The Hennessey Clipper. (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 17, No. 24, Ed. 1 Thursday, November 8, 1906 Page: 2 of 8
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Hennessey Clipper
HENNK8SKY. OKLAHOMA
C H. Mil.LRU.
A FOOL
FOR LOVE
By FRANCIS LYNDE
(Copy pk hi. 1'Oft, by .1 l\ Lipplnoott Go.)
CHAPTER VIII—Continued.
T.at Mr. Darrah cnattcd on, affably
noii-toiLiuiital, and alter a time Win-
ton I.eKua to u;>!>riiiu himself for sus-
pecting the ulterior motive. By no
word or hint did the vice president
reier to the stri ^gn* pendent between
the two companies or to the war.lie
incidnit of the morning. And when
ho finally rose to excuse himself on a
letter writing plea, his leave-taking
was that of the r.enial host reluctant
to part tompuny with his guest.
"I've enjoyed your conve'sati n.
«eh; enjoyed it right much. Most
happy to have had the pleasure 01
your compuny, Mist >h Wintou. May I
hope you will faveh lis often while
we are neighbors?"
Win ton rose, made the proper ac-
knowledgments, and would have
crossed the compartment to make hi-
adic ix lo Mrs. Carteret. Hut at th-it
moment Virginia, taking advantage of
Adams' handshaking with the? Rajah,
came between.
"You re not going yet, ar<* you, Mr.
Winton? Don't hurry, if you are
dying to smoke a pipe, as Mr. Adams
pays you are, we ran go out on the
platform. It isn't too cold, is It?"
Not the words themse'ves, but nor
manner of Haying them, warmed him
so suddenly tnat an Arctic winter's
night would not have been prohib-
itory.
"It is c:ear and frosty, a beautiful
night," he hastened to say. "May I
help you with your coat?"
She suffered him, but in the height
if the heart-warming glow gave him
a cold rioucho ir. a word to Itessie.
"Won't you come, too, Bessie, dear?"
she asked; and Winton set the whole
battery of his will at work to fend
off the threatened calamity.
Happily, it. averted itself. Miss Hes-
Fle was quite comfortable as she w is
and begged to be excuse 1. Mrs. Car-
teret In her capacity of chaperon
looked askance at Virginia, was met
by a glance of the resoluto brown eves
which she had tome to obey without
fully understanding, and contented
herself "... a monitory: "Don't stay
out too long, Virginia. It is dreidful-
1. cold."
So presently Winton had his heart's
desire, which was to be alone with
Virginia; alone, we say, though the
privacy of tne square railed platform
was that of the ear oniy. For the
gatherlng-ivom of the Rosemary, with
its lights and eyes, gave directly upon
the r. ar platform throiTh the two
full-length windows and the glass
door.
Now In whatsoever aspect the moun
tain sky land presents itsell and its
aspects are numberless—that of a
starlit winter night, when the heaven
lights burn clear in a black dome for
which the mighty peaks themselves
are the visible supports, is not the
least Impressive. So. for a lit ti-
time, awe challenging awe in these
two ha«l much in common, tongue and
lip wen* silent, and when they spoke
It was of the immensities.
"Does your profession often open
such wide doors to you. Mr. Winton?"
It gave him an exquisite thrill to
know that her mood marched so even
ly with his own.
"Outside of the office work, which
I have always evaded when I could,
the doors are all pretty wide. One
year 1 was on the Mexican houndai y
survey—you can picture those sil nt
nights In the desert. Another time
I was with tlie Geodetic on the coast;
since that winter the booming of the
surf has been the constant undertone
for me In ail music."
"Ah, yes, in music. You must love
music if you can associate it with
this."
"I do, indeed. I would build it the
grandest of the temples, though I
should be only a mute lay-worshiper
in it e.vpelf."
She smiled. "That temple must al
ways have two high priests, one who
prophesies and one who Interprets. 1
can't play without a sympathefie lis
tener."
"1 wish you might plav for me
sometime You would have to he very
exacting if you could And fault witji
iuy appreciation ''
"Would I" But \n< are riding asva>
on m.v hobby after we had fairly
mounted yours."
He laughed. "Mine js only a heavy
cart horse, not ti' for riding." he said.
"Yon shouldn 1 say that It Is a
man's work -yours." \u,j \u. niade
sure then- was a note of regret In her
voice when sl:<* added; "Mo woman
ran ever share it with you. or help
yon in it."
I should be sorry to believe that.'
h- rejoined, quickly. "The be#; part
of any man's work may b shared by
tf" woman who wills- and dares."
SI e gave him h flitting glance of
int • lligence.
"How strangely chance whips in
about from post to pillar. Two even
Inps ago 1 was foolish enough to
well, you know what I did. And now
w have changed plac s and you are
telling me what a woman may do II
she dare."
But he would not admit the prem-
ises. ' If the one were foolish, so is
the other. But I can't allow that to
btand. I shall always be the
I for what you said to me the other
I evening."
1 "1 don't know why you should; you
] didn't need it In the least," she pro-
tested. "If 1 had known then what
I know now, 1 Mould have said some-
! thing quite different."
1 "Say it now. if you wish."
"May I? But I have no right. Be-
sides, it would sound like the basest
of recantations."
I "Would it? Nevertheless, I should
! like to hear II."
She n rvej herself for the plunge—
1 her uncle's plunge—doubting nior
than ever.
"Your part in the building of this
other railroad is purely a business ui'
I fair, Is It not?"
I "My personal Interest? Quito so; a
mere matter of dollars and cents, you
1 may say."
She went on, entirely missing the
I irony in his reply.
"You di 1 not know the difficulties
i before you came here?"
j "Oniy in a general way. I knew
there was opposition, and—well, I'm
not just a novice in this sort of thing,
and if I may bo allowed to boast a
little, I knew my appointment was
owing to Mr. CaHowell's belief in my
( ability to carry It through."
I "You are not smoking," she said.
I "Haven't you your pipe?" She was
I finding it desperately hard to go on.
I "If you don't mind," he returned;
! but when he had pipe and tobacco in
i hand she plunged again
| "You say your Interest In this other
railroad—your personal Interest—is
only that of—of an employe. If you
should have another offer, from some
j other company—"
He smiled. "Put yourself In my
place, Miss Virginia. What would
you do?"
She tried to think It out. and in
the process the doubt grew and over-
whelmed her.
"1—I don't know." she faltered.
"If. as you say, It is only a question
of so much money to ho earned—"
that. And h«>ides, it was meant to be
a scolding."
"I have no doubt Adams sent the
■ t •• ti;i in didn't wilta it. Or, 'f
he did, he also wrote our Invitation
I to dinner. They are in the same
j l a t«!. you know."
; She laughe 1 again. "I think it 1^
quite time w were ,o4n-i in," she
av. rred, and he open d the door for
her.
If Mr. John Winton, <\ E.. stood In
! need of a moral tonic, as A<la:ns had
so delicately intimated t Miss Bessie
''art ret, it was administered in
I quantity^ sufflHent before he slept o*
the night of dinner-livings.
For a char-eyed Technologlan, free
from all heart-trammelings and able
to grasp the iu>jeiitlment2*l fact, the
nemy's new plan of campaign wrote
!f *elf quite legibly. With his pick
and choice among t?iO tlme-kllllng ex-
edimts the Rajah could scarcely
have found one more to his purpose
I than the private car Rosemary, In-
cluding in Its passenger list a Miss
j Virginia Carteret. There would be
, more dinners and social diversions;
I other procrastinations like this of
1 neglecting to look after the consign-
ment of steel—which, by the by, was
j not yet to be seen or even definitely
heard from: and in the end, def at.
All of which Adams, substituting
friendly frankness for the disciplinary
traditions of the service, set forth in
good Bostonlan English l'or the benefit
and behoof of his t hief, and was an-
swered according to his deserts with
scofflngr. and deridings.
"I wasn't born ysterday, Morty,
and I'm not so desperately asinine as
you seem to think." was the besotted
one's summing up. "I know the
Rajah* doesn't split hairs in a busi-
ness fight, but lie is hardly unscrupu-
lous enough to use Miss Carteret as
a cat's-paw."
But Adams would not be scoffed
aside.
"You're off in your estimate of Mr
Darrah, Jack, 'way off. I know the
1
hi-; opi:\i;t> tiu: noon for hkr.
He started as if she struck him
with a whip.
"That Is not your argument; it is
Mr. Darrah's." Then his voice took
a deeper tone that thrilled her till
she wanted to cry out. "Don't say
you want me to give up; please don't
say thai. 1 think I ha\e been putting
you on a pedestal these last two days.
Miss Carteret. You know well enough
what is involved -honor, integrity,
ood faith, everything a man values,
or should value. I was only jesting
when 1 spoke of the day-pay; that is
j nothing. I can't believe you would
ask such a sacrifice of me—of any
1 man."
The brown eyes met his fairly, and
it was not Mr. Somerville Darrah's
confederate who said: "Indeed, 1 do
not ask it, Mr. Winton 1 see new
hov impossible it would be for you
to " *ne stopped short, and leaving
the sentence in the* air. began again.
"But it i* only fair that you should
have your warning, and I'm going to
:;ive it to you. M> uncle will leave
lie) ste.ne unturned to defeat you."
He was still looking into her eyes,
and so had courage to say what came
uppermost
"I don't: care. I shall flght him as
hard as I can. but I shall always bo
Ills debtor for this evening. Do you
understand?"
She broke the eye-hold and turned
away quickly.
"You must not come again," she
said.
"But 1 shall -as often as I may
And as to the railway tussle, Mr.
Darrah may lake it out of me as he
pleases from sunrise to sunset, if he
, v/Ml only lnvit • me here to dinner
now and then."
1 In a flash her mood changed and
! she laughed lightly.
I "Who would think If of you, Mr.
1 Winton! Of ail men 1 should have
| said you were the last to (are so
much for the social diversions. Shall
we go in?"
"If we must; but not until I have
thanked you for your timely hint of
yesterday morning. It saved me no
end of trouble."
•The telegram? Mr Adam* ecu*.
tradition that a southern gentleman
Is all chivalry when it comes to a
matter touching lis womankind, an
I don't controvert it as a genera!
proposition. But the* Rajah lias been
ja fighting western railroad magnate
so long that his accent is about the
I only southern asset l.e has retained,
j If I'm any good at guessing, he will
1 stick at nothing to gain his end."
Winton admitted the impeachment
' without prejudice to his own point of
I view.
"Perhaps you are right. But for«-
| warned is forearmed. And Miss Yir
I ginia is not going to lend herself t<
1 any such nefarious scheme."
"Not consciously, perhaps; but yon
I don't know her yet. If she saw a
^oo<l chance to take th conceit out of
you. she'el improve It—without think
: intr overmuch of the possible eonse
j qtience* to the' Utah company."
i "Pshaw!" said Winton. "Thai i
another of your literary inferences
I've met her only twice, yet I ven
: tun* to say I know her better than
you do. If she cared anything for m<
-which she doesn't—"
' "Oh, go to sleep!" said Adams, who
was not minded to argue further with
a man besotted; and so the mattet
I went by default for the time.
It was very d< ft 1 y done, and even
Adams, the clear-eyed, could not help
admiring the Rajah's skillful finest
Of formal elinm r-givings there might
easily have been an end. sine.' the
I construction camp had nothing to
off 1 r in return. But the formalities
. wre sfrliously Ignored, and the two
young men wcr* 1 \ t upon a footing
of iiitlmncy alio encouraged to come
and go hh Jhey pleased.
(TO IMv i.DNTINtJKD.)
Tributes to the Departed.
Com and bread are .till offeree! by
the pious Basques of th Pyrenees to
the dear departed on their death an-
niversary. A trave ler in Spain de
I scribes how, at San Sebastian, lie ha*
often seen some poor fisherman's
dan-1 tev praying in a church for a
dead relative "amid baskets full of
fruit. loaves of bread and corn, and
kmeling upon the tomb of her an-
cestors"
QSHGiam 9BHLG5
EXPLAINED.
Amongst the guests at a certain sea
side boareii 11 srhouse was a young man
with a countenance so gloomy that he
excited the Interest of an amiable and
chatty old lady, who made an effort
to draw him Into conversation.
"It's a lovely day," she commenced.
"Yes, wretched," replied the* melan-
choly man, absently.
Somewhat perplexed, the lady in-
quired how he liked the place.
"The worst I ever visited," was the
unpromising rejoinder.
"But there are somo very nice peo-
ple here."
"Are there? I haven't met any."
It was not encouraging, but the old
lady was persistent, and deftly chang-
ing the subject inquired Ills views on
the political situation.
"1 think," he said, gloomily, "we
shall have either a war or a revolu-
tion. And," ho added ominously, "the
sooner the better."
After that the good old soul gave
it up. and sought an opportunity of
taking counsel with the landlady on
the state of Ills mind.
The landlady smiled reassuringly.
"Did you notice the young lady in
pink who sits opposite to hiin at
meals? Well, that's his sweetheart."
"Indeed; but they never speak to
each other."
"That's just it; they quarrelled the
first day they camo here, and they
haven't made it up yet."
NO OPPORTUNITY.
A Smooth One.
II* stole a klsH.
And the angry miss
Kxolnimed: "I like your cheek!"
"That's good." said he;
"1 shave, you sec,
Each morning In the week."
—Cleveland Leader.
SWELLS.
She (sentimentally)—How like life
are the waves of the sea!
He—Yes. Come to the shore in great
style anel go away broke.—Cincinnati
Enquirer.
Doctor—You must bo very careful
anil not eat too much!
Patient—Why. doc, I hardly dare eat
anything at all. 1 owe my landlady
over $L'0 now!—Chicago Daily News.
N i gh.
'Ti* time, almost, for Hiirnmer girls.
Wiio homeward come from seaside's
lure,
T<« dope themselves, ere they retire.
With Mrs. Mixem's Freckle Cur a.
—Milwaukee Sentinel.
The Schooima'am's Apology.
An extremely proper young New
England woman was a kindergartener
in a large city. (letting into a street
car one day, she bowed to a man
whom she thought was the father of
two of the children under her charge. ;
As soon as she had done so she real-
ized her mistake, and as he got off the j
car at the same time as herself, she I
stepped up to him and said.
"Please pardon my speaking to you,
but 1 thought you were the lather of
two of my children."--Judge.
NO REASON TO KICK.
CALLING ON THE "OFF" NIGHT.
The moon hung low upon the west-
ern sky.
"Ah," mused the young man in the
shadows of the old porch, "it is not
my regular night for calling 011 Evan-
geline, but I'll just surprise her. I
know she is iu the hammock because
I just heard her cough. I'll just creep
up and hug and kiss her in the dark."
He tiptoed in the direction of the
hammock. It was a3 dark as Egypt.
Suddenly he extended his arms, em-
braced and kissed the form in fremt of
him. Hut instead of the soft, fair
(dieek of Evangeliue it was a coarse
cheek of bristles.
"Robbers!" shouted a basso voice,
intermingled with feminine screams.
"Housebreakers!" "Porch climbers!"
Far down the road a breathless
young man halted to rest.
"Great Jupiter!" he gasped. "In-
stead of kissing Evangeline, 1 must
have kissed the other fellow."—Chica.
go Daily New3.
UNPROFITABLE ENGAGEMENT.
3*
"What reason did he give for wish-
Ins to break off the engagement bo
soou ?"
"He said the report that he was en-
gaged lo me had not extended his cred-
it us much as he had hoped l'or."
The Tenant—Thai cellar I've rented
off you is full of rats!
Landlord—Great goodnesn, man!
What do you expect for .is. a week—
white mice?
The Russian General.
"1 do not I'Mr the foe.'* hfl said.
"To war I'm reolly partial.
Although I shiver some with drowd,
'Tis dread of a court-martial."
— Wiulilugton Star.
Papa's Views.
Pretty Daughter—Hut what objec-
tion have you to deoi-go, papa? lie's
as honest as the day is lontf.
Papa -That's Just It. Ho will have
to bustle at night In order lo support
you—Chicago Daily News.
Mossbacks.
"Yes, they are members of th*
smart set."
• Hut they dn not appear to be very
popular?"
No: you see they are old-fashioned
and don't believe in divorces, and
aitists' 1110.lels an.l emotional Insanity,
cir."—Houston Post.
Pessimistic.
"I never knew such a pessimist nft
that fellow Jenkins?"
"Yes, I actually believe his Iden of
heaven Is a place that is paved with
gold bricks."—Puck.
Where He Wins
The quiet man
May win life's same
Out In the world;
But, just the same.
The lusty kicker's
Wild earouso
Brings him tlie best
In our bash bouse.
- Houston Post.
One Way Out.
For a little while they were be-
tween the devil and the deep sea.
Then the woman got her some
dresses made, and went down to the
latter.
Hut the man, after some hesitation,
went to the former.—Puck.
He Never Tackled One.
"Pa. was Solomon really the wisest
man that ever lived?"
"He lias that reputation, but of
course we can never secure any proof
that he could have fathomed the
meaning of a railroad time-table."—
Chicago Record Herald.
Gooa Measure.
"He got more than he bargained for
when he married her."
' How's that?"
Her mother came to live with
them."—Houston Post.
A Success.
Wife—Weren't you awfully fright-
ened, dear, when you made your first
political speech (lie other night ?
Candidate—Yes. but 1 got through
safely.
Wife—Safely?
Candidate—Yes. before anybody
vellrtl for me to sit down.—Detroit
Free Press
Of Course.
"Does the average man Bweai when
he steps on a tack?"
"Sure; if he didn't ho wouldn't bo
the avoiaae mac."—Houston Post
COME OF A NOBLE STOCK.
Pride, Dignity and Beauty of the Mod-
ern Spaniards.
You may see to-day In any churrh
portal in Spain the somber dignity of
Velasquez; the sinister cast of counte-
nance of Philip the Second; the nos<j
and proud beailn;; of a liomau cen-
turion, says tile .Nineteenth Century
In the Basque province the dignlty
and the pride of the peasantry are re
fleeted in the graceful carriage and
symmetry of movement for which tlm
men of that coast'and the girls carry
ing pitchers on their heads are jintly
celebrated. There is no trace ol aw In-
wardness in a Spanish peasaut. on
whose features Is stamped the pridi
of Rome, who will talk to you with the
ease anil volubility of a Spanish coui
tier. It is a noble stock.
Though to-day the glory of Spain hi^
departed and the modern Spanish fa
vor a western "bowler," and the worn
en wear Parisian luits, the national
type of Spain persists with all lis dip
nity and characteristics. I.lvins types
of Murlllo's street urchins may be seen
in any Spanish village. A group hud
died together In some shady rotreat .
brown, chubby, curly headed, merry
little rascals, lunching off a watermel-
on picked up in t lie market, happy as
princes in their hempen rags and wltli
their meager morsel. Or you may sec
the sunny side of Spain as Goya paint
ed it. A dunce in the open square, a
bridal feast, a bulllighter's carousal, u
brawl, an elopement; the apparel is
less gaudy to-day, but the sun and tin-
types and the spirit are the same.
That brawny picador with his wide-*
brimmed sombrero, his swarthy coun
tenance, aquiline nose and raven
locks, looks for all the world like a Ili>
man gladiator. The lad at his side,
with his finely chiseled features, might
have waited on Poppoea. And that
young girl in her white lace mantilla
and the red roses In her warm blue'
hair, such a one Goya would have dc
lighted to portray as she stands there
with her delicate head defiantly
thrown back, her lustrous eyes aglow
with mischief, that graceful line of
figure and those pursed and pouting,
lips.
Training Dog Police.
The training of the young New
foundlands that M. I-epine adds to hit-
police staff is one of the sights of
Paris, says the Century. It takes
place In the headquarters of the
agents plonueurs, a small building on
tlie quay-side not far from the Catlie
dral of Notre Dame. Dogs and iue;i
enter into the exercise with zest, am!
there is usually a crowd of onlookers
Only dummy figures are used, but tin
"rescue" is, nevertheless, a very real
Istlc affair. The big dogs know per
fectly well what the exercise means,
and they wait with comic enthusiasm
until the dummy is thrown into th -
water and an agent plongeur rustic-
out on hearing the splash and the out
cry of spectators. While the men an-
busy with lines and life-buoys, the d'>"
plunges into the water, swims to lie
dummy, watches with rare intelli
gence for an opportunity to get an
advantageous hold; and then it eithei
swims ashore or waits for its master,
who brings to the rescue long poles
cork belts, and the like. Tlie more
experienced dogs, however, will easil
effect a rescue from first to last with
out human assistance; and it is an In
spiring sight to watch them looking
for a foothold on the slippery sides or
the river hank, and pulling the heavy
dummy Into a place of safety
It takes about lour months to train
the dogs efficiently. They are also
charged with the protection of their
masters when attacked by the des
perate ruffians who sleep under tin
arches of he bridge in summer. Thus
in Paris also the police dogs are h
proved success.
A College In Bokhara.
There lay behind the great arch flnu"
the domes and the minarets a retired
precinct of ancient trees and shaded
walks, a grove. In the midst of the
city, colonnaded in quadrangle by th.
pointed arches of the students' cells
Under the trees was a sort of summe-
house or pavilion. Two or threo young
men were walking in an avoniu
against the farther colonnade, and on
the stone steps of a wide, shadod pool
sat several mullahs on their prayim.-
rugs.
We visited a number of the studenis
in their cells—monastic little brick
walled rooms where they live the yenr
round (there are no vacations in Mus
sulman colleges) and for years on end
It is not unusual for a student, aftei
passing the primary school, to spend
as much as l.'i 01 20 years at his high
er studies, though usually In such a
long course be will go through several
different colleges in the order of ad
vancement.
Quiet men, these students, mild
eyed, patient, often middle aged.—
Minneapolis Bellman.
Appropriate.
The boy's fishing pole was fastened
under the root of a tree on the river
hank, and he was sitting in the suu
playing with a dog.
"Fishing?" hundred a man passim;
along the road.
"Yep," answered the boy.
"Nice dog you've got there. What's
his name?"
"Fish?" That's a queer name for a
dog. Why do you call him that?"
"'Cause he won't bite."
Then the man proceeded on his
way. <
His Assets.
What are your liabilities?" aski d
the lawyer of the bankrupt press
agent.
"Ah." cried the latter, "my li-
abilities are my assets."—Baltimore
American
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