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IThutrated By
Denman Fmk
CONTINTATIOX OF C H APTER X.—
Mode Burrell Finds a Path in
the Moonlight
“I know what alls her.” said the father.
She’s found that she’s not like other
girls She's found that a white soul
doesn’t count with white people; they
never go below the skin.” Then he told
her of the scene that morning In the store,
. adding that he believed she loved Lieu
tenant Burrell.
s . -Did she say so?"
••No, she denied it. now that she knows
she hasn't got his kind of blood in her.”
•’Blood makes no difference." said the
woman, stubbornly. “If he loves her. he
will take her; if he does not—that is
aIL"
Gale looked up at her. and was about
to explain, when the utter Impossibility
of her comprehending him made him de
sist, and he fell moody again. At least
he said. 'Tw got to tell her, Alluna.”
“No. no!” cried the woman, aghast
••Don't tell her the truth! Nothing could
be worse than that!"
But he etgrtinued. deliberately: “Love
is the biggest thing in the world; it’s
the only thing worth while, and she has
got to have a fair show at it. This has
been on my mind for weeks, and I’ve put
it away, hoping I wouldn't have to do
ft; but today I came face to face with
it again, and it's up to me She’ll have
to know some time, so tW sooner the
better.”
"She would not believe you. said the
woman, at which he stared.
•*I never thought of that. I wonder if
she would doubt! I couldn’t stand that.
•“There is no proof, and it would mean
your life. A good man's life is a great
price to pay tor the .happiness of one
"I gave it once before.” said Gale, a
trifle bitterly, "and now that the game
Is started I've got to play the string out;
, but—l wonder if she would doubt—” He
paused for a long moment. ' W sll. 111
have to risk it. However. I've got a lot of
things to do first—you and the youngsters
must be taken care of."
“And Stark?” said Alluna.
“Yes. and Stark.”
Burrell took his prisoner to the bar
racks. where he placed him under guard,
giving instructions to hold him at any
cost, not knowing what wild and reck
less humor the new citizens of Flambeau
might develop during the night, for it Is
men Who have always lived with the hal
ter of the law tight upon their necks
who run wildest when it is removed.
Men grown old on the frontier adhere
more closely to a rigid code than do ten
derfeet who feel for the first time the
liberty and license of utter unrestraint,
and it was these strangers whom the
soldier feared rather than men like Gale
S and "No Creek” Lee. who would recog
nise the mercy of hts intervention and let
the matter drop.
After he had taken every precaution
he went out into the night again, and
■ fought with himself as he had fought all
that day and all the night before; tn
fact, ever sines old Thomas had come to
him after leaving Necla, and had so cun
ningly shaped his talk that Burrell never
suspected his object until he perceived
his position in such a clear light that
the young man looked back upon his work
with startled eye*. The corporal had
spoken garrulously of his officer's family:
of their pride, and of their love for his
profession; had dwelt enthusiastically up
on the lieutenant's future and the length
be was sure to go, and finally drifted
into the same story he had told Necia.
Burrell at last sensed the meaning of
the crafty old soldier's strategy and dis
missed him. but before hts work had
rbeen accomplished. If a coarse-fibered.
dallused old campaigner like Corporal
Thomas could recognise the Impossibility
Os a union between Necla and himself,
then the young man must have been blind
, indeed not to have seen It for himself.
The K<mtuckian was a man of strong and
virile pensions, but he was also well bal
te anced. and had ever followed bis head
rather than his heart, holding, as he did.
r a deep-seatod contempt for weak men who
* laid their courses otherwise. The genera
& tions of discipline back of him spoke to
his conscience. He had allowed himself
r * .to become attached to this girl until—
> " yes. he knew now he loved her. If only
> be had not awakened her and himself
with that first hot kiss; if only— But
there was no going back now. no use
for regrets, only the greater necessity
of mapping out a course that would
cause her least unhappiness. If he could
have run away he would have done so
gladly, but he was bound here to this
camp, with no possibility of avoiding
■her.
When he drove his reason with firm
hands be saw but one course to follow;
but, when his mind went slack for a
moment, the old desire to have her re
turned more strongly than ever, and he
| heard voices arguing, pleading, persuad
< frig— she was the equal of any woman In
the world, they said, in mind, tn purity,
gnd in innocence. He hated himself
for hesitating; he railed at his own in
j. decision.’ and then, when he had Justified
his love and persuaded himself that he
was right in seeking this union, there
would rise again the picture of his
people, their chagrin, and what would re
sult from such a marriage. He knew how
they would take it; he knew what his
friends would say. and how he would be
treated as the husband of a half-breed
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colored blood made a negro, and his
people saw but little difference between
the red and the black. It would mean
his social ostracism; he would be shun
ned by his brother officers, and his ca
reer would be at an end. He swore aloud
in the darkness that this was too great
a price to pay for iOve, that he owed
it to himself and to his dear ones at
home to give up this dark-eyed maid who
had bewitched him.
He had wandered far during this de
bate. clear past the town, and out through
the Indian village; but now that he be
lieved he had come to an understanding
with himself, he turned back towards
his quarter* He knew it would be hard
to give her up; but he had irrevocably
decided, and his path began to unfold It
self so clear and straight that he mar
velled how hq could have failed to see It.
He was glad he had conquered, although
the pain was still sharp. He felt a betetr
man for it, and, wrapped in this com
placent optimism, he passed close by the
front of the trader's store, where Necla
had crept to be alone with her misery.
The high moon cast a deep, wide shad
ow upon the store steps where the girl
sat huddled, staring out into the unreal
world, waiting for the night wind to blow
away the fears and forebodings that
would not let her sleep. It was late, and
the hush of a summer midnight lay upon
the distant hills. Burrell had almost
passed her when he was startled by the
sound of his name breathed softly; then,
to his amazement, he saw her come
forth like a spirit into the silver sheen.
“Necla!” he cried, "what are you doing
here at this hour?” She loked up at him
sadly; he saw that her cheeks were wet,
and something Inside him snapped and
broke. Without a word he took her In
his arms, meeting her lips In a long
kiss, while she, trembling with the Joy
of his strong embrace, drew closer and
closer and rested her body wearily
against bis.
"Little girl! little girl!” he whispered,
over and over, his tone conveying every
shade of sympathy, love, and under
standing she had craved. He knew what
had made her sad, and she knew that he
knew. There was no need for words, the
anguish of this long day had wheted the
edge of their desire, and they were
too deeply, too utterly lost in the ecstasy
of meeting to care for speech.
As she lay cradled in his arms, which
alternately held her with the soft tender
ness of a mother and crushed her with
the fierce ardor of a lover, she lost her
self in the bliss of a woman's surrender,
and forgot all her terrifying doubts and
fears. What were questions of breed or
birth or color now, when she knew he
loved her? Mere vapors that vanished
with the first flutter of warm wings.
Nor did Meade Burrell recall his re
cent self-conquest or pause to reason why
he should not love this little wisp of
the wilderness. The barriers he had built
went down in the sight and touch of his
love and disappeared; his hesitation and
infirmity seemed childish now—yes, more
than that, cowardly. He realized all in a
moment that he had been supremely sel
fish. that hl* love was a covenant, a
compact, which -he had entered into with
her. and had no right to dissolve without
her consent, and, strangely enough, now.
that he acknowledged the bond to him
self. it became very sweet and satisfying.
"Your lips cling so that I can’t get
free.” sighed the girl at last.
"You never shall,” he whispered. But
when she smiled up at him piteously, her
eyes swimming, and said, "I must,” he
wrenched himself away and let her go.
As he went lightly toward the bar
racks through the far-stretching shadows,
for the moon was mellow now. Meade
Burrell sighed gladly to himself. Again
hts course ran clear and straight before
him, though wholly at variance with the
one he had decided upon so recently. But
he knew not that his vision was obscured
and that the mood-madness was upon
him.
CHAPTER Xl.—Where the Path Led
By daylight next morning every man
and most of the women among the new
arrivals had disappeared into the hills—
the women in spite of the by-laws of
Lee's Creek, which discriminated against
their sex. When a stampede starts it
does not end with the location of one
stream-bed. nor of two; every foot of
valley ground for miles on every hend
is pre-empted, in the hope that more gold
will be found; each creek forms a new
dfstrict, and its discoverers adopt laws
to suit their whims. The women, there
fore. hastened to participate in the dis
covery of new territory and in the shap
ing of its government, leaving but few of
either sex to guard the tents and piles of
provisions standing by the river bank. In
two days they began to return, and strag
gled in at intervals for a week there
after. for many had gone far.
And now began a new era for Flam
beau—an era of industry such as the
frontier town had never known. The
woods behind rang with the resounding
discords of axes and saws and crashing
timber, and new cabins appeared on every
hand, rising tn a day. The sluggish air
was noisy with voices, and the edge of
the forest receded gradually before the
busy pioneers, replacing the tall timbers
with little, high-banked homes of spruce
and white-papered birch. Dawn till dark
arose the rhythmic rasp of men whip
sawing floor lumber to the time of two
hundred dollars per thousand; and with
. the second steamer came a little steam
saw mill, which raised its shrill com
plaint within a week. punctuating the
Ibusy day with its piping whistle.
1 The trail along the Flambeau was dot
ted continuously with tolling human
beasts of burden, that floundered labor
iously beneath great packs of provisions
and tools and other baggage, winding like
an endless stream of ants through the
ihills to "No Creek” Lee Creek, where
they re-enacted the scenes that were oc
curring tn the town. Tents and cabins
were scattered throughout the length
of the valley, lumber was sawed for
sluice boxes, and the virginal breezes
| that had sucked through this seam in
the mountains since days primeval came
to smell of spruce fires and echo with
the sounds of life.
A dozen tents were pitched on Lee’s
discovery claim, for the owner had been
besieged by men who clamored to lease
a part of his ground, and, yielding final
ly. he had allotted to each of them a
hundred feet. Forthwith they set about
opening their portions, for the ground
was shallow, and the gold so near the
surface that winter would interfere with
its extraction; wherefore, they made
haste. The owner oversaw them all,
complacent in the certainty of a steady
royalty accruing from the working of
his allotments. «
Every day there came into Flambeau
exaggerated reports of new strikes in
other spots, of strong indications and
of rich prospects elsewhere. Stories grew
out of nothing, until the camp took an
hysterical pleasure In exciting itself and
deceiving every stranger who came from
fnorth or south, for the wine of dlscov
l ery was in them all, and it pleased them
distort and enlarge upon every rumor
!that came their way. such being the tem
’per of new gold fields. They knew they
owere lying, and that all other men were
I lying also, and yet they harkened to
“each tale and almost deceived them-
I selves
3 Burrell sought Necla at an early day
•and, in presence of her father, told her
•that he had been approached by men
■who wished to lease the claims he held
for her. It would prove an inexpensive
THE ATLANTA SEMI-V> EEXLY JOURNAL, ATLANTA, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 9, 1909.
way to develop her holdings, he said,
and she would run no risk; moreover, it
would be rapid, and Insure a quick re
turn, for a lease so near to proven terri
tory was in great demand. After some
discussion this was arranged, and Maude,
as trustee, allotted her ground in tracts,
as Lee had done. Poleon followed suit;
but the trader chose to prospect his own
claims, and to that end called in a train
of stiff-backed Indian packers, moved
a substantial outfit to the creek, and
thereafter spent much of his time in
the hills, leaving the store to Doret. He
seemed anxious to get away from the
camp and hide himself in the woods.
Stark was almost constantly occupied at
his saloon, for it was a mint, and ran
day and night. Runnlon was busy with
the erection of a substantial structure
of squared logs, larger than the trading
post, destined as a dance hall, theatre,
and gambling house. Flambeau, the
slumbrous, had Indeed aroused Itself,
stretched its limbs, and sprung into vig
orous, virile, feverish being, and the wise
prophets were predicting another Daw
son for it, notwithstanding that many
blank epots had been found as the
creek of Lee’s finding bared its bed
rock to the miners. These but enhanced
the value of the rich finds, however, for
a single stroke of good fortune will more
than offset a dozen disappointments.
The truth is, *the stream
was very spotted, * and Lee
had by chance hit upon one of the bars
where the metal had lodged, while others
above and below uncovered a bed-rock
as barren as a clean-swept floor. In
places they cross-cut from rim to rim,
drove tunnels and drains and drifts, sunk
shafts and opened trenches without find
ing a color that would ring when dropped
in the pan; but that was an old, old
story, and they were used to it.
During these stirring weekq of unsleep
ing activity Burrell saw little of Necia,
for he had many things to occupy him.
and she was detained much in the store,
now that her father was away. When
they met for a moment they were sure
to be interrupted, while in and around
the house Alluna seemed to be always
near her. Even so, she was very happy,
for she was sustained by the constant
hectic excitement that was in the air
and by her brief moments with Meade,
which served to gladden her and make
of the days one long, delicious, hopeful
procession of undisturbed dreams and
fancies.’ He was the same fond lover as
on that adventurous Journey up Blackßear
creek, and wooed her with a reckless fire
that set her aglow. And so she hum
med and laughed and dreamed the days
away, her happiness matching the peace
and gladness of the season.
With Burrell, on the contrary, it was
a season of penance and flagellations of
spirit, lightened only by the moments
when he was with her, and when she
made him forget all else. This damnhble
indecision goaded him to self-contempt;
he despised himself for his weakness; his
social instincts and training, his sense
of duty, and the amenities of life that
proud men hold dear tugged steadfastly,
untiringly at his reason, while the little
imp of Impulse sat grinning wickedly,
ready to pop out and upset all his high
resolutions. It raised such a tumult in
his ears that he could not hear the other
voices; it stirred his blood till it leaped
and pounded, and then ran off with him
to find this tiny brown and beaming
witch who was at the bottom of it all.
No months in any clime can compare
with an Arctic summer when Nature is
kind, so she crowds into this short epoch
all the warmth and brightness and splen
dor that is spread over longer periods
in other lands, and every growing thing
rejoices riotously in scent and color and
profusion. It was on one of these heav
enly days, spiced with the faintest hint of
autumn, that Necia received the news of
her good-fortune. One of her leasers
came into the post to show her and Po
leon a bag of dust. He and his partner
had found the pay-streak finally, and he
had come to notify her that it gave prom
ise of being very rich, and now that its
location was demonstrated, no doubt the
other "laymen” would have it within a
fortnight. As all of them were ready to
begin sluicing as soon as the ground
could be stripped, undoubtedly they would
be able to take out a substantial stake
before winter settled and the first frost
closed them down.
She took the news quietly but with
shining eyes, though her pleasure was
no greater or more genuine than Poleon’s,
who grasped both her hands in his and
shouted, gleefully:
"Bien! I’m glad! You’ll be riche gal for
sure now, an’ wear plalntee fine dress
lak’ I fetch you. Jus’ t’ink, you fin’ gol’
on your place more queecker dan your
fader, an* he's good miner, too. Ha! Dat’s
bully!"
"Oh, Poleon! I’ll be a fine lady, after
all,” she cried—“just as I’ve dreamed
about!Wasn't it beautiful, that pile of yel
low grains and nuggets? Dear, dear! And
part of it is mine! You know I’ve never
had money. I wonder what it Is like
to be rich!”
"How I’m goin’ tell you dat?”
"Oh, well, they will find it on your
claims very soon."
He shook his head. "You better
knock wood w’en you say dat. Mebbe
I draw de blank again; nobody can’t
tell. I’ve do de sam’ t’lng before, an’
dose men w’at been workin’ my groun'
dey’re gettin’ purty blue.”
"It’s impossible. You’re sure to
strike it, or if you don’t, you can have
half of what I , make—l’ll be too
wealthy, anyhow, so you might as
well.”
He laughed again, at which she sud
denly remembered that ne had not
laughed very much of late, or else she
had been too deeply absorbed in her
own happiness to mark the lack of bls
songs and merriment.
“When you do become a Flambeau
king,” she continued, "what will you
do with yourself? Surely you won’t
continue to search for your far country.
It could never be so beautiful as this.”
She pointed to the river that never
changed, and yet was never the same,
and to the forests, slightly tinged with
the signs of the coming season. "Just
look at the mountains,” she mused, in
a hushed voice; "see the haze that hangs
over them —the veil that God uses to
cover up his treasures." She drew a
deep breath. "The breeze fairly tastes
with clean things, doesn’t It? Do you
know, I’ve often wanted to be an ani
mal, to have my senses sharpened—
one of those wild things with a funny,
sharp, cold nose. I’d like to live in the
trees and run along the branches like
a squirrel, and drink in tne perfume
that comes on the wind, and eat the
tender, growing things. The sun Is
bright enough and the world is good
enough, but I can’t feel enough. I'm
incomplete.”
"It’s very fine,” agreed the Canadian.
I don’ see w’y anybody would care
for livin’ on dem cities wen dere's so
much nice place outside.”
"Dat’s me! I never see no place yet
w’at I care for die on, an’ I never see no
place yet w’at I care for see again ’cept
dis Flambeau. I lak’ it, dis one, purty
good so far, but I aln’ know w en I’m go
in’ get tire’. Dat depen’s.” There was a
look of great tenderness in his eyes as
he bent towards her and searched her
face, but she was not thinking of him,
and at length he continued:
"Fader Barnum, he’s goin’ be here nex’
Sunday for cheer up dem InJun. Con
stance she’s got de letter.”
"Why, that’s the day after tomorrow!”
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cried Necia. “Oh, won’t I be glad to
see him!'
"You don’ get dem kin’ of mans on de
beeg cities,” said Poleon. “I ain’ never
care for preachin’ much, an’ dese feller
w’at all de tarn pray an' sing t’rough de
nose, dey mak’ me seeck. But Fader
Barnum— Ba Gar! She's the swell
man.”
"Do you know,” said Necia, wistfully,
"I’ve always wanted him to marry me.”
“You t’lnkln’ 'bout marry on some fel
ler, eh?” said the other, with an odd
grin. "Wai! w’y not? He’ll be here all
day an’ night. S'pose you do it. Mo?'
anybody w'at ain’ got some wife already
will be glad for marry on you—an’ meb
be some feller w’at has got wife, too! If
you don’ lak' dem, an’ If you’re going’
marry on somebody, you can be wife to
me.”
Necia laughed lightly. "I believe you
would marry me If I wanted you to,
you've done everything else I’ve ever
asked. But you needn’t be afraid; I won’t
take you up.” In all her life this man
had never spoken of love to her, and she
had no hint of the dream he cherished.
He had sung his songs to her and told
her stories till his frank and boyish mind
was like an open page to her; she knew
the romance that wa sthe very fibre of
him, and loved his exaggerated chivalry,
for it minded her of the old tales she
had read; but that he oould care for her
save as a friend, as a brother —such a
thought had never dawned upon her.
While they were talking a boat had
drawn inshore and made fast to the bank
in front of them. An Indian landed and,
approaching, entered into talk with the
Frenchman.
By and by Poleon turned to the girl,
and said:
"Dere’s ’hondred marten-skin come in;
you min’ de store w’lle I mak’ trade wit’
dis man.’
Together the two went down to the
boat, leaving Necia behind, and not long
after Runnlon sauntered up to the store
and addressed her familiarly.
“Hello, Necla! I Just heard about the
strike on your claim. That’s fine and
dandy.”
She acknowledged his congratulations
curtly, for although it was customary for
most of the old-timers to call her by her
Christian name, she resented it from this
man. She chose to let it pass, however.
"I had some good news last night my
self," he continued. “One of my men
has hit some good dirt, and we’ll know
what it means in a day or so. \ I’ll gamble
we’re into the money big, though, for I
always was a lucky cuss. Say, where s
your father?”’
“He’s out at the mine.”
"We’ve used up all of our bar sugar
at the saloon, and I want to buy wha»
you’ve got.”
“Very well, I’ll get it for you.”
He followed her Inside, watching her
graceful movements, and attempting, with
his free-and-easy Insolence, to make
friendly advances, but, seeing that she
refused to notice him, he became piqued,
and grew bolder.
“Look here, Necla, you’re a mighty
pretty girl. I’ve had my eye on you ever
since I landed, and the more I see of
you the better I like you.”
"It isn’t necessary to tell me that,”
she replied. “The price of the sugar will
be just the same.”
"Yes, you’re bright, too,” he declared
“That’s what I like in a woman—good
looks and brains. I believe in strong
methods and straight talk, too; none of
this serenading and, moonlight mush for
me. When I see a girl I like, I go and
get her. That’s me. I make love like a
man ought to—”
“Are you making love to me?” she in
quired. curiously.
"It’s • little bit sudden, I know, but a
man has to begin some time. I think
you’d just about suit me. We’ll both have
money before long, and I’ll be good to
you.”
The girl laughed derisively in his face.
"Now don’t get sore. I mean busi
ness. I don’t wear a blue coat and use
a lot of fancy words, and then throw you
down when I’ve had my fun, and I don’t
hang around and spoil your chances with
other men either.”
"What do you mean?”
“Well, I’m no soft-talking southerner
with gold buttons and highfalutin’ ways
I don’t care if you are a squaw, I’ll take
you—”
"Don’t talk to me!” she cried, in dis
gust, her voice hot with anger and re
sentment.
But he continued, unheeding: "Now, cut
out these airs and get down to cases.
I mean what I say. I know you’ve been
casting sheep's eyes at Burrell, but, Lord!
he wouldn’t have you, no matter how rich
you get. If course, you acted careless in
going off alone with him, but I don’t
mind what .they’re saying around camp,
for I’ve made little slips like that my
self, and we’d get along—”
"I’ll have you killed I” she hissed,
through her clinched teeth, while her
whole body vibrated with passion. ”I’ll
call Poleon and have him shoot you!”
She pointed to the river-bank a hun
dred yards away, where the Canadian was
busy assorting skins.
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What Congress
Did Saturday
WASHINGTON, Feb. 6.—What congress
did today:
In the senate:
The senate listened to eulogies in honor
of William B. Allison.
Senator Hopkins’ bill for $500,000,000 bond
authorization for the Panama canal will
not be acted on this session.
The senate library committee has pur
chased a portrait of Senator Allison.
In the house:
The house passed the bankruptcy law.
A special report from the printing in
vestigating committee was referred to
the appropriations committee.
The census bill, together with the pres
ident’s veto was referred to the com
mltee on census.
The house passed a Joint resolution au
thorizing the payment of inaugural ex
penses.
Representative Sims introduced a bill
providing for the limitation of the amount
of carbon monoxide in gas manufactured
in the District of Columbia to 10 per
cents, the sale of gas at no higher rate
of 90 cents per 1,000 cubic feet a* d for
other reforms in the gas service.
Mrs. Robertson is Injured by an Auto
While crossing »E. Hunter street t<-
board an East Fair street car Wednesday
afternoon, Mrs. J. L. Robertson, of 87
Angler avenue, was knocked to the pave
ment by an automobile and painfully,
possibly seriously, injured. She is now in
the Atlanta hospital where her injuries
are being treated. It will probably be sev
eral days before she will be able to be
out.
In the fall her knee was badly Injured
and her back suffered a severe strain. She
states that the machine gave no note of
warning and until struck she did not re
alize that it was moving. Mrs. Robertson
was placed on a Pine street car. A little
later she was transferred to the hospital.
Mrs. Robertson is the daughter of ex-
Congressman Henry R- Harris, for eight
years congressman from Meriwether
county. She is well known in the city,
having been a resident of Atlanta for
many years. No case has been entered
against the automobile driver. ,
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ALAMEDA, Cal.—Here is the family of
Patrick Cavanaugh, a round dozen ot
happy, healthy young Americans.
Cavanaugh is not only In enthusiastic
supporter of President Roosevelt’s anti
race suicide policy but he believes he has
a scheme to encourage large families.
Cavanaugh would have the legislature
of every state pass laws to exempt the
fathers of large families from taxation.
He says this will do more to populate
this country than all the medals and cash
rewards that can be devised.
TRAFFIC CHIEF GETS
A FINE OF $2,500
• LITTLE ROCK, Ark., Feb. 6—Wilbur
C. Stith, former traffic manager of the
Missouri Pacific Iron Mountain railroad,
now traffic manager for the Waters-
Pierce Oil company of St. Louis, today
entered a plea of guilty of granting re
bates to T. H. Bunch here In 1905 on one
of the fifty-nine counts in an indictment
in the federal court and was fined $2,500
and costs.
Stith appeared in person and made a
plea to Judge Trieber, showing corre
spondence to sustain his contention that
he merely acted under instructions from
superiors and that the practice of rebates
in 1905 were general among all railroads.
He said he strenuously objected to the
practice but had to obey instructions in
order to hold his position and support
those dependent upon him. Judge Trieber
assessed the fine and Stith explained
that he was the one who had to pay the
fine and his means were limited.
Judge Trieber expressed his sympathy,
saying it was the smallest fine he could
impose and Stith was given 30 days to
raise the money.
NEAR BEER CASES
ENDED IN SELMA
SELMA, Ala., Feb. 6.—The famous near
beer cases which have caused so much
talk and writing in Selma and other parts
of the state, came to a finish today so
far as the Selma city court is concerned.
The case of E. V. Elder was called before
Judge J. W. Mabry. After hearing tne
evidence and argument by counsel for
the defense. Judge Mabry announced that
the defendant would be fined fifty dol
lars, whereupon the defense said an ap
peal to the supreme court would be taken.
The case brought out much interesting
testimony. Many people have been anx
ious to know just exactly Is near-beer
for some time, especially since the find
ing of indictment by the grand jury in
the'city court against the sellers of the
goods in this city.
The testimony in the case yesterday
showed Just what is near-beer. Dr.
B. B. Ross, professor of chemistry in the
Alabama Polytechnical institute testified
that near-beer contained L 27 per cent
malto*.
MC AXDrWS. CAVANAUGH ANDTHHP TWHVB CKLLDI2EN
Mrs. Cavanaugh is one of the most
cheerful and optimistic little women in
the world.
“A family as large as ours is a great
care,” she says, “but it is also a great
joyt I only wish we had more. One can’t
have too many children, and a woman
can never do anything better for her
country than to give her healthy, happy
sons and daughters. At first it was very
hard work taking care of so many chil
dren, but, after a time, I got the work
systematized and now I get along very t
cAut:mobile Pules for 'Pedestrians
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RULE ONE.—Pedestrians crossing boulevards at night shall wear a white j
light in front and a red light in the rear.
RULE TWO—Before turning to the right or left they shall give three short .
blasts on a horn at least three inches in diameter.
RULE THREE—When an inexperienced automobile driver is made nervous by
a pedestrian he shall indicate the same, and the pedestrian shall hide be
hind a tree until the automobile has passed.
RULE FOUR—Pedestrians shall not carry in their pockets any shafrp sub
stances which are liable to cut automobile tires.
RULE FIVE—In dodging automobiles, pedestrians shall not run more than
seven miles an hour.
RULE SlX—Pedestrians must register at the beginning of each year and pay *
license fee of $5 for the privilege of living. There shall be no rebate d.
they do not live through the entire year.
RULE SEVEN—Pedestrians will not be allowed to emit cigarette smoke on
any boulevard in an offensive or unnecessary manner.
RULE EIGHT—Each pedestrian before receiving his license to walk upon a
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ing, leaping, crawling, and extricating himself from machinery.
RULE NlNE—Pedestrians will be held responsible for all damages done to
automobiles or their occupants by collision.
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well. Os course, when & new baby comes,
it practically monopolizes my ttme for
about half a year and I am unable to do
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