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The Meridian times. (Meridian, Idaho) 1909-1938, 1914-08-21
Might Be a New Drink.

Say, Bill. what's a mixed meta
phor?"
OATS new one on me Let's go
over an, ask de bartender"
The Meridian times. (Meridian, Idaho) 1909-1938, 1914-08-21

It's better to offend some people
than to oblige them.
The Meridian times. (Meridian, Idaho) 1909-1938, 1914-08-21

YOUR OWN DRUGGIST WILL TELL VOC
Try Murine BYE Remedy for Red, Nesk, Natery
eyes ard Granulaied Eyelids; No SHARING
Just Ere Gomiort. Write for Book Of the Rye
b. mail kTee- Murine Eye Remedy Co.. Chicago
The Meridian times. (Meridian, Idaho) 1909-1938, 1914-08-21
The Remedy.

The Remedy.
What cultural notes that singer
has,
Then let's curb them
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-25
SMOOTH FLOOR R0UTS THIEF
Fat Burglar Slipped While Struggling
With Drawer, and His Fall Jared
the House.

A polished floor in the house OF
Thomas Cohen, merchant here,
served as an effective burglar trap,
says Somerville IN. j. dispatch to
the New York Herald. A 300-pound
burglar, according to Mr.. Cohen's
story to the police, broke into the
house and made tour of the upper
floor, collecting valuables as he went,
and then entered the dining room to
get the silver. The drawers of the
buffet were stuck fast by reason of
the damp weather. The burglar
pulled; his anger rose; he gave a
mighty jerk. Then he slipped and
dropped to the floor with thud.
The noise awakened the family.
Cohen turned on the electric light and
ran down stairs, while the cries of
the women of the house aroused the
neighbors. Cohen saw a fat burglar
limp out Of a rear door, but says he
abandoned thoughts of pursuit on see
ing that the burglars retreat was
being covered by brisk little man
with gun. The state of the room
told the story.
The burglar left behind the loot he
gathered.
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stared steadfastly through the dark.
Chatham lights" Barcus said they
were.
Abruptly he dropped the glasses and
jumped up. Hear that" he cried.
Now the humming of the motor was
again audible and growing louder with
every instant; and Alan, getting to his
feet in turn, infected with the excite
ment of Barcus, could just make out
at some distance dark shadow be-
meath the dim, spluttering glimmer OF
light, that moved swiftly and steadily
toward the Seaventure.
What the devil!' he demanded,
puzzled
You uttered mouthful when you
said 'deviP!" Barcus commented.
grasping his arm and hurrying him to
the landward side of the vessel.
"Quick-kick off your shoes-get set
for mile-long swim! Devils work,
all right" he painted, hastily divest-
ing himself of shoes and outer gar
ments. II couldn't made out what
they were up to till / saw them lash
the wheel, light the fuse, start the
motor, and take to the dory. They've
made on grand little torpedo boat out
of that tender"
He sprang upon the rail, steadying
himself with a stay. Ready" he
asked. Look sharp!"
BY way of answer. Alan joined him;
the two had dived as one, entering the
water with a single splash, and COM
ing to the surface a good ten yards
from the Seaventure. For the next
several seconds they were swimming
frantically, and not until three hun
dred feet or more separated them
from the schooner did either dare
pause for breath or backward glance.
Then the impact of the launch
against the Seaventure's side rang out
across the waters, and with husky
roar the launch blew up, spewing sky
wards widespread fan of flame. Over
the Seaventure, as this famed and
died, pale fire seemed to hover like a
tremendous pail Of phosphorescence. a
weird and CHASTITY glare that suddenly
descended to the decks. There fol-
lowed a cracking noise, a sound as
of the labored breathing of a giant;
and bright flames, orange, crimson,
violet and gold, licked out all over the
schooner, from stem to stern, from
deck to topmasts.
1t seemed several minutes that she
burned in this wise-it was probably
not so long-before her decks blew
up and the flames swept roaring to
the sky.
BY the time Alan and Barcus, swim
ming steadily, had gained shoal
which permitted them footing In
waist-deep waters, the Seaventure had
burned to the waters edge.
CTO BE CONTINUED0
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-25
MAN IS BURIED
ALIVE IN WELL
Pennsylvania Farmer imprisoned
Under Arch of Tons of Earth
and Stone.
DIRECTS OWN RESCUE
Strain of Spending 10 Hours Under IS
Feet of Fallen Wall Prove Too
Great for Chapman and
His Heart Fails.

Wheatsheaf, Pa.-ImprisOnment for
Is hours under tons of earth in an old
32-foot we'll SO seriously affected Viii
liam Chapman Of Wheatsheaf that he
died few minutes before he was dug
out, after directing the efforts of res
cuers for several hours. Physicians
worked for an hour with pulmotOr
and oxygen, but failed to revive Mr..
Chapman. 1t is believed his heart
failed when he felt the hand of the
first rescuer to reach him and that
death followed instantly.
Mr.. Chapman was farmer and
was also employed as engineer in the
workings of the Penn Sand e Gravel
company of TullytowE. He was a
sturdy man of middle age. in excellent
health.
Well Caves In.
Because of recent rains, Mr.. Chap
man was unable to work in the Penn
quarries and determined to make some
repairs in the well on the farm he had
perry wall when two large stones
slipped from their places In the wall
of the well and precipitated him to
the bottom, following which the sides
caved in on him. Mrs. Chapman, who
was in the house, heard the crash and
rushed to the we'll.
1t is believed that when the wall OF
the well collapsed the stones formed
an arch, thus saving Mr.. Chapman
from instant death. In his narrow
prison he obtained air through crevices
in the rocks and was able to make
such sounds that his relatives and
friends knew he was alive.
Men Worked FranticalIy for Hours.
For Is hours men worked in relays
Of four hours each removing earth and
stones from the well. Several times
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-25
HAIR CUT OFF AS SHE SLEPT
Girl Awakes to Find Her Tresses, the
FamiIy's Pride, Gone-Act of
Revenge.

Orange, N. J.-When Mary Carnova.
the thirteen-year-old daughter of An
tonic Carnova of IL Forest street.
Orange, awoke one morning recently
she found that her long black hair.
which was Of exceptional beauty and
the pride of the family, had been cut
off. She did not know how or when
she had been daspoiled.
The police arrested Polo Cripsy.
aged fifty-one, a boarder at the Car
nova home, but Carpova would not be
lieve Cripsy was guilty. and the
charge against him was dismissed.
Chief of Police Drabell believes that
the hair was cut off for revenge by
some enemy of the girls father.
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CHAPTER TX.
Eorewarned.

Forewarned.
The thing was managed with an In
senuity that Alan termed deviiish-it
was indisputably Machiavellian.
The lovers had come down from the
North in hot haste and the shadow OF
death Two days of steady travelling
by canoe, by woods trail. by lake
steamer-forty-eigh hours of fatigue
and strain eased by not one instant's
relaxation from the high tension of
vigilance upon which their very lives
depended wore to elimination
through this tedious afternoon on the
train from Moosehead-a trap Of phys
ical torment only made possible by
-Alan's luck in, securing, through sheer
accident, two parlor-car reservations
turned back at the last moment be-
fore leaving Kineo station.
No matter-the longest afternoon
must have it's evening: the pokiest OF
trains comes the more surely to its
destination; In another hour or two
they would be in Portland-free at
last to draw breath of ease in land
OF law, order and sane living.
As If in answer to this thought, the
train slowed down with whistling
brakes to the last hill-station, and as
the trucks groaned and moved anew,
a lout of a boy came galloping down
the aisle, brandishing two yellow en-
velopes and blatting like stray calf:
'Mista Lawr! Mista Lawr! Tel
grams for Mista Lawr!"
Alan had been expecting at every
station a prepaid reply to his wire for
reservations on the night express from
Portland TO New York
But why two envelopes superscribed
"Mr. A. Law, Kineo train southbound,
Oakland Sta. 2"
lie tore one open, unfolded the in
closure, and grunted disgust with it's
curt advice, opsned the other and
caught his breath sharply as he with
drew-part way only-a playing card,
O. trey of hearts.
Thrusting it back quickly. he clapped
both envelopes together, tore them
into hundred fragments, and scat
tered them from the window. But
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-25
Copyright, 1914. by Louis Joseph Vance

sat beside him, duplicating Its every
perfect feature so nearly that even he
who loved the one could scarcely dis.
tinguish her from the other but by In
stinct, intuition. blind guesswork.
He nodded heavy-hearted confirma
ton of surmise slowly settling into
conviction In his mind, that such cum
ming, such purpose and pertinacity
could not possibly spring from mind
we'll balanced, that the woman, Judith
Urine, sister to the Rose he loved SO
we'll, was as mad as that monomaniac,
her father, who sat helpless In his
cell of silence and shadows in New
York, day after day, eating his heart
out with Impotence for the word that
his vengeance had been consummated
by the daughter whom he had inspired
to execute it.
An hour late. in dusk OF evening,
the train numbered into Portland sta
ton; and, heart in mouth, Alan helped
Rose from the steps, shouldered a way
for her through the crowd. and almost
lifted her into a taxicab.
BEST hotel in town." he demanded.
And be quick about it-for double
tip"
He communicated his one desperate
scheme to the girl en- route, receiving
her Endorsement of It. So, having reg
istered for her and seen her safely to
the door Of the best available room in
the house within ready call of the pub
lie lobby and office. he washed up
gulped hasty meal-which Rose had
declined to share, pleading fatigue
and hurried away into the night with
only the negro driver of public hack
picked up haphazard at some distance
from the hotel, for his guide.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-25
AUTO RUNS OVER BLACK BEAR
6ruin, Amazed at New Kind of Enemy,
Breaks Speed Records Getting
Away From There.

Willis Riden. while taking spin in an
auto on State road, in the Lewiston
Narrows, ran across black bear that
was ambling across the road just as
they shot around sharp turn at
Ryan's camp.
Bruin promptly gathered himself to-
gether and cut the dust for the tail
timber, and the boys hurried here TO
tell their story.
More than one hundred hunters took
the trail with guns, hunters licenses
and visions Of bear steak for the fam
lily menu.
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keep OF! Keep of! This means
you! Come within gunshot and III
blow your fool heads OIL"
Putting aside the megaphone. no sat
down again. mot that I'd dare FIRE
this blunderbuss." he confded, with
this reek Of gasoline; but just for
moral effect. Phew-w! I'd give dol.
lar for breath Of clean air; I've in
hailed SO much gas in the last few
hours I'm dry-cleaned down to my
silly old toes!"
Gaining no response from Alan, he
observed critically: "Chatty little Gus
toner, your are" and resumed the
binoculars.
For thirty minutes nothing hap
pened, other than that the sound of
the fisherman's launch was stilled. 1t
rested moveless in the waters, two
figures mysteriously busy In the cock
pit, the Seaventure's dory trailing be-
hind it on long painter.
Gradually these details became
blurred, and were blotted out by the
closing shadows. The afterglow in
the west grew cool and faint. The
crimson waters darkened. to mauve,
to violet, to a translucent green, to
blackness. Far up the coast two
white eyes, peering over the horizon.
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my mercy-what else should / think
Of than to take her place with the man
| loved? knew you'd never know the
difference-at least l was fool enough
for the moment to believe / could
stand being loved by you in her name!
1t was only today, when I'd had time
to think, that / realized how impos-
sible that was!"
A sudden slap Of the mainsail boom
athwartships and simultaneous cry
from over the stern reused Alan from
his CONSERVATION to fresh appreciation
Of the emergency. With scant consid-
Grafton he hustled the woman to the
companionway and below, slammed it's
doors and closed her in with the slid
ing hatch-all in a breath-then
sprang to the taffrail, just In time to
lend helping hand sorely wanted by
Mr.. Barcus in his efforts to climb
aboard, after he had pulled the dory
up under the stern by its painter.
He came over the rail in a towering
temper.
Il hope you'll pardon the apparent
impertinence," he suggested acidly,
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-25

But when he re-entered the hotel
one surprising thing happened that
gave him new heart-momentarily 1t
seemed almost as II his luck had
turned. For. as he paused by the desk
of the cashier to demand his bill, the
elevator gate opened and Rose came
out eagerly to meet him with an eager
air of hope that masked measurably
the signs Of fatigue.
II worried so l couldn't rest" she
told him guardedly as he drew her
aside; $50 arose and got ready, and
watched from the window till ! saw
you drive up"
He acquainted her briefly with his
fortune.
But she seemed unable to echo his
confidence or even to overcome the
heaviness Of her spirits when their
cab. without misadventure. set them
down ut the wharf.
Here, Alan had feared, was the cru.
cial point of danger-if the influence
Of the trey of hearts was to bring
disaster upon them it would be here,
in the hush and darkness of this de-
serted water front. And he bore him.
self most warily as he helped the girl
from the car and to the gangplank of
the Seaventure. But nothing hap
pened; while Mr.. Barcus was as good
as his word. Alan had barely set foot
on deck, following the girl, when the
gangplank came aboard with clatter,
and the Seaventure swung away from
the wharf.
Until the distance was too great for
even a flying leap Alan fingered watch
fully on deck.
At length, satisfied that all was well.
he returned to the cabin.
"All right" he nodded; we're clear
of that lot, apparently; nobody but the
three Of US aboard. Now you'd best
turn In. This Is evidently to be your
stateroom, this one to port, and you'll
have a long nights sleep to make up
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-25
CHAPTER XIII.
No Quarter.

mo IudTLSF.
yes, yes" said Mr.. Barcus indul-
gently, breaking a long silence. very
interesting Very interesting, indeed.
I've seldom listened to a more enter
tanning life-history, my poor young
friend. But l tell you candidly, as
man to man, don't believe one word
of It, It's all d-n foolishness!"
His voice took on a plaintive ac-
cent. Particularly this!" he expos
tulated, and waved an indignant hand,
comprising their plight.
1.-The rest of your adventures are
reasonable enough" he said, they
won my credulity-and I'm native of
Missouri. But this last chapter is i'm
possible. And that's fat. 1t couldn't
happen-and has. And there, in a
manner of speaking. we are!"
Against the western horizon a long,
low-lying strip Of sand dunes rested
like bar of purple cloud between the
crimson afterglow of sunset in the
sky and the ensanguined sea that mir
rored 1t.
1nO VIM Aou 6OhO NONh Will Tic
sun, leaving the Seaventure becalmed
her motor long since inert for want
of fuel-in shoal water a mile or so
off the desolate and barren coast that
Barcus, out of his Astounding knowl-
edge of those waters, named Nauset
Beach.
Still another mile further off shore
the so-called Gloucester fisherman
rode, without motion, waters as still
and CLASSY. Through the cleaning,
with the aid of glasses. figures might
be seen moving about her decks; and
as it grew still more dark she lowered
q small boat that Heretofore had
swung in davits. A little later faint
humming noise drifted across the tide.
Power tender" the owner of the
Seaventure interpreted. Coming to
call, presume. Sociable lot What
can't make out is why they seem to
think 1t necessary to tow our dory
back. Uneasy conscience, maybe
what?"
He lowered the binoculars and
glanced inquiringly at his employer,
who grunted his disgust, and said no
more.
Don't take it so hard, old top" Bar
Gus advised with a change Of note
from irony to sympathy. Then he rose
and dived down the companionway,
presently to reappear with mega
phone and double-barreled shotgun.
mo cutting-out parties In this out
fit," he explained, grinning amiably.
None of that old stuff, revised to suit
your infatuated female friend-once
aboard the lugger and the man is
mine!"
Stationing himself at the seward
rail, where his figure would show in
sharp silhouette against the glowing
sunset sky, he brandished the shot
gun at arms length above his head,
and beloved stertorously through the
megaphons:
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when asked to credit it. Only when
he saw her tearing frantically at the
painter, striving to cast 1t of and with
1t the dory towing hundred feet or
80 astern. and when another wonder
ing glance had discovered the head
and shoulders of Mr.. Barcus rising
over the stern Of the dory as he strove
to lift himself out of the water-only
then did Alan begin to appreciate
what had happened.
Even 60, it was with the feeling that
all the world and himself as well had
gone stark, raving mad, that he seized
the girl and. despite her struggles, tore
her away from the rail before she had
succeeded in unknotting the painter.
"Rose!" he cried stupidity. Rose!
What's the matter with you? Don't
you see what you're doing?"
Defiance infamed her countenance
and accents. Cant you ever say any,
thing but Rose! Rose! Rose! Is
there no other name that means any
thing to you? Can't you understand
how intolerable 1t is to me? love
you no less than she-better than she
ever dreamed of loving you-because
l hate you, too! What is love that
is no more than love? Can't you un-
derstand?"
Judith" he cried in a voice Of stu
pefaction. "But-Good Lord!-how
did you get aboard? Where's Rose?"
Where you'll not find her easily
again." the woman angrily retorted.
Trust me for that"
What do you mean" Illumination
came in a binding flash. do you
mean it was you-you whom / brought
aboard last night?"
"Who else?"
"You waylaid her there In the hotel,
substituted yourself for her. deceived
me into thinking you-!"
"Of course" she said simply. why
not? When saw her sleeping there
the mirror of myself. completely at
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1914-12-25
CHAPTER XII.
Down the Cape.


At four o'clock. or shortly after,
Alan was awakened by boot-heels
pounding imperatively overhead. and
went on deck again, to stand both dog
watches-saw the sun lift up smiling
over a world of tumbled blue water,
crossed the wake of Cunard liner in
bound for Boston, raised and over
hauled graceful but businesslike fish
erman (from Gloucester, Barcus
opined when called to stand his trick
at eight and saw it a mile or two
astern when-still aching with fatigue
he was free to return to his berth
for another four-hour rest.
This time misguided consideration
induced Barcus to let his crew sleep
through the first afternoon watch. Six
bells were ringing when, In drowsy ap-
prehension that something had gone
suddenly and radically wrong, Alan
walked.
He was on deck again almost before
he rubbed the sleepiness from his
eyes. emerging abruptly from the half
nRHt Oh Tue Cdpin W u udILic VI bull
light that filed the cup of day with
rarefied gold. even as he passed from
conviction Of security to realization OF
immediate and extraordinary peril
His first glance discovered the wheel
deserted, the woman with back to him
standing at the taffrail, Barcus-no-
where to be seen. The second con-
firmed his surmise that the Seaventure
had come up into the wind. and now
was yawing of wildly into the trough
of stiff II not heavy sea. A third
showed him, to his amazement, the
Gloucester fisherman overhauled
with such ease that morning and now.
by rights, well down the northern hori-
zon-not two miles distant, and stand
ing squarely for the smaller vessel.
Bewildered, he darted to the girls
side, with shout, demanding to
know what was the matter. She
turned to him a face he hardly recog-
nized-but still he didn't understand.
The inevitable inference seemed q
thing unthinkable; his brain faltered
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for what you've gone through-dear-
est
He drew nearer, dropping his voice
tenderly. And of sudden, with a
little low cry. the girl came into his
arms and chung pasionately to him.
But your" she murmured. You
need rest as much as l! What about
your"
"Oh, no 1 don't" he commended Be
sides I'll have plenty of time to rest
up once we're fairly at sea. Barcus
and / stand watch and watch, of
course. There's nothing for you to
do but be completely at your ease.
But-you must let me CO."
Eyes half-closed, her head thrown
back, she seemed to suffer his kiss
rather than to respond, then turned
hastily away to her stateroom-leav-
ing him staring with wonder ut her
strangeness.
BY midnight the Seaventure was
spinning swiftly south-southeast, close
reefed to snoring sou'west wind
the fixed white eye of Portland head
light fast falling astern.
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Precipitated Him to the Bottom.

they. were driven from their task by
cave-ins causeS by heavy rains. Finally
they were within a few feet of Mr..
Chapman. He directed their efforts.
took nourishment through tube,
spoke words of comfort to his wife and
appeared to be both rational and
sound.
Soon the workmen reached the last
layer of stone. Some worked at the
stone while others slipped their hands
through crevices and supported Chap
man. Even then he appeared to be
able to help himself, but when the last
rocks were removed and Chapman
was taken from the well he was dead.
having succumbed just as assurances
of safety reached him.