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The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-07-17
FOR SERVING AT LUNCHEON
Quaker Gray Best Garb for Hostess
Who Will Personally Wait
on Her Guests.

After luncheon or before, If the gen.
sral houseworker Is expected to wait
on the luncheon table, she will change
to an afternoon dress. This can be
black. II 1t Is preferred, or It can be
Of any light color. The very newest
thing Is Quaker gray. The correct
afternoon apron is short and bibbed
and there must be collar, cuffs and
headpiece to match the apron. The
smartest thing is to have apron, cuffs,
collar and headpiece made of white
cable net. Black ribbon about two
inches wide Is run through the belt of
the apron and tied at the back Of the
waist.
A maid dressed in Quaker gray
sateen with collar, cuffs. apron and
headpiece Of white net suggests efi-
cheney and contentment in appear
ance.
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-07-17

brute reached down and fumbled for
his knife-found it, and, with one
hoarse cry of triumph, sent the bright
blade home. Twice he struck, and
they went staggering down together,
locked in each others arms, the SOL
der dead ere he struck the ground.
1t was bedlam then, followed by a
GREATNESS hush as Sis-e-te-wah pressed
forward with uplifted arms. Two war
riors lifted Lappin to his feet, and,
as his gripping hand plucked out the
knife from the wound, l saw the gush
of blood crimsoning the dead mans
side. An instant the victor stood
glazing down. Keeling In weakness, up
held by others. Then he laughed, wav-
ing the dripping blade.
"Ah! good!" he cried. There is one
more recruit for hell. Bring me the
girl here. IT'S time she had her les
son also"
They brought her forward, a red
brave grasping either arm. caught
sight of her face, white, drawn, but not
with fear, and sighted my rife across
the log at the white ruf1an's breast.
With clinched lips l lay, finger to
trigger. Yet l waited-thank God,
waited. know not what restrained
me, only it was no fear Of conse-
quences to myself. It must have been
the expression of the woman's up
lifted face, the quick glance she cast
about, as though in silent warning to
me. took it as signal, message
Of restraint. The fur trader, burly and
brutal, still painting for breath, yet
able to stand alone now, and conscious
Of his victory, thrust his reeking knife
back into his belt with coarse laugh.
How do you like that, you Wyandot
squaw?" he asked, leering down into
her face.
when you have these men release
my arms I will answer you," she re-
turned quietly.
ooh, you will. hey! You'll be glad
enough to talk before l am through.
Let go of her there-yes; that's what
l mean. Now look here-there lies
your English officer. He's paid the
price of being fool. Look at him;
are you ready to speak now?"
He WAS nothing to me-" she said
slowly, nothing. But he fought a
mans fight, and was killed by cow
ardly treachery."
What You sQuaw. you dare"
"0f course I dare. Do you suppose
fear you. Jules Lappin, or your gang
of outlaws" he voice scornful. why,
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-07-17

or unusual designs. With no other ma.
terial has originality such free play
Each individual maker works out her
own schemes, as she would not feel in
clined to take the liberty Of doing with
satins or worsteds.
A charming idea was developed in
the model sketched, which reproduces
a calling costume OF hydrangea blue
taffeta and chiffon to match. The lat
ter made its appearance only in the
second founce of the tlnic, which,
with the skirt proper, was mounted to
a hip-length foundation of china silk,
this, in turn, being covered by the in
teresting upper tunic f1ounce of taffeta.
1t was laid in box folds under the belt,
with the spaces between slightly gath
cred and the end Of each box fold was
oddly scalloped and effectively, though
simply embroidered in blue and rose
colorings
The blouse was cut with elbow
sleeves and In front and back the ma
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him, only to be gripped himself and
flung headlong. But they were up to-
gether, bleeding both, painting for
breath, clothes half ripped off their
bodies, cursing fiercely, as they rushed
at each other once more.
Merciful Mother! What sight that
was! l. soldier, and border-bred, hid
my face in my arms-and yet looked
and saw. The very ferocity of it was
fascinating horror-the black, black
night above, around; the forests
shutting them in; the bowling dogs
swapping at their heels; the red glare
of fire, and that ring of yelping saw
ages, dancing back and forth to give
the combatants room. Rene had dis
appeared-forced back into the half
crazed mass, as the savages surged
forward; of Brady caught no glimpse
That was no scene to ever forget, to
blot out with passing years. The wild
savagery of 1t burned in on the brain;
those dark faces, with wild eyes and
dangling hair; the waving arms, and
leaping bodies, the CLEAN of weapons
tossed aloft, the jangle and din of ex-
cited voices in jargon of unknown
tongues. How the red flames danced
over them all, now in shadow, now in
glare of light, making them appear
fiends incarnate. And those two bat
Ting in the midst. huge men in death
grapple, fighting as tigers fight-re-
morseless. merciless; tearing each
others flesh. battering each others
faces, gripping. clutching. straining
in effort at mastery. Again and again
they crunched into the crowd, Keeling
from blows, or hurled back by sheer
strength of muscle; they sobbed forth
curses, staggering with weakness. l
saw Lappin drive his head into his OPP
ponent's stomach as though 1t were
battering-ram; saw the soldier sink
his teeth into the fur-trader's hand, as
If he were mad dog. Twas then the
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-07-17
CHAPTER XIX.
In the Hands Of savases.

l saw the red welt on the white
cheek left by the fur traders rough
hand, his arms flung up. sudden
passing of anger darkening his eyes.
This was more than flesh and blood
could stand. and not retaliate. Wild
rage usurped the place of courage;
his lips snarled like a cornered wolf;
he had forgotten all but hate. 1t was
not a man, but a maddened animal
who crouched for a spring.
"Ffgh: you! l will! Yes. to the
DEATH" he snapped out holly. But
you lie when you say fought you
before; when you say l was in the
cabin-you lie. you dog of a white
savage-you lie!"
"Messieurs. 1t Is mistake" caught
the girls protesting voice in the hush.
ut was not"
"A lie, hey!" Lappin broke in crazed
with rage. What am blind!
saw you, you hound, with my own
eyes. Shut the squaw up. Oh! you
will; then have 1t now!"
They met like two enraged bucks
in the forest, ciutching at each other
In blind, deadly battle. They were
big mon, evenly matched. fred with
hatred. Never did / witness such
fighting, such mad barbarism, the fe-
rocity of which stopped at nothing.
The soldier / knew was unarmed. but
a knife dangled at Lappin's belt. Eli
Their he forgot It, or in his rage dis.
dained to use the steel. Oh! how they
fought-like two cats. snarling and
swapping. throttling each other, &C
easionally an arm breaking free to
send a .ssinched fist crashing into an
exposed face. Once the soldier went
down to his knees, and Lappin kicked
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-07-17

terial was gathered little on the line
of the shoulders, then covered with a
scalloped and embroidered medallion
of the taffeta, repeating the design of
the tunic border. The V-neck was filed
in with white chiffon ruffling. and
crushed girdle of black satin drew the
fullness of the blouse in at the waist
line and was caught up under the bust
in front and tied in a fiat bow, the
space just below being filled in with a
section of embroidered taffeta
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-07-17
On Summer Days.

A sweater coat and cap that are
lovely, and seem exactly planned for
the outdoor girl or woman in the sum-
mer are knitted Of silk in mauve and
silver-gray. The coat is gray with a
belt at the back and cuffs, neck and
front border in the mauve. The gray
cap has a deep round band Of mauve
with the points Of the square crown
caught down on the band by mauve
SILK buttons. The colOrs reversed
would be good. too.
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-07-17
CHAPTER Xxx.
The Ghost Of the Lieutenant.

The Ghost OF the Lieutenant.
With eyes on those figures blotting
out the fire, their discordant yelling
deadening all other sound. their whole
attention centered now on savage ven.
geance, crept over the log, and
crouched low beside the motionless
body. Ugh! but dreaded to touch it.
to feel the awfulness of clammy flesh.
AS the upturned face, with staring
dead eyes, revealed indistinctly by the
red glimmer, met my gaze, it was like
looking into my own. For an instant
it seemed as If l stared down at my
self. bent above my own insensate
body. A shudder ran through me, my
hands shaking as with palsy. Yet I
rallied. crushing back the benumbing
horror of that vision, as the hateful
voice Of Lappin rose above the din.
Recklessly I stripped the red Jacket
from the body, ripped in the struggle
with Lappin, and showing clearly the
rent made by the knife, and crawled
back over the log. to put 1t on.
Beyond my cover. not q dozen feet
away, was a shallow ravine, and the
light streaming through tree branches,
fell upon a clay bank. cleaning a yell
lowish white. I reached It on hands
and knees, streaking my face with
moist clay, until It must have been
CHASTITY, and plastering even more on
my hair in horrible representation Of
the scalped victim.
Still unsatisfed. yet knowing Of
nothing else could add. and warned
by the shouts that must act without
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-07-17
CHAPTER xvIII-Contlnued.


"A soldier of England; an aide to
Hamilton! You lie When Hamilton
knows what know he will tear you
limb from limb. You come here to
brighten US with your threats-you! l
spit upon you! Sis-e-te-wah, warriors,
hear me; you know who 1 am; travel
with you on the war-trail; l go with
you into battle. Now l speak with
the straight tongue. You do not know
tifis man, but l do. See; he dare not
face me; watch him shrink back
afraid. Well! there is reason"
Il fear you, Jules Lappin?"
"Ay! and with cause. Knew you
ever the time failed to pay my debts?
or wreak my vengeance? l have you
now, and will crush the white-livered
heart out Of you with these hands.
Listen, Shawnees, Miamis, Ojibwas,
while tell you who this fellow is
Then give him to mel ask no more"
He stopped. bent forward, his fin
gers clinched. The ring of Indians
pressed closer. but the old chief waved
Speak, Englishman." he said with
dignity, I'VE will hear"
Lappin half turned to face them, one
hand gripping the knife at his belt.
Like a white ghost mademoiselle
slipped silently in between the two
men. l saw 1t all over the brown bar
rel Of my rife. my heart throbbing
flercely.
He is a renegade, traitor" and
Lappin's hand pointed at the man
he accused. the uniform he wears
lie. How do I know? Because he
fought me yonder In the woods on the
island because he was in the cabin
with the others. This is the man who
was left for dead, who escaped. Do
you recognize him now?"
saw the red faces, and heard the
scream Of voices.
"Ay! you do; and the woman, the
Wyandot squaw, helped him. l said
80 before; now we have the proof.
You drove her out, afraid to treat her
as an enemy, and she goes to him.
into sparing the hunter from torture.
She brings him here to threaten you
with what England will do. What say
you. Shawnees, to the dog!"
The voices burst into a wild yell that
seemed to split the night, but the fur
trader flung up his hand.
Back all Of yer!" he roared saw
agely. Il claim this man as mine!
Who has better right? I'll throttle
the life out of him with my bare hands
before yer all. Have your warriors
give us space, Sis-e-te-wah."
The chief of the Shawnees, his eyes
blazing under tangled hair, uplifted
his arms.
"'Tis the white mans right" he
ordered grimly. 81 have spoken"
drew in my breath deeply. yet what
could do? The rife trembled In my
grasp, but dare not use it. The I'M
fortunate Englishman stood in my
place, was mistaken for me, but If l
revealed myself 1t could serve no end
would only leave me helpless to aid
the girl. l could not think of. him at
that moment, but only of her.
1t was all the work of an instant.
Lappin whirled on his victim. f1inging
his gun to the ground.
Face me, you cur, you spy!" he
shouted. Come out from behind that
sQuaw. You got me once when my
foot slipped. Let's see what you can
do now. What! you won't! Well, you
Will"
He thrust Rene back, hurting her
with one sweep of his arm into the
crowding ranks Of warriors, one of
whom clutched her as she fell. Then
he struck the shrinking, startled Eng
: lishman a vicious blow In the face.
The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1914-07-17
Some Jumu.

Bix-They say flea can jump over
a thousand times his own length.
Fancy If human could do that
Dix-He can. know a man who
jumped his bail In New York and
landed In Liverpool. 1900 miles away.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-04-18

r. Leib, Mrs. F. b. Ash Miss Katha-
rine Bailey, Mrs. H. NJ. Sangree, Mrs.
w. L. Becker, Mrs. Thomas Lynch
Montgomery, Mrs. Daniel Fl. Leader,
Mrs. Harry n. Bassler, Mrs. Homer S.
May, Mrs. George w. Hartman, Mrs.
| Frederick E. Downes, Mrs Edwin c.
Thompson, Mrs. John Barr McAlister,
Mrs. Henry NJ. Gross, Mrs. Frank Car
ney, Mrs. Michael e. Stroup, Mrs. Mar
tin w. Eager, Mrs Harris B. Wilson,
Mrs. Joshua w. Gross, Mrs. Rudolph
X. Fortna, Mrs. John K. Bowman,
Mrs. Louis Moog, Mrs. A. E. Shirey
Mrs. w. r. Houser. Mrs. II. f. Hench,
Mrs. j. William Bowman, Mrs. NJ. |.
Kast, Mrs. Rufus Hartman, Mrs. e. H.
Mengel, Mrs. w. NJ. Robson, Mrs. II.
c. Stauffer Mrs. George w. Giede,
Mrs. Frank j. Althouse Mrs. Frank
\. Robbins, Mrs. w. Harry Baker,
Mrs. John Price Jackson, Mrs How
ard Nj. Omwake, Mrs Luther r.. Kel-
ker, Mrs. William NJ. Bethel, Mrs. L.
Theodore First, Mrs. J. Newton Herb.
Mrs. p. II. Rider, Mrs. Charles l..
Dice, Mrs. Thomas Earle. Mrs. D. ].
Hetrick, Mrs Fl. Hershey Farnsler,
Mrs. G. w. Hardt Miss Minister, Mrs
James G. Thompson, Mrs. Christian
Myers, Miss Eliza C. Small, Mrs. NJ. Nj.
Richie, Mrs. L. S. Dornbaugh, Mrs
Austin Brandt.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-04-18
Local Pianist Gets
Big Ovation in Phila.

Newell Albright, of this city. who
gave piano recital at West Chester
Thursday evening in the parish house
of the Holy Trinity Episcopal Church,
received an ovation from one of the
largest and most enthusiastic audi
ences he has ever played to.
The rector of the church is the Rev.
John Mills Gilbert, formerly of st.
Pauls, this city, and the parish is one
of the most aristocratic and music
loving in the vicinity of Philadelphia,
with members like the late DR.. S. Weir
Mitchell.
In the audience was Mrs. Dallas
Dixon, who is connected with the
iwoman's auxiliary of the Philadelphia
Orchestra. Mrs. Dixon invited Mr.
Albright to give a recital at her home
in Clinton street, Philadelphia, where
some of the most prominent musicians
of the Quaker City listened to the bril-
liant young musician, before whom a
wonderful future is opening. Mr.. AL
bright has been invited to give a re-
cital during the season in Philadelphia
before a musical club, members OF
which heard him at Mrs. Dixon's.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-04-18
SYMBOLS AND MYTHS
IN CLUB DISCUSSION
Story Tellers' League Grows More
Interesting With Each
Meeting

The Story Tellers' League in its
meeting this week had quite num-
Der of visitors, all of whom expressed
their pleasure in a most delightful
program.
Miss Lois Booker, the president,
started with talk on Symbols and
Their Meaning, Myths, Legends and
Stories" She spoke of symbols as eX-
pressed by the Egyptian hieroglyph.
the fire symbols of Persia, Greek and
Roman mythology shown in sculpture,
paintings in Italy, the dragons of
Northern Europe and totems of the
Indians. In stories. Miss Booker spoke
of jewel symbols as used by Henry
Ven Dyke in The Other Wise Man,
where the sapphire, ruby and pearl
were prominent.
Symbolic stories were given by Miss
Alice r. Eaton. who told Robert Louis
Stevenson's "Touchstone of Truth
"The Keeper of the Jewels" Henry
EanDyke, told by Miss Roberta Ortiz
and loses, the Son of the King of the
Evening Star" Winston Stokes, given
by Miss Booker.
Miss Margaret Latham's s talk on the
construction of the Mystery Story
was illustrated by Henry VanDyke's
Might" Miss Latham also read a let
ter written by Henry VanDyke to one
of her school pupils, who asked him
how the story really ended in his own
mind. Mrs. Bennett Carter gave Hop
kinson Smiths "One-Legged Goose in
delightful style.
Miss Booker opened the original
program with beautiful sentiment
from the Persian poet Rabindranath
Tagore: "In the worlds audience hall,
the simple blade of grass sits on the
same carpet with the sunbeam and the
stars of midnight. Thus my songs
share their seats in the heart of the
world with the music of the clouds
and forests" Miss Latham told a
clever. humorous story, Her One
Hour" written by herself, and the
program closed with king Pixie a
fairy tale in verse, original with Miss
Booker.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-04-18

Do YOU ask what that superior, mys-
terious air is that wholly surrounds
the seniors at Central High? Do YOU
ask why they have been looking so
wise yet keeping so quiet? Well, the
cat came out of the bag to-day. It's
the senior play. Rumor says it's an
English play, and so we may believe.
now that we have the true facts from
Miss Annabel Swartz, who has the
entire play in charge.
Miss Swartz. who came to the school
in 1913 to fill the vacancy of a dra-
matte teacher has proved herself SUI
perlor along her line. Her wonderful
method of training the students has
been shown several times this year al
the different oratorical contests. The
play will be an English drama of mod
ern times. pathetic. comlcal and pos
sessing an underlying moral. Never
before has the senior body undertaken
play of it's kind. Studying the stu
dents during the entire year, Miss
Swartz has found unusual and apt ma :
terial for the selected play.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-04-18
TREDENNICK-TH
MARRIAGE ANNOUNCEMENT

Mr.. and Mrs. Harry Dick Thomas,
iof Johnstown. announce the marriage
of their daughter, Miss Florence
Thomas, to Harry Leslie Tredennick,
of that city, Thursday, April IL, at
Johnstown. Mr.. and Mrs. Tredennick
will be 'at home" to their friends
after May 10, at 521 Vine street,
Johnstown.
The bride, who is known in this city.
is "a granddaughter of the late Rev.
John a. Croft. a Presbyterian minis
ter. Her mother was formerly Miss
Sue Croft, who died soon after the
Johnstown flood, from which she and
her baby were rescued after several
days privations on a house top.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-04-18
College Clubs Come
For Return Engagement

The Franklin and Marshall College
musical clubs coming here next Tues
day evening for a return engagement
at Fahnestock Hall have a number of
masterpieces in their repertoire this
year, the glee club singing the famous
Drinking Song from The Rose of
Castillo, while the mandolin clubs
program abounds with catchy, melo-
dious minutes of minstrelsy.
Harrisburg will be about the twen-
tieth engagement of the season, the
clubs having appeared at Lancaster:
Reading, Allentown, Altoona, Pitts
burg and numerous smaller towns. At
Altoona, where they were enthusiastic
cally received. they appeared before
an audience of 1000 people.
List of PatronesSes
Mrs John Kinley Tener, Mrs. S. J..
NJ. McCarrell, Mrs. George Kunkel,
Mrs. John X. Royal, Mrs. John w. Si-
monton, Mrs. William X. Meyers, Mrs.
+. J. Stackpole. Mrs. William McClel-
Ian Hahn, Miss Helen S. Leib, Mrs
John Fox Weiss, Mrs. Howard NJ.
Bingaman, Mrs. Paul A. Kunkel, Mrs
Frederick 4. Kelker, Mrs. George Kel-
ler, Mrs. Paul Locher, Mrs. Scott
Leiby, Mrs. Arthur Hull. Mrs. Frank
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-04-18
IF HEAOACHy, DIZZY,
BILIOUS, ''CAsCARETs"
Clean your liver and waste.
clogged bowels tonight!
Feel bully!
Get a 1o-cent box now.

You're bilious. You have q throb-
bing sensation in your head, a bad
taste in your mouth, your eyes burn,
your skin is yellow, with dark rings
under your eyes; your lips are
parched. No wonder you feel ugly,
mean and ill-tempered. Your system
is full of bile not properly passed off,
and what you need is a cleaning up
inside. Don't continue being a bilious
nuisance to yourself and those who
love you. and don't resort to harsh
physics that irritate and injure. Re-
member that. most disorders of the
stomach, liver and bowels are cured
by morning with gentle, thorough Cas-
carets-they work whilo you sleep. A
10-cent box from your druggist will
keep your liver and bowels clean;
stomach sweet, and your head clear
for months. Children love to take
Cascarets, because they taste good
and never grippe or sicken.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-04-18
8A e&s eSsse 3eeeAh2g@
Splendid and Unusual
Program For Lemer Concert
Music Lovers Will Hear Famous
Old Violin Classics
Played

Sara Lemer's violin recital Monday
evening. April 90 at Fahnestock hall.
will prove of great interest to music
lovers, many of whom will hear for
the first time, certain old violin clas-
sizes.
The program will include: Folies
d, Espagne. Corelli-Dav; this famous
chaconne or series of variations has
as a theme an old Spanish dance, the
"Follia," and Is a typical example of
the compositions of the so celebrated
old Italian violinists of whom Corelli
is one of the most brilliant exponents.
Sarabande, Menuetto and 2, Gavotte,
Bach; these excerpts from the Soma
-as or Bach for violin solo are in real
ity characteristic dances of the period,
constituting the suite and idealized
In the inimitable manner of Bach.
concerto in D minor, Wieniawski; this
best known of the Concertos by the
eminent Polish violinist has the clas-
sic tripartite form of the sonata. A
broadly outlined opening Allegra fol-
lowed by the famous, POLITICALLY beau
tilui Romance, closes with an impe-
tuous, brilliant Slavic Finale bristling
with almost impossible technical diff :
culties. Chanson of Louis XIV and
Pavane, Conperin; Andantino, Martini:
lie Chasse, Cartier; Moment Musical
ScnuDert; Schon Rosmarin, Kreisler;
caprice Viennois, Kreisler. These are
arrangements in part from original
manuscripts in Fritz Kreisler.s pos
session, of famous old violin classics
remarkable is the delicious flavor of
the stately old court dances of Louis
me fourteenth; the suggestive horn
cans OF the Cartier Chase" with its
double stop and the exquisite ar
rangement of the well-known MO
ment Musical The last two are the
Well-known original charming Ian
dler, Schon Rosmarin" and the spark
ing Caprice Fiennois. Theme and
Narlatlons for the G String. Paganini:
'nis Famous fantasie, "a tour de force"
with violintsts has as a theme an in
tfoductory air and march from Ros-
slnis Moses in Egypt AS is now
Wen known, Paganini produced some
OF MS almost daemonic effects through
an original system of tuning his
strings. In this instance through the
.unlng up of the G string to b fiat
he makes possible the apparently in
conceivable range, and impossible har-
MONIES. Sensational in the extreme
ana sown with every kind of technical
dlfhculty, it is an example of the ac
compllshment of the apparently i'm
possible in a violin string.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-04-18
S. $. CLAss-BANoUET

The organized adult Sunday school
Class No. 2 of the Park Street Evan
gelical Church observed it's fifth ami
versary last evening. A suitable pro-
gram was given in the ladies' parlor
OF the church, after which a banquet
was enjoyed in the Royal diningrooms.
The class has en- enrolment of eighty
five members, Miss Elizabeth Hack
enburS is the class president, and c. Fl.
Rooms is teacher.