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The Hays free press. [volume] (Hays, Kan.) 1908-1924, 1915-05-29

published first time May 1, 1850
Notice Of Meeting Of Board of Eguali-
cation.
AS provided by Chap. 323 of Session
Laws of 1913, notice is hereby given
that the county board of equalization of
Ellis County will meet in the Office of
the County Clerk in Hays, Ellis County,
Kansas, on Monday, the 18th day of
May, 1915: Said law provides: 1.-THE
board shall hear and determine any
complaint made by any taxpayer as to
the assessment and valuation of any
property in the county which may be
made to the board by the owner of such
property or his agent or attorney. The
session of the board shall be limited in
length to ten days, during which time
the board may adjourn from time to
time as may be necessary, and after the
expiration of the ten days the board
shall adjourn TO time at least ten DAYS
after such adjournment, when it shall
again re-convene for the purpose of
hearing complaints from persons who
have been notified by the county clerk
of pending changes In their valuations,
but such adjourned session shall not
continue for more than three days,
after which the board shall adjourn sine
die, which adjournment must be taken
on or before the 10th day of June, or If
such days shall fall on Sunday, then
such final adjournment shall be taken
on the 18th day of June and the board
shall have no authority to be in session
thereafter; and after such final adjourn
ment the board shall not change the
assessed valuation of the property Of
any person or reduce the aggregate
amount of the assessed valuation of the
taxable property of the county"
Signed and dated at Hays, Kansas,
April q, 1916. GEO. q. Brown,
(SEALl County Clerk.
m1t3
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Ruehanan's Fund for Charity.

One of the few funds, If not the only
one, left for charity by a president OF
the United States, Is used in Lancas-
ter, Pa, for buying coal for the
poor at Christmas and for other good
uses The fund was left By President
buchanan, who was a resident ef Ian
caster, and the income nop sncants
to about ts,ooe 3 year.
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Alarm shouts At RuroIar

Axel Stahl of Chicago has Just re-
ceived patent on a burglar alarm
that has as its essential a talking ma
chine. This may be loaded with a
record bearing such remarks as its
owner would ike to have made 10 q
burglar who enters by door or win
dow. So, the thief viii be greeted
with words that viii at least tend to
startle him
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The Hays free press. [volume] (Hays, Kan.) 1908-1924, 1915-05-29

To patrons of the Mcpherson Hal
Insurance Co. of Mcpherson, Kansas
also all others interested in protecting
your crops against hail; if our agent:
fail to call on you, by phoning me a
the Free Press office, phone No. II,
shall be pleased to come out and SET
you. D. NJ. HALE,
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the dining-room window. IL was q sly.
covert though intensely eager look
that he directed at another window far
below. II he hoped for some sign Of
life in his fathers study he was TO be
disappointed The curtains hung
straight and motionless. He would
have denied the charge that he longed
to see Yvonne sitting in the easement.
waiting to watt a sign of greeting up
TO him. and yet he was conscious Of
feeling OF disappointment. even an
noyance
With considerable adroitness Lydia
engaged his attention at the piano.
Keyed up as she was, his every emo
ton was plain to her perceptions. She
had anticipated the motive that led
him to the window, She knew that
that he could do to prevent She walt
ed humbly for the thing to happen,
pain in her heart. and when her read
ing proved true. she was prepared to
combat its effect. Music was her only
ally.
How does II go. Freddy-the thing
you were playing before breakfast"
She was trying TO pick up the elusive
air. ut is such a fascinating, ador.
able thing. Is this right?"
He came over and stood beside her.
His long, slim fingers Joined hers on
the keyboard. and the sensuous strains
OF the waltz responded to his touch.
He smiled patiently as she struggled
to repeat what he had played. The
fever Of the thing took hold OF him at
last. as she had known II would.
Leaning over her shoulder, his cheek
quite close to hers, he played. Her
hands dropped into her lap. Finally
sat down beside her. He was absorbed
in the undertaking. His brow cleared.
His smile was happy, eager one.
ITS tricky thing, Lyddy." he said.
enthusiastically. "but you'll get It.
Now, listen"
For an hour they sat there. master
and pupil, sweetheart and lover, and
the fear was less in the heart OF one
when. tiring at last. the other con
tentedly abandoned the role Of task
master and threw himself upon the
couch, remarking as he stretched him
self In luxurious ease:
Il like this, Lyddy. | wish you
didn't have to go over there and dig
away at that confounded journal.
like this so well that. pom my soul.
I'd enjoy loafiEg here with you the
whole day long"
Her heart leaped. you shall have
your wish. Freddy" she said, barely
able to conceal the note of eagerness
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tonight that you are not sure that
you really love him. You"
She stopped him with a quick ges-
ture. Her eyes we're smoldering.
Where is he? Gone away with her?
Go and look, do"
They're in the hall. shall take
her home, never fear. fancy he's try
ing to explain your inslnuating-"
She turned on him furiously. Are
you lecturing me? What tempest in
a teapot"
"Lydia's as good as gold. She"
Then take her home at once"
sneered Yvonne. This is no place
for her."
Frederic paled. You're not trying
to say that my father would-Good
Lord. Yvonne. you must be crazyl
Why. that is impossible! If--if |
thought" He clinched his fists and
glared over his shoulder. missing the
queer little smile, that fitted across
her face.
"You do love her. then" she said.
her voice suddenly soft and caressing.
He stared at her in complete bewil-
derment.
'I-I-Lord. you gave me a shock!"
He passed his hand across his moist
forehead. 1T can't be so. Why. the
very thought of IT."
II suppose | shall have to apologize
to LYDIA" said she. calmly. Your faith
ther will exact 1t of me. and | shall
obey. Well, am sorry. How does
1t sound. coming from me7 4 am
sorry, Lydia Do say It prettily?"
II don't understand you at all.
Yyonne. l adore you. and yet, by
heaven. IL actually believe l hated
you Just now. Listen to me: I've been
treating Lydia vilely for a long, long
time, but-she's the finest, best, dear
est girl In the world. You-even you,
Yvonne-shall not utter a word
against"
"Ai-e! What heroicsl" she cried
ironically. you are splendid when
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sYNoPsIs.

IN Gle New York home OF James Brood.
his son, Frederic, receives wireless
from him. Frederic tells Lydia Des-
mond. his fiancee, that the message an
nounces his fathers marriage, and orders
Mrs. Desmond. the housekeeper and
Lydia's mother 10 prepare the house for
an immediate home coming. Brood AID
his bride arrive. She wins Frederic's lik-
ing at first meeting. Brood shows dislike
and veiled hostility to his son. Lydia and
Mrs. Brood met In the jade-room, where
Lydia works as Brood's secretary. Mrs.
Brood Is startled by the appearance OF
Ranjab, Broods Hindu servant. She
makes changes in the household and gains
her husbands consent to send Mrs. Des-
mond and Lydia away. She fascinates
Frederic. She begins to fear Ranjab In
his uncanny appearances and disappear
onces, and Frederic. remembering his
fathers East Indian stories and firm be-
lief In magic. fears unknown evil. Ram
jab performs feats OF magic for Dawes
and Riggs Frederic's father, Jealous, un-
Justly orders his son from the dinner table
as drunk. Brood tells the story OF RAM
tab's life to his guests. "He killed a wom-
an" who was unfaithful to him. Yvonne
plays with Frederic's infatuation for her.
Her husband warns her that the thing
must not go on She tells him that he
still loves his dead wife, whom he drove
from his home. through her. Yvonne.
Yvonne plays with Brood. Frederic and
Lydia as with figures on a chess board.
Brood. madly Jealous, tells Lydia that
Frederic is not his son.
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CHAPTER discontinued.

"And now, Mr.. Brood. may ask why
you have always intended to tell me
this dreadful thing?" she demanded,
her eyes cleaning with a fierce. accusS
ing light
He stared. "Doesn't-doesn't II put
a different light on your estimate of
him? Doesn't 1t convince you that he
is not worthy Of"
mo! thousand times mol" she
cried 81 love him. II he we're to ask
me to be his wife tonight would re-
joice-oh, would rejoicel Someone
is coming. Let me say this to you, MIR.
Brood: You have brought Frederic
up as butcher fattens the calves and
swine he prepares for slaughter. You
are waiting for the hour to come
when you can kill his very soul with
the weapon you have held over him
for so long. waiting, waiting. waiting!
In Gods name, what has he done that
you should want to strike him down
after all these years? 1t is in my heart
to curse you, but somehow | feel that
you are a curse to yourself. ! will not
say that | cannot understand how you
feel about everything. You have suf.
fered. know you have. and IL am
sorry for you. And knowing how Bit
ter life has been for you, implore you
to be merciful to him who is inno-
cent"
The man listened without the slight
est change of expression. The lines
seemed deeper about his eyes, that
was all. But the eyes we're bright
and as hard as the steel they resem-
bled.
you would marry him?"
'Yes, yes!"
Knowing that he is a scoundrel?"
How dare you say that, Mr..
Brood?"
Because" said he levelly. "he
thinks he is my son." Voices we're
heard on the stairs. Frederic's and
Yvonne's. "He Is coming now, my
DEAR" he went on and then, after a
pause fraught with Significance. "and
my wife is with him."
Lydia closed her eyes as II in dire
pain. A dry sob was in her throat.
A strange thing happened to Brood.
the man of iron. Tears suddenly
rushed to his eyes.
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Coed Lord. that was cicse," cried
Frederic. "CnsTs was no sign OF
storm when we came in--just a steady
gentle spring rain"
Il am frightened" shuddered
Yvonne, wide-eyed with fear. DO you
think"
There came another deafening crash
The glare filled the room with bril-.
liant, greenish hue. Ranjab was
standing at the window. holding the
curtains apart while he peered upward
across the space that separated them
from the apartment building beyond
the court
Take me home. Fredericl" cried
Lydia, frantically. She ran toward
the door
Il will come" he. exclaimed, as they
raced down the stairs. Don't be
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CHAPTER XII.
The Day Between.

tHc cdJ oCtWcCUs
Frederic opened his eyes at the
sound. OF gentle. persistent tapping
on the bedroom door. Resting on his
elbow. he looked blankly, wonderingly
about the room and-remembered II
was broad daylight The knocking
continued. He dreamed on. his blink
ing eyes still seeking out the dainty.
Lydialike treasures in the enchanted
room.
"Frederic! Get up! IT'S nine
o'clock Or will you have your break
fast In bed. sir?' II was Lydia who
spoke. assuming a fine Irish brogue in
imitation of their little maid OF all
work.
"T'll have to. unless my clothes have
come over?"
They are here. Now. do hurry"
He sprang out OF bed and bounded
across the room. She passed the gar
ments through the partly opened
door
He was artistic, temperamental.
Such as he have not the capacity for
haste when there is the slightest op-
portunity to dream and dawdle. He
was a full quarter OF an hour taking
his tub and another was consumed In
getting into his clothes. He sailed
forth In great haste at nine-thirty-fi Ave
and was extremely proud OF himself.
although unshaved.
His first act. after warmly greeting
Mrs. Desmond. was to sit down at the
piano. Hurriedly he played a few
jerky, broken snatches OF the haunt
ing air he had heard the night before.
I've been wondering II could re-
member It," he apologized as he fol.
lowed them into the dining groom.
Whats the matter. Lydia? Didn't
you sleep we'll? Poor old girl. was a
beast to deprive you of your bed"
II have mean headache. that's
all." said the girl. quickly. He noticed
the dark circles under her eyes. and
the queer expression, as OF trouble, In
their depths. 1T will go as soon as
I've had my coffee"
Night with its wonderful sensations
was behind them. Day revealed the
shadow that had fallen. They uncon
seiously shrank from It and drew back
into the shelter of their own misgiv
wings. The joyous abandon OF the
night before was dead. over its grave
stood the specter of unrest. leering.
When he took her In his arms later
on, and kissed her, there was not the
shadow OF a doubt In the mind OF
either that the restraining influence
OF a condition over which they had nc
control was there to mock their en-
deavor te. be natural. They kissed al
through a veil They were awake once
more, and they were wary. uncon
| vinced. The answer TO their questions
came in the kiss itself. and constraint
fell upon them.
Drawn by an impulse that had beer
struggling within him for some time
| Frederic found himself standing q
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Il am a little tired" stammered
Lydia. I'VE are working so hard. you
know. In order to finish the"
Brood interrupted. his tone sharp
and inclsive. "The end is In sight
We're bit feverish over It. sup
pose. You see, my dear, we have just
escaped captivity in Lhasa. It was a
bit thrilling, fancy. But we've
stopped for the night"
so | perceive" said Yvonne.
touch of insolence in her voice. you
stopped. | dare say, when you heard
the vulgar world approaching the in.
ner temple. That is what you broke
into and desecrated, wasn't it?"
The inner temple at Lhasa." he
said. coldly.
Certainly. The place you we're
escaping from when we came in"
1t was clear to all OF them that
Yvonne was piqued, even angry. She
deliberately crossed the room and
threw herself upon the couch, an act
so childish, so disdainful that for a
full minute no one spoke, but stared
at her. each with different emotion
Lydia's eyes were flashing. Her lips
parted, but she withheld the angry
words that rose to them. Brood's ex'
preston changed slowly from dull
anger to one OF incredulity. which
swiftly gave way to positive Joy. His
wife was jealous!
Frederic Vas biting his lips nerv-
| ously. He allowed Lydia to pass him
on her way out. scarcely noticing her
so intently was his gaze fixed upon
Yvonne. When Brood followed Lydia
into the hall to demonstrate. the young
man sprang eagerly to his stepmoth-
er's side
Good Lord. Yvonne," he whispered.
that was nasty thing to say. What
will Lydia think? By CAD. is It pos.
sible that you are Jealous? OF Lydia?"
"Jealous?" cried she. struggling with
her fury. Jealous OF that grill Poof!
Why should be jealous of her? She
hasn't the blood of potato"
"I can't understand you," he said in
great perplexity. "You-you told me
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Now get out of those coats, and-oh.
dear. how wet you arel A hot drink
for both OF you"
Would you mind asking Jones to
send over something for me to wear
in the morning?" said Frederic. grin.
ming as he stood forth In his evening
clothes
Ten minutes later. as he sat with
them before an open fire and slipped
the toddy Mrs. Desmond had brewed,
he cried; 81 say. this is great"
Lydia was suddenly shy and embar-
rassed.
Good night" she whispered. Her
fingers brushed his cheek lightly. He
drew her down to him and kissed her
passionately.
Goodnight. my Lyddyi" he said.
softly. his cheek flushing.
She went quickly from the room.
Later he stood In her sweet dainty
little bedroom and looked about him
with a feeling OF mingled awe and
wonder. All of her intimate, exquisite
belongings. the sanctified treasures OF
her most secret domain wee about
him. He wandered. He fingered the
articles on her dressing table; smelled
OF the perfume bottles and smiled as
he recognized the sweet odors as be
ing part of her, and not thing unto
themselves; grinned delightedly at his
own photograph in its silver frame
that stood where she could see II the
last thing at night and the first thins
In the morning; caressed-ay. caresset
the little hand mirror that had re
Elected her gay or troubled face sc
many times since the dear Christmai
day when he had given 1t to her with
his love. He stood beside her bee
where she had stood, and the soft rul
seemed to respond to the delightful
tingllng that ran through his bar,
feet Her room! Her bed Her do
main!
Suddenly he dropped to his knee
and buried his hot face in the cool
white sheets. and kissed them over an,
over again. Here was sanctuary Hi
eyes we're wet with tears when h
arose to his feet. and his arms wen
out TO the closed door
; MY Lyddy!" he whispered choh
ingly.
Back there In the rose-hued light o
James Brood's study. Yvonne cringe,
and shook in the strong arms OF he
husband all through that savag
storm. She was no longer the def
ant, self.possessed creature he ha
come to know so well. but shrinking
trembling child, stripped of all he
bravado. all her arrogance. all he
seeming guile. A pathetic whimpe
crooned from her lips in response I
his gentle words of reinsurance. Sh
was afraid-desperately afraid-an
CHE crept close to him In her fear.
And he? He was looking backwar
to another who had nestled close
him and whimpered as she was doin
0 now-another who had lived In terrc
when II stormed.
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in her voice. 81 am not going to work
today. I-my head. you know Mother
telephoned to Mr.. Brood this morning
before you we're up. Stay here with
me. Don't go home. Freddy. l."
"Oh, I've got to have II out with
father sometime" he said. bitterly.
1T may as we'll ne now as later on.
We've got to come to an understand
ing"
Her heart was cold She WIS afraid
OF what would come out OF that "un-
derstanding." All night long she had
lain with wide-staring eyes, thinking
OF the horrid thing James Brood had
said to her Far in the night she
aroused her mother from a sound
sleep to put the question that had
been torturing her for hours. Mrs.
Desmond confessed that her husband
had told her that Brood had never con-
sidered Frederic to be his son, ana
then the two lay side by side for the
remainder OF the night without utter
ing a word and yet keenly awake.
They we're thinking of the hour when
Brood would serve notice on the in
truder!
Lydia now realized that the hour
was near. Have 1t out with father"
he had said In his ignorance. He was
preparing to rush headlong to his
doom. To prevent that catastrophe
was the single. all-absorbing thought
in Lydia's mind. Her only hope lay In
keeping the men apart until she could
extract from Brood a promise 10 be
merciful, and this she intended to
accomplish II she had 10 go down on
her knees and grovel before the man.
"oh, Freddy" she cried. earnestly.
why take the chance OF making a bad
matter worse?" Even as she uttered
the words she realized how stupid.
how Intellectual they were.
1T can't be much worse" he said.
gloomily. 81 am inclined to think he'd
relish straight-out. fair and square
talk. anyhow. Moreover. mean TO
take Yyonne to task for the thing she
said--or implied last night About
yor, mean. She"
cTo BE coNrrNuEDl
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CHAPTER XII.
A Tempest Raoes.

Yvonne stopped In the doorway.
Ranjab was holding the curtains aside
for her to enter. The tall figure of
Frederic loomed up behind her. his
dark face glowing in the warm light
that came from the room. She had
changed her dress for an exquisite
orchid colored tea-gown of chiffon un-
der the rarest and most delicate OF
lace. For an instant her gaze rested
on Lydia and then went questioningly
to Brood's face. The girls confusion
had not escaped her notice. Her hus-
bands manner was but little less con-
victing. Her eyes narrowed.
"Ranjab said you we're expecting
u.s." she said slowly. She came for
ward haltingly. as II in doubt as to
her welcome. Are we interrupting?
"Of course not" said Brood. flush
of annoyance on his cheek. Lydia Is
tired. sent Ranjab down to ask
Frederic to-"
Frederic interrupted. a trife too
eagerly. I'll walk around with you,
Lydia. It's raining. however. Shall |
get the car out. father"
mo. mol" cried Lydia, painfully con-
scious of the rather awkward sItua.
ton. "And please don't bother, Freddy.
can go home alone. It's only a step"
She moved toward the door. eager to
be away.
"I'll go with you" said Frederic de-
cisively. He stood between her and
the door, an embarrassed smile on his
lips. "rve got something to say to you,
LYDIA" he went on. lowering his
voice.
James. dear" said Mrs. Brood,
shaking her finger at her husband and
with an exasperating smile on her
lips, you are working the poor girl
too hard. See how late 1t isl And
now nervous she 70. Why, you arc
trembling. Lydlal For shame. James. :
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1915-03-24
Christian Sunday School
Has Large Membership

A Sunday school with a membership
of 500 would have the proud distinction
of being the largest Sunday school in
the state Of Oregon. This is the am
bition of the Bible school Of the First
Christian church, and in order to Sc.
cure this membership an 500 club has
been formed, The attendance last Sun.
day was about $50, and in order to
bring the membership up to 500 for
noSt Sunday, members of the various
classes are out securing pledges of at.
tendance. Prizes will be given to those
securing the greatest number of
pledges. The occasion Of this special
effort is the closing Sunday of the re-.
vival services that have been held in
the church by the Rev. A. l.. Grim.
As an aid in the services Of the Sun
day school, the work of tae orchestra
is o' special value. The members of
the orchestra are as follows: Miss
Mary Schultz, first violin; Frank
Frickey, second violin; Bert Kennedy,
flute; Miss Hedda Swart, clarinet;
Franz Iinn, trombone; Miss Ruth
Brown, piano; Rev. b, T. Porter, cor.
net
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1915-03-24
Local Strike Leaders
Admit Kean Is RIGHT

Seattle, Wash, March 24.-The state.
ment made yesterday in San Francisco
by President John Kean, of the Pacific
coast division of liggers and. steve.
dores union, who said the Seattle long
shoremens strike had not been sane.
ticaed by the district officers, was not
denied by officials of the Seattle local
today.
When President Barry, of the local
union, was informed of the charges. his
laconic answer was that "Kean is
about right"
Thl strike here occurred when the
employers refused TO submit TO de,
mand made upon them requiring adop.
tiol Of a plan to hire men in rotation.
The employers declare this simply con.
stituted plan to give jobs to men now
out Of work on account Of the vancou.
yer strike. The longsbQremcn assert
their plan was one tending toward
better distribution Of work until busi.
ness picks up
Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1915-03-24
Seattle Officers Locate
Drug Plant" Near City

Seattle Wash, Mar. 24.-Seattle dc.
tctivcs have located drug "plant, "
an hour s ride from the city by trolley,
which, they declare, was established
just before March |, when the federal
drug law went into effect, and which
supplies drugs to "ficnds" at an enor-
nous profit.
Detectives Majewski and Bianchi
Tuesday arrested H. d. Matthews and
Kenneth Brown, and found in their
possession small quantities of morphine
Iyenshec, derivative of opium.
| Later the detectives visited the rooms
of the prisoners in Pike street lodg.
ing house and found more drugs and
ihypodcrmic needles.
The police believe Matthews and
Brown are agents of the "plant" and
have made frequent trips there to re-
plenish their stock Of drugs.
One "fiend" has told the police
he paid $5 for single "snuff of
coke.
The penalty for violation of he new
federal law is five years imprisonment
or a fine of 10000 or both.