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Carroll County democrat. (Huntingdon, Tenn.) 188?-1971, 1916-07-14

times a foreigner or two comes In.
mostly BY accident. But yesterday,
when was In the kitchen, three men
came In hurry. They had lodged
under cover there to escape being
seen by plain-clothes man. / could
hear their talk through the little
kitchen slide through which we pass
our dishes. And when | heard their
voices l opened the slide little, and
! knew at once that one Of the men
was Palidori, or Legar, as he calls
himself now. He was talking mostly
TO man called CaEavanti Then"
''Wait q minute" interrupted Cold
en-, with his finger on the bell button,
4 want my secretary to hear this"
The woman In black sat silent until
Manley had re-entered the room. Then
Golden motioned for her to continue.
Il heard Legar mention your name"
she went on, still unmoved by the
older mans half-sneering incredulity.
"Then he blamed Casavanti for some
scheme that had failed, some scheme
to degrade my Margory. But he had
the girl back. he said, and this time
he'd expect Casayanti to do his part
"Casavanti also said he wanted that
woman for himself, and declared she'd
come like a hungry cat when he'd fin.
ished with her. / knew then what he
was. knew what Legar was plan
ming. Tit made me forget every
thing. / started for the table where
they were. tried to hold Legar. T.
think / called for help. | chung to
him as he staggered toward the door.
But one of his men struck me. They
escaped, then, for | was too dazed to
do anything more"
It was Marley who spoke next, an
eager light in his scowling young eyes.
"But where did they say the girl
was?" he asked.
They did not say. But one Of them
spoke of Oyster Joe, who'd stolen
some casks OF old cognac. This man
Oyster Joe was sending the casks by
another man named Old Eli to some
secret hiding place."
But how can that help us?" asked
Manley.
II thought, with those names to
work with, I might in some way find
my child, find her and save her. Sure
ly, with money, men could be hired"
do you hear, Marley" broke in the
grim-jawed man Of millions. tits
money again! It's always money!"
He wheeled about and confronted the
tired-faced woman This is the sec
ond pretty story I've had to listen to
lately. And, madam, may as well
tell you now that / don't believe a
single word of It. Whether you're an
other come-on for that Cookson gang
or not, | don't know. / don't even
care. But | know that twenty years
ago you deceived me, and lied to me.
You robbed me Of more than my home
then. But you'll never do 1t second
time!"
The white-faced woman was also on
her feet by this time.
II have no wish to go back to the
past" was her coldly-enunciated re-
ply. Il expect neither pity nor gen.
Carroll County democrat. (Huntingdon, Tenn.) 188?-1971, 1916-07-14
THIRD EPISODE
the C0GNAC CASK

Bring that woman In here!' com.
manded Enoch Golden as he flung
open his library door. He stepped in
side, the next moment, as the figure
In black, pinioned close between
young Maniey and Wilson. the butler,
was piloted into the shadowy room.
sit down." he barked out at the
silent and motionless figure with the
heavy black veil still draping its face.
"Manley, Is there any chance Of
this woman being armed?" Golden
suddenly asked Of his secretary.
She's not armed, sir" was young
Manley's quiet reply, though it took
a tussle before Wilson and / could
get hold of her"
WELL" Golden said to the yelled
figure in the chair, what brought you
spying and lurking about my homer"
That was a question which the WON.
an apparently chose to leave unan-
swered.
DO you intend to answer" de-
manded the millionaire. "Or must 1
have you put out Of this house with
out a hearing?"
"That seems to be habit OF which
time has not deprived you" was the
Quiet-toned reply.
It was not the muffied sting in those
words, nor the calm bitterness with
which they were spoken, but more
the voice itself, with its ghostly re-
hinder OF other days. that brought
Golden up short.
who are your he repeated when
he saw that he and the yelled woman
were alone in the room. And why
are you here?"
You win nisjudge that" answered
the woman as she threw back the
heavy folds Of her veil, as much as
you misjudged my actions Of twenty
years agol"
why are you here?" repeated Cold
en-, with unconsciously hardening
voice
IT was love for my daughter"
The pugnacity went out Of the grim
face bent ever the desk top.
What do you know about-about
your daughterY he demanded. not
meeting her gaze.
Il know that she Is in danger, in
terrible danger"
THAT means you know where she
is, where she could be found?" was
Golden's quick inquiry.
That is the one thing that made
me brave enough, or cowardly enough.
Carroll County democrat. (Huntingdon, Tenn.) 188?-1971, 1916-07-14

or had they worked harder than over
the knots Of the mysterious stranger
who had left them trussed and bound
to the beams Of their own sail loft.
They might, indeed, have remained
gurgling and writhing there like two
tethered copperheads while the care
less tides rose and fell about them.
had not one Scupulo visited Coney
Island In his dilapidated car Of an
cient vintage, and having there con-
ferred with a lush dip In hiding from
the fiatties Of Manhattan, decided to
circle homeward by way Of Oyster
Joe's, in the hope of that refreshment
which had more than once cheered
him on his dusty journeys.
Instead Of finding refreshment, how
ever, he unearthed two ferocious-eyed
and dry-throated captives, who, when
released, danced and gesticulated in
coherently about their habitation.
Then, when speech had returned to
them the visit of the mysterious
stranger was explained and the neces.
sity Of getting in touch with Legar
made plain.
It was not long, accordingly. before
three men and car nalvely missing
on one cylinder went coughing inland
along the narrow road threading
those uncounted acres OF sea marsh.
They were within fifty PAGES OF a
crossroads landmark known as Chin
ney-Pot Corner when below not I'M
like that of branded range steer
burst from the indignant throat Of Old
Eli. For that worthy had the unique
experience Of beholding not only his
own purloined team and wagon, but
disconcertingly lifeIike replica of
himself driving it. Scupulo, with the
genius Of true general, arrested the
progress Of that wagon by promptly
stopping his car directly In its track.
This collision In no way improved the
vehicle Of ancient vintage; but sterner
issues were at hand. A moment later
the belligerent trio from the broken
car were trimphantly charging for
Margory Golden and her guardian.
That guardian, fully realizing the
meaning Of the charge, tossed his
reins to the frightened girl and com
manded her to drive for all she was
worth. Then he himself prepared for
invaders.
II was to the first conner that he
directed his main attention, for Scupu-
10, he noticed, already held a knife In
his swarthy hand. One weli-placed
kick on the cIenching knuckles, how
ever sent that glimmering icicIe Of
steel circIing or into the road-dust,
and an equally Well-placed blow on the
jaw sent the owner Of the knife after
1t.
In the meantime, however, both Oys.
ter Joe and Old Eli had gained the /
wagon platform. The former found
himself suddenly cIenched by the |
waist and lifted clsz~ OF the wagon.
Why he shos a so quickly and so VIC
lentiy come Into collision with the
swaying sgule Of Oyster Joe, like an
alley ball hitting a nine.pjn, was
matter which for all time Remained a
mystery to him. But oyer the side OF
the laundering wagon the two figures
suddenly toppled, rolling along the
dust with limbs interlaced and claw
Ing hands unreasonabIy cIenched in
each others hair. And before they re-
gained either their feet Or their men,
al faculties. the wagon itself was well
5n It's way.
Yet the driver Of that wagon knew
hat his escape was only temporary
me.
Carroll County democrat. (Huntingdon, Tenn.) 188?-1971, 1916-07-14

to come to you. do not know where
she Is. But know that she can be
foundI"
80 you have q suspicion where she
iss
Yes" acknowledged the patient
eyed woman.
what are those suspicious founded
ongs
"on certain words which / over
YARD, words spoken by q very evil
M
What IL that mans manner"
he IL a onearmsd man. named Le-
III hala rose from his chair.
ID and Iegar are still com
seesT he cried, turning the
ate In that still open wound
I'D never were comrades.
/ have kept little res
art students and shcpgirIs,
sshington square. t Is
quarter there. Some
Carroll County democrat. (Huntingdon, Tenn.) 188?-1971, 1916-07-14

We've got 70 get ont Of thisl~ Be
called 10 the lurching girl At hia side.
aa he seized the reins and caught 10
whip. We've got q sun ~ mile ana
more before we can reach Bohawkfn
bridge and helplp
He lashed the team forward. We've
got to get to that bridget"
The girl suddenly caught at his arm,
Il can see 3 carlH she called out
TITS following as! It's gaining on usls
Again the driver piled hia whip.
Ara they Htill gainingy" be asked
moment later.
Yes, was the girls answer. but
see. there's the bridge ahead or usl"
''Ey the help Of God. we can make
I'll" suddenly exulted the man at the
reina. for already his tired team was
plunging up the incline Of the bridge
approach. They were on the bridge
now, laundering across the draw.
A power house attendant. framed II
his grimy doorway, stared at them IN
wonder.
Lift your drawl" frenziedly com
manded the stranger. "stop that carl
For Gods sake stop that carl"
But the man in the jumper saw no
reason for any such action. The other
brushing him aside, leaped to the con.
troll lever. The outraged bridgetender
at the same moment Ieaped for the in.
truder.
But that intruder, for ali this sud.
den attack, was not to be turned from
his purpose. The lever was thrown
over and one end Of the massive draw
responding to the impulse Of the equal
~ massive machinery, rose slowly
from the lip Of the dusty roadway.
Legar's car was already laundering
across its span as that network OF
steel began to lift
But the increasing incline OF the
draw, for all the cars momentum,
sucked from that straining engine lss
added strength, retarded little and
yet little more the hurrying wheels.
But in the ascension Of the draw-end
there was no delay.
It was then and then only that q
sudden shout rose from the car. Five
men, realizing what lay before them.
stood Sp In their seats as that throh-
bling and pulsing thing on wheels.
mounting to the edge of the draw, for
one moment poised there. and then
dropped, like q poolbaIl In its pocket,
10. the riverbed below.
It was not until then that the be.
whiskered man at the control lever be-
came fully conscious OF the fact that
the engineer in the oil.stained jumper
was striking and clawing at his intent
body. He endured that assault until
the lever had been reversed and the
draw started back on its descent.
Then, wheeling, the stranger sped
across the draw and leaped Into the
waiting wagon.
'Lookl" cried the girl. pointing to
the riverbed beneath them.
There the stranger could see Legar
and two or three Of his men clinging
to row Of broken piling like limpets
about q river derelict.
4 was hoping" said the stranger
as he caught up the reins, that this
would be the last of him!"
why should you hope that?" asked
the girl at his side az they went lurch-
Ing onward again.
Il hoped It for your sake" was hts
answer.
But who are you, that you should
do all this for me?"
Look back and make sure we're not
Carroll County democrat. (Huntingdon, Tenn.) 188?-1971, 1916-07-14
sYNoPsls.

On Wlndward island PaIidori intriaues
Mrs. Golden into an appearance OF evil
which causes Golden to capture and tor
ture the Italian by branding his face and
crushing his hand. PRlidori opens the
dyke gates and foods the island and in
the general rush 10 escape the flood kid
maps G0lden'g six-yeaF-old daughter Mar
CORY. Twelve years later In New York q
Masked One calling himself .sthe Hammer
OF God" rescues an eighteen-year- girl
from the cadet Casayanti. to whom Jules
Legar had delivered her, and takes her to
the home OF Enoch Golden, millionaire,
whence she is recaptured BY Legar. Legar
and Stein are discovered by Marley, Col
denis secretary. setting fre to Golden's
buildings. but escape.
Carroll County democrat. (Huntingdon, Tenn.) 188?-1971, 1916-07-14

crosby from you. But when your own
daughter Is in danger, when you could
save her, when her voice broke as
she saw the look Of adamant on Cold
ems face. "oh, it's no use; It's no
use!" she cried sobbingly as she
turned and CROPPED her way towards
the door.
It was not until that door closed boz
hind her that Golden once more sank
into his chair. And as he sat there,
wrestling with his own tangled emo
tions before the dark tent Of his soul,
Manley stood staring down at him
with both studious and puzzled eyes,
s'For man who counts his money
in eight figures, that youth finally de-
clared. Il think you're the most I'M
mitigated ass that ever wore shoe
leather!D
aWha what's that?" demanded the
astounded millionaire
why, man, are you blind2 Can't
you see this woman IS sincere, that
she's telling the truth. that she prob
Carroll County democrat. (Huntingdon, Tenn.) 188?-1971, 1916-07-14

room, Margory Golden no longer
cringed at the sound Of their voices.
Casavanti, walking over to her.
turned her face to the light. He peered
at it hungrily, from half-closed eyes.
'Legar." he called out to that
worthy, who had remained at the door
to warn his stickup to admit nobody
but Immediate members Of their band,
4 like the spirit In this girl. She's as
sleek as a she-panther."
Legar's stickup lodged in through
the door.
Say, chief, there's an outsider tryin'
to butt In here!"
Both men promptly wheeled about
at those somewhat disconcerting
words.
Who is he?" was Legar's quick
query.
IAN OF boob Wit BARI o. brandy.
Says he's driven IN from Oyster
Dump"
Legar looked relieved. Casayanti
even lighted another cigarette.
That's all right. It's Old Eli. Help
him in with it. But see that nobody
else gets near that outside door,"
There's always help around, Casa
vanti in case like this proclaimed
the scofing Legar as white-whisk-
cred old figure in bottle-green coat
and hat laboriously rolled the cask Of
liquor through the opened door. The
Owl, with unlooked-for nimbleness in
one Of her years, was already close
at hand. waiting with bung starter and
glasses.
Marg0ry watched the suddenly clam
orous group as they clustered about
the open barrel Her heart sank as
glasses were reflled and the clamor,
instead Of diminishing, grew louder
and louder.
Then, even as she stood depressed
and troubled by this thought, soft
pedal seemed to be slowly applied to
the tumult about her. The soporific
Owl herself, stumbling to chair,
sank inertly into it. Then one after
another they sank into dreamless
stupor
1t was then, and only then, that
dared to move. She studi-
ously stared at that uncouth company
Of sleepers. Then, no longer watch
ing them, but with her eyes on the
door through which their lookout
might at any moment appear, she
CROPPED her way to the side of the bar
rel There she felt about the black
ened oak barrel top for the hidden
spring. A gasp of relief escaped her
lips as she found it. The covering fell
back on its concealed hinge, and float
Ing inside It she found white pine
shaving on which was written:
Turn barrel and empty it. Then
get in and replace cover. All viii be
we'll"
The stickup 50 covertly yet 30 dis
watching for any suspi-
sious approach to Legar's watergate |
quarters, was astonished. a few min
ties later. to behold the white-whisk-
sred old man in the bottle-green coat
,nce more drive up to the door OF
he Owls nest.
HI, you, gimme a hand with this
'ar'l!r that bewhiskered 5-iSer COM
handed.
''W pop sot this timer In
81 nan.
enough to leave
It'll the chief! Stung
Il y gallons Of cooking |
h out one-half wood al
Aat2T demanded the
Carroll County democrat. (Huntingdon, Tenn.) 188?-1971, 1916-07-14
being followed, was the strangers
swer. Then I'll tell you'll" e

being followed, " was the strangers
swer. +Then I'll tell you'll"
The girl stared back along the
roadway. But along that roadway
nothing to be seen.
What she saw when she 4
again. though, was gray wig
fringe Of yelIowish-white vi
lying IN the bottom Of the
And when she lifted her eye
strangers face she heheId 81
face suddenly rejuvenated, the
row bead Of 9 yellow mask, q yeiI5|
mask which covered the eyes and ths
upper part Of the head. But below th'
mask intimidating as It was IN N
mystery, she could zee that tie rnouta
vas a smiling one.
ITO BE CONTINUED1
The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1916-03-23
WOOD SELLS FOR LESS
We Sell for Cash Only

Hardly but this
shall sell these
remarkably prices You
you trade here.
The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1916-03-23
STORY TELLS OF O
LONG CANOE TRIP

The March number Of Pacific Motor
Boat, just off the press, contains the
fourth installment of the story now
running in that magazine about trip
down the Columbia river on a small
motor boat. These articles have at
tfacted wide attention because of the
unsual performance Of this small boat
in.making the run from Priest Rapids
to Astoria, powered only with an out
board motor. Incidentally it was the
first motor boat to make the trip
through the new waterway after the
Cello canal was opened.
The articles have been elaborately
illustrated, as one of the two men in
the boat was Walter Miller, Of Seattle,
one of the finest scenic photographers
in the northwest. The other man was
A. v. Comings. one Of the publishers
of Pacific Motor Boat, who is writing
| the articles. k<s.
In the last two insta ailments Comings
speaks enthusiastically about the seem
cry along the river and says that
| neither the Hudson nor the st. Law
renee are to be compared with it. Re-
ferring to one part of the cruise, he
says:
"To me this part of the..river, from
the magnificent Wallula gateway to
Bonneville. below the Cascade Locks,
is in many ways the most interesting
portion of the great waterway. have
taken the much advertised trip up the
Hudson river from New York to AL.
oany many times, and while it is a
beautiful trip. why. the scenic features
could be scattered along the Columbia
{, from the Wallula gateway to below
Hood River and one would hardly notice
them, they would be so overshadowed
by the natural besuties and attractions
along the route. This holds true of
the auch-touted Palisades of the Hud-
son zoo. for those beautiful palisades
could be used as aside show, for many
real pieces of scenery on the Columbia,
And once get the trip down the rapids
of the Columbia as well known as that
other famous trip, down the st. Law
renee. and many new steamer will
have to be built to accommodate the
tourists who will yearly flock to this
coast and make the journey. As re-
member the st. Lawrence trip, there is
nothing in the whole river that com.
pares in beauty of both river and sur
rounding scenery with the $50 miles of
Columbia from the Wallula gateway
down. And know that the famous
Lachine rapids. aren't half as thrilling
as the roaring Umatillas, for I've run
both of them."
The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1916-03-23
O..W. Go. Offers Free Seed Corn

O.-W. R. & N. Agent Fredricy states
that he has received numerous requests
from orchardists for seed corn. The
local com acreage, which has been in
creasing for the past several years.
from present indications will be heavier
the coming season than any former
season. The first man to actually re-
ceive seed corn from the railway COM
pany was T. Fl. Sherrard. state forest
supervisor, Of Portland, who spent the
week end here looking after ranch on
Neal creek.
The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1916-03-23
Wood Not Knot Wood

OF course-you may think--that wood
is wood-bnt then again--sometimes--
wood is knot Woodland veto boot
And | decided-to tell you-if you
read this-that there is some wood--it
came from Parkdale-which is not knot
woodland it is not wet wood
And so--when you know this-then
III tell yon more-and that is-we have
that wood-to sell.
I'll add-just little more--to tell you
that this wood is also-as cheap as
any--and that we--deliver ito you
promptly.
LISTENING give you-good mea.
sure--Transfer 4 Livery o.-tel. ALL
If you want shoes that don't 90
wrong 90 to Johnsen's. !
The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1916-03-23
Let Us Spray

In the spring the young mans fancy
Lightly turns to thoughts of love.
But the visions of the farmer
Seem to gather up above.
Men you see who gaze devoutly,
At the blue or cloud-blown sky,
And they show their hearts devotion
When they murmur with sigh,
Let US spray!'
Some you see with hands uplifted
Gazing with look profound.
Then you note their lips are moving,
And you listen for the sound.
Stately, stern, like sacred music,
Measured forth upon the air,
Come the words with feeling teaming
And they're echoed everywhere.
LET us spray" !"
So you see why Billy Sunday
Settled down beneath Mount Hood,
Seeking perfect peace and quiet
Just as any Sunday would.
For he hears the men of Newtowne
And Of Spitzenburger, too;
Whisper gently to each other
Words that here quote to you,
Let us spray! p
Bill Case.
Don't you just love doughnuts and cof
lee? Try some of our baking. Blue Rib
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The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1916-03-23
Farmer" Smith, the O.-W. R. & N.
agriculturist. offers all ranchers enough
acclimated free seed to plant an acre
of corn.
Henderson Lecture TOmOrrrw

Prof. L. F. Henderson will deliver
his lecture on the geological formations
of Hood River county at the Barrett
school house tomorrow evening. The
meeting will be held under the auspices
of the Parent Teacher Association.
However, all residents of the county
are urged tu attend.
The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1916-03-23
Keep Your Bowels Regular

AS everyone knows, the bowels are the
sewerage system of the body, and il is of
the greatest importance that they move
once each day, If your bowels become
constipated. take dose OF Chamberlain's
Tablets just after supper and they will
correct the disorder. 0btainable every
where.
The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1916-03-23
'f!-f1ssss-s-i-s-.s~4-i-t4-i-i-f-tt-s
FINS, FURS AND FEATHERS

Many valuable dogs are killed at this
season of the year from salmon poison
ing. The dogs eat salmon heads or en-
trails and soon become affected from a
parasite that gets into the blood of the
fish after they enter the fresh water
streams of the northwest. 1t is said
that dog never RECEIVERS from salmon
poisoning.
If housewives will take care to burn
all entrails and heads of salmon, in
stead of throwing them in the garbage
can or the backyard, the lives OF many
good and faithful canine friends may
be saved.
The window of Garrabrant & Parker
at this season Of the year is usually
made attractive each day by the dis
play of somebody's catch of fish
Many beauties have been exhibited.
During the cold weather of the past
winter, when the earth was snow COW
cred, birds of the Upper Valley, to get
grit for their craws, picked the con-
crete and mud chinking from Upper
Valley log residences.
Do not lose your fishing or hunting
license. The law requires that new
one be secured. Your license is, there
fore, worth one good dollar.
The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1916-03-23
Report of the Condition of the
Hood River State Bank

State Of oregon, County of Hood River-ss:
|. W. F. Wahrer, Cashier of the above
named bank, do solemnly swear that the
above statement Is true to the best of my
knowledge and belief W. +. WAHRER,
Cashier.
Subscribed and sworn to before me this
18th day of March, 1916. JOHN BAKER,
Notary Public.
Correct-Att S. A. Mitchell. NJ. NJ. Hill
w. F. Wahrer. Directors.
The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1916-03-23

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