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Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-27
By MABEL HERBERT URNER

SlO EFF here" Warren scowled at
the bin he had just opened.
six dollars for electric light
Isn't that pretty stin?"
That does seem high" admitted
Helen. but the days are so short"
well, we use too much light any
how No need keeping that light
burning in the han all evening, Cant
get any light, anyway. through these
silk shades you've stuck on every
thing
But, dear, you wouldn't want them
unshaded would you2 You know you
hate glaring light"
We'll there's no sense having every
bulb In the place burning! How many
have you got turned on here now p.
peering under the large dome shade
that hung over their dining table
only three or the SIX bulbs werc
H. aud now Helen apoloyeticall,,
turned on one OF those
No turn that ON again Got to
nave enough light to eat by. but We
doh need II all over the house"
II was unlike Warren to quIbble
over small bill He was usually
''''' NNS ABOUT the mousse NOtu
expenses, but tonight he was plainly
irritable
Now, are these all the bills
want to get them all or tomorrow. -
I'M ustlng them into his pocket with a
muttered, Every things going out
and nothing coming in"
Dear is business very badr" asked
Helen, anNiuusly
Rotten Nothing DOING at all"
But YOU thought things would be
better after the fast OF the year. didn't
YOU Hasn't the new Nrin helped
any"
Not so you'd notice H." srimi.
'rhere'Ne been less importatjous since
the eills Eoue through than ever be-
fore"
Less importatlons1 puzzled Helen.
why / thought when they reduced
the duty tAere'd be more
That's what most people thourht
But sou never can tell how lbsSa
things viii work out People arrn I
buying there not the demand
lielen's knowledge of the tariff was
limited She had found 81 had raised
her favorite perfume ten cents gr
ounce, but tho drASgist explained fb9,
perfume WAS luxury ANA taat Or IN
Injuries the duty rad been raIsci /.
vas only $50 "eyessities that the rate.
Ncye loWrttd
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-27

The old Lord died the same night,
Somewhere toward the dead reaches
Of tine dawn his wicked spirit went to
It's reckoning. and month aftcrward
the new Lord Raa, boy in an Elton
Jacket. came over to take possession
of his Inheritance.
But long before that my father
scoring out his disappointment like an
account that was closed, had got to
work with his advocates, bankers and
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-27
FOURTH CHAPTER.

TNHERE was whole colony on
the ground floor OF our house
who, like my father could ~
reconcile themselves to NY existence.
and the head of them was Aunt
Bridget.
She had been married, soon after
the marriage of my mother to one
Colonel Macleod. middle-aged Of
hcer on half-pay. widower. a Bel
fast lrishman and tavern compan-
ion of my maternal grandfather. But
the colonel had died within a year.
leaving Aunt Bridget with one child
of her own, girl, as well as a daugh-
ter of his wife by the former mar
rage As this happened about tie
time of my birth, when il became OBJ
vious that my mother was to be an
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-27
Taken From Mother.

Inside two minutes there was a
fearful tumult. | thought l was
doomed to punishment when I heard
the big bunch of keys which Aunt
Bridget kept suspended from her
waist come jingling up the stairs. but
it was my poor mother who paid the
penalty.
Isabel" cried Aunt Bridget, Il
hope you are satisfied with your child
at last"
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-27
On Christmas Eve l awoke in IL
awoke in the ringing was
singing of ourh

out. Are the devils Of he'll trying to
laugh at me-"
With that, and an oath at himself
for his folly. my father strobe out OF
the room.
My mother had heard him Through
the unceiled timbers OF the first floor
between them the words of his rage
had reached her. She was ashamed
She felt as II she were a guilty thing,
and, with a low cry of pain, she
turned 10 the wall and tainted.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-27
You Can Begin This
Great Story To-day
by Reading This
First

UdrV ONcW bcqms hcr story I'M
tciijHD ri bpu her tGthcy harm in
EicH thc San ot peasants, had game
10 america. bcc0me rich. and hdd then
matvicd me d1ughtcr NJ Cdptdm
O'NcW. of M O'Nciiis. ami had
changed ms mime tram DaHid NedIc
IA Daniel O'NcW she tciy NJ her
oirH birtb and NJ her }atbcr's disGD-
poiRfmcnt. for n II ban had bccH borH
he Wouid hare bcea LOrd Rda, IN
ri0ht NJ his mother
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-27
A Mother S Efforts

think my mother must have suf
Tered both from my fear OF my father
and from my fathers Indifference to
me, for she made many efforts to rec
oncile him to my existence. Some of
her innocent schemes, as | recall them
now, seem very sweet, but very pitt
full She took pride for instance, in
my hair, which was jet black even
when | was a child, and she used to
part it in the middle and brush it
smooth over my forehead in the man
ner of the Madonna, and one day.
when my father was with us. she
drew me forward and said:
Don't you think our Mary is going
to be very pretty? a little Ike the
pictures of Our Lady, perhaps-don't
YOU think So Daniel?"
Whereupon my father laughed
rather derisively and answered:
Pretty. is she? Like the Virgin,
Ell? Well, WE'LL"
was always fond OF music, and
my mother used TO teach me to sing
to a little upright piano which she
was allowed to keep in her room, and
on another day she said:
DO you know our Mary has such a
beautiful voice, dear? SO sweet and
pure that when I close my eyes
could almost think it is an angel
singing"
Whereupon' my father laughed as
before, and answered:
"A voice, has she? Like an angels,
is it? What next, l wonder!"
My mother made most of my
clothes There was no need for her
to do So but in the absence of house
hold duties I suppose it stimulated
the tenderness which all mothers feel
in covering the little limbs they love,
and one day, having made a velvet
frock for me, from a design in an old
pattern book of colored prints. which
left the legs and neck and arms very
bare. she said:
Isn't our Mary little lady? But
she will always look like a lady,
whatever she is dressed in
And then my father laughed still
ilpit COUl6li illpuSlN anu Ieplleu.
Her grandmother Weeded turnips
in the fields, though-ninepence day
dry days, and siXpenCe all weathers."
My mother was deeply religious,
never allowing day to pass without
kneelins on her prayer stool before
the image of the Virgin, and one day
| heard her tell my father that when
| was a little mite, scarcely able to
speak. she found me kneeling in my
cot with my doll perched up before
me, moving my lips as If saying my
prayers and looking up at the ceiling
with rapt expression.
But she has always had such big,
religious eyes and | shouldn't wonder
If she becomes A nun some day."
"A nun, Ell? Maybe so. But take
no stock in the nun business. any
way" said my father
Whereupon my mothers lips moved
as If she were saving. no. dearest"
but her dear. sweet pride was crushed
and she could go no farther
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-27
The True Source
of Beauty

is, and must be, good health.
Sallow skin and face blemishes
are usually caused by the
presence of impurities in the
Impurities which also
cause headache, backache, lam
guor, nervousness and depres-
sion of spirits. If, at times,
when there is need you will use
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-27

mother, though so little known and
SO little loved, was the most beauti-
full woman in the world.
Even yet | can not but wonder that
other people, my father especially,
did not see her with my eyes. | think
he was fond of her after his own
fashion, but there was a kind of in
voluntary contempt in his affection,
which could not conceal itself from
my quick little eyes. She was visibly
afraid of him, and was always ner-
voVs and timid when he came into
our room with his customary salu-
tation.
How now Isabel? And how's this
child of yours?"
From my earliest childhood | no
if | had been my mothers child, not
his, and perhaps this affected my
feeling for him from the first.
| was in terror of his loud voice
and rough manner the big bearded
man with the iron gray head and the
smell Of the fresh air about his thick
serge clothes. 1t was almost as if
had conceived this fear before my
birth, and had brought il out of the
tremulous silence of my mothers
womb.
NV earliest recollections are of his
muffled shout from the room below,
Keep your child quiet, will you?'
when | was disturbing him over his
papers by leaping and skipping about
the floor. If he came upstairs when
was in bed l would dive under the
bedclothes, as a duck dives under
water, and only come to the surface
when he was gone. I am sure never
kissed my father or climbed on to his
knee, and that during his short visits
to our room used to hold my breath
and hide my head behind my moth
er's gown
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-27

insuar councillors on his great
schemes for galvanizing the old is
land into new life
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-27
The Narrative of Mary
O'NeiU
FIRST PART.
MY Girihood

Copyright. 1912 by IIearsts Maya zine
Copyright, 1918, by Hearst Magazine
Copyright IN Great Britain Copyright
1913. hy y Lippncott Company.
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Mansfield mirror. (Mansfield, Wright County, Mo.) 1908-1957, 1914-06-11
CHAPTER DISCONTINUED.

Yes. Monsieur Brady. but unknown
to them. even TO Girty himself. They
know me-the Miamis-and have no
fear even Of their young men when
painted for war" She spoke simply,
clearly. as II she would conceal moth
ing. This was my fathers cabin. NO
one knew of it but me-not even ST.
mon Girty. II was reported at Fort
Harmar that he was dead; | did not
know, yet 1t was that vague report
which made me so eager to get BACK
TO my W people: made me reckless
enough to risk the trail in company
with the white renegade. | do not rear
but despise him. Yesterday we
came upon that raiding party, and
must needs join them as they jour
neyed our way"
What settlements had they at
tackled
Those of the Moravians; they had
scalps and booty"
And their chief?'
BLACK Horse. an outlaw Of the Oiib-
was; Girty knew him."
You left them when?"
81 hardly know, monsieur" glancing
toward me, perhaps two hours ago; !
had forgotten time. They kept no
guard. for there had been nc pursuit.
nor any sign of danger. 1t was easy to
slip away unseen. None among them
knew of this place. not even Girty, and
| came alone. There was nothing for
me to fear; l knew the way, and had
! faith | should find my father"
This is the truth? The whole
truth"
"Oui, monsieur and bowed her
head.
Then you know nothing OF any new
arrivals at the camp? There were
some expected"
Il am sure not" her aroused inter,
est apparent in her voice. Did others
join them? Who were they, mon
sieur?"
Brady looked at her searchingly,
leaning on his gun. the lines of his
lace stern. l could not forbear step
| ping forward beside her.
Never you mind speaking, Master
Hayward" he said shortly. The girl
needs no defender; l believe what
she says. Now listen, both of you, and
see what you make of it. l was with
Mansfield mirror. (Mansfield, Wright County, Mo.) 1908-1957, 1914-06-11
SYNOPSIS.

Joseph Hayward. nm ensign In the
United States army, on his way to For
Hsrmar, meets Simon Girty. a reNeSade
whose name has been connected with All
manner OF atrocities. also headed tor
Fort Harmar. with a message from ths
guides him TO the fort, At Genera har-
mars headquarters Hayward meets kene
D'Auvray, who processes to recognize MN.
although he has no recollection OF ever
having seen her before. Hayward Foluh-
teers "a carry a message for HarlnaF 10
Sandusky. where Hamilton is stationed.
The northwest Indian tribes are ready
for war and are only held back by the
refusal OF the friendly Wyandots 10 JOIN.
The latter are demanding the return OF
Wa-pa-tse-tah n religious teacher, wh9m
they believe 10 be a prisoner.
mission Is TO assUre the Wyandcts tnat
the man is not held BY the soldiers, rene
asks Hayward TO let her accompany him;
She tells him that she is a auarter-oloSu
Wyandot and a missionary among the
Indians. She has been in search OF her
father. She insists that she mas seen
HAYWARD before, hut in a British UNI
form. Hayward refuses her request ana
starts for the north accompanied ~ d
scout named Brady and a private soldier
They come on the trail OF a war parry
and TO escape from the Indians take Slei-
ter in a hut on an island. Hayward nnds
a murdered man in the hut. y proves 70
be Raoul D'AuVray, a ormer trench ON
Ger who is called by the Wyandots -whiie
chief" Rene appears and Hayward Is
puzzled by her insistarce that they ave
met before. Rene recognizes the muir
among the Indians rs Wa-pa-tee-tah' she
tells Hayward her father was eNi!ed from
the French court and had spent ms lie
among the Indians as a missionary
Mansfield mirror. (Mansfield, Wright County, Mo.) 1908-1957, 1914-06-11
Ravaaed Eastern Coast.

One hundred years ago the British
blockaders were committing many
d%epredations along the New England
coast. Their method was to land boat
crews from the vessels at nightfall,
surprise the inhabitants of n of the
smaller towns, and after ~plundering
the storehouses and burning the ship
ping at the wharves, retreat to their
boats before the villagers fully COM
pretended the blow that had fallen
upon them. Such occurrences took
place at many Of the coast towns and,
in most cases. the militia proved pow
erless to check the enemy. All up and
down the New England coast, from
Maine to the mouth of the Connecti-
cut river, the people were kept N a
state bordering on panic during the
greater part of the summer Of 1914.
Mansfield mirror. (Mansfield, Wright County, Mo.) 1908-1957, 1914-06-11

in twenty yards Of their camp, at the
edge OF the underbrush. and could see
clearly all that occurred about the
fire. There was no guard set. but the
prisoner lay between " lndians. so
that any attempt at rescue was impos-
slble. | could not tell just how many
were in the band. for some we're lying
we'll back beyond the range of light. |
saw Girty, however, get up and put
wood on the fame. ! had sight drawn
on the devil. yet dared not fire. Then
he lay down again, and ! crept around
toward where he had disappeared,
thinking ! might use a knife TO rid the
world Of such a beast. But before |
could reach him there came along the
shore a considerable body OF Indians.
The sand made no sound, and they
passed 30 close to where | lay one
fellow stepped upon my hand. Yet
they passed by. t%rooping into the
camp, and | counted thirty"
"Of what tribe. monsieur"
From the Wabash. | caug5t verbs
Mansfield mirror. (Mansfield, Wright County, Mo.) 1908-1957, 1914-06-11
HER MOTHER-IN-LAW
Proved a Wise, Good Friend.

A young woman out in la. found a
wise, good friend in her motherin-law,
jokes Notwithstanding. She writes:
Il was greatly troubled with my
stomach, complexion was blotchy and
yellow. After meals l often suffered
sharp pains and would have to lie
down. My mother often told me it
was the coffee l drank at meals. But
when I'd quit coffee I'd have a severe
headache.
while visiting my mother-in-law I
remarked that she always made such
good coffee, and asked her to tell me
how. She laughed and told me it was
easy to make good coffee when you
use Postum.
Il began to use Postum as Don as
got home, and now we have the same
good coffee (Postum) every day, and
| have no more trouble. Indigestion
is a thing Of the past, and my com
plexion has cleared up beautifully.
my grandmother suffered a great
deal with her stomach. Her doctor
told her to leave off coffee. She then
:ook tea but that was just as bad.
she finally was induced to try Post.
UNI which she has used for over a
year. She travelled during the winter
over the greater part Of Iowa, visiting.
something she had not been able to
do for years. She says she owes her
present good health to Postum"
Name given by Postum Co, Battle
Creek, Mich. Read "The Road to Well.
ville." In pkgs.
Postum 10Y comes In two forms:
Regular Postum-must be well
boiled. 15c and 25c packages.
Instant Postum-is a soluble pow.
der. A t%easpoonful dissolves quickly
In a cup Of hot water and, with cream
and sugar, makes a delicious beverage
instantly. 30c and SOC tins.
The cost per cup Of both kinds is
about the same.
There's a Reason" for Postum.
sold by Grocers.
Mansfield mirror. (Mansfield, Wright County, Mo.) 1908-1957, 1914-06-11
p K.
The Barrier Between.

Her eyes deserted Brady's face and
sought mine. Not now, monsieur, not
now" she said gently. Il was blind
then with suspicion. The name, the
face, the giant form deceived me. But,
messieurs, we must not stand and talk
! am in no danger; they will never
lay hands on me, but they will come
here seeking you. 1t will be as the
Englishman wishes; he will tell them
you are here, that you have killed
Wa.pa-tee.tah Of the Wyandots. He will
point out to them the dead body, anc
cry for vengeance. They are young
warriors, mad already with blood-lusi
-Miamis, Shawnees, Ojibwas-many
of them outcasts from their tribes. Nc
words OF mine will restrain them, OF
save you. There will be blood and
war. You must not wait, messieurs
you must go!"
And leave you here with those
demons?"
She made a swift gesture.
"I.-Mother Of God, you do not uu
derstand. There is nothing for me tc
fear. They dare not touch me. They
know me- am a Wyandot. To do me
evil would mean war. II Is Of your
selves you must think. / will remain
here with my fathers body; they viii
find me alone when they come"
She stepped past Brady to the door
opened it and glanced out into tn,
night.
at Is ar hour yet until day" sh'
said coming back. That will give yol
time. They will be here with the frs
Hight Of dawn. There will be no attacl
until then. You must delay no longer.
Mansfield mirror. (Mansfield, Wright County, Mo.) 1908-1957, 1914-06-11
SUCCEEDS IN CANADA

An interesting and successful Amerl'
can farmer, Lew Palmer, Of Staveley,
Alta, passed through the city today.
Mr.. Palmer came from Duluth, Mimi,
Just ten years ago, and brought with
him four COWS and three horses-and
that was his all. He homesteaded IN
the Staveley district, and today has
$50 acres of land, $4,000 worth of i'm
Elements, "a Percheron horses. made
s., 1000 out Of hogs last year, raised
1000 bushels of wheat, 5000 bushels
of oats, ~ acres of potatoes, and Is
tons of onions. His farm and stock Is
worth $4,000, and he made 1t all in
ten
Mansfield mirror. (Mansfield, Wright County, Mo.) 1908-1957, 1914-06-11
ALL CREATED WITH PURPOSE
Wonderful Possibilities Of Minute
Seeds That Seem to Be Of Such
lnsignifieance.

Seeds at best are little things, easily
passed by; yet in the whole scheme OF
the universe there is hardly a created
thing of more mighty importance, says
a writer in the Craftsman. Primarily
they are responsible for the continu-
ance Of vegetable species; within
them lies the seat Of life. And the
seeds OF the earth are multitudinous.
each n having a popularity Of form
and color especially It's own. One may
hold in the palm Of the hand seeds
similar In appearance and yet so dif.
ferent in purpose that only the imagi.
nation a form any conception OF the
offspring which it Ia their destiny to
bring forth.
Mansfield mirror. (Mansfield, Wright County, Mo.) 1908-1957, 1914-06-11

The most delicate and fairest
flowers. perhaps baby's breath and
lovein-a-mist, may a section Of
the garden as a result of seeds sown;
and at the same time great oaks.
naples, willows, pines, beeches, ashes
and every other form of tree that
grows. stand in the forest because OF
the seeds sown by the wind or dropped,
like acorns, into their places. The
grass forming the greensward about
the home; the grain of the field giving
food to the multitude, waving corn and
climbing bean, are all the outcome OF
myriads of seeds possible to hold In
the hollow Of the hand.
Mansfield mirror. (Mansfield, Wright County, Mo.) 1908-1957, 1914-06-11

The time when
this was spoken
was n of the
o remarkable
occasions in the
life OF Jesus
just after he had
fed five thousand
men with FIVE bar
ley loaves and two
small fishes; and
twelve baskets OF
{ m z q I re-
NAMED OF the
scanty supply
which had been
blessed and multi
piled by the Mas
Mansfield mirror. (Mansfield, Wright County, Mo.) 1908-1957, 1914-06-11

father realized his helplessness long
er to restrain British influence. that he
disappeared. 1t is war. monsieur"
But not between u.s." l insisted,
shocked at the picture. "Mademoiselle,
come with me. There is nothing left
to hold you to this life among saw
ages. With your father dead, why
should you continue to bury yourself
in these woods? You have education,
refinement, ~gentleness; why should
you not go now. before war breaks
along the border?"
And desert my people?"
But they are not your people; you
are white, not red. That small drop
OF Indian blood in your veins does not
make you a Wyandot. You have moth
ing else in common with them. Why
not be yourself, choosing life among
those OF your W racer"
thought she hesitated. and l
grasped her hand more closely, the
hot blood leaping in my veins. In the
dim light l could see her lowered face,
the eyes downcast.
No, monsieur" she said at last,
very low. 1T is good of you to think
thus of me. but-but l cannot do that.
You must not urge. The Wyandots
need me-more now that my father Is
! gone than ever before. They are my
people; | was born to them, and played
as a child in their villages. They love
me. trust me. and l help them by
teaching them the Christ. To desert
them would be to desert him. / can
not do that, monsieur, merely to graft
fly myself"
But have 1 no call upon your I in.
sisted in desperation.
mo, monsieur" and she was look
ing at me now with some amazement.
IT Is scarce an hour since | believed
you a murderer. We do not know each
other. Let me trust, and believe In
you; do not speak like that"
Il meant nothing wrong, mademoi.
selle," | broke in hastily, stung by her
words of reproof. You have come to
me out of the woods like a new life. ]
know it is strange, all strange, but
there is already something between
us that can never be severed"
is there, MONSIEUR
Yes; race makes nc difference. ]
thought it did once. When you said
back there in the shadow of the stock
ade that you were a Wyandot 1t was
as If you struck me a blow in the face
| swore then | would think of you nc
-,a-a raf arnp that niUht unI u,nra in
my dreams, and ever since your face
has been in my memory"
l felt her handclasp tighten IN mine
although her body remained motion
less.
You do not believe me in %earnest?'
81! How can |, monsieur? l think
yon lest, you amuse yourself. Let us
stop it all now. You go back to your
people, | to mine, and we will bott
forget. No! Do not say more! l will
not listen. Come with me to the boat
followed her down the bank
words burning on my lips she gave me
no chance to speak, for she moved
with quick decision. The two mel
had the canoe turned over, at the very
edge of the water, and the scout was
nav bis tnees in tbe.sand He looked
nm b,sti,v at our annroach
"I rocIon we stav here Misc" h,
cold soharIv "somehodv has smasbe
a hole througb the bottom with 8
stone"
She uttered a little cry Of alarm
,anin, oyor bis shoulder
"a hole, How could that be9 Sure
IL T. noe M ~accidsnt,"
uo arose m his feet. hrusbing off hi,
rnoas
"Tb,t,s what T told the Dutcbman
.horoh naitbar NJ 10 oou,d find RI,
-. ~ Enu,i,ho. d,a ~,
Mansfield mirror. (Mansfield, Wright County, Mo.) 1908-1957, 1914-06-11
Joke That Failed.

Customer Crying on dress suit, Jok-
inglyJ-"l hope I'll never be mistaken
for n waiter" Tallor-"When in
doubt. keep your hands in your pook.
ets!"-Judge.