The Daily Transcript (Norman, Okla.), Vol. 4, No. 269, Ed. 1 Tuesday, June 12, 1917 Page: 3 of 4
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THE NORMAN DAILY TRANSCRIPT
By LOUIS JOSEPH VANCE
LYDIA IS VASTLY AMUSED BY PETER TRAFT'S WHIMSICAL
WAY OF MAKING LOVE, BUT SHE IS MORE SERIOUSLY
IMPRESSED WITH THE PERSONALITY OF QUOIN
WHO SEEMS TO HER THE TYPICAL YANKEE
SYNOPSIS.—A well-bred young Englishwoman, nervous and sus-
picious, linds when she boards the steamer Alsatla, bound from Liv-
erpool to New York, that her stateroom mate is Mrs. Amelia Beggar-
staff, a fuscinating, wealthy American widow of about sixty years.
The girl Introduces herself as Lucy Carteret and says she is going to
America to meet her father. Lucy's behavior puzzles Mrs. Beggar-
staff, who is vastly surprised to find the girl in possession of a mag-
nificent necklace, stolen from a museum some time previously and
passes the news on' to her friend, Quoin, a private detective on board.
Lucy, dressing in the dark in her stateroom, hears a mysterious con-
versation between two men Just outside her window and recognizes
one of them as Thaddeus Craven, her father, whom she hasn't seen
for five years. She confesses to Mrs. Beggarstaff that she Is In reality
Lydla Craven. The girl discovers her father and young Mrs. Mer-
rlless, a charming widow, engaged to be married. Mrs. Merriless Is
bewildered for a moment because Craven had always posed as a
bachelor, but she and Lydla like one another. Craven tells Lydla ho
secretly represents the British government in the United States. Peter
Traft falls In love with Lydla and Mrs. Merrilees displays a mag-
nificent necklace which she says she's going to give Lydla for a wed-
Mrs. Beggarstaff was right, who
herself admitted that she was always
right: Lydla was a very happy girl.
She had, indeed, never been so happy
since those memorable days when Cra-
ven's rare, capricious, and always un-
expected appearances in England had
invariably signalized his amazing
sprees of paternal Indulgence—frolics
from which, as from the nirvana of
fairy tales, one emerged in childish de-
moralization to renew acquaintance
with the hard and grimy facts of life
as lived In Mrs. Grummle's Blooms-
bury lodging house, or with the chilly
routine of the Misses Stint's Select
Academy for Daughters of Gentlemen.
She lived those days in delicious ex-
citement. She would be a strange girl
of twenty had her imagination not
quickened to the romance Inherent in
the words secret agent. To think her-
self the object of stealthy surveillance,
as daughter and confidante of a past
master of devious diplomacy; to think
pen. Lydia and I understand each
other, my home's the place for her,
and there she goes, straight from the
When he had detached his fiancee
and departed, the Dowager Dragon
took up the thread of her discourse
"It's up to you, my dear," she an-
nounced. "I mean to say, It's for you
to decide. I warn you you'll never be
happy. Tad's not old enough to be a
father. For that matter, he's not old
enough to be a husband. He's heed-
less, irresponsible, as flighty as Betty
Merrilees. He never has grown up,
and he never will. He's Peter Pan,
with all the innocence expurgated."
Here the Dowager Dragon paused
and, receiving no response, regarded
with suspicion the object of her solici-
tude. "What are you smiling at,
pray?" she demandotf In dudgeon. "Do
you think I'm merely blustering for
"I beg your pardon," Lydia said
meekly, hastening to erase a smile;
she must ever keep her courage bright, the idea of the chief agent of Down-
in the shadow of nameless dangers, be
forever Jealous of the great secret,
comport herself always warily—In
these persuasions lay delight as deep
and abiding as that «if a girl playing
the mischief at her first bal masque.
Not infrequently she would catch
Craven regarding her with his dark
and quizzical smile; and then she
would flush and smile spiritedly In re-
turn, thrilled to think he read her
thoughts and understood.
One circumstance alone flawed the
"perfect Jewel of her happiness—the
second and final disappearance of her
The first time Lydla had missed it
it had turned up safe and sound be-
fore bedtime in its place on top of the
chest of drawers. But the next day it
vanished again and finally. And
though for a time her hope ran high
that the finder would return the trin-
ket in view of the rather heavy re-
ward posted by Craven, when noth-
ing of the sort happened she felt
forced to accept the hypothesis that
the clasp had worked loose when sfc#
had been lounging beside the rail, de-
livering the brooch to the sea.
In her new relationship with her fa-
ther Lydia found several friendships
that, however young, promised perma-
For one, Mrs. Beggarstaff had un-
questionably taken a fancy to Lydla,
which the girl was quick to divine and
reciprocate with a frank and—If un-
demonstrative—real affection. And
the Dowager Dragon was daily wast-
ing much time in amiable bickering
with Craven about his daughter's fu-
ture, openly discountenancing his in-
tention to make Lydia part of his me-
nage; at least until there should be
a second Mrs. Craven to keep his house
in order—and its master, into the bar-
"Though," she once amended ac-
ridly in the presence of Mrs. Merri-
lees, "as for that, to my taste, Betty's
altogether too frivolous to make a
proper duenna. Mark my words, Tad,
Just as soon as that pretty feather-
weight head finds out life with you is
hot one round of pleasure, she's going
to cut loose and lead you a dance that
won't leave a breath in your fat little
body. And then what will become of
"Oh, blow your meddling I" Craven
retorted with entire good humor. "You
forget the 'child' is of age—or will be
In another six months. She can take
care of herself. If it turns out she
can't, I give you permission to use
your well-known arts of moral suasion
and nag her until she's mad enough to
hitch up as companion to a saw-
toothed destroyer of reputations like
"She could do far worse," the Dow-
ager Dragon sniffed | "and will—if I
let you have your way."
"Which is Just what Is going to hap-
Ing Street in America being heedless,
Irresponsible and flighty having proved
too much for her sense of the ridicu-
lous. "You made me think of some-
thing funny. But please, Mrs. Beg-
garstaff, don't say any more. The
thing is quite settled; and you don't
know how stubborn he is—and I'm his
The frown of the Dowager Dragon
relaxed, and a crusty smile succeeded.
"So be it! I sha'n't contend with you
"But I Haven't the Slightest Intention
of Marrying You, Mr. Traft."
or Tad another minute. But when you
see your mistake, remember, my home
is always open to you. You're a cheer-
ful snippet, and not a bit hard to look
at, and I believe I could grow quite
fond of you. Now promise you'll come,
if ever you're in trouble. You owe
me that consolation at least—if only
for being graceful in defeat."
Lydia promising lightly, a placated
Dowager Dragon consented to let the
Then there was Mrs. Merrilees, who
bade fair to prove the sister more than
the stepmother, the girl friend more
than either, who, once Craven had
wheedled her out of her resentment of
his putatlvely negative and innocent
deception, seemed to find in Lydla
Just one more reason for being fond of
Craven and viewing with confidence
their life after marriage. Though
vain and' avid of admiration, she
seemed Incapable of any sort of mean
emotion, and was as generous as the
good sunlight. An adorable creature!
Peter Traft, the third of three new-
found friends, was a riddle Lydla
couldn't read, but found endlessly di-
verting. Publicly sentimental about
Lydla, brazenly seeking every oppor-
tunity to seclude her with himself,
once this was accomplished, he flouted
sentiment, ridiculed the world (Includ-
ing himself), and kept her In a state
of amusement that precluded discour-
agement of his eccentric wooing.
"I want you to know me as I really
am," he iuformed her on one occa-
sion. "If I should seem as sober-sided
and solemn as your next adorer, you'd
marry me In ignorance of my true
"But I haven't the slightest intention
of marrying you, Mr. Traft."
"That's a fine line," he commented
admiringly. "What you heroines of
modern fiction would do without it
heaven only knows! It's certain our
novelists dou't, or they'd invent some-
thing less stereotyped. But you
mustn't forget it really means nothing
In the first chapters. Along about
page three hundred and tweuty-one
It's a signal either for the clench or
for the bouncer."
"I do wish you'd talk sensibly in lan-
guage I can understand."
"As for the language, if it cramps
your style, Miss Craven, believe me,
I'll slip the rollers under it and give
It the gate! But as for talking sen-
sibly—not I, not while sparring for
wind and trying to figure how I stand
with you. It wouldn't be fair to snare
your affections with the Impression
that the architect of my dome used
any building material more substan-
tial than funny-bones."
"Do you meun me to understand
you're incurably frivolous?"
"Isn't it a pretty poor recommenda-
tion for a suitor to advance?"
"Do you think so?" He appeared
to ponder this gravely. "But I can't
see that. Think how deadly life would
be with a man who took everything
seriously—himself, for instance, and
the candidate for president on the Pro-
hibition ticket, and Lloyd George, and
—ah—the Anti-Woman Suffrage move-
ment. There's only one thing I'm
ready to promise to take seriously.
Now pretend you don't get me!"
"You are quite, quite hopeless!"
"Wrong again: I was never more
hopeful. First thing you know you'll
be lying awake nights wondering if
I can possibly be as silly as I sound,
and thinking what a pity 'tis If true;
and when you come to that stage, It'll
T)e all over but the rice and old shoes
and Niagara Falls!"
"Certainly you must be an incurable
"You think so? I say, that's an aw-
ful^ good sign ! You're thinking about
But of the four it was Quoin who
most impressed Lydia's impressionable
imagination. His seemed an individu-
ality rarely simple and straightfor-
ward, to which latency and indirection
must be altogether foreign. He was,
Lydia understood, a criminal investi-
gator of unusuul attainments; yet he
utterly lacked every idiosyncrasy of the
"great" detective of fiction. He was
a long, lank man, with a thin face of
strong features. His wide, thin lips
drooped quizzically at their corners.
And his eyes were dark and, normally,
deep with humorous expression. To
Lydia's notion he wrfs the Yankee type
incarnate, but without that uncouth-
ness she had been bred to expect.
Because the Alsatia, groping her
blind way at half-speed through wrap-
pings of fog ever more opaque, per-
sisted in making night hideous with
her unearthly whoop of warning, the
concert all but fell flat. Only Cra-
ven's Inexhaustible enthusiasm saved
When It was over Lydla, announc-
ing her intention of going to bed, de-
layed only to say good-night to Peter
Traft on the upper companlonway
landing, near the doorway to the port
side of the boat deck. One-half of
this double door wa3 open. Beyond
It was nothingness—a flat wall of gray
but feebly tinted with artificial light.
Then, descending to the promenade
deck, she turned aft to her stateroom,
and was about to enter when she
heard her name called In Craven's
voice, and—since she had left him only
a few minutes before the center of an
animated group In the music room—
with pardonable surprise she discov-
ered the man coming swiftly toward
her from the after part of the ship.
"Just to say good-night!" he ex-
plained hastily, folding his daughter
In the tenderest of embraces; and then
in a rapid whisper, "Meet me on deck
—this deck—to port—fifth stanchion
aft from the door—In an hour, if
anyone seems to be watching you, go
back!" And again aloud, "Good-night,
STEALS TO WED
Weird Tale of the Exploits of a
Former Inmate of
MAKES GOOD HUSBAND
TUL CLIF F PALACE,
By EDWIN L. SABIN.
ITHIN the last two years
the excavations promoted
by the government In the
Mesa Verde National park
of extreme southwestern Colorado
jmve demonstrated that here the Unit-
ed States possesses perhaps the larg-
est compact area of prehistoric hu-
man-dwelling ruins in the world. They
Jire ruins far more accessible than
those of South America, for instance,
and equally as fascinating.
Interest both scientific and popular
lias been heightened lately by the new
discoveries made. For a time the
Mesa Verde ruins were assumed to
be mainly cliff-dwellings pure and
pimple—confined to those ancient
homes built in the immense recesses
of the shelf-rock on the steep slopes
pf the canyons. But the remains of
pther masonry structures, religious
pnd domestic, evidently extend all
over the mesa.
On a commanding point of the level
top, amidst the cedars and pinons, Dr.
Jesse Walter Fewkes of the Smithson-
ian Institution has completed the ex-
cavation and restoration of a new type
Df building—a religious or ceremonial
building of the unusual "D" shape,
concession Is maintained at a central
point, near Spruce Tree House ruin.
()u certain evenings during the season
a camp-flre circle is formed, which
may listen to short talks by Doctor
Fewkes (one of the most genial and
lucid of characters) nnd other scien-
tists upon the significance attached to
the constant discoveries. An archaeo-
logical school for the especial benefit
of students has been proposed.
Life up here, the elevation ranging
from 6,500 to 8,500 feet far above the
surrounding country, Is very pleasant.
The surface of the mesa Is dry and
rocky, and well timbered with cedurs
and pinons whose sap perfumes the
soft air. The view comprises an in-
spiring outlook over four states—Col-
orado, Utah, New Mexico and Ari-
The trip to the Mesa Verde, which is
through the rugged Itockies of Color-
ado, is In Itself a feature. Wonderful
works of nature are on every hand-
deep gorges, towering peaks, rushing
rivers, placid lakes and fertile valleys.
Mancos is the nearest debarking point
for the ruins, and Is also the head-
quarters of the park supervisor. The
32-inlle government automobile road
leads across the mesa, and passes the
Ti"in i ■■
containing detached circular rooms,
labyrinthine passages, sculptured
rocks, a sun plctograph, and an em-
bedded fossil palm leaf which, from
Its resemblance to the sun, had been
preserved as un object of sun-worship.
Dates Back 600 Years.
Appropriately, this Is chrlstencd
Sun Temple. In addition to the value
of the sun-worship symbols, It affords
also an estimate of the age of the
Mesa Verde ruins. By record of the
annual rings of a large Juniper tree
that had fortuitously grown upon the
mound of debris, at least 3G0 years
had elapsed since the tree took root.
When the temple was abandoned Is
difficult to declare, for such debris
gathers slowly; but conservative esti-
mates place the construction of the
remarkable building back to the year
1300 A. D. And this Sun Temple, as
betokened by its superior workman-
ship and the trails of the builders lead-
ing to and from the Cliff Palace, was
one of the more recent structures. The
date of the occupation of the known
Dlder structures, as the noted Cliff Pal-
ice, therefore, far antedates 1300.
Still later researches on the top of
the mesa have uncovered another ruin
near the old reservoir of Mummy lake,
to which the name Far View House is
dear child, good-night! he murmured applied, and there are countless
THL 5UN TtttPLL
Mummy Inke ruins, and from the camp
near Spruce Tree House machines may
now be driven to the Hun Temple, Cliff
Palace, Balcony House, Willow Houso
and other noted discoveries.
fondly, releasing her, and hurried for-
Almost without her knowledge the
knob turned In Lydia's grasp; and
when she found herself alone In that
dark stateroom her hands trembled
so with excitement that for a moment
she fumbled in vain for the switch.
Watch for startling develop-
ments described in the next m-
stallment—something big com-
CTO BE CONTINUED.)
mounds only awaiting the scraper and
Spade to yield up their enchanted se-
The Mesa Verde National park now
Includes 77 square miles, or almost
60,000 acres. Under the personal di-
rection of Doctor Fewkes, the explor-
ation has been systematically carried
forward. The ruins already cleaned
out have been skillfully repaired with
their own material as much as po -
Famlliarity Breeds Ignorance.
One of the peculiar things noted by
men who watch the blackboards In the !
Offices of Wall street brokers, Is that!
the commission-house operator who Is j
continually studying the quotations
cannot tell you offhand if the market
is up or down. When asked the ques-!
tlon he starts a bit, looks at the board :
again, names prices of prominent I
stocks, quite as much for his own In- i
formation as for yours, and then an-
nounces his conclusions. This pecul- i
larlty, however, Is really no more re-
markable than the habit of the man '
on the street who will take out his 1
watch, look at It, and put it back In 1
his pocket. If yeu should ask him !
what the time really was, ho would
have to take It out agala.
The Office Boy's Defense.
The boss lay In wait for the erring
"William," he said, as the urchin
came in, "you asked me for the after-,
noon off yesterday. I gave it to you,
and then I saw you at the ball game. '
You told me you were going to a fu- |
The office boy grlqn^d.
"And I wasn't far wrong, was I? Did '
you ever see a slower game In your
An Earnest Egoist.
"Why don't you get up and make a
speech on this subject, since you feel
so strongly about It?"
"I haven't the heart to use the pre-
tlble, charted and even numbered so clous time," replied Senator Sorghum,
that their various phases of nooks . "I'm convinced that any man who
and niches and passages and chambers doesn't see the proposition my way by
explain themselves to the visitor. I this time is beyoad th« reach of ar-
A tourist cat*;;, under goverrvmaftt i fuwent*
"When I Saw the Way Clear I Dropped
Into the River."
deserting, nnd when they caught me,
which was right off the bat, they give
me sixty-three days In the brig."
Schultz said he served Just one day
of that sentence. Getting out was
"like taking candy from a child." Once
free, he said, he went back to Hastings,
where he "turned off" a house for $350
and several rings. After that he went
from place to place, making a food liv-
ing by his wits.
Steals for Wedding Expenses.
A week ago, being about to marry,
and needing cash, he returned to
Hastings, where he made a haul of cut
glass. He sold this and got enough
to pay his wedding expenses.
"Where do you and the madam live
when you're at home?" asked Detec-
"At No. 72 Townsend avenue,
Laurel Hill, Long Island," replied
Schultz. "If you bulls go over
there be easy with the wife."
Capt. Herbert Graham w«jit to the
address and found Mrs. Schultz, an
attractive woman of twenty-one. When
she was told that her husband was
an escaped convict she became hys-
After she had calmed down, Mrs.
Schultz said she had met Schultz In
Manhattan, where she worked In a
bakery; and after a rapld-flre court-
ship he married her April 2. He
seemed to have saving habits and
they started a bank account. He was
kindness Itself, she Raid.
Captati Graham found In the room
two watches, three rings, two watch
chains, three Jeweled lavallieres and
two bracelets. On Schultz Detective
Flshel found a bank book showing a
bafence of $125, a ring with three
large pearls, a signet ring with thm
Initial "C," a diamond pin aud five
Symptom* of More Serious
Enlists In Navy, Deserts When Work
Palls on Him—Is Recaptured and
Serves One Day of Sentence
When He Again Escapes.
J New York.—A weird tale of eacapt
j from Sing Sing, successful burglary,
| marriage to a good woman who di<J
j not know his past, and final downfall,
I was revealed here after the capture ol
j Elmer Schultz, who took French leave
of the big peutitentlary up tlie rivej
j on September 11 lust.
Incidentally, the story proves a vet-
eran convict can be a model husband,
Detective Flshel seized Shultz in a
pawnshop here nnd suid:
"Come on down to headquarters. The
boss wauts to visit with you."
"Now, ain't that too bad?" observed
Schultz. "And me only married Just
a month. "This'll be a knockout for
He went quietly to headquarters
There he said he "might as well tell
all about It."
"Tho getaway Job was easy," he
said. "I hid In the condenser room,
stuffed the siren whistle with rags,
shinned over the wull when I saw
the way was clear, ami dropped Into
tho river. I swam three-quarters of
a mile to a safe landing place and then
hit tho rails south.
Gets Spare Change.
"I'd walked twenty-two miles to
Hastings, when I bumped Into a cop-
per. 'Hey, where you going, all wet
like that?' he says to me. 4Oh, my
boat tipped over, and I'm going home,'
I says, and he goes on about his busi-
"Knowing I'd need some spare
change, I went Into a house and took
$500 and some diamonds nnd other
Jewelry. I blew in the money in New
York and then sold the Junk. It didn't
tnke long,to go broke again.
"Being broke, I enlisted In the navy
under the name of J. Ford, but I didn't
stay long. The work didn't Just suit
me, nnd I beat It at the end of two
weeks. They got after me hot foot for
Washington Park, 111.—"I am the
mother of four children and have suf-
fered with female
nervous apells and
the blues. My chil-
dren's loud talking
and romping- would
make me so nervous
I could just tear
everything to pieces
and I would ache all
over and feel so sick
that I would not
want anyone to talk
to me at times. Lydia E. Pinkhan.'s
Vegetable Compound and Liver Pills re-
stored me to health and I want to thank
you for the good they have done me. I
have had quite a bit of trouble and
worry but it does not affect my youth-
ful looks. My friends say 4 Why do you
look so young and well ?' I owe it all
to the Lydia E. Pinkham remedies.'*
—Mrs. ROBT. 8TOPHL, Sage Avenue,
Washington Park, Illinois.
If you have any symptom about which
you would like to know write to the
Lydia E Pinkham Medicine Co., Lynn,
Mass., for helpful advice given free of
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pamphlet telling about It. Address Dr.
Kilmer & Co., Hlnghamton. N. Y., and
enclose ten cents, also mention this paper.
DAISY FLY KILLER piaced anywhere,
attracts and kills
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..I. of m«Ul. c
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nelpe to eradicate dandruff.
For Restoring Color and
Beaut y toGrajr or Faded Hair
is no more necessary
than Smallpox. Army
experience bss demonstrate*
the almost miraculous cffL
Cacy, and hannlessnees, of Antityphoid Vaccination.
Be vaccinated NOW by your physician, you and
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As 1 your physician, druggist, or send for 'Hare
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"■suits from use, and danger from Typhoid Carriers.
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Chaffer—Yes, mum, which enr shall
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Old railway ties are used In Sweden
In the manufacture of Illuminating
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Just follow directions on every bot-
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One of Fixtures.
He—Your brother is one of the fix-
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She—I guess so—anyhow they're gt>
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