The Stroud Democrat (Stroud, Okla.), Vol. 5, No. 43, Ed. 1 Friday, July 23, 1915 Page: 6 of 8
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MARIE VAN VOPST
ILLUSTRATIONSgjf PAY WALTERS
CQOrW/' fir 7If 3Q6B5 rffRR/U OQrtfHrrY
SYNOPSIS.
—13—
C'omt«> ilo Subron, captain of French
envalry, taki •< to las quartern to ral.se I y
hand a rnnilurl- Irish terrier pup, nnd
niyneu it l*it« l.>un<\ Ho (tines with tli«
MaruuiH- d'KHrlignar and meets Miss Ju-
lia Redmond, Amerl an heiress. 11«■ is or-
•crefl ti. Allflers l it is ti"l allowed to
fnko per 'ants or <1 Miss Redmond
fuses core of Pltd oui . wl >. longing for
nl master, runs nwnv frmn her The
marquise plans to marry .lulla t« the Due
# Tremont. Pttchouns follows Sabron to
AlgierH, do* nnd nuisi- r m• • • and Sahron
Sn!H • •i,,n to i • ep his dog with him.
The Due do Tremont llridn the Ameri jin
heiress « prl<iuUH. .Sabron wounded In
an anflragi n ent, fall nt the dry bed of
a river end I •• Itehed ovei b) Pltchoune
After a horrlbh night and day Pltchoune
leaves him. Tremont takes Julia and the
marquise to i but has
founts about i il , . R .i Cro mission.
After Ion* n il Julia el.1 tra S I-
bron's when nhouts Julia for the mo-
ment turns ! ;iti*hmaker in behalf of Tre-
mont. Harmnet Abou tells ti).- Mar-
quise where ho thinks Sahron may be
sound
CHAPTER XXI—Continued.
Pitehoune ran with his nose lo tho
ground. There wore several trails for
a dog to follow on that apparently uo
trodden page of desert history. Which
one would he choose? Without a
scent a dog does nothing. His nos-
trils nrc his instinct. Mis devotion,
his faithfulness, his intelligence, his
•heart—all come through Ills nose. A
man's heart, they say, is In his stom-
ach— or in his pocket. A dog's is in
Mb nostrils. If Pltchoune 4md chosen
the wrong direction, this story would
never have been written. Mlchette
did not give birth to the sixth puppy,
In the stables of the garrison, for
nothing. Nor had Sahron saved him
on the night of the memorable dinner
for nothing.
sky, unstained by a single cloud, was
blue as a turquoise floor, and against
it, black and portentous, flew the vul-
breath he drew. He asked in Arabic:
"Where am I?"
"in the hut of victory," said Fatou
Anni.
Pltchoune overheard the voice and
came to Sabron's side. His master
murmured:
"Where are we, my friend?"
The dog leaped on his bed and licked
his face. Fatou Anni, with a whisk o{
straw, swept the files from him. A
great weakness spread its wings above
him and he fell asleep.
Days are all alike to those who lie
in mortal sickness The hours are in
tensely colorless and they slip and slip
and slip into painful wakefulness, into
ver, into drowsiness Anally, and then
into weakness.
1 he Capltaine de Sabron, although
he had no family to speak of, did pos
Summer Luncheons
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I Lrt Ubby's splendid chef relieve you I
of hot-weather cooking. Stock the *
pantry _ shelf with
Sliced
Dried Beef
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ind the other good lummef
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,. . . iu d|i>'uk ix, uiu i jos"
a,,d tll,!re the "un touched ] sess, unknown to the Marquise d'Es-
pools gave life and reason to the j ellgnac. an old aunt In the provinces.
a i an(i a handful of heartless cousins who
Fatou Anni parched her corn. Her were indifferent to him Nevertheless
barbaric chant was interrupted by a lie dung to life and in the hut of Fatou
sharp bark and a low pleading whine Anni fought for existence. Every time
She had never heard sounds ju*t ' fhat he was conscious he struggled
like that. The dogs of the village anew to hold to the thread of life,
were great wolflike creatures. Pit Whenever lie grasped the thread he
choune s bark was angelic compared vanquished, and whenever lie lost it,
with theirs. Me crossed ihe charmed l'e went down, down.
circle drawn around her house, and I Fatou Anni cherished him. He was
did not fall dead, nnd stood before a soldier who had fallen in the battle
her, whining. Fatou Anni left hor against her sons and grandsons. He
<orn, stood upright and looked at Pit was a man and a strong one, and she
choune. To her the Irish terrier was despised women He was her prey
an apparition. The fact that he had and he was l« r reward and she cared
not fallen dead proved that he was f.-r him; d su. slu- became
beloved of Allah. He was, perhaps, a maternal
genie, an afrit. j His eyes which, when he was con
Pitehoune fawned at her feet. Sh scious, thanked her; his thin hands
murmured a line of the Ko.an. It did that moved on th« rough blu robe
not seem to affect his demonstrative thrown over him. the devotion of the
affection. Tho woman bent down to dog—found a responsive chord in the
him after making a pass against the great gi indznother's heart. Once he
l-vil Bye, and touched him, and Pit* I smiled at one of the naked, big-bellied
ohpune licked her hand. I great-great-grandchildren. Beni Has-
Fa-tou Anni screamed, dropped him 8an- three years old. came up to Sab-
went into the house and made her ron uith his fingers in his mouth
ablutions. When she came out Pit- an(* chattered like a bird This proved
chouno sat patiently before the
parched corn, and he again came
crawling to her.
True Bravery Not Confined to the
Battlefield
Many There Are in Quiet Places in the
World More Worthy of Medals
Than Any Soldier Who Has
Won "Glory."
We're very busy these days talking
about heroes, lauding those who have
given their lives for their country,
writes Edna K. Wooley in the Kansas
City Star All sorts of medals are
being distributed to men who are un-
doubtedly brave in the face of fearful
dangers. Governments make great play
upon the honor and glory achieved by
their men who go forth to kill other ( HI MH
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I made an awful break yesterday
said ihe fellow who is known as a "T '° rlR'U n°W' ''eCaUse
tn lr(1 hes too busy taking care of his broth
greater privilege, no finer quality
of heroism! Strike off more medals!
Pin on more fancy ribbons! Erect
more monuments! Continue to make
men and women believe that there is
more heroism in a spectacular death ,
while lighting tho enemy—that enemy 1
which is composed of brothers and
sisters—than in living that others may i
live.
I know one humble-souled little man ,
who would be most deprecatingly sur- I
prised if anybody offered him a hero j
medal He hasn't been wounded In
battle nor saved anybody from drown-
ing. In fact, he has lived a decidedly
inconspicuous life and considers him-
self of no importance at all. The only
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her neighbors. She bt— down to
scrutinize Pltchoune s « ar Tho- .
was a sacred r da « h sacr- !
With his nose fiat to the s.inds I'it- lnscri|
choune smelt to eaHt and to west, to "ut as -
north and south, took a scent to the | time. Pitckonne tore himself away
east, decided on It—for what reason) from her. In out ' the sacred ria*
Will never be told—and follow d it -
barking a?;---a - - he • k •« hem
of her dresj in hU mouth and pulled
her He repeated'? did this and the
sup<?rstitioi's Artie in. believed herself
to Ttn^y. She cautiously
!e?l r:n rsr.-fp. i<sp ret. failing be-
h-?r fit:**, cam# out jf zhe sacre !
rinz fo .-■> ed^e ' *jt berrv
^ 1 Pi;choune jped over
ti« w : -a a* stopped an !
to Fatou Anni that Sabron had not
the Evil Eye. No one but the children
were admitted to the hut, but the sun
Tho Arabian woman lhed in the 3nJ th" fli"s and the crles of ,he vil"
last hut of the tillage - ., c ,id without permission, and
satisfy her curiosity with :! s-ocklr' now art!" n uhen ,he winds arose'
- - - - 1 he could htar the ttirring of the palm
: tlghtward
1'hat is unusual for you How did
it happen asked the man lu whom
j lie was about to confide.
I met Lulu in front of an ice cream
parlor, nnd I told her that her lips
i were like strawberries. She said the
i onl> way to prove it was by making
| the comparison, so I had to blow her
; to h strawberry sundae."
touch
l^atlguo and hunger were forgmtt a
as hour after hour Pitehoune ran
across the Sahara Mercifully, t
sun had been clofided by the pre-
cursor of a windstorm The air was
almost cool. Mercifully, the wir.J did
not arise until the little terr.er b..
pursued his course to the e: 1
There are occasions when ac .
mal's Intelligence surfa. - -;-
man. When, toward erenlnr ' •
twelve hours that It had u,.
to reach a certain point, \e r
a settlement of mud hats OS
ders of an oasis, he was pretty nearly
nt the end of his strength The o is
was the only sign of life in five hun-
dred miles. There was very little left
In his small body. He lay down, pant-
ing, but his bright spirit was unwill-
ing Just then to leave his form and
hovered near him. In the religion of
Tatrnan dogs alone have souls.
Pitehoune panted a..d dragged him
self to a pool of water around which '
the green palms grew, and he drank
and drank. Then the little desert
wayfnrer hid himself |n the bushes ■
and slept till morning. All night he
was racked with convulsive twitches
but he slept and In his dreams he
killed a young chicken and ate It. In
tho morning lie took a bath In the
pool, nnd the sun rose while he swam
in the water.
If Sabron or Miss Redmond could
have seen him he would have seem I
tho epitome of heartless egoism, lie
was the epltomo of wisdom. Instinct
and wisdom sometimes go closely n
gether. Solomon was only instln
t've when he asked for wisdom. Yl,o
epicurean Luculius, when dying, askfj
for a certain Nile fish cooked in
wine.
Pitehoune shook out his short
hairy body and came out of the oasis
pool into the sunlight and trotted Into
the Arabian village.
Raw Material.
-oib- ■ was reduced to skin and ; Hid you bear about Scribbler?
bone His nourishment was insufll- 1 Tho police caught him walking out
on- and the absence of all decent . of a hotel writing room with about ten
ire was slowly taking him to death. 1 A~" ' * "
It w.i! n ver be known why he did not
I
Pitehoune took to making long ex-
cu--; ns. He would be absent for days,
mu:
■ Fa: : . Anni did
t Ijo --i to renew
When she tried to
*e. u -•!. keeping at a
The village began to
Fatou Anni parched corn in a bra-
zier before her bouse Her house
was a mud hut with yellow walls. It
had no roof and was open to the sky
Fatou Anni was ninety years old!
straight as a lance—straight as one
or the lances the men of the village
' Tried when they went to dispute
with white people. These lances with
which the young men had fought, had
won them the last battle. They had
been victorious on the field.
Fatou Anni was the grandmother
of many men. She had been the
mother of many men. Now she
parched corn tranquilly, prayerfully.
"Allah! that the corn should not
burn; Allah! that It should be sweet:
Allah! that her men should be al-
ways successful."
She was the fetish of the settle-
ment. In a single blue garment, her
black scrawny breast uncovered, the
thin veil that the Fellaheen wear
pushed back from her face, her fine
eyes were revealed and she might
have been a priestess as she bent
over her corn!
"Allah! Allah Akbar!"
Rather than anything should hap-
pen to Fatou Anni, the settlement
would have roasted Its enemies alivo,
torn them In shreds. Some of theiri
said that she was two hundred years
old. There was a charmed rinc
drawn around her house. People sn^
posed that if any creature crossed it
uninvited, It would fall dead.
The sun had risen for an hour and
tho air was still cool. Overhead, the
Hour
stir.
After Hour Pitehoune
Across the Sahara.
lilue and yellow garments tlut-
tered in the streets.
Allah Akbar, Fatou Anni mur-
mured. "these are days of victory, of
recompense." '
She gathered her robe around her
and, stateiiiy and impressively, started
toward the huts of her grandsons.
When she returned, eight young war-
riors, fully armed, accompanied her.
Pltchoune sat beside the parched corn,
watching the brnzier and her meal.
Fatou Anni pointed to the desert.
She said to the young men, "Oo
with this genie. There Is something
he wishes to show us. Allah is great
Oo."
When the Capitaine de Sabron
opened Ills eyes in consciousness,
they encountered a square of blazing
blue heaven Ilo weakly put up his
hand to shade his sight, and a cotton
awning, supported by ft,ur bamboo
poles, was swiftly raised over his
h«sd. He saw objects and took cogni-
zance of thorn. On the floor in the
low doorway of a mud hut sat three
litttle naked children covered with
flies and dirt. He was the guest of
Fatou Anni. These were three of her
hundred great-great-grandihildren
The babies wore playing with a little
dog. Sabron knew the dog but could
not articulate his name. I!y his side
sat the woman to whom he owed his
life. Her veil fell over her face. She
was braiding straw. He looked at her
intelligently. she brought him a
orink of cool water in an earthen ves-
sel, with tho drops oozing from Its
porous sides. Tho hut reekid w'th
i"! '.ti !:■< clouded mind Sabron
thought the dog was reconnoitering for
h:tn over the vast pink sea without
there—which if one could sail across
is in a ship, one would sail to France,
thr :jh the walls of mellow old Taras-
con. to the chateau of good King Rene;
mi w iuld sail as the moon sails, and
".hr ish an open window one might
h-ar the sound of a woman's voice
singing The song, ever illusive aud
irritating in its persistency, tantalized
his sick ears
i Sabron did not know that he would
have found the chateau shut had he
sailed there in the moon. It was as
well that he did not know, for his wan-
dering thoucht would not have known
v.here to follow, and there was repose
In thinking of the Chateau d'Esclig-
nac.
It grew terribly hot. Fatou Anni, by
his side, fanned him with a fan she
had woven. The great-greatgrand-
children on the floor in the mud fought
together. They quarreled over bits of
colored glass. Sabron's breath came 1
panting. Without, he heard the cries
of the warriors, the lance-bearers—he
heard the cries of Fatou Anni's sons
who were going out to battle. The
French soldiers were In a distant part
of the Sahara and Fatou Anni's grand'
children were going out to pillage and
destroy. The old woman by his side
cried out and beirt her breast. Now
and then she looked at him curiously,
as if she saw death on his pale face.
Now that all her sons and grandsons
had gone, he was the only man left in
the village, as even boys of sixteen
had Joined the raid She wiped his
forehead and gave him u potion that
had been pierced with arrows. It was
all she could do for a captive.
Toward sundown, fur the first time
Sahron felt a little better, and after
twenty-four hours' absence, Pitehoune
whined at the hut door, but would not
come In. Fatou Anni called on Allah,
left her patient and went out to see
what was the matter with the dog. At
the door, in the shade of a palm, stood
two Bedouins.
(To m: coN-TTNurcn.)
Why Some Are Color Blind.
It is known that color blind people
cannot distinguish colors, but the rea-
son for this is not generally known.
They cannot distinguish many colors,
and most of them usually give the ap-
pearance of being gray. The cause
Ilea in the constitution of the retina,
which microscopically consists of rods
and cones, if a certain part of the
cones is wanting the sensation they
arouse is also wanting. A blind man
who does mK see at all is not much
more deceived by his sight than the
color blind man. Even the normal eye
has not cones fine enough to detect
ultra violet rays and electric rays.
dollars' worth of the hotel stationery
under his coat."
"What did he have to say for him-
self?"
Said he was gathering material for
a novel."
er's two little children and their in-
valid mother. The brother had
"skipped" when the burden grew too
heavy, and the humble-souied little
man, already burdened enough with
his own family, simply considered it
his duty to provide for the helpless
sick woman and her helpless little
ones.
He can't make very much money
He hasn't the gift of earning except
by the sweat of his brow. His hands
are hard and clumsy. But he doesn't
ask his overworked wife to bear all
Ihe burden. After his day's hard labor
he sits up late many a night help-
ing with the nursing and, yes, with the
mending.
But what makes him a hero, chiefly,
is that ho never complains. He has
kept everybody hopeful, even cheerful,
by his optimism, his preachments of
better times coming, lie is humble
souled, but there's a stream of sun-
Her Own Business.
A woman mounted the steps of the,
elevated station carrying an umbrella ; _
like a reversed saber An attendant shine coming out of his heart, and
touched her lightly, saying: '
I'.n use me, madam, hut you are
likely to put out the eye of the man
behind you "
lie's my husband!" she snapped
calmly.
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though he Isn't much 011 looks, he's
them among friends and institutious.
But she chose to keep her little fam-
ily together.
Her spirit survived long hours of
"day labor" in strange households. She
served as a waitress in a restaurant.
She tramped from house to house,
seeking to sell what nobody wanted
to buy. She performed menial tasks
for the coarse-minded who took a de-
light in treating her as a servant.
And yet this gentlewoman reared
three splendid God-loving citizens, be-
cause no matter what her workday
tasks had been, evening saw her al-
ways the smiling mother and compan-
ion of her little ones, putting memories
in their hearts that would eudure
through their lives.
This woman was made of the stuff
that heroes are made of. There are
many, many more like her. Hut we
And So It Is.
' What do you cousider the greatest
human paradox?
"A secret session of a woman's
club."
Manila has a mean annual tempera-
ture of a shade more than 80 degrees.
!"n<M< Sam has one bank to every
9,fl)0 people
j 1i1vo i1ui. uul ww
truly doing tho world good by pass- do not bestow hero medals 011 such,
in® through. j They are doing 110 conspicuous deeds
Still, there are no hero medals to of bravery. They are only doing their
emblazon a life like this. I doubt if | duty, we say, while w e liuzzu the man
he'd wear one if he had 'It
I know of a workworn mother who
has kept her family together through
who leads his troops to victory over
the dead bodies of his fellow men.
Why is there more glory In killing
" "O" * J nio't "1 IVilliil^
hardships that would try the soul or than in preserving life; in destruction
any soldier. Tenderly reared, she hail than construction?
no thought of disaster until one day j
men walked softly into her home, bear j Safety First
ing a heavy burden, and she knew that
the father of her children and the man
she loved had gone into the great be-
yond.
There were debts, and three little
children. She might have separated
"How did tho accident happen?"
"He got run over when he stopped
to read a 'Safety First' sign."
Warring nations are spending 96
per cent of incomes for war.
■0k
Soldiers' Winter Clothing.
The soldiers of Japan have learned
tho value of paper clothing for winter
wear. The paper, which Is made fronJ
mulberry bark, has little sizing In It,
and Is soft and warm. Between two
Bheets nf the paper they place a thin
layer of Bilk wadding, and then quilt
the whole. It Is something of a draw-
back that clothing so made is not
washable, but In a winter campaign u
soliiier has other things to think of
. m I than the dirt on his uniform —Youth's
' rs which met his nostrils at every 1 Cowpauiou.
Lunch Prepared in a Jiffy
Now for a rest while waiting for John.
Post Toasties
are always ready to eat right from the package—sweet, crisp and tempting.
And what a relief from fussing around in a stuffy kitchen on hot days.
1 he lunch is a good one and John likes to find the wife cool and comfortable.
I ost Toasties are thin bits of white Indian corn toasted to a golden brown. Eat
with ci^ain and sugar &nci some fresh berries—They are delicious.
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