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flAROLD MACGPATH
Author ^ The Carpe t FromBa^da
The Place °f Honeymoons, etc.
COPY/HG//T &Y Tfi£ oQB&J-tlEIVyLL OQHfASlY
In the safe. To this day I cannot tell
CHAPTER XX.
—16—
Ho That Was Dead.
"Yes, It is I, the unlucky penny; Old
Galahad, In flesh and blood and bone. I
shouldn't get white over it, Arthur. It
Isn't worth while. 1 can see that you
haven't changed much, unless it Is
that your hair is a little paler at the
temples. Gray? I'll wager I've a few
myself." There was a flippancy in his
tone that astonished Warrington's own
ears, for certainly this light mockery
did not come from within. At heart
he was sober enough.
To steady the thundering beat of his
pulse he crossed the room, righted the
chair, stacked the books and laid
them on the desk. Arthur did not
move save to turn his head and to fol-
low with fascinated gaze his brother's
movements.
"Now, Arthur, I've only a little
while. 1 can see by your eyes that
you are conjuring up all sorts of ter-
rible things. But nothing is going to
happen. 1 am going to talk to you;
then I'm going away; and tomorrow it
will be easy to convince yourself that
you have seen only a ghost. Sit down.
I'll take this chair at the left."
Arthur's hands slid from the desk;
tn a kind of collapse he sat down. Sud-
denly he laid his head upon his arms.
and a great sigh sent its tremor across
his shoulders. Warrington felt his
heart swell. The past faded away:
his wrongs became vapors. He saw
only his brother, the boy he had loved
so devotedly, Arty, his other self, his
scholarly other self. Why blame Ar-
thur? He, Paul, was the fool.
"Don't take it like that, Arty," he
said.
The other's hand stretched out
blindly toward the voice. "Ah, great
God, Paul!"
"1 know! Perhaps I've brooded too
much." Warrington crushed the hand
In his two strong ones. "The main
fault was mine. I couldn't see the
length of my nose. I threw a tempta-
tion in your way which none but a
demigod could have resisted. That
night, when I got your note telling me
what you had done, I did a damnably
foolish thing. I went to the club bar
and drank heavily. 1 was wild to help
you, but I couldn't see how. At two In
the morning I thought 1 saw the way.
Drunken men get strange ideas into
their heads. You were the apple of the
mother's eyes; I was only her son. No
use denying it. She worshiped you,
tolerated me. I came back to the
house, packed up what I absolutely
needed, and took the tirst train west
It all depended upon what you'd do.
You let me go, Arty, old boy. 1 sup-
pose you were pretty well knocked up,
when you learned what I had done.
And then you let things drift. It was
only natural. 1 had opened the way I
for you. Mother, learning that 1 was
a thief, restored the defalcation to
save the family honor, which was your
future. We were always more or less
hard pressed for funds. I did not
gamble, buL 1 wasted a lot. The moth-
er gave us an allowance of Ave thou-
sand each. To this I managed to add
another live and you another four. You
were always borrowing from me. I
never questioned what you did with it.
I would to God I had! It would have
saved us a lot of trouble.'
The hand in his relaxed and slipped
from the clasp.
"Some of these things will sound
bitter, but the heart behind them isn't.
So I did what I thought to be a great
and glorious thing. I was sober when
I reached Chicago. I saw my deed
from another angle. Think of it; we
could have given our joint note to
mother's bank for the amount. Old
Henderson would have discounted it
in a secoud. It was too late. I went
on. The few hundreds I had gave out.
I've been up against it pretty hard.
There were times when 1 envied the
pariah dog. But fortune came around
one day, knocked, and I let her in. 1
returned to make a restitution, only to
learn that it had been made by you,
long ago. A trick of young Elmore's.
I shouldn't have come back if I could
have sent the money."
Arthur raised his head and sat up.
"Ah, why did you not write? Why did
you not let me know where you were?
God is my witness, if there is a cor-
ner of this world unsearched for you
For two years I had a man hunting.
He gave up. I believed you dead."
"Dead? Well, I was in a sense."
"You have suffered, but not as I
have. Always you had before you your
great, splendid, foolish sacrifice. I had
nothing to buoy me up; there was only
the drag of the recollection of an evil
deed, and a moment of pitiful weak-
ness. The temptation was too greai,
Paul."
"How did it happen?"
"How does anything like that hap-
pen? Curiosity drew me first, for at
college 1 never played but a few games
of bridge. Curiosity, desire, then the
full blaze of the passion. You will
never know what that is, Paul. It is
stronger than love, or faith, or honor.
God knows I never thought myself
weak; at school I was the least lm
petuous of the two
why. I owed nothing to those despica-
ble thieves, Craig least of all."
"Craig. I met him over there. Pum-
meled him."
"I didn't act like a man. Some day
a comfortable fortune would fall to the
lot of each of us. But I took eight
thousand, lost it, and came whining to
you. You don't belong to this petty
age, Paul. Tou ought to have been a
fellow of the round table." Arthur
smiled wanly. "To throw your life
away like that, for a brother who
wasn't fit to lace your shoes! if you |
had written you would have learned 1
that everything was smoothed over.
The Andes people dropped the matter |
entirely. You loved the mother far j
better than I."
"And she must never know," quietly. |
"Do you mean that?"
"I always mean everything 1 say,
Arty. Can't you see the uselessness of |
telling her now? She has gone all
these years with the belief that I am a
thief. A thief, Arty. I, who never stole
anything save a farmer's apples. They
would have called you a defaulter; j
that's because you had access to the j
safe, whereas I had none." Arthur
winced. "I don't propose to disillusion
the mother. I am strong enough to go
away without seeing her; and God
knows how my heart yearns, and my
ears and eyes and arms."
Warrington reached mechanically
tor the portrait in the silver frame,
but Arthur stayed his hand.
"No, Paul; that is mine."
Warrington dropped his hand, puz-
zled. "I was not going to destroy it,"
Ironically.
"No; but in a sense you have de- j
stroyed me. Compensation. What |
trifling thought most of us give that
word! The law of compensation. For
ten years Elsa has been the flower o |
the corn for me. She almost loved me. j
And one day she sees you; and in that
one day all that I had gained was lost, j
and all that you had lost was gained, j
The law of compensation. Sometimes
we escape retribution, but never the
law of compensation. Some months
ago she wrote me a letter. She was
always direct. It was a just letter."
A pause
til Ida* of narrytn* W* CMIr
wood-"
"U will be e««j to obey that- **•
jr*u playing with me, Paul?"
"Playing.'" echoed Warrlugtou.
"Yes. Do you mean to sit there and
tell me that you don't know why 1
shall never marry her?"
Arthur read the truth in his broth
or's eyes. He smiled weakly, the
anger gone. "Same old blind duffei
you always were. I wrote an answer
to her letter. In that letter 1 told hei
. . . the truth."
"You did that?" (
"1 am your brother, Paul. I couldn t
be a cad as well as a thief. Yes, I told
her. 1 told her more, what you never
knew. I let Craig believe that I was
you, Paul. 1 wore your clothes, your
scarfpins, your hats. In that I was a
black villain. God! What a hell 1
lived in. . . . Ah, mother!" Arthur
dropped his head upon his arms again.
"Paul, my son!"
It was Warrington's chair that top-
pled over. Framed in the portieres
stood his mother, white-haired, pale
hut as beautiful as of old.
"1 am sorry. I had hoped to get
away without you knowing."
"Why?"
"Oh. because there wasn't any use or
my coming at all. I'd passed out of
| your life, and 1 should have stayed
Ml. a i MMt aim -
tkur*i footsteps.
"1 waant quit* brave oucugh," ha
aald, whan she found him "They lova
And lo a me well, mother, (or 1 au
the broken man."
She pressed his head against her
heart. "My boy!" But her glance was
leveled at the amber-tinted window
through which she had come.
To Warrington, Elsa was a little
thinner, and of color there was none,
but her eyes shone with all the splen-
dor of the oriental stars at which he
had so often gazed with mute inquiry.
"Galahad!" she Baid, and smiled.
"Well, what have you to say?"
"1? In God's name, what can I say
but that I love you?"
"Well, say it, and stop the ache in
my heart! Say it, and make me for-
get the weary eighteen thousand miles
I have journeyed to find you! Say it.
and hold me close for I am tired!
. . . Listen!" she whispered, lifting
her head from his shoulder.
From out the stillness of the sum-
mer night came a jarring note, the
eternal protest of Rajah.
THE END.
SERVIANS DEFEAT
AUSTRO-GERMANS
GENERAL M.EXEIEFF
Advance Guard of the Teutons
Which Crossed the Danube
Were Slaughtered.
ALLIES NOW RULE THE BALTIC
Submarines Holding Up Almost All
German Shipping—Situation Un-
changed East and West.
CALLED FOR MUCH ATTENTION
Users of Quill Pens Had to Be En-
dowed With a Great Deal of
Patience.
London, Oct. 9—The advance guard
of the Austro-Germans who crossed
the Danube at Belgrade has been part-
ly destroyed and partly captured, and
those who entered the Servian terri-
tory across the Save have met with
enormous losses, according to an offi-
cial dispatch received tonight by the
Servian legation from Nish.
London Says It's "Interesting."
The effortH of Austria and Germany
to force their way through Servla to
I reach the Near Eastern seas and join
hCncls with their Turkish allies have
J produced one of the luosl interesting
situations of the war.
The Austro-German troops already
have gained a foothold on Servian ter-
ritory, but they have not yet come
into touch with the main Servian army
which is intrenched in the mountains
just beyond the rivers, while the An-
glo-French force which was landed at
Saloniki is making its way northward
to assist the Servians and to protect
Macedonia from a threatened Bulgar-
ian invasion.
in j Allies Rule Baltic.
The I The German mercantile marine in
r
I
We have complained of our foun-
tain pens, but the constant mending
required by quill pens must have
proved a severe trial in the days when
no others were available, says the
London Chronicle. Alexander 1 of
Russia thought it necessary to employ
a man whose sole duty consisted in
cutting pens. He was required to
have a supply of not less than one
hundred quills always ready.
this number was by no means ex-
cessive, for Alexander would never use
the same pen twice. Even the writ-
ing or a ^nature spoiled a pen
his opinio!? for subsequent use. The I Th , .
quill cutter, who received a salary or j the Baltic is beginning to feel the
£340 a year, accompanied the czar in feet of the submarine war theie. v n
Including campaigns
"Eighteen Thousand Miles
Traveled to Find You."
out. Don't worry. I've got everything
mapped out. There's a train ht mid-
night."
Arthur stood up. "Mother, 1 am the
guilty man. 1 was the'thief. All these
years I've let you believe that Paul
Arthur gazed steadily at j had taken the money. . • •"
the portrait, while Warrington twist- yes, yes!" she interrupted, never
ed his yellow beard. I taking her eyes off this other son. 1
"The ways of mothers are mysteri- j heard everything behind these cur-
ous," said the latter, finally. He won- j tajns You were going away, Paul,
dered if Arthur would confess to the j wjthout seeing me?"
blacker deed, or have it forced from | "What was the use of stirring up old
him. He would wait and see. "The matters? Of bringing confusion into
father and the mother weren't happy. | this house?" He did not look at her.
Money. There's the wedge. It's in; He couia not tell her that he now
every life somewhere. A marriage of j ^new what had drawn him hither, j
all his journeys,
against Napoleon.
Writing implements changed consid
erably for the better during Sir Wal-
ter Gilbey's long spell of life. "Though
quill pens are still in use," he remarks
In his "Recollections of Seventy
Years," "I remember the time when
one seldom saw any other kind. Steel
pens in their early days were ex
pensive and ill made, and few people
used them. The paper we had 70
years ago may have been partly to
blame; it had neither the substance
nor the surface we take as a matter of
course nowadays.
"I remember when envelopes came
into use, and what a boon tt.ey were
considered after the old systems of
closing letters with wafers or wax
Before envelopes were invented letters i
were always written with an eye to j
the position of the wafer or seal, a
blank space being left to correspond
with the space where this would be
put on the outside, lest the written
portion should be torn in opening."
General and Admiral E. Alexeiff,
the new chief of staff of the Russian
armies, was born in 1843 of a not
very exalted family. He made his
mark as a naval commander and as
the commander of the Kwangtung
province in Asia. At one time he
was chief of the Black Sea fleet.
HI3H PRICES FOR ALL CROPS
This Year's Harvests Will Be Most
Valuable Ever Produced Is Belief
of Experts.
CATCHING UP WITH CHINA
convenience is an unwise thing. When
we were born the mother turned to us.
w.
'Yes,
the Unlucky Penny."
Up to the time w£ were six or seven
there was no distinction in her love for
us. But on the day the father set his
choice upon me, she set hers upon you.
You'll never know how 1 suffered as a
boy, when I saw the distance growing
wider and wider with the years. Per-
haps the father understood, for he was
always kind and gentle to me. I ex-
pect to return to China shortly. The
Andes has taken me back. Sounda
like a fairy tale; eh? I shall never re-
turn here. But did you know who Elsa
Chetwood was?"
"Not until that letter came."
Neither of them heard the faint
gasp which came from behind the
portieres dividing the study and the
living room. The gasp had followed
the Invisible knife-thrusts of these con-
fidences. The woman behind those
portieres swayed and caught blindly
at the jamb. With cruel vividness she
saw in this terrible moment all that to
which she had never given more than
a passing thought. No reproaches;
only a simple declaration of what had
burned in this boy's heart. And she
had almost forgotten this son A
species of paralysis laid hold of her,
leaving her for the time incapable of
I movement.
She heard the deep voice of this
Everything went, 1 other son say: "LotB of kinks In IWe.
and thsy cheated me from the start j There Is only one law that I shall lay
Roulette and faro. Then I put my hand 1 down foi you. Arty. You must give
that all along he had deceived him- j
self.
"Paul, my son, 1 have been a wicked
woman."
"Why, mother, you mustn't talk like
that!"
"Wicked! My son, my silent, kind-
ly, chivalric boy, will you forgive your
mother? Your unnatural mother?"
He caught her before her k'nees
touched the floor; and, ah! how hun-
grily her arms wound about him.
"What's the use of lying?" he cried
brokenly. "My mother! 1 wanted to
hear your voice and feel your arms.
You don't know how 1 have always
loved you. It was a long time, a very
long time. Perhaps I was to be
blamed. I was proud, and kept away
from you. Don't cry. There, there! I
can go away now, happy." Over his
mother's shoulders, now moving with
silent stabbing sobs, he held out his
hand to his brother. Presently, above
the two bowed heads, Warrington's
own rose, transfigured with happiness.
The hall door opened and closed, but
none of them regarded it.
By and by the mother stood away,
but within arm's length. "How big and
strong you have grown, Paul."
"In heart, too, mother," added Ar-
thur. "Old Galahad!"
"You must never leave us again,
Paul. Promise."
"May I always come back?"
"Always!" And she took his hand
and pressed it tightly against her
cheek. "Always! Ah, your poor blind
mother!"
"Always to come back! ... I
am going to China in a little while, to
take up the work I have always loved,
the building of bridges."
"And I am going, too!" It was Elsa,
at her journey's end.
Jealous love is keen of eye. There
was death in Arthur's heart, but he
smiled at her. After all, what wa
more logical than that she should ap
pear at this moment? Why sip the
cup when it might be drained at once,
over with and done with?
"Elsa!" said the mother, holding
Warrington's hand in closer grasp.
"Yes, mother. Ah, why did you not
tell me all?"
Arthur walked to the long window
that opened out upon the garden
There, for a moment, he paused, then
passed from the room.
"Go to him, mother," said Elsa, wise-
ly and with pity.
The mother hesitated, pulled by the
old and the new love, by the fear that
the new-found could be hers but a lit
tie wblle Slowly she let Paul's band
Western World Has Adopted System
Long Popular in Great Errpire
of the Orient.
Gradually, very gradually, clvlllza-
tion is catching up with the Chinese
The University of California has
established a new profession—that of
keeping people well. Those who adopt
this calling will go into the world and
earn fat f£es by not letting folks fall
ill. Sickness will mean starvation to
the practitioners; a healthy populace
will make them rich
In China the doctors have never
looked to the sick for business. Only
while, their patients were well could
the physicians charge for services
rendered. When a patron fell ill the
doctor's income shrunk; when recov-
ered the convalescent resumed feeing
his medical adviser.
It is a good scheme, evidently, or
we o." the wiser world would not have
taken up with it after having so many
thousands of years to investigate its
workings. In time, perhaps, all the
wisdom of the Celestials will become
ours by adoption.—St. Joseph Gazette.
Rubber Armor Plate!
If the present war has proved any-
thing it has proved the inadequacy of
the protection afforded by armor plate
covering the under-water vital parts
of a ship. The armor does not extend
sufficiently far below the water line
to assure complete protection when
the vessel is rolling, and tn this re-
spect a suggestion put forward by a
writer in Popular Science Siftings
might be worth serious consideration.
Describing an experiment made in
1860 on the recoiling strength of rub-
ber, he says that a piece of rubber
two inches thick and a foot square
was placed under a steam hammer
and a six-inch round shot was placed
or It. The hammer fell with tremen-
dous force and broke the shot to
pieces the rubber remaining elastic
and unimpaired. Results from great
explosive force on rubber flooring and
buffers have shown that beyond fusing
by heat the rubber remained unin-
jured, so apparently rubber would
make' a ship more shot-proof than ar-
n.or plate.
Poor Memory.
••My wife will pay ten cents car
fare to ride downtown and save three
cents at a oargain sale," said the
young married man.
"You have nothing to worry about,'
replied the old M M„ "until Bhe
learns to forget about the spool of
S1|U she start.'d out to get a 4 buys
u. >20 hat to«UMui."
tually all German shipping in that
quarter is being held up by British
and Russian underwater craft, and tin
ferry services between Germany and
Scandinavia are being carried on b>
neutral vessels.
A renewed offensive by the Allies on
the Western front lias not yet mate-
rialized, the recent French attacks |
in Champagne and Artois apparently
having been simply local attempts to
capture points of vantage which
brought about furious German counter
attacks. This is particularly true of
the attack against the hill of Tohure,
in Ihe center of the German lines in
Champagne, which has been almost
continuously under German fire since
its capture by the French.
A somewhat similar situation seem-
ingly has arisen on the Eastern front.
The Germans several times have
shown signs of developing a big at-
tack against Dvinsk, but beyond gain-
ing a few yards of trenches they have
made no progress, while from that
region right down to Galicia the Aus-
tro-Germans have been engaged in
meeting strong Russian attacks.
Russians Bombard Bulgarians.
London, Oct. 8.—Two Russian
cruisers are bombarding Varna, Bul-
garia's principal port on the Black
Sea, and the invasion of Servia by a
large Austro-German force Is under
way. A new climax in the world war
has thus been reached, fraught with
grave consequences.
Along the Serbo-Bulgarian frontier,
or scattered at strategic points, are
several hundred thousand Bulgarian
troops, while farther to the southeast,
behind the Tchatalja line, the Turks
also may have strong reserves ready
to be thrown into battle.
The British and French forces land-
ed at Saloniki are already well on
tlieir way along the railway running
north from Saloniki to Nish, the Ser-
vian war capital, a distance of about
250 miles, to aid the Serbs, whether
it be against the Austro-Germans or
the Bulgarians.
Rumanian Mobilization Goes On.
The ultimate stand that Greece and
Rumania will take as a result of a
change in the situation in the Balkans
is not yet shown. Rumania's mobili-
zation continues, but no word has
been vouchsafed officially as to wheth-
er it purposes to remain in a state of
armed neutrality or join one of the
contending factions.
The new Greek coalition cabinet
will announce its program to parlia-
ment next Monday. King Constantlne
has given no indication that he in-
tends to swerve from his original po-
sition that Greece should not enter the
war.
French Claim Gain.
Champagne, the country over which
the French made their big gains late
September, is still the main district
of contention in the West. The re-
ports are so contradictory, however,
that it is difficult to ascertain what is
actually happening. The Germans ad-
mit that the French have made slight
progress, but, on ^he whole, claim to
have repulsed the allied general of-
fensive. On the other hand, the
French declare that it is a German
offensive which has been repulsed.
Washington, Oct. 8.—American har-
vests this year will be the most valua-
ble ever produced. With the wheat
crop exceeding 1,000,000,000 buslwls,
the largest ever produced in one sea-
son by any nation, and a corn crop
which also may prove to be the larg-
est ever grown, the government's Oc-
tober crop report Issued today an-
nounced preliminary estimates which
indicate record harvests of oats, bar-
ley, rye, sweet potatoes, rice, tobac-
co and hay.
Corn still is king of crops with in-
dications of 3,020,159,000 bushels.
While that is 98,000,000 bushels below
tho record of 1912, the final produc-
tion, when the harvest is finished and
all statistics compiled, may more than
make up the deficiency. The higher
prices this year assures the most val-
uable corn crop ever grown. At prices
to farmers prevailing October 1 the
corn crop is worth $2,133,000,000.
Wheat prospects increased as the
growing season progressed and the
government's early season forecasts
moved up month by month so that to-
day's preliminary estimates of produc-
tions was placed at 1,002,029,000 bush-
els. Wet weather at harvest time,
however, reduced the quality of win-
ter wheat so that much of It will not
be available for milling purposes and
will have to be used for feed. At
prices prevailing October 1 the farm
value of the crop is $910,844,000, con-
siderably more than ever was paid for
a wheat crop before.
September weather was particularly
destructive to potatoes, causing a re-
duction of 37,758,000 bushels, or 10 per
cent in the forecast of production. To-
bacco also suffered from unfavorable
conditions, which caused a decrease of
21,196,000 pounds in the production
forecast. Tobacco, however, promises
to exceed the record crop of 1909 by
43,000,000 pounds.
Oats will exceed the record crop of
1912 by almost 100,000,000 bushels.
Barley will exceed its record by 13,-
000,000 bushels; sweet potatoes by
5,000,000 bushels; rice by 500,000
bushels' and hay by 8,000,000 tons.
France to Aid Louisiana.
New Orleans, Oct. 8.—The French
government, through Foreign Minis-
ter Delcasse, yesterday authorized the
French consul general here to con-
tribute $500 for relief of storm suffer-
ers in Louisiana.
Rob Oklahoma Bank of $4,000.
Shawnee, Ok., Oct. 6—Two men
blew open the vault of the State Bank
at Maud, Ok., fifteen miles south of
here, shortly after midnight and es-
caped with $4,000.
CONDENSED NEWS ITEMS
i)
Dreyfus Commands a Fort.
Paris, Oct. 7.—Alfred Dreyfus, hero
of the notorious spy trials that split
France Into bitter factions several
years ago, has re-entered the army and
now commands one of the forts sur-
rounding Paris.
To Clothe French Children.
New York, Oct. 7.—A committee
called the Children's Fund at 105 West
Fortieth street, this city, is'making an
appeal to the children of the United
States to help the destitute young-
sters of France.
—Experiments in bomb dropping
from seaplanes at an altitude of 3,500
feet have been successfully carried
out by navy aviators off the Florida
coast, the Navy Department an-
nounces. The machine used was pilot-
ed by Lieut. P. N. L. Bellinger, with
Lieut. W. Capeheart acting as ob-
server and bomb thrower.
—John R. Lawson, labor leader, con-
victed of first degree murder on
charges growing out of the recent coal
strike, has been released from the jail
at Trinidad, Col., on $35,000 bonds.
—President Wilson and Mrs. Nor-
man Gait, whose engagement to be
married was recently announced, were
the recipients of congratulatory mes-
sages from all parts of the United
States and from the representatives
of foreign governments.
—Twenty-three inhabitants of La
Colorado, a mining town in the Her-
mosillo, Sonora, district were massa-
cred by Yaqua Indians, who captured
the town, according to reports. Wo-
men and children were beaten tc
death, It was said.
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The Hennessey Clipper (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 26, No. 19, Ed. 1 Thursday, October 14, 1915, newspaper, October 14, 1915; (https://gateway.okhistory.org/ark:/67531/metadc105994/m1/3/: accessed April 19, 2024), The Gateway to Oklahoma History, https://gateway.okhistory.org; crediting Oklahoma Historical Society.