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creature he had decided to adopt.
Unwinkingly his eyes studied the face
that looked down at him with such
fierce hungering. And then, slowly,
ever SO slowly, his arms moved up
along the great chest and pair Of
rather sticky hands crept along the
cheeks and finally the arms clasped
about the neck, while the eyes closed
gently and Billie slept
well. I never saw the beat-Sam.
! wisht you'd look At"
Mary caught the annoyed expres-
sion on Rita's face as she turned and
spoke to her husband. He did not
hear her, wraDt in his eager study Of
the slumbering baby's face. She felt
sudden fierce jealousy consuming
her. Is she caught the expression Of
this man she seemed unacQuainted
with, this man who held q child to
his breast so perfectly, with such an
expression Of unalloyed happiness
upon his face. Something dawned
upon her. with that intuition which
seems given women to amend for q
certain lack Of logic. which her hus-
band would never have found out
that the perfect happiness that had
been hers through this man was due
to the paternal instinct in him that
made him delight in treating her as q
child, to be humored and pampered
and spoiled.
"Come, Jim," she said softly, striv.
ing beautifully to make her voice
sympathetic. I'VE must hurry now"
Reluctantly he returned Billie to
the mother. Rita noticed that for
few steps he moved on tip-toe, as
though fearful Of waking the child.
Difndently, yet with certain curious
hrmness, he led her to the library,
seating her I'm his favorite chair and
perching himself boyishly upon the
arm of It, his arms about her.
"No wonder Sans got a good dis
position" he said finally.
She braced herself instinctively.
II sometimes wonder II home can
be home at all without baby" he
murmured, more to the sympathetic
flames than to her. II remember how
my mother always thought Of me as
her baby, even after l was in col
lege"
Rita leaned forward, drawing his
hand about her neck and fondling 1t
soothingly.
Don't you ever think-Rita, don't
you ever wish there was baby In
our house?" His voice was low, his
words bit stumbling now, as though
he found difficulty expressing himself.
Wouldn't 1t sort Of make things hap
pier and"
She forced a laugh to her lips, a
gay, tender laugh even as her fingers
twined fiercely about his own.
But, Jim, l don't want any chill
dren just now. I want to enjoy my
self, to see something Of happiness.
Sometimes" she tempered the blow,
sometimes / think, Jim, that I'm
little more than a child myself. I've
been Gagged and starved so long that
] hardly seem grown up yet. Don't
you understand, Jim?"
She fought against showing her
hurt. as he sharply drew away his
cheek from her own, then pressed 1t
close once more.
wait till Billie puts those sticky
arms about your neck, Rita. Then
then you'll know" he called back.
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rail SVWHSGalTSs
few days everything will be as it was
before except the happiness of moth
erhood can never"
Like tiny threads of steel her fingers
gripped his wrist. He nodded, avoid
ing the Mortified expression in those
eyes. She did not weep-he only
prayed that she would. She merely
stared stonily into space. Her hus-
band tenderly placed his hand upon
her hair. She did not look at him.
The Reverend Deane was upon his
knees, fondling her icy fingers, but she
seemed not to be aware of his pres.
ence. Doctor Judd motioned them from
the room.
"She must be alone until she re-
covers from the shock" he explained.
Alone?
Always alone she would be. Always
alone With the ghosts. Always alone.
listening for the pattering of baby feet
through the place. Always alone,
searching for the "losted" ones she
never was to find, though she knew
her life would be consecrated to d :.
search.
Stonily she stared; eagerly she iis
tened. And no tears would come,
would ever come to soothe and balm
the soul of her.
WHO PAYS?
(End Of Story Number Two.)
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her hair. And your mother gave them
to you, placed them in your innocent
hands. You were hugging the doll to
your baby breast when I entered the
room. The seed was being planted by
your foolish. dear mother. should
not blame you so much as myself. |
did not discover the horrible blunder
In time. ! was a few minutes late.
IT took the doll away, took 1t to my
study, Rita. I consigned 1t to the
flames, and burned 1t to ashes.
Your poor mother died shortly after
that. 1t was Judgment upon her, q
judgment of which l have meant to
tell you. Remember, Rita, God frowns
upon adornment and pleasure. Re-
member and repent, my child, and l
shall pray for you when I burn these
things"
Burn! Impulsively she reached out
as though to save the precious arti-
cles. Then she nodded her head
meekly, averting her eyes to hide the
CLINT that leaped there. For, as her
father turned away from her, her
sharp ears caught familiar whistle,
the whistle that her sweetheart had
used more than once to bring her out
side the house.
The door had barely closed behind
Reverend Deane than she was at
the open window, searching the moon
spun night for the bury mass that
represented White.
Swiftly she detached the note from
the weight, devouring 1t at a glance,
obedient to 1t instantly. Auto at cor
ner. It's the only way out"
Carefully, with smile upon her
lips, a cruel little smile at thought OF
the hurt she was giving In return for
the one just received, five minutes
later, with her grip in hand contain
ing all the tawdry, cheap reminders
Of the life she was leaving, she pinned
her sweetheart's note to the little
cushion on her dresser, then stole soft
ly down the stairs and out into the
night. Nor did she deign to give one
glance back at the prison house.
Where, sir?" queried the driver
again.
Reverend Blacks parsonage-op-
posite end of town, you know, on Car
son street."
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III

There was q look Of triumph upon
Mrs. Shapes vinegary face as, an
nouncing herself into the Reverend
Deane's study with a triumphant
rustic Of the newspaper in her hand,
she stepped beside him. Slowly he
lifted his leaden eyes from the ser.
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Doctor Judd gently withdrew him
self from the clutching fingers Of the
Reverend Deane.
1.-THE operation was a complete sue.
cess and she is almost able to be
about" he said, then, IS the old man
turned away with a sign Of relief:
But think you had better come with
me today. Sla'HNsRy need you now"
He did not coldness Of his
son-in-law's reception, did tes rind
the hesitancy of his daughters ktss.
He deserved all this. He only wished
to be with her, to help her In her hour
of misery, the misery he could feel
running as an undercurrent beneath
Doctor Judd's CHEEKY words.
yes, little girl, you came through
the operation nobly. It was COM
plete success. didn't think you had
the strength for such q battle as you
put up"
Rita blushed, looking meaningly upI
at her husband.
Il had just gained untold strength
before the fall" -
well, 1t worked wonders. It saw
your life, Mrs. White. And now in M
lhs.s;s .,A,Ny ,eS... N. L. - -. sAarSsW
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~Oh. wish Billie were here nov.
she cried, little catch IN her voice.
Then / could make you understand.
jim"
Billet" He turned toward her In
quiringIy and something IN her eyes
confused him. set his pulses dancing,
made everything bIurry before him.
Don't you remember, Iims Bills
Sam and hary's baby. Oh, I've bed
such an adventure. Bibles been yis-
iting me Billie came over to play
with the little boy in our house He
went to sleep in my arms, Jim, vent
70 sleep with his arms about my
neck, and they weren't sticky Bit
well. only q little bit. He wanted To-
play, Jim. with that boy that belongs
here and l told him the boy was
lOstsd. just little BIT lost Oh, Jim
don't you-can't you understand
won't you help me-hunt for him?"
He leaped to bis feet, his arms
dung wide % though to clasp her 10
him. Blushing rosily, but with the
gayest Of trickling laughter upon her
lips. she caught the expression In his
eyes and retreated from him. all
eager to be caught that she might
lay her face against that shoulder
she had regained, yet with the
maiden instinct for flight, Back
back and Jim laughingly advancing
toward her, laughing with q curious
sobbing sound intermingled with II.
And then he halted, the shadow Of
impending catastrophe gripping its icy
hand upon him, freezing his blood.
His lips uttered a cry of warning, even
AS Rita's shrilled forth one Of terror
and appeal. The ripping Of lace sound
led as her heel caught In q ruftie Of her
boudoir gown, tripping her. The
heavier sound Of falling portieres as
she dragged them down in clutching
for support against the fall.
Thud--thud--James White knew
that horrid sound, the thudding Of
his wife's beautiful body upon the
stairs down which she was hurled
would never quit his ears Thud@
thud-a crash, as she brought up
against the pilasters on the main
floor, and lay there, very still, her
white face upturned toward his own.
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4NOS WUn uuEb yOus III uOS
burglar. 'T'm Billie" the youngster as
serted when he had been sufficiently
welcomed.
II know" she nodded brightly
''You just came to pay me call, didn't
you"
Billie frowned. cogitating deeply.
"No-o, not 'zactly that. Mamma
went to sleep and Just came here
come to play with the boy. Where
is the boy?" he started suddenly erect
in her arms, looking about eagerly
"What boy, Billie| She knew in
advance what the answer would be-
yet could not refrain from barring hel
soul to the hurt.
why, the boy-your boy-the boy
what belongs here"
"But there is NO boy here" She
wondered at herself, purposely letting
the lash of this innocent child's
tongue thus scourge her.
mo boy! Why, l thought there
was boy in every house-just like
home. I'm the boy in our home. y
Some quick instinct caused him to
reach out and clasp his arms about
her neck, the neck Of this beautiful
creature whose eyes were so sad and
longing. did he get losted?" he
whispered alphabetically
"No-o, Billie. Yes" she suddenly
smiled through the tears that sprang
to her eyes. Eyes he got lost little
bit. He just wandered on the way.
Don't you understand, Billie?"
like mamma will think got lost
ed when amt losted at all. l knows
where / am"
Together they laughed delightedly
at the merry joke they played, this
grownup and this child.
"Why, lady, you're crying! What
you crying for?" Billie tugged a bit
tighter at her neck, roughing her
perfectly coifrured hair in his gusty
sympathy. "Ain't you happy, LADY,"
"That's why I'm crying, Billie-Pm
so happy" she murmured.
With sigh of contentment at this
somewhat hazy explanation, Billie
curled up in her lap like the healthy
little animal he was and proceeded to
go to sleep.
Tenderly, an hour later, with light
in her eyes which no one had ever
seen there before, she relinquished
her precious burden to the mother,
smilingly pleading forgiveness for the
sleeping truant. And then she turned
to meet her husband, just stepping
from the car.
Linking her arm in his, she led him
to the library, designedly selecting the
same chair to seat him in which he,
on another day, had seated her; de-
perching upon the arm, toy
ing with his hair while she struggled
for words, words that we're the harder
to utter because Of the cold, puzzled
look he gave her.
"I'm sorry, JIM" she whispered,
finally. ut hasn't been home, has it?"
He did not answer, staring moodily
into the leaping flames.
Rita followed the direction of his
eyes. 1t had all seemed so easy when
Billie was in her lap, the breaking
down of her barriers, the complete
surrender that she might reconquer
this mans love and cling to 1t tighter,
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WulL0 SullI6U HdpplAy W ulAuSon do
lost in the pictures painted by thu
flames in the library crate, he visual
lied the happy hours that had been hi
since that night In the comfortable
little parsonage when Rita Deane be
came Mrs. James White.
A man worth while, a young mar
whose shoulders had not bowed be
meath the weight of handling great
wealth unloaded upon him immediate
ly he quit college, man submerged
In business, at the age Of thirty, he
found the happiness which his ma
ture had craved when he soon wearied
Of the laborious efforts at winning
pleasure in the set in which his riches
had placed him.
He could not exactly analyze the
sensations OF delight it had given him
to please her. And she was 80 easily
pleased.
And never an emergency but Mrs,
James White met 1t firmly and con-
trolled It. The Rita Deane Of Mary
James and shabby attire had assumed
leadership Of the youngest and gayest
set of the city.
Arm in arm they moved down the
long, winding gravel path to the ga
rage. Rita was prattling over the de-
tails of a novel entertainment she pur-
posed giving the following week.
His eyes wandered dreamily over
the level lawns, the beautiful garden
ing, the gorgeous flowers, then halt
ed, and a tender, almost longing ex-
preston deepened them, as he
watched his chauffeur playing with
his baby. He glanced furively at
Rita, almost f1ercely trying to find
some reflection in her eyes Of the
light dwelling in that Of Mary, the
chauffeur's wife, as she took the child
from her husband, who stood at at
tention, listening to his mistress In
structions. a.l
And then Billie crowed. That Is, 1t
might be called crow.
For Just a moment the whole
world seemed spinning about before
Jim Whites bewildered eyes. He
rather suspected that the fat tiny
finger clamped about the one he had
timorously thrust appeasingly toward
the arbitrary infant might have had
something to do with this astonishing
state of affairs. As from a long ways
off he heard the gurglings rise into
penetrating wall. And then the
laugh of Mary.
"He wants to go to you, Mr.. White.
l never knew him to make up with
strangers-with anyone before. He
wants you"
Jim laughed, laughed to conceal
the choking that CONSTRUCTED his
throat
I'm afraid I'll drop him." he
laughed, even as his arms awkwardly
cupped to receive the child.
Drop himl You hold him just
like he was your ownl"
Jim Whites heart almost stopped
beating, even as his arms chung
tighter to the one who had come to
lin. Perfectly satisfied, Billie was
making a closer study Of this man.
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The next story, "When Justice
Sleeps"
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him. A rustic sounded beside her
and she started, afraid to look about,
for fear lest she disturb the vision
that had risen SO clearly before her.
Slowly she turned, looking into a
child's inQuiring eyes, the eyes of the
baby her husband had held that day.
Don't be afraid, lady" Billie said
encouragingly. 81 won't hurt you"
A little laugh, half hysterical.
sprang from her lips at the infantile
assurance. Then, in the relief Of the
moment, impulsively she reached out
and grasped the friendly arms Of the
child that were extended toward her,
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congenial, as il consisted in cores
pondence. publicity and the compila.
tiop Of statistics. To this work |

conpenial, as il consisted in cores
pondence, publicity and the compila.
ton Of statistics. To this work
gave my best efforts for three years.
Two annual reports, containing much
valuable matter. were published. and
a beautiful building called the Board
of Trade. costing $4,000, was erect.
ed.
In the fall Of 1891. my name wa.
brought forward through the partial.
ity of newspaper friends for county
superintendent of schools. was
nominated 10y the Republicans. and
as that party was successful, wa'
swept into office by a majority neai
the head of the class. The duties OF
this position were entered upon with
enthusiasm. and not without some
knowledge of its requirements. The
Office was systematically reorganiZed
and equipped. thanks to the friendly
cooperation Of the county commits.
sioners.
There were 80 districts in Pueblo
county, all but two Of which were
known as rural, and with which
was in direct touch. Four teacher's
examinations were held each year
and each school visited at least once
This in n county 60 miles square
involved not little driving.
Among the minor duties OF the
superintendent was the apportion.
ment Of the general school fund as
received from the state, and the or.
ganization Of u summer normal each
year. II was my privilege during
mo iprum hpnry In gertirp the mn = IN VQ
Of n law to secure the payment into
the treasury of fines collected by
various officers which rightfully be.
longed to the schools: to take part
In the deliberations Of the Education.
al Council Of the State Teachers As.
sociation: to serve on the board Of
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The SENTINEl'S GOLDEN JUBILEE
Continued from page y

portion. My brother, Nelson. came
on with his young wife and one
child, and was my loyal assistant.
The town was small and was situated
near Fort Lyon, which has since been
converted into naval hospital foT
victims of the white plague"
Bent county was then 10 miles
in length by 81 in breadth, traversed
from west to east 10y the Arkansas
river, with several tributaries. There
were few cultivated spots under
private bitches, but the county and
all adjacent country was public do
main. occupied by the stock men.
with here and there ranch. Those
were the cattle kings. The Leader
soon came to understand them and
their wants. Several columns were
later adorned with small cuts Of cat.
tie with brands on them, accompan.
led by the owners name, a descrip-
tion Of his brand and the range he
claimed. The railroads came, other
little towns appeared and irrigation
was inaugurated. much to the dis
gust of the cattle men.
At this point II Is due to say that
The Leader was instrumental in ex-
posing one Of the boldest land frauds
that had been known in this terri
tory. BY a conspiracy Of certain
persons In the Pueblo land office.
with some Union Pacific officials
and others, patents were secured to
81 quarter sections of land In the
vicinity Of and including the town.
site OF Las Animas. So notorious
and scandalous did the affair be-
come that President Grant took u
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Mayhower Items.

Delayed Letter, April %, 1915,
Hugh Brol,sn and wife were ore.
gon callers, Saturday.
Frank Rrohan was an Oregon
caller, Saturday evening.
Mr. and Mrs, johnson Rayhill
spent Saturday In Oregon.
Miss Maud Mahon has her music
class again for another term.
-Adlia Schank had business In
Oregon, the middle Of the week.
Mrs. Tom Hughes spent a few
days last week with her son, Floyd,
and wife.
-Murl Norris was out on Ills farm
In the Maynower neighborhood, one
day, last week.
Mrs. Henry Deglow visited from
Saturday TIL Sunday with her son
Harry, and wife.
Little Audra Dick spent from
Saturday till Sunday eve with his un'
Gle, John Schank, and family.
Grandpa Norris and grandson
Paul, visited with Geo. Norris and
family, Sunday afternoon.
Little Irene Grimes spent from
Saturday TIL Sunday eve with hel
grandparents, John Schsnk and fami
ly.
Mrs. Tone George was up TO Ore
gon Friday and took dinner with hel
daughter, Mrs. Chas. Dinwiddie, ant
family.
George Norris and family went Il
St. Joe, Saturday and had . break
down and had to leave their car OF
the road. 49,.
Misses Kate Norris and CARR,
Stadler, Of the Oregon High school
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coats Sunday were; Lee Hughes and
wife, John Chilcoat and Floyd Grimes,
Of near Savannah; Ralph Adams, OF
near Nodaway, and George Garner
and wife.
The body OF Eta Traub, II years,
$ months and days old, who was
drowned here, March %, was recov-
cred Thursday evening, April Is, In .
drift, about two miles below where
she was drowned. She was laid to
rest Friday In the Huiatt graveyard,
beside her sister, Mrs. Sam Hughes,
Jr., who was drowned with her, and
whose body was recovered . few hours
after the drowning. The bereaved
family have the sympathy OF the
whole community.
JOHNNY JUMP.UP.
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LED ou.W alker Nuptial.

One OF the prettiest home weddings
OF the season occurred at the J. u.
LeDou home north Of this city last
Sunday, when Omega Elizabeth, only
daughter Of Mr. and Mrs. j. II. Lee
Dou, was united In marriage to Char
lie q. Walker, Of Forbes, Mo.
The bridal party entered the parlor
OF the LeDou home where the guests
we're assembled al I o'clock, to the
strains OF the Missouri Wedding
march played by Miss Mary SHinson,
cousin OF the bride. Rev. ". r. Lit.
tie, Of sawyer, oniciated, using the
ring ceremony. Miss Andrew Smith
acted IS bridesmaid and Clarenc,
Virgins was best man. Tie bride
was clarmingly dressed In white and
the groom wore brown suit.
The bride wore u gown Of Pussy
willow silk trimmed with shadow
lace. Miss smiths gown vas OF blu,
China silk.
Tie bride Is a charming and accom-
plished young lady, Who has gown Il
womanhood IN this locality aud las q
host OF friends and will be great,
missed by them.
Tie groom also has numerous
frien Il here. lie N a young man o
integrity and ability and we'll e.
teemed by all his associates.
The new lyweds left Monday fol
Forbes, Mo, which Is to lie their fu
ture home. They viii he at home az
ter April III on the groom's farm neal
Forbes. Mr., Walkers farm Is a val
liable one, being q fruit farm.
The star Joins IN tie congratula
lions that accompany them TO theil
home and wishes them much Joy anc
happiness.
A wedding supper MAS served IL
honor OF the bridal pair. Those who
partook OF the bountiful array Of
good things to eat were: Mr.. ant
Mrs j. Is. Lel,ou, Mr.. and Mrs. Lin
sey LeDou, Mrs. LYDIA Wheeler, Mrs
Jennie S~inson, Rev, and Mrs. W, +
Little and daughter, Ruth, OF Saw
yer: Mr., and Mrs. Roy Rose and chill
dren, Misses Andrew Smith, Mar!
Swinson, Rena Carter, Of Sawyer
Minnie Swinson; Messrs. Clarenc,
Virgins, Ed. Williams, OF Pratt
Tennil Dye and Carl Swinson, lisa
bel, Kansas, Star, April 10, 1915,
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delayed Letter, April -, lolj.l

delayed Letter, April -, l9lj.l
Mr., George Hughes WAS In ore.
gon, Sunday.
Lee Hughes was In Fillmore, one
day, this week.
George Garner and wife were In
Orson, Monday.
Ben Clemmons was an Amazonia
visitor, Saturday.
Mrs. John Patterson was In ANA.
honia, Wednesday.
Emerson Hughes was In Oregon,
Saturday afternoon.
Mr.. James Smith Was In Oregon,
one day this week.
John Patterson and wife we're In
st. Joseph, Saturday.
Ralph Adams visited Clifton Chill.
coat, Saturday night.
DIR. Horace Allen visited his
brother, David, Monday.
Miss Violet Chilcoat visited at
Jasper Gamers, Sunday.
Miss Edna Garner visited Mrs.
Ray Gallons, Wednesday.
John Patterson visited Sunday az.
ternoon with J. J. Garner.
-Gottlieb OFT was over near
Forbes, one day this week.
Mrs. Bert Steeby visited her "a
Their, John Garner, Sunday.
Mrs. Lee Hughes visited at James
Smiths, Thursday afternoon.
Clarence Lilly and wife we're al
James Smiths, one day, this week.
Miss Violet Chilcoat visited Miss
Anis Hughes, Wednesday night and
Thursday.
John Garner has been shearing
sheep . few days this week, over near
Savannah.
Mr.. Emerson Hughes and Mis-
Violet Chilcoat attended church Of
Nodswsy, Sunday night.
The choir met at the home Of
James Smith, Wednesday hight, ant
prscticed singing, preparatory fol
Mothsrs' Day.
Those who visited At josh Chill