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Valdez daily prospector., 1914-01-14
Tuesday, January 13, 1914

Valdez, Jan 13, 1914. Barometric Pressure .29.23g Temperature at D. m. .....17 Maximum Temperature ......2G Minimum Temperature ...... Partly cloudy, calm, wind N. F. one mile.
Valdez daily prospector., 1914-01-14
Notice of MarshaPs Sale.

United States of America, Third pi-
 vision. Territory of Alaska, ss
 Public notice is hereby given, that by virtue of writ of execution, dated January 9th, A. D. 1914, issued out of the District Court, for the Third division, Territory of Alaska, on a judgment rendered in said Court, on the 5th day of January. A. D. 1914, in favor of the United States of America, and against James Fish. ad- ministratOr of the estate of Louis Ca III cia, deceased, Angus Chisholm, Frank Gustafson, Max J. Schmidt and Jennie Raymond, have. on this 9th day of January, A. D. 1914. levied upon the following described real es- tate, situated in the town of Valdez, Territory of Alaska, to-wit: Lot nine (9) in Block B; lot three (3) in Block two @; lot four (4) in block twenty-four (2D. of the Valdez Townsite. according to the official plat said townsite on file in the office of the recorder for said ] precinct, and that will. according ly, offer said real estate for sale, at {; public vendue to the h ghest and best bidder, for cash, on the third day of
 March, A. D. 1914, at two o'clock D.
 m., at the front door of the Court
 House, Valdez, Alaska.
 i Dated at Valdez, Alaska, January
 g. 1914.
 i F. R. BRENNEMAN.
 U. S. Marshal, Third Division, Ter
 ritory of Alaska.
 1 First publication January 10. 1914
 Last publication February 21. 1914
Valdez daily prospector., 1914-01-14

lfew boilers in the steam plant ana the recent bad weather has delayed the work on the tram from the min, to the loading station for the large steamers.
Valdez daily prospector., 1914-01-14

John Gray spent several hours hunting ptarmigan and after a sue cessful hunt, bagged ten of the white birds which he hung in his woodshed but he mourns the loss of the entire lot as someone beat him to it and "swiped" the bag.
Valdez daily prospector., 1914-01-14

Wortman's-c1oudy, calm, trail open. Thompson's Pass--cloudy Slight wind,
 trail open.
 Beaver Dam--cloudy, calm. trail fair. Teikhell-cloudy, calm, trail good. Tonsna--clear, calm, trail good. Copper Center-~clear. calm, trail
 good
 Gulkana- cloudy, calm. trail good. Hogan's---clear, calm, trail good Paxson's clear, calm, trail open.
Valdez daily prospector., 1914-01-14
Woman's Guild.

There will be {; meeting of the Wo- mans Guild at the rectory tomorrow afternoon. Full attendance desired.
Valdez daily prospector., 1914-01-14
WEATHER RECORD.

Taken at 800 a. m. Snow is given as depth on level, in inches.
 Locations Temp. Snow
 AI>dnneA,u l,n,,,ru fofd
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-26
According to Custom

silk cord. $3.50; embroidery floss,
S2.15; stamping. twenty -f1ve cents
Total, s11.15. Now, If you'll tell me
why I couldn't have given him thai
little $3.50 scarfpin'--
when mother recovered from the
shock she tremblingly inquired as tc
the muffler Gladys was making for
Julius. You could see she chung to
that muffler as her vindication.
oh said Gladys, the trifiing little
muller? l have the figures some
ribbed silk, Sass; stamping initials,
80 cents; embroidery silk, so cents.
Total. s565. l did have in mind for
Julius a lovely watch fob, but you
said mustn't give jewelry. 1t would
have cost s295.'
A LITTLE DAZED.
Mother didn't say word. no.
ticed that sre went around for q
couple OF hours with a dazed, won
dering expression. as though life was
hard and she didn't know the answer,
But there you are-if you are a
girl you mustn't give a man tewelry
that costs a moderate sum-you must
spend ten times as much on some
handwork that he'll toss into the cor.
ner and never look at again! That's
custom. You can't say: Here, you've
treated me to the theatre a lot Of
times. now TIL treat you. Just to show
you that appreciate It. No. that
wouldn't be custom! So you have to
get UP dinner party that will cost
about $40 instead OF your paying IS
for tickets and letting II go at that!
Isn't II idiotic7 wish l dared ly In
the face OF custom"
why don't you?" inquired htr
people get into trouble.
The girl who likes to talk sighed
at isn't the custom to do So" she
murmured sadly, ---
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-26

Y AM often struck said the girl who
likes TO talk. with the absurdity
Of custom. know this is truly
original remark, because everybody
makes II some time or other. MY
sisters struggles and agonies during
the recent holiday season are the i'm
mediate cause OF my having this hap
Ply thought just now.
GLADYS is twenty and has a string
OF college boy beaux. who are nice to
her, and there are two OF them whom
she wanted to remember at Christ
mas Maybe one OF them will be my
brother in-law some day II his per-
sistepce holds out Tho way those
beniehted youths have squ1ndered
money on Gladys in the last year is
something awful II 1t hasn't been
theatres and operas It has been boxes
OF candy big enough TO make her a
dyspeptic for life II l hadn't sacri-
decd myself and helped her eat them.
or It has been flowers sufficient TO
carry on = small but nourishing shop.
y tried to make a decker with
Gladys l told her II she would guar
sntee me 80 many punches OF flowers
a week Ia rent that small vacant
shop near us and set Up IN business
and give her percentage on every
thing sold II she wanted 10 in
crease her income all she had TO do
was to be extra agreeable to her
yourg men friends. who would then
send bigger bouquets Gladys refused
my offer with the scors OF twenty en-
compromising Summe Far he II
tlvn hsr. sAe sad. to have ny meg-
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cenary, self-seeking spirit. she NKeu
her friends for themselves.
NOT PROPER.
Then. ten minutes later, ! heard
her joyously accept an opera invita-
tion from one man and Immediately
call up another. who had arranged
merely to call that evening. and can
eel his engagement, saying she was
going out to Evanston that day and
would stay there all night! And she
never even blushed with shame while
she did IL
Wei, Gladys troubles began when
she decided that she wanted to give
Tom and Julius something for Christ
mas
You can't give a single thing that
costs money mother told her IT
isn't proper and II isn't done! l can't
help II II you did sea a perfectly
wonderful scarfpin for two -ffty-a
girl can't give a man anything OF
value unless she's next door TO mar
ried TO him. Make Tom sofa pillow
or embroider him muffler-some-
thing simple like that
"Glodys decided TO do pillow in
his college colors for Tom. She was
QuANc IrslbhCu 10 II dANrl all
! Tom has a den at his home ana n
man never can have too many pill
lows, when she had the pillow nm
| ished she showed II TO mother with a
queer little quirk around her lips.
Mother surveyed Il complacen1y.
| That is very pretty she said, and
appropriate. II is simple and OF small
financial value, and
GLADYS gave faint moan and
! nearly passed away. Any time, said
she that you fancy l have not spent
money on man when l make him a
sofa cushion l wish you would read
! Just your thoughts Here Is the
! itemized account OF my simple, Eirlish
/ little present; Down pillow. seventy
ave cents. hrocade in the hard TO I'm d
shade Of blue 1 lad to have. $3.50.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-26

funds for the fireworks with which
some of his flatterers were to cele-
brate the forthcoming event, and that
one form of illumination was gil
gantic frame which, set upon the Sky
Hill, Immediately in front Of our
house, was intended to display in
brilliant lights the glowing words
God Bless the Happy Heir" Ger
tainly the birth was to be announced
by the ringing of the big bell of the
tower as signal to the country round
about that the appointed festivities
might begin.
Day by day through September into
October, news came from Castle Raa
by secret channels. Morning by morn
ing, DIR. Conrad was sent for to see
my mother. Never had the sun looked
down on a more grewsome spectacle.
1t was a race between the angel Of
death and the angel of life, with my
fathers masterful soul between,
struggling to keep back the one and
to hasten on the other.
Ny fathers Impotence affected
everybody about him. Especially it
communicated itself to the person
chiefly concerned. The result was
Just what might have been expected.
My mother was brought to bed pre-
maturely, full month before her
time
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To Be Continued Tomorrow
With the Tide.

1t had been raining steadily for the
past twenty hours, and, in consequence
the field was more like a lake than
football ground. But the sun was shin
ing now, and big crowd had assembled
to see the game, so the referee decided
What" gasped the captain OF the
visiting team; surely you're not going
to make us play under these condi-
tions?"
Certainly" replied the knight OF the
whistle: then. seeing an angry retort
forming on the captains lips, he added
Now, don't hang about. You've Won
the toss. Which side are you taking?
well, If we must play" came the
answer, 81 guess Wen kick off with the
tide"
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his smarting legs would allow, wiped
his eyes with his ragged sleeve and
said
Never mind, nanny You shall
have carriage of your own when l
am a man, and then nobody shall
ever lash you"
His mother died lie was 20 years
Of ase at that time, large nmbed.
lusty-lunged fellow, almost destitute
of education, but with big brain
and an unconquerable will; so he
strapped his chest and emigrated to
America. What work he found at
first ! never rightly knew. can only
remember TO have heard that 1t was
something dangerous to human life
and that the hands above him dropped
off rapidly. Within two years ne was
a foreman. Within five years he was
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-26
Bv HALL GAME
The WOMAN THOU CAVEST ME ~ aA1N 7@@1

while the hoofs Of his horses wen
champing over the gravel in the =,
rection of the gate.
When my father returned 70 -.
room, shaking the rain from his h.,-
and beard. he was Tuning with indiv-
nation. Perhaps memory ~ Al
years ago was seething In his exci+.s
| brain.
The old scoundrel," he said. .rga,.
| ike 1t, wouldn't he? They'd ALI ill.,
it! Which of them wants a son =.
| mine amongst them~'
The roaring night outside hso.
yet more terrible. So loud wac =.
noise from the shore that it was al
most as if wild beast were trv1r.
to liberate itself from the womb -
the sea. At one moment Aunt Rrid.
ct came downstairs to saw thai ~.
storm was frightening nv mo.h.r
All the servants of the house we~a
gathered in the hall, full of fear snd
telling each other superstitious Sta
ries.
A Child's Cry.
Suddenly there came a lun. Rat,
and wind seemed to cease in an w.
slant. The clamor of the sea bacsr,.
less and the tolling of the bell on g.
Mary's Rock died away in the dis
lance. 1t was almost as If the world
which had been whirling through
space, suddenly stood still.
In that moment of silence a deener
moan than usual came from the room,
overhead. My father dropped into
chair, clasped his hands and closed
his eyes. Father Dan ratified his nearl
beads and moved his lips, but utter
| ed no sound.
! Then faint sound came from tina
room overhead. My father opened
his eyes and listened. Father Dan
held his breath. The sound was re-
peated, but louder. clearer, shrilIer
| than before. There could be no mis-
| taking it now. 1t was Natures eter-
/ nal signal that out of the womb Of
/ SAAShSo O living Suui udu D6en born
| into the world
IT'S over" said my father.
GLORY be to God and all tbs
saints!" said Father Dan.
"That'n beat EN-" cried my father
and he leapt to his feet and laughed.
! Going to the door of the room. he
| flung it open. The servants in the
hall were now whispering eagerly
and one of them, the gardener. Tom
| Dug, commonly called Tommy the
Mate. stepped out and asked II he
ought to ring the bell.
Certainly" said my father isn't
that what you've been standing by
for?"
A few minutes later the bell OF the
tower began to ring, and it was fol
lowed almost Immediately by the bell
of our parish church, which rang out
a merry peal.
"That'1l beat 'em, I say" cried my
father, and laughing in his triumph
he tramped the tagged floor with a
firmer step than ever.
All at once the crying of the child
ceased and there was a confused
rumble of voices overhead. My ia
Their stopped, his face Strengthened
and his voice, which had rung out
like horn, wheezed back like
whistle
whats going doing? Where's Con
rad? Why doesn't Conrad come TO
me?"
Don't worry. He'll be down pres
emily" said Father Dan.
A few minutes passed, in which
nothing was said and nothing heard,
and then, unable to bear the suspense
any longer, my father went to the
| foot of the staircase and shouted the
! doctors name.
Tt Ra Hontinued To- noorr6AA.
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Married Elder Sister.

To the deep chagrin Of the young or
sister, my father selected the elder
one. / have never heard that my
mothers wishes were consulted. Her
father and my father dealt with the
marriage as question of business,
and that was an end OF the matter
On the wedding day my father did
two things that were highly signlfi-
cant, He signed the parish register
in the name of Daniel O'Neill by right
of Letters Patent; and on taking his
bride back to her early home he
hoist over the tower of his chill
gray house the Stars and Stripes of
his once adopted country stitched 10
the flag of his native island. He had
talked less than "Neale the Lord, -
but he hac Thought and acted more.
Two years passed without Off
spring, and my father made no dis
guise of his disappointment, which
almost amounted to disgust Hith-
improvements in his house and es-
tate, but now his restless energies
required a wider field, and he began
to look about him. ELAN was then a
primitive place. and its inhabitants.
half landsmen, half seamen, were a
simple pious race living in a sweet
poverty which rarely descended into
want. But my father had magnifi-
cent schemes for it. By push, en-
ergy and enterprise he would gall
vanize the island into life, build no.
tells, theaters, casinos, drinking halls
and dancing palaces, lay out race
courses, construct electric railways
to the tops of the mountains and 9TH
erwise transform the place into a
holiday resort for the people of the
United Kingdom
Wen just sail in and make this
old island hum he said, and a num-
Der of his neighbors, nothing loath 70
be made rich by magic-advocates
bankers and insular councillors
joined hands with him in his adven-
turous schemes.
| But hardly had he begun when 4
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-26

| a partner. In ten years he was rlcn
man. At the end Of ive-and-twenty
years he was a millionaire, controlling
trusts and corporations and carrying
out great combines.
once heard him say that the mon
ey tumbled into his chest like crushed
oats out Of a crown shaft, but what
/ happened at last was never fully eX-
planned TO me. Something ! heard of
a collision with the law and of a
forced assignment Of his interests. All
that is material to my story is that at
45 years of age he returned TO ELAN.
He was then a changed man, with
hard tongue. stern mouth and a
masterful lift of the eyebrows. His
passion for wealth had left its mark
upon him, but the whole island went
down before his face like a flood. and
the people who had made game Of his
father came crawling 10 his feet like
cockroaches.
The first thing he did on coming
home was TO buy up his mothers
croft, rethatch the old house, and put
in a poor person 10 take care of it.
Guess 1t may come in handy some
day" he said
His next act was worthy Of the son
Of "Neale the Lord" Finding Cap
tain O'Neil had fallen deeply into debt,
he bought up the braggarts mort
cages, turned him out of the Big
House, and took up his own abode in
1t.
Twelve months later he made
amends, after his own manner, by
marrying one of the Captains daugh-
tiers. There were two of them. Isa-
bel. the elder, was a gentle and beau
tiful girl, very delicate, very timid
and most sweet when most submits
sive, like the woodland herbs which
give out their sweetest fragrance
when they are trodden on and crush
ed. Bridget, the younger, was rather
homely, rather common. proud of her
strength Of mind and will
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-26
A Man of Daring Dreams.

think my father was "a great man
at that time think he is still a
great man. Hard and cruel as he
may have been To me. / feel bound 10
say that for him If he had been born
a king he would have made his ma
tion feared and perhaps respected
throughout the world He was born
peasant the poorest OF peasants, a
crof,or The little homestead Of his
family with its whitewashed walls
and straw matched roof. stiu stands
on the bleak ayre-lands OF ELAN, like
herd Of notified cattle crouching
together In storm.
His own father had been a wild
creature. fun OF daring dreams. and
the chief OF them had centered In
himself Although brought up IN a
mud ca5in. ana known as Daniel
Neale, ne believed that he belonged by
Hueal descent to tile highest aristoc-
racy of his land, tho O'Neins Of the
Mansion House commonly called the
Big Housed and the BarouS OF Castle
R71 To prove his claim he spent his
DAYS iu searching the registers OF the
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-26
FIRST CHAPTER.

HNUT of the depths. O Lord, out
Of the depths" begins the
most beautiful Of the serv-
ices OF our church, and il is ont of
the depths Of my life that | must
bring the incidents Of this story
| was an unwanted child-unwant-
ed as a girl at all events. Father
Dan Donovan, our parish priest, told
me all about 1t. | was born in Octo-
Der. 1t had been raining heavily all
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-26
"0H! | FEEL
SO THANKFUL"
Sincere Gratitude Express.
ed by Lady After Being
Delivered From a
Very Low State.

Hayne, ~ CT feel it my duty"
says Mrs. u. V. Spell, of this place, TO
tell everybody how much good Cardui
the woman's tonic, has done for me.
Last Spring | suffered dreadfullv
from womanly troubles. and was in a
very low state of health. was not able
TO be up TO attend 10 any of my
duties.
I'VE finally consulted our family
physician, and he advised me to try
Cardui, the woman's tonic. which |
did, and soon / began To feel better.
After using seven or eight bottles |
was able 10 do my houSework
Il am now able to do an Of my work
and take care of my children. ] feel
SO thankful for the benefit / have re
ceived that shall heartily recon
mend Cardui to an similarly affect.
ed women"
If you, lady reader suffer from any
of the numerous Ills So common ia
your sex, Try Cardui IL has been
helping weak nervous, WORKOUT we
men for over half a century. and viii
help you. too.
Cardui is perfectly harmless veg
e,able extract OF mild acting. medici
nal, tonic herbs Il is the idea
strengthening medicine for women.
Cardui regulates irregularities
tones up the womau0y organs. an,
brings back the brightncs. OF health.
Get a bottle to-day.
y u NIrLt. - $780, .-
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in

day long, The rain was beating hard
against the front Of our house and
running in rivers down the window
panes. Toward 4 In the afternoon
the wind arose and then the yellow
leaves OF the chcstruts in the long
drive rustled noisly. and the sea,
which is a mile away. moaned like a
dog in pain
In my fathers room, on the ground
floor, Father Dan sat by the fire fin
gering his beads and listening to every
sound that came from my mothers
room which was Immediately over
head My father himself, with his
heavy step that made the house
uemhle, was tramping to and fro.
from the window to the ingle from
the ingle to the opposite wall Some
times Aunt Bridget came down to say
that everything was going ON well,
and at intervals of half an hour DR..
Conrad entered in his noiscless way
and sat In silence by the fire, took a
few puffs from a long clay pipe and
then returned to his charge upstairs.
Ny fathers impotence was con-
Stunning him.
It's long he said. searching the
doctors face
Don't worry above all don't
worry" said Father Dan
..sfsK.
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-26
Boys Pride.

10y FrlQe,
There were six OF them. aud after
the death of her husband she had to
fend for all The little croft was
hungry land. and to make a sufficient
living she used to weed for her more
prosperous neighhors II was i'll
paid labor-ninepence day fine days
and sixpence all weathers, with a
can of milk twice a week aud "a lump
OF butter thrown in now and then.
The ways were hard and the children
were the first to feel them. Five of
them died They weren't willing to
stay with me- she used to say. My
father alone was left to her, and he
was another Daniel As he grew up
he was a great help 10 his mother /
feel sure he loved her Difficult as it
may be TO believe II now. really and
truly think that his natural disposi-
ton was lovable and generous To be-
gin with
There Is story Of his boyhood
which it would be wrong Of me not to
tell. His mother ana he had been up
in the mountains cutting gorse and
ling which with turf from the Cur
ragh used TO be the orofter's only
fuel. They We're dragging down a
puckly pile Of it by straw rope
when, dipping into the high road by q
| bridge, they crossed the path OF a
splendid carriage which swirled sud
! denly out Of the drive of the bis
! House behind two high-spirited bay,
/ driven by an English coachman il
| gorgeous livery. The horses reare,
and SHE'D al the bundle Of kndlng
whereupon a gentleman inside tn,
carriage leaned out and swore. an,
then the brutal coachmar. flashing on
at the hare headed woman with hi
whip. struck the boy on his make,
legs
At the next moment the carriag,
had gone IL had belonged 10 tn,
head of the O.NeiuS. Lord Raa of Gas
Tie Raa. whose nearest liusmsu. Cap
tain O'Nerl, had killed my grand
father So my poor grandmother sal,
nothing. But her little son. as soon ~
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-26
The NarYafiUc of Mary
O'NeiH
FIRST PART.
My GirIhood

Copyright. 1912, by Hcarsts Magazine.
Copyright. 1918, by Hearst Magazine.
Copyright in Great Britain Copyright.
1918. by j. y Lipplncott Company
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parish churches, and his nights in
talking loudly in the village inn. Half
in jest and half in earnest. people
called him "Neale the Lord" one
day he was brough, hnlae dead, killed
O'Neill, dissolute braggart. who had
struck him over the temple with a
stick. His Wife, my grandmother
hung a herring net across the only
from the children who slept in the
other bed
Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-26
Martin Conrad to the
Author

JERE are the Memoranda we
ii have talked about DO a.
YOU Ike with them. Alter,
amend. add to or take away from
them, exactly as you think best
They were written in the FIRST
instance for my own eye alone.
and hence they take much for
granted which may need cxplana
ton before they can be pat to the
more general uses you have de
signed FOR them Make such ex-
PLANTATION in any way you con
slider suitable. II IS my wish that
in this mntter your judgment
should be accepted as mine. The
deep feeling YOU could not con
ceal when I told you the story OF
my dear ones life gives me conf
dence In your discretion.
Whatever the immediate effect
may be, feel that in the end |
shall he justified fully justified
IN allowing the public 10 look for
a little while into the sacred con
fessional OF nay darling's stainless
heart.
heard her voice again to-day.
She was right love is immortal
God bless her MY ever lovely
nnd An1aya1 auaF