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Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1914-08-06
FIRE SMEEPS
STATE FAIR
STRUCTURES


Fire of unknown origin starting under
the old grandstand at the state fair
grounds in Milwaukee Sunday night de
stroyed ten buildings and the grand
tand, causing a loss estimated at
81, O90 The loss is fully covered by in
surance.
| What caused the fire is unknown. It
was the sixth blaze discovered under
the grandstand by the watchmen of the
park since Saturday morning. The
first five had been extinguished by the
employees Of the park. On one occa-
sion the West Allis fire department had
been summoned but before they ar
rived the employees had extinguished
the blaze.
Three Explosions Heard Before Fire
is Noticed.
Shortly before the fire burst firth
three explosions were heard by Super
intendent M. J. Sweeney. Immediate
ly after the entire grandstand was
ablaze. What caused the explosion is
a mystery to the officials. 1t is, proba-
BILE that cigar stub started the blaze.
The West Allis fire department was
summoned but before they reached the
grounds the fire had communicated to
the county exhibition building, the
main bandstand and the poultry build
| ing.
Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1914-08-06
PAYS FINE FOR
ILLEGAL FISHING

Fay Hulse of Prairie du Sac paid $25
and costs in Justice Halsted's court
Saturday. He was arrested some time
ago by deputy state game warden
and charged with illegal fishing near
the new dam at Prairie du Sac.
Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1914-08-06
Youth Drowned

Leslie Keepers, young man of
Avoca, was drowned on Tuesday of
last week while bathing in Avoca lake.
The body was. recovered the next
morning. He was about twepty years
of age.
Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1914-08-06

Mrs. J. Jones, son and daughter, ere
visiting in Reedsburg.
Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1914-08-06
Upper Section


Mrs. Christine Frederick's
Housekeeper's Food Guide, show
ing an unlimited number of bal
anced menus, upper left door,
Bill file for meat and grocery
bills, upper middle door,
Cook book holder for open or
closed book, upper middle door,
Labeled compartment tray for
milk tickets, money, etc, upper
right door.
Labeled hooks for can opener,
ice book and milk. bottle opener,
upper right door.
Condiment cupboard, over flour
Bisbee daily review., 1914-01-11

yid away. Take him to South Cave 10 Father Jared's camp"
 What will you do?" ,.t
 Loci: the house before it's def,ed.
 And then, dear?" 'NihF
 When she's gone, I'll come to the cave, too"
 Kate took David. letting me kiss him, letting me kios her. even knowing everything. let me take her Into my arms. She was very white, very quiet She even remembered 10 take her ser want, and the two Chlnamen. making some excuse to get them away. locked the house and the old cabin Then l made the long call to Ephrata, and went to the Apex Rock, calling un. til he answered from among the dog. tooth violets. He climbed straight up the steep rocks. whimpering. because I'd scarcely called him once in four. teen months. He rubbed against me. forgetting he hefted eleven hundred pounds, and had to scratch his neck before we started up to the house, then to the left along the wagon track just past Cathedral Grove
 The wagon was swinging rouRd the end oi the grove at canter. and when let out yell for the last warning the woman only snatched ct the dri- ver's whip to fog the team fAstsr.
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dress is in the leaves each fall, the pines still echo to her voice. hear her footsteps over the new snow. feel her presence when 1 read her books. know her thoughts are spir its haunting me. and all things wait until she comes back. Not until ] lost my lady did ever hear that faint thin, swaying echo when her grove seemed to be humming tunes. At times when dew was falling. l have heard the pattering of millions and millions of little feet, just as she said. making the grass bend
 Tears drop on the paper and shame poor fool Jesse. The Book says that He shall wipe away all tears. If my bear had only lived. I should not have been so lonely. l wonder if--God help me, l can't write more. The book is finished.
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PART THREE.
cHAPT TER 1.
Spite House.

Spite House. Kdtc Rerieics the Book.
 The book is not finished This book of Jesse's life and mine is not finished while she who set us asunder is al. lowed to live. Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord. q will repay" We wait.
 What impulse moved my man after four years to enter that tragic house : He read our book, SO piteously stained this heap of paper scrawled with rusty ink. He added parts of chapter, which have finished. It is all plotted with tears, this record of his life childhood. boyhood, youth, manhood humor, passion-veritable growth oi an immortal spirit-annals of that love which lifteth us above the earth-and then,
 So must try to catch up happiness. l have notes here of dear Father Jared, made at the time when he was bringing me with Baby David home. remember we sat in our deck chairs on the sunny side of the ship. watch ing a cloud race out in mid-Atlantic We talked of home. 1 Frognall End, where my saint is curate-ln-charge. is on the river near Windsor, and there went to live with Baby David.
 From the first my Heaven-born was interested in milk. later in a growing number of worldly things, but it was not until last winter by the. fireside that we really had serious tales all about Wonderland. -
 To Be Continued
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cleared now before my mind, out Father Jares held me by the hands. drawing the pain away. He had given me tea. he had made me a very throne of comfort in front of his camp fire. David slept in my lap. and now while the dear saint held my hands. and l looked through the smoke out toward the setting sun. he spoke of quaint sweet doings in his hermitage. He spoke as worldly anchorite with a portable bath. Of his clumsy attempts 10 patch 6 worn-out cassock, and how the squirrels tried to superintend his prayers at even-song. Then the sun caught the walls of the cave and the roof to glowing beryl and etherea ruby, the smoke was rose-hued thread of light. and the deep canyon al our feet filled with shadowy sea of flooding amethyst
 The sun had set, and the first star just shone out, as Jesse came, stand. ing at the mouth of the cave, dark against the glory. l could not see his face.
 The father released me, turning to my dear man. Jesse" he said, won't you shake hands with me?
 You sec" he said. T made a mis- take myself. thinking a priest should be celibate to win love from on high But in it's fullest strength Gods love comes through a woman to shine upon our llfe-and so I've missed the great est Of his gifts. Your wife has told me everything. and I'm so envious Won't you shake hands? I've been sc lonely. Won't you?"
 But my man stood in the mouth oi the cave. as though he were being judged.
 This filth" he said. "out of the past Filth"
 His voice sounded as though he were dead
 The law" he said I've come to find out what's the law?"
 Mans law"
 q suppose so."
 But don't know. I'm only very ignorant old man; your friend. il you'll have me" What do you think?"
 ''So far as l see, Jesse. the woman can arraign you on charge of big amy. Moreover. if you seek divorce she can plead that there's equal guilt from which there's no release"
 And that's the law"
 Mans law. But, Jesse. when you and Kate were joined in holy matri mony, was 1t mans law which said Whom God hath joined. let no man put asunder.' What has mans law to do with the awful justice of Almighty God?
 And here. my son, am something more than foolish old man" He rose to his feet, making the sign Of the cross. T am ordained" he said. "a barrister to plead at the bar Of Heaven. Will you not have me as youi adviser, Jesse?"
 Whom God hath joined" Jesse laughed horribly. that harlot and l.
 she swore to love. honor ane obey?"
 Till death us part"
 And that was perjury?" | "A joke! A Joke!' That was not marriage. my son, but blasphemy. the sin beyond forgive ness. The piteous lost creature has never been your wife"
 q told her what she is, straight from the sho' 'der."
 Who made her so?"
 Jesse lowered his head.
 "Who made her the living accusa ton of mems sins? She Is the terrible states evidence, Gods evidence, which waits to be released in the Day of Judgment You told her straight from the shoulder. Judge not that ye be not judged. Remember that of all the men she knew on earth. you only
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Two days had passed since my deal Jesse left. then through the long day :. waited in the house. and the blut gloom of night swept up the glowint cliff. It was then l heard the sigma shot from the rim-rock, and told my baby David that his father was coming homo.
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CHAPTER XIV.
Che Locked House.

Jesse's Memoir.
 The book of our adventures whict we began together. was to go or through all our years. We were too young to think how it must some time finish at our parting. that one of ui two was to be left with only the bro ken end. the pity of Christ and every word a stabbing memory.
 Since lost Kate is four years to night. and in all that time now, never dared to enter the house where once she lived with me, her poor fool Jesse Today ! unlocked the door. The sun light. glinting through chinks in thu boarded windows. fell in long dust streaks on rat-eaten furniture, gray cobweb, scattered ashes. There wal the puppy piano. green with mold. hei work basket, half eaten. her writing table filtered with ratgnawed paper The pages are yellow. the ink is rust, brown but the past is alive in eyers
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mted by M MCCALL n the recent A
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Jesse's NGrrative.

JesSe's NGrrative.
 l found my lady seated on her stool that letter in her hands, while Pete uneasy, clicked his spurs in the door way. asked if he'd take a message Burning the trail," he said.
 Say. fl she comes, I'll kill her"
 Not that my lady whispered. so ] knelt down by her. and she s'rokec my forehead.
 T didn't catch your words," sait Pete.
 Promise" my lady whispered there must be no murder"
 Tell her, Pete" said l. "there1l bC no murder. ! can't let her off witt that-give her fair warning"
 Pete rode away slow.
 Wife" [ whispered-we spoke fl whispers, because it was the end O. the world 10 us two-"you trust me-?
 She kissed my forehead.
 Tell me-" she said, "one thing Polly was not dead?"
 "She slammed dead. She's alive Kate. She's coming here. Take Da
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and you drunk as Noah? That was no way to treat lady. That was nc cinch for me as could buy cowboys, all I'd a mind to. Pshaw. 1t makes me sick at the stummick to think mar ried you. l only done it for a joke.
 But you jest mark my words on the dead thieying. no foreign woman from London. England. shall have you while you're mine heerd of this Mrs Trevor daring to call you her husband She's not your wife, she's not Mrs Jesse Smith. she's not a married wom ar. but poor thing. and her child what's he? I've had my revenge or her. and you. and I'm coming to rub 1t fin. I'm at Ashcroft, am, coming or the same coach as this letter, coming to live in your home. If don't love you, no other woman shall. It's Fancy Brooke, the man you calls Bull Dur ham, what give you dead away, he, ano the news he got by mall. since you let him get of alive, you fool. That ought to splash yer.
 And if didn't love. dye reckon that I'd care?
 Your deserted true wife,
 POLLY SMITH.
 "P. S.-I'll be to your ranch Mon day"
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To Be Continued
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line, the living past. the sunny warm scented land of memory. all full of love and glory and delight, and agony which cannot be taken from me.
 How wonderful it is to think that a great lady. and this ignorant callous brute shown up in the routed manu- script. should ever have been man and wife togetherl When I think of what was--illiterate. slovenly. lazy. selfish brutal, meanly jealous. ignorantly cruel. see how 1t was right that she should leave me. It has taken me bitter lonely years to realize that was unworthy to be her servant while she tanned me. So much the greater mystery is the love which made amends for my shortcomings, made her think me better than l was. something for which she sacrificed her. self, and in self sacrifice became like the great angels which she saw in dreams.
 Then came the letter from Polly her self. which sent me crazy, so that my lady read every word of it. without being warned.
 opium. Jesse, an overdose of opium did the trick and paint 10 make me look like a corpse, and blood from the butchers shop poured over my face as | laid there. You was no husband fer such as me with Brooke around. the man I'd kept. Shucks. did ye think I'd be such puke as to set, with yer deadline round me, screaming if men came near with all Abilene grinnins to hide 1t away. remember telling him quite grayely that like to see hat
 Cap Taylor. ma'am." he was saying told me to get here by the horse trail so I rode hell-forleather. They'll bs another hour comin' by roadf'
 Another hour?"
 "A strangers driving Nebbe more'I an hour"
 Then Jesse came back.
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"P. S.-Il be to your ranch Mon day"
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Kofe's Narratipe.

Rofe's NdrTutiUe.
 My husband was still at dinner wher we heard a horseman come thundefint in. the old cargador, Pete Mathson spurring q weary horse across the yard. Jesse took the letter, and while he read, I had a strange awful i'm pression of days, months, years pass ing, whirlwind of time. My mar was growing old before my eyes. ant 1t is true that within few hours his hair was fiecked with silver. Wher the letter fell from his hands hs walked away. making no sound at all
 sat on my little stool and took tho letter. The paper felt like something very offensive. so that l had to force myself to read, and even then withoui understanding one word. I went ant washed my hands and face, why don't know. except that 1t was better not to make a scene. l came back t1 my stool.
 Pete stood in the doorway very nerv ous about his hat, as though he tries Then turned loose my bear. ne rear Ing up nine feet or so to inspect that outfit.
 The horses shied into the air, then off at gallop straight for the edge of the cliffs. The woman was shot out as the wagon overturned the driver caught for a moment while his wagon went to match.wood. He lay in the wreckage stunned, but the horses went blind crazy. taking that twelve hundred feet leap into the Fraser rap ids. So l had aimed, and as I'd prom ised my lady to do no murder, I kept my bear beside me.
 The driver was awake and stagger- ing to his feet. He would have talked. only my bear was with me. hard to hold by the roach hair. The man needed no telling, and after he escaped from my ranch I did not see him there in the years which fol lowed.
 The woman, standing in the wreck age of her trunks. wanted to talk We herded her, Eph and l. to the foot of the pack trail. which leads up by steep jags to the rim-rock of the upper cliffs. then on through the black pines to Hundred Mile. We herded up the pack trail, my bear and l, and pointed her on her way. alone, afoot. If she lived through that eighty miles. she would remember the way, the way which Is barred.
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can plead not guilty" Because I married herr" asked Jesse humbly.
 Because you tried. You gave her your clean name. your pure life. your manhood. an act of knightly chivalry "Only cur would blame the weak Only a coward would accuse the lost Bu. in your manhood remember her courage. Jesse. Forgive as you hope for pardon. Keep your life clean. from every touch of evil, but to the world stand up for the honor of the name you gave her"
 -"I will"
 "You forgive?"
 "Yes."
 "You will pray for herr
 T will pray"
 "And now the hardest test has still to come. For your wife's honor and fol the child, you must keep their namei stainless. clear of all reproach while you await Gods judgment. They must leave you, Jesse"
 "Oh, not that. sirl"
 Can they stay here in honorf"
 "No.'
 Can you run away?'
 "Never,"
 Then you must part"
 Jesse covered his face with hi; hands. and there against the deepen ing twilight I saw shadows reaching out from him, as though-slowly the shadows took form of high-shoulderee wings and mighty pinions sweeping to the ground
 He looked up, and behold he was changed.
 Pray for me, sir!" he whispered.
 Then the priest raised his hand, and gave him the benediction.
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Jesse Closes the Book.
 It Is years now since my lady left me. Never has an ax touched hei trees. or any human creature entered her locked house. The rustic of hei
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Kate's Narratipe.

Kdte's Ndrrdtpe.
 was waiting for Jesse until the low sun shone into the cave. All that let ter. which had been e blur of horror,
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1914-04-17

nVe whose lnnaD1tantS exceed quar-
ter of million. There are more than
200,000,000 people in India directly de-
pendent-not merely indirectly-upon
agriculture. The Indian farmer-"the
ryot at the plow"-is the dominant
figure in any picture of Indian life
which has true perspective. The land
problem is at the very heart of things.
The final test of British rule is how it
has helped the dweller on the land.
Taxation Equitably Adjusted.
Judged by this test, the measure of
success Is not small The land tax
has been changed into an approxima-
ton of fairness and reasonable justice,
left unassessed or uncollected alto
gether in times of famine, from which,
by failure of the monsoon, the wind
bringing rain, certain Indian provinces
often suffer When the British came
the tax-gatherer was king, all south
ern India was in his merciless grip,
and in northern India the farm Ia
borer though he made a fortress of
his village and followed the pillow
sword in hand, was the constant vic.
tim of spoliation. The first attempts
at land revenue adjustment which the
British made were disastrous failures
Gradually, however, schemes of taxa.
ton have been evolved and problems
Of land ownership have been settled
that are placing rural India, as far as
these questions are concerned, in the
same condition as the countries OF
Europe where such questions have
been more equitably and longer set
tied.
Close akin to the problem of the
taxation Of land is the question Of
rural credits. The British found the
Indian peasant in the hands Of the
usurious money-lender. The grip Of
for his own, has not been entirely
shaken off. 1t has been loosened
however. The establishment of CO
operative credit societies has done
much for the rural laborer. The OBJ
lection that Indians lack the necessar!
spirit of cooperation has been shown
to be without foundation. In sever
years 1856 societies have been estab
lished, with a membership of 226,95'
persons and with a working capital o
$3,430,000, Of which the state contrib
uted only $230,O0O, the rest being fur
nished by the people themselves.
The Famine Evil Minimized.
India has always been subject, IL
part, to famines, which is the eastern
word for partial or total crop failure
These famines are caused by what al
old writer quantity called "the intem
perateness of the weather" British
rule has not been able to cure thi
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eness"-although it has
been frequently blamed for its exist
ence-but it has devised plan which
mitigates to a considerable extent the
evils arising from it. Under this plan
not only are taxes RENTED, but finan-
cial aid is extended in the famine dis
tricts. Nothing rebounds more to
the credit of the government Of India"
said Lovatt Fraser, for years the edi-
tor of the greatest newspaper in the
East, the Times Of India, than the
success with which they have gradu-
ally evolved system of dealing with
the conditions caused by scarcity, a
system admirable in conception, al
most automatic in its operation, and
unfailing in it's efficiency" Famine in
India is now misnomer. AS well
might one describe as famine in the
United States the conditions caused
by the drought in certain districts in
1918.
Perhaps the monumental work of
the British in India in dealing with az
riculture has been its development of
irrigation. Irrigation enterprises,
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1914-04-17

duly exalted at the time of the contro-
versy between Lord Curzon, the vice
roy, and Lord Kitchener, the comman-
der-in-chief, when the latter asked of
England-and was given-a free
hand" in administration. The free
hand" when inquired into is usually
found to mean complete abandon
ment of all checks and safeguards
which long experience has devised.
When these are set aside at the be-
hest or in behalf Of the exceptional
man, trouble follows. And so it was
in India. It is sham imperialism, not
a real one, that puts the army and
navy ahead of justice and liberty, of
civil rule.
2oo,ooo,ooo Dependent on Agriculture.
India is not governed by bayonets,
neither is 1t an empire of camps and
cities. The city is of secondary i'm
portance in this land We hear more
OF Calcutta and Bombay and Madras
and the new-old capital of Delhi, but
the real Indian is villager. In all
India there are only q cities with a
population exceeding 100000, and only
Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1914-04-17

business, sees constantly in the back
ground the Philippine islands, with
amateurs molding the scheme Of
things. But the Philippine problem
is another story" to quote Kipling,
the masterful oet-journalist, who
came out of India, trailing jingoism.
Let's stick to the Indian text.
Beginning as purely commercial
enterprise, with no other object than
to make money for British traders,
often more aggressive than scrupu-
lous, the government Of India by the
British has as it's chief concern the
making of men. That's big job any
where, but it is particularly large
when the territory is a continent, as
is India, and not single country, and
the inhabitants are one-fifth Of the en-
tire human race.
The problem is not lessened by the
ignorance, poverty and superstition of
the alien and diverse peoples who
constitute the inhabitants. The good
fruits Of British rule are many, but
they cannot be seen from the cal
window nor their Importance gagged
by the tourist fitting from hotel tc
curio shop.
Not Governed by Bayonets.
British rule in India is not military
rule. Bayonets may establish, but
they cannot maintain government
British rule in India is government by
the civil power. Less than $4,000
white soldiers are stationed in this
empire of more than 3OO,OOO,OOO PEG
pie. The United States have larger
standing army for less than one-thirC
that number of nhabitants-thret
times the soldiery for the American
republic as compared with the Indiar
empire. True, military rule was I'm
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HAS ENGLAND FAILED IN INDIA2

Delhi, India. -
British rule in In
dia is suffering
the evil results of
it's own virtues. 1t
has taught Indi-
ans to stand alone
and some of them,
specifically edu-
Gated su lily,
wish to try the
experiment with
out assistance. In
dian unrest and
its attendant trag-
edies are virtues
own reward. The
citizen of the Uni
ted States, look
ing at the work
ing out of the CO.
lonial problem by
old hands at the
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