The Peoples Voice (Norman, Okla.), Vol. 15, No. 24, Ed. 1 Friday, December 28, 1906 Page: 2 of 8
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DUKE OF
DEVIL*
MAYCARE
By HARRIS DICKSON
Author of
"The Black Wolfs Breed." Etc.
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CHAPTER XII.
"Wait a minute, Felix; now tell me
that all over again; I don't seem to
get it Into my head."
"I couldn't either, at first—it took
me a long time. I don't believe I am
certain about it now; It seems
strange for such a thing to happen
right here at home, to people you
know."
He sipped his coffee slowly; Joe's
coffee got cold.
Chaudron went on and gave in de-
tail every incident that had transpired
from the moment he entered the
Hotel I-ouls le Grande—everything
that Anita had told him. everything
that he police had learned. It did
not take long, ti-ere was so very little
of it.
"Now, you know all that anybody
knows," he said, finally, and set down
bis cup.
Joe did not move; his face did not
light up with comprehension. "But
I don't know a thing." he said.
"Neither do I—neither does any-
body."
"But the police? the detectives?"
"Not a thing. Except for what
those two girls say we have not been
able to find a solitary trace of Mrs.
Ashton since she set foot in New
Orleans. Her trunk came to-day, but
the bag that she had last night has
disappeared. We can't even prove
that she ever reached the city—except
by the young ladies. Her trunk is
standing down there in that hotel
right now. It's the only tanglible evi-
dence we have—standing there like
a gravestone. Kind o' gruesome—
makes a fellow shiver to look at it.
"Where Is that hotel?" Joe asked.
"What sort of a place Is it? I never
heard of it."
"Down on Valois street, just below
Esplanade. It Is not a hotel at all,
merely an apartment house; they rent
rooms to Carnival visitors. People go
down there because it Is bo quaint
and old-fashioned—lots of antique
furniture and curios, all that sort of
thing."
Joe thought a long time; he wanted
to ask a question, but dared not. in
spite of himself he kept thinking of
Duke's pale and haggard face, and the
intense hate with which he said- "I
wish that old woman were in hell, and
I had the receipt for her."
After awhile he did ask hesitating-
ly: "Do you think she has been mur-
dfered?"
"That seems hardly possible; there
was no reason for anybody to kill
her. If she had been killed there
would have been some sign of it,
somewhere. But she couldn't have got
up in the night and strayed away—
her baggage would be there. Blest If
I can think of anything that she
might possibly have done. We can't
seem to get a start on It—can't catch
hold of it anywhere. The two girls
don't agree as to where they left her;
neither one is certain, yet they both
are sure that she went to that house
and went to bed, in a room which
they decribe perfectly. But, as I told
you, there is not a room in the house
answering to their description."
Joe may have been slow about some
J "I must listen for the telephone; I' room. The-« she busied herself pre-
promised Alice." 1 paring a tray for Alice in case the
Neither of the men demurred. There girl should wake.
was something very compelling about "No, thank you, Ben." she smiled
this calm, competent girl who fell so to the negro butler, "I'll carry it up
quickly into the wayB of the bouse, ! to her myself.'
and did what was necessary in an Gaston's restaurant is a quiet little
place on Carondelet street. Chaudron
and Joe entered by the side door and
took their seats impatiently at a cer-
Farmers Co-Operative Union
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emergency.
"Come. Joe," said Chaudron, and
led the way upstairs.
CHAPTER XIII.
THE MAN AT THE WINDOW.
Mrs. Chaudron. her son and Joe
were already at breakfast when Anita,
in a soft lavender gown and a bit of
lace at her throat, entered the dining-
room. She bent over, kissed the af-
fectionate little Creole woman, and
touched Joe on the shoulder as she
passed.
When she looked at Chaudron he
shook his bead, answering her un-
spoken question: "Vance came home
half an hour ago," he said; "no,
there's no news—yet." .
"How is Alice resting?" Mrs. Chau-
dron asked.
"Quite easily, thank you; Celeste is
sitting beside her."
The intense anxiety and loss of
sleep had begun to tell on Anita; Joe
noticed it immediately.
A tew nights before, at tbe cotillion
it was her eyes that he had thought
most of—laughing, brilliant, perilous-
ly happy eyes; the eyes of a child
with a delicious gravity in them that
mocked the merriness of her lips.
Anita had been very happy that night.
Now there was something deeper,
something hidden in those eyes, some-
thing that Joe could not fathom, as if
she'd drawn a veil across their trans-
parent depths.
The girl's chin and throat seemed
whiter than ever—a perfectly rounded
chin, brave and firm as the soul of a
woman who had Journeyed far with
sorrow.
Every once in awhile she glanced
at Joe with such an unquestioning
tain table in th« alcove. Immediately *heie is need of breeding up tbe ge-
nus homo to a large and varied ex-
tent.
Breed up. gentlemen. Breed up the I ing the value of goo<1 roads. The
■tock, and while jou are about it time never existed that good roads
after them camc. a small man, well
dressed and of English appearance,
who sat at the same table.
"What news. Baker—what news?"
Chaudron questioned, eagerly. Baker
shook his head.
"Oh, that's all right, Baker; this
is Mr. Balfour, Mrs Ashton's lawyer
from Vicksburg. You will consult him
and take his orders just as you would
from me."
"Hit's very hodd, Mr. Chaudron"—
Have all the good pure fun you
1 can during the Christmas days. It is
the accepted time for good chaer and
the outspreading of love to all man-
kind.
were not worth a great deal more
than fine court houses, but all the
counties in Texas are vieing with
each other for the finest court house
possible to build, for the use of the
official and legal class, while the far-
mer hauls the stuff to pay for building
them through the mud belly deep to
To Cure Feather®.
Collect as soon as possible after the
plucking of the fowl. Pick out the
the team, and the farmer's children j large feathers and place the rest in a
wade in mud up to their shoe tops to j jarge pajr 0f Btout paper bags, and
Peary I# quoted as Baying that It l
warmer In winter at the north pole
than in New York. One can well un-
derstand that If a man went to New
Vork without money he would feel
the cold mere than ho would at the
pole.
It is stated that the Incomes of doc-
tors have decreased 25 per cent, in
England during the past three years.
How about the undertakers? The doc-
tors need not give this inquiry a per-
sonal application either, necessarily.
is^Vr' Jh1 t0.Saf. 11131 the time 5 the distant school house for an ele- beat for several hours in the oven
is ior the plant.ng of some more mentarv education. Fellow Unionists, I thio time thov shmild he fre.
, rees, and it is the time o the year right here is the place for you to stop
Baker spoke as if he were quite hu- lo root ou' a" fie poor trees in the and do same of the tallest thinking
miliated at his lack of success—"we
'aven't got a bioomin' think to work
on yet. Can't catch 'old of nothlnk."
"What has Laboulsse been doing—
and the servants?"
"Everythink as customary; not a
smithereen of difference as I can see.
'Asn't been but one man there as
doesn't belong there. E comes into
the 'otel twice yesterday; once while
the police was there, and again after
they went hoff. 'E walks straight up
the steps, big as you please, looks
round the 'all, but 'e gets hout again
bioomin' quick when 'e sees Harty-
mees a-watchin' 'im. That's a sharp
un', that girl Hartymees. Hi keeps
an heye on 'im, and sees 'im sittin' in
Pedro's window acrost the street.
Thinks Hi for a w'ile Hi won't say
nothlnk to 'im, 'cause he may be Mr.
Chaudron's man."
"No, he's not my man," answered
Chaudron, quickly; "what did he look
like?"
"Young feller, twenty-nine or thirty,
'igh-steppin' kind of a chap; six foot
orchard and replace them with good and tallest doing that you have ever
OGes" | done. The general government is
„ , . ~ ' | done. Thee general government is
Don t let small affairs blind you to willing and waiting to bring your mail
the fact that the interests of the far- i0 you, but it has no rights over the
mers are common, and that in all the roads, and you must get busy and do
lines of business are so opposed to i your part.
to the farmer that those engaged in t -
other lines should not direct the af
fairs of the farm.
FIVE MILLIONS A YEAR.
The Oil Mill men are thoroughly
organized. Are tiie cotton oil produc-
ers in the same condition? They
ought to be. In the movement in
France to tax out American Cotton
Oil because it Is eating up the olive
oil business, producers and manufac-
turers have a common cause.
The time will never come when the
farmer can trust his affairs in the
hands of those who are in a busi-
ness that compels with him. This
may be taken for what it is worth,
but the fact will always exist that
the man whose interests are opposed
to ours will not injure himself for
our benefit.
faith that it roused him to his best.
He had slept but little, tossing and
tumbling all night, trying to think
out a solution to what must be an
absurdly simple mystery—a solution
so palpable that the others had over-
looked it. While they were dressing
matters, but he was thorough; and in 1 for breakfast he had suggested this
trying his cases he never left an inch to Chaudron, who shrugged his shoul-
of ground unexplored behind htm. ! ders, Creole fashion: "Yes, if we only
He leaned forward and asked ques- knew where to begin, it would be
tion after question—Incisive, pointed, very simple."
direct questions. When Chaudron had j Joe huiried through his breakfast,
answered them as best he could, Joe anxious to get to work; he couldn't
settled back, dug his hands deep into bear to have Anita look at him that
\iis pockets, and thought. way; he must do something to justify
"Come. Joe," Chaudron said, rising her confidence.
"Come, Joe." Chaudron drank the
last of his coffee, and rose from the
"WHAT NEWS, BAKER?" '
one, black 'air and heyes, straight
nose—"
Joe leaned forward. "Noel," he al-
most said aloud.
" E didn't want nobody to see 'im;
'e picked 'is chance, slipped in, and
was standing in the back 'all when
Hartymees ketched sight of 'im."
"What did he seem to be doing?"
"Nothink whatever; just lookln'
round as if like as not 'e might take
a notion to buy the 'ole bioomin'
place.' 1
"What do you suppose he could be
up to? Hadn't we better take him
In?" Chaudron suggested.
"Not too rast, not too fast; give Mm
a little rope to ang 'imself. Hi'll keep
The Cost to Texas Farmers of an Im-
provident Market System.
The recent drop in the price of cot-
ton gives a fresh illustration of the
folly of the present system of market-
ing the staple The writer has re-
cently had occasion to make some in-
vestigations which demonstrated that
the estimates on the cotton crop of
Texas for the present season are all
excessive. The world has been mis-
lead by the market situation, which
is phenomenal. Not in thirty years
has so large a proportion of the crop
produced been brought into view this
| early as now. This has been due to
j several causes, chiefly to the price
J which prevailed at the beginning of
j the season This enabled the grow-
The recent slump in the price of cot- rse to offer exceptionally good prices
ton among the speculators has sent for PickinS> and lab°r was tempted
some of them sprawling to the wall. to the cotton Patch from every quar-
The cotton that is snugly stored in : ter- The railroads of the State have
the warehouse did not feel the jar thus lost more than half of their sec-
at all, and when the fellow that wants tion men- Building operations have
that sort of cotton in his business, been checked. Manufacturing enter-
w.hich he will soon, if he can ! E>ris<?s have with difficulty been kept
have it at eleven cents. See! !in motion Two months of uninter-
■ ! rupted good weather supervened,
There Is room in Texas for a dozen j when the staple was well opened,
big tanneries. Why do we not have and the result of these several causes
them? Texas is producing and using is that but little cotton i3 left in the
more hides than any other State in ; field. Three-fourths of the Texas
the Union, but Texas, like the bal- crop has been gathered and either
ance of the Southern States, is wait- ! marketed or started on the way to
ing for some down Easterner to come j market within eight weeks. To fi-
along and occupy the field, like he nance this crop movement has called
has pretty nearly all the other fac-' for resources of between $75,000,000
tory openings. Farms and factories and $100,000,000 for Texas alone. For
are eo-workere, each a necessity to ; the entire Souith it has required some-
the other, and all should work for the thing like $250,000,000. Of course,
common interest. j nothing like this stupendous amount
j has been available in actual cash, and
It will be noted that the Government all the instrumentalities of commerce
has ordered the discontinuance of six and the counting house have been
rural delivery routes in Hunt County, j called into play to keep the wheels
Texas, on account of the condition of moving. Yet, notwithstanding the
the public roads in that county. Hunt banks and the railroads have dotie
County was one of the first counties i their best to move the crop in re-
in Texas to enjoy the benefits of the sponse to the popular demand, the
rural deliver}- system, and It was un-; load has been too heavy even for
deniably a strong factor in the rapid ! their vast resources and energies,
progress that this county has made Congestion exists at every point,
for the past half a dozen years in compresses, platforms and cars are
every material way. Hunt County is gorged with cotton and rolling stock
situated In the black waxy belt, and cannot be had to meet the shipping
Is one of the most thickly settled and demands. There could be but one re-
most properous counties in the State. >ult from this extraordinary rush for
This order, coming as it does after the market. The price came tumb-
thlngs had arranged themselves with ling down and the only wonder Is
the plan of a daily mail delivery, and that it did not fall much lower.
after many of the smaller postoffices President .Calvin and his associates
Fellow Unionists, | /)urjng this time they should be fre-
quently stirred and shaken. The heat
destroys the eggs of insects and
drives off the oily matter. It also stiff-
ens the feathers, rendering them more
elastic. When thoroughly curod by
heat they should be cleansed as fol-
lows: Mix one pound quicklime with a
gallon of water. When the lime is
precipitated in a fine powder, pour off
the clear lime water. Put the feath-
ers In a tub and cover with the lime
water to the depth of several Inches.
When thoroughly wet the feathers
will sink down and should then be left
In soak for three or four days. Rinse
in several clean waters, spread on a
sieve to drain between washings and
rinsings, then dry in mosquito netting
bags in the sun. If one raises their
own fowls, or buys their poultry alive
they can easily keep themselves sup-
plied with feathers for the many sofs
pillows which are now in such de-
mand as indispensable adjuncts to our
lomfort
CONSIDERATE OF THE COOK.
Rural Guest Surprises Hotel Clerk b)
His Thoughtfulness.
"This story may sound a bit fishy,
but it is true, nevertheless," said a
city hotel clerk. "A ferf days ago a
young man came in and registered
and I immediately sized him up as a
resident of the rural districts. He was
very verdant and that was demon'
strated beyond doubt later when he
asked me what time dinner would be
ready. I told him the hours for meals
and he left the desk. Shortly afte--
ward he came back. I saw there was
something on his mind and thought
I'd help him out.
" 'Is there anything I can do for
you, sir?' I inquired.
" 'Well, I dunno,' he replied, 'but I
was Just thinking I'd tell you I won't
be here at dinner time, so you needn't
bother about waiting for me. I've got
to meet a feller about the time you
said was meal time, and I don't know
whether I'll be able to get back. I
don't want to put folks to any trouble,
so you had better tell the cook about
It. I guess I can get along without
dinner for one day anyhow.'
"We don't often have guests who
are so considerate of the cook," mused
the hotel man.
HAD IT ALL PLANNED.
Capture of Outlaw an Easy Thing for
Youthful Detective.
my heyes on 'im hall right enough-
table; "I've got to meet Baker at nine an' if 'e crooks a finger we'll pinch
o'clock, and I want you to hear what 'im,"
! he says. Good-by, mother—yes, yes, ] Despite the fear that sickened him,
to his feet, "there's no use sitting
here; we've got to do something.
Let's go home and get a couple of
hours' sleep before breakfast."
"I'm not a bit sleepy—"
"Yes, you are. you look half dead. I'll telephone you right away." i Joe honestly meant to get at the truth
We can do nothing tonight; the de- The two men left the dining-room, jf he could.
tectives are at work, and Vance is Anita followed them to the front door. | "jir Baker, did vou examine that
■with them. He caught a little nap half hoping that Joe might stop and
this afternoon." give her an opportunity to tell him
When Chaudron turned his night- something. Y'et she was more than
key in the lock at home and opened half afraid that he might stop and
the hall door very softly, the appari- ask her a question.
tion of Anita startled him. But the two men went straight on,
"Oh, It's you!" he exclaimed. "Has boarded a downtown car, and she sat
there been any news?" on a window seat in the parlor gazing
"No. Alice is asleep, the slightest after them.
Bound wakes her—she hears the tele- Servants went about on tiptoe, whis-
phone in her sleep. I'm so glad you perlng to each other. Mrs. Chaudron
rame," she went on, turning to Joe; had gone upstairs; the house was
"we needed you, and I knew you very still. There was nothing that
would come " Anita could do but wait and think,
"Yes," he answered simply, "I was and listen for that telephone. Oh,
glad to come." In some way, from the the weary, weary hours that she had
room thoroughly?" he asked, "the one
from which Mrs. Ashton disap-
peared?"
Baker turned with a visible start
at this question, which so evidently
came from a man accustomed to ask
questions, and to having them an-
swered. Baker felt that he must be
diplomatic.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
months ago the people of this county
had been warned that unless steps
were taken to improve the highways
this order would be made. Now, after
January 1, many of Hunt County's
farmers who have enjoyed the advan-
"Five thousand dollars reward for
the capture, dead or alive, of Jim
Bradley, the outlaw."
Two young boys read with interest
the above sign which stood on an
easel in front of a moving picture on
West Federal street.
'There's a go^d place to pick up a
said one of the
... . , | 3oys; "lets take a chance."
hold their cotton and have warned ; -Well. I could capture that outlaw
the public of the depression that | „ rlght lf , wanted t the secon(,
wouJd certainly follow unless the ; ,J0y declared. "I know just exactly
flow toward the markets were che«k- . |,ow (Q ^ j0h ••
"Regular Sherlock Holmes, I
had been discontinued, Is in the na- of the Farmers' Union have mode ap- „iece of loose
ture of a public calamity. Several peal after appeal to the farmers to 5nVo- •lpt. .,i.„ ,.>,1
S'pose."
"No; and no Buffalo Bill either."
"What would you do?"
"Well, lf I really wanted to capture
the bold bandit I would watch the pic-
ture from a point near the machine
and at the right time I'd cut a chunk
Great Genius.
"Sir," said the shaggy-haired man,
entering the office of the capitalist, "I
have here an invention that will make
both of us fabulously rich if you will
first moment that he had met her, this waited, listening for a ring, and dread- furnish the financial backing "
homesick girl wearying for her moun-' Ing to answer it! "What Is it?" asked the capitalist,
tains, Anita had crept straight to the After spending most of the night "It Is an alarm-clock that goes off
co/.i'-.-t corner of his unselfish heart. endeavoring to quiet Alice, Dr. Gauche at the exact minute desired and keeps
Mr. Chaudron has told you?" she had gone away at daylight, leaving ringing until you are up."
ed. No doubt their counsels weR
heeded by many and these will reap
tages that the denizen of the city en- the rewards of patience within two or
jojs as to daily mail service, will have three months after neighbors have
to send, in many instances, several sold out and the crop taxes an tip-
miles for his mall. L nder the daily ward turn at the instance of the spec-
mall service he could know every day ulators who will by that time have
what the markets were doing, what fastened their clutches upon it.
was going on all over the country, If one man raised the entire cotton lout of the film.
and all the important county news cro pof the South he would reverse The other lad sniffed in disgust as
was laid before him and without ex- the present method of getting it to he remarked: "You ought to be ar-
pense to him. Now what has hap- market and would feed it out. slowly rested; you're so sharp you might cut
pened in Hunt County Is going to to the buyers, extending the period somebody."—Youngstown Telegram.
happen all over this country where1 of active sales through the entire •
there is the same carelessness about j year. The buyer would never be as-
the public highways, and that means sisted to bear the market by the exi-
here and there all over this country, gencies of the Beller. The price would
Here Is a work for th" Farmers' Un- represent natural conditions plus the
Ion to take up with the same vigor effect of Independence on the part of
that has characterized the handling the grower. To the farmers of Texas
of the cot'on problem. The building that course would mean a profit of
of good roads is barely secondary to at least $5,000,000 a year as eompsri.i
the Improvement of the cotton mar- with the inevitable result of present :
ke'ing, and >et because the road prob- methods. The cotton farmer is pay-
lem is entirely in the hands of the ing dearly for his haste to get to
farmers it has been neglected. From market when the loss thereby sffered
time immemorial farmers of this coun exceeds the total cost of running the
try have been putting up with any State government.-E. G. Senter, in ^
sort of roadways, until the importance Southern Mercury.
of the public roads has been entirely
overshadowed by other matters It .. i . , .
is true that in some localities ther.. °0n 1 'f J0,lr >< '* of monP>' make
are good roads built and maintained , a slave nf J'°"- By Plan,ine t0°
by one or another system, but whet- cotton' Just because It is bringing a
ever good roads are maintained ther.' g00<1 Pr'ce. you will tie yourself and
Is a perfect organization looking to J'our family, down to a year of ab-
j that end. The day is past for argu- solute slavery. Don't do it!
FARMERS' JOURNAL JOTTINGS. We believe the chief object of the
The national house of represents- new actual farmers' organizaton will j
! tives has passed a bill permitting na- be to get produce from the farm to '
, tlonal banks to loan money on real the factory as cheaply as possible, and I
estate. The vote was 111 to 51. If it then get manufactured products from
becomes a law it will only hasten th-' the factory to the home as cheaply as
process of getting land out of the p< - possible.
questioned with those big violet eyes her In a slumber of exhaustion. The
v.hlch iooked all the deeper and clear girl slept, grasping Mrs. Chaudron's
er in the dim light. hand, and starting up at every sound.
"Yes," he answered again. I Anita could not sit Idly at the win-
"Then you mustn't sit up—you look dow; she must be doing something,
very tired. Your room is ready. Mrs, j "Oh, I wish 1 knew—I wish I knew!"
jChaudron Is with Alice. Good night." i She crushed her handkerchief in her
' "And you?" Chaudron asked. I hand afJ moved back to the dining-
"Poof! The world is full of alarm-
clocks."
"Just a moment One week after a
man has bought this clock our agents
can go to him and sell him the at-
tachment I have Invented, which will
muffle U,« alarm bell perfectly.
Judft
eess'.on of the poor, who must borrow
and Into the possession of the rich
who live by loaning. Nothing danger
ou-s about. Is there?
The management of a Pacific cooBt
paper fired the editor recently be-
cause he would not write prosperity
editorials on a pauper's salary.
Dun's Commercial Agency has prov-
en that one dollar now has the same [
purchasing power when it comies to I
the necessaries of life that sixty-five
cents had ten years ago. That is « 15.00 down and~$1.00 a week'
family could live as long and as well I Music, Etc.
on 06 cents then as the sac* sizei! ] HI IDLI A l\« c
family can for $1 now. UUnrlMIVI OL CO..
I 310 N. Broadway, Oklahoma City, Okla
PIANOS!
$10.00 down puts a high-grade piano
n your home. Small monthly pay-
nents.
ORGANS!!
Mew and second-hand on liberal terms,
GUITARS!!!
Good grade $3.00, better $4.00.
MANDOLINS
Good grade $2.50, better $4.00.
Talking Machines
Victor $22.00. Edison $10.00.
Sewing Machines
8heel
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