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AN ABSORBING SERIAL |
Amos Chapin Is Killed, Appar
ently by John Butler, After
Noisy Quarrel Over Elizabeth
Wade.
By Virginia Terhune Van De
Water.,
(Copyright, 1915, Star Company.)
CHAPTER LI
PSTAIRSB Elizabeth Wade
‘ | washed her hands and face
quickly, and, removing her
sofled dresa, siipped hurriedly into a
fresh one.
BShe was sti!] fearfully nervous and
wanted to get back downstairs,
She did not even pause to comb her
hair, but, smoothing the rough por
tions with her brush, she pinned up
the loosened strands.
As she did so she heard more plain
1y than before the men's volces raised
in altercation. The sound frightened
her, and she hastened to put the ®n
ishing touches to her tollet,
In the kitchen Mrs. Chapin trotted
back and forth from table to range,
making coffee and heating the mutfing
that were to form a part of the eve
ning meal.
She In her turmn was worried and
nervous. She had not had a pleas
ant afterncon with her husband, and
her thoughts were busy with what he
had said to her.
In the first place, he had told her of
his having discharged Sulov Talak.
This bit of information was hardly
necessary, for she had heard some of
his orders and imprecations before
she saw Talak crossing the mc-aduw“
back of the barn, his head bent in
depression or sullenness, 1
She had thought that he was go
ing away then. But later she had
seen him creep back anl disappear
in the direction of the stable. At that
time Amos was resting in the living
room, and she did not tell him that
the discharged farm hand had re- |
turned.
Instead she had waited until h»rl
bhusband was asleep. Then she had{
crept out on a tour of investigation,
She was not afraid of the Pole. She
had always been kind to him, and he'
had never been uncivil to her. More
over, she feit quite able to protect
herself.
Going into the dusky recesses of
the barn, she called the man softly
but distinctly. l
“Talak!” she said. “Talak, where |
are you”" :
No answer came. He had probably |
left at last. }
Passing out through the rear door,
she climbed a little knoll ut the side |
of the barnyard. From this eleva- |
tion she could look across the flelds |
lflz.between her and the pine woods |
to south. t
Across the most distant of lhpuai
flelds she spled a flgure walking
slowly. It carried something long
over its shoulder-—it looked like a
stout stick—and from this hung an.
_object which she thought she recog
nized as the bundle containing all
Talak's earthly possessions.
She breathed a little more freely
now that she knew that the Pole had
really started on his journey.
“Pa and he have had so many
words lately that it's made me awful. |
ly uncomfortable,” she mmuttered. I
don’t feel somehow as If pa had done
right by him, and yet he says the
poor fool hasn't done a decent day's
work since the death of his dog
Well, with a sigh of pity, “I suppose
Nig was his only_friend. Anyway,
since he's going, I'm glad he's gone.
1 hope pa wiil be less upset now, |
don’t understand him these days. He's
worse than ever!"”
Which admisison would have
proved to an. unprejudiced lir.h-m-r‘
that Martha Chapin's matrimonial
walk was not a path of roses.
Returning to the house, she set
about preparing supper. As sha was
doing this her husband came into
the kitchen.
“It's getting late™ he remarked.
On Special Sale
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Calf, all-leather boots, and with Field Mouse
buckskin tops.
French Heel Boots, in Grey
Kid, Field Mouse and Tobacco
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“Where's Butler gone with that xlrl’."'l
“For a walk, 1 guess,” his wife re
plied. (
“It's time they were Dback,” he
grumbled. |
“What do you care? his wife rea
soned, gently. “Don’t bether g 0 much
about things, pa. It's not good for
you.” |
“it's easy encugh for you to say,
‘Don’t bother,’"” he retored. “You
don’t need to bother. You don’t have
to work the way I do on another
man's place and get no credit, Well,
it's coming to an end now.” §
His wife looked up eagerly. “You
mean,”’ she said, “that you're going
to give up the farm, or'"-as he shook
his head--"“what do you mean?”
“] mean I'm going to buy the place
myself if it's possible” he said. “T've
told you all along that I meant to.
Now I've about got it scttled.”
She could not answer Immediately.
When she did she gave no sign of the
disappointment that was tugging at
her heart-strings.
She was thinking of this now as
she got supper for Butler and Eliza
beth.
#he had always hoped against hope
that Amos would change his mind
and move to town -—-preferably Chi
eago, where she could be near Clif
ford as long as she lived. Now that
was out of the question. Her hus-
band had, in some way that was my--—I
terious to her, secured the money
with which to buy the farm. He and |
she would probably end thelr dayl!
here,
Well, she must try to bear her lot |
cheerfully, and not to think about it|
now. The duty of this minute was to |
call the younge people to supper. If |
pa would only let that young man so"
and “wash up!”
She started across the hall to sum
mon KElizabeth. As she did so her
hushand’'s excited voice reached her
ears. At the same moment Eliza
beth’s door opened, and the girl hur
ried down the stairs.
“Oh, Mrs. Coapin;” she gasped
“What is the matter In there? What
can they be saying?' Then, as the
matron caught her hand nervously
“Mr. Chapin must be very augry —he
must———*
She got no further, for the sound
of a shot rang through the house.
Pushing past the terrifled woman
who tried to detain her, Elizabeth
rushed to the small roem back of the
parlor. Opening the door, she stopped
short on the threshold,
In the center of the room stood
John Butler, as white as death. Al
his feet lay the body of Amos Chapin,
blood oozing from a bullet wound In
his temple.
' (To Be Continued.)
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| Recipes for |
| Warti
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l Mulligatawny Soup.
Two quarts of stock, one teaspoon
ful of curry powder, two onions, stalk
of celery, one tomato, one carrot, one
tablespoonful of flour, half a cupful
of milk, with one tablespoonful of
butter, and salj to season. Put the
stock into a soup pot and add to it
the curry powder, onions cut up, the
carrot chopped, the celery cut fine,
and the tomato, also cut in small
pleces. let all boll for two hours,
then strain and return to the clean
soup pot, Mix together the flour, but
ter and milk, add one teaspoonful of
salt, put all in the soup; stir till it
bolls. 801 l for eight minutes, and it
will be ready.
Baked MHalibut,
Two stices of halibut cut from the
middle of the fish, two cupfuls of
oyster stuffing, salt, pepper, lemon
Juice and melted butter., Wash and
wipe the fish. Place one slice in a
buttered dish, brush with meited but
ter, sprinkle with salt and pepper and
cover with oyster stuffing, Place the
second slice on the top of the oysters,
season and brush with butter. Bake
for 40 minutes, basting frequently
with melted butter, turning the dish
ofter: in order that the fish may be
uniformly browned. Remove to a hot
plate, garnish with potate balls,
parsley, lemon and sauce,
Denbigh Pudding.
Put one pint and half of milk into
| saucepan. When it bolls put in
three heaping tablespoonfuls of fine
breaderumbs, one tablespoonful of
butter, and half a teaspoonful of
lemon rind. Let it boil for ten min
utes, then leave it to cool a little
Stir in two well-beaten egus and twe
tablespoonfuls of sugar. Well butter
a mold or basin, half fil! it with the
mixture, then put in a layer of glace
cherries cut in halves, Fill up with
the rest of the mixture, then sprinkle
more cherries on top, Cover with a
mce of buttered paper and steam it
Ltwo hours, :
OU'VE counted upon the fingers of your hand, and the other one,
Y and back into the first one again (there are so many of them),
the Allied armies, with a grand, fine swelling of the heart, be
cause they are so many, White and Black, and Yellow, and Red, and
Brown, welded together, to wipe out the direct descendant of Attila and
his barbarians! The Black, the Yellow, the Rled, the Brown, have lined
themselves on the side of civilization and fair play. The shock-headed
Fiji Islanders have written themselves down civilized enemies to the
wild-man Hun.
But there are subtler armies in the field. The man with his hand
in his pocket at home, the sweating riveter, the girl who winds bandages
and mends endless clothes for soldier and foreign baby—in this, my
little town of New Rochelle girl-and-women hands turned out twenty
thousand garments for French and Belglan children; some cleaned and
mended from used ones and the rest brand-new, in a little over a week!—
the man and the woman on the farm; the minister; the artist: the man
with the gift of words on a golden pen; from the greatest hizh one in
the land to the littlest low one; we're all in one army or another, back-
Ing our boys up with every bit of the good and endurance in us.
And here's another army-—it goes into the flield in a folding leather
case under the tan blouse over a million soldier-hearts. And it helps
him thrash the Hun. It's a feminine army—of old faces and young-—
they face one another mostly from the two sides of the case when a
fellow opens it to look.
They are warm rivals—his mother and his sweetheart—rivals in
loving him—helping him to stand in sunshine and remember that there
Is laughter and love walting for him-—rivals fn willtlng him to victory—
rivals in gifts and letters and the “cheer” call across the sea-—friendly
rivals! They say rivalry in an army makes for efficieney!
—NELL BRINKLEY.
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Pass Your Ideas
HELP OTHERS WITH THEIR CHILDREN $
By Dr. Wm. A. McKeever,
One of the Nation's Best Known So
ciological Writers.
HERE are thousands of parents
T among the readers of my arti
cles who possess in the aggre
gate as many perfectly good and
helpful ideas about child eulture. Why
not pass these on to me in order that
I might place them before many oth
er thousands?
The best life Is a game of give
and-take. The successful teacher ls
helped by her puplls, the able speaker
is Inspired by his audience, the wide
awake parent learns as much from
his children as they do from him. So
the helpful writer on the problems of
young humanity must depend for his
materials upon those who struggle
with these problems and so discover
ways of =olving them,
And now, dear parent, why shoudl
you take it all and give back none?
Do you not count one? Wisdom re
garding the child comes not neces
sarily from the genius and the schol
ar, the wise and the prudent, the per
son of any supposedly high or special
caste, but is born only of experience.
If you are dealing constantly with a
child, you are quite as likely to stum
ble upon a valuable idea or method as
any other person. ldeas are not sim.
ply thought out; they are found out.
[deas In your own fleld of endeavor
are almost, if not quite, your great
est asset. fhey freshen you, renew
you, stimulate you to go on with your
work,
So with myself. I am hungry for
ldeas about child rearing. Not In a
thousand years to come will the whole
truth about the human young be re
vealed to the fiving. Doubts, mys
teries and misgivings will continue to
baffle the minds of the wisest of men
and women as they continue to try to
fathom the depths of the manifold
nature of the ordinary child.
Wherefore, considering in its en
tirety this never-ending problem of
bringing up the next generation,
where shall wisdom be found and
where 18 the place of understand
ing? Wisdom is to be found in the
patient trial and error of ten thou
sand devoted caretakers of the young,
and the place of understanding is lo
cated in as many good parental
hearts, warm with affection for the
little ones. But how may we bring
all this mass of scattered wisdom to
gether, and how summon all this se
cret understanding into one great
united body of truth? Indeed, it is
precisely that question which I am
here trying partly to answer,
And, moreover, when you learn to
regard your child-rearing as a call
ing, when you learn to think of your
self as one chosen of God to bring
your offspring into the world and to
care for it through many anxious years
~~then you will have proper respect
for the divine calling of parenthood
and you will desire to shout your new
ideas to others from the hilltops and
Aesire theirs to come echoing back to
R
Again, I say, pass your ideas along.
Often a most helpful idea coines from
a writer who appeals for help in deal
ing with a dificu't problem. Yours
will be most welcome in that form.
Or, if you have a new o unusual way
of teaching m child to spin a top, to
comb his hair, 1o play with a dog, to
put on his clothes, to u{’hl' prayers,
to save his pennics, to thoughtful
of his mother, to respect the truth, 1o
take care of a doli, to love his work,
to look after his own health, to-—but
is not that enough?
The editor of this paper will be glad
to have you write him giving a word
of eriticism of these articles, offering
a suggestion for their improvement
and contributing your bit in the form
of an i{dea. Or, address me in his
care. By some such means 1 shall
finally reccive your idea, shall work
it in with many others of its class,
and finally, withholding your name
an identity In the strictest confidence,
shall send your contribution on its
Fappy way among the thousands of
my readers, |
Can you possibly think of a bouerl
service to render your fellow par
ents?
Do You Know That
In Chipa and Japan rajlway sign
boards bear the names of piaces in both
Engilsh and the native language.
— -
On an average the Scotch are the
tallest men in Creat Britain, Irish come
next, the English third and the Welsh
last.
An emerald of five grains weight is
worth § pounds; but one five times as
big will fetch, not 25 pounds, but 100
pounds,
No Jew may purchase land in Russia.
The ashes of burnt corks make fine
black paint.
Brass is the best reflector of heat of
any metal,
Upton, near Peterborough, one of the
smallest parishes In England, number
ing only fourteen houses, possesses a
tombstone of black marble which be
comes damp In patches whenever rain
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| Trimmed Hat Sale -
* Comes tomorrow morning only, from ";,‘
| L 8:30 a. m. till Ip. m. ’j{w :
T 275 Gorgeous Creations @l\
| =B v Large Hats Small Hats ‘-
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2 3; Young Ladies and Matrons’ Hats '
Folks who attended this sale last sea
’ 7 son will recall the extraordinary values A P
‘ g they secured. For this event we have, ACEEEEY
‘ " through co-operation with several New ((j G
3 York’s best milliners, obtained even su- v
‘ perior values. /1 Y 4
| / Hats Worth Double Sale Price .
| ATI fashioned of silk vel- To be had in black and
vet or in combinations. The the season’s newest colors.
greatest sale ever held in e Come early for choice se
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By NELL BRINKLEY
Ocoright, 1918, by Intemetionel Pesture
is about to fall. It ig regarded in the
village as an infallible barometer.
Bavings banks were invented by a
clergyman.
It is said that in Smith’s “Wealth of
Nations” the word “nation’ appears
only on the iitle page.
Gray horses are the longest lived.
Creams are usually dedcate and are
seriously affected by very warm weath
er,
Amber Is found in various colors be
sldes yellow—black, white, brown and
green.
Out of every hundred of the popula
tion In England and Wales 78 live in
towns,
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The Baby's Fortune—(Continued.)
18, Shacklett had often boasted
M that she was a BSandedge, and
she made no concealment of her
belief that the Sandedze were higher in
the social scale than the Shackletts, Mr.
Shacklett could remember this even if
he had forgotten where the money had
been hid. Indeed, his mind dwelt upon
it.
“You ought to know where we put
the money, You were there; you helped
to do it. If the Sandedges is so mighty
much bester than the Shackletts, why
n't you mind where we put the money?
Hey? Tell me that. You're a Sandedge,
and I ain’t nothing but a plain Shack
lett. 'T ain’t no trouble for me to forget,
but how can a Sandedge forget. Hey?
Tell me that, When it comes down to
hard sense 1 reckon the Shackletts is
Just as good as the Sandedges.”
But all this did no good. The old peo
ple failed to find thelr precious store.
They sat and tried to trace thelr move
ments on the day they had carried the
money to its new place of concealment,
but they never could agree. The death
of the negre was the only event they
could clearly remember, i3ach exclaimed,
many times a day: “Oh, I know!” as if
& flash of memory had revealed to them
the place, but it always ended in nothing.
Cassy soon became accustomed to the
constant talking and hunting for hid
den money, and finally came to the con
clusion that the old people were the
victims of a strange delusion. She eom
pared it in her mind to the game of
hile-the-switch which the children play.
At the las:, she paid no attention te the
matter than if the old couple had been
a pair of tcdaling infants fretting ever
some imaginary trouble.
w 3
Now it happened that while Private
Chad vick was enjoying his soup under
the gentle auspices of the ladies who
had invited him to be their guest, his
comrades in the trenches and round
about had received some news that
scemed to them to be very bad indeed,
[t was in the shape ol a rumor merely
the forerunner of facts, The news was
to the effect that General! Johnston was
about to be removed and General Hood
putin his place. The news had not yet
appeared in the newspapers, and it had
reached the soldiers before it came to
the ears of their officers. How, nobody
knows. The commander of a brigade In
Virginia made the rounds of his camp
one night. He saw considerable bustle
among the troops—fires burning and
and rations cooking. Inquiring the cause,
he was told that the brigade would re
ceive order to march before sunrise the
next morning, The brigadier laughed at
this, thinking It was a joke on the men,
but when he returned to his headquart
*re he found a courier awaiting him with
orders for his brigade to move at dawn
In the same way General Johnston's
removil was well known to the private
goldiers before the newspapers had
printed the information. The news was
not very well received, for, In spite of :
the fact that they kad been retreating
from Dalton to Atlanta, the men were
veil enough acquainted with the tac
tics of war to know that these retreats
were masterly, and they feit that theiwr
general was gathering sll his resources
wveil in hand for a decisive battle at
the proper moment.
(Copyright, 1881, l;;li end 1911, by the
Centlry Company’ 1882 hy Joel Chandler
Harris; 1911 by Esther Laßose Harris
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Printed by
permigsion of and by specia! arrangements
with Houghton, Mifrlin Company.)
(To Be Contlnued Tomorrow,)
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