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Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1915-09-24

FOR SALE.--Good mich COW with
twin June calves, and white Chester
sow with litter of seven pigs.
Sep.24r2w. MRS. A. L. PALM.
Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1915-09-24
MONEY TO LOAN.

Money to loan on improved farm
land with water right.
M. H. DALEY & SONS co. :
Sept. 3-tf.
Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1915-09-24

Buy sack of -four" from the Ce-
dar City Coop. is mighty good
slogan for Cedar people. Adv.
Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1915-09-24

FINE laundry work, cleaning and
pressing clothes.---Mrs. A. l.. Palm.
Sep.24-2w.----- srss----
Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1915-09-24

WANTED.--Gool rnilch COW with
young calf. M. II. DALEY.
Adv.-Sept. 3.
Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1915-09-24
EXCURSION RATES.
To State Fair, Auxiliary Organize
tions and L. ID. S. Conference,
Salt Lake CITY.

Salt Lake City.
Tickets on sale Nephi, Tintic Dis
trict, and points east, September 9th
to October 9th, inclusive. Returning
October 18th.
All other points, on sale Sept. 26th
to October 9th, inclusive. Good re-
turning until October 10Th. Ask for
tickets via Salt Lake Route.
The Snyder signal. (Snyder, Tex.) 1887-????, 1915-12-24
NATIONWIDE CONSPIRACY TO
BLOW UP MUNITIONS PLANT
Arrest Of ISoenig and Leyendecker
Alleged to Have Given Federal
Officers Clues for Wholesale
Arrests In Nation.

New York, Dec. is-Wiih the ar
raignmcnt OF Paul Koenig, said to be
the head OF ibe German secret aor-
vice IN this coantry and Richard
Emil Lcyoudeckor New York Art
Goods donler on charge Of con,
spiflng to blow uD Welland canal
federal officers asserted that thoy
have clues OF a countrywide conspi.
ray to blow up mgnilion planis
which hns already resulted IN the loss
Of many lives and the destruction OF
many millions OF dollars Of property.
Important evidence regarding Noe.
nig's activities IS Understood TO have
been obtained nom Frederick Metzlor
who was arrested IN connection with
Koenig and Leyendocker. Metzler al
30 was emplofsd by the Hamburg
American line and acted as stenoe-
rapher to Koenlgs He was to have
been arraigned with lloen's and
Lcyondecker A high federal official
admitted that Metzler had offered to
turn states evidence and had already
The Snyder signal. (Snyder, Tex.) 1887-????, 1915-12-24

The arrests yesterday are said I,
have been merely the fcrerunners o.
numerous other arrests, which will
extend throughout the country.
Secret service agents assert that
Koenig had 81 agents in New Yort
alone, and probably 400 to 400 scat
tered throughout the country.
Evidence against Koenlg and Ley
endecker will be laid before a special
grand Jury which is to be summoned
late this week. In the meantime, q
hearing has been set before United
States Commissioner Houghton FOR
January H.
The Snyder signal. (Snyder, Tex.) 1887-????, 1915-12-24

made
ssi0n
ule G
nfcctI
n sau
onstnf
fourtl
lilancl
re con
mr. pat
third
In mo
A sunr
long
& roll
sharp
billing
The Snyder signal. (Snyder, Tex.) 1887-????, 1915-12-24

Rev. A. b. Roberts Of Plainview
who has been visiting in Snyder was
called to Lubbock Monday to see a
relative said TO be about to die.
The Snyder signal. (Snyder, Tex.) 1887-????, 1915-12-24

Supplied the government with much
available evidence. Another man held
by the authorities as material wit
ness against Koenig was George
Futchsi about whose Identity the Ut
most secrecy is bolng observed
Il was reported at the federal
building today thai he was IN reality
q score, service man anl lhal @ was
largely through hla efforts ,aal iho
alleged piotiegs wefe'msun iaio GUS
tody
The Snyder signal. (Snyder, Tex.) 1887-????, 1915-12-24

Il. II league OF Route 2, came In
Satu- Jay and moved his paid up for
ward Mr.. league says he doesn't
consider himself a better farmer than
lots Of other folks, but he has never
failed to make a fair crap since he
first came to scurry county.
The Snyder signal. (Snyder, Tex.) 1887-????, 1915-12-24

~ =. Clark Of Knapp paid a sub
stantlal visit to the Signal Saturday.
The Snyder signal. (Snyder, Tex.) 1887-????, 1915-12-24

Jim Echcls was here Saturday
from Hermlelgh.
The Snyder signal. (Snyder, Tex.) 1887-????, 1915-12-24

Mr. and Mrs. olin Hardy, and Olln,
Jr, left Saturday to visit relatives
and friends at Ennis.
The Snyder signal. (Snyder, Tex.) 1887-????, 1915-12-24

Resolution o. Rcgea. ny ira cirrlc
Whereas q pleased .le Almi6ht
God, The ruler % tho universe 40 ro-
moge from our miiai by death MIS-
Matte HolioY mother of our oatoen-
ad sovefeigna Mr. Horace loiley and
Mra. Eaeio nrowa
Therefore be Il resolved, that the
Woodman snolo oil Ira Grove tender
our heart felt sympathy and condo
lence TO our soverelgns Holley and
Brown, IN this sad hour.
Gradma lived a faithful Christian
for a good many years, devoted
wife and mother, She had kind
wcrd and q smile for all who came in
contact with her. She was loved and
esteemed by all who knew her. Her
children and grand children may well
bless her memory and take notice OF
how she lived.
In the midst OF the weeping loved
ones aud great congregation OF
friends we laid her body to rest till
the trump sounds and the dead shall
rise, while we believe her glorfled
spirit sped away to the home Of tho
blest where soon we shall meet her
IN tho nthar ahora
The Snyder signal. (Snyder, Tex.) 1887-????, 1915-12-24

Farewell mother, may the angels
Keep watch above thy sinleus heat
And the holy stars Of night time
Shine on our cherished dead.
The Snyder signal. (Snyder, Tex.) 1887-????, 1915-12-24
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VIA
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1915-06-24
CHAPTER XXI.
The Closed Door,

hS S'SSSO SSSNs
The doctor blinked for moment.
The two were leaning forward with
alarm in their eyes, their hands grip
ping the table.
We'll, are we to send for an under
taker?" demanded Holder irritably.
Brood started forward. Isis he
dead?"
"Of course not, but he might as we'll
be-" exclaimed the other, and 1t was
plain to be seen that he was very much
out of patience. You've called in an
other doctor and a priest and now
hear that Presbyterian parson is in
the library. Hang it all, Brood, why
don't you send for the coroner and un-
dertaker and have done with 1t? I'm
blessed If +"
Yvonne came swiftly to his side. "Is
he conscious? Does he know?"
For Gods sake, Holder, is there
any hope?" cried Brood.
"T'll be honest with you, Jim. don't
believe there is. 1t went in here,
above the heart, and it's lodged back
there by the spine somewhere. We
haven't located it yet, but we will. Had
to let up on the ether for awhile, you
see. He opened his eyes few min.
utes ago, Mrs. Brood, and my assistant
is certain that he whispered Lydia
Desmond's name. Sounded that way
to him, but, of course"
There! You see, James?" she cried
whirling upon her husband.
Il think you'd better step in and see
him now, JIM" said the doctor, sud.
denly becoming very gentle. HE may
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1915-06-24

come to again and-well, it may be the
last time he'll ever open his eyeR Yes.
it's IS bad as all that"
'91l goat once" said Brood. his
face sshen. you must revive him for
a few 6GinUtes, Holder. There's some
thing I've got n say to him. He must
be able to hear ana 20 understand me.
1t Is the most important thing in the,
-" He choked up suddenly.
You'll have to be careful, Jim. He's
ready to collapse. Then it's all OF"
Nevertheless, Doctor Holder, my
husband has something to say to his
son that cannot be put on for an in.
slant. I think 1t will mean a great
deal to him in his fight for recovery.
1t will make lifeworth living for him"
Holder stared for a second or two.
He'll need lot of courage and If any
thing can put it into him, he'll make a
better fight. If you get chance, say
it to him, Jim. Lift it's got any
thing to do with his mother, say it, for
PHYS sake. He has moaned the word
a dozen times"
ut has to do with his mother" Brood
cried out. Come! want you to hear
it, too, Holder"
There isn't much time to lose, Pm
afraid" began Holder, shaking his
head. His gaze suddenly rested on
Mrs. Brood's face. She was very erect,
and a smile such as he had never seen
before was on her lips-a smile that
puzzled and yet inspired him with a
positive, undeniable feeling of encour.
agement!
''He is not going to die, Doctor Hod.
der" she said quietly. Something
went through his body that warmed 1t
curiously. He felt thrill, as one who
is seized by a great overpowering ex.
citement.
She preceded them into the hall.
Brood came last. He closed the door
behind him after swift glance about
the room that had been his most pri-
vate retreat for years.
He was never tosset foot inside its
walls again. In that single glance he
bade farewell to it forever. 1t was a
hated, unlovely spot. He had spent an
age in it during those bitter morning
hours. an age of Imprisonment.
On the landing below they came up
on Lydia. She was seated on win
dow ledge, leaning wearily against
the easement. She did not rise as they
approached, but watched them with
steady, smoldering eyes in which there
was no friendliness, no compassion.
They were her enemies, they had killed
the thing she loved.
Brood's eyes met hers for an instant
and then fell before the bitter look
they encountered. His shoulders
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1915-06-24
CHAPTER XIII.
The Joy of June.


On a warm morning toward the
middle of the month of June Frederic
and Lydia sat in the quaint, old-fash-
ioned courtyard, in the grateful shade
of the south wing and almost directly
beneath the balcony off Yvonnes bou-
doir. He lounged comfortably, yet
weakly, in the invalid's chair that had
been wheeled to the spot by the dog
like Ranjab, and she sat on n pile OF
cushions at his feet, her back resting
against the wall Looking at him, one
would not have thought that he had
passed through the valley OF the
shadow of death and was but now
emerging into the sunshine of secur-
ity. His face was pale from long con-
finement, but there was healthy glow
to the skin and a clear light in the
eye. For week or more he had been
permitted to walk about the house and
into the garden, always leaning on the
arm of his father or the faithful Hin
du. Each succeeding day saw his
strength and vitality increase and each
night he slept with the peace of a
care-free child.
AS for Lydia, she was radiant with
happiness. The long fight was over.
She had gone through the campaign
against death with loyal, unfaltering
courage; there had never been an in.
stant when her stanch heart had failed
her; there had been distress but never
despair. If the strain told on her 1t
did not matter, for she was Of the
fighting kind. Her love was the sus'
tenance on which she throve despite
the beggarly offerings that were laid
before her during those weeks of fam
inc.
Times there were when a pensive
mood brought the touch of sadness to
her grateful heart. She was happy
and Frederic was happy, but what OF
the one who actually had wrought the
miracle? That one alone was un
happy, unrequited, undefended. There
was no place for her in the new order
of things. When Lydia thought oi
her-as she often did-it was with ar
indescribable craving in her soul. She
longed for the hour to come wher
Yvonne Brood would lay aside the
mask of resignation and demand trib
ute; when the strange defiance thai
held all of them at bay would dis
appear and they could feel that she
no longer regarded them as adverse
ries.
There was no longer symptom o.
rancor in the heart Of Lydia Desmond
She realized that her sweetheart's re
covery was due almost entirely to th'
remarkable influence exercised by thii
woman at time when mortal agen
cies appeared to be Of no avail. He
absolute certainty that she had thu
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"And What Did He Think of You"

dropped as he passed close by her mo-
tionless figure and followed the doctor
down the hall to the bedroom door. 1t
opened and closed an instant later and
he was with his son.
For long time, Lydia's somber, pit
eous gaze hung upon the door through
which he had passed and which was
closed so cruelty against her, the one
who loved him best of all. At last she
looked away, her attention caught by a
queer clicking sound near at hand. She
was surprised to find Yvonne Brood
standing close beside her, her eyes
closed and her fingers telling the beads
that ran through her fingers, her lips
moving in voiceless prayer.
The girl watched her duly for few
moments, then with growing fascina-
ton. The incomprehensible creature
was praying!
Lydia believed that Frederic had
shot himself. She put Yvonne down as
the real cause Of the calamity that had
fallen upon the house. But for her,
James Brood would never have had
motive for striking the blow that
crushed all desire to live out of the un-
happy boy. She had made of her hus-
band an unfeeling monster. and now
she prayed! She had played with the
emotions of two men and now she
begged to be pardoned for her folly!
An inexplicable desire to laugh at the
plight of the trifler came over the girl,
but even as she checked 1t another and
more unaccountable force ordered her
to obey the impulse to turn once more
to look into the face of her companion.
Yvonne was looking at her. She had
ceased running the beads and her
hands hung Imply at her side. For a
full minute, perhaps, the two regarded
each other without speaking.
'He is not going to die, LYDIA" said
Yvonne gravely.
The girl started to her feet. do you
think it is your prayer and not mine
that has reached Gods ear?" she cried
in real amazement.
"The prayer Of nobler woman than
either you or has gone to the throne"
said the other.
Lydia's eyes grew dark with resent
ment. you could have prevented
all"
| "Be good enough to remember that
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you nave said all mat TO me before,
Lydia"
What is your object in keeping me
away from him at such a time as this.
Mrs. BroOd?" demanded Lydia. You
refuse to let me go in to him. Is it be-
cause you are afraid OF what"
There are trying days ahead Of US,
Lydia" interrupted Yvonne. I'VE shall
have to face them together. can
promise you this: Frederic will be
saved for you. Tomorrow, next day
perhaps. ! may be able to explain
everything to you. You hate me to-
day. Everyone in this house hates me
even Frederic. There is a day COM
ing when you will not hate me. That
was my prayer. Lydia. was not pray
ing for Frederic, but for myself"
Lydia started. For yourself?
might have known you"
"You hesitate? Perhaps 1t is just as
we'll"
Il want to say to you, Mrs. Brood,
that 1t is my purpose to remain in this
house as long as | can be-"
You are welcome, Lydia. You will
be the one great tonic that is to re-
store him to health of mind and body.
Yes, shall go further and say that
you are commanded to stay here and
help me in the long fight that is ahead
of u.s."
Il thank you, Mrs. Brood" the
girl was surprised into saying.
Both of them turned quickly as the
door to Frederie's room opened and
James Brood came out into the hall.
His face was drawn with pain and
anxiety, but the light of exaltation was
in his eyes.
Come, LYDIA" he said softly, after
he had closed the door behind him.
He knows me. He is conscious.
Holder can't understand it, but he
seems to have suddenly grown
stronger. He"
Stronger" cried Yvonne, the ring
of triumph in her voice. Il knew!
could feel it coming-his strength
even out here, James. Yes, go in now.
Lydia You will see a strange sight,
my dear. James Brood will kneel be-
side his son and tell him"
"Come!" said Brood, spreading out
his hands in a gesture of admission.
you must hear it, too, Lydia. Not
you, Therese! You are not to come
in"
II grant you ten minutes, James,
she said, with the air of dictator.
AFTER that l shall take my stand be-
side him and you will not be needed"
She struck her breast sharply with
her clinched hand. "His one and only
hope lies here, James. l am his sal.
vation. l am his strength. When you
come out of that room again it will
be to stay out until l give the word
for you to re-enter. Go now and put
spirit into him. That is all that ask
of you"
He stared for a moment and then
lowered his head. A moment later
Lydia followed him into the room and
Yvonne was alone in the hall Alone? g.?
Ranjab was ascending the stairs. He
came and stood before her, and bent
his knee.
81 forgot" she said, looking down
upon him without vestige of the
old dread in her eyes. 81 have friend,
after ALL"
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1915-06-24
CHAPTER xx-contlnued.
IA -

mo, ] do not forget, James. There
was but one way in which could hope
10 steal him away from you, and
went about it deliberately, with my
eyes open. l came here to induce him
20 run away with me. would have
taken him back to his mothers home,
to her grave, and there would have
told him what you did to her. If after
hearing my story he elected to return
TO the man who had destroyed his
mother, / should have stepped aside
and offered no protest. But l would
have taken him away from you in the
manner that would have hurt you the
worst. My sister was true to you.
would have been Just as true, and after
you had suffered the torments of hell,
1t was my plan to reveal everything to
you. But you would have had your
punishment by that time. When you
were at the very end of your strength,
when you tremble on the edge of OBJ
hvion, then ! would have hunted you
out and laughed at you and told you
the truth. But you would have had
years of anguish-years, say"
L have already had years of agony,
pray do not overlook that fact" said
he. Il suffered for twenty years.
was at the edge of oblivion more than
once, If it is a pleasure for you to hear
me say it, Therese"
1T does not Offset the pain that her
suffering brought to me. 1t does not
counter-balance the unhappiness you
gave to her boy, nor the stigma you
put upon him. am glad that you suf-
fered. 1t proves to me that you secret
ly considered yourself to be in the
wrong. You doubted yourself. You
were never sure, and yet you crushed
the life out of her innocent, bleeding
heart You let her die without a word
to show that you"
Il was lost to the world for years."
ne said. There were many years when
1 was not in touch with"
But her letters must have reached
you. She wrote thousand Of"
They never reached me-" he said
significantly.
you ordered them destroyed" she
cried in sudden comprehension.
Il must decline to answer that ques.
Sion."
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1915-06-24

ham Remedies Vegetable Compound
and Sanative Wash. am now we'll and
strong and can do all my own work. l
owe it all to Lydia E. Pinkham's Vege-
table Compound and want other suffer-
ing women to know about it. - Mrs.
H. e. MABEN, I'll S. Spring St., MUIR
freesboro, Tenn.
This famous remedy, the medicinal
ingredients of which are derived from
native roots and herbs, has for nearly
forty years proved to be most valus-
BILE tonic and invigorator of the female
organism. Women everywhere bear
willing testimony to the wonderful vir-
tue of Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable
Compound.
Why Lose Hope.
No woman suffering from any form
Of femSle troubles should lose hope un-
til she has given Lydia E. Pinkham's
Vegetable Compound a fair trial.
If you want special advice write to
Lydia Z. Pinkham Medicine Co. (cOnfl-
dentiaD Lynn, Mass. Your letter will
be opened, read and answered by a
woman and held in strict confidence
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1915-06-24
CHAPTER XXI.
Revenge Turned Bitter.

She gave him a curious, incredulous
smile, and then abruptly returned to
her charge. when my sister came
home, degraded, l was nine years of
age, but was not so young that l did
not know that a dreadful thing had
happened to her She was blighted
beyond all hope of recovery. 1t was to
me-little me-that she told her story
over and over again, and it was l to
whom she read all of the pitiful let
ters she wrote to you. My father
wanted to come to America to kill you.
He did come later on, to plead with
you and to kill you if you would not
listen to him. But you had gone--to
Africa, they said. l could not under
stand why you would not give to her
that little baby boy. He was hers and
-" She stopped short in her recital
and covered her eyes with her hands.
He waited for her to go on, sitting as
rigid as the image that faced him from
beyond the tables end. Afterwards,
my father and my uncle made every eff.
fort to get the child away from you,
but he was hidden-you know how
carefully he was hidden so that she
might never find him. For ten years
they searched for him-and you. For
ten years she wrote to you, begging
you to let her have him, if only for a
little while at time. She promised
to restore him to you, God bless her
Won ron1iod Vn1,
scorned her We were rich-very rich.
But our money was of no help to us in
the search for her boy. You had Sc
creted him too we'll. At last, one day,
she told me what it was that you ac-
cused her of doing. She told me about
Guido Feverelli, her music-master. l
knew him, James. He had known her
from childhood He was one of the
finest men have ever SEEN"
"He was in love with her." grated
Brood
Perhaps. Who knows? But If so,
he never uttered so much as one word
of love to her He challenged you.
Why did you refuse to fight him."
DSCduS0 SuS DS66Su ulS AOL W MIL
him. Did she tell you that?"
Yes. But that was not the real rea-
son. 1t was because you were not
sure of your ground"
81 deny that!"
Never mind. It is enough that poor
Feverelli passed out of her life. She
did not see him again until just before
she died. He was a noble gentleman,
He wrote but one letter to her after
that wretched day in this house.
have it here in this packet"
She drew a package of papers from
her bosom and laid it upon the table
before him. There were half dozen
letters tied together with a piece OF
white ribbon.
"But one letter from him." she went
on. 81 have brought it here for you to
read. But not now! There are other
letters and documents here for you to
consider. They are from the grave.
All, / do not wonder that you shrink
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1915-06-24

is accepting hospitality may decline to
have a drink, but in all likelihood he
will accept clean collar.
In Vienna the retired chorus girls
are pensioners, the flower girls are
grandmothers and the messenger boys
are men. These grown-up messenger
boys are known as commissioners. !"
They are dressed in distinctive uni.
forms and are licensed to perform
many kinds of work other than run.
ming errands. 1t would doubtless be
more correct to style them men Of
all chores" rather than Jacks Of all
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1915-06-24

trades" Witness the varied and un.
usual service rendered by one of them
in single day:
His first job was to rebottle some
wine; then he cleaned pipe for an
invalid bachelor. After that he clipped
dog for an actress; next he beat q
carpet for a clearinghouse keeper;
then he curried cabmans horse, pol
ished an officers sword, and after
packing trunk for a departing trav-
eler wound up the day by helping a
plumber deliver bathtub.
Yet the Commissioner" did not hesI-
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1915-06-24

Gents; have heard that forrein
countries in Europe are issuig merry
toriurns, so that the people can put OF
paying there detts while. Now;
have Is bales of cotton and owe detts
amounting to about six hundred dol
lars. can't sell my cotton for enough
to pay out and leave anything to nag
taxes and live on next year. If th0y
are selling merrytoriums In New York
wisht you would see what 1t will ccst
to buy me one for the amount Of n4y
detts, good for six mos.
yours truly, ~ =
The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1915-06-24
Habit.

The doctor stood at the bedside Of
the sick purchasing agent and said:
Yes, I'm pretty sure can cure you"
What will be your charger"
Probably in the neighborhood of
one hundred dollars"
The buyer rolled over with groan
and family replied: You'll have to
shade that price considerably. l have
a much better bid than that from the
undertaken, Joseph Feeney, New
York.