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The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-10-07
DINNERS PARTIES AND MUSIC HELP TO
 MAKE SOCIETY GAY AT CAMP MCCLELLAN
sy PATRIOTIC PATRICIA

Admission. october s.--tSpecial )--To coneressman Fred Blackmon. Annis- ton. is indebted for Camp Mcclellan For years he had visions of tented city here. For years he has talked Anniston and it's ideal climate. He has constantly pictured to influential army officials these surrounding mountains, trying to make them realize the pe- culiar fitness of this country for a large cantonment.
 At last his dreams have been reai- ized and a tented city of even larger magnitude than even MT. Blackmon hoped for has sprung up with anaz- ing rapidity,
 Annistonians were eager to call our cantonment Camp Blackmon, but Uncle sam had decided to name it for fa- nous general.
 Now that the camp is a reality, both MT. and Mrs Blackmon are doing thelr Dit most nobly to make it pleasant for the stranger within our gates, ana to prove that southern hospitality and friendliness are also realities
 Mrs. Blackmon Is an ideal help meet" for a man of official promi- hence She is young. unusually pretty. vivacious quicR at repartee and very tactful Her magnificent home is be- ing constantly thrown open to sol diers and visitors. Those who have en- loved Mrs Blachinonts hospitality will learn with sincere regret that she ex- poets to close her home in December and spend the rest of the season in Washington.
 Besides innumerable small parties. there were four large, brilliant affairs during the past week. At the coii,itras club, with the pennsylvanian off cers in charge Of the elaborate ar raneements, the reserve officers enter tained at dance On Saturday even ing Gen. Charles w. Barber and the officers of the New Jersey brigade gave large reception and dance at Camp Mcclellan
 The Athletic club entertained on Saturday afternoon from to at the club rooms in honor of the famous military organization known for over a century as the "Richmond Blues.'A now officially designated as the First Virginia cavalry.
 The "RichInond Blues entertained at reception and dance at the Coun- try club Friday evening.
 Engraved invitations have been is sued by Major Duiin and his co-work CTS at construction headquarters to I lance to he given. next week at the Alabama hotel, Major Dulin has an ranged to bring a Memphis band. now playing in New Orleans. to Anniston
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 eclipse in brilliance any function give1. in Alabama in years.
 Hunger for home food was demon strated by the way the soldiers flockad to the lawn fete given last evening by the Red Cross chapter When word was sent forth a week ago that goodies, such as mother makes at nome would be served at the lawn fete, the demand became far greater than the supply Tho late corners were consoled by the an nouncement that "still there's more to follow. and the cry Tor more was oft repeated last evening
 The practice of having soldier for sunday dinner Is becoming more and more popular. Every time a hostess .es the great appreciation of these often times homesiclS soldier boys of a touch 9. home life, she Is eager to grant t5o pleasure to another. Usually the hostess takes down the address of the boy S mother and writes to assure her that the Alabama women have the comfort of her boy at heart. Hundreds of letters fuh of overwhelming gratitude pour into An niston from these mothers every week.
 Isn't 1t q lovely idea to use your talent
The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-10-07

N this time of the year, Dear XA\ Becky, when the leaves are be- & a ginning to lose their summer sheen, we cannot but feel melan- choly shadow creep into our hearts which brings back the words of the old song:
 Failing leaf and fading tree,
 Lines of life on a sul1en sea.
 Good-hy to summer, good by, good-by."
 1t seems doubly sad at this time to part with our warm hearted friends as we must do for two of Brrning- hams beloved women are going from us to make their homes in other places and to draw to themselves the esteem and affection of other commu- mites.
 We are all truly sorry that Dr. and Mrs. Preston Blake will leave Birming- ham soon for Newport News, Va. where he has been called to preach, yet doesn't 1t seem quite natural that they should want to go to Virginia regardless of how much we desired them to remain here? That is Dr. Blake's native state and he has count less friends and relatives who will most cordially welcome hira and his charming family. Speaking of Mrs. Blake, reminds me of the lovely lit- tie surprise party that was planned Tor her few days ago on the eve of her departure for visit to relatives w.
 Tn Kentucky. She was spending the day with Mrs. Thomas Herren, but most of it they spent on a shopping tour. Later in the afternoon Miss An nie Williams took them for an auto mobile ride and when they returned they were greeted by 20 or more friends of Mrs. Blake and before the afternoon was over about 100 called to bid her farewell and Mrs. Herren. in her charming way, just turned the affair into the loveliest informal tea and much to Mrs. Bfake's surprise she was presented with very beautiful
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E N c A c E M E N T s
TAYLOR-DRYFR

MT Mrs Edmund Hicks the engagement of their October 24.
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CRIMES SULLIVAN

Pulask The will Tuesday,
The Birmingham age-herald., 1917-10-07
PETElRMAN-HAYDEN

PFIIFIRMAN-HAYDEN 
  October Truvle
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M'CARTY- BOHEMIAN

Mr. Mrs the of their daughter residence 2O12 Tuesday, october 16
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1917-02-01

fast In the wake of its sounding. She
knew only that 1t fitted in with her
childhood's conception Of the Indians
warwhoop. But she did know that
in an instant after 1t had been borne
along the wind she had seen a thing
happen which she would have disbe-
lieved had she heard 1t from the lips
OF . narrator.
She saw in one breathing space the
half-raised figure of Fletch McNash un-
der the quilts of his bed. and that OF
young Jeb under the covers Of his
pallet. She saw in the next breathing
space. with no realization of how II
had happened. both of them crouched
low at the center of the floor. the ia
ther's eyes glued to the front door,
the sons to the back. The older man
bent low, like a runner on his mark
awaiting the starting signal. His right
hand held the rifle at his front. his
left lightly touched the floor with
fingers spread to brace his posture.
and his face was tensely upturned.
So, while she counted ten, father
and son crouched in precisely similar
poses, one covering the barred door
at the front with repeating rifle, the
other seeming to stare through the
massive timbers of that at the back
with leveled pistol. No one spoke. No
one moved. but the regular swelling
breath of sleep had died, for every
pair of lips in the place was holding
its breath, bated.
Then came fresh pounding of hoofs
and scattering of gravel and chorus
of angry, incoherent voices sounded
above the noise of flight-or was n
pursuit? Whatever words were being
shouted out there in the night were
swallowed in the medley, except a
wake of oaths that seemed to float be-
hind.
The noise. like the other which had
preceded 1t, died swiftly, but in the
instant that 1t lasted Fletch McNash
had lifted his left hand and brought
his rifle to the ready" and his son had
instinctively thrust forward his
cooked revolver.
For a full minute, perhaps, the girl
in the bed had the picture IT two fig.
ures bent low like bronze emblems OF
motionless preparation, yet not a syl-
liable had been spoken. and when. from
quite a distance beyond, there came
the snap of single shot. followed by
the retort of volley. they still mel
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1917-02-01

where It might mean a pitched battle
So 1t had been awaited. too. up and
down the creeks and branches that
crept from the ragged hills, where men
were leading morbid lives of isolation
and nursing grudges.
During the three days that the sus-
pense continued each recess of court
found the long-limbed frame of Milt
McBriar tilted back in q split-bottom
chair on the flagstones at the front
of the hotel. His dark face and pierc'
ing eyes gazed always thoughtfully
and very calmly off across the dusky
town to the reposeful languor of the
piled-up, purple skyline. Likewise,
each recess found seated at the other
end of the same house-front the short
er, heavier figure of fair-haired man
with ruddy face and sandy mustache.
Never did he appear there without two
companions, who remained at his right
and left. Never did the dark giant
speak to the fiorid man, yet never did
either fail to keep a glance directed
toward the other.
The man of the sandy hair was Breck
Havey, next to Bad Anse the most
influential leader of the clan. His in
fluence here in Peril made or unmade
the officers of the law.
When these two men came together
as opposing witnesses in homicide
case the air was fraught with eie-
ments of storm.
"Thar's war a-brewin'," commented
native. glancing at the quietly seat
ed figures one noon. AN them fel-
lers air in ther bilip'."
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ther spoke nor moved. But at last.
as II by one impulse. they rose and
turned to face each other.
Then, and then only, was there ut
terance of any sort inside the house.
In a voice so low that Juanita would
not have heard 1t save that every
sense was painfully alert. Fletch said
to his son: 81 reckon ther wars on
again"
The boy nodded sullenly, and the
father commanded in an almost inau-
dible undertone:
Lay down"
The boy went back to his pallet and
the father to his bed. For long time
there was dead silence, and then one
by one they took up again their chorus
of snores. Tomorrow might bring chaos
but tonight offered sleep. Still the
girl lay gazing helplessly up at the
rafters and wondering what things
happened out there in the grim, un-
communicative silence of the slopes.
A little while ago she had been
dreading what might come. Now. in
an access of terror. she thought of
what must come.
"Ther wars on" That was enough.
Evidently there had been hell" over
there at the dance. She had reached
the country just in time to see new
and sanguinary chapter open.
She would in all probability sec
people she actually knew, with whom
she had spoken. and whose hands she
had taken. the victims of this brutal
blood-lust.
And in the face of such things these
human beasts could sleep!
But one was not sleeping, and after
while among the snoring slumberers
Good Anse Talbot rose and knelt be.
fore the hearth. There were still a
few glowing embers there, and as he
bent and at last took the knotted
hands away from his scanned face they
cast feeble light upon his features
and upon the bare feet that twisted
convulsively on the stone fireplace
It was a tortured face, and as the
girl watched him she realized for the
first time the significance of the words
"to wrestle in prayer" 1t suddenly
| came to her that she had never before
seen a man really pray. For an hour
the hankwoods missionary knalt thAr>
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ary kick off his brogans and shed his
coat. Taking off her own boots and
jacket. she slipped between the faded
"comforters" OF the sheetless couch.
In five minutes the taper was out
and the place was silent save for the
cracking Of the logs. The little girl
at her side lay quiet, and her regular
breathing proclaimed her already
asleep. In another five minutes Jua-
nita, with closed eyes and burning lids
and aching muscles, heard the nasal
chorus OF snoring sleepers. She alone
was awake in the house.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1917-02-01
Copyright BY Charlie. Neville Buck,

tunes, since the plural rather than the
singular fitted their dimensions. had
come to her with his wish that part OF
them should go to advance education
in the Alleghenies. She was to be
his stewardess in overseeing the work
but that she should go in person and
permanently to that crude environ
ment had not been anticipated. Those
who had known her in her life OF nor
NAL luxury, of dancing and playing
and of deliciously rhythmic person
ality. would have laughed at the idea
ns absurdly incongruous. OF this fact
the young man had heatedly reminded
her on the night when she gave back
his engagement ring and announced
her determination.
with a suffering Of hopelessness in his
eyes which she ached to comfort
"Juanita, dearest, courts and turies
and the bayonets of militiamen have
struggled to civilize those savage
people. and for a hundred years they
have utterly failed. Their one god
is Implacable Hatred"
Il shan't go with juries or bayo-
nets" she had retorted.
You will go without knowing them.
their ways, their point Of view."
II don't know them now. but l will
know them"
you haven't even a letter of In
PRODUCTION"
II never heard'-her voice rang
with a note against which he knew the
futility of argument-"that the Savior
needed letters of introduction"
And so an imagined heartbreak and
a crumbling world OF illusions-as she
fancied-had driven her suddenly Into
self-appointed exile-and a mission.
Her education had been pointed to
itting her to oversee such work-done
by the hands Of others. Even then.
had not he and all the rest goaded her
with their insistent refrain, You can't
do it?" Now she was here.
She drew herself up straight as she
sat on the stile and impatiently dashed
away the moisture from her eyes. II
that other man had only had In him
the iron wasted on this desperate.
Anse Havey! She rose at last and
went unwillingly back to the cabin.
The host sat barefooted before, the
fire and talked with the missionary.
The girl heard their conversation
through the dullness of fatigue, won
dering how she was to sleep in this
pigsty. yet restrained from asking per-
mission to retire only by her embar-
rassment and unfamiliarity with the
native code.
At last she heard Brother Talbot
suggest: Hits gittin' ter be late an
we've got a tol'able long way ter jour
ney termorrer. l reckon we'd better
lay down"
Juanita began counting heads. There
were six In the room. and the boy Jeb
was yet to return from the dance, and
while she was still trying to work out
the problem the woman pointed to a
corner bed and suggested: Il reckon
you'd better bundle in with Dawn"
She saw the girl crawl into bed
Just as she was and the mission
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1917-02-01
SYNOPSIS.

Juanita Holland. a Philadelphia young
woman OF wealth. on her journey with
her guide, Good Anse Talbot. into the
heart of the CumberlRnds to become a
teacher of the mountain children. faints
at the door of Fletch McNash's cabin.
While resting there she overhesrs a talk
between Bad Anse Havey. chief of his
clan. and one of his henchmen that ac-
9uaints her with the HaveyMcBriar feud.
Juanita has an Improbable talk with Bad
Anse and they become antagonists.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1917-02-01
CHAPTER III.

1t is related in the history of the
Hntfield-McCoy feud, which burst out
bStweep ueighbors over q stray ptG.
The Elk Mountain pilot., 1917-02-01
CannlbaI God.

CannlbaI God.
Fijian cannibals worship god
named Mata Waloo. who has eight
atnmarhs and is always eating.
The Morgan City daily review. (Morgan City, La.) 1916-1920, 1917-02-08
ISSUE OF CERTIFICATES
WILL BE SOLD HERE
Entire Issue Will Likely be Taken
By Local Financial Institu-
tions

The total issue Of certificates au-
thorized by the City council at its
last meeting will probably be dis
posed of in Morgan City among the
local financial institutions.
The total issue Of $4,000 and
will run for a period Of 25 years
and the proceeds will be used to
pay off the present obligations OF
the city, and for the current ex-
penses Of the city.
To meet this issue, "a mills OF
the present 10 mill tax will be set
aside
The money derived from the is
suance Of these certificates will put
the city on a sound basis without in
creasing taxes. It will reduce the
rate of interest for the city obliga-
tons, and eliminate the necessity OF
borrowing from year to year.
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The life-saver thought she meant
that he was her husband. He thought
1t q pity that so pretty girl should
have so much husband. But he did as
he was told and hurried Mulry ashore.
Gloria felt lonely and afraid when
the boat was gone. She wondered ii
she could make the land. She did not
really care, her life was too sad. She
was beginning to droop and fail when
Royce appeared at her side and set
her hands on his strong shoulders. She
liked him better than she thought she
did. He swan magnificently. He saved
her and she was glad to be saved.
When at last she staggered ashore
and her father embraced her, wet as
she was, she looked about for Mulry.
He was gone. The life-saver had re-
vived him and he had tottered away.
Gloria did not know whom he was
visiting. He was not In the hotel reg
listers. She did not know that he had
gone to his friends cottage, slammed
his clothes in his trunk and suitcase,
and returned North.
One of the picturesque features Of
Palm Beach life Is the presence now
and then Of Seminole Indians, who
come up from the everglades to sell
baskets and other samples Of their
The Morgan City daily review. (Morgan City, La.) 1916-1920, 1917-02-08

marry me nOw?"
Gloria was almost as much embar-
rassed by this second proposal In the
Poinciana gardens as she had been by
the first in the everglades. She could
not imagine what to say. The chief
crowded closer to her. Suddenly his
face hardened as he looked past her.
He ,clenched his fists and reached for
a knife. Gloria followed his eyes and
saw Doctor Royce in the distance. She
wondered why the chief should hate
him. The chief explained with dogs
snarl.
''That man nearly kill me once. He
take you from me-"
Gloria pointed to Royce questioning
ly. The chief nodded. Gloria protested.
She would not permit the glory of her
rescue to be taken from her dead love.
mo. no; it wasn't that man. 1t was
this one" she cried, and caught from
her gown a little portrait Of Freneau
in a locket.
The chief clutched it and looked
hard. The chiefs lip curled with scorn.
He aughed-almOst.
Him? Humph! Him white liver
Him run! That man there hand me
big wallOp. Ugh!"
Gloria was indignant. The chief de-
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scribed with vivid pantomlme and gut.
tural words the true history Of her
rescue, his own proposal of marriage,
Gloria's swooning with terror, FIRE.
neau's arrival, his terrified retreat be-
fore the chiefs advance. The struggle
for the chiefs knife. and finally the
tremendous uppercut that had knocked
the chief. Meanwhile, during the
fight, he had caught glimpses Of Ere
neau's hasty gathering up Of Gloria
and his escape with her, leaving Royce
to his fate.
Gloria was aghast at the story. As
the chief went on with 1t Royce saun-
tered up and paused. The chief turned
on him and was about to attack, him.
Royce fell into an attitude Of self-de-
tense. but smiled and spoke soothingly
and put out his hand. The chief took
it. He was good sportsman and so
was Royce.
Gloria looked from Royce to the pic
ture of Freneau in her locket. A ter
rible doubt Of Freneau assailed her.
She seized Royce by the arm and
dragged him to one side, demanding:
1T was you that saved me. Why
didn't you tell meY
Royce looked sheepish and shrugged
his shoulders. He did not know just
what to say. Gloria looked at the
locket with hideous new suspicion.
then turned and hurried away with
tears springing to her eyelids.
Royce stared after her adoringly.
Gloria wandered far down the beach
alone. She was in a hopeless frame OF
mind. She dropped to the sand brook
ing over the crumbling of her hero q
glory. From the sea the ghost of Ere.
neau seemed to come to her and. knee.
ing by her, take her in his arms. She
thrust him away, crying:
Coward! Cad! Liar!"
The ghost retreated sadly into the
sea. Gloria wept over the picture In
her locket.
Royce, coming along the beach, found
her. He knelt down at her side.
Gloria turned to him with the old ques.
ton:
why didn't you tell me that It was
You who saved me, and not DickT'
Royce gazed into her sad eyes pity
ingly. He was unable to deal the death
blow to her trust in her dead lover.
He gpoke gently.
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craft, srattiesnake skins, and trinkets
Of various sorts. Among those who
stood offering bargains Of the sort were
the young chief who wanted to marry
Gloria and the old, squaw whose horse
Gloria had tried to steal. They recog-
mixed her when they saw her wander
ing slowly along looking for Mulry.
Gloria paused and stared 1t tAem.
She did not recognize them at first and
stopped to price a souvenir Of her cap
tivity. But she noted the wild glare
In the.eye Of the romantic peddler and
suddenly remembered her swarthy
sutton Of five years ago. Her old fear
came back to her for the moment. She
started to escape. The chief clutched
her hand and compelled her to pause.
She was hardly treasured by his soft
words.
Don't be 'fraid. Nice squaw, nice
squaw."
She could think Of nothing to say.
He did the talking.
Many years since squaw run of.
You got husband yetf''
Gloria shook her head and sighed.
The chief sighed, too-with relief. He
spoke Erandlosely. IAN right You
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1T was Treneau that found you and
saved you. I arrived a little too late.
and l simply held off the Indian chief
while Freneau made sure of your
safety"
Gloria studied him with a longing to
believe in Freneau. He did not finch.
She thanked him and he rose sadly and
walked away. He had lied to her be-
cause he loved her. But his heart was
almost bursting with protest against
the sacrifice.
When he had gone, Gloria put out
her arms to the sea, crying:
Dick, Dick, forgive my suspicious
and come back to mel"
From the waves Freneau seemed to
come forth again and, sitting down be-
side her, take her in his arms. She
wept, then rose and accompanied by
his ghost, moved slowly and sadly
along the beach.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
The Morgan City daily review. (Morgan City, La.) 1916-1920, 1917-02-08
MORGAN CITY ELECTRIC co.
MAKING IMPROVEMENTS
Steps Are Being Taken Toward The
Supplying of Day Current For
Morgan City

The Morgan City Electric Co. is
preparing to spend large sum OF
money for improvements which will
eventually give to Morgan City, cur.
rent "a hours in the day.
At this time there are few sec.
tons of Morgan City having day
current, and plans are being rapid
ly pushed forward to increase the
territory Of the day current. Creo.
soted poles are taking the place OF
the old poles and the city is being
divided into sections, in which to
place creosoted poles to replace
those now in use.
This step on the part Of the Nor
gan City Electric Co. of which Mr..
Byrns Young is general manager
will meet with the approval of the
many people who have wanted day
service.
1t will make it possible for the
housewives Of this city to have the
advantage Of the many appliances
controlled by electricity to make
Homework easier.
Ironing can be done by electri-
city, sewing machines can be opera
ted, meals can be cooked, carpets
cleaned; in fact there is no limit to
the many conveniences that may be
enjoyed with the aid Of electricity.
With the extension of day service
in this city, it is expected that there
will be lively demand for electrical
appliances in Morgan City.
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Ii Pays to Buy at
the Specially Store.

When the bowels become irrepu.
lar you are uncomfortable and the
longer this condition exists the
worse you feel. You can get rid Of
this misery quickly by using HER
BINE. Take a dose on going to bed
and see how fine you feel next day.
Price soc. Sold by Belanger Drug
Co.
The Morgan City daily review. (Morgan City, La.) 1916-1920, 1917-02-08
ITlPays To Buy at
the Specially Store.

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