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"Oh!" Durham looked at his wife

"Oh!~ Durham looked at his wife
slowly.
"You may take them down, Oscar"
said Mss. Durham quietly, and both the
artist and his wife We're silent while
the tapestries were removed
"Vivi, | don't understand" puzzled
her husband. II don't see why you'd
remove important things without con
sulting me-" And he glanced at June.
who had returned to the house to re,
sumo her nap. Her eyes were closed
although she was not sleeping.
The woman's chin went up.
Bennett, dear, this is my house,
ooh, yes, yes, to be sureu' He walked
very quietly back to his big canvas, and
studied it for a long time without see,
ing it at all.
June was not only shocked but filled
with compassion. She understood as
the man could not the reason for the
astounding change in the woman The
sudden acquisition of property had
transformed her entire nature, had
given her dizzy haughtiness, had
twisted her view until she placed an
utterly false valuation upon herself
and upon everything around her.
Money again! Always money!
Mrs. Durban's attitude had been
made in her by centuries of feminine
submission. The mothers who had
gone before had built this warped and
distorted ego. In all the ages gone
thn ha6
nothing. She had been the creature
Of his fancy, the slave of his whim.
the recipient of his bounty.
Officer Dowd walked into the police
station just as the desk sergeant with
the sausage shaped red mustache gave
way to one with blue eye and blue
chin, and the new incumbent greeted
Officer Dowd with effusive cordiality.
whats bringing you into my dis
trict? Or are you off duty?"
dan, you got a girl here by the
name Of Rose Hesper that claims to
know me, and just dropped in to mug
her.
"You can look them all over if you've
time granted the sergeant, and Dowd
walked back into the cell room Rose
Hesper's in cell s.
"Why, hello, Marie!n' exclaimed Dowd
What you in for?''
Marie looked up with jerk.
There's a little friend of mine here.
too she explained. 1T was all a mis-.
take. I'm in an awful hurry"
"Wait a minute" And Officer Dowd
stalked out to the desk "Well, Dan,
you got the wrong parties,' he. an
nounced whats against my friend,
Rose Hesper?"
Coping motorboat last night"
;; said the sergeant. looking at the blot
ter
Wrong party" returned Dowd
promptly. Il was with Rose Hesper
| myself last night. her and her little
friend. and we didn't leave the cafe till
nearly daybreak.''
The sergeant made an entry on the
blotter.
III tell that dock watchman it's an
alibi."
'.Will he stand for it?'' Dowd asked.
IF he don't We'll push him off the
DOCK calmly stated the sergeant.
Joe, bring out and IT,
Five was out first and displayed her
friendly smile.
'Where's your little friend?' asked
Officer Dowd, waiting and glancing
past detected looking little chauffeur
with a tiny mustache who came
through the cell room door.
That's him. and Marie introduced
Henri
The big policeman and the little
chauffeur glared at each other mo-
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after another of the silent, grave faced,
stealthi,y moving men came in and
gave their low voiced reports to the
eager Cunningham, the confident Blye,
II the impatient Edwards. At last one Of
. the men brought in a fellow who bore
a young face on the stopped and with
cred figure of an old man. This fellow
approached the table furtive eyed on
Blye's invitation, and they all mum
bled together for awhile in low voices.
He put something in his pocket az he
went out, and he left the three men
laughing. They rose to go. They had
finished their office work.
A butler brought in the mail to the
Durbans as they finished their break
fast. Durham walked out toward the
New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-04-14

Faint, Dazed, Scarce Knowing What
She Did, June Slipped Out Of the
House.
ment, while the cheek bones Of Marie'
grew red with pleasure
Henri looked about him wistfully.
Il am happy that l have met you, nj.
Dowd. He bowed politely. NOW we.
go, Mile. Marie"
Marie displayed her friendly smile to
Henri and then to Officer Dowd.
won't you come with us?' she in
quired
You'll come with me!'' he blurted
and grabbed her by the arm
Bill Wolf called up Honoria Blye.
"Got him!' he triumphantly yelled.
"Say, listen. | just done a fine piece
of work. sleuthed the other party's
detectives. They got the girls dog,
and they've spotted your husbands
limousine. Join me in front of the
Blakely building and I'll lead you to
Them
At the same moment Ned's detec-
tives were telephoning the same In
formation to the anxious group in the
Warner apartments.
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- man admitted the runaway
bride and her escort into a magnif-
cent studio hung with rare tapestries,
embellished with exquisite paintings,
fitted with quaint furniture and OBJ
jects OF art from all over the world.
And here June Warner was introduce
ed by Artist Durham to his wife, a
bright eyed woman Of great charm.
She received June with almost gushing
cordially.
''The Spirit of the Marshes" laughed
Durham, and it was with a profession
al eye that he this time surveyed the
beautiful girl. at was an utterly i'm
possible adventure, my dear He
stood before an deliberately carved
Florentine table, While the ladies sat
in the inglenook, i'll the flare of the
grateful fire. His eyes still glowed
with the excitement of the morning,
and he laughed ''First time I've had
a chance to use the reyolvers you
make me carry when I go out for the
marsh sunrise. l was busy sketching,
trying to catch that wonderful scarlet
of the sun and the mist-you know,
my dear-when suddenly I heard a
piercing scream. It could come but
from one direction-the hut Immense!
A real adventures! l folded my easel,
drew my revolyers and told Jimmy to
push through the reeds for life or
New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-04-14

1
ID Ger, picking up the trail at the
~ landing, ran excitedly up to the
street at the point where June and
Bennett Durham had taken the taxi.
Bouncer began to go round and round
in widening circles, whining, his nose
close to the ground The trail was lost,
as they had known that trail would be,
and from here the detectives scattered,
seeking everywhere in their own meth
DDS for cleW to the whereabouts Of the
runaway bride. AS they left the vicin-
lty roWboat pulled slowly up to the
dock, dragging behind it steam yawl
with frosty mist on it's stovepipe, and
very much begrimed lady with long
nose and high arched brows landed and
went away without 4 word, pausing
only to cast look of whitening scorn
at the we'll known and justly famous
private detective, Bill Wolf. That short.
thick individual, with much putting ex-
ertion, scrambled up and renewed the
smudge on his face with a rotary mo-
ton of his sleeve and swore profusely;
then he too, stomped away.
Blye and Edwards and Cunningham
in a luxurious limousine stopped at Il
house, where they were ushered into
gay parlor. A large blond woman came
in to greet the callers, and to her Blye
showed the picture in the watch. She
laughed and nodded her head
Gilbert Blye gravely left Mrs. Rus
sells house.
In the high ceilinged studio June
quietly watched Bennett Durham walk
ing about with a perpleXed air.
Il can't find my brushes, Vivi.'' he
blurted as his wife came in.
1T will be the easiest thing in the
world from now ON, Bennett" she in
formed him and showed him the box
at the side of the big easel
He stared at her in surprise.
"Good scheme he granted, looking
down at the brushes, and then he
laughed. However, l suppose I'll
have them scattered all over the place
again by tomorrow"
"Oh, no, Bennett she returned. I'D
rather you'd keep them here, please.
don't like my house all cluttered up"
Il don't believe l can paint if don't
have to find my favorite brush behind
something or other" he confessed.
why, where's my good old chaise
lounge?"
Il had it taken out. 1t was so very
disreputable." Mrs. Durham was study
ing the room with naughty severity.
II want my house to represent me-
& The young butler came in, dragging
a tall stepladder.
What are you going to do. Oscar?"
inquired Durham sharply.
5s1 i am to remove these tapestries,
Sir he reported, setting his ladder
up by the side of one Of them
S'The dickens you arev' exclaimed
Durham in surprise. Get OUT"
fa It was madaul's orders. SIR
New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-04-14

- halfway across New York bay
as the principal passenger, a long nosed
woman with high arched brows, recog-
nized through wabbly jointed tele
lcope the leaders in procession Of
Ave speedy mOtorbOats which swept
rapidly toward her.
f"Turn around quick!' the woman or
dered as the first motorboat bore down,
and she dashed a cinder from her
beady eye. Here comes the runaway
bridev'
!. I'm turning her now, ma am re-
ported a short, thick individual whose
round face was one consecutive
smudge. Don't you hear our engines
stopping?"
e: There she goes.' screeched Honoria
Blye as the long, narrow steel gray
boat flashed past, bearing, besides it's
driver a beautiful young girl in a
yachting costume, protected as much
as possible from the flying spray in the
arm of a tall man with soft felt hat
and a loosely knotted cravat
why, She isn't with my husband!"
cried Honoria Blye.
p ''No'm," confessed Bill Wolf. putting
a fresh smudge on his round face as
the cinder laden smoke rolled down:
mot now His perpleXity cleared.
He spied the second boat There he
!. ycomes!'
"Gilbert!' screamed the woman as
the second boat shot by driven by a
heavy man with a round head and
thick lidded eyes and carrying as its
passenger a dark, handsome man With
a black Vandyke. whose whole atten-
ton was fixed on the beautiful girl in
the forward boat. ''Gilly" The dark,
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handsome man paid no attention. "You
viper!' she shrieked; then she whirled
to Bill Wolf. why don't you turn this,
around and chase them?'
Were turning, ma am" reported
Bill Wolf, looking anxiously in at the
engineer. "Don't you hear the engine
reversing?"
Z The third boat shot past, driven by
a white muStached man in evening
clothes.
That's the creature who corrupted
my husbandv' shrieked HonOria ''He
was with Gilbert the night he took his
trunk away! You beast!' she scream
ed, and then she caught sight of the
occupants in the fourth boat, a little
chauffeur with blazing eyes and the
FINEST of mustaches and a stiff woman,
who bent eagerly forward.
1.-THE maid Of the runaway bride!'
explained the justly famous detective,
Bill Wolf. ''Do you notice that we're
turning now, ma'am?'
: Ned Warner, the deserted groom!"
announced Honoria Blye as the fifth
boat darted past. Ned held binoculars
to his eyes, and they We're focused al
ternately on beautiful June Warner in
!: the arm OF the artist and upon the
Z closely pursuing Gilbert Blye. With
him were plump and placid small
I man, who drove with llnwelcome
creases in his brow, and generously
plump young woman, who was half
hJsterical
Were turned, ma'am,'' said Bill
Wolf, clutching Honoria Blye by the
elbow. Don't you see the Federal
. sbuilding?''
On the dock there stood a Waterman
EwhO consisted Of an overocat and cap,
sand silently, motionlessly hour by hour
he looked out toward the bay. A swift
.mOtOrbOat, slender pointed, steel gray
dashed up, and from it the artist quick
~ lifted beautiful June Warner. The
overcoat and cap moved not a muscle
but from far off Ned Warner, in the
fifth boat of that strange regatta,
through his powerful binoculars saw
that landing, saw June cling to her
newly found protector, saw, from the
bend Of his head, that the artists eyes
were filled with appreciation for the
beauty of the fair little runaway bride.
Straight up the dock they ran to the
street and hailed passing taxi and
whirled away.
A keen little racer dashed up, spray
E ing the water in a glittering translu-
Fl cent sheet as it curved into the slip.
i From 1t sprang the black Vandyked
i Gilbert Blye in time to see the taxicab
swhirl away with beautiful June.
Through his powerful binoculars Ned
aWarner saw Blye gesticulating with
aanger, saw the heavy, round headed
Edwards climb clumsily upon the dock
Sand stamp his foot
Y "A third boat. a trim, 1.-THE little cut
Ater. From it scrambled the white mus
Stached Grin Cunningham. Through his
spowerful binoculars Ned Warner saw
cunningham, too, give way to a fit Of
kfury, and Ned finally gritted his teeth
land clinched his fists as he saw these
sscoundrelly pursuers Of his lovely bride
srace up the dock. They hailed pass
New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-04-14

| showed into position. He caught up a
! sharp knife. 1t would not do. He ran
to workbasket in the alcove and
brought back a long pair Of shears and
| with one clip slit the filmy negligee at
| the shoulder.
At that moment the portieres oppo-
site the big canvas opened far enough
! to reveal the dark. handsome face of
/ the black VandyEed Gilbert Blye..A ~
| Toward the Durham house there
! dashed two automobiles, the electric
of Honoria Blye and the Moore family
car, with the parents and husband of
/ June and her bosom friend. Iris Bleth-
ering, and Bobbie.
Marie and Officer Dowd were sud
denly interrupted in their leisurely
stroll by a loud yelp, and a white and
| brown streak threw itself against Ma
RE. Bouncer! He barked. he circled,
he ran up the street a little way, ran
back and darted off again.
Miss Junie! cried Marie. and,
clutching Officer. Dowd by the sleeve,
she ran up the street after the dog.
Vivian Durham, her chin tilted, her
I! face serene, her step deliberate and
leisurely, came into her studio. What
! ever she had been about to say froze
on her lips as she saw the tableau be-
fore the canvas. The eXquisitely
nodded runaway bride, draped like the
|, Spirit of the Marsh, stood upon. the
dais.
"Oh!' The word was a shrek. vi
Wan Durham rushed down. the length
of the studio, towering with rage $50
that's itv' she cried. That's why you
brought this creature herev'
"Vivir protested the artist.
"Out of my house!' the woman
screamed at June, her fingers working
convulsively. 'Out of my house this
minuteH'. And she started toward. the
frightened June
'.Here!' Bennett Durham caught his
wife's arm and held. her back.
She stopped, and slowly. her chin
went up. She turned on him coldly.
Either that creature leaves-goes in
stantly-or you go! This is my house,
With a low cry June had darted
across the studio, clasping her gauzy
draperies about her as best she could.
In the hall she turned to dart up the
stairs, where her clothes had been. left.
"Out Of my house!'' sternly called the
woman, and as June stopped. .beWilde<~
ed, half crazed, the front door, was
opened by the Sinking butler, whose
furtive eye leered at her.
Faint, dazed, scarce knowing. what
she did, June, draped as the Spirit Of
the Marsh, slipped out of, the house
and into the street. Ill.,
The artist and his wife went to the
porch and watched the girl futter
away. The woman turned to Durham.
You're in love with her. she snapped.
Around the corner, two blocks away.
tore. the Moore car, with Ned Warner
peering intently ahead. From the OPP
poslte direction came Honoria Blye's
electric. In front Of the Durham door
stood luxurious limousine with the
black shades drawn. Gilbert Blye's.
As June dashed down the steps the
door of the car opened and the white
mustached Grin Cunningha sprang
out and caught June by the wrist. An
other figure sped from the. Durham
door, close upon the beautiful Spirit of
the Marsh. It was Gilbert Blye, and
he held outstretched voluminous
black cloak.
(To be continued.)
~ M
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June as the Spirit Of the Marsh"
death. Before we could reach the hut
there We're shrieks upon shrieks in a
young girls voice, then shots, oneAaft-
er another Wonderfulw He shook
back his long hair and laughed, and
his wife paled. June trembled and
grew faint with the memory of it, and
her eyes distended with a recurrence
Of her terror. GAS we burst through
the tall marsh rushes saw on the is
land this beautiful creature held by
a gigantic murderer. A woman with a
beautiful silk shawl over her rough
clothing was running toward the hut.
Another murderous thief was lying on
New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-04-14
RUNAWAY JUNE
TWELFTH EPISODE
The Spirit Of the Marsh.
CHAPTER |.

STEAM yawl, With black smoke
pouring from her stovepipe,
suddenly stopped it's churning
halfway across New York BAY
New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-04-14
CHAPTER III

- OWN at the dock Ned Warmers
detectives appeared, and Boun-
IID Ger, picking up the trail at the
" landing, ran excitedly up to the
New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-04-14
CHAPTER II.

FURT1VE eyed butler with a
young face on the withered
and stopped body of an old
man admitted the runaway
The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, 1915-10-18

but to the thinkers, scientists and
philosophers of the present genera
ton. The author of the "Harmonial
Philosophy has truly written: "Ex-
cepting the civilizing or moralizing
influence which commerce, art, sci
'ence, poetry, music and philosophy
have progressively exerted upon the
world, the people, so far as the church
is concerned in their civilization, are
no more righteous today than they
were in the days of Charlemagne.
The claims that christianity has
civilized the world is disproved by
the conflict of several European ma
tons and the savage slaughter they
are now engaged in, which would
shame the widest and most ferocious
beasts that ever roamed over the sur
face of this beautiful world.-W. e. P.
The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, 1915-10-18
PooLRooM VS.. CLUB.


time ago an attempt was made to
clear our boys out of the poolrooms
and no doubt something has been &C
complished. Yet if one were to take
the trouble to look into the first ten
poolrooms he passes he would find
that nine out of the ten, and, in fact,
80 or 80 per cent of all the city's
poolrooms, are still packed with boys
and young men-future citizens who
are taking their first wrong step.
In my neighborhood, and surely in
every neighborhood in Chicago, there
are clubs or public evening schools
where boys can go and take part in
discussions on topics of today or hear
good speakers.
l have seen a number of clubs
make a success of their little organ
ization. If the average young man
would take advantage of such organ
izations as these 1 am sure they
would get more benefit and learn
more inside of couple of hours than
they will learn in a hundred years by
lolling over green-lined table in a
smoke-filled poolroom.
It's not the game of pool we're
against, but it's the poolroom where
boys get into gangs which mislead
them and deprive them of any good
they may have in them.
The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, 1915-10-18

ALL TOOLS OF KEPT PRESS
No doubt every reader of The Day
Book has been pestered sometime,
somewhere, by an agent of news
paper or periodical who offers allur-
ing premiums to get you to subscribe,
and no doubt you often wondered
how the publications can afford to
do it.
AS an agent and salesman want
to say few words in regard to what
call very unproftale deal for every
one excepting the publication trying
to get your subscription.
Let me give you readers a few in
side facts as to why your name is
worth a clock, set of dishes, picture
books, ETC., if you will only agree to
subscribe for year or upward.
The first and greatest reason is to
use you just as a cheap ward boss
lines up men to deliver solid votes
to the regular bidder.
Let us say the publication is sub
sidized, or intends to be, by any of the
big interests. Big business and small
business, from politician to king, can
buy talking space in any one of them
with the exception of The Day Book
or similar publications, if there are
any.
The greatest of modern evils is the
selling of space in newspaper, be it
advertising or opinions. One way
to get a free press and help along
The Day Book is to refuse to sub
scribe for any publication, no matter
what they offer as premium.
The publisher tells the advertiser
or politician space purchaser: 81 have
100000 d fools who have paid
for the privilege of reading my paper.
Now it will cost you SO much to start
The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, 1915-10-18

1t should be the duty of every set
Element house to try as hard as pos
sible to keep our young men out of
these dangerous places and to try to
get them to do the right thing.
1 say this to every young fellow.
Get into the right crowd of boys, and
do the right thing. Keep out of the
poolroom and you'll never be sorry
for doing it.-M. SiegeI, 636 w. 18th!
The Red Cloud chief. [volume] (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923, 1915-03-18
AN AMERICAN KILLED
CHICAGO MAN SHOT DOWN IN
CITY OF MEXICO.
NEUTRALITY SIDE Of CASE
Investigating the Status Of Conditions
In German Vessel Eitei--
British Lose Sea
Fighter.

Western Newspaper Union News Service.
Washington. - Encouraging advices
telling of the relief of the food famine
in Mexico City through the evacuation
Of the capital by the forces of General
Obregon, the Carranza commander,
were beclouded by the news that at
the entry of the Zapata troops, John
u. McManus, an American citizen, was
murdered-shot down In his home. the
door OF which had been sealed with
the coat of arms of the United States
and over which flew the stars and
stripes. Instant demand was made by
the Brazilian minister on behalf OF
the United States government. for the
punishment Of those guilty of the
crime. After q conference between
President Wilson and his cabinet, Sec
rotary Bryan telegraphed the Brazilian
minister approving OF the action he
had taken and adding a demand for
reparation to the family Of the victim.
The Red Cloud chief. [volume] (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923, 1915-03-18
EXPECT PREPARATION
CAPTAIN OF EITEL WENT BE.
YoNp AUTHORITY.
ADDED TO CON1RABAND LIST
British Order Strikes United States
Exporters-Beaehey, the Avi.
ator, Meets Death in
Drop.

Western Newspaper Union News Service
Washington. - Germany probably
will repudiate the action of the cap.
tain of the Prinz Eitel Friedrich in
sinking the American ship William p.
Frye and make reparation for the loss
OF the vessel and cargo, in the opinion
OF German o;cials here. Inasmuch as
the United States and Germany are in
accord on the question of shipping
foodstuffs from a neutral country to
civilians in belligerent territory. no
issue is expected to be raised by Ger,
many over the right of the cargo to
be sent to its destination without in.
terruption. Count Bernstorff, the
German ambassador. after visit to
the state department, indicated that
he believed the case would be settled
without much difficulty.
The Red Cloud chief. [volume] (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923, 1915-03-18
Lincoln Beaehey Drops TO Death

San Francisco.-The spectacular
career Of Lincoln Beachey, one of the
most daring of American aviators,
who thrilled big crowds at the state
fair at Lincoln last fall. ended Sun.
day when he fell to his death at the
Panama-Pacific exposition in sight Of
thousands of spectators.
Beachey was completing his second
flight of the day when the accident oc.
cured. Having previously electrified
the crowd with series Of aerial
somersaults. the airman sought to add
an additional thrill by making one
OF the sensational perpendicular drops
which usually featured his fights.
The fatal fall was attributed to the
fact that Beachey entrusted his life for
the hrst time to new monopane.