The Okeene Leader. (Okeene, Okla.), Vol. 3, No. 36, Ed. 1 Friday, March 12, 1909 Page: 2 of 8
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J. H. IU|I*"4 Nb.
OKEENE.
OKLA.
Il tM>nu a (good harder to a
Jury thea<‘ day a than to acquit a mur
dwr.
Maxim's nulhrlmi k'iii may be an In
grnktus mnlrtvanre, but It will m*t be
l»i city when carried by an assassin.
The treat constitutional lawyer* of
the iM'iiata may proreed to brush up
a bit on the text of the constitution.
t'astro says he still wania to have
a hand in Venezuelan affairs, that Is,
prekiimably Venezuelan |Kirketa.
“No treat statesman can be l»orn In
New York.’’ aa.va Woodrow Wilson.
Why.no. No baby la a treat statesman.
!Ttah has |M>tted alont l«»r SO year*
without a capital building. What have
her matter* been thinking about?
No doubt an inventor will la* alont
some flay with a machine that will
tlve us our mid waves steam heated.
I'robahly true that little Is known
of South America, hut what we know
of It causes hesitancy as to extendint
the acquaintance.
Spain is toint to buy $40,000,000
worth of new battleships. Tills money
will no doubt be charted to the sink-
in# fund.
The next thins to do is to invent
speedometers that will not register a
fiHftlon of a mile every lime a taxi-
cab skids.
A Colorado legislator has declared
war on tips, but neglect b to say wheth-
er he means hotel or cork.
A New Yorker takes a plunge in the
ocean every morning during the winter
while others merely plunge in watered
stocks.
Marcel waves are said to be going
out of fashion, hut so far there is no
sign that cold waves are going to fol-
low suit.
Tarotna burglars blew open a safe
anil stole a dog that was guarding it
They left the Tacoma police force in-
tact.
t’mler a Pittsburg suburb a Are has
been burning for 40 years, hut even
that doesn’t account for all of the
smoke.
Is this good old world of ours get-
ting rickety or is the seismograph on
a joint toot with the thermometer,
barometer hik! social speedometer?
“It Is hard to get rich,” says Mr.
Rockefeller. Yes, and the trouble Is
the courts and the anti trust laws are
making it harder every day.
Fish cooked in a hundred different
ways will be served in the Alaska
building at the Seattle exposition. This
will lie done to show the food value
of Alaska lish.
OPTS
krariRABBlLA
The wireless telegraph is still re-
garded as a good deal of a miracle, hut
has not yet been so perfected as to res-
cue men who skate on thin ice and fall
through.
The obi May state is considering a
legislative bill providing for the study
and praeliee of eugenics with a view
to improving the quality of its people.
Improve the people of liostnn and the
rest of the state? What a confession!
The childlike way in which our Jew-
elers leave $3,000 worth of diamonds
where a man armed with a brick can
gel at them by breaking the plate glass
goes to show that there is faith In
the world which human experience
would hardly justify.
Tennessee has joined the ranks of
the prohibition states. After July 1
It will he illegal to sell liquor within
lour miles of n schoolhousc. Now all
that is necessary is for the people to
see that schoolhouses are not more
than eight miles apart.
A New* Orleans policeman arrested
his wife because she was quarreling
with another woman and led her to
the police station. Most men would
hate to hear what he will have to lis-
ten to when the affair is a closed
incident so far as the public is con-
cerned.
Mills to make compulsory wireless
outfits on ocean-going vessels have
been Introduced In congress. They
will be supported by public sentiment,
after the splendid showing made by
this service, nnd it will tend greatly
to reassure those who either for busi-
ness or pleasure go down to the sea in
Bhlps.
The New York Times tells or a dis-
tinguished citizen, asked the other
day to sign a petition fa voting woman
suffrage, who replied that ho would do so
If two changes were made in tho doc
ument; first, that if the suffrage were
secured by the women it should bo
taken away from the men, and, sec-
ondly, that all women over 40 years
of age should have two votes. The
ladies are thinking it over.
CHAPTER I.
TIs not In my nature to be rowed
by any woman whatever. Therefore,
when I found myself la the preaenre
«»f my lady Hawkahaw, la her Clalaeae
drawing room, with her great blaek
eyes glaring at me, amd her huge
black plume of feathers nodding at
me, as she sat, enveloped In a vast
black robe like a pall. I said to myself:
“After all, she Is but a woman.** Bo
( stared back at her with all the cool-
ness In the world—and I waa a seeker
after favor, too—and hut 14 years of
age. and had only seven and sixpence
In my pocket. The tall footman who
stood behind Lady Hawkshaw’s chair
made a grimace at me; and I respond-
ed by a fl 'roe look, as If I was about to
run him through the body.
’’Jenmes.’* said her ladyship, “go and
make my compliments to 8lr Peter
Hawkshaw, and say to him that his
roistering kept me awake half the
night, and consequently I feel very 111
this morning: and that his great-
nephew. Master Richard Olyn from
America, Is come after a midshipman's
warrant In hla majesty's navy—and I
desire Sir Peter to attend me In my
bowdwor Immediately.”
Her ladyship's French was the
queerest Imaginable—yet In her youth
she had the French tutor who had
taught the daughters of the regent of
France.
There waa a silence after the tall
footman left, during which my lady
and I eyed each other closely. I re-
member having heard that she had de-
fied her father. Ix>rd Bosanquet, and
one of the greatest family connections
In the kingdom. In order to marry Sir
Peter, who was then a penniless lieu-
tenant in hla majesty's navy and the
son of a drysalter In tha city. This
same drysalter was my great-grand-
father; but I had an Infusion of an-
other blood through my mother, God
bless her!—who was of a high family
and a baronet's daughter. The dry-
salter strain was honest, but plebeian,
while the baronet strain was rather
more lofty than honest, I fancy.
Having heard, as 1 say, of the des-
perate struggle It coat Lady Hawk-
shaw to marry her lieutenant, I some-
what expected to find her and Admiral
Sir Peter Hawkshaw living like doves
In a cage, and was disconcerted at the
message her ladyship sent her lord
But I was still more disconcerted when
8lr Peter, a short, stout man, with a
choleric eye, presently bounced Into
the room.
“Sir Peter,” satd her ladyship, “here
Is your nephew Tom's brat, who wants
a midshipman’s warrant.”
Sir Peter stopped short, looked me
over—I was tall for my age—ant
grinned savagely. I thought It was all
up with me and was almost ready to
haul down my flag.
“And Sir Peter,” screamed her lady-
ship, "he must have It!"
Hang me, my lady!" snipped Sir
Peter, "but when did you take Buch
an Interest In my nephew Toni's brat?”
"This very hour,” replied I,ady
Hawkshaw, tartly, and tostlng her
black plumes haughtily. “You behaved
like a wretch to the boy after the
death of his father and mother In
America; and God has given you the
chance to make amends, and I say he
shall have his warrant.”
'Zounds, madam!” bawled Sir
Peter; • "since you take the liberty of
disposing of my warrants, I presume
you are the holder of my commission
as vice-admiral of the White In liis
majesty's service. Let me know It if
you are—let me know It, I say!”
“Stuff!" responded my lady, to
which Sir Peter answered something
that sounded like ''Damme!” and then
my attention was distracted from this
matrimonial engagement by the silent
entrance of two young girls. One of
them was about 12 years of age. She
had dove-like eyes, and her dark
Inshes kissed her cheek. She came
and stood familiarly by Lady Hawk-
shaw’s chair; nnd the gentle affec-
tionateness of her manner toward
that redoubtable person amazed me
at the time. This was my first sight
of Daphne Carmichael; and when she
fixed her soft, childish glance upon
me. It was like the sight of stars on a
cloudy night. But the other one, a
tall girl of 16 or thereabouts, daxxled
me so that 1 am obliged to confess I
had no more eyes for Daphne. This
older girl was the Lady Arabella Stor-
mont, and was then and always by
far the handsomest creature I ever
beheld. I shall not attempt to describe
her. 1 will only say that her brilliant
face, with such a complexion as I
never saw hefore or since, showed
haughty Indifference toward the shab-
by boy over whom Sir Poter and Lady
Hawkshaw were squabbling, and the
sense of my shabhlness and helpless-
ness pierced my heart under Lady
Arabella's calmly scornful gaze.
doth of these young girls were the
great-nieces of Sir Peter Hawkshaw,
hat not oa the drysalter’s side, so
they were no blond relation to me
fllr Peter was their guardian, and
Lady Hakshaw had rharge of them,
sad wss most kind and devoted to
em is her way. I soon found out
that every oae of Sir Peter’s family
had a good friend In Lady Hawkshaw;
aad I may as well say here thst for
true devotion snd Incessant wran-
gling. I never saw a married pair that
equaled Sir Peter and Lady Hawk-
ahaw.
The discussion between them con-
cerning me grew hotter, snd I grew
na hot ns the discussion, In thinking
whnt s figure I wss Risking before
that divinely beautiful iAdy Arabella.
had clean forgotien Daphne, lady
Hawkshaw lugged In a great variety
of extraneous- matter, reminding Sir
Pater of certain awful predictions
concerning his future which had been
made by the last chaplain who aalled
with him. Sir Peter denounced the
chaplain as a sniveling dog. lady
Hawkshaw Indulged lu some French,
at which Lady Arabella laughed be
hind her hand.
The battle royal lasted some time
longer, but Lady Hawkshaw’a metal
was plainly heavier than Sir Peter's;
and It ended by Sir Peter’s saying to
me angrily:
“Very well, air, to oblige my lady I
will give you the remaining midship-
man’s berth on the Ajax, 74. You may
go home now. but show yourself
aboard the Ajax at Portsmouth, be-
These two excellent hut humble
creatures had brought me. aa orphan,
home from my birthplace, America,
consigned to Sir Peter and Lady
Hawkshaw. This woman. Betty
Green, had been my mother’s devoted
servant, as her husband had been my
father's, and It waa thought perfectly
safe to send roe home with them. But
there was a danger which no one fore-
saw. Betty was one of those strange
women who love like a lioness. This
lioness' love she felt for me; and for
thnt reason. I believe, she deliberately
planned to prevent my family from
ever getting hold of me. It Is true, on
landing In England, her husband’s
regiment being ordered to Winchester,
she went to see Sir Peter Hawkahaw
and, I suspect, purposely made him so
angry that. I^ady Hawkahaw being ab-
sent, he almost kicked Betty Green
out of the house. That la what I fancy
my lady meant when she reproached
8lr Peter with cruelty to me. I well re-
member the air of triumph with which
Betty returned and told the corporal
of her ill success; then, clasping me
in her arms, she burst out with a cry
that no admiral nor ladles nor lords
neither should take her darling boy
away from her. Green, her husband,
being a steady, cool-headed fellow,
waited until the paroxysm was over,
when he told her plainly that she
must carry out my parents* Instruc-
tions, and he himself would go to set
Sir Peter aa soon as he could. But
Fate disposed of this plan by cutting
short the corporal's life the next
week, most unexpectedly. Then this
to the humble M$hp whore I had
lived before Betty*a death, I looked up
• email boa of trtukota of little value
which had belonged to my mother, and
from tho sale of them I got enough to
live upoa for a week, aad to make my
ay to PortsaKmth at tho end of it.
Either Sir Peter had forgotten to tell
mo aaythimg about my outfit, or else
I had allpped out ao quickly—galled
by tho fear of woeplag before that
rascally footmaa—that ha had no
chance. At all events, I arrived at
Portsmouth by tho mall eoach, with
all of my beloaglags la oaa shabby
portmanteau.
I shall not describe my feelings dur-
ing that Journey toward tho new life
that awaited me. Ia fact, I scarcely
recall them coherently; all was a
maxe, a Jumble, and aa uproar la my
mind.
We got down la tha laa yard—a
coach full of passengers—I the only
one who seemed adrift aad alone
among them. I stood looking about ma—
at a pert chambermaid who Impudent-
ly ogled the hostlers and got a hist
In return; at the pretentious entrance
to the laa; at all of tho buatle and
confusion of the arrival of the coach.
Presently I saw a young gentleman
somewhat older than myself, and wear-
ing tho uniform of his majesty's sex-
service, come out of the Inn door. He
had a very elegant figure, hut hla face
waa rather plain. Within five minutes
of my first meeting with Giles Vernon.
I had an example of what was one of
hlx moat striking traits—every wom-
an In sight Immediately fixed her at-
tention on him and smiled at him. One
waa the chambermaid, who left off
ogling the hostlers and gaped at thla
young officer with her coarse, hand-
some face all aflame: another was the
landlady, who followed him to the
door, smirking and fanning herself;
and the third waa a venerable Quaker-
ess, who waa about entering the Inn,
and who beamed benevolently on him
as he bowed gallantly In passing. I
know not why this should have made
such an impression on me; but being
young and a fool I thought beauty was
aa highly prised by women as by men,
and It surprised me that a fellow with
a mouth ao wide and with something
dangerously near a squint should be
such a lady-killer. It was common
enough for young gentlemen holding
midshipmen's warrants to come down
by tha coach, and as aoou as ha aaw
me this young officer called out:
"Hallo, my hearty! Is It a ship of
tha line or a frigate you are booked
for? Or la It one of thoee damned gun-
brigs which are unfit for a gentleman
to serve in?"
CTO BE CONTINUED.)
TOBOGGANING IN THE SUMMER.
fore 12 o'clock on this day week, and
be very careful to mind your eye.”
1 had nerved myself to hear with4
coolness the refusal of this fiery ad-
miral; but his real kindness, disguised
under so much choler, overcame me.
I stammered something and stopped
—that hound of a footman was grin-
ning at me, because my eyes were
full of tears, and also, perhaps, be-
cause my coat was of cheap make, and
my shoes needed attention. But at
that moment little Daphne, with the
greatest artlessness, came up and
allpped her little band Into mine,
saying:
"He means he Is very much obliged
to you, uncle, and to you, dear auut..”
1 do not know how 1 got out of the
house, but the next thing I knew 1
was standing on the street outside. I
had been told to go home. 1 had no
home now unless the Bull-ln-the-Bush
tavern be one. But 1 did not return
to the Bull-in-the-Bush. whose tawdry
splendors revolted me now, after I had
seen Sir Peter HawkBhaw's Imposing
house, as much as they had before at-
tracted me. I was tingling with the
sense of beauty newly developed In
me. I could not forget that exquisite
vision of Lady Arabella Stormont,
who seemed to my boyish mind more
like a white rose bush In full flower
than anything I could call to memory.
1 made my way Instead to the plain,
though clean, lodgings, where I had
spent the years since my parents’
death, with good Betty Green, the
widow of Corporal Green, late of my
father's regiment.
Hera Is Your Nephew Tom’s Brat."
Betty Green—Illiterate,
woman,
stranger in England, and supporting
us both by her dally labor—managed
to foil all of the efforts of Admiral Sir
Peter Hawkshaw to find me; for he
had done all he could to discover the
whereabouts of his nephew's orphan.
'TiH not for me to say one word
against Betty Green, for she slaved for
me as only a woman can slave, and,
besides, brought me up In the habits
and manners of a gentleman, albeit
she did little for my education, and to
this day I am prone to be em-
barrassed when I have a pen in my
hand. I can not say that I was happy
In the devoted, though savage, love
she lavished upon me. She would not
allow me to play with the boys of her
own class, and those of my class I
never saw. All my clamorings to
know something about my family on
either side were met by her declaring
that she had forgotten where my
mother’s people lived; and as for Sir
Pete, she gave me such a horrifying
account of him that I never dreamed
it possible to receive any kindness
from him. At last, though, on her
death-bed, she acknowledged a part of
the deception her desperate affection
had impelled her to play upon me.
The poor soul had actually forgotten
about my mother's family, and had
destroyed everything relating to them,
but directed me to go to Sir Peter;
and thus it was that, on the day after
l saw Betty Green, my only friend on
earth, laid In a pauper's grave, I went
to the house of my father's uncle, with
the result uarrated. When 1 got back
Sport In Austria—Other Uses for tho
Mountain filalgh.
Summer visitors at the Semmering
and other mountain resorts near Vien-
na are this season enjoying toboggan-
ing—a sport hitherto confined to the
winter months, says the Vienna cor-
respondent of Pall Mall Oasette.
The new summer toboggan has as
body shaped very much like the ordi-
nary winter article, and mounted on
four low wheels. Equipped with a
strong and reliable brake, aa well aa
steering apparatus, it affords a pleas-
ant and speedy means of descending
mountain and hill paths, and has al-
ready become very popular among
tourists.
It la expected that the new tobog-
gan will have other uses besides sport
and amusement, for it offers a awlft
and ready vehicle for carrying a mes-
senger from the mountain hotels to
the towns and villager below or In
summoning medical aid in case of ac-
cidents. Experimental trips on the
Semmering range and also on the hills
near Vienna with the new sleigh have
proved entirely satisfactory.
Disappearance of the Eland.
Among the rapidly disappearing wild
animals is the eland or Cape elk.
which Is a native of South Africa and
one of the largest antelopes, and Is
especially prized as furnishing the
best of all venison. Schemes for
preservation include a plan for domes-
ticating It and making It perform an
Important share of the farm work of
Cape Colony. The beast Is easily cap-
tured, thrives under the new condi-
tions, and in an experiment In the
M'Chekwe district of Mashonaland
two eland spans were used for a con-
siderable time for drawing wagons,
proving docile and tractable. Healthy
calves were born In captivity. The
animal seems to be proof against the
common diseases of farm stock, and
its flesh Ib desirable for beef and its
hide for leather.
Poisonous Nottles of the Tropics-
In the tropical regions there are
nettles far more powerful than that of
our own country.
The one called Urtica stimulans.
which Is found In Java, and that called
Laportea crenulata, found In Hindu-
stan, when bruised emit an efflvlum
which polsonously affects the eyes and
mouth, and If handled produce con-
vulsions and serious swelling and pain
In the arms, which may last for three
or four weeks and In some caaea causa
death.
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