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Norwich bulletin., 1915-11-18
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"EvEN MONEY" SAYS
HEAD COACH HAUGHToN
En8fisht Lost to Harvard Saturday
Ia - Owing to Studies.

gCambridge, Mass, Nov. ia few
hours. after Coach Haughton of the
Harvard football team had learned
that Enwright would not be available
for the game. with Yale because of
scholastic difficulties he told a mass
meeting of students tonight that next
Saturdays game was an even money
proposition. These 2 to 1 bets are all
bunk he said. Il want to tell you
that the facts do not warrant such
odds. 1t is an even money proposition.
Yale has had a poor team this sea-
with a rush and they are all right
now, be sure. l have a wholesome
respect for Tom Shevlin and his
works."
Gives Haughton Credit.
Captain Mahan told the undergrad
ball. success during the past eight
years was due to Coach Haughton
alone. yale gets most of the prep
school stars, but Haughton has de-
veloped nearly all of Harvards by his
SYSTEM
tRegarding Saturdays game, the
Crimson captain said he hoped yale
would not get all the breas of as she
did against Princeton -lsat Saturday"
You can be sure we are going to
see to it that the breaks come to us
as wen,' he added.
Enwright's Loss Unexpected.
Enwright's loss today was an I'M
eXpectedeone and came after his name
had been prominently mentioned as
the third member of the Harvard
baekleld.s r.. G. Curtis who was
slightly injured in; the Brown game
returned today to the squad but Roll
ms. was given further opportunity to
recover from the strains Of that con
test? Sd ..l.
sPractice for the eleven today was
light :5'Signal drill. running through
formations and blackboard talk &C.
cdpied the time The team will run
Through a light scrimmage session
with the second eleven while the
students body looks on, before leaving
for its usual retreat at Tyngs Island
just outside CT Lowell, tomorrow
III. - - - -.----,-....---------
Norwich bulletin., 1915-11-18
FOOTBALL CHAMPIONSHIP
CLAIMED BY THREE
Cornell, Pittsburgh and Colgate All
Have Fine Records.

/ 1t begins to look as If old King
Solomon will have to do a come
back" and give US a ruling on the
question: who has the best claim
Just now for the title of fotball
champion of the east?''
Cornell claims it has the best;
Pittsburgh does likewise, and Colgate
rises up to ask, ''Whatsa matter with
us, hey?"
Unless one or another of these
teams are beaten before the end of
the season, all three Will have a per-
feet right to claim. the honor.
IF we go through the season un-
beaten. we'll have the real righ- to
the championship Irrespective #
what Pittsburgh or Colgate do" sad
a Cornell person. Look at our rec
ord"
Norwich bulletin., 1915-11-18
COTTON.

New York, Nov. 17.-Cotton futures
closed steady. December Ills, Janu-
airy 11.65, March 1872. May 1907, July
1912. Spot quiet; middling lilo.
Norwich bulletin., 1915-11-18
independents Play N. r. A. seru

There will be an interesting game
of football Friday afternoon at 3.I5
between the Academy Independents
and the Academy second team. p.
Heneault will act as coach for the
Independents The lineup for the In
Knight re, Cummings 1t, Gregson TT,
Sullivan lg, Bidwell -g. Alling c.. Gill
dersleeve fb, Conner lib, Ferguson
RIB, Keefe OBJ, Burke, Desmond and
A Heneault subs.
Norwich bulletin., 1915-11-18
MON EY,

New York, Nov. II. = Call money
steady. high 2; low l ga; ruling rate
q; last loan 2; closing bid 3-4;
offered at 2.
Norwich bulletin., 1915-11-18
Football ResuIic

At Houston, Texas: Rice Institute
e: Louisiana University %.
Norwich bulletin., 1915-11-18

ord"
Here is the record:
Cornell Is, Gettysburg 0.
Cornell "a, Oberlin Z.
Cornell 46, Williams s.
Cornell Al, Buckneli O.
Cornell 10, Harvard 0.
Cornell As, Virginia Poly. o.
Cornell "a. Michigan Z.
Totals 223; opponets 20.
The. next speaker is a Pittsburgh
gentleman.
Pittsburgh has a better claim to
the championship than has Cornell
of its six games. 1t gave the Navy
the worst beating that it has suffered
in many years. 1t beat w. & ]. by
one Of the biggest scores ever rolled
up against a w. & ]. team in nearly
10 years. And the w. & J. team this
year, you'll remember, beat Yale to a
,frizzled FRAGILE"
Here's the record:
Pittsburgh %. Westchester o.
Pittsburgh Al, Navy IL.
Pittsburgh 45, Carlisle 0.
Pittsburgh IA, Pennsy. Z.
Pittsburgh AZ, Allegheny I.
Pittsburgh 10, w. & j. 0.
Totals-Pittsburgh 1873; opponents
And now we introduce the next
speaker. the Colgate parsonage.
Colgate has record that is bet
ter than Cornell or Pittsburgh. We've
beaten Yale and we've beaten the
Army, as well as three other elevens.
We're the only big team in the coun-
try that hasn't been scored on this
season. We smashed a record when
we scored 1OT points in one game.
And as for Cornell. we beat those
birds 7 to 8 last year and we could
| do it this year If they'd have given
us a chance on the schedule"
Here is the Colgate record:
Colgate A, Susquehanna 0.
Colgate "A, Rochester 0.
Colgate Is, Army O..
Colgate 107, r. P. 1. o.
Colgate 10, Yale 0.
Totals-Colgate 223; opponents o.
Each of the three teams still must
play a seemingly formidable foe. Or
Thanksgiving day Pittsburgh play:
the strong Penn State eleven and Cor
| nell meets it's ancient foe-PenrSyl-
| vania. On Saturday, the 18th, Colgate
| grapples with the big Syracuse clever
| and Syracuse will go into the game &
| favorite over the plucky New Yorl
! outfit.
Norwich bulletin., 1915-11-18

Dfca IT EVER STRIKE you
how arasafe it is to go.without Fire In
surance in order to save the small cost
of q .RoIicy. Fires break out in the
most slinlooked for places. Don't take
chances, but call at Jones Insurance
Otf1:.e and have your. property insured.
49, ISAAC S. JONES
insurance and Real Estate Agent
Richards Building, 81 Main Street
Norwich bulletin., 1915-11-18

Lehigh and Lafayette will meet in
their big game this week.
Norwich bulletin., 1915-11-18

Hal Boy, as expected, ronped off
with the $4,000 pacing purse at San
Francisco
Norwich bulletin., 1915-11-18

The death is reported. of the wean-
ing colt by The Harvester. 2.01, out of
LDl+ Dillon, 1853 1-2+
Elmore County Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1910-1915, 1915-10-30
CHAPTER ~.


The three men-Ilington and his
two companions-sat detected in their
badly leaking boat and watched Cap
tain Hardin's vessel fade away into
the distance. Hernandez watched her
keenly as she disappeared. Into the
innermost recesses of his mind he
tucked away the fact that she was the
steamer Princess Of New York. Some
day that knowledge would be of use
to him. Hot ashes brushed against
Ilington's cheek; some rested on his
shoulders. He shook himself like some
huge mastiff. He seized the oars.
Come" he said, we've got to get
out of this-and right away. This
boat is filling fast"
60 to it, %senor," said Hernandez.
Row"
1t was not a request; 1t was a com
mand. 1t was a strange thing that as
long as Ilington had borne the child in
his arms, Ilington had been the lead
err of the three. Now his independence
seemed to leave him.
For hours he rowed-he forgot he
was a human being. His oars rose and
fell with the regularity OF machine
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naked-bounded upon the veranda.
For the love of COD" he said, in
broken French, flee for your lives.
Pelee has broken loose"
Ilington, with the oilskin packet
still in hand, sprang to the edge of
the veranda and from there into the
street. He gave one look and then
fell back.
by George, he's right" he shouted
"LoOk-look."
Anxiously he turned his gaze down
the hill. Then with a bound he was
off. In three minutes he was back
clutching his little daughter, Annette,
to his breast and dragging the frenzied
Manuella after him.
Shrieks from a thousand threats
rent the air without. IlingtOn glanced
into the street. His face went white.
Ashes, red-hot pieces of molten lava
were dropping in a shower.
Ilington, WHO had been holding
Annette, surrendered her in al instant
to Manuella. He darted into an inner
room and opened the safe. From this
safe he took a canvas bag that jingled
with the gold pieces it contained. He
thrust this bag into n hip pocket of
his trousers, having already secreted
the oilskin packet in the other.
Come on" he shouted to the group
behind him. Its death to stay here.
Come on down the hill"
Elmore County Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1910-1915, 1915-10-30

In a flash Ponto's hand darted like
a black snake across the table to
clutch the packet in its grasp. The
American, for all his hugeness, was
quite as agile as the fat Ponto. He
snatched the packet away just as Pom
to's fingers touched it.
Ponto's eyes Redeemed; his face
flushed suddenly. He fingered the hilt
of his knife and glanced toward Her
nandez.
Il will be careful to take small
chance with you, friend Ponto, said
Ilington, He waved the packet to-
ward Hernandez. All in good time,
senor," he said.
THE important question:" went on
Ilington, lis this; Who is in posses
sion of the lost isle of CHINA
bar? 1t belongs to me | have the
paper title-at any rate l can obtain
it, but whom must we eject when we
,arrive?"
Leave that to me-" said Herman
DEE. 1--WE shall wipe them off the face
of the earth"
A screen door swung open and a
native woman gaudily arrayed in
green and yellow stripes, her head
bound around with a strip of orange
colored linen, slipped through the door
leading with her a tiny girl-a child
three or four years old
The child saw Ilington and ran
unanimously toward him, clasping his
huge leg with her arms.
My daughter, gentlemen" said IL
ington. She is all | have. Her moth
er died when she was born and when
| die she will be the heiress to the
lost isle of Cinnabar-perhaps the
princess of a p~rincipality, who knows
Manuella, her native nurse, carried
her out into the narrow white and
winding street, and together they half
ran. half toddled down the hill.
Ilington resumed his own chair and
once more exhibited the oilskin pack
ct.
The contents of this packet-pos-
sibly-will indicate the whereabouts
of the lost isle of Cinnabar," he said.
Suppose we take a chance"
Break the seal, %senor," said Her
nandez.
Ilington started to obey-but some
thing happened.
With the suddenness of a jaguar
fleeing from the hunters, a man-half
Elmore County Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1910-1915, 1915-10-30
v.
A NIuht With Flame.

Young Neal Hardin was proud Of
his fathers boat, the Princess. He
never ceased admiring her. There was
no part of her he didn't love, He was
well assured that she must hold the
same fascination for other people as
she did for him. He concluded that
little Annette Ilington would fall des-
perately in love with his huge boat
and he escorted that young lady to all
parts of the vessel-in fact, he walked
her little legs off.
They explored the lifeboats, the for
ward quarters of the crew: they Wis
tied the pilot; they climbed the bridge.
Finally, they visited the hold, 1t was
we'll they did.
Something had happened-and had
happened ON the day before while the
Princess lay off Martinique. Cinders
had fallen by the hundreds-a condi-
ton OF affairs that the captain and his
crew had well prepared for, 1t was.
impossible to be everywhere at once
and a cinder-a live, red messenger of
death-had taken advantage of this|
condition of affairs, had wormed its|
way unnoticed into the cotton cargo,I
and like a red-hot cancer had eaten in-|
to 1t with flame.
With just the slightest trace Of ex
element Neal drew the little girl to
the deck and with her at his side
sought and found his father and wills
pered to him.
The captain stiffened as with shock:
his face turned pale. He held up Q
hand and three members OF the crew
rushed to him. He gave hasty, whis.
pered orders.
In ten minutes the fire hose was laid
out-men were working at the pumps.
But in ten minutes something else had
happened-tha hold was filled with
smoke, Huge tongues of flame we're
leaping heavenward, and In that same
ten minutes panic took command
pandemonium reigned.
abandon ship" Hardin cried. "All
hdIlub W tHd UOdtSs WuhiCu huu Nuif
dren first"
Two days later a boatload of half.
starved refugees parched with thirst.
chilled by the cold night and baked
by the heat Of day, were sighted by q
cruiser of the navy. Half an hour aft
erwards its exhausted passengers
clambered YEARLY but gratefully up
the cruisers side.
The last of the refugees to leave the
lifeboat and last Of all ave the life.
boats crew to reach the cruisers deck
was youag Neal Hardin. Clutched In
his arms vas the recumbent sleeping
figure of little Annette ~llington.
Mrs. Hardin was offered the com.
mander's cabin. She accepted with
gratitude. She tucked Annette Ilingtou
and Joey Welcher into their berths.
but when she came to look for Neal.
-er young son, she found him missing.
She searched for him. A seaman
touched her on the arm.
You'll find him there, ma'am," said
the sailor.
He pointed toward a group In a cor.
ner of the sleeping deck. The crew
Elmore County Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1910-1915, 1915-10-30
FIRST lNSTALLMENT
SURVIVORS
CHAPTER |.
The Red Death.

Cant. John Hardin Of the Princess
regarded the fast-receding coast line
with unusual alarm. He shouted to
his mate.
"Welcher," he cried, pointing aft,
"look at that. I've never seen old Pc
lee act that way before"
Welcher, the mate, a surly, sallow'
faced, ill-conditioned fellow in un-
kempt uniform, followed with his eyes
the captains glance.
Gee whiz," he said, me neither"
Ben" exclaimed the captain, shes
splitting fire. By Godfrey, that mean
death-death, | tell you, death"
This was back in 1902. The Prin-
cess, Captain Hardin's boat, was a
tramp steamer bound to New York
from the city of st. Pierre, in the
Island of Martinique, with a cargo of
cocoa, coffee, sugar cane and cotton,
and had been under way probably an
hour.
You're right, captain" he returned.
"Pelee means business this trip.
Death is right"
A feminine figure emerged from the
shadow of the afterhouse and rushed
forward toward the bridge. Behind
her. following in her wake, raced two
sturdy youngsters. One of these
youngsters darted past her, swarmed
upon the bridge and confronted the
captain and his mate.
He was Captain Hardin's boy, Neal
the only child.
The other boy was the mates sen,
young Joey Welcher, sallow-faced and
disagreeable like his father.
With the roar Of a thousand hun
ders Pelee beloved forth
what are we going to do, JackF
cried the captains young wife; what
are we going to do"
Dor returned the mate, before the
captain could reply. put on more
steam. that's what we'll do. We're
well out of that hell-hole yonder. An
hour and we'd have been in the thick
of it. We're well out of it, / tell you"
Captain Hardin applied his eye to
his telescope once more. The boy
upon his shoulder followed suit.
"Welcher," said the captain bravely,
we've got to go back"
Elmore County Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1910-1915, 1915-10-30
CHAPTERI II.
The Lost Isle.


On the same day--the day of the
red death at Martinfque-and but two
short hours before the pilot put the
helm of the tramp steamer Princess
hard aport, three men sat on the YER
anda of a low-roofed, white-walled
bungalow in st. Pierre.
One of these men was Ilington, a
young American. He passed around
a box of fragrant Martinique cheroots.
He folded up some ~half-dozen slips OF
paper he had been examining and re-
turned them to another individual who
faced him from across the table.
"Senor Hernandez" exclaimed the
young American, for a week at least
half a hundred times-I have told
you your credentials were satisfactory
to me-"
Hernandez nodded gravely. He
thrust the papers back into a pocket
and tapped them significantly.
None could be better" he ex-
claimed grandiloquently, Il am Her
nandez-that is all sufficient"
Suddenly the American turned and
faced the third member of the coterle.
"And what" he exclaimed, what OF
Ponto here?"
This third individual was the
~strangest creature of them all. He
was a Mexican; dark, very dark; low
proved; low-statured-and-fat.
Hernandez nodded significantly.
"Ponto. senor," he returned, lis as
good as gold. He, too, is brave"
"Will he do as l tell him. queried
the American.
Hernandez bowed. You tell me,
senior, and | tell him. He will obey"
The American turned his back for
n and Hernandez and Ponto
exchanged significant glances.
Ilington turned back to them. 1T
is agreed" he said, 81 will take you
on. To have brave men one must
take a chance"
Ilington crossed the veranda and
entered the living room, from there
disappearing through another door. In
a moment he was back, apparently
empty handed. Once more he seated
himself and then drew from the hip
pocket of his trousers a thin oilskin
packet sealed with sealing wax. He
laid it on the table before him.
Gentlemen" he said, 81 am the
owner of the lost isle of Cinnabar.
MY forefathers held the grant direct
from Spain. The lost isle of CHINA
bar is a valuable isle. Tradition has
it that upon it is located a quicksilver
mine-an ancient mine but little
worked. My mission is to seek that
island. to find it and to claim it for
my own"
Where is this lost island?" queried
the Portuguese.
Iington nodded. "The secret" ne
returned, "lies within this packet
-. -. A-<H- - &C.
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native woman out upon the ladder.
Courage, Manuella,' he kept whts-
pering; courage, Annette. They've
got to help you out"
Captain Hardin leaned over the side.
"Let the woman and child come
aboard he shouted; back there, men
back. Welcher, let them come aboard
"Ah-h-h," cried Ilington in a tone
of relief. With a final almost super
human effort he lifted Manuella to the
rail of the Princess, safely aboard. He
was about to pass the child to her, but
ycung Neal Hardin was holding out
his arms.
I'm a good catch" said young Neal;
put it there"
Ilington glanced for. one instant into
the frank face of Neal Hardin and the
captain of the ship. He drew a sigh of
relief. He nodded swiftly.
Whatever happens, thank God she
is in good hands" he said.
Captain Hardin put his lips to his
megaphone.
Put her about there" he shouted
out; full steam ahead"
Even as he said it there was a fresh
shower Of huge red cinders; some ash
some in molten state. There was an
added cry of agony from shore and
sea. Even the refugees aboard the
ship covered under the hail of fire in
terror, Suddenly at the captains side
Manuella, the native woman, uttered
a gasp. A red-hot cinder of unusual
size had smitten her upon the temple
as she crouched low over little Annette
Ilington. Clutching the captain by
the arm she fell prone upon the deck.
Young Neal Hardin sprang forward
and caught the child before she fell.
Manuella's breath came fast-the
thinnest portion of her skull had been
pierced by the jagged edges of the
cinder. Wild-eyed and frantic, but
well realizing that she was upon the
point of death, she caught young Neal
by the blouse.
Il die-you take baby-some day
papa come-very-rich-"
She said no more. The captain bent
over her, rose and glanced at WEIGH
er significantly, Then he turned to
his young son Neal,
Take the little girl into our cabin,
Neal" he said. Give her to your
mother"
Neal clutched the warm bundle in
his arms and staggered with it aft.
AS Mrs. Hardin unwound the shawl
something dropped clinking to the
cabin floor. Neal seized it and handed
1t to his mother.
Its a bag of gold" he said.
No sooner had he said 1t than an
other object fiuttered to the floor
an oilsilk packet sealed with sealing
wax. Mrs. Hardin placed the two upon
a small stand set into the side wall Of
the cabin. She continued to unwind
the shawl. Again they started. Pinned
W the Sullu ulSpS was a SiNhiPiNN
piece Of paper, and upon the piece OF
paper was a hastily penciled scrawl.
Mrs. Hardin read it. This is what 1t
said:
Il am Annette Ilington, beiress of
the lost isle of Cinnabar. ] will be very
rich some day. Save my clothes and
the oilskin packet until my father
comes for me or until am eighteen.
| must look out for a man with a saber
cut upon his face. For Gods sake
keep me safe"
Elmore County Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1910-1915, 1915-10-30

He reached the beach and dartad
zig-zag hither and thither, always
babbling, always cackling.
There was reason. for this. Some
where in his skull there was a dent
a deep depression-made by the billet
of wood that had struck him down.
Ever and anon as he went he strcked
the wound with the right hand and
drew the hand away, covered with
blood
~"Red-red-" he babbled and went
on.
Elmore County Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1910-1915, 1915-10-30
CHAPTER III.
Terror-Driven.

All down that long steep hill-that
swarming street filled with its rushing,
frantic mob-Ilington fought his way
with his back and braWny shoulders
Once, twice, he felt a stealthy hand
at his hip pockets. Each time he
turned swiftly to find Pont0 and Her
nandez close at hts heels. Without
Elmore County Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1910-1915, 1915-10-30

were swinging hammocks ready for
he night. Mrs. Hardin listened. She
heard the clear tones of her young
son Neal. She FASTENED to the group
and caught her offspring by the hand.
"Mom," he pleaded, don't" He
pointed toward a hammock high above
his head. That's where I'm going to
sleep-just once-tonight."
A seaman touched his cap and
grinned. Hes a sailcI from the
ground up, ma'am." he said. "You
can't make him anything else II you
was to try a hunAred years"
All through that long night a woman
'ay, wide-eyed, with dumb agony with
in her heart. She didn't know--she
couldn't know-that Capt. John Har-
din was exploring the depths unknown
with a knife sunk between his shout.
der blades by his mate, Welcher. But
she knew that she would never lay
ewes upon him more-never feel the
clasp Of his hand, nor his kiss upon
her lips, nor his strong arms about her
never in this world again.
CTo BE CoETINUEDo
The Medina sentinel. [volume] (Medina, Ohio) 1888-1961, 1915-04-02
THOUGHTS ON EASTER

Over the whole world next Sunday will ring the anthem Of
resurrection Beginning the far Orient it runs with the dawn
to the limits of the Occdent sounded from every church bell
up to heaven like grand paean hope and promise The
winter is past and Nature has set again the lesson which
since time began she has spread out before him in the earth
that book which may be read by the uneaned savage as well
civilized The summer comes and its glory passes
the harvest time of lives wanes the fields brown and
barren and looking them sadly gieve that all Of our
hopes not brought to fruon When the fros Of age
heads sometimes with the great soul that
voiced His agony in dark hour Youh is bnder manhood
struggle and old age regret Yet have lived and loved
and that within itself is boom From the graves where
laid our cruced JOY bameess offerings to utoward des
tiny loved and noble IDEALS shall rise gloed spirit to
guide others down the rough to the place where the rea
eht shines Christ is risen from the dead! Long ages
passed when it seemed to the waiting nations that He
the tomb and in the sleep of death had forgotten the world
Wkedness the robe and and filled the earth with
shng Even then there brave hearts that looked up
through the clouds and listened for the anthem of the
Teon 1t heard at last and liberty Of thought faith and
conscience proclaimed The cereens of terror cast
off and lie the open sepucher and with them the broken
shacles and rendered fetters