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The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1915-02-11
THE ID. A. PERRY REAL ESTATE AGENCY
Howland-Caye Building,
Barre, Vermont
J. J. DASHNER
Real Estate Agent
OFFERS SOME NEWLY LISTED
PROPERTIES

NO. 240-FOR SALE OK EAChAN1E,
good home-like farm Of 2ss acres Of land;
ahout Az acres in tillage balance pasture and
woodland; this is a horie farm, with a nlce
business on this farm Il newly butt oooplh
mill with the latest machinery tor making
bobbins and the owner claims that there ~
wood enough on the place to keep the mil
running for 10 years and about 100 NJ OF
softwood timber: anyone wanting 70 puy stocs
and tools. an extra good set OF farming ana
numbering outfit, with an extra 9ooa VOTE
team and head Of stock the price IS right
w s"'0 274tf
NO. 24l-FoR SALE OR EXCHANGE; this
IA a nice valley farm, on a good road. within
ga miles Of large village and high school /;
on this farm Is good s-room mousse Eooo
horse barn, dandy workshop and henhouse ana
plenty Of barnroom for stock ana CROPS hIlo
and shed room for all tools and machinery
with nice fruit orchard plenty OF WOOD ior
place and running water at house and pafn )
with this farm are l5 head OF stock. mostly
cows horses 10 shoats, brood SOW, 90 hens
and turkeys good set Of farm machinery YOU
would like this place for home; price OF
this farm Is only $500; terms are reason.
able. -@u
NO 242-FOR SALE, comfortable house OF
7 rooms ~ acres OF land shed room and
barn: nice ehiekenhouse. also lew irut
trees this place would make a nice nome
being so centrally located TO the business sec
ton and near to stoneSheds. This house Is
bargain at only $3.50. with small payment
down balance on monthly payment as rent
let us show you this one. 2'4u
We have properties in all the nearby loeAli.
ties for sale or exchange: make US a call II
you wish to sell, buy, or exchange properties
J. J. DAsHNER. Real Estate Agent.
Successor of the Smith a Dashner Real Estate
Agents
Rooms s, 3. 10. Howland-Cave Bldg
Barre City, Nt.-Tel. Con.
The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1915-02-11
FOR SALE

WILL SELL PRoTECToGRAPH machine
model H. with sterling dial for $4,000 cash
never been used. Address No. l54. Barre Daily
Times. EfSlo
The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1915-02-11

FOR SALE-20 shoats, part pure Durocs
and a part Of them o. l. C.'s we have few
more bushels Of small potatoes and mange
beets for chickens J. A. Cumming. Barre
VT, tel. 4s9-M. 2fIto'
The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1915-02-11
HELP WANTED

wANTED-A poiishcr and bed-setter Ap-
piy TO Chas Barton Barre VI ZTsu
The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1915-02-11

We have properties in all the nearby ioeali.
ties for sale or exchange make US a call II
you wish to sell, buy, exchange properties
The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1915-07-23

Alan had fallen in his dizzy blindness.
She found him %insersible, lying with
an arm bent under him in a pose
frightfully suggestive Of %dislocation.
Yet when she turned him on his back
and released the arm, he made no
sign to indicate that the movement
had caused him the slightest pain.
There a a slight cut upon his
brow, a bruise about his left temple.
She tore linen from her bosom, be-
meath her coarse flannel shirt, and with
sparing aid from the canteen, washed
the cut clean and bandaged it.
Then seeing that the storm held
with fury undated, she rose, recon
noitered and returned to exert all her
strength and drag the unconscious
man across the dry bed of that ancient
w~ater-course and under the lee of its
farther bank.
There. sitting. she pillowed his
head upon her lap, and bending over
him made her body an additional shell
ter to him from the swirling clouds
Of dust.
And for hours on end Judith nursed
him there. scarce daring to move
save to minister to his needs, bathing
his fevered brow and moistening his
parched lips and throat.
In the course of the first hour she
was once startled by the spectral Wis.
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to lift and shake like the top of .
canvas tent in a gale. At the same
time a mighty gust Of wind swept
athwart the waste, hot as a furnace.
blast. In a trice dust enveloped man
and horse, a sitting cloud of super
heated particles that stung the flesh
like a myriad needles. And then dark.
ness fell, the twilight of hades, a cop
per-colored pail. Nothing remained
visible beyond arms length. .4.
Blinded, half s~ufocated, unspeak.
ably dismayed and bewildered, the
broncho swung round, back to the
blast, and refused to bulge another
incn.
Himself more than half-dazed, but
still bounded by his nightmare vision
of Judith, Alan dismounted to escape
being tori bodily from the saddle by
that hellish sand-blast, and Selling
the bride sought to draw the horse
on with him.
He wasted his strength in that en-.
deavor: the animal baked, planted
its hoofs deep in the sand, stiffened
Its legs and resisted with the stub
bornness of a rock; then. of a sudden,
jerked his head smartly, snapped the
bride from his grasp and flung away,
scudding before the storm.
Pursuit was out of the question:
indeed, the bride was barely torn
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to avert it-no matter what we may
have suffered at Judith's hands?"
With an indignant grunt. but con-
siderate none the less, Mr.. Barcus
caught up the glasses and turned his
go on" he grumbled, pretending
to ignore the hand Alan offered him
from the saddle. I've got no patience
with you But go!" he insisted.
Of a sudden selling the hand and
pressing it f%ervently. And God go
with you, my friend!"
Then hoofbeats drumming on the
hard-packed earth Of the canyon trail
struck a hundred echoes from its
rugged, rocky walls.
Mr.. Barcus showed Rose Trine a
face almost ludicrous with its an
guished smile that was intended to
seem reassuring.
Lets look sharp and follow him
as quick as may be-" he urged. Light
ming will never strike US SO long as
we stick to Mr.. Law Of the charmed
life-but l don't mind telling you, once
out of his company, I'm just naturally
afraid of the dark"
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unf0dIs
yourself to her, out Of sheer. down.
right foolishness in the head! I sup.
pose you'll like me to call it chivalry:
I'll tell you what l call it-lunacy!"
Don't be an asst" Alan responded
temporarily, gathering the reins to.
Eether and instinctively lifting q foot
&c the stirrup. Who warned us yes.
terday in time to prevent u being.
crushed by that rock? Judith! Why
was she separated from Marrophat
and the others-alone up there when;
that beast eneaked up behind hero,
saw HIM saw It all-and grabbed
her and roped her to that bronco-if
Il wasn't because she had broken with
them for good and all and started to
fight on our side" 2
You're ravins." Barcus commented
In q hopeless tone. He looked to the
xirl. "Rose-Miss Trine-reason with
this mailman"
Dropping the glasses. the girl came
swiftly and confidently to her lovers
side, lifting her lips to his.
Go. sweetheart" she told him.
s.save her II you CAM"
with q look Of triumph for the bene-
1t Of MI. Barcus Alan Law gathered
Rose Urine into his arms.
ibid you dream for an instant Rose
would see her own sister carried to
death 4 aDythins eoyld 3 seas
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from his hand before Alan lost sight
of the broncho.
For a moment he stood rooted in
CONSERVATION as in a bog-with an
arm upthrown across his face.
Then the thought of Judith re-
CURED.
Head Bonded and shoulders rounded.
he began to forge a way into the teeth
Of the sandstone.
How long he fought on. pitting his
strength against the elements, cannot
be reckoned.
In the end he stumbled blindly down
a slight decline and a abruptly
conscious that he had in some way
found shelter from the full force of the
wind.
He staggered OF another yard or
two, breathing more freely, and blum.
dered into a rough-ribbed wall of rock
some sporadic outcrop, he under
stood, whose bulk stood between him
and the storm.
He thought to rest for a time, until
the storm had spent it's greatest
strength; but as he laid his shoulder
gratefully against the rock and
scrubbed the dust from his smarting
eyes he saw what he at first conceived
to be a hallucination: Judith Urine
standing within a yar.:: Ct him, alive.
strong, free.
He stared incredulously, saw her
recognize him. open her mouth to
utter a wondering cry that was inaudi-
BILE, and come quickly nearer.
Allan! You came for me! You fol-
lowed me, through all this!"
He threw off her hand with a bitter
laugh-that was like the croaking of a
raven as it issued from his bone-dry
throat-and in momentary possession
of hysteric madness, reeled away from
the woman and the shelter of the rock
and delivered himself anew to the
mercy Of the dust-storm.
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"straisht Ahead, My Mani" She Said.
hundred yards from the mouth of the
pass. r.. K
As it drew near the spot where she
paused, waving both hands frantically.
the head Of the pursuing party swept
into the mouth of the ravine.
At the same time the chauffeur no
ticed that the two men on. the hillside
wer following the woman pellmell.
throwing themselves down the slope
with gigantic leaps and bounds.
And then q great.explosion rent the
peaceful hush Of night-that till then
had been profaned by the p~attering
cracks of the revolver fusillade.
As the oar Of dynamite. subsidB6
the entire side of the hill shifted and
slid p%onderously down, choking the
ravine with debris to the depth Of
some thirty or forty feet. burying the
leaders Of the pursuit beyond hope Of
rescue.
Only . instant later the motor car
jolted to a halt and Alan pulled him
self together to find that Rose and
Barcus wer standing beside the door
and jabbering joyful greetings. mixe4
with more or less incoherent explanar
lions Of the manner in which2they had
come to seek shelter for. the night In
the prospectus shack and, reused
by the noise Of firing and recognizing
Alan In the car BY. the aid Of spy
n----- -
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Ion through the driving sheets of dust
of a horse that plodded up the arroyo,
bearing two riders on its back.
J Weary with the weight of its double
burden, 1t went slowly and passed so
near to Judith that she was able to
recognize the features of her sister
and Tom Barcus.
Be sure she made never q sign to
catch their attention.
Within the next succeeding hour
the coppery light lost something Of
fits hot brillance, took on a darker
shade, and then one darker still. Twi.
! light stole athwart the desert, turning
its heat to chill, its light to violet.
Growing intense, the cold
eventually reused the sleeping a !
And hardly had his eyes Enclosed
and looked up into the eyes of Judith
bending over him than he started up
and out of her embrace. got unstead-
lily upon his feet and after a moment
Of pause, watching her rise in turn.
strobe away-or, rather, staggered
with the gesture of exorcism.
Uncomplaining, hugging her new.
born humility to her with the ecstasy
of the anchorite his horse-hair shirt,
Judith followed him patiently, at .
+, little distance.
Not. far from where he had rested
there vas a break in the overhanging
wall of the arroyo. Through this he
scrambled painfully, reaching the level
of the desert only after cruel effort,
the unheeded woman at his heels.
A brief pause there afforded both
time to regain their breath and survey
the desert for signs of assistance: It
| offered none, other than what they
might accomplish through their own
exertions. For leagues in any quarter
It stretched without a break other than
the black cleft Of the arroyo, cleaning
Z bleached and deathly white in the
moonshine-like the face Of a frozen
world.
With tacit consent both turned that
way, Alan leading, Judith his pertina-
cious shadow. with never q word or
sign between them to prove that either
was aware Of the others company.
But this wal a state Of affairs that
could not long endure. Judith had the
price to pay for her OWE trials, suf-
fering and privation: the strain began
to tell sorely upon her. She reeled
slightly as she walked, weaving .
winding trail across and across. the
straighter line Of footprints that
marked Alan's course through the or
dered pattern Of the powdered sage.
brush.
And Of . sudden she collapsed.
Instinct alone made Alan glance
over.shoplder: for she had made no
sound whatever.
He turned and came directly back
% her, knelt beside her, lifted her
head. pillowed 1t gently On his arm
and Piled her in turn with the dregsl
of the canteen.
With . sigh, Q stihed moan and Q
little SILVER, she revived.
He helped her gently to regain her
fleet, passed q arm round her.
IN this fashion they struggled ON In
strange, dumb companionship Of mis-
cry and wonder.
Thus an hour passed; and for all.
their desperate struggles neither could
ses3 that the light on the mountainsids
- yard the nsaraf.
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quickly answered BY fainter yens from
I distant quarter Of the desert, tnen
by pistols popping and flashing some
two miles away, then by q growing
rumble of galloping hoofs.
The night glasses In the AFFORDED
her flashes Of a body Of several horse
six or seven, she Judged
making at top speed toward the spot
where Marrophat. Hicks and Jimmy
waited beside a beacon which they
had built and lighted.
Halt a dozen sentences exchanged
with the chauffeur advised her that
these we're fhorsemen from the town
of Mesa who had charged themselves
with the duty Of avenging the death
Of Hopi Jim Slade.,
A sardonic chuckle from within
Trine's gag goaded the girl into q
len fury.
Exacting his utmost speed from the
chauffeur, under penalty Of her dis
pleasure, she set herself to revive
Alan.
With the aid Of such stores Of food
and drink as the car carried, this was
quickly enough accomplished.
Strangling with an overdose OF
brandy too little diluted with water,
Alan sat up, grasped the conditions
in a fash, and gained further informa-
ton as he devoured sandwiches and
emptied a eanteen.
The mountain pass was now, he
Judged, a mile distant. The light on
the hillside, according to the chauf.
feur, was that of a prospector who
had camped there temporarily. Their
was nothing, then, to be feared from
that quarter, but solely from the rear
where the horsemen, having picked
up Marrophat and his companions.
had instituted hot pursuit, and were
now strung out in a long, struggling
line. three horses carrying double b
farthermost-perhaps a mile and .
half away-one with a single rider
the nearest, well within threequar'
tiers Of a mile.
Nobly mounted, this last came on
like the wind, gaining on the motor
car with every stride; for his horse
was trained to such going, whereas
the car at best could only labor heav'
fly in dust and sand.
None the less, it had won to q point
within a quarter of a mile from the
pass before the horseman got within
what he esteemed the proper range.
ami opened fire.
He fred thrice. His first shot winged
wide, his second by illchance ripped
through a real tire of the car, thus
placing upon it an additional handi'
cap, while his third sought the zenith
as his hands flew up and he dropped
from the saddle, drilled through the
body by Alan's only shot.
A long-range pistol duel was In
progress before the q had covered
half the remaining distance to the
pass.
BY the time 1t entered this last,
which proved to be a narrow ravins
with towering side Of ,crumbly earth
and shale and broken rock, the 'pur
suit was not a hundred yards behind.
while the firing was well-nigh contin'
uous.
Two hundred feet above the trail
two men were working with desperate
haste at some mysterious business
though none noticed them.
Only the chauffeur was aware of q
woman running down the hillside at
an angle, to intercept the car several
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Il TREY o'HEARTs
fine Man In the Shadow.
CONTINUED From Last Week.

The Man In the Shadow.
Two hundred feet, If one. Hopi Jim
fell from the lip Of the cliff. Then sud.
denly the thing that had been Hopi
Jim Slade was checked in its headlong
descent by the outstanding trunk Of q
tree, owe which it remained, doubled
mp, limp, horrible 80.
The miniature landslide that had
been caused by his fall went on.
settling gradually as the slope be.
came less sheer. Only part Of 1t. q
double handful Of pebbles, gained the
bottom Of the canyon.
Its mufied impact OF the ground
round his feet reused the man who
had comprised the bandits death from
the pose he had unconsciously as
sumed on the instant of firing.
He stepped back, and snatched up
q case containing binoculars.
Not before the glasses were adjusted
to his vision did he find time to re-
spond absently to the alarmed and in
sistent inquiries Of his two compan-
ions, a man of his w age and a girl
of some years less, who had been
wakened from their sleep by the re.
port of the rifle.
Now the latter plucked his sleeve,
m%omentarily DETECTING the glasses
from the object which they were fol.
lowing so sedulously as it moved
along the heights; a wildly running
horse with a woman bound helpless
upon It's back. both sharply in sill.
houette against the burning blue.
"Alan!" the girl demanded, what
is it? Why did you fire? Why won't
you answer me? What is it,"
Judith" Alan replied tersely. again
picking up with the glasses the run
away horse that fed SO madly along
the perilous and narrow track Of the
hill trail.
Threats as Alan swung sharply and
thrust the glasses into the hands Of
the girl.
Judith" he affirmed with a look of
poignant solicitude. "She's roped to
the back of that crazy broncho-help-
ACS6. 0CV III yOulo C4A, OAS LIZ okSP
suppose a stone turns beneath it's
bookshelf be killed!"
While the girl focused her glasses
upon that speck that flew against the
sky Alan turned to the two horses
hobbled near by and selling a saddle
threw it over the back of one.
At this the other man turned to his
side and dropping a OBTAINING hand
upon his arm asked:
What are you going to do?"
Alan shook the hand OFF and went
on with his self-appointed task.
Go after her, Tom, of course" he
replied. What else? That animal is
crazy, l tell YOU"
Even so," Tom Barcus argued, you
can't climb that hillside on horseback.
and If you could, you'd be too late to
catch up, much less prevent an &C.
cident-"
Il know 1t. But suppose 1t doesn't
fall :. You know what's beyond
these hills-deserts! And the girl is
helpless. l tell you, bound hand and
foot. Think of her being carried that
way-all day, perhaps-face up to this
brutal sun! She'll go mad II some
thing isn't done"
you've gone mad yourself already"
Mr.. Barcus %contended darkly. whats
1t to you If she does? Suppose you do
succeed in rescuing her: what then?
As soon as she gets on her pine she'll
try to stick a knife into you-like as
not What's she been chasing you for.
all over this land of the brave and
home of the free, but to take your fool
life And now you want to sacrifice
Evening star., 1915-09-12

would offer Germany attractive substi-
tutes; and, in fact, the Mexican situa-
tion, past, present and U fear) future,
would afford ample excuse Gf any
neededD for invasion by either Teutons
or allies.
We should. therefore. regulate our
immediate conduct with strict regard
to safeguarding our own future, being
careful to avoid the usual fate of in
tervening peace makers" - ostracism
by all parties to the dispute.
There is no possibility of an early
European peace. The Teutons have
about reached the high-water mark of
efficiency and success: they will soon
be conducting a magnificent defense.
We are in no danger of actual attack
from either belligerent for another
year. at least, if the administration
pursues its present course of strict,
well considered, impartial neutrality.
This will give us sufficient time to or
ganize and equip an adequate army for
defense against an invading force, and
to add somewhat to our naval strength.
But We have no time to lose.
1t is the duty of the patriotic press
and of every American citizen to sup
port and stand by the President in his
recommendations for adequate prepar-
alton for the defense and maintenance
of our national honor and integrity.
In such preparedness against agrees
sion is our most reasonable hope for
lasting peace. RICHARD P. EVANS.
Evening star., 1915-09-12

to get money for the slush fund. and
that Mayor Bell "blackmailed many
citizens of the county, threatening
them with arrest" to add to the fund.
In the primary, Rucker asserted, there
was no attempt made to tally the vote
in many of the corrupt precincts.
1.-The rotten election officials-hand-
picked by the machine-merely gave
the entire vote to the machine candi-
dates without even making a pretext
of tallying the vote. Now and then
they would give the other candidates
few votes, but we will show you.
gentlemen of the jury, some cases
where anti-machine candidates were
not credited with the single vote cast
by themselves in their own precinct"
Perrott in Court.
Shortly after Rucker .had made his
attack on Perrott the chief of police
entered the court for the first time
since the trial started and took a seat
beside Mayor Bell, with whom he chat
ted frequently.
Juror Stanley NJ. Timberlake was i'll
today, requiring the attention of a
physician before court convened. He
was able, however, to take his place
in the box.
Evening star., 1915-09-12
OUTLINES METHODS
Of ALLEGED FRAUDS
Prosecutors Charges Against In
dianapois Officials Accused Of
Election Conspiracy.

INDIANAPOLIS, Ind, September IL
Methods by which the so-called ma
chine candidates were nominated in
the primary of May, 1914, were related
by Prosecutor A. J. Rucker, who con-
tinued throughout the short session
today of the trial of Mayor Joseph E.
Bell for election conspiracy his OPEN
ing statement He also told the jury
that Thomas Taggart. who was in
dicted with the mayor and more than
100 others, COLLECTED slush fund of
about $1,000 from breweries, which
was not accounted for in any of the
campaign expense reports, as required
by law
Rucker has occupied about seven
hours with his statement. and it prob
ably will be late Monday before he
finishes, as there was no court session
Evening star., 1915-09-12
WHEN DUTY IS WAIVED.
Damaged Merchandise Will Not B
Subject to Paying, Is Ruling.

Merchandise. not perishable, which al
the time of importation is entirely with
out commercial value by reason of dam
age. constitutes a non-importation. Nc
cumstances.
In a new ruling by Assistant Secretary
Andrew ]. Peters of the Treasury Depart
ment. in charge of customs. this pro-
cedure is set FORTH The problem arises
through the destruction and worthless
condition of glass shades broken on a
voyage of importation. No duty will be
collected
Evening star., 1915-09-12
official attention.

official attention.
Postmasters and others concerned are
directed to notify Fourth Assistant
Postmaster General Blakeslee OF in
stances coming to their notice where
these instructions for economy are not
observed. Appropriate action Is prom
Evening star., 1915-09-12

around and make a knot is all that
packages Of letter mail. etc. The fourth
assistant postmaster general James I.
Blakeslee, has repeated the warning
against extravaganza in the use of cot
ton twine. A number of cases of waste
fulness have recently been brought to
Evening star., 1915-09-12

A memorial TO Johan c. Reil, the
anatomist, has been erected at Halle. 1t
stands in front OF the university clinic.
the seat OF his labors until called to Ber-
lin in 1910.
Evening star., 1915-09-12

The name of Sir Felix Semon has been
expunged from the list of honorary mem
bers of the Zurich Laryngologists' So
ciety, the reason given being that al
though Sir Felix was born in Germany
and studied in Vienna and Berlin he
wrote a letter to the Times expressing
detestation of the barbaric methods OF
the Germans in war.
Evening star., 1915-09-12

The prosecutor also declared that the
evidence would show that Samuel V.
Perrott, chief of police, and also in
dicted, accepted bribes from saloon
and brothel keepers, permitting them
to ply their nefarious trades in order