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Cheyenne record., 1916-11-02
MERELY A LITTLE MATTER
Sporting Mans Remark Something Of
q Reflection on High Prices Of
Canfieid's Restaurant.

Canfield's restaurant adjoining the
famous gambling house in Saratoga,
had in its prime the reputation Of be-
Ing the highest-priced restaurant In
the world. Its patrons included
sporting men and gamblers. II they
won they could afford to pay the
prices; If they lost, there were other
eatinghouses.
Garfield was parading the veranda
one Sunday morning after his gam
bling house had suffered one Of the
biggest losses of its history.
While he was parading, Tex Grenet,
San Antonio sporting man, came up
the walk.
"Well, boss" he said with mock so
licitude, they tell me the boys
trimmed the faro bank last night"
"They did," answered Garfield. 'The
house closed forty-three thousand dol
lars loser"
"Oh, that1l be all right" Grenet
flashed, "Tm going in now to buy half
cantaloupe."-New York World.
Cheyenne record., 1916-11-02
eavarlan Colony In Greece.

In Greece there is at least one tiny
German oasis as set-off to the kali
ser's 10000 Greek guests now being
fed in Bavaria. A few miles north Of
Athens is village with churchyard
upon whose tombstones German names
alone appear. The village has been
the home for 80 years Of colony Of
Bavarians brought to Greece by King
Ohio. The villagers have the fair hair
and the blue eyes Of Bavaria, and 81.
though very few now speak their
grandmothers' tongue, service Is per
formed in the old church according to
the Roman ritual.
Cheyenne record., 1916-11-02
CHAPTER w.
In the Palace Of the Intendant.

In the Palace Of the lntendant.
The huge palace Of the intendant.
between the blur and the river, was
ablaze with lights, and already crowd
ed with guests at our arrival. had
seen nothing Of Chevet since the
morning, nor did he appear now; but
Monsieur Cassion was prompt enough,
and congratulated me on my appear
ance with bows, and words Of praise
which made me dush with embarrass-
ment
An ofdcer met N, pointing out the
way. and, after he had assisted ~ to
descend from the chair. we advanced
slowly over q carpet Of clean straw
toward the gayly lighted entrance.
Soldiers lined the walls on either side,
and overhead blazsd q beacon sus-
pended on q chain. It was q scene
rather grotesque and weird In the red
glow, and took Cassion's arm gladly,
feeling just q little frightened By the
strange surroundings.
'Where b my Uncle Chsvetr
asked, more - Q relief, than becauDs
I cared, although I was glad of HI
absence becauee o( DAxt1my.
''ln faitA, kn0w not" ~ answered
nSAfiy. Il woa him Q card, bot -
Was ssaEee gxaalsas abs9t u n ss0s
Cheyenne record., 1916-11-02
CHAPTER II.-contlnued.

sYea. monsieur"
"Oh, you're sweet enough with
words. have heard you before. and
found you a sly min1-when my back
was turned-but this time It II not
alone who will watch your actions, I
have pledged you a husband"
I got to my feet. staring at him. the
Indignant words stined in my throat
he laughed coarssly. and resumed his
meal.
"A husband, monsieurI You have
pledged me1'
"Ayi why mott You are II, ana IDS
my place to SEQ you we'll settled"
"But I have no wish to marry, mon
aieur.s I protested. "There is no man
for whom care"
He shrugged his shoulders indiffer-
entity, and laughed.
"Poohl II waited for that no doubt
you would pick out some cockerel
without ~ much a. q spur to his heel.
IT'S my choice, not yours, for I know
The world, and the man you need.
Monsieur Cassion has asked me to ia
vor him, and think well Of It."
'Cassionl Surely you would not wed
me to that creature7"
He pushed back his chair, regarding
me with scowling eyes.
D.. "And where 10 there q better3 SacreI
do you think yourself a queen to
choosef Tis rare luck you have such
an offer. Monsieur Cassion is going
to be q great man In this New France;
already he has the governors ear, and
I commission. with a tidy sum to his
credit In Quebec. What more could
any girl desire In a husbandT
"But, monsieur, I do not love him;
do not trust the man."
"Pahr' He burst into q laugh, ris-
ing from the table. Before could
draw back he had gripped me by the
arm "Enough Of that young lady.
he u my choice, and that settles it.
Lowell who ever heard Of love now
adaysI All, see. you dream already
Of the young gallant D'Artgny. Well.
little good that will do you. Why what
10 hef q mere ragged adventurer.
without sou to his name. a prowling
wolf Of the forest, the follower Of a
discredited fur thief But enough Of
this: have told you my will. and you
obey. Tomorrow We go to Quebec to
the governors ball. and when Mon
steur Cassion returns from his mis-
Cheyenne record., 1916-11-02
"No, monsieur"

GNO, uOublSuKs
drew my arm from his grasp, feel
ing It tingle with pain where his nm
gers had crushed the flesh. and crept
up the narrow stairs. glad enough to
get away and be alone. I had never
loved Chevet, but he had taught mo
to fear him, for more than once had
experienced his brutality and physi-
cal power. To him was but chat
tel, an incumbrance. He had assumed
charge Of me because the law 80 Or
dained, but had found nothing in
his nature on which I could rely for
sympathy. I was his sisters child.
yet no more to him than some Indian
waif. More, he was honest about it.
To his mind he did well by me in thus
finding me a husband. I sank on my
knees, and hid my face. shuddering at
the thought Of the sacrifice demanded.
Cassionl never before had the man ap-
peared so despicable. Yet what could
do? It was useless to appeal to
Chevet, and the governor, La Barre,
would give small heed to q girl OBJ
jecting to one Of his henchmen.
D'Artignyl The name was on my lips
before I realized I had spoken 1t, and
brought throb Of hope. I arose to
my feet and stared out Of the window
into the dark night. MY pulses
thpbbed., II he cared; If only knew
he cared. would hy with him any
where, into the wilderness depths, to
escape Cassion.
But how could I reach him with my
tale7 There was but one opportunity
the governors ball. He would be
there; he had said SO. laughingly glanc-
ing toward me as he spoke the words,
the dash of his eyes a challenge. But
it would be difficult. Chevet Cassion,
not for a moment would they take
eyes from me, and II failed to treat
him coldly an open quarrel must re-
suit. Chevet would be glad Of an
excuse, and Cassion's Jealousy would
spur him on. Yet must try, and, in
truth, trusted not 80 much in Mon
sieur d'Artigny's interest in me, as
in his reckless love Of adventure.
'Twould please him to play an auda-
cious trick on La Sales enemies, and
make Cassion the butt Of laughter.
Cheyenne record., 1916-11-02
Her Hand Closed Gently on Mine.

'oT uano VtoSeo 0onSIy on Mtn0s
and compels him to sell me as though
was slave In the market I am to
be made to marry him. I pray you
let me see this sieur dArtgny that
I may tell him all, and beseech his
aid"
But why D'Artigny, my girl2 What
is the boy to your
"Nothing- nothing" I
confessed frankly. I'VE have scarcely
spoken together. but he Is q gallant
of true heart; he win never refuse aid
to q maid like me. It will be Joy for
him 10 outwit this enemy Of La Sale.
All ask is that I be permitted to tell
him my story"
Celeste sat silent, her white hands
clasped, her eyes on the stained glass
window. 1t was 30 still could hear
my own quick breathing. At last she
spoke, her voice still soft and kindly.
II have no power, child, but will
speak with the mother superior, and
repeat to her all have learned. It
You may trust me to plead for you"
She seemed to fade from the room,
and glanced about, seeing no change
since I was there before-the same
bare walls and floor. the rude settee,
the crucifx above the door, and the
one partially open window, set deep
in the stone wall.
Soon I was dimly aware that some
one had entered the apartment. It
was the mother superior. looking
smaller than ever In the gloom, and
behind her. framed in the narrow door
way, his eyes smiling as though in
enjoyment Of my confusion, stood
D'Artigny. climbed down from the
bench, feeling my cheeks burn hotly.
and made obesiance. Tho mothers
soft hand rested on my hair, and there
was silence, 80 deep heard the pound
ing Of my heart.
Child" said the mother, her voice
low but clear. "Rise that l may see
your face. Ahl 1t has not SO greatly
changed in the years, save that the
eyes hold knowledge of sorrow. Sis
ter Celeste hath told me your story,
and II 1t be sin for me to grant your
request then must abide the penance,
for it Is in my heart to do so. Until
send the sister you may speak alone
with Monsieur d'Arhgny."
She drew slightly eside, and the
young man bowed low, hat In hand,
then stood erect, facing me, the light
from the window on his face.
"At your command, mademoiselle," !"
he said quietly. 'The mother tells me
you have need Of my services. This
Hugo Chevet-he Is a brute. know
is his abuse beyond enduranceT
"No. no." hastened to explain. ''In
his way he is not unkind. The truth
IL he has lived 30 long in the woods
alone, he scarcely speaks. He-he
would marry me to Monsieur Cassion."
Never will I forget the look Of sheer
delight ON his face a. these words
burst from me. His hand struck the
bench, and he tossed back the long
hair from his forehead, his eyes merry
with enjoyment
"Ah, goodi By all the saints, 'tis
sven ~ hoped. Then have NO fear
Of my Umpathy. madsmoiseIle. Moth
ing could please me Hike . clash with
that peEfumed gallant. He doth psr-
sscuts yoa Win his wootngr
he has not spekea, Ayo 10 Chsvst:
yse Il = seemingly an arranged WitA-
out M bsfng appguached"
slgo doube ~ ere hnn6 - 9DDV0
Cheyenne record., 1916-11-02
CHAPTER III.
! Appeal for Aid.

1t had been two years since was
at Quebec, and 1t was with new eyes
of appreciation that I watched the
great bristling cliffs as our boat GID
ed silently past the shore and headed
in toward the landing. Cassion met
us, attired SO gayly in rich vestmeQts
that I scarcely recognized the man.
whom I had always seen before in
dull forest garb, yet I permitted him
to take my hand and assist me gal
laRtly to the shore. It was evidently
gala day, for hags and streamers
were flying from every window Of the
lower town. and the narrow. crooked
streets were filed with wanderers
having no apparent business but en-
joyment. Never had viewed 30 mot
ly throng, and I could but gaze about
with wide opened eyes on the strange
passing figures.
1t was all Of such interest I was
glad enough to be finally rid of him,
and be greeted SO kindly BY Sister
Celeste.
"Three years have changed you
greatly. my child" she said gently,
touching my cheeks with her soft
hands; "but bright as your eyes are,
1t is not all pleasure I see in them.
You must tell me Of your life. The
older man, take 1t. was your uncle,
Monsieur Chevet"
"Yes," I answered. but hesitated to
add more.
HE is much as had pictured him,
4 bear Of the woods"
HE is rough" protested, "for his
life has been hard. yet has given me
no reason to complain. IT'S because
the life is lonely that I grow old"
mo doubt, and the younger gallantf
He is not Of the forest schoolT
"'Twas Monsieur Cassion, commits
saire for the governor"
"Ah! ills through him you have in
vitation to the great ball."
bowed my head. wondering at the
kind questioning in the sisters eyes.
Could she have heard the truth7 Per-
chance she might tell me something
Of the man.
HE has been selected by Monsieur
Chevet as my husband" explained
doubtfully. "Know you aught Of the
man, slster7"
Her hand closed gently on mine.
"No, only that he has been chosen
by La Barre to carry special message
to the Chevalier de Baugis in the ILL
nois country. He hath an evil. sneer-
ing face, and an insolent manner, even
as described to me by the sieur OAR
tigny."
caught my breath quickly, and my
hand grasp frightened.
"The Sieur d'Artignyr' echoed,
startled into revealing the truth. "He
has been here1 has talked with Jour
Surely. my dear girl. He was here
with La Sale before his chief sailed
for France. and yesterday he came
again, and questioned na."
"Quest1oned youf is..
"Yss: ~ sought knoWledgs Of 20,
and OF why you were in he housshoSd
Of Chsvst. nksd the ysung man, and
told him all knew. of yoa1 fAth9's
Cheyenne record., 1916-11-02
An orphaned Girl Of seventeen

An orphaned girl Of seventeen
pledged against hsr will by .
ooarss male relative to marry .
man she loathes, needs . good
and strong friend at this time
more than anything else In the
world. To whom can she turn
for friendship when she has but
two aequalntanessf - young
eleur Rene d'ArtIany, frontiers
man and gentleman Of France.
and sister Celeste ut the con-
vent How Adele met her prob
lem 10 told In this instalIment.
Cheyenne record., 1916-11-02

The per capita wealth Of the United
States now has almost reached tho
$1,000 mark.
Cheyenne record., 1916-11-02
sYNoPsla

France. & among conspirators At her un-
las's house. Cassion, the commiasaire.
has eolistsd her Uncle Chevets aid
6leqd. snsep his services a guide to Cass
g1oAs0 party on the journey 70 the wilder
Hea0. Ths uncle informs Adele that he
he's bs<rothsd her.
Cheyenne record., 1916-11-02

sion you will marry him-you under
standr'
The tears were In my eyes. blotting
cut his threatening face, yet there was
naught b do but answer.
sYes, monneur."
"And this D'Artigny; f the fellow
0vef dares come noar Jon aGain IN
crush his white throat bstw ssA ny
Angefs" -f
YEA noasasaK!"
sUo your roe0 tn, and think oveR
IN have said. Yo1 have nsvsr found
- ~ - ~ 0AuatD I vauane"
Cheyenne record., 1916-11-02

wms sno1 nkau .w1lA otneaD e -
kind"
There were servants at ne door, nld
| an onlcer, who scanned ths cards OF
those in advance Of ~. yet passed Cas-
sion. with glance at his faee. and
word Of recognition. observed him
turn and stare after me. for our eyes
met, but, almost before I knew what
had occurred, found myself in sids
my wraps. and arrange my hair.
win not describe the scene IN the
great ballroom, for now, a. write,
the brilliant pageant IL but Q dim
memory, confused and tantaHxing. ]
recall the bright lights overhead, and
along the walls, the festooned banners.
the raised dais at one end, carpeted
with skins Of wild animals. where the
governor stood, the walls covered with
arms and trophies Of the chase, the
guard Of soldiers at each entrance, and
the mass Of people grouped about the
room.
Many q name reached my ears IA
nous in those days, but forgotten long
since; and once or twice. as we slowly
made our way through the throng.
Oassion pointed out to me some char
acter Of Importance in the province,
or paused to present me with formal
ity to certain offlcials whom he knew.
It was thus we approached the dais,
anu awaited our turn to extend feiici-
tations to the governor. Just before
us was Du L'Hut, whose name Cas-
sion whispered in my ear. tall. slen-
der man, attired AZ a courier du bois.
with long fair hair sweeping his shoul-
ders. had heard Of him as a daring
explorer, but there was no premonition
that he would ever again come into
my life. and was more deeply inter
ested in the appearance Of La Barre.
He was dark man, stern Of face,
and with strange, furuvs eyes, con-
cealed behind long lashes and over
hanging brows. Yet he was most gra-
cious to Du L'Hut, and when he turned
and perceived Monsieur cassion next
in line, smiled and extended his hand
cordially.
"Ah, Francois, and 20 you are here
at last and ever welcome. And this"
he bowed low before me in excess Of
gallantry, mo doubt win be the Made
moiselle Ia Chesnayne Of whose charms
I have heard so much Of late. By my
faith, Cassion, even your eloQuencs
hath done small justice to the lady.
Where, mademoiselle, have you hidden
yourself, to remain unknown to NJ Of
Quebecr
IT have lived with my uncle. Hugo
Chsvet"
"Ah, yes; I recall the circumstances
nova rough, yet loyal trader. He
was with me once on the Ottawa
and tonightT
"He accompanied me to the city,
your excellency, but have not seen
him SINCE"
"small need, with Francois at your
beck and CALL" and he patted me
playfully on the cheek. II have al
ready tested his faithfulness. Your
father, mademoiseller'
Captain Pierre la Chesnayne, SIR"
"Ah, yes; knew him well; he fell
on the Richelieu; fine soldier" He
turned toward Cassion, the expression
Of his face changed.
"You depart tonight7"
"At daybreak, sir"
'That is well; see to 1t that no time
is lost on the journey. have 1t in
my mind that De Baugis may need
you, for. from all I hear Henri de
Tonty Is not an easy man to handle"
"De Tontyf"
"Ayl the lieutenant Sieur do Ia Sale
loft in Charge at ST Tnuia. an ITALIAN
Cheyenne record., 1916-11-02

He Was q Dark Man, stern Of Face.
they tell me. and loyal to his master.
It's like he may resist my orders, and
Dc Baugis hath but a handful with
which to uphold authority. am not
sure approve Of your selecting this
lad D'Artigny ~ q guide; he may play
you false"
Small chance hen have for any
trick"
Cheyenne record., 1916-11-02

PsyeholoeIsts-seIentIsts Of the
human mInd-say that the big
emotions are born and d0vof.
oped In enese uneonsoIevs mind
and gradually aro uolsorod .lnee
The conscious mlnd; for IN
stance, that yes nay - In 1evo
long bsNaFo y0s aFo asenally
avsaro - tho f1se WHIST aDoue
0rArtioay - A1eDef
Cheyenne record., 1916-11-02

Mrs. James Rode. aged ninety-nine,
Of Melrose, Mass, says eating candy
has prolonged her life.
The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1916-07-24
SAYS HE WILL VOTE STRAIGHT

The Tallahassee Democrat prints
the following interview with Cats:
Several antagonistie newspapers
have stated that you would not vote
for the Wilson electors in November;
will you affirm or deny this?" asked
Democrat reporter of Mr.. Cats yes
terday.
"Their statement is an unwarranted
fabrication" he replied.
81 have never voted other than a
democratic ticket, without addition or
substitution, and never expect to vote
any other kind. If Wilson is as salts
factory to the country as he is to me,
he will again be our president.
@Then settle another subject OF
controversy. It is rumored that in
the event of your election you will not
appoint Judge J. w. Perkins of De-
Land, because he opposed you."
another unwarranted story. Judge
Perkins was nominated by the people
of his judicial circuit and I will Ger.
tainly respect their wishes. 1t will be
my policy as governor to let the PEG.
pie select their local officers as far as
possible"
The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1916-07-24

Mr.. Powell is making an extensive
automobile tour, and his conclusions
are arrived at after travelling over
several thousand miles of roads. His
testimony is interesting and valuable,
but not surprising. Strictly speaking,
there is no ideal paving material, but
beyond question that which stands
the best test and is most valuable for
this section of the country is brick. In
thickly populated parts of the country
where the cost does not have to be so
carefully considered as here, cement
may be used to better advantage, but
the cost of it would probably make it
prohibitive for Florida counties. The
question which Mr.. Powell's letter
raises is one of great Importance, for
the reason that composition paving Is
finding favor in certain Florida coun-
ties on account of the small cost of
putting it down. The cost of upkeep
does not seem to concern those in au-
thority, or else they are woeful1y
misinformed concerning that feature.
1t is to be hoped that the counties
which have chosen this class of paw
ing will realize the full value of the
good money they are spending for it,
but the testimony of those who have
observed does not support this view.
The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1916-07-24

To the Voters of Marion County:
We are spending $4,000 every year for up-keep
of our present hard roads and paying interest and
lquidatng our present Indebtedness
AS you are aware there is a movement on foot to
bond the county for the purpose of building perma-
nent roads. We find that 20 bonds to the amount
of 100000 will retire the outstanding Indebtedness
and build about 200miles of sand asphalt road which
with small maintenance will last indefinitely.
The bonds will take up the $4,000 warrants at
/ 20 less than paying.
We enclose statement showing amount of bonds
TO be issued each year with interest thereon and sink
ing fund carefully worked out, which we think
not be disputed showing that 100000 of thirtyyear
bonds can be issued that these bonds will be paid off
in thirty years with all interest at the less
than the present millage and at the same time have
maintenance fund ample to keep all roads in good
repair and carry general road work throughout
the county We urge you to study this table care
fully and make your own calculations.
In making this table we have figured that the
property of the county will increase each five years
Is per cent or at the rate of go per year. We do
not think this is as much as it will actually increase,
but certainly think safe in this estimate.
During the past ten years the records of the tax
assessors Office show average increase of 20 per
year. Even without better roads may expect this
increase in valuation, but with permanent roads and
the additions population believe it will be
double this amount and only 20 increase is very
lew estimate.
The following roads have been suggested and seem
to meet general approval as the roads to be made
permanent with the bond issue, but changes be
made as the people may decide best:
Ocala and Mcintosh road. ................ 20 miles
Lowell and Fleming ton. ............... 10 miles
Ocala to Citra ID miles
Silver Springs to Orange Springs and Put
nam county ........25 miles
Forks Silver Springs road to Sharps Ferry. miles
Sharpes Ferry to Moss Bluff and Lake Co. 23 miles
Ocala to Lake Weir and Lake county. "a miles
Belleview to Summerfed and Sumter Co.. miles
The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1916-07-24
MANY NEW BOOKS
FOR THE LIBRARY

Donations of books to the library
continue. Several very fine donations
have been made in the last few days.
Mrs. Ford Rogers has given so vol
umes of science and literature; Mr..
and Mrs. E. A. Polly have given 10
volumes of short story classic, and
Mrs. D. M. Smith has given seven
volumes of history and travel.
The indexing of the library will re-
quire something like $4,000 cards, ac-
cording to an estimate made. The
opening of the library is not being
held back, however, by the work of in
dexing. All of the furniture is not
yet placed and, among other things,
the library has to be screened before
it can be opened.
The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1916-07-24

This country is in no great danger
at present. There is no need OF any
married man, or single man who has
others dependent on him, or any man
who is competently filling an useful
position, going into the army. But
there are large number of young
men who are not supporting them
selves, let alone any one else, who
ought to volunteer. There are enough
of that class, hanging around street
corners and pool rooms, to whip Mex
leo. They would look a great deal
better in khaki trying to keep their
places in the ranks, than they look
now, living on their relations and
waiting for philanthropists to come
along and offer them sun-proof jobs
at high wages.
The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1916-07-24

While we are discussing what is
best to build roads of, it will be well
to take into consideration the follow
ing from the Orlando Reporter-Star:
A letter to the Tampa Tribune from
Willis B. Powell, which was reprinted
in yesterdays Reporter Star, testifies
that brick and cement are being used
generally for road building; that as
phalt is being torn up, where it has
been tried, and is being replaced with
either cement or brick. Mr.. Powell
goes further, and states that all kinds
of composition paving are being dis
carded in favor of brick and cement.