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Honolulu star-bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1912-2010, 1915-02-02
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Dance Tonight

The usual Tuesday evening dance
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Honolulu star-bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1912-2010, 1915-02-02
HAWAII POLITICIANS
WARM UP FOR PRIMARY

According to news from Hawaii,
keen interest IS being taken bv the
Big Island politicians in March pri.
meries. Tickets now are being made
up, is the report, and already 40 can
didates are ready to enter the field
There probably win be no contest for
the offices of county auditor, county
attorney and treasurer.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-02-18
CHAPTER v.

From time to time that day, neigh
bors had ridden up to Spicer Souths
stile, and drawn rein for gossip. These
men brought bulletins as to the prog
ress of the hounds. and near shutdown.
as a postscript to their information, a
volley of gunshot signals sounded from
a mountain top. No word was spoken.
but in common accord the kinsmen
rose from their chairs, and drifted to-
ward their leaning rifles.
They're a-comin' hyar," said the
head of the house, CURLY. Samson
ought ter be home. Whar's Tam'rack?"
No one had noticed his absence I'M
til that moment, nor was he to be
found. A few minutes later, Samson's
figure swung into sight, and his uncle
met him at the fence.
Samson, I've done asked We all the
questions I'm a-goin' ter ask ye," he
said, but them dawgs is maxim fer
this house. They've jest been sighted
a mile below"
Samson nodded.
ened-"I owns down thar ter the road,
No man kin cross that fence withouten
l choose ter give him leave. Ell ye
wants ter go indoors an stay thar, ye
kin do hit-an' no dawg ner no man
hain't a-goin' ter ask ye no questions.
But, eff ye sees fit ter face hit out, I'd
love ter prove ter these hyar men tibet
US Souths don't break our word. We
done agreed ter this truce. Id like ter
invite em In, an let them damn dawgs
sniff round the feet OF every man In
my house-an' then, when they're
plumb teetotally damn satisfied, I'd
like ter tell EN- all ter go ter hell
Thet's the way l feels, but I'm a-goin'
ter do jest what We says"
Lescott did not overhear the con-
versation in full, but he saw the old
mans face work with suppressed pas.
sion, and he caught Samson's louder
reply.
when them folks gets hyar, Uncle
Spicer, I'm a-goin' ter be a-settin'
right out thar in front. I'm plumb
wilIin' ter invite 'em in" Then, the
two men turned toward the house.
Already the other clansmen had dis
,.ppeared noiselessly through the door
or around the angles Of the walls.
Fifteen minutes later, Lescott, stand
ing at the fence, saw q strange caval-
cade round the bend Of the road. Sew
eral travel-stained men were leading
mules, and holding two tawny and i'm
patient dogs in leash. In their num-
Der, the artist recognized his host OF
two nights ago.
They halted at q distance. and In
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their faces the artist read dismay, for,
while the dogs were yelping confident,
y and Juggling at their cords, young
Samson SoUth-who should, by their
prejudiced convictions, be hiding out
In some secret stronghold-sat at the
top step of the stile, smoking his pipe,
and regarded them with a lack-luster
absence of interest. Such a calm re.
ception was uncanny. After a whis,
pered conference, the Lexington man
came forward alone. Old Spicer South
had been looking on from the door,
and was now strolling out to meet the
envoy, unarmed.
And the envoy, as he came, held his
hands unnecessarily far away from his
sides and walked with an ostentatiOus
show of peace.
"Evenin'. stranger" hailed the Old
man. Come right in"
"Mr. South" began the dog,owEe-.
with some embarrassment, Il have
been employed to furnish a pair Of
bloodhounds to the family of Jesse
PurVy, who has been shot"
Il heerd tell tibet Purvy was shot, q"
said the head Of the Souths in an af-
fable tone, which betrayed no deeper
note Of interest than neighborhood
gossip might have ELECTED.
Il have no personal interest in the
matter" went on the stranger, hastily
as one bent on making his attitude
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regard emotion as unmanlyl "Thai
hain't no danger"
She gazed searchingly into hiA eyes.
and then, with short sob, threw her
arms around him, and buried her face
on his shoulder.
EFF anything happens ter ye, Sam
son." she said, brokenly. "hit1l jest
kill me. I couldn't live withouten ye,
Samson. l Jest couldn't do hit"
The boy took her in his arms, and
pressed her close. His eyes we're gaz-
ing off over her bent head, and his lips
twitched He drew his features into
a scowl, because that was the only ex-
preston with which he could safe
guard his feelings. His voice was
husky.
Il reckon, Sally" he said. Il couldn't
live withouten you, neither"
The party Of men who had started
at morning from Jesse Purdy's store
had spent a hard day The roads fol-
lowed creek-beds, crossing and re-
crossing waterways in a fashion that
gave the bIoodhounds hundred baf-
fling difficulties. Often, their noses
lost the trail, which had at first been
so surely taken. Often, they circled
and whined, and halted in perplexity,
but each time they came to a point
where, at the end, one of them again
raised his muzzle skyward, and gave
voice.
Toward evening, they were working
up Misery along a course less broken.
The party halted for a moments rest,
and, as the bottle was passed, the man
from Lexington, who had brought the
dogs and stayed to conduct the chase,
put question:
What do you call this creek?"
Hits Misery"
Does anybody live on Misery that
-er-that you might suspect"
The Hollmans laughed.
"This creek is settled with Souths
thicker'n hops"
The Lexington man looked up. He
knew what the name of South meant
to HOLMAN.
els there any special South. who
might have a particular grudge?"
"The Souths don't need no parti'lar
grudge, but thar's young Samson
South. He's a wildcat"
He lives this way?"
These dogs air a-makin' Decline
fer his house." Jim Holman was
speaking. Then he added: I've done
been told that Samson denies dom the
shootin', an claims he kin prove an
alibi."
The Lexington man lighted his pipe,
and poured drink of red whisky into
a flask cup.
He'd be apt to say that" he COM
mented, These dogs haven't any
prejudice in the matter. I'll stake my
life on their telling the truth"
An hour later. the group halted
again. The master Of hounds mopped
his forehead.
Are we still going toward Samson
South's house?" he inquired.
We're about a quarter from hit
now, an we hain't never varied from
the straight road"
"Will they be apt to give US
trouble?"
Jim Holman smiled.
II haint never heered OF no South
submittin ter arrest by Holman"
The trailers examined their fire.
arms, and loosened their holster-Haps.
The dogs went forward at trot.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-02-18
UeQLLoff6e
CUMBEREANDS
~ CHARLES NEVILLE BUCK
WITH ILLUSTRATIONS FROM PHOTOGRAPHS
OF SCENES IN THE PLAY &IHS4rr k3sN6sxx

still time and willingness to regard his
comfort.
The coming of the kinsmen, who
would stay until the present danger
passed, had filled the house. The four
beds in the cabin proper were full,
and some slept on floor mattresses.
Lescott, because q guest and wounded,
was given a small room aside Sam
son, however, shared his quarters in
order to perform any service that an
injured man might require. 1t had
been a full and unusual day for the
painter, and its incidents crowded in
on him in retrospect and drove off the
possibility Of sleep. Samson, too,
seemed wRkeful, and in the isolation
of the dark room the two men fell into
conversation. which almost lasted out
the night Samson went into the con-
fessional This was the first human
being he had ever met to whom he
could unburden his soul.
The thirst to taste what knowledge
lay beyond the hills; the unnamed
wanderlust that had at times brought
him a reetiveness so poignant as to
be agonizing; the underlined attuning
Of his heart to the beauty Of sky and
hill; these matters he had hitherto
kept locked In guilty silence.
In cove or lowland pocket, stretch.
ing into the mountain side, lay the
small and meager farm of the Widow
Miller. The Widow Miller was a
South" that Is to say, she fell, by
tie Of marriage, under the protection
Of the clan head. She lived alone with
her fourteen-year-old son and her six
teen-year-old daughter. The daughter
was Sally.
The sun rose on the morning after
Lescott arrived, the mists lifted, and
the cabin Of the Widow Miller stood
revealed. A tousle-headed boy made
his way to the barn to feed the cattle,
and q red patch Of color, as bright
and tuneful 40 Kentucky cardinal,
appeared at the door between the
morning-glory vines. The red patch
Of color was Sally.
she made her way, carrying
bucket, to the spring, where she knelt
down and gazed at her own image in
the water
Before going home she set down her
bucket by the stream, and, with a
quick glance toward the house to make
sure that she was not observed,
climbed through the brush and was
lost to view. She followed path that
her own feet had made, and after a
steep course upward came upon a bald
face Of rock, which stood out storm
battered where a rift went through
the backbone of the ridge. This point
OF vantage commanded the other val
ley. Down below, across the treetops,
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he seemed weaponless, but Samson
knew that concealed beneath the
hickory shirt was a holster, worn
mountain fashion.
What air ye a-reachin' after,
Tamrack?" he inquired, his lips twist
ing in amusement.
"Thet's my business"
"Well, git hit out-or git out yeself,
afore | throws We often the cliff"
Sally showed no symptoms of alarm.
Her confidence in her hero was abso-
Lutte. The boy lifted his hand, and
pointed off down the path. Slowly
and with incoherent muttering, Spicer
took himself away Then only did
Sally rise. She came over, and laid a
hand on Samson's shoulder. In her
blue eyes, the tears were yelling.
Samson, she whispered, "ef they're
after ye, come ter my house. l kin
hide ye out. Why didn't ye tell me
Jesse Jurvey'd done been shot?"
Hit faint nothin' ter fret about.
Sally" he assured her. He spoke
awkwardly. for he had been trained to
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-02-18
CHAPTER ~.

George Lescott had known hospital.
ity Of many brands and degrees. He
had been the Honized celebrity in
places of fashion. He had been the
guest of equally famous brother artists
in the cities of two hemispheres, and,
since sincere painting had been his
pole star he had gone where hi } arts
wanderlust backoned. He had fol.
lowed the lure of transitory beauty
to remote sections of the world. The
present trip was only one Of many
like it, which had brought him into
touch with varying peoples and dis
tinctiye types of life. He told himself
that never had he found men at once
so crude and so courteous as these
hosts who. facing. personal Rertts. had
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we're a roof and chimney from which
a thread of smoke rose in an attenu'
ated shaft. That was Spicer South
house and SamsOn's home. The girl
leaned against the gnarled bowl Of the
white oak and waved toward the roof
and chimney. She cupped her hands
and raised them to her lips like one
who means to shout across a great dis.
lance, then she whispered so low that
only she herself could hear:
Hello, Samson SOUTH"
She stood for a space looking down,
and forgot to laugh, while her eyes
grew religiously and softly deep, then,
turning, she ran down the slope. She
had performed her morning devotions.
That day at the house Of Spicer
South was an of day. The kinsmen
who had stopped for the night stayed
on through the morning, Nothing was
said of the possibility of trouble. The
men talked crops and tossed horse.
shoes in the yard; but no one went to
work in the fields and all remained
within easy call. Only young Tama-
rack SpiceT raw-bOned nephew, wore
a sullen face and made a great show
of cleaning his rife and pistol.
Shortly after dinner he disappeared,
and when the afternoon was we'll ad-
vanced Samson too with his rife on
his arm, strolled toward the stile.
He sauntered down the road, but,
when he had PASSED out of vision, he
turned sharply into the woods, and
began climbing His steps carried him
to the rift in the ridge where the white
oak stood sentinel over the watch
tower of rock. AS he came over the
edge from one side his bare feet max
ing no sound, he saw Sally sitting
there, with her hands resting on the
moss and her eyes deeply troubled.
She was gazing fixedly ahead and her
lips were trembling. At once Sam
sons face grew black. Some one had
been making Sally unhappy, Then he
saw beyond her a standing figure,
which the tree trunk had hitherto con-
cealed. 1t was the looee-knitted figure
of young Tamarack Spicer.
"In course" Spicer was saying, I'VE
don't low Samson shot Jesse Purvy,
but them Hollmans II 'spicion him, an
l heered just now tibet them dawgs
was trackin' straight up hyar from the
mouth of Misery. They'll git hyar
against shutdown"
Samson leaped violently forward.
With one hand he roughly seized his
cousins shoulder and wheeled him
about.
"Shet up!" he commanded What
d---n fool stuff hev ye been tellin'
Sally?"
For an instant the two clansmen
stood fronting each other. Samson's
face was set and wrathful. Tamarack's
was surly and snarling. "Haint l got
q license ter tell Sally the news?" he
demanded.
Nobody hain't got no license" re-
torted the younger man in the quiet
Of cold anger, ter tell Sally nothin'
thet'll fret her"
She air bound ter know hit all
pretty soon. Them dawgs-"
Didn't | tell We ter shet uD?" Sam
son clenched his fists, and took a step
forward. EFF We opens yore mouth
again, I'm a-goin ter smash hit Now,
git"
Tamarack Spicer's face bEackened,
and his teeth showed. His right hand
swept to his left arm-pit. Outwardly
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clear, except to supply the dogs and
manage them. l do not in any way di-
rect their course; l merely follow"
"Ye can't hardly fo'ce dawg." Old
Spicer sagely nodded his head as he
made the remark. "A dawg jest match
er'ly follers his own nose"
"Exactly-and they have followed
their noses here" The Lexington man
found the embarrassment of his posi-
ton growing as the colloquy proceed
ed. Il want to ask you whether, if
these dogs want to cross your fence, l
have your permission to let them?"
The master of the house crossed the
stile, the low sun shining on his shock
Of gray hair, and stood before the man
hunter He spoke so that his voice
carried to the waiting group in the
road.
"Ye're plumb welcome ter turn them
dawgs loose, an let EN- ramble,
stranger. Nobody hain't a-goin ter
hurt 'em. sees some fellers out thar
with ye thet mustn't cross my fence.
Eff they does"-the voice rang men
acingly-"hitll mean that they're
a-bustin' the truce-an' they won't
never go out ag'in. But you air safe
in hyar. l gives yer my hand on tibet.
Ye're welcome, an yore dawgs is well
come. l hain't got nothin' 'gainst
dawgs tibet comes on four legs, but
shore bars the two-legged kind"
Their was amurmur of establishment
from the road. Disregarding It, Spicer
South turned his face toward the
house.
you boys kin come out" he shout.
er, IAN leave yore guns inside"
The leashes were slipped from the
dogs. They leaped forward, and made
directly for Samson, who sat as un-
moving as a lifeless image on the top
step OF the stile. There was half-mO-
ment Of terrific suspense, then the
beasts clambered by the seated figure,
passing on each side and circled aim
lessly about the yard-their quest I'M
ended. They shifted indifferently about
the trouser legs Of the men who saun'
tered indolently out of the door. They
trotted into the house and out again,
and mingled with the mongrel home
pack that snarled and growled hos
tility for this invasion. Then, they
came once more to the stile. AS they
climbed out, Samson South reached
up and stroked tawny head, and the
bloodhound paused a moment to wag
its tail in friendship, before it jumped
down to the road, and trotted gingerly
onward.
I'm obliged to you, sir" said the
man from the Bluegrass, with voice
of immense relief.
The moment Of suspense seemed
past, and, In the relief of the averted
clash, the master of hounds forgot
that his dogs stood branded as false
trailers. But when he rejo1ned the
group in the road he found himself
looking into surly visages, and the
features of Jim HOLMAN in particular
were black in their scowl of smolder-
ing wrath.
why didn't ye ak him." growled
the kinsman Of the man who had been
shot, "whar the other feller's at?"
What other fellow" echoed the
Lexington man.
Jim Hollman's voice rose trucu-
lently, and his words drifted, as he
meant them to, across to the ears of
the clansmen who stood in the yard
of Spicer South.
Them dawgs of your'n come up
Misery a-hellin'. They hain't never
turned aside, an onless they're plumb
ornery, no-count ours tibet don't know
their business. they come for some
reason. Thay seemed mighty inter
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-02-18
INTERESTING NOTES
FROM COUNTY AGENTS

One Of our demonstrators is putting
in thing In some very wet land.-W. P.
Stanford, Wilson county.
Early wheat has about fifty per
cent Hesslan fy.-H. p Ogden, Mont
gomery county, November %, 1914.
Prospects very favorable for fine
corn club in Shelby county.-D, Mer-
cier, Shelby county November %,
1914.
One corn demonstrator in Weakly
county made 1892 bushels Of corn to
the acre.-R. E. Ellis, Weakley coun-
ty, December 5, 1914.
A number of deep breaking demon
STATIONS have been held in Hardeman
county, and much interest manifested.
j. A. Patrick, Hardeman county, No
vember %, 1914.
Deep breaking demonstrations have
been held at Tibbs and Nutbush with
very good attendance and much in
terest-C. H. benson, Haywood coun-
ty, November %, 1914.
There has been several instances
of stalk field poisoning in this county
In the last few days. One man lost
ten head Of cattle.-C. P. Barrett,
Lawrence county, November IA, 1914.
Cover crops are being grazed in all
parts OF the county. Some have at.
tempted to turn cattle ON corn stalk
land and have lost as many as five
cows.-W. P. Stanford, Wilson county,
November 81, 1914.
The highest yield in Boys Corn
Club in Dyer county was 104%
bushels. This boy received $4,000
gold watch, given by the Newbern
Commercial Club, as a prize.-B. A.
Brady, Dyer county.
One of the smallest and youngest
members of the corn club in Putnam
county showed a yield Of 1922
bushels, at an average cost of IS cents
per bushel-Blair Harrison, Putnam
county, December 5, 1914.
One man In Lawrence county has
lost ten head of cattle from corn stalk
disease, and has others sick.
A demonstration in Lawrence county
has recently purchased a pure bred
bull calf.-C. P. Barrett Laurence
county, December IA, 1914.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-02-18

Prospects very favorable for fine
corn club in Shelby county.-D. Mer-
cier, Shelby county November %,
1914.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-02-18

CHAPTER III-The shooting Of Jesse
PuTyy breaks the truce in the Holman
South feud.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-02-18

One corn demonstrator in Weakly
county made 1892 bushels OF corn to
the acre.-R, E. Ellis, Weakley coun-
ty, December 5, 1914.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-02-18

CHAPTER Lon Misery creek, Il tAs
To-. - a rock from which he has fallen.
Sd.3y Miller finds George Lescott. q land
scape painter unconscious, and after re-
Vtving tNSn, goes for assistance
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-02-18

A number of deep breaking demon
STATIONS have been held in Hardeman
county, and much interest manifested.
j. A. Patrick, Hardeman county, No
vember %, 1914
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CHAPTER TI-S8mson South and Sally,
taking Lescott to Samsons home, are met
by Spicer South, head of the family, who
tells thom that Jesse Purvy has been shot,
and That Samson is suspected Oh tbs
crime Samson denies it.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-02-18

Deep breaking demonstrations have
been held at Tibbs and Nutbush with
very good attendance and much in
terest.-C. H. benson, Haywood cOun-
ty, November %, 1914.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-02-18

Early wheat has about fifty per
cent Hesslan fy.-H. P, Ogden, Mont
gomery county, November %, 1914.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-02-18

One Of our demonstrators is putting
in thing In some very wet land-W. P.
Stanford, Wilson county.
The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-02-18

There has been several instances
of stalk field poisoning in this county
In the last few days. One man lost
ten head OF cattle.-C. P. Barrett
Lawrence county, November IA, 1914.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1915-10-30
Thirteenth District S. S.
Convention at EIizabethvilIe
BY Seeciol Corcteorderce
EIiznbethvIIIe. Pa. oct. 80. = 4

EIizabethvIlIe, Pa, Oct. so. - 4 sun
day school convention of the thir-
teenth district will be held in the Re-
formed Church here next Friday even
ing. at which time the field secretary,
Preston G. Orwing, will address the
meeting. - DR.. J. W. Shelter and fam
lily spent several days at Millville. =
John A. Romberger purchased tho Rie-
gle farm near Curtin for $4,000 on
Saturday. = Mr.. and Mrs. Charles Cook
and Mr.. and Mrs. s. p. Shadle are spend-
ing sometime at Washington d. c.
Mr.. and Mrs. NJ. y. Miller spent several
days at Harrisburg. = Mrs. G. Fred
Holtzman has returned after pro-
longed visit at Philadelphia Ira p
Romberger and family were the recent
guests OF Mrs Ira w. Elnger. Roy
Schriver. one of the clerks at the rail-
road station is enjoying a vacation at
Philadelphia, New York and Atlantic
City. - Mr.. and Mrs. Edward F. Miller
of Washington, d. c., are guests of his
parents, Mr.. and Mrs. ]. a. Miller. =
Mrs Amanda Hartman is visiting at the
home of Isaiah Bowman near Fisher
vile. - Homer Hassinger spent several
days at Harrisburg. = Mrs o. N. Hell
sey of Elizabethtown is the guest of
her parents, Mr. and Mrs. H. C. Lewis.
The thunderstorm on Tuesday even
ing caused the electric wire to be torn
east of town and the town was in dark
ness. = The Choral Society will render
a concert on Thanksgiving evening in
the Auditorium.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1915-10-30
NEW POSTMASTER
TO TAKE OFFICE
I'm F. Schreck, Democrat,
Named For Ephrata by
President Wilson
SALARY $1,000 PER YEAR
Thomas Reifsnyder and Miss
Dora Weaver. of Ephrata,
Married at Reading
BY Special Correspondence

Epbratn, Pa, Oct. so. John F.
Schreck, Democrat who has been ap-
pointed by President Wilson, as post
master of Ephrata, 10 succeed |. n.
Lightner, the Republican incumbent,
will assume charge of the Office i'm the
near future. The term for which Dr.
llghtner served expired on April 10,
but the appointment of his successor
was deferred from time to time. due
TO the fact that there were several can
didates TOR the position. Mr.. Schreck is
one OF Ephrata's most prominent citi-
HenS, enjoying the confidence and eS-
TEEN of his fellow citizens. He has
been resident of Ephrata for almost
has been manager of the Fleck Cigar
company. He is member of the Luth-
eran Church, and is actively Identified
with the |: .. o. F., knights of Pythias
and knights of the Golden Ea agle
Lodges OF Ephrata. The salary of the
Ephrata postmaster is $4,000 a year.
8fhomss n Reifsnyder, son of Harry
daughter OF Mr.. and Mrs. Frank S.
weaver, of Ephrata, We're united in
marriage on saturday evening last. by
the Rev II. n. Fassnacht, pastor of st.
PaIIs United Evangelical Church at
Reading. They will live at Reading
Trinity Lutheran Bible school held a
chicken anu waffle supper in the Eph-
rata Band hall on Saturday evening
and supper was served to nearly 500
people. Leroy Walters. son of the
hey. and Mrs. ]. NJ. Walters, of
Ephrata, and W. E Daniels, of Auburn
who are students of Lebanon Valley
been elected to membership in the Col
lege Glee Club,