Lexington Leader. (Lexington, Okla.), Vol. 18, No. 48, Ed. 1 Friday, August 20, 1909 Page: 3 of 8
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\n story c\J
called robbery; it is called high fi-.
nance."
He applied a match to his dead i
cigar and thoughtfully eyed his son.
"And there is a good joke on uie, j
weaving in and out of all this. 1 reg-
ularly invested half niv allowance in
buying shares in my son's company, to \
insure my old age. It jarred mo when
I read the truth last night. I hate to'
be outwitted. Henry, sit down; you
make me nervous." . i
"Well, what are you going to do'.'"
asked the son. As he faced his fa-
ther there was something lion-like in
his expression.
"Sit down, my son. and 1 will tell
you," answered the old man. quietly.
He knew that his son was a tighter,
and that to win he would have to
strike quick and hard.
Cavenaugh ilnng himself into his
chair. At that moment he did not
know which lie hated the most, his
father or Carrington.
"First, you will write out that
check for fifty thousand.".
"Blackmail!"
"Nothing of the sort. Kor 20 years j
you have kept your heel on my neck, i
I could do nothing; opportunities
came and I dared not grasp them; my |
genuine ability was allowed to rust.
It is simply compensation. Blackmail?
I think not. I could easily force a mil-
.■nrrington lovod Kate Cavenaugh. I |ion from vo"- But I am and have ,
iiiiujftiter of MuUi-MilliouHiio H. m y Ouv- been tor yearn an honest num. And
'-tmugh. The latter likeil! i'arlington, but heaven knows how well 1 have paid
refused liim as a son-in-law. lounjj v ar- 1
iiigton. si lawyer, hold
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BEST
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HAROLD MACGRATH
Author ol THE IVUVOM I HI H0\,
HURTS A\B MASKS
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(Copyright, by Bobbs-Merrlll Co.)
SYNOPSIS.
< rim- I for my early transgression," bitterly.
use it.
"What guaranty have I of
vour
nauRli was guilty. It was t'arrington's
«!iity to proaeoutv th< rieh man, hut h"
<!«■. hied to lay the whole matter before
Kate. lie did so the next day. The young , „
woman decided that to drop the < as*- kOOd faith. fiercely.
would be cowardly even though the ae- . Njv WOrd," calllllv. "I have never
a-used was her father. Cavenaugh otTered
<irington a position at $17,000 a year. >et broken it.
ii" refused it. Ho hid his •vidtncf in the Carrington gazed longingly toward!
t'avenaugh safe, after being introduced 1
To tii« millionaire's father. Ti - evldem-e the door. If was horribly embarrass-1
was stolen that night. Kate's sister ' jn^ He began to realize that Kate's
Norah confided that she had told her .. , . . , , .
_r.tndfather the combination to tie; sat.- father would hate him bitterly, indeed,
' 'arlington and Kate went riding. Grand- an(j ],js own happiness looked
father Cavenaugh reappeared, lie called
'ipon his son for $50,000 in return for the
struggle. Ah! and he had bellev««1
all these transgressions securely hid-
den and forgotten, that the fortress
of his millions would protect him from
all attack. Too late he realized that
he had gone too far with his father.
There was no mercy in the old man's
eyes, and Cavenaugh knew in his
heart that he deserved none.
"Very sensible," said the retired
burglar. He folded the check and put
it in his wallet, while his son covered
his face with his hands. "Murder will
out, even among the most pious. I
know that what has passed between
us will be forgotten by Mr. Carring-
ton. For myself, I shall return to
England. 1 have always had a horror
of dying in this country. Like father,
like son; the parable reads truly. It
was in the blood, Mr. Carrington; it
was in the blood. Rut Henry here
went about it in a more genteel man-
ner." He struck the bell. "William,
send Miss Kate here.
William bowed. He recognized the
change; grandpa's voice' was full of
confident authority.
Kate entered the study shortly aft-
er. She liar', been weeping; her eyes
were red. Seeing her father's bowed
head, she sprang to his side like a
lioness.
"What have they been doing to
you, father?"
"Nothing but what is just," softly
answered her parent. The little dukes
and princes faded away as a dream
fades.
"Grandpa—" she began.
"Child, it is all settled. The hatchet
is buried in frozen ground. Your fa-
ther consents to your marriage with
-i livery of tin- eviden> ■ stolen fri'in Cur
> Hinton. The younger Cavenaufch re-
1'iised his request. Then Carrington was
tiled ill tM the eont'erenee and the
g; apdfather began his life story.
CHAPTER III.—Continued.
lie stopped, eying Carrington's stupe-
faction. The son gnawed his lips im-
potent ly.
I was a master, after a fashion,"
resumed the old man, satisfied with
his denouement. "I committed a
dozen splendid burglaries. 1 never left
a trail behind. The police sought for
me, but did not know me either by
name or by sight. This was the sword
my son kept over my neck. The slight-
< st rebellion, and lie threatened to ex-
pose me. Oh, I know the boy well
very remote.
Cavenaugh turned to his desk, filled
out the blank, and passed it to his la-
ther, who, with scarcely a glance at
it, passed it back with a negative
shake of the head.
"The ofiieial certifying stump lies
on your desk; use it."
There was no getting around this
keen-eyed old man. He knew every
point in the game.
"You will live to regret this." said
Cavenaugh, his eyes sparkling with
venom.
"I have many things to regret; prin-
cipally that fate made me a father."
The old man passed the check over
to Carrington. "You're a lawyer; does
that look legal to you?"
Carrington signified that it did.
... , .. . Now, then, llenry. you will write
'•riough; he would have done it in , ... . ,
_ , ^ i.w i I down on official paper your resigna-
tion as president and director of the
General Trust Company of America.
You will give orders for the restitu
hose days. Onco extradited to Kng-
and, 30 years ago. no one would have
connected our names. Yet he was
f 11Wifi II.
fi
tion of the millions that were fraudu-
lently added to your capital. I am
not the least interested in what man-
ner the restitutions are made, so long
j as they are made. I am now re pre-;
i .seating the investors. As for your;
i partners, it will be easy for you to ini-
I press them with the necessity of the
| action."
I "And if I refuse?"
j "Nothing less than the attorney
j general. 1 intend to make this busi-
! ness as complete as possible."
i Cavenaugh turned again to his desk.
He knew his father even as hi^ lather
knew him. Ho wrote hurriedly, the
, pen sputtering angrily.
"What else?" with a cold fury.
! Again the old man gave Carrington
| the paper.
i "It is perfectly intelligible," he said.
He began to feel a bit sorry for Cave-
naugh, junior.
j "Now, those papers." said Cave
, naugh, sharply.
! "I believe they belong to me," in-
! terposed Carrington.
I Grandpa smiled. "It .ill depends."
i "I could easily force you," sugges-
tively.
Grandpa smiled again. "Of that I
haven't the least doubt. Of course,
, .. 0 what 1 have is only a eopv?"
nf raid* of me; he wasn t sure that at .... . - .
any time the old desire would spring 11 ,s ,ll(' onlv C°1IV in •4*|-'lcnoe,
up renewed. I robbed to gratify my n'l,liei1 CarrinRtun. anxiously. And
• raving for excitement rather than to j l'K>n a 01 s^ame mantled his
till my purse. I made an unhappy : rlu'°j>s-
marriage; something Kate nor Norah
-hall do while 1 live. Henry was
<-lever. He made me an allowance of ' aveiiaugli. junior.
two hundred a month. And how do ' There is but one thing more, said
YOU suppose lie arranged, the pay- ; grandpa, urbanely. "I am determined
lient? On (he first day of the month that Kale shall be happy. She shall
he plaeed the cash in a safe in the; marry Mr. Carrington before the snow
house and chafed thi combination, i Hies. It is an excellent policy to keep
Cavenaugh Turned to His Desk, Filled
Out the Blank.
If 1 got the money without being
aught it was mine; otherwise I went
hungry. Ingenious idea, wasn't it?
1'Vn I had all the excitement and none
.if the peril of a real burglary. Henry
orgot yesterday that it was the first
of the month."
The millionaire found it impossible
o remain seated. He rose and paced
the floor, his brows knit, his hands;
humiliation. I had no chance. 1 had
never met any of my son's friends; he
Niok good care that 1 did not; so they InRton can not be purchased. It eost
were in total darkness as to my exis
teuce. But the ball and chain wore
nocked off last night. Your papers
.ire, after all, only an incident. Caliban
evolts. Mr. Carrington, my son! Oh.
I am proud of him. I believed the
nonius for robbery was mine, i am a
\eritable tyro beside Henry. Half a
.lozen millions from the pockets of the
uoor at one fell swoop! Where's your
UoLIn Hood and hia ilk? iiut it isn't
"And You Still Wish to Marry Me?"
Asked the Girl.
Mr. ('arlington. It has been a lieaied
argument, but he lias come arouud to
my way of thinking. 'All's right with
the world,' as Drowning says, llless
you, my children, bless you!" with
tender irony.
"And now. my papers," said Carring-
ton, smiliu- up at the girl, reassiir
Ingly.
"And you still wish to marry me?"
asked the girl, her face burning and
her eyes moist.
' I'd marry you if your grandpa was
Beelzebub himself!"
"Here's your papers, young man."
said grandpa. 11<• passed the envelope
across the table..
"What's this?" cried Carrington.
"It means, my hoy," said grandpa,
"that blood is thicker than water, and
that I really intended no harm to
Henry. And then, besides, 1 like to
win when all tii«- odds are against
me."
Carrington gently turned the envel-
ope upside down. Nothing but burnt
paper fluttered upon the table.
THE END.
EXPERIENCE
AS A WITNESS
Br REV. A. C. DIXON. D. D.
Factor of the Chicago Ave. Moody's)
Church, Chicago.
mm
Where was bis legal ctm-
"Ah!" The ejaculation came from
valuable secrets in the family."
"Give your papers; to the attornej
general. I'll see you all hanged before
I'll give my consent!" Cavenaugh
roared out these words. His patience
had truly reached the limit of en-
durance.
"Softly, softly!" murmured grandpa.
I mean It!" con agitata
"Ah, well: what will be, will he.
• lenched. He was at bay. Carrington | Son, 1 came down here yesterday
i'olt as if he were in the midst of some ; with altogether ti different piece of
mad dream. ! business in mind. The documents 1
'Sometimes 1 succeeded ill opening discovered last night changed these
'lie safe; and sometimes, when luck plans. ^oti own rich oil lands in
went against me for two or three j lexas; or, rather, j oil did own them
ciimlhs, Norah tipped me the combina- betore you sold out to the company.
■ ion. She dared not do it too often. So ; Tin- land you sold was not, and never
he months wefat OB. Once a month I had been, legally yours: you owned
was permitted to visit my grandchil-j 1"" 11 single tuft of grass, (knet-n
'iren. My son grew richer and richer: nient land-grab, 1 believe they call it.
or myself, I remained in the valley of 11 not now a question of refunding
money; it is a question of avoiding
prison. The supreme court at Wash-
Jive hundred, which I could
afford, to get a copy of the original
transfer. The real owner mistook mi
for you, son: that is how I learned.
Your consent to this marriage; or, my
word for it, I'll put you where you
would have put me, bad you dared.
Quick! My patience is quite as tense
as yours."
The collapse of Cavenaugh was to
tal. He saw the futility of further
LOGIC NOT STRONG POINT.
French Suffragist Leader Astonished
Her Interviewer.
It must be admitted that mere man
has some grounds for his contention
that the fair sex does not proceed
along the lines of logic in her mental
processes. Mine. I'elletier, the ener-
getic leader of the French suffragists,
has demanded that the first, plank iu
the platform of her party shall be tht
i i uht of women to bear arms.
A reporter called upon her to ask for
a further exposition of her views and
she calmly informed the dazed news-
paper man that she was an anti-mili-
tarist. To her entire satisfaction she
explained that she had no intention of
sending women to war, but that she
thought the training, drill and conr
pulsory matching would be good for
them.
She herself dresses as nearly like a
man as the law will permit. She wears
a short tight fitting skirt, a man's coat
and skirt, with the accessories of mas-
culine collar and necktie. Her hair is
cut short and it speak . volumes for
the gallantry of her nation that the in-
terviewer described her abbreviated
tresses as "lending shade in their re
hellions strength to a lino and noble
brow."—Chicago Tribune.
Blame Officials and Teachers.
Here is a possible explanation of Ihe
strong predilection J. 1'ierpont Mor-
gan has for rinats. According to the
United Stales Tobacco Journal, the
Chester school of Waterbury, which
the financier once attended, has sued
a man in Hamilton, Conn., for a year's
board and tuition for his son. The de-
fendant makes the answer for his re-
fusal to pay that the school officials
and teachers used tobacco in the prea
once of the pupils, thereby encourag
ing theiu to contract tho hubiL
"Ye are my witnesses, saith the
I.ord, that I am Cod."—Is. 43:12.
• This is an age
of experiment
Christianity is
challenged to en-
ter the labora-
tory au prove Its
claims. We ac-
cept the chal-
lenge, and enter
the laboratory of
experience. If
Christianity fails
to do f^vat it
claims, then re-
ject it, and if it
proves its claims
by tests of expe-
rience, you of the scientific mind
should be honest enough to accept it.
We are all in danger of supposing
that what we have not experinced has
never been experienced. A man near
the equator would not believe a mis-
sionary who told him that he lived
in a country where, in cold weather,
the water became hard enough to hold
up the weight of his elephant. Such
is the power of experience to unfit
us to judge of experiences with which
we are not familiar. And yet the
facts of Christian experience are so
evident that we have hope of at
least gaining a hearing from those
whose experiences do not yet verify
them.
We have made the scientific test,
for we have been in the laboratory of
experience, ami what we have learned
by such experience it is very unscien-
tific to doubt. The Bible is full of
answers to prayer, and the lives of
God's people are just as full as the
Bible. Our text book and our experi-
ments agree. And for men to doub.
the book and the experiments, who
know little of the former and abso-
lutely nothing, as they confess, of the
latter, marks their denials as unscien-
tific and unworthy of respect. If
they would know for themselves let
them come into the Christian labora-
tory of experience by trusting God
and living for him. Those who really
do that never doubt that God an-
swers prayer.
Thousands whose testimony we
would accept in court claim that by
faith in Jesus Christ they have been
made to hate what they once loved
and to love what they onco hated,
and that not by a gradual process, but
suddenly. A man in Baltimore went
into the Reformed church to hear Mr.
Moody. He was at the time a drunk-
ard. Mr. Moody held forth Jesus
Christ as the only Saviour from sin
and habit. The man believed, and
has told me that from that day lie
has had no thirst for strong drink.
His life has been a continual conse-
cration to Christ who delivered him.
A live Lazarus, who was once dead,
is our test of the power of Christ.
The men whose eyes have been
opened are of age; ask them and they
will testify that once they were spir-
itually blind; faith in Christ gave
them a new soul-sight, and they have
experienced things of which they had
never dreamed.
Need we stop to prove that Christ-
ianity makes the highest manhood
and womanhood known to the world?
Just in proportion as men and na-
tions follow the precepts of Christ
they are strong in character. When
an Indian prince asked Queen Vic-
toria the secret of England's great-
ness she handed him a Bible. It is
no accident that the nations who
honor the Bible are to-day foremost
j in the march of civilization. A legend
says that Chiron, the centaur, who had
charge of Achilles, fed him on the
marrow of lions. God's word is, in-
deed, the marrow of lions to men or
nations who feed upon it. But for
the individual Christ lias done eten
more than for the nation. He sat-
isfies the soul. He gives peace of
heart. His cross is the cyclone's cen-
ter where there is perfect rest. He
has answered Job's question: "Can a
man be justified before God?"
Through Him we get rid of our sum.
He has taught us to look up and Wor-
ship. The man who is content with
merely a moral life is to be pitied.
He sees flowers about his feet, hut he
has never seen the stars. Christ
bids him l'ook up into a heaven of
constellations.
Sin has not only separated us from
God, but from one another. Christ
binds us together again. Even the
revenge of an Indian's nature has
been conquered by his love. He leads
ub to help the helpless. Christianity
builds asylums and homes lor the
friendless. Paganism and Infidelity
never did either. In building the
lioosac tunnel two gangs of men
started to work tit the same time on
opposite sides of the mountain. The
survey was so accurate and the work-
Bo well done that when they met tho
sides of their tunnels came within ati
Inch of tallying. So man's need is
exactly met by God's provision in
Christ and the Bible.
TROUBLE IN ROYAL PALACE.
Tidings Borne by Amateur Actor Suf-
ficient to Lead Hearers to Ex-
pect the Worst.
The Shakespeare club of New Or
leans used to give amateur theatrical
performances that were distinguished
for the local prominence of the ac tors.
Once a social celebrity, with a gor
geous costume, as one of the lords in
waiting had only four words to say:
"The queen has swooned." As he
stepped forward his friends applauded
vociferously. Mowing his thanks, he
faced the king and said, in a high-
pitched voice: "The swoon has
queened."
Then* was a roar of laughter; but
he waited patiently, and made an-
other attempt:
"The sween has cooued."
Again the walls trembled and the
fit lige manager said in a voice which
could be heard all over the house:
"Conic off. you doggoncd fool."
Hut the ambitious amateur refused
fro surrender, and in a rasping fal-
setto, ;«s he was assisted off the stage,
he screamed: "The coon has
sweened." Success Magazine
New Wall Style
The new fashion
in wall decoration has
arrived. Plain Alabastine
tints with attractive sten-
cil designs are now the
vogue, done in soft and
velvety shades with
Als&asfine
The Saiut;uy Wall Coating
Ask your Alubantine denier how yoii
can secure the free AlabtiNtine service,
and our classic stencil designs. If he
does riot know, it will pay you tc write
us direct.
Alabastine Co., Grand Rapids, Mich.
A PROPOSAL.
Mr. Ilardup—Good morning, Miss
Aiightumn—ahem! There Is some-
thing I have been wishing to ask you
for some time, but—er—the fact is, I
aaveii'>. been able to screw up enough
courage to—-er—come to the point.
Miss Aughtumn—A proposal at last!
Mr. lfardup—Could you, my dear
Miss Aughtumn—could you lend me
live dollars?
LEWIS' "SINGLE BINDER." ,
A hand-made cigar fresh from the
table, wrapped in foil, thus keeping
fresh until smoked. A fresh ci4,,ar
made of good tobacco is tho ideal
smoke. The old, well cured tobaccos
used are so rich iu quality that many
who formerly smoked L0<* cigars now
smoko Lewis' Single Hinder Straight
Be. Lewis' Single Hinder costs the
dealer some more than other 5c cigars,
but the higher price enables this fac-
tory to use extra quality tobacco.
There are many imitations• don't be
fooled. There is no subsiitut"' Tell
the dealer you want a Lewis "Single
Binder."
Aid Fight Against Tuberculosis.
At the recent meeting of the Na-
tional Association of Mill Posters, held
in Atlanta, Ga„ ii was decided i<> do
nate to the campaign against tulx rcu-
losis $1,200,000 worth of publicity.
The bill posters in all parts of the
l nited Suites and Canada will fill
the vacant spaces on lii'-ii m,."iOO bill
boards with large posters illustrating
the ways to prevent and cure con-
sumption. Tho Poster Printers' asso-
ciation has also granted $200,000
worth of printing and paper inr this
work. This entire campaign «>f bill-
board publicity will be conducted un-
der the direction of th< National As
sociation for the Stud> and Preven-
tion of Tuberculosis in co-operation
with the National Hill Posters' asso
ciation.
They Were Good Mothers.
Elizabeth Cady Stanton is quoted as
saying that a woman's first duty is to
develop all her powers and possibili-
ties. that she may better guide and
Serve the next generation. Mrs Stan
ton raised seven uncommonly healthy
and handsome children, says an ad
mirer of hers, and the children of Mrs
Julia Ward Howe testify to the vir-
tues of the noted woman as a moth-
er. The eagle may be as good a
mother as the hen or the goose.
The Artless Boy.
The boy bowed politely to the gro-
cer.
1 understand," he said, "that you
want a boy, sir. Will you kindly look
me over."
I only pay $3," said the grocer, ab-
rupt ly.
1 understood," said the boy, "that
you paid four."
The grocer nodded.
"I did pay four," he said, "until I
saw in the paper the other day that
Millionaire Rogers began his business
career on $:; a week."
The boy smiled.
' I tut I don't expect to be a million-
aire," he said. "I don't care to be
rich—I'd much rather bo good."
The grocer was so much pleased
with this artless reply that he com
promised with the boy for three und
a halt.
The Newer Way.
Many ideas in regard to women
have entirely changed, and among
the better and wiser changes is that
old thought, that the women who
were given to good works must needs
be dowdy. It. is undeniable that
good women used to wear dowdi-
nes.s as a sort of hall mark of vir-
tue. As a matter of fact, dowdiness
is merely a mark of batl taste and a
sign «>l some lack in the mind. Wom-
en are no longer lacking in the wis-
dom that chooses pretty rather than
uglv clothing, and those who do not
make the best of their appearance are
losing a golden opportunity of giving
pleasure.
A Realist.
"I am a great believer in realism,"
remarked the poet.
• Yes?" we queried with a rising iu-
fleciion. thereby giving hiui tile desired
opening.
i sometimes carry my ideas of
realism to a ridiculous extreme," con
tinned the poet.
Indeed!" we exclaimed inanely,
somewhat impatient to reach the point
of liis witticism.
Yes." continued the poet, "the other
day I wrote a sonnet to the gas com-
pany and purposely made the meter
defective."
At this point we fainted.
A Financial Epigram.
"II. H. Rogers," said a New York
broki r, "alwsj s ad\ised young men
to get hold of capital. He used to
point out to them that without capi-
tal a man could do .nothing, nothing.
He used to pack this truth into a very
neat epigram.
Fortune,' he used to say, 'can't
knock at the door of a man who has
no house.'"
Seeks the Man.
Tommy -Pop, what is the office
that seoJcs the man '
Tommy's Pop—The tax office, my
son Philadelphia Record
A Green One.
"Do you look for news of Howard's
hunting trip in the sporting column?"
1 Nil, in the obituaries."—Life.
Ready
Cooked.
The crisp, brown flakes of
Tho foreign mission board ,of tho
Southern Baptist church has 2H1 mis-
sionaries at work in foreign fields, be-
sides 375 native workers, and reports
a membership of 16,090 natives. The
receipts last year amounted to $160-
797.
Make your rules an'd regulations
simple and let your system stay un-
changed, for it will inspire confidence.
Post
Toasties
Come to the breakfast table right, and exactly ri-lit from
the package a < i>< ither; m1 <!i la \.
They have hotly too; these l'ost Toasties are firm enough
■ o give you a delicious substantial mouthful before they melt
away. "The Taste Lingers."
Sold liy Grocers.
Made by POSTUM GERF3AL CO., LIMITED.
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