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Omaha daily bee., 1916-09-24
Y. w, C, A. Notes.

AT the Vesper service today at 4:30
p. m. an interesting program has been
planned, in which the girls will give
accounts of their summer vacations.
During the social hour Miss Flora
Melcher is the hostess.
A course, "Thc World In the Max
ing" has been arranged. Miss Chase,
a teacher OF history in the South
Omaha High school, will have charge
OF It and will present current events
in a most interesting way.
DR.. Olga Stastny will have classes
in First Aid to the Injured" This
course includes practical demonstra-
tons and lecture work. A diploma is
given to those passing examinations
by the National Red Cross society
and by the Woman's Christian asso-
citation.
Miss Perl Minick will be leader of
the Glee club.
Omaha daily bee., 1916-09-24

Boys and girls have their particular hobbies though they
always credited with such Any prefer above all Others
anything you like best to do hobby Some little boys collect
postal card little
OF SILKS and sans and the like for crazy quilt and Oh there hun
dred ana one things that little folks do which might be called their hobby
This week. special announced You
MY Hobby Tell what hobby how you
and how much pleasure derive The
continue throughout the month October the be
the last Sunday in October
Lucille John of the Blue side the prize book this Luea
Gibson and Dorothy Gray also the Blue side awarded
Omaha daily bee., 1916-09-24
DR.. Kings New Life Pills.

Regular bowel movement is essential to
your health Take DR.. Kings New Life
Pills and have a daily movement. Goo. All
druggists.-Advertiseme
Omaha daily bee., 1916-09-24
Fall.
Fall.
By Josie Posvar. Aged II Years r

By Josie Posvar, Aged II Years, Rich
land, Neb., Route |. Red Side.
Hello, friends, am coming back to
see you again. I know that you will
like me this month that | will start
for later on I will be much colder
and will bring some snow. hate
to, but cannot do all that | want
to. The Heavenly Father is my lead
er and / have to do as he tells me
Omaha daily bee., 1916-09-24
Their Own Page

HERE IS A GROUP OF FIVE LITTLE BUSY BEES who live
St Francis Kan. They Lizzie Luella Elsie Anne and
Edward Roth Some snapped the photograph and then
Lizzie theedes finished the print the first she
made
Omaha daily bee., 1916-09-24
Misses Jiggs.
By Clarice Shaver, Red Oak, la.
Red Side

Red Side.
We get The Bee every day and I
always like to look at Jiggs. / was so
sorry when it stopped. l wondered
what was the matter, so | thought |
would write to you. wondered
whether Maggie had finished him. |
want you to please put in Jiggs again
if you can. We all had so many jokes
about him and l think other people
did, too.
Omaha daily bee., 1916-09-24

$50 o'clock at the Young Mems
Christian association. Reports OF the
state convention will be given and
the ward work will be discussed
George Crook Women's Relief
corps will give kensington Thurs
day afternoon at the home of Mrs,
+. J. Terrell, 1911 North Twenty-fifth
street.
Miss Eta Smith, principal of Mill
er Park school, gave talk explain
ing the new departmental work in the
school when the Miller Park
Mothers circle met In the school au-
ditorium, Wednesday. Ninety mothers
were present. A reception for the
new teachers at the school followed
the meeting.
The Benson Women's club meets
in the city hall Thursday afternoon
for its second meeting and study of
the Immigration Problem" Mrs. M.
y. Vernon will lead the program.
Papers on The Immigrant in Agri-
culture" will be read by Mrs. G. W..
lradale; Living Conditions and Con-
gestion" by Mrs. Horton; "Manufac-
turing and Mining" by Mrs. Holder;
Immigrant Institutions" by Mrs.
WEIGH, and Work of Jane Adams
at Hull House" by Miss Ada Stiger.
Visitors to Ak-Sar-Ben are cor
daily invited to visit the Young
Women's Christian association build
ing, corner of Seventeenth street and
st. Mary's avenue, and make use of
the rest rooms, cafeteria, reception
rooms and library.
Omaha daily bee., 1916-09-24
The Busy Bees

FTEN times little Busy Bees hear their elders speaking of
ones particular hobby Well every little boy and girl knows
what kind of hobby isa hobby which
or rather imagine you riding But when speaks of
persons hobby different thing This kind Of
hobby is something which with delight
Omaha daily bee., 1916-09-24
What
Women Are
Doing in the World

Mrs. H. F. Shearer will be hostess
for the w. w. club, Wednesday after
noon. The business meeting will be
followed by kensington.
Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1916-08-18
mo. monsieur

drew my arm from his grasp, feel
ing 1t Jingle with pain where his fin
gers had crushed the flesh, and crept
up the narrow stairs, glad enough to
get away and be alone. l had never
loved Chevet, but he had taught me
to fear him. for more than once had
1 experienced his brutality and physi-
cal power. To him l was but chat
tel, an incumbrance. He had assumed
charge of me because the law so or
dained, but | had found nothing in
his nature on which / could rely for
sympathy. / 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 husband. | sank on my
knees, and hid my face, shuddering at
the thought OF the sacrifice demanded.
Cassion! never before had the man ap-
peared so despicable. Yet what could
1 do? 1t was useless to appeal to
Chevet, and the governor, La Barre,
would give small heed to girl OBJ
jecting to one of his henchmen.
D'Artigny! The name was on my lips
before 1 realized had spoken it, and
brought throb of hope. arose to
my feet, and stared out of the window
into the dark night. My pulses
throbbed. If he cared; If l only knew
he cared, I would fly with him any
where, into the wilderness depths, to
escape Cassion.
But how could reach him with my
tale? There was but one opportunity
the governors ball. He would be
there; he had said so, laughlngly glanc-
ing toward me as he spoke the words,
the flash OF his eyes a challenge. But
it would be difficult. Chevet, Cassion,
| not for a moment would they take
eyes from me. and If Ifailed 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 l must try, and, in
| truth, l trusted not so much in Mon
sieur d'Artigpy'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.
Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1916-08-18
0TRANTO AND ITS STRAITS
Italian City and Expanse Of Water
Have Seen Many Important
Historical Events.

Across the Straits of Otranto, where
an Austrian cruiser is reported to have
sunk several armored British patrol
boats recently, have sailed some OF
the greatest history-making expedi.
lions of ancient and medieval times
says bulletin issued by the National
Geographic society. This 50-mile ex.
panse of water, which joins the Adrt
attic and Ionian seas, separates the
southeastern extremity or heel of the
Italian peninsula from that part OF
Albania which was known in ancient
times as Epirus.
1t is 60 miles from Otranto, the
beautifully situated Italian fishing vii.
lage which gives Its name to the
straits, to Avlona, the nearest port in
Albania. Four hundred miles to the
northwest are Venice and Trieste, al
the head of the Adriatic, while three
hundred and fifty miles to the north.
west, beyond the Ionian sea, is the
British possession Malta.
At the beginning of the war Otranto
was town of scarcely more than 1900
inhabitants, but Of some importance
as the Italian terminus of the cable
and telegraph line to Constantinople
via Avlona. 1t also had cable connec.
ton with the island of Corfu. The
towns historical associations date
back to Greco-Roman times, for 1t oc-
cupies the site of the ancient Hydrus
and was one Of Romes ports of en-
barkation for Apollonia, the famous
Greek center of culture and city In
which the future emperor, Augustus.
was completing his education at the
time that he was summoned to the
capital following the assassination of
julius Caesar.
Otranto was one of the Calabrian
towns captured in 1868 by Robert GuIs-
card (the sly), that resourceful Nor
man adventurer who, at the high tide
of his career, gave promise of dupli-
eating in southern Italy and in Greece
the triumphs won by his fellow coun-
tryman, William the Conqueror, who
during the same decade was subduing
England. -Four hundred years later
the seaport was again raided and this
time fell under the hands Of the
Turks. From this setback 1t never
recovered. Among the points Of In
terest in the village today are the cas-
tie, built by Alphonso Of Aragon, and
the cathedral, which dates back to the
eleventh century and in which are to
be found some Of the Columns that
once graced the temple Of Minerva at
San Nicola. near by.
Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1916-08-18
CHAPTER w.



The huge palace of the intendant,
between the bluff and the river, was
ablaze with lights, and already crowd
ed with guests at our arrival. j 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 flush with embarrass-
ment.
An officer met US, pointing out the
way, and, after he had assisted us to
descend from the chair, we advanced
slowly over carpet of clean straw
toward the gayly lighted entrance.
Soldiers lined the walls on either side,
and overhead blazed beacon sus-
pended on chain. 1t was a scene
rather grotesque and weird In the red
glow. and l took Cassion's arm gladly,
feeling just little frightened by the
strange surroundings.
Where Is my Uncle ChevetY
asked, more as relief, than because
| cared, although l was glad Of his
absence because of D'Artigny.
"In faith, know not" he answered
lightly. II won him card, but he
was scarce gracious about 1t. In some
Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1916-08-18

death and the decree of the court, and
of how Chevet compelled you to leave
the convent. l felt him to be honest
and true, and that his purpose was
worthy"
"Sister, you must hear me-" said.
81 have no mother. no friend even to
whom to appeal; l am just girl all
alone. l despise this man Cassion; l
do not know why, but he seems to be
like snake, and l cannot bear his
presence. l would rather die than
marry him. / do not think Chevet
trusts him, either, but he has some hold
Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1916-08-18

the Todas number only little over
thousand, and are said to be steadily
decreasing, which may be partly &C
counted for by their custom Of pc
lyandry. They have preserved theii
traditions to an extraordinary degree
without any written language, and II
is only to the complex ritual of theii
customs and ceremonies that theI
show the least servility. With an alb
solute belief in their own superiority
over the surrounding races, it would bt
difficult to find people more innatelJ
conservative, but Mr.. w. III. Rivers
during his mastery study of this mosl
interesting race, came to the conclu
sion that they were far from lacking
in intelligence. Their life is chiefly
concerned with the keeping of theiI
buffalo diaries, and in his records Of
their mythology Mr.. Rivers thus trans
lates their own account of Toda orr
gin:
Behind On's buffaloes there came
out of the earth a man, holding the tai
of the last buffalo, and this was the
first Toda. On took one of the mans
ribs from the right side of his body
and made a woman, who was the first
Toda woman. The Todas then in
creased in number very rapidly, sc
that at the end Of the first week there
were about hundred"
One of the finest views in the
Nilgiris is that. of the Droog from the
rocky bluff called Lady Canning'i
Seat, about four miles from Coonoor
which is 1000 feet lower than Ootaca
mund. To this / drove through the
woods, one morning just after sun
rise, along road bordered at first
with roses and wild. heliotrope, past
villas and tea plantations, past tall
tree ferns and tree rhododendrons
crimson with blossom. Suddenly round
ing a corner of the road / came on
wider landscape. Grandly from the
plains rose the Droog, from the steep
summit of which Tippoo Sultan is said
to have thrown his captives. This,
and other cloud-girt heights beyond
were all of that deep blue color that
gave the Nilgiris their name.
Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1916-08-18
CHAPTER lI.-continued.
ayes, monsieur. "

"Yes, monsieur"
'Oh, you're sweet enough with
words. 1 have heard you before, and
found you sly mlnx-when my back
was turned-but this time it is not l
alone who will watch your actions, l
have pledged you husband"
got to my feet, staring at him, the
indignant words stined in my throat
He laughed coarsely, and resumed his
meal.
"a husband, monsieur2 You have
pledged me?'
"Ay! why not? You are II, and It's
my place to see you well settled"
Butt have no wish to marry, mon
sieur," protested. "There is no man
for whom l care"
He shrugged his shoulders indiffer-
emily, and laughed
Pooh! If l waited for that no doubt
you would pick out some cockerel
without as much as spur to his heel.
IT'S my choice, not yours, for l know
the world, and the man you need.
Monsieur Cassion has asked me to ia
vor him, and think well of it."
"Cassion! Surely you would not wed
me to that creature?"
He pushed back his chair, regarding
me with scowling eyes.
''And where is there better? Sacre!
do you think yourself a queen to
choose2 IT'S rare luck you have such
an offer. Monsieur Cassion is going
to be great man In this New France;
already he has the governors ear, and
a commission, with a tidy sum to his
credit in Quebec. What more could
any girl desire in a husband?"
But, monsieur, | do not love him;
/ do not trust the man.
"Pahw He burst into laugh ris-
ing from the table. Before l could
draw back he had gripped me by the
arm. Enough Of that, young lady.
He is my choice, and that settles it.
Lowell who ever heard of love now
adays? All, l see, you dream already
Of the young gallant D'Artigny. Well,
little good that will do you. Why what
is he? 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; l have told you my will and you
obey. Tomorrow we go to Quebec to
the governors ball, and when Mon
sieur Cassion returns from his mis-
Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1916-08-18
Her Hand Closed Gently on Mine.


and compels him to sell me as though
/ was slave in the market / am to
be made to marry him. I pray you
let me see this Sieur d'Artigny that
may tell him all, and beseech his
aid"
But why D'Artigny, my girl2 What
is the boy to your?
"Nothing-absolutely nothing" l
confessed frankly. 1--WE have scarcely
spoken together, but he is a gallant
of true heart; he will never refuse aid
to a maid like me. 1t will be joy for
him to outwit this enemy of La Sale.
All ask Is that l be permitted to tell
him my story"
Celeste sat silent, her white hands
clasped, her eyes on the stained glass
window. 1t was so still / could hear
my own quick breathing. At last she
spoke, her voice still soft and kindly
81 have no power, child, but l will
speak with the mother superior, and
repeat to her all 1 have learned. 1t
shall be as she wills. Wait here, and
you may trust me to plead for you"
She seemed to fade from the room,
and l glanced about, seeing no change
since | was there before-the same
bare walls and floor, the rude settee,
one partially open window, set deep
in the stone wall.
Soon l was dimly aware that some
one had entered the apartment. 1t
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'Artlgny. / climbed down from the
bench, feeling my cheeks burn holly,
and made obesiance. The mothers
soft hand rested on my hair, and there
was silence, so deep heard the pound
ing of my heart.
Child" said the mother, her voice
low but clear. Rise that l may see
your face. All! it 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 If it 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'Artigny."
She drew slightly aside, and the
young man bowed low, hat in hand,
then stood erect, facing me, the light
from the window on his face.
cat your command, mademoiselle,"
he said quietly. 1.-The mother tells me
you have need of my services. This
Hugo Chevet-he is brute. know
is his abuse beyond endurance?"
mo, no." FASTENED to explain. SIN
his way he is not unkind. The truth
is he has lived so long in the woods
alone, he scarcely speaks. He-he
would marry me to Monsieur Cassion."
Never will / forget the look of sheer
| delight on his face as 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, good! By all the saints, tbs
even as hoped. Then have no fear
of my sympathy, mademoiselle. Moth
ing could please me like clash with
that perfumed gallant He doth per-
secute you with his wooing?"
HE has no: spoken, save to Chevet;
yet 1t IS seemingly all arranged with
out my being approached"
| mo doubt they are hand in glove
Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1916-08-18
CHAPTER III.
] Appeal for Aid.


1t had been two years since l was
at Quebec, and it was with new eyes
of appreciation that l watched the
| great Bristlihg cliffs as our boat GID
ed silently past the shore and headed
in toward the landing. Cassion met
us, attired so gayly in rich vestments
that l scarcely recognized the man,
whom 1 had always seen before in
dull forest garb, yet 1 permitted him
| to take my hand and assist me gal
| lantly to the shore. 1t was evidently
gala day, for flags 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 so mot
ly throng, and could but gaze about
with wide opened eyes on the strange
passing figures.
1t was all of such interest l 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,
it is not all pleasure 1 see in them.
You must tell me of your life. The
older man, / take 1t, was your uncle,
Monsieur Chevet."
"Yes," l answered, but hesitated to
add more.
''He is much as I had pictured him,
bear Of the woods"
HE is rough" 1 protested, "for his
life has been hard, yet has given me
no reason to complain. IT'S because
the life is lonely that grow old"
"No doubt, and the younger gallant
| He is not of the forest sehool?"
"'Twas Monsieur Cassion, commits
saire for the governor"
"Ahl it's 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 truth? 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, slsterY
Her hand closed gently on mine.
''No, only that he has been chosen
by La Barre to carry special message
to the Chevalier de Baugls in the Hi
nois country. He hath an evil, sheer
ing face, and an insolent manner, ever
as described to me by the Sieur dAr
tigny."
caught my breath quickly, and my
hand grasp frightened.
"The Sieur d'Artignyw I echoed
startled into revealing the truth. "Ht
has been here? has talked with your
Surely, my dear girl. He was here
with La Sale before his chief sailed
for France, and yesterday he came
again, and questioned me-"
Questioned your
YES; he sought knowledge of you
and of why you were in the household
of Chevet l liked the young man, ant
| told him all knew. Of your father'i
Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1916-08-18
WINE snOp nkeIy with otrrrs q: Aa

WINE shop Iikeiy with otrers &: ha
kind"
There were servants at the door and
an officer, who scanned the cards of
those In advance of us, yet passed Cas-
sion, with a glance at his fece, and
word of recognition. l observed him
turn and stare after me, for our eyes
met, but, almost before knew what
had occurred, found myself in a side
room. with maid helping to remove
my wraps, and arrange my hair.
l will not describe the scene in the
great ballroom, for now, as l write,
the brilliant pageant is but dim
memory, confused and tantalizing. l
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 a 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,
Cassion pointed out to me some char
acter of Importance in the province,
or paused to present me with formal
ity to certain officials whom he knew.
1t was thus we approached the dais,
I'D fa6 ftrf. 10, fQf
tations to the governor. Just before
us was Du L'Hut, whose name Cas-
sion whispered in my ear, tall, slen-
der man, attired as courier du bois,
with long fair hair sweeping his shout
ders. l had heard of him as 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 a dark man, stern of face,
and with strange, furtiye eyes, con-
cealed behind long lashes and over
hanging brows. Yet he was most gra-
cious to Du LiHut, and when he turned
and perceived Monsieur Cassion next
in line, smiled and extended his hand
cordially.
"Ah, Francois, and so you are here
at last, and ever welcome. And this"
he bowed low before me in excess Of
gallantry, mo doubt will be the Made
moiselle la Chesnayne of whose charms
have heard so much Of late. BY my
faith, Cassion, even your eloquence
hot inc 70 hn
Where, mademoiselle, have you hidden
yourself, to remain unknown to us of
Quebec?"
81 have lived with my uncle, Hugo
Chevet."
"Ah, yes; + recall the circumstances
nova rough, yet loyal trader. He
was with me once on the Ottawa
and tonightr
"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. 81 have al
ready tested his faithfulness. Your
father, mademoiselle2"
Captain Pierre la Chesnayne, sir"
"Ah, yes; 1 knew him well; he fell
on the Richelieu; fine soldier" He
turned toward Cassion, the expression
of his face changed.
"You depart tonight"
"At daybreak, sir"
"That is well; see to it that no time
| is lost on the journey. have it in
my mind that De Baugis may need
you, for from all l hear Henri de
Tonty is not an easy man to handle."
"De Tonty?"
SAY! the lieutenant Sieur de la Sale
left in charge at st. Louis; an Italian
Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1916-08-18

An orphaned girl of seventeen
pledged against her will by a
coarse male relative to marry a
man she loathes, needs a 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 acquaintances? - young
Sieur Rene d'Artigny, frontiers
man and gentleman Of France,
and Sister Celeste at the con-
vent. How Adele met her prob
lem Is told In this instaIlment.
Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1916-08-18
SYNOPSIS.

Adele la Chesnayne. a belle of New
France. is among conspirators at her un-
cle's house. Cassion, the commissaire.
has enlisted her Uncle Chevets aid
against La Sale. D'Artigny, la Sales
friend, offers his services as guide to Cas-
sion's party on the journey to the wilder
ness. The uncle informs Adele that he
has betrothed her.