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The Daytona daily news. [volume] (Daytona, Fla.) 1903-1926, 1915-12-03
Good of Manual Trainino.

Even for those that are predestined
to intellectual work manual training
will be of unreasonable moral benefit.
1t satisfies the natural impulse, con-
genital or innate in man, to create and
to do. Activity and creation evoke
qualification and the consciousness of
self-dependence Creative processes
illustrate infexibly the law of right
eousness. AS the worker plans, so
will be the outcome Exchange.
The Daytona daily news. [volume] (Daytona, Fla.) 1903-1926, 1915-12-03
Uncle Eben.

"Sence | done los so many chick
ems. said Uncle Eben, L has come
to de conclusion dat mebbe even a
dove of peace needs a certain amount
OIL watchful protection"
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Get Patents in America.

France IS the best foreign patron OF
the United States patent Office, with
Great Britain following closely.
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It's a Bad Policy

Ii you were raised to wash your face
1t the hydrant, don't marry into fin
ger BOWL family Galveston News.
The Daytona daily news. [volume] (Daytona, Fla.) 1903-1926, 1915-12-03
Not the Same.

what the same words mea=nt rs or 80
years ago.-Dallas News
The Daytona daily news. [volume] (Daytona, Fla.) 1903-1926, 1915-12-03
Silver in EnnIand-

Silver is not legal tender in England
for sums over $40.
The Daytona daily news. [volume] (Daytona, Fla.) 1903-1926, 1915-12-03

After thorough investigation. as to quality,
price and demand of the goods themselves we
have come to the conclusion that the nstru-
ments and records which will best meet with
the unqualified approval of our patrons, are
The Daytona daily news. [volume] (Daytona, Fla.) 1903-1926, 1915-12-03

The demand for the talking machine of the
present day has been impressed upon us very
strongly, and we have decided to place in our
warerOons complete line of musical instru-
ments of this character. e~
New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-04-07
Chapter III.
he woman below was acting
strangely as she cleared away

(~1HE woman below was acting
strangely as she cleared away
the. remains of the breakfast
- and washed the dishes. From
time to time she passed near her hus-
band. bending over slightly. and finally
she stopped beside him and listened to
his breathing, but she shook her head
and went away. Big Ben was quite
plainly fast asleep, sprawled In COM
plete relaxation. while lean Jake was
snoring with great energy. The wo-
man stopped and touched her hus-
bands shoulder. He moved slightly,
and she went back to her dishes. The
next time she came he did not even
twitch at the touch. and with deft fin-
gers she reached into his vest pocket
and extracted little channels bag.
So that was how one woman solved
her money problem. and her burning
eyes told with what bitterness she had
resorted to this bold step. OF more
value than her husband. even in his
low profession. she was still his supine
inferior in the rights of possession.
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black vandyke waste any time upon
the astonished thieves as his boat. too.
whizzed around the curve. Lean Jake
raised up from behind his bovGder az
the boat shot by, and the three-Babe.
Big Ben and Jake-looked at each
other in bewilderment. Another boat
came swishing down past the island.
1t was driven by blazing eyed little
chauffeur with tiny mustache. and he
was shouting at the top Of his voice.
Behind him sat stifiiy woman with
high cheek bones and a wilderness Of
gums. and she, too. was shouting:
"Voila! voilai voila!''
Another boat! In it were two men.
and woman. the driver plump faced
little man with deep concern upon his
brow. the woman hysterical and the
other man with his teeth and nsts
clinched.
For ten minutes Babe and Biz Ben
and Lean Jake stood there In dumb
stupefaction. waiting FOR another boat
Ito be continued.)
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edge. In the skin were three rough
looking men and roughly dressed
woman. who sat huddled in the bow
All four were silent, but their furtive
eyes roved constantly over every ves-
sci around which they crept. In the
bottom Of the boat were huge bundle
of celery and a loosely piled tarpaulin.
Suddenly the woman leaned forward
and touched the nearest man on the
knee. He was a big. rawboned man
with bronzed face and deep scar
on his chin. The woman pointed, and
uhe man turned his evil eyes in that
direction. Surrounded by black coal
barges was a shining houseboat with
brass rails. mahogany cabin and all
the fittings and appointments which
extravaganza could devise.
The man at the stern, lean, wiry
fellow with hooked nose and lean
jaw which ended in a big knob on each
cheek, slowed down the engine until
it was noiseless. They completely
circled the two adjoining docks before
they came back to the slip where coal
barges lay: then the skiff glided in
beneath the overhang Of the barges,
and the big man with the scar on his
chin knocked on the hull. No noise
from within. The man picked up a
club and pounded. No stirring.
There was not living creature in
sight except these four early morning
birds of prey.
"All right, Babe" growled the man
with the scar on his chin.
The woman looked up at the house.
boat as if she We're estimating for
herself it's plan, arrangement and all
the mysteries which it might contain
She slowly rose and cast aside her
shawl. She had been beautiful once
She still bore traces of it. would have
shown more traces had she not been
unkempt and In frowsy clothing.
"It's wonder Jake wouldn't take
chance on the break-in once in awhile"
she complained. Hes as light on his
feet as l am"
But l amt so quick in the head"
hastily complimented Jake.
'"That'n do" growled the leader of
the party. up with you, Babe
The woman shrugged her shoulders
and put her roughly shod foot into the
big mans outstretched palm. He raised
slowly and lifted the woman straight
up so that she could draw herself on
board.
She disappeared. The three men sat
silent
"All right, Ben" The woman's face
| peered over the rail. "Say, It's nes-
selrode!'
The lean Jake stepped forward
promptly and climbed up over the big
mans back, perfectly contented now
that he knew the silken hung house
boat to be empty. The third man with
little patches of half formed beard on
his face took the rudder; then the huge
Ben jumped up, caught the deck rail
and drew himself upward.
For the hundredth time Ned put his
head out of the window. At last they
were coming! He seized his coat and
hat. hurried down to the street and
| jumped into the mechanics seat of
Bobbie Blethering's roadster before it
had come to a full stop; then they
turned and whirled away toward the
docks. Honoria Blye in her electric
coupe was headed for that destination,
,, too. and on the yacht Gilbert Blye was
experimenting with impatient energy
the loading Of the gasoline tanks in
| the two small boats.
The thoughts Of all these people
were bent upon the poor little runaway
New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-04-07

Blye's dark, handsome face. was with.
out Its usual suave smile, and it wore
look of concern as, making quick
landing, he hurried up to the hut, fol-
lowed by the plodding Edwards.
1t seemed ages before they came
away, and they had apparently made
thorough search, for they even stopped
down as they came outside to peer un-
der the stilted foundation amid the
rubbish which had accumulated there
When they had gone away June re-
place, but finally she stepped from her
boat and crept from her concealment.
Thirst. inspired by the fever of her ex-
element. had driven her forth in
search Of drinkable water.
There was cask of water in the hut,
brackish and stale. but it was water.
and she drank of it from rusty old
tin cup which hung to it. She had just
set down the cup when her quick ears
detected low, steady hum. She STEP
ped to the door, ready to make dash
for her boat, but as she set her foot
upon the threshold she saw the dark
gray Prov Of a skiff protruding its
point around the bend of the lower
channel! She darted back out of sight
and. looking through crack in the
board WALL. saw in the skiff three
rough looking men and a rough looking
woman. The skiff rode low in the wa
ter. and from under it's tarpaulin flaunt-
ed fringe of celery leaves.
June laughed in relief. 1t was good
to see human beings who were not in
pursuit of her. who would befriend and
protect her. and she had almost run
down to meet them when suddenly
loud, angry voices came from the frail
little craft. There was bitter quarrel.
in which the woman took shrill part,
and as the boat landed the woman
jumped out and stopped swiftly. The
man with the scraggly mustache and
the scattered tufts Of beard on his face
jumped ashore. cursing. The woman
raised up swiftly and, with a shrek
like cat, jumped for the man with
long knife glittering in her hand. The
knife flashed down, and the man stag
gered back. The cleaning blade was
raised again, but before it could de-
scend the huge. rawboned man. who
had jumped from the boat, caught the
woman's arm.
June SAW no more. She ran wildly
around the little hut, looking vainly
for some place Of concealment. A rusty
stove. rickety table. some rule bench
es, two straw pallets-that was all
There was no other room, not even a
cupboard In the ceiling June's fran
tically rowing eyes found trapdOor.
one Of it's boards loose. On the wood
en- wall beneath it was a series Of
cross sticks, and without hesitation
June ran up this rude ladder, showed
the trapdoor aside and scrambled into
the attic.
There were voices below. The quar-
rel, whatever it had been about, had
evidently been settled, for the woman
was laughing, and so was the big, raw
boned man. June peered down through
crack in the ceiling boards. These
two and the lean fellow with the
hook nose were loaded with all they
could carry. The big man with the
scar on his chin dropped his heavy
! bags on the floor with a clatter. and
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the brass stopcock of washbasin
rolled out of one of them. The woman
carried silks and fine linens in her
bundles, and the lean little fellow was
loaded with silverware. AS they de-
posted their burdens on the floor the
other man came in and sat heavily on
bench.
''Well. Babe. you sliced me. all right"
he grinned, and, throwing off his coat,
he loosened his shirt at the neck and
barred his left shoulder. There was an
ugly wound near his armpit. and it was
bleeding profusely.
June clapped her hand over her
mouth to prevent a hysterical cutlery.
while her senses swan. She was see
ing phases of life that she little dream
ed existed.
The woman made laughing reply
and after the people exhibited differ.
ent articles of jewelry, clothing. ETC..
they started cooking meal.
The men were at the table an in
credibly short time They gulped their
food. and then. tired and sleepy. they
lay down on straw pallets for a few
minutes of honest rest. while the cold
and starved little runaway bride in the
attic looked down with ravenous eyes
on what they had left. The odor of the
hot coffee made her feel faint. Only
terror kept her on the alert.
The important thing to June In her
predlcament was to dsvisa some mode
Of escape, but the opportunItv to do
80 was terTifyingly remote
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splinter If need be. Within an incredl-
bly, short space Of time they had the
skin piled high wtfhs the richest and
the best which the houseboat had con-
tanned: then they spread the tarpaulin
over their plumber and disposed their
lunches Of celery so that the green
leaves protruded in fringe from un-
der the edge Of the tarpaulin: then the
heavily laden skiff, with it's four pas
sengers and Its loot, wormed it's way
clumsily from amid the barges. look
ing like an innocent farmer boat.
The sun. now golden ball in the
eastern mist. looked down upon q
New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-04-07

turned toward the river, where in mid
stream streaked the speedy little mo-
tOrbOat Flash. which had been stolen
from that dock while the overcoat and
cap peacefully slumbered In the boat
at the wheel sat natty little figure
with chauffeurs cap and tiny mus
tache. Upon his face was a beatific
smile. and his eyes sparkled and snap
ped with the exhilaration of this divine
moment. Behind him sat- stiff as a
ramrod. woman with high cheek
bones and an expression of grimly pa
t1ent determination on her lips.
"Voila, Mile. Marie!' cried the little
chauffeur as he cut long, graceful
curve between two slow moving barges
did l not say we would swish?"
Marie's stiff lips worked for mo-
ment, so that she could enunciate.
''Voila!' she hoarsely uttered. "Voila,
Henrir'
For only moment the we'll known
and justly famous private detective Bill
Wolf looked after the swiftly swishing
Henri; then he turned and pounded up
the dock, racing for the nearest tele-
phone. First of all he called the Eagle
Eye Detective agency and secured re-
port from its wireless department;
then he reused out of slumber sharp
faced, long nosed woman with high
arched brows, who caught up her bed
side telephone with instant alertness in
her beady eyes. -.
''Well, got himv' came the hoarse
voice Of Bill Wolf Hes on board the
yacht Hilarity, and, say, with the
girl!'
Immediately Honoria moved very
swiftly.
The sleepy eyed steward stepped out
upon the deck Of the Hilarity with his
uniformed jacket buttoned askew.
beg your pardon, SIR" he said.
Don't lower the boats for a moment"
WHAT! shouted Gilbert Blye.
1.-THE gasoline sir 1t did not arrive
until an hour ago."
"And there's no gasoline in these
tanks?" roared big T. F. Edwards,
pushing forward.
mo. sir
"You Internal idiotv' yelled Grin Cum
ningham
Lower those boatsr' shouted Gilbert
Blye. wilkins, get downstairs. You
can fill those boats in the water" And
he looked out across the waves. The
escaping beauty was rounding the
point.
In the pretty apartments which Ned
and June Warner had fitted up to be
their nest Ned rose from the couch
where he had fallen asleep with the
miniature OF June in his hand and rec
ogn1zed the rasping voice Of Honoria.
well, we've located your darling!'
And there was a shrill cackle. "She's
on board the Hilarity with my hus-
band And the yacht is anchored out
side the bay. Good morning"
Ned wasted no time. Bobbie Bleth-
er1ng had stanch little boat, and Bob
bic was routed out Of bed Immediately,
yawning and wondering why the world
could never be at peace. But he was
ready. though it took his agitated wife.
Iris, seven minutes to make him com
prehend that the Hilarity was boat,
oAe Aou " suppl eSS I'LL uer eDulllent
emotions to do it, but she relieved her
self somewhat by telephoning June's
mother and father at their beautiful
home in Brynport
AS the sun pushed its scarlet rim IN
into the edge Of the dawn and stared
tn pleased surprise at the beautiful
girl who was speeding toward the
marshy shore low. gray skiff with a
portable motor attached to its stern
skipped in md out of the dimness
among the black hulls at the rivers
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bride, who was at that moment skirt
ing the marshy shore and hunting
place, no matter how desolate, in
which to hide.
There was an inlet among the
marshes. She ventured into it a short
distance, but it led to nowhere, and
she hurried out again to the open wa
ter. A small boat rounded the point,
and for moment June's eyes dis
tended. 1nvoluntarily she crouched.
New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-04-07
CHAPTER II.

IT1HE three river thieves in the ex.
quisitely furnished houseboat
worked with deft rapidity. It
~ was the woman's swift, intui-
tive part to discover hiding places; the
lean Jake's to discriminate in values:
Big Ben's, with nippers and hammer
and screwdriver, to rip of brasswork,
to open drawers, to rend and tear ana
New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-04-07
RUNAWAY JUNE
eleventh EPISODE
In the Clutch of the River Thieves.
CHAPTER !.

ia HERE was wild changing Of
bells on the yacht Hilarity as
the sun pushed its scarlet rim
~ up into the edge Of dawn. At
the foot of the landing stairs beautiful
June Warner, her big, lustrous eyes
widened in terror, had cast off the
swift little motor tender, and the dark,
handsome face of the black Vandyked
man, peering over the deck rail, was
distorted with rage. He shouted again
his impatient commands to the officer
on the quarterback.
Sleepy sailors were on deck now
fumbling with the davits on each side.
From one swung little covered cutter
and from the other long, narrow
racer. Blythe sprang to assist the
sailors lowering the racer.
On the dock as the sun pushed its
scarlet rim up into the edge Of the
dawn stood the we'll known and justly
famous private detective Bill Wolf, his
short, thick body stiff with the chill Of
the long night, and by him stood an
overcoat and cap. Bill VOLTS round
face and the visor OF the cap We're
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1915-12-03
MEREDITH A SALE WINNER
Jump to Glory" Manuscript Brings
Ton Price at Allen Auction.

One of the most interesting and
best attended sales of rare books at
the Anderson Galleries this season was
that of yesterday, when the collection
Of w. s. Allen, of Beacon, N. Y, and
others was dispersed.
The original manuscript Of one OF
George Meredith's most discussed
poems, Jump to Glory. Jane" consist
ing of thirteen sheets, written on one
side, brought the top price of the day
S685-which was paid by George ID.
Smith after some keen bidding. An
other interesting item, for which Mr..
Smith gave $3.50, was the autograph
manuscript of Shelley's poem begin
ming Mighty Eagle, thou that soarest,"
written on a letter from William God
win. his father-in-law. The same buyer
gave s142.50 for a choice copy, in three
volumes, of Ralfe's Naval Chronology
OF Great Britain" illustrated with sixty
finely colored plates Of naval engage
ments.
For first edition, in six volumes, of
Jesse's London" extra illustrated with
nearly 1000 portraits and views, Is.
Loewy gave $500, and c. Gerhardt &
Co. paid 5000 for complete set Of
"The Tudor Translations," edited by
W. Z. Henley, forming forty-four vol
umes in original half buckram. The
Scribners paid sl2750 for an excep-
tionslly large and fine copy Of Combe's
"The English Dance of Death in three
volumes, printed in London a hundred
years ago by Ackermann. The total Of
both sessions was S5,520.25.
The Nine. Yang-shI collection Of old
Chinese lacquers, worries, bronzes and
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1915-12-03
PRIEST CALLS SCHOOL
SPORTS MORAL PERIL
Attacks Irvington's Play and
Athletic Clubs.

The Rev. I. !. Early, of the Church
of the Immaculate Conception, has at
tackled the Irvington School because Of
q play entitled the "Sisterhood of
Bridget" recently presented by the
high school pupils. 1t caricatured the
Irish, and old residents protested to
the priest.
at is evident from what | have
heard" says Father Early. that there
was a deep. hell-inspired design in the
minds of the promoters TO make the
play as grotesque, untruthful and
slanderous as possible, that 1t might
bear fruit in after days
Father Early also protested against
the athletic association in the school
as dangerous to the ethics and morals
of the children.
az my voice has an influence
forbid any Of our boys and girls
going to these useless and degrading
athletic clubs, such as are in vogue
and under such baneful and scandalous
tuition" continued the priest: A few
years ago Father Early attacked MISS
Helen Gould because pupils OF ner
class received ham sandwiches on FRI
day. He ordered them TO resign, ana
started sewing school in his church
Finley J. Shepard is a member Oh the
Board of Education.
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1915-12-03
BURTON APPOINTMENT
DUE TO FITZGERALD
McCooey's Hand Seen, Too IN
Naming of Acting Postmaster.

Tho appointment of ex-senator wal
ter c. Burton as acting postmaster oil
Brooklyn. il developed yesterday, was
due to Representative John J. Fritz
GERALD. who suggested Burton to POST
master General Burleson.
The general belief is that the burton
appointment was planned as a reouhe
bv John H. McCooey, Democratic BOSS
of Kings County, to Postmaster WIZ
lam T.. Kelly. who has become pron
inent figure in local Democratic e In,.
since his election as County C.e'
Kelly had favored the appointment u
Assistant Postmaster Peter ). Ciear!.
Fitzgerald said yesterday he had SUB
gested Cleary 20 the POSTMASTER ~
eral, but was told by the latter -
he would not recommend the appoiht,
ment, and other suggestions were AsNsu
for. ,rho
an a casual discussion OF men VIZ
might be suggested II Mr. CieaTy coGiI
not be appointed fltzseralu saiui
SENATOR Burtons name was men.Ioneu
with others. Neither he nor any ome
else was pressed as a candidate, nov
ever. as hoped that Cleary appoi"'-
ment might still be brought about.
"postmaster Kelly evidently preclpi-
tated the present situation by urg ,! li
that his resignation be accepted
promptly. l advised against such &C.
lion. and was as much surprised a.
the designation of Senator Burton as
sny one else. | still favor Mr. Clesry
appointment, but If the Postmaster
General will not yield. ! know nothing
that would justify opposition by me >, .
the appointment Of Senator Burton
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1915-12-03
Six Men Trapped When
Compression Bursts
New Tunnel Roof.
GEYSER SKATERS
WINDOWS ON PIER
Sand Hogs Dare Death in Des-
perate Attempt TO Save Tube,
Then run Like He'll"

run like hell when your hat
blows off"
Six men working in the heading be-
hind the hydraulic shield which is
boring through the mud Of the East
River bottom to link Old Slip with
Clark Street, Brooklyn, by new sub
way remembered this maxim of all
good sandhogs late Wednesday night,
and ran according to its directions
when the air Of the tunnel grew chill
and a suck of wind tore their caps
from their heads
Far above policemen in the Old
Slip station thought mine had ex-
ploded in the harbor Twenty feet
eff the wharf the river was torn
asunder with a mighty roar and a
great black spout Of water and ooze
leaped skyward, SCATTERING in its fall
windows Of the adjoining pier and
flooding the street with liquid mud.
The geyser gradually dwindled away,
but a whirlpool fingered. clucking and
choking over big bubbles that sought
the surface.
"She's blown" said an engineer re
signedly, and telephoned to Michael
Quinn. superintendent OF construction
for the contracting company.
~ thought all our troubles were
over, too" Mr.. Quinn mourned yester-
day. as he stood on the wharf, direct
ing workmen on a barge, who were
dumping sacks of blue, greasy clay
into the water where strings of
bubbles still wabbled to the surface.
I'VE have been having trouble for
several days, but things looked better
last night and / went home. Now the
tube is filled with water as far back
IS the lock, and that means three
day delay while we plug up the hole
blown in the river bottom and then
force out the water by air pressure"
For days the fifteen pound air press
ure has been leaking up through the
soft mud of the river bottom to the
surface, as the shield was driven
further and further out from the New