purse strings for extras.
Ruth listened a hit sullenly. Tom
resented the s%ullenness. and h at
mosphere was strained until they went
to a nickel show and laughed away
the unpleasantness. Evelyn went
abroad and was gone all summer.
Ruth got back to her former content.
and enjoyed life until EVELYN came
back, ran in to see her. and coaXed
her over to look at her clothes.
Sometimes Ruth wondered why
Evelyn kept up the friendship. There
was a sort of affection between them.
but it was the mild sort h a change
of circumstances is apt to stunt.
EVELYN went with an entirely different
set of people. She asked Ruth to her
parties, but she made her aware in
the same breath that she hardly eS-
pected her to come, because her
clothes would not be suitable. Ruth
never accepted the invitations. h
would have beer very glad to let the
friendship die. SO would Tom. He
had always disliked Evelyn.
But Evelyn would not let it die. She
took Ruth motoring. bought her lunch
cons downtown when they met on
shopping tours, and seemed to be very
of her.
Then Ruth's discomfort seethed
again. Her soft red lips dropped
peevishly. The blue serge suit which
she had just bought seemed cheap.
She told Tom irritably that she was
ashamed to veal it. Tom said moth
ing, although his own suit was almost
too shiny to wear longer at the store.
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SATURDAY, MAY 3, 1913.
HOW THE COUNTRY WENT.

With refreshing frankncss l'resi-
dent Wilson told some plain truths To
those who listened To his New Jersey
speech on Thursday. He reminded
his hearers that the country did not
80 democratic at the last election. 1t
did not go republican, he said, for it
could not tell which kind of republi-
can to so. But it chose the demo-
cratic party us the instrument TO car
~ out certain reforms which it want
ed. If the democratic party is not
successful in doing what the country
wants done it will not be given anoth-
er chance at it. That is the substance
of what MI. Wilson said and VIC DO not
see how il could have becn said. lie
pointed out that it WAS for the pur-
pose of getting certain things done,
and no. for tho purpose of cleNatinG
certain persons to office that the PEG
pie of the country voted as they did.
That kind of doctrine will not he
pleasing to d good many politicians of
the old school. They have been ac-
customed to harping OH the sacrcd-
ness of panty ties until party allie
glance has come to mean more to
them than anything else. The simple
fact is tina the people of this nation
arc not caring greatly for party tics
just now. They are coming To Il rec
IGNITION of the usefulness of a political
marty as , means toward tho accom-.
plisllment of certain objects. and
nothing more. They form conclusions
as to what they believe should b.
done, and the party which seems most
that gets their vote.
President Wilson appears to recog-
nize this quite fully. He seems to
have no illusions as to the attitude
the election of last fall marked II
great turning of the nation from the
republican to the democratic party,
with its attendant security in office
n continuous possession of the pat
ronase which political success gives.
He is quite clear in his views as to
what lies before the party to which
he belongs. He understands that it
is charged with certain duties, and
that on the manner in which it dis
charges those duties depends it's flu
ture. A good many politicians have
made the grave mistake of forgetting
all about this.
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Copyright. 1913, by ". werner.)

NO'HA 1oAcS wy W. NSh
Ruth always had the blues after
Evelyn Berhens had visited her, even
though She ran in for only a brief
call. The two girls had worked for
years at the same ribbon counter.
Ruth. " no was pretty, with soft, WIN
some brown eyes and smooth chestnut
hair. had married Tom Cole, who had
charge of the basement silk counter.
lie got $50 a week, and it is Easy to
figure what sort of Il fat $50 Il week
will allow after furniture on the in
stalment plan. clothes, groceries. meat,
and car fare have been attended to.
Evelyn, who was strikingly hand
some. with big violet eyes and l%ustrous
black hair. had married about the
same time Henry Everett, the highest
salaried buyer upstairs. Eight thou
sand, some n told Tom. Everett got.
Ruth was not envious when Evelyn
didn't prod her. But it was not a joy
The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1913-05-03
ABatch ofSmiles

Two youthful artists having a t
dio in Philadelphia. wherein they not
only work, but lodge AS we'll, were
to make shift. not long ago.
during a period of financial stress,
with such meals as they could them
selves prepare in the studio.
One morning, as the younger Of the
two was "sketching i'm" the coffee, he
gave utterance to loud and bitter
gentlemen to live." he exclaimed.
"oh, 7 don't know" was the airy
complaint OF his friend. Lots of
people are far worse off. l was read
ing only this morning of a recluse
who cooked his own breakfast for
nineteen years"
He must have been awfully hungry
when he finally got it done,' rejoin-
cd the other, savagely.
Two women, mutually confding
their srouchcs. One woman, a sweet
little soul; the other, a self-assertive
body.
You can't think how this high
cost of living affects u.s." confessed
the one. Why. my bills for clothes
alone are more than twice as large
this wear as they We're last year"
"Mercy.' gasped the other. II don't
see how your husband can afford it,
That's the answer-he can't" re-
butted the first. But he couldn't af-
ford it last year. So what's the diff
ference"
Jimmie eiggled when the teacher
read the story of the Roman who
swan re the Tiher three times be-
fore breakfast.
You do not doubt a trained SWIM
mer could do that, do YOU, James,"
No. sir" answered Jimmie; but I
wondered why he didn't make it four
and get back on the side his clothes
were on"
Small Sadie--Mamma. this nickel
you gave me this morning must be
counterfeit.
Mamma-Why do You think 50.
dear?
Small sadie-Well. 1 heard papa
say one time that money talks. and
I've had this money a whole day and
i. hasn't said Il word.
Now. Edgar" said the teacher to
one of the members of the primary
class in grammar. what is the plural
of tomato?'
"Ketchup," was the prompt, but un-
expected reply.
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1ul Ellen Arnold Wore hers over here
yesterday just to make me e%nvious.
Really. Ruth, I suppose You can't I'M
derstand the feeling, you are so easily
ceontended. but when I go to her love-
~ big house and then come back to
this poky apartment | could scream
With rage. Oh, let's not talk about
such things. How's Tom?"
Tom" Ruth repeated dazedly.
He's all right-no, he isn't either.
He's feeling bad. But"
Actually, Ruth" Evelyn continued,
condescendingly. My heart aches
for YOU two. Fancy living on SIS a
week"
Twenty" hastily. And he gets a
raise presently"
"a pittance," sighed Evelyn, with
genuine pity. Ruth knew that she was
not i'll naturedly haunting her. But
she would not have minded if the pity
had been spurious. Evelyn's wild
storm of discomfort had clarified her
w spirit, leaving it bright and sun
shiny. Since $4,000 did not satisfy,
one might as we'll be satisfied with
less.
Don't go so SOON" Evelyn plead
ed, as Ruth rose.
Have to-" said Evelyn. This is
Saturday night, and Ton gets home
earlier. And l dare say" with
twinkling eyes. that he'll be bungrier
than usual. He was feeling-not very
we'll this morning. I want to get him
an extra good supper"
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black. but the back is white. The
tail is a greenish black and very CLOS
sy. The shanks and feet are white.
The Dorking was used by William
Cook in bringing out the Orpington
breed. the Colored Dorking being used
in the Buff O%rpington, the White
Dorking in the White Orpingtons, and
the Speckled Dorking (now discard
ed for the Diamond Jubilee Orping-
tOn
A ration that is not supposed to
cost more than s1.3O per hen for the
year is given by NJ. c. Fitzpatrick of
the Pennsylvania state experiment sta
ton. The ration was used at the sta
ton and proved satisfactory. The
grain formula consists of sixty pounds
OF cracked corn. sixty pounds of wheat
and thirty pounds of oats, while the
nash is made as follows: Sixty
pounds Of cornmeal. sixty. pounds Of
wheat 1middlings, thirty pounds OF
wheat bran, ten pounds of alfalfa
meal. ten pounds Of old process oil
meal. fifty pounds Of beef scrap and
n pound of salt. The chickens are
fed all he dry meal they will eat.
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Who's said to the Chris Colomb
that lamped the senior lin 9TH
er words, the gink that put the 1
In I'm the Guy?" Whot hates to
talk about himself On. Bio.
k-E) or decorate the journals
With his facial fuzzery? Who
makes the sassy curtain speech
and jumps the critics frames and
hopes that in their sheets next
day they'll call him nawsty
names? Who pulls 4 drama now
and then that calls the coppers
out and gets the coin SO We may
e just what the rows about?
Who's keen to take q jab at things
which Time has viewed with awe?
Ye sure Iconoclastic Kid-fIis
Nobs. George Bernard Shaw.
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died for the cause. They'd ask Miss
Hill TO kinda cant her head a little
on n side, SOS to get that enchant-
ing shadow under the eyes. And then
they'd go away-poor boys-perfect-
ly happy. They didn't know they had
rolled the apple of discord through a
fine suffrage organization. Because
by and by it was limited to Miss Hill
that Dutch ncckes were never Worn by
really strong leaders Of the cause
thunder on a first page-and that,
after all. she might be happier If she
worked somewhere else. She picked,
the Wilson bureau. Hence that Wash
ington Job"