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NORMAN DAILY TRANSCRIPT
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CHAPTER XIV.
Journey's End.
Harrigan dined alone. He was in
disgrace; he was sore, mentally as
well as physically; and he ate his din-
ner without relish, In simple obedi-
ence to those well-regulated periods
of hunger that assailed him three
times a day, In spring, summer, au-
tumn and winter. By the time the
waiter had cleared away the dishes,
Harrigan had a perfecto between his
teeth (along with a certain matrimo-
nial bit), and smoked as if he had
wagered to finish the cigar in half the
usual stretch. He then began to walk
the floor, much nfter the fashion of a
man who has the toothache, or the
earache, which would be more to the
point To his direct mind no diplo-
macy was needed; all that wae neces-
sary was a few blunt questions. Nora
could answer them as she chose.
Nora, his baby, his little girl that UBed
to run around barefooted and laugh
when he applied the needed birch!
How children grew up! And they
never grew too old for the birch; they
certainly never did.
They heard him from the drawing-
room ; tramp, tramp, tramp.
"Let him be, Nora," said Mrs. Harri-
gan, wisely. "He is in a rage about
something. And your father is not
the easieBt man to approach when he's
mad. If he fought Mr. Courtlandt, he
believed he had some good reason for
doing so."
"Mother, there are times when I
believe you are afraid of father."
"I am always afraid of him. It is
only because I make believe I'm not
that I can get him to do anything. It
was dreadful. And Mr. Courtlandt
was such a gentleman. I could cry.
But let your father be until tomor-
row."
"And have him wandering about
with that black eye? Something must
be done for it. I'm not afraid of him."
"Sometimes I wish you were."
So Nora entered the lion's den fear-
lessly. "Is there anything 1 can do
for you, dad?"
"You can get the witch hazel and
bathe this lamp of mine," grimly.
She ran into her own room and re-
turned with the simpler devices for
reducing a swollen eye. She did not
notice, or pretended that she didn't,
that he locked the door and put the
key in his pocket. He sat down in
a chair, under the light; and she went
to work deftly.
"I've got some make-up, and tomor-
row morning I'll paint It for you."
"You don't ask any questions," he
said, with grimness.
"Would it relieve your eye any?"
lightly.
He laughed. "No; but It might re-
lieve my mind."
"Well, then, why did you do so
foolish a thing? At your age! Don't
you know that you can't go on whip-
ping every man you take a dislike
to?"
"I haven't taken any dislike to
Courtlandt. But I saw him kiss you."
"I can take care of myself."
"Perhaps. I asked him to explain.
He refused. One thing puzzled me,
though I didn't know what it was at
the time. Now, when a fellow steals
a kiss from a beautiful woman like
you, Nora, I don't see why he should
feel mad about It. When he had all
but knocked your daddy to by-by, he
said that you could explain. . . ,
Don't press so hard," warningly.
"Well, can you?"
"Since you saw what he did, I do
not see where explanations on my
pert are necessary."
"Nora, I've never caught you in a
He. I never want to. When you were
little you were the truthfullest thing
1 ever saw. No matter what kind of
a licking was in store for you, you
weren't afraid; you told the truth.
. . . There, that'll do. Put some
cotton over It and bind it with a
handkerchief. It'll be black all right,
but the swelling will go down. I can
tell 'em a tennis ball hit me. It was
more like a cannon ball, though. Say,
Nora, you know I've always pooh-
poohed these amateurs. People used
to say that there were dozens of men
In New York in my prime who could
have laid me cold. I used to laugh.
Well, I gueBS they were right. Court-
landt's got the stiffest kick I ever ran
Into. A pile driver, and if he had landed
on my jaw, it would have been dorml
bene as you say when you bid me good
night in dago. That's all right now
until tomorrow. I want to talk to
you. Draw up a chair. There! As I
said, I've never caught you in a lie,
but I find that you've been living a lie
for two years. You haven't been
squari to me, nor to your mother, nor
to th' chaps that came around and
made t0 >'ou 1 probably
didn't look at It that way, but there's
the fact. I'm not Paul Pry; but acci-
dentally I came across this," taking
the document from hie pocket and
handing it to her. "Read It. What's
the answer?"
Nora's hands trembled.
"Takes you a long time to read It.
Is it true?"
"Yes."
"And I went up to the tenr.ls court
with the Intention of knocking hib
head off; and now I'm wondering why
he didn't knock off mine. Nora, he's
a man; and when you get through with
this, I'm going dowu to the hotel and
apologize."
"You will do nothing of the sort;
not with that eye."
"All right. I was always worried
for fear you'd hook up with some duke
yqu'd have to support. Now, I want
to know how this chap happens to
be my son in-law. Make it brief, for
I don't want to get tangled up more
than is necessary."
Nora crackled the certificate in her
fingers and stared unseelngly at It
for some time. "I met him first In
Rangoon," she began slowly, without
raising her eyes.
"When you went around the world
on your own?"
"Yes. Oh, don't worry. I was al-
ways able to take care of myself."
"An Irish idea." answered Harrigan
complacently.
"I loved him, father, with all my
heart and soul, lie was not only big
and strong and handsome, but he was
kindly and tender and thoughtful.
Why, I never knew that he wae rich
until after I had promised to be his
wife. When I learned that he was the
Edward Courtlandt who was always
getting into the newspapers, 1 laughed.
There were stories about his esca-
pades. There were innuendoes re-
garding certain women, but 1 put
them out of my mind as twaddle. Ah,
never had I been so happy! In Ber-
lin we went about like two children.
It was play. He brought me to the
Opera and took me away; and we had
the most charming little suppers. I
never wrote you or mother because I
wished to surprise you."
"You have. Go on."
"I had never paid much attention
to Flora Deslmone, though I knew that
she was jealous of my success. Sev-
eral times 1 caught her looking at Ed-
ward in a way I did not like."
"She looked at him, huh?"
"It was the last performance of the
season. We were married that after-
noon. We did not want anyone to
know about it. I was not to leave
the stage until the end of the follow-
ing Beason. We were staying at the
same hotel with rooms across the cor-
ridor. This was much against his
wishes, but I prevailed."
"I see."
"Our roomB were opposite, as I said.
After the performance that night I
went to mine to complete the final
packing. We were to leave at one
for the Tyrol. Father, I saw Flora
Desimone come out of hie room."
Harrigan shut and opened his hands.
"Do you Bnderstand? I saw her.
She was laughing. I did not see him.
My wedding night! She came from
his room. My heart stopped, the
world stopped, everything went black.
All the stories that I had read and
heard came back. When he knocked
at my door I refused to see him. I
never saw him again until that night
in Paris when he forced hiB way into
my apartment."
"Hang It, Nora, this doesn't- sound
like him!"
"1 saw her."
"He wrote you?"
"I returned the letterB, unopened."
"That wasnt square. You might
have been wrong."
"He wrote five letters. After that
he went to India, to Africa and back
to India, where he Beemed to find con-
solation enough."
Harrigan laid it to his lack of nor-
mal vision, but to his single optic
there was anything but misery in her
beautiful blue eyes. True, they
sparkled with tears; but that signified
nothing; he hadn't been married these
thirty-odd years without learning that
a woman weeps for any of a thousand
and one reasons.
"Do you care for him still?"
"Not a day passed during the6e
many months that I did not vow I
hated him."
"Anyone else know?"
"The padre. I had to tell some one
or go mad. But I didn't hate him. I
could no more put him out of my
life than I could stop breathing. Ah.
I have been bo miserable and un-
happy!" She laid her head upon his
knees and clumsily he stroked It His
girl!
"That's the trouble with us Irish,
Nora. We jump without looking, with-
out finding whether we're right or
wrong. Well, your daddy's opinion is
that you Bhould have read his first
letter. If It didn't ring right, why,
you could have jumped the traces. I
don't believe he did anything wrong
at all. It Isn't in the man's blood to
do anything underboard,"
"But I saw her," a queer look in her
eyeB as she glanced up at him.
"I don't care a .kloodle if you did.
Take it from me, it was a put-up job
by that Calabrian woman. She might
have gone to his room for any num-
ber of harmless things. But I think
she was curious."
"Why didn't she come to me, if she
wanted to ask questions?"
"I can see you answering them. She
probably just wanted to know if you
were married or not. She might have
been in love with him, and then she
might not. These Italians don't know
half the time what they're about, any-
how. But I don't believe It of Court-
landt. He doesn't line up that way.
Besides, he's got eyes. You're a thou-
sand times more attractive. He's no
fool. Know what I think? Ae she
was coming out she saw you at your
door; and the devil in her got busy."
Nora rose. Hung her arms around
him and kissed him.
"Look oul for that tin ear!"
"Oh, you great big, loyal, true-
hearted man! Open that door and
let ro« get out to the terrace. 1 want
to sing, sing!"
"He said he wae going to Milan In
the morning."
She danced to the door and was
gone.
"Nora!" he called, impatiently. He
listened In vain for the sound of her
return. "Well, I'll take the count when
it cornea to guessing what a woman's
going to do. I'll go out and square
up with the old girl. Wonder how this
news will harness up with her social
bug?"
Courtlandt got into his compartment
at Varenna. He had tipped the guard
liberally not to open the door for any-
one else, unless the train was crowded.
As the shrill blast of the conductor's
horn sounded the warning of "all
aboard," the door opened and a heavily
veiled won)an got in hurriedly. The
train began to move instantly. The
guard slammed the door and latched
it. Courtlandt sighed: the futility of
trusting these Italians, of trying to
buy their loyalty! The woman was
without any luggage whatever, not
even the usual magazine. She waa
dressed in brown, her hat was brown,
her veil, her gloves, her shoes. But
whether she was young or old was
beyond his deduction, He opened his
Corriere and held it before his eyes;
but he found reading Impossible. The
newspaper finally slipped from his
hands to the floor, where It swayed
and rustled unnoticed. He was star-
ing at the promontory across Lecco,
the green and restful hill, the little
earthly paradise out of which he had
been unjustly cast. He couldn't under-
stand. He had lived cleanly and de-
cently; he had wronged no man or
woman, nor himself. And yet, through
some evil twist of fate, he had lost
all there was' in life worth having.
The train lurched around a shoulder
of the mountain. He leaned against
the window. In a moment more the
villa was gone.
What was it? He felt Irresistibly
drawn. Without intending to do so,
he turned and stared at the woman
in brown. Her hand went to the veil
and swept it aside. Nora was as full
of romance as a child. She could
have stopped him before he made the
boat, but she wanted to be alone with
him.
"Nora!"
She flung herself on her knees In
front of him. "I am a wretch!" she
said.
He could only repeat her name.
"I am not worth my salt. Ah, why
did you run away? Why did you not
pursue me, importune me until I
wearied? . . . perhaps gladly?
There were ti*neB when I would have
opened my arms had you been the
worst scoundrel In the world instead
of the dearest lover, the patientest!
Ah, can you forgive me?"
"Forgive you, Nora?" He was
numb.
"I am a miserable wretch! I doubt-
ed you. I! When all I had to do was
to recall the way people misrepresent-
ed things I had done! I sent back
your letters . . . and read and re-
read the old blue ones. Don't you
remember how you used to write them
on blue paper? . . . Flora told me
everything. It was only because she
hated me, not that she cared anything
about you. She told me that night
at the ball. She was at the bottom
of the abduction. When you kissed
me . . . didn't you know that I
kissed you back. Edward, I am a miser-
able wretch, but I Bhall follow you
wherever you go, and I haven't even
a vanity box in my handbag!" There
were tears in her eyes. "Say that I
am a wretch!"
He drew her up beside him. His
arms closed around her so hungrily,
bo strongly, that Bhe gasped a little.
He looked Into her eyes; his glance
traveled here and there over her face,
searching for the familiar dimple at
one corner of her mouth.
"Nora!" he whispered.
"Kiss me!"
And then the train came to a stand,
jerkily. They fell back against the
cushions.
"Lecco!" cried the guard through
the window.
They laughed like children.
"I bribed him," she said gaily. "And
now . . ."
"YeB, and now?" eagerly, If still be-
wildered.
"Let's go back!"
THE END.
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PIONEERS IN WORK
Forehanded Beetles.
Several farmers were sitting around
the fire in the country inn and telling
how the potato pests had got into
their crops. Said one;
"Them pests ate my whole crop in
two weeks."
Then another spoke up:
"They ate my crop in two days and
then sat around on the trees and
waited for me to plant more."
Here a commercial traveler for a
seed house broke in:
"Well, boys," he said, "that may be
so, but I'll tell what I Baw in our
own warehouse. I saw four or five
beetles examining the books about a
week before planting time to see who
had bought seed."
Brittle.
Little Elsie (after being lectured)—
"Mamma, the commandments break
awful easy, don't they?" — Boston
Transcript.
Korea Built Steel-Clad Warship
Over 300 Years Ago.
Seorge Kennan Tells How Korean Con-
structed Battleships 250 Years Be-
fore the Monitor and Merri-
mac Were Created.
Washington.—George Kennan, ex-
plorer and lecturer, recently communi-
cated to the National Geographic so-
ciety, at Washington, the information
that Korea built steel-clad battleships
260 years before the Monitor and Mer-
rimac were created. The Hermit king-
dom was using movable type and as-
tronomical instruments from the
twelfth to the fifteenth centuries and
employing explosive bombs long be-
fore they were known in Europe. He
points out that the famous Japanese
Satsuma pottery was made originally
by Korean workmen, who were import-
ed Into the mikado'B kingdom.
These facts are cited by Mr. Ken-
nan to show the terrific downfall ex-
perienced by Korea. He traces her
course from her pinnacle of civiliza-
tion to the depths of degeneracy and
expresses great hopes for her future,
under the guidance of Japan.
"While Korea was sinking, Japan
was rising, until the Island kingdom,
all by her own efforts, became euch a
world power as to defeat a great Euro-
pean nation," he says. "The Koreans
were a mainland people. They had
taught the mediaeval Japs all the civil-
ization they had. But, by reason of
their geographical location, they were
Invaded by vustly inferior peoples, the
Mongols and the Manchus. Korea wae
Influenced to establish demonology as
her religion, her blood was weakened
by being crossed with that of people
vastly beneath her and her spirit was
broken by the indignities heaped upon
her by the more powerful invaders.
She was under the Influence of China,
which adopted the semi-sacred books
of Confucius as its national system of
education 2,000 years ago. The knowl-
edge of IiSb works and the ability to re-
cite long chapters of his writings were
made the chief requirement of the as-
D0VES LIKE NAVY SECRETARY
Build Nest Above Office Window of
Daniels In Eaves of Big Wash-
ington Building.
Washington.—Two doves made a
sad mistake here recently. They start-
ed to build a nest In the eave6 of the"
State, War and Navy building directly
outside the windows of Secretary Dan-
iels' office. If they had only gone
Bracelets.
In the middle ages, bracelets were
state ornaments and worn only by the
sovereign.
Love.
Knowledge Is the parent of love;
wisdom, love itself.—Augustus Hare.
Secretary Josephus Daniels.
where they belonged, to the state de-
partment windows on the south side,
there would have been a real big story
However, the secretary of state was
out of town when the pair selected
heir nest, and Mr. Daniels may have
Stum second choice.
pirant for honoi'B. As a result, the
study of the sciences, mathematics and
the phenomena of nature was dropped;
the memory was over-cultivated and
the reasoning power stultified. The
habitB of the Koreans became unclean-
ly; they grew Indifferent to dirt and
smells.
"Japan, on the other hand, was
never invaded in her history; her
blood was never intermingled and her
stock was allowed to remain pure. Her
national character was developed with-
out influence. The Shinto religion of
the empire has aB its cardinal prin-
ciples purity of blood, spirit and en-
vironment. Japan was not exposed to
the scourges and plagues that Korea's
dirt and filth brought upon her. The
feudal syBtem sprang up in Japan,
causing authority to be respected and
discipline to be developed.
"In 1910, Japan annexed Korea.
Prior to that time, as many deaths as
900 a day had occurred in the city of
Seoul alone; shortly afterwards not as
many people died from the plague in
the whole kingdom in one year. Japan
forcibly vaccinated 5,400,000 people in
one year. One hundred and sixty-eight
courts were established, giving author-
ity to 13,000 gendarmes. Hundreds of
miles of roads are being built. Affor-
estation on an extensive scale is being
carried on. To encourage the silk
worm Industry 13,000,000 mulberry
tree seedlings were set out in one
year. State and private banks were
established. The postal savings sys-
tem was installed and one in every six
families has a savings account The
people, at first suspicious, have learned
that they will get their money back
whenever they ask for it In the first
year after the Japanese occupancy, the
rice crop was doubled, and the wheat
and barley crops grew from 14,000,000
to 36,000,000 bushels. The Japanese
have built a model village in every
province and are encouraging people
to build similar villages throughout
the kingdom."
Mr. Kennan points out that Korea
has tho same geographical advantages
as a great portion of the eastern part
of the United States. "She iB just as
well fitted to be the home of healthy,
prosperous and happy people," he says.
"She Is located similarly to the terri-
tory bordering on the Atlantic coast
from Portland, Me., to Charleston, S.
C., and extending inward to Albany,
N. Y„ Harrisburg, Pa., Lynchburg, Va.,
and Columbia, S. C."
MAN COULD FLY A PIANO BOX
Practically E> •rythlng Depends on the
Engine, Declares Lincoln
Beachey.
New York.—Any properly built bi-
plane which has a light, powerful en-
gine is stable when in the air, provid-
ing it is Intelligently handled. Th®
chief reason I have been able to ac-
complish feats which other airmen
never have attempted Is the fact that
I have had a good machine and have
known how to fly It, Lincoln Beachey
writes in Popular Mechanics.
Give me a clearance of 500 feet
from the ground, a place to land, and
then let things happen. If the aero-
plane upsets or slides, or the engine
dies, and the airman is not asleep,
it may be righted with comparative
ease.
The master of a good biplane should
feel as completely at home in the air
as any bird that ever flew. In my re-
cent flights it has been demonstrated
that a man-made machine is capable
of things which no bird ever attempt-
ed. How many persons ever saw a
bird try to loop the loop, do a back-
ward spiral or revolve like a top and
sail earthward tail down?
It is true that my lateBt craft waa
built for the specific purpose to
which it is being put. But for general
flying a good biplane of the same fun-
damental type Bhould be equal in sta-
bility. It is only touching the extreme
to assert that with an engine ot suffi-
cient power an airman could fly a
piano box. By that I wish to im-
press the statement that the air-
man of today has absolutely every-
thing he needs with which to fight the
laws of gravity. Because of this the
aeroplane already occupies the place
of a necessity, commercial and other-
wise, for the present and future day
man. It is only a toss ahead to the
time when tho aerial express will be
no more a novelty than overland lim-
ited trains are now.
IS LIVING LONG AND WELL
Ex-Senator Depew Has Rare Gift to
Grow Old and Keep Pace
With Progress.
New York.—It is, as Mr. Depew sug-
gests, no great achievement to live
long in these days, but it is a good
gift, and a rare one. to be able to live
GIVES HER CHILD UP FOR $24
Benton (Mo.) Mother Can't Pay Board
and Leta Woman Take Her
Baby Away.
Benton, Mo.—Because Ray Headrick
was unable to pay a board bill of $24.
his two-year-old daughter, Dorine, was
taken from the custody of her parents
and given Into the care of Mrs. Pearl
Feist of Chaffee, who cared for and
nursed her during the illness of her
mother, by the probate court here.
Mrs. Feist testified she woi'"i rather
have the $24.
Plan Novel Punlehment.
Sydney, N. S. W.—CriminO v?1sts in
Australia are greatly Interested in the
experiment of Judge Eagleson of the
Melbourne county court In prescribing
a novel form of punishment for men
whose offenses are due to drink. A
young man who pleaded guilty to em-
bezzlement was allowed his freedom
on condition that he should make good
within two months the amount stolen
and should abstain from drinking In-
toxicants and gambling "during the
rest of his natural life." The slightest
infraction would render him liable to a
ten months' sentence. A laborer
found guilty of assault, was released
under similar conditions.
Favors Thin Women.
Chicago.—Women bathers, If they
are slim, may wear bloomer bathing
suits, according to First Deputy Su-
perintendent of Police Schuettler
Chauncey Depew.
long and keep actually in touch with
progress.
That Mr. Depew possesses that gift
nobody will deny, and It has served to
make him one of the most popular
men of his time.
Kin Tramps Her Corns.
Cleveland, O — Mrs. Murello Sasso,
eighteen, 2113 Scovllle avenue, doesn't
care if her relatives don't speak to
her on the street, but she does object
to them tramping on her corns. She
told Police Prosecutor Silbert that be-
causB she married over objections of
a male relative, the relative took pains
to brush up against her when they met
and step on her corns.
"He knew my feet were the most
vulnerable spot" she told Silbart
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