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No Reciprocity.

Karl Weilman pitches for one of the
st. Louis teams in the big leagues. As
might be guessed from his name, he is
German.
Say demanded an opposing bats.
man one May last spring, why don't
you 80 back to Germany and fight for
the fatierland!' 4
4. ''Wim. ma.r demanded Mari B fNot
on !yml.Ilte.l Did the kaiser setnilany.
body nrer here 10 help me last fnl;
when was pitching in all those tough
double headers .'-Saturday Evening
li'ostS5s. 9lilflll48gl
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Neither let mistakes nor wrong dlrec-
lions discourage thee. There is pre-
cious instruction TO be got by finding
we are wrong.-Carlyle.
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FRANK e. HOWE, editor snd Pub.
Friday, November &c, 1915.

Cornell defeated Penn Thursday
aud carries off the football honors OF
the year without single defeat
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than a quarter of a century and can
now be had for fifty cents bottle in
any wellstocked drug store. A trial
bottle of Dr. Caldwells Syrup Pepsin
can be obtained, free of charge, by
writing to Dr. W. b. Caldwell, 454
Washington ST., Monticello, IlHonis.
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Deafness Cannot Be Cured

by local applications as they cannot reach
the diseased portion of the ear. There 10
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by constitutional remedies Deafness is
caused by an intiamed condition OF the mu-
cons lining of the Eustaohiau Tube. When
this tube is inhamed you have rumbling
sound or imperfect hearing. and when II is
entirely closed Deafness Is the result. and
unless the Inflammation can be taken out
and this tube restored to its normal condi-
tlon, hearing will be destroyed forever; nine
ca SEES out of ten caused by Catarrh,
which Is nothing but an inhamed condition
of the mucous surfaces
We viii give One Hundred Dollars for any
cnae of Deafness .(causet by catarrh) that
cannot be cured by Halls Catarrh Cure.
Send for circulars. free.
f. j. CHENEY & Co. Toledo, Ohio.
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% An kinds Of ensiioec VIII be
o utilized in feeding operations,
Q This year, There VIII ne thou
0 sands Of cases where corn was
put in tile ailo before the grain
Q had reached the mill; stage and
Q some Instances even where the
crop was put in before it bad
cared. Some disappointment will
be experienced unless consider
0 able dry feed Ia the form of fod-
der Or hay is used III c0njunc-
o tion with this succulent ensilagc.
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0 cattle be fed this green, washy
Q cnsllagc alone, Then there are
0 those who have put corn in the
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o two weeks after il was frosted.
o Unless abundance of water was
o used at The time of tiiling n sup
o ply of mody ensilnge ;Wi,l be
0 available This Is matter that
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o not iufreuuently animals are poi
o sDned ass She res;llrlof eating It,
0 { pHr experiment stations could
0 compile n bulleiin next spring
o giving tho resuts of feeding the
o various, idnds Of enSilage that :
c will housed this winter it would
0 make exceedingly interesting
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LIBERTY BELL HOME AGAIN
Relic Back in independence Hall
After Coast Journey.

The Liberty bell was given a rous-
ing welcome home when it afrited at
Philadelphia shortly before A o'clock
yesterday afternoon from TIE Raeiac
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4. WORD ABOUT ENsILAeE.

> 0 0 Q Q o Q Q 90 Q Q 90 Q Q
Charlevoix county herald., 1915-09-18

for Cabosso! What Is your training?
Who coached your"
"Spreglia. Lamperti-"
But who coached you In Canio?"
Though his interruption was harsh.
Merwin could see a light of interest
In his eyes.
de Retsky-Jean himself, coached"
Make up-Quickly," the director de-
cided sharply.
He heard nothing Of the stage man.
ayers instructions, was numbly con-
scious of getting into the costume OF
the pantaloon, heard nothing of the
directors instructions as. In cold
perspiration he waited for the BARI
tone to finish with the prologue.
Fear was upon him, cold. dank
fear. Could he have run from the
place, could he have put finish to
every ambition he had pressed SO
closely to his very soul. could he have
thrust It all aside at that moment.
he would have done so rather than
suffer the fiery heat alternating with
icy cold that seized his body, be tor
Charlevoix county herald., 1915-09-18

She could not analyze the mixture Of
emotions tugging at her very heart
strings, the joyou, ache, the leaden
ecstasy, the torturing delight all
struggling there for mastery.
Europe, Ann! The greatest teach
ers of the world! Just think of It!
Why, It seems impossible! Wealth,
fame, honor, everything"
The tear that hid trembled so long
a time upon the fringe of her lashes
dropped to the tiny shoe upon which
she was knitting, chung there until his
eyes rested upon 1t.
Aren't you happy. Amir" he re-
peated.
She nodded a trife jerkily, then
slowly lifted her eyes to meet his own.
Honest eyes they were, loving, wor-
shipful eyes they we're. patient eyes,
the eyes that belong to women whose
souls are 30 sensitive they chill before
the mere shadow Of impending trag-
edy.
Charlevoix county herald., 1915-09-18


forgotten him-you see he was nothing
but voice to me-but when he re-
called that evening and the scene"
He shrugged apologetically, sheepish-
ly. well, knew that 1t was Fate. /
offered to cultivate his voice and take
my pay in the future, when 1t had
proved ITSELF"
"And you wish me to listen when he
comes?"
He is waiting now" De Retsky
smiled as he consulted his watch. "He
Is always early for his lesson, unwil-
ling to lose a moment of the time" He
nodded to the maid, who ushered into
the room a blushing. roughly-clad
young man, who flushed holly as he
returned the friendly pressure of the
great vocalist's hand, then turned nat
urally to the piano as she expressed
the desire to hear his voice.
Her critical sense was swept away
even as De Retsky's had been before
her, and the Judgment of the artist
upon a tyro gave place to unmixed de-
light as Merwin lavishly poured forth
his song.
She sighed as De Retsky turned upon
her. smiling delightedly at the obvious
impression his pupil had made.
"You were right, De Retsky, right"
she murmured. 1T is a voice that
belongs to the world, a voice that
does not belong to you any longer.
You are the singer. old friend, more
than the great teacher of voice pro-
duction. The Is The Voice. 1t belongs
to Spreglia of Paris, Lamperti in Ber-
lin, old Vanuncchini of Florence. Syn
ney Dalton. here in the United States.
In New York, shall have 1t finally. And
he will coach, will make the opera
singer out of the man with The Voice.
Oh, shall attend to all that. l must
have my share in this discovery. De
Retsky."
She turned to where the singer had
been and De Retsky frowned as he saw
his protege had slipped away under
cover of the great vocalist's enthusi-
asm. He looked at her uneasily for
some sign of irritation, but a smile
lurked about the corners Of her mouth.
"The little country girl who was
feeding the turkeys" she said softly,
a curious glitter in her eyes as though
q vagrant tear had somehow found
resting place there. "Ah. well. 1t will
make her happy, De Retsky. And hap
.piness should be crowded upon her
now"
The two who had eaten of the fruit
avoided meeting her eyes. as II in fear.
And their fear seemed by some odd
freak to have transferred itself to
tiny cottage In the outskirts Of the
city, where little woman bent her
head lower over her knitting while
her husband joyously, eagerly told for
the twentieth time of his experience.
Charlevoix county herald., 1915-09-18
VII.

Merwin felt a curious citation upon
him, a sudden lightness of heart, one
of those miraculous sensations of ut
ter delight that come at the most un-
expected moments when one Is per-
forming ones work little better than
ever 1t has been performed before.
Arrogant with the delightful AFRO
gance Of the artist who has worked
hard for achievement his eyes sought
those of Olga Drake In her box at the
head of the diamond horseshoe. That
very day Ann had been granted her
interlocutory decree of divorce; that
very day sensational newspaper had
whispered the name of Miss Drake
In connection with It; that very day
he had boasted to her that he would
make amends for that; and now
now, in the first performance Of the
widely heralded new opera, he was
singing as he had never sung before
Clear, ringing. sweet toned as any
bell, holding the audience spellbound,
with eyes aglow the voice Of Merwin
rang out And then the song died In
mid-air, seemed to halt upon its
course. The singers hand clutched
at his throat, clutched desperately
there as though by sheer brute
strength he would force out the
sounds that the vocal chords refused
to give His lips opened and closed,
closed and opened. A mute he stood
there, a .ludicrous mute, saving the
air with his hands, desperately. Wild
ly-
A laugh hurtled from the gallery,
the laugh that was sufficient to guide
the mob. II grew in volume, grew 80
that its sound penetrated the heavy
Charlevoix county herald., 1915-09-18

curtain az Il slowly descended upon
wild-eyed, sobbing tenor, who glared
piteously at the back Of laughing
woman In the box at the head Of the
diamond horseshoe.
With the ready effervescent sym
patty of the Romance people the d.
rector pillowed the head OF his great
find" upon his shoulder. But over
that head his eyes sought those of
Doctor Holbrook. the worlds renowned
throat specialist. who had been treat
ing Merwin now for months. And
hard expression, look of flint was In
the directors eyes as the specialist
shook his head to indicate the death
of another voice.
at Is the fault of the atmosphere.
the early training" coolly declared
the impresario later that evening to
the reporters. Now, Merwin, with
the proper. early training would have
proved the greatest tenor OF our
time" He shrugged bit contemp-
tously. you call 1t here. believe. q
fash in the pam"
Charlevoix county herald., 1915-09-18
vii.

Ann Merwin's hands still. c-'pged
tightly the newspaper with W. 70 ~
had fed from her attorneys offics (ne
newspaper whose startling head had
caught her eye even as her hand re-
ceived the final decree of divorce.
There was a wild expression In her
eyes as she lunged through the crowd
ed traffic of the streets toward the city
hospital where the story said Henry
had been taken.
Forgotten the document in her
handbag. forgotten the bitterness with
which he had treated her. She only
remembered that he was the father OF
her child, that he was the man she had
loved-the man she loved still.
Voiceless, forsaken by friends, an
object of pity and contempt, a vagrant
succumbing to exposure at the dark
waterside where he might have con-
templated making his final resting
place-he was still her husband just
as he always had been.
She did not heed the curious glances
Of the nurses nor the internes as she
demanded admittance to his bedside.
That the story of the celebrity's down.
fall, the divorce and attendant scandal
belonged to the world meant nothing
to her. queen-she demanded the
right to be with her husband In his
hour of need.
She did not shrink away from the
poor creatures upon the cots in the
wards through which they passed. The
flotsam and jetsam Of a great city
was there, but that mattered nothing
to her. That her husband was just
such another dependent upon citys
charity meant nothing to her.
She felt little pain in her heart as
the inferno paused beside a snowy cot,
hesitated second before approaching
the delirious man, tossing and tum-
bling upon the cot, then bravely moved
forward again. The inferno rested his
hand upon her arm. She looked into
but sympathy there and desire to
avoid harm coming to her. She
brushed him aside and then a voice
reached out to her, a voice wild and
hoarse, throbbing with the insanity Of
delirium yet with the longing Of a
world In 1t, voice she would have
known from all the voices of the
world
"Olga-Olga-Olga-"
On and on and on, interminably.
and always with that same piteous
appeal, that same throbbing note Of
heart-rending helplessness cried the
voice; the voice of Henry Merwin, her
husband toward the woman, the laugh
ing woman's back, the Olga Drake who
sat in the head box of the diamond
horseshoe.
She held her head proudly, defiant
ly as the superintendent of the hospi-
tai tried to suppress the pity in his
look with which he accepted the
Charlevoix county herald., 1915-09-18
III.

III.
Ann shivered again under some
thing she read In Madam Holmes
eyes. She had felt It even before the
woman crossed the threshold. had
been feeling II In ever increasing vol
ume while De Retsky and her hus-
band outlined plans for his operate
studies abroad. The great singer had
been silent. strangely silent since 1t
was she who was doing the financing
of that voice. And now the wife
knew that madam was about to speak
and with her eyes pleaded to the
celebrity-as woman to woman-for
pity, for charity. And madam shrank
before that look, even while her lips
frightened.
"Of course" she said slowly, II shall
provide for your wife while you are
abroad. Mr.. Merwin."
Though she had been expecting a
blow. though she had nerved herself
for the worst, Ann could not repress
the little cry of incredulous pain that
leaped from her lips. Her hands
sought her heart gropingly. the hands
that still gripped the unfinished shoe.
you mean-you mean that l am
not to go-that Henry is to go alone
to leave me and-and-"
"A student should have no distrac-
ton In his studies"
Ann felt something go dead within
her. Her hands went out In cropping
fashion toward her husband
Henry you-you want to leave"
She could not finish for the great,
choking sob constructing her throat,
suffocating her.
He wheeled upon her f1ercely,
plunged into a rage Of his own Great.
ing, but madam flashed him a warn.
ing look as Ann sank back In her
chair.
my DEAR" in the great sopranos
voice were all the tones that had
quickened tears in the hearts of au-
diences throughout the world. You
must not make 1t any harder than It
is already. Don't you know that
understand; that / am woman, and
that understand your pain at part
ing?" She moved a step closer. plac-
ing her hand upon AIMS shoulder and
turning upon the two men.
You have your choice, Mr.. Merwin
-milkman or a Voice. had the
choice and Voice won. II has brought
me fame, wealth. honor, glory: 1t has
lost me all that my heart would have
chung to did l consider happiness
alone. do not say that 1t is always
so, but the price Of fame is often mis-
cry. The price of Fame must be paid
and Fame is hard bargainer."
Ann looked up eagerly. timidly. yet
with a strange ferocity to catch the
impression upon her husband. What
she read upon his face filled her with
swift self-reproach
II think | understand" she whis.
pered softly. II want the fame for
him"
Charlevoix county herald., 1915-09-18

money she had placed upon his desk,
when she fed from that ward, fed
from that voice.
When he is WELL" she said quietly,
give him this money. Say 1t is from
IA friend"
But"
"From-a-friend," she repeated
softly, faint smile upon her lips.
She rose suddenly for the scent OF,
roses was In her nostrils, the vision
OF far-flung hills In her eyes, with a
tiny white cottage nesting at the foot
Of them.
Perhaps he may go back" she
murmured TO herself, as she left the
place. Perhaps he may 60 back
homeland be glad-glad the home
didn't go when everything else was
paid-paid. Who Pays?"
END OF THE FIRST STORY.
The next story, "The Pursuit of
Charlevoix county herald., 1915-09-18
~.

otiuh6O thC quiPo ohu VI
Chance, elusive Chance.
Years that seemed interminable,
years OF goading desperation. dis
couragement. self-sacrifice, endurance
stretched behind Henry Merwin as he
halted moment at the stage door of
the New York Grand Opera house to
allow one of the stars to enter. A
bitter smile curved his lips, lips that
had frightened since the days when
the milk route alone oppressed his
mind, as he slowly made-up in the
male dressing room for a peasant in
the opening act Of "Pagliacci." He
was a chorus man-only a chorus
man.
From below he could hear the
strains Of "Cavalleria Rusticana"
which preceded "Pagliacci" and the
voice Of Cabosso. greatest Of all ten
ors. Cabosso, who stood where the
ignorant young milkman had dreamed
OF standing; Cabosso, the announce
ment Of whose singing was suffi cient
to pack the great house.
The soul Of the artist within him
struggled impotently at his situation,
the difference between the dream and
the reality. Cabosso singing Canio,
the bitter, disillusioned pantaloon
when everything that life could hold
was his: and he. Henry Merwin, with
a voice no less than that of the star,
sang among the peasants. Uncon-
sciously he threw himself into the
role OF the man, compelled to amuse
the public with his antics, compelled
to don grease paint when he wished
to smear his face with the blood Of
rival and unfaithful wife His lips
opened and the tenor aria at the close
OF the first act poured from his throat.
He stopped abruptly as a hand fell
upon his shoulder. biting his lips In
mute embarrassment as he looked up
into the eyes of the stage manager. It
dawned upon him that he was trans.
crossing the rules Of the house in
singing. that in all likelihood. he
would be discharged. And suddenly
he was seized with a vast, overwhelm-
ms uCoiiC W tndt Y
moment before had reused all his re-
sentiment.
Are you up on the role - on
Canio?" The words were crisp, brit
tie, mandatory.
For moment he did not under
stand, then a quick flush mantled his
cheeks at what he took for sarcasm.
A hot answer was on the tip of his
tongue, checked only in time as he
read upon the faces about him that
the man was really in earnest He
rose swiftly, his hand gripping at the
lapel of the stage managers coat even
as the man fairly dragged him down
the narrow, iron stairway toward the
director, who ragged about In the
wings, his face the picture of misery.
He laughed ironically as his under
ling whispered to him, sizing the
chorus-man up and down.
"Canio!" he laughed. Substitute
Charlevoix county herald., 1915-09-18

".
He waited In the library, listening
to the sounds of delight from AIMS
room.
In the week he had tasted the fruit
of success and laughed at the fear he
had entertained of 1t. To be sought
out by the great director and placed
under a contract at figure he had
only vaguely dreamed of ever earning;
to be the toast Of town and press, to
be invited into the very heart Of So
ciety's most sanctified circle; to know
that Il was all deserved-surely they
were fools who had told him the price
to be paid for fame was heavy.
And now Ann was here, was so
close to him he had but to tap upon
the adjoining door to see her, so
close to him he could hear her de-
lighted exclamatio 8 over the gown he
had bought for her to wear at Mrs.
Van Rolphe's reception that very
night.
Slowly a frown crossed his fore
head, perplexed and anxious frown.
huu-WOulu ALL 10 dDie W nNc up
to the position he had created for
her?
A little cry from the doorway, and
he clasped her to his heart, fiercely.
for the doubt that had been his. But,
as he held her away from him. he
was filled with the bitter realization
that the doubt remained.
Pretty. fresh, wholesome-yet she
was obviously uncomfortable in her
finery. There was something Of the
out-of-doors about her that did not
seem to fit into the new life. He felt
himself guiltily contrasting her with
the dark. exotic beauty OF Olga Drake,
the woman who had made so much
Of him at reception Of the day be-
Charlevoix county herald., 1915-09-18

$50 happy. Henry. that-I'm afraid
of it-of my happiness" she answered
bravely.
Charlevoix county herald., 1915-09-18

tured by the prickling fingers at his
spine. the harsh grip at his heart.
g don't mind the whispering and
talking while you sing. They do 1t
with everyone but Cabosso-"
He heard no more. but these words
scared themselves in letters of fire
upon his brain. His teeth clicked
shut with an audible sound. Suddenly
all the stage fright disappeared be-
fore an anticipatory rage. They
should not whisper and talk while
he sang; they should treat his voice
with the same respect they treated
that Of Cabosso. His voice was the
equal of the great tenors.
Unconscious of his audience, OF the
stir Of curiosity at his appearance in
stead of the familiar Cabosso. regard
less OF everything save overweening
desire to win. Henry Merwin hardly
realized he was upon the stage before
the curtain stared him In the face, the
curtain which formed barrier
against the tumultuous applause Of
the audience at his performance, and
shut him into the other world behind
the scenes. the world Of fellow-singers
who made him realize the tremendous
impression he had created.
He suddenly felt himself very weak,
felt his impotence. He needed help,
sympathy-he needed-Ann-
Swiftly he discarded his costume,
but lily wiping the grease paint from
his countenance But In his eyes
glowed something of happiness, grow
ing from more than fame as, half an
hour later, he reread the message he
had just written before passing 1t to
the agent.
Ann Merwin. Los Angeles, Cal: Come
to New York at once. No more poverty.
HENRY.
Charlevoix county herald., 1915-09-18

END OF THE FIRST STORY.
The next story, "The Pursuit Of
Pleasure"
The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1915-07-21
HOT SPRINGS COLONY GROWS.
One More Couple Added "a List of
Honeymooners 81 Resort.

Hot SPRINGS, Va, July 2O.-The
latest arrivals in the honeymoon colony
At the Homestead are Mr.. and Mrs. g.
Reid Riley. who were married at the
brides home. Montana Hall. Winchester.
Va, last week. Mrs. Riley was Miss
Minnie Conrad They motored to Ho'
Springs and after passing their honey
moon here will live in BCyce. Va.
Baron and Baroness Marcus Rosen-
krantz. who arrived in America on the
Orduna Saturday, will join the Baron
ess's mother, Mrs. Rebecca Lowe Gun
ton. at Gunton Lodge tomorrow. Mrs.
Donald Macdonald and Miss LeNtia
Macdonald are expected at the Home
stead tomorrow from Louisville, and
Mr.. and Mrs. Andrew Blair will arrive
late in the week from Chestnut Hill,
Pa.
Mr.. and Mrs, 5, NJ, Vauclain. Jacques
Nauclain and party arrived at the
Homestead from Philadelphia and next
week will occupy Three HIS. the sum-
nrer home OF Miss Mary Johnston, the
authoress. which they have leased for
the sumraer. Miss Johnsto1 and her sis
ter, Mss Eioise Johnston. will camp
In the mountains OF northern Virginia,
Miss Gladys Ingalls, Ut Cincinnati.
president Of the Red Cross here and
who has already organized several chill
dren's sewing and experimental gardens
ing classes. started another girls sew
ing class to-day at Healing Springs.