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The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1915-11-28

Kenneth Ritter. 10. years old, son
iof Mr.. and Mrs. James Ritter. who
met with the misfortune Off broken
leg in an to-bicycle collision on the
main street Of Salem last summer,
The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1915-11-28

A.pleasing reception service for the
new members Joining the First Bap-
list church during the year i 915, was
held at the Baptist church Thursday
night. This was preceded by an adj
dress by DR.. j., ]. Kingman, a re-
turned missionary from India.
The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1915-11-28

DR.. Ernest b. Caldwell, a mission
airy to China, spoke at the Methodist
Episcopal church Friday night, on
Conditions in China These two
mne were on the program Of the re-
cent Lawmen's convention at Clarks-
burg, and visited and made addresses
here while in this section.
The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1915-11-28

appropriate and beautifali music and
the Rev. \. Ffick man, Of the
Methodist Episcopal church, deliver
ing the discourse son the theme,
Thanks for the JJnspe akable' Gift,
The sermon was eloquent and appro-
pirate and the service largely attend,
The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1915-11-28

The usual Thanksgiving public SER
Vice was held here Thursday morn
ing at the United Brethren church.
the choir OF that church rendering
The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1915-11-28
SHOP EARLY

ppea to the good women the morning
ur will avoid assist ss
care Of you Besides sections
t OH until the lastwee Buy in the
Make until Won call or
viii. assist much, for you.
The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1915-11-28
lever have we shown such q line as thiis season &


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The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1915-11-28
I'D GLO D YES Fol OMEN
And then The Handk ercbiiefs.

beautiful all linen hand embroidered handker
direct as we always do placing
time for our Christmas trade Over 100 patterns Of
up to $500 each S.
The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1915-11-28

We have just received fine new line Of lie,
is saying q great deal, because we have always
made special effort, and we want you to look ove
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25
Value Of Slate.

Slate has long been recognized -
. most valuable roofing material. not
only for its wearing qualities. due
to the fact that It Is q non-absorbent
stone and therefore does not admit
the factors Of decay. but also because
Of its architectural value In lending
itself to the development Of various
and attractive color schemes, says the
Cleveland Plain Dealer. Nature did
not handicap slate beds BY forming al
Of them in one color Here II II law
ished red, there unfading green or
purple and yonder the coal black o.
rustic gray.
OF late the public agitation over
the matter Of IRE prevention. brought
forcibly home by such stupeudous
losses as we have suffered In the con-
hagrations 1t San Francisco, Chi
cago, Chelsea and Salem. has brought
emphasis on the freproof qualities Of
slate. All over fire chiefs are calling:
Give US fireproof roofs and the con-
hagrational hazard will be reduced
to minimum" When building codes
heed their cry slate roofs will help
solve the fire problem.
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25

this man Of his. He remembered the
story of another killing in the hills OF
India. His gaze went from the brown
fanatics face to the white, tender.
lovely throat of the woman-and q
hoarse gasp broke from his lips.
mo! No! Not that" he cried, and
as the words rang out, Yvonne re-
moved her Mortified gaze from the blot
Of red and fixed it upon the face of her
husband. She Strengthened up slowly
and her arms fell Imply to her sides.
1t was meant for me. Shoot,
James," she said. almost in a whis-
per.
The Hindu's grasp frightened at the
convulsive movement of his masters
hand. His fingers were like steel
bands.
Shoot" she repeated, raising her
voice. Save yourself. for II he is
dead I shall kill you with my own
hands. This is your chance-shoot!"
Brood's fingers relaxed their grip
on the revolver. A fierce. wild hone
took all the strength out of his body
he grew faint with 1t.
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25

low and husky once more. with per
sistent note of accusation In 1t III
was an accident. do you understand!
You did not shoot to kill-him- The
world shall never know the truth-un-
less he dies. and that Is not to happen
You are safe The law cannot touch
you, for 1 shall never speak This is
between you and me- Do you under
stand?"
He glanced at her set. rigid face.
Yes. 1t was an accident. And this is
between you and me- We shall settle
it later on. Now see you as you are
as Yvonne. God, wonder" His
hand shook with a sudden spasm OF
indecision He had again caught that
battling look in her dark eyes.
Attend" she cried. and he bent
to the task again. He is not going to
die. 1t would be too cruel II he were
to die now and miss all the Joy of VIC
tory over youths lifelong foe. He"
The door opened behind them and
they looked up to see the breathless
Hindu. He came straight to the
woman.
HE comes. Ranjab has obey.
have told him that the revolver was dis
charge accidentally-by myself. by the
unhappy son of a dog, l. 1t is we'll.
Ranjab is but a dog. He shall die to-
day and his lips be sealed forever.
Have no fear. The dead shall be al.
lent" His voice trailed on into q
whisper, for his eyes were looking into
hers. mo-" he whispered. after a mo-
ment-"no. the dead are not silent.
One who is dead has spoken to Ran
jab."
"Hush!" said the woman. Brood's
hands were shaking again, shaking
and uncertain. The doctor? He
comes?"
Even now" said the Hindu, turn
ing toward the door.
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25

IN dress. She had an instructive feel.
ing Tor what was becoming. not only
for herself but her friends. and was
often called in to consult over a pro-
spective new gown. So that il what
she determined to do professionally.
Sne let her friends know that for q
certain sum she would give advice on
costumes. helping to arrange a whole
wardrobe. and from friends she soon
branched out to regular clients.
She goes to the house of her en-
ployer and looks over everything the
lady has. She gives definite instruc.
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25

me! Alive and-ah!" The exclama
ton fell from his lips as she suddenly
leaned forward, her intense gaze fixed
on Frederic's face.
See! All. see! Iprayed and have
been answered. See! God In heaven
see!"
He turned. Frederic's eyes were
open. He was looking up at them. with
q piteous appeal in their depths-an
appeal for help. for life. for conscious.
ness.
He is not dead! Frederic, Frederic
my son" He dropped to his knees
and frantically clutched at the hand
that lay stretched out beside the limp
figure. The pain-stricken eyes closed
slowly.
Someone knelt beside Brood. He
saw a slim white hand 90 out and
touch the pallid brow
81 shall save your soul. James
Brood" voice was saying, but II
seemed far away. HE shall not die.
Your poor wretched soul may rest &C.
cure. shall keep death away from
him. You shall not have to pay for
this-no. not for this. The bullet was
meant for me. owe my life to him.
you shall owe his to me. But you
have yet to pay a greater debt than
this can ever become. He is your son.
You owe another for his life-and you
will never be out of her debt not
even in hell. James Brood"
Slowly Frederic's eyes opened
again. They wavered from one face
to the other and there was in them the
unsolvable mystery of divination. As
the lids dropped once more, Brood's
manner underwent q tremendous
change. The stupefaction of horror
and doubt fell away in a flash and he
was again the clear-headed. indomit-
able man Of action. The blood rushed
back into his veins. his eyes flashed
with the returning fire of hope, his
voice was steady. sharp. commanding.
The doctor!" he cried in Yvonne's
ear. as his strong fingers went out to
tear open the red shirt bosom. BE
quick! Send for Holder. BY heaven,
we must save him." She did not move.
He whirled upon her fiercely. do as
tell you. Are you so damned"
Doctor Holder is on the way now"
she said DULY. His hands ceased their
operations as II checked by a sudden
paralysis.
On the way here?" he cried in
credulously. Why"
He is coming" she said fiercely. II
sent for him-ages ago. Don't stop
now-be quick! You know what to do.
stanch the flow of blood. Do some
thing. man! You have seen men with
mortal wounds-and this man must be
saved"
He worked swiftly. deftly, for he did
Know what to do. He had worked over
men before with wounds in their
Dreasts-and he had seen them through
the shadow Of death. But he could
not help thinking, as he now worked.
tnat ne was never known to miss .
shilling at thirty PAGES.
She was speaking. Her voice was
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25
CHAPTER xxvlI-continued.

~
He obeyed. See! There is no one
hear" He held open the door TO the
hall. you must speak quickly. l am
to leave this house in an hour was
given the hour"
All, can see by your face that you
hate him! 1t is we'll. That is some.
thing. 1t is but little. know, after
all l have wished for-but it is some.
for me to take back with me to the
one sacred little spot in this beastly
world of men and women"
you are the most Incompetent.
sible-"
Am I not beautiful, Frederic? Tell
mel" She came quite close to him.
You are the most beautiful woman
in all the world" he said abjectly
And I have wasted all my beauty
I have lent 1t to unloveliness and II
has not been destroyed! 1t is still with
me, is It not? have not lost it in
you are beautiful beyond words
beyond anything l have ever i'm.
agined." said he. suddenly passing his
hand over his brow.
you would have loved me II It had
not been for Lydia?"
Il couldn't have helped myself. +
! fear I-faltered in my Good God.
are you still trying to tempt me? Are
you still asking me to 60 away with
you"
A hoarse cry came from the door
way behind them-a cry Of pain and
anger that struck terror to their souls.
They had not heard his approach.
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25
Famous Greek Dishes.

Smyrna under Turkish misrule has
been In serious danger of getting silted
up and left far inland. like ancient
Ephesus. This would be doubly dis
astrous for the Greeks, who form the
vast majority Of Smyrna's population.
because they might thereby be de-
prived not only Of Smyrna but OF .
favorite delicacy. cuttlefsh. The blood
curdling curse called down by the
chorus in the "Acharnians" upon the
meanest of poets AMI meanest OF
men," that q dainty dish of octopus.
for which he had been eagerly wait
ing, might be snatched from him By .
dog. would be as quickly appreciated
by modern Smyrniote Greeks as by
the original audience of Aristophanes.
When well beaten to make the flsh
tender before being dressed, and then
cut into small pieces and served with
q savory brown stew. q cuttleflsh
makes a dish by no means to be de-
spised. The faded epicure who pinned
for q new animal should have gone
to q Greek restaurant in Smyrna and
ordered stewed cuttlefish. follVwed By
roast Observation-Disclosures Guar
dian.
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25
t was Matilde! What accursed trick

it was Matilde! What accursed trick
Of"
He sprang to his feet and advanced
upon her. actually stepping across the
body OF his son in his reckless haste.
For many seconds they stood with
their faces close together. he staring
wildly. she with a dull look of agony
In her eyes, but unflinching. What he
saw caused an icy chill to sweep
through his tense body. and a sickness
to enter his soul He shrank back.
"Who-who are your" he cried out
in sudden terror He felt the presence
OF Matilde He could have stretched
out his hand and touched her. so real.
SO vivid was the belief that she was
actually there before him. "Matilde
was here-I saw her. before God. saw
her. And-and now it is you! She is
still here. l can feel her hand touch
ing mine-I can feel-no. again i
+"
The cold, lifeless voice of Yvonne
was speaking to him. huskier than ever
before.
"Matilde has been here. She has
always been with him. She is always
near you, James Brood"
What - are - you :, saying?" he
gasped.
She turned YEARLY away and pointed
to the weapon on the table.
who is to use it, you or II"
He opened his mouth but uttered no
sound. His power of speech was gone.
She went on in a deadly monotone.
you intended the bullet for me. 1t Is
not too late. Kill me, il you will.
give you the first chance-take 1t. for
il you do not shall take mine"
II cannot kill you'll cannot kill
the woman who stood where you are
standing a moment ago. Matilde was
there! She was alive, do you hear
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25
Tobacco and the War.

Much as the man in the trenches
would like to smoke, he cannot smoke
nearly so many cigars and cigarettes
Is he would at home. War has cut
down very heavily the tobacco bill of
all Europe.
Uncle Sam IL one Of the biggest To-
bacco statesmen on earth, but since
the fighting began our sales Of the
weed have fallen a quarter. Measured
by our exports. the soldiers at the
front are saving $4,000 . day on
American tobacco along,
In the grand economy Of things this
reduction Of the smoke bin weighs but
tribe against the destruction else
where. 1t profteth little to saw da2,
lar on tobacco and squander q hundfSe
on powder and shot
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25

tons as to what each dress or suit or
waist requires to bring 1t up to par.
She advises as to the most becoming
styles and colors. and lists what new
garments are necessary. OF course she
regulates the expenditure according to
the pursee of her various clients.
She has made success. Many wom-
en- do not know what to wear. what
suits them best. what to put together
She tells them. She also saves them
a good deal by her cleverness in adapt.
ing what looks hopeless. She can also
tell where you should 60 for mate
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25

Blood. 1t is blood" she moaned
and for the first time since the shot
was fired her husband glanced at the
one for whom the bullet was intended
An expression of incredulity leaped
into his face, as If he could not believe
his senses. She was alive and unhurt!
His bullet had not touched her. His
brain fumbled for the explanation OF
this miracle.
Blood" she walled again, long,
shuddering word that came not from
her lips but from the very depths OF
her terror-stricken soul.
Slowly Broods mind worked out of
the maze. His shot had gone straight.
but Frederic himself had leaped into
it's path to save this miserable crea-
ture who would have damned his
soul IL life had been spared to him.
Ranjab crawled to his side, his eyes
covered with one arm. the other ex-
tended. Blindly the master felt for the
pistol, not once removing his eyes
from the pallid figure against the table.
His fingers closed upon the weapon.
Then the Hindu looked up. warned by
the strange voice that spoke to him
from the mind of his master. He saw
the arm slowly extend itself with a
sinister hand directed straight at the
unconscious figure of the woman. This
time Brood vas making sure Of his
aim-so sure that the 1.-THE Hindu
had time to spring to his feet and
grasp once more the hand that held
the weapon.
Master! Master!" he cried out.
Brood turned to look at his man in
sheer bewilderment- What could all
this mean? What was the matter with
the man?
Down, Ranjab!" he commanded In
a low, cautious tone. as he would have
used in speaking to a dog when the
game was run to earth.
There is but one bullet left, sahib. "
cried the man.
only one is required" said the mas.
ter hazily.
you have killed your son. This bull
let is for yourself"
YES! Yes! But-but she! She
lives! She"
The Hindu struck his own breast
significantly. Thy faithful servant re-
mains. sahib. Die, II thou wilt. but
leave her to Ranjab. There is but one
bullet left. 1t is for you. You must
not be here to witness the death Ran
jab. thy servant, shall inflict upon her.
Shoot myself now. If SO be it. but
spare myself the sight Of" He did
not finish the sentence, but his strong.
bony fingers went through the motion
that told more horrible etory than
words could have expressed. There
was no mistaking his meaning. He
had elected himself her exe:utioner.
A CHASTITY look of compr> .hension
fitted across Brood's face. Fur a sec
ond his mind slipped from on. dread
to another more appalling. h knew
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25

Nervousness and Inability 70 Put
Thoughts Quickly Into Speech
Responsible for Habit

Nervousness and inability to put the
thoughts quickly enough into speech
are largely responsible for the stutter-
ing habit and any child who shows
tendency to stutter should be dealt
with patiently in order to discover
whether 1t is merely habit to be
overcome or a more serious affiiction.
due to a lack Of coordination between
the muscles of the diaphragm and
ribs where one IL trying to breathe
while others are endeavoring to arti-
culate.
Teach a child to enunciate slowly
and to think what he wants to say be-
fore he tries to say 1t. Do not startie
him by ridicule or sudden Interrupt
ton. Make him start fresh when he
gets twisted up and frightened at his
inability to get out what he Is trying
to say. The knowledge that one has
difficulty in pronouncing certain words
often produces the very suffering
that one tries to avoid.
It is tremendous modification to
child and a serious drawback in every
profession In later life. so that the
confirmed sufferer IL as much to be
pitied as any other sufferer from in
trinity, for 1t really is that 1t usu-
ally develops in early childhood. prob
ably from some nervous shock or fear
when the youngster is in a run down
condition.
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25
Instructions SOUGHT.

Everybody" observes . New York
woman. Knows one or more Of those
conscientious egoists who cannot rid
themselves Of the notion that no one
can be trusted to carry out the sim
plest details Of routine work without
their personal supervision.
1T was one Of this sort who went
West. leaving in his brothers care q
parrot Of which he was very. fond.
All the way out he worried about the
bird, and at Chicago he sent his broth.
er the following telegram:
Be sure to feed the parrot
Whereupon the brother tele-
graphed back:
Have fed him, but he IL hungry
again. What shall do nextr
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25

il for. The fearsome legend about the
baleful influence of night air. IL only
another of the carefully nursed insani-
tary requests from our ancestors. &C
cording to Senior Surgeon Banks Of
the United States public health serv-
ice. Whence this superstition arose
may only be surmised. Perhaps II II
a survival of the primeval cult of sun
worship. which led the ancients to
classify as evil anything outside the
sphere of solar influence. Our forbears
were wont to caution their offspring to
BE careful about the night air." or
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25
CHAPTER XVIII.
The Shot That Failed,

two or three steps into the room. At
his back was the swarthy Hindu. his
eyes cleaning like Goals of fire in the
shadowy light.
James," fell tremulously from the
lips of Yvonne. She swayed toward
him a. Ranjab grasped his arm from
behind. Frederick saw the flash of
something bright az 1t passed from the
brown hand to the white one. He did
not at once comprehend.
1T happened once" came hoarsely
from the throat of James Brood. 1T
shall not happen again. Thank you,
Ranjab."
Then Frederic knew! The Hindu
had slipped q revolver into his mas
ter's hand!
1T gives me great pleasure, Yvonne,
to relieve you Of that damned, rotten,
worthless thing you call your life."
Az he raised his arm, Frederic
sprang forward with shout of horror.
Scarcely realizing what he did. he
hurled Yvonne violently to one side.
II was all over in the twinkling Of
an eye. There was q fash. the crash
Of an explosion. q pun of smoke and
the smell of burnt powder.
Frederic stood perfectly still for an
instant, facing the soft cloud that rose
from the pistol barrel. an expression
Of vague amaxement in his face. Then
his hand went uncertainty to his
breast
Already James Brood had seen the
red blotch that spread with incredible
swiftness-blood red against the
snowy white Of the broad shirt bosom
Glaring with wide-open eyes at the
horrid spot. he stood there with the
pistol still levelled in a petrified hand
Good God. father, you've-why.
you've" struggled from Frederic's
writing lips. and then his knees
sagsed; an instant later they gave way
: with rush and he dropped heavily to
the floor.
There was not q sound In the room.
Suddenly Brood made q movement
quick and spasmodic. At the same IN
slant Ranjab flung himself forward
and grasped his masters arm. He
had turned the revolver upon himself!
The muzxle was almost at his temple
when the Hindu seized his hand in q
grip Of iron.
"Sahib! Sahib!" he Kissed. What
would you dor" Wrenching the weapon
from the stif1. unresisting fingers. he
hurled It across the room.
my Cod" groaned 3rood. His tall
body swerved forward. but his legs re-
fused to carry him. The Hindu caught
him a. he was sinking Imply to his
knees. With a tremendous effort of
the will. Brood succeeded in conquer.
ing the black Inconsistencies that
was assailing him. He Strengthened
mp to his full height, and with trem-
bling fingers pointed to the PROSTATE
figure on the floor. THE pistol. Ran.
jab! Where il It? Give It me! Man,
man. can l live after that? I have
killed my sonny own son! Quick.
mani"
"Sahib!" cried the Hindu. wringing
his hands. Il cannot! l cannot"
Il command you! The pistol"
Without . word the Hindu. fatalist,
slave. pagan that he was. turned to do
his masters bidding. 1t was not for
him to say nay. it was not for him to
oppose the will Of the master. but to
obey.
All this time. Yvonne was crouching
against the table. her Mortified gaze
upon the great red blotch that grew to
terrible proportions as she watched.
She had not moved. she had not
breathed. she had not taken her hands
from her ears where she had placed
them at the sound Of the explosion.
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25

Frederic. It was IN accident In that
respect Thank you for what you would
do. It isn't necessary, old pals. The
story that Ranjab tells must stand for
the time being. Later Orwell. may
write my own story and give 1t to the
world"
Write IT." said Mr.. Dawes. and
Brood nodded his head slowly. signih'
cantly.
"Oh, Jim, you-you mustn't DO that!"
groaned Mr.. Dawes. appalled,. foe
amt such coward a. to do that"
There was one bullet left in the re-
volver. Ranjab advised me to save IL
for myself. He's . thoughtful fel'
low" said Brood. 1T has been 70
moved, of course. but"
"Jim," said Mr.. Riggs. squaring HIM
self. its too lad that you didn't hit
what you shot a."
"Jim," interrupted Mr.. Riggs. ignor'
ing his comrada. Il see she's going to
nurse Freddy. Well, sir, II ! was you.
I'd"
cro BE CoNTINUED)
Tensas gazette. [volume] (St. Joseph, La.) 1886-current, 1915-06-25

Although glanders has for soma
time been . wholly preventable dis
ease. $500 horses died Of It in New
York city in the last I'VE years. oc-
casioning a money loss Of over q mil.
lion dollars. Chambers. says the New
York Medical Journal, ID transmitted
directly from animal to animal BY con-
tact or inhalation or through skin
abrasions. and indirectly by infected
harness and food. and. most frequent
ly Of all. It IL believed. by means OF
public drinking troughs and black
smith shops.