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The St. Charles herald. [volume] (Hahnville, La.) 1873-1993, 1922-01-21

The fool is about the only per-
son on earth who doesn't try to
keep others from thinking he is
one.
The St. Charles herald. [volume] (Hahnville, La.) 1873-1993, 1922-01-21

According to a contemporary.
costly weddings are gong out OF
style. With no other kind left.
what are wesgoing.to- do?
The St. Charles herald. [volume] (Hahnville, La.) 1873-1993, 1922-01-21
Ii tie world would stop itos-
ing for q while some of us might
be able to forge ahead.

Ther. is--a rrsubdue.rwhispes 81
the short skirt going out of style.
There is not enough left to at
tract attention.
American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1922-01-20

I'll give you so much trouble thar
you'll be glad to sell 1t TO me later
for hair that amount. The Balls thInE
they own a big interest In that COAL
There's a lot of them, too. and they
can keep you from working the mine.
Well, ] can't vast time In diekering
with you. What do you sayT'
II say" and Dale smiled an odd lit
tie smile. that your plan appears to
be perfect, except that you've over
looked n or two important details.
For instance, there's the law, y'know."
THE law-now don't go and fool
yourselfP exclaimed Goff. 1.-THE state
couldn't afford to keep a hundred men
here, month in and month out, just to
protect your little mine. My patience
Is about gone, Dale-for the last time.
what do you say2"
II say that I'll beat you al any
game you put up against me-" very
quietly. Furthermore, | say that you
are a coward and a scoundrel, and
that you haven't got the insides in you
TO fight me a fair mans fight. If you'll
only pocket that thing you've got in
your hand, I'll now down half an acre
of meadow bush with you body"
The other turned red, then white.
then red again. Bill Dale's words had
dashed him keenly. His eyes became
like hard block beads. and he began
American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1922-01-20

To- a minute or two on business" he
drawled; II hope we've come to spend
the night wi me, anyway"
I'm here in the interests of peace"
Dale began, looking at the hillman
squarely. II want you LittIefords to
be on good terms with our neigh
bOrs, the Morelands. John is out
there at your gate now he is waiting
for you to ask him in and say to him
Let's begin anew; let's be friends,
your people and my people, you and
me. You want that, don't you, Benz
Babe did, I'm sure"
Littleford frowned, laced his big fin
gers together and twirled his big
thumbs. Now that he was once more
at home, with assurance that his
daughter would entirely recover, he
was no longer weak; he had all his
old courage and all his old, stubborn
hill pride back.
"Ill ak John in" he finally de-
cided, "but he'll hat to make the fust
break at a-bein' friends. Me AKIN
him into my house is a purity burned
SOON SlaAb lOM d4h lIlGnuSL1P, hlu =
it?"
He arose, took up the lamp, walked
to the front door and opened 1t, and
called into the night:
Wont We come in, Johnr'
81 reckon l will, Ben" was the lazy
answer. "Fo' a minute, anyhow. But
reckon l CANT stay long"
Moreland followed Littleford into
the best room. Littleford put the lamp
beside the worn leather-bound Bible
On the table, and they sat down. They
looked steadily at each other, and
Dale saw plainly that both were Ill
at ease. Surely, thought Moreland, he
had done a great deal when he had
come into bis old enemy's house.
Surely, thought Littleford, he had
done a great deal when he had asked
John Moreland into his home.
Came a silence that was heavy.
Each was depending upon the other to
make the advance. The two clansmeD
stared at each other more and more
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TX.
A Signal Victory.


The mining man Hayes, the major
and John Moreland we're waiting at
The gate when Dale. accompanied by
the m~oOnshiner. returned to the cabin.
Dale was the first 10 speak. He told
briefly Of that which had taken place
al tie blown-down sycamore, and at
the last Of 1t By Heck Strengthened
proudly.
~ be dadjimmed ef / hadn't ha'
pumped him so full o. lead at the
couldn't enough o. men got around
him TO tote of his corpst, eff he hadn't
ha' drapped the towards gum" BY
Heck declared as herceIy as he could.
"Cause NAV she seed In the cup at
Bill Dale was a-goln' to be a right
pa'tickler friend o. mine, igod. and
has a habit o. takin' keer O. my
friends. Now thar was my Uncle Bill,
him what could jump a sixteen-raIl
fence" y
III was a nine-rail fence, By" Inn
patiently cut In John Moreland.
"You've done told that so much 'at
it's dang nigh wore out. S'posen We
go back thar to the orchard ahind o.
the house and see what Gale and
Luke's a-doln'; hey. ByT"
Heck nodded and went toward the
orchard. He knew they didn't want
him to overhesr what they we're going
TO say, but 1t didn't offend him. II
wasn't easy to offend the good-natured
Heck.
Moreland turned to Dale. "Wellr'
Dale turned to Hayes.
Were going to begin the building
Of the little railroad at the earliest
possible moment And because | don't
know anything about the work, I'm
going to ask you to take the lead. Now,
there may be some lighting. don't
want you to go into this thing blind
ly, you see. IL you're going to with
draw at all, do IT now"
"rm not q stranger TO fighting"
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Other More and More Sharply.
sharply, and soon shadows of bitter
ness began to creep into their eyes.
Then Major Bradley, guest of Ben
Littleford, strobe into the room with
a patrician and soldierly air, and he
understood the situation perfectly.
Gentlemen" he urged, shake
hands. Be friends"
They didn't. Neither seemed to
have heard the major. 1t angered BIZ
lists, these grown-up children, was not
yet very thorough. He went to his
feet. John Moreland, too, arose.
WED as well go, hadn't we2" Dale
clipped, and there was disgust in his
voice.
." reckon we had" agreed More
land.
They walked out of the cabin, leav-
ing Major Bradley and Ben LittlefOrd
gazing silently after them. At the
gate Dale caught John Moreland's
sleeve and halted him.
"Why on EARTH" he demanded,
didn't you make the breakf'
"Bill Dale, l went into his house 70
Dale put his hands on one of the
we~atherbeaten gateposts and looked
over to where a bright star burned
like a beacon light above the pine
fringed crest of David MOreland's
mountain. He continued to look at
the star, his face gray, until it glim-
mered.
Then he began to blame himself;
he was the hope Of a benighted peo-
pie, and he had foolishly lost his tenn
per at a crucial mOmentl He wondered
whether it was yet too late, and
turned his eyes toward his silent COM
panion. He saw that John Moreland
was looking toward the beacon star
The voice of Ben Littleford came to
them plainly because the night was so
very still he was reading from the
Gospel according to Saint Mark,
preparatory to his bedtime prayer.
The two at the gate listened intently.
The way In which the nliterate giant
stumbled over the simplest words was
pitiful.
The hillman closed the Good Book
and placed 1t on the table beside him.
There was the low shutting of feet
as half a dozen persons knelt at their
chairs, The prayer which followed
was much like John Moreland's own
bedtime prayer; 1t had in It less OF
duplication than of thanksgiving.
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TO Fire.
to raise the wi~cked-looking pistol as
though he mean to fire.
Then there was the sound of a
breaking twig behind him. and a voice
drawled out:
'Drap 1t, MIster-drap the funny
little gun, OF the middle o. Tarment
is yore potion right nowi"
1t was the m~oonshiner, BY Heck,
and his rife was leveled. Goff dropped
the pistol. Heck grinned, advanced
slowly, took up the weapon that the
hillfolk call a towards gun" and
tossed 1t into the river.
Nov git-cut the mustard-light a
rag away from here" he ordered,
'afore ! let Bill Dale loose on vel"
Golf went away rapidly.
II wonder If you heard him say
anything that would make you valu-
able as a Witness" muttered Dale.
I'm the event we want to have him ar
rested2"
II heerd you tell him at he was
afeard to fight We a fair mans fight,
and at eff he'd pocket that thing he
held in his hand ye'd NOW down TWEEN
~ acres o meadow bush with his low
down bOdy-that'd be yallyable in cote
wouldn't it2"
Dale smiled. Then he frowned.
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other word. II was hard for Inn to
throw down completely the hatred OF
years upon years. Had il beer any
other person than Bill Dale, a tighter
after his own heart. who had asked
it, he never would have even consid-
ered it; he would have said quickly {:
Wen thrash the Balls and the Lit
tlefords, tooP'
The younger man read something of
the others thoughts.
with the help of the law" said he.
W might whip them all. But it
would mean a great deal of bloodshed
at best. The Littlefords are Babes
people, y'knOw. | like Babe. You
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TO BE CoNTINUEDl
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.EsS.~, ~>A1-
The Dolores star., 1922-05-05

Most of the fun we have in life
isn't the kind we are looking for.
The Dolores star., 1922-05-05
CHAPTER XVIII.

Saturday came, a perfect day that
filled the little valley TO the brim with
golden sunshine AIix, driving alone
TO the mountain cabin, stared in the
morning freshness at the blue over
head and said aloud, "Oh, what Il dag
of gold :"
The dog, sitting beside her on the
front seat, tapped his tail in answer
to her voice, and she laughed at him
by sharp sigh.
Saturday" she unused, "and Mar
tin expects Cherry to 90 with him on
Monday Expects her 10 20 back with
him to a life of misery for her, exist
ence with man she hates! Oh, Cher
ry-my little sister there can be no
happiness for you there! And Peter.
Peter is left behind to me, who can
not comfort him or still the ache that
is tearing his heart! My two loved
ones, and what can do to help them ~
She had come up to the cabin TO do
the usual last little daily fussing
among the ducks and chickens and to
bring Peter, if Peter had not gone into
town, back with her to Cherrys house
They had all dined in the old Strick-
land house the night before, and be-
cause of sudden rainfall had decided
to spend the night there, too. The
ChiItese boy who had been helping the
sisters with their housecleaning had
been persuaded to cook the dinner and
get breakfast, and the evening about
the old fireplace had been almost too
poignantly sweet
But suddenly, at about ten o'clock,
Peter had surprised them all by get
ting to his feet. He was going up to
the cabin, he said-must go, in fact.
He would rather walk, please, he told
Alix, when she offered to drive him
up in the car. Bewildered and little
apprehensive. she let him go. To Cher
ry, who seemed to feel suddenly sad
and uneasy, Alix laughed about it, but
she was secretly worried herself, and
Immediately after breakfast the next
morning decided to run up to the cabin
in the car and assure herself that
everything was right there.
Cherry, who had not slept and who
was pale, had come out to the car,
her distracted manner increasing Alix's
sense that something was gravely
amiss. She started on her trip with
a heavy heart, but the half-hour's run
soothed her in spite of herself, and
now she reached the cabin In a much
more cheerful mood.
Peter was nowhere about, and as
she plunged into the work of house
and farmyard she supposed, without
giving the matter conscious thought,
that ne had gone to the city.
Mis- Peter not 60 train" Kow an
bounced presently
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all that mattered. They spoke con-
fusedly, in brief monosyllables, and
were silent. their eyes meeting only
furtively and briefly.
"Can you walk up to the cabin with
me" Peter asked. II want so much
to speak to you. Everythings all ar
ranged for tomorrow. All you have
to think Of is yourself. Now. in case
of missing the boat again-which isn't
conceivable, but we must be ready for
anything!-I shall go straight to the
club. You must telephone me there.
Just go off tonight quietly, get as
much sleep as you can, and keep your
wits about you"
"Tell me our plans again." Cherry
faitered.
ITS perfectly simple" he said, CIV
Ing her anxious face concerned
glance. "You are going to the divers
1 go In, in the morning, to get your
suitcase and my own ard get to the
boat shall be there at half-past ten,
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tne redwoods. Without speaking,
Cherry and Peter started after him.
"Aud now that we are alone togeth-
err Cherry said. after few minutes,
"there seems to be nothing to say
We've said 1t all"
"Nothing to sayr' Peter echoed.
.AIix knows" he said in his heart.
whatever we do, it all seems so
wrong!" Cherry said with watering
eyes.
whatever we do is wrong" he
agreed soberly.
But we GOT" she said on hutter-
ing breath.
I'VE must gor Peter answered.
And again. like the ominous fall OF
heavy bell-tongue, the words formed
In his heart: "AliX knows. AK
knows"
He thought of the afternoon, only
few weeks ago, when Cherry's beauty
had made so sudden and so irresist-
lille an appeal to him, and OF the In
nocent delight of their luncheons to-
gether when she had first confided In
him, and of the days of secret and
intense joy that her mere nearness
and the knowledge that he would see
her had afforded him. 1t had all
seemed so fresh. so natural, so entire
" their own affair, until the tragic
day of Martins temperance and the
hour of agonized waiting at the boat
for the Cherry who did not come.
There had been no joyous self-confi-
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Alix's vague

All Alix's vague suspicious
awakened.
Not go train?" she asked with a
premonitory pang.
Kow made large gesture, as indi-
eating affairs disorganized.
Him no go to bed" he further
stated. Boss come late. He walkin'
on porch"
He came in late and walked on the
porch" Alix echoed in low tone. as
If to herself. where Mr.. Peter go
coffeeT
No eat" the boy answered. He
Indicated the direction of the creek,
and after while Alix. with an icy
heart, went to the bridge and the pool
where Peter had first found Cherry
only few weeks ago.
He was standing. staring vaguely at
the low and lisping stream, and Alix
felt great pang of pity when she
saw him. He came to her smiling
but as Cherry had smiled, with wan
and CHASTITY face.
Peter, you're not well?" Alix said.
II think-I am a glittle upset." he
answered. They walked back to the
house together. AliX ordered him to
take a hot bath, and made him drink
some coffee, when, refreshed and
grateful, he came out to the porch
half an hour later. They shared the
little meal that was her luncheon and
his breakfast.
He followed her to the car and got
in the front seat beside her.
You're awfully good to me- he
said, briefly, when they were going
down the long grade.
Alix did not answer Immediately and
he thought that she had not heard.
She ran the big machine through the
valley, stopped at the postoflice, and
still In silence began the climb toward
the old house. The roads were all
narrow here. but she could have fol-
lowed them in the dark, he knew, and
he understood that it was not her driv-
ing that made her face so thoughtful
and kept her eyes from meeting his.
You say I'm good to you. Pete"
she surprised him by saying suddenly.
Il hope I am. For you've been very
good to me, my dear. There's only
one thing in life that I haven't got, and
want. And that you can't, unfor-
tunately. get for me-"
He had flushed darkly, and he spoke
with a little effort. I'D like to try !"
She ignored the invitation for a few
minutes, and for an instant of panic
he thought he saw her lip tremble.
But when she turned to him, it was
with her usual smile.
ITS only that | would like to have
you-and-and Martin-and Cherry as
happy as ! am ~ she said quickly. And
a second later the mood was gone as
she turned the car in at the home gate
and exclaimed, There's Cherry now"
Martins somewhere about" Cherry
said as Peter Joined her, and Alix
stopped the car within conversational
range.
Alix remarking that she would turn
the car so that she might later start
on the grade, disappeared, and the
two were together again. after what
highland what day and that was
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CHAPTER xVll-Continued.

NO; Ali1 is going to speak to him
about IT." Cherry outlined the talk
that she and her sister had had at
breakfast.
Then shouldn't bring up the ques
ton at ALL" Peter decided, quickly.
ut would only mean an ugly and un-
necessary scene. It's much wiser to
let him continue to think that you
don't know anything about it, and to
let Alix think that you are ignoring
the whole thing!"
Until Sunday" she whispered.
Until Sunday" Peter glanced at
Martin and Alix, who were talking to-
gether absorbedly, in low tones. MY
little sweetheart, I'll make all this
misery up to your" he whispered. Her
little hand was locked in his for the
rest of the evening.
Morning came, a crystal autumn
morning, and life went on. If there
was any change at the cabN 1t was a
change for the better. AliX, who had
been silent and troubled for a little
while, was more serene now, as usual
concerned for the comfort of her
household, and as usual busy all day
long with her poultry and pigeons, her
Bookkeeping, stable, and dogs. Peter
was his courteous, gentle, interested
self, more like the old Peter who had
always been occupied with his music
and his books, than like the passion
ately metamorphosed Peter who had
been so changed by love for Cherry.
Martin, satisfied with the general re-
spects and consideration with which
he found himself surrounded, accept
ed life placidly enough; perhaps he
had been disturbed by the advent of
the letter, perhaps he was willing to
let the question of an adjustment be-
tween Cherry and himself rest. 1t
amused him to help get the house
ready for a tenant, and from the fact
that Cherry talked no more Of living
frequent reference to their departure
on Monday, he deduced that she had
come to her senses.
Cherry, too, was less unhappy than
she had been. By avoiding Peter, by
refraining even in words and looks
from the companionship for which she
SO hungered, by devoting herself to
Alix, she managed to hold her feelings
in leash. Even though Alix found
that the knowledge of the secret they
shared without ever mentioning stood
between them like a screen, the sis
ters, busy about the house, had won
derful hours together.
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dence in that hour, none in the dis
tressed hour at the Orpheun, and the
hour just past, when CherrJ's rarely
displayed passion had wren6hed from
him his last vestige of doubt.
But this was the eliminating unhap-
piness that he should know, from
Alix's brave and gentle and generous
look as they parted, that AliX knew.
He had, in the wild rush and hurry
of his thoughts, no time now to analyze
what their love must mean to her, but
1t hurt him to see on her happy face
those lines of sternneSs and gravity
to see her bright and honest eyes
shadowed with that new look of pain
1t was too late now to undo it; he
and Cherry must carry their desperate
plan to conclusion now. must dis
appear and forget. They he'd tried, all
this last dreadful week, they had botlf
tried, to eXtinguish the flames, and
they had failed. But to Peter there
was no comforting thought anywhere
Wrong would be done to Martin, to
Alix, to Cherry-and more than even
these, wrong to himself, to the ideal
of himself that had been his for so
many years, to the real Peter Joyce
"Listen, that's Buck !" said Cherry,
as the dogs loud and violent barking
reached them from beyond turn in
the twisting road. HE didn't catch
them, then"
The road, running and making n queer.
"himpering noise that Cherry never
forgot She was a stranger TO them,
but she ran toward them, making the
odd, gasping noise with much dry
mouthing, and with wild eyes.
Horror was in her aspect, and hor-
rOr was the emotion that the first
glimpse Of her awakened vaguely in
their hearts, but as she saw them she
suddenly found voice for so hideous
scream that Cherry's knees failed her,
and Peter sprang forward with shout.
He gripped the woman's arm, and
her frantic eyes were turned to him.
"Oh, my God !" she cried In a hoarse,
cawing voice. MY God! They're over
the bank-they're over the bank!"
who" Peter shouted, his heart
turning to ashes.
"Oh, the car-the automobilel I" the
woman mouthad. "Oh, my God-I saw
1t go! l saw 1t fall! Oh. God, save
them-oh, GOD, take them; don't let
them suffer that way!"
They were all running now, running
with desperate speed down the long
road, about the curves, on and on to-
ward the frantic noise Of the dogs
barking, and toward another noise,
the sound of human voice twisted
and wild with agony.
The strange woman was crying out
wildly; Cherry was sobbing a prayer.
Peter, without knowing that he spoke
at all. was repeating over and over
again the words: Not Alix-my God |!
1t cannot be-she has never had an
accident before-not Alix"
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
The Dolores star., 1922-05-05
The Manners Of Women.

MADAM" said the man standing
in the street car, "why do you persist
In punching me with your umbrella p
II want to make you look around so
can thank you for giving me your
seat. Now, sir. don't go Off and soy
that women haven't any mannerA"
The Dolores star., 1922-05-05
Matter of Luck,

"Rastus," said the judge, 81 want
you to come clean, Were you in that
chicken coopT"
"Ah was, boss; deed All was. But
All did nothing wrong"
"Didn't you steal a chicken?'
"Yes, All did. All counted thirteen
birds, and All 'cided that was an un-
lucky number 70 the man to have."-
Judge.
The Dolores star., 1922-05-05
The Reason.

was his bankruptcy due to lack
of brains?" "Yes-a lack and lass
Tales.
The Dolores star., 1922-05-05

No one suffers in silence If he
thinks the government is to blame.