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Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1915-11-02

The wotld's champion typewriter,
Miss Margaret B. Owen, maintained her
title in a contest in New York last Mon
day, and won the $1,000 trophy which
goes with Il. For an hour she maintain
ed an average of 1856 words a minute,
against her previous championship rec
ord of 1872 words. While the speed is
so terrific as to be interesting, there is
another feature of interest to the con-
test. Why, if she already held the
pionship, should she want TO better
her record? Champions of the prize
ring rest content on their laurels until
they are challenged and have to defend
their title, and the same is true in most
other lines Of contest. If the $1,000
trophy won by Miss Owen was cold cash
the news dispatch does not state-she
may have done well to earn it. But if it
was highly ornamental more-Or-less-
silver cup, there may be a chance for
question.
Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1915-11-02

Our Confidence.
A Farmers Bank Account.
Bishop Fur Robes, etc.
Overcoats.
u. l.. Merchant X Co.
Wool Dresses.
Stoves, Ranges, Heaters.
Many of the People Don't Know.
Novelties In Wood, etc.
Probate appointment.
For Sale
Paris Trust Co. Statement.
Lost
Horse to Let.
Lost.
Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1915-11-02
Coming Events.
NEW ADVERTISEMENTS.

Nov. 25-Thanksglving
Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1915-11-02

Forestry officials have discovered a
Douglas fir in Washington which is esti'
mated to be at least 1850 years old, and
il this estimate is correct, they say it is
a very Methuselah of trees. II that is
a Methuselah, what Of those seQuoias
which we are assured were thriftily
growing in the days of Julius Caesar?
Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1915-11-02

Judge Connolly of the Cumberland
Superior Court has suggested reform
In divorce procedure, in the form of a
series of questions to be answered by the
libelant in an uncontested case before a
hearing is held. Some years ago the
Democrat suggested as possible bene-
fit the establishment of court official
who should be sort of cross-exsminer
in uncontested divorce cases-not neces-
sarily to oppose the divorce or disturb
the equsnimity of the witnesses, but
merely to get all the facts as fully as
possible. 1t seems as If such an ar
rangement might at least throw acme
light upon the divorce situation.
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New subscriptions received at th
office.
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week after their entrance they were
returned, cured.
Mr.. Towns method has been free
ly given TO the public through the
medical journals.
The book has an introduction by
DR.. Richard G. Cabot, OF Boston. and
an appendix essay on the subject
by Alex. Lambert. OF New York.
Jack London In on Molokai. Ha-
waiian islands, In the leper colony.
gathering material for a new book.
His last book dealt with the mis-
sionary question on the islands and
was a scathlng arraignment OF the
white man. who had introduced
liquor to a simple. peaceful. poetical
people, whose only fault was lack
OF greed. Nature yielded plentiful
supplies without much effort on
their part, the climate was warm
and equable and they had never
had reason for excessive ex.
ertion. With the white man came
the Chinese coolie TO do his work,
and II was through him that leprosy
appeared on the island.
What no, Help! Pirates THE
Sea Hawk by Rafael Sabatini
starts out with few murders. al
| for honor's sake, In Merrie England
(which must have been ''merrie" In
spite OF, not because OF. her Cheerful
history, and we get terribly mixed
up In Affairs and find ourselves or
the Mediterranean. where things JUS
happen. without pause All this a.
the time the Virgin Queen was keep
ing her admirers on tenter hooks
chopping of head now and thef
to crafty her natural womanly van
ity. on the very spot where the,
shot the German spy the other day
This In what you'd call "brav,
tale" and the man OF today who hal
learned how 10 split moral hair
might like q day on and read II. IL
stimulating and. In the main. good
Lippincott. Philadelphia, publisher
Mathematics and theology neve
The Detroit times., 1915-08-09
By ]. b.
Harris
Burland
James Treverton. Esy..
The Manor House.
Novu M IN Veruev

Compton verney.
For q few seconds he stared at II.
his left hand holding up the lip OF
the boz. his right still gripping his
pen. Then he laid the pen down on
the table. picked up the letter and
closed the box.
His face was very pale. but there
was no fear In his eyes. He slowly
tore open the envelope, drew out q
stamped sheet Of his own notepapei
his wife always used . shade OF
pale blue with . black crest on 1t
and read the contents. They ran a.
follows:
Dear JIM don't know when you
will ind this. but you will doubtless
look for something OF the sort when
you hear from the Mowbrays that
did not dine with them tonight.
rive gone on with the man ! love.
and you are not likely to see me
again. as we shall not return to
England for some years. and long be-
fore then you will have got rid OF
me and forgotten my existence. You
will probably be too busy making
some other woman miserable to
keep any place in your thoughts for
me.
I'm heartily glad to be rid Of you
and I've no doubt. as you read this
letter. you will dance and sing with
Joy. thought l could hold out until
you had kicked over the traces your
self. But you're cunning devil
and fortune has been on your side
I'd have stuck to my guns II Capt
Haig had not been going to leave
England. That broke me down-not
your brutality.
well. I won't waste any more ink
on you. when you bring an action
shan't defend II. don't quite
know the proceedings when the
guilty parties are inaccessible. but
doubtless you will ind out. Neither
nor Dick intend to put any obsta
Gle in your path. Goodbye. and Coo
help any woman that is tied to you
Alice Treverton."
He folded up the letter. laid II
down on the table and looked at II
for q few seconds. Then he picked
II up and read 1t through again. HI,
face was calm. his lips tightly press
ed together. There was neither 10!
nor sorrow in his eyes.
II tried my best TO stop this" III
said to himself. when ne had pc
rused the letter for the second time
God knows I tried my best"
The darkness swept down again
but the picture still remained. vivi'
and sharp. In the retina OF the eye
A minute later there was long rol
Of thunder. The storm Was passin
away.
| 1T must do something" h
thought. II can't sit here and d.
nothing"
He rose to his feet. drank the n
mainder OF his brandy and soda. an
thrust the letter into his pocke
Then he closed the window and ran
the bell.
rs Edwards In the Kitchen" b
asked the servant, when she entere
the room.
Eyes, sir; he be just going on I
bed"
Tell him to put the horse into tn
carriage" said Treverton sharpl!
II want to 60 to the station"
Tonight, SIR"
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\ ~
trade"
He raised q fine old silver tankard
to his lips. and drank the remnant
OF the pint OF beer that he allowed
himself for his evening meal. Then
he rose from his chair and made his
way into the drawing room. A sons
lay open on the piano. and he looked
NJ IL. The words were passionate
ridiculous. He turned to the title
page and saw his wife's name writ.
ten in a big. sprawling handwriting.
THAT brute Haig." he thought.
well. dare say he would tame her
If | let him have the chance"
Outside OF the house the rain
poured down steadily. The wind had
dropped. and the air seemed very
close and still One OF the windows
was open, and the sound OF the rain
pattering on a shrub underneath the
sill was Irritating and monotonous
When half an hour had elapsed q
flash OF lightning III up the white
easement curtains. and few sec
onds later there was a long rumble
OF thunder. Treverton rose from his
chair and drew aside the small cur
tain over the window.
"She won't return tonight" he
said 10 himself She will sleep ~
the Mowbrays."
~, x..a, nr,c,;ealIv cartaiu This
Mowbrays had a motor car and could
easily have driven their guest home
But Alice would not allow them to
do this. She would stay thereto
irritate him and make people tall
of his brutality She was doubtless
looking forward 10 the scene await
ing her on her return.
Something Is going TO happen TO
night" ha thought. Something. ter
rible-something that will shadow
my whole life"
Then he laughed at his own fears
What disaster could happen! So faI
from fearing death he would vel
come IL. His wife might go on with
Haig: that would mean scandal
a period OF shame. a grave dishonol
to his name.
But It could hardly be reckoned al
a disaster that would shadow hi
whole life. This was something lest
grim and terrible. He shivered ir
spite OF the heat; he was cold ant
sick with physical fear. II was use
less for him TO laugh at his owl
fancies. He knew that he wa.
afraid
I'D better get TO bed" he sale
aloud. when q few minutes hat
elapsed. He rose from his chat
and. crossing the room to 6 small IA
BILE. mixed himself q strong brand.
and soda. He raised the glass Il
his lips. drank half the contents an
then seated himself at his writinl
able.
He had Just remembered a lette
he had TO write. There was only on
post q day from the village-at 4:3
but the postman who brought tn
delivery In the morning was willin
to take letters into the post town o
his bicycle to catch the IL o'cioc
mail.
He took q stamped sheet OF mote
paper from q drawer. dipped his pc
in the ink and then opened a carve
oak box in which he kept the letter
he had received and had not answeI
ed. On the top Of the pile lay a
envelope addressed to him in hi
wife's handwriting:
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THE AVALANCHE"

Il shall be ready for II In 10 min
uter-when have changed my
clothes"
He made his way upstairs to his
bedroom. looked at himself In the
glass and laughed.
mo wonder the girl was scared. "
he said TO himself. II look like a
hunted criminal
! He fung himself OF his muddy
I clothes and dressed for dinner. His
meals as likely as not consisted OF a
chop. fried potatoes and a milk pud'
ding. Often, when his wife was not
In, 1t was less than that. At the
/ best OF times they lived very poorly
/ In those days OF poverty. But James
Treverton always dressed for dinner.
II was link with the old days when
he had been something better than
q farmer
The chop was execrably cooked
gray, tough and indigestible; the
potatoes were burnt to a cinder and
there was no pudding. Treverton
made no comment on the slender
ness OF the meal. He was not hun
cry. and IL he had been there was
plenty OF bread and cheese. There
had been a time when he was partic'
u.sr. even fastidious. about his food.
But re never gave IL thought In
/ these days He was in prison and
was content with prison fare.
/ Twill you have some bread and
! cheese, SIR saio the servant as she
removed his plate.
mo. thank you. Anuie," he an
swered quietly.
Nothing more. sir?"
Nothing. thank you
She left the room. and tolI the
cook that there was something
queer about master-not hisself al
all" James Treverton. left to his
own thoughts. lit a cigarette and
smiled srimly.
The contrast between the meal
and its setting seemed to amuse him
| The fine old silver. the valuable
glass, the large paneled room. the
portraits Of his ancestors--two oil
them by Romney-suggested. IL not
wealth. at any rate fair share OF
this worlds goods. Without doubt
they represented money. and the
pictures alone could have been solo
for 10000 pounds.
| To these things, the possessions
OF his ancestors, he chung as though
they represented the last shred ol
his honor. The old house, the few
acres of land that surrounded II. the
furniture. the silver. the pictures
the books-these were all that were
left to show that the Trevertons haC
once been great folk in the land.
Two generations of spendthrift.
had brought them down from theil
! high estate before James Trevert or
inherited the property. His grand
father had lived at verney Hall. ant
in those days the manor house. thu
original home of the race. had beer
occupied by a farmer. His father
had lived at the lower house, ia
cobean building that had come int
the family through a marriage with
the Lacys. Now the dover house
had been sold, and this alone re
. manned
"A farmer" said Treverton to him
/ self. leaning back in his chair. ant
| looking at a large portrait OF Ire
verton, who had been lord chief Jus
tice of England In the reign o
Queen Anne. land not good farme
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with . little cry Of horror.
"Mr. Treverton." she stammersd.
you must have made . mistake
am sure-Capt. Haig-"
lis tho soul Of honor. Of course"
he interrupted. IAN ofhcer and a gen
tleman. But my wife has gone on
with him. and has left q letter to
that effect"
For q few moments there was o.
lence. Mowbray glanced At his wife
and then looked denantly at Trever-
ton.
well. it's your own fault" he said
| after q pause.
"very likely" Treverton answered
drily. but perhaps you will answer
my questions. Where did Capt. HaiS
say that he was going TOT"
London" said Mrs. Mowbray.
well. ~ my husband says. It's your
own fault. know very we'll how
you've treated her. heard from her
this evening"
"You heard from herr"
"Yes. She sent me q note TO say
that she couldn't come to dinner
that she was too upset-that she'd
had another scene with you-that
you'd threatened to kill her.
"Pshaw! said Treverton. con-
temptuously. who brought you the
note?"
Young Davis--the son OF the
blacksmith
where did she meet him!"
81 don't know. didn't ask"
"Show me the letter"
Certainly not. But when you
bring an action against them I'll
produce It,"
Irsverton looked at her for . few
seconds without speaking. Then he
turned on his heel and lefs TIE room.
An hour later he found younG
Davis aad frightened the tie out OF
him. He learned that the 10y had
met his wife q mile out Of the VII
lage, near the Holt Woods and that
she was walking In the direction Of
Fairvtew.
When she had given him the note
abe turned back. Davis had seen
nothing Of motor car or even heard
the sound Of one In the distance.
The time. so far "a the lad could
remembered. was about half-past SIX.
Treverton made further inquiries.
and Il was past midnight when hs
returned home. He made his way
to the library. flung himself into q
chair and leaned back In II with
closed eyes.
Hour after hour he set there. MAX
ing ND the accounts between himself
and his wife. weighing everything
carefully, setting this one on one
side Of the score and that on the
other. IN
"PeYhaps n I had been kinder to
her." he kept saying to himself
Perhaps II I had forgiven her more
often: perhaps II sybil had NOT
come into my life"
He judged himself without mercy
and threw q fierce light on every
past Yord and action. He had moi
, been perfect. What man was per
, feet? He had tried hard. had borne
mucn. had suffered intensely.
, And now" he thought. ~ tn
gray dawn showed through . chinH
= In the easement curtain. "it In al
, over. Nothing I can door say
can make any difference. God alone
\ can Judge between US"
I CONTINUED Tomorrow
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/ held his cigarette trembled.
| zone Of these days" he said SLOW
IL. Il may turn on you"
.strike me. perhaps" she ieered'
~peat me. as q laborer beats his
| Wife" -
-No.- he answered quietly. kill
you"
She screamed with laughter. anc
then. as she looked at his face her
laughter died away into silence,
XIII YOU" he repeated slowly
and then kill myself. You'd better
be careful. Alice. When stream
has been damned up and the dam
breaks--well. IL often sweeps away
everything
She laughed Historically. Bravo,
abe cried. you've threatened to
kill me-I1l tell everyone that How
they will laugh. Pshaw. you're toe
fond OF your own life
"Of course | am" he said dryiy
"Well. I don't think we need pro
long this ridiculous scene. ! have
some letters to write before the post
goes out"
.Can l have the carriage to go 70
the Mowbrays for dinner"
mo: / have told Edwards II Is
not to 90 out II he disobeys me
he'll be dismissed"
She looked at him for few sec
linda without speaking. Then she
turned on her heel and left the room
banging the door behind her.
James Treverton sat motionless
| for more than q minute. Then he
rose from his chair. and walking tc
the window. looked out across the
lawns. II was raining hard. and the
trees that separated the garden from
| the meadows beyond bent and shiv
cred In the wind.
| Again and again he had been driv
en- almost to the verge OF madness
one day the stake of his reason and
-self-control would snap in two, and
| he would break. Broken In spirit ne
| was already. but he had not lost con
troll.
.She wants me TO play into hei
hands," he thought-"to strike her
| to put myself in the wrong. Well.
may strike her one of these days"
He lit his pipe and leaned forward
| In his chair, with his elbows resting
on his knees. and his chin on hi:
hands. His mind went back into the
past, travelling swiftly through tho
years.
How clearly he saw 1t all. thu
Icruel hand Of destiny gripping hin
and dragging him downward, eve
downward, and then pointing up q
u freedcm-And hishonor.
II vas barely year ago that h
!. had met Sibyi I.owther. Her mothe'
, Ia widow. had taken verney Hall o
: Q seven years lease. Sibyl was a
only child, and . great heiress- Sh
. was rs and fortune-hunters swarme
around her. From the very nrs
. James Treverton had been attracte
| BY both mother and daughter.
II Both he and his wife had been FRI
. quent visitors to the house and q
intimacy had sprung up between tn
two families. For little while Tr'
; verton had basked in the sunshin
J Of sympathy and friendship. The
) Alice Treverton had made q scent
and the house had been closed I
them forever. But pttle while ha
been long enough for friendship o
Treverton's part to ripen into low
/ He was an honorable man. and me-
The Detroit times., 1915-08-09
A Serial Mystery Story OF
Absorbing Interest
yes. At once. Look sharp"

| Yes. 1t once. Look sharp"
"But. air"
look sharp. l tell you." he said
nercely.
The girl left the room. and Trevor
ton. opening one Of the drawers Of
his writing table. took out . revolver
and placed II in his pocket.
mo. sir" said the station master
capt. Hais hasn't been here to
night"
"Nor my wife!"
"No. sir"
Are you sure,"
The station master stroked his
gray beard and looked 1t Treverton
with q pushed expression In his old
blue eyes.
I'm quite sure. sir"
"You haven't seen either OF them
all day. eh!"
mo, sir"
Treverton turned sharply on his
heel and re-entered the carriage.
"Drivs to the Mowbrays." he sait
to the coachman. "and drive quick.
The carriage rolled on along thu
road. The storm had passed away
and the stArs shone in . still. cleal
sky. But far away In the distancs
the thunder muttsred among thu
hills on the other side Of the valley
''Of course he wasn't likely to 81
by train" thought Trevertou. HI
had not expected TO hear any news
Of Haig or his wife 1t the station
Haig had lo-horsepower Limousine
car. and would naturally make us'
Of IL under the circumstances. HI
would be independent of railway
and time tables. Il would take hin
wherever he chose TO 60.
When he reached Fairview, Q hid
eous red.brick villa. built by Mr.
Mowbray. q retired stock broker. OF
a piece OF land that originally be
longed to the Trevertons, he va
shown into the drawing room. Meth
er Mr.. Mowbray nor his wife ros'
from their chairs to greet him. TIL
stock broker nodded and said. "Hel
TO-" and his wife. . fat. over-dresse'
woman OF so. laughed unpleasantly
"a bit late for dinner. aren't you!
she said.
Trevertou came straight to tn
point.
where In Haig!" he Querisd.
Gone" said Mowbray. Hell b
sorry 20 have missed you"
when did he so!"
| About g."
where was he going TOT"
Mrs. Mowbray flushed. Really
NJ. Treverton." she said. ''one woul
think we were In the witness box.
Where was he going to-" Trevel
ton repeated sternly.
Mrs. Mowbray burst into a peal {
laughter.
, "Oh, I see." she said. rocking
and fro in her chair with merrimen
"You've found out"
She paused, and her husband ros
TO his feet He was a small. thi
man. with a very red face.
What's all this nonsense"
said harshly. What do you mea
by II. Ell? won't have you bluste
ing and hectoring herein m
house"
Treverton smiled grimly. IN
wife," he said. has gone on Wit
. Capt. Haig. II Is not unnatural TIL
In should want to ind them"
Mra MowbrAy rose TO her fe,
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leonic wars alone. "Decrepitude In
a nation" says Prof Jordon. lis not
due to age but war" A fact not gen.
orally known to Americans 10 that
the people OF Alsace-Lorraine have
always been what 10 known a. sec
ond-class Germans" never having
been accorded the dignity OF full cit
ixenship.
war and the Progress OF So
ciety." by Prof. I. w. Houerth.
starties US with this quotation: The
stationary condition Of the human
race IL the rule; the progressive, the
exception"
How the United States adjusted
itself to changed conditions In the
world OF commerce during the last
year, IN briefly and ably told In q
short article in The New Republic.
Everyone was frightened. and every.
one, the banks included. reefed their
sails. Everyone thought the war
would have q disastrous effect upon
the industries Of this country. How
we have come back to the normal
and righted ourselves after this
near.panic Ii given In q nutshell and
IL OF interest to al.
The present activity In England In
regard to negotiations with neutral
countries with reference TO their
shipping. shows us. the danger Of be-
Ing q party to any such course, for It
might, in the future. initiate greatly
AGAINST the United States. Norman
Angel explains the situation fully In
"A New Kind of War"
More about the Scott Nearing
case, which seems to be stirring the
Americans n did Ferrer the Span.
iards q few years ago. Both were
progressives and both encountered
opposition from the conservative
moneyed class. Fortunately. Scot,
Nearing cannot be sacrificed. ~ wss
Ferrer.
| The crops In Europe are said 10
be very bountiful. the Review OF Re
Il - ~. a.. ~>~~~Safa~ a 0ArxnS n
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B OOKS

49, Tweedle takes . shaw
klifU6o when. in her new
D 1i1eGatss to woman the
~ peoDeos. Certainly she has
70 - esrtainly man has .
~ sofase which perhaps she
Ilks vssy well. whether
(Dosessln words or not IL
611y q fttls sccount. She IL
~ : man h the matrimo-
llminar1es almost anyday.
Ieoety Goasrally - clay on the
y vAo6l and she knows II.
e - has proposed since
nAL though W have no rec.
nsa ~ World over" Geo.
.n. pahlishsr. New York.
4:
avo fsad one Of Mrs. J. =.
1>to mngllsh novels. which
;nn won't % Rad another.
No Aas sseu the quaint,
- t0Wns she dsscribss
l1ny honsse and crooked
11A ~ inevitable church
~ ~ chimes near By
- 49, A. HhapFn ~ n al
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about this subtle, tactful work.
Geo. Fl. Doran, New York.
A novel In the form OF a beautiful
allegory. (rather a romance) Ia "Al.
adore" by Henry Newbott Sir
Ywair leaves his worldly goods and
goes out into the world as a pill
grim seeking, as all pilgrims have
sought. for the thing which makes
life worth while. He finds 1t In the
Realm OF the Spirit, among the
things which EYE hath not seen
nor ear heard"
r. p. Dutton. New York.
A walk around the courts of the
Panama exposition with one OF its
architects to explain and answer all
your questions before you asked
them. would be p rare privilege. and
that Is what John d. Barry purports
to give us in his "City OF Domes."
The book is filled with fine illustra.
lions. with paragraphs OF explana.
ton attached.
Epicureanism In literature In how
the Book OF Preferences in Litera
ture" Is described by an admIrer
We usually want to choose our own
literary food and taboo club break
fasts and table d'hote dinners, bu,
II is pleasant and interesting "a
know what others like and enjoy II
with them. whether we altogether
| agree or not.
r. p. Dutton. New York.
The Century Co. has published
Charles p. Towns book, Habits
That Handicap" Mr.. Town Is the
originator OF the anti-drug legisla
ton In New York state. and hal
been conducting q clinic for a ma
tionai committee interested In pris
on reform subjects. A few years
ago. he successfully treated 1000
Chinese for opium. Henry Ford re
Gently sent ave alcoholic and drul
users to New York to take the
Town treatment with q view Il
using Il IN his new hospital. A