The Hennessey Clipper (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 26, No. 17, Ed. 1 Thursday, September 30, 1915 Page: 3 of 10
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For a moment the click of the balls
on the other tables was the only sound.
Craig broke the tableau by reaching
for his glass of whisky, which he
emptied. He tried to assume a non-
chalant air, but his hand shook as he
replaced the glass on the tabouret. It
rolled off to the floor and tinkled into
"Nerves a bit rocky, eh?" Warring-
ton laughed sardonically.
"You're screeching in the wrong
Jungle, Parrot, old top," said Mallow,
who, as he did not believe in ghosts,
■was physically nor morally afraid of
anything. "Though, you have my word
for it that I'd like to see you lose every
sent of your oil fluke."
"Don't doubt It."
"But," Mallow went on, "If you're
•wanting a little argument that doesn't
require pencils or voices, why, you're
on. You don't object to my friend
Craig coming along?"
"On the contrary, he'll make a good
■witness of what happens."
"The chit, boy!" Mallow paid the
reckoning. "Now, then, come on. Three
rickshaws!" he called.
The barren plot of ground back of
the dock was deserted. Warrington
dumped from his rickshaw and divest-
ed himself of his coat and flung his
Jiat beside it. Gleefully as a boy Mal-
Sow did likewise. Warrington then
hade the coolies to move back to the
"Rounds?" Inquired Mallow.
"You filthy scoundrel, you know
■very well there won't be any rules to
this game. Don't fot thin! 1 know
you?" Warrington rolled up his
sleeves and was pleased to note the
dull color of Mallow's face. He want-
ed to rouse the brute In the man, then
he would have him at his mercy. "I
swore four years ago that I'd make
you pay for that night."
"You scum!" roared Mallow, "you'll
never be a whole man when they
carry you away from here."
"Wait and see."
On the way to the dock Warrington
had mapped out his campaign. Fair
iplay from either of these men was not
to be entertained for a moment. One
iwas naturally a brute and the other
was a coward. They would not hesi-
tate at any means to defeat him. And
he knew what defeat would mean at
their hands—disfigurement, probably.
"Will you take a shilling for your
fifty quid?" Jeered Craig. He was go-
ing to enjoy this, for he had not the
least doubt as to the outcome. Mal-
ilow was without superior in a rough
and tumble fight.
Warrington did not reply. He
(talked cautiously toward Mallow.
iThis maneuver brought Craig within
reach. It was not a fair blow, but
Warrington delivered it without the
least compunction. It struck Craig
equarely on the Jaw. Lightly as a cat
AVarrington Jumped back. Craig's
1<nees doubled under him and he
toppled forward on his face.
"Now, Mallow, you and I alone, with
jno one to Jump on my back when I'm
Mallow, appreciating the trick,
swore foully, and rushed. Warrington
jabbed with his left and sidestepped.
One thing he must do and that was to
keep Mallow from getting into close
quarters. The copra grower was more
ithan his match in the knowledge of
those oriental devices that usually
cripple a man for life. He must wear
Slim down scientifically; he must de-
pend upon his ring generalship. In
lliis youth Warrington had been a skill-
ful boxer. He could now back this
■skill with rugged health and a blow
That had a hundred and eighty pounds
behind It. ^
From ordinary rage Mallow fell Into
a frenzy; and frenzy never won a ring
battle. Time after time he endeav-
ored to grapple, but always that left
stopped him. Warrington played for
his face, and to each jab he added a
taunt. "That for the little Slngalese!"
"Count that one for Wheedon's broken
knees!" "And wouldn't San admire
that? Remember her? The little Jap-
anese girl whose thumbs you broke?"
"'Here's one for me!" It was not dig-
nified, but Warrington stubbornly re-
fused to look back upon this day
either with shame or regret. Jab-jab,
cut and slash! went the left. There
■was no more mercy in the mind back
of it than might be found in the sleek
felines who stalked the Jungles north.
Doggedly Mallow fought on, hoping
for bis chance. He tried every trick
he knew, but he could only get so
near The ring was as wide as the
■world; there were no corners to make
grappling a possibility.
Some of his desperate blows got
through. The bezel of his ring laid
open Warrington's forehead. He was
brave enough, but he began to realize
that this was not the same man he
had turned out into the night four
years ago. And the pain and Igno-
miny he had forced upon others was
now being returned to him. Warring
ton would have prolonged the battle
had he not seen Craig getting dizzily
to his feet. It was time to ec4 it He
feinted swiftly. Mallow, ex;ectiog a
tedy blow, dropped his guard. War-
rington, as he struck, felt the bones
In his hand crack. Mallow went over
upon his back, fairly lifted ofT his feet.
He was tough; an ordinary man would
"I believe that squares accounts,"
said Warrington, speaking to Craig
"If you hear of me in America, In Eu-
rope, anywhere, keep away from the
places where I'm likely to go. Tell
him," with an indifferent jerk of his
head toward the insensible Mallow,
"tell him that I give him that fifty
pounds with the greatest good pleas-
ure. Sorry I can't wait."
He trotted back to his rickshaw,
wiped the blood from his face, put on
his hat and coat, and ordered the re-
spectful coolie to hurry back to town.
He never saw Mallow or Craig again.
The battle itself became a hazy inci-
dent. In life affairs of this order gen-
erally have abrupt endings.
And all that day Elsa had been
waiting patiently to hear sounds of
Warrington In the next room. Never
could she recall such long, .weary
hours. Time and again she changed
a piece of ribbon, a bit of lace, and
twice she changed her dress, all for
the purpose of making the hours pass
more quickly. Whenever Martha ap-
proached Elsa told her that she
wanted nothing, that she was head-
achy, and * wanted to be left alone.
Discreetly Martha vanished.
To prevent the possibility of miss-
He Remained Dumb.
ing him, Elsa had engaged the room
boy to loiter about downstairs and to
report to her the moment Warrington
arrived. The boy came pattering up
at a quarter to six.
"He come. He downside. I go, he
"No. That will be all."
The following ten minutes tested
her patience to the utmost. Presently
she heard the banging of a trunk lid.
He was there. What was she going
to say to him? The trembling that
struck at her knees was wholly a new
sensation. Presently the tremor died
away, but it left her weak. She stepped
toward his door and knocked gently
on the jamb.
She heard something click as ft
struck the floor. (It was Warring-
ton's cutty, which he had carried for
seven years, now in smithereens.)
She saw a hand, raw knuckled and
bleeding slightly, catch at the curtain
and swing it back upon its rings.
"Miss Chetwood?" he said.
"Yes . . . Oh, you've been hurt!"
she exclaimed, noting the gash upon
his forehead. A strip of tissue paper
(In lieu of court plaster) lay soaking
upon that wound—a trick learned in
the old days when razors grew dull
"Hurt? Oh, I ran against something
| when I wasn't looking," he explained
lamely. Then he added eagerly: "I
did not know that you were on this
gallery. First time I've put up at a
hotel in years." It did not serve.
"You have been fighting! Your
He looked at the hand dumbly. How
keen her eyes were.
"Was it . . . Mallow? Did you
. . . whip him?"
"I . . did," imitating her tone
I and hesitance. It was the wisest
thing he could have done, for it re-
j laxed the nerves of both of them.
Elsa smiled, smiled and forgot the
substance of all her rehearsals, forgot
the letter of credit, warm with the
heat of her heart. "I am a pagan,"
"And I am a barbarian. I ought to
be horribly ashamed of myself."
"But you aro not?"
For a moment their eyes drew. Hers
were like dark whirlpools, and he felt
himself drifting helplessly, irresist-
ibly. He dropped his hands upon the
railing and gripped; the Illusion of
lighting a current was almost rert M
him. Eirery fiber !n his body cried out
against the struggle.
"No, not la the least," he sale", look-
ing toward the sunset. "Figh.ing is
riffraff business, and I'm only a riff-
raffer at best."
"Rather, aren't you Paul Ellison,
brother, twin brother, of the man I
said I was going home to marry?"
How far away her voice seemed!
The throb in his forehead and the dull
ache over his heart, where some of
the sledge-hammer blows had gone
home, he no longer felt.
"Don't deny it. It would be useless.
Knowing your brother as I do, who
could doubt it?"
He remained dumb.
"I couldn't understand, Just simply
couldn't. They never told me; In all
the years 1 have known them, In all
the years I have partly made their
home my own, there was nothing. Not
a trinket Once I saw a camera pic-
ture. I know now why Arthur snatched
it from my hand. It was you. You
were bending over on engineer's tri-
pod. Even now I should have doubted
had I not recalled what you said one
day 011 board, that you had built
bridges. Arthur couldn't build any-
thing stronger than an artist's easel.
You are Paul Ellison."
"I am sorry you found out."
"Because I wanted to be no mors
than an incident in your life, just
Parrot & Co."
"Parrot & Co.!"
It was like a caress; but he was too
dull to sense it, and she was uncon-
scious of the inflection. The burning
sunshine gave to his hair and beard
the glistening of ruddy gold. Her
Imagination, full of unsuspected poetry
at this moment, clothed him in the
metals of a viking. There were other
whirlpools besides those in her eyes,
but Elsa did not sense the drifting as
he had done. It was Insidious.
"An incident," she repeated.
"Could I be more?" with sudden
fierceness. "Could I be any more In
any woman's life? I take myself for
what I am, but the world will always
take me for what I have done. Yes,
I am Paul Ellison, forgotten, I hope,
by all those who knew me. Why did
you seek me that night? Why did
you come into my life to make bitter-
ness become despair? The blackest
kind of despair. Elsa Chetwood,
Elsa! . Well, the consul is
right. I am a strong man. I can go
out of your life, at least physically.
1 can say that I love you, and I can
add to that good-by!"
He wheeled abruptly and went
quickly down the gallery, bareheaded,
without any destination in his mind,
with only one thought, to leave her
before he lost the last shreds of his
It was then that Elsa knew her
heart. She had spoken truly. She
was a pagan—for, had he turned and
held out his hands, she would have
gone to him, gone with him, anywhere
in the world, lawfully or unlawfully.
Elsa sang. When Martha came to
help her dress for dinner she still
sang. It was a wordless song, a mel-
ody that every human heart contains
and which finds expression but once.
Doubt, that arch-enemy of love and
faith and hope, doubt had spread its
dark pinions and flown away into yes-
terdays. She felt the zest and exhila-
ration of a bird just given its free-
dom. Once she slipped from Martha's
cunning hands and ran out upon the
"Elsa, your waist!"
Elsa laughed and held out her bare
arms to the fnded sky where, but a
little while since, the sun had burned
a pathway down the world. All in an
hour, one small trifling space of time,
this wonderful, magical thing had
happened. He loved her. There had
been hunger for her in his voice, in
his blue eyes. Presently she was go-
ing to make him feel very sorry that
he had not taken her in his arms,
then and there.
"Elsa, what In mercy's name pos-
"I am mad, Martha, mad as a March
hare, whatever that is!" She loved.
"People will think so, if they hap-
pen to come along and see that waist.
Please come instantly and let me fin-
ish hooking it. You act like you did
when you were ten. You never would
"Yes, and I remember how you used
to yank my pigtails. I haven't really
forgiven you yet."
"I believe it's going home that's the
matter with you. Well, 1 for one shall
be glad to leave this horrid country.
Chinamen everywhere, in your room,
at your table, under your feet. And In
the streets. Chinamen and Malays and
Hindus, and I don't know what other
outlandish racer, and tribes. Why,
what's all thin?" cried Martha, bend-
ing to the floor.
Elsa ran back to the room. She
gave a little gasp when she saw what
it was that Martha was holding out
for her inspection. It was Warring-
ton's letter of credit. She had totally
forgotten its existence. Martha could
not help seeing it. Elsa explained
frankly what it was and how it had
come into her possession. Martha
"Elsa, they might have entered
your room; and your jewels lying
about everywhere! How could you be
"But they didn't. I'll return this to
Mr. Warrington in the morning; per-
haps tonight, if I see him at dinner."
"He was in the next room, and ws
never knew it!" The final hoolc
snapped in place. "Well, Wednesday
our boat leaves;" as if this put a
period to ail further discussion anent
Mr. Parrot & Co. Nothing very seri-
ous could happen between that tlria
"VredUbttlajr uittttt." EuM wgaa to
•Ing again, but not so Joyously. Th
petty things of every day life were
lifting their heads once more, and of
necessity she must recognize them
She sat at the consul general's table,
Informally. There was gay inconse-
quential chatter, an exchange of rec-
ollections and comparisons of cities
and countries they had visited at sep-
arate times; but neither she nor he
mentioned the chief subject of their
thoughts. She refrained because of a
strange yet natural shyness of a
woman who has found herself; and
he. because from his angle of vision
It was best that Warrington should
pass out of her life as suddenly and
mysteriously as he had entered It.
Had he spoken frankly he would have
saved Elsa many a bitter heartache,
many a weary day.
Warrington was absent, and so were
his enemies. If there was any truth
In reincarnation Elsa was confident
that in the splendid days of Rome she
had beaten her pink palms In ap-
plause of the gladiators. Pagan; she
was all of that; for she knew that she
could have looked upon Mallow's face
with more than ordinary interest.
Nevermore would her cheeks buru at
the recollection of the man's look.
In her room, later, she wrote two
letters. The one to Arthur covered
several pages; the other consisted of
a single line. She went down to the
office, mailed Arthur's letter and left
the note in Warrington's key box. it
was not an intentionally cruel letter
she had written to the man in Amer-
ica; but !f she had striven toward
that effect she could not have achieved
it more successfully. She cried out
against the way he had treated his
brother, the false pride that had hid-
den all knowledge of him from her.
FOR MARTIAL LAW
Government Promulgates De-
cree Taking Over Railways
for Military Use.
MOBILIZATION IS UNDER WAY
"I Am Going to My Room"
Where were the charity and mercy
of which he had so often preached?
Pages of burning reproaches which
seared the soul of the man who read
them. She did not confide the state of
her heart. It was not necessary. The
arraignment of the one and the de-
fense of the other were sufficiently
Soundly the happy sleep. She did
not hear the removal of Warring-
ton's luggage at midnight, for it was
stealthily done. Neither did she hear
the fretful mutter of the bird as his
master disturbed his slumbers. Noth-
ing warned her that he intended to
spend the night on board; that, hav-
ing paid his bill early in the evening,
her note might have lain in the key
box until the crack of doom, so far as
he was likely to know of its existence.
No angel of pity whispered to her,
Awake! No dream magic people tell
about drew for her the picture of the
man she loved, pacing up and down
the cramped deck of the packet boat,
fighting a battle compared to which
that of the afternoon was play. Elsa
slept on, dreamless.
When she awoke In the morning Bhe
ran to the mirror—all this fresh
beauty she was going to give to him,
without condition, without reserva-
tion, absolutely. She dressed quickly,
singing lowly. Fate makes us the hap-
piest when she Is about to crush us.
Usually she had her breakfast
served in the room, but this morning
she was determined to go downstairs.
She was excited; she brimmed with
exuberance; she wanted Romance to
begin at once.
"Good morning," Bhe greeted the
consul general, who was breakfasting
"Well, you're an early bird!" he re-
plied. By the way, our romantic Par-
rot & Co. have gone."
"Gone?" Elsa stared at him.
"Yes. Sailed for Saigon at dawn,
and I am rather glad to see him go.
I was afraid he might interest you too
much. Good heavens. Blsa, what Is
"No, no! Don't touch me. I'm not
the fainting kind. Did you knew iaat
night that he was going?"
"I shall never forgive you. Never,
never! You knew and did %ot tell
me. Do you know who Paul Ellison
is? He is the brother of the man
at home. You knew he was stealing
away and did not tell me."
She could not have made the truth
any plainer to him. He sat back In
his chair, stunned, voiceless.
"I am going to my room," she said.
"Do not follow. Please act as If noth-
ing had happened."
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Twenty Classes of Soldiers Called to
the Colors—Russians Retake Lutsk
with 4,000 Prisoners.
London. Sept. 25.—A dispatch to the
Exchange Telegraph Company from |
"A decree has been promulgated
convoking the chamber of deputies
Wednesday to pass an act of martial
law and to put at the disposal of the
government all the state railways.
"The transportation of merchandise
has been forbidden.
"Without distinction of parties the
press unanimously approves the meas-
ures taken by the government in de-
fense of Greece.
"All Greek steamers have been re-
quisitioned. A moratorium will be es-
Has "Patched" with Turkey.
What plans Bulgaria really has in
mind and what Greece and Rumania
will do when these plans mature are
still matters of speculation. One thing
seems clear, however. Bulgaria and
Turkey, for so many years sworn ene-
mies, have composed their differences.
The success which the Russian gen-
eral. Ivanoff, has been having in Gali
cia and Volhynia, it is considered in
military circles here, may still have
an influence in more than one way in
the Balkans. General Ivanoff has been
so successful that the German Held
marshal, Von Mackensen, who is fight-
ing north of the Prlpet marshes, east-
ward of Brest-Litovsk, has, according
to the German official report, been
compelled to withdraw his line some-
what, as it was in danger of being
enciroied, while the Austrians have .
been driven back across the Styr and. !
according to one account, have evacu-
ated the fortress of Lutsk, in the Vol-
hynian triangle of fortresses, which
they captured in the great drive.
These successes, which extend to the
Rumanian frontier, would, in the
opinion of military observers, serve
to ease the situation on the Rumanian
flank should Rumania join Russia and,
in addition, might well prevent the
Austro-Germans from sending an
army, which, it is estimated, must con-
sist of at least a half million men, to
make an attack on Servia. 4
Slavs Took Lutsk and 4,000.
London. 'Sept. 25.—"The battle
north of Lutsk was a great success
for the Russians. We took four thou-
sand prisoners and recaptured the
town of Lutsk," the Petrograd corre-
spondent of the Reuter Telegram Com-
Big Force Against Serbs.
London, Sept. 24.—While Bulgaria
is marking time and mobilizing her
military force, word comes from Nlsh,
the Servian capital, that 800,000 Ger-
man troops, according to the most au-
thoritative estimates there, are avail-
able for the forcing of a passage
As yet no general movement in this
direction lias been undertaken, al-
though preliminary operations by the
Germans are under way. Having
crossed the Servian territory, the Ger-
mans would have to advance through
Bulgaria before they could bring aid
to the Turks in Galipoli and in Con-
stantinople. Bulgaria's future atti-
tude may depend on what action Ger-
many takes with respect to Servia, or
Germany may be awaiting the comple-
tion of the Bulgarian mobilization.
Says Others are Mobilized.
An official of the Bulgarian legation
in London has pointed out that both
Rumania and Greece have been mobi-
lized for a considerable time and inti-
mates that Bulgaria has a right to do
likewise without causing astonish-
ment, but has offered no explanation
of the action of his government at the
present time. The efforts of the en-
tente powers, however, are being di-
rected vigorously toward bringing
about a reunion of all the Balkan
"The riddle of the Balkans," as the
London press terms the latest develop-
ments in the near Eastern peninsula
arising out of Bulgaria's order for
mobilization, remains unsolved. The
greatest uncertainty still exists even
in official circles in London as to the
intention of King Ferdinand and his
advisers. In fact, it is not yet certain
that the mobilization has begun or that
the date has been set for it. One re-
port from Athens says that the mobi-
lization has been postponed.
GEORGE W. CRAM
George W. Cram, honor man at
Sing Sing penitentiary, where he
spent 21 years after conviction and
sentence for life for wife murder,
was released recently and, after
viewing with amaze the present con-
dition of the city of New York, went
to California to oversee mining in-
terests belonging to him. Cram is
a veteran of the Mexican and Civil
wars and of Indian uprising and
when a (ad rode down the Missis-
sippi river on the same steamboat
with Henry Clay.
Most of the catB in Liberia are of
a bright red tint, and they are very
coDitplcuouji >xi the moonlight.
Bryan Calls on the President.
Washington, Sept. 23.—Ex-Secretary
Bryan conferred with President Wil-
son more than an hour today. Follow-
ing the meeting, the first since Bryan
resigned from the Cabinet, neither
would discuBs the conference.
"Red Light" Keeper to Jail.
Chicago, Sepn 23.—The first convic-
tion of a resort keeper under the
"Kate Adams" Uw was registered
when Frances Long was sentenced to
the Bridewell for three months for op-
erating a disorderly house.
NEW YORK STREET FALLS IN
Seven Persons Killed and 100 Injured
When Block of Pavement Sink#
Xew York, Sept. 23.—Seven persons
were killed aand between eighty-five
and 100 others Injured today, when a
dynamite blast in a partly construct-
ed section of the Seventh avenue sub-
way caused an entire block of pave-
ment to cave in, engulfing a crowded
trolley car, a heavy truck and many
A number of labors at work in the
excavation were buried under tons of
debris. Seventy-eight persons, a con-
siderable portion of them being wom-
en and girls on their way to business,
were on the surface car which drop-
ped thirty feet into the excavation and
was partly buried under concrete,
rails, heavy timbers, dirt and rocks.
Two of the dead were passengers on
the trolley which plunged into the ex.
cavation when the blast destroyed the
temporary shorings for a block be-
tween Twenty-fourth and Twenty-
fifth streets. They were Louis Krug-
man, 22, aud Mrs. Martin V. Newton,
B5 years old, Mrs. Z. C. Stewart died
in a hospital tonight.
The four other dead were laborers
engaged in subway work. Compara-
tively few of the passengers who went
down with the car sustained serious
The cave-in broke water and gas
mains and within a lew minutes after
the accident heavy Hows of gas and
water threatened the lives of the one
hundred or more persons in the exca-
vation. Prompt work by city employes
in shutting off the flow of water and
gas in the broken mains put an end to
this danger. Fire ladders and ropes
were lowered into the great hole and
police and firemen began carrying out
the dead and injured, while contract-
ors' employes and others worked frui-
ously clearing away te timbers, rail*
and debris that imprisoned many per*
EASTLAND OWNERS INDICTED
Chicago, Sept. 23.—Indictments
charging conspiracy and criminal
carelessness in connection with the
Eastland disaster in which 812 per-
sons lost their lives were returned
today by the federal grand jury
against six steamship company offi-
cials and two federal government
CONDENSED NEWS ITEMS
—T. H. Fitzpatrick of Denison.
Tex., head lineman for the Missouri,
Kansas & Texas Railway, and a help,
er named McCuire of Granger were
killed the other day when the track
motor car they were riding was
struck by a passenger train near
—It is learned from a reliable
source in Friederichshafen that the
German headquarters staff admits the
loss of thirty-eight Zeppelins and nine
Farseval airships since the war be-
gan up to August 14, 1915.
—Brigadier General Devol, general
manager of the Ked Cross, has receiv-
ed a cablegram from Charles J O'Con-
nor, in charge of relief work in the
City of Mexico, asking for additional
supplies to meet the food shortage in
—Sir James Barr, vice president of
the British Medical Association has
Issued a statement through the press
declaring conscription Is coming and
that all public corporations should re-
fuse to em;iloy men of military age
who ma/ be called for se rvice.
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