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Daily Kennebec journal., 1914-03-10

It is with pleasure that we state Tor
the Maine Fish and Game Comrnis-
sion that all of those shipments OF
Young trout and salmon out OF the
state, which have caused so many or us
to wonder why, have betu in exchange
for other fish from other states. That
Is right and proper and doubtless has
or will result in the betterment of the
fish in our ponds and lakes. But, we
can't help thinking of the good fishing
a few years ago in our Cobbosseeeon-
tee, compared with the almost total
absence of fishing there last season.
Daily Kennebec journal., 1914-03-10

JEPHTHA ENcAMPMENT NO. 8
Meetings at 7.30 o'clock every second
and fourth Tuesday. Tuesday, March ~
work in Patriarchal degree.
]. r, TOWNSEND. e; +.
C. z. STEWART. Scribe.
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TRINITY coMMANDERY, NJ

7 KIM n OOMWNNbEh n y fNO. n
X. T. Special conclave at Masonic Tenn
pie Friday evening, March 13. Work in
the orders of the Temple and Malta. In
spection by Right Eminent Charles w:
Jones. grand commander of the Grand
Cemmandery of Maine. Banquet. All So
jourhing fraters are cordially invited to
attend.
CHAS. r. GETCHELL, E. c.
THOS H BOuGF. See.
Daily Kennebec journal., 1914-03-10

The Bath Times says: something
new in the matter of tag collections
recentlv occurred in this city. when a
little Bath girl purchased the Tag on
the house which notified people tflal
there was a case OF measles WITHIN.
The tag was for her sisters sickness
on1 the transaction was learned Sun
dav when the mother, who was on her
way to church, discovered she had
forgotten her money for the chufcn
contribution. Her daughter offered as
sistance and produced the money she
had obtained by the sale OF the tag 10
her sister Another tag was aodeo 10
the collection later when the sister,
who was so anxious to get the tag.
was taken down with the measles ana
the house was tagged for the second
time.
Daily Kennebec journal., 1914-03-10
ODD FELLOWS HALL.

ASYLUM LODGE, NO. 20, REGULAR
meeting Friday evenings at 7.30. Friday
evening, March 13, work in Third degree
Refreshments
E. F. WESTON. Sec.
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I'd had taken when We |
produced our final class play &C cold
lege. the one IN which took the part
Of Rose Revere. That mans waSl
written on the back. I'm afraid II
didn't properly explaln-I thoughk
he knew all the time who wasi"5 4
20, that's all right" Carruthers
fastened to declare with quite un%
necessary fervor. That's all rightly
But--how did your picture get packs
ed with my private papersg'' s4 4
1t was singular that at that very
moment Mrs. Gilbert found hsrsels
lrresistibly compelled 10 inquire al
to the welfare of the twins. Her mas
ternal solcitude took her swiftly
from the scene.
'I'm sorry you had the trouhas Oh
carrying the photograph so far." ssiG
Doris, sweetly. 4
Lance Carruthers was q tribe AfAA
biguous in his reply, ,
1T isn't the photograph / WIZ
take with me next time" he said. a
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greatness. but who"
But mademoiselle. what OF re!
do | deserve no consideration? Am
to be thrust aside so7 Surely T."
You cannot say anything of me.
you cannot accuse me more merciless-
ly than | accuse myself. But because
] have wronged you. would you have
me make my wrong still deeper NY
heart Is far away in the Southland
tonight. where these little blossoms
came from" She touched with gem
tie fingers the roses on her breast
The Frenchman stood with bowed
head. For the first time III came to
her that It was given. even to this
wording. to love sincerely. A great
nity, born of the new beauty and
light In her own life. stirred within
her heart
She laid her hand for a moment on
his tHa
Forgive me-" she said.
He raised her hand and kissed IL.
reverently. 1913
'Madevolselle. he said. earnestly.
"do you know what you are reIin-
gushing? Are you prepared to fore.
go all the luxury. the pleasure, tbs
splendor of YOUR present life-to give
up that which has become almost D
part OF your being--to give up all
this for a life narrow and petty
life dull and. perhaps even sordhdfs
She raised her head proudly and
be thought he had never seen her
more beautiful than when she an
swered him.
NO" she said. "it is not sordfd,
and II will not be dull. Monsieur. ID
will be glorified by love"
For a moment he stood In silence.
Then he RAISED his head and looked
iato the clear eyes:
''Ah, mademoiselle, II is worth III
eternity of misery-one hour of love
such as that" ass .s@r
He touched her hand again vita
his lips. and then went quickly from
the room without backward glancss
She sank down beside the window.
resting her bowed head on her arms.
and on the night air came to her the
voices OF the chor:sters, triumphAn&s
! Joyous. n
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sang. her glorious voice filling the
room with melody.
She broke Off with little discord-
ant note and leaned her head against
the music rest. like tired child.
Presently she rose and stood re-
garding herself In the long glass. Her
cloak had fallen to the floor and she
of her stage gown. glittering with
ieweled trimmings and billowy with
costly lace. Then she drew from the
bosom OF her gown a note and read
the words again that she had read
and reread many times, smile OF
seorn curving her lips
He had sent her afnote with the
diamonds and roses this morning,
and tonight sh, had promised him an
answer. II was much that he offer
ed her-wealth, position ,and an old,
II furnished, named-andkhis love!
She drew the crimson ,roses from
the bowl and then thrust them back
with gesture OF loathing. They
were too heavy. two sweet, too gorge
Gus. They reminded her forcibly of
him. They suggested too strongly
the dollars and cents expended on
them.
She sank into carved chair, and,
taking a photograph from a silver
holder on the desk, looked critically
at the cynical, world-worn face. AS
she pushed the picture back Into the
holder a pile OF letters met her eyes
she remembered that her maid had
reminded her of her mall on her re-
turn from the theater, but in The
crowding thoughts which had sub
merged her, she had forgotten IL.
She pushed aside the letters con-
temptuously. She was used to, and
weary OF the illusions. But as she
pushed them from her a little oblone
box met her eye and beside, addressed
in the same handwriting. lay a let
ter
With smothered exclamation sht
bent nearer, and her face showed
oddly white under the rouge. With
trembling fingers she tore open the
/ letter and read:
my Little Love---You will doubt
/ less be surprised to hear from Lle
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a photograph that think is Of you
In my possession"
He had flung his hat on the grass
and stood bareheaded before her,
fumbling in his pocket May | tell
you of the picture aud f all that
1t has meant and rcpru 3ented to
me?"
At his first word a haughtiuess
had swept over her sweet face. BIT
at his name she had smiled. Jessie
adored brother. And to meet him
like this. She held out her hand for
the photograph-and laughed when
she saw it--s depreciating laugh.
THAT horrid old thing" She gave
him her hand for an instant. cot
course. I'm very glad to meet you i!
But how did YOU happen to have this
old picture that sent to Jessie soon
after | graduated?"
tarruthers told her. He told her
about his life in the Philippines and
what the picture had meant to him
there and since. incidentally, he
told her-other things.
When finally they sauntered down
to Join the others Mrs. Gilbert few
up TO them, her countensnce radiant
You truants!" she cried. who
introduced YOU TO Miss Whitney,
Lance? | was promising myself that
pleasure >"
Lance looked at her with startled.
puzzled eyes
Miss Whitney," he stammert
Yes Doris Whitney. I've spoaen
OF her to YOU frequently enough,
goodness knows"
The girl burst out laughing
why, Jessie, he had that silly old
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ruthers!"
Honestly, don't, dearl You sec
1t was this ~Ray. When l unpacked
my papers down In Rial found her
picture among them. How It ever
came there Is more than you can
prove to me. wish | did know, for
then | might be able to trace her, TO
meet her. The name on the back
was Rose Revere But / put the
picture on my shelf, and-well, 1t
held me true to a good many ideals
a man feels like letting go OF in such
place and under the conditions l
experienced"
Little Mrs. Gilbert sat up with a
gasp.
do you mean to tell me, Lance
Carruthers," she said, sternly, that
you've fallen In love with a photo
graph"
I've fallen in love with the orig
inal of a photograph in my possess
sion," he returned, stubbornly, "and
/ am going to keep on waiting and
hoping TO meet the original. When
do, I'll marry and not till thent"
"But-Lance, consider! Suppose
she is already married."
Il refuse to consider anything OF
the sort.' returned Mr.. Carrutheri
placidly.
well, OF all the conceited--"
ut isn't conceit. Jess. It is pre-.
Characterization prophetic divin-
alton! Do you want to see the pho.
tograph7" He made a dive for his
breast pocket.
mol" replied Mrs. Gilbert, with
emphasis. ! do-not wish--to---
see it!N
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1kAV7@8 lovn,s HOUR SFEE

She held up her hand. mo" she
said, sit is not Elsa nor Marguerite,
nor any of those roles that you have
seen me play so many times. II ia
an old role, which discarded years
ago. but which / have resumed to-
night. and which hope to continue
in throughout my life. II is a role
which ! have played many times. the
only requisites of which are simplici-
~ and truth. and the applause. the
only applause worth while, the ap-
probation of true and honest
hearts,"
She broke off abruptly and lifted
the glittering necklace from the desk,
When ! came TO the city" she
went on. this great, throbbing city,
with its beautiful. sad. wicked life,
was young girl, untutored In the
| hard lessons of the world had
lived among people whose women
were good and men honest and
thought all men and women good and
honest. When I think OF the simple
untried girl was and the danger
that menaced me. I shudder, even
now.
But the world was good to ME
MY voice and the beauty men saw
possess stood me In good stead. The
world offered me Its poor best. and
was dazzled with its glitter and
CLEAN. was like fy. caught in Q
| golden web, fascinated and yeI
afraid.
To-day. monsieur, you asked me-
you did me the honor to ask me tc
become your wife; YOU offered m,
! wealth and position"
And my love, madamoiselle."
And your love. Tonight Civ,
them back to you with these" ch,
held out the great string OF dia
monds.
You did me great honor, and
thank you for II. but tonight an in
fuence that has exerted itsel
throughout my life has spoken to m,
heart in voice which cannot be 81
fenced. And 80 l am going away.
am going back TO the old role again
the role OF the simple. happy, quie
life, shall marry a man who is no
! great. perhaps, as the world count
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LOVES HOUR

In your new tand gorgeous surround
ings the Wife must SEEM to you
like a. dream; the old friends like
are everNthe same Margaret4-my lit
tie love. II
"Egel I'm theksleepy village rumors
of your great fame come TO us. | hear
you have the world at your feet. But
1t has not spoiled you. I know. For
with your beautiful voice and your
beautiful face God gave You a beau
tiful soul. You will grow weary of
your empty life some day, for love
must conquer Vim the end.
II passed S1r old trysing place
today. The roses were In bloom all
about it. A uish of old memories
came to meiandtT pIucked some of the
half-opened' bxlds to send to you.
Goodby. my fdear. my dear. With
faith and love. r."
She tore the, cover from the box
and drew out cluster Of white roses.
From the flowers In her hand she
looked at the crimson blooms In the
bowl, and again Nat the blossoms in
her hand; little blossoms they were,
looking insignificant and meagre be-
side their regal sisters. but she press
ed them. 10 her lips. IA rush of tears
binding her. Thensshe bowed her
head upon her hands-not sobbing-
only remembering.
The noises Of the street grew faint
and far; instead. thei grass was green
beneath her feet. the sky was blue
overhead, and underta canopy OF lit
tie white roses she stood. her head
upon her lovers breast, listening to
his first whispers OF love.
The numbering Of some heavy We
hicle reused her With sudden i'm
petuous movement she unclasped the
diamond necklace frcm about her
throat and heaped 1t in giatterine
pile upon the desk, and tossed the
photograph upon the glowingt Goals
Then she rose. twhite and trembling
the voices OF the choristers still
hymning In the gray old church
came to her. she stood listening
with the roses crushed to her breast
After while she went into the
room beyond, and, knaeling down
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minds OF her friends. But II only
II only she might introduce her
brother to Doris Whitney!
She had seen and greeted Doris on
her arrival, but the girl had become
lost in the crowd of guests. And
after enduring graciously innumer-
able introductions Lance had begged
off to go and have smoke.
The sIoping woods back of the
house were his favorite refuge. Here
at least were no cordial dowagers to
be flattered, no silken trains to STUN
BILE over.
He went up and on until he came
near his favorite resting place, a
natural throne in a grove of pine and
oak, from which one might look
down on the silyery food of the
Hudson, rolling below.
But-alas, An occupant claimed
his leafy retreat.
He half turned on his heel In dis
gust, when something familiar
struck him about the girl who sat
there, reading a tiny book.
She was in pink. soft. lustrous.
glowing pink, that against the YER
dant gloom of the forest made her
look like "a rose with all It's sweet
est leaves yet folded" Suddenly she
looked up, repeating, 1t seemed, TO
herself a passage she had read.
Rose Revere" he cried to him
self. with sudden compelling convic-
ton. Rose Reverb" And then he
went straight up TO her
II beg your pardon" he sa'f. "ry
name is Lance Carrath IS. siy is
ter Mrs. Gthert, m a
toned me to .ou. !...s.-A t. I've
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THE PHOTOGRAPHER y

innocent as a baby's smiled a gra-
cious negative.
mo, l haven't honey" she said
sweetly She had drawn off her
gloves and now laid coaxing little
white hand on his arm. And
want you to tell me just what the
romance is that has come into your
life. to make you so opposed to the
very idea Of matrimony.
"As boy you always had more
little schoolgirl sweethearts than any
other young fellow for half dozen
blocks around. But since you've
been down In the Philippines. did
some dusky daughter of Luzon steal
your hearth" mischievously.
His face-not exactly handsome
face, but one fine. firm and with an
expression about 1t that in a woman
one would have called winsome-
flushed a dark red. He half-turned
his head away and spoke gruffiy to
the ponies.
Il believe your witch, Jess" he
said at last. You've always been
able to hypnotic me after a fashion.
But you won't be able to hypnotic
me into becoming enamored of your
dearest friend. For-Ill make a
clean breast of film In love al
ready"
Lance" She leaned forward anx-
iously. "Lance--deari"
True as truth. Jess!" he said,
solemnly.
who Is she?" demanded little
Mrs. Gilbert in tone dramatically
| intense.
''I-don't-knowl"
u--don't-knowl Lance Car
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the girl saw the stranger pass along
for a block, and after halt OF three
or four minutes turn and retrace his
steps. She drew in her head and
moved back a little and presently
she saw him at the front door OF the
postoftlce.
1t was the village postofflce and
grocery combined. with its windows
defended by wooden shutters. The
man left the shutters alone and gave
all his attention to the door. IT was
certain that he was robber, and the
girl found herself trembling as she
watched.
There was no Waterman In the
village and the constable had no
telephone in his house. The county
sheriff was at Medina, eight miles
away, and even If the girl called him
up he would be too late.
The fellow had the door open in
five or six yminutes and had disap-
peared inside. The night was so still
that the ring of telephone call
would reach his ears, In which case
he might come running out and take
revenge. He had only to come up
an outside stairway to be In the Of
fee.
On a table II the room sat a glass
bottle In which tho other girl had
brought cold tea for her lunch. Miss
Nelly promptly picked 1t up and
hurled 1t through the open window
| halfway across the street. 1t fell
on the gravel and made great
| smashing noise.
The sounds reached the robbers
ear, and he came out on theirun and
was soon out Of sight. He had no
time to steal anything, as an exam
| ination next morning showed, but
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man he was, and then looked into the
mirror and blushed trl6e. Then
she said to herself that It was his
duty to get all the information he
could to lead to an arrest and 1t
certainly was her duty to aid him.
Two days later the sheriff appear
ed again. he had heard of mys-
terious man on horseback. Did this
robber first appear mounted on horse
or mule? Did he dlsmount and hitch
/ his horse TO post like an honest
farmer? Did he mount again when
departing7
Miss Nelly was sure that he ar
rived and departed on foot. She was
30 sure that she smiled at his ques-
ton.
Did she think he belonged to the
Black Hand. or was a straight~hair-
ed American working the Job on the
American plan?
Really, now. but come to think II
over there was something In his gait
to remind her Of highland Scotch
man. but she didn't feel like sayn. !,
that he was one.
No, OF course not; but the detail
was valuable, Would she say, from
the robbers gait. that he had ever
suffered amputation of the toes or
heels. on account of frostbItes? Did
he have q cough? If 80. was It an
asthmatic cough? He, the sheriff
knew of grocer in his town who
had an asthmatic cough, and per.
hama ha "A nrfn ,a1
Miss Nelly thought there had been
no frost-bites, and she had taker
no notice of cough of any sort oil
kind. She would go over the Incl.
dents In her mind again. and II she
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could recall cough or frost&bitS
the news should at once be forwArd-.
ed by telephone. .@ eM
Mr.. Strother was thankfuS--sc
thankful. He intended to devonD all
his life to the capture OF thA red
handed criminal and anything On thsi
way OF clew would arouse HIS last~l
Ing gratitude. He would call again
and let her know how the CaseT pru~I
crossed. 4
1t was week later that the @hsfA
iff made good his word. He toldsMfaai
Nelly on the quiet that he had had
three deacons, two elders, one 1nfn@1
lister, two poets and doctor sandstN
surveillance, but couldn't say Ahas
any one OF them was guilty.
Could she remember whether the
robber wore q celluloid or q Mnen
collar? Were his f1nger-nails tpol-
ished or only scraped? When hsI
came rushing out OF the place df6fhsl
give utterance TO and remark-lAuJ
appeal to his aged mother--a pro |
fame ejaeulation--a expression oG
surpris6 that any one had bottles t0j
waste?
Miss Nellie h ID been wanting tsG
laugh for some time Now she gfgA
gled and added: "Mr. Strothers, don
you really believe you will ever catcft
my robher?" !
We'll. n-n-n-no," he slowly red
piled, as he stroked his chin ssEosI
Miss Hampton. do not. III I catcha
YOU instead | shall be very happy
man"
Aud II was not long before Mics
Nellie Hampton resigned from tha
telephone business for a better site
uation. Al
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the crowd. He forged a passage
rmong. the many waiting traps and
swept OFF his hat with an exaggerated
gesture Of delight when he beheld
his sister:
Halo, Jess" He was clambering
in beside her. Kept my word to
come down, to your tiresome old gar
den party, YOU see,"
lie gave her fraternal smack on
the COOL peach-pink cheek she lifted.
and reached for the reins.
"Tll drive. You talk. Who lie
berc--and who Is coming? And is the
.ui.ction of this afternoon to be par
rularly elaborated"
@, about dozen people are at
10 house. About 200, think, are
~..-JIa. Wei have tsa on the lawn
80 NJ, that SCR; IF thing. Lots of
.tt girls Lance. And prettiest
,f 81 is Doris Whitney,"
.sr"s Caruthers groaned audibly.
;Still harping on my daugh-
'a,." he quoted. Jess, haven't
ygu given that idea up YETI"
iittlr Mrs. Gilbert, with eyes as
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have been some resident Of the vii
lage in Disguise"
Just so, Miss Hampton--just
so. You have been very lucid In
your descriptions, but | may have to
see YOU again"
When he had departed, Miss Nelly
wondered why he would have to see
her again and the thought was rath-
er pleasant than otherwise.
In couple OF days he brought a
lame old tramp over for her TO iden-
tify. The Weary couldn't have run
a rod to save his neck. No. he was
not the man, and he was turned loose
and told to go west and found a
town.
This was not all. however
Would you say that the robber
had had the idea in mind for some
timer" blandly asked the sheriff.
Miss Nelly couldn't be sure
'Did he have on goggles. or only
plain spectacles?"
She couldn't positively say.
did he have finger or thumb
missing from either hand?"
He might have had
His eyebrowsf Did Miss Nelly no.
tice them particularly? If the right
man with the right eyebrows, be
brought before her could she identi-
fy him and them?
She was doubtful.
Very well, Miss Hampton. You
have given me many valuable clews,
but tt is possible that I may have to
call again. must compliment you
on your GOODNESS and bravery"
Why should the sheriff want to
come again? The girl asked herself
the question, recalled what q manly
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drew from a drawer an oblong pack
iage. She shook out the folds of a
white muslin gown and smoothed it,
Laughing softly. she slipped out
Iof the heavy. silken gown and donned
1.-THE simple white one. She let down
her heavy hair and braided It in one
long plat, washed the rouge from her
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Cance made Margaret's head threb
I'D sho pressed her hands 70 her
yrs. YEARLY.
raging. From pit to gallery the
Horn lad swept and again and again
sac had been recalled When she
lad, Win difficulty. eluded the
hiath7rHated throng about the stage
eu truaSe she had sunk back in the
cushioned depths of the barouche. too
weary 70 do more than smile family
Ia appreciation of her managers ex-
traraea Mt praises,
She still wore her costume of
pink and gold brocade and kept her
epsra cloak about her shoulders. She
had drawn Off her long gloves and
was erumh'ine them absently be
tween her tlneers.
ONLY the insistent ticking or the
little Dresden clock broke the silence
low dull, muffed roar came to her.
she crossed the room and looked out
IN the hnsy lighted streets.
How the people jostled and ell
bowed A good-natured crowd it
was. she. Ia all the wide city, seem
ID to be alone
From the little church on the cor
ser came to her the hymning of the
s.oristRrs practicing the Sunday
nnsic, their fresh glad voices rising
sAaltaBtly
She nut her hands TO her ears. as
81 70 shut ont the sound, and then,
e;1ssinr the room. seated herself az
Ire nisno. Touching the keys softly.
a FIRST her fingers wondered Idly
*hrtssi%s'r. :mt after while they
ScA'rt .nlaintive little air, and she
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entered with card. but Margaret
was too engrossed to note her sur
prise.
81 will see him." she said. and
there was a hard note in her voice.
She was standing with her back to
the door and at first he did not rec
ognize her, but as she turned and
addressed him, he went forward, dra-
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SO pretty he secretly congratulated
himself on having this opportunity.
1t took only Is minutes to obtain
all necessary Information. but still
he fingered. The girl had described
the robbers hight--his prying open
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"A BETTER !. JOB"

the door-his panicky departure and
her own feelings, but the sheriff
looked as wise as an owl as he said:
Very clear--very clear, but we
must not neglect the slightest clew,
you know. Did you notice the color
of the mans eYes?'
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the sheriff came over to see aboutl 1t.
Dick Strothers was not yet 80. He
had started in law, but the reform
ers had nominated and elected him
sheriff almost against his will. It
was necessary for him TO interview
Miss Nelly and when he found her