The Hennessey Clipper (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 21, No. 52, Ed. 1 Thursday, May 11, 1911 Page: 3 of 8
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SYNOPSIS. .
John Calhoun becomes secretary of
itntf in Tyler's cabinet with th * fixed de-
termination to acquire both Texas and
Oregon. Nicholas Trist, his secretary, is
sent with a message to the Baroness von
*litz. jspy and reputed mistress of the
British minister, Pakenham. Trist en-
counters ill" baroness and assists her in
e8> aping from pursuers. She agrees to
•e - Calhoun, and as a pledge that she
-arill tell him what lie wants to know re-
garding the intentions <>f England toward
Mexico, she gives Trist a slipper, the
mute of whic h .lias been lost. Trist is or-
dered to Montreal on state business, and
Arranges '«• be married to Elisabeth
Churehill before departing. The baroness
says she will try to prevent the marriage
A drunken congressman, who is assisting
Trint in ids wedding arrangements, blun-
deringly sends the baroness' slipper to
Elizabeth instead of the owner, and the
marriage is declared off. Nicholas finds
the I aroness in Montreal, she having sue-
ceedMl, where he failed, in discovering
England's intentions regarding Oregon.
She tolls him the slipper he had. con-
tained a note from the Texas attache t"
Pakenham. saying that if the United
States did not annex Texas within 30 days
•he would lose both Texas ami Oregon.
Calhoun orders Trist to head >1 party
bound for Oregon. Calhoun excites the
Jealousy of Senora Yturrio. and thereby
sei ures the signature of the Texas at-
tache to a treaty of annexation. Nicholas
arrives In Oregon. Later the baroness ar-
rives on a British warship. She tells
Nicholas that a note she placed in h *r
slipper c aused the breaking off of his
marriage, and that she Intends to return
to Washington to repair the wrong.
Nicholas follows her. Me learns on the
way that Polk has been elected and
Texas annexed, and that there is to be
war with Mexico. The baroness tells
Trist that in return for a compromise of
the Oregon boundary on the forty-ninth
degree, she has sold herself to Pakenham.
She tells him the story of her life.
Tr • breaks Pakenham'* key to the
baroness' apartments. Pakenham calls
for his prion, and the baroness refuses to
pay. He insults her. She compels him
to apologize, holds him up in his true
light, and he declares that she Is pure as
a lily. The treaty is signed by Paken-
ham The baroness gives the treaty to
Calhoun and tells him she got It for
Nicholas.
CHAPTER XXXV.—Continued.
Mr. Calhoun is commonly credited
with having brought about this treaty,
and with having been author of its
terms. So he was, but only in the
singular way which in these foregoing
pages I have related. States have
their price. Texas was bought by
blood. Oregon—ah, we who own it
ought to prize it. None of our country
is half so full of romance, none of It
Is half so clean, as our great and
bodeful far northwest, still young in
Its days of destiny.
"We should in time have had all of
Oregon, perhaps," said Mr. Calhoun;
"at least, that is the talk of these
fierce politicians."
"But for this fresh outbreak on the
southwest there would have been a
better chance," said Helena von Ritz;
"but I think, as matters are to-day,
you would be wise to accept this com-
promise. I have seen your men
marching, thousands of them, the
grandest sight of this century or any
other. They give full base for this
compromise. Given another year, and
your rifles and your plows would
make your claims still better. But
this is to-day—"
"Believe me, Mr. Calhoun," I broke
in, "your signature must go on this."
"How now? Why so anxious, my
6on?"
"Because it is right!"
Calhoun turned to Helena von Ritz.
"Has this been presented to Mr. Bu-
chanan, our secretary of state?" he
asked.
"Certainly not. It has been shown
to no one. I have been here in Wash-
ington working—well, working in se-
cret to secure this document for you.
I do this—well, I will be frank with
you—I do this for Mr. Trist. He is my
friend. I wish to say to you that he
has been—a faithful—"
I saw her face whiten and her lips
shut tight. She swayed a little as
she stood. Dr. Ward was at her side
and assisted her to a couch. For the
first time the splendid courage of
Helena von Ritz seemed to fail her.
She sank back, white, unconscious.
"It's these damned stays, John!" be-
gan Dr. Ward fiercely. "She has faint-
ed Here, put her down, so. We'll
bring her around in a minute. Great
Jove! I want her to hear 11s thank
her. It's splendid work she has done
for 11s. But why?"
When, presently, tinder the ministra-
tions of the old physician, Helena
yon Ritz recovered her consciousness,
she arose, fighting desperately to pull
herself together and get back her
splendid courage.
"Would you retire now, madam?"
asked Mr. Calhoun. "I have sent for
my daughter."
"No, no. It is nothing!" she said.
"Forgive me, it is only an old habit
of mine. See, I am quite well!"
Indeed, in a few moments she had
regained something of that magnifi-
cent energy which was her heritage.
As though nothing had happened, she
arose and walked swiftly across the
room. Her eyes were fixed upon the
great, map which hung upon the walls
—a strange map it would seem to us
to-day. Across this she swept a white
hand.
"I saw your men cross this," she
paid, pointing along the course of the
great Oregon Trail—whose detailed
path was then unknown to our geog-
raphers. "! saw them go west along
that road of destiny. I told myself
that by virtue of their courage they
had won this war. Sometime there will
«ome the great war between your peo-
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"I Am But a Woman," She Said, "But it Chances That I Have Been Able
to Do This Country Perhaps Som&thing of a Favor." ,
pie and those who rule them. The
people still will win."
She spread out her two hands top
and bottom of the map "All, all,
ought to he yours—from the Isthmus
to the lee, for the sake of the people
of the world. The people—but In time
they will have their own!"
We listened to her silently, credit-
ing her enthusiasm to her sex, her
race; but what she said has remained
in one mind at least from that day to
this. Well might part of her speech
remain in the minds to-day of people
and rulers alike. Are we worth the
price paid for the country we gained?
And when we shall be worth that
price, what numerals shall mark our
territorial lines?
"May X carry this document to Mr.
Pakenham?" asked John Calhoun, at
last, touching the paper on the table.
"Please, no. Do not. Only be sure
that this proposition of compromise
will meet with his acceptance."
"I do not. quite understand why you
do not go to Mr. Buchanan, our secre-
tary of state."
"Because 1 pay my debts," she said
simply. "I told you that Mr. Trist
and I were comrades. I conceived it
might be some credit for him in his
work to have been the means of do-
ing this much."
"He shall have that credit, madam,
be sure of that," said John Calhoun.
He held out to her his long, thin,
bloodless hand.
"Madam," he said, "I have been mis-
taken in many things. My life will be
written down as failure. I have been
misjudged. But at least it shall not
be said of me that I failed to rever-
ence a woman such as you. All that
I thought of you, that first night I met
you, was more than true And did I
not tell you you would one day, one
way, find your reward?"
He did not know what he said;
but I knew, and I spoke with him in
the silence of my own heart, know-
ing that his speech would be the same
were his knowledge e,ven with mine.
"To-morrow," went on Calhoun, "to-
morrow evening there is to be what
we call a ball of our diplomacy at the
White House. Our administration,
knowing that war is soon to be an-
nounced in the country, seeks to make
a little festival here at the capital.
We whistle to keep up our courage.
We listen to music to make us for-
get our consciences. To-morrow night
we dance. All Washington will be
there. Baroness von Ritz, a card
will come to you."
She swept him a curtsey, and gave
him a smile.
"Now, as for me," he continued, "1
am an old man, and long ago danced
my last dance in public. To-morrow
night all of us will be at the White
House—Mr. Trist will be there, and
j Dr. Ward, and a certain lady, a Miss
Elisabeth Churchill, madam, whom 1
shall be glad to have you meet. You
must not fail us, dear lady, because I
am going to ask of you one favor."
He bowed with a courtesy which
might have come from generations of
an old aristocracy. "If you please,
madam, I ask you to honor me with
your hand for my first dance in years
—my last' dance In all my life."
Impulsively she held out both her
hands, bowing her head as she did so
to hide ber face. Two old gray men.
one younger man, took her hands and
kissed them.
Now our flag floats on the Columbia
and on the Rio Grande. I am older
now, but when I think of that scene,
I wish that flag might float yet freer;
and though the price were war itself,
that it might float over a cleaner and
a nobler people, over cleaner and nobler
rulers, more sensible of the splendor
of that heritage of principle which
should be ours.
CHAPTER XXXVI.
The Palo Alto Ball.
A beautiful woman pleases the eye. a
srood woman pleases the heart; one is a
jewel, tile other a treasure. Napoleon I.
On the evening of that following day
In May, the sun hung red and round
over a distant unknown land along
the Rio Grande. In that country, no
iron trails as yet had come. The mag-
ic of the wire, so recently applied to
the service of man, was as yet there
unknown. Word traveled slowly by
horses and mules and carts. There
came small news from that far-off
country, half tropic, covered with
palms and crooked dwarfed growth of
mesquite and chaparral. The long-
horned cattle lived in these dense
thickets, the spotted jaguar, the wolf,
the ocelot, the javelina, many small-
er creatures not known in our north-
ern lands. In the loam along the
stream the dear left their tracks, min-
gled with those of the wild turkeys
and of countless water fowl. It was
a far-off. unknown, unvalued land.
Our flag, long past the Sabine, had
halted at the Nueces. Now it was to
advance across this wild region to the
Rio Grande. Thus did smug James
Polk keep his promises!
Among these tangled mesquite
thickets ran sometimes long bayous,
made from the overflow of the greater
rivers—resacas, as the natives call
them. Tall palms sometimes grow
along the bayous, for the country is
half tropic. Again, on the dryer
ridges, there might be taller detached
trees, heavier forests—palo alto, the
natives call them. In some such place
as this, where the trees were tall,
there was fired the first gun of our
war in the southwest. There were
strange noises heard here in the wil-
derness, followed by lesser noises, and
by human groans. Some faces that
night were upturned to the moon—
the same moon which swam so glori-
ously over Washington. Taylor camped
closer to the Rio Grande. The fight
was next to begin by the lagoon
called the Resaca de la l'alma. But
that night at the capital that same
moon told us nothing of all this. We
did not hear the guns. It was far
from Palo Alto to our ports of Gal-
veston or New Orleans. Our cockaded
army made Its own history in Its own
unreported way.
We at the White House ball that
night also made history in our own un-
recorded way. As our army was add-
ing to our confines on the southwest,
so there were other, though secret,
forces which added to our territory in
the far northwest. As to this and as
to the means by which it came about,
I have already been somewhat plain.
It was a goodly company that as-
sembled for the grand ball, the first
one In the second season of Mr. Polk's
somewhat confused an4 discordant ad-
ministration. Social matters had
started off dour enough. Mrs. Polk
was herself of strict religious practice,
and I imagine it had taken somewhat
of finesse to get her consent to these
festivities. It was called sometimes
the diplomat's ball. At least there
was diplomacy back of it. It was
mere accident which set this celebra-
tion upon the very evening of the bat-
tle of Palo Alto, May 8, 184C
By ten o'clock there were many in
the great room which had been made
ready for the dancing, and rather a
brave company it might have been
called. We had at least the splendor
of the foreign diplomats' uniforms for
our background, and to this we added
the bravest of our attire, each one in
his own Individual fashion, I fear.
Thus my friend .Jack Dandridge was
wholly resplendent In a new waist-
coat of his ow n devising, and an even-
ing coat which almost swept the fluor
as he executed the evolutions of his
western style of dancing Other gen-
tlemen were, perhaps, more grave and
staid. We had with us at least one
man, old in government service, who
dared the silk stockings and knee
brecches of an earlier generation. Yet
another wore the white powdered
queue, which might have been more
suited for his grandfather. The young- I
or men of the day wore their hair
long, in fashion quite different, yet
this did not detract from the distinc-
tion of some of the faces which one
might have seen among them—some
of them to sleep all too soon upturned
to the moon in another and yet more
bitter war, aftermath of this with
Mexico. The tall stock was still In
evidence at that time, and the ruffled
shirts gave something of a formal and
old-fashioned touch to the assembly.
Such as they were, in their somewhat
varied but not uninteresting attire, the
best of Washington were present. In-
vitation was wholly by card. Some
said that Mrs. Polk wrote these invi-
tations in her own hand, though this
we may be permitted to doubt.
Whatever might have been said as
to the democratic appearance of our
gentlemen in Washington, our women
were always our great reliance, and
these at least never failed to meet the
approval of the most, sneering of our
foreign visitors. Thus we had pres-
ent that night, as I remember, two
young girls both later to become
famous in Washington society; tall
and slender young Terese Chalfant,
later to become Mrs. Pugh of Ohio,
and to receive at the hands of Den-
mark's minister, who knelt before
her at a later public ball, that Jew-
eled clasp which his wife had bade
him present to the most beautiful
woman he found in America. Mere
also was Miss Harriet Williams of
Georgetown, later to become the sec-
ond wife of that Baron Bodisco of
Russia who had represented his gov-
ernment with us since the year 18118—
a tall, robust, blonde lady she later
grew to be Brown's hotel, home of
many of our statesmen and their la-
dies, turned out a full complement.
Mr. Clay was there, smiling, though I
fear none too happy. Mr. Edward
Everett, as it chanced, was with us
at that time. We had Sam Houston
of Texas, who would not, until he ap-
peared upon the floor, relinquish the
striped blanket which distinguished
him—though a splendid figure of a
man he appeared when he paced
forth in evening dress, a part of which
was a waistcoat embroidered in such
fancy as might have delighted the eye
of his erstwhile Indian wife had she
been there to see it. Here and there,
scattered about the floor, there might
have been seen many of the public
figures of America at that time, men
from north and south and east and
west, and from many other nations be-
side our own.
Under Mrs. Polk's social administra-
tion, we did not waltz, but our ball
began with a stately march, really a
grand procession, in its way distinctly
Interesting, in scarlet and gold and
blue and silks, and all the flowered
circumstance of brocades and laces of
our ladies. And after our march we
had our own polite Virginia reel, mer-
ry as any dance, yet stately too.
I was late in arriving that night, for
it must be remembered that this was
but my second day in town, and I had
had small chance to take my chief's
advice, and to make myself present-
able for an occasion such as this. I was
fresh from my tailor, and very new-
made when I entered the room. I
came just In time to see what I was
glad to see; that Is to say, the keep-
ing of John Calhoun's promise to
Helena von Ritz.
It was not to be denied that there
had been talk regarding this lady,
and that Calhoun knew it, though not
from me. Much of It was idle talk,
based largely upon her mysterious life.
Beyond that, a woman beautiful as
she has many enemies among her sex.
There were dark glances for her that
night, I do not deny, before Mr. Cal-
houn changed them. For, however
John Calhoun was rated by his ene-
mies, the worst of these knew well
his austerely spotless private life, and
his scrupulous concern for decorum.
(TO UK CONTINUED J
O-O-O
CLOTH COSTUME. Magenta face
cloth looks extremely smart made
up in this style. The skirt, which
Is quite devoid of trimming, has an
inverted pleat at the foot of each of
the front seams The coat Is semi-
fitting and has a large square collar
faced with white cloth braided In
black; the cuffs are to match. A dou-
ble row of buttons connected by braid
loops forms fastening of front in a
slanting direction Hat of magenta
tagal, lined with black satin and trim-
DIVIDE THE HOURS OF REST |
Better to Take Sleep In Installments
Rather Than In One Long
Session.
If you wish to be perfectly lit and
healthy don't take your sleep in "one
long doBe."
Instead of, say, always going to bed
at 1! p. m. and rising at 7 a. m., di-
vide your sleeping hours into two
portions, as. for instance, from fi p. m.
to 8:30 p. tn. (first sleep) and from 2
a. m. to 6:30 a m. in the second
sleep.
This method of sleeping in
"watches" gives the brain—for all
those who do mental work -Just stim-
ulus needed, and promotes fresh en-
ergy and vigor to both mind and body
A doctor who is a serious advocate
of sleeping in watches gave the above
Interesting theory.
"Every man and woman whose work
requires a largo expenditure of mental
energy should divide his or her sleep-
ing hours into two," he said
"I am acquainted with many people
who now always take their sleep in
two 'doses,' and they will tell you
what a vast improvement it is on the
usual rule of one long sleep in the 24
hours.
"The Ideal times of sleep for the
brain worker are the afternoon and
the early hours of the morning. Of
course this program could only be car
ried out by the woman whose time is
her own."
Novel Vase.
An odd and pretty vase may be
aiade by taking a pickle jar or any
other odd-shaped bottle, and covering
it all over with putty, then you may
use all your discarded buttons out of
your button box. Buttons of the
presidents or other candidates, brok-
en jewelry, even broken china pieces,
all these may be used and stuck
down in the putty as close as you can.
When dry set it on your mantel. You
will be pleased with it. By taking a
piece of new sewer pipe and cover-
ing it the same way and setting it on
a pie plate makes a good umbrella
stand.
The New Sleeves.
Although most of the new frocks
and coats show the kimono shoulder,
the imported lingerie blouses have
the regulation sleeve In most In-
stances. Where the straight shoul-
der effect Is preferred it Is simulated
by a broad band of embroidery which
joins the bodice and sleeves
A notable feature of some of the
r.ew gowns Is the difference in the
two sleeves. For instance, one of the
daintiest models shows one sleovp of
chiffon, close and plain, while the
other arm is bare, save for a garland
or wreath of black roses set midway
between shoulder and elbow.
Not Afraid of Eve's Fate.
Women are taking to snakes. The
fashions prove that. The newest silk
petticoats that have been imported
from Paris and are shown in the
Fifth avenue shops have snakes work
ed on them. Birds, too. Then there
is the snake hat, which has been
coming Into vogue slowly, It is said
women are adopting snake hosiery.
But there also are butterfly styles for
stockings, petticoats and hats, and
butterflies arc worked on handker-
chiefs.
med with ribbon bows in most attrac-
tive style.
Materials required: Five yards cloth
forty-six Inches wide, one and one-half
dozen buttons, about two dozen yards
braid, live yards silk or satin for lin-
ing coat.
Visiting Dress This Is a dainty
dross that may be made In any fine
woolen material. The skirt is slight-
ly high-waisted at back, and has as Its
only trimming a band of handsome
passementerie.
NURSERY DRESS.
A delightfully comfortable slip-on
dress or overall Is this; it may be
made up in linen, casement cloth, hol-
land or zfphyr. It is a one-piece pat-
tern that may be fastened either at
front or back; the front of our model
is laid over In one tuck in the center,
and buttons are sewn on to give the
effect of a front fastening, though the
real fastening Is at the back.
The "V" shap6 neck, sleeves, and
lower edge are trimmed with fancy
braid, which might be replaced by
lace or crochet insertion if liked.
Materials required: From one and
three-quarter yards forty inches wide.
To Save Linen.
In some of the best schools the
pupils are now taught to roll table-
cloths Instead of folding them, since
the folds in linen are usually the first
places that show wear, says a con-
tributor to the Delineator. The table-
cloths are ironed flat and rolled while
being ironed. It is best to use a ta-
ble for the ironing board, as this
gives more space. Start to roll th®
tablecloth as soon as a quarter of a
yard Is ironed and keep the roll di-
rectly in front, turning It as fast as
the Ironing is done. Sometimes thick
brown paper is used to roll the cloth
on, but it must be the width of the
linen. A clever woman has procured
several mailing tubes, placed them
end to end and covered them with
fancy wall paper, pasting it on se-
curely. This makes a firm founda-
tion for the roil. Napkins should be
folded once with the iron and all
other folding done by hand so they
will not wear in the creases.
Moths In Furniture.
All the baking and steaming are
useless as, although the moths may
be killed, their eggs are sure to hatch
and the upholstering will be well rid-
dled. The naphtha-bath process is ef-
fectual. A sofa, chair or lounge may
be immersed in the large vats used
for the purpose, and all Insect life
will be absolutely destroyed. No eggi
ever hatch after passing through the
naphtha bath. All oil, dust or grease
disappears and not the slightest dam-
age Is done to the most costly arti-
cle. Sponging with naphtiut will mot
ass we*
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