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The Bennington evening banner. (Bennington, Vt.) 19??-1961, 1913-06-06
GRAPE JUICE DINNER OFF
Disappointed by Bryan, Atlanta
Abandons Novel Feast.

Atlanta, June 2-This city was to
have held tonight its first grape
juice dinner. but the man who was to
have been the guest of honor, the
man who made the grape cocktail
famous did not appear, and the grape
Juice dinner was abandoned.
William Jennings Bryan, Secre-
tary of State and strong advocate Of
prohibition, is the man who "reneg-
ed" on the Atlanta invitation. He
was to have made a speech tonight
at the twentyfifth anniversary Of the
founding OF the Georgia School Of
Technology, but a few days ago he
telegraphed to President Mathewson
that he could not keep his engage
ment. AS a result, the anniversary
opening had to be delayed a day, and
the grape juice dinner was called on.
The Bennington evening banner. (Bennington, Vt.) 19??-1961, 1913-06-06
s,ros and insects and veo.tation.

\ well known French scientist has
asserted that without birds to check
the ravsges Of insects upon vegetation
human life would vanish from this
planet in the space Of nine years. But
for the vegetation the insects would
perish: but for the insects the birds
would perish and but for the birds
vegetation would be destroyed Ma
ture has therefore formed a delicate
balance Of power which cannot be dis
turbed without bringing great loss and
unhappiuess to the world. - London
TIT PITS
The Bennington evening banner. (Bennington, Vt.) 19??-1961, 1913-06-06
PUBLIC NOTICE

The Police Officers Of the Village
Of Bennington have been instructed
to arrest all automobile and motor
cycle owners and drivers, who are
found running their machines at a
speed OF more than 10 miles per hour
IN the future. Per order OF
John Nash, Chairman OF Police.
L. II. Buss, Chairman OF Streets.
The Bennington evening banner. (Bennington, Vt.) 19??-1961, 1913-06-06
Tried 40 Dc Retter.

A tramp told a woman a hard luck
story about losing his wife and family
Ssd home in an explosion.
"9ut." the woman said. that isn't
the sa7ae story you told me last week"
Il know. lady," said the tramp. but
you didn't believe last weeks story"
The Bennington evening banner. (Bennington, Vt.) 19??-1961, 1913-06-06

Willie-Does your pa ever send you
30 bed before : when you're naughty
Bobby-Worse'n that. When I've been
had be makes me get MP before 7.-Bos-
ton Transcript.
The Bennington evening banner. (Bennington, Vt.) 19??-1961, 1913-06-06

Be wise today. lis madness to de.
fer.-YOung.
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10
Copyright. A C. McClurg & Co.. 1s1o)

lines. AS he ended he crushed the
paper between his fingers, and walked
away to the end of the corral. He
wanted to be alone. to think. to decide
definitely upon what he ought to do.
Hawley. according to the schedule
Just read, must have left Larned alone
early the day before; this night he
would be camped at the water-hoie:
with daybreak he expected to resume
his lonely journey ACROSS the desert
to the Salt Fork. For years Keith had
lived a primitive life. and in some
ways his thought had grown primi-
tive. His code of honor was that OF
the border. tinged by that of the South
before the war. The antagonism exist
ing between him and this gambler was
personal, private. deadly-not an af-
fair for any others-outsiders-t med
die with. He could wait here, and
permit Hawley to be made captive;
could watch him ride unsuspectingly
into the power of these armed men,
and then turn him over to the law to be
dealt with. The very thought nause-
ated him. That would be coward
act, leaving a stain never to be eradi-
Gated. No, he must meet this as
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10
CHAPTER xxxvi.
The Duel In the Desert.

Keith rode straight forward into the
sandy desolation, squirting his horse
into swift trot After one glance
backward as they clambered up the
steep bank, glance which revealed
Hopes slender form in the cabin door.
his eyes never turned again that way.
He had a mans stern work to do out
yonder, and his purpose could not be
swerved, his firmness of hand and
keenness Of eye affected. by any
thought of her. His lips compressed
his fingers gripping the rein, he drove
all regretful memory from his mind
until every nerve within him throbbed
in unison with his present purpose
He was right; he knew he was right
1t was not hate. not even revenge
which had set him forth, leaving love
behind, but honor-the honor of the
South, and of the frontier, Of his an
cestry and his training-honor that
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10
SYNOPSIS.

Jack Keith, a virginian. now a bor-
der plainsman. is looking for roaming war
parties OF ssvages He sees a wagon team
az full gallop pursued by men on ponies
when Keith reaches the wagon the raid
ers have massacred two men and de-
parted. He searches the victims finding
trait Keith KI I9c arres Wlsn az Carson CITY
charged with the murder. his accuseF be-
ing ruffian named Black Bart. A negro
companion in his cell named Neb tells him
that he knew the Keiths in Virginia Neb
says one of the murdered men was John
Sibley, the other Gen Willis Waite, form
erly Confederate officer. The plainsman
ana Neb escape. and later the fugitives
come upon cabin and find Its occupant
10 be young girl. whom Keith thinks
ne saw at Carson City. The girl explains
had deserted from the army. and that
Mr. Hawley induced her TO come to the
cabin while he sought her brother. Haw-
ley appears. and Keith in hiding recog-
nlzes him as Black Bart. There Is ter
Tinc battle In the darkened room In when
Keith Is victor. Horses are appropriately
ana ana the girl who says that her name IS
Hope; Joins In the escape. Keith explains
ms situation and the fugitives make tor
Fort Larned, where the girl is left with
me hotel landady; Miss Hope tells that
Keith and Neb drift into Sheridan. where
Keith meets an old friend. DR.. Fairbain.
Keith meets the brother OF Hope Waite.
HI nmrb,tt the assumed name of FREQ MI WI,
BACK Bart has some plot involving the
TWO. Hope learns that Gen Waite. who
was thought murdered is at Sheridan,
and goes there, where she is mistaken for
christie Maclaire. the Carson City singer,
Keith meets the real Christie Maclaire
and finds that Black Bart has convinced
her that there is a mystery in her life
which he is going to turn to her advan-
tage. The plainsman tells Hope Waite OF
her resemblance to Christie Maclaire.
They decide that Fred Wilioughby may
hold the key to the situation. Keith finds
Wflloughby shot dead. Hope is told Of
the death of her brother. Keith fails to
learn what representations Black Bart
has made to Christie Maclaire. Hope
suggests that in order to learn the secret
she must briefly impersonate the stage
singer. DR.. Fairbain is in love with
Christie Macaire and Keith induces him
to detafn her from the stage while Hope
goes to the theater where she meets
Black Bart, who, thus deceived, tells
Hope that General Waite has suspected
his plans and that they must fly. Hope,
greatly alarmed, demurs. General Waite
appears and says Black Bart has stolen
papers from him regarding an inheri-
lance Keith is Informed that Christie
Maclaire's real name is Phyllis Gale and
that she Is the half sister of Hope The
latter has been carried away by Black
Bart and his gang. Dr. Fairbain avows
his love for Phyllis and she accepts him.
Keith and his friends strike the trail Of
Black Bart. They find Hope has been ia
ken back to the old cabin. The wilderness
cabin is the scene of a fight in which
Outflow enemies.
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10

His tone was full OF good numor.
and his lips smiling. yet somehow she
felt her heart sink. an inexplicable
fear finding expression In her eyes.
"But-but why do you need to go!
Couldn't some OF the others?~
There Is a reason which ! will ex-
plain later" he said. more gravely.
Surely you can trust me. Hope. and
feel that am only doing what II
seems absolutely necessary for me to
do?" He bent down and kissed her.
1T will be only for few hours. and
no cause for worry. Goodbye now,
until We meet tonight at the water
hole"
The east was gray with coming day
light as he rode splashing across the
stream and up the opposite bank. She
watched him. rubbing the binding
mist from her eyes. until horse and
man became a mere dark speck. final
ly fading away completely into the
dull plain Of the desert
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10
Heavy Luggage.

Every tramp squares and squares
with a heavy bag or suit case In your
hand-the weight apparently increas.
ing every minute? It's trying, nerve
racking and decidedly uncomfortable,
isn't 1t? People who have experienced
this will surely call down blessings
upon the head of the inventor of rat
tan or straw bags and suit cases. They
have so little weight ard the cost is
so slight that every girl or man who
goes away for short trips where a
small case is necessary and where the
luggage must be carried by hand
should invest in one of these sensible
luggage carriers
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10
The Eyes Of the Two Met in Defiance.

drove him now to meet Hawley face
to face, man to man, to settle the feud
| between them for all time. And he
rode smiling, gladly, as to tryst,
| now that he was at last alone, free
| In the desert
The hours passed, the sun rising
| higher in the blazing blue of the sky;
| the horse, wearied by the constant
| pull of the sand, had long since slowed
| down to a walk; the lastNdim blur OF
the cottonwoods along the Fork had
| disappeared and the rider swayed in
' the saddle, the dead lifelessness Of
sky and desert dulling his brain. Yet
| he had not forgotten his errand-rous-
ing constantly from lethargy to sweep
his shaded eyes about the rounded
horizon, keenly marking the slightest
shadow across the sands, taking ad-
vantage of every drift to give him
wider viewpoint, rising in his stirrups
| to scan the leagues of desolation
ahead. Twice he drew his revolver
from out its sheath, tested 1t, and
| Sl1pp6u III fresh CdIIT1uS0b IOIul a.
ing the weapon more lightly to it's
place, the flap of the holster turned
back and held open by his leg. The
sun beat upon him like ball of fire.
the hot sand flinging the blaze back
into his face. He pushed back the
upper part of his shirt and drank a
swallow of tepid water from can
teen strapped behind the saddle. His
eyes ached with the glare, until he
saw fantastic red and yellow shapes
dancing dizzily before him. The
WEAKNESS of the long night pressed
upon his eye-balls; he felt the strain
of the past hours, the lack Of food
the need of, rest. His head nodded,
and he brought himself to life again
with jerk and muttered word. star
ing out into the dim. formless dis
lance. Lord. II there was only some
thing moving: something he could
concentrate his attention upon; some
thing to rest the straining eyesi
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10

became a man, and now, now before
Hope so much as dreamed of his pur-
pose-aye, and before he spoke an
other word Of love to Hope He
wheeled about fully decided on his
course, his duty. and met Fairbain
face to face.
Jack" the latter said earnestly,
81 read the note over your shoulder,
and of course | know what you mean
to do. A Southern gentleman could
not choose otherwise. But I've come
here to beg you to let me have the
chance"
You" surprised and curious.
What greater claim on that fellows
life have you than II"
The pudgy hands of the doctor
grasped the plainsman's shoulders
Its for Christie" he explained
brokenly. "She was the one he tried
to run away with. You-you know
how feel"
"Sure, | know" shaking the other
off. yet not roughly. But 1t happen
ed to be Miss Waite he took, and so
this is my job, Fairbain. Besides, I've
got another score to settle with him. "
He wasted little time upon prepare
tions-a few brief words of instruc-
ton to Bristoe; request to the doc
tor not to leave Hope alone; the ex-
tracing of a promise from the two
Bar X" men to return to Larned
with the prisoners. Then he roped
the best horse in the corral, saddled
and bridled him, and went into the
cabin She had light burning, and
met him at the door.
Il thought you would never come,
but they told me you were unhurt.
mot scratch, little girl; we have
been lucky bunch. But have had
a great deal to look after. Now
shall be obliged to ride ahead as far
as the water-hole, and let you come
on with the others a little later, after
you get breakfast You can spare me
a few hours. can't you"
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10
Fire In Bank of England.

The first fire within memory oc-
CURED at the Bank of England, Lon
don, few days ago. The fire broke
out in the southeastern portion Of
the building. The flooring and joist-
ing were considerably damaged. The
outbreak was discovered by the Bank
of England authorities, and subdued
by their own appliances in 80 min
utes. A lieutenant and a dozen men
of the Irish Guards on duty at the
bank, with fixed bayonets, assisted
the police in keeping the crowd back
from the building.
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10
CHAPTER overwhelmingly

"It's the Indian" he said grimly,
Sanchez must a. mistook him fer
one of us, and shot the poor devil"
And Sanchez himself is out yonder
on that sand-pit," and Keith pointed;
then lifted his voice to make 1t carry
across the stream. Come on over.
Doctor, you and Neb. We've got the
gang Bring that body out there
along with you"
The Bar X" man waded out to
help, and the three together laid the
dead Mexican outlaw on the bank, be-
side the Indian he had shot down in
his effort to escape. Keith stood for
q moment bending low to look curl
ously into the dead face-wrinkled,
SCARED. still featuring cruelty, the
thin lips drawn back in snarl. What
scenes of horror those eyes had gazed
upon during fifty years of crime;
what suffering of men, women. chill
dren: what deeds of rapine; what ex-
amples of merciless hate. Juan
Sanchez!-the very sound of the name
made the blood run cold. Dead or
alive!" Well, they had him at last
dead; and the plainsman shuddered.
as he turned away.
Taking Fairbain with him and has
tily reviewing late occurrences to him,
Keith crossed over to the corral. real
tzing that their work-his work-was
not wholly done until Hawley had
been located. With this quest In mind
he strobe straight to the blackboard
ed giant who had guarded Hope from
Sheridan.
What is your manner" he asked
sharply.
The man looked up scowling
"Hatchett," he answered gruff1y.
We'll. Hatchett, am going to ask
you question or two, and advise you
to reply just about as straight as you
know how. am in no mood tonight
for any foolishness. Where is Black
Bart Hawley?"
How in dell should | know"
"You do know, just the same. Per
haps not to an inch, or mile, but
you know near enough where he is.
and where he has been since you left
| Sheridan"
IF | do, I'm damned If I'll tell you
mo? Well now. Hatchett, listen to
me-" and Keith's voice had in it the
click of steel trap. You'll either
answer, and answer straight, or We'll
hang you to that cottonwood in about
five minutes If you want a chance
for your miserable life you answer
me. We have our way of treating your
kind out In this country. Sit up, you
brute! Now where did Hawley go aft
er he left your"
ITO Fort Larned."
After those fresh horses?"
Yes"
He didn't bring them to you;
know that. Where has he been SINGER
"Topeky and Leavenworth.
How do, you known"
He writ me note the boss herdei
brought"
Hand 1t over"
Keith took the dirty slip OF paper
the man reluctantly extracted from
his belt. and Fairbain lit matches
while he ran his eyes hastily over the
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10
Roara In Mrdirinn

Roses at one time figured prom
lnently in the pharmacopoeia. Pliny
gives 80 remedies compounded OF
rose leaves and petals. Sufferers
from nervous complaints used to seek
relief by sleeping on rose pillows and
one is told that Helogabalus used TO
infbibe rose wine as a pick-me-up
after his periodical gormandizing
hours. The flower was also served
at table, both as a garnish. in the way
parsley is now used. and as a salad.
and rose water was largely used for
flavoring dishes. Roses as food have
gone out OF favor among western ma
tons, but the Chinese still eat rose
fritters.
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10
Both Vows Broken,

Apropos of the anti-vfVisectionists'
fight against the Nobel prize award
to DR.. Alexis Carrel Of the Rockefel-
Ter institute, Prof. Herbert Satterley
said the other day in Jacksonville:
These ants contradict themselves
terribly when they try to prove that
animal research Is useless and futile.
They just put themselves in the posi-
ton of one of their number whom /
met at my hotel the other day.
"As this anti was dining I bent for
ward and said to him:
pardon me, bat you are, l believe
both an administrations and a vege
tarian?'
eyes, sir, that is correct he an
swered
"'Then,' said I, you will probably
be shocked to learn that you have
just eaten live caterpillar with you1
lettuce salad"
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10

But there MAS nothing. absolutely
nothing-just that seemingly endless
stretch of sand. circled by the blazing
sky. the wind sweeping It's surface
soundless and hot. as though from the
pits OF he'll: no stir. no motion. no
movement Of anything animate o. In
animate to break the awful monotony.
Death. 1t was death everywhere! his
aching eyes rested on nothing but
what was typical of death. Even the
heat waves seemed fantastic, gro
tesque. assuming spectral forms.
With every step OF advance the
brooding silence seemed more pro
found. more deathlike. He got to
marking the sand ridges, the slight va,
riations giving play to the brain. Way
of to the left was the mirage OF a
lake, apparently 30 real that he had
to battle with himself to keep from
turning aside. He dropped forward
in the saddle, his head hanging low,
SO blinded by the incessant sun glare
he could no longer bear the glitter OF
that horrible ocean Of sand. 1t was
noon now-noon, and he had been rid
ing steadily seven hours. The thought
brought his blurred eyes again to the
horizon. Where could he be, the man
he sought In the heart of this soli-
tude? Surely he should be here by
now, If he had left the water-hoie at
dawn. Could he have gone the longer
route, south to the Fork? The posi-
bility of such a thing scared through
him like a hot iron, driving the dull
| ness from his brain, the lethargy from
his limbs. God! no! Fate could never
| play such a scurvy trick as that! The
man must have been delayed; had
where ahead, yonder where the blue
haze marked the union of sand and
sky, he was surely coming, riding half
dead. and dropping in the saddle.
| Again Keith rose In his stirrups,
rubbing the mist out Of his eyes that
he might see clearer, and stared
ahead. What was that away out yon.
der? shadow? spot dancing before
his tortured vision? or a moving, liv.
ing something which he actually saw?
He could not tell, he could not be
sure, yet he Strengthened up expect
antly. shading his eyes. and never
losing sight of the object. 1t moved,
grew larger, darker, more reai-yet
how 1t crawled, crawled, crawled to
ward him. It seemed as II the vague
shapeless thing would never take
| form, never stand out revealed against
the sky so he could determine the
truth. He had forgotten all else-the
silent desert, the blazing sun, the
burning wind-all his soul concen
trated on that speck yonder. Sudden
probably-and, when it rose into view
again, he uttered a cry Of joy-it was
a horse and rider
Little oy little they drew nearer
one another, two black specks In that
vast ocean of sand, the only moving,
living things under the brazen circle
of the sky. Keith was ready now. his
eyes bright, the cooked revolver
gripped hard in his hand The space
between them narrowed and Hawley
saw him. caught glimpse of the face
under the broad hat brim, the burn
ing eyes surveying him. With an oath
he stopped his horse, dragging at his
gun, surprised, dazed, yet instantly
understanding Keith also halted. and
across the intervening desert the eyes
of the two men met in grim defiance.
(TO BE CONffNUED)
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10
Eagle Nest In Western New York

Eagle Nest In Western New York.
An eagles aerie, with five little
eaglets, is on the Davis farm in the
town Of Somerset, Niagara county. on
the shores Of Lake Ontario.
For many seasons past two Amer
lean eagles have made their headquar
ters at the Davis farm, but never un
til this season did they nest. and SC
far as known 1t is the first time that
a nest has been built In Niagara coun
ty The eaglets are carefully guarded
by the old birds as we'll as by the
memb ers of the Davis family. Hunt
ers are forbidden by law to shoot the
birds.-Rochester Post Express.
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10
GET THIS FOR COLDS
Prescription for Positive Results
Don't Experiment.

Prom your druggist get two ounces
81 Glycerine and half an ounce of Globe
Pine Compound Concentrated Pine).
fake these two ingredients home and
put them into a half pint OF good whis-
key. Shake we'll Take one to two tea
spoonfuls after each meal and at bed
time. Smaller doses to children ac-
cording to age" This Is said 10 be the
quickest cough and cold cure known to
the medical profession. Be sure to go
only the genuine Globe Pine Compound
concentrated Pine. Each half ounce
bottle comes In a tin screw-top sealed
case. II your druggist is out of stock
he will quickly get it from his whole
sale house. Don't fool with uncertain
mixtures. II is risky. Local druggists
say that for the past six years this has
had a wonderful demand. Published by
the Globe Pharmaceutical laboratories Of
Chicago
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10
Painting With a Sponge.

An artist whose work In water color
is described in the Studio says that
because the sable brushes are toe
small, she uses for certain sweeping
effects of light and shade on the
dresses. for example. sponge This
artist is described as using water col
ors, not within the narrow limitations
usually prescribed. but as an indi-
vidual means of expression. She
sometimes joins three pieces of the
water color board together to make
the pictures she likes to produce In
this medium
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10
Mo Time Wasted.

Olaf Larson. working in a millinery
warehouse. backed into an elevator
shaft and fell down Ave stories with a
load of boxes. Horror-stricken. the
other employees rushed down the
stairs, only to find him picking him
self unframed out Of the rubbish
"Ess de boss mad?" he whispered
cautiously Tai EN- Ay had to come
down for nails anyway."-Success
Magazine.
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10
Shoppers Cramp.

Simeon Ford, at a dinner Of hotel
men in New York, discussed a new
disease.
There's a new disease called shop
per's cramp," he said. 1T appears
early in December, becomes violent
ly epidemic about the middle of the
month and ends suddenly on the eve
ming of the oath.
Women feel shoppers cramp in
the arms, the limbs, everywhere; but
1t attacks the husband only in one
place-the pocket"
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10
A We akIinu.

Il am sorry to say" remarked the
young wife, that my husband seems
to lack initiative and decision"
What has caused you to think SOP"
her friend asked.
Il have to suggest it every time
when he asks for raise in salary, and
then he hesitates for a long time
about doing it,"
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1913-01-10

Do not wait to have your attention
called to the care of your teeth by the
pain which follows their neglect. Visit
your dentist, if you need his services,
at once. Commence the use of Denta-
cura Tooth Paste daily and preserve
your teeth. Csc a tube at stores or
direct by mail. Dentacura Co., AL
ling ST., Newark, N. ]. Adv.