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Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-03-06

the speech by Mrs. Carrie Chapman
Gait, who is world famous as power
full orator.
In addition the excellent Sara Lemer
orchestra will play from 7.45 to S.15
and Mrs. Roy Cox will sing. Every
body is invited and it is hoped that
Harrisburg will rise to the occasion
with a large audience.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-03-06
RAISE CASH FOR SUFFERERS

MIR. and Mrs. A. Nj. Gordon, of 1907
North Cameron street, entertained in
honor of their little son, Norman
Marks Gordon. who is quite new to
this world. During the festivities
S62.75 was raised for the war suffer-
ers, i. NJ. Bricker, of the Lemoyne
bakery. making a goodly contribution
for the honor of counting the money.
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-03-06

Miss Mary Martin McFadden, of
this city, and George Ryan Osler. of
Fifteenth street. New Cumberland,
were married in the Trinity United
Brethren Church, New Cumberland.
Saturday. March 4. at high noon, by
the pastor, the Rev. A. r. Ayres. Of
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Winterdale

Eight-piece orchestra Tuesday
evenings. The old dances and one
Observation-Disclosures
with MIR. and Mrs. Watrous and Mr..
and Mrs. FarnsworU
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Expect Big Audience at
Public Suffrage Meeting

Local su!fragists are sparing no
pains to make the big public meeting
of tomorrow evening great success.
First in the list of attractions win be
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-03-06
yIsTTING IN WAsHTNGToN

Miss Arta Williams, daughter of
Captain and Mrs. Robert G. Williams,
North Second street, attended the
Army-Navy reception at the White
House last evening. Miss Williams
will spend fortnight in Washington
Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-03-06

EX-United States Senator j. Donald
Cameron and his daughter, Mrs. w
II. Bradley, are enjoying a stay at the
Greenbrier, White Sulphur Springs
West Virginia.
(Other personals page 3.)
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MISS MARGARET YOUNG
GIVEN \ BIRTHDAY SURPRISE

their daughter, MISS Margaret Young.
Games were played and music en-
joycd. after which refreshments were
served. Those present were the Misses
Almeda Derrick. Mildred Duey. Jennie
Weaver. Minnie Noble. Margaret
Heck, Viola Jacobs, Elizabeth Ken
nedy, Myrtle Pee and Margaret Young,
Mr.. and Mrs. James II. Young. Walter
Mehaffie. George Troup, Dwight
Oaugherty, Ross Derrick, Harry Daugh-
erty. Chester Young and Walter
Young.
Miss Emile Patterson, of the Dom
aldson apartments, was a weekend
guest of Mrs Edgar Weimer at Leb-
anon.
North Third street. is home from New
York city. where she attended grand
opera.
Miss Olive Jamison is going to Car
Isle this evening for a musicale. at
the Indian School.
Mr.. and Mrs. Jacob Earnest. of
Altoona, are visiting their relatives.
State street.
Miss Anna Murray, of 113 South
Third street, has returned after visit
ing friends at Marietta.
Mr.. and Mrs. Alfred Dunn have re-
turned home after a brief stay among
friends at Pittsburgh.
Mrs. Samuel c. Todd and her aunt,
Mrs. Mark Hopkins. of st. Claire,
Michigan, spent Friday in Philadel-
phia.
Mrs Marlin L. Olmsted and three
children. with Miss Weymis. returned
to the city yesterday after a house
boat cruise in Florida waters.
Mr.. and Mrs. Harper Rodgers have
gone home to Pittsburgh after short
visit among Relatives in this vicinity
Mr.. and Mrs. Lyman Carver and
small son, Herbert Carver. left to-day
for a western trip, including stops in
Cleveland, Chicago and st. Louis
Mrs. Robert Ferriday, of Whining
ton, Del, a former Harrisburger, is
visiting Miss Rachel Pollock at 232
North Second street.
Mrs. George Wilson Steele. of Erie.
was a recent guest at the home of her
sister, Mrs. Philip Stevens, Emerald
street.
Mrs. A. NJ. Clay has gone to Foun-
tain Springs State Hospital for a frac-
tured wrist injured in California
year ago.
Mr.. and Mrs. Charles A.. Kunlxel,
221 North Front street, are home
after a weeks stay in Atlantic City.
Mrs. Herman Astrich spent the past
week in New York City.
Miss Sibyl NJ. Weir. of North Second
street, is spending some time at Galen
Hall, Wernersville.
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GUEsrs oF MISS MORETz

Miss Marie Moretz had as her guests
the members of the r. r. L. club at
her home. 1912 State street.
Refreshments were served to the
Misses Lucy TeahI, Opal McCann, Sue
Long, Olive Thomas. Lily Long, Mar
garet Wheeler and Mrs. c. ID. Moretz.
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(Other personals page S.)
Mexico Missouri message., 1916-03-16

In what manner will lIeber
and Kemp affect Lanslng's life
with MarGarIta in this hidden
corner Of the world7
Mexico Missouri message., 1916-03-16

my names Jake Kemp. The rest OF
this outfit is six mules paekin' orchids
and the greaser packin' the mules"
That's all right" said Gerry, II
guess we can put you up"
He led the way and the packtrain
splashed along after him. The mules
were soon relieved Of their burdens
and turned into the pasture. Boni-
faclo took the native muleteer away
to his quarters and Gerry and the
stranger passed through the house to
the kitchen.
A patriarchal hospitality came nat
urally to the inmates Of Fazenda
Flores. 1t was tradition not only on
that plantation but throughout vast
hinterland, where life was rude and
death sudden, to be gentle to the
stranger, to feel him and his beast
and to speed him on in the early morn
ing. There was but one rule to the
stranger: He must keep his eyes to
the front. Jake Kemp had evidently
learned the brief code. He ate raven
ously, poured down coffee with the
recklessness of a man that draws on
a limitless power to sleep, and made
his few remarks to Gerry and to Ger
ry alone.
Gerry was feeling a strange elation
that he strOve in vain to account for.
This was an American but beyond that
they had nothing in common. New
York and Texas are connected only by
fiction. Perhaps it was just curiosity.
Curiosity invaded him. What was a
Texas cowboy doing on the road past
Fazenda Flores with a mule-train of
orchids? AS an opener he declared
himself. "My names Gerry Lansing"
he said. "Ive settled down here
1902" said Kemp, as he drew from
his vest pockets the makings of ciga-
rette. Gerry had seen the yellow pa
pers and the little bags Of faxed to-
bacco. They struck convinclngly the
note of the West. Reckon you're f'm
the States" drawled Kemp as he ac-
complished the cigarette.
yes" said Gerry and added, with
an idea to establishing a link, "like
you"
"Reckon you're I'm Moo Yawk," was
Kemp's next deliberate contribution
to the conversation.
With that, talk Jagged. Gerry in
stinctively avoided the question direct
and Kemp vouchsafed nothing more
Not till Gerry came upon him hitching
up his loads early next morning did
Mexico Missouri message., 1916-03-16

At last the rains came to the valley
and Fazenda Flores. Gerry spent long
hours beside his sluicegate watching
for rise in the river, but it did not
come. The torrent of rain was local
and he remembered that Lieber had
told him that the foods-the great
flOods-came from hundreds of miles
up the river and generally under a
brazen sky. Night, black night, had
fallen with the rain and he was just
turning to seek shelter from the un-
broken downpour when a voice raised
in song reached his ears. He waited.
The voice drew nearer. In a nasal
tone, which somehow sounded familiar
though 1t was unknown to him, it was
chanting long string of doggerel end
ing In an unvarylng refrain. Finally
Gerry could make out the long-drawn
tail-end of the song: "comin' down the
drawn"
English! American! Cowboy mu-
sic! The Impressions came in rapid
succession. Gerry strove to pierce
the darkness. He could hear the near
by splash of careful mules, picking
their way through puddles with finick-
ing little steps. He felt a shadow in
the darkness and could just see above
it blur Of yellow. Behind 1t, more
shadows. On an impulse he did not
stop to measure, he shouted in English,
"Hallo, there!'
The doggerel was choked off in mid
flight. The yellow blur came to a sud-
den stop and the nasal voice rang out
in quick staccato, "Speak again,
stranger, and speak qulckv'
"It's all right" Gerry laughed back.
"Where are you bound for?"
"I'm headed down the drawr lookln'
for a chalk line where en- dry my
feet. What do you know?"
"Can you see the water in the ditch
at your right?"
"Yasser, 1 can. / en- see you, too"
"Well," shouted back Gerry, 'your
eyes beat mine. Follow the ditch un-
til you come to a bridge. I'll meet you
there"
Gerry found the little cavalcade
waiting for him, six pack-mules, ma.
tive driver and, towering above them,
a great lanky figure in yellow oil
skin slicker topped by a broad
brimmed stetson. Gerry looked over
the outfit as carefully as the darkness
would allow and then said tentatively,
"There's a house down there in the
valley"
rs the'T' drawled the stranger spit
ting deliberately into the ditch. "Well,"
he volunteered after a further pause
Mexico Missouri message., 1916-03-16
Copyright by the Century Company


cooling pools. He did not wish ever
to speak again-ever to think again.
And then Clem laughed. Her eyes
wrinkled up. There was a CLEAN of
even teeth. The wind blew her furs
about her and lit the color in her
cheeks. "How solemn we are after
three years" she cried "Three years,
Alan. Aren't you ashamed?"
Alan felt a sense Of sudden insula-
tion as though she had deliberately
cut the current that had flowed so
strongly between them. 81 am going
away" he stammered weakly and
waved at an approaching four-wheeler,
piled high with travelling kit and con-
voyed by his hurried but never furried
servant
But Glen stuck to her guns. Real
ly?' she said with n glance at the
loaded cab and with arching eyebrows.
Then her smile burst again. You
can't expect me to be surprised, can
you? We seem to have a habit of
meeting when you are on the point of
going away. There. You must be in
3 hurry. Good-by," and she held out
gloved hand.
Alan's spirit was ever ready for war
and this, he suddenly perceived, was
war. He braced himself and smiled
too. 'Twice hardly amounts to a hab-
it." he drawled. He had never drawled
to Glen before but then Glen had nev-
er before taken up the social rapier
with him. "Besides,' he went on,
there's a difference. Last time you
ran after me-"
Clem's smile trembled, steadied it.
self and then fought bravely back.
YES" she said, "yes." And then her
eyes wavered and wandered. She
dropped his hand. "Good-by," she
said, the faintest catch in her voice,
and hurried away to seek ]. Y.
Alan stood and watched her. He
felt a sinking within him. "FOr
mess of pottage," he muttered and
then his servant touched his arm anx-
iOusly and held out his watch, face up,
You'll never make it, Mr.. Wayne"
Alan turned on him but not angrily.
perhaps not Swithson, and perhaps
yes. You may go back to the fat I'll
get along all right" And with that he
hurled himself at the cab Double
fare If you make the Battery in ten
minutes" he shouted to the driver and
then settled back in the seat to pom
der
Mexico Missouri message., 1916-03-16

his cigarette end and stood leaning
with crooked elbow and knee against
veranda pillar His keen aQuiline
features and deep-set eyes were lit up
by the moonlight and seemed scarcely
to belong to his great, loose-jointed
frame. He was loose-jointed but like
fiail-strong and tough. There's
one thing about the purple cities" he
added, "the daylight always beats you
to 'em jest like in the POM" He
turned and went OF to bed.
Gerry sat on in the moonlight seized
by strange sadness--the sadness the
spirit feels under the troubled hover
ing Of the unattainable and the MI
rage. Life had queer turns. Why
should cowboy start out to look for
purple cities? 1t was grotesque on the
face OF it but, beneath the face of 1t,
it was not grotesque.
Margarlta stole out to seat herself
beside him. She slipped her hand into
his. She was worried. She was al
ways worried when Gerry's thoughts
were far away. "The Man." she said,
for thus she had christened her baby
boy from the day of his birth, "the
Man sleeps. He cried for thee and
thou didst not come, So he slept, for
he is man."
Gerry's thoughts came back to his
little kingdom. He sighed and then
he smiled a smile of content. 'It is
late then, my fiowerY He put his
arm around her. "Let us go to bed,
for tomorrow there is work"
Tomorrow there is always work" ("
Mexico Missouri message., 1916-03-16

he speak again and then he said with
a CLINT in his eye that was almost a
smile, II guess them's the first orchids
that ever Travelled to ma'ket under a
diamond hitch"
Here was an opening but 1t came
too late. Gerry did not try to follow
it up. Once more in the saddle Kemp
seemed to acquire sudden new ease
Of body and mind. He hung by one
knee and a stirrup and leaned over
toward Gerry. Stranger" he said,
"I'm much obliged to ye. It's a long
way I'm the Alamo to Moo YaWk, but
the hull country's under one fence"
He waved his hand and was gone af-
ter his pack-train, lifting his mule with
his goose-necked spurs into a protest
ing canter. Two weeks after his pass
ing. as evening was settling on Fa-
zenda Flores, the echo of a mules
mincing steps on the bridge made Ger
ry look up from his work.
"Howdy," said Kemp and paused on
that to measure his welcome. He was
satisfied and urged his tired mule on
towards the house. Gerry walked be-
side him and learned that the shin
ment of orchids had just caught the
steamer at the coast. Kemp unsaddled
his mule and tossed the harness and
slicker upon the veranda. As Gerry
was closing the gap into the pasture
Kemp came up and stood beside him
He cast a knowing eye over the fat
stock. "You done a good job for Lie
ber," he remarked.
Gerry nodded little sadly. 'Yes. I"
he said, "the contracts filed. Lieber's
sending for the stock day after, tomor-
row."
AS they sat on the veranda that
night smoking endless cigarettes,
Kemp turned to his host. "D'ye mind
IL l stay over a day with you? Truth
is, / want to hep drive that stock up
to Lieber's. / want to hep whistle a
bunch O. steers along once more and
smell the dust an the leakin' udders,
an 1 shouldn't wonder If l let out a
yell or so, corralin' 'em at the other
end"
Gerry nodded understandlngly.
"Why did you leave it2" he ventured
and then regretted and murmured,
"Neyer mind"
Mexico Missouri message., 1916-03-16

tTo BIZ coNTINUHDl
Mexico Missouri message., 1916-03-16

said Margarita. "I am not afraid OF
work, Geree. The end Of work never
comes, 1t is the things tlat end that
make me afraid" She, too, had felt
the futtering wings of the ,unattain-
able. Unknowingly she stood beneath
the shadow of the strangers purple
city's walls.
The next day Kemp tried honestly
to help Gerry with the tilling of the
soil but the effort was still-born. Kemp
had almost forgotten how to walk and
his high-heeled boots fell foul of every
hummock. He wandered Off to the
house with solemn face. When Gerry
came in to the midday meal, he found
him with a saddle propped on the
arm of a bench giving the delighted
swaddled heir to Fazenda Flores his
first lesson in equitation.
That night they sat again on the
veranda steps but Kemp was not talk
ative. He whitfield a stick until it dis
appeared in a final curly shaving and
then Immediately started on a fresh
one.
''Elnown Lieber long?" asked Gerry
at last.
"Goin' on two years." replied Kemp.
"Does he live off his stock?"
Kemp looked up. Haven't you ever
ben up to>Lieber's"
"No," said Gerry, cts two years
since l came here and I've never been
of the place. Lieber's been down here
couple of times"
Kemp grunted but asked no further
question. "Lieber," he said, Certainly
don't live often his stock-he plays
with it. Lieber is the goatskin king.
Ships 'em by the thousand bales. II
you or any other man in these parts
was to sell goatslin away I'm Lie
Der, you'd be boycotted. Lieber on
this range is God-you're fer him or
you're ag'in him an there amt ben
any one ag'in' him for some spell
now"
oh" said Gerry.
GAS fer knowin' him." continued
Kemp, everybody on this roundup
knows Lieber but there amt anybody
knows why he is. Lieber holds ques-
tlons and smallpox about alike. He
amt thar when they happen"
Mexico Missouri message., 1916-03-16

Lieber, accompanied by two herders,
came early for his stock. He greeted
Kemp warmly. "Going my way?" he
asked.
81 ben loafin' around here with that
in mind" drawled Kemp. 'T'll take a
hand if you'll allow me a mount"
"You can take your pick" said Lie
ber, that is, after Mr. Lansing has
had his"
The three of them walked into the
pasture. Lieber looked at the stock
with kindling eyes. He turned to Ger
ry and held out his hand. Shake" he
said, and Gerry did. what do you
say to the first five of the horses out
and the last ten of the cattle for your
share?"
Gerry flushed. "That's more than
fair" he said. "You know the best
of the horses will lead the bunch and
the fattest of the cattle will lag be-
hind. You see, they're all strong
now"
"That's just it." said Lieber
Kemp had gone off to round up his
mule. He came up from the river
driving it before him. At every jump
he caught the mule a flick with his
rope and the mule kicked and squealed
but came on with long, stiff-legged
strides. "Hi'yip yelled Kemp and
snatched off his hat to beat his mount
while he kept the rope-end fickering
over the mule.
Gerry and Lieber laughed. Kemp
was like a mummy come to sudden
life. do you know what?" said Ger
ry, II think I'll come along with you"
He led the iron-gray out by his fore
lock and old Bonifacio hurried to help
bride and saddle him. Lieber mount
ed his stallion and turned the horses
as they came out. Kemp suddenly
sobered down to business. When Lie
ber had thrown back the last ten Of
the cattle, Kemp came out and closed
the gap behind him.
81 think I'll go ahead with the
horses" said Lieber.
'You go and take yo' men with you,"
said Kemp. 81 could drive this fat
bunch from here to Kansas with nary
hand to spell me-"
Gerry had expected a surprise of
some sort when at last he arrived at
Lleber's but the things he saw there
stranger than anything he could have
imagined, left him calm and, unmoved
as though some prescience had pre-
pared him. The house was built on the
usual solid lines Of plantation head
quarters. Great, rough-hewn beams;
towering rafters, built to carry the
heavy tiles and to bear their burden
for generations; unceiled, vast rooms
with calcimined walls; all these were
not outside Gerry's experience in the
new land. The strangeness came with
the rugs and the linen, the etchlngs
and the furniture, and last and most
significant, the shelves and shelves Of
books and the tables piled with maya
zines in three languages. Everything
bore the stamp of quality, everything
had the distinction of a choice.
Gerry did not let his curiosity carry
him beyond a rapid glance around the
great llying-room where they found
Lieber, bathed and freshly dressed,
experimenting the making Of ice in
the latest ingenious contrlvanee for
the pampering of the pioneer. "Ice
water in the desert" thought Gerry
and the phrase seemed to him more
than words-it seemed to paint Lie
ber dimly, but as the mind saw him.
Mexico Missouri message., 1916-03-16
CHAPTER xvIII-cOntlnued.

why there's no Mr.. Wayne and
Mrs. Wayne-only ]. VS."
"And you don't know, Alan?" asked
the judge. "Well, I'll tell you. Mr..
Wayne and Mrs. Wayne-they were
Alan's father and his young wife.
Their life was a hot fame that sud-
denly smothered itself in the clouds
of its own smoke. The memory of the
clouds passed with them but the fame
the fame burns on in the hearts of
all who knew them. 1t will burn on.
That's why ]. Y. is j. Y. and that's
why it will always be J. Y. and Mrs.
J. Y. to the Hill"
Alan said good-by in q hurried low
voice and started for the door but the
Judge called to him: Just moment,
Alan, I'm coming with you"
The judge found Alan waiting for
him on the steps as he hurried out.
"What are you doing for the rest of
the afternoon?" he asked.
"Im sailing for South America if
there's a connection"
The judge looked up surprised. 81
didn't know you had anything urgent
on" They walked on in silence for
some minutes, then the judge said,
hesitatingly, ALLAN, you're rushed, of
course, but If you could-if you can
do one thing and put it down to my
account. Just drop in and see ]. Y.
for a minute. Somehow l feel that
you can't see ]. Y. the way he really
Is. But If you knew him, Alan, the
way l do, you'd know it's an honor
for any man to shake hands with ]. Y.
Wayne. He has rare thing-an un-
tainted hand. There is a tale on
change to the effect that a firm was
saved from a smash because ]. Y.
walked up to its head and shook
hands with him on the floor"
81 don't know" said Alan, "that ].
Y. wants to shake hands with me-" He
spoke almost questioningly.
IL don't know that he wants to, Ell
'ther, my boy. But 1 do know this.
He's a busy man, but there's never
a day that he's too rushed to think Of
you"
Alan stopped and held out his hand.
81 am much obliged to you," he said.
-''T'm sorry didn't think Of it myself.
I'm OF to his office now, as soon as
I've telephoned Swlthson."
]. Y. received his nephew with out
stretched hand. His rugged face was
lit up with the rare smile that came
20 1t seldom, for 1t was the farlhung
rlpple-the visible expression Of a deep
commotlon.
II just dropped in, sir" said Alan,
to say good-by. I'm off again to
South America. Africa seems to be
taking year Off"
They sat and looked at each other
EOr a moment and then j. Y. arose
and held out his hand again. IF that's
the ease," he said, II won't keep you.
Good-by and good luck"
"Good-by, sir" said Alan.
AS he reached the door j. Y. spoke
again. "Alan," he said, "Pm glad you
dropped in"
81 am too, sir" said Alan.
He was just leaving the sedate old
office building, sandwlehed In between
modern towers of Babel, when a cab
drew up at the curb. The door opened
and a girl stepped out. She suddenly
stood still. Alans eyes were drawn to
her and found hers fixed on him. He
drew a quiVering breath. Glen stood
before him. She saw his hesitation
and cloud came over the light in her
face. Her moist lips trembled. Their
hands met
"Alan!" she said and he answered
@''Clemp
And so they stood, his eyes fixed In
hers that were blue and deep. He felt
his soul sinking. sinking intO thoSn
Mexico Missouri message., 1916-03-16
SYNOPSIS.

Alan Wayne is sent away from Red Hill.
his home, by his uncle. J. Y, as a moral
failure. Clem drinks Alan's health on his
birthday. Judge Healey defends Alan in
his business with his employers. Alan and
Alix, Gerry's wife, meet at sea, homeward
bound, and start a Irritation. At home,
Gerry, as he thinks. sees AliX and Alan
eeloping, drops everything, and goes to
Pernambuco. Alix leaves Alan on the
train and goes home. Gerry leaves Per-
nambuco and goes to Piranhas. On a
canoe trip he meets a native girl. The
Judge fails to trace Gerry. A baby is born
TO Alix. The native girl takes Gerry to
the ruined plantation she is mistress Of
Gerry marries her. At Maple house Col
lingeford tells how he met Alan-"Ten
Per Cent Wayne"-building q bridge in
Africa. Collingeford meets AliX and her
baby and gives her encouragement about
Gerry. Alan comes back TO town but does
not go home. He makes several calls
In the city. Gerry begins to improve Mar
garita's plantation and builds an irrigat-
Ing ditch. In Africa Alan reads Clem's
letters and dreams Of home Gerry pas
lures Leber's cattle during the drought.
A baby comes TO Margarita. Colllngeford
meets AliX in the city and finds her
changed. Alan meets AliX.