The Daily Transcript (Norman, Okla.), Vol. 3, No. 49, Ed. 1 Monday, August 9, 1915 Page: 2 of 4
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NORMAN DAILY TRANSCRIPT
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STORY
He stood with bis hands, clasping | Good night to you, and many thanks *
Chronicles
gf
Addington
Peace
By B. Fletcher Robinson
Co-Author with A. Conan Doyle of
"The Hound of the Ba kervllles,"ete.
and unclasping. before him. but nev-
er moved his eyes from his opponent.
There was grit In the fellow, after all.
"It would be simpler If you with-
drew," said the red-faced man, shuffl-
ing his feet uneasily.
"That your party's candidate might
be returned unopposed?"
"Don't force me to explain," cried
Horledge "Why not withdraw?"
"You waste the time of the meet-
ing."
"Very well, gentlemen, I say that
Mr. Coran there Is no fit candidate,
because—"
There Is something unsettling In
the official tap on the shoulder which
the police of all countries cultivate.
"Oreat Scot! Inspector, but you
gave me a fright. I hope, Mr. Corat^
you don't bear malic*? That's all
right, then. Oood night all."
Ab he disappeared through the dool
| the elder man dropped Into a chair,
covering bis face with bis hands.
"This Is shocking!" be groaned.
"Ob, Mr. Peace, are you sure It was
| my sister?" ,
"There Is no doubt at all."
"But what can 1 do now?" he asked,
looking from one to the other of us,
with a pitiable expression. "Shall I
| withdraw?"
"Nonsense," said the little detec-
| tlve, (Irmly. "Fight your election and
win it, sir; and the best way to begin
ARMORED CARS FOR PERSIAN GULF REGION
tf'opjTig-it, i-U, bjr VV. CJ. Cbapiaaa)
MR CORAN'S ELECTION
something which It does not take pre- I" to go back and tell them all about
vious experience to recognize. Hor- ■ it."
ledge's face turned a shade paler as "Go and tell them? Go and tell the
he glanced over his shoulder at the meeting?" he cried.
attention.
"And what do you want?" he
growled.
"I am Inspector Addington Peace,
Utile man who has thus demanded his | "Yes. They'll like you all the bet-
ter for It. Do you suppose there Is
no human nature In Brendon? Are
you going to keep this miserable scan
dal hauglng over your head all your
These armored cars, made for the use of the British troops in the Persian gulf reglin. are of light construo
tlon and wide tread, especially designed for desert work.
(Continued.)
The local was Just steaming Into
the station when a fat, red faced man
came panting out of the booking-of-
fice. Peace gave my arm a squeeze
as he passed.
"That Is Horledge, the chief sup^
porter of Coran's opponent In tomor-
row's election," he whispered.
"So you have been making some
new friends since I saw you last?"
"One or two," he said, stepping In-
to a carriage.
When we arrived at Brendon, the
Inspector led me off to an Inn In the
center of the town. It was a pleasant,
old-fashioned place, with black raft-
ers peering through the plaster of the
celling and oak panelling high on the
wallB. The modern Brendon had
wrapped It about, but It bad not
changed for three centuries. You
may find many such ancient InnB
about London, which watch the march
of the red brick suburbs with a dig
nifled surprise, until one day the build
er steps in, and the old coach and
horses or white hart comes tumbling
dowu, and a cheap chop and tea house
reigns in Its stead. We dined early.
At half-past seven, by the grandfath-
er's clock In the corner. Peace rose
"Mr Coran's meeting does not be-
gin until eight; but I want to be there
early—come along."
The platform was empty when we
arrived, but a score of people were
already on the front benches. We did
not Join them, seating ourselves near
the door. Brendon, or the graver
part of It, moved by us In a tiny
stream. A few elders walked up to
the platform with the air of those who
realize that they are something In the
world. The clock above them was
pointing to the hour when, with
thumping of feet and a clapping of
hands, Coran appeared, and shook
hands with the white-whiskered old
chairman.
It was while I he chairman was In
troducing "the popular and venerated
townsman who had come to address
them," that the red face of Mr Hor-
ledge came peering In at the door. He
stood there for a minute, and then
modestly sat down on the bench be-
fore us. Peace touched my arm, and
we moved along until we were Just
behind him.
The chairman ended at last, and,
amid fresh applause, Coran rose and
stood gazing down at the little crowd
with a benevolent satisfaction. Their
respect and admiration was the breath
of life to the man. You could Bee It
In his eyes, In his gesture as he beg-
ged for silence.
I "My friends."
' He had got no farther when Hor-
ledge sprang to his feet with a ralBed
hand.
"Mr. Chairman," he shouted. "I
have a question to ask the candidate."
There was a slight outcry, a few-
hisses and groans; but the tide of lo-
cal politics did not run strongly in
Brendon. Besides, everyone knew
Horledge. He had the largest gro-
cer's shop In the town.
"It would be better to question him
after hla speech, Mr. Horledge," pro-
tested the old chairman.
"I shoulc prefer to answer this gen-
tleman at once," Coran Interposed.
of the Criminal Investigation depart j life? If you stick to politics some one
Is sure to rake it up. Be a man, Mr.
Coran, and get it over now."
"I will."
He. had got to his feet, his eyes set
with a sudden determination. He
stretched out big hand to each of us,
turned about, and marched out of the
room like a soldier leading a forlorn
hope against a fortress. As the door
slammed behind him, Peace looked at
me with an expression in which sym-
pathy and humor were oddly mingled.
"Take my word for It, Mr. Phillips,"
he said, "many a reputation for des-
perate valor has been won by a less
sacrifice."
It was not until after two days that
I heard the arguments by which the
inspector had worked his way to a
conclusion. They form a good ex-
ample of his methods.
"It was evident," he said, "that the
blackmailer knew Coran's character,
his position as regards the election,
and the details of his house and
grounds. Those facts suggested a
relative or close personal friend. The
theory that it was a relative was
strengthened by the newspaper cut-
ting. It was not a thing a casual ao
ment. 1 warn you, Mr. Horledge, that
you are lending yourself to an attempt
at blackmail."
The detective Bpoke In so soft a
voice that I, who was standing by his
side, could barely catch the words
"UleBj my soul, you say so?" cried
the other.
"I should like a five minutes' talk
with Mr. Coran and yourself. After
that you may take your own course.
Will you suggest It?"
Mr. Horledge did not take long to
make up his mind. He told the meet-
ing that he might have been mlsia-
formed. If they would permit it, he
asked for a Ave minutes' private con-
versation with the candidate.
The meeting received the sugges-
tion with cheers. It was something
unusual In the monotony of such func-
tions. We walked up the central aisle
between a couple of hundred pairs of
curious eyes, mounted the platform,
and followed Coran Into a small ante-
room, the door of which Peace closed
behind him.
"Ob June 15 the Brendon Antl-Vlvl-
sectlon society, of which you. Mr.
Horledge, are president, received the
GIVE ALL 10 F
Rich and Poor Turn Over Hoard-
ed Treasure.
Peddler and Seamstress Lead Great
Line of Patriots Bringing Gold to
Maintain Nation's Credit
and Defense.
Paris.—Since the Bank of France
opened special counters In Paris to
receive the people's hoarded gold a
few days ago the yellow coins have
continued to flow In an uninterrupted
stream. Depositors exchanged gold
for bank notes in the first four days
In Paris to the extent of $3,000,000. No
reports from the provinces have been
made out.
' Capitalists went to the bank in au-
tomobiles. taking little bags of gold
to strengthen the credit of France and
help in the national defense. In the
early morning hours working men and
small employers hurried In on the way
to their labor to band In their Jeal-
ously preserved savings.
First to respond to the call for
more gold were a street lemonade
seller who brought two napoleons
wrapped In a big rag, and a little
seamstress, who proudly gave her soli-
tary coin.
All who take gold to the bank get
in return a receipt Blip as a souvenir,
SEES MOTHER FIRST TIME
saying for their country's sake they
have parted with their treasure.
In addition to equivalent value In
paper money the Bank of France can
Issue legally three bank bills of $20
for every $20 in gold. When Finance
Minister Rlbot asked the governor of
the Bank of France to open special
gold-receiving offices In Parts and its
provincial branches M. Pallain already
had taken steps to this end.
Inquiries In many competent quar-
ters have led to the estimate that gold
money held privately In France
amounts to $700,000,000, or nearly
$80,000,000 less than the total gold re-
serve now at the Bank of France.
Few of the depositors say: "I wish
to exchange gold," or, "I wish to pay
in gold." All make the simple re-
mark: "I bring gold."
Rich and poor alike are conscious
they are taking gold, not to the bank,
but for France.
It would be a mistake for the public
to Imagine that It is making a sacri-
fice In exchanging gold for notes, since
the gold is unemployed and therefore
unprofitable. The bank Is naturally
anxious to keep as large a reserve as
possible so as to maintain fully the
credit of Its paper issues and at the
same time enable the government to
pay for supplies from abroad in gold.
Another reason why the government
wishes the nation's gold to be held In
the strong hands of the bank Is to pre-
vent it from being withdrawn pri-
vately under false pretenses to find Its
way to the enemy by trickery. Ger-
many and Austria are In desperate
straits financially, and are ready to
adopt the most deceitful practices to
get gold.
BIG EDIFICE RUED
Great Cathedral at Soissom
Wrecked by German Shells.
THIS 15 SHOCKING1 H£ CR0AICD
sum of twen.y pounds from an anony-
mous source," said the little detec-
tive.
"Certainly."
"That sum was extorted from Mr.
Coran by the threat of revealing the
secret which Miss Kebecca Coran told
you this morning, and which you veri-
fied this afternoon by a reference to
the old newspaper files in the British
museum."
"I had no Idea—this is most sur-
prising. I—is it Illegal?" he stutter-
ed.
"Blackmail for whatever purpose Is
Illegal. Further attempts have been
made to extort money. It Is because
they failed that you were placed In
possession of the facts today."
"It seemed a mean trick, anyway,"
said Horledge, penitently. "I wish I
had never listened to the old cat.
But, Squaretoes—I beg your pardon,
Mr. Coran—I mean our friend here
has always been such a model that
I thought it rather fun. He can win
the election, and welcome, after this."
"That is all, then. I want a word
In private with these two gentlemen.
«s* wi
SAVING THE ITALIAN BABIES
Maternity Insurance In That Coun-
try Has Greatly Reduced Infant
Mortality.
Italy Joinud In 1902 the few Euro-
pean states whtch have established
lavs for th'j better protection of wo-
men working in industrial occupations
after confinement. This law prohib-
ited women from working for a month
after confinement, but contained no
provisions about the collecting of
funds from which the expenses could
be defrayed. For '.his reason regu-
lations were generally disregarded,
end women went back to work as soon
as they were able to do bo.
At the end of April, 1912, a new law
came Into force. All women In Indus-
tries between fifteen and fifty years
of age belong now to an obligatory
maternity Insurance fund. The em-
ployer pays the dues of 20 to 40 cents
a year, and Is allowed to deduct half
the amount from the wages. These
dues, together with fines of employes
for violation of the law and a govern-
ment subsidy, makes it possible to
give in case of confinement $8. It
does not make any difference whether
the woman is married or not. Mother
and child are thus taken of for at least
one month after the birth of the In-
fant. The Italian law requires, furth-
er, that a factory with more than
fifty women workers must provide a
decent room in which mothers can at-
tend to their babies and nurse them.
Frequently, large factories have a kind
of day nursery with a trained nurse in
charge. Infant mortality has been
greatly reduced among Industrial
workers.—The Surrey.
quaintance would be likely to keep bj
him all these years.
"From Coran I learnt that he hat
had differences of opinion with Misi
Rebecca. In my conversation witl
her she spoke bitterly of his refusa.
to subscribe to her society for the pre I
vention of vivisection. She returnet
to the subject Beveral times, mention ;
ing the financial difficulties In whict I
the local branch, of which she is th<
secretary, was placed. Those facti
Impressed me.
"Before Appleton arrived last nigh
I had carefully searched the sumtnei
house. In a corner of the woodworl
I discovered a note from Miss Emily
The place was the lover's letter box
Indeed, 1 had been expecting thai
young gentleman's appearance loni
before he came. I did not, however
tell this to Mr. Coran when he pressed
for an arrest. It would hardly havt
been fair on the girl. I do not imag
Ine that they will find the old gen
tleman so stony-hearted after to
night. As for the young man, in th«
inquiries I made concerning him, 1
found nothing that was not stralghl
and honest. I put him out of the list
at an early date.
"Who the person may have been
that listened at the window I cannot
say; but I conclude it was Miss Re
becca. She certainly did not attempt
to carry off the parcel.
"This morning I discovered that an
anonymous donation of twenty pounds
was sent to Miss Rebecca's society the
day after the first successful attempt
at blackmail. I kept an eye on the
house, and shortly after midday she
walked down to Horledge's shop. He
is ihe president of her society. They
remained for some time together, and
then Horledge took a train to London.
I followed him to the newspaper room
In the British museum. Things were
becoming plainer.
"I have now no doubt that Miss Re-
becca guessed who we were from the
first. She told the secret to Horledge,
who was, you remember, one of her
brother's chief opponents In the elec-
tion, out of sheer feminine spite. I
suspected the man would attempt
something at the meeting on Friday
night. My suspicion was correct, as
you saw."
"And the election?"
"He won his seat on the council. I
think he deserved it, Mr. Phillips."
(CHRONICLES TO BE CONTINUED.)
WOULD "UNIONIZE THE MONK"
Court Fines Organ Grinder for Over-
time and Cruelty to His Trained
Simian.
Palo Alto, Cal.—At the instigation
of Mrs. Isabelle C. Merriman, humane
officer, John Samponi, Italian organ
grinder, was arrested for alleged cruel-
ty to a trained monkey.
Mrs. Merriman claimed that the
monkey was jerked violently about in
the hot sun and compelled to work 14
hours a day.
Evidence presented showed that
Samponi had obtained a license from
the city authorities and treated his
monkey kindly, but the Italian was
unable to prove that he did not make
"Jocko" work from seven o'clock in
the morning until eight at night, with
an Intermission of only two hours for
rest.
Justice Charles imposed a $10 fine
upon the organ grinder for not having
unionized the monkey's hours of labor.
Miss Tomsyna Carlyle, the student
whose sight has been almost mirac-
ulously restored, Is here pictured tak-
ing a happy look at her mother's face,
which for a lifetime of twenty-five
years she had been deprived of seeing.
The almost miraculous restoration
of the sight of Miss Carlyle as she sat
on the deck of the steamer "Bear" en
route from San Pedro to San Fran-
cisco. Cal., Is the topic of much dls-
ousslon among scientists. But the girl
herself waives aside all technical In-
quiry In the Joy of actually seeing
things for the first time In her life.
Born blind at La Crosse, Wis., the
youngest of nine children, Miss Carlyle
attended a kindergarten and later
graduated at the Wisconsin State
School for the Blind Against many
protests she entered and took her
diploma from the La Crosse State Nor-
mal school and for several years has
been tutoring blind children, making
enough money thereby to enter the
University of California. Now she can
■ee and Intends to devote her life to
blind children who may never be so
fortunate aB she now is.
"I am In a new universe," she de-
clared. "one in which my eyes are not
yet able to convey definite Impres-
sions to my brain, because my brain
does not yet know Just what the pic-
tured scenes really mean. Things are
pictured so differently to the blind
eye from what they really are. Yes-
terday I saw sj:ne small living thing
coming toward me, and I did not know
what It was until I touched It—then I
kuew It was a dog."
SINGS TO HER DEAD BABY
Teuton Missiles Leave It a Venerable
Broken Twelfth Century Monu-
ment of Desolation — Town
Is Practically Deserted. f
By C. INMAN BARNARD.
Paris.—I made a flying visit to Sols-
sons cathedral—or, rather, what is
now left of this superb twelfth cen-
tury edifice. I found the venerable
Abbe Landals, vicar of the parish,
standing broken-hearted amid the
heaps of ruins, now and then seek-
ing with trembling ha^ds for a frag-
ment of the ancient stained-glass win-
dow given by Blanche de Castllle, bGt
now lying shattered In piles of broken
masonry, wreckage and dusL
In the roofless nave near three ogl-
val doors, once the pride of Roman-
esque architecture, Abbe Landals
greeted me with these words:
"This Is a terrible misfortune. Not
a single pane of the beautiful stained
glass of the rosace windows nor of
the side windows remains. It was
only last Tuesday that an exquisite
rosace, with its 12 rayons forming
part of a tympanum of large stained
glass, a structure of four divisions,
was unharmed; but on Tuesday morn-
ing a German projectile smashed to
atoms this last relic of the stained
glass.
"The masterpieces of stained glass
art were the crimson and blue por-
traits of Saint Louis and of Jeanne
d'Arc in kneeling postures. These
were demolished this week."
As one approaches Soissons posted
notices announce "Road repaired.
Proceed only at a walking pace.
Make no dust." This reminds the vis-
itors that the Germans are intrenched
700 yards away, on the right bank
of the River Aisne, and they keep up
a constant fire on Soissons, on the
cathedral and on the ruins of the an-
cient abbey of Saint Jean des Vlgnes,
where Thomas a Becket lived for nine
years. The town of Soissons is de-
serted, except for a dozen inhabitants,
who prefer to live in the cellars—all
that is left of their houses.
The cathedral is a mere skeleton
of massive arched buttresses which
support nothing except shell-pierced
walls. As one stands in what was
once the nave the clear, open sky is
seen, and occasionally a str^y ahell
adds to the heaps of ruins. The fa-
mous antique portal on the south side
no longer exists. The south tower and
the spire stand as a sort of rugged,
fragmentary monument of desolation.
Child Had Drowned In Four Inches of
Water While Mother Was in
Another Room.
New York.—Mrs. Bernard Morris
of 2376 Eighth avenue left her son
Philip, fifteen months old, and her
daughter Helen, two years old, lying
in four Inches of water in the bath-
tub while ahe went into another room.
In a few moments she heard the
little girl scream. Rushing Into the
bathroom, she found the baby floating
face downward in the water. Thinking
the baby had only turned over, the
mother dried him carefully and put
him In his cradle.
For several minutes she sang and
rocked the baby, and then, selng he
was quiet, she put her hand on the
child's face. It was cold. Doctor Ros-
enbluth of the Harlem hospital, who
was summoned, said the child was
drowned.
BURIAL IS STOPPED BY LAW
POODLE FED ON $2 STEAKS
Mrs. John Jacob Astor'o Pet Dog Con-
sumes Big Juicy Pieces
of Meat.
New Haven, Conn.—Waiters at a
local hotel told of the visit of Mrs.
John Jacob Astor, formerly Miss
Madeleine Force, on an automobile
trip into New England. With Mrs.
Astor was her pet poodle Mizzle, and
Inasmuch as she was unable to re-
tain the dog at the hotel where she
stopped, Bhe sent Mizzle to another
hostelry in care of the chauffeur.
The walters were not surprised
when the chauJeur ordered a $2
steak, but when he announced that it
was to be cut up for Mizzle the serv-
ing man stood aghast He compiled
with the order, nevertheless. MIzzie
consumed the steak with the usual
canine cderity and the waiter pock-
eted a good tip.
Woman Gets Injunction to Prevent In.
terment of Her Uncle in Chel-
sea (Mass.) Cemetery.
Boston, Mass.—Injunction proceed-
ings to prevent the burial of her
uncle, Arthur O. Norse, at the naval
cemetery In Chelsea, Mass., because It
will cause her grief, humiliation and
an Irreparable loss If his Interment
takes place there, have been begun
in the equity session of the superior
civil court of Suffolk county by Helen
V. Pearson of Philadelphia.
She asks possession of the body "for
proper burial in a proper ground." Her
action is aimed against George Lee of
BoBton and George Doherty of Somer-
ville as defendants.
Lee, she says, engaged Doherty, an
undertaker, to bury her uncle's body
without consulting her. The grave
has been prepared at the naval ceme-
tery.
Judge McLaughlin ordered counsel
to complete pleadings for a hearing.
WATCH, GONE YEARS, FOUND
Lost In 1911, Found in 1915 In Feed
Yard With Case Only 8llghtly
Dented.
Klamath Falls, Ore.—During the
summer of 1911 Clarence Motchen-
bacher of this city, then a recent
graduate from the high school here,
lost his seventeen-jewei gold buntli^
case Illinois watch and fob while work-
ing In the hay field In the Ezell stock
farm, south of this city.
The watch and fob were found the
other day In the feed yard on the Ezeil
farm by one of the workmen. Motcn.
enbacher's name was on the fob.
When found the case was slightly
dented and thr6e Jewels broken.
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