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New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1916-06-16

Cormick is member Of the Federal
Reserve Board Of the Philadelphia dis
trct, and is the owner Of THE Harris
burg Patriot" Pennsylvanians here
to-day said he had an excellent reputa
ton as money raiser.
There was some talk among the mem
bers of the national committee this
evening Of ighting the selection OF MI
Mccormick, but il was not taken seri-
ously, as the President always has the
final say. Nevertheless, the Presl-
dents selection of the former Yale
quarterback has proved anything but
popular with the members Of the com
mittee. whose choice for the place was
Homer s. Cummings, national commit.
teeman from Connecticut. He Will
have to be satisfied with his old place
as vce-chairman of the committee
Fred r. Lynch. of Minnesota. was
also disappointed, and he, too, will re-
tain his old place as chairman Of the
executive committee. Wilbur W
Marsh, Of Iowa, will succeed Rolls
Wells. OF Missouri, as chairman Of the
committee.
Henry Morgenthau. former Ambassa-
dor TO Turkey. will be chairman Of the
finance committee The names Of the
other money raisers have not yet been
decided upon. although considerable
progress in that direction, was made al
a conference tonight The plans for
collecting funds will be along the lines
Of the 1912 campaign. There will be a
finance committee in each state COM
posed Of half a dozen Of the best col
lectors. who in turn will work IN con
junction with a central committee In
New York
Campaign Funds Not Plentiful.
The Headquarters Of the national
committee will be at 30 West Forty
second Street, New York. IL has not
yet been decided whether to open West
ern headquarters in Chicago, az in 1912.
In collecting funds for the campaign
an appeal will be made for popular
subscriptions, from a dime to- check
for FIVE figures.
The Democratic newspapers VIII be
called upon TO helD with the popular
subscriptions by throwing open their
columns TO the publication of the
names OF all those who contribute.
The outlook for campaign contribu-
tions this year is not nearly so bright
as IL was four years ago. Consequently
contributions will not he scrutlnlzed so
closely. with practically no danger OF
contributions being returned. -Four
years ago a number OF contributions OF
tainted money were returned. among
them a check for $4,000 from Cyrus
Mccormick, Of the Harvester Trust:
Mr.. Mccormick was classmate OF
President Wilson NJ Princeton.
No time will be wasted in starting
the campaign. Conferences have been
arranged between Democratic managers
while here. and when the plans have
all matured a conference will be held
with the President TO get his approval.
Colonel Edward VI. House will be the
Presidents spokesman al national head
quarters and the court OF last resort
in settling disputes. He will not ap-
pear on the surface as having promi-
nent part in the management Of the
campaipn. hut will quietly direct things
from a private Office at headquarters TO
which few persons will be admitted. In
fact, few will know its location.
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Recovered from Attack, He
Dimes Two Blocks from
Nominee.
RUMOR PERSISTS
THAT TWO WILL MEET
Republican Leaders Plan Con-
ference at Union League Club,
Is Wide Report.

Colonel and Mrs. Roosevelt dined
alone at the Langdon Hotel last night.
Two blocks further down Fifth Ave-
nue. Charles +. Hughes, Republican
nominee for President, dined with his
friend, Samuel II. Ordway, at the Uni
versity Club. That is as near as the
two men have come TO getting together
since they both have been in the city.
Yet the rumor persisted last night
that they might meet to-day.
The Colonel was non-committal on
the subject. At his hotel last night
he appeared to be practically recov-
cred from the annoyance Of strained
muscles in mis- left side He said he
was feeling fine, but that ne would
remain in the city until tomorrow.
Some OF his friends could not explain
why he should stay in the city another
day when Sycamore Hill would be a
much more ideal spot in which to re-
cuperate If his indsposition still
needed attention.
These circumstances led to the gen
eral impression that the Colonel was
staying over" 10 attend a meeting
with the Republican nominee, if It
could be arranged, before the latter re-
turns to Washington tonight. IL was
understood that leading Republicans
who had worked for the Colonels nom
nation in the Roosevelt Republican
Committee were making earnest ef-
forts 10 bring the two men together,
with the hope that Colonel Roosevelt
would commit himself to the support
OF Hughes.
Rumor Of Meeting at Club.
The Colonel found some humor in
the suggestion last night that he and
Mr. Hughes were dining so near 20 each
other that eventually they might dine
together
as there any chance Of you and Mr..
Hughes dining together" ne was
asked.
That would be telling" he replied,
jokingly.
There was a report yesterday that
an attempt was being made TO arrange
a meeting at the Union League CLUB.
Samuel W. Fairchild, president OF the
club, and other prominent Republicans
among it's members called on the Re
publican candidate at the Hotel Aston
That fact probably gave rise to the re-
mort. II is not believed, however, that
the Colonel would consent to meet the
Republican nominee unless the invita-
ton came from Mr.. Hughes directly
Some of his friends look for such an
invitation later on when the Colonel
has returned 20 Oyster Bay. In any
event. Mr.. Roosevelt is not expected 70
make his attitude publicly clear. either
toward the Progressives or Hughes
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the store waiting on several children
eager 20 buy candy before the last bell
rang, when her little daughter. Gussie,
ran downstairs and cried: Mamma,
papa has walked out Of the window"
in the courtyard Mrs. herman found
her husbands body. =
Berman had been i'll, and his wife
was planning TO send him 10 the coun-
try with the few dollars she had saved
by rigid economy. He wasn't pleased
with the prospect and said he would
never 90.
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Has Chicago Invitation.
FORTY WAYS AND MORE TO ctLIfok
MA AND NORTH COAST

q the tlfl- 81 an sttrscflNe hooe.r. r-oN
hv ~. CHICAGO a North WEST ~
ny which outlines 10 concise t".n 80,
Than forty different attractive Ioe,sr 80
cn,,,tp, ana shows plainly by sef-t
outline maps how you may plan 49,
frlp 10 Sc the scenic wonders 'i ~ 49,.
and ihe localities most intefesi'N- TO
sfekInr rest and recreation. . ~.
W.tied frr. on annIIrffien % a.
Ton a. A. chicago s Norfh Ms.,oth ~,
ia, Broadwsy. gs- Csse.sy ss', Sa@
Y-AayL.N
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BOYS FRIEND TAKES LIFE
Benny. the Candy Man" Suicide in
Brooklyn Store.

Benny. the Candy Man. is dead. and
the children Of Public School and Of
the Catholic school Of the Assumption,
v Brooklyn. are sad. Benny hllled
himself Yesterday morning by jumping
from q window of his home, at IS Henry
Street. Brooklyn.
"Nrs Benny AS the children knew
the wife Of Benjamin herman. was in
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HITCHCOCK TO BE
URGED ON HUGHES

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Representative william H. Stafford. o.
Milwaukee. and Frank l. Brown. di-
rector Of the Panama Pacific Exposi-
ton. who accompanied Mrs. Abbie r.
Krebs. national delegate from Califor-
MIA, and one OF the three women dele
gates 20 the Chicago convention
Has Chicago Invitation.
"Mr. Hughes will roll up tremen-
dous majoA,y in the Pacific State"
said Mrs. Krebs. "and his nomination
means the return Of the Republican
party 20 It's former prestige and
power"
Martin B. Madden, one OF the rep
resentatives from Illinois, will srriye
here to-day from Chicago with an m
ytation 20 Mr. Hughes 20 address the
people Of Chicago on thu lake 'front.' on
July T. The meeting will be held IN
der the auspices of the City Of Cnie~s''
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is the suits themselves,
not the twenty dollars!

sity Club with Samuel II. Ordway, chair
man Of the State Civil Service Commis-
sion. Mr.. Ordway ia an old friend or
the candidate. their friendship dating
back 20 college days, when Mr. Ordway
was in Brown, a year ahead Of Mr..
Huohes
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disc among which there always something entirely some
thing that have bought at deal less than usual and which
sold These items featured Thursday
of each weeOppory Day Generally these items not ad
but prominently displayed the Therefore
visit to this store tomorrow will prove worth while.
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THURSDAY. FRIDAY AND SATURDAY

Greater gdh ia HeHe andm elgat e1ieT
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Deodorants
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A@% "A ~ ~ AAA
Daily, as our inventory progresses, there are
new lots thrown into this great sale. Odds and
ends, broken lots, discontinued lines, odd sizes,
etc, are daily being brought out for quick dis
posal The low prices at which this merchan-
disc is being sold in no way indicates its pres
ent market value.
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"Are you-acquaintedT between here
and Lac Seul?n she asked
Her voice had in it the same haunting
mystery that he had seen in her eyes-the
same apprehension, the same hope, as if
some curious and indefnable instinct were
telling her that in this stranger she was
very near the thing that she was seeking.
al am stranger" he said. "This is
the first time have ever been in this
country"
She sank back, the look of hope in her
face dying out like a passing flash.
IL thank you" she murmured. II
neutrality-suspicious. might know of a
man whom am seeking-a man of the
name of Michael O'Doone.'
She did not expect him to speak again.
She drew her heavy coat about her and
turned her face again toward the window.
There was nothing that he could say,
nothing that he could do; and he went
back to Father Roland.
LIE was in the last coach when a sound
came to him family. 1t was too sharp
for the wailing of the storm. Others heard
it and grew suddenly erect, with tense and
listening faces.
1t came again.
The heavy-jowled man who had taken
the adventure as jest at first, and who
had rolled himself in his great-coat like
alternating woodchuck, Embossed his
voice in a rumble of joy.
dts the whistle!" he announced. ats
coming at last!'
David came up quietly to the door of
the smoking compartment where he
had left Father Roland. The little mis-
soner was huddled in his corner near the
window. His head hung heavily forward,
and the shadow of his black hat concealed
his face. He was apparently asleep.
David drew away from the door on the
tips Of his toes, and resntered the coach.
He did not stop in the first or the second
cars, though there were plenty of empty
seats, and people were rousing themselves
into more cheerful activity. He passed
through one and then the other to the
third coach, and sat down when he came
to the seat he had occupied. He did not
look at the woman across the aisle imme-
diately. He did not want her to suspect
that he had come back for that purpose.
When his eyes did seek her in casual
sort of way, he was disappointed
She was almost lost in her coat. He
caught only the CLEAN of her thick, dark
hair, and the shape of one slim hand, white
as paper in the lamp-glow. He knew that
she was not asleep, for he saw her shout
ders move, and the hand shifted its po-
sition to hold the coat more closely about
her. The whistling of the approaching
engines had no apparent effect on her.
For ten minutes he sat staring at all he
could see of her-the dark glow of her
hair and that one ghostly white hand.
lie moved he shuffled his feet, he coughed
he made sure that she knew he was
there; but she did not look up. He was
sorry that he had not brought Father
Roland with him in the first place, for he
was certain that if the little missioner had
seen the grief and the despair in her eyes
the hope almost burned out--he would
have gone to her and said things that he
himself had found it impossible to say
when the opportunity came to him. He
rose again from his seat as the powerful
snow-engine and it's consort coupled to
= L
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heart.
In the third coach, David sat down in
an empty seat. What had the little mis-
sioner meant when he had said, "Tve
learned one thing better than most of you
who live down in civilization. And that's
how to find yourself when you're down
and OUT? And what had he meant when
he added, "Will you come with me?" Go
with him? Where?
There came sudden crash of the storm
against the window, shrieking blast of
wind and snow, and David stared out
into the black night.
Was that what Father Roland had
meant? Had he asked him to 60 with
him into thatS
His face touched the cold glass. He
stared harder. That morning Father
Roland had boarded the train at wilder
ness station and had taken a seat beside
him. They had become acquainted. And
later the little missioner had told him how
those vast forests reached without break
for hundreds of miles into the mysterious
north. He loved them, even as they lay
cold and white outside the windows.
There was gladness in his voice when he
said that he was going back into them.
They were part of his world-a world OF
mystery and savage glory, he had called
it, stretching for thousand miles to the
edge of the Arctic, and fifteen hundred
from Hudsons Bay to the western noun
tains. And tonight he had said, 4Will
you come with me?"
David's pulse quickened. He had al
ways been more or less pusillanimous in
the face of winter. He disliked cold. He
hated snow. But this that shrieked at
him outside the window had set something
stirring strangely within him.
half broken, and out-of-tune sort of
laugh. 1t was the first time in year
that he had so forgotten himself; and in
the sudden and inexplicable spontaneity
of it he was startled. He turned quickly
and looked across the aisle, and his eyes
met squarely the eyes of woman.
He saw nothing but the eyes at first.
They were big, dark, questing eyes-eyes
that had in them hunting look, as if in
his face they hoped to find the answer to
a question. Then the face added itself
to the eyes. 1t was not a young face; the
woman was past forty. But this age did
not impress itself over a strange and APP
pealing beauty in her countenance which
was like the beauty of flower whose
petals were falling. Before David had
seen more than this, she turned her eyes
from him slowly and doubtfully, as if not
quite convinced that she had found what
she sought, and faced the darkness beyond
her own side of the car.
David was puzzled, and he looked at
her with still deeper interest. Her hood
had slipped down, and hung by it's long
scarf about her shoulders. She leaned
toward the window, and as she stared
out her chin rested in the cup of her
hand. He noticed that her hand was
thin, and that there was shadowy hollow
in the white pallor of her cheek. Her hair
was heavy, and arranged in thick coils
that glowed duly in the lamplight. 1t
was deep brown, almost black, shot
through with little silvery threads of gray.
For few moments David withdrew
his gaze, subconsciously ashamed of the
directness of his scrutiny. But after
Eftla .b;c axyoc driftad bool, +n bor Hor
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passion for admiration and excitement
became q madness. Their ways grew
farther and farther apart. One day-by
accident-he discovered that his wife had
for long time been carrying on an affair
with another man. When he confronted
her with the shameful truth, she laughed
Yes, she laughed-a mad sort of laugh, a
laughter of fear perhaps, but-laughter.
He did not kill her. Her laughter saved
her. He left her and went out into the
night
There was terrible silence. The tick
ing of Father Roland's big silver watch
seemed like the tiny beating of a drum.
@What happened then, David?"
4My friend never saw the woman-his
wife--again. He went away. That was
year ago. In that year know that he
has fought desperately to bring himself
back into his old health of mind and body,
and am quite sure that he has failed"
DAVID rose to his feet. He was per-
haps five feet ten inches in height,
which was four inches taller than the little
missioner. His shoulders were of good
breadth, his waist and hips of an athletic
slimness. But his clothes hung with a
certain looseness, his hands were too
thin, and in his face lowered the shadows
of sickness and of mental suffering.
Father Roland stood beside him now
with eyes that shone with a deep under
standing. In the sputter of the lamp
above their heads the two men clasped
hands, and the little missioner's grip was
like the grip of iron.
david, I've preached a strange code
through the wilderness for many long
year." he said, and his voice was vibrant
with strong emotion. am not Catho-
lie, and I'm not Church of England. I've
got no religion that wears name. I'm
simply Father Roland. And all these
years I've helped to bury the dead in the
forests, an nurse the sick, an marry the
living; an it may be that I've learned one
thing better than most of you who live
down in civilization-and that's how to
find yourself when you're down and out
Boy, will you come with me?"
Their eyes met. A fercer gust of the
storm beat against the window.
at was your story that you told me, y
said Father Roland, his voice barely
above a whisper. at was your story,
David?"
eyes, it was my story, Father"
"And she-was your wife,
ayes; she was my wife,.
Suddenly David freed his hand from the
little missioner's clasp. He had stopped
something that was almost a cry on his
lips. He pulled his hat still lower over
his eyes, and went through the door out
into the main part of the coach.
Father Roland did not follow. Some
Of the ruddiness had gone from his cheeks,
and as he stood facing the door through
which David had disappeared smolder-
ing fire began to burn far back in his
eyes. After few moments this fire died
out, and his face was gray and haggard
as he sat down again in his corner.
HALF dozen times that night, David
had walked from end to end of the
five snow-bound coaches that made up
the Transcontinental. He believed that
for him it was an act of providence that
had delayed the train. Otherwise sleep
ipp-car would have been Dickad I'm at the
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David sat down.
at is some distance beyond the divis-
ional point ahead-this cabin where you
get Off" he asked.
eyes; twenty or twenty-five miles.
There is nothing but a cabin and two
or three log outbuidings there-where
Thoreau, the Frenchman, has his fox
pens, as | told you. 1t is not regular
stop, but the train will slow down to
throw off my dunnage and give me an
easy jump. My dogs and Indian are with
Thoreau."
aAnd from there-from Thoreaus-it
is a long distance to the place you call
homer
The little missioner rubbed his hands in
queer rasping way. The movement of
those rugged hands and the curious
chuckling laugh that accompanied it
radiated sort of cheer. They We're ex-
pressive of more than satisfaction.
ats a great many miles to my own
cabin, but it's home-all home-after
get into the forests. My cabin is at the
lower end of Gods Lake, three hundred
miles by dogs and sledge from Thoreau's
three hundred miles as straight north
as a niskuk flies"
"A niskuk?" said David.
"Yes-a gray goose"
@Don't you have crows?"
"A few, but they're as crooked in flight
as they are in morals. They're scaven-
gers, and they hang down pretty close to
the line of rail-close to civilization,
where there's lot of scavenging to be
done, you know"
For the second time that night, David
found a laugh on his lips.
"Then-you don't like civiization?r
@My heart is in the northland," replied
Father Roland; and David saw sudden
change in the others face, dying out of
the light in his eyes, tenseness that
came and went at the corners of his mouth.
ONE of his hands dropped on David's
shoulder, and Father Roland became
the questioner.
"You have been thinking, since you left
me a little while ago." he asked
'"Yes. l came back; but you were
asleep
IL haven't been asleep. l have been
awake every minute. | thought once that
l heard movement at the door, but when
looked up there was no one there. You
told me to-day that you were going west
to the British Columbia mountains?s
David nodded. Father Roland sat
down beside him.
"Of course you didn't tell me why you
were going" he went on. Al have made
my own guess since you told me about
the woman, David. Probably you will
never know just why your story has struck
SO deeply home with me, and why it has
seemed to make you more a son to me
than a stranger. | have guessed that in
going west you are simply wandering. You
are fighting to run away from something.
Isn't that it? You are running away
trying to escape the one thing in the whole
wide world that you can not lose by flight
and that's memory. You can think Just
as hard in Japan or the South Sea Islands
as you can on Fifth Avenue in New York;
and sometimes the farther away you get
the more maddening your thoughts be-
come. It-isn't travel you want, David
It's blood-red blood. And for putting
blood into you, and courage, and the joy