The Hennessey Clipper. (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 18, No. 17, Ed. 1 Thursday, September 19, 1907 Page: 2 of 8
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C. H. Miller, Publisher.
It seems Hi range to look back on
the days when we imported fruit and
vegetables, with the whole plant king
dom ready to be conquered for our
farmers. Wo smile when we recall
the days "before th * war," when the
tomato was a curio from Peru—a
"poison apple" used to frighten the
slaves Into obedience. Ye! last year
we grew it on ♦100,000 acres of land
The Franciscan fathers were early
workers in this respect. The alfalfa
they Introduced in the '50s—which
found its way here from Asia Minor,
by way of Chile—has turned 2,000,000
acres into an immensely profitable
farm area. Their sprigs of olive, too,
now cover 1,000 prchards. And a few
oranfce cuttings from the Brazilian
east coast, due to the foresight of an
American woman, today represent
$S.000,000 a year for the California
crop alone. As one of the smaller
things; take the horseradish of Malln,
a little village near Vienna—the best
of its kind In the world. Then behold
roots secured on the spot, and in due
time handed over to New Jersey
growers. The result was surprising.
Not only did it yield a ton more per
acre, but the cash result was $100 an
acre over and above the ordinary
yield. And in a single county of that
small state the production of horse-
radish grew from a few hundred
pounds a year to more than 1,000,000
pounds, says Appleton's Magazine. It
has been the sa.ne with the potato
from the highlands of Colombia and
Peru; the rhubarb from central Asia;
the asparagus from England; the cel-
ery of south Europe; the Heidi and
Telli barleys from Algeria, which have
given such wonderful results in our
southwest; likewise the Ivanov rye
from Russia, now grown in Maryland
and Kansas; and the Abruzzes rye
from the Itaiian highlands.
"At least it was easier. I perse-
vered when I was about to despair. I
was successful to this extent: Sir
Mortimer agreed to have a secret
meeting with the banker at this cha-
"To-day!" I stammered. "And Sir
Mortimer is dead!"
I learned of his death when you
were in the kursaal with me."
You need say no more. I under-
stand why you have brought me to-
the chateau only too well. A just fate
snatched from your lips the cup of
success. Hut fate dashed one cup
from your hand only to tempt you
with another. I have seen for myself
that I bear a sufficiently marked re-
semblance to deceive one who has
known Sir Mortimer but slightly. Per-
haps Kuhn has never actually met Sir
Never!" interrupted Madame de
Varnier, her voice trembling
And you wish me to do—what?'
1 any cimoce are uuccessful. you say
I you did not take the drug—that you
were acting that you might keep
i watch on our movements. Who will
believe you" Captain Forbes? I think
not You will find it difficult, my dear
monsieur, to extricate yourself from
Say that 1 grant that," I said con-
temptuously, "you have still the possi-
ble treachery of Dr. Starva to deal
This time she controlled her agita-
tion. though in her eyes lurked terror
For the present Dr. Starva is pow-
erless Had I remained in ignorance
of the meaning of that horrible stamp
'Had the treachery been absent— I might have listened to your warn-
Ifad the foul play of thugs and nmr- ings with some misgivings. But since
derers not been resorted to—1 should you have deepened my suspicions con-
still have refused to aid you. Hut ceming him. 1 have been able to re-
when I find myself secretly watched arrange my plans. Dr. Starva is no
while I am your guest—when I am longer necessary to me. Even if he is
perfidiously offered a drug, which, by a member of the Committee of Free-
the way. 1 did not take—when 1 see ! dom. he is no more dangerous than
an English gentleman treated with I any other number, and with them he
the violence of the Middle Ages—last- will be punished presently. In the
ly, when the woman whom I have j meanwhile their intended victim is
sworn to help is shot at by a lurking warned. No, Monsieur Haddon, your
BYAJmfUQ HEMZt' VtSEY
(cofrsxasT.x>o6 tv D-Afiprj-rtr/ tf crytatvyi
villain—I have a right to my revenge.
I shall have it. Be sure of that."
"You say that Starva attemptrtR to
murder Helena Brett?"
"Scarcely two hours since." I re-
turned, trembling with rage. "Now,
.Madame de Varnier, 1 have listened to
you patiently. Listen to me. I shall
have justice. You have chosen to ally
yourself with a forger, a thief, and a
threats do not frighten nie. On the
contrary, it is time for ine to threaten."
"I have waited patiently enough, I
I flung myself into my chair again
fcith a careless assurance I did not
feel. I remembered Locke's warning:
look out for the Countess Sarahoff.
She was about to scratch, and I was to
feel her claws. For this woman, ex-
would-be murderer. You will be ! quisite in feature, was at heart bar-
dragged down with him unless you | baric; the fierce cunning and treach-
I throw yourself on my mercy. Great ery of the tigress were hers when
) God. your madness reaches its apoth- aroused.
An interview of half an hour and j eosis in this: you resort to every crime j
the destinies of a nation will be | that you may bring freedom a little
changed. Oh. I know that the move Is
a desperate one. Its audacity is the
best augury of success Look, I give
Half Hour* with Beit Husbands.
The suggestion recently made that
women adopt an arbitrary system of
social intercourse with their hus-
bands and set aside a certain propor-
tion of the day for this purpose, has
met with various forms of criticism,
tweording to the experience of the
ei'tic. On the whole, it may be said
that i ic with husbands as it is with
authors. Half hours with the best
authors are frequently unsatisfying,
because if the author is to one's taste
a half hour is all too short a time to
Hi>eud with him, while if he proves un-
suitable, a moment spent in commun-
ion with him is tedious Generally
speaking, any arbitrary form of hu-
man Intercourse is unsatisfying, says
Chicago Tribune. Women who have
regular days "at home" have been
known to confesB that the day some-
times becomes a burden, and those
ambitious readers who have set aside
certain hours each day for the perusal
of uplifting books have failed at
times to feel the uplift. Of course,
being "at home" to a husband is a less
formal and less formidable affair than
being at home to friends, and the
reading of a man always offers a
piquancy unknown to books, but just
because the matter is one of greater
delicacy and spirituality it should be
removed from the drawbacks of for
Mr. Schwab, who may know how to
make steel and all about such heavy
work, has plunged into the woman
question and solved it without waiting
to draw a second breath. When a
man who grabs off a few millions In
one line begins to contemplate Ills
money lie thinks that he must neces-
>.i; lly know all about everything Mr.
Schwab says that housework is the
noblest occupation for women and
that they shouldn't do anything else.
Tile silrl who must earn her living, iti-
sti ad of studying stenography or be-
coming undersluily to a bucket shop
man, should kuock at the back door
and Bee if the family doesn't want a
hired girl Work like tills, says the
sU'i'l nian, will develop any girl and
bring her out as a perfect woman,
lint where is she fo gel Hie Job? The
women of the household will have read
Mr Schwab'* advice also and thev w ill
be keen to do their own work. Mr
Schwab can see I but Hie scheme will
def. ;i( Its own purpose. In fact, many
women now employing help would (lis
chnr-e the girls if they believed what
In says, and there would be nothing
left for the girls but to drift down
town and run the banks and the in
you power such as few men have held.
Sir Mortimer lies in that room dead.
But there are four people only who
know of his death: Dr. Starva, Al-
phonse, myself, and yourself. One
hour after tills interview, it will be
given out that he lias died suddenly
from heart failure. Hut In the mean-
while the interview between yourself
and the banker will have taken place."
"Woman, you are mad." I cried
scornfully. "Let us suppose for the
moment that this interview has taken
place between myself and the banker.
Let us say that the deception has
proved to be completely successful.
The loan is promised to Ferdinand,
but how is that promise to be made
good? There are papers to be signed
and attested—there are checks to be
drawn and receipts to be given. Who
is t6 sign these documents—who is to
sign the receipts? I. the false Sir
Mortimer? Kgreglous folly; Your ■
fanaticism has run away with your ;
common sense. There Is no pressure |
on earth that could make me consent
to your scheme. Your banker would
not be so great a fool as to be de-
ceived, I say again, even if I consent-
ed. Did you think he would hand out
a package to you containing millions
as a grocer passes a packet of soap
across the counter to a customer?"
That I should even discuss the mat-
ter with her at all seemed to her a !
hopeful sign. She drew her chair |
closer to me. I regarded her disdain-
fully. For a clever woman, her scheme
seemed to me preposterous on the
face of it.
"Do you think, my dear monsieur,
that the perplexities you mention have
not occurred to me?" She was vio-
lently scornful in her turn. "Yes; and
there are a hundred others. But I
have thought of them all. Money? I
have not mentioned money or checks
or receipts. 1 am not quite an imbe-
cile. I have arranged all that. You
have simply to see this Kuhn. There
will be no discussion. You will lay
beforo hiui an ultimatum. If he
agrees, a document will be given to
him promising on the part of England
her moral support. This document will I
have been officially sealed by the min-
ister of the British Foreign Office. It
will already have the signature of Sir
nearer to your precious Macedonians; I
and I know, as absolutely as if he had Countess Sarahoff Tempts Me.
confessed to me, that Dr. Starva Is | "Before we settle our afTairs 1 must
one of the band of assassins who has speak to Alphojise."
doomed to a violent death the very | "To what purpose?" I demanded
messiah you look to for succor." i suspiciously.
She stared at me a full half minute, j "You shall hear for yourself. Have
"A Copy Is as Useful as an Original," She Said, Coolly
She leaned close to me. Her breath , this adventuress with nerves of steel.
was in my face Her eyes were liquid
fire. Because I was silent for the mo-
ment she imagined me tempted. Hut
if I were silent it was because my
scorn was too great for utterance.
"A forgery!" I said at last.
"Listen. The document itself is of-
ficial. It awaited merely the signa-
ture of Sir Mortimer Hrett."
How was that obtained, since Sir
Mortimer Is dead?"
l)r. Starva is a clever penman.
That is why he is useful."
I sprang to my feet, pushing back
( my chair so abruptly as to overturn
• it. Dr. Starva's name was a red flag
Hut it was the woman, the lover, who
looked up at me. She loved Ferdi-
nand; I read it. in her anguished face.
1 made my last appeal.
no fear that I am to play you a trirtc.
I shall give him my message before
"Pardon me if I refuse. I am un-
armed, and Alphonse would have me
"Cast off that scoundrel before it is at his mercy.'
too late before he betrays you. Help j "Bah, I begin to think I should call
nie to bring him to justice before he j you by your true name, if you forbid
dooms to death the prince you j me to speak to Alphonse, i shall be
worship. Make to me a full confes- dumb. Now what have you to say?"
siou help me to rescue the great j she lighted a cigarette, smiled de-
name of Sir Mortimer Brett from the j fla:rtly and regarded me between half-
dishonor that you aver [but have in ( closed eyes.
no way proved) besmirches it—and 1
swear to you that you shall be spared."
She laughed at my appeal. If the
laughter was hysterical, It was also
defiant and fearless.
"My dear Monsieur Haddon, you are
too delicious. Do you think I have
played my last card? Do you think 1
to goad nn to enraged impatience.
"And tills is the forgery that Is to
save a nation!" I cried in fierce con-
tempt. I say again and again, you
are a fool - a. fool to think that your
Bcheme can be successful- I and loud voice? The dishonor of Sir
Will I England repudiate an ac* of Mortimer Brett not yet proved" It is
her minister because he dies shortly ! proved only too surely, and you are to
after attesting it'.' 1 tell you, rnon see those proofs presently. You have
siettr, I have counted the chances. I called me a fool more than once, per-
shall succeed- " mil me to return the compliment In
"And the loyalty of lit Starva? You ' all sincerity. I have told you much—
may count on that? 1 am willing to j enough to send Dr. Starva and myself
Tercentennial, bicentennial, ceiiten
nial and other minor celebration an
coming thick and fast these day*
Proud and happy tin people whose
annals date back so far. They are
more Inspiring than genealogical trees
ami quite as ennobling
\ New York man succeeded In ac
i mutilating $23,000,001) without iettin ;
anybody know that he w,i. rich Still,
flint wasn't wonderful. In New York
tin .v never notice n man who Is worth
le s than $IS,000.00(1.
believe that your mad project has j t
I been planned with the hope thai II
1 may benefit your oppressed race. I
| will give to you the doubtful vlrt if
fanaticism. But that arch fiend Star
I va—It Is Impossible that lie lie intlu
| enced hv an unseftlsh niotlv
j deathmask, did you know its glgnlti
car till last night? Madanle de Var
. nier, be advised by nie before It Is too
j hi le. Yon have said I am your et ci*>
It Is true, i I have come to this cha-
teau as your t in si. it was to spy on
you to learn what 1 have just learned,
to learn what I shall learn."
I "Do yon think I have been blind to
that?" she Interrupted, smiling ills
"It looks like a deadlock," I said
cheerfully. "If you are obstinate I
can be obstinate as well. At any rate
I shall not open that door until 1
have seen the proofs of Sir Mortimer
Brett's dishonor. If time is valuable
to me, allow nie to suggest that it is
even more so to you. You tell me
asil.v frightened by your scowls | that the interview between Sir Morti-
mer and the banker was to have taken
I nail spoken with downright assur
ance. But I had my misgivings as 1
noted the sullen defiance of the wom-
an. Five minutes passed; she smoked
furiously. I began to pace the room.
I listened at the door of the little
chamber In which she had said Cap-
Jail for many tedious years But I
can trust you'with my secrets because I tain Forbes was Imprisoned. I did
I know only too surely that you dare not again knock at this door, I
not betray them. You will realize thought *t Impossible that my voice
that presently have no fears You could be beard. Presently I opened
see I ci.n threaten as well as yourself, the door of the oratory and looked
I'liat and behind my threats Is something down in deep thought at the calm face
more foinildable than a scowling I of Sir Mortimer, my ' back to the
lace." | woman.
■'Very well, 1 cried, not without sat Was he indeed guilty as she had
isfactlon I for I had offered to spare said? It seemed incredible that the
her because I pllloil. rather than lie i heart of this noble gentleman had
cause 1 thought it wise i. 'We inder-j been black with guile. The face, pal-
stand uacli other thoroughly In II,1 In death, had the majesty of death.
iiMirs I iliiill have done my best to put 1 it had, too, that same noble serenity
vo i and your dear comrade behind the that had so Impressed me when I first
lj.-r.' Aid you | jaw Helena Hrett.
I shall drag you with us if you by | Mv reflections wore rudely disturb- |
ed. A sudden blow struck on th^ door
of the staircase shocked me Into tardy
heed of Madame de Varnier.
She was giving her message to Al-
phonse after all. She had taken piy
hint of making herself heard through
the closed door. It was a short nies
sage. I had not understood one word
of it. Though she had raised her voice
almost to a shout, she had doubt le:
spoken In her native tongue. She r
seated herself complalsantiy, offering
me her cigarette case.
"Now 1 am ready, monsieur, for our
"The sooner it is over the better,'
I said, irritated that sho had stolen a
march on me.
"Are you familiar with the hand
writing of Sir Mortimer Hrett?"
She had opened a drawer of the ta
ble at which we sat. I caught the
sheen of a japanned box.
"No," I said, pretending that I had
not seta the box. If the proofs of
Sir Mortimer's dishonor were In that
dispatch box it would not be many
minutes before I had destroyed them
"If that is the case, a copy is as
useful as an original," she said coolly
and, placing the box on the table, she
unlocked it with a little key that hung
at her chatelaine. She took out of the
dispatch l>ox two envelopes. Their
shape and bulk suggested vividly the
packets that she and Dr. Starva hail
been examining in the hotel at Vltzna
"Evidently you think me a very
trusting person," I sneered. "No,
madame, I am not quite so callow as
that. A copy may be forged. Per-
haps you are as clever with the pen
as Dr. Starva. Show me the originals
"You wrong r.ie," she protested
mockingly. "And you wrong yourself.
I am not so stupid as to expect you to
take these typewritten copies for
granted. Nor am I so stupid as to
trust the originals in your hands. You
might destroy them, for instance
"Again It looks like a deadlock. The
burden of proof lies with yourself. As
you say, I am not familiar with the
handwriting of Sir Mortimer. Who is
to vouch for its genuineness?"
"One whose word you will scarcely
doubt—the sister of Sir Mortimer
I raised my clenched hand. Her
cruel smile made me for the moment
forget her sex. If she had been a man
I think I could have killed her then
"Then, that was your message. Yon
have sent for her?"
"Sho will be waiting in the music
room below. It is for you to say if
she is to be spared the ordeal. You
will cause her the suffering, not I."
1 lowered my hands slowly. "I have
laughed at the old doctrine of the per-
sonality of the devil. I believe it now.
Show me the papers."
"Let us understand each other first.
In this envelope are copies of certain
dispatches and notes made by Sir Mor-
timer. The originals are in a safe
that is in the third room yonder. You
will examine these copies. It will be
for you to determine whether Miss
Hrett is to be the final arbiter of Sir
Mortimer's guilt or innocence."
"And if I refuse to call on Miss
"Sooner or later she shall see these
"What advantage-will that be to you
when I have failed to be a pariner to
your nefarious intrigues.
"I shall be revenged on you, nion
sleur." Her eyes glittered. "And my
revenge will be profitable. The Rus-
sian or Austrian governments would
pay a long price for the papers in the
Safe, M. Coward."
"I will give you your own price for'
them." I said hoarsely.
"And be robbed of my revenge?
They are beyond price. Come, you
weary me with questions. Are you
ready for the proofs?"
"One moment. These dispatches
were stolen from Sir Mortimer's apart-
ments that night at Vitznau. You
gained access to that apartment by
passing me off as Sir Mortimer. Where
did you find them? How did you know
they were there?"
"Sir Mortimer had hidden them be-
t «'een the folds of a Venetian blind.
That they were concealed In his rooms
at Vitznau was told Dr. Starva by Sir
Mortimer himself. When lie had left
Sofia for I.ucerne he was very ill. He
was accompanied only by his physic-
ian, his nurse, and his valet. I need
hardly say that Di. Starva was the
physician; myself, the nurse; and Al-
phonse, the valet. But Lucerne savor-
t'd too much of publicity for our plnns.
Even Vitznau was not desirable, espe-
cially in view of the alarming state
of Sir Mortimer's health. This cha-
teau waj our rendezvous. But on tlie
way here Sir Mortimer suffered a col
"Dr. Starva remained with his pa-
tient; I returned to Lucerne to throw
off suspicion as to our movements. In
an obscure village in the mountains
Sir Mortimer died. Or, rather. It was
not Sir Mortimer Hrett, Minister of
Ills Britannic Majesty at Sofia, but a
Mr. Stanley Walters, an obscure Eng-
"I regret to say lhat before he died
Sir Mortimer felt some misgivings for
his conduct, lie realized that the end
was near, and that sooner or later
the proofs of his dishonor would be
discovered. In his delirium he raved
continually of certain Incriminating
documents hidden In bis room at Vitz-
nau. His unexpected death filled Dr.
Starva with consternation. Me joined
me in Lucerne, thinking that our
schemes had utterly failed."
"In the meanwhile you had met one
who might yet rescue your plans from
failure. The rest I can guess Secret-
ly you had the body of Sir Mortimer
conveyed to this chateau. Provided
your tool could be coaxed or brow-
beaten Into submission— Enough of
ti,'a horrible story. Show me the pa-
(tO liE CONTINUED.)
Judge Mutt Also Have Been Follower
of the Gentle Art.
John Quincy Adams, of Massachu-
setts, third of that name, who died
about ten years ago, was very fond
of fishing, and not especially fond of
his legal profession.
One day, the story runs, a case In
which he was counsel was down for
trial In a Massachusetts court Mr.
Adams did not make his appearance,
but sent a letter to the judge That
worthy gentleman read It. and then
postponed the case with the announce-
"Mr. Adams Is detained on Im-
It was afterward learned by a col-
league of Adams that the letter read
"Dear Judge: For the sake of old
Isaak Walton, please continue my
case till Friday. The smelts are
biting, and I can't leave."
Girl Had Running Sores from Eczema
—Boy Tortured by Poiaon Oak—
Both Cured by Cutieura.
"Last year, after having my little
girl treated by a very prominent phy-
sician for an obstinate case of eczema.
I resorted to the Cutlcura Remedies,
and was so well pleased with the al-
most Instantaneous relief afforded that
we discarded the physician's prescrip-
tion and relied entirely on the Cutl-
cura Soap, Cutieura Ointment, and Cu-
tieura Pills. When we commenced
with the Cutlcura Remedies her feet
and limbs were covered with running
sores. In about six weeks we had her
completely well, and there has been
no recurrence of the trouble.
"In July of this year a little boy In
our family poisoned his hands and
arms with poison oak, and in twenty-
four hours his hands and arms were a
mass of torturing sores. We used
only the Cutlcura Remedies, and In
about three weeks his hands and arms
healed up. Mrs. Lizzie Vincent Thomas.
Fairmont, Walden's Ridge Tenn., Oct
Sure to Have One.
Lincoln Stetfens, in an address on
municipal politics, said in Chicago of
a certain city:
"That city Is as notorious for Its
rottenness as the town of Pebbles Is
notorious for another characteristic.
"Here is an incident that will give
you an Idea of the reputation of Peb-
"On a train one day a man rushed
Into a car, held up his hand for atten-
tion, and shouted excitedly:
" 'Anybody here who belongs to
"'Aye; I do,' said a small, dry old
" 'Then,' said the other, 'lend us yer
A little girl of five was taken to
church one Sunday, and listened with
unexpected attention to the sermon,
which graphically told the story of
the stilling of the tempest on the Sea
of Galilee, and how Christ walked on
the waves. In the afternoon her moth-
er missed her and began an anxious
search of the house. As she noared
the bathroom she heard sounds of
plashing, and hurried to the door to
behold a small, excited face peering
over the rim of the big wh,te tub. and
to hear a small, excited voice ex-
claim: "Say, mamma, this walking
on the water is quite a trick."
The Carthagenian mercenaries," he
said, "encased their prisoners in a ce-
ment that, as it hardened, contracted.
You can't imagine how uncomfortable
"Oh, yes, I can," she answered. "I
once had on a tight bathing suit when
It began to shrink."
Habits of Sperm Whale.
The sperm whale can remain below
the surface for about 20 minutes at a
time. Then It comes to the surface
and breathes 50 or 60 times, taking
about ten minutes to do so.
She Had Curious Habits.
When a person has to keep the feet
out from under cover during the cold-
est nights In winter because of the
lieat and prickly sensation, it is time
that coffee, which causes the trouble,
be left off.
There Is no end to the nervous con-
ditions thai coffee will produce. It
shows in one way in one person and in
another way Ir. another. In this case
the lady lived In S. Dak. She says:
"I have had to lie awake half tho
night with my feet and limbs out of
the bed on the coldest nights, and felt
afraid to sleep for fear of catching
cold. I had been troubled for years
with twitching and jerking of the
lower limbs, nnd for most of the time
1 have been unable to go to church or to
lectures.bccause of that awful feeling
that I must keep on the move.
"When It was brought to my atten-
tion that coffee caused so many ner-
vous diseases, I concluded to drop
coffee nnd take Postum Food Coffee to
see If my trouble was caused by coffee
"I only drank one cup of coffee for
breakfast but that was enough to do
the business for me. When I quit it
my troubles disappeared In an almost
miraculous way. Now I have no more
of the jerking and twitching and can
sleep with any amount of bedding over
me and sleep all night, in sound, peace-
"Postum Food Coffee Is absolutely
worth its weight in gold to me."
"There's a Reason." Read the little
health classic, "The Road to Well*
villa," in fi'aiis.
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